Vice City
15 Million Under
INTRODUCTION The Vercetti family was a powerful and rich family of crime who set their turfs in central Brooklyn during the 1980's. Tommy Vercetti was a nobody, his mother left him, and his father was assassinated by a powerful man who owned many of the businesses down in Miami. After Tommy's father was shot, his brother took over the Vercetti family, he got all of his possessions including his son, Tommy. This mans name was Sonny Vercetti. The past generation, the Vercetti family was known for their illegal distribution of cocaine throughout New York City, but immediately after Sonny became boss, he started spreading his family's product through out many eastern cities like Philadelphia, Charlotte, and Atlanta. Once Tommy became a young man, Sonny allowed him to do errands for the family. One day in New York, while Tommy was sitting inside of his uncles mansion snowed in, he received a phone call requesting drugs down in Miami. Tommy gave the message to Sonny, and Sonny immediately gave the job to Tommy. Tommy was overwhelmed with honor, he immediately packed his things, got the job from his uncle and left. Tommy had a simple job to do, he would meet up with an old family friend at the airport, he would take him to the docks, and Tommy would just have to make sure a very pricey drug deal goes down cleanly. Now despite Tommy's soft name, he was a pretty tough man in his 30's. He rolled around with local gangs like the Triads and the Yakuza for a few years, and eventually started his own drug market. He took murder requests from people, and if the price was right, Tommy was off to kill.
CHAPTER 1: The Deal
Tommy landed early in the morning before the deal was supposed to go down, he stepped off of the airplane and took a look around for the "family friend" who was supposed to find Tommy. "Where the hell is this guy?" Tommy asked himself. He sat down in front of the terminal and waited, after about 15 minutes of waiting, a clumsy curly haired man with thick glasses ran by screaming out "Mr. Thomas Vercetti! Sorry I am late! How the hell are ya?" to another young man in his 20's. Tommy ran up and pushed the man aside, "Sorry about him, too much SPANK". "I'm sorry Thomas, Sonny sent me here to pick you up from the airport. My name is Ken Rosenberg by the way, I was a good friend and lawyer of your father" said the strange man. Tommy grabs Rosenberg by the shirt and puts him against the wall, "Aren't you the guy who made the mistake in my fathers account and made him owe money to that powerful drug lord down here?!". "Good gracious, NO! I was his lawyer, but I didn't even know that he was involved with Diaz until after he died" replied Rosenberg. Tommy let Rosenberg down, they walked over to his '87 Admiral, which was fairly classy at the time, and rode over to the docks to get ready for the drug deal. Rosenberg picked up two other men that Sonny requested to make sure the deal went exactly how it was planned. Tommy and Rosenberg didn't talk too much for the rest of the ride, whenever Rosenberg asked Tommy a question, Tommy would just turn up the radio. After a good 15- minute drive, they pulled into the boatyard, everyone got out of the car and waited for the customers to arrive. After a few minutes everyone focused their attention on a black helicopter approaching the docks, Tommy grabbed the briefcase his uncle gave him and it had a note attached, it read "Tommy, please do not make any mistakes with this, because this is 15 million. Not counterfeit either, ALL REAL. Talk to you again in a few months – Sonny". Two Hispanic looking men came out of the helicopter, and one of them had a Cuban cigar in his mouth. "You got the cash?" asked the strange Hispanic man. "Yeah, and the pure Colombian Coke?" replied Tommy. The Hispanic man nodded his head, then they both dropped the suitcases at a distance and started to walk to pick up the other. Rosenberg saw a man in a black suit with a gun running out of the factory next to where Tommy was, "WATCH OUT, IT'S A SETUP!" screamed Rosenberg. Tommy ditched the money and ran back into Rosenberg's car, which was just about to leave without Tommy. The car was shot a few times as they were leaving, Tommy and Rosenberg left the other two men to die there.
