Don: The Blood Chains

As Joseph stepped over the dead guard at the doorway, he started to feel something, now an entirely different and it wasn't how it was before, wasn't excitement or happiness, but it was more like some moral and human was still there, like only some drop of it, because as he stepped out of the warehouse, what he saw was disgusting.

In front of the warehouse were the guards of Jelena, Vincente and Gabbana, they were all dead, but the thing about it that made his stomach hurt and felt the need to vomit, was the way they were killed.

It was all headshots. 

All of them were dead by one single shot, one single bullet, but some of them had literally missing heads. Like he looked at one in the far left, one laying beside one of the cars, and half of his head was missing, and literally he could see his brain and the mushed flesh with bone sticking out.

Another one almost in front was also in that way, but he was facing up. He had no face, literally it was not there, just blood and the mangled flesh as just how the whole front of the warehouse was full of blood like it was a pool or a slaughterhouse and it immediately hit his nose.

It was different then inside, yeah there was blood but this was something more than that, something that was just horrifying to look at and experience, especially when the hot sun was shining on their bodies and making everything just feel more intense.

Almost like life wanted him to remember this, the open skulls and missing heads, to make sure he knows what world he is stepping in, what waited for him for ten fucking long years. That is just the beginning of all of it, the beginning of the blood filling up his nose, making his stomach churn, his throat tighten and his pulse quicken.

Like the welcoming of him, like how he just joked when they kidnapped him, a welcome party with dead bodies laying in front of him… that was the time he realized that maybe he made a mistake, maybe all of it was a big mistake, and it would have been much easier if he had just kept headbutting the cell walls until he slowly died…but now he already was in the progress of becoming a true Don and there was no turn back, especially after he just heard that people are wanting for him with a home.

To be true he felt that he was in great debt to them, like they did what he thought about every day and killed his parents and now saved his ass from death, which was well inconvenient for him a bit, but at least he now realized that there was no other road than what is already paved to him.

"High caliber round from a sniper rifle up there." The Pirate spoke again as he was pointing up at a building, and as Joseph slowly looked up there he realized that, fuck, this is, really on a whole other level.

A 6 story building and on the roof of it was at least 11 people he could see, some of them aiming with big ass sniper rifles. They are really on a whole different level.

"What is your name… or should I call you Pirate?" Joseph asked as he started walking, stepping over the bodies.

"My name is Pablo, Pablo Serrano." He said as he walked beside him.

"Pablo?" He glanced at him. "Good name for a drug lord."

"I'm not a drug lord but your soldier Don Cas–"

Suddenly Joseph stopped in his tracks looking at Pablo in a way that he felt something stopping in him, like his heart skipped a beat.

And well, Joseph was kinda surprised and was confused by it… like this man in front of him, with one eye and experience like no other, a ex special force operator that now is gotta be at least 40, is talking to him like he is a king, even earlier that head bow was like what the fuck was that… it was too much.

"Joseph… that's my name and I am hungry and tired Pablo… let's go… home." He looked back and started walking again but that whole moment just gave more reason for Pablo and everybody around that all these ten years, all this patience they did was… worth it even if Joseph didn't even understand it or notice it.

They thought a lot about it, even some lost all hope over the ten years when not even a reply came back from the prison that the guard said that not even one word was said by Joseph… they thought it was all over. A teen going into jail to a solitary cell with no light… it was the biggest torture to anybody, especially for ten straight years and they were worried that he broke, he became crazy, a mentally ill person, somebody who no longer lives in reality but in his own imagination, that when he finally comes out of the prison… he will be totally crazy.

But now what he said just seconds ago well just first hundred percent confirmed that one, he had mental problems because who the fuck would say in the biggest calmness that he's hungry while beneath his legs are blood, brains, and dead bodies, while the blood is hitting his nose... not many. Second, he was exactly what they wanted, he became exactly the person they wanted to serve in the name of their own justice.

A psychopath who does not care about blood, about suffering and death around him, who can still think rationally and well with one look at him everybody can feel the power coming from him.

He was truly reborn in that cell.

"Let me open it for you." Pablo spoke as they arrived at the black SUV and grabbed the door handle slowly opening the door which Joseph looked at and was surprised again.

The door was at least 15 centimeters thick, but he didn't say nothing, because it was common sense that if something is that thick, especially a car door, it's gotta be for a reason… it's armored.

"So many cars, isn't it too flashy?" Joseph asked again as he noticed that 3 cars went ahead and they went before it and the other three behind them… like it was clear somebody important was in the car.

"Yeah, it is, but there are many who want to, well… kill you." Pablo said as he turned toward him, and Joseph was looking at him with those tired eyes.

"Enemies?"

"From ten years ago, the business partners of your dad and the alliance that collapsed with their death." Pablo explained to him and it was their number one biggest threat.

They dug around in those ten years to identify potential enemies and the list just grew day to day, so many people thought that it was really him who did it, ordered it, that they just wanted to see him dead, even tried to bribe prison guards to end his life.

His whole existence is in danger thanks to, well, for Pablo and the DAG that they massacred them… well Joseph knew that too, like he puzzled it together that with their action just made more enemies that he had no business of having.

But at least his life is not going to be boring for some time, that's for sure.