Chapter 40: What's the K in Kill stand For…Karma
New Arcadia (1 Day Later)
"Mark!" came a soft and soothing voice that whistled into the ear of the youngest Roman who found himself still in a deep sleep. The Louisiana Creole soon found himself starting to stir awake as he felt something wet and velvet like slowly circle around his left ear in a soothing manner.
"Lover." The voice added before Mark gave a low moan, slowly opened his eyes, and noticed that he was lying flat on his bed in only his boxer shorts while a familiar Chinese woman wear only a black lingerie night gown was straddling him with a smile on her face as she looked deeply into his eyes.
"Hey!" Mark let out before moving to wrap his arms around Ana only to discover that both his hands were tied to the rails of the bed using what he could guess was a small string that was tied rather tightly.
He then watched as Ana rolled over to the side of the bed, grabbed Mark's phone, and put on the song Gravity by John Mayer. The IAA Agent then moved to the side of the bed and grabbed glass of red wine and started to take a sip from it while Mark eyed her with a confused expression.
His expression soon faded as Ana poured the cold glass of wine onto his chest and watched as it rolled down his torso. Then with a her usual cold smile she bent down and processed to lick the wine of Mark's chest and tracing a line all the way down to his bellybutton where she started to plant several kisses that caused him to let out another moan of satisfaction.
"I thought I was on punishment?" he asked while trying to keep the lust hidden in his expression.
"Yes you are, but you don't mind if I play with you for a bit?" she asked while continuing to lick his chest.
"I don't know." Mark shot back causing Ana to smile and chuckle. She liked it when guys played hard to get, it was amusing because she knew she could always break them.
"We can stop if you want." She whispered out before grinding herself against Mark's already hardening member. His boxer shorts weren't offering much of protection because he could feel the woman's lower lips actually rubbing against his erection. "You want me to stop?"
Asking that again she then took another step and kissed Mark's lower abdomen where his new tattoo was placed. The IAA Agent then grabbed the bottom of her gown and pulled it over her head before tossing it to the other side of the room leaving her bare in only her hot pink underwear.
"Do you?" she asked again with her usual cold smile causing Mark to let out another moan before he finally answered with a "Kiss Me!"
His order was quickly met as Ana moved her mouth to his and proceeded to give Mark a kiss that Mark didn't want to end as he felt the woman run her fingers down his chest until her right hand moved inside his pants and started to stroke his already erect member.
She then crawled off top of him and lowered herself until she was eye level with his boxers. The sadistic IAA Agent then slowly pulled down Mark's boxers, while continuing to stroke him, before watching as his trouser snake popped out and pointed high to the ceiling.
"Someone's really happy to see me." Ana let out with her usual cold smile as she looked down at Mark's penis and noticed that he was already starting to secrete precum and more so then she'd seen before. Mark had told her he wasn't sleeping with anyone in Mexico and he hadn't fucked anyone since he left. Six months without fucking, he was keeping in a lot that was just begging to be let out.
With that in mind Ana quickly positioned herself so that her bare breast were resting on Mark's right leg causing the youngest Roman to let out another moan as he felt her nipples poke into him. She then stuck out her tongue and started to lick up his precum. She started from the base and worked her way to his tip for three short lick in the manner as one would and ice cream cone. The IAA Agent then rolled her tongue along his tip to get any remained while Mark gave another low groan as he bald his subdued hands into fist.
Then with her right hand still positioned on the Creole's shaft she took him into her mouth and started to suck him off causing Mark to let out a shiver as he felt her warm wet mouth surround his erection and send a wave of pleasure through him that caused him to shake his legs. She had deepthroated him from the start just to get that reaction out of him. She liked seeing him like this helpless and under her whim. It's what gave her the most pleasure in sex, to be in control. Power was truly sexy with her.
As she proceeded to bob her head up and down on Mark's member the youngest Roman couldn't help but to look at the ceiling and try to think of something that would take his mind off the sexy woman going down on him right now. On a scale of one to ten in blowjobs she was giving him maybe an eight if he had to guess. He then switched that to a ten as she deepthroated him again but this time shook her head so that she rattled him in her mouth before pulling him out with a loud pop.
She was giving him the full ten and that's not something a man whose six months without sex needed because Mark could already feel his climax slowly approaching as Ana continued to slide his member in and out of her mouth at a fast pace that Mark wasn't really prepared for.
"Ana I'm gonna-." He started before hearing a loud popping sound that echoed over the music as Ana pulled him out of his mouth and the cold night air assaulted his moist member.
"What gives?" he asked while noticing Ana smiling at him with a sadistic look on her face.
"This is your punishment." She said while taking her hands off his erection and her breast from his leg leaving him bare. "You're not the one in control of your orgasms." She let out to Mark's confusion. "I say when you get to cum and when you can't and right now I don't think you deserve it."
"You're cruel." Mark let out while Ana merely smiled at him before planting a kiss on his torso.
"I know." She said with her icy smile as she watched Mark's erection twitch for a form of pleasure that wasn't coming from anywhere. This was a cruel form of torture and one of the worst Mark will admit he's gone through. Here he was tied up, being greatly pleasured, but left out in the cold air.
"Talk about blue balls." Mark let out before Ana punched him once in face and caused him to fall back.
"Now you have blue balls and black eyes." She let out while Mark opened his eyes and noticed that the IAA Agent had changed position so that know when he was looking up he was seeing her bright pink panties covering her lower region while she was facing the other way.
"If you want to finish I suggest you give it your all." She replied while Mark moved to speak out against her treatment only to be silenced as Ana dropped herself down onto his face causing him to go silent for a few seconds before sticking his tongue out so that he could slide it against her clothed pussy.
"Whenever you lick me you twitch more are you getting off on this?" she asked with a chuckle while Mark continued to take in her taste.
"I missed the way you taste." He let out while kissing her on the clit causing Ana to let out a shutter of her own before she smiled back at him.
"Good answer." She let out while plucking his erection with her fingers before taking him back into her mouth while he continued to eat her out.
With the combination of his saliva and her own juices the front of her panties were soaked but Ana didn't seem to mind as she continued to take in Mark's penis and massage his balls as she went. As Mark started to build up another climax Ana quickly pulled him out of her mouth and looked back to notice Mark give another low groan.
"I've got an offer for you Mark." Ana let out while Mark took his mouth away from her vagina. "I want to try something new and if you let me do it I'll let you cum. If not then well, I guess we're gonna be in this stalemate all night. What do you say?" she asked with her usual sick smile before lifting herself off Mark so that he could speak.
"I'll do anything for you." He replied earning a nod and a smile from Ana who couldn't help but to evilly chuckle.
"Good boy." She replied while moving to kiss him on his member before taking his erection back into her mouth and proceeded to suck him off with more vigor then she had the first time. Mark didn't know exactly what she wanted to do with him but right now he wasn't really in the mood for declining.
Besides what's the worse she could do.
"FINALLY!" Mark yelled out as Ana deepthroated his member and he erupted into her mouth. A volcano would have been a great comparison for the youngest Roman as Ana pulled him out of her mouth and gave a loud cough as Mark continued to fire of loads cum that caught her by surprise and got her in the face and on her chest. She knew he was holding onto a lot but she wasn't expecting that much.
As Mark gave a low satisfied moan, Ana quickly climbed off top of him and made her way to the bathroom she could wash the cum out of her face while Mark layed back chuckling. Considering what he had just went through he wasn't too sorry about her right now.
After a few moments of washing Ana returned to the bedroom with her usual sadistic smile as she walked over to the bed and eyed Mark closely.
"Would you accept a false apology?" he asked while Ana kissed him on the stomach.
"Don't worry I'm about to get it." She replied while moving to give Mark a few more kisses before running her tongue over his member and then slowly taking him back into her mouth. He didn't know what the big deal about this was. It wasn't nothing he couldn't take…or so he though.
"AYYY!" Mark let out with a loud yelp as he bucked like a wild horse only to be knocked back down by Ana who smiled devilishly at Mark as she slowly started to rub his anus with her lubricant covered index finger. "Wait can we talk about this?" he asked.
"You already agreed to it so there is no talking." She replied while moving to stroke Mark off. "Don't worry I'll be gentle." She added just as Mark went to protest only to be silenced as Ana slid her finger into his back entrance and caused him to give a loud shiver of discomfort as he felt her hold her finger in place for a few seconds.
"Easy easy, just stay calm and relax." She stated while Mark looked at her with a confused look. "Relax, and let me make you feel good." She replied before moving to take his member back into her mouth while slowly beginning to pull her finger out of him and then sliding it back in.
Mark didn't feel comfortable doing this but he had to admit it was starting to feel a little better and the added pleasure of Ana sucking him off wasn't too bad either. Still as a man he didn't feel right doing this, he knew though when it came down to Ana there wasn't many boundaries between the two. She would live out his deepest pleasures and fantasies and make them come true, so he had to suck it up. If this was something she wanted. He had to endure and take it.
"Ana…I'm starting to like it." He let out while Ana chuckled before pulling him out of her mouth then looking up at him with a smile.
"I'm glad because this is all for you." She let out while moving to massage his balls and area between his anus and balls. This seemed to be causing Mark to blush like he'd never done before as he felt his climax starting to build up like never before as he felt Ana push against his G-Spot and force him to give a low moan as he felt more precum starting to leak from his tip.
As she got the taste of him back into her mouth Ana quickly pulled him out and looked into his lust filled eyes before asking "Are you ready?"
With this Mark gave a quick nod as Ana pulled her finger out of him and tossed the finger cot she was wearing into the trashcan next to the bed before standing up in front of the youngest Roman who watched her pull off her panties with a slight smile.
The woman then lowered herself down until Mark's erection was literally swallowed up inside of her. As he took in the feeling of being back inside the woman Mark couldn't help but to feel himself give a low moan as Ana moved to untie his hands and watched as they quickly moved to the back of her head pulled her down so that she and Mark could share another deep kiss that neither wanted to end.
With that Ana slowly started to grind onto the erection of the youngest Roman before moving to bouncing ontop of him while he moved both of his hands over her breast and started to massage them both.
He should have been angry for being put in the position she'd stuck him in, but right now he just wanted to take in the warmth and wetness the woman had to offer. So he quickly lifted himself up so that Ana could sit in his lap and continue to bounce on him but so that he could also kiss her as they fucked.
"Right there." Said Ana as she bit down on Mark's lower lip and gently tugged on it before Mark moved to kiss her on the side of the neck and hold her closer to himself.
They soon shared another kiss and Ana found herself falling backwards onto the bed so that now Mark was on top of her. As he kissed her both of her breast and ran his tongue down her cleavage Ana quickly moved to kiss him on the top of her head as he thrust inside and out of her at a slow and gentle pace.
"Shit!" Ana whispered out as she felt her second climax approaching while Mark did the same. As the duo looked into each others eyes they could help but to inwardly nod at each other in unisons as Mark moved to suck on the side of Ana's neck while she dug her fingernails into his back to the point where blood was leaking from the wounds.
