Disclaimer: I do not own Grand Theft Auto or related characters. I do own the Royal Pains and it's members.

Author's note: I might not be right, but I'll be placing GTA 3 and Salvatore's death one year after San Andreas in this story.

While Los Santos was being fought for, another city, Las Venturas, was being attacked. The Triads had the most to worry about. The Strip was a stalemate. The Royale Casino had fallen under new management after it's owner was killed in a car 'accident' . The Triads were constantly being annoyed with fake chips, counterfeit money, and sabotage from someone.

Then one day, black cars with red lines on them pulled up to the doors of the Four Dragons casino. They blocked the path immediately. Men clad in red and black came in with AK-47's and other guns. The security force was dead in minutes. Several Triads from around the city came in and tried to stop them. They took out several of them, but were beaten in a huge show of force. Men from the vault came back with bags full of money. They rushed out to the cars and put them in the trunks. One of the more distinct men took his AK-47 and aimed it at a wall. He opened fire on a small tapestry in the lobby for some reason.

"That'll show them." he said.

Woozie had been across town and was rushed by his personal aides. (I don't know their names. Tell me if you can!) They took him inside the building.

"Strange. Doesn't sound like the gun fight you were talking about. Is this some kind of joke?" Woozie said.

"No boss." the male aid said. "All our boys here are dead. Wait, something's written in the tapestry."

"What does it say?" Woozie asked.

"It says ' I hope you enjoyed being robbed by the Royal Pains.'" the aide said.

"Who the hell are the Royal Pains!" Woozie asked, not liking getting robbed when last year, he robbed a casino with Carl.

"The gang that robbed us." the aide said.

"Two things." Woozie said. "Find out where we can blow the bastards to hell from. Second, find out if we have any money left!"

"Yes, boss." the aide said. He and the female aide took Woozie to the vault. "There's about a quarter of what we had left. That is a lot of money lost, but we can still maintain the casino with it."

"Excellent, is there enough to kill the bastards with?" Woozie asked.

"Probably." the aide said. "Perhaps we should give CJ a call."

"Yes, Carl will be an asset in our fight with the, what's their name again, uh, Royal Pains!" Woozie said.