BUYG: Build Up Your Gang

[johnson.]

@Cadbury911: 20$

 

@Big-D: add'dd

[SolidusSnake]

Building Structure

 

It is 4:30p.m. Miguel was in the Cartel Cruiser with two other Cartels. One was Tony, a middle-aged man with a long history in the gang. The other was Carlos, the driver for any odd jobs performed in the "underground" drug circuit.

"So where we going?"asked Carlos.

"We need to start making money"said Tony. "We're going into Yakuza territory. See if we can get anything out of one of them"he continued, cocking his .45.

 

Carlos starts the car and drives off from Panlantic Construction to a casino. A Yakuza caught sight of our gang car and starts shooting.

"Get down!"yelled Carlos. Tony fires on the single gang member. Pedestrians were running away from the chaos, some being caught in the gunfire. The smoke settles, and the Yakuza lies on the sidewalk... dead. Tony steps out of the car and drags the body into the back of the car.

 

Five o'clock. "Hey, I found some money on this guy!"Carlos said with a wide grin.

"C'mon, we gotta get out of here"Tony said.

 

I am Carlos, the driver for the Panlantic Construction section of the Cartel. I haven't earned much respect from just driving around in a car full of "merchandise",but now I plan to turn it around...

 

[grim reaper22]

out into the country

 

"So,i head 'bout the farm you just bought cese."I said as i was walking to him.

"Yeah we will get some real cash from this stuff man."

"Nice,we need it."

"yeah,aztecaz needs a-lot o money.But i heard 'bout that cash you caved from the ballas in idlewood."He said to me as we got into his car.I loaded up me desert eagle,i didn't take any crap since the vagos ambush.We headed out to the hills by downtown,on our way we kept seeing vagos everywhere."Hey cese stop here man.See those vagos over there?What are they doin' with those sindacco's?"

"Oh,snap what are they doin'.Looks like a deals goin' on."I took our my D.E and kept it in my hand.I looked at the street signs.We were almost at the hills.I told cese to wait at the car and i got out and creeped over to the deal.The lead vagos deal man was "gemmy" a big vagos OG.I hid behind the sindacco's van and listened in,"So my vagos friend.We give you the money you give us the "suger" to spread out to the casino's and other things we own?"

"Yeah,that sounds good ese."So the two thugs and there gaurds were gettin' into the cars and leaving.I rushed back to cese and told him.,"Oh,my god man the sindacco's and the vagos are workin' deals now?"

"sounds like it."I sais as i was gettin' in the car.We drove off into the hills,seeing rich people and poor beggers on the way.We finally got to the farm.When we got there i called deli and the others to come.Me and cese looked on the property and around it,"Perfect man this place can grow 1/2 a mile of the stuff,we are in bussness!"i said,"Yeah,this place is good and no vagos thugs will think off coming here,mostly because they don't even know whoo!"Cese took out a dub and lit it took a puff and passed it to me,i took a big puff then said"Just think wwe will be rolling in this in 3 monthes"

"hehe"Smirked cesar as the guys pulled up.,"Yo,crest,cese!"Said real bugger as he came outta the car.,"So this the place well be growing it up?"

"yeah"

"yep"

"Ok,ok so i got a plan right,my bro jerry will farm it out here and harvest it,then ship it to us back at the hood."

"nice."said cesar as he took another puff.Then he told us he had to meet the others by grove st. by midnight so we said adios and he left."So crest wanna get some beers?"

"Hell yeah."So i got into real bugger's car and we went to angel pine bar...

[johnson.]

@SolidusSnake: $36, Great first story. Lots of potential, keep them coming.

 

@grim reaper22: $29, improve a bit on spelling. GNAG WARZ WID DA SINTACOZ!!111!!

 

THIS JUST IN!

 

Major price changes to all the vehicals, Zaibatsu goes on strike!

Millions car-less!

Better start buying Bus passes kids.

Edited October 29, 2007 by johnson.

[Ottae]

 

Ottae joins the picket line

 

I'll get a new story up soon.

 

 

[Oblivionz]

The Murder

 

I approached my destination, an old beat-down apartment complex, known for it's amazing amounts of SWAT raids monthly, and the amounts of drug dealers and black market weapon dealers around here.

The kidnapped Yakuza member in the backseat was trying to hit the window with his head, and he was kicking my seat, but that didn't really bother me.

 

"It's no use, you know. Cartel cruisers have bulletproof windows.", I said, with a smart alack tone of voice.

He didn't reply back, so I took it as if he didn't care

'Go ahead, give yourself a concussion.", I said, lighting up a cigarette, taking a long hit

I rarely smoked, but I was stressed, and even though the temporarily relief of the cigarette was only mental, it helped.

The cartel was in deep, and so was I.

