3rd Pov

Later that night, we see Cinder, Mercury, Emerald, and Neo in a new White Fang hideout.

Because the last one was destroyed.

Right now, we see Cinder in her new outfit, an eyepatch on her left eye and wearing a wig as her hair is...it's just completely fucked up.

Cinder was now ordering the White Fang around as she was still pissed off from what Chris did to her.

And she wants vengeance. Even if she must kill him a thousand times.

Cinder: Hurry up and move those boxes of Dust!

The White Fang did so quickly as two members named Carl and Bob were burned or melted by Cinder. Before she lightly threatens them with a fireball inches from their face.

Now she just straight up kills them without a second thought.

Cinder's ruthlessness continued to escalate as she imposed her will upon the White Fang members. Her desire for vengeance against Chris seemed to consume her completely, driving her to commit increasingly brutal acts. As she surveyed the chaos around her, a sinister grin twisted across her face. She was determined to make her enemies pay, no matter the cost.

Emerald, however, watched with a growing sense of unease. She had been with Cinder for a long time, but this level of brutality was unsettling. She couldn't help but wonder if Cinder's obsession with vengeance against Chris was leading her down a dangerous path.

During the chaos, as Cinder continued to assert her dominance, the group couldn't help but feel that something significant was brewing. And with Cinder's burning desire for revenge, they knew that their actions were only the beginning of a much larger and more dangerous plan.

Meanwhile in the night skies above the hideout, we see a Titan Cargo plane flying with Lock piloting it and Chris and Sith in the back.

On the ground about 900 yards from the hideout we see 221Sept in the driver seat of a Bravado Rumpo Custom.

Let's just say...

Team GTA 5 is on a mission.

Not from anybody, but themselves.

The mission as follows:

1) Lock will use his newly purchased Titan to fly to the location where Cinder is hiding.

2) Chris and Sith will jump out the plane and will either land safely on top the roof or crash through the roof dying but reviving and coming in from another entrance.

3) Kill all the White Fang.

4) Spare Mercury, Emerald, and Neo. But mostly Neo to get on Roman's good side later.

5) Fight and knock-out Cinder.

6) Chris and Sith will grab Cinder and run to the getaway van.

7) 221Sept drives away with Chris, Sith and a captured Cinder.

8) Get some burgers.

9) Buy some soda.

10) Rent out a Motel room to interrogate Cinder for shits and giggles.

11) Have fun!

The Titan Cargo plane soared through the night sky, heading towards the White Fang hideout. Inside, Lock expertly piloted the massive aircraft, while Chris and Sith made their final preparations in the back.

Chris:*checking his weapons* You ready for this, Sith?

Sith:*loading his firearms* Always ready, Chris. Let's give this firebitch a taste of her own medicine.

Meanwhile, on the ground, 221Sept sat in the driver's seat of the Bravado Rumpo Custom, engine rumbling with anticipation. He was prepared to spring into action the moment Chris and Sith made their move.

Lock's voice crackled over the intercom: "We're approaching the drop zone. Get ready, guys."

As the plane neared the White Fang hideout, Chris and Sith moved to the open cargo door, wind whipping around them. They exchanged determined nods before leaping into the darkness below.

As the two jumped out, their descent was swift, and they soon found themselves above the hideout.

Chris expertly crashed through a skylight, shattering glass and landing with a bloody splat hitting the ground dying.

And Sith, on the other hand, crashed through the roof, creating a dramatic entrance as he landed amidst startled White Fang members dead.

Everyone was both confused and startled seeing two people crashing through the roof dying.

Cinder on the other hand noticed Chris' face and gets pissed off.

Cinder:*in rage* WHERE ARE YOU?!

Cinder yelled as Chris kicks down a door far off as he and Sith walk in.

Sith: Hello there.

Cinder just glares at the two as the White Fang begins to surround the two.

