Grand Theft Auto Knaksa
Chapter 10 'Deadly encounters'
(South Knaksa – Gracie's Apartment – two weeks after attack on the Mountain Thugs)
"Oh Fuck, Oh Fuck, Oh Fuck, OH FUCK YES! YES! FUCK MEEEEEEEEE!" Gracie screamed.
CT lay beside Gracie as both of them gasped for breath. The last two hours had been nothing but fucking, floor play, and more fucking. He felt Gracie scoot her back and ass against him as she let out a small satisfied moan.
"I take it that you're not going to be getting rid of me huh?" CT asked.
"Get rid of you? Why the hell would I do that? I've never had anyone who could fuck me into an orgasm before. You're better than a viberator," she said.
He smiled and kissed the back of her neck. His hands moved around her and felt of her stomach, but she moved them up until he was cupping her breasts. She sighed happily as he began gently kneading them and pinching their nipples.
"You know… My family is Catholic, and I know that daddy isn't going to want me to have a baby out of wedlock, and besides…" she started.
He surprised her by stopping his attention to her breasts and instead turned her around toward him and pulled her on top on his lap. He sat up and kissed her chin and then her mouth.
"I don't know if they're really going to be too impressed by me either. I'm not Italian, and I'm not exactly super wealthy either," he said.
"I don't think that daddy would care. He'll just want me to be happy, and I'm happy when I'm with you. I'm not just happy, but I feel safe," she said.
She leaned down and hugged herself against his chest. He rubbed her back and thought about that. She felt safe with him, but so had Kasey. Kasey had told him how many times she felt like she could go anywhere, do anything, and it would be all right because he was with her. In the end her faith in him got her killed. She had sided with him, and her father had ended up killing her because of it. Naturally the old bastard didn't see himself as the reason for her death. No, he placed that blame strictly on CT himself.
"Hey, where did you take off to huh?" Gracie asked.
She pinched his sides and it caused CT to grin a little.
"Thinking about things that's going on," he said.
"Still worrying about that asshole huh?" she asked.
He nodded. She shifted on his lap and he felt her head rest against his left shoulder. He began to wonder what it was she was doing when she kissed his shoulder and began to work toward his neck. He felt her teeth lightly nipping at him and then she moved toward his mouth. Her tongue snaked its way into his mouth and he felt it lightly wrestle with his own for a few moments. She then sat up and looked down at him.
"You're going to beat him, and you know the reason why you are," she said.
"Why's that?" he asked.
"Because, I don't pick losers," she said.
He let out a laugh and looked into her eyes. She had made the feelings of dread disappear for a while. He sat up and held her against him.
"So, what do we have time for?" she asked.
"Oh, we have an entire day too…" he started.
The phone went off and he rolled his eyes. He answered it only to hear the sound of someone cursing in Spanish.
"Alejandra what's wrong?" CT asked.
"Do you remember Julia?" she asked.
"Yeah, the woman who runs the 'laundromat' right?" he asked.
"Yes, that is her exactly. The same pricks who burned our bar to the ground have broken into her place of business and taken three of her girls. When she tried to stop them they attacked her. I do not know what they did to her, but I know from the sound of it…" she said.
Because she couldn't finish the sentence CT knew it was bad.
"All right, I'll take care of it," he said.
"Thank you, she is in St. Paul's Hospital, room 306," Alejandra said.
Gracie moved off of his lap and looked at him. She didn't say anything as he stood up and started to dress, but instead she stood behind him and brought her arms around his waist. He stopped and turned back toward her.
"Come back to me," she said.
He nodded and kissed her cheek.
"I plan on it," he said.
He grabbed his bullet proof vest, three grenades, his M 1918 Browning Automatic Rifle, and the M1911 .45 pistol before he headed out the door. He walked downstairs and looked at the Dukes. The car had finally gotten a much needed paint job, body work, and windows replaced thanks to the paint and spray he had been to. The idea of taking it out on a job wasn't something he was looking forward to, so instead he looked around. He didn't want to rip off a car from someone in the apartment complex, so he watched until he saw something that didn't belong here. It was a '91 beat up Emperor which had pulled up to the Burger Shot across the street. CT ran toward the restaurant and watched as a skinny woman walked in. The moment she was out of sight he jumped into the car and took off.
The sound of 'Fright Ranger's Sexy Vampire' filled the air and he quickly switched the radio over to KGON and heard Stairway to Heaven playing. He drove the beater toward the hospital and parked in one of the further back spots before he walked into the place and then up the stairs until he finally found Julia's room. The memory of the attractive, confident, and certain woman he had seen before was a stark contrast to the woman he saw now.
