Concrete Jungle

by Onkwehonwe Kashatstenhshera

A cartel hitman, an ex soldier, a wayward gunmen with no cause, an ex KGB agent, & a familiar family oriented coke addicted thug find their way to sunny LS finding themselves around similar scum. Immoral car salesmen, low life bangers, king pins, & hackers. When an eventual rift in the friendship divides their destinies, alliances shift & none of them will ever be the same again.

83. Blood On The Bayou

Mai

The 165th street Loony Corner Families were coming in heavy moving almost militarily and Mai had been the one to show them some of the tactics before she'd taken them. She hadn't had as much time to show them what she had showed the Da Nang Boyz. They had been shown some military tactics themselves from one of the gang members in their neighborhood who was now doing time but though they'd been shown military tecniques before teh Da Nang Boyz had in the time since she, Paul Neto and Ivan had all arrived in Los Santos but the Da Nang Boyz had more recent training with the arrival of Mai and later Khoi and the consistent teaching they'd brought them.

The Da Nang Boyz had also had that training when they first started out back when Khoi had been among the founders of the gang and he had shown them Vietnam war tactics but after Mai had been shot, they'd left so they'd mostly missed a couple generations of that training when a lot of the original members who had that training would go on to either get killed in the gang wars back then or they would end up inside for life. Few of the original DNB's would survive the 80's or or be free by the end of the decade and none would get through both the 80's and 90's unscathed.

Khoi was the last one that wasn't dead or in prison. And now he was banged up and at home. H Bomb, Kiss, Dime and Sway made their way across. There was also another young black gangster that had been a last minute addition. She didn't have time to show this one what to do but he'd been locked up with the OG who had been a veteran so while she didn't imagine they had a lot of time to do much target practice inside, she figured he could have at least taught him something.

He was five eight and light skinned with hazel eyes. He was half white and had blue eyes. His father had been from 165th street as well while his mother had been a junkie that had picked up a crack habbit. He was twenty two and his father had died in a shootout with another Families set. His mother overdosed three years prior. The Families was his family and that's all he had ever known.

His name was William Day but he was known on the streets as Payday. He was good for at least three bodies, a DNFG member from when 165th and them were set tripping, a Vago from 155th street, and a Baller from East Side Ballas. He'd on;ly done two years in any kind of prison and it was minumum security and he'd done juvie and jail time.

He was a low ranking soldier but he was a rising star among the BG';s and compared to the teenage gangsters, he was an OG. He carried a Mac-10.

The Da Nang Boyz were with her and she turned to T Mart. "You ready for this? It might not even be you or any of us who kills him. There's enough of us that we can get him and make sure he doesnt escae but between us, the families, Ballas and the Sons, we have a higher chance of killing Eddie but a lower chance it's us tghat does it."

"I don't care, sister..." T Mart stated, "Cherry's death that's on me. Because I came at him with hands and he whooped my ass that's why all this shit happened I should have taken that L. Cherrry would be alive if it was't for me. She went in charging."

"Look I get it..." Mai stated. "I lost Cherry too. What happened to you wasn't cause of us or anything. Eddie brutalized you and it's true when Cherry went after Eddie could have just killed her but he went way further than that. As much as I hate to say it, it would have been someone else after her."

"I know...I just keep thinking back to that day. When I felt the hot rounds hit me I had a chance to get after the monsters I could have saved every life that eddie took you know?"

"Yeah but hes a rapist and a killer. A lot of people in San Andreas that did time with him didn't even do that much..."

She turned to him. "You got a problem with what me and my dad do by the way? The whole IAA thing?"

"Ya'll made us more powerful than we ever did and Khoi made it so we could stand up to them Ese's and the Psychos what the fuck would I look like hating yo for that? Aint like you're FIB, cuz.

Neto

Mosquitoes

It was the one thing he hated about Louisiana, the fucking Mosquitoes were damn near prehistoric in size and when they swarm they swarm.

Despite it being the middle of December.

"Why the fuck are we waiting?" Sway asked with venom in his tone as he and the Ballas found themselves starting to grow impatient.

"Because we don't have eyes on Eddie." Joaquin stated while looking through the scope of his Sniper Rifle. "Which means they're not here yet."

"Or he's having fun with your girls." He added earning an angry look from him.

"We're also waiting for Mark and Lee to get here." Mai pointed out while walking up to the groups anger.

"You mentioned these guys before but who the fuck are they?" Dime asked in frustration.

"Mark Roman, the Concrete Soldier, or Nero of the Deep South as I like to call him." Joaquin pointed out earning a look from H-Bomb. "And Lee Shen, The Shotgun Mary, and his second in command." He added.

"Mark is a BSU leader and claim all of New Arcadia and Southern Louisiana is his territory. He can match with us and them a lot better than any of you." He continued while giving the man a smile.

"You worried about a guy calling himself the Concrete Soldier?" H-Bomb asked with a raised brow.

"It's easy to talk shit when you've never seen someone up close." Neto pointed out before the sound of car engines filled the ears of everyone and caused them all to turn their heads and watch as an all-black Duke, blue Dominator, white Sandking, and black van pulled up in front of the West Coast gangsters who watched with mixed expressions as the BSU members clad in mostly black dark clothing, flak jackets, bulletproof vest, and combat boots stepped out of their vehicles with a few members from the Los Santos chapter, including Thire and Tup moving to slap hands with the Polynesians and DNB members.

"You're looking well." Mai pointed out while approaching Lee who quickly moved to give her a hug.

"You shouldn't be here." The Chinse man reminded her while rubbing the side of her head.

"I'm surprised you're here at all." She replied with a half-smile while watching Lee look over to Mark as he approached Neto, and Joaquin with Jimmy in tow and Lee bringing up the rear while Jill moved to hug the Vietnamese woman.

"They're a funny looking group." Kiss let out earning chuckles from the Ballas. "Bunch of white boys and a few Asians led by a nigga."

"They equipped though." Dime added with little emotion.

"You know I had a feeling we'd be seeing each other today with guns but…not under these circumstances." Mark let out while Neto chuckled at the man.

"Blame fate." Neto replied with a half-smile of his own. "Your muchachos sure about this place?" he asked earning a nod from Mark.

"Manny tracked the cellphone number you gave me and triangulated the route Eddie and Duchamp are taking to here…The A. Jacks Trailer Park." Mark pointed out while looking below the ridge with Neto, Paul, Joaquin, Lee, and Jimmy to the small community on display before them.

At first glance one would have thought the A. Jacks was just another trailer park like anywhere else in America…but not like this one. It was located deep in the bayou of New Arcadia far away from the eyes of law enforcement and it wasn't just a community of Mobile homes stacked side by side like one may expect but instead there were also a few Swamp Shacks on the tops of the water to the North of the community along with a few fishing boats.

It used to be a rest stop for fishermen back in the day so they could spend some time on the land, but now it was just a place where the Klan would have rallies, junkies would go to get high, cheat on their wives, and outlaws would evade the law.

It made the perfect HQ for the Driftwoods and the Aryan Kindreds who the group could make out now moving across the community.

"Looks like the Dixie's didn't heed your warning." Jimmy pointed out while noticing a couple of heavily tattooed white guys moving across the community dressed similar to most drug dealers one would see in Carcer City.

"Jackson Town Kings." Mark pointed out earning a raised brow from Culebra.

"The Carcer City Gang?" he asked.

"They're huge in Mississippi, when those poor country boys out there found out there was a white ally to the Gangster Apostles they ate that shit up." Jimmy pointed with a smile. "It's surprising to see them here with these skinheads though." he added.

"Doesn't matter they're cooperating with the cancer so they catching a bullet with them." Mark spoke out in anger while Lee merely chuckled.

"Why does everyone's trash always wash up on our shores?" Lee asked with a chuckle.

"You really calling these your shores?" Jose asked while eyeing him angrily.

"I know it more than the group swatting at the mosquitoes." Lee replied while noticing the remains of the dead mosquito on the man's arm. "Just because it's winter and raining doesn't mean those pricks aren't out." He added before the group watched as a dark green van pulled up into the community before watching in anger as two Driftwoods pulled two women out the back of the van.

Neto revealed his own bite free arms. "Really you're gonna use mosquitos as your talking point, chinito? They're not from here either, puto. But the Yucatan Jungle isn't that much different where wildlife is concerned."

Joaquin also revealed his own bite free arms. "I was a Navy Seall. You really think I've never been in some malaria ridden jungle?

Gata and Chela were both blindfolded, tied up, and being forced forcing deep into the community outside of the groups sight while Eddie made his prescence felt to the BSU members who watched him forcibly pull Ren out of the van by colored hair with Duchamp following close behind.

"There's that bitch Eddie." Sway yelled out in anger. "So are you two gonna stop running your mouths so we can go get this fool?"

"That guy an OG?" Mark whispered earning a slight nod from. "I see why you and your people are wiping them out." he stated earning a surprised look from Joaquin at his dark remark.

"Buck!" Mark called out before watching the young man pop the trunk of his Duke before pulling out the Creole's CM901 Assault Rifle and tossing it to the youngest Roman with the Ballas, Da Nang, Families, and Boyz of Polynesia members stared at the modified weapon with the M203 Grenade Launcher attachment and loaded a fresh magazine and Grenade into it in almost three seconds a piece.

The group then watched as Buck tossed Lee his AA-12 Shotgun, Jimmy his MK14 EBR, Task an MP5 Submachine Gun, Eddie his G36C, Jill her M16A4, Thire his AKM, Tup his AUG, Marrick his M249 Light Machine Gun, and finishing by pulling out his P90 Submachine Gun while the other BSU members the group had brought along witt them found themselves pulling various automatic weapons from the back of the van

"Me and my guys will take the east, brown take the North, yellow and Uso take West, and black take South. We'll meet each other in the middle." Mark pointed out earning a nod from the Ondero.

"Why we gotta do what you say?" Stone asked with venom in his tone.

"Because I don't want any of you shooting my guys on mistake of affiliation because they have white faces and it keeps all of us who have beef from shooting someone in the back of the head claiming it was crossfire." Mark added making his way down the ridge while Neto gaze shot back to the battlefield with he and Culebra eyeing the Driftwood members in anger.

"We can take them..." Neto breathed.

"No...we don't have a shot..."

"I can make that shot in my sleep, puto. What are you talking about?"

"It doesn't matter. Even if we hit them there's no way we get there before one of these woods puts some slugs in them cause they know we're coming. Eddie...from what we know about him...he takes his time. Right now the most he's gonna be doing is the preparation stage. He's gonna rough them up and he's probably gonna strip them naked..."

"Not on your fuckin life..."

Culebra nodded. "We can stop it if we move fast but we gotta do this shit slow. We don't go loud until Eddie starts playing his music. Then he'll be thinking with his dick and by the time he gets to that point we'll be on him..." He noticed the perimeter of guards, including a Driftwood who was five eight in size had wiry blonde hair and a tattoo on his right arm that said St. Joseph in reference to St. Joseph County, San Andreas.

Joaquin began to move silently, and he stayed in cover behind a brown and white Rebel. He whispered, "I got this one. Follow my lead..." He had a throwing knife out and he threw it at the side of the man's neck on the right side. The man let out a gurgling sound as the blade penetrated him and blood sprayed everywhere.

As the Vago moved H-Bomb, Sway, Kiss, Dime, and Stone found themselves turning their eyes on Mark, Lee, Task, Marrick, Eddie, Jimmy, Jill, and Buck who were creeping up at the eastern entrance to the trailer park covered by the rain by making sure to keep their weapons dry.

"The fuck are they doing?" Kiss asked while watching the group closely as Mark gave a series of hand signals and watched as the group moved to get into positions along the side of trailers.

"Setting the stage." H-Bomb answered while watching as the group split off into groups of three with Jill taking up a stand behind Mark, Lee with Buck, and Task with Eddy.

The group then watched as Marrick and Jimmy moved to set up their respective Machine Gun and Sniper Post, with the latter reaching into his backpack, pulling out Manfred's Drone, and watching it move to hover over the trailer park.

"These guys are professional." H-Bomb stated while looking to the drone then watching as Jill reached into Mark's backpack and pulled out a toy Race Car before setting it on the ground then watching it speed off underneath a trailer.

"Let's kick this off!" Mark let out with venom in his tone before noticing a Driftwood on the top of a trailer armed with an AK-47 playing sentry while another three men moved across the ground armed with Sawn-Off Shotguns.

BOOM

The explosion was loud and set the stage for everyone as the three Driftwoods soon found themselves blow to pieces while the man on the top of the trailer was nearly thrown off before Mark struck the man with four rounds in the jugular and a geyser of blood sprayed and he fell.

