This is the second chapter, no reviews but blah.

Chapter 2: "We're back..."

1987 Shark House, Vice City

Dwayne breathed a sigh as he walked through the large mansion that became to be known as Shark-House. This once empty building was now filled with new members and former traitors all running back to Big D as soon as they heard about the new money rolling in. Pretty much everyone was excited and pumped despite the lack of a real business. Well almost everyone, Dwayne couldn't forget that night that happened six months ago, the night that Kook died and that he had killed a human being, it even hurt him more knowing that he enjoyed it.

His army boots crunched around the building as a party rocked through the house. He wasn't here for the party though; he was here for the meeting in that always familiar basement. He made his way past a guard and into the new basement now containing one round table, a couple chairs, and a large vault, which only he and other select few knew it harbored enough weapons money and drugs to supply a small army. In one of those chairs was Big D and he began to wave toward Dwayne as he pointed to a chair. The younger brother took his seat and stared at D as he began to speak.

"As ya'll noticed there been a great deal of change to our organization, the cocaine trafficking is bringin in a lot of shit for us, we got money, weapons, cars, and a couple boats from the Cubans. This is great n' all but we gotta grab back our turf around the mall and grab up Haitian land. If we play our cards right we can take out Vercetti, especially since we are being backed by the Cartels. Anyway my man Sniper will give you the low-down on some recent shit"

He turned his head to an average looking Irish boy with a blue eye patch crossing over his face.

"Well, if yah wondering we already set up a deal with Vercetti just a couple tributes from us but he's giving us permission to roam anywhere we please as long as we stay away from Starfish Island. But more importantly I'm getting a raid setup tonight, Vercetti's boy Rosenberg is going to let us use Kaufman Kabs as a base of operations, from there we attack Little Haiti including Aunty Poulet, she usually has men around but who will suspect a couple of cabs"

Applause filled the room as the plans were being discussed. Big D hollered for a little quiet and cleared his throat.

"Ladies and Gentleman, We're back…"

Flash Back
Spring 1976, Las Venturas

A 7 year old child named Dwayne Reno sat impatiently on a hotel bed on the old Las Venturas strip. His eyes darted across the small room waiting in the dark for his father to come home. It seemed everyone in that tiny room was impatient including his mother who stood staring at the door, and his brother Daniel who faked a slight snore as he lay his head on a pillow.

CRACK, everyone in the room jumped in surprised as the door blew open and hurtled to the floor, two men in trench coats ran into the hotel room with small pistols waving through the dark. The first man turned to Dwayne's mother and screamed.
"Where the fuck is he, this is the last time!" He grabbed her by the hair and shoved the barrel down her throat. Danny jumped up and threw himself on the man's legs while Dwayne stood shocked and frozen in horror. The second man stood in the hall way watching unnervingly for the job to be finished. Tears rolled down the families eyes as the man barked another order. Dwayne watched as the second man turned his head quickly back to the hall as a steady footstep approached. A neighbor down the hall began to approach the attackers with baseball bat in hand but was quickly surprised at the bullet passing through his then narrow neck. The killer in the hallway put his gun back and waited.
"I'm not going to ask you again, where is he? Mr.Castello is not pleased, and when he's mad, I'm mad, so last time where the fuck is he"

She cried and pleaded again as siren's shook the tears of everyone in the room.

The second man nodded towards his watch and frowned.

Dwayne turned around as the barrel plunged into his mother throat and a bullet exited out the back.

1987 Kaufman Kabs, Vice City

Dwayne eye's passed over the well lit garage of Kaufman Kabs, staring at new comrades and crew, Big D has promised him ownership of this area if he could pull this off tonight. These people were his to command from now on even though he only recognized one of them, Vaca. After a minute of impatient waiting, a short man with a stubby nose and wild orange hair entered the garage closely followed by two men in blue Hawaiian shirts. He walked past the rows of cabs and approached Dwayne.

"Hey hey, my name's Ken Rosenberg I'm here for Mr.Vercetti, seems to be having other business tonight and could not make it to see you off, as you know…" He said while dusting off his purple pastel suit. "Half of this area will be turned into construction yard for new housing opportunities, but you will have complete control of all illegal business in little Haiti and the surrounding areas"

Dwayne nodded and put on his most professional voice.
"I am aware of this situation and would be pleased if I am guaranteed your organization will stay out of our way until further notice, and if you don't mind we have to get going"

"Sure sure, what ever you want maan, I like you , I really do, If you need some work come see me sometime, but I'm sorry to say that I have to be here for this, I'll be watching from the roof , but my guards will be with you at all times"

"Ok lets get I started then" He followed Vaca into the back of a Kaufman Kab and drove out side with five other cars.

