GTA Legend of Speed

[DarthTemplar]

 

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.

Yes I know. But I am getting so many chapter ideas from ordinary things that I always forget them before I even write them down. But yeah I should probably wait a few days before posting chapters

 

Anyway in regular news about the fanfic ACT 1 will end at Chapter 19. ACT 2 will start at chapter 20

[DarthTemplar]

Chapter 19: Setting up Shop

 

The elevator door opened. 3 suits rushed in. Claude fired the AK-47 at them. All three dropped to the ground. "Yo Rosenberg. Come on."

 

The elevator made it to the lobby. Claude noticed 2 other suits hiding behind pillars. Claude ran past the pillars firing upon them. Eventually Claude made it out of the casino. "Okay now lets get out of here."

 

Claude knew there would be backup. Not to mention the cops. Claude found Kaufman's body close to where his bike was. He jumped on it and revved the engine.

 

Rosenberg was still shaking when he made it to the strip. Claude stopped at the laughing clown hotel. Rosenberg got off and put his hands on his head. "Who are you? What do you want?" Claude got off as well. "Nothing. I was just sent to keep you from dying." Claude suddenly felt a rumbling in his pocket. He quickly turned his cell phone on.

 

"Claude.. It's CJ." Claude recognised him on the other line. He could hear gunshots. "Remember that protection I was promising? Well we have a bit of a problem. Some guys came here asking for you. They got a lot of smaller gangs to back them up." Claude gasped. "They tortured one of our members. They are going to come to Los Venturas." Claude shook his head vigourasly. "What should I do?" CJ sighed slightly. He heard a lot more gunshots. "Don't worry about us. We can take these guys out. But you need to get out of Los Venturas."

 

Rosenberg was closely hearing. "You need out of Los Venturas? Well I am supposed to go to Vice city." Claude closed his flip top cellphone. "If you promise not to kill me I can take you with me."

 

Claude jumped on the bike and Rosenberg jumped behind him. "Go to the airport." Claude revved the engine twice. "By the way. What is your name?" Claude smirked slightly. "Claude, Claude Speed."

 

2 hours later

 

Toni Cipriani walked down Grove Street's open area. His gang members were all around. There were only 3 of them left. "Sir. We suffered many losses. But we managed to find out that this Claude Speed isn't here." Toni felt very angry. "MOTHER f*ck. CAN'T YOU DO ANYTHING RIGHT?" Toni took his gun out and fired at the sky. He was still angry. Claude wriggled out of his fingers. "Sir there are still more Grove street members holed up inside that house." He pointed at CJ's mom's house. Toni sighed. "Pull out. Lets get out of here." Toni walked to a car and started the engine

 

San Andreas, Los Venturas, Airport

 

Claude drove the bike into a hanger. There was a large airplane inside. Rosenberg stepped off. "Okay lets go." They walked towards the plane. "Tommy lent me his private plane. It's fully decked out. The only crew on board is the pilot." Claude never really liked flying. But this was the first time on a private jet. "Okay..." Rosenberg walked up the on ramp towards the jet. Claude followed him.

 

Half an hour later the plane lifted off the ground. Claude looked out at Los Venturas. "Maybe Toni can't find me in Vice." Claude thought to himself as the plane lifted above the clouds.

 

Claude got up. He walked towards the pilot's cabin. "Who's the pilot?" The pilot turned his head. " 'names Vic Vance. At your service"

 

END OF ACT 1

 

(Little cliffhanger there)

Edited January 12, 2008 by DarthTemplar

[DarthTemplar]

ACT 2: Living in America

 

Chapter 20: Arrival

 

Brenda stood up. She took her folder out. Claude noticed she wrote more then 10 pages. "Well I have run out of paper." She walked into the door that she went through before.

 

Claude took this little break to check himself. He walked towards the window and looked at his reflection in it. He looked practically the same as he always did. Always needing a shave or a haircut. Claudes Leather jacket felt the same as it did... that day. Claude suddenly felt pain in his head. But he shrugged it off. He looked around. Claude dug his hands in his pockets and felt something. He pulled out a slip of paper

 

On it was a name. "Sarah" Then there was a phone number bellow it. Sarah? he thought to himself. Who was Sarah again? It felt connected to Vice City somehow.

 

A man came through the door. He was in a dark suit. "Brenda has a few errands to run. She left me in charge to hear your story." He took out a pen and a large stack of paper. Claude sat in the chair and sighed. "Well it continued like this..."

Vice City, Escobar International. 09:22 AM.

 

Claude awoke in his seat. He felt nausea and Get lag. Claude groaned and looked around. He was still in the plane. Claude walked over to the pilots cabin. Rosenberg was snoring in his seat still.