Lee yelled, "Get the fuck outta our state!" before taking aim with his AA-12 and blowing a massive hole through the chest of one man who fell back with a loud grunt.

"What the fuck kinda chink has a southern accent?!" They fired back on the BSU members who found themselves rushing into trailer park firing at the group and igniting the battle.

The Da Nang Boyz soon emerged from the dark guns blazing, at least two dozen of them. It was all they could spare. Neto soon spotted Mai leading the charge. There was also Gina and T Mart on either side of her with T Mart spraying Uzis with a fury true to his gang banging roots. Gina was roaring with anger as she fired an AK-74, her black ponytail in a top ponytail and she had a green bandanna over her face. She let off twenty rounds to start mowing down four of the Driftwoods. The Driftwoods returned fire as did the Aryan Kindred.

The A.K. members including Duchamp managed to drop four of the DNB members with his AR-15 before moving to reload in anger. "Christ, Ed what the fuck kinda hell did you bring on us?!" He screamed as an explosion went off in the distance from a trailer being hit with a Molotov Cocktail.

As two members of the Kindred were hit, Big Sway let off four shots from an AA-12 with H-Bomb raking his AK-74 across the trailer park. He struck five Driftwoods down wounding three and killing two.

"Fuckin niggers! You can't aim for shit!" Screamed a Driftwood from the San Andrean state capitol and fired a Skorpion and the rounds tore through four Loony Corner Locs. The first was a dark-skinned Belizean male with a shaved head wearing a black pair of baggy jeans and a black wife beater with a gold chain necklace standing at 5'11 weighing 185 lbs. He fell with five rounds in the stomach and another two in the left thigh.

The second to take rounds was a female with red dreadlocks, short who wore a dark green baggy sweater and blue jeans. She fell with a round between her front top teeth. The third was a six foot one dark skinned lanky black male with a beady black eyes and he fell with a round in the left side of the neck. The fourth was hit in the heart with a single round.

"Shut up, bitch! I dropped five of your homeboys!" The OCB members fired on a trailer of five Driftwoods who were firing out the window. The SOP's were also coming in and Mai spotted eight of them including Mahana and Ulu. Mahana was firing an IMI Galil while Ulu was using a P90.

Ulu took down two of the Kindred members the first he hit through the window and the rounds went through the man's left arm and shattered his elbows and he struck the next guy with a swastika tattoo which was pierced and ripped to shreds as the rounds went into his brachial artery. "Hey I did a little touch up on your ink! It was looking incomplete!"

Thire spotted the big Samoan and yelled, "What's up, Uso?! Funny to see you out here, man!"

"Hell yeah! We here to take out the trash brother! This Vanguard bitch gotta go down!"

"I fucking here you!" Thire let out before letting his AK rip and tear through the bodies of two Mississippi Gangsters and a Driftwood member from San Fierro who took three bullets to the back and soon found himself complaining about following Eddie before taking a bullet to the side of the head.

Tup was joining him in the carnage having his AUG set to a three round burst and striking a Driftwood member in the face as he tried to take cover on the side of a red pickup.

Before he could continue his assault though the sound of automatic gunfire quickly left him running between trailers to avoid gunfire as four Aryan Kindred members rushed out of the Swamp Shacks came out firing automatic weapons and forcing him into cover while two other BSU members were hit in the crossfire.

"Shit!" he yelled out jumping to avoid the bullets and coming in the line of sight of Triste who moved to shoot over him at the shack while the Filipino man moved to get into cover alongside two other Vagos.

"Fancy meeting you here." Tup let out earning an eye roll from Triste who managed to hit one of the Aryan Vanguard members in the neck and watch him fall into the swamp with a smile on his face.

From the North East came a barrage of Assault Rifle fire as six trucks, a red Rebel, a dark gray Bodhi, a green Bobcat and three other trucks Mai could not make out was arriving with armed gunmen, all of them white. "AV's here too!" Stone yelled as he ducked behind a parked Perrenial beside K Low, Janea and G Bone. "Watch out for them! You never know if some of em might not shoot you and try and act like it's some crossfire shit!"

G Bone came out blazing two Mac-10's and he hit three Aryan Kindred members but he fell over as he was struck with five rounds in the chest as a Driftwood fired two 9mm's as it was all he had at his disposal. "I hit a toad!" He yelled only for his words to be silenced as Kiss hit him with a burst of rounds from her MP5. "And a toad just hit you motherfucka! Davis style!"

Janea fired her UMP to get to G Bone and she pulled her boyfriend to cover but two rounds did find him right shoulder.

"Look out!" G-Bone called out before noticing a JTK member armed with a Glock 19 running at them before being struck once in the chest courtesy of Eddie who followed closely behind Task who pulled the pin on a Hand Grenade before tossing it through the window of a trailer and watching as the resulting explosion sent a group of burned up Driftwoods blown out of the front door charred to a crisp.

"Get him back, Eddie lay covering fire for them." The Lakota man ordered earning a nod from the BSU member. "Manfred we've got wounded you think you can tell a path to get them outta there?" He asked over his headset

"Negative you guys are about to have more company soon." He yelled outbefore the sounds of loud motors filled the night air.

To the groups surprise, they looked on in shock as a Caucasian male with red curly hair and blue eyes and a thick beard standing six feet tall was firing an Uzi from the Freeway. He was wearing a cut that said Vagabonds MC Southern San Andreas.

The group then watched a Burrito pulled up and four more bikers got out with one of them blasting a SPAS 12 and struck an OCB member in the back of the head. "Bikers?! Fuck they doing out here, man?!" Cried Tyson as he got to cover just barely as rounds flew at him.

"They're probably here cause we shot up their fuckin deal!" Stone yelled back.

"Fucking Hell!" Task let out with venom in his tone before turning his guns on the group.

As the Bikers arrived on the scene Culebra found himself striking an Aryan Kindred member over the head with the butt of his Rifle before beating him down until the man's brains were oozing out of his skull.

"Fucking Spic go back to your own-." Came a new voice that caused the man to whip his head around and notice a Driftwood member charging at him from behind before having his brains blown out across the trailer next to him.

"The hell!" he spoke out before looking up and noticing a familiar redheaded ginger looking at him from the distance.

"If anyone's taking your ass out it's gonna be me." Jimmy whispered under his breath before striking a Vagabond member in the back of the neck before watching him hit the ground with a thud. "Hong you're up!" the Ginger let out over his headpiece before the sound of engines quickly caught everyone's attention and caused them to look on with mixed expression as three airboats carrying BSU members primarily from the Blackwater chapter came speeding down the river.

"Now that's country as shit!" Janae let out while taking in the sight of the dark clad white boys armed with Assault Rifles being led by a Chinese American man with a Sniper Rifle as they shot down two of the Aryan Kindred members firing out of a Swamp Shack before torching another with a Molotov Cocktail.

Just then, as Jimmy came around the corner picking off another and reloaded, he felt force and weight on his weapon and he was pulled forward and punched in the face. An Aryan Kindred memberwho stood six six and had a handle bar mustache and brown hair that was almost silver and he looked about forty. He had two friends and the man had his Remington 870 shoved in Jimmy's mouth as the two man grabbed him. "Yeah...I know you...you look familiar. But you bout to be unfamiliar to anybody ever..." Rounds ripped through the big man's body and he was struck with six rounds. He collapsed coughing blood but one of the rounds had come from under him up through his right foot lodging into his chest on the right side.

Before his friends could react and with this throwing Jimmy and the other two to the floor, more rounds ripped through the bottom of the porch and struck his friends. Culebra looked at the dying Kindred member and said, "You got a chance to shoot, shoot. Don't talk..." As soon as he finished his suggestion, he fired a round into the big man's Adams apple and then hopped over the railing.

Jimmy fumbled for ammunition and Joaquin whistled and pointed at a dropped magazine that the BSU member had dropped in the process of getting jumped.

"Reinforcements are here." Task called out before the groups watched as airboats started to patrol the river bank and shoot down any Aryan Kindred member on the rooftops of the building.

"What the fuck how many of these white boys this nigga got?" Kiss asked while ducking her head to avoid gunfire.

"Probably more then we're seeing." H-Bomb let out while forcing his way up before an explosion took him and many others by surprise as Neto found himself narrowly dodging a Grenade explosion courtesy of a Driftwood member tossing them out of his trailer.

"Damn!" the Azteca let out while looking at the bodies of two more Azteca's who didn't react fast enough and were caught in the blast radius that now lay motionless with missing limbs then looking on anger as several Driftwoods move to surround him with their weapons raised.

"Dodge spic." The man called out before tossing another Grenade only to be taken off-guard as a bullet ripped into the explosive and set it off prematurely blowing off much of the man's arm at the forearm and leaving him screaming out in pain.

"Don't tell me that the best you got." Mark called out while loading a fresh magazine into his CM901 before noticing a half smile spread across Neto's face before both men raised their weapons and started to fire at the group.

"Fucking Niggas, Spics, and Chinks!" an Aryan Kindred member breathed out as he stood beside an RV with an anger filled expression written on his face.

"You forgot you Crackers!" came a new voice that caused the man to turn around with a raised brow and notice a rather large African American man standing behind him with a serious look on his face.

"SURPRISE MOTHERFUCKER!" Marrick let out before being immediately hitting the Nazi in the face with a small furry creature that immediately started to bite into his nose and lips causing him to fall on the ground screaming out in agony.

"Get him D!" Marrick let out while watching his newly adopted Opossum bite into the face of the Aryan man before the man grabbed the Marsupial by its tail before tossing it back at Marrick who quickly caught the animal, turning to the still bleeding Aryan, and shooting him three times in the head.

"What the fuck?" Janea asked while looking to the middle born Roman who quickly moved to put the Opossum on his shoulder while the woman eyed him closely with a raised brow.

"Making my way through the hood sippin this yak, nigga's about to get blown with the Mac." he started to sing while walking away from the woman who was partly stunned by his actions.

"New Arcadia Niggas I tell you boy." She let out while moving to follow behind the middle born Roman who soon found himself being brought into the same shootout with everyone looking on with wide eyes as Mark and Neto slaughtered their way through the white gangsters like they were warm butter and they were a set of hot knives.

"We might be embarrassed by these country ass niggas but every nigga in South Central got somebody that came from out here a few generations back in they blood."

This earned a chuckle from the youngest Roman.

"Right Flank!" Mark called out causing Neto to readjust his aim and shoot a Driftwood member who was coming out his trailer while Mark turned his right and shot a Kindred member with a bullet to the neck causing him to fall flat in the wet mud causing the man following him from behind to trip over him and making it easy for Neto to jump on top of the man's head and completely suffocate what little life he had left of him in the mud.

The rain was starting to pick up and come down harder to the point where most of the Los Santos gangsters found themselves slightly slipping in the mud with the exception of the BSU members, Mark, and not so surprisingly Neto.

Mark and Lee had personally trained the group in fighting in the swamps and when it rained the muddy ground was practically water. This caused a slipping effect to those not used to fighting in it. The boots they wore were heavily slip resistant and this now gave the BSU members an advantage.

It didn't surprise Mark to see Neto also upright and taking advantage of the disadvantaged Skinheads and pump them full of lead.

"FUCK YOU!" Neto screamed out while elbowing one Driftwood member in the through with enough force to rupture his Adam's Apple and leave him hitting the ground trying to catch his breath before being shot in the back courtesy of Mark who watched Neto draw his knife and throw it with enough accuracy to hit a Skinhead coming out of a trailer with an AK-47 in the throat.

"PUSH THROUGH!" Mark called out while dodging an Aryan who ran at him and tried to strike him over the head with the butt of his gun prompting Mark to grab his arm before slamming him face first into the side of a trailer and hit a out sticking nail in the process.

"Nice catch with your face." Mark let out while watching Neto use an Aryan Kindred member as a Human Shield before tossing a Hand Grenade into the back of his shirt and pushing him into a group of five who inadvertently started to light him up before his body went up in a violent explosion that knocked the Satellite Dish off a trailer and crushed a JTK member under it.

"Two for one." Mark let out while smiling at the man.

"Six for one." The Azteca corrected before he and Mark continued to fight their way through the crowd.

Then to the groups shock the sound of helicopter blades caught the attention of everyone who suddenly watched as three attack choppers came in hot with several armor clad soldiers rappelling down into the trailer park.

"Are they ours?!" Cried Lee before to his and everyone's shock a Merryweather agent opened fire on the Looncy Corner Families and their high tec Assault Rifles and quickly made swiss cheese out of six of them with four Ballas from Strawberry also being mowed down in the crossfire.

