The Chronicles of Jake Moore

[King_Vercetti]

Yo whats up. I'm, new to GTAF. This will be my first fanfic on here and hopefully this one'll be great. Here is the intro. Relax, sitback and enjoy. Plz comment too about it so far.

 

 

The Chronicles of Jake Moore

 

Jake Moore, a most trusted advisor and gangster for Tommy Vercetti. Moore is also Tommy's nephew by blood and heir to the Vercetti throne. After awhile strange things starts to develop in the Vercetti Mafia that goes on unexplained. Soon Jake is forced to leave and betray his uncle, the one who cared for him ever since his parent's death as a child. Horible events after events happens leading to dead ends on the dysfuntional road of Jake Moore. Now, Jake is a wanted man and he needs to find a way to clear his name and to regain his former self and his life. Along the way Jake will meet some old and new friends as well as some enemies. Join Jake as he takes on this perilous task to regain his life back.

 

 

So is it go so far?

[King_Vercetti]

Sorry for the double post, but here is Chapter 1.

 

Chapter 1: The Beginning

 

Vercetti Estates, 4:18 p.m.

 

A Vercetti gaurd is watching some security monitors in a dark room. He sees that a Vercetti Sentinal has reached the main gate. A man about the age of 25 is seen talking on a cellphone. The man then hangs up and speaks in the security voice box.

 

Man: Yo anyone there?

 

Gaurd: Yeah. Who is this?

 

Man: This is Jake Moore ya numbskull now let me in. I need to meet with my uncle about our construction business down in the old Little Haiti.

 

Gaurd: Oh yes Mr. Moore. I'm opening the gate now. *Presses a red button and the gate at the main gate opens up letting Jake in* There ya go.

 

Jake: Thanks Chip, and tell the folks at home I said hi.

 

Chip: Will do Jake.

 

Jake pulls up the driveway and parks his car in his own garage. He exits the sentinal and comes out wearing a fancy suit that looks like it could be used to go to a fancy party.

 

Jake: Tommy ain't gonna like this one bit. That f*ckin' Aunt Poulet won't get the hell outta old Little Haiti. *Enters the mansions main lobby and heads towards Tommy's office upstairs*

 

Tommy's Office, 4:31 p.m.

 

Jake: *Knocks on the door to Tommy's office* Hey uncle. You in there? Let me in, because you're gonna want to hear this $hit.

 

Tommy: The doors unlocked. Come in!

 

Jake: *Enters Tommy's office seeing a now aged Tommy in the same suit as Jake's. Ken Rosenburg is also in the office, a little aged himself* Yo uncle y'know the construction business down in old Little Haiti?

 

Tommy: Yeah. What about it?

 

Jake: That crazy old Aunt Poulet will not leave the area. She keeps sayin' $hit like "This is my homeland child, and I'm not gonna leave cause of you're stupid construction!" Anyways y'know what I mean.

 

Tommy: Why won't that psycho b*tch just die already. She caused me many troubles in the past, and she's doin' the same now. What are we goin' to do now?!

 

Ken: May I suggest that we just force her to move outta there. I mean come on, she's completely vulnerable and weak now. What do you think Tommy?

 

Tommy: I can probably go with that. You're onto somethin' Rosie. You got any suggestions that you might wanna add Jake?

 

Jake: Rosie's plan seems fitting enough, but while on my visit there I saw some new generation Haitian gangsters hanging behind Poulet's house and on the streets. We're gonna need someone to take them out.

 

Tommy: Thats where you come in Jakey my boy. I want you to send a little message to those Haitian pricks to never deny an order from Tommy Vercett. Here take this. You're gonna need it knowin' those Haitians. *Pulls out and gives Jake an M4* That should be useful in takin' them out.

 

Jake: *Loads the M4* Alright. Finally I get some action in this boring city. You can expect me bck in a couple of minutes I assure you that uncle. Takin' out those Haitians will be a walk in the park. *Stands up and exits Tommy's office*

 

Ken: You've got quite a gunman in that kid Tommy.

 

Tommy: He gets all that confidence from my sister thats for sure. Well like he said those Haitians may be trick, but they're no match for a man with Vercetti blood in em'. Well, back to fillin' out these paper work. *Gets back to finishing his paperwork as Ken leaves the office.*

 

 

I know its short, but next chapter will be longer and it will have more action I assure you that.

