Maltavite

Black Label

DCW's Dexter

Eazy E - Eternal E

Better Dayz Chapter VIII: The Snow Storm Luke Luke watching TV at the crib until a phonecall disturbs him. He answered the phone, “Hello?” he frantically replied, “Alright, I’ll call you later!” He hangs up the phone and Chechy told him, “What happen?” Luke shook his head, “We gotta moving the sugar from somewhere to a warehouse” Luke exits the bar and he running to his car. He drives his car, his phone rings again. Luke answer the call, “Vasili, did you sure this phone wasn’t bugged?” Vasili told him, “The phone’s clean. Chillout, man! Meet me at Haido City Hotel and we can talk later.” Luke replied, “Alright, I’m on the way.” he hangs up the phone. After Luke reached Haido City Hotel, Vaisili fetch his car and he told Luke, “Listen, there’s a truck is waiting for us. It’s under the elevated railway track. Drive us there.” As the two are heading to the truck, Luke asked something, “Hey, did you know Kinzie Natake?” Vasili snorted, “What fucking people?” Luke sighed, he told him, “Kinzie, the FBI superintendant. She with her family was blasted by someone at the funeral. I worried if she was faking her death…” Vasili asked him, “Faking her death? Are you sure?” Luke nodded, he loads a MAC-10, “Yeah, if she were found our sugar, we’re fucked. Anyway, what are we do?” Vasili explained, “Taking a shipment of coke from some Bulgarians before they can sell it to the Manhattans. I'm paranoid because we especially don't wanna get caught on this one. We get caught and everyone will be coming after us. The Feds'll throw away the key, the Bulgarians and the Manhattans'll know we was fucking them over. Hell, our own family might come after us for fear we'll turn state's.” Luke snickered, “Nikolov?” “Yeah, that slovoch.” Vasili sighed. “Hey, this familiarity is getting to me. I'm a 'friend' of Foma's. I'm part of the 'family'. Shit man, I'm just the hired help. I'm the fucking immigrant maid cleaning up your guys' shit. I ain't part of no family. I'm an independent contractor.” Luke explained.The two reached the truck and Vasili points the vehicle, “Alright, this is the truck” He and Luke exchange vehicle and Vasili driving the truck. “Why we need this truck? It must be a shit load of coke we're taking?” Luke shrugged. “It should be a lot of sugar, but that ain't the only reason why we're taking this truck. Some of my boys stole it from the Nikolov this morning. It's the one the Bulgarians is expecting to come pick up the C. We should be able to turn up and have 'em load it up for us. Then we drive away, no questions asked.” Vasili told him. “I don't know if anyone would give away a load of coke without asking any questions. Even Bulgarian coke runners ain't that stupid.” Luke shrugged, he dislike Vasili’s idea. “Yeah, sure, this is just plan A. It's the one Ederon worked out. You and me know it ain't gonna work. And that the only way we're gonna be able to leave that place with the sugar is if all the Bulgarians in there are dead.” He explained his alternative plan. “So, why don't we use a more subtle approach, not just drive right into the middle of them?” Luke asked Vasili, his eyes cold, “Because these is the orders and we gotta follow them. That's the way things work. You ain't gonna be happy about everything you get told to do, are ya?” He frowned. “You're the boss, it ain't like I'm working for free.” Luke nodded and Vasili shrugged, “No, you ain't. I ain't either. That's why we gotta at least try what we're told to do. You're gonna learn that there ain't much in this life that you got control of. Where you're putting yourself in harm's way because that's the way the Skipper wants it done, or you're staying away from your kids because of a stupid