SEVERAL DAYS LATER:
"So where are we going?" Niko asked.
"I got this meeting over on Joliet Street. There's a rifle up on the roof of the place next door. You need to go up there and make sure nothing goes wrong" Packie said, as he and Niko were meeting for the first time.
"I suppose I can handle that," Niko insisted.
"Great.. Though this isn't MY deal.. It's someone else's.. Someone who owes Elizabeta a little bit of money... I'm supposed to be watching over the person, the same way you're watching 'me'.. You're me guardian angel, boy" Packie said.
"If you and this stranger don't trust these guys you're doing the deal with, how come you trust me?" Niko asked.
"You got a good luck about you and I'm lucky with my gut feelings" Packie replied.
"If you say so," Niko laughed.
"Anyway.. You better get going, the accomplishment is meant to be arriving soon" Packie replied.
Niko nodded, and drove off to the roof.
Eventually a blue Volkswagen came to pick up Packie. Whatever one it is my sister has in real life.. Only blue.
"Oh.. It's you again" Packie said, seeing the driver.
"Hello Packie" Dash replied.
"How do you know my na-''
"I'm friends with Kate," Dash replied.
"Well.. As long as you're looking after her, I guess I can trust you" Packie replied.
"Anyway.. Seeing that you already know mine? What's your name girl?" Packie asked.
"Dashlene Lucia, but most call me Dash."
"Well then Dash.. Let's hope you're better at selling dope, than you are at robbing convenience stores" Packie jokes.
LATER:
Niko was seen getting into position, as Dash and Packie were still in her blue car, waiting.
Dash is seen trying to roll a joint of weed. She was still kinda hungover, and it usually helps.
"Allow me" Packie said, rolling it up properly for her.
"How'd you meet Liz anyway?" Packie asked.
"3 days ago.. I was broke, and needed money.. She's paying for a hotel in exchange for me doing work for her.. The deal went south and I was robbed, well, technically Liz was." Dash replied.
"I see... You still have that gun?" Packie asked.
"Sure do.. Well, the pistol at least." Dash replied, showing him a Glock 17.
"Nice choice" Packie replied, showing he has the same one.
Suddenly they saw four men approaching.
"Ah, finally" Packie replied, and they both got out of the car.
Dash and Packie approached the four men, but suddenly Dash stopped dead in her tracks when she saw the one in the middle.
"YOU!" She cried in anger and shock.
"Did you miss me sweet cheeks?" Tom McKenny, the same man who robbed her earlier, mocked.
"Where's my money asshole!" Dash said angrily.
Tom just laughed, ignoring the question.
"Let's just get this over with" Packie said, knowing from Dash's reaction, that Tom couldn't be a good person.
"You got the stuff?" Tom asked.
"Yes I do Tom.. But don't try any funny business this time" Dash said sternly.
"Oh please, like I'm supposed to be scared of a girl who doesn't even have real tits" Tom laughed, implying they are small to him. They probably somewhat are. But no more than average.
"Yeah well, nobody told you to look at them" Packie said, eyeing Tom.
"Nobody fucking asked for 'your' opinion!" Tom rudely said to Packie.
"Hey fuck you!" Packie cried out, and Dash had to hold him back.
"Look Tom.. Just give me my money, EXTRA money, because of your little stunt last time.. And I'll give you your damn drugs.. And everyone will be happy" Dash said, calmly.
"What if we don't?" Tom replied.
"Then we kill you and take the money anyway." Packie threatened.
"Not if I kill you FIRST!" Tom cried, suddenly taking out a Combat Pistol and shooting Packie in the shoulder, (though he was aiming for the head).
Dash, in response, shot Tom right in the head, giving herself some revenge. The others reached for their guns and Dash shot 2 of them though the head, but the third dodged it, and fired back at her with a 9mm Pistol.
'Where the hell is Niko!?' Packie thought to himself, as he was still bent over in agony, but still helped Dash shoot at the covered enemies.
At that moment, four more enemies came out, but unfortunately for them, Niko saw them and all 4 were gunned down before they knew what hit them.
The remaining guy knocked Dash on the ground and prepared to shoot her when Packie shot him through the head.
"Huh.. Guess that makes us even" Dash said, almost smiling at him.
"Well.. Technically I saved your life TWICE.. The first being not shooting you myself, in the gas store" Packie reminded her.
"Find.. What you want from me?" Dash asked.
