A/N-In this last chapter to the GTA V Story Mode, I've decided to add two Ludendorff memories after when I look back from the previous chapters of the story and found out that I have not completed one of them.
Four year old Blake had her ears cover as she was trying to block out the noise of her mother and auntie's loud yelling while running away from the trailer home and into the woods.
"You fucking bitch!" Amanda shouted.
"I hope your daughter grows up to be a stripper, just like you!" Macey retorted.
"Stop yelling!" Blake shouted as she ran through the woods with watery eyes.
"Is that even Carter's kid? You've probably fuck with my husband on the side, and that why he protected you, instead of his own wife!"
"Is Tracey even your own kid? She looks too much like Brad." Macey questioned angrily.
"Aaaahhh!" Blake screamed loudly to block out the noise, as she realized that was standing in the middle of an ice lake, outside of the woods. As she stared at her own reflection from the frozen ice, Blake stood there while she tried to move her foot, but was afraid of breaking the ice… until she heard the ice making a small crack, which causes her to have her eyes widened in fear.
"Blakie Bear!" Michael called out as Blake only turn her head.
"Kiddo, it's alright. We're here." Brad explained.
"Shrimp, stay fuckin' still!" Trevor called out, as Blake slowly turn her whole body towards them while the other saw that the dark haired child made another large crack in the ice lake.
"Lord have mercy!" Carter exclaimed.
"One of you, get my baby out of there!" Macey shouted in fear, as she pushed both Trevor and Michael towards the edge of the lake.
"Fuckin' A…" Michael said quietly, before looking back at Blake. "Hold on, Blakie. We're comin' to get ya." He said, reassuring his niece.
"Yeah, Uncle Mikey's comin' to get ya." Trevor said, backing away from the lake as Michael stood there and turn around to see the psychopath standing next to Brad and Carter.
"Yeah, thanks, T." Michael said, sarcastically while looking at him, before looking back at Blake. "I really appreciated the help."
As Michael slowly walks onto the ice, he can hear Blake whimpering in fear while looking at her uncle trying to reach to her. Once he made it, Michael decides to reach out and grab onto his nieces right arm and lifting her up into a warm hug.
"Don't run away from me like that again, Blakie Bear…" Michael whispered, before kissing Blake's forehead, until… the ice lake finally broken into pieces as Michael and Blake sunk down into the freezing water hearing Macey, Amanda, Tracey and Jimmy screaming out in fear.
"As the fight still continues at Vespucci Beach and Del Perro Pier, we have just received news over two hours ago that FIB Agent, Steve Haines was assassinated by the known Los Santos assailant, Usagi." The Weazel News reporter on Blake's radio explained, as the dark haired teen with red streaks was laying down on the hood of her Bravado Gauntlet while smoking a cigarette and watching the sun setting at the foothills of Mount Chiliad. "It seems that Haines has become a liar to both the FIB and the people in the communist of San Andreas as the commissioner of the FIB seem disappointed and displeased with the late FIB agents actions, forcing Agent Dave Norton, a young teen who was sexually assaulted by him that doesn't want to be identified, along with her father and his close friends to do his dirty work as he confessed it all during his live recording of his show, Underbelly of Paradise and even in the email that the young teen sent towards his boss. We don't know how to thank this Usagi assassin from saving our community from another liar, but people from Grove Street seems to thank her, by having all night party to celebrate Haines' death. And now back to our regularly scheduled program." He explained, before Blake heard the Weazel News special report theme, until Blackbird by Noni was heard loudly through the speakers.
Blake climbed off her Gauntlet as she threw her half finished cigarette over the cliff, before going into the backseat of her muscle car to grab her black backpack, which she brought with her from the hotel. Placing her backpack against her car, Blake went into the trunk of the Gauntlet and taken out a jerry can full of gasoline, before pouring it all into a steel barrel that a few branches inside.
"This will help get it started it…" Blake said after tossing the jerry can away as it was finally empty. Next, she went into her black backpack to pulled out an expensive blouse that belongs to Amanda and one of Michael's cigars. She toss Amanda's blouse into the barrel, before lighting one Michael's cigar while having it in her mouth. After taken a few puffs, Blake started coughing violently as she had the cigar in her own fingers. "Ah, smoking more, but enjoying it less..." She stated, before throwing it into the barrel, before jumping back in fright when large flames came, nearly burning her. "Now, that's a Daddy's Little Monster's fire."
