Chapter 5: San Andreas Aftershock
1999, Grove Street, Los Santos
Carl Johnson (a.k.a. CJ) reclined in his easy chair in front of the TV. His life was easy now that Grove Street ruled all of Los Santos and it had contacts with those who ruled Las Venturas and San Fiero.
His life was finally the way he had always wanted it, no more constant turf wars. No more drive bys. No more worrying about if the next bullet that came flying at you was the one that would end your career forever. And best of all NO OFFICER TENPENNY.
Eight glorious years without that skinhead bastard always getting in his face and making him do his work. After all it was his fault that Brian had died in the first place.
CJ was watching Brian while Ryder, Smoke, Sweet, Kendl, and his mother were all out of the house. He was much younger then, just out of high school.
CJ had got a call from Tenpenny wanting him to come and do a mission. Because the crooked cop had such a hold of him he had no choice.
Nobody knew exactly what had transpired but some gang had broke into the house, stolen a few valuables, and killed Brian. The same fate probably would have been suffered by CJ but at least he could have died protecting his little brother.
CJ was so unsettled by what had happened when he was gone that he had got on the first flight to Liberty City, as far away from Los Santos, Grove Street, and Officer Tenpenny as he could get.
Of course when he had returned in 1991 for his mother's funeral he hadn't exactly been welcomed with open arms by the family or by anyone in the city for that matter except for Big Smoke.
There were times when CJ missed Smoke and Ryder, then he remembered what kind of backstabbing traitors that they were.
But in place of Ryder and Smoke he had new friends. Woozie, Cesar, and even Kent Paul were good friends and he trusted them much more than he would have his old Grove Street pals.
The phone rang and CJ picked it up. "Sup?" he asked. "Hey baby. You wanna go out tonight?" Denise asked over the phone.
"Sure baby. Where you wanna go?" CJ asked. "It doesn't really matter to me." She replied. "Okay, pick ya up at eight." He said.
Later…
CJ and Denise were at Well Stacked Pizza. "How's your pizza?" he asked. "Good." She replied.
CJ sat back and enjoyed watching Denise eat her pizza. Katie, Helena, Michelle, Barbara, and Millie had all dumped him for one reason or another. But Denise stuck with him, she enjoyed his dangerous lifestyle even if it wasn't dangerous anymore.
CJ became suddenly aware of a shadow cast over him. He looked up to see someone that he hadn't seen in a long time.
B Dup stood by the window, he gazed at CJ through dark eyes. He raised a .45 pistol and fired ten shots into it.
CJ took cover as soon as bullets whizzed through the glass, he had taken Denise with him.
"What's goin on?" Denise asked. "We got trouble." CJ replied as he pulled a pistol out of his pocket.
CJ popped up and fired off a few shots, missing B Dup completely. He suddenly began to notice other people coming up with guns, they were wearing purple.
"How you doin CJ. I'm rollin with the Ballas now." B Dup said. He ran away as the Ballas started to attack.
CJ flipped a table over as he pulled the antenna out on his phone. He began dialing numbers quickly. "Hello this is Sweet Johnson." Came over the phone, "Yeah Sweet I…" "I'm not home right now. Leave a number after the beep."
CJ started dialing another number, "You have reached the home of Cesar Vialpando, I'm not home right now…" "Damn it all to hell!" CJ said.
CJ thought to himself. Woozie wouldn't get there in time. The Truth, Paul, and Maccer would be useless, they'd never even used a gun before.
CJ let out a sigh, "I can't believe I'm doing this." He said as he dialed a number. There was a ringing sound and someone picked, "Yo. This O.G. Loc, pure gangsta."
"Loc. This is Carl, I'm ambushed in the Well Stacked by the Ballas. I need your help." CJ said.
"Don't worry CJ. I get all the Grove Street homies to come help you out." Loc said and hung up the phone.
CJ fired two shots, taking out two Ballas. Fortunately Denise had been smart enough to bring a MAC 10 and she was killing Ballas left and right.
Within five minutes reinforcements arrived. There were the sounds of automatic and regular fire.
"We gonna be okay." CJ said as he heard the shots get closer. His hopes were however dashed as three men jumped inside the restaurant with them.
The first person was Loc, CJ knew he was coming so he wasn't disappointed. The second was Big Bear, he had regained his size but he was a little rusty when it came to combat and his mind was a little messed up from the drugs, the third was Emmet the Grove Street gun supplier.
"Where everybody else?" CJ asked. "There ain't nobody else. Can you believe that the homies on Grove Street won't listen to me?" Loc asked. "I'm shocked." CJ replied.
"So what we gonna do?" CJ asked. "We gonna take these muthas out or we gonna die tryin." Loc replied.
Emmet stood up with his old AK-47 and let loose a hail of bullets taking out several Ballas. Denise and Loc fired with their Uzis at the approaching Ballas. Big Bear with his Shotgun and CJ with his 9MM took shots whenever they could.
