In the cold wintery snow town of North Yankton, Blake and Jade decided to go outside of the small town and visit a little place which is their hangout place away from home.

"Welcome to the sweet hell hole which we loved to call home," Jade announced, having her hands up in the air showing that their place away from home was actually a snow covered junkyard.

"More like home shit home!" Blake joked.

Blake and Jade laughed before they taken a sip from their beer bottles. This was Blake's second beer she had today, but Jade's was still on her third. Even though, the dark haired with lime streaks teen was still wasn't drunk yet.

"Why do you need the bottles for," Blake asked, finishing up her beer bottle, before wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. "We just gonna get rid of them, since we can't drink at this age,"

"Because," Jade taken another swig from her bottle, before placing it down onto an enormous abandoned tractor tire. She grabbed Blake's bottle as she placed it on top of snowed over car hood. "We are going to use this,"

Jade pulled out a revolver from out of her back pocket. Blake looked at it wide-eyed, before backing away from it.

"Yo, Jade, watch where you pointing that," Blake warned, slowly backing away from her.

"I'm not gonna shoot you, B," Jade said, having the gun next to her side. "And besides we are going to have fun with it,"

"By killing people, maybe animals," Blake asked, slowly walking back towards her. Jade was checking the revolver as she looked at the wheel that was holding each bullet. "What about your father?"

"Yes to the animals, but for now," She pushed the wheel back into the gun. "We are using it on the bottle we drank, and don't worry about my douchebag of a Dad, he ain't goin to notice that one of his guns are missing,"

"Alright," Blake was agreeing to it. She wasn't sure about Jade holding a gun in her hands. Sure, she did see her Uncle Michael and her Daddy holding a gun before, but it was for protection, not for horseplaying.

Blake stood by Jade's side as she was aiming the revolver almost drunkenly. Her aiming was somehow not quite right as she was holding it with her own two hands. So, Blake backed away little to make sure that wouldn't get caught in the drunken crosshair.

"Here I go," Jade announced.

*BANG*

*BANG*

Blake immediately cover her ears as she heard the first gunshots echoing in the chilly day air.

The bottle was still standing.

Jade shot the car's windshield and the passenger side seat.

"Wow, Jade," Blake said amazed. "You can't shoot,"

"Yeah, not while I'm half drunk," Jade replied removing the gun from her grip as it dropped to the snow. "It's your turn, hipster,"

Blake was staring at the revolver as she was scared at first. She can feel her hands shaking, as she picked it up with her black gloved hands. As her gloved hand was touching the butt of the revolver, she felt something on it. She looked at the wooden butt of it to see that there was a carving that Jade made with only a sharp knife.

It was a carving of a heart and inside of it, it had the initials of Jade and Blake with a plus sign between them.

Blake smiled at her drunk friend before she aimed the revolver for the first time. She used both of her hands to hold the gun correctly in the palm of her hands. Her feet were shoulder length apart. Right foot was ahead of the left hood. Her warm tongue was sticking out the side of her mouth.

Her finger pulled the trigger back.

*BANG*

"Welcome to Ammu Nation!"

"Shooting range, please,"

"Sure thing. It's on your left," the man behind the counter said, before waving at them.

"Come on, Blake,"

Blake nodded while having her hands in her red hoodie pockets, before the man behind the counter stop the ex-criminal and the dark haired teen.

"Ain't you a little young to be at a gun store?"

Blake looked nervous at first, before she decided to confident enough to answer the question.

"Why, yes, I am, sir," Blake replied, placing her hands onto her sides.

"Well, ok then, have fun with your Dad, little lady,"

"He ain't my Daddy," Blake pointed it out.

"She's my niece," Michael replied.

Michael decided to take his niece to a shooting range to practice on her aiming. The Vangelico's heist will be here in a few days, and he wanted to make sure that Blake was going to be alright, holding and take control of a weapon that she can handle for her size.

Blake was about to become the first teenager to robbed a jewelry store in American history, if they manage to pulled this off and pay back Martin Madrazo for the damages they have done.

Blake followed him into the shooting range as she was looking around the place for the first time. She had never been to a shooting range before, so this was going to be her first. She can hear gun shooting off in the range area, as she almost flinched at the sound of bullets coming out of the barrel.

