S3C1

Michael's P.O.V

"Slow and steady T" I reminded Trevor as he finally stopped his most recent raging monolouge.

"All I'm doing is making a point about abusive parents!"

Where were we? Flying over the ocean, from one part of the coast and all the way to Los Santos again. We'd got asked to pick up this kid -J- by his sister, she helped us hit the Jewelry store. Her name was Katie White, we called her K no matter where she was. Mainly 'cause she was a huge tomboy, and by huge I mean that you'd only know she was a woman because of her tits.

"Man, can we shut the fuck up about this shit? Why're we talking about this shit in the air over the damn ocean?" Franklin spoke irritated.

"Don't look like we're gonna be over the ocean for much longer." Two other kids had been brought on board by J, this one -the hick- brought all our spirits up.

"Speaking 'a which, who're the other two you had us bring on board K?" Trevor asked from the controls.

"This little one's Luke, the hick's...uhhhh."

"Jack." J jumped in. He wouldn't speak too much seeing as he'd nearly gone green. After all a 14 year old on a helicopter is bound to feel a little quesy even without the gun toting lunatic pilotic the chopper.

"Hey, you holdin' on kid?" I checked on J as he was sat next to me.

"Just about, tell me again how you guys got involved?"

"Ever hear of Steve Hains?" Frank asked.

"I don't know any Steves."

"Well this guy works with FIB, he's a real asshole, he got ordered to bring you out of that city." Frank explained.

J sighed and leaned forward. His head facing the door.

"First CIA and now FIB? What the fuck next, AAC?"

"Funny you mentioned that!" Trevor laughed.

The helo jolted, Trevor had began the decent to the ground and on the helipad. We finally touched down, waking the little kid up in the arms of the hick. I doubted the FIB would find much use with these kids.

"FIB and AAC are in a little coup, sounds to me it's just a load a bitching about funding." I explained.

J growled in frustration and punched the door, leaving a small dent in it.

"One government fuck up to the other." he sighed.

The doors slid open, and there they were. Dave and Steve, without Sanchez this time though. Neither looked impressed.

"You're late." Dave spoke

"Well we did just fly in a helicopter across 2 states, be glad we didn't run out 'a gas over the ocean."

Steve looked at J without speaking.

"See something you like leisurewear?" J sighed angrily.

Laughter rang throughout the helo, not so much outside.

"Cold, I bet you geussed it was us that got you out." Steve asked.

"No, I guess it was these guys in the jumpsuits and fast ropes who got me out, not some guy who looks like he came back from a taxing game of golf."

Steve's hand reached for J's throat, J grabbed it and bent it backwards. Steve fell in pain, wirthing in agony.

"Listen to me you fucking moron, I just got out of the fucking desert, I havn't drank in 12 hours. I've bled through this fucking shirt, and carried Luke through all of that. I'm exhausted, the last thing I need is you trying to play big man." J threatened as he threw Steve away from him.

"Carefull kid, you don't want to piss these courupt fucks off." Frank warned.

"Hey, you don't know who we are, now listen. We paid for your medical bills in that hospital, for that you're gonna help us." Dave explained.

"Didn't seem that way seeing as I got kidnapped." J growled low in his throat.

Dave looked shiftey and J realised this. He capatilised on this, smilling, he bent his head forward.

"Was it the FIB that needed recordings of me too?"

"Look, I don't fucking know what happened before, but I want to get out of here before shit gets out of hand. You do realised we crashed an airport for this right?" Fran began to get angry as he pushed his way out of the helo.

"We only needed one, why are there 3?" Dave asked.

"Familly, got a problem with that?" J smiled still.

"'Course not. You 3, we'll be in touch. K you're with us." Dave turned and walked away. Steve still crouched on the ground.

"You made a bad move kid." He growled.

"First impressions are the most important." J sighed as he got out of the chopper and followed his sister, followed by his brother and freind.

I looked at T and F once we'd gotten out, neither one looked happy.

"Man, we flew all the way to the east coast and back for this shit and for nothin' shit." Frank sighed.

"I know right, not one cent for any of us. Sounds like north yankton is catching up on ya, eh Michael." Trevor sighed.

"Look if it's cents you want, scan the floor. We want Ks, we hit establishments, not favors for friends. Remember she was the one who volontered to take the 2 percent during the jewelry raid. Look, let's split up. I'll give you a call if I find something to make up for this."

Frank look towards the clouds and sighed.

"Shit man, aiight, I'll holla at you." As he walked away. Trevor stayed in front of me, a weird look on his face.

