Chapter 8: Can a Truce Be Made
The Real Marcus Roman
New Arcadia (Three Days Later)
The sun had long since set on this day in New Arcadia and many people were already off the streets. Things in the city have been very bloody these last few days as a violent turf war seemed to be waging across the streets of New Arcadia with bodies being dropped on both sides. The ensuing war had kept a number of people in their homes especially after dark and that seemed to be the case now as Mark sat in the passenger seat of his Buccaneer while Link sat in the driver's seat with a smile on his face.
"I can't believe we're doing this." The blonde haired man said earning a chuckle from Mark.
"Heist and hits are what we do brother, heist and hits." Mark replied just as the song Don't Let me be Misunderstood by the Animals started to play on the radio causing Mark to give a smile.
"Link come on you know it?" Mark asked earning a roll of the eyes from the blonde haired man.
"Baby do you understand me now, sometimes I feel a little mad." Mark started before elbowing Link in the side. "But don't you know that no one alive can always be an angel, when things go wrong I feel real bad." he continued but as he sang a few blocks away from his location a knock could be heard on the door of a home that was quickly greeted by a shirtless African American man wearing a purple do-rag and black jeans.
"I didn't order no fucking Chinese food." The man replied before moving to close the door on Lee who quickly kicked the door and forcing it to swing open where the man quickly noticed the Sawn-Off Double Barrel Shotgun aimed at him.
"I'm just a soul whose intentions are good." Link sang earning a chuckle from Mark.
"SHIT-!" he started before Lee pulled one trigger and a violent blast exploded from the muzzle of the Shotgun that blew a hole into the center of the man's chest and actually sent him flying backwards before hitting the floor with a thud while another Balla sat on the couch with his hands up to Lee who pointed the Shotgun at the man before pulling the other trigger.
"Oh lord please don't let me be misunderstood." sang Mark with an evil chuckle earning a nod from Link.
"Baby, sometimes I'm so carefree with a joy that's hard to hide." Link started earning a nod from Mark. "And sometimes it seems that, all I have to do is worry and then you're bound to see my other side." He continued while across town a member of the Black Kings found himself walking to the front porch of his home.
"I'm just a soul whose intentions are good." The blonde haired man sang just as the Balla turned his head and noticed a young man coming from the side of his house with a Pistol in his hand before raising it and firing a single shot into the center of the man's head before running off.
"Oh lord please don't let me be misunderstood." Mark ended with a chuckle earning a nod from Link.
"If I seem edgy I want you to know, that I never mean to take it out on you. " Mark sang with Link providing the chorus. "Life has its problems, and I get my share, and that's one thing I never mean to do." He continued.
"Cause I love you, oh!" the duo sang at the same time while Alison found herself on the otherside with the Gang Task Force investigating a double homicide of two local New Arcadia drug dealers.
"Oh, oh, oh, baby - don't you know I'm human, I have thoughts like any other one." Mark sang while Link nodded his head. "Sometimes I find myself, Lord, regretting some foolish thing, some little simple thing I've done." He continued with a chuckle while at a barbershop on the otherside of town a Black Kings member found himself sitting in the chair of an empty barbershop with only him and the barber just as Felix walked into the place and sent a look to the barber who walked out of the room while Felix approached the man.
"I'm just a soul whose intentions are good." The duo sang at the same time each with smiles on their faces. "Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood."
"Open your eyes vato." He said causing the Black King to quickly open his eyes only to be met with an open palm being placed over his mouth followed by the sharp blade of a pocket knife stabbing him three times in the belly and chest.
"Yes, I'm just a soul whose intentions are good." Link started while Mark smiled.
"Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood." He continued just as his cellphone started to ring from a familiar number that quickly caused him to turn down the radio and answer it. He always found amusement in singing with his blonde haired brother it always found a way to brighten their moods whether the song was heavy metal or slow Indie.
"Hello!" Mark said while putting the phone to his ear.
"Are you home yet?" asked the familiar voice of Alison earning a chuckle.
"No not yet." He replied while rolling his eyes already knowing where this conversation was heading.
"Well you need to start making your way there, you know I don't like you being on the streets after dark." She replied earning a nod from Mark.
"I know, I'll be home in a few minutes I just got to make another stop before I go." He replied.
"You better be there before I arrive." She said earning a chuckle from Mark who quickly stopped as Link patted him on the stomach causing him to look out and see a silver Emperor pull up across the street and watch a man with a purple hat, white t-shirt, and white pants step out of the passenger seat and started to walk down an alley with a brown bag in hand.
"I gotta go, see you when I get home." Said Mark as he quickly hung up to Alison's dismay.
"Make it quick." Said Link as Mark quickly slid out of the passenger seat of the car before running behind the man who stepped out of the car into the alley before grabbing him by the back of his neck and slamming his head on the wall of the building to his right and then putting his Glock to the back of the man's head.
"Seen you make a drop of money yesterday bro." said Mark as he quickly snatched the bag from the man's hand before looking through it.
"What they call you yo?" Mark asked causing the man to slowly to his head back to look at him.
"Big Ryder." He said causing Mark to hit the man's cheek with his gun to keep him from looking at him. Despite it being out in the open the young Creole didn't bother to wear a mask since hardly anybody would be outside.
"Ryder if you dropping off packages of money that makes you the sets muscle and your friend in the car as well." Stated Mark earning silence from the man.
"Where you from Ryder?" Mark asked.
"Here!" he replied earning an evil chuckle from Mark.
"Can't be ain't no self-respecting New Arcadia nigga gonna be caught dead wearing Balla colors." The Creole replied with an evil chuckle.
"Let me ask you little brother, why imitate niggas you never gonna meet in your lifetime when you got some of the hardest in the nation right around you?" he asked earning silence from the man.
"Exactly, too bad for you I don't like Hepatitis B." Mark finished before pulling the trigger of his pistol and sending a bullet into the back of the man's head that actually came out his right eye and caused a mist of blood to splatter across the wall.
"Stupid prick." Said Mark as he started to run out of the alley while the Balla who was sitting in the drivers seat sat in silence before Mark came running out of the alley firing three shots that hit the man twice in the chest and once in the head instantly killing him and causing his head to hit the steering wheel and forcibly honk the horn.
"Let's go!" said Mark as he jumped back into the passenger seat while Link drove away from the scene of the crime.
Red Stick
To say there was a gang war going on in New Arcadia, things in Red Stick were moderately better. Well as moderate as one could get as Manfred found himself sitting in the home of Mark's grandmother doing inventory on the pack of cigarettes the group had left and counting the money the group had acquired over the last couple of weeks while the song Institutionalized by Suicidal Tendencies played on the radio.
He hadn't finished counting but by the way it was looking the group had made well over seventy-five thousand dollars with most of their income coming in from the assassinations the group had carried out for Heavy Joe against the Ballas, Black Kings, and drug dealers who worked for them.
