GTA Legend of Speed

September 20, 2007

Wow I didn't think I would have so many more ideas for chapters. Anyway there will be approx 100+ chapters over the course of 5 ACTS in this fan fiction. It will take place in both Liberty City, San Andreas and Vice City. It will alternate them over the period of three years. The protagonist of Legend of Speed is Claude Speed the main with a cause. Over the course of three years you will see him drastically change as he makes new allies of old enemies.

Anyway here is the list of completed chapters

Prologue

ACT 1: The beginning of Speed (2001)

Chapter 1: In the beginning

Chapter 2: Super Speed

Chapter 3: Back to Basics

Chapter 4: The Baseball Bat

Chapter 5: Old Memories

Chapter 6: New Friends, Old Enemies

Chapter 7: Luigi's last stand

Chapter 8: Proving ground

Chapter 9: Mr. Grey

Chapter 10: Grand Turisimo I

Chapter 11: Crackerjack

Chapter 12: Big Leagues

Chapter 13: Young CJ

Chapter 14: Shakedown time

Chapter 15: Elevator Doors

Chapter 16: Paint it black

Chapter 17: Silencing the Sneak

Chapter 18: great balls of fire

Chapter 19: Setting up shop

ACT 2: Living in America

Chapter 20: Arrival

Chapter 21: Vendetta

Chapter 22: Dusk to dawn

Chapter 23: Tourism

Chapter 24: The Nemesis

Chapter 25: Art Deco

GTA LEGEND OF SPEED

ACT 1: The Beginning of Speed

Prologue

Claude Speed awoke with a start. Not noticing the drenched cold that gripped him. Something was wrong. The last thing he could remember... "What can I remember" he asked himself. He got up and looked around. The place was completely unfamiliar and cold. He looked down and noticed he was sleeping in a small chamber with gas comping out of floor vents. He saw a door that was in front of him. So he quickly walked into it.

The first thing he noticed was his clothes on the table in front of him. He quickly changed and saw the door behind him slam shut. Then a door in front of the table opened.

In came a drop-dead beauty that since Claude didn't know how long he was resting this was a sight for sore eyes. But quickly to business Claude asked the woman. "Who are you. What am I doing here?" The woman looked up at him. "Mr. Speed right? Well I am Brenda. If you haven't noticed you have been sleeping for quite a while." Claude was looking at the woman as if she was an idiot. "What do you mean? The last thing I remember was..." But Claude couldn't remember what the last thing was." The woman looked up at him. "Sit down" she said in a very slight tone. Claude took a foldout chair and sat down on it. Brenda took out a file with his picture on it. "Let me see Claude Speed. Arrested for... triple homicide on the date of March 2003." Claude was surprised, he couldn't remember killing anyone. "Let me see. Now mr. Speed. I am your interrogator. I am supposed to find out what happened on the night of March 22nd 2003." Claude was speechless. "I couldn't tell you if I knew. Besides what is all this?" Brenda sighed and began talking again. "Look you were arrested on March 22nd since you preformed a triple homicide. You were scheduled for the death penalty when a very gracious third party set you up for Cryogenic freeze." Claude was even more surprised. "Wait you mean sleeping in a block of ice or something? How long?" Brenda rolled up a window at the side of the room. Once it roled up sunshine began seeping through the room. The city below seemed very dirty but new. "You have been sleeping for over 20 years sir. What I am supposed to do is find out what happened in order to prove your innocence." Claude smirked. "If I refuse?" Brenda looked at Claude with uncertainty. "Then you will continue to sleep until you prove more flexible.

Claude who didn't like being threatened smirked again. He thought that this was some sort of joke. But it seemed very surreal since it was very much real. "Okay what do you want to know?" She looked at him. "When did this all start. I mean whats the most recent thing you remember?" Claude thought to himself. "Why would that help?" Brenda smirked this time. "Because if you try to remember you will eventually."

"Okay it all started when..."

Chapter 1 2001 May 21st.

Thats practically it for the prologue. If you noticed this is the beginning of GTA 2 apparently. Claude speed wakes up 20 years later and begins trying to remember what he did. This is a series that I am planning that will take place after GTA 3 and will include most of the characters from the games like Tommy Vercetti and CJ. Of course I need positive criticism here

Edited January 29, 2008 by DarthTemplar

September 20, 2007

Its a really good story, very well written. I anxiously wait for the next chapter.

September 21, 2007

Seems like you've got a good story planned out here.

Only thing that seemed to bother me was the general formatting you've written it in. You've got a giant paragraph in the middle with lots of different dialog and details. Try to organize it a little better. Also, remember to start a new paragraph when the next person is talking.

Past that, fix a few minor grammar and punctuation mistakes (I saw many sentences lacking a question mark where needed.) Other than that, it's pretty good.

September 21, 2007

Well thanks for the lukewarm reviews. Usually I do mistakes like that

Chapter 1 2001 May 21st.

Claude awoke from a very bad dream. One of going down a dam and eventually firing a missile at a helicopter that exploded in front of him. He awoke in a large sweat.

Of course this dream happened a few days before. Right now he was lying in a hospital in Shoreside Vale. It was 3 days since he had killed Catalina with his rocket launcher. Of course he freed Maria who he was glad he did.

Claude had a few body parts wrapped. Most notably his shoulder which he could not move. Almost at once a doctor came through the door. "Ah yes Mr... Speed. You seem to have awaken". Claude began to ask "Wait what happened?" Claude was surprised he could speak well. He couldnt remember talking freely since Catalina shot him with a shotgun. "Yes your vocal cords were damaged. However we have recently found out of a new surgery that has repaired them. Claude was glad. He had barely spoken at all since he was shot. "Anyway Mr. Speed. Once you heal you can be released." Claude who had been in this same hospital before said "Yes I know. Just bill me and I will be on my way."

2 days later

Claude walked out of the hospital. He was back in his leather jacket which he had sewn back together. Claude had to once take a sewing class in high school so he knew how to sew his jacket back together. He had needed to do so on many occasions. Claude hailed a cab and sat down in the back seat. "Yakuza Casino". The cab sped off in the distance

5 minutes later

Claude stepped inside the casino. The place looked as if it was just getting remodeled. He walked up to a clerk at a desk. "Um I am Claude Spee..." The Clerk looked as if he was waiting for him to ask this. "Yes sir please go to the top floor. You are being expected." Claude pondered on this. "I am?" He was surprised, he did kill Kenji but he was not spotted and they blamed the Cartel on this.

Claude walked to the elevator and punched in the highest number. He waited till he reached it and saw that the elevator was linked to a hallway that had only one door at the end of it. He walked through the door wondering what was at the other end.

Once he opened the door he saw that there was a very large circular room with a large window at the end. There was a table near the window and Maria was sitting at it. She looked towards the door and saw Claude. She ran towards him and began yelling at him. "Claude where the hell have you been?" Claude could tell that Maria was in a hangover. "The hospital." Maria looked surprised. "Thats one of the first words you ever said to me. I am surprised I even bother with you." Claude shrugged and walked to the window. "So whats going on here?" Claude was anxious to know who he would be working for next. He sat down at the end of the table and put his legs up on it. "Come on whos the leader of the Yakuza? Some Asian punk?"

Maria looked at him strangely. "Claude you will never guess who it is." Then the door opened and a familiar person walked out of it.

September 21, 2007

Good story writing, you got me anticipating the next chapter. Damn cliffhanger.

Good job, dude.

September 21, 2007

Yeah I like putting cliffhangers into the story in order to have people pestered on viewing the thread

"You are not the only one experienced in using a hospital Mr. Speed." Claude almost fell out of his chair but he did stumble. The person standing in the doorway was Asuka Kasen. Claude felt as if he saw a ghost. "But when I came to find you I saw you dead." Askua corrected him quickly. "Near dead you mean. No Miguel bled to death due to his bullet wound and my own torture. I have heard that you have killed Catalina and in so doing stopped the Cartel in Liberty" Claude got up and shrugged. "Its what I do. Anyway what happens now?"

Asuka walked down from the door. "Well now I would recommend getting out of Liberty." Claude was shocked. "Why? I just destroyed the cartel." Asuka looked at him. "Well yesterday one of our men was captured by the mafia in portland. He was tortured and found out that you killed Salvador Leone. Plus they know that you are in Stauton. If you leave this building you will be assassinated shortly."

Claude was shocked. He did kill Salvador Leone but that was since he tried to kill him. Over Maria. Claude walked over to Maria. "Maria. You stay here. I think Asuka is right." Claude walked over to Asuka. "Okay I will go. But before I go I think I need to go somewhere."

5 minutes later

The elevator reached a floor and Claude walked out. The floor he was a very large room filled with firearms. Firearms were on every single wall. "If I go out I at least need to with a bang." Claude took a colt 45 and a M16. But then he heard something

Meanwhile

The lobby floor of the building was busy currently. Slot machines bustled as the casino music blared. 6 men in tall suits, sunglasses and hats walked into the lobby. One of them went to the doorman. "Where is Speed?" The doorman was surprised and asked. "The speed? You mean drugs?" The tall suited man yelled at him. "NO BITCH SPEED." Under which he took out an Uzi out of his suit. He repediatly fired upon the doorman and many other people. An alarm blared and more suited people came through.

Claude looked down on it from a security camera in the room. "The party has started without me." Claude went over to an intercom. "Maria are you there? Mafia have stormed the building. Call the police and make it to the roof. I will meet you there shortly." Maria answered "What are you going to do?" Claude laughed. "Show them the consequences when they mess with me." Claude turned off the intercom and looked at the elevator. The leones were obviously planning on him taking the elevator. He needed another strategy. He looked over at the wall and saw it

Meanwhile

"Sir do we take the elevator?" One man asked. Another said. "No need looks like someones coming down." Sure enough the elevator doors opened. But there was no one inside. "What is this a joke?" There were 9 men already in the lobby. 6 of them went into the elevator. "Well which floor?" Meanwhile the casino music blared still. The mobsters didnt know that a vent at the top of the elevator was broken. They did not hear a grenade fall into the elevator.

