Chapter 29: A City Divided by Blood, Race, and War
The Battle of New Arcadia Pt II
New Arcadia (Five Days Later)
No matter how much he wanted to go deaf at this moment it just wasn't happening for Melvin Boudreaux. He was known around the city as the Mayor of New Arcadia and despite having black blood from his grandmother he was the first white person to hold the position since the 1970's. He won that title by being a great face to the community and being loved by the cities large minority number, but today he was torn between the two people in front of him.
One was an African American woman with short brown hair, dark brown skin, wide eyes, and wearing a black pants suit. This woman's name was Megan Stokes, she was the councilwoman for parts Uptown Area of New Arcadia that consisted of the 4th, 5th, 14th, 16th, and 17th Wards. She was a pillar of their communities in her own eyes, but behind closed doors he knew the woman was dirty. He didn't have a full picture of it but he knew it.
The other person was a woman of Mexican and Honduran descent with long curly black hair, wide black eyes, and wearing a grey pants suit. This woman's name was Gloria Menendez and unlike Ms. Stokes she wasn't a councilwoman in New Arcadia but instead she was political advocate and one of the leading members of the National Alliance of La Raza. They were a political advocacy group in the United States that seeked reform for documented and undocumented in the United States and had been called in to quell what's been going on in New Arcadia.
A full scale war was going on in the streets of New Arcadia, some called it a war between streets gang but Melvin knew better than to call it that. This war was becoming a full scale race war that with black and brown citizens of New Arcadia squaring off with one another and killing each other at every turn.
"Why are you even here again?" asked Megan breaking the concentration of the Mayor as he sent a look to Ms. Menendez.
"As I said, I'm here to ask you stop this senseless harassment of La Raza in New Arcadia by the police." She shot out with anger in her tone.
"You call it harassment I call it a public service." The Councilwoman responded with anger in her tone as she eyed the woman closely. "These Hispanic gang members have launched full scale war on not only the gangs of New Arcadia but the people. An entire housing project has to be remodeled in the second war after gangsters ran in spraying the place with guns and leaving the people inside scared, gangsters pulled guns on innocent people just a few days ago, and then they go and crucify a young man on a cross and leave his dead body to be seen for all to see." She added before looking to the Mayor.
"I know for a fact you go to church Mayor Boudreaux and you should be just as heated as I am right now." She yelled out before turning to the woman.
"First off La Raza doesn't like to be called Hispanic because we are not of Spain." She shot out with anger of her own. "Second the Mexican and Honduran gangs in New Arcadia aren't fighting because they want to. They're fighting to get the respect they and the people deserve. I've talked to many families in this city and almost six in every ten homes has someone that has been discriminated against by African Americans in this city. There are people who have been assaulted, robbed, and beaten just for fun. Parents even say they can't let their kids on the school bus without the fear of violence coming their way." She shot back.
"I don't support gangs or gang members but if a boy has to join a gang in order to protect himself and his family what do you expect would happen." The woman shouted back with anger in her tone.
"Yeah none of you support gang members but when your son goes out and tosses grenades in a night club and kills seventeen people and injures thirty more you hide them, cover for them, and protect them from the police." The Councilwoman shouted back.
"What happened at that night club was unfortunate, but none of the gangs have knowledge of who performed that heinous act." She shot back. "Honestly if you ask me you should be asking how the young man got the hand grenades and why a warehouse, owned by Ms. Stokes cousin, was found burned down and filled with guns." She added earning a shocked look from the woman.
"Oh you would try to bring my family in this, as I've said before I know nothing about my cousin's actions and even if the man did get the Grenades from his warehouse it just adds fuel to the fire that the New Arcadia Police Department should perform raids on all these gang members so we can get these guns off the streets before more innocents are killed." She shouted back.
"Right, you're all for helping the police take the guns off the streets but only when your cousin isn't selling them." Gloria retorted starting a shouting match between the two women that the Mayor quickly broke up.
"Enough!" he shouted causing the two women to stop. "I can care less about either of you, but this war in New Arcadia needs to come to end now." He stated. "I can't call the police off the brown community because like it or not there are murders in your homes and until someone brings them up I can't stop this." He shouted to Gloria before turning to Megan.
"And she's right your family is just at fault. So deliver your cousin or whoever you know that's involved a message. If this war doesn't come to an end the hammer will come down…on the entire city and those words are coming from the Governor not myself." He shouted earning a calm look from the woman.
"Now leave both of you." He said before watching closely as the two women walked out of the room before reaching into his desk and pulling out a cellphone and dialing a number.
"Yeah…I'm gonna need you to do your thing." He said before hanging up and taking a deep breath.
2nd Ward New Arcadia
Things seemed to be going slow for Alison as she found herself at home sitting in the small office at her desk going over the photos of the last two people killed by New Arcadia's newest Serial Killer. The first body was that of a blonde woman who'd been shot in the head and who's gutted body was found in a vacant home in the upper 9th Ward. The second belonged to an African American man who'd been shot in the head and who's castrated corpse was found in the 11th Ward.
He was leaving a trail of bodies that went through much of New Arcadia and seemed to be playing a game that he was only allowing Alison to play through. That thought scared Alison, she didn't know exactly why this man was only targeting her and those in her life, but the thought of them getting hurt because of her seemed to frighten her.
"Even on your day off here you are working." Came the familiar voice of Steve causing the woman to lift her head and notice him standing in the doorway with a smug smile on his face.
"I think I've missed to many days from work." She replied after remembering her time with Mark, Lee, and Ana at the cabin and the heist they pulled off against Merryweather. Despite all the death that happened around her that day Alison felt somewhat numb to it. She didn't know if it was because she was alright with it or not, but she was able to shrug it off like it was just another day.
She had just returned home earlier that morning with Mark and Lee while Alison went to her hotel in Red Stick with Kyra. The feeling of being back home seemed somewhat good to Alison, despite everything she'd been through.
"It's alright you had a legitimate reason." He replied before approaching the woman. "How's your father?" Steve asked earning a confused look from Alison before she remembered she told Steve she would be visiting her father.
"He's doing better." She replied earning a nod from Steve who approached her and quickly started to massage her shoulders. She knew where this was going, this was one of the way he let her know that he wanted to have sex without actually saying it out loud.
"That's good I was worried about you." He said before leaning down and planting a kiss on Alison's forehead then moving down to her mouth only to watch in surprise as Alison pulled away from him. He was confused, but she wasn't. These past few days she had spent her time with Marcus and despite the duo not having sex she still felt dirty. It seemed almost like it was every day she found herself thinking about the Louisiana Creole and remembering being wrapped in his arms while his throbbing member was pressed against her leg.
"Is something wrong?" Steve asked with a hurt look on her face that made Alison somewhat curse herself before rising up to give him a quick kiss on the lips while he wrapped his arms around her and quickly explored her mouth with his tongue.
Before long the FIB Agent found herself sitting on her home office desk watching as Steve pulled her black stocking over her right knee, sliding it off her leg, and then setting it aside. As he removed her other Alison couldn't help but look over Steve's face. When she thought of Steve and then Mark she couldn't help but compare the duo that seemed more opposite than anything else.
Steve was an FIB Agent and sworn to uphold the law while Mark had many titles contract killer, gang leader, and hired gun. They were just two different people and it wasn't just that one was black and the other white they were two separate people. Steve wore much of his emotions on his sleeve whether they be good or bad and Mark kept much of his emotions bottled up behind a shell and his gun. Where she could read Steve like a book Mark was probably the most unpredictable men in her lives. Where Mark was exciting he was also hazardous and while Steve was plain he was also her childhood version of Prince Charming.
As she watched the man take her leg in his hands and plant kisses on her foot, then her shin, then knee, and finally her thigh Alison couldn't help but blush as she felt the man's coarse Mustache and five-O'clock shadow scratching her skin. She then gave a low shudder as nervousness welled in her stomach as she felt herself starting to get wet.
Steve then stood first and took both of her hands and pulled her to her feet for another kiss that Alison easily sunk into. He then pulled his shirt up over his head with one swift motion, revealing his surprisingly muscular body beneath with hair running across his chest and leaving a trail from his chiseled abs and into his jeans. Alison then unbuttoned her dress shirt and let is slide from her arms onto the brown carpet covered floors.
When their relationship first started Alison vowed it would never be anything more. It seemed innocent when they first met for coffee to discuss a case. Then the work-related meetings turned to personal ones and professional conversations became more intimate. Before long the duo were talking about past relationships from Steve's failed relationships to Alison's small number. One day, he asked to meet her at his home, and despite her better judgement she went. They kissed and things went a little further as she remembered the taste of Steve's tongue and the feeling of his hands running over her body.
Alison had lost count on how many times they'd had sex after that moment, but she did remember it was around the same time she stopped calling and texting Marcus. She didn't have the heart or stomach to tell him that she was with another man or that she'd slept with another man. She felt like she was cheating on him at first but after a few months she brought that thought of her head.
As Steve slid her bra down her arms, baring her somewhat medium, supple breast the man then gripped one roughly and soon took one of Alison's nipples in his mouth and biting only so slightly. Alison winced slightly and he released her. She always thought her breast were too small for a guys liking and herself to skinny, but the way Mark and Steve payed close attention to them made her think otherwise. They were only slightly larger than a B Cup but they weren't nowhere near a D, still Mark described them as the breast of a model and they fit with her model like physique. He called her a 1950's model, at first she didn't know how to take the comment, but then he described to her that models in those times didn't have computers to make themselves look perfect and neither did she. She was all-natural and beautiful and hearing that only made her love him more.
Pulling her body against his, Steven then pressed his mouth to hers and one hand soon slid under her dark red panties and grabbed at her plump behind. Alison gave a low yelp as she felt herself getting wetter and her heart flustering. She then watched with a smoky gaze as Steve dropped to his knees, pulled her underwear around her ankles, and then pressed his face between her legs. Through moans, the female FIB Agent ran her hands through his hair and pushed his head further into her. His lips kissed hers and Alison let out a few low moans and after a few moments Steve stopped and leaned in to kiss her.
The man wasn't able to bring her to orgasm through oral sex and only rarely went down on her, unlike Mark who would go down on her, bring her to multiple orgasms, and leave her drenching the bed gasping for air and struggling to uncurl her toes with just his tongue and not want anything in return. He just loved the way she tasted and the way she sounded when having an orgasm.
As Steve kissed her though Alison could taste herself, it was a reckless moment but it did excite her. He then grabbed her by her waist and turned her over. With one knee on the desk and one foot on the floor Alison looked back him over her shoulder. He unzipped his pants and pulled out his member, the first time she saw it she was shocked to see that he was much larger than she imagined. He was somewhat longer than Mark by maybe an inch but he lacked girth. Then with one rough hand gripping her waist, he guided himself inside her. It wasn't instant pleasure at first there was a slight pain, but then the pleasure sunk in. He then slowly slid it back out seeming to savor every moment then once his head came out he pushed it back inside her with a greater force. Then he started to gradually pick up speed.
He leaned forward to grip her breast as he continued to drive into her and at first he had to catch them as they bounced rhythmically with each thrust. They panted in unison as Alison perky bottom slam against his hips and created a slight smacking sound that filled the air. Steve then clasped his hands around her throat and pulled her to his chest with such a force it almost knocked the wind out of her. As he continued to drive into her Alison took her right hand and started to caress her stiffened clit to while reaching back with her left and grabbing his arm and dug her nails into his broad, hairy forearm. With his mantle filling her and her own soft fingers pressing on her clit she felt her climax approaching and before long her moaning broke into a guttural scream as she came.
He then flipped her onto her back and parted her legs to the side to expose her pink wet flower. She was afraid the first time he had her in this position. She mostly feared if he would brag to the other guys behind her back about how he nailed the new girl. She never really got an answer for that, but with the news of their relationship she didn't have to.
