章節 19: Chapter 19: Escalated Mess
*Bam*
"Look guys, they are just giving away this food for free!" Edward slammed his tray onto the table, drool forming at the corners of his mouth as he ogled the mountain of food he had piled on from the cafeteria's self-serve station.
Ricky and Jake exchanged a glance, their eyebrows shooting up in unison at the sight of the heaping mound of food on his tray.
Evidently, the school had three lunch periods, each with students from all grades sorted into categories A, B, and C.
Coincidentally, Ricky, Tyler, and Maria were all assigned to category B. This arrangement was entirely random as well and not deliberately manipulated in the least.
*Bam*
"This place gotta to be heaven!" Rocco slammed his tray onto the towering pyramid of food, standing resolute next to Edward's own amalgamation.
"It ain't that big of a deal." Jake shook his head, his smile contradicting the gesture as he munched on a French fry carefully picked out of his own tower.
"This is enough to feed my siblings-huh?" Rocco's protest halted as his eyes fixed on the envelope sliding across the table.
Ricky's eyebrow arched as he glanced down at the envelope stopping beneath his finger, his exact name, 'Ricky Lucino' printed in bold black letters on the front.
Gazing yp and to the side, all he saw was teenagers shuffling back and forth as none of the four clearly saw the one who slid the letter.
"Ha, don't tell me someones trying to josh US." Edward scoffed while eating some of his onion rings, shaking his head.
"Do they not know our profession is bashing heads in?" Rocco joined in while looking around though no eyes were staring at them.
"Only one way to find out if this is a joke or not." Ricky spoke without hesitation as he opened the letter before pulling out a pitch black paper.
"What the." Jake said as Ricky unfolded the black paper, the back of it had an image painted in white as it menacingly stared at him.
A skull and bones.
Dear Ricky Luciano,
You have been cordially invited to participate in an organization that prides itself on picking only those who stand above the rest. If you wish to pass on this gradious opportunity you may simply rip the piece of paper and throw it away, however if you are intrigued. Please burn the letter after reading so that we may take it as a sign you are at least interested in something bigger than yourself.
Handler 56495
"Jake, lighter." Ricky held out his hand as an intrigued gaze flickered amongst his green pupils as a lighter was set on his palm.
"What did the letter say, Slick?" Jake asked as Ricky opened up the lighter and flicked his thumb to spark a small fire.
"Something about joining a club and it wouldn't be fun if I simply disregarded it." Ricky smiled as he placed the flame below the paper.
Almost instantly, the orange flame caught the piece of paper as it immediately started to devour the combustible black paper.
In an instant, the paper appeared to transform into blue light, the once vibrant orange now a deep shade of blue.
The transformation spread rapidly, greedily consuming every last bit of the paper until nothing remained but a faint glow of a blue hue lingering in the air.
"Woah~" Rocco's eyes lit up at the display of the paper being turned into blue as smiles persisted on the faces of unknown individuals.
"Are you deaf or something? I said no!" A familiar voice suddenly sounded out as four heads who recognized it turned to the side.
There, amidst the other gathering gazes, stood Maria fuming while holding a tray with a single salad; however what stood out was the arm on her forearm.
"Uh oh." Jake whispered as Ricky stood up before turning his head to three.
"Get my back, alright?" Ricky asked though didn't wait for the three responses.
The three of Jake, Rocco, and Edward looked at each other before nodding and standing up.
"Oh come on doll, humor me for a-" A guy smiled, gazing back at his friends egging him on to get the new girls number.
"Do I look like Raggedy Ann? Then get your hand off of me before you get hurt!" Maria spoke for the guy's safety yet he didn't care and leaned in closer.
"Hurt, me?" The guy laughed, gazing at his friends behind him that only seemed to encourage his behavior.
"Don't be like that." He sleazy whispered, Maria incredibly uncomfortable but he tightened his grip along her thin wrist making her unable to escape.
"C'mon darling, just give me-"
*BAM*
Without warning, eyes widened at the sudden sight of the man who had just moments ago been on his feet, now knocked onto his backside by a closed fist.
Reacting quickly, Ricky grabbed hold of Maria to prevent her from falling as the man slid across the floor, coming to a stop some distance away.
In all honesty, Ricky had no choice since a random guy flirting with Maria was one thing, but actually laying his hands on her meant he had to prove to Profaci that he was taking action.
"Y-You punched me!" The guy was mortified, clutching his reddened cheek since this was the first time he'd ever been punched.
"Do you even know who you put your hands on?" Ricky was a little baffled though the guy scoffed while staggering to his feet.
"Who is she? Do you even know I am!" The guy asked, a little baffled at the greaser before him as Ricky rolled his eyes.
'Great.' Ricky sighed internally, knowing that one of the inevitable side effects of attending this school was eventually running into a snot-nosed trust fund kid.
"I'm Tyler Richards, son of Billy Richards, the man who owns half of the Cadillac dealerships in the area!" Tyler roared as he pointed at Ricky who moved the now scared Maria behind him.
"Listen brat-"
"Brat, BRAT, how dare a greasy italian even look down at me in a metaphorical sense!" Tyler accused, Ricky scrunching his brows before raising them at the latter half of his insult.
"Oh my apologies, were you taken aback by such a big word?" Tyler laughed out, frustrated that he was not only easily rejected but punched in the face.
Ricky froze at this moment, gazing at the sneering Tyler with a dumbfounded expression before letting out a sigh.
Stretching, he started cracking his fingers yet Tyler continued to mouth off to show off in front of his friends.
Incredibly embarrassed and with a fuming amount of ego running through his mind, Tyler didn't even try to hide his hatefulness towards Ricky and escalated it even further.
"But it doesn't matter, I'll make sure you get kicked out of this school so you can keep that harlot, I hope that b*tch was worth it." Tyler sneered while turning around as Ricky started laughing causing him to scrunch his brows.
The entire cafeteria was tuned in at the point, some leaving, and others staying for the festivities of the upcoming argument as Ricky's laughing figure was on full display.
"What's so funny bumpkin?" Tyler scoffed towards Ricky who started taking off his leather jacket which hid his uniform.
Ricky was already planning to punch Tyler again for calling him a "greasy Italian," but after Tyler disrespected Maria not just in front of him but in front of the entire cafeteria, he knew this beating was mandatory.
"Honest to god, did you think that you could say all of that and not get your ass kicked?" Ricky genuinely asked, turning back to Maria and handing the clearly distraught girl his jacket.
"Hold onto this for me while I beat the living piss out of him, alright?" Ricky smiled at her in a soothing voice which seemed to calm Maria who meekly nodded.
The poor girl was so full of excitement and hope on her first day in a boys and girls school, romanticizing it in her head only for it all to come crashing down with the arrival of Tyler.
It wasn't only during lunch, but Tyler had also been incessantly trying to talk to her throughout the day and wasn't satisfied by the passing responses given to him by Maria.
"Is this your little gang?" Tyler laughed as three men walked behind Ricky as he waved his hand.
"Boys." Tyler called out as twelve guys around the ages of 16 to 18 stood up with letterman jackets.
"If you get on your knees and apologize then I MIGHT just forgive you." Tyler walked up to Ricky, locking eyes with him, his smile transforming into a deadly grin.
"Come on, beg like the little greasy rat-"
*BAM*
Ricky's eyebrow twitched as he cut off Tyler's next words, driving his forehead into Tyler's nose with a sickening thud.
The impact was immediate, blood spraying out from Tyler's nose in a crimson arc, staining the air with the metallic scent of blood.
Before Tyler could even register the pain, Ricky seized his blue tie in a vice-like grip, yanking him back with a forceful jerk.
The sudden movement caught Tyler off guard, causing him to stumble forward, his eyes wide with shock and pain.
The room seemed to hold its breath, the tension thick and heavy as Ricky stood over Tyler, his expression fierce and unrelenting.
*BAM*
Ricky thrusted his fist into Tyler's boney face once more, this time blood splattering from his mouth as some of his teeth cut Ricky's knuckles.
"GET HIM!" One of the football players yelled as the twelve members rushed forward as the three lying in wait behind Ricky rushed forward.
"AHHHHH!" Edward ramped up his speed as he lunged his entire body into the crowd while knocking down two and causing three to slightly lose their balance.
*BAM*
*BAM*
*BAM*
Rocco's fists flew wildly, each punch delivered with a malevolent smile that seemed to revel in the violence.
With each strike, he seemed to grow more energized, more invigorated by the chaos around him.
After dealing with his immediate target, Rocco swiftly turned his attention to any nearby individuals, his eyes scanning for his next victim.
His movements were fluid and practiced, his punches landing with brutal efficiency as the sounds of impact echoed through the room, mingling with grunts of pain and the shuffle of feet as others tried to evade his wrath.
Rocco's smile never faltered, a stark contrast to the havoc he was wreaking upon those around him.
*BAM*
*BAM*
Jake took a more strategic approach, his movements calculated and deliberate. He bobbed and weaved with finesse, avoiding incoming strikes with ease.
