Chapter 49: Who Wants Barbeque

The Russians, The Rifleman, The Shotgun Mary, and The Rumble on Interstate 101

Sunbelt City

Miguel was a bit buzzed and a bit high. He was harassing men in the middle of the neighborhood and making passes at women in cars driving by. Adahy approached him. "A dog! Que paso, homes! You want some pisto?" He put an arm around the big Creek. "No. You know better than that. We gotta talk."

"About what?"

"Back in New Arcadia. People are wondering where you went."

"So? Let em wonder. I'm where I belong."

"Is this cause of Lade Joker? Because..."

"No...but I know how she thinks and i know how Cruz and all them think. Tu sabes, they can respect mi papa cause of what he does there and they can choose not to respect me. It's real easy for them to look at me as the bad guy. They think...they think that I didn't do nothing for them but I've capped a lot of motherfuckers in their honor. Well I don't need to go back to Arcadia. They respect Ernesto is Sunbelt...though a little less these days cause of how much he goes there. And me? Shit...my hometown is where I get respect..." He let out a bitter smile. "I aint stupid, ese. I know they don't got any love for their carnal, Miguel. I don't go where i aint wanted."

"Now you sound like you're feeling sorry for yourself."

"Look, fool. The women in Sunbelt are way finer than in New Arcadia. You should come out to St. Anthony with me sometime. El Camino too. Mi padre? He can deal with New Arcadia. But he's the only Ondero that gives a fuck about it anymore. You know...think about this. I get that our clique is big and theirs is small but a loss is a loss, right? Do you think anybody from Lincoln Parish gives a shit...that people are dying right here in the streets of Sunbelt? People been losing their lives against Roman Boyz, against Ballas, against other cliquas...where's the tears New Arcadian cliques have for dead Locos out here? Y Marabunta? Or South West Pachucos? We got way more enemies out here to go with having bigger numbers. They want us to solve all their problems, right? Care when they bleed. When was the last time any of them came to one of our funerals, homes? They're wannabes...you aint Onda you aint a South Sider. Papa does what he can for them but if any of them ended up in a Loiusiana pinta instead of in our state what would he be able to do for them?"

He then said, "Look, you're here fuck it let's party we can get a block party going call some rucas..." He whistled at a carload of women and started speaking in Spanish at them. They stopped. There was three pretty Chicanas inside. The first had curly brown hair and red lipstick and and wore a 69ers jersey cut into a crop top and baby blue shorts shorts. The next had her eyelids painted black and her eyebrows did up and she wore a brown and white plaid checkered shirt and khakis but had part of her black g string showing in the back. She was driving The next was a Chicana with long legs wearing a white midriff top and had her hair tied back in a ponytail. "Orale guapos! You wanna party with some real rucas?"

Miguel encouraged him to get in. They did and as soon as they were inside the car and driving, two out of the three women were all over them. The girl in the ponytail was all over Adayh sitting on his lap kissing him. His eyes opened wide in surpise but she was rather attractive and in her early 20's and quite busty. Miguel had the girl in the jersey's bare ass in his hands a he pulled down her jeans shorts and he was kissing her his hands rubbing her stomach up to her breast but one hand made its way up to her panties. She had unzipped his pants as she kissed him and began to jerk him off and he began to finger her through her panties and before long under them. He felt her getting wet.

He asked, "Hey mami...I like these odds but is there more hynas that look just like you?"

"Si papa...there's a lot more where that came from..." Adayh was getting deeper into the foreplay as well already lifting the brunettes top above her head and sucking on her perky nipples. Just then, Miguel saw where they were going and he saw it wa a Rifa neighborhood. He saw a few men standing on a corner up the block and he realized that though they were dressed in neuteral colors, they were North Side Rifas. "Oh SHIT, Adayh! These bitches are fuckin busters,man they're trying to get their vatos to kill us!"

He pushed the chola off him and tried the door but it was locked. The window was still open and he tried to jump out but the chola grabbed him by his hair. The young Onda member punched her repeatedly in the face until she let go. He then proceeded to jump out the window to the street below. He hit the ground hard and twisted his ankle. "FUCK!" He cried. He had landed on Crocket Avenue. Adahy was trying to wrestle the steering wheel from the driver while the girl that had her tits in his face moments ago held his neck trying to stop him. He got the girl to lose control of the car and it turned the direction of the main street outside the park. He managed to get away from the other girl and push the driver out of the car but before he did that he pulled on her g string and let it snap back onto her ass. "Ahhh!" She cried. He fell out himself in the process landing on top of her and the car rolled into some parked cars.

It was now a footrace for survival for Miguel and Adahy. The former had a head start but he paused to look for Adahy. He wasn't going to let the Coushetta Creek die by himself. Adahy ran up Crockett behind some parked cars. Miguel ran through the park hard trying to keep trees between himself and Rifas. They had split up. They were chasing after the two and shooting. They were able to make it down South Avenue. A couple more blocks and they would get to the South West neighborhood. As Adahy crossed the street, he was shot in the left le. Miguel was way ahead of him but turned back to help. The Rifas were coming in for the kill. This was happening in the middle of a park so parents and kids screamed and shielded themselves over their kids.

Miguel had forgotten he had a .25 sitting behind his back but Adahy had seen it. "Shoot!" He yelled. "I left mine in my car back in your neighborhood!" Miguel got the gun out and started blasting. The Rifas scattered and Miguel got to Adahy and helped him but one Rifa who had a .45 that had shot at them shot again and turned to run. He slipped and fell on the way. Miguel ran up to him and the Rifa pointed the .45 at him and pulled the trigger but he had no bullets left. Miguel put the .22 five inches from his face and pulled the trigger yelling, "Aztecas controllamos todo!" There was no bang. The gun jammed. Miguel hit him in the face busting his nose and ran like hell. Adahy made it pretty far on his own bit he still wasn't safe.

The Rifas stopped chasing them only because they heard sirens. Adahy told him to run before they showed up but Miguel stayed with them. He ran into an empty lot and hit the gun under a rock before the cops could see him. The Sunbelt Police pulled up and drew weapons on both of them saying, "Show me your hands!" They complied. "What happened?" Demanded the first officer a cornfed white boy with beach blonde hair and blue eyes standing at six foot four. "I just heard gunshots, officer, and I ducked down I didn't see who..." The cop rolled his eyes. "Bullshit, Santana," He said in a thick southern accent. "I know who you are and who your family is and one of these days I'm gonna lock your ass up."

"He's not lying, officer. He heard shooting. I think they meant to hit him but they hit me... he just came to help and they ran when you got here."

The redneck officer got a note pad out to take his information. "And let me guess...I don't suppose you saw who they were either, right big fella?"

Miguel had the feeling they would be in the clear soon but he had to wonder what happened to the three bitches that set them up. He hoped that the one that fell out had broken her neck

New Arcadia (Three Days Later)

The sun had long since set on this day in New Arcadia as Davey and Eddy found themselves riding two stolen motorcycles through the dark streets of New Arcadia with two other members of BSU riding bitch. The duo didn't really have any place to go until one of the men sitting behind them received a phone call and whispered it out to Eddy who nodded his head before leading the group down a few more blocks.

Upon entering a dark alleyway the duo quickly noticed two women at the end of the alleyway. One of whom was of mixed African and Mexican America descent with long black hair and sun kissed skin while the other was of Caucasian with short blonde hair that was tied into a ponytail and dressed somewhat like a hipster.

"We spotted some." Said the mixed girl stated as she pointed to the end of the street where Davey and Eddy noticed a group of about five gangsters from the 4th Ward standing on a corner slinging dope and laughing with each other.

"Lee said make sure these fuckers get the message that they're not safe outside of their apartment complex." Said Davey with a hint of venom in his tone. "Let's remind them." He added before looking back at the man on the back of his bike and watching him pull a Mini Uzi from the back of Davey's pants while the man on Eddy's bike pulled a Mac-10 from his waist.

"You two head back to the club we got this." Said Eddy stated earning nods from the two women before they walked off while the four men on motorcycles pulled mask on their face and rode off in the direction of the 4th Ward Gangsters who didn't have enough time to react before the series of gunshots rang out in the distance.

As Davey and Eddy rode on the group of 4th Ward Gangsters, Buck found himself standing at the ATM of a liquor store trying to get money out of his account when he watched as an African American man wearing a dark blue jacket, black jeans, and white shoes came in and asked the Indian man at the register for the bathroom key.

As Buck looked out the store he quickly noticed an African American woman with short black hair that was tied into a bun and designer clothes standing outside the store waiting for the man to come out with the key so they could more than likely fuck in the bathroom.

After watching the man take the key the BSU member quickly took his money from the ATM and watched as the man walked out of the store and took the giggling girl into the bathroom. As the two became intimate though Buck made his way back to the car he'd boosted from the store and pulled his Glock 19 from under the seat before making his way to the bathroom door and kicking it open.

"Man what the fuck-!" the Gangster started before Buck raised his Pistol and fired off four shots that hit the man in the back and sent him sliding to the ground while the woman he was on top of screamed in fear as the man's blood coated her face and forever stained her clothing.

Meanwhile

"So how was the return to Sunbelt?" asked Link as he found himself sitting in the driver's seat of a car with his cellphone to his ear.

"It didn't go entirely as planned it would seem Miguel was expecting us." Stated Mark as Link nodded his head.

"Just be lucky you're alive, I doubt Miguel would be alright with you being there a second time." Link retorted while Mark merely chuckled.

"Nah he wasn't gonna kill us, that pricks has power like he never had before in his lifetime and he wants to show it off and flaunt it in all of our faces." Mark stated this time causing Lee to chuckle.

"Is it working?" he asked with a seriousness in his tone.

"No, the Rifa's completed their first job by destroying the South West Vagos gun stash. Their next move will be to move on them and Miguel personally, I suspect they'll be making their move in…a few hours. I doubt they'll fully kill him, but our message will be sent." Mark finished earning a nod from Link. "While that's going down me and my group are gonna be picking somethings up." He added.

"Okay but do you mind explaining to me why I'm the one who has to sit down with the Ward Bosses. I think they'd rather see a face that's more like their own instead of mine." Link retorted.

"I'm aware of that, but they won't get their wishes. I get my respect by fear in New Arcadia, and they need to know that my fear and respect extends to all my brothers…you being the main one." he finished earning a nod from Link.

"Alright I'll-!" he started before looking down at his cellphone and noticing that he had a text from a familiar number. "Shit, brother I gotta go." Link finished before hanging up and whistling out the window where he noticed Tector, Robbie, and Billy making their way out of an alleyway with blood on their hands.

