The Land of Vice
A/n: well this chapter maybe the last. I don't really know considering I'm on a writer's block.
The Land of Vice Chapter 13: Payback
Well since Tommy was shot everyone in the unit hoped for his recovery.
Well we got screwed over by that. It seems Tommy went into coma after the surgery, now he's lying in a hospital bed in his private hospital. Lance had taken temporary control over the Vercetti crime ring. I had no care really, 8 ball disappeared from the Hospital and Phil was probably dead by now. I had nothing in Liberty, no empire to build up. And the Vercetti Empire was in chaos. I had only one thing on my mind right now.
Revenge.
It all made sense now. I wanted to exact my revenge on Maria, she shot my uncle my only flesh and blood left alive, And put him in coma. She destroyed my chance of becoming a Made man. So I was gonna get one over on her.
I knew the Vercetti weapons lockup was at the bottom of the spiral staircase. I could get some wares out of there but one problem. A bullet/fireproof armored safe door stood in my way, so I'd have to crack. I've never really cracked safes before, I've watched people in bank heists but usually then I'm a stickman. I knew I had to press my ear against the door and turn the dial, listening to clicks. Which was what I exactly did.
Click, click and click
I got the combo right after 3 tries. I pulled the large handle down and walked into the well-lit gun lock-up. I was surprised, there were more guns here than there were at Phil's place. On both sides of the room were racks holding Rifles and shotguns, stacked on top of each other in twos. Above the racks were various handguns and Uzi's on hooks, Magnums, 9's .45's they were all their. At the back of the room was a work- table for maintenance, cleaning and modifying. Above it hung a glass case sporting a few choice weapons; Rpg's and below it were boxes of ammunition. I was like a kid in a candy store, and I got to work. I looked to the gun rack on my right and chose a chrome plated Remington 870 pump action shot gun. I also hose a sawn off Double barreled Remington. On the gun rack to my left, which held the rifles I chose my old buddy Ak-47, but then opted for a Scarface style M16 with an M203 Grenade launcher. I chose a couple of Colt .45's, S&W 9mm's like Lance's and a black steel Magnum revolver like the one in payback. I broke into the case and pulled an M72A1 portable rocket launcher from the case and slung it over my shoulder. I pulled out a box which contained bullet proof vest. I chose a nice one which featured pockets.
Loaded down with weapons I walked out of the Vercetti estate. I needed a vehicle, seeing as the car hanger next to the estate was locked by a keypad, I had to steal one. I forgot the feel of ganking a car. Prawn island had a good selection. Cross the street from the manner, on the corner of Prawn's main street and back street, there was a house. In the drive of the house was a nice black cheetah. I pulled out my switch blade and snapped it open. Luckily the door was unlocked. I slid into the leather interior and reached under behind the steering column, I gave it a yank and a bundle of wires fell out. I cut a few and connected the green wire to the yellow wire.
Success came when the car started with a nostalgic vroom! I placed my bag of weapons on the passenger seat and put the car into 1st gear. Slowly inching out the short drive, I pulled out onto the bride over to Vice point. The street's were crowded, so weaved in and out of passing jalopies, revenge fueling me. finally making my way over a bride, a sign hanging above it read;
PRAWN ISLAND, VICE CITY
I sped past under the sign and parked in front of the estates, on the middle outside part of the walls surrounding them. I took a deep breath and got out of the stolen vehicle, picking my weapons up off the passenger side seat. I walked up the curved hill, unslinging my M72 and loading a rocket into it. I popped it open and shouldered it, taking inconsiderate aim.
KASHOOOOOOOOM!
The rocket flew out of the barrel with lightening speed and smashed into the side of the main house. The porch's roof gave way and cave in from the explosion. On cue a dozen yardies and haitians ran out, automatics drawn and screaming. I dropped the launcher and hefted my assault rifle and started pumping rounds at them. Bullets sprayed out of the gun and hit them all in the guts, legs, and arms killing them. a Shark Burrito gang van drove up. I aimed the thumbcutter on the M16 and pulled the trigger, a grenade propelled itself from the launcher and hit the truck, it burst into the flames. I fired a few more shots at the van and it blew up, the explosion propelling it 2 feet in the air.
