Sometimes you gotta spill a little blood to send a clear enough message

Manfred Johar

Chapter 3: The Meeting of the Romans

Fist Fight in New Arcadia

New Arcadia

The sun was beginning to rise on this day in New Arcadia as an African American man of Creole descent with short black hair, bright brown eyes, and wearing a bright gray suit stepped out of his home with a cellphone to the right side of his head and carrying a briefcase in his right hand while he talked. This man's name was Martin Roman and he was just about ready to leave for work.

"Yes I'll meet with Mr. Shephard later tell him I'll be in the office in about thirty minutes." The man said before turning around and coming face to face with another African American man standing in front of his home wearing a black jacket that zipped up the front while the hood covered his head and his hands rested in the front pockets, black jeans with a chain wallet on his right side, white shoes, and studded ear-rings.

"How's it been brother?" Mark asked with a wide smile while Martin stood in shock before dropping his briefcase.

"Cancel all my appointments." He said while continuing to stare at his younger brother in a state of shock while Mark started to grow annoyed.

"Since you won't come to me I'm coming to you so I can poke you in the chest, just to prove this is real." Said Mark as he started to approach the stunned Martin before poking him straight in the chest to break his concentration.

"Marcus, it's really you?" he asked earning a slight chuckle his younger brother.

"Last I checked I was." The BSU member replied with a shrug of his shoulders but before he could say anything else Martin had quickly wrapped his arms around his younger brother and brought him in for a tight hug while resting his head on his brothers shoulder.

Mark didn't need to see it but he more than figured that there were tears leaking from his older brothers eyes almost like waterfalls at the situation he was in right now. He and Martin had always been close even more so then he was with any of their siblings or parents and Mark knew that if he was gonna reconnect with his family he had to do it by getting through Martin.

"So are you gonna invite me in?" he asked earning a nod from Martin who opened the door to his home.

"Yeah come on it, Ella come in here." He yelled to his younger brother's confusion before he noticed a Caucasian woman with long blonde hair that went past her neck, bright blue eyes, and wearing a red sleep blouse and yoga pants with black slippers came from the back of the house.

"I thought you were going to work Martin?" she said before her eyes instantly fell on Mark and widened.

"Who is this Martin?" she asked while Mark continued to look at her with wide eyes.

"This is my younger brother…Mark the one I told you about." He said causing the woman's eyes widen at the sight of Mark.

"Mark this is my wife Ella." He said earning a slight smile from Mark.

"Oh nice to meet you." Said Mark as he inwardly cursed himself at the situation he'd just put himself in.

Red Stick

While their leader was reuniting with his older brother Lee, Felix, Link, and Manfred found themselves standing over the pool table in the living room of the newly transformed clubhouse talking to themselves and discussing their plans for today.

"Alright so we know what to do?" Lee asked earning a nod from the group.

"I'm gonna be waiting at the bus station for Davey and the others to arrive later today." Said Felix earning a nod from Lee.

"You're gonna back me up on checking out that corner in New Arcadia." Link added earning a nod from Lee.

"And I'm going create something that'll make taking down those occupying it easier with our limited ammo." Manfred finished earning a third nod from Lee.

"Alright remember we're on a tight schedule Mark should have made contact with his brother by now and once he's finished up there he'll meet back up with us and we'll move on those pricks." Said Lee earning nods from the group.

"You guys know how this goes we hit them hard, fast, and we don't leave witnesses especially when we're making a name for ourselves and in a place like New Arcadia we need to send a message to everyone that the Brothers are here." Stated Lee earning nods from the group.

"Tonight we let the bodies hit the floor." He finished in an ode to an old rock song that played with almost everything as the group started to cheer amongst themselves.

New Arcadia

The drive to the New Arcadia police station wasn't long for Alison as she quickly made her way inside before going upstairs to the office of the Major Crimes Task Force and quickly greeted Tavon, Regina, and Derrick while trying to avoid Sawyer who was doing the same to her.

She then quickly made her way to her desk where she quickly plopped down in front of her computer before turning it on.

"Alright let's see what I can find." She said before logging into the New Arcadia Police Database and typing in the name Marcus Roman only to come up empty.

"Right he said he was never arrested." She said with a defeated tone before an idea came to mind causing her to get off the New Arcadia Police database and look into the FIB database. With just the typing in of his name she would be able to find out just about anything the youngest Roman had done in his lifetime. Unfortunately for her the computer she was using was a 2006 model and had a lot of trouble booting up.

"Alison you mind coming to join us for your assignment?" asked Lieutenant Locke as Alison noticed that it may take a while before the information came up so she quickly nodded her head and followed Locke away from her desk and towards the middle of the room where the team was gathered.

"So then lieutenant who's head we gonna bust today?" asked Sawyer with a slight chuckle as Alison looked at him with an unamused look before turning away from him.

"Sorry Sawyer but no heads are gonna be bust today." Locke said to everyone's surprise as they watched him bend down to open a large cardboard box before reaching inside and pulling out a set of cameras and showing them to everyone.

"If we want to know how things are operating in New Arcadia we need to know who's operating in New Arcadia, that's why I'm sending all of you out to places where drug trafficking is known to be at its highest and take pictures of people you think are involved in the trade." He said.

"I like the idea but how will we know who's involved and who isn't?" asked Alison.

"Tavon worked gangs and Regina worked narcotics they know how to spot people." He said with a chuckle.

