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Nothing Changes.. Well, Some Things Do

The war.. is over. 
A battle cry of victory was heard throughout the city, but in a sad turn of events the Triads had disbanded. Although they were now gone, a new group of ex-Triads were setting up a group called <Redacted>. They came to the Azteca’s HQ to meet and inform that they wanted to restart a group with the original morals and codes of what Triads used to be before they lost their ways. The groups who had stood strong against them had suspicions, only time will tell if their intents are one of values. They are being watched very very closely,  by many many groups. Aztecas, GD, LFM and MB were stronger now than ever, with high spirits all around. Given the want for the growth of new groups, they decided to give them a chance. 

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This city is based on rumours, but people like to thrive on these rumours. People were trying to discredit the Legislative powers that the 12 Criminal Organisations that rule this cities dark criminal underworld agreed to. During a high tea meeting organised by <Redacted> some of these rumours were brought up, almost as fact, and quite quickly shot down by those who had attended the second meeting. It made quite a lot of people angry to hear that even after those who were in the city for so long were still listening to rumours, without even asking. A snitch by the name of <Redacted> was spreading rumours that entire groups were added to the list, but this was not the truth. Guess some things never change. The tea and food was delicious and it was announced when the next trial was to occur. It was made abundantly clear to everyone present how important the largest meeting of gangs in the city brought together for the Jury and Court was unprecedented and impressive, and it is every group's responsibility to have representatives at Azteca's hosted Trial & Court. 

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When news of the Cartel ripped through the city, connections being gained, and connections being lost. One thing was made very clear; 

AZTECAS WERE NOT GOING ANYWHERE

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They met up with their friends and familias and chilled at Sealab to remind themselves (and others) how strong they still were.

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Of course the marranos had to make a presence but they were so heavily outnumbered, they turned around and fled very quickly. The vatos and their friends decided to not ruin the celebrations that were occurring and leave before the cops tried to initiate a shootout on them. 

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The Vatos of Aztecas and their familias and friends decided to use this new peace to chill and relax and due to the victory they had earned they chose to pull out their formal cars and make a little show around the city, something they had not done in a hot minute. The Aztecas were so proud of LFM & GD for everything they had achieved since Zeta’s disbanding, and to More Blood for how far they had come, proving that alliances were possible no matter what. Even <Redacted> reached out and let them know that they hoped for increased relationships over time. The outpouring of love, respect and kind words that were coming from every corner of the city was exactly what they needed to hear. 

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A member of Aztecas decided during these difficult and trying times to leave and was attempting to join another group. But he made a huge mistake. Trying to put all your eggs in one basket without showing any respect to the group that stood by you, supported you and ignored the baggage and drama you brought to give you a fair and equal chance in the most powerful group in the city, was a huge slap in the face. Alicia & Gabriel were in a meeting in Benny’s when one of her most loyal and trusted soldados gave her a call. The sadness in his voice genuinely concerned her. As she stepped outside she saw the look on his face. He explained that this member of Aztecas had already gone to LFM requesting if there was spaces available for him to join. Betrayal flooded through her. She called Tyrone and asked him to come to her and confirm. What she heard just angered her. NEVER had they stopped someone from moving on but to do so in this manner was just so disrespectful.

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She jumped on the radio “<Redacted> homie, can you come to Benny’s?”
In a few moments one of the Azteca’s dropped him at Benny’s and Alicia, Gabe and Jack asked him to step inside. Followed by Tyrone, other members of LFM and GD they moved into the garage. <Redacted> was someone very new to the group, and earlier that day she had already searched his phone on the back of rumours of him snitching. He had shown her texts of <Redacted> offering to pay for frequencies, up to 20k PER frequency was being offered. Guess they were desperate at that point.

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No sooner as he had walked inside than he was put at gunpoint. This man was not someone who had an ounce of respect towards Aztecas and even tried to blame Alicia for it, saying she was not responding to the texts. This was bullshit and every Vato knew it. She looked around the clean white garage and eyed up the clamp.