From the second story balcony of the first house came half a dozen Yardies and sharks, Uzi's aimed at my head. I jumped out of the way of flying bullets and hid behind the fountain showcased in the middle of the circle. Stone rained down and 9mm slugs plowed their way through statue on the fountain. I reloaded my assault rifle's magazine, then pulled the grenade launcher tube forward, ejecting the spent shell and popped in a new one pulling the tube back. As soon as the guys on balcony stopped firing, I spun out from behind the statue and fired the Grenade at them. The 40mm explosive slug hit the wall behind them, shrapnel propelled from the blast sent the shooters flying over the balcony wall. They all landed on the pavement with a sickening thud.
I reloaded the launcher again and stepped out from behind the statue. Keeping my rifle's stock tucked under my arm, I walked past the dead White Yakuza. I walked up to the main mansion's front door and pushed on it, which fell over. I walked inside taking a gander. The place was even in worst shambles then outside. Holes punched in the stucco walls, tables over turned, lamps busted, tables lay broken, and a large portatrait at the top of the stairs was ripped in two. Two yardies toting Mossberg shotguns ran out of a room on the right side of the room. Without raising the rifle, I fired form the hip cutting them down. Crumpled and fell where they stood.
And then she walked down the steps, dressed in full military garb, a black Flak vest strapped across her chest, her hair tied back in a pony tail. She cradled a Mp5K in her arms, with a Desert Eagle strapped to her hip. She stopped on the first landing and cocked her head at me oddly.
" Strange." Maria Leone' said. " We were just about to charge the Vercetti Estate. She continued her way down the steps and stood right in front of me. she raised her Submachine gun.
And she dropped it, the weapon clattered to the fllor. She put her hands behind her head and said; " You win Fido."
I smirked and raised my assault rifle but then
Click
The sound of a gun's Safety clicking off, and a cold gun barrel pressed against my right temple.
" Drop it." Said the hit man I had taken hostage a bit ago. He still looked like a mess, his foot wrapped in blood soaked bandages and his face mashed up real good. I sighed and threw my rifle across the room, then I dropped my bag on the floor. " Well." Maria said unholstering her magnum. " Seems the tables have turned." She put the gun to my forehead. " Wait" I said. " Before you kill me Maria, I want your hit man here to tell me how he escaped from Ruebens.
I heard a gun de-cock, and the Hitman walked around to face me with a Colt Officer's model in hand. " Really simple, you friend Lance left my guns on the box next to me, same with my switch blade. I cut through the ropes and shot Paul in the head when he wasn't looking." He finished, but as soon as he did I heard a whir of helicopter blades on the roof.
" Wyant, our ride is here." Piped up Maria. " Let's get this over with and leave."
Wyant, the Hitman nodded and pulled the trigger.
BAM!
I flinched as Wyant's gun flew from his hand and landed on the floor, skidding to a stop on the opposite wall. I looked over to my right seeing Lance Vance holding a smoking 9mm, he was dressed in S.W.A.T garb I was in shock as a platoon of Mario's appeared at the front door, MP5's and Shotguns aimed at Maria and her hired help's head.
" IT'S THE FUZZ! RUN!" she screamed. I saw her throw something in the air. She grabbed Wyant by the arm, the thing she threw landed on the floor with a thud. It was a puck of sorts, with a pin missing.
Damn
I ducked and covered my head as the flash bang grenade blew and A brilliant flash strobed the main hall of the mansion, throwing Lance and his disguised team against the walls. I looked up to see Wyant being hauled by Maria at the very top of the steps. I picked up my bag, pulling out the shotgun from it and took pursuit. The door at the top of the steps led into a small dimly light hallway, the door itself must have been hidden behind the large portrait behind the top landing of the steps. At the end of the narrow hall was a small lift, which had finished its ascent, seeing as it was just coming down. I slung the bag around my shoulder and ran down the hallway. I clambered on the small elevator and hit the control switch. The lift made it's ascent, glimpses of light flashed from holes cut into the elevator shaft. Then it reached the top.
It was a large helipad, built on top of the mansion. The lift led up into a small concrete housing. I stepped out from the housing and was awestruck by the view. I could see vice city stretch as far as the eye could see. Red lights, built into the concrete on the perimeter of the pad shone brightly enough against the sun washed Landing pad. I heard a whirring noise and looked up. A large Apache' type military helicopter with missles was circling the helipad, the door on the side opened and Maria leaned out sitting on the floor of the 'copter. In her lap she cradled an M60 machine gun.
