#phospho intel

[ORVILLE]: Though being the most powerful member in my Coven, and the Leader- many of my members tend to push the limit a bit. Overall, Salem treats me pretty well.

And now, Phospho can finally avenge him. Vincent dug his fangs into the Spy's neck, letting out a satisfied hum as he began to suck the blood from Phospho. He felt the heat draining from him, his head began to ache as he began to become dizzy. He felt his own heartbeat stop for a brief moment, thumping rapidly in fear and adrenaline before ceasing forever.

It didn't take long until the town heard of Krypt's death. A few people weren't stirred much, saying things along the lines of 'Well, it is Salem!' But the moment he saw the mangled body of his brother he felt a hatred form within him. The body was practically ripped apart. His arm was missing, his chest was ripped open and seemed to have been mauled. "Attacked by the Mafia." A few Townies spoke. The Mafia. His eyes teared up with tears of fury and sorrow as a thought popped into his head. Anubis was his main suspect. He looked at the body one last time before he picked up the will, seeing a death note that simply read "Cat's got your tongue." The Mafia was a bunch of weasels. Rats. Disgusting monsters who kept destroying his family. First his aunt, then his father and now his brother. The fact Anubis was close to Krypt caused the spy to be in his toes. - 'Trust no one in Salem,' Krypt told him when they were first unpacking having moved in. 'But how can we not trust anyone if trusting and helping the people is what we do, brother?' Krypt would ask happily to his brother, in which the spy would reply 'Frankie, the day you remember my warnings, it'll be to late.' - It was too late. He dug the will and death note into his pockets, turning on his heel as he cried quietly and walked back to the Intel office. He wouldn't rest until Anubis paid for what he thought she did to his brother. Even if it kills him. 'Trust no one.' Rung in his head. But Francisco was the only person he trusted in this morbid, disgraceful town. But Francisco was the only person he knew could make a difference to save the town. But Francisco was dead. He took a deep breath before he shuddered. "Watch out, Mafia.." He mumbled under his breath, with a voice filled with venom. "I won't rest until you're all in coffins."

@curiousconsigliereanubis

It’s been months since the two brothers made it to America, seeking opportunities for their talents, their skills. A young detective by the alias Krypt Intel and his older brother Phospho Intel who specifies in spying have been tracking down the Mafia in search for answers and justice. Having personal backgrounds with the hooligans, the duo set off on their first steps of Salem, where they heard there was much more Mafia evil-goons. What would the Intel brothers stumble upon in this bloodlusted town?