"There!" they both yelled out in unison as they felt themselves reach their climax at the same time and with an intensity that it left them both limp as Ana felt the youngest Roman spilling himself inside of her she couldn't help but to rub the back of his head in a soothing manner before moving to give him a quick kiss on the lips then pulling him down so that he could rest his head on her chest.
"Don't ever leave me like that again." She whispered out while Mark planted three kisses on her toned stomach before confirming that he never will.
17thWard (2 Days Later)
The drive to the 17th Ward wasn't long for Alison as she found herself parking her car across the street from a rundown two story that looked as though it was being remodeled with carpenters and builders making their way in and out of the building with various tools and equipment.
The sight seemed to confuse the FIB Agent. She'd been told to come here by Link and was told this place was secret and one piece of them stepping forward so she came running, but she never expected this.
As she made her way inside of the building she quickly noticed the many of the workers building up the interior of the building and adding an open section to the top floor. The sight reminded her of ants working on a nest and seemed to be confusing her along with the sound of power tools going off in the background.
"You like it?" asked Link as he approached Alison from behind and caused the woman to look back at him.
"Mind telling me what it is?" she asked with a confused expression on her face.
"This is The Hole in the Wall and your answer to us going legit." He replied causing her to raise an eyebrow. "It's a night club we're opening up. It's a work in progress right now but it should be up and running within a few weeks." He added.
"I'm still confused how can you boys own and operate night club?" she asked with a raised brow.
"Well none of us have actual prison records so buying the building and obtaining a liquor license was pretty easy, we used to operate a similar club in Sunbelt so that gives us a little experience, and I doubt we need to talk about where the money for all of this came from." He stated while Alison eyed him closely.
"Still a night club is a big step up and how are you guys gonna run it without having police coming through here everyday?" she asked with concern in her voice.
The duo was then interrupted by a loud crashing sound as Davey, Eddy, and Buck walked through the front door carrying a man with a black bag over his head and wearing a black leather jacket over a blue t-shirt, blue jeans, and white shoes.
"Be cool don't say anything, be cool don't say anything, be cool don't say anything." Buck repeated while moving past the workers who didn't seem to care what the boys were doing.
As the trio passed Alison though they quickly gave her a quick smile and wave before heading into a backroom where Alison and Link quickly followed them and watched them set the man down in a chair.
"What the hell is this?" she asked before watching Link approach the man with a slight smile on her face.
"This is the guy whose gonna be running the club on paper." Link shot back before pulling the mask off the man's face and revealing a Caucasian man with short blonde hair, baby blue eyes, and a confused look on his face while a ball gag was in his mouth.
"I've seen this guy before." Alison replied while Link nodded his head.
"This is Miles Duffy, you may remember him from our trip to Sunbelt. He's a BSU like us." Link replied before looking to the trio and asking "Did anyone see you take him?"
"Not really but we already know they're gonna come approach us over him." Davey shot back while Link pulled the ball gag out of the BSU members mouth and watched him cough.
"You know if you guys wanted to talk all you had to do was call." He replied while letting out another cough.
"Where's the fun in that?" Eddy shot back.
"You guys are fucking assholes." Miles shot back while Link chuckled.
"Alright then Miles your ears weren't covered so I know you heard us talking. So what do you say about a change of scenery?" Link asked with a slight smile.
"You know me brother, I like the numbers I'm offered more than anything else." He shot back while Link nodded his head.
"Then he's in." he shot back while Alison sent a look to the four BSU members and decided to poke the elephant in the room.
"Where are Mark, Lee, Jimmy, and Manfred?" she asked with a raised brow.
"Manfred is meeting with an electrical company about getting some electricity in this place and he's also out getting a some security cameras for the place." Link shot back with a half-smile. "Lee and Jimmy are out handling some kinda business and Mark is-." The blonde man started before trailing off.
Elsewhere
The sound of scribbling seemed to be the only thing being heard in the bedroom of the youngest Roman as he found himself sitting on the edge of the bed with a notebook in hand scribbling away at a picture of the sleeping Asian Beauty that lay beside him.
He had drawn much of her face, compared to the rest of her body but he had gotten a lot of details into the drawing. After finishing up he couldn't help but to look at the woman and take in the sight of her. She was entirely naked with only her lower half and one of breast being covered by a blanket as she slept on her right side.
After taking in her sight for a few seconds Mark slowly reached to the dresser on his side of the bed and grabbed his cellphone before pointing it at the sleeping woman and taking a picture of her. It would sound creepy to take a picture of a sleeping person, but he didn't care. While sleeping that seemed to be the only time the woman did have her often cold demeanor on her face and that was indeed a rare sight.
As Mark went to rub her on her leg Ana couldn't help but to let out a low purr as she was stirred awake before looking up at the smiling Roman who sat just next to her.
"Morning." He greeted which Ana returned before watching him move to kiss her on the top of the head.
"I guess someone is more happy now?" she asked earning a slight chuckle from Mark.
"Last night you just made me realize how much more I loved you." He let out with a chuckle before Ana wrapped her arms around his neck and brought him close to her.
"I have to go." She let out to Mark's confusion as he looked up at her and noticed the serious look on her face. "It's just for a few days." She added while he nodded his head.
"Another top secret mission I can't help you out with?" he asked earning a nod from the woman. "Is it about that bomb that was set off in Liberty?" he asked.
"And the attack on the ICE Facility in Blaine County you still haven't talked about." She shot back.
"I told you, I've talked to almost everyone I met within the Madraza Cartel I met and none of them are talking about doing that. They don't know about anyone who was involved in that." He added while Ana lifted herself off the bed and moved to the edge.
"If you ask me though I don't think that the Cartel had anything to do with that?" he replied while she chuckled.
"And why not?" she asked with a raised brow. "Only a few groups down there are stupid enough to try the US military." She let out.
"That's only if they have to." Mark replied while Ana watched him closely. "Who was in that facility…nobody important. Not Martin Madraza, any of his Capos, relatives, or even any of his soldiers just a bunch of random people who got caught trying to sneak in the country. You know what the Buchone's in Mexico call regular civilians…Campesinos or Peasants." He stated.
"They call them peasants because they're nothing but a bunch of poor people who have to live off the table scraps their offered and running away instead of going out and making the real money with the cartel. So why would some Sicarios from any Cartel risk their lives to go help a bunch of people they don't care for?" Mark asked with a raised brow.
"They blew a hole into the facility, maybe they weren't intending on letting people out and they just escaped when they saw the opportunity." Ana replied.
"Then they would have been gunned down for fun or kidnapped and either brought back to Mexico to be ransomed off to their families for the safety or shot dead by the Cartel to send a message and keep the word that they were involved in those attacks a secret and that the only way to get across the border safely is through them." The Creole replied. "I've lived amongst those psychopath's for many weeks and I can tell you to your face…they don't do anything for the good of anyone but themselves." He finished while Ana took a few seconds to let exactly what he told her sink in before responding.
"That'll be determined later." She replied before turning to face the youngest Roman. "Do you have enough time for a shower with me or are you already running late for your meeting with the family?" she asked.
"I always have time for you." He shot back before rolling out of the bed and followed her into the bathroom.
Metra, Lincoln Parish
The drive to Metra wasn't long for Task and Adahy as they pulled their truck up in front of the safe house of Ernesto who had returned from his trip to Sunbelt with a vengeance. Word was already spreading of an attack against the 4th Ward last night and another one coming, and it seemed the two had been drafted for the job.
As the duo entered the safehouse they quickly spotted the Onda member standing in the middle of the room with Felix, Loka, Miguel, Lady Joker, Cruz and three more Azteca members one of which neither had seen before. He was a rather tall burly man of obvious Mexican and Salvadoran descent with short black hair and wearing a bright blue bandanna over his head, a white wife-beater, khaki pants, and black shoes.
"What's going on?" asked Task as he eyed the group closely.
"Where going after the other 4th Ward Fags that hurt my sister." Lady Joker shot back with anger in her voice.
"Some of us are at least." Ernesto shot back while putting his hand on the shoulder of the girl.
"I thought two of the guys were going to prison and the other guy was AWOL?" asked Adahy.
"Yeah and we still haven't found that one guy, but we know exactly where the other two guys are and we're they're going?" Ernesto shot back to the groups confusion.
"The duo were in holding but now they're being transported to Arcadia Parish Prison and don't let the name fool you because it's actually a jail. Just another backwards piece of shit this state likes to do." Miguel pointed out with anger in his voice.
"Arcadia Parish Prison is damn near another Ward for New Arcadia Gangsters and a hell zone for us." Stated Cruz. "The population there is over eighty percent black and they have to put our boys in PC or house them separately just to keep them safe." He added.
"If they get inside of that jail they'll be more then protected from us. Even if we reach out to guys outside we'll never be able to touch those guys." Loka retorted.
"Why not get a CO to do it for you?" asked Adahy.
"Not many brown guard work in that facility and I doubt we can go to anyone else." Ernesto shot back.
"So you're trying to hit them while they're in transit to the prison?" Task asked with a raised brow.
"It's the only viable option at the moment." The Onda member shot back while eyeing the duo closely. "Are you in it, we could use the extra backup?" he asked.
"You already know my answer." Adahy shot back while all eyes fell on Task.
"Yeah I'm in." he shot back before watching Ernesto nod his head.
"Alright then Carnale take it over." He said before looking to the new gangster that caught Task and Adahy's eye earlier. "This is Beto and he'll be going over how we're gonna pull this off." Ernesto replied.
"What makes him so special?" asked Felix.
"Your old friends, the GA, and the Carcer City gangs aren't the only ones who have someone with military training now." Loka shot back earning the attention of the man of Quechan descent.
"I was in the Marines and served in Afghanistan, can you say you've got any better skills under your belt amigo?" Beto asked while eyeing Felix closely.
"Alright this is how we're gonna do this-." He started.
17thWard
The sound of arguing seemed to fill the warehouse outside of Mackey's Fishery as Lee, Jimmy, and Robbie found themselves in the middle of an intense argument between Maurice, Martin, Marrick, and Keegan Roman, Andre, Rico, Courtney, Sonny, Luna, and Slim. The BSU members had gathered the heads of all their allies together, which consisted of themselves the Roman Boyz, the 17th Ward's Independent Drug Dealers, Voodoo Park Ballas, the Vietnamese Mafia Destined to Destroy, and Luna and her small number of Cuban allies. It was going to be their first joint attack against Joe, the BGA, and their new enforcement arm the GA. So far though not much coordinating was being down.
"This isn't getting anywhere." Said Jimmy.
"You're damn right it's not if you think I'm gonna open my territory up to these…people." Maurice yelled out while looking to Luna and Sonny.
"We aren't here to discuss territory we're here to plan action." Replied Lee.
"Action is good, but I have some problems with working with some of the people here." Stated Sonny as he sent a look to Maurice and Marrick.
"Hey we ain't the ones who shot up and lynched your boys." The middle Roman retorted.
"Yes but we know damn well you target us just as much as you do brown." Sonny shot back.
"And why's he here?" Andre asked while all eyes fell on Slim.
"Shit I'm down with this shit to, Lee invited me the same as you." Slim shot back.
"Don't mean any of us trust you." Maurice shot back.