As the hard rock song played over the radio and he counted the money, Manfred couldn't help but to think on his own life. Despite being born in Sunbelt to two Gujarati parents who grew up poor in a small village that they would describe as having the population of a small city in India. When they came to America they made ends meet by working at a liquor store that would often be robbed by gang members.
Their actions would steal money away from his family and leave them sitting some nights hungry and in the dark. He wished he could thank them though, for they gave him a reason to chase money even if his methods weren't legal. That goal was one of the reasons he had followed Mark to Red Stick, in his time with the Sunbelt Chapters he'd learned that despite not having parents, a job, or trust funds like many of the other members Mark stayed with money and he made sure Lee, Link, and those that were loyal to him stayed with money.
It wasn't greed that brought Manfred to Red Stick though, it was the idea of having something his parents never did.
His thoughts were then interrupted though by the sound of a knock at the door causing him to make his way to the door before cracking it open to see Miller, Davey, Eddy, and Viktor on the other side.
"You gonna let us in?" Miller asked as Manfred opened the door allowing the group to step inside and take seats on the couch.
"What'd you get?" he asked before the group reached into their pockets and pulled out bills of money then passed them to Manfred who went back to counting the money before handing them each stacks of money.
"Mark said you guys can have the next couple of days off with New Arcadia being a hot zone and all." He said earning nods from the group.
"Thank god I don't see how drug dealers can stand on corners all day." Stated Viktor.
"The idea of easy money is infectious to all." Manfred replied before flipping through a clip of money.
New Arcadia
"It's done!" said Mark as he walked into Heavy Joe's restaurant with Lee, Felix, Link, and Buck following behind him as they approached the man who was sitting in the back of the restaurant with a smile on his face.
"Good work." He said before pulling out a brown paper bag and handing it to Mark who quickly looked inside of it and noticed that it was filled with money.
"Twenty-five thousand, five for each head." He said earning a nod from Mark who considered the payout small but didn't complain because he took ten thousand dollars from the bag he took off Ryder.
"So what's the next job?" Mark asked while folding his arms over his chest.
"I need you and your boys to play security tomorrow night." Joe replied.
"Heist and hits are what me and my guys do, not bodyguard work." The Creole shot back earning a nod from Joe.
"What if I told you, that you would be providing security to me and a few other members of the New Rising Council as we have a sit down with the leaders of the Ballas and Black Kings to try and…squash this beef." Joe stated earning nods from the group.
"Well then this changes things." Said Mark as he sent a look to Lee and the others.
"Where will the meeting take place?" Link asked.
"Tomorrow night at the Voodoo night club." He replied earning a nod from Mark.
"Voodoo, that's a strip club and if you didn't know me and my boys are a little underage." He shot back earning a chuckle from Joe.
"Don't worry I own the club so none of you will have problems at the door." He replied earning a nod from the group.
"Alright we'll see you tomorrow night then." Said Mark as he turned to walk out of the restaurant with the group.
"You know I always pictured my first trip to a strip club would be with you guys, but I never pictured it would be like this." Said Link earning chuckles from the group.
"I ain't complaining as long as I get a dance." Lee shot back as the group climbed into Mark's Buccaneer before driving away from the restaurant.
"Bucky how'd you feel?" Mark asked while looking back at the teen.
"I didn't look at him after I shot him in the head, but I feel better than I did the first time." He replied earning a nod from Mark.
"It gets easier from here on out." Lee replied as the group watched him check his Sawn-Off Shotgun.
"If we're gonna be playing security we're gonna need better weapons." Said Felix.
"No we won't." Mark replied to the group's surprise. "I have a feeling the clubs gonna be open during the meeting so we'll have to deal with a crowd of people should things go bad."
"That's a good thing to do on Joe's part, keeps everyone trigger-finger on hold." Link stated.
"So at the most we'll need our pistols and some vest, you guys think you can pick those up tomorrow?" Mark asked.
"Yeah we got enough for five vest." Stated Felix.
"Four vest, Buck you're sitting this one out." Mark replied earning a scoff from the boy.
"What I got things under control." He shot at Mark.
"You do but I still gotta teach you when to use a gun, better then what you do know." The youngest Roman replied. "And I can't teach you that in one night."
"So we're going in with small arms and small numbers looking out for us, in a place where everyone's on some self-preservation type bullshit." Stated Lee.
"We won't be alone, I have a feeling Mark's gonna invite his new girlfriend to watch our backs." Added Felix earning a middle finger from Mark.
"And yes she will be there, I'd rather have these pricks have a shootout with NAPD then us." Mark replied.
'We're alright with that, but admit though brother you're catching feelings." Said Lee.
"Shut up!" Mark shot back.
"We aren't hearing a no." said Link with a chuckle earning another middle finger from Mark. In truth he was starting to have feelings for Alison but he'd never admit it and he was constantly convincing himself that his feelings were false. He'd already been heartbroken once and he didn't want to go through that again.
"Speak of the devil, and they shall appear." Said Felix as Mark pulled into the parking lot the group quickly noticed Alison leaning over the edge of the top railings looking down below at them.
"Well someone's sleeping on the couch tonight." Said Lee with a chuckle as the group stepped out of the car and began to make their way up the stairs with Mark choosing to stay in the middle in hopes that Alison wouldn't seem him.
"Hey Ali!" said Link as he greeted the woman with a smile while her eyes instantly moved to Mark.
"You here now." She said earning a defeated look from Mark while Lee and the others silently giggled at him before making their way into his apartment.
"Hey!" he said while Alison looked at him angrily.
"I thought I told you I wanted you home before sundown, not two hours after the sunset." She said earning a nod from Mark.
"That you did." He replied with a smile.
"I don't see anything funny Mark, it's dangerous to be out there right now after dark especially with the people you're with." She said a chuckle from Mark.
"Did I have you worrying?" he asked.
"Yes you did." She replied earning a surprised look from Mark.
"Well then you got nothing to worry about for the rest of the night, no bodies are gonna be dropped." He replied to her confusion.
"What are you talking about?" she asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Heavy Joe is having sit down tomorrow with the leaders of the New Rising Council and the leaders of the Ballas and Black Kings." Mark replied to Alison's surprise.
"They're trying to call a truce." She stated.
"Or once side is trying to kill the leaders of the other all at once." He added. "Either way it goes my father will be there, along with my brother, and me as well as Link, Lee, and Felix."
"Mark you can't be serious, if this is trap or setup you can't be there." She said earning a nod from Mark.
"I know but I have a feeling it won't be, the clubs gonna be open tomorrow night. So on top of meeting there will be hundreds of people downstairs which will give some incentive to not shoot, but either way me and my guys would feel safer with you and a few other cops there watching us." He stated.
"Yeah we help you feel safe while I sit back and worry about you being in a room of killers." She replied.
"Listen, I'll be fine and we need to do this both of us." He said before approaching her and taking her hands in his own. "If I'm there I can tell you what's going on and I'll feel comfortable with you being there watching my back like you are here now."
"Alright I'll talk the others and see if I can get some officers there, but I know I'll be there for sure." She said earning a nod and a smile from Mark.
