OH MY LORD I am so sorry for the amount of time this took. Seven nearly eight months? Holy shit. Soorry, I've been caught up heavily with school stuff and plus I had to rewrite this again, just oh my gosh I'm so sorry. I just needed a break, didn't know it'd take this long, but at least I'm back now and will be able to upload frequently now that summer is coming up in a month.

Anyway, I just wanted to say one thing even though it's a month late. Happy 1 Year together bitches! I can't believe it's been an entire year since I've began this story and thank you for sticking with me through it, I seriously appreciate it you don't even know.

One last thing before I start the story. For the past few months I've been working on another story, or revamping at least. It'll be set in the Assassin's Creed universe and only one follower, RedRose85 has read the original, and imo it wasn't really good. So look out for that when it's out soon. Anyway, enjoy the chapter.

Trevor

2:00 PM

Trevor heard knocking on the guest house he was sleeping in at Tao's estate. He didn't care about who it was and went back to sleep.

"Trevor, it's me, Tao. It's time."

Trevor's eyes opened and he quickly shot up from the bed and to the door. He opened the door and Tao walked in.

"Good morning, Trevor."

"Morning. Something you need?"

Tao turned toward him, "You haven't forgot about what we talked about, did you?"

Suddenly, Trevor remembered what he was talking about.

"Oh. Oh shit, yeah. The job."

"Yeah, the job." Tao walked back out, "I'll give you time to get ready and come into the main house for breakfast. Okay?"

"Okay." Tao walked out of the guest house and back to his house. Trevor looked at the clock for the time and saw that the time was 2:00, which didn't surprise him considering he usually wakes up around this time.

He headed out of the guest house and to the regular house for the breakfast Tao promised.

Yesterday

Franklin

Ding

Franklin awoke to the sound of his phone going off as he got a message. He slowly moved his arm to the dresser where the phone was laying. He picked up the phone and turned it on. The bright light strained Franklin's eyes as he looked at the screen. He turned down the brightness and looked at the notification. It was a text message. He clicked on the icon and took him to the message board.

"Meet me tomorrow 5:00 pm inside the movie theater in Old Bullworth Vale, behind the screen of the 'Meltdown' movie. DO NOT BRING ANYTHING THAT CONNECTS BACK TO YOU, INCLUDING YOUR PHONE."

Franklin didn't exactly know who it was, but he had suspicion it was Tao. To confirm his suspicion the name of the receiving person changed from unknown to "You know who this is." And he was fairly certain on what it was about, too.

"Fuck me," Franklin whispered, not to wake up Floyd.

He tossed his phone on the bed and laid back down, going back to sleep. He may have tossed and turned for awhile, but he went back to sleep.

Present

It was two hours into lunch. The first class went by quick since all Franklin was thinking about was the meeting with Tao later on. His mood must've been showing greatly considering Lamar asked him about it.

"You alright?"

Franklin came back to reality and blinked a few times.

"Y-yeah, I'm fine, just thinking about school."

"What's the problem?"

"Math, it's fucking difficult, and for no reason," he lied.

"Well, I could help you, it happens to be my favorite subject."

"Thanks for the consideration," he said, taking a bite of an apple.

"So, what's the deal with Steve. He still messing with you?"

"Well it's only been a day so it's too early to tell, but since none of his goons have tried to kick my ass today I guess not."

"That's strange, usually when a situation like this happens they'd try to avenge their leader."

"Well they're probably scared of me now, I mean I did beat up every single one of them."

"Well you know what this means, right?"

"What?"

"Since you've taken out one of the clique leaders the other cliques will probably be on you."

"Well they can bring it, I don't care. I'm not scared of any of them."

"Alright, just be safe."

Franklin took another bite of his apple and looked at his phone. He unlocked his phone and it went to the message that Tao sent him. He put his phone down and put his face in his hand as he started to feel butterflies in his stomach. He nearly puked.

"Hey y'all," Floyd said, sitting next to Lamar.

"Hey, Floyd. Where have you been?"

"With Debra."

"I forgot about her, how are things with her?"

"It's going well."

Lamar laughed, "What do you mean how things are going? He's not even dating her."

Franklin began laughing, which kind of aggravated Floyd.

"Shut up, Lamar. Y'know you shouldn't talk about girls, especially with your secret crush on that Gionna girl."

"Keep your voice down!"

"Wow, Lamar. I didn't know you were in to girls. I mean, I didn't think you were gay, but I didn't know you thought about girls."

"Of course I do, I'm sixteen, it's normal for Pete's sake!"

"Nobody's judging you, dude."

"Doesn't feel like it."

Floyd chuckled, "Well speak of the Devil."

All of them turned to the entrance of the Cafeteria and saw a small girl enter.