"What the hell was that?" asked Tommy. "Obviously it was a planned out scam" replied Rosenberg. Tommy got a scar from diving into the car, Rosenberg drove him over to a friend of his who owned a boat with some surgeons on it. He didn't want to be taken to a hospital because they might find some background on him, and arrest him. They arrived on the other side of town and Rosenberg walked onto the large docked cruise ship with Tommy. "This guy is great, you will probably like him. Rich and powerful Cuban drug lord, who has worked with your dad in the past" Rosenberg explained to Tommy. Tommy approached a large Cuban man, who welcomed Tommy really nicely. "Greetings Mr. Vercetti, my name is Cortez, but many people refer to me as Colonel. Ah Mierda! That's a terrible cut you got there, here let me take you to Julio, our surgeon" said the colonel. Tommy got 6 stitches in his arm, afterwards Tommy and the Colonel just talked for a little while on the ship, while Rosenberg was busy trying to hit jackpot on the slot machines down in the lower deck of the ship. "You know Tommy, you remind me of your father. The story about the 15 mil is horrible, here...take $300 from me, its the least I can do" the colonel told Tommy. "Well its getting rather late, I'll let you go now, by the way, if you are ever interested in any work, stop by my ship. It was nice meeting you, my friend" the colonel told Tommy and right after he gave him a firm handshake. Tommy went downstairs and got Rosenberg, he lost almost 2 grand in the time down there, which showed Tommy a lot about how well he could manage his money. Rosenberg drove by his office to show Tommy where he stayed just in case he needed him, and then he took Tommy over to the Ocean Beach Hotel. "If you need me, call me at this number. Sorry about today" said Rosenberg, he gave Tommy a small slip of paper then darted off to his office. Tommy finally got a key to his room, and immediately picked up a picture of the hotel in a heavy metal frame, and threw it against the wall in a fit of anger.
A LITTLE NOTE----- I found out about this site from a friend, and this is my first fan fic I have written. I chose Vice City because I just got done playing it, and it's a pretty open ended story. Yes I know this isn't exactly how the story goes, but I am purposely changing it so I can add a lot more to it. Later on I will get into the darker part of the story, but as of now this is all I have, so eventually it will get to the R parts of the story. I will also put some Cameos from other games like GTA3, Hitman, Max Payne, and etc. Please review me and tell me how I'm doing so far. Hope you like it.
-Lazer
15 Million Under
INTRODUCTION The Vercetti family was a powerful and rich family of crime who set their turfs in central Brooklyn during the 1980's. Tommy Vercetti was a nobody, his mother left him, and his father was assassinated by a powerful man who owned many of the businesses down in Miami. After Tommy's father was shot, his brother took over the Vercetti family, he got all of his possessions including his son, Tommy. This mans name was Sonny Vercetti. The past generation, the Vercetti family was known for their illegal distribution of cocaine throughout New York City, but immediately after Sonny became boss, he started spreading his family's product through out many eastern cities like Philadelphia, Charlotte, and Atlanta. Once Tommy became a young man, Sonny allowed him to do errands for the family. One day in New York, while Tommy was sitting inside of his uncles mansion snowed in, he received a phone call requesting drugs down in Miami. Tommy gave the message to Sonny, and Sonny immediately gave the job to Tommy. Tommy was overwhelmed with honor, he immediately packed his things, got the job from his uncle and left. Tommy had a simple job to do, he would meet up with an old family friend at the airport, he would take him to the docks, and Tommy would just have to make sure a very pricey drug deal goes down cleanly. Now despite Tommy's soft name, he was a pretty tough man in his 30's. He rolled around with local gangs like the Triads and the Yakuza for a few years, and eventually started his own drug market. He took murder requests from people, and if the price was right, Tommy was off to kill.