"Well then you better learn to trust him." Came a familiar voice that caused everyone in the room to turn their heads and watch as Mark entered the room with a serious look on his face and a small map in his hands. "Right now we're the underdogs in this city and we each have a common enemy in the forces that be whether they are the BGA, the GA, or the 4th Ward." He stated while eyeing the group closely.
"Today is our day to strike back against them, so if you're in shut up and listen or leave. The choice is yours." Mark shot back while eyeing the group angrily before watching them go silent.
"Good!" he said before tossing the map on the table.
"So when are we going to discuss the splitting of territory?" asked Maurice.
"Territory won't be discussed until we solve the problem at hand, so stop asking that." Mark stated earning an angry look from his father that he only ignored.
"Alright today we're making our presence felt across this city with two simultaneous separate attacks." He let out to the surprise of the group. "Father you and Marrick still have sway over a number of the gangsters within the 3rd and 2nd Ward who are now working under the GA as dealers. Let them know it is time for us to make their move, take back your territory, and kill anyone that gets in the way." Mark stated.
"Even those that sided with the GA in the first place?" asked Martin.
"Of course." Shot Marrick.
"No, we need numbers and they can provide it." Mark stated. "If they take up arms with you then they can be used by you but if they pull a gun on you…make an example of them." He added.
"Alright but that bitch Train gonna die though. He's been the asshole that took our spot from us and having been keeping the GA in our hoods." Yelled Marrick.
"Do what you must." Mark replied before sending a look to Andre and Rico.
"Holly Park was once our main headquarters, now it's the GA's main stronghold in New Arcadia. My brothers will fight beside you as you walk into the neighborhood and burn their encampment." Mark replied.
"And what about you?" asked Rico as the Balla eyed Mark closely.
"I'll be in the 2nd Ward backing up my brother when they move to take the housing project." Mark shot back to the surprise of the BSU Members and the 17th Ward Gangster.
"What, but you said it yourself Holly Park is a GA stronghold and what if we run into those fucking soldiers?" asked Rico with anger in his tone while Mark merely chuckled.
"They won't be there, right now they're licking their wounds in a safehouse somewhere in the swamps so you won't worry about them." He shot back while eyeing the Balla OG closely. "Besides you have my brothers with you, I trust them with guns more than I trust anyone from their side." Mark shot back while looking at Maurice, Marrick, and Keegan.
"Fuck you too then cuz." Replied Keegan.
"If things get too dicy though, I'll make my way there but until then fight like you mean it." Mark declared while eyeing the group closely.
"All of you want to fight and you want back what's yours well today is the day to take it, so go in there and tear those assholes apart." He ordered before walking away with Lee, Jimmy, and Robbie following behind him as he made his way out of the building and to his car.
"Inspirational speech and good plan, but do you really think we can pull this off?" Lee asked while watching the youngest Roman pop the trunk of his car and reveal something to them that literally made their eyes water.
"It's time we put Task's weapon to use." Mark replied before reaching into the trunk of his car and pulling out a M32 Grenade Launcher and tossing it to Lee who quickly caught it. "I have this thing about sharing my toys so take good care of it and you can get this when I'm done with it." He added while pulling out a SPAS 12 Shotgun and presenting it to Lee who nodded his head with a smile.
"Don't worry I got this." Lee replied with a wicked smile.
"I don't think Alison and NAPD will like the idea of what we're about to do." Stated Jimmy as he looked down at the Grenade Launcher closely while Lee looked it over.
"They won't, but if they want the process of getting their guns faster they're gonna have to accept it because this will speed the process up by weeks." He replied with a sick smile before springing the question. "Where is she?"
Elsewhere
A loud grunt seemed to fill the air of the warehouse in the 9th Ward as Doom found himself struggling to stand on his feet just Queen rushed over to him with her arm and side still covered in bandages.
"Take it easy you shouldn't be moving so soon." She let out while forcing him back down on his makeshift bed while he gave a low growl.
"I'm gonna kill that fucking piece of shit." Doom let out while Queen nodded her head.
"And I'll hold his bitch ass down while you chop his head off, but we can't do that with both of us layed out like this." She shot back with anger in her tone while Doom remained silent.
"How Lonzo?" he asked while looking to the woman.
"I been keeping him medicated so he can't feel the pain, but I doubt he's ever gonna use it again." She replied while Doom lowered his head. "Mark didn't just dislocate his elbow he forced his whole bone out of place. The shit was poking through his skin and I doubt a fucking doctor can fix that shit." She added.
"And that won't stop him from trying to fight that motherfucker either." Doom shot back while Queen nodded her head.
"Where the fuck did he learn to do something like that anyway?" she asked causing Doom to look up at her closely. "We read his file and know who he is. Aside from a few niggas from the block teaching him how to shoot and some practice there ain't nothing that says he should be able to break a dude elbow like that. Let alone go toe to toe with someone with military training." She added while Doom nodded his head.
"Adaptability." Came a familiar voice that caused the duo to turn their heads and notice Muujai approaching them with a serious look on his face. "It's a trait Mark has that the BGA wanted when they thought about bringing him in. If he can't beat something, he adapts to fighting it…and winning against it." He finished while the duo eyed him closely.
"Have you been able to make contact with your bosses in the Kin Nation about getting us what we need?" he asked with concern in his voice. This seemed to draw a chuckle from Doom as the sound of fear in the Somalian man's voice brought him close to full-fledged laughter.
"If I didn't know any better I would think you were afraid of Mark coming here and taking you out." He let out while Muujai eyed him closely.
"Actually I'm very much aware of situation. I know it's only a matter of time before Mark comes barging through those doors and starts taking heads. I imagine I'll be the first one to go, but until that does come we're going to fight him through it." He stated while Queen chuckled.
"I don't matter where that motherfucker show his head. We got goons all across the 2nd, 3rd, and 17th Ward. If him or any of his white boys stick their heads out they gonna get murked for show." She let out while Muujai remained silent.
"I hope you're right." He dryly let out before walking out of the room and leaving the duo to talk amongst themselves while he pulled out his cellphone and dialed a familiar number.
New Arcadia Business District
The drive to the business district seemed short for Alison as she found herself parking her car across the street from the famed New Arcadia Riverwalk. Like most cities near a large body of water New Arcadia had it's own Boardwalk, but instead of having it made of boards it was made of bricks and looked more modern then some others.
There were a number of shops, restaurants, and hotels around the long stretch of water but Alison was easily able to spot the familiar Creole sitting on the hood of his Duke sending a half smile her way as she walked over to him.
"Did you like the club?" he asked with a slight smile.
"It's coming along nicely, but I think you still have a ways to go." She replied while Mark let out a half-chuckle.
"Yeah, but you know me I don't slow down until I get what I want." He shot back sounding as sexual as he could so that he could earn a familiar blush from the redhead that caused her to look away from him with confusion on her face.
"You're cheery this morning." She let out while Mark nodded his head.
"You can thank Ana for that." He replied causing Alison to look up at him and noticed the slight smile on his face.
"You had sex?" she asked earning a nod from the youngest Roman.
"Yeah and I never knew I could be deprived." He replied while she looked away from him. "She's gone now though." He replied causing the FIB Agent to look up at him with wide eyes.
"What do you mean she's gone?" she asked with concern evident in her tone.
"I'm guessing you know about that bomb that destroyed that building in Liberty since it's been the talk of the news or somewhat. Tell me what are they calling it a gas leak or some dumbass with a bad spark plug" He replied to her confusion. "That building was an IAA cover facility and it was no accident it was destroyed. Someone planted a bomb there and stole some very classified information." he replied to her shock.
"What why aren't they saying anything?" she asked with a raised voice.
"Because they don't want the public knowing that they had a facility in Liberty, they don't want to stir another terrorist attack panic, and because they want to go after whoever did this silently when they find out who they are." He replied while Alison stood in silence for a few seconds to let the news she'd just receive sink in.
She then looked up at Mark and asked him a question that he already knew was gonna come flying his way. "Why aren't you with her?"
"I maybe Ana's personal soldier but the IAA aren't gonna let none members touch this so I'm here, but if she needs me she'll know I'll come running." He replied while Alison gave a slight nod before she watched him lean his back against his car. "I know you're probably just as worried about her as I am, but Ana's a big girl and you've seen what she can do so she's in good hands." He let out while Alison gave a slight blush before looking away from him.
"You still haven't given us information on those guns or the killer and my bosses are growing impatient." She let out while Mark remained silent for a few seconds before deciding to speak up.
"Get in!" he let out to her confusion before she watched him slide over to the drivers side of his car. "We're going for a little ride and we can talk while we ride." He let out while Alison angrily shook her confused head before sliding into the passengers side of the car.
As Mark drove away from the Riverwalk Alison couldn't help but to look out the window and watch the people go by with an emotionless expression on her face while the song Narcissistic Cannibal by Korn blasted on the radio. Without any notice though she quickly remedied the problem and grabbed Mark's music player before going through it.
She didn't care for hearing the sound of loud rock music right now but she did want to hear something softer. The FIB Agent wasn't big on listening to music when it first came out but Mark was and he discovered a lot of older music he found a taste for rather quickly.
Without thinking though she quickly clicked on the song Kicker by Sandy Alex G and after doing she expected to be assaulted by more loud hardcore music but instead she was met with a much softer surprise. The song was slow, peaceful, yet upbeat in its sound with a light ride cymbal and groovy bass compliment.
"Good choice. I thought about us a lot when I hear this song." Mark let out to Alison's confusion before she noticed the smile form of the face of the youngest Roman.
"White bird in a black cloud, you flap, eyes rolled back, medicine gave you a heart attack." He sang to the surprise of the woman. The song wasn't sexual in nature but it seemed he was able to make it that way with just being himself. She had to admit though whenever she was with him her eyes were rolling back and it was almost like he was trying to give her a heart attack.
"Big fight for a small right, first flight, into white light, pull the trigger love at first bite." Upon hearing him sing those words though the FIB Agent couldn't help but to think of the Creole himself. He was a leader in a big fight that would only lead to a small right for him and into a new place he'd never been before. "Big plan for a big man, tough change, for a tough guy twitchin' out the corner of your eye." He added while sending a look to Alison and moving his head in the process earning a slight smile from the woman.
She had to admit the song was quite jammy with its smooth ride and lyrics that seemed to be concentrated in just one long burst. but it rides smooth. There was no discouragement from it, it was beautiful. Short and beautiful.
Before she could hear him get to the end of it though she found her FIB senses going off in her head so she quickly turned the radio down and looked to the youngest Roman with a serious look in her eyes as he stopped at a redlight. "You're dodging the question." She let out while he looked away from her.
"I'm not dodging it…I just wanted to have a decent conversation before you get pissed off at me." He replied to her confusion as the light turned green and he sent his Duke flying past the stop. "Word is the Apostles are running into some roadblocks with other leaders in the Kin Nation. They don't like the idea of sending all the firepower they're requesting to a city like New Arcadia. They think they're giving up a lot for too little." He stated while Alison nodded her head.
"So the guns aren't coming?" she asked.
"They are, just at a slow pace…until after today." He stated to her confusion before realization hit her at his statement.