"Geez Lamar, I didn't know you were in to the younger kids, maybe we should attach a stranger danger sign to you," Franklin teased.

"Shut up, she's our age. She's in our grade, and she's not that short."

"I'm just playin', she's pretty. Why not talk to her?"

"Are you out of your mind, I can't do that, it's too awkward, I don't know what to say."

"If Floyd could talk to Debra, I'm sure you can talk to Gionna. We'll help you."

"No."

"But-"

"No!"

Franklin sighed, "Alright Lamar, when you're ready."

"Thank you."

"Okay, well I'm ready to go. What about you?"

"Yeah, I'm ready."

"Alright," Franklin said, getting up and walking toward Gionna's table.

"Franklin what are you doing?"

"You said you're ready."

"Franklin, don't!"

Franklin continued to walk toward her table.

"Oh shit!" Lamar said, grabbing his stuff and running out of the room.

Franklin walked to her table and leaned on it.

"Excuse me, you Gionna?"

"Depends on who's asking."

"My name's Franklin."

"Okay Franklin, something you need?"

"Just one thing, I have a friend that likes you."

"And who is this friend?"

"His name's Lamar."

She raised an eyebrow, "Davis?"

"Yeah, him. What do you think of him?"

"I think a lot of things about him, but that's a little personal. But he's cute, seems nice. But I'm not really looking for anything right now."

"Hm, alright then," he turned to walk away.

"Hey, Franklin."

He turned around, "Yeah?"

"Thanks for beating up that asshat, Steve. He deserved it."

He chuckled, "Oh, you saw that?"

"Yeah, nearly everybody in school saw that?"

"That's nice to know, and don't mention this conversation to Lamar, please."

"Only because you said please."

"Thanks."

He walked back to the table where he saw Floyd sitting alone.

"What, Lamar ran off?"

"Uh huh."

"Coward, so what's up with you? Got put in a locker by any of Steve's goons?"

"No, surprisingly I haven't."

"You think it has something to do with the fight with Steve?"

"Probably, I wouldn't doubt it."

At that moment the bell rang, letting them know it was time for class.

"Come on," Franklin said. They walked out of the Cafeteria and to the top floor where their Music class was since it was E day. They saw the line up ahead.

"Lamar doesn't seem to be there, I wonder where he is," Floyd said.

"Probably hiding in his locker or something," Franklin laughed.

They arrived at the line. A minute or two later the teacher, Miss Peters, came and opened the door.

"Hello students, I hope you studied those notes for homework."

Most of the students in the line sighed because they didn't do their homework.

"Fuck, I forgot," Franklin said.

"Language, Mr. Clinton."

"Sorry."

Lamar

Ten Minutes Later

Ten minutes into class while everyone was learning additional songs to read on the music sheets, Lamar came in late, prompting everyone to stare at him.

"Mr. Davis, it's quite odd to see that you're late, where have you been?"

He quickly thought of something, "I ate some of Edna's food for lunch and felt sick, I've been in the bathroom the whole time."

The whole class began to laugh, "Uh huh, all right, Lamar. Take your seat, next time get a pass."

"Yes, ma'am."

She turned her attention back to the class, "Anyways class, the quarter note only lasts for one beat..."

Lamar began walking to his seat, which was by Franklin's. He looked at Franklin who was giving him a look to let him know he was calling his claim bullshit. He diverted his attention away from Franklin and to his seat. He sat down and immediately started to pay attention. He could hear Franklin whispering his name trying to get his attention. After the fourth try he decided to see what he wanted.

Lamar turned around, "What?"

"Since when do you eat Edna's food?"

"Ever since you talked to you know who and had to hide to avoid confrontation."

"I didn't actually talk to her."

"Yes, you did."

"No, I swear I didn't."

"I don't believe you," he turned back around.

"Lamar...Lamar..." Franklin gave up on calling him and decided to pay attention to the teacher.

Later

It was the end of class and the bell was about to ring. Lamar pretended to look around the room but in reality he was looking at Gionna, who was staring at the clock waiting for the bell to ring. He had to clarify that whatever Franklin said was not one bit true.

"Lamar," Franklin said.

"What do you want now?"

"I told you I didn't talk to her."

"I don't believe you."

"You can ask Floyd."

"I don't believe you."

Brrring

"Okay class, have a good day," Miss Peters said as the bell rang.

Lamar watched as Gionna got up and made her way toward the door. He stood up as well and began to walk after her.

"Hey, Gionna!"

She turned around to face him, her hazel eyes staring into his made him nervous.

"Oh, hey Lamar. What's up?"

"Whatever Franklin told you it's not true."

"What?"

"What Franklin said when he talked to you at lunch, it's not true."

She seemed confused, "Uh, Franklin never talked to me at lunch."

"W-what?"

