~*~ DISCLAIMER: I do not own GTA 3 or GTA Vice City. Don't Sue!! But I do
own the plot so back the hell off of it.
Oh, here is a note to the review, or should I say flammer that reviewed on ch.2. First of all, this is an A/U. In an A/U the writer, in this case me, gets to do whatever he/she wants. I wanted to keep Maria alive, I felt like it. I did pay attention, and I do believe that he killed her, but I'll say it again, this is an A/U. I wanted to name him an Italian name. Weather or not he looked Italian to you is not my problem. If you don't like this story there is no one, I repeat no one, forcing you to read this. So take your sorry self outta my story and don't come back. I'm not forcing you to like this. This is my work, if you don't understand it, I don't give a s***. If you do like my work and chose to review, you are very much appreciated.
And one more thing, note how the flammer was, 'anonymous'. He/she didn't have the guts to post their real name or email. They are to pussy to do that because they know that if I were to get a hold of their email account this letter would be a lot nastier. I don't mind the flame, rather I like them. Because unlike most writers out there I can take the flame, hell I fight the damn fire. So if there is anyone out there who wants to flame and be put on blast like this person here, go right a head. Just have the balls to sign the flame.
Really sorry that it took me this long to update, FF.net hadn't been working since I have AOL. But next time I will try to update faster. I'm sorry to those of you who really wanted to read the actual story. It's just that ignorant people like that have to be dealt with. So now without further adieu, chapter two.
Chapter Two
An hour into the trip, Maria I found that Maria was a sleep, while I would have liked to be. However I found sleep was unreachable due to the thoughts flying all over my mind. What would I say to Vercetti upon meeting him, should I even speak? I didn't know Vercetti and yet I had spoken to him once before. That was something that by-passed my vow.
The vow I made because of what happened with Catalina. That dazzling Cuban angel whom stole my heart, only to feed it to the devil himself. Due to the entire trauma she put me through, I vowed never to speak again. That was unless I trusted the person. I neither trust nor even knew Vercetti, so I was left at a minor disadvantage.
I sighed powerfully
The death of the cartel, Leone Family, and many other powerful gangs has Liberty City basically at my feet, waiting to give me head the minute I asked. That was, without saying, metaphorically speaking. People knew of me, yet none of them knew my name. I was respected in an honorable silence. So what reason did Vercetti have to help me?
Maria stirred in her sleep. She removed her head of chestnut-brown hair from the window, still in her sleep, then moved closer to me. From my seat next to her I watched her link her arm around mines and rest her head on my shoulder.
"Baby." She muttered almost inaudibly then was fast asleep yet again.
I shook my head with a small smile engraved in my stone expression. Maria had life so simple, for me to bring her down with me in the dealing to come seemed unfair to her. She was like a child, carefree and optimistic with an aura of pure innocence. So be damned if I were the one to take that innocence from her.
I chuckled lightly and pulled my jacket off of my lap, resting on her shoulders instead. While pulling her closer to me, I rested my head on hers, deciding that a good nap was in order.
"We are now landing in Vice City."
I awoke to the buzzing sound of the P.A. system above our heads. I turned to glance out of the window over Maria's still-sleeping figure. We had definitely reached Vice City. As the plane landed I could hardly make out the waves in the distant horizon; the sun diving into them for the night. There was a thin, blue blanket of night-sky visible in the distant horizon, where the beach met the water. A few studded stars had appeared and many more were following. Shorty said we had arrived at twilight.
I shook Maria's body.
"Oi...ma?" She questioned in her sleep.
I laughed silently to myself. I was forced to shake her body once more.
"What?!" She snapped, awakening somewhat.
Maria lifted her head to look at me. She blinked her bottomless russet colored eyes. "Oh baby I'm sorry." Apologized Maria.
I signaled it was all right.
"So, what's on your mind, baby?" Maria questioned taking a hold of my hand over my lap.
I pointed out to the window.
"Oh wow! We're here!" She gushed. "I haven't been in Vice City since I was a little girl." Maria mused mainly to herself.
I faced her lifting an eyebrow. "Hm? Oh, you wanna know why?" She asked after a moment. She continued, "Well, I was born here. But when my mother, my adopted mother, left my father, my adopted father, I was forced to go with her. Or so I was told. I was too young to remember anything but that's what I hear." She paused for air. "I've never met my birth parents." Her velvet eyes filled with burdensome tears.
As I felt the plane land, I swung my arm over Maria's shoulder and got up. Maria cleared her voice slightly, but loud enough for me to hear. "W-where are we going to stay now that we're here?"