Damn.
In the middle on the pad stood Wyant, defiantly wielding two MP5K's.
" NO ONE TO WATCH YOU BACK NOW! EH FIDO?" Maria screamed down at me from the helicopter. I lunged behind the housing as The Hitman and my Ex fired down upon me. Bullets smacked into the concrete, the housing would hold much longer, as heavy shells from the Machine gun and 9mm's crumbled the concrete away. I had to wait for it. And then the shooting stopped as Wyant begun to reload. I spun around from behind the housing and saw the Hitman looking up at Maria in the Chopper.
" IT WAS NICE TO HAVE YOU AS HIRED HELP WYANT!" She roared. " BUT I DON"T NEED YOU ANYMORE!"
The Helicopter fired at the base of the helipad, the rockets hit their mark bending the steel rafters supporting the pad. It shuddered but didn't fall.
" HAH!" Wyant shot back defiantly at Maria. But he spoke too soon. Maria fired two more missiles at the base, with a loud snap the support rafters gave and the pad toppled to the left. I flailed my arms around reaching for something but found nothing and fell on my gut, sliding againts the concrete. My hands found the metal railing that ran along the outside of the helipad and grabbed it. I was hanging a good 50 feet off the ground, when a second later the Hitman came tumbling down and grabbed the railing next to me with one hand. His other hand I saw was torn to shit.
He looked at me helplessly, I looked away grimly. Maria fired two more rockets, metal broke and gave way along with concrete and we tumbled into the ocean.
We hit the water with a loud SMACK! The weight of the steel enforced structure dragging us down. I hit the floor of the ocean, and luckily I had held my breath. Wyant was a bit more unfortunate.
His legs were pinned under a large piece of concrete. I swam over to him and checked his pulse, faintly it was beating. I tried lifting the slab off of him but to now avail it did not work. Then I saw a MP5K still slung over his shoulder. I pulled it away from Hitman's limp body and pulled the bolt back. I pulled the trigger and let loose a barrage of bullets into the slab. The gun rattle muted by the water pressure. The concrete loosened up a bit and started to give way. I threw the empty submachine gun away and took a piece of metal railing, smashing it into the weakened piece of concrete. I crumbled away and the slab was easier to lift. I pushed it away and lifted Wyant up. Then made for the surface.
I broke the surface gasping for breath. A police boat drove up to us, and the 3 cops inside it pulled us out of the water. I heard the sounds of helicopter blades whir away. I wasn't going to let Maria get away. I still had my gun bag with me, its water tight and dry as a bone inside. I pulled a Mac 11 out as the cops were trying to resusitate Wyant. I aimed it at them.
" DROP IT!" Screamed a pudgy reaching for his sidearm. I fired it into the air. They stopped reaching for their guns.
" If you try anything, I will smoke you." I said. I then motioned to Wyant. " I drop you off at a Jetty close to the hospital, you take him there and leave me the boat."
The cops back off and allowed me the boat. I dropped them off, at the docks where an ambulance was waiting to take Wyant away. They then got out of the speeder and I took off. I saw Maria's chopper in the sky over head. I needed a plan to get her out of the sky. And then I noticed the twin machine guns on the front of the boat. I fired them at the chopper. The hit the bottom, not making a scratch. The chopper did a 180, still going forward and Maria returned fire to me.
Then I saw it. The leaf links bridge, and Maria's chopper heading straight for it. I sped up, the helicopter sped up. Maria was still firing madly at me not noticing my plan until.
BOOM!
The 'Copter smacked into the side of the, wrapping around it. Metal and glass made breaking and snapping noises until it stopped and hung limply from the bridge. Maria started helplessly at me, tangled in the mess. A power line on the bridge snapped and hit the blades of the chopper. Which exploded in a fireball.
KA-BOOM!
I zoomed out of the other side of the bridge with flames at my heels and looked behind me. The part of the bridge that got hit, crumbled away into the ocean. I spat at the wreckage and whispered " Dumb Bitch". I gunned the boat's engine and roared away.
