Gun Show

LJ and the other get cornered at a drug deal as Tim watches

"Yo Tim, you wait here 'till we get back, ight." Marcus said.
"Alright."
"And Tim," LJ began "If you need them, you know where the weapons are, okay?"
"Yeah."
"Alright" LJ turned to Marcus and Michael "Lets go."

LJ, Marcus, and Michael began walking out to the docks.
"Yo what are we getting again, exactly?" Michael asked.
"A large shipment of weed, downers, heroin, and ecstasy, all for a low price." LJ said.
"And we can re-sell that s#%$& for a profit." Marcus said.
"Exactly." 
"Or we could use it." Michael suggested.
LJ swung around and hit Michael in the face with the butt of his gun. He then grabbed him and slammed him against the hood of a car, "You know me and Marcus don't use that s#%$& anymore and were trying to get you to f#%$& quit."
"Yeah..." Michael said slightly afraid.
"So why the f#%$& would you suggest we use the s#%$&. And now we've got Tim to watch out for-"
"I don't f#%$& care about Tim! I've only known him for six hours. He's not a f#%$& priority for me!"
LJ stared at Michael. He continued to hold him against the hood of the car. He then slammed him and let go.
"Lets go. Were going to be late."

The three of them arrived at the docks. At the end of the left most dock was a small boat with a light and a man standing in front of it.
"That’s our guy." LJ said walking over to him. Marcus and Michael followed.

"You LJ?" The man said coldly.
"Maybe, you Gator?" 
"I am, you here for the stuff?"
"Ya man."
"Ill go get it."
Gator walked on to the boat.
"I told you guys this would be easy." Marcus said.
"Wait you've got the money right!" Gator shouted from the boat.
"Yes!" LJ shouted back.
"Hand it here." Gator came over to the three. LJ handed him the money.
"Thank you." Gator said. Suddenly to figures rose next to him and pointed gun at the trio.
"Well well." They heard a voice say behind them "If it isn't LJ and the Damned."
"Hello Red." LJ said, turning to face Red Rider.
"Hello LJ." Red said.

"What are you doing here?" LJ asked.
"Well you see," Red said "We ain't actually here for you. Were here for someone who is traveling with you three."
"I don't know who your talking about."
"Oh really? You don't know who Timothy Robinson is than, do you?"
Michael shouted at this point "I told you bringing him along was a bad idea."
LJ gave Michael a disgusted look, than turned back to Red.
"Yes we know who you are talking about."
"Oh good, now tell us where he is and maybe we will give you your shipment and be on our way."
LJ looked at Marcus and Michael, and then back at Red, "He not with us anymore, we kicked him out. He's somewhere in Marcer City."
"I see, pleasure doing business with you." Red said, turning around.
LJ breathed a sigh of relief. They had dodged a bullet there, literally. Than he saw a flash and heard a shot ring out. Red had turned around and fired his 9mm handgun, hitting Michael right in the chest. Michael stumbled back and fell off the docks and into the water.
"Michael!" LJ shouted.
Red pointed the gun at LJ "I told you not to f#%$& with me, now where is Tim. I'm not leaving any witnesses to what I did!"

Tim sat in the van waiting for the three to return. He was looking around the van and climbed into the front seat. He pretended like he was driving, looked through the CD’s, and just looked out the windows. Soon he noticed he could see the other three. They were surrounded by people but Tim didn't think much of it. He watched for awhile, then he saw a flash.
He saw someone stumble backwards and fall off the docks, worse it was one of his "friends" though he couldn't tell who.
"Oh no!" Tim said. 
He jumped into the back of the van and opened the armory. All that was left was the two G18's. Tim took them and loaded them up. He switched off the safety and c#%$& them, and then exited the van.

Tim ran down to the dock, a G18 in each hand. He knew he had to help his friends, even if he wasn't sure they would have helped him.

"What the f#%$& was that for Red!" LJ shouted.
"I know your lying! Now tell me where he really f#%$& is s#%$& head."
"No."
Red was surprised by this, but nonetheless, prepared. 
"Black, White kill these two. Make sure the third is dead. I'll check the van."
Black and White began to aimed their weapons, Sawed-Off Shotguns, at LJ and Marcus and Advanced toward them. Marcus and LJ ducked behind crates and loaded their weapons.
"You ready!" LJ said.
"Yeah!" Marcus said.
"On three. One, Two, Three!"
"f#%$&!" They heard Red scream.
LJ stood up and shot White in the face with his P90. White's limp body fell into the water and sank. He then saw Red and noticed he was hiding behind cover. He looked for who could have shot at Red and saw Tim, running down the dock, firing dual G18's at Black. Several bullets hit Black and knocked him into the water as well.
"Tim!" LJ shouted.
"LJ! Marcus! Get out of here!"
"No Tim." Marcus said "You and LJ chase after Red than wait in the van. I'm gonna try and rescue Michael."
"Alright." 
Tim and LJ ran off in pursuit of Red. Marcus walked to the end of the Docks, and jumped in.

Red ran quickly to his Motorcycle. He hoped on as bullets from Tim and LJ whizzed past his head. Several were hitting his motorcycle, more and more frequently, before he managed to drive away.

"s#%$& he got away!" LJ said "Come on my man let's go back to the van."
Tim watched the Motorcycle drive away "Alright." He turned and walked towards the car.