For many years the Machicko family had been leading the crime in California. They were centered in Los Angeles but also controlled an area in Orange County and San Diego. “The Lawn Father”, ran the Machickos, his name was Bobby Machicko. The lawn business was a cover for their crime business, because like all good crime industries, you need a good cover name. Bobby Machicko had two sons and two daughters. Clementina; the youngest daughter was head in line to take over the ‘family business’. And though the others knew, they showed no motive to kill or harm in an act of jealousy, for The Machickos were a good family. They may have killed, but they had peace in their hearts.
Carlos was the youngest of the four; he was not the bravest but definitely the smartest. Carlos spent most of his days studying until he met a girl named Josephine. Josephine was a tall and beautiful woman, but Carlos married her for her curiosity. Like Carlos she always wanted to know more, but that nearly led her to her death. Emilia; the oldest daughter was the craziest. She set out to only kill, not to find peace. And Garcia; the oldest son, was the idiot. He could never figure out what was going on; he didn’t even know what his family did. He knew nothing of the ‘family business’ but then again, that’s how it’s supposed to be. Dallas Machicko used to be the oldest; he was also the wisest, the smartest, and the funniest. He was in line to rule the family business, but the Talitas didn’t think so. Thirty bullets in the chest on the way to a grocery store surely put that thought away for good.
It was October 19th, 2014.
Clemeninta was at her house, sipping slowly at a glass of warm tequila. She feared the worst for what would come of the two families. The Talitas; the rival family of the Machickos, posted a big competition in the crime industry. The Machickos feared that if the Talitas would run them out of the Mexican Mob Industry, there would be corrupt streets, and many would suffer.
October 20th, 2014, Bobby Machicko’s Office
“Step into my office my friend,” the Lawn father said as one of his clients stepped into the room.
“Lawn Father, I need your help”, his client said shivering in his seat.
“I will help you my friend, but you will return the favor for me soon.”
“Yes Lawn Father, I will,” said….
“And please call me Bobby, Bobby Machicko”
The man left with reverence and caution. He did not want to offend Bobby Machicko, especially not before his daughter’s wedding.
October 22nd, 2014
It was the eve of his daughters wedding. Everyone who was invited was sure to show up, everyone except the Talitas. The Talitas were invited to show signs of peace with the Machicko family, but the Talitas weren’t the peaceful kind. They loved to keep everything they did quiet. Which is why nobody knows they killed Dallas.
Bobby Machicko was waiting in his room, it was silent; you could hear a pin drop, if one did. But the reason for the silence wasn’t unknown, for the Talitas godfather was coming that day. Security had been tight; nobody got in or out of the building without Bobby’s consent. Carlos had come to talk to his father earlier that day, but he was shunned away because of the importance of the meeting. “This meeting could bring the Talitas and the Machickos together once and for all, don’t you understand my son?’’ But Carlos didn’t understand; he was smart not to understand. Carlos instead thought; why would the Talitas want peace? He asked himself again and again repeating the question over and over. Then he found his answer; but it wasn’t the best one. “Come on in Agasthya Talita, I don’t want to waste your time so lets get right down to business” said Bobby happy to have this esteemed guest in his house. “We’ve had war for many years Agasthya, I think it’s finally time this war should come to an end, I assume you’d think the same”, “A little quick to make assumptions, don’t you think?” At that moment Agasthya pulled a gun out of his sleeve. He pointed it straight on at the head of Bobby. But before he could pull the trigger, a trigger was pulled on him. “Ah!” he screamed in pain. He yelled as if he’d never been shot before. Not in the leg at least. “Carlos, how’d you know?” “It was a hunch” Carlos replied.