Her thoughts then returned to her as he entered her again. It rained the other day and a heat wave starting to come through the city and neither Alison or Steve had turned on the air conditioner so the warm inside the house had left them both glistening with sweat while their body odor filled the air. Alison sweat seemed to make her breast shine as they bounced with every thrust. Steve then threw one of her knees over his shoulder, grabbed them both, and began to drive into her with reckless abandon. This seemed to cause an increase amount of pleasure from Alison but also an increase amount of pain as Steve forcibly squeezed her breast almost til they were turning red.
The female FIB Agent could see it in his eyes, the man was almost done. As she looked into his misty eyes she said something she never expected.
"Come inside me." She yelled out.
He fell forward, pressing her knees to her breast and kissed her passionately before yelling out. "MY GOD!" as he fired his load into the woman. As he gave his final thrust Alison inwardly cursed.
Steve had a strong sexual drive, but he didn't really have any stamina and often finished before she did if she didn't touch herself to increase the pleasure. That was another thing Mark had the advantage over him at, the youngest Roman had stamina that had been built up from years of evading bullets and could time his orgasm with hers so when they came it was always together. Some nights she didn't know where he ended and she began or vice versa and could keep going if she let him whereas she could already feel Steve starting to go flaccid inside of her.
As the man rested on top her, panting cheek-to check with his weight pressing down on her she felt a small urge to cry. She wasn't in pain and the sex was good but not worthy of tears…she'd cry because she thought she'd cheated again.
As Steve stood up panting he couldn't help but to let out a small smile before grabbing Alison and cradling her into his arms bridal style, taking her to the bedroom, and then lying her down on the somewhat cold sheets.
"Thank you." She whispered out before Steve planted a small kiss on her forehead.
"Maybe we can do this again when I get off from work?" he asked with a slight smile earning a small chuckle from Alison.
"Maybe." She replied before they shared a quick kiss with Steve ending with a kiss on her cheek.
"I love you." He whispered out into her before walking out of the room.
Alison didn't respond. Her face was still flushed as she stared up at the ceiling while Steve made his way to the shower. She then looked to her dresser where she noticed a H&K USP Pistol resting near her bed. It wasn't her usual sidearm Mark had given the woman the .45 caliber pistol after they left the cabin and told her they'd practice more with it. As she remembered that the ecstasy she once felt started to give way to guilt. She didn't like this, she didn't like sharing a bed with a man she didn't love as much as another and the thought of that made her feel dirty.
17th Ward
The sound of blows landing and loud pain filled grunts seemed to fill the air as Mark found himself standing over a well-known drug fiend in New Arcadia, by the name of Omar, with Andre, Buck, Davey, Eddy, and three other 17th Ward gangsters. One of whom was a member of the Ballas that was known on the streets as Orlando.
Orlando was a light skinned African American man with cornrows bright brown eyes and wearing a purple Boars jacket over a black New Arcadia Sinners shirt, black jeans, and purple shoes. The group was watching as Lee kept a plastic bag over the drug addicts face while Jimmy repeatedly punched him in the stomach and chest with enough force to cause blood to shoot into the bag.
Usually Mark would be the one doing the punching in these situations but his arm still slightly hurt after his last attack on the Azteca's had him getting a through and through. The news of Neto and the Vagos killing Kaos and much of the Ballas didn't sit well with Mark. He didn't have much love for the Ballas, but he still respected Kaos better than most, the worst part about it was that now his leadership over the 17th Ward was being called into question. The 17th had been hit twice in his absence and things weren't looking up for him.
Before his attack on the Azteca's he had a long conversation with one of their members before bashing his brains in with the butt of a Rifle. He learned more about his enemy Neto, and he was actually quite surprised to learn the man was a junkie. He seemed to be more put together than any other addict especially one on meth. The youngest Roman knew members of the BGA, Ballas, and Families who snorted coke in their past time and in a few instances he had to as well, but he kicked that habit whereas other members didn't. Still the way Neto was described can be best classified as a fiend but a well put together one.
He may have beat him once, but he wouldn't do it again.
"Enough!" Mark yelled out before watching Jimmy step away from the man while Lee pulled the bag off his face causing Omar to spit the blood from his mouth while the blood from his nose dripped onto his old ratty clothing.
"Come on man let me go." He screamed out with fear and sadness in his tone while Mark walked up to the man and slapped him across the face.
"I just slapped you like a little bitch." Mark stated with a cold tone in his voice. "I'm not the kind of man to use a closed fist on a woman. You sold us out to some Beaners and you got some good people killed because of it." He added with little emotion in his tone.
"Mark I-." Omar started before Mark interrupted him.
"Ah Ah, only thing worse than a fiend is someone who gets pissed and sells out people." Mark retorted causing Buck, Davey, and Eddy to send looks to each other while remembering what they knew about Felix. "You can redeem yourself right now, if you tell me where Neto Santa Muerte is." He added.
"I…I don't know." He shot out earning a chuckle from Mark who went to slap him across the face several more times and sending the man's blood flying across the room. "I don't know man, I went to them in Metra after they cut me off, some little amigo brought him to me and he said he'd pay me if I help them get your stash." He added causing Lee to punch the man in the jaw with enough force to knock teeth from the man's mouth.
"We lost money because of you and we lost friends good people all because we got tired of you trying to pay us with fake dollars. Who's the real asshole in this situation?" Lee asked with anger in his tone before Mark turned to look back at Orlando.
"You want to finish him or would you like us to do it." Mark asked earning the attention of the Ballas and watching as two of them went to approach Mark only to be stopped by Orlando.
"Na Soul, I've seen some of the sick shit you and your homies do. We'd just beat him or shoot him, you make him suffer." He stated earning a nod from Mark who turned to Lee and Jimmy.
"Get me The Crows." Said Mark as he watched Lee make his way over to a corner of the room while Jimmy made sure the ropes on Omar's hands were tightened while Davey and Eddy approached Mark with a bucket of fish.
"The fuck you doing man?" Omar asked as the group watched Mark pick up a fish before quickly using his bowie knife to gut the fish to Omar's shock and terror before he watched Mark stick his fingers into the stomach of then rubs Omar's face in the creature's gut while Lee returned with two cages with three black birds inside each of them.
"You know in Dockington there used to be this old heroin addict. He got clean only after he went blind in one eye and served five years in the pen." Mark started before looking to Lee. "What was his name?" he asked.
"The Birdman." The Chinese guy replied.
"Right, we used to go to his house every day after school because in prison he learned he liked birds and he had this big ass bird coop in his backyard. Pigeons, Sparrows, Woodpeckers, Kingfishers all kinds and he used to let us feed um and care for them. You know my favorite bird Omar…it's a Crow you want to know, it's not just because I like the band?" Mark asked earning slight chuckles from Lee and Jimmy.
"It's because they're the sign of death, you know what they call a flock of crows…a Murder." Mark shot out with anger in his tone while looking to the cages where he noticed Lee bang on the sides and agitate the birds inside and cause them to caw at him.
"These guys like fish and they haven't been fed in a while…so have fun." Mark shot out while dropping the gutted fish on the man's lap before putting tape on his mouth, stabbing him in the gut with his knife, then stepping away, and whipping his hands off. "LOOSE!" He yelled out as Lee and the others watched as Lee opened the cage before stepping back while the three birds came zooming out and instantly flew to Omar where they started to violently peck into the man's head, face, and eyes in order to get the fish guts. This caused Omar to fall in his seat and violently thrash in hopes of getting rid of the birds but it didn't seem to be working as Davey and Eddy threw the buckets of fish at the man and watched as the birds started to peck at other parts of his body.
"You like?" Mark asked while looking to Orlando and the other Balla members who all looked a bit disgusted as they watched a crow repeatedly peck into the eye of Omar.
"Yeah." He shot out before watching Mark pull out a black bag and pass it to the man. "Hundred thousand for you and your crew, it won't bring Kaos and the others back but it can fill the holes in your pocket." He added with a hint of anger in his tone.
"Appreciate it, let us know when you want hit them spics back." Orlando shot out while Mark nodded his head.
"We'll let you know." Mark shot back before his cellphone started to ring from a familiar number that caused him to look down and see that his eldest brother Martin was calling him. "We gotta go." Mark he said.
"What about him, they gonna eat him all?" Orlando asked while the group sent a look back at Omar and noticing that he had gone into shock and passed out. "Who knows, who cares." Mark shot back before walking past the Ballas.
"Where we going?" asked Jimmy.
"3rd Ward, my asshole of a father wants to see us." Mark replied.
"Alright, but after this I'm going to sleep we've had a long ass week." Lee retorted.
Elsewhere
It wasn't long after Steve left that Alison found herself taking a long shower with her head down in the water as it trickled down her spine. Even with the waters washing away all of her sweat from her morning with Steve she still couldn't help but to feel dirty.
After throwing on a pair of blue jean pants and a black button up shirt that covered her torso and much of her bottom the female FIB Agent quickly made her way out of the bathroom and noticed a sound coming from the living room that caused her to quickly move to take a peek inside and notice a familiar blonde and Indian man sitting in her living room.
"What the hell?" she asked earning the attention of the two boys. "How did you two get in?" she asked with a stunned look on her face.
"The brothers had an extra key for your home made when Mark, Lee, and Link left for Sunbelt." Stated Manfred to Alison's shock.
"You can yell at us later right now we need to talk to you about something very important." Link added to the woman's surprise as she moved over to take a seat on her couch and eyed the group.
"What's on your mind?" she asked with a raised brow before watching Manfred walk over to her with a laptop and play a video.
"As you already know a few weeks ago we launched an attack on the Azteca's in Metra and whenever we do large scale battles we use Gyrocopters to keep an eye on the battlefield so we can monitor our enemy's movement and work on counterattacks." Manfred stated before watching Alison watched as the toy was shot out of the sky and someone came up and shot it again.
"So somebody saw your drone and shot it down." She said before watching Manfred rewind the footage before pausing it and allowing Alison to see who shot down the drone. "That's Felix, why would he shoot down your drone?" she asked while giving the duo confused looks.
"Because Felix has betrayed us." Link shot out to the woman's shock and surprise. "He's working with the enemy now against us and a few nights ago he was involved with stealing guns from a warehouse and giving those weapons to the Azteca's." he added to Alison's shock.
"Jesus Christ, does Mark know?" she asked while watching Link and Manfred go silent. "You haven't told him." She added.
"We were hoping you'd be with us when we do tell him." Manfred shot out to the woman's confusion.
"Why? She asked.
"Because Mark and Lee will kill Felix without a second thought." Link stated to the woman's surprise. "Everything we've been through and everything we've done with and for each other will mean nothing to them." He added.
"All they'll see is a brother working with the men who got Miller and Viktor killed and that'll be enough to warrant his murder." Retorted Manfred while Alison remained silent for a few seconds before speaking.
"Was Felix involved in the deaths of Miller and Viktor?" she asked.
"We're not sure, but we believe he should plead a case before us instead of being brutally murdered." Manfred shot back while Alison looked to Link.
"So you want me to convince Mark to not kill Felix?" she asked earning a slight nod from the duo. "Or at least be there when we tell him. Neither him or Lee will be wanting to hear what we say after this comes out so maybe you can keep them both calm." Link responded before watching Alison remain silent for a few seconds before being interrupted by a knock at her door that caused Link and Manfred to send looks to each other before scrambling to the back of the house while Alison directed them to hide in the closet in the event Steve came back home.
"Coming." She shot out before moving to the front door and swinging it open then being hit by a wave of shock and surprise at who was standing on the otherside. "Captain Locke." She said with a smile.
"That's Major now." He replied with a playful smile before watching the woman jump up and quickly hug the man. "It's good to see you." He said earning a likewise from Alison before she led him into her home.
"So what brings you all the way out her to my home?" she asked while continuing to smile at the man.
"Well I was in the neighborhood, and thought maybe you could help me with a case." Locke replied to Alison's confusion as she watched him walk over to a picture of herself and Steve that was taken a few months ago.
"Brother?" he asked with a smile.
"No that's Steve, we're sorta-." She trailed off before watching the man nod his head before setting the picture back down.
"So what brings you here, last I heard you were running things in Eastern New Arcadia?" she asked.
"Yes well this gang war is keeping me up at night along with Regina." He said before looking to Ali. "Which is why I need to speak to you." He added to the woman's confusion.
