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Grand Theft RWBY: Los Santos Stories 6
'The Art of Isekai – Grand Theft Auto' – The Series
Genre: Adventure/Humor/Crime/Parody/NSFW
Pairs: [Franklin/Tracey], [Trevor/Patricia/?], [Claude/Misty/Maria], [CJ/Helena], [Kendl/Caesar], ?
Parody: RWBY/GTA Online/NFS/Various small crossovers
AU-Type: Canon-eqsue AU
Tags: Isekai antics, Team RWBY are not the good guys, Ivory Viridian is the lead Grand Theft Auto Online Protagonist (obviously different backstory, still has ties to Remnant though other means), Typical GTA Violence, Gamer-esque GTA HUD setup [Think of it as a mix of SA, CW, and V], Cars from various GTA games will show up, TW: Slurs (This is GTA after all), JPNR shows up, No Renora or Pyrrha
Their first weekend for Team BRWY (Breakaway), we leave them to relax given the new players to the game in their Los Santos Stories…
San Fierro, the city of iron and racing. It was also home to plenty, in part due to the business empire that was run by famed OG of Grove Street Families, Carl Johnson. At the moment, on a bright Saturday morning, the Doherty Garage was open with the crew sitting around playing poker. It was a slow day after all…
"Carl, it's good to see that you came to visit." Kendl said play punching her older brother's shoulder. "You and Helena."
Carl Johnson had ultimately settled down with it still surprising his family that it was Helena of all people. Helena being a bit of a supplier of weapons give him plenty of reason to swing by her farm and spend time with her. Ivory's mother had been the one to give Helena the shove to get closer and she wound up joining a few operations. Helena had aged rather well.
"You too. How's Bethany?" Helena said.
"Our daughter's fine. She's on her way back from boarding school." Caesar said putting down the winning hand. "How's the twins and Vivian?"
"Brian and Bryce following in their father's footsteps. As for Vivian…" Helena said as Carl's face soured.
"Fuckin' Toreno, recruited her. She wanted to get into the army, and Toreno found out. He offered her a spot on his team and to train her himself." Carl said with a groan. "She's with him and his team doing missions and spy shit all over the world."
"The girl's a teen genius. She graduated high school at fifteen…and was able to kick her brother's asses with ease." Kendl remarked.
"She reminds me of you, babe." Caesar snarked.
"She's been with Mike for about three years now. She calls him Uncle Toreno." Carl said with a shiver.
"It could be worse, man. She could be attracted to him and calling him 'Daddy'." Jethro remarked.
Carl recoiled, but a car horn interrupted his further thoughts of squick. Brian returned with his ZR-350. Carl had and maintained the car he'd won off Woozie after their first meeting. Bryce rolled in with his Bullet. The twins both strongly took after their father only having lighter skin and wavy hair. One could say Brian and Bryce could rep the two sides of CJ with Brian being the streetwise gangbanger and Bryce being the sharply dressed gangster. Beside their different tastes, the brothers were close.
The brothers got out their cars and each revealed they both had a passenger with them. Brian's was a young man about his age, matching height with the brothers at 6", light brown skin, dark raven hair that has bangs hanging on the right side, hazel eyes, a somewhat muscled build, an opened black leather bomber jacket with bronze zippers with an Alpha Blacklight Shirt underneath, a Binco brand pair of dog tags around his neck, aqua camo pants, and a pair of Alpha Blacklight Shoes. He carried an aqua camo-colored duffel bag.
Bryce's passenger was female. She was a tad shorter and younger than the boys, standing at five foot three at fifteen. Despite this, her slender form gave her a mature air as she had clear muscle on her body with clear definition on her torso, arms, and legs. Her hair was dark like the others but with red ends and roots with it at long at waist length which complimented her pale skin. Her eyes were a piercing and sharp green. Her choice of outfit was magnetic gold hoop earrings, an elbow red leather jacket with big gold buttons on the sides and zippers, a black sports bra with red accents that contained an ample chest, white short shorts with a thin gold belt, brown heeled boots. A pair of gold rimmed brown sunglasses tucked into a sports bra and she carried a red camo-colored duffel bag. She even wore make up with brown eyeshadow and light red lipstick.
Despite the clear difference, both the two looked similar. Carl took one look at the two newcomers, and he could feel they were protags like him and his kids.
"Carl Johnson, famed underboss of the Grove Street Families. You knew my parents." The male remarked. "And her father."
"I do…but who…aw damn, Catalina and that mute asshole!" Carl said shocked.
"Claude. His name is Claude. And Catalina is my mother…I never met the bitch. She ditched me, and it was my father who put in the care of orphanage. By the time I ended up in his care, she was dead. I don't cry for the bitch, she had it coming. I am Durand Speed, and my half-sister is Marylin Speed." Durand said politely. "Side note, hello Uncle Caesar."
A dumbfounded Caesar just nodded. Marylin just kept silent sport not unlike her father.
"And my father isn't mute." Durand said with a smirk. "But I'm only here because of business with your sons, and to deliver a message from my father."
Marylin tossed Carl a letter from her jacket. Helena looked over her sons with a heated look asking what business they had.
"Well moms, I figured since ol' Emmet was retiring to the Caribbean…I'd buy his business and to sell guns. I'd make a site for cats on the down low to order up and have them delivered." Brian explained.
