'I should of known' Connor thought, as he and everyone else in the bank were forced to lay on the ground. He's gotten use to this shit. Nutcase's are pretty "average" for this town. And trouble always seems to find him. It's like he's cursed.
"Fuck these people! Fuck your cause! Ireland ain't the only thing green! Dollars are two!" Packie angrily yelled, as he and his brother Derek got into an argument.
"Now you said bloody Ireland! That's gonna narrow a search isn't it!" Derek pointed out.
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"Fuck you! Take the needle out of your arm, THEN tell me what to do!" Packie angrily replied.
"I'll let YOU! Tell ME what to do! When you stop shoving half of Bolivia up your nose every Saturday night!" Derek replied, just as angrily.
"MOTHERFUCKAAA!" Came an sudden voice.
'Eugene Reaper. What the hell was he thinking!?' Connor thought to himself.
Of coarse the news would later claim he was hero. But the fact is. He was an complete idiot. And Packie and Derek avenged their fallen friend when they brutally murdered Eugene for having killed Michael.
"Shit! Michael! SAINT FUCKIN MICHAEL!" Packie screamed as he saw his friend laying dead in the bank.
Connor couldn't help but feel a small sense of sympathy for them. But that was interrupted by a loud bang. The vault door blew open.
"Shit! (to Niko) Get the money!.. Me and my brother will watch the kids!" Packie cried, trying to be serious again.
Niko ran down to get the money.
"Any one else tries that shit and I'll shoot them wait between the eyes!" Packie angrily told the hostages as he and Derek waited for Niko.
MANY YEARS LATER:
Connor ended up moving to Los Santos.
But as the years gone by, things have sadly been getting worse and worse for Connor.
He has no job, no education, and no money.
It's only a matter of time till even his house will be taken away, and he'll be one of those bums on streets bagging for change and living in an cardboard box.
His parents are doing what they can to lend him money, but they can only do so much.
He's been forced to rob small stores, and so far has been able to not get caught.
However, today he ran into some unexpected.
Packie MrCreary, who has also moved away from Liberty city
Connor was somehow able to recognized Packie's voice from the robbery, and bagged Packie not to hurt him.
"What are you talking about?" Asked an confused Packie.
"You were at bank! With the gun!" Connor cried.
"Jeeze., You friggin remembered me!? That's kinda impressive... But anyway. I'm not gonna hurt you, I promise... I need someone like you" Packie explained.
"Really?" Connor asked, less nervous.
"I hear your making a name for yourself.. And I could use someone like you" Packie replied.
"For what?" Connor asked.
"Well... You know that drug store in Strawberry?" Packie asked.
"Yeah., Dollar Pills" Connor replied.
"Well., I'm gonna rob it.. But the guy I'm with isn't very good.. I need someone "better" to watch our backs?... You in? I hear you are in need of money, and you can keep whatever you find in there" Packie told him.
"I.. I don't know" Connor said nervously.
"It'll be a peace of cake.. If all goes well, nobody even needs to die" Packie insisted.
"(sighs) Fine" Connor said after a long pause.
"Alright.. Here's my new address. My car here is being repaired, you're have to pick me up" Packie said, handing Connor his house address.
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Inside side an messy, two room apartment, Packie was on the phone.
"I'm telling you.. He seems alright. And a third person might be useful" Packie said to an unknown accomplish who was on the other side of the phone.
"Yes.. He'll drive me to the drug store.. My car is still being repaired" Packie added, and hung up shortly after.
Shortly after, their was a knock on Packie's front door and Packie opened it.
"Sorry I'm late" Connor said, revealing himself when the door opened.
"It's fine.. Let's just go" Packie replied.
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"Wait.. Is this your only vehicle?" Packie groaned, as it's revealed Connor has an dirt bike.
"I'm afried so" Connor replied.
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Connor drove himself and Packie on the dirt bike, over to Dollar Pills. But Packie told Connor to park the bike in the back entrance before meeting Packie's accomplish who was waiting for them at the front enterance.
"Alright.. Connor, meet Adam Harvey" Packie said, pointing at the mexican accomplish from Packie's random encounter.
"You sure this guy is cool?" Adam asked.
"I never said that.. I said 'what we got to lose" Packiw said, a bit jokingly.
"You got a gun boy?" Packie asked Connor.
"N- No" Connor admitted.