I brought Asuka back from the dead since I always liked the character Asuka and she does play an important role later on

September 22, 2007

Nice, but you should really start a new paragraph when someone talks.

September 23, 2007

I know I know. Anyway since every protagonist after Claude had a cell phone and since he now speaks I thought it customary to get a cell phone

Chapter two: Super Speed

"Wait. So you dropped a grenade through the top panel and into the elevator?" Brenda asked. "What happened next?"

Claude was standing up now. He was standing at the window looking down at the cars. "Look a white one". Then his mind snapped back to place. "Well the music was still going on. So they didn't hear the grenade land. Then the grenade blew up and everyone in there died."

Back to the past

Once he heard a loud "BOOM" Claude smashed the top panel and landed right into the elevator. The elevator was full of bodies and was black to the core. Then he grabbed his M16 which was strapped to his back. "Lets go Leone mother f*ckers."

A leone right next to the door yelled "Its Speed. KILL HIM!".

There were only a few Leones left. Since the rest had been blown up in the elevator. Claude began firing his assault rifle at the rest of them. Since they were all taken by surprise no bullets flew at Claude at all. "That was easy." Then he heard a buzzing in his chest pocket. He reached into his jacket and pulled out his pager which said. "Claude. Get back to the top floor. -Maria" Claude was still wondering why he even saved Maria's life. All she ever did was nag him

Meanwhile

At Salvadors mansion the place was quiet. Toni Cipriani was waiting for updates as to the mission at the Yakuza casino. Joey Leone walked sat down next to Toni and began to speak. "Toni whats going on over there now?"

Toni shrugged and replied "I dont know. I am waiting for Mickey to tell us wether he capped Speed or not."

Joey started to yell at him now. "Well what are you waiting for you big ape. Call him already." Toni didnt like being scolded at, not by Vinnie all those years ago, not by his mother and not by the don's son. "All right I'll call him"

Once Toni walked over to a phone he began to punch in the number's to Mickey's cell phone

Meanwhile

Claude was meanwhile looking for another elevator. He began to run around the area but the only way up was the stairs. Then he heard a ringing. He ran to one of the bodies and recognized it. It was Mickey Luigi's bodyguard. He searched his body and found a cell phone. He put it to his ear.

Toni began to speak. "Mickey. Have you capped Speed yet?" Claude smiled when he heard this.

"Well Toni Cipriani. Normally I would have given Mickey back his cell phone. But I dont think he is in a state to answer." Noticing that he shot Mickey in his left ear.

Toni was angry. "Speed I'll kill you." Toni half expected that Mickey would be dead. Since it was all over the news that Claude already finished the columbian cartel single handedly.

Claude laughed now. "You and what army? If you have an army I'll just kill them like I killed the columbian cartel. Now tell my thanks to Joey for me and good bye." Claude hung up and placed the cell phone in his jacket. Might come in handy. Now for the roof. Claude thought to himself as he sprinted to the stairs

September 23, 2007

Claude ran to the roof. The M16 strapped to his back kept moving every time he ran. I dont know why I use assault rifles. he thought to himself. Claude mainly used his Colt45, an uzi when he did a drive by, along with his shotgun.

Once Claude ran to the roof he saw Asuka and Maria there. "Whats going on? Where is everyone else?" Claude swore he saw 5 different people there as well.

Maria replied. "The Leones ambushed us on the way here. No one else made it". Claude was angry when he heard this. He had no backup in case some more came.

"Okay so how do we get out of here?" Then Claude noticed. There was a helecopter on the roof of the casino. "We flying?"

Asuka nodded. "Since none of us have actually flown something your the closest thing to flying the chopper."

Claude was more angry. Toni would undoubtably try to send more men to the casino. Especially since he killed Mickey. "Okay. But you should know I only flew a Dodo plane. I barely managed to keep it in the air." Claude ran to the helecopter and into the main seat. Maria and Asuka followed. The helecopter flew into the air. Constantly tipping along the way.

Meanwhile

Toni was on his feet. He was constantly calling people in order to come to the casino. Even Joey was surprised. "Toni whats going on? Why are you sending all our men to the casino?" Toni was angry. Speed mocked him. "I want Speed's head." But Toni thought that Speed would probably slip through their fingers as he did before.

Toni knew there was only one way that Claude speed would die. If he did it himself. "Joey were's Sal's treadmill?" Joey pointed towards a door. "Why do you want pop's treadmill? He barely used it." Toni chuckled. "The only way Speed will die is if I do it." Toni said as he began lifting the treadmill and started walking towards his car.

meanwhile

Claude had never flown a helecopter before. He flew a dodo plane before but he could barely keep it a foot off the ground. "Okay where are we going?"

Asuka answered. "To my condo. We can be safe there." Claude found it slightly ironic. Since he was going to a place that Maria saved his life by going to.

The helecopter flew towards the condo slowly. It continuasly tipped and almost hit another building. Claude noticed mafia sentinals around the area. Occasionally a shot hit the helecopter but barely did anything.

Eventually Claude landed near Asuka's condo. "Claude you have to get out of here. Take the chopper to the airport." Claude was angry that he had to be driven out of liberty.

"Okay okay fine." Claude walked over to Maria. "Maria you stay with Asuka. I will return when things cool down a little." Claude walked over to the helecopter and with difficulty managed to get it off the ground.

Meanwhile

Donald Love was sitting in one of his owned buildings. He had a pistol in his coat that he previously retrieved from a wooden box in his office. He had a pen in his hand and began writing. A shadowed man was across from him. "So Mr.Love. If we rig the next election you can turn control of Liberty City to us?"

Donald Love didnt like the situation. But this was the only way he could gain more money and power. Since he stopped using Claude Speed's help. "Okay fine."

The shadowy figure replied "Excelent. Now sign on the dotted line. Donald did the shadowy figure shook his hand. "Lets hope we all hold up our end of the deals."

1 hour later

Toni was back at his mom's restaraunt. He was running on Sal's treadmill constantly raising the speed. His mom was yelling at him from another room. "Its about time you got off your fat ass and began working out again. I remember all those years ago when you were so skinny and I wished you ate better." Toni laughed. He remembered the irony in the situation. The only thing that fueled him to keep running was the thought of revenge against Claude Speed

Edited September 23, 2007 by DarthTemplar

September 23, 2007

Meanwhile this.

Meanwhile that.

I am no critic but stop doing different meanwhiles or at least change the word.

Anyway, great idea for a story but (yes....BUT) you must do a new line when someone is speaking.

September 24, 2007

Ive noticed that I am recieving no criticism for my story but mainly for how I am writing it

Chapter 3: Back to Basics

The helecopter landed in front of Francis International Airport. An innocent pedestrian began to studder that he never did see something like that. Claude jumped out of the helecopter and ran into the airport.

The airport was drenched in gloom and was practicly empty. He walked up to a desk and asked the man there "Is there a plane that is going to board soon?" The man looked at him strangely. "Yes there is one going to San Fierro." Claude remembered that he grew up in San fierro and learnt street racing there. "Fine let me buy a ticket."

Meanwhile

Maria was alone at the condo. Asuka was off at the casino to begin renovating after the shootout that Claude orchestrated. She was alone in front of the pool taking as many pills as possible when it happened.

The Mafia Sentinal pulled up to Asuka's condo. One person walked out of it. It was Toni Cipriani holding a baseball bat in his Leone black suit. He walked up to Maria quickly. "Maria where is Speed?" Maria looked strangely at him. "Speeeeed.... I took the last batch just now." She was obviously slurring and very high. Toni began to yell "NO bitch where is Claude". Maria began to cry now. "Claude? Oh he went to the airport." Toni was angry. He took Maria by the hair and dragged her to the sentinal.

Claude waited till he was available to board. He had to drop all his weapons since he wouldnt be able to have any when he was on a plane. Many people began to stare at him since he had no luggage.

September 26, 2007

Joey Leone was sitting at his TV. It was in Salvador's old mansion in Portland. He was waiting for Toni to update on the Speed situation. Then he heard something. "Ring ring". He ran towards the phone and picked it up. "Hello?"

Toni's voice answered. "Speed made it to the airport. He could be anywhere by now." Joey screamed through the phone. "f*ck. WHAT DO YOU KNOW?"

Toni answered again. He had Maria by the hair. "I picked up Maria. But she is high like a cloud right now. Im coming over." Joey was glad that Toni managed to do something usefull. He picked up his remote control and threw it out the window. It flew with such a force that it landed in the sea.

Meanwhile

Claude was listening to some music on the plane. It was some radio X from San andreas. He looked out the window from time to time. Expecting planes or something else to go behind the plane and shoot it down. A person next to him noticed. "First time flying?" He asked

Claude looked over. "No, ive flown before. Its just that I am trying to escape it all in San andreas." The man laughed at him. "Thats what all of us are doing. I'm trying to run away from Child support payments in Shoreside vale. San andreas is the state where you can run away from all your problems." Claude kept wondering if this man knew that if he didn't go on this plane he would be dead by now. An intercom ran with the captians voice

"This is your captain speaking. We are making our approach at Easter bay airport. We hope you have had a pleasant flight and fly once more with Liberty Air.". Finally Claude thought to himself. He looked down at the city bellow. He could recognize many different landmarks that he drove by many years before

Edited September 26, 2007 by DarthTemplar

December 29, 2007

Maybe I shouldn't have bumped my fanfic but I still have a new chapter for this. I don't see any rule about bumping dead fanfics

Chapter 4: The baseball bat

San Andreas, San Fierro, Easter Bay Airport

Claude walked out of Easter Bay airport. He looked around for a cabbie. However he didn't see any cabs. What he did see was a large bus. Claude walked towards the bus which was gray and had a large sticker on the front saying "San Fierro Tours" Claude walked into the bus. The bus driver looked towards him. "Excuse me where does this bus go?" The bus driver pointed towards a sign on the door. "Around the clock stops to places of interest"

Claude looked around and noticed that the bus was completely empty. Once he sat down the bus lurched forward. "Having an off day?"