"Franklin didn't talk to me today. Matter of fact, I've never talked to him at all."

Lamar looked back at Franklin, who was giving him a "I told you so" shrug.

"Oh," he said, dumfounded, "My God this is embarrassing," he thought.

"Well sorry to bother you," he began to walk off.

"Hey, Lamar."

He turned, "Yeah?"

"What did you say? What you thought Franklin told me?"

"Oh that's not important, it's best if you not know," he turned back and quickly walked out of the classrom.

Gionna gave a little smile as she turned toward Franklin and nodded. He nodded back.

Franklin

It was almost 5:00 and Franklin was on his way toward the movie theater in Old Bullworth Vale, he was already across the small bridge connecting Bullworth Academy to Old Bullworth Vale. He was hesitant but was walking quickly at the same time, which was redundant.

"Franklin!" someone called from behind him. He turned around to see Tanisha on the other side of the bridge jogging toward him.

"Tanisha, haven't seen you in a while, what you up to?"

"I was actually looking for you."

"Oh really? What's up?"

"I was wondering if you want to see a movie later on today?"

He's going to the theater, but not for a movie.

"I would but I'm kinda busy with something really important."

"Oh...well okay. How about tomorrow?"

"Sure, we'll go tomorrow," if he made it to tomorrow.

"Okay cool, I'll see you later then," she said, giving Franklin a hug.

"Later, Franklin," she began walking off.

"Later," he continued to make his way toward the movie theater. He eventually got there five minutes later and saw a line waiting at the box office. Instead of waiting in line he just went to the door and walked inside.

"Excuse me, kid. You can't go in there you have to buy a ticket first."

Franklin ignored his warning and continued to enter. He looked around the movie theater. It was pretty old fashioned, there were multiple doors with the title of the movies playing in that door over them. There was a concession stand where you could get food at, like a normal movie theater. He looked for the door where the movie "Meltdown" was playing and went inside.

He walked through the small hall and up the walkway where he saw the seats, not that many people inside. He walked down the aisle and to the door and walked inside, seeing Tao and a few people, presumably his bodyguards, but there was one other guy that looked pretty normal, except for the fact he looked like a drug addict.

"Ah, there you are Franklin, I was wondering where you were," Tao said, looking at his watch. He pulled something from his pocket and tossed it at Franklin. He caught it and looked to see that it was an earpiece.

"I want you to meet somebody," he pointed at the somewhat normal guy and walked him over, "This is Trevor, one of the guys that'll be with you on this 'job' if you'd say."

"Tao, can't we just skip all of the bullshit introductions?" Trevor said.

"Hey, I just want to make everyone her familiar with each other and build trust."

"Yeah, whatever," Trevor stuck his hand out and Franklin reluctantly shook it. Trevor shook it a little too long prompting Franklin to pull away.

"So, uh, what's the plan here?" Franklin asked.

"I'll explain that when everyone is here," he looked at his watch again, "Who should be here any minute."

It was a while before anyone else showed up, Franklin leaning against a wall and playing with his fingers to avoid awkwardness. Sooner or later the door opened, a man walking through. He looked pretty young, about in his early-mid twenties, his head was shaved; but he appeared to be balding anyway he had minor facial hair and thick black glasses. He was wearing a dirty old apron over a black shirt with large red letters; Franklin couldn't make out what the shirt said due to the apron covering it.

"Chef!?" Trevor said, rising up from the table he was sitting on. The man looked at Trevor, eyes widening. "Trevor?" he asked, rhetorically of course, considering Trevor was right there looking at him.

Trevor rushed over to the man Franklin knew as "Chef" with his arm cocked back, ready to swing; Chef did the same. The both of them slapped their hands together loudly; pulling each other in for a tight hug.

"Trevor, you're part of this?" Chef asked, "I heard what happened to the Townies, I'm sorry."

Trevor nodded, "It's all right, I'm gonna make that fucker Johnny pay for what he's done. Him and the rest of those greaseball fucks."

"Good," Chef replied. He looked at Tao, who was standing behind Trevor, watching them. "Hey, Tao."

Chef stepped forward toward Tao, leading the both of them to shake hands. "Nice to see you made it," Tao said.

"I wouldn't miss this for anything, to take from that pretentious, stuck up school."

Tao laughed a bit before putting a hand on Chef's shoulder and leading him toward Franklin. "Come, let me introduce you to someone."

Tao pointed at Franklin, who tried his best to avert his gaze from the two to make it seem like he was occupied with something else, which most likely didn't work.

"This is Franklin, one of your other partners on this job."

Franklin glanced at Chef's face and wasn't surprised by the look of confusion that was plastered on it. Franklin was young, he was fifteen after all, but especially too young to be doing what he was about to do; Franklin felt a slight flush of embarrassment flush over his face.

