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It has only been two years since Jason MacNill formed the Sons of Odin, a mostly white bike gang. Though race didn't play a big role in his gang, it just seemed most black men would rather not join with him. But that didn't bug the man in anyway, as the men who did join him were now his brothers and indeed his family.

In the two years since the formation of the gang, the Sons Of Odin had claimed two districts of the city, and took over many different rackets, though they did share a few with the Irish and the Italian mobs. They really had a good set up going, but of course, the Sons were not liked by everyone. Sure the boss'a of the other gangs didn't completely like him or his gang, but they seemed to let him do his thing. But there are those in all the gangs who think more should be done about the others, under boss'a and the like. Though the foolishness of a few young men could put many more through living hell....

Date: 1971, July First.
Location: Red Light District, KingsTown, California, U.S.A.

The door to what was Jason's office slammed open as two large men entered the room, followed by three smaller men then by two more bigger men. The bigger guys were part of Jason's gang, each had there own leather jacket with there name, rank, card, and the S.O.O logo on the back of it. A man with the card, King of Spades stepped up to Jasons desk as the man looked up from the news paper he was reading. "What is it?" He said coldly to the man. "Well Boss, these three guys were at the strip club, drinking, smoking and what not.." he said, a bit on edge. Which could clearly be seen as he shifted his weight from heel to hell. Jason rolled his eyes a bit. "So what? Sounds like they were doing nothing." "W-well, they got a bit drunk, started going on how this place should belong to the Italians, and well one pulled gun and started to threaten people and the girls. He tried to clam him down and get him out. But he wasn't having any of it, nor were his buddies. Well long story story short, two of our guys were shot, so was one of the girls..."

Jason took in a deep breath, then rose from his seat. Slipping his hands into the pockets of his jeans as he walked towards the men, they all had blood on them, mostly there's from getting punched. Jason stopped in front of the men who had started this all and then kneeled down so they were at eye level. "Now listen here boy, you shouldn't be mouthing off in a place that isn't to friendly towards you, nor should you be pulling a gun. Usually I would take you out back and make you dig your own grave. But I'm just looking to relax tonight. So, if you promise to go back to your boss and tell him or her what you did and say all I want is for them to pay the medical bills, then we can all keep our heads. How does that sound?" The large Nordic looking man said. The man didn't speak, the only sound that could be heard was the humming of the fan as it cut through the air. After what seemed like a hour, the bloody man finally spoke. "I ain't doing nothing for you, you ****ing son of a whore." The man then spat blood onto Jason's face.

All the other men in the room gasped when the smaller man spat. Though Jason didn't move for a second, instead he just stared at the man. Looking into his eyes, he then brought his right hand out of his pocket and wiped his face. "Alright, so be it." He then reached behind his back and slowly drew the large Bowie Knife that he got from his days in the military. "I guess you choose death over life." Then before the man could react, Jason plugged. The knife upwards under his chin, the mans eyes went wide for a moment as he struggled, then they went dead, once the knife was pulled from his body, he would slump over dead.

The leader of the gang stood up and then wiped off his blade as he looked to the two terrified men. "I'll give the same deal as I gave your friend. Either get your boss to cover the bills, or you'll end up like him." The two men nodded quickly. "Good, now get the **** out!" He yelled, the two men getting up and quickly rushing out.

The kings of Spade, or more commonly known as Alex, looked to Jason with a worried, but some what pleased look. "You know the Italians aren't going to like this, and who knows what the Irish are going to think.." Jason just shrugged again as he sat down, going back to his paper. "**** if I care, just get everyone ready. If the Italians come looking for some pay back, I want them to see what happens. No one travels alone. Also, get that dumb **** out of here. I don't care what you do with the body." Jason said, once more looking down to his paper as the dreads man body was dragged out.