"Well.. You can actually handle a gun better than I expected.. How's about working for me?" Packie asked.
"Well... I guess I have nothing better to do.. Sure, why not" Dash replied.
FOUR WEEKS LATER:
"Hey, Man, this is getting out of control. The police are all over me. I can feel them." Elizabeth said, paranoidly.
"So?" Niko asked.
"So? So?! So I'm going to go to prison, for a long time! So, my life is over! All this work... for nothing, man. [snorting coke] Being tough in a man's world... I guess I wasn't so tough, huh? Jorge turned state's... everyone's a rat!.." Elizabeth cried angrily.
"Not me." Niko insisted.
"Whatever!" Elizabeth cried angrily.
Elizabeth snorted coke before saying.
"Dash… I never should have brought that poor girl into this!"
"I'm sure it wasn't your fault, these things just happened." Niko insisted, though not knowing who Dash was at this point.
Elizabeth snorted more coke.
Voice: Open up, man!
"Who is it!?" Elizabeth cried.
Voice: It's the streets, man!
"Okay. Hold on." Elizabeth said, opening the door, but sadly this didn't end up being a good idea.
"Alright, man. This is what Manny's all about, man!" Manny cried, in his usual over-drama.
Jay: Manny... Manny, Manny, Manny.
"Now, word up, bitch, you betta stop slinging that shit on my streets, yo. We don't want it anymore. Hey, yo, Jay, you catching this!?" Manny cried, interrogating Lizzy.
Jay: Rolling, rolling!
"What is this Manny? For fuck's sake!?" Elizabeth cried, losing her temper even more.
"The streets have spoken. Now leave my people alone!.. (sees Niko) Yo, Niko, what are you doing here?" Manny cried.
"(shoots Manny and Jay, killing both, as they were briefly distracted) I am not in the mood for this right now!" Elizabeth cried angrily, and held a 9mm Pistol.
"Well he said he was going to bust a dealer," Niko said, examining the corpses.
"Can you help me clean this mess up? There's a doctor in Broker who can help. Come on, let's put 'em in my car." Elizabeth said.
THE FOLLOWING DAY:
Inside the hotel room Liz has been paying for, Dash used the money from Tom to buy some new clothes, and some burgetshot. Banking the rest.. Though also buying some weed from Little Jacob.. She never gets a house, but by this point, she might be richer than she lets on. As even after Liz's arrest, Dash still ends up keeping the hotel room.
Dash is seen eating her burger, happy at doing so. She always liked that place. She tried calling Elizabeth but it went to voicemail.
"Damn, where is sh-"
Suddenly Dash saw Lizzy Torris on the tv, and quickly turned up the volume.
TV: Mrs Torris has been arrested for drug trafficking.. But still no sign of Manny Escuela, and his cameraman.
"Oh god!.. She was all I had left!" Dash said tearfully.
Turning off the tv, Dash laid on her hotel, trying to gather her thoughts when suddenly her cell phone rang, from an unknown caller.
"Who is this?" Dash asked, a bit grumpy now.
Packie: Packie McCreary.. Remember me?
"Oh.. Sure, sure.. Kate's brother.. How is she?" Dash asked.
Packie: She's fine.. Listen.. I'm sorry about Lizzy Torris, I know you two were close.. But anyway, Liz swore by you. Said your good.. And she's never been wrong before, and you're probably in need of cash.. Come to me ma's.. I have some work for you.. And the money is good, trust me.
"Fine, give me an hour, maybe a little more," Dash said, and hung up. She headed towards her shower.
LATER THAT EVENING:
Dash arrived at Packie's house. She is now seen wearing a dark grey hoodie, and a dark green toque hat over her long unkempt black hair.
"Packie.. I'm here." Dash said, letting her presence be known as she entered the front door after Kate let her in.
Packie: (voice) Great! One sec.. (loud gunshot heard) Francis, you rat bastard! Come near my fence again, and that'll be your head!
Francis: (voice) Eh, Shut up!
"I -Is this normal?" Dash nervously asked Kate.
"Unfortunately, yes" Kate replied.
Dash entered into the room Packie's voice was coming from, seeing him holding a Combat Shotgun, and firing it outside of a window, trying to scare off his brother Francis. Who is off view the whole time.
"GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE!" Packie screamed, firing another warning shot.
Francis: (voice) Oh, big man, with the big shotgun.. Like we don't already have THOUSANDS of those at the police station!
Packie shoots and merely misses Francis.