"And this chucklehead teamed up with some horse guy who is selling weapons giving him a 50 percent stake in it. I told his ass to offer 40, but he believes in being even." Bryce said with an eye roll.
"It worked out, and I got most your weapons in stock." Brian said getting two boxes from the back. "Durand, Spirit has your M4 as you requested. You'll have to pick it up from him. I got everything else."
"Fine, here's the 25k from each of us to complete our transaction." Durand said as he and Marylin paid up.
The Speed siblings collected their weapons as Durand got an SNS Pistol, Sawn-Off Shotgun, Sawn-Off Shotgun, SMG, Carbine Rifle, Heavy Sniper, RPG, and Sticky Bombs. Marylin took a preference for a Combat Pistol, Pump Shotgun, Micro SMG, Carbine Rifle, Combat Sniper, Minigun, and Molotov Cocktails. She was just happy to have been able to sneak her Composite Endsville Slugger with her luggage.
"Now, Uncle Caesar. I wish to purchase a car." Durand requested.
"Ok, but tell me how your mother died." Caesar asked. "I just need to know."
"She betrayed my father, so he shot her down from a helicopter with a rocket launcher." He said bluntly. "From what my dad said, she was slowly getting more and more sociopathic over the years. She simply saw everyone as pawns and went off the deep end."
Caesar could only sigh but looked up at his nephew and niece.
"Wait, I have a pretty solid collection of lowriders and I got to make up to my niece and nephew. Just take my number and call me up. You should meet your cousin someday." Caesar said perking up.
Marylin nodded and Durand was all for it. The two wound up driving out in Buccaneer Customs as their first real personal vehicles that already had armor and performance upgrades.
"Thank you, Uncle Caesar." Marylin said surprising the lot by speaking before they drove away.
Calls were made, and the plan was set.
~GTRLSS~
Weiss awoke with a small hangover in her safe house and with her cell phone ringing. She groaned and answered the phone.
"What do you want?" Weiss groaned out.
"Oh, I almost feel bad for you. You see, you're getting a new member for your little team. A Schnee sister." Ivory said getting Weiss's attention. "No, not Winter. You see…you have a twin sister."
"What? How?" Weiss asked.
"Let's just say the reason is complicated…and has to do with my and my team's past which is none of your business. You just have to know is she's on her way over to you….and should be there now." Ivory said as a knock on the door got Weiss's attention. "Her name is Bleiss."
Ivory hung up as Weiss got up still in her sleepwear and stumbled to the door. She opened it to see Bleiss walk in. For one, they did look like twins although Bleiss's hair was black, and her eyes were red. She lacked a scar and had a pair of breasts rivaling Blake much to Weiss's internal ire. Her hair was even had Weiss used to have it.
She wore a Button Halter (Girls) that exposed her High Roller tattoo on her chest and her Hibiscus tattoo on her lower stomach, a pair of jean shorts, and black heeled boots. She carried a suitcase to which vanished thanks to the System.
"Well, aren't you a scrawny one?" Bleiss asked.
"Screw off. I'm still growing." Weiss snarked.
"Oh, you got some fight. Good, you're not a pussy. I like your hair, really brings out the punk in you." Bleiss said with her tone more friendly.
"Thanks, wasn't my first choice. So, you're my twin sister?" Weiss asked.
"Another universe, Weiss. Let's just say things were different." Bleiss said walking towards her new bedroom. "We can shoot the shit later…I need a nap."
Weiss liked her already as both Schnee sisters collapsed in their beds sound asleep.
~GTRLSS~
Zancudo Avenue, Blaine County. Home to the CEO of TPI, Trevor Phillips. Durand and Marylin had arrived with Marylin finding a pickup for Body Armor for the both of them thanks to her special ability, Gatherer. The two pulled up to the trailer where Trevor was in the midst of sitting on the couch outside as Ron was watching a video on his phone.
"Mr. Phillips." Durand said getting out of the car. "It's good to meet you."
"Durand, right?" Trevor said as he nodded. "Good, it's a pleasure to meet you. A lot taller than your photo."
Trevor wanted an assistant mostly as his straight man and able to handle things that Trevor would snap under. He wanted someone he could not really intimidate and willing to rein him in when he absolutely needed it so he could better run his business. Wade and Ron were not so good in that regard.
"Who's the girl?" Ron asked.
"My half-sister, Marylin. She's capable. She's staying under my care for the summer before she goes some boarding school in Los Santos." Durand said as Marylin bowed.
"Quiet one, is she?" Trevor said noticing her intense look.
"Takes after our dad." Durand remarked.
"Well, it's a pleasure to have you both here. I'm sure we can find something for to do. You never did say what your special ability was…" Trevor said curiously.
"Me? It's Shadow Walker. Makes it really easier to sneak up on people, hide, and fight in the dark. Makes me a ninja really. My sis is Gatherer, she can spot pickups on the mini-map that are hidden." Durand mused as Trevor looked at her excitedly.
"Ok. Durand, I got something for you to do already. I need you to help me organize the computer stuff. But I might need a new computer." Trevor said sheepishly.
