Yes... the time has come... it... is... the notorious gang leader that we all know and love. SIKEEEE! Enjoy one of the guys that's going to make life hell for the Vanoss Crew. It's Seth! The song is Suffer With Me (bass boosted and slowed down) by Liue.

(Hopes POV)

     "First off, that's a ridiculous name for a dog. Second, it's MY DOG! It's from MY secret admirer, you just wish you had one is all. Now come here Ozzie." I say holding out my hands to the Corgi.

     "Hope, you're literally naming him after a dude who gets called the devil by people. Besides, what's wrong with Ghost hm?" Brian says as he sits down on the carpeted floor of the living room.

     "Hey Brian, I know you can only see out of one eye, but Ozzie is white AND gold, Ghost wouldn't fit with a dog that isn't white dumbass." Ozzie waddles his way over to me with his small duck toy that he's growing to love.

     "Well, I think it's a great name after a pretty fucking awesome singer," Evan says as he turns his attention back to the T.V. 

    He's been watching the news all day since the picture, as predicted, broke the internet. Holly texted me a couple of hours later asking what the crew was planning because it made headlines all the way over in Liberty City. So far the news has taken it as far as us planning fucking doomsday which is extremely far fetched but whatever causes fear I guess.

     "WE GOT FOOD!" Lui yells from the kitchen. I sigh as I get up from the ground. Ozzie starts biting on my ankle. I laugh as I pick him up, he starts chewing on my hair instead.

     "You're probably hungry, let's go get you some food too," I say still laughing as I walk to the kitchen with Brian and Evan behind me.

     "I think Hope loves Ozzie more than she loves Evan right now," Tyler says as he tosses a burrito in my direction. I catch it and set Ozzie back on the ground near his food bowl.

     "I'm starting to believe it too. Is Evan getting jealous over a DOG?" Marcel says starting to laugh. I look over at an annoyed Evan as he huffs out of frustration.

     "You mean a dog that another guy gave her? If so then yes, I am." Evan picks up two tacos and goes to lean against the counter.

     "We don't know if a guy gave her it or a girl. I'm leaning toward a girl cause... well, I think most of us would agree that Hope going after a girl would be really fucking hot." Brian says as he raises his eyebrows at me. I throw my unwrapped burrito at his face but he catches it.

     "And just like that I lost my appetite, thank you, Brian." Brock sits down in the seat next to me and groans. I reach over the counter and grab another burrito.

     "Haha wow, thanks for THAT image in my mind. I guess I hate her a lot less now." Tyler says as he and Brian high five each other. Evan rolls his eyes as he looks at the ground and eats.

     "Doesn't help that we saw her work the pole literally almost naked on my birthday," Craig says as he glances over at me.

     "Okay enough you guys, I want to be able to finish eating and not worry about it coming up later," I say as I take a bite of my chicken and rice burrito from Taco Bomb.

     "Exactly, I just started to eat," Delirious says underneath his breath. I dart my eyes over him as he starts eating. What the hell is that supposed to mean?

     " ARMS UP, ARMS UP NOW!" A guy yells behind us. We all turn and look as at least 10 guys in baggy black clothing point Assult Rifles at us. My heart stops as I raise my hands up, we're outnumbered, not to mention we don't carry anything on us while we're in the warehouse.

     "I SAID ARMS UP OR SHE DIES!" The guy in the front says as he points his gun at me. I hear a pistol being cocked behind me.

     "Over my fucking dead body. This clip has 15 rounds in it, enough to kill each and every one of you if you don't leave now." Evan says darkly. 

     A single shot from the guy's gun goes off. I turn and watch Evan hit the cupboard behind him as the bullet makes a deep mark in his bicep. Evan drops his gun and grabs onto his arm as he hisses in pain. The leader yanks me out of the chair and starts pulling me out of the kitchen. The guys get up to go after me but all of the masked guys point their guns at anyone that dares to move. The guy dragged me into the meeting room where he pushes me inside and closes the door behind him.

     "WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO THEM! TELL THEM TO STOP, I'LL TAKE THE PUNISHMENT JUST NOT THEM!" I yell as I go up to the guy. My chest goes into the barrel of his gun.

     "I was instructed to keep you away and safe from what's happening out there." He says. 

     I look out the glass windows and watch as one by one the guys have the hands interlocked and behind their heads as one of the masked guys have their gun pressed against their back. I go up against the glass and start banging on it. Craig and Lui look over at me as they were forced to kneel down on their knees. Tyler had to be restrained by three guys as he kept trying to get out of their grip before he too was forced to the ground. I watched the guys form a circle until Evan was the last one to be dragged in two more bullet holes in him.

     "LET ME OUT OF HERE!" I go to the guy and throw his gun away from him as I punch him in his neck. My knuckles and fingers crack as I collided with hard plastic instead of flesh. I bring my hand away in pain as I grab onto it with the other.

     "DO THAT AGAIN AND WE'LL DO MORE THAN WHAT WE ALREADY DONE TO THE BOYFRIEND OF YOURS." He doesn't even bother going after me as he goes and picks up his Assult Rifle. Why isn't he fighting me? Why aren't I apart of what the guys are going through?

