Chapter 11: Let the Bodies Hit the Floor

New Arcadia (Two Weeks Later)

The sun had yet to rise on this morning in New Arcadia as a group of four local dealers found themselves standing on a corner selling dime bags of cocaine in the early morning hours while another three sat nearby in a car. One phrase Joe prided himself in using was "Time is Money and When you're Wasting Time, You're Wasting Money." With that phrase in mind he had dealers running corners and selling drugs twenty-four hours a day seven days a week with crews rotating shifts every couple of hours.

This particular skeleton crew started their shifts almost five hours ago and because so many of them were sleepy and exhausted from a late night shift that didn't see them getting much attention. This made them the perfect targets for Brian who stood by in the shadows wearing all black with a purple bandanna wrapped around his face and another in the back of his pants while his AK-47 Assault Rifle was strapped to his back.

"I know you New Arcadia niggas can handle water, but let's see if you can handle fire." He whispered to himself while putting a rag in the top of a glass bottle then lighting it and watching as the flames started to dance around the piece of paper.

He then ran out from the alley and turned to face the men who still had yet to notice him before he shouted to them.

"Hey, FUCK NEW ARCADIA!" he yelled before tossing the bottle at the group and watching as it slammed against the chest of one of the men igniting his shirt in flames while fire and glass from the shattering bottle bounced off his body and collided with the other two men and started to burn into their bodies.

"Ann We Sa Ki Ou Te Resevawa!"

("Let's see what you got.") Brian yelled at the top of his lungs before drawing his AK-47 and sending a barrage of bullets into the windshield of the car filled with dealers and watching with sick smile as the bullets went through the windows before ripping through the men's flesh like it was mere tissue paper until the last round in the thirty round magazine was fired.

"Rest in piss bitches." He said before running off with smile on his face while the bodies of the New Arcadia dealers lay motionless in the streets. It's been a long week for the Haitian Hitman and it's been a long week for the city of New Arcadia.

(Monday)

The sun had yet to rise on this Monday morning as six Black Kings found themselves standing up with their hands in their air and their gaze blinded by the headlights of three cars.

Just before the men could say anything the sound of automatic gunfire cut through the air and bullets ripped through them like knives through a mere cake and they soon found themselves crumbling to the ground like rag dolls.

After the last man finally fell a Chinese man walked out through the blinding lights wielding a Tactical Mossberg 500 Shotgun and walked up to one survivor of the group and put his gun to the man's head before finally pulling the trigger and ending his life.

(Tuesday)

The sound of screeching tires soon caught the attention of three New Arcadia Drug Dealers and caused them to quickly turn their heads to notice the purple Emperor speeding past them with guns being pointed out the window.

As the trio started to run they were quickly taken down by a hail of gunfire as one man was hit in the back of the head with a round that blew out the front of his head while his two companions were shot in the back and sent falling to the asphalt while the Emperor sped off.

(Wednesday)

The sight of a Balla member running through the streets of New Arcadia caught the attention of many onlookers as they took in the sight of the sweat falling off the man's face while he panted heavily. The sound of his panting were soon replaced by screams as a woman noticed the two New Arcadia hustlers running behind him before one of them lifted his M9 Beretta and fired a single shot into the man's back that a blew an exit wound out of his chest.

(Thursday)

The chiming sound of the bells over the door spoke volumes to three young barbers in New Arcadia, for it meant they had a customer but upon turning their heads they were quickly disappointed and surprised to see three members of the Uptown Riders Motorcycle Club pointing Shotguns at their heads before pulling the trigger and spraying one of the men in the chair with the blood and brain matter of one of the man who was cutting his hair just seconds ago.

(Friday)

The sound of screeching tires was becoming a common occurrence to New Arcadia gang members and death soon followed and that was case with these five New Arcadia members as they stood in front of a drug house just as three purple cars filled with members of the Ballas and Black Kings sped by and fired upon the house.

(Saturday)

The sight headlights quickly caught the attention of two New Arcadia drug dealers as they lifted their heads and watched the car stop in front of them and in anticipation for a fight the duo quickly reached into their waistbands and drew their guns for what would be a fight to surely come.

As they eyed the vehicle for what felt like forever they failed to notice the Balla and Black King member approaching them from the side until it was too late. The Black King lifted his Shotgun while the Balla lifted his Pistol and both shot the duo once in the head before watching them collapse to the ground.

They fired another two shots into the local dealers head before running and jumping in the car that quickly sped away from the scene.

(Sunday)

The skies were dark but the streets were brightly illuminated with the neon lights of clubs while a bunch of people found themselves moving about and enjoying themselves.

Amongst them was Lee and Buck who were slowly walking down the streets before they noticed their target, the Sergeant of Arms of the Uptown Riders, standing on a corner talking to a young African American woman and her friend when the duo slowly walked by.

Lee then sent a look to the young BSU member who nodded his head, and then in one motion the duo drew their pistols and whipped around to face the Biker before firing off two shots each with Lee hitting the man in the head and neck while Buck caught him in the chest.

As the women screamed at the top of their lungs while the blood of the biker coated their clothing Lee and Buck found themselves moving through the crowd flying the scene.

(Monday)

The scene at a local soul food restaurant could best be described as chaotic as a blood covered woman found herself screaming at the top of her legs while her young son sat beside her crying while eyeing the African American man sitting before them with his head snapped back and bullet hole in the center of his forehead.

The screams were music to the ears of Brian as he walked out of the building across the street from the restaurant with a smile on his face and a briefcase in his hands that contained the Sniper Rifle he used to assassinate the member of the New Rising Council.

(Tuesday)

The night was still young for a member of the Ballas as he found himself walking into the bathroom of a local club ready to use the toilet but what he failed to see was Felix approaching him from behind with a switchblade in his hands. His attention was more drawn to the New Arcadia hustler he noticed in front of him.

After an exchanging of words the local hustler pushed the Balla causing him to fall back into Felix who quickly stabbed him in the back before pushing him away and then walking out of the bathroom with the local hustler while the pained looked up and noticed a Chinese man walking out a stall but before he could say anything Lee had drawn his knife and swung it at the man's throat easily cutting it and sending him falling to the floor with blood staining the tiles.

(Wednesday)

The sound of gunfire from an AK-47 Assault Rifle had earned a call to the police that was sent to the Major Crimes Unit. Thirty minutes later Alison, Locke, Regina, and Derrick found themselves stepping out of their cars and coming to a murder scene where four young New Arcadia drug dealers lay dead in the streets in pools of their own blood.

(Thursday)

The sun was beginning to rise on this day in New Arcadia and the people were rising with it but that wasn't the case for two Ballas that lay dead on the levee with mosquitoes swarming their corpses.

Present (Three Hours Later)

Things seemed almost quiet for Link, Lee, Buck, Felix, Davey, Eddy, Miller, and Manfred as they stood in Mark's hospital room watching the morning news that seemed to just be constantly talking about the turf war going on in New Arcadia.

"The early hours of today again played host to another deadly shooting." Started the female reporter as Mark stepped out of the bathroom, with a slight limp and a white cast on his left forearm, and looked to face the television with the other BSU members. "New Arcadia Police Officers were called to a scene where a total of seven bodies were found riddled with bullets and burn wounds." She added while the image of the police surrounding the scene showed on screen.

"Police don't have the name of anyone suspected of the slaying, but are chalking it up to the ongoing battle for supremacy in New Arcadia between the local drug crews and national crime groups like the Ballas and Black Kings Street Gangs and the Uptown Riders Motorcycle Club."

"The body count this past week alone has now jumped up to eighteen. These numbers aren't counting the series of attacks just the past week. The number of deceased and wounded are staggering enough to get the attention of Louisiana Governor Fredrick Moore, who gave a short speech about the gang violence." The group then watched as the image of the female reporter then changed to a man of Indian Descent wearing a fancy blue suit with a red bowtie.

