~*~ DISCLAIMER: I do not own GTA 3 or GTA Vice City. Don't Sue!! But I do
own the plot so back the hell off of it.
Alright this takes place right after Maria and the main character get away from the Cartel at the end of the game. It's a cross over between both games so bare with me. Please R&R. Be nice, this is my first game fic.
~LadyB
Prologue
Maria got into the car with me, closing the ice blue banshee door behind her. She slid into the seat comfortably and sighed. The worst was over.
"Now that things are taken care of, you might want to know this." She purred with her accent
I looked up.
"There is this man, he use to be a real big shot around here when my mother was around. She met him you know, had some kinda fling with him."
I started the car and listened.
"There was a time when he took over Vice City, he ran the place!" Maria said happily.
She handed me a piece of paper. "He told me to call him up if I ever needed a favor. Why don't you get some work?" She inquired.
I looked down at the initials printed in a white ivory card in gold. T.V.....
"Will you go see him?" Maria asked me later that night over dinner.
I drank a large gulp of the red wine, and nodded.
"I'm glad." She cheered also taking a drink, staining her lips. "Mr. Vercetti was always so nice to me, I never understood it really. He just was always so caring, like the father I never had."
I raised an eyebrow, questioning her.
"My real father walked out on my mother when he found out that she was pregnant..." Her voice filled with tears.
Setting the wine cup down, I reached over the table and took her hands in mine, tightly. She looked up at me and smiled dimly in the light given off by the candles before us. She gave me a thankful smile and pulled her hand back.
"N-e-wayz now that you took down the Leone Family you might want some work. If this Mr. Vercetti is still any good he could get you on the top in no time." Maria informed me.
I continued to eat the hot pasta before, the steam washing over my face, tempting me to eat it. I dared do what it tempted me to, taking a big bite.
"I know you have what it takes to be at the top." Maria said to me lowering her voice.
I paused, I could have sworn I had heard that else where before...
"And when you're at the top baby, I'll be there with you." She continued.
I got up and pushed my way out of the restaurant we sat in, showing an elderly woman out of my way. Little did Maria know I had heard those words before, and it would be a cold day in hell before I fell for them once more. The betrayal of one Hispanic is all I can take, thank you.
As for now I need to think. Either listen to Maria and risk having fate hit me once more, or starve like a bum and go down as a nobody. I balled up my fists until I could feel my own nails cutting at the skin of my palms. I'd be damned if I did all that work just do go down as a nobody in Liberty City.
I sat on the roof of my car, pulled out the card and cell phone in my pocket and dialed.
After a few rings, someone picked up the phone.
"Hel-low?" came a voice.
The voice was without a doubt male, old, and clever. I gave the other person on the phone to be about 49 or 50 years old, if not more. I wasn't good with voices.
It took me a moment to decide if I should answer, but I did. "Yeah." I answered.
"Yeah? Who is this?" The voice demanded.
"I'm calling on behalf of Maria..." I was cut off.
"MARIA!?" The voice screamed. "Who the fuck are you man!?"
I sat up right on the roof of my car. "Watch it pal."
"Oh yeah? You know that I could get all of Vice City down on your ass punk!"
I shook my head laughing slightly. "From what I hear from Maria this can't be Mr. Vercetti." I assume.
"This is him, what's it to you prick?" Vercetti asked.
"Look, she told me you offered her a favor, well I'm here to claim it." I stated.
There was a pause. "Who on Earth do you think you are buddy?"
"I'm Antony Valenti, your new man." I reply.
I heard mocking laughter on the other end of the line. I didn't like it. "Alright wise-ass you think you got something? You think you got what it takes to roll with Vercetti? Come over to the Vercetti Estate on Starfish Island tomorrow, bring your heat and attitude as well."
Click.
I sighed and placed the phone back into my pocket along with the white card. I looked down at it. It seemed to have some kind of wear to it, like a letter too often read. I leaned back on the hood of my car, taking in the stars above me in the cool night sky. It had been too long since I had the time to lay back and enjoy life. To treasure it and understand it for what it really is. I try to memorize everything I'm seeing now, for I know that for months this might be the last chance I get at peace.
"Baby, why did you run off?"
I turn to look left when I hear the Hispanic accent of Maria's voice.
"Was it something I said?" She asked me looking down at me when she stood over my body.
I shook my head.
She kissed my forehead. "Do you wanna go back inside love?" She questioned.
I looked at her pensively. She was so innocent and simply minded. It was hard to think that a girl like this could double-cross me like Catalina once had. But since then I had learned not to think with my heart, that was out of the question. I nodded and got off of the hood of my car.
So we walked together, arm in arm, to what might have been my last peaceful meal for months to come.
~*~ How was that for a start? Please R&R...oh wait, I already said that...oh well! I hope you liked. Flames, comments, suggestions, ideas, and reviews are always welcome. Oh and should I continue?
