Chapter 67: Wood Counter-Attack

Dangerous Team Up

New Arcadia International Airport

The drive to the airport wasn't long for the trio of Mark, Lee, and Jimmy as they each found themselves sitting in different waiting areas of the airport with all eyes set on different terminal throughout the building so they could see whenever Neto or Paul entered.

They had the entire building covered on most entrances with Manfred having hacked into the security cameras and watching everyone who walked in and off a plane and had even pulled Buck, Thire, and Tup into the job and had them looking around the mall. He knew they were coming but it seemed as though none of them had arrived yet.

At least that was what Paul hoped the group had thought.

He'd shortly gotten off his plane a few minutes ago and it wasn't long after getting off that he found himself quickly turning to walk in another direction after spotting a familiar Chinese man sitting in the waiting area that overlooked one terminal watching everyone who'd stepped off the plane.

Neto had warned him about just how powerful Marcus Roman was in the city of New Arcadia and it was on full display now. Neither himself or Neto had talked on their personal phones about coming to New Arcadia, but here the group was.

He didn't know if they were expecting him along with Neto, but they knew what he looked like and wouldn't hesitate to take him out the second he made contact with the Azteca member.

"Hey!" came a new voice that caused Paul to freeze up upon hearing not in fear but in anger that the group had discovered him.

Upon turning around he wasn't too surprised to see a man of Filipino descent with his long black hair tied into a bun wearing mostly black clothing with a couple of tattoos on his arm standing behind him with a serious look on his face.

"You dropped your wallet." Tup let out with a smile while handing the man a dark brown wallet that caught Paul by surprise as he slowly took the wallet and gave the BSU member a half-smile.

He was wearing a disguise right now that made him look Arab and it seemed to be doing the trick if Tup didn't recognize him at all.

Still he wanted to know exactly who the BSU member mistook him for.

"You gotta be kidding me." He let out with a raised brow upon opening the wallet.

The first thing he noticed was the driver's license and the picture of the man he mistook him for. His disguised made him look Arab but the man in this photo was clearly a man of Cuban descent with a long beard similar to Fidel Castro and wearing a pair of hipster glasses.

"Fucking Filipinos!" he let while shaking his head in disappointment before making his way into the bathroom and sending a text message to Neto then making his way into one of the bathroom stalls.

His time in prison was rather educational to say the least, he couldn't get a weapon on the plane so right now he had to improvise. He was able to get a lighter on the plane, there was toilet paper, and a magazine in the bathroom.

To him this was gold.

Elsewhere

Things were finally starting to return to Alison who found herself slowly opening her eyes and immediately recoiling as the light from the sun shined directly in her eyes prompting her to roll over into what she hoped was the arms of the youngest Roman but instead found an empty space.

"Damn it Mark!" she let out with a hint of venom in her tone before moving to lift herself up and moving to hop in the shower that connected to his bedroom with a series expression on her face.

Upon stepping out of the shower though she was quickly hit with the familiar smell of something burning prompting her to run for the kitchen where she noticed a familiar Japanese woman patting the stove with a towel in order to put a fire in a pot.

"Sorry did I wake you?" Ren asked while coughing out a figurative smoke cloud causing Alison to give her a smile before walking over to her and moving to put her somewhat burned hand under some warm water.

"No, you just got me outta the room faster." The FIB Agent let out with a smile.

"Sorry, but Mark fed me this breakfast one time of shrimp and grits and I tried to make it myself but grits is new to me." She let out earning a slight chuckle from the FIB Agent. "Hey that's not really a Japanese or West Coast thing for that matter." She added while Alison continued to chuckle.

"I can make the grits if you can handle the shrimp." Alison let out while Ren merely smiled at her statements.

After half and hour or so the two women found themselves sitting at Mark's dining room table eating their breakfast that consisted of grilled shrimp on cheesy grits to the delight of Ren. From what the Japanese woman had told her, she enjoyed living in Louisiana. It wasn't as big or as fancy as Los Santos, but it was homey to her.

The humid Louisiana weather reminded her a lot of Osaka then Los Santos and just like Osaka New Arcadia was divided into different Wards. Osaka was the larger city with twenty-four wards while New Arcadia had seventeen.

She grew up in Suminoe, the 19th Ward, it was the closest to Osaka Bay and one of the things she loved from living there was the early morning late night breeze and fog that washed over the city from the water. This was an experience she got here but not much in Los Santos despite living in Cypress Flats.

The number one thing she loved about Louisiana though was the food. It seemed like only in Asian restaurants she could get a good fish meal, but down here it seemed like seafood was the norm. The first time the group had fed her Crawfish she was hesitant because they reminded her of the Crayfish back home, but now she was in love with them.

The girl was a foodie at heart and New Arcadia's Seafood and spices were up her alley.

"So…how was it last night?" the Japanese woman let out breaking Alison from her concentration at the question.

"It was…good, there wasn't much talking but it felt like he didn't want to let me go, until I woke up and he was gone." She let out while giving the woman a half-smile.

"I didn't get much words outta him either when he left…he just took his gun and was out the door." She stated while Alison nodded her head.

