"Greg, I'm Dylan's brother."
"Ah yes, Dylan I reme-- Cat, come on."
His girlfriend had completely saddled him, and began vigorously kissing his face. When he finally pulled her off from him, his face was soaked with saliva.
"Yeah, I remember Dylan. He was a good guy."
Greg smiled, and found himself more comforted in being with Cameron. The leader sat back in his seat, made sure his hair didn't get ruined, and stretched his back out. To Greg, Cameron seemed to be pushing thirty almost, and in just the few short moments he'd been with him, he was the most of a father he'd ever had.
"Hey, Catalina, get over here."
The Colombian woman smiled, and straddled Cameron once again and began kissing him as before.
Up ahead, Starfish Island loomed closer.
Vercetti and his fellow minions sat in the back garden of his estate, discussing business.
"So you're here to discuss business, is that right?" Vercetti said.
"Yeah, Salvatore Leone is prepared to merge your family, if you will, for the better profit." Kevin replied.
"We're almost a country apart, Sal and I, it's a bit of stretch, don't you think?" Vercetti sipped on a lime green beverage.
"Leone believes if you would join, you would be a definitive force in your area, and possibly the country."
"Ha, I'm sure Sal told scripted all of this, is that right?"
"He only wants the best for both of us."
"Well, we rake in about seven million a month, so that equals abo--" Vercetti's voice trailed off.
He pushed Kevin aside, and withdrew two Colt Pythons and held them in both hands. In the distance on the water, he saw the four boats quickly approaching.
"Those Sharks are attacking again!!" He shouted.
Before Kevin could realize what was happening, shots began ringing out.
Cameron stood up on the boat, held his M-16 high, pushed Catalina to the side, and began firing.
"Let's do this!!" He shouted sadistically.
Up ahead, the men on the boats firing back and forth with Vercetti's soldiers, and an intense battle ensued. Greg looked to his side and saw the Tec-9. He fearfully held it in his grasp, and began firing small potshots while hiding behind Cameron.
He blasted about, until to his surpise, he hit someone. It was a one-in-a-million shot, but he managed to shoot a man on the mansion's roof in the abdomen, and he plummeted to his death onto the ground below.
"Nice shot, kid." Cameron commented.
Greg wiped a tear from his eyes, and continued firing.
Kevin quickly took out his tried and true Colt .45, and began shooting back at the boats. The four water vehicles passed by the island blasting away, and then turned around to make another pass. Kevin crouched behind a tree, and expertly fired away three shots. One of them hit a man in the neck, and he toppled over backwards.
Greg cowered from the gunfire, and found himself shouting in horror when he saw a man on one of the other boats get hit. A bullet smashed into his neck, and, in seemingly slow motion, he fell backwards. But his foot got caught in the framework on the surface of the boat, so he didn't fall completely into the water. Instead, he fell backwards, and his head went straight into the boat's motor, and a tidal wave of blood and human shrapnel soared into the air. Cameron smiled in fury, and fired away at the men on the island.
Vercetti, sitting behind a concrete post and reloading his Colt Python, caught a glimpse of a familiar man.
"It's Cameron."
The Shark's leader triumphantly soared across the water in the boat and fired with his M-16. Kevin suddenly appeared next to Vercetti, and sat down next to him and reloaded his pistol.
"Who are those guys?" He asked.
"Just some thugs that I caused some trouble with back in the day. They're apparently jealous at how successful I've become."
Vercetti finished with his gun and began firing back at the boats. The water crafts circling the island like sharks, their occupants firing away at Vercetti's men. Tommy suddenly ran out in the open garden, and grabbed a large flower pot. Before the Sharks could realize what he was doing, he threw it into the air, and it smashed directly on the head of a passing boat's pilot. He became dazed, and the boat began spinning out of control. Within a few moments, it crashed into another boat, and the ensuing massive explosion sent huge waves rippling through the air. Vercetti was thrown onto his back from the force, and quickly stood back up to retaliate.
