Author note (sorry I been late my computer was broken. Also changing the
scriot formant by request)
I couldn't believe what had been going on the past couple of hours. I use to be a clean-cut cop and now blood was on my hands. It was the blood of the Guilty but it was blood nonetheless. I can still see them. I could still see the bullet ripping trough the skin of the people I killed. The sound was hideous. It resemble what you hear when you stab meat.
I didn't know what to do or who to trust. I knew it was no way out of Liberty City. I knew that Lurigi boys were waiting for me arm to the teeth. I could see some of them on top of building holding guns. They were probably at toll Booth at Liberty City. I had killed his most beloved daughter the price on my head was a million. In a city where people would kill their own mother for 50 cents that was a death sentence. My only hope was to kill him before he killed me. I had to get dirty and bloody. I had to forget the rules and what they taught me and kill him in cold blood.
I sat in the Alley waiting for one of his men to do a drug deal. My guns were empty. I had no real weapons. The two men had magnums and probably and armory in their car. I knew they like to sale drugs to the other gangs women. Get them fucked up so they wont look as good as other and maybe have sex with the girl by offering them a free hit. I could hear them talking. "Yea so he was all crying like a little sissy. Big 6-foot black guy wetting himself in front of me. I thought I would drop my weapon I was laughing so hard. I blew the Fuckers head off man." The man with greasy hair laughed.
It wasn't even a laughed in sounded like a sick twisted cough. His laughter was deep and loud. The hooker by him looks no more then 16. She was probably a run away who thought she come to Liberty City for adventure. She looked beat. Her arms were covered with needle marks. I saw my reflection in a shiny glass bottle. My skin had dried blood on it. I took the bottle in hand and held it. I look trough the garbage and was about to make my move. I saw an empty can of beans. The top was sharp. You surprise how innovative you can get when you have to kill someone. Their backs were turn. One of them was walking away with a woman. He had a green Jacket. I ran behind them and chuck the bottle at the one with the green Jacket. The bottle cracked across his skull. I came behind the one with Greasy hair and grabbed him. I took the can cap and slit his throat with it with one move. I had to dig it in so it can cut Deep. "You mother fucker," the one in the Jacket scream as he Pulled out his piece. I use the greasy hair one as a shield and pulled out his gun. Two bullets shot in the greasy hair's gut. The hooker screamed as I pushed the man who throat I cut into the man. I pulled out the piece I just took and shot at the one in the jacket. The bullet flew catching him in the head. The blood splatter all over the hooker
"You sick twisted bastard you killed them" the hooker went to attack me with he fist. She slaps me across the face. I grab her by the hair and slam her into the car. I pointed at the gun and was about to pull the trigger. She lay there crying. I stop myself. I felt sick to my stomach at what I was about to do. The greasy hair one was holding his neck to stop it from bleeding. "You a dead man" he mutters in coughs of blood. I walked over to him and pointed. I unloaded a full clip into his body killing Him. "ohhhh my God" The hooker screamed. I took the money from their pocket and chucked a wad of 100's at her "Get the hell out of this city" I said. I took his car and drove off
I couldn't believe what had been going on the past couple of hours. I use to be a clean-cut cop and now blood was on my hands. It was the blood of the Guilty but it was blood nonetheless. I can still see them. I could still see the bullet ripping trough the skin of the people I killed. The sound was hideous. It resemble what you hear when you stab meat.
I didn't know what to do or who to trust. I knew it was no way out of Liberty City. I knew that Lurigi boys were waiting for me arm to the teeth. I could see some of them on top of building holding guns. They were probably at toll Booth at Liberty City. I had killed his most beloved daughter the price on my head was a million. In a city where people would kill their own mother for 50 cents that was a death sentence. My only hope was to kill him before he killed me. I had to get dirty and bloody. I had to forget the rules and what they taught me and kill him in cold blood.
I sat in the Alley waiting for one of his men to do a drug deal. My guns were empty. I had no real weapons. The two men had magnums and probably and armory in their car. I knew they like to sale drugs to the other gangs women. Get them fucked up so they wont look as good as other and maybe have sex with the girl by offering them a free hit. I could hear them talking. "Yea so he was all crying like a little sissy. Big 6-foot black guy wetting himself in front of me. I thought I would drop my weapon I was laughing so hard. I blew the Fuckers head off man." The man with greasy hair laughed.
It wasn't even a laughed in sounded like a sick twisted cough. His laughter was deep and loud. The hooker by him looks no more then 16. She was probably a run away who thought she come to Liberty City for adventure. She looked beat. Her arms were covered with needle marks. I saw my reflection in a shiny glass bottle. My skin had dried blood on it. I took the bottle in hand and held it. I look trough the garbage and was about to make my move. I saw an empty can of beans. The top was sharp. You surprise how innovative you can get when you have to kill someone. Their backs were turn. One of them was walking away with a woman. He had a green Jacket. I ran behind them and chuck the bottle at the one with the green Jacket. The bottle cracked across his skull. I came behind the one with Greasy hair and grabbed him. I took the can cap and slit his throat with it with one move. I had to dig it in so it can cut Deep. "You mother fucker," the one in the Jacket scream as he Pulled out his piece. I use the greasy hair one as a shield and pulled out his gun. Two bullets shot in the greasy hair's gut. The hooker screamed as I pushed the man who throat I cut into the man. I pulled out the piece I just took and shot at the one in the jacket. The bullet flew catching him in the head. The blood splatter all over the hooker
"You sick twisted bastard you killed them" the hooker went to attack me with he fist. She slaps me across the face. I grab her by the hair and slam her into the car. I pointed at the gun and was about to pull the trigger. She lay there crying. I stop myself. I felt sick to my stomach at what I was about to do. The greasy hair one was holding his neck to stop it from bleeding. "You a dead man" he mutters in coughs of blood. I walked over to him and pointed. I unloaded a full clip into his body killing Him. "ohhhh my God" The hooker screamed. I took the money from their pocket and chucked a wad of 100's at her "Get the hell out of this city" I said. I took his car and drove off