LOS SANTOS FOREST/2 DAYS LATER:
PACKIE'S POV:
Another shootout. We are trapped in ANOTHER fuckin shootout.
These guys were obviously some of David's more trained men, they all had huge MG guns, and had some of the craziest aim I've seen.
I managed to kill a few, but the rest were in too good of cover, even for Niko's grenades and Johnny's RPG.
And above all else. Where the hell was Michael!? It's not like him to be gone for so long, especially without telling us where he was going.
He told Carly. But ONLY Carly. Not anybody else..
Not even me.
He tells "everything" to me.
But Carly said it's family related, so it makes sense why he wouldn't tell me. Not really my business.
He better be back soon though. Cause Niko is right. We need EVERYONE in this.. These men aren't screwing around, it's getting even MORE dangerous than usual.
Packie continued shooting at the enemies, they were in too good of cover to actually hit, it was more of a scare tactic in a way.
They fired back at him, badly damaging the tree Packie was hiding behind, he had a moment of fear, but it passed, this wasn't the time for fear.
"NOBODY FUCKS WITH DAVID ERICS!" One of the enemies shouted from off view, as the rain of bullets continued.
"What!? I didn't quite catch that! Too many noises!" Packie cried sarcastically, while running over to better cover. A large bolder that Gordon was also behind.
"Sure it's a good idea to be taunting them?" Gordon asked.
"What more can they do.. They already have us trapped here" Packie replied while reloading his AK47.
"What the hell do we do now!?" Trevor cried while shooting his combat shotgun at them from behind a fallen tree.
"Stay calm Phillips.. Remember this is only part A.. Niko and Franklyn are trying to flank them! Just keep them busy!" Carly told him, firing her Carbine at them.
"Well.. They better fuckin hurry!" Johnny cried, firing his M16 at the same time.
"And where's Dash!?" Gerry cried.
"She fell behind a bit, but she'll be here, she always is" Packie insisted.
MEANWHILE IN THE SAME FOREST:
It is shown that one of the reasons Dash fell behind is cause she was attacking a group of Alturists, who were assaulting an unarmed man, and Dash, being that kind of person, decided to save him.
She has successfully killed all but the last two before MORE showed up and overpowered her, preparing to execute her with her own gun along with some other things to be done to her, when suddenly the one with her gun had a bullet hit him from behind, wait the head.
The others turned around only to be violently shot at, and Dash grabbed a switchblade, similar to Carly's, and violently stabbed the last two.
After they were dead, Michael revealed himself, asking if she is okay.
"Where were YOU all this time!?" Dash chuckled.
"Uhh... Not important" Michael said nervously.
Dash wanted to question him on this, but truth was, she didn't really give a shit, so she allowed it to slide.
"Come on.. The others are probably worried about us" Michael insisted.
"Hold on.. Lets at least help that man" Dash insisted.
"Fine.. But quickly" Michael replied, following her to the man they helped.
However, Dash made a shocking discovery.
"D -Dad!?" She cried, instantly uncomfortable.
"H -Hello Dash.. Still so pretty I see" He replied.
Michael, having heard what happened, suddenly pointed his Carbine rifle at the man.
"You sick bast-"
"Michael. Wait" Dash said, pulling him back gently.
"Hey.. He ruined your life.. Remember" Michael cried.
"I know.. But.. D- Don't kill him... It won't salve it" Dash insisted.
Michael had a long pause before saying "Guess your right.. What do we do?"
Dash stared at him, and gathered he probably suffered enough. He was brutally beaten and covered in knife scratches. She will know what FULLY happened to him, but she didn't care.. As Amanda says "Whatever they did to you, you deserved it".
"Let's just go.. He suffered enough" Dash insisted, having trouble looking.
Michael, seeing the hurt in her eyes and knowing how hard this must be, gave her a hug, and she soon cried into him.
"C -Can we just get out of here?" She asked tearfully.
"Of coarse" Michael replied.
And so they left, both deciding to keep what happened here to themselves.
