Alright, chapter 10 here we go!
I'm in the real mood for the good writing smooth (that's terrible) and I got some good ideas being given by No Vigilance and reaperofsanity and Tomoe Mami, also known as Copperfur, a colleague and friend of mine who helped me with the one aspect that you all might see, because I am fairly in need for this.
Enjoy this and please leave a review.
Begin!
Lost MC Clubhouse
With loud rock music playing in the background, the Acter clubhouse was mostly empty of its members who were out on a run or busy with their own matters.
"Another beer, please."
Except for Obito who was there seen asking for a full beer bottle that was being given by Temari, with Tenten also behind the counter seen checking on the cabinet, the three were the only ones present in the room.
"Here."
"Thanks." Obito politely replied as he took the bottle and took it to take a sip from it. Allowing then for the front jacket that was filled with patches, causing Temari to be curious.
"Say, what are those patches?" The pig tailed hair young woman asked. "I recognize a few, but not all of them."
"Hmm? What's that?" This made Tenten to turn her head around briefly and noticed. "Oh, you put them on?"
"Oh, these? I just put them on now, seeing the others are picking up their President again." Obito stopped drinking for the moment and pointed out a few. "I earned these back in Japan. During the late 90s and early 2000s of course."
"Like the Red, White and Golden Wings?" Temari remarked, spotting those colors with a raised eyebrow. "I heard what those are for…"
Obito chuckled and assured. "No worry, those were from way back then." He pointed out to the other side of the front jacket. "These however… The Skull and Loyal patch…different story."
Temari was about to ask further until-
"BILLY GREY'S BACK, BABY!"
Shouting that was Jason himself as the gang was seen bursting into the scene, with the chapter President himself holding no words back.
"It's good to be back my brothers!" Billy Grey yelled out excited as he went over to the counter with the others and spotted the girls. "Hoo-ha! Line 'em up, ladies!"
Tenten turned around with a bottle of whiskey and shot glasses. "Coming up!"
"And get your ass up here as soon as you can!" Billy added.
"Easy, Bill, one at the time." Johnny told him as he began. "Line 'em up, girls."
As the men got to the counter to wait for their shots, Billy didn't seem to notice who the man next to him was as he resumed his talk with his Vice President.
"Johnny, what's going on?" Bill asked getting to wait for his shot.
"Not much, Bill…" Johnny responded, grabbing his shot. "Usual stuff."
"We missed you, Bill." Brian patted him on the back as he walked past, for only then Bill to notice the person next to him, and spotted his patches…that of the Imperial Japanese flag.
"You the brother from the Far East?"
Obito nodded in response. "That's me." He turned to Billy to show the front of himself, but to also then extend his hand. "Obito Uchiha. You must be Billy Grey."
Billy took a moment to then turn to Obito and looked at his jacket, with him spotting something that got his attention - his personal patch.
"Good Boy?" Billy asked reading it, snorting. "Is that your nickname?"
"Yeah, actually it is." Obito admitted, "Had it since I joined up."
Billy however couldn't help but laugh at that name. "Good Boy, that's a name I haven't heard. Nice to meet you." Bill shook his hand. "Welcome to America."
"Yeah, me too."
"A Nomad from Japan, huh. Far away from home ain't you?" Bill stated before turning to the bar and focused. "So, aching for a fucking drink here, ladies!"
"They're already filled."
"Just pour." Brian said waiting his glass to be filled and raised it. "To wet pussy and dry tequila."
Tenten continued to finish pouring in all the glasses as the bikers followed it up by downing them all at once, with the strong liquor being a long taste for the returning leader Billy.
While they were busy, Temari decided to then turn on the smaller radio, to hear what the traffic will be like for the next couple of hours.
"Yummy." Billy said, before turning to his VP. "So, Johnny boy. Where's my bike?"
Johnny just bluntly responded. "You know where it is."
Obito being in the middle, started to hear out the conversation, but took a step back knowing where this was going to go.
Billy then repeated more hostile. "Let me rephrase the question - where the fuck is my bike, and why the fuck haven't you got it back for me?"
"Because you know where it is." Johnny replied once again, but this didn't please Billy.
"Are you deaf?"
Tenten tapped on Temari's shoulder, gesturing her to take a step back, seeing what was going to happen.
Billy went on. "Give me that whiskey. Are you fucking deaf?"
"No." Johnny responded.