"I got a spare laptop I can loan you for now. We may need to run into town and get some parts. We can talk business. You want me to ride with you or…" Durand said as Trevor shook his head.
"Nah, we can take our cars. As for you, Marylin…I got a task for you to earn some cash. I need you to go to Stab City…namely the Range and steal bikes and whatever else belonging to the Lost MC. Consider it a test, you got until your brother, and I get back from Los Santos. You got until lunch." Trevor said as Marylin bowed accepting the mission. "Good luck, kid."
Marylin watched them go before her System told that her mission Testing Patience was a go. She decided to leave her car behind as she realized she would need a ditch-able set of wheels.
"Hey, Ms. Speed?" Ron said as she stopped. "About where you'll drop the loot when you get them…there's a nearby auto place that's closed down. Seaton Sands' Automobile Services, you drop the stolen stuff there. Good luck, Marylin."
She nodded and took off as the drop point blipped on the map. She flipped on her shades and took her time to explore the street before hitting the east end, spying a tattoo parlor, Alamo Tattoo Studio. She grinned having wanted to get a tattoo, Aunt Maria promised her one from mother prevented her.
She went in walking into the marker as the tattoo artist looked at her.
"You legal?" The artist asked only to be shown a wad of cash. "Never mind. What can I get you?"
Marylin went to the older list and bought a classic San Andreas Web tattoo on her upper right arm for $72. Marylin silently put back on her jacket and left without a word. Her radar blipped alerting her to something and she saw it. A bright flash in the distance and she saw on radar had her racing there.
Over at the Derelict Motel not too far away, four new figures ended up in midst of a meth deal with the Ballas and the Lost MC crashing the deal.
"What's going o-" Jaune said only to have guns aimed at them. "Shit."
Ren, Nora, and Oscar all looked a bit sheepish.
"Look, we're unarmed and have no idea what's going on!" Oscar pleaded.
Did not help that Manghild decided not to work and Stormflower was on empty.
"And it's going to end that way, bi-" A Balla said before being run over a Gang Burrito.
Marylin was driving it before opening the back motioning for them to get in, to which the four rushed in as she drove away.
"Hey, that van had our drugs in it! After them!" One of the Lost MC said. "One of you say here with the Ballas."
It was them the System kicked in for JPNR with Ren and Nora's trademark weapons being…confiscated.
[Due to circumstances outside your control, your mainline weapons have been taken. Jaune's weapon was not taken for reason on it being just a sword. Ren also gets to keep to have his father's knife.]
"Can someone explain what's going on?" Oscar asked.
"Remnant, right?" Marylin said speaking up.
They nodded and she called Ivory. Ivory's reaction was a jovial one as she explained everything to JPNR, and begrudgingly took the deal Ivory offered. They were surprised to hear Team RWBY was here already.
"I'll have some gear for you delivered by one of my proxies. But sadly, as who you'll be working under…well, sucks to be you. You're in Trevor's turf." Ivory said with a cackle. "Just stick with Marylin."
Ivory hung up as Marylin put away her phone and pulled into the parking lot of Ammu-Nation. The System did explain a few things as the newcomers went along. Marylin and her cohorts went into the gun store.
"All what you need to get even." The shop owner said as Marylin pointed to the advertisement for the free gun. "Ah yes, we're having a giveaway for starter kits for those buy a membership with $50."
She put down $200 and pointed to them. The shop owner gave the four a few papers to sign to which they got membership cards and some starter gear. The kit for them contained Molotov Cocktails, a Hammer (Nora alone took that up), Pistol .50, and an Assault SMG. They left for the van.
"You all owe me $50…except you." Marylin said looking at Oscar before winking.
"So, what were you doing before saving us?" Nora asked. "And we did not get your name?"
"Marylin Speed. I'm a protag like you and my father before me. I was in the midst of a job robbing the Lost MC. The bikers whose deal you interrupted. In fact, you netted me this van which has a few packs of coke." Marylin said with a wry grin. "And with you around, you can help me. You do owe me one."
"Hell yeah, let's shoot up some bikers!" Nora said excitedly.
The van was taken to the drop point as they left it in there on foot only to get caught by Lost Bikers.
"Give us back our-"
BAM! Marylin shot him in the head with her Combat Pistol as a fight broke out. Jaune used his shield to block bullets before firing his new pistol. His aim was sloppy as he missed his target and shot the other biker in the crotch.
"My dick! You shot me in the-"
That biker's head was caved in by Nora swinging her smaller hammer. Ren got his father's knife and swiftly slashed the throats of another two. Oscar shot down the last one despite being terrified. He wanted to live.
"Are those weapons and money glowing?" Ren asked.
"They are spoils that you get from any person you kill. You can have them…you need them more than me." Marylin mused.
JPNR split the cash with them each obtain $300, only for Marylin to snatch the $50 she was owed from Jaune, Nora, and Ren. Oscar took up a baseball bat and some pistol ammo from his kill. Ren got a Pump Shotgun but tossed it to Nora in favor of taking ammo. Jaune obtained a Combat Shotgun before the group hauled in the Zombie Choppers into the drop point.
"That's five choppers and a van. We should sneak back to the drug meet…but your clothes stick out like a sore thumb." Marylin mused. "We'll have to go in fighting. We'll need to jack a car."