"There's someone waiting for me back at the club." The Irishman stated while the group climbed into the car. "Call Buck, Davey, and Eddy get them back here we've spilled enough blood for the forth to get the message today." He added before driving off while a 4th Ward drug dealer reached out for them in pain as he held his guts in his hands after being stabbed thirty-one times by the three BSU members.

Sunbelt City

"What was that about?" Ren asked as Mark returned to her, Lee, and Jimmy who were standing inside of a rundown home on the cities Northside.

"Nothing, things in New Arcadia are going is planned and Link is having doubts about his job but he will go through with it." The Creole stated while everyone nodded their heads.

"It's hard the first time around, but he'll do fine." Stated Jimmy with a hint of venom in his tone.

"You mind explaining to me what we're doing here?" asked Ren as she eyed the three BSU members who moved for a wall and started to knock on it.

"A few years ago we robbed a military installation not far from here and stole a shitload of guns." Mark stated to the shock and surprise of Ren. "We than strategically placed these guns in select locations just to make sure they were around when we needed them and in places where we could get them if we needed them." He added.

"Also just in case someone with the right amount of money came to us and wanted to buy them." Jimmy added.

"You guys really went as far to rob a military base?" Ren asked.

"We didn't have a choice, the AV declared war on us and we needed a shitload of guns that would be untraced to us as quickly as possible." Lee added.

"Well than why are we here now, don't you have enough guns back in New Arcadia?" the Japanese woman asked with a hint of sarcasm in her tone.

"Yeah, we do, but right now we got a buyer who we're gonna…assist in a way." Mark replied earning a confused expression for Ren before she watched Lee and Jimmy remove a piece of the wall to reveal a M9 Flamethrower behind the walls along with a M249 SAW Light Machine Gun, FAMAS Assault Rifle, G# Battle Rifle, and MP5 Submachine Gun. "Some of these weapons weren't all taken from the military base but are military issue." He added with a slight smile as he looked over the weapon with a smile.

New Arcadia

The drive back to the club wasn't long for Link as he walked through the double doors with Davey, Eddy, Robbie, and Buck by his side as a group of BSU members parted to step out of their way as they headed to the back office.

After entering the room without so much as the knock the group was caught somewhat by surprise to see a familiar redheaded woman sitting in the chair of Marcus with an emotionless look in her eyes.

"Ali, we weren't expecting you back so soon." Said Link with a half-smile.

"Where the hell is Marcus and what is all that back there." She asked with a hint of venom in her tone. "And don't stand there and lie to me…none of you." She ordered with more venom in her tone.

"Sunbelt, all three of them are there Mark, Lee, and Jimmy." Link retorted while Alison merely nodded her head before chuckling.

"Just out of the hospital after a surgery a few weeks ago and now back on the frontline as always." She said with a hint of anger in her tone.

"He's in recovery, but he hasn't held a gun in weeks and he's not in Sunbelt to fight but to mediate." Link replied.

"Mediate…like how he mediated things with Neto before his escape." Alison retorted with more venom in his tone. "I thought all our problems were gonna go away Link, but it seems like I'm just coming back to more of problems than solutions." She let out with a hint of sadness in her tone causing the BSU members to lower their heads.

"Mark will be back tomorrow night or the day after. You hold a great deal of anger towards him for his actions. Hear him out, and let your anger out on him. We're just the soldiers, following orders and hoping to make things right." Link stated while Alison looked away from him in anger. "Mark was staying at his apartment in the 17th, you're welcome to stay there and wait for him to return. We've got other matters to attend to." Link finished before walking out with Davey, Eddy, and Robbie while Buck stayed behind to look at Alison for a few seconds before following after the group.

"She's pissed!" said Robbie.

"She has a right to be, we failed when Neto escaped and should have killed him when we had the chance." Stated Davey with rage in his tone.

"That's something we all can agree on, or at least I should have cut something important inside of him when I pulled out his appendix." Link replied before the group was stopped by the sight of Tasha standing at the end of the hall.

"She has some nerve coming here." She said earning a raised brow from Link.

"Last we checked Alison is the woman Mark's loves and she's done more for us in the last couple of months than you ever for us in years and she's done it without lifting a gun." Stated Link as Tasha eyed him angrily. "Hold your tongue the next time you want to say something bad about her, because she will always hold a higher position in our eyes than you will ever have." He finished before walking off with the others following close behind him while Tasha stood in silence before looking up and noticing a familiar redheaded woman standing before her.

"Glad they said it before I did." Alison stated before walking past Tasha who sent her a look with a hint of anger in her eyes.

Sunbelt City (Hours Later)

The drive to the cities East Side wasn't long for Mark and the others as they pulled their cars into a familiar East Side neighborhood where they noticed Cheta standing in a park with SX and Felon who eyed them with mixed expressions.

"Well ain't this a case of Déjà vu a real blast from the past." Said Jimmy with a slight smile as he slapped hands with SX and Felon with Lee while Mark received a hug from Cheta.

"How goes the war efforts out here?" the Creole asked with a seriousness in his tone.

"We hit those Scrapas gun stash just like you wanted and they still haven't retaliated, against us or any other gang within Sunbelt." Cheta retorted while Mark nodded his head.

"They probably don't suspect we did it." Felon added with a slight smile.

"Nah they suspect it was you, after your crew jumped the gun a few days ago and tried to kill Miguel." Said Mark with little emotion in his tone.

"Hey you wanted a dead Onda leader that's a lot more easier said than done." Retorted SX.

"The hype about Onda members being real bad asses is just hype." Mark responded. "Only a handful of them are actually worth a damn in a fight not on a yard and Miguel damn sure ain't one of them." He added.

"He had help, there was another man with him a real big mean looking motherfucker." Replied Felon.

"Adahy, we didn't account for him being here as well." Lee said with venom in his tone as he eyed Mark closely.

"Miguel's probably told him and Felix Neto is alive and they're probably here adding extra muscle." Mark added before.

"Honestly it was a pretty smart plan, just poor execution on your part." said Jimmy with a slight smile. "You should have called it off if he was there as well, he's a big dude and I doubt a group of females would be able to hold him down." He added with a chuckle.

"Don't talk to us about poor execution, we aren't the ones who let a Cabron like Neto escape when we had him dead to rights." Retorted SX earning angry expression from each of the BSU members.

"I guess we all made mistakes." Mark stated with a hint of sarcasm in his tone.

"Do you want to give us the goods before you boys whip your dicks out and start measuring?" asked Cheta with venom in her tone before Mark directed the group to the back of the car they'd arrived in where Ren was standing.

"Who is this?" asked Cheta with a seriousness in her tone.

"Ren, she's new to us from Los Santos." Mark stated.

"Fuck Los Santos, San Fierro Rifa's." said Felon with venom in his tone.

"You say that, but I guess you forget a lot of NS's founders hailed from Los Santos." Ren said with a sarcastic grin that couldn't help but make Mark, Lee, and Jimmy smiled at the Japanese girls sharp tongue and bravery for speaking her mind.

With that said she quickly opened up the trunk of the car to reveal the M9 Flamethrower catching the Rifa's by surprise as they watched him take out the weapon and set the tank carefully on the ground.

"What the fuck are we gonna torch their chickens?" asked SX with sheer venom in his tone.

"Nah this time you're gonna torch the home of a high ranking Vago, a couple of drugs houses, and anyone else who gets in the way." Stated Jimmy with venom in his tone.

"I don't get it, your beef is mostly with the Azteca's why are we taking the fight to those fuckers in the South West?" asked Felon with a raised brow.

"Miguel is Onda and oversees almost all the brown gangs in Sunbelt. If one of them is taking a shitload of heat from a rival, he will have no choice but to step in." stated Mark.

"We expect him to lead the Vagos and the Azteca's to launch a pretty massive counter attack against you." Added Lee.

"That puts us and our hood in the line of fire." Retorted SX.

"It does, but when they do come for your hood you'll be ready for them and we'll be right by your side ready to snap the necks of those pricks." Jimmy stated earning mixed looks from the Rifas.

"We kill this Ondero and take out the Vagos in the process-." Felon started before Lee cut him off.

"The Rifa will have beat the biggest gang in Sunbelt City and can move into the South West." Stated Lee.

"Yeah but we'll have enemies all around us if we do." Replied Cheta.

"You think that, but we're about to go meet someone we think will be able to help you in the Southwest. You're welcome to tag along with us for this." Mark stated earning more mixed looks from the group before they followed him to his car.

New Arcadia

The drive back to the Rose District wasn't long for Cruz as he found himself driving back into the barrio with his wife, son, and daughter. The war with the Roman Boyz, BSU, the Apostles, and the BGA had started to take a toll on the Veterano. These last few months he hadn't been able to take his wife and kids out for a day on the town because of the war.

Right now he felt somewhat comfortable taking them out. He didn't support the truce between Mark and Ernesto, but he would reap the benefits of the truce. He was now able to take his family out without the fear that an enemy would spot them and decide to harm him and his family.

That thought was still in the back of his mind as he drove away from his home with angelic voice of Selena playing on his radio.

As he left though he failed to notice the two men sitting in the car that was parked across the street from his home and started to make their way out of the car and move towards his house.

"Why are we doing this shit again?" asked the first man to step out. As expected of a BSU member he was a Caucasian man who stood at an imposing height of six foot three with short brown hair, bright green eyes, and wearing an all-white t-shirt under a black jacket, blue jean pants with a chain wallet.

"Because Mark wanted it done and whatever Mark wants he gets." The next man retorted. Unlike his friend he was of Irish and Mexican ancestry and stood about five foot nine with short spiky black hair, bright brown eyes, and a somewhat bright golden skin tone with the letters LT tattooed on the side of his neck, and wearing black t-shirt that promoted the band Tool and black cargo shorts with a chain wallet.

The duo were referred to as Ricky and Cunningham and both were members of the Tax Free BSU's that were well known to Mark. Cunningham was known for once being a member of the Broker Chapter of BSU in Liberty City before joining the Blackwater chapter in New Austin. He'd done a few jobs with Mark's Militia and was secretly one of them while still a member of the Blackwater Chapter.

Ricky on the other hand was once a member of a small-town Sunbelt gang known as the Loco Torrucos. He is also one of the few surviving members of the gang after the Mara Bunta Grande and Vagos in the Southwest declared war on them and killed many of their leaders and members on the orders of. He could escape with his life, unlike many of his former friends and held a strong dislike for the Mara's. He came across BSU through his longtime girlfriend Jessica whose a cousin of Pete.

