Chapter Thirteen

It was raining in Vice City. The rain beat down hard against the taxicab. Thunder rumbled in the sky, lighting the dark city. Barely any cars were on the street, and there were barely any pedestrians either. Only cops and taxis were on the street.

They got out at the apartment. No lights were on in the building, or in any other building. What had happened to destroy the city?

Chateau went ahead, walking into the lobby. Both the doorman and the receptionist were dead, their blood splattered all over the wall. She hit the elevator button, but it seemed to be broken.

"This is weird." Mav mumbled. He followed Chateau up the stairs.

The apartment door was broken. They took out their guns and walked inside. Dead bodies lay across the apartment floor. Chateau ran over to one that was still breathing.

"Michael." She placed her hand on his wound in his stomach.

"Chateau. It is good to see you again." He coughed up some blood.

"What happened here?"

"The disc, you looked for earlier. They have gotten it, and have taken over the city. Vercetti was taken as a prisoner, and your father is dead."

Mav walked up to them. "Where are the guys?"

He shifted his gaze to him. "They have escaped, to the lighthouse." He coughed more.

"Where is Vercetti?"

"He is at.Prawn Island." he no longer breathed.

"Damnit!" She stood up. "We better get out of here."

Mav ran out of the apartment. They ran down the stairs, hoping any Cartel weren't following.

"I thought Justin destroyed the disc." Chateau said as she ran by Mav.

"I saw him destroy it."

They appeared at the lighthouse. Chateau stood by the door, keeping an eye out while Mav banged on the door.

"Come on guys! It's me, Maverick!"

The door slowly opened, and Maverick found himself looking down the barrel of a sawed off shotgun. Joey peered through. "Get in here, quickly."

The door was shut and locked behind them. "Where's Justin?" Joey asked, sitting at the foot of the stairs.

"He's still in Liberty City. He's being protected. What's going on here?"

"We have been captured, and have escaped. Too many times."

"Where's Anthony?" Chateau asked.

"He's upstairs."

She ran up the stairs. "Anthony! I'm going to kill you once I find you!" She stepped onto the top of the lighthouse. "Anthony!"

He looked at her. "What is it?"

"You didn't give Justin the right disc, did you?"

He gulped. "No."

"You handed it over to the Cartel. Why?"

"I don't know. I didn't want Justin to destroy it. I gave him a blank disc."

"Anthony, why?"

He moved closer to her. "I don't know."

"You wanted it for yourself."

"Yes, I did." He pushed her up against the wall. Her Colt fell out of her hand before she could react.

"Get off of me."

He breathed on her neck. "Ever since we were little, I have loved you from the start."

"Anthony, get off of me."

He ignored her. "When you left, I grew angry. And Justin, how could he? My best friend, going out with the girl I love. I had secretly joined the Cartel to get revenge. I have given them information about the Vercetti gang, and what the guys were up to."

Chateau kneed him in the gut. He stumbled back. She grabbed her gun, pulling back the hammer. "I swear to god, Anthony. I will kill you."

"It makes no difference anyway. You will soon join me. The gang is coming."

She shot at him. Several bullets hit his chest. He slumped against the wall, sliding down. His blood stained the wall.

"Goodbye, little Anthony."