Family Affairs | By : quinnfabraysmut Category: G through L > Glee Views: 41887 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Note: Plot by mymyself19, smut by me.
Note of Apology: Sorry this is late. A new semester started, and I got busy. :b Also...sorry, if you read what posted earlier today. I messed it all up. I don't even know what chapters I posted. I'm starting over. LOL
Sue Sylvester’s life path was set the moment she was born.
She was just another statistic.
She was a foster kid, practically raised on the streets, forced to sell her body to men to survive.
She did retain her self-worth, though, and at an early age decided she would someday break free.
It was hard for a woman with an opinion to make it, but Sue Sylvester was determined.
And, Sue Sylvester was not just any woman.
She had instincts and a sharp intelligence that eventually led to her taking over the Chicago underworld.
She was ruthless and efficient. She put the fear of God into anyone who resisted.
She did make one concession.
Because of the sexism still rampant even in the underworld, she had to adopt a persona.
Thus, Coach Sue was born.
It was gender neutral, and it emphasized the results not the person who produced them.
For decades, she ruled with an iron fist, gaining respect from some and fear from everyone else.
But, even she couldn’t stop the cancer destroying her city.
Corruption, drugs and gangs were rampant.
Chicago was dying, and she wanted her legacy to be that she was its savior.
She would never have kids, but she would save Chicago for future generations.
She would be the driving force, a pseudo government, to end the corruption of the actual government.
Eventually, she wanted to be mayor herself and legitimize her efforts, and that time finally came.
By the time she ran, she was so popular, she cruised to victory.
Of course, her new duties meant she had to change her focus.
She needed someone to take over her business while she ran the city.
It wasn’t an easy task.
She had never set a foot outside the city, so all her contacts and possible associates were local.
No one was suitable.
She had to look elsewhere.
She was very selective, but finally she found someone.
While still a young woman, she had met and instantly disliked a dapper young William Fabray. They had mutual associates, but they butted heads.
Sue swore never to set foot in Boston as long as a Fabray was in charge.
***
Butt-chin, she used to call him (among other ingenious nicknames).
But, now she needed him.
He agreed to help her.
She set a discreet meeting.
William listened to her pitch and agreed to help.
See, William Fabray was just that kind of person.
As antagonistic as their relationship always was, Will cared about everyone he knew.
He was proud Sue was trying to turn her life around.
Will’s only caveat was that Russell, his adopted son, would act in his place.
Will had pretty much retired by this point to become a full-time grandfather.
She didn’t know Russell, so she asked around.
Even she was impressed by the squeaky clean history Russell Fabray seemed to have.
And, he posed no threat politically.
The only thing she didn’t like was that he was married to a woman less than half his age. She still mistrusted men like that.
Still, in the end, she relented.
One thing in his favor was the fiery woman who was Russell’s right hand.
That was the kind of woman she could put her trust in.
What sealed the deal, though, was, ironically, his wife.
Sue went by the Fabrays’ restaurant and club.
She observed Quinn in her element and how she dealt with her business.
She couldn’t be any more opposite from the typical Stepford Wife she had pegged her as.
She was a young married woman, mother of a baby, college graduate and owner of two successful businesses.
Quinn reminded her of a young Sue Sylvester and that made her feel good.
And, even Sue could concede she was much better looking than Sue, and it still hadn’t hampered her.
So, she made Russell her silent partner.
As it turned out. Russell wanted a presence in Chicago. Win-win.
Sue agreed to 100% loyalty and that drugs were not part of the business, and Russell agreed to take over as Sue’s figurehead.
She hated drugs as much as he did.
Their working relationship progressed quickly.
Russell did an efficient job, sending hand-picked representatives to Chicago while he ran things from Boston.
She admired their loyalty to him.
When she finally met Santana Lopez in the flesh, she understood why. She was a piece of work. And she liked her.
And, the results were in her words… satisfactory.
In the span of three months with her in the Mayor’s office and the Fabrays running her business, the crime rate was down 30%.
All was going smoothly until…
***
After Puck’s band folded, before he decided to go to Lima to find the Fabrays, he was driving aimlessly until his tank ran to empty in Chicago.
He needed money to move on to the next town.
He had no education, and thus limited job prospects, so he went to the seedier side of town where they didn’t care so much about things like minimum wage for tax payers.
All he heard from his fellow workers, after he found a job, was this Coach and that whoever got to work for him was swimming in money.
Puck’s eyes turned to dollar signs.
He saw a chance to get back on his feet.
His manipulative nature and willingness to do anything soon netted him a job with Coach Sue.
He was dismayed to find she was a woman, but he figured at this point it was worth a try.
He’d take over soon enough.
He soon found out he was wrong.
He found himself at a dead end.
For more than a year, he did the same old shit, the proverbial dirty work.
He didn’t even manage to meet Coach in person.
Not that anybody had before, but he took the dismissal as a slap to the face.
How dare this woman not give her best male worker the respect her deserved?
He was done.
He studied Coach’s enterprise and found the way out.
Coach owned clubs, shops, companies, casinos, and controlled cash flows, alcohol, everything legal or illegal that could enter or leave the city.
Except drugs.
No one was in charge of the drug traffic of the city.
It was desperately in need of a man to take charge.
And, from what he found out working for Sue, she wouldn’t get in his way.
He needed hands and material.
He charmed his way into some cougar’s panties and emptied his balls and her pockets in the same transaction.
He recruited some guys whom Sue had rejected and promised them even more payoff than Sue could.
He made connections with suppliers and ‘partnered’ with sellers.
His empire was born.
And the cash flow was so huge, he got greedy.
People who didn’t pay on time got one chance to pay with a reasonable daily interest.
If they still didn’t abide by his rules, he had no problem whatsoever getting his hands dirty and making an example of them.
His reputation grew.
All the while, he was unaware of the presence of Fabray eyes on him.
He took the executive decision to expand his profitable business.
Why sell other’s drugs when he could create his own, leaving his imprint in the market for generations to come?
He started to lose the perspective of reality.
And he started to become reckless.
Sue knew from the start what was transpiring in her streets, and when she confronted Russell about it, he simply said he’d take care of it.
He did for the most part.
Puck’s ranks diminished considerably and that pissed him off.
Just when he was expanding, he didn’t want to worry about the details of keeping his men satisfied.
He simply hired new people. Young people. Kids.
Kids were practically untouchable and the perfect cover for Puck.
They didn’t know how he was doing it, and they didn’t suspect the kids.
Puck was Sue’s biggest thorn.
Something had to give.
And it did. Spectacularly.
Puck hired some chemists to find a new powerful formula.
They succeeded.
Their new drug produced the same effects as common LSD but kicked three times harder. It also lasted for so little time, the repeat business was booming.
As a last ditch effort, police simply increased their presence on the street, and it finally worked.
Puck moved on to the ‘respectable’ teenage population.
***
Puck’s lackeys started producing their drug in huge amounts, using abandoned warehouses as labs and conducting illegal raves as a cover to distribute them.
But Puck’s need to have wealth beyond belief made him reckless in the worst way possible.
He ordered a change in the raw materials to the lowest quality possible in order to diminish the costs of production, so that the benefits increased exponentially.
At a fraternity party, seven died of overdose, and thirteen wound up in critical condition in Boston General Hospital.
One batch had spoiled Puck’s business.
Puck fled the city even before the medical examiner had finished his work.
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