"I didn't know your governor was Indian." Said Manfred as he sent a look to Mark.

"Ain't my governor I didn't vote for his ass." Mark replied while Lee gave a chuckle upon noticing that the man was a Republican.

"Hey you ever noticed that the minority with the most American sounding name always hold power." The Chinese man stated.

"Aye that's their way of showing they've denounced who they are, they white washed and I bet you if it came down to helping their own they won't do it just to kiss the ass of a rich white guy." Stated Felix earning a nod from Mark.

Despite the fact that only he, Mark, Lee, Manfred, Viktor, and Miller were the only real minorities in their faction of BSU, the group didn't see themselves as being sellouts to their own cultures or ways of life just because they were in a mostly white gang. They knew who they were and weren't changing that.

"The number of people murdered in New Arcadia is bad for the city and reflects on all of us. Families are afraid to leave their homes because of the fear of being hit by a stray bullet from a knucklehead with a trigger finger." He stated earning a chuckle from Davey.

"Knucklehead, I haven't heard that in a while." He said with a chuckle.

"I ain't been called that in years." Mark added with a chuckle of his own.

"So with the increase support of New Arcadia's Mayor and the Police Department I expect the numbers to drop real soon." He said earning a chuckle from Link.

"I call bullshit on that, the only way the body count in this war is if the Ballas are taken down." He stated earning Miller's attention.

"And why not Joe?" he asked.

"Joe is the glue that keeps the local gangs from killing each other, if they take him out I think more bodies are gonna be dropping." The Creole replied earning a chuckle from Lee.

"But you still plan to take him out?" he asked earning a sinister smile from Mark.

"Aye, but I need to get guys onboard my bandwagon just like Leroy taught me how to do in Dockington." Stated Mark.

"And what about the guys who don't want change?" Link asked.

"Anybody that ain't onboard, and I mean anybody." started Mark with a chuckle. "They fucking go." He finished with venom in his tone.

"Who has to go?" came a familiar voice that caused the group to turn their heads and notice Alison standing in the doorway with a raised eyebrow and a bag in her hand.

"I gotta go, and get the hell outta this hospital." Stated Mark with a smile as the group nodded at his quick recover.

"Well the doctors said you could leave later today, but I still think its best you stay here." She replied earning a chuckle from Mark.

"Worried about my safety." The Creole asked earning a serious look from Alison. These last couple of days haven't been so bad for the youngest Roman for the FIB Agent would often come to see him and would sit down with him for a few hours. He knew she felt guilty about what happened to him and he didn't blame her, but he also wanted her close to him after he heard about her being on the wrong side of that drive-by at Joes. "Speaking of which Davey, Eddy, Miller, Victor I need you to go to my apartment and make sure everything is set." He ordered more so as an attempt the group out of the room.

"You got it boss." Replied Miller as the group moved past Alison and walked out of the room while the FIB Agent watched them leave. The news of Mark's involvement of the BGA had another positive effect on Alison, now she could see that his friends weren't just guys he hung around with, but a well-organized and well-disciplined crew that could come together to rob drug dealers.

She'd spent enough time with Mark and his friends to know they each played a role within his group almost like a squad in the military with himself being the main squad leader, Lee being an assistant field leader who takes charge when Mark isn't available, and Link being an advisory leader who gave advice and assisted the other two leaders.

She'd also learned that Felix was the groups "Senior Private" in the sense that he was only a soldier but because he's been around longer than the rest of the group he can give them orders that they will follow. She also learned that Manfred was the quiet guy, but was also the brains of the group and would give logical advice to things.

The five of them made up the group's inner circle almost like a table of generals while the rest were mere soldiers. She didn't really have a lot of time to talk with Davey, Eddy, Miller, Victor, or even Buck but she could tell they were the guys who would follow the orders from the guys at the top.

Davey and Eddy didn't talk much and they really just stood around Mark so Alison quickly figured that they either were Mark's bodyguards or enforcers, Miller was the groups only other black guy and Mark probably used him watch drug dealers in mostly black areas and Victor would probably do the same in brown areas, and Buck was the obvious new recruit because they often left him out of main discussions.

She'd learned that when she made her way into the room and noticed that the boy was sitting outside the room while Mark was inside talking with Lee, Link, Felix, and Manfred.

One day while talking to Mark she asked him how he was able to gain face with Joe and he revealed to her that before he met her he was robbing drug dealers across that state and had stolen almost five-thousand dollars' worth drugs and another ten-thousand dollars in profit that he gave to Joe as a show of respect.

She knew there was more to the youngest Roman then he was letting on but she didn't press him on it, and that's because she didn't want to. When she met Mark she had this image of a kid trying to live a normal life despite being born into the world of drugs, easy money, and murder, but now she's coming to learn that his own life was filled with it while growing up away from his parents and she didn't want that image to be get any worse.

"We should get going." Said Felix breaking Alison from her concentration and earning Mark's attention.

"What do you got to do?" Mark asked.

"We got invited to your sister party in Liddell." Lee said with a chuckle earning a roll of the eyes from Mark who instantly knew he came up with that lie on the spot. Just minutes before the news report came on Heavy Joe had called for Lee to meet him at Club Voodoo.

"Wait she's throwing a party without me?" Mark asked while Alison watched the group closely. Another thing she had to do when around the boys was listen to them talk carefully to know if they were talking in some form of code.

"You were invited, but she wanted you to rest with your condition." Said Felix with a chuckle.

"I call bullshit on this," Mark yelled with anger in his voice.

"See you later brother, let's go Bucky." Said Lee as he started to walk out of the room with Felix, Manfred, and Buck in tow while Mark turned to Link.

"Go with him?" he said to Link's confusion.

"Why me?" the man of Irish descent asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Because the last time my sister had a party my punk-ass brother punked you." Stated Mark to Alison's confusion. "So I want you go to there and if he looks at you wrong I want you to show him what you can do." He finished earning a roll of the eyes from Link.

"Whatever, I'll see you later." He replied before walking out of the room and leaving Mark alone with Alison.

"So are you gonna tell me what you boys are really doing?" Alison asked earning a raised eyebrow from Mark.

"What do you mean?" he asked.

"I don't think your sisters having a party I think you guys are doing something you have no business doing?" she stated while folding her arms over her chest.

"You have your reasons and I can understand that, but I can promise you to your face right now that they aren't doing anything. I don't like them going after drug dealers or even being in the same room with Heavy Joe or anyone else unless I'm there." Mark replied earning a few seconds of silence from Alison before she responded.

"Alright then I'll take your word for it…this time." She said earning a smile from Mark.

"Come on you know I can't lie to you, I don't like it when you're mad at me." The Creole replied while Alison walked over to him and watched as he took a seat in the chair next to his bed.

"So you don't want me to come home?" he asked earning the woman's attention.

"I know your arm is healing up, but I think with everything that's going on right now you need to be far away from the streets of New Arcadia." She stated earning a nod from Mark.

"I know I ain't gonna lie these bodies dropping has meet a bit unnerved, but I know I'm of more use to you on the streets finding out who's doing all these killings." He replied with authority in his tone. "There's only so much I can hear from in here." He added.

"Your putting yourself at risk." She said earning a chuckle from Mark.

"I've been putting myself at risk since I was fourteen." He shot back with a smile. "My arm may be hurt, but I can still put Lee and the others out on the streets and have them find information. You saw how well they handled themselves in that drive-by, they can handle themselves." He added while folding his arms over his chest.

"I wanted to talk to you about that." He said to Mark's confusion.

"That drive-by Lee handled himself well and I was cracking up under pressure, even though I'm trained to be shot at. So tell me how many have you been in?" she asked earning a rub of the chin from Mark.

