Chapter 30: A Forced Truce
Someone's Pain
Sudan Correctional Facility, Louisiana (One Week Later)
The smell of stink, sweat, and old piss seemed to fill the air for the inmates at the Sudan Correctional Facility in Louisiana as they found themselves going through their morning routine. Amongst those inmates was a light caramel skinned African American man with his hair cut all the way down, a mouth full of gold teeth, and wearing the standard blue button up shirt over a white t-shirt, blue jean pants, and brown work boots.
This man's body was a canvas of tattoos he had the state of Louisiana tattooed on his right cheek, tear drops under his left eye, the letters NA tattooed on his upper right arm, an alligator on his right arm, and spider webs on both his elbows, what stuck out most was the phrase Full Blooded Roman Boy EBK.This inmates name was Curtis and he wasn't just a member of the Roman Boyz in New Arcadia he was a part of the Roman Family itself and his full name was Curtis Roman.
He was the cousin of Martin, Marrick, Gwen, Hakeem, and Marcus Roman and the nephew of Maurice Roman. He and Mark didn't really know much about each other and he wasn't that alright with Martin either but and Marrick were once tight as can be. He found Hakeem to be just another buster and he saw Gwen almost like a sister.
Curtis was already nine years on a fifteen-year sentence for attempt at murder and was well-respected on the yard because of who his family was and the acts of violence he's carried out while inside.
"Bought time you got up." Curtis shot out before looking to behind him and noticing an African American man with dark brown skin dressed similar to him raise from his bed. The man must have told him his name but he knew the man as King it was easier to remember for him.
"We got work to do." The Roman Family member shot out before sending a look down the hall where he noticed four Honduran and Mexican inmates making their way down the hall. Him he didn't know any of them by name, all he needed to know though was that they were members of Marabunta Grande and a few days ago he got an order from his uncle Maurice down in New Arcadia.
Hit Any South Sider on Sight
"I don't know if I'm ready for this man." King shot back to Curtis's anger.
"I don't give a fuck if you ready or not you doing this shit nigga." Curtis shot out while reaching under his mattress and pulling out a piece of sharpened metal with duct tape on the bottom before passing it to King.
"Look man all I did was borrow a little bit of money from Omar and I told him I can pay him back." King retorted.
"You been in here almost as long as me nigga. I think you would know better than to ask some nigga for something in this bitch." Curtis shot back with anger in his tone. "Feel lucky this all you gotta do though, in this bitch it's ass or cash so you could be walking away with worse than this." He added before pulling out a small baggie of clear wrapping paper then handing it to King.
"This'll help you take your mind off shit." He replied before watching King take the baggie before sniffing the content inside. "Shit don't hog all the shit." Curtis shot out before jerking the bag from the man then moving to take a whiff himself before grabbing his own shank.
"Be ready son." Curtis ordered before looking up the tier and noticing a familiar African American man with a guerrilla tattoo on his right arm and dragon tattoo on his left arm with the letter BGA tattooed on his chest looking down at him closely.
The BGA didn't have much clout inside the Louisiana prisons with so many blacks choosing to role independent, but they were calling shots for Joe who called shots for most New Arcadia gangs so they did have some power over a few of the New Arcadia inmates who worked for Joe.
As Curtis looked down the tier he noticed a heavyset African American with a black beanie send him a look. This man was also a New Arcadia Gangster and another member of the Roman Boyz. The man then looked back to the otherside of the tier and noticed two Caucasian inmates that were covered in tattoos nodding to him. Curtis didn't know their names but he did know they were members of the Undertaker Prison Gang from Dockington.
The Undertakers were a white off-shot of the BGA and a close associate of the Black Prison gang in Dockington. Mark often told him about the Undertakers and how they would carry out hits for the BGA and at one point how they broke away from them until their three leaders were split up between the Dockington, New Austin, and Louisiana prison system.
More importantly he told them about their internal conflicts the Undertakers in Dockington wanted to continue serving the BGA, the guys in New Austin wanted to white supremacist and allied with the Aryan Vanguard, and the guys in Louisiana were split with one side being loyal to AV and the other BGA.
These two men were loyal to the BGA and were working beside them. With the news that the brown was thinking to setup an Onda chapter in Louisiana being almost like a declaration of war. BGA wasn't strong in Louisiana neither was any real prison gang but it was there territory the same with much of the South and the East Coast and Onda was now seen as an invader.
As Curtis watched the Marabunta members make their way into the shower area of the prison Curtis sent a whistle to the other inmates and notice them nod their heads before he turned to look back at King.
"Let's go homie." Curtis shot out before watching King take another whiff of the Cocaine before following the man out of his cell along with the other Roman Boyz as he led the group of assassins into the shower area.
Then as one the group rushed inside and caught the Marabunta members off guard and immediately started to pile on them. One of the Undertaker members was welding a sock with a battery in it and struck one of the Marabunta members over the head successfully knocking him out and allowing the other man to immediately begin to shank him.
As King looked to Curtis he noticed the Roman Boyz member pinning a Marabunta member against the white walls of the shower and stabbing him repeatedly in the stomach before finishing him off with a neck shot.
"Do it son." The other Roman Boy asked while holding the last Marabunta member down. King didn't know if it was the drugs or fear of being killed but before he knew it he had stabbed the man three times in the throat and hit his jugular causing his blood to flow from his neck wound like a stuffed pig.
"Let's go." Curtis yelled out before rushing out of the shower area with the others.
Outside New Arcadia
The seemed to be rising on this new day as Tasha found herself driving into the city of New Arcadia while the song Lithium by Evanescence played on the radio. She wasn't too thrilled about the matter New Arcadia wasn't one of her favorite places to be. One of the reasons she really hated was the rain and to add insult to injury today it was raining and not only that it was cold it was below 35 degrees today and raining. She remembered Mark telling her it got cold in Southern Louisiana but didn't really believe it.
Still she had to push through she was coming into the city to see her ex-boyfriend mostly because the group needed money to pay for Miller and Viktor's funeral. The group had decided since they died with Mark he should accommodate their funerals, but they should be buried home where they belonged.
As Tasha found herself entering the city of New Arcadia she was taken aback by seeing a road block before her. The roadblock mostly consisted of barricades and a black police van that looked like something used in overseas by the military and to add to it the area was guarded by soldier in full military fatigue armed with Assault Rifles.
"What the hell is this?" she asked herself while approaching the road block just as three soldier, two with a leashed dog, approached her and told her to roll down her windows.
"License and registration." He said to her surprise.
"Yes!" she replied before pulling out her license and the registration for her car while noticing the dogs approach the car and start sniffing around.
"A New Austin License, what brings you to New Arcadia?" the soldier asked.
"I'm here to see a friend about helping to pay for my cousins funeral." Tasha shot back while holding up the funeral papers to the soldier who looked them over.
"Alright you be safe here mam, things in this city have gotten a bit crazy." He replied earning a nod from Tasha before she spoke out.
"Sir can you tell me what's going on here?" she asked.
"Turn the radio to the news and you'll know everything." He said before stepping away from the car and waving for the soldiers to clear the barricade and allow her to drive into the city where she quickly noticed more armed soldiers walking the streets in groups of twos while military vehicles patrolled the streets.
"Damn!" she said before turning her radio to a New Arcadia Radio Station.
"This is Joe Bitterman and you are listening to K-K-Klassics Radio where we tell it like it is and leave no strings attached." The man on the radio called out forcing Tasha to raise her brow at the name of the radio station.
"Now I want to talk to you all about what's happening in the city of New Arcadia and just why America is failing. New Arcadia has always been a dangerous city one of the worst places on earth mostly because of it's…urban problem." he started to Tasha's shock she knew when he said urban he meant black.
"We have a caller." he said before putting on an obvious Caucasian woman.
"Thank you Joe, and I'm proud to keep it real with you. This city is failing not because of the poor but because of these gangsters with guns treating it like the wild west. What started out as a war between Nig- I mean African American and Wet- I meant Hispanics has escalated into having respectable people afraid to go outside their own homes." She stated. "My sister who's at college goes to that church where that boy was put on the cross." She added to Tasha's surprise.
"I hear you, a lot of good people went to that church." Bitterman replied before answering another caller.
"Joe I just wanted to say I'm glad the National Guard is here to keep the peace in New Arcadia and look at what we've got almost a full week with no violence. These gangsters are too wild and the guns being used on these streets are crazy. The system has failed, the police department has failed, I been hated the idea of that 60 Day Law." The caller shot out.
"Aren't we all sick of that son we all are." He replied.
"These gangsters have turned New Arcadia into a warzone straight from the Middle East. Families are being shot down and blown up in their gun battles and this needs to end now before more precious blood is spilled courtesy of these…animals." Joe shot out only for Tasha to turn the radio away from the channel that was obviously steered to a whiter audience.
She then found herself pulling in front of the home of the New Arcadia BSU members where she noticed all of their cars parked out front. She had to admit the group was riding in style with Mark's Duke, Lee's Dominator, and the Sadler but she quickly remembered where the group got the money for all of them.
As she walked up to the front door and knocked on it she then waited before a shirtless Buck opened the door and looked at her with sleep in his eyes. "The hell are you doing here." He greeted her with a raised brow.
"I'm here to see Mark." She replied before stepping past the man.
"Hey you can't just come into the crib uninvited." He shot back earning a look from the woman who gave a slight chuckle at the obvious wigger.
"Where's Mark?" she asked while putting her hands on her hips.
"He in the back, but I wouldn't advice going back there right now." He replied earning a loud scoff from the woman before she made her way to the back of the house and quickly opened a door only to find that it wasn't Mark's room but instead of Lee's and she quickly noticed the Chinese man sitting on the edge of his bed with a confused look on his face.
"Who the fuck opened the door for you?" he asked with venom in his tone.
"Oh so you'd leave me out in the cold?" she asked before watching Lee smile at the idea. "Fucking asshole." She said with venom in her tone.
"Which room is Mark?" she asked before watching Lee gave a wide smile.
"Room next over I'm sure he'll be happy to see you." He replied before watching Tasha make her way down the hall where she finally found Mark's room and quickly opened the door and found the youngest Roman lying shirtless in his bed before looking up at her with a smile.
As Tasha looked around the room she quickly watched as a rather thick light skinned African American woman standing at his closet where one of Mark's black shirts. Mark then watched as Courtney sent a rather sick smile to Tasha before watching the woman give an angry look to Mark and then made her way out of the room.
