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Blood and Smoke	By : krazykiwi16 Category: +. to F > Baccano Views: 1408 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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This is a flashback chapter, information in the first paragraph is from wikipedia and light novels. Baccano is not mine

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1929

It was a bright hot day in Manhattan, the streets packed with people on this fine day. Amongst this crowd of people were three men, all smartly dressed in their fine tailored three piece suits. They were the Gandors, who run a small mafia family in Little Italy, they inherited the family from their father, and they are known for their ruthlessness and fighting. They make their money through illegal distribution of alcohol, betting and own various casinos. Luck is the youngest of the brothers, and is the calm one out of the three, he himself stating that he does not fit the role of Mafiosi. The second eldest Berga, a violent man who is known for partaking in the mafia's dirty work, and the eldest brother, Keith a man of very few words, yet highly intimidating. Since the area they were in was their territory they weren't afraid that something would happen to them, but they were armed nonetheless.

A reason why they were out and about?

The brothers were hungry, they wanted good food, yes they could have easily hired a cook to make them delicious food however their last cook had ended up behind Mr Tick's door, a room where no one leaves alive. They have yet to find a new one that they could trust and so they entered a restaurant that had recently gotten popular, even celebrities were coming to the restaurant so it was worth coming here for a meal and hiring a possible cook who would be willing to work for them, well when they say 'willing' they really mean being extorted to work for them.

When they entered the restaurant, they were welcomed by a man in a tuxedo and brought to their seats, a waiter took their orders and they waited, drinking the free champagne, all three admiring the stylishness of the restaurant. It wasn't long before their food arrived, sirloin steak in white wine sauce with boiled vegetables; they all cut into their food and took a moment to savour the wonderful tastes that had erupted on their tongues. They carried on eating, enjoying each other's company and relishing the rare peaceful moment of no blood, thugs or violence.

Once they finished, Luck called out to one of the many waiters who nervously came rushing to his side, forcing a smile on his face, but Luck ignored this knowing they were only doing a job, but he had admiration for the cook who made this, and was planning to get, well force that cook to work for them too.

'Hello sirs, how can I help you?' immediately removing the dirty dishes, and cleaning away the table.

'I wish to pay my compliments to the one who cooked this delicious meal, would you be so kind as to call the chef out for me' a small smile on Luck's face.

'Um, well-'the man was nervous, he knew the cook wouldn't like this, she had stated before she hated meeting customers like this and that we were to decline, no matter what.

'Please, I insist' Luck beamed a flashing smile, and placed a fifty dollar bill into the waiter's front pocket, who gave a bow, and went off to fetch the cook.

'Luck what are you doing! You know the cook won't work for us, people know who are and what we do, plus why would anyone want to ditch this high class restaurant to work for the mob'

'Berga come on now, wouldn't it be great to eat this kind of food every day, and plus you never know what people secretly want' a small playful smile on his face he added 'and if persuasion doesn't work, I'm sure a visit from Mr Tick should the trick'

And he reckons he isn't fit to be a part of the Mafia Berga ordered more drinks, maybe a visit from Mr Tick won't be needed, he was pretty good at softening people up, literally.

Kelly was pissed, she was just doing what she wanted to do, and that was cooking! Why was she asked to leave her cooking to people who had no clue of what to do and meet a bunch of rich people! It irked her to no end! As she walked across the clean marble floor she took a deep breath, resisting the urge to get her cigarette out and walked towards the table that had requested her.

She beamed happily at all three men,

'Hello sirs, I heard you had requested to see me'

Luck's heart had suddenly fluctuated the moment he set his eyes on the woman in white, with her midnight blue eyes that sparkled like crystals, and snow white skin, a few dark curls falling around her face, almost rebelling against the tight bun on her head. Luck had never seen a woman so beautiful as her, and he noticed he wasn't the only one looking; men everywhere were glancing in their direction watching her stand elegantly.

He stood up, and taking her hand he kissed the soft creamy skin before reluctantly releasing it and in a low voice full of charm said 'Why hello, are you the one who made this delicacy?'

It took every muster of strength not to clobber the man to death when he took her hand; her jaw muscles were hurting as smiling wasn't something she often did,

'Yeah I am 'she managed to say, and Luck continued speaking, complimenting her food, and saying all sorts but Kelly wasn't listening, her smile faltered, as her lips eased back into a scowl. Her eyes fixated on two men who walked in, they looked suspicious, they weren't the kind of people who came to a high class restaurant like this, further evidence was the obviousness of the weapons they were hiding.