"What?"

"This better NOT be another one of your games Michael. I'll be watching you." he walked away.

"Fuck, damnit, shit, FUCK." I sighed to myself as I made my way back to my car. Hoping to see my family back at the house.

J's P.O.V

So after everything that I'd done, crashed a jeep into the fort, flew through a desert whilst carrying my brother and waded through an airport, I was still without rest or any place to do such a thing.
K slowed down so that she was next to me.

"You're not pissed about me leaving right?" She asked.

When I was younger, I had a very abusive father. K left once he'd actually tried to kill me, at first I was pissed, but there was a lot more pain to wade through even without K there. This happened when I was 6 so I guessed that there was not much that I could have done.

"Nah, but you missed a few things." I smiled

"Like what?"

"Oh a car crash in Spain, Mom dying, meeting Lara Croft and a few other new friends. I made some friends, killed a few sex offenders. Attempting suicide several times, getting arrested. You know, normal shit." I explained.

"Hey, you still tried after I left?" K asked, pale.

"I had no hope there."

We walked for a while, the sun had only just came up over the horizon. After realising just how long I'd been awake, I wiped my eyes of sleep.

"How long's it been since you slept?"

"I'd say about a day." Jack joined in. Luke tugged on my arm.

"What's up?"

He went to jump but didn't leave the ground. Understanding, I picked him up so he wouldn't have to walk any more.

"What's the hold up?" The old guy asked from the van in the lot.

"These guys are tired, they haven't slept in 24 hours." K explained.

Luke nuzzled into my chest, he was definitely tired more than any of us.

"We're taking you to a safe house, you can rest up there." Leisure wear opened the van.

"You know who these guys are?" K asked. I shook my head.

"Dave Norton and Steve Haines. Patriots in their own corrupt little minds. Nevertheless, you need work, look for these guys. They always need something done." She explained.

"Get in, we'll brief you on the way."

I stayed for a second and contemplated my actions, this could be another church scenario. One minute, you're thinking you have no choice but to do what these people say, the next you're looking over a pile of dead bodies regretting the past. K gave me the reassuring look I needed to pull myself into the van. Sitting down next to Jack, I realised something. The whole van was completely vulnerable, no armour.

"What's the matter?" K asked from the opposite end of the van.

"This thing's not gonna do much for safety... Reminds me of Spain." I sighed in depression

K put a hand on my shoulder and squeezed it gently.

"Listen, nothing is going to happen to you. I'm not going to allow anything to happen to you."

"It's time to shut up and listen to the big boys." Leisure wear started.

The van began to move, I noticed Jack's silence. Being in this situation is weird, you never understand why you're there or what brought you there and you begin to question fate. If there's one thing that I've learned over the years it's that fate is a giant liar. Fate is nothing without guilt.

"We have a lot of things that you need to do. You'll be working with the guys who got you out of that city. Number 1, get to know the city. Number 2 the FIB building needs to be hit to get some electronic data. You'll need your own standard gear. Rifle, silencer, black clothes, a mask and plenty of ammunition. Now, you wont be going in alone. You'll have to talk to Michael's friend when you get the chance." Dave explained.

I rolled my eyes and sighed.

"How am I going to do that?"

"You'll find a phone and a number on it at the safe house. He'll be expecting a call." Steve explained.

"What about us?" Jack finally spoke.

"You'll be under surveillance for a while until we know we can trust you." Dave added.

A rage built up in my chest, I was hating them a lot, I honestly wanted to bring death to them. But they had arranged for me to be extracted out of a dangerous situation so I at least owed them something. After the bullshit Steve had given me I felt as if there was nothing I owed him, but Dave deserved something at least.

"Why? These're kids Dave, one of them doesn't know what country he's in let alone who you are." K defended.

"We can't take any chances. It's this or kill them and-"

I cut in.

"I find one scratch on one of us from your guys. I will find you and kill your friends first, then I'll take your legs. How does that sound?" I threatened.

"Quite mad."

The van stopped, the door opened. The building was an apartment complex, Dave gave me a key.

"K's been staying here as well, she'll show you up." Steve spat.

I climbed out of the van with Jack, Luke and K. I took one final look back at the van.

"Enjoy your coffee break suit."

K snickered and as I turned around, she wrapped her arms around me in a rib crushing hug. She ended up picking me up as she was taller than me by a foot at least.
She burst into laughter as she swung me around in a circle. The sudden act gave me a suspicion that K had missed me.

"I can't believe you're still alive." she finally put me down and ruffled my short hair.

