The Rooks

[alexalex303]

Your posts are a very interesting read @WillowRaven. Thank you for putting such a good amount of work into them, and I look forward to reading about new developments.

[HeyRavyn]

 

THE BREAK DOWN

All Ravyn could think of after days and no word is something happened to Dmitri and no matter what he told her, she always looked out for him. He was always trying to keep her out of danger, out of the spotlight, but she is stubborn and knew what she had gotten into when they started dating over a year ago. She told him that time and time again, and she kept telling herself he’s just doing what he normally does, nothing has changed. But this time felt different because it was. She hasn’t gone a day without him reaching out to her. She hadn't gotten a call or a text nor heard him on the freq in days. She was beginning to lose control over her paranoia and the thoughts ran rampant. 

She had met with Lewis and Draven at Tequila La one day to play poker, deciding that may help get her mind off of things. She exchanged a few words with Lewis in which he reassured her Dmitri would reach out and he’s probably thinking of things. However, he also pointed out a man at the Poker table he believed looked  a lot like Dmitri in different clothes than his normal business attire. Ravyn looked the man over and the resemblance was similar, but she couldn’t believe that; wouldn’t. She questioned that if that was really Dmitri, why has he not reached out to her, why let her worry so badly? 

 They continued their conversation and Ravyn was constantly glancing and studying the man at the table, noticing tattoos, trying to match things up to verify it was him or not. After a round Draven and Lewis left the table and Ravyn sat down for a few rounds, glancing across the table at the man, wondering if it was Dmitri. If it was him he would definitely say or do something that she would recognize right? Even a wink, a glance, something, anything, but she got nothing from the man across the table from her. It was a stranger who resembled things in the man that had been missing. Maybe it was her emotions getting to her, maybe they were all wrong, it wasn’t Dmitri. She pulled herself up from the table and left to meet up at HQ as requested on the radio. 

 

TURMOIL 

After Ravyn arrived at HQ Gauge walked up to her wanting to talk about things that had happened earlier in the day he felt she needed to know if she hadn’t already. Gauge and a few others approached Ravyn which made her very uneasy given the situation at hand and her and Gauges past issues. He began speaking about a meeting they had with Dmitri this morning and her heart sped up. He stated Tony Rizzo had called them after he was speaking to Dmitri about plans he had for his future and the future of the Rooks that followed him. Ravyn instantly felt her blood boil as Tony seemed loyal, and to see yet another person betray Dmitri left her enraged, especially with him still missing. He proceeded to tell her a few of the details in which she had no idea about since she hadn’t spoken with Dmitri in days. 

Gauge questioned Ravyn if she knew about this and had spoken to Dmitri, but she hadn’t and it was evident in her reactions. He head began to race instantly as it began thinking about how Gauge and high command members were the last to see him, all of whom wanted him out of power and access to overseas contacts. They claimed he had left unharmed and fine, but she didn't believe it. She Didn't want to believe he abandoned her. She then thought back to the man across from her at the poker table...could they be telling the truth? Could he be alive and sat less than five feet from her not acknowledging her?
 

 

LOSING HOPE

After Gauge and a couple people left she sat in her car, turning her music up loud trying to deafen the static in her head. Dave Weeden stayed behind knowing she was in a bad place at the moment, but she ignored him as she began to cry out of frustration and confusion. Time passed and Draven had returned to HQ and moved away from the car to talk with Dave. Ravyn couldn’t hold it in anymore and snapped, screaming at the top of her lungs. Everything was disappearing, family, stability, sanity, her dignity..Dmitri.  Dave and Draven walked closer to her car to check on her, but they hadn’t noticed that she had taken out her loaded gun which was in her shaky hands at this point as she cracked her window to see what Dave wanted as he knocked on her window. 

In this time, Neil Fergus had shown up at La Spada to meet with Draven, this was when she lost control of herself. She got out of the car, gun in hand and walked to board the dinghy in the marina. Unfortunately the gates were locked as she drove to them which left her even more frustrated and she let out a blood curdling scream that people could probably hear at Vespucci Beach. Draven, Dave and Neil had been watching her as she was freaking out climbing out of the dinghy. Ravyn just wanted to get away and dived into the water, swimming towards the docks on the other side to get away. She could hear Draven calling her name and their footsteps on the docks in the distance. 

As she neared the ramp she heard the splash in the water behind her and turned, pulling the gun out and holding it to her head, still shaking. At this point she was free of any thoughts in her head other than the voice in her head screaming “just pull the fucken trigger, don’t be weak.” As she tried to block out the voice, she saw Draven pointing his gun at her, which made that voice even louder. It was at that moment Draven lunged at her and she pulled the trigger and the gun went off. The bullet missed her head by centimeters, she laid on the dock with Draven over her trying to pry the gun from her grip. It took Draven and Dave to get her to loosen her grip and she just lost all strength she had left in her body, lying there staring off into the sky only hearing some of what was being said around her. She could make out Draven on the radio and knew she needed to get out of there, she didn’t want these people around her she couldn’t trust. 

She pulled herself to her feet accepting the cigarette Neil had given her and began walking back towards La Spada with them behind her. As she neared the back of the building she made a run for it to get in her car before they could reach her. Ravyn got in her car and sped off with them right on her tail, speeding up the West Highway, just driving, not knowing where she was going to go, she just knew she needed to get away. Her phone began to ring, as she reached for her phone her car went off the road and flipped and she landed shocked and a little out of it. Her phone was still ringing as she came to, Draven was reaching in the car frantically trying to pry the door open. She could make out him giving locations and she instantly came to and wanted to get away. With a knife the only thing she had left she pulled it out and made it known as she ran into the hills trying to get distance.

