VICE STALLION
LAST PART
Calmo bar,
Burnt. Dead.
Stallion.
Series of bikes.
The name that touches the stallion first, wins.
There stood the one.
The night sky almost dead silent.
'Infini'.
Infini- Never expected more than one. Infini is alive. And the one you killed. Just another card. Just another decoy.
Tanicci- Might think I'm lost.
Infini- Surely.
Tanicci- I still have the joker. You would've never realized that.
Velian- You're gonna die anyways.
Infini- Thats what I am here for. I want someone to win. To die. Someone who deserves this all.
Tanicci- You thought you'd have no betrayal. Berzen was with me, the day it all started.
Infini- So you fell for it.
Berzen points revolver on Tanicci.
Berzen- Who do you think is the new stallion.
Tanicci- But, how.
Infini- Berzen, always the vice one. You need bitches to know how bitches play. I know Favy wanted to get seal popped by stallion, thats why I told her to marry Doctor Berzen, my family, bitch ass stupids. I knew my wife would be killed.
Tanicci- How the fuck is this guy still on your side.
Infini- He used you, every night, and you thought a man would lose his mind over a bitch.
Bloodrose- Why, this burnt place.
Infini- Look around boy, the city is burnt.
Berzen- I killed Hellburnt, and we lost a guy with no honor.
Infini- Close your eyes.
Infini won the token game.
To death.
The stallion.
Infini- Shoot at me, at once, the bullet that hits me, wins.
All shut.
Eyes closed.
The city needed a winner.
Was this gonna end.
Infini- Now.
The end.
Of the stallion.
But, there were two graves.
Two ice cold deaths.
Infini and Berzen.
The name on the bullets,
All bullets tunneled Berzen's body.
But Infini.
Just one bullet.
This is the end.
The name.
'Brotherhood'.
Epilogue,
This was the statement.
A realization.
We ended up killing.
But there's no regret.
All 'a team' now.
This cannot be the way it ends.
Revenge is always first priority.
Tanicci in the dark room.
Screaming.
The king and a fake queen.
A whore.
Mutual disagreement in a deal.
Blood in her panty.
The fuck is Schemator doing.
Flow of disappointment.
Schemator, an honorable man.
Knew they lost a mind game.
Couldn't blame anyone but himself.
Everything could be healed by breaking the tequila bottles.
Fucking every sign of Stallion.
Velian officially owned the bar now.
With Miliza.
A city where people know everyone is powerful but all on same team.
Tanicci dead.
Bloodrose needed a death shot, needs to hear his last gunshot.
Who had the balls to take that.
Velian.
Lost his fear.
A direct fight.
The bullet that touches, wins.
Velian won.
This time, the grave was dug, for a brother.
A grave that had more guns than flowers.
Who could kill Bloodrose.
He himself.
No one else could.
War machines don't regret killing.
But they do regret losing honor.
Few months later,
Schemator in stallion bar.
Built new.
Sat on the chair.
To break some ice.
The man on the other chair, facing the other direction, vaporizing into whiskey.
Velian.
Schemator- Fuckin funny that you remain here all day.
Velian- Don't see no whore watching you now.
Schemator- Velian, would remember this name.
Velian- You'll get other enemies, would forget me soon.
Schemator- Here.
Velian- What about your family.
Schemator- Family broke me, brothers never did.
Velian- The stories, out without rum. All bitch ass.
Miliza- Do the pointy guns need a target.
Velian- The expensive ones.
The end.
-By SpidyWeb
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