I don't own South Park and Grand Theft Auto. I own OC's.

Sorry if you find any grammar mistakes. I'm still learning English because it's not my first language.

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Boi: Thank you. I have a few ideas what role Stan is going to play along with the other few kids that are going to appear in the future chapters.

Three days... It's been three days since Stan Marsh found himself in Los Santos, and he wouldn't call those days a good ones. For most of these day he had to find a way how to survive in this city, like finding a nice place to stay for the nights.

He also had to find a way how to find some food. The only meal he had was when on his first day, when someone was nice enough to give him something to eat, and it was very hard to Stan because he had act like typical homeless person. The worst part about it was that he still didn't found any clothes which could replace his torn up jacket which made the nights very cold to him.

As for now, he was walking along the sidewalk, not too far from the railway track, as he walked past the boxing club, which also was a gyn, he heard someone call him from behind, "Hey, young one." He turned to the source of the voice and saw two people. The thing that got Stan's attention was that they both were dressed in purple.

"What?" He asked them.

"You look like you're in need of help." One of the men pointed out.

"I know a guy that can get you some help if you'll help him with something." His companion added.

"What would you want me to do then?' Stan asked.

One of these men opened his mouth to answer, but was cut off when they heard, "Don't you two even think about it."

Stan, and the two people that just started a talk with him, turned to the source of the voice and saw three people, who were dressed in green. Stan didn't know who these men were, but the two men in purple seemed to know them very well.

"David Miller, Colin McCreary and Alex Holloway." One of them said. Stan assumed that these were the names of the men in green, "What are you doing in here?"

"We should be the one asking you this. This is our territory, not yours." Colin pointed out, crossing his arms.

"Not for too long." One of the men stated.

"What does that supposed to mean?" Alex asked.

"We mean that you're failing apart. You're lucky enough that we didn't already took over your precious Ganton." One of the men answered.

"It may suprise you, or not but with CJ back in Groove, we're going to rise again." David said.

"And now, get out of here." Colin added.

"We'll let Jeffrey and Russell know about the talk we had here." One of them said as Stan eyed the men that came here just a moment ago. He could see that a disgust grew on their faces, especially at the mention of this "Russell" guy. He assumed that they must've a history with that man and it wasn't a good one.

"Then you can send my regards to Jeffrey, as for Russell, you can tell that traitorous fuck that he can go fuck himself." David said.

"Oh believe us, we will." One of the men said.

"You're wasting yourself in that shithole gang, Dave. You should consider joining Ballas." The other man added.

"I will never join your shithole. I've been in Grove since it's creation, and I will happily die for it." David said.

The two Ballas members shared a quick glance with each other, and shrugged, before one of them spoke up, "Whatever you say, but as for you kid. Our offer still stands."

"No, thanks." Stan said to them both, which made the two Ballas members walk away from them, saying something to each other, quietly so nobody wouldn't hear them.

"Fucking Ballas. Offering a goddamn kid to sell drugs for them for clothes and food." Alex said, as he spat on the ground.

"Speaking of you kid. What the hell are you doing here, and where are your upper clothes?" Colin asked as he, David and Alex now focused their attention on Stan.

''I'm here because because I was banished from my town for not voting on a new school mascot, and why I don't have my upper clothes? They tore it apart, right before I was taken away from the town on a horse with a bucket on my head." Stan explained.

"What?" Colin asked, suprised by the answer. David and Alex looked confused just as he was.

"Then why didn't you vote, you wouldn't get banished then." Alex pointed out.

"I had to choose between a Giant Douche and a Turd Sandwich. I didn't like either of them." Stan said.

"Are serious with those options?" Alex asked.

"Yes." Stan answered with a nod of his head.

"... Okay..." Alex said, not knowing what to say, as he looked away for a second. He has never been in a situation like this before, "For how long were you in this town?"

"Three days." Stan answered, as David, Alex and Colin now fully focused their attention on him. Alex quickly turned back to him, it was that quick that Stan was suprised it didn't broke his neck.

'Three days?!" Colin asked, wanting to be sure that he heard it correctly.

"Yes." Stan confirmed with a nod of his head.

"Kid, you must be starving." Alex stated.

"A bit." Stan half-lied. It was more than just "a bit".

"Let us take you somewhere so, you can have something to eat." Colin said.

"Have you've even been in Binco?" David asked.

"Binco?" Stan asked.

"It's a clothes shop." David replied as he pointed behind him, "It's really close to us. Just walk forward for a moment and turn to the right."

"No. I didn't." Stan said.

"Then, let us take you there and but you a shirt, and a hoodie. You could use it, then we'll take you to Cluckin' Bell and buy you something to eat."