Finding BSU seemed to be just what he was looking for as well, the Milita often fought wars with Mara Bunta and Vagos and held their own against the gang. BSU was Ricky's way of getting back at his enemies and soon Ricky found himself not only working for their Warlord but adding his own set of skills to the group. Ricky was the son of a father who owned his own lock-picking business -/*

"You sure you can get that door open without anyone noticing?" asked Cunningham as Ricky smiled to himself before pulling out a pick used for lock-picking and sticking it in the doorknob and in almost ten seconds getting it open.

Ricky was the son of a lockpicker and once used to work in his father's shop and used to go on ride along with him when he was called out to unlock the doors for people's houses or cars. With that kinda teaching it wasn't hard for Ricky to find himself being a professional lockpicker for BSU and helping Mark and Lee pull off many heist and assassinations in the process.

"You know to say this is a barrio and the home of a gang leader you would think there would be better security." Stated Cunningham as both he and Ricky walked into the home and looked around.

"Parade is just a few blocks away. I imagine a lot of those dickheads are there and think that nobody is bold enough to go after them deep in their own territory." Ricky responded as he walked over to a shelf and noticed a picture of Cruz, his wife, son, daughter, and their oldest son Guardo.

Along with the picture there was also a small shrine to the man that was covered by flowers and a few burned out candles with a headshot of the man when he was obviously eight years old.

"I'm guessing this is the guy that Mark killed." Said Ricky as Cunningham nodded his head before picking up the picture and looking it over.

"I never understood that why do people make shrines and shit of their kids after they get killed with old pictures instead of recent ones?" asked Cunningham. "This guy looks at least twenty six in this recent photo."

"Parents like to remember when their kids were at their most innocent before what got them killed… got them killed. Plus it's a sympathy thing, people want you to feel their pain and ain't nobody feeling sorry for some big ese with a gang affiliation." Ricky responded with little emotion in his tone before he walked off while Cunningham continued to look at the picture before walking away.

Sunbelt, New Austin

The drive to the BSU clubhouse in North Sunbelt wasn't long for the BSU and Rifa members as they each found themselves sitting around the old clubhouse with mixed or otherwise bored looks on their faces that stemmed from the group still being there for over an hour.

"When are your contacts supposed to get here?" yelled out SX as he looked at Mark with venom in his words and eyes while the Creole found himself dissembling and cleaning his M1911 with a cotton swab.

"Outside." The Creole retorted to the confusion of the Rifas before the sound of the door exploding open caused them each to turn their heads and notice Jimmy walk through the double doors with three tattooed Mexican American gangsters following behind him.

Unlike the Rifas, Vagos, Azteca's, or even Mara's these gangsters weren't any of them. They weren't Northern or Southern, they didn't identify with the Lords or the Apostles, and they didn't wear blue, yellow, teal, or gold…instead they wore green.

"Cheta, SX, Felon…I'd like you meet the Mollado Brothers Medina, Homero, and Ortiz. Leaders within La Trey Avenue Families." Mark said with a smile while the Rifa members looked at the group with mixed expression.

"When you said you had a powerful ally we didn't think you meant these busters." Said SX.

"Who you calling a buster Cuz?" asked the man standing to the left who sported a shaved head, black wife beater, green cargo shorts, and green and black shoes. This man was Homero the youngest of the three and unlike Mark was the hothead of his family but had once held a side with Mark against the Vagos in the past.

"I know you two are both doing your own thing but both of your gangs have a common enemy in the Vagos, Marabunta, and Aztecas. Plus La Trey's have been in Southwest Sunbelt surrounded by enemies since the late 80's, they've been surviving and if you want to survive there you're gonna need a powerful ally." Mark stated.

"El Concrete Soldado is right!" said the middle man said. Unlike his two brothers he was on the shorter side being only five foot seven, but he was also the brains of their entire operation and was one of the main reasons La Trey's were surviving so long in the Southwest. "If we want to finish and I do mean finish the Vagos in the Southwest we need to work together and you can't do that alone." He added earning a series of mixed looks from the Rifas before Cheta finally nodded her head.

"Well than let's talk about this plan." Mark let out with a sick smile.

Red Stick

The sound of laughter filled the air of Task and Adahy's home as the Creek found himself laughing with Felix while Task found himself sitting at the kitchen countertop eating a pizza he'd warmed up from the night before.

"I can't believe that shit it's almost unreal." Said Felix with a chuckle.

"It's Neto I knew if anyone could get out alive it would be him." Retorted Adahy with a sick smile.

"I bet that prick is shitting himself blind at that." Felix added with venom in his tone.

The duo than went on for a few more minutes about how Neto was very much alive and being looked after by Miguel in Sunbelt until he healed up enough to travel back to New Arcadia and seek his revenge.

The Lakota's peace bubble was soon broken though by the duo as they approached him and said, "We're going to Sunbelt to see Miguel, you want to come as well?"

Their question was quickly debated before being answered by Task who merely said, "No" and sent than watched as they left without him.

Unlike the duo, Task wasn't enthusiast about seeing Miguel or Neto. If Neto did harm Laurie in the manner he'd saw her in, he didn't want to be around anyone who could do something like that. He didn't exactly know the girl like Mark and Lee did, but nobody deserved something of that magnitude done to them.

Still he did want to tell them not to go to Sunbelt, the Rifas had given him the day off but he knew it wouldn't be long before they moved on the somewhat defenseless Vagos and he didn't want them caught in the crossfire. He just hoped they managed to leave before things got too bad.

New Arcadia

The sound of basketball slamming against a hoop was the first thing that could be heard in a gym in New Arcadia's 5th Ward as a number of African American man found themselves running up a down a clean court while a heavy set African American man with a shaved head sitting in a wheel chair found himself yelling at them about their hustle.

"That was good Jayden keep going." He yelled out like that of a five star general.

"He's got a nice jump shot." Came a new voice that caused the man to turn his head and notice a Caucasian man with short blonde hair standing behind him watch as one of the players jumped up and made a corner three pointer that easily swished into the basket.

"Yeah he looks like me when I was younger." The man replied while Link nodded his head.

"Why are you training them so hard, high school, college?" he asked.

"You some kinda recruiter?" he asked while looking to Link who merely shook his head.

"Nah, I'm here to see the Cadillac." Link retorted earning silence from the man that didn't go unnoticed by the players who watched the man roll around in his chair to eye Link.

"Only friends call me Cadillac." He stated earning a nod from Link.

"I was hoping to get there." He retorted before watching the man look him up and down.

"I'm guessing you one of Mark's white boys." The Ward Boss let out earning a nod from Link. "I figured he was gonna come see me sooner or later, just imagined he'd come himself." He added while Link gave a slight chuckle.

"He's…still recovering." Link shot back.

"Injury that serious?" Cadillac asked with a raised brow.

"Fractured skull." Link answered.

"Damn…I see why the nigga ain't here." The gangster stated.

"Mark maybe down for now but he's gonna be up in a few days and when he's on his feet he wants to know just where everyone will fall." Link retorted.

"You mean if I'm gonna back Joe after he storms his ass in St. Louis and drags Fatman and Mookie out from a toe hook on the back of a pickup truck?" He asked earning a slight chuckle from the Irish man. "You and your crew than already took most of the 4th why would I risk my own?" he added.

"On the contrary, we've already given the 4th Ward gangsters an ultimatum. As you mentioned we've basically taken control of the 4th, and we're putting a squeeze on them whenever we see them. That's why the ultimatum stands, they can either keep Mookie and Fatman while we turn up the heat on them or hand them over and by doing so BSU will leave the 4th, they get their territory back, and things can all go back to normal." Link stated earning a slight nod from Cadillac.

"Interesting terms!" he replied.

"We're making it easy on them, Mark doesn't want to storm the housing project for them because we know innocent people live there and we don't want them caught in the crosshairs." Link added while the man merely chuckled.

"I didn't put him for caring about human safety." He replied while eyeing Link closely. "So why exactly are you here than white boy?" he asked with little patience in his tone.

"As I said when Mark gets out he wants to know exactly where everyone lands." Link responded. "Mookie, Fatman, Muujai, and Joe are all finished in this town and when they're out of the picture Mark wants to know where everyone stands. There will be a power vacuum left in the city and everyone will try to fill it." He added earning a scoff from Cadillac.

"And let me guess he's gonna be the one to fill and doesn't want anyone else competing for it?" he asked.

"The opposite." Link restated to the man's confusion. "In case you haven't heard we're all taking a step back from the streets to focus on our other businesses. We're doing that but we want to bring a peace to New Arcadia. So instead of having one guy sitting at the head of everyone in the city why not set up a round table. A place where all the Ward Bosses can come together, on equal footing, and resolve their issues as one instead of letting bullets decide it for them." He finished.

"And Mark wants to be the guy playing a median for bringing all the bosses together?" he asked earning a nod from Link. "You know we tried this Co-op shit once with Joe." He retorted.

"We're not talking about a Co-op; a Coop is a cooperation between guys that causes them to work together on equal grounds. You can't have equal grounds though if one person is making more money than another and taxing all the other members and we don't want that." Link stated while Cadillac nodded his head.

"You don't have to give me an answer now or give me an answer at all. Mark will contact you in a few days to receive your answer be it yes or no." Link responded before turning to walk out of the gym and leave Cadillac to himself.

Sunbelt City

The sound of car engines leaving seemed to be the main things filling the ears of Mark, Lee, Jimmy, and Ren as they found themselves standing outside the BSU clubhouse watching as the Rifas and La Trey Family members drove off in a huff.

It took almost two hours but the two gangs had finally come together on an agreement and Mark couldn't help but to smile as the seeds of his plan were starting to blossom into ripe fruit ready for the pickings.

Miguel was enjoying his power in Sunbelt but soon that power would be challenged from all sides and he'll show just how weak he truly is when his entire world gets torn apart around him.

"Can we go now?" asked Ren with a tiredness in her tone.

"Yeah we can go now." Said Mark as he moved to turn around only to be turned around by Lee who put his hands on his chest and keep him in place while Mark eyed him a raised brow.

"We need to talk!" he said earning a slight nod from Mark who noticed the emotionlessness in his town and the blank stare in his eyes.

"How long are you gonna lie to me about what happened to Laurie?" the Chinese man asked before his blank gaze turned violent earning confused and emotionless looks from Jimmy and Ren who watched the duo closely as Mark remained silent for a few seconds before finally speaking out.

"When you calmed down and put the pieces together that it wasn't Neto who killed Laurie." Mark retorted to the shock and surprise of Jimmy and Ren.

