Maltavite

Limp Bizkit - Creamer (Radio Is Dead)

NO!

Disturbed - The Game

Asking Alexandria - A Prophecy (Big Chocolate)

Kick to the neck!

Don't think so... Over-head kick!

Kick back to Elli...

Ari looked at him, "Yo, man. Whattup?" He shakes his hands with him. He keeps listening to his song, Hot Dog by Limp Bizkit.

Kick...

Ari replied Elli's smile with a snicker, "I like a lot of metal band. Such as TDWP, Hum, The Black Dahlia Murder. and Asking Alexandria. Plus, only me who likes rap and hates choir... "

Ari looked at Elli, "Fanfics? I'm writing fanfic too! Do you Like metal?" He asked.

Ari sighed, "Whatever..." He callously walks away from Elli and Abdul.

Ari cynically looked at Eli and Abdul, "Can they start the fight already? I'm getting bored siting here and doing nothing!" He keeping listening to his iPod.

Better Dayz chapter 12: Was It Worth It? A/N: Here’s the chapter 12 of Better Dayz! This chapter will explain Eastern Holland (aka East Holland Drug Gang) after Clarence’s death. Also, the kidnapping spree continues as Erru found several documents about a black operation in Los Santos in 2005. I mentioned X (Trey Stewart) in this chapter. He cheated death during The Holland Play and he starting his own drug empire in Alderney. As for who the Antagonists are...well I can't reveal that yet lol. Most of the Radio Stations in this fanfic are fictional. I also added two new city… you’ll found it later. Anyways, enjoy… Present Day… Port Acter, Alderney In somewhere in Port Acter, an Eastern Holland lieutenant, Varnie called someone, “Vova, it’s me. Varnie” “Varnie? Alright, speak to me now…” Vova replied. Varnie looked around, “Yo, homey. I thought DV would give us the white from Beika. But the coke was taken by the FBI.” Vova scowled, “No, fuck that. Toni, the Don of the Leone family will come here. Since Salvatore’s death in 2001, his son Joey wasn’t helping his family enough. The murderer was a snake without tongue, you mean he’s fucking mute.” Varnie wondered, “Then what are you waiting for?” Vova replied, “Since N 2 Channel were fall apart, Erich, one of the Da West crew went high on the cocaine supply. And our boss, Kenny wants us to take his supply of coke.” Varnie growled, “I hate those fool. Well, did you give a list of the member of the so-called syndicate?” Vova sighed but said, “There ya go… Erich, Emile aka Ram, Catherine aka Lei and an unnamed Da West OGs. Varnie, I think we bust Zax and took over the project only to dumped it at Liberty City.” Varnie shouted, “I going to bring a war against that fuck! And anyone who cooperated with him, fuck them all!” Vova sighed, “Okay, okay. Calm the fuck down, alright?” Varnie sighed but said, “Since Clarence was dead at the hands of a Serb hitmen, our gang was declined and fortunately you just rebuilding it back… I can trust you from now.” Vova asked, “Thanks for that. I need someone to oversee a deal between Northwood Housing Hustlers and our gang. If the deal success, we share the money with your gang. How about it?” Varnie wondered, “Look, I interested with this. However, who is Northwood Housing Hustlers? Is the North Holland expanding their turf?” Vova replied, “After Dwayne take over X’s position, most people in this city believe that Playboy X was died. But I know otherwise. PBX rebuilding his empire at Northwood and they are operating behind the table. He’s cheating death” Varnie looked around and whispered, “How about the deal?” Vova pumps a SPAS-12, “The deal takes place at Acter Industrial Park, two days away. I hope that neither we nor X’s crew are tailed by Feds. You know what I mean?” Varnie scoffed, “Yeah, in NOOSE send their armada, and we’re done. How about Mrs. Hondou? Are she is alive?” Vova told him, “Hondou? Both Kenny and I know one of their families. She’s Hidemi Hondou. I wonder if Kir, an agent from those ‘men in black’ was her. And Kenny caught her witnessing several Rascalov Bratva goons throw fire bombs at the cab depot and an apartment in Hove Beach, Broker. When that happens, Kir was with a man with silver long hair, a trench coat and a fedora hat.” Varnie replied with a shrug, “Hold up, my man is waiting. I’ll call ya later.” He hangs up the phone and he walks to a sedan. An Easter Holland thug complained, “What the fuck’s took you so long?” Varnie crossed his hands, “Vova called me if he can take me to deal between Northwood Housing Hustlers and Russians.” An Eastern Holland thug with yellow tracksuit said, “Since we tied to Petrovic family, we noticed that we started to trust them and vice versa. What are you doing now?” Varnie laughed, “I gotta back to the crib and lay low for a while before the deal.” The thug with yellow tracksuit chuckled but the first member asked with a shrug, ”How about the cops? If they tailed us, what are you do?” The thug with tracksuit calmed him, “Be cool alright? If anyone play smart on us…” He pulled a Micro-Uzi. “We’ll blast them…” He added. Varnie walks to the back of his car. He popped up the trunk to reveal a trunk full of firearms. He was taking a Dragunov from the car. “We need some crew to overwatch the deal. We gotta spy at the cops and we execute the plan B if we had to.” The first thug suggested, “Then we gotta get some cars from El’s Auto. Those cop even snooping on our ride. We use Pay’n Spray too for losing the heat.” Varnie agreed with him, “Alright, that’s our plan for tomorrow. Dismiss” The second thug replied, “Let’s roll, man…” He entering the sedan, followed by his friend. The car leaves the place Meanwhile… Outside the warehouse, Alcatraz Park, Beika. Ram sighed at her colleague. "Lei, you and the others help with the goods. I'll be back." I said and walked towards the building. "Good Luck!" Ram heard Lei shout after her. I sighed. I need all the Luck that I could get. A Curtain mobster looked at Ram and he talked to the other guards, “Look at that woman. She’s the crew who sold our gang out and the coke-paranoid Erich was coming to this city.” The other guard replied, “Shit. I know those fools were kidnapping civilians for no reason. They’re always scared by some gangbangers. Fuck it, man…” The first mobster looked at him, “Man, we could talk about the coup later. Now, we gotta move this shit to the ‘dungeon’.” He ordered. A VALC soldier replied, “Alright, we’ll gone dark…” He carries a victim from the van. The first mobster pulled a Makarov PB, “Those fools will lay on their back… Mark my words, comrades…” He looked at a Curtain mobster… Valther Valther was carrying their victim from the van. Some of them are struggling and shouting, doing all means to escape. Valther chuckled, “If you are Da West, you’re fucked up for eternity!” He approached his gang. He looked to Emile, “I swear that motherfucker could head bang his sorry ass!” "Hey, be careful with the 'goods'!" Ram said as she saw one of her team backhand a struggling teenage girl on the face. She helped the girl up and led her to the 'dungeons', together with the other victims. Valther looked at Ram and one of the mob snickered, “I swear if those motherfuckers do some shitty job one more time, I'll blast them up.” Another room… “Money, I can’t trust Erich’s associates. Because they are talking about Project 34 and we got Lei and Zax to cap up with.” Valther informed Amsel through his phone. Amsel snorted, “Yeah, I and Gabe hate them too! They are worst as the Sonetti mobster. And I hate what they say about Blue Room or whatever the fuck the name is. And who the fuck is the Boss?!” He shouted at someone in the background, “Where is the boat? Don’t fuck with me or I’ll blow your head out” Amsel gave Valther a funny look, “We got some Highland fool smuggling shit from LC. Cars, bling bling and some ’Ks…” He told him. Valther wondered, “And what do you got?” Amsel scoffed, “Shit, my fucking car man. The Avignon. And possible your car was there too!” Valther answered, “Man, I don’t know! We had to cut this shit out. And the syndicate was fucked up if they are messing with Da East. Later…” He hangs up the phone. Several minutes later, Valther was sitting on his chair. Radimir was on his right. A VALC thug spoke up, “So, what are we do now? Sitting on this dungeon?” Radimir replied, “Shit, these fools were watched us. And Amsel told Ivan if they are watching the hotel now.” A Da East homie nodded, “I see. We gotta stay at this place.” Valther snapped, “We have to stay at this ‘place’. And I don’t give a fuck about the Holland gang.” A Vandal homie with blue hat looked at Radimir, “Ya know if Gabe and Adohalv waging war at Zeke and his sorry ass crew. It ain’t give sense to us!” Valther grab Radimir’s Glock from his jacket and hand it to a Vandal with orange fedora. “Overwatch the dungeon. I felt someone either from FBI or DV sneaking to this place.” The gangster replied with salute, “All your’s sire.” He head outside the room. “Watch over the syndicate. We’ll need to crush them apart before they could. Radim, look at the entreance.” Valther ordered. Radimir called Adohalv, “Ado, you need to monitoring every Syndicate on this place.” He said with a shrug. Adohalv looked in confuse, “Do you want me to watch every fuckin’ room. Even the interrogation room?” Radimir snickered, “Of course! Those fools were sending someone to check it out to checking what happen with the ‘goods’. I concerned about Chris because one of my boys saw him talking with some guys from the Feds. Even the Rollerz called me to waste him before he could make any ‘fatal’ actions. And what we do if we got a van full of meth from A.O.D motherfuckers?” Adohalv sighed, “If we got a batch of meth from these Deadbeats, we’ll sell it cheaper at the market. For Chris, I ain’t wanted to trust that two-timing motherfucker because he double-cross SPLEEN, my personal bodyguard. I have some electronic shit which I didn’t know how to use it because I not a computer nerd. Plus, I watching some Feds moving the coke from former owner, District Varna with Amsel. Should we hack the system at MPD headquarters to watching those fools outside the ‘Dungeon’ for extra safety?” He told him. Radimir briefly nods, “I didn’t have any contact with Martin since yesterday. Did you know what happen with him?” He asked. Adohalv snickered, “Martin? Shit, the Feds with these men in black captured him with his crew after they ambushed by the Westside. His crew searching some ‘ice’ at scrap yard, fighting some Messina goons then is caught in a fight between FBI against Westside. Don’t worries about the ice, Dup will carry it after he survived the fight with them. Fucking Ho Street…” Radimir snickered “Since we have some goons and better armed than the FBI, we could assault them before they can return fire at us!” Adohalv told him, “Yo, I got some electro-shit waiting for ya outside. I’ll call ya later. Peace, man…” Radimir hangs up the phone. Valther asked him, “What do you got?” Radimir looked at him, “We got Martin arrested by the FBI, Ado is sending some electronic shit that I didn’t know how to use it. So what are you do?” He questioned Valther. Valther stared at his crew, “Alright people, here's the deal. We got a truck full of electronic shit that I don't know how to use. I want you guys to help unload the truck and set up shop here. Once we're up and running, I want someone watching these monitors 24/7. The moment someone sees that fucking