"What the hell...?" Chef said, lowly to the point that anyone couldn't hear, but Franklin did.

"Yeah, I know, I'm young," Franklin replied, looking away from them.

"Well," Tao said, "now that you're here, let's go over the plan."

He walked over to a long table that had three black bags on them. He reached over into one and pulled out what looked like clothing. Franklin's suspicion was correct, as Tao had pulled out what looked like three jumpsuits and three masks.

"Go on, put them on," Tao said. Trevor walked over to the table and lifted up a jumpsuit; It seemed to small for him as the legs were a little bit shorter, as well as the arms. Trevor looked over at Franklin, "I assume this is for you?" Trevor asked, tossing the jumpsuit at him.

"If you want to change in private there's a curtain over there," Tao said.

"No shame in getting changed in front of everyone," Trevor said. He pulled down his pants as everyone cringed at the fact that he wasn't wearing underwear.

"Same, just not on that level," Chef said, taking of the apron. But Franklin didn't change out of his clothes, just simply putting the jumpsuit on over his clothes. He saw people looking at him over his odd choice of doing things and decided to address it.

"What?" he asked, "Just incase we run from the cops we have something to change into."

"Now that everyone is changed," Tao started, "let's go over the plan, shall we?"

He walked over the table and picked up a board, setting it on the table. It appeared to be a blueprint, Franklin wasn't an expert on reading blueprints, but he noticed something familiar about the layout.

"This is a map of Bullworth Academy," he pointed at Franklin, "your school."

"What's so valuable at Bullworth that's worthy of stealing?" Franklin asked.

Tao looked at him, "Gold. The trophies that Bullworth has won over the last fifty or so year are made of real, pure gold. And due to its age it's worth a lot more than it was before."

He pointed to several marked areas on the blueprint. "These are the locations of security cameras across the main and second floor of the academy, as well as the basement. There's a prefect watching the cameras for anything suspicious."

He traced his finger along several paths of the basement, "These are the paths that the prefects walk, I can manage to have my guys put the camera feed on loop to fool the guard watching the camera; But due to some new software, we don't know for how long, so be alert and careful."

He switched the blueprint for a couple of pictures, the first showing Bullworth Academy. It was over by the parking lot, where the Bullies like to hang out; It was a picture of the basement door, which was circled. "You three are to enter here. My men will cause a distraction to ensure that you are not seen entering, but you need to be quick."

He changed pictures, this one being inside the basement. it was a picture of a vent inside of a fenced area surrounded by boxes. "Franklin, since you are the smallest of the group, you will enter here. It is pretty roomy, so you'll be able to move around with ease. He changed the picture to a photo of the outside of the main office, to the right of it was the trophy case.

"As you crawl through the vents, you will eventually run into the vent above the trophy case. Get out here, you'll be supplied with tools later."

He looked at Chef and Trevor, "And you two will make your way through the basement until you eventually reach the prefect guarding the cameras, if you take him out then you'll be free to do whatever you want, maybe help Franklin out with some patrolling guards? Any questions?"

Chef raised his hand, "Yeah, can I have that blueprint? Because I don't know Bullworth's basement well."

Tao flashed a smile, "Oh don't worry, Chef. There are no branching paths throughout the basement, everything is linear."

Chef nodded. Tao looked around for anymore questions before wrapping everything up. "All right, good," he said. He picked up one of the bags and tossed it to Franklin. This must've contained the tools, because it was pretty heavy and he heard something moving around. He looked inside to see a rope with a metal claw attached to the end of it, a key, bolt cutters, and what looked like a blunt object, which he perceived to be a weapon.

"Okay everybody, head out to the back door, there's a van waiting for you in the alley."

The three of them made their way out of the back of the movie theater and into the alley where a black van waited for them. A goon opened the back of the van and allowed them inside. Franklin was the first one inside, noticing three rubber masks on one of the benches.

"Those are to conceal your identity," said the goon. Of course; what else would they be used for?

Franklin took a mask, a brown pig; Trevor took a monkey mask with a cigar in it's mouth; the only one left was a dark grey goblin mask with sharp teeth coming out of the bottom row of its mouth, Chef obviously took that one.

"We'll be there shortly," said the goon. He closed the doors, leaving the three of them in awkward silence. The silence was broken by the sound of the engine starting up, and it soon pulling out of the alley. Franklin held onto the bench tightly as the van passed over a bump.

"So," Trevor said, "enough of this silent bullshit, why are you guys here?" He was looking at both Franklin and Chef, but more at Franklin.

"What's it to you?" Franklin replied. This seemed to have touched a nerve on Trevor as he was completely baffled and gave Franklin a sort of look that made him realize that he shouldn't have said that.