"How was he?" Lee asked while watching her walk down the hall with a laugh.
"Who the hell was that?" Courtney asked sending a serious look to Mark.
"A pain in my ass." He replied before rising from the bed, putting on a pair of shoes and some black pants, then making his way out of the room where he noticed Lee chuckling in the hallway. "The hell is she doing here?" he asked.
"No clue just thought you were trying to be a dick." Lee retorted with a smile before the duo made their way into the living room where they noticed Tasha sitting on a couch with her arms folded across her chest.
"The hell are you doing here?" he asked earning silence from the woman who continued to look at him angrily before speaking out.
"So what you back to screwing cheap sluts now?" she asked.
"Who I fuck is none of your concern. We aren't together anymore and that's on your ass, so I ask again. Why are you here?" he asked before watching Tasha reach into her jacket pocket and pull out a few papers before handing them to Mark.
"Since Miller and Viktor died on your watch we decided that it should be you who pays for their funerals." She stated earning a low growl from Lee.
"Decided we should pay, you sound like their dogs and we're buying the next meal." He shot out with venom in his tone.
"Hear it how you want to hear it Lee. They died on your watch-." She started before Mark interrupted her.
"You like saying that don't you." He replied to her surprise before she watched him look down to his cellphone where he noticed he had several missed calls from a familiar phone number. The Roman quickly ignored them and placed a phone call to Link.
Elsewhere
The song Lovers and Friends by the East Side Boyz seemed to fill the air of the motel room as Link found himself lying on his back with a smile on his face as he watched Passion hover over him with a tattoo gun in her hands working on a chest tattoo.
The Irish BSU member couldn't help but smile at the woman as she kneeled over him in a black corset with fishnet stockings. He had to admit he agreed with Mark and Lee the sight of a woman in fishnet stockings had to be one of the hottest things he had to see.
He also liked the song in the background because it best described the two of them. The stripper had already told them that she and him weren't a couple just friends…who occasionally fucked each-others brains out. So Lovers and Friends seemed to fit with the Link who looked over at the mirror just to his side where he could see Passion's nicely shaped ass and her black underwear wedged in between her cheeks.
The BSU members already said they had no problems with him sleeping with her at the house and she already said she had no problem fucking at her own home. The duo just preferred this hotel room because Passion had a thing for seeing herself get fucked in front of a mirror and Link wasn't gonna complain with the view he was getting.
"It's ready baby." she said before allowing Link to raise up from his chair and look to the mirror where he noticed the woman had tattooed a large fleur-de-lis with wings on his chest. He knew she had been busy most of the night but he wasn't expecting her to be working on such a big project.
"Holy shit this nice, why'd they fire you from the tattoo shop again?" he asked with a raised brow.
Let's just say some bitch wound up with T.H.O.T. being written on her back." She replied earning a chuckle from Link.
"I bet it still looked good though." Link shot back with a smile before Passion gave him a quick kiss on the cheek.
"Glad you like it." She said while moving in for a hug while Link moved his hands to the woman's rump while watching her give a quickly smile before moving to slide off her panties just as his cellphone started to ring causing him to move to answer it while Passion gave a disappointed look.
"Yes." He answered while continuing to eye Passion.
"Link I need you to bring home greens when you get home." Mark said earning a nod from Link who watched as Passion moved to kneel down before him, pull out his already erect member, and begin to stroke him off. He knew Mark was referring to money, with the National Guard being in New Arcadia they believed Mark's phone was bugged and didn't want to take any chances.
"I can do that." He replied before giving a low moan as Passion took him all the way into her mouth and started to slowly bob her head on his member. "I'll be there in a minute goodbye." He shot out before tossing the phone to the side and looking down to the woman who gave him a devilish smile with his dick still in her mouth.
"Oh you want to play those games." He replied before grabbing the woman by her waist and forcing her back onto the bed while she gave a giggle.
Metra, Lincoln Parish
The scene to Ernesto was somewhat haunting as he found himself stood at the window of his safe-house watching as three members of the National Guard hassled two Azteca Pee-Wees while another two were doing the same with two brown citizens.
The National Guard was here to maintain the peace in New Arcadia and one of the ways they attempted to maintain that peace was by checking the ID's of people and telling those they think are affiliated with gangs to either go home peacefully or be restrained. Once you were restrained they would bring you to New Arcadia Parish Jail and make you sit there for a few hours unless they wanted to charge you with a crime then you were held for investigation.
The areas where they were really doing this in Lincoln Parish were Northern Metra where the Azteca's were located and Northern Jenner where Marabunta was located. In New Arcadia though they were all over the 17th Ward hassling the Ballas and Hard Heads, the 2nd and 3rd Ward fucking with the Roman Boyz at their housing projects, Irish Point restricting Cruz and his men from retaliation, the Rose District preventing Vagos from reclaiming their territory, the 4th Ward sitting on the housing projects there, the French District keeping violence from erupting, and colleges and homes of the wealthy keeping those inside safe from stray rounds.
There were protest the first night about this massive intervention of the National Guard but it didn't have that many numbers. This war has touched many of the people in this city brown, black, and white so many people aren't really against them being here. He was against it and he knew Joe and his crews had to be feeling the heat to. The National Guard presence was halting everyone from selling drugs and this caused a drop in profits for everyone and this caused Ernesto to give a low growl in anger.
He warned Miguel about leaving with Primo but as always the boy was hotheaded, so all he could do now was wish them the best of luck.
Meanwhile
As Miguel and Primo found themselves driving through the streets of New Arcadia they did their best to try and evade the checkpoints setup by the National Guard so that they could get into the Irish Point to visit Cruz. Thanks to this increase in National Guard presence they made interacting with gang members that didn't live in your neighborhood difficult. It was almost like a form of house arrest in Primo's opinion.
"Fucking soldiers mano." Primo called out as they passed up another checkpoint.
"These fucking putos are getting on my nerves." Miguel called out and no sooner had he done that the duo watched as their car was flagged down by four soldier. The duo knew it was best to not drive off and they had nothing to worry about the car was clean of drugs and guns so hopefully they would just let them go.
"Will the both of step out of the car with your hands up." The soldier told them while having his Rifle raised to the duo's confusion. They duo then looked around and noticed that there were people on the streets and some with camera-phones already recording them. They soon decided to step out of the car with their hands raised while the soldiers instructed them to get on the ground.
Upon doing so the men rushed to the duo and immediately started handcuffing them.
"The fuck man we ain't doing nothing and you didn't even check our ID's or the car?" asked Miguel with venom in his tone before the man raised the sleeve of his shirt and revealed his VLA tattoo.
"We don't have to check ID's if we know you're affiliated." The soldier shot out.
"But we ain't doing nothing." Stated Primo.
"You ain't doing nothing but know you affiliated and those we know are affiliated aren't supposed to be on the street period." The soldier shot out while the two men protested in anger.
Liddell
Things seemed calmer in Liddell as Task and Adahy found themselves in the casino of Meska doing various jobs for the casino. Other than selling guns and doing jobs for the Azteca's the duo also held day jobs working the floor of the casino. They both had earned a lot of money from the job Neto sent them on but they still needed clean money and the casino provided that.
Unlike the others the duo could easily get past the National Guard since neither of them were affiliated with a gang and neither had warrants or were known by law enforcement to work with gang members. So they were untouchable, but it still wasn't smart for the duo to just walk into the homes of Ernesto or Cruz with the feds watching them so they decided to keep their distance.
So in the meantime the duo past the time by working their day jobs at the casino and going home to Red Stick to avoid confrontation.
As Task found himself shuffling the cards at a gambling table he could hear the sound of the chairs being pulled out that told him he had a customer.
"How much you trying to play?" he asked before turning around and coming face to face with two familiar faces one of East Asian descent while the other of South Asian.
"Gambling's not really our game but we can watch you shuffle while we talk." Lee let out with a smile while Task gave a fear-filled look.
"How are you here right now?" Task asked with fear in his voice.
"This war is between black and brown, they aren't checking Asian or white for ID's. The only reason they'll stop Mark is because of his last name. He's the son of Maurice Roman therefore affiliated to the Roman Boyz while also being the ward boss of the 17th. So they'll stop and detain him, but not us." Lee shot out with a half-smile.
"Are you here to kill me?" the Lakota asked earning a chuckle from Lee.
"No, if you forget we still are friends." Lee shot out with a smile. "We talked it over and we don't blame you for getting involved with the Azteca's. You guys needed more money since nobody was buying your guns and needed a client role that they filled." He replied to Task's surprise.
"You're hustlers just like us and honestly we probably would have done the same. So no hard feelings towards you or Adahy." Lee replied with a smile. "That is…unless you had something to do with Miller and Viktor's death then all bets are off." He corrected with venom in his tone.
"We had nothing to do with their deaths, we didn't even know who Neto was until after he did that. We didn't even know he was directly going after you until their deaths." Task shot back while Lee watched him closely.
"Me and you have done dozens of jobs together for that I respect you and I see you as a brother. So I trust your word…don't make me regret it." Lee retorted earning a slight nod from Task.
"Like we care about what you have to say." Came a familiar voice that caused the trio to turn their heads and notice Adahy approaching the table.
"You're sitting here trying to play nice with us, but where is Felix?" the Creek warrior asked with venom in his tone.
"Don't worry he's safe." Replied Manfred.
"And you can get him back when we're done with him, with all his limbs." Lee replied with venom in his tone. "You know the decision to let him live wasn't easy. We have rules we let you go because your close friends but also associates in the game. Felix is one of us and he betrayed us and we don't like that." Lee replied.
"He betrayed you but none of you respected him or who he was." Adahy shot back.
"Respected, you'd think the money we lined his pockets with was respect enough. We treated him like family and he betrayed us to some assholes who killed his friends. If I had it my way he'd be in the belly of alligator at the bottom of a swamp." Lee shot out with anger in his tone.
"We just came to tell you that and another thing." Lee added to the duo's surprise. "You can sell to them and you can help them, but you can't save them. They're all dead and if you get in the way of us killing them…we can't promise your safety." He finished before rising from his seat.
"You threatening to kill us like you did Cheetah?" Adahy asked earning the attention of everyone.
"Only if you interfere with progress, nothing personal." Lee called out while continuing to walk away.
