CJ slept all day. He was still tired from the party last night. The party didn't end until 6:54 AM, and CJ was feeling too tired. He slept in his mother's house and didn't wake up until 7:35 PM. He hopped out of the bed and looked out of the window. The sky was a bright afternoon, and the sun was almost about to set.
CJ decided to see what Sweet and the other guys were up to. So he threw on a green long-sleeve shirt over baggy green camo pants and green sneakers. He also put on a green bandanna on his head, tucked his pistol and tech nine to his belt, and walked downstairs. He went into the kitchen and made himself a peanut butter banana sandwich.
After eating, CJ darted out of the front door and headed to Sweet's house. He ran to the front porch and walked inside the house. He made his way into the living room, where he saw Ryder lounging on the sofa smoking his joint while Sweet and Big Smoke were sitting on another couch next to each other watching the television.
"Damn, that bitch is bad!" Big Smoke whispered eyeing the television hard. "Oh, yeah!"
"Wassup, y'all?!" CJ greeted everyone.
"Wassup, playa?!" Big Smoke replied.
"Wassup CJ?!" Sweet himself greeted. "Turn that TV off right quick."
Big Smoke grabbed the remote and clicked the television off. "Listen up, fellas," Sweet told the other three, "like we were saying. No more base in the streets."
"Finally," CJ sighed.
"Peep this," Sweet explained, "we're gonna unite the Families once more. Because the Ballas have been bumping our guys full of base for too long, while we argue amongst ourselves. So all the Families sets are gonna meet down at the Jefferson Motel."
Sweet then hopped out of his seat. "I say it's time we went down there and made it official," he announced. "Keep that shit of our streets! I vote I'm our representative on this one."
"That's right," CJ agreed.
"Hey, it's all good!" Big Smoke replied as he got up off of his seat. "If Sweet think he can handle it, then I'm down with him, man."
"A'ight - let's roll, homies," Sweet ordered guiding everyone out the front door.
"Let's do this!" CJ said following along.
"Yeah, let's go, man," Big Smoke added following along as well.
Ryder, completely silent through all of this, hopped out of the sofa as well and started to follow the other three. But not before dumping the ashes of his joint in the ashtray sitting on the table.
CJ, Sweet, Smoke and Ryder hopped into Sweet's Greenwood, with CJ driving the car straight ahead.
"Say, CJ, you gon' crash the car again?" Ryder joked.
"Fuck you, Ryder!" CJ shot back.
"Ryder, give CJ a break. man," Sweet told the stoned gangster. "He's practically turned the Grove around by himself."
"I was just telling a joke on the little nigga," Ryder protested.
"Everything you do is a joke, Ryder!" CJ told him.
"That ain't true!" Ryder growled furiously.
"Ryder, just chill the fuck out, man," Big Smoke told him calmly.
"Remember - we're reuniting the families and no bullshit," Sweet told everyone as CJ made a left turn on Jefferson. "Stay cool."
"You know me, Sweet," Ryder told him. "Cool as a Shaolin monk."
"Especially you, Ryder!" Sweet told him.
"What you mean?" Ryder asked sounding rather disgruntled. "I resent your implication and shit!"
"Sweet's just sayin' you a natural killer baby," Big Smoke told Ryder. "But you gotta check yourself and be cool."
"Yeah," Ryder replied. "Well put it like this - I understand what he's trying to say, but I'm always cool, fool!"
"Hey, we all down with that, baby!" Big Smoke replied as CJ finally made it to the Jefferson Motel.
CJ pulled up into the parking lot, and Sweet began getting his weapon ready. "OK, it's strictly one rep' per set," he told the other three. "You guys are gonna have to wait here."
"We'll be there just in case, bro," CJ told him.
"Thanks, homie," Sweet said, "but I'm down with these boys."
So Sweet hopped out of the vehicle and ran into the motel. As Sweet got inside, the other three were looking around the outside of the motel, where the former Grove Street Families members were hanging around.
"I don't like this, man," Ryder said sounding slightly nervous. "Look at all them other family 'hoods! They used to be Grove Streets."
"Relax," CJ replied. "We straight, they straight. How about you, Smoke?"
"Hey, I'm feelin' a little exposed, but I'm good," Big Smoke said.
Suddenly, a Los Santos Police Department unit arrived in a helicopter. "This is the Los Santos Police Department!" one of the pilots onto the helicopter shouted through a megaphone. "Everybody stay where you are!"
CJ, Ryder, and Big Smoke all watched as the light from the helicopter shone down the ground. "Oh shit!" CJ shouted as he promptly hopped out of the vehicle, pulling out a shotgun in the process.
"All units rock 'n' roll!" one of the SWAT cops bellowed as they all slid down from the ropes being lowered from the helicopter.
