It was a night, and only the stars in the sky served as a light for the mafias as they sneaked close to their destination. Far off, four men in black uniforms were seen circling a campfire, and the heat from the flame drives their cold away. And at their back, a factory builds in a rectangular shape and covers over half a hectare of land. "Shh," the voice belonging to El Capone whispered. He raise his right hand, point to three of his men, and signal to them to follow him, while others quickly scurried toward the factory, some meters off. The blackwitch mafias were deep in discussions, unaware of the danger in their back. "The sky is getting dark, and the stars are getting chased off by the dark cloud." One of the men on a seat around the fire mumbled. "Yes, it will rain soon." "Our shift will soon be over, and let the rain fall for eternity if it chose after." The third of the men on the seat check the wristwatch in his hand and mumbled out. "Am feeling sleepy, am sure th

The middle man between the country P merchants and the black ninja assassins is a tall man of over six feet with a barrel chest. And he was seen walking towards Johji inn, as the sun left the sky, and was taken over by the twilight that comes before darkness. Dressed in a white flowing garment and brown leather sandals, the man hummed along without a care in the world. "Keep walking and don't dare turn back," a voice with a feign crisp let out. The man obeyed, walked on, and pretend he wasn't the one addressed. "You want the service of the black ninja?" 'Yes, my client needs your service." "Heard you need ten assassins?" "Aye, the target is important and influential." "The black ninjas charge based on the risk and circumstances of the target, are you ready to pay for the service of ten professionals?" "My client is aware of your reputation and price, we are ready to pay whatever it cost." "Who is the target?" "El Capone." "El Capone?" The voice that answered back sound

The environment is lively and joyous, and all humans around swirl to the sweet voice of Andrea as she entertained all guests with her music. Her entrail voice soon send all of them into reverie, and they muttered along with her. 'Life is short, unpredictable, and brutalHumans only live for a while, then gone like the morning dew on grassesRich or poor, strong or weak, all fate awaits us allThe King, the prince, and the commonersHumans, aliens, spirits, and beastOne day we shall embark on this journey of no return What will end is our picture on bannersAdieu they will sing, adieu to the departing soulAnd the carcass shall soon be dumped in a six feet holeSo when you are alive, eat, drink, and be merry Cause death may soon sneak on you when you least expectThe agent of dooms has no moral respectHiya ho... No respect. Hiya ho... No respect!' Men in tears wiped it off with the helms of their clothing, and their red eyeballs soon glowed when Andrea switched to a faster tempo

The mafias in red uniforms sneaked close to their destination, and they soon emerged near the farm in a few hours. Banjo signalled to some of the men with him, pointed to some men laying under the palm trees, and some section of men crouched close to them. "This place is guarded by fifty blackwitch mafias and four mercenaries, attack the mercenaries, while we locate the opposition gang," Banjo whispered to the outgoing men in red uniform, signalling to the rest of the mobs with him, and they sneaked towards the lookout post that was placed at every strategic location. Seconds later, he pointed four fingers, then jerked his fingers towards the left side of them, and all the men glared at the men in black in a circle. "They were engrossed by the chess game in their midst." One among the men whispered. At a signal from the Banjo, four men fixed silencers to the nozzle of their guns, aimed at the men and four click sounds send the unaware mafias to their graves. "Two more men wer

The presence of Andrea and her husband is familiar to their neighbours, but the fact the commoner turned into a princess has something to discuss with them made them all throng out in thousands and then formed a circle around their prince and his wife. Andrea cleared her throat, smiled captivatingly and hushed the jubilating cries of the people around her, then muttered out. "My husband is moved by your plight whenever there is rainfall, and he has decided to help your condition.""Long live prince El Capone!""Long live our princess!""Long live our El Capone!"Andrea waved her two palms to silence the men's outcry, then resumed her speech. "You will no longer be in danger of flood, because the royal house has decided to build you a low-cost house, and it will belong to you after paying instrumentally for it. " Are we moving inside as soon as they were completed, or until we finish our payment?" One among the excited men asked after raising his hand to signify he have a question.