Disclaimer: I do not own Grand Theft Auto IV, Liberty City, or any Rockstar-made characters. But the main character belongs to me, as do Porkchop, Vincenzo, and Lenny.
This all takes place after Grand Theft Auto IV, The Lost and the Damned, and Ballad of Gay Tony.
Grand Theft Auto: More than Just a Game
Chapter 001: The Game Begins
Back just recently fro ma trip to Vice City, the bartender at the Superstar Cafe looked at his phone and read a message.
Get over to the Majestic, ASAP! -Uncle V
At an apartment building in the famous Majestic Hotel, a middle-aged man sat, staring out the windows of his room. He wore an onyx Perseus suit, and had graying hair. This man was on the last legs of his life, near his death.
"Hey, uncle, I came."
The old man turned and saw his nephew, the eldest son of his 'good for nothing' brother and the bartender at the famous Superstar Cafe, Troy Macintosh. Troy wore a white long-sleeved shirt, black trousers, brown Perseus loafers, and a black vest. Covering his blond hair was a white beret, and a pair of sunglasses covered his blue eyes.
"What took you so long?" Troy's uncle snapped, revealing a pistol from his jacket.
"Sorry, I got held up at work, you know how it is," Troy said.
"I know how it is? No, I don't. I don't know how it is to be some pretty-faced playboy who thinks by having a rich, generous uncle and a spoiled brat daddy will be able to get him ahead in life!" his uncle shouted.
"Don't talk trash about my Dad!" Troy said.
"I will say whatever I want about that good for nothing!" his uncle snapped.
"You sure you ain't just mad you didn't end up with my Mom?" Troy asked.
There was a tense silence, and the door opened, revealing a man in a brown jacket, black shirt, black pants, and boots. He had black hair cut short. This was a servant to Troy's uncle, Lenny.
"Mr. Vincenzo, there is a slight problem," Lenny said.
"What is it? Come on, it must be important to interrupt me!" Vincenzo said.
"Well, uh, you know those boys you threatened. You know, the ones with the bikes?" Lenny said.
"What about 'em!?" Vincenzo snapped.
"They decided to double-cross you. They stole the shipment," Lenny said.
"What?! Mother-" Vincenzo started, grumbling under his breath.
Vincenzo turned to Troy and smiled.
"Troy, you and Lenny, will go and show these dirtballs who they're messing with," Vincenzo said.
Vincenzo threw the pistol to Troy, whom left the apartment with Lenny.
Lenny and Troy stepped into Troy's Cognoscenti, a black sedan, and started to drive off.
"The goons are hanging out at a bar. Comrades," Lenny said.
"Seems like a long way to go just to kill some goons," Troy said.
"Yeah, well the boss said it needs to be done, so we're doing it. You have a problem with your own uncle's orders?" Lenny asked.
"No, I was just making a comment. So, what did these guys do?" Troy asked.
"Ever since the Lost went down in flames, the Gunthugs showed up from a place called Carcer City. Well now, we made a deal. They supply us with some H, we let them operate in our terf. But now, they think they can steal from us!" Lenny said.
"So, we have to kill them?" Troy asked.
"We kill everyone but their boss. Then, we injure the boss, to give him a warning. Then, we leave, it's all good," Lenny said.
"But things never end as planned," Troy said.
"Yeah, it never does. But we have to follow orders," Lenny said.
The two stayed silent until they arrived at a small Russian bar, dubbed as Comrades by the faded neon sign. The two got out and saw, in the back parking lot, five bikes known as Angels and a dark brown Hexer. Lenny and Troy walked into the bar, and found six bikers, all at the bar having drinks, resting.
The largest of them was a muscled man in a gray muscle shirt, a black leather jacket with the sleeves ripped off, leather pants, and biker boots. He had a long gray beard, and wore a black bandanna with a skull and crossbones on it. On his muscle shirt it red "GUNTHUGS MC FOR LIFE", and the back of his jacket identified him as "Porkchop".
"Hey, look, it's that guido and some brat!" one of the bikers said as Porkchop rose from his seat.
"My name's Lenny, not 'guido'," Lenny said.
"And I'm Troy, and for that, I just might have to kill you!" Troy said, pulling out a pisto land pointing it at the man who spoke.
"hey, my boy here was trying to be funny. So, what do you boys need?" Porkchop asked, rising from his seat.
"We heard that you stole something from our boss, Vincenzo. We want it back," Lenny said.
"And, what if we say no?" Porkchop asked.
"This," Troy said before pulling the trigger, killing the man that had spoke.
The first biker fell to the ground, a bullet having shattered his nose. Porkchop ran out the backdoor, grabbing a gray briefcase as his four goons pulled out different guns. Lenny jumped behind the bar and hid, while Troy dodged bullets, hiding behind a seat.
"We can't let him get away!" Lenny said, a bullet from a Sawn-Off Shotgun barely missing his forehead.
"Don't worry, we'll catch him!" Troy said as he shot five bullets at the bikers.
