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He walked around the ruins, of what was left of his clan. Fire burned all around him, as he wept for the fallen. A final battle had taken place with the humans. His clan was more powerful, but the humans had greatly outnumbered them. The gargoyle, an entire species had been eradicated. Man had committed genocide against his kind. But somehow, he survived, yet he was the only one left. But one day, man would pay.+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
Gabriel Esposito was one of the most feared mafia bosses in all of Italy. His parents had been killed in a mafia hit, just a couple of years prior. The thirty year old had never really wanted to be involved in his father's business, but fate had intervened.
He had studied to be architect at the university, having always been fascinated with old Cathedrals and Basilicas. Gabriel had spent most of his young adulthood designing buildings, and discovering the stories behind the design of different structures. However, at the time he went under the name Gabe Edwards, as he didn't want anyone to recognize his family name.
He was working for a an architectural company in Paris, when he got a call from his sister, Rosalina. She was crying hysterically, their parents had been gunned downed after attending a concert in Milan. Yet even with so many witnesses, no one came forward. But Gabriel knew who it was, it had to have been the Sabinos.
Their two families had been in a cold war for centuries, however, the Sabinos had made a first strike by taking down his parents. No, he never wanted to be in the Mafia as his father had, but now he didn't have choice. He had to avenge his parent's death. And soon he not only made the Sabinos pay, he wiped out most of their organization. The Espositios now held the entire kingdom of the Mafia Underworld, and he had unwontedly become the new king.
As Gabriel's limo pulled into the small Sicilian town, he decided to to use the bathroom. He had the driver pull up to a local petrol station. He sighed. Of all the duties that had fallen upon him, this was probably his least favorite. To take a life of someone, an old man in fact, was difficult. But once he took on the roll to avenge his parents, he was stuck in that roll for life. But that didn't mean he had to enjoy it.
As the driver opened the door, his guards stayed close to the limo. Even though he had decimated most rival families, there will still dangerous enemies out there. Anyone of them would love to bring down the new Mafia king. As he got out of the car, the people obviously noticed who he was. Most of them either refused to make eye contact, or quickly got out of his way. It was probably for the best, no one knew what a kind of a monster he truly was.
As he finished up in the bathroom, and came outside, he could hear a woman singing. She was a siren, a songbird. He had never heard a more beautiful voice, in all of his life.
"Sir!" His top man Anton began to say.
"Shh...!" Gabriel responded as he held up his hand. "I am listening to a songbird."
Where was her voice coming from? He turned a corner in the direction of the siren's voice. He hid behind the wall, as he didn't want her to see him. She might be afraid, and he didn't want his little songbird to fly away. All of a sudden, there she was. An angel that had no wings. Her voice was surpassed, only by her physical beauty. She was an enchantress, an angel, and she had captivated his demon heart.
A siren is a powerful being. He thought. If I didn't know any better, I would almost believe you weren't human. But I should warn you my pretty siren, you have inadvertently started playing with fire. For if a siren is foolish enough to enchant a demon, she will soon learn a lesson the hard way. That demon will do whatever is necessary to possess her.
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