Chapter 46: The Complications of Being a Gangsters
Death and Pain are Always Knocking at the Door
New Arcadia (Hours Later)
"Please state your name." Asked a monotone voice that filled the ears of Mark who found himself sitting in a chair handcuffed to the table before her in an interrogation at the FIB Headquarters back in New Arcadia.
"Marcus Roman." Mark replied with a hint of annoyance in his voice as he looked at the Caucasian woman with short brown hair that was tied in a ponytail with glasses and a pants suit standing before him with a camera on his face. "Is that shit really necessary or are you just trying to piss me off more than I am?" he asked with anger in his tone.
"Consider this your closeup." Jenna let out as Steve, Alison, and a group of about three other FIB Agents found themselves standing out of the interrogation room watching the woman as she stood before one of the most dangerous men in the city of New Arcadia.
"Now Marcus Roman, and you're affiliated with BSU and the Roman Families." She let out to Mark's confusion.
"I can't be affiliated with the family I was born into, and if that's your way of asking are we affiliated with those Snot Rag wearing Trannies then I think you have your answer to that already." Mark replied while looking at the woman angrily.
"She didn't read his file?" Steve asked with anger in his tone as he looked to Alison.
"I guess not, I guess she's just winging it." The redheaded woman replied while keeping her eyes on Mark.
"Well then you're not affiliated with the Families, but you are affiliated with BSU. Am I correct?" she asked while Mark chuckled.
"I walked away from BSU years ago." Mark replied.
"And yet we arrested you and your friends at one of their clubhouses in Sunbelt City." Jenna replied while Mark shrugged his shoulder.
"Just because I'm not a member doesn't mean I'm not summoned from time to time." Mark retorted.
"Right because you and your friends are mercenaries ain't I right?" she asked just as the door opened to the room and Jenna went wide eyed as she and Mark watched a familiar brown haired man make his way into the interrogation room with a serious look on his face.
"And there's the asshole I was waiting for." Mark let out with a smile as he noticed Steve making his way into the room.
"I've got this Agent Hendricks." He said while Jenna gave him a confused look before rising from her seat and making her way out of the room while Mark continued to chuckle.
"I think you hurt her feelings." Mark stated with a chuckle as Steve took a seat across from him while Jenna approached Alison.
"What is he doing, he's going off script." Jenna asked with venom in her tone.
"He knows how important getting Mark to crack is and he wants to do it personally." Alison replied.
"I guess he couldn't get anything out of the others so he had to steal my guy." Jenna replied while looking to the other interrogation rooms where he noticed a few officers talking to Lee in one room and Jimmy in another room.
"Where were you two nights ago?" asked a balding FIB Agent as he stood before Lee who was only sitting down with his arms crossed over his chest.
"Eating your wife's pussy like it was sweet butter." Lee replied with an emotionless look on his face that seemed to anger the man more.
In the next room another officer was going through a similar encounter with Jimmy who'd just thrown up in a bucket and was now resting his head on the table trying to take another nap.
"Do you know a man named Matthew Morgan?" Steve asked causing Mark to look over to the side of the room before responding. "Not that I recall!"
"You don't know him?" Steve asked again causing Mark to again look over to the side of the room and respond. "Not that I recall!"
"You never met him?" he asked again this time with a hint of frustration in his tone as Mark took a few seconds to respond before again answering him with. "Not that I recall!"
"That's odd, because while we were serving a warrant for your arrest yesterday we pulled a bullet out of your living room wall with the blood of Matthew Morgan staining it along with camera footage that shows three masked men kicking in your door and you walking out with a bleeding Matthew in your arms." Steve let out while Mark merely looked away from him.
"Do you know a man named Peter Ennui?" Steve asked again causing Mark to again respond with "Not that I recall!"
"He's the Vice President of the Sunbelt Chapter of BSU and was one of the men you worked beside during your time in Sunbelt with them." Steve retorted while Mark kept his eyes away from the man. "Do you remember him now?" he asked.
"What are you trying to prove here?" Mark asked with a hint of anger in his tone. "You got me on camera having my house broken into a me carrying a man with a bullet wound out under duress." Mark replied with more venom in his tone. "All of that sounds like one big self-defense case if I did should the guy." He finished with a slight smile.
"It's self-defense if you did shoot him, but you have to confess to shooting him and telling us where he is and what was done to you." Steve shot back with a hint of anger in his tone. "A man isn't just kidnapped and comes back unscathed without something being done to him." Steve replied before standing up and looking down on Mark who eyed him angrily.
"Do you have an answer for that?" Steve asked as Mark gave him a low growl before taking in a deep breath and relaxing.
"I didn't shoot Matthew, one of his own guys tried to shoot me and ended up shooting him as we struggled." Mark replied while Steve took a seat in the chair across from him.
"Alright then where did they take you, where is Matthew now, and why were you in Sunbelt with BSU?" asked Steve who Alison could tell was getting frustrated from the youngest Roman returning with answers and not needing to come up with them.
"They threw Matthew out shortly after we left New Arcadia and I dove out before they took me where they wanted to and I ended up landing on bush near the swamp. That's how I got this injury right here on my side." Said Mark as he pointed to the bandage on his side he'd gotten from where he was impaled by the stick.
"I went to Sunbelt upon finding out it was Matthew I shot, turns out he's no longer in BSU. He was kicked out a few months ago after he developed a rather bad drug habit." Mark replied earning an angry look from Steve.
"You expect me to believe that load of shit." Steve asked with venom in his tone.
"You're a cop you're not gonna believe me, but it's still your word against mine and you can't prove none of what I say isn't true." Mark replied with venom in his tone before watching Steve angrily rush out of the interrogation room with rage in his eyes.
"Son of a bitch, we need to get the other two to start talking now if we want to nail this son of a bitch." Steve pointed out as he approached Alison and Jenna. "He's basically crafted a story that gives him deniability to almost everything." He added while both Alison and Jenna tried to calm him down.
"Hey Agent Douchebag." Mark yelled out earning the attention of everyone who turned to face the glass of the interrogation room where they noticed Mark sitting down with a smile on his face. "My guys are probably done being hard asses and are telling their stories so I suggest you go hear it." He added causing Steve to go wide eyed as he, Alison, Jenna, and the other agents made their way over to Lee's interrogation room where they noticed the Chinese man smiling at the man before him.
"I'm going to ask you again Lee Shen…where were you two days ago?" asked the bald man before Lee as the Chinese man looked at him with a smile.
"Being booked, processed, and jailed at Harrison County Jail in Sunbelt City with Jimmy." He replied to the shock of Alison, Steve, and Jenna.
"You were in jail?" the bald man asked.
"Yup, we were arrested on Assault Charges after we'd gotten into a fight with a couple of frat guys." Lee replied to the man's anger.
"Oh yeah well we'll see about that." The bald man stated as he walked out of the interrogation room while Steve and the others looked on with wide eyes.
Red Stick
The sun had barely started to rise on this day in Red Stick as Task found himself sitting in his home sharpening a few of his arrows while his bow rested beside him glistening after he'd just cleaned it. He'd come home after helping Mark in Sunbelt with the Thunderskins, and he was home alone with Adahy spending much of his time in Metra with the Azteca's so everything was mostly quiet.
His silence was soon interrupted though as his cellphone started to ring from an unfamiliar number that caused the Lakota to raise his brow at it. Normally he wouldn't answer unfamiliar numbers but something inside got the better of him and he quickly answered it.
"Hello!" he called out before hearing a somewhat familiar voice on the otherside of the phone.
"Taskmaster, this is Cheta." The voice called out causing Task's eyes to widen at the sound of the woman's voice.
"How'd you get my number?" he asked with a raised brow.
"You forget we met through a mutual friend so getting your number wasn't hard." The Rifa female replied while Task nodded his head.
"Alright what do you need?" he asked.
"Our mutual friend also let it slip that you're a gun for hire and that you've participated in a number of heist along with him." Cheta stated while Task rolled her eyes.
"I'm guessing Mark doesn't like to keep my name out of his mouth." Task shot back.
"If you're gonna be working with me, then I need to know everything about you." Cheta replied while Task gave a low growl. "As I was saying, I'm planning a job but I need another gunmen, one with experience, so how would you like to make a little extra money?" she asked while Task contemplated his response before finally agreeing to the job and meeting the Rifa in a few hours in Sunbelt.
Metra, Lincoln Parish
The drive to the Up-and-Atom restaurant on Metra's far east side wasn't long to Ernesto who found himself stepping out of his car and making his way inside of the restaurant where he noticed a familiar man sitting at a table on the far side of the room eating a Hamburger and Fries
"Even if you don't eat anything I suggest you order something just to keep an appearance." Link stated while watching Ernesto take a seat across from him.
"I'll pass on that, this meeting won't be long." Ernesto stated as he eyed Link angrily. "Where the hell is Mark?" he asked with venom in his tone.
"He got picked up with Lee and Jimmy a few hours ago in Sunbelt by the FIB." Link replied earning a slight chuckle from Ernesto.
"I guess his girlfriend couldn't save them from what they did in Rancho." The Onda member retorted while Link nodded his head.
"I can understand that you're upset about what happened in Rancho-." Link started before Ernesto cut him off.
"You're damn right I'm upset." Ernesto yelled out with anger in his tone causing a few people to turn their heads and look back at him before turning away. "Innocent people died, in what your guys did." He stated.