"That's why I'm splitting everyone into teams me and Derrick will be looking in on things at the Claiborne Housing Projects in the 2nd Ward." He said before looking at the group.

"Regina and Sawyer you too will be at the 11th and 12 Ward I want you both to be looking in on the Unity Oaks Housing Projects. That area has a high level of drug trafficking but Regina grew up there so she knows the area." He said while eyeing the duo who both kept an unenthusiastic look mostly because they were working together.

"And Alison and Tavon I want you two in the 3rd Ward looking in at the Gust Housing Projects." He said earning nods from the duo.

"Take pictures, do surveillance work, and report any suspicious activity." He said earning a nods from the group before dismissing them.

"Looks like it's me and you again partner." Said Tavon as he looked at Alison with a smile earning a nod from the woman.

"So who's the guys operating it that area?" she asked while walking out the door with Tavon.

"The Roman Boyz, the Gust Housing Projects is the main life line to their organization." He said to Alison's surprise causing her to only nod her head and follow the man out the door just as Alison's phone started to vibrate.

"What is it?" Tavon asked while she checked her phone.

"An alert for a vehicle that was stolen in the area…looks like a black Moonbeam." She said while Tavon gave her a confused look.

Red Stick

While the members of the Major Crime Task Force was splintering across New Arcadia as Felix sat inside a stolen white Moonbeam that was parked outside the bus station in Red Stick waiting for the arrival of more BSU members that had defected like him and the others. As he sat in silence looking out at the bus station the song Fuck Society by the Chicano Rock group Union 13 was blasting through the car.

Being a member of BSU, meant that you obviously was someone who liked hardcore metal music and that was true for Felix but unlike a lot of them he was a fan of Chicano Rap and Rock groups because a lot of them speak to him about his life. He grew up in the barrios of Southwest Sunbelt where the Vagos had a strong-hold on the neighborhood he grew up in. They saw him and he saw them and a few times he had confrontations with them and more importantly he watched them fight various wars against their rivals.

In his youth some of his old friends had joined the gang, but he refused to do it mostly because one of the things he hated was to see was his own people killing each other over basically nothing. He watched the brown gangs do battle with each other more than any other over turf, drugs, women, and respect and he didn't like that, but as he looked at his life he often wondered what would have been different from joining them and being in the gang he's in now.

Since becoming a member of BSU he's killed, kidnapped, robbed, and hurt people in more ways than he thought he ever could. So what was the real difference because to him he saw none in the two groups and outcomes. BSU claimed not be a gang and in truth they were less like a gang and more like a group of friends that had to do what they did to survive. Mark, Lee, Link, Manfred, and a number of the BSU members have helped him out similar to that of a college fraternity and for that he was loyal and he would stick with them not much for Brothers Stand United but more so for the Brothers who took him in.

As the beat started to drop Felix sent a look back at the front of the bus station where he noticed a crowd of people starting to step off the bus and one of the first to step off was a man who was mixed with black and Mexican that stood about five foot seven with short black hair under a black hat, bright brown eyes, and wearing a grey collar shirt, black pants, and wearing grey and black pants. This man's name was Miller Martinez and he was a loyal member of the BSU Sunbelt Chapter and another charismatic member like Mark and like him he felt that the Sunbelt leader was weak and decided to walk away with Mark.

The next man to step off the bus was a man of Puerto Rican descent who stood about five foot eight with short black hair, bright brown eyes, and wearing a sleeveless black t-shirt, khaki shorts, and black and white shoes. This man's name was Victor Reyes and he was another loyal member of BSU, but he had some disagreements with the rules of the gang.

The following men to step out were both Caucasian men with one standing about five foot eight and the other at six feet with a rather strong looking chin. They both had short black hair that was styled into a fauxhawks but the taller man had shorter sides and black eyes while the other man had bright blue eyes. The shorter man was wearing a light blue jacket that red Sunbelt on the back over a grey t-shirt, blue jean pants, and white shoes and on the right side of his neck was the letters SB and his tall friend was wearing a black leather jacket over a white t-shirt, blue jean pants and black shoes. The shorter man was named Davey Shepard and the taller man was named Eddy Edwins and both were actually enforcers for the BSU Sunbelt chapter like Mark, Lee, and Felix and would do the things other members didn't have to. What brought them all the way to Red Stick wasn't really loyalty but more so was action. They knew that wherever Mark went he brought drama and battle and they wanted a piece of that.

After the group stepped off Felix honked the horn of the car earning their attention as they quickly approached him before sliding in the stolen car.

"Felix good to see you brother." Said Miller as he slid into the front seat of the car and slapped hands with Felix.

"Likewise brothers." He replied while slapping hands with everyone else.

"So what we getting into?" asked Eddy.

"You guys got your guns because Mark already has something for us to do?" the Mexican asked as the group lifted their shirts and showed that they each had a pistol.

"So what we doing?" asked Victor with a chuckle.

New Arcadia

"Man this is good." Said Mark as he sat across the seat from his older brother Martin who watched him eat a plate of fried fish and French fries that he ordered from a local Vietnamese restaurant in the area.

"Thanks for this brother." The youngest Roman said with a chuckle.

"No problem." Martin replied with a smile as he watched a young Vietnamese woman approach Mark and refill his glass of pink lemonade earning a smile, thank you, and a wink from the youngest Roman that caused the woman to blush at him while walking away giggling earning a slight smile from Mark.

