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#1. New City.

Raven's POV

Los Santos.... i wanted to move here since i was 7, guess you could say my dreams came true. With a big city comes crime, something i don't wanna get caught up in.

I walked off the plane in to the warm air and give a happy sigh. I had a new appartment not far off the beach, and had a few relatives staying here.

I don't know where though....

I didn't have a big suitcase so i walked to my new appartment, i was a walker, not so much a driver. I walk up to my new appartment to see a man in shorts and a blue t-shirt standing outside..

He looks up from his phone and his eyes widen. "You must be Raven?" He says. He has a thick australian accent and a stupid hairstyle.

"Yeah thats me, your andy right?" I say. He nods and throws me the keys. "Then come on lets go." he says. I walk in to the appartment and .... wow.

This place is big and pretty enough to be a hotel. After a ton of rules, tax and other stuff, he left and said only this ;

"Be carefull about where you walk in this city, or you'll be kidnapped... and make sure you go to the bank at busy times, you got less chance of becoming a hostage."

Then walks out, great way to welcome someone to a city they have never been in before. I look out of the wardrobe sized windows and the view... agh.... it was to die for.

I walked around the appartment, 2 bedrooms, 2 bathrooms and a giant kitchen, "Ahh home now..." i say to myself. I unpack and decide to go for a walk.

I walked out of the garage and on to the street, it was 1:30 pm and people were already walking out of bars totally wasted. So much for 'beautiful City.'

I was walking down vinewood hills and this giant SUV comes darting towards me. I have to sprint into someones runway to avoid being hit.

The people in the SUV were.. i guess you could say 'gang like' they had the looks of a gang and tatoo's were everwhere. I stare at one of them and he says:

???- Hey, you okay?
R- yeah im fine.

He has a red hoodie with white stripes and sunglasses. 'Asshole' i thought to myself, Then one of them throws a liquor bottle at me.

I try to dodge it but ended up hitting my face, i pry my hands away from my face to reveal puddles of blood in my hands.

They all start crying with laughter and red hoodie just sits there, then i hear this:" Pff, weak little girl..." then he slams on the accelerator and is gone in the blink of an eye.

I walk back to my place with blood dripping from my face, i thought they were nice, obviously not. My dream city and i get hit with a liquor bottle the minute i get here.

I run up the stairs and into my bathroom, my face was a mess...

my lip was split, my cheek had a small but deep cut on it and had one across my fore head. The tears kept streaming down my face, a mix of anger, sadness and pain.

I cleaned my face and patched up the cuts, i couldn't stop thinking about the guy.... and the asshole that threw the liquor bottle, he was wearing a hockey mask..... hmm.... definitely a gang.

I didn't get a good look at the others, but i know there was about 7-8 of them... definitely a gang.

I could go on, but i started to get a pounding headache. I got a glass of water and ibuprofen.
I walk to the window and look at the time, 9:30 pm already?! Damn..

I walk over to the window and see people running. I looked onto the beach to see four people on motorbikes. But they weren't just people..... I noticed the guy from today.... he was holding a hunting rifle and shot a few people that looked like another gang.

Just as i walk closer to the window a police SUV explodes and i trip over a table, and come straight onto the floor, the glass fell and smashed onto the hard wood floor.

Luckily my appartment was up pretty high, and i was lucky the glass in the windows wern't smashed yet.

Oh god.... what next?

I hope you like this! I will try to update twice a week.

peace out

fluff xx