Liberty City, Portland, Momma's Restaurant

Toni lit a cigarette. Maria sat in a dark chair. She was gagged and blindfolded. She was bleeding out of her eye. Joey noticed Toni's cigarette ember. "I didn't know you smoked." Toni put it out. "I don't. I am just kicked the habit." Maria started to stir. "Hey the bitch is waking up."

Maria moved her head up. Toni grabbed her by the hair. "So where is Speed?" She moved her head out of his grasp. "Oh you want to play?"

Toni took an aluminum baseball bat out. He then moved it close to Maria's head. "If you don't tell us I am going to break your skull in." Maria soon screamed in her gag as Joey slapped her. Then she screamed in her gag "San Fierro" Toni hit her head with all his strength. She had a bloodied wound as her corpse hit the floor. "Did you hear her? San Fierro. Send Luigi to that place Speed was ranting about when he was still working for Luigi." Toni said dropping the baseball bat. Joey wiped his face with a napkin. "Toni dump her into the sea." He took out a piece of expensive stationary. At the top it said "Leone estates". He slowly wrote a small note and placed it into a white envelope. "Give this to Luigi and tell him not to open it until he finds Speed.

Toni meanwhile dragged Maria's body out of Momma's restaurant towards the Sentinal. He was prepared to dump it at the abandoned ferry docks.

Edited December 31, 2007 by DarthTemplar

December 29, 2007

Chapter 5: Old Memories

Liberty City, San Fierro, Johnson Autos

The bus stopped infront of Johnson Autos. Almost a decade ago it was once called "Wang cars". But then the owner the infamous Carl Johnson renamed it to Johnson Autos. it was very prosperous and Claude heard about it even from Liberty City. It attracted many street racers due to Mr.Johnson's keen taste in racing

Claude walked off the bus. It was a cloudy day so he zipped up his jacket. He looked around and then he saw it. His old garage. When he left it his old Uncle's garage had seen better days. But now it was enormous. The old garage had been painted over with black and green paint. There were dozens of lowriders, street racers and even taxi cabs all around it. It was right next to a building which read "Johnson Parking garage."

Claude slowly walked towards the garage. The place looked very empty. There were only 3 mechanics inside. Claude slowly walked in. Two of them looked like they were in their early forties while the other one looked like a teenager.

"Who are you stranger?" Said one on the left. He poked his head out of the trunk of a car.

"Claude Speed. I inherited this place from my uncle once upon a time. I lost it in a race." The mechanic walked towards him. He had a name tag that read "Gethro".

"Well Cj told us that he won this place off some "Mute Asshole"". Then a few years later he fixed this place up with his brother in law Ceaser Vialpando. CJ rarely comes to the garage anymore. But Ceaser comes once a week." Claude didn't believe what he was hearing. He could vaguely remember Cj as Katalina's old boyfriend. But that was ages ago when he was about 19 or 20.

"So where could I find this Ceaser?" Jethro shrugged. The other mechanic came forward. His name tag said "Dwain". "Ceaser comes every Tuesday. Its Monday right now so you could come back tomorrow."

1 Hour later

Claude sat in a yellow cab. He wondered about what would happen the next day with this "Ceaser Vialpando." He looked around. It was starting to raid. As if all the angels in heaven had decided to take a piss at the same time. Claude looked forward towards the road. "Hey driver take me to the nearest Ammunation."

Ammunation was the best gun shop in America currently. Claude saw on TV only a few days before that Ammunation currently was expanding up in Canada and Mexico and still had advertisements about being patriotic to America. The taxi pulled up towards the gunshop. Claude slowly walked in. A very anti-liberal advertisement was playing while he walked in. He noticed people in a firing range shooting at targets. Claude walked towards the man behind the counter.

"Afternoon. Do you have anything in a 9mm?" The man slowly took a Colt45 off a rack. Claude shook his head. "I have used a Colt 45 for the past 5 weeks. Its very unreliable." Claude remembered vivedly about how he once tried to take a Cartel's head off with a Colt 45 and the weapon jammed. He took a bullet to his shoulder and barely had enough time to take an ingram out and kill the cartel. "Do you have something a little better?"

The man behind the counter took out another pistol. "This is a Beretta M9. Used by the U.S. Marines. I should know I only just left the Marines." Claude took the pistol. "Okay I'll take it"

Claude walked out of the Ammunation. Noticing that the cabbie was still there. "Hey you didn't pay me." Claude recognized his mistake. He was to busy moonlighting and he forgot he was still on the meter. "Okay fine. But can you take me to the nearest hotel?"

Edited December 31, 2007 by DarthTemplar

December 29, 2007

Here is the epic fight between Ceaser and Claude

Chapter 6: New Friends, old enemies

Claude put his feet up on the desk. "So I went to me hotel. Wondering who this Ceaser was." Brenda began writing more notes down. "So what happened the next day?"

Liberty City, Portland, Leone Mansion

Luigi was pacing around the entrance to the mansion. He was supposed to go to the airport with Toni in a few minutes. Soon Toni ran towards him. "Sorry for the wait. Joey wanted me to give you this." Toni handed him the envelope that Joey wrote in before.

"Remember open it when you find Speed." Toni opened a Mafia sentenal's door. "Come on. Go to the airport and go to this..." Toni took out another note. It was from the bartender of Luigi's club. "... Garage. Then when your there waste his ass." Toni slammed the mafia sentenal's door closed. "Now listen to me. He wasted a handfull of guys at the casino. So dont f*cking mess up." Luigi trembled a little. Toni had grown more powerful over Joey since Salvatore's death. Luigi opened the car door again. "Okay Jesus Toni this will be one simple job."

San Andreas, San Fierro, Johnson Auto's.

Claude began walking to the garage. The Berreta in his coat pocket. If he jacked a car it would be faster but he would risk a cop finding him. Then word would probably go to Liberty about where he was. But walking was equally good. The garage wasn't that far from his hotel

When Claude made it there he noticed there werent any lowrider's or street racers around any more. There was just 2 cars. One bright red lowrider and a dark blue fordoor car. Claude walked in the garage's open door

Ceaser Vialpando was pacing through his garage. "...And another thing. Don't f*cking bribe the cops to much. You gave them 100 f*cking bucks last week. Those fat pigs settle on 20 f*cking dollars every week for their payoff." He was yelling to Dwain and Gethro. There were also 4 Grove Street members behind him. Then Ceaser turned around. "Who's this Puto?" Claude backed up a little. "Claude Speed I used to own this place."

Ceaser backed up a little as well. "You mean my cousin's old boyfriend? Hey were is Catalina anyway?" Claude slowly backed up a little more towards the garage door. He had no choice he had to tell the truth.

"Dead. A rocket launcher to the face is quite deadly." Ceaser suddenly got very angry. He took out a colt 45. "You f*cking killed my cousin? I'll kill you.." Claude dived out of the garage door momentarily before it closed

Claude heard shouting from behind it. "Open this door." Ceaser meanwhile turned to the four Grove Street gangsters. "You guys circle around and cap his ass." Claude took that seriously. He ran to the street. Noticing that it was quite empty. Then he noticed a dark blue Sabre driving towards him. "Perfect." He said to himself. Claude moved towards the driver's seat. He pulled out the Berretta. Claude tapped the pistol on the car window. "Get the f*ck out." The driver quickly got out and ran away.

Suddenly the Grove Street members circled around the garage. "There he is." The began to fire at him. Claude barely managed to dive over the car before a hail of bullets came after him. Claude cocked the Berretta. "If these bastards want to play i'll show them what this gun can do." Claude stood up and pointed the Berratta at one gang member. He fired one bullet. It went directly at his head. The crumpled body of the gangster fell to the ground. "Come on BRING IT ON BITCHES." Claude yelled. He was angry now. He fired three more shots at the other members.

Ceaser managed to open the garage door. He began to walk outside. "Well now I knew whoever killed my cousin had to have some balls. Come on and fight me like a man." Claude put the Berratta in his coat pocket. "Fine." Ceaser ran to his car and pulled out a baseball bat. "I am going to enjoy this."

Ceaser began to run at him. The wooden baseball bat in his hand. Once he reached Claude he swung it at him. Claude ducked and began to run into the garage. Ceaser only followed him. "Come on your embarrassing yourself Pendejo He swung the bat at Claude again. Claude ducked once more and swung his fist for an uppercut. Ceaser fell to the ground dropping the bat. Claude picked it up and looked over him. "So this is how it ends?"

Ceaser had a bloodied nose. "Please man... I have a family."...

Back to the present

Claude put his legs down. He sunk his head down low. "I knew it was hard. I stood there with a baseball bat. The stupid prick had a family. I couldn't kill a defenceless person who had a family. When he never came home his family would continuously ask about it..." Claude didn't even know what he was talking about. Brenda came to notice. "Claude what did you do? Did you kill him or not?"...

Claude stood over Ceaser. He dropped the baseball bat. Claude slowly sighed. "Fine."

