Life is complicated

Chapter 7: Ancelotti chase

Here's the next chapter, ladies and gentlemen. It is much longer than it the previous chapter, and it is now quite late where I live. I published this chapter and now I wish you all goodnight. Happy reading, folks.


Niko groaned as he held his hands against his head as pain shot through his entire body. He blinked his eyes a few times to get his vision back to see he was inside Packie's smashed comet, outside of the Angel of Death's clubhouse. He turned towards left to see Packie sitting unconscious in the driver's seat. "Hey...Packie, you all right?"

"..." Packie did not respond.

Niko left him for now and proceeded to get out of the car before it blew a fuse and caused them all to blow up sky high. He attempted to open the door, but it would not budge, forcing Niko to rely on his strength to get them out of here. He moved in a different position and kicked the door a few times until he finally broken off.

Niko groaned as he stepped out of the car and had to rely on the car to keep himself up when his legs were slightly injured. Nevertheless, he proceeded over towards the other side of the car and was able to open the driver's seat door with any trouble. He placed his hand upon Packie's shoulder and shook him a few times in an attempt to wake him up. "Packie...Wake the fuck up...Packie!"

"..."

"Oh, fuck." Niko mumbled as he grabbed Packie by his arm and yanked him out of the car and placed him onto his back, knowing he was going to have to carry him out of here. He continued doing so until he got towards a brick wall and set Packie down for a moment.

Now that the duo were out of harm's way, Niko made his way back over towards the half-destroyed Comet to retrieve their weapons that they got from Little Jacob. After all, they needed them if they were going to take out the Ancelottis, and after their encounter with a car full of them moments ago, there was sure to be more.

Niko did not have the keys to open the trunk and was forced to open with his bare hands that did not take much effort. He grabbed the few grenades and the two pistols and placed them into his pockets, and carried both the AK-47's as he ran towards Packie. He knelt to the Irish man whom was now fully awake, but he groaned as he rubbed the back of his neck.

"Oh, fuck, me, what a ride." Packie admitted whilst continuing to rub the back of his neck for a moment or so. He was able to stand up under his own strength and accepted one of the AK-47's and one of the pistols from Niko, but before long, his eyes focused upon his car. "My car! Niko, my fucking car!"

"Sorry about that car, man." Niko apologized while he kept an eye out for anymore Ancelotti reinforcements that were likely to arrive if they did not get a move on soon.

"My fucking car, Niko!" Packie shouted, wanting nothing more than to unleash his anger out on something now that he lost his car. "Do you have any idea how much that fucking cost?! Eighty-five-fucking-thousand dollars that cost!"

"Packie, I'm sorry about the car, but we need to get going before any more of them show up." Niko admitted, carefully surveying the area for any more henchmen. He looked up the road that went past the clubhouse when hearing tires screech, and around the corner came more PMP 600's. "Fuck!"

Niko and Packie jumped for cover behind the concrete walls in the nick of time when three PMP 600s blocked the road with their cars and exited their vehicles, armed with SMGS. The duo unleashed their automatic weapons at them, firing rapidly at anything they could hit. They were outnumbered and outgunned, but if they both worked as a team, they could win this. Heck, if they could fight off the entire LCPD with bags of money and fight through Russians, they could surely beat the weakest mafia family in this city.

The Ancelottis continued firing while some of them took cover behind their vehicles and blind fired towards their enemies. Niko and Packie were desperate to escape and did not intent to waste their ammunition on them.

Packie leaped out of cover for a moment and fired a few rounds towards the Ancelottis, managing to hit two of them before he jumped back down into cover again in fear of getting shot up. He was unsure on how they were going to get out of this, and turned towards his Serbia friend for advice. "Niko, what the fuck we going to do?"

Niko did not answer and instead, he leaned his head out of cover to see most of the Ancelottis were standing near their cars, and this gave Niko an idea. He placed his Ak-47 onto the ground for a moment and pulled out a grenade from his jacket pocket. "Packie, I got an idea, but we got to be quick. See the freeway over there?"

Packie followed to what Niko was talking about to see the alternative road that took them up to the freeway. Surely he was not expecting them to try and run over there, was he? They would be completely exposed, and no way in the world would the Ancelottis miss. Nevertheless, he decided to ask. "Yeah, I see it. Why?"

"When I give the word, we make a break for it!" Niko instructed in a fast tone as he cocked the grenade pin and threw it towards the Ancelottis. With good aim, Niko was able to get the grenade under one of the cars, and this was sure to cause destruction.