 As she ran she heard a car pulling up beside her and heard Gauge and Lewis’ voices yelling her name which made things much worse. As she ran the car passed her on the left and she was becoming tired, slowing. She ran near the car stabbing the tire in hopes it would slow them down, but she struggled to pull it out and by then she was surrounded by a handful of men grabbing at her trying to stop her. The only thing she could do was fight with what little energy she had left. She began to swing the knife around in hopes they would back off but ended up cutting someone and instantly felt bad. Were they really trying to help her? Or just get her out of the way? She screams for them to back off and after a bit drops the knife and walks away trying to breathe. 

Marco approaches her calm and collected trying to get her to talk and after a while he breathing slows and the reality of this all sets in. She still needed to get away and she knew that they weren’t going to let her go alone so Marco walks with her as they try to avoid the others out here with them. As she walks past them Rex drives by on his Drag and the rage begins to build as she remembers Gauge saying they were some of the last ones that seen him earlier and were the last ones to see him, and the things Rex had said in the last week. She and Marco walk to the road and find her car and drive away, unbeknown to the rest of them, they get away. 

After awhile she calms some and brings Marco somewhere so he can crash for the night and she convinces herself she needed to go look at Tequila La one last time in hope the man was still there and her questions would be answered. As she runs down to the poker table she rushes through the door only to find the room empty. She was too late. It was too late to know if that was him, she needed to accept that they could be right and he left her for whatever reasons he made up in his mind. From here she proceeds to the hairdresser, changes are to be made and she needs to lay low from family so she can think straight and that means changing things to go under the radar. 

 

She colors her hair and changes her clothes before proceeding to head to LSC to change some things on her car when Jeffrey pulls up and rats out her location over the radio which she can still hear. Within moments there are at least 5 to 6  Rook vehicles on her tail as she heads to the interstate. As she tries to make a sharp turn to head the opposite direction Frankie hits her car sending it over the edge, landing on the highway below, overturned. She quickly unbuckles and climbs out of her car and before she can  make a run for it they have her surrounded. All of these familiar faces staring at her, some sad, some seem to have a sadistic grin forming on their faces, she can’t be here and looks over the edge and the long drop below her contemplating her next move. 

 

 

 

 

 

Edited March 13, 2020 by WillowRaven
adjusted the first paragraphs alignment and added a photo

[TonyRizzo]

 

Tony Rizzo
The Final Episode
 

Al Romano. Brandon Fitz. Gauge Michaels. All former Rooks who were removed from the family for their own reasons, some more treacherous than others. 
 

And now here they were, standing inches from me.
 

The meeting to determine the future leader of the Rooks had left Tony Rizzo concerned. He entirely accepted the fact that the war would have no chance of ending with Dmitri as leader. A change in leadership to open up the possibility of peace? Absolutely. If this were the terms of surrender, so be it. In his mind, it was a no brainer: make current underboss Dante Kalashnikov the boss, and delegate Dmitri to a High Command position. There’s likely no single person in the state of San Andreas who is more well known than Dante, whether good, bad, or simply just knowing who he is.

Just one problem: Dante had been deported. The feds finally tracked him down, and sent him back home, and it would be at least a month before he was able to get back.
This left the meeting to decide the new meeting vulnerable for a grave mistake to happen, and for vultures to step forward to finish what they started.

 

*    *    *

 

My Knife; Your Back

 

Tony stood on the roof of an abandoned recycling plant, in a circle with Draven Vaspucci, Tyler Rogers, Rex Rogers,
Lewis Pelletier, Alex Greco, and none other than the newly appointed boss of the Rooks:


Gauge Michaels 

The man behind an attempted coup that left several former Rooks dead, known forever as traitors.
 

Not even a day earlier, Tony had joked, that should Dmitri not give up his leadership for the good of the family, they would have to stage a coup. Now, standing on the roof of this building his words echoed in his head. Dmitri had refused to hand sensitive information over to Gauge, calling him “not a Rook.” Despite Jerzy Mceden being named as the secondary boss, Dmitri was smarter than that. And now here Tony stood, surrounded by commanding members of the family,
discussing a plan to change how the family does business. 

They discussed instating a council of sorts, where High Command is all one rank, superseded by the bosses. No decision could be made without everyone’s approval, and should the boss go over the councils head, action would be taken. And as they spoke, the more Tony came to believe this was the way to save the Rooks. Despite his history, Gauge Michaels was well liked by other criminal families. And if this Rook council could truly prevent Gauge from running wild, maybe this really was the best option.
With all of this said, they all agreed that this would be the future. But first, they had one favor to ask of Tony.
 

“You’re the only one among us who Dmitri trusts. If you can get him alone, we can swoop in and take what we need to keep the family alive.”

"And what exactly would that be?"

“The illegal imports.”
 

Ever since establishing contact with an overseas organization, the family had imported hundreds of thousands of dollars of illegal weaponry,
making it one of their most lucrative business ventures yet.
It was arguably the single reason the war was started. Not a matter of respect, but a matter of too many players at the table.
To lose them in this crucial moment would prove devastating.

Tony gave them two conditions for doing this.
One, Dmitri would NOT be hurt, by torture or otherwise, and he would not be punished for his refusal to cooperate.
Two, Tony would retain his position in the Rook High Command, and be given a seat on the council.

Everyone agreed to the conditions, including Gauge himself.

As they ended the meeting for the night, Tony thought about his decision, and wondered if what he was doing was right. 

What I’m doing is practically betrayal, against my own boss, my own friend.

Images of his betrayal in Liberty City flashed through his mind.
He shook the thoughts out of his head, reminding himself that the family would continue this way.


