Blooded In

Chapter 4: The Bond of Family

The next few weeks passed in a blur of adrenaline and activity. Y/n quickly adapted to the fast-paced life of Chang Gang, learning the ins and outs of heists, dodging the law, and forming strong bonds with her new crew. Curtis became her mentor and close friend, guiding her through the dangerous streets of Los Santos and teaching her the ropes.

One evening, the gang gathered at the hideout for a much-needed break. Mr. K had ordered pizza, and the group lounged around, sharing stories and laughs. Y/n felt a deep sense of camaraderie as they listened to the tales of past exploits and near-misses.

Curtis nudged Y/n. "Got any good stories of your own yet?"

Y/n laughed. "Well, I think the jewelry store and the bank heist are enough excitement for a while. But I'm sure there will be more to come."

Ramee, who had been quietly listening, leaned in. "What brought you to Los Santos, Y/n? How'd you end up with us?"

Y/n paused, considering how much to share. "I needed a fresh start. Things weren't great back home, and I wanted a change. I stumbled into Los Santos and found myself in the right—or wrong—places at the right times. Then Curtis came along, and the rest is history."

Mr. K raised his drink. "To fresh starts and new family."

The gang echoed the toast, raising her glasses. Y/n felt a warm glow of acceptance and belonging.

Later that night, after most of the gang had dispersed, Curtis and Y/n found themselves alone on the rooftop of the hideout, looking out over the city. The lights of Los Santos twinkled below them, and the cool night air carried the distant sounds of the bustling city.

Curtis leaned against the railing, a thoughtful expression on his face. "You know, Y/n, when I first met you, I wasn't sure if you'd stick around. But you've proven yourself time and time again."

Y/n smiled. "I couldn't have done it without you and the boys. You all took a chance on me."

Curtis chuckled. "Yeah, well, we're a family. We look out for each other. And you've become an important part of that family."

Y/n felt a surge of gratitude. "Thanks, Curtis. That means a lot."

They stood in comfortable silence for a moment, enjoying the view. Then Curtis spoke again, his tone more serious. "There's something I've been meaning to talk to you about. Something big is coming up, and we could use someone with your skills."

Y/n turned to face him, curiosity piqued. "What is it?"

Curtis glanced around, making sure they were alone. "It's a high-stakes job. Bigger than anything we've done so far. We're planning to hit a convoy transporting high-value assets. It's heavily guarded, and the risks are high, but the payoff is huge."

Y/n's eyes widened. "A convoy? That sounds intense."

Curtis nodded. "It is. But with the right planning and execution, we can pull it off. Mr. K and I have been working on the details, and we think you're ready to be part of this."

Y/n felt a mix of excitement and apprehension. "When is it going down?"

"Next week," Curtis replied. "We'll spend the next few days planning and preparing. I want you to be ready."

Y/n took a deep breath, the magnitude of the job sinking in. "I'm in. Whatever it takes."

Curtis smiled, a hint of pride in his eyes. "I knew I could count on you."

The following days were a whirlwind of preparation. The gang gathered intel on the convoy, studied its route, and devised a plan to intercept it. Y/n found herself deeply involved in the planning, her confidence growing with each passing day.

One evening, as they were going over the final details, Mr. K called for everyone's attention. "Alright, everyone. Tomorrow's the big day. We've got everything we need, and we're ready to go. Remember, stick to the plan, watch each other's backs, and we'll come out on top."

The gang nodded in agreement, a sense of determination and unity filling the room. Y/n felt a mix of nerves and excitement.

The night before the heist, Y/n found herself unable to sleep. They went up to the rooftop, needing some fresh air to clear her mind. To her surprise, Curtis was already there, looking out over the city.

"Couldn't sleep either?" Curtis asked, a knowing smile on his face.

Y/n shook her head. "Too much going on up here," she said, tapping her temple.

Curtis nodded. "It's normal to feel that way. Just remember, we've got each other's backs. We'll get through this together."

Y/n felt a wave of reassurance. "Thanks, Curtis. I needed to hear that."

Curtis patted her on the shoulder. "Get some rest. Tomorrow's a big day."

As Y/n headed back inside, she felt a renewed sense of determination. She was a part of something bigger now, a family that believed in her. And no matter what challenges lay ahead, she knew she could face them with Curtis and the rest of Chang Gang by her side.