Chris:*to Sith with a fake scared expression* Oh crap! Sith! We're surrounded! We're doomed!

Sith:*also with a fake scared expression* Oh no! I'm so scared!

Cinder grinned sinisterly as she watched the two cower in fear.

Sith:*to Chris* Chris! What the heck are we going to do!?

Chris: We!*smiles evilly* Kill 'em all.

Cinder loses her smile to a face of rage.

Sith:*smiles evilly* Bitchin!

Chris then pulls out Pump Shotgun MK II. While Sith then pulls out a flamethrower.

Sith: This is where the fun begins.

Chris fired off a round from his shotgun, the deafening blast echoing through the hideout as it struck down a White Fang member with deadly precision. Sith, not one to be outdone, unleashed a torrent of fire from his flamethrower, engulfing another enemy in flames.

Panic spread among the White Fang as they struggled to regroup and counter the unexpected attack. Meanwhile, Cinder's anger intensified as she watched her subordinates fall one by one.

Cinder:*livid* Kill them! Kill them now!

The remaining White Fang members, though terrified, rallied themselves and launched an assault on Chris and Sith. Blades clashed, gunfire erupted, and flames danced as the chaotic battle unfolded within the hideout.

Chris and Sith, in their element, fought with remarkable skill and coordination. They moved like a well-oiled machine, covering each other's backs and dispatching their foes with ruthless efficiency.

Cinder, realizing the dire situation, attempted to make her escape. But before she could get far, Sith unleashed a burst of fire that blocked her path, forcing her to confront them.

Sith:*grinning* Leaving so soon, Cinder?

Chris:*smirking* We were just getting started.

Cinder, her anger reaching its peak, prepared to face off against the immortals who had dared to challenge her. The hideout echoed with the sounds of battle as the confrontation between Cinder and Team GTA 5 reached its climax.

As the two began slowly approaching Cinder. Emerald and Mercury came and blocked their path.

Chris:*to Sith* You deal with Robo-legs and Minthead. I'll get Cinder.

Sith:*putting on the Knuckle Dusters* You two wanna dance?

The three moves away from the two as it was just Cinder vs Chris. C vs C.

Chris:*pulling out a Switchblade* What a shame, you know?

Cinder:*setting up for an attack* What? Of me killing you?

Chris: Nope! For me not shaving you bald. Because that wig looks like a piece of shit~

Cinder knew that he was trying to anger her.

And it worked!

Cinder:*charging and screaming at Chris* I WILL MOUNT YOUR FUCKING HEAD ON A PIKE WHEN I'M DONE WITH YOU!

Chris: Oh look! She's mad!

Cinder, driven to a rage by Chris's taunting, lunged at him with fiery determination. Her attack was swift and powerful, but Chris was no stranger to combat. He sidestepped her charge with expert agility, narrowly avoiding her attack.

Chris:*grinning* Easy there, Cinder! Don't want to ruin that lovely wig of yours!

Cinder growled in frustration and unleashed a barrage of fireballs in Chris's direction. He deftly dodged and weaved through the fiery assault, showing remarkable reflexes.

Chris:*mockingly* Is that all you've got? Please...

Cinder was seething with anger, her attacks growing more intense as she attempted to land a hit on Chris. However, he remained elusive, taunting her with every miss.

Chris:*teasingly* Come on, Cinder! I thought you were supposed to be a powerful Fall Maiden! Now all I see is a bootleg Fall Maiden!

Cinder's fury reached its peak as she gathered an immense amount of power, preparing for a devastating attack. But just as she was about to unleash it, Chris made his move.

With blinding speed, Chris closed the distance between them and slashed Cinder with his switchblade. The blade contacted her cheek, leaving a shallow cut.

Cinder staggered back, clutching her bleeding cheek in shock. It was a minor injury, but it had infuriated her beyond measure.

Chris:*smirking* Looks like I made a cut above the rest, huh?

