Co-written and inspired by BalorBabe.. Heck Carly is still technically her character, and this one is probably closer to how she's originally meant to be.. But still mixed with my version of her. Who's much less complex, and just sort of an action girl for the most part..
I've been saving the first 3 chapters 2020, so this story isn't even a brand new idea, hopefully that makes the chapters better... I've been meaning to make better more detailed stories chapters,,
ALMOST A MONTH EARLIER;
Dashlene T. Lucia, currently 20/21 years old, is a troubled drunk who arrived at Liberty City by airplane. Her sister Sally stayed behind in Los Santos, their hometown.
Dash, proving her alcoholism, approaches a local bar almost immediately after arriving in her new hometown, and still has a beer in her hand when she bangs into Elizabeth Torris who gave Dash a job as a drug dealer. Dash was surprisingly quick to accept, as she needed the money. Lizzy gives Dash a Glock17 and a FN-P90 machine gun.
Dash's first job involves meeting a certain man. Tom Mckenny, Dash and a friend she made within that time period both came to a small area. Along with two of Lizzy's hired guards in the back.
"You must be Dash," Tom said, meeting them along with 3 bodyguards.
"It's Dashlene, but whatever.. You must be Tom McKenny'' Dash said.
"Can we get this over with?" Asked Dash's unnamed friend.
"Very well, can I see the stuff?" Tom asked.
Dash nervously handed over a bag with cocaine inside. Tom opened the bag, seeing the drug and even sniffed some of it himself. The effect made him step back a bit.
"Liz sure gets the good shit!" Tom laughed.
"Yeah yeah, Just give us the money." said one of Elizabeth's gunmen, impatiently.
"I could.. But I'd much rather just TAKE it!" Tom laughed.
"Don't be a dick!" Dash cried, getting angry.
Tom just further laughed.
Suddenly 4 armed men jump out of a corner, all with Carbine rifles and killed one of Elizabeth's men as they began shooting. Dash and the other 2 fired back, the second guard killed in the gunfire. Dash's unnamed friend fired a MicroSMG, managing to kill them with Dash's help. Who's strangely good for technically her first gunfight.
Tom manages to flee in the chaos, Dash and her friend give chase, shooting more men, eventually Dash manages to bodyslam Tom onto the ground, pointing her P90 and demanding the cash. But before Tom could respond, a black van pulled up, one of the passengers revealing a MicroSMG, and opened fire. The unnamed friend pushed Dash out of the way, but he himself was shot twice in the chest.
"NOOO!" Dash screamed tearfully, and catched him before he hit the ground.
Tom ran for the van, still with the bag of money.
Dash angrily pointed the P90 at him, and would have got him the gun was out of ammo.
Dash watches Tom get away, but lets it slide to steal a car and speed to a hospital. But it was too late, and the man died apparn the time she got there. Dash seemed rather indifferent. Least on the outside.
TWO WEEKS LATER:
"Up... Put.. Them.. Up!" Cried Dash, as she was drunk and holding her Glock17. The P90 still in her new car, a blue OracleXS, probably stolen given her money problems. In fact, Liz paid Dash's hotel bills for the week as her way of saying sorry for endangering Dash. Anyway, Dash was hardly standing up straight during her attempted robbery, she was that drunk.
"Excuse me!" Came a voice, Dash turns to see a bald man with a green shirt. It was Packie McCreary.
"What the hell do YOU want boldy!" Dash cried, as this was before they knew each other.
"Just one question... Does this place sell Dr Pepper?" Packie asked, not bothering to stop the robbery, as he didn't see Dash as any real threat in her drunken condition.
"S -Shut up!.. Put your hands up!.. I got nothing to lose, so don't fuck with me!" Dash cried.
"Shoot me then" Packie said dryly and not afraid. "Fine," Dash said, preparing to shoot him, but he grabbed the gun from her.
"Too slow bitch!" He laughed, and then pistol whipped her over the head, knocking her down.
"Thanks" The cashier replied.
"No problem.. But seriously, about that Dr Pepper?" Packie asked, tossing Dash's pistol next to her.
"We have some in the back" The lady replied.
Not long after, Dash awoke, guessing he didn't hit her very hard.
"You hit me!" She cried.
"You're lucky that's ALL I did" Packie replied.
"Anyway. You better get out of here" He added.
