Grand Theft Auto: Vercetti Stories

[daviescirca93]

Grand Theft Auto: Vercetti Stories

 

 

Thanks to Deuce Deuce for the Vercetti Stories part of the banner, and Ottae for my personalised sig name

 

 

Made by myself

 

Description.

Set right after the final events of Grand Theft Auto: Vice City. This story shows what happened after Tommy Vercetti killed Sonny Forelli. A deal goes wrong, Tommy seeks revenge. Betrayal, unexpected circumstances, and a gripping finale which no one would foresee.

 

Chapters.

Chapter I: The Beginning Of Beautiful Business Relationship

Chapter II: The Deal Part I

Chapter III: The Deal Part II

Chapter IV: Radamel Diego Garcia

Chapter V: Unexpected Meeting

Chapter VI: Fiery Reunions

Chapter VII: Hook, Line and Sinker

Sub Chapter: Juan and Perez Garcia (Explains the backstory to the Garcia trio)

Chapter VIII: TO BE ANNOUNCED

 

Well here, I bring to you; Grand Theft Auto: Vercetti Stories. Enjoy.

 

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The Beginning Of A Beautiful Business Relationship.

 

The sun shone high over the Vercetti Mansion, there was shadow of a man clutching an M4 in his hand, sitting on the huge steps outside the mansion.

That wasn't any normal M4 though, that M4 was responsible for the death of 70 or more men.

 

As was the shadow who held it, Tommy Vercetti. The owner of Vice.

He got off the steps of the mansion. Surrounding the steps were 3 limosuines, that belonged to the late Sonny Forelli and his men.

 

He walked past the limosuines, sat on the trunk of one limo was Ken Rosenburg. He was talking to someone on his cell phone, "W-What the hell do you want me to come to Venturas for?!" he asked the person on the other end in a shaky tone.

 

"Ken!" Tommy shouted.

"What?"

"Do ya wanna get your ass off the damn phone and get in the car?"

"Y-Yeah, gimme a minute though."

 

Tommy looked the ocean that gleamed in the sun, with ships sailing on the calm water, and sighed.

He walked toward the white sports car, that had "Vance" on licence plate. His expression changed to a look of rage, he pulled out a Colt Python from his belt. The revolver looked beautiful in the sunlight.

 

Tommy aimed at the Infernus' licence plate.

He pulled the trigger.

The huge noise from the gun made all the birds from the trees fly out of them within seconds.

Ken popped his head up from behind the limosuine.

 

"T-T-TOMMY!!!!"

"Yeah?" He replied

"What the f*ck was that for?"

"Ahh quit sh*ttin' yourself." he said in a relaxed voice.

"It's a bit too late for that don't you think? Hey, come on, we gotta get to Escobar International." Ken told Tommy.

"Why?" Tommy questions.

Ken replied, "Don't worry. I'll tell you on the way."

 

They walked towards the Infernus, which looked like "L--ce" now. The "a" and the "n" had been replaced by a huge, smoking bullethole.

 

"f*ck." Tommy sighed.

Tommy tried the cars' doors. They were locked.

"I'll be right back!" Tommy shouts to Ken, as he jogged back inside the mansion.

 

Tommy stood in the main doorway. Dead bodies were everywhere. Among those laid Sonny Forelli.

Tommy put his hands on his head. He walked over Sonny's body toward the office, he filled a briefcase with money from the safe.

He went up the flight of stairs to the helipad.

 

The body of Lance Vance was there. His white suit covered in blood and a blank expression on his face.

Tommy kneeled down beside him, he sighed once again. He pulled the car keys from Lance's blood-soaked jacket and walked away.

 

Tommy walked down the steps of the mansion once again, and walked to the car and Ken.

 

"What's with the briefcase?" Ken asked.

"Just a few essentials." Tommy said with a sly grin on his face.

Ken noticed a few 100 dollar bills sticking out of the side of the briefcase, and smiled.

