The Raven Killer (gta 5 fanfic)

Raven Killer

A notification on Michaels phone made a loud noise. Making him wake up from his afternoon nap. He quickly got up and pulled his gun from underneath his pillow. Aiming it around the room in a brief state of panic.
He calmed himself down and looked at his phone. The message came from Dave Norton. The FIB agent that is need of Michaels help. Not just Michaels, but the other two as well.
'Michael, this is important. Please come to Murrieta Oil Fields. Franklin and Trevor are on their way.'
"The fuck is it now?" He mumbled. Going to his closet and changing into a grey suit.

Arriving to the fields, Michael got out of his car and walked towards Dave, who was sitting by his supervisor Steve Haines and his right hand man Andreas Sanchez. Franklin was sitting on a box while Trevor was pacing around.
"Davey, why the fuck am I here?" Michael asked. Noticing Franklin sitting on the box, he went to him and the two fist bumped.
"Well, Steve here needs you guys to do something."
"That's right! This is important so listen up!" Steve stood up. The three men glared at Steve.
"If you guys watch the news, you'd know that there is a killer on the loose. Right?" None of the men responded.
"Ok well, a series of killings has been going on. From normal civilians to presidents of certain companies. One person has been responsible for these killings and no one knows who they are. We can't even link any of the killings to potential suspects. They are known as the Raven Killer. You guys, are going to find this person. Once you do, bring them to me. They'll be useful for the things you guys are going to do." Steve explained.
"You guys can't do the work yourselves? Isn't this the kind of thing you're supposed to do?" Trevor asked.
"Yeah, but we have a lot of other stuff we need to worry about so I'll leave this one for you guys. We have a lead and we suspect that the person will be in Rockford Hills. See you later!" Steve pushed the guys to the side and walked away. The three men sighed and went in Michaels car.

They drove to Rockford Hills. Going through a parking lot building. Stopping and exiting the vehicle. They looked around for any clues about the Raven Killer.
"This parking lot is quite empty despite how big it is. You sure this isn't just a trap to try and kill us Mikey?" Trevor yelled.
"Relax! Steve isn't clever enough to come up with that whole story about the Raven Killer if he was trying to trick us into getting us killed."
A croak came from the ledge. They all turned to see a raven sitting there. Watching them argue.
"What a coincidence." Michael sarcastically said.
"The killer does leave raven feathers behind. Maybe this bird follows them around." Franklin said.
"You're good at connecting the dots." A voice came from nowhere. The men looked around, wondering where the voice came from. 
"Who said that? Come out here!" Trevor yelled.
A silhouette ran across their vision.
"What the hell was that?" The men brought out their guns. Aiming it around the area.
"Maybe all of you went insane at the same time and the raven there is talking to you." The voice said.
"Shut up and get out here!" Michael yelled.
"I'm quite fast, you guys can't even see me running around you. Ahahaha!" 
Michael closed his eyes, he aimed his gun and took a shot.
"Agh!!!!" The silhouette tumbled over and rolled on the ground.
"Nice shot Michael."
"Thanks F."

The three men walked up to the person. They were wearing a large black hood over their head. Michael kneeled down and pulled the hoodie off. Revealing a woman with short, black hair and tanned skin. Her eyes were grey and black eyeshadow surrounds her eyes.
"You motherfucking fuck!" She held her arm where Michael had shot her.
"Alright cupcake, you'll have to come with us now. Otherwise you'll bleed out if you don't."
"I'm not going anywhere with you!" She crawled away from the guys.
"I'm sorry, but you don't really have a choice." Michael walked towards her and grabbed her arm where the bullet pierced through. The girl screamed in pain.
"Don't fucking touch me you dick! Agh my fucking arm!" The girl kicked Michael away.
"Boohoo now come on!" Trevor picked up the girl. She screamed and squirmed around.
"Alright Raven Killer! Settle down, we'll talk!"
"I'm not the Raven Killer!" The guys stopped, Trevor dropped the girl.
"You're not?" All three said at the same
Time. The girl took the opportunity to aim a gun at the guys.
"Haha fuck you guys, I am the Raven Killer. Now all of you will fucking die. Starting with you!" The girl aimed her gun at Michael.
"Woah woah woah hold on there cupcake! Let's make a deal!"
"I doubt there's anything you have to offer."
The men looked at each other, nodding at each other.
"The big one." Franklin started.
"The big one?"
"Union depository." Trevor said.
"What about it? You'll have to be specific."
"Listen sweetheart, we do heists and robberies. We'll give you 17% of the jobs we do."
The girls eyes widen. She looked down then back at the guys.
"You guys better be serious about this. It ain't a fucking joke."
"I'm being serious."
"You guys are in the game?"
"Well let me break it down for you. We won't say anything about you being the Raven Killer! You'll spare us and work with us. This is what we'll give you. You just need to come with us to see Steve Haines and-"
"Hey! Woah wait, Steve Haines? Steve fucking Haines?" The girl stopped Michael from talking.
"Yeah, you know him?"
"I've seen his show. I can already tell he's an arrogant, narcissistic, asshole."
"You're not wrong about that." Trevor muttered.
"Alright, that adds another thing to the deal. Help us work with Steve Haines. Then you get kill him. Hell, I'll pay you to kill him." Michael said.
"Alright, that's a deal I'm willing to work with." The girl held out her hand. Michael stepped forward and shook it.
"Alright, now lets do something about that arm that's bleeding out girlie."
"The names Ravienne." The girl pulled her hair back.