New Arcadia
Things seemed to be going slow for Alison as she found herself sitting at her desk at work looking over the notes when Steve entered her office with a half-smile on his face. His smile seemed to bring another cloud of guilt to Alison as she remembered the look Mark gave her after seeing the sex tape.
"Did you find anything new?" she asked.
"Nope, this asshole's been pretty quiet these past few days. I don't blame him, those National Guard guys are everywhere." Steve replied while Alison nodded her head. Locke warned her about the mayor having everyone on him about this gang war in New Arcadia. She felt at fault for it though, Mark may have led an attack on the Vagos, but all of his anger came from her that day.
"I remember you saying New Arcadia was a dangerous place, but I never expected this level of violence and I lived in Los Santos in 92." He finished.
"Down here is the wild west." She retorted earning the man's attention. "There is a level of respect and only so much money they can make. So when they fight…they fight their hardest." She finished earning a nod from the man.
"Are you still not gonna tell me why you're mad at me?" he asked.
"I'm not mad at you, I'm just…under a lot of stress is all." She replied earning causing Steve to look to the wall.
"Aren't we all." He shot back just as the door flew open and the duo noticed Jenna standing on the otherside.
"What is it?" Steve asked.
"The killer, he left us something." She said causing Steve and Alison to follow the woman out of the room where they noticed a number of FIB Agents standing by a television that had been moved into the room.
"He left a tape." She added before the duo watched as the Agents turned on the television with the tape inside and watched as a video of large container that resembled the inside of a shipping container held eight people, four men and four women inside it. The group appeared to have looked beaten and hurt.
"Somebody help us, please." One of the women called out with fear in her voice as everyone looked to Steve who held a wide eyed look.
"Get ready to move out on the docks." Steve shouted just as Alison's cellphone started to ring from a number that was becoming too familiar. As Steve yelled orders she made her way back inside the office where she quickly answered the phone.
"Did you get my present?" came the familiar distorted voice of the killer. "I know how much you enjoyed the last." He added.
"Fuck you, why are you doing this?" she asked with anger in her tone.
"Why to get your attention is all and make sure you're on your feet." He replied before adding. "Our game isn't over."
"Really well it maybe over early because we're already on our way to the docks now." She replied earning a chuckle from the man.
"Do you hear yourself even you know those people aren't at the docks." He replied.
"Okay where are they?" she asked.
"Ah ah ah, it's a scavenger hunt. You do things for me and I'll tell you where they are and the quicker you get it done the quicker you can help these people." He replied.
"Okay…what do you want me to do?" she asked.
East New Arcadia
As Link walked inside of his home he was quickly taken off-guard by the sight of Tasha sitting on the groups couch while Mark sat at the kitchen table with Courtney.
"Mind explaining to me what this is?" he asked while sending a look to the woman.
"Miller and Viktor's funeral cost money." Tasha replied while looking to Link who handed her the bag of money and watched as she looked through it. "This is a lot." She replied.
"Only the best for my men." Mark shot back while Tasha sent him and Courtney a look where she noticed Mark starting to look through his cellphone where he noticed a text that read "It's Done." From an unknown number.
"You mind telling me why I haven't seen Davey, Eddy, or Jimmy since I've been here and why the National Guard is here?" she asked with a raised brow while noticing Mark stand up and make his way for the front door.
"They're around." He replied while heading out the door.
"Where are you going?" Link asked.
"I gotta handle something." He shot back while making his way out the door only for Tasha to run after him.
"You always got something to handle." She yelled out with anger in her tone while watching Mark quickly run for his car. He knew it wasn't safe for him to be driving it, but as long as he avoided uptown he would be safe less he ended up like Marrick, Jimmy, Davey, and Eddy.
As he slid into the driver's seat of the vehicle he quickly pulled out his burner phone and dialed a familiar number.
"Hey I'm gonna need my Rifle and those clothes I gave you." He yelled out.
New Arcadia Parish Jail
A buzzing sound seemed to fill the ears of Jimmy and caused him to lift his head and notice the guards showing taking four men out of the cellblock. The redheaded man then sent a look to Davey and Eddy who both shook their heads in protest.
The trio had been arrested almost three days ago along with Mark's brother Marrick and a three other Roman Boyz members. The National Guard was arresting almost everyone they searched and perceived as a threat. They hold them for maybe a day or two and then let them go back out onto the streets unless they were confirmed gangsters and being that he, Davey, and Eddy were with Marrick on the day of his arrest they got them by association.
Jimmy didn't know how much longer the group had to wait, but the stress of the being locked up was starting to get to him. When he looked to Marrick and the other Roman Boyz he could see the calm looks on their faces. Their first night there Marrick told them the first time he got arrested was when he was fifteen and how he spent the night in a Juvenile Detention Center. He was used to jail and prison a lot more than the three of them were.
When they first arrived they thought they'd be getting harassed and force to sit with other white inmates but because of their association with the Roman Families and the street gangs that fall under them they were placed with black and nobody really messed with them because of the fear of Mark.
The trio knew though that if this was prison things would be different.
"Guys look." Said Eddy earning the attention of Jimmy, Marrick, Davey, and the rest of the gangsters as they looked out of their cell doors and watched as two familiar Azteca members made their way down the hall.
"Oh shit, that's them bitches from that hit the projects." Shot Marrick with anger in his tone.
"Guess we aren't the only guys on the receiving end." Replied Jimmy with a slight chuckle.
As Miguel and Primo followed the guards they couldn't help but notice the stares of anger filled looks and threats they were getting from the African American inmates. Miguel had spent sometime in jail on small charges but his experience was never like this. When he went inside guys under Onda would group together but here he felt like a fish out of water.
"In you go assholes." Yelled the guard as he opened the door to a cellblock where the duo noticed that it was filled with other brown inmates. The duo guessed that because of the hostility between black and brown they would separate them for their own safety.
They both didn't know whether to feel some relief for their current accommodation or fear that despite they were separated there was still a great risk of them being attacked inside not just from the inmates but because of the guards as well.
Red Stick
The sound of locks tumbling seemed to get the attention of Felix as he slowly opened his eyes and realized that the door for the room he was locked in was finally being opened, but instead of seeing Ana come inside he was shocked to see Lee and Manfred walk into the room.
"Hello brother." Lee asked before asking approaching Felix angrily before Manfred stopped him from laying a hand on him.
"Remember our agreement." The Indian man said before Lee gave a low grunt and watched as the Manfred approached Felix and started to untie his arms and legs.
"What is this?" the man of Quechan descent asked.
"We're letting you go." Manfred shot back to Felix's surprise.
"You're letting me go, after days of Ana keeping me locked in here and working with the Azteca's you're letting me go?" he asked with a raised brow.
"Yeah we are, make sure to lose our numbers when you walk out of here and you can find your things at Task and Adahy's home." Replied Lee earning an angry look from Felix.
"We voted brother, a lot of us voted to keep you alive but we came down to a decision…you're out." Manfred replied while Felix rose to his feet.
"Fine, like I give a shit about BSU anyway." He shot back while making his way out of the room and bumping Lee in the shoulder in the process.
"Right, but you have love for your friends yet you have love for the men who killed two of us." Lee shot back causing Felix to look back at him with anger in his eyes.
"I don't have love for that guy either, but I damn sure don't have love for guys who put women in wheelchairs and leaves them to get eaten by a bunch of assholes in a swamp." Felix shot back earning a chuckle from Lee.
"Really because if I remember clearly you've done the same. So I gotta wonder is it alright when we kill black, white, and Asian but wrong when we do the same to your race." Lee shot back.
"Don't turn this conversation into that." The Mexican man shot back.
"I will, and I must say if you're pissed about what we did to that Azteca bitch you're gonna be angrier about what we did in the Rose District." Lee shot back with anger in his voice while Felix gave him an angry look before making his way out of the room.
"Oh and Felix we decided to spare your life, but if you think you can protect these pricks we'll treat you the same as we do you." He added with anger in his voice while Felix turned back to flip him off.
Liddell
The message of the serial killer was clear to Alison, his reason for wanting her to go to the city of Liddell was somewhat off putting for her though. She didn't know exactly what she was gonna find here or if this was a trap but she knew whatever it was it was worth looking into.
As she drove through the streets of the city she noticed that the once African American filled streets of New Arcadia seemed to shift to mostly Caucasian after she got off what Mark referred to as the "White Flight" Bridge.
After a few more minutes of driving she found herself pulling into a marshland boatyard on the southeast side town before stopping her car in front of a large boat where she quickly noticed a bulky overweight Caucasian man sitting on the back of one of the boats.
At first glance of the man Alison quickly wondered if he was the serial killer everyone was searching for. If he was she would be greatly disappointed if this was the mastermind of all the deaths in New Arcadia recently.
"Step out of the car with your hands up missy and leave your gun on the seat." The man yelled out causing Alison to look at him before looking down and noticing that there was a Red Dot on the center of her chest. "I said get out of the fucking car." The man yelled again before Alison noticed that her car was now surrounded by twelve men who were either brandishing Pistols and Shotguns with one man aiming an M16 Assault Rifle at her.
After a few seconds of weighing her options, Alison decided that it was best to follow the man's instructions. So she slowly slid out of her car with her arms raised to the heavens while feeling a wave of fear wash over her as she noticed a redheaded man armed with a Remington 870 Shotgun approach her with a sick smile on his face that showed off some of his missing teeth.
"That's right now be a good girl and place your hands on the hood of your car." The blonde hair man said before watching as Alison quickly moved to follow his instructions only for the blonde haired man to stop her. "Hey…do it slowly and be sure to stick your ass out nicely darling." He said causing an uneasy feeling to wash over Alison as she followed his instructions before watching as the redheaded man moved to frisk her with his hands paying close attention to her legs and hips.
"Man you got a nice ass back here darling." He said while slowly gliding his fingers over the woman's plump behind and giving it a gentle pat.
"Stop it." Alison yelled out but only seeming to hear a chuckle from the man.
"Why I know you like it." He shot back with an evil smile before Alison looked back at him with anger in her eyes and in that split second she wished she hadn't. With her eyes so focused on him she was able to watch in awe as a bullet hit the right side of the man's head and exploded out the otherside of the left side and take a chunk of his brains with him.
"SHIT!" yelled the blonde haired man as he watched his friends body hit the ground before watching as a Grenade was thrown into a group of his men who were still stunned by what they just saw transpire.
