5 Progress

[There'll be instances in future chaps when he uses a power he didn't had before, I'll prefer you guys think of him using the blessing to obtain them.

AND PLEASE DROP SOME REVIEWS AND POSITIVE ONES THAT'LL HELP ME AS AN AUTHOR RATHER THAN DEGRESS ME FOR EVEN TRYING.]

It's close to five months ever since I performed my first heist and I kept it anonymous mostly because of the diamond and if the Bertenelli family somehow found out that I was related to it they would immediately start sending men after me.

It's not like I'm scared of them or something it's just that then I have to go through a blood night and honestly it would garner a lot of attention at the initial phase of my plans to control the Gotham Underworld or at least be the most powerful of them all. My name alone should lead everyone to fear me and let them think countless times before engaging with me.

Anyways in these three months I have been checking for clues on Pamy and all I've got are reports of sightings of green skinned woman and so my progress is at halt.

On the side of my empire I was successfully able to take control of various small tiered gangs through corporation or through force by simple eliminating their leaders. The hardest to take over was the biker's gang but nothing a good beatdown couldn't solve and now I have close to a 150 subordinates.

So now I was the owner of multiple nightclubs, three garages and two meth labs. Now ideally it would be good to close down the meth lab but it's not like me closing the meth lab would stop people from buying it so why not rather profit from it.

So I just introduced my products in the market as a brand rather than an anonymous. All the brand had was a pencil in blood as a symbol and it somehow got a better sales and now I was looking over a turnout of easily up to over $3-5 Million per month.

"Boss the Street Demonz are trying to barge into the nightclub."

I was brought out of thoughts relaxing on a chair in the office while smoking a cigar by the barging of a lackey yelling.

"Tell me everything."

"Yes, they since yesterday have been raiding our meth supply trucks and we have been trying to figure about it and by the time we found that it was the Biker Demonz they attacked the nightclub 7 blocks away."

"Sigh, what are you looking at then, kill them and if possible capture the top ones. Take Butcher and inform Galieo to crash the entire servers and remove all evidences."

"Yes"

Butcher was one of the best fighters of the Jade leopards and was treated pretty shit there for being a black but I made him part of my main executioner force mainly cause of his skills with that morning star as for Galieo he was an independent tech expert, one of the best I say but was in mountains of debt and needed a backer and here he was.

It didn't take long for the fiasco to complete which ended with the absorption of the Street Demonz to the Astrea Family, the new hounds of the underworld.

Anyways on the personal side I've become active as a Mercenary by the name of The Boogeyman and have gained quite the reputation as a skilled combatant on par with Deathstroke all thanks to the [Divine Blessings of the War God] giving me knowledge and instincts that have to do with fights including inherent ability to learn any weapon at it's best in one to two tries.

Well this rumour also caused me once to come head to head with Deathstroke himself which ended in a stalemate but I didn't go actively searching for him as well afterwards.

But the most interesting meeting was with Selina Kyle a.k.a Catwoman. She was still new in the underground and has been active for only nearly 3 months but she is already her flirtatious self. It is more like her way of survival in this cruel city.

~Flashback~

I was sitting in my office in a dark corner making the perceptibility of others as less as possible as I observed a sexy woman in a tight skimpy black outfit with a face mask as she walked slowly without making any noise which was really impressive for me to see.

Anyways she was slowly walking towards the painting hanging behind which was a safe. I wasn't worried for her to steal but amused on how her face would be when she sees that all there is only a few thousand dollars for I'm no idiot to keep anything in that obvious place especially that special diamond which she would love to have her hands on if she is what I assume she is.

"You know, you're quite good for a newbie."

I said making her startle as she jumped back looking towards the dark corner with a defensive position as she saw a handsome man in a suit with broad soldiers and eyes that brought chills as if he knew her secrets while he had a cigar and a glass of scotch in his hand rising from the dark slowly visible due to some lights coming through the window.

"I assume you are a Kleptomaniac but then again it's you who is controlling that other side than the other way around."

"Who are you?" she said relaxing himself or was what she wanted for me to assume while her eyes were looking around checking for possible escape routes.

'Perceptive & Cool headed. I like it.' I thought.

"You wound me you know. Stealing from me without knowing who I am." I said in a fake mock sadness.

"Oh~ If I knew I would meet such a hot guy here I sure would have."

"Makes sense" I said narcissistically.

"Anyways my name is Marcus Dwight Astrea. The head of the Astrea Family."