"And who's this?" She asked as she turned to Luke.

Luke had hidden behind Jack, scared by new people. Luke was shaking slightly, which was to be expected seeing as I'd dragged him out of a cell in the middle of a desert.

"This is Luke, our brother." I explained as I opened a hand towards him. Finally Luke came towards me and put his hand in mine.

"This is K, Luke." I explained to Luke.

Luke shook, he didn't seem to understand what was happening at the minute. K followed my movement and opened her hand, Luke looked at me for confirmation, I nodded.
Finally he put his hand in K's whilst holding onto mine. K smiled and hugged Luke. He smiled and hugged back. Jack gave me a refreshing look behind those piercing green eyes. I felt as if I had finally done something right.

"Come on, lets get inside."

Michael's P.O.V

I got back to my house in record time to at least hope that SOMEONE had come back. Sadly, no-one there. It had been a while since the family had left, every time I tried to talk to the kids they screamed back at me. Now I had this to deal with, bringing kids into a government war and with Trevor's Merryweather fascination was just making things worse. I slumped into the couch, not caring about anything anymore.

A knock brought me to my senses. Frank was in the doorway.

"Hey man, you aiight?"

"No Frank, my head is splitting and I've just put a 14 year old's life on the line." I replied as I reached for my cigar, when I realised it wasn't there I sighed and got up.

"I gotta get out of this shit. I'm fucked Franklin."

"Naw man, you good. Don't worry about it, the kid rescued another kid out of a fort in the middle of the desert, he'll be fine." he explained.

"He was shot Frank, don't you see that? He doesn't care about anything, he's like Trevor." I sighed.

Frank walked in and sat down next to me.

"You think he's going to turn into T man? He's got a family, he aint exactly going to be going around the hood selling and cooking meth is he?"

"I'm talking about him being a psychopath, I worry too much."

"You do, look I came down to show you something." He pulled out his phone and pulled up a picture.

It was this kid, dressed in a red and black robe, brown eyes and long hair. I didn't see why Frank showed me.

"You don't get it?"

I shook my head.

"No, I don't."

"Man this is the kid who we just picked up man. He survived an attack in a village that killed a lot of native dudes in china. He's tough man, but not a phyco."

"I hope you're right kid." I sighed.

My phone began to rang in my pocket, I answered it quickly. It was Lester.

"Do you have any idea who's just called me?!" He panicked.

"Let me guess."

I put the thing on speaker so that Frank could listen in on.

"I don't have much left but I want to keep my fucking knee caps! Why are we working with him!?" he raged still.

"Calm down. He's got no choice, we do one job with him and we're done. Nothing to worry about."

"I was the one who put his story on the net! If he finds that out I'm a dead man!"

"Then don't tell him, look we'll figure this out, don't panic."

"Fuck you, Michael." And with that Lester hung up.

"FUCK!" I raged.

J's P.O.V

K's apartment was roomy enough, the windows had a great view of the city. Something that worried me as well was the fact that we were told that this is were we would sleep. There wasn't a number of bedrooms. I cared little, as soon as I entered the room I slumped into the couch and literaly had to fight to stay awake.
My wound had begun to twinge, I pulled my shirt up and saw that most of the gunshot had healed up. The bullet was visible so I put two fingers in and pulled it out with some pain. I looked at the metal, it was coated in brass so I didn't have to worry about lead poisoning, problem came when K saw the bloody piece in my hand.

"You sure you're OK?" She asked.

"I'm fine, do you have any drinks?"

She answered by passing bottled water out to everyone.

"Drink it slowly, we don't want to be sick the first day here."

K rose her bottle upwards and sighed.

"Welcome to Los Santos."

"I remember this place a little, I used to come here on vacation a while back."

I suppose I should tell you what I saw here.

Jack's eyes had not moved from his piercing green, he wore a black shirt, baggy jeans and a lot of bracelets on his wrists. His thick southern accent let everyone know where he was. He was thin and had a mass of long hair.
Luke who sat next to him was also thin, however he was verging anorexic, he also had green eyes but his hair was short on the back and sides giving him this 'just out of juvie' look. We hadn't been able to get him out of the khakis that he was wearing when I pulled him out of the fort.
K was about 6ft compared to me. Her hair was a platinum blonde and she stood with a proud stature.

As I sipped a small amount of water, I began to feel dizzy. A sudden urge came over me.

That's the end of the chapter, wadda ya think? I'm hoping this does better than my previous stories have. Nevertheless I'll continue to create and write stories to completion. Please read and review?