It had been roughly two weeks since notorious Sinaloa Cartel leader Chapo Guzman was killed by Angel of Death and Real Corelone, and his body finally made it back home to Sinaloa in Mexico to be buried. There was a massive turnout at Chapo’s funeral and all the Five Family bosses as well as other underworld royalty were present except of course the Corleone Family bosses. Corleone instead chose to send a delegation of low level soldiers to the funeral, just so they can say they paid their respects.
In the two weeks since Chapo was killed, his protégé Frankie Calabrese, Boss of the Calabrese Crime Family, nearly went to war with the Corleone Crime Family. War was averted at the last minute when a sit down was called by LeftyTwoGunz and both factions were able to come to a mutual agreement to leave the incident in the past. The agreement consisted of a large sum of money being paid to Calabrese in return for peace. Once the money was delivered most thought that there would be no further bloodshed with Frankie agreeing to peace. They couldn’t have been more wrong, however Frankie would not be the one to break this peace. The Corleone Crime Family had been completely blindsided by the bloodshed and the unexpected source that caused it.
Back at Chapo’s funeral, Chapo’s son Xinjection could not take his eyes off of the Corleone delegation. He was already mad enough that his father was killed, but the obvious slight of sending low level soldiers and not the bosses to pay their respects put him over the top. In attendance at the funeral as well was Corleone Crime Family member Melvin Purvis, who was a distant cousin to Chapo Guzman. After the ceremony concluded Xinjection made his way over to Melvin and started venting his frustrations about the situation. “I can’t believe the cojones on these guys! Not only do they kill my father for no reason, they aren’t even man enough to show up to personally pay their respect!” Melvin felt the same as Xinjection and replied, “I know man. Since these guys killed your dad I’ve been distancing myself from them. They’re reckless and think they can do whatever they want without any repercussions.” Xinjection nodded in agreement and said, “Well why don’t we show them what happens when they mess with the Cartel?” “Let’s do it!” Melvin replied.
The plan the two men had hatched out would be a devastating blow to the Corleone Bosses. They knew that taking the bosses out would be the most logical response, however they wanted the bosses to feel the same frustration they were feeling and decided they were going to wipe out the family. On the plane ride from Mexico to the United States, Xinjection and Melvin went over a list of names of soldiers and capos of the Corleone Family and planned their attack. There were 11 names on their list, the most senior Corleone members. They also agreed they would not attack any other family, however, if anyone got in their way they would be killed as well.
When they landed in California it was late afternoon on August 3, 2014. It was exactly two weeks since Chapo’s murder and now there would be payback. The two men knew that several of the people on their list would be in the state, it was just a matter of tracking them down. Xinjection brought his gold plated Desert Eagles and an Uzi with him. Melvin was armed with a Tommy Gun, a .38 Special and a .44 Magnum. The two men had already made plans for a vehicle to be ready and waiting for them and sure enough, when they walked off the plane, there was a dark blue Chevy Impala waiting for them. The men loaded their weapons into the car and started on their way to find the people on their list.
First on the list was Clamenza. They knew Clamenza liked to hang out in the Southern California area around San Diego so they began their trek in SoCal just past the border to Mexico. They were roaming the streets for no more than a half hour when they drove past Luigi’s Italian Restaurant and saw Clamenza and Don Constantine exiting the building. “Perfect,” Xinjection said, “two birds with one stone.” Melvin laughed at their luck and told Xinjection to go down the street a little and turn the car around so they can get a better angle on the two men. As Xinjection turned the car around, neither Clamenza nor Don Constantine noticed the Chevy Impala carrying the two men creeping towards them. As the car came closer to the two men, Xinjection stopped the car and yelled out “My father sends his regards!”
Both Clamenza and Don Constantine were stopped in their tracks like a deer in headlights. Melvin raised his Tommy gun and Xinjection held up his two Desert Eagles and both men unloaded their guns on the two Corleone members. Melvin’s Tommy gun pierced through Clemenza like a knife through butter and killed him instantly with multiple shots to the chest. Don Constantine attempted to grab for his gun from under his coat, but Xinjection shot him in the shoulder which caused Don to be violently thrown backwards from the power of the bullet. Xinjection continued firing until both of his Desert Eagles were empty and Don Constantine laid dead on the floor riddled with .50 caliber bullets. Xinjection and Melvin quickly hopped back into their Impala and sped away from the scene.
