Los Santos. (VanossGaming FF)

Part 20

Evan drives into the garage as he wouldn't let me drive on the way home since I was tired. When he parks we get out of the car letting me stretch. I hear my back cracking and I go to take a step when he grabs my arm, pulling me back. I look up at his face to see his sunglasses still on his face. His mouth was straight and wasn't in a smile anymore.

"Yes?" I ask as I raise an eyebrow in his direction. His mouth opens as if he was going to say something but it closes again as I hear a door slam shut. I ignore it but Evan doesn't as his head turns. Then I hear many doors closing making me turn my head this time. I see a group surrounding their fast cars as I feel Evans grip on my arm grow righter.

"Who are you and what do you want?" Evan asks loudly. Half the guys go to grab something from their cars while the others that were in the middle stand straighter.

"We are Werives, the allies of the Tartarus gang and we are here to avenge them," the main guy said as he folds his arms, his tattoos showing against the sunset rays. As soon as he finished everyone had some type of pistol, shotgun or machine gun pointed at us making us freeze. Evan immediately ducks behind the car we just got out of, dragging me with him as the guns started shooting. Evan takes out his phone and dials Del who immediately answers.

"Delirious we have a code red you need to get guns out and shoot from the upstairs window, if you come down here and shoot we will be over run," Evan said before he confirms a few other tactics with him before he hangs up. I then hear explosions going off.

"THEY'RE SHOOTING BACK, GET UNDER COVER!" guys yelled. The shooting scattered a bit as they all run to find a place to hide behind. Even glances through the window for a second before he curses. He looks at me through the sunglasses.

"If you loose any of us from your sights, run and get out of here. Call later," he said sternly before handing me my phone that I apparently forgot in the car. He must've grabbed it when we got out. I nod my head violently before I feel it starting to ache.

"Shit," I muttered under my breath as I grab my head. Evan moves but then he throws himself over me, knocking me to the ground as the area we were just at was sprayed with bullets. Evan is off me in seconds before he runs behind his truck. I see his door open and his seat move so I know he's going to grab weapons. I see him grab something big before I see him peak out with a RPG on his shoulder. He aims and shoots it at the enemy.

I peak up to see a slightly empty area but I see the enemies hiding behind cars and mailboxes. I see the door open and Del comes out with a grenade launcher, a shot gun and a pistol attached at his hips and a bullet proof vest. He has two more bullet proof vest over his shoulder as he shoots at people as he makes his way over to me. He ducks behind the car and hand me a vest. I wrap it around me and clip it together before I grab the shotgun that is being handed to me. I grab the ammo and put it in my vest pocket before I look up and start shooting at ones that try to get near. Del makes his way to Evan and hands him a vest. I feel my head starting to ache more and I know that if I keep going it's going to get worse. Why is it still acting up when he's dead I don't know.

I lean against the car with my back as I hold my head. The pain increases as the shooting seems to get louder and louder. Then it stopped, and I still had my own senses. I slowly lift my head as I grab my shotgun. I look around to see that Evan and Del were gone from behind the truck and that people were still shooting. I continue looking to see that I didn't see anyone I knew. I think back to what Evan said and turn to go to the back door only to see two big guys with shotguns pointed right at me.

"So you're the one that killed Zero, we got to laugh at the fact he was killed by a girl," the big guy with long hair pulled back in a pony said.

"Hilarious, especially when it's his own daughter. I was told that his daughter was beautiful, but you look magnificent," the other guy with a buzz cut and a creepy tattoo on the side of his face. I bring the shot gun up and point it at them, going back and forth. They just grin wildly and cock their shotguns as they continue pointing the shotguns right at my head.