Trevor

They had stopped at a rest stop to use the bathroom. They were nearly there. Farik and Christian waited back at the van while they took a bathroom break. As they washed their hands, Darwin told Trevor, "I know you're not really one of us. Ands I don't know what your angle is because I know you really are a drug fiend and a gun smuggler but if you don't start to sound more convincing you're going to get exposed. Who do you work for the IAA? I knew they worked with drug pushing bastards outside the country but inside?"

Trevor removed the pistol from the back of his pants, "You shouldn't have said that," Darwin told him, "I', going to reach for my credentials. Don';t shoot me."

He showed him his FIB ID. "I work for Dave Norton. I know who you are because of the work you did for us. When you guys smuggled that secret weapon the IAA were working on I was there."

"You're spying on me for that rat bastard?! I should shoot you where you stand! That'll get me some credibility with them. The IAA has me by the balls they threatened to do a lot of things but I don;t have an ID from them. You do. And you're stupid to bring it here to Mexico!"

"I'm not looking to bust you, man. But I knew you were not part of the faith back in the states even. Let's leave the government agency circle jerks at the door all right? You and I are the only ones in this cell who aren't really terrorists. The difference is i am still a Muslim. This is my religion. I want to stop these bastards who hijacked it for their own agendas. I don't care what you do out there in Sandy Shores. I'm from Davis. Covenant Avenue. I grew up around dope dealers and guns. I didn't like it and i still don't but I don't want to lock up more disenfranchised youth so i got reassigned to counter , I have been looking into you but on my own time not the company's and only to know who i'm dealing with."

"Are you suggesting you scratch my back and i scratch yours?" Trevor asked. "Well that's really convenient for a fucking fed to say! Like I said I could kill you and show them your government ID."

"Don't think of me as a fed like the kind who goes after drug dealers. Most of your client base are inbred rednecks in the desert. They've got low IQ's little to no skills they have about as much hope as somebody from the ghetto. Maybe...just maybe it's weeding out the weak."

"Darwin...survival of the fucking fittest," Trevor cackled at the black FIB agent. "Look, you could shoot me but how long do you think they'll buy your story about coming to the organization just cause you're disillusioned with the U.S. way of life?"

"Why not? It worked for Donnie," He said with a chuckle. "And Christian," Darwin sighed. "Yeah but this really is their religion. And believe me, I don't want to help anybody perpetuate as part of the faith believe me. I'm having a crisis of conscious but I feel that by teaching you the basic tenets of what we believe in, even if you don't ever convert it can help me and you survive. We'll save thousands maybe even millions of lives. Whatever Farik has planned it's big and he has to be stopped. He's the leader of this cell but we know he's connected to other cells in other cities. We're hoping to catch him alive so we can get more on the locations of other Al Husan cells all over the world. I don't care about the bureaucratic bullshit between the IAA and FIB. To me it's about saving lives."

"Well well well...either I just found me a fucking leprechaun disguised as the only honest FIB agent in the history of FIB agents, or you're just trying to trick me. Besides, I don't work for the IAA I'm just being used by them and i can't stand the FIB or IAA. They had me torture a guy. They wanted me to kill him. He was innocent."

"That was you? Jesus Christ...look if you think I'm not trustworthy then why do you think I haven't exposed you?" Trevor sighed. "All right...I'll work with you. I still have to report to K..my superiors. But I hate Dave Norton. He's a crooked piece of shit. Only slightly less crooked than Steve Haines. And if you fuck me over you'll end up just like him."

"I still am an FIB agent, Trevor you shouldn't be telling me this so for the sake of my ass and yours I'm gonna pretend you didn't just say that."

"Oh please! That fucking prick knew all along. He benefited from it! Got his own little show now!"

"Look, I'll try and teach you what I can when it's just us but you have to decide now. Shoot me or agree to it cause either way they're gonna start wondering what's taking so long."

With that thy left the bathroom.

They arrived in Veracruz soon after. It was right by the pacific ocean and had a beautiful view all though there was a lot of sluns too. They were not stopping there just yet. They had to stop by a ranch not too far outside the city limits. They arrived and they saw an overweight bald Arab man in a business suit. He was giving orders to the Mexican women and men who worked fot him in Spanish. Farik approached him first.

"shaqiq Farik ! min aljayd dayimaan 'ann 'arak!" Said Ziyad.

(Brother Farik! Always good to see you!)

Farik said, "These are my men, this is Trevor Phillips, Darwin Al Said and Christian Nesic. Brothers this is Ziyad he is my accountant."

"Hal 'ant jad? hadha hu alaihtiatiat alkhassat bik ? khushub al'abnus waleaj?" Asked Ziyad.

(Are you serious? This is your backup? Ebony and ivory?)

Farik chuckled at the man's words. Darwin spoke up in Arabic. "fi qawl alnnabi sali alllah ealayh wasallam , 'ayuha alladhin amanuu la tade shaeb wahid yaskhar min akhir . rubbama 'annahum 'afdal mimma yabdu."

(In the words of the prophet, peace be upon him, you who believe do not let one people make fun of another. Perhaps they are better than they appear. )

Farik added, "My men are dedicated and well versed."

"Please forgive me my friend i am just under a lot of pressure," The Arab Mexican apologized. "Is is a problem with the money?" Asked Farik.

"No the money is not the problem it is these damn horses! I know numbers and balance sheets but horses? I just want to sell them all and put the money towards our operation. But i cannot trust any of these kaffirs."

They walked towards the horse stables. "From what I can tell I would make sure you get at leas 1700 US dollars for the colts 2400 for the phillies and at least 6000 for the stallion," They stopped at the stallion which Farik began to pet. "Look at this one. He is exceptional. A leader."

The other jihadist looked with admiration at the cell leaders knowledge of horses. "This will still not solve our long term problems with the funding. We must know what happened to your man..our man down here. Waging a holy war is cost effective but it is not free."

Zayid nodded. "Very well. I will take you to the spot where he died."

Los Santos

FIB Conference

Dave Norton was in a meeting with other members of the FIB as well as the Los Santos FIB director. "So who exactly is this agent of yours, Dave?" Demanded the director.

