This chapter is yet another boring part of the game, which for me only got interesting once the three main characters were involved. Next chapter gets better, though.

Chapter 3

Goemon sat cross-legged on his bed. His deep meditation was then interrupted by the ringing of his phone. Sighing in annoyance, he grabbed his phone off the nightstand and stared at the screen.

"Mister Yetarian," he answered.

"Goemon, I need you down here. I've got another retrieval job that I need done now, before my property is moved."

"I'll be right there," Goemon said before hanging up.

He got off the bed and cracked his door open. Hearing nothing, he left his room and hurried outside. He didn't want to hear or see what weird new thing his aunt was into.

It was a slow drive through traffic to the showroom, Goemon parking his car a little over thirty minutes after leaving his house.

"Grandma takin' her time again, geez," Tatsuo laughed as he stood with Simeon.

Goemon only glared at him as he approached. "So, what's the job?"

"Right to the point," Simeon said happily. "I like that in you, Goemon."

Tatsuo rolled his eyes. "Ass kisser," he muttered under his breath.

"I need you two to go retrieve a bike. Some wannabe gang banger in Vespucci Beach." He handed Goemon the paperwork.

"Esteban Jimenez?" Goemon glanced up at Tatsuo, who sighed and shook his head.

"Is there a problem?" Simeon wondered. "Go." He made a shooing motion with his hands.

"Come on, man, let's get this over with," Tatsuo said.

Goemon nodded and followed him out of the building and to his car. He got in the drivers seat and started the engine as Tatsuo sat down and closed the door.

"Tch, wannabe," Tatsuo said unhappily. "I wish, man."

"So, he is the one in the Vagos gang," Goemon said, referring to the large Hispanic street gang famous for drug trafficking.

"Yup, the crazy fucker with the face tattoo."

"Hmm. This job may turn out harder than usual."

"Tch, damn straight. Hope you brought that sword of yours. You might just need it." Tatsuo reached behind him and grabbed the pistol shoved halfway down the back of his pants. He brought it out and checked the clip.

"Let's just try to go in and get the bike quietly."

"Haha, yeah, the Vagos are gonna let a coupla Japanese dudes just walk into their neighborhood and take their shit. You're funny, man."

"Just, please, let me handle this one, okay?"

"Yeah, sure, whatever you want..."

Goemon continued driving until he got close to the location. He slowed down and parked the car away from the address on the paperwork.

"It should be in one of those garages," Tatsuo said, pointing to the buildings towards the end of the alley.

The two got out and walked cautiously towards them.

Tatsuo looked around and laughed. "Man, we stick out so much in this neighborhood. Nothin' suspicious about this."

"Let's just hurry and do this," Goemon said as his grip on his sword tightened.

"Take it easy, man. This is Vespucci Beach."

"Doesn't change the fact that this is Vagos territory."

"We're here," Tatsuo said as the two stopped in front of the garage. "Relax, grandma."

Goemon stood and watched as Tatsuo opened the door, lifting it and exposing an empty space.

"Dude, where's the bike?" Tatsuo wondered angrily. "Is Simeon settin' us up?"

The two of them turned around as three Vagos member walked up on them.

"Hola, amigos," one of them said.

"Hola, ese," Tatsuo replied with a glare.

"Just thought we'd check up on a couple of Asian bitches creeping around," the member said.

"Yeah, well, creep on this, bitch," Tatsuo said as he pulled out his gun and shot the guy.

"What are you doing?" Goemon yelled.

"Yeah, run, ya pussies," Tatsuo yelled and he fired on the other two member who fled.

Soon there were Vagos members running from houses and speeding up in cars. Tatsuo and Goemon took cover behind a parked car and the gun fight began.

"Man, looks like we pissed 'em off," Tatsuo laughed as he fired at the gang members.

Goemon wasn't too happy, glaring at him before running off. He took off towards the back of a nearby house, swiping his sword towards some hidden members and killing them before taking cover.

"Let's get outta here, man," Tatsuo yelled as he moved forward, ducking behind a dumpster.

Goemon nodded and ran to the next house, dispensing Vagos members along the way.

Two more cars sped around the corner and screeched to a halt, gunmen jumping from the vehicles and shooting at the two.

Tatsuo took care of all of them, then noticed a car trying to escape. "No escape, bitches," he yelled, shooting at the car, which crashed into a wall and exploded.

"We need to leave," Goemon said as sirens started to ring in the distance.

"Not without that bike," Tatsuo said. He stood and watched as a Vagos member drove from the side of a house on the bike. "The bike!"

"Come on," Goemon yelled as he and Tatsuo ran to his car, both getting in and giving chase.

"He's gettin' away, grandma. Damn it, I knew I should've drove."

Goemon said nothing as he sped around corners and down neighborhood streets.

"Hold it steady a sec!" Tatsuo leaned over and stuck his top half out of the window, taking aim and firing his gun. "I said hold it steady," he yelled, unable to hit the rider.

"I'm trying," Goemon growled as he swerved around cars.

Tatsuo continued to fire, the rider finally hit and tumbling off the bike, which fell and skidded to a stop. "Got him," he said happily.

Goemon drove to the bike and stopped the car. "And how are we supposed to get money from a dead man?" he asked with a glare.

Tatsuo smirked as he got out of the car. "We aren't. I'm keepin' this bike, man. Just tell Simeon we lost it. Serves the dude right for sendin' us into Vagos territory." He got on the bike and started it, speeding off.

"Tatsuo," Goemon yelled. He stared off, his jaw tightening in anger as he sped off away from the scene.