"Then answer the God damn question." A impatient Billy asked. "Why the fuck haven't you got it back for me, friend, brother?"
Obito decided to then turn towards Temari on the far end of the bar, listening to the radio she turned on. Trying to distract himself for a few moments from the heated discussion.
"What are you listening?"
"Just traffic." Tenten responded in a lower tone of voice as Johnny was heard explaining to Billy, who was responding back in the background. "Me and Temari are going to the gym in a few minutes. Our bar shift is done."
"Oh, where to?" Obito asks while leaning against the counter. "The one around the block?"
"No, one in Algonquin, so it will be a ride till we get there. Hence, why the radio." Tenten said pointing to the radio. "No need to wait for a hour-long traffic jam."
*SLAM!*
"GET MY BIKE!" Billy was heard yelling, having just reached his limit.
Johnny yelled back. "What am I? YOUR FUCKING DOG?"
"I told you we should have got the bike." Brian was heard saying, literally voicing it while standing behind Billy like a lapdog.
"You told me?" This only made Johnny more furious at the Club Secretary. "You don't tell me shit, you little fuck!" Billy had to hold Johnny back when he yelled at him. Seeing that already the first dividing lines were being put.
Obito just shook his head as he continued to watch how this was going to unfold.
"Listen, Billy, they were pissed and they had a reason." Johnny said to Billy, trying to reason with him. "Your bike chopped that girl's leg off. You put Joe Jon's nephew in a coma. The Deadbeats kept the bike. We needed the money."
"You needed some balls. Maybe our brother from Tokyo can lend them over to you." Billy responded, not convinced by any stretch, taking another shot."I can't believe I'm hearing this shit."
"And I can't believe I'm hearing this - after everything we did for you." Johnny replied back to his brother. "Paid your rehab, paid your lawyers fees, paid your rent, paid everything, shit, we set stuff up for you. We do well, man but it's time to be smart."
"You're right, you're right, no, you're right…" Billy began, with the sarcasm not spared. "You know what I'm going to do? I'm gonna run right out and buy a condo. Get a mortgage, 401(k). Then fold that over into an IRA and a CD."
A few laughs were heard from Brian who joined Billy's remarks before he continued. "What the fuck man? Be smart? You be smart you fucking chump, you're ridiculous. Have you got a healthcare plan?"
"Come on Johnny." Jim just said walking by. "Let's just get his bike. Come on."
A few more harsh words were being exchanged that Obito barely paid attention to, hearing Billy talk about leadership and so forth. All the while the black haired young man just stared at the back of the head of the man…
The man who was a key suspect to an act that he was standing for like a hypocrite.
"Peace and prosperity be damned my brother. You are my brother, Johnny. Always."
And those words however reached a limit-
*CRACK!*
The glass in Obito's hand shattered into dozens of pieces, the sound having been heard by everyone in the room, causing even Billy to react.
"Are you alright, brother?"
"... Yeah, it's just the stress." Obito said, excusing himself. "Haven't got good sleep lately, that's all."
"Then maybe a run will help." Billy said as he turned towards the exit. "We're getting my bike back, brothers."
"Let's go!"
The brothers soon left in droves through the back door, leaving Tenten and Temari by themselves who were then seen pulling out underneath the counter some duffle bags with their clothes in.
"Our shift is up, Billy Wetback will be back in a minute." Tenten said slinging her back over her shoulder as she left and turned to Temari. "You drive?"
"Sure."
Both girls took no longer than a minute to leave the counter and go through the front door. Leaving for a brief period of time the first floor of the clubhouse unattended, but forgetting something.
The smaller radio was still on, and then being heard was the news of the day.
"-Still no answers have been given of the robbery that took place yesterday in BOABO. Two men dressed up as Port Authority police officers had shot two men at an abandoned gas station that left one man dead, and the other severely wounded... Police suspect the criminals targeted the victims for the van that they were seen driving that had recently hauled up an unmarked shipment out of East Hook. Sources cite this might be connected to organized crime. Stay tuned for more."
South Slopes
"L'chaim!"
CLINK!
Down in the Slopes, Naruto was eating in a local Deli at the window with both old man Onoki and his granddaughter Kurotsuchi, having been invited to breakfast in the early morning.
Onoki was seen hammering away at a sandwich, even if it was a weird sight to see a 100-year-old man literally filling his mouth with the bread he was just given. Earning a disgusted look from his granddaughter.