"New beginnings Ken!" he says with a smile

The car door opens.

"Well, almost." Tommy chuckled.

 

Tommy and Ken got in the car, the engine fires up and roars.

"80's sports cars, can't get any better than that." Tommy said.

They both laughed as the car roared off into the sunlight.

 

 

Edited June 22, 2008 by daviescirca93

[Carbine23]

 

"Ken!" Tommy shouted.

"What?"

"Do ya wanna get your ass off the damn phone and get in the car?"

"Y-Yeah, gimme a minute though."

 

To avoid confusion, tell the reader who's talking:

 

"Ken!" Tommy shouted

"What?" said Ken

"Do ya wanna get your ass off the damn phone and get in the car?" Tommy said

"Y-Yeah, gimme a minute though" Ken said.

 

Of course you could use other things like

. Tommy chuckled

. Tommy ordered

. Tommy said in his angry voice

. Tommy shouted

. Tommy cried

. Tommy screamed

etc.

Edited May 23, 2008 by Carbine23

[Chickstick]

Actually I would disagree about the dialogue in this instance. I think it works fine as it is.

 

"Ken!" Tommy shouted.

This is fine, obviously, as we are told who is talking.

 

"What?"

I would say this was alright as well, seeing as we are told who Tommy is speaking to in the first line of speech.

 

"Do ya wanna get your ass off the damn phone and get in the car?"

This is not Ken talking, as it starts on a new line, so it must be Tommy.

 

"Y-Yeah, gimme a minute though."

And back to Ken again.

 

Note it only works in this instance as there are only two characters involved in this conversation. For dialogue with more characters you would do wel to take Carbine's advice.

[daviescirca93]

 

The Deal

 

Lanc- Tommy's Infernus pulled up to a traffic light. Ken looked edgy and nervous.

 

"Ken." Tommy said in a annoyed voice

"How many times are you gonna say my name, Tommy?"

"Stop f*cking fidgeting, it's friggin' annoying." Tommy told Ken

"OK, sorry." Ken replied

 

Ken carried on fidgeting in his seat.

 

"Stop it. NOW." Tommy ordered Ken

 

Ken sat perfectily still, a bead of sweat rolled down his forehead.

The car pulled away from the lights. And drove down the street.

 

"Tommy, you ever heard of Las Venturas?" Ken asked

"No, why?" he replied.

"It's a city in San Andreas, in the desert. Casinos, booze, girls. What more could ya want!" Ken exclaimed

"Sounds like your haven then, eh Ken?" Tommy said to Ken.

"Hell yeah Tommy, it's all I could ever ask for" Ken said while looking out the window.

 

They stop outside the terminal of the airport.

 

"What now?" Tommy asked

"Wait, is there another way in?"

"What the hell, why?"

"Find another way in." Ken said

 

Tommy drives into a car park with a knocked down fence. But it was too small for the car to go through and too high for them to climb over.

 

"You thinkin' what I'm thinkin'?" Tommy said with grin.

"Oh sweet Jesus no!" Ken screamed

 

Tommy revved the car up and sped toward a ramp that faced the wall.

 

"AHH SHIIIIIIIIIIIT!!!!" they both screamed

 

The car landed in the airport, one wheel flew off the car, smoke billowing from the engine. Suddenly the car caught fire.

 

"Get out now!!" Tommy shouted

 

They both sprinted away from the car, as it exploded. The explosion threw the two to the floor.

 

"Ah crap, this is new suit" Ken said annoyed.

"Shut up, Ken."

Ken grumbled.

"Look, that's them." Ken pointed a group of men by a plane and a van.

Tommy looked cautious. He pulled out his Colt and loaded it, and put it back in his belt.

 

Ken and Tommy walked toward the group of men. Ken looked nervous, Tommy looked ready for a gunfight.