"I don't like people who stare." Mark said breaking Martin from his concentration.

"Sorry it's just…I've dreamed of this moment for years, reuniting with you after we lost you." Stated Martin earning a slight chuckle from Mark.

"You never thought of looking for me?" he asked.

"We tried we got people to look all over the Louisiana Foster System for you, but come up with no leads." He said earning a nod from Mark who already knew his brother was lying. He said we like the entire family had looked into finding him but at the most Mark figured that maybe him, their sister, and a few of his aunts and uncles looked into finding him but not his mother and damn sure not his father.

The thought of the duo left a bad taste in Mark's mouth. He'd always loathed his parents even though they had brought him into the world. His father was a drug dealer and his mother was that dragon-lady who wanted to see her sons on the streets and his grandmother knew that. She quickly pulled Martin away from them and because of so he was a lawyer, his middle brother Marrick was left in their care and he could only imagine how he turned out.

"Speaking of them how are our parents?" Mark asked not using the term mother and father solely because he didn't see neither as them as mother or father material.

"They're…almost still the same as you left I don't really talk to them much. Father usually calls me whenever he needs legal representation but that's about it and me mother barely talk." Martin replied earning a chuckle from Mark.

"Let me take a guess she didn't approve of you deciding not be a pusher and going to school or marrying a white woman?" the youngest Roman asked.

"Both which I still don't get why is she so hung up on that her brother married a white woman." He said earning a chuckle from Mark.

"You know the rules don't bring her home if she can't use momma's comb. I gotta say I'm glad she didn't see me in Sunbelt." Mark replied with a chuckle earning a slight chuckle from Martin.

"You were in Sunbelt?" he asked with wide eyes.

"Not at first, after grandma I stayed in a foster home in Red Stick for a few weeks, then I moved to Treeport, then Seaport in Mississippi, then Washington, Mississippi, then I lived in Dockington City in Maryland for about two years, after there I lived in Sunbelt for three years." Mark stated earning wide eyes from Martin.

"But I don't feel like talking about me just yet…I want to see our parents." Mark said to Martin's shock.

"Are you sure about that?" he asked with wide eyes.

"Yeah I've been waiting a long-time to stare that man in the face and get something off my chest." Said Mark with a slight chuckle.

"I don't think that maybe a good idea-." Started Martin before Mark stopped him.

"Brothers I'm gonna see him sooner or later so I'd rather meet him with you and not walk up on the streets and say "Hey I'm your son." Mark stated earning a few seconds of silence from Martin before responded.

"Alright but don't get your hopes up for anything good." He replied earning a chuckle from Mark.

"Trust me I don't!" Mark replied with a slight chuckle.

Red Stick

Things at Task's home wasn't going a little different for the Lakota and Creek Warriors as they sat in their living room loading bullets into their pistols and a rounds into an AK-47 Assault Rifle that the duo used just in case things went sideways for them.

"So how we going to do this?" asked Task as he watched Adahy load more bullets into clips for the AK-47.

"Those green-rag wearing bitches made us lose our guns so we now we can't repay the elders for our next shipment. So we're gonna take the money they owe us out of their pockets." Said Adahy with anger in his voice.

"I know those fucking pricks like to ride around in those flashy cars they drive like its Los Santos in the 1980's. I bet one of those things can fetch a heavy price at a chop shop." Adahy replied earning a nod from Task.

"So we're stealing cars from the Families seems simple compared to what we normally do." Said Task with a chuckle as Adahy watched him pick up his Bow and a small quiver that had about five arrows.

"I always wanted to use this one." He said with an evil smile while pulling an arrow out of the quiver that was different from the rest because it didn't have a small sharp tip but instead a fat red that wouldn't likely break flesh.

New Arcadia

The sun was still beaming high in the skies of New Arcadia as Link and Manfred found themselves sitting in a car across the street from a corner that was next to a local park with a fountain in the middle of it.

"This place is a great place to sell our cigarettes there's an awful lot of yuppies here." Said Manfred as Link noticed a white woman walk by with a cigarette in her mouth.

"Aye this place is good, it's the next place that has my freaking out." Said Link as he pulled away from the park and stopping a few blocks down where the duo noticed a corner that was close to a liquor store with about five African American men standing on it selling drugs.

"I get selling in front of a liquor store is good to, but this corner may cause us some problems." Said Link before the group noticed two cars come to a screeching halt in front of the corner before five men armed with baseball bats stepped out of the car and started to attack the men on the corner.

"Damn!" said Link as the group watched an African American man wearing a white wife beater, a black fedora that covered his black cornrows, black jeans, and white shoes slam his baseball bat into the chest of a man wearing a baggy white t-shirt and forcing him down on the concrete.

"You tell Maurice that this corner belong to the Game Tight Boyz bitch." He yelled before slamming the baseball bat against the man's back before the group jumped back in the cars laughing and drove away while the men lay on the ground in pain.

"Great and then there's already two crews fighting over it." Link stated.

"One of the crews fighting over it is led by Mark's father and is one of his biggest money makers. That's why this corner is so important to him. He's gonna take it mostly to send a message to the old man…and sometimes you gotta spill a little blood to send a clear enough message." Manfred replied earning a scoff from Link.

"Besides after what I'm making for this job. That's corners gonna be done a crew and other guys are gonna want to stay away from it." Manfred added with a chuckle as Link turned his head back and noticed he was tapping the box for a recently purchased remote control toy car.