"Was it Miguel, did he confirm it to you when we were unconscious?" Lee asked with venom in his tone.

"Yes!" Mark replied with little emotion of his own.

"You lied to me just to protect that piece of shit?" Lee asked with more hatred in his tone.

"No, I lied to you because we need this truce between Ernesto to last for just a little longer and it wouldn't if you'd ran off to Sunbelt and killed Miguel." Mark stated while Lee gave a low growl before punching Mark as hard as he could in the gut and causing the Creole to double over in pain.

"Is your truce more important than me and how I feel?" Lee yelled out with rage in the air around him as he looked down on the injured Roman.

"No it's not and it will never be. I want Miguel dead, not as much as you because I haven't lost what you have and when the time comes I will personally deliver him to you for execution." Mark stated as he rose back to his feet and eyed Lee with anger of his own in his gaze while the Chinese man continued to eye him with venom before finally breaking down.

"I lost her, and I had to make sure she didn't suffer any more when all of that could have been avoided with a fucking surgery." Lee yelled out with sadness in his tone.

"Felix words are getting to you brother; would you even want Laurie to come back after something like that because she wouldn't be the same. Her eyes would be different, she'd take years to readjust to her new challenges, and she'd be living with the last thing she'd ever remember seeing before going blind was her eyes and tongue being cut out." Mark stated with more venom in his tone. "You did the right thing, whether you believe it or not." He added causing Lee to sink to the floor before Mark wrapped his arms around the man.

"Pull yourself together, because I promise you before this is all over we'll be doing Miguel exactly what we did to Egon." Mark finished before standing Lee backup on his feet and proceeding to walk away while Jimmy smiled before following them and Ren merely stuffed a black notebook in her shirt before following the group.

3rd Ward, New Arcadia

Things were quiet in the home of Maurice and Yolanda Roman as the duo found themselves sitting across from Link who merely looked behind him and noticed Marrick standing over him with a serious look on his face.

"You got some nerve just walking into my house unannounced motherfucker." Maurice said while Link merely nodded his head.

"After everything I've done with Mark to help your family you would think you'd better respect me." He stated earning a chuckle from Maurice.

"White people always looking for someone to handout their respect when they ain't never really earn it." Yolanda stated while eyeing Link angrily.

"You better have a good reason for being here." Maurice stated while Link merely rolled his eyes before remember exactly what Mark told him to tell his parents.

"Look here, you and I both know you're not gonna do anything to me. So you can cut this…dime store intimidation tactic and just listen to what I have to say." He retorted with venom in his tone earning a slight smile from Maurice while Yolanda looked ready to strangle him to death.

"Alright than white boy speak!" Maurice ordered while Link nodded his head.

"Mark's putting together a committee, a committee between all the Ward Bosses in New Arcadia to settle disputes before they turn violent and we want you to be a part of it." Stated Link.

"Now why would we do that, once those motherfuckers in the fourth Ward are completely gone the Roman Boyz will stand as the largest gang in the city and control the most territory?" Maurice asked with a smile.

"Because if you want to keep that territory you'd best follow along." Link earning angry looks from the duo. "Like it or not Mark is still calling shots around here and he will decide who takes the neighborhoods BSU have taken already." He added while Maurice nodded his head.

"Answer me this question white boy, why exactly should we exactly be apart of this committee because it doesn't serve us?" asked Yolanda.

"Because the Roman Boyz and the third ward have the most to gain." Link responded to the shock and confusion of the duo as they watched him reach into his back pocket and pull out a map of New Arcadia and roll it out in front of them.

"We've already discussed territory in the fourth, you get a large portion of the top half but we take a smaller portion here in the lower fourth near the river." Stated Link. "We're taking this territory and we're allowing some Cubans to work in it." He added.

"Cubans?" Maurice asked with a raised brow.

"Cuban smugglers, with connections to Columbian Drug Lords." Link retorted with a smile. "The Cubans get their drugs from the waters near Bayou Phantom and they use boats to bring it back to our spot in the Lower fourth where it will be packed and ready to sale to you wholesale." Link stated earning a raised brow from Maurice.

"Sold to me?" he asked with sarcasm in his tone.

"We have to make our money some way and so do the Cubans since they're taking the risk." Link retorted before looking back at the map.

"How does this help us, because it just looks like it's lining your pockets with money more than us?" asked Marrick with venom of his own.

"We're selling it to you wholesale." Link responded. "Joe maybe a selfish prick but he does supply most of all the gangs in New Arcadia with product. With him gone and you the only supplier in the city-." Started Link only to be cutoff by Yolanda.

"Niggas gon' come to us for their product." She said.

"All we require is that for some gangs you don't require a fixed price. We want all the gangs working together and guys in a Ward the size of the first shouldn't be paying the same the guys in the fifth." Link stated earning nods and smile from the three Romans.

"Alright than white boy you've peaked my interest." Said Maurice as he stroked his chin while Link nodded his head in satisfaction.

Outside Sunbelt City

The song Ex Novio by Cremalleras blasted loudly from the speakers of Felix car as he and Adahy found themselves speeding towards the city of Sunbelt.

"I figured after leaving BSU you'd drop the whole punk rock thing all together." The Creek warrior let out while Felix gave a slight chuckle.

"I was a fun of Mexican Hardcore before I joined BSU, it's what got me attracted to them in the first place." Felix replied with a slight smile. "Besides brown punk bands needed to be supported as well same with rappers." He added.

"Mark have a thing for this music?" he asked earning a low growl from Felix.

"No actually Mark thought these guys in particular were trash but he thought that about a lot of things Mexican." Felix replied.

"Well I guess we know that myth about black people not being racist is not true." Adahy replied just as Felix's cellphone started to ring causing him to pick it up.

"What's up Cruz?" he answered only to be hit by a barrage of words from the Vago OG as he yelled out into his ear. "Alright slow down." Felix replied to the confusion of Adahy.

"Alright we're on our way back." Felix retorted before hanging up his phone.

"What's going on?" asked Adahy.

"Someone broke into Cruz's home." Felix retorted before making a sharp U turn into oncoming traffic and causing a wreck in the process.

Meanwhile

The song The Race by Thirty Seconds To Mars was playing lowly on the radio of the stolen Baller the BSU members had taken from a gangster in the 4th Ward for their trip to Sunbelt. The song was in particular one of Mark's favorites, but he had to have the music on low as to avoid awaking Lee and Jimmy who were sleeping in the backseat while he and Ren sat in the front, the latter of whom was reading a black and white notebook.

"What you got there?" Mark asked with a raised brow.

"Who was Egon?" the Japanese woman asked earning a confused look from Mark. "You mentioned it to Lee earlier that you were gonna do Miguel like you did Egon, exactly what did you do to him and who was he?" she added earning a few seconds of silence from Mark before he spoke up.

"Back in the day, the Skinheads weren't the only gang we were fighting with BSU. Egon was the leader of this local Sunbelt gang called the Red Horsemen and they had a habit of selling drugs in our clubs and at BSU shows." Mark started while Ren sat closely and listened. "The war was pretty brutal and lasted almost three years, it didn't end until we got a tip that Egon was at a tattoo parlor in East Sunbelt and when we went in the rest was history." He finished while Ren nodded her head.

"So did you kill his brother and girlfriend by accident like Tasha wrote?" she asked earning another raised brow from Mark who looked at the girl with wide eyes and noticed her looking at the notebook closely.

"Where'd you get that book?" he asked with venom in his tone.

"Tasha's things, it looks like she was keeping track of a number of your crimes and trying to piece together everything." She replied.

"Read it to me?" Mark asked with more venom in his tone.

"Alright it starts August 28th, 2010 first attempt on the life of Egon unsuccessful. Possible assassins Mark, Lee, Jimmy, and Blondie open fire on Egon's sister and girlfriend as they sat in the parking lot of an Up and Atom." She started while Mark continued to reminisce at his actions.

"March 3rd, 2011 Horsemen found shot dead in the parking lot at 11 P.M at night. Cause of death Shotgun blast to the chest accomplice more than likely Lee."

"Sept 21, 2011 attempt on Egon's life. Left seriously injured after a shooting in his parents parking lot. Possible accomplice Jimmy or Lars."

"Sept 22, 2011 five hours after the attempt on Egon's life, BSU member Monte Charles was left shot and killed outside of his own home."

"Sept 23, 2011 Horsemen strike again and kill associate of BSU Jean Larkins." She continued while Mark sat in silence at the number of crimes.

"Feb 21, 2012 Horsemen leader shot to death in his car with his girlfriend and daughter by an unknown Sniper. Possible shooter Mark."

"March 12, 2012 BSU leader Cameron Ross shot and killed outside the home of his parents."

"March 13, 2012 Mark and Jimmy retaliate with another attempt on Egon, instead kill the man who just installing his stereo." Ren started only for Mark to cut her off.

"I get it!" he finished.

"I guess this goes on all the way to the end of the year and into the beginning of 2013." Said Ren causing Mark to again go silent at her statement. "Mark why would Tasha keep a manuscript of the people you all killed in a war?" she asked earning silence from Mark.

"I don't know but I'm gonna find out." Mark finished just as he found himself pulling into heavy traffic on the freeway that had things almost to a standstill.

"Are we there yet?" Jimmy asked as both he and Lee woke up while Mark pulled up to the traffic and basically set the Baller in park before letting out an angry sigh.

"Looks like some shit happened here earlier so we might be here a while." Said Mark with a hint of venom in his tone.

Louisiana-New Austin Border

The song Dead in a Darkroom by Sir Dyno blared loudly through the radio of an all-black Moonbeam while the smell of weed smoke filled the air as Cheta, Felon, and SX found themselves sitting in the back of the van smoking while looking down at the weapons they had in their arsenal.

"I thought you vatos were gonna keep a clear head for this?" asked Cheta as the duo shook their heads at her questions.

"This could be our last day alive chica, might as well go out stoned." SX replied sniffing a line of cocaine before adjusting the M9 Flamethrower tanks that were placed on his back while Cheta shook her head before she parked their van in front of the first house on Mark's list.

The house was a rather small dark blue wooden home that one could see their grandparents living in…if it weren't for the five gold and black wearing Cholos sitting on the porch of the home staring with wide eyes at the mystery Moonbeam that had pulled up.

"GO!" Cheta yelled out causing a smile to spread across the face of SX as Felon forced open the door and watched as SX jumped out with his flamethrower at the ready.

"OH SHIT-!" started one of the Vagos before SX squeezed the nozzle on the weapon and watched as a long stream of flames came out the front of the weapon and washed over the front porch and the Vagos who were on it.