intruder, I wanna know about it. Let's get to work.” One hour earlier… Erru Erru sat, back against the smooth stone of a wall, and watched people pass. She had nothing better to do than look at interactions between those who walked by. Something moved in her peripheral vision, and she registered it as intriguing enough to follow. As she snaked through an alley after the figure, ducking past trash cans and boxes, she heard a vehicle start, and raced to catch up before it could get away. She saw only the color and make of the car as it sped away, and noted it on a steno pad. While she couldn't tell exactly where the person was headed, she knew they'd done something they had to flee because of, and that didn't sit well with her. She decided to follow in the general direction the car took and see if she could find it. She called a cab and scoured the streets for about an hour before she spotted it again, stopped at the edge of the road. She stopped the cab, tossed a pocketful of change at the driver, and jumped out, jogging across the road and ducking behind a random car. She peeked around the bumper to see a man in a red beret throwing someone in the vehicle who appeared to be unconscious. A kidnapping? Erru was about to storm the car and snatch the victim when she noticed a holster on the man's belt. She didn't have a permit for a weapon... but she moved up, inch by inch, until she was only two cars away from the parked kidnapper's vehicle, and began to record the license-plate number, hoping no one would see her... Erru had tried to follow the car for a few miles, but without a vehicle of her own, it was impossible to keep up. Even with whatever trust the police had in her, she didn't want to endanger the possible hostages... It appeared to be a mass kidnapping, and not the first time those people had done this. She sighed, stepped to the side of the road, and hitchhiked along the road, getting out whenever she thought she saw something. It was a long time- too long for comfort- before she again spotted the car she'd been following. It was stopped outside a large building, and appeared to be empty. She creeped around the car, peering in the windows and through the windshield. There were rolls of duct tape and some other objects in view, but no people. "Either this is the place, or they carried about 3 hostages a piece down the road without being seen... I'm guessing it's the first one." Erru felt her right pocket, making sure her pocket knife was still there. She really didn't feel like getting killed today if she did something stupid. Without a sound, Erru proceeded to sneak around the building, searching for a port of entry and checking for surveillance equipment. She could hear voices sometimes as she rounded the corners, some discussing quietly and a few outbursts every once in a while. What was the reason all these people had been taken? Erru found several gangsters wearing orange clad are guarding the building. Okay, forget the gangsters. I need to enter this building. Erru had found a possible entrance, through a service entry that had a space barely large enough to crawl through. But if there was someone in the room, she'd be in trouble. Deciding to take a small risk, she checked that no one was in sight, and ducked down into the area, squeezing through the space and into an average-sized, dark room. After checking that the pocketknife was still where it should be, she peered past the shelves and boxes and inspected the room. There wasn't a person in sight, but it appeared to be an office, with a few chairs and a desk. There’s also several boxes too. The chairs were mismatched, probably taken from different places, and the desk... well, that was too interesting to ignore. Erru, glad she wore bikers' gloves, pulled open a drawer, wincing at the slight creak. 'You'd think a mastermind would remember to oil his hinges...' After flipping through a few files that proved useless and confusing, she checked the rest of the files... There was a file of a document written in Russian. Was the owner are using this for military purpose? She inspected the box, but found several cache of firearms. “AK-74. Some of the guards are using it and the guard on the gate using Uzi. I know these gangsters are bought this from an arms dealer.” She slowly close the box, and checked the last document. She checking the piece of furniture, but found nothing of consequence. "Why would someone deliberately leave useless documents when they could use this desk to store information?" She realized she'd spoken aloud when she heard her voice echo back. "Oh, shit." She scanned the possible entrances and decided to keep as far from them as possible. When she heard a doorknob turn, she quickly moved behind a tall stack of firearms covered in sheets. 'You heard nothing. You heard nothing. You heard nothing,' she willed silently, scrunching as far back and down as she could. She sees a VALC soldier entered the room, but she could guess he was one of the people she wasn't supposed to run into. The soldier raised a MAC-11, "Sounded like it came from here... Are the Holland who do it or some suckass who wants this building back…" The soldier sat down in one of the chairs, smoking. Erru could tell by the creaking that it was one of the mismatched older chairs, pretty close to where she was standing. Five minutes passed with him presumably sitting and doing nothing. 'C'mon, please call him. Somebody get him out of here... seriously...' She was getting nervous, and a bit cramped from trying to stand in the small space... And then she heard him stand, his footsteps leading not away from, but toward her hiding spot. 'Don't tell me he's known I was here the whole time...' Luckily, he stopped before looking behind the stack and began reading the stamps on the boxes of guns. "Man, I should know if that rapper sold this pile of shit-heap on us." Erru sighed at his oblivious nature, then clapped her hand over her mouth. This was going to take a long time... A rapper sold firearms? Meanwhile…. One of the Westside high members, Karol are drove his green Galant at Hapsburg Hill. His phone rings and he picks it up. “Hey Karol. We know who smoke Lou.” Stake called him. “Really? Who are the pricks that shot Leif?” Karol asked him. “Can’t talk now. Head to Chatterbox Hotel and I told the truth. Bring your arsenal there. Later, brother” Karol reached the hotel twenty minutes later. He got out from his car. He meets with Cuda and his crew. “Whassap, bro…” Karol greeted his friend. “So, who’s the responsible killing Lou?” He asked Cuda. He pointed his hand and said, “These Feds are the ones who killed Leif in Teito” “I thought it was a Pole or a Serb or something?” Karol asked. Cuda rolled his eyes, “It’s originally the FBI was killed them.” Karol looked at Stake, “We got some bad information, brother. We got some backstabber in that hotel who got protected by the Radiuses, and look at you, you're acting like you don't even give a shit. You sick or something, man?” Cuda told him. Stake asked him, “The Feds are killing Lou? I thought they were Niko or the Bulgarian Mobsters. And why we could smack the defector?” Moines told him, “Yes they did. Karol will put several grenades through their party and we blast them up!” He hands Stake a Street Sweeper and a pair of Spectre. Moines took an Uzi with scope and an AKS-74 from the car. Karol had a M16 with scope and a Glock 18 with 33 rounds magazine. He also took several grenades. Cuda took an AKM with drum-mag and PK-AV scope. Cuda aimed his AKM, “God forgives, Karol. But Navarre don't.” Karol slightly nodded, “It’s okay, Cuda. We don’t want to forgive them until they are suffer. But who’s the snitch?” He asked. Cuda told him, “This guy, Jake, that backstabbing nigga with his rich ass Julie. Jake was a coke dealer and a racer. He also had one of our crew killed. I'm trying to kill that girl of his too. Loud mouthed motherfucker! She ratted me out to keep her own narrow ass outta jail. I'm killing her too.” Stake scolded, “That so? Well we gotta waste them and leave the fuck outta here.” Karol readied a grenade, “We’re ready to throw the grenade. So, get ready…” He threw the grenade at the front door of the hotel. Moines shouted as the grenade exploded, “Open fire, homey!” He aimed his Uzi at the window and fired at the Radiuses. He hit a guy with blue jacket several times in the chest. Cuda aim his AKMS and pulls the trigger. He hit a Radiuses with Uzi in the torso and groin. Stake fired his Street Sweeper at the Radiuses as several thugs are firing upon them from the building, “Look out, these fools were firing from the building!” There was a ’85 Firebird in the drive way. Cuda and Karol ducked behind it. The window shattered. Karol aimed the scope and fired at the guard in the porch. A round slammed a Radiuses soldier in the eye and he feel to his death. “Homey, we need to blast these fools, fast!” Moines shouted. Cuda take a RPG-22 from his car, “We got some surprise on them, bitches!” Moines chuckled, “Am, man! Check this out!” Karol took the RPG from him and fired the RPG-22 resulting ten gangsters are killed by the explosion and several unlucky thug are on fire. The explosion also damaged the hotel, despite the front door was undamaged. Stake rolled his eyes, “That will fix the hotel. Now we got the hotel and waste them out…” Stake and Karol are storming the hotel from the front door. Cuda and Moines are entering the hotel from rear. “Yo, we gotta take them as hostage and-” his voice were cut as hit phone rings. He picks it and Karol called, “We got some Rads inside.” Cuda replied, “Fuck these backstabbers! We’ll get them. Think about the escape vehicle in the chase if the MPD is covering the hotel. I’ll call later…” He hangs up the phone. Gunshots are heard outside. Cuda with Moines is arrived in the grand hall. Corpse and blood are everywhere. They moved past the bodies to the lift. “Aww shit! Are someone was attacking the hotel earlier?” Moines sarcastically asked. Cuda fired his AKM. He mowed down three Radiuses. They are reaching the elevator and Moines readied two grenades. The elevator dinged. He threw the grenades. One of the grenades exploded, sending a Radiuses gangsta off the hotel to his death. Another grenade was wounded two civilians. Cuda saw one of his homie and he told him, “Jake was upstairs. He’s fucking scared but got accompanied by several Radiuses thugs” Cuda thanked him, “You need to get your ass outta here, fast!” His homie are escaping the hotel using the window cleaning platform. Karol was in the other side of the ladder. “Where’s Stake?” Moines asked. Karol replied, “He’s using my car as the getaway vehicle!” Cuda spook up, “We got Jakeass upstairs, and Julie was around this room and-” His words were cut as the fire from an Uzi sounded and Moines took cover. “Chris, you got some nerve coming up in here you dumbass!” A shrill female voice cried. Moines yelled, “Julie, I'm gonna blow that fuckin weave off your head, bitch! No more looking good for the swap meet! Sellout bitch!” He switched to his AKS-74. He fired from cover, nailing a Radiuses thug with MAC-11. Karol replied with a snicker, “Jake-ass, that fucking loudmouthed prick. If he ain’t turned to Luke, maybe we’ll hang that smartass.” Cuda and Karol also taking cover. They returned fire from their cover. Karol