Nora saw a Sadler truck and stopped it before opening the passenger door and smashing the redneck driver in the face with her fist before throwing him out. The System had given her good news. Her semblance was upgraded in the sense she could enhance attacks with electricity and use a Stun Gun on herself to heal herself. With electricity charged on her fists, she promptly killed another man before collecting the pistol ammo and the $40 dollars.
"Got one." Nora said with a wide grin.
"I like your style, already." Marylin said getting in the driver's seat. "Guess, we're doing a drive-by shooting."
JPNR piled in as Marylin drove right into the motel as they opened fire on Ballas and Lost alike. Marylin mowed who she could with the truck. It was a bloody mess as Nora managed to snatch a MINIGUN off a dead Lost member. Charging it up with her semblance, her bullets ripped through the poor bastards as she took on the roof of the truck laughing like a madwoman. In the end, the Sadler was riddled with holes and had three flat tires, but all the Ballas and Lost there were dead. Jaune got to using his semblance to heal everyone and Marylin saw great potential in a combat medic.
The group collected the spoils in cash, weapons, and ammo. They did hear the siren of police and they had caused two wanted stars.
"Everyone. Grab a van!" Marylin said getting in a Gang Burrito.
They all took up a van before speeding away as the police were on their tails. Jaune took up a grenade and had an idea to try to use his semblance to enhance it before throwing it. The end result was a glowing grenade that blow up with a force to utterly wreck the street and vaporize the cop cars behind them.
"Jaune, that was awesome!" Nora exclaimed.
They drove the vans into the drop point and waited out the cops before the wanted level went down. The four walked out with Jaune shaking from what he just did.
"Would it help if I told you that the Blaine County Police Department is full of corrupt bastards?" Marylin asked as Jaune nodded. "Thought so."
The four walked back to the Derelict Motel…and it was a quiet matter of collecting the motorcycles. What was collected was four Hexers, three Zombie Choppers, a Revenant, two Daemons, two Bati 801, and a Thrust.
"Marylin, is it cool if I can keep this bike?" Nora asked as they were clearing was the last of the bikes.
"Seeing you helped me get 13 bikes, you guys can keep what's left." Marylin mused mirthfully. "Consider it a gift."
The System explained to the newbies about how personal vehicles and bikes were obtained and their benefits. Jaune took a Thrust, Ren lay claim to an Innovation, Nora called dibs on the Akuma, and Oscar was left with the Revenant.
"I still need to go to Stab City to collect more bikes. And I have an idea." Marylin said pointing to the dead bikers that had jackets.
When her brother and Trevor returned, they found the five leaning against the drop point. Nora took a look at her fellow protags and purred at the sight.
"So, are all the male protags attractive?" Nora said saucily.
Marylin glared at her for eyeing her brother like a piece of man meat.
"You must be JNPR. One of Ivory's handed me and Trevor a package for you four and a message. She said she has Nora and Ren's weapons. She just put them in storage given you'd stick out like a sore thumb if you used them. Jaune only really got to keep his because…no dust needed or something." Durand said as Trevor give Jaune a suitcase. "For all four of you."
"The best part is I get four new employees for Trevor Phillips Industries." Trevor said with a wry grin. "You see Ivory is having Team BRWY train up in Los Santos. Seeing you crashed in my turf, I get to handle your training myself. So, you'll work for my company."
"Oh joy…" Jaune said worriedly.
Ren was using his semblance to keep a stoic face, but he was rather intimidated by Trevor. Oscar squeaked like a mouse getting Trevor to laugh only to see Marylin glaring him defiantly.
"I pity your future boyfriends." Trevor joked as he opened up the drop point. "So, what did you manage to steal?"
"For bikes, ten Hexers, six Zombie Choppers, four Revenants, seven Daemons, three Bati 801s, four Thrusts were stolen. Ten Gang Burritos were stolen, alongside two Ballas Moonbeam Customs. Inside the vans, we counted about 100 grams in low quality meth, 40 kilos of weed, and $150,000 in cash. All in the vans." Marylin said professionally.
"Impressive." Trevor said handing her 50k for a job well done. "You lead the operation?"
"Someone has to show these guys the ropes." Marylin said curtly.
"Then I place you as leader and give you the job of training them. You don't need to be silent all the time and having friends would help." Trevor said as Marylin give JPNR $5,000 each from it.
Testing Patience was a rousing success.
"I bought a nearby house for a safe house on this street, but I think it's best you seek out a proper base for yourself and your friends." Durand said as Marylin nodded.
Jaune opened the case to see that inside was IDs for them, $10,000 cash each for them, and cellphones in their colors, the bitterSweet. The System explained the boons for the phone as the team took them up. There was also a note addressed to them from Ivory.
"If you're wondering why Pyrrha isn't with you, she ended up in another universe. Let's call it Universe B, it's a lot nicer than this one. She's even traveling with another Jaune, Ren, and Nora. We got a split effect of sorts. You got Oscar, they got Pyrrha. And before you ask, no, I will not tell you how I know. Enjoy your new lives, Ivory. P.S. The phone is preloaded with contact information for me, my people, and RWBY if you want to call them."
Jaune crushed the letter with a defeated look as Trevor, Durand, and Marylin asked their numbers to their phones and vice versa. Durand and Trevor left the five behind to get to work on other things.