She wanted to ask her about the kiss on the forehead, but at the same time she didn't want to make the FIB Agent defensive in regard to another woman encroaching on the man she loved.

"I just hope he's okay." Alison let out before the sound of her cellphone ringing quickly caught the attention of both women who looked to the device just as Alison quickly answered it.

"What is it Sawyer?" she asked with a raised brow after putting the phone to the side of her head with a half-smile.

"Those names your boyfriend gave us came in a match for a partial fingerprint on the cap for that Rocket Launcher." He replied to the woman's surprise.

"Do we have a location?" she asked with a raised brow while Ren eyed her closely.

"Texting it over to you now if your other boyfriend sets you free for this." The New Arcadia resident replied while Alison nodded her head.

"He doesn't have to, I want to see this thing through." She let out with confidence in her tone while hanging up the phone and rising from the table.

"Work?" Ren asked earning a nod from the FIB Agent.

"Afraid so!" she answered while picking up her Glock 23 and placing it in the holster on her pants. "If Mark comes back can you tell him to call me?" she asked earning a nod from the Japanese woman before she gave her goodbyes and made her way out the front door.

Upon stepping outside and into the grass just outside of Mark's house she quickly found herself stepping on something hard and heavy causing her to bend down and notice that it was a familiar seven inch Combat Knife with a leather wrapped handle.

"Damn it Mark!" she let out while bending over and moving to pick the weapon up off the ground.

As she did so she failed to notice the three tattooed Caucasian men sitting in the dark green van parked across the street from Mark's home.

"Ah man check out the ass on red." One of the men let out with a sick smile. He was a rather skinny looking Caucasian man with a brown beard wearing a green beanie and flannel shirt.

"Calm down there Jed, we're not here for the redhead." Replied the other man who was another skinny Caucasian man with long brown hair hidden underneath a trucker hat and a beard that covered much of his face.

"Shit imagine what Eddie what do for us though if we brought him that apple though Dean." Jed replied with a smile while the man merely shook his head.

"Will the both of you just shut the fuck up." A large bald Caucasian man let out from the back seat of the van with venom in his tone as he made his presence known to the two men.

"Duchamp gave us our orders and we're gonna stick with the plan." he stated while watching Alison hop into her car and drive off while Ren stood in the doorway watching her leave.

"We taking the China Doll." he added with venom in his tone before.

Meanwhile

The smell of the sterile air was the first thing to catch the attention of Felix as he found himself slowly opening his strained eyes with a pain-filled groan and quickly noticed that he was lying in a hospital bed in sterile room with bandages covering much of his body.

"I wouldn't move around too much if I were you." Came a somewhat familiar voice that had Felix turning his head with a raised brow and immediately being taken off guard by a familiar woman.

"Lady Joker!" he let out while eyeing the woman closely. "Where am I?" he asked with confusion in his tone as he continued to try and rise up before immediately being put back down by the woman.

"You're in the hospital, Mark messed you up bad." She let out causing Felix's head to immediately flash back to his memories of his battle with the youngest Roman.

"Partial Concussion, multiple broken ribs, two cracked vertebrae, a broken foot, and torn MCL and ACL." She added to Felix's shock. "You're lucky to be alive."

"What about the rest are they-?" he started before the woman cut him off.

"Loka's alive and well, I sent her home to get some rest." She stated causing Felix to let out a sigh of relief. "Adahy is nursing some bullet wounds along with La Tortura and Lady Casper, but everyone else is gone." She let out to the man's shock.

"Shit, Cruz's hood…your barrio!" he let out with venom in his tone.

"Got folded!" she finished while Felix lowered his head. "Along with the Azteca's in Jenner." She added to the man's confusion. "It doesn't stop there either. BSU also wiped Ernesto's Azteca's hood in Sunbelt off the map and much of the Southwest Vagos." She added continuing to shock the man.

"And what about Ernesto?" he asked with a raised brow.

"Ernesto and Syke O are in Arcadia Parish Jail. They got locked up before they could even make it into the city." She stated before adding something that would forever haunt the man. "Miguel and Carmen are also dead!"

"He killed his kids?" Felix asked with sadness filling his voice while Lady Joker merely nodded her head.

"He did and it's all business as usual to him." She pointed out transforming Felix's sadness to blind rage as he found himself gritting his teeth and clenching his bed sheets in anger.

New Arcadia International Airport

After what felt like forever Paul had finally finished making his toilet paper and magazine shank without any incident and he soon found himself walking around the airport in search of Mark. It wouldn't be long before Neto's plane had landed so Paul knew had to act quick.

His time in prison didn't just make him proficient in making shanks but also moving through crowded areas undetected and stabbing people without others knowing until after he was long gone.

That was his strategy now.

If he could get to Mark and cut off the head of the snake the others would soon fall. Neither him nor Neto would have a problem taking out the contingent of BSU nobodies with their leader bleeding out.

This was his hope and his strategy as he skewered his way through the crowd of people without raising anyone's attention in search of the youngest Roman.

"All sides and runways are clear boss." The voice of Thire called out earning a low growl from Mark who quickly hung up his phone just as Lee and Jimmy moved to approach him.