It was a question that couldn't have been answered with a yes or no. I would have to answer with my voice. Yet, before I decided to answer her, I shrugged. Maria looked around the airport bemused as to what to do next.
"Well...there is this one hotel, it's alright, but we have to ride for a while." Maria shrugged. "Ocean View is a pretty good place, over looks the ocean, hence the name. But it's all the way across town."
I nodded indicating that that hotel would have to do. We walked off of the runway and into the large airport. Electronic doors slid open before us.
Maria linked her arm with mine and said, "Sound good, right babe?"
She saw me nod.
"I hope that one day you can talk to me. Freely." Maria mused playfully.
Again I nodded. This only earned a laugh from her. "I guess that might not happen any time soon."
Maria sighed contently as she learned closer to me. "Now all we need is a car."
My usual move would have been to run out into flowing traffic to take a car. However this time I would have be an honest man. I lifted my arm and hailed a cab before Maria could fret further.
"Oh!" She squealed happily. "A cab."
Maria hadn't even noticed I had hailed a cab for her and I. I held the door open for her like a proper gentleman should, and then slid in next to her in the large yellow vehicle.
"Where to?" The drive asked turning around in his seat to face both Maria and me in the back seat. The driver was a male, with curly red hair. His large china-blue eyes looked from me to Maria and stayed there. (AN: Alright, I know that Hillary died on the 'bank job' mission but this is an AU and I chose to make him live. So bear with me, don't I didn't warn you.) I could tell, even from behind his thick glasses that he had a strong feeling of lust for Maria, just like most healthy men did.
"The Ocean View Hotel." Maria replied taking hold of my arm under his uneasy, heavy gaze.
The driver sniffed and then blew his dirty nose on his faded white shirt. Maria winced at the sight. "O-ok sure, Ocean View." The driver answered.
As soon as he had turned around to face the windshield of the car and set his foot down on the gas pedal, we took off at an alarming speed. I personally never knew a cab could go so fast. We made a turn; Maria held on tighter to my arms.
In a matter of minutes we were halfway across town. Crossing a bridge.
"Why are we going so fast?" Maria demanded.
The cab driver looked at her through the rearview mirror. "I'm use to driving fast." The driver casually replied and added even more gas as if he wasn't going fast enough.
Maria screamed. I placed my hand on her leg to relax her. her screams were silenced. The cab turned; another scream this time it seemed to rotate on 3 wheels, Maria had reason to scream.
A few minutes later, due to the man's fast driving, we arrived at the Ocean View hotel.
Maria was the first to leave the cab. She carelessly swung the door open and got out of the cab. I paid the man then followed after my companion.
We entered the hotel together, her woman body snug close to me. As we approached the counter, offbeat Mexican music could be heard in the background.
"Hello, how might I help you?" Inquired a woman behind the counter.
I walked up to her; however Maria did the talking knowing that I wouldn't.
"Yeah," She began popping her gum. "We need a room." Maria simply stated.
The woman at the counter looked down at the computer at her desk. "Ok, a room for how long and under what name?"
Maria looked at me, I placed 5 fingers before her.
"Er, five days. Under...Maria Vercetti."
I looked at her confused and raised an eyebrow. Where had that come from? She shrugged. I let it slide. I guess it was just am impulse of the moment.
The woman began typing. "Ok. You're check in, and check out time is 12 noon on Monday." She handed me the key. "Thank you and enjoy your stay at Ocean View."
Maria smiled politely and I walked over to the stairs. Taking my arms, Maria led me up the stairs. I saw Maria look down at the key in my hand; room 241. Hopefully we would be there soon.
After two more flights of stairs we reached our room. There was a 'beep' behind us. We turned to find an elevator behind us. Maria laughed and then gently snatched the key from my hand to open the door. She smiled at the simplicity and charm of the room.
There was a large bed in the center of the suite, a small table a few feet away. Several potted plants were assembled all over the room, Maria had taken a liking to them right away.
Maria plopped down on the bed ad lifted her body with her elbows. She motioned for me to join her, yet I shook my head. No.
"Why not, babe?" Maria pouted, biting her lower lip like a child. But to me, it seemed to be a more seductive gesture than a childish one.
I walked towards the door.
"Are you going out?"
I nodded, then turned back to the wooden door.
"Wait!" Maria yelled. Maria got up and ran towards me. "Where are you going?"
I shrugged, it was the truth. I just wanted to get to know Vice City without having to worry about what kind of trouble Maria would get into.
She sighed. "Will you be long?"
I shook my head. No.
She leaned forward and kissed my lips quickly. "Then I'll see you later, baby." She said.