"I can';t at this time reveal his identity but as you can see from what I can show you of is personnel file, he has an elite military background. Served in the Marines from 06' to 2010. He has a solid academic record, excellent training scores and an airtight psychological profile."

A female, Caucasian with auburn hair and brown eyes, in a pantsuit, a few years Norton's senior looked at the file and asked with a tone of skepticism in her voice, "It says here he's a practicing Muslim?"

"Yes Ma'am. Born and raised."

An Arab American male FIB agent stated, "As a direct assistant to the counter terror field, I should mention that whatever his name is we don't have many like him."

The L.S. FIB director asked, "What's your point, Ali?"

Ali replied, "My point is, right now this is the only active penetration we have of a terror cell ongoing in the U.S," He looked across the room and shot a look to Dave indicating support. "We should make the most of it."

Mexico

Trevor, Darwin, Farik, Zayid and Christian were at the sight of the spot where their man who had gotten their funds through other means which he had given to Zayid to put on the books, had been killed in a truck accident. "Is it true Jahleel died because he did not fasten his seat belt?" Asked Farik.

"It's true. He served over twenty years in Afghanistan, Chechnya under constant fire. Only to be killed by a truckload of chickens,"

Farik had a reason he suspected the man had been less than alert. "He was an excellent commander. A god fearing Mujahadin. But he just couldn't give up his Algerian poppies,"

Zayid added, "Brother Jahleel was our operational commander down here but first and foremost he was my collector. The locals, they respected him, they feared him. But since he died the Mexican crew we are dealing with they want a bigger piece of the pie or they will not pay one peso until they see it."

Christian sneered, "Fucking infidels. That is all going to change now that we are here."

Los Santos

Car Dealership

Donnie and an Iranian American car dealer were walking through the lot."So how can I help you?"

"My ride just got ripped off the other day and I'm a little strapped for cash,"

"No problem my friend. I have just the car for you. Right this way. 1987 Albany Manana. Leather interior new brake pads a new transmission only 75,000 miles on it. You can drive it off the lot for $2500."

Donnie looked at another car. "What about that one?" The dealer looked at a black car. "The Dominator? Thats a little more pricey."

"How much more pricey?"

"$8000 pricey,"

Donnie told him, "You know there's a reason I brought my business here. You might not know this by looking at me but we have something in common. Asalaam aliekem brother. I don't eat pork and am thinking of making the holy pilgrimage. Of course you know the hadith says Muslims are all one body so when one part of us is hurting our fellow members should come to our aid. So what do you say? i'm hurting brother can you help me out?"

The man said, "I'd say the price is 8000. Brother."

Mexico

The cartel bodyguards patted down the cell members who had been sure to leave their guns in the car. "Jefe, estos hombres están limpias,"

(Boss, these men are clean)

The Los Zero leader introduced himself. "I am Felix Solice," The cell leader said, "Faris Al Farik. Thank you for seeing me on such short notice,"

"Welcome to TJ. We have something in common, amigo. We are both the head men!"

"Do you bet?" Asked the cartel leader. "I am not a betting man. Gambling and alcohol are strictly forbidden by my faith," Solice said, "Ah what a shame. See number six? You could make some extra money for your cause,"

Farik sighed then said, "The prophet peace be upon him, said an angel never enters a house where a dog resides," The Mexican cartel boss asked, "The prophet? What does your prophet got against dogs?" Farik suggested, "Maybe he didn't like fleas."

"They are a hell of a lot more loyal than men,"

Farik had a serious look on his face. "Well then we agree on one thing. The disloyalty of man. I want you to resume payments in accordance with our agreement,"

The bell rang and the dogs started to race. "We've taken over 95% of the European heroin market and are making a strong push into the US via your little transit operation. The success of which would be good for all our futures. My people control most of the smuggling routes we bring the heroin right to you and are starting to bring in weapons as well but at great risk from the Colombians."

Solice replied, "Yeah but we provide the manpower. And the woman power! And my risk is not from the Colombians. It is at the border where the law looks for traffickers!" Farik asked, "Tell me Solice, what is the life expectancy of a dog?"

"With proper care, fifteen years," The cartel boss replied. "Then I suggest you take proper care of yourself and your organization.l"

"Relax my friend, relax. All i am suggesting is a little renegotiation. We are both reasonable men! Let's take a break."

"Tonight then.." Farik said.

"Let's say 9:30 at the Plaza Villo on the south side of town. I make sure they don't serve us any pork,"

Farik leaned in. "See the thing is, Solice, I don't like ambushes. So you should be very comfortable with me calling you later with a time and a place."

Two Hours Later

Trevor, Darwin and Christian were all at the water front. Darwin observed the border wall and said, "I didn't know the border actually went into the ocean."

Christian responded, "You built this wall to keep the Mexicans from coming in to do the work you Americans refuse to do yourselves. Like the French with the Algerians. Pay them shit to do all your shit work and treat them like shit too yet millions of them come anyway."

Both Trevor and Darwin looked at the Frenchmen surprised to hear this from a former skinhead. "Algerians to France, Mexicans to the USA, and what do they really get in the end? Corrupted and polluted by this shit hole we call civilization," He then joked, "You know there are probably thousands of illegal Mexican fish trying to swim across right now, man!"

Darwin asked him, "You ever been to Mexico before?" Christian said, "No but I always wanted to. You know I served one year as a conscript in the French army. As a kid I always wanted to join Légion Étrangère."

Trevor knew what it meant. " Foreign Legion. Those are some tough bastards."

"What does that have to do with Mexico though?" Asked Darwin. Christian explained, "They fought their most famous battle here in 1863. In a town called Camarón.62 against 2000 cholos!" Darwin asked, "Who won?" Christian said with a reluctant smile, "The Mexicans, of course. But it was a glorious way to die. I checked the map. I think Camarón. is only two days drive from Farik will let me go check it out before we go back to L.S."

Darwin told him, "It's not happening, man," The Frenchmen asked, "Why not?" Darwin replied, "French Foreign Legion got famous killing Muslims in Algeria for over 200 years. That's why not."

Christian stared hard at him then grunted, "Leave me alone."

