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The Beginning Of A New Age/Era & The Legacy Of Lucky Luciano

Today is a special day indeed, but for more reasons then just April fool’s. April 1st has been dedicated to the beginning of American Mafias new age/era. The era known as the dark ages is now behind us and just a distant memory. This new era has been referred to as the new authentic age.

The reason behind all this has to do with the fact that the AM Underworld has been completely reset basically. A brand new fresh start for many gangsters to make a name for themselves. Just like many have done long before.

The A.M. underworld was up for grabs during the dark ages. Anyone could rise up and declare themselves the new ruler/guardian of American Mafia. Despite the unfortunate fact that AM had absolutely no order, it seemed as if there was nobody around these days. Nobody to even rise up and assume the thrown/mantle of AM’s Supreme Ruler/Kingpin (Boss Of Bosses).

The community actually thought that the days of the Mafia was finally over. The feds also thought this, so they decided to close the organized crime unit that specializes in taking down the mafia. The AM Underworld was very quiet, a little too quiet. The silence on the streets sounded like peace. The recent slaughter and loss of life was the main reason behind the streets being so quiet and empty.

The silence didn’t last long though as word started to spread that the Mafia was still alive and well. Apparently there was still a handful of mobsters lurking in the shadows.

Mr. Lucky Luciano was one of these shadow mobsters. After he slaughtered all those AM legends he emerged from the shadows to reveal to the world that he was the one responsible. It’s traditional for mobsters to declare themselves the new ruler, with others backing them up and accepting the newest declaration.

Lucky Luciano was born on May 23, 2009, in a small town of the great state of Rhode Island.
He had a decent childhood growing up around many other children like him. Lucky had alot of childhood friends and was liked by many. He had a great relationship with his parents and he admired his father. He dreamed of growing up to be just like his father.

Mr. Lucky loved his parents very much. When he reached the age of 13 he decided to go hang out with his buddies. These friends of his lived just down the street from his house. They was twin brothers who’s parents worked a lot and seemed to never be home.

Everyday after school Lucky would go down to the twins house and hang out. Since their parents was never home they was always unsupervised and it would end up causing them to get into trouble. The twins was known as very bad boys and was always getting into something they shouldn’t of been doing, or getting into.

Lucky’s mother was always home, his father always working. Because of this lucky enjoyed going down the street and hanging with the twins who had no adults telling them what to do. The trio would play and sometimes do things they shouldn’t of been doing.

One day while lucky was down the street his house would fall victim to a home invasion. The culprits broke into the house through an unlocked window. Lucky’s mom was home of course, preparing dinner for her two hungry men. Lucky’s father was at work, working on bringing home the bacon for the family.

The two assailants was armed and considered dangerous. While Lucky’s mother was cooking these two masked men gained access through an unlocked basement window. Since it was unlocked there was no forced entry and therefore no noise. The two men thought nobody was home, so they made their way upstairs.

Bang!…Bang! Bang!…Lucky’s mother slumped over forward, ultimately burning her face, arms, and hands by making contact with the hot surfaces of the stove and knocking a pot of hot food onto the floor where she would ultimately be found dead, laying in a pool of her own blood. The first bullet was to the back of her head, execution style. The second bullet was fired after she had fallen onto the floor. It was intended to finish her off.

As Lucky’s mom laid on the floor, on her back and despite being shot in the head she was still alive and breathing. Her eyes was wide open staring at the ceiling. They walked upto her and looked down as they raised the gun to fire shots 2 and 3. Bullet two was fired hitting her directly in the face, followed by bullet 3 that hit her in the throat/neck.

It was an awful sight to see for the first person to discover her body. It just so happened to be Lucky’s father who would walk in to discover his wife shot to death and laying in her own blood. He immediately dropped to his knees and embraced her in his arms. He put his arm under her neck and lifted her up where he could then wrap his arms around her and hug her tightly.

The father couldn’t help but scream as he cried his eyes out, squeezing her as if he never wanted to let her go. As the tears fell the two assailants was upstairs ransacking everything and deciding what they wanted to steal. They was aware somebody arrived to the house due to the car door slamming shut when Lucky’s father got out of his vehicle.

They stopped what they was doing and waited. After hearing the first scream the two masked men quietly made their way downstairs so they could sneak up on Lucky’s father and ambush him. As the poor man held his wife in his arms he would be surprised when two masked men hollered at him to shit up and turn around.

Lucky’s father stopped crying and turned his head around to see the two men standing behind him with their guns pointed directly down at him. “Shut the hell up” the one man said. Lucky’s father looked at them both and as he started to say something the two gunmen opened fire on him. He was hit in the head, neck, face, torso, and even arms. There was a total of 24 shots fired, all of which hit their intended target.

All the ruckus alerted the neighbors next door who ended up calling 911 and alerting the police. Before the two men could escape police surrounded the house with their guns drawn. They ordered the two men to surrender to police, but the assailants had other plans. After an intense standoff and gunfight the two assailants was pronounced dead as they laid dead in the back yard, riddled with bullets.

Lucky Luciano was tracked down by the authorities who would inform him of his parents demise. It was then that Lucky went from a 13 year old innocent boy, to a 13 year old boy who had to grow up quick. Lucky was taken in by his best friends parents where he would stay until he turned 16.

Looking for work so he could save up money and get his very first vehicle, Lucky Luciano would meet a man who had moved into his parents home. The man helped Lucky get a job working for the local trash company. The man also worked there as a truck driver.