Francis: (laughs) You shoot like an old woman!
"I.. I should come back another time" Dash said, trying to leave.
"No. No.. It's fine, stay.. Were only joking around …''
Suddenly there was a gunshot from outside, and Packie and Dash both ducked, as the window broke.
"SHIT!" They both cried.
"How do YOU like it Packie!" Francis cried, revealing to have his own Combat Shotgun.
"I.. I really think I should go!" Dash said, getting more frightened.
"No. No.. I.. I need you to pick up my drugs.. I'll pay you. And this (shoots bullet at Francis) BASTERD is threatening to call his cop buddies if I fuckin leave this room!.. Can you do it!?" Packie asked.
"(sighs) Fine.. But you better not be setting me up" Dash warned.
Shortly after Dash returned to Packie's and rang the doorbell.
Kate: (shouting) Packie, the door!
Packie: (shouting) Here's a crazy idea Kate, ANSWER IT~!
Kate: I can't, I'm busy!
Packie: (shouting) I'm busy too, so you answer it!
Kate: (shouting) I can't! I'm on the toilet!
Packie: (shouting) For fuck sake, I don't need to hear that! Can't you just say, I'm busy!?
Kate: (shouting) I said I was busy! But that wasn't "good enough" for you!
Packie: (shouting) You know what! I hope it's one of those home invasion deals, AND THEY SHOOT ME IN THE HEAD!
Kate: (shouting) Well, if it's a home invader, don't tell them I'm on the toilet!
Packie answers the door.
"Hey, hey, you made it!" Packie cried excitedly, and gave Dash a hug.
Kate: (shouting) Who is it!?
"It's Dash!" Packie shouted back.
Kate: (shouting) Well bring her inside! We don't need bugs!
"The bugs only come here, BECAUSE YOU'RE THEIR QUEEN!.. (calmly to Dash) So how was your drive?" Packie replied.
"It was fine, here's the stuff" Dash said, handing him a bag.
"Did the deal go well?.. Any problems?" Packie asked.
"No.. It was fine" Dash replied.
"Good, good, I'll put the money in your account when I get a minute." Packie said.
"Sure," Dash replied.
"But anyway.. My brother Gerald heard about you needing money and all.. He wants to speak to you, he's in the kitchen" Packie said, examining the drugs in the bag.
Dash went into the kitchen, and sure enough, there was Gerald.
"Ahh. You must be Dash.. Your friend Elizabeth Torris told you about your abilities.. Don't want them wasted by working for my idiot brother" Gerald jokes.
"He's not so bad," Dash insisted, still wearing the toque.
"I know.. I was only joking.. In truth you probably will be working with him again, but not yet.. Wait till his real jobs start coming" Gerald explained.
"But anyway.. Packie said you can handle a gun. That's a nice start.. But if you're gonna be a McReary.. We need to know we can trust you" he added.
"How do I do that?" Dash asked.
"Well, Packie's buddy's Gordon Sergeant and Michael Keane are in a bit of a jam.. You mind helping them out?" Gerald asked.
"I'll do my best," Dash replied.
"Good.. Take this.. You need it" Gerald said, handing her a combat shotgun.. Which can often be Dash's weapon of choice.. At least on the 4th.
LATER:
Dash found Gordon and Michael trapped by a rival gang, and helped them clear the area, using her shotgun.
"Thanks doll" Gordon said, as she drove them back.
"Don't call me that," Dash warned.
"Well, pretty girl like you sho-
"I don't like being hit on, so please don't" Dash growled.
"Wow.. Sassy one, huh.. That just makes you hotter" Gordon laughed.
"You want to walk!?.. Then please stop talking!" Dash cried out.
"Mr McCreary, I brought your friends where they needed to go" Dash said into the phone.
Gerald: Good girl.. Packie was right about you.. Good thing Francis is too busy to interfere with the wait now.
"Busy with what?" Dash asked.
Francis: Paying some loser thug to do his dirty work.
MEANWHILE IN EAST HOLLARD:
Niko: (calling Francis) I'm outside the project, where is he?
Francis: Should be on the second floor, keeps an eye on all his boys from up there. The guys you see are gonna be working for that scumbag in one way or another.. Anyway, these projects all got the same layout, a staircase leading up on either side. Try to get off the ground floor before getting violent.
Niko: Violent? Me?
Francis: Yeah you. Remember, you're doing a real service for the community by getting rid of this scumbag!
