Black lagoon and GTA 4 crossover: (Revy x Male reader)

Chapter 22:Departure time

-Author POV-

As they gathered at Maisonette 9, the atmosphere was charged with tension and anticipation. The anti-hero stood tall, flanked by his loyal companions from Dwayne's crew, ready to take on whatever challenges lay ahead. Tony and Luis exchanged determined looks, their resolve unwavering despite the dangers they faced.

Tony, his eyes reflecting a mixture of apprehension and determination, addressed the group. "Alright, everyone, listen up. Today, we're going after Ray and Timur. They've been causing us too much trouble, and it's time we put an end to it. We stick together, watch each other's backs, and we'll come out on top."

Luis, his expression one of fierce determination, nodded in agreement. "Hell yeah, Tony. We're not backing down from these assholes. With our crew and Dwayne's boys on our side, we've got the firepower and the numbers to take them down."

The anti-hero, his demeanor stoic yet determined, nodded in agreement. "Let's do this, guys. Ray and Timur won't know what hit them. Stay focused, stay sharp, and we'll make sure they regret ever crossing us."

Tony: Listen, the Word is they're on a big heroin shipment at Coney Island....but first, take me to the monoglobe monument thing in Meadows Park. I'll pay for a room for me and stay there for a few hours

With their plan set and their resolve steel, the group prepared to confront their enemies head-on, ready to fight tooth and nail for their survival and their vengeance. As they climbed into Dwayne's companion gang car, the atmosphere crackled with a mixture of tension and determination. Tony, Luis, and the anti-hero settled into their seats, flanked by Dwayne's crew, each member radiating an aura of readiness for the impending confrontation. Dwayne's companion gang car is a sleek and formidable vehicle, customized to reflect the rugged and intimidating persona of its occupants. Its exterior is adorned with dark, matte finishes, accentuated by subtle but menacing details such as tinted windows and reinforced body panels. The car sits low to the ground, its powerful engine purring beneath the hood, ready to unleash its full potential at a moment's notice. Custom alloy wheels gleam in the sunlight, each rim equipped with high-performance tires designed to grip the road with unwavering tenacity. The interior of the car is equally impressive, with plush leather seats providing both comfort and support during their missions. The dashboard is fitted with state-of-the-art technology, including a navigation system and communication devices to ensure seamless coordination between the members of the group. The anti-hero Tony to the motel.

Anti-hero: Also, if we survive this shit, me and Tony will find you, if we don't survive, we are gone.

Tony's response was a mixture of gratitude and resolve, reflecting his characteristic flair and bravado.

"Thanks for the ride, guys," Tony remarked, flashing a charming yet somewhat apprehensive smile. "I'll lay low for a bit, let things cool off."

His words carried a sense of determination, tempered with a hint of anxiety about the uncertain path ahead. Despite the gravity of the situation, Tony's innate charisma shone through, his unwavering confidence serving as a beacon of hope for his companions. With a nod of acknowledgment, Tony stepped out of the car, his movements measured and deliberate. As he disappeared into the motel, his silhouette framed against the fading daylight, it was evident that he was steeling himself for the challenges that lay ahead, ready to face whatever fate had in store. As they drove through the bustling streets toward Coney Island, the atmosphere inside the car crackled with tension and anticipation. The anti-hero's grip tightened on the steering wheel, his gaze focused ahead with a steely determination. Luis, seated beside him, glanced out the window, his expression a mix of grim resolve and wary vigilance. In the backseat, Dwayne's companions exchanged terse nods and exchanged brief words in low tones, their demeanor reflecting the seriousness of their mission. Each member of the group understood the gravity of the situation, the stakes higher than ever as they approached their target.