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Date: July 1, 1971 18:30
Location: Murphy Family Estate, Kingstown city limits

Thomas checked his watch as the vehicle pulled up to the house before stepped out of the back as the driver opened the door. As he made his way toward the house his driver fell into step over his right shoulder. The House had set of stairs leading up to the base of the main house with a Large garage of to the left of the circular driveway with a stone perimeter fence surrounding the Estate. At the top of the stairs a group of men met them, one taking the car keys and leaving to park the car well the other 3 fell into step with the pair, 2 behind and 1 on the left. "Everything is currently on track for the Policeman's ball next month sir," as the man on his left said this he handed him a folder of information on the event. Thomas took the folder and skimmed through it quickly before handing it back and responding, "keep it up and don't forget the mayor and chief's invitations." The man merely nodded as he took the folder and left.

The small group made there way through the building, passing a few guards and family members on the way before reaching Thomas' study. The driver moved ahead opening the door well the other 2 took up post outside the door and Thomas entered the room. The room was a moderately sized room on the third floor with a fire place on the right wall and a large window overview the back yard of the estate in the center of the back wall. In front of the fireplace were two leather chairs, one of which currently sat Jack idly reading the newspaper a smile on his face. "Any interesting articles in the paper today?" as Thomas spoke he made his way other to the desk in front of the window removing and draping his blazer over the chair behind it. Silently behind him followed the driver who took up a position against the wall off the right of the desk. "A few articles about the coming election and the usual coverage about the war," as he spoke Jack folded up the paper and stood to face Thomas who had moved to the liquor cabinet to make a drink.

"I assume since your here this late you have something that's probably going to raise my blood pressure," Thomas grabbed a bottle and poured two drinks as he spoke. Jack gave a short laugh and took one when offered before responding, "You know me to well. Word on the street is a group of guys pulled a gun in one of the clubs over in the red light district earlier today. Apparently they were spouting off about the place should be the under Italian control and not the bikers." Thomas took a drink and made his way to sit at his desk and spoke, "Probably a few idiots thinking to much of themselves. I assume they didn't fare to well given their location." Jack gave a short laugh moving to sit across from him before responding, "as far as I've been able to find they were taken for a chat on what they did and 3 went in but only 2 left." Sitting his drink on the desk Thomas leaned back with a sign, "I can only assume how the Italians will respond if those really are their guys and if it turns out they aren't I doubt those bikers will listen given what happened." There was a short pause as Thomas took a moment to think before he continued, "Send my condolences for the dead and keep an eye on things in case it escalates. The last thing this city needs right now is a mob war. The Feds are already starting to look this way with all the drugs being pushed."

Jack's smile dimmed slight before he nodded and stood walking to the door giving a quick acknowledgement to the guards and heading on his way leaving Thomas to go over documents and think.

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Date: July 1, 1971 08:30
Location: City Outer Limits.

Marco, his Son Antonio, Jimmy, and Louie were on there way from the Martorella estate, to the Italian's base of operations. Antonio was the driver, him being the only one in the car who wasn't a Capo quite yet. The car ride was a uneventful journey up until they reach the Outer City limits. A few thumps hit the trunk of the car, everyone noticed it, but no one cared enough to stop and check it out. Then it happened again, Thump, Thump, Thump.

Jimmy was the first to speak up, "Hey Antonio, what the **** is that noise?" Anotoni Answered, "How should I know does it look like I'm in the trunk." Louie jumped in at that point. "Well pull over and check it out Dumbass." Antonio shoot back, "**** you Louie." At this point Marco had became a little frustrated. "Everyone shut up, Antonio pull over let's check what's going on back there."

The car had pulled over, and the men had gotten out to check out the trunk. When the trunk was opened, a man appeared. Antonio said, "This guy is still alive? I swear I stabbed him in the chest at least Six times." The man started to yell only to be silenced by Marco. Marco looked displeased by the recent discovery.

"Vinny Luco, how nice it is to see your ugly mug again. You betrayed the family, you know what happens when you betray the family." Marco pulled his pistol from his waist, before saying. "What do we say boy's." Almost in unison the men said. " Never **** with the wise guys." Marco pulled the trigger and that was that.


Date: July 1, 1971 18:30
Location: Martorella Restaurant, Old town.

Marco had just walked into his office when he saw two of his soldiers, beaten and bloody. Marco Immediately asked the two standing outside the door, "Why didn't have them clean themselves up." They didn't respond only gave a small gesture. With a sigh Marco walked to his desk, and sat in his chair. "So what did you two idiots manage to **** up this time?"