As she grabbed onto the long pink wig and the rabbit mask, Blake look at both items in her hands once more, before hearing a car coming her way and dropping both the wig and mask on the ground.
"Qui es-tu?!" Blake demanded in French while aiming her pistol at the dark front windshield of the black Declasse Tornado. "Ne t'approche pas, ou je vais te tuer!" She warned, having her index finger against the trigger.
"Ah, cut that Russian or Spanish bullshit, Shrimp." Trevor said, as he climbed out of the black Tornado. "Uncle T's here to save your little ass."
"God, I hate to do this…" Blake said after putting her pistol away and running towards Trevor to hug him, before the psychopath wrapped his arms around his niece. "There…" She said, after removing her arms and move away from Trevor. "That's all I'm gonna do. Uh… did anyone in a red sports car follow you?" She questioned, while looking down at her feet as the left foot was playing with a small rock.
"No, why?" Trevor questioned, before looking back at the knocking trunk of the black Tornado, as Blake did the same thing. "Is someone supposed to be? Or you're plannin' to become a snake, like Daddy Mikey, huh?"
"No, nothing like that…" Blake answered, before looking behind Trevor at the black Tornado. "What do you have back there? A mountain lion or a puma?"
"Hey!" Devin Weston's voice was heard loudly in the back trunk.
"Sounds like a yogi to me." Blake stated, before following Trevor to the back of the Tornado, and open the trunk to reveal Devin who had duct tape around his ankle and wrist. "Hey, Devin, what's hanging?" She questioned, having her hands in her front blue skinny jeans pocket.
"Michael's daughter? I thought you were still sleeping!' Devin explained, before Trevor return back with more duct tape and tap his mouth shut.
"Ah, shut up and find a happy place." Trevor retorted, while smoothing the tape on his face and all Blake and Trevor can hear his muffle noise coming from Devin.
"Since you brought Merryweather into my house you're going to experience some intensive pain from me." Blake said while pulling out more duct tape from the roll, before ripping part of it off with her teeth and sticking onto the front of Devin's hair.
"Shrimp, what the-" Trevor started to question, before hearing the loud ripping noise as Blake pulled the sticky tape off of Devin's hair, while the millionaire muffled his painful screams. Now it was showing part of his bleeding scape on his head and his own hair on the sticky part of the tape as Blake held onto the tape with her right hand. "Have you lost your tiny mind?!" He finally questioned.
"No… I'm just sweet and deadly, that's all." Blake answered, before Trevor look down at Devin who was in agony and back at Blake who had the roll of duct tape around her left wrist.
"Let me see that roll of tape." Trevor said.
"Okay, but you better share it." Blake said, while handing the roll of duct tape towards Trevor, as he pulled out a large piece of it.
As Blake and Trevor were watching the sun setting, the dark haired teen with red streaks was again applying her Blue Valentine matte lipstick in the door mirror, as Trevor was looking at her.
"What?" Blake questioned while still applying.
"You're too young to be wearing that. Give that shit up, makes you look old like that fat turd of a father." Trevor explained.
"Wow, you've finally noticed, huh?" Blake questioned before placing the removable cap onto the dark blue matte lipstick. "I'll give this up, when I look like the blow up stripper doll at home in about 30 years from now." She explained, referring to Amanda before placing the lipstick into the one on the cup holders until she noticed a black Bravado Bison heading towards them as it parked next to Blake's Gauntlet.
"Blakie." Michael said, before hugging his daughter tightly as Blake had her arms wrapped around him, smelling cigarettes and whiskey that she missed so much about him. "I'm glad you're safe. Guess Trevor didn't kill you."
"Oh very funny, Mikey." Trevor said sarcastically.
"Ahem!" Carter said, clearing his throat before Michael and Blake look at the dark brown haired father.
"What, C?" Michael questioned.
"What, C? Can I at least hug my Ladybug?" Carter questioned, after imitating Michael. Blake removed her arms as Michael did the same, before walking towards Carter and hugged him as well, making him feel much better to see his other daughter safe and sound. "I miss you so much, Ladybug. Much more than Michael has." He said, before whispering the last part towards Blake as Michael heard it.
"Oh bite me, C. She's my daughter." Michael said, before Blake removed her arms around Carter, until she noticed Franklin heading his way driving his green Western Bagger motorcycle. As he parked his bike, Blake immediately ran towards him once he climbed off, hugging him from behind and resting the side of her face onto his back, causing Carter to go into protective father mode. "Carter, it ain't worth it. Let her go."