I smiled and turned back towards the door, preparing to explore Vice City for myself.
Oh, here is a note to the review, or should I say flammer that reviewed on ch.2. First of all, this is an A/U. In an A/U the writer, in this case me, gets to do whatever he/she wants. I wanted to keep Maria alive, I felt like it. I did pay attention, and I do believe that he killed her, but I'll say it again, this is an A/U. I wanted to name him an Italian name. Weather or not he looked Italian to you is not my problem. If you don't like this story there is no one, I repeat no one, forcing you to read this. So take your sorry self outta my story and don't come back. I'm not forcing you to like this. This is my work, if you don't understand it, I don't give a s***. If you do like my work and chose to review, you are very much appreciated.
And one more thing, note how the flammer was, 'anonymous'. He/she didn't have the guts to post their real name or email. They are to pussy to do that because they know that if I were to get a hold of their email account this letter would be a lot nastier. I don't mind the flame, rather I like them. Because unlike most writers out there I can take the flame, hell I fight the damn fire. So if there is anyone out there who wants to flame and be put on blast like this person here, go right a head. Just have the balls to sign the flame.
Really sorry that it took me this long to update, FF.net hadn't been working since I have AOL. But next time I will try to update faster. I'm sorry to those of you who really wanted to read the actual story. It's just that ignorant people like that have to be dealt with. So now without further adieu, chapter two.
Chapter Two
An hour into the trip, Maria I found that Maria was a sleep, while I would have liked to be. However I found sleep was unreachable due to the thoughts flying all over my mind. What would I say to Vercetti upon meeting him, should I even speak? I didn't know Vercetti and yet I had spoken to him once before. That was something that by-passed my vow.
The vow I made because of what happened with Catalina. That dazzling Cuban angel whom stole my heart, only to feed it to the devil himself. Due to the entire trauma she put me through, I vowed never to speak again. That was unless I trusted the person. I neither trust nor even knew Vercetti, so I was left at a minor disadvantage.
I sighed powerfully
The death of the cartel, Leone Family, and many other powerful gangs has Liberty City basically at my feet, waiting to give me head the minute I asked. That was, without saying, metaphorically speaking. People knew of me, yet none of them knew my name. I was respected in an honorable silence. So what reason did Vercetti have to help me?
Maria stirred in her sleep. She removed her head of chestnut-brown hair from the window, still in her sleep, then moved closer to me. From my seat next to her I watched her link her arm around mines and rest her head on my shoulder.
"Baby." She muttered almost inaudibly then was fast asleep yet again.
I shook my head with a small smile engraved in my stone expression. Maria had life so simple, for me to bring her down with me in the dealing to come seemed unfair to her. She was like a child, carefree and optimistic with an aura of pure innocence. So be damned if I were the one to take that innocence from her.
I chuckled lightly and pulled my jacket off of my lap, resting on her shoulders instead. While pulling her closer to me, I rested my head on hers, deciding that a good nap was in order.
"We are now landing in Vice City."
I awoke to the buzzing sound of the P.A. system above our heads. I turned to glance out of the window over Maria's still-sleeping figure. We had definitely reached Vice City. As the plane landed I could hardly make out the waves in the distant horizon; the sun diving into them for the night. There was a thin, blue blanket of night-sky visible in the distant horizon, where the beach met the water. A few studded stars had appeared and many more were following. Shorty said we had arrived at twilight.
I shook Maria's body.
"Oi...ma?" She questioned in her sleep.
I laughed silently to myself. I was forced to shake her body once more.
"What?!" She snapped, awakening somewhat.
Maria lifted her head to look at me. She blinked her bottomless russet colored eyes. "Oh baby I'm sorry." Apologized Maria.
I signaled it was all right.
"So, what's on your mind, baby?" Maria questioned taking a hold of my hand over my lap.
I pointed out to the window.
"Oh wow! We're here!" She gushed. "I haven't been in Vice City since I was a little girl." Maria mused mainly to herself.
I faced her lifting an eyebrow. "Hm? Oh, you wanna know why?" She asked after a moment. She continued, "Well, I was born here. But when my mother, my adopted mother, left my father, my adopted father, I was forced to go with her. Or so I was told. I was too young to remember anything but that's what I hear." She paused for air. "I've never met my birth parents." Her velvet eyes filled with burdensome tears.
As I felt the plane land, I swung my arm over Maria's shoulder and got up. Maria cleared her voice slightly, but loud enough for me to hear. "W-where are we going to stay now that we're here?"
It was a question that couldn't have been answered with a yes or no. I would have to answer with my voice. Yet, before I decided to answer her, I shrugged. Maria looked around the airport bemused as to what to do next.