"Well what do you need to know?" she asked while looking to Locke who gave her a smile.
"How did Mark handle the news about your new boyfriend?" he asked catching Alison by surprise until she remembered the man knew about her relationship with the self-described Concrete Soldier. "Did he take it well?" he added before Alison shook her head while Link and Manfred slowly poked their heads out the door of the hall closet.
"He's…adjusting." She replied.
"So you're still in direct contact with Marcus Roman?" he asked with a half-smile.
"Somewhat, what is this about Major?" Alison asked trying to change the subject of the conversation.
"I think…you can singlehandedly bring an end to this black on brown war going on in New Arcadia." He stated to the woman's confusion.
"Because of my relationship with Mark?" she asked with a raised brow before watching him pull an envelope from his jacket pocket then handing it to the woman who quickly looked it over.
"Our information on the streets is limited but we do have enough evidence to say that Mark and his crew are in control of the 17th Ward." He started as Alison looked into the file and noticed a number of pictures of Mark with Lee, Link Felix, and the other members of BSU and a few gangsters from the 17th Ward. "Under Mark's leadership a strong alliance has been formed between the Ballas and Hard Head Gangsters in the 17th Ward and the Roman Boyz in the 3rd Ward." He started before she flipped to pictures of Mark with his father Maurice and brothers Martin, Marrick, and Hakeem.
"What's this about?" Alison asked while looking up at Locke closely.
"After talking with gangsters on the street and recovering bodies from battles we've concluded that Mark's 17th Ward is spearheading Joe's war against the Vagos in New Arcadia." He stated while watching the FIB Agent nod her head. She was well aware about the gang war and she knew Mark, Lee, and the other BSU members were fighting against the Mexican Gangs in New Arcadia because of the deaths of Miller and Viktor and she expected no less because of it.
"I know Mark lost two of his guys but this war is getting out of hand and has to come to an end Alison. Assault Rifles, Hand Grenades, Grenade Launchers, fucking Claymore Mines people are scared to walk out of their homes now without the fear of being caught up in a battle between these two sides." He added causing Alison to go silent for a few seconds before speaking out.
"I understand, but what makes you think I can put an end to it?" she asked.
"You can talk to Mark, if he ever loved you he'd listen to what you have to say. If Mark stops fighting or can somehow get these two sides to drop their guns and talk it'll be a win, because if they don't the Mayor will have no choice to call in the National Guard." He stated to Alison's shock. "These guys can sell drugs, kill people, and run do what they want because they're comfortable with the NAPD, but if the National Guard are called in they'll be living like they're under martial law or in a prison with invisible walls." He added earning a nod from the woman.
"I'll talk to him." She replied earning a nod from the man.
"Thank you, I know he might not be too thrilled to hear it but this war has been dragged on long enough and if you take him and his boys out of play maybe it'll calm down." Locke shot out before standing up and giving Ali his goodbye then making his way out of the house.
The task she'd just been asked to do was starting to weigh on the Alison as she looked back and noticed Link and Manfred step from the closet and re-enter the living room. When this war first started she wanted to not get involved with it, unlike the last and let Mark just fight his own battles but that didn't seem to be the case now.
Housing Projects were being turned into shooting ranges for the two sides, neighborhoods are becoming war-zones, and it seemed like if you were a different skin color as the other side you were a target and she didn't like it.
"If I help you do this with Mark you have to help me try to pull him out of it." She replied earning nods from the duo.
"Seems easy, the real reason we're in this war at all is to help out the 3rd and find the guy that killed Miller and Viktor." Link shot out earning a nod from Alison who pulled out her cellphone and dialed Mark's number.
9th Ward
The drive to the lower ninth ward section of New Arcadia wasn't long for Mark as he pulled his car to a screeching halt in front of a restaurant where they noticed a several other New Arcadia gangsters standing outside. The Creole then stepped out of the vehicle with Lee, Jimmy, Buck, Davey, and Eddy and approached the front of the restaurant where they stopped by a dark skinned African American man who looked ready to pat them down only to be stopped and knocked aside by Mark who led Lee and Jimmy inside the restaurant while Buck, Davey, and Eddy remained outside.
As the youngest Roman stepped inside of the restaurant he quickly noticed Joe, Muujai, Cake, Martin, Marrick, Maurice, Fatman, Mookie, Cotton, and three other members of the New Rising Council that he was unfamiliar with.
"Glad you could join us Mark." Joe said but Mark could easily sense the bullshit in the man's voice. The news of what happened at the club spread like a wildfire and Joe has been constantly blowing his phone up but he didn't want to hear the man plot revenge. It seemed like every time he turned around he and the 17th Ward were leading an assault or defending themselves from an Assault and he was getting tired of it.
At seeing Joe Lee couldn't help but to let out a low chuckle as he noticed the heavyset man resting himself in a wheel chair. The news of him twisting his ankle trying to avoid the Grenades seem to earn loud shouts of laughter from the BSU members who just wished they could have been there to see him move his fat ass fast enough to twist his ankle.
"Kill the small talk and let's just get down to business." Mark stated with a lack of emotion in his tone.
"Alright then, I want to know where the fuck you were when some fucking Spic blew up my fucking club?" Joe asked with anger in his tone.
"Losing money obviously." Fatman stated bringing up Mark's loss of money in his stolen heroin.
"You know I'm starting to get sick of you." Said Lee as he eyed the second overweight African American man angrily.
"We were gone a few days we thought you could handle yourselves seeing as I'm doing the only person here really fighting these assholes and taking loses while your asses keep your feet cocked up and make money." Mark shot back with anger in his tone.
"Nigga we took a hit to." Yelled Maurice with anger in his tone at his youngest son's words.
"You took a hit and I still haven't seen any of you making up for it." Mark shot back with anger in his tone. "My hood don't have the biggest numbers or the best hitters, but we've dropped bodies and we're getting sick of being the only guys that seem to be doing so." He added with anger in his tone.
"I understand, but you have to look at yourself Marcus. The 17th Ward borders all of Lincoln Parish so when the Azteca's and Marabunta come to New Arcadia your wards the first they're gonna hit and the Vagos can only really move on Maurice turf." Joe replied with anger in his voice.
"Right and when we go into their hoods expecting backup, we get hung out to dry." Lee retorted while sending a look to Fatman.
"The fuck you trying to say Chinaman?" the 4th Ward Gang Boss yelled out with anger in his tone.
"I'm saying your fat fucking ass and your pussy ass crew haven't done shit in this war but sit on your asses and complain." He yelled out causing Mookie to rise from his seat in anger only to be knocked back down by Lee.
"What you gonna do bitch?" he asked only for Mookie to reach up and try and choke him only to be knocked back down by a punch to the face while Mark stepped to Fatman.
"Oh shit Chinaman got balls." Said Marrick with a chuckle while looking to Maurice as the groups argument seemed to earn the attention of the three other people in the store.
"ENOUGH!" yelled Muujai earning the attention of the group and getting the situation back under control. "I'm getting sick of this infighting, black people always fighting amongst each other that's how we die." He said before sending a look to Mark and Fatman.
"We're are being constantly hit by these South Siders and now they're well-armed and able to take the fight to us." Muujai added before sending a look to an angry Cotton.
"I get you're feeling left out to dry here Mark, but now is not the time to-." Muujai started before the sound of screeching tires filled the air and caused the group to turn their heads and notice two yellow Tornados parking outside the Restaurant.
"HUG THE FLOOR!" Mark yelled out before knocking moving to knock Martin and Cotton down while Lee and Jimmy hit the floor along with Marrick who knocked Maurice down, Cake and Muujai who both combined their strengths to knock Joe down, and Mookie who knocked Fatman to the floor.
"Stay down brother." Mark said while keeping Martin covered. The youngest brother could feel him shake in fear and knew that despite hanging with Maurice and Marrick more he was nowhere near ready for the streets let alone being on the wrong side of a gun.
SHIT!" yelled Buck as he, Davey, and Eddy jumped into the restaurant with the only two surviving New Arcadia Gangsters and instantly put their bellies to the glass covered floor of the restaurant and the bullets as four Cholo's armed with Assault Rifle and a Chola with a Submachine Gun stepped out of the first car while another group stepped out of the last and fired on the restaurant breaking the windows, destroying the tables, and turning the walls into shredded cheese.
The group then watched in horror as one of the New Arcadia Gangsters, a buff African American man in his mid-twenties with a fade and long black beard, was torn to shred by the gunfire and flew back first and landing on the table. They also noticed that all of the civilians who were in the store had been cut down as well.
"I don't think they're leaving anytime soon." Joe let out as the group noticed four Cholo's making their way through the front door with one armed with a Remington 870, the second a AKM Assault Rifle, a third with a G3 Battle Rifle, and the fourth a Kel-Tec PLR-16 Submachine Gun.
As soon as Joe saw them he felt his heart skip a beat he was then taken by surprise as Mark, Lee, Jimmy, and Muujai were the first to react, draw their pistols, and fire off a barrage of rounds that seemed to hit the four men at the same time as they each fell back with bullet holes in their heads, necks, chests, and arms.
"TAKE UM OUT!" Mark yelled out before he, Jimmy, and Lee barrel rolled to the front of the store and quickly scooped up the weapons of the dead gang members while Muujai and Marrick fired off three shots out the window and struck one man in the legs and face.
"OFF OUR FUCKING LAWN!" Lee yelled out before blindly firing the Remington 870 and striking the Chola in the chest turning her D-Cup breast that was held together by a tight yellow sports bra and flannel shirt into nothing.
"I killed him in the face." Jimmy said with a slight chuckle as he fired the G3 and struck one cholo in the face and another in the shoulder.
"We got a special delivery from kicking your ass express." Mark shot out as he fired the AKM Assault Rifle and struck another Cholo several times in the chest before hitting another twice in the leg and forcing the rest to take cover.
"Head for the back door." Mark yelled out as a bullet whizzed past his head and caused him to return fire while Cake and Muujai went to help up Joe and Mookie did the same with Fatman.
"You ain't leaving me out of this." Yelled Marrick as he picked up the fallen PLR-16 and started shooting out the window and hitting a Cholo wearing a brown bandanna in the face.
"Oh shit that was a nice catch with your face." Lee yelled out with a chuckle while Buck, Davey, Eddy, and Maurice provided covering fire from their pistols before running out the back with the others just as the other New Arcadia Gangsters Mark didn't know were struck repeatedly in the back.
"Take Martin and that dickhead and go we got you covered." Mark yelled out to Marrick who sent a look to Martin and Maurice before grabbing the man by his arms and forcing him into the back of the restaurant.
"Little nigglet you gonna learn to respect me." Maurice yelled out just as Mark shot a Vago that was looking to toss a Molotov into the store and striking him in the arm before watching the flaming explosive hit the ground and set him on fire.
"GO!" Mark yelled out before watching Maurice and Cotton run out the back of the restaurant.
"Low on ammo." Lee yelled out earning a nod from Mark who was also on his last ten rounds so the duo quickly made their way for the back of the Restaurant just as the Vagos yelled to each other in Spanish before pulling the pins of five Grenades and tossing them through the front window.
The resulting explosion seemed to shake the street as the front of the store was sent in a violent explosion that knocked all the gangsters off their feet and away from the building where they noticed flames filling the building.
"Well then I think we maybe bonded together after this." Said Muujai with anger in his tone as he sent a look to Mark, Fatman, Maurice, and Joe who had Cake struggling to lift him up in his chair.
Elsewhere
The drive to New Arcadia was long for Felix as he found himself stalled in traffic that was leaving Red Stick and heading for New Arcadia. The Mexican man was in route to leave Metra after having a meeting with Ernesto and the other Azteca members. He knew they'd taken a hit from Mark personally just a few days ago and Lee gave a few other Azteca's hell a few days later.
The man of Quechan descent was somewhat split over their actions, ten again he was also split between his own actions. He didn't intend for any innocent to get hurt in his attack on Joe, but his mind kept telling him what Mark would normally tell him about dead innocents "Shit Happens."