"But she's my baby doll, Michael!" Carter exclaimed, before calming down. "I won't worried about that for now. Bet she'll find another one soon after leaving Franklin."
"Ah, don't worry about him. He's a good kid." Michael stated, before Blake and Franklin let go. "So, I'm assuming you got him?" He questioned Trevor as he walked towards the back of the Tornado.
"Safe and sound." Trevor answered as he lifting up the trunk to show Devin who was still tied up with not even a strand of hair on his head and face and with sharpie marker on his forehead saying 'Bitch Ass'.
"Eh, my bad homie. I picked C. Ain't that a bitch?" Franklin responded, before the five heard Devin trying to say something back with the duct tape still across his mouth.
"Well, Devin, hey even though I am young but sometimes innocent in people's eyes. But the way I see through my little monster eyes, there are two great things that you should know about all five of us." Blake explained. "Number one, we like to be respected. Even though that my late uncle Brad is not here with us, he would love to be a part of this no matter what. And also you and others think you are so bad that you can do whatever you want to us treat us like we're trash every day even though we have started from the bottom like you and so many others. And number two, what I learned from dad and history class geometry class is offshoring your profits."
"Hey, that's horrible." Michael stated. "You wouldn't want to go offshore just to save a little money, would you, T?" He questioned.
"Oh, I don't think so." Trevor disagreed.
"Would you, Frank?" Michael questioned.
"Nah, I ain't goin' nowhere." Franklin answered.
"Blake?"
"Make that a hell no." Blake responded.
"And what about you, Carter?" Michael questioned.
"With the money I have, you don't see me leaving LS." Carter responded.
"And guess what, Devin? Your opinion doesn't even matter to all of us. Keep your profits the fuck outta America." Michael explained.
"And don't fuck with all of us, cause if you do you'll get hurt in the end." Blake explained.
"The way she and Michael explains it all is more understandable than what fuckin' rich people talk about." Trevor responded.
"Plus I don't owe you money. You owe me money for that fuckin' dinner you had in my restaurant and gave it a bad review." Carter said as everyone look at him.
"You mean to tell me this guy ate at your restaurant gave you a bad review and then send Merryweather out to you?" Blake questioned, having her arms crossed.
"No, I kicked his ass out, 'cause he wanted to buy my place when it's a good restaurant by the beach."
"Makes perfect sense." Michael said, before pulling the duct tape off of Devin's mouth. "Any last words?"
"Fucking little cunt bitch! Wait until my daughter comes after you." Devin said, before place the duct tape back onto his mouth.
"What a fuckin' waste of last words." Blake said sarcastically.
"And Devin. Goodbye, my friend." Michael said, having his hand on top of the trunk before pushing it down along with Blake.
"Bye-Bye!" Blake said, imitating Usagi's voice, before having her hands onto the back of the Tornado.
The five started pushing the black Tornado off the cliff with Devin still in the trunk, as it fallen into the water while making a few crashes.
"Well?" Blake only said, until a few seconds later the black Tornado finally exploded, killing off Devin Weston. As the five stood there in silence, Blake was looking up at the men as they were doing the same to her and others. "Uh… so what should we do now?" She finally questioned.
"Now, we get on with our lives." Michael answered.
"As friends." Trevor responded.
"What? Ain't like I got no choice." Michael said.
"Yeah, we should. After all we've been through, in the past 27 years." Carter explained. "20 for you, Trevor. Me and Mike met in high school. Along with Franklin and Blake who had experience this whole journey with us."
"So, we're like poorly, unmatched friends and including a little girl like me who became a little monster." Blake explained.
"Yeah, you can say that, if you put it that way, Shrimp." Trevor responded.
"Shit, I don't know what Devin was talking about sayin' that his daughter was comin' after us." Franklin said.
"We don't have to worry about her. Last I heard, she was in the Bolingbroke Penitentiary." Blake explained. "Can I tell y'all something?" She questioned as she turn around to face everyone. "I was the one who killed Haines. Not Trevor."
"We already knew." Michael said.
"Say what?" Blake said confused.
"We already knew that you killed Steve." Carter responded.
"What?!" Blake said shockingly.
"We just heard Usagi on the radio and even Lester and Trevor both said that someone's already killed him on Ferris Whale." Michael explained.
"I just wanted to get that out in the open, that's all." Blake said. "Now, I want to go home."
