Part 1: Liberty's Darkness
Chapter 5 (Finale): Liberty's Darkness
Intro: Earl is dead, while Trisha, John, and Larry are escaping Liberty City on a boat and heading for Los Santos (hence the end of Liberty's Darkness), while Tommy and Scott head for his mansion in Shoreside Vale, with a beast after them. Little do they know what is out in Liberty's Ocean, along with the rest of Liberty's Darkness.
Tommy and Scott, June 17, 5:30 p.m.
They turned to see it. Out of the darkness came a large monster, filling up the entire tunnel. It was so large it has to use two giant claws to grab on the tunnels sides to pull it in, and it is fast too.
Tommy's eyes widened in fear, the beast had 3 heads, screaming, with tentacles coming out of its mouths. The back side of him wasn't visible through the tunnel, only the front.
"Look at the size of that one!" Scott yelled, trying to be funny in this scenario.
"RUN!" Tommy screamed, the two turned and ran for the front of the tunnel. The noise was overwhelmingly loud, the beast's arms digging into the tunnels sides, shaking the world around Tommy and Scott. They dodged the debris, large and small, falling from the tunnels roof, in the shaking of it.
The screaming seemed to become louder, as they could see daylight. Sprinting down the tunnel, they reached the end. They were welcomed by zombies, above them. A stick fell in front of them. Tommy paused for a moment. It was dynamite!
A large explosion knocked the two off of their feet, the large beast still right behind them. They scrambled to get back up, another stick was thrown down.
"Run Scott go!" Tommy signaled for him to run, picking up the dynamite, its fuse still up, he tossed it towards the large beast, 5 meters away, turned, and ran. As he sprinted downhill, there was an explosion; he turned to see what had happened, the beasts three heads were gone, tentacle pieces hanging out, and blood pouring out of it, it flowed down the hill.
Tommy looked up, there were two zombies flailing around sticks of dynamite, until one waited to long to throw it and blew them up. Tommy looked to the hill to the right, only to see Scott looking down at him. They continued on to the mansion. One thing bothered Tommy. Where were the military? Liberty was supposed to be quarantined!
Trisha, Larry, and John, June 17, 5:49 p.m.
The boat went up and down, as it crushed through the waves in Liberty's water, behind them the dark city as the sun went down, no lights were on. Smokes from various fires throughout the city were in the air, meaning there must be some survivors, signaling for help.
"What was that?" John asked, as if on cue, after a loud thump.
Larry walked over to the edge, and glanced over. Nothing. "Just your imagination!" he responded.
The water in their path seemed to rise, as the boat went up with it. Something grabbed the boat, tentacles were on the sides. They were on a large wave, and the water went down, only to reveal tentacles, suspending them in the air, 7 meters above the water level. Liberty was about a mile away, and the sun was setting.
"What's going on?" John screamed, grabbing a knife, slicing off the tentacles. The boat moved, from left to right, the creature was swinging them around; Larry flew off one side of the boat, while Trish and John were hanging on for dear life.
A few minutes passed, the boat dropped out of the tentacles, and was now back in the water. Larry jumped out of the water, 50 feet high, with tentacles around his upper body. It squeezed him, hard. John grabbed a shotgun, and fired at the tentacles, it swung Larry around some, until the tentacles dropped him, due to the shotgun.
Larry screamed as he fell, back in the water, he rushed to the top, scanning the horizon for the boat. He swam to it and got on.
From a sky view, the ocean was dark about… Almost the size of the Liberty City Cocks Stadium in Staunton.
In front of them, the water creature revealed himself to the trio of people. It rose 4 stories above the water level. It seemed to be a giant mutant octopus, with 8 very large tentacles, and hundreds of small, noodle like others.
It had hundreds of eyes. John started the boat up again, and began to circle it, while Trish and Larry shot at it with the shotguns.
"Die you freak, die!" Larry yelled.
"Try aiming for its eyes!" John yelled.
It went back under, and John headed back out to sea. The tentacles grabbed the boat again, and raised it into the air.
"Slice it!" John handed Larry a knife, "Slice that mother fucker!"
Blood filled the boat as tentacle part fell into it, from the knife, chopping them off. They were dropped back into the water. Speeding out to sea (at the reefers top speed), the creature's head arose out of the water. It was swimming.
A giant tentacle came up; hitting the boat sideways, Larry almost fell out again. The octopus screamed, and attacked again. This time, the giant tentacle was wrapping around the boat.
"Shoot it! SHOOT IT! SHOOT IT!" John yelled, real fast. Blood poured out of it, as shotgun bullet holes fill it up. John decided to help to and stabbed it repeatedly with the knife. It unwrapped itself from the boat. John speed off again.
Its head popped up again as it swam. "Hey, Trish grab the pistol, try and hit its eyes!" Larry ordered, he grabbed a pistol too.
It caught up with them, grabbing the boat with its hurt tentacle again. They filled it up once more, with the last of the shotgun shells, and it fell off. The white reefer was now red, with and one inch thick pool of blood in it.
The octopus arose out of the water again, and Trish and Larry shot its eyes with the pistols. It was covered in blood; its large tentacle bleeding hugely, the ocean was red around them. The octopus hit the boat again, with one of its seven remaining big tentacles, something fell from a shelf, high in the reefer, and it was in a big, long case.
"What the hell?" John asked nothing, he picked it up, opened it. His eyes widened. It was an. R.P.G. (kind of cheesy, I know, but these things happen!lol!)
John scrambled to put it together, and loaded it up.
"Shoot its eyes!" Larry yelled at him.
"I know! I know! I know!" He yelled back.
He aimed it, but the octopus went back under water.
"Here, you shoot it; I'll try to get it to rise again.
John got back to the steering of the boat, and speed off into the distance with the boat. The octopuses head arose again. Larry saw this opportunity. He picked it up and aimed it at its many eyes. The rocket lit up, and left a trail of smoke behind it as it speed through the air, and into the octopuses eyes, it exploded in a ball of fire. Blood and eyeballs covered the boat, the octopus went back underwater. It never showed again.
"Look!" John pointed at Liberty City. It was now very little in their view, the sun was just about gone, the sky dark. The headed towards Los Santos.
Two hours later (7:58 p.m.).
"Crap! We have a problem!" John screamed into the air.
"What? What is it?" Trisha asked.
They were in the middle of the ocean, heading towards Los Santos, with nothing but a dark ocean in the horizon.
Okay, I think that was my longest chapter yet. I hope you enjoyed it, way more to come!