As the Grenade went up in a violent explosion he watched in horror as three of his men were blown to pieces by the explosion while another had one of his legs blown off and was knocked over the side of the docks and fell into the waters below.
"You fuckers made a big mistake." A familiar voice yelled out that caused Alison to turn her head and watch as Mark vaulted over the side of a boat with his CM901 Assault Rifle in his hands and fire off three shots into the chest of one man before landing on top of him feet first with enough force to knock him to the ground and cause a cracking sound in his chest.
The Creole then responded by firing off several shots that struck one man in the center of his own chest and turned his heart muscles into shredded cheese before turning around and striking another man four times in the face with rapid fire shots then watching as his fifth round split the top of the man's head like a can.
As Mark continued his rampage Alison watched the youngest Roman closely as he stood in his trademark firing stance and fired on the men without a care in the world.
"Kill him now." The blonde haired man yelled out as the five remaining men turned their guns on Mark who quickly grabbed a hold of one man and used him as a bullet shield just as Alison felt a pair of strong arms roughly grab her from behind and immediately begin to pull her towards a boat.
"MARCUS!" she yelled out earning the attention of the Creole who looked out and watched as the blonde haired man tossed her into a boat before moving to the cockpit.
"NO!" Mark yelled out before pulling the pin on another Hand Grenade and stuffing it into the mouth of his human shield then pushing him in the direction of the four remaining men who were easily taken off-guard by the explosion.
"Damn!" the blonde haired man said as he tried to start up the boat only to hear the sound of a gunshot and feeling a sharp pain in his right shoulder before slamming on the gas petal of the boat and sending it moving forward away from the docks.
"SHIT!" Mark yelled before hopping into one of the Waverunner's at the boatyard and sending it rocketing after the first. "You better pray to all the gods in the universe that I don't catch you buddy." Mark yelled out while continuing to give chase as the two boats slashed through the waters like they were knives.
"Goddamn nigger." The man called out before pulling out a Pistol and firing off five shots at Mark missed the youngest Roman who was easily able to dodge them with his much smaller and faster boat. After watching the man unload his magazine Mark decided to draw his Pistol and aimed it at the man.
Despite having a clear shot Mark couldn't find the urge to pull the trigger because of the fear of hitting Alison, so instead of shooting the man he decided to shoot the next best thing, the engine. After watching Mark fire off several shots the blonde man ducked down in fear of being hit but to his surprise no bullets whizzed over him but instead they collided with the back of the boat putting holes in engine and causing gasoline to pour out of it.
"Now I got you." Said Mark as he pulled up alongside the boat and fired off three shots that hit the man in both of his legs and left him immobilized and crawling for help.
"Shit!" he said as Mark jumped onto the stalled boat and quickly made his way towards the blonde haired man who went to raise his Pistol at Mark but couldn't let off a shot after the Creole kicked him in the mouth with enough force to knock him back down.
"Where is she?" Mark asked while pressing his foot against the man's throat before watching as he pointed to Alison who was sitting under the top of the deck of the boat. The man was then knocked unconscious as Mark slammed the back of his head against the side of the boat with enough force to actually split the back of his skull. He then followed up by repeatedly striking the man over the head with his Pistol until on his last hit he managed to knock the man's right eye out of his skull.
After making sure the man was downed Mark immediately made his way to Alison and kneeled down in front of her before watching her look up at him.
"You're safe." He said and in his words Alison knew he meant it so she quickly jumped up into his arms and placed her head against his chest as the memories of the redheaded man touching her body filled her mind.
"Come on!" Mark said before pulling the woman from under the boat where she noticed the bloody body of the blonde haired man lying on the floor of the ship while his eyeball resided on the otherside of the ship.
After Mark helped her on the Seashark Alison watched closely as he looked down to the gasoline that was pouring into the boat from the bullet ridden engine before hopping onto the front of the Seashark and driving just a short distance away from the boat.
"What are you doing?" Alison asked as she watched him pull his CM901 off his back and begin to line up his Grenade Launcher with the boat. She then watched as he squeezed the trigger and sent a Grenade in the direction of the boat before crashing onto the top and creating a violent explosion that sent the boat up in flames and watching as pieces of it fell into the waters below.
"Destroying evidence." He replied before shouldering his Rifle and then driving the Seashark away from the boat. As he sped through the waters he couldn't help but to feel as Alison wrapped her arms around his body and placed her head on the small of his large back. Despite not wanting to do so Mark quickly slowed the Waverunner down so he could at least enjoy the feeling of Alison's body against his just a little longer.
After a few minutes of riding the duo quickly found themselves back at the docks of Liddell where they were grateful the police still hadn't shown up. As Mark helped Alison off the Seashark the woman couldn't help but to look at the Creole and remember all the things she wanted to say to him.
"How'd you find me?" she asked causing Mark to turn to face her with a half-smile.
"Our new friend told me you maybe in danger and where to find you." He replied to her shock.
"Why would he do that?" she asked.
"Why would he do any of this?" Mark replied with a question of his own while Alison looked away from him before saying.
"Mark I'm-." she started before he cut her off.
"You don't have to apologize." He said to her surprise. "I should be apologizing, you're not my girlfriend or my wife and who you sleep with isn't my business and I shouldn't have stormed out on you like that." He stated while looking away from the woman.
"Still, you shouldn't have seen all that and I want you to know that I still care about you." She said while approaching him and taking his hands in her own. "If you forgive me why haven't you been answering my calls?" she asked with concern in her voice.
"It's not safe, I think my phone has been bugged." He retorted to her surprise. "The National Guard is targeting everyone they know is involved in this war and being that I run the 17th and I'm a part of the Roman Family they've been watching me and a few days ago they arrested my brother Marrick, Davey, and Eddy." He replied to her shock.
"Jesus on what charges?" she asked.
"No charges they're just holding them along with a number of the Azteca's. That's why I haven't been out of my home these last couple of days it's not safe and it's not safe for me to call you or Ana." He replied while Alison eyed him closely.
"Oh!" she said with a smile feeling a little bit of relief at learning that Mark wasn't directly mad at her or her actions before she could speak more on the matter though the duo was interrupted by the sound of Mark's cellphone ringing causing him to look down and notice that it was his father Maurice calling him.
"I gotta take this." Mark said before Alison watched him answer the phone and put it to his ear. "What do you want?" he asked with a hint of venom in his tone.
"Boy you gonna quit talking to me any kinda way." Maurice shot back causing Mark to recoil as he quickly realized that his phone was still on speaker mode. "Disrespectful ass nigga." He added.
"Aye Merde." Mark yelled out while rubbing his ear. "Get to the point." He added.
"Them fucking National Guard motherfuckers kicked in your mother's door earlier looking for me, you, Martin, and I think they maybe going after Gwen." He replied to both Mark's shock. "You want to tell me why they doing that and why they've been holding Marrick." He asked.
"Probably trying to round us up to get us off the streets and they're probably adding Gwen to make us turn ourselves in. It's a good thing I have white boys names on my house isn't it?" Mark asked with a slight smile while Alison watched him closely.
"Nigga it's only a matter of time before them wannabe white boys and that Slant eyed Motherfucker you run with get caught up." He shot back causing Alison to recoil at his racist statement. "And you better remind Bruce Leroy to stay the hell away from Gwen." He added.
"I can, but he probably won't especially if she gets caught up in this to." He replied. "Is the National Guard looking for me the only reason you call me?" he asked.
"No we've got a meeting with Joe and that fucking Nigeria nigga." He replied causing Mark to let out a loud groan.
"Okay I've already told you he's Somalian and how do you get Nigerian that's almost on the otherside of Africa?" he asked with anger in his tone.
"Nigga hush, he is whatever the hell I say he is and don't cut me off again boy." He stated earning a low growl from Mark. "He want us there because he trying to setup a truce between us and them fucking Mexicans we been fighting." He added to Mark and Alison's surprise.
"Truce, Joe don't know the meaning of a truce. He's gonna ask those guys to surrender and I can tell you from personal experience that's one thing those fucking spics don't know how to do." Mark shot out only to be hit in the arm by Alison who gave him a serious look at his use a racist word. "Then again the BGA probably sweating him not bringing in money because of the National Guard."
"I don't give shit what that fat motherfucker want to do just get your big bright high yellow monkey ass down here and bring your fucking Chink with you." Maurice shouted out to Alison's shock.
"Choke on several dicks and learn the names of the dudes afterwards you bitch made fuck boy." Mark shot back with anger in his tone.
"MARCUS!" Alison shot back in shock and surprise.
"What?" He shot back while Alison looked at him with a serious look.
"Who the hell with you that got you that whipped to apologize Mark?" Maurice asked. "I don't get you and your brother, all these black mama's lining up for the both of you and you riding around with yellow fever and a white girl like they stars." he stated to Alison's shock.
"None of your business." Mark shot back. "And maybe that's because ain't nobody want us until we became something, but they were here before that and we ain't letting them go." He added.
"And you're one to talk you're married and you riding around New Arcadia with that fake ass Mariah Carey you got on the side that mom does know about and we keep telling you is a hoe." Mark shot back with anger in his tone.
"You leave Cristal out of this." Maurice shot back.
"Fuck you and Cristal hoeing ass." Mark finished before hanging up his cellphone. "Fucking asshole." He shot out.
"Wow, I knew you said you and your parents didn't get along but I didn't think it was like that." Alison stated.
"Don't worry that's just the way we say we love each other." Mark retorted just as Alison's cellphone started ringing causing them both to look down and notice that it was the serial killer calling.
"Hello!" Alison answered with venom in her tone.
"Well I'm glad to see you're still in one piece. I guess your African Romeo arrived in time." He shot out with a chuckle.
"You ever try something like that again and Alison will be the least of your worries asshole." Mark shot back with venom in his tone.
"You see that's what I was trying to do, bring you two back together. I hate it when you fight." he replied causing Mark to send a look to Alison. "Don't worry Ali that was just a warmup, your next clue to finding these people won't be as bad." He added.
"Get on with it." The FIB Agent shot out with anger in her tone.
"I left a clue for you at a lockbox numbered 24 at the post office in Downtown New Arcadia, get to it." He replied. "And have fun you two." He added to Mark's anger.
"I really hate that guy." The youngest Roman shot out before looking to Ali.
