BUYG: Build Up Your Gang

[Cadbury911]

"Hello, Burger Shot, what would you like?"

"Drive-by!" shouted AK. They all ducked for cover as the Ballas shot at them.

"Uh that isn't on the list sir"

"I know we shouldn't of painted Aztecas OG's on my car!" sighed Scoose.

"Shut up and shoot Ese!" AK screamed back.

 

He drove side-by-side with the Ballas car. Scoose shot the tire with his gun and the car span out of control, hit an oncoming truck and blew up.

 

After a quick breather, AK drove back to the Lowrider meet to chill out.

"We gotta get revenge on these Balla bingas!" exclaimed Cesar.

"Yeah I agree, they wrecked my Hermes!" replied AK. "Shut up" said Scoose. "Tomorrow, all of us will of us attack Glen Park" said Cesar Get a good night's sleep and meet me at my house 10:00 AM sharp.

 

To be continued...

Edited October 29, 2007 by Cadbury911

[johnson.]

@grim reaper22: $29,

 

@dxk: no.

 

@TheTank: Add'dd

 

@Cadburry911: 17$, not a bad first story. add more lenght to it.

[TheTank]

A question: Now I'm making my first story up, but hope it doesn't matter If I use a gun I'm not supposed to have? I know it reads on the rules, but Cadbury used Tec9?

[johnson.]

A question: Now I'm making my first story up, but hope it doesn't matter If I use a gun I'm not supposed to have? I know it reads on the rules, but Cadbury used Tec9?

Get rid of the weapon before the story ends

[TheTank]

The Beginning...

 

Mikhail was driving towards San Fierro with his black Sentinel to see his cousin Vlad. He was wondering what the heck was going on, when Vlad called him. He heard screaming and gunshots from the phone and Vlad shouted him to come to SF as fast as possible, to marina to be exact. When he arrived he saw Vlad and other Mafia members shooting at an alley with their 9mm behind their Sentinels. He saw some Mafia members lying dead on the ground. When he arrived, he did an cool 180 turn and barricaded the car with the others, and jumped out of the car next to Vlad. "What the hell is going on?!" asked Mikhail, "We were driving to a meet when those Da Nang bastards attacked us!" answered Vlad, "We have no f*cking idea what they are up to!" he continued. "Why didn't You bring the backup?!" Vlad asked, "What backup? You said nothing!" answered Mikhail. "I didn't? ...fuk... Well, here's a gun, it's only a 9mm, but should do!". Mikhail grabbed the gun from Vlads hand, then took his Nokia from his pocket and called for his guys from Santos. Then he started shooting at the Nang boys!

 

Few minutes later backup arrived, with Sentinels, of course. Mafia boys started to shoot more powerfully with their new backup, and they could go and push Nang boys at the back of the alley. They started moving ahead, Mafia boys had an advantage of 5 men, and Nang boys started running away, escaping, and some of them surrendered. The last of them were killed. Cops sirens could be heared from mile away, they would be here in no time. Five of Nang boys surrendered, they were taken with them. They took the Nang boys to Grey Imports, LS. Three of them were shot, into head. Two taken as prisoners. They were going to make them crack as cookies, and make them tell what Da Nang boys were up to. Mikhail went outside the warehouse, lighted up a sigarette, and enjoyed it. Vlad came minute later, "Can I have my Colt back?" Vlad asked. "Sure thing, cous", Mikhail handed the 9mm back to his cousin. "I have a little job for You, take care of the three bodies." Vlad said, "They are already in the trunk of that red Sentinel, do whatever You want." Mikhail nodded, and walked at the car, got inside and drove at the car wrecking station.

[johnson.]

@TheTank: Damn those DaNangBoys, nice little first story. 31$

 

edit: ohh and i see you spying on us Ottae, sign up.

[Ottae]

Hehe, ok.

 

I'll take the High Roller for The Sinaccos please

[johnson.]

@Ottae: Sintacos it is, add'dd

 

Duffel Bag Boy

 

"Thats the van right there" Adam pointed out. A Rumpo pulled into the parking lot of the diner. I cocked the 9mm. The others began pre-pairing there weapons. Tony passed the blunt to me, and took a long toke. The Van parked near the back, about 4 spaces from ours. I starred at the clock, 7:47.

"If something happens, you know were probably gonna have to shoot back... And probably kill someone." i said. There was a long silence

"doesn't matter, we go wave the guns around, they ask questions we pop them punks, take the van and were outta here." adam replied

"take the van to the safe house in Staunton" i said. i looked at the time again, 7:50. I looked back at the Van, two men stood outside from it. One began to walk towards the dinner. The other stood outside smoking a cigarett.