"Three, well me, him, and Link have been in the crossfire in three, Felix has been in two, and Buck and the others have none!" he replied to her surprise.

"The first time scared us, the second time it wasn't a problem, the third time we didn't feel nothing. Drive-byes are more of a West Coast thing guys don't really do it that much in the South or Northeast." Stated Mark.

"Also you may have training but so do we." He said to Alison's confusion. "When the BGA trained me they took me to a ranch and they constantly shot at me." He said to Alison's surprise.

"They stand you up and shoot at your feet and make your dance it's to get the fear of being shot out of you and they teach you how to deal with Drive-byes and Ambushes. Drive-byes are best to just let happen, when they start shooting you lay down and let them pass after that get back up and run." He stated earning Alison's full attention.

"For ambushes you have to fight your way out of it and how long it takes depends on the enemy." He said earning a nod from Alison. "You have to remember your going against street thugs not guys with military experience so they ambushes more than likely aren't well planned and the guys pulling the trigger are afraid to get shot themselves at the so just pop off a few rounds in someone's direction and they'll withdraw or use up all their rounds."

"And what if they do have military training?" she asked causing Mark to rub his chin.

"Then the ambush is more complex and guys are less likely to run. With military ambushes they're gonna surround you and force you into an area called the Kill zone." He stated earning a nod from Alison. "You're going to have guys or even placements all around you to block escape routes, in urban environments it's cars, and they're gonna have guys either in or around the cars to keep you boxed in while obstacles are in front of the main guys shooting at you so you can't see or get them." He added cleaning a nod from Mark.

"And how do you survive that." She asked.

"Two ways, either hold out long enough for police or backup to arrive or… find and or create a point of escape. It's sounds harder, but it's not too difficult all you really gotta do is think or look around for something you can use like the sewers or gas tank or something that gives you a moment to seize." He replied earning a nod from Alison.

"Interesting!" she said with a nod. "They don't really teach us these things in training." She added earning a chuckle from Mark.

"Of course not, cops aren't like you see on TV, you get into a gun battle with anyone you'll fold." Stated Mark earning a roll of the eyes from Alison. "But you don't have to worry about that, not as long as I'm here." He added earning a confused look from Alison.

"What do you mean?" she asked with a raised eyebrow.

"I'll protect you from things like that." He replied to Alison's surprise. "Consider me your violent savior." he said with a smile.

"You protect me?" she questioned with a raised eyebrow.

"Aye, I know I can't do much now with my arm like this but with everything I know and with my brothers I'll make sure you're safe." He said earning a slight chuckle from Alison before she felt Mark grab ahold of her right hand before pulling her down until she was sitting on his lap with a face as red as a tomato.

"Marcus what are you-?" she started before he interrupted her.

"I was worried when I heard about the drive-bye." He stated to Alison's surprise as she felt him snake his right arm around her stomach and rest his head into the small of her back. "I thought you were hurt." He added earning a brighter blush from Alison as she found herself moving her hand over his own.

"I'm not and I owe Lee for that." She said in a low tone that earning a slight chuckle from Mark.

"He knows I care about you, so he'll help you in any way he can and the same goes with the others." He added earning a few seconds of silence from Alison.

"My hands busted up so I won't be of much help to you directly, but Lee and the others will do what they can and if my advice or something I do helps you a little that works for me." He added while Alison put her hand over his own while leaning back to rest in his arm and get a better position in her lap.

She wouldn't say it out loud but she did feel a little safe in Mark's arms, but why wouldn't she the boy of Creole descent was only a few months into his twentieth year and he just explained to her how to escape a full-scale military ambush.

If she didn't have any feelings for the youngest and if he was still sticking to his old ways, he'd probably be the biggest arrest of her career. The thought soon brought a disappointed look to her face, the feeling of putting handcuffs on Mark to bring him to the New Arcadia Police Station left a bad feeling in her stomach and finding out he was in the hospital afterwards brought about a worse feeling.

She caused him so much pain, and here he is holding her in his one good arm promising to protect her from anything or anyone that sought to hurt her. The more she thought about it the more she couldn't help but to sink her head in shame at her current situation.

As she was lowering her head that she was caught off-guard as Mark gently put one of his headphones into her left ear. She then watched him put the other in his own before pulling out his phone and then scrolling through his music player for a song.

In her time with the group of kids she'd learned that music played a very big role in all of their lives. Which was more than she could say for herself, sure she listened to the music on the radio every now and then but she didn't really pay much attention to the musical world unlike Mark, Lee, and Link. They knew the names of bands mainstream and underground, songs that touched issues of the modern world like poetry.

She then watched as Mark click play on the song Ghost by On And On. She quickly figured out was one of his favorites and she couldn't blame him for it. There wasn't much lyrics to the song and the ones it did have didn't rhythm but it had a slow beat to it that brought about a calming effect to the both of them. She described it like Pandora had closed her box and all the evils and vices of the world just vanished like a whisper.

If there was one thing she found good about the youngest Roman it was his taste in music.

New Arcadia Parish Jail

The scene seemed somewhat quiet for Task as he found himself sitting in the back of a police car that was transporting him to the local parish jail until his bail hearing. He wasn't too afraid of going to jail, it wouldn't be the first time, but this would be his first time in a Louisiana Jail and he knew politics worked different with each state.

As the car pulled up in the back of the jail the Lakota Warrior was quickly escorted into intake where he had to deposit his things and change in the standard orange jumpsuit of prisoner. He was then taken to a small room where they made him scan his fingers into a fingerprint scanner.

He knew that was routine for anyone brought into a jail for the first time, and if there fingerprints came back as a match to any past crimes they could be facing additional charges to match what they got for. Luckily for Task his fingerprints didn't come back for any past crimes, he thanked wearing gloves whenever he did something wrong for that but the experience was still nerve racking for him.

The officer then handed him a blanket and a bag lunch before marching him into his unit with a fresh crop of inmates who quickly got the attention of the other inmates who watched them closely.

One would think that not much would happen in a prison because everyone was already awaiting time to be given to them but Task knew different. You could be housed with a murderer, rapist, or thief and not know it and that's what made jail a little worse than prison.

After being escorted to his cell Task quickly noticed that he was being housed with an overweight Mexican American man with short black hair a handlebar mustache and wearing the same jumpsuit as himself.

The man quickly greeted Task in Spanish, a language that the young Lakota knew very little of. Growing up in the Midwest there wasn't many Spanish speakers, he did learn a little while doing jobs with the Vagos and Marabunta so he wasn't too in the dark.

He knew when it came to prison rules they'd put you in a sale with someone of the same ethnicity as you, that was a common policy. He figured though with the lack of Natives in the Louisiana system they just stuck him with whoever.

"Right!" said Task as he took a seat on his bed and sat in silence at his current situation without knowing he was being watched by a few inmates.

New Arcadia

The ride to Club Voodoo was longer than usual for Lee, Link, Felix, Buck, and Manfred since they were now reduced to taking the bus to get around the city with Mark's car being a burned out wreck at a scrapyard.

The group needed a new set of wheels but they were a little low on money at the moment and stealing a car for personal use was bad when the cops were keeping an eye on you. So the group had to manage…at least for now.

As the group made their way to the door of the club the bouncer quickly stopped Buck at the door. The group may have been criminals but they had to obey some rules. So Lee quickly ordered Buck to stand outside while the rest went inside.

Upon stepping inside they quickly noticed that the place was almost dead with a few guys sitting around getting dances from the day crew of strippers who were cute to the group but not as good looking as the night girls.

"There they go." Said Ghost as he quickly approached the group and slapped hands with them.

"Glad to see you in one piece." Stated Lee earning a chuckle from the man.

"I should be thanking you for that, if you didn't distract them cops me and Joe wouldn't have had enough time to get out." He replied with a smile.

"Sorry about your boy though." Added Felix earning a nod from the man.