"You're making a move against them?" she asked.
"I am, but not just me. The Roman Boyz, the Ballas, everyone the GA has pushed around...we're taking back our hoods today." He replied to her shock. "The added pressure should help speed up their gun delivery when they see that we're a bigger threat then they will ever think." He shot back while Alison remained in silence.
"You said you were going to change." She let out.
"And I am but I can't do that with this big ass target on my back and if I have to drop a bunch of people to get there I will." He declared while Alison looked away from him.
"I'm guessing I can't talk you out of this?" she asked with little emotion in her tone.
"You can talk me out of it and try to convince Lee and the others, but whether we're taking part in it or not my family and the Ballas are still going to strike." He retorted.
"Is that why you brought me here, it keep me in the loop of your murders?" she asked with a hint of anger and sadness in her tone.
"No I brought you here, because I wanted you to hear about this from me than your boyfriend or any of your coworkers, or the news." He stated. "I love you Alison, and I'm gonna be straight with you from now on. This is just the start." He said while watching her look away from him.
"If you want to be straight with me then tell me who the New Arcadia Serial Killer is?" she asked to Mark's confusion. "This man has been harassing me for months and he almost killed me and Steve. I know you're not telling me who he is to protect me, but I need to know who he is before you throw him on the table like a fucking bargaining chip." She shot back with pure rage in her tone as she eyed Mark angrily.
"So tell me who he is now." She ordered earning a few seconds of silence from Mark before he responded.
"Patrick Spillman." He replied to her confusion.
"Patrick Spillman, you're not talking about-." She started before Mark cut her off.
"Yeah I am, it's the same Patrick that works for Devlin and worked with us on the Merryweather heist." He replied to her shock and confusion.
"That doesn't make sense why is he after me or you for that matter?" she asked.
"I don't know, but I'll be sure to ask him before I kill him." Mark shot back while looking away from Alison. "Whatever the reason though, I promised to protect you from him and I will and right now I know that cocksucker is in Los Santos doing some job for Devlin. He's miles away from you and if any of his goons come by and start shit I'm gonna be here to protect you." He let out while Alison eyed him closely as he took his hands within her own.
"I swear to you that." He shot back while looking the FIB Agent in the eyes while she tried to look away from him. His words stung, he'd protect her like he's always been doing. He was a killer protecting a cop, everything about them didn't seem right in any story.
"Ana said you had something to show me." She let out changing the subject to Mark's confusion before he merely nodded his head and moved to put his hands under his shirt before lifting it up and revealing the small tattoo on his midsection.
"A-M-A!" Alison let out with a raised brow.
"Ana, Mark, Alison or Alison, Mark, Ana whichever floats your boat." He let out with a half-smile earning a slight chuckle from Alison who was doing her best to push what she'd just learn out of her mind.
"You got my name tattooed on you?" she asked while he chuckled.
"I wanted to put the whole thing, but I didn't want things to be too complicated." He let out while Alison looked back down at the tattoo on his midsection before moving to run her hand over it. Nobody she'd ever been with was ever committed enough to ink her name on them. It was a strange sight to see but she had to admit to loving it.
As Mark felt her fingers glide over him he couldn't help but to feel the urge to let out a low moan that he had to quickly suppress just as Alison yanked her hand away from him.
"Sorry!" she let out while he merely chuckled before turning a corner and driving back to the Riverwalk but as he pulled his car to a complete stop and awaited for her to step out he was caught by surprise to see her not moving.
"Marcus, you going legit it's real right…you aren't lying to me are you?" she asked with a seriousness in her tone that the youngest Roman hadn't seen in a long time. "Don't lie to me here." She said before looking at him with tears already forming in her eyes.
"It is!" he finished while the woman nodded her head before moving to look away from him and then climbing out of his car as she stepped out though Mark couldn't help but to grab her hand and keep her in place.
"It's true…and when all of this is over you'll see that." He replied before letting her go and watching as she stood in place before speaking out.
"Do what you got to do." She let out before walking away from him and leaving the youngest Roman alone as he started up his car and drove away from the Riverwalk while she stood in silence.
Outside of New Arcadia
The scene before Ernesto seemed clear as he found himself standing in the tree line of a deep marshland that surrounded a road leading to the Arcadia Parish Prison. The prison bus was only a few miles away from reaching their location and the group seemed on edge from it.
As he looked around the area he quickly spotted Beto loading some kind of explosive near the road while Felix and Task flanked him with their Assault Rifles in their hands. Their goal wasn't to kill everyone on the bus or the guards but if they got in the way…they would gladly take them all out.
"How long do we have before the bus arrives?" asked Miguel as he walked up on his father with his M16A2 in his hands.
"Shouldn't be too long." Ernesto replied before turning to look back at the Onda member. "Remember to keep your trigger finger under control. We don't need to bring more heat down on us by killing cops." He added.
"I'll keep that in mind." Miguel stated before walking away while Ernesto took a deep breath in silence.
This wouldn't be his first time where he'll be on the otherside of a gun from the police. He was just hoping that it didn't end up like the last time when he lost his oldest son Luis. For that reason Ernesto was trying to play things a lot safer now. It would only be a quick snatch and grab for them not much blood and hopefully no loses.
"It's coming!" said Adahy as he came running out of the forest carrying his AK-47 while Ernesto looked down the road and noticed a silver prison bus speeding down the road.
"Alright everyone into your opinion." Yelled out Beto as walked away from the road with Felix and Task following close behind him as the bus started to head in their direction while the driver failed to notice the smoke detector placed near the center of the road.
"Wait for it." The former Marine called out while Ernesto kept his hands on his Beretta ARX160 Assault Rifle as he kneeled next to a tree as they watched the bus roll their way before passing up the smoke detector.
"NOW!" Beto yelled out before pressing a button on a detonator causing the small piece of C4 within the smoke detector to go up in a violent explosion that literally blew off one of the busses front tires, the side doors, and caused it to fall forward and start skidding while those inside were thrown around.
"What the fuck is this?" asked a Caucasian inmate with a swastika tattooed on the side of his neck as the driver looked to his partner and noticed the man reaching for his radio.
"This is Transport One and we're under-." He started before the sound of a gunshot caught everyone off-guard as they watched the man take a bullet in the head and fall to the ground with a large wound in the side of his head while the driver looked on in shock before moving to draw his Pistol.
"Put it down now." Task yelled out as he slowly approached the prison bus with his Rifle raised at the driver.
"Trust me man you don't want to die over a few prisoners." Ernesto added while watching as the driver raised his hands above his head just as Task stepped on the bus and took the gun from his hands.
"Whose our guys?" asked Felix as he stepped onto the bus with Ernesto and Adahy.
"Shit if y'all freeing a nigga then I'm the nigga you looking for." Replied a dark skinned African American man with a mouth full of gold teeth as he smiled at the group.
His response was met only by Miguel lifting up his Rifle and shooting him square in the center of the head to the shock of some of the other inmates as they watched the man's lifteless body slump into the seats.
"We ain't here to rescue anyone. We're here for the two Putos that raped and killed our girl." He shouted while Ernesto moved to grab his hand only for him to push him away. "So wards punks better tell us who they is before I put a bullet in everyone here." He shouted with venom in his tone just as Adahy hit another African American man in the mouth with the butt of his Rifle.
"You better pray you don't come where I'm going bitch!" the man yelled out to the Creek Warrior only to be struck in the mouth again while Beto punched a man who was from the 9th Ward in the mouth before shooting the man once in the leg.
"All we want to know is who did this shit and nobody else would get hurt." Yelled out Ernesto as Felix slammed the butt of his gun against the head of a man from the 3rd Ward.
"It's them niggas right there." Yelled out a man who must have been from the 6th Ward because of the tattoo on the side of his neck. He couldn't really raise up in his seat because of his shackles but he quickly pointed to two African American men who looked up at him with anger in their eyes.
"You snitching motherfucker." Yelled out one of the gangsters as he went to rise from his seat only for Task and Adahy to tackle both men and try to subdue them without noticing the driver reaching for his Walkie Talkie.
"STOP!" Felix yelled out before swinging around with his gun and firing off three shots that hit the driver in the chest and sent him falling back in his seat slumped over with blood leaking from his body.
"Get these two out of here now." Ernesto yelled out before he forcibly took Felix's gun out of his hand while he walked out of the bus with Adahy and Beto who were the largest of the group and were tasked with keeping a hold on the duo.
Before Ernesto could say anything else he was cut off guard by the sound of a gunshot booming causing him to whip his head around and notice Miguel with his gun in his hands aiming at an African American inmate he had just shot in the chest. The young Onda member then turned his gun on a Caucasian inmate who didn't look like a gang banger but someone who was being sent to prison for the first time. This didn't stop him though from putting a round in between the man's eyes and then moving to shoot another inmate who looked mixed between black and Vietnamese in the left cheek before Ernesto stopped him.
"The fuck are you doing?" he asked with anger in his tone.
"Solving a problem, we got two dead guards and a bunch of witnesses to this shit and I ain't going down for this shit." He replied before moving to shoot another inmate only to be stopped by Ernesto. "Jueros can already tie this to us because we're grabbing the guys that are on trial for murdering our homegirl. You want to add a massacre to their warrants?" he asked.
"Which is why we going to blame this shit on the 4th. Make it look like they were taking back their own soldiers." Miguel shot back while Ernesto stood in silence. Ernesto hated to admit it but his plan did sound somewhat fool-proof. They needed a scapegoat to blame all of this on, but they couldn't run the risk that all the inmates wound remain silent so instead of arguing with his son. He just let him get back to his executions while he stepped off of the bus and noticed Adahy standing outside with Beto while Miguel shot and killed the remaining inmates.
New Arcadia International Airport
The drive to the Airport wasn't long for Ana as she found herself walking through the double doors of the airport and lifting her head to see that her flight would be leaving in another hour.
As she lowered her head though she couldn't help but to chuckle as she looked to the seats and noticed a muscular Caucasian man with short black hair, bright green eyes, and wearing an all-black suit and black sunglasses.
"I didn't expect them to be sending you in Davis." Ana let out while the man chuckled.
"Someone asshole blew up one of our building and killed some of my friends. You should have expected me to volunteer for this mission." The man shot back while Ana nodded her head. This man's name was John Davis. Like her he was with the IAA but that's where the differences were. John Davis was a proud American who served his country proudly as a Navy Seal, and would never do anything to hurt it or associate with criminals the way Ana did.
"I'm shocked they brought you along, lord knows you aren't worthy." He let out with anger in his tone.
"I knew people there to, I wasn't close with any of them like you were-." She started before he cut her off.
"But you believe they deserve some form of justice don't you, or is it because your husband wanted you here?" he asked with anger in his tone.
"That's enough." Came a familiar voice that caused the duo to turn their heads back and notice a familiar Vietnamese American woman walking towards them with a bag in her hands.
"Well if it isn't the worse of the dragon ladies Mai Thu." Davis stated with a smile while Mai approached the duo.
"Fuck you John." She let out with anger in her tone before sending a look to Ana who merely nodded her head at her.