"Thank you!" he said before massaging his knuckles with her thumb.
"Be sure to stop by a store to get an outfit." He added to her surprise.
"What's wrong with my outfit?" she asked while looking down at her clothing to take in the sight of her white button up shirt under a red jacket, blue jean pants, and brown shoes.
"You look like a cop, and when you walk into that club those at the door will see you and instantly not let you in." he said to her confusion.
"Then what do you suppose I wear?" she asked while folding her arms over her chest.
"I don't know wear something loose, show off those nice legs and beautiful stomach." He replied earning a slight blush from Alison. "Or where whatever girls wear when they go to a strip club.
"A strip club that's where this meeting is taking place?" she asked in a loud tone.
"Actually from what I hear it's a regular club but there are topless women dancing on poles for dollar bills." He replied with a chuckle.
"Unbelievable!" she said in a huff.
"Don't worry it'll be fun." He stated.
"Yeah for you." She shot back earning a louder chuckle from Mark.
"If it makes you feel any better I'll keep my eyes to myself…or on you, whatever floats your boat." The Creole replied earning a slight blush from Alison.
"I guess I'll see you tomorrow." He said earning a nod from Alison who leaned her head down in anticipation for either a kiss on the forehead or the cheek but to her surprise he only let go of her hands before making his way to his door.
"Goodnight!" he said before walking inside of his apartment.
"Goodnight!" she said with a hint of disappointment in her voice. This wasn't the first night she anticipated a kiss from the youngest Roman that didn't come. Things have been different since that night a few days ago, Mark's been more defiant and distant to her and she didn't know why. She had a feeling he had some feelings for her but she knew he couldn't fully act on them and neither should she with her own feelings, but still the lack of affection from the youngest Roman was starting to get to her.
Liddell (The Next Morning)
The sun was beginning to rise on this day as Marisa found herself stepping out her car behind her small shop where she quickly noticed Task sitting out front drinking a cup of hot coffee.
"What are you doing here?" she asked while watching him take a sip of his coffee.
"Well your father wanted me to watch over you and I feel better watching you with you in my sight." He replied with a chuckle.
"I don't need your help after what you and your friend did last time." She shot back while unlocking the front door.
"You're saying that now, but should something happen I bet I'd be the first name you call." He replied with a chuckle. "Look I'll be here but you won't even know I'm here." He stated before moving to the back of the store while Marisa eyed him closely.
Red Stick
The drive to Red Stick wasn't long for Mark, Lee, Buck, Felix, and Link as duo pulled their car up in front of Ammunation. Despite being able to buy weapons at any of the other gun stores in the state, Ammunation made purchasing a gun for illegal activities easier.
As the duo walked into the store they were quickly bombarded by the smell of gunpowder and the bright white light that made one think they were just shot in the head and moving for the light.
"How can I help you gentlemen today?" asked the heavyset Caucasian man standing behind the register.
"Yeah we looking for body armor." Said Mark earning a smile from the man.
"Well you're in luck gentlemen we just got a shipment of some new vest, light in weight yet sturdy enough to take rounds from an Assault Rifle." He said before reaching under the counter and pulling out a black vest then presenting it to Mark and Link while Felix and the others looked at the weapons around the store.
"How much?" Mark asked.
"Nine hundred each." He replied earning a rub of the chin for Mark. He knew anywhere else a bullet proof vest would be in the range of three hundred to five hundred dollars but Ammunation had higher prices because they cut out having paperwork on anything purchased there and one didn't have to wait the ten days after purchasing their guns that was customary in Louisiana.
"We'll take them, and five boxes of nine millimeter rounds, a box of fifty caliber rounds, and-." Mark started before turning to Lee. "Hey brother you need slugs?"
"Yeah give me two boxes of Buck Shots." Lee replied earning a nod from Mark.
"You heard him." Said Mark earning a nod from the man.
"Mind if I ask, if you would be interested in buying our new H&K SCAR-L Assault Rifle." The cashier said directing the group's attention to an Assault Rifle on the wall.
"Fires a 7.62x51mm rounds and actually just replaced the M4A1 Assault Rifle as the go to weapon of choice for most Marines and Navy Seals because its ability to be used in close, mid, and even long range." He said earning a smile from Mark.
"Nice how much?" he asked.
"We're running a special for this month purchase of a SCAR-L will also get you a Foregrip and two boxes of ammo for seven thousand." He said earning a smile from Mark that was quickly wiped away as Link put his hand on his shoulder.
"Another time right now we just need the armor." Said Mark earning a nod from the man.
"Alright then your total is eight thousand, would that be cash." He said as Link quickly reached into his jacket and dropped a stack of money on the man's desk.
"You're no fun." said Mark earning a roll of the eyes from Link while the cashier rung them up.
New Arcadia
"So let me get this straight, there's a meeting tonight between Heavy Joe and the New Rising Council and the leaders of the Ballas and Black Kings in New Arcadia." Stated Lieutenant Locke as he stood before Alison with the other members of the Major Crimes Task Force.
"Yes it's gonna be held at a club called Voodoo." She replied.
"I guess Joe realizes he can't make much money with guys firing on his corners." Said Tavon earning a nod from Regina.
"Where'd you get this information?" asked Derrick earning a few seconds of silence from Alison who weighed her options.
"Some of these guys in New Arcadia can't keep their mouths shut." She replied earning a few confused looks from the officers.
"That maybe true, but we're still need to know if this is a credible source and how you got it. Was it from that CI of yours?" Locke asked.
"No he hasn't heard anything but I heard it from-." She started before moving to the tack-board where pictures of the New Rising Council members were located. "This guy!"
She didn't really know the guy she pointed to and really just selected someone from the sea of pictures and the result of that was a bald headed man with big black eyes.
"That's Lil Bear, he's the number two for the Paper Boyz. If information like that coming from a number two it's gotta be credible." Said Regina earning a nod from Locke.
"Well then it's worth looking into." He replied before rubbing his chin. "Since you got the information Alison I want you running point with Tavon, Regina, and Sawyer. I want all of you to be my eyes and ears in that club and I want to know everything that happens and everyone you saw there in a full report tomorrow morning."
"Maybe you might get lucky and see Joe's private military guys." Said Derrick to everyone's confusion.
"Private military!" Tavon repeated with a raised eyebrow.
"What can any of you tell me about how New Arcadia guys and how they take someone out?" Derrick asked.
"They vicious and like to take guys out with Assault Rifles." Regina replied earning a nod from Derrick.
"They also like to pump more bullets then needed in their enemies." He shot back. "But take a look at all of these guys killed in the last couple of days." He continued before setting down the pictures of the Balla and Black King members killed over the course of a few days.
"I eliminated a few of them and pulled out the one's that spoke to me, so what can you tell me about all these murders?" he asked as Alison sent a look to each picture.
"They were shot only once and in the head at a close range." She said earning a nod from Derrick.
"Yes and one shot is not something New Arcadia gangsters do." He said before pulling out another picture of a dead Balla in his car and a man with a bullet hole in his head.