Cinder's eyes blazed with fury as she prepared to retaliate with her full power. The battle between the two adversaries had reached a critical turning point, and the outcome hung in balance.

Amidst the chaos, Sith engaged in a high-intensity battle with Mercury and Emerald. His Knuckle Dusters clashed with Mercury's robotic legs, creating sparks with each impact. Meanwhile, he had to contend with Emerald's illusions, which attempted to disorient him. But Sith's keen senses and combat experience allowed him to see through her tricks.

The fight raged on, with Chris and Sith proving to be formidable opponents. Chris continued to taunt Cinder, further fueling her anger, and causing her attacks to become more reckless. It was a risky strategy, but Chris enjoyed every moment of it.

Their clash was a whirlwind of violence. Cinder's strikes were fast and precise, fueled by her Semblance, while Chris wielded his switchblade with skill and precision. Each move was calculated, and Chris deftly parried Cinder's attacks.

Cinder:*snarling* You think you can mock me and walk away alive?!

Chris:*smirking* Oh, I'm not just here to mock you, sweetheart.

With a quick and unexpected move, Chris disarmed Cinder and delivered a powerful kick, sending her crashing into a nearby wall. She groaned in pain but quickly got back to her feet, her fiery eye locked onto Chris.

Cinder:*seething* You won't win, BOY!

Chris:*casually flipping his switchblade* We'll see about that, Cinderella.

Cinder's fury had reached its boiling point as she charged at Chris, her attacks laced with anger and desperation. Chris, on the other hand, remained surprisingly calm and collected, his witty banter only infuriating her further.

Cinder:*frustrated* You won't win, you insolent fool!

Chris: Me a fool?! Well, you wanna know something?

Cinder:*frustrated* WHAT!?

Chris:*smug* Your real Mother should've swallowed...

With that statement. Cinder turns red in 100% rage, screaming at the top of her lungs and runs at Chris in a blind rage.

As Cinder closed the distance between them, her attacks became even more ferocious and wild. She swung with reckless abandon; each strike an attempt to pummel Chris into submission. But Chris wasn't about to be overwhelmed by her fury.

With a graceful yet effortless movement, Chris dodged Cinder's attacks, his agility and combat skills on full display. He was like a matador dancing around an enraged bull, always staying one step ahead of her.

Chris:*taunting* Is that all you've got, Cindy?! I expected more from someone who wants to mount my head on a pike!

Cinder's frustration only grew as her attacks continued to miss their mark. Her breathing was heavy, and her movements were becoming more erratic.

Chris:*smirking* It's over, Cinder.

With a lightning-fast strike, Chris disarmed Cinder once again and delivered a powerful punch, sending her crashing to the ground. She lay there, defeated, and humiliated, her rage turning into a seething fury.

Chris:*standing over her* You know, you really should work on that temper of yours.

Cinder could do nothing but glare up at him, her plans in shambles and her pride shattered.

Meanwhile, Sith was still battling against Mercury and Emerald.

Emerald tried using her illusions on him again, but Sith had a better plan.

And that plan...

Was pantsing Emerald.

Sith:*looking at her* Huh? Nice ass.

Sith's comment about her ass only added insult to injury, leaving Emerald both flustered and furious. She quickly pulled her pants back up, her face beet red with embarrassment.

Emerald:*angry and embarrassed* You pervert!

Sith:*smirking* Hey, you're the one who tried to mess with my head first. Consider this payback.

Mercury, who had been dealing with his own share of trouble from Sith, couldn't help but chuckle at the situation. Emerald, on the other hand, was seething with anger as she refocused her efforts on the battle at hand.

Sith then pepper sprayed Emerald's eyes putting her out of the fight and screaming in pain.

Emerald:*eyes red and watery* I CAN'T SEE! THIS SHIT BURNS!

Sith having enough with fighting Mercury...

He just kicks him in the nuts. Twice for good measure.

