The Big Change.

[Oxidizer]

You're good. Very good.

 

Can't wait for the next part.

[GlockWorkz]

@Sinful; Yeah, aha. I noticed that after typing it, I checked what year digital cameras came out after I wrote the chapter.

@Oxidizer: Thanks! I'll try and keep this story alive

 

Chapter 7: A Burning Village.

Setting: Los Santos

 

The air smelled of the blood, and fire, and the vile combination of both. The city is tearing itself apart. The church, the center of one of the most dangerous streets in Los Santos, for years, it managed to stay clean from vandalism. Now look at it, center of one of the most dangerous streets in Los Santos, that's the worst place to put it in a middle of a Riot. They used God's home for an attempt to create the worlds largest bonfire. The sky was black, it was hard telling whether it was day or night, but it didn't matter. Watching the fire roar out of Reggie's windows made you realize that you need to let go of whatever in case to escape, and most of the belongings that you needed to let go of was your escape from reality.

 

Imagine trying to keep still while your deep cuts are being roasted under a hot fire, no shouting, no sudden moving, no expression, trembling at the mere thought of fire, and watching as every of your resumes are flying out of your window. The emptiness, the physical exhaustion, everything is being magnified. Everything goes slow-motion again, but you still keep a straight face, because if you let your emotions control you, your pain will be amplified by the hundreds. You make no movements, as a war - Not sure if it's a police vs. gang fight, gang vs. gang fight, or just everyone fighting - is right next to you, and the only thing that protects you from it is bushes, and a torn down fence.

 

Sweat waterfalling down your face, creating a big puddle on your shirt, mixed with Alcohol and blood.

 

You look to the right, your best friend trembling in fear and shocked at the rough awakening, and to the left, a war. This is what you call Hell - No, worse. This is what you call life as of now. You are in the middle of a war, behind enemy lines.

 

You get up, helping Reggie get up as well. He's still hyperventilating, but it will surely stop soon. He puts his arm around your neck, and uses you for balance. He's suffering, you can see it in his eyes, but he's not showing any emotion, he knows what will happened if he does.

 

You look at the tunnel which leads the train tracks, knowing that's the only place where no one can see you - Where you can ask questions safely, where you can stay in for as long as you want, the only known place for now that you can safely escape reality - but obviously, you have to let go of whatever for you to escape, and some of the stuff you let go of is your escape from reality.

 

You walk.

Huff.

Puff.

Huff.

Puff.

You're almost there.

Huff.

Puff.

Explosion.

Gunshots.

Huff.

Puff.

You can see the light at the end of the tunnel, you know you're close. Everything comes silent, loud gunfires now sound like crickets at the distance, explosions now sounds like the angelic noise of a new engine put to it's test. Everything is as it's best. Just then, 3 Ballas come from behind. Everything goes back to normal, from melodic choir noise to the shout of a victim before their life is taken away. The smell of dad's grilling during a picnic, now the smell of gunpowder and smoke. You almost escaped.

 

You push Reggie inside the trains tunnel, he's out of the picture, and it seems the Ballas didn't see Reggie. He's safe for now, you escorted a friend to safety. But now you're at risk, and one of the Ballas pull out a pistol.

 

Once again, everything goes slow-motion. Everything mutes, but atleast you saved the life of another.

 

Gunpoint. You thought the worst intimidation was the Pyromaniac's grin, you were wrong. You see the sudden movement of the Ballas index finger. You clinch your eyes-

 

You let go, you finally let go. In order to escape, you needed to let go, you have finally accomplished your mission.

 

You see the light at the end of the tunnel, you know now you're close. Everything comes silent, loud gunfires now sound like crickets at the distance, explosions now sounds like the angelic noise of a new engine put to it's test. Everything is as it's best.

 

Reggie watches from a distance as 3 Ballas stand over you, laughing at your pain. Sadists, they are, and that just makes Reggie more pissed than he is already, though he knows he can't do anything about it.

MAIN CHARACTER CHANGE:

Main character now is Reggie. He solves problems more with his brain power rather with his physical power. He's a quick learner, and a much quicker thinker. He can remember almost anything, and recognize any area once brought up. He's a valuable asset to have once in a team, but rather useless alone. He watched the Tenpenny's trial, so he knows what the real starter was.

 

@ Everyone

Yeah, I kind of lost the touch and sh*t. But whatever, what's done is done, I'll try my hardest to bring this back where it was.