To add fuel to the fire when he returned to the Azteca and Vago members and told them what he did It seemed like they all praised him for what he did at the nightclub. Not many of them seemed to care about the civilians caught in the crossfire only that he took the fight to Joe for all of Brown living in New Arcadia that has been victimized and sent message.
Soon the sound of police sirens seemed to earn the attention of Felix and caused him to look out his back windshield and notice a NAPD Police Car following after him with their sirens going off.
"Shit!" Felix said before pulling to the side of the road, turning off his engine, and watching the cop car pull up behind him. This was the cost of his actions at the nightclub, the police had brought the heat down on every brown person in New Arcadia and Lincoln Parish. Not just gangsters but regular people were being snatched out of their cars almost like it was Arizona.
It sickened him, Mark and Lee can attack neighborhoods with Grenade Launchers and kill with no real safety for anyone and a Mexican girl can be left to die in a swamp but when a few people in a club die they apparently went too far. The law in this city was bullshit and Felix knew it.
As he looked out his side view mirror he quickly noticed the cop starting to step out. He was a rather heavy set Caucasian man with black lens aviator glasses that cops were known to wear. What made him intimidating though was the fact that he was also wearing a pair of dark brown cowboy boots. He hated these kind of cops along with Mark, Lee, and even Ernesto. These cops were the assholes of the police department and often harassed people and it seems like they'd set their eyes on him.
"License, Registration, and Green Card son." He immediately asked to Felix's shock.
"I was born in Sunbelt." Felix shot back with anger in his tone.
"Are you getting loud with me boy?" he asked with anger in his tone. "Step out of the car dickhead." He added.
"What did I do?" Felix asked.
"Son if you don't want your brains splattered across the windshield I suggest you get out of the fucking car." He yelled out causing Felix to look at him angrily before moving to step out of the car.
"Fucking asshole." He whispered under his breath only for the man to grab him by the top of his head and slam him face first on the hood of his car.
"That's enough out of you asshole you have the right to remain silent." He yelled out before starting to handcuff Felix.
East New Arcadia
The drive back home wasn't long for Mark, Lee, Jimmy, Buck, Davey, and Eddy as the group walked through their front door and was quickly surprised to see Link and Manfred sitting with Alison in their living room with her arms folded across her chest.
"Hey what are you doing here?" Mark asked while looking to Alison.
"We need to talk." She replied causing Jimmy to put his hand on Mark's shoulder.
"I'm here for you brother." He said to Alison's confusion.
"Who's he?" she asked while eyeing the redheaded man.
"Oh Ali this is Jimmy; I believe we told you about our other brother from Dockington." Link shot out earning a nod from the woman as Jimmy approached him.
"Nice to meet you." He said before extending his hand to the woman who quickly shook it. "Mark you never said she was this cute you gotta go into details brother." He added causing Alison to blush and Mark to give him the middle finger.
"So what do you want to talk about?" Mark asked with a raised brow.
"This war…it's getting out of hand." She said to the groups surprise. "I get you guys want to avenge Miller and Viktor's death, but too many people are dying and too many innocent lives have been lost." She added earning nods from Mark and Lee.
"You mean because of what happened at the club?" Lee asked.
"The club, the housing project all of it. People are scared to walk out of their homes without being caught in a crossfire." She added causing the group to remember the three waiters who were killed in the shootout they'd just left. "You're spearheading this war for Joe, but if it doesn't come to an end I feel like all of you will die." She finished while the group sent looks to each other.
"She has a point brother." Stated Link earning the attention of the group. "This started out with us wanting payback for Miller and Viktor, but look at this war now. This is Joe's war, it's the New Rising Council's war but it seems like it's only the 17th Ward fighting the Vagos, Azteca's and Marabunta and look how it's turned out. We've lost the most guys, we've lost money, and we're losing the support of our own while Joe and the others kick their feet up and make money." Link added while Mark and Lee remained silent.
"So you want to pull out of this war?" Mark asked.
"We still want to see the man who killed Miller and Viktor pay, but we're tired of being the only guys that have to pull their own weight." Manfred retorted while eyeing Mark closely.
"Think about everyone else Mark a lot more people can be taken from you if you continue to fight." She stated causing Mark to go silent before sending a look to Lee, Buck, Davey, and Eddy.
"How do you guys feel about this?" Mark asked while eyeing the group closely.
"You know us brother where you point your gun we follow." Stated Davey.
"We're getting tired of being in the trenches on our own and not getting paid for it though." Added Eddy as Mark sent a look to Buck.
"I want the guy who killed Miller and Viktor, but I don't like serving Joe." The youngest BSU member said while Mark sent a look to Lee.
"Personally I don't care either way I'm just Neto dead and Joe begging us for his life." The Chinese man stated earning a nod from Mark.
"Alright, we're done serving Joe but even if we pull out this war won't stop and those Ass-Takers may still come after us." Mark stated earning a nod from Alison.
"I know, but it's a start." Alison stated while Mark sent a look to Jimmy who noticed Link nod his head. This caused Mark and Lee to watch him closely as he sent looks to Buck, Davey, and Eddy who each nodded their heads.
"What?" Mark asked as he and Lee felt like the odd men out.
"Mark…that's not the only thing we need to talk about." Added Link earning the attention of Mark and Lee while Alison quickly approached the duo and helped them sit on the couch and quickly gathered around him.
"Father of Christ who the hell died?" asked Lee as the group watched Manfred set his laptop down in front of the group and showed them the video of Felix shooting down the Gyrocopter.
"Now I know how this may look but-." Link started before the group watched Lee rise to his feet and shout out.
"That traitorous motherfuckers dead." The Chinese man shouted out while Link and Alison tried to calm him down.
"Wait Lee he may have a good explanation." Replied Link.
"Explanation we almost died when that fucking Gyrocopter went down. He shot at you that fucking pricks deserve death and nothing else." He added with venom in his tone while Alison sent a look to Mark who remained silent.
"Mark what do you think?" she asked while eyeing the man closely.
"Just how long Felix, Task, and Adahy have been fucking us over." He replied earning the groups attention.
"What do you mean Task and Adahy, how are they involved." Link asked.
"Cotton had someone guarding his weapons shipment a guy a part of my father's crew. He took pictures and a video of them, they had their faces covered but I recognized Task voice." He stated to their surprise. "Now think about this, Task and Adahy found out about that weapons shipment from Felix, they know about Cotton because of Felix, Felix shot down our Gyrocopter and destroyed your laptop for the Azteca's-." Mark started before Lee interrupted him.
"Felix, Task, and Adahy knew about the drugs at that warehouse, Felix knew about Kaos, Felix knows our system of attack and defense…and Felix may have given up Miller and Viktor." Lee finished to the groups surprise.
"Wait wait you're saying Felix has been against us from the beginning and we don't know that." Manfred shot out.
"We don't need to, but we will know he's dead." Mark shot back with anger in his tone as he rose to his feet only to be stopped by Alison.
"No you won't kill him." She replied to his shock.
"This is why you're here, they brought you here to keep us on leashes." Mark called out while sending looks to Link, Jimmy, Buck, Davey, Eddy, and Manfred.
"It's nothing personal brother we just know how your temper goes." Link replied.
"Plus Felix is our friend, we deserve to give him the benefit of the doubt and let him plead a case instead of just down right killing him." Manfred stated earning a low growl from Lee.
"Alright!" said Mark to everyone's surprise. "We'll let him talk, he deserves to plead a case. In the meantime though, if gets in our way…if he gets in our way you know what happens." Mark added while eyeing Manfred and Link closely before the sound of Alison's cellphone ringing caught the groups attention.
"Mark!" she called out earning the attention of the Creole who looked to her and noticed the scared look on her face. "It's him." She said causing the BSU members to look to her and watch as she answered her phone and put him on speaker mode.
"What do you want?" she asked earning a low chuckle from the person on the otherside.
"Is that anyway to greet a friend?" they asked. "You must be with the other guy. I notice you have a lot more confidence when he's around." They added with a chuckle causing Mark to send a look to the phone before approaching Alison.
"Listen here you sick fuck-." He started before the man cut him.
"Temper temper Marcus, I wouldn't want to gut that pretty girl of yours oh wait she isn't yours is she?" they asked earning shocked looks from the group that was surprised the Killer knew about Mark and his relationship with Alison.
"How do you know who he is?" Alison asked.
"Oh Ali I know everything about you including where you've been these last few days. I wonder how Steve would like it knowing that you spent these last few days cuddled up with that Ape. You know if he bites you, you'll get blue gums." He stated earning a low growl from Mark and shocked looks from the others.
"You talk a lot of shit, but I bet you're nothing but another sick asshole living in some dark basement jerking off to young pictures of your mom." Mark shot out earning chuckles from the group.
"Why don't you say that to my face?" he asked. "I'm right here waiting for you and that worn out sleep deprived hag you keep on your arm like a star." He added causing Alison to look to the ground.
"Okay now I'm getting pissed, where are you asshole?" Lee asked earning a chuckle from the man on the other end.
"I'm at the docks, warehouse thirteen to be exact. I look forward to seeing you both and I advise the both of you to leave your friends at home whether they be cops or robbers. That is unless you don't want everyone knowing about your little fieldtrip earlier this week and exactly who Ms. Ana Chan is." he added before giving the duo a see you soon and then hanging up forcing both Mark and Alison to curse under their breaths while Lee, Jimmy, and the others watched them closely.
Liddell
Things seemed to be calm for Task as he and Adahy found themselves sitting in the home Adahy grew up in with his parents. The duo had done a job for Neto and got something for him for something he was gonna do against the 3rd Ward.
The Gangster from Mexico didn't tell them what he was going to do but he did tell them to lay low these next couple of days. Hearing that didn't sit well with Task more than Adahy. If Neto needed them to lay low it probably meant that he was gonna do something that would draw a lot of heat not only his way but their way and if he was hitting the 3rd Ward…Mark would more than likely come for them.
"I don't like this." Task stated while folding his arms over his chest.
"You know how this goes." Adahy stated while sitting on his bed reading one of his old books from high school. "We come here all the time when things get to hot for us." He added.
"Yeah that's when we're hiding from the police not guys from New Arcadia and especially not Mark, a guy who can kill us a hundred times over." Task yelled out with anger in his tone. "Have you even thought about Felix?" he asked.
"I think that ship has sailed, I don't see Mark keeping him alive which is all the more reason we may need the Ernesto and the others. Should Mark try anything we'll be well protected." Adahy replied.
"Protected how, we've known Mark for almost three years and guess what. I've learned if he wants someone dead he kills them and if someone hurts him…Ana hurts them." Task shot back. "Is that what you want while you're sitting there idolizing some fucking psychopath?" he asked causing Adahy to eye him angrily before the group was interrupted by the sound of Adahy's cellphone ringing.
The Creek Warrior then looked down at his phone and noticed that he was getting a call from an unfamiliar number. He usually didn't like to answer those numbers but this time he relented and quickly put the phone to his ear.
"Hello?" he answered. "Felix where the hell have you been?" before the sound of the man filled his ears.
"Damnit man." He said to Task's confusion.
"Where is he?" the Lakota asked.
"New Arcadia Police Department." Adahy replied before hanging up his phone.
"You want to go get him?" Task asked while Adahy shook his head.
"Yeah, he said he got picked up on some bullshit charge but they're holding his car." Adahy replied before walking out of his room with Task following after him.
New Arcadia
The song Empty Spaces by Fuel seemed to fill the air of Mark's black Duke as he and Alison found themselves racing through the streets of New Arcadia. On either side of them the group quickly noticed the scene of old French style building, restaurants, and Shotgun houses were thinning out as they made their way to the docks.
The sun was beginning to set on this day so the sky was giving off a red hue on this hot day. It was still winter but the temperature high in this part of the US. Inside the Duke Mark gripped the steering wheel with his mind focused solely on one thing "Ending this Game."
In the passenger seat Alison sat beside him, her mind its own flurry of emotions as she looked out the window. This serial killer threatened her, he threatened Mark, and now he was coming out in the open for the both of them to face. Things didn't smell right and they both knew it, but they didn't have much of choice. Alison had to protect her relationship with Mark from Steve while Mark was more focused on protecting Ana and more importantly getting answers on how this person knew Ana.