[TonyZimmzy]

Why do I have the distinct feeling that you're someone else on this forum who signed up a new account and is posting an entirely different story...

 

Maybe it's just me...

[King_Vercetti]

Why do I have the distinct feeling that you're someone else on this forum who signed up a new account and is posting an entirely different story...

 

Maybe it's just me...

What? My brother helped me sign up to this site if you're talkin' bout that. His username is GSF_Membuh. This is an idea of my own here. Anyways new chapter comin' tomorrow y'all!

[TonyZimmzy]

Why do I have the distinct feeling that you're someone else on this forum who signed up a new account and is posting an entirely different story...

 

Maybe it's just me...

What? My brother helped me sign up to this site if you're talkin' bout that. His username is GSF_Membuh. This is an idea of my own here. Anyways new chapter comin' tomorrow y'all!

Heh, sorry. It's just that... well, theres a whole bunch of new stories popping up constantly with the exactly same layouts as yours. I just figured I'd play detective

[Gaja 90]

Welcome to the GTA Forums. Nice chapter man .

 

Make chapter two a little more interesting ( shooting...).

 

I will rate this topic good . Continue the story.

Edited January 15, 2007 by Gaja 90

[King_Vercetti]

 

Why do I have the distinct feeling that you're someone else on this forum who signed up a new account and is posting an entirely different story...

 

Maybe it's just me...

What? My brother helped me sign up to this site if you're talkin' bout that. His username is GSF_Membuh. This is an idea of my own here. Anyways new chapter comin' tomorrow y'all!

Heh, sorry. It's just that... well, theres a whole bunch of new stories popping up constantly with the exactly same layouts as yours. I just figured I'd play detective

LOL. Those guys are just posers. Nah jk!

Thanks for the advice Gaja! I will put that into mind and hpefully it will turn out good, and thanks for the rating. Hopefully I can beat my bro in writing a better story than him.

Edited January 14, 2007 by King_Vercetti

[GSF_Membuh]

Looks like my lil' bro has been talkin' bout me. The lil' punk. lol JK. Nice story ya have here brother and I can't wait to read more! Topic rated GOOD!

[Sinful]

I didn't read the whole thing 'cause I'm in a rush, but it seems good.

Just one question: Why most stories (mainly fanfics) are written like movie scripts???

[TonyZimmzy]

I didn't read the whole thing 'cause I'm in a rush, but it seems good.

Just one question: Why most stories (mainly fanfics) are written like movie scripts???

Easy to read, clean and nice looking. No offense because I like your stories, bro, but they're very hard to read lol

[King_Vercetti]

 

I didn't read the whole thing 'cause I'm in a rush, but it seems good.

Just one question: Why most stories (mainly fanfics) are written like movie scripts??? 

Beats the heck outta me. I like writing mines like a movie script cause IMO its easier to write. Anyways here is chapter 2 and sorry about yesterday. It was hectic as hell at my school fair I had to work at. Darn little kids just couldn't play some other games besides mines. lol. Anyways enjoy y'all.

 

Chapter 2: Poulet's Prdiction; Beat Down on Little Haiti

 

Vercetti Estates, 4:45 p.m.

 

Jake is entering the driveway where he parked his car. He sees his Vercetti Sentinal, unlocks it, and starts it up. He double checks if his M4 is loaded and drives off out of the driveway and out of the Vercetti Estates.

 

Jake: Alright, all I need to do is to take out those annoying Haitian pricks. Like I said before, its gonna be a walk in the park. Looks like I'm almost there. Look out ya pricks, cause Jake Moore doesn't demand the same thing twice!

 

Little Haiti, 5:09 p.m.

 

Jake is driving carefully through Little Haiti. The Haitians no that Jake in there, because of the Vercetti Sentinal he is driving. The Haitians look at the Sentinal with anger on their faces as Jake stares at them back.