"These men were killed yesterday, now here me out on this one." He said as the group eyed him closely.
"This guy was shot just once in the back of the head at a close range and instantly killed in a alley." He said earning nods from the group. "The shooter then turns arounds and runs out of the alley and fires only three rounds that struck the driver twice in the chest…and once in the head."
"Guy must be one hell of a shot." Stated Sawyer.
"That's what my commanding officer told us to do if someone's coming at us, put two in his chest and one in his head." Said Locke.
"You were in Army?" asked Alison with a raised eyebrow.
"Delta Force, but I can tell you whoever did this must have Navy Seal level of training." He said to the group's surprise.
"Great so there are guys running around New Arcadia with Special Operations Training." Said Sawyer.
"It's too early to tell with just this information, but we do know that at least one guy is military while the others could have been done by just some guys nobody would expect." Derrick replied.
"So be on the lookout for guys who look like they may have military training." Said Locke.
"And what does that look like?" asked Regina.
"You'll know when you see it." Locke replied while looking away from the group. "I suggest you all go and get ready since this meeting is later tonight."
As soon those words left his mouth the group quickly scrambled out of the room leaving Locke and Derrick to themselves where they quickly started to go through their files.
Liddell
Almost three hours had passed since Task arrived at the store and in that time almost no words had been spoken between him and Marisa. The former seemed to be spending much of his time sitting down reading a book while the latter minded the store.
As she sent a look to Task she quickly noticed the Lakota's nose was still deep in his book and as she went to look at the cover of the book she couldn't help but to give a chuckle.
"The Absolutely True Diary of a Part-Time Indian." She said causing Task to look up at her. "It's one of my favorites." She added.
"Mind too, mostly because me and Junior here share a lot in common." Task replied while continuing to read.
"Oh really how so, because if I recall Junior was a bullied teen who wanted better for himself unlike you." She replied earning a chuckle from Task.
"He grew up on an impoverished reservation just like me, his was beaten by his father just like me, and he's been through a lot of lost just like me." He stated while continuing to look through the book. "And more importantly he struggled with identity, community, and tribe kinda like I'm doing now."
"Huh well…in a way you are like him, but what truly separates you is the way you're seeing your future." She shot back.
"Really because in truth I don't see myself having much of a future," Task said to her surprise. "On my reservation nobody has a high life expectancy. I think my grandfather is the oldest person I know and I wouldn't wish his fate on anyone. Living to see almost seventy five, yet watching young ones die left and right…that's a fate worst then death." He stated to Marisa's surprise as she watched him flip to another page.
"Just because people don't live long on your reservation doesn't mean you have to think that way, you're not on your reservation." She replied.
"Yeah but I do intend to go back one day, or someday soon. The prairie lands is my home and should i die I want to be buried there, same as if I have a family. I'd want them on our lands…but not on the reservation." He shot back earning a few seconds of silence from Marisa but as she went to speak the sound of the door opening caught her attention and caused the duo to lift their heads and notice Adahy walking into the store.
"Glad to see you're finally up." Task said with a chuckle.
"Would have been here with you, had you awaken me." The Creek warrior replied while approaching the duo.
"I stopped by the casino earlier, Mekko Meska will be here later today with Clay and a few others." He stated to the duo's confusion.
"Why?" Marisa asked.
"He didn't say only to tell you that." Adahy replied before moving to the back of the store.
"Well I bet we're gonna have an interesting conversation with him." Task stated before rising from his chair and moving to the back of the store while Marisa stood in silence.
New Arcadia
The drive back to her apartment wasn't long for Alison. She'd spent much of her time with Regina who help her to pick out an outfit for the undercover assignment. In truth Alison wasn't too happy about the outfit and thought that it…showed off too much skin but she was willing to endure it for the greater good.
As she walked by the door to Mark's apartment she quickly noticed a sound coming from inside of the house which was odd to her because she remembered that Mark and the others had left earlier this morning, so with her curiosity getting the better of her she quickly knocked on the door and to her surprise the door actually opened.
"Mark!" she said before hearing a loud "Shit" come from the living room that caused her to walk inside and look in the room before her eyes widened.
"Hey Ali." Mark said as Alison looked him over and noticed that he was wearing a black bulletproof vest with a knife holstered on the upper left side and a gun holstered on his right. "I know how this may look but hear me out."
"Jesus Christ Mark what is this?" she asked with anger in her voice.
"Well I am walking into a gang meeting that could potentially go bad." He replied while Alison approached him and quickly pulled his Glock 17 from his holster.
"Where did you get this?" she asked.
"Ammunation, my father wanted to give me one but it's not wise to walk around with a gun from a guy you bought in New Arcadia unless you want to be charged in a multiple homicide." He stated while Alison looked the gun over.
"Hey Ammunation don't give papers but I did legally buy that." He shot at her.
"Yeah you bought it but it's still illegal to carry it." She said while eyeing him angrily. "I get you wanting to feel safe but you'll probably do more harm with it then good with this thing." She added earning a chuckle from Mark.
"Why it ain't the first time I've had to use one." He said to her shock.
"What do you mean it's not the first time you had to use one?" she asked while watching him move to the kitchen.
"Have a seat, there's something I need to tell you." He said before walking out of the room while Alison had a seat on the couch. She then watched him return sliding a black chest across the floor before setting it down in front of her.
"Okay what's that?" she asked while Mark took a seat next to her.
"Remember how I told you that after a few years in foster care, I left the foster system when I was in Dockington?" he asked earning a nod from Alison.
"By left do you mean, ran away?" she asked.
"You'd runaway to if you were being used as some old guys sex toy." He replied to Alison's shock and surprise.
"The people who ran the home an old man and his wife used to pimp out me and the other kids living there for money." He said in an emotionless tone.
"Everyday day in day out it never stopped, until one day me, Link, Lee, and a few others just disappeared into the night." He said while sending her al look.
"We were on the means of streets of Dockington City with no parents, no money, and predators all around us. So to feed, clothe, and house us we had to do take up some bad habits." He continued to her surprise.
"What did you do?" she asked.
"We Ripped N Run." He replied to Alison's confusion. "We robbed drug dealers, we ripped them off then run like hell away."
As Mark sent a look to Alison he noticed the seriousness on her face. That seriousness then shifted when she watched open the chest to reveal to her a long muzzled Double-Barrel Shotgun and Walther P99 Handgun.
"At first we were robbing ordinary people, but they didn't have the money needed to survive so then we took up robbing drug dealers across the city. These are the weapons I used to rob them with, me and Lee would be the guys doing the actual stick-ups while Link would help plan it out." He said as Alison watched him pick up the Shotgun and crack open the back before looking into the two chambers.
"I used this gun for over eight months and didn't have to use it, so if you think I can't handle weapons I can tell to your face your wrong." He finished as Alison watched him closely.
"Why are you telling me this?" she asked.
"Because I trust you, and I trust you will be there to help me should something go wrong, but at the same time I don't want to you to get hurt helping me if I can help myself." He shot back while sending a look to Alison who only responded by grabbing taking his hand within her own.