"Gramps, can you just not be disgusting for once?" Kurotsuchi asked in disgust at her grandfather. "Is it too hard to ask for that?"
"I'm not listening to you, brat." Onoki then responded by then cleaning his mouth with a napkin. "I might when you finally find yourself a man-"
"Damn it, we talked about this, you old fossil." Kurotsuchi cut her gramps off. "I'm not settling down already."
Naruto had to contain the laughter he had to hold back. As he got used to the grandfather/granddaughter arguments they were having.
Even when the other customers in the deli were hearing it. Who even themselves were used to the dynamic duo's back-and-forth exchange.
"You know, this is the problem in this day and age with you brats." The old man Onoki began, putting down his utensils before continuing. "Back in my day-"
"Not again." Kurotsuchi rolled her eyes before burying her head in her hands.
"No, I'll say it again, over and over, because it is true. You kids are way too spoiled in comparison to what I went through." Onoki told his granddaughter. "I was only thirteen when I had first taken up arms against those cousin-fucking loving Whites when they tried to bring back the Tsar. Or when you all worry about having a 'degree' to get through life when I didn't need those when I was a tank battalion commander in the war."
And thus, Onoki began his usual life story rant. Onoki was born into the Russian Empire, born in Vladivostok to his mother whom was a Jewish convert who fled her previous home during the Russo-Japanese War, where she was unfortunate to have been the victim of the war in the most painful way possible - the one that conceived Onoki after nine months.
Having been raised only by his mother who had moved to Western Russia by 1912, he had faced many types of discrimination alone for his features and background - picked on either for looking Asian or being Jewish, ranging from being cussed out on the street to even witnessing pogroms by the local villagers.
When the First World War ended, he was forced to take up the work that was left by many of the community who had died, but he himself soon was forced to join the Russian Civil War that had reached his home when the Tsarist Whites ransacked and destroyed his home and nearly killed his mother, forcing him to defend his home and joining the Bolshevik Reds.
The old man had joined the cavalry when he was in the Red Army, and had shown even from a very young age he had a knack for fighting, and fought across the vast land of the soon to emerge Soviet Union.
Onoki was no Communist, not by a long shot, but he was also not stupid. He did this to protect his family and look after them. He stayed in the Red Army and fought in many incursions, stamping out rebellions, from fighting the Whites down Southern Russia, to the Polish conflict, all the way to the border conflicts in Mongolia against the Imperial Japanese Army, having even taken a role in the battle of Khalkhin Gol.
Fighting the wars of Soviet Russia for over twenty years, did very little to protect him from the infamous purges of Stalin.
Stubborn as he was, Onoki was once suspected for 'lack of Communist ideology' and was nearly executed if he had signed the guilty plea that NKVD officers tried to torture him into signing, he was saved only by the words of a few of his comrades, some of whom were now in the Politburo, who vouched for the big nosed, asian featured man.
He was spared, mostly for his experience as his case was dismissed when the Germans had invaded in 1941.
That war was Devastating for Onoki... because of his Jewish background, very little family of his survived when the Germans came, with every Jewish community he knew within the western Soviet borders up to Moscow completely wiped off the map. To which he, as a battalion tank commander repaid the favor by showing, like many others in the Red Army, no mercy to the Germans and their collaborators. Onoki had served at various battles ranging from Moscow, Stalingrad, Kursk and Berlin. Earning him many medals, commendations, respect as he was an earnest but deadly commander who had his fair share of bloodshed.
At the end of the war, only his mother survived by fleeing to Moscow during the start of the invasion. With him also finding the love of his life in Berlin, a Japanese foreign student, whom he had protected from ill-intended Soviet soldiers who were out for the worst. Marrying the girl, Onoki retired from the military and settled out to the Far Eastern part of Russia, right until the late 1960's when he decided to then leave the Soviet Union with his mother, wife and newborn son, leaving through Japan and settling in the United States of America.
And the story ends here. Now an grandfather with a construction company his son now was running, an elder of the synagogue he build. With his family extending from Liberty City to Israel. He now could enjoy the life of a grumpy old man.
After a half hour of explaining, Onoki's story finally ended by seeing his granddaughter with her head buried in her shoulders and Naruto barely being awake with his head leaning against the palm of hand-
*SLAP!*
*SLAP!*
"Ouch!" Naruto/Kurotsuchi both reached by holding their heads after getting hit in the head by the small elderly man, who didn't look pleased by them having slept through his story.