"I guess not!" Jill interjected with anger filling her voice as she moved to duck behind a trailer for cover.

The "Kill Eddie VInkie Alliance" soon found the tide of the battle switching out of their favor with the arrival of the Merryweather soldiers who quickly made short of many of those in their paths while a soldier in one of the Choppers hopped on the Minigun and started to rain down death from above on the group with no regards for who they hit as Jimmy watched in horror as BSU members were cut down by the heavy bullets.

"La Shi!" Hong yelled out before moving to jump off his airboat as the Chopper Gun ripped through the three vehicles and the BSU members who weren't able to escape the fire.

"Shit!" a Vago called out while looking on with raised brows as several female gang member opened fire on them.

These females were Featherwoods. Female peckerwoods and many of them were firing on the attacking Aztecas and Vagos. Three Azteca males and two females from the Vagos quickly fell from their gunfire.

A featherwood with dark brown hair and brown eyes fired striking five members of the Roman Boyz who'd accompanied Marrick in the battle. "Damn some of those bitches be fine!" Howled a Ward Gangster as he ducked behind a parked gray Voodoo while one of the females fired at him with an M4 carbine.

H Bomb fired at one of them a short haired blonde woman striking her in the right ribcage. "I got one!"

Big Sway took five rounds in the chest as one ran dry on ammo on her AR-18 after turning six CGF members into dead men and switching to her Beretta. Gina soon struck the woman who did this sawing right through her back and slicing her spine with several rounds. "THIS IS FOR CHERRY!" She screamed.

T Mart unloaded at a Merryweather agent a Caucasian male with a shaved head and blue eyes standing six four. "GET OUTTA OUR WAY!" He roared out but the man didn't die as his armor protected him until T Mart swept the rounds up to his face.

A round from a Vagabond MC member firing an AK-47 hit him in the right hip just grazing him and he dropped to his knees. The biker was about to crown him when the New Arcadian Shotgun Mary came in from behind and put the barrel to the man's right temple before blowing his mind across the side of a trailer.

Meanwhile inside the trailer, Eddie was naked and fully erect with the song Talk Dirty To Me by Poison playing loudly in the background to muffle out the sound of gunshots and explosions. He had Gata, Chela, and Ren all naked and tied to chairs.

Neither women could speak but Ren and Gata were able to notice as Chela managed to get one hand free without Eddie's knowledge as he stood with his dick only inches away from the faces of the three women and asked, "Which one of you is first?!" He began to wag his manhood at them.

"Oh and just so neither of you get any ideas pissing and shitting on yourselves won't stop this." He added with a twisted smile before walking over to Ren. "An East Asian Beauty, man there's a lot I want to do with you." He let out while forcibly rubbing his erect member against her cheek and causing Ren to shake in fear at his touch.

"But I do love myself some real brown sugar." He added while walking over to both Gata and Chela and beginning to rub on their legs.

"Decisions, decsions but I got a fun way of choosing who goes fire." He pointed out while moving to stand in front of the three women." "Eenie..." It was in front of Ren. "Meenie..." Then Gata. "Minie..." Then Chela. "Moe"

"Lookout!" Lee screamed out knocking Mai to the ground in to keep her out of the path of the Merryweather Chopper as it ripped through more members of the group.

"Thanks!" she let out before a wide smile spread across the Chinese man's face.

"I want my thanks later." He let out earning a half-smile from Mai who watched him shoot down two mor Kindreds before noticing that Neto had climbed into the Rebel one of the AV members had driven up in. He drove and crashed into it. This sent the trailer rocking. Eddie stumbled and Gata's chair was knocked over while Chela was thrown against the wall. She pushed herself down off the wall and the chair splintered. She got up and untied Gata.

Ren squirmed still blinking through tearful eyes. She had been thrown against Eddie's bed. "We gotta help her too..." Whispered Chela.

"What? No...that's an enemiga. She's with those punks that were part of killing Pajaro. We got surveillance on this bitch from when Ernesto was out on the streets..."

"I know..." The Central American woman stated, "And she deserves to die for being on their side but not like this...not by him..." She got the Japanese woman untied. Eddie had gotten up and was firing out the window naked because of being rammed and he saw the attackers and rounds came from every direction, mostly from Families, Ballas, DNB's and Sons of Polynesia. The Vagos, Aztecas and BSU were making it a point to not fire on the trailer and it wasn't that the other gangs wanted to kill the three women inside but with Eddie firing at them, they had no choice. Eddie let his AR-15 saw through two SOP members, a man and a woman and a Da Nang Boy of about eighteen as he swept across the yard.

Neto drove at the trailer again and Eddie fired the rest of the magazine at him but he ran dry before the sweeping rounds across the windshield could get the Mexican national. He hit the trailer again and threw Eddie and the three women off balance just as Eddie was reloading and noticed from his peripheral vision the three women had gotten lose. They hadn't taken time to grab clothes. They knew they had to go now.

He turned to attack but Chela bludgeoned him with the broken arm off the chair striking him in the face. Ren pushed into him and he fell out of the trailer backwards. Neto had rammed the porch stairs which had become lose and damaged from the truck striking it and so it was a longer fall for the AV member. Gata came out landing on him one foot on his groin the other on his stomach, both of which earned a scream of agony followed by a winded groan.

The rounds came at them as the AV affiliates saw they were lose and tried picking them off. Neto backed the damaged truck up one more time and tried to ram Eddie but Eddie dove under the hole in the bottom of the trailer and Neto missed him.

Eddie grabbed Ren's ankle and growled, "You aint going nowhere!" She fell and he got to her. He was suddenly startled by a deep voice. "Let her go!" The AV gangster looked up to see a Japanese male in his forties. He had some wrinkles from age and an angry face. He was wearing a black leather jacket and black jeans with a black shirt. "Hayako?! The fuck are you doing here?!"

"I will not let you harm another..."

"The fuck you doing in New Arcadia?!1 I aint seen you in years..."

"I never wanted to see you again. Your brothers would be ashamed if they could see you..." Hayako stated. He pulled the woman to her feet and told her, "Get behind me..."

Eddie grabbed a Glock 18 from inside the trailer. "For old times sake' Yako...give me the girl..."

"Your mind is rabid. Even with all this shooting you just want to rape her. We never knew what you were. If I had I would have done something back then...back then...I thought Morgan was the worst of you..."

He then threw a throwing star in a flash of speed disarming Eddie. The blade knockled the gun away and cut the tip of his left thumb off. "FUCK!" Eddie cried and he tackled Hayako in a rage. Hayako easily flung the man to the side and hit him with a karate chop to the artery.

"I don't know who you are..." Ren cried in tears. "But thank you...!"

Mark saw them and hugged her. "REN!" She threw her arms around him. "Mark...!"

Hayako ducked down as some of the Kings took shots at him. He brandished an Uzi which he pulled from his pants and let rounds fly into the rival gang members. Three went down, all of them tattooed advertising their affiliation.

"Great another fuckin slope!" Snarled a Kindred member with an M3. "Let's get the fucker! They..." His words were cut off. A steel katana went through his back and out of his more met the same fate as three Yakuza members had also emerged from out of nowhere.

Though Mark prided himself on knowing the lay of the land, he didn't like that some outsiders were getting to learn it quicker than expected. He was just glad for now that the Yakuza were friendlies.

He got to cover near Hayako. "Who are you?" He demanded. "How do you know Ren? She your niece or something?"

H shook his head. "As far as you are concerned Marcus Roman I am nobody."

"You with the IAA? Or did you come with Neto?"

"I am nobody, Nero. It is the easiest thing in the world to remember. So remember it."

"All right, Nobody..." He turned to Ren, "We need to get you safe..." He turned to Hayako. "You managed to get past the Driftwoods and all these other people without getting spotted. Or shot. I don't want to turn her over to a stranger but can I trust you to get her somewhere safe?"

Hayako nodded. "Give me the address and I will drive her there."

Mark told him the address. "Just remember one thing whoever you are. I am somebody and I can make even a ghost feel pain so you better not have any intentions with her. And if you are with Neto that goes double, man. Cause he can tell you first hand what I'm capable of."

"Child, when you get to be my age..if you get that far you will not be fazed by threats..." He looked at her and said, "This might be a place she could call home but this is also a bad place for people that look like her. It always will be. You southern gaijin are among some of the worst."

"Anata wa anata ga iji shite iru kaisha o mirubekidesu! Watashi wa, amerikahito o shinrai suru koto ni wa kutsū shika ari enai to iu muzukashī hōhō o manabimashita."

(You should watch the company you keep! I learned the hard way there can only be pain in trusting Americans.)

He tooj his jacket off to cover the japanese girl. Hayako was not a tall man but hee was taller than her and his jacket was enough to cover her well enough. She replied, "Kyō wa kazoku ga kite kuremashita... Nihon ni modotte sabishikunai to iu wakede wa arimasen...Hitobito wa soko ni mo yūdokudearu kanōsei ga arimasu.

My family came for me today. It's not like I wouldn't be lonely back in can be toxic there too.)

She looked at his right arm and recoiled in horror recognizing him as Yakuza. "You're just like the men who killed Junko Farata...Yakuza..."

"I NEVER did anything like that to a woman..." He said with anger in his voice. "And those punks don't deserve to be called Yakuza. If I ever find them I'll kill them. Judging me for what others did would be like if I said that you were a murderer of children."

Hayako began to spray the rival gangsters with an Uzi. "Anata no yōna norikumiin wa watashitachi ni totte hae no yōna monodesu!"

(Crews like yours are like a fly to us!)

Paul saw four Driftwoods moving to try and shoot Hayako but Paul watched from the distance, disguise and all and fired a high powered round through the back of the first.

The two women hopped in the bed of the truck and Neto backed up and he kept body armor vests over the windshield to protect them.

She noticed at least seven soldiers under the AV many of them MH1 were deceased as a result of the gunfight with three biting it from Driftwoods but the remaining four had been struck by the Merryweather goons. "I thought you controlled these fuckers, man!" Cried Task as went loud with his Submachine Gun. "The fuck is wrong with your guys?!"

"DO I LOOK LIKE I FUCKIN CALLED THESE MOTHERFUCKERS OUT HERE?! I'M BUSY!" Mark screamed out while narrowly avoiding bullets from three Merryweather Agents before switching to his M203 and firing a Grenade that took the men off their feet and sent them each flying.

The two Baller males who had their hair in perms fired at Mark and Marrick. They missed Mark but the shorter one hit Marrick in the back. He fell over and was breathing heavy. Mark dragged him to cover under a Rebel with the two rolling under the truck.

An explosion kicked off as one of the trailers went up courtesy of Culebra. Six Driftwoods and three Featherwoods went up with it earning the attention of almost everyone who looked over to Joaquin and noticed the man armed with a Stinger Missile that took everyone by surprise.

They then watched as he aimed at the Merryweather chopper as it continued to fire the .50 down on them. Four females from CGF were completely shredded. So were five males from Carson Avenue and another two Aztecas.

"Glad I brought this thing." He let out before aiming the surface to air weapon at the chopper and firing.

Everyone from all sides then watched as It went up in a blaze with Joaquin screaming out to them, "GET DOWN!" as it came crashing down and creating a violent explosion that took four trailers and two RV's with it and sent everyone jumping for cover and running out of the impact zone as water and mud rained down on all of them.

"SHIT!" Neto could make out Mark yelling before grabbing Jill and sliding under a trailer as the chopper came down near them both kicked up a cloud of smoke with it.

In the aftermath, two Vagos were mortally wounded as were three Aztecas, five Vagabonds, five Driftwoods, two Ballas one from OCB and one from Tyson's hood, three of the legit AV members soldiers including one Cineza gang member with good paperwork and two MH1's both of who lost their heads.

There was also two dead SOP's, four DNB's six Merryweather agents, four Loony Corner members plus another five Vagos from El Pavo's hood who were too wounded from debris to walk. There was also six Blackwater BSU members dead from that blast. Another two badly wounded with shrapnel to the legs.

'You okay?" The Concrete Soldier asked earning a nod from the woman.

"Oh yeah I'm just fucking dandy." Neto let out in anger before the trio could make out the sound of yelling prompting them to rush from under the trailer where they could see a mud covered Jimmy getting in the face of Joaquin.

"YOU IGNORANT ASSHOLE! LOOK WHAT YOU DID!" Culebra shoved him back and Mark quickly got in the way of the two men, "BROTHER! He had no choice. This was collateral damage...we all knew what we signed up for..."