 

Jake: *Drives past the Haitians* Hmph, what a couple of pricks these Haitians are. *Sees Aunt Poulet's house a couple feet away* Finally, I'm here. If I can fet her to leave the rest of these clowns will be sure to leave along with her. *Takes out M4* This is gonna be fun. *Suddenl, a couple of Haitians charge in front of the Sentinal*

 

Haitian 1: Where do you think you're goin' Mr. Moore? Don't even think you're gonna pick on Aunt Poulet again you spineless jellyfish. *Arms his pistol along with the pther Haitians*

 

Jake: You don't think I came here unarmed did ya? Y'know how us men with Vercetti blood are?! A person with Vercetti blood doesn't enter any battle unarmed! *Takes out his M4 and shoots through the windshield at The Haitians*

 

Jake manages to kill two of the Haitians, but the three that are left takes out M4s of their own.

 

Jake: How the hell did you Haitians get M4s?! This is gonna be harder than I realized. Just bring it on ya pricks! (Drives forward ramming, and killing all three Haitians* $hit. If those Haitians had M4s I can't imagine what the rest of these pricks have under their sleeves. *Stops sentinal in front of Poulet's house* Here we go. *Exits his sentinal and loads his M4. He cautiously approaches the house only tobe spotted by some Haitians in the bushes* Crap! *Shoots and kills one*

 

The other two Haitians comes out armed with AK-47s. Jake looks on with shock as he sees the two weapons being fired at him. He ducks behind his sentinal.

 

Jake: How did these Haitians get these weapons of mass destruction?! They must have some connection somewhere, cause these pricks don't even have the money to buy these. Anyways their still the enemies. *Prounces out and shoots with fury at the Haitian on the right and kills him after some fatal gun wounds* One more to go *Shoots at the already shooting Haitian on the left and kills him as well* Alright Poulet. Ya obviously don't want to leave, but nothin' will stop me from succeeding in tearin' this place down.

 

Jake enters the Poulet's old, ravaged house with extreme caution. As he walks on the old floor boards the floor creaks with every step. He searches the downstairs to find no trace of Poulet. Jake then searches upstairs to find a couple Haitians gaurding what seems to be Poulet's master bedroom.

 

Jake: Hey morons! Say hello to my little friend pricks! *Shoots his M4 at the Haitians before they can arm their weapons. The Haitians drops dead with one of them flying out of the window to his death below* Now lets see what you're hiding in here. *Approaches the door to the master bedroom and bashes it open seeing a young Haitian girl in taking a shower*

 

Haitian Girl: What the f*ck?! Get outta here ya pervert! Now!!!

 

Jake: *Puts his hand over his eyes* Ah $hit sorry girl! *Backs away and closes the door* Crap, that was kinda hot. *Opens the door again to hear the girl screaming. He closes the door again* Wowzers! Alright Jake keep your mind back on the mission here. *He checks the other rooms upstairs to see nothing. One of the Haitians he thought he shot dead earlier gets up with a 9mm in hand*

 

Haitian: *Aims at Jake* You... pathetic piece of... trash! What do you think.... you're doin'?!

 

Jake: I'm here to find your "brave" leader Poulet, but it appears that she's a coward none the less. To think she got my uncle to work for her back in 82'. Anyways all you have is a 9mm, while I have an M4. Who do you think is gonna win here prick? *Aims his M4 at the Haitian* Now tell me where she is!

 

Haitian: S-She's downstairs.

 

Jake: What do you mean?! I already checked everything down there, and there is no trace of her whatsoever. You better not be lyin' to me punk. If you are I'm just gonna show you my little friend again and get my friend's input on what he thinks about filthy lyin' pricks like you.

 

Haitian: I-I'm not lyin'! Please I'll show you to her myself!

 

Jake: Now we're gettin' somewhere. You're just signin' your deathwish of you truly lyin' to me. Now drop the god damn pistol and get the f*ck up on your feet ya prick!

 

Haitian: *Attempts to get up, but his injuries are taking a toll on him, until Jake pulls the Haitian up with force and carries him down the stairs* Ah that f*ckin' hurts man!

 

Jake: If you thought that hurts just wait until you feel somethin' more painful if you're lyin' to me! I really hate it when spineless jellyfish like you lie to me. Now where is she hidin' huh?! There is absolutely no trace of her down here!

 

Haitian: You hadn't look downstairs yet.

 

Jake: What?! Are you f*ckin' blind, cause this is downstairs! You live here pracxtically, but you don't know where you downstairs is?! Thats pathectic!