"Innocent people died in our conflict." Link replied. "We have to accept it though, what happened in Los Santos was an isolated incident between BSU there and the Vagos and Azteca's in Rancho." He added.
"Right but it wasn't too isolated seeing as two of your guys took part in it." Ernesto replied.
"They were there for Neto and his friend we could care less about the Vagos and Azteca's there, let alone the people." Link shot back while Ernesto eyed him closely.
"I'm guessing you guy have solid excuses on why they weren't involved in that attack in Rancho and that Mark and the others will be released later today and when they do I want to speak with all three of them." Ernesto retorted before rising from his seat while Link nodded his head and watched him leave.
"I don't think he's happy with your actions." Came a familiar voice that caused Link to turn his head and notice Sawyer sitting in the booth behind him.
"Yeah, but we expected that." Link replied while Sawyer nodded his head.
"Do you have my money?" he asked while Link reached under the table and slid the NAPD Detective an all-black briefcase.
"Ten thousand just as we agreed." Link replied while Sawyer nodded his head.
"It better be if you bastards want information on when the feds are coming down on you." Sawyer replied before rising from his seat. "I'm guessing you and your friends have a plan for getting your guys off the hook?" Sawyer asked while Link continued to eat his burger in silence.
Elsewhere
"Are we really doing this?" asked Manfred as he found himself standing in the warehouse outside of the Fishery Business the group owned with Davey, Eddie, Ronnie, and Buck.
"We got no choice, if we want to keep Mark and the others out of prison we need to go through with this." Ronnie replied while Manfred and Buck both shook their heads.
"I know it's tough to do and think about, but it must be done." Eddy replied before the group each nodded their heads and made their way into the room where they noticed Matthew lying on a bed with a bandage wrapped over his stomach where Mark had shot him.
"Shit you guys scared me." He called out while struggling to stand up.
"Yeah we do that." Davey responded as Ronnie walked over and took a seat next to the man.
"Come on we're driving you back to Sunbelt." Ronnie stated while Matthew gave the group a raised brow.
"Are you sure I'm good enough to travel?" he asked.
"Trust us, you're fine." Manfred replied before sending a look to Davey and Eddie and noticing the cold emotionless looks on both their faces. "We won't let anything happen to you man."
New Arcadia Police Department
The sound of shouting and the door slamming seemed to fill the ears of Alison and Jenna who stood by watching as Steve gave an angry growl upon receiving the information faxed over to them by the police in Sunbelt City.
"So let me get this straight, we have over fifty witnesses in Rancho saying that both of those men weren't just involved in that attack on Rancho but led BSU there." Jenna asked.
"Yeah well it's the words of fifty people in Rancho who both Lee and Jimmy can argue have never met them Vs. the words of the five Sheriff's that arrested both men, the medical staff that said they treated their wounds, the five Skinheads they got into a fight with that gave them their injuries, and the cop that claims they threw punches at them." Alison retorted.
"To add to that we've got video surveillance of Lee and Jimmy stepping off their plane in Sunbelt just hours before their arrest." Steve replied with anger in his tone. "These motherfuckers have solid alibis and are gonna walk." He yelled out with anger in his tone.
"What about Mark his story about his attackers leaving Matthew on the side of the road hasn't come back credible yet. Nobody has reported a body on the side of the road." Jenna shot back.
"Yeah not yet, if Matthew was alive I bet he's dead now and his body is being planted in place. Mark's not stupid those motherfuckers have solid alibis and there's nothing we can do to hold them." Steve yelled out before taking a seat in anger while Alison walked out of the room and made her way into Mark's interrogation room where she noticed the Creole sitting with his gaze to the floor.
"I'm guessing this is the part where you let us go." Mark stated while keeping his gaze away from Alison who walked over to him and stood before him.
This caused Mark to lift his gaze up to face her and notice the emotionless look on her face. His action was soon regretted though as Alison slapped him hard across the face with enough force to cause his head to spin the other way.
"Let it all out." Mark retorted before watching an angry expression spread across the face of Alison as her eyes widened and her nose flared before she threw a punch to the center of Mark's face striking him in the nose and causing it to bleed heavily.
"OW!" Mark yelled out as Alison grabbed him by his collar and managed to slam him down on the table before beginning to pummel him in the face with a series of right and left blows that bloodied Mark's lips to match his nose.
"Why can't you just be normal?" Alison asked as she threw another punch to Mark's already blackened eye just as Steve, Jenna, and three more FIB Agents came rushing into the room and tried to pull Alison off Mark and drag her out of the room while Mark sat up with blood leaking from his forehead.
"Wow such a service." Mark replied with a slight chuckle as he eyed Steve slowly. "I'll take my exit with you assholes holding the door with a smile."
Elsewhere
The drive to the club wasn't long for Link as he pulled his car up to the side of the building before quickly making his way in through the back entrance.
"Damn I thought we had reliable guards on this door." He said before making his way further into the building and arriving into the dance floor where he noticed the men that were supposed to be guarding the building sitting at the bar having drinks and flirting with the bartender.
"Fucking assholes." He said outloud before turning his head and noticing a figure sitting at one of the booths in the dark.
"We aren't open just yet." He let out before making his way over to the figure before going wide eyes and seeing who they were.
"The hell are you doing here?" he asked.
Sunbelt City, New Austin
The drive to Sunbelt wasn't long for Task as he found himself driving his pickup through the cities east side in the near the Luminous Park Neighborhood. As he found himself driving in silence he quickly realized he must have been driving through a gang neighborhood as a crowd of eyes seem to follow him as he drove down the streets.
As he quickly turned a corner though he spotted two Mexican American kids on bicycles starting to follow him all the while keeping just a little bit of distance between them and him to try and not draw too much attention.
After a few minutes of driving though they broke off him as he made his way to Luminous Community Park. A rather large semi-natural park with a few picnic tables, barbeque pits, and trees scattered around it while a large jogger path was on the side.
As Task pulled his car to a stop and started to step out though he quickly noticed that he was being approached by a Mexican American teen who couldn't have been no older then seventeen with light brown skin, dark brown eyes, and hair that was hidden under an all-black beanie.
"You Task?" the man asked while Task nodded his head while taking in the sight of the man's black baggie jeans, white wife beater, and red shoes. "This way." He replied before leading the Lakota warrior to a picnic table where he noticed Cheta sitting down with three other men.
"Glad to see you could make it." She let out while Task nodded his head.
"What's this about?" he asked with a raised brow.
"A money making opportunity." Cheta replied before looking to one of the men sitting at the table next to her. This man was of Mexican descent with a shaved head, trimmed mustache, and wearing black sunshades, a red jersey that had the number 14 on it, and a baggy blue jean pants.
"This is Chewy, and he's come to us with this opportunity." She added while Task turned to the man.
"Alright so check it, I got this cousin that works as the cleaning lady for Sunbelt Bank and from her I got the schedule for all the armored truck deliveries to the bank for the rest of this week." He stated while Task looked at him with a raised brow.
"So what you guys want to hit an armored truck?" Task asked earning a nod from Cheta. "Seems a little dangerous to pull this off on such short notice." He added.
"It's short notice, but we have to move quick. These assholes switch up the route every week and if we want to pull this job off we need to do it now since it's already the end of the week." Said the other man sitting next to Cheta. He was of Mexican and what looked like Irish descent with short black hair that was spiked up, a red button up shirt, and khaki pants.
"Mark said you have experience pulling these kinds of jobs with him and I'm hoping you can help us under the same circumstances." Cheta retorted while Task gave a raised brow before eyeing the woman closely.
"I'll see what I can do, but you have to show me the exact route the truck is coming through." He stated while Cheta nodded her head.
"We can do that." Cheta let out before leading Task away with the three other men.
"What did you get me into Marcus?" the Lakota whispered under his breath in frustration.
New Arcadia
The drive to the club in the 17th Ward wasn't long for Mark, who had to make a previous stop at a pharmacy to get some bandages and antibiotics for his hurting face after Alison's assault. He expected her and Ana to be mad enough to take their anger out on him in blows but he wasn't expecting her to almost knock him out.
As he made his way into the club he stepped past two of the guards that were standing by while three girls in black dresses walked past him smiling. The club wasn't scheduled to be opened for another two days, but that didn't mean he wasn't getting everyone ready for the opening night.
After shaking hands with the DJ and complimenting the bar tender, he quickly made his way into the back office area where he noticed Davey, Eddy, Buck, and Robbie standing behind the door with mixed looks on their faces.
"Why the long faces?" Mark asked as the group lifted their heads and looked up at him with smiles that quickly turned to looks of disgust as they took in the sight of his battered face.
"Dude you really need to take it easy or else your face is gonna fall off." Said Davey as Mark rubbed his cheek with a wince.
"I'll try to remember that." Mark replied before giving the group a half-smile. "Did you…take care of him?" he asked earning nods from the group.
"It wasn't easy…you know doing it to a brother." Eddy replied while Mark nodded his head.
"I know but remember when it comes down to us and them, we must always choose us over them. I doubt they wouldn't be thinking the same." Mark stated while the group nodded their heads.
"Have you ever…had to do that to any other brothers?" Robbie asked while Mark remained silent for a few seconds before responding with a "Yes, but only if it was a last resort."
"You guys should get some food, you've had a long day." Mark let out while watching the group nod their heads before walking away with Buck staying behind so Mark could put a hand on his shoulder and welcome him back since he'd spent almost the last three months in the hospital.
