Grand Theft Auto: Cost of Revenge#

Chapter 25 of my Grand Theft Auto story, enjoy.

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Disclaimer: I don't own Grand Theft Auto or its characters.

Final Conflict Part 1

As the trio drove to their destination they readied themselves, guns in hand, preparing for the upcoming onslaught they were likely to face. Michael drove their armoured vehicle while Trevor and Franklin rode, all of them were quiet for the moment, focusing on their intended target.

Finally, Michael broke the silence. "When we get there, we're gonna have to find cover fast, you can bet they'll have people out to watch for intruders."

"That'll start a whole lot of gunfire, the ones inside will hear it and then know we're coming." Trevor remarked. "Which means, they might...Tracey could..."

"We'll have to quick, hit 'em hard and fast." Franklin summed up.

Michael nodded in agreement and they continued onwards. They soon spotted the abandoned hotel, right as Lester indicated and they drove towards it; weapons at the ready, expecting a fight. They were not disappointed. As soon as they came within range, several Merryweather goons opened fire on them.

"Glad Lester had this thing reinforced with armor!" Michael cried out as the onslaught continued.

Quickly parking he got out, Trevor had already leapt out and was firing at the attackers while heading for cover. Michael began to do the same while Franklin emerged from the vehicle too and soon they had all taken cover, ready to open fire on their attackers.

Gritting his teeth, Franklin ducked down, despite still not being fully recovered from his injuries he refused to remain behind.

Nevertheless he understood the problem before him. 'Hit hard and fast and get in quick, yeah right!'

He lamented his plan suddenly breaking down like that, but there were just too many of them, all firing at them with their assault rifles hitting either semi, or full, automatic, giving them little opening. Still, when one appeared he took it and opened fire with his own assault rifle, killing at least three before having to take cover again.

'Shit, shit...' He thought angrily. 'They're holding us up and if this keeps up, the ones inside will act and Tracey will probably be...Can't let that happen, but how do I even...'

He sadly couldn't see a way, yet, to try and end this quickly. But wasted no time getting out from behind cover to fire again at several of them. Using this chance he moved closer to the hotel, ducking behind another section of cover before they could retaliate, four more down. But there was still too many, they couldn't just take out enough and walk in, they needed to clear them all out. But this was not going well for them so far.

Grateful for the level of protection offered by his current cover, Michael took down another Merryweather goon, clean shot through the head, thanks to his sniper rifle. Lining up his next shot he fumed with anger at everything that had led up to this point.

'These Merryweather fucks should have just left with the rest of their crew. But no, they had to come after me and my family!' He thought angrily. 'They took my daughter, they...they're torturing her, god only knows what else; well...it ends here!'

He pulled off another shot, killing the next one. A large majority of the resistance against them was in front of the old hotel; only a handful of Merryweather goons used the balconies as possible sniper posts and Michael had already eliminated most of them. He paused briefly to check on his companions, both were still fighting strong, but it was clear they were as desperate as he was to get inside and to find Tracey, as well as this Gary character and finish this nightmare once and for all. As he pulled the trigger, one more time, eliminating the last Merryweather sniper, Michael swore they would do just that.

With a harsh obscenity, Trevor unleashed a burst of gunfire from his sub-machine gun, taking down four Merryweather goons in quick succession.

"Yeah, you want some of this you fucks!" He bellowed. "You messed with the wrong people, you kidnapped the wrong girl and now you're gonna pay for it!"

Like the others Trevor was anxious to get inside but knew they had to finish off the collected enemies outside first. But it was taking too long. He needed to find a way to speed things up. To his relief, a solution presented itself to him as he took out four more goons with another blast of gunfire.

'Sweet, our way in.' He thought as he put his phone on speaker to call the others. "Mikey, Franklin, keep back and keep your heads down, gonna end this now and get us inside!"

Before they could even ask, Trevor fired and the remaining Merryweather goons cried out as they were thrown aside or otherwise incinerated as the ruptured gas tank exploded. Silence fell as there was no more gunfire. Wasting no time, the trio reloaded and regrouped and hurried towards the doors of the hotel. Remembering their plan they nodded to each other, broke through the doors into the lobby and split up, each looking to complete his assigned objective.

End of chapter, hope you enjoyed it, read and review please.