TO BE CONCLUDED
A/n: well this chapter maybe the last. I don't really know considering I'm on a writer's block.
The Land of Vice Chapter 13: Payback
Well since Tommy was shot everyone in the unit hoped for his recovery.
Well we got screwed over by that. It seems Tommy went into coma after the surgery, now he's lying in a hospital bed in his private hospital. Lance had taken temporary control over the Vercetti crime ring. I had no care really, 8 ball disappeared from the Hospital and Phil was probably dead by now. I had nothing in Liberty, no empire to build up. And the Vercetti Empire was in chaos. I had only one thing on my mind right now.
Revenge.
It all made sense now. I wanted to exact my revenge on Maria, she shot my uncle my only flesh and blood left alive, And put him in coma. She destroyed my chance of becoming a Made man. So I was gonna get one over on her.
I knew the Vercetti weapons lockup was at the bottom of the spiral staircase. I could get some wares out of there but one problem. A bullet/fireproof armored safe door stood in my way, so I'd have to crack. I've never really cracked safes before, I've watched people in bank heists but usually then I'm a stickman. I knew I had to press my ear against the door and turn the dial, listening to clicks. Which was what I exactly did.
Click, click and click
I got the combo right after 3 tries. I pulled the large handle down and walked into the well-lit gun lock-up. I was surprised, there were more guns here than there were at Phil's place. On both sides of the room were racks holding Rifles and shotguns, stacked on top of each other in twos. Above the racks were various handguns and Uzi's on hooks, Magnums, 9's .45's they were all their. At the back of the room was a work- table for maintenance, cleaning and modifying. Above it hung a glass case sporting a few choice weapons; Rpg's and below it were boxes of ammunition. I was like a kid in a candy store, and I got to work. I looked to the gun rack on my right and chose a chrome plated Remington 870 pump action shot gun. I also hose a sawn off Double barreled Remington. On the gun rack to my left, which held the rifles I chose my old buddy Ak-47, but then opted for a Scarface style M16 with an M203 Grenade launcher. I chose a couple of Colt .45's, S&W 9mm's like Lance's and a black steel Magnum revolver like the one in payback. I broke into the case and pulled an M72A1 portable rocket launcher from the case and slung it over my shoulder. I pulled out a box which contained bullet proof vest. I chose a nice one which featured pockets.
Loaded down with weapons I walked out of the Vercetti estate. I needed a vehicle, seeing as the car hanger next to the estate was locked by a keypad, I had to steal one. I forgot the feel of ganking a car. Prawn island had a good selection. Cross the street from the manner, on the corner of Prawn's main street and back street, there was a house. In the drive of the house was a nice black cheetah. I pulled out my switch blade and snapped it open. Luckily the door was unlocked. I slid into the leather interior and reached under behind the steering column, I gave it a yank and a bundle of wires fell out. I cut a few and connected the green wire to the yellow wire.
Success came when the car started with a nostalgic vroom! I placed my bag of weapons on the passenger seat and put the car into 1st gear. Slowly inching out the short drive, I pulled out onto the bride over to Vice point. The street's were crowded, so weaved in and out of passing jalopies, revenge fueling me. finally making my way over a bride, a sign hanging above it read;
PRAWN ISLAND, VICE CITY
I sped past under the sign and parked in front of the estates, on the middle outside part of the walls surrounding them. I took a deep breath and got out of the stolen vehicle, picking my weapons up off the passenger side seat. I walked up the curved hill, unslinging my M72 and loading a rocket into it. I popped it open and shouldered it, taking inconsiderate aim.
KASHOOOOOOOOM!
The rocket flew out of the barrel with lightening speed and smashed into the side of the main house. The porch's roof gave way and cave in from the explosion. On cue a dozen yardies and haitians ran out, automatics drawn and screaming. I dropped the launcher and hefted my assault rifle and started pumping rounds at them. Bullets sprayed out of the gun and hit them all in the guts, legs, and arms killing them. a Shark Burrito gang van drove up. I aimed the thumbcutter on the M16 and pulled the trigger, a grenade propelled itself from the launcher and hit the truck, it burst into the flames. I fired a few more shots at the van and it blew up, the explosion propelling it 2 feet in the air.