"Man, what you doing?!" Ryder shouted at CJ.
"Carl, get back in, man we outta here baby!" Big Smoke pleaded.
"I ain't leavin' my brother!" CJ protested. "I ain't no busta!"
"Man, it's every motherfucka for himself!" Ryder shouted as Big Smoke hopped into the driver's seat and backed up into the road right before driving away.
As the cops tried to take out the former Grove Street Families members outside, CJ quietly snuck his way into the Jefferson Motel.
Inside was a disaster. The guests were being harassed and even killed by the cops, and some of the Grove Street Families members were brutally beaten. CJ felt his heart thumping hard. He wasn't sure if he could make it out of the hotel alive.
He turned to his left to scale the stairs when he saw one of the members lying against the wall all bruised up.
"Where the OG's at?" he asked the beaten-down member. "I gotta get my brother, Sweet!"
"They were meeting in the back of the motel someplace..." the member muttered incoherently.
CJ then turned to scale the stairs and made it on the second floor, where some cops tried to shoot at him. CJ took cover and used the walls to protect himself. He crept from behind and shot each cop one by one.
He continued navigating through the hallways until he came across more of the former members of the Grove Street Families at the end of the room, where more SWAT officers appeared from the skylight.
"Families!" CJ warned. "Cops comin' in from behind!"
So CJ just shot them all down before they even had a chance to land onto the ground and continued his way on the right side of the other hallways, where more SWAT officers appeared from the rooms. CJ took cover and killed each officer one by one.
CJ then made his way through the other side of the hallway, and soon, more SWAT officers were appearing from more rooms.
Damn! CJ thought. How many of these fucking officers are there?
CJ just continued shooting at the officers as they fired at him, killing each and every one of them. After every last officer was now down, CJ finally made it to the end of one of the rooms, where he finally found Sweet inside.
"What took you?" Sweet asked CJ. "Where's Smoke and Ryder?"
"They shook on us," CJ told him.
"Fuck it, let's get out of here," Sweet said.
So CJ and Sweet both took the stairs on top of the motel, only to get confronted by yet another chopper hovering up above them.
"This is the Los Santos Police Department!" the pilot of the chopper shouted through the megaphone. "Stay where you are!"
"CJ, that chopper's all over us!" Sweet shouted as he and CJ took cover behind the air conditioners of the roof. "Hit it!"
CJ and Sweet attacked the chopper by continuously shooting at it. The bullets continued to ram into the hovering chopper and even killed a couple of the SWAT officers on it.
"This is Buzzard 1, we are taking ground fire!" the pilot shouted.
After the two Johnson brothers frequently shot at the chopper, the vehicle finally caught on fire, and the chopper plunged down the street below.
"Mayday, mayday, Buzzard 1 is going down!" the pilot shouted. Those were his last words before the chopper finally crashed down in a tremendous explosion down below.
It was now silent, and the Johnson brothers were finally free to escape. The both took the stairs down and made it on the streets, only to find a set of headlights approaching to their left.
"Shit, what now?" Sweet asked.
"It's Smoke and Ryder!" CJ replied as he saw the Greenwood pull up in front of him and Sweet.
"Get in!" Big Smoke shouted.
CJ and Sweet complied as they hopped inside the back seat. Ryder was in the passenger's seat, and Big Smoke was behind the wheel.
"Hit the gas!" CJ ordered as he saw a pair of police cars chasing them for behind.
Big Smoke stomped on the gas pedal and rode as fast as he could.
"Eh man, I'm running low," CJ said checking his shotgun.
"I got a 'K, here," Ryder told him tossing an AK-47 to him.
"This fucking antique?" CJ asked inspecting the weapon.
"Yeah, well, Emmet ain't the pentagon!" Ryder shouted at CJ as the police cars began to get closer.
"You got it off Emmet?" CJ asked. "Shit!"
"CJ, cover the rear!" Big Smoke shouted.
CJ didn't say anything. He just aimed the AK-47 at the cops' cars chasing after and fired the bullets. The chase continued until one of the cop cars caught on fire and the other got hit by an oncoming train as Big Smoke crossed the railroad.
"Man, they got smoked, did you see that?" Sweet shouted.
"Damn!" CJ yelled. "That was close!"
"Man, it's getting intense!" Ryder shouted as Big Smoke drove through a parking garage. "It's getting worse out here! It's like World War VIII!"
As Big Smoke exited the garage, another cop car suddenly appeared from behind.
"Hey, CJ, watch to the left!" Ryder told CJ vociferously as the cop car pulled up to the left side.
"Your left, or my left?"
"Hell, I don't know, just shoot everybody motherfucker!" Ryder shouted
So CJ used his weapon to shoot at the cop car. "All suspects escaping in a blue four door back through South Center," a cop from the radio station of the police car announced.