"Adam, Tony, you two walk around back. I'll handle this guy." I said. They got out the car and crept along back of the cars. I got out of the drivers seat and strolled over to the guy smoking. I could see Adam and Tony already behind the Rumpo. I walked up behind the guy, he looked to be in his 20's. He didn't seem to notice my presence.

"excuse me.... do you have the time?" i asked. pulling the 9MM from my waist and aiming it directly to the back of his head. He turned around and walked into the barrel of the gun.

"Give up the keys, before i pop one in your brain and take them from you myself" i said calmly.

"uhh uhh.... hehere" the guy said in a frantic voice. I could see Adam and Tony walking up the sides of the Rumpo, i tossed the keys to Adam. Adam got into the drivers seat and started the van.

"good...." i mumbled, i noticed Tony look into the back and suddenly a huge smile crossed his face.

 

They started moving the van out of the parking lot. My gun still to this mans head. I looked at him handed him a 5$ bill.

"Take this, go inside and order yourself a coffee." i demanded

"o..oookay" the guy stuttered, i quickly started walking to my car. I put the 9mm back to my waist line. I got into my Sentinal and drove out of that parking lot post haste.

 

I drove into the underground garage of the safe house. Tony and Adam already unloading the goods of the Van. I walked up to the back. The van was stocked full of bags. I quickly grabbed one and backed up from the van. I set it down on the ground and checked the merchandise. There were bags marked with the number 100 on it filled with pills. I glanced back at the truck. There must have atleast been close to 80 duffel bags in there. I looked back in the bag i emptied what was left. 40 Ziplock bags... i quickly calculated in my head. 40 ziplock bags... 100 pills, 4000 pills per duffel bag... 320000 PILLS!

"Did you check these bags?" Adam said tossing a bag beside me.

"those a filled with cash... i havent counted it all up yet. But they look like they're 10's and 20's used." he explained. There was a long silence.

"... It's to bad Joey isnt here to celebrate this." i mumbled. adams cell phone began to ring.

I began to help unload the truck.

"a new club? where at? they're looking for some pills? well we just got a whole truck load of them. i could sell you 4000 for $10,000. alright i'll send them over." adam said, closing his phone

"Yo nick, take this bag. Head over to the Redlight District theres a club. Sex Club 7, It's just re-opened i guess. I don't know. But theres a guy, his names Sergio. He's gonna hook us up with ten grand for this duffel bag, we'll finish unloading the truck" adam explained

"alright, sounds good." I grabbed one of the duffel bags. And walked back to my car. I sat in the seat for a moment, was trying to let this all sink in. I started the car and turned on the radio, ironicly Duffel Bag Boy by Lil Wayne was playing i turned the radio on even louder and peeled out of the underground garage.

 

I was feeling a bit edgy coming back to Portland so soon. I looked at my 9mm sitting in the passangers seat with the duffel bag. I drove through the Redlight District slowly, trying to spot any shady figures. I pulled up to the club grabbed the 9 and tossed the duffel bag over my shoulder. I stepped out of the car and walked to the back of the club. The building was shaking from the techno beat that was being played inside. I knocked on the back door and stepped back. The door flung open, and a large bodybuilder motioned for me to come in.

I entered the club, and young fellow walked up to me.

"You the guy for the X?" the man asked, i nodded.

"follow me into my office" the man turned and opened a metal door. there was only a light in the center of the room with a wooden table in middle of the room. Two briefcases lay on the table, open. They were filled with cash. I sat the duffel bag down inbetween the briefcases. The man quickly opened up the bag and checked the merchandise. I looked at the bills, i took a stack from the pile. Took a bill and raised it to the light. They were real.

"$4,000 cash, just like you asked." the man said, examining a pill.

"Out of everyone i called tonight, you guys were selling the cheapest. Why is that?" he asked

"Alot of drugs are being sold cheap now.We just had to... find our sources." i replied

"hmm.... what ever" the man said, throwing the pill down his throat.

"well i got other things to tend to, if i require anything else i'll call you" he said, motioning for the body builder to grab the duffel bag. I grabbed the metal briefcases and made my way outside.

 

I switched lanes on the bridge. My cell phone started to ring. I checked to see who was calling. It was Adam.

