Grand Theft Auto: One Vercetti Solders Story

[S. Leone]

Ok, ters aren't like other fan fictions. There longer. See the 1st chapters sorta boring but if I get positive feed back I'll post another chapter, and another.

Chapter I......This Page

Chapter II.....This Page

Chapter III......This Page

Chapter IV......This Page

 

 

 

 

Victor turned on his shower and let the hot water hit his gunshot wound. He breathed heavy as he just got out of one big operation. He got out of his shower and wrapped the wound. He had a simple studio apartment in Harwood. Being a hitman he didn’t want any attention drawn to himself. With this tiny apartment there was nowhere anybody could hide. He had a view of everything. He sat on the bed and turned on the TV. “And it has been confirmed the man in the murder at St. Marks Bistro was Leo Forelli. There is no evidence of who shot the man but……

Victor then turned off the TV. He went over the his table and poured himself a glass of Brandi. Then a call came through on his phone. He walked over laid on his bed and grabbed the phone.

Victor: Sigh, Hello?

Ross Vercetti: Victor is he dead?

Victor: Yes, Sonny Forelli’s son is dead. God did he remind me of his asshole dad. After your father was put away I was born and 3 years later sonny killed my dad in 1985 when I was only 6 years old. He used to be so mean to my dad and sh*t I couldn’t wait until he died. My dad and your dad were best friends. I went with my dad a lot to go see your dad in prison. Your dad gave me a hell of a lot of respect. I went to see him the day after my dad was killed. Sonny stopped by earlier that day and told him if you see me call me because we need to kill him so he don’t rat us out. Instead your dad helped me flee the country by giving me $3000 and a ticket to Mexico. The word’s I’ll never forget what your dad said to me was “Kid I’ll put a bullet in that bastards head for you“.

Ross Vercetti: Wow, I never saw the bond that you and my dad had.

Victor: Yea, your dad was my second dad. He treated me with respect. That’s why I joined the family.

Ross Vercetti: Well my dad wants to talk to you

Tommy: Victor. How are you?

Victor: I’m good Tommy how are you?

Tommy: Good. Listen my contacts tell me all of the Forelli’s already know it was you.

Victor: sh*t. Well how am I going to get out of liberty city? There’s no way I could get a flight. I have no pass ports of proof of ID with me.

Tommy: Why not?

Victor: My teacher taught me Never carry proof of ID with you when on a job. If you get killed the Corner’s will have all of the proof of who you are and they can get all of your file’s and reports and expose the whole business you were working for.

Tommy: Cleaver. Well listen I have a ship going from there to London shipping a sh*t load of stolen good’s. You go up to the dock manager and say “I’m a Harwood butcher”. Then say 5766

Victor: Why a Harwood butcher? And 5766

Tommy: My cousin Vinchenzo is in charge of our operations up there. So he gave the gang up there a more familiar name to the people of Liberty City. Plus that code tells them that your not from another gang your ACTUALLY a Harwood butcher

Victor: Hm, nice.

Tommy: Well, that shipment leaves at 9 tonight. So get ready and call me when your on the ship

Victor: Alright I’ll talk to you later.

Victor packed his bag with the following items. Two desert eagles with extra clips, Syringes, piano wire, clothing and a tiny stove for his room so he doesn’t have to eat the sh*tty food that the crew has to eat. He loves gourmet Italian food. He was also carry around 10,000 $ in his bags. Victor called a Kaufman cab and it picked him up. First stop, little Sicilian Market in Chinatown. There he picked up a whole bunch of food for his trip to England. Then over to Portland Docks. He walked over to the manager standing at the docks yelling out orders to everyone. This goes here that goes there! This guy had one uptight job. Victor walked over and said exactly what Tommy told him to say. “I’m a Harwood butcher, 5766. The dock manager took out his radio and said “We got a Capo butcher from vice coming aboard. The manager then pointed victor to the location of the ship. He was walking up the ramp and a man popped out and said Hi, I’m jerry its an honor to have you aboard!!!

Victor: Listen kid I don’t want any of your sh*t right now, I’m tired and I want to go to sleep. Now take me to the room I’ll be staying in.

Jerry: Uhh, yea ok yes sir!

Jerry gave him a room on the top deck, He unlocked the room and opened the door. It wasn’t a bad room actually. Nice comfy bed and everything. Even satellite TV.

Jerry: We have breakfast at 7:00 AM and lunch at…….

Victor: I’m not eating your sh*tty food I’ve got over $500 of gourmet Italian food with me.

Jerry: O, ok.

Victor: Hey kid listen you’re my servant for the rest of this shipment. You come have breakfast with me tomorrow alright? I’ll give you $700 at the end of this whole thing.

Jerry: Ok, I’ll see you tomorrow then

Victor: Where’s the medic station I need to get a gun shot sealed up

Jerry: Jesus! I’m sorry I’ve never seen anything like that before. Follow me I’ll take you.

Victor got sealed up and he went to the top floor. He sat on the deck and watched the sunset. They took sail about an hour ago and they where going at a fast rate. 2 days until England. 3 days until victor would have his next assignment. Victor walked back to his cabin turned on his TV and went to bed.

 

NORTH ATLANTIC OCEAN JUNE 14TH 2005

 

Victor woke up around 6 AM and started to cook. He was having Scrambled egg’s with spicy Italian sausage. He also fried up some bell peppers and peppered them up with some garlic and onions. Around 6:45 AM jerry came knocking at victors door. He opened the door and told him to go sit down as he finishes everything up. He brought the food to the table on two big plates.

