Grand Theft Auto: Cost of Revenge

Chapter 28 of my Grand Theft Auto story, enjoy.

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Final Conflict Part 4

Taking up his position, Michael readied his assault rifle. He knew exactly what he was facing and just had to get through it. A pair of corridors, a lobby and the best room in the hotel, each of them full of the remaining Merryweather forces.

'Alright, here we go, time to take down these fucks once and for all.' He thought to himself. 'Just gotta hope Franklin and Trevor accomplish their goals...especially Franklin.'

He knew that this man, Gary, who was leading Merryweather was specifically after him. So he decided to take the fight to the man himself and finish it off once and for all. Due to that, he had to trust Franklin to save Tracey.

Ready to advance he reminded himself. 'They love each other, of course Franklin will save her. But...His own injuries...don't think that way, focus on your task.'

So it was that he got ready for his part in the battle, leapt out from behind cover and opened fire on the first Merryweather group, in the first corridor. Taking them by surprise he was able to kill three of them before they fired back.

Taking cover Michael called out. "You guys messed with the wrong man."

He leapt out again and opened fire; killing the last of them and soon hurried towards the end of the corridor. He knew they'd be expecting him now, they would have heard the gunfire.

So, opening the door behind cover Michael waited out the sudden outburst of gunfire. Then, taking the chance, he through a couple of grenades down the corridor and after the explosion he left cover and took aim, firing carefully, just to be sure. He took cover again as the last surviving member of that group attempted to open fire too, but Michael was ready for him and soon saw his opening.

"Nice try buddy." He taunted before opening fire.

With that man dead, Michael hurried towards the end of the corridor, ready for his biggest challenge. He burst into the lobby and dove behind the nearest available cover. The Merryweather forces present already opened fire on him.

He tried to peek out carefully, whenever there was a break in the gunfire, trying to ascertain where his enemies were and how many there were. He finally managed it by his fourth attempt, there was twenty of them, spaced out around the lower floor with some on the upper catwalk.

Michael knew he had to be methodical; so he acted on what could have been the biggest threat first, the ones on the catwalk. Firing at them and taking cover when necessary he was able to gradually wear down the enemies. Soon it was just one more small group of enemies gathered at one point, firing at him. Michael took his chances and used his last grenade which finished them off with the explosion.

Heading towards the stairs, up to what could only be the room he was looking for, Michael passed a window and spotted something, a car that would serve as a getaway vehicle, he couldn't allow that. Breaking out the window he emptied the last of his assault rifle into the tires of the car and threw it aside before rushing upstairs.

Just as he reached the door there was another explosion, startling Michael. He quickly burst into the room and saw a hole blown in the wall and rushed over. Gary Daniel had jumped from the hole and was now attempting to escape. It was then his phone rang and he picked it up, answering it.

It was Trevor. "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."

With that he leapt out of the hole in the war and rolled to absorb the impact. He then drew his handgun and ran over to where Gary Daniels was only now discovering that the car was impossible to drive. He growled and turned, Michael fired and Gary hit the ground in agony, his hand and leg shot, his gun dropped. Michael quickly kicked the gun away and held the wounded thug at gunpoint, ready to finish things off.

Gary glared as he struggled against his injuries.

"You, this..." He spat. "This is impossible; to think, beaten by a middle-aged overweight bum."

Michael just glared; his voice venomous. "I may be a middle-aged overweight bum, Daniels...but I'm also a father and that was your mistake, you messed with my daughter, you hurt her and now...you are going to pay for it."

"You c-"

But Gary Daniels never finished his words for at that moment, Michael fired, a clean shot in the head, ending the threat once and for all. As he did so, the hotel began to implode, Trevor's work. It was over at last. It wasn't long before Michael made his way back to the armoured vehicle and found the others waiting, with Tracey.

"Dad!" She cried.

Michael hugged her at once. "Oh Trace, thank god...Don't worry, it's over now, we're, we're gonna get you out of here, get you and Franklin seen to."

"Franklin?"

The young man nodded, grimacing, it was clear his injuries weren't properly healed and might have got worse. Getting into the vehicle and starting up the engine they drove away; the nightmare finally over and now they could focus on recovering.

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