They made it out of the pizza place and took the fight into the street. They fired at the oncoming waves of Ballas and managed to take out a few but the number seemed to be never ending.
A bullet whizzed through the air and nailed Big Bear between the eyes, he fell to the ground dead. "Big Bear!" Loc said. "Don't worry about him, we gotta keep fightin!" CJ yelled. He picked up the shotgun and began using it.
The Ballas began to close in on the four Grove Street Gangstas. An old beat up blue car pulled through the crowd of Ballas and did a cop slide up next to CJ and the crew.
It was Sweet in the driver's seat. "Get in the damn car fool!" he yelled. Everybody piled in as Sweet hit the gas and sped away from the scene of the gunfight.
"What was that all about?" Sweet asked. "B Dup done teamed up with the Ballas. He's huntin us down so he can kill all of us for what we did to him eight years ago." CJ replied.
CJ heard crying in the back seat he thought it might be Denise but when he turned around it was Loc. Denise was trying to comfort him.
"Man. Bear was my homey. He was my dawg!" Loc cried. "It's gonna be okay." Denise said. "No it's not! Bear is dead! We all gonna die!" Loc screamed, Denise snapped him across the face.
"Fool shut up! I thought that you was supposed to be gangsta!" she said. "I am gangsta." Loc said. "Say it again." Denise said. "I am gangsta." Loc repeated. "Again! Louder!" Denise said. "I'M GANGSTA!" Loc yelled.
The car backfired and Loc let out a girlish scream and hit the floor of the car. Denise rolled her eyes and turned away from him.
"Boys. I ain't had fun like that in several years. We outta do this again some time." Emmet said. "We will Emmet don't worry. Something says we'll be doing it a lot." CJ replied.
A Few Moments Earlier, Inglewood , Los Santos
Cesar was asleep on the couch with his girl Kendl who was CJ's sister. He enjoyed the peace and quiet. Finally not being caught in a crossfire with the Vagos.
There was a knock on the door and Cesar got up to answer the door. He was careful in the way that he moved so as not to wake Kendl.
Cesar left the chain on the door and opened it slightly. "Who is it man?" He asked, rubbing his eyes.
He recognized B Dup instantly and jumped away from the door as a hail of bullets rocked through it.
B Dup shot the chain on the door and walked in. "Hey Cesar how you doin?" he asked. Cesar crawled across the floor up against the couch. Kendl was sitting up now, she was a little shaken but unhurt.
"What do want man?" Cesar asked as he felt under the couch. His hand grabbed hold of a Tec 9 sitting under the couch.
"You helped him ruin my business Cesar. Now it's time to go." B Dup said holding up his 9MM pistol.
Cesar pulled out the Tec 9 quickly and showered the room with bullets. B Dup managed to dodge them and he ran for the door.
Cesar watched him get in a car and escape. He turned back into the house, "You alright baby?" he asked.
"I'm fine. Just a little scared." Kendl replied. At that moment a bullet whizzed by Cesar's face and hit the wall. He looked out to see an army of Vagos coming towards his house.
Cesar slammed the door and grabbed Kendl's hand. "C'mon we gotta go!" he said as he drug her out to the garage.
He jumped in his lowrider and took off down the road not even bothering to open the garage door.
Three cars full of Vagos followed Cesar's lowrider as it sped towards Ganton. Bullets bounced of the sides of his car.
Cesar knew that his car was bulletproof but the tires were not. He handed Kendl the Tec 9. "Kendl babe. I need you to try and take out those cars for me. Be careful." He said.
Kendl nodded, she rolled down her window and popped out with the Uzi in her hands firing rounds at the approaching Vagos.
She sprayed the middle cars windshield with 9MM rounds, the driver was taken out and the car swerved; unfortunately the other cars dodged the speeding car as it drove off and hit a tree.
Kendl fired another round in the second car's engine. It caught fire, several Vagos bailed out which failed because they were going over one hundred miles per hour.
The car exploded in a ball of flame and the other car managed to dodge it too. It drove faster, a Vagos in the passenger seat came out with a rocket launcher.
"They got a rocket launcher!" Kendl yelled. The Vagos fired the massive weapon and a rocket flew towards the speeding lowrider.
Cesar swerved, the rocket hit the ground and chunks of pavement flew through the air as it exploded.
Kendl kept firing continuously, she could not get a good shot like with the other two because of Cesar's continuous swerving.
She finally managed to nail a tire as the Vagos with the rocket launcher was just about to fire. As the car jerked left so did the Vagos, he accidentally pointed the launcher straight at the car.
The car exploded in a ball of fire and swerved off the bridge as the lowrider entered Ganton.
Cesar took the shortcut through the back alleys and came out on Grove Street, he pulled into the garage at CJ's house and got out.
"Oh Jesus that was close." Cesar said. "No shit. I thought we was dead for sure." Kendl said. "Good shooting baby." He said as he kissed her.
