Lurking Death Hand

[Tonay_Montana]

I can't help but feel like this has something to do with my previous encounters with Rockstar agents. I am still alive, for now, heres my story.

 

I hit the ground running, and dashed down the alleyway. I emerged in a small fenced enclosure at the other end. “f*ck,” two men dressed in blue plumbers uniforms rounded the corner hot on my trail. They were armed for sure, but with what? I didn’t know, and I wasn’t keen to find out. There was rusty barbed wire along the top of the fence line, I had no time to think. I found a dirty carpet in a dumpster then tossed it on the barbs, and hurled myself over the fence. I landed hard on the other side and cut my leg pretty deeply sliding across the rotten carpet. I sprinted down a small knoll and crossed the street, trying to put some distance between me and my pursuers. A large pool of blood soaked through my jeans as I ran, strangely I felt nothing, my adrenaline was in control now. I ran hard for a half mile then slowed to a jog. I stopped in a wooded area just outside of town and went to work ripping shreds of my t shirt apart to tie off my bleeding leg. These son-of-a-bitches are relentless, and now they wanted me dead, I thought to myself.

My body ached, I needed to sleep. Hotels were out of the question, they would kill me while I slept. My drinking mate Paul lived on the other side of town by the river. Paul will let me sleep in his spare bedroom, and Paul had guns, buts that’s if I can even make it to his house alive. I needed wheels in a serious way, I found a green Chevy pickup parked by the sidewalk. Normally I wouldn’t steal a car but serious situations call for drastic measures, tonight would be the exception. The window took three good kicks before my boot smashed the glass apart. The alarm went off, I jumped in and just like I had seen my brother do a hundred times I cut the power to the alarm and had the motor running in 5 minutes. I always liked American cars, they are really easy to steal. I drove slower than I would have liked to, trying to lay low, not wanting to draw any police attention in my shiny new ride.

A few blocks later, I noticed a blue GMC following me. I couldn’t be sure he was following me and I felt like I was just being paranoid. I came to stop sign, and put my left blinker on. The GMC then put his left blinker on. I turned right, and the GMC matched my move. That’s all the confirmation that I needed. The Chevy had a gun rack and a Remington Model 870 pump-action shotgun trapped in its grasp. There was a box of shells on the passenger seat, if worse came to worse I knew my options. I floored the gas, and shot up the free way on ramp. It was 2:30AM there was no traffic so I gunned the Chevy up to 110MPH. The blue SUV following me was coming up on my 6 o’clock really fast. He swerved and started to pull up next to me and at the same time the back window came down. All I saw was the muzzle of a large assault rifle sitting in a pair of gloved hands. Gunfire erupted and the shells ripped into my truck. I had the shotgun on my lap, I fed 7 shells into the gun and cocked it as two guns now opened fire on me. I swerved and smashed into the side of the GMC, they lost control and fishtailed for a second and then regained stability. They came up hard again at my 9 o’clock, I positioned the rifle on the vacant windowsill. I lined up the sites as best I could and fired once, I saw the drivers head become a mist of blood and brain matter, all the windows around him now drenched in crimson. The car spun out and flipped twice before sliding down a ditch on the side of the highway. My hands were shaking, I had been grazed by a bullet in the shoulder and the hip, thankfully I wasn’t losing too much blood.

I showed up at Paul’s a complete bloody wreck. We pounded some beers as I explained my situation to him, he just sat and listened wide eyed for the next two hours. When I was through, he asked me what I had done with the truck. Oh sh*t, I had forgotten about it and had left it right in front of his house. “Go drive it into the river dude it will take you ten minutes,” Paul said. I agreed but as I was coming out of his house I noticed something odd. The car seemed to have moved slightly, just slightly though, like maybe three feet, but I had a weird feeling about this. I came back into the house, and I must have sounded worried because Paul’s tone changed and he became serious. “Where’s your hand gun?” I asked him. “Upstairs in the case, here’s the key,” Paul said as he tossed me a small key ring. I grabbed his 9mm Glock and an extra magazine, and cautiously went back to the front yard. I unsheathed my hunting knife from under my boot and got closer to the truck. I crept underneath the truck and began looking for the parking brake line. I found it and cut the cable, the truck shifted a little bit. I examined closer and found what I was looking for, there was a small explosive device strapped near the starter. “Thank God Paul lives so close the river,” I thought, as I gave the truck a kick towards the bank, it started moving slow and then picked up speed, charging towards the cliff that stood 40 or so feet above the water. Seconds before the truck went over the edge of the cliff, I fired three well aimed shots, just as the truck went over the edge it exploded. The explosion shook the silence of the night away, and the truck landed hard, extinguishing the flames as it crashed into the cold water below.

It’s now 6:00AM and I haven’t slept in two days. I now feel like I am safe to sleep, I have found a remote location and I don’t think I was followed. I am going to rest now I will explain more about the events leading up to this later today but now I must sleep.

Edited February 9, 2008 by Tonay_Montana

[ryuclan]

....Wrong part of the forums I think

[nlitement]

Deepthroat 4tw.

[doomdiver_16]

deepthroat wannabe much?

[LukeWALTON9190]

http://www.gtaforums.com/index.php?showtopic=269166&hl

[kerem101]

dude u wrote this for nothing its gonna get locked

[LemKo]

We've got someone here who wants to be famous.

[Tonay_Montana]

deepthroat wannabe much?

lol

 

I had a thread where I wrote like 4 consecutive chapters, that was 3 monthes ago and I cant find it now. It was pretty popular, most of the users who read them tho prolly dont post here anymore. Yeah I know its a deepthroat rippoff whatever though im just entertaining for the sake of it.

[Agent Dark Booty]

Interesting read none the less. I think theres far too much boredom involved.

 

Also I'd like a .22 that would blow someones head into blood spatter and brain matter.

 

hmm that rhymed...

[Tonay_Montana]

Interesting read none the less. I think theres far too much boredom involved.

 

Also I'd like a .22 that would blow someones head into blood spatter and brain matter.

 

hmm that rhymed...

yeah lol lets make that .22 a Remington Model 870 pump-action shotgun.

 

There we go