Lucky worked at the trash company for a total of 3 years. It was at the age of 19 when Lucky would meet a co-worker who he had a lot in common with. The two dudes became really good friends and it turned out this guy wasn’t just any old ordinary person. He turned out to be related to a made man of a local notorious crime family.

Lucky would end up meeting this made man and long story short lucky found himself a brand new job. This is when Lucky would get his first taste of the organized crime world. Although he was new to “this thing of ours” Lucky seemed to fit in perfectly and became known as a skillful earner for the family.

Lucky learned a lot while being an associate. One thing he learned was that he would be destined for greatness. Deep down he knew he was a natural born leader and it wouldn’t take long before an opportunity would present itself. Realizing that if he continued on his current path he would end up in jail or even worse, dead. Just like all the others who ventured down the same path ended up.

The mafia family decided to offer Lucky a chance to become made. He reluctantly had to decline, he knew that if he accepted that offer he would be in the life and would never be able to leave. It’s blood in, blood out in this life, so the only way out would be to die. Of course he didn’t like this idea and felt like he was destined for greater things.

Lucky seen an opportunity in the United States Military. He said goodbye to his friends and family and joined the Marines. After his basic training he was stationed in Maryland, at Joint Base Andrews Naval Air Facility. It was there that Lucky honed his skills as a cold blooded killer even more than he did in the Mafia. He got promoted in rank and eventually he would be trained to be an effective and efficient leader.

Lucky would eventually apply to become a member of the elite special forces. His application was accepted and he was sent off to train and would eventually graduate top 5 in his class. After being accepted as a special forces black op Lucky would go on to attend sniper school.

Long story short Lucky would get the opportunity to become the leader of a special forces sniper squadron. Lucky continued to serve his country for another 5 years until one day he decided to take a break. He originally enlisted to serve 3 years, but then he signed on to serve another 3 years, making it a total of 6 years that he served.

When he finished his 6 years he decided to take a break, instead of signing on a third time. He thought he would take a little vacation and then return to the military where he would embrace a lifelong career as a military man and be eligible for early retirement.

It was during his vacation when Lucky decided to do the unthinkable. Somehow he found out that long ago the men who killed his family was hired by the mafia to kill his father. Apparently Lucky’s father had one bad vice and that was gambling. He borrowed money from a loan shark who was a made man in the Mafia. The time came for Lucky’s father to pay back all the money he owed and we’ll he didn’t have the money. They gave him a little more time to collect it and make a payment, but time ran out and he still couldn’t pay his debt. So the mob had no choice but to put a hit out on his head. So it was the Mafia behind the slaughter.

Lucky decided to revenge his family and get the justice that he and his parents deserve. It was at this time Lucky received an important phone call. A childhood friend of his was returning his phone call to find out why lucky was reaching out to him. The childhood friend was none other than Benny Noodles Jr., The first born son of the legendary Shadow of Death, Mr. Benny Noodles.

Lucky called to find out info on who it was that ordered the hit. After finding out that those responsible was already dead lucky felt like he still needed to do something to somebody.
It bothered him a lot because apparently the Mafia family behind his parents murder was none other than the same exact Mafia family that he was once an associate of. Knowing this fact really bothered Lucky. He couldn’t really believe it, but it was the gods honest truth and his best friend Jr. Was the one informing him about it. If anyone knew the truth it would definitely be Jr.

Lucky and Benny Jr. talked for what seemed like hours over the phone. Eventually Benny Noodles Sr. told his son Jr. to tell lucky that he should come and help them, and in doing so he would become the new ruler of the American Mafia underworld. They had a handful of powerful Mafia figures that needed to die before Lucky could become the top dawg, establishing the new world order of AM.

So Lucky then decided that sounded like a really good idea and plan. He accepted the invite to join forces and went on a killing spree, using his sniper skills to shoot his targets in the head, killing them, and making it as quick and painless as possible. It was during this killing frenzy that Mr. Benny Sr. had finally passed away from old age. Leaving only Benny Jr. to carry on the families legacy.

Lucky Luciano & Benny Noodles Jr. established the American mafias new world order immediately after all the smoke settled. It took about a week to finish setting everything up and making everything official. Now it’s the present day and all we can do now is continue to pay attention to Mr. Lucky and watch his legacy continue. Long Live Lucky Luciano and the NWO. Cheers to this new age, the authentic age. The Authentic Age/Era will be known for how realistic and authentic this thing of ours is. The Mafia way of life these days, “This Thing Of Ours” is as real as it gets. So buckle your seatbelt, sit back, shut up, and welcome to the authentic age of American Mafia.

Dark Ages – Legendary Loss Of Life

There has been a huge loss of life! Many high-profile American Mafia legends have been slain. Police have zero leads so far but they merge the public to come forward with any info by contacting crime stoppers.

Word on the street is a man by the name of Lucky Luciano has made his presence known by showing up on the streets of AM. He showed up with the oldest son of the late and great Benny Noodles. With his recent passing, we have had sources come forward with info regarding the AM Underworld. sources said that the word on the street is that luck has come to America to finally establish some order around here.

Lucky Luciano is from the old country and has traveled to America in search of the American dream! His goal is to build a commission that would rule over the underworld. Consisting of the top five strongest faction leaders, the commission will be the governing body of the American Mafia, with the AM Supreme High Council acting as the commission’s high court.