“Wooohooo!! Got those bastards!” Xinjection yelled excitedly. “Well now there is no turning back buddy, lets finish this thing!” Melvin replied. Two of the Eleven people on the list were now crossed off, only nine left. Xinjection and Melvin began to head north towards Los Angeles where they knew OL FamRocca lived, and hoped they would have the same luck they had in San Diego. They were hoping that a few other people from their list would be in LA as well. It was nearly midnight when they pulled into the outskirts of Los Angeles and Xinjection asked Mevlin, “Where this guy live again?” “Compton,” Melvin replied, “apparently on top of being a Mafioso he thinks he’s some kind of street gangster too.” Both men laughed loudly at this and Xinjection followed the street signs to Compton. The two men pulled the Chevy up to the intersection of Florence and Normandie and found OL Roc standing on the corner selling drugs. There was many people on the street and Xinjection and Melvin had preferred not to be seen, however this may be their only chance at getting him so they went for it. As they pulled closer to OL Roc, Melvin leaned out the window of the car and began spraying bullets in the direction of OL Roc. OL Roc was hit 13 times in his back as well as the back of his head. He had turned to run from the gunfire but Melvin’s aim was too good and he got OL Roc before he could take more than five steps. When the bullet entered the back of OL Roc’s head he dropped like sack of potatoes. The rest of the people on the street scattered, however a few men began firing back. One bullet struck the trunk of the car as Xinjection sped away headed in the direction of Downtown LA.
“Damn man that was a close one!” Xinjection said. “Yea well at least we got him. That’s three down eight to go.” Melvin said calmly. They knew this wasn’t going to be an easy task, but so far they had killed 30% of their targets and it was not even midnight yet. “Alright man, I know there’s a few more of them here, but since this may be our last trip together wanna head to Vegas for the night and finish this tomorrow?” Xinjection asked Melvin. “Hell yea man! Let’s go party one last time!” Melvin excitedly replied. Xinjection was making his way through downtown Los Angeles in the direction of Interstate 15, when Melvin noticed Murphy MacMannus smoking a cigarette in his bathrobe outside a Sheraton Hotel. “Wow man, this has to be our lucky night,” Melvin said. “Yea I hope it carries over on the Black Jack table when we get to Vegas,” Xinjection joked. Xinjection drove the car around the block to come back around to get a good shot on Murphy. As he came around the corner, he saw Murphy had just dropped his cigarette and stomped it out and was starting to head back inside. He sped the car up, screeched to a halt and threw it in park and left it running. Xinjection hopped out of the driver’s seat and yelled, “Murphy!” Murphy hearing his name instinctively turned around and just as he did Xinjection fired his Desert Eagle. His shot went clean through Murphy’s head and Xinjection was back in the car driving away before Murphy’s body even hit the ground.
“Four down Seven to go,” Xinjection said. “Those will be my numbers tonight on the craps tables,” Melvin joked, “four and seven.” They finally made it to Interstate 15 and began the drive to Vegas. It would only take a few hours to get there, but with their adrenaline pumping the two men felt like they had made it there in mere minutes. Just as they were driving passed the “Welcome to Las Vegas” sign, they noticed a car broken down on the side of the road. It was a female who was by herself and she was visibly frustrated. The two men decided to pull over to help the woman. As they pulled up behind her car she looked in their direction, but was blinded by the headlights of the car.
“That’s Marissa Denaro!” Melvin exclaimed. “You got to be kidding me,” Xinjection said laughing. “Did these guys know we were coming and just wanted to make it easier?” Melvin joked. Laughing at the joke Xinjection stepped out of the car and asked Marissa, “What seems to be the problem?” Marissa not knowing who Xinjection was replied, “My damn battery died and you are the first car to stop, can you give me a jump?” As Marissa finished asking the question she had moved close enough to the car that she could now see the man sitting in the passenger seat. She recognized Melvin’s face immediately and became somewhat frightened. She had heard about the other Corleone members who had died a little bit earlier and put the pieces together and realized that Melvin must have turned on the family because he knew where all the members hung out. “You damn rat!” Marissa yelled at Melvin. Melvin then stepped out of the car and pulled out his .38 Special. He pointed it at Marissa and fired one shot at her chest. Marissa fell to the floor as the bullet struck her chest. She knew she had been gravely wounded but managed to work up enough strength to spit in the direction of Melvin, “You piece of garbage, I hope the boys tear you apart when they get ahold of you.” Marissa said to Melvin. “Yea, I don’t think they’re going to have the chance,” Melvin said just before he fired another shot into Marissa’s head killing her instantly.