He walked off.

7pm

Darwin got a knock at the door and a busty Mexican girl wearing a turquoise belly shirt and a pair of tight blue jeans stepped in. A black bra was exposed in the cleaveage. "Felix sent me."

He said to her, "Realmente no creo que deberías estar aquí,"

(I really don't think you should be here)

She started to undo her top and he said, "No. No hagas eso."

(No. Don't do that)

"Por qué no? Félix sólo quiere que usted y sus amigos para ser feliz," She said as she undid her shirt. He could see the bra was not black but dark purple but in the dim light of the motel with all the sun outside he hadn't seen it clearly. "Me envió a asegurarse de que tiene un buen tiempo."

(Why not? Felix just wants you and your friends to be happy. He sent me to make sure you have a good time.)

Darwin put a hand over his face averting his eyes. "Cuantos años tienes?" He asked knowing she was too young.

(How old are you?)

She put her hands on his chest asked, "How old do you want me to be?" He pulled her hands off him demanded, "How old are you, really?" She cried, "You're hurting me!" He let her go. "Sorry. Look can we just talk first?"

"Okay..."

He went into his pocket and got out a wad of cash. She told him, "No. Felix says no charge!" He told her, "Keep it."

She told him, "I'm fifteen...well...almost fifteen I'll be fifteen next month."

"What's your name?" She told him "Matalina. What's yours?" He told her, "Darwin,"

"You from around here?" She told him, "Veracruz."

"How did you uh...how did you meet Felix?"

He got out more money. "Dime la verdad y lo mantiene todo."

(Tell me the truth and you keep it all.)

She sat next to him on the bed taking the cash. "I was on my way home from school. I got jumped. Thrown into a car. They threatened to kill my family if I didn't do what they say. Usually they just keep me here in TJ. It's easy access to Los Santos. Felix charges much more for me up there."

He asked, "Are there any,more like you? Anymore kids?" She replied, "Plenty. Boys girls. Whatever you're into. Actuall I'm one of the oldest. You want to fuck now?" He noticed her necklace. "What's that?" She told him, "This? it's to ward offbad energy and evil. Look I can't stay here all day. I've got other appointments too. Do you want me to suck you off or something?"

He shook his head. "No. I'm too tired," He told her, "Listen the money I gave you don't give any of it to your boss, okay? You tell him I was asleep when you got here. Keep it for it someplace he can't find it."

"That's so stupid! If I do that he'll find out and he'll kill me! Kill my family too. Entiendes?" She left. Just then his hotel phone rang and he picked it up. "Yeah?"

Farilk said, "Darwin. Did Felix send you a girl?" Darwin confirmed that he did. "He sent me one too sam with Trevor. i don't trust him or his little whores. I want you to follow her and see where she goes. Trevor will go with you. Follow her but do not get detected. And watch out for Felix's men."

He went outside as the teenage prostitute hailed a cab and he found a Mexican male on a Sanchez and told him, "Le pagaré si sigue ese taxi! Estancia de dos carriles detrás de ellos."

(I will pay you if you follow that cab! Stay two lanes behind them.)

The man let him on the back but as he drove he held his hand out behind him and Darwin gave him a $20. Just then they stopped at a red light and waited. Luckily the girl was none the wiser. Soon the light turned green and the taxi was off. Before the biker could drive a silhouette appeared in the afternoon setting sun and pulled him off the bike. "Sorry asshole! Uncle T's driving!" The guy started cussing in Spanish at him as Trevor threw him to the ground. The man screamed, "Hijo de puta que es mío!"

(Son of a bitch that is mine!) Trevor screamed, "Babaababababa I don't know what you're saying but tell somebody who gives a shit! Rough part of town! Should be careful around here! All kinds of crazies."

He began to follow and Darwin cursed, "What the hell you idiot! You almost blew our cover!" Trevor told him, "No worries amigo! Farik told me I had to follow them too. And there's no way in hell I'd miss a chance to fuck the fuckers who fuck children! Besides, you get to keep your 20!"

He handed him back the money. "They offered you a little girl too?" Asked Darwin. "Yeah. Sick bastards. Farik too only I don't know if he said no to them he only said he didn't trust them. I think you're right, the man's gotta go!"

"Well we're nowhere near at that point yet and if anybody has to kill him it's gonna be me!" Trevor said, "Hey I'm helping keep you covered just so you can arrest these assholes or kill them but what are you doing for me?"

"What, keeping your cover from being blown aint enough?" Trevor told him, "I may not be a scum fuck who sells child prostitutes or a terrorist using heroin to fund guerrilla warfare but i am still a businessman! Make me an offer!"

"What do you want?" Trevor told him, "I want Martin fucking Madrazo. I want whatever intel you have on him and I know he's another cartel but I don't care. I want whatever you have. That fucker killed the love of my life and I plan to kill him. And I don't care if you are an FIB agent you are well outside your jurisdiction but if you have to arrest me you wait until after I do it."

"All right...fine. i'll see what i can do I can't make any promises man. I will try. Except, I won't be able to do anything until we get through all of this you know that right?"

"As long as it gets done."

Finally they arrived. "We're here. Let me do the talking. You're a hothead and you'll get us both shot," Two bodyguards guarding the whorehouse patted them down. "Somos amigos de Félix. Tenemos dinero en efectivo."

(We're friend of Felix. We have cash)

After they patted them down they let them in. They went downstairs and bean to look around. They saw little boys and girls outside that looked like they should be playing little league not working as prostitutes. Trevor knew they were too young to understand any of what they were being asked to do. Trevor spotted a few adult Caucasian men that were obviously American tourists.

A Mexican woman approached the two of them. "You see something you like?" Darwin asked, "Are you in charge here?" The woman said, "You didn't like Felix's choice, eh?"

"I understand. You get caught doing this on the other side of the border you have a lot to lose. But here? No problem."

"So how much can I really get away with?" The woman told him, "These aren't American kids! They're untraceable. If the price is right you can do whatever you want to them."

"Felix know how young your kids are?" She told him, "Of course he knows. That's where the money is. Besides, Felix is providing a public service! We keep Americans from abusing their own children,"

With that they left.