Unlike Rocco's wild aggression, Jake waited for the opportune moment to strike, looking for openings in his opponent's defense.
When the opportunity presented itself, Jake struck with precision, delivering quick and decisive blows.
His attacks were measured and controlled, each strike aimed at incapacitating his opponent efficiently.
Despite his more strategic approach, Jake's blows were no less impactful, each one landing with calculated force.
"SWTOP~ PWEA-"
*BAM*
*SPLAT*
*BAM*
*SPLAT*
*BAM*
*SPLAT*
Tyler had already been beaten to a pulp, his face a swollen, bloody mess but for Ricky, it still didn't seem enough.
A ruthless urge, deeply implanted within his very blood began to bloom, driving his fists to continue their assault on Tyler's face as he started to smile.
With relentless determination, Ricky's fists hammered into Tyler's already battered visage, a relentless barrage of lefts and rights.
Each blow landed with sickening thuds, the sound of bone meeting flesh echoing through the room.
Ricky seemed almost possessed, his eyes glazed over with a mixture of anger and satisfaction as he continued to rain down blows upon Tyler.
As the assault persisted, Tyler's state deteriorated rapidly as his once recognizable features were now nothing but a bloody, mangled mess.
"ARGH!" Rocco let out a grunt as a guy had put him in a full nelson while another laid punch after punch into his abdomen.
Ricky snapped out of his trance, his fist and chest now covered in Tyler's blood as he gazed down at Tyler, who was barely breathing, his consciousness having faded moments ago, leaving him in a twitching state.
'That was weird.' Ricky released Tyler's collar and quickly shifted his focus.
He rushed over to Rocco, determined to support his friend as Rocco had supported him.
With a burst of energy, Ricky tackled the guy who was attacking Rocco, using the element of surprise to his advantage.
He bashed the back of his head into the assailant's face, causing the man to loosen his grip.
Seizing the opportunity, Rocco spun around, grabbing the man's hair and yanking his head down violently.
With a swift and brutal motion, Rocco brought his knee up, smashing it into the man's face with the force of the blow leaving the attacker reeling, giving Rocco the upper hand once more.
*BAM*
*SPLAT*
Blood splashed onto Rocco's jeans however he didn't flinch as he tossed the now unconscious guy to the side before rushing back into the fray of the fight.
The four of them were merciless and seasoned in street fights, their experience evident as the eight-man advantage slowly morphed into a bloody disadvantage for their opponents.
Ricky exploited their lack of coordination, skillfully isolating and taking them down one by one.
Meanwhile, Jake, Edward, and Rocco, working instinctively, mirrored his actions, systematically dismantling their opponents.
The floor became a battlefield, scarlet staining the tiles as the sounds of agonized groans echoed through the lunchroom.
With brutal efficiency, the four friends overpowered their opponents, leaving thirteen men sprawled on the ground, defeated and groaning in pain.
*Huff*
*Huff*
*Huff*
"We're so f*cked." Jake whispered while rubbing the bruise on his cheek, realizing they had all definitely gone too far.
"Ugh, my stomach." Rocco held his stomach in agony, lifting up his shirt to reveal the countless blue marks forming.
Edward, though not severely injured, had overextended his shoulder as he began rotating it, trying to soothe the discomfort.
Ricky, on the other hand, wiped his chin where a drop of blood had formed, his gaze then shifting to his ruined uniform.
'What the hell was that just now.' Ricky thought, knowing he wouldn't pull his punches for some snot filled trust fund kids, but at some point everything became a blur which never happens.
"WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS!" The principal rushed into the dining hall only to see the horrifying sight of thirteen young men beaten to a brutal pulp.
"ALL FOUR OF YOU, MY OFFICE, NOW!" The principal screeched as the four of them sighed but complied though Ricky didn't immediately follow but walked to Maria.
"You okay?" Ricky tentatively asked as Maria flinched before shaking her head in a daze.
"I-I'm fine." Maria muttered while looking at the ground though not in disgust but simply couldn't look him in the eye with all the blood staining his clothes.
However even if she felt uncomfortable, she was still appreciative that had kept his word to look after her which unknowingly made her smile.
"Um Maria?" Ricky asked, Maria flinching but forcing herself to face his green eyes.
'Don't be rude Maria, he did what uncy told him to do.' Maria spoke to herself, trying to be fierce in front of him.
"Yes Ricky?" Maria asked while raising her gaze to meet him, this moment eerily similar to all the ones in her romantic novels.
"Can I have my jacket back?" Ricky chuckled, pointing to Maria still instinctively clutching his jacket in her embrace.
"O-Oh right!" Maria's face flushed red in embarrassment, her thoughts shattering before shoving it back into his hold.
"Then stay out of trouble until I get back, Princess~" Ricky teased the last part while putting his greaser jacket on while catching up with the three of Jake, Rocco, and Edward.
1 hour later,
*BAM*
&&
"RICKY LUCIANO ARE YOU A F*CKING RETARD!" Lucky roared, his anger palpable as he didn't use Ricky's nickname but actual name showing how grave this situation truly was.
"F*ck~" Ricky whispered under his breath while immediately standing up from his seat in front of the principal.
"Pops, in my defense-"
*SLAP*
"SHUT THE F*CK UP AND SIT BACK DOWN!" Lucky slapped Ricky's across the face while shouting at him as Ricky grimaced but complied, knowing that without context this situation looks incredibly one-sided.
"And you three!" Lucky pointed at the three petrified boys sitting next to him.
"Your parents and guardians will deal with you~" Lucky hissed, though that punishment made them pale as if their souls were snatched from their very being.
"Mr. Luciano I can tell you are upset but may we please refrain from violence-I mean can we talk about what happened?" The principal was about to reprimand Lucky until he saw his deadly glare which immediately made him speak in a more polite tone.
"Fine but make it quick, Ricky has an appointment with my foot being shoved up his ass!" Lucky raised his ivory cane as Ricky immediately covered his head expecting him to hit him with it.
"MR. LUCIANO!" The Principal worriedly called out for Ricky's safety as Lucky halted his assault and scoffed before placing it back down.
*Ahem*
"Then let's get down to the accident shall we?" The Principal announced while adjusting his tie.
"We've only spoken through letters but I shall introduce myself, I am Principal Burres and I've been the principal at this establishment for over fifteen years." Principal Burres introduced before pointing to the side.
"Right next to me is a staff member in our facility, Mr. Timsworth." Principal Burres pointed to Mr. Timsworth who tipped his fedora towards him.
"Evening Mr. Luciano." Mr. Timsworth politely greeted Lucky as the latter scoffed while raising his hands.
"Are we going to get down to the sauce or did you f*cking bring me down here to waste my goddamn time!" Lucky yelled as these formalities were pissing him off, making Principal Burres nervously adjusted himself again.
"Y-Yes, Mr. Timesworth please highlight what you saw." Principal Burres pointed as Mr. Timsworth nodded and walked a bit forward.
"At lunch, I saw Ricky here suddenly grab that poor boy Tyler Richards and beat him to a bloody pulp." Mr. Timsworth let out a regretful expression as the four teenagers became gobsmacked at this explanation.
"THAT-" Rocco tried to explain but when he was about to stand up, Lucky pushed him back down into the chair
"Quiet." Lucky whispered as he immediately smelled something fishy but wanted to hear this teacher's whole story first.
*Cough*
"Like I was saying, Ricky started beating on Billy's old boy and when his friends tried to stop him, the three of them started to attack half of our football team." Mr. Timsworth shook his head in despair as Principal Burres sadly nodded his head.
Ricky, Jake, Edward, and Rocco all scoffed or rolled their eyes at this horrible explanation of what happened but remained quiet.
"Mr. Luciano this a serious matter we have on our hands here, thirteen of our students are now in the hospt-"
"Wait, wait, wait." Lucky held out his hand as the principal curiously stopped talking while watching Lucky message his forehead.
"So your saying that not only did my boy beat the cracker jacks out of a random kid for no reason, but these three also joined in, also for no reason?" Lucky was baffled at this fact, the principal nodding while understanding his confusion.
"Yes and-"
"Are you retarded or something?" Lucky genuinely asked as both Mr. Timsworth and Principal Burres froze in shock.
"Slick, I'm seriously asking this but are they really retarted or something cause I genuinely can't tell?" Lucky looked at Ricky who started dying of laughter with the three of his friends joining in.
"I-I beg your pardon mr. Luciano!" Principal Burres stood up in shock and disgust at his serious statement.
"Ain't no one, NO ONE, in the Luciano just do anything for 'no reason' everyone in my family always gets just cause." Lucky looked at Principal Burres in contempt while shaking his hand.
*Snap*
*Snap*
"Slick, why the hell did you beat the snot out of that boy?" Lucky snapped his finger towards Ricky who smirked while staring Principal Burres right in the eye.
"That 'poor Billy's boy' not only laid hands on Maria but called her a harlot and b*tch too, I had to defend her like Uncle insisted." Ricky spoke words that made Princepal Burres scoff in contempt.