Edited May 23, 2008 by daviescirca93

[daviescirca93]

The Deal Part II

 

The two walked towards the men next to the plane. Ken's eyes were darting all over the place, he was extremely nervous. And it showed.

While Ken's eyes were shooting all over the place, looking for any sign of trouble, Tommy walked to the men, and never kept his off one man and a white suit.

In his arms was a shotgun, it looked like a PGS-10 to Tommy, he nudged Ken who was walking beside him.

 

"Ken, be careful. That gun could knock you down to your ass in 2 seconds flat."

Ken almost turned around and walked the other way, Tommy grabbed his arm fiercly.

"Look I don't know about you Ken but I don't think walking away now would save your ass getting shot. Now keep walking."

Ken hadn't said a word, he was too terrfied to utter a single word.

 

They stopped walking. Ken and Tommy stood in front of the men, Tommy eyes still on the man in the white suit.

The white suit approached Ken.

 

"Ken! How ya doin' amigo?" the man in the white said to Ken in a pleased tone

"R-Radamel. Good to see ya buddy." Ken said, still with nerves in his voice

"Well who's ya friend eh?" Radamel, the guy in the white suit, asked Ken

"Oh, this is Tommy." Ken told Radamel

 

Radamel shook Tommy's hand.

 

"Radamel Garcia, pleased to meet ya....?" Radamel said, his tone raised as if to ask for Tommy's name.

"Tommy. Tommy Vercetti." he replied

"It's a pleasure to meet ya Tommy. Now, you seem like a great guy and everything, but Ken still hasn't paid us his debt." he said whilst staring at Tommy.

"f*ck." Tommy said under his breath

"Kill them both." Radamel ordered his men

 

The sound of guns cocking and loading made Tommy reach for his belt.

 

"When I say run, run." Tommy told Ken

"When you say run run, what?" Ken asked, confused

 

Tommy fires his gun, hitting one of the men, he immediatley fell to the floor.

 

"RUN!!" Tommy screamed

 

Gunfire darted this way and that at Tommy, they took cover behind the van. Tommy looked at Ken.

 

"What f*cking debt?! You're gonna f*cking tell me when we get out of this!" Tommy shouted

"IF! If we get out this!" Ken replied

"Yeah we are gonna!"

 

Tommy popped his head out from around the van, and picked off two more men.

 

"3 down, 3 to go." Tommy said

 

One of the bullets hit the tyre at Tommy was leaning on. It popped but the bullet was stopped.

Tommy looked shocked.

 

"Well whaddya know. Rubber does give good protection" he said with a broad grin

Ken laughed, this was the only time he even raised a smile.

 

Tommy rolled out from behind the van, and shot the two gunmen. Only Radamel was left.

Tommy had him in his range, one pull of the trigger could and would kill him.

 

"CLICK!" the gun was out of bullets.

 

"f*ck!" Tommy shouted

 

Radamel jumped into a sedan and sped off through the airport.

 

"Ken come on!" Tommy ordered

 

They both jumped in another car that was parked there and quickly gave chase. The distant and familiar sound of police car sirens drew near...

Edited May 28, 2008 by daviescirca93

[Eminence]

Too much dialogue. It's reading like a script set out as a narrative. Incorporate some description - adjectives are your friend.

[The Unvirginiser]

Nice idea, good planning... however theres some massive obvious mistakes like beautiful spelt wrong on the title, no such thing as a $200 bill.

Keep going with it though

[daviescirca93]

Nice idea, good planning... however theres some massive obvious mistakes like beautiful spelt wrong on the title, no such thing as a $200 bill.

Keep going with it though

Thanks for pointing out these mistakes.

 

Will be corrected and anymore you find please let me know

[The Unvirginiser]

Nice idea, good planning... however theres some massive obvious mistakes like beautiful spelt wrong on the title, no such thing as a $200 bill.

Keep going with it though

Thanks for pointing out these mistakes.