"I guess we're Team Manor now?" Nora said. "So, Marylin? Who's the hunky guy with the jacket?"
"My half-brother, Durand." Marylin said getting in her Buccaner Custom. "All right, first order of business is getting you some new clothes. And we're going to need a base of operations. Which we can't get in this dumpy town. So, we're going to a nearby town to get that. I rather not say with my brother near Trevor."
"I thought you get along." Ren mused.
"We do, but I don't want to walk in on him having a booty call. Plus, I don't want him cock-blocking me." Marylin said. "If you want to live with him, you're free to do so."
Durand did scare Oscar and he did not want to live on the same street as Trevor. Nora did express interest much to Ren and Jaune's horror only for Marylin to smack her behind her head.
"I can't speak for Trevor, but I'm pretty sure they both would not want you living with them right off the bat." Marylin said before getting back in the car. "Now Team Manor, let's move!"
"Where to?" Ren asked.
Marylin pulled up the map and set the target on the location for her teammates to follow.
"Harmony. It's west of this town…and I hope me taking the leader role isn't an issue." Marylin said revving the engine.
"Not like Jaune can and should lead us considering the change here." Ren said as Jaune nodded.
The five took off westward on Joshua Road. Marylin was quiet again just having her car radio play as the other four had a conversation.
"So, when we're free…I kinda want to jack a fire truck and using the hose to spray people with water." Nora admitted. "I want to try as much insane shit as possible."
"Damn it, Nora." Ren groaned.
"Am I seeing things…but is that two naked old men attacking some biker chick?" Oscar said as everyone looked to see it.
Off the road, a wrecked Freeway was on fire as not too far away was a marred Fugitive. Two naked old man were there with one of them trying to restrain a woman who was angrily resisting. Jaune did not even wait for his new leader to spring into action. He'd be a criminal now, but that was not going to stop him from being a hero when he could. He turned into the dirt speeding towards them opening fire on them with his Assault SMG. He managed to shoot one, but the other got lucky with a Shotgun shooting his bike's front tire sending Jaune smack into the ground.
"Stay away, this woman is an insult with her technology…" The old man rambled as Jaune got up.
Jaune promptly got Crocea Mors out and charged in using the shield to block shotgun shells. The distraction allowed for the woman to to kick the other old man in the balls before grabbing her knife to stab him.
"Damn youth!"
Jaune backhanded him before a grenade in the old geezer's mouth and kicking him into the ground shooting him with the Pistol .50 to blow him up. Before the woman could even shoot the other one, Jaune ran his sword through his chest before tearing it out to let him fall. With them dead, he looked over the battered woman. She stood at five feet six with light brown skin with her figure being rather toned. Her hair was a short mop of brown hair with a low and short ponytail. A black bandana tied around her head, her ears were pierced with a silver helix band on the upper ear, and her lips were thin with a sheen of gloss. She wore a black double breasted leather jacket, a white t-shirt lined with sweat around the neck while also dirty from being on the ground, a pair of blue jeans with distress and dirt stains, silver colored hi-top sneakers, a pair of dogtags around her neck, and a pair of black fingerless gloves.
She stood on shaky legs and was clearly hurt.
"Thanks…I…what's with the armor? You a LARPer?" She asked.
"No, it's a long story. I'm new to the country. Jaune Arc, short, sweet, and the ladies love it." Jaune said helping her steady herself.
"Well, I'm grateful about it. Estelle Turbinado." Estelle said looking at his wrecked bike. "Sorry about it…it looked new."
"It can be replaced." Jaune said. "But what's the deal with them? Rapists?"
"No, that would have been slightly better. They're cultists…no idea why they ran me off the road, ruin my bike, and try to tie me up." Estelle said. "I think my ankle is scuzzed. Shit!"
The others rode up and Marylin eyed the girl carefully noting the patches on her jacket.
"Blue Wings, she's blown a cop. Skull, she's killed for a group. "II" means she's a second-generation biker. And the bottom She's definitely ex-Lost giving the signs of that a Lost patch was there before. And the bottom rocker is Alderney." Marylin thought.
Ren opened a door for the car as Jaune set her in before using his semblance to heal her ankle.
"How did you…"
"Long story." Jaune said mirthfully as Nora found a red duffel bag. "Nora?"
"I think this is yours…it's burnt slightly." Nora said giving it to her.
"Fuck!" Estelle snarled taking it. "If I had some weapons and my bike, I'd hunt the cult down, but…I don't exactly can even go after them. There goes my means of living."
She looked through it to see several of her possesions were damaged. Jaune took up the Combat Shotgun that the cultist had and gave it to her.
"It's something." Estelle said as Jaune got in the car.
"We're heading to Harmony…looking for a place to stay and to get some new clothes." Jaune said starting the car. "Least I could do to get you into town and maybe lunch."
"And they say chivalry is dead." Estelle said sliding into the passanger seat. "Well Mr. Arc, we got plenty of time to talk."
The group was back on the road as Jaune curiously asked what her story was.
"I'm from Alderney State out east of this 'glorious' country of ours, I used to be an associate of a biker gang, the Lost MC." Estelle said as Jaune cringed. "What?"