Jerry: This is 10 times better than Spam and toast.

Victor: Of course it is. This is the only job I had in Mexico was a chef. So I spent it all doing Italian food.

Jerry: That’s cool. Well, I have to get on my shift. Thanks for the food. While jerry was walking out jerry told victor that they where going to be stopping in Bermuda. Victor said I cant get off the boat I have no passport. Around 6 PM is when everybody got back on the boat with more stuff and Victor started to cook his dinner. It was Veal with fresh banana peppers and friend onions. Also on the side was so pasta tossed in Italian dressing with some chi Bata bread. Victor ate it up and put what was ever left over on a tray. Then he walked over to jerry’s room knocked on his door. And when he answered he gave him the tray and walked back to his room. He poured him self some gin and tonic, chugged the glass and fell asleep.

Edited May 16, 2006 by S. Leone

[B Rob]

Great Story, keep it up.

[S. Leone]

Ok, its gonna be a few more days until the next update because im in chicago (from detroit) and im on my dads laptop and it does not contain the story. So be patient please

[S. Leone]

 

Oxford Bay, London June 15th 2005

Victor got off the boat to find the rainiest day he’s ever seen since the last time it rained in liberty. Victor grabbed a newspaper put it over his head and walked around. These docks were flooded with merchants. “Get your this get your that!” they where everywhere selling everything! Victor walked over to the newsstand and was looking around. “Liberty Press, Liberty Press Come on! Victor gazed and gazed and then the paper jumped out at him and the cover read…..

Victor gave a small smile and started to walk towards the nearest payphone. He pulled a crumpled piece of paper out of his pocket and dialed the number. Ring……Ring……Ring. Finally someone picked up. Music was bumping in the background so he could barley hear the clerk

Clerk: Vercetti Gentleman’s club how may I be of your service?

Victor: Yea id like to talk to Tommy Vercetti please

Clerk: I’m sorry all of his call’s are private

Victor: Its victor

Clerk: O. Hold on sir.

The phone then went to a pleasant music for a few seconds and then the phone was picked up.

Tommy: *snort* Hold on. *HEY KEN I TOLD YOU TO f*ckING TAKE IT EASY! I DON’T KNOW WHY I HIRED YOU AGAIN! f*ck!* Hello?

Victor: Tommy. Its victor.

Tommy: How was the trip?

Victor: Fine. What am I doing here?

Tommy: Well your not going to be there for so long but we got you hooked up with some yakuza over there. Your going to have to call Claude once you get there.

Victor: Alright. Gimme his number and the address to the yakuza front.

Tommy: Well just call Speed auto’s. The yakuza front is 85645 Burlington lane.

Victor: Ok Ill talk to you later

Victor hung up and ran out towards the street. TAXI! He hollered and a cab stopped right by him. Kaufman Taxi Cabs Serving the world 24 hours all over the world! Where’s it to Lady? The driver said

Victor: 85645 Burlington lane

Driver: That’s a pricey ride buddy around 25 pounds.

Victor did the math in his head. That was fine he said and the driver took off. Victor could remember when Claude joined up with Tommy. It was around 2 weeks after he killed Salvatore Leone. Tommy thanked him since The Leone’s always tried to move into Vercetti Territory. So Claude became His under boss alongside of Ross. Claude was a very silent trustworthy guy. Victor loved to be around him he was very confident and clear. He couldn’t wait to talk to him over the phone.

Driver: Here we are 85645 Burlington lane.

Victor handed him 26 pounds, well $45.05 American

Victor walked up to the Big house with guards everywhere. 2 of them stopped victor and asked for his proof of clearance to the compound. Then a tall man in a pin striped suit stepped up. It was Jack Kasen. The leader of the Yakuza in London. He put his hand out but victor avoided it. The yakuza gave him an Eire feeling. They didn’t seem like a mafia he could trust.

Jack: Well then, Off to business.

Victor: Before we discuss anything, I have to call Claude.

Jack: Ahh, Claude. The man my cousins gave their life’s for. The man they aimlessly gave their life’s for.

Victor: HEY! There was a reason they did it Claude isn’t a guy that walks around and gets people killed.

Victor walked into the house and grabbed the phone. Some maid’s dropped by with Biscuits and tea.

Secretary: Speed autos how can I be of your service.

Victor: Let me talk to Claude.

Secretary: One moment please.

As victor waited he sipped on some tea and ate some biscuit’s.

Claude: Hello?

Victor: Hey Claude.

Claude: What’s up man? O my caller ID say’s the calls from London. Ok man I wanted you to call me because I want you to do a job for me. A capo of the Leone family is in England to shake hands with the British mafia to end their feud. You have to kill the British capo. Then his soldier’s will think it was the Leone family. Thus pushing there war to its maximum limits. It’s taking place at a junk yard about 5 miles directly down the road from you. Do not let anybody see you. It’s taking place in 15 minutes so get there and find a position.

Victor hung up and ran towards jack. I cant do any business until I finish a job for Claude. I need a car and a sniper rifle now. Jack did what victor told him. He was then supplied with a Laser scope rifle and a BF-400. Victor kick started his bike and raced to the yard. It was storming out and cold. Victor was sprinting through mud and it hurt when he breathed because it was so cold. He then came to a complete stop and saw two British members standing there with AK-47’s Victor slowly backed up, ran and silently jumped onto a stock pile of smashed cars no more that 70 yards away. He pulled his coat over his head and put a pile of wood over him. He carefully placed his eye to the scope and paid close attention to the situation. About 3 minutes later a sunrise pulled up and the British capo stepped out. About 7 minutes later a sentinel pulled up. All together with bodyguards and everything there was about 14 men. There hands where so close to touching. Pss. The silencer made a whisper in the air. The mans blood and brains went everywhere. In nano seconds the 2 gangs started to waste each other. And in less than 30 seconds there was one man standing. Victor. He picked everything up ran to the front of the yard uncovered his bike and got out of there. He arrived back at the Yakuza compound and called Claude.