"Tyler Richards would never do such a thing-Mr. Luciano?" Principal Burres turned towards Lucky only to see him frozen in shock.
Paling by the second, he grabbed his mouth while breaking into a deep sweat and intently gazed at Ricky.
"Ricky don't josh me, are you serious?" Lucky spoke in a deadly tone and Ricky nodded his head in confusion.
"Pops, I wouldn't joke about something this serious." Ricky shook his head knowing that poor Tyler was going to suffer a fate worse than death.
In fact, as ruthless as it sounds, Ricky had beat up Tyler out of necessity and although he went a tinge overboard, the kid needed to be bashed in the face.
He knew that if he didn't, Profaci would do something far worse and Ricky had heard some of the horror stories of Profaci's victims, with the least severe punishment involved cutting off a hand.
Beating Tyler senseless was a brutal but calculated decision to save him from a far more gruesome fate, is what Ricky would say in the future if persecuted.
"Dear god." Lucky held his forehead in distress as even Principal Burres became worried.
"M-Mr. Luciano you can't really believe-"
"Do you know what is about to happen, that boy-"
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
Lucky's head jerked behind him as terrified screams rang out causing everyone who was sitting in the office to get to their feet.
"DAMMIT!" Lucky cursed as his eyes became furious before turning towards the shocked Principal Burres.
"DO YOU KNOW HOW SERIOUS THIS SITUATION IS! NO ONE ESCAPES PROFACI'S WRAITH IF THEY TOUCH HIS PRINCESS-"
*BANG*
*BANG*
"WHERE IS HE! WHERE IS THE DEADMAN WHO TOUCHED MY PRINCESS!" Profaci roared as two gunshots were fired in the distance, causing Lucky to bolt out of the office.
Principal Burres and Mr. Timsworth ducked, dropping to the floor before Principal Burres peaked his head over the desk to see the sighing four.
"W-What is happening!" Principal Burres demanded towards the four who were now gazing at him in contempt.
"Isn't it obvious? You chose to defend the wrong side and now you're going to pay for it." Ricky scoffed, slowly standing up as sweat started to form on his forehead.
"W-What do you mean-"
"Hey baldy, he's saying that you chose the wrong side what's so hard to understand!" Rocco, already angry at this situation, yelled at Principal Burres.
"What my friends mean Principal Burres, is that you'll be lucky to get out of this predicament with only a slap of a wrist." Jake sighed, standing up as well to follow Ricky as they slowly walked out of the door.
"Not just you, but both of you are totally f*cked." Edward snickered while closing the door behind him.
Mr. Timsworth and Principal Burres looked at each other before immediately bolting out of the door to see the disturbance.
"JOEY, JOEY JUST CALM DOWN-"
"CALM DOWN, LOOK AT THIS!" Profaci pointed to the crying Maria in his arms.
*Sniff*
*Sniff*
*Hic*
"I tried to tell them Uncy but they wouldn't listen to me, they called me a liar~" Maria sobbed as Profaci's face, already red in anger, turned a whole new shade darker as all his eyes saw were scarlet.
5 minutes ago,
"RICKY DIDN'T DO ANYTHING WRONG YOU'RE NOT LISTENING TO ME!" Maria stomped in place at a teacher sighing in contempt before her, shaking his head at her story.
This was a third-year teacher named Mr. Elliot, who never even tried to understand Maria's side of the story nor gave her the time of day.
"Listen girly, I don't know what kind of dramatic play you spouted to your thug friends but Tyler wouldn't do all that, he's a good kid." Mr. Elliot sighed, thinking Maria was lying or making it all up.
"I'M NOT LYING-"
"Mr. Elliot, what is the meaning of this?" Ms. Collins walked over to the interaction that was causing a crowd to form.
"Ah Ms. Collins, can you tell Maria, broad to broad, that fibbing about something like this isn't right." Mr. Elliot pointed at the clearly distressed Maria as Ms. Collins hurriedly walked over to the crying young girl.
"Honey it's ok." Ms. Collins quickly took Maria into her arms while caressing her hair.
*Sniff*
*Sniff*
"Now tell me what really happened, ok?" Ms. Collins pulled her apart to listen to her side as Maria rubbed her eyes and nodded.
"He-"
*BAM*
"PRINCESS, WHERE IS MY PRINCESS!" Profaci burst open the doors with a handful of mobsters following him.
"Uncy~" Maria released herself from Ms. Collins, rushing towards Profaci who's heart sank at seeing the thing that no father wanted to ever see.
Their daughter, in tears.
Maria rushed to hug Profaci who immediately started cooing her while putting his everything into calming her down.
"Princess, tell me what happened and who put you in this state." Profaci grabbed Maria's face which still had tears running down them as she sobbed while pointing at Mr. Elliot.
"Profaci? Joe Profaci." Ms. Collins whispered in a deadly tone, her eyes shrinking after recognizing that name while instinctively taking a step back in fear.
"I-I-I-I was getting my lunch a-a-a-a-and then this guy named Tyler R-R-R-Richards grabbed m-m-m-m-me-" Maria stuttered while saying what happened in a sobbing tone.
Profaci's face went from horrified to livid in the matter of a millisecond as even the mobster behind him felt bad for what was about to happen, already cocking their pistols.
"HE WHAT!!!!!" Profaci screamed in anger as Maria nodded.
"T-T-Then R-R-R-Ricky came t-t-t-t-to help a-a-a-and then he called me a HARLOT and Ricky punched him-" Maria let out a whine filled stutter, burying her head into Profaci's chest as the man let out a ragged breath.
"T-T-T-Then Ricky beat him up and his friends, but w-w-w-when I tried to tell Mr. Elliot what h-h-happened, he called me a liar!" Maria said while buried in Profaci's chest as the notorious mobster erupted with intense killing intent, with every ounce of it directed at Mr. Elliot who was sweating profusely.
"Sir you can't really believe-"
"Break his legs, I don't want him ever to walk again for calling my Princess a liar." Profaci pointed, giving a horrifying order without batting an eye as five men walked over to Mr. Elliot with one carrying a bat.
"W-Wait stop!" Mr. Elliot tried to struggle but it was no use as they pinned him down.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
Present Time,
"JOEY, JOEY JUST WAIT!" Lucky yelled though Profaci was going crazy while holding a couple students hostage.
"WAIT, HOW CAN I WAIT AFTER SEEING MY DARLING MARIA CRYING!" Profaci yelled hysterically as Ms. Collins tried to cover the students.
"My legs~" Mr. Elliot sobbed in pain as his legs were bent in angles that shouldn't be possible for a regular human.
"Mr. Profaci I know you're in pain-" Ms. Collins tried to calm down, her entire body shaking in complete fear.
"PAIN! MUFFIN, YOU AIN'T EVER SEEN REAL PAIN!" Profaci's words left the proud Ms. Collins, shivering in despair as she had family in Long Island and knew the tragedy's this man caused on a daily basis.
Especially all the stories of men, young and old, leading horrible painful lives after dealing with his princess but Ms. Collins would've never expected for her to come to their school.
"Whoa~" Edward immediately raised his hands after seeing fifteen mobsters surrounding the students in the cafeteria as well as Profaci pointing a gun directly at weeping Mr. Elliot.
"Uncy don't be mean to her, she was the only one who tried to listen to me~" Maria whined as Profaci immediately simmered down when looking at Ms. Collins.
Taking a deep breath, the veins of rage settled down as he sought to regain his calm deminor.
"Where's Ricky?" Profaci seethed as Ricky strolled into his eyesight with a smile.
"Here Uncle." Ricky waved as Profaci squinted his eyes before looking at the puddles of blood littering the floor.
"You beat that boy up good right?" Profaci asked in a menacing tone and Lucky's anxious eyes immediately turned to the calm Ricky.
"Til he was barely breathing." Ricky assured Profaci who took ragged breath before surprisingly calming down.
"Who else didn't believe my princess." Profaci asked and Ricky smiled widely before pointing to the Principal and Mr. Timsworth.
"Those two called Maria a liar and me a no good thug." Ricky fibbed the last part as Profaci gestured his hands towards them as the men stopped surrounding the student and walked over to the two.
"W-WHAT ARE YOU DOING, GET YOUR HANDS OFF OF ME I'M THE PRINCIPAL!" Principal Burres yelled but the gangster that forcefully pushed him away all chuckled.
"Not for much longer." One sneered while also pushing the petrified Mr. Timsworth.
"Take care of Maira while I go 'lecture' these teachers on how to do their jobs." Profaci guided Maria over to Ricky before bending down.
"Princess don't worry, I'm going to make sure that everyone knows that you're not a liar so don't cry, ok?" Profaci took Maria's hand as the sobbing girl nodded.
"Ok~" Maria nodded as Profaci released her hands to make good of his promise.
"Lucky, if you clean this up I'll owe you a favor." Profaci side-eyed him as Lucky's eyes lit up.
"No problem Joey." Lucky twirled his cane, letting out a sigh of relief as Profaci nodded before turning the corner.