"Well…funny story, I just…fought some of those." Jaune said sheepishly.
"Not really mad about it. I long tore my patch for the Lost off. My father used to be a member in that state in Alderney, he was a senior member. I idolized him in my younger years, and I got to hang around their clubhouse with the greats." Estelle said wistfully. "My mother wasn't a fan of me getting in on the 'boy's club'."
"What? They didn't allow women in the gang?" Jaune asked curiously.
"Unless you're an 'old lady' or a prostitute for them, but I was barely hitting 14, so…no go on that." Estelle said. "But I pleaded for a chance to prove my worth. So, the vice-president, Johnny, gives me a test. If I could fight one of their weakest members and win, I could join." Estelle said with a snicker. "My dad thought I'd back down."
"You didn't." Jaune said snickering.
"I took a beer bottle and smashed it on the table before asking who's the bitch I have to hurt." Estelle said laughing. "They were so shocked and the guy that was supposed to fight me…backed down."
"So, you got in?" Jaune asked. "I can relate. I come from a family of fighters, and I was…not so special."
"You have healing powers and you kicked ass. From I've seen, you're special. I guess your family must be feared. But I did get in as a low rank prospect, but not a full member. It sucked, but I got to work on the bikes. But shit went downhill…." Estelle forlorned. "My father ended up dead and the club were dragged to a drug war. Personally, I don't do drugs. And the president got out of jail, and he was a creep and a total psycho."
"That must have not been easy. But what about your mom?" Jaune asked.
"After his death, Johnny gave me and my mother the money from one of their failed deals. By then, the clubhouse that had so many memories was in ruins. I was wanted for crimes and my mother was pissed at me. We did split the money, and my mother ultimately left Alderney. I don't blame her at the time. I was…a piece of shit willing to stick with the gang. I stayed with the gang, and I got made a member. I dropped out of school…and sank my time in the gang. I practically watched drugs and stupid shit grind the club a paste." Estelle said a bit disappointed.
"Did you ever reconnect your mother?" Jaune asked.
"She's in Vice, remarried to an accountant." Estelle mused. "But now it's your turn…"
"My story is pretty insane…" Jaune admitted before going into it.
"I mean…that would explain the strange clothes. And the people with animal features I've seen in places. Pretty crazy stuff." Estelle said a bit skeptic. "But it sounds like shit got screwed for you."
"It did, and now I'm here…put in the criminal underground under a madman called Trevor who scared the shit out of me and Ivory, who got me and my under her thumb." Jaune admitted.
"You have my sympathy. I've dealt with him before….as for that Ivory chick. Figured she'd be from Remnant with those light powers, she was stealing shit from the Lost for Trevor three years back. I fought her once…and I was smart enough to surrender. I got to live…the others didn't. Basically, whenever she or he did shit to the Lost, I got the hell out of the way and the Lost believe I went down fighting before I was normally the only survivor." Estelle said shaking her head.
"Shit, that must have sucked." Jaune said.
"Ivory offered me a deal. She saw I was smart enough to know when I was outmatched. After Johnny died, I took it. I was basically a snitch…and it helped to get me my GED and even a few online classes in auto repair. By then, I threw in my Lost MC patches and quit then. Ivory never called me again after I told her I quit. They never found out I was a snitch…and I've been on my own ever since."
"So, what do you even do now?" Jaune asked.
"Aside from the occasional crime, basically wander the state. All that money is gone now…and I couldn't exactly pay for the motel room anymore." Estelle said forlorn. "But my bike's gone…so that's a snag."
"I could help you out…you know the town. And you're a bit easier to talk to then Marylin. She's the silent one in the car." Jaune mused.
"She reminds me of Ivory and Trevor, creeps me the shit out." Estelle said as they arrived. "If you're getting a motel room, avoid the Motor Motel. Lost members hang around there."
Marylin noted this and she led them to Taco Farmer where they got lunch. Jaune was a gentleman and paid for Estelle's, only to get a small eye roll from Marylin. As they eat, Estelle asked what the lot of them's budget was for shopping.
"There's two clothing stores, the Discount Store and a Sub-Urban. If you need weapons, I know a local who sells them off the back of her car." Estelle said as Marylin cleared her throat. "Hm?"
"I'm not exactly keen on having an unknown around…especially a former Lost. But I'll let you hang around as long as you don't backstab us." Marylin said cocking her Combat Pistol. "Understand? No offense, I'm not so openly trusting."
"None taken." Estelle said as Marylin put the gun away.
"I will explore the town with Oscar. We meet back in…two hours." Marylin said getting up and dragging Oscar along.
"He's so cute…" She thought as Oscar was being dragged.
Jaune and Estelle got back in the car as he wanted to explore the town himself with her. However, Jaune inadvertingly triggered a potential mission while passing by Larry's RV Sales. A few Lost members drove past with two of them each driving away in a Camper.
"No, wait! Please!" The cashier said before one of the bikers shot in him in the foot. "Shit!"
Jaune pulled to a stop and helped the cashier up.
"Damn it, I can't let them get away with this…" The cashier said. "I can't even call the cops considering those cops got a damn deal with the owner of that motel."
"I'll help you." Jaune said. "I got a bone to pick with the Lost."
"But we can't do it for free." Estelle said seriously. "What's in it for us?"
