Thread: Arrivederci Amico. A son's final goodbye (Malicious Lullaby&Bigbadvoodoodaddy.)

Six Months Earlier Bartolomeo Carusone sat at his desk doing work he was supposed to have went to his favorite opera Dafne which was the oldest opera known to the world with his father Ranolfo at the Boston Opera House in Boston Massachusetts but had been called by one of the made men because of a problem in paperwork. Sylvester Caruso ran into the Carusone house past every one of the guards directly to Bartolomeos office. Mr. Carusone he said with a bow he was out of breath he had just ran two miles to the Carusone house to tell Bartolomeo of the horrible news I just got word from the guards protecting your father hes been assassinated by Don Alberto Corleones men he said out of breath. Bartolomeo looked at one of his most trusted men running in but as he heard his father had been assassinated he put out his large cigar that was already almost finished and grabbed his black and white pinstripe suit before grabbing his black fedora and put it on. And immediately ran to his bedroom he grabbed a pistol and put the lock on before slipping it between his belt and his pants before finally grabbing out a Thompson Machine gun Also known as a Tommy Gun and he walked out to the nineteen twenty eight Cadillac with suicide doors and he got in the back with Sylvester who himself was loaded down with both guns and ammunition. Alexandras Carlotta got in the driver seat and started the two mile drive to the Boston Opera House where Don Carusone lay dying. Ill kill those stupid Corleone fucks myself if I ever find them Bartolomeo said trying his best not to cry because he had been raised from a young age that men like him werent supposed to cry. Slowly he raised his hand to his pocket pulling out a very large cigar was sitting and he pulled it out of his chest pocket along with a solid gold lighter and he lit his large cigar placing it in his mouth and lighting it and then he spoke to Sylvester with the cigar never leaving his mouth Ill fucking kill them he said steaming. After a little while the car made it to the Boston Opera House and Alexandras said Don Bartolomeo were here he said parking the car and then all of a sudden twelve more cars showed up all of them apart of the Carusone family and even though as Don he was supposed to be surrounded by gang members Barolomeo walked into the opera house first followed by all of the gangsters now under his control and he walked up the beautiful marble staircases that had a scarlet red carpet inlayed with gold stitching and he went to the V.I.P balcony where his father always sat and dropped his guns immediately going to go hold his dying father. Father he said as tears stained his eyes. Ranolfo was weak and dying but wasnt dead yet as he saw his son he reached up patting his face with the palm of his hand Bartolomeo my favorite son. My time is up unfortunately and your time as Don starts now. I wanted to let you know he started to say but coughed up blood and weakly started speaking again I always knew youd be the boy whod take over for me. Please take care of your mother and your younger brothers and live your life as a better man than I. I I love you son he said dying in his sons arms. Bartolomeo couldnt hold it in any longer and he began crying as he held his father before being dragged out by Alexandras and Sylvester and taken home to rest up. The next few weeks were hard because he had to give his father a huge funeral and he took over as being the man of the family. Six Months later Bartolomeo was now officially Don of the Carusone family and had for months plotted and planned to find out when there would be a chance to take out a large portion of the Corleone family. Finally he had received word that at least a hundred of Corleones would be at Teedys Pub downtown so they could get the kegs of bootlegged alcohol from one of Don Corleones many distilleries. Slowly everyone got drove to where the meeting would take place and once the trucks were. After all of the trucks were filled Bartolomeos men took the trucks right out from underneath the Corleone family and after all the trucks were gone Bartolomeo and the remainder of his men pulled out their Tommy guns and started taking out the Corleone men until there were only twenty left. Get out of here backup will be here soon Ill hold them off while you get out of here Bartolomeo said continuing to shoot down the men until his group were gone and then he tried escaping himself but took ten different shots to the back and stomach. Slowly life faded from his body until he was only seeing blurs.. Before he passed out from lack of blood he saw what looked to be like a young woman standing over him helping him into a car.