Sig stared at the bleak darkness in front of him, he didn't know how long he has been in this place of nothingness as slight sound in his mind a prompt of successive alerts sounded in his mind.
Recieved 100 ton of large gold bars
Recieved 10 trillion tons of Snow spiders
Recieved 10 trillion tons of red Lips
Recieved 10 tons of white trees
Recieved 1 trillion sub sonic submachine
Recieved 1 trillion sonic press ammo
The alert keeps going on and on as the time ticked,This was the game he played empire of crime, a futuristic sci-fi of organized crime Massive Multiplayer that is based on far flung future if organized crime.
Sig has played the game for years and was one of the top ten organized crime groups of the leaderboard, he was as ruthless and cunning as they come in the game. Crushing all obsticles in his path, but as time went by the game became less and less fortunate as more players left.
Sig stayed as the game became less pronounced with players eventually uniting the cosmos with his group and as he united the cosmos with his organized crime he smiled and with a thud he fell into unconsciousness then he woke up in darkness.
Sig closed his eyes again as time went by as the prompts of alerts ended as he felt tired again, he truly didn't know what happened to him, he couldn't move or speak.
He seem to be stuck in darkness and nothingness, as he closed his eyes and darkness enveloped him he wished that he was out of this damn place.
Out the darkness he woke up as a strange sensation began to pull him in, thinking to himself "what now".
As he opened his eyes that moment he saw the ceiling, a light flickering above him. To Sig surprised he had a body again, sitting up he looked around and he was in a cell like room with people.
Moving his body, Sig felt pain all over. Everything ached from his head to his toe, suddenly a splitting headache came over him, memories that was not his own seem to awaken in him.
The body of this man had the same name as him Sig Freeman and he was an immigrant from a far away place, he is now on a place called the Venice republic.
The body he is occupiying was a 20 year old young man that was on strike with the rest of other immigrants, the Venice republic swiftly crushed the strike of the immigrants with the state and local police.
Beating them in to submission, killing and injuring many people who were there in the strike. The strike was for better wages and the unfair treatment of immigrants in this country but it seemed for not as the state immediately crushed them into submission.
As Sig grasped the situation , the world here is like the early 19th century, crime is rampant and corruption is everywhere. The law of survival here is money, power , influence, fear and respect.
As he was getting a handle of the situation a prompt sounded in his ears. The game empire of crime began to distribute rewards again, the rewards were the small earning in the game for a day. Looking at his inventory , the mountain of items that he has accumulated over the years and in that bleak darkness were overflowing.
Sitting up and looking at the damo atmosphere of the place Sig could tell he was in the police station, it was not his first time to be apprehended by the law in Venice republic.
Almost every immigrant have been in a police station once , twice or more in their lifetime. Sig was no different , with the current situation of many countries because of the economic downtown many immigrants have fled to countries like the Venice republic or other rich countries.
All the while thinking and getting his self together a door slowly opened and two police officer entered.
"Hello everyone, who wants to be free today?" One of the police officer smiled at them.
The people inside the cell looked up and then put their heads down, some in frustration and some in anger. The only way out of this situation was to bribe the police officer.
Sig with quick thinking " Sir I have some saving but I have to get it"
Sig hoping that his guest is right and hoping what he though would happen happen once he is out of here, if he could take the items out of his inventory he could pay the police officer.
Smiling the two police officer " of course but you better not be lying" squinting their eyes as if for intimidation.
"Of course I'm not officer" Sig answered quickly as possible.
Sig just wanted to make sure he could get out of here and he knew if he lied the other immigrants would take the punishment for him.
" Who else wants to be free?" The 2 officers joked.
Two other people rised their hands and soon the police officer took out the cell keys and opened the door.
"Hurry up, we want the money within the hour" with an intimidation factor in their voice they let Sig and the other two leave the cell.
Exiting the police station, Sig saw a wonder of the early 19th century in his view, old cars and buildings in front of him. Standing in awe and the quickly gathering his thoughts he headed out.
