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Ivan

He stared out the window as they drove. Even though he'd been here for months he was still intrigued by the place every bit as much as he had Liberty City. Neto had his MP3 player going and the song Mi Camarada by Sir Dyno played as they drove out of Rancho. They were all ripped as fuck. They'd just come from the bar. Neto could see a police car at the next light so he pulled into an alley deciding they should sober up. They just sat there in the car waiting until each of them sobered up or at least until he did. "So...you were in the KBG...what exactly was that like? I mean really? And you were pretty young to be one, right?"

"Yes I was one of the youngest but I was starting. I have a half brother and a half sister somewhere in this country. I'd heard my sister is out here somewhere."

Neto asked, "Yeah, you know we learned all about the cold war too same as up here but we weren't part of that shit. How is it that your papi had a relationship with another woman...your mom and yet his wife was okay with it? Is that a KGB thing? Don't get me wrong I've known people like that who had it like that but usually it was rich dudes in both the US and Mexico people expect monogamy most times que no? Christian values and all."

Ivan chuckled. "My parents were not christian, friend. Part of being a communist is not believing in God. We viewed the church as a tool of the ruling elite to keep the peasants in their place. That's part of why the Bolshevik uprising was against the Orthodox Church. We saw it as something that the Czar benefited from. Anyway, part of their cover, as KGB agents was to have to sleep with Americans in high places. Get them to let their guard down. Get information out of them."

He sighed as he told them this story. "So my father..he had a child, me from one of these affairs. When you think about it I am half American. I spent the first sixteen years in this country so I was even a citizen by birth but came from a Soviet father who had done a great job at pretending to be an American citizen. That was the whole point of KBG sleeper cells. To blend in. We were the best. We got a lot of information the IAA never wanted us to know about. Or the FIB for that matter. My mother was killed in a shootout with the FIB in 83' when they went after my father, and his wife. My father..he had a best friend and next door neighbor in the FIB and that man was known to have affairs himself so he did not judge my father when he had an illegitimate child from an affair. So him and my new mother took me in she became as my mother. It is easier for a man to have a child others may not know about in secret than for a woman to hide. That's not to say I never met my brother and sister before that. I pretty much knew them my whole life but my father told them I was a cousin instead and that my mother and father had died when I was little. He was good at deception."

Neto and Mai were both very interested. They listened to him in silence. "My mother..my new one I mean..how you say...step mother? Two years before this, she had also had a relationship with a black power militant from the projects in D.C. and my father was even in on this they did not see these extra marital affairs as cheating but as part of their jobs. The KGB was trying to make alliances with activist groups that were not satisfied with the system. This black man we called him Uncle Greg. Me, my older sister and my little brother. We knew he was no uncle but we treated him like one. Him and my step mother pretended that they were not in a relationship for the sake of kids. He was one of the few Americans that knew our Soviet ancestry but he was killed the same year by the police in a shootout due to his anti police brutality protests,."

He admitted, "This is part of why I came to this country. I should not be telling anybody this but I trust the two of you and I have already told our other friend this when we were taking care of his gunshot wounds" He meant Paul. "In 1989 my parents assassinated a politician. The Soviet Union was desperate after the fall of the Berlin wall. We were a bankrupt nation after the arms race. I helped them. My second mother was killed by the Capitol Police. My father was arrested both after they got me out of the country. My father was wounded in a gunfight and taken into custody from what I hear. Supposedly FIB turned him over to IAA to get him to try and flip on any other illegal aliens who were in the cells. It got shut down by the end though."

He looked at Neto then at Mai. Then at the clock near the radio. About twenty minutes had passed. "I'm here in the states to look for my father. There is no reason why he should have still been in government custody this long. It's been twenty four years. They didn't execute him. The Cold War is over. I do not know why they would still keep him."

He looked back out of the window. "I hear..my older half sister became a politician out here. I know we are allowed to write to our congressmen and senators but I do not know what to say just yet. I haven't seen her since my last time being in America. She had an activist tendency when I was growing up. Right now I want to find my father without having to get in touch with her. I'm using my connections from people I met on the east coast. A lot of these men in the mob are former Soviets themselves so maybe they can help me find out where my father is so I can bust him out of custody."

