Chapter 4: Meet the Robbers
The way the timeline will work is that first Niko arrives to LS, this chapter takes place 3 days later, the Koopalings arrive 4 days after Niko, and finally the OCs arrives 1 week after Niko. Oh I also forgot that the correct credit goes to CharmeleonGirl46, I got her name wrong. Sry :P.
The small black car arrived at the Dorset Drive intersection. At the corner was the LifeInvader tech building. Niko got out first with Roman following him to the office door. A brown haired man with a short mustache was at the door smoking a cigarette, which was prohibited according to the signs inside.
"Can I help you?" the man asked the two cousins.
"Yes you can," Niko looked down at his name tag, "Rickie. You see, my cousin here had got an e-mail for a job interview that was supposed to be today.
"I just got fired today so I don't know how I could help you but I'll see what I can do," Rickie said with a smile.
He tapped on the door and a young blonde lady in a black shirt opened it. Rickie explained the situation to her. The three were let in; they followed the woman to the front desk.
The lobby was just plain with a white locker, a plant, and the company logo on the wall.
"I'll check our system," the lady said continued by a bunch of clicking, "That's odd. We don't have any record of sending any email to you."
"Let me help you," Rickie said as he went behind the desk and typed some more stuff in.
"Oh, I see," He finally said after a minute. He motioned Niko and Roman to door and whispered, "The email came someone unauthorized. I think I know who it is."
"Then what the fuck are waiting for? I don't have all day for this crap," Niko aggressively shouted.
"Portola Drive, De Santa Residence, Rockford Hills," Rickie squeaked.
"GODDAMNIT THIS BETTER NOT BE ANOTHER FUCKING JOKE OF YOURS OR I SWEAR TO GOD I WILL CUT YOUR HEAD OFF!" Niko yelled as he walked out of the building.
"Sorry about that; he gets this way when he's out of cola," Roman apologized to Rickie.
The Serbs got into the car and drove away fast. The tires were screeching as Nikon turned.
"I'm sick of this shit cousin! You got fucked over and you don't even get angry. God! Sometimes I wish you were more like me!" Niko screamed at Roman.
"Niko, please calm down. I'm sure this was a mistake. You don't need to go so fast," Roman stuttered. His heart was going at a speed he never felt before.
Once at the residence, Niko pushed the brakes so hard that Roman's face hit the glove box.
The mansion was two stories with an iron red-orange roof. There was a black Tailgater sedan parked in the teardrop slope driveway. The deranged man got out of the car and jumped the fence to the front garden.
"Niko, chill out, you're going to get killed by this madness," Roman said muffled by his hands covering his bloody nose.
A redheaded teenager walked up to Niko, "Hey man, what the hell are you doing jumping our-," Niko punched him in the nose; the kid dropped to the ground crying, "DAD! This fucking psycho guy hit me! DAD!"
A middle aged man came out of the double doors.
"What is going on here?" He shouted.
His white skin seemed to shine in the sun; he had light black hair, blue eyes, and was clean shaven. Wearing a spotless gray suit with a white shirt, he walked over to Niko; his fists clenched.
"What are you doing in here? Why are you punching my kids?" the wealthy man flamed as his son was rolling on the ground, nagging.
Niko was silently troubled with a question: "This man looks familiar," he thought, when he felt something under his shoe.
It was an envelope sent to a 'Michael De Santa'. By now, Roman had found a way to get himself over the fence.
Niko stopped his cousin and whispered to him, "What was the name of that infamous Midwest robber you were talking about?"
"Michael Townley was his name," Roman replied.
Niko's mind made sense of the whole thing. He remembered seeing his face from a leaked Bobcat bank security video that got deleted from the Internet. It was the wealthy man's face.
"What the fuck do you two want? Who are you?" Michael had yelled, this time he stepped closer to Niko.
Niko took a deep breath before speaking, "You are Michael Townley, it is you who is..WAS dead."
Michael started to sweat profusely, "You got the wrong person, buddy," he said.
"I'm not that stupid. I know who you are. I know what you did. And I know where you live," Niko spoke aggressively, "I bet you can say my name or at least know something about me."
Michael didn't know what to make of the threat. He recognized the intruder from manhunt posters. He knew that this person who punched his kid is a psychotic criminal, similar to himself. He knew that if he kept denying the truth, this lunatic could start some trouble. If he accepted the truth, he'd have to fill him in and partner with him. But even then, who knows what could happen?
"Niko Bellic! You are Niko Bellic of Liberty City" Michael responded.
The two shook hands.
"Pleasure to meet you, Michael," Niko said.
The two men apologized for their rude actions and Michael let them into his house, talked them into dinner, and later paid for a hotel room to sleep at. After nine years, Michael's secret was discovered by not his worst enemy but by a complete stranger. Michael decided to partner with the Serbian rather than kill him. He was afraid that Niko had connections to mafia, which would bring trouble. Mike also added the thought that this psychopath could help destroy any old threats, if needed. But something else made him feel like this wasn't the only odd thing that would happen.
The sunset was stunning; a new time had begun.