Because, once again, I was bored and my mind didn't want to think of other unfinished stories. This always happens, man, I swear. Anyway... xD

This story is based on the main story of GTA V. Obviously stuff has changed to fit the Lupin characters, but it'll work. Maybe. For those who haven't played the game I will (hopefully) be explaining things and not just assuming everyone knows what I'm talking about. And again, as with all of my stories, Lupin characters will be written as I see them and sometimes written in a way to fit the characters in the game. Enjoy the story. =D

Chapter 1

Nine years ago...

Ludendorff, North Yankton

"Get down," a man in a red ski mask said as he shoved a woman to the floor.

The woman grunted as she hit the floor hard, then cowered at the man and his friends as they pointed guns around.

"Open the door," the man in a green ski mask said as he pointed a rifle at the security guard.

What had once been a nice cold wintery morning at the small bank had quickly become a nightmare for the workers as three armed men barged through the doors and began screaming orders and obscenities.

The security guard held his hands up and looked in fear at the tellers, who were all huddled on the floor next to him.

"Open the fucking door," green ski mask demanded.

The guards hands shook as he unlocked the door.

Green ski mask kicked the door open and glared at the frightened man before slammed the butt of the rifle against his head, laughing as the guard fell to the floor.

The tellers gasped in horror as they continued to cower.

"God, J," the man in a black ski mask said to green ski mask.

"What," the man referred to as J wondered.

Black ski mask could only sigh in annoyance. "Put your hands behind your back and everything will be fine," he said to the guard.

"What are you going to do with us?" the guard asked with a quaking voice. "We're doing what you ask, so-"

"Shut up," J yelled at him.

"Hey," black ski mask shouted at J. "Calm down, okay? You're making this more annoying than it should be."

"Oh geez, L, I am so sorry for ruining your perfect robbery," J said sarcastically.

L said nothing, only glared. "Come on, get up," he told the guard. "You and the others get in the back room."

One of the women hesitated and started to reach for the alarm.

"Are you deaf?" red ski mask said as he kicked the woman to the floor.

"B!" L growled.

B only shrugged.

"Don't kill us, please," one of the tellers begged as he slowly made his way into the room.

L watched as B herded everyone into the room and shut the door. "J, you have the explosives ready?"

"Almost," J yelled from the other room. A few seconds later he rejoined the others. "It's ready."

L nodded and pulled out his phone, dialing a number. Soon after the explosives detonated, the blast shaking the building.

"Come on, we need to move," B said as he ran towards the vault door, which was now a mangled piece of thick metal.

The three ran into the vault and stared at the piles of money.

"There's enough here to last us a long time," J said happily.

"The way you spend money, I doubt it," L joked.

"I'll check the front for cops," B said as he left the vault.

L and J nodded as they filled three duffel bags with the money.

"We're ready, B," L yelled.

J left the vault first, stopping and waiting for L, who ran past him. As L rounded the corner a guard came out of nowhere and grabbed him. "Give it up, you guys," the guard said as he held his gun to L's head.

J spun around and stared at the guard, pointing his gun at him.

The guard grabbed L's ski mask and pulled it up, revealing a man in his mid to late twenties with short brown hair and brown eyes. "Now I've seen you," the guard said smugly. "I'll never forget your face, mister! I'll give your description to the cops and your asses will be caught!"

"You forget a thousand things everyday," L said. "How 'bout you make sure this is one of 'em?"

"Hah, like that's going to-"

The guard was quickly silenced with a bullet to the head.

L watched in shock as the guard fell limp to the floor, the blood pooling around his head. "Jesus, J, what the hell are you doing?!"

"Saving your ass," J replied. "You gonna stand there and pray for the guy or are you gonna move?"

L watched as J ran by him and towards the back, to where their getaway vehicle would be.

"You okay?" B asked as he ran up to L.

L nodded. He took a last look at the guard and then followed the others.

"We need to blow this door," J said.

"I got it," L said as he ran to the door and slapped the plastic explosives onto it before setting the small timer. "Take cover!"

The three ducked behind large wooden boxes as the explosives went off, the door blowing off the hinges and pieces of it flying in every direction.

"Sirens?" B wondered as the noise in the distance became louder.

"Fuck," J spat. "Let's just go!" He ran through the tattered doorway and hit a switch on the wall, the large metal shutter to the outside lifting up.

"It wasn't supposed to be like this," L said as he ducked behind some boxes, two cop cars parked out front and the cops crouched behind the doors firing at them.

"When has a job ever gone right?" J said with a grin. He stepped out from the pillar he hid behind and shot at the cops.

"This is bad," L muttered as he stood and shot at the cops, hitting one and knocking him to the ground. "This is really bad..."

"Stop your moaning and let's go," J said, stepping out once again and running towards the cops while firing.

B followed and together the two took care of the problem.

L ran off after them and soon they were stopped by two more police cars.

"Let us go and you'll live, assholes," B yelled at them.

Another firefight ensued until the cops were dead on the ground.

"There's the car," J yelled. "Let's go before more cops show up!"

The three ran to the car and got inside, the driver taking off away from the bank.

"We did it, man," J said from the back seat as he took off his mask, revealing a young man with a short trimmed black beard and shoulder length black hair, his bangs hanging down over his eyes. "I can't believe we got out of that mess so easily," he laughed.

"Hey," B said as he took off his mask, the blond haired young man flashing a cocky grin. "You see the look on their faces?" he laughed.

"Shit, more cops," J said, pointing his gun out the window and firing at the cops parked in front of them.

"Get down," the driver said as he drove past the cars, the getaway car being sprayed with bullets.