*     *     *

 

My Gun; Your Head

 

The following day, he texted Dmitri, asking to meet him somewhere private to discuss a matter of money that Tony was owed.
Dmitri agreed, and he informed Rex that the meeting would soon take place.

When Dmitri arrived, he brought with him a guest, and Tony’s heart dropped into his stomach. 
John Corsetti, of the Ballas, had been discussing joining the side of the Rooks to fight in the war. Dmitri was holding true to his refusal to give up power to Gauge.

Taking him aside, Tony started trying to convince Dmitri that Gauge could be the boss, with the proposed council keeping him in check.
But Dmitri refused, and began to suspect Tony was up to something.
At that moment, multiple vehicles came into the parking garage, surrounding Dmitri.
 

“What the fuck is this?”
 

Tony pulled his gun out of his jacket, but not pointing it at him. Casting his eyes downward, he solemnly spoke. 

“Dmitri, please, just get on the ground. It’ll be easier this way.”



As Rex and Tyler came up, guns drawn, Tony turned to Gauge, and pointed to John Corsetti. 

“The leader of the Ballas, he was with Dmitri. For diplomacy’s sake let’s not hurt him either.”

And with as little professional courtesy as possible, Rex began shouting at John to get on the ground.
Immediately, Tony began to feel like this would not end well.

After a lengthy interrogation, the insurrection had begun to get the information they needed. All the while, Tony refused to look Dmitri in the eyes, even putting his gun away. Rooks or not, Tony was doing the one thing he swore he’d never do: betray those close to him, ever again. All the while being reassured that this was the right thing to do.

Tyler told Dmitri not to be surprised about this, that it was his own doing.

“None of this really comes as a surprise, the only surprise here is Tony.”

The pit in Tony's stomach only grew.


 

By the end of it, they had the necessary IP addresses, and the information on how to retrieve new ones in the future. It was done.
They let Dmitri go, as Tony gave one last pathetic attempt at apology. While they all drove away, Dmitri made one last call on the radio.
 

“Long live the Rooks.”
 

 

*    *    *

 

The following days were awash with confusion and turmoil. The meetings with the Zetas and Triads to end the war had not resulted in the end of the war, simply a ceasefire. A ceasefire that WCA refused to uphold, and continued hitting Rooks. Eventually the ceasefire fell apart, and all groups continued attacking.
Nobody knew who to trust, and though many attempted to establish order, it was useless. Tony tried endlessly for days to contact Gauge, but to no avail.
Tyler and Rex were also difficult to reach, with nobody quite knowing what was going on.
On top of this, the login information and IP address for the dark web that had previously worked, no longer worked.
Another one wasn’t due to arrive for another month, and likely wouldn’t arrive in the same manner either.
Someway, somehow, the plan had failed.

This was the downfall.

 

*    *    *

 

March 13th, otherwise known as Friday the 13th

Communications in Rook channels had gone dark. Jerzy Mceden also proved difficult to contact.
Tony received a text from Leo Krasas, asking to buy guns. During the sale he noticed Leo having been dressed oddly, and similarly to some others standing nearby.
Clearly not a Rook uniform.
As he left, began to wonder just how many people had left the family. 

Tony saw he had a missed text from Jack Hawk.
He heard about what Tony had done.
And he was not pleased with him in the slightest.



Tony responded, saying he did what he felt was right for the future of the family.
 

Making his way to Mirror Park Gas, he spotted a familiar face: Rex and Tyler Rogers.
Immediately, he began talking with them about the past few days, looking for some answers. What he got, didn’t make him happy either.

He, Draven, and Tyler were all trying to join the Triads.
Gauge, had left the city for good, once again. Whether it was because he had accomplished his goal of successfully breaking the Rooks apart,
or frustration at the dark web login no longer working, was left for Tony to decide on his own.

Either way, Tony had just unwittingly helped Gauge accomplish what he couldn’t back in winter. He had been turned, thinking he would be saving the Rooks.
He did the opposite.
It was because of him that everything fell apart.

As the Rogers brothers drove off, Tony felt his entire world crashing down around him.
He made the wrong choice, and paid dearly for it. He was now alone in this city, with nobody left to turn to.
In a moment of defeat, he felt broken. He'd lost.


 

He walked inside the store, and bought as much alcohol as he could carry.
He drove home, and locked the door to his condo behind him.
He went through his closet, and threw every Rook uniform he had in a box, and shoved them away underneath the bathroom sink.
Staring at himself in the mirror, all Tony could feel was despair.

Digging through his stash, he pulled out a bag of cocaine. 
Cutting a line of it on the living room table, he stared at it, and the bottles of alcohol he'd just bought.
Everything he’d worked for was gone. All of his friends, all of his family, all of them gone.
False pretenses and beliefs aside, there was no avoiding the truth.
Tony Rizzo was a traitor.

He hit the line, and it all went black.

[OBESE]

@WillowRaven your stuff is so good, that I dont want to settle for nothing less no more. I just want to keep reading and reading. Thank you!

[HeyRavyn]

5 hours ago, OBESE said:

@WillowRaven your stuff is so good, that I dont want to settle for nothing less no more. I just want to keep reading and reading. Thank you!

Thank You, I plan on keeping my posts this way as much as I can!  ♥

[twani]

Rest In Peace.

Edited March 19, 2020 by twani

[Jaquan Smith]

Is this faction still active?

[JakeInnit_]

2 hours ago, Jaquan Smith said:

Is this faction still active?

They disbanded 

[HighTV]

1 hour ago, JakeInnit_ said:

They disbanded 

This faction is still active and has not disbanded.
This information, as with all info in this thread, is OOC.

