The Hurricane

The war was ready to begin. The last letter was sent. It said that they needed to meet at a desert close to the borders of Mexico. "Are you sure we're ready for this?" Jack asked. Max just chuckled and nodded. "Of course we do! I bought a freaking tank for this shit. No one is bringing us down." He said. Jack then looked at Anthony with worry. "I have confidence we'll win this. We're stronger than them. Even you know this!" Anthony said. "Don't worry about me. I'll be fine. I promise." Jack then smirked. "Ok guys." He said. "Let's roll out!"

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The 3 including the rest of the crew found a huge army waiting for them. They then spotted Santiago and Alejandro. "Hey! You three! This is the part where you cry in fear and tell us that we don't have to do this." Alejandro said. "No matter." Santiago whispered. "We won't listen anyway." Jack left the crew. He walked closer and closer to Santiago and Alejandro. He then went on his knees. "Listen. The both of you." He commanded. "We don't have to do this. I'm serious. We can talk about the money and maybe we can also talk about adding you to our open relationship. How would that sound?" The 2 shook their heads. "You took my money." Alejandro said. "You left me in America." Santiago said. "Would you really think we would let you go?" Jack smirked. He sneakily left a ready grenade under one of Santiago's cars and he left nodding. The car then blew up! Both Santiago and Alejandro were under the burning car and they were burning to death. Their skin was peeling off as they were screaming in pain and suffering.

Everyone started shooting everywhere! Even the workers by the border gates heard gunshots. They called the police. After an hour, the police had arrived and they got in the fight as well. Jack, Anthony and Max took one of the cars and they left the battlefield. The police couldn't see them due to how they were fighting off the 2 armies. "Jack, where are we going?!" Anthony asked. "We're supposed to be fighting back there!!!" Jack didn't respond. However, Max knew exactly why. "because the 2 guys are probably dead, we don't have to be there. It's only a crew fight now. No leaders are supposed to be there." Max explained. Anthony didn't want to just back out because the leaders were gone. He wanted to end the fight! "Turn the car around, Jack." Anthony commanded. Jack denied Anthony's request. "You can't go back there!" Max said. "I just told you just now. It's a crew fight. We can't do anything at all."

One of Santiago's crew members saw Jack's car leaving. As he was trying to follow the car, he kept killing the men and women that were in Jack's crew. Slowly, the Jocks and the sons of the devil were becoming non existent. The 2 crews were falling apart due to how people were killing each other. Some time had passed and almost everyone was dead. there were only 20 guys left. 10 from the Jocks, 5 from the sons of the devil and 5 from Alejandro's security company. one of the Jock's crew members requested that they only fight with hands and no weapons to make it a fair fight. The request was agreed. They all got ready for the biggest fight of the Mafia life. The Jocks started everything. All the punching and the kicking started with the Jocks.

Jack taught 10 of his crew members the art of combat. While the others were using guns to prove to people that they were the powerful ones, 10 people were chosen to try and master karate incase something like a Mafia war would break out. Something that's happening right now.

Only 5 members of The Jocks were the survivors. The rest had weakly died. While those 5 were celebrating the crew fight and how the Jocks pulled it off, one of the goons from Santiago's crew were still tailing the 3. Anthony tried shooting the tires of the car but to no avail. The tires were bulletproof. Max tried bombing the car but his timing was deeply indecent. It was only Jack's call. As they were fighting on the highway back to the city, Jack quickly turned the wheel of the car to the right. Making the car jump right off the highway and explode! Luckily, they jumped out before it could explode and the goon couldn't see them anymore. He failed. "Come on." Jack said. "He's gone. We need a new car." He then received a call from one of the crew members. When Jack answered, The crew members explained how they won and how Santiago and Alejandro were no more. They could rest once more.

The 3 returned to the Bunker and they met up with the crew members that had won the fight. They needed to plan countless funerals for families. They were all deeply devastated but, the money that was given to all the families made Jack very happy and at peace. Once that was over, they rebuilt the house. AGAIN! "you need to get titanium for this house." Anthony commanded. "We can't be rebuilding every time it gets exploded." Jack and Max agreed. The Jock's future was going to be a better Mafia crew than before due to how Jack knew what he needed to do. He needed time to think about his next move for the Crew. While he had all the time in the world, he spent countless time with Anthony and Max and life had continued to the way it was before.

In the next day, Jack thought of going back to America with Anthony. He wanted to explain to the family about why he and Anthony left. Max decided to join in. They only stayed for a week and they returned with big bellies from eating Abuela' and Abuelo's Tamales.

His next move was going to be a perfect move...