 

Will be corrected and anymore you find please let me know

I'll let you off since your Welsh

[daviescirca93]

 

Nice idea, good planning... however theres some massive obvious mistakes like beautiful spelt wrong on the title, no such thing as a $200 bill.

Keep going with it though

Thanks for pointing out these mistakes.

 

Will be corrected and anymore you find please let me know

I'll let you off since your Welsh

Ouch.

 

And being a 14 year old that hasn't attended school since year 8 I think it's a given that there will be mistakes.

I shall do my best to keep them to a minimum.

[The Unvirginiser]

Nice idea, good planning... however theres some massive obvious mistakes like beautiful spelt wrong on the title, no such thing as a $200 bill.

Keep going with it though

Thanks for pointing out these mistakes.

 

Will be corrected and anymore you find please let me know

I'll let you off since your Welsh

Ouch.

 

And being a 14 year old that hasn't attended school since year 8 I think it's a given that there will be mistakes.

I shall do my best to keep them to a minimum.

Too much GTA man

[daviescirca93]

Nice idea, good planning... however theres some massive obvious mistakes like beautiful spelt wrong on the title, no such thing as a $200 bill.

Keep going with it though

Thanks for pointing out these mistakes.

 

Will be corrected and anymore you find please let me know

I'll let you off since your Welsh

Ouch.

 

And being a 14 year old that hasn't attended school since year 8 I think it's a given that there will be mistakes.

I shall do my best to keep them to a minimum.

Too much GTA man

Way too much

 

Also, to keep this thread from getting locked; expect the next part tommorow

I'll release what role Radamel Garcia plays in the story, and a few more key people.

[gta phil gta]

Also, to keep this thread from getting locked

Yeah... stop spamming, you two.

[daviescirca93]

 

Radamel Diego Garcia

 

Radamel's car screamed around a corner, and came to immediate stop. Radamel checked his rear mirror for any sign of Tommy and Ken. He pulled into Sunshine Autos and parked his car to look like on of the show cars.

 

"Where the f*ck did he go?!" Tommy shouted exasperated

"Do I really look like I know?!" Ken angrily replied

"DON'T BE A f*ckING SMART-ASS!" Tommy bellowed at Ken, flecks of spit were landing on Ken's glasses.

 

Back at Sunshine Autos, Radamel was stood next his car, leaning over the roof. He was sniffing up the last few lines of his cocaine, with the last snort he started coughing.

 

"Damn that's some good sh*t." Radamel said hoarsely between coughs.

 

Radamel was a Colombian drugs Cartel, one of the main dealers in Cartagena, he moved out to Vice City for a change of scenery. And to shift more of his coke. He had black slicked back hair, going bald. A thick moustache that looked like a brush had found it's way on to his face, he was wearing a clean white suit with light brown shoes. All designer, of course. In his jacket was a sawn-off shotgun. Radamel Diego Garcia, born in 1961, did not mess around when it came to business.

He got back in his car, which was a white Washington sedan, and sat there gripping his shotgun.

 

Tommy and Ken both agreed to give up looking for him after 2 hours. They would search again soon, and Tommy won't stop at anything to get to him.

 

Radamel pulled out his cell phone and dialled a number. He started to talk in Spanish and the only audible words were "Juan" "Perez" and "Vice City". Radamels bringing back-up to the firefight...

Edited May 31, 2008 by daviescirca93

[N0FX182]

This is very good.

[daviescirca93]

Haven't continued with this story in a while, been caught up in personal issues means I wasn't able to access my laptop.

 

The next instalment should come in the next 2-3days

[daviescirca93]

NEXT PART COMING SOON!

 

Very soon.

Like, end of tonight soon. lol.

Edited June 19, 2008 by daviescirca93

[daviescirca93]

Here's the next part. I would really appreciate feedback on this so I can decide whether or not to continue. Well here is;

 

Unexpected Meeting

Tommy was sat on his office chair. Staring out of the mansion windows. It was the middle of the thunderstorm, Tommy turned on the TV. The news of Sonny Forelli was plastered everywhere. A newscaster would be broadcasting it, or the local papers would have it.