"Yo man..." adam greeted

"Yo" i replied

"you get that cash?" he asked

"yea i got it, the dude was real f*cking weird" i said

"yo joey called... the news was right. the cops got him, but its just some petty charge. He should be back in Liberty tommorow."adam said

"thats good news" i replied

"Yea, he told me that he has a job for us tommorow when he gets back...." adam explained

"doing what?" i questioned

"he's got a few cars he needs... he was hoping we can get them for him" he said

"alright sounds good, im about 5 minutes away from home. i'll be there in a bit" i said

"alright peace" said adam

Edited October 29, 2007 by johnson.

[Ottae]

 

Introduction

 

After Johnny Sindacco's death in 1992, a new leader for the Sindacco Family Mafia in Las Venturas was made. Under the direction of Don Paulie Sindacco in Liberty City, Marco Santerelli took over control of the High Roller casino in Las Venturas leaving the Sindacco's tainted past of Calligula's Casino behind them.

 

Under New Management:

 

Marco Santerelli stepped out of his dark grey Mafia Sentinel and glanced upwards at the big black sign which read "The High Roller".

 

"Not too shabby 'ey boss?" asked Jimmy Lorossi.

 

"Not too shabby at all Jimmy, it's amazing what a game of poker and a bit of muscle can get you." replied Marco, who was now looking at the two blue tinted buildings of his new casino.

 

"Poker?" Jimmy responded, confused. "Oh, that was the original plan weren't it? That fell through the minute one of them mother f*ckers decided that messing with biggest mafia was a neat idea."

 

"Sure did, come on, let's have a look inside." The two men marched up towards the escalator and stood on the cold steel steps as they ascended towards their new business opportunity.

 

They got to the door and Jimmy pulled it open for Marco. Both men walked in and casually made their way to the information desk, looking around as they went. Marco spoke first as they stood infront of a small blonde woman who was sitting down and flicking through a glossy magazine while polishing her nails.

 

"Excuse me, could you show me to my office?" The girl looked flummoxed and just stared at the tall dark haired man in front of her. She put away her nail file and her magazine.

 

"Err, who might you be sir?" replied the girl, nervously.

 

"I'm your new boss...Kelly" answered Marco as he glanced at her name tag. "Now please, where's the Manager's office?"

 

"If you'd just like to take a seat sir, I'll ask the manager if he's expecting you." Kelly started walking towards the door behind her but was stopped by Jimmy's rough voice.

 

"He's expecting us, but he don't want us to come. Ya' see, The Sindaccos, that's us, have taken over management here sweetheart. So you show us to our new office or things is gonna get ugly you hear?"

 

"I don't want any trouble!" Kelly whimpered, waving her hands in front of her. "Come on through, Mr?"

 

"Santerelli, Marco Santerelli and this is Jimmy Lorossi" Jimmy lifted his trilby and inch towards Kelly who was now white as a sheet.

 

The trio proceeded down a long grey corridor with doors on either side. They stopped outside a brown door with a wooden plinthe which read "T. Madison". Kelly brought a fist up and was just about to knock when Jimmy pushed down the handle and marched in, followed by Marco and reluctantly, by Kelly.

 

"Th-"

 

"We're the Sindaccos, remember us?" Marco said, interrupting Kelly and waking Mr. Madison up with a start.

 

"Wuh, what is the meaning of this?!" Madision roared, standing to his feet.

 

"You're not so hot at poker huh? That's why instead of trying to keep your casino the humane way, you had to resort to violence and that ain't a good idea." Jimmy replied.

 

"I'm sorry to say Mr. Madison, you're attempt to ambush our men failed, leaving you with 10 less men and 1 less casino. Now get out before we throw you out." Marco hissed.

 

Thomas Madison sat frozen to his seat, wide eyed. He couldn't believe his plan had failed and now, all he could do was leave, go to his summer house in Vice City and make a living on the small fortune in his bank account. Without a word, Madison stood up, walked over to his closet and pulled out a couple of empty cardboard boxes. He placed them on the floor and emptied the contents of his drawers into the boxes, taking all his treasured memories with him.

 

He started towards the door and stopped. The two mafia men looked at each other, smirking slightly and then back at the pale faced old man in front of them. Madison dropped his boxes and walked back to his desk, picking up the microphone. He pushed the button and a message rang through the casino like a cold shiver.

 

"Ladies and Gentleman, The High Roller is under new management."

Edited October 29, 2007 by Ottae

[johnson.]

@Ottae: Classic first story, 74$. Keep em coming chief.

[Cadbury911]

Could we buy a Marijuana Farm please?