2 hours later

Claude sat inside the garage's office. "So then Catalina shot me in the chest and took the money. So I chased her all around Liberty doing jobs for the mafia and even Yakuza. Till she kidnapped my girl and made me pay for her ransom. So I got there but then I found out it was all a trap. I chased her down this dam and took a rocket launcher. Then the rest is history." Claude put his legs up on the table. Ceaser was there. He had a small amount of tissue up his nose. "So thats why you killed my cousin?" Claude slowly nodded. Ceaser got up. "I know you had balls amigo. But taking on an entire gang at once I doubt even Carl could do that." Claude took his feet off the desk. "Where is CJ?" Ceaser sat down again. "In Los Santos. He lives in his mom's house." Claude knew trying to meet this CJ was suicidal. But he still needed allies. The Yakuza weren't powerful enough to take on the Leone's. He needed the help of other gangs as well. Suddenly Claude heard something. It sounded like an engine revving and then dying. Claude took the Berretta out and put it in his pants waste band. Then he moved his leather jacket over it.

Claude walked out of the garage. There were three Mafia Sentenal's there. "So I finally found you, you piece of sh*t." It was Luigi. He was there with 5 other suits. "Your going to pay for killing all my men Speed." Claude walked closely to Luigi. "You know Luigi, I never liked you. Just give me a reason to kill you." Luigi took the envelope out of his coat pocket. He handed it to Claude. The suit's were all holding Ingrams. Claude slowly opened the envelope. It had blood stains on it and at the top had the leone logo. In an untidy scrawl it said "Maria is DEAD Speed. Toni Cipriani sends his regards." Then there was Joey's signature at the bottom. Claude dropped the letter. "That did it..."

Edited December 31, 2007 by DarthTemplar

December 30, 2007

Can't wait for more,keep it up.

Claude is the best!

December 30, 2007

Well thank you. I just corrected a few mistakes in earlier chapters.

Chapter 7: Luigi's last stand

San Andreas, San Fierro, Johnson Autos

Claude dropped the note and then all of the sudden he pulled out the Berretta. He quickly fired 4 shots at some suits. 4 suits went down. Luigi dived behind a Mafia sentinal. Claude ran for the garage. Ceaser was standing up. "Whats going on?"

Claude was panting. "2 motherf*ckers out there." Claude kept shooting. Noticing he only had 5 shots left. "f*ck I am running low." Ceaser walked to the garage office. He slowly came back with an AK-47. "Where did you get that?"

Ceaser shrugged. "Same place I bought my pants. This is America." Claude took the AK in his hands. He slowly walked out the back door. Luigi was still firing at the garage door. The rain was starting to come down harder. They didn't notice Claude sneaking over to where they were crouched. "Surprise assholes." He fired 5 shots at the remaining suit. Then he pointed the AK-47 at Micky. "Any last requests?" Luigi strained to speak. But Claude was angry. He wanted revenge. He couldn't bare to let him live a second longer. Before Luigi could say anything Claude sent almost 10 shots straight into his head.

Claude stood there panting. He dropped the assault rifle. He quickly took out Micky's cellphone from before. He scrolled down the list of contacts till he found one labled "TONI". He waited till the dial tone picked up

Liberty City, Portland, Leone Mansion

Toni sat next to Joey. They were playing chess. Toni was casually winning. Joey was to busy thinking of his father's death till Toni's phone rang. He answered it. "Luigi?" Claude was on the other line. He thought of a way to be intimidating. "Well if it isnt Toni." He said in a suave tone. Toni got up knocking the chess board over. "SPEED. Where is Luigi." Claude laughed. "Well I don't think he is well enough to speak. Since I don't think he has much of a mouth now with 10 bullets in his head." Toni was angry. "Speed when I come down there I am going to torture your ass so bad..." Claude hung up. He didn't want to hear more of Toni's bullsh*t.

Claude slowly walked back to the garage. "Okay I need to get out of here. These guys are dead but more will come." He pointed to Dwain. "If more come tell them I went to..." Claude pondered for a city. "Carcer city." Dwain nodded slightly. Claude shook his hair of water. "Ceaser where is Carl?" Ceaser began to walk outside. "CJ is in Los Santos. I should be getting back myself." Claude started to walk with him. "Okay take me to him."

Back to the present

"I knew Toni would stop at nothing to try and kill me. I heard about him assassinating the Mayor of Liberty when the entire place was surrounded with his security. But I didn't care. I needed protection from the Mafia and what better place then the biggest gang in Los Santos?"

Edited December 31, 2007 by DarthTemplar

December 31, 2007

Chapter 8: Proving ground

Ceaser drove the rest of the day. Claude sat shotgun staring at the countryside. "So what gives? Arent you from here?" It took Claude a few minutes to answer. "Yeah. I did a lot of street racing when I was a teenager. Then I met Catalina." Claude remembered fond memories of street racing. "That garage I inherited from my uncle when I was 20. It was about the same time I lost it to CJ." Claude remembered his vehicle of choice. A black Sabre. He once owned one but lost it in a race. He later received a black street racing vehicle a few weeks later.

At around 7pm they made it to Los Santos. Once Ceaser drove in Claude could see dozens of men dressed in green. "All of Los Santos is Grove street territory. I used to belong to the Varios Los Azteca's. But eventually he lost ground to Vargos and Cj took it all over. But it doesn't matter since Cj is sorta my brother in law." Ceaser kept on driving. Most of the LSPD also avoided his red lowrider. "The cops are afraid of us now. Cj has killed so many cops that they are afraid that if they try and arrest a Grove the entire gang will begin a Revolution." He said the lats word in a very big Mexican accent.

Micky's cell phone showed 7:46 PM when they made it to Grove Street. There were lots of houses on this block. Many of them looked only a few years old. When Ceaser finally made it to CJ's mom's house he killed the engine. "Okay I'll take you inside to meet CJ. But after that who knows what could happen."

Ceaser opened the door and walked inside. Claude slowly followed. Cj's house was apparently having a party. As soon as he walked in someone killed the music. One Mexican walked up to Ceaser. "Who's this Penejo?" Ceaser backed up a little. "Chill this is Claude. He's cool." Claude felt very out of place in the house.

Ceaser walked into the middle of a crowd. Soon the music started up again. Ceaser seemed very welcomed in the group. He soon yelled "Where is Kendl?"

Kendl Vialpando ran down the stairs. Ceaser walked back to Claude. Kendl jumped into Ceaser's arms. Claude felt even more out of place. He was glad he put the Berretta back in Ceaser's car. The last thing he wanted was to be in an out of place party packing heat. Kendl finally noticed Claude. "Who's this Ceas'?" Ceaser put his hand on Claude's shoulder. "This is Claude. He was the original owner of that garage in San Fierro."

Claude nodded. "Where is CJ?" Claude asked. Kendl pointed to the stairs. "He's upstairs with his brother Sweet."

Back to the present

"Climbing those stairs took a very long time for me. I was nervous as sh*t. Since I didn't want to have my brains splattered on the wall when I would propose friendship." Claude sighed and stood up. He walked towards the window. "Believe me what really happened surprised me."

San Andreas, Los Santos, Grove Street

Claude finally made it to the top floor. There were three things on that floor. There were two rooms and a closet. Claude recognized the door on his left as empty. He heard laughing coming from the room on his right. Claude slowly mustered the strength and walked into it.

Carl Johnson was wearing a Ceaser cut just like he did almost ten years ago. He was wearing a Green hoody and blue jeans. His brother Sweet was there with a Green baseball cap and a Green t-shirt. They were both sitting on CJ's bed. There was also a TV in the room. Hooked up to it was a PS1. They were playing a game on it. "Come on pick up that cop bribe CJ." Suddenly Sweet noticed Claude. "Who are you?"

Cj finally noticed. "Wait you look familiar." Cj stood up and walked towards him. "Do I know you from someplace?" Claude remembered Cj vaguely enough. "Yeah I was Catalina's boyfriend."

Cj backed up a little. "You were that mute asshole who gave me that garage? Hey where is psycho Bitch anyway?"

Back to the present.

"After that I began to tell them all about what happened at Liberty City. How I was Catalina's boyfriend till she shot me and took the money from the bank. How I did stuff for the Leone family till they betrayed me. All of it. It was about 8:45 when I finished"

8:45 PM

"...So then Ceaser took me here." Claude was sitting on Cj's bed. Sweet was sitting on the recliner in the room. CJ was standing. "So you killed Catalina? I never thought any guy could do that." Claude shrugged. "A rocket launcher to the face was necessary." Cj laughed a little. "So what are you doing here?"

Claude shrugged. "Well since I killed the Don of a Mafia and a ton of their suits I need protection. They managed to find me here so it means I don't have much time." Cj sat down. "So what you want is to be taken in by the Grove street familes?" Sweet moved forward. "Don't do it C.." Cj pushed him away. "Okay then we will do it. But first you got to prove yourself."

Claude stood up. "How do I do that?" Cj stood up as well. "We race. Me and Sweet mapped out this race course in the Flood Control. If you win you can have your protection."

"So there I was. About to do another race. Cj showed me a map of Los Santos and where we were to race. Man I was nervous since my last street race was like 2 weeks before. But I still thought I could do it. I had no choice. I wasn't going to allow Toni to kill me without a fight."

Edited December 31, 2007 by DarthTemplar

December 31, 2007

I was wondering what happened to this.

December 31, 2007

Chapter 9: Mr. Grey

Liberty City, Stauton Island, Yakuza Casino

Asuka walked out of the Casino. After the murderous rampage that Claude orchestrated they finally got it up and running. Only recently did they find out about Maria's death. She was going to walk to her Condo when she heard something. "Come over here..."

Asuka walked into a dark alley. It was around 10 PM so the moon was high in the air. There was only one person in the alley way. It was a person in a trench coat. The shadows disguised his face. He was wearing a dark Fedora to disguise his head. "Miss Asuka. My employers directed me here. You are the only person in Liberty City with the location of Mr.Speed." His voice was shadowy and metallic. Ïf you would direct me to Mr. Speed's wear abouts you can rest assured that when my employers take over Liberty City then you will have no more competition from the Leones.