takes out a Radiuses thug with a Glock. Jake ran to the hallway firing a P226 but Moines got his Uzi and squeezed some rounds off. The rounds hit the guy and he hit the floor. Karol chambered the pistol. "You don't fuckin snitch!" Jake aimed his P226 at him and pulled the trigger. It clicks empty. Karol growled, “You ran out of bullets, dickhead. Should pay attention to the math lesson, you prick” He fired his Glock and killed him. Moines looked at Jake in disgust, “Shit, this crew was defected to the CIA. And how about his girlfriend?” He asked Karol. He told him, he holster his Glock. “They were run to the north. Shit, Julie was turned to the Feds.” Moines had a question, “Are you sure?! That’s mean the police was leak our files?” Karol ordered, “You and Cuda find a suitable vehicle to escape. I and Stake will meet Julie, the fucking traitor.” Karol ran to the north. He reloaded his Glock and squeezed several rounds. He encountered a Radiuses thug with MAC-11. He accidentally shot an innocent civilian in the head and he hit the hard floor. Karol shot him in the chest. The rounds sent the guy hurtling into the wall, dropped his MAC-11. He found a thug with lime clad and Karol identified him as Highland, “What the fuck are you doing here?” He asked. The thug replied, “We just deal with some pimps but we had to scatter as gunfire rang outside the hotel.” Karol and the thug ran up the stairs. The thug yelled, “Now, man. That bitch, she has some of our money. She is trying to jump out of the window. Go outside and cap her out.” Karol nodded, “Alright, I are pinning her. Told Evan to keep his eye from the cops.” The thug brandishing a Glock, “I’m on it.” The Highland thug is running to the elevator. Karol arrived in the roof. He saw Julie and he glared at her, “Hello, you stupid backstabbing dumbass!” She turned to him and smirked, “So that’s you are, my former gang. I think I could call the FBI to bring you to the cell.” Karol said with an evil grin, “Look, girl. Maybe you are connected with Erru, Kinzie’s precious daughter. But you no longer have their support as you are making your fatal mistake. What would you do now? For now, we will expand our turf to Hepburn, especially northern part of Kataric Hill. You can’t stop me even your ‘friend’ are trying to do it.” Julie looked at him in hate, “I think you won’t do this, alright?” She asked in anger. Karol scolded, “For what? To let you lurk around us and laughed watching our gang fallen apart?” “No, I care about innocent civilians. I believe that all live has value and…” Karol snapped her words, “’I believe that all life has value bla bla bla…’ I ain’t care about that old school shit. It is for our gang, not for any pathetic moralist like you. We are fighting the major gangs like The Strelets, the Rollerz and the Hazes for the territory in Beika. Not including the goons from LS or Hepburn.” Karol snickered, “Well adios then…” As Julie walks away from him, Karol pulls his Glock 18 and he aimed at Julie. Cuda heard the shot and glanced toward it to see Julie fall. Karol had shot her in the back of her head, twice. Coda looked at Julie’s corpse and shouted, “Fuck these backstabbing motherfuckers!” Karol waved his Glock, “Julie, you two-timing prick! Now you can’t outmaneuver me again, asshole!” Cuda informed Karol, “Yo, Moines are get outside with Stake. We need to get outta this hotel, fast!” Karol shrugged, “We can use the window cleaning platform…” After they were using the window cleaning platform to escape, Karol and Cuda are got in the back seat of his car. Stake began to drive to Norwich district. “Shit, this motherfucker was worse than the FBI agents who get shot by us!” Cuda cracked. Moines nodded, “Yeah, I know. They just sold their life at the Radiuses” Cuda asked, “So, what are you doing now?” Moines replied, “We will discuss our plan with Pavlović mob. And I’ll have personal time with Radoslav” Karol replied, “I have some deed to him… There’s the house and perhaps the Feds wont interfered this reunion. If they interfered, they’re dead meat” Moines interrupted, “Hey, look at that fool. I swear they are stole my car and cap my homies in ’06!” It was a house near Teitan High School. Stake looked at Cuda, “Bro, we got some trouble with 87th” He said with a shrug. Moines insert a fresh clip to his Uzi. The 87th was cleaning a sedan. Moines looked across the street. “That’s him, Plotmir. He’s always talkin’ shit about us…” Cuda readied his AKM, “We blast these fools while the witness watched.” Karol reloading his M16, “Pull the window. We got time to cap these fuckers.” Moines looked at Karol and he snickered, “Wait, we will have 411 at them. I’ll have some shit at my sleeves.” Meanwhile, near the school, Ran with Sera walking to a restaurant. She accidentally meets Sonoko. “Hey, Sonoko.” Ran greeted her. Sonoko replied, “Hey, Ran-san. Hey Sera-chan!” Ran asked, “Sera-san, could you tell me if Erru wasn’t attending class today?” Sera replied, “Well, she’s on leave of absence.” Ran notice a tuned Galant parked near the school. Sera watched the car in suspicion. “They was parked their car near the school. They weren’t get out from the car” Ran asked her, “What are you mean? Are they robbers?” Sera replied, “No, but my feeling said they are armed. But I don’t think if my thought was wrong, either” Jodie greeted the students, “Hey, Angel. How do you do?” Ran asked, “Jodie-sensei, do you know that car?” Jodie listened to the radio at her car. A news came on. "This just in, a Nichiuri news report. A gang related shootouts erupted three hours ago in East Parvano. The suspects possibly involved in the ambush of Ballas gang. Four armed gangsters open fire at the Radiuses and they are forcing their way to the hotel. The murder of drug dealer Jake Wilson and his sister is still under investigation. The MPD are looking for the suspects who are still at large number. They were described as four males dressed in black, which leads to the assumption either they were affiliated with Black Organization or the Wrong Way Assassin. The shooting at the hotel was retaliation of the murder of Leif Lacquer. If you have any information regarding the shooting, please call our hotline. Hikita Yumi. Nichiuri news." Sera looked at Jodie, “Well, did you know Leif?” Jodie shook her head, “Leif? If I know, he’s a high member of the Navarre. He was killed in Teito bank when several Bulgarian mobs rob the bank. However, there was another theory that their rival gang, 87th Crew, assassinated Leif. I don’t know if the Navarre will attack the 87th in retaliation for that.” Karol’s Job: The Siege Moines looked at the house. Cuda snickered, “We got some vans are heading here. Denis also came too!” He observed the school. Karol stared at him and said, “I told you these people will arrive, man! Why we must wait this prick to enter the car?” Cuda replied, “We may cap him to lure the 87th Crew out or just blast everyone on your way! And who’s gonna call them? The Balla which we attacked yesterday?” “That should be our enemies after the 87th, Deadbeats and Losers…” Karol added. He switched the radio station. He went to Shakehead FM. The song Rollin’ by Limp Bizkit was playing. He turned the volume up. Moines saw two vans and an Eldorado pulled behind his car. “That’s our cue. Do it for Leif…” Karol looked to Plotmir as he entering the sedan. He and Moines are getting out from the car, their weapons on hand. Cuda and Stake are leaned out of the car, aiming their firearms at the car. Three Westside soldier are emerged from one of the vans. Radoslav with three Pavlović mob are descending from another van. Denis readied his Uzi. Sera taking to Jodie, she did not notice if the shooter was around her, “So, where’s the gangster anyway?” Her words cut as rapid gunfire sounded in the air. They glanced to see two Westside soldiers were firing MAC-11s. Cuda yelled, “Whassup you motherfucker!” Cuda fired his AK from the window of his car. Radoslav aimed his M70AB and pulls the trigger. Plotmir was hit by a couple of rounds. A round hit him in the arm, another in the chest, he had been shot by Karol. They also sprayed Plotimir’s car with bullets. He about to get out from his sedan but he was greeted with a shot to hip and abdomen by Stake. He then hit the ground as his lifeless body was facing the sky. An innocent bystander, a Teitan student, also hit by the automatic rounds. Denis sprayed his Uzi at him and he sagged to the ground, dead. Maybe he thinks that student was a witness. Stake yelled, “Sellout motherfuckers! I gonna waste that loudmouthed asshole!” Ran clapped her hands over after watching the ambush. Jodie bitterly said, “They executed him in ruthless way…” Karol saw her. “Aw, shit. We got some smartass there.” He shouted to his comrades. “I’m gonna confront her out.” Stake shouted, “Yo man, what the fuck are you going?” Karol ignored him as he walked to Ran and withdrew his Glock 18. However, he stopped after Sera blocked him from his sight. Karol started to level his Glock sideways at Ran sideways but Sera interfered, “Don’t. Ran is innocent. I was responsible at her. Don’t be stupid.” Jodie stared at him hard, “So what are you do?” Karol scoffed, “I don’t want that girl broadcast this ‘gory’ stuff. I aint gonna shooting her, but I want the fucking camera.” No respond from Jodie, Karol turned to his back and hollered at his crew, “Moines, come check these fools!” Sera shouted, “Ran, take innocent civilians from this area! The gangsters are aiming their weapon on us!” Meanwhile, Moines walks to Plotmir’s body and he fired the remaining rounds of his Uzi to the corpse. He kick the corpse and he snarled at him, “You’re fucked my crew, we’ll fuck you too!” Cuda noticed a Camaro passing by. The Camaro was painted Fern green. “Oh, look we got some assholes passing by.” Gunshots rang out and Moines was hit in the elbow, “Aww, fuck!” He screamed in pain. Moines use Plotmir’s car as cover and he fired the gun to the attacker. He hit the back left tire and the Camaro hit a lamppost. “Streltsy, jackass!” One of the gangsters yelled. The driver got out. He had a shotgun. The passenger fired an Uzi from the car. A Delta 88 coupe stopped near a house and four Strelets got out carrying M4s and Uzis. Several cars pulled near a T-intersection and more got out. Some of the gangsters were wearing Tyrian purple. They were members of 87th Crew. The Strelets are wore Fern green clad. A 87th Crew was emerged from one of the house. He had an M16A3, “Let teach these Navarre they are ruined the truce!” He yelled. Several Strelets open fire at Karol‘s Galant, the windows shattered. Karol fired and hit one of the Strelets who holding an Uzi from afar. The round sent him hurtling to the road. Denis sprayed his Uzi at the Strelets with the shotgun and hit him with couple of rounds. The thug stumbled and dropped the shotgun. An innocent civilian screamed as this happen. Cuda fired and shot him in the head. The rounds took out a big chunk of his scalp. His head leaked blood as he hit the ground. Soon it was a puddle. “I told you to shut the fuck up!” He raged. Sera clenched her fists, “And this ruthless gangster shot an innocent civilian because he screamed?” Jodie warned them, “You need to leave this place right now! Go!” Sera running to safety with Ran. Several Strelets high-member got out of an