We have to admit this does sound like good news and would explain the recent current events that happened. There was a total of 17 American Mafia Legends slain this last week. It would make sense that a power struggle happened and the winner must have taken control of the underworld. This explains a lot actually and we have to say this has to be the truth behind what’s been going on in the organized crime world.

Top figures and legends such as The Joker, Royce Gambino, Mickie-Fratesi, Gunnz Lucchese, Mr_Diabolik, Boyesey_Barzini, Scarface Camonte, Joey-Ravioli, Al_Zapponi, Mr Crowe, Don_Drew_Reynolds, The-Dubliner, -The-Game-, Taiga, and Little Joe have all perished this week. All we can say is that Mr. lucky has been declared the new ruler of the AM Underworld and has started building his new world order.

Our sources tell us that Lucky Luciano & Benny Noodles Jr. has established the new world order as of March 1st, 2022. They established the American Mafia Supreme High Council, which is the supreme high court of the A.M. Commission. The commission is the governing body of AM, and consists of the top five strongest faction leaders of AM. That means the commission can only have 5 members/commissioners total.

The Commission will supervise the AM Underworld and maintain order. The High Council supervises and advises the AM Commission and consists of at least 7 members/chairmen. The council’s purpose is to make sure that the AM Commission reigns supreme over AM for all eternity. They are guardians in a sense and can help facilitate the transfer of power if, or when it happens between the commissioners and their opposition.

Our sources also detailed a few of the killings to us which pretty much told us who the killer ultimately was. We realized that one man was responsible for all 17 deaths. He was none other than Lucky Luciano. He made the move to establish his rule over AM and cement his legacy. He will forever be remembered as the one who started this thing of ours in this new age/era of AM. All who come after will look back at the man who came before and when they do they will see Mr. Lucky Luciano, the founder of the AM Supreme High Council & A.M. Commission.

Our source told us about the death of Royce Gambino. It was in his family compound in the early morning of February. The killer specialized in stealth so he snuck in past the guards, slowly walked up to Royce’s master bedroom. There lucky stood just a few feet from Royce, watching him sleep. He slowly walked up to him and whispered “gotcha” and he squeezed that 9mm with a silencer so soft his bodyguards had no idea.

Some would say what he accomplished wasn’t thinkable, nobody would ever imagine it could ever be done. Later that morning The bodyguards were shocked to see their boss, their godfather dead, soaked in a puddle of his blood. They immediately got a hold of The Joker and informed him of Royce’s death. He was livid and he vowed to get revenge against lucky. Lucky is always two steps ahead however and was ready for any retaliation as he vowed to take out the Arkham Asylum.

It wasn’t long after that Lucky caught up to The Joker and did him the same way he did his right-hand man Royce Gambino. After putting everyone down Lucky began to build up. After building his new world order he opened the doors to anyone who wanted a piece of the action. The underworld under Luckys regime’s reign looks promising, offering growth and advancement.

Mr. Lucky Luciano welcomes everyone to the new era. He is welcoming any and all Mafia bosses to contact him to apply for a seat at the big table. There are seats available at the commission’s table as well as the high council’s table. Just know that the council only accepts former ruling kingpins of the American Mafia. If you haven’t ruled AM before then you haven’t earned the right to sit at the high council’s table. The commission welcomes the top five strongest faction leaders. Contact Mr. Lucky Luciano if interested.

We can only hope that the killing is over and that no innocent people get hurt. So far there haven’t been any innocent casualties. We can only hope that things remain this way. This has been the AM Times saying to all of our reporters and employees out there in the field, to please be careful, and stay safe. Thank you, America, have a nice day!

Dark Ages Of A.M. (Pandemic Pandemonium)

Millions of people lost their lives this year and last year in what’s being called the worst pandemic in ages. From September 15th, 2020 to March 20th, 2022 there were no news articles or any events recorded in the history books. This period in the AM timeline is known as “The Dark Ages” of AM. This is a mysterious era of the American Mafia due to so many things being unknown.

Apparently, the main reason behind the dark ages of AM happening was the Covid-19 pandemic. The Coronavirus (Covid-19) originated in China and found its way to the United States. Americans fell victim to this silent killer by the millions. The government decided to do mask & vaccine mandates, requiring everyone to get vaccinated and have masks on.

The economy almost shut down because everyone had to stay inside all of last year. This caused major mental and physical health issues for many people, especially those with mental illnesses. The crime rate skyrocketed as well as the murder rate. The murder rate quadrupled between last year and this year. Unemployment is at its highest level ever since the mandates caused many to quit or get fired.

The pandemic was the main reason behind the cause of the dark ages of AM. The Covid 19 pandemic caused millions of deaths worldwide and was something the world will never forget. Shortly after the virus struck is when the world plunged into total darkness. Mafia figures decided to use this time to strike. They killed many reporters and journalists in the media business which caused the media to shut down due to lack of employees. The mafia covered up the killings and made the deaths look like they was covid related. Nobody knew anything different, eventually there was no news or anything on television due to everyone getting sick, getting fired, or quitting their jobs. There was only a radio broadcast station the government used to speak to the nation.