Ring………………Ring…………..Ring………… Yea….The jobs done…..Uh huh…………they started to waste each other…….Ok seeya.

Then victors credit card lit up and it said “New credits received“. Amount 3000 American Dollars.

Afterwards victor went to go see jack.

Jack: It’s about time sir.

Victor: Yea yea.

Jack: I spoke to Tommy while you were gone. He says he has new plans for you and you shall be leaving tomorrow. But you my friend will do a job for me. The Columbian cartel from liberty city is here on a business trip looking for more factories to produce there SPANK product. To us there not exactly welcome you see. I want you to kill them and leave one of them alive to give their gang in liberty a warning about moving around in our territory. It wont be hard to find these fools there looking in the steel mill district and are the only ones in all of Europe with Cartel Cruisers. If you can kill them I will give you cash at the amounts of $4000 American.

Victor: Well, I guess so but when I get back I want a full dinner waiting for me because I’m hungry as hell.

Jack: I can have that for you.

Victor went outside and grabbed his bike. He kick started it and blasted off towards the steel mill district. He stopped at a red light and a cartel cruiser was right behind him. Victor didn’t want to look behind him as to where they would suspect something. But victor had an eerie feeling they already knew something and what he was going to do. He heard the door open of the cruiser and shut. The knock of boots plotted in the rain as the member walked towards victor. He looked in the mirror and the guy had his hand in his coat. Victor turned around fast and put a cap in the guys head. He turned to reeve his engine and take off but he was hit in the face and landed on the ground. The dirty Cartel put his boot on victor’s chest.

Cartel: Hey esé I know Joo, Joo da one dat kill Ricardo. Joo muda fugga he was da bez leada we eva had.

Victor: Yea, hahaha well his blood was worth a lot of money you know that.

Cartel: Kicks victor in the face. I don’t like da way Joo talk about ma family mang. Cocks hammer on pistol and aim’s it and victor.

Victor: Hahahahaha! You have no idea who your f*cking with. Victor pulled a revolver from his shoe and put a bullet in the cartel members head.

Victor got up and spit blood on the member. BRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT! An M-16 went off towards victor. He ran to take cover and jumped behind a car. BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA! They where shooting him with AK’s and M-16’s Victor left his shotgun on his bike so he had to use his ammo wisely. He took the shells out of his revolver, took his knife and put a split at the top of them so they would explode In their bodies. Killing them no matter what. Victor carefully peeked his head over the car to see there positions. One of them was behind the cruiser that the dead cartel members drove. Victor popped up POP! And shot him in the head BRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT! He jumped down to notice the M-16 clipped his shoulder. The other cartel member was hiding behind an abounded taxi cab that the driver abandoned when victor shot the first cartel member. Victor carefully took aim. He steadied his arm and shot the gas tank. BA FOOOOOOOOOOOOM! The car went up in flames. After that he dialed jack. Ring……….Ring………. Hey how many members where there? 7? Ok I got 4. He hung up and walked towards his bike. In the distance he could see a cartel cruiser speeding towards him with a member sticking out the door with an AK in his hands. Victor jumped back behind the car and covered his head BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA! They missed thank god. Victor ran towards his bike and grabbed the M-16 off the dead cartel member. He grabbed the clips, got on his bike and raced after the cartel cruiser. He was pushing 80 and the cruiser was doing 85. One of the members popped his head out of the window and shot towards victor. BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA! Victor dodged every bullet on his bike. He whipped out his M-16 and blasted the truck BRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT! The truck lost control and flipped over. Victor got off the bike sprinted over and put a bullet in each members head. He heard sirens coming down the hill so he grabbed his bike and raced back towards the compound. He arrived and Jack was on the steps.

Jack: How did it go?

Victor: f*cking terrible. I need a doctor to patch up this wound.

Jack: Ok, come on inside and sit down.

Victor walked inside and grabbed a glass of milk. The doctor came with all of his stuff and patched up his wound. Then a waitress came out holding a plate of Steak and mashed potatoes. Victor dug right in. Jack sat across from him and talked to him about the situation with the cartel. About how much of enemies they where and how fast they were increasing in numbers.

Jack: You see they need to be exterminated. It would be lovely if you could kill their leader, Valequest.

Victor: No, f*ck that I’m never going back to liberty. Every gang there wants me dead. Leone’s Forelli’s and in less than a day the Cartel.

Jack: Did you forget about us? We can protect you.

Victor: (Yells) HEY! I ONLY DO WHAT TOMMY TELLS ME!

Jack: (Puts hands up like he’s surrendering) Ok, ok I get it.

Victor: Ok. Well when does my flight leave?

Jack: 6 AM tomorrow.

Victor: (Looks at watch) Well I’m’ a hit the sheets I’m wiped out.

Victor went up stairs, jumped into bed and went to sleep.

London Airport June 16th 2005

 

Victor just got on the plane and put on his headphones. 6 hours till vice city. 6 more hours till victor is home again.

