A/N~Everyone! I have brought back Jade Knight in this Ludendorff memory after so long! And this chapter, I went and watch it on YouTube, instead of playing it on my game.

"Empty out the register!" Blake growled.

"If you start something, don't make me put this shotgun up your ass!"

Blake and Jade were standing in front counter of the register at a liquor store in the snowy town of North Yankton. Blake had her nine millimeter semi automatic pistol from the box her father, Carter Grant left behind. Jade had her father's shotgun as she aimed it at the guy at the register. He was placing the money into a plastic bag, as Blake was keeping an eye out from outside just in case for police or any other person comes.

Once he finished emptying out the register, he immediately coward behind the counter. Jade grab the plastic bag full of money, before both girls ran out of the store and into an alleyway far away from the liquor store as possible.

"How much he had?" Blake asked, putting the safety on.

"$428 and small change, B." Jade counted.

"Not bad,"

Jade started separating the money, as she gave half to Blake. As Blake counted the money in her hands, she noticed that Jade gave her more than half.

"Jade this is $350."

"Take it, Blake," Jade insisted. "We both need the money to leave this fuckin' town. And you need the money more than me."

"What about your druggie ex-boyfriend?" Blake asked. "He's the leader of the North Yankton Hunterz. He's bound to kill you if you don't pay him back."

"I don't give a fuck about him anymore." Jade replied. "What matters is us leaving this snowy town forever. Just you and me, Blake,"

Blake smiled. "Against the world."

Blake was sitting in the back of the van, as her sea green eyes were looking down at the new tattoo that she got not while ago.

It was very cute but small tattoo of two red and black ladybugs climbing to her thumb on her right hand where her name in cursive is on her wrist. The ladybugs represent of how her father Carter Missildine called her his ladybug, so she decided to have an etch onto her skin.

She also brought another tattoo that was etch on to her skin as well. On her left shoulder, there was a raggedy teddy bear with stitches and a red patch on the right side of it's stomach. Where his legs are, 'Michael's Blakie Bear' inscribed in black cursive permanent ink.

Her right hand started to shake before she decided to ball it up into a fist. The shaking went away as she clasped her hands together on her lap.

Blake taken a deep breath and close her eyes…

"Blake… Blakesleigh?"

"Aye, Blake,"

Blake snapped her eyes opened as she heard Michael and Franklin calling for her.

"Yeah?"

"It's your turn." Trevor said.

"My turn?" Blake said confused. "My turn for what?"

"Your first job," Trevor said. "Michael, Chef and I shared except for your little lover boy."

"Man fuck you," Franklin said.

"T, leave her alone." Michael said. "She'd probably didn't have a first bank job like us. Besides, she's too young."

"Well, how come Uncle Mikey decided to let his sweet little niece have a job as a heistman?" Trevor asked.

"That's badass heist girl to you!" Blake growled. "And anyway, my first job was me and Jade knocking off a liquor store back in Ludendorff. We stole at least four hundred dollars."

"Hey, not bad for a first job," Michael said. "That's what me, your dad and your Uncle T did a long time ago, before I was married and me and your Dad had kids."

"Jade? Jade who?" Trevor asked. "Is that another one of your little friends?"

"Wait, you mean Jade Knight?" Michael asked. "Jade from your kindergarten class?"

"Yeah, why?"

"I haven't heard that name in awhile." Michael stated. "I hope you're checking on her, since you two were good friends."

"Yeah… I am," Blake said slowly, while looking down.

In her heart, she misses Jade so much. She wishes that she can reverse time and...

"Blake, wasn't there something you wanted to tell me?" Michael asked.

"Uh… I'll tell you later, after the job." Blake replied. "Just not right."

They have arrived in Paleto Bay, once they were close to the bank.

But first they have time dropped off Franklin because his job was getaway. Blake wanted to be on getaway too, but they needed a fourth person and she was their personal that doesn't need a cut.

"Hey, Frank, were gonna drop you off here." Michael stated. "When you hear it kick off, get ready, because we're gonna wanna go ASAP."

"I'm on getaway man. I'll do it."

Once they made it, Blake turned on her voice changing choker necklace, as Michael slammed on the brakes and it made Blake fallen on the van's floor.

"Watch it!" Blake complained with her changed by deep voice, shaking her head.

"I'm sorry, B,"

Blake got off the floor and sat back down, before placing on her black ski mask.

"I'll bring you back a dye pack, just for you!" Trevor announced, once Franklin left the van.

"Are we ready for this?" Michael asked.

"You know I'm ready!" Blake said, with spirit.

"I could use a restroom break." Trevor said.

"Are you fuckin' kidding me?"

"Come on, Blakie Bear, I have to do number two!"

