A/N: Being co-written with Cry-Of-A-Warp-Engine.
Gunfire being exchanged, pedestrians screaming and people hiding in their houses, dialing 911… usual kind of chaos in Los Santos… only Carly wasn't sure how the raven haired assassin knew her, let alone why the assassin was trying to kill her.
The tiny 16 year old was crouched behind a rusted Cheval Picador in South Los Santos, her AP pistol clutched tightly in her hands.
"I don't want to do this… but this is the only way, Carly Jade!" The assassin shouted, taking cover behind an Albany Emperor as she continued shooting at Carly, the mid October rain pouring down on both of them as Carly pulled the hood of her rain coat back over her head.
A Lost MC van screeched to a stop a few feet from Carly, the side door flying open and Carly jumping in before Johnny slammed it shut.
"Floor it, Terry!" Johnny shouts, pulling Carly close to him as Terry sped off. The trio left South LS and the city behind as Terry reached the Senora Freeway, Carly switching the safety back on her AP pistol and trying to stop herself from shaking.
Aside from a scrape on her right knee from when she tripped and fell on some glass while trying to ditch the assassin in the construction site, Carly was mostly unharmed.
Carly hissed in pain a bit when Johnny took the tweezers and removed about 5 small shards of glass from Carly's knee, applying peroxide soaked gauze before throwing it away and bandaging Carly's knee up after Terry slowed the van down somewhat.
"Fuck… I think we lost her. You okay, Carly?" Terry says.
"Yeah… just want to know why she was trying to kill me." Carly says, Johnny lightly rubbing Carly's shoulders to comfort her. The three ended up back at the Lost MC campground where Carly had been staying lately… despite attempts at family therapy, the De Santa family were fighting more than ever and Amanda had not made any attempts at changing how she behaved towards Carly.
As if that wasn't bad enough, Ivory had survived the warehouse explosion 2 months earlier and was back and hell bent on revenge.
Carly had gotten cleaned off and changed into and changed into a pair of underwear and an old flannel shirt that Johnny kept with him, the hem of the shirt reaching above Carly's knees because of her tiny height. Carly finished towel drying her light brown tousled hair and pulled it into a ponytail.
"I think you better sit back down, rest that knee." Johnny says, locking his arm around Carly's back and picking her up off the ground, putting her on the couch.
"It's just a scrape, I'm okay Johnny." Carly says.
"You can barely put any weight on that leg, let alone walk." Johnny says, propping Carly's rebandaged knee up on a pillow as thunder and lightning sounded outside, making Carly jump and instinctively grab Johnny's right hand, Johnny squeezing Carly's right hand reassuringly as he rubbed his left hand up and down her back.
He had been through things like this before... Gionna would get jumpy during storms, especially after being struck by lightning when she was 15.
"Uh, John? The idiot merc is here again!" Terry shouts from outside.
"I have a name, Terry, and that name is Jack 0taku!" Jack shouts.
"Idiot… I thought he left San Andreas." Carly mutters as Jack walks in.
"Oh, fuck! What happened?!" Jack says, seeing Carly's bandaged knee.
"Shootout, cut my knee on some glass when some crazy assassin was trying to kill me." Carly says, Johnny letting go of Carly's hand and standing protectively in front of Carly.
"Oh, come on, Johnny! You really think I'd hurt her?!" Jack says.
"You tried to slice my right arm off with an axe barely five minutes after we met!" Johnny says angrily, Carly wrapping her tiny hand around Johnny's left wrist.
"Can you guys calm it down?" Carly asks, Johnny and Jack agreeing not to fight right now.
At the same time, the assassin had gotten back to the hotel she was staying at when her phone rang.
"Yes?!" She answered it impatiently.
"Sam, please stop what you have in mind and come back, this is not the way to fix this!" The man on the other line says.
"Deck, you know why I'm doing this! Carly fucked up the timeline and I don't want to do this but I have to kill her-" Sam says, cut off by a crowbar slamming into her head and her falling to the floor, Deck hanging up his phone and grabbing Sam's, hanging it up as well.
"I didn't want to do that, Sam… but killing Carly will fuck things up even worse." Deck says before grabbing Sam and putting her in a chair before tying her legs to it, using the handcuffs for Sam's arms.
Deck then took the keys to the Phoenix as well as Sam's phone and walked outside, getting in the car which Sam affectionately nicknamed Trigger.
"Where are we going, Deck?" Trigger asked, thanks to the A.I coded into the car.
"To find the younger Carly and try to fix things before Sam can try to kill her." Deck says before Trigger automatically started up, Deck driving off after Trigger had pulled up Carly's location on the mini computer screen that was in place of the radio.