"Maybe I should invest in a bulletproof vest." He said while Mark chuckled.
"I got one for you in my car go out back and get it." Mark stated while Buck nodded his head and walked off.
"Link and Manfred are inside waiting for you with someone." He shot back to the confusion of Mark who made his way into the office building where he noticed a Link and Manfred sitting down with a familiar rather robust African American woman with short black hair, light brown skin, and wearing a dark blue shirt, black jeans, and black boots.
"Courtney!" Mark let out before going wide eyed at the sight of the girl standing before him who merely gave him an emotionless look.
"Glad to see you aren't being hauled off to the pokey brother." Link let out while Mark nodded his head without taking his gaze off the woman.
"Yeah, Lee and Jimmy should be getting released in a few hours as well." Mark replied while Link again nodded his head. "Why is she here?" he asked while looking to Courtney who sent looks to both Link and Manfred.
"Can you two give us a minute?" she asked earning nods from the two noncombatants who quickly stepped out of the room and shut the door behind them, but didn't stray too far so that they could at least hear the conversation that was taking place between the two inside the office.
"You don't seem all that happy to see me." Courtney stated while Mark shook his head.
"I am happy to see you, and see that you are fine. I'm just not all that happy about you vanishing after the last time we met." Mark replied.
"I vanished, but you know exactly where I was didn't you. You never stopped watching me huh Mark?" she asked.
"Of course, you're waging a war against the 4th Ward almost singlehandedly…of course I'm gonna keep tabs on you." Mark retorted.
"Which I shouldn't be." She replied with venom in her tone before approaching Mark and eyeing him angrily. "I expected you to fight beside me Marcus, hell after what they did to me I expected you to have wiped the entire 4th Ward off the map...but I guess I'm just not that important to you." She added.
"You are important to me." He shot back while Courtney merely chuckled.
"Really, because when your two friends got killed you started a war in this city that the National Guard had to come down, when you found out who did it you sent Lee and Jimmy to some damage all the way in Los Santos. I got beaten and raped almost on a daily basis and you haven't done much of shit about that." She shot back while Mark went to respond only to go silent as he realized the truth in Courtney's words. He hadn't made any real moves against the 4th Ward since rescuing her, sure he's hit them while they were doing work for Joe but that wasn't hitting them directly.
"You have nothing to say?" she asked with more venom in her tone.
"I didn't forget about you. Things have just been…out of control and hard to deal with all at once." Mark replied while Courtney folded her arms over her chest in anger before responding.
"Well now's the time you handle the 4th today." She replied while Mark raised a brow at her as she asked him. "Are you in or not?"
As expected, "Of course!" was all he needed to say.
Elsewhere
"I lost my cool." was the only words Alison found herself able to say as she found herself sitting in front of Steve and Jenna who stood before her with mixed looks on their faces.
"I get that Alison, but you may have jeopardized everything we had planned because of your actions." Stated Jenna.
"We had to cut Mark lose Ali, and it won't be long before we're cutting the other two free as well." Steve added while Alison stood by in silence.
"We were gonna cut them lose anyway." She replied in a hushed tone. She was mad at Mark for what he, Lee, and Jimmy had done. She was even more impressed though that they were able to pull it off and have a full alibi to skate away.
"Jenna give us a moment." Steve ordered causing Jenna to send a look to the man before slowly making her way for the otherside of the door and closing it behind her.
"How's your hand?" Steve asked as he took a seat across from Alison who looked down at her hand and noticed that her knuckles on her right hand were bruised and somewhat bleeding from the force at which she'd punched Mark.
"I'll feel it in the morning." She replied while Steve chuckled.
"I didn't know you could hit that hard. In all the time I've worked with you I never thought I'd see you lose your cool like that." He added while Alison sat back in silence.
She lost her cool and she may have lost the one she secretly loved because of her actions. She figured Mark would have known the next time they saw each other it would have went negatively but she doubted that he figured it would be her that really hurt him.
Still she felt right on the inside, it seemed like whenever she opened herself up more to the youngest Roman he goes and does something that makes her question her love. She couldn't prove it, and she was hoping the FIB, NAPD, or LSPD couldn't prove it, but she knew Lee and Jimmy were there and whether Mark knew about what they were doing or not there was still innocent blood on his hands along with all of theirs.
She wasn't happy about and she knew Ana was more than likely gonna be livid when she returned to New Arcadia.
When she returned, she knew things were gonna be bad.
Carcer City
While the sun was out and shining despite it being winter in Southern Louisiana, things were a lot different in the Midwest as heavy snowfall left much of the streets of Carcer City covered in a blanket of white with only a few people actually moving around the streets.
On the city's West Side though there was a lot activity on Steward Street as a convoy of three black Ballers drove down the street before coming to a screeching halt in front of a rather large two-story brick building with the label "The Headquarters" written atop it in blue letters.
This place was known heavily by the members of the Carcer City Police Department as not just being a gentlemen's club but one of the last safe havens under the control of the Gangster Apostles since the reign of power in the 80's and 90's.
It was a safe spot for them and today it would be the meeting hall for leaders of the Kin Nation to discuss their loss and retaliation in New Arcadia.
"This place is getting filled quick." Said Kyra as she found herself looking out the scope of her RSASS Sniper Rifle into the building where she noticed ten men already inside sitting at a large round table while another group of about five were at the front door trying to enter.
"Looks like this maybe the last of the arrivals." She added while watching as the three men that were guarding the front door of the entrance patted down the gangsters and took any weapons they had before entering the building. "Lucky for us most of the people inside aren't carrying guns but the self-appointed guards." She added again speaking into her earpiece.
"I guess I should thank them for that." Said Ana as she found herself running a finger over her shoes. "Be a dear and take out the guards at the front for me." Ana let out while a twisted smile spread across the face of Kyra as she pointed her Rifle at the man on the far left and fired a single shot that easily embedded itself between his eyes.
"The fuck!" yelled out the man closest to him as he and the other heard a loud thud and looked over to see the bullet wound in the man's head. Thanks to Kyra's suppressor the duo didn't hear the first shot and before the man could alert the other about his dead homie he was dropped as well by a bullet that hit him once in the throat and sent his blood shooting out like a geyser and staining the snow.
"Hey!" came a new voice to the third man as he turned his head only to be met with something sharp and pointy digging its way into his throat as Ana stood before him with a slight smile on her face that quickly faded as she kicked him off the push knife she had in her hands and watched as his blood started to mix in with the ice-covered sidewalk.
"Such a mess!" she let out while wiping the blood off her knife on the man's heavy jacket. When it came to using weapons she preferred guns, even for quiet close range encounters she preferred simply chocking her enemies out. Knives were more Mark's choice of weapons, but since her opponent was much bigger then him she decided not to chance it.
After putting away her blade though she quickly dug through the man's clothing and pulled five guns that he confiscated off the men inside the building before quickly looked them over then putting them on her person with the exception of two more.
"Be careful in there." Kyra called out from her earpiece as Ana gave a slight smile before pulling a flashbang grenade from her jacket, popping the top, and tossing it into the building.
The sound, it was a mixture of sounds that Ana had become so used to catching whenever she used a flashbang that it was almost like a song. The flashbang hitting the floor caused a clattering sound, then those that heard it spoke up and yelled, then the device went off, a series of yells soon followed, and finally…that's when the bullets start flying.
As she entered the room wielding two of her five Pistols she quickly spotted a man who was trying to make his way for the door looking back at her with wide eyes as she squeezed the trigger of one of her guns and forever leaving his face a mix of shock and surprise.
After watching him fall she quickly turned her guns on another guard who was trying to reach for his own gun. She striked him three times with the first two hitting him in the stomach and chest, striking his lung and liver, the last shot then went through his throat and he found himself back onto a couch while more screams seemed to follow.
It felt almost like a game to Ana as she found herself firing off more shots at any of the guards who tried to draw their weapons or return fire but were too stunned from the flashbang to do anything. As she then watched one man try and take cover in a room, she decided to unload what remained in her magazines into the door of the room instead of breaching it. Through the gunfire heard the sound of a body drop in delight before hearing the familiar sound of clicking as she tossed her guns aside and quickly drew two more before breaching the room that was filled with the gang leaders.
"What the fuck is this, you ain't no cop?" asked one man as he put his hands over his head while Ana smiled at him.
"No, I'm just a messenger from New Arcadia here to let you know that your war with Marcus Roman is now over." She let out while watching the men closely.
"Like we're really gonna listen to you bitch." Yelled out an African American man who looked to be in his thirties with black hair and a mouth full of gold teeth that were soon covered in red as Ana fired a single shot into the man's upper lip and watched as a few of his teeth were taken out of his mouth from the shot.
"Do all of you share the same sentiment?" she asked earning shakes of the head from the men who didn't want to end up like the man before them. "You shouldn't have given up your guns but I'll be sure to give them back to you, last ones left standing will take my message to heart." She let out to the confusion of a few of the gangsters before they watched her fire a single shot that hit a man of Puerto Rican descent that was the leader of the Loco Latin Apostles.
"Thank you for your gun." She said before pointing her weapon at another man and telling him the same thing before firing a single shot into his head.
"Please don't!" screamed another man as he watched her point her weapon at him and say, "Thank you for your gun!" before squeezing the trigger.