court order and a malicious bitch of an ex-wife; there ain't that much control in anything.” Luke smiled, “I been around long enough to know that there is some things that we don't have a choice about, but there's other times where you got to look at something and make a decision for yourself.” Vasili replied, “Yeah, well, maybe you're right. Maybe you ain't. I dunno.” The two are arrived in the boatyard and Vasili told Luke, “This is it, keep a cool head and everything should be fine.” A Nikolov mobster walks up to the driver window and Vasili asking him, “Эй, приятель. Мы здесь, чтобы забрать груз и отправиться домой” (Hey, buddy. We’re here to pick up the shipment and go home) However, he cursed, “Не говоря руски. Майната ти.” (I ain’t speaking Russian. Fuck off) Vasili trying to heat the situation, he begged the guards, “Хей, амиго, нека направите това лесно.Аз просто искам да ти дам нещата на шефа си и се прибера вкъщи.” (Hey, amigo, let's make this easy. I just wanna give the stuff to my boss and go home) The guards looking something fishy, he told Vasili in English, “I don't let anyone in here until I get the word. There's something wrong about you. Get out of the truck real slow” Vasili quietly taking his Mini-Uzi “Luke, it looks like we're gonna have to do this the old fashioned way. Shoot these commies.” Vasili stepped out from his car, he firing his Mini-Uzi at the guards who forbid him to pick the C. Luke fired his MAC-10 at the remaining Nikolov mobsters. Luke and Vasili make it to the back of the yard. Vasili reload his Mini-Uzi, “Err, Luke. The stuff's loaded on that boat. We best get 'em outta here. C'mon, move it, Luke!” Luke disliked this idea, “Damn, we got some fools approaching…” Vasili asked him in confusion, “Who?” He and Luke hears siren wailing around the boatyard and Luke took an AK off of his dead enemies, “FBI” Vasili snickered, he’s aiming his Mini-Uzi, “Yeah, because Kinzie was dead, now we can relax, and loading the C.” Luke told him, “You got some backup?” Vasili simply nodded, his men were in his back “Yeah, we got some crew here.” Luke recognized the voice and he aiming his MAC sideways, “Holy shit!” Vasili frowned to Luke, “Are you fucking scared?” Luke scowled, “I ain’t scared! Just look at the perimeter and you see what I mean.” Vasili then look to the perimeter and he shocked, to see his nemesis, Kinzie and her husband, Michael was alive. “So these dumbfuck are faking their death. Luke, could you see her daughter, L?” Luke sneered, “Who the fuck is L?” Kinzie frowned, she aiming her M4A1 “If you know her, then why you kill her sister?” Luke snickered, he still aiming his MAC-10, “Her sister? What the fuck are you talking about? I didn’t know her!” Kinzie shouted defiantly, “Don’t be lying! We’re witness you and your mates are open fire at her” Luke looked at the boat but Michael glared at him, “So, you want to escape with the boat, loaded with coke?” Vasili asked in anger at him, “No, why?” Michael calmly said, he pulls a detonator, “Then, I’m sorry if I must do this…” Meanwhile... Carl is talking with a Grove St. until his brother, Sweet ran to him, “Whassup, baby brother.” CJ shaking hands with his brother, “Whassup, bro. You got something” Sweet explained, “Peep this. You know the FBI Superintendant, Kinzie Natake, where she with her family was gunned down by Wallachia Heights, Radiuses and Narva St. three years ago. She’s still alive” CJ surprised, “How the fuck is she survived the hit?!” Sweet shrugged, “Kinzie know the plan. But she lost one of her daughter in the shootout.” CJ asking his brother “Alright, now where is she?” Sweet told him, “She’s in Beika, where she encountered Radiuses” CJ cursed, “Damn! I should help that fool before she snuffed the crack”