[twani]

[Lamar Woodrow]

I hope you will be more active and also with more power

Keep it up guys.....

[twani]

43 minutes ago, GWXCORE said:

They've made the goal. They fooled everyone ICly into thinking they are dead. Congratulations boys.

american stating 300iq play whats that

[Tigas]

Where should i look for the Rooks in order to join the gang, I think I would really fit in.

 

[Oli]

1 hour ago, Tigas said:

Where should i look for the Rooks in order to join the gang, I think I would really fit in.

 

You'll have to find them ICly.

 

[WobblierDog15]

On 4/3/2020 at 2:45 PM, GWXCORE said:

They've made the goal. They fooled everyone ICly into thinking they are dead. Congratulations boys.

If that were true then I'm pretty sure you just metagamed lol.

[Quandre]

Enjoyed from the stories! lookd very good

[Jerzy Mceden]

Family Divided

Jerzy arrived in town after a trip up north to look at some property. It was a relaxing trip.He turned his phone on and it immediately started buzzing with text and incoming calls. Answering the call , it's Dmitri, "Rex and Tyler have been taken hostage by the Triads".... instantly Jerzy knew , things were not going to end well. The Triads were demanding an insane amount of heavy weapons in exchange for their lives. What happens if we give in and then tomorrow they want more? With no right possible answer and no final say on the matter ,Jerzy went searching for where the Triads might be holding them. After searching for over an hour he found them sitting on Elgin Ave. Jerzy pulled up to find out how they escaped , as he did a Triad also pulled up on the other side of them "We won't be hitting you two" is what he said to them. This combined with the "don't worry about it" attitude he received from Rex and Tyler was concerning.

A meeting pursued , Dmitri, Rex, Tyler, Draven, Tony, Christian P. Randy, Marco, Ravyn, Lewis P. Were all there as well as Brandon Fitz, Al Romano and Gauge Michaels. It escalated quickly with Rex, Tyler, and Draven throwing their mask on the ground after demanding that Dmitri step down and let Gauge take over as the leader of the rooks. "It's the only way to end the war" ,was the claim they had made. A meeting was set for the following night to vote just like any other decision made involving the family. 

The Big Meet

 

Arriving at the meeting I could already tell tensions were high. Fingers being pointed, words flying, blame being placed. "Gauge needs to be the leader" is what Rex claimed. Gauge was removed from the family long ago for trying to stage a coup. A coup that led to bloodshed and loss in the family. "He is not a Rook, the leader should be a Rook". Was the ground that Dmitri stood and refused to budge from. That's what the vote came down to, a current Rook or Gauge. The vote was an even split, this just led to more arguing. Jerzy pulled Gauge off to the side to talk about a solution. We came back to the circle with the only solution that should have kept everyone content at least. Jerzy and Gauge would both Lead the family. 

Where to?

 

Jerzy and Gauge met to talk about short term plans as well as long term. We decided that Gauge would handle external affairs and Jerzy would handle internal. Things were ironing out straight away. 

 

Betrayal 

 

The next day Tony Rizzo made contact with Dmitri to set up a meet. Dmitri showed up with a John Corsetti the second in command for the Ballas. Suddenly things went sideways and Tony had Rex, Tyler and Gauge pull up. In no time they had guns drawn on Dmitri, demanding him to hand over his cartel connections dead drop information and location, to them. They just didn't understand that the cartel wasn't gonna work with those they don't know. 

They successfully coaxed Dmitri into handing over the details of the drops and now they had what they wanted... or did they?

 

Was it all a ruse?

Rex soon found out that the information would be useless to them without Dmitri so he made his choice to leave the Rooks and run to join the Triads after they allegedly tortured Tyler while he was made to watch and that led to the family being hit by the council again. 

It also led to several others leaving the family to join the triads. 

Jerzy was contacted shortly after by Gauge and was told that he was stepping down since the Council decided to go back on there word and the war was continuing. 

Jerzy and Frankie went to meet with Triads to see what needed to be done.They arrived to find several familiar faces including Brandon Fitz, who just a day prior said he wanted to do his own thing awhile... They wanted us to exile Dmitri , not because he was a bad leader or person but simply because he had cartel connections and they didn't want us to have access to them.

"We want the Rooks gone",said a Traid spokesman 

Was that the plan? Destroy the family from the inside? Try and place Gauge in a position to run the Rooks so that the council in turn could run Gauge? 

Rex's final words were "Give it up Jerzy, you're not good enough to lead".

We'll see about that Rex, is exactly what Jerzy was thinking as he stood watching him drive away, Needless to say, Rex didn't know of Rooks plans to come...

 

 

Edited April 27, 2020 by Jerzy Mceden
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[HeyRavyn]

TRYING TIMES

The next few days were a blur as Ravyn tried to wrap her head around everything going on. She began to just go through the motions of her daily routines, empty and lost. She took to the roads with nothing but a bike, her cards and her phone looking for him as well as some clarity. She would jump every time her phone would buzz and each time she saw anyone who resembled Dmitri. A month passed and still no word from him, she was beginning to lose hope for it all, ready to walk away from the family and leave town for good but something changed all that.  It was the one thing that made her stay, in hiding from everyone in safety...she was pregnant. 

Another month passed with no word of Dmitri and Ravyn kept her secret safe. She kept in contact with Jerzy and had random meetings on the status of the Rooks and how it has been hidden under the surface of the Void. Jack, Jerzy, Harley and Ravyn had meetings to be sure they did all they could to be sure the Rooks looked dead to everyone, including some members. They changed everything, colors, clothing, attitude and purpose on the outside while things were being handled beneath the surface through Dante. They were not going to let this go down in flames, regardless of it they heard from Dmitri or not at this point. Family is family and they were fighting to keep it alive. 