"Wha-what's it to me?" Trevor stuttered, angry. "We're about to commit a crime here kid, breaking and entering, I'm trusting you with my freedom, my liberty, and maybe even my life. So I think I have a fucking right to know."

When he put it like that, Franklin could see that Trevor was being completely logical about him wanting to know, because Franklin kind of also wants to know about them too.

"Tao saw some sort of potential with my fighting skill along with my short size, so I was threatened into joining this little dyfunctional squad. Happy?"

"Just fucking satisfied, and what about you Chef?"

"Tao's been wanting me as apart of his squad for awhile now, I just haven't been available during the time of his other jobs. But I am now."

"Same," Trevor said.

"So we all good now?" Franklin asked.

Trevor looked at him and gave him a smirk. "Yeah, homeboy. We all good now," he said, mocking Franklin.

"Whatever," Franklin replied, looking at the windows on the back doors. They were already half way there, going up the small bridge that was close to the car park entrance of the school. Franklin wished they hadn't talked so that he hadn't been distracted from the ride.

The van turned into the entrance of the car park and headed down the road. Franklin watched as the Girls' Dorm passed by swiftly and watched as thye car park gate passed them. They were now officially at Bullworth Academy.

They heard the goon get out of the van and head to the back and opened up the doors. He gestured for them to come out and they complied.

"All right, turn on your earpieces," said the goon. Franklin put his hand on the earpiece and felt for a button and pressed it. He heard sound coming from the other line.

"Hello?" Trevor said. All of them heard it in their ear.

"Ah. I was wondering when you guys would arrive," Tao said. "All right, you guys listen to Phil and talk to me when you enter the basement."

"Okay," Phil said, "I'm about to set up the distraction, when I say run, you run as fast as you can. Got it?"

The three of them nodded. Phil spoke into his earpiece, "Okay boys, time to shine."

Franklin wondered what the distraction was and waited for it. A few seconds later he heard what sounded like a crowd yelling from where the entrance to the basement would be. The three of them walked around to the front of the van to see two groups of people in Bullworth school uniforms fighting on both paths that would lead to the front of the basement door.

Both groups of fighters led the students watching on each side away from the basement door.

"Run!" Phil said. The three of them booked it as soon as he said it, running their fastest to make it into the basement. In all honesty with the fighting going on around them, the kids would be too distracted to notice or care.

They made it into the basement; Franklin nearly falling down the steps.

"Okay, we're in," Trevor said.

"Good," Tao replied, "now, my men have managed to hold off the security cameras for approximately five minutes, but to be safe try and move quickly and stay out of the camera's sight."

"Got it."

"One more thing, there's a prefect in the room next to you, the one with the vent."

"All right."

"There's a red button opposite the door, press it without being seen to lure him in, and then knock him out."

"Okee dokee." Trevor turned to Franklin, "Since you're the smallest you press the button, and get out quick."

Franklin nodded as he slightly crouched and made his way toward the door. Tao said that a red button was across from the door, which made Franklin presume that it opened it.

He looked to his right and saw a large, shiny red button. He went over and pressed it and quickly moved out of the way before the doors swung open. He saw that Trevor and Chef were pressed up against the wall by the door and did the same.

There the three waited for the curious prefect to walk through the door; they waited about a minute before a prefect walked through the door. Trevor grabbed him and tossed him to the ground. The poor bastard tried to get up but was kicked back down by Chef. The two of them beat the poor boy until his pale, white face became blood red, both by blushing and by bleeding.

Franklin didn't see the need for the useless violence and just stomped the poor boy in the temple, knocking him out cold.

"Was there really a need to beat the poor boy into a coma?" Tao asked on the other side.

"Trevor will find a reason to beat anybody to satisfy his blood lust," Chef said.

"And I loved every second of it," he said, voice hinting at a deranged smile behind the mask.

"Okay then..." Tao said, "move the body out of the camera's sight, put him near the entrance, oh and make sure the block the door."

Chef and Trevor carried the unconscious boy and placed him behind the corner at the entrance while Franklin got heavy boxes and crates to put in front of the door. When they were done they went into the next room.

Franklin went to the fenced are that contained the vent and opened the door. He went to the vent and lifted it.

"I guess I'll see you guys on the other side," Franklin said as he crawled inside. Tao was right, this was pretty roomy, roomy enough to allow Franklin to stretch his limbs and climb up the chute. He did it pretty easily, aside from the bag of tools bringing him down a bit.

"I'm at the top of the vent, Tao," Franklin said.

"Good, now I'll lead you through the vents. Go straight and make a left."

Franklin crawled through the vent and listened to whatever direction Tao told him to go in, wondering how this would all play out.

Trevor

After Franklin departed the two of them, Trevor and Chef made their way down the halls of the basement; ducking and weaving the vision of the prefects as Tao told them to, while he was escorting Franklin through the vents.