"Shit I'm sorry to, but I made that shit right almost right after it happened." Ghost replied while lifting up the side of his jacket to reveal a Mac-10 holstered on his left side. "You feel me." He added earning a nod from Lee.

"Glad to hear it, where the big man?" Lee asked before Ghost directed the group to the back of the club and then inside of an office where they quickly noticed Heavy Joe sitting at a table with Maurice while Marrick stood by.

"Glad you could make it." Joe greeted with a smile that somewhat confused the eldest Roman as he eyed the group.

"Kinda hard with our ride being in the scrapyard." Lee replied earning a chuckle from Joe.

"You needed a ride you should have said something, I got a guy who runs a shop that can get you a car and he got papers to make it look rented." Stated Joe earning a nod from Lee.

"Alright we'll give him a call when the jobs done." The Chinese kid shot back earning a nod from Joe.

"What is the job?" Link asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Any of you boys a fan of rap music?" Joe asked earning confused looks from the group.

"Not really." Felix replied.

"You know rappers?" he asked.

"Only the mainstream guys you always hear about." Stated Manfred.

"Well the guy I want you to hit is mainstream, you ever heard of Lil Wayne?" Joe asked earning wide eyes from the group.

Who hasn't heard of him, especially someone from here?" Lee asked with a chuckle.

"Well then if you've listened to some of his songs you'd know that from time to time he likes to show support to the Ballas. If he a member or not is questionable, but being from New Arcadia and dick riding Ballas is a no no, so I want you boys to go and teach him a lesson. Don't kill him, but let him know to show his mouth up." Stated Joe earning a nod from Lee.

"Alright where find him?" Felix asked.

"He signing autographs in Frenchtown later today, think you can handle that?" the heavyset man asked earning a chuckle from Lee.

"You know we can." The Chinese boy replied before walking out with Link, Felix, and Manfred in tow.

"Who the fuck are them dudes?" asked Maurice as he turned to Joe.

"That's your son crew." He replied to the man's surprise. "He been in the hospital these last few days, so I been using them to take care of a few things." He added.

"You trusting a Sushi Host, a Gardener, and a White Boy over your own?" Marrick asked with venom in his tone.

"Hey them dudes there get shit done better than a lot of y'all and by using them I keep eyes off myself and my crews. If they get caught feds go looking for them and they ain't gonna say nothing because they didn't say shit to the police after the BGA wanted them dead." Stated Joe to Maurice surprise.

"I gotta say Maurice you fucked up pissing your boy off, with the crew he got…them dudes can make someone like you a happy…or sad man." he stated with a chuckle earning an angry look from Maurice before Joe cellphone started to ring.

"D-Man what up?" Joe asked while on the other end a bald African American man found himself tied to a chair with blood covering his face and body from head to toe while his cellphone was held to his ear by Antwan.

"Yeah I found that nigga Twan he at a green house in the lower ninth, send some dudes to me this man rolling deep as hell with about ten niggas." He said while Brian stood behind him with his Revolver to the back of his head.

"Alright I'm sending some homies now." Said Joe before Antwan took the phone away from the man's head.

"You bitches are dead." Said D-Man as he eyed Antwan angrily while the Balla Shotcaller sent a nod.

"I'll get the boys ready." Brian replied before squeezing the trigger of the weapon and sending a powerful bullet into the back of D-Man's head that actually came out his forehead and embedded itself in the floor.

New Arcadia

Things hadn't changed much for Alison as the woman still found herself sitting on Mark's lap listening to the song My Own Prison by Creed and watching a drama on television. She could see why Mark wanted to leave the hospital, he hated being in doors for too long. It was evident when she turned the TV on for him one day and he couldn't recognize anything that was on.

She couldn't complain much though, her job kept her on her feet and she didn't really have much time to relax or a real reason to sit down and watch television or really have much of a social life. She had to admit though she was beginning to hate the show that they've been watching. The entire show was about a female detective falling in love with another officer trying to navigate her love life and working with her lover. She wouldn't say it out loud but watching a show like this made her look back and realize just how alone she was.

Here she was damn close to thirty with no husband, boyfriend, kids, or any real friends. She was the perfect picture of what being married to the job looks like. Sure she's been on a few dates but nothing was ever permanent. Another thing that seemed to always be happening on this show was sex and that's something that she really doesn't get.

She could count on one hand how many men she's actually slept with and cut off fingers and still get the same number and it's been almost three years since her last time. And it wasn't like the sex they showed on TV or even the sex in porn it was a five minutes at the most.

It was time like this she often wondered if she was meant to be alone, but upon asking herself that question there was a kiss scene between the woman and her partner and she quickly felt a soft pair of lips being placed on her right cheek and realized that Mark had given her a kiss on the cheek and that's when something hit her that she never thought before…were she and Mark together.

She then looked at all the signs sure they've never had sex but they've gone out for breakfast, lunch, dinner, and even coffee. He often made her a breakfast for work and she would call him in her free time to see if he was okay. And to add to it here she was sitting on his lap, listening to music, holding his hand.

"Oh god." She started before quickly rising to her feet to Mark's confusion.

"What is it time for you to go?" he asked while Alison continued to look away from him to hide the blush on her face.

"Yeah I, I gotta go." She said before walking away from Mark who put his head to the side and watched her walk out of the room in a rush.

"The fucks that about?" Mark thought before he felt his phone start to vibrate causing him to look down and notice that he had a text message from a number that made his eyes widen.

"I hope your arm isn't a hindrance for you?"

New Arcadia Parish Jail

"How are things looking?" asked Task as he sat in a room with Martin, Adahy, and Mekko Meska sitting across from him.

"Well I've been looking over your case and they're trying to get you for murder but I think with some good swaying I can get you down to a few years' probation or a year or two in prison." Stated Martin.

"I don't want prison." The Lakota shot back.

"Then I'll swing for probation then." Martin replied.

"You seem confident, you mind telling me why?" Task asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Well for one you did kill a man, but said man did kill four other people. If I can sway a jury to show that you shot back not in revenge but because you still believe you were being shot at, then I may be able to get you off." Martin stated earning a confused look from Task.

"That also means you gotta make the guy killed look worse then you." Added Meska.

"He shot and killed a number of our brothers, that shouldn't be too hard." Added Adahy.

"Exactly so there are a lot of things going in your favor Chayton, so right now all you have to do is hold out until your bail hearing at the end of the week." He said earning a nod from Task.

"I think I can do that everybody in my pod seems to be first-timers." The Lakota replied earning nods from the group.

"We don't know exactly how much your bail is so the family is kicking in money from all over to help in getting you out." Added Meska earning a nod from Task.

"I thank you for that, say hello to Marisa for me." He replied before watching the group rise to their feet before making their way out of the room.

"Do you really think you can get him off?" asked Meska.

"Off no, at the most I'm hoping to either get him probation but the chances of him serving no prison time is highly unlikely." Martin replied to Adahy's anger.

"You told him you could get him off." He said.

"Hey I work trying to get guys who have a chance off, but your friend has a lot going against him, the biggest being a witness willing to testify to watching him walk out and shoot that guy in the head. Another factor is this racist system that strives to see men of color in prison, all of you may not be black but you get prison time same as us." Stated Martin.

"Do you have the name of the witness?" Adahy asked earning Martin's attention.

"You won't go off killing innocent people, we'll trust that the jury will see things in our favor." Said Meska before he walked away from Adahy and Martin.

"He's saying that now, but he's gonna think different when he sees that all white jury that don't believe in self-defense unless it applies to them." Martin replied earning Adahy's attention. "If I hear anything I'll let you know, a good thing about having family in the streets is that when something happens we know everything." He added before walking away from Adahy who gave a low growl.