Julia's right eye was completely swollen shut, her lips was busted, he could see how swollen her jaw was, and besides that there was deep scratches on her thighs. He closed his eyes knowing what had happened to her.
"Don't be modest. We both know this isn't the first time something like this has happened to someone like me," she said.
"It doesn't make it anymore right," he said.
She laughed and although she looked like hell her laughter was musical and still beautiful.
"I never took you for a prince charming. Maybe if I had met one like you before everything else happened I wouldn't be in the life, but that doesn't matter right now. Right now three of my girls, my best girls are at the mercy of those sons of bitches," she said.
"Did they say what they had in mind?" he asked.
"Yeah, the bastards plan on breaking them. Those girls have spirit, lots of spirit, but I've seen assholes like that before. They're going to beat them, rape them, and then beat them again until they've completely broken them down into nothing," she said.
"Not if I can help it," he said.
"I think that you might be able to… One of my girls, she's got her cell phone on her. The thing automatically updates her Facespace account by posting where she is. Get on Facespace, go to her account, and then get them back," she said.
CT nodded and took a slip of paper that Julia had wrote the girl's Facespace address on for him. He walked down stairs and outside. He walked toward the Emperor and climbed inside of it. He thought for a moment and drove toward one of the cyber cafés in town. He pulled up next to the café and walked inside.
"Welcome to Twit's, don't spill your shit on the keyboards," the attendant said.
He walked over to a computer and logged in. After a few minutes he accessed Facespace and searched around until he found the girl's account. He looked for when she last checked in and it was five minutes ago at the Cumelot hotel. CT knew the place. It had once been an incredible hotel and spa, but it had closed about ten years ago. Once the place closed down it had began to go to pot. He pulled his phone out and logged off of the computer. He quickly dialed Jesús' number.
"What's up homes?" Jesús asked.
"I'm part of the LMC, at least honorary right?" CT asked.
"Yeah, that's right," Jesús said.
"Good, I need your help man. There's a group of assholes at the old Cumelot hotel, and they've kidnapped some working girls that works for a good friend of mine. Seems that these same assholes are trying to break the girls down, and I don't like that. I'm heading over there and I plan on misbehaving," CT said.
"Misbehaving sounds good. I'll get one of the hopefuls and see if any of the other brothers wants to join in. We'll meet you there," he said.
CT pulled up to the hotel after about ten minutes and walked toward six Freeway's that was parked on the west side of it. He saw Jesús standing with three other full members and two hopefuls.
"Do you know how many are in there?" Jesús asked.
"I know that my friend said there was eight men that came in, kidnapped the girls, and then beat the living shit out of her. I'm willing to bet that the number is a bit larger than that now," CT said.
"Okay, since we came here to do something, let's do something," Andrés said.
CT nodded and walked back toward the loading dock for the hotel. He checked the doors and found one of the garage doors opened. The seven of them snuck into the loading bay and made their way toward the door leading into the hotel. They opened it to hear a few voices.
"Nick, Tony told me that you went to the Laundromat, so what was she like?" a voice said.
"She was like velvet man. I've never knew a whore that felt like that before. She fought like a damn jaguar though," Nick said.
"Yeah, so what do you think about those girls you brought back?" the voice asked.
"The look good, should get a fair price out at Vinewood. I'm sure some porno company will pay high price for them, or we might sell them to a snuff producer," Nick said.
"Yeah, I'd like to get a piece of that blond before we se…" the voice started.
CT looked at the one named Nick as he pulled his M1911 .45 pistol and aimed it at the guys head.
"Say something motherfucker I dare you, I double fucking dog dare you," CT said.
The lifeless body of the other man lay on the floor between them.
"Who the fuck are you?" Nick asked.
"A friend of the 'whore' you raped you piece of shit," CT said.
"Where is her girls?" Jesús asked.
"Eighth floor, room 814, 816, and 820, but you won't get to them. The boss will cut you down before you even get.." Nick started.
CT slammed his pistol across Nick's face knocking him out. He then grabbed the man's hands and whipped the belt off of the other body and lashed them together. He turned around and looked at Jesús.
"Any chance we can give this asshole a serious case of road rash?" CT asked.
Jesús nodded and motioned for one of the hopefuls. They ran toward him and he directed him to take Nick outside, strap his arms to the back of one of the motorcycles and stay there with him. If he moved, shoot him, if he didn't then when they left they would ensure that he would get an interesting ride.
CT looked at the stairs and motioned for the others. They moved toward them and began to move up floors. When they got to the fifth floor they heard the sound of someone talking.