"One is standing by the door, watch out," Tao said. Trevor crouched his way to the door and banged on it while Chef stood on the other side. The two of them waited as the prefect got curious and opened the door before attacking; Chef pushed the boy to Trevor to allow him to clothesline the boy.

"Excellent takedown," Tao said, inbetween talking to Franklin.

"Thanks."

The two of them made their way through the basement, continuing to do as they did before, until something went wrong.

"Guys you need to be cautious in the coming minutes because you have about thirty seconds before control of the camera goes back to the prefects. Stay out of the camera's view while we try to get it back to us."

"Shit!" Trevor heard Franklin say.

"Don't worry Franklin, you'll be fine in the vents."

"All right, we'll do our best to try not to get seen," Trevor said.

"Actually," Chef said, walking over to a box and breaking it, leaving it as a pile of sticks, "I gotta better idea."

Trevor smiled as he went over to the pile of sticks and picked one up. "We can use this to disable the camera, and also as weapons."

"Good thinking, but hurry up so you can get to Franklin," Tao said.

The two of them made their way to the door to the next room and looked around for the next camera. They waited for the camera before they made their move. They quickly went inside and Trevor jumped at the camera and swung the stick at the camera, breaking it in half.

"That's one down," Trevor said.

"And three more to go."

Franklin

Franklin spent at least ten minutes crawling through a hot air vent; to which he was sweating profousely in his mask. Tao informed him that he was nearly at the his stop, just a few more meters to go.

"All right, this is the stop."

"Okay, so what do I do?"

"Use the bolt cutters to pull back the vent grates so you can fit through it, but so you can also attach the grappling hook onto it," Tao said.

"Okay," Franklin replied. He put the bolt cutter onto one grate and cut it in half, pulling it back so that he can fit through. He did the same for the other six; he wrapped the claw part of the grappling hook around one of the pulled back grates ang got in position to descend.

"Can I go down?" Franklin asked.

"Just wait a few more minutes while we try to get cameras back on our side."

Franklin sat there in the vent waiting for Tao to fix the cameras.

"Okay, got it; the camera's are back on our side, you can go Franklin. You here that Trevor? You can stop breaking cameras now."

"Really? I kind of like causing violence to innocent electronics," he said sarcastically.

"Whatever," Franklin said, grabbing the rope and jumping down. He winced in pain as he slid down as it burned his hands, causing him to let go and land on his feet, feeling a slight sting.

"Ouch," he said.

He went toward the trophy case and went into his bag, remembering the key he saw. He dug in until he felt a small, metal object. He pulled it out to see a gold key. He unlocked the cabinet and began putting the trophies in the bag.

"Okay, putting the trophies in the bag."

"Good, Trevor and Chef are on their way to help you, try not to get seen by any patrolling prefects, but according to the cameras you don't have to worry about anything."

"Good," Franklin said, continuing to put the trophies in the bags.

Trevor

The two of them began to act a little more recklessly now that the cameras were back in Tao's control.

"Just clear this last room here and then you'll be able to reach the computer room where the prefect is watching the cameras."

They opened the door and entered the furnace room. It was extremely hot in there, mainly coming from the large amount of steam coming from the broken steam pipes in front of the staircase to the left of them. Up ahead there was the furnace with its large blazing fires and the prefect guarding this area sitting in the corner next to a fan.

Trevor snuck up on him and swung the stick at his head, knocking him out.

"Now all we have to do is get past this steam," Trevor said.

"But how?" Chef asked.

"Logically speaking the furnace would be connected to all pipes in the building, so find a way to put the flames out," Tao said.

The two of them looked around the room for a fire extinguisher, finding one against a wall next to the furnace. Trevor picked it up and sprayed the flames, causing a noticeable coolness in the room. Trevor looked back to see that the steam was gone.

The two of them quickly but quietly went up the stairs where the last prefect of the basement was, on the computer monitoring the cameras.

"Be cautious, there's a camera right behind hi-" Tao attempted to say. Trevor had went out into the open before Tao could finish his sentence. The prefect turned from his computer quickly and saw Trevor and Chef coming at him.

Chef lunged at him, causing the boy to move dodge and leaving Chef to fall into the chair. The boy pulled a black object out of his pocket and pushed a button that was on it.

Alarms blared throughout the building. Trevor and Chef looked at each other, even through the masks they can see that their eyes were wide open.

"Fuck!" Tao yelled.

Franklin

Franklin was done with the trophies and was waiting for Trevor and Chef to show up when he was startled by the loud alarms blaring through the building.

"Fuck!" Tao yelled.

"What happened!?" Franklin asked.

"The alarm was set off and you guys have to get out of there before the cops come. Go back to the van with Phil."