"Don't fuckin' call me that! Only Uncle M calls me that!" Blake hissed. "I hope you shit yourself again!"

"Oh very fuckin' funny, for giving me those weed and shit brownies."

"Wait, you had shit brownies too, T?" Michael asked.

"Yeah, because of our loving niece, I shitted up my back for a few hours, why you'd ask, Mikey?"

"Uh… I'm just asking, T,"

Blake started laughing, before it caught Trevor's attention.

"Cause, he had the same thing as well." Blake replied, before she started laughing. "He started asking for the Pepto Bismol, after when he shitted up the bathroom. I had to spray it down with air freshener."

Trevor started laughing along with his niece.

"Ah, screw both of you," Michael hissed.

Blake and Trevor continued laughing, before the van went into a complete stop near the bank entrance.

"Alright, we all good?" Michael asked. "Let's hit 'em!"

"Let's do this shit!"

Blake climbed out the back, before she grabbed her advance rifle from off the floor of the van. She had her pistol with her as well, once she hidden it behind her back where it was between her waist band and back.

They walked into the bank, as Trevor fire his shot gun at the alarm system.

"We want a few minutes of your time!" Chef stated. "Get down!"

"We ain't playin'!" Blake yelled aiming her advance rifle at the crowd. "Get down or something else is going to have bullets in their head!"

"Today's going one of two ways, friends!" Trevor said.

"Okay, you got the crowd. Cops should be here soon, so keep an eye out." Michael stated.

Once Trevor had control of the crowd, Blake joined with Michael and Chef as she kept her advanced rifle aiming at the worker's backs.

Chef announced that the door was ready to be busted down, as Michael busted down the door and they ran inside the vault, leaving Trevor behind.

Blake started grabbing the money as fast as she can, while having her duffle bag on the floor, next to her assault rifle. As soon as her duffle bag was halfway full, she heard her Uncle Trevor shooting his shotgun shooting in the air.

That's when she knows that the police was already there and Trevor was warning them.

"Damn, those dirty cops!" Blake said, still stuffing the duffel bag with stacks of money.

"Sheriff's here, we never coulda beaten that response."

"There's other ways of beating it!"

It was already sunset as they were still inside of the bank.

"You know you're surrounded, so you ain't getting a ride to airport. Now let the hostages go, and ah… we'll talk like gentleman."

"You mean lady and gentlemen right?" Blake asked.

"Time to face the music!"

They came out from the bank as they have body armor around them, protecting themselves.

Trevor had a mingun in his hands, as he was showing it in front of the cops. Blake next to her Uncle Michael as he told her to stay next to him, hoping that she will be protective while in his sight.

"Sweet... mother of shit."

"I love to make an entrance with my uncles," Blake stated.

Blake started firing her advance rifle as she can feel the adrenaline rush of her energy drinks taken over her body. She firing her rifle at the cops on her left, as she was smiling like a crazy person.

"Bye-Bye!" Blake said.

"I almost feel sorry for him." Trevor said.

"Holy shit. You see what I did." Michael asked.

"That was awesome, Uncle M!"

"This ain't about you, you self-mythologizing turd!" Trevor said.

"Man, screw you."

"I have a question? Why ain't you shitting up your back yet?" Blake asked, taking out another cop.

There was a helicopter hovering above the street between the bank and the motel. There was a sniper rifle guy sitting on the ledge of the helicopter while he was trying to take out the crew.

It caught Chef and Trevor's attention.

"One of you take it out!" Trevor yelled.

"Choppers yours, M and B!"

"Got 'em!" Blake announced, shooting down the sniper rifle guy as he fallen out the helicopter with the gun.

"Alright! I'll get to it!"

As Michael taken down the helicopter, it started losing control as it crashed landed at the motel across the street.

"Let's go!" Michael announced, as Blake was still behind him. "Come on, B,"

"I'm trying!" Blake said, as she started running the best she can to catch up with him.

She was starting to lose small bills of money, as she didn't zip up the duffle bag before leaving the bank.

"You know what? I think I would prefer the cops behind me." Michael said.

"Some more dirty cops!" Chef announced.

"Dirty cops are awesome!" Blake exclaimed.

"Our niece... has officially lost her tiny mind!" Trevor said.

"Eh, there's more cops in the bay. You ain't goin' to be able to get out this way." Franklin announced over the headset.

"You heard that?" Michael asked. "Shit! We aren't getting out on water."

"Franklin, be careful!" Blake said, with her changed but deep voice over the head.

"Don't worry about me, homie,"

"This is Blake!" She complained with her deep voice.

"Oh my bad,"

They made to the pool area at the motel, as Blake knocked out a screaming cleaning maid from behind who was trying to escape.

"No witnesses!" Blake growled.