DCW's Feds

I want some heavy gunfight XD (And some characters from MW2 and MW3)

Better Dayz Chapter VII: Paid in Blood Kei walking to Rico and he asked him, “He planned revenge, don’t you?” he replied, “First, He’s ‘cap’ the FBI agent who attending the funeral of their friend who died on duty in Epcot… Including the women who kill his brother…” Ethan asked him in suspicion, “How did you know her?” Rico told the truth, “I was the part of the hit…” Florida 25 December 2005 After the funeral, Rico chauffeurs Lokar to his house, and introducing Allen to him, “Hey, brother. Sorry for the loss…” Rico gave his sympathy. Lokar smiled “Thanks, I appreciate it.” Allen interefed, “Yo, guys. You all must watch this!” he turn on the TV “After the identification of the perpetrators who have been escape when two gangs, Ancelotti and Hillside Posse starts a gang war in Epcot, the ‘High-Incident’ soldier, Peter Lokar were spark the war between the Commission against the Jamaican gang, Hillside Posse. He is selling several AK-47s and Walther MPL into the defunct Ancelotti Crime Family, Giovanni” Rico scowled, “Who’s recording this shit?” Allen replied, he’s looking at Lokar, “I dunno, brother. Maybe some Fed shits or what…” “The agents who died on duty at this shootout will be buried today” Rico turns off the TV, thinking that news is boring and he asked his pal, “You have a plan?” Lokar replied, “Well, in retaliation we will change the funeral into mass graves… You want join?” He asked Allen. “Nah, thanks. I have to control several shits” He told him as he returns to his room. Lokar and Rico headed out to his car, because his Delta 88 was confiscated by FBI and Lokar bought the compensation. A tuned Lancer and two Wallachia Heights homie were inside his car and Rico asked him. “So, this is my new car? Can I drive this?” Lokar nodded after he looking his back, “Yeah, you can…” the two entering the car and Lokar asked him as they are heading to the cemetery, “Hey, why Allen always in his house? He’s scared to cops?” Rico replied, he’s turning on the MP3 player, “He’s fucking paranoid. He even asks me something, ‘Shit, you seen any choppers? Any birds been in the sky?’” Lokar chuckles, “He’s scared for real-” his words were cut as his phone rings. Before Lokar answering the phone, Rico asked him, “Did you scan the phone for bugs?” Lokar sighed, “No, but I can pretty sure it’s clean. Chill out” He answers the phone, looking around, “Hello?” He pause for a while and he told the caller, “Alright, I’ll handing the phone” Rico wondered, “Who’s calling?” Lokar told him, he handing his phone, “Old man Ancelotti. He want to talk to you” Rico greeted him, “Old man Ancelotti?” he thanked Rico, “Thank you to help me. Did you receive the payment” he shook his head, “Yeah, your welcome. But I didn’t get the coke yet.” He looked to the cemetery and he shrugged, “We gotta cap several Fed at their funeral. We talk to the payment later. Bye!” he hangs the phone and handed it to Lokar. One of the triggermen asked Rico, “How’s the payment?” he parks the Lancer afar from the cemetery, “I think we consider the payment later. Heat up…” Lokar opens a bag and he took an Uzi, handing it to one of his men. Another is armed with a G36KV and Lokar armed himself with a PP90M1. Rico readied a MP10, he’s turning off the mp3 player as Lokar explained the hit. “Alright, the funeral is there. Some motherfuckers were attending the funeral, including Natake Family. We cap these fools as Rico drove this car and leave none alive!” Rico parks his Lancer in the front of the cemetery, watching several FBI agents guarding the funeral. Lokar told his team, “Get ready… This is for Kley” Rico rolling down the windows of his car and Lokar, with his men open fire at the funeral. One of his men leaned out of Rico’s car, spraying his Uzi to the FBI agent who took their guns but Lokar gunned them. One of his men took a RPG-7 and he leaned out of his car, destroying several vehicles on the cemetery. After Lokar think if Natake’s family was dead, one of his men shouted, “Alright, we get outta here!” Rico drive away from the cemetery to his house. Meanwhile on the house, Allen is watching TV with a Wallachia gangsta until he watches news, “This just in to the newsroom, we're just now getting word of an apparent attack in the vicinity of the motorcade and funeral procession of the victim of Epcot shootout. With a report, we go to Jamie Anderson at the scene.” The Wallachia told Allen “I wonder who’s getting blasted now…” Allen turns up the volume, he drinking his soda “Alex. As I stand here, a good distance from a series of now burnt-out vehicles, the scene is unlike anything I've ever witnessed before. The smell of smoke and fire, the sound of rescue vehicles and personnel vainly attempting to find survivors... This is not a simple exchange of gunfire - this appears to be an act of war. The entire funeral procession was targeted by several gangsters who vow revenge to the FBI and more than half of the vehicles were destroyed. Witnesses I've talked to who were lining the streets to pay their last respects to the victim of Epcot shootout described the incredible noise and the extreme precision with which each rocket found its target. Alex...” Allen spits it out, shouted “They gotta be shitting me!” Alex asked, “I'm sorry, Jamie. Are you confirming that Kinzie Natake has in fact been assassinated?” Jamie reported, “I don’t know, Alex. Reporting live from the funeral procession of the victim of Epcot shootout, this is Jamie Anderson. Back to you, Jack.” Alex replied, “Thank you Jamie, and stay safe. As we get details on this horrific story we will bring them to you immediately. In the newsroom, I’m Alex Wittenberg” Allen turn off the TV and he told his friend, “Shit, if I was joined the shootout, maybe I can finish these fool!” End of flashback “So, Natake family was dead?” Eisuke interfered. Rico darkly replied, “Presumably yes…”