 

Tommy didn’t seem to care, all he did was sigh every time he heard Sonny’s name.

 

“Jesus. He ain’t that much of a loss. If he was at all.” Tommy said to himself.

 

He walked down the marble steps into Ken’s office.

 

“Ken!” Tommy yelled at Ken

“Jesus Christ, Tommy. Am I ever gonna have some sleep?” Ken asked

“Not now, we need to go somewhere.” Tommy replied

“Where exactly is somewhere?”

“You’ll find out when we get there.” Tommy told Ken while loading his pistol.

 

Tommy and Ken got in Tommy’s car.

They drove to the North Point Mall and walked inside. They walked past the Tarbrush Cafe, which was under construction. According to the sign.

 

“Ken, hurry up.” Tommy told him, Ken ignored Tommy. As he was staring at this sports car up for winning.

 

Tommy rushed to the Zip store, with Ken lagging behind.

The clerk saw Tommy. A look of fright gripped his face.

 

“Ah, Simone! I’m sure you have my protection money ready?” he questioned the clerk

“Well the thing is, Tom-“

 

Tommy beat Simone’s face with the pistol he had in his belt. He then grabbed him by the throat.

 

“Two things Simone. ONE!” Tommy tightened his grip on Simone, the clerk started to choke. “NEVER call me Tommy. You know me as Mr. Vercetti and Mr. Vercetti only.”

“TWO!” by now Tommy had released one hand from Simone’s throat. He pulled out his gun again and pointed it towards his head. Simone screamed.

“When I ask for my protection money to be ready by a certain date, I expect it ready. And what happens to schmucks who don’t have my money ready Ken?”

Ken gives Tommy his answer. “They get beat to within an inch of their life, or get killed.”

“Correct-a-mundo Ken! Now Simone, this is strike three. You knew what happened before when you didn’t pay, now see what happens by strike THREE!”

 

Tommy pulls the trigger and shoots Simone in the leg. He drops to the floor, screaming in pain. The gunshot echoed around the mall. Luckily it was a Sunday, and most stores were closed. So this turned North Point Mall into a ghost town, although the odd street gang gathered there.

 

Somewhere else in the mall, a man in a white suit with slicked back black hair was eating his meal outside the Burger Shot stall.

“What in God’s name was that?” he asked himself in a strong Colombian accent.

The man got out of his seat, took one last bite of his burger and loaded his pistol. He walked to the Zip store which was close by.

 

“Im’a kill whoever fired that goddamn gun” he said with a smirk.

Neither the man or Tommy knew what was around the corner...

[Carbine23]

Dammit Daviescirca!

 

If you have been following my story, Claude eventually meets up with Tommy Vercetti. Eventually when i finish it, i was thinking of doing a fanfic of how Tommy ended up in the position like in my story. Looks like you're doing it already. I don't want to copy the same idea man. Keep the work coming

[The Unvirginiser]

Dammit Daviescirca!

 

If you have been following my story, Claude eventually meets up with Tommy Vercetti. Eventually when i finish it, i was thinking of doing a fanfic of how Tommy ended up in the position like in my story. Looks like you're doing it already. I don't want to copy the same idea man. Keep the work coming

You should combine the ideas man!

[daviescirca93]

Dammit Daviescirca!

 

If you have been following my story, Claude eventually meets up with Tommy Vercetti. Eventually when i finish it, i was thinking of doing a fanfic of how Tommy ended up in the position like in my story. Looks like you're doing it already. I don't want to copy the same idea man. Keep the work coming

Yeah I've been following it since you posted the first chapter

 

Mine's about how Tommy seeks revenge on Radamel Garcia, whilst in the background he becomes more power hungry, drug addicted ect.