 

Haitian: No, theres a basement under here. She is hidin' there.

 

Jake: Clever Poulet, but not clever enough. Now show me the entrance to this "basement" of yours?

 

Haitian: Under there. *Points to a coffee table*

 

Jake: *Kicks away the coffee table and sees a secret door* I thank you kindly my prickly friend, but I'm afraid your usefulness has ended. *Shoots the Haitian point blank in the forehead. He opens the secret door and climbs down a ladder*

 

The ladder leads to a dark, old, stinky hallway with a meer pinkish light at the end of the hall. Jake cautiously walks down the hall, but two Haitians armed with M-16s blocks his path.

 

Haitian 1: Freeze ya "prick".

 

Haitian: Yeah what he said.

 

Jake: Only two people uses the word prick and thats my uncle and me! *Shoots his M4 at the two Haitians fatally killing them * The tricks ends here Poulet!

 

Jake charges down the hallway. The hallway leads him to an old wooden door with pink neon lights by, and behind it. Jake readies his M4.

 

Jake: This is it. Here we go! *Kicks down the old door seeing an old Poulet sitting by a table with a pink glowing crystal ball on it. He aims his M4 straight at her* Freeze right there Poulet! Your f*ckin' tricks stop now! I say it was very clever and planned out, but it was nothin' compared to my determination to get yo' @$$ outta this place so my uncle's crew can tear this place down!

 

Poulet: I never stayed here because of Tommy's construction threats.

 

Jake: Then why did you disobeyed us?!

 

Poulet: I needed something to get to you child. I needed something to get Tommy to send you here, so I looked in my sacred crystal ball and found the answer. Child, your life is in grave danger. Tommy is in grave danger. Everybody you know in the Vercetti Crime Family is in grave danger!

 

Jake: What do you mean you senile, old hag! My uncle and my gang are in perfect condition! Stop playin' tricks and just turn yourself in to us. I promise that you will only have to do community service for 100 hours.

 

Poulet: You don't understand child! You and everybody you come in contact is ingrave danger! My crystal ball has told me that the Vercetti Crime Family shall fall with you as the cause of it! It has also told me the secret of your parents and how they will cause you to go insane. It also told me you will travel the globe to find your destiny.

 

Jake: Thats it you f*ckin' hag! *Shoots the crystal ball, thus breaking it* I've had it with your tricks Poulet!

 

Poulet: You just sealed your fate young Moore. I was trying to prevent you from following your devious path, but it appears you just helped yourself succeed in doing it. The life you live as you know it child, is over.

 

Jake: Bull$hit. Now put your hands behind your back.

 

Poulet: I have no choice, but to do it. You sing;e-handedly ended the Haitians child. I have no choice, but to surrender.

 

Jake: I knew you'll see things my way Poulet. *Handcuffs her and heads out of the basement and out of the house*

 

They enter the ravaged Vercetti Sentinal and drives back to the Vercetti Estates.

 

Vercetti Estates, 7:49 p.m.

 

Jake drives up the driveway and meets the Vercetti gaurds that will take Poulet to custody.

 

Jake: Here she is fellas. She put up a great fight, but I'm afraid the Haitians aswe know them, are over and done for good. Uncle can now carry out construction.

 

The Vercetti Gaurds takes Poulet away. Poulet has a disappointed look on her face as she is put inside the cop cruiser and speeds off towards the nearest police station.

[Gaja 90]

I was right when I rated this topic good.

 

Great chapter man.

 

Continue the story. It's good.

 

For a good chapter, take some cookies

 

No more cookies. You'll get more if chapter 3 is just kidding.

[King_Vercetti]

Those were some good cookies my friend. Expect Chapter 3 in a couple of hours.

[King_Vercetti]

Sorry bout the promise I tried to jeep a couple days ago about postin' a new chapter in a couple hours. I was too caught up in studyin' for this quiz at school. My parents say they'll get a PS3 if me and my brother gets good grades this quarter and I really want a PS3 for GTA IV. Anyways here is a new chapter and expect another soon.

 

 

Chapter 3: The Mysterious Haitian

 

It has been exactly two weeks since the capture of Aunt Poulet, who was apprehended by Jake Moore. Things have been going swell since her capture as Tommy's starts construction on old Little Haiti. Jake's luck hasn't been more great since forever. Jake starts to doubt and ignore Poulet's prediction of him going insane and ending the Vercetti Crime Family.