Things begun to change for the better about three quarters of the way through the pandemic in what’s called, the endemic stages. People returned to normal living with the recent vaccines and booster shots hitting the streets. Immunity had risen tremendously over the course of a year. Such a short period of time told scientists that it would take no time to build antibodies to the virus and all various versions of that virus where the virus went through a mutation and formed a more dangerous version of the virus. As the mutations happen the virus has begun to weaken and fizzle out. This gives us all hope as we can finally kiss the virus goodbye and get back to life as we know it.

The A.M. News Corporation 🌐 was founded by Mr. Benny Noodles & Tony Tusco mostly. Before he was founder of the AM News Corp. Benny was once a reputed crime lord of AM. He ruled AM multiple times. He was a contract killer before all of that. He went on to do great and honorable things.

Benny retired from the life and decided to join politics. He became Chairmen of the Republican National Committee aka “Republican Party” and won the presidential election of 2020. He won a second term and eventually after he was done serving as the president of the United States he decided to finally relax, enjoy his retirement, and retire for good.

After a year of being retired Mr. Benny had gotten sick. He had loved reading the paper, he looked forward to the weekly AM Times. It was halfway through the pandemic when the news paper stopped coming. Mr. Benny had eventually contracted the virus. Unfortunately by this time the world had fallen into darkness. Benny decided before he died that he would add more to his legacy by getting his oldest son Benny Jr., to help him with his last project. Benny Jr. knew the perfect man for the job, his childhood friend Tony T. Tony agreed to help him and his father build a new media corporation known as the American Mafia news Corporation.

Benny Sr. funded the project and since Tony was in school for journalism and it was his specialty it was only right that T would be the CEO. Benny Sr. originally wanted his son to take the position but his son had other plans. He informed his father that he would be assuming the mantle of his crime empire, the Noodles Crime Family Empire that his father spent a lifetime building and leading. However Benny Jr. wanted to build a legacy of his own and not just follow in his father’s footsteps. So Benny Jr. Informed his father that he would become the leader of the Shadow Administration. He would build this secret society in honor of his father’s legacy.

Benny Sr. warned both men of how dangerous the streets of AM was. Despite them reassuring him everything would be okay Benny Sr. decided to make a phone call to an old friend and partner in crime. He called in a favor from his mentors mentor, the legendary Don Vito Corleone. Vito informed Benny that he would send someone to help him. The very next day a man showed up to the retirement home.

It was a man by the name of Lucky Luciano. He was the man that Vito had sent. Benny Sr. informed lucky about everything that had happened and the current situation that was going on. Benny wasn’t happy about how disorderly AM had become with there being no real true order or hiarchy anymore. The streets just had varmints and trash roaming around them.

Anyone who was somebody had either died or ended up in prison. A few VIPs was still around and was probably the reason folks had been running around crazy with no real direction. Benny wanted someone to bring order to the streets again. He told Lucky about how he had once controlled the streets, not once, not twice, but three different times in his lifetime.

Lucky enjoyed Benny’s stories and learned a few things from the wisdom he bestowed onto him. Lucky decided he would honor the old mans wishes since he was an old school mafioso that he could admire. Lucky wanted to leave a legacy as well so he also decided to do Benny Sr. an extra favor and look out for his son.

Benny passed away on his death bed the next morning. Lucky Luciano and Benny Noodles Jr. made sure to hold a huge funeral service for him in his hometown of Baltimore, Maryland. The whole city came out for the service. It was a sad but inspiring day, both lucky and Benny Jr. decided to cut things short and get to work. It wasn’t long after Benny’s funeral that his ideas and plans started to come to life.

Despite his death happening during the dark ages, Benny’s son and Lucky would see to it that the first news paper would be a tribute to his life & death. The history books and newspapers are officially back!

Benny Sr. was buried in a huge royal tomb. A statue and monument of him was erected at the inner harbor, in downtown Baltimore City, Maryland, his hometown and birthplace.

He is known for putting Baltimore, Maryland on the map and building the biggest, strongest, and most dangerous criminal organization in the history of Baltimore City, Maryland. He was also the first official ruling Godfather/Kingpin of Maryland. R.I.P. to Mr. Benny Noodles, He is lost, but not forgotten.

The Union – Striking Out

The Commission Compound, Nevada

“Find him, now. Khaos doesn’t leave here alive, and find those two traitorous bastards…do you understand LaRocca?

Her right hand nodded and she knew that it was time, Liliana was not going to stand by and allow this to happen. Her Sicilian mob would not be standing traitors and people who tried to push them out, with a snap of her fingers, they stormed the compound, and yet they were not prepared for what awaited them…

Dozens of guards fired at them and they were outnumbered, yet Liliana already knowing that there were plenty more guards around them decided to toss a grenade into the compound and she knew it would have killed a few people. She and her men stormed in, already firing upon the guards who remained, deciding that this battle was worth more than a simple few guards.

“Khaos! We can end this now! Come out and face me like a man or does Taiga have your balls in her purse as they say!?”

She tried goading him, she wanted him to lose it and only got more gunfire from his guards in response. She felt ready to die today but she knew that was not going to be happening, with LaRocca and his guys finding another way in, there would be a time for her to kill the Godfather in another moment. For right now, she wanted him dead….she wanted every single piece of him gone from existence.

And so she did it, she loosed a few more bombs and they would find their mark. It was carnage and yet the man she wanted was not out here, he was hiding inside this dump. Without another word, she motioned for her guys to fan out. Time to end this little farce of a regime, with a grin stretching out upon her lips…..