As they walked into the shooting range, Blake was in the left booth while Michael was in the booth next to hers.

She watched as Michael picked up two black soundproof headphones and a pistol, before returning back to the dark haired teen. She placed the headphones on her, as she slowly walked towards her booth.

Michael stayed behind her as looking at the target nervously. "Now, do what I say and focus on the targets in front of you and you'll do fine,"

"Ok, Uncle Michael," Blake slowly wrapped her small fingers around the pistol, as she held it at the butt of the gun with the palm of her right hand.

"Ok, now aim for the target straight ahead,"

Blake closed one of her eyes and aimed the gun at the target.

She pulled the trigger.

*BANG*

She managed to hit the target. She turned around to face her uncle who had a smirk on his face.

Blake smiled at him, before speaking. "See, I can manage myself when holding a gun,"

"Well done, Blake, I'm impressed," Michael complemented Blake on her aiming and shooting skills. "Was that the first time, you aimed correctly?"

Blake was wide-eyed with her mouth open, before she laughed. She taken her headphones off her ears, before speaking clearly.

"Well, no, beside you-know-what, I had a friend back in Ludendorff who taught me my first gun lesson. She taught me how to use a gun and a shotgun,"

"Oh really," Michael asked.

"Yeah,"

"Well, did she taught you this," Michael walked over to where the guns were being store, until he pulled out an AK-47. Blake looked confused before he walked back towards her and to his booth besides hers. "Watch this,"

Blake watched from the other side as Michael was shooting the AK-47.

She was studying his movements, they were just like hers, but without the sticking the tongue out part. He hit every single target, but Blake only shot one which with a small gun. Which made her feel more uncomfortable, as she assumed the position once again and shot more rounds from the handgun, until all eight bullets were gone.

She keeps pulling the trigger back for more to come out the barrel of the gun, before she pulled out the clip to see that she ran out of bullets already.

"Damn it," she sweared before throwing the handgun on the floor.

She decided to step up her game by walking towards the guns and studies them, before picking out her next weapon of choice.

She was definitely looking at the pump shotgun.

As she touches it with her middle and ring finger, she was reminded of how she used a shotgun for the first time, but it was for self defense.

It was such a late night at North Yankton, as Blake and Jade decided to visit a nearby farm outside of the small town. The snow was still falling during the cold and crisp night air, as the girls made their way to the farm. The girls were slowly sneaking slowly towards the farming area, as they noticed that the house next to the barn had all the lights out.

There was cattle sleeping in the cold snow as the girls kept their distance away from alerting them.

"Ok, Blake," Jade pulled out the shotgun from behind her back, as she loaded the gun with the shotgun shells. "Let's go have some fun,"

Jade started walking towards the farmhouse, until Blake pulled onto her right wrist.

"What if he can hear the gunshots?" Blake whispered.

"B, he is like deaf in one ear and his eyesight is poorly, bastard needs some glasses by the way," Jade explained. "Plus, I want to try out this gun, anyway,"

Blake was giving into the peer pressure as she followed her friend and hid amongst the snowy ground. Jade was aiming the shotgun at one of the nearest cattle as she couldn't see due the snow piling up.

"Damn it, B," Jade sweared. "I can't see with this damn snow,"

"Well, too bad, then," Blake stood up slowly wiping the snow off of her outfit. "I guess we-"

The girls immediately stood up, as they can hear the barking of a dog, coming towards them. They turn around to see a German shepherd with sharp teeth and it immediately attacked Jade who was holding the gun.

Jade was screaming in agony as the dog bit down into her skin. Blake was watching her own friend being attacked by an animal from the farmhouse. She didn't know what to do but she had to save her. She immediately picked up the pump shotgun and pulled the trigger back.

*BANG*

Blake had her eyes closed as she felt the two shotgun shells came out of the barrel of the gun and heard the dog making a whimpering noise.

Jade was breathing heavily as she was holding down her bite wound. She stood up slowly as both girls looked down at the dead dog in front of them. Then Jade looked at her friend, Blake who was still holding the shotgun in her own hands. Blake have saved her own friend, but killed the farmer's pet.