"Man, Nick hasn't checked in yet. I'm going down to see what him and Mario are up to," a voice said.
The body of the voice came closer and Nick moved toward him. He stepped closer and the floorboard creaked.
"Fuck someone's here!" the guy shouted.
CT shot him in the face killing the guy and seconds later they had several guys coming in from above him. CT shot several of them and moved slowly up the steps until they came out on the eighth floor.
"I don't know who you fuckers are, but you just bought a whole load of shit!" someone shouted.
CT grabbed one of the grenades, pulled the pin, and tossed it down the hall.
"OH FUCK GRENADE!" a voice yelled.
The grenade exploded and CT looked around the corner to see four dead bodies and two guys trying to crawl behind a couple of over turned room service carts. He quickly put a few bullets into them and moved down the hall. They heard whimpering from one of the rooms and opened the door to see someone with a girl held against him and a twelve gauge leveled out over her shoulder. He pulled the trigger, barely missing CT, but catching Andrés in the side. Andrés went to the ground and pulled his pistol. He fired a shot between the legs of the girl catching the man behind her in the balls.
"Fucking kill that Puta!" Andrés growled.
CT walked in the room to see the man holding himself.
"So long fuckwad," CT said.
He aimed his pistol at the guy and shot him through the throat letting him choke to death on his own blood.
CT walked toward Andrés and could see that the buckshot had tore his side up pretty good.
"Putas… Kill them man… Kill all of them…" Andrés said.
CT watched as the second in command of the LMC slipped away on the floor. He looked at Jesús who had his pistol drawn.
"Hey, hey girl," CT said.
The girl looked toward him. He could see how unfocused her eyes was and knew that she had been drugged, raped, and more than likely beaten several times before they got here.
"Hang out right here. We're going to get you and everyone else out of this shithole," CT said.
CT, the other three full members of the LMC and the one hopeful began going to the rooms and killing off the guards in them until they came to the first of the three rooms Nick had told them about. CT opened the door and saw a red head, the same red head which had first greeted him when he went to Julia's Laundromat, tied over a bed screaming. CT looked at the bastard behind her and before he could say a word CT shot him between the eyes. He walked in and untied the girl.
"Are you okay?" he asked.
"They've got Amber and Jenny somewhere in here," she said.
"Don't worry, we're going to get them out," he said.
"Give a fucking gun. I'm going help," she said.
He looked at her and pulled out a 9mm he had taken off of one of the dead guards. She cocked it and walked behind him with the gun in her hand. The next room was much the same as the room she had been in. They quickly shot the man torturing the brunette, who was Jenny, and released her. The last room however had six men waiting inside of it. CT pulled the Browning Automatic Rifle and unloaded on the first five. He turned toward the last one who was holding a short haired blond against him. The girl wasn't whimpering, but instead she was shouting that she was going to tear his balls off.
"Come another step closer and I'll slit this bitch's throat," he said.
"Now, maybe we can talk about a dea…" he began
The red head shot him between the eyes before he had a chance to slit her throat. The man fell back and the blond ran toward the red head and kissed her deeply.
"Jessica you all right baby?" Amber asked.
"Yeah, I'm fine," she said.
"Thanks… Hey, you're the guy that talked to Julia a few weeks back aren't you?" Amber asked.
"Yeah, I thought that I would help her out," CT said.
"Thanks. These sons of bitches have got a lot of girls locked up in here. Seems that they've been running a human trafficking business for a while, but they just started in Knaksa. I heard someone say they're actually from Vice City," she said.
"I know, and I know who they work for. He's on my list," CT said.
"When you go after him call us. We all want a piece of his ass," she said.
First to SlayerDarth and Metal Harbinger Thanks for reviewing the story. This is for you and everyone who's read the story, but hasn't reviewed yet. I say yet because I'm certain they want to review it at some point. Okay... FaceSpace is of course a parody of Facebook, St. Paul's is actually a parody of St. Jude's. I went with St. Paul because of Paul Mccartney, and his son Hey Jude. This chapter was fairly action packed, but I did want to build a little on CT's relationship with Gracie. Although girlfriends have been introduced in San Andreas, and was going to be introduced in Vice City originally, none of them have really seemed somewhat serious with the exception of Niko and Kate. But even on that level Kate hadn't really reached a real high level with Niko. So, I figured what the hell and show Gracie and CT being a couple together. Then again since this is GTA we are almost guaranteed that it won't end well. Naturally if you guys want to make suggestions, want to see something specific, or anything else just say it in the reviews or shoot me a PM.
LF