"You and your cars." Link said with a chuckle before the duo drove away from the corner while pulling out his cellphone and sending Mark a text message.

Gust Housing Projects, New Arcadia

It must have been maybe two hours since Alison and Tavon arrived at the Gust Housing Projects or in their case arrived at the building across the street from the front of the projects to take pictures of the men standing outside. The building was an amazing sight thought it was twelve story high rise with a few smaller buildings around it that made up the complex and was rather astonishing to Alison.

It there time there they must have photographed maybe thirty people who they may have thought were connected with the Roman Boyz and a few Tavon knew were close members of the Roman Boyz. The easiest ones to spot was the occasional exchange of money that was going down on the ground. They wouldn't be able to make major arrest with the one's they've seen because throughout the entire transactions the ones handling and holding the drugs were maybe kids no older then fifteen while older men oversaw them.

"Shouldn't these kids be in school?" asked Alison earning a slight chuckle from Tavon.

"This is school for them because it's what many of these hoppers only know." Said Tavon to Alison's confusion.

"Hoppers?" she asked with a raised eyebrow.

"See there is a structure to boys on the corner that many don't know about a gang may have multiple areas to see to so they assign small crews to handle selling the drugs almost 24 hours a day. Each crew his headed by a Crew Chief, who watches over things and calls the people upstairs whenever they need a resupply. Under the Chief there's a Counter he's the dude at the front door when people go in for drugs they give him their money and he sends them to Hopper who takes them upstairs to an area of the building where they can get their drugs. The Counter is also supposed to make sure everything adds up at the end of the day. There are also Touts who are supposed to attract customers and Spotters who look out for cops." Tavon stated while pointing out a specific person for Alison who nodded her head while taking in the knowledge.

"I know you didn't work the streets but in LS or Liberty but that's just a little something you can use for later." Said Tavon earning a nod and a smile from Alison as the duo continued to take pictures of the scene.

"Business must be going well because things have been quiet these last couple of days." She said.

"That's just how things are here, one day things are quiet and the next you're wheeling six maybe seven bodies off a corner. It can go from zero to ten thousand in this city like the flipping of a light switch." He added earning a few seconds of silence from Alison.

"Tavon what do you know about Maurice Roman?" Alison asked to Tavon's confusion.

"Well I know a little about him but not really a lot. Why's that?" he asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Does he have any kids other than Marrick?" she asked.

"Does he last I checked that man has five kids but he could possibly have more." He answered.

"I think I may have met one of his kids, do you know a child name Marcus Roman?" she asked earning a confused look from Tavon.

"No the name doesn't sound familiar but he could be a son of one of his sister, but with a name like Marcus he could mostly likely be a spawn of the devil that is Maurice." He said earning a nod from Alison

New Arcadia

The drive all the way to East New Arcadia wasn't long for Martin but it was a stressful task as a he drove his red Sentinel down the streets while taking the occasional glance at his younger brother who was sitting in silence and with a rather emotionless look on his face.

Martin didn't have to know what his younger brother was thinking, after all these years he's had a lot of time to broad and be angry at his father and mother. He just hoped that things didn't get too heated when the group reunited.

The duo then finally arrived at a white house in a neighborhood that was just a little out of the city limits with a large front yard and fence surrounding it. This seemed to earn a chuckle from the youngest Roman who stepped out of the car with Martin in tow.

"Guess we moved on up out of the hood." Said Mark with a slight chuckle as Martin took a stand beside him.

"Yeah now just let me do the talking before I introduce you." Martin said before walking towards the front door with Mark in tow as the youngest Roman watched his brother knock on the door earning a loud yell from someone inside before the door was quickly opened and a heavyset African American woman who looked to be in her mid-thirties with short brown hair that went just a little down her neck, bright brown eyes, and wearing a brown button-up blouse, blue jean pants, and a pair of large hoop earrings and as she looked at Martin a slight scowl quickly formed on her face.

"Hi mom!" Martin said as the woman continued to look at him with a scowl before speaking.

"Hey boy!" she said with an unenthusiastic tone before walking back inside of the home with Martin and Mark following her into the home where the duo took in the sight of the nicely furnished home that had two fish tanks in the living room and walls that were covered in pictures. As Mark looked over the pictures he noticed that some were of members of the family and some were of the dudes from the neighborhood, but one thing was sure none of them featured him.

"Where's pop's?" asked Martin as he turned back to the woman.

"Maurice Martin here." Yolanda yelled before walking away as Martin and Mark turned their heads and noticed Marrick step out of his room with three more African American men.

"Well look who come home after being away for a while." Marrick said with a sinister sound in his voice as that made Martin tense up. Despite being the oldest Martin was always looked down by their father and his younger brother Marrick, who's been in the streets since he was eleven. Martin wasn't a tough person because like Mark he was raised mostly by his grandmother but unlike Mark she didn't pass away and force him to grow up on his own.

"Who the little nigga?" asked the man wearing Dust Devils Jersey, baggy black pants, white shoes, and a black hat with the Dust Devils logo. As soon as those words left his mouth Martin sent a look to Mark who had his head covered by the hood of his jacket and kept his gaze away from Marrick who quickly approached.