[grim reaper22]

"a way to make money"

 

So me,deli,frieght,real bugger,ghoul and chulo were goin' to make some money.Deli's cous "hambergur" told us one way to make money was to"rob the ballas."I didn't even think he knew who ballas were but he gave me a molotov and told us to check out there crack den.We got there and we all split into hiding spots;deli hid in a bush,real bugger hid behind the ballas car,ghoul and me hid under there window and chulo waited in the get away car.I lit up the molotov and threw it threw the window.Within minutes those ballas b*tches were running out,cash un there hands,so all we had to do was steal it off them.When 1 got into there car real bugger punched him in the face and he was out.Me and ghoul ran with the money to the car and got into the back seat.Deli went to the ballas car and hotwired it with real bugger,then they folowed us.Chulo was just speeding down that road trying to get to the tracks.Sure enough,two ballas cars come outta nowhere and start blasting us from the back,chulo turned a hard right into the tracks and deli with the ballas car did the same.Those ballas hit the edge but kept chasing on,then we all heard a "choo choooooo"chulo saw the train and switched lanes,so did deli,but those ballas didn't and BAM!!!!!!!!!!!!They went flying back.We saw those buggers gettin' out.Me and chulo started laughing bad man!Then chulo went off the tracks and to the hideout.The next day we finally had enough money to get guns,but while we were talking we saw a ballas car drive-up and i screamed "DRIVE-BY!''We all headed for cover then they blasted by us and shot out our tires to my rimington,but no one was hurt.I rushed to the car and deli said,"we gotta get those b*tches back man"

"yeah,let's get some guns so we can kill those pen****'s!"

"yeah they f*ucked up my car,now i f*ck them up!"...

[grim reaper22]

could we buy molotovs?

[johnson.]

@Los Aztecas:That will leave you guys with 20$. Try and message me with your purchases. And choose only 1 of you to message me.

 

@Grim Reaper22: 22$

Edited October 29, 2007 by johnson.

[grim reaper22]

yo cadburry pm me for the purcheses then i'll tell johnson.

[Cadbury911]

10:00 AM Glen Park.

The bloodthirsty Aztecas pulled up in their Remingtons. The Ballas were nowhere to be seen.

"Later homie" came a voice from one of the houses. A Balla was leaving someones house. The Aztecas ducked behind their Remingtons. The stray Balla was joining a group near the pond.

"Lets roll" whispered Cesar. They creaped up behind the Ballas and ducked their heads underwater until they floated to the top of the water. "Nice work Eses" said Cesar. Scoose noticed blood in the pond.

"Ceez, there's blood in the pond" said Scoose. That was unusual. You don't draw blood when you get drowned. Suddenly he noticed AK on the floor, his face bleeding. AK turned over and the Aztecas noticed he had a large, bloody scar on his face.

"Motherf*ckers" said AK. "One slashed at me with a knife... my face is killing me" Cesar took his top off and put it on AK's face. "Here, put this on your face, it'll help until we get back."

They got back into their cars and cruised around looking for Ballas. After a while of searching, they went past Grove Street. They could hear gunshots. The Aztecas got out of their cars and saw the Grove Street Families and the Ballas were having a war.

[Cadbury911]

Okay check and check. I'll message Grim in future.

[Cadbury911]

Would it be possible to buy Pier 69 if we had enough cash?

[johnson.]

No. Please, stop double posting. And PM me with any questions.

[Cadbury911]

Okay sorry.

[Cadbury911]

10:00 AM Glen Park.

The bloodthirsty Aztecas pulled up in their Remingtons. The Ballas were nowhere to be seen.

"Later homie" came a voice from one of the houses. A Balla was leaving someones house. The Aztecas ducked behind their Remingtons. The stray Balla was joining a group near the pond.

"Lets roll" whispered Cesar. They creaped up behind the Ballas and ducked their heads underwater until they floated to the top of the water. "Nice work Eses" said Cesar. Scoose noticed blood in the pond.

"Ceez, there's blood in the pond" said Scoose. That was unusual. You don't draw blood when you get drowned. Suddenly he noticed AK on the floor, his face bleeding. AK turned over and the Aztecas noticed he had a large, bloody scar on his face.

"Motherf*ckers" said AK. "One slashed at me with a knife... my face is killing me" Cesar took his top off and put it on AK's face. "Here, put this on your face, it'll help until we get back."

They got back into their cars and cruised around looking for Ballas. After a while of searching, they went past Grove Street. They could hear gunshots. The Aztecas got out of their cars and saw the Grove Street Families and the Ballas were having a war.

