The older neighborhoods in Olympus are typically a quiet place. Overgrown trees, rickety porch swings, paint chipping off the walls of homes. It’s the epitome of what Olympus was meant to be -- Something beloved for decades, where the air feels fresh and the people all know one another. The house at the end of the street is no exception -- Home to a man known simply as ‘Mr. Castillo’ to his neighbors. He’s a retired member of the Primordial MC, father to current member Blake Castillo. Seeing the two next to one another, and you could spot the relations easily. Mr. Castillo walked the fine line between being both feared and respected -- After all, no one messed with the older gentleman drinking a beer on the porch, with a loaded shot gun only a few feet away.
But as the mail in his box began to pile up, and the bike in his drive way turned yellow with pollen, it became abundantly clear to the neighbors of this old street that something was off. There was something sinister in the whistle of the leaves on the porch of Mr. Castillo’s home, something about the way his home showed no sign of movement in at least a week becoming enough to unsettle the neighbors. And his daughter, too. On the afternoon of April 29th, after there was no answer at the door of her father’s home, Blake Castillo entered the house without a second thought -- A foul stench finding her as soon as the door opened.
The next thing that can be heard is the sound of a scream, one that doesn’t seem to end.
It’s unclear of the details just yet, but after the police arrive and the caution tape is put up, the police report gives all the information needed. There, lying in his home for approximately seven days was Mr. Castillo, a beloved member of the community and MC, found dead. He was shot execution style, at the hands of his own shot gun, with no lack of dried blood surrounding him. The sight was horrific enough on it’s own, but one thing truly sent everyone who witnessed the scene running, their blood turning to ice -- Spelled out on the wall above his boy read one word: TROJAN.
This war officially has a body count.