20 minutes later...

It was nearly sunset and they met Farik back at the motel. "Do you have a son? Daughter?" Asked Darwin. Farik looked at him with a scowl. "That's none of your business,"

Trevor told him, "These are fucking kids!" Darwin added, "What's the phrase you like to use? Promote virtue and prevent vice? How do you justify taking money from this?" Farik coldly stated, "I justify anything that will further our cause. Besides why should I care about anybody in this country?" Darwin told him, "Farik, this is not Islam!"

"They're infidels," Replied the cell leader. Darwin disagreed. "They're children,"

Darwin told him, "Look, this asshole Felix? He's a threat to our entire mission. We lose our cut and he gets his way. And when does it stop? You let him take a bigger percentage now what next?"

Trevor told him, "Hey you said yourself waging holy war is cost effective not free! We need to make a statement with these guys. Show them what happens when you mess with The Fort!" Farik thought about it. "We will pray on this."

As the sun started to go down, Trevor, Darwin, Farik and Christian laid out their prayer mats and prostrated.

9:30 PM

They had decided on a bar. They went in and saw Felix had plenty of armed men. Sneaking in guns had not been possible since they had again been patted down. "So did you enjoy your day in TJ? Better yet did you have time to reconsider our arrangement?" Asked Felix.

Farik said, "Let's see how reasonable you are. Give me a number."

"The numbers stay the same. We just reverse them. From now on I take 75%. You get the remaining 25. It's a fair deal considering I'm doing business with a bunch of terrorists," He began loading up a .357. Trevor snarled, "SAYS THE FUCKING PEDOPHILE?!" Farik told him, "Shut up!" Felix continued laughing. "The Americans want you and the federales want to make points with the Americanos. Plus there's Russian mafia all over Mexico and they hate you guys! The way you hate the Jews. I'm taking a big risk. I want to take what;s due to me."

Zayid ordered to one of the caterers who carried a wine cart in Arabic and the man brought it over. Farik grabbed a bottle of wine and said with an angry smile. "Congratulations! You're the man who just drove me to drink."

He sent the bottle down and walked back to the wine cart. Trevor and Darwin took notice of what was in the wine cart. They both subtly grabbed it. Zayid spoke up saying, "Hey Felix, I hear you like dogs, huh? How do you feel about horses?" With that, Trevor, Darwin, Farik and Christian all had pistols and Felix tried to draw on them but they all opened fire unloading on the cartel boss pumping him full of eight rounds total. Two guards tried to fire but Christian unloaded on one with a head shot while Trevor took the other with a gut shot.

They got the guns turned on the other armed guards. All except one who had been next to Felix when they fired. He still had his gun and Darwin cried out, "Farik!" He fired the remaining clip from the 9mm into the man. Farik then turned his own pistol on a Mexican man. The man said something in Spanish and though Farik did not speak the language he knew the word muerto, "I know he's dead!" He said with a wicked grin. "What's your name?" This time, Christiantranslated the question. Trevor was not aware he had spoken Spanish too but it made sense as to why he had had him along along with Darwin. "Racio..." The man replied.

Farik said, "Racio...I don't have a problem with your or your people. I'm gonna authorize an increase in the cut you people take from 25 to 30."

"Bien..." The man said. Farik told him, "But the only way you and your compadres will live to see it is if you take me to my money. Now."

With that the remaining cartel men took them to where they kept their funds. One of the Mexicans grabbed a cement bucket and took the lid out with a bag of cash. He removed two more bags and emptied them letting the wads of cash hit the floor. Farik turned to Zayid and ordered, "Deposit it into one of our accounts and resume the transfers," The Mexican born Arab nodded. "After all this we don't get to take the money back ourselves?" Asked Christian. Farik reminded him, "No it's too risky to cross the border with all that cash. is much safer."

He turned to Racio. "You're a smart hombre, enough so that now you're in charge of this operation. Now the drugs DVD's the cds the guns they all continue as before. The prostitution too. But no more kids. No mas ninos! And when we leave here you're gonna call the policia with an anonymous tip you understand?"

The two men shook hands.

The Next Morning...

They watched from outside as the police arrested the sex traffickers as well as American customers at Felix's brothel and they rescued the children. Even Matalina was put in the back of a police car and would be returned to her family. "You saved my life last night. Both of you," He said to Trevor and Darwin.

"Don't mention it, man," Darwin said.

Farik stated, "Well so we're clear, my blood debt to you is paid. That's the only reason I had the police help those kids."

As they rode back towards the border, Trevor, though he knew that what men like Farik stood for was insane, and he thought he was cold blooded even by his own standards. Still, he was able to do the right thing even if it was only because of Darwin, whom Trevor now had a new found respect for despite him being FIB. Despite the man's job occupation now that he knew he was from Davis and the way he acted, he didn't see him as any less hood and down to earth as Franklin and Lamar and he wondered if they knew each other or not.

As they reached the border they were stopped by a white female, blonde. "How long were you in Mexico?" Farik told her, "just overnight for my bachelor party."

She joked saying, "Well then I don't know whether to say congratulations or you have my sympathies," Farik and Darwin chuckled at that. She asked, "May I see some ID please?" She was given it and then she said, "Okay can you pull over there to inspection area two?"

Meanwhile...

Darwin sat in an interrogation room. They'd been there for hours. Finally the door opened and Dave Norton came in. The FIB agent was uncertain as to if the man had seen or spoken to Trevor given the mans sour relationship with him and h wondered if his boss would bring this up now.

"Why did you stop us, Dave?" Asked Darwin. "To arrest you. Last night orders came from DOJ to roll on the cell. But that was last night. This morning I got off the phone with Sudanese intelligence. Now the guys in communications over there intercepted a call from your boy Farik."

"He's not my boy all right it's just a role..."

Dave ignored him, "Did you ever see Farik with a satellite phone?" Darwin nodded. "Yeah but I never saw him use it."

Norton nodded. "That phone has only been used once. During the Madrid subway bombings. More importantly, that same sat phone, they were able to trace calls to both Liberty City and Patowmeck City."

