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Prologue
"Kindness is in our power, Even when fondness is not." ~Samuel Johnson
"Alright, everyone get down!" shouted a gunman as he and his three accomplices started rounding up all the workers and started walking them to a closet to hold them while they made away with their future bounty of cash. He wore a ski mask and a heavy coat not unlike the rest of his crew, as they continued their heist without a problem.
A man with a plaid coat on spoke up, "Alright, the charges are set? Then It's time to let them blow." He then proceeded to call a contact in his phone, a number that triggered the banks main vault to explode in fire and rubble. "Woahahaha! Tons of cash!" the man in green shouted as he and the rest of their crew entered in the vault and started grabbing as much cash as their bags could carry.
"We're not out of it yet T," his friend in plaid called right before he was put in a headlock by a bank guard, "I got you!" he yelled as he pulled off his mask in a hurry, "I saw your face, I'll remember you!"
"Michael!" A man with a white overcoat and a black helmet yelled worried for his friend. He was put to ease as Trevor let off a bullet in the guards face. Quickly recovering, Michael continued to yell at Trevor as they fought their way out from the cops.
"Save the funerals for later, let's get out of here, Minato take the back!" Trevor yelled as they finally reached their lookout driver. The three men Trevor, Michael and Brad entered into the front seats while their friend Minato took his odd helmet off as he got into the back of the truck.
"Man, what took you guys so long." The getaway driver complained non-chalantly, "Shut the fuck up and drive" was a response to which he listened to quickly as bullets and cops started to rush them before they started off. "Man, did you see the way I put that bitches face up against glass, that was awesome!" Brad yelled as Michael and Minato both looked at him with disgust, "yeah, you're a real stallion." Michael replied annoyed as Trevor and Minato focused on the open road ahead.
Bullets whizzed by as the getaway driver got hit, causing Michael to push his dead corpse out of the car and to drive their way to freedom. The celebration was in vain though as they tried beating a train. They failed, soon ramming into a tree by their drop-off point. "Is everyone okay?!" Michael yelled, getting responses from Trevor and Brad.
"Where is that Asian bastard?" Brad asked, pissing Michael off as usual. "He has a name fuckface!" Before the two could get into it, all three were relieved when they saw the man in the white overcoat pop out of the back of the truck luckily unharmed.
"Let's get the fuck out of here," Minato said as they all began a trek looking for a way out.
"C'mon, lets go this way." Trevor ordered.
"No, stick to the plan." Michael countered.
"What?" Trevor asked incredulously.
"Stick to the fucking plan!" Michael yelled back as they stuck with the plan.
"Where the fuck is that chopper," Brad complained.
"It has to be he- "Before Michael could continue, Brad was hit with a bullet shocking all of them.
"Agh!" The pudgy blonde man cried as he fell to the ground in pain with Michael and Trevor freaking the fuck out and formulating a plan while Minato was caring to their downed comrade.
"You're going to be oka-"was all Minato could say before he too was shot in the back as he fell down on his back.
"Brad, Minato!" Michael yelled as he went to Minato's side.
"Buddy, you'll be alright, come on." Michael said as he tried lifting Minato but the young Asian man stopped him. "N-No, It's alright." He said while coughing up blood. Minato started seeing flashes of his beautiful wife Kushina with her dyed red hair and his baby, his little Naru-chan with his real authentic blonde hair.
Trevor, Michael and even Brad who was able to hold himself steady were shocked, as the young oriental man, barely a father, who had become an important part of their team was dying… With a smile.
"Minato, you were a good friend." Brad said solemnly as he started to get up to the joy of Trevor and inner Misery of Michael. Minato nodded and then looked up at the man who was cradling him, the one he viewed as his mentor in this profession. "Michael," He said receiving full attention from Michael, "Please, if you make it out, please take care of my Little Naru-chan and Kushina. Make sure they are protected, please." The man started off in a question that went into desperation as he started coughing his last breaths. Michael started to cry, he could relate to Minato the most on their team. They had been partners in crime and while he had a strong friendship with Trevor, him and Minato had a mutual understanding.
That understanding, you do the job and you do it well. He only nodded to Minato causing the young man to smile with a last "Thank you," as he went limp. 'Out of all of us, Minato, you shouldn't have taken the bullet.' Michael thought sadly. The rogue shooter had given them enough time for their emotions as Michael received a bullet in the chest as he started shouting, "Agh, they hit me, fuck!"
"Don't worry Michael, we'll get out of here!" Trevor shouted as he and Brad nodded to each other. "No T, I'll stay with Minato."
Trevor looked at him with eyes of pure respect but then got pissed that two of his friends were going to die at the hands of these scum cops. "Ragghhh Die!" he shouted as he started blasting them down. Brad convinced Trevor to run with him as they escaped through a field, two cops in pursuit but not coming up hot.
Later on, a priest was giving a funeral on Michael Townley, how he was not a good man, but was still a man and how he should be looked on as equal in the lord's view. The cop Dave Norton standing nearby all but scoffed as he continued to smoke. Outside of the cemetery, a man with a long black coat and sunglasses on flicked his cigarette and walked away, 'I'm sorry, I didn't want it to end like this Minato…' he thought solemnly.
A week Later -on a cruise ship-
A little blonde boy was running through the main galley of a cruise ship as it was making its way towards the one, the only Los Santos! A city of Dreams and a city of Crushing those dreams. A city of degenerates, self-help gurus and fading celebrities all trying to stay afloat on one growing and shrinking county.
"Naruto! You be careful!" A red haired woman called out to her toddler as he nodded with a smile.
A few hours later the little toddler came back happily with an ice cream cone, but his mother was gone. Scared and alone, he started looking around the area where his mother had been the last time he had seen her. The only thing he found was a golden pendant and an eagle design with two sapphires for eyes with the words under it.
Merryweather Securities.
I hope this intro was a good idea,
Have a good day/evening/night!