"Can't speak?" he asked while moving to touch Mark but before he could the group was interrupted by a dark-skinned African American man with short black hair, a thick black mustache, black eyes, wearing a white collar shirt, black jeans, and black shoes. As Mark took in the sight of his father he gave a half chuckle expecting to see the man who had to now be in his forties sagging his pants like he did in his thirties.

"What you want boy?" he asked with an authoritive tone that left Martin somewhat shaking while Mark stood unintimidated.

"I came to…" he started before Marrick interrupted.

"Speak up brother and say it with your chest." He said with a chuckle.

"I came to bring him." Martin finished before all eyes fell on Mark who lifted his head and removed the hood while staring the group down.

"Who the fuck is he?" Yolanda asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Your son!" Mark said to everyone's confusion.

"Mom Dad this is Marcus." Martin said as everyone's eyes widened at the realization of who the young man was. It must have been taking a few minutes for things to sink in as Mark found himself standing in the living room for what felt like minutes before someone spoke up.

"This is Marcus aye, it's been a while." Said Marrick as he looked over his younger brother with a smile and a devious chuckle.

"Hasn't it!" Mark replied while giving his brother an emotionless look of his own.

"Well it's about time you came home." Yolanda said causing Mark to turn to face the woman angrily.

"Your grandmother died almost seven years ago and you could have come home anytime you wanted, yet you wanted to stay out and live your life away from us." She said earning a slight chuckle from Mark.

"If you would call bouncing from foster home to foster home living a life then you're right." Mark replied with venom in his tone.

"Well then you must have done a few exciting things to stay away for so long, you must be here needing something." Maurice asked earning a slight chuckle to Mark.

"Actually I've been back in Louisiana for almost a year now and I've been doing fine without your help." Mark replied with a low growl.

"Then why the fuck are you here?" Maurice yelled earning a chuckle from Mark.

"To tell you and your crew have been evicted from the corner of Veal Street and Blue Town Boulevard, because it's mine now." Mark said to everyone's surprise before a series of laughs started to erupt throughout the room.

"Your corner…you working for Bonafide Williams and the Voodoo Park Boyz then Mark?" Marrick asked.

"I don't for anyone and I've been told that someone's ran your boys off the corner. You can take it back if you want just know this. Whoever is on that corner tonight at eight is signing a death warrant whether they be your guys or whoever." Mark said with authority in his tone that made his mother chuckle and his father do the same.

"You really got some balls coming here threatening me son." Maurice said.

"Don't call me that neither of you have the right to call me that, because none of you raised me or can be called descent parents." Said Mark earning angry looks from the duo.

"You got some nerve coming here and talking like that to us Mark." Said Marrick as Mark turned him with a chuckle.

"Say TJ teach my little brother some manners." Marrick said as Mark noticed the man wearing the jersey approaching Mark with his fist raised.

"Afraid to fight me on your own brother?" Mark asked as the man approached him and swung only for a smile to spread across Mark's face as ducked under the man who swung over him while Mark came up behind him before pushing him against the wall and causing him to slam chest first against him.

"Hey everybody watch this." Said Mark as everyone watched him closely as he drew a rather large pocket knife from his back pocket.

"Hold still bitch!" said Mark as everyone watched in shock as Mark stabbed the man but not in the back his backside earning a loud shriek from the man that could have been confused for a banshee as Mark forced the knife deeper up his rectum before throwing him down and forcing him to sit on the knife.

"Oh my god." Said Yolanda as everyone noticed blood leaking from the man's backside.

"You can keep that nice talking to all of you." Said Mark as he made his way out the door while everyone looked at the screaming man on the floor closely before Marrick felt his anger boil over.

"Fucking bitch!" he yelled before running out the front door with Maurice, Marrick, Yolanda, and the others in tow as they watched him run behind Mark before pushing him to the ground.

"Motherfucker you got some nerve, who the fuck you think you is?" Marrick asked as everyone watched Mark stand up before taking off his jacket and revealing the white wife beater that was underneath allowing everyone to take in the tattoos that were on his arms.

"The man who's about to knock you off your high horse." Said Mark as he got into a boxing stance while Marrick did the same.

After a few seconds of being in their stances Marrick threw a punch at his younger brother that easily side-stepped it before following up with a straight jab to Marrick's face that caused him to take a few steps back. He then ran back at Mark who sidestepped him before extended his foot and caused Marrick to trip over it and hit the grass covered ground with a thump.

"That the best you got brother." Mark asked as Marrick stood up and charged his younger brother while throwing three punches that Mark dodged then following up with a kick but Mark only managed to grab his leg and drop his elbow on his brothers knee earning a low groan of pain from Marrick as Mark leg go of his leg before following up with three punches to Marrick's face that caused him to take a few steps back.

"Come on bitch!" said Mark as Marrick threw another punch that Mark ducked under him to avoid before standing up and grabbing Marrick's arm, forcing it upwards, and following it up with a series of knee strikes to the middle Roman's side.

"Good night!" said Mark as he ended the fight with a punch to the back of Marrick's head that successfully knocked him out while everyone looked on in shock.

"He Maurice this is your favorite son ain't well guess what…he just got his ass beat by the son you forgot." Mark yelled before kicking Marrick in the back just as Lee stopped Mark's black Buccaneer in front of the house before honking the horn.

"Have a nice fucking day." Mark with anger in his voice before he walked over to the car and slide in the passenger seat while Lee drove away from the home.

"Did you have a fun day with your parents?" Lee asked earning a slight chuckle from Mark.