"Two more cells?" Asked Darwin. "We didn't get the name of the users but Liberty City and Patowmeck City field offices along with the joint terrorist task forces all over this. This is big. Bigger than we thought. So...we're back on. "

Darwin slid over his cell phone where a picture of Ziyad was shown. "This guy calls himself Ziyad. He's a major player on the money side. Accountant in Mexico at least maybe all of Latin sure you get a copy of that fake ID Farik gave me. Run it to ground. It looks like he's got somebody at the L.S. DMV maybe a sympathizer."

"Okay. Consider it done."

"If you hadnt gotten the interception would they really have shut us down?" Dave Norton answered honestly. "To cover their asses? In a Liberty City minute."

Before long they were across the border and back on the road to Los Santos. "Fucking border patrol...they stopped us but they didn't suspect a thing!" Christian bragged. Farik said, "They say people in Los Santos have seen it all. Earthquakes, mudslides, fires and riots. Wait until they see us..."

Joaquin

He looked at her with almost a feverish desire as she lay under him, removing the cholas bra and revealed her golden brown breasts exposed in the dim lighting of the room. She removed his pants getting down to his boxers which even they were silver and black plaid. He began to suck on her breasts and she closed her eyes and let his tongue flick against her nipples. She moaned laying back. She then took charge of him removing his boxers looking to his cock seeing his erect member and she took it in her hands her eyes widening a bit looking at it.

She took him in her mouth and began to slowly move her mouth down his shaft. He laid back as she worked her magic on him. He laid back looking at the ceiling. Outside he could hear Marabunta members screaming at each other in Spanish over a disagreement. She stopped and went to the stereo saying, "I don't want to deal with that bullshit right now..."

She put the radio to East Los FM and the song Donde Quiera Que Estes by Selena Quintanilla featuring the Barrio Boyz played. It wasn't too loud but just enough so she wouldn't hear the cholos on the block and they wouldn't hear what was happening. She went back to sucking him off and it was driving him crazy. This was the first time he'd ever been with her but her head game was off the charts. Within minutes, she had him at her mercy, as he creamed in her mouth. She sucked him off almost furiously her eyes brown, and wide staring up at him as she did so.

Before long it was time to return the favor. He removed her panties stripping her down and he kissed down to her waist and down to her pedals. He began to lick her entrance his tongue probing it teasing her labia allowing her clit to grow with arousal. He began to finger her and his tongue went up further into her. He began to stroke her clitoral hood as she grew wetter and he let her get on top of his face so as to ride it. She moaned with arousal as she felt his mouth hum against her vagina. "Fuck...Joaquin...que rico...papi...!" She cried out as he ate her. It wouldn't be long before she came but she got off of him collapsing lazily on the bed saying, "Gimme that dick..."

With that he began to enter her, slowly at first and then he began to ease in more. She pulled him in closer as they kissed. He began to thrust deeper into her tight walls and she dug her nails into him. He lifted her legs up in the air as he sucked on her breasts driving into her.

She thrust her hips up into him, the girth of his cock spreading her hole wider, as the wetness rimmed the shaft and soaked the outside of her cunt. "Aye...papi...! Dámelo! Ahhhh!"

She soon switched riding on him grinding her pussy on his cock rotating her hips in a circular motion. He groaned as she circled on his member the warmth of her entrance a heavenly sensation. She began to sweat as minutes seemed to pass as if they were only seconds. She began to bounce on his cock as he pounded up into her g spot while his fingers were stroking her clit. "Usted quiere meter por el culo la próxima vez? Entonces me fuera ... ah carajo!"

He did as she asked driving up into her using two fingers to probe into her. "Fuck...Rosa..."

"We should have done this...months ago..." She pasted. He grinned. "Years ago..." She smiled back at him kissing him and she took his hands from her hips and placed them onto her breasts wanting him to squeeze. He did what she wanted without her having to ask verbally. "OHH!" She cried as he tapped against hr spot again and she was close.

Her walls began to tighten on him and she cried, "Ya... voy... a terminar!" She wailed as she came, her juices soaking his cock and balls and she wailed riding out her orgasm and her moans and the pulsastions of her juicy cunt were to much. He pulled out exploding himself splashing a bit near her tiny bit of pubic hair, her waist her, stomach and her thighs. Thankfully away from the danger zone They lay there panting and then got up to clean up. Before long they were in each others arms holding one another. "Joaquin...I have something to tell you...I dont want you to tell anybody...I haven't told Jose even..."

"What is it?" She started to get tears in her eyes. "Joker...he...raped me once...before he went to prison. He was the shot caller then and even if Lefty found out I don't know if he could have done anything. He might have tried to and done it but maybe he would have gotten a green light. If he hadn't taken it to Onda himself but Joker was Onda at the time he wasn't so even if they had investigated it on their own...Joker would have made sure he died and me too before...even if it meant he would look guilty. That's just the kind of person he is..."

He brushed her tears away but said, "That motherfucker...why didn't you tell me? Or anyone before?" She admitted with a sob, "I was ashamed. Disgusted. I've hated him for a long time. See even if Onda did understand why he would have killed him knowing he'd be risking his own ass taking out a ranflero without a green light? A lot of bitches in the hood accuse men of raping them when they didn't. I'm not saying all but a lot do and that creates doubt so you don't know what to believe. But then...why would a guy go and kill for his sister if it wasnt true?"

"They wouldn't..." Joaquin said. She told him, "They would do whatever as long as they think it's true but women can manipulate too. I'm not and a lot of homegirls aren't but Joker had more power than Lefty even if he tried to do things the right way, Joker would have made us vanish before there could be a vote on if they kill him or not. And if he had just killed Joker everybody else might have shot him for betrayal before he could explain what happened. And...I haven't been with anybody since that happened. I wanted to with you but...I was scared..."

He promised her, "We're going to get him. And hes going to pay for it all."

"Just promise me...you won't get killed...we've lost too many soldados y soldadas..." He told her, though he knew this was not likely a promise he could keep, "lo prometo,"

(I promise)

She kissed him tenderly. They lay there, holding each other. She turned the radio off and intended for them to sleep. The cholos had finally left. "Guess they decided to call it a night eh? Maybe they're looking for love in the air too," He joked. She cracked back with a smile, "They better learn to be gentlemen and wine and dine a muchacha or they can go home and jerk off," She said her eyes beaming, her smile playful. He pulled her closer and kissed her and she asked with a whisper in his ears, "You up for round two?"

