The Land of Vice
A/n: Blah I don't own it. Now Dowriter 12, are you the only one who's reading my story? On with the show.
The Land of Vice Chapter 9: Running guns
I didn't like bridges they usually freaked me out. I mean you're telling me my life is saved by 20 tons of steel rebarb? Oh wait.scratch that. So anyway Cortez's boat hit the mainland with a stock load of weapons. A few Sub guns, some 9's a few revolvers, and assault rifles, the usual shit. Uzi's and Dynamite, all loaded up into two boxvilles. I didn't appreciate riding with this type of firepower, seeing as how I could go boom quickly. I had no other choice though, Tommy didn't want me riding with our escorts in the stinger up front so I rode with him and Lance in the lead van.
BOOM!
We were halfway across the bridge when an explosion rocked the bridge. The Van behind us fell over on it's side as the rode crumbled away from beneath it. Lance swerved our van to the left, so it blocked the road coming from the west island. We got out to investigate, guards of the Vercetti family pulled themselves from the overturned van as the Lead stinger turned around coming back towards us.
"What the hell happened you dumbass?!?" roared Tommy pulled up a guard by his shirt's lapel. The guard just shrugged his shoulders.
" I dunno Mister Vercetti!" he said dumbfounded. "We checked the bridge for explosives before we went over it!"
Quentin got on his stomach next to the hole and felt under it. A moment later he pulled out a burnt scrap of god knows what.
"C4." He said holding it up to the flourescent lighting of a nearby lamppost. "It was built inside the bridge itself!" Tommy took the scrap from Vance looking at it confused. A second later his eyes went wide as dinner plates.
" Shit." He said dropping the scrap on the sidewalk.
" TAKE COVER!"
As soon as he yelled that a black patriot slammed into the van we were riding in. The vehicle sidewinded itself, flinging weapons everywhere and landed on its side. Tommy pulled me to the side just before it toppled me. It passed the second van and spun around doing an 180. We took cover behind the smashed van. The driver of the Hummer reved it's engine. I drew my guns, Tommy his twin revolver's. The Vercetti guards scrambled about looking for cover.
"Screeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeech!"
The Patriot roared at us plowing it the second van knocking it into the hole, but it didn't fall through all they way. An unfortunate guard got pulled under the truck. Tommy jumped out from behind the van, firing his pistols at the Truck. Gunshots spattered the windshield along with crimson blood as the Hummer flipped over landing a few yards away from me. My Glock flew out of my hand into the ocean, all I had was my Beretta. I looked around confused, trying to see in the clearing dust. And then-
"Thwap!"
A swift pistol whip to the side of my head, the-
" Swooop Pow!"
A swift kick to my groin, courtesy of a Stiletto heel. I looked up doubled over in pain, and I found myself starring down the barrel of a gun.a Kahr 9 to be exact.
" Oh have the mighty have fallen." A female voice spoke from the other end of the handgun. I struggled to lift my gun, but another kick sent it flying across the road.
" Maria.you bitch." I struggled to speak. "You pay for this you slut."
That got me another kick to my boys.
"Shut it Fido." She said cocking her gun. "The white Yakuza own this town now."
She pulled the trigger on her gun. I thought a million things at once, my life flashed before my eyes. It wasn't pleasant mind you, but I knew one thing. Maria's gun would not jam this time.
"BAM!"
I was dead. I had to be dead, the gunfired.but dead people don't think. I opened my eyes and watched as Tommy smacked Maria across her face breaking her jaw. They were struggling to reach my Beretta lying next to the curb. I looked around as they fought, yet I could barely move. Tommy reached for the gun and trained it on Maria, she gripped the barrel refusing to die. I saw her 9mm laying on the sidewalk to my right. Just when I grabbed it I heard a gunshot.
"BLAM!"
I looked over in horror, as gut shot Tommy slumped over holding the barrel to his stomach. Maria's finger was on the trigger.
"YOU BITCH!!!!!!" I screamed as I started firing the small 9mm at Maria. She ran dodging all of my shots but one, which tripped her as she fell into the ocean. Just then my mind started going hazy and everything went black.