Just as he fired the shot that killed Marissa another car sped up behind them. They didn’t realize but Marissa had called Rocco Tacetta, who was also in Las Vegas, to come help her. Rocco, having seen Melvin shoot Marissa, hopped out of his car guns blazing. Xinjection and Melvin ducked down between their car. “You filthy rat bastard!” Rocco yelled at Melvin. “How could you betray our family like this?!” Rocco continued. Xinjection and Melvin, still kneeling for cover behind the car, looked at each other and smiled. They found Rocco’s anger to be humorous. “Alright you ready to take this guy?” Melvin asked Xinjection. “Yea, I’ll pop out on this side you head out on that side.” Xinjection replied. On the count of three both men hopped out from behind the car. Xinjection came out on the driver side of the car guns blazing and Melvin popped up from behind the passenger side of the Impala firing his Tommy gun at Rocco. The quick move caught Rocco completely off guard. Rocco thought he had the two men pinned down, but he underestimated the men’s skill. Xinjection managed to shoot Rocco in both knees, causing Rocco to crumble to the floor in pain. Melvin, still firing in Rocco’s direction but not hitting his target, briefly stopped firing to readjust his aim. He now had Rocco in his sights and opened fire as he walked towards Rocco. Melvin emptied the drum into Rocco and by the time he finished firing, Rocco had been torn into several pieces. Melvin’s ruthlessness showed just how serious the two men were about exacting their revenge. Melvin and Xinjection casually walked back to the car, hopped in and made their way into Las Vegas to gamble and party one last time together.
The next morning the two men woke up after only a few hours of sleep and began the drive back to California. They only had five targets left and knew that Putin would be arriving at LAX a little bit later in the day. They made it to LAX just as Putin’s plane was landing. Being a low level soldier Putin did not have the luxury of a car waiting for him and had to rent his own car. Xinjection and Melvin knew this and were waiting for him in the car rental parking lot. They both had taken cover behind one of the rental cars in anticipation of Putin’s arrival in the lot. As Putin made his way to the Honda POS car he had rented, Melvin and Xinjection popped up from behind the rental car and opened fire. Putin didn’t even see it coming. Xinjection sprayed 20 bullets in Putin’s direction from his Uzi while Melvin fired several shots from his Tommy gun. Roughly 30-40 rounds tore through Putin’s flesh and by the time the men stopped firing Putin was an unrecognizable mound of blood and gore. Xinjection and Melvin quickly made it back to their Impala but before they could leave the airport Xinjection’s phone rang. It was xJokerx calling with a lead on the whereabouts of Rockey1, another person on the list. “What’s up Joker, where’s he hiding?” Xinjection asked. “He’s in Kansas boss, if you make it there fast enough you can still catch him.” Joker answered. “Sounds good,” Xinjection said and then hung up the phone.
Lady luck was still on Melvin and Xinjection’s side as they were already at the airport and just needed to board a plane. Luckily, Xinjection’s dad Chapo had his own fleet of jets and kept a couple at LAX in case of a situation such as this. The two men quickly made their way to one the jets and carried their guns hidden in their luggage to keep things less suspicious. They would finally have a chance to sleep for a little bit on their way to Kansas and both men dozed off as soon as they sat down aboard the private jet. Next thing they knew they heard the pilot come over the intercom informing them they were in Kansas already. “Wow that was quick,” Xinjection said to himself out loud. As the two men exited the plane they saw a Lincoln Continental waiting for them. They both loaded their bags containing their guns into the backseat of the car and hopped in and drove out of the airport. According to Joker’s info, Rockey1 was at a Corleone stash house just outside the airport. When the two men pulled up at the address Joker gave them. It was an old garage that looked like it hadn’t been used in years. It was completely silent and seemed as if no one was around. “Damn, did we miss him?” Melvin asked.
