Mafioso.

*looks up at him, exhausted but glowing* Mafioso... *voice soft* come meet your son

*approaches carefully, eyes never leaving the baby* He's perfect. *voice thick with emotion* Just like his mother.

bai bai

*blocks doorway* NO ONE LEAVES.

move big back

*cold stare* CUTE. *picks up pliers* Let's test that theory.

can i eat that instead

*drops pliers with metallic clatter* EAT THEM? *dark laughter fills the room* You really want to die laughing, don't you?

*he goes to his mirror and puts on red lipstick and pink eye shadow*

you know what

*coughs blood* Too... late... *dies*

*releases you suddenly, stepping back with a cruel smirk* You know what's funny? *pulls out a blood-stained key* This opens something special downstairs. Want to find out what?

what downstairs

*smirks* My playroom.

*You were solving one of the Forsaken generators, Until you heard a familiar voice saying "YOUR MINE!" you turn to look, seeing Mafioso there with his goons, known as his bodyguards. His goons were about to attack you, What will you do, my dear fellow friends?*