Hooded Wolves

+++ 14 - THE RED BEAST +++

ROSSO

Who is the Red Beast? Why was Rosso called by that name? What happened for her to be branded by that macabre term?

You want to know? Alright then, I will tell you.

After the Gala, Rosso rendezvoused with the bosses of Sovran. They refused to acknowledge her presence so she decided to make herself known. At that time, someone from a lower gang’s Borgata needed to be captured. According to Herman, the gang’s boss, this person was a double dealer who steals the items from them and sells it for another gang. They don’t have the information so they needed the dealer to disclose who the other gang was. As a result, Rosso made a deal with them. She will capture the dealer and find out about the other mob who was trying to dupe them in their own Borgata, and in return, Herman will accept her as the Don. He thought she won’t be able to pull it off so he accepted, silently praying that she won’t succeed so he can use it as a way to contend her position.

Well, they were in for a big surprise. What he failed to realize was that she is from the Arcadi family and whether by blood or adoption, an Arcadi will always be an Arcadi. It became the Sovran Don’s first assignment as well as the reason her name spread like wildfire.

Rosso stepped inside the bar and subtly scan the crowd searching for the dealer. She spotted him in a corner selling what most probably are drugs to a cheap looking hoe. She went to the bar counter without taking her eyes off her target as she orders her drink.

Her target seemed to feel that eyes are on him as he turn around looking for the culprit. He found her and gave her a heated stare. She returned it with a wink and a seductive smile even though she wanted to puke her gut out for her actions. The dealer moved towards her and stood in front of her with his arm on the table beside them and the other holding his beer.

“What’s a pretty lady doing here?” He tried smooth talking her.

“I was looking for fun. Do you think you can give me some?” She flirted her way to capture his attention.

“I have just the right thing you need.” He answered after a couple seconds which seemed like he was thinking if he will offer her his stuffs.

“What is it?” was her inconspicuous inquiry.

“It’s for me to know and you to find out. Shall we move out of here?”

“With pleasure.”

It was way too easy since he was already intoxicated and his eyes full of lusty thoughts. What made it easier is that she let him tease and touch her the way he wanted, in exchange, she was able to have his attention solely on her and didn’t noticed his surroundings. He took her to the alley behind the pub and tried his ways on her but with him being drunk, his movement were all spastic. As soon as he tried kissing her, she prick his neck with a needle and let him fall to the ground. Hearing the loud thud he made, she sneered while eyeing him before calling her men to take him to Prometheus. Once inside the headquarters, the bosses followed them to the Prometheus room and found the dealer with Rosso’s private sentries. As soon as they put him in a chair inside the vault-like chamber, she sent them out with only her and the dealer inside the Prometheus room. This room was specifically made for torture in all manners. And this was Rosso’s favored chamber in the underground headquarter.

It took only an hour before she opened the doors and within those minutes, the sound that was heard from the inside imprinted on the minds of the guards and everyone who were within radius. It was so agonizing, so excruciating to the point that they were all relieved to hear it end. No one knew what happened inside but the minute they entered the room, they retched their guts out beside the walls.

Rosso didn’t looked fazed when she stepped out even with her bloody hands and clothes, and her eyes still bemused with madness. It was like she revel on the insanity that came over her. She didn’t suffered from it, instead she loved every second and every minute she was in that state. They thought she had gone straight into madness but that very madness was the reason who she become. That madness made her who she is now.

She gave them her one-of-a-kind sneer that made their bodies shiver with fear and their hearts jump out of their cages. Rosso slapped a piece of paper with blood blotches in Herman’s hands while staring at the other bosses who were trying to disrepute her. Herman stared at the paper with furrowed brows before looking back at her.

“That is who you are looking for. Find those people and bring them to me.” Rosso gave her orders nonchalantly but with a hint of command challenging them to defy her all the while paying no attention to her bloodied appearance. She stared them in the eye as she spoke, “You should undoubtedly know what will happen if you refuse my order. You know I won’t hesitate to see you there instead of that body.” She motioned at the closed chamber. She didn’t care that her reputation had changed from fragile to monstrous in just a few hours. The men silently nodded at her before they left to do her bidding.

Until now, the mystery was still shrouded on how she was able to get the gang’s name or even find the dealer within the many gangs in Sicily. The only thing they know was that she was able to corner the dealer at the pub. The events that happened next were etched on the minds of her people along with her enemies. All the men sent to Prometheus never returned alive. Either they died due to blood loss, extreme torture, killed themselves or she executed them herself. It felt like the methods she used to inflict pain were too unbearable that these men would just surrender to what she wanted. Her guards who went with her one time wasn’t able to take it for more than 5 minutes before leaving the scene. It was like the woman was possessed. She was the feisty Rosso when outside the room but inside, a blood-lusting beast materializes and takes over her body.

You might be asking, how did she became like that?

All because of him.

If he didn’t destroy Nicolo, she will not become who she is now. If he didn’t betray her, she will still be the sweet girl all of them knew. If he didn’t hurt her, she will not be the malevolence everybody fears.

She turned into the beastly wolf to continue her family’s legacy. She became sinister to protect her people. He created something dark when he hurt her.

She was his little red once. She became the big, bad wolf.
She was born Vittoria. They created Rosso.
They will soon understand the reality that is her.

And as you have come to realize, that Red Beast is me.