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She demanded he remove his glove to show the scar that she given him only weeks prior, one that meant something more than just a superficial cut to the hand, it was a promise, a commitment, and one he had dishonoured. She made the decision there and then, he didn’t even deserve to keep that scar or his hand. She gave the nod to her people and they dragged him over and put his hand in the vice that was on the counter, twisting the lever to tighten the metal clamps on his hand. He dropped to his knees. She asked him once more has he anything to say, he had nothing. He knew he had made a mistake beyond repair. Never would he join any gang that were of value in this city again. Gabe picked up the circular saw, grabbed the cable and plugged it into the wall before carefully handing it to her. She took the saw and turned it on, as the saw whirred she began to lower it on to his wrist, feeling the flesh and tendons be ripped away. Blood sprayed everywhere. As the saw cut down through the bone he cried out in agony. The people standing behind her couldn’t look away. She didn’t stop, with little force the saw ripped through his wrist and he fell backwards. He cried out in pain and held the bloody stump where his hand once was, the severed hand twitching as the nerves died in the clamp. She whistled for Brutus, Pop’s loyal rottweiler jumped forward and she threw the fresh meat to him. As he licked the blood from the hand, Alicia wiped the blood from her face. She looked down and saw herself completely covered in splatters of blood.

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The white room of Benny’s was no longer white. She gave one nod to Jack & Gabriel and they opened fire on him. This was no man that deserved to live. 

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That night, Alicia sat in her room thinking of everything that had happened. She was doodling in a little notebook when she realised how much the vatos with her meant to this group. And people outside of the group. They were her familia. She marked down every name and began to make a list of all the reasons why they were important. Now more than ever, they needed some encouragement. Unknown to them she had spent weeks learning and practicing how to tattoo. Practicing on skins of animals she had killed. She was under the watchful guidance of Juan who being an expert tattooer taught her techniques and tricks on how to do them perfectly.

The next day the Vato’s were called to the Church by Alicia. She had something planned but none of them knew what, and she was being quite secretive. As they filled up the Church it was something quite special to see how many of them turned up. She ran through the news and most recent events with them ensuring they were all informed of the new groups and gangs.

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Once she was done she pulled out a box from under the alter and carefully began to clean down the surface. She dragged a chair from behind and placed it directly in front of the altar. She cleaned down the surfaces, pulled out the inkpots and filled the gun. Laying it down. She explained to them how important each of them were, and how it was time to renew the vows they had made in a symbolic gesture, a small tattoo of 4 words in a location of their choosing. She looked at the list she had made the day before and looked around the room and called her first name - “Navidad Delnorte”. Once the tattoo was completed and any blood was wiped away she listed all the reasons for each person individually why they were important, what they had brought to the group and what she hoped to see from the future. It was a very personal occasion and some vatos cried, laughed and everyone smiled. A sense of rejuvenation was felt among the group.

(There was too many photos so no disrespect to anyones tattoo images that were not used they will all be in the next photobook update)

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17 tattoos she completed that night. But she was not finished. She had asked Thad to come to the Church because he had become so close with the group and she explained to everyone that being in the familia does not necessarily mean you are in Aztecas, they had so much respect for GD and others and without them they would not be in the position they were today, making sure it was clear to everyone this was to show her appreciation for what they did day in and day out for them.

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Alicia was given the honour of bestowing a beanie hat to the newest member of the Beanie Gang - Ferry Colenta - a proud moment for Dushane & Jack.

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Although not everyone was present, she was going to make a point of going to each and every one of the people who impacted their group so much and show them the reasoning too. Not a generic “oh you are great”, but with individual reasoning. When she thought she was finished, she turned around to clean up and suddenly Gabriel said - “But what about your tattoo?”. She grinned from ear to ear and took a seat. Gabriel carefully tattooed the words on her arm. Once he was done, he smiled and gave a speech on how important she was to them. She wiped tears away from her eyes listening to Gabriel, Dushane stood beside her and said “I think everyone should tell her”. One by one, the Vatos listed out the reasons why they had respect and love and loyalty towards her. This was something she was truly not expecting. With everything that had happened, even she had been demoralised, as little as she tried to show it.