Big Sway had been knocked unconscious by the blast. All of the Merryweather agents were dead. Mark stumbled on one of Filipino descent a man who was 5'5 and still alive. "He's not coming with...we're gonna deal with Eddie and you've earned my respect as a fuckin enemy but Lee ain't coming. That bitch still killed Nata...Luna...we're even for that but he also killed a kid..."

"Are you fuckin serious right now?" Lee growled in while moving to get in the face of the Azteca member prompting Neto, Culebra, Pavo, Troubles, Jose, Licha, Camello, Triste, Helgada, Chacha, and all that remained of the Aztecas and Vagos aimed at Mark, Lee, Jimmy, Thire, Tup, Jill, and the rest.

'Well I had a feeling it was gonna come to this." Mark let out while pulling back the slide on his Assault Rifle before the voice of Manfred quickly caught them all by surprise.

"Brother none of you have time for this, they're making a run and I'm picking up their chatter. They're headed for the docks..." Manfred chimed in causing Mark to let out a low growl of frustration

"He's not wrong...we don't have time for this." Mark let out while lowering his weapon and eyeing Neto closely. "Look...you said you respect me as an enemy but not Lee and I can get it. But can I at least take my brother with me?"

"For what?"

"Eddie killed a friend of his at a baptism. He took the gloves. You said you respect me as an enemy. Same to you so I'm asking out of respect...and in the meantime you can get your wounded to our club. We got doctors already there." He let out causing Neto to hesitate for a few seconds before speaking out.

"We're leaving now. If you don't get to the docks and help stop him you're not at all." He let out in anger before moving to walk away while Mark nodded his head before having his arm grabbed by Lee and forcibly spent around.

"You can't be serious about this brother." He let out in frustration.

"I am, those assholes killed Davey." He pointed out before looking to Eddie who eyed him closely. "I'm gonna see this through no matter the cost." he added earning a nod from the man who patted him on the shoulder.

"Just come back, we don't need to be burying two brothers." He added while Mark before watching as Jill ejected her last magazine for his M16A4 and passed it over to the youngest Roman who merely smiled at her before giving his goodbyes.

Dillinger and his men loaded up as well. H Bomb got Sway to safety into a car and told Dime and Kiss, "Get him back to Davis. The rest is up to me..."

"We can't just light out for Davis straight away..." Kiss protested.

"Then just get him the fuck outta here find a motel and let him get some rest but ya'll aint coming with me."

He turned to Stone and yelled, "Hey I appreciate the assist cuz for real but you should head on back to Davis too. You aint got no skin in this game beyond what we did tonight. This is personal to me he raped a homegirl and killed her plus a son."

"You sure you don't need us?"

"We got this. The rest of this but if you wanna assist us or even these New Arcadian fools by popping some woods on your way out be my guest."

They spotted Eddie in a Dingy. Neto saw him speeding off. He fired a barrage of rounds trying to not hit Eddie but only hit the boat.

17th Ward, New Arcadia

The song Brother by Dark New Day blared softly over the speakers at the BSU's club where Lee and many of the uninjured BSU members found themselves standing on the second floor in the VIP section of the club looking down at the ground floor below them where they could see the many LS gangsters seated on the floor either attending to their injuries comrades or relaxing with drinks.

The BSU members could tell that the group wasn't fond of the music, but they didn't really care it was their club, this was their city, and Louisiana was their state. Ballas, Families, Vagos, Azteca's, and even the Da Nangs' and Boys of Polynesia, despite being allies, were all outsiders in a city that had become their stronghold.

They'd just wiped out the long established Vagos and Azteca's, if another gang decided they liked the city it could be bad for them.

"Fucking assholes." Lee let out with venom in his tone.

"Yeah, I'm just as shocked Mark would work with those snot rag tranny sons of bitches." Jimmy pointed out while looking to the Family members with a half-smile. "I told our docs only our guys get anesthesia and I guess they must have figured out that our docs aren't really on their sides after two of the Ballas bled to death." He added earning a slight chuckle from Lee.

"I still can't believe that Mark just went with those fuckers without bringing any of us with him?" Buck pointed out while looking down at the group.

"I got Manfred keeping an eye on them with the drone and security cameras in the city." Lee replied with little emotion in his tone. "Any of them try anything or Mark falls, he's gonna crash one of those bomb planes into those fuckers, Neto first, and then we execute everyone here whose ever tossed led at us." He stated earning a smile from Jimmy.

"For their sakes I hope Mark and the rest return in one piece." Jimmy let out with a twisted smile.

Elsewhere

Gunpowder

The strong scent easily filled the nostrils of Mark who'd found himself cutting down another Driftwood member with two shots to the head while Neto stood behind watching with an evil smile as a former Most Hated Gang Member fall to the ground after having several bullets strike him in the chest.

"Where are those sons of bitches?" Mark asked while stomping on the chest of the injured man with an evil smile.

As the sound of gunshots quickly sounded over their heads the duo quickly caught sight of Eddie and Duchamp hopping on a speed boat with four surviving Driftwoods who'd just finished tossing Molotov Cocktails into four other boats at the port before speeding off with the group firing at them as they went.

"Shit them bitches getting away." Marrick yelled out in anger after taking a stand beside the group.

"No they ain't!" Mark called out earning the attention of the entire group who watched him jump from off the edge of the port and into an all-black Zodiac rubber inflatable boat that was tied to the docks.

"That shit can't be safe man." H-Bomb called out with venom in his tone.

"It's all we got so you better take it or risk losing those assholes." Mark spoke out while starting the motor on the craft and watching with a smile as it came to life before looking up and watching Neto hop into the craft with Joaquin, Mai, Gina, and finally H-Bomb.

"Marrick get the wounded back to the club…we'll regroup there." Mark ordered earning a nod from his older brother before slamming on the accelerator and watching the craft speed off down the river with everyone quickly moving to grab onto the sides at the sheer speed of the craft.

"You didn't say hang on?" Culebra yelled out in anger.

"I didn't think I need to." Mark answered with a smile before making a sharp turn that sent water crashing down on the group.

The craft was a handful, but even with the many people on top its speed didn't falter as it tore through the murky waters with ease and pretty soon it managed to catch up to the Aryan filled speed boat leaving all of them stunned and outwardly cursing as much as they were inwardly.

"They're on us!" Duchamp screamed out at the top of his lungs and quickly earning the attention of Eddie who looked back at the approaching raft with rage in his gaze.

"Why won't you fuckers just die!" Eddie screamed out while lifting up his AK-47 and firing off a barrage of rounds in the direction of the rubber craft prompting Mark to take a sharp turn that almost sent Gina flying over the edge before being grabbed onto by Mai who found her face being completely covered in water.

"Cabrons!" Neto called out while raising his Rifle with Joaquin and H-Bomb and returning fire on the larger boat and with their combined barrage many to strike one Driftwood member in the back of the head and send him falling over the edge of the boat while the man driving it was hit in the lower back.

"HOLY SHIT I'M HIT!" he called out screaming in pain before dropping to the ground while Duchamp forcibly grabbed the steering wheel of the boat and took a sharp turn that led the group through a sewer drain with Mark making another sharp turn of his own and following after the Aryan Gangsters.

Inside of the tunnel was completely dark and the smell was horrendous to the point where most of everyone had to cover their noses with Eddie and Duchamp losing sight of the dark raft while Neto and the others could see the Aryans clear as day thanks to the many lights on the boat.

"I got it!" Mai called out while switching to the M203 Grenade Launcher on her M4A1 and firing a Grenade that sailed over the speed boat after Duchamp slowed it down so the Grenade could explode in the water in front of the boat and kick up a mist of water that covered the occupants of both watercrafts and left them all retching in disgust.

"Okay let's not do that shit again." Mark screamed out in disgust before Joaquin looked back and noticed that a Catfish had actually landed in their raft after being blown out the water.

"We got a straggler." He called out before watching H-Bomb kick the fish out of the boat and back into the water in disgust.

"The fuck is up with the wildlife in this state?" he yelled out in anger.

"They don't like people invading their territory." Mark replied while whipping his face in disgust before seeing an opening, drawing his M1911 an firing off four shots that caught everyone by surprise before they noticed one of the surviving Driftwood members being hit in the side. Of the neck before falling over the edge of the butt into the waters below.

"Hopefully a meal will appease them." The Creole let out with a twisted smile before noticing a light beginning to come from the end of the tunnel.

"You're outsiders too puto. Let's get something straight. I will NEVER ask your permission to come down here. Just like you never did to come to my state. You just snuck in. Tu sabes que? The only motherfucker I see as having the right to call those swamps home and act like he rules the roost is Adayh.""

"He doesn't run nothing. Except guns. Task understands this. We respect their independence but it only goes so far. And I'm not gonna have a cobversation about cowboys and Indians every time I mention this being my hometown. I never said this was my land but it damn sure is my city as far as control."

"But you don't control shit. Nature is quick to remind you that you don't own a thing."

"Well you got me there, Neto but if that's the case then nobody really owns anything. Even your Azteca homies down in Mexico. And the Zapatistas. That can all get washed up in a hurricaine down there. Or a government raid cab fuck everybody. And even if you had a point about it being Adayh's land I never intruded on the reservation. I never took anything from Mvskogeee people that wasn't already taken a long time ago."

"Fool..." Joaquin said, "Neto's not saying this shit to be racist. That's protocol when it comes to Indigenous land/. He acknowledges that that's Cushatta Creek land. It's what we're all supposed to do. Neto also knows Los Santos belongs to s Mojave."

"Enough! I'm not gonna argue. Shut up or I'll turn the boat around..." Mark stated.

"I think we're near the end of this tunnel." Mark called out with some relief in his tone.

"Good I'm getting sick of this shit." H-Bomb called out as they noticed the exit of the tunnel quickly catch their eyes but once Eddie's boat and their raft exited the tunnel the group was immediately taken off-guard as helicopter came flying by all of their heads and immediately shined their flood lights on the group.

"NAPD pull over now!" the intercom of the helicopter called out but immediately went on deaf ears as both Mark and Duchamp punched their respective watercrafts and sent them rocketing down the river without any regard for the law.

"Where the hell did they come from?" Eddie asked with venom in his tone.

"We're shooting out in the open can you say you're surprised?" Duchamp yelled out with venom in his tone. "What the fuck did you get me mixed up in Vinke?" he asked in rage.

"Nobody just comes to this shit stain of a state unless they're ducking something Duchamp." The former AV member called out while raising his AK and striking an NAPD officer in the nearest boat in the side of the head.

This soon got a response from the officers though as they watched five boats belonging to the NAPD and one much larger boat belonging to the United States Coast Guard trying to surround them.

"Here they come!" Gina screamed out as Mark made a sharp turn in his boat and tried to maneuver his way through two of the crafts before watching Neto, Joaquin, Mai, and H-Bomb fire on one of the NAPD boats and strike an officer on the bow in the face causing him to fall flat into the water while the other officers on board tried to return fire.

"Shit they're gonna try and box us in." Neto yelled while moving to reload his Rifle.

"Hey take the wheel!" Mark yelled out to Gina catching the woman by surprise.

"What I don't know how to drive this thing." The Da Nang member called out with fear in her tone.

"Well I trust you more behind the wheel then with this." Mark yelled out while pulling his CM901 off his back and taking aim at the Coast Guard Boat before firing off a small barrage that didn't seem to do much damage to the boats tough hull while Gina grabbed a hold of the steering wheel and managed to dodge a NAPD boat that was trying to ram them.

"Shit that things got some tough armor." Mark muttered before he, Neto, and Culebra noticed Duchamp and Eddie speeding away from the remaining NAPD boats that only seemed interested in the Motley Crue of gang members.

"Why aren't they chasing after those bitches?" H-Bomb yelled out in anger.

"If they can't get us all, they might as well get the slowest." Joaquin replied with anger his voice.

"I think they're giving up on us." Duchamp called out with relief in his voice.

"Uncle Sam will always take the toads over us." Eddie called out with a smile on his face.

"Fuck these assholes and move to follow after Eddie." Mark ordered to the shock of everyone on the boat.

"Are you out of your mind that'll leave us completely exposed from behind." H-Bomb asked with fear evident in his voice.

"Just do it!" Mark let out with anger filling his voice prompting Gina to look to Mai who merely nodded her head before watching Mark pop open his M203 Launcher and quickly load in a dark red and white colored 40mm Grenade into the weapon while Gina started to speed away from the five boats that quickly started to give chase after them.

"Where the hell did you get that?" Mai asked with fear evident in her tone and Culebra looking to Mark with wide eyes.