October 23rd, 2014
“How could you let him go on with this” Clementina said angrily, “Dad he almost killed you, you must retaliate” Suggested Emilia. “Dad, when are we going to get a job? I haven’t mown a lawn in forever”, said Garcia, still unaware of ‘the family business’. EVERYONE QUIET, CARLOS SAVED MY LIFE, LETS GET HIS INPUT
“I don’t think we should retaliate yet, it would show signs of hesitant reactions, just proving how weak we are” Carlos replied “HOW!” yelled Emilia “Because that’s what they want; WAR”
October 24th, 2014
Agasthya was planning, planning on a real way to take the Machicko family down. And then he thought to himself, get him from the inside. 3 spies from the Talitas were in the Machicko family. They were used to bring information back and forth. But Agasthya didn’t want information; he wanted Bobby dead. “Make it so, and don’t come back without his body!” the last words from spy to boss before they set out to kill Bobby. Security had been tightened even more at the Machicko HQ. Bobby had 4 men outside his room at all times while he was sleeping. Also, he had three men in his room while doing business, for security reasons of course. There were at least 50 men around the whole HQ, all of which were checked. All of the men had been tested, passed, everyone that is but the spies. For the spies had become very good friends with the Machicko family. They had become quite close with Bobby himself. But after all, that was the job they signed up for.
October 25th, 2014
“Son, it’s time you finally find out about the family business”, Bobby said to Garcia. “Well dad, I already know” Garcia said confidently. “You do, that’s great, then you can carry out a job for me, can’t you?” “Of course I can, I will go to Ms. Louis and mow her lawn early” he replied stupidly. “Maybe we should wait, after all, it’s better if you just stay out of the business”
October 26th, 2014
Clementina and Carlos were bickering over who got to choose which gun. The Machicko kids had been planning to retaliate, they wouldn’t stand by and watch their father be shot at. Just as they were about to leave the house, Bobby Machicko came down stairs. “WHAT ARE YOU DOING!” he said angrily. “AND WHY DO YOU HAVE 15 OF MY MEN!” “We’re going out to get revenge on the Talitas” Clementina replied. “NO! YOU’RE NOT!” he said with a scream that almost gave them a heart attack. They all ignored him and ran out the door. “Follow them now!” Bobby said to one of his men. 3 hours later they came back “How could you do something so stupid!” Bobby said scolding them. “Agasthya is dead, you’re welcome” they replied. “NO! Now they will only come after us even more. What have you done to our family?” he said with a red, steaming face. “Where’s Garcia?” he said after calming down. “Where is she?” he asked again. They pulled a body into the room. “We didn’t all make it” Carlos said crying. “No, no, it can’ t be” Bobby said with a tear dripping down his face. “He didn’t know anything, he didn’t even want to be in the family business”, he said now in deep sorrow. “Who did this?” bobby asked. “WHO DID THIS?” he asked again but with a louder voice. Emilia stepped forth. “One of our own?” he said surprised. “How could you?” “Because he’s not one of us,” Emilia said. “What do you mean?” “Just ask the Talitas”
December 4th, 2014
Although Garcia had been proven to be a traitor and a scum, they still held a formal funeral for him. Garcia had been a good son, and although he acted dumb; betraying the family was one of the best acts he pulled off. He had gotten close, to close to the Machicko family. And even though he was a Talita by blood, they treated him like a real Machicko. The Machickos did not care that he was planning against them, because that was not the final act he carried out before his death. The last words he said before he was shot were Remember me not as a Talita, but as a Machicko. Garcia had known all along that they were going to end him. They knew he had grown too attached to the Machicko family. So they did it, they killed Garcia, one of their own family members. The Talitas were a cold-hearted family; they cared for no one. They even killed their first daughter and their oldest son; luckily they gave Garcia one more chance. Garcia was the one exception they had. The Talitas had stolen the son born the day they thought Garcia was born then Garcia grew up with the Machickos thinking he was actually part of their family. But when Garcia was 17 the Talitas took him and explained everything, they said if he wouldn’t betray the Machickos and give the Talitas information that they would slit his throat while he sleep. Garcia didn’t know anything at the time; he just went with what they said to keep his life. But he couldn’t betray the Machicko family, so he didn’t, and in return he got a knife to the throat.
January 4th, 2015
One month after the death of Garcia was the official marking of the war. A war amongst the families, a war that would change everything, this was the war of the Machickos. And it all started with the death of a traitor. Although he was a traitor, no one treated him like it, and so there was a proper burial, on the same day that there was a meeting, a meeting to gain allies. The Machickos knew they couldn’t do it alone, they couldn’t beat the Talitas by themselves, and especially not when the Talitas had half of the families on their side. The playing field was cut, half and half, the Conrolios and the Fintalos had joined the Talitas. And the Menroxis and the Gonzales’s had joined the Machickos. But everyone knew that there was only one family that really made a difference.