"You think they're on to us?" Lee asked earning a nod from Mark.

"More than likely, I doubt Neto would really fly his way into New Arcadia after what happened last time." The youngest Roman pointed out with a hint of annoyance in his tone. "We have all the airports from here to Red Stick covered, even some private airfields. No matter where he's coming in from, we'll-." Mark started before his cellphone started to ring from a new number that caused him to raise a brow as he noticed that the number had also sent him a text message that read "Urgent!".

"Who is this?" Mark answered with a hint of venom in his tone.

"Whoa is that anyway to talk to your new boss Marcus?" Roland called out from the other end of the cellphone prompting Mark to give a low growl.

"What do you want?" Mark asked with venom in his tone.

"To let you know that you probably should have stayed in bed this morning." He started to Mark's confusion. "Three not so friendly looking men just kicked down your door and came out carrying that bright haired friend of yours." he finished causing Mark's expression to change.

"Ren!" Mark let out while clenching his fist in anger.

"Now I don't know how much you care about this girl but in light of everyone you've lost these last couple of weeks I wouldn't think you'd want to lose another." He pointed.

"You're bluffing you just don't want me here to kill Neto." Mark replied with rage in his tone.

"Maybe I am maybe I'm not, but are you really gonna take the chance of leaving her in the hands of those Nazi's after all you've done to them?" Roland asked with a chuckle before hanging up and leaving Mark standing in anger while everyone eyed Mark in confusion as he quickly started dialing a new number.

"What's going on brother?" Jimmy asked as he watched Mark put the phone to his ear in anger.

"Ren!" he started as the phone came to life but he was immediately met with a familiar phrase.

"Kon'nichiwa you've reached the phone of Ren Koboyashi, I can't come to the phone as of this moment-." The message played prompting Mark to hang up his phone in anger.

"We need to leave." He pointed out to the confusion of the group.

"What why?" Lee asked in surprise.

"Assholes have kidnapped Ren." Mark started to the shock of the group who watched as he forcibly turned around moved to start running only to knock over a man who appeared to be of Arabic descent.

"What where you're going." He yelled out to Paul who mentally cursed himself before watching him, Lee, Jimmy, Buck, Thire, and Tup make their way out of the airport to his surprise.

"Where the hell are they going in such a hurry?" he asked with a raised brow just as the plane containing a familiar modern day Maya Warrior touched down on the runway.

New Arcadia Police Station

Silence

This was the first thing to catch the attention of Steve who found himself walking into the New Arcadia Police Department building. Officers were speaking but they weren't speaking directly to him and whenever he walked by the merely closed their mouths and gave him side glances.

Many of them blamed him for the death of the pastor, many more of them were pissed about being on his raid that turned up nothing, and many more were just sick of his presence all together.

This fact was added more once he entered the main lobby and noticed dozens upon dozens of officers in full Tactical Gear along with a dozen Noose Officers making their way out of the armory and pushing past him as they made their way out the front door.

"Well look who made it." Sawyer let out with his toothy grin as Steve looked up and noticed him and Alison standing by both dressed in tactical gear of their own with Sawyer brandishing Tactical Mossberg 500 and Alison armed with a Bushmaster XM-15 Carbine.

"What's going on?" he asked with a raised brow.

"The Intel Mark gave us on the group that bombed the church and murdered Pastor Mills came up solid and we got a location on one of them." He pointed out while Steve eyed her closely.

"No one informed me." Steve let out in anger.

"That's because the DOJ is here waiting for you." Sawyer pointed out with a sick smile. "Ya'll have fun now." He added while moving to walk away from the FIB Agent as he turned to Alison and looked at her with a raised brow.

"Good luck!" she let out before moving to walk off and leave the man standing in silence while he angrily gritted his teeth in anger before moving to make his way into his office where he noticed a man and a woman already sitting at his desk with serious expressions written on their faces.

"Have a seat Mr. Fisher!"

Elsewhere

The drive back to Mark's home wasn't long at all for the BSU members who quickly pulled their cars up on the street in front of his home where they immediately noted the front door had been completely kicked.

"NO NO NO!" Mark yelled out in anger before stepping out of Lee's car and rushing through his front door with Lee, Jimmy, and Buck behind them while Thire and Tup guarded the front door.

"Jesus's!" Tup called out while peeking inside of the house and noticing that it looked as though it had been completely ransacked with all of Mark's items thrown across the floor, his couches were in shreds, his television was shattered, his refrigerator was turned over, and almost every picture in the house was defaced.

None of these things mattered to Mark though as he went room to room in search of the Japanese woman but turning up short no matter what room he went in.

"Maybe she got out!" Buck let out with hope in voice that was soon broken when he watched Mark move to make his way down his hallway where everyone watched him pull on the string that hung from the ceiling in order to drop down the wooden stairs that led into his attic.

"Think she's up there?" Buck asked before following the man up the stairs with Lee and Jimmy.

Once the group had made it into the attic of Mark's home they were all completely taken off-guard by what they soon were seeing.

It was Manfred's wet dream.

