A/N: The London bombings. Dear oh dear. Well, here's the next chapter, and although I'm not that sort of person, if you get offended by what happens in the earlier part of this chapter, please tell me…file lawsuits….whatever.
Jason sped the BF-400 as quickly as he could towards the airport. He didn't have much time, and he still had to be careful: the BF-400 didn't have very good speed, nor did it have any decent handling. But Jason controlled the bike well enough to get to the airport.
Taking his equipment with him, he made his way to the hangar where the Shamal was ready to fly off, and had just started making its first round. He took a deep breath, and he accelerated the BF-400 towards the plane, which hadn't lifted up its access ramp yet. The Feds, surprised at the speeding bike, nevertheless fired at Jason as the BF-400 made its way towards the Shamal.
Just before the Shamal lifted off, Jason managed to get the front wheel on the ramp, and he dived forwards, crawling onto the plane and letting the BF-400 slowly roll off the ramp down onto the ground.
"Shit." Jason muttered.
He was all alone now, but for now, he had to sneak on the flight, and wait till it was circling Liberty City. For now, he could take a small nap.
Luckily for him, he woke up just in time to see the plane slowly descending, and he could spot Liberty City in the distance. He slowly made his way past the passenger cabin, where all the Feds there were asleep. Jason was surprised: one of them, he though, would be guarding the package. He pulled out his blade, and he moved to where he suspected the package was. There was a guard there, but Jason sneaked up to him, and shot him in the back of the head with his silenced pistol. He searched around the place for the package, and he eventually found a briefcase with the label: "TOP-SECRET-DO NOT TOUCH, OR YOU WILL BE VIOLATING WITH FBI LAWS".
Reckoning this was the package, he thought that this would be a goodtime to blow up this plane. He searched around for some sort of explosive and eventually found satchels that Tommy had hid "in" the parachute, along with a detonator. Good old Tommy, grinned Jason. He tossed a couple of satchels into the engine room, and he readied himself with the parachute for the long skydive down.
Nervously, he pulled open the door, and glanced down below at Liberty City. It was a long way down. But he took a deep breath, and jumped off the plane, making sure that he didn't lose anything. Another rush of adrenaline it him, as it had when he pulled off the grind combo. He managed to pull himself down for a dive, stomach facing the ground. He quickly deployed his parachute, pretty scared that he was going to get splattered if he deployed too late, so he stayed cautious.
As he slowly floated to the ground, he took out the detonator, and he was ready to press it. He felt regret, but he had to do it. He pressed the button, and he immediately regretted it. A huge explosion beset the Shamal and that was followed up by another series of explosions. Slowly, the Shamal began to lose height and topple down.
"Oh crap." Jason muttered again.
The Shamal jet twirled down, and crashed into the Love Media building in Staunton Island, before exploding a few minutes later.
Cursing himself, Jason floated slowly down to Liberty City, eventually dropping down in the Cedar Grove area of Shoreside Vale. It was winter, and Liberty City was snowing. Mansions flashed at him from all sides, but that was to no concern of Jason. He needed to phone Suzie. Withdrawing the notes he had from picking up money off those dead Columbians when retrieving the packages, he found it to be $2000. Definitely enough for a call. But he was starving, so he made his way to the Burger Shot down in Wichita Gardens, and purchased the Full Stack and Lemon Sprunk, before he went over to the phone booth just outside Burger Shot, where after fiddling around, he managed to finally get through to Suzie's mobile.
"Hello, Jason, is that you?" came Suzie's voice.
"Yeah. What's going on? I've got the package, but I blew up a Fed plane that crashed into the Love Media building to get it." Jason replied.
"We're planning a heist on the Mafia-run Casino in Las Venturas. Carl's got in deep in the Leone Mafia, who's taken over the Caligula's ever since CJ executed the Sindaccos in a meat factory." Suzie reported.
"So what am I going to do?" asked Jason.
