First of all I do not own grand theft auto or any of the items in it, Rockstar games does...

Rapid Fire

Chapter 1: Hard TimesIt was a dark night, like no other night Liberty City, the year was 2005, gangs were running around the streets murdering each other it was a real mob fest. The people that really got tortured were the ordinary citizens, they felt the pain the most, hiding in terror, always watch their backs, never going to dirty dark alleyways, scared that they might get mug or even worse get murdered. Liberty needed help.

Bonty a man, who lived in Liberty City, one of those ordinary citizens, he was really cautious, he would always come home before the dreadful nightfall and he would always keep his door locked. Bonty was about six feet tall and he weighed at about two-hundred and ten pounds, average mass for a man who live in this era. He was a brown east Indian man. Bonty was sitting in his room when he heard a noise, he went very slowly and quietly to the window, he peeked out, a guy was getting mugged, Bonty dash to the bedside, "hopefully they didn't see me" Bonty said in a frantic tone of voice. His apartment wasn't luxury, not at all but it was all that he could afford at the moment. Bonty took a shower and went to bed, he at least heard five gun shots that night. The next morning Bonty got a phone call from his brother, his brother was Monty, he lived in San Andreas, he was the leader of a gang called the outsiderz, Monty was older than Bonty, by two years, they didn't really get along but they still kept in touch. "Hey Bonty," " what do you want?" Bonty said calmly, "I told you to come live here with me and the crew," "nobody will cause you any harm, we run things over here," Monty said proudly, "I'm glad that your doing well over there but that's not for me, I feel right at home here, maybe some other time," "don't forget your roots," Monty said and hung up. Bonty put down the phone and put on his black pants and put on his red jacket, then he went out to lunch, at the dinner across the street. He went in to the dinner, the food there wasn't that good, you had to watch out for spit in eggs and other disgusting stuff. Bonty checked his watch, it was 2:30 pm, Bonty had to get to work , he drove a cab for a living, the pay sucked but he still got his rent paid on time. Bonty picked up a passenger, the man looked like he was in a hurry, he had a couple of bags with him, "drive kid, drive," he said, "where to sir," Bonty said "anywhere but away from here, drive fast and I'll pay you triple," he said while taking deep breaths. Bonty put the pedal to the medal and he was out of there faster than the red and yellow flash. "This looks like a good spot, stop here kid," they were in front of Kenji's casino. "Hey kid, driving like that takes some talent, we could se a guy like you , I have a job for you, it pays quite well, if I say, here's my card, by the way my name is Max" The man walked into Kenji's casino. The card was totally black, it had red writing on it, the title read "NCA," it stood for national crime association, he put the card in his pocket.

When he got home that night, he stared at the card, and then threw it in the garbage, that was next to nightstand. That night he had to go get some milk from the corner store, he got the milk , on the way back he had to face one of his worst fears , he had to walk through a dark alleyway. Bonty was walking very quickly and quietly, he heard a noise coming from behind him, a tin can came rolling by him, Bonty started to run, a baseball bat came flying and hit him in the back of the leg, he fell to the floor. Three Triads came and beat the bloody pulp out of him, one of them kicked him in the face twice, they took it all his chain, his money, even his dignity. "Hey guys I think I hear police sirens, let book it," one of the men said. Bonty had one person on his side that night and that was luck, if they didn't hear those sirens and left, Bonty would be in a body bag. Bonty crawled back to his apartment, blood was dripping from his bruised up jaw, when he got in he fell on the bed and dozed off to sleep. The next morning, Bonty got up and checked if his jaw was still bleeding but the blood had stopped, then Bonty cleaned himself up and got ready and went to work.

When he got to work he got into his cab and saw a note on the dashboard, he read it, it wasn't for him, it was for his boss. " Hey Bonty, what in the hell are you doing do I pay you to read, your fired," Bonty walked back to his apartment, in a day his whole world turn upside down, "only thing I can do now is take that job for NCA, that's only if I want to eat." Bonty went to the garbage and got the card, he call the guy, "Hello, I am looking for a job," " who's this," "Is this Max," "yes, who's this" "I'm the guy who drove you in the taxi to Kenji's casino," "oh, meet me at the Callahan bridge, I'll be in the black stallion." Bonty knew that this would be a risky job, he could get caught by LCPD, but he was up to it.