Believe it or not...I still do not own Grand Theft Auto or Rock star games...its probably for the best.
James woke up to the smell of fried eggs and ketchup. He opened his eyes slowly to see two young men looking back at him with giant grins going across their faces.
They stared at each other for a minute and finally James jumped back...bumping up against the back of a couch, causing himself great pain.
"Damn!" James cried out wondering why just hitting something like that caused him so much pain." Who the are you two...and why the hell are you in my house?"
"Wow man...I guess we should have taken you to the hospital last night huh" said the one on the right. They both had shaved heads and brown eyes, some what broad shoulders and medium sized arms.
They didn't look real strong but seemed like they could hold their own in a fight. The only real difference between the two was that the one on the left had a small scar underneath his right eye.
"Why would you take me to the hospital?" James asked getting nerves. He had no idea what had happened and why he would need a hospital. Another guy approached him from behind.
"Don't you remember man?!" said the newer one. He looked like the other two except he had an afro and his shoulders were bigger.
He also looked allot stronger then the other two.
"Yeah man, you don't remember those cops from last night?" said the one with the scar.
"Just go look at yourself in the mirror man, your eyes seem to be more open now." said the one with the afro.
James walked into the bathroom and looked into the mirror once again. The swelling in his eye had went down a great amount sense last night and he could clearly see himself now.
He had bruises all over his body still, the bruises now turning a strange yellow color instead of purple.
Images began to flash in his mind of the night before, the van, the cop with the gun to his head, the bullets flying into the cops and their bodies falling to the ground,
and the three brothers that had helped him out, the three that was in the van...Zach, Lance, and Johnny.
"You remember now?" the one with the scar said, Zach."Yeah I remember now, your Zach, afro over there is Johnny and him there is Lance" James said.
"Glad ya remember our names now" laughed Lance as he jumped over the couch and started watching TV. Sensing everything was alright now, everybody went back to doing there own thing. Johnny went back to eating his eggs for the minute, Zach sat down and watched TV with Lance. James walked back into the bathroom and looked at himself again.
Blood was stained all down his cloths and over his arms. He quickly washed it off of his arms and wished he had another set of cloths. Then he remembered that all of his cloths he had was in the trunk of his car witch was still sitting on the side of the road...he hoped.
"Hey, you guys think we can go and get my car here in a minute?" James yelled out of the bathroom hoping they would say yes...he really needed to change his cloths.
"Yeah brother no problem" said Johnny still in the kitchen, "We need to stop by Carls house too so whoever wants to go, go get in the van."
Soon everyone was back inside the van and they made their way back up to where James had gotten pulled over. Everything looked like how it was...except the car was missing its tires and was set up on cinderblocks.
They all got out of the car and began to look around on the inside. James immediately noticed that all the change had been token out of it and plus the hundred dollars he had stored up underneath the seat was gone too. He just figured that one of the cops took it and hit the button to open up the trunk.
All of the cloths were there, even the more expensive ones. Each one took a handful of cloths and put them in the back of the van. As they neared the bottom James spotted something black underneath his white muscle shirt.
He quickly moved the remaining of his cloths up further into the trunk and just stared, eyes wide open and mouth dropped."Hey brother what you look-"James cut John short and pointed down in the trunk. Soon Lance and Zach were both over there too, admiring what was in there.
"Damn man where did you get all of this stuff!" Zach yelled loudly. Lance gave Zach a quick elbow to his stomach, shutting him up.
"Not so loud man" Lance said quickly, "James...when did this get here?"
"I don't know man, it wasn't here last night or else the cops would have token me in instead of beating the hell out of me" James said somewhat smiling.
"It must have been one of those illegal gun traders" John said quickly.
"Who cares where its from but its ours now" Zach said laughing quietly.
They wrapped it all up in the reaming of the cloths and quickly took it and put it in the corner of the van. People were staring at them as they crossed back and forth to the van but the people stopped staring after the four of them flashed each one of them a dirty look.
In all they had found five shotguns one AK-47 and 3 Uzi's, with plenty of ammo for each one of them. They all smiled at each other as they carried the last few sets of ammo into the van. They all climbed in and took off.
"Damn man wait till Carl see's what we have found" Zach said gleefully. They were driving by an airport and were starting up a life bridge.
"Hey man where does Carl live at anyway?" James asked, seeing they was going to another giant section of the city. James could see bigger buildings up ahead as they crossed over. It looked like this was the main business sector.
They went down the bridge, made a left, and stopped at a red light. Ahead of them was another large bridge." Right over there man, in the Hepburn Heights district." Zach said pointing North West of there current location.
"Yeah, and he is from Los Santos too maybe you two will know each other" Johnny said as they drove up over the bridge and back down.
"But, we must be really careful there, that is Diablo gang territory" Lance said. "We are on good terms with them now but try not to disrespect them ok?"
"Yeah alright" James agreed. He was hoping that he knew this guy. He did remember a kid named Carl as they were all growing up.
They made a left after the bridge and went straight for a while, cut across an ally, and made a quick left, the a right, then another short left, then another right. They traveled down that road until they came across a park looking area.
To the left was another large set of appartments.They pulled into the apartments parking lot and got out of the van. Zach pointed to a man wearing blue and a red bandana.
"Those are the Diablo gang members" he whispered quickly.
"They don't look so tough...all I see them with is ball bats"
"Yeah but still, try not to get in a fight with them alright" Lance said quickly and commanding. James nodded his head in agreement.
They went inside and went up to the 7th floor of the apartment and knocked on the door...