Niko: Francis McReary is the community now? You're starting to sound like your friend Manny.
Niko fights to the second level, then chases Clarence up to the roof, using an MP5-SMG as his primary weapon in most of these stories.
"Yo, yo, yo. Man, you got me, chill. I surrender. You wouldn't kill an unarmed man, would you?" Clarence asked, surrounding his gun, and going onto his knees.
"This isn't my choice, the police want you dead" Niko said, holding the SMG at Clarence's head.
"Yo, it's that rat cop McReary. Ain't it? He doesn't like a younger brother with ambition. Tell you what, I'll reform. I'll get out of the game. Get a GED or some shit. Make something of my life. McReary is going to think I'm dead. Word. Come on, boss. Don't kill me, boss. I'm too young to die. Please. Please!" Clarence bagged.
After some thought, Niko forced himself to kill Clarence anyway. shooting a bullet through the man's face.
"Sorry," Niko said, feeling empty inside.
Niko: (still feeling regret) He tried to convince me to let him go. Said he's got out of town.. I finished him anyway.
Francis: Good move. You shouldn't trust a word that comes out of that scum's mouth. The streets are a little bit cleaner now he's gone. One percent - it's all we can hope for.
Niko: Whatever you say. They don't look much cleaner from where I'm standing.
4 AND A HALF WEEKS LATER:
"All I'm saying is that we'll all be judged in the end, all of your brothers... and you, Patrick.. And you, Kate!" Maureen McReary said.
"Who's going to judge Kate!? What would she win if they did? Virgin of the year?" Packie laughed.
"I'm thinking maybe you can catch VD for both of us, Patrick" Kate mocked.
"Fuck you, Katie!" Packie laughed.
"Language," Maureen said.
"Sorry, Ma" Packie replied.
Niko enters the house. Wearing his trademark outfit.
Packie saw him, and got up while saying "Oh, there he is, Mr. fucking crazy man... you wanna beer?"
"No," Niko replied.
"Good. 'Cause I ain't fucking got none" Packie laughed.
"Very funny. Maybe if being a drunkard doesn't work out you can be a comedian" Niko replied, causing Kate to laugh.
"Fuck off... and you Kate, fuck off outta here!" Packie replied.
"But aren't you gonna introduce us?" Kate replied.
"Fine.. That's my ma... And this is my sister. Lovely lass. Scared to bits of life. And fucking off outta here right now, before I throw a fuckin' bottle at her!
Kate: Nice to meet you.
Niko: Likewise, see you around.
Kate: Bye. [Ma and Kate leave.]
"What a girl... I think she likes you... Word to the wise, though - she didn't put out. Which is convenient, 'cause if she did, I'd have to kill you" Packie told Niko.
"Understood," Niko replied.
"Good lad.. You got any drugs on you, boy?" Packie asked.
"No," Niko replied.
"Shit!... well, probably a good thing... We got some business to take care of. Come on.'' Packie replied, leading them outside.
ON THE ROAD:
Packie: Okay, there's a ship coming in and we're the welcoming party.
Niko: Who are we welcoming and what have they got that makes this drive worth the effort?
Packie: We're welcoming some of our cousins from the East, but we don't know what it is that they're bringing in exactly. All we know is that it's worth a dollar or two.. My brother Gerald had word about it through this Italian, Ray Boccino. He gave us the heads up in exchange for a cut of the haul.
Niko: What makes you think that the information is legit?
Packie: First off, I don't trust this guinea for a second. We wouldn't be working for him if our family still had the same status it did back in the day. But that's another story.
Niko: Am I going to hear this story?
Packie: Anyone who hands around my family hears about the old days. Just wait... Oh yeah, Ray Boccino is a slimy motherfucker. The one thing you can rely on him for is greed. I'm too small time to be worth setting up so the one angle he can be playing is the cash one.
Niko: Makes sense.
Packie: Yeah, he'll probably try to give us a fraction of whatever this stuff's worth but it'll be a fun night.
Niko: Depends on what you think is fun.
Packie: Stealing, gunfire, car chases, all the usual stuff.
Niko: Usual for you and me maybe. The general population, I am not so sure.
Packie: General population?.. That's a prison term. Have you ever been inside?
Niko: Not in this country.. In Europe. They do things different there. Not so much of the "fun in the shower" that you guys have here in America.
Packie: Must have been a real disappointment. Bet a guy like you thought he was going to be real' popular with the lifers. Did no one pay you any attention?