Please rate, I have to go in 20 minutes and I messaged Reaper to buy us a Desert Eagle when you have reviewed my story so please.

[TheTank]

The DaNang thang, part 1.

 

Vlad saw Mikhail curve out of the warehouse yard with the red Sentinel. He finished his smoke and walked back in. "Victor! What did they say?" Vlad asked. Victors answer "They said that they though that we have been scooping their neihbourhoods for sometime to take them over." "I see... Kill the guys, and make Nicolai take care of them. We will wait for Mikhail, and ask for his opinion what we should do with what happened today." Vlad answered. Few minutes later Mikhail walks back inside the warehouse. "So, what were they up to?" *blam blam* The two Nang boys fall dead on the floor. Vlad answers "Nang boys thought we have been scooping their hoods for a time. We have only driven through their hoods to get to the meets. Those f*ckers are suspicious!" Nicolai drags the bodies into a big box. "We need somekind of a plan. We need some AK-47's for backup. Then we will get some guys from Las Venturas. I've heard Nang boys have an meet every monday at the cargo ship in Easter basin." Mikhail says. "Sounds like a plan to me, so monday at 12 am we shall pay for our comrades!" Vlad answers...

 

 

The story is really small, sorry for that. I'm taking a touch in this storywriting thing, I'm pretty new in it. But, Mafia needs 'Ks to get their revenge. Possible to buy them? We have 131$ money if I have understood right.

 

I think the upcoming stories will be longer.

 

EDIT: Cadbury, could You stop doubleposting? It's really annoying, use the EDIT-button instead.

Edited October 29, 2007 by TheTank

[johnson.]

@Cadburry911: 21$

 

@TheTank: Yea, try and make the stories more lengthy. I take it you want an AK-47? 28$

[Cadbury911]

It aint your thread.

[TheTank]

@TheTank: Yea, try and make the stories more lengthy. I take it you want an AK-47? 28$

Yeah, AK is what I want I assume it's only for one guy to use? So the whole gang can't use it? I will make the second part longer. Though, it will take time xD

 

@Cadbury, no it ain't but still it's really annoying for all the readers of the topic.

[grim reaper22]

yo could we get a desert eagle?

[Oblivionz]

The Way I Live

 

"Hey, Anton", Joseph said to me, taking a hit off his cigarette.

"What's up? What do you really want me to do? I know you're not just acting friendly because you can.", I replied.

"Gah. Anton, I need some help. I'm in for it this time, I f*cked with the wrong people.", he said, nervously.

"The whole Cartel is in for it this time, and you're asking me for help with personal problems? Get over it.", I snapped.

"f*ck you.", he whispered, and walked away.

 

I sat back down, mumbling to myself, getting lost in thought, and just as quickly as that had happened, I was interrupted by my cell phone ringing.

The caller ID read "Unknown Number", so I decided to not answer it. That was my strictly business cell phone, I only had it so someone in the Cartel could contact me at a moment's notice. They knew not to call privately, I had warned them that I wouldn't answer if they did, so it couldn't of been someone from the Cartel.

Besides, I was busy. I wasn't in the mood to talk, not after talking to Joseph, anyway.

The phone repeated to ring, and ring, so I turned it off, and hopped into an empty cartel cruiser parked outside of the mansion.

 

Turning the ignition and putting the car into drive, I slammed the gas pedal to the floor, squealing tires as I drove off, grabbing the shotgun hidden in all cartel cruisers under the back passenger's seat, checking to see how many shells were in it. There were only two in there, not enough for what I had planned. I fumbled around in the cruiser, and found what I had been looking for. A weapons stash. I found two colt .45's, a tec 9, and a box of shells for this shotgun. I had enough guns to suit up a SWAT team for now. Driving through Staunton Island, I hit the brakes immediately. Just what I wanted, three members of the yakuza standing unarmed. I got out of the car, walking up behind them, and elbowed one in the back of the neck, pulling out a colt, and aiming it at the nearest Yakuza member.

 

"Get in the cruiser, you filthy f*cks.", I warned them, "Before I blow your heads off."

"Never!" the other two yelled, in their japanese accent.

"Have it your way", I said calmly, putting a hole in one of the yakuza member's heads, and two holes in ones stomach.

I kept one hostage, throwing him into the back seat of the cartel cruiser violently, punching and kicking whenever I felt necessary, or when I plain wanted to. I cleared the weapons from the back seat into the front passenger seat, just in case he wanted to try and pull a quick one on me. It wasn't going to happen.