Mark had turned his attic into a small armory with a variety of weapons and parts protected by cages covering one wall, a wall of knives and swords on another, a large vault on the other side of the room that was more than likely filled with money, but the one thing that caught the group by surprise was the complete with a CCTV control room on across from the vault.

In total there were twelve monitors on the wall with three separate computers under them and on each monitor that were four different camera views of not only Mark's home but also almost all of their clubhouses and hangouts.

"Jesus this our eyes in the skies?" Jimmy asked while watching Mark pull up the footage of his home from the morning just after he left, to when Alison was having lunch with Ren, then leaving, and not five minutes after Alison had left three men of Caucasian descent had stepped out of a dark green van parked across from Mark's home and kicked open the door.

Ren was still in the kitchen and was completely taken off-guard as two small man charged and her prompting her to punch one man in the jaw before the other came up and knocked her to the ground. She punched him a few times in the mouth in order to get him off but before she could completely get on her feet a much larger Caucasian man came up from behind her and struck her over the head with the butt of a Shotgun causing anger to fill the BSU members.

The video then finished with the group dragging the woman out of the house, forcing her into the green, and driving off.

"Brother-!" Lee started before watching the man pull his cellphone out and dialing up a familiar number.

"Eddie you got still got Dewey at the market with you?" he asked to the confusion of the group.

"Wake his ass up and make him give you every Driftwood and Aryan Kindred hangout location in Arcadia and Lincoln Parish. If he refuses cut a piece of him off every time he doesn't." he stated to the shock of the group who watched as he moved over to one of the walls and quickly grabbed four Hand Grenades before tossing them to Lee, Jimmy, and Buck.

"They have her, but we're gonna hit everything they got and everyone who allies with them until we find her." He stated earning nods of anger from the group. "Let's show them how much you sweat when you turn the heat up down south."

`Lower 15th Ward

The sound of chatter on the radio filled the mind of Alison as she found herself sitting in the passenger seat beside Sawyer with a serious look on her face as she tried to think only about the coming raid.

"You boyfriend teach you how to use that weapon?" he asked earning a few seconds of silence from the woman.

"Sawyer just drop it-." She started earning a chuckle from the man.

"I'm actually serious!" he replied. "These are devil worshipping skinheads who less then twenty-four hours ago blew up a Church with a Rocket Launcher and lynched a preacher." He added while the woman looked away from him. "If you can drop bad guys like he can that will be just super." He finished prompting Alison to roll her eyes before responding.

"He's shown me a thing or two…but I could never be that good." She replied with a half-smile.

"Damn, don't think you could call him up and him to give us Sniper Support?" he asked earning a half-smile from the woman.

"I call him and ask for any kinda of support the chances of us even bringing in one of these guys alive is pretty much gone." She let out with a smile. "Especially if they take a shot at me. You may think I'm just being used by him, but he's more than proved my life is precious to him." She added.

"All the more reason I kind of didn't want to bring you here." He let out to her surprise.

"The woman he was about to marry got killed at their wedding and he turned almost every Vago from here to Sunbelt into picture frames. I can only imagine what he'll do if something happens to you." He finished earning silence from Alison who soon found herself remembering his war with Merryweather and his complete disregard for Tavon.

"We're here!" he let out before stopping his vehicle behind the several other police cars and NOOSE team vehicles as they stopped in front of an abandoned church on a hill just on the outskirts of New Arcadia where they noticed a familiar dark green Jeep parked out front.

"Abandoned church, it sounds cliché enough to be there hangout." Regina let while out approaching the duo from behind.

"Question is how do we know they're actually here?" Sawyer asked with frustration in is tone.

"FIRE IN THE HOLE!" screamed out a new voice that quickly caught the attention of everyone and caused them to all raise their heads in surprise that soon shifted to fear as they noticed a rather large Caucasian man standing on the bell tower of the church armed with an RPG-7 that he had aimed at the group.

"GET DOWN!" Sawyer yelled out before knocking both women to the ground as Tyrone fired the Rocket and watched with a smile as it collided with one of the NOOSE trucks and created a violent explosion that killed five officers while another four were injured in the explosion.

"Shit!" Regina called out while Sawyer gave an angry groan before the sound of automatic gunfire soon erupted as Bernard, Sosa, and Dwight started to open fire from the front of the building with AK-47 and quickly took down two officers.

"On second that I think you should make that phone call." Sawyer called out earning an eye roll from Alison before she pulled back the slide on the Assault Rifle and started to fire on the church with Sawyer and Regina doing the same before noticing Tyrone moving to load another RPG into his launcher.

"Trueblood redirect your fire up!" the man called out earning a look from the woman before she took note of Tyrone and quickly aimed her weapon in the man's direction and fired off several shots that struck his Kevlar protected chest.

"SHOOT HIM IN THE HEAD!" Sawyer called out earning a scared look from Alison as she lined the man's head up in her crosshairs before moving her weapon downward and striking him once in the right thigh then watching as he fell back firing the Rocket in the sky and rolling off the roof before finally crashing on the bush protected ground next to the church.

"Rocket down prepare to move up!" Sawyer ordered before watching a NOOSE officer toss a smoke Grenade in front of the church blanketing the area in smoke and obscuring the vision of the three Skinheads who found themselves blindly firing into the smoke before needing to reload.

