Athena's POV
I got my plane and took a taxi to my new apartment. It was small, very nice and furnished but why does it need to be big its just me living there. It has a bedroom with a adjoining bathroom. A small kitchen including a fridge, stove, dishwasher, an island and pantry. The living room was really nice I loved my apartment but, to keep affording it I would need a job. I'm going to go job searching I would love to dance for a job but, who would hire a unknown? I'll walk around the city for job interviews but, I hear there's bad gang fights around town.
Time skip
After three interviews I walked to the next one for a waitress but, on my way there I heard a huge explosion it was the Bank of Los Santos then I saw 9 people walk out, they were all masked. I watched as they got into a car but one stared straight at me until they drove away.
Time skip
When I was half way to the fifth interview when I was snatched off the sidewalk into a van that was pitch black they gagged me then put a bag on my head like I couldn't see before. Then I felt a slight pinch on the arm. Then the whole world went black....
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New Life
FanfictionLos Santos is a city of second chances. Athena a 20 year old lyrical dancer moved there for a new life but she was kidnapped by one of the crews that own the city. She even took a liking to one of them. Will her life ever be the same?