"You two lazy brats!" Onoki told them off. "If you two are going to sleep through my story, at least do it in the bedroom and make me a great-grandchild!"
"God damn, you old fart!"
"Enough, I need to do my regulars now." Onoki stated as he picked up his black hat and coat, standing back up and showing he was wearing his all black suit like an elder. "My stomach's full and I need to do my walk around the neighborhood. Want to join, kid?"
"No, thank you," Naruto declined politely as he drank his coffee. "I got only like twenty left before I got to start my shift."
"Then allow me to pay for the meal." Onoki said, reaching then for his wallet. "That's the least what I can do."
Kurotsuchi began. "Just leave a twenty note-"
"Nonsense, here." Onoki laid down without any shame a note of one hundred dollars on the table. "Here, with tip also."
"There's no need for that, gramps-"
"Let's go, let's go." Onoki said as he walked over to the entrance door. "Good day, Naruto."
Naruto waved off. "See you around."
Just before leaving Kurotsuchi winked at him before following her grandfather out of the deli, beginning their walk around the neighborhood and leaving the cab driver Naruto by himself to finish his breakfast meal.
He took another sip from his coffee-
"I'd like the same as the gentlemen here, ma'am."
Hearing that coming from the right side of his head, Naruto was met by the presence of a lady who had called for this order. She was wearing a long blue Cheongsam dress that just showed her ankles, she was of Chinese descent and had a voluptuous body as she was no stranger.
Naruto smiled. "Fancy seeing you here, Ling."
Ling Shan, the older sister to Xin Shan, sat down and smiled at the man sitting across of her.
"Good to see you too, Naruto." Ling politely replied. "Mind if I sit here?"
"No, no problem, was about to leave soon anyway." Naruto said eating up the last scrambled egg he had on his plate before whipping his mouth clean. "Got to start my shift soon."
"Yeah, about that? I called your boss, Roman." Ling began with that same smile. "I just told him I hired you for the whole day."
Hearing that, stopped Naruto from drinking his cup as he then placed it back on the table as he looked towards her with a look.
"... What is it?"
Out of nowhere then, Ling pulled out an Liberty Tree newspaper - with it being the morning edition that had the big front page article letters over a picture of police officers blocking off a street in BOABO, with the headline reading:
MURDER IN THE PORT!
One murdered, one in Hospital after armed robbery
Just when Naruto was seen reading the article, one of the waiters was seen bringing the cup of coffee with sugar and milk, alongside some eggs and toast that Ling thanked her for by giving a tip. Once the waiter left, the first words were exchanged.
"Such a brazen crime, I might say." Ling said pouring her milk into the coffee. "Two men dressed as police committing such a robbery."
"Who knows, maybe they are corrupt police?" Naruto insinuated, giving that route. "Remember, over 30 000 more people joined the N.O.O.S.E agency after the Jingoism Act."
Ling smiled. "Even still, robbing from Kenny Petrovic is not exactly the smartest idea." Taking a sip from her hot drink, she smiled in delight at the taste. "Unless they've been working for Mikhail Faustin."
Hearing that, Naruto paused from drinking his own cup, before he then put it down and looked her straight in the eye.
"Not voluntarily, from what I have heard. With the word on the street being you had a fallout with Vlad Glebov, whom just happened to be Faustin's "Tax" Collector." Ling stated with the information she was privy to. "Whom, if I may add, was last seen with you and the cab owner and his cousin in the Comrades Bar…"
Leaning just back in silence, Naruto just looked at the woman across him.
"... He crossed a line." Naruto stated coldly. "That's all I have to say…."
Hearing that made Ling notice what the tone was. Having heard this tone before months prior, this meant that something really bad must've happened, to which she asked.
"Family member?"
"... That, and a friend." Naruto stated that simple, before he then asks. "What is it what you want, Ling?"
"Right…you know I work in the film industry, right?" Ling began, informing him with a discrete voice. "The one studio down Rotterdam Hill?"
"Yes, the more discrete ones, if I am correct." Naruto said without saying outright what it was as he even teased. "The one genre that isn't shy of showing nude. What about it?"
Either intentionally or not, Naruto noticed that Ling crossed her leg over the other, shower her slender shaven limbs that were attractive to the human eye, that he could not deny.