"Since you're both here why don't you both tell me how does it feel rubbing shoulders and sharing beds a bunch psychopaths each day?" he asked.
"They're a lot more satisfying then you would ever be." Ana shot back.
"That'll be enough from all of you." Came a familiar voice that caused the group to turn their heads and notice a familiar somewhat older gentleman with dark black hair and wearing a silver suit walk in with a rather tall shapely woman with long blonde hair, bright blue eyes, and wearing a dark blue dress that seem to fit with her eyes. "Less than few hours ago we were attacked on our own soil by some unknown terrorist group and to respond to that you're all hear bickering and I don't want to hear any of it." Stated Devlin with venom in his tone that caused Mai to angrily growl at the man who caused her a great deal of pain in her lifetime.
"Now let's go." He ordered before walking away with the woman following close behind him. The woman then sent a smile and a wink Ana's way causing her to give her usual cold scowl while John bent down to whisper in her ear.
"How does it feel to be replaced?" he asked with a chuckle before walking away while Ana and Mai stood back with mixed expressions on their faces. "I just wish that boy to was here to see the look on your face. I'm sure he wanted to be here wherever he is."
New Arcadia
The song Wolves by Another Lost Year seemed to be blaring loudly from the radio inside of Marrick's pickup truck as he found himself driving the vehicle while Keegan and Courtney sat beside him and Mark found himself sitting in the back of the vehicle. The song wasn't any of theirs style but it was Mark's and what Mark wanted he got when it came to the Roman Boyz.
Besides the song fit the mood, specifically it was asking someone what it was like when they knew that death was on their doorstep and giving them the chance to walk away from it. Mark would be doing that today, giving the offer to choose life over death and for those that wanted to throw their lives away…he'd give them hell.
As the youngest Roman loaded a fresh 30-Round Magazine into his CM901 he couldn't help but to look behind the truck and notice four other cars following behind them. Aside from himself, Marrick, Keegan, and Courtney his father had managed to gather a small of about twelve Roman Boyz to back them up. The group would be taking one of their housing projects within the 2nd Ward.
It was small arms for a big task, but Mark knew he could get it done rather easily. Especially since a number of Roman Boyz defectors would still be working inside the building as dealers for the GA. They had to make a choice return and fight for them…or die like their new Carcer City friends and he doubted many of them would make the wrong choice.
As the group pulled up around the side of the housing project Marcus quickly jumped out the back of the truck while Marrick and the others climbed out the front. After meeting with Alison Mark had quickly changed his clothes into something more suiting for battle so now he was wearing an all-black short sleeved t-shirt under his bulletproof vest that held a knife holster on his right side, and three magazines of ammo on his stomach, khaki cargo pants with side pockets that had one Hand, another Grenade for his M203 Grenade Launcher, twelve Shotgun shells, two more magazines for his Assault Rifle, and three more for his M1911, and brown cargo boots with black leather gloves. The youngest Roman was also carrying a secret weapon that he wanted to test today against a small target but was intended for big game.
In terms for the number of bullets it wouldn't surprise anyone that Mark was carrying over a hundred rounds of ammo. Not because he was a terrible shot but because he planned to do the most killing. One well-trained fighter with enough ammo could beat an entire army who had less and he was planning on exploiting that.
Unlike him, everyone else seemed to be wearing normal street clothes with a few wearing bandannas and mask over their faces. Marrick was carrying his usual M240 Light Machine Gun, Keegan was sporting an M16 Variant with his two Mini Uzis on his side, while Courtney was carrying an AK-74 Assault Rifle and her Pistol was in the back of her pants. The rest of the Roman Boyz were either carrying Assault Rifles or SMG's but each was packing something and intended to fight their hardest.
"Let's go!" said Mark as he started his trek towards the basketball court of the housing project with the other Roman Boyz members following close behind him. The group was still surprised Mark wanted to just walk into the place. It didn't seem to them like the smartest play, but they knew better than to question his judgement.
As they walked by the courts the group quickly watched as a young kid and his teenage friend quickly ran off the court towards the project. This caused two Roman Boyz members to lift their guns at them only for Mark to stop them from firing.
"The fight isn't here, keep marching." He ordered before with venom in his tone before continuing his long trek with the others who watched as two New Arcadia drug dealers who were now loyal to the GA stepped aside with fear in their eyes as the group approached.
"Let them feel their fear." The Creole let out as the young man ran inside of the Housing Project and immeditaley pulled out his cellphone to make a call. On the otherside of the phone stood an African American man with a head that was shaved bald and wearing a white wife beater, black jeans, and brown boots. To gangsters this man was Train and he was once a member of the Roman Boyz but now he found themselves leading them as they serve the Gangster Apostles. He was well-respected member and although many of them looked down on him for betraying the Roman. He felt he had the best interest in mind and that was making money.
"Come on girl don't be like that." Said Train as he moved to whisper in the ears of his girlfriend who was sitting on the couch with him when a light-skinned African American man with a black cornrows barged into the room.
"The fuck you doing coming in a nigga crib like that Phat?" Train yelled out just as the man looked at him closely.
"Nigga we about to get-." The man started before the group was interrupted by the loud ringing came from both of their phones causing them both to pull it out and see they both had a voicemail from the same number along with the girl. The trio weren't the only ones with a voice message though, as almost every gangster who was once loyal to the Roman Boyz found themselves all pulling out their phones at the exact same time and noticing that they had a voicemail.
"The fuck is this?" asked Train as he answered the message while Phat stood beside him.
"If you're listening to this message it means that you were once a member or worked for the Roman Boyz, but let greed and pride become your ultimate weak-." The voice was distorted to some but those that were familiar with it could easily make out that it belonged to Maurice Roman and from his tone they knew he was serious. "If you look out the nearest window to the front of the building you'll notice that the best of hell, everything you fear, your worst dreams are standing outside right now." His statement quickly caused Train to run to the window of his apartment along with a number of other gangsters to run to the windows and quickly spot two of the four Roman Boyz standing out with a small force of well-armed gangsters.
"Don't act surprise, you knew this day was coming and I hope you made peace with god." He added while Train gave a low growl. "There is a way out of this for some of you. You can drop your guns and your dope and walk out the backdoor and never return to New Arcadia unless you want a bullet in your head."
"You leave you get shot by me." Yelled a GA member on the 3rd floor of the building with venom in his tone as he pulled out his Pistol and pointed at four New Arcadia Gangsters.
"You can fight alongside your new GA friends and die fighting." He added while on another floor a group of former Roman Boyz found themselves grabbing Rifles and running towards the window to aim their guns at the group only to find that some of the windows were forced shut.
"Or you can prove that you were still loyal to us this entire time by fighting alongside us right now. For those of you that do, you will have no harm to come your way. For some of you though…there is no forgiveness." He stated while Phat sent a look to Train who seemed to be literally quivering in his boots.
"This decision wasn't mine, but just know that we're giving you one last chance to run like hell before the Monsters come and unleash their fury. You should also know that you have one minute to decide." The recording finished with a loud beep at the end as many of the gangsters throughout the building found themselves all frozen in fear at the ultimatum some of them didn't know exactly how to feel only that the end was approaching.
17th Ward
As the Roman Ultimatum spread throughout the 3rd Wards Housing Projects the BSU members in the 17th Ward were following a different approach…there would be ultimatum for anyone who betrayed them.
The 17th Ward was now officially the GA main headquarters and it was something many of them boasted about. Unfortunately for Lonzo he wasn't doing much boasting these days, for what good was a Sniper with only one good arm. As he rose off the bed of the safe house he'd been hiding out at he gave a loud wince as he felt a sharp pain shoot through his arm.
Mark had done a number on him, worse than anyone has ever done to him. He beat him, broke him, and in his own opinion made him far from the main he used to be. He was once a well-trained Sniper, but now…that was different.
As he moved to the side of the bed to take his painkillers though he'd failed to notice the small Spy-Drone fly past his window before ascending into the skies to get a better aerial view of the neighborhood that would be Holly Park.
"Glad to be back in the skies." Said Manfred with a light chuckle as he found himself sitting in the back of a black van that was parked a few blocks down looking at the screen of his laptop. Felix had shot down his last drone, but after a few months he was back in the skies providing Overwatch for the BSU members.
"Brother you're good to go." Manfred let out over his Walkie Talkie while the Chinese man found himself taking cover along the side of a house with Buck, Andre, and four 17th Ward Gangsters before taking a peek along the side of the house and noticing seven GA members standing next to an black Tornado talking amongst each other and laughing.
"Copy!" the Chinese man let out before looking to the group. "Bucky come on!" he said before picking up the M32 Grenade Launcher causing Andre and the others to take a step back as they watched the youngest BSU member shoulder his P90 Submachine Gun before pulling out a toy race car and setting it on the ground next to him. They then watched in surprise as the toy accelerated down the street towards the gangsters.
"The fuck you bring toys to this bitch for?" Andre asked as he lifted his head with the other gangsters and watched as Manfred's drone flew overhead.
"On my mark." Lee stated before lifting up the Grenade Launcher and pointing it in the direction of the first car while the toy car slammed into the foot a GA member causing him to give a loud wince before looking down at it.
"The fuck is this shit?" he asked before grabbing the toy and picking it up while the other GA members approached him.
"Boom!" said Buck to the confusion of everyone before they got what he said and watched as the toy car went up in a violent explosion of force that literally blew off the face of the gangster that was holding it and knocked the other men back with a few of their body parts being sent flying. The explosion wasn't fiery but it was loud enough to get everyone's attention and cause them to either run from it or run towards it.
"Holy shit!" yelled a GA member who had drawn his Pistol and went to investigate the explosion with four others only to find the mangled bodies of his friends next to two blood splattered vehicles.
"NOW!" Lee yelled before jumping from cover and firing off a single Grenade from the Launcher that slammed into the side of the car and sent it up in a violent explosion that caught the newly arrived GA members by surprise as they thrown back by the force of the explosion or burned from the flames created by the car exploding.
As Lee prepared to fire another Buck, Andre, and the small team of Gangsters quickly jumped from cover and started to rain bullets on any Apostle that came their way and in the first few seconds of battle had already cut down three Gangsters with shots to the head, back, arms, and legs.
Because of the explosion the GA members were quick to respond an overweight man dressed in all-black with a bandanna wrapped around his face was quickly seen coming from the side of the housing carrying an AK-47 with a female dressed in black with a green Bandanna came out firing two Mac-10's that forced the group back into cover behind the house.
As the Apostles went to press their attack though they were taken off-guard by the sound of car engines approaching and were quickly taken off-guard as an all-white truck broke cover with Jimmy, Davey, and Eddy in the back tailgate. Also coming behind the truck were a total of six cars that were full of Ballas and Hustlers from the 17th Ward who had gotten fed up with the GA rule and now wanted payback.
"Let's put um down." Yelled Davey as he and Eddy fired off a short burst of rounds from their G36C Assault Rifles and shot down the female with the Mac-10's with shots to the chest before a single shot to the head splattered her brains on her companion who was left blinded by the blood in his eyes.
"Conserve your ammo!" Jimmy yelled out as he jumped out the back of the truck with Davey and Eddy before the driver slammed on the gas petal and sent it flying forward and plowing into the man with the AK.