Sith's swift and ruthless tactics left both Emerald and Mercury incapacitated. Emerald, with her vision impaired by the pepper spray, was in excruciating pain, while Mercury writhed on the ground, clutching his injured groin.

Emerald:*crying in pain* My eyes! You bastard!

Mercury:*in agony* You son of a... uuugh!

Sith looked down at them, his expression unapologetic. He had no qualms about using whatever means necessary to win this battle.

Sith:*coldly* Should've picked a different fight, kiddos.

Sith walks over to Chris as has Cinder duct taped and only in her underwear again.

Sith:*laughing* She had a wig on!? Oh my God, look at her head!

Chris:*giggling* I know! Help me carry this bitch to the van.

Sith: Right.

The two were about to leave with their care package, when Emerald jumped between them and the exit.

Emerald:*pissed off and crying* YOU WILL NEVER TAKE HER ALIVE!

Chris:*annoyed* Emmy. Move or I'll unalive you.

Emerald:*pissed off and crying* NO! You die right here, right now!

Chris having enough walks up to Emerald, bitch slaps her and grabs the barrel of her pistol and has it on touching his forehead. Emerald was a bit shocked by this.

Chris: Go ahead, Emerald. Shoot me. Make my day.

Emerald:*finger twitching* I'll do it! I've...I've killed before!

Chris: Bullshit! You're not a killer! I'm a killer! You just work with killers! But if you are one? You shoot me right here, right now! So do it!

Emerald:*pissed off and crying* I'll do it!

A few seconds passed. Nothing happens.

Chris: DO IT!

Emerald's trembling finger on the trigger hesitated. Tears streamed down her face as she stared at Chris, her internal struggle visible on her face. Her resolve wavered, and in that moment, it became clear to Chris that she wasn't truly a killer.

Chris: You can't do it, can you?

Emerald slowly lowered the pistol, her hands shaking as she sobbed.

Emerald:*broken* I... I can't...

Chris sighed in relief and took the pistol from her trembling hand.

Chris: That's what I thought.

Sith, who had been watching the tense standoff, approached Emerald with a more sympathetic expression.

Sith:*softly* It's not too late to make better choices, Emerald. You don't have to follow someone like Cinder.

Emerald looked up at him, her tearful eyes filled with uncertainty.

Emerald:*whispering* What do I do now?

Sith offered her a hand, helping her up.

Sith: You come with us. We have questions for Cinder, and maybe, just maybe, we can help you find a different path.

Emerald hesitated for a moment before taking Sith's hand. She knew she was at a crossroads, and the choices she made from this point forward would shape her destiny.

A few minutes later, we see Chris and Sith throwing Cinder in the back of the Rumpo. She yelled at both but was muffled by the duct tape on her mouth. Both men looked at each.

Chris: Knock her out?

Sith: Knock her out.

With one quick punch to the face by both, Cinder was out like a light as they closed the trunk and got in the van with Emerald.

221Sept looked at Emerald with a raised eyebrow.

221Sept: Explain?

Chris and Sith: She with us.

221Sept: Not that but cool. I was talking about why is she not wearing pants?

Chris and Sith looked at Emerald and Emerald looked down noticing she's not wearing pants and her mint-colored panties are now shown.

Chris: I honestly don't know. Anyway, let's get out of here and get some burgers.

221Sept: Hell yeah!

As the Bravado Rumpo Custom sped away from the White Fang hideout, Emerald, still shaken by the events, couldn't help but feel a mix of fear and relief. She had narrowly escaped a life of continued crime and violence, and now, she had a chance for something different.

Emerald:*softly to herself* What have I gotten myself into?

Chris, Sith, and 221Sept shared a glance, understanding the gravity of the situation. They had not only captured Cinder but had inadvertently taken Emerald under their wing. It was a new chapter for all of them, and the choices they made next would determine the course of their futures.

As the van's engine roared, they headed toward their destination, the smell of freedom and burgers in the air.