One of the henchmen spotted the grenade rolling under their cars and quickly dived out of the way for cover by jumping into a dumpster. "Fuck! Grenade!"

The other henchmen did not get the chance to react quickly enough when the grenade exploded, blowing up almost all of their cars in the process and blasting away half of their men. Those who survived were too gazed to move and mainly focused their attention on finding their weapons rather than focused on killing their targets.

Taking their chance now that the Ancelottis were no longer after them, Niko and Packie moved out from their covering spot and sprinting over towards the road that would take them up the freeway. The weapons Niko carried slowed him down a little, but due to his training in the army, he was able to keep running at a fast pace without needing an breath yet.

By the time the Ancelottis had recovered, they were too late and their enemies had already escaped. The remaining henchmen retrieved their weapons and proceeded to chase the duo on foot and followed them up the road to freeway. They did not intend to fail the old man a second time and made haste to keep up with them.

While the Ancelottis made their way over towards the freeway road, two of them stopped and focused their attention over towards the stairs that led down into the river below when they heard footsteps. A large man completely drenched in water emerged from the stairs and began walking over towards the two henchmen staring towards him. Anthony shook himself off a couple of times and adjusted his tie across his neck.

"Hey, it's Anthony." one of the Ancelotti henchmen greeted, feeling somewhat lucky that they just ran into the right person they were going to need in order to catch their enemies. "Man, you look bad."

"Hey, Mr. Big, the boss wants us to go after those assholes that kidnapped his daughter. They just ran up there." the second Ancelotti henchmen debriefed the situation towards the large man, but before long, he and the other henchmen picked up the pace to keep up with the rest of their men, knowing they were going to need every man possible in order to defeat them. "Come on! Let's get after them!"

Despite just being in a car accident and having to swim back to land, Anthony was loyal to the don and would prove this by killing the two who kidnapped his daughter. He ran with the two henchmen up the road to the freeway, running as fast as his legs would carry him. One of them tossed him a combat pistol for him to shoot with as they continued pursuing their targets.


Niko and Packie continued running through the streets of Liberty City as the Ancelottis were not too far behind and constantly shot at them every one and a while, but as luck would have it, they kept missing. The duo ran for as fast as they could, but eventually, they were going to need to stop and get their oxygen back before it was too late. Niko was out of ideas, but lucky for him, his Irish friend had an idea this time for them to escape.

"Niko, follow me, my boy." Packie said as he tugged his arm and ran towards the subway entrance that may be their only hope of escaping. "I got a plan."

"The subway station again?" Niko inquired, recalling the last time they were forced to go underground that ended up with them running down the subway tracks and Packie almost getting hit by a train. Nevertheless, Niko was desperate to escape and followed his Irish friend down the stairs.

The Ancelottis caught up to their recent location a few seconds and noticed they were nowhere to be seen. They began to surveillance the area around them for a few seconds, realizing there was no way that the two could have got away from them that fast on foot. One of them eventually discovered their little escape attempted and ran down the stairs into the subway. "They're in the subway! Let's go!"

Niko and Packie did not stop to buy any ticket and leaped over the ticket barriers. A guard in the area was about to stop them, but once he met the end of their rifles, he backed off and ran away to either get some reinforcements or just simply run for his life. The duo waited by the station for a moment or so, praying a train would arrive and second now before the Ancelottis caught up to them.

"Where's a fucking train when you need one?" Packie wondered, anxious to get out of here as soon as possible.

Niko shifted his attention over towards the opposite subway platform for a moment when he saw familiar faces in suits run down the stairs. He grabbed Packie and pushed him out of harm's way before he himself took cover behind a support column. "Shit!"

The duo did not have much cover and tried their best not show any body parts as the Ancelottis unleashed their rounds towards them rapidly. Fortunately, luck had favored Niko and Packie when a train arrived at their station, shielding them from the bullets the Ancelottis fired and giving them the perfect opportunity to escape.

"Into the train, Niko!" Packie told as he ducked for cover and jumped inside the train, Niko followed closely and did the same.

It did not take long for the train to get moving, and as luck would have it, the train did not take long to get on its way out of here. They were unsure if this was an automatic controlled train or not, but nevertheless, they kept their heads down as the train speeded down the tunnel, saving them from the Ancelottis. The henchmen rapidly fired their shots towards the train before it was out of their sights, but their bullets did not effect and the train had escaped.

