HE IS EVERYWHERE

Hours ago before the five buildings in the city exploded, a meeting was held at the main base of the Oddesseaus Base with five of the biggest clans in the Underground. The Crane, Pyro, Hydra, Dufus, and Pierce. These clans have connections from all over the world, whether on the Underground or the surface.

The ominous aura dominates the corners of the room. Sitting on the long round glassed table where the five clan leaders personally attended the meeting after knowing they will cross the most powerful clan in the Mafia world, the Aslanovs. And now they join forces. It's been decades since they attempt to eliminate the entire Aslanovs but they have never succeeded. Now that they have prepared their successors and found out the Aslanovs' relationship with Mort is not on good terms, they've come to conclude this is the best opportunity to wage war with them. They know that no one will help the Aslanovs as they have never had a good connection with other Mafia Leaders, especially the new generation, so the situation is more favorable to them.

"It's time for them to perish. They have reigned our world for so long. And I'm grateful to all of you who are willing to risk your life and spend money and weapons for this battle."

Don Charles, Yelena's foster father and the leader of Oddesseau, sitting in front of the five clan leaders, rested his hands on the table with a dark expression on his face. He had a smooth, spade shaped beard matching his personality.

Don Charles became a leader after he killed his father, ended his short reign who was supposed to be in the position because of his greed and hunger for power. He couldn't wait to become Mafia Head and decided to put his father's fate in his hand. The former Oddesseau leader has also challenged the war against Aslanov for several decades. A spy was sent to penetrate the Aslanov's base but ended up unsuccessful. He made many failed assassination attempts and the worst thing he did was abduct the little girl and slaughter the Consigliere's wife they had framed a long time ago. And that girl was Yelena YEGOR Gordeux.

"I don't mind spending half or more of my wealth as long as the Aslanovs is entirely wiped out. I'm sick of hearing their name at the top of the Mafia Pyramid." Don Larkin, fifty years old, the clan leader of Hydra said expresses his deep repugnance to the Aslanovs. He's a powerful politician in the City. With his power in the government, he can easily cover up his illegal activities and dirty businesses from all over the globe

"Me too. I can't wait for their demise. I want them dead. All of them. I want to take over the number one spot as a gun dealer in the mafia port." Don Gunner 40, Pyro clan leader. A reputable gun dealer and the third supplier of weapons to the Underground.

"I want to see their head on my collection." Don Juno, Crane clan leader. A drug Lord and number one supplier on the surface.

"I have sent men to their house right now. Thousands of them. Maybe that's enough for this alliance. I did my part." said Don Shien, clan leader of Pierce. Syndicate Lord known on the surface. Though he committed crimes openly, the authorities have no power to arrest him because of his connection with the President of Brethren City.

The clan leader of the Dufus, Lady Ruth, was just quietly listening to the conversation with her hands crossed on her chest. She possesses that beautiful burning red hair and a pair of amber eyes. She was in deep thought that her eyebrows deeply knitted and eyed the table emotionlessly. All she wanted is for the Aslanovs to disappear from the world for good but she is not willing to donate half of her fortune. She had a strong hunch this plan will fail. Even though Mort's relationship with his family is not okay, she never looks down on Mischa's ability. That 15-year-old spoiled brat who loves spending money and only knows nothing but shopping, is far more dangerous. She can guarantee that since she has met that teen on several occasions. Lady Ruth always feels odd vibes from that Aslanov girl whenever their paths cross.

"She wasn't the chosen one for nothing." Lady Ruth suddenly blurted out what must have been in her mind. She got the clan leaders' attention who was now looking at her place. Eyes filled with questions.

"What do you mean?" Don Charles asked with a slight frown. He noticed Lady Ruth of Dufus had been quiet for a while. The lady seemed to be in deep thought to the point he thinks she was a snitch.

"I am talking about Mischa Aslanov. You underestimate the girl too much. She's an Aslanov. Dangerous and Destructive."

Straightforward, the red-haired woman answered which pleased Don Charles. It turns out that Ruth was only thinking a threat can be done by a 15-year-old kid who was naive in their world.

"She's still a kid and a girl. Do you know a woman who became a successful clan leader in the Underground?" Don Charles asked. He had forgotten that Ruth was also a woman, 30 years old. The woman piercingly eyed him, imagining setting Don Charles on fire.

And it was too late for him to realize what he said. Don Charles burst into chuckles and so did the other clan leaders laugh with him. Lady Ruth just clicked her tongue soundly. She wanted to shoot the old clan leaders in the head in annoyance. If it wasn't for her promise to the previous clan Lord, she wouldn't be attending today. 'Damn it.' She audibly cussed inside her mind.

"For our legendary win." Don Charles said seriously as he raised his wine glass filled with water and the blood of the six of them. The clan leaders did the same thing. They nodded with each other and raised their cup for a toast.

Before they could gulp the glass, the nearest building base of the Oddesseaus exploded. That building belonged to Yelena. And Don Charles knew right away what had happened.