Neto had sobered up and he started the car again. "We're gonna help you any way we can ," Mai told him. "If I have to do a few jobs for those Russian mob guys like you I will too. If you give me an introduction."

He warned her, "That's not such a good idea. i'm not so sure I trust the man I am working for but they are my countrymen I know how to deal with them."

"If I could handle a bunch of Islamic radicals in a third world country I can handle Russian mobsters. You don't have to protect me I can take care of myself. They're a bunchy of out of shape guys eating caviar in front of cafes. They're nothing I can't handle."

He didn't like it. "Just sleep on it before doing anything. The difference between me and you is I need a favor from these people. This is why I started resorting to crime n the first place."

They stopped at a movie theater and all went in to go watch Capolavoro . They came out and Mai said, "What the fuck...I really don't get these artsy type of movies. That was a waste of time."

Neto agreed. "Yeah that was dull. At least the lonliest robot was entertaing. That shit was dumb."

They headed back but they got a call. Mai answered it. "What's up Lester?"

""Some business associates of mine have come to me with a little market saturation problem. I need you to extract a plane loaded with rival product and deliver it to Sandy Shores Airfield. I'd advise taking along a sniper if I were you. Convince me you're professional and I'll have more jobs like this. Oh, and get an apartment, something with space to prep properly. I don't like mistakes."

She responded, "Okay we'll do it but we just have to get a little rest we've been drinking and i don't think you want this done by anybody less than somebody 100% sober."

"That's true you'll need your heads on straight for this."

2008

Packie and Dwayne sat across from each other at a Clucking Bell. They were eating as they kept an eye out on their hustlers. Dwayne had his boys slinging near Star Junction. "Not a very good idea to have your guys slinging in such a busy area. The cops are all over the place. Never a good idea to hustle in one of the busiest spots downtown."

Dwayne sipped his Hepsi and told him, "It's all good son. Yeah the five oh is around i know but my boys are vigilant and they got their eyes out. You know how many tourists are in this city every day? A lot of them are looking to score. For these tourists, my boys got the pure shit and in the hood they rocked it up. We got whatever for whoever but we stand to make more being around here that's just a fact. You got your boys out there moving the shit in Purgatory right?"

"Yeah I've got gordon and a few other boys taking care of all the dives but we need to be more discreet and sit on most of what we took. If somebody knows about it they're going to come after us."

Dwayne took a bite of a biscuit. "We agreed to work together on this but you know the heat aint on my boys as much. If the wise guys know who you are and it was you that jacked them, they still gonna say McReary boys robbed them. The Hustlers, they don't know we had anything to do with it."

Packie was working on a chicken breast. "Look man, all I'm saying is even if this is a high demand area for party favors, this is still the busiest spot in Liberty City. All i'm asking is to have your boys move around a bit direct some of the traffic in a less busy area. The fiends will follow them no matter where they go. You've been away a while and you might not know how things are but I see corner kids getting arrested by Liberty City PD all the time."

"Look don't tell me about my business, I ran these streets for years and the Junction was just as busy before I got put away as it is now some things change some things stay the same. I ran Holland, Broker, Bohan, I aint no rookie."

"I'm not saying you are. But with any bust of even one of your guys, even if they got a stash spot if the cops get that we're fucked. Hell if they take even one of your boys off the street that's still about a grand less a day you'll be making."

Dwayne corrected him as he dipped his jo jos in ketchup. "A grand less we'll be making we split this remember you said we're partners. You shared the stuff with us we make profit and take some of the heat off you but if heat does come and one of my boys gets jammed up we both take a loss."

Packie sipped on his root beer. "You're right. Well...we should probably take a trip up to Purgatory see how Gordon's sure he didn't get pinched by Frankie's boys."

They got into Packie's sports car. "Yeah that's another thing man shouldn't we be more worried about you having a cop for a brother?" The Irishman admitted, "Trust me it's something I do every day. Any day he could bust me. But that's never going to be something you have to worry about. Ever since that little shootout in East Holland a couple months back with that Clarence Little guy getting wasted, he's steered clear of the ghetto."

He thought to himself about ow he wondered what he would do now that both Derrick and Ma was dead on top of Kate. Since he was behind it. He had to go visit Gerry soon and let him know what he learned that day at the funeral. Sure, they had only himself Gerry and Frankie left but it would only be right to avenge Derrick's death even if it meant killing one more McReary. After all it should have been him rotting in the ground not Derrick. Dwayne wiped his hands as they finished eating. Aigt son. Let's go see your peeps on the West Side then."