"GET DOWN!" Mark yelled out at the top of his lungs before launching the Grenade with a streak of smoke flying from behind it and looking on with wide eyes as it slammed into the front of the Coast Guard Boat and created an explosion the likes of which many of the street gang members had only seen in movies.

It was almost like a miniature nuke had went off on the top of the water with the flames of the explosion engulfing all five ships and killing all those on board while a cloud of white smoke quickly engulfed the blast site and immediately started to suck the oxygen away from the area prompting Mark, Mai, and Joaquin to cover their noses and eyes while H-Bomb, Gina, and Neto found themselves slightly coughing from the weapons while watching the fire burn atop the water.

"Take shallow deep breaths through your nose." Mark ordered while Gina continued to drive the boat while violently choking from the lack of oxygen.

"Jesus I can smell them burning, what the fuck was that?" the Da Nang member screamed out while Joaquin looked to Mark with wide eyes.

"A Thermobaric White Phosphorous Grenade, but you added a gelling mixture to it that makes the fire stick napalm." Culebra stated while eyeing Mark closely. "Weapons like that are banned in almost every country in the world."

"Well I guess you're lucky we're on the same side right now don't you?" Mark asked while eyeing Joaquin and Neto who both eyed him closely.

Neither men truly cared about Mark's use of the weapon, but they more than guessed that the weapon was meant for them and the latter was quickly trying to think of a way he could maybe counter the weapon because it seemed to be a game changer for any conflict.

"Cut the chatter they're in sight." Mai called out at the top of her lungs causing everyone to look forward and watch as Eddie and Duchamp went down another Sewer Tunnel that caused Mark's eyes to light up.

"I know this route take a left up here." Mark called out earning surprised looks from the group before Gina followed the man's order and quickly turned the boat down another corner while Eddie and Duchamp looked on in confusion.

"What is this?" H-Bomb asked in anger.

"This the same tunnel we used to pull off the Federal Reserve Heist a few months back remember." Mark pointed out earning a look from Neto who found himself having flashbacks about the tunnel.

"I know what you got in mind." The Azteca of Maya descent spoke out with a wicked smile while loading a fresh magazine into his FX-05 while Mark did the same in his CM901.

"I think we lost them!" Eddie spoke out while giving the man a half-smile before lowering his AK.

"You sure-?" Duchamp started before the sound of the Zodiac's engine quickly caught the attention of the duo as they passed through another opening and looked on in terror as the inflatable raft slammed in the side of the speed boat with enough force to disrupt both vehicles and send the coalition of gang members flying out of the inflatable raft and into the murky waters while the boat carrying Eddie and Duchamp slammed into a pillar before crashing near a side path in the sewer and completely totaling the boat.

"Damn!" Eddie called out with pain filling his voice with a trickle of blood leaking from the side of his head before jumping out of the boot and reaching behind his back for his Browning Hi-Power and checking it for ammo.

"Hey bitch!" H-Bomb yelled out catching Eddie's attention and causing him to turn his head around and immediately catch a punch to the face that didn't stagger the man who whipped his Pistol around and struck the man on the side of the head and causing him to stagger back before whipping around and noticing Gina coming at him with a switch blade to which he responded by quickly grabbing her arm and disarming her then kicking her away.

"Fucking bitch you're gonna meet your friend." He screamed out before raising his Pistol at her before feeling someone grab onto his right leg causing him to look down and notice Mai gripping onto his arm from the water before Neto jumped up and kicked the man in the center of the chest and sent him flyting back against the hard concrete walls.

"Fucking Niggers!" Duchamp called out before a loud whistle caught his attention and caused him to turn his head and notice Mark standing behind him in a pitching stance.

"CATCH!" the Creole screamed out catching Duchamp by surprise until he seen the object coming at him at full speed prompting him to lift his arm in order to block it.

"I GOT AHHHHHHH!"

The Aryan Kindred's member voice radiated through the sewers and quickly caused everyone to look to him with wide eyes as they noticed a fifty-pound modern day dinosaur clamping down on the arm of the man's bleeding arm as he struggled to pull the monster off him before taking a punch to the side of the head courtesy of Joaquin who watched the man's head bounce off the wall.

"What the fuck is that?" Gina asked with concern in her tone while looking at the monster biting down on Duchamp's arm.

"Alligator Snapping Turtle and no it's not the result of an alligator humping a turtle." Mark let out with a half-smile before walking over to the fallen Duchamp and pulling the turtle off the man's arm with a loud cracking sound.

"He should feel lucky this is a fifty pound one." He stated to the groups surprise. "These things can grow as big as four hundred pounds and a bite from them can break bones and even take fingers." Mark stated before turning to Eddie while reaching into his back pocket and pulling out his phone.

"Hey Eddie I got a two hundred and fifty pounder back at my Bait and Tackle shop." He stated while showing the man a picture of the large turtle that could barely fit on the screen. "I'm gonna have Neto hop you up full of Meth and have it bite your balls just for the fun of it. It won't kill you but it'll make me feel better." Mark spoke out with a chuckle.

"Don't threaten me with a good time." Eddie spoke out with venom in his tone.

"You're a freak dude." Mark called out with a chuckle.

"FREEZE!" the voice called out prompting everyone to turn their heads and weapons and see a duo standing behind them with their Pistols raised and serious expressions written on their faces.

"NAPD GET ON THE GROUND!" Sawyer screamed out at the top of his lungs as he and Alison pointed their weapons at the group.

"You're bringing a couple of pistols to an AK fight, officers..."

"I don't see you holding anything but your dick in your hand, boy. You'll come quietly one way or another. Either living or dead."

"You know...when I heard they were gonna be hitting your boss..." Eddie said offering up his wrists, "I did a little research into you. Before and after. Seems like you didn't like people like him anymore than a lot of my boys do. You should be on our side."

"I don't need to be in the side of some San Andrean surfer..." Sawyer chided.

"You just mad that we still have real white people out west?" Asked Eddie.

"What?! You outta your goddamn mind?! You're talking to a son of the don't get more good old boy than me and I don't like your kind."

"Just seems like the white boys in your cities down here don't know how to conduct themselves. They wear their pants off their ass. Even the Klan...what a fuckin joke. Has been since the 60's. You like results...it'll be the boys with swastikas that get it done."

"Last I checked...a lot of boys from the south white black and otherwise fought Nazis overseas. Can't use patriotism on one hand and have a swastika on the other. Some say that about the confederate flag too but those were still American soldiers. Not Germans..." He said cuffing him as Allison kept him covered.

"Coming from a man with a name like Sawyer that's rich. But you know what? You lost the war. Everybody did. Or if you won it aint a war you want to win cause the Zionists won. In the end...you'll see..."

They began to be walked back to the car. Just then they heard Allison scream. They lookd and saw Eddie had picked the cuffs. He had a makeshift knife out. "Best part of being instittionalized. We never really forget the skills..."

"Let her go!" Mark and Sawyer barked aiming their weapons. "Uh uh. You shoot me you shoot her. You have no shot of hitting me without hitting her. Here's what's gonna happen. Me and the Apple Red are gonna take a little ride. When I get to where i'm going I'll let her go..."

"You motherfu..." Mark growled. Eddir dug the blade against her throat. "How much deepthroating you this bitch will do without a throat? BACK OFF!"

He then took Allison's pistol. "It aint the arsenal I used to have but it'll do in a pinch..." The two backed out and he got into the car she and Sawyer had arrived in. The other officers didn't notice until they were already in and he took off. He then proceeded to pistol whip her knocking her out. "Believe me sweetheart you're gonna need all the sleep you can get."

Sawyer cursed, "Goddamn it, Roman! You..."

Mark growled and slammed him against the wall. "We fuckin had him! You two fucked it up!"

"No fuck that! You had more numbers!" The Cajun cop grabbed him by the collar. "We just got here! We're here for this asshole..." He pointed at Dechamp.

Mark glared an inch from his face. "Well you can't have him..." He spat. "Not until we get Allison back."

"Guys. I got eyes on them. They're not getting away. Just get to your cars and follow my lead."

"All right...we're getting them back. But you let me make the arrests, Roman..."

"That's not happening, puerco..."

"You talking to me? You outta town piece a shit? I'd like to show you what we do to cartels in the swamp..."

"Yeah, I've seen Deliverance, puto. I got an idea what you fools get up to. This fool has a lot of people after him. You arrest him you're gonna see more violence. You'll have more San Andrean gangs after you and this time? It won't be just us. It'll be the Aryan Vanguard. They're here. And even if there's not enogh Raza to take over this state yet...there's plenty of woods out there. You want to start seeing the gringos get organized?" He used the term gringo because he knew that to call a southerner a gavacho would be lost on them. "It'll happen but you can expect to see more dead cops. They don't need a lot of numbers to drop a lot of bodies."

"What do you want?" Sawyer asked looking at Neto but talking to Mark.

"Eddie is ours. And the Loc niggas want their pound of flesh. The Da Nang Boyz want their pound of flesh..."

"Da Nang GIRLS..." Gina stated. "He raped one of ours. And killed her. In the worst way possible."

"There's no time to argue about this let's go get in the fuckin cars..."

Sawyer, thinking fast said, "All right. I'm gonna do this one time and one time only. Including you San Andrean assholes. Until we catch Edward Vinke all ya'll are deputized."

"But you're not a Sheriff..." Marrick reminded him.

"Goddamn it do we have time for this?! Come on!"

He got them to the nearest intersection. He held up his shield. "Police! We're going to have to commandeer your vehicles. We will return them to you in the same shape they arrived in..." He shot a glance at Neto and Mark.

Mark told Dave, "We're gonna get Eddie. You stay here. We'll bring him back."

"Mark...I get my revenge..."

"WE get our revenge...for him..."

Soon they were all in cars of their own. Mark, Sawyer, Neto and Marrick were in one car. Mai, Gina, Joaquin and H Bomb were in another.

"All right guys, they're turning east on Saphire Drive..."

Mark had an idea. "Hey, ya'll get your asses down to the port just in case. We'll see if we can nab Eddie before he gets there."

"Got it. We'll be there...." Mai said.

As they headed down Sapphire, Marrick saw a bus that had the name of a real estate guy named Edward Deveraux. "Ed Edd and Eddie!" This earned a chuckle from Neto and Neto started whistling the theme song whistle and Marrick laughing, did the same. Mark growled, "Both you retards knock it off."

Neto only increased the volume in which he whistled. Sawyer growled, "Both of ya'll knock it off I'm trying to concentrate!"

They kept driving until Sawyer said, "Wait a minute! I see him! That's our car!" They pulled up but Eddie sped up ahead.

Eddie, meanwhile, made it to the port. "Hey!" A Port Authority member approached. Eddie wasted no time. He put three shots into the man and took the unconscious. He got a boat that was parked there taking the keys. He got her in and he had her handcuffed with her own cuffs. He had it hotwired in a quick amount of time while Sawyer had his handgun on the abandoned car. "Clear!"

"He's in a Predator..." Manfred let them know.

Neto spotted another boat. "You and me...vamanos..." He said. Mark followed his lead as Neto got in and started hotwiring the Longfin. They began to speed after them. Neto had his FX-05 and Mark had his Rifle. Neto sped after them.

Eddie, meanwhile, had stopped out a ways. He had Allison on the floor of the boat. He wasn't too far out but he was a ways out. Joaquin got out his PSG1 and began to see if he could aim. "Do you have a shot?!" Demanded Sawyer. "Cause if you do, take it. We don't need to indulge Marcus in his revenge fantasies or anybody else. It's better to take him out and let God sort him out."

"I don't have a shot..."

"Then give me the damn rifle and I'll take the shot."

"There isn't a shot...he's stopped but he's ducked down and he's about to have company."

"Guys...you need to hurry. I'd drop ordinance or shoot him but I can't without hurting her. Eddie's...he's got her...on the ground..."

Allison had woken up and Eddie was grinning over her having already unbuttoned and unzipped her jeans. He lifted her shirt up as she squirmed screaming. "Your boyfriend has become a pain in my ass. I know he's gonna kill me. But before he does he gets to watch me fuck you and kill you..." He took her right breast out of her bra as she screamed through the duct tape. "NO!"

"God I love how the sound of a woman screaming sounds with duct tape...like she's got cock in her mouth. There's no time for that though..." He edged her jeans down even further. He took her left breast in his mouth as his hand trailed down her pants and his fingers found the outside of her red panties. He got her underwear down from the back and saw her large ass. He slapped it hard twice leaving a red handprint on it.

"Looking like a double wide surrpriiiiiiiiise. Goddaaaaamn..." He growled.