Edited May 6, 2006 by S. Leone

[S. Leone]

Escobar International Airport June 16th 2005

Victor landed at Escobar International Airport. He stepped out side took a deep breath of the fresh vice city air. He was walking down the die walk then his phone went off. Hello?………….Hey Ross………..Yea I just landed……….A surprise? Where?……………….Ok I’ll call you when I get there. Evidently Ross had a surprise in the garage of the airport for victor. He was walking down the side walk and a Vercetti cab halted in front of him

Cab Driver: VICTOR! WHEN DID YOU GET BACK???!!!???

Victor: Hey Charlie. About 10 minutes ago,

Charlie: Man how long has it been. 3 years?

Victor: Yea yea. Well Charlie I’m in a rush I’ll see you later.

Charlie: Call me sometime victor me and you need to kick it again.

Victor: Ok I’ll see you later

Charlie: Ok (Takes off)

Victor got on the third level of the garage and there it was. A 2006 Sunrise. This thing wasn’t even official yet. The keys were taped under the car and victor grabbed them and hopped in. This thing was fully loaded. He started the car and it said Welcome Back Victor. The Temperature outside is a fair 83° Fahrenheit. GPS 100% Active. AC 100% Active. Voice Command 100% Active. Car Phone 100% Active. Then the car phone went off. Call From: Ross Vercetti.

Victor: Accept.

Ross: Hey, I see you found the car. Come see me at my new club, The Platinum Cash club.

Victor: Alright. Directions to The Platinum Cash Club. Directions popped up and victor took off. He arrived at the club a few minutes later. This was a nice club. It was packed. He pulled up to valet and they recognized him right away.

Valet Boy: Mr. Camone! Mr. Vercetti told me take you to him right away. (Snaps his fingers, another valet boy walks over)

Valet Boy #1: Go park Mr. Camone’s car.

Valet Boy #2: There’s no more spaces

Valet Boy #1: Then move the cone over one more space and extend the line! Get f*cking moving!

Valet Boy #2; Ok, ok

The valet boy took victor through the back entrance and up the stair case leading to Ross’s office.

Valet Boy: There you go Mr. Camone. Have a nice day.

Victor: (Slips valet boy a 50) You to kid

Valet Boy: Thanks a lot!

Victor walked in and right away Ross greeted him

Ross: Victor! How are you (Kiss’s Victor on the cheek gives him a glass of Hard ice tea.) You remember Knickey?

Victor: Yea of course (Shakes Knicky’s hand). Knickey was a capo, Tommy and Ross’s right hand man. He did a lot of operations for the family like taking over parts of cities for them. He was defiantly untouchable. So how’s your dad?

Ross: He’s good. He’s good. Listen the word is you wasted 6 cartel members in England. The cartel is already planning to kill you. But lucky for you they still think your in England. We have to be the ones ending this war. But you know what we’ll talk about this later lets enjoy or self’s. Ross

sipped on his drink and looked out the window over viewing the club. sh*t some ones getting in a fight. I’ll be right back.

Victor sat on the couch next to Knickey.

Knickey: What’s up man?

Victor: Nothing, how about you?

Knickey: Well, I’ve got a nerve wrecking situation on my hands. A cousin of Vincent Leone, he took over when Joey disappeared a year back, is down here on vacation. His name is Tony and he leads the West Coast branch of the Leone’s. See I put a hit on him to let the Leone’s know that your not even allowed down here no matter what. But later that day I found out that he’s a made man. I didn’t know that he was an under boss I thought he was just a relative. See I don’t want to kill a made man because that’ll start an all out mob war. The Vercetti’s already have enough on there hands. So I called in to call off the hit. But they told me “once the blood is on the contract, the hit is off when the target is dead or the hit man is killed”.

See I don’t even get to meet the killer so I don’t know how I can get this kit called off. I need you to find out who’s doing the hit and kill that hit man.

Victor: Alright. This is risky, but if you want this done I’m gonna have to leave as soon as possible. Tell Ross I felt like returning home.

Knickey: You got it.

Victor opened the door and went out the service door. He went up to valet and they brought him his car. He got in and said “Dial Brian Schultz” Ring……ring……ring……

Brian: Hello?

Victor: Brian its victor. Brian was a computer nerd that victor knew from awhile back. He could find anything for you. He had everything in his apartment waiting for you.

Brian: VICTOR! When did you get back in vice?

Victor: O I’d say about an hour ago. Any ways I need you to find all hits that have been put on Tony Leone and find the employers of that man. I’ll see you in a few minutes.

Victor sped off towards Brian’s apartment. Victor pulled up to the place where Brian has been living for the past decade. Coral Flats. This place was deep in little Havana. It was put where Phil’s Place you to be after he tore it down when he moved to liberty. Victor buzzed in and went up to Brian’s place. Knock Knock Knock.

Brian: (Opens door) Victor its good to see you.

Victor: You too. So what do you have for me?

Brian: (Wiggle’s Glass’s) Well, it seems that the name of the company is classified but there front is a little company called “Driers Cleaning Co.” They have a representative that hangs around the city from time to time.

Victor: What’s his name?

Brian: A Timothy Blitz

Victor: What’s his current location?

Brian: Let me check (Types on computer) He is currently at the Malibu club.

Victor: Give me surveillance.

Brian: (Types on computer) There you go.

He was sitting at a small table writing something. He had a brief case right next to him that probably contained something that could tell me who was going to kill Tony. Victor looked a the briefcase and asked Brian if he had something like it.

Brian: Let me see (Rolls chair over to cabinet, opens reveling millions of different kinds of brief cases). Yep here you go.

Victor: Ok, I’ll be back soon

Brian: See ya later.