The sound of screams than filled the air as SX, Felon, and Cheta watched closely as the flaming Vagos started to jump from the front patio into the bushes in a manner that made them look like they were trying to escape their flaming masses. Many of them screamed for help but SX was relentless with the weapon as turned the flames upward and started to burn the roof of the home and aim for the windows as well to burn the drugs inside.

"Alright that's good let's go!" Cheta yelled out as SX looked at the flaming home in awe before jumping into the van while the female Rifa drove down the street with a few Vagos coming out of their homes and shooting at them as they drove.

"How far is the next target?" asked Felon.

"Two blocks it's the home of the OG so get that thing ready. I doubt they'll be ready for us just yet but it may have more people there." Cheta retorted while turning a corner with SX merely chuckling at her response.

"I'm hoping for more of these Ratas." He let out just as Cheta arrived at their next location another somewhat nice-looking home with a few Vagos standing outside and near a black Emperor out front while a Mexican man in his early thirties sat in the drivers seat with a woman of Mexican descent with long black hair with gold streaks sat in the passenger seat.

"Hold on!" the OG said as he looked down at his cellphone and noticed he received a text from another homie.

"GO!" Cheta yelled as Felon forced open the side door of the Moonbeam while SX stuck the nozzle of the weapon out the door and fired a stream of burning liquid in the direction of the Emperor and striking the men on the side of it encasing them in flames and leaving them screaming in pain and agony as they felt their skin be boiled from the fire.

"Holy shit!" the OG yelled out while his girlfriend screamed as loudly as she could before SX turned the flamethrower on them and lit the inside of the car on fire with the duo inside screaming and fighting to escape the burning vehicle.

"I guess that girl is really on fire." Said Felon earning a slight chuckle from Cheta as she watched SX move to turn the flamethrower on the house igniting it as well while he merely stood back with a sinister smile before turning around and heading back to the Moonbeam just as three car full of Vagos came tearing up the street firing at the group.

"Shit we got incoming." Said Felon as he started firing his MP5 out the side of the Moonbeam just as SX jumped in and Cheta slammed on the gas petal to send the vehicle rocketing forward at an incredible speed.

However the Minivan was still not as fast as the vehicles giving chase and soon one vehicle was near the side and a Vago armed with Mini-Uzi was spraying a barrage of rounds near the sound of the vehicle that Felon merely returned from his MP5 while Cheta tried to keep control of the vehicle.

"Rapido Chica?" yelled out SX as Cheta slammed into the side of the vehicle on her right with enough force to knock it off the road and slamming into a series of mailboxes before finally hitting a street pole with enough force to total the front of the car and send the driver flying out the windshield from not wearing his seat belt.

"You're the guy with the flamethrower take care of them." Cheta yelled back as SX slammed open the backdoor to the Moonbeam and fired off another stream of fire that quickly bathing the first car in flames coating the driver who lost control of the vehicle and ended up slamming into the back of another car with enough force to take the vehicle on two wheels and send it rolling down the street with the other Vagos vehicles being caught behind the flaming wreckage.

"I guess that slowed those Cabron's down well enough." Said Felon with a chuckle.

"That's good, we're gonna need help for the next target and the homies are on the way." Said SX as Cheta turned a corner and three Red cars came speeding behind them and honking at the van in the process as they made their way to a two-story housing project where they noticed six Vagos standing at the front gate.

"Hang on!" Cheta ordered before slamming on the gas petal of the van and slamming into three of the Vagos just as they tried to draw their guns and fire on the van. "Adios Mio!" Cheta yelled out as she took in the sight of the blood covered window before grabbing her own MP5 and jumping out of the Moonbeam with SX and Felon who were immediately forced into cover by four Vagos firing at them with Pistols.

"Pinche Cabron." Yelled SX as he fired another stream of fire in the direction of the gangsters who were met with the same fate as the Vagos before them. As SX moved to turn the weapon on another group of incoming attackers he was immediately pulled back by Cheta who caught the man off-guard.

"Remember what Mark said, you're an easy target with that damn tank on your back so let us handle these Scraps." She yelled out before firing a barrage of round with Felon while three Rifa members came up behind them firing MP5's and AK-47's.

"You Northern Busters don't belong here." Yelled a Vago firing a Mac-10 before he was shot twice in the chest by a Rifa with an AK-47.

"We don't belong here, but we're here to take your place." He said while moving to reload only to be hit once in the arm by a Vago armed with a Shotgun.

"Not if we have anything to say about it Mayatero." The Vago yelled out only to be hit four times in the knee by Cheta who then turned her weapon on another Vago who was trying to run to cover only to be hit three times in the side and falling with a punctured liver while the Chola he was running towards was hit in the chest and fell with a collapsed lung.

"They're on the roof top!" yelled out SX as Cheta and the others noticed a few Vagos running across the rooftop of the apartment complex and raining down rounds on the Rifa with two men failing to get to cover in time as a Vago with an AKS Assault Rifle shot him four times in the back while his comrade was shot another three times in the chest.

"De Madre de Puta." SX screamed as he lifted the nozzle at the men on the rooftop.

"NO!" Cheta screamed out as SX squeezed the nozzle on the flamethrower and sent a stream of fire at the men on the rooftop forcing them to fall on their stomachs to avoid the flames that missed them and soon started to ignite the rooftop of the apartment.

"Idiota we don't want to burn down the entire housing project." Cheta yelled out as SX merely shook his head.

"Hey we're clearing out Scrapas and the best way to do it is with fire." He shot back before turning his flamethrower on a few Vagos that were running for cover on the second-floor walkway and were immediately hit by the flames of the weapon and fell to the ground screaming with one man sinking to the floor shaking violently as his back was left a charred mess of red and black meat.

"Felon SX has lost it." She yelled out as Felon turned his attention to the bald Rifa member and watched him turn his flames on the first floor where he noticed screams coming from inside the homes of a few apartment buildings as innocent people started to flee from inside.

"Shit, even if we get to the stash the Juros will be here before we get here." Said Felon just as the sound of automatic gunfire started to go off and the duo noticed six vehicles filled with Azteca's and Vagos start to pull into the housing project and unload on the Rifas.

"You Cabrons want some to." Yelled SX as he turned the nozzle of the flamethrower on the new arrivals and watching as two were engulfed in flames while the rest were left ducking for cover.

"You Rifa motherfuckers are gonna burn for this shit." Miguel yelled out as he loaded a fresh magazine into his M16A1.

"We gotta go!" said Felon as he looked to Cheta who looked at him with wide eyes.

"We can't leave SX!" she shouted back.

"He's lost it, and right now if the rest of us want to live we gotta get away from here while he's got them distracted." He yelled back while Cheta looked at him with saddened eyes. "CHETA!" he yelled only for the woman to nod her head before running off down an alleyway while Felon and a few of the surviving Rifas did the same.

"They're running!" said La Tortura as Miguel stuck his head out and noticed Felon running behind La Tortura with the other Rifas.

"Coward motherfuckers." He yelled under his breath while SX who didn't notice that his allies had left him continued to shoot fire at the group until his fuel tanks were empty and the flamethrower could shoot no more.

"Don't die on me now you piece of shit-!" he yelled out before looking up and noticing Miguel and the others drawing their guns on him and starting to walk over to him with an angry look on his face.

"Son of a-!" Miguel started only to be cut off as a beeping sound started to come from the tank strapped to SX's back causing him to look backwards and try to find the source of the noise.

"What the fuck is that?" SX asked while turning backwards while Miguel took a step back and started to run away from the man.

"BOMB!" he screamed out just as the gas tank went up in a violent fiery explosion that took SX with it and left his pieces raining down on the group who were left shocked and surprised.

"What the fuck was that?" asked La Tortura as she looked to Miguel who looked back with an angry expression at where the body of SX once stood.

"Mark making sure we can't tie the Rifa's back to him." Miguel stated while Cheta, Felon, and the remaining Rifas crossed into the neighborhood next over where a group of La Trey Family members quickly took them to a safehouse.

Red Stick

It wasn't long after Felix and Adahy left that Task found himself waking up from a mid-day nap that he thought he desperately needed after these long days and nights he'd been putting in work for the Rifa's. He had to admit they'd been running him somewhat ragged but they were also paying him well enough that the young Lakota could easily looked past it.

After rising to his feet and giving a rather loud yawn, he then started to make his way for the kitchen before a loud crashing sound caught him off-guard and caused him to hug the walls and notice two Caucasian men wearing ski mask walk inside through his knocked down door with Assault Rifle's drawn and ready to search for him.

"Shit!" the Lakota whispered out before scurrying back to his room and look the door before heading into his closet to grab his bow, quiver of arrows, and the P99 Pistol he kept in a shoebox in his closet along with two magazines of ammo just as he heard someone grab at his doorknob and turn it only to find it lock.

The man on the otherside than yelled something it Russian with Task only responding by lifting up his Pistol and firing three shots through the wooden door that found their mark as he heard a loud grunt of pain followed by a loud thump. More yells of Russian were than heard, but Task didn't stick around to hear what they were saying instead he opened his window and started to climb out just as a man with an AA-12 Shotgun burst through the door and caught sight of Task halfway out the window.

The attacker than lifted his Shotgun at the Lakota who managed to roll out of the window just as the man fired a single shot that shattered the glass and sent a few pellets from his round into the arm of Task. Not deep enough to seriously injure him, but deep enough to draw blood and cause him intense pain as he started to run away from the house while the Russian's moved out the back door and noticed that he was trying to climb the fence with his bow and an arrow in his hands.

"Damn!" he yelled out before letting his first arrow fly and watching in glee as it embedded itself inside the man's chest. This sight soon earned a smile from the Task but that smile soon faded as he watched the man slam his arm down on the shaft of the arrow and break it in two in the process.

"You gotta be fucking kidding me does everybody have body armor these days?" He asked with a hint of venom in his tone just as the Russians lifted their guns and started to shoot at him again causing him to fall backwards and land in the adjacent yard on the hard ground while the Russians continued to shower the wooden fences with bullets all the while failing to notice Task crawl away in a prone position.

The Russian leader than yelled something else that Task couldn't understand as he looked at the side of the fence and watched as the Russians ran out of bullets and started to reload their guns, only to be cutoff as the man at their farthest left was hit in the side of the head courtesy of Task putting a bullet in his temple that shattered his orbital and left him falling flat.

The Lakota than ran away as the Russians started to give chase to him while he ran down the street. He knew he could take them all head on, so the best thing for him to do was to hit them when they least expected it and Guerrilla Warfare was something he excelled at.