 

A short time later Ravyn had arrived in town and got a call from Jerzy to meet up. Thinking it was just another meeting in secret she gathered herself, climbed in her car and made her way to meet him. As she pulled up, something seemed off and as she got closer she saw him. Tears instantly filled her eyes as his face came into view, his smile had it hard to breathe. It took all she could to pull herself to her feet and walk towards him. He hugged her tight and kissed her as she clung to him, not wanting to let go. He explained what he had been up to and  how he had been in contact with Jerzy, Jack and Dante only due to he knew she was being watched and followed by those hoping she would lead them to him. He knew it was hard for her as well as him, but it was for everyone's safety and in order for all these plans to work out, it had to be that way. 

It took everything Ravyn had to not tell him their baby had been growing all this time, but after hearing all of this, she knew it had to be this way.  He began to explain his plans from there on out and how there would be no way to contact him and he would reach out to us when he needed to speak to them. He would be changing his name, appearance, everything to be absolutely certain the plans would play out. Unknown if and when she would hear from him again. They said their goodbyes as she hugged him tight, trying to remember every part of him as this would be the last time she would see the face she has grown to love.

The passing month consisted of plans, recruiting, choices and making more people believe the Rooks were no more. With Ravyn being second in command of the Void it kept her a little busy, but her focus wasn't there and she was beginning to be noticeably larger than normal as the months continued on. Knowing it was not safe to be out and about in the daytime or around those who would recognize her she began traveling out of town more often and staying away and having little contact with the high command as it was harder to hide her predicament. Jerzy seemed to be getting annoyed with her absence and she knew it was time to tell them the news as she was almost 8 months pregnant and she didn’t want things to go down hill and interfere with plans. She needed to show her face and be more present, and this was the only way this would happen. 

She called Jerzy when she landed in town and asked if they could meet up and talk. He was more than willing to meet up and discuss things and that set her at ease. Jerzy, Harley, Randy and a few new faces were present as well when she broke the news. It took a minute as they all looked at her with a bit of confusion and the obvious question came out….”Is it Dmitri’s?” Ravyn rolled her eyes and sighed as she confirmed it was his and explained that she didn’t tell him and had no way to tell him the news at all and hiding was the safest option for everyone. Catching up with them felt like home, she missed it, all of it. She explained how she would be available, but not in town as much until this was sorted and the baby could be protected. With everything going on in the city and the hecticness she could hear just driving to the location, she knew it was the right choice. She left again and told Jerzy she would be in contact once she landed in town again. 

A month passed and she kept her word but texting Jerzy to meet up. As she pulled up to the meeting place there was a man she didn't know there as well and Ravyn approached with caution. As she got closer she saw the masked man and could feel his eyes on her. She looked to Jerzy who stayed quiet other than saying “Hi Ravyn.” She clutched her growing stomach in concern as she responded “...Jerzy.” She never looked away at the man as she stood there wondering why they were meeting with whoever this was. Minutes of silence passed before the man began to lift his mask off and spoke. Ravyn’s heart stopped, she was speechless as the man spoke. She knew the voice, the tone but this man looked nothing like who that voice belonged to. So many thoughts ran through her mind in a short time and anger was what it landed on and she walked up to him and punched him in the face as hard as she could making him stumble backwards. “WHY HAVE I WAITED THIS LONG TO HEAR FROM YOU?!” She was angry and happy and confused all at the same time. 

Dmitri began to explain as he kept looking down at her belly. After he was done trying to apologize and explain he reached out to touch her stomach gently. “Is this mine?” he asked quietly. She nodded and smiled, “Eight and a half months. Just about ready to pop.”  “A lil D?” he chuckled softly as he smiled at her. “Yes.” she replied. They discussed the baby for a bit before getting back on track with business at hand. Jerzy rejoined them in their talks and Dmitri and Ravyn were filled in on things they had missed and things in the works. 

Things seemed to be more chaotic than she remembered. The Counsel was at war yet again, the city was in complete disarray it seemed. Not a thing seemed to change it seemed, it only moved from one group on to the next as we all predicted after they came after the Rooks.

 

When will they all learn who the enemy really was here?

When will everyone begin to see there is only one way out...

 

 

Edited April 28, 2020 by WillowRaven
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[Harley]

 

 

Harley Pavlovich

 

The Navy

 

Harley joined the Navy the second she got the chance when she was 16. She joined as an engineer apprentice and began to become more interested in working her way up the ranks to begin her career in Navy Command.

She grew her career into the Fleet for the Navy of a ship named ‘Liberty’ after 5 years of service.

 

 

After joining the Liberty, her career as a member of the Navy fleet took off, she started getting promotion after promotion from the Grand Admiral ‘Rabbit’, she became fascinated with title, status and the chain of command, she became very competitive with her colleagues.

 

 

After years of service, she worked her way up to Admiral and was working towards the rank of Grand Admiral. To her surprise when promotions came up in a debrief, her colleague ‘Kiwi’ was promoted to Grand Admiral instead of her. She was filled with jealousy, and anger while Kiwi became very aggressive with his new found power.

 

 

Whilst on route to a mission they were commissioned on by the UK Navy, Kiwi and Harley had an argument in the Barracks, an argument about who belongs in which rank which ended with no conclusion and bad blood left between the two. Kiwi with his new found power decided to invite Harley to the side of the ship to talk over their argument and come to a conclusion. Harley, naively accepted his invitation and met him on the side of the ship. Kiwi gestured for a handshake as she approached him. Harley went to accept the handshake when the next thing she knew, her arm was being pulled by Kiwi and she was being thrown overboard into the oceans of Los Santos. Kiwi ordered the ship to continue moving and to leave Harley overboard, assuming she would drown.