"Oh, shit," Blake sweared.

"Who's out there!?" an old man's voice was heard from nearby. It was the owner of the farmhouse.

The girls looked to their right to see a flashlight shining brightly in front of them.

Their eyes widened.

"Let's get out of here!" Jade exclaimed.

Blake and Jade immediately left the scene, leaving behind the dead German Shepherd in the cold snow, lying down in his own pool of blood.

Blake wrapped her fingers around the shotgun, as she walked towards her booth and held it with her own two hands. She pulled the trigger back once she aimed it correctly.

The shotgun shells fired off the target, which stopped Michael from firing off the AK-47. He looked at the target to his left to see Blake's target, before looking at his own niece as well.

"How's that, Uncle M," Blake asked, looking at him.

"Pretty amazin' for a girl your age," Michael said, before lowering the AK-47.

"So, what will I be using for the job,"

Michael walked towards her, with the AK-47 next to his left side. "Well, since you're capable enough to handle yourself, how about you try out this,"

He held up the gun in his hands, as Blake's eyes dazzled.

"Alright," Blake grabbed the AK-47 from her uncle's hands as she aimed at the target, until in a blink of an eye she immediately saw her mother, Macey Rose was standing in front of her.

Her eyes widened as she immediately closed them, wishing it will all disappeared.

"Go ahead, kill her, that's what you really want, doesn't it, Blake?" Her mind was telling her to do and pull the trigger, ending her mother's life.

"You are so worthless, Blake, how can I call you my daughter?" Macey hissed.

"I hate you! I wished that Daddy take me away from you!" Blake cried.

Her turquoise blue were open and wide-eyed before she immediately shakes her head, making sure the image of her mother was out of her head.

Michael was watching her as she taken her time to make sure her aim was correct.

"Blake, you alright," Michael asked, placing his hand on her right shoulder.

Blake's eyes widened as she was brought back into reality. "Uh, yeah, I'm fine,"

She aimed the AK-47 at the target as she felt the weapon's recoil spring from her shoulder which it almost hurt her.

She was definitely going to have a bruise from shooting it.

They spent another hour or so in the shooting range, trying out different weapons. Michael was examining his niece as she was feeling more confident with using different weapons.

Somehow, she felt more relaxed for some reason.

She was aiming and hitting the targets perfectly. She was just like her father with a gun in his hands.

Before they left shooting range and Ammu Nation, he told Blake to wait for him in the black Obey Tailgater as he stayed behind in the store. He came out the store eventually, as it caught Blake's attention once she heard the driver's side door opening.

"What made you stay?" Blake asked, before putting away her iFruit phone, hoping that she received any new messages from LifeInvader.

"Let's just say I brought somethin' for your first heist,"

Michael gave Blake something that he we never give out to anyone, not even his own kids.

It was another handgun.

"You bought me a gun," Blake asked.

"I'm really impressed by how you used the guns today. You had it in you the whole time and I didn't even know at first,"

"I guess it comes with being the daughter of Carter Grant," Blake said.

"Yeah, it does," Michael replied with a sweet smile.

Blake was about to grabbed the gun from his hand, before Michael stopped her. "This gun is for the heist and only just for that. I wanna see you handle yourself during the heist with two guns, Blake,"

Blake was looking down at the gun before looking up at her uncle, who was waiting for her response. She was going to handling two pistols, instead of an assault rifle like most bank robbers would have. But the thought of her holding a heavy gun, would be hard on her, having to hold it up for a while, since she had very little weight to hold things for a while, before slipping out of her hands.

"Don't worry, I will, Uncle M," Blake's fingers were touching the gun, before she grabbed it with her own right hand. She lifted it up as she examine the gun in her own hand.

She was trained.

She was locked and loaded.

She was ready for the jewelry store heist.

She was ready for anything that gets in her way.

Well, this was the best I can do since it was a chappie with Michael and Blake and also Jade.

So, Blake has two handguns. One from her Daddy and other for heists only, instead of an assault rifle or a shotgun. Isn't that sweet?

The next chapter will be the jewelry store heist. It will be in two separate chappies. I'm so excited to create more of the mission chappies with Blake tied into them!