I just killed two Yakuza members on the side of the street, and I had a kidnapped one in the back of my cartel cruiser, covered in bruises.

Taking another hit of my cigarette, I pulled up to the back row of apartments, getting out, grabbing two of the colt 45's, and my Tec 9, tucking them carefully into my pants, and hiding them with my shirt so they weren't visible. I didn't want to be shot by these guys.

Finally, I opened the glove-box. I was greeted by a large bag of cocaine that I hadn't seen in here before.

This would work to my advantage, especially where I was at. This place was known for this kind of activity.

 

I grabbed the bag of cocaine, and tucked that into my shirt, outside of the view of the Yakuza member. I threw my cigarette down before I entered the apartment complex, stepping on it as I walked. Opening the door, you could see the signs of repetitive drug use. The walls were a dark brown in certain areas, and it smelled heavily like marijuana. White power was layered and caked over the table, and men were sitting in corners, not even noticing I was there until I yelled at one of them.

 

"Get the f*ck over here", I said, in a tone of voice between shouting and talking.

"What you need, man.", A small black man said. He was stoned out of his mind, "Buying or selling?"

"Selling. I have an ounce of coke, how much will you pay?", I said, trying not to speak too loudly.

"500 cash.", he said, intent on getting it for that.

"Hell no!", I snapped. "Minimum is $750, or no deal. I can always take it somewhere else."

"f*ck! You's playin' me, man! sh*t! You lucky I'm fiendin' or I wouldn't ever pay more than 600!", he said, giving into temptation of the bag of cocaine resting in my hand.

 

The man handed me $750 dollars, in cash, and I walked out of the door with a grin on my face. I didn't pay a single cent for that cocaine, and I had just made almost 800 dollars doing nothing. Hopping back into the cartel cruiser, I realized that my little friend in the backseat was gone.

Hopping out of the car, I pulled out one of my colt 45's, putting the other into the car, with the other two guns sitting in the front passenger seat. The dumbass didn't even take a gun.

He couldn't have gone far, though. I was only in the building for 10 minutes, maximum.

I began to ran, hoping that I would see him eventually. I planned on bringing him back to the cartel mansion, and getting some information out of him that would most likely be useful. He wasn't going to escape me this easily, especially when he was going to die regardless.

 

I had ran almost a mile, and I was damn out of breath. I stopped, and sat down on a bench, to light up a cigarette, when I seen a familiar little friend. I got up, stomping the unlit cigarette under me, not bothering to pick up my lighter, and I quickly whipped out my colt, running after the man. He didn't see me behind him, and I put three rounds into his back, putting the gun into my shirt, undetectable again, as I walked up to the body lying on the ground, and turned it around to get a look at the man's face, and shock went through my body as I realized, it wasn't him. This man wasn't even Japanese. Countless men and women were on their cell phones, and I bolted off running.

 

f*ck, f*ck, f*ck. The word repeated in my head over and over again, as I ran back all the way to my cartel cruiser. I started it, and peeled out of the apartments parking lot, hitting numerous curbs, going 50 miles per hour in this small area. I needed out of here, I needed back to the cartel mansion. I crossed the line this time, I had never killed anyone outside of the Yakuza. I've never even been caught for any crime other than minor grand theft auto charges. If I was caught, I'd be in prison for a long time. Then I heard it, there were sirens in the distance.

Paranoia washed over me, and I was ready to break down. I stepped on the gas, seeing four cop cars in the distance, I slowed down. There was no roadblock, so hopefully they wouldn't stop anyone. I had four guns in the front seat of my car, and if they seen them, they would no doubt arrest me.

Time slowed down, and I passed the road block, looking in my mirrors back at the police until I could no longer see them. I had made it.

 

A grin went over my face as I pulled through the Cartel Mansion's gates after a long day, and I turned the cell phone back on. Four messages were left on it. I would check them later. I needed to talk to Miguel, soon.

I raced up the spiral staircase to the third floor all the way to Miguel's room, but it wasn't it's usual empty self. There was a crowd of Cartel members gathered around the door.

I pulled one to the side, it was Joseph.

 

"Man, what the f*ck is going on here?!", I asked, distressed.

Miguel was my best friend, me and him had been through everything together, from being peons of the Cartel, to being on top. He was high above me, but he treated me like an equal.

Joseph was silent.

"JOSEPH! ANSWER ME!" I shouted. "PLEASE!"

".. Miguel is dead, Anton. He was killed ten minutes ago, maybe more. Everyone thinks it was you, because you've been gone.", He finally said. "I know you didn't do it, man."

I turned around and walked away, I couldn't deal with it. Grabbing my guns out of the cartel cruiser, I hid them back into my shirt.

This was becoming a habit to me, hiding guns wherever I could. I was used to the cold steel on my flesh, it no longer bothered me. I was good at hiding them, too. I could make it look like I had nothing on me, when in reality, I was carrying enough weapons to arm a small militia.