As Mark sped over a pothole Alison was broken from her concentration and quickly sent a look to Mark and noticed him clutching the steering wheel tightly while his gaze was focused on the road. She knew he must have had a lot on his mind with this and everything she and the other BSU members just told him, and she knew he must not have been taken this well.
So as he pulled up to a red light she quickly reached her hand outward and took his hand within her own earning the attention of the Roman who looked to her with a mixed look and noticed the worried look on her face.
"You nervous?" he asked.
"A little, I just have this sick feeling about all this is all." She shot back earning a nod from Mark who turned the radio down so he and her could talk.
"Yeah me to, frankly I think we're walking into a trap but we don't have much of a choice." He replied.
"Well if we are walking into a trap…there's nobody else I would want by my side." Alison retorted before giving Mark's hand a quick squeeze and causing him to smile at her as the light turned green and he stepped on the gas sending the vehicle forward.
The duo then turn away from each other watching the road as their destination comes closer. Mark then takes a right, choosing to take a side road towards the docks. They then go back to sitting in silence with Alison looking out as they passed by the river and caught a good view of it. She had to admit the water was a beautiful sight. Steve often promised to take her on the levee but they never went through on it but still seeing it this close brought a smile to the FIB Agent's face.
While Alison looked at the waters with a smile Mark couldn't help but to sneak a peek at her. Her blue eyes seemed to sparkle like diamonds as they stared at the water. He then watched the woman press her lips and then part them to make an alluring smacking noise. He then looks over her kissable lips that seemed glistening through her lip gloss.
"Focus on the road." He mentally reminded himself while sending a look back at the clear roads before looking back to Alison and taking in the sight of her chin, then down her long neck, then to her perky breast. Even though it was her day off Alison was always conservative in her attire wearing a black dress shirt that was buttoned all the way up with the exception of the collar button and a pair of her tight khaki pants. He warned her about what those pants did to him and he wondered if she wore them on purpose.
As Mark sent a look back to her breast he noticed that they almost looked like they wanted to burst from her shirt as he hit the bumps in the road and had her bouncing in her seat while the rumble of his eight-cylinder engine seemed to keep her shaking.
"We're here!" Mark said as Alison followed his gaze as they finally arrived at the docks and quickly pulled in front of a warehouse marked thirteen.
After taking the keys from the ignition Mark quickly stepped out the back of the car with Alison in tow. "You got your gun?" he asked to her confusion.
"No didn't think I would need it." She replied before watching Mark pop the trunk of his car to reveal to her that it was empty. She then watched him pull up the fabric on the bottom of the trunk to reveal an assortment of weapons. His CM901 Assault Rifle was there, along with the MP7 Submachine Gun Ana had given him, the Desert Eagle he took off a Balla member those years ago, and a few handguns.
Alison then watched as he pulled a M9A1 Pistol and extending it to her before watching as she quickly took it. Usually Mark would keep his weapons in the van with the others but this war has had him paranoid so he chose to keep all of his weapons with him.
The FIB Agent then watched as he pulled a Bulletproof vest from his backseat and quickly passed it over to Alison who quickly started to strap it on herself.
"Aren't you gonna get something?" she asked before watching him smile then lift up his shirt to reveal that he was already wearing a bulletproof vest and had his M1911 Pistol in his waistband.
"Always prepared." He said before drawing his pistol. "Stay close to me, this prick said Lee and the others couldn't come with us but he didn't say they could stay close." Mark replied as Lee, Jimmy, Link, and Buck found themselves sitting in Lee's Dominator just a few miles down the road.
"Alright!" Alison replied before making her way over to the side door of the warehouse with Mark who took up one side while she took up another.
"Let's do this." Mark shot out before he and Alison kicked in the door in unison to his surprise. He didn't expect the woman to help him kick it down but he figured she wanted to be just as involved.
As they looked over the inside of the warehouse they notice that it was mostly empty but with some trash scattered around it and an old stale smell in the air that made them both gage. They both then scan the area, looking for any sign of anything out of the ordinary, but neither of them could any.
"Hopefully this isn't just him playing another game." She mumbles out.
"Doubt it." Mark replied before lifting his gun and surveying the area again before they spotted a rusty iron walkway that led up to a top office. "Come on!" he said before making his way to the walkway with Alison following close behind him.
As they looked it over the duo debated if it looked sturdy enough to support the both of them let alone one of them. Mark quickly went to take the lead but was stopped by Alison who grabbed his arm and caused him to look back at her.
"I weigh less then you so it's probably best I go first." She replied earning silence from Mark. "Don't worry I'll be right in front of you." She added with a smile causing Mark to relent and step aside for her to take the first few steps up the stairs.
As they ascended the sound of their shoes clanging on the rusted metal seemed to echo throughout the warehouse. This wasn't the stealthiest entrance at all and Mark hated that. As he looked up at Alison he couldn't help but to look over the woman with his gaze mostly focusing on her plump behind in her tight khaki pants that seemed to make it look nicer. As it swung from side-to-side as she made her way up the stairs Mark followed it's movement with his pupils. Ana warned him about staying focus in hazard situations but right now it wasn't registering with him as he continued to eye the woman.
For a moment he was tempted to reach out and grab her ass especially as she slightly bent down to see just how high up both she and Mark. This caused her butt to stick outward almost cheerily and make Mark bite his lip as a sudden urge came over him to run his hands between her legs and cup her pussy from behind. Those thoughts disappeared though as he shook his head, squeezes his eyes shut, and pulled himself together. Upon opening them though he noticed Alison continued to slowly step forward with her head down and her ass almost beckoning for its own violation.
Mark then looks away from her behind though and quickly realizes that the woman was freaking out from being so high up. This caused him take a deep breath before putting a hand on her shoulder and causing her to look back at him.
"You got this." He said with a smile earning one from her before she lifted her head and pushed through despite her fear. She'd always been afraid of heights and only managed to keep a clear head when in a group but now wasn't that time.
As they reached the door to the office room Alison found herself taking deep breaths as she looked at it before Mark pulled her away from it and told her take a few steps back. He didn't know what was on the otherside or if the door had any explosives stuck to it, all he knew was one thing…he wanted to get hit by it before her.
After kicking down the door with all his might Mark quickly rushed inside with his gun raised and scanned the area thoroughly before calling out to Alison.
"Clear." He said before the woman followed him inside the room where they quickly noticed it was somewhat empty with the exception of a tackboard that was covered in pictures and a small television hooked up to an old VCR.
"Your guys been busy." Mark said before Alison followed him over to the tackboard and noticed that in the center of it was a big picture of herself and next to it to the right was a picture of herself, Steve, and a few other FIB Agents while to the right of it was a picture of herself and Mark followed by pictures of Lee, Buck, Felix, Davey, Eddy, Manfred, and Link. The duo also noted there were pictures of Miller and Viktor that were crossed out.
"Yeah he's been busy." Mark replied before pulling the picture of himself and noticing that it must have been taken a few weeks ago from the clothes he was wearing. He then flipped the picture over and read the title "Attack Dog" on the back.
As Alison pulled the picture of Steve from the tackboard she noticed that the title "Future Husband" was on the back. As the duo continued to look over the pictures Mark quickly looked away from them and noticed something in the corner before reaching out to pick it up.
"What is that?" Alison asked while Mark looked it over.
"Skin!" he said to Alison's disgust as Mark noticed a strange symbol carved into the piece of flesh that looked like Cross in the middle. "He's leaving us clues." Mark said before the group was interrupted by the sound of static causing them both to whip their heads around and notice that the television was turning on and the tape inside the VCR was starting up.
"What do you want us to see?" Mark asked while eyeing the screen closely.
"OH YES!" came a loud familiar shriek to both Mark and Alison as they looked at the screen and noticed that a sex tape from a hidden camera was playing. It wasn't just any unknown person's sex tape it was Alison's sex tape, a sex tape she had with Steve.
"Oh god, I'm glad I didn't jerk off this morning." Steve called out on the video. The sight of it seemed to make Alison blush in embarrassment while Mark felt a tinge of hurt and anger as the duo watched the video of the female FIB Agent on her bed bent over on top of a pillow while Steve drove into her from behind. The angle of the camera seemed to get both Alison and Steve in the shot but didn't show much of the woman's body only so much of her face.
"This is the woman you love Marcus; you love a woman you'll never know the joy of touching but live knowing she's being touched by another." The distorted voice of the serial killer filled the air from the video as it changed to another video of Steve lying on their bed with his clothes still on but the man's pants were visibly pulled down while Alison leaned over the bed sucking his dick.
"That must feel good. I wonder Marcus have you ever kissed her and thought about just where her mouth has been?" he asked causing Alison to clench her fist in sadness and anger as she looked to Mark who stood frozen in place.
"This one is my favorite." He added before the video changed again to a video of Steve on top of Alison fucking her in the missionary position.
"Yes yes yes." Alison squealed out as Steve gave a loud shudder as had her first and only climax before Steve jumped back, pulled himself out her, and fired his load that on Alison's kneecap, before collapsing on top of her with his lips pressing against hers.
"I love you." He said while continuing to kiss the woman who smiled up at him.
"Look at that smile doesn't it just burn you up inside Marcus." The man on the other end asked while Mark gave a low growl and then finally speaking out.
"There's nothing here." He said before moving for the door only for Alison to call out to him and grab his arm. The Creole then jerked it away from her.
"Link will take you back to my place to get your car." He said before walking out of the office and leaving Alison alone as she watched him descend the stairs.
"I'm guessing he didn't take this well." Came the voice on the other end of the television as Alison sent a look back at it and noticed a video of herself down on her knees giving Steve a blowjob.
"You son of a bitch." Yelled out with anger and hurt in her voice.
"I figure you're mad, but you're the one playing with his heart. I don't like that Alison, sorry I couldn't show him this in person but don't worry you'll get another gift soon." The tape finished as Alison raised her Pistol and fired three shots in the television while Lee sped his car towards the warehouse at the sound of gunshots before noticing Mark making his way for his car.
"Mark what was that?" he asked.
"Nothing, take Ali home." He replied before Link stopped him.
"You may want to slow down there brother we just got a call from Courtney and your father somethings happened in the 3rd." Link shot out while Mark Lee, Jimmy, and Buck hopped out of Lee's Dominator and approached Mark's car.
New Arcadia Police Department
The drive to the police station wasn't long for Task and Adahy as they found themselves walking to the front desk of the police station. Both men felt incredibly uncomfortable being in the building, it was the lion's den to them and neither wanted to be here.
As they made their way in Task watched Adahy give a low growl as he noticed four officers push three handcuffed men of Honduran descent dressed like gang members to the back.
"You can't treat us like this." One yelled out before being hit in the gut by a baton with enough force to make him spit on the floor.
"You don't have no rights here shithead after that stuck you fuckers pulled at that church." The cop replied.
"One fucker did that you can't punish a whole fucking race of people for it." The gangster shot back.
"Watch me asshole because if you haven't noticed the mayor of this city is a white guy who rides black dick, the assholes in Jefferson Parish are nothing but bible thumpers, and them gangsters out there can give quite a spanking of their own." The cop shot out with anger in his tone while Adahy gave a low growl.
"Remember why we're here." Task shot out before he and Adahy approached the front desk and noticed the heavyset African American woman behind it.
"How can I help you?" she asked with no real emotion in her voice but a tone that said she hated her job.
"Yes we're here to pick up our friend Felix Quintero. He was picked up a few hours ago." Task stated.
"He ain't here, some woman came picked him up a few hours ago." The woman shot back to their confusion.
"What woman?" Adahy asked with anger in his voice.
"She said he was his lawyer, so we released him to her." She finished to the duo's confusion.
3rd Ward
The drive to the 3rd Ward wasn't long for Mark as he pulled his car up in front the home of Courtney before stepping out with Lee, Jimmy, and Buck before making their way inside of the house where they quickly spotted Courtney and Andre with Martin, Marrick, and Maurice while the body of a dead man in a red dress lay beside him.