"I gotta go." She said to his surprise.
"After this little fiasco I'm not letting you leave alone." Mark shot out before being stopped by the FIB Agent.
"NO!" she shot out to Mark's surprise and confusion. "I know you want to protect me, but this war needs to ends. It's more important than my life." She retorted.
"Nothing is more important than your life." He shot back causing a slight blush to spread across Alison's face before she moved her right hand to his cheek.
"I know you're worried but you have to end this war not only for your sakes but for everyone so please…go." She said earning a low growl from Mark before he relented.
"Alright just…be careful." He said before moving to rub her right arm while she massaged his cheek.
"You to." She replied then moving to give Mark a quick kiss on the cheek before they went their separate ways.
Metra
The drive to Metra wasn't long for Neto as he stepped out of his new Glendale with Tincho, Snapper, El Chivo, and El Caballo before making his way into the Safehouse where he quickly spotted Ernesto sitting on the couch with Cruz and a few other Vagos.
"What's up Mano?" Neto asked while eyeing the man closely.
"A cop just came by." Ernesto stated to the group's surprise. "Said the National Guard picked up Miguel and Primo." He shot out.
"Shit." Said Neto with venom in his tone.
"Fucking Puto's are getting on my nerves. In AZ they wouldn't be doing this shit, Onda greenlights those fuckers that enforce that immigration law there and they'd do the same to these fucks here." Stated Snapper.
"This is ain't AZ and that's the National Guard Carnale, we fuck with them they'll shred us to pieces worse than the Mayates." Stated Cruz.
"National Guard ain't the Marines they have training, but they ain't nothing I can handle." Shot Neto with a chuckle.
"Well if you're forgetting you don't live here. When shit gets too hot you can go back to LS, but a lot of the Varrios here don't have that luxury." Ernesto shot back with venom in his tone.
"Last I checked you weren't from here either ese." Neto retorted with venom of his own.
"He's not from here but being that Louisiana and New Austin are border states they tighter than a virgin's snatch when it comes to law enforcement." Stated Cruz.
"If they sweating us like this they gotta be doing the same to those Mayates though." Stated El Chivo.
"Those Chavalas aren't being sweated. We got the National Guard in all our Varrios but you only see the National Guard in the 17th and 3rd Ward." Stated Tincho.
"Favoritism be a bitch." Neto shot back with venom in his tone.
"Must not be getting too much special treatment if they want a truce." Said Ernesto to the group's shock.
"I got a call earlier, the fat Chavala wants to setup a meeting t a warehouse in the 17th to talk about a truce." He stated to their surprise.
"In the 17th Ward, this sounds like a trap." Replied El Caballo.
"It's not, the BGA and Onda in New Austin are damn near at the brink of war because of the shit that's going on here and neither side is talking to the other. Joe reached out to the BGA in Dockington who reached out to San Andreas and asked Onda there for a sit down with us to setup a truce." Ernesto shot out to the group's surprise.
"I thought BGA in San Andreas and Dockington didn't get along much like East Coast and West Coast Ballas" asked Snapper.
"They kinda don't, the BGA in Dockington was started by a Vato that did time in San Andreas and he got the permission to start a chapter there. When he started it though the BGA was having an internal problem with guys wanting to stay militant and others wanting to be gangsters and that caused a split in San Andreas, but in Dockington they a little of both." Stated Ernesto.
"How do you know that?" asked Neto.
"I did time in San Andreas, I knew a few BGA dudes on the yard. They ain't as hardcore as they is anywhere else, just a bunch of old bitter Mayates from a dying time." Ernesto shot back before adding. "San Andreas Onda wants me to represent them and New Austin there and you'll represent Arizona and they'll have members who represent Docking and San Andreas there. So we don't have a choice in the matter." He added.
"Fine but if I swear on his mother, that if he goes there asking for us to surrender I'll kill cut that fat fucks stomach wide open." Stated Neto with venom in his tone.
New Arcadia Docks
Thing at the docks would look to be their most active as Steve found himself standing outside of a large shipping crate watching as a group of NOOSE Officers forced it open and revealed to the group that it was completely empty.
Things at the docks looked similar to a place after a mass shooting with multiple divisions of police officers and dozens of squad cars surrounding the docks to keep people from leaving or entering the area.
"Last one!" a NOOSE Officer yelled as he and the others moved to the last crate and went to open it while Steve stood by watching.
"Come on!" Steve said before watching the door fly open and reveal the body of a young Caucasian woman with long flowing brain hair lying nude on the floor.
"Shit, call an ambulance." A NOOSE Officer yelled as Steve and the others moved to look at the young woman before watching as a few EMT came and put her on a stretcher.
"Damn!" Steve yelled out with anger in his tone as he kicked the side of the shipping container.
Liddell
The drive Liddell wasn't long for Felix as he stepped out of his car and made his way into the casino where he quickly spotted Adahy sitting at one of the tables before approaching the Creek Warrior.
"You're in one piece?" Adahy asked with a raised brow.
"Yeah, Ana left me in a hole for a few days but Lee let me." He replied with a slight smile.
"That's shocking I was sure they'd do something to you before letting you go." Adahy shot back.
"What happened in the Rose District?" he asked earning confused look from the man. "Ana said Mark took revenge for what Neto did in the 3rd and Lee hinted it. So tell me what happened." He repeated.
"I would show you what they did but if you probably noticed New Arcadia isn't exactly the safest place to be if you're black or brown." He replied.
"Yeah the National Guard are all over the fucking place." He retorted.
"You can thank Mark for that." Adahy replied earning Felix's full attention. "Him, Lee, the rest of BSU, his brother Marrick, The Roman Boyz, the Ballas from the 17th and them other dudes hit Rose District. They hit the apartment complex where Cheetah lived turned it to a parking lot" he stated to Felix's shock.
"Killed all the Vagos there and burned the place to the ground. He did that in the Rose District and 4th Ward hit up Cruz in Irish Point, they defended themselves but somebody did fire a Rocket into a restaurant." Adahy stated while noticing the wide eyed look on the face of Felix.
"What about Cheetah and his girlfriend?" he asked earning a few seconds of silence from Adahy before he responded.
"Cheetah's gone Mark and Lee beat him to death, tossed his body off the top of the apartment complex, then rolled it into the Azteca's hood in Metra with a bomb strapped to his back. Killed a Pee-Wee in the blast." He stated causing Felix to lower his head. "As for Cheetah's girlfriend Isabela…she tried to fight. Mark broke nose, knocked out a few teeth, and gave her a big gash on the side of her head but she's alive." Adahy added to Felix's shock as he noticed Quechan man grit his teeth and clench his fist angrily.
"That's not right, she's pregnant." He replied.
"Yeah well, you know Mark better than any of us." Adahy shot back.
"I do, but I never expected him of being capable of this." He replied. "I mean I knew he's vicious but I never knew he was the type to hurt a pregnant woman." He finished.
"Well I guess you didn't know him at all." Adahy replied while Task stood by and watched the duo closely.
New Arcadia
The drive to the 17th Ward wasn't long for Mark, Lee, Link, or Jimmy as they found themselves stepping out of Mark's car at a warehouse in the 17th Ward where they quickly noticed a four 4th Ward Gangsters guarding the door.
"The hell they doing here?" asked Lee as Mark gave a low growl before approaching the group.
"None of you belong here." Mark shot to the group.
"Joe wants us here guarding the meeting so deal with it ya little bitch." The lead gangster shot back with venom in his tone that showed off his mouth full of gold teeth.
"Let's go." Mark said before being stopped by the man.
"Nah dick only, no white boys allowed." He shot out causing Link, Lee, and Jimmy to roll their eyes while Mark turned to them.
"You know what to do." He asked earning a nod from the Redheaded man.
"Always!" Jimmy shot back before he and lee made their way to Mark's car hopped inside and drove off while Mark made his way into the warehouse before being directed to a back room that he quickly entered and went wide eyed upon stepping inside.
"Marcus it's good to see you." Stated an African American man who looked to be in his mid-40's with a shaved head, light brown skin, and a smug smile on his face with a gap in the middle of his teeth. The man was also wearing a blue suit with a red tie that almost reminded the duo of a gangster from the 50's.
"YOU!" Mark yelled out with anger in his tone. He had a very personal relationship with this man this gangster known on the streets of Dockington City only as Blue because of the color of suits he wore. Mark knew him so well because he was the reason for Mark's greenlight and almost all the pain the youngest Roman and his group experienced while in Dockington.
When Mark was working as the main lieutenant for Leroy Barksdale and the BGA in West Dockington, Blue was running things in East Dockington and that often let to him standing beside Leroy and the West Dockington Gangs against him on the East Side and when Leroy went to prison Mark took control of the West side while only at the age of seventeen. Blue didn't like that and plotted with the BGA to have him Lee, Link, and Jimmy killed so he could control all of Dockington. His plan failed but because of him Mark still wears the scars of the day he was stabbed by those Ballas in Dockington and remembers his brother Sebastian who was killed by them.
As he looked into the man's smug face Mark couldn't help but to reach into his back pocket and pull out his M1911 and aim at the man only to be stopped by feeling a gun being planted against the back of his skull.
"I wouldn't do that Mark." Came the familiar voice of Muujai as he stepped from behind the door with a smile on his face.
"You know we should just do him now, he still is on the list for being greenlit." Blue stated while Mark eyed him angrily.
"Don't you touch him." Yelled Maurice as Mark noticed him, Joe, and Fatman sitting at a table a few feet away.
"Enough all of you." Came another familiar voice that caused Mark to turn his head and notice an elderly African American man who looked to be in his mid if not late 60's with snow white hair hidden under a black and gold kofia and a black and gold dashiki with black slacks and boots.
This man was another familiar face to the youngest Roman. This man's name was Elijah Assad, but Mark mostly referred to the man as Imam along with a number of older BGA gangsters. In Muslim culture an Imam was prayer leader and Imam Elijah Assad wasn't just a leader of prayer but a major leader within the BGA. He first became a member of the prison gang in San Andrea in 1968 two years after the group was formed. He wasn't a founder but he was one of the first men recruited into the organization while he was serving a forty-year sentence for murder.
The man missed almost all of the late 1900's and wasn't released until late 2001 for health reasons. The man was slowly dying of a terminal disease that was a secret to all members of the organization and Mark wondered what was keeping him going because the disease was eating away at him.