 

Vercetti Estates, 1:14 p.m.

 

Jake is in his room trying on some new threads for a dinner party that Tommy is throwing on the recent success of the construction work in old Little Haiti.

 

Jake: *Walks out of his closet wearing a fancy blue texedo* Yeah, this is perfect for me to wear. I better go take a shower beforew the big night. *Suddenly a gust of wind flows in the room blowing some papers of his desk and causes some books to fall on the floor* What the hell?1 They never said it was going to be windy today. *Closes the window* Now off to takin' a nice, cool, relaxing shower before my big night with the other mobsters. *Looks in his mirror and sees a muscular Haitian looking man wearing a purplish-blue hoodie and pants. Jake turns around with his pistol in hand* Who the f*ck are you prick?!

 

Haitian: The Haitian that shall help and ruin yo' life chump! *Runs up and kicks the pistol out of Jakes hand and onto the floor, but before Jake can even move to retrieve it the Haitian man pulls out a pistol of his own* I don't think so Mr. Moore. You ruined my home, and took away my Aunt Poulet! I mean my real "Aunt". Now, I shall finish what she started, but with a few added twists to this.

 

Jake: What do you mean man?! Finishin' what she started?! I also wanty to know why you're here exactly!

 

Haitian: I am here for my own accord. To make you pay for what you and your gang had done to my home, aunt and my gang! But my aunt was too focused on savin' the life of you Mr. Moore. So, I must honor her wishes and finish what she had started. Me and my aunt know that there is a side of you that will destroy anythin' to get what ya want. I have witnessed that bleak future in one of my aunt's visions. I want to end this, but she wants to keep you alive. Me on the other hand thinks you should be dead for the damage you shall cause to all of Vice City, but not only in Vice, but in the entire US itself!

 

Jake: You're just as deranged and senile as she was. There is absolutely no way I would be able to pull all of that off myself! I will never betray my uncle the way you two seniles say that I would. He has been here for me since I was two years old. My parents died in a freak accident! I hae been by Tommy's side ever since I was two. I will never believe in your bologna!

 

Haitian: You insignificant fool! It is not you that I'm worried about! I am only worried about the world itself! Trust Jake you can change your destiny only by doin' whats right for yourself, but me on the other hand thinks I should kill you right now and the plague that you will spread across the country my friend. Now this should only hurt for a few seconds, after that you shall be in agonizing pain once you are sent in the fiery infernos of hell! *Shoots, but Jake manages to dodge and grabs his pistol. Jake then low blows the Haitian and manages to make him drop his pistol. Jake grabs the Haitian's pistol and aims his weapons at him*

 

Jake: *Aiming his weapons at the Haitian* Any last words before I kill you and end this bull $hit once and for all?!

 

Haitian: None. *Takes out a couple of beads from his pocket and throws it on the floor filling the room in a cloud of smoke. The smoke clears and the Haitian has vanished without a trace. Jake looks through the window and sees nothing, but Vercetti gaurds out their* This $hit is gettin' out of hand.*Smells himself and almost gagging* There musta been somethin' foul in that smoke! Jesus christ man! Now I really need to take a bath and get a new suit! *Barges into the bathroom*

[Gaja 90]

Good, good chapter. As I promise some cookies:cookie: and some bier

 

 

[King_Vercetti]

Thanks for the comment and the gifts Gaja! Expect a new chapter probably after I come home from school. Next Chapter should shake things up a bit. Anyways new chapter bein' posted probably tomorrow, so look out!

[King_Vercetti]

Sorry for the delay. My schedule is jam packed with crap. Anyways just to make it up to you guys. Here is a new chapter! YAY!!!!

 

Chapter 4: Beat Down on Little Haiti… Again

 

Jake's Room, 2:45 p.m.

 

Jake just came out of the shower after about more than an since he entered. He still smells kind of stink, but the stench smells better than how it smelled before. Jake just puts on the same blue Aloha shirt that Tommy used to wear in 1986, and a pair of jeans aling with it.

