Urameshi and Rasagal surveyed their surroundings. The moon was full, illuminating the night with its cream light. The night was mild and light wind blew. The village of StopTazmo looked peaceful, serene, ripe for the taking.
“We could own this place” Urameshi said to Razzy, “They’re nothing but a bunch of small town hicks”
“Dodgy pictures, that’s where we should start” said Razzy, getting excited, “Once they’re hooked, they’re ours. I’ve got some experience, leave it to me.”
“Yeah,” Ura smiled, “First we take StopTazmo, then Manhatten”
“What, all by yourselves?” The voice like sounded from behind them. It was a smooth voice, controlled. The sound chilled Ura and Razzy to the bone. Turning around they saw a figure in the shadows.
“Who the hell are you?” Ura asked, his voice louder than he intended. His nerves were getting to him.
“Kill them” the voice from the shadows whispered. “This town is ours. It’s about time we send a message. It’s important for people to know who’s in charge here”.
Another shape stepped out of the shadows. Razzy and Ura stared at the hard face in front of them. This was no small time crook, but a cold blooded killer. They had made a terrible mistake.
The sun had risen on another beautiful day in happy village of StopTazmo. Birds were singing, bees were, um, buzzing or something, all was right with the world. Mele and Adonai were out for a walk, enjoying the crisp morning air.
“And I half a mind to put my foot in hi...” Mele halted mid sentence
“What is it? Why'd you, aaaahhhh” shrieked Adonai, spotting the corpse. The scream brought most of the town running.
“What? What? Did I miss something?” exclaimed Bisko - the first to arrive.
Ura and Razzy's bodies had been hung from a tree. Some body parts appeared to be missing. A note was pinned to Ura's chest - 'This town is ours'
“What in the name of Spam happened here?” said R3d. A group was now beginning to gather.
“I've seen this kind of thing before, a long time ago” Vince murmured in a low voice.
“Yeah, the mafia are back” said Kiam
“Assuming they ever left,” Comp said, staring around furiously. “They could be right here, right now!”
“Him,” shouted Be0wulf, pointing to GmG. “What kinda name is Gunmetal anyway? Sounds mafia to me, lynch him!”
“No, it must be Darkus - this only happened after he came back.” GmG proclaimed.
“Yeah, him and that other one – Kniteowl. I haven't seen this ‘Owl guy’ around here before” Ziazca joined in.
“No - this must be someone who's well established,” Sakura said thoughtfully, “Lynch Digi!”
“Yeah, lynch them all!” Henchy smiled manically.
“Lynch the mafia!” The call resounded.
“Enough!” shouted Infamouse. “This is getting us nowhere. If we're going to do this, let's do this together”.
And so the people of StopTazmo came together to rid themselves of the mafia for once and for all. They would do this democratically - 1 vote per person and majority rules. They wouldn't stop until they were sure that the town was their's again.
“This is perfect,” the Godfather whispered to his Underling. “We'll get them to do our work for us”.
“But why not just kill them all now?” the Underling asked.
“Idiot, we don’t know what skills they have. We'll just weed out the trouble makers. Also, we move in the shadows”. The Godfather smiled to himself. This wasn't part of his original plan, but that didn't matter. He always found a way to come out on top.