"Holy shit." Said Lee as he, Jimmy, and Buck looked around the room and noticed the names Mark, Martin, Maurice, and Marrick written on the walls in the blood of the man while in front of the couch was a chilling message. Did Rome Not Fall?
"That fucking wetback came into our hood spraying." Yelled Maurice. earning the attention of the BSU members.
"They killed over thirty guys and made it look like they was out there shooting white tourist, now the fucking pigs all over the 3rd." added Martin as Mark walked over to Courtney and noticed that the woman was visibly shaken from the chilling discovery.
"We need hit them motherfuckers back for this shit." Maurice shot out as Mark kneeled down to Courtney who watched him write an address on a piece of paper before handing it to her.
"Go there and lay low." He said before rising up.
"Which is why we need to make them pay." Came a new voice that caused them all to turn their heads and notice Muujai standing in the doorway. To the groups surprise the man had changed out of his street attire and was now wearing a black do-rag, bulletproof vest over a black t-shirt, cargo pants, and black boots. He was dressed for battle and Mark knew it well.
"This South Side Alliance needs to pay for all the damage they've done to us. Now we got the pigs on us just as hard as them and we need to make them feel the same heat they been making us feel." He stated before looking to Mark.
"What do you say brother Marcus, will you help us?" he asked while Lee, Jimmy, and Buck sent looks to their leader.
"Are we gonna be the only ones fighting?" he asked.
"No I already called in some BGA backup and let the 4th Ward know that if they don't help this time…we'll bleed them dry." He stated causing Mark to send a look to Lee.
"You up for a fight?" the youngest Roman asked.
"Always brother." He said.
"Place a call to Davey and Eddy and tell them to grab a few Ballas and ready up." Mark shot earning smiles from the group who watched him make his way out of the room with Jimmy in tow.
"What about your promise to Alison?" he asked.
"Promises are meant to be broken." He replied before drawing his cellphone. "Felix may have told the Azteca's our strategies but I still have some more cards he don't know about." Mark added before pulling out his cellphone and putting it to his ear.
"Hey how'd you like to make a little more money?" he asked. "Because you're a mercenary you may not want a hand in my battles, but you'll do anything as long as I talk numbers." He replied before the person on the other end yelled something out as well. "He wants to come along, makes sense he likes a fight, but is he good enough to fight…alright bring him." He finished before hanging up the phone.
"Who was that?" Jimmy asked with a raised brow.
"Some more friends, it ain't a party if BSU ain't there." Mark shot out with a half-smile.
Red Stick
Things seemed to be going slow and silent for Felix as he found himself sitting in a chair in Red Stick before a familiar Chinese woman who stood before him with a half-smile.
"So is this the part where you call Mark and tell him you've got me or is this the part where you ask me to work for the Agency?" he asked earning a chuckle from Ana.
"Neither this is the part where I keep you here for a few days." She replied to his confusion. "I know you didn't have a hand in Miller and Viktor's deaths Felix and neither did Task or Adahy. I also know everything you've been involved in." she added.
"Then why haven't you told Mark yet?" he asked.
"He wouldn't be a man if I held his hand for everything." She replied. "Besides you're no threat to Marcus hell you're barely a threat to Lee. I can give you a .50 caliber Machine Gun to shoot at Mark and you'll be nothing but a bug to him." She added earning a low growl from Felix.
"Oh yeah I might not be much for him but there's someone else who is." Felix shot back with anger in his tone.
"You mean Ikal Nayal or Mr. Santa Muerte." She retorted with a smile. "Yes he is probably the most dangerous person Mark could ever face. Which is why I'm giving you a chance to redeem yourself." She said to his confusion.
"Give me Neto and I can promise Mark won't touch you." She replied earning a low chuckle from Felix.
"What happened to not holding his hand." He asked earning silence from the woman. "I'm not giving him up, because as far as I'm concerned he's no worse than Mark." He added.
"You're saying that about the man who killed your friends." She replied.
"He may have killed my friends but they died protecting your little lap dog." He shot back earning a chuckle from Alison.
"Alright then." She said before rising to her feet. "Just so you know your new friend attacked the 3rd Ward and layed out a number of the Roman Boyz and your friend left another message to Mark and his family directly-." She started before Felix interrupted her.
"Get to the point." He yelled out.
"Mark is gonna go on the offensive a big offensive and a lot of people are gonna die." She replied. "He's already called for support and I've granted it so for your own safety I've decided to keep you here." She added to Felix's shock.
"What no you can't." he yelled out before Ana walked away from him and left.
Metra, Lincoln Parish
Thing seemed to be going slow for Ernesto as he, Miguel Primo, Tincho, and three other members of the Azteca's found themselves sitting around their safe house continuing to discuss the idea of starting up an Onda chapter. It seemed to be the only thing the group has been talking about these last few days.
It was a big step creating a new chapter but Ernesto figured with the backing of San Andreas, New Austin, Arizona, and New Mexico it could be done. There weren't many prison gangs within the Louisiana prison system mostly white boys but he did know the Tejano Syndicate were representing in one prison. They had fought a war with Onda in New Austin, but maybe if the duo can work together they can help them get on their feet.
The sound of a loud knock at the door is what seemed to break the concentration of the Azteca members and caused them to look up before a loud bang caused them to jump from their couches as NOOSE members rushed into the safe house.
"On the fucking ground now." The lead man yelled before hitting Primo with the butt of his rifle while Miguel ran for the back but before he could go out the backdoor he was stopped by a NOOSE Agent with a Mossberg 500.
"What the fuck?" asked Ernesto as he NOOSE member armed with a MP5 Submachine Gun put the gun in his face.
"This is an eye-opener." The man replied before pulling off his mask and revealing a somewhat fat face that belonged to an African American man with dark brown eyes and a mole on his right cheek. "We've got a search warrant for this home and an arrest warrant for someone dubbed Neto and we plan to carry it out." He said to Ernesto's confusion.
"We ain't doing nothing and we don't know who that is." Shot Primo.
"I don't give a shit." The man shot out with a slight chuckle while watching his men handcuff the group.
New Arcadia
As Link drove through the streets of New Arcadia in Lee's Dominator he couldn't help but to think about Mark's state of mind when he left the building and the fired gunshot. He then looked to his left and noticed eyed Alison who was sitting in silence with her blue eyes being filled with tears.
"Ali you know I can help you if you talk to me." he stated while the woman remained silent.
"I think my life just got fucked up worse than it already was." She replied earning the man's attention.
"How so?" he asked.
"That prick, he put a camera in my house and recorded me and Steve…together. He put it on a tape and while me and Mark were up there he played it." She replied to Link's shock.
"Jesus that's fucked up." He said trying to hide his emotions.
"God, that look Mark had in his eyes. I knew he knew me and Steve were physical but I never wanted him to see us together." She replied.
"It's not your fault, you and Steve are in a relationship." He retorted.
"Yeah, but Mark still love me and I love him. God these past few days I've been just teasing him, but at the end of the day knowing I can't be with him." She replied as Link pulled up to the BSU members home.
"Hey!" Link said earning the attention of the woman who looked up at him with tear stricken eyes. "You and him will get through this. I know you both will, love doesn't just keep people away." He said earning a slight smile from Alison before the duo was caught off-guard as all-black Baller pulled up in front of the home to their surprise.
"Who is that?" Alison asked as Link gave a confused look before stepping out of the car with her tow and watching as Andre and Courtney stepped out of the car.
"The hell are you doing here?" Link asked.
"Fucking Ass-Takers hit the 3rd Ward. Killed a bunch of homie and left one of them at her house." Andre shot back to the scared Courtney. "Mark said she could crash here while we take care of business." He added to Alison's shock as she jumped out of the car and approached Link.
"What do you mean take care of business?" she asked.
"Whoa who the fuck is this Link?" Andre asked.
"Don't worry about her Andre, but where are Mark and Lee now?" Link asked with concern in his voice.
"They about to hit back…hard." He replied to the woman's shock as they both sent looks to each other. "Is the door unlocked." He asked.
"Yeah just go." Link shot out before watching the duo make their way inside the house while he sent a look to Alison. "He's pissed." He stated.
"It's my fault I need to go-." She replied before Link stopped her.
"No I'll reel him back in, you go home." He replied to the woman's surprise. "Don't worry I doubt this will get too bad." Link shot out with a half-smile.
Rose District, New Arcadia
Things seemed to be going slow for Cheetah as he found himself sitting in his apartment watching the news as it reported on the attack in the 3rd Ward where gangsters opened fire on tourist. One of the women killed in the attack seemed to have been a teacher from San Andreas, and as Cheetah looked at the picture of the redheaded woman he couldn't help but smile.
"Santa Muerte strikes again." He said with a chuckle that quickly was wiped away as he remembered his last conversation with a few Azteca and Vago members that called Neto an addict. He almost fought the men and confronted Neto on the topic and to find out it was true did hurt him, but he learned to look past it.
The man had known and met a number of fiends and some were too far gone without a quarter to their names but Neto was different. He was Santa Muerte and not some fucked up man living under a bridge. Every great hero has something negative about them but it's up for people to look past them whether they like it or not.
"What did you say Papi." Came a familiar voice that caused Cheetah to turn his head and notice a woman of Honduran descent walk into the room. The woman was maybe seven months pregnant so her stomach was showing along with it she had long flowing brown hair, almond colored skin that was darker than most blacks New Arcadia, and wearing only a long yellow shirt that went down past her thighs. This woman's name was Isabela and she was Cheetah's soon to be wife and the mother of his soon to be son.
Like him she was a Orgullo Marron member or Brown Pride Vago but she'd taken a backset since becoming pregnant despite much of her belief of still wanting to be down.
"Nothing amor just, found out some good news." He replied while looking back at the television.
As Cheetah continued to look back at his television he was cut off by a loud honking sound coming from outside his apartment that caused him to look out his window and notice a dirty egg shell colored RV pulling up past the parking lot and in the middle of the small apartment complex with the horn going off.
"Goddamn tourist." He called out before watching four Vagos approach the RV only for one of them to fall down with a bullet wound in his head. "SHIT!" Cheetah yelled as the remaining Vagos fired on the RV while nine other Vago members came running out their homes lighting up the vehicle with a barrage of gunfire until it was filled with bullet holes.
"The fuck!" Cheetah yelled stepping out of his apartment and eyeing the gangsters that were in the apartment below him.
"Someone inside killed Lil Scooter." A Vago armed with a Mac-11 yelled out with anger in his voice while Cheetah eyed the vehicle closely as a group of five Vagos started to approach it and go for the front door.
"WAIT DON'T TOUCH THAT-!" Cheetah yelled out as the gangster grabbed the handle on the door and pulled it along with a tripwire that was connected to a series of bombs located inside the RV.
The resulting explosion was deafing and best described as furious as Cheetah watched three of the Vagos be incinerated from being so close to the RV while another seven were blown away by the resulting explosion that blew out windows, set off car alarms, and even cut the power in the neighborhood.
Cheetah then watched through foggy eyes as the manhole cover in the middle of the street that led down to sewers was pulled to the side and a familiar Creole man armed with CM901 Assault Rifle with a Grenade Launcher in his arms jumped out from the sewer. As Cheetah looked at him he couldn't help but notice that the man was wearing a short sleeved black shirt with a white eagle design painted on the front of it. He remembered seeing that symbol before in high school and remembering that made his eyes widen…it was the symbol of the military for the Roman Empire.
"ROT LIKE THE FILTH YOU ARE!" Mark yelled out as he fired a barrage of rounds and struck a Vago member four times in the chest before hitting another in both his knees followed by blasting a hole through his neck that caused his blood to shoot outward.
"Kill that white boy." Yelled another Vago Veterano who looked to be in his late twenties with shaved head and carrying a Desert Eagle. This caused Mark to turn his head in anger as he noticed five Vagos armed with Assault Rifles step out of the first floor of one apartment armed with various weapon but before they could let off a single shot Mark launched a Grenade in their direction and created an explosion on the walkway of the apartment that blew limbs off three of the men while forcing them over the railings.