Sunbelt City, New Austin
As Task found himself going over the plans of their heist with Chewy and the two other men he was quickly taken away from the group as Cheta approached the men and ushered them away leaving her alone with the Lakota who looked at her with a raised brow.
"How's the plan coming?" she asked.
"All in all, I think we've got something we can work with. Getting the money shouldn't be too difficult." He stated while Cheta nodded her head.
"It's always getting away with it that's the hard part." She replied while Task nodded his head.
"If we pull this off though, explain to me exactly how you're gonna clean all this money because you're looking at over a hundred thousand?" Task asked while Cheta chuckled.
"That is our business, you just worry about cleaning your own money." She replied while Task rolled his eyes.
"Explain to me this, how exactly do you know Mark? I figured him to have allies in Sunbelt but I wasn't expecting him to be cool with Rifas." Task asked while Cheta chuckled.
"I met him through my brother, Baz, they met at a Cypress Hill concert after a fight broke out between us, BSU, and some Vagos." She stated while Task nodded his head. "Us fighting them expected, but it seemed Mark and homies jumped in because they were having problems with those Vagina's for the longest." She added while Task nodded his head.
"Since then we've had a pretty good relationship with Mark, even been to a few BSU parties. Not since he left them though." She replied.
"Did you and your brother pull jobs like this with Mark?" he asked.
"A few, he mostly took my brother with him whenever he needed another gun. I wasn't really deep into the Rifa life til a few years ago…after my brother was killed." She replied while Task eyed her closely.
"I'm sorry to hear that." He replied.
"Don't be sorry, he took out five of those Vaginas with him when he died and that's what all of us want." She replied before standing up and making her way out of the room while Task lowered his head.
He never truly understood the war between the Vagos and Rifas or La Onda and Nuestra Syndicato just that it was the reason for so many deaths and many of those dying were people who didn't understand what or why they were fighting for. It was a reason why he told himself he would never join a gang because they would always be fighting a war against an enemy they were more alike than anything.
As he thought more about it though he guessed that it was just the way of the world.
New Arcadia
The drive to the 4th Ward of New Arcadia wasn't long for Mark as he found himself sitting in the driver's seat of a stolen black Sentinal with his M1911 Pistol in his hands while Courtney sat in the passenger seat with an emotionless look on her face.
"Make a left up here." She ordered to which Mark followed.
"You mind telling me why we're in hostile territory because if you're looking for Mookie or Fatman they're locked up tight at that Housing Project and I doubt the two of us can storm it even if the Azteca's already did a number on it." Mark replied while Courtney still sat in silence.
"You know you're gonna have to speak to me sooner-." He started before the woman cut him off.
"Shut up and stop the car." She ordered causing Mark to slam on brakes as he noticed that they were parked in front a vacant Shotgun Home where three African American men were sitting out front.
"What is this place?" Mark asked with a raised brow.
"They call it The Stall and it's run by that bitch Chuckie D." she stated while Mark went wide eyes at the mention of the man's name.
"Chuckie D, with the Dirty D?" Mark asked with a raised brow.
"You know about him?" Courtney asked.
"Yeah he's one of the biggest pimps in the state. Word is he has girls working in brothels all-across the state. What's his relationship to Mookie and the 4th Ward though, I thought he wasn't even from here?" Mark asked.
"He's his favorite cousin." Courtney responded earning a roll of the eyes from Mark who replied with a "Figures!" remark. "Mookie always kept me close to him, but he wanted Chuckie to check me out so I could make money for them upstate. Lucky for me you showed up before he could ever see me." Courtney added while Mark nodded his head.
"So what's you want to just go in guns blazing and hope he's home?" Mark asked.
"I know he's home, that's why I came got you, but no I'm gonna go inside and make him call Mookie here when he does we put a bullet in them both." She replied while Mark nodded his head.
"Interesting plan, but do explain to me how you're gonna get inside?" Mark asked before watching Courtney reach into the backseat of the car and pull out a bag with a school girl uniform inside.
"Chuckie's a horn dog, pussy is his ultimate weakness and he has random girls from his stables coming by his places all the time to service him." She stated while Mark shook his head.
"I don't like the idea of letting you go in there alone." Mark shot back while Courtney eyed him angrily and yelled, "You don't have a fucking say in the matter."
With that said Mark quickly rolled his eyes before driving off if the duo were gonna do this they needed a plan…and better weapons.
Elsewhere
The sound of silence seemed to be getting to Lee who found himself resting his sore head on the interrogation table before him. As he layed there with his eyes close the sound of screams, shouts of pain, and explosions seemed to fill his head as the memories of the Los Santos BSU members being killed, gutted, and taken down filled his mind almost like a broken record.
As the sound of Samuel, Jesse, and Hardcase's voices filled his mind though Lee quickly picked his head with a violent jolt and noticed a familiar redheaded woman looking at him with a serious look on her face.
"Bad dream?" Alison asked while Lee slowly lowered his head.
"My mind is playing tricks on me." He let out while rubbing his hands over his head while Alison continued to eye him angrily. Unlike Mark though she found herself unable to let out her blind fury on the Chinese man, the same with Jimmy. Both seemed to be more physically hurt, but more importantly she could tell something was wrong with them mentally.
They both looked like they'd seen ghost and she could only imagine what was done to them in Rancho but it was something they had to live with and the more she told herself that the more she found herself hurting at those words.
"You and Jimmy are free to go." She let out while moving to unhook Lee from the table while the Chinese man sat back with a look of disapproval on his face as he watched the handcuffs come off.
"Aren't you going to go?" she asked with a seriousness in her tone that caused Lee to jump from his seat before making his way out of the room where Jimmy was waiting. The redheaded man had thrown up enough in the other interrogation room that the janitors had to come and clean it immediately and with seeing that Alison still wondered exactly what did all of them do.
"We're really just letting a bunch of murderers walk out of here?" asked Jenna as she, Steve, Alison, and a few more members of the FIB watched as Lee and Jimmy exited the building and went wide eyed as they noticed Link, Manfred, Davey, Eddy, Buck, and Robbie waiting for them with mixed looks on their faces.
"I don't think we have a choice." Alison responded while watching the group approach their injured brothers and help them back to their cars before driving off.
Meanwhile
The song Dear Love of Mine by Daniel Svakeiski seemed to be blaring the headphones of Marcus Roman as he found himself lying on the rooftop of the building adjacent to the home of Chuckie D looking out the scope of his M110 SASS Sniper Rifle while his CM901 Assault Rifle rested beside him.
As the song played the Creole couldn't help but to smile as he looked down on the three men who were guarding the Shotgun House before them. He was in his element, perched in a nest prepared to do some sharpshooting and with some good music on top of that. Yeah he was perfect or semi perfect as he turned his attention to Courtney who was now walking down the street.
The rather plump ebony girl had changed out of her normal clothes and was now wearing a hot pink button up shirt with much of the top buttons undone revealing much of her large cleavage and the tattoo on the top of her left breast, along with that she was wearing this really short denim miniskirt that when she walked it kicked up just a little and revealed the clear white underwear with a blue hem that hugged her ass almost too tightly, some white sneakers, and she put her hair in pigtails.
She was looking really sexy and to Mark and to add to her charm she was sucking on a purple lollipop like there was no tomorrow. As Mark watched the girl walk up to the three men and quickly start to charm them he couldn't help but to feel his anger start to rise as he watched one man grab her ass and hike up her skirt.
Seeing this made him want to just put a bullet in all of their heads right now but he knew he had to hold. He and Courtney needed them…for now.
"Shit baby you gonna let me hit?" asked the man who grabbed her ass causing Courtney to let out a smile before replying. "Chuckie…first then you." With that said she quickly stuck her lollipop back on her tongue causing the man to chuckle before knocking on the front door then watching as an African American man with a high afro and wearing a tracksuit stepped out of the house before going wide eyed at Courtney.
"That's Chuckie D, I was expecting a nigga in a purple suit not a dingy ass tracksuit." Mark whispered under his breath before watching as Courtney followed the man into the house with the door slamming shut behind them as they went inside.
"Alright Court it's all on you." He whispered under his breath as Chuckie led the woman into his bedroom where she took in the sight of the queen sized bed with a red light in the ceiling fan.
"Nice place." She said with a wicked smile.
"All for you baby." He replied revealing his two gold teeth before moving closer to Courtney who stepped back with a smile.
"Wait, I got something for you." She stated while moving her hands into the front of her panties while Chuckie smiled as he watched her before going wide eyed in fear as she pulled a small pistol from her panties and pointed it at his head.
"Shit!" he let out while Courtney chuckled before hitting the man in the eye with the butt of the weapon.
"You boys should really work on checking out the front more than the back." She stated while pointing the gun at the man's bleeding head.
"What do you want girl, money I can pay you." He yelled out while Courtney shook her head.
"No I don't want your money, I want your cousin Mookie and you're gonna call him and get him down here." She shot back while Chuckie nodded his head.
"Shit alright just get that heat out my face." He shot back while Courtney took his phone and quickly sent a text message to Mark that she was okay and had gotten Chuckie.
"Damn she works fast." He said to himself with a slight chuckle before noticing that his cellphone was now ringing from a familiar number that he recognized as the number Tasha had given him back after he saved her.
Something inside of him wanted to answer the phone but he knew deep down that he couldn't answer it. Right now he needed to focus on Courtney…like he always should have been doing.