"My adopted daughter is dead and now the war has officially started." Don Charles said with a smirk. Not surprised at all or affected by Yelena's death. He knows that five buildings will explode when Yelena dies. He put a device in his adoptive daughter's body by himself so that when her heart and brain stop functioning, the building will explode. He turned Yelena into a Trigger without her knowing.

"That mad Doctor is really good. I haven't seen him in person but he's a useful piece in my game." Don Charles added with a wicked smile and sipped on the glass from his hand. The other clan leaders did the same thing and drink from their glasses like nothing happened. Unbothered at the nearest building collapsed from the massive explosion.

When the war was finally triggered, the Aslanovs began to move. Their manor was now surrounded by the clan's enemies who are eager to eradicate them. They had successfully penetrated the perimeter and the battle quickly took place.

"Lucian." Don Zagreus called the Consigliere's attention who suddenly let go of the glass he was holding and it shattered on the floor.

"Did the explosions scare you?" Mort's mother, Lady Katyusha Milena who was currently sitting on Don Zagreus' right side, asked with a laugh. Mort's father, Don Demetrius Aliev is not present in the war that takes place today. He wasn't interested in the dispute between Mafias and decided not to engage in the war. He is the Aslanov, son of Don Zagreus but his wife, Lady Katyusha acted more like an Aslanov than him.

The maidservant of the family came in without saying a word and cleaned up the mess.

"I was just surprised," Lucian responded with a slight frown. He knows that Yelena is his daughter and he is aware Mort hunt her down right now. Even if he wants to plead with Mort to spare his daughter's life, Lucian knows that Underground Beast is unstoppable and will eliminate anyone in his way mercilessly. He will listen to no one.

"That's new." Lady Katyusha laughed and shifted her gaze to Don Zagreus.

"I think we're short of men, Chairman." She said. Don Zagreus turn to her, who raised the left corner of his lips.

"Who told you?" Don Zagreus asked with a laugh. Mischa, who only listens to the adults while playing on her phone, has gotten used to them.

Her family is unperturbed despite the enemy launching an invasion. A Series of gunshots, bone-cracking, blood-curling screams, and bombs detonate can be heard outside of the hall. They could feel the ground shake but the family remained seated and chillin on the table with their wines on. Two groups were now engaged in a fierce battle under Aslanov's domain.

"Lucian can fight. I can fight. You can fight. Mischa too. We are not lacking." Don Zagreus said making Mischa click her tongue soundly and glared at her grandfather who didn't even throw a glance at her.

"But I don't want to fight. I'd rather go shopping." Mischa said and crosses her legs under the table. Gaped, Lady Katyusha turn in her direction and sternly raised an eyebrow at her.

"People are dying everywhere right now and you have the guts to go shopping?" Lady Katyusha said in disbelief but Mischa bitchily rolled her eyes.

"Nothing's new mom," Mischa replied and went back to playing.

"Then freezing all your account is not new either." Lucian sarcastically butts in which silenced Mischa.

"I'll fight too. I'll take care of the South." Mischa volunteered and quickly stood up. The war is starting in their Manor where Don Shien sent thousands of his men to kill them.

"Good luck, baby." Lady Katyusha gave her thumbs up as if her daughter was just taking an exam but Mischa answered her with a frown and a big stomp on the floor.

"I hate them. I'm too young to fight but here I am on the way to the raging battlefield. I should call my brother." Mischa muttered under her breath, unbothered at the series of explosions on her way.

"Boom!" The ground shakes once more. Unworried, Mischa took out the phone and was about to call her older brother Mort when she saw Narco outside her car waiting for her.

"Why are you here?" Eyebrows creased into a deep frown, Mischa asked Narco in shock. The young tanned man wears a huge grin on his face while leaning on the car.

"I am your secret friend right now. I'll help you." He said with a wink and took the key to Mischa's car from her hand. Narco opened the door and shamelessly boarded her car.

"Let's go," Narco said and open the front seat. Stand surprised and casting a skeptical look at the young man, Mischa choose to obey him and enter inside.

"Where have you been? They all looked for you." Mischa asked suspiciously at him, making Narco's smirk reach to his ears.

"Did they miss me?" Narco laughingly asked. Mischa narrowed her eyes at him and raised one eyebrow.

"Tell me." With her hand crossed on her chest, she said in a serious tone.

"Why would they look for someone who wasn't really gone?" Narco asked. Mischa's brows wrinkled.

"What do you mean? She asked again. Her instinct told her something is off with Narco. She can't feel his vibe and aura.

"Mischa, I am literally everywhere," Narco said and at that very moment, Mischa's eyes widened, both pupils dilated when she looked at the open roof car on their left side, the driver had the same face as Narco, the same on the right side. When Narco opened the roof of his car, more open roof cars revealed to her sight whose driver was the same face as the young man sitting next to her. They're like a whole cluster of Narco's copycats.

"Surprise Mischa."