She admired Jaune's heroic traits, but she did want to ensure they could gain some reward for it as heroism does not exactly make you money. The cashier, who's nametag read Lawson, snarled.
"You can have all the cash in the register." Lawson said. "Considering upper management is going to be more anal about stolen merch. There at the Motor Motel."
The System promptly told Jaune he was now on his first solo mission [Found the Lost] and even showed a health bar for Estelle who was labeled as backup. She and him got in the car leaving Lawson behind.
"We're going to need weapons. Head up to the Harmony Truck Stop, I'll show you my hookup for weapons. Her dad used to be in the Lost like mine, though he was a low prospect. Turn here…the pale burnette in the trenchcoat dress, boots, and sunglasses next to the beater Virgo.
She looked like a spy straight old of old movies and her makeup had her looking a bit older than she was actually was, despite the fact that she and Estelle were about the same age and height. She was a bit thinner than Estelle. Jaune pulled to a stop getting out with Estelle.
"Jaune, this is Danica Grossma-" Estelle said as Danica whipped a SNS Pistol from her coat aimed her head. "I mean…Danica Omen. Put the gun away."
"You owe me some serious cash for the last purchase you made. You owe $200 dollars." Danica said quietly. "I hope you didn't come to shop from me without paying."
"I didn't, but I came to make a deal." Estelle said getting her phone out to look up something. "Jaune and I want to sell you the car we drove in. It's in much better shape then your old junker. It's worth about 24k. That makes it square, and you'll owe us."
Danica's brow furrowed as she walked to the car looking it over, looking under the hood, and all over before coming back.
"Ok, this is acceptable. Make your purchases and I'll give you the change. I don't do owing people." Danica said firmly opening her Sabre's trunk.
Jaune mostly bought ammo for the SMG but spied a Rocket Launcher. The System let him know the place and he backed off. He instead bought an Assault Rifle and Body Armor. Jaune received $9,040 as change. Estelle bought a dozen Molotov Cocktails, Body Armor, Brass Knuckles, and a pair of Micro SMGs before getting her change back.
"Pleasure doing business." Danica said calmly as she was loading her stock into her new wheels.
The two walked off before Estelle stopped Jaune and pointed out the parking lot had a baby blue Burrito. Estelle immediately went to jack it and drove it over picking up Jaune before heading for the motel. Jaune had a bizarre feeling of being in a cutscene as he arrived there.
"What do you mean you're leaving the Lost, Conan?"
"I'm done, Brett. I run the motel, and you think it's okay to treat me like shit! What happened to Brotherhood?" Conan said tossing in his jacket.
There was also another reason and that was his little love affair with Lostelle. The two really wanted to leave the Lost to start anew elsewhere. It was just a matter of biding time and saving cash.
"Al ain't going to like this, we lost a shit ton of bikes, and someone thinks the deal was tipped off on." Brett said.
"Are you shitting me? I didn't even know about. None of you assholes believed me when I said Ashley was whoring herself to Trevor, or when I said Trevor was sending a hitman to fuck with us, or when I said that Jim's brat was a rat. No, it's me who's a damn snitch! Fuck off, Brett!" Conan said furiously only to get punched.
Jaune felt the scene was over as Estelle hit the gas to drive right between the two allowing Conan to take cover as Jaune opened the back door to open fire with his assault rifle.
"Conan, you piece of shit!" Brett said.
Jaune's aim was not the best, but he kept at it before jumping out to continue fighting. Estelle drived around mowing down a few bikers with the van before jumping out to let the van crash into the Gang Burritos.
"Jaune, duck!" Estelle said as he dived as she opened fire a potential sniper. "Shit, you know how to show a gal a good time."
"Thanks, but I rather take you on an actual date." Jaune said pulling the pin on a grenade hurling it at the vans.
Estelle blushed a bit before smashing a Molotov Cocktail in one biker's face. Jaune swapped to his shield getting in front of her to cover her from a shotgun shot. Estelle's health bar ebbed back to 80% from a few grazed bullet wounds. His radar showed there was just five more left. He swapped to the Assault SMG before emptying rounds into one. One tried to flee but Estelle shot him down. And then one whipped out a Rocket Launcher and fired at them. Jaune, with one motion, slid under the rocket and kicked the launcher out of goon's hands before headbutting him into his back.
BLAM. A pistol shot to the downed gown before he turned to a last two.
"Who the fuck is he?"
"I don't know, but we need to get…"
Jaune blew them up with the Rocket Launcher and was panting.
"Jaune, that was…" Estelle said looking to see Conan and Brett fighting. "I got this."
She shot down Brett leaving just Conan and Jaune was presented with a choice by the system to either spare him or kill him.
"Estelle? Fuck, I didn't think you were still alive." Conan said as she had her gun on him. "Look, I'm leaving the Lost…no need to kill me."
"Jaune, what do you think?" Estelle asked as Jaune walked up.
"I want to spare him. If he wants to leave, I'll let him…but…I want the motel ." Jaune said firmly.
"Take it, and my girl's car. Not like we're going to need it or my bike considering we're flying out." Conan said humbly. "Thank you for sparing me, man."
"Yeah, just move it along." Estelle said.
