CJ drove through Garcia to find the Zero RC shop to his left. He parked his vehicle on the side of the road, grabbed his cup of orange juice, and hopped out. With enough money to pay for the property, he stepped into the shop and looked around.

"Yo Zero!" CJ called. "Zero! You in here?"

No reply.

CJ looked around the shop while sipping his orange juice.

"Zero!" he called. "Where you at?!"

Silence.

CJ checked in the backroom to search for the nerd. No sign of him.

Damn! he thought. Where he at?

CJ left the backroom and headed to the front door. But he stopped when he saw the deed on the counter.

This must be the deed Zero wanted me to sign, he thought.

So CJ picked up the pen next to the deed and signed it. He also pulled the money out of his pocket and left $30,000 on the counter. He figured he'd come back later. He did, however, wanted to find somewhere in which he could kill some time before returning. So he hopped inside his car and drove through the city once again. He searched for a place around town to spend some time in. As he drove through Garcia, he spotted a gym up ahead. CJ parked in front of the building and studied his slim physique.

"Maybe I could start my day with an hour and a half workout," he said to himself.

He hopped out of his car and walked inside the gym. Inside, it was replete with a dumbbell set, a treadmill, red and green flags hung on the walls, and a blue and red mat on the center of the gym, in which several citizens were practicing some martial arts moves.

"Ah, yeah," CJ exclaimed. "Time to get to work!"

CJ started on the treadmill. He wanted to start on the cardiovascular workout first so he would become more flexible when lifting weights. After twenty minutes, he went to the dumbbells. He did many bicep curls, tricep exercises, and shoulder presses. He also got to work on the bench pressing.

After working out for one hour, CJ decided to take a ten minute break and decided to train with the other fighters.

"So, you wish to become a warrior," one of the fighters told me in a Chinese accent. He was obviously the instructor.

"For sho', bruh," CJ answered.

"Okay," the instructor demanded. "Sho me what you got!"

CJ just stood there, confused as to what to do. He had no experience in martial arts, and he only made a casual martial arts pose. the instructor then came at CJ and performed his moves on him. CJ didn't get time to recover. Every time, he was kicked and karate chopped down to the ground. He felt embarrassed at this point.

Beaten by an old ass man, CJ thought. I'd rather have Catalina point the gat to my head.

"One rule of training, young one," the instructor told him. "Always have resilience."

So CJ got up and shook it off.

"Absorb with the eyes, young student, and you will learn!" the instructor told CJ.

He first showed CJ how to attack someone while running to them.

"Strike like an atomic cobra!" the instructor shouted.

The second thing he showed CJ was how to attack someone when down on the ground.

"Nothing clever here," he declared. "Just kick them while their down."

So CJ and the instructor spent about an hour of sparring. CJ, at, first, wasn't getting very good, but he soon started getting the hang of it after a while. Soon, he slowly developed his skills and became exhausted.

"Thanks for the lessons, man" CJ told the instructor breathlessly. "I'll come back some other time."

"Very well, young one," the instructor said. "By the way, I haven't caught your name."

"Carl Johnson," CJ told him. "But you can just call me CJ!"

"I'll see you another day, Carl Johnson," the instructor said, and CJ headed out of the door.

CJ felt sore from the workout and sparring. But he knew it was all worth it. After all, he needed the extra stamina to work on his missions. When he hopped inside his parked car, he heard his cell phone ring. He pulled it out of his pocket to answer it.

"Hello?" CJ answered.

"Carl, it's Zero," he heard the nerd's voice answer over the phone.

"Oh, hi, Zee," CJ replied. "You weren't around when I sighed the deed."

"Yes, I know," Zero answered. "I was on a dangerous reconnaissance mission - deep into enemy territory!"

"Uh... yeah, right, sure," CJ replied dryly. "Whatever you say. I should come and have a look at the business, y'know."

"Oh, of course, of course," Zero said. "I'll have to tidy up a bit. This place is such a mess!"

"Don't worry about it," CJ told him. "I'll drop in soon."

So CJ drove straight down Garcia street and parked his car in front of the shop. He hopped out and walked inside the shop to see Zero behind the counter.

"Hey, whattup, Zee?" CJ greeted.

"Nothing is up, Carl," Zero answered staggering gloomily towards the counter. apart from my blood pressure, and the imminent collapse of my hopes and dreams.