Outside Red Stick

Half an hour had already passed since Mark had brought the group into traffic and it seemed almost like they had moved an inch since they arrived. The group had heard an entire album by 12 Stones and were now listening to Historia Calamitatum by Rise Against while sitting in traffic.

As they sat in traffic though the group failed to notice the three black SUV's pull into the line of traffic and see the Baller the BSU members were driving just seven vehicles ahead of them.

"Etot trafik ne dvizhetsya, davayte dvigat'sya dal'she."

("This traffic isn't moving, let's move now.") said the man in the passenger seat earning a mixed look from the driver as he watched him load a magazine into an AKM Assault Rifle and pull a mask over his face.

"My dolzhny podozhdat', chtoby vytashchit' ikh iz otkrytoy zony."

("We should wait till they get to an open area.") the driver shot back.

"YA ne zabochus' o tom, chtoby eti amerikantsy ne ushli."

("I care not for these fucking Americans, let's go.") he ordered earning nods from all the other Russian gangsters in the back of the car who loaded and cocked their weapons before pulling on ski-mask and then stepping out of the vehicle.

As the group started to make their way towards the Baller though they were quickly spotted by a few people in their cars and hopped out creating a sea of screaming people that quickly alerted Mark and the others to the group of Russians coming their way.

"Looks like we got company." Said Mark as Lee, Jimmy, and Ren each turned their heads to see the incoming Russians.

"Hand my vest." Said Lee as Jimmy reached into the back of the van and pulled out the weapons they'd brought back with them from Sunbelt.

"Give me one to." Said Mark.

"Are you sure about that?" asked Ren as Mark looked to her before nodding his head.

"Give me the SAW to." Mark ordered earning a nod from Jimmy.

While the BSU members were getting themselves ready the Russians hitmen each found themselves trying their best to move past the sea of civilians who abandoned their cars and decided to run away from the gangsters.

As the wave started to clear though the Russian gangsters found themselves moving closer towards the Baller without noticing Mark, Lee, and Jimmy standing at the front of the car with the Creole setting the M249 SAW Light Machine Gun on the hood of the Baller and shouldering it.

"You sure you can handle that thing?" Jimmy asked as he looked out the scope of an M4A1 Assault Rifle while Lee stood by with a Benelli M4 Shotgun.

"Guess we'll find out soon enough." Mark said as he watched the first three Russians move into his line of sight causing him to stick out his tongue and squeeze the trigger of the Machine Gun.

It was also at this moment that Mark wished Ana and Booker were there to see him. Instead of going out of cover and firing the gun he took cover at the front of the Baller and instead of shooting from the flanks he fired through the windshield of the vehicle putting a rather large hole through the front and back windshield of the vehicle and the powerful bullets continued through the front and back windshield of the vehicles behind their until finally finding their marks in the bodies of the first three Russians hitting them in the chest, arms, and legs.

"FUCK!" yelled the Russian with the AKM as Mark continued to unload on the group forcing them into cover and the remaining people inside of their cars to climb out and start running or attempt to drive through the traffic jam.

"Ren go!" Mark yelled out before watching as the Japanese girl started to run into the crowd of people while a Russian armed with an AK-47U took aim at her.

As he said a few words in Russian through he was caught off-guard by three shots hitting him in the chest and once in the face courtesy of Jimmy who fired two more shots into the side window of a car and blew a rather large hole in the glass that scratched a man in the face and sent him clutching the wound while failing to notice Lee coming up from the side before the Chinese man blasted him once in the face with his Shotgun and sending him flying backwards on the hood of a car before shooting another man in the chest and watching him stagger back only to righten himself and return fire.

After making his presence felt though, Lee had to quickly retreat back into cover as a Russian Hitman armed with a Saiga-12 Shotgun that sent a barrage of pellets his way as he jumped behind a car and started to run back to Jimmy while Mark covered them with more automatic fire from the Light Machine Gun.

"These motherfuckers are wearing vest." Lee yelled out.

"Won't matter when you got this thing." Mark retorted as he turned his fire on the van the Russians were using for cover and with no regards for whomever was inside shredded it with the powerful 5.56 Rounds and striking one Russian man in the back of the head as he took cover while another man was hit seven times in the torso and couldn't do anything but lie still and bleed out.

"DYM!"

("Smoke!") yelled out one of the Russian men as the trio of BSU members watched as the remaining Russian hitmen reached into their coats and tossed these metal canisters on the freeway that blanketed it with a white smoke and left them all blind.

"Shit they trying to smoke us out." Yelled Lee.

"Just stay calm!" Mark replied as he tightly squeezed his Light Machine Gun just as the Russian hitmen started to creep from their cover behind bullet ridden cars and make their way closer to the position of the BSU members.

("Razdelite, ubedites', chto oni ne skryvayutsya ot storon.")

"Split up, we don't want them slipping away from the sides." The lead gangster ordered as the remaining three men broke away from one another with their weapons drawn and started to move through the backup cars with the smoke blinding them as they went.

As one man went to check the underside of a car though he wasn't able to stand completely back up again as Jimmy raked a shard of glass he'd taken from a broken window across the man's throat and watched with a smile as the man's blood started to pour out like a fountain as he clutched his neck wound with fear in his eyes before falling to the ground in a bloody heap.

The sound of the something hitting the ground seemed to cause the leader to turn his head in look in both directions for his remaining troops but instead only caught an eyeful of smoke. His quietness was than disturbed though by a loud shrieking sound as one of his men was pushed from the edge of the freeway and onto the hard streets below by Jimmy who looked up as another Russian man turned his Rifle on him only to be stopped as Lee came up from behind and stabbed the man in the back.

The lead Russian wanted to yell out for his men but he knew so would give away his position so instead he merely lowered himself into a firing stance and started to walk away but the second he moved past a yellow Sedan with all the doors still open Mark struck with the speed of a cobra and jumped from under a sheet in the backseat of the yellow sedan and plunged his knife deep into the left shoulder of the man with enough force to leave only the hilt of the weapon sticking out.

The Concrete Soldier than moved so that he was standing in front of the man while he spoke whispers in Russian. "I can't understand what you're saying but thanks for letting me know where you came from." He retorted before grabbing the man's head and in one sharp turn snap his neck almost like it was a toothpick.

"Too easy Baba Yaga… it's too easy." Mark said as he reached into the jacket of the man and pulled out a burner phone before stuffing it into his pocket and then walking away with Lee and Jimmy in tow.

New Arcadia

It had been a long day for Link as he found himself leaving a bar in the 6th Ward after talking with their Ward Boss. So far he'd gotten the 1st, 2nd, 3rd, 10th, 11th, 12th, and 14th Ward to buy what he and Mark were selling.

It seemed like much of Uptown New Arcadia were just like him and had either had enough of Joe's bullshit, didn't want to work under the BGA, or were just sick and tired of feeling like if they stepped out of line they could get shot and didn't want to support the side that truly enforced that.

So in all, what Lee had to say to them really sold itself.

As the Caucasian man went to head back to Lee's car though he was caught off-guard by the sight of an African American man with long black dreadlocks leaning on the side of his car trying to pick up a girl with shoulder length brown hair and caramel kissed skin.

"This thirty mother-." Link whispered out before pulling out Lee's car keys and pressing the panic button setting off the car alarm and shocking the man and woman and sending them both away from the car while Link walked up with a chuckle.

"You think that shit funny motherfucker!" the man yelled out as he grabbed Link by his collar and slammed his back against the door of the car. "In fact run your pockets!" he ordered only to be stopped by the female who grabbed him by the arm and started to pull away.

"Don't touch the white boy he's with Mark." She said earning a surprised look from the gangster as he looked to Link and noticed a slight smile spread against his face.

This caused the man to let him go before stepping back while Link stood in place and merely let out, "Thank you, my brother won't hear about this." He said before the man socked him once in the mouth with enough force to knock Link to the floor.

"I don't give a fuck who you is, Mark ain't shit now and neither is you." He said before punching Link twice in the face and kicking him in the gut.

Elsewhere

The drive to the Rose District finally came to a halt as Felix parked his car in front of the home of Cruz where he noticed the man standing outside yelling at a few of his Pee Wee gangsters while they all kept their noses to the ground in silence.

As the duo approached the man though he quickly dismissed them but both Felix and Adahy already knew that the violations were coming their way later and they would be severe.

"Where have you two been?" he asked with venom in his tone.

"Sunbelt, we went to go see Miguel but you called us back before we could get there." Felix shot back before Cruz gave out an angry growl.

"Those fucking Gabachos are gonna pay for this shit." Cruz yelled out with venom in his tone before leading Felix and Adahy into his home where the duo noticed that the once large picture of Guardo had been tossed onto the floor, shattered, and someone had actually wiped their muddy shoes on it leaving the picture smeared and hard to look at.

"Those Pendejo's left the money and jewelry but took every picture I had of Guardo just to fuck with me." Cruz yelled out with venom in his tone. "Me Esposa won't even come home with the kids because of this." He added with more venom in his tone.

"Don't worry we're gonna make those Bullshitters feel for this shit later tonight." Felix let out with venom in his tone earning nods from the group.

Red Stick

The sun was already starting to set on this day as Task found himself running for dear life while what remained of his Russian attackers gave chase to him. He'd managed to kill two back at the house and he got the drop on another and shot him in the back of the head, but the noise of the gun attracted the rest to his position and now he found himself running in the direction of an apartment complex where the residents had long since gone in and locked their doors.

"Shit, shit, shit!" said Task as another bullet sailed over his head while he tried to the stairs of the apartment complex. The Lakota than responded by firing off three more rounds from his Pistol before rushing up the stairs as the Russians continued to give chase after him.

As the first man made his way up the stairs though he quickly noticed Task move pass a few white sheets that were out on the balcony to dry and despite being alone he quickly moved to give chase. The act would be his last though for he failed to notice Task standing behind the white sheet until the Lakota fired off three shots that hit the man in the face and chest and sent him falling back before hitting the ground with a thud.

"Guess you won't be needing this." Said Task as he moved to take the man's Vityaz-SN Submachine Gun just as the three remaining Russian men came up the stairs and sent another barrage of rounds his way while he took off running until he got to the end of the second floor and noticed a metal fire escape ladder still up and leading down into the streets.

"Son of a bitch!" he whispered under his breath before the sound of Russian voices got closer, so with a deep breath he quickly jumped off the ledge of the apartment complex and grabbed onto the fire escape ladder with the force of his added weight slamming onto it the once up ladder quickly found itself going down.