"Well...there is this one hotel, it's alright, but we have to ride for a while." Maria shrugged. "Ocean View is a pretty good place, over looks the ocean, hence the name. But it's all the way across town."
I nodded indicating that that hotel would have to do. We walked off of the runway and into the large airport. Electronic doors slid open before us.
Maria linked her arm with mine and said, "Sound good, right babe?"
She saw me nod.
"I hope that one day you can talk to me. Freely." Maria mused playfully.
Again I nodded. This only earned a laugh from her. "I guess that might not happen any time soon."
Maria sighed contently as she learned closer to me. "Now all we need is a car."
My usual move would have been to run out into flowing traffic to take a car. However this time I would have be an honest man. I lifted my arm and hailed a cab before Maria could fret further.
"Oh!" She squealed happily. "A cab."
Maria hadn't even noticed I had hailed a cab for her and I. I held the door open for her like a proper gentleman should, and then slid in next to her in the large yellow vehicle.
"Where to?" The drive asked turning around in his seat to face both Maria and me in the back seat. The driver was a male, with curly red hair. His large china-blue eyes looked from me to Maria and stayed there. (AN: Alright, I know that Hillary died on the 'bank job' mission but this is an AU and I chose to make him live. So bear with me, don't I didn't warn you.) I could tell, even from behind his thick glasses that he had a strong feeling of lust for Maria, just like most healthy men did.
"The Ocean View Hotel." Maria replied taking hold of my arm under his uneasy, heavy gaze.
The driver sniffed and then blew his dirty nose on his faded white shirt. Maria winced at the sight. "O-ok sure, Ocean View." The driver answered.
As soon as he had turned around to face the windshield of the car and set his foot down on the gas pedal, we took off at an alarming speed. I personally never knew a cab could go so fast. We made a turn; Maria held on tighter to my arms.
In a matter of minutes we were halfway across town. Crossing a bridge.
"Why are we going so fast?" Maria demanded.
The cab driver looked at her through the rearview mirror. "I'm use to driving fast." The driver casually replied and added even more gas as if he wasn't going fast enough.
Maria screamed. I placed my hand on her leg to relax her. her screams were silenced. The cab turned; another scream this time it seemed to rotate on 3 wheels, Maria had reason to scream.
A few minutes later, due to the man's fast driving, we arrived at the Ocean View hotel.
Maria was the first to leave the cab. She carelessly swung the door open and got out of the cab. I paid the man then followed after my companion.
We entered the hotel together, her woman body snug close to me. As we approached the counter, offbeat Mexican music could be heard in the background.
"Hello, how might I help you?" Inquired a woman behind the counter.
I walked up to her; however Maria did the talking knowing that I wouldn't.
"Yeah," She began popping her gum. "We need a room." Maria simply stated.
The woman at the counter looked down at the computer at her desk. "Ok, a room for how long and under what name?"
Maria looked at me, I placed 5 fingers before her.
"Er, five days. Under...Maria Vercetti."
I looked at her confused and raised an eyebrow. Where had that come from? She shrugged. I let it slide. I guess it was just am impulse of the moment.
The woman began typing. "Ok. You're check in, and check out time is 12 noon on Monday." She handed me the key. "Thank you and enjoy your stay at Ocean View."
Maria smiled politely and I walked over to the stairs. Taking my arms, Maria led me up the stairs. I saw Maria look down at the key in my hand; room 241. Hopefully we would be there soon.
After two more flights of stairs we reached our room. There was a 'beep' behind us. We turned to find an elevator behind us. Maria laughed and then gently snatched the key from my hand to open the door. She smiled at the simplicity and charm of the room.
There was a large bed in the center of the suite, a small table a few feet away. Several potted plants were assembled all over the room, Maria had taken a liking to them right away.
Maria plopped down on the bed ad lifted her body with her elbows. She motioned for me to join her, yet I shook my head. No.
"Why not, babe?" Maria pouted, biting her lower lip like a child. But to me, it seemed to be a more seductive gesture than a childish one.
I walked towards the door.
"Are you going out?"
I nodded, then turned back to the wooden door.
"Wait!" Maria yelled. Maria got up and ran towards me. "Where are you going?"
I shrugged, it was the truth. I just wanted to get to know Vice City without having to worry about what kind of trouble Maria would get into.
She sighed. "Will you be long?"
I shook my head. No.
She leaned forward and kissed my lips quickly. "Then I'll see you later, baby." She said.
I smiled and turned back towards the door, preparing to explore Vice City for myself.