I should throw in the prequel bits of Sally and Franklin.. Probably even get them together early.. Ideas from Balor made me see I should throw them in.. After all, we can have franklin in LC now, so bonus..
ONE MONTH BEFORE GTA4.
Sally Lucia stayed in San Andreas when Dash left, sadly Sally lost her and Dash's house to the government as she couldn't pay bills, so she ended up homeless, and took to robbing local houses to pay for rent at a hotel, or slept in her blue pickup truck. Least she still had her truck.
Unfortunately, once reaching the street of Strawberry she made the mistake of robbing the home of Franklin Clinton and his aunt. Sneaking in, she looked through Franklin's closet for valuables, but instead she was knocked unconscious, and awake 2 hours later, only she was duct taped to a chair.
"What gives!?" Sally cried.
"SHUT UP!" Franklin cried, pointing a standard Pistol at the hostage. Sally didn't even know he was there and looked over, seeing Lamar Davis there too. Frightened, Sally remained quiet. Franklin wearing her original blue shirt.
"Yeah, you think you can just break into my friend's house and get away with it!?" Lamar cried, having been invited over for a reason unmentioned.
"I.. I never meant to hurt anyone" Sally insisted.
"That's what they always say!" Franklin cried, preparing to execute her. But the fear in her eyes made him slowly lower his weapon.
"What are you doing!?" Lamar cried.
"I.. I can't.. I just can't" Franklin admitted, sadly.
"Give 'me' the gun then" Lamar insisted, having less of a conscience.
"Hold on.. (to Sally) were you really only after the money?" Franklin asked the frightened Sally, who can only nod.
"Alright.. I'll let you go" Franklin insisted.
"What!?" Sally and Lamar both cried out.
"What's your name?" Franklin asked.
"S -Sally, Sally Lucia."
"Okay Sally.. I'm Franklin, this is my friend Lamar.. We'll let you go.. But you're working for the US now.. No funny business. Or next time I won't hesitate" Franklin told her.
"That seems fair," Sally said, and she really meant it.
Franklin untied her.
"We better get you trained up" Franklin said, taking the three into his car, and driving to a nearby shooting range.
Despite no longer being in debt to Franklin, Sally still stays with CGF. This time by choice, as it turned out the gang simply liked having her around. And having a white member helps keep things cultured. She even started developing a big crush on Franklin due to his kinder nature once past the original justified hostility.
As Franklin, Lamar and Sally work their way higher up the ranks. Eventually they meet the great Carl Johnson himself down at Grove Street. Who then introduces the 3 to what remains of GSF, Grove Street Families, Sweet, Kendl, Cesar and Raquel, Kendl and Cesar's 16 year old daughter. It's all the same gang, just different parts of it.
"Hi." Raquel responded, waving to Carly.
''Hello.'' Sally said shyly.
After some time of getting to know each other, and Sally and Franklin helping them with some problems with the Ballas, CJ mentions something about going on a trip to Liberty City, Sally looking up.
''My sister lives there.'' Sally said.
"That so, want to go with us newbie?" CJ asked.
"Yes. It's been too long since I've seen her." Sally responded.
''bring your boyfriend.'' CJ teased, making her blush, saying Franklin is her friend only.
''If that were true, you wouldn't of blushed.'' CJ teased, Sally only blushed all the harder.
By the next day they all exited the Liberty City airport. Minus Lamar, Kandl, Cesar, and Cesar's daughter who both stayed behind. CJ and Raquel only plan on staying a week at most, mostly it's gang business related.
''So what's you sisters name?'' Franklin asked.
''Dash Lucia.'' Sally said, CJ's eyes widened a little.
''Oh shit, I know that name, she's with the McReary's.'' he said.
''Who?'' Sally asked.
''Some Irish crime family, their leader Gerald is our main weapon smuggler.'' Raquel revealed.
''Might be a good start. Plus I know another name down here.'' CJ said.
Meanwhile, Dashlene ended up blackmailed by corrupt cop Francis McReary, who's already been bullying her for quite some time anyway. He forced into doing the Tom Goldberg assassination. After she shoots him and narrowly avoiding getting killed by the cops, she meets with Francis, who continues to insult her despite the fact she helped him out.
Tired of his constant bullshit, Dash decides she doesn't want the money and refuses to give him the files, threatening to expose to it what she calls the real police if he doesn't leave her alone. Instead Francis straight up shoots her right in the stomach and drives off with the files. Saying if she survives she still has to take out Clarence Little, or Francis will have her and Packie arrested, and then he drives off.
Dash weakly phones Packie, informing him that Francis shot her and she needs a ride to the hospital. However Packie doesn't immediately go to Dash. Instead, Packie sees Francis walking down a lonely road and speeds up his green Vincent, Francis rolls out of the way the last second and screams ''Packie what the fuck, you nearly hit me...'' in response Packie shoots him in the leg with a Glock17 and as he's kneeled over, Packie bumps Francis with the car and Francis rolls off the hill under the sidewalk and painfully lands against a nearby rock, Packie speeds off without ever uttering a single word. None were needed.