"Go Go GO!" A noose officer called out while leading five men for the front door of the church before forcing it open and running inside.

"SHIT GET OUT GET OUT-!" the voices of the NOOSE Officers called out before an explosion went off at the door that quickly sent the five men falling back with Sosa and Dwight laughing at the misfortunes of the officers before a series of Shotgun blast completely shredded the side of the church courtesy of Sawyer who started to charge into the building with Alison and Regina following behind him.

Upon setting foot into the church though the man was quickly met with a Sawn-Off Shotgun blast to the chest courtesy of Dwight who soon hit the floor as Regina fired a well-placed shot that caught the man in the center of the head before being knocked to the ground courtesy of Sosa who quickly moved to pin the woman underneath his arms.

"STUPID BLACK BITCH!" he called out while punching the woman three times in the face before being taken down by Alison who struck him over the head with the Butt of her Rifle before being hit across the back by a piece of wood courtesy of Bernard and kicking her Rifle away.

"Alright Red time to see if there's really a God!" he spoke out before drawing his Knife and moving to pin Alison under him before noticing the woman move to grab her Pistol only for him to kick it away then jump on top of her before forcibly stabbing her in the chest with the knife only for it to bounce off from her Kevlar Vest.

As he moved to put the knife in her neck Alison immediately blocked him by putting her left hand up and grabbing onto the man's knife wielding hand and with all her might try to keep him from driving the weapon into her throat.

"Say goodbye RED AH-!" Bernard screamed out at the top of his lungs as he felt something cold and sharp slide into his side courtesy of Alison who managed to use her right hand to pull Mark's knife from the back of her pants and drive the blade deep into the man's left kidney and cause him to howl in pain before slapping the woman across the face.

"You fucking bitch-." He started before immediately being slammed across the head by the butt of a Shotgun courtesy of Sawyer who immediately fell to the floor in pain from the Shotgun blast he took to the chest.

"That's it…I'm taking my lunch break!" he called out with a hint of anger in his tone.

Meanwhile

The wrenched smell of cigarette smoke was the first thing that caught Ren's attention as she found herself slowly opening her eyes and noticing that she was in the back of a windowless van with a throbbing headache before her memory came back to her.

"Rise and Shine China Doll!" Jed spoke out quickly earning the attention of the Japanese woman who let out a violent shriek as the man grabbed her by both of her arms and started to pull her out the back of the van and into a motel room where she was immediately tossed down onto the bed in front of the three men who'd kidnapped her and another man with red hair and skinhead tattoos.

"Who is this Donnie?" Duchamp asked looking to the larger man while rubbing his face in frustration.

"This is Marcus Roman's personal Geisha Girl." The large man stated earning a raised brow from Duchamp. "We arrived at his house after he was gone, but we stumbled upon her and thought she could be…useful." He stated with a sick smile.

"And you are a good soldier for that." Came a new voice that seemed more San Andrean then Louisianan to Ren as she quickly turned her head and noticed a balding dark-haired man make his way into the room with a twisted smile etched on his face.

"If she was in his home than that must make her special to him." Eddie pointed out while forcibly grabbing Ren by her chin and making her look up to him. "I hope you aren't one of those Americanized Slants who can't speak your own language." He let out with a toothy grin that was only met with a snot rocket to the face courtesy who merely watched the man smile in delight.

"Don't threaten me with a good time." He pointed out before slapping her across the face. "Put her with the other two better to work on all three of them at once." He stated before watching Jed grab hold of the woman while Donnie opened the closest door and allowed Ren to see two other women tied up inside before the front door of the unit exploded open to the surprise of the group.

"This better be good Casey!" Duchamp retorted with venom in his tone.

BOOM

The sound of the front door of local bar on the outskirts of New Arcadia exploding open could be heard for miles as Lee fired his China Lake Grenade Launcher through the front door and watched with a smile as several Aryan Kindred members rushed outside and were immediately barraged with bullets courtesy of Buck and Eddie who layed out their members without mercy before watching one man armed with a Glock 19 move to rise up only to be shot back down courtesy of Hong who was picking men on with ease.

"You're clear to go in brother." The San Fierro Triad member retorted with a half-smile before watching the BSU member switch to his AA-12 and blast his way into the bar where he was greeted by an Aryan Kindred member standing behind the bar moving to aim a Sawn-Off Shotgun in his direction.

Lee however was faster on the draw and completely blew the man's entire right arm off his body and left him screaming at the top of his lungs before another blast was fired into his chest.

"You chink bastard!" another man screamed out while raising his Pistol in the direction of Lee before being taken out with several shots to the chest courtesy of Buck who provided Lee with covering fire so that he could move up and shoot a fleeing Kindred member in the leg that completely severed his foot from the rest of his body while dropping another man in a blast to the side of his head.

"Wait Wait-?" The footless man called out before having his injured stepped on courtesy of the Chinese man who moved to put the hot barrel of his gun to the man's right cheek.

"Where's Duchamp?" he asked with venom in his tone while a few miles away from his three BSU members armed with Molotov Cocktails tossed incendiaries into a trailer park that was being used by a the Aryan Kindred with the three men still inside being caught in the ensuing explosion that completely cooked them to pieces.