 

Something shocking will happen in the story, which I won't give details on read the story as I update and see for yourself

 

I think I'm going to have to play VC again sometime, to familiarise myself with the city, and the characters.

But I'll see how I go.

 

And it seems that my inspiration comes to me in the middle of the night as you can see by my post times

[daviescirca93]

CHAPTER VI OUT NOW!

 

Read below vvv

Edited June 21, 2008 by daviescirca93

[daviescirca93]

Fiery Reunions

 

Radamel peeked his head around the corner, at the Zip store. He couldn’t see anyone, but he heard shouting from Tommy to the store clerk, Simone. Another gunshot ricocheted through the mall, Radamel snuck towards the store, making sure no one saw him.

 

He got into the store, he could hear screaming and shouting but couldn’t see anyone on the bottom floor. Radamel walked to escalator, crouched ready for a shootout. He got to the top floor, and loaded his pistol. Tommy was still demanding his protection money from the clerk, who looked like he needed protection right now.

 

“That voice... Where have I heard it before...” Radamel thought to himself.

 

Radamel peered around the corner of the wall, he saw 3 men. One in a grey pinstripe suit, holding a pistol. Another wearing a pastel pink suit. And one more in a blood soaked brown shirt.

“I knew I remembered that voice!” he told himself

 

Radamel walked around the corner, his gun pointed at Tommy.

 

“Mister Tommy Vercetti!” Radamel shouted to Tommy

“Radamel.”

“Haven’t seen you since the airport eh Tommy?”

“No sh*t, what the hell was that about? I only meet you once and you decide to execute me?” Tommy questioned

“Well from what I heard amigo you’re the big man around here, so I figured. I take you out, I become the big man. All these pendejos in Vice City will listen to me! And pay me some respect! But no, everyone listens to you. You control these dickheads, I want that power!”

“Not today Radamel” Tommy told Radamel

 

Tommy fired at Radamel, he dived behind the wall. Bullets kept flying at Radamel but none hit him. Radamel took a pop-shot, the stray bullet hit Simone in the head. Bits of skull, brain and blood went everywhere. Blood splattered on Tommy’s suit.

 

“Goddamnit, another new suit gone to waste!” Tommy complained

“Vercetti! You’re a dead man! Rememer the name Diaz?!” Radamel screamed over the gunshots

“What?! Ricardo Diaz?!” Tommy screamed back to him

“Yeah him! You f*cked with the wrong relative!” Radamel fired another shot, and struck Ken in the arm, Ken fell to the floor groaning in pain. Tommy ran to where Radamel was hiding for cover, there wasn’t any sight of Radamel.

“f*ck.” Tommy sighed

 

Tommy dragged a screaming Ken out of the mall and into his car, he drove him to the hospital and checked him in.

 

“Ken get yourself checked out make, make sure you’re OK, right?” Tommy told Ken

“Yeah no problem, Tommy.” Ken said, clutching his arm

 

Tommy drove back to his mansion, he walked into his office and slumped into the chair rubbing his head. All of a sudden the phone started ringing. Tommy answered it.

 

“Hello?”

“We’re watching you, Mr Vercetti. You will pay in blood for Ricardo Diaz’s death.” The Colombian accent on the other end hung up.

Edited June 21, 2008 by daviescirca93

[Carbine23]

I haven't really read the story fully yet but i decided to read the 6th chapter. I like the way you added the words "pendejo" and "amigo". Especially since your welsh, and not spanish. It just helps to create the atmosphere of the story and setting. I think i remember in Vice City how they said those lines. I might as well give it a read to understand who this Radamel is. Also because you support my story so much, so i should go ahead and look at yours!

[daviescirca93]

I haven't really read the story fully yet but i decided to read the 6th chapter. I like the way you added the words "pendejo" and "amigo". Especially since your welsh, and not spanish. It just helps to create the atmosphere of the story and setting. I think i remember in Vice City how they said those lines. I might as well give it a read to understand who this Radamel is. Also because you support my story so much, so i should go ahead and look at yours!