Alright this takes place right after Maria and the main character get away from the Cartel at the end of the game. It's a cross over between both games so bare with me. Please R&R. Be nice, this is my first game fic.
~LadyB
Prologue
Maria got into the car with me, closing the ice blue banshee door behind her. She slid into the seat comfortably and sighed. The worst was over.
"Now that things are taken care of, you might want to know this." She purred with her accent
I looked up.
"There is this man, he use to be a real big shot around here when my mother was around. She met him you know, had some kinda fling with him."
I started the car and listened.
"There was a time when he took over Vice City, he ran the place!" Maria said happily.
She handed me a piece of paper. "He told me to call him up if I ever needed a favor. Why don't you get some work?" She inquired.
I looked down at the initials printed in a white ivory card in gold. T.V.....
"Will you go see him?" Maria asked me later that night over dinner.
I drank a large gulp of the red wine, and nodded.
"I'm glad." She cheered also taking a drink, staining her lips. "Mr. Vercetti was always so nice to me, I never understood it really. He just was always so caring, like the father I never had."
I raised an eyebrow, questioning her.
"My real father walked out on my mother when he found out that she was pregnant..." Her voice filled with tears.
Setting the wine cup down, I reached over the table and took her hands in mine, tightly. She looked up at me and smiled dimly in the light given off by the candles before us. She gave me a thankful smile and pulled her hand back.
"N-e-wayz now that you took down the Leone Family you might want some work. If this Mr. Vercetti is still any good he could get you on the top in no time." Maria informed me.
I continued to eat the hot pasta before, the steam washing over my face, tempting me to eat it. I dared do what it tempted me to, taking a big bite.
"I know you have what it takes to be at the top." Maria said to me lowering her voice.
I paused, I could have sworn I had heard that else where before...
"And when you're at the top baby, I'll be there with you." She continued.
I got up and pushed my way out of the restaurant we sat in, showing an elderly woman out of my way. Little did Maria know I had heard those words before, and it would be a cold day in hell before I fell for them once more. The betrayal of one Hispanic is all I can take, thank you.
As for now I need to think. Either listen to Maria and risk having fate hit me once more, or starve like a bum and go down as a nobody. I balled up my fists until I could feel my own nails cutting at the skin of my palms. I'd be damned if I did all that work just do go down as a nobody in Liberty City.
I sat on the roof of my car, pulled out the card and cell phone in my pocket and dialed.
After a few rings, someone picked up the phone.
"Hel-low?" came a voice.
The voice was without a doubt male, old, and clever. I gave the other person on the phone to be about 49 or 50 years old, if not more. I wasn't good with voices.
It took me a moment to decide if I should answer, but I did. "Yeah." I answered.
"Yeah? Who is this?" The voice demanded.
"I'm calling on behalf of Maria..." I was cut off.
"MARIA!?" The voice screamed. "Who the fuck are you man!?"
I sat up right on the roof of my car. "Watch it pal."
"Oh yeah? You know that I could get all of Vice City down on your ass punk!"
I shook my head laughing slightly. "From what I hear from Maria this can't be Mr. Vercetti." I assume.
"This is him, what's it to you prick?" Vercetti asked.
"Look, she told me you offered her a favor, well I'm here to claim it." I stated.
There was a pause. "Who on Earth do you think you are buddy?"
"I'm Antony Valenti, your new man." I reply.
I heard mocking laughter on the other end of the line. I didn't like it. "Alright wise-ass you think you got something? You think you got what it takes to roll with Vercetti? Come over to the Vercetti Estate on Starfish Island tomorrow, bring your heat and attitude as well."
Click.
I sighed and placed the phone back into my pocket along with the white card. I looked down at it. It seemed to have some kind of wear to it, like a letter too often read. I leaned back on the hood of my car, taking in the stars above me in the cool night sky. It had been too long since I had the time to lay back and enjoy life. To treasure it and understand it for what it really is. I try to memorize everything I'm seeing now, for I know that for months this might be the last chance I get at peace.
"Baby, why did you run off?"
I turn to look left when I hear the Hispanic accent of Maria's voice.
"Was it something I said?" She asked me looking down at me when she stood over my body.
I shook my head.
She kissed my forehead. "Do you wanna go back inside love?" She questioned.
I looked at her pensively. She was so innocent and simply minded. It was hard to think that a girl like this could double-cross me like Catalina once had. But since then I had learned not to think with my heart, that was out of the question. I nodded and got off of the hood of my car.
So we walked together, arm in arm, to what might have been my last peaceful meal for months to come.
~*~ How was that for a start? Please R&R...oh wait, I already said that...oh well! I hope you liked. Flames, comments, suggestions, ideas, and reviews are always welcome. Oh and should I continue?