Paul

He was lounging in front of the TV. Sure, living in a motel wasn't ideal but at least it came with free cable and free ice. as just a number he didn';t know. He picked up. If they were going to play phone games he would go off on them. "Hello?"

"Is this Paul Leary? You're a friend of Neto? He gave me your number. He said you were looking for a little extra work?"

"That depends on who's asking," The guy responded, "Come out to Rancho and see me. You know who our mutual friend is. Come see me.

"Ok...I am in Rancho so where?" The gang member replied, "I'm on Innocence Boulevard a house just off there in Northern Rancho. You know the Back o Beyond apartments? I'm across the street from there."

Paul hung up the phone headed out the door. He headed out to where they were talking about.

Mai

She loaded up her M4A1 as well as an H&K PSG 1 Sniper Rifle. She went outside to see Ivan loading up the car, taking for himself an AK-12, a brand new Assault weapon that she assumed he had gotten from his contacts in the Bravta, as that weapon had only just this year been tested and approved for use in the Russian military and a shotgun, while Neto had an AK-47, old school like he had used in his cartel days. He also had a grenade launcher with him. They got into the stolen car. They began to head to fnd the plane.

Ivan was dropped off where the heli was which was not far from the stadium in South Los Santos. Now it was down to Neto and Mai. They waited in the car down below as Ivan got to the helicopter on the roof. Ivan called them and said, "Guys, I just got an idea! I'm going to fly to you! Gather our equipment and wait for me!" Neto asked him, "Why?" Ivan explained, "It'll be much easier when we have to land at the airport!" With that, Ivan began to land near them in the street.

They did as he asked getting their shit ready and Ivan pulled up with the helicopter and they got in. He began to lift off. "This thing is a monster it has machine guns and rockets. So if there's any trouble we should be able to handle it!" He shouted giving them each ear cover. "Is there parachutes in here?" Asked Mai. "Yes! There's four of them!"

With that they began to fly to the airport "You know how to use these thing, yes?" Mai told him, "Yeah! I did it during my tour," Neto told him, "Yeah the Madrazos got us well antiquated with helicopters and chutes. Just keep us covered, bro!" With that they dropped from the helicopter. Neto told her, "I think I should fly this one."

She asked him, "You sure?" The cholo nodded. "You drove the car, Ivan's flying the attack chopper so I should be flying the Shamal. I've flown plenty of planes full of white back and forth."

She sighed, "All right we'll do it your way but if you get incapacitated for any reason I can fly too. Me and my dad used to fly from Yankton all the way up to Alaska. We'd go there on vacation sometimes and people fly around Alaska a lot more than they drive."

They began to fly out to Paleto Bay and Ivan was behind them. Before long they reached the area. It was time to abandon the plane.

She dropped and he followed both deploying rainbow colored shoots. Mai steered the shoot best as she could to not land too close to the people or in the water. Mai got her H&K ready as she landed and Neto dropped down behind her. "Let me handle this one these guys are deep and there's a lot of them."

She aimed down on the black clad goons carrying automatic weapons focusing on the face of a Caucasian male with a shaved head and sunglasses wearing a black suit from Ponsorby's. She fired, the round obliterating his head. This alerted the gunmen instantly and she fired another hitting a second man with rounds to the chest, two piercing his chest plates but the first had killed him already. They returned fire with the automatics and Neto and Mai scurried to find cover.

There was several vehicles nearby the plane and Ivan fired a rocket towards the vehicles of gunmen blowing up three of the SUV's instantly. "You didn't forget about me did you guys?!" Ivan called. "Wouldn't dream of it!" Screamed Mai and Ivan turned the helicopter around to pick off the other cars easily destroying them. There was three men left and they were trying to fire at the helicopter with M4's but Ivan unloaded the machine gun rounds on the gunmen sweeping it over the beach. The men crumpled as the rounds shredded them. Neto got into the Shamal and Mai rode with him as they began to take off. They began to soar towards the Sandy Shores Airfield. "This would be a lot harder if you hadn't jacked that chopper, ese! Esten serio! Mai's sniper skills are sharp but these fuckers might have been more of a threat if we hadn't had that!"