From the second story balcony of the first house came half a dozen Yardies and sharks, Uzi's aimed at my head. I jumped out of the way of flying bullets and hid behind the fountain showcased in the middle of the circle. Stone rained down and 9mm slugs plowed their way through statue on the fountain. I reloaded my assault rifle's magazine, then pulled the grenade launcher tube forward, ejecting the spent shell and popped in a new one pulling the tube back. As soon as the guys on balcony stopped firing, I spun out from behind the statue and fired the Grenade at them. The 40mm explosive slug hit the wall behind them, shrapnel propelled from the blast sent the shooters flying over the balcony wall. They all landed on the pavement with a sickening thud.
I reloaded the launcher again and stepped out from behind the statue. Keeping my rifle's stock tucked under my arm, I walked past the dead White Yakuza. I walked up to the main mansion's front door and pushed on it, which fell over. I walked inside taking a gander. The place was even in worst shambles then outside. Holes punched in the stucco walls, tables over turned, lamps busted, tables lay broken, and a large portatrait at the top of the stairs was ripped in two. Two yardies toting Mossberg shotguns ran out of a room on the right side of the room. Without raising the rifle, I fired form the hip cutting them down. Crumpled and fell where they stood.
And then she walked down the steps, dressed in full military garb, a black Flak vest strapped across her chest, her hair tied back in a pony tail. She cradled a Mp5K in her arms, with a Desert Eagle strapped to her hip. She stopped on the first landing and cocked her head at me oddly.
" Strange." Maria Leone' said. " We were just about to charge the Vercetti Estate. She continued her way down the steps and stood right in front of me. she raised her Submachine gun.
And she dropped it, the weapon clattered to the fllor. She put her hands behind her head and said; " You win Fido."
I smirked and raised my assault rifle but then
Click
The sound of a gun's Safety clicking off, and a cold gun barrel pressed against my right temple.
" Drop it." Said the hit man I had taken hostage a bit ago. He still looked like a mess, his foot wrapped in blood soaked bandages and his face mashed up real good. I sighed and threw my rifle across the room, then I dropped my bag on the floor. " Well." Maria said unholstering her magnum. " Seems the tables have turned." She put the gun to my forehead. " Wait" I said. " Before you kill me Maria, I want your hit man here to tell me how he escaped from Ruebens.
I heard a gun de-cock, and the Hitman walked around to face me with a Colt Officer's model in hand. " Really simple, you friend Lance left my guns on the box next to me, same with my switch blade. I cut through the ropes and shot Paul in the head when he wasn't looking." He finished, but as soon as he did I heard a whir of helicopter blades on the roof.
" Wyant, our ride is here." Piped up Maria. " Let's get this over with and leave."
Wyant, the Hitman nodded and pulled the trigger.
BAM!
I flinched as Wyant's gun flew from his hand and landed on the floor, skidding to a stop on the opposite wall. I looked over to my right seeing Lance Vance holding a smoking 9mm, he was dressed in S.W.A.T garb I was in shock as a platoon of Mario's appeared at the front door, MP5's and Shotguns aimed at Maria and her hired help's head.
" IT'S THE FUZZ! RUN!" she screamed. I saw her throw something in the air. She grabbed Wyant by the arm, the thing she threw landed on the floor with a thud. It was a puck of sorts, with a pin missing.
Damn
I ducked and covered my head as the flash bang grenade blew and A brilliant flash strobed the main hall of the mansion, throwing Lance and his disguised team against the walls. I looked up to see Wyant being hauled by Maria at the very top of the steps. I picked up my bag, pulling out the shotgun from it and took pursuit. The door at the top of the steps led into a small dimly light hallway, the door itself must have been hidden behind the large portrait behind the top landing of the steps. At the end of the narrow hall was a small lift, which had finished its ascent, seeing as it was just coming down. I slung the bag around my shoulder and ran down the hallway. I clambered on the small elevator and hit the control switch. The lift made it's ascent, glimpses of light flashed from holes cut into the elevator shaft. Then it reached the top.
It was a large helipad, built on top of the mansion. The lift led up into a small concrete housing. I stepped out from the housing and was awestruck by the view. I could see vice city stretch as far as the eye could see. Red lights, built into the concrete on the perimeter of the pad shone brightly enough against the sun washed Landing pad. I heard a whirring noise and looked up. A large Apache' type military helicopter with missles was circling the helipad, the door on the side opened and Maria leaned out sitting on the floor of the 'copter. In her lap she cradled an M60 machine gun.