One Hour Later, Grove Street, Los Santos
CJ, Sweet, Denise, Cesar, Kendl, OG Loc, and Emmet sat around the kitchen table in Sweet's house.
"So what's the plan?" Cesar asked. "We gonna go over there and cap all them Balla motha fuckas! That's what we gonna do! We gots ta avenge Big Bear!" He yelled.
"Calm the fuck down Loc. We gotta plan this out or we all gonna get killed." CJ said. "So what's the plan then?" Cesar repeated.
"Okay, this how I see it." Sweet said. "B Dup is rollin with the Ballas and the Vagos now. So the way I sees it is we get B Dup and our gang troubles go away."
"Yeah, but we don't even know where he is." Denise said. "I got an idea for that." Sweet said.
Later…
CJ, Sweet, Cesar, Kendl, Denise and Emmet sat in a stolen van and watched as OG Loc stood out by the corner.
A group of Ballas walked up to him and began to question him. They could not hear what was being said but they could see them gesturing violently.
Finally the Ballas took Loc around to a purple Sabre and they all got in. It took off down the road.
CJ put the van into gear and followed the car, still being sure to keep his distance from the Sabre but close enough to follow it.
Moments Earlier…
Loc stood there on the curb waiting. He was going over the plan in his head. Convince the Ballas that you want to switch sides. Go with them to B Dup's hideout. CJ and everyone else will follow behind to help you.
Loc could feel his knees shaking. Ever since he had lost his career as a rapper he just wanted to be a part of the Grove Street gang.
He wanted to be like the big four (CJ, Sweet, Big Smoke, and Ryder) even if Smoke and Ryder were double-crossing bastards.
He knew he would never be as good as them but he thought that if he was as gangsta as possible he could be half of what they had been.
Loc looked to his left as a group of Ballas walked up. He felt his hand tighten around the Mac 10 in his pocket. He calmed himself and released the gun and pulled his hand out.
"What up nigga?" one of the Ballas asked. "I wanna see B Dup." Loc replied. "What fo?" another Balla asked.
"I wanna switch sides. I can tell B Dup where all the Johnson's are. Just take me to him." Loc said. "Hey. Ain't you that punk ass rapper O.G. Loc?" one of the Ballas asked.
"I'm OG Loc." Loc replied. "Man you sucked ass!" the Balla replied and began laughing. "C'mon dumbass." Another Balla said and grabbed Loc.
A Few Minutes Later…
The purple Sabre pulled into an alleyway and came to a stop. The doors flew open and Loc was thrown out. The three Ballas stepped out and picked him up and took him inside.
Inside…
Loc was dropped on the floor right in front of B Dup. He got to his feet and looked at him.
"What the fuck do you want?" B Dup asked. Loc looked into his eyes, they looked cold and unfeeling while still high from the last batch of drugs he'd taken.
"I wanna switch sides." Loc said. B Dup looked out the window for a moment and saw a van parked across the street several people were walking out.
Loc felt his hand on the grip of his MAC 10 once again. Sweat dripped from his brow, there were only three Ballas that he knew of in here, but there could be more.
"Bull shit." B Dup said and pushed a 9MM to Loc's chest. He felt a hot searing pain go through his chest and his vision became more and more blurred.
His knees buckled beneath him and he slumped to the floor. He lay there in a pool of his own blood as his world went dark.
His life felt so incomplete. He realized now that he never should have become a gangsta. He should have been Jeffrey Cross the doctor or the lawyer, not OG Loc the rapper/gangsta.
Outside…
CJ kicked down the door and shot a Balla in the face as he ran down the hall. Sweet turned a corner and took out two more with his AK-47.
Cesar and Kendl turned to the right and managed to take out four more Ballas. Denise and Emmet nailed two more in the front.
They made their way up the stairs killing more Ballas. And all of the sudden it was silent.
No more Ballas were coming up the stairs. No more gunshots going off. CJ pushed the door open at the top of the stairs.
The door opened slowly with a loud creak to a small office area with a bookshelf and a leather couch. The most noticeable feature was Loc laying dead on the floor.
"Holy shit! They killed Loc!" CJ said. Everyone rushed in and examined Loc's dead body. A look of desperation was frozen on his face.
There was another creaking noise and the sound of a shotgun blast was heard. Everyone turned to see B Dup with a shotgun in his hand. Emmet was doubled over in pain.
"Drop them guns." B Dup said as he pulled a 9MM and shot Emmet in the head. Everyone dropped their weapons.
"I gotta admit CJ. You're pretty fuckin hard to kill. The spic is too. Way harder than big bad rapper Madd Dogg was." He said.
"You killed Madd Dogg?" CJ asked. "Damn straight. Anyone who helped you out deserves to die. Now his albums are gonna sell better than ever." B Dup replied.