"Yes I did but we're gonna have more fun tonight." Said Mark as Lee turned a corner away from the neighborhood while Maurice walked over to the unconscious Marrick and looked at him closely before sending a look down the road.

"Looks like our boys become a defiant little man." Said Yolanda with a smile as she sent a look to Maurice who didn't look amused.

Red Stick

The sun was finally beginning to set on this day and many people were following the norm and making their way off the streets with the exception of a two green clad gang members who were sitting on the front porch of a home talking and drinking forties while a small party was going on inside the home with seven family members inside.

"So when you gonna sell me that car loc?" asked a man wearing a Feud Jersey, khaki pants, and whites shoes causing the group to turn their attention to a bright green Vigero parked in the driveway.

"Shit I ain't selling that car to anybody cuz." A gang member wearing a black t-shirt, blue jean pants, and a green Feud hat replied with a chuckle.

"Ain't nobody taking that car from-." He started before a loud whooshing sound caught everyone's attention before their eyes widened at the sight of an arrow sticking out of the man's chest.

"What the fuck-." The other family member started before he caught an arrow in the head that quickly silenced him while the man with the arrow in his chest looked on in fear as Task and Adahy approached the house almost like black ghost after they changed into their black clothing.

"Get the car I'll cover you." Said Adahy as he took the AK-47 and stood outside the front door with it at the ready in case someone came out while Task approached the car and pulled a Slim Jim out of his back pocket before forcing it into the door of the car where the windows were located. Thanks to the car being an older model it didn't have barrier blocks so Task was easily able to Jimmy the levers causing the car to unlock.

"I got it!" Task said before sliding into the driver's seat and beginning to hotwire the car causing and easily getting it to start up without any problems.

"Finished!" he said as Adahy lifted his AK-47 to the window and prepared to fire only for Task to stop him.

"We can't waste the ammo." He said before lifting his bow and loading the red-tipped arrow into it.

"This'll send a good enough message." He said while pulling back on the string and catching site of an African American man wearing a green flannel shirt, black jeans, and black shoes with a mouth full of gold teeth.

"Do it!" Task said as Adahy slammed the butt of his AK-47 in the window, easily shattering the glass and causing the Family members to look at the window.

"The fuck-!" the gold mouth gang member asked before Task let go of the string and sent the red-tipped arrow flying forward and as soon as the red tipped hit the man's front teeth and mall explosion caught everyone's attention that reminded them of a Magnum Revolver being fired followed by the feeling of a warm wet liquid splashing on a few of them.

As the group turned their heads they noticed that the gang member with the gold teeth now was missing all of his teeth, his lips, tongue and even parts of his nose were ripped off as a rather large hole was placed in the center of his head causing all the gang member's to look on in shock while Task and Adahy drove away from the house.

"Explosive Arrow?" Adahy asked while smiling at Task.

"Yeah, the explosion itself is small and can't destroy a car but it can do some damage if it gets inside." The Lakota warrior replied with an evil chuckle while Adahy sped down the road.

New Arcadia Police Station

The drive back to the police station wasn't all that long for Alison as she and Tavon made their way back into the office where they noticed Lieutenant Locke, Regina, and the others already standing over a desk looking over some of the pictures they took.

"Took you two long enough." Regina said earning a chuckle from Tavon.

"Third Ward ain't no stone's throw away." He replied while handing his camera to the woman before sending a look to Alison who was making her way over to her desk.

"Alright I'll take the photos." Said Locke as he took the cameras.

"So Lieutenant you mind explaining to me why the hell we just spent the entire day playing photographer?" Sawyer asked earning a chuckle from Locke.

"Because we're building something here Sawyer…and all the pieces matter." Locke said with a slight smile before walking away while Alison quickly accessed her computer and noticed that the file on Mark had finally come through along with a picture that came from a driver's license.

"Is that him?" Tavon asked approaching her from behind and looking at the picture.

"Yeah that's him." Alison said as Tavon took in the sight of the picture.

"He's got Maurice's eyes." He said while folding his arms over his chest.

"That's because he's the son of Maurice Roman and a Yolanda Roman." Alison said earning a nod from Tavon.

"I feel sorry for him, the father is a drug dealer and the mother is a dragon-lady who encourages her sons to go to the streets." Tavon said with a chuckle.

"Look at this, he was apart of something called the Katherine Rescue Group in 2004." Alison said.

"That was the rescue group for orphaned kids after Hurricane Katherine. They were the group that helped a lot of kids find foster homes." Tavon said to Alison's confusion.

"Wait how come Mark was in the foster system when both of his parents are alive?" Alison asked while continuing to go over his file.

"Damn this kids been around the system and around the south." Said Tavon as the group noticed eight different foster homes that Mark had stayed in over the course of two years that were across the Southeast United States.

"Look at his, he disappeared from his foster home in Dockington City." Alison said.

"Yeah and a few weeks later he was taken to the ER for stab wounds and a punctured lung." Said Tavon as Alison continued to go over Mark's file.

"Next thing that happened to him was almost two years later he got picked up by police in Sunbelt after a fight at a local hardcore show with a bunch of skinheads." Tavon added as Alison went to search more into Mark's file only to be stopped by a red flag that asked for proper clearance.

"What that's?" Tavon asked as he watched Alison take her hands away from the keyboard.

"We can't dig more into his file, because someone has blocked us out." Alison stated.