"Why?" CJ asked.

"As usual," Zero started, "the forces of darkness have triumphed over good. Life is nothing but misery, briefly interspersed with agony."

"Homie, what you on?" CJ asked. "Whatever it is, you need to reduce the dosage."

"Excuse me, but I never take drugs," Zero protested. " We all know drugs are for losers, and/or sex maniacs. And right now, sex is the last thing on my mind."

"Thank God for that!" CJ answered.

"Berkley is back!" Zero answered astonishly.

"Ooohhh. Berkley," CJ answered in a mockingly surprised tone.

"Yes," Zero answered.

CJ stared back at Zero sideways for a few seconds.

"Who the fuck is Berkley?" he finally blurted out.

"Just a man I once beat in fair competition," Zero answered. "A man literally obsessed with revenge."

"Oh, you put hands on him?" CJ asked.

"No, please," Zero protested. "I never initiate violence."

"Oh, I know - you knocked his bitch!" CJ answered.

No," Zero replied dryly. "I won the prize in the science fair. First prize, that is."

Duh! CJ thought. He just told me! Why the fuck did I even answer that question to begin with?! I'm such a fucking idiot!

"And now he wanna pop you?" CJ asked.

Zero just nodded. CJ turned back and tossed his head back laughing.

"And they say gang bangers is petty and small minded!" CJ exclaimed. Just then, something started bleeping.

"Hey, what's that bleeping sound?" CJ asked.

"That's him!" Zero answered. "We shall fight to the end! Come with me!"

Zero lead CJ to the backroom and up the stairs. The two made it onto the roof of the shop, which had three transmitters.

"Berkley's launched a full-scale attack!" Zero announced.

"This is insanity!" CJ replied.

"All batteries commence fire!" Zero declared as CJ stepped in front of a mini-gun. "He's going for my transmitters! If he takes them out, I'll never be able to launch a counter attack!"

"No problem man, but they only toys," CJ told him.

"They're not toys!" Zero complained. "They're just smaller! CJ, bogies at 12 o'clock!"

CJ didn't answer. He just aimed for the sky, waiting for some of Berkley's RC Barons to fly by. It took a few minutes, but soon, CJ saw one of the RC Barons flying overhead. He aimed at it and pulled the trigger. The bullets rapidly fired out of the weapon and hit the RC Baron as it crashed to the ground below. He successfully shot down the second RC Baron that flew by. After shooting down three more, CJ was feeling the vibe.

"Yeah!" he shouted. "Berkley's toys ain't no match for this Grove Street OG!"

"Great, kid," Zero warned. "Don't get cocky!"

"Cocky?!" CJ asked. "I don't know the meaning of the word 'cocky'!"

"Look out, Carl!" Zero shouted as more RC Barons flew by.

CJ just shot them all down as they arrived. Then plummeted down with a loud crash down below.

"RC Barons at 9 o'clock, Carl!" Zero called.

CJ just shot them down one by one. He was already pumped.

"Kamikazes at 6 o'clock!" Zero panicked.

CJ didn't have time to tell Zero to chill out. He just shot down as many of the flying toys as he could. It took about two minutes to take them all out, but CJ brought them all down. When he brought down the last on of the bunch, he aimed at the sky for any more RC Barons to disperse through the sky. It was clear. None of them returned.

"I think that's all of them, Zee?" CJ announced.

"Ha ha ha ha Berkley!" Zero cheered. "As long as we have opposable thumbs, WE WILL FIGHT YOU!" He turned to CJ.

"Well done, Carl," Zero told CJ.

"Hey, man, it was the least I could do," CJ replied with a big grin around his face.

"Now leave," Zero told him. "I must prepare for the battles ahead! Never have so few owed so many... too little, three... no that's not it, what is it? We will fight him on the beaches, well, rooftops..."

"Well, I'll be around if that Berkley dude causes you any more problems," CJ said, and walked inside the stairway on the roof.

He walked down the stairs, through the shop, and out of the door. He didn't know how to feel about nerds being just as vindictive as gangsters. But at least he was still getting help from Zero to protect his shop. CJ just hopped inside his car and drove away. It was only 9:30 AM and already, he had no idea what he wanted to do. So he drove back to his apartment, hopped out of the car, and went inside the apartment building