Asuka backed up slightly. She took out a Colt 45 from her coat pocket. "Why do you want to know where Claude is?" Mr. Grey walked closely. "My employers have heard of Mr. Speed's reputation and are to offer him a job that we feel he will only be able to do." Asuka didn't know who this Mr. Grey was. But she still felt slightly reassured. If he was a Leone he would have goons everywhere and Joey Leone wasn't smart enough to orchestrate something like this. No she felt like this went higher then any gang did. "Well even the Leone's know that Claude is in San Andreas. He is looking for protection most likely."

Mr. Grey moved towards her. "Thank you. My employers send their warmest regards. In a few months time you will see no more Leone competition."

Mr.Grey then moved towards the other end of the alley. Within a few minute he was gone. "Who was that guy?" She asked herself. Asuka walked back to the Casino thinking of getting a cab instead of walking

San Andreas, Los Santos, Grove Street

Claude walked with CJ. There were three cars in the street facing outwards. "Okay you know the route. First one to do 2 laps wins the pot." He took out a large sum of money. Claude could estimate almost 20 000 dollars there. Claude lost a lot of his money since he gave a large amount of it to Catalina. It was blown up in the chopper. "And if you win you will get your protection."

Claude walked over to CJ's car. It was a black highly modified street racing car. He looked like he was modifying it for years. "You will be racing with D-Ice."

D-ice. Where had Claude heard that name before? He remembered taking missions from someone named D-ice. Then D-Ice came into view. He was wearing a red and black hoody. "I'm D-Ice. I remember you. You helped me take out all my opposition in Shoreside Vale. Then Claude remembered. He did take out the purple nines only a few weeks ago. "Yeah thats right."

D-Ice walked over to a dark red Washington. Claude's car was a Black Sabre. Claude opened the car door and he felt more reassured that he would win. In his old Sabre he only lost one race. Claude's Black saber was on the left, CJ was in the middle and D-Ice was on the right. Claude fumbled with the keys and finally started the engine

Edited December 31, 2007 by DarthTemplar

January 1, 2008

Chapter 10: Grand Turisimo I

CJ revved his engine twice. Claude saw one person on the road. He held up one washcloth. Claude looked to his right slightly then kept his eyes forward. Then the washcloth fell to the ground

Claude put his foot on the gas peddle instantly. The car jerked to life as he went forward. But his car wasn't as fast as CJ's. He used Nitrous Oxide when the race started

Claude could see many pedestrians stunned by the race. Cj was very far ahead and D-Ice's Washington was closely following Claude. Claude realized he needed some sort of shortcut

Soon Cj went down a ramp towards the Flood control. Claude realized this was where he could do it. He waited until the front of the Sabre made it close to the gas tank of CJ's car. Then he moved to the opposite direction and then he rammed the front of his hood straight into it. Cj's car spun out of control and Claude's barely turned. He remembered a cop using the P.I.T eagle technic on him back in Liberty.

D-Ice slowly came close to him. When they made it to the gate back to the street it was his chance. Claude moved directly in front of the Washington. The alleyway to the street was increadably narrow. When Claude made the turn to the street D-Ice didn't notice a very large wall in front him as he slammed into it.

Claude made it back to Grove street for the second lap. Then he noticed Cj's car back in his mirror. "He must have used a shortcut. He knows this area pretty well." Cj's car was much faster then his Sabre.

Back to the present

"I needed a miracle. I never thought the cops would give me one"

San Andreas, Los Santos, Idlewood

Claude noticed 2 cops following them. "f*cking perfect." Claude remembered his last street race the cops closed in. It was perfect since the lead car smashed into one and Claude sped past him

Claude made it neck and neck with Cj's car. Then the two cop cars moved in much closer. Claude sped up a little more and then turned. Cj used the break slightly to stop from breaking his car's hood. Then Claude used the gas and turned forward down the ramp to the flood control. Claude saw two motorcycle cops in the flood control. "f*ck." Motorcycle cops were always bad. They would destroy your car easily with an Ingram unless you did something about it. But he left his Berretta back in Ceaser's car.

Soon they made it back to the gate. D-Ice managed to get his Washington out of the narrow path. Claude made the turn easily and saw he lost a few of the cops.

At Grove street Claude made it. First place. CJ made it a few minutes later. "Well I don't mind losing to someone who is willing to risk crashing the car to make it to first place." Claude noticed the hood on his car was severely dented and one of the lights was out. Claude turned around. "Hey where is D-Ice?"

Sweet ran from Cj's house. "Carl D-Ice got caught by the police." Claude ran back to Cj's house and saw that the TV was on.

"This is Channel 2 news. Troubling news as an illegal street race was seen today in the idlewood district." It showed a clip from a helicopter of Claude's P.I.T eagle. "There were only three racers. Two evaded police control but one was caught by the LCPD only 10 minutes ago." It showed another clip of D-Ice being cuffed by a cop on top of his Washington. Cj made it back to the house. "Well we got to spring him." Claude didn't want to have any trouble with the cops. Especially since he didn't want any Leones finding him by checking the evening news. "Wait how will you do that?" Cj moved forward to Claude. "You mean how will WE do that. Ceaser told me of how you capped 8 guys. Well if you want your protection we have to save D-ice."

Claude backed up a little. He knew there was only one thing he could do. He had to do what CJ said. He needed his Grove Street protection. Claude sighed. "Alright fine."

I know I did a crap post about the race. But I never could do good description for street races.

January 2, 2008

Chapter 11: Crackerjack

San Andreas, Los Santos, Grove street

Claude walked back to Ceaser's car. He took the Berretta out of the glove compartment. He slowly walked back to CJ. While walking he ejected the clip. Noticing that he was still running low on ammo. "What kind of guns do you use?"

CJ walked over to the trunk of Sweets car. It was right outside his house. He looked around and then popped the trunk. Claude peered inside and noticed more then 30 boxes of ammo, 2 AK-47s, an M4 and 2 saw-off shotguns. "Holy sh*t where did you get all this stuff?" Claude asked as he grabbed an AK-47. Cj smirked and took an M4. "Been saving for a rainy day."

Claude took a gun strap as well. He strapped the AK-47 to his back. "Okay how are we going to do this?" Cj shrugged. "I don usually think that far ahead." CJ went to the driver's seat and sat down. Claude moved over to shotgun. Claude didn't feel like driving after the race.

It was still night. The cops had apparently cooled off and left. Off to interrogate D-Ice probably. "So how many cops do you think are in there?" Cj shrugged. "Probly around 10-20." Claude usually killed about 10 people at once so he wasn't worried.

Eventually they made it to the police station. Claude went back to the trunk and took some body armor. "Just in case." Both Claude and CJ walked into the police station.

CJ had an M4 and 2 sawn off shotguns. The M4 was strapped to his back while he held the shotguns in his hands. When they walked into the police station there was a closed off administration window. With 2 cops inside it. He pointed both guns both of the cops. "Dont even think about doing anything motherf*ckers." Claude slowly took his AK-47 into his hands. "He's probably in the cells down bellow." Claude slowly walked down the stairs. Suddenly he heard shooting from above. "Oh this is where the fun starts." He head CJ say. Then he heard more shooting and screams of pain.

Claude walked down to the cell level. There were 6 cells. A cop was standing next to one on the right. "So ni**** where is your posse?" Claude recognized D-Ice's voice. "Probably on their way to f*cking kick your ass crackerjack." Claude pointed his AK-47 at the cops head. He cocked it. "Sorry for the wait crackerjack." The cop turned around and Claude fired one shot directly in the middle of his forehead. Claude dropped the AK and moved towards his body. He took an ID from his pocket. He swiped it on a card pad next to the cell.

The cell door opened and D-Ice walked out. "It's about damn time." He walked to the cop's body and took his Colt 45. "Lets go." They both ran up the stairs of the police station

CJ was leaning on a wall. Claude looked around. There were almost 20 dead cops everywhere. Claude saw hundreds of rounds on the floor and in the walls. CJ stood up and smirked. "It's about damn time. Come on lets go."

Claude walked to the driver's seat. "Maybe I should drive." Then he suddenly heard sirens in the distance. Carl took the keys from his pocket. "Fine." CJ ran to the side seat and Claude opened the door. Then he saw a cop car turn the bend

Claude gunned the gas and drove off. CJ's car was quite fast for a fordoor car. It handled handbrake turns with ease as he gunned down the road. Eventually making it back to Grove street. Claude got out of Cj's car. Both D-Ice and CJ exchanged gangster handshakes and CJ walked up to Claude. "I guess Ceaser was right. Well you've proved yourself. You can have your protection." Claude shrugged. "Okay then." CJ walked back to his mom's house and ran back to Claude. He held a wad of cash. "Here for the race." CJ gave Claude the cash. Claude unbundled it and placed it in his wallet. "Okay. Hey maybe i'll come back tomorrow." CJ walked back to his house with D-Ice. Claude walked to the Black Sabre that he used in the race. "Well lets see what kinds of hotels they have in Los Santos." He said to himself as he drove off

Back to the present.

Brenda took out a folder. She quickly pressed a button on the desk. Soon a tray with two mugs on it came out. Claude recognized it as coffee. Brenda opened the folder. Claude saw pictures lots of paper. She took one of the pictures and showed it to him. "Do you recognize this man?" Claude squinted. "Yeah sure do. I met him a few months after I busted D-Ice out of prison...

I censored Ni***** for obvious reasons. I hope you understand

Edited January 2, 2008 by DarthTemplar

January 3, 2008

Chapter 12: Big Leagues

August 12th, 2001, 13:22 PM

San Andreas, Los Santos, Grove Street

Claude Speed sat in a hot black Sabre. The A/C was running full blast. It felt good to be moderately cold again. The Sabre was under the large bridge that was over Grove Street. Much of this was due to the success of his last job for CJ. He pulled out his wallet and looked at the large amount of bills inside. The Berretta from before was in his pants pocket

Claude had mainly been spending money on himself. Since he was going to stay a while he needed to do something about himself. He had been wearing the same clothes for more then three moths. So Claude packed away his Leather jacket, black t-shirt and green baggy cargo pants. Claude didn't really like the cargo pants. They were just an anniversary gift from Catalina. The bitch was cheap alright.