"You know your orders, you know your roles, get moving into position." Jimmy yelled out with the force of a drill sergeant before he lifted his M14 Battle Rifle and shot an Apostle in the back of the head as he was trying to run and watched him fly forward onto the ground from force of the bullet.
With that said the Army Corporal quickly ran with a small group of about four Ballas following after while Davey and Eddy went their own ways as Lee looked to Buck and gave the young man a silent nod before the duo heard the familiar crackle of an Assault Rifle, the loud blare of a horn honking, a loud crashing sound, and the sound of flowing water. They then quickly noticed that the driver of the pickup truck that was leading the convoy lay with his head, with a very visible bullet wound, on the horn of the vehicle that had slammed into a fire-hydrant with enough force to split the pipe and cause water to shoot upward from it and rain down on a few GA members who found themselves slipping in the waters.
"Ha those overpriced shoes you dumbasses be buying don't have no fucking grip assholes." Lee shot with a chuckle as Buck peppered two downed Apostles with rounds as they tried to stand up in the water. On man wearing a Feuds hat was literally torn to shreds from the rounds but hardest to look out was the wound on the side of his neck that literally was shaped like Alaska.
Lee's insult did hurt a few of the New Arcadia members who looked down and noticed that a lot of them were wearing the same brand of shoes. Sure they were overpriced but they were the style. Style didn't seem to matter in this situation though. Before Lee and Buck could do anything else though they quickly watched as two female gangsters carrying Molotov's tossed them their way with all their might.
"Move!" Lee yelled out as he and Buck moved to avoid the bottles that slammed onto the hood of a car and splashed the flaming liquid and searing hot glass onto two 17th Ward Gangsters who quickly started to scream in pain from the burning.
Elsewhere
"PING!" the minute had quickly passed and the oxygen had quickly returned to the lungs of everyone in the housing project as they realized what was about to happen. Within the minute a number of the innocent residents and cleared out and those that were left were the Apostles, Roman Boyz who were fighting with them, being forced to fight, or were too afraid to move.
The first person to break that though was the same Pee-Wee Gangster who played lookout as he quickly turned and tried to run for the door only to be shot three times in the back by an Apostle who quickly finished him off with a shot to the back of the head.
"I said nobody-." He started before giving a loud shriek in pain as a heavily muscled man jumped on his back and started to stab him with switchblades along two other men who pounded him with punches and kicks.
There was no doubt a number of mixed decisions within the building and the attack force knew that as they found themselves standing on the ground listening to the loud popping of gunshots and screams of men who battled it out for their own survival.
"Too easy-!" Marrick started before Mark slammed him in the shoulder and knocked him to the ground as an Apostle armed with an old fashioned M1 Carbine fired a barrage of shots that way that caused the group to move to cover while another group of Four Apostles and two former Roman ran out the front door of the building firing on them.
"Looks like we're gonna see action after all." Marrick yelled out with a chuckle while Mark moved to dodge another shot from the Apostle with the WWII weapon just as four more gangsters joined in and started to rain gunfire down their way. When it came to range, he didn't doubt many of the Apostles shooting ability especially from an elevated position. Many of the gangsters had grown up trading shots with each other from the high-rise of building and with that experience many of them were some of the best Marksmen in terms of street gangs.
"Keep your heads down." Mark yelled out before lifting his Assault Rifle and firing a Grenade from his Launcher at the front door of the housing Project causing a explosion that knocked the six men forward and sent them landing on their stomachs.
"COURTNEY KEEGAN BEHIND ME, MARRICK COVER US!" the Creole yelled out to the surprise of the group who quickly moved to follow his orders with Marrick jumping from cover and firing a barrage of rounds at the windows causing the Shooters to move to cover while Mark ran for one of the downed GA members and quickly scooped him up onto his shoulders.
"What the fuck are you doing?" asked Keegan as one of the shooters quickly drew a bead on Mark and fired a single shot his way only to hit the body of the gangster that was on Mark's shoulder.
"It's okay come on!" he yelled out before running for the front door with Courtney and Keegan following behind him as he used the body of the gangster like it was a human shield.
As one of the downed gangsters went to stand up though Mark quickly chucked the bullet ridden gangster at man knocking him off his feet and crushing him under the weight of the man. Mark then quickly pulled his Assault Rifle off his back and fired several shots into the sky with Keegan and Courtney following his move.
The shooting was more or less to provide suppressive fire so the Marrick and the other Roman Boyz can make a run for the door. They could only consider it luck though as Mark fired a well-placed 5.56 Round that actually hit one of the Shooters on the chin and blew much of his face off while Courtney caught a man who was trying to look down and shoot in the left eye.
The duo then looked on with mixed expressions as they watched blood ooze out of their corpses and drip on the ground before them like a running faucet.
"Alright you guys sweep and secure the lower floors." Mark let out while looking to Marrick and the others who gave him confused looks.
"Where the fuck are you going?" the middle Roman asked with anger in his tone.
"Take the upper floors." Mark shot out before running away from the group who yelled out at him only to watch him run for a fire-escape on one side of the building.
"What the fuck?" asked Keegan as the trio noticed that the ladder of the fire-escape was only half-way down making it almost impossible for the youngest Roman to grab it. To their surprise though Mark quickly lifted his gun and fired off four shots that struck the lock on the ladder and caused it to fall to the ground in front of Mark who quickly started to climb it.
"Damn he needs to slow his ass down." Keegan stated.
"No, he's got the right idea, let's go!" Courtney ordered to the confusion of the two men before they watched her run down the hall with three Roman Boyz and fire off a four shots that his a GA member in the chest and obliterated his heart in the process.
"Guess we're following her." Marrick declared as Mark climbed in through a window into the fifth-floor stairway where he noticed a GA member armed with an AK-47 Assault Rifle standing over a dead New Arcadia Gangster who had been shot in the head.
"Stupid ass mother-." The Carcer City Gangster started before he taken by surprise as Mark drew his Knife, ran up, and grabbed him by his arm to force him to turn around. The youngest Roman then plunged his knife deep into the center of the man's face with enough force to break partly through his skull.
To add insult to injury Mark quickly grabbed the man by the back of his head and forced it downward so that the handle of the knife slammed against his knee with enough force to force it all way through the man's skull. The youngest Roman then watched with a smile as the gangster fell to his knees then down on his side with a loud thump that would have probably disturbed the neighbors.
"Piece of shit!" he let out with a twisted smile before pulling his knife out of the man's head then moving shoulder his CM901 Assault Rifle while drawing the SPAS-12 and cocking it.
"Ready or not here I come assholes." He let out.
Elsewhere
"This way!" yelled Davey as he and Eddy found themselves running around the sides of houses in the Holly Park neighborhood with their weapons and raised and their fingers on the trigger as the battle with the Apostles seemed to be going into high gear.
"Here!" Davey yelled out as they ran down the side of a house and noticed several GA members running down the street with automatic weapons.
"Gagging Assholes." Eddy yelled out just as he and Davey lifted their G36C's and fired a barrage of rounds at the group that cut down three of the gang members including one who had been hit three times in the arm trying to block a bullet only for it to rip through his arm and shred into his face.
As the four other men went to shoot back though one of them was taken off-guard as a bullet slammed into his face and actually caught him on the upper lip and knocked out a few of his teeth.
"I should have been a dentist." Jimmy let out as he found himself standing on the rooftop of a home providing Sniper support for some of the ground force. The Army Corporal then fired another round that hit a man in the side of the neck and watched with a sick smile as he fell to the ground clutching the wound as blood flowed out like a flowing river.
With the sight of their friends dead the remaining GA members quickly moved to run down the street in a retreat like many of their comrades before them. They didn't get far though as three Ballas armed with AK-47's lit them up in a barrage of gunfire that sent them barreling down.
"Too easy!" the redheaded man said while looking away and noticing a house going up in a violent explosion that sent wood flying throughout the area. He then watched as Lee fired another Grenade at the house while Buck threw a Molotov and quickly watched as it went up into flames.
The house must have either been a stash house for guns or a place where the Apostles were camping out. Lee was given a Grenade Launcher but they were all under strict orders not to do too much damage to the neighborhood. They wanted it under their control and if the police came down heavy on it then it would be under nobodies control.
That was the plan.
The plan!
As Jimmy jumped down from the rooftop of the house he couldn't help but to think of the plan he, Mark, and Link came up with for invading the 17th Ward. It could be best summed up in just one short word…Siege.
The goal of a Siege was simple. Assault the enemy from all sides, hammer them with overwhelming firepower, burn their resources, keep them from escaping, and crush their spirits. That was the objective and right now is exactly what they were doing.
They had taken the GA by surprise with overwhelming firepower, split into teams that had separate goals. Lee and Buck were leading a fireteam meant to directly engage the GA in the streets and whenever they came across a Stash House they turned it to ash, Davey and Eddy were an ambush team and used the houses to hit the enemy with hit and run tactics, he himself was providing Sniper Support, and there were teams outside of the neighborhood that kept the Apostles from leaving.
They were trapped with only two options, come out and fight or run and die. Both seemed to end in death and when they knew that many of them did what he and Mark thought they would do.
"We give up!" came a new voice that caused him to turn his head and notice two GA members slowly walking from out of a house with their hands raised. One was a man with short black dreadlock, rather large black lips, and wearing a black t-shirt, black pants, and green and white shoes. The other was a light skinned female with long black hair with bangs that were dyed blonde that was under a black hat with a green Feuds logo, a black V-Neck T-shirt, torn blue jeans, and white shoes.
The duo were walking up with their hands raised, but they weren't walking towards Jimmy. They were walking to a 17th Ward Gangster known on the streets as Animal. Animal was a rather large African American man standing maybe six foot four with a shaved head, light skin, and was known across the hood as being a trigger happy fucked up hot head.
When it came down to him Mark and many of the Roman Boyz didn't like him for that reason. Jimmy had no real beef with him on his own, but he knew just what the man was capable of.
"Fuck you!" Animal yelled out as he lifted his Glock 19 and fired a single shot that struck the man once in the chest and sent him crumbling to the ground while the girl kneeled down beside him to look over him.
"The fuck we were giving up man?" she yelled out with tears in her eyes as Animal slammed the gun over her head with enough force to knock her hat clean off her head and send her falling to the ground.
"Only way to give up is in a box bitch." Animal yelled out while hitting the woman over the head again before starting to throw a series of kicks her way while Jimmy stood on and watched in silence.
He was in a state of conflict he didn't like what Animal was doing to the girl, but he also knew that she was the enemy and that there should be no mercy shown for them.
After a few more seconds of watching the woman get beat Jimmy was broken from his trance as he noticed tears streaming down her eyes and hitting the ground as she reached her arm out and tried to get him to intervene.
"Animal!" he yelled out earning the attention of the large gangster who looked back to notice him pulling his M9A1 Beretta out from his pants and hold it at his side. "Get back into the fight. I got this." He stated earning a few seconds of silence from the man before he followed his orders and walked away. Normally he would have told Jimmy to go fuck himself, but he knew better than to upset someone close to Mark so he played along.