"One of our employees, whom we decided to cut ties with, has decided to turn things sour by stealing from us." Ling told him while she crossed her arms under her breasts. "We need you to return the stolen property to us before he gets a chance to sell it."
"What kind of equipment are we talking about?" Naruto asked leaning forwards. "Need some specifics."
"The Master copy of all our movies. All of what was filmed in the past month." Ling said. "That alone is tens of thousands of hours and dollars worth of footage."
Whistling, Naruto's reaction was that of surprise. "That's a lot of cash. And you want me to retrieve it?"
"Correction. My boss, Mr. Wu wants someone to retrieve it." Ling said, mentioning her boss's name. "He's the main financier of this operation, and he wants a third party to do this job…"
Pulling then out of nowhere, a piece of paper was shoved to Naruto's side of the table, to which he accepts it and opens it up to see what was written on it.
"Guy lives in a basement up in Bohan. Demand that he'd be a star in a movie with one of our actresses." Ling rolled her eyes over that. "Such an idiot. So would you please help us retrieve our material?"
Thinking about it, this might not be a hard thing to do, and he could leave Broker for a short while to make his mind clear for the moment. So Naruto already made up his mind.
"Alright, I'll go do it."
Meadow Park
Running through the Dukes park again to keep herself fit was Narumi, again in her dark red sports gear. She was seen with her crimson hair in one single ponytail as she was seen drenching in her clothes out of sweat. She had already done her early run, some stretch exercises and done anything else related to cardio, all before noon even hit.
"Alright, just one more time…. Ugh." Narumi groaned as she stretched her arms. "Man…I am beat."
*SLAP!*
A hard slap to her ass got Narumi's butt to jiggle a bit in those shorts, much to her embarrassment as she turned around.
"Hey!" Narumi turned around to cuss the guy off. "Pervert-"
"Long time not seeing you, Narumi!"
Turning around in total shock, the young Uzumaki was met with the presence of Anko Mitarashi, seen in a purple yoga pants with fitting sporting shoes and sports bra. All showing her curves and with that same devious grin she had back then.
A chuckle escaped her lips. "And? No hugging your big sister?"
"Onee-san!" Narumi shouted before she jumped up and hugged Anko tightly. "Oh my…I've missed you so much!"
Anko Mitarashi smiled as she tapped the back of the young Uzumaki woman. With old memories brewing up from her time as a babysitter for them when she used to live in Japan, it was nice to see someone from the Old Country.
She was the older and more relaxed sister who would help Naruto in getting more confidence with girls, like him having to ask Ino out on a date, or giving advice and answering Narumi's question about subjects she wasn't comfortable with.
"I didn't even know you were in Liberty City." Narumi asked as she broke the hug with many questions. "What are you doing here? Do you live here? Have you-"
"Hold on, hold on, little sister." Anko paused her with a smile. "Not all at once, but I can see you are happy to see me." She pointed out her thumb to the back. "Wanna drink a coffee? I'll buy you some while we talk all about it."
Narumi nodded happily. "I'd love to!"
The two young women in sports gear soon joined together in their jogging through the park, reminiscing on old memories as they went their way.
…
"Two coffees ready!"
Inside a Superstar Café in Meadows Park, both Narumi and Anko were sitting at a table on the second floor of the coffee shop, with them wearing their jackets with their orders being given to them by the waiter.
"Here you go." The waiter said handing over the two ladies. "Enjoy."
"Thank you." Anko politely said as she grabbed her cup and began. "So you have been in Liberty City for a while now. Where precisely?"
"At a friendly family at Savannah Avenue. Small Irish family." Narumi replied as she took a drink from a strawberry drink with a straw. "The family my mom used to live with when she studied here, remember?"
"Oh, the McReary's? I remember those stories." Anko said reminding herself. "They're quiet known here in these parts of town. Especially the brothers."
"Yeah, they're quite the rough bunch. But they are nice people, especially Kate." Narumi chuckled, bringing them up. "She's more understanding with my situation out of all of them…."
"Your situation?" Anko raised her eyebrow before reminding herself. "Oh, you mean about you being Bi?"
"Shhhh!" Narumi hushed her. "Not too loud!"
The surrounding patrons seem to have heard her, but took little care as they turned back around to their own business.
"Narumi, this is Liberty City, not Japan. Don't worry." Anko tried to ease her nerves. "People here don't really give a shit with whom you sleep."