New Arcadia Police Department

The drive to the police station wasn't long for Alison and she made her way into the office and took a seat at her desk. Despite the fact that there were dozens of unsolved murders on her plate her mind was still questioning her relationship with the young Creole. Sure he kissed her on the cheek, hands, and forehead from time to time but he never did on the lips and he never flat out told her had feelings for her.

She then rethought that as the memories of Mark telling her that he'd protect her filled her head. Thinking about it caused her to lower her head and take a deep breath, with everything plaguing her mind.

"Something on your mind." Came a new voice that caused Alison to lift her head and notice Locke approaching her.

"No sir, I'm just a little tired." She replied earning a nod from the man.

"Tell me about it, I guess Sawyer and Tavon don't know that Mark doesn't plan on suing so they haven't been here in a while." He stated earning a nod from Alison.

"How did the meeting with the major go?" she asked.

"It got pushed back to later today. I already know all he's gonna be doing is chewing us out for all these bodies." He replied.

"Which I still don't get." Came a new voice that caused the duo to turn their heads and notice Regina sitting at her desk.

"We can't see the future we can't stop guys from killing each other only taking them off the street after they do it." She stated while Derrick sat next to her nodding his head.

"Well be that as it may-." Started Locke before the phone started to ring causing him to lose track of his sentence to answer it.

"New Arcadia Major Crimes Unit." Locke answered with the group watching him closely as his eyes widened and he instantly took out a pen and started writing on a piece of paper.

"Alright we're on it." Said Locke before he hung up the phone.

"Who was that?" asked Derrick.

"An eyewitness just said he watched Antwan step into a house with ten other Ballas with a large stash of drugs." He stated earning wide eyes from the group.

"You sure that tip is any good?" Regina asked with a raised eyebrow.

"It's worth I shot, I won't be able to go because of this meeting with the major but do you think you three can handle it?" he asked earning nods from the group.

"Yeah I think we got this." Stated Alison earning a nod from Locke.

"Alright take some uniform officers with you, I want everyone brought in." he said earning nods from the group before they rose from their desk and made their way to the armory.

"You sure that was a good idea, you know we can handle this." Stated Marrick as he eyed Heavy Joe who was closing up his phone.

"You must not have heard D-man, he said ten guys were with Twan at a house in the 17th Ward. That's where the Ballas have somewhat of a stronghold, so to send you or anyone else there to kill him would be suicidal." The New Arcadia Kingpin stated in a serious tone. "So why not let NAPD do their jobs for once and arrest people." He added with a chuckle.

New Arcadia

The drive to Frenchtown wasn't long for Lee and the others, after the group had found a bright blue van to steal, as they found themselves cruising the streets of Frenchtown and taking in the old French style building with excitement and wonder while people moved around the busy streets around them.

"So I get our plan and what we're doing, but I want to know how exactly are we gonna nab this guy when he's more than likely rolling with security?" asked Manfred.

"Yeah, but we've come to learn that unless it's the president guys aren't really willing to take a bullet for a damn celebrity." Said Lee as he continued to cruise the streets while Felix and Buck loaded their guns.

"We aren't firing off shots so there's no need to have a full magazine." Stated Lee as he quickly snatched Bucks gun from his hands. He knew the boy had been getting better at shooting but he still didn't know the difference between when to shoot and not to shoot, so him carrying a loaded gun in a place with civilians wasn't wise. He then quickly took the magazine out of the gun unloaded the bullets including the one in the chamber before handing him back the weapon.

"What's on your mind?" asked Manfred as he sent a look to Link who was texting on his phone.

"I was texting Mark, and it seems he's got a job offer…from her." Stated Link earning Lee, Manfred, and Felix's attention.

"Well he can't take it with his arm." Replied Felix.

"That's not going to stop him." Lee shot back.

"What are you guys talking about, who's her?" asked Buck earning silence from the group.

"Let's just say Mark's got some side business going on that we don't like to talk about." Replied Felix while Buck gave the group a confused look before Lee stopped the car in front of restaurant where they noticed an African American man who was covered in face tattoos with long black dreadlocks, silver teeth, and wearing a white t-shirt, camouflage shorts, black sunglasses, white shoes and socks that were hiked all the way up.

"And there's our target." Said Lee as he crawled in the back of the van while Manfred got in the drivers seat.

"Get us close." The Chinese man said as he, Buck, Felix, and even Link put black ski mask over their faces before cocking their guns.

"Hold on!" said Manfred as he slammed his foot on the gas petal and sent the van flying towards the restaurant forcing people to move out of the way to avoid the vehicle.

"The fuck is this." The New Arcadia born rapper started before Manfred slammed on the brakes and caused the van to come to screening halt in front of the restaurant.

"Alright here we go." Said Lee as he opened the side door and jumped out of the vehicle with his Tactical Mossberg 500 in his hands.

"Who the fuck are you?" Wayne asked with anger in his tone.

"Someone who knows real music." Lee replied before striking the man over the head with the butt of his Shotgun successfully knocking him out while Link, Felix, and Buck kept their guns trained on the security guards.

"Hurry up!" Link yelled while Lee grabbed the man by the back of his shirt before tossing him in the van.

"Have a good day." Said Felix before he, Link, and Buck followed Lee into the van while Manfred stepped on the gas petal and sent the vehicle flying down the road.

"Talk about a day." Said Manfred as he sent a look to the backseat where he noticed Lee, Felix, and Buck savagely striking the actor all over his body while he tried to cover himself with his hands.

"New Arcadia ain't home to no Ballas kept saying that shit and when we come back we won't be as nice." Said Lee before he opened the back doors to the van while Felix and Buck pushed the rapper out and watched him hit the asphalt before rolling into the dirt.

"I thought Joe said not to kill him?" asked Link.

"He ain't dead, or at least I think, but honestly I really don't care." Said Lee earning chuckles from the group.

New Arcadia Parish Jail

Time seemed to be going faster than it normally did the other times Task found himself behind the bars of a jail, because of now it was lunch time for his unit. The jail unfortunately didn't have a cafeteria for inmates so they had to eat in their cells. As Task stated to make his way for his cell he quickly noticed someone coming towards him out the corner of his eyes.

"Shit!" he yelled before whipping around and noticing a Caucasian inmate approaching him with a pencil in hand.

"DIE!" the inmate yelled thrusting the weapon outwards towards the Lakota's chest only for Task to move back and take the sharp point of the pencil in the palm of his right hand.

"Ah you fucking bitch!" Task yelled while looking at his hand and noticing that the pencil had gone all the way through.

"That's for Freddy you fucking prick." The man yelled only for Task to pull the pencil out of his hand and then tackle the man to the floor and beginning to pound his face in before guards moved to pull him off.

New Arcadia

Things seemed somewhat calm and tense for Alison as she found herself sitting in the back of a police issue Buffalo with Derrick and Regina in the front seat while five other police cars followed behind them. She had a feeling this was probably a bullshit tip so the only gun she brought with her was her Sig Sauer P226 Sidearm, but one thing the FIB had taught her was to always be prepared for the unexpected so she was also wearing a bulletproof vest under her jacket.

"We're here." Said Derrick as he parked his car in front of the house with the other cops while watching as the uniform officers stepped out of their cars causing the people in the streets to make their way for their way into their homes while the officers started to surround the house.

"Shit I thought that fat motherfucker Joe was gonna be bringing his own people here not cops." Yelled a Balla with an MP5 Submachine Gun as he sent looks to the twelve other Ballas in the house that we armed to the teeth with Submachine Guns and Assault Rifles.

"What you want to do B?" he asked while looking to Brian who only responded by cocking his AK-47 Assault Rifle.

"I don't know about y'all but I ain't going to jail today, and they did just walk into a trap." He replied earning nods from the Ballas who quickly got into their positions in the house while Brian got on the phone.

"Plan still a go dawgs." He said before hanging up.