Sunbelt City
The evening sun was shining brightly on this day New Arcadia as Task found himself sitting in the passenger seat of a stolen all-black Buffalo with three of the other Rifas who were dressed in black and loading magazines into their MP5 Submachine Guns while Task did the same with his M16A2.
"This plan of yours better work dawg." Said the man in the backseat. He was a rather muscular looking man of maybe Cuban descent with a shaved head and deep brown eyes hidden under a set of black shades that was almost a stark contrast to his dark caramel skin.
"It'll work, if not we won't be alive to make it through." Shot back Chewy while Task rolled his eyes.
"Layoff SX." The last man replied causing Task to look to him. He looked to be of Mexican and Puerto Rican descent with short black hair, light brown eyes, and with a small mustache developing on his upper lip. "We weren't really introduced but that's my boy SX, that's Chewy, and homies call me Felon." He stated while Task nodded his head.
"Taskmaster, Task for shot!" he shot back before shaking the man's hand in a friendly gesture.
"Taskmaster, we bought to see if that name really fits you homie." SX shot back while he and Chewy chuckled before the duo looked down the street and noticed a green and white armored truck speeding past them.
"We're about to find out." Task shot back as he pulled out his walkie talkie and put it to his ear.
"They're coming your way." He let out to which the woman responded with a slight chuckle.
"Don't worry I'm all set." She replied before lifting up her MP5 Submachine Gun and pointing it at the scared construction worker before her who lost control of his bladder and quickly pissed himself as she eased the gun closer to his face. "Stupid ass gringo." She yelled before grabbing him by the shoulder and forcing him over to where the construction machinery was located.
"Please I have a wife and son." He pleaded while doing as she ordered.
"You do what I say then you can go back home to them." She replied with venom in her tone while Task, Chewy, SX, and Felon continued to look at the stalled armored truck as it sat still at a redlight with three more cars already starting to pile up behind it.
"We're gonna miss our window." SX let out while Task started to curse under his breath.
"Come on Cheta." He whispered out with a hint of worry in his voice.
Just as the light turned green the armored truck started to move, but before it could even get past the white line a loud crashing sound caught the attention of everyone and caused them all to recoil at the shockwave of the noise which reminded them of something in a war movie as a rather large dark grey ball came almost out of nowhere and slammed into the side of the armored truck with enough force to send it flying on its side and crashing past the chain-link fence on the otherside of the street.
"Holy shit!" said Chewy as Task started up the Buffalo and quickly sent the vehicle flying in the direction of the armored truck while Cheta stood back with a sinister smile on her face as she looked at the scene before her.
After coming to a screeching halt in front of the truck, Task quickly stepped out with the three Rifa members who all took in the sight of one of the men stepping out covered from head to toe in his partners blood ontop of himself.
"Wait-!" Task yelled out but it didn't seem to matter as SX lifted up his MP5 and fired off five shots into the chest of the man who fell back and hit the door of the truck before sliding down into a seated position.
"We didn't need to kill him." Task yelled out while SX chuckled.
"He was a witness that was in the way so he had to go." The Rifa member shot back before he and Chewy made their way to the back of the truck where they noticed that the doors of the truck had been somewhat blown off revealing seven large duffel bags of money.
"Looks like we cracked the piggy bank in the process." Stated Chewy as he grabbed two bags of money with SX just as the sound of police sirens started to fill their ears.
"Shit you gonna help us with this man or just stare at that dead fool?" SX yelled out breaking Task from the sight of the man as he walked over and grabbed a duffel bag of money before tossing it the trunk and watching as it lowered to the ground.
He forewarned the men that getting a getaway car wasn't always about speed but getting a vehicle that could handle all the added weight of them plus the money. There had to be well over six hundred pounds piled into the vehicle with them plus the money and another hundred was going to be added when they picked up Cheta.
"This is about to be a real shit show!" Task called out as he jumped into the passenger seat while Chewy hopped into the drivers seat and SX with Felon hopped in the back. Chewy was apparently the better driver because he'd been in street races, but Task knew he was about to struggle.
Street Racers made sure to take out as much weight as they could in their car to make them go faster, so Chewy is used to driving while feeling almost weightless so he knew the man was gonna struggle now.
No sooner had he thought that though the sound of police sirens grew almost deafening as the group lifted their heads and noticed three squad cars for the SCPD speeding their way.
"Shit let's go!" said Task as Chewy slammed on the gas petal and sent the vehicle speeding forward causing the police cars to swerve in order to not collide with him as the Buffalo bounced onto the aspalt of the road Chewy found himself getting traction and was able to speed up more but not the required speed he wanted.
"Shit Chewy they are gaining on us." Yelled out Felon as he looked out the back window and noticing the three squad cars pulling up quicker with a Caucasian officer with short blonde hair leaning out the window with a Mossberg 500 and firing a single shot in the direction of the car and blowing off one of the sideview mirrors.
"Fuck they shooting at us." Added SX.
"Well fucking shoot back so I can concentrate on the road." Chewy yelled out with anger in his tone as SX leaned out the window of the car and fired off six shots at the first squad car and managed to hit the man with the Shotgun and watched with a smile as he hit he curve with a loud splat.
"Look out below bitch!" he yelled out only for the driver to start shooting at him with a Pistol before slamming the side of his car into the side of theirs.
"Shit!" Chewy yelled out as he struggled to keep control of the car. He was really trying to gun it, but that was being made difficult with the added weight of themselves and the money in the trunk.
"Damnit!" Task yelled out as he leaned out the window and fired off a barrage of rounds from his M16A2 and managed to hit the drivers-side tire of the police car and then watch as the driver struggled to keep control of the vehicle before plowing it into a mailbox on the side of the street.
"Now we're getting somewhere." Felon yelled out as Task looked to Chewy and noticed that he was continuing to try and push the car almost to its limits and it seemed but Task already knew that with the route they were going this car was going to be completely fucked.
"We're about to roll up and grab Cheta, you gotta do something about those two other Rollers." He yelled out as Task loaded another magazine into his Rifle before jumping out the passenger side window and fired another barrage of rounds this time aimed for the hood of the second cop car and watching with glee as a bullet managed to hit the engine and cause the car to sputter before white smoke came from under the hood and blinded the driver who couldn't help but to crash into a gold taxi.
"Why you ain't taking a kill shot homie?" yelled out SX.
"We stole a shit load of money and killed a guard, you really want to add killing cops on top of that. They call a 999 this way all of our exit routes would be cut off." Task shot back.
"I see the alleyway." Said Chewy as the group noticed Cheta standing in the alleyway between two buildings. "Shit I'm about to slow down." He added to Task's horror.
"Wait!" he yelled out as Chewy slammed on brakes but as soon as the car started slowing down the group heard a loud screeching sound before a loud crashing sound then a scraping sound as the brakes and suspension of the car gave way and caused the back to hit the ground and create a series of sparks as it flew towards the alley.
"SHIT I CAN'T STOP US!" Chewy yelled out as Task grabbed the wheel of the vehicle and sent it turning on its side before slamming into the alleyway with Cheta jumping out its path.
"Everybody okay!" Felon yelled out as Task kicked open the window of his car and climbed out before noticing the cop car that was following them come to screeching halt with the two officers inside stepping out brandishing their guns.
"Shit!" Task yelled out as he fired a shot at the man in the passenger seat striking him once in the chest and sending him flying back before hitting the driver once in the throat.
"Come on get the money!" Task yelled out as he watched Chewy pop the trunk of the car so that the Lakota and the other Rifa members could each grab a duffel bag of money.
"What happened to not trying to kill no cops wey?" SX asked while Task shot back angrily. "It was them or us!"
"Enough come on we need to go." Cheta yelled out as she grabbed a duffel bag of her own.
"They still got two left." SX yelled out before moving to grab one only to be stopped by Task.
"We don't need the added weight slowing us down now that we're on foot so come on." The Lakota yelled out while making his way down the alley with Cheta, Chewy, and Felon followed after him as the sound of police sirens drew closer.
"Shit how we supposed to get out of this shit now expert?" SX asked as the group noticed Task looking around before his eyes fell onto a manhole and instantly went wide eyed.
"They gonna have choppers in the air and men on the ground so we gotta go underneath them." He shot back to the protest of a few Rifa's who watched him pull open the manhole before tossing it aside.
"Man I ain't going in no damn sewer." Chewy shot back.
"Rather a sewer or prison, no skin off my nose." Task shot back with a hint of venom in his tone as he jumped down into the sewer with Cheta following after him, then soon Felon, SX, and Chewy.
It seemed to be their only way out so they might as well have not argued against it.
Metra, Lincoln Parish
"I can have the surgery?" Loka asked with a raised brow and a hint of excitement and surprise in her voice as she sat across from the specialist who looked down on her with a smile.
"Yes, I've gone over your test and see that your numbers are low but not low enough to deny you the surgery." He replied while Loka continued to smile at him. "Your surgery will be scheduled for tomorrow evening." He stated but his words were going on deaf ears as Loka was too excited to hear his words along with her though Felix and Ernesto couldn't help but to smile as well.
New Arcadia
As the sun started to dip in the sky Mark couldn't help but to suppress a yawn as he looked down at his watch and realized that he'd been lying on the rooftop for just a little over an hour and a half and there was still no signs of Mookie or anyone from the 4th Ward.
"Late as always, damn I don't have time for niggas." Mark let out with venom in his tone as he looked down at his phone and noticed that Courtney had sent him a text asking if anyone had shown up yet. To her disappointment nobody was here.