After the two men explained what happened Marco calmly asked which off the two started it. As the man explained what happened Marco slide a door of his dresser out and grabbed a M1911. Before the man had stopped speaking Marco had sent a bullet Tunneling into the man head. "I told you never to start **** in other people's turfs!"

Marco opened the safe beside him, and put twenty thousand dollars into a bag. He walked out of the room stopping at the gaurds "Have the dead one escorted out the back." Marco had gone to fine someone to hand the bag off too the S.O.O, when he walked out of the hallway some of the newer patrans were starting at the direction of the hall were there gun fire busted from. Marco cared very little about the costumors the restaurant was just a cover up for there base of operations. He saw Louie talking to a few of the soldiers under his control, Marco walked up to Louie put the bag down in front of him before saying, "Get this to the Leader of The Sons of Odin." Louie looked at Marco with confusion only to say "Okay sure thing Marco."

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Date: July 1, 1971 20:24

Location: Red Light District

One of Jason's men came into his room, making the man rather annoyed, that was twice in one night that no one had knocked at the door. He may have to a talk with his men about this one simple thing. But he choose to think about that later as a man clearly from the Italian mob followed in the room. Making Jason have to take this more serious then he thought.

The young man stood up and looked at the man, then at the bag he was carrying. "I assume that would be my money? If so you could have just left it with the door man and I wouldn't need to have a talk with my men about having to knock on a ****ing door!" He snarled and looked towards the man who had walked into the room, the man seemed to cowar back.

Jason reached out for the bag, taking it from the man and then turned his back on the man and throwing it on the desk. Opening it to check on the money and nodding his head. "This seems like a good place to start, but it seems my club was damaged as well. Tell your boss that I would like to meet with him. Even if it's just to talk about his men." He pointed to the door with out looking, waiting for the man to leave so he could settle back into his disk.


Date: July 1, 1971, 23:23

Location: New Town, 24th Street.

Ito Honzo, also know as the Ace of Hearts of the Sons Of Odin. He was coming out of a massage pallor, a few of his underlings already on the street on the look out for anyone who may want to harm there boss. Though they really could only do so much as a look out. They wouldn't be looking around that corners or anything like that. But they were still better then nothing.

As Ito got into his car and started to drive, a car pulled up around the corner and started to drive behind Itos car and his crew.


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Date: July 1, 1971, 20:30

Location: Basement, Murphy Shipping, Dock district

Pained screams echoed off the thick, sound proofed walls of the basement as Sean stood in front of beaten and gagged man of Mexican decent. "All of this could have been avoided if you and your bosses had listened to us and kept your pushers out of our territory." Sean's expression seemed to flow back and forth between anger and amusement as he spoke. "Now originally I was just gonna beat some sense into ya, maybe take some fingers, and send you back to your bosses with a warning. Stay out of our territory or we will show them why the English fear the IRA. But you just had to go and make things worse and put a cop in the hospital. Now," as he said that he grabbed his knife and cut off the man's ring finger as he continued, "I can only send a finger well I hand you over to the boys in blue." As he finished speaking Sean took the finger and moved away from the man letting two men in police uniform to take his place next to the man.

"I'm sure the boys will enjoy the chance at a little revenge," a meek looking man in a dress shirt and tie spoke as Sean approached. "Anytime David, anytime after all its my civic duty to report such reprobates," Sean exaggerated his expressions to match his words. "Detective Monroe, Murphy," Monroe corrected with an annoyed expression before continuing, "You seem awfully high spirited given who's started poking around town." Surprised by the man's comment Sean stopped next to the detective with a serious look waiting for the man to continue. Monroe laughed and moved to leave before speaking, "Since you seemed to have missed it, the Feds have been seen skulking around town, not that they bothered telling us. Do try and keep your boys out of trouble for awhile will ya. It wouldn't do to have such 'upstanding' citizens like yourself being brought into my station." With that last comment Monroe made his way to leave, the two uniforms following behind with the, now unconscious, man from earlier.

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