"But they do seem to like to elect a prick like Bryce Dawkins, the Deputy Mayor." Narumi said looking down. "I've only been in this city for a few weeks but I already heard what kind of opinions he has…"
Bryce Dawkins, the elected Deputy Mayor of Liberty City was infamous in the city of eight million for his 'opinions' on homosexuality, and to a lesser extent the other communities that flew under the rainbow flag. Having been elected on the Family Values ticket, he made every attempt possible to voice his vile statements that often come back….often in the form of violence.
"I mean, I read the newspapers and it is full of it. this week a group of men were arrested in Suffolk for kicking a gay couple outside for just holding hands. And a man up in the metro was found bloodied up in Bohan-"
"Hey, hey. No need to focus on that." Anko laid her hand over Narumi's, hoping to calm her nerves. "Nothing's going to happen, we're not going to be intimidated by some push-overs."
Narumi looked down again, sighing as she took another sip from her drink.
"I hope you're right." She mumbles. "Still, kinda stuck nowadays. With me staying at the house, I still work, cannot stay dependent on generosity forever."
"Hmm." Anko took the drink off her mouth and asked. "How so?"
"Well…. I'm kinda broke at the moment?" Narumi admitted with a nervous tone. "I just wrote myself in for studying in ULSA in Los Santos, but by doing that I spend all my last savings my dad left behind."
Anko heard this and asked them up right. "So you're in need of money?"
"Yes, and I am not going to be picky either." Narumi said before leaning forwards to ask. "Why? You got something?"
Looking kinda unsettled, Anko cracked a smile and replied. "Well… I was looking for workers but I don't think you'll be right for the job-"
"Anko, sis. I beg you." Narumi said. "I'm open for anything, so long it helps me pay the bills."
…
"Well, let's first drop by my studio, shall we?"
South Bohan
In one of the many old apartment buildings that was riddled with pest, graffiti and questionable stains and shredded trash bags, this was not new to one of Liberty City's poorest sections.
Coming through the front door, Naruto was seen entering the building as he was not bothered by the lack of hygiene of this place as he began walking up to the stairs, with him even being glad he wore boots as he even stepped on broken syringes that were lying around.
"Third floor…"
Walking past multiple doors and staircases, he was met with the sight of empty newspaper beds where the homeless or addicts would live at night, as it was a normal hang around for the many in the city.
But once he reached the third floor, the only thing he was met with, was a dirty white door and loud music that was of Tuff Gong Radio was playing loud, enough to hear it from the hallway.
"Here goes nothing…"
*Click!*
The sound of a gun's safety being put off was heard, with Naruto's right hand holding a small caliber pistol, a Walther PKK 380 to be exact. One pistol he was given to do one thing precisely.
*Knock!* * Knock!* *Knock!*
"Mr. Carlson?" Naruto shouted while knocking on the man's door. "Mr. Carlson are you in there?"
The door then slightly bursted open, with however the inside lock chain preventing it to be fully, showing them in nearly all nakedness, sparring his clearly stained white underpants. A smelling, sweat covered, unshowered greasy haired black man who looked like he hasn't slept for days.
"Are you Eric Carlson?"
"Yeah, so what?" The man glared at Naruto as hard as he could. "Who the fuck are you?"
"I'm a friend of someone you might know." Naruto responded. "Does the name Ling Shan say anything to you?"
Like a deer caught in a trap, the man's eyes widened before he slammed the door down, but not before Naruto could put his foot in between the door and the entrance and made his way inside-
*SLAM!*
The door slammed open with the lock chain broken as Naruto entered the apartment, with the man seen still standing there with his hands raised up to moment he saw Naruto's hand.
"Wait, wait, let me explain-"
"There's nothing to explain, Mr. Carlson." Naruto said aiming his Walther PKK pistol at the man as he continued to keep distance. "You stole property from my employers, and that was a dumb move."
"It's that bitch's fault! She broke the deal!" The pervert shouted in his defense, walking backwards into the dark living room. "I keep getting shit, and for once I ask for something in return and somehow I'm the one who went too far?"
How dark the living room was, is an understatement. With the only lights on being the several computer screens that were left on with tabs of video editing applications and files left open alongside numerous amount of pornographic images and video game websites.
"I don't know much about your agreement of employment, but asking for a scene with some of the actresses through blackmail sure does not help your case." Naruto said, having been notified of the cameraman's actions. "So be glad only your contract is terminated and hand over the master copy back."