"Y -Your letting me go?" Dash said in surprise. Taking back her handgun.
"Sure, you don't seem all that bad.. Why else do you think I didn't shoot you back there?"
CURRENT DAY;
In a universe where Michael's family moved to Liberty City rather than Los Santos, Carly is currently shown to be about 15 years old, she ended up befriending Niko and Roman, most likely from one of Niko's cab escorts, and she just kinda keeping around. Anyway, Carly approaches Mikhail Faustin's house. Turns out after Faustin told Carly and Niko to take out Jason Michaels, she instead warned them off and they left town. She finishes telling this Niko.
"Something has to be done, Niko! Mikhail can't be controlled while alive!" Carly responded
''Yeah, Dimitri said the same.'' Niko admitted, wearing his well-known outfit. Along with a Russian cap.
"He did?.. He seems to be switching sides a lot lately. It's worrisome." Carly responded, Niko just shrugged. Suddenly Carly's phone rang and she answered it. "Dimitri?" She replied.
''Hello, Carly.'' Dimitri Rascalov said from the phone. "I need you and Niko to meet up with me in Hove Beach, at the pier." He explained.
"Okay, we'll be there soon." Carly replied before they hung up.
Niko managed to hear him and answered for her. ''Hove Beach huh.''
"Yeah. Let's go." Carly responded, the two getting on the motorbike and driving off.
They met up with Dimitri, who carefully pulled Carly into a hug. Carly is confused but returns it. Still not trusting him though.
"When I was your age... I wasn't so innocent." Dimitri responded as they let go and sit down.
''They never are.'' Carly replied.
"I need you two to kill Mikhail. He's beyond help." Dimitri responded.
"He is. I told him someday that I'd crucify him." Carly replied, hiding her suspicion about the fact he's so ready to betray his friend.
''Well, make this that day.'' Dimitiri said.
"Where is he?" Niko asked.
''Where else.'' Dimitri said, pointing at the club.
"Remember, do not let him get away." Dimitri responded before Carly and Niko left. Carly checks the ammo of a MicroSMG she has hidden beneath her unzipped sweater. Niko has the same way of hiding his Glock17 handgun.
Walking into Perestroika, Carly sees Faustin at the bar. ''Heeey, it's you.'' Faustin said, already drunk.
"Of course you're drunk." Carly replied, rolling her eyes.
"Hey, don't roll those pretty eyes. You'll hurt them." Mikhail responded.
"Worry less about that." Carly replied as she pulled out her Micro SMG without hesitation, Mikhail turning startled. Niko worried about how happy she seems about killing someone.
''You gotta be careful, don't want to alert the- SECURITY!''
With that gunfire causes Carly to roll across the ground, allowing Faustin to flee. Niko fires some pistol bullets but misses him. Carly killed the security guards, Niko killed the bartender when he tried to shoot Carly. Guess he was under Faustin's pay.
Carly chased after him, shooting the security guards
Carly and Niko fought their way though Faustin's men and eventually cornered him on the roof, it began storming and rained like hell onto the three, setting the mood. Faustin throws his MicroSMG once, seeing it empty. ''Betrayed. betrayed by Dimitri and by you. Too kind, that's what I was, too kind. I let the snakes into the nest and they destroyed everything. I gave them everything and they took everything from me. Now they've sent you to take the only thing I have left. You got me cornered. There's nowhere for me to go.''
''You betrayed yourself Mr Faustin.'' Niko said dryly.
''Dimitri will betray you. This American greed takes everyone, it's like a disease.''
''We'll see.'' Carly said and shot him a bunch of times with her MicroSMG, making him fall off the roof, and there his body remains, bleeding out next to his favorite show theatre, a final irony. Carly has an empty feeling, but tries to remind herself how bad a person he was. It didn't help as much as she hoped it would, she couldn't shake a feeling of, regret.. And his words about Dimitri stayed in her head. He has been acting suspiciously, and wasn't quite the nice guy he first appeared, she was starting to see how much of an act it was. Every so often it slips, she senses an inner darkness. Now she worries that maybe Faustin, while still bad, was simply the fall guy..
Niko calls Dimitri telling him it's done. Carly looks down as Faustin, as a loud crack of thunder explodes from the sky, which she found couldn't have happened at a more perfect time.
''You better pay Dimitri.'' Carly said to herself..