Grand Theft Auto: Cost of Revenge

Chapter 27 of my Grand Theft Auto story, enjoy.

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Final Conflict Part 3

With a loud yell Trevor used his combat shotgun to brutally kill the two Merryweather goons in front of him, before they could react.

"Come on you fucks, who else wants to die!?" He bellowed.

Playing his part perfectly; he took cover as more of them arrived; he was luring as many of the Merryweather forces to him as possible; making things easier for his allies, while at the same time, finding the very things Lester told him about. He needed to fight his way through a large number of Merryweather forces, luring as many towards the main lobby, where he currently was, as possible. As soon as he was able to deal with them, he would need to fight his way downstairs.

'Get to the basement, right below where I am right now.' He reminded himself. 'Take out any idiots that get in way and rig the main support structures of this place with the explosives I've got; after that...when it's time, everything goes boom.'

He smirked at that before opening fire from behind cover; killing a few more Merryweather goons. A few more entered from what the map they saw showed was the kitchen.

"Hungry fuckers!" Trevor cried. "I don't care, die!"

Using his assault rifle he made quick work of them before switching back to his shotgun for the trio that were closing in. Ruthlessly destroying them he moved from his current position, now finding himself closer to the stairs.

He grinned, he was nearer to where he needed to be now. But there was still a lot of clean up work to do.

'Just a few more, nearly there...I hope, there can't be that many left.' He reflected.

He had to focus on his task. He wasted no time mowing down more Merryweather goons that got too close. He then saw a chance to take out two birds with one stone, as he saw where three groups of Merryweather goons had taken cover.

He grinned. 'Perfect, I can do the damage I need to do up here before setting the explosives downstairs.'

So, acting at once, Trevor launched three grenades in quick succession, before resorting to his assault rifle to shoot down some Merryweather goons on the catwalks. The grenades detonated, killing the groups gathered by the pillars, giving Trevor the first part of the damage he needed to deal. There was only a handful of Merryweather goons left in the lobby so, hurrying towards the stairs, Trevor opened fire on them all until he killed the last one, discarding his now empty assault rifle as he did so. He pulled out his shotgun again and began to descend down to the basement.

Reached the basement Trevor ducked behind a crate as gunfire erupted.

"Fuckers, waiting down here too." He snarled.

Peeking out from behind his cover, Trevor spotted at least two more Merryweather goons. He carefully checked the range and smiled. As they paused to reload, he leapt out and opened fire, both men were killed by the shotgun blast and Trevor hurried forwards, killing a third who leapt out to try and ambush him.

"Anyone else!?" Trevor yelled out. 'I've only got one shot left in this and then it's just my Handgun.'

Sure enough there was indeed one more goon waiting, but Trevor was too quick for him and fired his last shotgun blast, killing him. Throwing the empty gun aside, he looked around. He was where he needed to be and so he quickly got to work, setting up each explosive by each of the four support structures. Once he was done he quickly made the call.

"Franklin, Michael, the charges are set, what's going on?"

Franklin replied first. "Good work man, I'm done here, Tracey's safe with me, we're waiting outside in the truck, ready for you guys."

"Great work, Franklin, thank God." Michael then said. "Nice job T, right I've almost finished too, that fucker's trying to escape but I've already taken out the tyres of his car. Get outta there and blow the place up T...I'll join you guys once I'm done."

Trevor nodded and they hung up. It was time to finish things and so, drawing his handgun, ready for the return trip, Trevor began to make his way out of the building.

He reached the vehicle to find Tracey and Franklin waiting for him, Tracey was in a terrible state, but her eyes widened.

"Uncle Trevor, you..."

He just smiled. "Don't worry Trace, we're all here, your dad'll be back soon; as for this place..."

He pressed the detonator, setting off the explosion that soon led to the entire structure collapsing, Trevor's job was done.

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