 

 

The closest land Harley could see was Los Santos, so she swam towards the city until she became too tired. She decided to conserve her energy and focused on staying alive. She leaned back and floated on her back, listening to the water, waiting for somebody to find her or the waves to wash her ashore.

What felt like years went by, but was probably around an hour, when finally a boat found Harley floating in the water. The boat had a russian family on board, they were the Pavlovich family. They offered Harley a hand and brought her back to land, to Los Santos. They brought her inside their home and offered her their home to stay inside while she became familiar with the city. This gesture really got to Harley. The Pavlovich family saved her life and offered her a place in their family, with nothing they are gaining from it. Because of this, Harley decided to change her surname to Pavlovich for her new life in Los Santos.

 

Los Santos + Rooks

Los Santos was a very scary place to Harley. She had never been outside of her small hometown as a civilian. After months of having nothing but guns pointed at her face and being robbed, she met a very interesting Ariadne Kouris. She was crying at Central MD. Harley decided to ask why Kouris was crying. They both became friends very quickly after an incident with a knife and a man named Stan. Kouris soon afterwards introduced Harley to The Rooks. This is the first organisation and family that she felt she belonged in since The Navy. Harley quickly applied, met Dmitri at a beach and became a Rook.

 

Family Divided

After years of being A Rook, Harley was informed about a meeting taking place at the docks of Los Santos. She was confused but went along with Ravyn, her new found closest friend. On the way to the dock, Harley and Ravyn discussed what the meeting was about. Her heart sank when she heard the words “They want Dmitri out”. Dmitri had been always there for Harley, a leadership role she looked up to and someone she depended on. The fact that her own family members would think something of the sort left her stomach turning on the way to the meeting.

The Meeting

Ravyn and Harley turned up to the Docks to see everyone she has ever called Brothers and Sisters stood in a circle shouting and arguing. Her eyes began to water as she braced for a difficult night.

The meeting went on for hours, everyone in the family had their piece to say. When Harley finally thought the arguments might be over, the name “Gauge Michaels” came up in conversation. Immediately Harley’s confusion and sadness turned into Anger and Hate. She felt like she had just been thrown overboard into the freezing cold oceans of Los Santos once again. Her body was completely covered with goosebumps, her nose began to run, her eyes started to tear up. She began to scream at the group “How could you!?” she asked the people who she thought she could trust. “Rex you know what this man has done to us before. I can’t go through this again!” she screamed as she started to show her emotions had gotten the best of her. She walked further away from the group and sat with Johnnie Everdeen, who was crying in the corner with her.

Broken

The meeting concluded hours after it began. The sun rose as everyone began to slowly get in their vehicles and drive away to cool down. Harley decided it was best for her to drive to her home and sleep it off.

She woke up the next day, she hopped on the radio with the little energy she had and asked how everyone was. She was delighted to hear Ravyn’s voice asking her to meet her somewhere so they could talk. Ravyn and Harley met in a secluded place and discussed how they think the Rooks will perform with Gauge Michaels running the show. Not to their surprise not a week went by before the Council started hitting Rooks once again. Harley didn’t have the energy to go through another broken state of The Rooks, she stayed in town and waited for Gauge and Jerzy to come back from a meeting with the Triads with what she hoped would be good news.

 

Gauge and Jerzy returned 20 minutes later. Harley’s heart sank when she heard “They want The Rooks gone”

As she had guessed, Gauge returning to the city to run The Rooks had not been successful, as she stated in the meeting. And just like that, her family fell apart around her. People who she called brothers and sisters were either killed, whether that was by others or themselves, or left to the Triads with the drop of a pin.

"The Void left in their hearts"

Harley hadn’t given up on her family though.

The broken family she saw around her gave her inspiration and the wake up call she needed to bring back the commanding officer she was back in The Navy. She used all the time and energy she had whilst in the city to meet with everyone she knew was still alive. Jerzy, Ravyn, Jack and Randy all met with the intention of keeping The Rooks alive. They decided to stay together and run an organisation while they figured out where Dmitri was. The Void that was left in all of their hearts, where The Rooks used to live, inspired the name of this organisation.

They decided they would run a Security business to keep their income stable and to keep the family alive and closeby.

Where Ghosts Live

A few weeks later, Harley was awoken by her phone buzzing beside her bed at 5AM. The phone number was unknown and she didn’t recognise it at all. Normally she would ignore these types of calls, but for some reason, she had a good feeling about this one.

 “Hello.” The person on the other side of the phone was a familiar voice. Her eyes immediately began to tear up as she sat up. “Dmitri!? You’re alive!” she said while trying to calm herself down. Dmitri replied bluntly: “I need to meet you. Make sure you’re not followed. I’ll see you where ghosts live”

Harley immediately got out of bed, dressed and got on her bike. She drove as fast as she could, avoiding a police officer who attempted to pull her over nearby. She pulled into the location and walked up to a man she didn’t recognise. “Hi Harley” he said as she walked faster towards him. “We’ve missed you so much” Harley said as she went to offer D a handshake. They both quickly got back to business conversation and discussed how they can continue to run The Rooks, as they always wanted when they were founded.

 

What's Next?

Harley and Dmitri met once a week to begin working on The Void’s place in the great plan for The Rooks. What continues is their plan:

The Void Security is and has always been a legal front group of The Rooks, publicly being led by Jerzy Mceden, Randy Berkowitz, Ravyn Leroy and Harley Pavlovich.