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This moment of kindness and love was everything that she needed at that moment. The love every single person has for Aztecas, for Alicia, Carlos, Juan and every single member of the High Command, the love they have towards each other was something not to be ignored, and a reason why they are where they are.

Nothing was ever going to knock them down because this was their lives, their love and their reason for existence. Familia will always be the most important thing in their hearts and minds. 

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Mi Familia Sobre Todos

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Just wanted to say, this faction and its members are extremely capable and potentials of achieving great things, like you have done before and will continue to do. In everything, there are up and downs, I know it may feel like you're going through a down now, but keep up the efforts and hard work and you will get through this. I know it seems people don't notice, but we do. #Gang gang. (Enjoying keeping up with this forum thread, great graphics too)

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La Fiesta (Part 1)


Everyone knows that Los Aztecas love a good party, and a surprise birthday party was being planned for Alicia. That day she was dropped to HQ to meet a potential trial and when she was done realised she had no ride. She asked on the radio “where is everyone?” and Valentina Guadalupe quickly responded “Where you at I’ll come get you”. People were acting suspicious and she had no idea what was coming. Alicia heard the engine of the car as she pulled into the City HQ in her Chino with a huge smile on her face. “Get in mamacita” she grinned ear to ear. On her lap was a blindfold, she handed it to Alicia and said “You trust me right? Don’t ask, put this on”. Of course Alicia had to ask but she quickly complied and put it on. 

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She could feel the wind blowing in her hair as they hit the freeway and the roar of the lowrider brought a smile to her face. On the journey there she felt something with her foot but unable to see she started tapping it. Valentina laughs as she tries to figure out what it is. On the way there, Valentina says thank you for everything she has done and they laugh about how they came know one another. The car comes to a slow and Val says “Ok you can remove the blindfold, I have two things for you.” Alicia carefully pulls the blindfold from her eyes and looks around her. They were on the back road in Paleto, looking down she sees the carefully wrapped present. Laughing she unwraps it and sees there are two stacks of cash wrapped in rubber bands. Wide eyed she says “Ok what is this for!”. Val starts up the engine of the lowrider and grins, going past the impound and revealing what is waiting in the Church Yard. She leans over just as they pull in and says “Happy Birthday Alicia”. As they pull into the driveaway suddenly the Church comes to life, every car in the yard starting bouncing and people flocked around the vehicle clapping and roaring “Happy Birthday”. 

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Members of LFM & GD stood proudly beside Aztecas (even some former members who had come along for the celebration) and smiled and wished her well, dropping tequila, cigars, beer and marijuana to her. Alicia was shocked, she couldn’t speak, this was such a  surprise she had never been expecting this! So many people and especially Vatos had made the efforts to come and celebrate with her she was so touched. Once she had finished saying thank you and nearly in tears, they ushered her into the back carpark of the Church where a DJ Booth was setup with Padre Juan blasting her favourite tunes. 

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Drinks flowed and even the rain and thunder couldn’t stop their fun. People came from far and wide to celebrate with the vatos and partied long into the night. 

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After some laughs, much  dancing and much alcohol, they announced on the radio part 2 was about to happen. Much to Alicia’s delight all the lowriders and vato cars were pulled into the front yard and they piled up, bouncing and laughing with Juan setting up the Vato FM radio station for them to listen to the badass music as they bounced down the highway.

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They stopped for a few moments at Wanted Reup while  some of the cars refueled they jumped out of the cars and had a fiesta in the middle of the highway.

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As they made their way through the city, cars slowed down and stopped to watch the show. It had been a while since they cruised through the city and stopped at each of their old haunts to shoot a tequila and laugh about the past.

