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GTA Tony's Way A series based off the GTA universe....
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Godfather Ivanov.

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Joined: Nov 17, 2010


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Part I
"Here you go, the keys to your apartment, Mr....?" said the owner of the apartment complex. "Morretti... Giovanni Moretti", I answered back, collecting the keys from the man's sweaty hands. "Alright Mr. Morretti, enjoy your stay", answered the owner, replying with a friendly smile. I just kept on walking up the stairs to my new apartment. The first step of my 'fresh start'. The stairs were all crooked, and busted up. While the railing was just plain rusty. That's the best you're going to get in a complex of North Holland. As I reached the final step of the stairs, I looked at the first few apartment doors I saw. 242, 245, 246, voila, I thought. I nudged my keys into the tight shut door. I cursed and struggled a couple times before I could get it open. As I opened the door, I looked around my mid-conditioned apartment, closing the door behind me. I took a few steps and went into the bedroom. It was a medium sized bed with plain sheets and two pillows. I layed down with my black suitcase in my hand, then closed my eyes. I began to snooze my way through the whole night.
I woke up the next mourning with my suitcase upside down on the floor, and my fadora and suit still on. I quickly tidied my tie and began to exit out of the apartment complex, I didn't even bother to unpack my belongings and eat breakfast. My first assignment that day was to find myself a job. I whistled for a taxi from the street in front of the three tight in complex buildings. It stopped and I entered in. My cab driver was some fat Slav or Serb, something like that. Anways, I payed twenty-four bucks for him to drive me to the bank. My sister sent me money in a bank account once I got out of prison. The bank was right under Star Junction. It took some time for him to drive me over there from all of the god for saken traffic that held us up. But when I finally got there, I entered in and waited in line. The aroma of cold hard cash filtered the air. I waited in line for about five minutes before the 'incedent' happend. Suddenly, behind me, four men with ski masks bursts inside the door with a pistols, a AR-15, and a shotgun drawn up into the air. "f*ck!" I shouted. I then dropped to the floor as they instructed. One of them shouted, "None of you f*ckin' f*cks move, get on the floor." The one right beside him said. "There's nothing you're gonna get for playing hero, all you're gonna get is a bullet to the heart." All four of them were white males with formal outfits on. One of those dumbasses said, "Don't none of ya worry about nothin', we're here for the banks money, it's goin to a greater cause." Right away, his friend beside him snapped him up and shouted, "Shut up! And handle the safe!" Right then and there they started to do tell the employies of the bank to open the door, leading to the safe. They were all communicating and all using teamwork. I swear, one of those f*cks was a Russian or somethin'. Sounded like it alteast. Anways, all went pretty nuetral untill some dumbass decided to get up with a gun and shoot one of the bank robbers. It was f*ckin' chaotic. Bank robberies never used to go like that in the old days. Back then, we never used to never had our gaurd down too. The two f*ckin' robbers were fighting. Supposaply, those num nuts were brothers, and from "Bloody Ireland". Anways, after that cluster f*ck, the cops came in and escorted everyone outside. The bank was closed. So far, I have about one hundred bucks, and a apartment with these clothes. It seemed like the dreams of me becoming a high class bussiness man is one and a million right now. Right now, it seems like the whole f*cking world is dropping on top of me. But I'll get through it, one way or another...
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