She shot a few more bullets and she heard the dying groans of the commission guards around her, the way she felt the power seep into her bones was something she would never get tired of. Her brother really needed to get his head out of his ass, ever since he finds out about his….puppy eyed crush of a woman, he had been something of a wreck. She hoped she could find something to give him, this life was it. Fanta or Sona or whatever the heck her name was, she did not need to be something he kept his love for.

She tore herself away from that memory, her brother was safe for right now. He would not be safe from that retaliation if Khaos survived, she stepped through and came upon the meeting room, at gunpoint was her favored LaRocca. His men had been killed as Khaos stood with his .44 in hand and she knew that he would not hesitate to fire that her way. She stood, silent and observing.

“I thought that we had an understanding, Liliana. Your family was once a dear friend to Insanity and Spaceman. They were our allies, yet here I stand and you wished for a fuckin’ war. You have no idea what you’ve done right now, I don’t have the means to even see you as a threat to me. I’m giving you one chance, release your control of the Sicilian Mob, now.”

A smirk twitched at the corners of her lips as soon enough, she herself raised her gun and shot LaRocca herself. He fell dead and before any one of them could even ask a question, she simply shrugged her shoulders.

“I know you Khaos, it’s going to be war and I know what happens next. Death or fleeing the country…let’s see what happens shall we?”

Khaos wasted no time, immediately firing at her as she dove for cover…her men finding her predicament had started covering for her exit. Little did they know that their boss was escaping, forgetting about them and focusing on herself only as she had plans to make…

FUCK! The Commission was going to be a thorn in her side before she could truly make plans to take over and bring the bastard Khaos to die with a bullet in his dome…

Liliana had arrived at her car, she met eyes with Khaos as he watched her from the window. He did not smirk, he simply nodded and that was when she knew…..

This was far from over.

The Union – The Things We’ve Done

The Commission Compound, Nevada

“Listen, K, we’ve all been through this. She’s not right for us or the chosen society, what she has planned is close to terrorism and that is not something I would want for you or your beautiful wife. We both know that Taiga and this life…don’t mix, she’s a lawyer, she donates to charity, real ones too. We want all parties safe and for this to happen, we need reassurance that our faction is left alone in the war to come.”

A smirk played on the lips of Khaos, his lover was one of the many things people tried to figure out. Whether she was a knowing figure within the world of organized crime or simply someone who stood behind their man. Yet he knew what she really did, she was his guidance, and sometimes when the time grew for a hand of violence, it came from her. He was peaceful to a limit, they both knew that.

There was a rumor in the underworld, one that he had heard in one of the former bars of an Irish gangster. Stating that: “That fuck Khaos, he’s too much of a pussy to face Corleone upfront. His wife is the one that planned Vito’s murder…”

And so it went on, of course with the business at hand and the way it seemed far-fetched coming from an Irish Gangster, people believed two tales about the Right Hand of Khaos. Whether she was someone who held the interests of the world or her family was one that many people wished to question, this was one that nobody could truly question, the way it shaped their society was a funny one, to say the least.

“My wife is someone that has no part in the Sicilian Mob and neither do I. To conquer and decimate it would not be in the interests of The Commission or the Rulings Panel. Liliana Pavanno is many things. She is a leader, a skilled tactician, and brave beyond her years. Yet she lacks one thing that my wife does, a guiding hand.”

The two bosses in the Sicilian Mob nodded as it came clear that they had the okay with being left alone in the coming war. Yet before they could truly say their cheers, wishing him well in what was to come, the sounds of screeching tires from outside brought their attention elsewhere.


And a whistle was all that was heard before agonizing screams came from outside echoing throughout the Commission compound. An attack on a boss was brave but someone of Khaos’ position? That was asking for the war of all ages, this was going to backfire upon the Sicilian Mob with nothing but the pure and unforgiving power of the Commission along with its allies in the current climate of the American Mafia, yet currently, if he died, it would end the war before it began.

Is the Commission about to end?

Find out…

The Union – A Plan

The Republic Social Club, Nevada.

“He didn’t go for it and I have a feeling that he would never go for it, ever. He believes in his world of being the one to bring the American Mafia back from the brink, he wants to save it from itself and what it could possibly become under a tyrannical leader. He doesn’t see himself in that way, he wishes to be someone that he is not. A leader, a Godfather and someone to bring the renaissance into the American Mafia. That is not going to be happening.”

That cruel smirk that lit up her features was something that many of the people surrounding her found cruel, unforgiving and very mean. It was something that most people would run in fear from, Liliana was ready to burn them to the ground if it meant getting rid of her opposition, that was the part that scared them and made her rise up in the form of the Boss of all Bosses.

She could and would take risks, she would desire the loyalty of all her associates if it meant that they would do anything to secure the assured destruction of their enemies. She was the leader that they needed in this time and age, it was not the moment where Barzini’s ruled with an Iron Fist or where Corleone’s rose from the ashes and became a truly dominant force. It was moments like this that reminded people where mobsters got their balls and their word from.

“The Ruling Panel or whatever High Council it is called will be brought in and destroyed. I do not care what it takes but when I say that this business is taking precedence, I mean that and it is not a simple word or a little meaning that takes no bearing on what we, the Sicilian Mob, wish for. The Ruling Panel will be brought down, they will be made to submit because they are not of the noble and true blood that I was brought into this life for, from this day, the Ruling Panel and its allies are our enemies.”