"Lower your guns." Elijah called out while looking to Muujai and Mark.
"He goes first." Muujai stated.
"Brother Muujai." The Imam yelled out causing the Somali man to lower his weapon while moving to Mark and putting his hand on his gun. "I know you and this man have your difference but you have my word Marcus no harm will come to you here." He stated earning a slight chuckle from Mark.
"Right I'm on your shit-list and walking into a room full of guys that want me dead seems to be appropriate." Mark replied.
"I understand your worry, but you have my word no harm will come to you here. You've been greenlit for years yet here you are spearheading a war for us and right now we need to look united in the face of our enemies. A single unit even if all of us here have our differences." He stated causing Mark to give a low growl before following the man's order and lowering his gun and then sending a low growl to Blue.
"I gotta say you've grown a lot since the last time I saw you little Marcus." Blue shot out while Mark flipped him off before taking a seat next to Maurice and Joe. As he looked at the group he figured that Blue was here to represent the Dockington BGA, Elijah was for the San Andreas BGA, Joe for the New Austin BGA, while he, Maurice, and Fatman would represent the New Arcadia gangs.
"They're here." Said Muujai before the group turned their heads to the door before watching it open and noticing as Ernesto walk into the room with Neto, Cruz, and a group of people Mark didn't know who represented not only the Varrios in New Arcadia but also Onda from across the country. One familiar face that Mark did recognize was that of a familiar Azteca female who was brought in wheel chair.
"Welcome." Muujai greeted with a sick smile.
"We hope you got here just fine." Added Elijah.
"Yeah the National Guard only stopped us once." Replied Neto as he sent an angry look to Mark who only sent a smile his way. Mark figured the man was still pissed about the loss of Cheetah, having known him longer than any of the others.
"Yes the National Guard precense here is becoming a bit of a problem for both our sides which is why the meeting has been called." Stated Joe as he put his hands on the table and added. "They've been sweating both our sides which is why I'm hoping we can come to truce."
Joe words seemed to earn chuckles from the brown side of the table with Mark noticing Neto giving off the biggest chuckle.
"You chose the right words, because I swore if you came here thinking we'd surrender I would gut you." He shot out earning a slight chuckle from Mark.
"Which will prolong the fighting and ensure you're…extinction." Pointed out Muujai earning angry looks from the group as he moved to look at Mark.
"It's funny you Mayates started this war now you're asking for a truce." Retorted Tinto as he folded his arms over his chest.
"It ain't because we scared to keep fighting, trust me we never scared. We just got better things to do then watch you fuck boys die off." Fatman shot back.
"And we didn't start this shit you started it when you went after Joe." Shot Maurice.
"We only went after him after that Pendejo killed one of our own." Stated Cruz as he pointed to Muujai who smiled at him. "And things wouldn't have been that bad if that white boy didn't get involved." He added while pointing to Mark who rolled his eyes at his statement. He was mixed with European blood from his great grandparents so his skin complexion was lighter than most even lighter then Cruz himself.
"Mark was defending Joe that's what he does and that's what he's payed to do." Replied Elijah as he sent a look to Mark.
"That fucking Mayate is the fucking devil, look at what he did to her and what he did to Cheetah's wife." El Chivo shot out with anger in his tone.
"It's funny I thought you pricks treated your women the same as you do your men. I do the same, I kill indiscriminately what I do to men is no different then what I do to women. There is no special treatments just because-." Mark started before Loka cut him.
"YOU FUCKING MAYATE PIECE OF SHIT, YOU KILLED MY HERMANO AND ALL MY FRIENDS." She shouted out while looking to Mark who seemed unshaken by her words. "I HOPE YOUR AMIGO'S ARE HAVING FUCK BURNING IN HELL RIGHT NOW AND YOU HEAR THEIR SCREAMS WHENEVER YOU CLOSE YOUR EYES!" she added breaking Mark's emotionless expression.
"CHIENNE I SLEEP WELL AT NIGHT KNOWING YOUR FRIENDS WERE BEING SQUATTED OUT BY SOME REDNECK OVER A BUNCH OF LEAVES." He shot back causing Loka to spit in Mark's face before watching him move to strike her only to stopped by Maurice and Elijah while Neto, Tinto, Ernesto, and Cruz to stand up in anger as he remembered his son Travieso and how Mark had handed him, Quica, Guardo, and the others to a bunch of cannibals in the swamps.
"We'd be damned if we let you hit another woman. That's how you New Arcadia people get down but we don't." Ernesto shot out with anger in his tone as he watched Mark retake his seat.
"I don't hit women; bitches aren't the same though." The youngest Roman shot out.
"Speaking of bitches how'd yours take that present I left her?" asked Neto.
"She didn't like it, but how's yours at Bolingbrook last I heard he's been making some friends." Mark shot out to Neto's shock and surprise. He didn't know if he should be angry or worried that Mark knew about Paul that knowledge seemed to leave a hole in the stomach of Neto.
"Enough, we won't get to a truce if we keep fighting each other here." Stated Elijah.
"Maybe some of us don't want a truce." Stated Loka earning the attention of everyone. "You Mayates have been pushing us around in New Arcadia for too long, but that can change today." She added while looking at Mark with anger in her face yet tears in her eyes.
"Plus you have been hitting up our homeboys in the jails and prisons like we don't know that shit. So why should we truce up with you?" asked Cruz as Ernesto went to sit him down.
"What's happening to your guys inside is a warning." Said Joe earning the attention of everyone. "Let's just say a little birdy told us, before he had a bomb shoved up his ass, that you were thinking or in the process of starting an Onda chapter here and we see that as a declaration of prison warfare." He added while eyeing the group closely.
"Which is one of the main things we're here to discuss. You stop trying to start Onda up out here and in return we stop attacking your guys, you keep what little territory you have left, and everything goes back to normal." Stated Muujai.
"Oh those are bullshit demands Puto, and you're out of your fucking mind if you think we'll sign off on that." Shouted Ernesto as he sent a look to Joe and the others.
"How's your boy?" Mark asked causing the man to turn to face him. "I ask because you do know where he is." The Creole added while everyone sent looks to the youngest Roman.
"He's at New Arcadia Parish Jail with a few of your members bit he's also there with my brothers and-." Mark started before sending looks across the table and then saying. "Members of all our gangs and father is our cousin going into work today?" he asked while sending a look to Maurice.
"Later tonight." He replied.
"You fucking-." Ernesto started before Mark cut him off.
"It works in Dockington, doesn't mean it can't work here." Joe stated causing Ernesto to give a low growl before moving to jump across the table with Neto while Mark and Muujai readied themselves just as the sound of glass breaking filled the air and caused the group to turn their heads and notice flashbangs being thrown into the room.
"OH SHIT!" seemed to be the only thing said by everyone in the room as the device exploded and caught everyone by surprise as the bright lights blinded them and the noise of the device left them deaf as the door was kicked open and several men wearing Military Fatigue and carrying Assault Rifles rushed into the room and immediately started to knock everyone inside to the ground before handcuffing them.
"FUCKING-!" Neto started before he was hit over the head by the butt of a gun before being forced into handcuffs along with Mark who'd taken a kick to the chest in the process. It took maybe two or three soldiers to put handcuffs on Joe and two more to drag the large man out of the back room where they quickly threw him onto his stomach along with the other men who gave loud grunt as they hit the ground.
"Damn!" said Ernesto as his vision started to return to him he quickly noticed Cruz and Tinto being knocked down beside him while Mark, Maurice, Blue, and the others were knocked to the ground across from them.
"Goddamn you're fat." Yelled a soldier as he and two others knocked Joe to the ground without worry for his leg cast or wheelchair and as Mark and Neto sent looks his way they easily noticed that Joe looked like he was somewhat levitating by laying on his fat stomach and this caused them to let out a few chuckles.
"Fuck, I'm gonna sue your ass." He yelled out with anger in his voice.
"Don't bother, you'd be wasting your time and money." Came a new voice that caused them to turn their heads and notice a tall muscular Caucasian man with short graying hair, bright blue eyes, and looked to be in his late 40's walking into the warehouse while being flanked by two equally large soldiers.
"For all of you dirt bags that don't know my name is Sergeant Major James Hadley and I'm the guy who you fucks got outta bed to come and deal with your shit." He said while eyeing the men closely. "You know I grew up in New Arcadia right there in the Rose District." He stated while looking the group.
"So you can just imagine how much anger I have towards all of you for what you did to it." He finished.
"Please Gringo like you're worth taking serious, you're not even a real soldier." Stated Neto only to be hit in the back by one of the soldiers.
"Actually dickhead I served in Iraqi and Afghanistan prior to joining the National Guard." He said while moving to stand in front of the man. "Two real hell holes like you've never seen before." He added with venom in his tone.
"Now then what did I interrupt here?" he asked while looking to Joe.
"Us trying to make a truce." The overweight BGA member shot out while Hadley nodded his head.
"I see, have you come to a truce yet?" he asked. "Because if you haven't I'll give you a truce. I don't expect anymore fighting from any sides. I don't care who's been killed, who's been hurt, or whose's been wronged." He said while looking over at Mark, Ernesto, and Loka who was handcuffed to the floor with a pained look on her face.
"And let me guess whoever breaks this truce will get the full might of the National Guard brought down on them?" Mark asked earning a chuckle from Hadley.
"No I bring the full might of the National Guard on both of you. Just in case you smartasses try to frame the other for something." He replied while sending a look to Neto. "Tomorrow morning you can get your friends and loved ones out of the jail, but be warned my men are watching you every move and should you slip up…we'll be there." He finished before looking to his men and then down to Mark who looked up at him.
"Now get up and get the fuck out of here." He yelled before watching his men move to uncuff the gangsters while watching them closely as they started to make their way out of the building where Mark's phone instantly started to vibrate causing him to look down and see he had a message from Ana that merely read.
"Your Welcome."
Elsewhere
The drive to the post office wasn't long for Alison who quickly made her way inside and opened the mailbox the serial killer had mentioned and found the key inside. Upon looking at it she noticed that there was a number scratched into the side before noticing her cellphone starting to ring causing her to answer it.
"How'd that lead go!" she asked before hearing the voice of Steve on the other end.
"Not too bad, we didn't find the group but we did find a woman. She's injured and beaten but she's alive." he replied earning a sigh of relief from Alison.