Edited July 28, 2007 by GlockWorkz

[Eminence]

Just dropping in - don't have time to read it all at the moment I'm afraid. But...

 

 

You walk.

Huff.

Puff.

Huff.

Puff.

You're almost there.

Huff.

Puff.

Explosion.

Gunshots.

Huff.

Puff.

 

Yuck.

[TonyZimmzy]

Wow! I was not expecting the main character to be killed! So Reggie is now the main character? Alright, let's see where you go with this.

[HawaiianHardHitter]

I have read the first couple of chapters, and I am very impressed. Love how you connect this to the San Andreas storyline. I'll try to catch up soon.

[GlockWorkz]

Chapter 8: Reborn

Setting: Los Santos

 

As you watch your friend- your only friend in the whole of Los Santos, the man who risked his life to save yours- Die infront of your eyes. The friend who was supposed to dig your grave, is now just a dead body on the streets. Whimpering isn't an option, if you let your emotions take over you, the pain will amplify.

 

You watch the 3 guys tower over your friend, kicking it's head enough that it could be reformed. Your eyes widened, you're starting to whimper. These guys are taking your whole life of friend ship, and playing with it like a rag doll. You're starting to whimper faster and uncontrollably. The blood comming from your cuts didn't matter anymore, the bruises that you got from falling from that building, didn't bother you. Sweat pouring down your face, it matched with the tears raging down your eyes. You have let your emotions take control of you. You take a sharp, free-standing rock that's just laying on the ground. You clench it in your fist, and uncontrollably throw it at the Balla holding the Gun.

 

You have let your emotions take control of you, that may have been the most stupid thing you have ever done in your life. What'd I tell you? You're your own liability when you're in your Hulk form, even if you did hit that Balla with the gun, you still would've been dead on a curb, and being another rag doll they can play around with.

 

Your eyes widened, you can't believe what you just did. Instead of hitting that meter wide and 5'8 target, you missed completely. Whatever, what's done is done, right? Think about the present, not the past, nor the future, the present. You start thinking, while the Ballas are starting to holler down the tunnel, noticing the "attempt" that missed.

 

While you lean down to feel the railway, the devilish smirk that once was owned by the man who nearly killed your friend, is now plastered on your own. The rail is rumbling, vibrations, and then everything goes silent. The silhouettes of 3 men, each only displaying the outline of their average sized bodies, reminiscent of an Action movie poster. It's dark like a starless night, the only light shown are explosions in the front entrance of the tunnel, you use this to an advantage, for the can't see you, and you can see them clearly.

 

You stand in the middle of the railway, starring down what in your vision is darkness. Until what you predicted happened. The train whistle from behind shocks you, but it also is the cry for Victory. Thanks to the train lights, you are the larger silhouette, you have the upper-hand.

 

The train whistles again, and is now resorting to using the emergency brakes. You move out of the way of the train, and now the 3 Ballas are in position, and right infront of the train tracks. Countless cussing came from all the 3 Ballas, too shocked to react to such a large force.

 

All you remember was that you squinted your eyes tightly, as the wind from the train made the dust from the ground angrily fly around. At that moment, you thought this was all a dream- No, a nightmare.

 

You wake up from your horrible nightmare, and find yourself equipped with a pistol in your back pocket, and your friends wallet squeezed tightly in your palm.

 

You open the wallet and see a picture of your friend and you. You pull the wallet away and quickly stuff it in your side pockets before anyone saw.

 

Then you realized what has happened to that friend.

 

[TonyZimmzy]

Nice chapter. A little different and I didn't understand some parts, but nice none the less.

[Sinful]

That was really hard to read, and I see it ain't just me who thinks that.

I liked it though.

But there's one major thing you should change. Both last chapters happened in a spam of 2-5 minutes, that's really little time. Maybe you should add more action instead of description.

Or not, that's just me.

[Oblivionz]

That was really hard to read, and I see it ain't just me who thinks that.

I liked it though.

But there's one major thing you should change. Both last chapters happened in a spam of 2-5 minutes, that's really little time. Maybe you should add more action instead of description.

Or not, that's just me.

That would be nice. It needs to last longer, it takes me 2-3 minutes to read each chapter.

It has enough detail, you need to concentrate on the length of the chapters, and add some more action, etc.

[secksyjames]

Aww.....c'mon! Don't stop! It's a great story! Continue! NOW! Please???