''Fuckin' Hoodlum!'' Francis shouts angrily, and feels his back head, seeing he was bleeding a bit. Still relatively minor injuries overall, as Francis doesn't even call an ambulance, just lets the issue resolve itself naturally.
Francis is limping home when he runs into CJ and them, who stole a 4 person car at the airport.
"Frankie McReary?" CJ responded, remembering him as he rolled down the driver window. Francis looks over, only for his eyes to widen in fear.
''Heyhey, I stayed away, just like you said.'' Francis said nervously, backing up.
''I know. But where's Carly?" CJ responded
''Who?'' Francis asked, genuinely as well. He had never actually met Carly, she was never involved in his life.
"You mean you haven't been dealing with no 15 year old gangbanger?" CJ responded, kinda surprised.
''I ain't been harassing no child.'' Francis said.
''Than why are you shot?'' Raquel asked, almost annoyedly.
''This was my brother.. He's mad I shot his whore or whatever.'' Francis growled.
"Can't fault him for shooting you, dickhead." Raquel replied, she believes Francis now, but remains hostile to him as she knows Francis's type.
''My family all loves that drunk bitch for some reason. But not me. I don't trust Dashlene.''
''Dashlene?! Where is she?!'' Sally cried from the back with Franklin.
''Hospital probably, I had enough of her shi-'' Francis started but was interrupted. ''BASTARD! WHAT DID YOU DO?!'' Sally screamed, attempting to open her door but Franklin and Raquel hold her back. ''Woah, what?!'' Francis cried in confusion.
''I think we should go Frankie.'' CJ said, and he drives off. Francis stands there, still a little confused. So later asks around, finding out about Sally being Dash's sister and finally understanding.
Meanwhile out in Alderney, Johnny Klebitz met up with Jim Fitzgerald near some alleyway.
'What's going on, Jim?'' Johnny asked, getting off his hexter and walking over, the two bro hug. Unknown to them though, they are being watched.
''Hey, Johnny boy. You know the deal. If it ain't one load of bullshit, it's a Goddamn 'nother.''
''Tell me about it. I'm coming close to really losing my shit here.'' Johnny nervously chuckled.
''Well, you ain't gonna like what I'm about to do in the next few hours. We gotta go steal some bikes from the Angels of Death.''
''Ain't we a little too old for stealing bikes and clubhouse flags and crap like that? It don't help nothing.'' Johnny groaned.
''Hey, I hear ya man. But these bikes are the real deal. Now, I got a guy who pays me for them, then ships them over to Japan or something. Apparently they're gonna go crazy for these bikes in particular. Now business is business. And the Angels, they're the Angels. So do it for the memories.'' Jim explained. Johnny paused for a moment.
''Well it's been a little a while since you and me been on a prank like this together, hasn't it?'' Johnny said.
''Too right, brother, too right. Who knows, it might be fun.'' Jim said back and both chuckled to themselves.
''We might need a third person though, should make it easier.'' Jim added in.
''Hey boys'' came a voice, both spinning around drawing Glock17's, it's revealed to Carly, who carefully walked out of the shadows with hands up as to not escalate it any further. She knew it was an understandable reaction so wasn't even surprised by it.
''Oh, it's you.'' Johnny said dryly, still barely knowing her, but does lower Jim's arm, which signals him to holster his gun. Jim does so, especially when seeing Carly's young age.
"I want to help." Carly replied. Johnny sighs but in the end he decided to accept her offer.
''Fine.. Jim, I think we have our third person.'' Johnny said.
''She's a kid John. I have enough trouble watching over my own.'' Jim said, showing a softer side that he doesn't portray much. Least in public. Same could be said about Johnny himself, same could be said about Johnny himself.
''Yeah, but I saw her fight.'' Johnny said.
''Fine.'' Jim reluctantly said.
''Where'd you get the van, Jim?'' Johnny asked, as the 3 pile into a big truck that would be used to load the stolen bikes.
''Belongs to my contact. If I wanted to take a bike of mine somewhere, I'd drive it myself.'' Jim replied.
''Yeah? Having an old lady and kids hasn't made you scared of getting dirty?'' Johnny teased.
''I was riding bikes before your momma rode your daddy, Jonathan. Jackie and the baby, yeah it's nice and all, and shit, I mean I love them and stuff, but I'm still a brother.'' Jim explained, Carly is a bit surprised he's a father but doesn't say anything in case it might come out wrong.
''So if Billy asked you to do something that meant you wouldn't be able to look after them for some time or, or maybe not ever...?'' Johnny started.
''Yeah Johnny, I take your point. I'd have to think long and hard on it, okay? But I think long and hard about what I'm gonna order at Burger Shot as well. I guess I'm the thinking type of maniac.'' Jim replied.
''Me two.'' Carly chuckled, looking at the MicroSMG she still has with her.