Post by $avage Life on Apr 1, 2012 21:38:37 GMT -5
-The sun had begun to sink below the horizon, setting a soothing color to the unknown city. Kane didn’t venture out of Los Santos much; there wasn’t really any need to. “Aight, Lil homie, keep da car runnin’, shit shouldn’t take more den five minutes. If i ain't out by den, you know what ta do.” B.J. then adjusts the rearview mirror so that he could scan the streets behind him. The passenger side door was then opened as Kane steps out, The ak-47 that was strapped to his body was re-adjusted to hang by his left side underneath the large, black trench coat that covered his form. A bullet-proof vest was snuggly fitted to his upper body, just in case things get abit hectic. He closes the door behind him and starts his stroll down the street, taking a look at a few of the bystanders who had no clue about what was going to happen. The meet was supposed to go down at 8:00 but Kane had arrived an hour earlier just to get a scope of the scene.<c>
- The Da Nang Boys were supposed to have a drug house in the Queen’s area and a fresh batch was to be delivered that night and a black car that pulled in front of the house confirmed Ace knew his shit. He had made it to the house and slipped around back, before watching four men exit the vehicle and enter the house with six duffle bags. Things seemed to be going according to plan until another vehicle had shown up and more Asian’s exit but with the gun’s these guys were carrying it didn’t look like they were customers. Shortly after the men had entered the house, the sound of yelling was followed by a fierce gun battle that lasted for only a few minutes then there was silence. “Fuck it” Kane says to himself and he moves to the back door and plants his foot into the wooden structure. As the door crashes open, Kane pulls his weapon around to the front of his body as he takes aim on the first person he sees.<c>
- The trigger was pulled and a barrage of bullets exploded from the barrel, ripping through everything within its path. Thing were happening so fast that Kane didn’t realize that he been shot in his left shoulder. The barrel of the weapon was raised just a few inch’s as the chamber continued to spit out hot metal that connected with warm flesh. As the pain from the bullet wound began to kick in, Kane ducks off into a nearby bedroom to try and get himself together. “What that fuck is goin’ on?” He say’s to himself as he removes the empty clip from his weapon and retrieves another from the waistline of his pants. He jams the clip into the bottom of the AK then peers around the corner as the gunfire’s dies down. Moving around the corner, the weapon was raised once again as Kane slowly maneuvered his way throughout the house, stepping over dead gang members until he reached the front room.<c>
- The sudden ring of gunshots could be heard outside before a familiar face burst through the door. B.J. moves over to Kane “Damn homie you straight?” He asks as he tries to help Kane. “I’m good...” Kane replied “ Jus grab da shit an lez roll.” The bags were checked and everything was in order so B.J. complied as Kane made his way towards the door, scoping the area before exiting. The streets where clear, which was normal when gunshots were heard so it wasn’t much of a hassle for the two to get the bags loaded up and inside the car. The quickly pulled away from the scene as B.j. continued to worry Kane “I’m gonna get you to a hospital mah nigga, jus hold tight.” The car weaved in and out of traffic, B.j. was driving like a mad man until Kane spoke out “Aye nigga…I ain’t dyin. Jus get us back to LS an I’ll be good.” There was no need for an argument, he just did what he was told and turned the car to head towards Los Santos. <e>
- The Da Nang Boys were supposed to have a drug house in the Queen’s area and a fresh batch was to be delivered that night and a black car that pulled in front of the house confirmed Ace knew his shit. He had made it to the house and slipped around back, before watching four men exit the vehicle and enter the house with six duffle bags. Things seemed to be going according to plan until another vehicle had shown up and more Asian’s exit but with the gun’s these guys were carrying it didn’t look like they were customers. Shortly after the men had entered the house, the sound of yelling was followed by a fierce gun battle that lasted for only a few minutes then there was silence. “Fuck it” Kane says to himself and he moves to the back door and plants his foot into the wooden structure. As the door crashes open, Kane pulls his weapon around to the front of his body as he takes aim on the first person he sees.<c>
- The trigger was pulled and a barrage of bullets exploded from the barrel, ripping through everything within its path. Thing were happening so fast that Kane didn’t realize that he been shot in his left shoulder. The barrel of the weapon was raised just a few inch’s as the chamber continued to spit out hot metal that connected with warm flesh. As the pain from the bullet wound began to kick in, Kane ducks off into a nearby bedroom to try and get himself together. “What that fuck is goin’ on?” He say’s to himself as he removes the empty clip from his weapon and retrieves another from the waistline of his pants. He jams the clip into the bottom of the AK then peers around the corner as the gunfire’s dies down. Moving around the corner, the weapon was raised once again as Kane slowly maneuvered his way throughout the house, stepping over dead gang members until he reached the front room.<c>
- The sudden ring of gunshots could be heard outside before a familiar face burst through the door. B.J. moves over to Kane “Damn homie you straight?” He asks as he tries to help Kane. “I’m good...” Kane replied “ Jus grab da shit an lez roll.” The bags were checked and everything was in order so B.J. complied as Kane made his way towards the door, scoping the area before exiting. The streets where clear, which was normal when gunshots were heard so it wasn’t much of a hassle for the two to get the bags loaded up and inside the car. The quickly pulled away from the scene as B.j. continued to worry Kane “I’m gonna get you to a hospital mah nigga, jus hold tight.” The car weaved in and out of traffic, B.j. was driving like a mad man until Kane spoke out “Aye nigga…I ain’t dyin. Jus get us back to LS an I’ll be good.” There was no need for an argument, he just did what he was told and turned the car to head towards Los Santos. <e>