The Rooks have gone into hiding and have fully transitioned into the weapon smuggling business. The public face of The Rooks is Dante Kalashnikov while Dmitri has changed his name and appearance and is pulling the strings from the background.

With the dream market operating once more it’s safe to say the city will be feeling the presence of The Rooks much more. As an illegal empire attempting to operate in the shadows, The Rooks’ impact on the city is going to be less social and much more economical as we aim to fulfill our genre to stay away from ‘Street Gangs’ and pursue a different approach to crime, like The Rooks was founded to be.

 

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Edited April 28, 2020 by Harley
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[Jimmy Irish]

Picking Up The Pieces

 

Rooks are dead. These words echoed across every corner of the city, a once powerful syndicate reduced to rubble by a failed mutiny. Jimmy was uncertain of what the future would hold for what was left of the family. He knew he would have a place in the Void, but after months of endless violence and death he needed to take a step back and clear his head. “How can I truly thrive in this city and become powerful enough that I will never again have to witness those I love suffer?” he thought. He swore not to take the easy way out and join up with those he once called enemies, unlike some of his former brothers.

After receiving a phone call from Frankie Valalero, he was told of Frankie’s plans of putting together a crew in the city that was solely focused on making money and he agreed to help. Putting all the bullshit and politics aside and focusing on the one thing that makes the world go round sounded like a great idea at first, however problems soon arose and they were back to their old ways, ensnared in the violence they tried to put behind them.

Jimmy and Frankie called a meet and proposed a business transition that would prove essential to their survival. After an overhaul of the organization the Los Santos Workers Union was born, a legal workers Union providing much needed services to the working class. LSWU quickly grew its membership base and Jimmy was tied to the desk, processing applications and pushing papers, he was in a completely different realm. He liked doing meaningful work and helping the civilians of Los Santos rather than harming them, but something was missing.

Jimmy had limited contact with his old family, most of whom were dead or on the run. So it was much to his surprise when Frankie informed him that he had been contacted by an old friend and that they were to meet at an anonymous location. The meeting was straight to the point with no time to mourn our fallen brothers and sisters, big things were in the works and there was no margin for error. LSWU had been set up as a perfect cover organization were this day to come, and it had, we were back in business.

Jimmy and Frankie grew up in the same city, different boroughs. They both shared similar values and a mutual understanding of the life, but most importantly they knew how to operate under the radar. Jimmy and Frankie's undying loyalty to The Rooks was recognized, and they were given an important task, continue to build up Los Santos Workers Union while trafficking weapons & contraband secretly for The Rooks, simultaneously maintaining the illusion that The Rooks are defunct. Thus, a meeting was called between the inner circle of the Union and the path was clear, they would move into arms dealing while maintaining the LSWU as a fully functioning legal organization, keeping the two businesses separate yet intertwined at the core.

 

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Edited May 11, 2020 by Jimmy Irish

[Zac Oxx]

Dayum Jimmyyy

[Harley]

Harley's Birthday Bash

The night before her birthday, Harley met Dimitri at [REDACTED]. They discussed business and what they plan on doing in the near future. After their conversation, Harley mentioned to D that she would be having a Birthday Party the night afterwards. "I assume you won't be there" she said to him, laughing. "I'll be around somewhere, don't worry. Happy Birthday Harley" D replied with a smile on his face. They shared a handshake and ended their meeting.

May 10th 2020: It was Harley's Birthday, everyone together decided to get together and throw Harley a birthday party on Vespucci Beach.

Everyone Harley considered to be family showed up at some point during the night, even some people she hadn't seen in years. With a trunk full of alcohol and gifts exchanged, everyone together decided to take a break from their daily duties, cool down and just chill together for a bit.

The party lasted a while, people drank a lot, danced and showed off their most impressive vehicles and merchandise and just had a good time.

When the party came to an end slowly, Harley stood near the shore and looked over at the group of her family. A single tear dropped from her eye and a smile grew on her face. Her family being together once again without a care in the world. Just enjoying each other's company took her back to simpler times, back when they could ignore politics and just sit back inside a garage and listen to Frankie play guitar and sing 'Wonderwall'.

She turned around and faced the ocean. She wanted the sun set and saw a small silhouette standing on the pier far away. She couldn't recognise the face of the man but she had a good feeling. She smiles at the sight of the man, raised her drink slightly to signify 'Cheers' and downed her drink to finish off the night. "Here's to us D" she said quietly to herself.

Harley moved from the beach and went back to business.

 

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Edited May 12, 2020 by Harley

[Draugas]

Loving the stories of yours.

[Jerzy Mceden]

Where is Dmitri? Where is Vasyl?

The words just seem to trail off the more I hear them .

Where indeed?

Maybe if so called family didn't put a gun to his head and turn traitors.

Maybe then he would be here with the family.

Maybe we would all be sitting around having a good time.

Maybe things could have been different.

Maybe then we wouldn't have had to start over.

Maybe then Ravyn wouldn't have lost her baby.

Maybe

But none of that really matters, Right?

The city is changing,evolving in many ways.

We (The Family) will also evolve and continue to grow.

Only now we will do it silently,and with more scrutiny over who we let in

and how we move because the city is full of individuals that don't

wanna see our family succeed, but nonetheless,

We will always be a family!

 

"Sometimes by losing a battle you find a new way to win the war.