"CJ told us that he's flying over to Liberty City right now to do a hit for the Leone Family on the Forelli's at Saint Marks Bistro. You should go there and wait for him. I'll try to call him as well."
"Okay, Suzie, I'll catch you as soon as I get back to San Andreas." Jason replied, before he hung up.
He hailed a taxi, getting the driver to take him over to Saint Marks Bistro. About half an hour later, the taxi pulled up in snow-covered Portland. There was no sound of carnage yet, so he either had missed him, or CJ hadn't arrived yet. Nevertheless, Jason pulled out his silenced pistol and the SMG he had taken from the guard, and waited.
CJ arrived ten minutes later in a taxi, armed with an M4 and a Combat Shotgun. He and Jason high-fived as he got out of the taxi.
"So you ready for this thing?" CJ asked.
"Yeah. Why are you working for the Family?" Jason asked.
"I'm trying to scope out Caligula's without looking suspicious. Would you see anybody suspicious about a 'loyal hitman to the Don' going into the casino?"
"Okay, I get your point."
They headed upstairs to the Bistro inside, where a Forelli bodyguard was standing.
"Private function, invitation only!" the bodyguard said, pointing two pistols at them.
"Oh yeah? Well Mr. Leone says otherwise!" Carl hissed.
Jason quickly shot the bodyguard in the face with his silenced pistol, and the Forelli went down.
"Let's go." CJ said.
They charged down the stairs, and started opening fire. The Forelli's had the far end were quickly cut down, and bullet holes were dotted all around the walls. Jason and Carl moved on, slowly moving their way through wave after wave of Forelli bodyguards.
"Where do you reckon the Don is?" Jason asked.
"I don't have any idea. Best to move on." CJ said.
Their talk stopped as two Forelli men appeared, both with shotguns. CJ and Jason took cover under the tables, and blasted them. They moved into the kitchens where food was made, where Forelli's more elite bodyguards were, holding dual Micro-SMGs. But despite their skill, Jason and CJ continued dropping Mafioso after Mafioso, eventually reaching the outside.
"Shit! There's Forelli! I bet he's the prick with the armour on." CJ said, spotting a mass of Forelli men in the courtyard.
Jason and CJ took cover behind the walls, and they began shooting at the bodyguards first, picking them off one by one. Jason used his silenced pistol to get easy one-hit kill headshots, and Carl blasted away with his M4. Eventually, the Don was the only Forelli left, and CJ and Jason both emptied SMG rounds into him until he collapsed on the ground, in a pool of blood.
"Okay, we're done. How we get back to Las Venturas?" Jason asked CJ as they made their way out of the bistro.
"We gonna fly back in the Shamal." CJ replied.
They hailed another taxi to drive them back to Francis International, and they were settling back for the flight to Las Venturas, sitting in the cockpit.
"Shit, you have a pilot's license?" Jason asked after CJ had told him about nearly blowing up his Rustler in his first attempt at flying a plane.
"Yeah. An eccentric government agent made me learn how to fly. Somehow might come in handy." CJ replied.
They could see the Las Venturas Airport a few hours later, and Carl radioed the air control.
"This is flight 101, CJ, request landing at Las Venturas Airport." CJ calmly radioed.
"Okay, you are cleared to land on strip 69 at Las Venturas International Airport," a man's voice calmly replied.
"Shit! You got a proper flight?" Jason asked.
"Well, you see, Salvatore Leone wanted it to look legitimate, so he booked me in for a flight…" CJ replied sheepishly.
He pulled the Shamal into a careful position, extended the landing gear, and safely landed.
"Let's get the cash." CJ grinned.
They drove over to Caligula's, and Carl received a case of $20000.
"So you up for the heist?" CJ asked.
"Yeah, for sure, man." Jason replied.
"Let's go." CJ said, and they drove over to the newly-opened Triad casino, The Four Dragons Casino.
End note Another chapter gone, and might be the last one for a while, as might be getting a new Internet connection, which may take a while. Just wait and see, I guess.