As Animal walked off Jimmy approached the woman and looked down at her with his usual cold expression as she whimpered out to him.
"Please don't kill me." She let out with tears in her eyes as Jimmy continued to look down at her while clutching his Pistol tightly.
Before he could squeeze the trigger though he was taken off-guard by a bullet slamming into his chest causing him to fall back and notice that it didn't go through his vest. The BSU Enforcer then quickly lifted his head and noticed a familiar GA member running away from him firing a Mac-10 in his unbandaged arm.
"HVI in sight." Jimmy yelled out over his Walkie Talkie as loud as he could causing Lee, Buck, Davey, and Eddy to turn their heads to notice Lonzo running down the streets firing at them. "You know the order capture don't alive don't kill. Manfred get on him." He yelled out while noticing the drone fly over his head and go after the man while Lee and the others ran after him.
"You guys he's getting in a gray sedan." Manfred yelled out as the group noticed the Carcer City Gangster force open a door to a car and climb inside.
"Don't worry we won't lose him." Lee shot back before running back to one of the trucks the Ballas had arrived in and climbing inside with Davey and Eddy. "We're on him you guys keep cleaning this place up." The Chinese man yelled out before pulling off while Jimmy nodded his head before looking back and noticing the female gangster he was with earlier trying to crawl away.
His instincts told him to put a bullet in the back of her head in the most humane way possible, but his moral compass told him not to and for once…he listened to it.
3rd Ward
The sound of gunfire seemed to fill the halls of a Housing Project in the 2nd Ward as Marrick, Courtney, and Keegan found themselves trading shots with a group of Apostles and former Roman's on the 3rd Floor of the building.
Clearing out the first two was almost easy but it seemed that the GA had set up a rather strong force on the 3rd meant to keep them from advancing and wipe them out in the process.
As Marrick blindly fired from cover he watched as another one of his Hitters was cut down in a hail of gunfire. From the original number of guys they'd brought with them they must have lost a total of seven already and most of those numbers seemed to just be on the 3rd Floor alone as members of the Apostles fired Assault Rifles from rooms while they were stuck in a narrow corridor that made it difficult for them to advance and had to use the rooms for cover.
"Anybody got a Grenade?" asked Keegan.
"Mark said not to use them, because he didn't want to damage the building to bad." Marrick shot back.
"He doesn't want to damage the building but I doubt dropping as many guys as we have constitutes as better." The Roman Cousin shot back while blindly firing from cover.
"I know he better move his ass on down here and help us if he wants to keep this shit going." Courtney yelled out with venom in her tone.
As she said those words though nine Apostles on the fourth floor found themselves running down a lobby where a series of gunshots went off. AS they ran through the door of the lobby though they were quickly taken off-guard as they looked to their right side and noticed that the vending machine that was always broken was tipping their way and quickly fell ontop of two Apostles who found themselves crushed to death under the weight of the machine.
"Talk about improvising." Said Mark as he racked his Shotgun and fired the first slug into the chest of a GA member who was caught off guard and sent flying backwards from the force of the shot. He then lined up two others in his shot and fired another slug. This time the pellets actually scattered and managed to hit one man a few times in the chest and the other in the arm causing him to let out a sharp yell of pain as Mark finished off the last man with a brutal shot to the head.
He then finished off the man who was hit in the arm with a Shotgun blast to head before moving to reload the weapon. Just as he managed to get his forth shell in though he was taken off-guard as three more Apostles came running down the halls firing at him causing him to take cover around a corner before blindly firing the Shotgun and hopping the spread would hit someone.
Luckily for him he got his wish as a few pellets hit a gangster in the leg and caused him to stop in his tracks while Mark drew his M1911 Pistol The youngest Roman then took the momentary distraction and vaulted from cover with his Pistol in hand and firing off all seven shots that struck the gangster he'd hit the leg three times in the chest and another gangster once in shoulder, once in the chest, and in the gut.
The last GA member quickly sent a barrage of rounds Mark's way without realizing that he'd emptied his clip until he heard the clinging sound of the empty magazine. Before he could reload though Mark had lifted himself up and fired his last slug in the chamber into the chest of the man before moving to reload his guns and running down the hallway until he arrived at the staircase where he noticed four GA members running down it.
With a wicked smile on his face Mark quickly drew his knife and charged the group and shoulder tackle one with enough force to send him flying over the rails and screaming before he hit the ground with a loud splat. He then ran another man and fired two shots into his gut while the other two men were taken off-guard.
"Spin Cycle." He said just as one of the men went to take a right hook at him. The youngest Roman quickly used his left arm to block the hit and quickly stab him in the gut catching the man by surprise as he watched Mark pull the knife out and spin around behind him.
"See ya!" Mark yelled as he finally turned around behind the man and stabbed him once in the side of the neck before kicking him away.
"Fuck this!" the last gangster yelled out before he quickly spun on his heels to run away only for Mark to quickly catch up to him and wrap him up in a tight bear hug. "Let me go!" the man yelled while kicking the air only for Mark widen his smile at the man's statement.
"Since you asked nicely wish granted." The Creole shot back before tossing the man over his shoulder and causing him to fall over the railing of the stairway head first before hitting the ground with a sickening splat. "Only because you asked nicely." he added with a chuckle before being taken off-guard by the sound of gunshots going off causing him to turn his head and notice three Roman Boyz running towards him causing him to lift up his Shotgun and fire a single slug that hit one man in the chest and sent him rolling across the ground while Mark ran off into cover.
"The GA is being evicted, why fight beside them and die when you can live with us." He asked while taking cover alongside a stairwell.
"Nigga you woofing ain't no fucking way you gonna let us live." Yelled out a man with long dreadlocks as he sent four shots from his Glock 21 in Mark's direction.
"Probably, but I guess you aren't gonna listen to me if I tell you I wouldn't." Mark shot back before rolling from cover and shooting another man in the arm before hitting the last with his last Shotgun slug to the rib.
"Damn how can Lee use this thing." He asked while shouldering the Shotgun and pulling his CM901 Assault Rifle off his back before whipping around and noticing three bloody New Arcadia gangsters eyeing him closely.
"Drop them." He said with venom in his tone referring to their guns.
"We on your side G, no need for that." The gangster let out while Mark gave a low scowl.
"Alright then…secure this area. I've cleared the 4th, 5th, and 6th floors, sweep them and make sure the Apostles there are either dead or gone." He said to the surprise of the gangsters.
"You need to get down on the 3rd Marrick and the boys are stuck there." One of them let out while Mark nodded his head.
"Lock this place down." He yelled out before running off while the gangsters stood by breathing heavily. In reality they were fighting for the GA during the invasion but decided it was best not to get into a gunfight with Mark. Especially after hearing how he single-handedly cleared three floors that were full of armed gangsters. Better to live in servitude then die and well…die.
The sound of a screaming grunt seemed to be music to the ears of Marrick as he finally hit one of the GA gangsters that was defending the 3rd Floor. He managed to hit one of them, but the group still wasn't making any real progress as more Apostles piled into the hallway and acted as reinforcements.
"Fuck you marks ass bitches." Yelled Courtney as she finally ran dry on her Assault Rifle and switched to her M9A1 and started blasting down the halls.
"Where the fuck is Mark?" Keegan asked while firing off both his Mini-Uzi's and hitting a GA member in the arm.
As he said these words Mark quickly came speeding down the hall behind the Apostles who were all unaware of his precense until they heard the shots coming from behind them as Mark set his Rifle to full-auto and fire all thirty of his 5.56 Rounds in a quick session and struck almost every Apostles with shots to their backs and heads.
With this momentary advantage Marrick and his team quickly seized the moment and ran out from cover to laydown a barrage of gunfire against the Apostle members catching them all by surprise and shredding them to pieces while Mark grabbed an Apostle from behind and started to slice into his stomach with his combat knife while the gangster screamed out in pain at the mock surgery.
As the last Apostle fell Marrick and the others quickly turned their heads and looked to Mark who was still slicing into the man's gut and watching with a smile on his face as his guts slowly spilled out of his body and onto the floor to the disgust and fear of the Roman Boyz who watched Mark drop the man on the ground with a loud thud before looking at them with a sick smile.
"Look…he's actually got guts." Mark let out with a sick chuckle that even left Marrick baffled.
"What the hell did they do to you while you were away?" he asked while Mark gave a low smile before ordering.
"Forget about me, let's go show everyone we're back on top." Mark let out before leading the group to the stairway where they noticed a few of the once Roman defectors standing guard and eyeing them closely with fear in worry in their eyes as they made their way up to the seventh floor.
Elsewhere
The siege of the 17th had finally come to an end as Jimmy found himself standing over an Apostle with a M4A1 Assault Rifle in his hands. He didn't know if the man was just a foot soldier or an OG because of the headshot that literally ripped the man's head off it's shoulders but the fact that he was covered in tattoos made him believe so. The gangster didn't put up much of a fight, sure he had a great weapon but what good is a weapon if you aren't skilled enough to know how to use it.
As he lifted his head he couldn't help but to look on with a smile as the bodies of the Apostles literally filled the streets like washed up fish on a sandy beach. He knew Alison wasn't going to be happy with what they had done but he just hoped she could understand that it was for the greater good.
Switching his mind away from Alison, he quickly turned his thoughts back to Lee, Davey, and Eddy. He hadn't heard from the trio since they last departed and he was starting to worry. Not that they were dead but that they had gotten caught by the police. This area was as hot as it came right now, and many gangsters were already leaving and Jimmy knew he would soon join them with or without his brothers.
"That bastard isn't slowing down." Yelled Davey as he tried to lineup a shot on Lonzo's car while the man sped down the streets of New Arcadia like a street racer.
"Fuck if he slowing down just shoot the bitch." Lee shot back while pulling the steering wheel to the right side to force the car to make a quick maneuver to avoid an oncoming car.
"I thought Mark wanted him alive?" asked Eddy with a confused expression on his face.
"He'll get him alive, just with a few broken bones." Lee shot back with venom in his tone. "Take the shot!" he yelled out to Davey who fired a barrage of rounds at the car and blew out the back windows causing Lonzo to duck as the bullets flew over his head and slammed into the front.
"Motherfuckers." He yelled before making a sharp turn that Lee was barely able to make with the back of his truck colliding with a street pole in the process.
"Hit that fucker." Lee yelled out again causing Eddy to take the next shot and eventually hit one of the back tires of Lonzo's cars causing him to lose control of the vehicle as it started to spin in the streets.
"I got you now bitch." Lee yelled out before slamming into the side of Lonzo's car with enough force to send the vehicle flying before crashing into the side of another vehicle.
"We got him." Yelled Eddy as Lee hopped out of the truck and ran over to the driver seat of Lonzo's car and quickly pulled the man out.
"Come here asshole." He said while grabbing Lonzo by his blood covered dreadlocks before throwing three punches aimed for his head.
"We gotta go brother." Eddy yelled out as the group watched Lee grab Lonzo by his arms before tossing him into the back of the truck as hard as he could.
"Then let's go." He replied with an angry expression on his face.