 

Sirens in the distance were also becoming a typical sound for me, I knew they were probably hunting for me. After all, everyone suspected I had killed my best friend, and people knew who had killed that other man. I had to prove them wrong, and I had to find out who had killed Miguel. I would do it if it was the last thing I ever did, that I promised to myself.

[SolidusSnake]

Molotov Cock Tales

 

"So what kind of weapons we working with now?"asked Carlos.

"We have guns and ammo, amigo"replied Miguel.

Tony enters the incomplete building's 75th floor."I'm thinking of doing some deconstruction on the Yakuza territory"he said.

 

12:15, lunch time. I purchased some Molotov Cocktails from a guns dealer in Fort Stauton. "I think these should do the job, Tony"Carlos suggested. Carlos starts the car and drives off into the orange haze. Two Yakuza guards are sighted.

"Is the Boss expecting you?"said the guard left of the door.

"Expect this!"Tony launches a Molotov exiting the vehicle. Anguished cries come from the window Tony threw the cocktail into. The guards unexpectantly fling themselves onto the door of the car, tossing the car door open.

 

"Sh*t!"Carlos cries, driving. Miguel, in the passenger's side, bashes the guards' heads with the chromed shotgun. Bullets fly at him from the guards' MP5. Tony punches them repeatedly. Carlos interferes and slides the side of the Cartel Cruiser against a wall. The guards are thrown

off the car.

 

"Are we going to have to do this again!?"asked a shocked Carlos.

As Carlos uttered those words a pitch-black motorcycle rides along the side of the Cruiser.

Tony grabs a Molotov and tosses it at the bike. In a split second, the motorcyclist leaps onto the back of the car, clinging to the bumper. Miguel opens the door throwing another cocktail,

and kills the clinging Yakuza.

 

[johnson.]

@Oblivionz: Rightious..... $73. Go find and kill that bastard.

 

@SolidusSnake: yea, $32

[grim reaper22]

who's fighting the sindacco's?

[SolidusSnake]

Cheap Vehicles

 

"Ooh, a bike"said Carlos. "I need a break from driving anyways"

"YOU BOUGHT A SH*T-TRASH BIKE!?"yelled a furious Tony.

"It was only five bucks"Carlos said, thinking up an excuse.

"Alright, how about you get on the bike and pick up a piece of merchandise in Belleville Park"

"Damn. What have I gotten myself into"Carlos muttered.

 

Carlos arrived at the lavatories in the park, gasping for breath.

"Yo, what you need?"asked the dealer. "I got every kind of grass you can get"

"I need about 3.5 grams of weed"Carlos replied. The dealer handed Carlos the merchandise.

"Careful, the police looking for this kind of sh*t"warned the dealer.

 

Carlos arrived at the construction site and took the small elevator to the 75th floor.

"Not bad"said Tony.

"LCPD, Everybody stay where you are!"came a loud voice.

"Eh Amigo. The cops are here"said Miguel.

"Cut the elevator!"said Tony reloading his Tec-9. Miguel grabbed a chrome shotgun. Carlos reached for the .45. The police got to the 75th floor through the stairway. BOOM! Miguel fired at the first cop. The next two went opposite ways through Tony's gunfire. A cop confronted Carlos with a gun to his head.

[SolidusSnake]

Captured

 

Miguel and Tony glanced in Carlos' direction only to to feel the same kind of gun pointed at their

heads.

"Drop the guns"ordered one cop.

Miguel and Carlos dropped their guns. Tony resisted firing shots at the speaking cop. The cop was killed instantly, and so was Tony.

"NO!!!"Carlos cried, overcome with grief. The officer restrained Carlos back. Miguel stood silently.

 

The two Cartels were forced into the Enforcer. They later ended up in the Stauton Island Prison.

An officer opened the cell door, and without hesitation, Miguel thrust his elbow into the policeman's stomach. Miguel ran off with Carlos following. Carlos caught a glimpse of the cop that had killed Tony. Jeffrey, the badge read.

"Damn. I lost Miguel."Carlos said to himself.

Miguel got to the Cartel Mansion, but Carlos never heard from him again. Carlos stole the weapons back dashing to the exit.

 

Carlos hot-wired a squad car and drove off to the Panlantic Construction Site. The Cartel had taken back the construction site.

"Hey Carlos."said a Cartel. "Thought you might need a hand taking down the Yakuza that killed Tony"

 

Carlos was stunned. What had been a police assault had actually been a mission to assassinate Tony. All the Yakuza needed was an excuse to kill Tony.

"The Yakuza's real name is Kashim"said the Cartel. "My name is Marco"

[grim reaper22]

ambush...