apartment. They began firing too. A Strelets lieutenant screamed, “Wrong hood you bitch!” He fired a PP-2000 sideways and hit a WWA soldier in the back with a headshot as one of Plotmir’s crew fired his own gun. Another Strelets thug fired a TMP and nailed a Pavlović mob with AIMR in the hip and groin. “You are fucking dead, Coast Bustas!” He yelled. A Westside with MAC-11 yelled, “Punk ass Suckers!” He fired and hit a 87th in the chest. Karol started to fire his M16. He swept the weapon across the road catching four Strelets with the rounds. Another Strelets fired a Micro-Uzi and hit Cuda from behind. He fired again but Cuda shot him as he hit the ground. He fired and hit the gang member in the chest. The gang member was firing but he dropped his gun as he staggered back. Cuda fired again and he fall back as Cuda shot again. His neck had been torn open by the wound. His spinal cord was revealed by the deepness of the wound. Cuda emptied his AKM at the other thugs before took cover near his van and reloading. A Westside Public Enemy shouted, “Good-fucking-afternoon, Suckers!” He aimed a Desert Eagle sideways and hit an 87th crew in the head. He reloads and fire again, but two rounds tore his torso. The gang member with Desert Eagle had his lungs shot; he was dead before he hit the floor. Jodie watched the gunfight in awe. She went to her car without getting shot. She took a transceiver. “Dekko, I saw the suspect from the hotel shootout and they are fighting against 87th and Streltsy. And where’s Natake family?” Jodie knows Dekko as Hidemi. She replied, “They were investigating several people who connected with Aramov, the head boss of the re-vamped Strelets. His gangs are attracting attention from FBI and CIA because they started several massacre and gang-related assassinations.” Hidemi warned, “Careful, some of the 87th soldier carrying military weapons. Dekko out…” She placed her transceiver on a table. Gin walks to her, followed by a guy wearing flashy clothing. “What do you got, Kir? I head to your house with him. He’s sole survivor of the The Holland Play shootout.” Hidemi looked at the guy with flashy clothing, “So, you’re PBX? Who is taking control at the drug empire after they take you out? ” Playboy X scoffed, “Fuck it, that jag-ass Dwayne with my assassin Niko turned me on. We gotta found the man named ‘The Fixer’ and kick his sorry ass out before he could snare my lieutenant.” Hidemi checked the CIA database, “I got one of the Strelets OG who responsible for the smuggling. He maybe has connected to The Fixer. You can see for yourself, X.” Playboy X and Gin looked at the CIA database. Surname: Aramov First Name: Radek AKA: The III Boss, Ronnie, The Psychopath DOB: March 23rd, 1983. Volgograd, Russia. Age: 25 Residence: Kearny Projects, Haido Affiliation: The Strelets, various Ballas sets throughout Los Santos, 87th Crew, The Uptown Riders MC, The Ancelotti Crime Family, Spanish Lords, Crooked House, The Gornelli Crime Family, Uncle Theta gang, Niko Bellic, Trico Boyz Criminal Record: · 2006 – Rampage · 2006 – Gunrunner · 2007 – Kidnapping · 2007 – Mass Murder · 2008 – Planned Murder · 2008 – Contract Killer · 2008 – Armed Robbery Hidemi began to read Aramov’s complicated history. He was in America in 1999. In 2006, he started his crime with blowing up a meth lab and killed several Alderney chapter of The Lost Brotherhood including one of the survivors of the same explosion in 2003, Harper. He was arrested in 2007 on firearms charge, possession of illegal firearms. He was around Bohan in October 2007 after the trial. He joined Crooked House syndicate in June 2007. The CIA database said that he started to run an arms smuggling ring by Henryk Małecki and a gang named Trico Boyz. He was one of the Crooked House to revamp the Strelets, ultimately weakening the Crooked House. They engaged in a gang war with the Hustlers of the Wardite St. at Algonquin but the LCPD and FBI killed four of original ten in a joint operation. However, Aramov planned his revenge after that. First, they kidnapped 42 innocent civilians, which connected to the joint operations. Aramov execute 28 hostages in the head after the interrogation, most of them are gang members from North Holland Hustlers. Then the remaining of the original ten planned several ‘smear’ wars. Aramov assaulted the Francis International Airport with the three of the ten: Ravislav, Nikomir and Zoki. They killed 463 civilians, 65 LCPD personnel and 41 gang members. While the remaining: Stenko and Darvan slaughter McWyters family at Berchem, Alderney. Three months after the massacre, he assassinated Ravine Barbino, brother of Gregorio Barbino from the orders from Stenko. Not only the assassination, he also associates with Bling Bling Records CEO Alvaro Vanovotti aka Sykes. This let him to take Havre Bay in Beika from Steamerz for his empire overseas. In November 2008, Aramov, Zoki and six Lords-Strelets gangster are robbing a bank in Beika. All of the robbers are wore military-grade armor. According to the witness, Aramov carried an AKS-74 with PK-AV Scope and an Uzi as his reserve weapon. Zoki carried a M733 with C-Mag. Four of the Lords-Strelets are carrying HK33s and MP7s. The two last robbers armed with Galils. Both Hidemi and Gin looked at the story of the armed robbery and gang shootout. Those robbers drive two modified Camaro IROC-Z and a red Impala. They pulled up near the bank. Some of the robbers are wore Fern green clad as the others wore flashy clothing. As they entering the bank, one of the robbers brandishes an Uzi, firing his gun at the ceiling and the other flashes their gun. They ordered the clerk to shut the door. I saw the robber with the Uzi have an AKS-74 strapped on his back. One of the robbers said to the hostage, he aimed his M773. “Now listen up, you sanctimonious piece of shit! We’re jacking this bank right now, and you don’t want me to fuck you up if you doing some suspicious activity!” One of them tried to resist, but I heard a gunshot. Everyone panicked after hearing the gunshot, I saw the guy who tried to resist collapse to the floor, dead. One of the robbers with Galil shouted, “What the fuck, man?” His friend with M733 snickered, “I just going to shut him up, alright?” The robber with Uzi scolded them, “Yo, fuck that shit! We’re hit the money, not that jag-ass who tried to beat you up!” He leveled his Uzi at the manager. He bring the manager into the safe, the robber with Galil followed him. I saw a woman. She wore a leather jacket and her hair tied back in a ponytail. I looked at her, “I’m gonna blast these assholes. Who’s your name anyway?” The woman replied, “Hidemi Hondou. However, are you sure this could work? They aren’t usual robbers.” I looked at the robbers and asked Hidemi about them, “Hey, did you know about them?” She told me about them, “I know several of them. They are the members of Spanish Lords-Strelets pact.” I decided to not playing hero after I listened to her advice. A robber with purple coat looked outside the bank. He saw the police are coming. He grumbled, “Fuck, we got the Feds…” I heard someone shouted, "What the fuck do you think you're doing? I saw what you did. Take it out and don't even think about trying to slip another dye pack in there again." He shouted to his crew, “If they put any motherfucking dye pack, you shot them in the head!” One of the robbers searched the bags and found three more. The robber with green coat kept his HK33 trained at me on the floor. The gangster with Uzi aimed it at Hidemi’s head. More police and FBI covered the front and I heard one of them hassling. “You lined them at the entrance and using them as shield?” The gangster with Uzi sarcastically replied, “We have some Deadbeats to fuck up right now. Of course we are using them as shield!” I watch one of them started to hands the bag, which is loaded with money into their crew. I heard their next plan, “Okay, we’re leaving this city. We’re heading to Crackport.” “Okay, asshole! They want the fight and we’ll give them!” They began to lining several hostages into the door. One of them callously slams my face against the door, my hands tied against my back. I saw Hidemi tied next to me in the left. She speak to me, “Don’t worry, these bitches won’t make it. Trust me…” Her words were cut as the robbers start out the doorway, firing at the FBI and police. I saw they forced to retreat as the robbers outgunned them and they are using armor-piercing bullets. I gasped as some of them using the hostage as shield, blasting everyone on sight. Several robbers are driving their car as the other acted as ‘sweeper’, clearing anyone who might stop them. They retreat into their car and heading north, possibly they are heading into the airport. I feel someone untied my hands. Hidemi helped me. “Where’s my brother.” I asked her. Hidemi sadly replied, “You brother had his back shot to shit by automatic rounds. He’s dead…” She helped me get up. Corpses are everywhere. From FBI agents to Angels of Death bikers. More than two hundred people dead, 33 wounded. X looked at Hidemi. “You got involved in that?” He asked her. “I trapped in that robbery when I transferring money. That guy asked my name, he tried to shot one of the robbers but I advice him to abandon his plan. I'll look at this gang's history” She replied. The Strelets originally formed in 1983 at Vice City. One of the founders, Naum Ermakov stated on his book, Dishonored: The Rise of the Strelets. “We had to form a gang to protect the Eastern European immigrant from discrimination. We started this gang at Washington Beach. Then we expanding our turf to Viceport and blast any motherfuckers who stand on our way.” According to the CIA database, The Strelets began to be most powerful gang in Vice City after the downfall of Mendez Cartel and Vance Crime Family. In 1988, The Vercetti with the Cubans proposed an alliance to the Strelets, which they accept the offer. In October 1989, they started to attack Vice City chapter of Angels of Death after they ambushed a delivery full of drugs. This resulted one of the Strelets OG, Yura Rapakov killed in the gunfight. Naum retaliated the attack with stole their shipment of meth at Viceport. They decided to expand their empire at San Andreas six years later. They set their front at East Los Santos. They are fighting the Front Yard Ballas for the territory. They claimed northern part of East Los Santos and but lost it four months later. Despite that, they conquered east part of Las Venturas city. Around 1999 until 2005, this gang loss their power and territory and disbanded in January 2007. The Re-vamped Strelets formed near Broker in August 2007. They quickly make alliance with Spanish Lords. The Strelets are on bad terms with Albanians and their former, Crooked House. They assist the Spanish Lords in their gang war with West River Rifas although they helped the Lords to sweep the Albanians from Broker. The Spanish Lords have a truce with the Rifa after one of the San Fierro set of Rifas, Manuel Gracia proposed cease fire at the Lords’ leader, Lupo Zorrila. After the truce, the Lords-Strelets are expanding their turf to the east, threaten the Eastern Holland who having the territory. In January 2008, the Crooked House falls into a civil war. They cracked into three faction, the Roth’s crew, Cerveza Heights gang and Westminster