The Aftermath

[Stefan.]

Hi everyone!

 

This is my first fanfic, please provide advice.

 

Enjoy!

 

*****CHAPTER 1*****

 

Escobar International Airport, Vice City, Florida

1:37 p.m. Sunday 31st September 1988

 

The sun was high in the sky of Vice City as a Boeing 737 touched town on the smooth tarmac. Sitting the first row of the plane was Steven Harrington, an average Liberty City student who was arriving in Vice City to visit his exubarent uncle, Tommy Vercetti. Steven's mum is the sister of Tommy, while his father is a American accountant.

 

Steven was 20 years old and has never met his uncle before. Most of the time he was in prison, before he went down south. Steven still remembers the time when Steven was 7 and their house was robbed. On the phone, Tommy personally sais "I'll cut those robber's dicks off,". Oh, the good times.

 

Tommy liked Steven. He heard that he's well respected by his parents, which he likes. He thinks he's gonna be a good soldier one day.

 

As Steven's plane approached the terminal at the airport, Steven unbuckled his seat-bealt and started moving forward. Since he was in the first row, he was the first to get off the plane.

 

It was just after lunch time, so he wanted to catch a cab before traffic was halted. He quickly went to the bagga claim, before he raced outside to find a lone cab sitting there.

 

He sprinted to the cab and got into before another man was desperately trying to get to it. He put his briefcase in the back, got in the back seat and buckled his seat belt.

 

Taxi driver: "Where to, man?"

 

Steven: "Vercetti Estate, Starfish Island please."

 

As they were driving on the way, Steven realised how beautiful Vice City was. From what he saw, it seemed as if the whole of Vice City's population were on vacation; it was that wonderful. As they got onto Starfish sland, he was awe-inspired as to the homes on there.

 

The taxi pulled up to the kerb in-front of the house.

 

Steven: "How much?"

 

Taxi driver: "$36."

 

Steven: "For that?"

 

Taxi driver: "Yep. Vice City's expensive, y'know?"

 

Steven: "Well...I guess it is then."

 

Steven payed the cabbie his money before he got out, got his bag and faced the estate. It was magical. It was huge; a new wing had been added on the east side of the building, in which he putted a car garage in.

 

Steven walked up to the buzzer and pressed the bell.

 

Tommy (with muffled orgasm in the background): "Who is it?"

 

Steven: "It's your favourite nephew."

 

Tommy: "Hey Steven! Great! I'll be down on the proch in the sec, I'll open the gate for you, just walk in!"

 

Steven did as his uncle told him to do. As the creaky gates opened. Steven started racing up the driveway. He had a good grip on his suitcase, and it was light anyway. Only about 5kg.

 

As Steven joyfully jumped up the stairs, a beautiful extravaging naked woman stepped out of the front door. She was about 175cm, had a wonderful body, her hair was blonde and was long and lavashing, and her body had a nice thin tan on it.

 

Woman (In flirtish manner): "Hey there!"

 

Steven: "Um...hey?"

 

Tommy (laughing): "Ha ha ha ha, that's Laura for you Steven. Beautiful woman. See ya sexy!"

 

Laura: "Bye, beautiful!"

 

Steven only then realised that Tommy was half naked with a towel wrpped around the lower half of his body. As Laura walked away to the garage, Tommy walked over to Steven.

 

Tommy (In disappointing voice): "So you're my nephew."

 

Steven: "Apprently so."

 

Tommy (Laughing): "Ha kid, you gotta relax man, I'm just busting your balls! Hey come on, come in, I'll show you around."

 

Steven: "It's a nice place"

 

Tommy: "Yeah, why wouldn't I have it! I earned it kid, I earned it!"

 

Meanwhile, in VCPD HQ, Downtown...

 

Man (Chuckling): "Ha ha ha, Tommy Vercetti, your game is up..."

 

*****END OF CHAPTER*****

 

Well, hope you liked it! More coming soon!

 

 

[GSF_Membuh]

Cool Story! Has some great potential my friend. Topic rated Good.

[Stefan.]

Thanks mate, hope some more comments come through...

 

 

[Blackadder.]

Looks good so far, keep it up

[Stefan.]

Thank you for your comment black.

 

Here is my second chapter...

 

*****CHAPTER 2*****

 

Vercetti Estate, Starfish Island, Vice City, Florida

2:59 p.m. Sunday 31st September

 

Steven had just finished his lunch. After taking a tour of the estate, Steven received the valuable chance of eating a lovely, fresh lunch made by his personal chef: lobster.

 

Tommy: "You know Steven, that lobster came straight from the Vice City Bay; fished it myself."

 

Steven: "That's nice to know."

 

Tommy: "Now Steven, did you like that, eh?"

 

Steven: "Yes...it was yummy. I've never tried lobster before."

 

Tommy: "Well you must've been living under a rock 'cause it is DELICIOUS!!"

 

Steven: "Yes...it is."

 

Steven was astonished at the energy of Vice City's people. I mean, Tommy, he thought, a Liberty boy, now this. Sheesh, this is a whack place. More whack than LS.

 

Tommy: "But Steve my boy, it isn't all fun and games. In fact, it is war. Those Cubans have been pissing on my estate because of a silly, no-brain f--king drunken mistake."

 

Steven: "Oh yeah, what happened?"

 

Tommy: "Well...it was in February. One of our boys was at the wrestling. He got a bit drunk and ended up in a Downtown alleyway. Well anyway, those Cuban boys love wrestling, so they start on our drunk man. They bash him, maim him, steal his money, and leave him unconscious in front a gay bar."

 

Steven: "S--t."

 

Tommy: "You tell me. Apparently a few days later we got 'em back."

 

Steven: "How?"

 

Tommy: "Like this. They were buying some weapons from some Mexicans Downtown. We caught the deal right there; it was behind an abandoned hotel. We just popped them: 3 of 'em. One of their men was spying, we couldn't get him though. He ratted to Umberto, and now...this..."

 

Steven: "You must be distraught."

 

Tommy: "Distraught? DISTRAUGHT! DISTRAUGHT IS NOT A WORD THAT IS TO BE USED IN MY ESTATE!"

 

Steven: "O...K."

 

At this, Tommy was really angry, and stormed out of the room. Steven felt mixed: he found out his uncle was temperamental, and found out his uncle doesn't take crap. But Steven, he plays the cool type: that's why he's so serious.

 

He decided he'd take a walk in the city. He visited a few cafes in the Ocean Beach district. He layed a bit at the beach. At around 5 p.m., he snuck off into a bush behind a hotel. He grabbed his mobile phone and made a phone call.

 

Steven: "Hey Mike...yeah, yeah, I'm alright, but now's not the time...yeah...yeah ha ha we got him now man...yeah that's right...oh wait no, no...don't send the records...keep it hidden...but basically yeah...I got him in our grasp...yeah ha ha I know I'm gonna enjoy being in business..."

 

*****END OF CHAPTER*****

 

Oooh, a twist in the story. What will it bring? Find out by rating good on this topic and waiting!

 

 

[Gaja 90]

Nice story Stefane, rated it good

Hope the next chapter will be out soon

[Stefan.]

Hvala puno.

 

Next chapter up soon.

 

 

[Gaja 90]

Hey Stefane, don't let this story die plz it's good.