At the bold declaration, everyone looked at her, the way her bodyguards stood at her side. Many of them wished differently, many of them knew that leaving her alone would result in their own deaths at her hands. So they would do what they did best, they would plot and eventually rise up to take this bitch out, cause no way were they going to fight when peace and picking them apart from the inside was an option for all parties involved.

To say that Liliana was surprised when many of them didn’t rise up and leave would have been wrong. She was not, she knew the game and she knew that her name held much weight. She was the granddaughter of ‘Old Man’ Pavanno who governed the commission, she was ready for the threats to her reign as a leader, always.

The Union – The States

Michael’s Cafe, New York

“What you’re offering me is not a way of business that I would wish to move forward with. It would never be something that I could approach and do after everything that I have set up that is to come in the future. I was a made guy out of a nowhere town, I hail from Nevada and it is my place of birth, so no. I will not be leaving under any circumstances, I can tell you that, for free.”

Khaos sipped his mug of coffee, leaning back as he knew that Liliana Pavanno was a lawyer and a higher-up in the Sicilian Mob. She was someone that everyone answered to as Capo Di Tutti Capi. Of course, in the states, it would not be recognized and he would be damned if it was going to be happening here with him.

“My brother Salvatore never heard of you, it almost seemed like you were in two different places. So when we hear that someone has taken our interest in America and has risen up from many names, being known as a man of peace. It takes me by surprise that you had Vincent Valentine kill the DeMeo’s, it has me taken by surprise when Royce Gambino, hitman, and leader of Murder Inc, is your Enforcer and close personal advisor in your regime. You seemingly resemble that of Al Zapponi when he had Royce as an Enforcer of his will, the change.”

Khaos hummed, he had read over former journals from his bloodline and he knew that when things came down to it, Royce Gambino was a man who played many roles in destroying and bringing down a number of empires with his strategy and ‘dread’ alone. He was a feared man.

“Your brother is a man that lacks my way of remaining under the radar, while he was playing resident loudmouth. I played a game of observance and what I saw was horrendous, it was very much different then and when a sudden illness struck the land. Killing a good dozen and many associates of our life, I had to step in, I came back and rose up in the name of Khaos. Soon after, I was shot by Vito Corleone as you know. Here I am now, a powerful Godfather and leader of the new world. I think I did well.”

Humming to herself, she knew that catching Khaos is one of these true moments was something that she didn’t really expect. With a cautious hum, she didn’t do anything for a single moment, she just watched him and they both knew that this wasn’t going to be a peaceful time. a moment where all the businesses and organizations could come together. Form into one peaceful regime, no, it was time for an action plan, it just depended on who would launch first.

“Well, I see that this was a moment wasted Khaos. It seems that we could not agree…”

The Union – A Meeting of the Old Country

Unknown Location, late at night.

“We’ve sat by and allowed the man known as Khaos to gather his power and become something out of our control. From the times of the AMFU, Outfit, even the NCS. We had a hand, without them even knowing it and now we have them not following our advice or rules. It is time we change that, from this day forward, the Ruling Panel inside the states is our enemy and a threat to the chosen society and we must stamp it out before it grows out of our control.”

A random Mobster spoke, a cigar rolling between his fingers as he decided that this was going to be the best for all the parties involved. It was time to get out there and begin a reshuffling of their organization, starting with Khaos, Shadow, Royce, and Gunnz. Three of those people were enemies for a long time, only to now come together again!? That was bullshit on all their parts, it was not going to be good enough for them.

“I’ve spoken with Khaos, he’s in charge and does not seem to be a figurehead like former mob bosses for the American Mafia Regime. A council, a ruling panel, a high council, I don’t give a flying fucking rat’s ass what it wants to be called. This is not the chosen society and how we do things, my great-great-grandfather died for this business we call our livelihood. La Cosa Nostra is a secret, the way Khaos is out here in these suits and putting on a show, it isn’t right and one thing I will not support.”

Surprisingly, it was the well-known leader of this faction, Liliana Pavanno, who spoke. Her voice was heard by all the men as she leaned forward, her eyes boring into those he did not wish to listen to the opinion of a woman, one that they would all have to listen to soon enough, It was well known that the Pavanno’s were the toughest and out of every single mobster, were the ones who still kept to the code.

“What Khaos is proposing goes back to the days of the Gotti-Gambino regime, something that I will not allow. We have taken our businesses elsewhere, we have consolidated power within England, Ukraine, Russia, and Asia. We have influences everywhere and yet we have been pushed out by the likes of Benny Noodles, Michael Corleone, Royce Gambino, LeftyTwoGunz, Mickie Fratesi, Al Zapponi, and lastly, Khaos. These men took power by any means, intrigue, brute force, connections, and business. They consolidated that power by having the backing of their subsidiaries and took over the united states without another single body being dropped in their era.”

And no one could deny her words, they had taken and consolidated power elsewhere with plenty of means. They had done business, yet America was now out of their control. Perhaps the other factions were right, it was time…

The Day It Came Together – Vito’s Last Stand

Las Vegas, Nevada – The Buggz Hotel, Early Afternoon.

Sometime between August 11th and August 21st

It is often recalled that the moment where a Regime Leader, a boss of all bosses calls for the heads of all the major families that he is powerful, he is the one with the biggest gun, the one who could deal without blinking. Yet when Leo Spaceman did not, he was not that, he was simply, A Boss. Not The Boss, yet they came to him and they regarded him with some respect. It was like the calling of the Five Families, all of them came together as he sat in his chair, his advisor, Vincent Valentine standing behind him with Taiga sitting at his side.