The car sped down the dirt road, a cop car pulling out behind them.

"Shit!" the driver spat. "Where'd he come from?"

"Just drive," L yelled.

J started shooting at the car as it approached.

"He's trying to pass-" the driver started, silenced with a bullet to the head.

"Damn it," L yelled. He reached over and grabbed the handle for the driver side door and opened it, shoving the drivers body out before taking his place and speeding off.

The cop car had since passed them, L stepping on the gas and passing the cop car, ramming the side of it as he went by.

The cop car swerved into a tree and exploded.

"Yeah," J yelled happily. "Fuck you!"

L and B both whooped it up as the adrenaline rushed through their bodies.

"The chopper is nearby," J said.

L nodded and sped down a dirt road, heading towards a bridge.

"Aw shit," B said. "More cops!"

"It's fine," L said. "They don't know who we are."

L drove over the bridge as the cop cars sped by them.

The three breathed a sigh of relief, one that was short lived.

"Road block," L yelled, a line of cop cars up the road.

"Turn down here," J said as they approached a narrow dirt road. "And step up on it. Train's coming!"

L turned the wheel sharply and just made it onto the road. He stared intently in front of him as the train got closer to the crossing. The car sped over the tracks, the train slamming into the back of it and the car spinning off the road and slamming into a tree.

"Oh god," L moaned as he rubbed his head. "You guys alive?"

"Yeah, I think so," J said.

"I'm breathing," B said.

"Man, this car is trashed," J said as he stepped out of it. "Look, the chopper is just past that house," he said as he stared at the farmhouse through the fog in the distance. "If we cut through this field we can make it."

"We need to stick to the plan," L insisted as he left the car.

"What?" J wondered.

"Let's just stick to the plan, okay?" L yelled.

"Damn it, Lupin, there is no more plan!"

"We're sticking to the damn plan, Jigen," Lupin yelled as he glared at him. "Come on!"

Jigen sighed in anger as he glared off, finally giving in and running off after Lupin, who was running down the road.

The three stopped in front of the house and looked around. "Where is it?" Lupin wondered.

"I don't know," Jigen said as he started to panic. "It should be right here. Brad?"

The blond haired man shrugged.

"Shit," Jigen said.

"I don't like this..." Lupin muttered as he, Jigen, and Brad pointed their weapons around.

Towards the back of the barn stood a man with a sniper rifle. He lifted the rifle and took aim, firing. The bullet pierced Brad, who grunted and fell to the ground.

"Shit!" Jigen ducked down behind a dumpster, glancing over as Lupin knelt down by Brad. He then noticed a group of men moving in. "The fucking world police? What the fuck are they doing out here? Who the hell talked?"

"He'll be okay if we can get out of here," Lupin said as he stared down at Brad, who clutched at the wound on his chest.

A second shot was fired, hitting Lupin and knocking him down.

"Fuck! Lupin!" Jigen said as he watched helplessly.

"Damn it!" Lupin said in pain as he pressed his left hand against the wound near his right shoulder. "Jigen, you need to get out of here!"

"I'm not leaving you!"

"Go," Lupin yelled. "I-I'm not gonna make it, so just go!"

"Fuck," Jigen yelled as he started to choke up. He stood and started wildly shooting at the cop cars that had started to pull up to the scene. "Fuck you all," he screamed as more cops arrived. He stopped shooting and turned to run, racing through the snow along the side of the house.

"Hey," he yelled, spotting a woman walking along the back of the house. "Stop!"

The woman saw the gun and panicked, running away. She didn't get far, though, tripping in the snow and getting grabbed.

"Hey," Jigen said as he pulled her to her feet. "Where's the chopper?"

"Oh god, please don't kill me," the woman begged.

"Where is it?!"

"I don't know! I know nothing about a chopper!"

Cops started to approach and Jigen grabbed the woman and held her in front of him, holding his gun to her head.

"Stay back or she's dead," he yelled as he backed away.

"Help me, please," the woman cried.

Jigen shoved her towards the cops and ran.

The cops checked on the woman before continuing forward cautiously.

Jigen took off across a fog covered field, the cops losing sight of him as he escaped.

...

Ludendorff Cemetery

The Reverend stood in front of a grave as five mourners consoled each other and dabbed away the tears.

"Lupin the Third wasn't the best person," he continued. "He wasn't the best husband. And he wasn't the best father. His death was not one of a hero. But, in the end, he was a man. A man we should not judge."

A brown haired woman in a black dress and black veil cried as she stared down at the hole in the ground. "Lupin..." she whispered sadly.

Off to the side, busy sucking on a cigarette and pacing, was a man in a brown trench coat and fedora. He stopped and glared up at the funeral before continuing his pacing.

"We are born of sin, and we die in sin," the Reverend said.

Outside of the cemetery was Lupin, standing behind a tree and watching his funeral. He took a drag of his cigarette before tossing it in the snow and walking off.

The Reverend finished the eulogy and the mourners knelt down, clutching snow covered dirt in their fists and tossing it into the grave.

According to the Grand Theft Wiki, North Yankton is based on North Dakota. GTA 5 takes place in Los Santos, San Andreas (based on Los Angeles, California) and the surrounding areas. Just to give those who aren't familiar with the game a sense of locations and distances and such.

In the game it's the Feds (referred to as the F.I.B.) who are involved, but I changed it to Interpol so Zenigata would make more sense in the story. Although, when Brad gets shot, Trevor screams about the Feds being there and I still have no idea how he knew it was the Feds. I wasn't paying attention as I was shooting them and thought they were all cops. But then I also thought the shooter was just the guy who owned the farm, so... xD