Me and real bugger were headed to angel pines,to get some redneck boomshine.He and i needed a break,when all of a sudden my phone rings,"Hello?"

"Ese,get the f*ck over here!"

"Who is-"

"Now!"And the phone went silent."Who was that?"said real bugger."I think, it was ghoul he told me to get to the lowrider meet."Real bugger reluctingly turned around to el corona.When we got there i loaded my deagle,you know safty,as did real bugger.We went around into the 'rider meet and saw at least 5 dead aztecaz and ghoul laying on the ground by us.I ran to him and kneeled over and said,"Who did this?"

"Vagos and some mafia b*tches.I ain't gonna make it man tell my wife and mijo i love them."

"You'll make it man,real bugger get ghoul to the hospital.NOW!!"

"You got it man!"said bugger as i pulled out me deagle and walked over to an empty 'rider.I didn't care now those vagos crossed the line,this was war,war with them,war with sindacco's and i wasn't gonna lose.I pushed the gas and shifted into drive,i headed to the east los santos basketball court.While i was driving i called deli and told him to get some molotovs and the boys together and meet me at the high roller in las ventuas."What crest?Are you outta your mind man?"

"Nah,the sindacco's wanna fight so were gonna bring it to them"I stoped at the b-ball court,got out my deagle made sure it was loaded and got out.The first vagos came at me with his fist.I shot him in the arm,then in the head.Then two came at me with bats,shot the first in the stomach,then the other in the knee.I was at the court.Two vagos came out with 9mm,one shot my shoulder barely winging it,then i shot them both in the hand,then in the heads.One screamed at me,"Why are you doing this!?!"

"Because you f*cked with my homie"Then i shot him to his knees and put the gun to his head and said,"NO ONE F*CKES WITH MY HOMIES!"And blasted his brains out.People were screaming but i didn't care i made my point,then i used my last bullets to shoot any vagos i saw,then got into the car and drove off...

[grim reaper22]

man who's fighting the sindacco's?

[Ottae]

 

A Red Herring

 

There was the distant sound of one armed bandits paying out and roulette wheels spinning as the door of Mr. Santerelli’s office opened timidly. A small man with short brown hair and a tailored suit entered the room and sat down in front of Marco Santerelli. There was a few seconds of silence before the heavy wooden door slammed shut.

 

“Mr. Halzar, what can I do for you?” Santerelli asked as he offered Halzar a cigar.

 

“Sir, I’ve worked here for a month under your management and I’d like to say how honoured I am to have you as my boss. The Sindaccos offer an excellent protection, none like this casino has ever seen before…” Before Mr. Halzar could finish, Santerelli butted in.

 

“Get you your point Richard, I heard it all before.”

 

“Well sir, there’s been a lot of men dressed in yellow bandanas and dirty white tank tops coming in recently, and I don’t think they’re here to play crabs, if you get my meaning Mr. Santerelli.”

 

Marco stood up and looked out the window behind his desk; it wasn’t a great view, only a few palm trees and large hotel block known as Johnny Sindacco building, but it helped clear his mind. Then he spoke.

 

“Am I right in believing, Halzar, that you are interested in Sindacco business? Or are you just concerned about the well being of the casino?”

 

“Well, I do feel that the casino could be under some sort of monitoring by these men, but I also believe that they want something from you sir. What that is, I do not know, but if they wanted to cause trouble, they would have do so by now.” Richard Halzar looked at his shoes, secretly impressed at himself for such an excellent response. He wanted to be involved with the Sindaccos, being the general manager of a casino was far too boring for a young man such as himself, taking an interest in affairs such as this is bound to get him noticed. Marco turned around to face Halzar, who was still immersed in his own shoes.

 

“Vagos, Mr. Halzar. They’re from the East of Los Santos. These men deal in drugs, they have no business in casinos, only the money they make. I expect they want to make me some kind of offer.” Halzar was now staring at Santerelli, amazed that he would share such business with him. “It seems that without making some kind of offer, they will get aggressive. Vagos are more brawlers than businessmen; they find it hard to listen to reason without it resulting in violence.”

 

“We could benefit from this little arrangement Mr. Halzar. When rival gangs see two gangs doing business, they feel very threatened and try and take on the smaller, weaker gang before the stronger gang’s allegiance is made concrete. Gang war brings down prices Richard; people don’t want to be selling cars and drugs in a war zone so they get rid of their stock as soon as possible.”

 

“He’s my plan. We do business with the Vagos, making sure that it’s in quite a public place so rival gangs get suspicious and start some trouble. If the Vagos aren’t ready for gang war, then we’ll have to deal with the gang ourselves.

 

Richard Halzar was now shaking, this amount of information was incredible, could it mean that he was beginning to work with the Sindaccos and not just for them? Then he thought the worst. He could be the man to do the deal.