“We need them on our side,” said Carlos Machicko
“He’s right, they would make all the difference to the war,” Clementina added
“They have come to none of the meetings, they do not speak to any other families, they are a hidden shadow, alone in the dark. They will not come out, not even for this, how do you expect us to get them on our side, let alone get them at all?” asked Bobby Machicko
“I don’t know,” replied Clementina
A silence went through the room as they all thought how to get the family to join. They were clueless, they were out of ideas, but they knew one thing for sure.
“But I do know, if the Talitas get them, it’s all over,”
January 5th, 2015, Garcia’s Funeral
Garcia’s funeral was a proper funeral, what you would expect, maybe more. About 150 guests showed up, including those from allied families. The subtle flower arrangements that Emilia took the time to do by setting aside her violent way, the nice coffin where Garcia’s body was placed with delicate carvings, and Bobby’s words to Garcia as he passed on.
“We never thought of you as the most clever, we actually believed you to be the dumbest of us all,” Bobby Machicko laughing softly but still with the tears coming from his eyes, and deep sobbing he continued. Bobby Machicko continued his speech and tried to keep himself together. He read all the way down to the last word, he quickly and softly stepped away from the podium after we was finished. He was the 6th victim to be struck down by the recognition of a lost family member. And even though he wasn’t really a family member, it felt that way to all the Machickos. After the speech Bobby Machicko was pulled aside by Clementina for a chat.
“We need to talk,” she said, sounding ignorant and impatient, but also sounding like she had something important to say
“It’s Garcia’s funeral, we’re not talking until it’s over,”
“We must, it’s extremely important,”
“If it’s that important then you could tell me now,”
“I don’t think I can,” Clementina said sounding frightened
“Why not?” Bobby responded
“It’s from the Deminoscas,” she said
Bobby’s eyes grew large; they looked as if they were going to pop out of his head. The Deminoscas were the most powerful family in town; they could take all other families out if they wanted, that was because they did something nobody else did. They stayed out of the way so nobody would know about them. If they were to find out about them, then they would soon forget. The Deminoscas is the oldest Mexican Mob Family there is, dating back to the start of the Mexican Mob Industry. The Deminoscas basically are the Mexican Mob Industry of California. And they are the reason there are only 7 families, and only 6 families publicly known.
“What did they say?” Bobby Machicko said wasting no time
“You should ask them yourself.” Clementina said with an undecided expression on her face
January 8th, 2015
It was the final council meeting, the Tailta’s of course not joining, or any of their allies. Bobby Machicko hosted a meeting at Machickos’ HQ with THEIR ALLIES for war strategy. The meeting had started, and it had seemed that the whole Deminoscas feud between the Machickos and Talitas had been forgotten, until now. The Machickos had gotten a call from one of the allied families saying they saw the Deminoscas Family going into the Talitas headquarters, the spy for the allied Gonzalez Family was killed, but not before he got the information back, the last thing he reportedly saw was Agasthya Talita shaking hands with the head of the Deminoscas. Bobby Machicko was sitting on his desk, quietly, he had a lack of physical movement, and after he got the news, it was like he was paralyzed from the waist up. The call came before the final council meeting, which made it an even more urgent meeting. Bobby Machicko knew that there was limited chance of winning, but, as the good man he was, he offered them a chance.
“Allies, I know that you’ve gotten the news about the Deminoscas Family, I know that they’re trading sides with the enemy, and I know that our chance of winning had just become a lot smaller.” Bobby announced to the attendees of the meeting
Clementina was sitting in the back corner listening to the speech; she was waiting for his big, motivational comeback on how they would fight till the last ounce of blood. Carlos was standing next to her, he know far too well, even without being told, what Bobbys next choice of words was going to be.
“So…I’m offering you a chance, a chance to leave, a chance to join the other side, or a chance to stay out completely. As much as I want, and need support, I can’t force you. But remember, you all came to this side for a reason, that reason was because you chose to be here, and not there. So make up your mind, are you in, or are you out?”
February 19th, 2015
Not complete, writing piece in progress