He unzipped his pants. "This old wood is hopping down the snow bunny traaaaaaail..." He said whispering in her left ear earning a whimper from her followed by tears.

He was about to enter her and he pulled her cheeks apart when a shot barely missed him and startled him. He staggered. Joaquin had fired the shot. He knew that it would be better to just try and kill him but he knew it would be better if he suffered. Eddie ducked down but pulled Allison to her feet. Mark saw her already partially naked and he hid behind her again. "Let her go! I'll make it quick and painless!" Mark bellowed, lying.

"Go ahead...shoot me..." He rubbed a hand from her inside of her jeans sliding across her bare stomach all the way to her bare breasts. "It'll go right through her...my arm and hand is in front of her but rest assured she's still my shield. You won't shoot while I got her...you know...us ex cons can't vote but I like Jock Cranley for one reason and one reason only. He grabs women he wants by the pussy. And so do I. Wanna smell? Come close enough to get your woman back. You and you alone. No guns.

Joaquin had an idea. He saw a fire extinguisher on the boat. He fired and it exploded kicking up nitrogen everywhere. This caused her and Eddie to fall over and Eddie was covered with the stuff. Allison got to her feet trying to escape but Eddie got the boat going again. He floored it and she fell over the side of the boat. "Oh no! She's gone and pulled a Natalie Wood!" Eddie chuckled. Mark jumped out and began swimming to her as she fell under. Neto, meanwhile, fired at the boats engine. He fired until it was smoking. "Come out or I'll give you a Viking funeral!"

He then realized that was what Eddie wanted and said, "Ah fuck it..." He floored the Longfin into the side of the boat began to smoke even more and Eddie was thrown to the floor. Neto hopped aboard and hit him with a hard right to knock him out. Mark got Alison above water and she was sputtering and shivering and whimpering. "It's okay...I got you baby..."

Neto barked as he pulled up, "¡Sal! ¡Pimienta! mete tus traseros!"

(¡Sal! ¡Pimienta! mete tus traseros!)

(Salt! pepper! Get your asses in!)

He got her in and she looked in fear at Eddie being on the floor but Mark said, "He aint gonna hurt you...he'll have to get through me first and to get through me he'll have to go through him..."

"I love you so much..." Allison whimpered. She then turned to Neto. "Thank you..."

"Shut up..." He shot back. "I didn't do it for you. I want this rapist puto to suffer. He tried to rape my ruca."

He got them back to safety and Mark took her to get warmed up. Neto didn't know what he was saying to Sawyer but it looked like he was discussing with the NAPD about an exchange. Neto turned to Marrick. "Where's the nearest BSDM club?"

"I'm not a fag, amigo..."

"No but a lot of your clients are. You really gonna sit there and tell me none of your clients go after yogurt slingers? I don't know about the jotos in New Arcadia but in LS they're a bunch of drug addicts. Same with San Fierro. Night clubs and cocaine go together."

"I might know one place but why?"

"That part I can;'t tell you. I just need to know. Your homeboy got killed by him right? You point me in the right direction this will be a step towards getting your revenge. This can be your part in it. If you're willing to cross that line..."

"My boy got killed trying to get right with the Lord so you damn skippy I'm wit it."

"Good..but keep it from Mark until later..."

He turned to Joaquin, "Tell that one..." He pointed to Dave. "To tell Mark that it's going down in the place they killed Miguel."

Joaquin went up to him and told him that. Dave shot him a look. "How the fuck did he know where that was?"

Joaquin asked, "Was it supposed to be a secret?"

He turned to Marrick, "You and I got a fag bar to go to."

Neto

1 Day Later

He had Eddie tied up and bloodied and beaten in a chair. The chair was soaked with blood and fecal matter. Mark noticed something that didn't add up. There was blood and brain matter on the ground and two leather clad bodies near the wall. "What's that shit about? Couple of Vagabonds?" He then looked closer and asked, "Shit, what'd you do to him already?"

"How do we decide who gets to do what if we're all killing him? I thought it was gonna be a race to see who smoked him but we all get to kill him..." H Bomb stated.

"We start with cutting his dick off..." Gina growled. "He used it as a weapon so we're taking it from him..."

T Mart agreed. "Yeah...he needs his dick cut off. The shit he did to her was the worst thing he's ever done so that's automatic."

H Bomb had insisted on bringing Lamar, Flash and Lil Banks inside since G Note had been from that hood. Neto did not agree to let them participate but said that he could get revenge on her behalf for them."What are you talking about?" Demanded Banks. "The shit they did to G Note was worse."

"They put a rat inside her..." Snarled Mai.

"Yeah and he fuckin ATE G Note, goddamn it! I aint about to argue with you, bitch!"

"Why don't we go one on one in a fight and see who the bitch is?" Mai shot back.

"Enough bullshit..." H Bomb stated. "Look, they both got killed in the worst way possible. And I agree he should be castrated but i'm not the one whose gonna do it. I'm not touching another man's dick."

"You can't be serious. It's violence it isn't gay."

"That's easy for you to say. You're bisexual."

"What the fuck is it to you? I don't want to touch his dick either but you can';t act like it's an act of sexuality. It's dismembering him."

"Let me guess you probably think a transgender is sexy too..." Sneered H Bomb.

"So what?"

This earned a laugh from Neto and Joaquin and Dillinger. "Asian bisexuals are the worst..." Muttered Dillinger. "They always try to be militant feminist dykes."

"Fuck you..." She shot back at the AV leader.

"Wait a minute. What do you want out of this bitches hide?" Demanded Mark looking at Dillinger. Dillinger turned to Jimmy. "Tell him my people don't talk to his kind."

"You're barking up the wrong tree, asshole. I got part Jew in me."

Dillinger smirked. "I've always said some of you hymies are passing..."

"We're throwing you a bone here. Neto didn't have to let any of you in on this either..." He looked at Neto. "Just like he didn't have to let me in on this. And I said I just want a tattoo as a trophy."

"WHICH tattoo?" Dillinger demanded piping up finally.

"I don't really care. Why? You want to rock paper scissors over who gets what?"

"You're not taking the shamrock. That's property of the Vanguard."

"If you think about it, we should be taking it back..." Snarled Jimmy. "You assholes don't have a monopoly on Irish heritage."

"According to the San Andreas Department of Corrections, we do."

"It's the same thing with Onda and Aztec shields..." Culebra stated matter-of-factly. "Only a carnal can wear one on his skin."

"And that doesn't bother you?" Jimmy asked.

"I'm not Azteca. Soy Mojave and Kumeyaay."

The tattoo on Eddie's back read, Teulu Vinke. Dillinger leaned next to the gagged Aryan. There was a family crest that the words were inside. "That's the Vinke family crest. We need it back."

"I don't know..." Mark said. "I keep a trophy room full of things I took off enemies. Bandannas,bottom rockers, tattoos...that one would make a nice addition to mine."

"We're not here not here for your stupid fuckin trophies, Mark..." Barked Ed. "We're here for Dave. This sick fuck..."

"You know the real Nazis would have hated you guys right? You do business with Mexicans on the inside even while a lot of your car listens to black rappers and some of you do business with us on the outside. Plus you had a Jewish guy in the first generation. They would have killed you."

"Yes..." Hayako stated. "And many of you considered us Honorary Aryans even when you intended to fuck us over. We wanted an Asia free of western influence you wanted a Europe free of Jewish influence. My grandfather fought in the War. He killed many American, British, Australian and Filipino soldiers. He was only alive because he was knocked unconscious. The Nazis would have fucked us over. But the truth is we had every intention of fucking them over as well. This is what your deal with Onda smells like to me. You considered us Honorary Aryans but we did not consider you honorary Japanese. And the drugs your soldiers do? You're just like the Mexicans and blacks. At least the Nuestra Syndicato keeps their members drug free."

"What are you talking about? The third Reich did amphetamines' all the time. Including Hitler himself. But I'm not somebody who does that...and if you think those Nationalists you speak of would hate us think again. It's true we're more gangsters than idealists but it's still us who protects them inside. They need us. And they give us reading material to consider for when we get out."

"Now I'm confused about something..." Stated Jill . "Vinke is a Dutch last name so why is the name Vinke next to the Welsh word for family?"

"They're Dutch and Welsh.." Replied Dillinger. "See Eddie might be a piece of shit but he's from Vanguard Royalty. It's a part of our history and it needs to be preserved..." Stated Dillinger as he stared at Eddie who stared back.

"Those are two completely different cultures...what the hell..." Stated Ed.

"I got a guy I could call who is all about serial killer memorabilia. Eddie's a prison gang member but in truth he a serial killer too. He had the feds after him. It took him killing a black girl and an Asian and I'm surprised the feds looked for him for once even if we got him now. We could sell that patch of skin someday."

"Christ, how you gonna explain that to the fuckin cops, asshole?" Demanded Dillinger.

"I own the cops in this town. And if they ever decided to turn on me and really make my life a living hell you really think a piece of skin I tore off is gonna be something I'm gonna sweat? If I ever went down that would be the least of my problems. I've committed enough murders to get executed a few hundred times. Or if they really wanted to be sticklers they could just give me the longest prison sentence ever."

"I see what you're saying...you think you're a big man do you? You might have killed more people on the streets than me but you haven't in the pen."

"I've never been to the pen. Smart criminals don't have to."

"Gimme a break. You wouldn't last inside..."

"You want to bet? If I did I got enough clout in there that I wouldn't have a hard time at all...we don't look at doing life in prison as an accomplishment down here the way you do in your state."

"Could have fuckin fooled me. We might have more San Andrean cons shipped outta state but this is still the prison capitol. The only difference is our prisons are organized. You think you're better than us cause your prisons aren't segregated but woods can stand on our feet out west. Same with the Mestizos..."

"What the fuck is a mestizo?" Demanded Marrick.

"He's talking about Mexicans..." Said Joaquin.

"Nothing's stopping the ones out here from doing exactly what you did out west. If ya'll were outnumbered by us before that only proves my point of why the ones out here could do it now. But they aint about it out here. Most Mexicans and most white boys aint about the life down here. With niggas it's a coin toss."

"It's a coin toss for you people everywhere. You know what, kid? It's no real accomplishment that you coast on the backs of what your daddy did. I've heard of the Roman Boyz..."

"Really? How's that?" Asked Mark with a smirk.

"Yeah don't you remember?" he turned to his own soldiers. "They had that Hood Land story on New Arcadia. Buncha dumb niggers even admitted to intentionally robbing illegals and swearing they weren't racist when they did it even though they admitted to doing it cause they knew they were illegal."

"How is that racism it's an oppurtunity..." Marrick said getting close. "What you just said was racist and you're about to get cracked in the jaw if that word comes outta your lips."

"Boy...'" Stated an MH1 member. "Touching an AV brother is like touching God. You do that you're getting hit with lightning bolts."

Joaquin spoke up. "You got no way of knowing they're illegal. If you go off just clothes alone that won't always tell you. So you're going off what their nationality is and how they dress."

"See?" Dillinger said pointing a thumb. "He gets it. He's biased but he gets it. Only one of you could try and call it something else but that's just another example of the dishonesty of you people. At least when we hate people, we hate them. You people pretend to be somebody's friend while you stab them imn the back. You wanna know why the Mexicans had an alliance with us in the joint? It aint cause they're selling out to us. I WISH it were that way but Onda has more 's because we're an honest enemy. That's why. The Rifas got the short straw when it came to allies."

Nick glared at Dave. "Since you asked...I used to be a liberal cuck. But then I went out of curiosity on ready to laugh at all the Nazis I mean the leader of the fuckin Louisiana KKK started it? Doesn't get more low class than tat. But one time I decided to check out the 1488 website to laugh at all the Nazi idiots. You know what happened? As I read more I realized they were right. About liberalism, about white guilt leading to being a race traitor. About other races destroying white countries."

"You do realize America was never a completely white country at all right?" Mark stated. "This Make America White Again shit is irrelevant cause it was never all white. This is a settler colony. Kinda like South Africa."

"Yeah and look what happened to that country. A thriving country in the global stage even with sanctions against them and then what happens when the African National Congress gets control? It becomes a sewer."

"Even a bad ruler in somebody's homeland is better than being ruled by an outside colonial force..." Task stated. "I know I'm gonna regret even asking but who do you think has it hardest out of all minorities?"

"When it comes to oppression? White people. We're the last race it's okay to hate. But if you're asking which race is poorest in America who has the lowest life spans, yours but that's not our fault." He started earning a chuckle from Mark.