"Me too, I had enough for one day. Plus, I have fatherly duties back in Del Perro Pier, where Norah and Charlie are waiting on me." Carter explained, backing up towards his black Bravado Bison. "You catching a ride with Ladybug, Mike?" He questioned.
"Yeah, I wanna see her drive for first time again." Michael said, having his arm around Blake's shoulders.
"Wait, C. I need a lift." Trevor said, as Carter look at him. "We cool, amigo?"
"Yeah, whatever, get in." Carter answered, before Trevor climb into the passenger side of the Bravado Bison and they drove off.
"You better head home. I'll spend the night with you tomorrow, once I get my head straight." Blake said, before hugging Franklin.
"Great choice, Blakie. No kissing right in front of me." Michael teased.
"Daddy!" Blake said embarrassed, while removing her arms around him. Franklin laughed at his girlfriend, before getting on to his green Western Bagger motorcycle and drove off.
"Now, should we head home?" Michael questioned.
"Yeah…" Blake answered quietly, with her arms crossed.
"You okay, Blakie Bear?" Michael questioned. "You can tell me anythin' since everythin' is done." He stated.
"I know… But let's go home, before it gets too dark." Blake said, before she and Michael climb into the Bravado Gauntlet, until she smacked the ex-criminal's hand as he was about to touch the radio. "My radio, my music. You've done that to me, when I was little back in Ludendorff. And even here in Los Santos as well." She explained, before turning up the volume on her radio as Never Ending by Rihanna started playing.
As Blake drove off, Michael decided to fall asleep into the muscle car as the dark haired teen with red streaks knew that he had a long day and he is finally now getting some rest after all everyone went through.
Blake hopes that everything will be back to normal again when the next day comes by no more hiding lies and no more hiding secrets.
Everything will be truly back to the way it was before. Before the heists. Before the FIB. Before Martin Madrazo. Even after escaping her schizophrenic mother.
After everything Blake been through, she seems so sweet and innocent on the outside to everyone, but the inside where only a few people know the truth about her.
Blake De Santa became Sweet and Deadly towards her enemies.
STORY MODE END
Four year old Blake slowly woken up by the sound of the heart monitor beeping in the hospital room as she began to feel the warmth coming back towards her and her body. She thought she was sleeping on a warm bed knowing that she falling into the lake with her Uncle Mikey, until she realize that she was laying on top of him.
As her big teal colored eyes stare at his sleeping face for a few seconds, Blake decide to touch his stubble chin and Michael slowly woken up from his sleep, knowing that his daughter is finally awake at the moment.
"Uncle Mikey?" Blake questioned.
"Hey… I'm here, kiddo." Michael said, quietly before giving Blake a small bottle of water for her to drink. As she sat down on his waste, Blake drank some of the water before giving back to Michael. "That scared you, didn't it, Blakie Bear?" He questioned after recalling that he and Blake falling into the frozen lake water and now suffering from hypothermia.
"Yeah… I was very scared." Blake responded. "Uncle Mikey? Will Mommy and Auntie Mandy be friends again?"
"I don't think so. The way they have been yelling at each other, won't be the same anymore." Michael answered, now touching her long and damp raven black hair, she'd inherited from her real father which his himself.
"Will I see you again?" Blake questioned. "Mommy wanted to take me away from you, Auntie Mandy, Tracey and Jimmy."
"Of course, you will." Michael answered, before pulling her down for a hug. "Mommy just can't think straight. I wouldn't let her take you away from me. You're my Blakie Bear, kiddo."
"Yeah… I'm always your Blakie Bear, Uncle Mikey." Blake responded quietly.
And that was story mode to Grand Theft Auto V, including the one and only Blake De Santa who became the girl who is Sweet and Deadly!
Now, I have a question for everyone. Do you believe that this is the last chapter to this whole story?
I have a bunch of GTA V stories that are very good to read and even have new original characters created by me. One of them I should recommend is called Unforeseen Family, which is a cute story that includes Blake becoming a adopted mother to a baby boy that she found back in Ludendorff and now raising him in Los Santos.
I even did a few stories along with xXBalorBabeXx and Cry-Of-A-Warp-Engine, so go check them out on my profile and even on theirs!
And the first chapter to the sequel of Sweet and Deadly, and it's called Let's Just Live, plus it's a slight AU from the original one.
"Who are you?! Don't come close or I'll kill you!" That what Blake said in French while aiming her pistol at Trevor.