Stan opened his mouth to reply, but closed it before he said anything. He wondered if he could trust these men, and after a few short moments decided to go with them. He didn't know why, but he knew that he could trust these men, even though he met them just a moment ago. He nodded his head, saying the three men that he accepted their offer. It took them that long to get him a new clothes. It wasn't anything special. It was just a typical black hoodie. It wasn't as warm as his old jacket, but it was better than nothing, and a green t-shirt which had a small black pistol on it.

The place wasn't a big one. It only had a few tables. As they walked up to the he had stop to himself for chuckling at how ridiculous clothes of the men behind the counter were.

"Colin, Alex and David. It's good to see you here again. What do you want to order?" One of the men, which apparently knew these men really well asked.

"Same things as usual." David answered, as he looked down at Stan, "And what do you want, kid?"

It took a moment for Stan to choose, "I think It'll take number 5."

"And a number 5 large." David finished their order.

The man behind the counter nodded his head in understanding and said, "I'll let you know when your order will be ready?"

"We know that, Jerry." Alex smiled at him, before the four of them made their way to one of the tables and took their place.

They sat there in a short silence which was cut wen Colin asked Stan, "So, kid."

"Stan. My name is Stan." Stan introduced himself. He didn't had a chance to tell them his name, yet.

''Okay, Stan. What are you going to do now?" Colin asked.

"Honestly, I have no idea." Stan replied, honestly.

"You may stay with us. We will keep you safe from any harm." Alex offered as Colin and David nodded their heads in agreement.

"Drugs? Stan, we're staying away from that crap. Everything is does is ruining peoples lifes." Alex said.

"... Then, fine. I'm going to stay with you." Stan said, then asked, "Where do you live?"

"It's not too far from here.

"How long were you when you knew how to shot?" Stan asked.

"Dammit..." David said.

"You got us here, Stan." Alex stated as Stan smiled in victory at them.

"Fine. After this, we'll take you to Emmet where we will teach you how to shot." Colin said to Stan.

"Your order is ready!" Came Jerry's voice. Alex and David stood up from their seats and took their order to the table where everyone took what they ordered.

"We're lucky that Nathan is not here with us." Colin stated with a laugh after a moment of silence.

"He'd make me go bankrupt." David chuckled, before he took a bite of the chicken wing.

"Why?" Stan asked, holding a large hamburger in his hand, he was so happy inside that he finally had something to eat.

"We jokingly call him "Big Nathan". I think it may be enough for you." Colin answered.

"Oh, he's fat?" Stan asked with a small laugh at the nickname. If someone would call Cartman "Big Eric", or "Big Cartman", that person wouldn't end up well.

"Yeah. At first he found it annoying, but he had gotten used to it.

"I still don't know how a skinny person had a normal time in prison." Alex stated.

"Alex. I told you many times how I managed to have normal time there.

"Wait? You were in prison?" Stan asked, turning his attention to David.

"Yeah. I spent 4 years of my life in there." David confirmed with a nod.

"What did you do?" Stan wanted to know.

"Don't worry, kid. It was nothing serious. I just was caught when I was trying to steal a car, which was needed for one operation we were planning." David answered,

Stan heard Colin mutter to himself, quietly, "Poor Brian."

Not deciding to ask them who Brian was, Stan asked, "So, David. How was your time in prison, if what Alex is true, then it was normal."

"It was, mostly because I was placed in a cell with Roman Blake. We got along very quickly. He introduced me to his pals, Duncan Nelson and Alvin Murphy, and we got along too. After a month Roman asked me if I want to join them in their Cell 07 business." David began explaining.

"Cell 07?" Stan asked, confused by the name.

"Are trying to say that you were making drinks out of honey, and sold it as an alcohol to the inmates?" Stan asked, not believing in it.

"Yes." David confirmed with a nod.

"I assume that it didn't taste very good." Stan assumed.

"And it didn't, but It was prison, kid, not a 5 star hotel. At least it earned me a calm 4 years, even inmates from Ballas and Vagos left me alone, and it was the thing that was scarying me the most when I arrived there." David explained.

"Do you still have a contact with Roman, and the other two?" Stan asked, curiously.

"Alvin and Duncan are still in prison, but Roman was let out two months ago. He lives with his cousin who has a trailer renting business in Angel Pine. We talked a few times through the phone." David answered.

Stan was about to ask another question, but was interrupted when someone walked in the place and David, Colin and Alex didn't like the view of the people that walked in.

"Oh fuck, not them again..." Alex said as Stan looked towards the entrance to see who just came inside of this place. He gasped in shock because those people happened to be the police officers he saw a few days ago...

Hope it wasn't that bad. See you in another chapter.