"Who has the power to block out the FIB?" he asked.

"A government organization that's higher up the chain of command then the FIB. That means Mark is or was involved in something big enough to earn the attention of the government and they basically blanked out part of his life while he was involved with them." She said while sending Tavon a look that made him look just as confused.

"I don't know if he could be a problem or not with that information." Said Tavon.

New Arcadia

This time of night the streets were usually void of a lot of people who lived in the impoverished neighborhoods of New Arcadia. With those who try to live good normal lives going home and preparing for the next day. Also to avoid the nights because they belonged to those who did business best in the dark.

The corner boys were on their corners, the addicts were out buying, and the hookers were out turning tricks all over the area. The scene at the corner of Veal Street and Blue Town Boulevard though was almost like a scene from a movie with about nine drug dealers standing on the corner with two car loads of men inside with guns in case things went bad.

Amongst those on the corner was the fedora wearing man from earlier in the day as Maurice found himself sitting in the passenger seat of a black Emperor looking at the corner with Marrick sitting next to him with bandages on his face.

"Why we just sitting here and not rolling on these fools?" Marrick asked with anger in his voice.

"Because I want to see something," the man replied with anger in his voice.

"If you think Mark dumb enough to come roll up on these dudes you gonna be looking stupid." Marrick stated while Maurice continued to look at the corner without noticing the remote control toy truck moving down the street beside him.

"Manfred's almost in place so ready up brothers." Said Link over a Walkie Talkie as he sat in a car down the street from the corner while Manfred sat beside him with a laptop resting on his lap and the remote control for the toy truck in his hands.

"And got you." Said Manfred as he looked at his laptop where a video of the men standing on the corner was being played on from the camera strapped to the toy truck.

"Get their attention." Said Link as Manfred rammed the toy truck into the leg of a drug dealer who looked at the device in anger.

"The fuck is this?" he yelled as four more men approached him and looked at the toy truck that flipped on its side as the man kicked it.

"Some nigga must gotta controller somewhere-." Said another man as a smile spread across Manfred's face.

"You done fucked up now assholes." Said Manfred as the group looked at the toy truck and noticed that a bottle was bottle was underneath the toy truck and a reddish liquid was leaking out from under the truck.

"What the hell?" asked a dealer as a black clad man stood atop the building the gang members were standing on lighting a Molotov Cocktail.

"Have fun assholes." Said Miller as he dropped the bottle that took the corner boys by surprise as it hit the ground and created a small cloud of fire that blinded the dealers followed by creating a cloud of smoke that caused everyone to cough and cover their eyes that felt like they were being stung by bees.

"What the hell?" asked Maurice as he and Marrick looked at the corner with wide eyes as the men in the cars started to step out with weapons at the ready.

"Tear Gas released you're a go brothers." Said Link as Mark, Lee, and Felix jumped out from an alley way behind the men firing their pistols and into the men in the back car while Victor, Davey, and Eddy fired their pistols into the men getting out of the front.

"Fuck you!" said a man who's eyes were burning from the cloud of a smoke but his pain was quickly taken away from him as Davey shot the man in the back of the head while Felix shot another in the neck.

"Focus!" said Mark as time seemed to almost slow down for him as he shot one of the men that was stepping out of the cars with a Mac-10 two times in the chest and followed up with a shot to the neck. He then fired another shot that caught another man stepping out of a car in the head spraying his brains all over the walls.

"Here's a present." Said Miller as he threw another Molotov Cocktail that was aimed for the middle car but instead of hitting the vehicle he hit the driver and instantly set him a flame.

"No you don't." said Felix as he and Lee shot a corner boy that was going for his several times in the back before shooting anther two times in the head.

"Like shooting blind fish." Said Davey as he and Eddy shot two more men in the back of the head while Mark fired a well-placed shot that hit the man in the fedora in the knee and taking him off his feet while he continued to rub his eyes.

"Move up!" said Mark as he and the others moved on the drug dealers who were easily cut down while the men in the cars found themselves on the losing end despite having better weapons as a fat man tried to step out of his car only to be met with the barrel of Felix's gun.

"Goodbye!" the Mexican man said before firing a single shot that ended the man's life while Lee shot a man that was wiggling on the ground in the head.

"Get to it." Said Mark as Felix, Lee, and Victor reached into their back pockets and pulled out a set of bandannas before moving to the stalled cars and stuffing them in the gas tanks while Davey and Eddy tagged pulled out cans of spray paint and started to tag the ground.

"Motherfucker." Came a new voice as Mark noticed a man who had been several times sitting up against the side of a car.

"You're all dead." he as Mark kneeled before him before noticing something silver resting on top of the car tire causing him to reach for it as the man noticed a smile spread across the youngest Roman's face as he pulled a silver Desert Eagle.

"I know I'm dead but only on the inside while you're dead all over." Mark said as he pointed the gun to the man's head before firing a shot into the center of his head and came out the back before going the car door as well.

"Gotta love fifty caliber guns." Said Mark as he put the gun in the back of his pants while Lee, Felix, and Victor pulled out lighters and started to light the bandannas.

"We should get going." Mark said as Davey and Eddy stopped spray-painting while Link and pulled the van up in front of the group before opening the doors and allowing them to squeeze in while speeding off while Maurice and Marrick looked on in utter shock.

"Son of a bitch!" said Maurice as he and Marrick sat in silence at what they just watched.