Jari sat outside in the cold in front of Aunty Poulet's house smoking a cigarette and watching his friends play soccer in the dusty yard. He relaxed a little and through off his blue t-shirt and stood up to start a good game. He jumped into the yard and kicked the ball past a couple of his friends sending it into the little wooden posts.
"Ha mun, I still goot it, ya know I be the best."

He sprang up into the air and landed by the goal, once again taking control of the ball with his feet, this time everyone came for him, the first man attempted to tackle his feet but missed, the second slid for his knees but barely reaching him. A giant Haitian walked from behind the houses and sprinted towards Jari. Seconds before impact he dove to the ground, knocking Jari 6 feet into the air and landing with a sickening blow.

Everyone went quiet with shock and stared at his motionless body. A smile crossed over his face as he stood again laughing at the fools. Soon the whole group joined in the laughter and began dancing around the yard. A zebra striped cab pulled into the yard and caught everyone's attention as the doors swung open.

Dwayne dove out of the backseat of the car and slipped his hand behind his back, revealing a Desert Eagle. He flung the gun up and sent bullets into the surprised crowd. A bullet entered through the turned back of a man and exited through his lungs, he grabbed at his throat gasping for air while another bullet passed through his chest. Two more cabs emptied out onto the yard as bullets sprayed unto the unsuspecting Haitians. Within seconds of the attack the yard was clear, all 32 of them lying in the yard lifeless.

Jari hopped over the another gat as bullets passed by him, he struggled through the open window of Aunty Poulet's house and found himself staring at a surprised group of his comrades.

"Boys they're be a lot of them sharks out there and If my eyes not be playin I saw Vercetti himself." He sucked up his tears and ran to the kitchen, Auntie Poulet stood ready facing Jari with a shotgun in her hands.

"C'mon Jari I been waitin for this day now boy, If my visions be right we goin ta win this, so take this and be ready for em". She reached into the oven and brought out an Mp5 decorated with the words Voodoo Doll.

Vaca sat behind the wheel of the car and watched as Dwayne and the rest of the sharks ran into the houses killing everyone inside.

Dwayne's eyes noticed the glint of a chrome shotgun as Aunty Poulet stepped out of her house, closely followed by five men. Fire erupted from the Haitian group as bullets hurled themselves into surprised bodies. A shotgun shell hit one of Vercetti's men and sent him crashing through a window with nothing left of his body but his head. The sharks began to retreat into the houses as the group approached. Dwayne stood his ground and took aim at them. A silver bullet from the gun entered through a Haitians arm sending his body twisting to the ground. Another bullet hit Aunty Poulet in the chest but she continued to march forward. The sharks returned fire from the houses annihilating the haitan force. One of the last bullets caught Jari on the ear as he turned with Aunty Poulet to fortify themselves in the dark house. Dwayne and the remaining Vercetti muscle walked into the house as the sharks regrouped outside. A loud noise shook both men as a door to the house went crashing down, they both turned around to face a bullet riddled Poulet, with nothing left to see but her limp dead body and a portion of her head. A car peeled out from the back and left the scene of the crime. Banks pulled himself back and took a step into the bloody room, he stepped over bullets and fragments of wall and approached the open window, his eyes caught a shadow limping through the yard , evading sharks that roamed around. Dwayne hopped through the window with the Desert Eagle still in hand and began to pursue the fleeing man. His army boots slammed against the grass and pavement as he sprinted past houses and through alley ways, each step bringing him closer to the Haitian. The man suddenly stopped and dove behind a parked car, while putting together a weapon from around his body.

Jari's heart was pounding as he put together the special MP5, he shook as he heard his follower approach, without a seconds hesitation he jumped back out into the alley and sprayed a wave of bullets into the wall. The man was no where to be seen.

Dwayne stood on top of a fire escpae as bullets rocketed through bricks on the building he was on. He smiled a little and pointed the barrel the gun down towards the unsuspecting man.

"Heh one bullet left."

The silver bullet passed by the steel gratings of the fire escape and into the damp night air, time froze as Jari's eyes looked up into the bullet. Light, all he saw was light.

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