"Aye doll, you're their teacher right?" Lucky pointed his cane at Ms. Collins who nodded slowly.
"Then you best instruct your students on how to keep their mouths closed cause I got eyes and ears everywhere, comprende?" Lucky spoke while pointing his cane at the other students who were pale with fright.
"Slick, escort them out while I go find the new Principal." Lucky ordered Ricky who nodded while putting his jacket over the still crying Maria.
"Everyone who doesn't want to get beaten follow me." Ricky gestured while guiding Maria out as she clutched onto the jacket.
"YOU HEARD THE MAN, MOVE!" Rocco yelled as the students and faculty flinched before following him outside.
However, to their surprise, not a single cop car showed up at the front, which even made Ms. Collins show a look of shock.
Ricky guided Maria into the empty car, opening the door for her as she plopped onto the seat, grateful for the momentary respite from the chaos.
"Ricky, what is the meaning of this!" Ms. Collins hurried over to her new student as RIcky sighed.
"Oh come Ms. Collins, you're a smart apple, you'll figure it out." Ricky winked before looking around.
"That's not what I mean." Ms. Collins reprimanded while placing a hand on Ricky's shoulder.
[Mission Received 'Jennifer Collins']
Difficulty: Hard
Character Sheet: B
Description: Jennifer has worked through countless adversities to land this prestigious job without taking the easy route when climbing this treacherous mountain. She might rather die than actually jeopardize her career by sleeping with one of her students.
Objective: Find a way for Jennifer to overlook all of that and knock her up.
Main Mission Reward: 100,000 IP
Impregnante Jennifer Once:
Rewards: 200 Gacha or The choice of Jennifer's skills
Impregnate Jennifer Twice:
Rewards: ?????????
Additional Missions:
Main Mission Reward: 100,000 IP
Impregnante Jennifer Once:
Rewards: 200 Gacha or The choice of Jennifer's skills
Impregnate Jennifer Twice:
Rewards: ?????????
Additional Missions:
Impregnante Jennifer while in the classroom(Incomplete)
Reward: Epic item coupon Legendary Coupon
Break Jennfier's pussy(Incomplete)
Reward: Epic item coupon
Have Jennifer take the initiative(Incomplete)
Reward: Epic/Legendary Coupon
Bonus Missions:
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[Do you accept the mission Y/N]
'Hell yeah.'
"I apologize Ms. Collins, but I have more important issues at the moment." Ricky pointed towards Maria, wanting to say something but Ricky simply started to ignore her.
'Chester, can you come here? I need your help.' Ricky thought as he ignored Ms. Collins' constant nagging.
"Hey Princess, you like birds?" Ricky leaned on the car and asked as the sniffling Maria meekly nodded.
"Yes, my sweet Tweetie is an Australian Swallow-"
*GASP*
Maria was speaking in almost a whisper until she gasped loudly, startled by the sight of a slick black crow landing on Ricky's shoulder.
"Princess this is Chester, Chester this is princess." Ricky introduced, star glistening in Maria's eyes before mopping.
"Why do you keep calling me princess." Maria pouted, trying to reach for Chetser; however the crow weaved under her hand.
"What, I think it's a cute nickname." Ricky, without shame, said as Maria smiled warmly at this since she always thought it was childish.
'Do me a favor and let her pet you will ya?' Ricky thought as Chester stared at him for a while before hopping off of his shoulder and into Maria's lap.
"Kya~, hehehehehehe!" Maria playfully screamed before giggling fiercely when looking at Chester trying to find a comfortable spot to perch in her lap.
"Wow, you really like birds." Ricky leaned on the window, smiling as he watched Maria try to get Chester to warm up to her.
"Like? I absolutely love all animals in God's choir." Maria spoke as she scratched Chester's neck.
"God's choir?" Ricky chuckled though Maria seriously nodded.
"My father always told me when I was little that although we are different in mind and soul, when all creatures die they sing for our arrival into heaven." Maria smiled warmly while remembering one of the memories of her deceased father.
"God, you're adorable." Ricky laughed, watching Chester start to coo under her touch.
"Adorable! Me!" Maria loudly yelled in a slight panic while scratching Chester's neck.
"Caw~" Chester let out smoothly as he slowly started to melt into Maria's touch.
"Slick, ya did good kid." Profaci patted Ricky's shoulder as a group of men followed behind him.
"Chester." Ricky tapped the crows head as it flinched out of its daze, looking around as if not knowing what had just happened.
"You have a bird too?" Profaci raised an eyebrow, a smile playing on his lips as he got into the car on the other side, while one of his associates took the driver's seat and another the passenger seat.
"Where are you heading at this hour?" Ricky asked as Profaci looked seemingly in the distance.
"The hospital." Profaci had a serious expression as Maria looked at him with surprise.
"I'm not hurting uncy-"
"It's not for you Princess, but for me." Profcai spoke while leaving the words ambiguous.
"Ah, ok." Maria shrugged before looking sweetly at Chester.
"Bye Ricky, bye Chester~" Maria waved at Ricky before giving a sweeter tone to Chester.
The car drove away as Ricky watched the car drive away with an amused expression before looking over to Chester.
"I think she has an eye for you." Ricky joked as Chester looked away before flying off to do god knows what.
Meanwhile In The Principal Office,
"So Vice Principal, I guess you're going to be the next Principal, congratulations." Lucky sat on the desk while munching on an apple as the vice principal awkwardly sat across from him.
The Vice Principal, Boris Lankton, gazed fearfully at Lucky Luciano, realizing that it was Lucky who had orchestrated Ricky's enrollment in the school.
Lucky had connections everywhere, and Boris had unwittingly become entangled in his web of influence by being the contact at Collegiate High School.
"M-M-Mr. Luciano, are they going to be okay?" Boris carefully asked, looking at the severely blackned former Principal and teacher laying at the side limp.
"They're breathing, aren't they?" Lucky shrugged while taking another bite out of his apple.
"Listen Boris, do you want the job or not?" Lucky asked as Boris hesitated though nodded his head.
"Then. Shut. Up. And. Do. What. I. Say." Lucky poked Boris with his cane at every single word as the man gulped heavily.
"Yes Mr-"
"Call me boss, I don't like the way you call me Mr. Luciano since it's like you think we're close, and we ain't two peas in a pod." Lucky took a final bite of the apple before throwing the core at Boris who caught it.
"Make this go away, I'll take care of all these miscreants you just keep the students and teachers from whispering, capiche?" Lucky hopped off the desk before two men came in to drag both the men out.
"But the parents-"
"Will never find out, right?" Lucky raised his coat, showcasing his pistol which made Boris pale.
"I'll be seeing you Boris, don't let me down." Lucky spoke as Boris patted his forehead with a shaky hand.
Then after Boris was left in the office alone, he looked around before hobbling over to the desk and sitting down.
*Gulp*
"You got it Boris, you can do this." Boris urged himself, opening a drawer next to him that had a pitch black phone.
While the staff handled administrative matters, the true puppeteers were a select few students who wielded influence over the school's affairs.
Dialing the number stored deep in his memory, this phone connected directly to another strategically positioned within the school.
"I was wondering when I would recieve your call." A voice answered in a dignified tone, clearly anticipating Boris's call.
"I-I need a favor-"
"Oh I think you're past favors, I'm afraid you need a miracle." The voice amused, calmly chuckled at Boris's words.
"But I'll ensure all the students keep quiet for a particular arrangement." The voice continued, leaving Boris with no option but to give one answer.
"Anything."
章節 20: Chapter 20: Skull & Bones
Author's Note: I forgot to say this last chapter but no chaps on the weekends cause I use those days to revise and work on new stuff.
Two Weeks Later,
"And that is why I think Benedict McCornWick is a lackluster founding father." Ricky looked up from his paper that he had Jake write for him as everyone gave off forced claps.
*DING*
"Next week we'll be talking about George Washington so your homework will be to ask your parents about the general knowledge of him!" Ms. Collins instructed as the kids happily zoomed out the classroom.
Two weeks had passed, and the event that had initially consumed everyone's thoughts began to fade into obscurity.
Through a series of behind-the-scenes maneuvers, the school and police turned a blind eye to the incident.
Persuasive words from an unknown entity swayed many of the students and faculty to follow suit, choosing to overlook the events that had transpired, except for a few who remained skeptical or unwilling to forget.
"Mr. Luciano." Ms. Collins called out right as Ricky was about to join his classmates in leaving for the weekend.
"Yes, Ms. Collins." Ricky turned around with a fake smile as she crossed her arms.
"It's been two weeks yet you haven't come to explain to me what happened." Ms. Collin adjusted her glasses before sitting on her chair, being one of the skeptical folks within the school.
"Ricky-"
*SIGH*
Ricky interrupted Ms. Collins with a sigh, growing annoyed with what he perceived as her high and mighty act, which he believed was her way of trying to guide him into the right direction.
"Ms. Collins just let it go, everyone except you has moved on so just follow the herd." Ricky then turned around as Ms. Collins scrunched her eyebrows.