Claude bought new clothes from Binco. Due to the hot summer air he now wore a white long sleeved button down shirt with an ordinary green t-shirt over top. The white collar stuck out above the t-shirts neckline. Claude wore tight whitish blue jeans. He still wore his blue sneakers from his original outfit. Seeing no need to buy new shoes. Claude also went to a local army veteran who opened up a jewelry shop. Much to Ceaser's protest he bought dog-tags that had his name engraved. It wrote "Claude Speed" On it in big letters. Claude was never the necklace type but didn't take them off since. Claude also bought a gun holster from the local Ammunation down the street and holstered his Berretta in it.

For the past few months Claude did a few missions for CJ and Ceaser. Ceaser mainly gave him simple errands like picking up groceries and checking out the garage in San Fierro. He gave him simple errands since he was to busy looking after his family. CJ gave him much harder missions that befitted the Grove Street families. Like trying to stop local gang uprisings by torching a few houses and breaking a few skulls with a baseball bat. But much recently CJ gave him much tougher errands like going downtown to kill a local drug lord who was trying to corrupt local GSF members. Only a few hours before CJ gave him the job of going to Las Venturas to see his friend Wu Zi Mu (Woozie). He heard about some problem with the club. So since he trusted Claude enough he let him go to Las Venturas

Other Grove street members had taken a like to him as well. He was technically part of the gang now and had proven himself numerous times. He also rarely drank, never smoked, injected himself or snorted anything. It was a tip he learned from his uncle when he was a teenager. They had taken a great liking to him and many acknowledged him at a Grove party or even on the street.

Claude still received annual death threats from Toni. He went to the garage single handedly. When the Carcer city tip failed he killed 30 pedestrians out of anger. Dwain, Gethro and the rest of the mechanics blew town shortly afterwards. Then Claude stopped worrying about the Mafia. Toni had no possible way to find him. He stayed out of cop attention and had no reason to go to Liberty unless the Yakuza had the upper hand in their war with the Leones. Asuka also called him regularly with annual reports on their gang wars. They continuously heard about more gang fights erupting in the streets with the cops to scared to intervene. Asuka also spoke about Maria's funeral. It was quiet and out of the way. Claude wanted to attend very badly but he couldn't risk it. He still wanted to get back at Joey and Toni for killing her. She was an annoying Bitch but he liked her better then Catalina.

"Why am I always running into Bitches? Either its a psycho Bitch or an annoying Bitch. When will I find someone who is actually normal?"

Claude started the engine. He also found time to tinker around with the engine in his car. He adopted a license plate "Sil ent". The old person in San Andreas suspiciously found his head cut off the day before Claude applied for it. His car was given a new engine courtesy of the old members of the Varrios Los Azteca. He was given NOS by Ceaser and he suspiciously found some hydrolics in the car one day. CJ raced him every so often. With the fear of damaging his car lingering he lost more often. D-Ice also became something of a best friend. He went with him on many missions that CJ gave him.

The Black sabre lumbered down the street. He gazed at his Speedometer and groaned. The little needle was balanced between 40 and 50. "All this horsepower and no room to gallop."

After 30 minutes he made it on the highway. Los Venturas wasn't that far away from Los Santos. But it still took a while. Claude regularly filled up a fill tank of gas so he wouldn't have any accidents. The car eventually made it to Las Venturas within another 2 hours. Claude had a home made car temperature regulator. (Basically a large thermometer." That said around 90 degrease. Claude peered out of the window of the car. He saw the Two Dragon's casino. It was by far the largest casino in Las Venturas now. After 10 years CJ and Woozie remodeled the original building. Giving it 30 more floors, a basement underground parking lot, Vallet service, 100 slot machines, 20 roulette tables, 20 blackjack and poker tables and even added four 20 feet long dragons that rested on the roof of the building. It had a large Neon sign that said "FOUR DRAGON's CASINO". The dragons rested in various poses around the sign

Claude parked the car himself and went to casino level he carefully concealed his pistol and took out an ID card CJ gave him. It gave him access to the 20th floor where Woozie's office was. He swiped the card and entered the elevator

Instead of normal boring elevator music he heard the tune to "Cult of Personality" playing. "Figures that CJ would choose rock music for an elevator." He said to himself. He pressed the 20th floor button and waited as he felt the elevator lurch upwards.

Yeah a very long post. But it mainly says how much the setting has changed.

Edited January 3, 2008 by DarthTemplar

January 4, 2008

Chapter 13: Young CJ

San Andreas, Los Venturas, Four Dragon's casino. 15:07 PM

The doors finally opened. Woozies office was much larger then it was once before. Recent renovating revamped it. He now had a secretary. A small Asian woman sat at a desk in front of a large wooden door. "Name?" she asked with an American accent. "Claude Speed. CJ sent me." She pressed a button on a small machine infront of her. "Wu Zi Mu? Mr. Claude Speed sent from Carl Johnson here to see you." She pointed towards the door. "Go right in"

Claude slowly walked in. Woozie's desk was very far back from the door. Behind it was a very large window overlooking Venturas. "So your... Claude?" He said standing up. He began to walk very slowly towards him. He wore large black sunglasses. Claude slowly observed him. "Yeah.... um CJ sent me instead since he is busy in Los Santos." Woozie began walking back to his desk. "Of course. Its just that when CJ comes on these business trips we usually give him an errand or two in order to keep him busy. Since he co owns the Four Dragon's casino he doesn't really need to stay here." Claude walked towards the front desk. "But what does that have to do with me?" Woozie sighed heavily. "Well we have been getting problems from the east coast. In Vice City. CJ's lawyer Ken Rosenberg. But going back to Vice city he became the lawyer of the.." He stood up. "The legendary Tommy Vercetti."

Claude recognized this name instantly. No sane person in America wouldn't. Tommy Vercetti was the self employed most successful person in America currently. In the late eighties he stumbled upon a massive fortune and started investing in real estate. Now he owns so many successful businesses he is shown in awe to many people. Claude once heard on the news that more then 30 hitmen went to his mansion in Vice city to try and take over his business. Tommy however was waiting for them. He dismissed all his guards and singlehandedly took them out with a sniper rifle, an M4 and a Magnum. He definitely meant business.

"Well anyway he told him about the Four Dragon's casino. After that Tommy Vercetti's mafia came down here. They now own every casino in Venturas except for this one. But they are trying to squeeze us out." Claude walked over to a seat in front of his desk. "So what did you need CJ for?" Woozie took some keys out of his desk drawer. "Well we are going to a large amount of documents and cash inside a security car to a safe house across town. But the problem is we have some corrupt guards here. The mafia is bound to know about it. So..." Claude finally understood. "So what you need is someone to drive the van across town. But you cant trust anyone but CJ at this point?" Woozie nodded. Claude stood up. He leaned over the table. "If you need a driver you got one." Woozie threw the keys at him. You remind me something of a young CJ. Now remember take the car across town. But be careful. The leader of the Mafia here is a man named Kaufman. He is bound to know about this." Claude walked out the office. "I can take him"

The elevator doors closed infront of him. Claude felt the elevator lurch downwards towards the lobby floor. He pressed another button however. He pressed a button named "G2" The elevator lurched down to the garage

Claude walked out of the elevator. He saw 3 triads begin to pack boxes into a large blue security car. Claude once drove one for Joey Leone. But it was full of bail cash. One triad noticed him. He began to walk towards him holding an ingram. "Who the f*ck are you?" Claude began to reach for his pistol. "Claude Speed." He lowered his gun. "Oh the driver." He tossed the ingram towards him. "You'l need it."

When they finished packing up one triad walked to the driver's door. He held a balaclava. "Here you'l need this." Claude took the black mask. It was a typical ski mask except it was mouth less. It only had two small holes for eyes. "Why?" The triad shook his head. "These guys are organized. That guy Kaufman is a retired Marine. He will know who you are and kill you silently with assassins. Believe me he will shove a firecracker up your ass." Claude shuddered. He wasn't afraid of the Venturas Mafia but assassins coming at him would be annoying. "Thanks I'll keep that in mind." Claude slowly started the engine

He revved it and began to drive up a large ramp. Claude noticed that this Securi car was much faster then the parol van he drove for Joey. Eventually he made it outside. He began to slowly drive down the strip.

The strip was very glamorous. Claude didn't remember the last time he was in a Casino. Then he remembered a large shouting match as he was with Catalina and the bitch accused a man at cheating in blackjack. She shot 5 bullets in his head before she began to take on the guards. Claude grabbed as much cash as he could from some dealers before they rushed out.

Claude eventually made it down the strip. Then he looked at the mirror. He slowly put the Balaclava on his head. There were 4 Sanchez's coming at him. "Shakedown time." he laughed at himself as he cocked his ingram.

Edited January 4, 2008 by DarthTemplar

January 4, 2008

Chapter 14: Shakedown time

San Andreas, Los Venturas, Edge of the strip 15:30 PM

Claude began to accelerate. This almost sealed his fate as the bikers seemed to be waiting for him to notice them. They began to accelerate towards the vehical and began firing at it. "Oh you wanna play now?" He looked in his mirror and saw one driver start to come to his side. He pointed his Ingram outside towards him. "Do you want to play?" He yelled out as he fired dozens of bullets at him.