The Concrete Soldier then looked through the scope of his Rifle and lined the red sight up with the head of the Vago Veterano before squeezing the trigger and putting four new holes in his head. "I'm going to rip out all of your hearts and show them to your friends dying eyes assholes." Mark yelled out before shooting down another Vago just as one armed with an M16A2 sent a barrage of fire at the youngest Roman who ducked alongside an apart and watched as nine Vagos took up shooting positions outside the apartment complex that was below Cheetah's.
"Lee I need backup now." Mark yelled over his Walkie Talkie while reloading his Rifle.
"On the way brother." Lee said as he cocked his Ithaca 37 Shotgun before hopping into a stolen truck that was carrying a carrier trailer with Jimmy armed with his M14 Battle Rifle, Buck who was armed with his P90 Submachine Gun, Orlando who was armed with an AK-47 Assault Rifle, and Davey and Eddy who were both carrying their G36C Assault Rifles on the back.
"Hang on." Said Lee as he sat in the driver's seat of the truck and stepped on the gas petal sending it moving forward with three other cars following behind it that contained Marrick and other members of the Roman Boyz and a purple Cavalcade that belong to the Ballas.
"You may want to hold on." Said Jimmy as he looked to Orlando and the other Balla members.
"You guys do crazy shit like this before?" he asked.
"Yeah all the time, this is the fun part." Jimmy shot out while the Balla member gave him a confused look as Jimmy continued to push the vehicle forward. "Alright on my signal roll you'll know when it comes." He said to Orlando's confusion.
"How the fuck am I-." he asked before Jimmy gave the signal causing him to look out and watch as Jimmy, Davey, Eddy, and Buck jumped from the back of the truck and roll across the ground. "Shit!" he said before jumping off the back of the truck with them.
As the group hit they immediately came out firing and shooting down any Vago that got in their way without a care for people around them.
"OH SHIT!" yelled a Vago carrying an AKM Assault Rifle as the group noticed Lee speeding the truck right for them and to add insult to injury the Chinese man reached and grabbed the string of the truck honking the loud horn as he gave a devilish smile before watching the Vagos move as he plowed into the bottom of the apartment complex knocking down the walls and killing two Vagos that were shooting from inside the apartment he was in and causing both Cheetah and Isabela to fall to the floor in pain
"BAM right in the smug sense of satisfaction." Lee yelled out with a chuckle before stepping out of the truck and shooting a Vago who was struggling to stand in the chest.
"Clear them out." Mark yelled out as Marrick, the other Roman Boyz members, and the Ballas stormed into the apartment complex just as more Vagos came out to engage them with their own gunfire.
"You Mayates in our Barrio now." Yelled out an Vago that was standing on top of an apartment firing a M4 Assault Rifle and striking down two members of the Roman Boyz and a Balla. The man quickly earned the attention of Mark, Jimmy, and another Roman Boyz member that soon hit him with a barrage of gunfire striking him in both his legs, knees, chest, and arms before watching him fall off the top of the project.
"You ain't no Barrio here, this New Arcadia so lay down Beeatch." The man yelled Mark from behind his all-black hoodie before turning his M4A1 Assault Rifle on another group of Vagos. Mark easily recognized the young gangster as Dee, he was another member of the Roman Boyz that was there backing up Marrick and the others when the Azteca's and Vagos hit the Projects. He didn't know much about the young but he could tell he was a better shot than most.
"Right side window." Jimmy yelled out remembering his Army training as he noticed a Vago member firing a G3 Battle Rifle out a window and striking a Roman Boyz member in the neck. "Davey Eddy draw his fire so I can get a shot." He added before watching the two men open fire on the window while Jimmy looked through the scope of his Battle Rifle and firing a shot that had him falling from the window.
"Move to clear the apartments." Jimmy yelled out before he and Buck kicked in the door of one apartment where they noticed a woman cowering in the corner and holding her eight-year-old boy. The woman quickly raised one of her arms and begged for both their lives.
"Head out the back window and keep your head down." Jimmy yelled out before watching the woman make her way into the backroom.
"Wasn't expecting that." Buck stated.
"You've never cleared an apartment complex. In Dockington me, Mark, and Lee had to clear an entire high rise." He stated. "Innocent people do live here so don't get an itchy finger." The redhead added before the duo made their way out of the apartment.
"You fucking Moyo's are fucking with the wrong people." Yelled a Vago firing an M16A2 Assault Rifle as he layed down a barrage of fire that forced Mark to take cover behind a car just as a Chola armed with two Mini-Uzi's came out an apartment building spraying rounds and caught Mark six times in the back of his vest while her a Vago from the window was shooting an Mossberg 500.
"Fucking bitch!" yelled Marrick as he fired his M240 Light Machine Gun and struck the woman in the leg and three times in the stomach shredding her intestines and leaving her bleeding out on the floor. He then turned his attention to her boyfriend who had ducked down below the window. This only drew a smile from Marrick who fired off several shots in the direction of the wall and cut through the cheap dry wall and hitting the Vago on the other end five times.
"I got your back thug." Marrick called out while Mark nodded his head before moving up to give Lee covering fire as several Vagos came running down the streets firing at the Asian who was using the truck for cover.
"You would think people would walk and not run to their deaths, it's only common sense." He said with a wicked chuckle before firing quickly jumping from cover and firing a single from his Shotgun that hit the first Vago in the chest.
"BUCKY!" Mark yelled out before watching the young man toss a Molotov Cocktail through the window of the apartment and setting it up in flames.
As the group continued to push through the advancing Vagos Cheetah struggled to think of a way to get himself and Isabela out of the apartment that didn't involve them going through the sea of gang members below them. The back window was the first thing that came to mind but it wasn't the best idea since he was on the second floor and nothing was blow them but hard grass and concrete.
It seemed he was out of option, other than fighting.
"Isabel, stay down and lock the door." He said to the woman's surprise.
"Nada I'm not letting you go out there alone." She stated before grabbing his arm.
"No you have to be stay here and be strong and maybe they'll overlook you as another civilian." Cheetah replied before giving the woman a kiss before the loud bang of a Shotgun caught both of their attention and caused Cheetah to look back as Lee burst through the doors with a sick smile.
"Hey asshole let's not make this worse than it needs to be." The Chinese man stated as Mark came in behind him. This caused Cheetah to feel a hint of fear before he drew his Glock 19 and ran out of his room firing striking Lee twice in the chest part of his vest before falling back on Mark who drew his M1911 and fired off four shots that all hit Cheetah in the stomach and knocked him back into his room.
"Hey tiger how you doing." Said Lee as he groggily stood up and went to stand over Cheetah. "Wait your names not Tiger, it's Cheetah." He corrected while looking down at the man with a smile just as Isabela picked up his Glock and went to fire a shot only to be stopped as Mark fired a round that whizzed past her head and caused her to stop in her tracks.
"Drop it now or the next one goes in your head." Mark ordered before approaching the woman while Cheetah sent him an angry look. The duo then watched as Isabela went to turn around a fire the gun but before she could let off a single shot Mark struck her over the left side of her head with the butt of his Pistol successfully knocking her to the floor.
"No fucking Puto you just hit a pregnant woman." Cheetah yelled out in sadness and anger as he noticed blood starting to leak from the side of the woman's head.
"Yeah and I'm in a bad mood, so unless you want to see me perform a third trimester abortion on her I suggest you start talking to me." Mark replied before walking over to Cheetah.
"Why should I talk you'll just kill us anyway?" he yelled out with anger in his tone.
"No I'm gonna kill you and if you play along I'll make sure your wife can have a baby instead of you sitting there watching as you lose both." Mark shot back with venom in his tone while Lee gave his brother a somewhat frightened look. He'd only seen Mark like this a few times, this cold and they never turned out well for those involved.
"What do you want to know." Cheetah relented earning a sick smile from Mark.
"Where's Neto?" he asked.
"Probably on his way here now to kill you." The man replied.
"I doubt it, your Azteca friends are bit tied up at the moment with NAPD. So there's no backup coming for any of you." He replied while Mark eyed the man closely.
"I don't know where he stays he comes and goes only when needed. He ain't from around here." He replied causing Mark to give a loud scoff.
"Well then if that's true I suggest you better start telling me something juicy I don't know or I just might change my mind." Said Mark.
"Don't tell him anything." Isabela yelled out before being struck in the face by the butt of Mark's rifle with enough force to break her nose and knock out one of her front teeth.
"Wow a bald-mouth Honduran that ain't pretty at all." Mark joked causing Cheetah to eye him angrily.
"Okay." He said earning the attention of the youngest Roman. "Onda they're trying to start up an Onda chapter here." He shot out.
"You don't have enough guys to do that and I doubt the real Onda would like it." Lee shot back.
"Ernesto is New Austin and San Andreas Onda, Neto is connected to Arizona, and there are a shitload of Arizona Gangsters coming into New Arcadia. It can happen and you won't be able to stop it." Cheetah shot out while Mark sent a look to Lee.
"Well ain't that a bitch." Said Lee as Mark nodded his head before sending a look to Isabela and then walking over to her.
"Is it a boy or a girl?" he asked while noticing the blood leaking from the woman's nose.
"Boy!" she replied with fear in her voice as she shook at the sight of Mark who merely nodded his head before pulling a towel from one of the dressers and then handing it to the woman. "Raise him well, he'll need a strong mother figure and if you do find someone to be your baby daddy…make sure they're good people." Mark replied before standing up and walking over to Cheetah.
"Well let's go kitten." Mark called out before grabbing one of Cheetah's legs while Lee grabbed the other and started dragging the man out of the room. "Have a nice day." Mark yelled out before closing the door on the woman who started to cry into her bed while the sound of blows being landed filled the air followed by a song playing in the background.
Irish Point
Things seemed to be going somewhat well for Muujai as he looked off in the distance and saw black smoke rising to the skies from the neighboring apartment complex in the Rose District. This meant that Mark had launched his attack and was more than likely mopping up Vagos there so that meant it was time to do his own job.
"I think it's time to start." Muujai said over his Walkie Talkie as Cotton found himself standing on a rooftop overlooking a Mexican Restaurant that was frequented a lot by members of the Orgullo Marron Vagos. The group figured it was either a front for drugs or money laundering and they couldn't have that.
The New Arcadian Gun Runner was pissed about his stolen and wanted to handle this hit personally. So he quickly reached down and grabbed a FIM-92 Stinger Missile Launcher before pointing it in the direction of the building and making sure to aim for the five Vagos he saw sitting in front of the restaurant enjoying a meal.
"See ya." He said before firing the Missile and watching in glee as it flew at the restaurant and crashed through the window before creating a violent explosion that shook the street and created a violent explosion that caught everyone by surprise as he watched five cars belonging to the 4th Ward gang heading in the direction of a neighborhood with Muujai leading the charge.
This sight seemed to get a laugh from Cotton as Muujai's car came to screeching halt before he stepped out armed with a AK-74 Assault Rifle while Mookie stepped out beside him armed with a M4A1 Assault Rifle.
"Mop them up." Muujai yelled before firing his weapon and striking a Vago several times in the chest before watching him hit the ground hard while the 4th Ward Gangsters continued to watch.
Elsewhere
Thing seemed to be going in slow motion for Link as he found himself speeding through the streets of New Arcadia whizzing past cars and ignoring the sound of the explosions going off in the distance.
"Damn Mark what have you gotten into." He asked before slowing down as a blue Glendale sped past him and almost ran him off the road.
"Fucking bitch." Link called out before he got a look at the driver and noticed the familiar face of an Azteca in the drivers seat. "Santa Muerte." Link added before realizing that the man was heading to the Rose District like him.
"Oh no you don't." he said taking a right down another street.
Metra, New Arcadia
Things were going slow for Ernesto and the other Azteca members as they found themselves lying on the floor in handcuffs with Miguel, Primo, and the other Azteca's around him while the NOOSE Officers tore through the house in search of drugs or weapons.
Lucky for them they didn't have any, but at the same time Ernesto knew all of this was complete bullshit.