 

Jake: This still seems kinda stylish even though its 18 years outta date. Thgis may not be as good as my other suit, but this will still do. If I see that f*ckin' Haitian prick again I'm gonna blast a bullet right through his head point blank! *Looks at his clock and it reads 2:45 p.m.* Looks like I still have some spare time left to check on the place.

 

Jake exits his room, goes down a flight of stairs, and enters the Vercetti Estates main lobby which has been totally redone by Tommy to bring a more friendlier look to the mansion.

 

Jake: I wonder where uncle's at? *Goes up to a Vercetti gaurd* Hey you. Do y'know where Tommy is at?

 

Vercetti Gaurd: He is currently at old Little Haiti to check on a few things, and he said he'll be back before the party. Why do ya ask Jake?

 

Jake: Nothin'. I just had to tell em' somethin'. Thanks fo' the help Rick.

 

Rick: Don't mention it Jake.

 

Jake exits the lobby and goes outside. He is taking a stroll around Starfish Island and looking at the horizon where sun is shining bright as always, reflecting off the ocean water. Jake starts to grab rocks and skips them on the water. Jake starts to wonder about what Poulet and that Haitian said about him betraying Tommy and ending the Vercetti Crime Family for good.

 

Jake: That can't be true. It just can't be! Those two pricks are just messin' with my head! No way I could do that to Tommy, but why does a part of me believe that bull$hit?! I will never be capable of pullin' that crap off.

 

Jake walks off to the pool area and sees Ken Rosenburg lounging on an inflatable chair in the pool with a tropical drink in his right hand.

 

Jake: Yo Rosie!

 

Ken: *Gets startled and falls off the chair and in the pool water* What the hell! Who is that?! *Wipes some water out of his eyes and sees Jake by the diving board* Oh, its you Jake. What do you need?

 

Jake: Yeah, what time is the party gonna start so that I can come back here in time for something’.

 

Ken: About 6:30. What’s the occasion Jake.

 

Jake: I just have to finish some errands for uncle y’know. Well later Rosie. *Walks off*

 

Ken: Yeah later, sure. *Looks back at Jake with a sadistic look on his as Jake walks away from the pool area and to the courtyard*

 

Vercetti Estates’ Driveway, 4:18 p.m.

 

Jake approaches his Vercetti sentinal and gets inside. He grabs his keys and turns the sentinal on. He drives off past the main gates and on the main road.

 

Jake: I think its time for those Haitian pricks to get a taste of their medicine, and I’m gonna deliver it the hard way. The that made me famous.

 

Jake starts speeding towards old Little Haiti which is now a complete and utter construction site thanks to Tommy’s construction site.

 

Little Haiti, 4:48 p.m.

 

Jake enters the old neighborhood and sees only construction workers on the streets with no sign of a Haitian anywhere.

 

Jake: Crap. This place must be deserted by those Haitian pricks for good, but I know at least one more place where one of them would hang out at, Poulet’s house. *Drives forward and then takes a right and stops in front of the now more damaged Poulet’s house* This place is more f*cked up than it was the last time a came here to catch Poulet. I know that son of a b*tch that tried to killed me earlier is in this house. I might as well check inside and finish this off once and for all!

 

Jake exits his sentinal and approaches the damaged porch of the house. Jake takes out a 9mm pistol and kicks down the old damaged door.

 

Jake: Alright, this is it. *Enters the house scouting everywhere before moving another step* Looks clear here. I better go check the other rooms before I head upstairs.*Looks through the other rooms to find no trace of the bulky Haitian anywhere* Now I better check upstairs. *Heads up the stairs and search through the rooms up there to find nothing, but damaged furniture.* $hit! Nothin’ here either. I know one last place where he could be hidin’ in this house. *Heads downstairs and finds the secret door. He opens it up and climbs down the ladder leading to the long dark hallway with only pink, neon lights at the and of the hall* This sure brings back some happy memories. Now I know he’s in that room at the end of the hallway. I just know it *Runs down the hallway seeing the two now decomposing bodies of the two Haitian men that he had to kill before heading to Poulet. All of a sudden a gate comes down blocking the exit to the hall, as well as entrance. Jake takes out his mini flashlight and peers around the the long, dark hallway*

Crap! This is f*ckin’ creepin’ me out! *He hears a growling noise coming from down the hall* Who are! *Aims his pistol down the hall. Suddenly the two Haitians that he saw as he was going down the hall, are walking zombie-like towards Jake* Oh $hit! *Shoots one in the leg and lastly blasting its head off. He does the same to the other Haitian zombie*

 

Jake then focuses his attention to the gate. He observes it and then tries to lift it up with as much strength he had. He successfully throws it up and exit’s the hallway. Jake looks at the door leading to Poulet’s captured room.