"AH AH AH." Screamed out a Caucasian man of Cajun descent in an expensive suit as he found himself being stabbed several times in the abdomen courtesy of Nikki before she turned her M9A1 on a Dixie Mafia member who was trying to flee the area and caught him with a well-placed shot to the back of the head.

"You lads should really hit the gym more!" She called out while wiping her blood covered hands and knife on a towel she kept in her back pocket before walking down the alleyway.

"SHIT THEY GOT PARKER!" screamed out an Aryan Kindred member as he and four other ducked behind a pickup truck that soon had its tires and windows blown out courtesy of Jimmy who fired another well-placed 7.62 Round into the side of the truck that blew out the chest of one man who screamed out in agony while the men sitting next to him met similar fates courtesy of Thire and Tup who managed to successfully flank the stalled groups and barrage them with rounds.

"We got your asses to." Thire added while walking up to the man who'd been shot in the chest before slamming his back against the side of the pickup truck with the metal from the truck digging into his back wound.

"You're gonna answer some questions for us." The modern-day Maori Warrior ordered with venom filling his words.

While his BSU brothers were slaughtering their way through members of the Aryan Kindred and Dixie Mafia, Mark found himself sitting in the truck bed of a stolen Bison loading a fresh Grenade into the M203 Grenade Launcher on his CM901 with an anger filled expression on his face that soon softened once he felt a soft hand grab at his own.

"Hey…we're going to get her back." Jill proclaimed giving Mark a smile that he reluctantly returned before the sound of his cellphone starting to ring quickly caught his attention.

"Yeah!" he answered in anger.

"YOU GOT A LOT OF NERVE FOR THIS ROMAN!" the thick Cajun voice on the other side of the phone quickly screamed out but not intimidating Marcus.

"Are you talking about anything in particular?" the youngest Roman asked with little emotion in his tone.

"I got four dead guys and your boys just shot up one of my gambling halls. We have a truce and you're gonna have to answer for that?" the voice on the other end of the phone stated with venom rising in his voice.

"Consider it the cost of doing business." Mark pointed out with little emotion in his tone. "Your boys have been doing business with an invasive presence. This same invasive presence kidnapped and killed one of my guys a couple of weeks ago, broke into my home, and kidnapped another friend of mine." He added with venom starting to pick up in his tone.

"What does that have to do with me?" the voice on the other side called out.

"It means that if you don't get one of your boys tell me where either Kenneth Duchamp, Eddie Vinke, or my friend you're gonna be losing a lot more than a few soldiers." Mark pointed out in anger before hanging up his phone just as he, Task, Jill, and Kyra noticed that they were approaching a rundown Motel.

"Shit heads think they can kill, kidnap, and run from us." Mark spoke out while standing on the back of the truck bed and looking out at the rundown Motel with an angry expression written on his face. "Time to send a message!"

"This motel is a known Driftwood stronghold and where their soldiers from the West Coast come to be briefed on arrival. Intel from Roland says there are no civilians inside so consider everyone hostile. Hit the ground hot and watch for runners." Mark ordered just as the entrance of the Motel came into view where they quickly spotted several Driftwood members attempting to load up in three black SUV's.

"They're trying to make a run for it." Task yelled out with a hint of anger in his tone.

"They aren't going anywhere." Mark called out while taking aim at the lead vehicle before firing a Grenade from his Launcher with a smile as the explosive collided with the first vehicle and created a violent explosion that sent four men flying back while three more were completely taken off-guard by the dark red Bison that pulled up in front of them with a somewhat familiar Creole man jumping from the truck bed and shooting a Driftwood member four times in the chest.

"Drop um all!" Mark called out while firing a small barrage that caught another Driftwood member who fell back in pain while the man behind him was hit with the four of the powerful 5.56 Rounds that passed through his body.

"Damn it Mark!" Jill called out while firing three bullets from the M16A4 she'd been given by Mark before jumping out the back of the truck with Task and Kyra who could only watch as Mark dropped three more men before pushing up.

"GO GO GO MOVE UP!" the Creole screamed out at the top of his lungs while assaulting the Motel as Kyra fired a well-placed shot that hit one man in the chest as he ran across the top balcony armed with an AK-47 Assault Rifle.

"Shit!" Task called out while barrel rolling a barrage of 9mm Rounds from a Driftwood armed with a Mac-10 before turning his MP5 on the man and striking him twice in the neck. "We're walking into a damn fortress!" he spoke out with anger in his tone.

"RIGHT SIDE!" Kyra called out while noticing three Driftwood members armed with AK-47 firing from the rightside ground floor of the Motel building and quickly being sent flying by Mark who fired a Grenade in their direction and sent them flying across the parking lot.

"They're regrouping by the check-in office." Jill called out while avoiding shots from the Driftwood soldiers.

"Then let's check them out!" Task called out while lining one soldiers head up in his sight and blowing his brains across the walls while Mark and Jill barraged the windows and managed to shoot down two more Driftwood members as they tried to blindly fire their weapons.