"You're not really a cop are you?" he asked looking up to the African American NOOSE Officer who chucked at him.
"What gives you that idea?" he asked with a smile.
"You came in asking for Neto, you didn't use his real name. That's got me wondering just how real your warrant is." The New Austin Onda member stated while watching the man chuckle at his words.
"You're right both warrants are fake, but we are real cops. We were just sent here to deliver a message and make sure none of you go anywhere." He replied to the groups confusion. "As we speak them boys from the 17th and 3rd are hitting up your boys in the Rose District and they're gonna move on to your friends in Irish Point later." He shot out to the groups shock and surprise as they tried to lift themselves up only for the man to kick them back down on the floor.
"Ah ah, no moving or I will have the authority to shoot you." He replied.
"What gives you a right to shoot us when you don't even have a warrant to be here." Miguel shot back with anger in his voice.
"Haven't you gotten it already boy, we don't need warrants to go after you after what you did at that church and even if we didn't have a warrant we can get one." He shot back with anger in his voice. This is New Arcadia black gangsters here are dug in so deep they've got family in all the right places. Doctors, lawyers, judges, cops, and even politicians you have that going for you in San Andreas but not here and if you want to win any war you'll need that." He replied before his cellphone chimed off causing him to look down and notice that someone had sent him a video message.
"I think you might like this." The man said before putting the phone on the floor and allowing Ernesto, Miguel, and Primo to watch as Cheetah was viciously beaten by both Mark and Lee while the song I Got You Baby by Sonny and Cher blasted in the background.
"Hey asshole this bring back fucking memories." Mark asked as he stomped down on Cheetah's face with enough force to break his lower jaw and knock out four teeth.
"Oh god!" said Ernesto as he watched Mark continue to beat the man down while Lee spoke in the background.
"God I hate this fucking song, but we'll make sure it plays at all your funerals." The Chinese man stated before Mark took the camera and held it up to the barely conscious Cheetah.
"Smile to your friends bitch." He said while keeping the camera on the bloody man. "Come on let's get some air." he added before he and Lee grabbed Cheetah by his arms and legs pulled him out the apartment and tossed him over the railings of the building.
Meanwhile
As Neto made his way to the Rose District he couldn't help but think of the safety of Cheetah and his pregnant girlfriend Isabela. He never met the woman but Cheetah often spoke of her when they were alone together and how much he couldn't wait to be a father.
"Hold out Cheetah hold-." Neto started before being cutoff as a vehicle slammed into the right side of his Glendale with enough force to catch him by surprise and send him spinning down the road into oncoming traffic where a car slammed into the backside before another did the same and then another before the vehicle was flipped upside down and knocked to the side of the road.
The smell of gas soon filled his nose and caused him to look out and notice a blue and yellow Dominator pull out alongside his Glendale before a lighter was thrown out into the gasoline that was starting to pour out.
"SHIT!" Neto yelled with blood leaking from his lip, forehead, and right eye before he rolled out of the car as fast as his injured legs would let him as the car went up in a violent explosion that knocked him off his feet.
"Goddamn Mayate." He said before standing back up and struggling to limp down the alleyway as he noticed a shard of glass embedded in his right leg. He wasn't high right now, wanting to be completely focused when he faced off against Mark so the pain of his injuries were somewhat unbearable.
Rose District
"I'm gonna wipe that smug right off of your ugly mug." Yelled Lee as he and Mark found themselves sitting behind a yellow Tornado with the remaining New Arcadia Gangsters doing the same as a third wave of Vagos arrived to try and fight the intruders. They seemed to be too late though in their time being that the combination of BSU, Roman Boyz, and Ballas had set fire to all of the low-rise apartment buildings and killed all the Vagos that would defend it.
"Damn these wetbacks just keep coming." Yelled out Orlando as he blindly fired is Assault Rifle.
"We're wiping an entire hood of the map, so expect them to just keep coming." Yelled out Jimmy as he shot down one of the Vagos with three shots to the chest before doing the same with a Chola and watching as she hit the top hood of a car.
"Last Mag!" yelled Buck as he, Davey, and Eddy loaded up their last magazines into the gun while Mark and Lee fired off their last magazines for their main weapons.
"Shit!" Lee said before he and Mark drew their Pistols and fired off a barrage of rounds that hit one Vago in the chest and tore out his back to strike another in the arm.
"Where's that fucking surprise you promised Mark?" Lee asked before Mark gave a smile as a black Mesa pulled up in front of the group to the surprise of everyone who watched as a Afro-British woman jumped from the side window carrying a RSASS Sniper Rifle.
"Hello boys." Kyra greeted before firing off a well-placed round from her Sniper and striking a Vago in the center of the forehead and blowing his blood and brain matter all over the side of a yellow Emperor. The woman then sent a look back to Mark before tossing him a full magazine while doing the same with Lee.
"Honey you came to save me." The Chinese man shot out while watching the woman fire another well-placed shot that blew a hole in the side of a Vago member.
"Yeah and I brought help." She replied before Mark watched the back door of the Mesa open up and see a familiar Afro-Dominican man step out with his ACR Assault Rifle raised.
Marco then let off several rounds that easily found themselves embedded in the lungs, heart, and liver of a Chola with a bandanna wrapped around her forehead. He then turned his fire on another Cholo and took him out with a headshot before firing a Grenade from his under-mounted M203 and blowing up one of the Vago's vehicles and taking four Vagos with it.
"Ande El Diablo, scrap ass bitches." Marco yelled with venom in his voice as she shot down another Vago. As Mark watched the man he noticed he had a green bandanna in his back pocket while a Machete with a green handle was strapped to his back. Mark knew that the Afro-Dominican man was a member of the Dominican Trinities Street Gang from Liberty City. He didn't know much about that gang other than the fact that they had no allies and warred with just about everyone. So it was surprising for Mark to see him helping him.
"Glad to see Devlin let you off his leash." Mark replied as he approached Marco and started to shoot alongside him.
"I do work for Devlin but like you I can get into my own business and you offered money." He shot back while shooting down another Vago.
"Well then thanks for that." Mark said before both he and Marco finished off their magazine's while Kyra threw down her Sniper Rifle and pulled the M32 Grenade Launcher Lee had stolen from the Merryweather base from the backseat.
"Hey that's mine." Lee called out.
"Yeah well I'm using it." The Afro-British woman shot out before turning the weapon towards the remaining Vagos before firing a round that impacted against the top of a car and sent it up in a ball of flames along with the remaining Vagos.
"Well that was fun." The Afro-British woman replied before approaching Marco, Mark, and Lee while Jimmy, Buck, Davey, Eddy, Marrick, and Orlando also approached the group.
"We've cleared out enough I think we should leave before the Po-Po show up." Stated Orlando.
"Still a few more stragglers." Stated Mark.
"I think you should listen to your men Marcus. You have too many wounded and not enough ammo between all of you to keep fighting." Pointed out Kyra. The woman was a former British Soldier and even trained with their SAS, but was never made a member after the women's program was cut.
"She's right we've done enough today." Said Mark before his cellphone chimed and he got a text message from Muujai asking for support in the 4th.
"Muujai asking for help?" asked Marrick.
"Fuck him and the 4th, this is them getting what they deserve." Mark shot out before looking to Lee and the others. "Prepare to leave." Mark called out before the group was interrupted as they saw more cars coming down the street.
"Rose District is now Roman Boyz territory." Marrick let out with a half-smile.
Irish Point
A bullet whizzing by his head is what seemed to make Muujai duck down as he looked to his cellphone and awaited a response from Mark on the arrival of backup.
"Damn it where's Mark?" Mookie asked as another 4th Ward gangster was cut-down with several shots to the chest and head.
"Looks like he pulled one over on us and decided not to show up." Muujai replied with a half-smile. "I actually expected this. He always was the type to hold a grudge." He replied before ducking down as a Vago firing an MA41 shattered the window of his car.
"Then what the fuck we supposed to do?" Mookie asked while watching another man get shot in the face by a G3 Battle Rifle.
"Follow my lead." The BGA Hitman shot out before running from cover towards a staled Baller with Mookie following behind him and then diving inside the vehicle with Mookie. The duo then drove off while the remaining 4th Ward gangsters were ripped to shred by the Vagos.
"Fucking bitches." One of them yelled before he was shot in the back of the head by a Vago.
Metra, New Arcadia
"Well then I guess we've earned our money." Said the NOOSE Officer as he looked to Ernesto and the others with a smile while they each kept a saddened look on their face.
"Don't worry though I'm sure your friends are fine." He said with an evil chuckle. "If I were you I'd-." the man started before a window exploded and the group noticed a bullet hole in the side of the man's neck with blood shooting out from him.
The Azteca member then watched him hit the ground as the sound of gunfire filled the air followed by thuds and grunts as bodies hit the group. The group then watched as an injured Neto made his way into the living room with a G36 strapped across his back.
"Thanks for the help ese." Said Miguel as Neto approached the group, took the keys off the NOOSE officer, and started to undo their cuffs.
"No Problem." He replied as the group noticed the various scars and dried blood on his body including a scar on his leg from where he stitched his own wound.
"Que, are you alright Carnale?" Ernesto asked while rising to his feet.
"This it's just a scratch ese." Neto replied with a slight chuckle before looking around the group.
"Where's Cheetah?" he asked with fear in his voice while the group remained silent before they interrupted by a loud honking sound that caused them make their way outside and notice a busted up yellow Tornado rolling down the street with a dead body slumped over the steering wheel. To their shock though on the side of the vehicle was a phrase spray painted. "Rome Fell but Nicasius Isn't Here."
"Who's Nicasius?" Miguel asked with a raised brow.
"The Patron Saint of Small Pox Victims." Ernesto stated to his son's shock.
"NO!" Neto yelled out while noticing that the body of the man belonged to Cheetah causing him to let out a low groan of anger just as four other Azteca members approached the car. "NO DON'T TOUCH THE-." He yelled out before a Pee-Wee gangster went to open the door only for an explosion to erupt that knocked the group off their feet and sent the literally tore the Pee-Wee gangster out of his shoes as they noticed his flaming body lying on top of a car.
Elsewhere
The news of the attacks across New Arcadia seemed to sweep through the office of the mayor as he walked over to his desk, picked up the phone, and dialed a number.
"Yeah, send them in." he said.
Authors Note: That seems like a pretty ominous place to stop this chapter. I hoped everyone liked it, in my opinion it didn't have as much action as the last but I did try to match it in the level of death since one half of an entire hood was wiped off the map.
If you've been following Onkwehonwe story Concrete Jungle you could see exactly how Neto drew police to the eyes of the New Arcadia gangsters and while they were on the brown gangsters in the beginning. So far this war has been a complete slug fest with each side trying to do as much damage to the other and with brown being the underdogs in this case.
The character Megan Stokes is visually based off Alfre Woodard who played Mariah on Luke Cage. While the character Gloria Menendez is visually based off Laura Cerón who played Nurse Chuny Marquez on ER. The organization she works for the National Association of La Raza is based off the National Council of La Raza.
While Mayor Boudreaux is visually based off New Orleans Mayor Mitch Landrieu.
Alison and Steve's lemon was actually something I've been thinking of adding for a while and was actually supposed to have two chapters ago but I thought it would fit better if I showed it in this chapter since Mark had his…first encounter with what gets this killer off. Which is a pretty fucked up thing to do in my opinion.
The scene of the BSU members feeding Omar to those crows was actually taken from a movie called I Spit on Your Grave. If you haven't seen it and like dark movies I recommend it, I just overstepped it because originally the woman in just had the crows eat the guy's eyes.
So the news of Felix betraying the group didn't sit well with Mark and Lee and you gotta wonder what they'll do when Ana lets him go. They promised Alison they wouldn't hurt them but they also promised her they were out of this war.
Stick around for next chapter as Martial Law and the National Guard come to New Arcadia in an effort to maintain order forcing enemies to sit down with each other to discuss a truce, Alison is sent on another hunt for the serial, and Task, Adahy, and Felix must come face to face with Mark about their loyalties in the war.
Thank you all reading have a nice night.