After writing her text he quickly noticed that he had another three missed calls from Tasha and five more from an unknown Sunbelt number. There must have been something going down in Sunbelt that needed his attention but right now it needed to wait. It especially needed to wait as the sound of car engines approaching caused Mark to drop his phone and re-shoulder his Rifle so he could catch sight of the four black Ballers pulling up in front of the home.
"Talk about a fucking escort detail, who the fuck does he think he is the president?" Mark asked under his breath as he watched Mookie step out of the backseat of the lead SUV with about nine other men stepping out and watching him as he made his way to the front door of the house.
"Showtime!" said Mark as he pulled back the slide of his Rifle before watching as the door swung open and a scared looking Chuckie D appeared on the otherside.
"What the fuck you call me for cuz." Mookie asked before taking in the sight of the scared look on Chuckie's face.
"Because it's time for your bitch ass to die." Courtney yelled out as she lifted up her Pistol and fired a single shot that hit Chuckie in the back of the head and sent Mookie diving for cover.
"SHIT!" he screamed out as he Courtney fired another two shots in his direction while the men who were guarding outside and Mookie's Bodyguards each drew their guns and moved to turn them on the house.
"No you don't!" Mark yelled out as he fired a single shot from his Sniper Rifle that hit one of Mookie's bodyguards in the back of the head. The man once had a set of rather long dreadlocks but now all he had was a rather large hole in the back of his head.
Mark then turned his Rifle on the man who grabbed Courtney's ass and instead of firing off a single shot he decided to let the man have it with four consecutive shots to the chest, face, stomach, and adding insult to injury shooting him once in the groin. "And stay your bitch ass down!" he stated before shooting another man in the back and watched as the bullet exploded out of his chest.
"Shit they got someone on-." Started one of Mookie's bodyguards before he was took bullet to the throat and fell down grabbing his severed jugular vein as his blood spewed out and stained the concrete with a mix of red and black.
The shot came courtesy of Courtney who couldn't but to shout "Damn" as another one of her rounds failed to hit Mookie who kept his head down while he tried to make his way back to his car.
"You're going nowhere!" yelled out Mark as he fired a single shot that hit the head of the driver of his SUV and watching as his brains coated the windshield.
"What the fuck." Mookie yelled out as he took cover behind another car while Mark shot another man in the throat.
"Well I guess this is the end." Mark stated before picking up his CM901 Assault Rifle and putting his hand on the trigger of the M203 Grenade Launcher attachment and taking aim at the truck Mookie was hiding behind.
Before he could squeeze the trigger of the weapon though the sight of Courtney running out of the house with her Pistol drawn and firing off shots at the men with one successfully hitting Mookie.
"Damn it Court you're in the way." Mark yelled out as one man armed with an AK-47 Assault Rifle finally caught sight of him and turned his weapon on the youngest Roman who ducked down to avoid the shots but lost his balance on the rooftop and ended up falling off screaming "DAMNIT!" all the way down.
"You're fucking dead Mookie." Courtney yelled out as four men sent a barrage of rounds her way and sent her rolling to cover while Mookie took his chance, climbed into an SUV, and drove off while his bodyguards looked on in anger.
"NO!" Courtney screamed out as the bodyguards turned their guns on her but before they could squeeze the triggers each one was cut down by a barrage of rounds striking them each in the back as Mark unloaded his entire thirty round magazine into them and watched as they each hit the ground face first.
"Shit!" said Mark as he lowered his gun and grabbed his side already guessing that he reopened his wounds. As he relifted his head though he quickly noticed Courtney trying to start one of the SUV's to give chase to Mookie only to be stopped as Mark approached her and pulled her out of the vehicle.
"No we have to go after him." She yelled out.
"Not with these we are, I shot out the tires and engine blocks of each vehicle, none of these work and Mookie's driving on a flat and I guess leaking something." Mark stated as he and Courtney looked down and noticed oil on the ground.
"All of this just means we have a chance to get him." She yelled out only for Mark to stop her again.
"We will get him, just not today now come on the police are coming." Mark yelled out before running off with Courtney following close behind him with anger in her eyes.
Sunbelt City
The sound of rats squeaking, water splashing, and the smell of bad water seemed to fill the ears and nose of Task and the Rifa members as they continued to trudge through the water filled sewers underneath Sunbelt City. The group must have been walking for three hours and they were all pretty sure they were moving in circles, anything just to keep from staying in the same spot.
"Man I wanted to roll into the hood with money in a nice car, not from the sewer smelling like shit and two bags light." Yelled out SX as Felon rolled his eyes at the man's statement.
"I'd rather be two bags light then locked up with twenty five and an L." he shot back.
"Shit would have worked if it wasn't for Chewy bad fucking driving." SX shot back.
"Ain't my shit the car you picked out was fucked up." Chewy shot back as Task continued to move through the water in an attempt to put some distance between the arguing Rifa members while Cheta approached him from behind.
"I can see you don't like to argue." She let out while Task gave a low scoff.
"Getting out of here and away from your boys is the most important thing on my mind right now." Task shot back while looking back at the three men who didn't notice that they were now farther ahead of them.
"Yeah when it comes down to doing jobs like this my brother had his own group of homies that would do jobs like this, but since he's gone that's fell on me." She replied while Task chuckled.
"I thought the Rifa's weren't as tolerant of female leaders as Vagos." Task replied while Cheta nodded her head.
"You're right I'm not the one running the Cliqua, my brother wasn't even running it. Hell we aren't even from Sunbelt" She replied to Task's confusion.
"What's your story then if you don't mind me asking?" he let out while Cheta nodded her head.
"Get us out of here and I'll tell you everything you want to know." She replied as Task turned a corner and the group noticed a ladder that lead back up to the surface.
"Guess you better start getting your story ready." Task shot back as he Cheta sent him a smile.
New Arcadia
The sound of Courtney screaming easily filled the ears of Mark as he found himself sitting in the office of his club watching as Courtney slammed her fist against the wall angrily as she remembered just how close she was to killing Mookie. He was inches away and he still managed to slip through her fingers.
"Damn it!" she yelled out before punching the wall again.
"Hey you're gonna hurt yourself so stop it." Mark yelled out causing her to look back at him with an angry expression on her face before pushing him.
"Why do you care, because you and I both know you don't." she yelled out causing Mark to roll his eyes at her. "Admit it Mark you don't give a shit about me, all you care about is your goddamn club." She added.
"You're not thinking clearly." He replied.
"No I'm thinking very clearly and I can see as well, this club is nothing but your way out. Your way to escape the hood and it's problems and me and my problems along with it." She yelled back while Mark started to eye her angrily.
"Face it Mark you're a goddamn selfish piece of shit." She added causing Mark to kick the trashcan next to his desk angrily before grabbing her by the shoulder and slamming her back into the wall and looking down at her while she stared back up at him with an angry expression on her face.
"This club…it isn't just my club or my brothers club, it belongs to all of us and you included." He shot out to her confusion. "I never forgave myself for what happened to you…never." He added with venom in his tone.
"This club isn't just my way of getting out of the hood, it's your ticket as well." He stated causing her to look up at him with a raised brow. "I plan on running this club, but I want you to run it with me." She he added to her confusion.
"What do you mean run it, because I'm not getting back on a pole again Marcus." she shot back.
"And I'd never allow you to." He shot back causing her to soften her expression at his statement. "At the end of the day I am Marcus Roman, I am the Concrete Soldier, I am the Black Gunslinger, and I am the Arbiter of Warfare. I can run this club from the shadows, while some else has their face in the spotlight…and I want it to be you." He finished to her shock.
"I know this is a lot to take in at once and you probably think you can't do it, but I trust you and I know you can do this." He stated while Courtney continued to look up at him with sorrow in her eyes.
"Why, why are doing this for me. You don't love me, I know about them white and Asian girl you been fucking around with. You don't care for me like you care for them so why give all of this to me?" she asked with tears starting to fall from her eyes.
"Because at the end of the day, you know me a lot better than they do. You know what I do, what I'm capable of, and you accept that whereas they try to rationalize it." He replied to her confusion. "The truth is though, I'm not a rational person." He started before looking away from her.
"I'm a grade A psychopath who from an early age got a kick out of hurting people. They don't accept that, but you do and that's something I need." He finished before watching Courtney look away from him before turning to face him as he leaned down so that he could plant a quick kiss on her lips that caught her by surprise but what seemed to shock her more was how quick he pulled away from her.
He didn't want to take it too far with her just in case she wasn't ready after everything she'd been through. Mark soon found his answer though as Courtney grabbed the back of his neck and pulled his lips back down to hers again for another kiss that she didn't want to end as quickly.
As Courtney ran her hands through Mark's hair he found himself running his hands along her waist before bending down so that he could plant kisses and swipes of his tongue along her neck while gripping her ass and remembering just how soft and firm it was. Hell he needed both hands to get a grip on it and there was still enough of her not in his grip.
He then moved his hands down to her thighs while Courtney moved her hands to shoulders and her mouth to his left ear where she whispered out to him, "Get on your knees!"
Deciding to follow her orders Mark quickly did as she instructed and got down on his knees while watching as Courtney moved her hands from his shoulder and down to her skirt where she slowly pulled her underwear off and tossed them across the room.