 

Victor Vance was piloting the plane. His head was completely bald and he really needed a shave. Claude noticed the co-pilot's seat empty so he sat in it.

 

"So whats your story?" Vic shrugged. "I was in the army once. But I got kicked out. I built this gang with my brother till I left town. So my brother used some money to help my sick brother Pete." Claude felt as if this story had a lot of emotion tied to it. "... So I left town. My gang revolved around drugs. I did deals for assholes and pricks and my family crumbled beneath me. So when I left town my brother and Pete began to use some of the drugs I still had. So he decided to sell it to some mafia guys. However Pete was killed in the action. When Lance told me he said to lie low for a few months. The next thing I know I see on the news that this guy I worked with before named Diaz was killed in his mansion by my brother and this guy named Tommy. But he paid the cops off and got off on bail." Claude noticed that his brother worked with Tommy.

 

"So I went back to Vice. I went to this Tommy guy. We became close friends after a while. " Vic looked quite old. He looked like he was in his late thirties or early fourties. Claude put his hands in his pockets. "My story is full of holes." Vic laughed slightly.

 

Claude could see the airstrip. He noticed that Vic drove the plane like he did it all his life. "How did you learn to fly?" Vic shrugged. "Experience mostly. My brother did a little flying and he showed me."

 

Soon the plane landed on the airstrip. Claude walked out of the plane. His eyes took a long time to adjust to the sharp sun rays. "Florida is this hot?" The climate was quite warm. Claude felt very hot in his shirt. Claude then remembered he left his Jacket and pants at Cj's house.

 

Rosenberg slowly followed Claude outside. He looked very hung over. "Well I have to get to Tommy's." Rosenberg finally noticed Claude. "Why don't you check Vice out a while. I have to go to Tommy and sort things out. In a few days i'll call you." Claude felt slightly abandoned. But he did want to check Vice out. He heard quite good things about it. Vic walked off the plane into the sun. His bright blue shirt and jeans looked like they came from the 80's.

 

Claude walked out of the airport building. He could see dozens of taxi's driving and dropping off passengers. "Well now. What should I do now?" Claude said out loud as he walked towards a taxi.

[DarthTemplar]

Chapter 21: Vendetta

 

Toni Cipriani was on a plane back to liberty City. He had no more leads. He was dead. The only thing left to do was report back to Joey. Toni liked to fly. He jacked his headphones inside a phone jack. He was listening to Deep Purple when he was interrupted.

 

"We apologies for this broadcast. But we are currently landing in Liberty City" Toni sighed. Finally he thought to himself

 

When the plane landed in Liberty Toni taxied back to Sal's mansion. He began to walk up the road to his mansion when he heard something. He ran to the mansion where he saw a man in a suit begin shoving a sign infront of the mansion. It read in big letters "FOR SALE"

 

Toni's life revolved around the mansion before. Toni walked up to the man. "What the hell is going on? This is the Leone's mansion." The suit laughed. "That's ancient history. Don't you watch the news? The f*cker who was the "Don" got arrested. Then the police car he was in blew up." Toni felt angry. Angry at himself that he wasn't there. But mostly that he let his anger for Speed destroy the Leones. "... After that the police siezed all the assets. So they are selling this place off. You do not know how much of the town the Leones owned." Toni groaned. He did. He seized half of it his first year as Sal's Capo.

 

Toni walked back to the street. He saw pedestrians walking down streets. Gawking at why he was at that "Old place." Toni walked to a nearby street light. He sat down on the sidewalk and put his head in his hands. He needed time to think but he couldn't think of anything.

 

1 Hour later

 

Toni eventually made it to his Stauton Safe house. Toni moved out of his Mom's restaurant a few days before. He went back to his stauton safe house. He needed time to think on what to do. Along the way he saw a few suits he worked with. Honest hard working guys. They were dressed not in their expensive tailor made suits. But in overalls and t-shirts.

 

Toni walked inside the safe house. There was a thin layer of dust covering everything. He walked to the sofa in front of the TV and sat down. He reached for the remote and turned the TV on.

