McKnighter walks out of the Detroit Jazz Hall, after talking with an associate. There's something going down at the docks. He walks to his car parked in the parking lot. He hops in, and drives back to his safe house.

McKnighter pulled up beside the apartment and gets out of the car. He enters the building and walks up the stairs. The place was trashy, cheap, but hid the safe house well. He got to his floor, and put his key in the door. It pushed open. Someone was already in here. McKnighter quickly draws his Colt .45 and walks in the room. There was a man sitting there, with a shotgun lay across his lap. He had a bottle of vodka in his hand. He smiles as McKnighter stares down onto him.

"You seem, shocked that you would find us here? After what you did."

McKnighter gripped his gun, but replied back in a controlled manner.

"That was business, you came after us first!"

"You took our money, that was business!? Then you burned down our bar!"

The Russian was getting angry now, and McKnight wondered if there was anyone else here.

"Well, we're back, and you must be taken care of before you doing anything, stupid."

The Russian throws his bottle at McKnighter and reaches for his shotgun. McKnighter squeezed off two rounds before the bottle shattered all over him. The Russian was killed before he could fire back. Knowing that Russians don't work alone, McKnighter searches the building for any other people inside. Nothing. "They just wanted to send a message, if they only brought one man." McKnighter thought. He checks his weapon stash, and nothing was touched. He walked over to the phone and makes a few calls...

"We're so raining hell on that dock."

"We're so raining hell on that dock."

Rj's grin stretched from ear to ear, they were finally making a move on those goddamn Russians. He Holstered his .45 and took his blade that was strapped under his bed, before making his way to the car.

When Rj arrived at the agreed meeting place a few blocks down from the docks McKnighter was already waiting for him.

Did everything go to plan? You weren't followed? Asked McKnighter.

No don't worry i took a few detours on the way here and changed cars a few times. So you ready to go?

McKnighter grinned as they set off on the short walk to the docks.

As Rj and McKnighter walk to the docks a car pulls up in front of them. They slowly reach for their guns as a man gets out, McKighter see's its Soniix and puts the gun away. He walks up to the two men.

McKnighter I went to your safe house before and one of the russians at the club on the night of my fathers murder was there whats going on?

Clyde is taking a run on the docks as he does every night and sees the 3 men talking. He sneaks up on them and listens in "We're gunna get those russian bastards!" one man says. Immediatly Clyde jumps up and the 3 men pull their gins on him. "Wow, wow, I wanna help you guys, I dont know why but I have a 'thing' against russians. Can I help?"

Rj drags Clyde in closer and has a swift look to make sure no one saw or heard.

How do we know we can trust you kid, it's all well you wanting to help and all but how do we know that your not going to bail on us at the first sign of trouble huh? Have you got a gun?

Of cousre he has a gun, he's has several of them. Professor X walks out from behind Clyde while cocking his shotgun.

Soniix turns round to RJ and pulls out his .45.

If im right and these russians killed my father then I want to help you in what ever your doing at the docks just as long as I get the boss.

All you can trust me with is my word. I dont have a gun yet but I have some knives and a bulletproof vest.

McKnighter reaches into his coat and pulls out another Colt .45. He hands it to Clyde. McKnighter also pulls out two clips of ammo and gives it to him.

"That thing is loaded, hope you know how to shoot. Alright, I think a few more people are on their way, lets get a view point of this dump."

McKnighter leads the group to a small building over looking the dock. The dock is basic, Big warehouse on the right, ships on the left and back. The front is the gate. Men in coats and suits are seen outside the warehouse, some going in and out. A group is hauling in boxes into the warehouse. Some of them are holding guns.

"Jeez, must be at least twenty of them. Looks like some kind of deal, or meet. Get your guns and ammo in check, we're taking this guys down soon. It's two hours until nightfall."

They enter the building, an empty donut shop that closed down, no one bought it. Inside, everyone checks their guns, and their extra goods. McKnighter has a Tommy Gun and two bottles of wine, with oily rags in them. He puts them on a nearby table. He also sets down a .44 Magnum and bullets.

"Boy this is going to be fun."

"Yah, sure is"

Clyde says to McNighter as he checks his ammo and put his knives in holsters, one on his leg and one on his chest. He goes into the kitcchen of the donut shop and shouts "Yeah Baby!!" everyone runs in to see what happened. Clyde pulls out a crate filled with grenades.

Soniix pockets some grenades and loads his two .45 then puts them in holsters and grins.

Lets put these russians fucks 6 feet under.

They leave the donut shop and head for the main gate.....

As they crept along the cold stone wall Rj took out his blade, it glistened magnificently in the moonlight. He motioned his hand for the others to stop. He swiftly completed a 180 degree turn, grabbing the Russian covering his mouth and pulling him around the wall before slitting his throat wide open.

The fun starts here boys, Are you ready?

Rj spoke in an excited whisper.

after all his hobby was recreational Murder.

Rj runs toward the ware house to take cover and the boys follow but Clyde takes a ladder up to the roof.

He gets up on the roof and looks in through the skylights, he sees forklifts moving crates around, there has to be at lest thirty russians. He goes to the edge of the warehouse roof and signals the boys to get ready. He goes back to the skylight and drops a few grenades in beside a large goup of russians and runs for the ladder...

The group silently enters the warehouse, moving behind objects to avoid being seen. There's two groups of Russians speaking to each other, in Russian. One group has the crates behind them, the other suitcases full of cash. McKnighter waves his hand and everyone takes cover. They pull out their guns and just as McKnighter yells to fire, a few grenades drop down on the party. The explosion destroys the two parties, but the rest of the Russian spot the group. They draw their guns and open fire. The battle has started.

McKnighter takes his Tommy Gun and turns to face the oncoming Russians. He mows down two that survived the blast, but then dives behind a crate in front of him. The Russian were slowly moving forward, their numbers outnumber the gang three to one. They had to think of something fast.

"Hey, cover me, Let me see if I can't bring this blasted place down."

McKnighter pulls out one of his wine bottles and starts to sprint to the gun crates.

As the men inch closer, Ethan begins to yell to the men to free him and that he was captured the night McKnighter killed their hitman.

Please, I want to help, I am a great shot.

Soniix runs out behind a wall and shoots at the russian guarding Ethan with his two .45's. The guard falls to the ground with two bullet wounds in his head, Soniix grabs Ethan and takes him into cover from the firing guns.

You want to help kid get out their and cover McKnighter.

Soniix hands Ethan a .45 then runs to the rest of the gang and begins to shoot then russians.

As Ethan is handed the cold steel of the .45 he automatically pulls the hammer back and runs to McKnighter's side shooting at the advancing russians

McKnighter smiles as Ethan follows him closes. McKnighter reaches another crate, close to the gun crates. While Ethan fires on Russian, McKnighter takes out a lighter and catches the rag on fire. He quickly throws the bottle at the crates. Direct hit.

The crates burst into flames, explosions come from the back crate. The Russians start to flee the warehouse. McKnighter stands up, and laughs as they run off. Then he sees the bomb laying by the fire.

"Everyone! Get the fuck out!!!"

McKnighter pushes Ethan towards the way they came in, as everyone runs to make it out of the warehouse. The flames get closer to the bomb...

As the group runs away from the bomb one of the fleeing russians suddenly turns round and shoots at the group with  his pistol. 3 of the men see what the russian is doing and take cover behind some crates but before Soniix gets cover he his shot in the leg and falls to the ground.

Fucking russians!!

He trys to shoot the russian but the runs out of ammo. The other 3 from the group shoot the russian dead as Soniix looks at the bomb as the flames get closer and closer...