They arrived at the field in good time and Mai told him, "We need to assault them on three fronts ust in case they try and disable one of the vehicles. We definitely don't want to lose the Shamal so bear with me," With that Mai grabbed the chute from the airplane and jumped out. She deployed it and Neto screamed in her ear, "There was only one of those so you better make it count! Loca chiquita!"

There was at least twenty men at the Sandy Shores. Mai was still a good distance from the landing strip and she could already see Ivan firing rockets at any vehicles he saw and he obliterated two of them. One of the men shooting down below screamed, "Those motherfuckrs have our product! Waste em!" They fired upon the plane and Neto had to circle around keeping it in the air until Neto and Mai cleared it out.

Mai drew down on a Salvadoran curly aired man wearing a black sports jacket carrying an M-16 who was firing like a maniac trying to hit Ivan and was spraying rounds at the cockpit. She fired and a huge hole was torn in the man's throat. He held his wound helplessly as he sank. Mai fired hitting another man in the side near the right rib cage. It was a turkey shoot since the men had nowhere to take cover from since Ivan was making sort work of their vehicles all though three of the gunmen were trying to duck down into the hangar. Mai dropped several more men before having to reload. Two gunmen had spotted her and were opening fire on the Asian woman with AR-15's. "I don't believe this! One of the people jacking us is a skirt?!"

She got her Assault Rifle out as she took a few rounds in the chest before she could reload the H&K. "Who cares let's get that bitch!" She fired from the ground aiming in the general direction but not exactly at them and she managed to hit one of the two with ten rounds in the stomach, a bald African American man standing at five ten. He gritted his teeth as he hit the dirt and the soil under him was turned red. "Get her Phil...! We paid Madrazo too much for us to lose it now!" He bled out but his partner went after Mai however she sweeped with rounds as she got up and hit the second gunmen in both thighs and his left knee cap as two rounds blew it out. The man shrieked hitting the ground as Mai followed up with another burst to his jaw. Neto called out, "Are you two nearly done? I can only circle back so many times and I don't think this thing has much fuel left!"

Mai reloaded the PSG 1 and aimed for the three men in the hangar trying to bring Neto and Ivan down. "What the fuck, Jonny stop shooting at the plane! You're gonna bring down the shit!" The guy growled, "That's better than letting him get away with it! I bet it was fucking Madrazo sending his boys to come double cross us so he walks away with the money and the cash!" The third drug smuggler added, "We didn't steal from Air Herler and buy from Madrazo only to have some Cartel cocksuckers steal it back!"

Johnny started to say, "Well then let's..." He never finished that thought as a round from Mai hit him in the left eye and blew a hole about the size of a fist in the back of his head as the round exited. Mai quickly hit the second guy wit a similar head shot, nailing him in the left temple decorating his brains on the hanger wall. The other guy tried to run but she got him in the back. Neto landed the plane and he exited the vehicle. He approached the man Mai shot who despite having a 7.62 round go through his back and out of his chest was alive but he was coughing blood and going into shock shaking and turning pale, groaning as his body began to twitch as he lost control of his nerves. He was still sentient but was unable to communicate and was unable to control his bodily functions. Neto fired his AK-47 into the back of the man's head. "That's for trying to drop me out of the sky..."

"All right," Mai said. "I'll call Les and let him know it's here. Let's get away from here before the Sandy Shores police get here."

Ivan beckoned to the chopper, "Much faster if we fly back to Los Santos, no?"

Neto agreed. "Orale. And when we do let's start looking for apartments."

So that's it for this chapter I'll show what happened with Packie and Dwayne in the next chapter and also Ioráhkote (Paul) starts to work for the VLA. Hepsi is a parody of Pepsi that Afro spirit came up with originally GTA had a pepsi parody too but Hep C is a lot funnier. GTA should use that actually. As for an apartment I wasn't sure if I was gonna have eac of them get their own apartment but in GTA Online you can have your friends stay at yours until they get their own place so do you think that's what I should do have the four of them live in one apartment? Cause with smaller jobs right now that's what they can afford. I think the next chapter I will also feature or try to have the set up for the first online heist too. I may change Paul's surname too. I just want to. Anyway so this was a short chapter but hopefully entertaining.

Stay tuned.