The remaining two boats soared around the island, their flurry of bullets sprayed into everything. Cameron continued dilligantly blasting men to their grisly fates, but no matter what he did couldn't manage to hit Vercetti. Kevin stood on the edge of the island, and began firing at one of the quickly approaching boats.
In a sick dance of death, Kevin stood at the edge of the island, as the boat careened directly towards him. The driver fired away at Kevin with his Ingram Mac 10, and took his attention off of the water. A moment later, the boat smashed into the partly submerged wreckage of the other boats, and it soared into the air and flipped sickeningly. When it finally hit the water, it sat upside down, and it's passengers lie trapped underneath. Kevin aimed his .45. He fired a single shot, and it smashed into the boat's gas tank, sending a magnificent fireball hurtling into the air and sending chunks of burning metal flying like gruesome birds.
Cameron's boat, seeing all the others destroyed, quickly managed to turn around and began speeding away.
Cameron screamed at the top of his lungs in frustration on the boat as they escaped from Vercetti Estate. The sun beat down on the battered and defeated gang members,
He fired his M-16 into the air angrily, and Catalina covered her ears in frustration. As the boat sped off from the island and Vercetti's mansion, Greg found himself occupied with an idea.
"Hey, Cameron." He fearfully said.
"What do you want?"
"I was thinking about that new guy that Vercetti got."
"He's from the Leone family, right?" Greg assumed.
"Yeah, I think."
"The Leones have been mad at Vercetti's success ever since he took out Sonny, right?"
"Yeah, and?"
"Well, he is a representative for one of a pretty big family up there in Liberty."
"Yeah, probably."
"Well I'm just saying, if you ever needed some help or whatnot, if you want to take Vercetti out, maybe he could help. "
"I don't think that guy is here for business." Greg started.
"But if he's here for business with Vercetti, why would he go against him suddenly with us?"
"Hey, he'd never have to know he'd be going help us against V."
"Ah yes, Dylan I reme-- Cat, come on."
His girlfriend had completely saddled him, and began vigorously kissing his face. When he finally pulled her off from him, his face was soaked with saliva.
"Yeah, I remember Dylan. He was a good guy."
Greg smiled, and found himself more comforted in being with Cameron. The leader sat back in his seat, made sure his hair didn't get ruined, and stretched his back out. To Greg, Cameron seemed to be pushing thirty almost, and in just the few short moments he'd been with him, he was the most of a father he'd ever had.
"Hey, Catalina, get over here."
The Colombian woman smiled, and straddled Cameron once again and began kissing him as before.
Up ahead, Starfish Island loomed closer.
Vercetti and his fellow minions sat in the back garden of his estate, discussing business.
"So you're here to discuss business, is that right?" Vercetti said.
"Yeah, Salvatore Leone is prepared to merge your family, if you will, for the better profit." Kevin replied.
"We're almost a country apart, Sal and I, it's a bit of stretch, don't you think?" Vercetti sipped on a lime green beverage.
"Leone believes if you would join, you would be a definitive force in your area, and possibly the country."
"Ha, I'm sure Sal told scripted all of this, is that right?"
"He only wants the best for both of us."
"Well, we rake in about seven million a month, so that equals abo--" Vercetti's voice trailed off.
He pushed Kevin aside, and withdrew two Colt Pythons and held them in both hands. In the distance on the water, he saw the four boats quickly approaching.
"Those Sharks are attacking again!!" He shouted.
Before Kevin could realize what was happening, shots began ringing out.
Cameron stood up on the boat, held his M-16 high, pushed Catalina to the side, and began firing.
"Let's do this!!" He shouted sadistically.
Up ahead, the men on the boats firing back and forth with Vercetti's soldiers, and an intense battle ensued. Greg looked to his side and saw the Tec-9. He fearfully held it in his grasp, and began firing small potshots while hiding behind Cameron.