Hood Ballas, marking the presence of Ballas in Liberty City. The Roth’s crew quickly aligned with McReary Crime Family as the Cerveza Height gang tied with Strelets-Lords pact. After the bank robbery in at Bank of Liberty, The Roth’s crew quickly attacked the Westminster. However, the Ballas repulsed the attack. Until now, this civil war sparked another gang wars. One of them is the Vandals – Strelets war. One of the VALC lieutenants, Adohalv defaced a Strelets gang tag in their turf at Bohan Industrial district. This caused the Strelets launch an attack on them. The attack last six hours after Strelets forced to retreat as they are facing the Crooked House’s civil war at the south. According to the CIA, this war did not going to an end or ceased. The only happy people from this news are the arms dealer. Their relation with AOD went sour again as one of Stenko’s lieutenant, Dimokir tried to frame an AOD biker for a murder. Lester Arnold, while he was in Beika replied the frame with the kidnapping of Elizabeth aka L. He didn’t know if she was a Black Organization agent named Amontillado. Despite that, Zoki and Darvan heading to Beika and launches an all-out attack with his allies, the 87th at the Beika chapter of the AOD. This resulted the AOD have an alliance with Radiuses and able to drive the 87th from their clubhouse at Clarian Inlet. The Strelets are on good terms with Serbians. They assist the Strelets smuggle their drugs into Liberty City from 2007. One of them, the Ilić’s crew provided them with firearms and explosives. Because that, they tried to attack the West Coast Coke. This has fairy consequences, as they are the targets of FBI and CIA. However, Stenko quickly turns the tide as his goon captured one of the CIA agents and beheaded him. Hidemi began to look at Aramov’s note. Notes: · Rising underworld figure. · Responsible for almost singlehandedly making the re-vamped Strelets gang strongest in Beika and Bohan, Liberty City. · Responsible for kidnapping 42 innocent civilians and personally execute several of them in the head. · Responsible for the massacre at Francis International Airport. · Responsible for assassination of Ravine Barbino. · Suspected in the death of Harold McWyters’ family. · Suspected to be involved in an arms smuggling ring along with Polish gunrunner Henryk 'Krzewina' Małecki and the Trico Boyz. · Frequently associates with Bling Bling Records CEO Alvaro ‘Sykes’ Vanovotti. · Known to freelance for Vino Gornelli of the Gornelli Crime Family. · Suspected to be involved in a hijacking ring led by Vat Rockne of the Uncle Theta Gang. · Suspected of being involved in an wide spread organized car theft operation for Kibbutz Incorporated. · Suspected of be involved in a contract-killing ring led by Ballas. Hidemi scrolled through the database. Finally she caught the whereabouts of Aramov. One of which was the Raiha Pass, another was an apartment in Northwood, Algonquin. X snickered, “Who’s that jag-ass anyway?” Hidemi chuckled at him, “Trico Boyz, some bunch of racers and tuners that supplement their illegal activity with preying on truck shipment trough the Aleport. Their color was Celadon green. They are riding some muscle cars and modern sport cars too. They also armed with some stolen weapons from their gang. I didn’t know where the Trico Boyz was founded, but my mother told me that they are founded at Craver Island. Their turf was around Harcken Park and New Charlotte. But our comrades also saw them hanging around Aspataria in Hepburn.” She turned the TV on. “Apparently, it has all been leading up to this. It began with a presumably benign prison break, but it has ended with the resurrection of the dreaded Eastside Nights from Liberty City. Residents of Beika have reported multiple sightings of the scarlet clad crew roaming the area, doing anything and everything to impress possible recruits -- from gang related killings to dangerous joyriding. The gang has kept relatively quiet, but we at the Bucket TV can only assume this is indeed just the calm before the storm.” “Boring…” X switched the TV. This time, Bucket TV News is showing footage of Rafik and an 87th Crew goon robbing a store in the Finnier District called Nard’s Liquor. Rafik hold an Uzi while his crew is holding a Glock 18. After his crew shooting the shop owners, Rafik punched the other one and emptied entire clip of his Uzi on him. They jump into a ’65 Bel Air and drive off, knocking over the camera and running over the cameraman. Newscaster: “This footage was taken last night as the 87th Crew went on another looting spree, this time focusing their wrath on the recovering community of Goldfurt. People watched in horror as the crazed individual known as Rafik led his men on a violent night of chaos. With no end in sight to the gang epidemic, one has to ask, could the police end this?” Hidemi switched the channel of her TV after she snatched the remote from PBX. She changed it to Weasel News. Andre Rovinov was on a show. In addition, Rodney Piller was on as well. Andre: “I thought if the Bling Bling Records were brought the Strelets to the Beika right?” Rodney: “You got that right. Still, I ain’t in death row with my ‘Pyro-Technician’ or some guys playing trailblazing at Northwood.” Andre: “Pyro-Technician? You got some heat from the underworld for that?” Rodney: “I ain’t give a shit. However, the Commission is fall apart. We got Jimmy was dead with some gunshots in Happiness Island and some Lupissela goons are arrested by the FBI. But what the citizens of West River scared now because some goon dressed in Fern green, playing some rap music on their car and crashing some patrons’ party with their Uzis. It will be worse than the Eastside terrorizing the city with some drug dealers from X to search a man with some shitty long hair and two foreigners. And now the Hepburn wouldn’t be the utopian city tonight?” Andre: “Because the incident on Heckles Bridge?” Rodney: “Nope, because the resurrection of the dreaded Eastside in the Beika. Also, the Union of Crack Nations slowly perpetuates an ambush in Ragnovak Island.” Andre: “On the news tip line with us is a Northwood resident, Juan Rovalto Pendejo. Am I pronouncing that right, Juan?” Juan: “How did you pronounce my last name?” Andre: “Rovalto Pendejo.” Juan: “Ah, perfect, hombre.” Andre: “Tell us, what are you seeing as you look out the window of su casa?” Juan: “Well, it has quieted down a bit now, y'know, I don't see - oh, wait, oh dios mio!” Andre: “What? What is it? What do you see? Juan, what do you see? “ Juan: “Some goons wearing green clad runnin’ outside a building to engaging the LCPD in an open warfare and shit.” Andre: “I'm sorry?” Juan: “Now those Suckers didn’t need to clear the stuff from the fence…” Gunshot are heard from the news tip line Andre: “Juan? What happen?” Someone walks to the Juan’s phone. Gunshots are heard again. Strelets gang member: “Yo, man. I’m sorry but I have to deliver the message for you.” Andre: “Yeah, go ahead then.” Strelets gang member: “If you could, please warn the Feds to not to interrupt my personal thing.” Andre: “What-the-fuck-ever, man. But what happen to Juan?” Strelets gang member: “We had to ‘shut’ his mouth for being too noisy.” Andre: “Um, that’s could be the reason for it.” Strelets gang member: “Yo, we could meet with you later. Bye…” Andre: “Did you know what happen with him?” Rodney: “I aint know. Now we have to arms some crew with Kalashnikovs.” Andre: “Um guys, you better go. Because I got some fools running shit with you” Rodney left the studio after he heard this news. Several Strelets goons are storming the studio from the other door. One of them was aiming an Uzi at Andre. "We'll be back with Gate 42 after theses messages.” A commercial shows a gangster leaning at a wall. He wore red shirt and cream pants. Another thug approached him. Thug #1: “Yo dawg, whattup?” Thug #2: “Ya lookin’ different. What’s up with ya?” Thug #1: “I got this from da Ammu-Nation” Thug #1 draws a MP5, which he hands it to the Thug #2. Thug #2: “Ammu-nation? Did they are here now?” Thug #1: “Yeah, after that Mayor which he unpopular in the underworld resigned, the Ammu-nation has been returned.” Thug #2: “Then what we do now, brotha?” Thug #1: “Starting some problems to the rival gang.” Thug #1: “Oh, hombre. I just forgot one thing.” Both: “Stop chillin’, start killin’.” They heading to a ’75 Chevelle and drive off. Narrator: “Ammu-Nation: Shoot now, pay later…” Hidemi turned her TV again. She was tired of the gang-related thing and Ammu-Nation. She changed it to Nichiuri TV. A news came on. I am Lawrence Armstrong in the newsroom. This just in from the news desk: North Lysander seems to be the target of gangland warfare today as elements from the hoodlum gang known as the West Coast Coke and Wrong Way Assassin are attacking the 87th Crew and Strelets. Reports indicate that WWA breaking the peace treaty and decide to brought their ‘army of henchmen’ to engage their archrival. Nothing is safe; storefronts smashed and firebombed, vehicles being destroyed, pedestrian traffic getting caught up in the gang war - do not, repeat, do not, enter this area until the police have had a chance to quell the gang war. Repeating: West Coast Coke and Wrong Way Assassin are engaging the 87th and Strelets in an all-out attack. If you there now and are hearing this report, take appropriate safety measures. We will have a live report from Flying Officer Ramornie McCabe as soon as he can get airborne. In addition, we will keep an eye on this developing story here in the newsroom. I'm Lawrence Armstrong. X scoffed, “I swear that those assholes will cleaned the 87th in no time…” Hidemi took an AIMS-74, “It could mean the WWA planned to scorch Rafik’s house for the retribution.” She hands Gin a SG550. X looked in confusion, “So, what are I’m to do now? I’m too good for this motherfucker!” Hidemi told him, she hands him an Uzi, “Well, you just stay here and don’t going outside. I’ll meet you later.” She was running outside her house with Gin. Meanwhile, some of the 87th Crew emerged from one of the housing. One of them was carrying a Kahstan. The other crew carried MP5. They fired at the Westside, with their common ‘gangsta style’ aim. One of the Strelets thug shouted, “You mess with Jake, we’ll mess you too!” Another Strelets homie saw the FBI was there and screamed, “No Feds this time! This is our war, not yours!” An 87th with tyrian bandana, fired an HK-91 and killed four FBI agents before they could open fire. Another, wearing Chore Coat, fired his M654 and hitting a Westside soldier in the chest. The 87th gangsta with M654 aimed at the FBI. He fired again, two rounds hit a FBI agent with MP10 the throat. The round tearing his jugular open. The agent fall, he died choking on his own blood. Rafik came running outside firing his MP7. He hit a WWA with RK-95. Rafik yelled to his crew, “Call some backup! The Feds are waging war against us!” Cuda emptied his AKM even a round tore his side. He shredded ten Strelets. He yelled, “Money, we need some firepower! And the FBI were interfering us too!” Moines looked back, “Damn, you’re right! The fed are here!” He went to Karol’s car and took a PKM from the car. Višelav aimed his MPL and shredded two 87th Crew gangstas before he took cover again. “Fucking with the Strelets is bad for your