Red Stick

"How much you got?" asked Adahy as Task walked out of a chop shop with half a smile on his face.

"Not enough to compensate our loss of guns, but it's a start and it's more than I was hoping for." Said Task as he slid into his car and drove off with Adahy.

"Well then we're gonna have to find another way to make quick money." Said Task earning a chuckle from Adahy.

"We tried it your way that means we can do things my way." The Creek warrior replied with an evil chuckle as Task watched him crack his knuckles with a sinister smile.

"Crap!" said Task as he drove away from the chop shop while Adahy continued to laugh.

New Arcadia

The scene at the corner of Veal Street and Blue Town Boulevard had turned from being a group of men on the streets selling drugs to a group of cops looking over the bodies of those dead.

"Jesus!" said Alison as she approached the area and took in the sight of the thirteen men who had either been shot or burned to death in their altercation along with the three burned out cars.

"Remember when I said zero to ten thousand, this is exactly what I meant." Said Tavon as he approached Alison who had turned to the building next to the corner and took in the sight of a black five pointed star painted on the wall.

"Things are gonna be getting a lot louder." Alison said while eyeing the star closely.

Authors Note: And that's the end of this chapter that I have to say beat my last in being the most action-packed. I hope you all liked it.

You know I can't feature a story with Mark without featuring Marrick and Martin in this age. Mostly because I needed to give him a family. As you can tell if you read my last story they're different from this story in the sense that Martin is the outcast of the family while Marrick is seen as the top dog because of he's a drug dealer like his father. Also there appearances changed Martin is based off Malcolm Goodwin who played on The Longshots and iZombie and Marrick is based off Aldis Hodge who played MC Ren on Straight Outta Compton and Leverage. One of the reasons Martin is shunned by his family is because of his decision to marry Ella. She is visually based on Billie Piper who was on Doctor Who the second series and we'll learn more about her when Martin and Mark do some bonding.

I also introduced their parents Maurice and Yolanda Roman. Both are in my opinion are horrible parents. If your parents are involved you're more likely to become a drug dealer if your parents are. Maurice is visually based off actor Clifton Powell who played in Dead Presidents, Ray, and damn near everything with black people and Yolanda is based off Sandi McCree who played Namond's mom on The Wire and she will also act a lot like her character on The Wire.

I also introduced more members of BSU that defected from the Sunbelt Chapter. They won't play the same roles as Mark, Lee, Link, Felix, and Manfred and probably won't be featured in most of the chapters, right now they're basically additional soldiers. In GTA V Franklin, Michael, and Trevor were able to do heist with people of their choosing and I'm trying to go the same route with the addition of Eddy, Davey, Victor, and Miller.

Davey and Eddy are based off wrestlers Davey Richards and Eddy Edwards, reason for that is because they were used in another one of my stories in the past. Victor is based off Victor Rasuk who played Tony on Lords of Dogtown. Miller is based off Jarod Joseph who plays on The 100.

The Gust Housing Projects is based off the Melpomene Housing Projects in New Orleans 3rd Ward, The Claiborne Housing Projects is based off the Calliope Project in the 2nd Ward, and Unity Oaks Housing Projects is based off the Magnolia Housing Projects that stretch from the 11th to the 12th Ward. These three housing projects are some of the most infamous in the country and are known for murders and drug areas. You go on brochure and they will tell you to enter at your own risk and taxis, pizza delivery places, and even some mailmen won't go in these areas. They're that bad.

What Task used to kill that Family member was an explosive arrow. The explosion only won't kill you but it will do a lot of damage and if anything explosive go in your mouth you might as well call yourself dead.

I also introduced Mark, Lee, Felix, Manfred, and Link's special abilities. Alison has her tackle and Task has his amazing shooting skills well Mark has an ability similar to Michael in that he can slow down time to shoot but at the same time he can do it in fist fights allowing him to counter a lot of people when they swing at him, Lee's ability is that he's the groups doctor, Felix has a driving ability that allows him to ram people off the road, Link is a tacticians specialist and whereas Mark, Lee, and Felix are skilled shooters and fighters he's the thinker of the group, and Manfred is an explosives expert originally the toy truck was supposed to have a bomb but I don't want to bring bombs in this story just yet.

Also the liquid that was coming out of the toy truck was a combination of chilly peppers and alcohol. If you boil them together you can make homemade tear gas and the fumes are flammable so that's how you get the fire and smoke together.

Davey and Eddy drawing that Five Point Stat is mostly used to send the cops on the way of the Ballas. In this story the Ballas are based on the Bloods and a lot of East Coast Bloods throw up the five point star to show affiliation with the People's Nation in Chicago and a lot of Blood sets in the south do that.

When Tavon explained to Alison how dudes on corners operate with ranks and system is how a lot of dudes who sell drugs on corners operate. If you watched the Wire you'd really know how the corner boys operate.

Stick around for next chapter because it's Alison's day and she's sitting down with Mark to talk about his life over dinner, Mark introduces himself to the men who run the criminal underworld in New Arcada, and Task and Adahy show their fighting skills for money.

Oh and I want to thank everyone that's been reviewing my story and Snarf yes I heard of Black September, did your uncle die in Munich. As far as you know it sounding stereotypical for Task to be using a bow and arrow since he Native…it does sound Stereotypical but Bows and Arrows are still used by a lot of Native people in this day and age.