"This gotta be the most bullshit tip I ever seen." Stated Regina as she, Derrick, and Alison looked at the house and noticed that everything seemed quiet on the inside almost like nobody was home.

"Bullshit or not we got a job to do." Alison replied earning a slight chuckle from Derrick as an officer approached the door with a battering ram, but before he could swing the power weapon the door flung open and the group quickly noticed a masked man standing on the otherside of the door brandishing a Shotgun.

"See ya Blood!" he said before squeezing the trigger of the weapon and creating a loud noise as the group watched almost in slow motion as the top of the man's head contort into a mush as brain matter, tissue, and even his eyes were blown out the back of his skull.

"OH SHIT!" yelled Regina as a series of gunshots soon followed outside of the house that caused the officers to move to cover behind their cars before drawing their weapons and returning fire.

"Damn it they knew we were coming." Said Derrick as he drew his Shotgun and fired a slug into the house while a Balla with an AK-47 Assault Rifle fired a barrage of bullets that easily tore through the cars and hit one of the officers in the leg.

"Damn it someone call for backup." Yelled Alison as she blindly fired three rounds from her pistol into the house before the sound of screeching tires caught her attention and caused her to notice two purple cars pulling on the right side of the road while another two pulled up on the left side with purple wearing masked men stepping out of each vehicle with weapons drawn on them.

"It's an ambush." She said with wide eyes upon realizing that she and the other officers were completely surrounded on all sides by the armed gang members who quickly opened fire on the officers.

Club Voodoo

The drive back to the club wasn't long for Lee as he, Link, Felix, and Manfred walked into the backroom where they noticed Heavy Joe still sitting down with Maurice before he turned to face them with a smile.

"You boys did well, that bitch was just checked into the hospital in severe conditions. You boys like to do overdo things you know that." Stated Joe earning a chuckle from Lee.

"It's what we do?" the Chinese boy replied before Joe reached into his jacket before pulling out an envelope and handing it to Lee.

"Three thousand, it's a little light but that's mostly because all I wanted you do was beatup a nigga." He said earning a nod from Lee.

"We get that, but when we gonna start making some more serious bank?" Lee asked earning a chuckle from Joe.

"You boys are like another other nigga I got on the street, you want more." Joe replied earning a chuckle from Link. "I expected that from Mark though since he was basically running all of West Dockington for a period of time." He added to Maurice surprise.

"Mark was running the west side for the BGA, but he still used us to collect, watch over dealers, and make sure the BGA was getting their money." Stated Link.

"We also used to rob dealers in our free time, but we've been hesitant to do so here since this is a new city, new rules, and we need someone to buy what we take." Added Lee earning a nod from Joe.

"If you wish to rob guys go do so just don't rob anyone in Uptown and you'll be fine as for a buyer…it depends on what you bring me." Stated Joe earning a nod from Lee.

"Good to know." Said Lee as he sent a look to Link and the others before the group turned to leave the room.

"I still have a feeling that guy doesn't respect us." Said Felix earning a nod from Lee.

"Aye he doesn't, but we don't need him to because it won't be long before he learns to fear us." Stated Lee with a chuckle.

17Th Ward

Things seemed to be going in slow motion for Alison as she sat with her head down and back against the cold steel of her squad car with Derrick and Regina who were blindly firing at the Ballas surrounding them while the gang members peppered their cars with rounds.

"Shit where's our backup." Regina as she fired her pistol over the sides of the car.

"Five minutes out." Yelled another officer before he was hit twice in the chest with three rounds from an MP5 Submachine Gun.

"We don't have five minutes." Yelled Brian as he stood up and fired three shots from his Shotgun before being hit once in the shoulder and falling backwards.

"SHIT!" yelled Regina as she fired off five rounds into the window of the house before being pulled down by Alison.

"Like fish in a barrel." Said Brian with a chuckle as he reloaded his rifle and fired another barrage of rounds at the officers. "Alright then dogs, start making your way out the back and I'll cover you." He yelled earning nods from the Ballas who started to slowly make their way out the back doors while the officers returned fire.

"Don't lose your head or may just lose your life." Said Alison as the duo sent a look to Derrick and noticed him clutching his bleeding shoulder while screaming at the top of his lungs.

"Damn ambush." Said Regina as she sent a look to the house while Alison's eyes widened as she remembered her conversation with Mark from earlier about escaping ambushes.

"Fight out of it, hold out for backup, break out of it, or force a retreat." She whispered to herself before looking around her surroundings and noticing the dead body of a police officer who had been shot in the back upon opening the trunk of his car for a higher caliber weapon.

"I got an idea." She said earning the attention of Regina who watched as Alison broke from cover and ran to the police car with Brian and two more Ballas firing after her as she rolled behind the car safely unharmed.

"What's something I can use." She said before looking through the contents of the truck before noticing a weapon's case. The woman then quickly opened it to reveal a H&K MP5 Submachine Gun with Holographic Sight.

"Let's go." Said Brian as he turned to face a Balla only to watch the man's head explode after being hit with the pellets of a Shotgun.

"Shit!" said Brian as he looked out the window and notice Regina clutching Derrick's Shotgun tightly before firing another slug into the window Brian was standing behind and causing him to duck for cover while the other Balla he was with was struck twice in the chest.

"Fucking bitch!" he yelled before lifting his gun to the woman, but before he could fire a shot Alison had lifted the MP5 and fired a barrage of bullets at the window causing Brian to duck to avoid the shots before moving away from the windows while yelling something in Haitian.

"Fall out!" Brian yelled before running out the back door of the house and earning the attention of Alison who noticed him running out the back of the house.

"No you're not getting away." She said before breaking from cover and running after Brian while the cars blocking the police officers in started to move away from them.

"Shit they're leaving." Yelled Regina with anger in her voice as she and the remaining officers fired shots at the fleeing cars while Alison continued to chase after Brian.

"STOP!" she yelled while Brian yelled something back at her in Creole.

"I got him." Alison yelled as she prepared to shoulder-tackle the Haitian Hitman but before she could touch him Brian had managed to swing around in almost a blinding motion and Alison's eyes quickly widened as she noticed him pointing a pistol at her.

("Goodbye blan ti fi.") he yelled before squeezing the trigger three times.

Liddell

"So what are they doing about Chayton." Meska asked while standing before Martin who found himself standing in the office of his Creek Elders Casino with Clay, Adahy, and five other Natives.

"They got him in the medical wing right now but after that they're more than likely putting him in protection." The eldest Roman replied. "He should feel lucky it wasn't a planned attack or else he would have gotten something a lot worse than a pencil." He added in a serious tone.

"How did this happen, Chayton has only been inside a few hours so why would someone attack him for no reason?" asked Meska with anger in his voice.

"My guess is the guy who stabbed him may have been close to the guy Task killed and was looking for a little payback." Said Clay as he sent an angry look at Adahy that was quickly returned.

"Makes sense, Louisiana has the highest prison population in the country and it only makes sense that someone close to those Rednecks recognized Task and made a move." Stated Martin earning an angry look from Meska.

"Father." Came a new voice that caused everyone to turn their heads and notice Marisa enter the office.

"What's going on?" she asked while approaching the desk.

"Nothing sweetheart we're just here discussing business." Meska replied causing the girl to send a look to Martin.

"What's wrong with Chayton?" she asked earning confused looks from the group. "He wouldn't be in here unless there was something wrong with him or his case, so tell me what's the problem." She stated earning a few seconds of silence from the elder.

"Marisa Chayton-." He started before Adahy quickly cut him off.

"He got attacked inside." He said earning wide eyes from Marisa. "He's alright, just got stabbed in the arm with a pencil." He added earning Meska's attention.

"It's your fault." She said while eyeing the group then walking out of the room in a huff.