The gesture was small but between the two of them it was somewhat of a big deal.
"You don't have to worry about me." She said before giving his hand a tight squeeze. "You can keep the vest, but you're losing the weapons." She added earning a slight nod from Mark.
"Alright then!" he said before taking his gun from her and setting it in the chest.
"You want to have that?" he asked to her confusion.
"Your guns?" she asked with wide eyes.
"Yeah I have a feeling I won't be needing them as long as I have you." He said before looking at her with a smile and earning a slight blush and a nod from her.
"Are you gonna give me that?" she asked while pointing to the handle of his knife that was molded like a set of brass knuckles.
"Can't do that." He said before drawing the knife and allowing Alison to see the sharp four in a half inch blade. "It's molded like the Mark I Trench Knife used by the American Soldiers in the First World War. I can't give it up because me and it have a lot of history."
"Well then put it in a place where someone could see it, so if you get stopped you won't get charged with having a concealed weapon." She said earning a chuckle from Mark before his cellphone started to ring.
"Well I gotta go!" he said before starting to rise up only to notice that Alison was still holding his hand.
"Be safe!" she said causing Mark to strike her right cheek with a smile.
"Always!" he replied before sliding his knife back in his holster then grabbing his black leather jacket and walking out of the door while waving at Alison who stood in his doorway watching him make his way to the parking lot where Lee and the others were waiting.
"Had to get a quick kiss before we left?" asked Felix earning a middle finger from Mark as he slid in the front seat.
Liddell
The atmosphere at Marisa's store had quickly changed with the arrival of Mekko Meska, Clay, and several other Natives that it reminded both Task and Adahy of an army preparing itself for battle. Both Natives knew that Mekko Meska traveled he would often move with others following him but the extra security seemed to be a first for them.
"What's with the heightened security?" Task asked while approaching the group.
"One of our stores was attacked earlier today by some rednecks and the employees were assaulted." Meska replied to the trio's surprise.
"Sounds like the rednecks are retaliating." Stated Adahy earning a loud scoff from Marisa.
"And you expected different." She said earning the group's attention. "Violence only creates more violence and you think with over five hundred years of fighting you would understand that." She added before walking out of the room and leaving the men to themselves.
"She has a point." Meska stated regaining the group's attention.
"Right now we must not retaliate against those that attacked us, instead we must wait to see what they do next and maybe we can negotiate with them." He added earning a low angry scoff from Adahy.
"You know what waiting got the other tribes when it came time to fight the Americans." He replied before walking away from Meska who turned to Task.
"I trust you will follow my decision." He said earning a nod from Task who only nodded his head.
New Arcadia
The sun had finally set on the this day in New Arcadia and the night life was quickly coming alive on Brandy Street and in Frenchtown as a sea of clubbers, all-nighters, party-goers, and just the run of the mill drunks flooded the streets and poured into the local night clubs, bars, and restaurants that littered the area.
Amongst the sea of people looking for a good time was Agent Alison Trueblood. Unlike everyone around her she wasn't enthusiastic at all about spending her night in a place like a strip club. She's been called many things in her lifetime but a clubbing party-girl was not one of them. In fact she'd never been to one prior to this coming experience and felt almost like a fish out of water, or better yet a cop trying to masquerade as a club girl.
She had took up Mark's advice on wearing something that would help her give off the air of a club girl. So with Regina's help she had picked out a dark red blouse that covered her top but left her arms and her toned midsection exposed just above the belly button, along with that she was wearing a pair named brand jeans that hugged her hips and thighs rather tightly, she was also wearing her normal brown shoes. She had to draw a line with Regina on her advice of wearing high heels and makeup, she was going on an undercover assignment not trying to be mistaken for one of the strippers. She did take her advice on taking her dark red hair down from its usual ponytail and combing it out so that it flowed to the back of her neck.
Despite her new look she feared that should still be taken for a cop, but it was something she couldn't help it was something that was instilled in her since she was young and trying to forget something that's been a part of you for so long is easier said than done.
"Alison!" came a familiar voice that caused Alison to turn her head and notice Regina approaching her wearing a bright blue dress that was rather short on her but showed off her luscious legs and long cleavage. Her hair was nicely done and she had on a fair amount of makeup that gave off an air of someone who regularly frequented clubs…and probably turned a few heads while there.
"Hey you look great." Alison replied earning a nod and a smile from Regina.
"Thanks you do to, and you look really good to say you don't have any makeup on." She shot back earning a slight nod from Alison.
"Well don't you ladies look good." Came a familiar voice that caused the two women to turn their heads and notice Tavon approaching them wearing a pair of black designer sunglasses, a bright blue collar shirt, tight blue jean pants, and all-white shoes.
"And don't you look like every guy around." Regina replied earning a middle finger from Tavon who then turned to Alison.
"You look really pretty with your hair down." He said earning a slight blush from Alison.
"Thanks you do to." She replied earning a nod from him. "Where's Sawyer?" she asked while looking around for the other member of their group.
"Being that he's a little too old to be going to places like this, he's gonna sit in the parking lot and let us know what's going on outside." Tavon replied.
"Good, we might not get stopped at the door with him with us." Said Regina as Tavon quickly led the group of women to the front door of the nightclub.
"Voodoo!" said Alison as she looked at the name of the club that was written in bright white neo-colors with an orange trim. As the trio made it to the front door they could hear the loud boom of rap music blasting from inside and the cheers of those inside.
"Alright here we go." Said Tavon as he made it to the front of the club where they noticed a muscular African American man standing by the front door with a mean expression on his face.
"Ticket!" he said to the trio's surprise.
"Ticket, who said anything about a ticket?" Tavon asked in a serious tone.
"You need a ticket to get in man." The Bouncer said with bass in his voice causing Alison to inwardly curse before she noticed a hand being placed on the man's shoulder.
"Hey big man." Alison quickly recognized that the voice belonged to Link and as she lifted her gaze to him she noticed the blonde haired man standing behind the bouncer wearing a black collar shirt with white cargo pants and black and white shoes.
"Mind letting these two in for us on the down low, it's becoming a sausage fest bro." Link added as Alison noticed Felix standing behind him wearing a grey t-shirt under a black leather vest with black pants, and white shoes while a pair of sunglasses were resting atop his forehead.
"We hope this can cover it." The Mexican man stated before sliding the bouncer fifty bucks and earning a smile from the man.
"Ladies!" the bounder said with a smile before stepping aside and allowing Regina and Alison to pass him.
"What about me?" asked Tavon with anger in his voice.
"Buy a ticket dead beat." Said Felix as he turned to Regina before extending his hand to her.
"Orale you look mi Buena senorita." He said earning a slight chuckle from Regina who took his hand in her own.
"I think I like me a Spanish boy." She said before following him into the club while Link did the same with Alison.
"Are you here to watch Mark's back?" she whispered to the blonde haired man.