CHAPTER 1: The Deal
Tommy landed early in the morning before the deal was supposed to go down, he stepped off of the airplane and took a look around for the "family friend" who was supposed to find Tommy. "Where the hell is this guy?" Tommy asked himself. He sat down in front of the terminal and waited, after about 15 minutes of waiting, a clumsy curly haired man with thick glasses ran by screaming out "Mr. Thomas Vercetti! Sorry I am late! How the hell are ya?" to another young man in his 20's. Tommy ran up and pushed the man aside, "Sorry about him, too much SPANK". "I'm sorry Thomas, Sonny sent me here to pick you up from the airport. My name is Ken Rosenberg by the way, I was a good friend and lawyer of your father" said the strange man. Tommy grabs Rosenberg by the shirt and puts him against the wall, "Aren't you the guy who made the mistake in my fathers account and made him owe money to that powerful drug lord down here?!". "Good gracious, NO! I was his lawyer, but I didn't even know that he was involved with Diaz until after he died" replied Rosenberg. Tommy let Rosenberg down, they walked over to his '87 Admiral, which was fairly classy at the time, and rode over to the docks to get ready for the drug deal. Rosenberg picked up two other men that Sonny requested to make sure the deal went exactly how it was planned. Tommy and Rosenberg didn't talk too much for the rest of the ride, whenever Rosenberg asked Tommy a question, Tommy would just turn up the radio. After a good 15- minute drive, they pulled into the boatyard, everyone got out of the car and waited for the customers to arrive. After a few minutes everyone focused their attention on a black helicopter approaching the docks, Tommy grabbed the briefcase his uncle gave him and it had a note attached, it read "Tommy, please do not make any mistakes with this, because this is 15 million. Not counterfeit either, ALL REAL. Talk to you again in a few months – Sonny". Two Hispanic looking men came out of the helicopter, and one of them had a Cuban cigar in his mouth. "You got the cash?" asked the strange Hispanic man. "Yeah, and the pure Colombian Coke?" replied Tommy. The Hispanic man nodded his head, then they both dropped the suitcases at a distance and started to walk to pick up the other. Rosenberg saw a man in a black suit with a gun running out of the factory next to where Tommy was, "WATCH OUT, IT'S A SETUP!" screamed Rosenberg. Tommy ditched the money and ran back into Rosenberg's car, which was just about to leave without Tommy. The car was shot a few times as they were leaving, Tommy and Rosenberg left the other two men to die there.
"What the hell was that?" asked Tommy. "Obviously it was a planned out scam" replied Rosenberg. Tommy got a scar from diving into the car, Rosenberg drove him over to a friend of his who owned a boat with some surgeons on it. He didn't want to be taken to a hospital because they might find some background on him, and arrest him. They arrived on the other side of town and Rosenberg walked onto the large docked cruise ship with Tommy. "This guy is great, you will probably like him. Rich and powerful Cuban drug lord, who has worked with your dad in the past" Rosenberg explained to Tommy. Tommy approached a large Cuban man, who welcomed Tommy really nicely. "Greetings Mr. Vercetti, my name is Cortez, but many people refer to me as Colonel. Ah Mierda! That's a terrible cut you got there, here let me take you to Julio, our surgeon" said the colonel. Tommy got 6 stitches in his arm, afterwards Tommy and the Colonel just talked for a little while on the ship, while Rosenberg was busy trying to hit jackpot on the slot machines down in the lower deck of the ship. "You know Tommy, you remind me of your father. The story about the 15 mil is horrible, here...take $300 from me, its the least I can do" the colonel told Tommy. "Well its getting rather late, I'll let you go now, by the way, if you are ever interested in any work, stop by my ship. It was nice meeting you, my friend" the colonel told Tommy and right after he gave him a firm handshake. Tommy went downstairs and got Rosenberg, he lost almost 2 grand in the time down there, which showed Tommy a lot about how well he could manage his money. Rosenberg drove by his office to show Tommy where he stayed just in case he needed him, and then he took Tommy over to the Ocean Beach Hotel. "If you need me, call me at this number. Sorry about today" said Rosenberg, he gave Tommy a small slip of paper then darted off to his office. Tommy finally got a key to his room, and immediately picked up a picture of the hotel in a heavy metal frame, and threw it against the wall in a fit of anger.
A LITTLE NOTE----- I found out about this site from a friend, and this is my first fan fic I have written. I chose Vice City because I just got done playing it, and it's a pretty open ended story. Yes I know this isn't exactly how the story goes, but I am purposely changing it so I can add a lot more to it. Later on I will get into the darker part of the story, but as of now this is all I have, so eventually it will get to the R parts of the story. I will also put some Cameos from other games like GTA3, Hitman, Max Payne, and etc. Please review me and tell me how I'm doing so far. Hope you like it.
-Lazer