 

Suddenly, the idea of a Red Herring went stale for Halzar, but he couldn’t turn it down, not now.

Edited October 29, 2007 by Ottae

[johnson.]

 

man who's fighting the sindacco's?

ohh jeezzz you are you silly goose

 

@Solidus: Nice one, $37

 

@Grimreaper22: I kinda like what i see.... sorta, $31

 

@Ottae: $84

[grim reaper22]

public pyro's...

 

 

As i headed up to the high roller casino and bar i thought to myself"What if the cops catch me.I could do 25 to 45."I assired myself they won't catch me or my homies.I was there,i saw deli and the boys with unlit molotov's waiting for me.I got out of the car and said,"Ready to do some pyrotechnics?"

"Man c'mon if we get caught-"

"We won't get caught"said chulo."Eaxactly man relax you need a cig or what?"

"No i'm cool let's do this."I,chulo,deli and his cous loaded our deagles and lit some molotovs,threw em' into the casino and the fireworks began.We got behind deli's new van and shot any sinddaco's we saw.Deli lit another molotov and threw it into the 3rd floor."Dang,man you got good arm!" i said in between the firing.The new guy hambuger walked up to the casino and threw a molotov into the doors.Then,two sindacco cars came up and started blasting at us.Deli shot the drives in the arms,but one shot the van tire out.I called for back-up inside the van.Then told the boys to get in and i drove it into the casino.CRASH!!!!!!!!Went the walls as we got out and started shooting up sindacco's in the biulding.Real bugger came with 3 more azetaz and killed the 6 sindacco's out front."Just in time i see"Said real bugger."Yeah fire depo should be coming with cops any time now!"

"Really we needget out of here"

"Not yet!"I said trying to overvoice the gunshots.I could here the sirens now and decied to say,"Throw a couple more then lets split!Hurry!!"

"OK!"

"YEAH BOSS!"responed my boys.We got into real buggers car deli's van and my car evenly and started home.Two sindacco cars started to chase us shooting with tec9's.Me and deli shot at them and distracted them.Deli managed to shoot one tire of the first one and i shot the passenger.The second car came up and ramed real buggers car onto the side of the highway,he quikly turned a 360 and went into the opposit lane to cut the sindacco off.Deli shot the driver of the first one and made it crash into a tree.We were in the hills now and started to cirlce into the city,seeing NOW ENTERING LOS SANTOS on a sign.real buggers car caught up,but the sindacco wouldn't let up.I shot the tires out and made it fall into a biulding.We all made it home and got out.Real bugger said,"Holy sh*t man that was real!"

"Well no sh*t!"

"dang,man we made it!"

"i'm not dead am i!?!"

"Shut-up man!"

"I"M for real!"

"Nothing you say is real!"We al argued like that for a bit then decided for deli and hamburger to dump the cars and we all went to bad.I looked at my watch'1:34'am.We were alive...

[grim reaper22]

could you update our(los varios aztecaz) account to have our rightful 74$.please.

[johnson.]

 

could you update our(los varios aztecaz) account to have our rightful 74$.please.

How about... YOU WAIT TILL IM READY!

i'm kidding, please be patient. all this coding is a motherf*cker.

You all create more stories then i have enough time to rate them.

[grim reaper22]

Chillad meet

 

I woke up and went outside,rainy as hell,and got into my car.I called Ghoul and cheked up on him in the hospital.After that i drove to the low rider meet grounds and listened to radio los santos."How could i do this to the aztecaz man?How could i f*ck us into with the mafia?D*mn why did vagos mess with us,why did they get into with mafia and start doin' deal?"i said to myself.Then it hit me!If i could make it look like vagos screwed over the sindacco's then i could get us back!Then i called deli and real bugger to meet me at the farm.I quikly drove there and went inside.I started planning where there were some loose ends in vagos,then i thought,"If i could interagate one they might snitch!"I called hamburger and told him and chulo to kidnappe a vagos man.When deli and real bugger got there i told them about the plan.They agreed,and we waited for a while.In about 30min. bugger took out a blunt and lit it up,passed it to me then i took a hit then passed it to deli.In about 20min hamburger came in with the vagos man and said chulo was outside.I grabed the vagos man and took him into a room then tied him to a chair.I said,"Where's your leader gonna meet the sindacco's?"

"He,he,he f*ck you aztecaz scum!"

"What loser!"i said while hitting him,with a deagle.

"i said-"I hit him harder 'till he bleed then said i'd shoot him if he didn't tell."FINE, there meeting at mt. chillad please don't kill me please please please!"

"I won't im jus gonna knock you out!"Then i hit him out.I went into the living room and told deli to take the vagos to a old road and dump him.Then me and hamburger got into my car and headed for mt. chillad...