"Hell no, that's my work!" The cameraman said, pulling reaching for something-
*BANG!*
The music was still loud enough to make the shot unheard, but the man dropping to the ground was perhaps enough vibration to warn the neighbors below them. With the half naked man having fallen over the coffee table and the glass shattering all over his back.
Having only needed to fire that bullet once, Naruto kept his eye on the downed cameraman as he closes the front door and then took out a phone, a burner phone to be exact.
He dialed in a number as he watched how the cameraman was still laying on the ground, breathing hard and wheezing at the fact he's been shot.
"X."
"N, what is it?"
"Its going to take a bit longer now, with what just happened to our associate here." Naruto said, speaking carefully with the words he picked. "Nobody heard a gunshot outside, right?"
"Gunshot? Which one? This is South Bohan. No need to worry. But how long will it take until you've got the Master Copy?"
"Gimme ten minutes and I'll be coming out. I'm hanging up."
"Ten minutes, alright."
Once the short call was over, Naruto wasted no time by turning off the phone and then putting it away as he watched the cameraman was trying to stand up.
"Ughhh-"
*KICK!*
With one hard but good kick, Naruto knocked out the perverted thief by hitting him in the head, making the body slum back into the glass-covered floor. Making that problem go away for the time being.
Naruto began going through the computer and started searching for the stolen content, seeing that it might take too long for him to even download everything out of it, so he'll just steal the hard drive once he found it. First however, he had to click away a lot of open tabs.
And then, he found it - recently downloaded videos under the name 'adult content'
"Quick check." Naruto used the mouse to quickly check if it were the right files.
Boy, was he surprised what he found.
…
Ten minutes later
Outside the apartment in the South Bohan street, Xin Shan was seen waiting inside his car. Being the lookout, trying not to look suspicious. That would be problematic considering he was driving in his red Cognoscenti car with dark tainted windows.
Being on his guard even more, Xin was looking at every window he has, both his front and rear ones to see if anybody was looking at his vehicle, while holding onto his shotgun he still carried with him from the airport job.
Nothing of the ordinary was happening, except for a man in the corner seen selling to some men in hoodies, holding money as they were discussing with the dealer about something before they gave their cash to him.
In exchange the dealer was seen giving plastic bags filled with white powder to them, minimal amounts of it, but that didn't stop the grins on these men's faces to grow.
*Click!*
The sound of a door opening nearly startled Xin until he realized it was Naruto, having entered the backseat with a large plastic bag he threw next to his seat. Closing the door and nodding.
"Let's go."
Hearing that made Xin start the engine and the car drove into the road, leaving the street and going on like it was nothing.
"Is the job done?"
"It is, right here." Naruto raised the bag up for a moment. "Three hard drives, and the Master Copy. Good condition."
"So the perverted fuck did try to sell it?"
"Yeah, he even had boxes of DVD's ready to brand it, but that's an investment gone to waste now…" Naruto pulled out the pistol and handed the Walther to Xin. "Job's done."
Xin grabbed the piece and puts it away under his seat while he kept driving.
"I hope you left no evidence behind."
"I didn't…" Naruto responded, a frown was present on his face. "However, he left plenty of that on the fourth hard drive of his…."
"There was a fourth?" Xin asked. "Why didn't you take it?"
*Sirens!*
Multiple police cruisers were then seen passing by their car, going the direct opposite to where the Cognoscenti was coming from.
"... The content on it was something the police can handle…"
This got Xin to then ask. "He's dead?"
"... Just drive to my taxi and get rid of the gun."
The drive was quiet for the continuing time, which was for the better. Leaving behind another scene for the police to discover.
Later
Alderney
After a long day, a pack of Lost Bikers were seen coming up the Acter Clubhouse, seen being led by the group's leader. Only this time wasn't it Johnny. It was led by Billy,
Seen driving in his black customized Revenant, the boys just had driven across LC to recover this bike, on which they found out it was briefly under the ownership of the Hells Angels, which caused Billy to then say fuck it and repossess what was rightfully his, under his terms.
Parking alongside him were both Brian on his right, being the loyal lapdog that even Billy found too clingy. With the nomad Obito on his right with whom he was just having ended the conversation about his stories of the patches he earned.
"So you're the brother who chased down the bastards who killed your Chapter President in front of his family…and only got a manslaughter charge for it?"