"I killed your rapper pall Madd Dogg, your little twerp of a friend here OG Loc, your gun supplier Emmet, my old bitch of a pal Big Bear, your girlfriend Denise…" He said and fired another shot, hitting Denise between the eyes. She fell dead to the ground.
"…And now I'm gonna kill you and that damn spic. You shoulda killed me when you had the chance CJ. I'm one dangerous mothafucka." He said as he smiled evilly.
B Dup raised the shotgun and pointed it at Sweet, CJ, Kendl, and Cesar. "Now the Grove's gonna be all mine." He said.
There was a muffled sound and B Dup dropped to the floor. As he fell over a bullet hole could be seen in the back of his head.
A man in a black business suit with slicked back brown hair walked out of the shadows holding a pistol with a silencer. "Toreno?" CJ asked.
Toreno looked at CJ, "I couldn't let you die at this point in the game. You're one of my most valuable contacts." He said.
"Why couldn't you have stepped out before Denise and Emmet got killed, or even Loc?" CJ asked.
"Oh Carl. You should have learned by now that I only intervene when I have to. That crazy old bastard, the wannabe rapper, and your lady friend there meant nothing to me." Toreno said stoically.
"I will call on you again. When I do I expect you to answer." Toreno said. "Why should I. What have you done for me?" he asked.
"Well let's see. Other than killing you drugged up buddy here and getting you brother out of prison? Let's see, do you think that it was just an accident that the steering went out on Tenpenny's fire truck, or that there just happened to be a dune buggy sitting by that cemetery whenever Pulaski took off? CJ I've been helping you from the beginning." Toreno replied.
He walked back down the stairs, not a footstep could be heard. "Who the fuck was that?" Sweet asked. "Let's get out of here before the cops get here, I'll tell you in the car." CJ replied and they went down the stairs.
One Month Later, Grove Street, Los Santos
CJ was once again resting in his mother's home on Grove Street. He was napping, now that all the gang problems in Los Santos were handled with B Dup dead and all of the Grove Street territory retaken from the Ballas and Vagos he could now rest.
The phone rang and he startled awake, he answered the phone and a dweeby voice came on the line. "Carl! Berkeley has finally drawn the line in the sand, I need your help!" Zero's voice came over the other end.
"Zero? Can't you do this yourself?" CJ asked sleepily. "Carl! This is an emergency, we're talking all out war here! I'll explain it to you when you get here." He replied and hung up.
CJ sighed and got out of his chair, he grabbed his Colt Python off of the coffee table and got his MAC 10 out of the closet just in case.
He made his way out to the garage and got in his green Sabre. He opened the garage door and backed out into the street. He shifted the car into gear and began the long drive for San Fiero.
Zero's RC Shop, San Fierro
Upon arriving at Zero's shop the first thing that he noticed was that it wasn't there. In place of Zero's RC shop was a giant pile of burning rubble.
Zero came up to the car as CJ stepped out. "You see? I'm ruined and it was all Berkeley's doing." He replied.
"So we ain't gonna have to use any of them damn RC planes or cars or shit like that? Cause I swear if I gotta fly that little fuckin plane again…" CJ began.
"No! No this time it's war." Zero replied, "We take him on mano a mano" He pulled out a magnum revolver.
"Alright. Get in, where this Berkeley fool live?" CJ asked. "Well I don't know. That's why I have this tracker to follow signals put out by RC vehicles." Zero replied as he got in the sabre.
Zero and CJ drove around for several hours as they drove through the area where Woozie's apartment was he noticed that there were a lot of suspicious people around. He decided to ignore this and drove on.
After about an hour of driving around San Fiero aimlessly and scaring the living shit out of three kids flying RC airplanes, Zero finally got a strong signal coming from straight in the middle of the city.
CJ pulled the car into a back alleyway and came to a large area surrounded on all sides by buildings. A voice came over some loudspeakers.
"Hello gentlemen. It is good to see you at last. Now we shall truly see who is the strongest." "This is war Berkeley!" Zero said.
Suddenly several RC Bandits came out of all sides of the alley. CJ pulled out his python and started to blast the little cars. As soon as each one was hit it made a large explosion.
Zero helped wipe out the little cars. After a few moments of shooting they were all gone.
"Congratulations gentlemen, you've passed the first test. Now comes the second." Berkeley said as a group of RC copters came down and began dropping grenades.
CJ hit six or seven of the copters with his python, then it ran out of ammo so he pulled the MAC 10 out of his pocket and started taking out the copters.
Soon all of the copters were smithereens and Berkeley called in a group of RC Barons with machine guns.
CJ jumped behind a van with zero. He looked up at the label on the side, "Toyz in the Hood" was written in big letters.
He grabbed his MAC 10 and opened the door to the van and climbed inside. To his dismay, Berkeley was nowhere to be found but there was an AK-47 laying in the seat with a note that said, "Good luck Carl. – Toreno" on it.
CJ grabbed the gun and stepped out, he began blasting Barons out of the air with the superior firepower.