Niko: As I said, the whole "prison bitch" thing is an American phenomenon. It doesn't happen on the other side of the ocean.
Packie: Well, you've got to do some time over here. See what you've been missing out on in your chaste European jails.
Niko: I'm going to pass on that.. Send me a postcard if you do some time.
Packie: Will do. Might even put you on the visitors list.
Niko: I'd be fucking touched.
Packie: You'd be touched if you did some time, that's for sure.
Niko: We would see if they'd be able to touch me, I got some moves.
Packie You're a good man, Niko. I like you. Not in a "fun in the showers" kind of way. In a male bonding, about to go rob some people, kind of way.
Niko: I think I know what you are saying.
Packie: Good man.. Anyway I would have brought Dash in this, but she's doing some work for my brother Gerry.
Niko: Dash?.. I keep hearing that name.
Packie: She's been working for Elzabeth Torris, but with her in jail, she's left working with us McReary's.. Only ones I can trust, is her.. As well as my family, some of them at least.. And people I don't know... That's why you're on this job with me.
Niko: Because you don't know me?
Packie: That, and you helped save my life.. Saving someone's life has got to count for something in this fucked up age we live in.
Niko: That depends on the life, I guess.
Packie: Tell you what, I'll snort a load of rails, fuck a lot of drunk girls, get into fights on a nightly basis and die young leaving a scarred, bloated corpse. That sound like the sort of life worth saving?
Niko: Most definitely.
Later from on top the roofs, Packie is seen placing a Red dot sight on his AK47. Niko was seen reloading his SMG.. He sticks to a SMG in this series. He's enough of a badass that it's all he needs.
"You sure that will be enough?" Packie asked, seeing his small sized gun.
"It's lighter and smaller than a rifle. And plus it got me this far" Niko replied.
"If you say so... Anyway. This is where the deal's meant to be going down.. (sees boat coming in) And here's the boat, right on time.. See those boxes on the back of the boat? They must be bringing cloned meds" Packie said, quietly so they wouldn't be heard.
Niko: Meds?
"Yeah. Stuff that'll stop housewives cutting their wrists and make their husbands get wood.. Meds, Mollis, sedatives, antidepressants - meds" Packie told him.
"Okay, how do we do it?" Niko asked.
"We'll wait until the truck is loaded, then we take it. Simple as that... I'll cover you up here.. While you're down below, 'cleaning up" Packie replied.
"These better be some good fuckin pills!.. The housewives better be grateful" Niko sarcastically replied.
Niko sneaked down to below, and once he and Packie were in good positions, Niko threw a grenade, which caught the enemies off guard and they all ran away from it, though 2 or 3 weren't as lucky and died in the blast.
Packie opened fire onto them, covering Niko, just like he promised too. And killed a good many of them.
Niko slowly shot his way towards the truck, violently gunning down anyone in his path. He even body checked one of them into a wall, and then shot him as he was trying to get up.
Before long. Packie made his way down from the roof and ran over to Niko, helping him with the remaining gunmen.
Niko threw another grenade, killing a good many of them.
"Having fun yet?" Niko laughed.
"Fuck yeah I am! Nothing like the fear of getting killed to let you know your ALIVE!" Packie laughed, as he shot at an offview target.
Before too long the duo killed all of them.
"Clear!" Niko cried.
"Damn, this was just getting fun!.. But anyway.. Let's get the truck to Ray, so we can get paid" Packie replied, reloading his AK47.
AFTERWARDS:
Ray: The stuff all in there?
Packie: Sure is. All safe and sound. Whole truck load of it.
Ray: A lotta wives and mistresses are gonna be happy when their men get a hold of those, huh? Whole city's gonna be hard in a few days time... (notices Niko) Who's this? What happened to Dash?
Packie: She couldn't make it.. So I brought someone else.. Niko. meet Ray Boccino... And Ray.. Meet Niko Bellic.. He's an absolute savior.. Couldn't have done it without him.
Niko: Hello.
Ray: So.. Niko, is it?.. You work for these mick bastards?
Packie: [quietly] Fucking guinea.
Niko: I work for whoever's paying.
Ray: I might give you a call sometime... (to Packie) Get in, Packie.
Packie: (to Niko) Eh, I'll catch you round, man. (gets in Ray's car as Ray drives off).
I hope you guys like gunfights.. The series is chalk full of them.. I tend to focus on them a lot of the time as well..