Victor walked to the exit of the building and got in his car. He raced over to the Malibu club. As soon as he got there he walked to the doors and a bouncer recognized him.

Bouncer: Victor! How was liberty?

Victor: Good. Hey listen I’m on a job for Mr. Vercetti and I was wondering if you could do something for me.

Bouncer: I’d do anything for Mr. Vercetti, What do you need?

Victor: (Slips bouncer 100, Points at timothy) Take him outside. Don’t let him grab his brief case. When you bring him out think of something to say to him. After about 1 minute let him back in.

Bouncer: Alright, you give Tommy my regards.

Victor: You got it.

The bouncer walked in and grabbed timothy by the collar and took him outback. Victor raced it, replaced the briefcase’s and ran out, and got in his car. Then he went back over to Brian’s.

Victor: (Opens up brief case, reveling lap top.) Find the hit man of Tony Leone.

10 minutes later

Brian: (Shows picture of hit man) It’s a Thomas Lee

Victor: What’s his current location

Brian: He’s over at the vice docks

Victor: (Puts stack on table) There’s a couple thousand dollars. Go get your self a new place.

Brian: What ever.

Victor went outside, got in his car and went to the docks. He got out of his car about a half a block away. He took out some binoculars and spotted Thomas’s position. He was sitting on the board walk tossing food to birds. Victor slowly walked towards him then suddenly Thomas whipped out a pistol and shot at him. No big deal. Victor was a professional. He quickly took out his revolver and shot Thomas in the head. He dragged his body into some bushes and chopped his head off, wrapped it in a plastic bag and carried it with him. He took his body and tossed it into the sea. Later that night he drove by Driers Cleaning Co. and threw the head through the window. After that he went back to Platinum Cash club.

Knickey: So is the job done? (Knickey’s phone goes off) Hello?

Man: The job………….is done (The man hung up)

Ross: (walks into office) Hey, where have you been?

Victor: Went back to my home on star fish island. I felt like taking a nap.

Ross: O, I see.

Victor: Yea.

Ross: My dad wants to see you around 10 AM tomorrow. So what do you want to do tonight?

Victor: Nothing really. I just popped in to see what’s going on. I’m going back home to relax.

Ross: Alright I’ll see you tomorrow.

Victor: Bye.

Victor jumped in his car and headed towards star fish island. A lot has changed there in 3 years.

Since so many people have tried to kill Tommy he put security all over the island. He pulled up to

the gate of the island and gave them his ID. All he kept hearing was Glad to see your back victor.

As victor drove towards his house (which was the last one on the island if you drove in from ocean beach) a light came on as he passed it, and when he went passed it, it would turn off. There was barbed wire fences around every yard because only Tommy’s associates lived on star fish island. The islands nickname was “Butcher’s island” since Tommy owned all of the property. Victor pulled up to his house and it was just how he left it. Except since the family knew victor was returning to vice city the re-stocked everything for him. Food, clothing everything. Victor walked in and grabbed an ice tea from the fridge. He took that down and went to bed.

[Moth]

very gtood story man you should write another chapter

peace out

[S. Leone]

Star Fish Island June 17th 2005

Victor woke up around 8 and got ready for the day. He took the revolver out of his dresser and slipped it in his pants. He stepped outside opened the garage and looked at what vehicle he wanted to take. He had his sunrise, a 1998 infurnus, an armored patriot, a 1993 BF-400, a PCJ-700, and a golf cart. Well since he was just going over to Tommy’s he would just take the golf cart. He hopped in and took a nice little cruise over to Tommy’s. He arrived at the gate and once again its was nothing buy VICTOR WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN? Victor arrived inside and security was to the maximum. Snipers, heavy artillery, guard dogs, even boats watching the beach around his house. Victor parked his golf cart and walked up to the house. The first thing he saw was someone real special to him marching out the door.

Alexis: Daddy, I’m not having your f*cking goon’s follow me everywhere I GO!

Tommy: Honey, you don’t understand, your still my little girl and if anyone grabs you out there, I don’t know what would happen!

Alexis: For god sakes I’m only going to see my friends up in north vice! Your acting like I’m going all the way to San Andréa’s or something!

Alexis marched down the stair case and saw victor. She slowed down, put her hair behind her ear, smiled and gave him a hug.

Alexis: Victor I’m so happy to see you!

Victor: I’m happy to see you to.

Alexis: Well, I have to go but I’ll see you when I get back. She jumped in her comet and zoomed off

Victor: 3 f*cking years Tommy to long my friend

Tommy: Hahahaha, Yes, come here and give me a hug

Victor: (Hugs Tommy) Let’s go inside it’s a scorcher out here

Tommy: Yes, it is.

They walked inside that was once the drug barons mansion. He did some remodeling and added some parts to the house where there was un used land on the yard. They went up onto the roof witch was retraceable. They sat in two chairs, sipped on some lemonade and talked about what they have missed over the years.

Tommy: I heard you took out some cartel for Jack

Victor: Yea, that was a dumb ass move on my part

Tommy: Well, it’s nothing that the Vercetti’s can’t handle. The cartel is stationed only in Liberty, a tiny place in San Andréa’s and Columbia. There a small time sh*tty gang. They’ve been nothing since they lost Catalina and Cisco

Victor: Your right. The only thing we should really worry about is the Forelli’s.

Tommy: Your right. There business has been spreading for the past few years. There becoming well known and well feared. Mostly over in San Andréa’s. Not in Vice, nor in Liberty.

Victor: I still cant believe they nearly whipped out the whole west coast branch of the Leone’s. I don’t get how they could almost take them out in San Andréa’s but not in liberty.