END PART ONE
A/n: Blah I don't own it. Now Dowriter 12, are you the only one who's reading my story? On with the show.
The Land of Vice Chapter 9: Running guns
I didn't like bridges they usually freaked me out. I mean you're telling me my life is saved by 20 tons of steel rebarb? Oh wait.scratch that. So anyway Cortez's boat hit the mainland with a stock load of weapons. A few Sub guns, some 9's a few revolvers, and assault rifles, the usual shit. Uzi's and Dynamite, all loaded up into two boxvilles. I didn't appreciate riding with this type of firepower, seeing as how I could go boom quickly. I had no other choice though, Tommy didn't want me riding with our escorts in the stinger up front so I rode with him and Lance in the lead van.
BOOM!
We were halfway across the bridge when an explosion rocked the bridge. The Van behind us fell over on it's side as the rode crumbled away from beneath it. Lance swerved our van to the left, so it blocked the road coming from the west island. We got out to investigate, guards of the Vercetti family pulled themselves from the overturned van as the Lead stinger turned around coming back towards us.
"What the hell happened you dumbass?!?" roared Tommy pulled up a guard by his shirt's lapel. The guard just shrugged his shoulders.
" I dunno Mister Vercetti!" he said dumbfounded. "We checked the bridge for explosives before we went over it!"
Quentin got on his stomach next to the hole and felt under it. A moment later he pulled out a burnt scrap of god knows what.
"C4." He said holding it up to the flourescent lighting of a nearby lamppost. "It was built inside the bridge itself!" Tommy took the scrap from Vance looking at it confused. A second later his eyes went wide as dinner plates.
" Shit." He said dropping the scrap on the sidewalk.
" TAKE COVER!"
As soon as he yelled that a black patriot slammed into the van we were riding in. The vehicle sidewinded itself, flinging weapons everywhere and landed on its side. Tommy pulled me to the side just before it toppled me. It passed the second van and spun around doing an 180. We took cover behind the smashed van. The driver of the Hummer reved it's engine. I drew my guns, Tommy his twin revolver's. The Vercetti guards scrambled about looking for cover.
"Screeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeech!"
The Patriot roared at us plowing it the second van knocking it into the hole, but it didn't fall through all they way. An unfortunate guard got pulled under the truck. Tommy jumped out from behind the van, firing his pistols at the Truck. Gunshots spattered the windshield along with crimson blood as the Hummer flipped over landing a few yards away from me. My Glock flew out of my hand into the ocean, all I had was my Beretta. I looked around confused, trying to see in the clearing dust. And then-
"Thwap!"
A swift pistol whip to the side of my head, the-
" Swooop Pow!"
A swift kick to my groin, courtesy of a Stiletto heel. I looked up doubled over in pain, and I found myself starring down the barrel of a gun.a Kahr 9 to be exact.
" Oh have the mighty have fallen." A female voice spoke from the other end of the handgun. I struggled to lift my gun, but another kick sent it flying across the road.
" Maria.you bitch." I struggled to speak. "You pay for this you slut."
That got me another kick to my boys.
"Shut it Fido." She said cocking her gun. "The white Yakuza own this town now."
She pulled the trigger on her gun. I thought a million things at once, my life flashed before my eyes. It wasn't pleasant mind you, but I knew one thing. Maria's gun would not jam this time.
"BAM!"
I was dead. I had to be dead, the gunfired.but dead people don't think. I opened my eyes and watched as Tommy smacked Maria across her face breaking her jaw. They were struggling to reach my Beretta lying next to the curb. I looked around as they fought, yet I could barely move. Tommy reached for the gun and trained it on Maria, she gripped the barrel refusing to die. I saw her 9mm laying on the sidewalk to my right. Just when I grabbed it I heard a gunshot.
"BLAM!"
I looked over in horror, as gut shot Tommy slumped over holding the barrel to his stomach. Maria's finger was on the trigger.
"YOU BITCH!!!!!!" I screamed as I started firing the small 9mm at Maria. She ran dodging all of my shots but one, which tripped her as she fell into the ocean. Just then my mind started going hazy and everything went black.
END PART ONE