Edited October 30, 2007 by grim reaper22

[SolidusSnake]

Assassination

 

Carlos and Marco went to a gun dealer. "I would like to purchase a sniper rifle"said Carlos. The dealer handed the gun to Carlos.

He looked at his watch. 9:00 p.m. The clouds were covering the night sky in little patches.

 

"Carlos, I got some info on where Kashim is"said Marco.

"Where?"asked Carlos.

"He's in the airport, trying to escape charges on multiple murders"replied Marco.

"I'll get the car started"said Carlos. "You gather up weapons and ammo"he ordered.

 

9:15p.m. Carlos and Marco drive off with two other Cartels to the airport. Marco broke the silence,"He's got a small army of Yakuza and a private jet"

"Here's the plan. I fire the first shot on Kashim and you three kill the rest of the army."Carlos explained. "I'll provide covering fire and ready the getaway car."

 

9:50p.m. Carlos was on top of the airport with the sniper. Marco and the two Cartel are standing by next to the hangar.

BANG! One bullet was enough to blow Kashim's brains out.

"Move! Move!"Carlos ordered. The Cartels stormed the hangar

with guns blazing.

 

"Freeze!"said a voice behind Carlos.

A Yakuza sniper watching over the Hangar held a handgun to Carlos' head. The shootout in the hangar had killed the two Cartel and four of the Yakuza army. An injured Marco was limping towards the car.

 

[Ottae]

 

Blood, Burns and Bodies

 

The siren of the last ambulance faded away down the strip leaving a cold and ringing silence. Joey Balteone limped up the charred escalator steps and through the hole which was the door to the High Rollers Casino. A solitary body lay in a heap on the floor, surrounded by a pool of blood. Balteone took out his steel pen and wrote another name on his already populated list.

 

 

Richard Halzar

 

He sighed and clicked the top of his pen. He took out his walkie-talkie and breathed:

 

“One more, in the casino foyer.” There was a muffled response and two men walked through the toilet door, one with a bandaged head and the other sporting a bleeding arm. They picked up the ex-general manager and disappeared out the back door.

 

On his way down the long corridor towards Marco Santerelli’s office, he met the man himself and handed him the slightly blood stained piece of paper. Santerelli scanned the sheet without a word and closed his eyes.

 

“Tomorrow morning, the casino doesn’t open, ok?” Santerelli declared. Balteone nodded. “Instead, You, Jimmy, Henry, Carmine, Bruno and I will have a meeting and work out the best way to get revenge for this insult.”

 

The two men walked off in different directions, leaving a question in both their minds.

 

How will they strike?

[johnson.]

@Solidus: $38.

 

@Ottae: $72,

[grim reaper22]

chillad meet prt.2...

 

Me and hamburger rented two sanchez and were headed up chillad mt. .We saw a heavy helicopter and knew it was the sindacco's.We slowly went up the steep moutain,and made sure we didn't fall.When we were almost at the top i said we needed to be silent so we ditched the bikes and slowly creeped up the moutain.We made it to the top just in time,we stayed out of site and heard vagos leader sancher leota and his 2 bodygaurds talking to joey b. a sindacco leader with his 5 henchman."So sanchor how do we deal with the pests that lurk on our profits?"

"I say we take that cesar v. and burn him alive in front of every stinking aztecaz there is!"

"Now now we could do that or we could take all there money?"

"Hmm,good plan and we could take there low riders eh?"

"Yes,so on to regular busness here is your weekly fund."One of joey's men goes into the heavy chopper and takes out a siutcase-no doubt with money,and hands it to the vagos,then sancher gives the sindacco's a kilo of stuff."Nice doin' buisness with you sancher."Says joey as he's gettin' into a plane with his men and takes off,the vagos look at it as if they've never seen a 'copter before."Ok,hamburger get our your deagle."I say quietly as i load mine.Then me and hamburger jump out and shoot one vagos before snacher and he 2 others get into there van and drive past us at high speed,me and hamburger jump out of the way and the vagos speed away."Dangit that sucks crest we cutta got that money."

"Yeah,that's f*cked up ok lets go,we need to make sure the sindacco's don't rob our 'rider meet or rob deli's bro at the farm."

"Ok boss!"Says hamburger as we get onto our bikes and drive downhill.

Edited October 30, 2007 by grim reaper22

[johnson.]

my new storie is on page 4 and you didn't rate the other last story i got on page 4

My bad... $23 keep them comin chief.

[Oblivionz]

The Alliance

 

The cold bit at my face, it was winter in Liberty City, and I haven't had anywhere to go in almost 3 months. Since someone had killed my friend Miguel, and I had pledged to find out who it had been who killed him. I had guesses on who it was, but that's all they were, guesses. Everyone figured I did it, but I had no idea why. It had to be someone from the inside of the Cartel, because no one would of trusted the Yakuza on who killed Miguel, and they would of trusted me if it was anyone from outside of it. I was completely out of ammunition for all of my guns.