A biker, holding a Micro-SMG, fell and, as his gun fell, it went off, killing him and hitting another biker in the leg. Lenny took a chance and shot the injured biker in the throat with a Micro-SMG. The last two shot a flurry of random bullets as they escaped through the back. Lenny and Troy gave chase.
When they exited the bar, they found Porkchop starting up his Hexer, while the last two bikers prepared to follow.
"Oh, we don't think so!" Lenny said as he jumped onto an Angel, Troy doing the same.
As they chased the bikers through Hove Beach, one turned and started shooting at Lenny, but failed to notice the turn in front of him. He slammed into the side of a building and caused al adder on a fire escape to fall down and crack him on the head. Porkchop fled down an alley, out of the sight of his own man, whom tried to follow, but fell. Lenny ran over the man's throat, killing him, while Troy chased Porkchop.
"Why are you taking orders from Vinny? Come on, he's a chump! Let me go! I'll pay!" Porkchop said.
"Trying to bribe me? I'll have you know, I am a man of integrity. At least as close as you can get to one in this town," Troy said as he fired five bullets at the Hexer.
The bullets pierced the back tire, causing the last biker to skid for a while, sparks flying up as metal hit concrete. Porkchop tried to make a turn and ended up slamming into the side of a passing Taxi Cab, slamming into the sidewalk with a splat. Troy stopped beside the biker and checked the bloody pool. Porkchop was alive, but wounded. He had broken his arm, and a large cut had opened across his leg.
"Go ahead, kill me. You'll have the rest of my boys after you!" Porkchop said.
Troy picked Porkchop up by the throat and put away his pistol,"I'm not here to kill you. Just beat some sense into you."
Troy punched Porkchop in the nose, knocking the man out before he grabbed the suitcase and looked inside, spotting a massive amount of heroin. Lenny pulled up beside him and looked at Porkchop.
"Please tell me he ain't dead," Lenny said.
"I just knocked him out. Call an ambulance, I've got to take this stuff to my Uncle," Troy said as he got on the stolen Angel and drove away, leaving Lenny beside the wounded biker.
Troy stopped at the Majestic and walked into his Uncle's apartment and entered the main sitting area of it, where he found his uncle sitting in front of a large TV, showing an expensive porn movie. When Vincenzo saw his nephew arrive, he cut off the video.
"I hope this is important. I was having some alone time," Vincenzo said.
"it is, I got back the H from those Gunthugs," Troy said, handing his uncle the heroin.
"Ah good, a few hookers, some wine, some friends, and this could really be a party!" Vincenzo laughed.
Vincenzo snapped his fingers.
"I've got it. I want you to go out and find me the three hottest hookers in town. Their names are Lola del Rio, Misty, and Mona Lott. Drop them off here, then, by yourself a real suit, and stop by! It'll be a real party!" Vincenzo laughed.
"Right, a party. Whatever you say uncle," Troy said as he left the Majestic.
Troy helped himself to a black Patriot in the hotel's nearby parking lot. He hotwired it and took off. Vincenzo had handed him a sheet of paper saying where each of the women worked at. First up was Lola del Rio. According to his uncle, Troy would find her at a project building at Northwood. When he arrived there, his eyes almost popped out of his head.
Lola was a slim girl with a large cleavage, and long, curly brown hair. She wore a strapless blouse with a v-neck, revealing part of said cleavage. She wore a dark blue mini-skirt and pink high-heels. Seeing Troy's reaction, she walked up to him.
"Hey, is there any room in there for me?" she asked, trying to sound seductive.
"I'm here for my uncle, Vincenzo Macintosh. He wants you to be at a party tonigh. I'm supposed to take you there," Troy said.
Lola frowned and said,"Well, I was hoping to have some more private fun, but it's a paying job, I guess."
Lola got into the front seat and placed her hand in Troy's lap, making him almost jump out of his skin.
"Okay, up next is Mona Lott," he thought as he looked at the piece of paper.
Mona Lott was at the Vespucci University of Law, usually trying to find business opportunities with college boys. As Troy drove, he could feel Lola trying to convince him to have some "fun" with her.
"Come on, are you a queer or something?" she asked.
"No, I just don't think my uncle would approve of it. And I'm just doing my job, nothing else," Troy said.
"You're boring, you know that? I just might change my mind and leave at the next red light," Lola said, smiling.
"Oh, you wouldn't," Troy said.
"I don't think you wanna find out, or you'll have what will your uncle say when I escape," Lola said.
Troy thought about it, and if Lola braved the street corners where she could possibly be murdered or raped, he had no doubt she would jump out of a car and run.
"I'll even do it for free. Whatever you want," Lola said, inching closer to Troy.
"Fine, you win. But let's do it somewhere more private," Troy said as he drove into a nearby alley.
Lola slid into the backseat and Troy followed. She grabbed him by the neck and kissed him, and only broke it to pull off his vest. Still stunned from the kiss, in moments Troy found himself naked, his cothes on the floor of the stolen car. He wondered what his friends would think of a situation like this.