Claude switched the radio on. He always felt good with the radio on. He continued accelerating until he made a handbrake turn and shook many of them off

"This is Rock X. We are under new management from Vercetti Enterprises in Liberty city. We have doubled our staff and area range to both San Andreas and Florida. We have merged with Vercetti Enterprises Vrock. To create Rock X. Thank you and have a nice day." Claude smirked. Vercetti is even taking over radio stations?

Suddenly one bike rammed into him. He heard a host come on. "This is..... Sage on Rock X. After that new management deal I..." Much of the rest was illegible to hear. "*cough*. Well add some rock to the mix." Suddenly Claude heard a song he used to listen to.

Claude kept accelerating. He saw the highway ahead of him. The map from before said the safehouse was just outside the city. Suddenly one bike went far ahead of him. He suddenly stopped right in Claude's path. He rammed into it with the driver jumping straight into the windshield. It shattered instantly. Claude pointed the ingram directly at him and began to fire. The body of the driver flew out the window along with hundreds of bullets that Claude fired. He heard an empty chamber click. "f*ck". He threw the Ingram out the window. "Okay now I'm mad." Claude unholstered his Berretta. He rammed his foot down on the break. He was in the middle of the highway.

Claude stepped out. Many of the bikes passed the securicar. Claude cocked the Berretta. "Okay motherf*ckers who wants to die?" Claude fired one bullet towards one of the bike's gas tanks. It exploded instantly. Claude began firing at the remaining bikes. Many of the bikers began to take cover in stopped cars. Claude slowly walked around the highway firing upon bikers. Until they where all taken out. Claude stood panting in right next to a charred bike. He began to walk back to the securicar. Until he heard a noise. It sounded like whirling. Claude looked up and he saw a helecopter in the distance. He saw a small black box coming out of a window there. "What is that a camera?" The helecopter was painted black. It didn't seem like a news copter. Claude ran back to the securicar. It started instantly. He began to drive to the direction of the safe house

At the safe house they unloaded the boxes. Claude took his Ski Mask off. The cool air felt good. Four triads were unloading the boxes. Claude holstered the Berretta and began to walk. Suddenly one Triad stopped him. "Mr. Speed? We have transportation." Claude looked behind him and smiled. "Transportation" was a PCJ-600."

Claude never really rode any bikes. In liberty city he was more renowned for driving sports cars. But that was because Liberty city banned Motorcycles a few years earlier. Change has to happen some time. Claude sat upon the PCJ and kicked the kickstand. He started the engine and began to revv it. "Whoa. Its been a while"

30 minutes later

Claude made it back to the four Dragons after half an hour. He parked the bike in the garage and walked to the elevator. He pressed the button for Woozie's floor. He patiently waited in the elevator as it lurched upwards.

Edited January 4, 2008 by DarthTemplar

January 5, 2008

Chapter 15: Elevator Doors

San Andreas, Los Venturas, Four Dragon's Casino 17:30 PM

The elevator doors opened. Claude walked down Woozie's office towards his desk. "All taken care of." Woozie looked very disappointed. "Whats going on." Woozie pressed a button on his answering machine.

"This is Micheal Kaufman. On behalf of all here at Vercetti Enterprises we wish you a safe death. My operatives will be visiting the Four Dragons on behalf of the mafia killed by your triads. Have a nice day" The tape stopped there."

"So this guy Kaufman is going to rub you out since I killed all the guys who wanted to take me out?" Woozie nodded miserably. Suddenly he heard something. "Boss some guys are here to see you. HEY WAIT.." Then Claude heard a gunshot outside the door. Claude yelled to Woozie. "STAY DOWN." He unholstered his Berretta.

3 suits kicked the door down. "Where is the asian?" One yelled at Claude. Claude fired a shot directly in the suit's chest. Claude dived over Woozie's desk. Woozie was there hiding. "I don't have a gun up here." Claude kept firing at the remaining suits. Eventually there where three suits on the ground. "Alright stay here." He ran to the elevator door. "Come on come on." Eventually it opened. He reached for the lobby button but stopped midway. He thought to himself "Wait if I go down to the casino I am going to get a bunch of holes in me." Claude looked down. Then he reached into his pocket. The ski mask was still there. "It's time to play hide and seek with them."

The elevator had a map of the casino. There was a security room on the 10th floor. He pressed the button and waited.

"So she goes that's not a cop bribe. Thats a rocket launcher." One suit said to another one. Claude peered in and saw two suits seated at a control console. Suddenly the elevator's opened all the way and a DING sounded. The suits turned their backs. Claude fired two shots at both of them. He ran to the console.

He first looked at the 30th floor where Woozie's office was. He looked at an array of buttons and saw one marked elevator access. He pressed it and a caption appeared. "Do you want to disable elevator access to 30th floor?" Claude pressed a button marked "YES". "Okay thats that problem." He thought But Claude still didn't know what he was dealing with. Claude looked around. "Wait a minute. Whats that action movie that takes place in a tall building?"

Meanwhile~~

Kaufman walked into the casino. Many gamblers were all around crouching. He walked over to the elevator's One finally opened. 2 suits walked out. "Kaufman. Vinnie, Sam and Kevin went to the thirtieth floor where Woozie is. Zack went to the vault to try and empty the safe. Kaufman smirked. "I am afraid there is a change in plans. I want Zack to crack the vault but not empty it. One of the suits looked puzzled. "What? Why?" Kaufman sighed. "One of the guys that tried the securicar was still alive. The cops interrogated him and he spilled all my drug trafficking that I didn't tell Tommy. So we need a place to lie low. This place is great." One of the suits walked over to the elevator. "Wait wont Tommy know about it?" Kaufman shrugged. "Of course. He might come down here and cap me. But he doesn't know where I am." Kaufman walked inside the elevator. The two suits walked in with him and pressed the button marked VAULT.

Little did Kaufman know but Claude Speed was hiding on the outside of the elevator. He did what Jon Mclane did in Die hard and went into the elevator, used the emergency stop, wedged the doors open, climbed out and started the elevator again. It went to the vault and down to the lobby. He heard everything about his plan. He was writing "3 guys, Kaufman" on his arm in Sharpee. Then the elevator stopped at the vault. He heard buzzing. Then the elevator lurched upwards. "What the?" He broke an breakable vent (for emergencies) and climbed into the elevator

Suddenly Claude looked around. Then the elevator doors opened. He recognized the 4 Dragons and neon sign. One suit was pressing the button. "HEY WHO THE f*ck" Claude fired 1 shot directly at his head. He looked around. There was a helecopter on a pad. "Whoa these guys are organised." Claude then noticed a radio strapped to his hip. He heard Kaufman's voice. "Okay guys. Take out all the hostages in the casino floor. I'l meet you there briefly."

Claude pondered on what to do. If he stayed on the roof they would kill the hostages. But if he went down he would be taken out by the three of them. Then it came to him. He took his cellphone out and dialed 911.

"Hello. I am a hostage in the Four Dragons. It is currently being taken over by some guys." Claude then pondered on a way to sure them coming. "My blond 18 teenage daughter stuck some cocaine underneath one of the slot machines." Claude then hung up. He ran to the edge of the roof. He saw 5 police cars coming down the strip. "Here is the wakeup call"

Claude ran to the elevator and pressed the button marked LOBBY. It lurched downwards

Meanwhile~~

Kaufman and his 2 suits went down to the Casino floor. "Okay take all these hostages out." One of the suits cocked his pistol. Then there was a loud DING. "What the f*ck?" The elevator door opened. Claude Speed walked out silently. Like a ghost he raised his pistol and fired 2 shots directly at the two suits. Then he heard an empty chamber. "f*ck out of ammo." Kaufman began to run for the stairs. Claude saw the police from before begin to break down the door. Claude threw the Berretta away and began to run for the stairs.

"Come here you piece of sh*t." Kaufman began to run down the stairs towards the garage. Claude followed him until he stopped at G2. There were only 2 cars on G2. His black sabre and the PCJ-600. Kaufman ran for the PCJ

Claude ran for the sabre. But Kaufman was quicker. He drove up a ramp and out of the garage. Claude drove the car up the ramp. But it was to late. Kaufman was no where to be seen.

Suddenly 5 police cars came. They surrounded the area around the Four dragons. "This is the LVPD. Come out of the car and put your hands on your head. " Claude screamed "f*ck" and opened the door.

January 6, 2008

Chapter 16: Paint it black

San Andreas, Los Venturas, police station 18:10 PM

The next few hours for Claude was a blur. He remembered being shoved into a cop car and being taken across town. To the police station. The rest he couldn't remember. But he could remember the interrogation.

Claude was shoved into a seat in front of a desk. There was a lamp overhead that was greatly dimmed. There were two people in the room. There was the cop who shoved him into the room. But due to the dimmed light the other half of the room was completely dark. Claude could slightly see the outline of someone there. It was a man in a dark trench coat and a fedora. His face was completely unknown.

"So Mr. Speed. We meet again." Claude was puzzled. "What are you talking about? I never saw you in my life." The man chuckled. "Well we met under different circumstances. But for now you can call me Mr. Grey. It took us a very long time to find you Mr. Speed but now due to your arrest we can have a good closed off area so we can talk.