Thanks I try hard on this, seeing as I haven't attended school in 2-3 years the imagination comes difficult to me. But so far I'm mananging

Thanks very much, your story is one of the best I've read, keep it up

 

Also is anyone else having trouble reading the chapters with the color is set for the font?

Thanks.

[daviescirca93]

Hook, Line and Sinker

 

The clock in the hospital room that Ken was resting in showed 2:56 am. Ken was awake in his hospital bed, his arm in a sling. Rain from the tropic storm was lightly tapping against the window. Ken looked as if he was contemplating something.

Elsewhere Tommy too was awake, sat on the end of the bed staring at his gun.

 

“I had that motherf*cker in my sights, I should have capped him!” Tommy said, frustrated. He walked to his mini bar and poured himself a glass of vodka.

Radamel meanwhile was out at sea on his speedboat. The headlights of another boat grew larger as the boat came nearer, it stopped beside Radamel’s boat. Two shadows boarded his boat,

 

“Perez. Juan. My two brothers. Welcome to Vice City.” Radamel greeted his brothers

“It’s been a long time since we speak Radamel, Cartagena has gone to sh*t since you leave” Perez told Radamel

“Cartagena is old news, amigo. This, this is Vice City. We can make it big here! One small problem though.” Radamel told his brothers

“And that is?” Perez questioned

“Tommy Vercetti. He needs to eradicated, the quicker the better.”

“I’m on it.” Juan told the other two. “If he needs taking care of, I’ll make sure he dead.”

 

Radamel smiled at them. He turned on the boat engine as the other two loaded bags onto the boat from theirs.

 

“Come, brothers I have a house close to the Mainland. I’ll tell you more about Vercetti later. Now, we celebrate our new beginnings!” Radamel starts laughing

 

Radamel drove the boat to the Mainland. Spray from the water created a backwash behind the speedboat.

 

“Don’t ya just love it amigos?!” Radamel shouted

“Perez how long are we gonna have to spend with this pendejo? I mean, seriously, after what he did back home you think he’s gonna get away with it?” Juan asked

“Juan, stay cool man. As soon as we get ourselves settled, then we take him out, carry out his unfinished business, and finish this Tommy Vercetti ourselves.” Perez told Juan

 

They arrived at shore, Radamel hadn’t heard a word of what Juan and Perez were discussing, he was completely oblivious. The three men walked to a run down one-floor house.

 

“Wow Radamel, you really live it big.” Juan said in a sarcastic tone

“Juan shut the f*ck up man.” Radamel replied. “Here, 3 bedrooms. Pick your room and get some sleep, I’ll see ya in the morning.”

 

Juan started cursing under his breath. The apartment was extremely poor. Wallpaper had water damage, the floorboards were swelling up from the countless leaks in the roof coupled with the storm season. None of the locks in the house worked, somebody could walk in at any given moment and rob them. For that reason Juan held an MP5 in his hand as he lay in bed. Radamel gave him a puzzled look.

 

“Home protection.” Juan explained to Radamel.

 

Radamel turned away and walked into the next room, Juan pointed the gun at him, very tempted to pull the trigger. He drifted off to sleep in not one of the best moods imaginable.

[daviescirca93]

Feedback anyone???

 

Im releasing another part in a few hours.

[Lethal Nizzle]

A fellow Welshman, nice! Whereabout you from?

 

Anyway, good story. I hope to see the storyline pick up soon!

[daviescirca93]

Great to see another Welshman in WD! I'm from Cardiff, what about you?

 

The storyline will get more alive very soon, after the sub chapter I'm going to put on here it will pick up

I'll be sure to read yours, too. Sounds interesting

[Lethal Nizzle]

I'm not far from Newport, on the Welsh side of the Severn Bridge. I support the Bluebirds mind, all the way!

 

Can't wait for it!