"Ricky Luciano you'll do good to stop at that door-"
"Or what?" Ricky scoffed before turning around and walking over to her.
*Bam*
Ricky slammed his hand on the desk where Ms. Collins was arrogantly sitting, causing her to flinch at the sudden act of force as his eyes hovered right over hers.
"I've been very patient with you over these last two weeks but all you've done is given me backhanded insults or constantly tried to make up any BS excuse to pry information out of me." Ricky's eyes were cold, gazing directly into Ms. Collins as he'd finally reached the breaking point.
"Do you really think you have power over me just cause you're my teacher? Ms. Collins, I could have you blacklisted across every single school in the whole tri state area so fast you wouldn't be able to understand what is happening to you." Ricky's tone was getting harsher and harsher with every second ticking loudly on the nearby clock which made Ms. Collins ducked her head.
"And before you think up some bullsh*t excuse that I'm being like this because you're a woman or whatever the hell you concoct up in that pompous brain of yours, it's not, it's because you don't know when to shut your f*cking mouth and do as you're told." Ricky then pushed Ms. Collins a little as she flinched at his touch.
"Stop bothering me and just do your f*cking job, which is to lecture me about these dumb*ss subjects, not about my life." Ricky then turned around while walking back to the door.
"I-I'm sorry." Ms. Collins gripped the ends of her skirt knowing that she pushed too hard, shaking a bit at that cold look in Ricky's usual nonchalant demeanor.
Ms. Collins was about to say something but Ricky didn't even stop to acknowledge her existence, walking out of the door and leaving her completely alone.
Walking to his locker, he saw the trio waiting for him as he went to do the combination of his locker.
"Alright boys here's the plan, there's a four hour marathon of horror movies tonight at the drive in and I say we go to pick up some honey's to go along with it~" Rocco spoke while combing his hair as Ricky smirked, slicking his hand through his hair.
"Yeah I need to blow off some steam-"
As Ricky finished the combination and opened his locker, an envelope suddenly fell out, landing at his feet.
Rocco's expression immediately shifted into one of dismay, indicating that whatever was in the envelope was deeply troubling.
"OH COME ON!" Rocco grabbed his head, knowing the plans he just thought up were about to be flushed down the drain as Jake and Edward chuckled from the side, all the while Ricky went over to pick it up.
Dear Ricky Luciano,
A banquet for all newcomers will persist Friday evening after school hours and you are cordially invited. It will be a masked ball and you will be required to wear a mask, a map will be provided on the bottom of the envelope. A mask and suit will be hanging on your locker with the pieces fitting to it.
7 p.m
Don't be late.
Handler 56495
"Slick, come on please, be my wingman and help me out, I'm begging you!" Rocco got on his knees while grabbing Ricky's pant legs.
"Golly, Rocco's desperate." Edward nudged Jake who rolled his eyes at this interaction.
"Rocco, where's your dignity?" Ricky joked though Rocco shook his head.
"I ain't got none after my recent dry streak, now please help me get some action." Rocco asked since Ricky was the perfect wingman as long as he lowered his standards a bit.
"If this weird meeting cut's out early then I'll catch up, deal?" Ricky laughed at his friend's behavior as he jumped to his feet before taking him into a hug.
"You're the bestest friend a guy could ask for."
A couple hours later,
"They really weren't kidding about the suit." Ricky returned to his locker, his surprise evident as he found a suit hanging inside.
At the top of the suit was a skull mask that covered the upper half of his face, and at the bottom, a polished pair of dress shoes sat neatly.
Ricky shook his head slightly, grabbed the suit, and removed it from the locker before entering the bathroom.
After a couple of minutes, he emerged from the bathroom, adjusting his skull cufflinks before pulling out a letter.
The sound of heels clacking echoed as Ricky walked down the empty hallway and entered the gymnasium.
Students, much like himself, were seated on the bleachers as Ricky raised an eyebrow and noticed that the men were wearing suits exactly similar to his, while the women wore pearly white necklaces with a black dress.
Glancing at his letter, he searched for an empty seat and found one in the middle row, making his way over to it.
As he sat down, he observed that everyone was silent, not even whispering. Ricky looked around, taking in the unusual silence.
"Do we just wait or-"
"SHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Everyone hushed him the second he started whispering as he held up his hands in a surrender.
"Geez-"
"SHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
Ricky rolled his eyes, leaning back and making a zipping gesture across his mouth before throwing away the key.
Suddenly, lights illuminated the center of the gymnasium, revealing an elongated table with members seated behind it in lavish chairs.
Their gazes were fixed on the students gathered on the bleachers; this council of thirteen people, quietly exuding authority, were in fact the leaders of the Skull and Bones.
'This looks so stupid-'
"Greetings hopeful inductees and welcome to the 253rd recruitment of the Skull and Bones." The man at the center announced as the people in front of him started clapping before he raised a hand which made them all immediately cease into a dead silence.
"Each of you was chosen by a designated handler; however out of the fifty of you, only ten will join the club." The leader informed the fifty participants in attendance today as Ricky leaned back while scratching his chin.
"If you were smart then you would've held onto your letter as it will hold the key to finding your ticket into the club." The leader informed the participants, Ricky tilting his head while pulling out the letter before turning it back and forth though didn't find anything.
"A skull and bones member needs to be bold, elegant, calculative, and resourceful if they wish to join the ranks of the most elite club that has been around since the start of america." The leader announced though Ricky yawned which made the nearby people glare at him.
"Now, if you truly manage to follow the clues and directions then you will be able to find your ticket, which is this." The leader held up a metal skull while gently setting it in front of him to display to the hopeful participants.
"You have one hour to bring a skull to a member seated at the table with whatever methods possible." The leader looked around the participants before finding Ricky.
"Begin."
The participants immediately jumped to their feet while grabbing the letters from their pockets before trying to decipher any directions on them.
After a while, the participants started trickling out until the only one remaining in the entire gymnasium was Ricky who hadn't even left the bleacher.
"May I help you, participant?" The leader asked with a smile though Ricky looked around at all of these members.
"You look like a bunch of dorks, you know that right?" Ricky laughed at his own insult however the members simply stared at him with dead eyes.
"And obviously don't have a sense of humor either." Ricky yawned while stretching his arms.
"Participant, are you not afraid of falling behind the other forty nine?" The leader tilted his head but Ricky shrugged.
"All I have to do is find that metal skull, correct?"
"Correct."
"And it looks exactly like the one sitting in front of you?"
"Precisely."
The interaction was brief but it affirmed Ricky's beliefs as he nodded before standing up.
The members simply stared at him walking down the bleachers towards the leader, who patiently waited for him.
Ricky ascended the steps to where the members sat and eventually stood before the leader who he had a brief exchange with seconds ago.
Looking into the leader's blue eyes, Ricky reached out and grabbed the metal skull, examining it.
There was nothing particularly special about the skull except for its weight as he tossed it up and down.
"Here." Ricky stopped tossing it and held out the skull to the leader who stared at him for a long time before smiling widely.
The leader took the skull, and suddenly, applause resounded throughout the gymnasium as everyone stared at the member who had just passed whatever test or ritual had taken place.
"Congratulations participant, you have officially passed the first test." The leader announced to Ricky who raised an eyebrow.
"First?" Ricky asked, seeing the leader nod which made him slightly annoyed.
"Although you would be informed later once the other nine skulls have been found, there is a total of five more test since only five members can really join each year-"
"Yeah, I'm not waiting that long." Ricky interrupted while looking around before stepping down the steps.
The leader looked around at his fellow council who were equally confused since they immediately assumed the worst.
"Participant, do you wish to leave and be disqualified?" The leader curiously asked since although it was frowned upon it wasn't all that uncommon for participants dropping out.
"Huh? Oh no, I'm just going to speed up the process since I have plans later." Ricky looked at him weirdly before turning back to the entrances.
Ricky literally joined this snobby school to rub shoulders with the elite in hopes of forming connections and this club was literally meant for the elite of the elite to rub shoulders.
So why wouldn't he join?
However Ricky wasn't going to run around like some kind of dog since after some convincing on Rocco's part, he actually wanted to go to the movies to let loose a little.
"I would advise against that." The leader suddenly spoke only when Ricky was about to take off his mask causing him to turn back.
"Is it really that big of a deal-"
"Yes." The entire skull and bones club responded, making Ricky roll his eyes.
"Fine, I'll keep this stuffy mask on." Ricky sighed as a slight chuckle rescinded from a girl on the council who was staring daggers at him.
*BAM*
"I FOUND IT!" A man cheered and rushed over to the council, prompting Ricky to smile as he walked forward.
In the excitement, the teenager forgot that the council members were actually wearing white suits instead of black.
Nonetheless, he handed the skull to Ricky, thinking he had completed the first task at hand.
"Am I a part of the club now?!" The teenager asked with hopeful eyes as Ricky placed the skull in his pocket.
"Nope." Ricky then turned around as another member on the council started cackling at this before the leader shoved him.
