WARNING: This story contains some pretty graphic language, violence, and the use of drugs. It also condones mugging, robbing, and the killing of both factions... But, that ties into the violence. Maybe some hints of other stuff, but that's later on! The story isn't M because I don't think it's too bad. But, if it gets passed the point of T, tell me and I'll change that. Other than that, enjoy the story!

Blood for Blood

~Prologue~

"Big brother?"

"Yeah?"

"How... Why did you help me?"

"What do you mean? You're like my little sister!"

"I mean when I first got here. Why'd you let me stay and help me?"

"Oh... that... Well, ya see..."

The rain poured down on San Paro. Thunder rumbled through the once quiet air, as lightening ripped through the dark clouds. Birth sighed to himself a bit, leaning against the counter that was planted behind him.

"Man, I should've hung out with Zombie yesterday when it was all sunny and shit," he spoke, looking over at his board with a frown. "The rain's no fun when ya got plans with friends! Especially when that involves a skateboard!"

He crossed his arms, shaking his head slightly.

"Complete bullshit," he continued to rant, watching as people ran through the rain to find shelter. "First the enforcers chase my ass all over San Paro for something I didn't do – again – and now my plans are ruined!" He held up his middle finger, showing it off to the rain, which didn't really mind anyways. "You're a dick, rain!"

Birth continued to huff and pout. "Rain, rain. Go away. Come again another day." Yeah. He wanted that to come true right now, because holy fuck, he was bored than all hell right now, and that wasn't good.

"Even the enforcers aren't out!" he whined to himself, rolling his red eyes. "Neither are any of the G's, or BloodRoses!"

Another flash of lightening, followed by the booming thunder. The vibration of the little building made the male jump slightly.

"Man, not even a few seconds," He watched the rain slowly turn into hail. "Just lightening and thunder. Yep. Thanks, San Paro."

CRASH!

"Aw! Ha ha ha ha! There goes that guy's Patriot Vegas!" The baseball-sized hail stone fell the from heaven's, and in the blink of an eye, a beautiful, white Patriot Vegas G20 was being crushed by said hail stone. This brought amusement to Birth. He just prayed it belonged to an enforcer.

Another breaking glass caught Birth's attention. And this time, a small yelp echoed throughout his small building. His brows furrowed. Who the hell had gotten in without him noticing? How long had they been there? And most importantly, were they an enforcer?

"Alright. Come on out," he sighed, grabbing his N-FA 9. Really, he didn't want to deal with this shit today. His plans were ruined by this rain, and now there was an intruder. No. Birth wasn't having this. Not at all! "C'mon, I know you're in here! Now stop hidin' and lemme see you!"

"Please, don't hurt me," The voice was soft; hurt and weak. He held up his beautiful weapon, red eyes glistening with rage. How dare this person enter his dwelling without his permission! He swore to God, he was going to splatter this person's brain all over the wall! New paint. A little something new wouldn't hurt, right? It would wonderful! It would be-

"I'm sorry! I just wanted to get out of the rain!" Birth couldn't do it. His once itchy trigger finger was now gone. A young female looked up at him, her soft hazel eyes filled with fear as blood trickled from her skull. Her thin, black and red jacket clung to her shivering body.

"It's... it's alright," he told her, lowering his gun and bending down to be face-to-face with her. "Hey. Look at me, will ya?"

The girl tilted her face upwards, her hazel orbs locking with his red ones. He could easily see the fear that clouded her vision, along with slight tears. He gently grabbed her black hair that was soaked with a mixture of rain and blood.

"It's okay. I'm not gonna hurt ya," His hand slowly found its way to hers. Jesus, his hand was like a bear claw compared to hers. "C'mon. Let's go get you cleaned up, huh? What's your name?"

"R... Rabbit," she whimpered, slowly standing up and following him into the back of the building. He opened the door to the bathroom, helping her sit on the counter.

"'Rabbit', huh?" he chuckled softly, combing through her hair until he saw the gash in her head. "Well, I'm Birth! One of the G-Kings!"

"G-Kings?" she repeated, interrupting his work to look back into his eyes.

"Lemme work on you first, aight?" He gave her a small smile. "I'll tell you all about the G-Kings once I'm done."