MIGUEL BELASCO
LEGION
AT THE BULLS BASE
Miguel and Vic stand outside of the Bulls Bar, the DeadOnes stand behind them, quiet as ever, black ichor dripping from their wounds. At distance can be heard the wail of an ambulance and maybe one or two cops cars.
"We should go, boss, the cops are gonna be here in a sec, or you want to face them?" as he asks he also load his gun.
"It would be fun, more than the fight with Dom, but no, I cant show my hand yet, anyway they are gonna have their hands full when they found the bodies inside, lets go"
Vic and Miguel get in the car and leave as fast as they can, the sounds of the cops and ambulance sound louder as they approach.
"Whats gonna be of the guys inside?, the survivors, the ones who drink your stuff?"
"They will be found by the cops, the medics will pick them up believing that they are intoxicated or poisoned, once in the hospital the transformation will be complete, the merciful medics will have to deal with a pack of rabid dogs in their own home ahhh the stories that will be told, and the best part, no one will know what happened, the WitchBrew its 100% natural, its not a proper drug, but it leaves your head and soul empty, ready to be taken by any mischevious, angry spirit who dont wish nothing more than tear and drink the blood of the living"
"I see, and what about the Bulls, they have lost his leader and some troops, but the gang still have people around"
"I want that you and your men, when they are ready, take over their former turf, its ours now, the Bulls who refuse to join your people will be terminated, also his drug pushers, his assets, all his organization will be absorbed by our own, and I want this done soon and quickly, we must be ready to start the war with the other gangs"