Tommy: The Leone’s are stronger in liberty. Most of there family lives there. To where in San Andréa’s their family is weak and small. (Stands up and walks around) I’m sorry I cant get my daughter off my mind. She’s out there with none of my men to keep an eye on her. Its because back in 02 some guy roughed her up something awful. But I had Ross take care of that. Can you please go see what she’s doing? Make sure she’s ok and all of that.

Victor: Of course Tommy. But where is she?

Tommy: She said she was going to her friends up in north vice. But I’ll put 2 mill down on it that she went to this Pulsating night club. (Rights down address, hands paper to victor) Take a look over there. If she’s not there then look at Apartment 368 in Cuba flats. (Toss’s victor keys) Take my sultan it’s parked out front.

Victor: Ok I’ll see you in awhile. Victor walked outside and tossed the keys to a gang member. He pulled the car up and he slipped the member a 50. He drove off the island and headed for the interstate that connected North and South vice. Basically in 1994 Tropic city and vice city connected to make north and south. In-between north and south was nothing but swamp land for 5 miles. Victor was half way there until a clover pulled out of a gator farm and followed him all the way to north vice. Even when victor got past the toll booth and sped up to where he wasn’t in sight of the clover anymore that thing still caught up. Finally he got to a stop light and had the time to look at who was in the car. Well it didn’t matter anyways because the windows where fully tinted. So the light turned green. Victor took a right and the clover went strait. Finally that was a load off of victors back. He pulled into the club PULSE OF THE NIGHT. Victor parked around back and popped the trunk open. Laying there was a sawn off. He strapped that to his leg. He also had his revolver. He walked to the front of the club and looked around. He couldn’t see a damn thing since it was a pulsating night club. Victor went up to the bar and grabbed a drink. He waited about 10 minutes then he felt a hand on his shoulder. All he heard over the music was

Alexis: I GUESS MY DAD SENT YOU HUH?

Victor: YEA!

Alexis: WELL IF ITS YOU THEN I DON’T CARE! NOW BUY ME A DRINK!

Victor: HAHAHAHA! OK!

Victor and Alexis sat down at a table and talked for a little while. From the corner of victor’s eye he saw a man sitting at a table in a trench coat. its 90° outside and this guy’s wearing a trench coat. Victor kept a close eye on him. Then the guy gave himself away. He could see the barrel of a gun poking out of his coat. Suddenly victor looked around and noticed these guy’s where everywhere. Trench coats and all. Victor pulled Alexis towards him and said

Victor: I’m gonna hand you the car keys and your gonna head outside. Act casual and give me a kiss when you leave. Alexis did exactly what victor told her to do. She kissed him on the cheek, pretended to laugh and walked to the sultan. Victor shook his head took a shot and whispered to him self “f*cking armature’s”. Victor pulled out his sawn off and blasted the bastard at the table. Then he turned to his right and blasted another guy sitting at the bar. *Click* victor cracked open the barrel of his sawn off, *CLANK CLANK* he slipped in two shells, *Click* he closed the barrel of the sawn off. POP POP POP! One of the men pull out a measly little colt and try to get victor with it. Victor tripped and stumbled over chairs and tables then he finally made it out of the back service door to see the sultan waiting there for him. He hopped in and Alexis shouted DRIVE! They took off for the interstate back to south vice. Victor told Alexis to call her dad and she did. Daddy!………..Some men are after victor and I’m with him…………………………….ok I’ll tell him………………………..I wont and I love you to “he told me to tell you to swing by the mansion and then he’ll handle it from there. Victor was almost there as he just passed pay ‘n spray. He took a sharp turn onto the star fish island bridge. About 10 seconds later he was in front of the Vercetti estate. Tommy was right there armored up and everything. Alexis hops out and sprints inside.

Tommy: Come on! Get out and get inside we have this handled.

Victor: I have a better idea. I’ll call you when this is finished (Slams the door) Victor headed back to down town. After he got out of the Vercetti estate driveway he pass’s the cars that where chasing him and they do a 180 and try to catch up with him. Victor grabs his cell phone and dials Umberto Robina.

Victor: COME ON PICK UP THE PHONE!

Umberto: Hello?

Victor: Umberto! It’s victor Camone!

Umberto: VICTOR! WHEN DID YOU………..

Victor: Cut the sh*t I don’t have the time. Get your men outside. I’ll be passing by in a red sultan. Shoot any car that follows behind me but keep one of the passengers alive.

Umberto: Ok I’ll see you in a minute.

Victor pushed the car to 85 and took a sharp turn to the café. He saw the men standing there armed. He took another sharp turn into an alley way and put his head down. All he heard was the blasting of M-16’s. About 3 minutes later he stepped outside to see one of them chained to a telephone pole.

Umberto: f*ck man 3 years since that last day in vice city.

Victor: Yea, yea. Man its good to see you’ve kept the Cubans together.

Umberto: Yea it’s been hard. But a little more money and offers and they stay together.

Victor: That’s good. Victor walked over to the bloody guy on the pole.

Guy: ( Crying and yelling) HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELP ME!!!!! SOMEBODY CALL THE POLICE!!!!!!!!!!!! HELP!!!!!!

Victor: Hey your in little Havana. sh*t like this happens all the time and nobody care.

Guy: HELP ME! (Sobbing) ANY BODY PLEASE!

Victor: Calm down. All I want to know is who sent this hole group after me.

Guy: (Spits blood at victor) f*ck YOU!