"That's good." She retorted before noticing that the number on the key was the number 2.
"I'm gonna stay on top of her, how are things on your end?" he asked.
"Nothing so far, but I'll keep you posted." She replied.
"Alright I'll talk to you later." He said before Alison hung up her phone and noticed she had a call from a familiar number.
"Do you like your gift?" asked the serial killer on the other end.
"I don't like wild goose chases, now tell me where they are." Alison shot back with anger in her tone.
"I'll tell you but there's one more thing you have to do for me Alison just one more thing." He replied while Alison gave a low growl.
New Arcadia
The drive back to New Arcadia wasn't long for Felix as he found himself pulling his car outside of a storage unit while Adahy sat in the passenger seat next to the man of Quechan descent.
"What are we doing here?" the Creek warrior asked. "I thought you said we were going to leave a big dent in the pockets of Mark and Ana." He added.
"We are." Felix said before stepping out of the car with Adahy following behind him.
"Inside of this warehouse is where they keep all of their money." He replied to Adahy's surprise.
"One of things Ana taught Mark how to do was launder his money but he's also laundering her own. We use various stores we work at and if you look on paper all of us are employed as a security for a night club in Red Stick." He stated before Adahy watched him point at a storage unit. "In reality that night club isn't a very successful business they just pocket the money from it." He added.
"Inside that warehouse is tens of millions of dollars we've collected with Ana over the years. We steal the money and a cut goes to Ana and ours goes through the process of being laundered and we get checks for it every month." He replied to Adahy's shock.
"Lucrative, so we're stealing that?" Adahy asked while Felix nodded his head.
"Yup right from under their noses." Felix said before leading Adahy to the storage unit before a loud clacking sound caught their attention and caused them to look back and notice that they both now had Red Dots on their stomachs.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you." Came the voice of a woman with a British Accent that caused both men to look up and notice Kyra sitting atop one of the adjacent storage units with her RSASS Sniper Rifle in her hands while a Russian man aimed an AK-47 Assault Rifle at the duo.
"Ana said to give you these and hopefully you would leave, but if you don't to put you both down." Vasily called out before kicking an envelope over to Felix and Adahy who quickly picked it up and noticed that the inside content contained pictures of Felix's mother, the car she drove, and her house.
"You'd really kill my Madre?" he asked with anger in his voice.
"It's not because we want to or because Ana wants to, there's nothing personal about it. We'll harm your mother because we operate in a world where the only rule is that it's either you or us and we always choose us." Stated Kyra.
"Ana worked with your friends to keep Mark from killing you, so I'd advise against trying to fuck her over." Added Vasily as Felix and Adahy both gave the duo angry looks before they relented and decided to walk away from the storage unit while the duo watched them head back to Felix's car and drive away.
"They made the smart choice." Said Vasily while Kyra nodded her head before watching the door of the storage unit open to reveal a smiling Tully inside.
"I was honestly hoping they'd take the risk." He said while looking at his H&K33 Assault Rifle. "I just bought this gun." He said earning rolls of the eyes from Kyra.
Red Stick
"Thank you for the tip." Said Ana as she found herself sitting before a familiar Lakota warrior. "I know you probably feel like you're betraying your friends but you made the right choice." She added.
"I know what you and Mark are capable of and I don't want any harm to come to Felix or Adahy so that's why I'm helping you." Task replied.
"And that's why I like you Chayton. You're a loyal soldier and a good friend, despite where you and your partner landed in this war." Ana replied before reaching into her desk and handing Task a piece of paper.
Upon looking it over Task quickly noticed that it was a bank statement for a money transfer of twenty- five thousand dollars from New Arcadia to the Cedar Hills Indian Reservation in South Yankton.
"As far your sister and grandfather know you now have a job working private security along with Mark, Lee, and a couple of my other assets." She stated earning a nod from Task. "You will receive a check every couple of months and money will be wired to your family." She added.
"Thank you, but what about Felix and Adahy?" he asked.
"Felix was on that list as well, but I guess now he's out and Adahy was never on it. I look for the best and those I see being the most loyal. Felix was on it because of his relationship to Mark but Adahy he was never on it nor will he be on it." Ana shot back to Task's confusion.
"Why do you say that?" he asked.
"Adahy isn't loyal to anyone that isn't his own. You hesitated working for with the Azteca's against the New Arcadia gangs but he jumped at the opportunity. Working with him is a risk in my opinion." She replied earning a slight nod from Adahy.
"He's had my back since I've been here though." He shot back.
"I understand that and he's loyal to you, but don't get yourself killed because of him." Ana shot out before watching Task lower his head and walk out of the room.
New Arcadia
The drive back home wasn't long for Mark, Lee, Jimmy, and Link as they walked inside of the home and quickly spotted Tasha still sitting on their couch watching television.
"Damn you're still here what the fuck?" asked Lee as he caught sight of the woman.
"Eat ass shit breath." She shot back with anger in her tone.
"I do that only in the shower and with a clean woman so I'd never do it to you." The Chinese man shot out before walking to the back with Jimmy.
"He's right though, you have your money why are you still here?" Mark asked.
"I wired the money back to Sunbelt so Miller and Viktor's funeral is next week on Sunday don't forget." She said earning a nod from Mark.
"We'll be there." He said.
"Alright, but I expect you to leave your…trash behind." She replied while looking to the backroom where Mark knew Courtney was located.
"Why you don't like the idea of seeing me with another woman or you don't want the guys back home to know I traded up from you to a stripper?" he asked with a wicked smile.
"Please her ass and tits are bigger than mine, but I bet she doesn't satisfy you like I did." the woman shot out earning a chuckle from Mark.
"Why don't I go find out?" he asked earning a raised brow from Tasha before she watched him make his way to his bedroom where he noticed Courtney sitting on the edge of his bed with a mixed look on her face.
"Where'd you disappear to?" she asked while eyeing him closely.
"Had business to take care of with Joe and I can say that now we're having a truce." He said to her surprise.
"Really?" she asked.
"The National Guard forced it, but it's happening." He said earning a nod from the woman.
"Good now you can leave us all you want." She replied while looking away from Mark who approached and ran his hand under her chin and spoke.
"I'm here now." He shot back before moving in to kiss her on the forehead.
"Oh so seeing your ex here has you wanting to fuck after I been here for a full week sleeping in your bed with you and not getting anything?" she asked.
"Nothing personal, that bitch cheated on me with a friend and likes to rub it in my nose and now she's pissed that I've moved up in the world." He replied earning a chuckle from the stripper.
"Really?" she asked with a raised brow.
"Yeah so are we going to do this?" he asked with a half-smile before watching Courtney stand up to look him in the eye with a serious look in her gaze.
"Well-." He started before Courtney slapped him across the face before grabbing him by his T-shirt, shoving him onto the bed, and then moving to climb on top of him.
"I don't like being ignored." She said while eyeing him with an evil smile. "Passion says Link being giving her that good dick since they hooked up while I've been here deprived." She stated.
"Don't worry I can fix that." He replied.
"Oh I know you're going to." She shot back before Mark watched as she pulled off his t-shirt and revealed her black lace bra and black panties. "I know you are." She said before sliding off her panties and repositioning herself on top of him so that her already moist flower was raised over his head.
Mark couldn't help but to give a slight smile at the sight before him. He's seen Courtney nude on stage but he'd never seen her without her underwear and the sight had him speechless. Despite knowing that AIDS was high in Southern Louisiana and Lee and Link constantly warning him about eating out every girl he bedded Mark couldn't help but to drown their words out.
The Creole then pulled himself upward and forced his lips to contact hers and caused Courtney to let out a low yelp as he felt Mark massage her clit and ass with his fingers while stabbing into her with his tongue.
"Oh shit!" she called out before dropping down so that she was sitting on his face and somewhat smothering her with her large butt. This caused Mark to drop down as he felt himself being smothered under the woman, but he didn't mind one bit as he wrapped his arms around her sides so that he could bury his face deeper into her muff.
"Damn you good at this shit ain't you." Courtney shot out while taking off her bra and then looking at herself in Mark's mirror and watching as Mark's tongue seemed to be trying to inch deeper inside of her. The woman then gave out a low moan as Mark slapped her on the butt causing her to grind against his face before giving him a few seconds of oxygen and burying him back under her.
As she looked at herself she couldn't help but to slightly blush as she moved her hands to massage her breast, ride Mark's face, and look at herself in the mirror with a foggy gaze. She then followed up by undoing his pants and pulling out his semi-hard erection before shoving his entire length into her mouth and causing Mark to let out a low yelp.
"Oh you like that don't you daddy?" she asked while stroking him off before moving to constantly bob her head on his member with Mark looking into the mirror and giving a low chuckle at what he saw.
Not only was Courtney sucking him off and she was also massaging his balls in the process, none of those were the reasons why Mark was laughing. He was laughing mostly at the facial expression Courtney had while she sucked him off. She had this rather serious look in her eyes and one eye seemed to be opened wider than the other.
It was funny but he had to admit it was hot especially the way she sucked him off felt amazing. She had sucked in her lips so they covered up her upper and lower teeth and preventing them from getting in the way. To add to the pleasure she seemed to be constantly sucking and smacking on his helmet and whenever she wanted to pull him out she wasn't just jerking him out she was pushing him out with her tongue. This feeling was almost god-like to Marcus who tried to keep from blowing his load so early.
After a few seconds of this he then gave a wide smile as he felt the stripper clinch herself over him before letting out a loud yelp that was followed by a wet orgasm that left him somewhat drenched.
After lapping up her juices Mark asked with a slight smile. "You want to stop." This brought a smile to the face of Courtney who liked slapped the stomach of the Roman in an impressed manner that he held out as long as he did.
"Not even close." She replied before changing position so that she was now on top of Mark before sliding his erect member into her wet entrance. This caused her to let out a low shudder before then proceeding to ride his dick while Mark massaged her ass and sucked on her pierced nipples at the same time. He took his time to roll his tongue over the piercing and soon caught the familiar taste of metal.
While Mark and Courtney did this the duo failed to notice that they were being watched, but not by Courtney but instead by Alison who was watching them from Mark's window. The serial killer had sent her on another mission that led her picking up an envelope outside of Mark's bedroom window. She was told not to enter or make her presence known and now she knew why.
