1The year was 1924, in which Aeayalah and I were still on the run from the authorities over our crimes prior, back in 1918, the area onto which we hid was a small parlor casino in northern Italy, the name of the casino, was the Dawning Star, it was the dawning of something alright, but not a star, the reason we were there was to investigate rumors of a conversation between mafia leader, Ryan L. Linguisi and an unknown corporate executive.
As we walked around and searched through the casino, sifting each row with our eyes and minds, we found that some very mysterious people were in this particular casino, bounty hunters, mercenaries, secret agents, and many numerous other outlaws and ticks, surrounding the complex from the front face to the wall railings, to even the bathrooms, where of course some of the most bloody and conflicting battles, turned it into an enclosed filth, enough body parts and blood to create five or more human beings all in a row.
While searching the area, I found Aeayalah in the section nicknamed code Green Pepper, the calm and less dangerous area, mostly because more good natured and average citizens were set there.
I moved over to her and tapped her, and she turned quickly arms ready to defend against any threat, her arms fell back to her side when she saw me.
"Jesus Aaron, why did you do that?".
"I don't know, I guess I thought since we are in Green Pepper, that we would be safe to talk normally".
"Aaron, you know that we must keep secret, there are various groups, including the UN, that are aligned to put a price on our heads, if they find either of us, then we're dead, you know that".
"I suppose I do, anyword on Linguisi yet?".
"Not much, except that whoever Linguisi is meeting with has a clear element of power around the world, this doesn't make sense, why would the North Italian mafia want yo deal with global enterprise?".
"I don't know, perhaps there is some sort of benefit in it for them, but I can't quite grasp it, if Linguisi joins forces with this enterprise, does that mean the enterprise is corrupt, or that we have the wrong Linguisi?".
"Consider this Aeayalah, if we do have the wrong Linguisi, then why would the one we are looking for agree to meet with us, and meet with the company businessman as well, the part that is interesting, is that he is a bloodthirsty killer, and this company is just plain, simple business people, it doesn't make sense".
Then it was that a man approached us in a formal suit, and a straight forward attitude expectation of us.
", Miss Aeayalah, please come with me, it is time for your meeting with ".
"Yes of course".
As stated, we followed the man to a door, marked in red teak wood, and composed of advance lock combination, it set itself above all the other doors in the establishment.
When we entered the room, the smell of trampled air and cigar variations, presented more then a vivid picture, that this place was of certain quick business, not to be messed with, not to be acted upon, nothing but to be honored and respected, or else.
"Here they are, the globe trotting couple, I should be honored to meet the acquintance of two individuals such as yourselves", Linguisi announced.
"The honor is more in terms of us honorable Don Linguisi, we must proudly say we love your establishment here", I said.
"Yes, it is truly great, but we must discuss something else, other business", Linguisi replied.
"Of course".
"Now Aaron, I have heard of you, and your many adventures, and today I would like to invest in your services".
"Invest?".
"Yes, there is an accountant of the Eastern Italian mafia that is interfering with my supply trail lately, I want you to kill him".
"Already dead".
"Really?", Linguisi inquired with a surprised look.
"No, it was a trap, and you Linguisi are responsible for it, just like you are responsible for meeting with this company".
"Cleaver, but you fail to correct every issue Hillard, if you honestly believe I would allow you to escape here alive, then you are easily mistaken, dear friend".
"I'm not mistaken, and your no friend Linguisi".
Then several gang members entered the room aiming their weapons toward me and Aeayalah.
"Who's mistaken now?", Linguisi said aiming a revolver at my chest.
"Hmph, you are".
"What do you mean, your unarmed, and I have a weapon aimed at you".
"I'm not unarmed, and you are dead", I pulled up my sleeves to reveal two gauntlets.
And with a single click, a vortex sent Linguisi crashing through the window behind him, into the hillside landscape to the right.
Then the shooting started, and Aeayalah and I dodged it, hiding under Linguisi that the heavy wood complex would defeat the bullets trajectory from our bodies.
I quickly reached, and snatched Linguisi's, revolver from the ground near his chair, behind us, and near the back of the desk, where he was sitting prior.
After that we moved the desk upward with the total mass of our arms, sending it to the ground, following it's fall we hid behind it's square counterpiece.
Easily I moved upward, firing the weapon in long, narrow bursts towards the opponents set before me, like dominoes in a pendulum set, only I couldn't quite say who was the dominoes and who was the pendulum.
The cracking of the weapon continued, until all of the mobsters were dead, after that it was obvious that we had to run, as we heard an airplane taking off down the street, and saw UN agents approaching the door, ready to burst in and execute us, until we were to appear like the mud-snow mixture, often seen in the winter.
In response we quickly ran out of Linguisi's office through the door to the right side wall, at that moment the agents bursted in through the main door to the north, the one we entered in.
Moving quickly, we scattered around until we found the exit to the street, as we did we dodged various blasts and interlopings of gunfire everywhere, mostly towards us, then after nearly taking almost fifty bullets to the head, we entered the street, a dirt and mud path through the city of Miate.
The plane, now lifting off the ground into the air was a unique one, it contained both water skim access, and normal runway access, and it also contained the executive, who had met with Linguisi earlier, prior to our arrival.
There wasn't much time to observe and comment on the plane's interesting features, as the mobsters from the casino started rushing outside shooting towards us with revolvers, shotguns and the worst, Thompson and machine guns.
Quickly acting and thinking Aeayalah and I began to run down the dirt path, until I got a lock on the plan's water skim feature, then I grabbed Aeayalah and launched us both upward, the grappling hook from my gauntlet rocketing forward into the sky.
Following our attachment to the plane, I spun around and fired at the mobsters from the water skim above them, until we were out of range and sight, then Aeayalah and I moved quickly, entering the plane's storage area from the water skim wing.
We were lucky, because seconds after we entered the pilots closed the water skims into the plane.
Once inside we hid behind some boxes to the back of the small storage compartment area, the area we currently resided in.