"Come here!" she moaned out as she lifted up her skirt and revealed her somewhat moist flower to Mark who quickly pressed his lips against hers without a second thought in mind as he felt Courtney squirm and moan out under the feeling of his tongue gliding over her clit before burying itself inside of her pussy.
"Yes Mark right there." She moaned out while grabbing the back of Mark's head and forcing his face deeper between her thighs almost til the point where his nose was touching her clit and whenever he turned his neck the sensation of his nose touching her seemed to cause her to moan just a little more.
"I'm coming!" she squealed out as Mark slapped her on the behind and flicked his tongue out so that as he pulled out of her the tip of his tongue could massage her moist walls as she climaxed on his face and started to grind out the wave of her orgasm against him as Mark continued to lap up her sweet juices that he could best describe as having the taste of kiwi.
After giving her lower lips one final kiss Courtney quickly pulled Mark to his feet and led him over to the couch before tossing him down upon it.
"You don't have to do this if you don't want to." Mark let out as he watched Courtney start to undo his belt buckle and force his pants down. "You don't owe me anything." He added while Courtney looked up at him with a serious look on her face.
"I know, but I want to feel something other than pain and anger." She replied before lowering her head down and taking Mark's member into her mouth causing him to throw his head back and let out a low moan as he felt her tongue glide over his shaft while she slowly pulled took him in and out of her mouth.
She first took all of him in her mouth as he was still wasn't all the way erect but once he was at his full length she started to take just a little of him in at a time and as she did so Mark instead of looking at her kept his gaze to the mirror that was across the room. For in it he saw his reflection staring back at him but he was more so looking at the Courtney's backside. She was face down ass up and that gave him a good view of her nicely round ass and her pussy up in the air and jiggling from side to side as she increased the speed at which she sucked him off.
As she started to massage his balls with her tongue Mark started to feel his own climax quickly approaching and Courtney knew that as well so with a loud pop she quickly pulled him out of her mouth and let the few strands of her saliva rest on his tip before she stood up.
"I'm ready!" she called out as Mark watched her undo the buttons of her shirt before tossing it to the otherside of the room than sliding her skirt from her off her waist and presenting her naked body to Mark who couldn't help but to softly stroke his member.
"Are you sure this is what you want?" he asked only to go silent as Courtney grabbed his member and positioned it under her so that she could gently slide down upon it.
She was still moist from her climax and Mark going down on her but still the feeling of being penetrated seemed to bring back some bad memories of her time under Mookie and Mark could see that in the face of the former stripper as she shuddered somewhat like a person out in the cold.
He then noticed a sorrow filled look spread across her face so to try and snap her back to reality he quickly put his hands in her hair and forced her to look down into his eyes and stare at him as he planted a soft kiss on her lips that seemed to bring her back to reality.
"I'm okay!" she let out with a low moan before starting to grind herself against Mark's erection causing them both to let out a moan as Mark crossed his arms around her back pulled her as close to his person as he could while she continued to bounce her bubble on his lap.
Then after about five minutes she spun on his causing Mark to give a low shudder as the feeling of the strippers inside shifted around his erection almost like that of a glove as she started to ride him in reverse.
He knew that this was her favorite position or really any position where her ass was bouncing off a guy and Mark could see that she was starting to get more into it. Her insides were tightening around him, she was moaning out more and more, and she even pulled his hands off her waist and moved them to her breast so that he could take both her breast in each of her hands and feel just erect her nipples were from his touch.
"Yes right there Mark. Yesss!" she moaned out again as Mark moved his right hand from her nipple and down to her moist cunt where started to gently massage out while Courtney took his hand and started to suck and lick his fingers similar to the lollipop from earlier.
"You like this daddy?" she asked while twirling on Mark's erection and going from top to bottom on his middle finger with her tongue while Mark continued to massage her clit. "I'm so close right now." She let out while Mark increased the speed of his thrust causing Courtney to jump up and down as she started back at herself in the mirror and took in the sight of herself getting fucked she felt herself becoming more aroused and at her breaking her point.
"OH GAAAWWD!" she screamed out as she finally released her second orgasm onto Mark who quickly felt his own orgasm approaching as Courtney fell on her side while Mark continued to fuck her from behind.
"Court I'm-." he started only for Courtney to cut him off with a passionate kiss and slamming her backside into Mark one last time before pulling him out and allowing him to blow his load all over her thigh and between her butt cheeks.
As the kiss came to an end the duo found themselves staring longingly at each other before Courtney came out and said, "I love you!" and to her surprise Mark responded with an, "I love you to!".
Sunbelt City
The drive back to the east side of Sunbelt wasn't long for Task as he found himself standing outside a Rifa safehouse watching as SX, Chewy, and Felon loaded their duffel bags into the house while he and Cheta stood by watching them.
"I would say let's go through the money and give you your cut but it seems you've already taken it." She said while looking at Task who kept his duffel bag thrown over his shoulder.
"Each bag is almost the same amount whether more or less I'm alright with what's just in this bag." He replied while the woman nodded her head.
"I understand." She replied while watching him turn to face her.
"So are you gonna tell me your story now?" he asked earning a slight chuckle from the woman who looked to SX and the others in order to keep her gaze away from the Lakota Warrior.
"We'll trade stories another day, it's been too long a day for both of us." She replied before walking off while Task stood by rolling his eyes and watched the woman walk away, swaying her hips in the process, in hopes to catch him staring at her. To her surprise he wasn't instead the Lakota was walking off without turning back.
Carcer City
The smell of lavender and cherries seemed to fill the air of the rather luxurious hotel Ana was calling her own while she was in Carcer City. She'd taken a quick shower to wash off all the blood of the Apostle members she'd killed today.
She told them that the last man left standing after she ran out of bullets would carry the message, but instead she ended up sparing five men and five bullets. It was move that surprised Kyra more so then Ana, she knew she wasn't going soft but instead she was trying to find her humanity that she once threw away.
As she made her way into her bedroom wearing only a red towel she quickly spotted Kyra sitting on the edge of her bed looking at the screen of her laptop. The duo wasn't just in Carcer City to send a message to the Apostles and Kin Nation. No they were here on IAA business as well and today was just a side mission from it.
"I think you'll be happy to know that your boys were all released from police custody a few hours ago." She stated while Ana made her way to her dresser in order to grab her nightgown.
"How did they pull that off?" she asked while pulling a red nightgown from her dresser and looking it over.
"I'm guessing they must have called in a favor from one of your other assets. They had the excuse of being locked up at a County Jail in Sunbelt City." She replied while Ana chuckled at her response.
"Douglas, you greedy piece of shit." She said with a smile under her breath.
"I knew they would have a legit plan and excuse, just didn't think they would go behind my back to make it happen." She replied while dropping her towel and beginning to put on the nightgown while Kyra watched her get dressed.
"You sound impressed, impressed enough to let Mark off the hook?" she asked earning a low chuckle from Ana.
"No, he's going to give me my pound of flesh one way or another. They all will!" She replied with a hint of anger in her tone.
New Arcadia (The Next Morning)
The sound of Mark's cellphone ringing seemed to be what snapped him out of his long nights slumber as he looked up and noticed that he was in his office in the club, but to his surprise the woman who fell asleep next to him was nowhere to be found instead there was only a piece of paper that was stuck to his stomach courtesy of scotch tape.
"Damn it!" Mark yelled out as he pulled off the tape and noticed that a few strands of his chest hair had been pulled off with the tape. As he looked down at the paper and read it he couldn't help but to laugh at the message Courtney had left him that only read "See You at Work!".
As he rose from the couch and started to get dressed his attention was again drawn back to his cellphone as he looked down at the device and noticed that he was receiving a call from Link and he had another twelve missed calls from Tasha and various Sunbelt numbers.
"Fucking hell!" Mark said as he skipped the Sunbelt numbers and quickly dialed Link's phone and put his cellphone to his ear.
"Hey brother-." Mark started before he caught the sound of screaming and yelling in the background of the phone that almost made Link's voice inaudiable. "What the hell is that you're gonna have to speak up man." Mark added.
"What do you mean Laurie is here, how is she-." He started before again being cut off and again going wide eyed as realization hit him along with the words of Link who continued to talk into his ear.
"Brother put Lee on the-." Mark started before the sound of gunshots and screams going off filled the air of the club causing him to drop his phone and grab his CM901 Assault Rifle from behind his desk and rush out the door where he noticed a man in firing off an AK-74 and gunning down one of his white bouncers.
"Who the fuck is this bitch trying to fuck up my club?" he asked with venom in his tone.
"Technically it's MY club. It's all ours club puto! You drained my bank account so you should know who I am. All the Comaradas from South Central. That makes us co-workers, fucker. Plus sending all those white boys in our neighborhood to terrorize us?" Pajaro yelled out while Mark merely chuckled before sending a barrage of rounds his way and causing him to roll to cover behind the bar.
"Fuck that! Your boy Neto tied people to cars and blew them up. So don't talk to me about terrorizing." Mark yelled back.
"You guys killed kids in my neighborhood. I just shot three people but they were all adults. The rest were smart enough to get the fuck out. You're lucky I didn't take out that bartender of yours." Pajaro shot back as he blindly fired from behind the bar.
"And you think that makes you human, because it doesn't all you are is a piece of meat." Mark shot back while moving to reload his Rifle. "You know you could have waited til your boy came down here to face me instead of doing so yourself. I would have never known who you were aside from what I did…technically I still don't know who the fuck you are because I drained a lot of people's accountants." Mark added while rolling his eyes to Pajaro's anger.