No sooner had all the planes been blasted out of the sky then a convoy of RC tanks appeared from out of nowhere.
CJ rolled behind another van, this one said, "Top Fun" on the side. He opened the door and again there was no Berkeley to be found, but he did find a flamethrower that had also been left by Toreno.
He grabbed the flamethrower and took out all of the tanks. Zero cheered him on as he did this.
Again Berkeley's voice came over the loudspeaker, "Congratulations. But there is one more ace in the hole that I have left for you."
Suddenly RC Barons, Bandits, tanks, and copters came from everywhere turning the alley into a war zone.
CJ looked around for where Berkeley might be and he discovered a large antenna on top of one of the buildings he noticed a wire branching from the antenna down to a below ground apartment.
He walked across the alley, being sure to dodge the explosions. "Hey what are you doing?" Berkeley's voice came over the speaker.
CJ flung the door open to the apartment and walked in. There was a man in his mid thirties, he was mostly bald with thick black glasses. He was wearing a wife beater with the words "I'm with stupid" on it with an arrow pointing down. He was wearing shorts and socks that didn't match.
"Aw man. You Berkeley? I used to beat up motha fuckas like you when I was ten." CJ said as he raised the AK-47 and shot all of the remotes.
Immediately all of the RC vehicles outside shut down. Zero came in, "Berkeley…" he said with anger in his voice.
CJ handed Zero the AK, "Here. End your troubles." He said. Zero took the large machine gun in his hands and pointed it at Berkeley.
His finger tightened on the trigger and in a spray of gunfire Berkeley was dead. "There. Now you'd best not call me again." CJ said as walked out and go in his car.
"Thanks a ton Carl. You saved me." Zero said as CJ drove off. "There goes a true American hero." He said as he began to walk away, suddenly he tripped over a tank and face first onto the ground.
CJ thought that since he was in San Fiero anyway he might as well check on his garage to make sure that everything was going okay.
CJ's Garage, Doherty, San Fierro
He pulled up to the garage in Doherty and got out of his car. He walked inside to see what was going on.
Jethro, Dwaine, The Truth, Kent Paul, and Maccer were sitting around on folding chairs talking and smoking weed.
CJ fanned the smoke away, "Jesus Christ man. How much you guys smoke?" he asked.
The Truth looked up, "Carl! My brother, I have brought an entire bale of my prime stuff. My farm is going strong again care to sit down and have a toke?"
"Naw man. You know I don't do that shit anyhow." CJ replied. "So Paul. How's Maccer doing with his… problem."
"He's worse than bloody ever. He had to go to the bloody doctor because he had friction burns." Kent replied. "I'm bloody wasted!" Maccer shouted out.
Wanting to quickly change the subject, CJ turned to Dwaine and Jethro. "So how's business?"
Dwaine looked up with blood shot eyes, "Man… W-we've got some serious fucking pr- Cough Cough problems here. The Da Nang… Da Nang… Ha ha ha. That's a funny word… Da Nang." Dwaine said, annunciating the word Da Nang.
"What the Da Nang boys is giving you trouble?" CJ asked. "Yeah Cough Cough they're wanting protection money or they say that they'll shut us down. They run the docks." Jethro, the much less stoned of the two mechanics, said.
"All right. I'll take care of the Da Nang boys for you. You guys just be careful with the bud. Jesus man it's like being in a smokehouse." CJ said as he walked back outside to his car.
The Docks, San Fierro
CJ got to the entrance to the docks and shut the engine off to his car, he set the parking break and got out.
CJ snuck quietly between the storage crates. Around a corner he heard some people talking, he peaked around to see several Da Nang boys standing and talking to Triads.
CJ was shocked to see this since the Triads and Da Nang boys were against each other. He watched as an old bald Chinese man walked up to them, at first glance he thought it was Ran Fa Li, but upon closer inspection he discovered that it was not so.
"Ah, Minister Shang Chu." One of the Da Nang boys said as they bowed. "Enough of the formalities. I was forced to come all the way here from London for this, Ran Fa Li must be destroyed, and with him that blind one as well." Shang Chu said.
"Of course Minister. That is why we have decided to ally with you. For far too long have the Mountain Cloud boys been a thorn in our sides, we look forward to destroying them." The Da Nang boy said.
CJ decided that he had better tell Woozie immediately. He crept slowly back to his car, being sure that he wasn't being watched. He took out his cell phone and started punching in numbers.
"Four Dragons Hotel and Casino." Came on the other end, "This is CJ. I need to speak to Woozie." CJ said.
"One moment." The man on the other end said. There was a moment of silence and then Woozie came in on the other end, "Carl? What do you need?" he asked.
"Woozie we got an emergency here in San Fiero. The Da Nang boys have teamed up with the Triad, some guy named Shang Chu said he came here from London." CJ said.
"Did you say Shang Chu?" Woozie asked. "Yeah." CJ replied. "I'll talk to you when I get there, meet me at your garage in Doherty he'll have my apartment under surveillance." Woozie replied.