"Then take this" Packie said, handing Connor a small shotgun, the one he in the cutscene of THREE LEAF CLOVER.
"I.. I never shot anyone before" Connor said nervously.
"If all goes well.. You won't have to" Packie said, loading up a black pistol.
"What's the plan?" Adam said, having the same shotgun Connor was given.
Packie replied with, "It's simple.. We burst in. Scare the hostages. Find the money.. And than Connor takes his bike down the back entrance as me and Adam take Adam's car out the front entrance... I mean, (to Adam) you 'do' have a car right?"
Adam didn't reply.
"Don't be silly., Everyone in Los Santos has a car" Connor insisted.
"Fair enough" Packie replied, and gave everyone ski masks.
Everything inside Dollar Pills Pharmacy was pretty normal at first.
One of the two secretly guards began leaving when suddenly he was violently hit the face by the front door, knocking him out cold.
An masked Packie McReary burst though the door, waving his pistol around while screaming for everyone to get down on the ground.
The second security guard reached for his pistol holder but Packie whacked the bottom of his handgun on the guard's head, knocking him unconscious.
"Hurry up ladies!" Packie cried annoyedly, as he realized Adam and Connor still haven't came in yet.
Connor and Adam nervously approached in the drug store.
Connor reached the front desk.
"You! Where's the money!?" Connor demanded.
"I- I don't know" the cashier lady said fearfully.
"BULLSHIT!" Screamed Packie, as pushed Connor out of the way and grabbed the cashier.
"WHERE'S THE MONEY! WHERE'S THE SAFE!" Packie screamed frighteningly.
"OKAY! OKAY! I'll show you" The tearful cashier said, and lead them towards the safe.
"You have the combination?" Packie asked the cashier.
The cashier noded and started opening it.
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"SHIT! THE COPS ARE COMING!" Connor panicked, as sirens started becoming louder and louder.
"Stick to the plan" Packie said calmly, as he was grabbing the last bit of money out of the vault.
"What!?" Connor cried.
"I said stick to the fuckin plan!... Get your bike from the back, Adam and I will escape out the front" Packie said, trying to calm down his new friend.
Connor made his way to the back exit, carrying a backpack full of cash, and the pump shotgun Packie McReary gave him.
Connor was about to reach his bikewhen a cop came out of nowhere and fired at him, knowing Connor was one of the thieves.
Connor dodged the bullet, and was forced to gun down the cop in self defense, marking Connor's first ever kill.
"Huh... This is kinda like a video game" Connor told the dead officer.
Connor soon found his bike, but another cop came and Connor had to kill him.
'huh. This this kinda like a video game' Connor thought to himself.
Third cop came and Connor shot him dead.
'haha, I'm kinda good at this' Connor chuckled in his head.
Soon after, Connor got onto his dirt bike and drove out of there, as most of the cops focused on Packie McReary and Adam Harvey.
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"YOU DON'T HAVE A CAR!? I THOUGHT EVERYONE IN THIS TOWN HAD A CAR!" Screamed an enraged Packie McReary, and he shot at the cops with his pistol, sense they where shooting at him first.
"I said I had a plan! I never said I thought of EVERYTHING!" Adam whined, as he was reloading his shotgun.
"IDIOT! I Knew I should of stuck with Connor! Least he had SOMETHING!" Packie growled.
"Relax.. Here comes someone now" Adam said, seeing Michael De Santa reach the area in a car.
"You! We need a getaway car!.. I'll give you a cut of our take!" Packie said to Michael.
"Sure hop in" Michael replied.
AFTER ESCAPING THE COPS:
"You guys don't seem very successful" Michael joked.
"Yes.. Thanks for saving our ass's... But trust me! I'm successful alright.. Back in Liberty City I ran with big crews.. My most loyal follower was a tomboy like girl named Dash... But sadly, Dash didn't want to come with me to Los Santos, so she's watching over me Ma back in LC... Anyway. Only guys I know out here is Adam here.. And this other guy. Connor" Packie explained.
"Connor huh?... Tell me about him? Is he good?" Michael asked.
"Well.. He escaped easier than I did... He really knows how to handle that bike" Packie insisted.
"Hmm... I think I have a job for him.. You too Packie... You two sound legit"
"Here we are" Michael said, stopping the car as Adam and Packie got out.
"Great, here's your take me man... Think of me... Packie McReary, Ducks, LC"