Luck ignored her blatant ignorance and continued, 'and so I have a proposition for…'

Kelly held a finger up, still looking at the two men that entered she distractingly said 'yeah, thanks for the compliments, go order dessert or something' dropping all polite etiquette and promptly walked away, leaving all three Gandors shocked. Berga made a grab for the cook, but she swiftly dodged to the side, catching his wrist, still paying attention at the men at the entrance, then she suddenly let go and dashed across the room, and gave a flying kick to one of the men who entered, before he could grab his gun and start threatening customers. She stomped on him for good measure, while his companion flustered about but before he could take his weapon out, Kelly gave him a deafening back hand across the face, and he was down for the count within seconds.

Security rushed on scene, and they threw the men out while the waiters, cooks and chefs had all come out and were calming and apologizing to the customers who were all still seated, none of them fazed as the flying cook had saved the day, if anything they thought it was quite entertaining, it was a shame that other people didn't see that.

A pot-bellied man signalled to Kelly to follow and she did, knowing what was going come next.

'You're fired!' he screeched at her, and then turning his back on the cook, he stomped back upstairs.

Kelly made no obvious reaction; the only indication that the news had upset her was the slight twitching of a finger wanting a cigarette.

She got her revenge when she destroyed half the kitchen and threatened them not to ever use her recipes, they were her recipes she didn't want them using it when she wasn't working there. It was night when she finally left the restaurant, though the day was warm, the night had turned quite chilly, she tighten her scarf round her neck, and buttoned up her long black coat,

Well there goes another one it wasn't the first time something like this happened, nor would it be the last. Kelly lit up a cigarette, and stood there in the moon light, allowing the smoke to do wonders to her nerves, yet wreaking havoc on her body.

'Hello miss'

Kelly turned to the direction of the voice, it was a young man, must be the same age as her or older, she also noticed two other men who stood further back behind the young man talking to her.

Kelly looked at the man suspiciously, watchful for any actions that she would deem violent.

'Hey, did ya want something?' arching a eyebrow

Luck titled his head to one side, and asked 'I can't believe I'm gonna say this but you don't know who we are, do you?'

It was Kelly's turn to be surprised, she knew these men? But she has no recollection of ever meeting them. She pondered really hard about it and finally came to a conclusion.

'Ah, you're the ones who called me out in the restaurant-ah' she had suddenly looked crestfallen; she was reminded how she was now unemployed. Fuck! and it was a good paying job too, it's gonna be awhile before some posh place takes me in, well maybe that's for the best, places like that don't suit me at all.

'You know, we're looking for a cook' he said this softly but Kelly heard it clear as rain.

Kelly took a step forward, praying she didn't hear wrong 'You wanna hire me? Ya have a restaurant?'

Luck chuckled at this, 'No not exactly, I'm Luck Gandor, and these are my brothers Berga and Keith Gandor, I'm sure you heard of these names before?'

'Nah never heard of ya' she said promptly

All three brothers shared the same look of surprise, 'Really? Let me enlighten you, the Gandors are a small mafia family, I'm sure even you know what that means?' Luck said calmly.

Kelly glared at him, glancing ever so often at the two behind, she growled 'You threatening me or something?'

'No, I'm not' Luck said firmly 'just stating who we were, so listen up! Work as our cook, keep everything you see and hear a secret, maybe with your skills you can do a bit of 'clean up' jobs, just offer whatever price you want, and we'll give it to you after we've worked out a contract'

Kelly took a puff of smoke, and watched how the smoke lazily curled into the air, before looking back at Luck,

'What do ya mean by contract?'

'You can work for us, and we'll give you a salary you can name the price, but of course you'll be with the family till you die' he said the last bit a cold smirk

Hmm,so I don't go off blabbing your secrets, Kelly didn't know what to do, she knew these guys wanted an answer now, she needed money but she didn't want to work for these bastards forever. She had a dream to fulfil. That's when it clicked!

'I want my own restaurant, with a highly trained staff, including funds needed to advertise and market the restaurant, not to mention funds for ingredients, spices, equipment and utensils, so how would that work in this contract of yours'

Luck thought about it, 'How about you work for us for five years as our cook, and not only that you do a couple of assassination jobs on the side, and yes you get everything you just asked, however we get 20% of whatever profit you make'

Hmph, I don't like the sound of giving away 20% to them but if it means I'm getting my own restaurant then maybe it's worth the trouble.

'So do we have a deal?' He stood before the cook, and held his hand out

Kelly frowned up at him, questioning if she could truly trust him, but then thought to hell with it, and firmly grasped the hand 'It's a done deal' she said this with a smirk.

'Welcome to the family'

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This story is on fanfiction/net but the later chaps are quite graphic so its only a number of time before i get caught.
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