 

"And now time for presidential elections. Mayor Miles O Donovan is going for reelection currently. But in recent voting poles it is seen that a candidate that O Donovan ran up against before Mr. Donald Love is leading in votes." Toni was shocked. He didn't head that Donald was running again. It showed two meters. They both had pictures of who it represented. Donald's meter was 3x bigger then O Donovan's. "Love promises the Ferry system will be reinstated. He promises he will expand Liberty City's area. Which includes the area around Shoreside vale. Mr. Love states he has received funding from the world wide enterprise the Ziabatsu corporation in Japan to build a hotel called Lost Heaven. The hotel shall include various shops and even a mini mall inside it. Complete with a car dealer ship specializing in cars from the Miabatsu the sister corporation with Ziabatsu. More at 11." Toni switched off the Tv. There was only one person he could think of seeing right now. He got off the couch and walked out of the building

[DarthTemplar]

Chapter 22: Dusk to dawn

 

Toni drove to the Love building. He went there quite a few times a few years before to do jobs with his friend Donald Love. He was a Necrophiliac and a cannable. If the public knew of what he did Donald would be finished. Claude did jobs for him as well. But he mysteriously disappeared after his last job.

 

Toni walked into Donald Love's private suite. Donald was sitting next at a large table. Licking the meat off some ribs. When he noticed Toni he lit up. "Toni Cipriani. Long time no see." Toni walked to where his seat was. "Hello Donald. Have you heard about my gang?" Donald stopped scarfing down the carcass and turned around. "Yes about Salvatore and about the Leone's. I am sorry Toni." Toni smirked. "You don't need to be sorry. I guess I have to blame myself. But you don't have any problems. Your going to be mayor." Donald got up finally. "Yes I am. I owe it to many people Toni. Like my mentor Avery." He said while licking his lips. "But mostly to you Toni. You saved my life many times. I would not be here if it wasn't for you." Toni laughed. "You would have been mayor years ago if it wasn't for me." Donald chuckled slightly. "Anyway Toni why are you here?"

 

1 hour later

 

"So I went to Los Santos to hunt the son of a bitch down. But then when I came back The mafia was busted." Donald looked as if he was staring into space. "Well thats quite a problem. But Toni I know of this Claude Speed. He did a few jobs for me." Toni was generally surprised. "Really? Well would you know where he went?" Donald shrugged. "I could check my sources." Donald walked to a phone on a counter. "Yes... I am trying to find a Claude Speed?" Meanwhile Toni looked through Donalds very large window. It over looked much of Liberty City. Toni fell to his knees. There was nothing left for him in Liberty. His mom died a few months before from a heart attack. Salvatore Leone his mentor was dead. His bitch boy son Joey was dead. Luigi his best friend was dead. Micky was dead to. Most of them were gunned down by Speed. Toni felt angry at Claude. But then an idea surfaced. Donald walked towards Toni. "Well your in luck Antonio." Toni stood up. "Really? You know where Speed is?" Donald nodded. "One of my sources says that he was spotted going to Vice city." Toni began to walk out. "Where are you going Toni?" Toni turned around. "Vice city." Toni quickly walked out of Love's building. Determined to head to the airport.

[Oxidizer]

Just read the latest chapter you posted. It's pretty good and I'm surprised others haven't commented much. Shame on them!

 

Anyway, I'll try and keep track of this, as Claude Speed's one of my favorite characters and it looks like you've got yourself a decent story. Now I say try because, for reasons unknown, it takes me a while to really get into fanfics. Which I feel guilty about, seeing as they're the things that got me started as far as writing goes.

 

So yeah, wicked stuff mate!

[DarthTemplar]

Just read the latest chapter you posted. It's pretty good and I'm surprised others haven't commented much. Shame on them!

 

Anyway, I'll try and keep track of this, as Claude Speed's one of my favorite characters and it looks like you've got yourself a decent story. Now I say try because, for reasons unknown, it takes me a while to really get into fanfics. Which I feel guilty about, seeing as they're the things that got me started as far as writing goes.

 

So yeah, wicked stuff mate!

Thanks a lot. But believe me ACT 2 isn't going to be as interesting as ACT 4 and 5 are. Thats when things really start heating up.

 

 

[Oxidizer]

Wicked! I'll be waiting for that.

[DarthTemplar]

Sorry for the inactivity. I was sick

 

Chapter 23: Tourism

 

After about three hours Claude felt he got the jist of the city. He knew most of the short cuts in and out of the city. The sun was blazing overhead at around noon and Claude felt he needed at least shelter before dark. He recalled his earlier trip to Carcer city with Catalina a few years before.

 

Claude drove down to ocean beach. He found a hotel known as the OCEAN VIEW. Claude slowly walked in

 

The hotel was quite popular. There were dozens of people inside. Claude walked to the front desk. "Yeah I need a room." The desk guy looked up at him. "We do have one suite left. It once belonged to Tommy Vercetti. However it is one of our most expen..." Claude took out his wallet and placed some money on the table. He still had a lot of cash.

 

Claude walked up the stairs and into the room. He stared at a poster on the wall and noticed the figure looked surprisingly familiar. Claude took out his cellphone and punched CJ's contact in.