"Damn mija how long's it been?" She looked at the clock. "Three minutes..." She said with a giggle as they began kissing again.

Joker held a bloody machete in his left hand and JB's severed hand in the other. They were in their house in Strawberry. JB was falling onto the couch bleeding all over it. Joker walked over and made a tourniqut wrapping it up to stop him from bleeding. He smacked him with th handle of the machete in the face as well as with the bloodied hand. "No! You don't get to die yet! You're going to watch what happens next."

He looked at Tanya and said, "You knlow what you gotta do if you want to live through this..."

JB tried to rise up but joker held the machete to her throat and asked the darker skinned man, "Did I tell you, you could stand up?!" The crackhead slumped down helplessly. Tanya was shivering both from withdrawal of drugs and from fear. He held the hand up. "That...mija...is a dumb crackhead and this is what happens to dumb crackheads when they don't pay their taxes. The taxman repos his shit. And since he has no feria and i have no use for a towtruck that only means one thing...when i'm done if this puto doesn't die he might just get his hand back..."

He ordered her, "STRIP!" She began to shake more undoing her yellow blouse and slid her shorts off, Joker, undoing his belt buckle was already erect. He set the machete down but kept one hand on his pistol which he aimed at JB. "Hey! JB...you're not paying attention..."

He ordered her to crawk onto his lap and he began to feel her breast with his other hand carressing her with the other hand and he sucked on her other breast. This was not your case of jump-me-in-an-alley-and-hold-me-down-rape. It was power rape. Before long against her own will, she became wet and she had tears on her cheek as she shivered as she rode him and he thrust up into her and she hated it but she was feeling pain but also pleasure from this.

She did this for several minutes until Joker finally came, pulling out and exploding on her chest. Meanwhile despite the makeshift turniquet J.B. was getting pale. "I'm sorry..." She said in tears. "I didn't want him to kill you..."

He looked at her with forgiveness in his eyes. "I know baby...I know..." He breathed his last letting go. Tanya pulled her shorts up, grabbed a crowbar screaming, "You fucking piece of shit! You killed him!" She swung it and somehow Joker managed to catch it. He head butted her and she fell on her back. He growled saying, "I'm going to have to teach you a lesson too!"

He began to punch her repeatedly and he slammed her head against the wall. "You fucking bitch! Who do you think you are?!"

Franklin stared in horror upon hearing this story. "The leader of Marabunta raped you?" She nodded. "He left the country for El Salvador. He killed J.B..."

Franklin sighed. They'd been friends in High School but had lost touch after he started smoking but that didn't mean he wished harm on him. "Shit...look...we'll pay him back for you, aight? We'll hit their hood up as soon as possible and ask where Joker is exactly."

"Frank you can't go down there...they'll kill you. It aint no Families down there. Just Marabunta and Aztecas and neither one of them is your friend," He told her, "Shit...a big homie from back in the day said the Aztecas and the Families used to be cool."

"That was the 90's...this aint the 90's a lot of shit happened...listen can you take me home?"

He nodded. "Yeah. I'll take you back."

He began to drive her back. "Look...i may have said some messed up shit in the past but...I just seen too many people on drugs, aight? I don't like to see that happen."

"I've said that I was gonna quit and I didn't but I aint never had this happen either...I'm gonna check myself into rehab. I never done that on my own before it was always court ordered."

Chinatown

One day Later

Wu was sitting with his grandfather, Pei Cheng, father of Wei Chang and grandfather of himself and Tao and the other siblings of Tao. "Yéyé, wǒ xūyào nǐ de jiànyì. Wǒ yǒu zhèxiē sà'ěrwǎduō sà'ěrwǎduō máfan. Tāmen xíjí wǒ de rén zài gǎngkǒu, bìng yǐ huāle wǒ hěnduō qián. Tāmen yǒu zìjǐ de bāngpài zhī jiān de nèizhàn. Wǒmen yǔ tāmen xiānshi zuòle jiāoyì, dàn wǒmen yǐjīng yǔ tāmen hé pǔ qí hǎitān wǎ gē sī jǐnzhāng. Hòulái wǒmen zuòle gè jiāoyì, yǐ bāngzhù tāmen de lǐngxiù táolí gāi guó. Tāmen xíjíle wǒmen, shénme réngrán shì tā zài měiguó de rén. Wǒ zhīdào wǒmen bìxū qù zhànzhēng yǔ zhèxiē rén, wǒ zhīdào wǒmen kěyǐ yíng. Wǒmen shì shìjiè shàng zuìdà de zǔzhī, dàn wǒ háishì bù xīwàng zhànzhēng tài zhǎng. Shìfǒu yǒu cǎiqǔ xíngdòng de rènhé qítā wǒ dāngrán yīnggāi zuò shénme ne?"

(Grandfather I need your advice. I am having trouble with these El Salvadorans. They have attacked my men at the port and have cost me a lot of money. They are having a civil war among their own gang. We made a deal with them first but we already had tensions with them and the Vagos at Vespucci Beach. We later made a deal to help their leader escape the country. They attacked us and what remained of his men in the United States. I know we must go to war with these men and I know we can win. We are the largest organization in the world but I still do not want a war that is too long. Is there any other course of action i should make?)

The old man stated, "Rúguǒ tāmen gōngjí nǐ de rén zài gǎngkǒu shí, nǐ bùdé bù ānpái tāmen yǐjīng xuānzhàn. Nǐ shì yīgè zhànshì, wǔ. Tāmen shì wéiyī de tuánhuǒ chéngyuán. Nǐ yǔ nǐ bǎinián chuántǒng de xiédài. Wèile ràng zìjǐ de jìngōng qù unawnsered shì bù guāngcǎi hé ruǎnruò de biǎoxiàn. Dāng wǒ zài fùzé de rén, zhè yīqiè dōu cóng wèi qùguò unawnsered. Wǒ de érzi shì yīgè hěn hǎo de lǐngdǎo zhě, dàn tā de érzi shìgè shǎguā. Hé wǒ de érzi yǒu tài duō de jiāo'ào hé àomàn. Tā ràng tè léi fú·fēilìpǔ sī zhànzhēng zǒu tài zhǎng. Wǒ xīwàng tā yǒu tài duō chǔlǐ. Tā shā sǐle wǒ de érzi. Nǐ dàyé. Táo yīn shāng sǐwáng de shíhòu, wǒmen yǐwéi tā huì huó xiàlái tāmen."