"You say it's not our fault, but you build oil refineries next to mostly black neighborhoods, you cut medical benefits for us, and you smile as white kids leave public schools and give all your money to those 'Private Institutions' and let us go dumb." Mark stated with venom in his tone.

"Louisiana is over thirty percent black and we're covered in oil refineries from New Austin…you want to look me in the eye and say there is no coincidence." He finished.

"You learn that from a website?" he asked earning a low growl from Mark.

"As far as inferiority blacks are at the bottom whites at the top. Asians, Latins, Arabs somewhere in the middle."

"What about Jews? When did you start hating us? We're not that much of the population of prisons..." Dave said. "Or did your little buddies on 1488 get you hating us?"

"Jews? It's like a sickness."

"How is Judaism a sickness?"

"Take sexuality. Before I went to prison...I wasn't as awake myself so I gotta ask. You ever fuck a Jewish girl?"

"What?" Dave asked.

"I know a lot of you Bullshitters are oil drillers. I don't get it. Every one of you are white guys that like punk rock but yet you fuck black women where are you finding black chicks that like punk rock?" he asked with a raised brow.

"Everyone likes rock, maybe not punk rock, but you'll find your sound if you dig deep enough." Mark let out with a smile. "Besides you gonna deny the love of a black woman, even your president has a thing for them."

"I didn't vote for him." He shot back in anger.

"Do you bullshitters even listen to the music cause if I was a nigger lover I wouldn't wanna hear that twerk music bullshit."

"You can't appreciate a big ass cause most of your bitches don't have one..." Stated Marrick.

"Twerking is a black thing. Any girl that does it is either a wigger or she's another minority that probably dates one of them. She's not trying to attract an Aryan by doing that. And if she is by extension trying to attract an Aryan or even a mestizo kyke or Asian then it's one that's spent too much time in the ghetto. You're never gonna find an educated Aryan, Asian or mestizo that likes twerking or a woman from any of those races that date their own...":

"Well that we can agree on." Mark pointed out with a chuckle. "I don't like twerk music, or club music in general but you gotta enjoy what it brings on." He continued with a smile. "You really gonna sit here and deny that all races don't like watching a woman swing her hips. Just because you fuckers thought it was a sin for women to show their ankles doesn't mean the rest of us are like that." He replied in anger.

"Yeah, I've fucked one or two up in Dockington. Not around here. Why?"

"Ever notice anything?" Asked Nick.

"Like what?"

"Jewish girls love to give head. And Jewish men love to get it."

"Everybody loves to get it..." Stated Dave with an eye roll.

"Yeah but Jews are obsssessed with it. Wanna know why? Because a Jew is essentially female. Real men...white Christian we make them come with our cocks. But a Jewish man doesn't like to penetrate and thrust. He can't assert himself in that way. Oral sex is technically a perversion you know that right? So once a woman has been with a Jewish man, she's ruined. She never wants to be with a normal partner again."

"So the Jew is a better lover?" Chuckled Dave.

"I never said that. I said he likes to give pleasure. That's actually a weakness."

"All right so it's not that the Jew runs the media..it's that we're perverted?"

"No the Jew absolutely runs the media but they carry out the same principals they display in sexuality. They undermine traditional life. They tear out the roots. Real people derive it's genius from the the sun from the sea, the soil this is how they know themselves. The Jew has no land."

"We have Isreal..." Dave said with shock at what he was saying considering him stupid.

"Those aren't Jews."

"Of course they're Jews."

"The Isrealis are a secular society. They no longer need Judaism because they have soil. The real Jew is a wanderer he's a nomad he has no roots and no attachment. He universalizes everything. He can't handle a hammer and a nail so all he can do is buy and sell and manipulate markets. He takes the life of a people and roots it out. Take the greatest Jewish minds ever. Marx, Freud, Einstein. What have they given us? Communism, infantile sexuality and the atom the three centuries it took them to emerge from the ghettos of Europe they've ripped us out of a world of order and reason they've thrown us into a chaos of class warfare, unnatural urges, relativity, into a world where the very existence of matter and meaning is in question. Why? Because it's the deepest desire of the Jewish soul to pull at the very fabric of society until there's nothing left. They want nothing but nothingness. Without end."

"Dude if you wanted to just explain to us why you don't like head, all you had to do was tell us someone bit you and you took it to serious." Marrick let out earning chuckles from the group.

Dillinger looked to the rest of them. "Let's get what we came for. There's no reason to stick around here. This isn't where our empire is..." He cut the three leaf clover tattoo off the gang dropouts chest. Eddie growled in pain and he dug deeper with the blade. "I want you to know...this hurts you more than it hurts me..."

He proceeded to cut off his lighting bolt tattoos peeling the skin off little by little. "You have impure blood..." Dillinger glared as he watched him bleed. Eddie growled with agony. "Get back here you coward! You're gonna let these assholes do your job for you?!"

"If there's one thing I know about their kind is they'll think up something more barbaric than I can."

"I can't say i agree with the man's rhetoric especially historically speaking but tonight he's right..."

Mark began to cut his back and Eddie growled, "ARGHHHHHH! YOU FUCK!" As he cut the family crest tattoo off his back. Mark growled, "You fucked up when you touched my girls..."

Eddie spat blood at him. "You can do whatever you want to me, bitch. I may not have gotten to fuck her...but I tasted your girl...hey...when you kiss her on the lips tell me ho Collin Moriarty's jizz tastes? Cause it aint about who she left him for..it's about whose sloppy seconds you got..." Eddie chuckled. Mark punched him with a hard left. Eddie cackled spitting more blood. "Better yet...no matter how much she bathes..when you go to suckle on those supple tits of hers...or slap her ass...you'll always remember my hand was on her ass. I was close..and with her tits you'll notice a smell...my..stinking breath...stuck there for life..."

He then said, "You can have my finger...it'll smell like your girlfriend. I'd like to think her pussy smell changed just a little bit...with fear something you've never felt with a girl. Just like animals taste different when they're scared...I bet she did too..."

Mark smiled. "All that meat...I forgot my New Arcadian hot sauce..." He poured it into the man's wounds and Eddie roared with agony.

"Everybody mask up. We're going live!" Joaquin announced and everybody did.

"This is still a bad idea putting this on the internet..."

"We're being true to his character. And after the first video like what we're gonna do to this puto they're gonna say it's fake. And the juras aint gonna find a shred of evidence.

Mark could feel his heart pound with excitement but he was uneasy about the fact that Neto had selected this place for his death. It made him wonder what he knew and what he was thinking. But he couldn't let Neto know he feared this.

Gina and Gata and Chela and Neto arrived at Eddie's legs and took his pants off. "You do some meth right? One ice head to another..."

"I've indulged..." Eddie said with a smile. "Why you offering?"

"You ever watch a video called BME Pain Olympics?"

"Nope. Sounds fun..."

"Good...this will all be new to you..." He blasted the song Teething by Deftones to have a metal song playing much like the BME Pain Olympics and made a cut on each ball on either side of his sack and Gata and Chela ripped his right ball out pulling the skin and tissue out piece by piece. Eddie roared like a wounded bear. Gina cut into the other and removed it but she was already crushing his grape in her nails before even removing the testicle.

They ripped through his scrotum like paper. Gata had an idea. She took his right stone and shoved it down his throat. "SWALLOW IT..." She commanded. He resisted but she punched him three times until he opened his mouth and she shoved it down there.

Mai and Gina did the same with the scowled at Eddie and dumped the sauce into his open genital wounds again. He let out a roar.

Marrick returned. He and Dave had something. "I Baptize you in the name of the father, the son and the holy spirit..." They poured battery acid all over Eddie's head and it melted the skin. He roared in agony, "MOTHERFUCKERRRRRRRRRS! I'LL KILL YOU ALLLLLLLL!"

H Bomb had a pair of steak knives. "This is for G Note..." He began to slice his chest up with them like a chef on one of those shows and then he brought one to his neck. "And my SON!" He began to saw through his head little by little with the steak knifes at the neck. He began to slice through the neck tissue down to the throat. He began to cut deeper and deeper and he watched the blood spray.

Eddie began to choke on his own blood but he kept cutting deeper. Through the sinew, through arteries through bone. Neto shook his head. "Fuck, fool just use this...just this once..." He handed him his machete as Eddie was still alive but gurgling on blood sounding like a cow that had been strangled and was choking on its own blood.

H Bomb with a few hacks of the machete held his severed dripping head.

"Allahu ackbar..." H Bomb breathed.

2 Hours Later

Neto was at a motel with Gata and Chela. With some marijuana he was able to calm their nerves but there was a knock at the door. Neto answered with his Glock just inside the door. Mark was outside it. "You can put the artillery away. I come in peace."

He came out and Chela growled, "Are you fuckin serious, Neto?!" She got off the bed. "That's the motherfucker that killed Pajaro!"

"News flash. He tried to kill me. He was in my city."

"That was after your fucked up crew came to Rancho guns blazing!"

"Then you should really be blaming Neto for that..."

She cocked her own pistol and aimed at Mark's head. "You could have just shot him but you had to do him like that? We didn't even know who you were. Nata, that kid that died didn't do shit. Neto's business is Neto's business.."

"Neto's business got people killed. It's collateral damage. It happens in war..."

She was about to shoot him but Neto said, "Stop...calmate../."

"Are you serious, Ikal? This bitch killed Pajaro and now you're friends with him?! You should be killing him the way we did Eddie."

"You didn't have a problem with it when we all took him apart...together..." Mark said.

"That was there. We just came back here to get rested up before going home..." Gata growled.

"Look I helped you get out of there alive. It might have been Neto and that other guy Hayako that got there first but we did thin out a lot of Eddie's numbers. So I helped ya'll as much as Neto helped Allison and Ren..."

"I don't give a fuck about you or your bitches you piece of shit!" She lunged at him but Neto stopped her.

"If you feel strong enough about it come after me. But you better shoot straighter than Pajaro did. Sometimes one shot is all you get..."

"I will..." She growled. "And I'm gonna kill that redheaded bitch too."

Gata told her, "Look just go inside take a shower..." She did but she was in tears. She whispered to Chela, "Te ayudaré si decides hacerlo."

(I'll help you if you decide to do it.)

"Look..you two go inside...I'm gonna be back...we'll get outta here soon..." He shut the door and stepped out. "I thought you said you came in peace?" Neto asked in an accusing tone.

"I did I can't control the way she reacted. I aint even gonna trip that she said what she said about Ali but you need to make sure she never tries that. Cause that shit today...that was too close. I do owe you one. I would have even said we should be square cause of getting those two out of there but Ren was there and that made it mean I owed you another one. And on top of that you helped get Ali back too. So that's two I owe you. That aint why i'm here though. Marrick gave me this and said not to watch it until I saw you. He said you wanted to watch it with me. Said him and you did something. Before I got here. He said that you said if I respected what you did for Ali, I wouldn't watch it so I didn't."

Neto hit play on the smart phone. It was him and Marrick walking into a gay BSDM club. Outside of it was some anti gay Christians yelling at some drag queens with rainbow hair and men walking around in lingerie. "Fuck, man..I thought Los Santos had some flaming fags, homes! Is this what southern decadence means?"

"Hey you asked to come out here, dog..."

A redneck preacher wearing a black t shirt that said Anal sex= prolapsed butt hole with the words in rainbow flag colors was screaming into a megaphone, "Homo, sodomite, faggot, pervert!" The man barked into the megaphone, "Okay, this thing's working..." Referring to the megaphone.

This earned a loud laugh out of Mark. "God I hate a man with a megaphone but I wish I could have been there for that. Why you take my brother there instead of me? If I'd have known you swung that way you could have brought me along for this shit. I'm a little more tolerant than he is. Then again maybe you outted him..." He joked.

The redneck with the megaphone yelled to a gay man, "We're here to take out the trash and the trash is Y-O-U. Pack up your bags and move to Europe with all the Muslims! Pack up your bags and go to Europe where all the nasty homos are raping each other with all the Muslims!"

"You should know, puto! Your ancestors came from there and did all that shit!" Neto called out.

"Oh go back to your wine enemas you fuckin heathen!" Growled the redneck preacher.

Marrick heckled the man, "Hey bruh are you low key wearing that shirt with rainbow colors just so you could get away with wearing it to have niggas think you aint gay but really you are?!"

"That RAINBOW BELONGS TO GOD!" The man with the megaphone bellowed towards Marrick.

Neto turned to Marrick in the video. "See that wannabe fat bald fucker? He was with that redneck puto at the border back in San Andreas saying that the Aztecs were savages and the redneck puto was saying how we should thank the white man for bringing us Jesus. These putos travel around the country and disrupt gay and Muslim and Jewish festivals to tell people they're going to hell. That's Ruben Israel..." Ruben Israel was an overweight Hispanic man who often told people he was chicano but he looked like a white guy with a tan and was likely an actual Hispanic and not Raza at all.