With a quick pace he headed in a quick roundabout manner first making sure no one was following him and then he entered the alley. Hoping for the best he though about extracting something and to his surprised a large gold bar appeared in front of him.
Taking a quick breather and with relief washing over him , Sig took the gold bar hid it and then headed to the Fortune alley.
Looking around he entered the alley, here anything can be barted, sold or trade with confidence of your identity not being exposed.
Sig entered the alley and once he came out he had 20,000 armi in his hands, putting the rest of the money in his inventory he headed straight back to the police station.
Once he paid the cops,with a smug look on their faces they filled out the paperwork and let Sig go on his merry way.
They gave Sig his papers and Sig couldn't be happier, leaving the station Sig headed out and headed towards his humble abode in the west side of the city.
Entering the city slums, he saw how dirty the place was, full of homeless and garbage the place seem to radiate with an ominous premonition of the poor and unwanted in society.
Entering a building and heading towards his apartment. Knocking at the door, the door opened up and a young woman with a surprised and weary look on her face looked at Sig.
"You made it, where have you been?" The young woman asked.
"The police station" Sig answered the young woman named Ashes as he entered the room.
Sig looked at the room , with simple worn out furnishing and old mottled walls Sig took a breather as he knew this was better than nothing for now.
Looking around he saw five other people in the apartment, including the young woman named Ashes. The immigrants tend to live in groups as they could not afford to live by themselves.
Going to the couch , Sig sat down as the others asked him questions of where was he, how he got released and when he got released and so on.
With a patience Sig answered then slowly, after the questions were over Sig laid down to rest his heavy weary body and took and went to sleep.
In the following days of rest and recuperation Sig did not stayed idle ,.gathering and reinforcing the information he needed to function in a place like this.
After recovering he learned that everyone that was on strike that day were fired from their jobs, and a man hunt for the perpetrators of the strike was ongoing.
Heading out Sig wanted to look around the city to familiarize himself more with the environment. As Sig walked around the city of Desmond he could see many immigrants like him walking around.
Some were going to building to building looking for jobs, some were walking around like him and some had their stalls opened to sell random goods or food.
There seems to be order in the chaos he was seeing also in the corners of the buildings he saw men and woman that worked in shady dealing.
Taking out some money from his inventory, Sig headed out towards the more fortunate side of the city. Buying clothes that looked a bit better than what he had and getting a hair cut and also buying a bunch of daily necessities that was much needed then heading back to the apartment.
Once he reached the apartment and entering it, he saw a woman and man talking to the others. It was the landlord and his sister, they seem to be talking about the rent today that was due.
They also seems to be talking about work related things, in whispers to each other.
The brother and sister were very kind and understanding, they always let the immigrants pay late and also looking and using their connections letting them find work, understanding the situation Sig headed towards them after putting down the box he had.
"Hello Martha and Andrew" Sig with his brand new clothes smiled as he walked towards them.
Turning around the group saw a young man that was dressed in a new clothes.
"Sig hello" with a bewildered face the group looked at Sig.
With an excuse Sig quickly explained that he had some savings , taking out 1,000 armi Sig handed the money to the brother and sister .
"The rent is only 600 armi" the brother and sister looked at Sig and smiled.
"It's okay, thank you for everything" Sig slowly handed the money to them making sure they took the money.
1,000 armi was a lot in those times as the average workers monthly income was only about 150 armi and for immigrants it was less.
600 armi was the lowest the brother and sister could go, it seemed a lot but with the economic downturn they should have increased the rent but instead they let the immigrants pay them with what they could and even late , it shows how nice and undertstanding the brother and sister are.
With a smile the brother and sister took the money that Sig handed to them with a grateful look.
With a warm atmosphere the brother and sister began to talk about a business venture the group might be interested atwith a hush tone.
The group was all ears, they needed a good paying job badly, it didn't matter to them what kind of job it was. Martha and Andrew explained that if they wanted a job go to their office in the morning for further details as to what the job entails could be dangerous and with a serious note is a whispering voice was illegal.