"Aye but because we aren't connected with anyone else here they won't let us with him in the back, so we just doing our thing." He replied earning a nod from Alison who quickly noticed the two boys bulked up appearance which let her know that they were also wearing bulletproof vest.
"I gotta say you look good tonight." Said Link catching Alison off-guard but earning a smile from her.
"Thank you!" she replied.
"Be sure to keep your head down so you don't get any unwanted attention and don't set your drink down, unless you want to wake up in a cheap motel." He stated earning a nod from Alison who already knew that places like this were a place where date rape drugs were always around.
"I'll keep that in mind." She replied.
"Don't worry, as soon as Mark see's you I bet he's going to watch you like a hawk." He shot back earning a slight blush from Alison who looked away from him before the group finally entered the club.
"Damn I hate that." Said Link as Alison took in the sight of the dance floor and noticed that the room was dimly lit and had a rather large dance floor with a colored tile floors with speakers around the area and in almost every corner there were these small stages with scantily dressed women dancing to the music. There was also a second floor that she figured was the VIP section and another area that Alison figured is where the private dances took place. The bar looked to well-stocked with a number of drinks.
As she looked into the mosh pit of dancing bodies that probably numbered over a hundred people she could almost feel herself getting a slight headache from watching them move.
"Let's get you girls a table." Said Felix as he and Link led Regina and Alison through a small gap along the sides of the club where they noticed small tables and even a few booths were located.
"Have a seat!" said Link as he allowed Alison to slide into a booth while Felix did the same with Regina on the other side.
"So are you gonna buy us drinks?" Regina asked earning a shake of the head from Felix.
"Hell no I got you in that's all I'm doing for you." The Mexican man shot back to her surprise. "And for the record sweetheart I'm not Quechuas not Spanish." He added before walking away.
"I just remembered I'm scared of girls." Said Link as he followed after Felix while Regina and Alison sat in a state of confusion at their current situation.
Liddell
It was a few minutes until closing time at Marisa's store and so far no attack had come from the Rednecks and Task could almost breathe a sigh of relief as he watched the Creek girl count the money she earned from today's profits before putting bending down to slide it in the safe.
"And you were worried." Task said earning silence from the girl while Adahy stood in the front of the store watching as one of his Creek brothers opened the front door to allow the other who had went outside for a smoke back inside, but upon opening the door he quickly noticed blood leaking from a slit in the man's throat.
"OH SHIT!" the Native yelled alerting Task, Adahy, Clay, Meska, Marisa, and other Natives just as the sound of gunshots filled the air as six Rednecks stood in the back of a red pick-up truck firing on the store with Assault Rifles.
The powerful rounds quickly broke through the glass and slammed through the body of the Creek Warrior who had opened the door, while Task jumped on top of Marisa and knocked her to the floor to avoid the bullets while Adahy did the same with Meska.
As the bullets whizzed over their heads Adahy could make out the faint sound of Marisa's screams, along with the breaking of glass, and the grunts of pain coming from the other Natives who found themselves with bullet holes filling their bodies.
When the bullets finally did stop firing Adahy quickly lifted his head and noticed one of the Rednecks walking inside of the store wielding an M16 Assault Rifle and wearing a bandanna with a confederate flag design over his face. The man then quickly approached Adahy and aimed the gun to the Native's head.
"Life, Liberty, and the white man's America-." He said before moving to pull the trigger.
"NO!" Task yelled as he ran into the store only to cause the man to lift his Rifle and fire off a round that went through the Lakota warrior's shoulder.
"DIE!" yelled a muscular Creek Warrior had managed to draw his pistol and let off three shots in the arm of the Redneck before he was cut down by another wielding a Remington 870 Shotgun.
"Shit!" the Redneck yelled while running out of the store where his comrades were waiting.
"You're not getting away that easy." Task stated in a strained voice before he ran and snatched up the Rednecks dropped M16 and then making his way out the door.
"Goodbye!" he said while lining up to a man's head then squeezing the trigger but because of the pain in his shoulder he was only able to let off one round that veered down and hit the man in the neck.
"Damn!" he said through shallow breaths before falling down to one knee and clutching his shoulder in pain.
New Arcadia
It must have been an hour since the group arrived at the club and Alison still found herself sitting at the booth with Regina, and now Tavon who finally came in after buying a ticket. As she looked around Alison couldn't help but search for any sign of the youngest Roman, who'd been absent almost the entire night and along with him not being in sight neither were members of the Ballas or Black Kings.
"Where are these pricks?" asked Tavon as she took a sip of his drink.
"I don't know, but I'm gonna go see if any of them are talking about something." Regina replied before rising from the table.
"Good luck with that." Tavon said.
"Be safe." Alison added while the duo watched her walk away.
"So I guess it's just you and me." Tavon said with a grin earning a slight smile from Alison, but while he wasn't looking a splashing sound caught the duo's attention.
"Shit!" said Tavon as he looked down and noticed the alcoholic beverage spilled on his lap.
"Oh god I am so sorry." As the duo lifted their heads they quickly noticed the caramel skinned African American woman with blonde microbraids standing before them wearing only a red bra and G-String.
"Damn!" whispered Tavon as the stripper quickly grabbed some napkins and started to wipe away the liquid on his lap.
"No it's alright." He said while nonchalantly looking at the woman's nicely shaped D-Cup breast that seemed almost squeezed into her top.
"If you follow me to the back I think I can help you with that." She said in a seductive tone that was easily caught by Alison.
"I'll be back!" he said while looking back at Alison who nodded her head and watched as the stripper pulled him away.
As she watched him leave Alison felt a sense of confusion. She didn't know exactly how to feel about Tavon leaving her to be with the stripper. Sure she went on a few dates with him but they weren't seeing each other and he was a man and men had needs.
After taking another look around the club she could understand why he'd leave her. Voodoo was one of the hottest clubs in all of New Arcadia, so there was a variety of women around them from light to dark brown, bright yellow to dark yellow Asians, redbones, black girls who could have been confused for brown and vice versa, and girls who looked like they could have been imported from Africa, Central America, or the Caribbean's.
Then there was her, she wasn't the only white girl in the club, but compared to the short skirt wearing party girls, the barely dressed strippers with bodies to match their jobs, and the drunk girls who would put out for anyone she found herself being almost invisible to those around her.
"Glad that prick is finally gone." Came a familiar voice as Alison quickly turned her head and noticed a familiar Creole sitting in the booth behind her.
"Don't turn all the way around I'm being watched." He said causing the woman to turn back around in her seat.
"How long have you been there?" she asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Not long I needed to get away from my father and brothers." He said to her confusion. "Being that my eldest brother isn't here so pricks think they can gang up on me because I'm the odd man out, but don't realize family can get it to in my book." He added before taking a sip of his drink.
"Mark are you drinking?" Alison asked while Mark continued to sip from his bright pink drink.
"Not alcohol, this a pink lemonade, dudes give me funny looks because it's a brightly colored drink but I dare somebody to tell me something." Mark replied earning a slight chuckle from Alison.
"So how'd you find me?" she asked through giggles.