"You know she's right Adahy." Meska started before turning to the young Creek Warrior. "If you had just sat down like we told you to do, then this wouldn't have-." He started before Adahy interrupted.

"It would have still happened, you think those assholes needed me to give them another reason to go after Chayton. They would have done it anyway so did sit here and try to fill my head with otherwise." The Creek Warrior stated before storming out of the room and leaving Martin alone with the elders.

New Arcadia

A lot seemed to be on the mind of the youngest Roman as he found himself sitting on the bed of his hospital room changing out of the hospital gown and into a pair of black cargo pants, white shoes, and a black t-shirt. It was only a matter of time before Lee and the others would be coming to take him home, despite Alison's wishes for him to stay, the youngest Roman was starting to grow stir crazy room being inside for so long.

As he sent a look down at the white cast that was tightly hugging his left arm he couldn't help but to think of the text message he'd gotten earlier. It was a simple message but if he responded to it than a door that he was trying to close would be flung open again.

His thought were then interrupted by the chiming of his cellphone causing him to look down at it and notice that he had a text message from Link that he quickly opened and read.

"Son of a bitch!" he yelled before running out of the room.

While the youngest Roman was running through the hospital Alison found herself laying in a hospital bed poking at the bandage on her right shoulder while Locke stood in front of her.

"You shouldn't pick at that?" he said.

"I know, but it's uncomfortable." She replied earning a chuckle from Locke.

"Better to be uncomfortable then dead." He shot back earning a nod from Alison.

"You did good today all of you." He added earning a disappointed look from Locke.

"A lot of people died today, I don't see that as being good." She replied earning a nod from Locke.

"I know, I just wish I could have been there to but you handled yourself well out there and I'm proud." He said earning a nod and a smile from Alison.

"How's Derrick?" she asked with sadness in her tone.

"He just got out of surgery and I'm gonna go see him later." He replied earning a shake of the head from Alison.

"No go see him now, he needs you there a lot more than I do." She replied earning a slight smile from Alison.

"Alright, then but I expect you to take it easy." He said earning a nod from Alison who watched him leave with a smile before leaning back in her bed with a disappointed look on her face. He was proud of her but she was angry with herself, because she let her emotions get the best of her and ran after that Balla on her own.

"Goodbye blan ti fi." Those words seemed to echoing through Alison's head as the last things she remember before the image of the Balla that shot her filled her mind as she remembered that after the man had shot her he stood over her with his gun pointed at her head and if it wasn't for Regina she probably wouldn't be alive right now.

As Alison continued to think on the matter the sound of her room door opening caused her to break from her thought and turn her head to notice a familiar Creole standing just a few feet away from her breathing heavily while looking at her with wide eyes.

"Mark!" she said while Mark continued to eye her closely before slowly approaching her. He didn't say anything to her but he didn't have to Alison could see almost a flurry of emotions in his eyes. Anger, Sadness, Guilt, Grief, Panic, and even Fear.

As he stood over her in silence Alison couldn't help but to reach out and take his good hand in her own and begin to massage his knuckles.

"It doesn't hurt as bad as it looks." She said with a half-smile while Mark took in the sight of the bandage that started on her right shoulder and went down her right arm.

"What happened?" Mark asked in a tone that told Alison he was desperately trying to conceal his sadness.

"The Ballas set an ambush that we walked into." She said causing Mark to slowly lower his head. "I should be thanking you." She said causing Mark took look up at her as she raised up to a sitting position.

"The advice you gave me earlier about getting out of ambush worked, I just fucked it up by forgetting to not follow the guys running away." She said earning a slight smile from Mark that quickly disappeared.

"Can I see you, where you got hit?" he asked causing Alison to look at him closely and notice the look on his face that seemed to speak to her.

"Turn around first." She ordered earning a nod from the young Creole before he turned his back to the woman while Alison started to move her bed sheets over her waist. Despite being at a close range that Balla had managed to shoot her three times once in the shoulder, once in the chest, and once in the stomach but thanks to her vest the shots to the stomach and chest didn't go through but left a serious bruise on her body.

She was somewhat hesitant to show Mark her scars, mainly she didn't know how he would react to seeing them, but also because she was only wearing a hospital gown and to show him her scars would expose some parts of her body to him. The thought of Mark seeing her body brought about a series of feelings in her that she somewhat didn't understand. On one hand she didn't like the idea of someone she didn't know seeing the areas she kept covered, but on the other hand Mark wasn't just as someone that really cared about her probably more so then anyone else and she wondered just how he would react to seeing her body in such a compromised state.

"Okay you can turn around." She said causing Mark too slowly to turn around and see that Alison was sitting on the edge of her bed with her hospital gown lifted over her stomach, but to keep her exposed bottom covered she had wrapped her bed sheet around her waist so he couldn't see anything below. She had also removed the straps of the gown to expose her shoulders and a fair amount of her cleavage to him but her breast were still covered by her gown.

The exposed flesh didn't seem to register to Mark though, all his gaze seemed to want to see was her injuries. The bullet wound in her right shoulder was covered by the bandages thankfully but Alison could see the young Creole's eyes were easily drawn to the bruises on her stomach and chest.

The one on her stomach was just a little above her belly button while the one on her chest was just at the top of her right bosom. Both were somewhat of an ugly sight on the FIB Agent. They looked bright purple marks that stained her almost porcelain like skin. Like a purple drink that had been spilled on a fine rug.

While Mark continued to look at her scars Alison found herself looking away from the youngest Roman while a red blush seemed to be covering her face. Sitting in front of him like this brought about an uncomfortable feeling, like she was an ugly piece of meat.

Those thoughts were then taken away from her as she felt a pair of arms wrap around her body causing her to look up and notice Mark had wrapped his arms around her torso and was holding her close to his chest while his head rested on her shoulder.

"I'm sorry!" he said causing Alison to wrap her arms around his torso and hug him back before she felt him plant a soft kiss on her right shoulder before bending down and planting another on her chest and another on her stomach that brought about a low moan from Alison as she watched him rest his head on her lap.

"I'm sorry you put me on the streets to keep things like this from happening." He said with sadness in his voice.

"Don't worry about it I'm fine, and this isn't your fault." She said with a little optimism in her voice.

"You're fine, but when I find who did this I'm gonna put the things the BGA taught me to good use." Mark replied with anger in his voice to Alison's surprise.

"NO!" she shouted before pulling him off her.

"I know you seeing me like this is painful for you, but don't go out and get yourself into a situation for me Mark." She said causing the youngest Roman to look away from her.

"Promise me." She said with authority in her tone.

"Then if you don't want me to hunt these bastards down, what you want me to do?" he asked in a low huff.

"Stay with me." She replied to Mark's confusion. "Stay with me, check on me, take care of me, just…just be here with me." She said causing Mark to look into her eyes and see the tears beginning to form in her baby blues.

"I'm here!" he said before rewrapping his arms around the woman and allowing her head to rest on his chest while the Creole ran his hands fingers through locks of red hair.

"I'm not going anywhere." He added earning a nod from Alison as she felt Mark brush his lips over her forehead before kissing the top of her head.

"Mark, the man who shot me he spoke Creole when he shot me." She said earning the attention of Mark.

"What did he say?" the youngest Roman asked while looking down at the woman closely.

"He said goodbye blan dyad." She said with a confused look while trying her best to pronounce the phrase correctly.

"Goodbye Blan dyab, that means goodbye white devil." Stated Mark as Alison felt him clench his fist after saying telling her what it meant. She knew that racial tension was still alive and well in the south, but she never thought she would be called something like that.

"This guy, he ain't Louisiana Creole." Stated Mark to Alison's surprise.

"Then what is he?" she asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Haitian, the Creole language comes from France and the correct way to say devil is Diable and the correct way to say white is Blanc. The way we say it is the same, but Haitians they changed it up in ways to shorten words." Stated Mark earning a raised eyebrow from Alison.

