<div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/marvelcinematicuniverse/images/9/9d/Black_Panther_Textless_Character_Poster_03.jpg/revision/latest/scale-to-width-down/350?cb=20171201051947)(https://fsmedia.imgix.net/b7/fa/41/68/0943/471e/8058/9c12752c9893/michael-b-jordan-as-erik-killmonger.png?auto=format%2Ccompress&amp;w=556)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Name: Tyree "Samedi" Matranga<br/>Age: 26<br/>Gender: Male<br/>Sexuality: Heterosexual<br/>Nationality: Haitian/Jamaican<br/>Languages: English, Pattois, French, Spanish, Haitian Creole</span><br/><br/><div align="center">~*~</div><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Family: Matranga<br/>How you got into the Family: Born &amp; Raised<br/>Rank: Don<br/>History: Tyree is the youngest of the four Matranga children. However, he is the only boy. That meant he was being groomed for leadership since he was a child. As Tyree is directly descended from the original founder of the Matranga family so many years ago; his father, Jakob made sure he would do the family name proud. Extra schooling lessons(things like percentages, numbers, things a young Don would need to know), self-defense and firearm training; the whole nine yards. <br/><br/>Tyree took his lessons well, and was a very well-mannered child to the adults. However, he treated children his own age and even older differently. By the time he was in eight grade,<br/> he was running small rackets in school and fighting older kids to protect his sisters honor. This continued on into high school, where he continued to "play" gangta as his dad liked to call it. But hey, he was making his own money, and he just knew he was making the old man proud. When he turned sixteen, he was finally allowed into the family properly, and given small jobs to run. Even though he was next in line, Jakob wanted Tyree to understand the good things in life were gained through hard work, not family ties. <br/><br/>Tyree worked his ass off for his father, making sure payments were collected on time, properties were protected, and authorities and other channels were bribed.<br/><br/> He was ruthlessly efficient in the name of the Matranga family, and his parents definitely took notice. Jakob figured with the way things were going, he could retire in his late forties and have no issue letting Ty run the business. He never got the chance to pass the reigns though. During Tyree's eighteenth birthday celebration, Julius Wiles, an up and coming kingpin wannabe trying to make a name for himself personally crashed the party and put a bullet in his fathers' skull.<br/><br/> Things like birthdays and funerals were sacred in the families, so no one even assumed someone would try and kill the most powerful man in the city at his son's birthday party. Tyree was the first to react, throwing an ash tray at him hard enough to crush his orbital socket. He kept the man from being turned into swiss cheese right there, and canceled the party. Then he had his father's body taken to the back room so he could think. When only family members were left, he hugged his ladies.<br/><br/> His mom, Lene, Odessa, and Cheree. And then they cried over his body, saying prayers to the Loa to keep him safe in the afterlife. He left his sisters to comfort his mother, and asked Ophelia to set up funeral preparations. He had business with Julius. In the basement, the boys had set plenty of tools out, and Tyree felt <em>nothing</em> when he picked up one. <br/><br/>He knew he'd use it, and he wouldn't even bat an eye because Julius didn't have a second thought when he killed his father. Why should he? Even though it was his first time actually torturing a man; he found it wasn't that hard. In just a few hours, he'd gotten important names for people in Wiles' organization. Runners, contacts, suppliers...family members. Over the next few weeks, while the funeral was being planned, he rounded up every name on the list. The unimportant ones were killed. The ones who could be useful were offered a choice. Work for Matranga, or die. And the VIP's. Julius' family. His wife. His son. His brother. Parents. Anyone in his bloodline.<br/><br/> They were all brought to an empty warehouse, where Julius was hung up by his wrists. And once they were there, Tyree explained in excruciating detail why they were brought here. Why Julius was tied up and bloody, and why there was a high possibility they would all die because of his actions. He made sure Julius was awake and aware when he cracked his dad in the kneecap with a bat. Then the other. He broke his father in front of him before slowly going to work with his blades. The whole process took several hours, and he screamed nearly the entire time. Tyree finally put a bullet between his eyes to end his misery. He could have stopped there. But this was a teachable moment, as it were. He savored in Julius' tears, and his hypocritical cries.<br/><br/> He watched the man beg for forgiveness, beg him not to hurt the rest of his family. Offer him anything under the sun to make sure his family would be okay. Those of course came after the horrible names and curses and whatnot. It took every bit of control Tyree had not to slaughter Julius and his entire family. But this was an example. He told him how things were, and how they would be. His operation was crushed. He would never work in Matranga territory, or any territory of the Five Families again. If Tyree heard his name and it wasn't for a 9-5 job like McDonald's Manager or store clerk, he'd wipe out his family tree. But as it was, an eye, for an eye. A life, for a life. <br/><br/>Tyree's father was dead before his time, and now so was Julius'. Once he was sure he and his family understood that, he let them go. But not before leaving Julius with a parting gift of a beating that would require hospital care. And that sealed his transformation; his ascension to Don of the Matranga family. Vengeance, but fair vengeance. His father had always preached to him the importance of using his power wisely. There was no point in killing a man and his entire family just because Tyree's father had been killed. No. Now Julius had to live with the fear of knowing one day he might be killed.<br/><br/> One day he might be forced to watch his wife assassinated right by his side. A week later when Julius Wiles name popped up on the nightly news as a suicide victim, the message was sent. <em>No one</em> fucks with Matranga. With a single act of retribution, Tyree cemented his reputation as a ruthless man when pushed, but fair any other time. Since his father's death, he has run his family with an almost machine-like drive to make sure they remain strong and where they belong. He will make his father proud.  </span>