CJ's Garage, Doherty, San Fierro
CJ pulled into the garage, he could see Woozie's car parked outside. He walked into the office area to find Woozie and Triads standing there.
"Carl. We're in very very deep shit here. Shang Chu is one of the highest ranking Triads in the world. Several years ago he and Minister Lee had a falling out when he just abandoned Liberty City due to the Mafia." Woozie said.
"When a rival Triad, and a very incompetent one at that, took over Liberty City Shang Chu was enraged. So now the Snake Eyes triad lead by Chunkie Lee Chong has control of Liberty ,he ordered Minister Lee to take the city for him." Woozie continued.
Carl looked at Woozie, his hands were shaking and his usual calm demeanor was gone, replaced by a nervous wreck of a man.
"When Minister Lee declined the order he and Shang Chu became sworn enemies. Shang Chu has been in London for as long as I have known him and he has never come here to deal with us. Apparently something has driven him past the breaking point." Woozie said, he gulped loudly, his hands were shaking erratically.
"What got you so shaken up Woozie?" CJ asked. "Minister Chu is a very powerful man, he has the second largest group of Triads in the world, matched only by the one in China. He was the man who killed my father." Woozie said.
"Don't you worry Woozie. We'll take care of this guy." CJ said. "How. I have four hundred men at my disposal. He's at least a thousand strong not to mention that he has the assistance of the Da Nang boys. How am I supposed to stop him?"
"I got a plan for that. Get a hold of this Shang Chu guy and tell him to meet you tomorrow at noon at the docks." CJ said. "What have you got planned?" Woozie asked. "You'll see. I gotta go get some shit, just tell him and bring your men to the docks tomorrow." CJ said as he got in his car and drove off.
"Come on. We'd better go contact Shang Chu." Woozie said. Woozie grabbed the door handle on his car and stepped inside. He pulled the cell phone out of his pocket and began to dial a number.
"Hello Wu Xi Mu you insolent whelp." Shang Chu said. "How did you know it was me?" Woozie asked. "Who else would be calling me? What is it you wish, do you plan to beg for mercy?" Shang Chu asked.
"No. I do not fear you Shang Chu. Tomorrow at noon we meet at the docks to settle this once and for all." Woozie said, trying to sound fearless. "Your words say that you are unafraid, but your voice quakes like that of a child." Shang Chu said.
"We shall see who is truly a child tomorrow at noon." Woozie said and he hung up the phone. "Do you think we stand a chance against him?" the driver asked. "It is doubtful. But Carl seems confident and he's never failed me before." Woozie replied.
The Docks, San Fierro, 11:00
Woozie was gathered at the docks with his men. CJ pulled up in his car and stepped out, he was holding an M-16, had a belt full of grenades, a backpack, his colt on a holster on his hip, and a bazooka strapped to his back.
"So what's your master plan Carl? How do we plan to take care of all of Shang Chu's men and the Da Nang boys?" Woozie asked. "You let me handle the Da Nang boys, they all gonna get a little surprise. Right now I need you to take thirty of your men and put them in those boats." Carl said gesturing to thirty Reefer's sitting by the docks.
"Now they need to go out a ways and wait for my signal. What you need to do is get about forty of your men on that cargo ship, make sure all of Shang Chu's men get onboard and head for the cargo hold. Then you'll know what to do next." CJ said.
"What about the rest of the men?" Woozie asked. "Leave em here to deal with the Da Nang boys. Have em hide until the Triads can't help em any more." CJ replied. "Very well, we have an hour to prepare. Men get in your positions."
The Docks, San Fierro, 12:00
The clock struck noon and the Triads began driving in. CJ had stacked the containers so that there was only one entrance and it created a bottleneck. The triads that were on shore were under strict orders not to reveal themselves until Shang Chu's men were onboard the ship.
As soon as the last Triad car pulled in CJ dropped a storage crate in front of the entrance, blocking the Da Nang boys from coming in. He left orders with a Triad to pick it up only when all of Shan Chu's men were on the ship.
He jumped off of the crane and pulled the cord on the backpack and a parachute came out. He drifted down onto the ship and cut the parachute loose with his knife.
He pulled the pin off a grenade and tossed it down amongst the group of Shang Chu's men. There was an explosion and Triads went flying. He repeated this until he was out of grenades.
CJ watched as all of Shang Chu's men boarded the cargo ship and went below deck following Woozie's men. He took the bazooka off of his back and shot the ramp. It exploded.
He made his way up to the cabin and got the ship moving. He had already made sure that it was running earlier. The propellers began moving full steam ahead and CJ made his way out to the circle of Reefer's in the middle of the bay.
Below Deck
Woozie and his men ran for their lives through the cargo hold of the ship. They were given specific orders to go down one side and run as fast as they could to the other, not stopping unless they had to.