3rd Ward
The sound of screaming and gunshots was becoming less and less common as Mark and Marrick found themselves leading the surviving Roman Boyz who as they walked through the halls of the 7th floor where they noticed a few of the once defected Roman's standing by the doors still as a rock in fear as they went by.
As the group finally arrived at the room at the end of the hall they quickly watched as Mark kicked it down before rushing in with his gun raised only to see a familiar Roman Boyz member with Cornrows standing over a bald man who had been shot in the abdomen.
"Motherfucker shot me." Train yelled out while Phat looked up to Mark with his gun in his hand before presenting it to the youngest Roman.
"Thank you." Mark said before passing the weapon over to Marrick who quickly smiled as he took it.
"You motherfuckers, you gonna kill me for this shit. You bitches left us here to fight your shit…What was we supposed to do?" he asked while Marrick chuckled.
"Stay loyal." Marrick replied before lifting the gun and shooting the man one time in the head and watching his brains splatter across the wall in a violent masterpiece of art.
"You feel better now?" Mark asked while eyeing his brother closely.
"I won't feel better until we put all these Apostles in the ground and Joe's fat ass with them." He replied while Mark nodded his head before turning his attention to Phat.
"Who you supposed to be?" he asked
"Homies call me Phat." He replied while Marrick sent a look to the man while Courtney and Keegan each held confused looks on their faces.
"Alright then Phat how would you like to send a message for me?" Mark asked with a slight smile before watching Phat raise his brow at him.
"What is it?" he asked.
"Let everyone know that this territory belongs to the Roman Boyz and the Roman Family and if anybody defects they will suffer the same fate." He replied earning a slight nod from Phat.
"Alright how I'm supposed to tell all these niggas this when you did all this shit-?" he started with a raised brow before feeling something sharp slice against his forehead. He then looked up and noticed that he was bleeding from his forehead before turning his head and noticing Mark's combat knife within his hands
"You're the message, objects are better than words." Mark replied before kicking the gangster off his knife and watching him hit the ground with a thud. "Don't worry you won't die…depending on how fast the paramedics can get here." He added.
"You guys may want to step out of the room for this." Mark let out causing Courtney and Keegan to go wide eyed as they watched him pull out the heavy rope he brought along with him and started to tie it to the man's feet while the group walked out of the room.
Metra, Lincoln Parish
The sound of screaming seemed to be resonating inside of a warehouse on the cities waterfront as Task and Felix found themselves watching as Adahy punched one of the men in the face as hard as he could, knocking out one of his teeth in process before turning his attention to the other man and hitting him over the head with a crowbar.
They must have been torturing the man for two hours or so and it was getting more harder and harder to watch as the minutes went on. Both men's faces were swollen and bruised to the point where they were unrecognizable, blood covered them from head to toe, one man had a fork jammed in his eye, while the other had his dug out with a spoon, both had their balls crushed by hammers along with their toes, fingers, and their fingernails were literally ripped from their bodies.
The Creek Warrior was not going easy on either of them with his torture. He was still grieving the death of Dede and right now he was going to take everything he had out on these two men.
While he was doing that Ernesto found himself sitting in a main office room looking at the television as Miguel came walking into the room with an emotionless look on his face.
"You not even gonna acknowledge me?" he asked while eyeing Ernesto who was still looking away. "You many not have liked it Papa but I made the right move today."
"If we were to let one just one of those fuckers live what was stopping them from snitching on us and sending the Jueros our way." He yelled out with anger in his tone. "What I did bought us sometime, for all they know it could have been the 4th Ward pulling a rescue operation to save those guys or even the Apostles to send a message." He added.
"I made the right call now fucking looking at me." He yelled out just as Beto came walking through the door to the surprise of Miguel.
"Think the heats gonna come down on us?" he asked while looking to Ernesto.
"I don't think those…I think all eyes are gonna be off us for a while." Ernesto stated while continuing to look up at the television with Miguel following his gaze and seeing a breaking news report.
"We're coming to you live from New Arcadia where just a few short hours ago a massacre can only be used to describe the city." The reporter stated earning the attention of Miguel as he looked at the screen closely.
"There were just gunshots going off everywhere." Replied a survivor as they recalled the Siege of the 17th Ward Housing Project. "Details are still sketchy but police are saying that at exactly three o'clock a synchronized attack happened across New Arcadia. The targets of these attacks seemed to be the Gangster Apostles a well-known international gang that was founded in Carcer City while the perpetrators where New Arcadia Gangsters who are fighting back against the large gang for territory and drug money and they're sending a message in the process." The reporter called out as the news feed switched to a picture of an African American man whose face was somewhat burned off hanging upside down with his feet tied by rope from the top of a housing project. The man's body also had a message carved into his back that was simple to read "NEW ARCADIA KILLS."
"It looks like your Frenchman has been busy mano." Stated Beto as he eyed the screen closely. "He's sending a message and it just towards the Apostles." He added while Ernesto continued to eye the screen closely without knowing that in Los Santos someone else was watching the same news broadcast closely.
2nd Ward
The drive to the 2nd Ward wasn't long for Alison as she found herself pulling her car up behind a long series of police tape before hopping out and running past it where she noticed Regina talking with Steve and Jenna.
"Well it's official…Marcus Roman is certifiably insane." Stated Jenna as she watched a Phat get rolled out of the building on a stretcher.
"What was your first clue the fact that he would do this or the guy who got gutted on the third floor?" Regina asked with a hint of annoyance in her tone.
"That guy we just wheeled out had an acid burn on his face and using acids isn't something traditional gangsters use. In the UK it's big amongst hoodlums who want to pull off purse snatchings or muggings but for it to be used in combat like this is…new." She stated while eyeing Regina who watched as Alison ran up to them with a confused look on her face.
"What happened?" she asked while looking to Steve.
"The Roman Crime Family strikes and we got over fifty dead, one wounded in critical, and surprisingly no innocents hit." He stated while Alison looked over the building closely.
"Are they saying it was them?" she asked while Regina gave a loud scoff.
"Hell no, but we both know who can pull off this level of destruction and we can't tie him to this or the shit in the 17th."she stated with anger in her tone before walking away while Alison eyed the number of body bags that surrounded the area closely.
While she found herself checking out the 2nd Ward another team of officers found themselves in the 17th Ward also bagging bodies. Without them though was Locke and Sawyer who found themselves standing outside of the docks with mixed looks on their faces as they watched an all-black Duke, a blue Dominator, and a white Sadler pull up in front of them.
The duo then watched with anger in their eyes as Mark, Lee, and Jimmy each stepped from the vehicles while Buck, Davey, and Eddy hung back and watched as they approached the two cops.
"Well I knew this going straight shit was a load of bullshit." Stated Sawyer as he eyed Mark angrily.
"The process is going slow and we had to speed it up." Lee shot back with a smile.
"By shooting up a damn neighborhood and housing project?" Locke asked with rage in his tone while looking to Mark.
"The Kin Nation Leaders were hesitant to supply the guys down here with so much firepower. They believed we weren't worth the heat." Stated Jimmy.
"Things are different now though." Mark added before reaching into his pocket and pulling out a white sheet of paper before handing it over to Locke who slowly took it with a confused look on his face.
"The day of your trucks arrival into New Arcadia, which way it is coming in, what it looks like, where it's going to be going, whose picking it up, and who sent it this way-." Mark started before Locke cut him off.
"Whoa wait this shipping address is from a military base in Carcer. You mean to tell me these guys are that connected with the US miltiary?" he asked with a raised brow before Mark sent a look to Buck, Davey, and Eddy and watched as they kicked a man out the back of the truck and watched him hit the ground with a loud thud.
"Jesus Christ who is that?" asked Sawyer.
"Sergeant Lonzo Gaines, US Army, like we said a lot of the GA leaders here are ex-military and Mr. Lonzo is barely at the top." Mark stated while eyeing the duo closely as Jimmy tossed them the keys to the truck which Sawyer quickly caught.
"There's enough guns in the back of that truck for him to serve two life sentences and give you the leverage you need into looking into the GA." Lee added.
"Yeah their guns but it's gonna be hard getting eyes off you with everything you've done today." Locke shot back.
"What did we do today?" asked JImmy to the confusion of both men.
"All of us are alive, with alibis, and no injuries. The only way you can tie us to what happened there was if you had a witness, which I doubt, but you can spin the story." Lee stated.
"Right into saying what everyone just killed themselves?" asked Sawyer.
"No that the Roman Boyz who defected to the GA got tired of being treated like animals and designed to rebel and fight back." Mark earning chuckles from both men.
"Right and it's gonna take a lot of willpower to convince that." Locke stated.
"Then do so, because those guns are on the move now and you can't get them with all eyes on us." Mark shot back before moving to walk away with the other BSU members while the two officers watched them closely.
"That piece of shit must think we're the miracle workers." Sawyer let out while Locke looked down to the beaten body of Lonzo and felt a few gears in his head start to spin as he thought of an idea for how he can spin the story.
Authors Note: And that's it for this chapter, kinda short and a shitty way to end it and I was hoping to add a little more but I think I've had to postpone this one for too long so I think this is one of the best stopping points.
As promised this chapter opened with the lemon between Mark and Ana, she was making him wait but the wait is over and I hoped everyone got some satisfaction out of it. There weren't many position changes and it wasn't the longest lemon I've wrote but granted Mark is tied up and there is only so many things you can do with someone who is tied up.
That little idea of not letting him climax though was based off something I once saw in a movie. Imagine the torture of being touched, fucked, and sucked to the point where you want to come but aren't allowed to. Oh the humanity.
And now we know Mark's ultimate plan of going legit, a night club. It's not original but it is a good way to make a lot of money and stay below the radar. Plus next chapter Mark will admit something about this particular night club he's starting that will make it all the more impressive. Also I think I introduced Miles Duffy at the BSU funeral but if any of you can't remember him he's based on Paul Spark's Character Mickey Doyle on Boardwalk Empire.
And as you can also see a pulled another character from Roman Empire into this story Beto. This time he's actually based on Greg Serano who plays Agent Medina on Power and as you can probably guess his relationship with Felix will be reversed in the sense that now he's the much older Ex-Marine while Felix is just the young guy in the barrio. So you will kinda see a mentoring relationship between the two.
I know the Azteca's attack on the prison bus and actually getting the two 4th Ward rapist was kinda overshadowed this chapter by the attacks in the 2nd and 17th Ward but like they mentioned with everything going on whose gonna take notice of a prison bus getting jacked for prisoners at that. They will have a much bigger role to play next chapter as they attempt to go after the last guy.
The scene of Ana at the airport is actually the build up for next chapter. Next chapter will follow mostly her, Mai, and the group of IAA Agents as they investigate the terrorist bombing in Liberty City and go after a known terrorist cell in Liberty with the belief that they were behind the attack. Aside from that next chapter I will also feature another person from Onkwehonwe's Concrete Jungle that will be coming to New Arcadia to help assist Mark in a heist against Joe and Task, Felix, Adahy, Ernesto, Miguel, and a few other Azteca's will find them facing off against the 4th Ward in the fortress that is the Saint Louis Housing Projects.
Thank you all for reading have a nice day Zilla Out.