"PUSH UP!" Mark called out before breaking for cover and running for the check-in office where he noticed a Driftwood member armed with an Uzi trying to rise up with his weapon raised before his face completely exploded courtesy of a well-placed shot from Kyra.

"Shit, fucking bullshit-!" another Driftwood member started before being struck across the face courtesy of the Butt of Mark's Rifle and colliding face first with the glass and shattering it.

"DIE!" Mark yelled out before bringing the butt of the weapon on the back of his head and watching with a smile as shards of glass embedded themselves in his eyes and mouth.

"Jesus!" Jill retorted after seeing the brutal kill of the youngest Roman before turning her Rifle on a Driftwood who was hiding behind a dark blue Sentinel while another man ran across the vehicle before being hit in both of his legs and lower abdomen courtesy of Task who then moved to shoot a Driftwood off the second floor balcony before moving to reload.

"More of these guys." Task called out while noticing a Driftwood armed with an AK-47 with a Drum Magazine firing from the roof of the motel and forcing Jill and Kyra back into cover behind a dark green car.

"The more the better!" Mark called out while firing a well-placed shot at the man that struck him in the ground and caused him to fall back wheezing and screaming as his small intestines poured out of the wound.

"More by the pool!" Kyra screamed out while noticing three Driftwood members running across the pool before firing a well-placed shot in the side of the chest before falling forward into the clear waters of the pool that were soon turning a dark shade of red as Jill joined in the barrage and striking one man in both of his legs before watching him collide with a lounge table and knock it over as he hit the ground.

"Fucking nig-!" One Driftwood member called out from behind the brick slab design only to be shot once in the neck courtesy of Marcus who ran by him and up the stairs where he immediately cut down two Driftwood members with a hail of gunfire before grabbing a third from behind and tossing him over the railing on to the hard ground below then kicking in one of the doors to the hotel room where he was immediately met by a Driftwood member armed with a knife who tried to tackle him to the ground only for Mark to shoot him once in the lower abdomen and causing a blonde haired woman who was lying half-naked in the bed to scream out and earn the attention of Jill, Task, and Kyra who rushed into the room and noticed Mark stomping out the injured man.

"Stupid motherfucker!" the youngest Roman called out kicking the man three times in his bullet wounds before grabbing the television off the wall and dropping it on his already sore abdomen.

"Please please man!" the Driftwood member pleaded through a blood coated face before Mark grabbed him by his shirt and slammed him against the wooden footboard of the bed before drawing his M1911 and forcing it in the mouth of the man until he started to puke.

"Either you tell me where Eddie, Duchamp, or my friend is or her brains is going over the walls and then yours." He yelled out while pointing his gun at the young woman.

"No wait please man-." He pleaded again before the loud bang of Mark's Pistol went off causing everyone to jump back and notice the bullet hole in the wall to the left of the woman then grabbing the Driftwood member and spinning him around so that he could face.

"I'm on a short timetable buddy so you have until the count of ten to tell me what I wanna know…One." Mark called out while pressing the hot barrel of the Pistol into the man's back.

"Mark wait-!" Jill started only for Kyra to put her hand her shoulder in order to silence her.

"Please you don't have to do this." The Driftwood member continued to plead.

"Two!" only for Mark to continue to count.

"Even if I knew, it wouldn't be much help to you their location is always changing. They're probably moving as we speak." He let out before adding, "You gotta believe me!".

"Three!"

"Okay we'll do it your way; we can talk this out…man to man." He continued with fear beginning to rise in his being. "I'll tell you where they are just put the weapons away." He stated while looking at Mark's Pistol.

"Eddie is in Frenchtown, The Broken Stool, and he's got your friend there, but you're not gonna find him without me…I don't give a fuck about her, but I can lead you right to him." He stated with confidence in his tone.

"You're lying because my boys just hit your bar just before we arrived here, five." Mark stated with venom in his tone while pointing his Pistol into the man's kidney. "But that's for letting me know exactly where I should be pointing my gun."

"I can bring them to you, I will bring them straight to you but if you kill me you'll get nothing outta-." He started before freezing up as he heard what he didn't want to hear.

"Six!"

"Did you not here me, the only way you're gonna get what you want is if AHHHHH-!" the Driftwood member screamed out in terror as Mark fired a shot into his upper shoulder making sure to hit the man's Clavicle and cause him to scream out in pain.

"Father of Christ you're crazy!" he screamed out while the woman screamed out as well at the man's pain.

"Choose your next words carefully because your life depends on it." Mark called out in anger. "SEVEN SEVEN!"

"You're gonna fucking die!" the Aryan called out in pain.

"Eight!" Mark continued while Jill, Kyra, and Task continued to watch.

"FUCK YOU!" he added while Mark merely gave him a smile.

"Nine!" Mark added while slamming the man's head against the wooden bedpost and forced him to bite down on the wood.

"Please!" he pleaded out in fear.

"TEN!" Mark yelled out before slamming his right elbow into the back of the man's head with enough force to rival that of a curb stomp knocking all of the Driftwood members teeth to the floor, severely breaking his jaw, and leaving him motionless on the ground while Mark merely turned to the woman who eyed him with tears in her eyes.

