A/n: The sequel! fuck you haters.

"What are your orders don 0taku?" "I uh... I need to take a drive" he said walking out but he popped his head back in the door "can somebody get me a suit?"

Random cutaway!

The man with blonde hair strode out of his gold Kuruma shooting Merryweather agents left and right, with his gold pistols, born on an alien planet, he was the son of Jesus and the Bride from Kill Bill, his eyes deep as the BOOM- a shotgun shell made it's way through his skull "fuckin' mary-sue's" said Jack reloading.

End cutaway

After Jack's drive accompanied by dead hookers on the hood of his car he sat in his office "how was your drive?" asked Antonio, not looking up from his newspaper

"well actually I-"

"just being polite" he said walking out the room

"douche" muttered Jack sitting in his office and switching on the intercom "cheryl, can you order me a pizza? thanks, hey Antonio, we got anything to do today?"

"a couple of guys have gone rogue in a warehouse up in in north LS"

"meh... alright, I'll go kick their ass then"

"no you won't, you're the head of the Family now, just leave it to the other guys"

"but Antonio!" "fine, but you're going with three other guys"

"Antonio, I'm Jack-fucking-0taku, I'm twenty and there is no way in hell that I'm going with three other guys."

Jack and three other guys drove to the warehouse in a van, Jack lighting a cigarette in the back "you, driving, the fuck are you?"

"Frank sir"

"and you two assclowns would be...?"

"I'm Bullet and this is Barrel"

"I asked for your names, not your fucking gamertags"

"says Jack 0taku" smirked Barrel

"fair point, great, we're here" Jack said when they pulled up and jumped out the back of the van

"this isn't a warehouse, it's... a fucking cliff for start, my bike is he- did you steal my bike?!"

"well... we have a good snipe point from here and... for some reason Antonio kept bragging about your Hexxer"

"oh right, here let me show you" he said waking over to the bike and kicking the side, a spike shot out the front

"this is good for impaling, and, sticking onto the back of any and all fleeing cars" he pressed a button and caltrops dispensed, leaned the chair back and a shotgun dispensed

"this is handy for storing weapons, pistols, SMG's, shotguns- that's where I leaft my sniper, I've been looking for this for weeks."

Bullet and Barrel already left

"oh... uh, so Frank... you seen Donnie Darko yet?" loud shotgun blasts came from the warehouse accompanied by a few grenade tosses, Jack pulled a rocket launcher out the back of the van and threw it to Frank

"Bullet, I'm gonna torch this place" he said through his earpiece

"no, absolutely not"

"hey Frank! he says it's ok!" Frank locked on to the roof and fired, the warehouse went up in flames

"oh, thank god they were making meth so we could set this place on fire" several thugs ran out but that went about as well as you would expect when Jack had a rifle, three managed to get in their convertible and drive off, Jack rushed on the Hexxer and slid down the cliff after them.

He was right behind them on the high street of Los Santos, he kicked the side of his bike and drove the spike into the back of the car and jumped to the back seat "luxury leather, nice" he shot the passenger and the man beside him, he pulled the pin of a grenade and threw it under the seat

"I would love to stay, but I'm not gonna die yet" he jumped back on his bike, detached the spike and pulled over

"wow, he must really like fourth of July" he said leaning back and enjoying the fireworks until the van pulled up

"great, to Mc'Donalds!"

A/n: So I was halfway done with this and... it got deleted, I had to write this again.