Franklin saw Trevor and Chef appear from around the corner on the bottom floor and run up the stairs to Franklin.

"We have to get the fuck out of here," Franklin said. He saw that they had sticks in their hand and reached inside the bag for the blunt weapon he had in his bag.

"Let's go to the basement, it's quicker to get to the van."

"No," Tao said, "the basement door is only enterable and not exitable. You have to try the window."

The three of them attempted to make their way to the windows but was caught by prefects that were looking for them. They ran at them, causing Trevor to hit him over the head with his stick. Chef was tackled by one of them and Franklin was nearly ran over by one, but he swung his blunt object at the prefects torso, sending him to his knees.

Franklin was about to hit him again but saw a couple more running toward him. He jumped and swung the object down on the oncoming prefects head before turning and running away from the scene, the prefects chasing him.

He jumped over the bannister to the first floor and took off toward the front door of the building. He tried to open the doors but they were locked. With the prefects running down the stairs toward him he had no other choice but jump out of the window.

He stepped back and then charged at the window. He went through swifty like he had dived into water. The kids on the outside were startled by his action and looked at him oddly. He quickly stood and took off down the stairs and turned left toward the parking lot, as it was the shortest way to get there.

He ran with the speed of lightning toward the truck.

He got to the truck and opened the passenger side door and got in, Breathing heavily.

"Where are the others?" Phil asked.

"Fighting their way out," Franklin replied.

"Trevor, are you there?" Tao asked.

Trevor

"Yeah, but we're in quite trouble here," Trevor replied. Trevor was caught up with several prefects trying to pin him down while he was trying not to lose his temper and seriously hurt one of them.

He swung his stick in every direction, hitting them in every place and in every angle.

One of them managed to punch him which sent him toward one of the lockers. He got punched a few more times by all of them which started to annoy him. He ducked an oncoming swing and swung his stick at his head, breaking in half.

"Shit," he said. He threw a few more punches before stepping back and pulling Chef into a run. The two of them ran around the block in a circle to throw off the prefects before, like Franklin, jumping out of the window and landing on the balcony Trevor got up and quickly climbed down the lattice and over the railing before making his way toward the parking lot.

They saw the truck and opened the back doors and got in.

"We're here," Trevor said, breathing heavily. They fell back as they motion of the truck pulling off threw them off of their feet.

Franklin

"Can I take off my mask?" Franklin asked.

"Sure, the windows are tinted," Phil said.

Franklin took off his mask and wiped the large amount of sweat off of his face and tried to relax a bit. He could hear police sirens wailing in the distance which made him jump up and become alert.

"Calm down, kid," Phil said.

They pulled out of the parking lot entrance as a bunch of cop cars rushed past. Franklin sighed in relief and laid back down.

"All right, on our way to the drop off point."

Ten Minutes Later

The truck arrived at the drop off point. Franklin recognized the area as New Coventry; while he hasn't actually been here he recognized the buildings from the times he's passed by. The place looked like an abandoned railroad track since it had train cars everywhere.

Phil got out and so did Franklin and Trevor and Chef. He saw Tao standing there with several of his guards and an old Chinese man.

"God, is everyone okay?" Tao asked, worried. He sighed and looked at Franklin, "Did you manage to retrieve the trophies?"

Franklin nodded and stuck the bag out toward him. "Here, take them," Franklin said, trying to be as cool as possible.

Tao walked over to Franklin and took the bag. He looked inside, a smile creeping on his face that even Tao could see from the darkness of night.

"Good job, given the situation you guys have done a very great job."

Tao went over toward the old man and introduced him. "Franklin, this is my father Wei Cheng."

Franklin wasn't really sure what to say or do, but he felt like he should greet him with great respect. "Ni hao (Hello)," Franklin said, bowing. He wasn't sure if that was Chinese he had just spoken, he remembers it from some sort of cartoon when he was younger.

Wei Cheng laughed, hard, and so did the others around him, including Tao.

"This one, I like him," Wei Cheng said to Tao.

Tao grinned and turned to them, "All right, we need your jumpsuits so that we can burn them. We've bought you some new clothes."

"What happened to our other clothes?" Chef asked.

"We burned them as well."

"Aw man, that was my favorite apron," Chef said.

"Which reminds me, Franklin we need yours."

Franklin unzipped his jumpsuit, the cool wind of the night slapping him. He handed it over to Tao, who handed him a brand new set of clothes.

Franklin put on what seemed like black jeans and a white shirt from the darkness. Chef took off his jumpsuit and Tao gave him the same set of clothing. Trevor, who again didn't have underwear on, took off his jumpsuit and his clothing was slightly different. He got a white shirt and grey sweatpants.

"Shoes also."

The three of them handed over shoes but didn't receive anything in return.