I started the cruiser back off, and sped off to an unknown destination, thinking of where I was going to go out loud, not bothering to keep my thoughts inside my head.

Edited October 29, 2007 by Oblivionz

[johnson.]

The 'NEW' Leone Family

 

I turned the car engin off. But left the radio playing, Adam was sitting in the passengers seat puffin on a blunt. It was 2:30, we were parked infront of Joey's Garage waiting for him to get back. A Taxi pulled up infront of the garage. A darkhaired, Joey Leone got out of the back. I got out of the car and strolled over to Joey who was unlocking the Door to his Garage.

"what up joey" i greeted

"not a whole lot kid" he replied. We entered the dim lit garage.

"been a few months since iv come to this place, buisness was getting pretty bad. ever since pop died. i'm bringing it back though. got a few plans." Joey explained

"what do you have in mind?" i questioned

"well there have been a few new garages that have popped up in and around Portland. The family has really grown apart. Only a few are still around, but i'll tell you more about that later." he said.

"I got a list of cars i need you two to get me, around 4-5 cars. Bring them back here, i'll have my boys clean it up. Ya hear?" Joey asked. I nodded my head as Joey handed me a piece of paper with 5 car names writting on it.

"come back later, i'v got other buisness to tell you about" Joey said.

 

I walked out of the garage and onto the streets of Trenton. I lit up a cigar and walked over to my car.

"what cars does he want?" adam asked

"Well first on the list is a Banshee" i said

"i know just the place to get one of those, some schmuck over in Wichita Gardens owes me a bit of cash. dumb f*cking fiend. He owns some blue Banshee. Anyway we'll head over there, bust his balls and come back with his car." adam said while getting in the passenger seat.

 

Pulling into the Projects of Wichita Gardens, i checked my side to see if i still had my 9mm strapped in its holster. It was closing in on 6:00 and from what i remember, Wichita Gardens wasn't that safest place at night. Alot of street gangs ran around these streets. From what i could see sitting in the parking lot. A few young black teens were standing, hogging up the street corner. Me and Adam both got out of the car.

"You wait out here, if you hear guns pop off. Rush to the 3rd floor apartment 12." Adam said

"aight" i nodded. I put a rum cigarello in my mouth and lit it up. Leaning against the car. Adam entered the building and rang up the apartment from the buzzer. I looked around, noticed the car Adam was talking about. The blue Banshee, sat in the parking lot a few cars over from mine. My cell phone began to ring. Adam was calling me from inside the building.

"Yo man, this guys here for sure, his names Tyrell. But they wont let me through the door, he's making a run for it i'm sure." adam said

"Where are you?" i asked

"third floor, coming down the stairwell" he said, i glanced over at one of the exits of the appartment building. A normal built man came out one of the doors, sunglasses on wearing a purple jacket.

"Tyrell just came out of the building" i said

"what?" adam said. Tyrell was making his way towards the Banshee

"it's Tyrell!" i shouted "he's got back up in the parking lot"

"handle with that punk! i'll take the back up." adam said hanging up the phone. I reached for my 9mm and made my way towards this fiend. The group of black guys in purple jackets noticed me heading towards Tyrell. Just then gun shots filled the air. I ducked behind a Karuma and started blasting my gun at Tyrell who ducked behind a Bravura. I looked toward where the gun fire was coming from. Adam was standing by the group of black males firing his gun point blan into the group. Quickly he began running back to the Sentinal. I darted behind a Rumpo and made my way to the Banshee. I peeked around the drivers side could see Tyrell crouched peeking around the front the car. Adam started up my car and began to peel out of the parking lot. Tyrell had full attention on the Black Sentinal. I ran up from behind and started curb stomping on him. Taking the but of my gun i began to beat it on his head. Blood started to drip down from his face and i let his limp body fall to the floor. I started searching his pockets, i pulled out his wallet. And found a pair of keys, i crawled over to the drivers seat of the Banshee. I revved up the car and peeled out of the parking lot to try and catch up to Adamo.

 

I looked at the radio, 6:18. I switched gears up to 4th. Pulling up along the Mafia Sentinal, I pulled out my cell phone and dialed up Adams number.

"Tyrell just got dealt with" i explained to Adam

"I left him with his temple leaking" i giggled

"Ahaha, nice. Take the car back to Joey's. I wanna know what he was talking about before" Adam said

"Alright, i'll see you there" I said throwing the clutch into 5th and speeding off down the road.