"Fuck me!" one of the henchmen swore and threw his gun at the ground in frustration for losing their targets.

"We might be able to cut them off at the station if we tell some of the guys!" the second henchmen suggested, quickly turning around and running back up the stairs in search for a payphone. "Let's go!"

Niko and Packie never felt so relieved to get out of that situation on one piece. The duo sighed in relief as they sat on opposite sides in the train seats, setting their rifles down beside them. They were both so lucky to get out of there alive, and now this was more of the reason to find Giovanni and kill him behind he killed them.

"That was...Too fucking close." Packie admitted whilst panting to get his breath back after running for so long. Unlike his Serbian friend, Packie did not always go on jogs and was not use to running as quick as Niko could.

"Zbrkano kao obično (="Messed up as usually")." Niko agreed, speaking in his native language. "We need to be more careful. We have to take out the Ancelottis."

"Some back up is what we need, Niko." Packie suggested, fearing the duo would not be able to take on the entire Ancelotti army on their own without any assistance.

Niko thought about his suggestion for a couple of moments, knowing he was right about them going to need some help in order to bring down an entire organization. Sure, Niko may have defeated the Pegorinos but they were nowhere near as powerful as the Ancelottis. Heck, they were not even on the commission with the old families. "I know the right people who can help me. When we get somewhere safe, I'm going to make some calls."

"Sounds like a plan. Let's just try and get back to the apartment before we get our army together." Packie replied as he set down his rifle and proceeded towards the next train carriage.

"Where are you going?" Niko inquired.

"No-one else is on the train. I got to take a piss." Packie replied as the doors to the next carriage opened automatically for him. He did not want Niko staring at him while he needed to bathroom and proceeded to the next carriage for some privacy.

Niko merely nodded his head as he leaned back with his arms folded together. He checked his rifle while he waited and took out the ammo clip to check how many rounds he had left in case he needed to reload. He had ten shots left inside, meaning he would need to reload if he got into another firefight. He certainly was thankful that he had those extra clips and pistols in his pockets.

After waiting for at least five-minutes, Niko could not help but wonder why Packie was taking so long to return. Surely it did not take that long to go to the bathroom nowadays did it? They were on a train on their own, of course, but Niko decided to check up on his Irish friend just to be certain, and hopefully, Packie would not be annoyed if he came in while he was still taking a piss.

Niko walked through the automatic door into the next carriage, and was about to speak until his eyes met something familiar that caused him to freeze for a second. He watched in shock and anger for a moment when he spotted Anthony Ancelotti on the train with them, holding Packie against the train wall in his strong grip as he kept both of hands around his neck and slowly choked him until he was dead. How he got on the train in the first place was a mystery, but he would have to be dealt with, and this time, for good.

Niko had to act fast in order to save his friend and did not attempt to run back and grab his rifle. He also did not seem to remember that he was carrying two pistols in his pockets that he could use to just end him right now. Without thinking, Niko spotted an empty green liquor bottle lying near his foot and made haste to retrieve it and use it as a weapon in order to attack Anthony.

"Ahh!" Niko growled as he ran behind Anthony who was still not aware of his presence. That was until Niko had attacked with a melee weapon. Niko smashed the bottle directly against Anthony's skull, but to his surprise, it did not look like in injured him in anyway, and instead, annoyed him.

Anthony dropped Packie out from his grip and now focused his attention towards Niko. He swung a fist towards Niko whom was able to dodge and deliver to punches towards Anthony's stomach. Anthony attempted to hit Niko again, but missed, and Niko hit him once again in his face.

"That all you got?!" Niko taunted him.

Anthony grabbed Niko by his jacket and pulled him up from his feet with his strength and picked Niko up over his head. His incredible size and strength allowed him to whack Niko against the train ceiling a couple of times without much effort until he finally decided to throw Niko all the way over to the end of the carriage.

Niko groaned in pain as he hit the carriage door that he came in from back first, followed by a sickening thud upon impact. He quickly got himself back onto his feet, despite the pain he just endured. He waited until Anthony got close before he punched him yet again in his body, but Anthony acted as if did not hurt him one bit. Instead, Anthony grabbed Niko by his neck and pinned him against the window, slowly choking him in a similar way he did to Packie moments ago. Niko groaned for oxygen as Anthony tightened his grip against his throat and attempted to get free by punching Anthony across his face twice.