Woozie and two triads brought up the lead while the other thirty-eight fired behind them taking out what Triads they could. Woozie ran up a set of stairs and he felt the heat of the sun hit his face letting him know that he was back outside.
Gradually he heard all his men come up the stairs and shut the heavy steel door to the cargo hold. He heard it being bolted shut, and that's when he noticed something strange. The sounds of gunfire were distant.
He heard footsteps coming, "I got the entrance sealed up, you guys get the exit?" CJ asked. "Yes we've taken care of it. Why does the fighting sound so far away?" Woozie asked. "Because we're a long way from it. We're out to sea here." CJ replied.
"What was the point in this plan?" Woozie asked. "I'm gonna blow up the ship. I got twelve hundred pounds of explosives on a time fuse and right now we have…" CJ clicked the button on his handheld detonator. "Ten minutes to get off of this ship."
CJ grabbed Woozie around the waist and jumped off of the ship. The rest of Woozie's men followed suit. They all swam to the Reefers and got onboard.
Woozie crawled on the deck of one of the Reefers, he spit out a mouthful of sea water. "Let's get out of here now." He said to the ship's captain. The Reefers took off back toward the mainland.
On Shore
As soon as CJ blew up the ramp to the ship, the Triad in the tower picked up the container blocking the entrance to the battlefield. The Da Nang boys rushed in and the battle began.
Ten cars were pulled up and parked sideways to act as a barrier to shoot from. The Triads were at a severe disadvantage since they had to peak around corners to shoot.
Suddenly out of nowhere a helicopter appeared. It was the sky crane that CJ had stolen to steal the armored truck for the casino heist. Kent Paul was piloting the helicopter. Maccer was operating the minigun from the side door. The Truth was operating the crane.
The Truth grabbed one of the containers and dropped it on a group of Da Nang boys. Maccer fired a round of shells from the minigun taking out five of the cars.
Suddenly from behind the group of Da Nang boys came a car covered in metal plating. Jethro and Dwaine were the culprits of this, they had built this mad max style car in the garage.
It was a perennial covered in sheets of steel, small slits in the plating to see out of, tracks rather than tires, a remote operated minigun on top (which was being operated by Zero of course), and a cow catcher on the front with two foot long spikes protruding from it.
"You know. This is Déjà vu, I did almost the exact same thing about eleven years ago." Paul said as he kept the cover hovering above the cars. "Oh really. Eleven years ago I was having me go with about fifty different sluts." Maccer said.
"You lying sack of shit. You never did that. That was a movie you watched." Paul replied. "How do you know? You weren't there." Maccer said.
Jethro ran over another group of Da Nang boys, Dwaine was smoking weed and laughing. "Who needs protection when you have this bitches!" he yelled.
Suddenly there was a giant explosion, everyone turned their eyes to the water as the cargo ship exploded into a million pieces.
The Reefers docked and Woozie, Carl, and all the men involved with getting rid of Shang Chu's Triads came ashore and began wiping out Da Nang boys.
"Holy shit! They took out the Triads! Let's get the fuck out of here!" one of the Da Nang boys yelled and with that they all ran home with their tails between their legs.
The helicopter landed and the car stopped. Everyone congregated there in the center of the battle zone.
"Hey Maccer man that was some nice shooting." CJ said. "Whatever let's go get pissed." He replied. "By the way nice job with the crane there Truth." Jethro said. "The mind is like a crane. It lifts things up and drops them on unsuspecting Vietnamese gangsters." Truth replied.
"So was Shang Chu on the ship with his men?" Zero asked. "It is doubtful. But maybe he was bloodthirsty enough that he came for me. We can only hope that he was onboard the ship when it exploded." Woozie replied.
"We'd better get the fuck outta here before the cops get here." CJ said. "Yes you're right. Let's meet back at the garage to celebrate a great victory." Woozie replied.
So everyone ran for their cars and took off before the cops arrived to one of the most chaotic scenes that they had seen in years.
CJ's Garage, Doherty, San Fierro
Back at the garage everyone was celebrating the victory that had just occurred. Almost everyone was drinking, except of course for Truth, who was doing exactly what he always did.
"Carl I thank you for everything, but it's getting late and I had better be going." Woozie said. He stood up and began to walk out when his phone rang, he pulled it out of his coat and flipped it open.
"Hello?" Woozie asked. "Yes? Really? Okay, I'll be right there." He flipped the phone shut and placed it back in his coat. A look of anger was on his face, CJ suspected that if he hadn't been wearing his glasses that hatred could be seen in his eyes.
"Carl I would like to ask for your help again if that's not too much trouble." Woozie said. "What's the matter?" CJ asked. "We have a problem in Los Santos, I'll tell you on the way there." Woozie replied.
CJ followed Woozie out to his car, "Here. You drive." Woozie said handing CJ the keys. He got in the passenger seat as CJ went around on the other side and got in. The black Infernus pulled out and headed to Los Santos.