He and Lostelle were quick to move and give Jaune the keys to the office. However, the System reminded him he needed to return the Campers. Jaune did collect the money and ammo left behind with Estelle. They'd deal with the spoils after they returned the Camper.
"You're back…and shit they're covered in soot and blood." Lawson said with a groan.
"At least, they're not riddled with bullet holes or blown up." Estelle snarked as they parked them.
"Ugh, but I have to clean unless…"
"No. I had to fight through a dozen bikers." Jaune said as Lawson paid five grand to him and Estelle. "Thanks."
The System played a short little jingle signaling a mission complete before showing a message.
[You now own the 'The Motor Motel'. It functions as a safe house and an asset which will generate a certain amount of money in a day ($2,000) which can increase if you upgrade the place from the office.]
It even told him that he had a garage there with Lostelle's car now being his new personal vehicle. Jaune was beyond pleased as now he and his friends had a place to stay. Jaune and her walked back to the motel.
"I can't believe I own a motel now." He said as he found the manager's suite.
It looked more like a modern apartment than a motel room, but Jaune was not complaining. He went back out to see Estelle poking around before taking a leather jacket off of one. She used a knife to cut off the patches save for the skull and 8-Ball patch before giving it to Jaune.
"Figured you'd need something to blend in. I wanted to give you something to say thanks…" Estelle said as Jaune tried it on. "It fit all right?"
"Yeah, you found a replacement bike?" Jaune asked.
"Oh yeah, it seems Brett left me an Innovation. If you're going to call Trevor to sell off the other bikes, let me keep the other Innovations, I can strip them for parts to upgrade this one." Estelle said overjoyed at the prospect.
It was not her original bike, but she intended to make this one even better. She would soon make Blitzer Mk. 2, she thought. Jaune checked the garage and saw what the former Lost member left behind. Conan left behind a second generation Nightblade and Lostelle left behind a slightly dirty white Comet with a GT Wing spoiler. Jaune did not think twice of replacing the Thrust with the Nightblade as his personal bike. He had to take it for a spin.
Current Status -
Ruby - $100,480 [PV: Sabre Turbo] – Current Weapons: Fist, Aluminum Endsville Slugger, Pistol, Pump Shotgun, Flamethrower, Sniper Rifle, Catcus Cannon, Grenades, Kunais
Weiss - $16,375 [PV: Coquette] – Current Weapons: Fist, Chakra Sword, Pistol, Micro SMG, Luxury Rifle, Molotov Cocktails, Kunais
Blake - $28,285 [PV: Stinger] – Current Weapons: Fist, Katana, Pistol, SMG, Sawn-Off Shotgun, AK-47, Minigun, Grenades
Yang - $13,282 – [PV: Buffalo S, PB: PCJ-600] Current Weapons: Brass Knuckles, Chainsaw, Pistol, Pump Shotgun, Caliente Bombs
Bleiss - $50,000 - [PV: -, PB: Revenant] - Current Weapons: Brass Knuckles, Machette, AP Pistol, Micro SMG, Combat Shotgun, Grenades
Durand - $354,000 - [PV: Buccaneer Custom] - Current Weapons: Fist, SNS Pistol, Sawn-Off Shotgun, SMG, Carbine Rifle, Heavy Sniper, RPG, Sticky Bombs
Marylin - $515,058 - [PV: Buccaneer Custom] - Current Weapons: Fist, Composite Endsville Slugger, Combat Pistol, Pump Shotgun, Micro SMG, Carbine Rifle, Combat Sniper, Minigun, Molotov Cocktails
Jaune - $41,260 - [PV: Comet, PB: Nightblade II] - Current Weapons: Fist, Crocea Mors, Pistol .50, Sawn-Off Shotgun, Assault SMG, Assault Rifle, Heavy Sniper, Grenades, Rocket Launcher
Ren - $20,220 - [PV: - , PB: Innovation] - Current Weapons: Fist, Li Ren's Knife, Pistol .50, Assault SMG, Molotov Cocktails
Nora - $22,270 - [PV: - , PB: Akuma] - Current Weapons: Brass Knuckles, Chainsaw, AP Pistol , Pump Shotgun, Assault SMG, Minigun, Molotov Cocktails
Oscar - $19,290 - [PV: - , PB: Revenant] - Current Weapons: Fist, Baseball Bat, Pistol .50, Assault SMG, Assault Rifle, Grenade Launcher, Molotov Cocktails
(A/N: JPNR's here. I'm planning on pulling a GTA4 in juggling the story and interweaving them. This entry was rather lengthy, so I cut it here. Next entry will cover what Nora, Ren, and Marylin. And we have Bleiss, always a welcome addition to the insanity. As for Estelle, her design was inspired by Ashley Butler's original one from The Lost and Damned. She looks enough to be a slightly darker identical stranger, and yes, she is Jim Fitzgerald's kid. Danica is Dave Grossman's. Estelle was inspired by the Lost Girl event. I wanted to explore the Girlfriend/Booty Call system. I did promise I was not going to do Arkos or Renora here. Conan and Brett, actual characters from the TLAD, just minor ones. As for Lostelle, she's the Lost MC Lady that's featured in artworks. Also, we got to see CJ again. Yes, I chose Helena…considering that most of the other girlfriends were crazy to meh.)