life!” Yelled the one with the coat. The one with M16 yelled, “You ain’t gangster, Coast Bustas!” Radoslav use his door’s van as cover and he spraying his M70 blindly. He hit a 87th with M16 in the head. He screamed, “Didn’t that beautiful, prick? You shouldn’t stay here, Suckers!” More 87th soldier swarmed to help in the gunfight. Rafik joined with the Strelets as they had shootout with Westside, taking cover in near their car. “I don’t know what the fuck is wrong with you, Coast Bustas? Are you violating the truce again?” Stake snickered, “Man, don’t be fucking lied. We know you were wasting Lou.” He fired his Spectre dual wield, catching five Strelets with the rounds. Rafik scowled, “Lou? Man, we don’t know about that kid! And look, your crew was killing Plotmir’s cousin!” He reloads his MP7 after he cap two Westside crew. He blind fires his MP7 from the wall and hit three WWA. Two of the WWA crew stumbled but not dead. The other one are trying to get up but an 87th soldier with AK-74 finished him with a shot in the head. An 87th soldier screamed, “Look the fuck out!” Rafik looked to see a bottle fly through the air and hit two WWA crew at the ground. They began to scream as they were engulfed in flames. One of the WWA crew turn his attention to the thug but Rafik fired and hit the thug in forehead. Cuda surprised, “So, we ain’t killing the gun runner?” His testimony came true as a car pulled up and Plotmir got out with three 87th soldiers. He holds an Uzi and two of his men armed with AKS-74s. The last carried an MP5K. Plotmir open fire and two FBI agents dropped. “My comrades gonna ice you all for this! Y’all hear me?” He yelled. Rafik saw a 87th gang member who he recognized as one of Plotmir’s soldier, known simply as Bogdan, who wore a green sweat jacket, a black fedora, and a maroon bandana, fired his AKS-74u at group of Westside gangster as they firing at Strelets homie. Bogdan yelled, “We got some suckers here who breaking the truce for nothing!” He turned his AKS-74u at the FBI. He hit an agent with M16A3 in the torso and leg. The agent fall, but not died. One of 87th Crew soldier is walking to one of Jodie’s comrades who had been wounded by Bogdan. He aimed a Glock 17 at the agent. “Please, don’t kill me. I have family…” He begged through his bloodied mouth. The thug growled, “If you don’t want to risk your life, don’t fuck with us. Have a nice day, dickhead!” A FBI agent with hat fired a MP7 at the 87th goon who execute the wounded agent. He hit him in the side of the neck as the gangster did not notice him. He attempt to turn but another round struck his head. The gangster lies dead near his prey who executed earlier, blood slowly poured from his wound. Jodie took her M4A1 from the trunk of her car. She aimed her M4A1 at Rafik’s crew. She hit an 87th with M654 in the chest but the vest protected him. He returned fire at the FBI agents. He hit one of Jodie’s comrades in the torso, near the lungs. Bogdan yelled, “Plotmir, those fools making us nuts! They lay fire at Avig!” Plotmir angrily replied, “They better not to fuck him up for that or I’ll cap them myself!” Rafik slung his MP7 to his back, “Where’s the Feds, man? Where?” He switched to a Zastava M85. Rafik fired, taking aim at one of the FBI agents who shot the 87th with Glock 17. He nailed the guy in the chest and all up his right side, several rounds went into his right lung and the rounds penetrated and hit his kidney. Rafik fired at two WWA gangsters, hitting one of them, several rounds and blood sprayed from his Adams apple. Plotmir waved his Uzi, “Hell, I don’t know. Just pop them, motherfuckers!” Cuda keep firing at the 87th despite the FBI are laying fire on him. He nailed a Strelets with M16A3 in the right eye, “Homie, we have to ransack the house and take any fucking documents.” Višelav yelled. “Alright brotha, we’ll head there…” Avig jumped over the low wall. He aimed his M654 at Jodie and fired. Two rounds struck her in the abdomen and one was almost hit her vital point. Avig fired at the group of gangsters near the van, three WWA thug fell, their black clad stained in blood as Avig got them. Jodie fired her M4A1 despite her wound on her abdomen. She started to cough blood from her mouth. Rafik aimed his M85 at her and he warned, “Eye for an Eye. Your killed my crew, this time it’s payback.” He fired again and Jodie was hit again in the shoulder and hip. She stumbles from her wounds and drops her M4A1. Their bullets showered Jodie’s car. Rafik noticed his M85 went dry and he reloaded again. Avig approached Jodie after he shot her. He yelled, “Sellout bitch! This is payback for my crew, motherfucker!” Jodie pulled her P226 only to be kicked away by Rafik. An 87th soldier followed him. He wears turquoise hoodie and red hat. Rafik looked at her in hate, “What’s up, Jodie. Now you’re fucked up because your father cap my homie.” Jodie gritted her bloodied teeth, “Actions have consequences… You’re shot my friend and you’ll pay it” Avig barked, “But in the case, you are killed our crew. Plus, you father was killing one of our crew. Can’t you realize it?” The 87th with shirt stared at her hard, “Well, you fucked up. You shot at fucking 87th OGs!” He aimed a .45 pistol at Jodie. She was shocked how 87th Crew gang knew her father. She knows that her father was investigating Black Organization only. But what Rafik say about one of his crew are killed by her father was possibly right. Jodie knows an 87th soldier who runs over by her father’s car by an accident in 1986. The thug died in the hospital and 87th gang wanted revenge at her father, despite the apology from her colleague. After her father killed by Vermouth in 1987, the 87th are planning to kill Jodie for the retribution. The thug aimed his .45 pistol at Jodie’s head, unaware of Hidemi’s presence. Avig sarcastically asked, “Any last words?” Before he could finish his word, Hidemi shot him with her AIMS-74. She hit him in the abdomen but he returns fire at her. “I ain’t ready to facing these scums!” He barked. Bogdan noticed Hidemi was brought the CIA and Black Organization. “Buster Organization is no match for 87th OGs! Get ready to be killed, asshole!” Rafik returned firing his M85 at Gin who firing his Beretta and the thug with shirt pulled an Uzi. Hidemi aimed her AIMS-74 at Rafik but Avig fired his M654 at her instead. He snarled, “Hondou, you fucking snitch! I realized Rirk want to kill your family! You shouldn’t come here! Now you’re dead! Dead! DEAD!” Hidemi began firing at him. “Rirk? I know that smartass fool. He’s one of the Eastside Nights OGs who escapes death from the FBI. And if he comes here, he’s dead man.” Plotmir retorted, “Long live the 87th, even we should shred our blood for it. I ain’t kidding about this.” Hidemi gritted her teeth, “Lay a finger to my friend, you’re dead…” She fired her AIMS-74. Three rounds got Rafik in the abdomen as he take cover near a car. He returned blind fire with his M85. He only managed to graze her in the arm. Bogdan aimed his AKS-74u, hollering, “I ain’t forgotten you all, asshole!” He hit a Westside with M16A2 in the head. The guy feel, blood dripping from his eye. Avig snickered, “The Cypress, Hidemi. The Cypress… Rirk’s insane enough to pull his gang to this.” He took a MP5K off of a dead Westside gangster after his M654 ran out of ammo. He leveled his gun sideways at Gin and squeezed the trigger. Hidemi fired her AIMS-74 and a round slammed Bogdan’s chest. He pulled a Spectre and fired at the Westside, ignoring who shot him. He hit one of them in the abdomen. One of Bogdan’s soldier, who wore a black denim jacket and a turquoise bandana fired an AEK-191K dual-wield with PM-06 from cover and he mowed down six FBI agents. Bogdan sprayed his Spectre, hollering, “Shot them all before they shred us!” An 87th soldier with HK-91 shouted, “Coast Busta, I gonna smear your body to Los Santos! Eighty Seventh, asshole!” Bogdan turned his Spectre at Ethan but Hidemi advanced toward him, still firing. Rafik received a car keys from Bogdan and he pulled a RKG-3M grenade. “He’s gonna blow this pussycat out! Get clear!” Rafik yelled. Bogdan about to throw it at Westside, but Hidemi fired her AIMS-74 at him again, a round tore his shoulder and he dropping the grenade. Bogdan screamed, “Oww, fuck!” He with his crew ran for cover as the grenade rolled under a car. BOOM! The explosion was enormous as the grenade exploded. Four 87th crews were caught in the blast. The explosion also shatters the window. Bogdan looked to his car were blew up and engulfed in flames. Two of his crew was killed in the explosion. The thug with Uzi had unwillingly blown his own right arm off. He screamed in agony as the blood sprayed from the wound like a fountain. He fell and still screaming but he went to shock. The other one with HK-91 barely survived the explosion. Plotmir remarked, “You always cheat death. Now return fire, Riga!” Riga fired his HK-91 and hit a CIA agent with Hidemi. Hidemi shot him before he could get her through. Riga dropped his emptied HK-91 as he pulls back. He felt blood on his jersey. Maybe a round had gone through? He fired seven shots at Hidemi. About five of them hit her but Hidemi despite her wounds kept trying to fire but this time she missed. Riga pulled a clacker. “What the fuck? Is this guy packing his car with C4?” Hidemi yelled as Riga blow up his car. Plotmir cynically laughed, “Haha! This street will be their grave!” Moines looked at the explosion and yelled, “Look what he did, man!” The explosions causing the other cars catch fire, including Karol’s car. His arsenal was on his car. He still holds his Glock 18 and his M16 though. Karol shouted in disgust, “Aww, shit! My fucking car! And my fucking guns! I gotta ice that fool for this!” The Strelets with PP-2000 looked at a car, who’s also one of the victims of the explosion. “Aww! Motherfucker, my car!” The thug yelled in anger. He unloads his PP-2000 and hit a female FBI agent. Four rounds slammed her in the abdomen, once at the throat. She feel, she chocked her own blood. “You fuck with Plotmir, we’ll fuck you too!” He sneered again and he sprayed his PP-2000 and hit Gin in the hip. The gang member fired again but Hidemi aimed her AIMS-74 at him. She fired and hit the gang member in the chest, sent him hurtling into the road. The gang member returned fire at Gin but Hidemi gave him a shot to the head. “Now this scrawny gangsta was shut his mouth. Amazing…” Ethan said with a smirk. Plotmir saw several WCC thugs stormed his house. “Aw, shit! Those Coast Busta are stole my documents!” He shouted. Rafik looked at him, “I’ll gotta keep them off from the doc and Avig gotta hold the Syndicate.” They began fighting Moines’ crew near Rafik’s house. Both Hidemi and Gin approached the housing but they quickly went back into cover as a ’05 Magnum rolled around the housing and one of the 87th soldiers riding shotgun on them, firing his Galil. The other one sprayed an Uzi on the Westside. Gin was hit in the armpit by a round. Another round struck his leg. Hidemi fired the rest of the rounds on her AIMS-74 into the windshield. She killed the driver and the passenger on the back seat, causing the car to drive off with no commandeering. The car ran over several 87th gangsters before crashed into a wall. The 87th with Galil barely survived the crash as the other one with