Trevor shot down the fence as Michael and Chef went through along with Blake who was tailing behind them.

"Give yourself up! There is no way out!"

"Hey Frank, we need another escape route. Can you find a vehicle?" Michael asked. "Something that might stand up to gunfire. There's some construction around the way.

"Alright."

"Well, we have ruined someone's lovely home." Trevor said.

"Yeah, the only thing your crib's missing is a pool with a burning helicopter in it." Michael added.

"At least it don't happen in Rockford Hills!" Blake said.

As they made it to the other side of the street, there was more cops than ever. Blake stayed behind the car where Michael told her to be stay safe, as she was firing her rifle without aiming.

"It's so fuckin' hot in this suit!" Blake announced.

"Keep pushing through!" Michael said.

"It's too heavy!" Blake complained once again.

"You wanna play dead?" Trevor asked.

"That will be a good idea for me!" Blake said.

"We won't be playing!" Michael said.

"Aww!" Blake whined.

As Michael, Blake, and Chef ran towards the alleyway, Trevor stayed behind for a little bit to shoot out more cops until he gave up and follow the rest of the crew. Blake stayed in covered as she lifted her assault rifle and firing off.

"I'm so tired!"

"That's what happens when drink so many energy drinks," Michael said, he was covering next to his niece.

"I couldn't help it!" Blake replied. "I love them. Caffeine is my spirit animal!"

"They got the army on us!" Michael announced.

"They've paid off the military! Shit!" Chef said.

"I respect your service, but can you fuck off?!" Trevor said.

As they keep pushing though the army and more of the dirty cops, Blake noticed a helicopter and it was carrying an army tank.

"Holy Christ!" Blake yelled, she pointed it out. "Look!"

"They're flying in a tank!" Chef announced.

"We got move it, like right now!"

"Franklin, where are you?!" Blake asked, over her earpiece. "They have the army on us!"

"I'm on my way."

"You okay, kid?" Michael asked.

"I ain't dead yet, but I'm on my way."

"Please hurry, baby!" Blake announced.

"I will, just stay with Michael and Trevor!"

"Baby?" Michael asked.

"Uh, I mean, Frankie, Uncle Michael… I accidentally said it…" Blake said embarrassing, while looking away.

She started blushing, before she fire off her advance rifle at the remaining soldiers.

"There's our ride," Trevor announced.

"Awesome sauce!" Blake said, cheerfully.

"Good kid." Michael said.

As they climbed into the lifting claw, Michael told Franklin to start moving as Blake looked to see an army tank behind them. Somehow, they made it across the street as there was another tank blocking the road, until they decided to go inside of a factory to regroup.

"Can I remove this now?" Blake asked, Franklin was behind her as she looked up to see him.

She stood up with a smile, before she backed away from him.

"Man, y'all look hot as a mother fucker in them suits," Franklin said. "I feel undressed."

"Well… I feel… sexy in this…" Blake said embarrassingly.

As they walked inside of the factory together, they noticed a couple of army soldiers coming in while they were shooting at the crew. Blake shot one of them down while Michael took out the other one, which surprised the dark haired teenager.

"They're all over us!" Trevor announced.

"It was going so sweet!" Michael stated.

"Until they fucked it up!" Blake added.

As they shoot their way out though the warehouse, Blake stayed behind as usual, but she wasn't next to Michael.

This time she was next to Franklin, like she was protecting him.

"B, stay with your uncle." Franklin announced.

"I'm okay!"

Michael turned around after shooting down more army soldiers, before he grabbed his niece's left arm and pulled her close.

"Use me as cover, Frank. You don't wanna get out front," Michael stated. "Blake is doing the same too. Stay behind me you two, I got the armor."

"You're forgetting I have armor too?" Blake asked.

"I'm sorry, Blake, I want you to stay safe." Michael said.

"I know, but-"

"Will you two shut the fuck up and let's get our assess out," Trevor hissed.

Once they made to the railroad platform, Blake made it into cover once again, as she was hassled by more questions from Michael asking if she was alright. She kept agreeing, as she remembered of how a protective but dangerous uncle he was to her. Michael request Blake to stay into cover and not fire her weapon.

The crew can hear the train's horn blaring really loud as it was getting close. As Blake stayed behind cover while shooting her handgun, near to where her Uncle Michael was the train was finally here and it was passing by really quickly.

Everyone jumped onto it together and Blake almost fallen out of the train car, since the body armor was too heavy on her small body and the duffle bag full of money from the bank. Luckily, Michael and Franklin caught her just in time for her to be safe and sound, without getting a single bullet wound.

The moon appeared in the dark sky, as the stars were shining. Blake was laying her head down on the duffle bag full of money, as she was looking outside the moving train cart. She was changed out of her heist clothes and into her casual clothing, which was a white tank top, blue jean shorts, long black knee socks and her black high tops.

