Your Choice

chapter 6

"WHAT'S UP YA BUTTER CUPS YA BOI SMITTY HERE!" A guy shouted as he heeled in the room. Brock laughed and shook his head. "Smitty, you're going to scare him." Smitty winked at Moo. "Better out then in I always say" I couldn't help but laughing at the shriek reference. Brock shakes his head at us and turns to me. "Smitty will be taking you to Nogla and then a tour around the base. He'll show you your room and will help you around the base while your here."

Smitty walked over and stuck out his hand that I shook. "Nice to meet you, the names Smitty, meme lord extrodanare." I smiled as he pulled me off the gurney. "I'm Craig." "So he has a name! Vanoss has just been calling you 'That Kid'." Smitty was a bit taller then me, and had curly hair up top with shaved hair on the side. The hair on the sides of his head was dark brown, almost black, while the hair up top was white. One eye was red and the other was blue. (I know smitty did a face reveal and he don't look like that but there's a story behind it so hold the comments pwease)

Smitty dragged me out of the room and I had to shout a thank you to Brock who watched us from the door way looking like he was trying not to laugh. "Personally I think it would be cool if you stayed. We haven't gotten a new recrute in foreeeeeever and I could use someone to talk Tec with. The guys are fine and all but they don't understand anything. They're all about their guns." Smitty spoke as we took probably a million turns. How big is this place?

"Actually the last recrute was me." Smitty's face scrunched up in a wince. "You should have seen it when I got here. It's a miracal they hadn't been caught. Everything was so out of date and most of it was broke and the rest was breaking. Vanoss wasn't happy with the cost it took to replace it all but it was that or Tips was done for." Tips? Fuck fuck fuck, that's the most dangerous gang in Los Santos. I'm fucked, I'm going to die.

"Whelp we're here! Nogla is right in there." We stopped in front of a door. "Did you say Tips?" I asked praying I had just heard him wrong. "Yupperonie" "I'm not going in." I said and looked him in the eye. He didn't look like he would be in a gang. Smitty sighed, "I know what your thinking but trust me. Nogla, Brock, and me. We're more peaceful then the others. Nogla is the best person you could talk to, his job is negotiator after all. Now go on!" Smitty said and after opening the door, shoved me in the room.

The door closed behind me and I was greet by a small square room with a simple white table and two black metal chairs that, I noticed, where bolted to the floor. In the chair facing the door sat the Irish man I saw in the basement of the other gangs hideout. "Let's get right to it Then." Nogla said and gestured for me to sit down across from him.

Now I'm just stretching this out. I'm trying to keep the chapters short and this one was more then I expected. Sorry bout dat