The Don repairs the Corpse Club, dissapointed in its easy destruction. A new sign stating "NEWLY RENOVATED" as one of the features appears by the door. He then enters the club, preparing two drinks for some friends.
The Don pulls out a Thomson submachine gun once again, with a drum magazine. This time, he examines it closely, opening and closing the bolt. Satisfied, he flourishes his hand and pulls a red rose from his sleeve. He briefly looks at it, twirling it between his pointer finger and thumb, careful to avoid the incredibly sharp thorns that adorn the stem. Finally, he gently places the flower into the barrel of the gun, as if it was a priceless vase. He then raises the weapon above his head with one hand, holding down the trigger high above his head. With a flash of light, the gun raises higher into the room, spinning around faster and faster as it does so. In the light, limbs began to form. First arms, then legs, then a face was visible. Finally, the spinning stops, the transformation complete. A young woman, apparently human (or at least humanoid) was standing where the weapon had been! She was in a fancy red dress, the same color as the petals. Her hair was blond, going down to her ear, and her eyes where blue.
"Welcome to the Gang, Rose Thompson. You are the First Illicit, the most powerful fighter and assassin the world has ever known. With your help, nobody can stand in my way."
He hands Rose a glass of Red Wine, before pulling out a second weapon. This one was much larger, an interestingly designed Lewis Gun. Once again he looks it over, this time carefully checking the inside of the drum magazine for faults. Once again satisfied, he flourishes his left hand this time, removing a purple Lupin flower from his sleeve. He spins it around in a familiar manner, placing it once again inside the barrel. He raises the large gun above his head with both hands, squeezing down on the trigger. Once again, it immediately becomes illuminated, rising to the ceiling as it begins to spin. Faster and faster, as limbs begin to form. This time the hands come first, followed by the legs, then arms, then face. Soon it stops, revealing a second Human-like being. He is a young looking male, with brown eyes and short-brown hair. He is wearing a suit similar to Don Giovanni's, save the fact that it is pure black instead of the muted grey of the God. Presumably, any mortals watching would see nothing, while the Gods themselves would be stressed to notice this figure.
"Welcome to the Gang, Lupin Lewis. Legendary Master-Thief, there is nothing in the Worlds that you can't take if you want it. The Wealth of Nations, the most powerful artifacts, even the abilities of your enemies. You are the Second Illicit."
The Don then hands him a shot of whiskey.
"You too ain't exactly Angels, but neither am I. Lets have some fun for now, plenty of work to do..."