(If they attacked your men at the port when you had an arrangement they have already declared war. You are a warrior, Wu. They are only gang members. You are carrying with you centuries of tradition. To let their attack go unanswered is dishonorable and a sign of weakness. When I was the man in charge, this would have never gone unanswered. My son was a good leader but his son was a fool. And my son had too much pride and arrogance. He let the war with Trevor Phillips go too long. I expect him to be dealt with too. He killed my son. Your uncle. And Tao died of his injuries when we thought he would survive them.)

Wu accepted his grandfathers advice. "Tè léi fú·fēilìpǔ sī yě jiāng bèi chǔlǐ, dàn tā zì jiāo xì báisè lèsè. Tā huì hěn róngyì. Wǒ zhīdào yīgè ruòdiǎn tā. Zhèxiē dǎshǒu bìxū shǒuxiān chǔlǐ."

(Trevor Phillips will also be dealt with but he is inbred white trash. He will be easy. I know one weakness he has. These thugs must be dealt with first.)

Joaquin

He had found a payphone at Vespucci Beach. He was pissed off. He dialed the number of a Disciple Of Jesus member. "Yeah..." Came the answer after four rings.

"So you thought you'd send motherfuckers to my apartment, ese? That was a bad move. I liked that place."

"I'm sorry I don't know what you're talking about. I think you have a wrong number," The gang leader stated. "Yeah, except I'm calling from one of your loser friends phones. For the master race he sure went down easily."

"I'm hanging up now. You can incriminate yourself on the phone all you want, I'm not going to,"

"Oh what are you gonna do go to the cops, Kirk? I don't think you will. By the way you know Casper?"

"What about him?"

"i've got some pretty incriminating evidence against that fucker. It seems to me he had a thing for the 'sistas' white boy. Not very pure of you. Remember, you want to take the Adolf Hitler approach not the Jefferson approach. I guess that third reich training didn't do him any good. Not on his mind or his fighting skills. Sorry to hear about Whitey."

"Yeah i'm sure you are, burrito boy. First of all, I don't think you've got any kind of evidence against Casper or you would have used it against him before he died. Second, I never trusted that guy anyway. His boys on the inside have done me more good than he ever did. Sometimes it's not always the soldiers that are undisciplined. It's the leader. But i'm sure you know all about that."

"Simon, i know all about that. But we're not talking about me we're talking about you. You burned my apartment down you owe me a new one. So if you don't give me a hundred grand by the end of the week, I'm going to post that shit to , ese. See how much your fellow Aryans respect you then."

"For starters I don't know why you think I have that kind of cash just laying around. Two, like I said do what you want. Casper is dead his crew is dead Whitey is dead. It has nothing to do with me."

"Yeah except I have pictures of you guys meeting with them. Now maybe he wasn't part of your crew. I understand that. Maybe you hated the bastard. He was a pretty half assed white supremacist. Black girls and drugs? Plus a crippled friend. I thought you AV putos didn't accept handicapped people or anybody with a mental or physical disability?"

"We take exception when some wetback thug who never should have been here in the first place does it. Then they're a war hero."

"But when it comes to your dealing with him, that's undeniable and even if he isn't in your crew you still worked with him even if it was just to cause a little war between Vagos and Marabunta. You're still guilty by association. So are you going to pay me or not?"

"Let's go with not, taco vender!" He hung up the phone. Joaquin hung up and got back to the stolen gray Felon. He dialed Baby Joker. "Oye hermano, i don't have long so I'll make this quick. You still got that account on 1488 right?"

"Simon. A lot of people that aint 'nationalists" or even blancos go on there some to stir shit others to ask questions. Me i just call motherfuckers out as a guest usually but I also got one where I have pretended to be one of them too. Why do you ask?"

"You know that thing I told you I found with Morena at the beach? I sent you a copy in your email. Post that shit."

"Okay sure but I bet you anything the moderators will remove it. They remove shit that gos against guidelines. They know internet puercos watch them too so they're even careful at watching what they say about inciting violence. Then again some of them are dumber than others. I don't know if this will work carnal I mean we're trying to fuck with their rep, right but if the admininstrator just takes it down shit won't work."

"Then create multiple accounts and post it on them so they can't ignore it. Even if they remove thm all people are gonna take notice. A lot of them don't support groups like the Disciples of Jesus cause they see them as gangs instead of nationalists. Same with AV in the pinta but Cameron is a respected man on there and he's even been a guest speaker on 1488 radio. If you want you can give me the passwords of some and i'll even do a few myself. Technically we're not breaking any laws by doing it just the rules of the site but I am curious what'll happen as far as if they remove it or not. Either way, his reputation in his community will be damaged. He may not be a petrolero but he associated with one. It doesn't matter what happened with these fuckers. They'll see him as condoning it."

"Orale perro. I got you. i'll let you know in a couple hours."

La Grasa De Cerdo

Downtown Los Santos

It was getting late and Mousy was conversing with Frankie the ex banger. They were eating a traditional Salvadoran meal. The place served Mexican and El Salvadoran food. It was closed down but they were eating before they went home. Mousy had worked at his place as a teenager and though she didn't work there anymore sometimes, if she'd been hurting for cash he'd let her help out and pay under the table. Frankie had used his money from his gang banging days to start a business. He had help from another Salvadoran who had never gang banged of course and many had a hard time believing a banger could change his ways, when he still had many of the tattoos but he was getting them removed a little bit at a time.