Michael was with the others having a conversation, before he noticed that his niece was getting very tired after having a long day and also having caffeine in her system.

He left Trevor and Franklin alone, so he can talk to his niece.

He moved some of Blake's hair out of her sleepy face, as it caught her attention to look at Michael's blue eyes.

"All good with you." Michael asked.

Blake had a smile on her face and she nodded.

"I'm fine, but…"

"But what?"

"No more… I don't wanna work with the feds." Blake finally confessed. "I don't wanna do more dirty work for Steve and Mr. Davey. I was okay with the jewelry store job, but… this is too far."

"I understand but…"

"Please…" Blake started to cry. "No more. I can't do it... My bipolar disorder is tearing me up and it's haunting me, about my abusive life."

"I'll see what I can do." Michael whispered, before placing a kiss on the side of her face.

Michael heard his iFruit phone chimed as he pulled it out of his back pocket. It was a reminder about the next day which involves his niece and it will be a very special day for her.

He smiled at the message, before placing his phone back into his back pocket.

"Hey,"

"Yeah?" Blake wiped her face off.

"What do you plan for tomorrow?" Michael asked.

Blake sighed. "I might as well be at the house. Or maybe I just need to hangout with Max."

"And Lunch?"

"You won't let me see her." Blake explained. "So, I'm following the rules this time."

"I'll tell you what, you can see Lunch again but if you and her done something stupid again, which involves police and fire department-"

"Wait, you letting me see Lunch again?" Blake asked.

Michael hated himself now, since he was letting Blake see her other friend who he band to see again.

"Yeah, I'm letting you,"

"Why are you letting me seeing her?" Blake asked.

"Cause I want you to be happy."

"Um, okay then," Blake said slowly, before turning away from him.

"Hey,"

"What, Uncle Michael?" Blake was starting to get annoyed by him.

"Do you what else happens this month?"

Blake sighed. "My birthday… if you're asking which day is it, I don't remember."

Blake looked back at the starry night. "When Mom hit me so much, I couldn't remember certain things, like my birthday and other things."

"Don't worry about her," Michael stated. "It's just you and me, Blakie Bear."

"I know… can I tell you something?"

"Anything, kiddo,"

"Remember my dad, Carter Grant?"

"Yeah?"

"I…"

Blake was thinking about what she was going to say in front of her uncle. If she told him that he found him and he wants her to move in with him. She will know that Michael will be alone in the house by himself without a family who loves him. Michael misses his own family, but Blake is the only family that he has left now until they truly returned.

"I'm happy that you're taking care of me as your niece. You're like a second father to me."

"Damn it, why did I changed the subject?!" Blake thought to herself. "I have to tell him sooner or later."

Michael smiled and he hugged his niece. Once they let go, Blake lay back down on the duffle bag, continuing looking outside of the moving train cart as Michael notice her tattoo on her shoulder.

He noticed the cute little ragged teddy bear with the small red patch on the side of it's stomach. He knew it was a new tattoo that Blake bought with her own money not long ago, as the skin was still sore on her.

And even he notice the words at the bottom of the tattoo where the teddy bear's legs are.

"Blakie Bear…" Michael whispered, before touching the tattoo. Blake flinched a little bit once she felt her uncle's fingers touching the pain of the permanent ink touching her sore skin.

Michael remove his fingers, as Blake wasn't whining in her sleep for him not to touch it anymore.

He was very grateful about the way his niece brought her a tattoo she'll be remembered as her Uncle Michael's Blakie Bear forever. He even noticed the two little ladybug tattoos on her hand climbing up to her thumb.

She was Carter's Ladybug and Michael's Blakie Bear.

He stood up as he noticed Blake's eyes were closed. He walked towards Trevor and Franklin as they stopped their conversation and looked at him.

"Hey, how about you two stay overnight at the house." Michael asked.

"Why?" Trevor asked.

"Let's just say Blake has a big day ahead of her." Michael stated. "She'd just turned seventeen."

Michael turned to see his niece once again. This time she was truly sleep, as he can hear her softly snoring, before shifting to having the back of her head against the duffle bag.

So, this was the best I can do for the Paleto Score mission with Blake in it… I even added a few laughs, but I still love it.

When I played the Paleto Score for the first time I had Gustavo Mota on my team, but I used Chef, since he was a very awesome guy!

So, Blake has two new tattoos! I hope everyone will like or love!

She has two red and black ladybugs climbing up to her thumb which represents her father Carter Missildine as his Ladybug.

She has a cute little raggedy teddy bear with a red sewing patch on the side of its stomach along with a few tears and a missing eye for a button. That represents that she is her Uncle Michael's Blakie Bear.