Author's notes: I overtook this story for pokefan417, so the first four chapter was their work.
Franklin woke with a start. He had been dreaming peacefully, when a loud thud had roused him. He shook the sleep away, before looking at his clock. It was 3:00 a.m. Outside, he could hear Chop barking. It had been 5 years since he had to worry about intruders, 5 years since they had gotten rid of Devin. He quietly got out of bed, grabbing his gun as he did so. Franklin stood still for a moment, when he heard the thud again. Someone was coming down the stairs! He quickly hid in the darkness of the doorway, waiting. A man in what could only be Merryweather clothing stalked into his room, carrying a very big gun. Before the man could turn around, Franklin hit him on the back of the neck, knocking him out. He rolled into the hallway, where 2 more Merryweather agents were waiting. He quickly dispatched of them with his gun, thankful that he had gotten a silencer for it. He crept up the stairs, quietly as he could, and looked into his living room, where at least 15 other soldiers were waiting. Franklin thought for a moment, deciding against it, and crept back down the stairs. He quickly threw a bunch of clothes into a duffel bag, filled it with all of his weapons, and quietly slipped out the glass door next to the bed. Franklin unchained Chop, and quietly walked to the driveway, where his white car was waiting. He also noticed the six Merryweather vehicles. Knowing they would hear his car, he placed a sticky bomb on each one, before putting Chop in the passenger seat of his car. He quickly got in the driver seat, and started the car, driving off. He looked into his rearview, and saw the agents getting into their vehicles. He calmly pressed the detonator, blowing up all six.
"I don't know what's goin' on Chop, but I don't like it. I'd better call Michael and Trevor, see if they can help."