"Oh come on, that's hilarious." One of the council members defended himself only for the leader to nudge him again.
"What do you mean I didn't pass, I GAVE YOU THE SKULL!" The teengaer's heart sank as gazed up at the leader who shook his head.
"He is a participant, not a member, so you have not passed the test yet." The leader annoyingly informed the teenager.
"BUT THAT ISN'T FAIR-"
"Fair?" One of the female council members finally spoke up, sneering at the participant.
"There is no such thing as 'Fair' there is only win or lose and you little bug, lost." The council member was ruthless, making the teenager shake his head while looking distraught at Ricky boredly pacing around the auditorium.
"GIVE IT BACK TO ME RIGHT NOW!" The teenager screeched outwards, but Ricky simply side-eyed him.
"If you really want to get hurt because of this skull, then go for it." Ricky offered as the teenager flinched before clenching his fist.
"Ahhhhhhhhh!" The teenager let out his battle cry as he charged at Ricky who calmly stood still.
*Bam*
*Thump*
Ricky quickly punched the teenager smack dab in the face as his eyes immediately rolled to the back of his skull while his body slumped to the ground.
Although older, this pampered kid had never been in a fight let alone thrown a punch which made the experienced Ricky, qualified from years of kicking ass and getting his ass kicked, easily subdue him.
"All in favor of disqualifying participant 26 for lack of elegance."
"I!" All the members loudly spoke as the leader pointed and amidst Ricky's eyes, the unconscious teenager was dragged out.
*PFFFFT*
"Am I not disqualified?" Ricky asked with an amused tone but the leader shrugged at this question.
"To you your actions weren't elegant, but in our eyes it was quick and precise." The leader spoke while nudging the man cackling to his side once more to cease his muffled laughing.
"Honestly I want to apologize, but I won't since all the planning and arranging you all made for sifting members out will go to waste cause I'm going to take all of these skulls." Ricky shrugged as the door opened again with a man running with two people chasing behind him.
"GET HIM!"
"DAMMIT YOU THIEF!"
The two men behind the running teenager screamed at him, but he didn't care. His focus was on the other members.
This teenager wasn't the sharpest tool in the shed, but he was sneaky and when he saw two guys were arguing over the ownership of a skull, he snatched it right before their eyes.
'I DID IT! I DID IT-"
*COUGH*
Suddenly, the teenager let out a dry heave as a sudden fist lodged into his stomach, causing him to tumble backwards to the ground.
The two chasing him immediately stopped, their eyes widening as they watched Ricky swiftly go through the pockets of the fallen kid before taking out his skull.
"Good effort but poor execution." The leader commented, and the other members nodded in agreement, acknowledging the teenager's actions.
However, one member frowned, his gaze fixed on the teenager rolling around on the ground, perhaps disapproving of his behavior.
"Dammit Josh."
"Uh, can he do that?" One masked teenager asked the leader, who sighed, while placing his hand on his head.
"Technically yes." The leader informed the two as they looked at each other then at Ricky.
"I dare you." Ricky squinted, a slight smile playing on his lips, as the two individuals bit their lips nervously before looking back at each other and nodding.
However, instead of charging at him as Ricky assumed they might, they bolted out of the auditorium, leaving the teenager Ricky had punched scrambling to his feet.
"G-Give it back." The teengear hissed in anger while clutching his stomach.
"Nope." Ricky smirked, pocketing the second skull, while the latter gritted his teeth.
Before he could say anything, he made eye contact with a council member who clicked his tongue in disapproval.
Ricky wasn't naive at this slight occurrence; turning around and seeing the angry expression on a council member and immediately judging them to be family.
The injured teenager limped toward the bleachers as Ricky raised an eyebrow before completely turning around to face the council member with whom he had made eye contact before.
"That's your brother right?" Ricky walked back to the table as the council remained steadfast but the look in his eyes said it all.
Clear annoyance and hatred mixed like a melting pot in his hazel eyes which reflected that smug smile playing on Ricky's face.
"Are you mad that I treated your brother like a ragdoll?" Ricky leaned over and gazed at the member, deciding to pass time by picking a fight with this council member.
"Participant, although I wished that failure didn't occur for him, he couldn't even complete the task at hand so there is no point in getting riled up over it." The council members' eyes were furious however even in this chaotic moment, the aura was masked in a calm collected manner.
'Rich people are so weird.' Ricky tilted his head with a smile as he couldn't help but become more interested in this world in which the 1% lived in.
'Well, I guess I'll wait and see what this grandiose gathering of pubescent hormones morphs into.'
章節 21: Chapter 21: A Glimpse Into High Society
30 minutes later,
"And that's the last one." Ricky smirked after picking up the last skull ornament from a sniveling teenager holding his bruised face.
*Sigh*
The leader started sighing, however instead of being annoyed, he had a wide smile on his face before leaning back in his seat.
"Participant, I congratulate you on achieving a feat that none before you have ever achieved." The leader complimented him, his words prompting small claps from the existing members in acknowledgement of his achievement.
Then the leader gazed upon the morally destroyed participants, a disappointed light flashing in his eyes.
"However you cannot join on your lonesome, there needs to be five participants in total who pass for the semester." The leader hinted at Ricky who raised an eyebrow, understanding his words shortly there after
*Clap*
"My fellow participants, form a line facing me if you want the chance to get ahold of this weird skeleton head." Ricky pulled a skeleton head out of his pocket, pointing to it then at all of the hateful participants shooting glares at him.
Suddenly, one of the first participants he had stolen from stood up and elegantly walked over to Ricky.
Ricky looked back at one of the council leaders before winking at him, turning back around to the kid who looked around the same age as him.
Then, before the widened eyes of not only the participants but the council members, Ricky handed the skull to the clearly anxious kid.
"Since you were the first to actually believe me, here is your reward." Ricky patted the kid's shoulder as he flinched before looking down at the skeleton in his hand.
The kid looked around before immediately darting forward and past Ricky who didn't even move a inch.
"Participant #29 has passed." The earlier council member snatched the skull from the kid almost instantly after he reached the podium before immediately announcing.
"Haha!" The kid excitedly jumped up and down before receiving a glare from his older brother which quickly shut him up.
"Now do you believe me?" Ricky asked with a smile, prompting shocked participants to look at each other before immediately darting forward.
Within ten seconds, a line had formed in front of Ricky, each person eager to covet the new skull ornament he had just taken out.
Walking down the line, Ricky side-eyed the council, who watched his actions with enhanced intrigue.
Ricky eventually stopped, causing the participant in front of him to squirm, turning his eyes to the familiar figure of Maria.
Blushing, Maria turned away, knowing she had been caught as Ricky started snickering before reaching for her hand.
"Follow my lead, Princess~" Ricky teased in a quiet whisper, causing Maria, who was already embarrassed at being found out, to duck her head in embarrassment.
He grabbed her hand delicately, placing the skull in it before guiding her over to a sitting council member.
The council member raised an eyebrow at this interaction but ultimately shrugged, seemingly unconcerned.
"Participant 42 has passed." The council member spoke, and Maria's previously embarrassed smile lit up into an enthusiastic one.
She was then instructed to sit on the stairs, and Ricky led her over to them before returning to the front of the line he had constructed.
"Now the rest of you lot, get on your knees." Ricky had a thought and suddenly asked as one of the council members started laughing incessantly.
Not even a second passed and seven participants fell to their knees in hopes of acquiring a skull before thirty followed.
However, fifteen individuals upright either refused or didn't care to follow Ricky's instructions as they simply scoffed.
Ricky nodded his head before curiously looking back only to see the disgusted faces of not only the skull and bones members, but their council as well.
"Everyone who had just willingly submitted themselves are hereby disqualified." The leader didn't care what Ricky was up to and swiftly disqualified them.
"What?"
"But what did we do wrong?"
"YOU CAN'T DO THAT!"
"NO, I CAN'T BE DISQUALIFIED!"
Shock followed by outrage rippled through the crowd however, before they could vocalize their protests, members of the Skull and Bones stood up.
Each participant who fell to their knees was guided or dragged out of the room and once the room was cleared, fifteen anxious and relieved members stood before Ricky and the council, awaiting their decision.
"It's kinda like Simon says." Ricky nodded as the leader rubbed his forehead in grief at how these participants were being led around so easily.
"Well, this is getting boring so let's speed it up." Ricky spoke as he took out two skulls before dropping them on the ground.
"Go wild." Ricky encouraged the upcoming fight, laughing as he walked over to where Maria was.
The fifteen members froze, ready to go wild, but then remembered what the leader had said and looked up at him.
Each participant flinched as they saw the leader's disgusted gaze, as if he already knew what they were about to do.
"I have an idea on who to decide who passes while we all keep our dignity." A teenager suddenly spoke up as the other fourteen immediately tuned in.
Ricky frowned, his eyebrows scrunching since instead of an all out brawl, they all did a rock paper scissor tournament.
The two who took the skull were the male teenager who had suggested the idea and a random female who was lucky enough to win.