"Trouble up ahead!" Big Smoke shouted as he drove straight through the bridge of East Los Santos. "Carl, they all over our ass baby!"
CJ looked up ahead to find more cop cars coming straight at the foursome. As Big Smoke made a left turn, CJ fired at the cop car chasing them until it caught on fire and exploded as well. Another chopper from behind was also chasing after them as well.
"CJ, watch our right!" Sweet told CJ as Big Smoke made a right turn uphill.
Meanwhile, police officers on motorbikes dropped their donuts after they witnessed the frenzy. "Waste of good donuts," one of them said. "Let's roll."
They followed the police cars to chase after the four gangsters.
"Eyes front, CJ!" Big Smoke shouted driving down the hill as fast as he could.
CJ faced front to see one of the officers on the motorbikes zoomed past the vehicle and hopped onto the front of the moving Greenwood.
"Surprise, homeboy!" he shouted.
"Holy shit, look at that!" CJ shouted as he shot down the police officer, who fell off the car and got ran over.
"I wish I'd have stayed home and watched the fucking game!" Big Smoke growled as he headed for the carwash below. "Carl, behind us! Behind us! Put up your window!"
But Big Smoke had already driven through the carwash
"Smoke, what the fuck you doing?!" Sweet snapped at Big Smoke.
"Damn it, Smoke, I got soap in my eyes!" CJ yelled squinting his eyes, which were now burning red. "Smoke, you're insane!"
"I like things clean!" Big Smoke told him.
"Hey, CJ, watch to the left!" Ryder warned CJ as another police car pulled up on the left side.
CJ squinted hard to get his vision back and looked around to see that the group were driving back on Jefferson where the railroad was.
"Eh, ain't we been here before?" CJ asked.
"Hey, I'm taking what options I have, alright?!" Big Smoke protested. "Maybe if you have a nice word with these officers, they'll let us on our way!"
Just then, another LSPD biker jumped on the back of the car.
"Heads up, brother!" he cried.
"Hey, some idiot's hanging off the back of the car!" Ryder yelled. "Somebody shoot him!"
So CJ used the AK-47 to shoot down the officer as he fell off the vehicle.
"Oh shit!" Big Smoke shouted as he drove through the alleyway with the cops chasing from behind. "All I got in my rear view is bad guys! CJ, cover the rear!"
CJ shot at all the cop cars from behind until they all caught on fire and exploded. As Big Smoke exited the alleyway, CJ looked around for more police cars and motorbikes through Glen Park, where Big Smoke made a left turn from.
"Oh shit, roadblock up ahead!" Big Smoke yelled as the four gangsters saw that there were policemen shooting at them.
CJ aimed the AK-47 at the cops, but the trigger failed to activate. "The K's jammed!" he said.
"Fuck it, I'm going through!" Big Smoke said.
He ran into the two officers, with one landing on the hood of the car. Smoke then drove through a narrow alleyway and came to a stop.
"CJ, we got the ghetto bird up ahead!" Sweet shouted as the gangsters saw a chopper right up ahead.
"This is LSPD!" the pilot in the chopper announced through the megaphone as the chopper lowered closer to the ground from the distance. "Do not..Hey WHAT THE FUCK?! TOO LOW! YOU'LL KILL US ALL!"
"Back up Smoke, back up!" Sweet warned.
"Hell no, I'm going through!" Big Smoke said staring straight at the moving chopper.
"Oh man, we gon' dieeee!" Ryder yelled.
"Oooooooh SHIIIIIIIIIIIIIT!" CJ shouted as the cop on the car got chopped up by the chopper's propeller as it hovered over the vehicle.
"Slow down Smoke," Sweet yelled as Big Smoke sped as fast as he could. "SLOW DOWN!"
"Oh shit, the brakes is out!" Big Smoke claimed as he drove even faster.
During the speed, CJ, Sweet, Big Smoke, and Ryder all bailed out of the vehicle and the car darted through a billboard and hit a truck hauling flammable liquid driving below on the freeway, which elicited a tremendous explosion down below.
"Shit!" Big Smoke said as he watched the explosion from above. "That's gonna be a hell of a story to tell when we passin' the blunt!"
"Man, that was some serious shit!" Sweet added. "Woo!"
"Fuck this!" Ryder said. "We gotta get out of here."
"Ryder's right!" Sweet agreed. "Everybody split up and we'll meet up later."
So CJ and the other guys split up and went their separate ways. It was now the night, and the cops would be after them any minute. CJ continued running away and never bothered looking back.
PS, this is the final chapter of this story here. If you want to see what happens next, then simply click on my other story titled "Grand Theft Auto: San Andreas Re-write." The story continues from there.