"OH SHIT!" he screamed out as the ladder stopped midway from hitting the ground allowing him to jump off with no injuries.

"Scary but fun!" he said with a slight chuckle before looking up and noticing the Russians looking down at him as he ran down the street before the lead man ordered one man to climb down the fire escape while he and another went back down the stairs they came up.

This got the attention of the Lakota as he pulled his bow and an arrow out of his Quiver and quickly took aim at the man climbing down the stairway and with one well-placed shot managed to strike the man in the side of the neck just below his chin than watch as he let go of the ladder and came crashing down to the ground.

"Hell yeah!" he said with pride in his tone before he started to run away as the last two men caught sight of him and sent another barrage of rounds in his direction causing the Lakota to run in an circle around the house while the duo continued to give chase as he tossed down a few trash cans to block their path before turning around and firing a few rounds from the SMG hitting the lead man several times in the chest and sending him falling to the ground in a rage as he looked at his comrade and ordered him to chase after the Lakota who ran out of the alleyway and made a turn.

As the final Russian man stepped out of the alleyway and turned to head in the direction Task ran he was only met with the metal end of an arrow in his neck courtesy of Task who jabbed him once in the throat before kicking him off the weapon and watching him fight the blood from leaking from his throat.

The Lakota than grabbed the man's AKM Assault Rifle and unloaded the entire magazine on the man lying in the alleyway until his bullet ridden corpse moved no more.

"I need a fucking break." Task muttered before moving to walk away.

New Arcadia

The sound of the door opening seemed to be what made Alison jump from the couch in Mark's apartment hoping to see the Creole but instead catching sight of a familiar blonde-haired man walking through the door clutching his side and bloody nose.

"Jesus Christ Link!" Alison let out before approaching the man and quickly walking him over to the couch.

"Though you'd have left by now." Link let out while Alison grabbed his nose.

"Glad I stayed." She let out while moving to look at Link's nose while he kept it up. "I'm guessing Mark has a first aid kit here?" she asked earning a nod from Link.

"In the bathroom under the sink." Link replied before the FIB Agent walked away and quickly made her way into the bathroom while Link continued to grab at his bruised side.

"Hold still!" she said as she came back and started to clean the blood from Link's nose. "You're lucky it isn't broken." She added while Link sat back and let the woman put a bandage over his nose and take in the sight of his eye.

"You gonna tell me what the hell happened to you or am I gonna find out on the news tomorrow when another guy in the Ward turns up dead?" she asked with a hint of venom in her tone that caused Link to merely chuckle.

"I got my ass handed to me by some guy in the Sixth Ward trying to pick up a girl and I killed his thunder." Link replied earning a raised brow from Alison. "Hand to whatever god is out there." He added while Alison put some peroxide on a towel before his eyes.

"You don't have problems with the Sixth Ward, but it's still a hood there. So are you gonna tell me why were you there?" she asked with annoyance in her tone.

"While Mark is in Sunbelt with Lee and Jimmy, he wanted me to meet with the Ward Bosses in the city." He replied to Alison's shock.

"You!" yelled out with venom in her tone.

"As far as everyone in this city knows Mark is still recovering in the hospital and he wants to keep it that way. So in the meantime he wanted me to meet with the Ward bosses. He thinks that me going would not only be seen as a friendly face, but to show them that I'm just as in charge as Mark." He stated.

"Why are you meeting with the Ward Bosses?" Alison asked with a hint of worry in her tone.

"To bring them all to the table." He replied to her confusion. "It won't be long before Joe and Muujai are finished in this city and when they fall Mark wants every Ward Boss to come together as one and sit at a table where they can actually talk their problems out instead of turning to their guns." He stated.

"Right with him at the head of this table?" Alison asked with a chuckle.

"No Mark's only mediating at the table, because in a few months will be done with the streets of New Arcadia." He stated earning a raised brow from Alison. "We'll still keep control of the 17th, but we'll have the club bringing us in income and a few other businesses we're gonna start up. So we won't need to be doing anymore robberies or contract killing." He finished.

"And what about all the enemies the Vagos, Azteca's, Dixie Mafia?" she asked.

"Mark's truce is still somewhat holding strong as long as we keep our peace with Ernesto, brown will stay in line and as long as we don't infringe on the Dixie's territory in the swamps and rural cities…we have no beef with them." He retorted while Alison stood in silence.

"He's doing this all for you, you know?" he asked earning a nod from the woman.

"I know…I just don't know how well I can take it." She replied while lowering her head and keeping Steve in her mind.

Elsewhere

The sun had finally set on this day in New Arcadia, and when the lights away the monsters of the night come out to play and that was the case for Felix, Cruz, Adahy, and six other Vagos found themselves driving to Mark's club in the 17th Ward with

Everyone was also armed to the teeth, they were gonna make BSU pay for their actions with their lives. Earlier they had sent a scout group to do recon at the club and they reported that there was a full house at the club of only BSU members. So now proved a best time as any to strike.

"You sure you can handle shooting your friends?" asked Adahy as he sent a look to Felix along with Cruz and another Vago who was present in the car.

The man of Quechan descent only responded by pulling back the slide on his P226 Assault Rifle and saying, "Just get me there and find out!" this drew smiles from both Cruz, Adahy, and the driver as he took his eyes off the road for a split second just as something came out in front of them and ended up going over the windshield of their vehicle.

"Ah Vato I think you hit someone." Said Cruz as Felix looked out the back window with Adahy.

"It looks a woman." Added Felix as he moved to step out of the car with Cruz, Adahy, and the driver while the Vagos in the vehicle behind them also stepped out to approach the body of the woman they'd hit.

As they moved to pull her over though they quickly realized that what they hit wasn't a woman but the crash test dummy dressed up in woman's clothing.

"SHIT!" Adahy screamed out as loud as his lungs would allow just as a series of bright lights blinded the Vagos and left them all shielding their eyes.

"Floodlights!" said Felix as he used his arms to cover his eyes just as the floodlights went off just as fast as they came on and were replaced by a flashing crimson light coming from the front of the lead car that caused everyone to turn their heads and notice three familiar figures standing in front of the car.

"Felix, Cruz, Adahy step forward, but the rest of you better keep your hands up and step back from the vehicles unless you want to get your head taken off." Mark screamed out as Felix looked to the side of Adahy's head and noticed that a red dot was present on it, he then looked to Cruz and noticed two more red dots on him.

"Que!" said Cruz as he pointed at Felix who looked down and noticed that he had several dots on his body. As he then looked up though, he noticed that there were a series of BSU members standing on rooftops with high-powered weapons trained on them.

"I guess we know who the popular one is." Said Jimmy as Cruz, Adahy, and Felix approached the trio of BSU members and noticed that the light from the front of the car was coming from a road flare they placed in the middle of the street.

"Wow I can't believe you really fell for that." Said Mark as he approached moved his head to the side and watched as three BSU members started to pat down Cruz, Felix, and Adahy and take away any weapon they had on them including Felix's pack of gum and wallets while another group of BSU members went into the cars and took their other weapons.

"You know to say there's a truce you assholes are pushing your boundaries." Said Mark.

"Like you did by breaking into Cruz's home and taking family pictures." Retorted Adahy.

"You mean these pictures." Mark retorted with venom in his tone as he reached into the back of his pants and pulled out the photos before showing Cruz an old picture of his son at a young age. "We're just returning the favor, you broke into our home, roughed up my guys, cut Lee's cheek, and stole a few of our guns." He added just as one of the BSU members returned and handed Lee his Tactical Mossberg 500 that Cruz had taken and Jimmy Felix's P225 Assault Rifle.

"And we're adding just a little fuel to that fire." Said Mark as he tossed the baby picture onto the road flare and sending it up in a flame to the anger of Cruz as he broke away from the group and started to run at Mark only to be hit in the stomach and kicked to the ground courtesy of Jimmy who immediately pointed Felix's Rifle at the man of Quechan and Creek descent.

"You do another outburst like that and I'll throw all the pictures in the fire." Said Mark as he looked down at the Veterano with little emotion in his tone.

"You can put your hands on a man twice your age, but not on someone who can defend himself." Said Felix earning a slight chuckle from Lee before he responded by slamming the butt of his Shotgun into the liver of the man and knocking him to the floor.

"Don't worry you're gonna get yours in a few days." Lee shouted with anger in his tone while Felix kneeled on the ground wheezing. "Still got that glass abdomen I see, don't worry you won't feel it when we meet." He added.

"You may be running with them now Felix, but remember we're the guys who taught you just about everything you know and we know everything about you from strengths to weaknesses." Added Mark. "As you can see this is Lee's way of seeing he accepts your challenge and he'll be happy to show everyone what happens to brothers when they defect from us." He continued while Felix looked up and looked into the faces of the men who had their guns trained on them and noticed that they were all BSU members or Tax Free's from Sunbelt.

"You pieces of shit beat on them, but I don't see any of you doing the same to me because you know I'll-!" Adahy started before the loud bang of a gunshot cut him off and sent him falling back and landing on y66on his face and a 12 Gauge Sawn Off Shotgun in his hands.

"You were saying!" said Mark as he moved to approach the downed Creek was gasping for air and reaching for his chest.

"Feel lucky I shot you with a bean bag round, you'll live but I bet you're really in a lot of pain right now aren't you?" Mark asked as the Creek tried desperately to gasp for air.

"See here's the thing Adahy, Lee isn't going to fight you it's not because he's afraid he'll lose it's because we fight people who deserve to catch a beating. Felix is a traitor, and he's gonna get his but you…you're a nobody who thinks he's a somebody and not worth our time but is worth a bullet to the head." Stated Mark before he turned to Cruz.

"And we knew about your little scout party when it came to do recon on us. You must have thought they were really good to be able to get in and out of our hood undetected but trust me we let them go. Just like we're letting you go, but should we meet again like this, then well…I guess mass execution will be the word of the day." Said Mark with venom on his tone as he dropped Cruz's pictures on top of him with little remorse.

"I guess we'll be seeing each other…soon!" the Creole finished before he started to walk away with Lee, Jimmy, and the other BSU members before turning back around and letting out a loud whistle. The sound of gunshots and air hissing than soon resonated throughout the streets as the BSU members shot out the tires on each of their vehicles.

"Walk home!" Jimmy ordered while Felix, Adahy, and Cruz each looked up with venomous hatred in their eyes at the retreating trio.

"Motherfucker, he's gonna burn for this." Adahy yelled out while trying to catch his breath before looking up and noticing that the BSU members on the rooftops were still in place and taking aim at them until they started to walk back down the street.