"Well when the boys are talking about how good you look, I knew I had to come see for myself." He replied earning a slight blush from Alison she was glad he couldn't see.
"Well do I look good?" she asked.
"I still haven't seen yet, but don't worry I plan to get a good look once we get out of here." He replied earning a chuckle from Alison.
"So where are the Ballas?" she asked.
"They still haven't arrived yet, I wish those pricks will hurry up I'm tired of being here." He replied to Alison's surprise.
"Oh and why is that?" she asked.
"I'm in a place I hate, surrounded by people I hate, and listening to music I hate. I must be in heaven right now." The Creole stated earning a slight giggle from Alison.
"Excuse me." Came a new voice that caused Mark to lift his head and notice the stripper standing before him. Upon seeing her Mark instantly identified her as the one most of the guys referred to as Cakes and he could see why.
"Would you like a dance." She asked with a cute smile.
He could almost instantly tell she was mixed between Asian and black because she had the beautiful brown glow of a Nubian queen with the slanted eyes and face of an East Asian Beauty. Her hair was long and black and Mark could easily tell the hair was naturally hers, but it had a bright pink line design going through it. She also had killer curves and the lips, hips, ass, and titties that could probably stop traffic if she walked by. To top it off she had a piercing on her nose and was wearing a nice black bra that looked almost like a bikini top and a G-String that looked like a piece of fabric being hugged by two tires.
Mark could see that all the talk about the stripper was true, but he could also tell that she was the type of overconfident woman to walk around flaunting her body and not so much as offer a dude a handjob or hell even some spit in their hand to help him jack off. Mark could also tell just by looking at her that she was somewhat full of herself, and that if a guy turned down her offer or didn't look at her she would swear they were gay…but that was until she met Marcus Roman.
"No thank you I'm good." He said to her shock and as he looked at her facial expression it made him think she just watched him sprout two heads that were yelling at each other in Portuguese and Arabic. Mark figured that not many guys turned her down and with a body like hers he could see why, but he was here on business. So tonight he was the Concrete Soldier and not Marcus Roman the Creole who hasn't had sex in almost a year.
"Are you sure." She asked before giving an evil smile. "I can make you a very happy man." She added.
"I know you can, but not tonight." Mark replied earning a disappointed look from the woman.
"Your lost!" she replied before spinning on her heel and walking away while swinging her hips and looking over her shoulder to see if Mark was staring at her butt as she left. Unfortunately for her he wasn't but she could see that Alison was watching her leave not in arousal like men but more so in awe.
"Why didn't you get a dance?" asked Alison as she watched the stripper walk away.
"Because I don't like to be teased and that's all girls like her are. They think that just because they walk and dress a certain way that all men will just throw all their money at them just for a glance, but I ain't like that." He said earning a nod from Alison.
"Bedside's I ain't your partner, when a half dressed woman walks by I won't abandon you because I'm more than happy to be here with you." He replied to Alison's surprise and soon shock as she felt something rub against her bare stomach causing her to look down and notice that Mark had squeezed his left right arm in between the two booths and the wall just rub her stomach.
"Thanks for telling me that." She said while moving her left hand and rubbing his knuckles.
"Be sure to stay close I want to see what all the boys are talking about." He said earning a low chuckle from Alison.
"I'll be sure to!" she said before letting out a low moan as Mark softly traced a circle over her belly button before snaking his hand away and earning a confused look from Alison.
"That's why I like you." Came a new voice that caused Alison to take a look back in her seat before widening as she noticed Heavy Joe taking a seat across from Mark.
"You know when I heard there was another Roman in the city I had my doubts, but you…I like you." He said to Mark's confusion.
"You ain't your father or your brothers. When bitches walk around here half-dressed and shaking their ass they just like any nigga, blowing all they money and dances and drinks. Then come Monday then go back on the corner to make more money, but when Saturday get here they right back at it again buying more dances and drinks." He stated earning a nod from Mark.
"The brothers in Dockington taught me if I wanted to get far in this game, I had to learn to cutoff the vices of life." Mark replied earning a nod from Joe.
"And that's what makes you more useful to me than your father." Joe replied earning a nod from Mark who couldn't help but think of Alison behind him.
As Mark sat with Joe Link and Felix found themselves standing at the front door watching with mixed looks as three purple cars rolled up across from the club with two red and yellow ones.
"That's a lot of numbers for a negotiation." Said Felix as Link nodded his head before pulling out his phone and sending a text to Mark.
"We got a problem." Mark said as Joe watched him pull out his phone.
"Our guest are here and it looks like they're here in force." He added earning wide eyes from Joe.
"Damn ball-sacks." Said Joe as Mark's phone vibrated again.
"They just attacked the bounder." He added to Alison's surprise as she quickly jumped from her seat and made her way into the crowd.
"Keep the party going I'm gonna keep them busy til you get guys outside." Mark said before rising from his seat.
"How you want me to keep the party going if you popping off shots?" Joe asked.
"Who said anything about shooting?" Mark asked before running for the exit of the club while Alison hunted for Tavon and Regina.
"How bad?" Mark asked before watching as eight Ballas and five Black Kings rat-packed two bouncers while a crowd of onlookers stood by watching.
"Bad!" said Link.
"Well ain't this a party." Said Marrick as he and Maurice walked out of the club and noticed the scene along with a few other members of the Roman Boyz and New Rising Sun.
"I'll keep them busy." Said Mark before everyone watched him remove his leather jacket.
"And what are you going to do?" asked Marrick as the group watched Mark approach the Ballas.
"Hey Ball-Sacks come at me." Mark yelled with a sinister smile before a bald headed Balla wearing a Panics Jersey, and Black Jeans ran at the youngest Roman only for Mark to take a few steps back before running forward and jumping up to hit the man with a leaping right hook that struck the man's nose with enough force to shatter it and hitting the ground back first with a loud thud.
"DAMN!" yelled a number of people in the audience as they all looked down at the fallen Balla with mixed looks while Mark stood over him with a smile.
"So who's next?" was all Alison could hear before she, Tavon, and Regina broke through the crowd of spectators to see Mark standing over the downed Balla with a smile on his face.
"Goddamn!" said Regina as she looked at the man.
"Ali isn't that-." Tavon started earning a nod from Alison who watched as another Balla ran at Mark.
"Focus!" Mark faintly said as the Balla threw a punch that Mark easily sidestepped before stomping down on the back of the man's right leg, bring him down to one knee, then following up with a single right hook to the left side of the man's face sent his head snapping backwards before hitting the ground on his stomach.
"Whoa." Said Joe with a smile as he stood by with a few others.
"Come on at this rate you guys are gonna lose half your numbers before you can pinch me." Mark yelled with an evil chuckle before three Ballas ran at him.
"That's more like it." Mark yelled as he threw a punch at the first man Balla hitting him in the face and following up with a forearm strike before pushing him into the second while the third sent a kick to Mark that actually hit the youngest Roman in the abdomen.
