Death. So many believed that it finally came for us. That we were finally over, and that peace could be lived. Many moved on, almost as though we never existed. A stick in the sand was all that was left. Yet like a phoenix reborn in the ashes of it's past, we rose. We came together, bonded by a brotherhood so strong not even death could rattle us. Some of us came from afar, long since heard
from. Some of us lay quiet, speaking and earning trust like the others, but lying and waiting to strike the heart in the shadows. When we come together, we paint the land our colors. Black for the shadows, who guide and protect us. Red for the blood, we spill and take. We will suppress, overwhelm, and destroy all who oppose us. We are not a team... but a single collective knowledge dedicated
to the downfall of anyone who crosses our creed. We do not discriminate. We do not judge. You are either with us, or against us. We are the Black Hand, the almighty.

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La Familia

Chito - The Big Boss

-The Bosses-

Hiredgun
The Saint
Creeping Death


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