 

Jake: That’s it! I’ve had it! *Kicks down the door seeing the same bulky Haitian from earlier. Jake brandishes his pistol and aims towards the Haitian’s head* I’m gonna kill you I swear to God I am ya hear me ya Haitian prick!

 

Haitian: I already know why came here. My Aunt’s crystal ball told me so I prepared a simple little test for you, which you indeed pass to get to me. Now, back to business Mr. Moore. Answer me this. When you were a child, what did you always wanted to be when you grow up?

 

Jake: What?! Shut the f*ck up and stop changing’ the subject prick!

 

Haitian: I just need a simple answer. Just answer the question, then I’ll let you kill me. How does that sound to ya huh?

 

Jake: Fine! I always wanted to be just like my uncle, Tommy Vercetti. He does a lot a cool jobs so I did my best to please him so he can name heir to the Vercetti throne, which he did. But enough bout me. How’s about we talk bout the way I’m gonna kill you huh?!

 

Haitian: It appears that dream ill never come to reality my friend, because you would already destroy it by then.

 

Jake: Shut up! I’ll never do that!

 

Haitian: Really? Do you mind takin’ a look into the crystal ball and find out?

 

Jake: If it will shut you up for good then yeah, but don’t do anything’ funny!

 

Haitian: You have my word Mr. Moore

 

Jake: *Approaches the crystal ball on the table and sees an image of himself about a couple years older during a stormy night, choking Tommy with one hand on top of the Vercetti Estates and drops him down to the ground below. The older Jake says “This city is now mine, and soon the whole country will be mine as well!” Jake takes a few steps back from the crystal ball as the image vanishes* T-That can’t be real. It just can’t be real! *Throws his gun on the ground*

 

Haitian: The crystal ball never lies my friend. This is your destiny, unless you let me help you change this $hit from happenin’. Friends? *Extends out hand*

 

Jake: If it’s the only way to stop that from then… *Shakes the Haitian’s hand*

 

Haitian: Ya better get outta here cause your party is startin’ now.

 

Jake: Oh $hit yeah! *Runs out the room, hall, house and enters his Sentinal. The bulky Haitian follows him outside* What you comin’?

 

Haitian: I’m stayin’ here for now, but I’m gonna be needin’ a place to crash at once Tommy wrecks my place down.

 

Jake: You can’t stay with us cause Tommy hates your Haitian guts, but I’ll try to get you in at some of the hotels. How bout that?

 

Haitian: Cool fo’ sure.

 

Jake: Just keep low from Tommy aiight.

 

Haitian: Yeah.

 

Jake: Catch up with ya later then. *Speeds off towards Vercetti Estates*

 

Vercetti Estates, 5:56 p.m.

 

Ken Rosenburg and some other Vercetti men are getting the mansion set up for the party, but in the distance some Haitians armed with weapons approaches the mansion. The Haitians closes in....

 

 

What would happen? Stay tuned for Chapter 5!

Edited January 21, 2007 by King_Vercetti

[King_Vercetti]

Here are character profiles for the characters in the story so far. There'll be more as the story progresses on. Also, expect a new chapter soon.

 

Jake Moore: A trusted man in the Vercetti Mafia. He is also Tommy Vercetti's nephew and heir to the throne. Jake is the main protagonist of this story as he uncovers the secrets about his past and his parents.

 

Tommy Vercetti: Jake's uncle. He doesn't play a huge role yet, but will soon.

 

Aunt Poulet: Leading woman of the dwindling Haitians. She tells Jake about his dark future and will play a HUGE role later on.

 

Mysterious Haitian: Not much is known about him besides that he is Aunt Poulet's nephew. He joins Jake along the way as a sidekick.

 

Ken Rosenburg: Tommy's most trusted advisor.

 

 

Thats all of the major characters so far, but expect some more soon.