The leader glanced at Ricky, who seemed indifferent as he didn't care to give the other five skulls still in his pocket.
Nodding, the leader then looked at his fellow council members, who almost instantly agreed with him without needing to speak as he grabbed his gavel, signaling the end of the meeting.
"And that concludes the 253 first term recruitment." The leader announced throughout the gymnasium while the thirteen failed participants hung their heads in shame.
"However as you followed the code of the Skull and Bones to the utmost sincerity, you will all be invited to the second term recruitment." The leader announced with a smile as the thirteen failed participants' faces lit up in hope for the future.
"Now please leave the gymnasium." The leader instructed the thirteen of them to quickly leave and they all did as they were told.
Once those thirteen failed participants left, every one of the members including the council started taking off their masks.
"Congratulations Ricky Luciano, Maira Profaci, Tim Lafayette Hunt, Sam Johnson, and Ruth Pesotta to the society of Skull and Bones." The young man announced as clapping resounded from the existing members as the new members all looked thrilled while nodding.
"Please follow us to the congratulatory banquet to be held in all of your honors." The leader stood up along with the rest, escorting them to the celebratory banquet.
Ricky walked a little bit ahead to the leader who was leading the pack while ignoring the clear chain of superiority since only those seated on the council were supposed to walk ahead.
"Ricky Luciano." Ricky introduced himself as the leader's smile before holding out his hand in return.
"Henry Ford II." Henry's words subtly shocked Ricky who shook the hand of the man that would eventually inherit the ford empire.
"That stunt you pulled off was quite something." An arm slung itself around him as a guy smiled cheerfully.
"Jerry Hammer, good to meet ya Ricky." Jerry shook Ricky's hand with a boisterous laugh.
"Nice to meet ya." Ricky recognized that laugh and shook his head, making Jerry snickered at this response.
"You're hilarious Ricky, usually these recruiting events are a snooze fest but I have never laughed once when attending, at least, until you showed up!" Jerry hollered out, finally letting out the laughter he had been keeping in earlier.
"And-HAhAHAHAHAHA!" Jerry was about to say something else when looking to the side as the council member, talking with the new member Tim, scrunched his eyebrows.
"And when you dangled Haroldson's brother over him, I swear, I SWEAR, I almost fell out of my seat trying to contain myself!" Jerry enthusiastically spoke out while speaking towards Haroldson in subtle undertones which made him step forward.
"Although I do not like you Ricky, I respect your actions." Haroldson bluntly spoke before shaking Ricky's hand.
"Haroldson Lafayette Hunt Jr II." Haroldson remarked as Ricky gave him a cheeky smile in response.
Right as the other council members were about to introduce themselves, they saw Henry arrive at two double doors.
"I know that many of you, especially the council, were looking forward to all the events that were supposed to take place today." Henry spoke while eyeing Ricky who simply didn't care in the least at the sudden stares accumulating on his figure.
"But let's fill all that time with the main festivity, the banquet." Henry signaled as the double doors opened to reveal a lavish scenery.
In the center of the room hung a gorgeous chandelier, casting a warm, inviting glow over the scene below.
The long, outstretched tables were covered in the finest silk, creating an elegant and luxurious atmosphere.
Upon these tables sat the finest meals, a feast that only the poor could dream of indulging in.
The members of the Skull and Bones funneled into the banquet hall, eager to engage in what this club was intended for in the first place: networking.
What had started as a simple gathering of the richest 1% at the University of Yale had evolved into something much larger, spreading all over the tri-state area.
Over time, this club had become a rite of passage for the budding offspring of those same 1%, a way to reaffirm their bloodlines through the relationships their parents had once built.
The banquet was not just a meal; it was a symbol of their status, their privilege, and their power.
"Hello Maria." Ricky popped up right as Maria was about to take some crab, flinching and covering her chest.
"Oh, you scared me Ricky~" Maria let out a breath of relief knowing it was Ricky as she then smiled.
"And thank you." Maria truly thanked Ricky from the bottom of her heart as he waved his hand.
"It's no prob-"
"Not to me it isn't." Maria was dead serious when gazing into Ricky's eyes.
While for some, joining the elite was a chance to climb the social ladder, for her, it was a chance to fulfill the thing she wanted most in this world: friends.
Despite understanding that her name came with responsibilities and sacrifices, it didn't make the loneliness any less profound as time progressed.
Overtime, Maria started to become accustomed to the loneliness that had created a divide between her and the common girl, leaving her feeling isolated.
However, upon receiving this invitation, new sparks of hopeful thinking emerged as she considered the chance to make friends.
"Then you are most welcome." Ricky showed a charmed expression while Maria smiled warmly at this before he took a sip of champagne.
"R-Ricky aren't you-"
"I am, but let's keep it a secret between us, alright?" Ricky winked, making a shushing gesture as he downed the champagne.
"Hello Maria, would you mind if I commandeered Ricky here?" Henry popped up out of the blue as Maria once again flinched.
"Oh my apologies." Henry instinctively reached out, only for his hand to be grabbed by Ricky.
Henry raised an eyebrow before understanding what Maria meant to Ricky in almost an instant, nodding his head in realization.
"It's fine, Ricky we'll talk later okay?" Maria nodded before placing a hand on Ricky's arm as he nodded his head while letting Henry lead him away.
"Please forgive me if you thought I was making advances towards your woman." Henry first apologized since at heart, he was a gentleman.
"It's fine, but if you'd spread the word around school that she's taken then it would make me very gracious." Ricky spoke words that made Henry smile with an assuring nod.
"Anyhow, I wanted to introduce you to the rest of the council since they all were interested in your earlier display." Henry gestured as ten people were grouped up though each and everyone of them were staring at Ricky.
"What is the point of this council anyway?" Ricky asked, knowing this stuffy elitist council was something more.
"The council is meant for the most influential members within the club and our positions are held not by seniority but by votes from other members." Henry instructed, Ricky listening in while putting his empty glass on a passing waiter.
"The original purpose of this club is essentially to network with others of the same status. It's the core fundamental of this organization, which is why its inner workings are composed of those who excel at it." Henry explained, gazing at all these men and women that would one day take up notable positions within America.
"Everyone here is guaranteed entrance into the 1% since we are privileged enough to be given this right from birth." Henry continued, knowing it was merely luck that had given him this place in the world, and decided to take full advantage of it.
"But only a few can truly use this privilege to its fullest advantage. The Skull and Bones Society seeks to enhance our collective group, fostering those who can maximize their potential and contribute to our legacy." Henry finished as they arrived at the circle which held the other ten members who intently gazed at Ricky.
"You've already met three of us already so let me introduce the rest." Henry then guided Ricky's view to his closest side.
"This is George Goldman, his father and mother are both integral members of the notorious Goldman Sach group here in New york." Henry introduced as George raised a glass towards Ricky.
"This is Arthur Sears, his father is one of the two founders of Sears Roebuck." Henry gestured to Arthur who gave a nod to Ricky.
"To the left of Arthur is Joseph Hassebrook, his father and the owner and CEO of American Metal." Henry introduced though Joseph showed a scowl to Ricky as he quickly tried to turn Ricky's gaze away from him.
"Right beside Joseph is Betty Eagan and her father is the founder of American cast iron pipe-"
"You best keep yer eyes off my Betty, if you know what's good for you." Joseph let out a drunken remark which showed that his unpleasantness lay within his poor control over alcohol.
"Joseph!" Betty became immediately embarrassed by her drunken fiance as she quickly walked next to him.
Maybe it was a woman's sixth sense but right as she reached his side, he almost collapsed though was propped up due to her being there.
"If ya'll excuse us." Betty chuckled anxiously before walking Joseph to the side while angrily whispering at him.
*Cough*
"This is-"
Henry then promptly introduced three more guys who names and associations that came with them which were:
Randal Palmer: Son of the supreme court justice Mitchell Palmer
Robert F. Wagner ll: Son of the current senator Robert F. Wagner of the third class.
Frank Giillete: Son of the found and owner of United states Rubber
"And-"
"Ruth Sheffield, charmed~" Ruth stepped forward while subtly pushing Henry to the side while holding out her hand.
"A pleasure, Ruth." Ricky understood and gently picked her hand while kissing it.
*Ding*
[Mission Received: Ruth Steffield]
Difficulty: Medium
Character Sheet: B+
Description: Ruth Steffield, born with a diamond spoons that makes all diamond spoons pale in comparison. From a young age she's got whatever she's desired and all she's ever wanted and right now, she looks like she wants you.
Objective: Give her what she wants and something she never expected to get.
Reward: 50,000 IP
Main Mission:
Impregnante Ruth Once:
Rewards: 100 Gacha or Ruth's Skills
Impregnate Ruth Twice:
Rewards: ?????????
Impregnate Ruth Thrice:
Rewards: ?????????
Additional Missions:
Have Ruth throw away her pride that she always hangs over others(Incomplete)
Reward: Legendary/Epic Coupon
Get Ruth to beg for your cum(Incomplete)
Reward: Epic Item Coupon
Cum Inside all three of Ruth's holes(Incomplete)
Reward: Rare Coupon
Bonus Missions:
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'Accept.'