From Rhode Island came the Lucchese Crime Family, Gunnz Luchesse sat there watching the other men with a modicum amount of respect and Spacey knew that was the best he could from the man, they had barely known each other. Regardless if he had been a relative of Jigzz Barzini, once the Street Boss and a Head Capo with the main Barzini Empire.

From New York came Murder Inc, Royce Gambino was a man of power and it was no doubt that a majority of the room knew the other. It was very clear that this was going to be a completely different kind of society, Royce seemed to have mellowed his age, yet he still had the same calm look on his face and you would think, he was not a killer. Simply a regular businessman, yet the look in his eyes, the age in them, it was clear that he had worked hard to get where he was.

From Illinois came La Stidda, Diabolik had heeded the call and decided to come in support of his friend, yet it was a rumor that he would drop his banner and decide work under Spacey as a Chairman. It was not decided yet but from the rumors of the Underworld, it seemed to be true and it was very clear that he was feeling a bit weary with all these men from all the cities coming forward.

A Maryland mobster had come in to represent Shadow, better known as Benny Noodles. It was okay with Spacey as he knew Benny and would be ready for the man to return to the honored society eventually and maybe that day would bring about a lasting peace between all the factions.

“You know why I called you here, all of us, every single one of us has felt the annoyance and somewhat powerful shove from the man calling himself Vito Corleone. We knew him as Bonnie at one point, a rogue who decided to become a once in a lifetime delusional bastard. Here we have seen his sheer fuckery, we have seen him have chance after chance, he fucked it up more times than Jiggz Barzini did once upon a time.”

Royce and Gunnz, along with Spacey shared a brief chuckle while the rest of the parties involved simply waited for him to continue as they knew that this was not a laughing matter but simply a brief pause to go into his reasoning behind calling them all here.

“We know that he has killed some of your best associates, we know that he has done heinous things to the pillars of the American Mafia. That is no longer going to be acceptable, Vito Corleone and his bloodline are no longer welcome to our society. They are going to be driven out for the damage and the violence that it has wrought on us over the years.”

To say that some of the parties here at the moment were surprised would be wrong, some of them were smiling that finally, someone did it, that they were truly and ready to drive Vito out. Chance after chance and he continued to be a nuisance, it was time that his actions had consequences.

“From this day forward, Vito Corleone, his associates, and allies, along with businesses will be ripped from the soil of our society. Wherever he may be hiding out, he will be killed and he will be given the worst punishment that the American Mafia can think of.”

He raised his glass in cheers to all of them, thanking many of them for coming out here today. It was the truth of the matter. It was finally time, Vito would no longer be welcomed onto these streets.

The DeMeo Meeting

What happens next?

Las Vegas, Nevada – The Commission Compound, late at night.

Sometime between the 11th of 21st of August

“So…Vince, you wanna tell me what happened?”

He was calm with his Left-Hand, the man that had been beside him for a while now and had become something of a Don in his own right. He was someone that earned that right, taking businesses left right and center. He was at the top of their crew currently, with everyone fighting a war, he and Dite had huddled together and mounted an offensive, it was a stroke of genius.

“My guys, they told me that it was the Pavanno’s, they set you up and so the DeMeo’s believing that they could become a bigger power. A threat to those like Diabolik, Vallo, and maybe, Royce Gambino that taking you out would strengthen the way there. Like one big domino effect…that’s what I was told and how I saw it, brother.”

Turning to his wife, he could see that she nodded the same, they thought it was the Pavanno’s and how Vito who was surprisingly out of The Bahamas was not even available. Someone who said he wished to see change had killed without remorse, it was laughable, he had been a fool and now it was time to change, everyone was going to be called and they were going to discuss the threat of Vito Corleone.

“Listen, Vito Corleone tried to kill me and I think succeeded in killing Ragnar, may he be dining in Valhalla as he wished. In other words, Vito Corleone is a threat to not only us but to any regime that may take over once I am truly done with this society. If that comes to a point, for right now, Vito believes he is in control…that he has something about his sleeve and that is the power of surprise.”

Without even knowing it, Dite had placed her hand on his forearm and he smiled at her as he scratched his stubble. Believing that this was a moment where he needed that comfort of his wife. She was right, he did, currently, he was in a world with bigger sharks than he was right now. Diabolik was someone who was vocal with his dislike of this, he should have listened at that moment.

“Phone our contacts, from here to New York to anywhere. We’ll be finding out where he is, what he is planning, and how we stop him. He is not going to be getting away with this.”

As for the recent conflicts, the battle with DeMeo was going to be cast aside for now. The Union would be dealt with on his terms and they would not be dictating his control over the American Mafia for the next few months.

Sighing, he stood from his seat, moving to get himself a glass of water as he raised it in cheers towards his associates. It was going to be a long day.

The Clean-Up and The Union

Las Vegas, Nevada – Tony’s Bistro

Sometime between the 11th and 21st of August

“The business at hand my friend, your guys have killed two leaders of the DeMeo faction. Hailing himself the Destroyer of the DeMeo family. It can’t be so public! We have rules and that means the feds, the Governors, and for fuck sake! The President of the United States doesn’t know of our existence. We are a society of the chosen and having him doing that, puts a bad name on who and what we do in this world. Do you understand that, Leo?”