Victor: (Pistol whips the guy) I’ll give you 1 more chance to tell me (Puts gun to guys head and cocks hammer) your life is on the line.

Guy: (takes deep breathe) It was the cartel.

Victor: Who gave the orders? What branch of the cartel?

Guy: Valequest of the east coast branch gave the orders to Carlos of the west coast branch to kill you. He gives us orders, we carry them out.

Victor: What does the west coast branch of the cartel usually handle?

Guy: Stolen Jewelry, Money laundering, and carrying out orders from any other cartel branch

Victor: I want you to tell me where the west coast branch is located

Guy: There located in Santa Flora in San Fierro

Victor: Give me the address

Guy: 84325 Kess Street

Victor: Wow, you how much sh*t you just told me that sold out pretty much the whole entire west coast branch of the cartel?

Guy: I don’t care. Please let me go I told you everything you wanted. (Victor undoes the chains) Thanks. I’ll never get in your way again I promise. The guy limped his way into an alleyway. Ground, got out his cell phone and dialed the Vercetti estate. Ring…..Ring…..Yes Tommy please…. Tell him its victor…..About a day now put Tommy on…..Tommy it’s victor…..Uh huh…..Uh huh…..How’s Alexis?….A bit shaken…..ok…..well I found out a lot of information…..(Tells Tommy everything )…..well I’m gonna relax for awhile…..No I’m fine…..IM FINE!….. I don’t need any of your men I’m with Umberto……I’ll see you later…..bye.

Umberto: Come on inside! We should catch up on things.

Victor walked over into the café and sat next to Umberto. His dad walked by and poured them each a cup of tea.

Victor: Ahh, just like when we were teenagers. Sitting in this café for hours on end drinking tea and just talking and stuff. Man those were the good old days before vice city turned to crime.

Umberto: Yea………… So how did liberty treat you?

Victor: Like sh*t. (Tells hole story about Liberty)

Umberto: Wow, they actually closed the case? Man your real clean.

Victor: Yea, I’m kind of regretting that. I’ll never be able to return to Liberty with out the fear of getting killed.

Umberto: (puts hand on victor’s shoulder) Once your in the business, you cant go anywhere with out the fear of being killed.

Victor: Hahahaha, Damn strait (chugs glass of tea) Listen I’m gonna head down to the Hyman Stadium and see what games are going on down there. You wanna go?

Umberto: Nah, I’m gonna stay my shift starts in 30 minutes then my pops gets to go home for the night. I have no f*cking idea why we opened this place up for 24 hours.

Victor: Hahahaha! More work for you!

Umberto: Yea yea yea. Get out of here.

Victor: I’ll see you soon

Umberto: See you later

[Moth]

that is very good man caan't wait

[Archaon, Lord of End Times]

Ah, dude, beautiful story, always love it when people build on gta plots. Keep up the great work.

[Lucki]

Wow this is awsome! how did u know victor was the next character.. o_O way bach in april:[email protected]

[S. Leone]

Well, I wasn't planning on continuing this, but I most likely will sooner or later. And that sooner or later is RIGHT NOW *KA CHONG*

 

 

Victor walked back into the alley where his sultan remained. He started it and drove towards the stadium. He was going down the highway and the intersection ahead was a green light. Victor went faster so he wouldn’t have to stay at a red light. He was in the middle of the intersection when suddenly BOOOOOOM! He was hit by a car coming from the left. Victor spun out onto the grass and fell out of the car. He tried to walk away since he knew this guy was probably a cartel after him. He limped off the grass and onto the cement, he could barley walk since he broke his ankle. He pulled his revolver out of his pants incase this guy tried to sneak up behind him. Victor could barley keep conscious. He fell to the ground and saw the guy walking towards him. The car was that clover he saw earlier! He aimed his revolver at him and he just kicked it out of his hand breaking his thumb. AHHHHHHHHHHHHH! Victor screamed in pain. The guy took a pole and hit him in the head with it, totally knocking out victor.

Meanwhile, At the Vercetti Estate.

 

Tommy was walking up and down his office worried and talking. Ross was sitting in his chair calling everyone that has last seen Victor.

Tommy: It’s 4:18 AM where the f*ck is he?

Ross: (Stands up) Relax dad for all we know he could be passed out at a bar and that’s not the reason nobodies answered the phone. I have everybody we know looking for him, Mitch, Umberto, ken, Knickey, cam jone’s, hey even grandpa (Cortez) is keeping an eye open around the docks.

Tommy: f*ck, I told him to come back.

 

Location Unknown June 18th 2005

 

Victor woke up chained at the hands and feet. He was bleeding from every limb and all he could taste was blood. BOOM! Suddenly he was punched BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! This thug just went buck wild on victor. Then a thug pulled him back and he came up with brass knuckles and started to punch victor in the stomach. Finally a man grabbed him by the chin and looked him in the eye.

Man: You want to kill my family? You want my solders to die at your grip? Well not any more Joo dirty muda fugga. The man took a knife and slowly cut victors arm. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! He yelled in pain. Then the man stuck the knife in victors leg. AHHHHHHHHHH YOU MOTHER f*ckER! Yelled out victor. The man raised his fist and another man grabbed his arm

Thug: Come one don wase your time on him Carlos.

Then Victors eyes opened wide and he stared strait at the man. It was the leader of the west coast branch of the cartel! All he was saying to him self was that little mother f*cker lied to him. The two thugs untied the chains and tossed victor into the back of a van and he passed out as soon as he was tossed onto the cold hard floor of the van.