"You should really look into better men." He ordered before moving to walk out of the room in anger.

Meanwhile

"BSU are making their move?" Eddie stated with venom in his tone.

"It's not just them boss, even ward gangs are targeting us and the NAPD have brought in Bernard and his men." Casey spoke out with fear filling his voice before a series of knocks at the door caused all skinhead members to draw their guns and point them at the door while Ren looked on in fear.

"Who is Jed?" Donald asked with anger in his tone.

"Shit it's the's cop." Jed yelled out with fear in his voice and startling everyone in the process.

"What?" Duchamp asked while making his way over to the window and noticing an NAPD officer standing at the door while another officer stood next to the patrol car.

"Shit what are we gonna do?" Casey asked with fear in his voice before Eddie directed him to answer the door to the group's surprise.

"You say one word and you'll be the next Junko Furuta." Eddie threatened catching Ren by surprise that he would know of such a horrid murder in Japanese history.

As Casey moved to crack the door open he could immediately see that he drew suspicion from the officer who noticed the swastika tattoo on the side of his neck and the way he only cracked the door open to not let the officer see inside.

"Can I help you officer?" he asked.

BANG

The Shotgun blast in such a confined space was almost deafing to Ren as she looked on with a fearful expression on her face as Eddie fired a Benelli Shotgun out the window and struck the officer in the chest while the man in the police car ducked down and immediately started to call for back up while Eddie hopped out of the shattered window to the shock of everyone, walked over to the patrol car, and executed the officer with two shots to the head.

"Holy shit!" Jed spoke out with fear filling his voice.

"Pack everything up…this area's been compromised and we're leaving." He ordered earning nods from the group. "Get all our remaining brothers to regroup at the fall back point." He stated earning a look from Casey.

"What?" he asked in anger.

"The Fall Back point has fallen as well, but not by BSU boss." He stated to Eddie's shock.

"Then who?" Eddie asked with rage seething on his person.

RING RING RING RING RING

The sound of Mark's cellphone ringing quickly caught the attention of the youngest Roman who angrily looked at the device before putting it to his ear with a serious look on his face.

"What do you want?" Mark asked with venom in his tone.

"Is that anyway to greet the guy you bailed out on. I was really looking forward to our reunion." The familiar voice of Neto caught the attention of the youngest Roman who merely gave him a slight chuckle.

"Yeah well I had other matters to attend to." Mark let out while looking down at the headless body of Driftwood member who'd just taken a Shotgun blast to the head courtesy of Lee as he and a few other BSU members fired shots into the heads of several driftwoods who'd recently been killed in the group's active onslaught.

"So I've been hearing mi amigo you've really been putting the fire to the trash." The Ondero let out with a smile.

"Yeah do me a favor and explain to me why your trash always washes up in my swamp?" Mark asked while watching Eddie slit the throat of another Driftwood member who'd taken three bullets to the back and was trying to crawl away.

"It's simple Roman, they're running from me." Neto let out with a chuckle. "And if you'd like to know, I'm not here for you we're here to handle that trash." He added to Mark's surprise.

"We?" Mark asked with a raised brow.

"Yes Mark we, Brown, Black, Yellow, and even White are here to see him in the ground." He stated to Mark's confusion. "Even the Aryan Vanguard wants him dead."

"This guy Eddie some kinda snitch or something?" Mark asked in anger.

"No he's a sick psychotic rapist who'd put your friend Patrick to shame." Neto pointed out causing Mark to go wide eyed at his statement.

"Some of his boys kidnapped a friend of mine this morning and killed another a few weeks back." Mark replied without seeing the beaming smile on the face of the man from the other side of the phone.

"Then I hope your friend isn't a woman, because if they're a guy they're already dead but if they're a woman they're gonna wish for death." Neto pointed out while Mark growled angrily at the man.

"So I guess it's a race to who gets to him first then?" Mark asked with venom in his tone.

"No I know exactly where he's going now thanks to you and yours boy, question is though is your friends life more important than yours, Lee's, and Jimmy's combined hatred for me?" he asked earning a few seconds of silence from Mark who looked to Lee and watched him fire another Shotgun blast into the head of another Driftwood member.

"Yeah I keep them on a leash." He answered earning a chuckle from Neto.

"Don't worry Mai is here for that." Neto let out through his laughs. "I'm sending you the location…see you soon soldier." He added with a smile.

"You as well Santa Muerte." Mark let out with venom in his tone before hanging up his phone and letting out a low growl.

Authors Note: Hello Everyone a fast update that probably nobody was expecting because of the nature of this short chapter.

Ren has been kidnapped and it's up to Mark and BSU to join the coalition of Los Santos gangs to bring down Eddie. Man can you smell the bloodshed it's…intoxicating.

Alison and Sawyer managed to successfully bring down the Satanic Aryans with limited casualties on their end and Alison showing off her new found skill with a Rifle that's she's learned under Mark.

Thank you all for reading have a nice day and be on the lookout for Onkwehonwe's next chapter of Concrete Jungle, Eddie is his villain and he'll get the honor of putting him away. Zilla 2000 out.