An Important Request

"This is some good shit, man. Gracias!"

"No problem, enjoy."

At Old Town, Ripper had already sold a good supply of cocaine to a few of the Hurricanes. As a **** leader in addition to being the leader of the Corporate Crooks, their business was sure to be booming as usual.

"Just what my pals wanted. Oh, and thanks for the needle, you sexy bitch."

"Yeah, be sure to sterilize your skin before you jam it in, though."

Marcie, on the other hand, had sold some heroin to a few of the Satan's Mothers, although some of them were wanting to ogle her during the transaction. Suddenly, a sound of a phone ringing inside a booth caused Ripper to take notice, and entered the booth to answer the phone.

"Hello, this is the Corporate Crooks. If you're looking for high-quality ****, you've come to the right gang." he said.

"I really don't need any ****. I need a little backup, you know what I mean?" Psychosis asked from the other line.

"Who're you?"

"I'm Psychosis, new leader of the Rogues. Luther had a fallout with us, so that's why I took over."

"Okay...so what do you want from us?"

"I needed some backup, just like I said...hey, maybe you and your friends from South Beach can help me get the job done."

"Really?"

"Yeah...Since those pesky Warriors teamed up with the Crescent Moons from Sea Gate, I was considering the Corporate Crooks and the Warlords can help us out, you know what I mean?"

Marcie approached Ripper and listened in on the conversation as he responded with, "Of course. After all, the Crescent Moons were at the top of our list of gangs to destroy."

"Good. I'll see you guys someday, and when we find 'em, we'll kill them all!" Psychosis said before letting out a laugh.

Ripper then hung up, then told Marcie, "Call up Dr. Feelgood. We got a plan."

The red-haired Corporate Crook nodded before she took him out of the phone booth and entered it herself. She then called up Dr. Feelgood's number, and was patiently waiting for him to answer.

Meanwhile, Dr. Feelgood had just snorted a fourth line of cocaine after taking a swag of whiskey, when he heard the phone ring. He got off the floor and went to the phone, picking it up.

"Hello...who's this?" he asked.

"It's me, Marcie. Psychosis and the Rogues want our help, so you gotta join in on our plan."

"Really? Is that so? Does it involve the Crescent Moons in any way?"

"Yeah. They're even aligned with the Warriors from Coney Island. So, we were wondering if you and your Warlords can get in on the fun."

Feelgood took another swag from the bottle, before he replied with, "Allright, I'm up on it. So, we're gonna bop through those red assholes and our snotty Sea Gate enemies?"

"Yes, that's what we're gonna do."

"Cool. Thanks." Dr. Feelgood replied, and Marcie would eventually hang up.

Although the Rogues were defeated, it was only the beginning.

The Rogues had now allied themselves with the South Beach Warlords and the Corporate Crooks, while the Warriors formed an alliance with the Sea Gate Crescent Moons. Soon, the real battle would begin...