Los Gangstas
Fanfict
Ch.2 - Karma
Fanfict
Ch.2 - Karma
Main characters in this chapter
Lucky Lucifer
Jaiden Stryker
And many more wink
Hours before our protagonist, Shenco, found himself on the wrong side of a shooting; two others found themselves in another unfortunate situation.
“C’mon man this is ridiculous”
“Relax homey, as soon as we get that call, we out”
“Man we’ve been in this car for…It’s been hours innit?”
“Ha “innit” …It’s “Isn’t it” here in the states Luck”
“Oh piss off, Bad enough that Villains got us waitin in ‘ere with ******** guns on us, and god knows what else in the trunk”
“We cool as long as long as the cops don’t show…Especially not that crooked ******** mind, Ay as long we in here, tell me, how’d you end up workin for Villain?”
“s**t mate, I dont wanna talk about it”
“***** come on!”
“Fine, so, a couple months ago, back in London, I’m at a pub yeah,”
“Pub?”
“It’s a bar you ******** waster! don’t interrupt. So I’m at this pub downin a pint, and this lil bird walks in, she glances ova, and starts chattin me up and all. Goin on about “oh I’ve always fancied black guys but never had one”. Me being the only black guy in ‘ere well, y’know"
“*****, yeah I know, White girls love us, no s**t. How the ******** does that explain why you’re here?’
“Oh cool it ye c**t. So me an her is talking an all of a sudden a group of chavs walks in, fitteds, jewels, expensive sneakers, the whole lot of em. One walks over to me, asks why I’m with his girl. I tell him to piss off he punches me in the face then-“
*CALIFORNIA LOOOOOOVEEE* (Ringtone)
“Oh s**t, It villains callin, Yeah…Uh huh…Aight…. Where… Aight, We out now, lata boss”
“What? What are we doin tonight? Stick up? Delivery?
“We gotta kill 2 people, tonight.”
“********?
“Dunno, we gotta meet a contact first, that person’ll give us the pictures and location of who we’re talkin about. He said he texted you where the contact is”
“Oh, s**t, he did, I didn’t notice it go off…, Ok, were goin to a club, between 115th and King Card Ave”
“115th and Card? Shiiiiiiit”
“What? You’ve been there?
“Homey That’s the Rappers Haven”
The drive over was silent. Stryker was planning in his head how the night would go down. He’d go to the haven, in and out in minutes, get the info, and carry out orders. He knew lucky was only there for backup.
Lucky on the other hand was trying to envision himself ending a life, but couldn’t do so in every scenario he had envisioned.
“We here homey, lets go”
As they entered the club, streams of smoke scents of liquors blaring bass encompassed them. The man they were to meet was the owner. They walked towards one of the clubs security guards.
Security Guard : "Yo wattup Stryke. Resin’ll be about 5 minutes, meanwhile look at on stage, it’s startin soon”
“What’s startin?”
Security Guard: A battle
The music faded out as both rappers came on stage.
Erriana:
Aiyo, Ive seen your raps your pretty half decent
but ill peel the wrapper off this rapper like reeses
after that its a wrap ill be breakin him to pieces
they wont be able to tell him from stain glass parts or a chain emblem of Jesus
Referee: Oh s**t! Kloo, 2 bars it’s on you!
Kloo:
Aight Aight, that was ok but look
She’s inferior I can’t be compared to her
And between her flow and her face, I don’t know what’s scarier
But I shouldn’t talk, she lets me hit it just to cheer me up
So every night I’m in ya area- get it? I’m~in~ya~erria
Ref: Damn! In a while the judges, Teezy,Vedic and Spades’ll decide the winner!
The office door opens and Resin steps out followed by a group of his associates. He approaches the duo.
What the ******** are you idiots doin? Villains payin you to watch battles at my club?
“s**t…My fault, so yeah the 2 dudes-“
“Shut the ******** up!, Don’t talk until we're in the office”
As they walked to the office Luck wondered why Stryke, who never took disrespect, was compliant with Resin
“Ok, here’s the folders, in each are the two poor sons of bitches that’ll come down with a bad case of lead poisoning tonight…Heh Heh Heh”
“What they do to you?”
“One robbed my safehouse a few weeks back…Him and a crew…The got away with some…Rare guns….Guns you don’t see on the street every day”
“What like, hard core s**t? M16s and whatnot?”
“No…But they had sentimental value…I made my first kill with one of em,it’s important you get it back…”
“Right. And the other”
“Yeah, this one breaks my heart, but it’s one of my workers. She’s skimming money from the register…And I gotta set an example…Hey whats with ya partner there, he hasn’t said a word….And he looks scared shitless”
“Nah he’s just…New..”
“Enough talking , Go handle my business, and tell Villain to send some ******** sensible goons next time.
As they left the club and headed to the car, both knew that the night couldn’t end well.
“Which one first?”
“You choose”
“******** that, these are lives were dealing with here, not a ******** hand of cards mate!
“Fine…This one first”
As he reaches for a Folder the contents inside are of no matter to him. It’s not a person in there, it’s a job. It can’t be a person, not to him, not tonight, or the job couldn’t be completed. With a swift sweep he grabs the folder from Luckys grasp.
Name: Spaztastic
Known spotted Location: 638 Maine Forem Ave
“Lets go”
Had the radio been off during the drive, the awkward silence would have been dominant. Jaiden focusing on the road & task ahead, and Lucky’s eyes starting out the window, as they had been since leaving the club.
“Finish the story”
“What”
“How you ended up doin this”
“Why?”