"All right, Phil take the truck back to the workshop and change the color."

"Sure thing," he replied, getting in the truck and driving off.

"I'll be seeing you boys around," Wei Cheng said, turning around and entering a black car.

"I trust you'll be coming with us, Trevor?" Tao asked.

Trevor nodded and jogged toward the car, turning around and waving Franklin and Chef off, "Nice working with ya, see you guys later."

"I've arranged rides for you two as well," Tao said, going toward the car and getting in. A few seconds later the car drove off, leaving Chef and Franklin.

"Which one of you is going to Bullworth Academy?"

"I am," Franklin said. He turned toward Chef, "See you around, man."

"See ya."

Franklin went toward the car the man went to and got in. They drove off a few seconds later, off toward his school, the school he just robbed.

He spent the whole ride there thinking about the future, if he will get caught or not. The man dropped him off at the gates.

"Thanks."

"No problem." Franklin got out of the car and headed inside the gates, stepping on little pieces of rock which hurt his bare feet. He made his way to the Boy' Dorm and was surprised to not see anybody around it, either making out, bullying or egging the dorm.

He went inside, which was also practically a ghost town. He wondered if they were all sleep since he didn't see any lights on. He went to his room to see if Floyd was there. No, there was nothing. His bed was messy which means he has been back, but where was he?

Franklin stepped out of his room and saw another guy on the other side of the dorm about to go upstairs to the second floor.

"Hey!" Franklin yelled to the guy. The guy turned to look at Franklin to see what he wanted.

"Where is everybody?"

"Everyone's at the main building."

This unsettled Franklin, considering this is where the heist took place.

"Why?"

"Some kid died or is in a coma or something, one of the prefects."

Franklin felt his heart drop, mouth falling open in disbelief. He felt like vomiting but headed out to see if it was true.

He bursted through the dorms doors and sprinted all the way to the pour path intersection that led to the main building, the school gates, and the two dorms. He turned toward the path that led to the main building and saw what seemed to be the whole school standing around, which he didn't notice when he came in.

He rushed to the crowd, pushing his way through. "Franklin!" he heard someone say. He turned to see Floyd, Lamar, Tanisha and Gionna standing at the front of the crowd. He rushed over to them.

"Franklin where have you been man?" Lamar asked.

"I'll tell you later...what happened here?" Franklin said, panting.

"There was a break in earlier, the trophies got stolen and the prefects got beat up, one of them pretty badly."

Just then the doors of the main building opened as paramedics rolled out a person on a gurney. The crowd moved out of the way to let the paramedics through. Franklin saw the gurney roll past him and the person that was hurt had the sheet covering his whole body.

Franklin hoped that they did this to keep the identity of the hurt boy a secret because if not this meant one thing. He was dead.

Franklin heard crying from next to him and looked over to see that it was Tanisha, who was being comforted by Gionna. He went over to her and pulled her into a tight hug.

"It's okay, Tanisha," he said, voice trying not to break.

"It's okay."

Michael

The Next Morning

Michael made his way to the athletic territory of the school for his morning workouts. He was thinking about last night, about the robbery and about the kid that had gotten hurt. The thing he was thinking about was that he had actually seen the robbers, or one of them at least.

He was by the Beam Cola machine when he saw one of them burst out of the window next to him. He was wearing a light green jumpsuit and a dark pig mask. The guy got up quickly and took off down the stairs and he didn't see him again.

"Michael!" he heard a voice yell.

He turned around to see Amanda walking over to him. She looked better than last time. The wounds he caused, the black eye seemed to be gone, however it could be just make up. Her hair still looked the same though.

"Oh, hey Amanda," he said awkwardly. This is the last person he wanted to see right now, after all that happened.

"Hi," she said, keeping her head down.

"Something you need?" She lifted her head, sad eyes peering into his.

"I need to talk to you, you know...about that night."

He really didn't want to be reminded of this, not now.

"I don't want to talk about this right now," he said, turning around.

"No, Michael wait!"

"I don't want to talk about it now, we'll talk about it later."

"This can't wait until later," she pleaded.

"Too bad," he replied.

"Michael! I'm pregnant."

Those three words stopped him dead in his tracks. He blood went cold and his heart sank. He turned toward her and quickly walked over to her."

"What," he choked, "what did you just say?"

"I'm pregnant," she cried, "the baby's yours."

Gee what a way to end. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed. I decided to replace Michael because he didn't really have any purpose to be there, so I rewrote that part and gave it to Chef. Also, Phil is actually Tao's translator from the game.

The reason the heist isn't that long is because since it's a small score it shouldn't really take that long. The ones in the future will be longer, I promise.

Anyway I hope you enjoyed and see you soon. Also keep your head out for my Assassin's Creed story.

Later!