"You should have stayed the anonymous insignificant ass bitch but now you fucked up. You fucked with my club, you killed my guys in Los Santos, and your interrupting a pretty heavy moment for me and THAT SHIT AIN'T COOL!" Mark yelled out before firing another barrage of rounds at Pajaro who returned fire back at Mark causing the Creole to roll in order to avoid the shots.
"I had to kill at least thirty people in that ward of yours before anybody would cooperate. I'm not a monster though, I didn't kill the motherfucker that gave you up. There'd be no reason to. You're going to die even if I have to take you down!" he stated while Mark merely chuckled.
"Alright then, but you're gonna die first." Mark yelled out as he fired another barrage out Pajaro who made one quick jump from cover and shot Mark managing to graze his shoulder and cause himself to stagger backwards before firing off a barrage of his own and striking Pajaro twice in the chest but only managing to hit his vest.
"To say you have a death wish you came pretty prepared to live." Mark let out as he looked at his bleeding arm before letting out a low growl.
"If I live taking you down that's even better, but just know I'm going after your amigos next." He yelled back while firing off a barrage of rounds at Mark who had to take cover behind a desk.
"You know you fucked up by coming here right?" Mark asked while Pajaro merely chuckled. "Your first mistake was coming to my club, my club, a building I know the layout of because that gives me an advantage." Mark replied.
"Your second mistake, joining a gang with bright colors and wearing those colors to do a hit." He added while Pajaro looked down at his AK and realized that he'd run out of ammo. To make sure he was ready for Mark's next assault he quickly drew out his two pistols and readied himself.
"Get to the fucking point already so you can come out and I can dome your ass Mayate." Pajaro yelled out before feeling a sharp pain in his side and noticing that he was leaking blood.
"Alright let's make things a little more interesting." Mark stated while pulling out his cellphone and pressing a few buttons and then watching as the lights inside of the club became dim almost to the point where Pajaro could barely see anything around him.
"Now here's the fun part." Mark replied with a chuckle causing Pajaro to fire off a barrage of rounds in any direction inside of the club hoping to hit something before ducking back down into cover.
"My turn!" Mark replied before Pajaro heard a single shot and felt a sharp pain in his right leg that caused him to drop down and notice a bullet wound in his right leg.
"You know that bar cabinet cost me six G's so you can imagine I'm not too happy to have to put a bullet through it, but if it gets you out of here quicker and me to my brothers it's worth it. I'll just cover it with duct tape it solves all problems but it won't save yours." Mark shot back causing Pajaro to roar in anger as he fired another barrage of rounds in the direction Mark's voice was coming from before moving to reload.
As he went to load his last two magazines in his Glocks he was cut off as the lights inside of the club came and somewhat blinded him.
"Shit!" he said before moving to cover his eyes but in doing so he failed to notice the butt of Mark's rifle slamming into his face until after it was too late.
"Stupid asshole!" Mark let out as he looked at the crumpled body of Pajaro while taking in the sight of the large pool of blood that was already starting to form under the man. "I just shot you in the leg even if I hit an artery you shouldn't be bleeding like that." Mark let out before noticing the bullet wound in his side.
"Guess you got something from the 3rd Ward and in return." He finished with a chuckle before looking around the room and taking in the sight of one of his dead bouncers who was wearing a rather large gold chain with read South Side.
"Niggas and they extra flashy as jewelry." Mark let out as he walked over to the man and pulled off his chain.
Sunbelt City
"Come on Mark pick up please pick up." Tasha said under her breath as she found herself standing with Pete and two more BSU members in the basement of a hospital.
"Tasha!" Pete let out as he grabbed the woman by the shoulder in order to get her attention. "They're bringing them out." He added as Tasha turned her head and watched as a doctor wheeled out two gurnies that were covered in white sheets.
It didn't take a genius to figure out that there were dead bodies under them, still she had some hope that they had identified the bodies in one of the deadliest campus murders in Sunbelt history didn't belong to her old friends.
As she watched them pull back the sheets of the first gurney though she couldn't help but to go wide eyed at the man.
"Blondie!" Pete said with fear in his voice as he looked down at the cold grey body of the man who was once his friend and named for his iconic blonde hair that now seemed to look almost as pale as him. The doctor then pulled off the sheets of the next person revealing a man of Salvadoran descent.
"We don't know him." Pete stated earning a nod from the doctor.
"There were other bodies at the scene but they were too badly deformed for us to bring out." He replied.
"Don't bother…we know who they were." Tasha let out while wiping a tear from her eye.
New Arcadia
Things were finally starting to return to Pajaro as he slowly opened his eyes and noticed that he was lying on the floor of a nightclub with a familiar Creole man standing over him with an emotionless look on his face.
"I wouldn't move too much unless you want to bleed out." Mark let out while looking down at Pajaro who started to reach for his gun only to realize that his hands were bound by rope.
"You might as well just go out and kill me because I'm not gonna tell you anything and you won't break me with torture." He said with venom in his tone while Mark stood in silence.
"Earlier I said you made mistakes coming here, but I forget to tell you the most important one." Mark replied before walking away from Pajaro who watched him grab a pair of tongs before making his way over to the bar area of his club where Marrick and three other 3rd Ward Gangsters were standing by watching him.
"Let me guess fucking with you?" Pajaro asked earning a shake of the head from Mark.
"Good guess but no." Mark replied with a smile before nodding his head at Marrick then watching as he and the 3rd Ward Gangsters moved over to Pajaro and started to hold him down with one man grabbing his cheeks and forcing his mouth open.
"Your biggest mistake was facing me after I promised my brother to make sure none of you had an easy death." Mark let out with venom in his tone as Pajaro watched Mark pick up a metal cup that was on a Bunsen burner on the bar using the tongs before slowly walking over to Pajaro.
"You don't have to talk all you have to do is show fear, now be a big boy and kiss my dead friends necklace for him." Mark let out with venom in his tone before he turned the cup over and started to pour the searing hot orange liquid metal into the open mouth of Pajaro who tried his best to squirm as the hot metal scorched his tongue and burned seared his throat as it trickled its way down inside of him.
Through all the squirming he tried his best to come out with a scream but instead all he managed to do was blow bubbles in the liquid as he looked into the eyes of Mark and noticed him sticking out his tongue and laughing with wide terror filled eyes that would be forever etched on his face almost like writing in stone.
As his squirming seemed to die down Marrick and the other men let him go and watched as the life faded from his eyes yet the terror filled look continued to stain his face.
"Get me a postage stamp Neto deserves his body and to the see the look on his friends face." Mark let out with venom in his tone.
Authors Note: And there you have it for this chapter everyone. I know It hasn't been that long since I last updated but I've been having a lot of free time since school was closed all week because of the snow. Plus this was a relatively short chapter its main focus was to show the ending of Mark and Pajaro battle and respond to what happened to Laurie and the other group of BSU members.
I didn't fully get into the aftermath of Laurie's death but I will next chapter and let's just say next chapter will show a different side of Mark and BSU that I know a lot of people have been waiting for.
I know I promised to show Ana doing hits on the Gangster Apostles in Carcer City earlier but forgot to do so, hopefully this makes up for that. That scene of her executing the gang leaders with shots to the heads and saying "Thank you For Your Gun!" was based on a scene from the new Punisher vs Deadpool Comic. That scene was dark but it does seem like something more along the lines of what Ana would do over Mark.
Alison attacking Mark may have caught you by surprise but it's been long coming. I have shown her being quite fed up with Mark and his life and after what happened in Rancho it just seemed to explode until it came out. Expect a much better exchange between the two, next chapter though.
Task heist with Cheta and the Rifa I know seems rushed and just kinda thrown together but that was sorta the point of the heist. I wanted it to be rushed and thrown together. When I first introduced Task and Adahy they were amateurs at doing heist and looked to Mark and BSU to show them the ropes. But now look at Task he was on his own, he took charge, he got the money, and made sure everyone got out alive while knowing the plan and execution would be greatly flawed. So in a sense Task now has just as much skill planning and executing heist as Mark and we can expect to see more of that in the near future.
Also the Rifa members I introduced are all based off the members of Cypress Flats. SX is based off Sen Dog and his name SX is a play on Sen Dogs other band SX-10. Chewy is based off DJ Muggs, and Felon is based on B-Real. I will introduce more Rifa characters as the story goes along and as Task sorta makes himself more known within the Rifas.
Mark and Courtney's almost got close to killing Mookie. That's been something that was long coming but I never got around to doing it and showing the two getting back together or rekindling what they had before she was raped. Will she get her revenge…I won't spoil but let's just say a lot of things are coming in New Arcadia.
That last scene of Mark killing Pajaro by pouring a melted gold chain in his mouth was based off scene in Vikings where Ivar kills a Catholic Priest by pouring the melted metal of a cross down his throat and Mark saying "Kiss my friends Chain." Is based off Ivar saying "Kiss your Cross."
Be sure to stick around for next chapters as Marks club finally opens and the group receives their first unwanted guest, Tasha and members of both BSU and what remains the Tax Free Faction leave New Austin in fear and try to seek asylum in New Arcadia, Lee is out for blood because of what happened to Laurie and his rage leads him to Meta, and Task finds himself pulling another job with the Rifas.
Thank you all for reading have a good night.