Uzi. Hidemi could recognized him as he wore a tyrian sweater and a black bandana that concealed most of his face except his. The 87th with Galil raised his gun and fired at the CIA agent. He slays four of them in cold blood. Hidemi pointed her AIMS-74 at him. “How far you will to shooting your own friend for this?” She asked him in hate. Riga joined with him with several 87th gangsters. The 87th with Galil snickered, “I know nothin’. I’ll crack these Coast Bustas before I put ya out from your misery. And Rafik even have several people in the CIA” This seemed to arouse Hidemi’s anger, “That guy has several crew in the CIA? That means your boss know all the plan?” The gangster with Galil scolded her, “You wouldn’t know anything about that… До свидания…” He aimed his Galil at Hidemi and pulled the trigger. Click… Click… He keeping pulled the trigger even his gun is run out of bullets. The goon tried to insert a fresh clip to his Galil, but abruptly stopped as Hidemi fired her AIMS-74. She hit him in the head, neck, and one of his lungs. He stumbled, dropped his emptied Galil before he collapse dead. A gangster with black shirt and green bandana sprayed an Uzi from outside the housing. He hit a CIA agent in the area which not protected by his vest. Several gangsters wearing green clad ran outside, their guns blazing. One of them screamed. “Sweet will hit you up so bad! If you keep scooping our boys, you will be laying on your back!” Two gangsters ran outside from the house, firing their MAC-10s. One wore a jacket and a green hoodie, a track pants and a black hat. The other wore a green saggy shirt, a dark blue jeans and a hat that reads San Andreas. “These men are from Grove Street. I’ve meet them before.” Sera announced. The man with green hoodie scowled, “Ryder, what the fuck are you doing?! Those agents look really serious!” Ryder returned fire, snickering, “Serious? Man, I knew those agents and some people from Black Organization even the boss was wearing purple! They ain’t no match for Grove St. OGs!” He nailed a CIA agent in the hip and groin. Gin glared at Ryder, “You know our boss? This will be your grave…” He sarcastically replied, “Kill me? You gonna be laid on your back for that! CJ, ninja these motherfuckers!” Carl didn’t like Ryder’s plan, “Hey, Ryder. I don’t think we can kill them. Because we’re fucked up right now…” Ryder screeched, “Same old CJ! Busta! Straight busta!” Two Grove homies emerged from a van near the housing, weapons drawn. One wore a Dribblers vest, a track pants and a black hat. The other wore a green t-shirt, a dark track jeans and a Los Santos hat. Hidemi recognized the homie with LS hat as Carrel. He yelled at her, “Room service motherfucker!” He fired a MP-10 and the rounds caught her in the abdomen. The other Grove homie fired an AKS-74M. He mowed two CIA agents. Ethan asked, “Did Rafik recruit those guys?” Hidemi told him, “I know both of them. Especially Ryder. He’s cheating death in 1992, while you started spying Loco Syndicate with someone named Mike Toreno. But he turned on you, Mike ordered Carl to do some insane job. First, he instructed him to hijacking a tanker near Garver Bridge. Then, CJ shot down several FBI choppers from a plateau around Tierra Robada. Mike also instructed him to drop off a package halfway across the State of San Andreas using a plane. Mike also ordered him to sneak onboard a cargo plane and blow it up in the sky. Mike went hiatus for six days before he personally contact CJ to do a last job in exchange Carl’s brother released from the prison. Mike instructed him to steal a V/STOL fighter jet at Easter Basin and blow some ship at Sherman Reservoir. The odd thing is, Carl was exasperated with the danger he has been exposed to steal the jet and his rage only increases when Toreno leaves him to deal with the burden of the stolen jet.” Gin snapped, “And how about Carrel?” Hidemi looked at him and said, “Carrel. His real name is Harrell Cheritto, the brother of Michael Cheritto. In 1995, Michael with his crew started to pull an armored heist, stealing $1.6 million in bearer bonds from a money launder. The heist gone sour as one of the robbers impulsively kills one of the guards, forcing them to kill the remaining two guards to make sure there is no witness in the area. They also planned to rob a precious metals depository. The police stake out the depository, but one of the robbers alerted and they called off the robbery. Despite the police surveillance, Michael and his crew decide to proceed with a brazen bank holdup with an estimated $12 million payoff.” Sera was silent so Ethan added, “His brother was killed in a shootout with the police when they robbing a bank. However the police didn’t found one of their crew, despite the mastermind of it was dead. His name was Chris Shiherlis.” Ryder slurred, he put his headset on, “I’m tryin’ to listen to my song, fool!” He was listening to 98.6 Redux Line. The song A Bitch is a Bitch by NWA was played. Carrel callously shouted at him, “And those fools are trying to enjoy our deaths! Fire your MAC at those Coast Bustas!” Ryder did what he says but he aimed his MAC-10 at the FBI instead. “Ryder, what the fuck are you doing?!” CJ screeched. Ryder ignored him as he spraying his MAC-10 at the group of FBI agents. He nailed one of them in the torso and abdomen. Carrel hands CJ a M16A3 after his MAC-10 has been malfunctioned. Hidemi aimed her AIMS-74 at Ryder. She managed to hit him in the shoulder but he returned fire and hit her in the chest. Ryder hollered, “You aint know you are messin’ with? I’m a genius, motherfucker!” Carrel noticed Ryder went inside the house. Gin aimed his SG550 at him. He hit Carrel in the abdomen but his vest rescued him. He returned fire with his MP10. “Yo, I’m gonna put a tip inside your head, motherfucker!” Carrel shouted. Hidemi heard Ryder hollering at CJ, “Hey, hurry up fool! You ain’t known about this city, busta!” He was running to the house, bullet whizzing past his ear. Ryder returned outside, he holding a duffel bag on his back and his MAC-10 on his right hand. “Busta, you need to keep up. We gotta jump over the fence and he’ll waiting near the bookstore.” He yelled. Carl sighed but said, “Whatever you said…” He turned to Carrel, hollering. “Yo, hold these fools! We’ll meet later near the bookstore!” He noticed Sera running to his position and CJ shouted, “Shit, I meet that girl before…” Ryder replied with a frown, “Fuck it buster! She ain’t armed and we can dispatch her easily!” Carl snubbed, “If you shot her, we’ll fucked up for this!” Ryder asked with a shrug, “Why?” Carl looked at him, “Because she kicked my homie. Plus, her family confiscated my car. I think karma will pay her a visit.” He said. The Grove with AKS-74M fired his gun without aiming, catching two CIA agents with headshots. In retaliation, Hidemi shot him in the neck. Ryder fired his MAC-10 at her, snickering “You scared? I know these fools are lot easier to take out than the Ballas. We have to beat her out and get the fuck outta here before the cops lay us in our back!” Carl replied as Ryder handed him a SPAS-12 from his duffel bag, “For sure…” his words were cut as he heard a crash. Sera stopped on her tracks. Carrel gun-whipped her with his MP10, knocking her unconscious. Ryder spotted a ’06 Hummer H2 painted red, crashed an 87th El Camino. A Hazes assassin fired an AK-74 from the backseat and shredded four FBI agents. Hidemi forced to take cover as another Hazes goon took a Zastava M70AB1. He leaned out of his car, firing his M70AB1 from shoulder. He slaughtered six Westside, three WWA thugs and two FBI agents. Hidemi saw that a Hazes gangsta wearing red puffy coat and a protective mask. He opened fire at her with a CM901 from a ’66 Camaro SS. Hidemi looked at her father, “I swear that those ‘army’ are waiting for Harrell, and CJ.” she told him. There was another crew aiming an Uzi at Sera. One of them shouted at CJ, “Hurry the fuck up, busta! We don’t have time to fuck Tommy’s plane!” Hidemi quickly fired her AIMS-74 and hit both of them as they were leaning over the side of the car. The gangster with Uzi had his shoulder hit. “Shit! I’m hit!” He cried out of pain. The Hazes with Uzi returned fire, hit a FBI agent in the leg, and once in the abdomen. Another round struck him in the chest. Ethan fired a storm of rounds into a group of 87th gangsters. Carl hollered at him, his SPAS-12 blazing, “This time, I gonna smash yo face for the Grove!” Suddenly Ryder fired his MAC-10 at the FBI who firing at 87th crew. CJ ironically asked, “Have some faith, shermhead?” Hidemi noticed four cars coming, Oldsmobile Vista Cruisers which is painted Tyrian purple. They pulled up near Rafik’s house. The 87th got out of the van with weapons drawn. They returned fire at the FBI. One of the 87th soldiers with an AK-74 cut down one of Hidemi’s comrades. The remaining Strelets opened fire with their guns. Bullet flew on both sides. Even the wounded Strelets with Kahstan fired back. An 87th Crew with an AUG A3 proclaimed at CJ, “CJ, get the fuck outta here! Forget that girl, we’ll beat her someday…” Before he could finish his words, a stream of 7.62 mm bullets struck him in the chest. The four Grove high members fall back to Alan’s car. Ryder hollered, “Take us to the crib, motherfucker!” Alan quickly swerved his car, fled from the warzone. Hidemi spotted Stake scooped a RPG-18 from his van. He went to Teitan High School. “Hey! HEY! What the fuck are you doing?!” Karol scowled. Stake ignored him as he aimed his RPG-18. A van pulled near the Teitan School and four Strelets got out. Stake fired the RPG-18 on them. KABOOM! Višelav yelled, “Ow, shit! Stake, what are you doing?!” The van tipped over before catches fire. Two of the Strelets was on fire. One of them attempted to put out the fire on his clothing but a round tore his back. He screamed for the last time before he burned to death. Stake disposed the RPG-18 and he fired his Spectre, “Yo, where the fuck is those two?” Viselav spotted several car are heading to their way, “Yo, Jodie’s brother are trying to recover her.” Karol scoffed, “Ransacking some stuff with Denis. We can hold them off. Do it or die trying…” Gin saw a Cactuz gang member who he recognized as one of Arnold’s soldiers known as Donnie. He was one of the Cactuz OGs along with Arnold. Hidemi looked to see a Cactuz Lieutenant with an Uzi and the other homies with an H&K G36. They open fire and six Strelets thug dropped. Donnie had a Zastava M72 and began firing at a carload of Strelets as they rolled up, firing upon some of the Pavlović Mob. Hidemi hears one of the Cactuz soldiers yelled at Radoslav, “Lubomir went down like a bitch! If you keeping haunting Eisuke, we gonna make your life a living hell!” Radoslav sneered, “Man, you need to shut your fucking mouth!” He aimed his M72 and he pulls the trigger. Two rounds hit the man who insulted his brother in the chest. He stumbled and staggered into Hidemi’s line of fire. Before he could react, Hidemi accidentally shot him in the back. The thug fell face first on the ground and did not get up. Several rounds from a Strelets thug with APS hit Donnie in the abdomen. The Cactuz homie with Uzi was also hit. He was hit three times in the abdomen and two in the head. Hidemi fired and hit the gangster with the APS. “Don’t those Suckers have give