He blasted about, until to his surpise, he hit someone. It was a one-in-a-million shot, but he managed to shoot a man on the mansion's roof in the abdomen, and he plummeted to his death onto the ground below.
"Nice shot, kid." Cameron commented.
Greg wiped a tear from his eyes, and continued firing.
Kevin quickly took out his tried and true Colt .45, and began shooting back at the boats. The four water vehicles passed by the island blasting away, and then turned around to make another pass. Kevin crouched behind a tree, and expertly fired away three shots. One of them hit a man in the neck, and he toppled over backwards.
Greg cowered from the gunfire, and found himself shouting in horror when he saw a man on one of the other boats get hit. A bullet smashed into his neck, and, in seemingly slow motion, he fell backwards. But his foot got caught in the framework on the surface of the boat, so he didn't fall completely into the water. Instead, he fell backwards, and his head went straight into the boat's motor, and a tidal wave of blood and human shrapnel soared into the air. Cameron smiled in fury, and fired away at the men on the island.
Vercetti, sitting behind a concrete post and reloading his Colt Python, caught a glimpse of a familiar man.
"It's Cameron."
The Shark's leader triumphantly soared across the water in the boat and fired with his M-16. Kevin suddenly appeared next to Vercetti, and sat down next to him and reloaded his pistol.
"Who are those guys?" He asked.
"Just some thugs that I caused some trouble with back in the day. They're apparently jealous at how successful I've become."
Vercetti finished with his gun and began firing back at the boats. The water crafts circling the island like sharks, their occupants firing away at Vercetti's men. Tommy suddenly ran out in the open garden, and grabbed a large flower pot. Before the Sharks could realize what he was doing, he threw it into the air, and it smashed directly on the head of a passing boat's pilot. He became dazed, and the boat began spinning out of control. Within a few moments, it crashed into another boat, and the ensuing massive explosion sent huge waves rippling through the air. Vercetti was thrown onto his back from the force, and quickly stood back up to retaliate.
The remaining two boats soared around the island, their flurry of bullets sprayed into everything. Cameron continued dilligantly blasting men to their grisly fates, but no matter what he did couldn't manage to hit Vercetti. Kevin stood on the edge of the island, and began firing at one of the quickly approaching boats.
In a sick dance of death, Kevin stood at the edge of the island, as the boat careened directly towards him. The driver fired away at Kevin with his Ingram Mac 10, and took his attention off of the water. A moment later, the boat smashed into the partly submerged wreckage of the other boats, and it soared into the air and flipped sickeningly. When it finally hit the water, it sat upside down, and it's passengers lie trapped underneath. Kevin aimed his .45. He fired a single shot, and it smashed into the boat's gas tank, sending a magnificent fireball hurtling into the air and sending chunks of burning metal flying like gruesome birds.
Cameron's boat, seeing all the others destroyed, quickly managed to turn around and began speeding away.
Cameron screamed at the top of his lungs in frustration on the boat as they escaped from Vercetti Estate. The sun beat down on the battered and defeated gang members,
He fired his M-16 into the air angrily, and Catalina covered her ears in frustration. As the boat sped off from the island and Vercetti's mansion, Greg found himself occupied with an idea.
"Hey, Cameron." He fearfully said.
"What do you want?"
"I was thinking about that new guy that Vercetti got."
"He's from the Leone family, right?" Greg assumed.
"Yeah, I think."
"The Leones have been mad at Vercetti's success ever since he took out Sonny, right?"
"Yeah, and?"
"Well, he is a representative for one of a pretty big family up there in Liberty."
"Yeah, probably."
"Well I'm just saying, if you ever needed some help or whatnot, if you want to take Vercetti out, maybe he could help. "
"I don't think that guy is here for business." Greg started.
"But if he's here for business with Vercetti, why would he go against him suddenly with us?"
"Hey, he'd never have to know he'd be going help us against V."