“I aint gonna have us not talking for the rest of the night”
“…Fine…So…So this group of scallys, who look like they live by the G-unit bible walk in yeah. One of em roughs me up for talking to ‘is girl”
“So what’d you do?”
“I shived the ******** arsehole”
“Oh s**t!”
“Yeah, Pulled out my blade and shanked the bastid right n his ‘art”
O_O
“So, his crew dashes off, and I run like ******** hell back to my flat, next day I wake up, turn on the telly, news reports that the prime ministers nephew was stabbed in a pub last night”
“Oh ********!”
“S’wat I thought too mate. Then I took me savings a few hundred pounds, hopped on a plane to the states, met up Makairo, a friend of mine, and he put me in contact with Villain. Bein an Illegal Immigrant, I cant really find straight work ‘ere can I?
“HAHAHAHAHAAHAHA. That’s some ******** up s**t homey.”
“Yeah mate”
“So…You killed someone back in London”
“Yeah”
“But…You have a problem with what we gotta do tonight?”
“I mean yeah, It’s bloody different innit? That was self defense….For the most part, But this is cold blood, this is killing for money on some whim that arsehole resin has!”
“True….True….But this girl we rollin up on…That kid you stabbed, does the reaper care how or why it happened? Ain’t death the same regardless of motivation?
“……..”
“Think on that one my dude…”
“Why’d you stop?”
“Cause we’re here. You can stay in the car”
“Nah man, were partners right? I gotta see this through”
As the two made their way inside, Lucky questioned his boss’s orders but showed no sign of it. The got to the apartment and knocked on the door.
*Bang Bang Bang*
“Who’s that?”
“Sorry to disturb you but we work for Resin, he’s giving all of his workers a cash bonus, we’re dropping off the money for you all tonight”
“Oh word! Aight”
As soon as she opened the door, Jaiden raised his silenced 44.
*Chuip Chuip….Chuip*
Three shots, two to the chest, last to the head. Though silenced, the sound of each bullet seemed like a roaring slam to the ears of Lucky.
“Close the door! We out boy!”
The two quietly walked out, of the apartment building and headed back to the car. Lucky’s somber face again stared outside his window.
“Shittt! I ain’t sayin killin is fun but…It’s a hella big adrenaline rush homey!.....Yo what’s with you? Worried we getting caught for this s**t? Ya gotta relax, firstly, that was one of the shittiest hoods around here, there weren’t no cameras to see us..”
“Nah mate…Don’t even worry about ******** ‘ell man. Let’s get this night ova with yeah?”
Lucky reaches for the 2nd folder and begins to open the dossier.
“ STOP…Put that s**t down partna. You need to chill the out before we do anything else And we got the whole night to cap that other one.…You hungry?
“What?”
“Are~You~Hungry? As in food *****! Oh I’m sorry, I’ll speak so you can understand, “fancy a bite to to eat mate?”
“******** you!....But yeah man, I could go for a bite”
“Hahahaha, Aight homey…I’ll take you to one of illest spots to catch a burger in the city…It’s called the Phoenix Fist”
With Jaiden pushing 95 mph through the city they arrive at the diner in 20 minutes …As the streets become desolate after dark.
“Aight I’m goin around the back for parking, keep ya eyes out for a spot”
“Oh ******** hell!”
“You see a spot?”
“Nah look over there, some bloke’s bleedin down that alley!”
“Aww s**t…”
“We gotta help the man!”
“s**t….We got the time”
The two pull up next to the figure and help him into the car.
“Who…What the ******** happened to you”
“Names…Shenco…Got shot…Ughh…My leg….”
“Relax, well get you to a hospital, Jaiden!”
“Yeah, there’s one not too far from here!
“No!...No hospitals!...Take me to…38 Jinx Street…Theres a girl, Femmunition, she’s a med student…Just get to her place,And I’ll be fine”
“Gotcha ******** all over my back seat an s**t””
Jaiden pushes his black sedan to it’s limits, reaching 138 through the streets, within minutes he arrives at Femm’s location, after ringing her bell she answers, half asleep, she see’s the two men, and her friend bleeding and doesn’t even blink.
“God. What have you gotten yourself into now?...Shot and…You took a blow to the head?”
“Damn, she just glanced at you, she is good!”
“Ok, my car's right over there, put him in the back seat, I don’t have what I need to treat his wounds here…Shen, can you hear me? I’m gonna take you to the Syndicate’s safehouse ok…Dammit…He’s unconscious…Ok, just put him in the car…And thank you…You guys are a Godsend.”
The two place Shenco into the car and watch and him and Femmunition drive off. Lucky’s demeanor shifts from solemn to relaxed.
“Heh, Look at you…Is that a smile!”
“Yeah mate…For all the ******** up things we’re doing tonight… At least we’ve done some good yeah?
“Yeah…But…Now let’s get back doing the “******** up”…One more then we can go home.”
“Wait…Can we…Just…Take a minute…Let’s wait a minute until we condemn the next poor soul”
“Aight fine”
5 minutes pass, the two, leaning on the car, reflecting on recent events.
“Ok mate, let’s go…”
The two enter the car and lucky opens the second folder.
“So were we goin for this one homey?”
“No….”
“Huh?”
“No bloody way”
“What is it? What’s up?”
Lucky passes Jaiden the Picture.
Name: Shenco
Known spotted location: The Phoenix Fist
Known Carried Weapons: Resin Smoke’s 22 pistol which must be retrieved.
To be continued...