The bossman dressed in his usual attire now which consisted of a blue jacket, jeans, and a Boonie hat. He didn’t even look a powerful Big Boss, he simply looked a nut off the street, like Vincent ‘The Chin’ Gigante. One of the idiots who actually led the way of life for a long time after the downfall of John Gotti and the then Gambino Family…

“I understand and the ways have changed, the feds are going to take one look at us and think, okay, they’re mobsters but we’re not out here announcing our intentions. When we do, they’ll know and it isn’t because we killed a mass group of fifteen mobsters in one go like Al Capone. There will be no massacres, the way of our life has changed many times over and the Union needs to stay where they are.”

Scoffing, the man now leaned forward, bringing one of the Commission guards to slowly inch his hand towards his pocket. Watching the man carefully, approaching a boss, regardless of position was not seen as something that people did with ease or allowed at times.

“Listen here, Leo. We’ve been doing this a lot longer than you, we’ve survived the Corleone’s, Barzini’s, Fratesi’s, and the odd little arse trying to make something of himself and his crew. The Union has dictated the rules in this life for over a century and we are not going to have you fucking that up! So, get Valentine to pull that off, otherwise…we’ll be having a different talk, the DeMeo’s are dead, we understand that. It can’t be public that an Organized group such as yourself was…involved.”

With a small sigh, Leo ‘Spacey’ Spaceman leaned forward and gave the man a small pat on his cheek. His eyes holding that ‘one more demand and you’re dead look’ and it was easy to see that he was making sure he got that through. Motioning for the waitress to bring the check as he stood from his seat.

“Ray, you and your boys got nothing to worry about, our keep my boys occupied for now, alright? Don’t think I don’t understand the way of life or how you’ve been holding it down for the past few years when a lot of our guys were out of the picture. Now we’re in control and we are looking to consolidate our power, if a few eggs need to be cracked for that to happen, then you know that is the way our life goes.”

Without another word, The Commission stepped out into the sunny state, they were in Vegas and it seemed like Vincent’s handy work had gotten their attention. He sighed, at least knowing the involvement of his other associate was kept hush, for now, no one was finding out about that for right now. With a small sigh, he stepped into the Cadillac and told his driver to head to his compound.

“We gotta handle this, you know that?”

A small nod was all it took for Spacey to know that The Union was going to be a problem for them in the future.

Corleone Commission War Part III

The AM Times:: Corleone-Commission War – Day One – Part III

Our Lady of Fringilla’s Hospital: Las Vegas, Nevada.

“It’s days like this brother that I wonder what the heck you’re doing….”

A smoke between his lips, his eyes cloudy as his body was aching, Ares found himself talking to Michael Lantegella, he was a made man for the former Philadelphia Mob, he was here on business and now seeing his friend in the hospital woke him up a little. This war had been raging a day, yet it seemed to be a lot of shit that had everyone on both sides ready for the blood to come out, Mikey had already informed him of the plans that Vincent had enacted, bringing hellfire onto the DeMeo organization who responded in kind, his empire was already fighting back in his name and he would need to do something.

“Trust me, I feel the same. Their good people, Philly, New York, Chicago, or whoever is running your little commission does not need to get involved. Trust me on that, we have the control here. Nevada is our piece here and we won’t let Leo or those other assholes take what we have worked for here. Ya get that Mikey?”

Shrugging, the made guy knew when he was beaten but he also knew when Ares needed a good smack up the head. His wife was in the islands probably enjoying a nice dip believing he was dead while Vincent waged war in his name…it was good for them to know he was alive, that his morale was going to be up at the very least.

“Your guys are terrifying I’ll say that they walked into some states and controlled it like bosses. Dite controls shit from here too…it’s scary I’ll give you that. Yet what I want to know, what the Union wants to know, what do you plan to do about our Vito problem? He’s bad business for all of us and he holds too much power, we would have contacted a few members from the Old Country but they’ve been hesitant in answering the call.”

They both knew what that meant and it was a shame, those guys had once been apart of this society, yet they would see it burn for nothing because Vito was a man who believed himself grand emperor or however he spelled Godfather in his autobiography. He seemed foolish and the opposite of what the honored society would require in a leader.

“He will be dealt with if the correct lines are followed then Dite will be discussing such a thing with Royce this very instance. This will not be something that the man himself takes easy, he wishes to return to the old ways as well…this is going to be something that I need Royce’s complete trust, I want him by my side, Murder Inc or not, the man has ruled his society over many regimes and has found himself being a trusted companion in many others…he is someone I wish to have on my side.”

Michael snorted, Royce was a man that everyone wished to have on the side, he was different, smarter even and that was something the Commission took notice with. Now it was just time to see if Royce was the man for the job, the doubt that he had in his mind was something but the smirk on his lips, the way Ares had that confidence was something different.

“He was a completely different beast….back then, still, with the look on your face. I think he’ll be able to handle the man the world has come to fear as a threat…”

A nod was all he got in response, maybe this was just the way it needed to be for right now, minimal involvement from the Union Families, maybe it would all be sorted by the members of a collected and unified American Mafia. As the days of The AMFU, It would be something brilliant and out of the blue but it would be truly a sight to witness and behold!

Little did either of them know, this little society of theirs was about to get rocked again as Vito would strikeout and the bells would soon toll for the DeMeo faction of this little war….things were falling into the place and it was a long way to go.