You're a young teenage girl that's been living and growing up in the streets of Los Santos for 10 years. And for those 10 years, you've been stealing and selling to survive. Till one day, you interfere one of the gang's heist. During this heist, you...
The masked strangers entered the warehouse, I looked around trying to find another entrance. When I around back, I found an air vent.
"How convenient." I began kicking the vent to break open.
It took a couple more kicks but eventually broke the vent. I climbed in and up the vent, hopefully, it's stable enough to sustain my weight. When I entered the inside of the warehouse, I carefully and quietly shook the bars. Just my luck, it broke off, but the screws fell, causing it to make a small noise. I carefully set the bars down next to me and took my time to observe the place. There are holes in the roof, broken glass on the floor and no items on the shelves. The shelves are close and tall enough to jump and hide. I jumped on the first shelf and continued jumping from shelf to shelf when I hear voices below me. I stopped and looked down to see the four masked people, which now that I got a good look at them, they appear to be all male. Then a man entered the warehouse, without a mask and carrying a briefcase. I stayed quiet and tried to listen to what they're saying. But the only words I heard from someone say the words 'powerful' and 'protect'. Those words are what I love to hear. Something like that can be worth a lot of money. The man gave them the case, I put my mask and jacket on, ready to jump in and take it. When someone busts through the door. Three more masked people started shooting. The other masked man, and the man without one, ran to the other side of the warehouse, using the shelves to block the bullets. The man wearing the blue hoodie and hockey mask leaves with the man. I then realize that they left the briefcase in the middle of the warehouse. Instead of going over and get it, the two groups just continue shooting at each other. Which gave me an idea. I stood up and jump back to the vent when I'm finally back outside. I hopped on the bike and I set my glass eye locked on the briefcase. I then set my voice changer and start the engine. As I look back at the warehouse, one of the other group's men is injured. When they drove away, I look back at the briefcase, the man with the pig mask approaching it. I didn't waste any more time, I drove about eighty miles per hour. When I enter the warehouse again, I lean towards the left, grabbed the briefcase, and stopped by the other side of the warehouse. I looked up to see the three masked men staring at me.
"Thanks for making this way too easy." I then drove past them, leaving them in the warehouse.
I made it to the main road and checked the mirrors in case they are following me. I slow down to stop and look at what's in the case when bullets suddenly flew past me. I speed up and looked behind me. The masked men are following and shooting me. I zig-zag dodging their bullets, I looked back at the mirror, there is only one car and two men inside. I ignore where the third one was and continue driving towards the city, maybe if I'm lucky, I can lose them through the city. As I was getting closer to the Cassidy Creek Bridge to the city, there stood a silhouette in the middle of the bridge.
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(So... I didn't play GTA5, so I'm trying to make up as I go, sorry if I get this bridge name wrong.)
Just when I thought the silhouette is some stranger, he pulls out his gun and shot the front of the tire, which cause me to fly off the bike. I hit the ground with a couple of scrapes and cuts on my knees and elbows. I slowly stand up in pain, I grabbed the case and diamond, that flew off when I flew off the bike, and walk to the edge of the bridge. Knowing that there's no point in running, the masked men approach me, till I'm on the edge. A pig, a paper bag with a face on it, and an owl surround me. I looked down and look back at them, the man in the owl mask put his hand out.
"Give me the case," he said stepping closer, "don't make this harder than it needs to be." I looked at the men behind him, ready to pull out their guns, then back at him.
I sighed and stepped forward to give him the case, but instead, I turn around and jumped off the bridge. When I hit the water, it slipped my mind that I'm in a lot of pain, so I don't have the strength to swim back up to the surface. I was running out of air, my vision became so blurry, next thing I know, I see nothing but darkness.