 

I flipped my cell phone open again.

"Joey, i got the car. I'm at the lights just near the garage." i said

"alright i'll open up the doors" Joey said hanging up the phone. I pulled the Banshee up into the garage. Put it in park and shut it off.

"sh*t, you guys did some nice work. this car aint got a scratch on it." Joey shouted, i smiled. throwing him the keys. The front door of the garage opened up and Adam walked through.

"you two follow me into my office, i got someone you'd like to meet" Joey said.

 

Following Joey thought the garage and into his office. A rather hefty man sat in one of the office chairs, puffing on a big cigar. Brown hair, and a rough gravel like voice.

"Adamo, Nick, i'd like you to meet Tony Cipriani, he used to work for my dad a few years back" Joey explained

"How you doing?" Tony asked.

"Good and yourself" i replied

"not bad, not bad, Joey tells me you two can get things done?" Tony said

"We've been doing some things here and there" Adam said

"Well listen you two, i got a buisness proposition to ask. The Leone Family has taken a bit of a rest over the passed few months. Were looking to make a come back, we need some new guys on the street like you two. 'Sangue nuovo'" Tony explained

"We got a few snitches and rats, i was hoping you two could take care of them. You two do this, you'll be my right and left hand men. The Leone family is going to get restructured. But i'll tell you all about this when you return from this little job." Joey continued

"Giovani Barzini a loan shark has been running his mouth since my father became Don. I'm not exactly sure why my father kept him around but he's a risk to this entire operation."

"Another is Mario Corteliano some muscle from Harwood, he's been paying the Diablos our money. And i don't like to give money away like that. This two are suppose to be on there way here. Go and pick them up bring them back here, me and Tony are gonna have a little talk with them. 'a capisce?' " Joey ordered.

"Tony, Adamo... let me talk to Nick for a second here. would you mind?" Joey said

"not at all" Tony said, taking a puff from his cigar and standing up.

"Say Adamo your last name is Marruca?" Tony asked, following Adam out the door.

 

"Nick, iv known you since you were 7. Your father and my father were old friends. It's tragic that both of them had to pass away so soon. But id like to see you apart of the Leone Family, run a bit of the buisness. Get a piece of the action you know what im saying?" Joey said

"I know..." i said

"So what do you say? For old time sake? Work for me and we'll do good buisness toghther" Joey said persuasivly

"Alright" I agreed

"Great! you just do this job, take care of these 'muto fotte' and you and your friend Adamo work for the family" Joey said. Shaking my hand.

 

I walked out of the office. And into Tony and Adamos conversation

"My father, owns an Italian restaurant up in New Port" Adamo told Tony

"Thats your fathers restaurant!? sh*t! iv known your old man for close to 19 years" Tony exclaimed

"Yea, iv heard stories." Adamo said

"hey Adam, lets go we got some work to do" i said

"Hey, if you two ever get hungry or anything. Stop by the Restaurant over in St.Marks

"Sounds good" i said, thinking of all the munchie food we could eat.

 

We walked outside the garage and around the block to where my car was parked. My cell phone began to ring. Some number iv never seen before.

"hello?" i awnsered

"yeaaohh... is this.. is this the dude for the pills" a strange voice asked

"yea thats me" i replied

"yo we need a big batch of pills. 100 pills for 1000$. Hows that sound?"

"were on our way, where are you?" i questioned.

"Harwood, across the street from the fire station."

"i'll be there in 5 minutes" i replied. getting into the car and startin the engin

"where we going?' adam asked

"Harwood" i replied

 

I pulled up the gas station, i called the number back. I noticed a pay phone off to the corner. With a familiar looking face standing near it. He picked up the phone.

"hello?" the voice awnsered

"get in the black Sentinal" i ordered, i hung up the phone a parked the car. A black man wearing Baggy Blue jeans, a white t-sh*t and a black vest got into the back seat. I recognized this guy before. He must of picked up off us a few months back when we first started.

"whats good homies" he asked

"i forget your name... what is it again?" i asked

"Jamel, i bought off you guys before. you guys got some good sh*t" he replied

"ahh Jamel, wanna work for us?" i asked

"every week, meet us here. we'll have a new batch of 100. but next time pay me 500$" i offered

"Alright, that sounds good." he said

"if you ever get any trouble, law, pushers, gangs. call my cell, we'll take care of it." i said

"I'll be sure to have your guys money by next week, i'll call you up next week. Peace" said Jamel getting out of the car. Adam began to count up the cash.