The shotgun I carried around was stashed away in an abandoned warehouse I had used to own, but now I use it for shelter occasionally.

The colt 45's stayed on me at all times, though. Even an empty gun could fool people into giving you money, and that's just what I had to do to stay alive at times. Robbing random people on the streets whenever I knew I wouldn't be caught.

Hell, sometimes I do wish I would be caught, though. Prison would provide warmth, food, although not the best, it's still food for me.

 

"Stay still, put your hands up, and give me all of your f*cking money", I shouted at the old woman

"Please, don't hurt me", she said, just enough to hear, it was windy out and you couldn't hear much.

She handed me her purse, and I scrambled through it, and found $50, and a pack of cigarettes. I already had a lighter, so I didn't bother to take hers.

I lit one of the cigarettes up and walked away, taking longs drags, lost in the momentary comfort. I felt like I was in heaven, though it would be over in a few seconds.

It got me through the day though, so I suppose I should of been happy for that.

 

The one thing that got me extremely happy is when I found an armed gang member. I would sneak up behind him, and snap his neck, and drag the body to a close alleyway, searching him on the way. It was different every time, though. Sometimes I came out with ammunition for my guns, other times I found drugs, and money. I wasn't used to this, so occasionally I would slip up doing it, be caught, and have to run away miserably. I'm sure half of these people recognized me, after all, I was on top of the Cartel just two months ago. It was extremely embarrassing to be seen like that, even to me. I was never bothered by being criticized, but lately, it's been getting to me. It may just be because I'm not used to this lifestyle.

 

Lately, it's been getting better. Yesterday I ran into an old friend, the Yakuza member that I had kidnapped at a time. I beat him up so bad his mother probably wouldn't even recognize him. Of course, I asked him a few questions about Miguel, and I had a lead to who killed him. It had taken a while, but it was completely worth it.

What I had found out would completely pay off in the end. My guesses had been completely right.

It was the Yakuza who had killed him. He hadn't told me why, that was for me to find out myself. Probably because he had killed Asuka Kasen, and probably to get back at me for kidnapping that filthy Japanese motherf*cker, and beating him.

 

"BEEP, BEEP"

The sound of a car alarm when on for what seemed like an eternity as I tried to find the wire that disabled it, and tried to hotwire the Banshee at the same time. The sound finally ended, and I sped off to the warehouse where my weapons were stored, stopping at ammu-nation to buy some ammo along the way.

Four cases of shotgun shells, 15 cases of colt .45 hollowpoint ammunition.

I didn't even bother with the Tec 9, it hadn't even been fired by me once yet.

 

Grabbing the guns, I was on my way. These Yakuza bastards were going down, as soon as I got back-up. There was no way I could take them on alone. I had to get the Cartel back on my side, and there was only one way I could do that. I had to become stronger than them again, I had to get back my respect, my power, my money.

I had to get them to believe I did not kill Miguel, so I could take on my former position as leader of the Cartel. For now, I was about as useful as a broken thumb.

Until an idea struck me, an alliance, with the Sindaccos and the Leones. It was perfect. I would get my respect back as soon as they gave me respect, and the power would come naturally from that.

The hardest part would be the negotiation of the alliance with the leaders of the two mafia families.

 

 

Also.

 

 

How will they strike?

I know the answer to that

Edited October 30, 2007 by Oblivionz

[grim reaper22]

my story is above yours johnson.

[Ottae]

 

The Alliance

 

The sky wasn’t colourful that day; instead it was replaced with an abstract charcoal face, distorted by the cruel winter weather. Rain pounded the roof of The High Roller, playing a frantic percussion beat and coating the Casino in a slippery overcoat. The rain was splattered everywhere as the blades of a brand new Sparrow touched the helipad on the roof of the High Roller.

 

Henry Marooni got out of the Sparrow with a heavy black bag in his right hand. He shut the Sparrow’s door and made his way to Marco’s office. After a short walk, he arrived outside the familiar wooden door and knocked three times. He waited a second, then proceeded in.

 

Marco was sitting in his chair, facing the window. He turned around and smiled at Henry, who in turn, smiled back. Henry took a seat and unzipped the black bag revealing two Combat Shotguns and 3 Sniper rifles. He put these on the desk and fished around his pocket, finally producing a key.

 

“Sparrow?” asked Marco bluntly. Henry nodded and dropped them in front of Marco. “The Leone’s are bringing two of their men this afternoon; make sure Helipad 2 is free for their arrival.” Marco said as he pocketed the Sparrow’s key.

 

Later that day, there was a rumble overhead and a Maverick landed on Helipad 2.

 

[johnson.]