"So...you're serious about this guy Joaquin?" He asked. She told him, "It's complicated. I told Mukada about it too. He wants me to read a ton of verses on the subject of love and he gave me a speech about fornication...I know he means well but coming from a virgin, it's hard to take seriously."

"Look I understand Mukada's position but i also know where you are coming from. Even being outside the gang life, I am still in both worlds because I'm still defined by my past. I'm never going back to that way of life but I'm surrounded by little homies still in it. You are my homegirl too, mija and Lefty is my homeboy. I know he'll never leave the life but you there is hope for. It's what you want anyway. I'm not going to give you any speeches about waiting until marriage..." She wondered if he could tell they'd already been intimate. "But when push comes to shove as far as leaving the life are you sure Joaquin is ready to take that step?"

She shook her head. "Yo no se. I think a part of him wants a way out and a better way of doing things. He's always had an interest in film but i'm one of the few people he ever told that. But I don't think he thinks that he can ever do anything else. It's like he doesn't have that much faith in himself que no? We had a pretty intense fight not too long ago...we made up...that's all i'm gonna say on that but...he said a lot of things that were true about me. He said that just cause I want to leave doesn't mean I can ever change the way enemigos see me. He said thy'll always be after me. He still blames himself for Amata's death..."

Frankie admitted, "In a way I blame myself too. Me and Mukada work together see I believe in jesus but he handles the more ritualistic side of things I handle the kids on the streets. And I talked to her too and she looked like she really did want to change. What disturbs me is that she thought about him being a reason she could change for too. I hope you're not relying solely on him as your reason to leave. You don't need a man to be complete. If you get that, you can but he is not the only one out there. More importantly i don't want him to use you or put you in harms way."

She assured him, "That's not true he doesn't use me and he didn't use her. He's had a lot of bad things happen in his life. He was abused in the foster system. For the longest time he didn't believe anybody cared about him."

"You're right. I knew him a little better when he was a teenager but as an adult he was angrier. I guess what I believe in and whatever he believes in conflicts with each other," The Catholic ex banger then admitted out loud, "Maybe he just doesn't want to be converted. It doesn't have to be about that. If he has his own spiritual beliefs that's fine too if it can help him become a better about any religion condemns murder. He seems like a good enough kid but a lot of people around him get hurt."

Mousy told him, "A lot of people around here get hurt no matter what."

"Well i don't agree with your boyfriend then, at least about you not being able to change anything from the inside. Anybody from the varrio should be glad you want to actually stay in East Los and not just run away indefinitely cause a lot of our raza that goes to college does that. Now maybe he has a point about it being better if you'd never banged and just kept your head down in the books but life doesn't always happen like that. We all make mistakes. Your whole life...his whole life...even Jose's doesn't have to be about those moments you made mistakes."

They finally began to close up. As they were outside getting ready to lock up two women. An Asian woman short in stature wearing a black leather jacket and a black mini skirt with her hair in pigtails, lus a woman who was of mixed ancestry looking to be half Mexican half Chinese approached. "You still open?"

Frankie told them, "We're closed but if you want I can whip you up something really fast just this once. We got some leftovers."

"Do you have any chow mein?" Asked the mixed girl.

Mousy said, "Sorry we just serve Mexican and Salvadoran food here."

The fully Asian woman said, "That is really fucked up..." With that the two of them pulled silenced 9mm's from their jackets and aimed at both of them. Both women fired two shots hitting Frankie in the abdomen. He collapsed gasping. "Don't...kill her..."

"We're not. We're just taking her...you can die..." Said the Chinese immigrant. Mousy tried to go for the pistol in her own jacket but the half breed grinned having gotten it and said, "Looking for this?" Mousy spat, "Vendida puta!" The woman said, "Sorry honey I'm just going with the side that's gonna win. Even if I gotta choose one side of myself over another."

Frankie was dying but he warned, "You can kill me...I'm ready to meet my creator. But you don't want to take her...you'll regret it..."

Wu King appeared in the doorway. "Not as much as her brother's going to regret going back on our deal."

With that he shot Frankie between the eyes. "You motherfucker!" Cried Rosa striking Wu as hard as she could knocking his sunglasses away. "You should know better than that. Even if you weren't a woman we fight better than spics. Or anyone else for that matter."

With that he hit her over the side of the head with his pistol and ordered the two women, "Get the bitch in the car. She looks like she's had one too many."

So that's a cliff hanger ending I'm sorry i didn't have time to show the friendship activity with Franklin I should have and I will.

So as for the two Triad women the Chinese one is based on Bai Ling, the mixed one let's say Olivia Munn.

So what did you think of the scene in Mexico? Originally was gonna use the Zetas but Tijuana is not their turf besides all cartels are evil it just so happens Zetas are the worst. So now Wu King has kidnapped Mousy. And I should explain that scene with Joker and Tanya was a flashack so there is a bit of a time difference and she really is going to get clean though I have just had a shitty memory for so long so i didn't even consistantly say how much time has passed so for the last few chapters I haven't said if it's been days between weeks or months so even in saying it was a flashback i had to keep it ambiguous i want to say somewhere between three weeks to a month and Tanta was fucked up in the hospital so she couldn;t call before then.

What do you think of Darwin and Christian and Farik so far? In terms of Donnie buying that car you're gonna see that play out more where all that is going. Since that scene was hard to write i wanted to know a play by play of what you guys thought of the dialogue in every instance of them being in TJ plus the events that played out.

Though Donnie and Christian had an argument of France vs America befor, with Darwin he has taken a more realistic approach in comparing the two countries. You could say he came a long way from being a skin head or you can just say he's switched his hatred from non "Aryans" to non muslims.

How bad do you hate Joker now? Zilla 2000 probably hates him more than any other reviewers lol. Every time he refers to him he's like that bitch! I can promise you when Joker dies it will be brutal. The only question now is should Mousy have a hand in it too?

That scene where he terrorized Tanya and JB is based on a scene from Waist Deep

This is only the start of what Wu is doing in retaliation for the port. As for 1488dotcom that is based on Stormfront so i had Joaquin have Baby Joker post that and we will see what the reaction will be from the white supremacists as well as from the leaders of DOJ themselves they are trying to discredit.

Anyway hope you enjoyed.