Obito just had finished explaining the short version of the story he did not liked to bring up. With some details left out, he did give him the reason of his earned patches.
"Chased them down until they crashed into the traffic. So yes, the cops held me accountable for their deaths." Obito finalized his story. "That's all I can say."
This however got Billy to nod. "Well, I'll say that is one way to show loyalty to the club." He turned to everyone around him. "You hear me, brothers? Take a note from Good Boy here."
"Okay, Bill. You got your bike." Johnny got off his bike and turned towards him. "Take what you gotta take, drink what you gotta drink, fuck what you gotta fuck. I don't care, kill who you gotta kill. But get it out of your system."
This sudden say got Bill to then hear out what Johnny's got to say as re-introduced VP of the club.
"And when you do, give me a call and we'll get back to business," Johnny said, saying his whole bit. "Perhaps all this nonsense will quiet down and make a good impression on our foreign brother."
"You're not my PO, brother." Billy corrected his VP, clearly not wanting a lecture. Stepping off his bike and makes his way toward the clubhouse. "Remember who the head of this chapter is."
"I do, man... trust me." Johnny stated, wanting to then go back inside the Clubhouse.
"Tell me, do you still have Ashley's phone number?" Billy asked then, causing Johnny to stop. "Why don't you give her a call for me? Tell her I'm inside, getting all sorts of fucked up. And that I would really like some, I mean we, meaning all of us, would love some hole."
…
That alone left an awkward silence that was enough for Billy and Brian to enter into the clubhouse, leaving Obito on his bike with Johnny glancing towards him.
Both shook their heads and just went on their own ways.
Night
Cab depot
After a long day, the cab depot was mostly empty with most of the cars being in the depot, and only two people were inside, pouring a couple of cups of vodka that both men really needed.
"So it is official. We're now employed by Mikhail Faustin." Naruto said finishing the pouring and handed the first glass over to Niko.
"Yes, working with Russians….again." Niko said much to his distaste, hoping the liquor would wash it away as he took the glass. "They're like a pest, you crush one of them and more come out."
"Some Russians, but hardly all of them." Naruto rationalized as asked up. "You and Dimitri went where again?"
"Some porno shop owned by a Czech named Joseph. He owed money we needed to collect and they complied." Niko told him, grimacing as he brought it up. "It went nasty, but not in the way it normally works in front of those cameras."
"Yeah, I can understand that," Naruto said after finishing his own glass. "Had to do some business too, remember those ladies we met at the docks?"
Niko's memory took a while but he remembered. "Yeah, the one with the green hair and the other with the blue." Proceeding to ask. "What about it?"
A smile burst out of Naruto's lips as he briefly mentioned.
"She really is a Kuudere."
Confused by this, Niko wanted to ask but then shrugged it off before he got back to the point. "What should we do now? I'm not exactly in the mood of staying in line for these fuckers."
"We'll plan something, but now, we got to lie low. At least for now." Naruto said as he refilled the glasses. "Someone like Mikhail is bound to cause chaos, and in that chaos - we'll see our opportunity."
And they were preparing themselves for sure, with Niko having a Mac-10 purchased from the place that Dimitri guy showed - with one advantage known at least.
It didn't take long for someone to be prepared in this city.
SURNAME: Gorbaty
FIRST NAME: Onoki
AGE: 103
PLACE OF BIRTH: Vladivostok, Russia
AFFILIATIONS: Known ties with Russian Gangs, Jewish Mafia, and the Commission.
CRIMINAL RECORD:
1975- Intimidation
1976- Assault
1977- Assault
1978- Attempted Murder
1979- Attempted Murder
1985- Theft
NOTES:
-Son of Jewish mother raped by Japanese Soldier during Russo-Japanese War.
-Highly decorated Soviet Soldier. Believed to have fought in Eastern Front of WWII.
-Defected to Israel in 1967 via their Aliyah laws when Brezhnev became Premier of Soviet Union.
-Immigrated to US in 1968 with Mother, Wife and Son.
-Founded a Synagogue in 1977.
-Most Assault Charges quashed in court.
-Attempted Murders successfully argued as Self Defence. One of those confirmed to be Soviet Hitman.
-Street Name of "Fence Sitter" for being an expert negotiator and Mediator among the Five Families of the Commission.
-Known links with John Gravelli, Giovanni Ancelotti, and Vincent Lupisella.