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As they drove through the pier people took out their phones and stared in awe. 

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They passed through LSC and ended up in Grove Street enjoying the peace in the streets.

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After many hours of driving around they went back up the East highway in the early light of day and made a stop in Sealab for some marijuana and a dance, Vato FM never failing to keep their spirits high.

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As they headed back to Paleto, the stopped in Bayview much to the delight of the mechanics who joined in for the party.

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The ended up roaring through the streets of Paleto and parking their beautiful cars up in neat lines, continuing the party on the steps of the Church. 

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The vatos were joined by Burnout Nation who showed off their new vehicle and joined in on the dancing as well as Ava from LSMC and Luke. People they didn’t even know were invited in for a drink.

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Alicia never stopped smiling the whole day, she was so proud of the Aztecas for their attitude and they commented many times, no matter what happens they have each other for life. 

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Mi Familia Sobre Todos

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"T H E Y ' R E   H E R E"

Part 1 / 2

 

Two Weeks Ago

Red stepped in out of the rain, shaking out her grey and black checkered shirt and trudging up the front stairs of the apartment complex. She passed the figure sitting on the stairs, the person clearly having been waiting for her yet she gave them no manner of attention or even a passing glance. She didn't want to speak to them, didn't want to have to continue to hear more and more of the same nonsense, or to be laden with further doubts.

 

Besides...since when was talking to ghosts any sort of a good idea anyway?

 

The last time she had talked to the figure, it had been at Paleto Bay after her, Alicia, and Gabe had their quarrel at the impound. She had taken their words to heart, understood what she was supposed to do but...the figure had to make its voice known. "You see how easily Alicia can just let you go?" It said, slowly pacing its way around her as she listened to the radio chatter of a hunt against the Triads making its way towards them in Paleto. "You raise your voice, have an opinion, and she threatens to just throw you away? And Gabe...did you really buy all that nonsense he spoke of you?"

It wasn't how like the figure was describing it. Red knew it, her hands shaking too badly to be able to unlock her elegy. She wished it would just go away...stay buried where it belonged but she knew it was futile. To be haunted was to be human, so she'd endure the torture...for now.

Even now, weeks later in the lobby of the apartment complex the hauntings continued, yet this time the ghost wordlessly watched Red walk past her and up the steps to the elevator. The fox-mask clad woman stepped inside, slowly turning and feeling her heart skip a beat as the figure now stood before the entrance, staring at her. She tried not to look at it, attempting to avert her gaze from the blue hoodie she wore. It was torn to absolute shreds, pockets of ghoulish, rotten flesh appearing between the tears. The wolf mask the figure war was equally worn and torn, the eyes of it having been ripped outwards and showing two bottom pits where the eyes of the woman beneath would've been seen had she any left.

The woman was silent as the elevator door closed, drawing a shiver from Red as she gently tapped the button on the side panels to take her to her floor. She crossed her arms, standing close to the door and bowing her head and taking a few rare moments of brief respite to clear her mind. A tall order indeed, the events of the past months weighing heavily on her shoulders. It was a weight she was used to carrying, but nowadays the burden seemed to be too much to bear.

The elevator dinged once...twice...three and then four times before it suddenly came to a halt. The tiny room jostled with a thunderous set of metallic clangs and whining parts. Red frowned, looking towards the panel and seeing that the emergency stop had been activated. She tried to get the buttons to respond, even tried the intercom but all the systems appeared to be down.

 

She sighed, reaching down to her hip and drawing the large knife she carried around, wedging it between the doors and trying to get them to spread apart. She went on this way for several minutes, quietly swearing and grumbling as she made no leeway. The ghost mouthed off behind her, its breath raspy and ethereal as it said "Why must you see the need to force things to your liking? Wouldn't you rather let nature run its course and just enjoy the ride?"