Mr.Grey took out a cigarette lighter and a carton of smokes. He quickly lit one up puffing out a cloud of smoke. "Mr. Speed I have heard all about your involvement in organized crime in the past 6 months. Specifically your eradication of the Columbian Cartel out of revenge. Claude remembered the day very well. The day that he finally got his revenge against Psycho Bitch. "What of it?" Mr. Grey coughed slightly. "Well my employers are prepared to offer you a job. The rewards are great and well earned." Claude was confused. "If I refuse?" Mr.Grey seemed to be waiting for this answer. He began to lean in his seat. "You will spend the rest of your life in prison. I have been reviewing your case. You have murdered quite a number of people. If you accept our little job then we will blow this away. But if you refuse you are guaranteed to be sentenced to San Andreas Penatentiary and will spend the rest of your day's there moaning out prison bars." Claude gulped. He was interrogated by many pussy cops before. Cops who were just itching to get a pay off so they could slip it in their pockets and you could just get out of there. "Allright whats your little job." Mr. Grey took Claude's cellphone out. He slid it across the table. "You recognize Mr. Cipriani correct? Well in about 7 days time Mr. Cipriani will be looking for your help." Claude was confused

"Wait Toni will be wanting my help? He is an asshole who wants to kill me." Mr. Grey chuckled. "Well Mr. Speed. You do not know what is about to happen soon. You see now if you listen to the news gang warfare has become a great annoyance to my employers. So in 7 days time the cause of both our problems will be exterminated. However Mr. Cipriani has proven useful himself. We have heard of his assassination of Mayor R.C. Hole. So we have cleverly orchestrated a plan involving you." Claude coughed slightly. He still didn't believe it. "Allright.. What do you want me to do in the meantime?" Mr.Grey took out a photograph and slid it across the table.

Back to the present

The photograph that Brenda slid to Claude was a picture of a man in his forties. He had slightly long curly hair with streaks of grey. He wore round glasses and a long suit. "Yeah I met him. Mr. Grey told me to meet Rosenberg"

"This is Ken Rosenberg. The lawyer to Mr. Tommy Vercetti. He is going to Mr. Kaufman to find out how he is running the share of Tommy's gang. However what he doesn't know is that Mr. Kaufman is going to break away from the Vercetti gang." Mr. Grey stopped leaning on his chair. "What you are going to do is eliminate Mr. Kaufman and rescue Rosenberg from his fate." Claude was still puzzled as to why this guy would want someone else's lawyer alive. "Alright. Beats losing my ass in prison." Mr. Grey chucked slightly. "I knew you could do it."

Claude stood up and walked out of the interrogation room. He began to walk out of the prison when a cop stopped him. "Hey you dropped this." In his hand was a Glock 17. "Someone told me to give it to you." Claude was puzzled. But since he threw his Berretta away he needed a side arm. "Thanks?" He said as he walked out the door. The fresh air felt cool on his skin. Claude took out his cell phone and scrolled down to a contact marked "CJ." He waited patiently for the line to pick up hoping he would know something about this "Rosenberg" guy.

January 7, 2008

Chapter 17, Silencing the sneak

"Rosenberg? Yeah I remember him. He was abandoned by this guy after he went to rehab and stayed in Los Venturas. He was a heavy coke addict and was very fidgety." Claude laughed slightly. He never usually saw coke addicts. Mainly he saw losers on SMACK. "So where would I find him?" CJ sighed on the other end. "Well I usually met him in Caligula's casino till we faked his death. It might be good to poke around there

Claude closed his flip top cell phone. Then placed it in his pocket. But then he realized his Sabre was probably in an impound lot. "f*ck I need a ride." He saw a lone person driving a PCJ-600 close to the police station. Claude ran to the motorist. "Don't even think about doing anything motherf*cker." He pointed his Glock at him. The motorist got off and ran away with his hands on his head. "Was it always this easy?" He asked himself laughing slightly. Claude jumped on the motorcycle and accelerated.

Caligula's casino wasn't that far off from the Police station. So Claude merely weaved through traffic and eventually made it there. Caligula's casino was a large round building in front of a large fountain. Claude got off the PCJ-600 and slowly hid it in some foliage around the fountain. "Beware Kaufman because I'm coming for you." Claude hid his Glock in his waste band and walked into the casino.

The casino was a sprawling place. Claude saw suits everywhere. "What the f*ck is going on here?" Claude realized that getting out would be no small task. He slowly scoped the area out. It looked like 10 suits around elevators and entrances. Plus there were security cameras. "Looks like Kaufman is running scared." Claude looked around and he needed a distraction. Suddenly he looked at a slot machine and found it.

Claude walked to a vacant slot machine and placed a coin inside. A few seconds later he received a few coins. Claude yelled out "HEY THERE IS A MACHINE GIVING OUT JACKPOTS." Claude bolted out of there. Seconds later there was a large crowd around the machine. Pressing many buttons. He saw the elevator suit left. Claude bolted for the elevator. "Let me see. Which floor would Kaufman be on?" Claude saw a few buttons but one that really caught his eye was one that had silver writing and was blue. It was labeled 13. Claude pressed it and felt the elevator lurch upwards

The thirteenth floor was a penthouse suit. The walls were colored purple. Claude took out his Glock and began to walk very slowly holding it up. "Okay you dumb sh*t come out where ever you are." Claude slowly scoped out the place. "Where could that rosenberg guy be?" Suddenly he heard the elevator behind him Ding. Claude dived into the kitchen and opened the bottom cupboard. He slowly hid inside it.

"Okay Kaufman. Tommy says you haven't been reporting about your findings and..." Suddenly he heard Kaufman's voice. "Look Ken. Why don't you sit down. I think I have something you will like." Claude slowly got out of the cupboard. He raised his head slightly. He heard a snorting sound and saw Rosenberg. He looked very much like the photo from before. He was snorting a large line of white powder. Claude hit underneath the counter. He slowly and quietly cocked his Glock. He had Kaufman all to himself.

Claude stood up and walked away from the Kitchen. "Bang your dead." He said pointing the glock at the back of Kaufman's head. Suddenly he heard an alarm. Kaufman had pressed a button underneath his seat. "I never thought I would kill two bitches. He suddenly took out an Ak-47 from underneath his seat. "So sorry but here is my message to Tommy. THIS IS MY CITY." He said while pointing the AK at Rosenberg

Back to the present.

Claude took a lite sip from the black coffee. "It felt like time stopped for a second. I felt frozen in my tracks. But soon I took the energy to do something"

Claude fired one shot directly at Kaufman. It landed in his side. He fell over slightly but then got up again. Rosenberg bolted for the elevator. Claude dived under the counter again dodging a hail of bullets. "So you knew I would come for you again you piece of sh*t?" Kaufman laughed. "Of course. I heard something about some bodyguard coming to protect Wu Zi Mu. So I suspected he would try to finish the job. But I underestimated you last time. It costed me some of my friends who you killed at the casino."

Claude felt a surge of anger. Suddenly he dived from his position. Claude yelled "Well guess what your next." He stood up. Before Kaufman could even pull the trigger Claude fired one shot at his chest. The suite had one very large window right behind Kaufman. It overlooked the fountain. Claude yelled as he continued shooting till Kaufman stumbled back to the window. Then he kicked him. Kaufman's bloody courpse flew out the window.

Claude stood there panting. He took the Glock and gunslinged it directly into his holster. "He wasn't so tough." Claude walked back to the elevator. Rosenberg was crouching hiding beside a plant. "Who are you? Are you here to kill me?" He sounded quite high and was slightly slurring. "No I just did my job." Suddenly he heard a ding from the elevator. "But you need to hide somewhere else. More guys are coming." Rosenberg stood up and ran to the kitchen. Claude took Kaufman's AK-47 out. "This is one weird day." He said to himself as he cocked the assault rifle.

January 8, 2008

Chapter 18: great balls of fire

Back to the presant

"Now I was in the casino. Ready to cap some assholes there. But remember how Mr.Grey told me that in 7 days Toni would try to beg for my help? Well he was right. You see the weirdest thing that I never expected happened"

Liberty City, Portland, Leone Mansion 18:30 PM

Joey Leone was drinking again. Toni rolled up in his mafia sentinel.

Toni was always very angry lately. He constantly yelled at Joey who was always wanting to give up on Speed's search. "Joey stop being such a pussy. HE KILLED YOUR DAD." He shouted at him constantly. All Joey did lately was drink himself to sleep lately. Toni walked up to the mansion

Over the past few months Toni did a lot of things in Liberty city. Mainly he would work out instead of enjoy his free time like he used to. He would go to the local gym or run on Sal's treadmill. Over the course of the few months he began to look like he did only a few years. Toni also went to the local ammunition to practice the shooting range.

Toni walked into the mansion. "Joey do you know where Speed is?" Joey looked over. "Oh yeah..." He was slurring greatly. "I heard some reports that he was arrested in Los Santossss" Joey fell to the floor. Toni remembered when Maria did that a few years before. When she was so high she couldn't walk. "Los Santos eh? Well I am going to go there myself. No more f*cking around and bringing dicks and pussies who can't get the job down." Toni was wearing his casual clothes. He took a Python out. "This time I will kill him myself."

Toni walked out of the Leone mansion. There were three suits outside. "Come on boys. We are going to take out the Don's killer." They nodded and went into the car with him. Toni remembered the route to the airport quite well.

Meanwhile~

Toni drove off. Joey snored on the ground with his drink spilled. Suddenly at the cop station in portland they received an unusual 911 call.

"Yes... Is this the police?" said an unfamiliar voice on the line. The police operator responded. "Yes this is portlan.." She was cut off with gunshots in the background. "Well BITCH us Leones just robbed a bank" suddenly silent bank alarm went off on the switch board. "Better hope you don't catch us."

Joey didn't notice the large amount of police cars coming. He knew nothing of a bank robbery. Toni meanwhile made it to the airport with no incident. He boarded the plane easily. Thinking to himself "When I kill Speed Joey will give the Mafia over to me. Then I will control all of Liberty City." He thought to himself smugly. Toni liked working under Sal but Joey was a bitch compared to him. Once the plane took off Joey Leone woke up with a badge in his face and 5 pistols aimed at him.

Edited January 11, 2008 by DarthTemplar

January 8, 2008

Woah, calm down buddy! I haven't read the story or anything, but even I know that you shouldn't post the chapters consecutively. At least, not within the time span you've posted. Wait a few days here and there, then post your chapters [e.g. every week or so] -- it gives people time to absorb your story and leave criticism, if any.

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