up?” There was final group of 87th and Strelets. One of Hidemi’s comrades was killed from a hail of rounds from an Uzi. He dropped dead and his MP5A2 feel aside his body. Hidemi fired her AIMS-74 before her gun ran out of ammo. She hit that man in the head. Plotmir took an H&K G36K from his dead crew. “Some of our crew was killed. We have to go back before those fools return fire!” He demanded. Both he and Bogdan open fire at the FBI. Four agents were cut down by hail of rounds. Gin took a MP9 from a dead 87th soldier after his SG550 dried out. Arnold ignored Jodie as he yelled at the WCC, “Whassup you Coast Bustas? Have another day to war?” Hidemi took an Mk 14 with red-dot sight from a dead Strelets homie. She checked the gun as she did not know how a street gang has several military-grade weapons. A Stagea pulled up near the intersection. Two Pavlović mob got out from the car, they carrying Zastava M92s. Bogdan scooped one of them. He was hit four times in the groin and waist. The other one aimed his gun at him but before he could use it, Hidemi fired at him. She hit him in the side and back of his head. Bogdan hollered at his crew inside the house, “I need some shit over here!” Three Bogdan’s crew ran out from the house. Two of them carrying Uzi and the last gang member hold a RPK. They opened fire and five FBI agents cut down in hail of bullets. “Now I know why the 87th was dangerous gang. They’re using military weapons and using a lotta tactics to scoop us out!” Arnold grumbled. Hidemi fired and hit twenty rounds and nailed two of them. The gangster with RPK had his brains blown out. One of the goons with Uzi had his stomach shot. He fell to the road crawling. Arnold stood over the wounded mobster and fired rounds from his P90 to his face. “Say hello, fool! Dead gangsta won’t smile…” The other with Uzi sprayed his gun sideways at the FBI. He managed to score several kills but Moines fired at him, three rounds hit him in the side. Before he could return fire, Gin gunned him with three shots in the back. Avig talked to someone, “Rirk, we could bang the Ballas when they are storing the dust. Also we can move to Hepburn to expand our territory.” Gin whispered to Hidemi, “Kir, shot him before he turns at you. I’ll distract several 87th for that…” Hidemi pulls an Mk 23 with a red dot sight mounted on it. She silently approaches Avig, who is calling someone, “Wait, you can’t asking the Rascalov. Niko finishes them off after Dimitri was dead. Or you could have an alliance with Prokhorov family.” He keeps talking despite Hidemi already pointed her Mk 23 at him, “Rirk, I guess that we talk about that someday. AV out…” He hangs up the phone. Avig scoffed “Aw, shit…” Hidemi warned, “You're a dead gangsta unless you do exactly as I say. Give the phone to...” Her words were cut as Avig drops his phone, breaking it to half. He turned against Hidemi, “You want to kill me, ja?” “Alright, I’m having some question to you. Who are Prokhorov and The Ballas?” Hidemi demanded. Avig calmly answer her question, “Hold up, Hondou… I do not know about them… Even I ain’t know about the Baller or the shipment. Can’t you let it go?” Hidemi did not agree about that, “Tell me about them or I’ll put a tip on your head. If you told them, I’ll let you walk away…” Avig retorted, “Aw hell no! I ain’t want to do so. Els-” His words were cut as Hidemi taking him hostage. Bogdan noticed this and he warned at her, “Let him go! Let him go, motherfucker!” Hidemi pointed her Mk 23 at Plotmir’s crew who firing at the Westside, “No one shooting your weapon or this man gets it!” Karol looked at the standoff, he yelled to his crew, “I don’t know what will happen if the shooting was stopped. But cease fire now!” A Strelets with MP5 shouted, “Plotmir! Hondou has taken Avig hostage!” Hidemi glared at him, “Shut up! If you keep talking, I have to shot him!” Gin warned, “Kir, careful. If you shot them, they’ll kill you in retaliation!” Avig grinned, “Kill me, my boy gladly cap your brother up!” Hidemi growled, she pressed her Mk 23 at Avig’s neck, “Shut up, mudak! I swear to God that I’ll kill this slovoch!” He replied after a concern in his mind, “Whatever you want, I’ll tell it. But, let me show you all about loyalty.” Avig pulls a pin of the grenade, forcing Hidemi to let him loose. “Long live the 87th! We shall crush the enemies upon our foot” Bogdan rallied his crew. Hidemi angrily shouted, “Son of a bitch!” She knocked the grenade out of Avig’s hands. The grenade rolled under one of the Vista Cruisers, much to Bogdan’s horror. He hollered, “Aw, for suck’s sake! I aint want to convert my car to scrap!” During the commotion, Avig pushes Hidemi's Mk 23 away, and attempts to stab her. However, he fails and Hidemi manages to shoot Avig in the shoulder. “I ain’t wanna have truce with you scum! See ya later, prick!” He shouted. Avig heard his crew yelled at him, “Get in man!” He saw a ’02 Deville who escorted by two Buick Regal. One of Avig’s guards fired an AKS-74U and hit one of the FBI agents. Two rounds hit the FBI agent in the head. However, his luck was short lived as Hidemi shot him in the side. Bogdan returned fire with his Spectre, hitting a Cactuz in the leg, tearing his kneecap. The Cactuz howled in pain as this happened. Bogdan fired a Desert Eagle at another Cactuz thug, hitting him in the head. The shot blew his head apart in bloody chunks of brain and skull. Avig took an Uzi from his crew. He fired as he running to the limo. The 87th with SG550 take the bag full of coke while firing. One of the other 87th Crew that had driven the Vista Cruisers got in the limo. As the Strelets with Kahstan feel back, he too got in the sedan. He fired while he did. One of Ethan’s comrades were hit and blood gushed from the wounds to her throat as it came from her like a sprinkler as she sagged to the ground, dead. Hidemi fired at the Strelets with Kahstan who just wounded her father’s comrades with three rounds in the throat. Hidemi fired five shots, three of them hitting the Strelets in the chest while the other rounds tore his head, hitting the brain stem, and he was dead before hit the ground. Avig got in the back seat of the limo. He looked to the front seat, “Yo, where the fuck is Riga?” He asked the driver with shrug. The driver replied. “They holding off the CB and the Feds. I aint know how long they can hold them off!” Riga falls back to the limo, firing his UMP. He got in the back seat. Bogdan run off into one of the Regals, he got in the driver seat. The driver shouted as his limo didn’t start, “Come on! Stupid piece of shit car!” Several FBI agent and Cactuz gang firing upon the limo but Hidemi prevented them, “It’s useless! His car was built like a tank!” Dex turned at Arnold, “Hey, waste that fool” Arnold pointed his P90 at a captured 87th Crew. Hidemi stopped him, “Wait, if we pressured him a bit he’ll tell us where the coke.” Arnold snickered, “Help us? He could DIE for us!” He shoot the captured 87th Crew in the head. The shot blew his head apart in bloody chunks of brain and skull. Sera clapped her hands over her mouth as she witnesses this. Hidemi protested, “What the fuck? He surrendered!” Dex said, “What do you care anyway? Everyone wants to ice every 87th Crew until that archaic fool was dead!” Hidemi snapped, “That was a cold blooded murder! I am not a moralist but I wouldn’t shoot unarmed people on the ground!” Dex scoffed, “Yo, did you want to spare him? No? Then shut your fucking mouth up, mudak!” Hidemi glared at him because that. Donnie scowled, “God, I'm looking forward to tear those assholes apart.” He fired his Zastava M72 at the Westside near Rafik’s house. He hit one of them in the side and crotch. Dex sarcastically replied, “Donnie, while we arrived at the ‘hotel’, we’re killing every motherfucker in there.” Donnie grinned, “Good…” Stake saw Moines with Cuda running outside, his crew escorted them. One of them carried a bag, while the other homie firing their gun at the FBI. Moines spotted Arnold with four Cactuz gangster, “Oh shit, he found me again! Plan’s gone to shit. We got the Feds and Cactuz on our ass!” He said with sarcasm. He switched over to his AKS-74. He aimed the gun and nailed a Cactuz with HK-21 in the head. Several his men started to scatter. Karol screamed, “Bro, we need to get outta here!” He with a Westside thug jumped to a ’84 Firebird and sped away from the scene. Moines was driving the van with Radoslav and the remnant of his soldiers. Cuda hijack a ’75 Camaro SS and flee to the north. The song Lonely World by Limp Bizkit was playing at one of the Cactuz cars. No matter how hard I can try inside a lonely world… Arnold ceased fire as the van sped away. He turned to saw his sister was bleeding badly. She coughed up blood again. Arnold turned to his crew. “Shit… Somebody called an ambulance! Call a fucking ambulance!” Dex called the ambulance for him. So did the neighbors. Jodie was going into shock. Donnie stared at Arnold’s sister, "Hang on, sister… Stay with me..." Jodie was losing consciousness. Dex checked the watch. It was been more than three minutes. “Where the hell’s the ambulance?” Hidemi checked her pulse. Nothing. She began to give her CPR. Ran was sobbing, begging for Jodie to wake up. Sera tried to console her friend. Gin was speechless. No one can hear me when I cry inside a lonely world… As Hidemi tried to give her the kiss of life, she thought, “Not again. I already lost a friend. Not again. Come on! Please God...Please...” Arnold saw Ran was crying. “Jodie-sensei…” Tears filled her eyes as Hidemi tried to bring her friend back to life. I'll never know the reasons why inside a lonely world… Arnold looked at his sister, “Jodie…” Such a lonely world (Such a lonely world…) Dex found a note near Jodie’s body. He hands the note to Hidemi, “A warning from these fools.” She read the note that said, “THE 87TH FIGURED THAT YOUR FRIEND’S FATHER ARE RESPONSIBLE FOR THE MURDER OF OUR CREW IN ’86! I THOUGHT WE'D LEAVE A WARNING FOR YOUR FAMILY AND HER FAMILY TOO. THIS IS PAYBACK FOR RUSS! YOU SHOULDN'T FUCKED UP WITH THE 87TH, MOTHERFUCKERS! OR YOU AND YOUR FUCKING BROTHER ARE DEAD! DEAD!” Hidemi gritted her teeth. TBC… Cliffhanger! What do you think? Am I doing the characters right? The 87th Crew was based on 18th Street gang. The ambush of Plotmir’s cousin based on the ambush at one of the Corelone members in The Godfather. How about Cuda? How did I do on that? Developing a street gang or let his crew declare war at his rival gang? I will try and fill the plot hole in DC and GTA. Also, what happen if Eisuke hunted by some gangster? Why Vova know if X was cheated death? How about the North Holland on Dwayne’s lead? Did Hidemi know about The Rollerz and The Ballas? Can Jodie survived or not? What will happen next? I also packed some surprise on the next chapter so stay tuned.

Ari cynically smiled at Abdul. Name's not problem. As long I can remembered them all. She cracked her knuckles loudly. "Stay outta the trouble... Stay outta the trouble..." He thought.

Ari sighed, "I know nothing..." He puts his headset over his head. The song Dear Insanity by Asking Alexandria was played. He looked at L.

Opeth - Bleak

Same sh*t, different day. ~ Gen. Shepherd (Modern Warfare 2)

Hitman (2007)

Noobtube: Derogatory term used to express resentment toward grenade launchers in FPS game.