 

But of course Red didn't listen, nor did she acknowledge the voice of the being behind her until eventually it sighed and muttered "Very well....have it your way." The lights suddenly came on and the whirring groan of the elevator finally signified that the power was back on. She knew by design that the elevator doors were designed to open in the wake up emergencies like these, so she took a step forward in anticipation. 

 

As the doors opened, she came to a sudden stop, her head tilting up as her gaze was immediately drawn to something towering over her. Her breath was silenced in her throat in the tenth of a second, her eyes growing wide. She had barely a chance to scream as a hulking figure, clad in a tight leather jacket and a bull mask, stepped forward into the elevator and threw a hand around her throat. 

She cried out, having been hoisted and heaved upwards and slammed into the back of the elevator. The knife dropped from her hand due to the impact, her legs kicking frantically at the air as the Bull held her firmly at length, barely moving despite the onslaught she was attempting to dish back out to him. She threw a fist into his wrists, her legs frantically kicking at his legs and stomach. What hits she did land didn't seem to phase the monstrosity at all, the Bull turning and heaving with all its might around him to toss Red out of the elevator. She flew across the small landing, hitting the ground with a thud and sliding off of the top most step of the staircase leading to the lower floors. 

She cried out as she tumbled down the steps, thankfully only rolling down one set before coming to a sprawling stop. She coughed, retched even as she panted and slowly looked up to see the Bull standing up at the top of the stairs, watching her with its arms at its sides. 

She made to get up, slowly working her arms under her to get up into a kneeling position. Unfortunately, as she moved so did the Bull, starting to take a few steps down the stairs towards her. After his third and fourth step however, the Bull suddenly lurched forward, arms stretched outwards. It toppled over itself, rolling down the stairs and crashing into the wall next to Red, falling limp. She snapped her head up to the top of the stairs, a shrill gasp emanating from her as she beheld her own son, Ryan, standing at the top, panting rapidly out of fright and standing in a position of having just shoved her would-be assailant down the stairs.

 

Questions raced through her mind as she tore up the stairs after him without a second thought, quickly grasping him up in her arms and turning back to race down the stairs. She huffed and grunted as her heels clacked loudly against the floor, looking  back only once to ensure the Bull was still unmoving, and it was. Down and down the stairs they went, coming down onto the landing of the 1st floor when she suddenly slid to a halt. 

Looking below, she could see another of the Bulls slowly making its way up the lower steps towards her, causing her to gently lower her son to the floor and grasp his hand, turning and sprinting away down the main corridors of the floor. Apartment doors were a blur past her, the two of them turning several corners. 

Left, then right, then another right, then left. As they rounded the next bend however, the two of them beheld yet another Bull pacing slowly towards them. Looking over her shoulder, she could see one of the Bulls from earlier round a corner and make its way towards them, cutting them off from both ends. Looking to her left, room 55's door rested in front of them. With the Bulls drawing closer, Red yanked her son behind her and drew her point fifty, taking a few shots at the door handle and kicking the door itself in.

As they fled into the darkness of the room, Red wasted no time in throwing the door shut behind her and turning both deadbolts and chaining the door. "Why didn't you just shoot them?!" Ryan asked, watching as Red rushed to the far window on the other side of the living room. She stared out of it for a second, nodding and quickly rushing back. She yanked a large towel out of the bathroom, approaching Ryan as she said "It wouldn't work...trust me," and wrapping it around his head. Quickly plucking both gloves off of her own hands and pulling them over Ryan's, she picked him up into her arms. "You're going to need to trust me now...ok? Whatever you do, do not scream."

Ryan nodded against her chest, eyes hidden from the world as the door behind her started to thud and get throttled about violently. Without looking back, Red took a few steps back and made a running charge towards the window. She muttered a few rapid prayers as she took a running leap over a couch and dove forward, corkscrewing into the air so that her shoulder would collide with the window first.

As they exited the window into the roaring storm outside, Red could just barely make out the sound of the door being torn apart from within, the wind tearing at the duo as they sailed through the air towards the street below.

 

Continued in Part 2 / 2 

 

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