Just as he finished his sentence the sound of gunfire broke the silence and several shots came through the windshield of the car, narrowly missing both men. “Where’s he shooting from?!” Xinjection yelled out. “I can’t see him, I don’t know.” Melvin replied. The two men opened the doors to the car and crouched behind them for cover scanning every direction looking for Rockey1. The gunfire had stopped suddenly and the eerie silence returned. Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye Xinjection noticed movement in the window of the lobby portion of the garage. “Got him,” Xinjection said to Melvin gesturing in the direction of the garage lobby. Melvin turned his head in time to see Rockey1 pop into view in one of the windows. Rockey1 fired several more shots at the two men and this time he caught Melvin in the shin with a ricochet. “Dammit!!” Melvin yelled in pain. Both men now opened fire with their automatic weapons. Melvin with his Tommy gun and Xinjection with his Uzi. The bullets from their guns tore a gaping hole in the metal walls of the old garage. They could see through this hole that they had gotten Rockey1 but he was still moving inside. “Cover me,” Xinjection said to Melvin as he slowly crept up to the hole in the wall. When Xinjection was in place next to the hole he looked over to Melvin who gave him the thumbs up that Rockey1 was still on the ground and moving. Xinjection quickly leaned into the hole just enough to get a his gun and a visual on Rockey1. As soon as he saw Rockey1 lying severely injured on the ground he finished him off with a few more shots to the head from his Uzi. “Eight down, three to go,” Xinjection said to Melvin as he made his way back to the car. “You ok?” Xinjection asked Melvin, referring to the ricochet wound. “Yea it just nicked me, I’ll be alright.” Melvin replied.
They drove back to the airport and quickly boarded the jet to head back to California. When they landed in California, Melvin’s phone rang. It was one of his contacts who told him that Kalina Blackheart, wife of Real Corleone, was shopping in Beverly Hills. The informant also let him know that Mike Jones was with her, acting as her personal guard. The two men hopped into their Chevy Impala and sped off towards Beverly Hills. When they got to The Grove shopping center, they drove around the parking garage looking to see if they could recognize any of the cars. Sure enough as they made it to the third floor of the garage they spotted Mike Jones’s pimped out Cadillac. They backed the car a few spots down from Mike’s car and waited patiently for Mike and Kalina to show up. About three hours passed when finally in the distance they saw a man carrying a ton of shopping bags and a woman hastily walking in front of him. They immediately recognized that it was Kalina and Mike. They knew that since Mike was carrying all the bags they would be able to hit both of them before Mike could even grab for a weapon. They crept out of the car and ducked down behind the car that was parked next to them. Melvin had his Tommy gun loaded and ready and Xinjection had his trusty gold plated Desert Eagles. They waited until Mike and Kalina made it to Mike’s car and suddenly jumped out from behind the car and opened fire. Xinjection hit Kalina in the head and chest. The force of the bullet going through her head covered Mike’s face in brain matter. Mike was in a state of shock from the surprise attack and couldn’t even move enough to drop the bags. As he stood there holding all the bags, face covered in Kalina’s blood, Melvin shot him 15 times through the chest and torso. Mike fell to his knees dead. The weight of his body pulled him forward and he landed face first on the parking garage pavement, still with all the bags in his hands. Melvin and Xinjection quickly hopped into their Impala and sped away.
“Ten down one to go baby!!” Xinjection yelled in excitement. “Hell yea!”, screamed Melvin. He continued, “Now all we need is Joey Cortizi and our job is complete!” Both men knew that the word was now out and that a massive man hunt, led by the Corleone bosses Real Corleone and Angel of Death, was under way looking for them. They knew getting Joey would not be an easy task with everyone looking for them so they decided to split up and to give them better odds at finding Joey. “Listen man, I know Joey usually hangs out in Illinois or Colorado.” Melvin told Xinjection. “Ok well then I’ll head to Colorado and you get to Illinois.” Xinjection replied. The two men made their way back to LAX and before boarding separate jets gave each other a hug. “Listen if I don’t see you again, this has been fun and I appreciate you helping me avenge my father,” Xinjection said to Melvin, nearly choking up. “It’s been my honor.” said Melvin. Melvin boarded his jet and took off towards Illinois and Xinjection headed toward Colorado. There was one man left and their revenge would be finished.