Meanwhile

The scene at the club was almost like that of a frat hazing as Mark stood in the VIP area of his club looking down at various members of the Tax Free BSU members being branded with his logos that included the phrase "Nobody Praying For Me" tattooed on their backs and a Spade logo on either their chest or arms.

"You know I always wanted a tattoo?" came the voice of Ren as she approached Mark showing off her new Spade tattoo on her upper right shoulder. "You mind explain to me why you chose a spade?" she asked with a raised brow.

"It was easy to draw and no gang in New Arcadia uses it." He replied earning a shake of the head from the girl before she moved to stand beside him and look down at the group.

"So does this mean you're back in BSU?" she asked earning a roll of the eyes from Mark.

"If you noticed the guys with BSU tattoos are getting that shit covered. I'm not BSU, they aren't BSU, we don't abide by BSU rules, and we damn sure ain't following their orders. We will help them when they need it but aside from that…we have no other relations." Mark stated.

"Is that so?" came a familiar voice that caused Mark and Ren to both turn their heads and notice Tasha standing behind them with a serious look on her face.

"I'll leave this to you." The Japanese woman retorted before walking away from Mark and leaving him alone with Tasha.

"You two are getting close." Tasha said with a hint of venom in her tone as she looked to Mark who merely leaned back against the guardrails. "What the hell though Mark, we agreed you'd take over the Tax Free's but we didn't agree that you would split them away from us." She added while Mark merely chuckled before reaching behind his back, pulling out the notebook, and dropping it on the floor.

"I don't work for people who are quick to sell me out." Said Mark as Tasha looked down at the notebook with wide eyes filled with fear. "You want to explain to me what that is or am I just gonna assume you were gonna fuck me over at some point in time." He asked while Tasha remained silent for a few seconds before speaking.

"It was for in case you ever got caught or you came back and killed Ryan." She replied while Mark gave her a slight smile filled with anger. "Me and Ryan always feared that someday you would just snap and try to kill us both after you found out." She stated.

"So you were gonna use that to threaten me?" he asked with a louder chuckle.

"Or you ever got caught and the bodies lead to our chapter." She added while Mark this time gave a low chuckle before reaching down to pick up the notebook and then walking away while Tasha stood in silence before trying to reach out to grab the Creole only for him to pull away and give her a low growl before continuing to move away from her.

Elsewhere

"Those motherfuckers are gonna pay for this shit." Said Felix with anger in his tone as he continued to hold his side while Lady Joker took in the sight of his bruised side.

"And they knew you were coming?" she asked while looking to Cruz and Adahy with the former also nursing a rather nasty looking bruise on the center of his chest that came from being shot by the bean bag.

"Mark's already turned the 17th into a damn fortress, but he's added the Tax Free's to his army. That's another fifty to seventy guys added to his ranks." Stated Felix with venom in his tone.

"It doesn't matter how many people that fucking Mayate has with him they're all dead." Cruz yelled out with venom in his tone as he eyed Felix, Adahy, and Lady Joker with hate in his eyes just as the group noticed a familiar red car pulling up the street before coming to a halt in front of them.

"You guys call for a ride." Said Task with a half-smile while the group looked at him with wide eyes and noticed the scars and bruises on his body and blood stains on his clothes.

Elsewhere

The sound of laughter filled the air as a familiar African American man found him walking out of a nightclub in the 6th with a girl on his arms. As he started to make his way back to his car though he was caught off guard to see a Chinese and four white men sitting on the hood of his car.

"Oh shit!" he let out before taking in the sick smile on all their faces and moving to step back.

Meanwhile

The drive back to his apartment wasn't long for the youngest Roman as he stepped through the doors and immediately let out a small sigh before noticing the familiar sound of music coming from the backroom.

The song was somewhat familiar and seemed to bring Mark back to a childhood memory. It seemed so familiar that instead of drawing his M1911 the Creole merely sat it on the table by the door and proceeded to make his way to the backroom.

As he peeked his head in through the side of the door he caught the sight of a familiar redheaded woman humming along to the song Here With Me by Dido.

"Oh I am what I am…I do what I want, but I can't hide." She sang out with a voice that made the youngest Roman think of her as a Greek Siren luring man out to sea with her calls. "And I won't go, I won't sleep, I can't breath…until you're resting here with me." She continued while Mark continued to watch her look down and sing to the lyrics. "And I won't leave, and I can't hide, I cannot be…until you're resting here with me." She continued while Mark leaned against the doorway and continued to watch her sing.

"Oh I am what I am…I'll do what I want, but I can't hide. I won't go, I won't sleep, I can't breath…until you're resting here with me." She continued before lifting her head and noticing that she had acquired an audience with the youngest Roman who was watching her closely as she continued to sing. "And I won't leave, and I can't hide, I cannot be…until you're resting here with me."

She finished before trailing off and watching as Mark approached her and quickly stood over her without making another move in fear that he may upset her. He figured the woman wasn't too happy to see him and was probably pissed with everything he's been involved in these last couple of days. So he was prepared to take her blows no matter how hard they fell on him.

Instead of receiving a punch though, he was greeted by the woman wrapping her arms around his torso and pulling him in for a tight hug that the Creole quickly accepted before feeling as Alison ran her hands under the back of his shirt before rubbing his back.

"I missed you!" Mark let out only to feel a sharp pain in his back as Alison dug her fingernails deep into his skin causing him to let out a loud yelp before looking down at her and noticing the angry look on her face as she dug her nails deeper into his skin before twisting and causing another jolt of pain to run through the youngest Roman who could only respond by dropping to his knees and looking up at her with wide eyes.

"Back on your feet!" she yelled out pinching the youngest Roman who finally pulled away from her and winced at the feeling of his sore skin before Alison pushed him with enough force to cause him to take two steps back until his back was touching the door.

"The fuck-!" he screamed out before Alison finally pressed her lips against his own catching the youngest Roman again off-guard as she reached down into his pants and grabbed his member wince enough force to make him howl before gently massaging it between her fingers while moving her mouth to the side of Mark's neck.

"Get undressed!" she ordered with anger and venom in her tone as she watched Mark pull off his shirt while she walked him over to the bed and again forced him down on his knees as she undid her pants and forced his face between her legs.

"Yes that's what I been missing." she moaned out before falling back down on the bed.

Elsewhere

The scene back at the club seemed to be that of a party as Link walked through the doors with Lee, Jimmy, Davey, and Eddy and noticed the now defunct Tax Free BSU members celebrating their new brands and howled at their new leaders who made their way to the back of the club and noticed Ren sitting in managers chair.

"You boys done playing whose is bigger?" she asked with a slight smile.

"Yeah, the wards will know that if they touch one of us they'll be retaliation." Jimmy stated while looking to Link and noticing the emotionless look on the man's face.

"You know to say you boys swear to god you're not gangsters you act like them a lot." She retorted while Lee merely chuckled.

"Gotta play the part." He responded.

"Do you have any idea yet who was the guy that attacked us on the highway." She asked while Link nodded his head.

"We know exactly who did and he's gonna get his...soon." Lee finished off with a hint of anger in his tone.

"Well I guess that means you can add the Russian Mob to that list of people who want you dead." Ren stated with a sick smile.

"Doesn't matter just another piece of paper in the hat of people who don't like us." Eddy responded.

"Yeah if we had a nickel for everyone that doesn't like us I'm pretty sure we could buy up all of Hawaii." Davey added with a slight chuckle just as the door of the room opened up and the group watched as Billy Kitchen, Cunningham, Ricky, and Tector walked into the room with smiles on their faces.

"There's our newest members." Said Jimmy with a slight smile as he slapped hands with the group before Pete entered the room.

"Hey have you guys seen Tasha I haven't seen her for almost an hour?" he asked earning mixed looks from the ex BSU members before Ren cut them all off by laughing.

"Oh I know exactly where she is right now." She replied with a chuckle.

And just as Ren predicted Tasha was exactly where she thought she'd be. Peaking her head through a door in the lower 17th Ward and watching closely as Alison bounced herself on Mark's dick like today was their last day being together.

"Say my name!" she screamed out before putting her hands on his throat and beginning to choke the youngest Roman as she felt her approaching climax.

"ALISON TRUEBLOOD!" Mark screamed out as both she and Mark finally released themselves and started to go limp with the youngest Roman falling straight back down with a numbness running through his body as Alison took her hand off his chest and looked back at the doorway where she noticed Tasha continuing to stare at them.

"Lock the door on your way out." She said before falling back down ontop of the youngest Roman who merely wrapped his arms around her back and sent Tasha a middle finger before the girl walked out of the room and closed the door.

Authors Note: And finally done, sorry for the late update but it's been a hectic couple of weeks for me and I know that lemon was short as hell but I wanted to get this chapter out as fast as possible for what's coming next.

I want to thank Onkwehonwe for the beginning scene of this chapter where the Rifa's attempted to setup Miguel and Adahy. It was a scene so nice I didn't change anything about it.

Also if everyone didn't notice it I had to squeeze a lot into this chapter, the beginning scene of the BSU members slaughtering the gangsters in the 4th is sorta retaliation for last chapter and it shows that they now have almost full control of the 4th Ward with the exception of the St. Louis Housing Project because of the remaining forces of the 4th being locked up there.

The mission with the Rifas attacking the Vagos in the South West was also something I've been working on for a while but the Flamethrower was something I had planned for a long time ago. Originally I was gonna use a Flamethrower when BSU hit the Azteca hood way back but decided against it. Now made for the best time to use it though since it does seem like something GTA would pull off. Drive-By Flamethrower.

We also said farewell to SX in this chapter, my reason for him dying was mostly because I didn't want to show the Rifa's coming out to unscathed in their hit on the Vagos. Sure they lost people but I think they needed to lose at least one leader just for extra hurt and probably rally them to fight harder when the Vagos did come back at their hood.

If you're wondering about the Russian attack, well a few chapters ago Onkwehonwe had it so that Ivan sent Russians after Mark, Lee, and Task but I never got to write out how it played out with Mark being in the hospital so here is the actual aftermath of it and that shootout on the freeway was based on the final shootout in traffic in the movie Den of Thieves and the shootout with Task and the Russians was based somewhat off a scene from season 4 of Peaky Blinders.

Stick around for next chapter though as Miguel leads the Vagos and Azteca's into East Sunbelt City and launch an all-out war on the Rifa's, Lee and Jimmy find themselves dealing with more fallout of their actions in Los Santos, and what everyone's been waiting for the fall of Muujai and Joe in New Arcadia along with Felix vs. Lee.

Thank you all for readying have a good night.