"Are you sure?" she asked earning a nod from the youngest Roman.

"Yeah he's Haitian for sure, I gotta say though you're gonna catch hell looking for him. There are hardly any Haitians in this city. Despite the Voodoo, he's probably the first Haitian I've heard about in this city." He stated earning a nod from Alison.

"I saw his face." She replied.

"Probably won't do much good that guys probably long gone along with most of the Ballas, after this shit I wouldn't be surprised if they skipped town." He shot back earning a disappointed look from Alison.

"But he'll stick his head out and when he does, you can move on him." He stated earning a smile from Alison who looked up at Mark before noticing the compromising position she was in. She was still barely dressed and in the arms of the young Creole and to make it worse her legs were open and Mark was standing in between them. She could actually feel the hem of his jeans brushing against her exposed thighs.

"Maybe, you should go." She said earning a confused look from Mark who noticed her face had again turned red like a tomato. "My partners have been coming in and out of my room since I've been here and I don't want them to see us…like this." She in a shaky tone that caused Mark to look down and notice that he was standing in between Alison's legs while much of her bare chest was pressed against his shirt.

"Right!" he said with a blush of his own before slowly letting the FIB Agent go while lifting his head up and then taking a few steps back to allow her to quickly cover herself for Mark to look back down at her.

"Can I come see you, while you're here?" he asked before approaching her and slowly stroking her left cheek with his right hand.

"You better, after I spent my lunch breaks here with you." She replied earning a smile from Mark who gave her one last hug before kissing her forehead.

"Be safe." He whispered in her ear before planting a small kiss on her injured shoulder and slowly gliding his fingers over her stomach.

"And Mark." She started before watching the youngest Roman turn back to face her. "Don't do anything that can land you in prison." She said earning a slight nod and a smile from the youngest Roman who blew her a kiss before walking out of the room.

As Mark made his way down the halls he quickly pulled out his phone and looked down at the text message he'd gotten earlier. He then lifted his head to see something that caught his eye, it came in the form of a familiar African American man making his way into Alison's room. The sight of the man brought an angry feeling into Mark as the pain of the man slamming his weapon into his arm and fracturing his bone came to mind.

"Fucking bastard." Mark said with an angry growl as he noticed the man quickly wrap his arms around Alison and bring her in for a tight hug. The sight quickly brought an angry look to the face of Mark who turned back down to his cellphone and eyed the text message from earlier.

"My arm won't be a problem at all." He text back before hitting the send button and then sending another look to Alison's room where he watched Tavon climb into the bed with the redhead before wrapping her into his arms.

The chiming of his cellphone quickly broke his attention and caused Mark to look at his phone and notice that he had another text message.

"Meet me out front then."

After reading the message the youngest Roman quickly made his way out of the front exit of the hospital where he quickly noticed a bright red Reaper parked in front the hospital. The youngest Roman then walked over to the passenger seat before sliding inside and taking a seat on the soft leather seats.

"Let's get this over with." He said before sending a look to the driver. She was a rather attractive looking woman of Chinese descent with short black hair, bright black eyes that were hidden behind a pair of sunglasses, and wearing a bright red dress with black high heels that seemed to show off her super model like body.

"Is that anyway to formerly great someone you haven't seen in almost a year." She asked in a soft tone that seemed to carry just as much weight as though it were yelled at him.

Upon hearing those words the young Creole instantly knew what the woman wanted so he turned to her and noticed that her lip gloss covered lips were contorted into a smile that seemed almost hypnotic to the youngest Roman who quickly scooted over in his seat before moving towards her and planting his lips upon hers for a quick kiss that seemed longer then he intended before he separated from her and noticed that the smile on the woman's face was still there.

"Still as good as I taught you." She said with a low chuckle while Mark looked away from her. "There's a present for you behind your seat." She added causing Mark to look in the backseat and notice the case before grabbing it and then pulling it on his lap.

"I think you'll like it." She said before watching Mark open the case to reveal an Assault Rifle with a number of attachments.

"You know what that is?" she asked with a wide smile.

"An FN SCAR-L Assault Rifle, the L means light because it fires a 5.56x45mm round. It's the main service weapons for numerous countries and is slowly replacing the M4 as the weapon used by the US Military and the AR-15 as the weapon used by police." He stated earning a nod from the woman.

"Good what are the attachments?" she asked with a smile.

"ACOG Sight used for sharpshooting, Foregrip helps to steady the line of fire for close quarters combat, a flashlight attachment, and a silencer." He said earning a nod from the woman.

"I taught you well, I expect you get familiar with that weapon and to start putting it together because you're gonna be using it a lot." She said before starting up her car and driving off while Mark sent a look to the weapon in his laps.

Authors Note: And there's a big cliffhanger to leave you on, who is this mystery woman and what's her connection to Marcus?

The scene in beginning of Brian using a Molotov Cocktail on some corner boys was based off a GTA Cinematic video on Youtube I saw of a guy using the Ballas Mod to attack the Families. The Flashback of the many shootings that's been going on in New Arcadia was based off a scene in Boardwalk Empire that flashback to show the war between Nucky Thomas and Gyp Rosetti.

Governor Fredrick Moore is a parody of Louisiana Governor Bobby Jindal. Also that joke they made about Indians whenever they get into politics they have to drop their culture and convert to white Americas culture is kinda true. There have been numerous Americans of Indian Descent in America, but if you look at Governors majority of the ones with American sounding names are Republicans and are some of the whitest washed people ever.

Bobby Jindal agreed with Trump on deporting illegals and anchor babies. What he fails to realize is he's the perfect image of an anchor. Both his parents were born in India and he was born in America. You are that anchor that keeps them here. Then you ran for president for like five minutes and didn't even a percent of the American vote, because people see your bullshit. Sorry rambling.

Task being stabbed in jail with a pencil is sorta an homage to the way things are in actual prisons. And no it's not because in Louisiana prisons people can't make shanks, it's because in some cases when you don't have enough time to make shanks you use wood or pencils instead of metal. They showed that on an episode of Lockup the Nortenos there actually replaced using wood based shanks instead of metal because it makes them easier to hide on the yard when guards use metal detectors to search for weapons.

Mark explained a lot about himself this chapter and there's more to be discovered next chapter. One thing I usually hate with some GTA Character they say they ex-military and you assume, badass but that's not just case. A dude walking into a building full of enemies with only a pistol and walking out alive is badass but not very realistic to someone in the military. You gotta plan things and strategize, the smartest soldier is better than the one with the biggest gun.

That's why I liked the mission where Franklin, Michael, and Trevor had to save Lamar because they looked at the warehouse, they planned out what they wanted to do, and they executed it perfectly. That's real strategy and Mark will employ strategy in a lot of his mission and he knows about guns, because knowing your weapon is king to victory.

The way he explained escaping an ambush, is what I read from soldiers who have been trained to escape and fight an ambush.

The ambush Brian had set was based off a GTA Cinematic Movie on Youtube and Alison getting shot came from that idea.

I hope y'all liked seeing Lil Wayne get his ass beat I enjoyed greatly, and yes in a lot of his songs he reps Blood but if you go back ten years ago he claimed Crip and that has a lot of people confused and a lot of people from New Orleans don't like that he do that.

Also when Joe mentioned rappers can get it to was in homage to another New Orleans rapper that was killed. I don't know if you remember Soulja Slim but he was killed in New Orleans and at first he was a local New Orleans drug dealer, they called him Magnolia Slim because he was from the Magnolia Housing Projects.

Stick around because next chapter we reveal more about Mark and this mystery woman he's with, Alison makes probably one of the biggest mistakes of her life, Lee's introduced to the Asian organized crime element of New Arcadia, Task has his bail hearing, and Adahy retaliates against the Rednecks.

Thank you all for reading have a nice day.