After watching the duo fuck for a few seconds Alison couldn't help but to run away from the window while tears rolled from her eyes as she let out her sadness of seeing Mark with another woman. As she hopped into her car she couldn't help but to let all of her emotions out as she buried her face into her palms.
Sure she was with Steve and Mark could sleep with whoever he wanted to, but still to actually see him do it left her hurt. She loved him, and to see her love being passionate with someone that wasn't her was almost heart wrenching.
After a few more minutes of crying Alison quickly realized that she had a job to do and that lives were on the line so she quickly pulled out her cellphone and dialed Steve to tell him about the location before driving off.
While she drove off Mark and Courtney had changed position so that now he was pounding her from behind while watching closely as the woman gripped the bed rather tightly and screamed to the heavens loud enough for Jimmy, Lee, Link, Buck, and Manfred to each come out of their respective rooms and send looks to Mark's door.
"Goddamn." Said Jimmy as he sent a look to Buck and Manfred.
"Someone's trying to make someone jealous." Said Lee with a chuckle as he sent a look to the living room where he noticed Tasha still sitting on their couch.
"Wish he did that quieter." Said Manfred as the group decided to make their way to the kitchen in search of a food while Link sent a look back at the door. He couldn't help but think of Mark's relationship with Alison and Ana and how him screwing Courtney may effect this.
"Shit smack it baby." Yelled Courtney as Mark went to slap her on her butt until there was a dark red handprint in place before pulling her back so that he could kiss her on the lips while continuing to slam inside of her.
"Courtney I'm gonna-." He started before the woman cut him off.
"Me to, same time." She said as Mark continued to pound into her before feeling her clinch against him as she let out another orgasm but after doing so the youngest Roman had pulled out of her and fired his load on her supple butt and parts of her tattooed covered back while they both heavily panted.
Mark had masturbated a couple of times over the years and a lot more these past few months, but this was his first time having sex in almost two months so when he looked at Courtney "Glazed behind" he couldn't help but feel impressed at the sheer amount that he let out and how it seem to coat both of her cheeks and drip into the crack of her behind.
"How was that?" he asked while watching her fall to lie down on her stomach.
"About time." Shot out while Mark gave a chuckle.
Elsewhere
The sound of his cellphone ringing seemed to cause Steve to snap his gaze away from the woman that was recovered from the New Arcadia Docks. The woman had been asleep for majority of the time, but from Steve was told she was relatively fine with just a few out of place things.
She had massive trauma around her rectum and vagina showing that she'd been sexually assaulted and that the men who touched her may have stuck something inside of her. She had also been drugged and that was one of the main reasons why she in such a deep slumber.
Steve didn't know if it was their serial killer who did this because this wasn't his style so he wondered if the team had stumbled upon something else.
"Hello!" he answered after putting his phone to his ear.
"How is she?" asked the familiar voice of Alison.
"Still stable and sleeping, how about you?" he asked.
"I've got a NOOSE Team with me and we're in route to the address." She replied while Steve nodded his head.
"Alright keep me posted." He retorted.
"I will." She stated earning Steve's attention as he noticed the sadness in her tone.
"Ali are you okay?" he asked but before he could get a response the woman hung up her phone.
"Jesus!" he said before turning his head and looking down at the woman before him before watching her quickly snap her eyes open to his shock.
"You're awake." He said before watching the woman look herself over before giving a loud wince and grabbing her stomach. "Woah take it easy there." He said.
"GET IT OUT OF ME!" the woman yelled out to Steve's confusion. "PLEASE YOU HAVE TO GET IT OUT!" she added just as doctors ran into the room to restrain her.
"Mam please." One of the doctors yelled as they tried their best to hold the woman down while Steve watched her closely.
"Sir you can't be in here." A female doctor said before approaching Steve and moving to push him out of the room just as the woman gave a loud scream before a violent explosion went off inside the room that knocked Steve and the female doctor off their feet and sent them flying into the halls while screams could be heard in the distance.
Meanwhile
After a few minutes of driving Alison found herself pulling into the docks in Liddell with five vehicles filled with NOOSE Agents and NAPD Officers following behind her. As they drove to the docks Alison couldn't help but to mentally curse herself.
She was at the docks earlier that day and she didn't think to check it for those people while she was here. Sure she was too busy being in a high-speed chase but she still hated herself for not looking over the docks afterwards.
Upon following the address, the woman quickly found herself standing outside a large warehouse that was used to fix containers and boats and as she watched a team of NOOSE Officers break their way into the warehouse they quickly spotted the container in the middle of the room.
"Alright careful." Said the lead NOOSE Officer as they slowly walked up to the crate and quickly pulled open the doors only to reveal the horrible sight inside.
"Jesus Christ!" one of the men blurted out causing Alison to break from cover to look inside of the crate and instantly go wide eyed. The inside of the crate looked like it had been pulled directly out of a slaughterhouse with blood staining the walls and even the ceiling while the mutilated bodies of those that were in the video lie on the floor.
"Motherfucker." One of the Noose Officers yelled as he walked into the container with the others and went to inspect their bodies just as Alison's phone started to ring from a familiar number causing her to step away from the container.
"I know you liked this gift." The distorted voice of the killer stated with a chuckle.
"You son of a bitch, you weren't gonna let them live you just did this to send us on a wild goose chase." She shot out with venom in her tone.
"Let's not forget to give you a taste of what Marcus felt after watching that tape." he replied with venom in his tone. "And you're right, I wasn't gonna let those people live but more importantly I wanted you to know that this game is approaching the end." He added.
"This ends with you and handcuffs." She replied.
"Still trying to play the good girl who believes in the system aren't you. Tell me Ali why do you allow Mark to kill so many and get away with it, but when I do it it's wrong?" he asked with an evil chuckle.
"Because you kill innocent people who don't deserve to be killed." She shot back.
"So they deserve to be killed. You have broken the mold of an officer and believe that people in this world deserve to be killed. I guess Mark is rubbing off on you. So tell me do I deserved to be killed?" he asked.
"No you deserve to rot in a hole for the rest of your life." She shot back.
"And it's that answer that makes me happy why I had a next play setup for you." He replied to Alison's confusion.
"What next play-." The FIB Agent asked with venom in her tone just as the killer hung up his phone and she sent a look to the crate where she noticed the officers moving the dead bodies where she noticed that one of them was connected to a trip wire.
"NO GET OUT OF THERE!" she yelled before running to the container just as the officer broke the trip wire and set off an explosive device that was hidden under one of the bodies that quickly went up and created a fiery explosion that was loud enough to earn everyone's attention and powerful enough to knock Alison off her feet and send her flying backwards for several feet before sliding against the ground.
"Damn!" she said through foggy eyes as she noticed fire coming from the container while the smell of burning flesh filled the air as NOOSE Officers who'd been set on fire from the explosion ran around or tried to roll to put out the flames on their bodies. "Damn you!" said Alison as she layed her head back just as EMT's approached her loaded her onto a stretcher and put her in the back of an ambulance.
Her vision was blurry and the world seemed to be in a haze to Alison but the feeling in her legs were still there so she easily made out the feeling of someone rubbing her right leg.
"Until next time Alison Trueblood." The voice was somewhat distorted in Alison's ringing ears but she could make out that it was a man despite their hands being somewhat small. His face was a mystery to her though because of her blurred vision. All she could make out was a Caucasian man in black hoodie slipping into the crowd.
Authors Note: And that seems like a good place to stop with not so much of a cliffhanger but an ominous ending that was somewhat inspired from that ending scene of the movie Phone Booth. If you've never watched it I recommend it.
The National Guard being called into New Arcadia is based off something similar that happened the years following Hurricane Katrina. Before Katrina the brown population of New Orleans wasn't that high but after Katrina the brown population exploded with mostly Mexican Migrants and people from Texas.
Naturally being the new face they didn't have it easy and were targets to gangsters and because of so they started their own gangs such as how the Brown Pride Vagos are in this story. They're the result of that violence. The violence between both sides was so bad that the National Guard was called in to maintain order.
Another thing that happened because of that war between black and brown was that most of the fighting was done in the 3rd Ward and because of this New Orleans city planning actually torn down two major High Rise Projects in the 3rd. I show the Roman Boyz being based in the 3rd but they mostly operate in the housing projects in the 2nd because they don't have anymore high rises or housing projects in the 3rd. Instead they have these town houses that mostly white people live in so it's kinda a form of gentrification because the prices of those town houses are high as hell.
And I can tell you this but something similar will happen in the Rose District in what was once the Vagos territory that was destroyed last chapter.
At that time the National Guard being here crime did drop a little but they were only there for a little over two weeks. Along with the housing projects being torn down the police took down a great deal of the brown gangs and it forced the gangsters from the 3rd to scatter across the city.
The character Curtis Roman is visually inspired off rapper AZ and he'll play a role a bigger role later in the story and if you haven't guessed it the character King is the older brother of Lil King from Onkwehonwe story Concrete Jungle. If you follow it you know that Lil King is originally from New Arcadia and was a Balla here while his brother is locked up in prison and since this is the same universe me and Onkwehonwe decided to put it to use.
The Radio Station K-K-Klassics is sorta a FOX News Parody and the stuff they talk about on their kinda self-explanatory.
The Wild Goose Chase that the serial killer had Alison go on was kinda based off the plot from the movie Saw II where the detective was racing to find his son who was a part of a sick game. As you can probably guess he seems to be fucking more with Alison's head then he was before.
The boat chase scene was actually something I've been planning for a while and I may add another because this one to me wasn't that long and if you look at GTA V they have the biggest assortment of boats and watercrafts but there are many missions that actually take place on the water which to me doesn't really fit.
The BGA characters Blue and Elijah are visually based off Laurence Fishburne and Billy Dee Williams. With some many characters that are connected with Onda in this part of the story it only made sense to add some characters from the BGA side and next chapter they'll play another role to the plot.
The Sergeant Major Hadley is visually based of Clancy Brown and his character from the Shawshank Redemption.
Felix and Adahy going after Mark and Ana's laundered money is sorta his way of showing rebellion against Mark and how he's changed allegiances in this war.
Stick around for next chapter as Miller and Viktor's funeral is invaded by unwanted guest that leads to Mark and Neto going round 2, Felix makes his change of sides official, and Alison gets some advice from Ana that leads to her questioning her relationship with both Mark and Steve.
Thank you all for reading have a nice day.