     "Choose." The guy huffs out as he looks out of the window before turning to me.

     "Choose what exactly." The stinging feeling in my hand gets more intense as I try to move it.

     "Choose and you'll find out, now choose." I ignore him as I go sit down in one of the black chairs surrounding the table.

     "No." I cross my arms and glare at him. I watch his blue eyes glare at him. He brings a hand to his ear.

     "Vanoss first, we'll save Terroriser for last since and have her watch since she still cares for him." He says taking his hand away from his ear. I turn my head as two guys go to Evan and drag his body toward the hall where the front door is. I run to the glass and start banging my fist on it.

     "PLEASE! NOT HIM FIRST! ANYONE ELSE BUT HIM!" I yell as tears are now falling down my face.

     "Change of plans, save Vanoss for last. Get Wildcat first." The guy says next to me. 

     I watch the two guys drop Evan to the floor before dragging him back to where he originally was. Four of the armed guys take Tyler and push him outside. Once he was out of sight a knock came to the door pulling me away from the sight I just witnessed. The guy opens the door as one of the armed guys' hands Ozzie over to him. The door closes again as the guy sets Ozzie down, at least he wasn't hurt in what happened. I sit down on the ground as Ozzie trots over to me and climbs up onto me, licking the salty tears from my face as if nothing is happening out there.

     I silently cried as at least 10 minutes passed and the four guys were now dragging a bloody, bruised, and unconscious Tyler back into the warehouse. I watched in shock as they just drop him back in his spot where he was before.

     "Choose another." Blue eyes say to me. I glare at him, not saying anything.

     "No, I'm not choosing anyone," I say. The guy kneels down in front of me as he grabs my chin forcing me to look at him.

     "Choose another or we'll just kill everyone right in front of you and leave you to deal with the bloody horrifying mess." He says. More tears stream down my face but I spit in his face to get him away from me.

     "Go to hell," I say. He lets go of me as he wipes the spit from his face, getting back up.

     "Another shot at Vanoss please, oh, and take Terroriser next." The guy says pressing his earpiece. A single shot rang through the room. I push him away and go to the glass, another bullet graze, this time to the shoulder. 

     Two guys get Brian and once again push him in the direction of the front door. I watched helplessly as Brian disappeared from my sights.

    "PLEASE WHATEVER YOU WANT I'LL GIVE IT TO YOU! I'LL DO ANYTHING! STOP HURTING THEM!" I yell as I turn to the guy. That caught his attention as his eyes lit up.

     "If you want this to stop, you better listen and you better listen to me good. At exactly 2 at night tonight, you are to go to the nightclub Galaxy. You are to go alone and unarmed. You will be instructed on what to do once there. If you fail to show up or come with someone or a weapon, we'll be back here and we'll do much worse to them. Do you understand me?" He says. I nod my head quickly, hoping it will bring Brian back faster. He goes back to leaning against the door.

     Five minutes pass as Brian's bloody and unconscious body is dragged into the Wearhouse. The guy nods his head as he brings his hand to his ear again.

     "Knock the rest of them out and let's get out of here." He says. I gasp as sudden movement comes from the other room. 

     The guy walks out of the meeting room and closes it behind him. I watch in horror as the guys I have grown to love as my own family get quickly knocked out as their "bodyguard" walks away from them. Craig being the last one knocked out, the final guy walks out of the room and out of the warehouse. 

    I run out of the meeting room and over to the limp bodies, kneeling beside Brian as I look over him. The flesh part of his face is already turning black and blue as blood splatters from where his lip busted open covers his face. I lift up his shirt and see red, black, and blue bruises all over him. A small white piece of paper was actually stapled into his side. Courtesy of the Rolling Crips was in bold black letters. I shake my head and go over to Tyler and lift up his shirt. On the opposite side from where Brian's was, was the same stapled white paper that also said Courtesy of the Rolling Crips. I go over to Evan and start shaking him.

     "EVAN WAKE UP NOW!" I yell through my tears.

     His head shakes back and forth with every shake. I stop shaking him and wipe away my tears, please don't slap me hard. I press a finger into his shoulder wound as a hiss escapes his mouth. I take my finger away as he sits up. I wrap my arms around him and start crying into him. He wraps one arm around me and hugs me tight.

     "I'M SORRY EVAN! I'M SORRY! THEY WENT AFTER ALL OF YOU AND HERE I AM WITHOUT A SCRATCH!" I cry. We both turn as a small groan escapes from Brian's mouth. I let go of Evan and crawl over to Brian, helping him sit up.

     "They wanted me to choose who would get the next beating. I couldn't give them an answer and they chose you, I'm sorry." I hug Brain tightly. He groans in pain and I let go of him. He lifts up his shirt and looks down at the piece of paper.

     "What does it fucking say, I can't read it from this angle," Brian says.

     "It says courtesy of the Rolling Crips, now help me get everyone else up," Evan says as he goes to Lui and starts shaking him awake.

     "Why the hell did they leave so suddenly then instead of finishing off the rest of us?" David quietly asks from the floor.

     "I don't know and I don't want to think about it, come on," Evan says annoyed.