"Arn't we suppose to pick up those two rats?" he asked

"yea... lets go do that now. I turned the car back on and peeled out of the gas station.

 

I stopped the car infront of the subway station in The Red Light district. I looked at the clock, 9:47. 'Where are these dumb f*cks!' i thought, lighting up a Blunt Adam just rolled. I looked out the window. Two men approached the vehical.

"you guys the pick up?" one asked

"yea, i guess so. get in" i replied. they both jumped into the backseat. i grabbed my phone and dialed Joey's number.

"i'm with them...." i said

"alright head over to the Portland Harbour, i'll meet you guys there." Joey explained, i hung up the phone. I turned up the radio, while driving to the Harbour. Seeing as how these would be the last few minutes of there lifes. Might as well smoke them on this blunt me and Adam had going. They quickly agreed to join the rotation.

"i havent seen you guys around... you two new in town?" one asked

"you could say that" adam replied. The turned the car through the front gates of the Harbour. I drover down the end of the pier and turned left.

"Joey said he'd be here in a few minutes" i said

"whats he got planned for us" the other asked

"i think he wants us to get rid of a few bodies....." adam smirked. I noticed Joeys car pull up behind us. Joey got out and walked over to the car. I got out and started streching. The two snitches climbed out of the back of the car.

 

"Mario, Giovani! pleasure to see you two again. How are things going" Joey asked

"not bad, a little rough around the edges. but still surviving" Giovani replied

"Nick come here for a minute" Joey said, i walked over and Joey whispered into my ear 'i'll take them for a walk down the pier, you stick just a few steps behind us.' he whispered nodding his head at me. Adam got out of the car and glanced my way. Joey and the two men began to make there way down the pier.

"get ready" i said to Adam. They walked down the pier and me and adamo follwed behind them. I couldint entirely hear what they were saying. I watched Joey's eyes the entire time. Then a arguement started to break out.

"You dumb f*cks think you can f*ck with the Leones?!!" shouted Joey

"YOU TWO PLAYED MY FATHER LIKE A FOOL!" he roared

"Nick, Adam waste these f*cks!" Joey barked. Me and adam drew both our 9mm simotaniously. Aiming them at the two rats. Gun shots filled the air. Joey backed away from the line of fire and watched as we filled these two snitches full of led. There bodies fell to the floor, clutching the fresh bullet holes me and adam had put in them. We moved up to the bodies, one clutched his thigh gasping in pain. I pointed the 9mm at him and let off another round. Adam approached thee other body and popped another three shots into him. And then they stopped moving. We threw the guns into the ocean, and began dragging the bloody bodies over the pier and into the water.

 

"here, you two take this cash. go get some new threads. head over to Toni's restaurant in the morning for breakfest" Joey explained

"i gotta run, have this girl thats been dieing to see me since i left Liberty a week back." Joey said, walking away.

 

After disposing of everything, me and adam walked back to the car. I started the engine and blasted out of the docks. Driving towards the bridge. I turned the radio on.... a fresh track from Mobb Deep 'I got you stuck off the realness, we be the infamous you heard of us official Queensbridge murderers..'

 

@Oblivionz: $43, gringo!

Edited October 29, 2007 by johnson.

[Big_D]

put me as a grove family at the johnson house please

[Cadbury911]

Aztecas Story Episode 3

 

11:24 Grove Street

The Aztecas pulled out their Deagles and started shooting the Ballas. They returned fire, so the Aztecas dived for cover and blasted them again. AK lobbed a Molotov, it hit a few Ballas which were running around on fire. He laughed and started shooting them again. Another Balla car rolled in. With perfect aim Scoose shot its gas tank and it blew into 1000 pieces. Suddenly the bonnet of the exploded car hit Scoose on the head and knocked him out.

 

"Scoose!" shouted AK. The Ballas were drawing in fast on the Aztecas.

"Back to my house eses!" shouted Cesar in Spanish.

"We can't leave Scoose here!" screamed AK through all the gunfire. Cesar was gone, he was in his car. were all the other Aztecas. AK ran to his car and spun off back to the tattoo shop.

 

"We have to go back to Grove Street!" shouted AK.

"Tommorow" said Cesar.

"He could be dead by tomorrow! I'm going back to get him!" AK replied.

"No you're not, I have a plan." Cesar showed the Aztecas the plan and told them to split up.

"Okay, meet me here at midnight." concluded Cesar.

Edited October 29, 2007 by Cadbury911