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Grand Theft Auto ch.1
By tobycompy2.0
GRAND THEFT AUTO
Chapter 1
I didn't think I could do it, the mafia, the yakuzas, the bloods, the crypts, I was employed for them all. Now they want me... dead. Well, I've got a suprise for them.. They're comin' to my place. I said we could have a little... tournament to see who can kill me first. Why did they accept? I am paying them each one million dollars to kill me. But the catch is... I'm not gonna pay a million bucks to each of them and I'm not gonna be killed. I gotta huge bomb set at a fake condo of mine. The second they are all there, thats the second the entire place ignites. Where will I be? I'll be one of the security guard outside the gate... While we're waiting for them to get here and the big boom, how about I tell you my story? How about in the third person? Heh heh."
Anthony Price walked out of the Ammunation, 5 days was up and he had his handgun.
Anthony had a slight goatee and black hair that might have been an inch long, his brown eyes looked around at the city. He wore a black tux, people may have been thinking he was going to a party or a wedding, well, maybe you could call vengeance a party.
He had a bar, but it was also a strip club, called the Krazy Kitty, the place had dancers everywhere, litted up by neon lights. Half the girls that worked there he would have every night, makin' big money, gettin' laid, nice apartment.
But the mafia mistook him for an old friend of his by the name of George Fulner. Yeah, they took over the bar stole stole all of Price's honeys and threw him out on the street with nothin' but fifty bucks. Fifty bucks.
Anthony Price spent the first night under newspapers. He slept there. He was starting to get a beard.
Anthony looked around at the place he was sleepin' around. The alley of an old building with a few other bums layin' around. Dammit, he wasn't a bum. He was pretty much a pimp.
Anthony looked up at the sky, clouds everywhere.
He decided he was going to take a little trip to Ammunation.
What in the hell was he going to do? Suddenly Anthony got a crazy idea.
"Why would I do this, though? I've had so much, I can't sink that low." Anthony thought out loud.
But he wasn't exactly the same person he'd been the day before.
He walked out by the stop sign just outside of the alley. A station-wagon pulled up looking to see if any other cars were coming.
Anthony looked around for any cops. Here we go...
He walked up to the car slowly. Around to the driver's side. It was a man, he looked up.
"Hey, pal, what the hell you doin'?" The man said. Anthony kicked the window shattering glass all over the man. "What are you doing!?"
Anthony stuck his hand in and pulled on his hair, and then punched him in the face blacking him out. He was still half-awake.
He opened the door and took the man out laying him on the road. And looked over to see in the cup-holder a BIG GULP.
Just as the man was regaining conciousness, he felt something hit him in the head and then splash liquid all over him. He felt on his back to see what it was. Just as he read the letters BIG GULP, his car drove away.
"HEYYYYYY!" The man stood up and tried to run after. He couldn't.
Anthony Price drove smiling. That was a rush. He looked in the back seat. BINGO! A wallet. He picked it up and looked inside. Credit card.. no good. Membership to Weight Watchers. Ooh! 40 dollars.
"Well, I got it up to ninety."
He arrived at Ammunation, and looked up at the sign. "Let's hope I got enough money for a handgun."
He walked in looking at the selection, YES! 85 dollars for 9mm. He couldn't believe it. Cheapness. Comes with one magazine. The place had a few lights and was quite small. But with many guns to select. He walked up to the man put the gun on the counter. And put down the money.
"Come back in five days to pick it up, I don't need to see any ID, you look trustworthy."
The clerk had long hair and a deep british accent. No ID, he was lucky today.
His luck just needed to continue.
The city he was in was called Liberty City, it was divided into three different areas. Portland, Staunton Island and Shoreside Vale. At the moment he was in Portland. After he picked up his gun he was going back over to Staunton for revenge and where his club was.
"Its time.. to get my club back."
T o B e C o n t i n u e d...
Thanks for reading and please comment, by the way many things are similar, but this is not the story of GTAIII. Chapter 2 coming soon.
9/13/2002 8:14:43 PM
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