Chicken!

I don't own GTA. I only own my made-up characters.

Twenty Years Later

Summery: Niko has been dead for years now. What no one but Michelle knows is that Niko and her had a kid. Now their son has to life the life his father left behind.

Prologue

Michelle's POV

He's dead. He's actually gone. I can't believe I lost him. Niko had died somehow. I don't know how but he did. Romen knows how but he doesn't say. I try to ask him but he refuses to tell. It was hard for him though. And Niko died before I had a chance to tell him I was pregnant with our kid.

The funeral was depressing though. Not many people liked him but came anyway. Probably gloating right now. I moved away not long after that. I couldn't stand being there anymore.

I was five weeks pregnant then. Now, I have a healthy little boy. He looks so much like his father. In fact, if you didn't know any better, you'd think he was actually Niko. And because of that, I named him Niko, after his father.

When he was ten, the only thing he had of me was that he liked to buy new things each day. An obsession that I think will stay in the family on my side. Niko, my son, loved to play pool and bowling. He won each time.

When he was sixteen, he would experiment with his father's old guns. They weren't loaded though. He got his drivers license. And he loved to speed. Which got him into a lot of trouble. I kept him away from Niko's side of the family. I was afraid that they would see my son and go into a depressible state again.

I didn't want that to happen. Now that he's twenty, he's finally going to move out. I was going to miss him.

OOOOOOOOOO

A/N: How was it? I got off the game just a while ago and thought of this.