 

"Hey CJ. No time to chit chat. I need you to send my suitcase express to Vice city at the Ocean View hotel." Cj spoke in agreement. Claude needed his leather jacket here. There was no telling how cold it could get in winter

 

~~Meanwhile~~

 

Toni Cipriani walked out of the airport. He quickly ran to a pay phone. "Donald do you know where in Vice Speed is?" Donald quickly shuffled on the other line. "My sources say he was last seen a few minutes ago entering the ocean view hotel." Toni hung the phone up and hailed a taxi.

 

Claude walked out of the hotel. He noticed someone parked a Faggio across the street. "Isn't that an antique?" He ran to it and started the engine. He quickly revved it and drove down the street. Pausing at a local Binco. He walked inside the clothing shop. There was a large poster on the window out front. "Summer blow out sale."

 

Claude looked around at the clothes. They had tie dye shirts and camo shorts. Claude slowly looked at all the shirts until he saw one that appealed to him. Claude found a black button down collared shirt with a Grim Reaper logo on the front. There was a wording under the picture saying "The Angel of Death." Claude took the shirt and looked around once more. He noticed a pair of jeans that appealed to him. They were bleached blue and were rolled up at the ends. Claude took the jeans and looked around for shoes

 

Claude walled over to a shoe isle. They had multiple designs but Claude chose a simple pair. He chose a pair of dark black shoes with blue laces.

 

After ringing the clothes up Claude drove back to the hotel. Deciding to go to sleep and wait until Rosenberg would call

 

[DarthTemplar]

Chapter 24: The Nemesis

 

Claude walked into his room and sat down in a chair. There was a miniature TV in a corner. He turned it on. It went to the news

 

"Election fever grips Liberty City today. The votes are being tallied as we speak. The new mayor will be revealed later today." Claude forgot who was running for mayor. He left Liberty before they announced the candidates. Claude sighed and took his cell phone into his hands. He quickly dialed a number Rosenberg gave him earlier. "Hey Ken you need something done?" Claude could hear cocaine snorting on the other end.

 

"Yeah actually. Some guy at the malibu needs some of our help. Get down there." Claude hung up and stood up. Then Claude heard something. He listened at the door.

 

~~Meanwhile~~

 

Toni Cipriani walked inside the Ocean View. He was wearing his casual clothing and had a glock 17 in his hand. He walked up to the main desk. "Excuse me. I am looking for a Claude Speed." The man at the desk looked up. "I am sorry but we are unable to disclose that information." Toni pointed his Glock at the man's head and shot him. "Disclose that." Toni ran up the stairs. He fired at the ceiling of the hallway. "SPEED COME OUT WHEREVER YOU ARE."

 

Claude almost opened the door. But he wasn't armed. He would be no match for Toni and his gun. He would have to play hide and seek with him.

 

Claude opened his door. Then he strategically hid "I'm right here Toni"

[DarthTemplar]

Chapter 25: Art Deco

 

Back to the present

 

The suit casually kept writing down what Claude said. Claude sighed silently and stood up. He walked to the window and peered out of it again. Rain had begun to streak on it.

 

Vice City, Ocean Beach, Ocean View Hotel

 

Toni Cipriani bursted through Claude's hotel room door. But Claude was no where to be seen. He pointed his weapon at much of the room. "Where the f*ck are you?" Claude meanwhile was hiding behind the door. He stood up and jumped on Toni. Toni began to stumble and fall to the ground. Claude fell ontop of him and began to wrestle the Glock out of his hands. He eventually pointed the gun at him.

 

"So it's come to this." Claude said pointing it at his head.

 

1 Hour Later

 

Toni awoke duct taped to a chair. His hands and feet were completely wrapped around the chair. Claude was watching Tv. Claude noticed Toni's state. "So mr. big is awake." Toni looked quite angry. "Speed untie me." Claude shrugged. He took out Toni's Glock and pointed it at him. "You know I could blow your head off as well. Lets see how this goes." Toni smirked slightly. "You won't kill me. You would have done that already."

 

"True that. You know Toni a man told me that around this time you would beg for my help. So did you come here to kill me or ask me for help?" Toni suddenly looked less serious. "Well actually I did come here for help. Your the only one I know that can help me get my gang back up." Claude walked up to Toni's chair and quickly cut his duct tape off. "Get out of here Toni." Toni ran out of Claude's hotel room. Claude took Toni's glock and placed it in his pant's pocket. Then he started to go down the stairs

 

At street level Claude jacked a Stallion and began to drive to the Malibu. Hoping he wasn't late as it was. Toni's voice constantly rang in his head. He wondered what Toni would do now.

[poikly]

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