 

Prawn Island June 18th 2005

 

Victor woke up as he was thrown hard to the ground of the wooden dock. He stumbled to get up and recognized where he was. He was in the back yard of a torn down mansion on prawn island, the one that lance and Tommy stormed back in 86. He stood there at the edge of the dock as the 3 men stood there and stared at him. Carlos stroked his goatee and said to Victor, What do you have to say for your last words? He said, He couldn’t wait to kill his hole family. Carlos took out a colt and POP! He put a cap in victors rib cage and he fell into the sea. The salt water stung his wounds and he could barley keep conscious. He grabbed a piece of wood that was drifting out at sea. He paddled north since that was the way towards vice point and it was to dark out to see a damn thing. About a half an hour later he washed up onto land. He got on his knees and crawled towards the street. He hit the pavement and started to throw up all of the salt water that he swallowed on his way to shore. He lied there in pain for about 15 minutes and then he saw a chopper stop in front of him. He could lift his head because he was to weak. Boots walked towards him and all he heard was “Jesus Christ kid look at you. Were gonna get you home. It’ll be alright. The man took out a phone and all victor heard was “Yea Tommy, I found the poor kid.”

 

Meanwhile at the cartel mansion in Liberty city

 

Valequest sat in his office and looked at the phone. About 5 minutes later the phone rang and Valequest picked it up. Hello?……Uh huh…..Uh huh…… I’ll talk to you later. Valequest looked at one of his members and said, Put the word out, Victor Camone’s blood fill’s the ports of vice city.

 

Victor’s house June 22nd 2005

 

Victor woke up in his bed back at home. His wounds were stitched up and he was finally some where safe. Alexis was sitting at the edge of his bed. Ross was sitting in the chair next to him. Tommy was on the couch smiling at him. His wife Mercedes was next to him smiling to. Cam Jones, Ken, Knickey Umberto Mitch and Cortez were all in the living room relaxing and talking. Tommy walked up put his hand on victors head and said “We were so close to losing you kid.” Alexis had tears in her eyes and laid on victor, hugging him. Ross got up and took victors hand and said its good to have you back. Victor’s ankle was in a cast, so was his hand. He had a wired jaw since those bastards broke it. The bottom of his arm was stitched up since they cut it open. His leg was also stitched up since he was stabbed. It was time that he go up and started to train and get better. Every ounce of blood in his body wanted to get some killing done.

 

North Vice Gym August 3rd 2005

 

22.…23.…24.…25! Victor hopped up and gave Ross a high five.

Ross: Man! Your benching 260! You’ve never been this strong.

Victor: Yea its time I get bigger and stronger. Ever since I was almost killed its like all of my senses and strength doubled or something!

Ross: Its been 2 months. When do you thing your gonna take out these f*ckers over in San Andréa’s?

Victor: (Looks strait) Uhhhhh, Maybe sometime this month. Thinking of that last moment where he shot me makes me want to pull his f*cking heart out.

Ross: I know, I know. Listen lets hop in the showers, get dressed and go back to my club.

Victor: Alright

Victor and Ross jumped in the showers of the gym and got dressed. They walked out into the blazing sunlight and jumped into Victors sunrise. The AC automatically started and they headed back to south vice. Then the car said Call From Tommy Vercetti Accept? Yes Accept said Victor

Victor: Hello?

Tommy: Ross, Victor get back to the estate, we have to talk.

Then Tommy hung up. Victor just turned onto the deserted interstate so he could go as fast as he wanted. He was pushing 95 and they were already at the South vice toll booth. He threw a bunch of quarters at the booth and sped off to star fish island. They stopped in front of the estate and ran inside. Knickey was outside of the office doors and yelled you guys he’s in here! They ran into the office and right away they noticed everything was fine, so they caught there breathe and sat down. Knickey closed the office doors and sat next to them.

Tommy: I’m glad you guys could make it so fast.

Ross: Yea, that’s all on victor, so what do you want dad?

Tommy: (Picks up remote and press’s play) This is at our factories in San Andréa’s.

All they saw on the tape was workers doing there job, packing drugs, guns, jewelry and then the double doors to the factory blasted open. A bunch of men with M-16’s started to shoot the workers and bring the stuff outside and load them onto a giant truck. Then a big man in a white suit smoking a cigar stepped inside and started to bark orders. Tommy paused the tape and zoomed in on the man in the white suit.

Tommy: Victor tell me who that is.

Victor: (Tosses keys at wall) f*ck THAT’S CARLOS!

Tommy: Calm down. We already have something set up. Around 7:00 your leaving for San Andréa’s .We have a hotel setup for you over in Juniper hill, no more than a mile away from there location.

Victor: (Punching hand on desk) I’m gonna lift him up by his f*cking neck and gut his f*cking stomach! I’m gonna burn his house to the ground and tie him down so he can burn with it!

Ross: It’s 5:00 o’clock. Get to your house and start to pack. Come back and I’ll give you a ride to the airport. Victor stormed out the door, out to the driveway, took a golf cart and sped to his house. Tommy and Ross stood on the steps, waiting for him and they sipped on some tequila and waited for victor to drive the golf cart back up there. About 10 minutes later he came back with a 2 suit case’s. One containing clothing, and the other with guns and money. He pulled out his sawn off strapped it to his leg and told them lets go.

[Archaon, Lord of End Times]

People had better start reading this story, it's too f*cking awesome to stop.

 

@Lucki: It's not the same Victor, I've asked S. Leone about it, this Victor's last name is Camone, not Vance.

[Rashon.]

Man, I love the chapter captions. Great story, S. Leone.

[Moth]

great chapter man