"So what got you all pissed off?" CJ asked. "The mafia. I was hoping that with the Leones and Sindaccos out of Los Santos that our troubles with Caligula's Casino was over. But now the Forelli's have decided that they're not crazy about the 'Four Dragons' being there so they want protection money." Woozie replied.
"So what we gonna do? Another heist?" CJ asked. "No… we're going to waltz into Caligula's, go into the office, and I'm going to shoot Mike Forelli in fat fucking face!" Woozie replied.
"Well I like the ending but the plan's for shit. I got a better idea, how about you get me a silenced pistol, a knife, some brass knuckles, and some night vision goggles and I handle this myself." CJ said.
"I like this plan. Let's swing by the 'Four Dragons' I have all of that there in the little closet where we planned the heist." Woozie said. "Okay then, let's do this thing." CJ replied.
Four Dragons Casino, The Strip, Los Santos
"Okay Carl. One knife, one silenced pistol, one pair of brass knuckles, and one pair of night vision goggles." Woozie said as he tossed all the items in a small bag and handed them to CJ.
"Thanks Woozie. I'll handle this tonight, you got a motorcycle that I can borrow?" CJ asked. "There's one out back." Woozie replied.
CJ took his bag of stuff and went out behind the casino to find a PCJ sitting in waiting for him. He got on the bike and started it, the engine roared to life as he kicked the bike into gear.
"Maybe after this I can get some peace and fucking quiet." CJ said as he sped down the street to Caligula's Casino.
CJ pulled up to Caligula's and parked the bike. He made like he was going to enter the casino and faked left into the bushes.
Once in the bushes, CJ jumped the wall and crept into the back yard area behind the casino. After searching for a few moments he found what he was looking for, an air conditioning vent.
CJ crawled through the deep vents wondering to himself how he always got caught up in shit like this. Crawling through vents to kill a mafia boss, how stupid did that sound?
CJ peeked down into one of the vents. It was the casino floor, not what he was looking for. He crawled a few more feet and peeked again, a bunch of men dressed as Elvis were emptying cashboxes into bags.
CJ shrugged and continued to crawl on through the vents, he would continue to look down, but not once did he ever find Mike Forelli's office.
Finally he reached a vent with a bright light coming through it, he looked down to see a very short fat man with brown hair smoking a cigar.
"So you'd be interested in our industry Mr. uhh… I don't remember you saying you name?" Mike asked. "Jericho. Just call me Jericho." The man said, CJ could not see him.
"So when can you start?" Mike asked. "Whenever. I just want you to know Mr. Forelli that I'm a very good bodyguard and I'll do whatever it takes to help you out." Jericho replied, CJ could sense something bad about this guy just by listening to his voice.
"Alright. You start tomorrow." Mike said. CJ heard Jericho stand up and walk out. He heard the door slam as Jericho left.
Mike sat still for a while and then the phone rang. "Hello Mike Forelli…" he began talking but CJ didn't listen, he saw this as his golden opportunity.
He slowly opened the vent cover and dropped quietly down onto the shag carpet behind Mike. He crept up slowly and placed the gun to his head as he sliced the phone cord.
CJ knew that he wasn't actually going to kill Mike, that would have been stupid. But he didn't want him remembering any distinguishing feature about him, so when he talked he did his best Big Smoke impression.
"Who are you?" Mike asked. "Listen Forelli. You fucking leave the Four Dragons Casino. You know what happened to the Sindaccos? I killed them that's what. Shot em all. Salvatore got off easy when I just heisted this casino and left him alive. But so help me Mike, I will kill you." CJ said.
"Jesus this town ain't no place for slant eyes, this is a mafia town." Mike replied. CJ took his knife and stabbed it into Mike's desk. "You stay away from the four dragons or I will kill you Mike." He said.
Suddenly the door burst open and Jericho rushed in, a .44 in each hand. CJ turned and without thinking dove through the window behind Mike.
CJ landed in the bushes and got up quickly. He ran and hopped on the PCJ, he kicked the bike into gear and sped away as quickly as he could.
The next day Mike Forelli was on the first flight to Liberty City. Jericho did not go with him but instead went to Vice City to find work as a bodyguard for another powerful gangster.
CJ returned to Los Santos and finally enjoyed the peace and quiet that he'd hoped for. All three cities were in calm now and it seemed that San Andreas belonged to CJ. And the rest is history.
Next Chapter: Tommy Vercetti just isn't as young and spry as he used to be so he hires a new driver. The man goes by the name of Tanner and there's just something suspicious about him.
Author's Notes: Sorry this chapter wasn't anywhere near the caliber of the last one. I just couldn't get into the characters heads like I could with the Liberty City characters, I tried to with OG Loc, I hope I made him semi-likeable before I killed him off at least.
Anyway I hope to have more luck with the next chapter and hope to bring some of that oh-so-good characterization next time. But please keep reading and reviewing, I beg of you. Till next time. –M.D.