Checkin Up On Old Real Estate

 

"Joey send me a light would ya" i asked. I grabbed the lighter from Joey's hand and lit up another Blunt. These things were starting to become a bad habit. I glanced over at Joey

"Nick, were heading out of town today." Joey said

"What?!" i questioned

"Well... i'm heading out of town, but i want you to come with me... you and adam" Joey said with a glare.

"The Sindaccos and The Leones have been at war with eachother for decades, it's time to put this useless war to rest. I'm flying out to Las Venturas via Helicopter. I want you to come with me." Joey explained. I waited as the red light turned green.

"I guess i'll tag along" I replied.

 

We arrived at the Airport, i'v never actually flown. So you could say its my first time. A Blue Mavrick perched on the tarmack with another Red one beside it.

"I'v had both these things re-enforced with steal plating, they are both bullet proof" Joey bragged "And they carry some state of the art military weaponry that i just recently purchased"

"Whos the red one for?!" Adam asked

"An old friend" Joey replied

 

It's blades begining to spin. Joey entered the Helicopter followed by adam, i followed behind him. For a few moments we sat on the ground, till i felt a slight lift from the ground. I could feel my stomach start to drop. I looked down at the ground and noticed 2 Blue Cruisers pull up next to the Red Maverick.

"Whats this all about?" i asked

"Apparently, there are a few pests the Sindaccos need taken care of...."

 

WELCOME TO LAS VENTURAS!

 

"Ahhh Mr.Leone... we've been expecting you." said a young female, wearing a green vest that had "The High Roller" written on the back. "If you would follow me this way please"

Edited October 30, 2007 by johnson.

[grim reaper22]

vagos massacre...

 

 

Me and hamburger were headed back to the farm after we heard the vagos and sindacco's making a deal to rob us."So hamburger what are we gonna do huh?"

"I don't know ese,it's tricky we don't want to provoke-"

"I think we provoked them when we burned half the high roller down!"

"Yeah,but they'er planning so we need a plan to!"

"Ok!"We were talking over the sanchezes engines while we were goin' down chillad.We got to the bottem and got back into the low rider and headed to the farm.I told hamburger to drive whil i lit a blunt,took a puff and passed it to him.We got to the farm and went inside,real bugger was alseep and deli was still out dumping the vagos guy.Hamburger sat down and i called chulo,"Yo chulo come to the farm ok?"Then i called cesar and rold him to come.Me and hamburger waited while paassin' the dub back and forth 'till deli,chulo and cese came.We all meet and me and mahburger explained what happened,cese said,"I got an idea,we get a vagos van and do a infultration of there crack den then kill 'em!"We all agreed and hamburger and cese wen to get the van while me and deli drove back to the varrio and waited.Cese came in 40min with th van and we all got into it,loaded our deagles and brung some molotov's,We slowly drove to the den.When we got there we honked the horn and the garage door opened.We were in,we all got out and started blasting on vagos fools.We quikly took cover by the van and killed about 20 vagos before moving tothe main part we threw molotovs and guns shots were flying.Deli got winged but was ok and we kept goin'.Cese started yelling,"What then p*ssy's!You can't do sh*t!"

"Yeah!!!"

"HAHA F*CKERS"We all kept screaming till we were out and fled to the van the garage was closed but weak and we drove through,and rushed home."Whoo we made it!"I said as we were goin' home we took at least 40 and left the biulding burning...

[Oblivionz]

The Beginning Of The Onslaught

 

Pulling up to the airport after long negotiations with Joey Leone had left me restless. I was anxious to get to Las Venturas to finally meet the Sindaccos. If this alliance worked out, it would be a win/win situation for all of us.

The red maverick helicopter was waiting for me on the tarmac, and I was anxious to get on, dragging a few Leone henchmen with me, and a few friends from the Cartel that would of stuck with me through thick and thin.

 

The helicopters rotors started to spin, and I was pretty nervous. I had never been in a helicopter before, and when it lurched up, I became sick to my stomach. It made it worse that there were no doors, and you could see everything. There was no way to avoid this feeling, so I made the best of it.

I was silent most of the helicopter ride, and when we finally landed at the High Roller Casino. I stepped out of the helicopter, happy to finally be on solid ground again.

As soon as I had stepped into the elevator, I was greeted by an old friend.

Joey Leone, leader of the Leone family mafia.

He was the only reason I was here, and if it wasn't for him, I would of been dead long ago.

 

Finally, however, it was time to meet Marco Santerelli. Leader of the Sindacco Mafia Family, and hopefully to be a friend, and an ally soon enough. We all had one thing in common. We all wanted a certain gang exterminated. After we were allied, it would be a major benefit to one another.

Once I had my place back on top of the Cartel, we would rule San Andreas, and Liberty City.

There was nothing we wouldn't be able to do soon enough.