"Oh you like to kick huh, come here bitch!" Mark yelled before rushing the Balla who sent another kick his way only for his leg to be caught by Mark who gave a sinister smile before lifting his right leg and sending a hard kick right between the man's legs and catching him in the nuts.
"Oh shit that's got to hurt." Said Felix with a chuckle as the group continued to watch Mark with wide eyes while Alison looked at him in shock as Mark ducked under a punch from a Black King before punching him in the stomach, then elbowing him in the back of the head, and finishing him off with a kick to the head that was hard enough to knock teeth from the man's mouth.
"BITCH!" another Balla yelled before rushing Mark and slamming him to the ground where a horizontal brawl started to take ensue that Mark quickly ended with a head butt to the man's right eye followed by a knee strike to his stomach that the Balla seemed to shake off before punching Mark three times in the face while more Ballas and Black Kings swarmed the youngest Roman and sent a series of punches and kicks to Mark's body that forced him to curl up.
"Isn't anyone going to help him?" asked Alison as she sent a look to the other gang members who stood frozen.
"Get off!" came a new voice as a masked man ran at a Balla and struck the man in the back of the head with enough force to send him flying forward while two more masked men ran into the mob and started to engage the gang members.
As Alison watched the masked men she instantly identified them as Lee, Link, and Felix from their clothing and the way they talked.
"Brothers don't let brothers fight alone bitch." Said Link as a Black King swung at him forcing the blonde haired man to grab his extended arm before using it to slam the man back first on the ground then following up by punching him repeatedly in the face.
"Come on!" said Lee as Alison watched him pound into the face of a Black King who while Felix traded blows with a Balla while a Black King approached him from behind.
"Lookout!" she yelled but before the man could get to him he was hit in the face by a flying shoe that came courtesy of a bloody-nosed Mark who then ran at the man before punching him several times in the chest then following up with a roundhouse kick.
"ENOUGH!" yelled a Balla as he drew a gun and put it to the side of Mark's head to everyone's shock including Alison.
"Well now you done went and pissed me off." Said Mark as he dropped down onto his back to the Ballas surprise causing him to move his gun to Mark who sent a kick to his hand forcing him to lose his shot then following up by rising up and sending four punches to the Ballas stomach and arms in order to stop him from getting a shot off at the Creole.
"Stupid-!" the Ballas started as he went to aim that gun at Mark's head only for the youngest Roman to slap the gun down and cause him to fire off a shot in the ground causing a few screams from some of the onlookers while Mark kicked the man in the abdomen then following up with a jumping roundhouse kick to the Ballas chest that sent him taking a few more steps back.
"I'm not done yet." Mark yelled with anger in his voice before rushing the gang member and hitting him five times in the chest, then kicking him in the knee, and following up with a headbutt to the man's nose that sent him backing away with the gun still in his hand.
"Goodnight!" Mark yelled before grabbing the man by his jaws then slamming the back of his head into the passenger side window of one of the cars the Ballas arrived in, successfully shattering the glass and causing the gang member to crumple up before hitting the ground with a thud and blood leaking from the back of his head.
"Too Easy!" Mark stated while licking his lips before he heard the cocking of guns and noticed that the remaining Ballas and Black Kings had drawn their guns on him.
"Drop them!" yelled Marrick as the gang members heard another series of guns being cocked and turned to notice the Roman Boyz as well as several other men pointing guns at the group.
"I got a proposition for you bitches." Said Joe as he stood before the group.
"You pick up your boys and walk away from here now, or I walk away and let what happens here happens." He stated with an evil smile. "It's your call." He added earning a few seconds of silence from the men before they lowered their guns allowing a smile to spread across Mark's face.
"Glad to beat your ass." The youngest Roman stated before walking past the gang members and approaching Link, Lee, and Felix and slapping fist the boys before turning to Joe while the Ballas and Black Kings gathered their injured and hopped in their cars.
"I think we found Joe's guy with military training." Said Tavon to Alison's confusion as she sent a look to Mark and noticed him approach Joe with the others.
"You boys might want to leave." He said earning a nod from Mark who sent a look to Alison who stared back at him before watching him run off with Link and the others.
While the BSU members found themselves on the run a video was being sent to the phone of the Ballas Shotcaller that showed him the footage of the youngest Roman beating his Ballas.
"So they got a nigga with military training, then I guess we about to get one to." He said before going through his contact list and sending a text message to someone named Killa B.
Authors Note: And this looks like a great place to stop I hope all of you enjoyed this chapter.
That scene in the beginning with the killing of the Ballas was based off a scene from Boardwalk Empires while having Felix stab that guy with the song Don't let me be Misunderstood by the Animals is based off a scene from American Me.
The Rednecks attacking Task and the others at Marisa's store is based off another scene from Boardwalk Empires where the Ku Klux Klan attacked a Warehouse.
When Mark and the others visited Ammunation and talked about it taking ten days to get a gun in Louisiana is because in Louisiana it takes ten days for you to get a gun after purchasing it. The then days allows police to do a background check. The wait period is different per state though some states have a fourteen day wait period and some have a thirty day wait period. That's realism but to keep the story in the fashion of GTA and going to a store and walking out with a gun I had to introduce an Ammunation.
Also what the cashier said about the SCAR-L in Ammunation is also true, it's a next generation weapon that is gradually becoming the go-to Assault Rifle of choice for a number of branches of the military and is replacing the M4A1 as the service weapon for the Marine Corps and American Special Forces. It's also being used by the Fullerton County Sheriff's Department as the weapon of choice for officers.
Brandy Street is based off Bourbon Street in New Orleans. Bourbon Street is one of the most known places in New Orleans because it's the place where there is a constant party no matter what time of the week it is, but for the biggest parties Friday and Saturday night are the best times to be there.
Some clubs in Louisiana do require that you have a ticket in order to get, the really big ones do, and some don't but most of the ones on Bourbon Street require that you have a ticket.
That fist fight with Mark and the Ballas and his reason for wearing a bulletproof vest isn't unnecessary. The clubs in New Orleans have always been hot zones where fights and shootings can take place, no matter where it's at. Just a few weeks ago they shutdown Bourbon Street because a guy shot another dude twice in the chest for stepping on his shoes, yeah that serious of an offense to warrant death. In Houston they tried to host New Orleans night at the local clubs and almost all of them ended in shootings and fights.
The reason for Mark giving Alison his weapons and telling her about his life as a stick-up guy in Dockington wasn't just to show her that he can handle himself with a gun, but also as a trust building setup and to give her more insight into who he is and the things he had to do to survive and what drove him to that. He's been playing with her heart in the last few chapters but next chapter he'll find himself on the wrong end of her wrath.
Stick around for next chapter as Adahy strikes back against the Rednecks, Task finds himself feeling the heat for shooting that Rednecks, Mark feels the heat from his fight against the Ballas and Black Kings and finds himself on Alison's bad side, and with Mark out of the picture Lee, Link, and Manfred help Buck perform his first major theft, but against the Parish Sheriff's Department.
Thank you all for reading have a nice day ZIlla Out.