The huge man slowly began to choke Niko and prepared to finish him once and for all this time. He may have escaped from him in the apartment and during the car chase, but he was determined to finish his job this time. He raised a slight grin across his face whilst continuing to cut off Niko's oxygen support and make him suffocate to death.

Niko was losing oxygen fast, and knew he had to do something soon before Anthony finished him off. Hitting him was no use, and he knew Packie was unable to help when he saw him in the corner of his eye at the end of the carriage, lying there motionlessly. He shifted his attention towards the seat below him to see yet another empty green liquor bottle lying on the seat below him while Anthony held him against the window.

In one last attempt to save himself, Niko leaned his right hand down as much as he could until his fingers touched the bottle that was now in his reach. He gripped the bottle as hard as he could and raised it in the air before smashing it directly off Anthony's face.

Finally, Anthony had let him go once the impact of the bottle hit his fact, and by the looks of his face, it looked like it hurt him. He did not make any sound whatsoever. Instead, he clutched his face as he turned away from Niko.

Niko coughed for air a couple of times now that he was free, but he was desperate to finish off Anthony before he recovered. He gripped his hands up against the rail bar attached to the ceiling that usually had handles attached to them for passengers to hang onto, and used it to push himself forward and kicked Anthony closer towards the window he was facing, causing him to spin around with his back facing the window.

"I'll cut off your fucking head!" Niko shouted as he charged towards Anthony and shoved him as hard as he could towards the window. He got Anthony towards the window as close as he could, and delivered one punish into the stomach, then one to the face, and with one final kick, he sent Anthony flying back and caused him to smash through the window and out of the subway carriage.

Niko took a couple of breaths as he ran towards Packie for assistance to check if he was permanently injured in anyway, or worse, dead. He grabbed Packie and helped him sit down on one of the chairs, and to his relief, Packie was alive. "Hey Packie, you all right?"

"Fuck...Guy could have pulled my head off if it weren't for you." Packie admitted, showing his full gratitude towards Niko for saving his life yet again. "You're a fucking saint, Niko. Why is the big fucker, anyway?"

"He won't be reaching destination early, let's just say that." Niko answered, but decided to get up and get his rifle back to make sure Anthony was not on this train alone. "I'll go and make sure there's no-one else here."

"I'll go and search the other way." Packie replied, following Niko back into the previous carriage to get his own weapon. After what happened just, he certainly was not going anywhere without a gun anytime soon.

The duo retrieved their guns and proceeded to survey the rest of the train for any more Ancelottis, but thankfully, Anthony must have arrived here on his own, and with him gone, they were safe...For now, anyway. They did not wish to take any more chances and planned to get off at the next station, and get the hell out of Algonquin and back to Alderney. They had to take out the Ancelottis before they got into another situation like this one again.

In the subway tunnels, Anthony Ancelotti lied on his back for a few seconds in the center and in-between both train tracks until he finally got back onto his feet under his own strength. He did not seem to have any injuries on across his face after being smashed by a bottle, and also did not look injured from being kicked out of a speeding train. He did not say anything, and proceeded to walk his way down the tracks until he discovered a way out. He brushed off his clothes and readjusted his tie whilst his face showed no emotion to the situation he just came out of.


The train Niko and Packie were passengers on had eventually stopped at the next train station. The duo grabbed their weapons and picked up the pace to get a move on before more Ancelottis showed up. They had no trouble getting out of the subway this time since they did not encounter any more guards in the area and were out of there without any trouble.

During the journey on the train, Niko had phoned Marcus for a lift for multiple reasons: stealing a car would attract unwanted attention, getting in a taxi when they had weapons would not end well, and Marcus's car had dark windows that were hard to see through. The second they were outside, Niko was relieved to see Marcus inside his grey Cavalcade, pulled alongside the sidewalk. "Packie. There's our ride."

Niko got into the back seat behind the driver's seat, and Packie got into the back seat also on the opposite side. Both of them set their AK-47's down, and Niko were the one to give them him his destination. "Marcus, we need to go Mahesh Avenue in Alderney City."

"You got it." Marcus agreed, making haste to get a move on once he heard Niko's situation with the Ancelottis.

The trio remained silent during the ride to their destination and tried to enjoy the ride there. Niko and Packie were unsure on how they were going to find Giovanni, but for now, they needed to get back to somewhere safe and lay low for the rest of the day.


That's it for this chapter. Niko and Packie narrowly escape death from the Ancelottis and are now heading back home in order to make their next plan of action in order to bring down the Ancelottis. Chapter 8 coming soon.