Mark turned to Neto, "Maybe if we can keep the peace between you and me we should go interrupt them interrupting the festivals..." He said with a chuckle.

In the video a fat white guy yelled out, "Hey it's all love, baby!"

"THERE'S NOTHING LOVING ABOUT RIPPING OPEN THE RECTUM OF ANOTHER HUMAN BEING!" Bellowed the redneck preacher. As he said this a gay man in a blue tank top and pink shorts bent over and started fingering his own asshole mockingly through his shorts. "THERE'S NOTHING LOVING ABOUT GIVING ANOTHER MAN AN STD! ONE IN THREE PEOPLE OF THE SEXUALLY ACTIVE PEOPLE WALKING DOWN BRANDY STREET HAS A SEXUALLY TRANSMITTED DISEASE..." He narrowly dodged a rock thrown at him and didn't miss a beat. He pointed at one gay man and said, "THAT'S ONE TWO THREE...CLAYMDIA...ONE TWO THREE...H-I-V."

"IF YOU KEEP TAKING PENISES UP THE RECTUM EVENTUALLY YOU'RE NOT GONNA BE ABLE TO HOLD BACK THE POO POO!" The preacher put his hands on both butt cheeks and did a shaking motion as if he was a gay man about to shit himself but it was an effeminate ass swing.

One gay man threw a bottle at the anti gay protestors. It didn't hit anybody but the glass that exploded hit a few people's legs."YOU'RE A DOMESTIC TERRORIST! ALL HOMOSEXUALS ARE DOMESTIC TERRORISTS!"

A crowd of black people both men and women enjoying their drinks on the sidewalk started chanting at the anti gay Christians, "Get the fuck out! Get the fuck out! Get the fuck out!"

Some of the white straight and gay people started chanting with them as the anti gay protestors walked down Brandy Street. A gay man wearing hardly anything but black straps walked out with his bare white ass showing in front of the protestors and this earned laughter from the white and black onlookers but one of the Christians shoved him growling, "Get your ass out of here."

The man with the megaphone growled, "YOU SICK NASTY FAGGOT! YOU'RE GONNA BURN IN HELL AND YOU DESERVE IT."

The big guy who had said it's all love approached the fat bald guy saying, "You know ya'll have your free speech and I'm down with that but this is some hateful shit..."

"No it's not..." The "Preacher" said.

"Look man, I'm straight! But you? You stand out here like you're a bad ass motherfucker hoping HOPING somebody starts some shit. But I'm hoping YOU do..."

"Not gonna happen..." The street preacher said with a smug grin.

"You don't think anal sex is good do you?"

"No it's not good. That's not the purpose."

"Have you ever fucked your old lady in the ass?"

"No. We wouldn't do that. That's why you're here with them."

"I fucked your old lady in the ass..." The man responded.

"Watch your language!" Bellowed a Christian.

"You fuckin shut your ass! These people are out here laughing having a good time! Thy don't come to your redneck church and fuckin talk shit!" The straight ally growled yelling in Christian man's face.

Neto and Marrick finally went into the club.

"Oooh how did you know I like dark roast coffee?" Asked an aggressive gay white man with white frosted tips for hair standing 5'9 and he looked at Neto and said, "But I do love some Colombian roast too!"

Marrick turned to Neto. "This is already getting weird..."

Neto approached the bartender and put on a lisp. "I'm looking for a couple of hard dicks. Leather, lace all of it. Me and my boo here..."

"Nigga you better get the fuck outta here with that..." Marrick growled.

"Oh don't listen to him. He puts on that macho front but he's a total bottom. He squeals like a leaking balloon!" Neto let out an effeminate laugh and the man with frosted tips laughed too. Marrick glared at both. "Babe... Marrick said playing along. "I told you my folks don't know yet. Southern Baptists don't play that shit!"

"Oh honey you need to become Catholic and just join the clergy..." Stated the frosted tips guy.

Neto then said, "So listen amigo...have a friend he's this old queen from a different generation he's only been out of the closet a few years and he's a major bottom and a sub. He needs one last ride with some strange dick."

"What's the occasion?" Lisped the bartender.

"He's getting married...needs a bachelor party. He found himself a ball and chain...no not that kind but there will be plenty of that too. But he's gonna be with one man for the rest of his life and he wants a fourway. With his boo and with two strangers. There's a finders fee for anyone that can recommend them."

"I think I can help you out..." The man said and Marrick flashed $1000. They approached the men and discussed payment and then just supplied the address.

They then left and Neto walked up and punched the bald man in the throat. He then walked up to the man with the megaphone and wrestled it from him. "I KNEW YOU WERE A SODOMITE! HOW COULD YOU NOT BE WHEN YOU COME FROM A PEOPLE THAT HAD WINE ENEMAS?! YOU'LL LOVE HELL CAUSE SATAN'S GONNA BE REAMING YOU NON STOP!" Neto punched him in the stomach and took the megaphone from him and Marrick followed up as Neto punched him in the face, Marrick kicked him in the side saying, "You the type of bitch to call a motherfucker a nigger then when we whoop your ass say this proves we're violent animals!"

A Mexican American, a black American and another white American among the Christians rushed Marrick but Marrick threw punches at the three of them but with the weight of the three of them tackling him he fell to the ground. Marrick got up as Neto kicked one of the men before he could assault Marrick. A few people up top on one of the balcony bars threw bottles at the anti gay protestors as well and since three of them had rushed Marrick, the black onlookers got involved and started chasing the protestors.

Neto took a swing at the bald hate preacher as well and Marrick did the same. The man tried to tackle Neto but Marrick punched him in the right side of the neck. The man fell over nearly fainting. "I'll be seeing you back in Los Santos, BITCH..." Neto warned as he and Marrick stood over him.

The police soon arrived and Neto and Marrick, both unscathed, used the chaos to get up the street. The gays and gay allies still harassed the protestors but now they were hiding behind the NAPD. There had been some present but due to the crowd now, they couldn't get to Neto or Marrick so they just kept an further hostilities at bay.

Neto skipped through the rest of the video but stopped until the last minute. There were two gimps both of them sodomizing Eddie who was crying out but had his mouth gagged. "What the fuck?!" Mark cried. Neto and Marrick were putting silencers on pistols. "All right that's enough faggotry for one day..." Neto said and he put a bullet in the head of one gimp and Marrick shot the other one.

"I've seen you punish rape with rape before and some people might say that makes you just as bad as the rapists but you just sent a nigga to Iran as a transgender I mean to me...it's fucked up bit I don't think it's the same but damn... you got these fools to do that under false pretense?"

"Yeah where else was I gonna find a rapist to punish him with rape on such short notice?"

"How did you convince them that he wanted to be double penetrated anally?!"

"They did that on their own. That plus the spoon up the ass. But you know...I took three rapists out that day. Well I took out two. We all took out the third. They did this to him for about a eight hours. On and off give or take."

"Man, fuck you for making me watch that bullshit. That's fuckin disturbing the places your mind goes."

"Really? He was gonna rape my girlfriend and my homegirl. And two of yours. Fuckin dyed haired though. You really do have a type."

"Pussy is pussy."

"Come on even you don't believe that. I've never been outside Raza and I know that's bullshit. You can't tell me that getting with somebody that looked like your wife is gonna be the same in bed as somebody like Ren. Just doesn't work that way."

"But that's culture not race. Besides...maybe when it's all over and she's recovered from her trauma she'd dress like a geisha..."

"Or paint you up like one..." Neto shot back.

"Now wouldn't that be something..."

Mark sighed, "I can't say I agree with your methods. I was good with the castration. Mai...she showed a ruthless side too I know ya'll are beefing too so I'm shocked you let her participate but not Lee. Still...you made him suffer. I would have played a more convincing gay guy though. Not cause I'm gay I'm just not homophobic. Nice touch with the lisp though. And here I thought I was the most ruthless Roman."

Neto replied," Well El Negro Pistolero...the bible says an eye for an eye a tooth for a tooth and a prolapsed rectum for a prolapsed rectum..." He cackled at Mark as he got out of the car.

Neto said as he got ready to leave him, "We got more than one copy but that one's yours. You can keep it. I know you're probably gonna want to destroy it and you should but you'll probably be tempted to show the rest of your comaradas what we did."

He walked back but he could see in his peripheal that Mark was looking in the rear view at the smart phone. He involuntarily burst out laughing. He doubted that Mark would show the BSU the rape he would probably just tell them about it and more than likely, Ali and Ren wouldn't want to see what was done to Eddie but he knew there was no way Mark wouldn't show the BSU the part with Neto and Marrick encountering the anti gay protest plus the gay bondage bar.

Ivan

The Iron Curtain Calls

"Are you ready?" He turned to Clyde and Slim who put on their own baklavas as he, Grisha, Natasha, Tavit Mardak, Israel and Daniel masked up and readied their weapons.

Clyde nodded. "Let's go..." He said holding up the M3.

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That's it for this chapter I had more that I wanted to put out there but this was a long chapter and I wanted to get the Eddie saga closed.

So yeah off the bat what Neto did was pretty fucked up. He still believes himself morally superior cause he didn't sexually touch Eddie and in a way he kinda is but it is a fucked up thing but really it's a rapist and given what Eddie did does anybody really care? It was kind of meant as a shocker thing anway that Neto not only hired the gimps to do that but then killed them for it later.

I mean also Neto killing said rapists is based on the fact that while rape towards men isn't seen as bad as rape towards women i would say both are fucked up but we are conditioned to think one is worse but anyway the gimp scene is based on Pulp Fiction but also it's the fact that a lot of people would say a rapist of a woman in prison getting raped by other men is justice in some people's eyes but nobody would want those rapists out on the streets either and would likely want them dead. In a way i don't know why but Neto shooting the two gimps after using them seems like something Stewie Griffin would do.

As far as the fact that Neto did make it seem like Eddie was into it to get them to rape i mean they did know he wasn't into it and they didn't care. They decided to rape him for real cause they saw all the tattoos.

This will be the last rape scene shown in here and really it wasn't a scene it was more show than tell. Originally I was going to have them all shove grenades up Eddie's ass and then shoot it but I think this way may be better just have him get tortured so many different ways and then have H Bomb finish him.

As for that scene with Neto and Marrick outside the gay club on Brandy street that is based on a video on youtube where his racist street preacher Ruben Isreal who says he cant be racist cause he's Hispanic hes Chicano (Meanwhile he really did say those things about the Aztecs and he doesnt look brown to me he looks Mediterranean IE white just a tan white guy) and that redneck preacher whose name i don't know did say a bunch of racist pro genocide shit at a San Diego lowrider show and he assumed that because some people were in cholo get up he was saying that they're gang members and this and that and the redneck guy was saying how they have priests that are perverts and yet both praised that the Aztecs were destroyed by the Spanish but the Spaniards were Catholic so that's retarded.

Then again he has another video where he goes against some Hebrew Isrealites so it's idiot vs idiot.

If you want to see that video it's pretty funny just look up Ruben Israel Homophobia and Southern Decadence. They're harassing gay people on Bourbon Street around what looks to be Mardi Gras. Honestly, me writing it down here doesn't do it justice. The actual video is funnier. And yes they really are wearing shirts with those slogans in rainbow flags. Apperently these guys do get attacked a lot physically too. And asked to leave by the police.

I figured with Chela and Gata and their rage at Mark nothing is gonna come of it for different reasons and Neto and Gata and Chela will be talking about that next chapter. As far as this chapter I couldn't have done it without Zilla 2000 who actually wrote the chase of Eddie and Duchamp on the boat so I wanted to thank hi I mean i could have written it but it wouldn't have been as good. I had to obviously not show him everything so it wouldn't be a full on spoiler but yeah. Still he wrote a huge portion of this chapter and some of the dialogue.

As far as the job that Ivan is doing I'll show the setup for that next chapter but I think Iron Curtain Call is a pretty good mission name for a Bravta/Russian mob themed mission.

Also Nick is a new character visually based on Noel Fisher. And Hayako from my Carpe Diem story appeared here because I haven't shown it yet but he will be a crime associate of Eddie and his brother Morgan in that story since it's a prequel. The reason why beyond helping with Eddie why he is shown here will be explained next chapter. He's not gonna die but I'll probably only show him this chapter and the next. Beyond that I'm not sure I'd have much more purpose for him.

I don't know what else I can say. See ya next time.