When Xinjection landed in Colorado he quickly walked off the plane and got into a waiting SUV. The SUV sped away from the plane and was almost out of the airport when Xinjection spotted Joey walking out of the airport terminal. It seemed as if Joey had just arrived in Colorado from another state. Xinjection told the driver to follow Joey until he got to his car in the long term parking lot. The SUV slowly followed Joey, making sure not to be noticed in the process. As Joey made it to his car, he opened the trunk and started loading his bags in. Surprisingly Joey was alone. With all the violence directed at Corleone in the past day and a half Xinjection thought Joey would be traveling with guards, but to his delight he had Joey all to himself. Xinjection directed the driver to speed up and pull up right behind Joey. The driver stepped on the gas and quickly pulled the car directly behind Joey, who was still loading his bags into his trunk. Joey didn’t notice that the SUV had pulled up behind him. Xinjection, realizing that Joey didn’t notice he was behind him, whispered “Hey Joey.” Joey turned around to see who had called his name. Xinjection had his Desert Eagle in hand with his arm extended out the window. Just as Joey’s eyes locked onto the gun Xinjection fired. With that shot all eleven targets were dead.
Meanwhile in Illinois, Melvin was searching the streets for Joey. As he was continuing to search he received a text message from Xinjection telling him that Joey was dead in Colorado. “We won,” Melvin said softly to himself. Just as he finished the sentence he drove past a notorious Mafia hang out. Sitting out front was Donnie Brasco, a low level Barzini associate. Donnie, having noticed Melvin driving past him, grabbed for his pistol and opened fire on Melvin’s car. Melvin was caught off guard by the gunfire. He swerved his car to the side of the road and jumped out and took cover behind it. When he realized it was Donnie shooting at him, Melvin yelled out, “This isn’t your fight Donnie! I don’t want to hurt you! Turn around and walk away!” Donnie replied, “You’re not making it out of here alive Melvin!” Donnie took cover behind a parked car and quickly texted Angel of Death, who he knew was also in town. He gave Angel his location and then proceeded to exchange gunfire with Melvin. Donnie, trying to make a name for himself, hoped he would be able to take out Melvin with ease, however Donnie greatly underestimated his opponent’s abilities. Donnie was firing over the hood of the parked car at Melvin, not realizing he was leaving his head completely exposed. Melvin peered through the window of his car and noticed Donnie’s head was exposed. Melvin took aim, fired with his .44 Magnum and hit Donnie in the face. Donnie died instantly, his body lay dead on the hood of the car. Melvin tried to quickly flee the scene, but Donnie had destroyed the car’s engine block with gunfire. Melvin was pinned down behind the car and he knew members of the Five Families would be arriving soon. He quickly phoned Xinjection but got his voicemail. Melvin left a message, “Hey man, looks like this is the end for me. We finished what we set out to do and avenged your dad. Take it easy my brother.”
As Melvin hung up the phone Angel of Death and his men pulled up on the scene. Spotting Donnie Brasco dead Angel had one of his men alert LeftyTwoGunz. Lefty was informed that Xinjection was in Colorado and he immediately hopped a plane to head there to take him out. He knew that Angel would likely kill Melvin quickly, so he decided to head to Colorado to take out the other half of the duo. The massive manhunt for the two perpetrators of this massacre would finally be finished, and the two men would be dead. On the street in Illinois, Angel and his men were firing assault rifles at Melvin who was pinned down behind the broken down car. The bullets from the assault rifles were gradually tearing holes in the car and Melvin realized that soon enough there’d be no car left, and he’d be a dead man. Rather than go out hiding Melvin decided to go down fighting. He hopped up from behind the car and ran in the direction of Angel and his men while firing his Tommy gun. Melvin managed to kill four of Angel’s bodyguards before Angel killed him with multiple gunshots to the chest and head. The reign of terror Melvin had caused was now over. Melvin Purvis, once a prominent Corleone Family member, now lay dead on a street in Illinois at the hand of his former family.
Meanwhile, back in Colorado, Xinjection was tipped off that LeftyTwoGunz and several others were on their way there to get him. Xinjection knew that the best way to end this massacre would be to leave his enemies with the ultimate frustration. Rather than die by the hands of his enemies, Xinjection decided to take his own life. Killing himself was his final “Screw You” to the people who had killed his father Chapo. When Lefty, his men and the Corleones showed up in Colorado, they immediately drove to the hotel where Xinjection was last spotted. They kicked down the door to his room where they found him laying dead from a single gunshot wound to the head. Every Mafioso across the country was happy the massacre had finally come to an end, but as Xinjection predicted, there was still an air of frustration at the fact that they were not able to kill Xinjection themselves. Xinjection knew that his last action as a living man would forever frustrate the members of the Corleone family and the American Mafia. He would forever be remembered as a thorn in the side of the American Mafia, a legacy his father would be proud of.