Edited June 2, 2020 by Jerzy Mceden

[ShawnsBeard]

A MOURNING STAR

Chapter One: The Saints

When Shawn first came to the city, he had nothing.  No family, no assets, and no friends.  Everything that he partook in was a completely new experience, and every face he met was a complete stranger.  Shawn tried to figure out a way that he could leave his impact on the city, and for a while he struggled with the thought that maybe he just wasn't cut out for life in Los Santos.  Countless hours of fishing, transporting money across the city, and delivering packages just wasn't able to feed the hunger that developed deep in his gut.  Shawn began to envision what he wanted his life to become, and thoughts such as 'Fast cars, fancy cribs, and lots of bitches' constantly drove his will to succeed.  Eventually, he realized that if he really wanted to leave a mark, he would have to develop close relationships.  Shortly after, he met a man named CJ who was also relatively new to the city.  CJ had very similar goals to Shawn, but had different ways of achieving them, he was deep in the criminal side of life.  After their friendship developed, CJ revealed his strategies for making a quick buck to Shawn, and they formed a partnership devoted to money.  Eventually, they met a group of individuals who were holding down a selection of properties on Grove Street who had alike ideals and goals.  The group later formed what became known as The Los Santos Saints.  Due to his help in founding the group, recruitment, and building relationships with other gangs, Shawn developed a leading role in The Saints.  He became known as one of the Pillars, the heads of the group.  Shawn made connections across the entire city, even with people that had obtained a lot of power, such as the Marcellos.  An agreement had been made between the groups, and The Marcellos would secretively supply The Saints with discounted access to heavy weaponry.




 

Eventually, The Saints began to realize things about the state of the criminal side of Los Santos.  An organization of gangs known as 'The Council' was able to use their power to control every aspect of criminal life.  Shawn started to become frustrated, as did other members of The Saints, and they set out to try and make a change to the way things were operated.  This was no easy task, as at the time the council was made up of 3 large organizations, Los Zetas, The Irish Mob, and The Clowns.  Thus, Shawn and the Saints decided they needed to develop an alliance with some of the smaller crews in the city to make a change.



Sadly, this was not enough.  The Council had a seemingly endless supply of both numbers and weaponry, and all hope for a 'revolution' of criminal life was gone, at least until The Irish left the council due to disagreements with The Clowns.  This event sent a wave of relief across the alliance, and plans were made to bring The Irish, Los Calaveras and a new upcoming crew called The Wanted into the group.  A meeting was conducted, and it was agreed that the alliance would continue to fight the Council.  The efforts of the alliance were definitely being noticed, and for once we were winning.  Sadly, it didn't last long.  The Triads joined the side of the council.  The Wanted pulled out of the alliance, for reasons that Shawn is still unaware of.  The Marcellos numbers started to dwindle.  The Irish started to fall apart from the inside out.  And The Saints funds advisor/treasurer left the city for good with over 2 million in Saints assets.  Thus, the alliance fell apart and so did the Saints.  Everything that Shawn had worked towards had fallen apart, and all that he was left with was his own personal assets.  In just a week, Shawn's entire life had changed.  He was frustrated beyond belief, and left the city to travel the world in search for himself.
 

Chapter Two: The Rooks
 

Eventually, Shawn had enough of traveling the world.  He had visited every corner of the globe, but he still felt unsatisfied.  He constantly thought about how he was unable to really do anything in Los Santos, even with all of the work that he had put in.  He decided enough was enough, and traveled back to Los Santos.  Shawn realized how little had changed in the city.  The main differences were that The Triads joined the council, while The Clowns, The Marcellos, Los Calaveres and The Wanted had disbanded.  Shawn was confused as to what he should do next.  Does he start a crew from the bottom up again? Does he set in search for new friends and relationships?  In an attempt to hear gossip and random radio chatter, Shawn spent a lot of time at the bank chilling.  A lot of old faces started to show themselves, and he realized that he still had connections.  Shawn had heard tale of a crew called 'The Rooks', and he became enticed about what he was told on how they operate.  In order to become a Rook, however, Shawn would have to put his past transgressions against The Council aside as The Rooks were on good terms with The Council.  It was a hard task, as he had felt the presence of their choke hold for his entire criminal history, but he was able to shelf his hatred. He got into contact with who he could from The Rooks organization, and was eventually brought in as a fresh recruit.  Shawn started to grow his relations within the gang, eventually becoming a full fledged member that was recognized as a soldier of The Rooks.  He was especially keen on robbing general stores, making a quick buck that would go a long way towards weaponry.  Everything seemed to be going great, and then seemingly out of nowhere The Council had dissolved their tax system. They had decided that instead of a gang's money, they demanded their respect.  Seemingly instantly, members of The Rooks started getting robbed by Los Zetas.  Confused as to what was happening, The Rooks were told that we had to earn the respect of The Council for neutrality.  Even though The Rooks had spent their time in the city developing relations with The Council, they felt betrayed by the new outtake.  Eventually, what felt like the entire city was against The Rooks, and Shawn knew what was coming.  He knew that The Rooks didn't have the numbers to stand a chance in a war against 4 different gangs, and so did other members of the organization.  A meeting was made, and Dmitri explained to the crew that our only choice to survive as a family would be to have a change in leadership.  The Council wanted us to enact Gauge Michaels, a past Rook traitor, as our new leader.  There was heavy discussion, and Dmitri then suggested that Jerzy be made the new leader. 

A vote between the options resulted in a tie, and then multiple people made the suggestion that they co-lead.  Gauge to handle outer relations and Jerzy to handle inner relations.  For now, that was the result of the meeting.  However, in what felt like a coup, Gauge left the city shortly after, the Roger brothers left, and The Council then continued the war and what was left of The Rooks was quickly put to rest.  Shawn felt like he had a rainy cloud constantly following him, waiting to strike at his happiest moments. 

Once again he felt lost.  Once again he was alone.

 

To be continued...
 

Edited August 3, 2020 by ShawnsBeard