"I still can't believe how elegant you were when 'gathering' those skulls, Ricky~" Ruth wasn't even subtle in her filtering as Ricky chuckled.
"Well, I seek to impress." Ricky made a lame joke however Ruth started laughing uncontrollably as if it was the funniest thing she heard in her life.
"Oh Ricky, you're such a riot." Ruth placed a hand on his shoulder as Jerry rolled his eyes.
"Hey Ruth, get your mitts off of him-"
*GULP*
Jerry wanted to talk more with Ricky and maybe get out a laugh or two until he saw that vicious side-eye from Ruth which made him halt all movements.
"Jerry, did I say you could talk to me?" Ruth asked as Jerry realized that she wasn't in any mood to even joke around.
"N-No." Jerry rubbed the back of his neck knowing that messing with Ruth wasn't anything to be taken lightly.
Although his family was prominent in its own right, Ruth's father was arguably the most powerful man in America.
His steel was used all around the country, boasting the highest return rate in terms of profits out of all the companies of this age.
To add the cream to the pudding, Ruth's grandfather was John D. Rockefeller, making Ruth practically untouchable.
"Ricky, unlike that fool, you are so interesting." Ruth gently petted Ricky's arm as the latter simply gave her an amused gaze.
"And what's made you so taken to me?" Ricky played along and asked while Ruth gave him a warm smile.
"Well for one thing, you're the heir to the Luciano crime family." Ruth boldly outed Ricky to the rest; however none of these other council members were clueless about his background.
"Oh?" Ricky raised an eyebrow at how unsurprised these people were of his father's actions.
"We're not insulting you or anything Ricky since the mafia is very well known to our class of people." Henry informed Ricky though he wasn't surprised since he was sure that they knew a whole lot more than that.
"Well, don't worry I'm not insulted and to show my good graciousness." Ricky took out a couple of blank cards and pens before scribbling something onto it.
"If you ever find yourself in the Luciano family's territory, show them this card and you'll get VIP treatment." Ricky handed these cards to the current members who were surprised but took the cards nonetheless, except one.
"What if I come to see you?" Ruth edged her finger across the stuck out card, tracing her finger alongside the edges as Ricky shrugged.
"Then give them this card." Ricky's words made the others snicker as Ruth raised an intrigued eyebrow before taking the card.
"Even?" Jerry said one word but the gesture of tapping his nose spoke a whole sentence as Ricky reaffirmed him.
"Anything." Ricky's subtle action raised the others' approval of him.
The conversation afterwards was pleasant as they conversed about tedious subjects.
Maria stood off to the side, emanating a lonely aura as no one approached her. Yet, she wouldn't have given them a second of her time, her eyes longingly fixed on both Ricky and Ruth.
Maria initially thought Ricky's actions were merely friendly, attributing them to their shared origins.
However, a pain she couldn't explain struck her heart every time she saw Ruth flirtatiously touching Ricky. Suddenly, Maria flinched when Ricky turned in her direction.
Panicking, she tried to hide herself behind a nearby plant, hoping he hadn't noticed her.
"Come here." Ricky suddenly stopped talking with the others while gesturing to her though she still hid behind the plant.
*Sigh*
Ricky walked over to the shy girl before dragging her over to the group as she shook her head while letting out a flurry of whispers.
"R-Ricky s-stop-"
"This shy little thing here is Maria Profaci." Ricky suddenly introduced as the other chuckled at her behavior.
"Ruth." Ruth introduced first though her eyes flickered with annoyance but masked it perfectly with a golden smile.
"Maria." Maria whispered, taking Ruth's hand gently before the others' introduction followed.
"Names Jerry but you can call me-Jerry, just call me Jerry." Jerry's tone was smooth until he saw the sharp eyes of Ricky gazing at him, seeing his whole being subtle oozing with with killing intent
Jerry quickly shook Maria's hand before waddling back to his spot, looking to Henry for help, but in return Henry only shook his head in disappointment.
Gradually, Maria warmed up to the group as Ricky encouraged her out of her shy shell, helping her blossom into an energetic presence.
An hour passed, and Maria was happily chatting with everyone, including Ruth, with whom she seemed to hit it off.
Initially, Ruth wanted to assess her competition, but Maria's radiant personality was irresistible.
Soon, they started a lively, no-boys-allowed girl talk, bonding over shared interests and stories.
"Alright, I better take her home since she probably snuck out to this shindig." Ricky informed the guys as they all gave understanding nods.
"We'll give you the itinerary for all the meetings later so go get her home." Henry patted Ricky's shoulder but before he could leave, he suddenly stopped.
"Before I leave, who was my handler?" Ricky asked as the others smiled while looking at a certain someone.
"Really?" Ricky looked at Henry who shrugged since he had assumed he'd chosen another.
"I'd be a fool not to recommend the man who's so notorious all around the streets of New York city." Henry shrugged, hiding the real intentions but Ricky didn't care to press on the matter before walking over to Maria.
"Maria, it's time for us to go." Ricky placed a hand on her shoulder while gently pulling her away from Ruth's clutches.
"N-No, ten more minutes~" Maria whined, being pulled away from Ruth's clutches but Ricky was firm in his decision.
"Nope, say goodbye." Ricky pulled Maria as she frowned but waved goodbye to her new friend.
Though before they left the lavish banquet, Ricky swiped a bottle of champagne without a care in the world.
"Bye Maria." Ruth waved as her hawk eyes watched the two of them leave before Henry strolled up to her side.
"I see you've found something you like?" Henry raised an eyebrow while taking a sip of his wine.
"No, I found something I want." Ruth's eyes turned to Ricky's departing back as Henry sighed, already knowing what would happen, though his eyes betrayed his outward expression.
"And I always get what I want."
Ricky and Maria left shortly afterwards as he drove her back to the Profaci residence before an armed gunman stopped him.
"Stop your-Princess?" The bodyguard spoke in an intimidating tone before he showed a look of shock.
"Surprise?" Maria chuckled anxiously as the bodyguard stood there stupefied.
"Can we pass now?" Ricky asked the bodyguard who quickly nodded though still looked shocked at Maria outside the compound.
Ricky then drove up to the front of the house before stepping out of the car though right as Maria was about to open the door, he reached it first.
"My lady~" Ricky said in an overly gentlemanly way while sticking out his hand as Maria giggled before taking it.
"Oh why thank you-"
*BAM*
Maria couldn't even finish her words as the door swung open to reveal a stern Profaci crossing both arms.
"Uncy wait-" Maria tried to say something but it was too late as Profaci wasn't in the mood to hear anything.
"Upstairs." Profaci pointed behind her but Maria hesitated after seeing Profaci looking at Ricky.
"Uncy, Ricky only drove me home, I snuck-"
"NOW!" Profaci yelled, causing Maria to flinch before rushing inside the house in the midst of Profaci's anger.
Maria gave Ricky a guilty look but he simply gestured towards her in a reassuring way as she reached inside the house.
Profaci gazed at Ricky for a long time before letting out a deep sigh while reaching for a cigar and lighting it.
"Anything to say?" Profaci asked while lighting his cigar but Ricky simply shrugged.
"Do you really think so lowly of me, to believe that I would disrespect you so boldly by not asking for your permission to take Maria out?" Ricky countered quickly as Profaci wanted to say something before realizing that Ricky's words held some merit.
Profaci had an already very favorable impression of Ricky and willingly showed it so why would he go out of his way to ruin it.
"What happened?" Profaci asked, walking over to Ricky and guiding him over to a nearby bench which looked over his garden fountain.
Ricky didn't care in the least for the secrecy of the bones and skulls society while telling his fellow crime lord the reasoning as Profaci showed an understanding look.
"And you said she made a friend?" Profaci showed a heartfelt smile after hearing the entire story about their adventure.
"Oh I'm sure, they would have talked the whole night if I didn't decide to pluck her then and there." Ricky joked, making Profaci chuckle before grabbing another cigar and handing it to Ricky.
"Don't tell Lucky that I gave you this cuban." Profaci smiled as Ricky took it and took a couple of puffs.
Profaci's smile grew wider after realizing this cheeky bastard had smoked before, pleased that Ricky already knew what to do and didn't have to give him the rundown.
"You're a good lad." Profaci laughed heartily while tapping his shoulder in affirmation.
"Thanks Uncle." Ricky took another puff as Profaci wiped his eye before standing up.
"If you ever want to take Maria out for a night on the town, just make sure to bring her home before 10." Profaci winked while subtly giving Ricky his blessing before walking back to the mansion.
"Hahahahahaha!" Ricky let out a laugh at the permission granted by the most protective uncle he had ever seen as it felt like an accomplishment in itself.
Standing up, Ricky adjusted himself as he walked towards his Cadillac. He got in and glanced at the passenger seat, where a full bottle of the finest champagne rested.
"Now let's go party."
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