The other immigrants didn't care as long as the job have good pay and could feed them, to Sig it didn't matter but he needed to make connections in this world and what better than climbing up the ranks of this venture.
The following day Ashes, Sig and the others went to the office of Martha and Andrew. Arriving there Martha and Andrew were all smiles, afterwards they headed towards the outskirts of town in a warehouse of some sort.
A place far enough from the city but close enough to what seem to Sig, to his undertstanding of the underworld in the game this would be a cargo transport escort or so what it would seem.
There were already a large group of people that have gathered in the area , Martha and Andrew left for a moment saying they have to talk to somebody.
In a short time a group of people wearing nice suits and clothes with Martha and Andrew headed to the front of the building.
With a quick and detailed explanation they summarize that they needed some people to guard the goods and some to transport the goods and some to inventory the goods that would arrive and leave.
The quick and detail explanation was quick and decisive, after finishing their explanation they asked who would want the job. All rasised their hands , men and woman.
There were also children in the crowed that raised their hands.
With a nod the people were separated in groups , afterwards they were set to familiarize themselves with each other and return the following day.
After everyone dispurse, Sig and his group was about to walk away when Martha and Andrew waved at them to come.
With quick decisive steps Sig, ashes and the others didn't delay and went towards them.
Martha and Andrew introduced Sig and his group to the people, noticing the people that Martha and Andrew Sig knew these people were not normal people. With expensive suits and clothes the people have an intimidating atmosphere on them.
"Nice to meet you I'm Devin Ford" the older man in front of the group initiated the conversation.
The Ford family is one of the seven families in the city of Desmond, they were an organized crime family that have operated in the city of Desmond for 90 years.
After the introduction and a quick what seemed like an interview the group were given priority thanks to Martha and Andrews.
The following day the Sig arrived at the warehouse early in the morning, there were already groups of people waiting at the gate of the warehouse.
By the time the Ford family and their associates arrive it seemed like everyone was there, the people who were already in groups once the door opened entered the warehouse.
One by one the groups were assigned into their perspective jobs, Sig and his group were the first to get a job. The job entails guarding the transport of the goods to their destination to be traded and coming back with the traded goods.
Days went by smoothly as the transport of goods were safely dilevired fro and back to their destinations, the pay was good even though it was only 10 armi a day, they were making 300 armi a month.
One day Sig finished unloading the cargo of goods and was headed home after buying another round of daily necessities for the apartment to his surprised when he got there Martha , Andrew and two other men that he didn't know were there. They seem to be discussing something in a hushed tone, Sig with a punctionary nod wanted to lay down when he was called.
"Yes? Sig walked up to the group that seemed to be discussing something serious.
With a quick and brief explation the two men didn't beat around the bush, they wanted someone dead and they needed it done as fast as possible.
The man they wanted dead was John O'Conner but they didn't want to be tied to his death. To the group surprised Sig accepted the job calmly but on a condition that he does it his own way
The two men agreed and telling Sig what information they knew about John O'Conner , with a deposit of 1000 armi and the other half when the job is done. The next morning Sig left the city early and waited outside of the city , with the information in hand he knew that John O'Conner was going out of the city.
Going to his inventory, Sig took out the maxim sniper rifle and loaded it with hypersonic explosive rounds.
Maxim sniper rifle : sniper rifle developed in the 35th century that has a ranged of 30 miles with a hypersonic sound suppression and the scope can detect which the direction of where the rounds will pass through.
With a quick barrel loading the sniper rifle can be loaded as it fires continuously, made of tech steel it can withstand continuous firing withouth over heating.
Hypersonic explosive rounds : rounds of bullets that's can fire in hypersonic, breaking the sound barrier as it pin hits the rounds.
Explosive rounds that can pass through and obliterate even armored vehicles and tanks.
With a smile Sig waited patiently , in an hour or saw he looked through the scope surviving the area, Sig was about 30 miles out of the city when he saw the convoy leaving.
Zooming in his Maxim sniper rifle, he looked through each one of the convoy. Slowly breathing in and inhailing he found his target.
Once the convoy was far away from the city, Sig pulled the trigger....