Damn.
In the middle on the pad stood Wyant, defiantly wielding two MP5K's.
" NO ONE TO WATCH YOU BACK NOW! EH FIDO?" Maria screamed down at me from the helicopter. I lunged behind the housing as The Hitman and my Ex fired down upon me. Bullets smacked into the concrete, the housing would hold much longer, as heavy shells from the Machine gun and 9mm's crumbled the concrete away. I had to wait for it. And then the shooting stopped as Wyant begun to reload. I spun around from behind the housing and saw the Hitman looking up at Maria in the Chopper.
" IT WAS NICE TO HAVE YOU AS HIRED HELP WYANT!" She roared. " BUT I DON"T NEED YOU ANYMORE!"
The Helicopter fired at the base of the helipad, the rockets hit their mark bending the steel rafters supporting the pad. It shuddered but didn't fall.
" HAH!" Wyant shot back defiantly at Maria. But he spoke too soon. Maria fired two more missiles at the base, with a loud snap the support rafters gave and the pad toppled to the left. I flailed my arms around reaching for something but found nothing and fell on my gut, sliding againts the concrete. My hands found the metal railing that ran along the outside of the helipad and grabbed it. I was hanging a good 50 feet off the ground, when a second later the Hitman came tumbling down and grabbed the railing next to me with one hand. His other hand I saw was torn to shit.
He looked at me helplessly, I looked away grimly. Maria fired two more rockets, metal broke and gave way along with concrete and we tumbled into the ocean.
We hit the water with a loud SMACK! The weight of the steel enforced structure dragging us down. I hit the floor of the ocean, and luckily I had held my breath. Wyant was a bit more unfortunate.
His legs were pinned under a large piece of concrete. I swam over to him and checked his pulse, faintly it was beating. I tried lifting the slab off of him but to now avail it did not work. Then I saw a MP5K still slung over his shoulder. I pulled it away from Hitman's limp body and pulled the bolt back. I pulled the trigger and let loose a barrage of bullets into the slab. The gun rattle muted by the water pressure. The concrete loosened up a bit and started to give way. I threw the empty submachine gun away and took a piece of metal railing, smashing it into the weakened piece of concrete. I crumbled away and the slab was easier to lift. I pushed it away and lifted Wyant up. Then made for the surface.
I broke the surface gasping for breath. A police boat drove up to us, and the 3 cops inside it pulled us out of the water. I heard the sounds of helicopter blades whir away. I wasn't going to let Maria get away. I still had my gun bag with me, its water tight and dry as a bone inside. I pulled a Mac 11 out as the cops were trying to resusitate Wyant. I aimed it at them.
" DROP IT!" Screamed a pudgy reaching for his sidearm. I fired it into the air. They stopped reaching for their guns.
" If you try anything, I will smoke you." I said. I then motioned to Wyant. " I drop you off at a Jetty close to the hospital, you take him there and leave me the boat."
The cops back off and allowed me the boat. I dropped them off, at the docks where an ambulance was waiting to take Wyant away. They then got out of the speeder and I took off. I saw Maria's chopper in the sky over head. I needed a plan to get her out of the sky. And then I noticed the twin machine guns on the front of the boat. I fired them at the chopper. The hit the bottom, not making a scratch. The chopper did a 180, still going forward and Maria returned fire to me.
Then I saw it. The leaf links bridge, and Maria's chopper heading straight for it. I sped up, the helicopter sped up. Maria was still firing madly at me not noticing my plan until.
BOOM!
The 'Copter smacked into the side of the, wrapping around it. Metal and glass made breaking and snapping noises until it stopped and hung limply from the bridge. Maria started helplessly at me, tangled in the mess. A power line on the bridge snapped and hit the blades of the chopper. Which exploded in a fireball.
KA-BOOM!
I zoomed out of the other side of the bridge with flames at my heels and looked behind me. The part of the bridge that got hit, crumbled away into the ocean. I spat at the wreckage and whispered " Dumb Bitch". I gunned the boat's engine and roared away.
TO BE CONCLUDED