Hakeem Brooks, 424 Street Runner.

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First Name:Hakeem
Last Name: Brooks
Age: 18
Street name: Sprunk
Height: 5'9
Character Background Story:

=Introduction=
Hakeem Brooks son of Harold Brooks. Born in the streets of Seville, by the Projects near Willowfield. He had a good house and his mom Krista Brooks was always at home but not taking care of him. Harold didn't wanted that his son followed the same life as him, always tried to take care of him. Always watching out the streets and checking the hood not only cause his gang was there, he also used to work there at the Loco Low Co. Garage, located by that street infront of those mexicans. He also liked to spent time tuning his old Tahoma, looks like that by that part he already forgot where his son was.

=Father & Son=
Even that Harold always had an effort to spent time with his son, was very difficult due to the difference of ideas that they had. He wanted his son in a good school, learning the necesary to move on this life and be something better than him(Like almost every father), but Hakeem didn't thought the same. He was amazed by the life of his father always being with his friends acting like the almighties of the streets not respecting the law, even that they actually didn't had to because they used to pay the police to leave them alone... and he was with the idea that one day he could be like his old man.

=The Plan=
Harold and his gang was planning to set an ambush to a meeting of Groves at the Jefferson Skate Park they were planning a weapon deal with the Temple Drive Hispanics and the idea was to atack them by the back entrance through the bike ramps taking down both gangs and probably kidnapping some of the top OG's. Later on that day they were getting closer on three Williard's. Harold was too busy planning the assault that he didn't noticed that his son was hiding at the trunk of the car. When they got out, Hakeem opened the trunk and got out, watching everything from the other fence. When they were about to start the assault Hakeem fell down and rolled off the park alerting the Groves because obviously they knew that that was Harold's son. They were fucked up so the atack started, alot of the gang members got killed with the others but the OG's escaped, everything got screwed because Harold had to escape with his son otherwise they would had been killed with the rest.

=Disturbance of the Riot=
Harold went to his house and told his wife to hide in the backroom with Hakeem. He was running out of choices, so he decided to make a riot with the couple of members that survived and taking them to the turf of the Aztecas, so they were start to kill each other, Two birds on one shot... "The Perfect Plan". Unfortunately that didn't worked since they were all waiting at the main street of Ganton that he forgot to check the pass of East LS. They entered through and made a massive shootout making him to retreat back to Seville, everything turned into a massacre, almost everyone died and the projects were holed by their bullets. He got really scarred because he thought that he might loose his family. Luckily they survived inside the bathroom walls. What a relief, but it was temporary, cause he knew that they were coming back.

=The Escape=
They had no other choice but to leave town. They packed everything and planned to flee to San Fierro, they took a Premier and started to make their way out of town, low profile. Near the highway a group of Groves were waiting there for him but Harold wasn't stupid. The car was armored even tho he knew that he was not going to escape. He told his wife to grab the steering wheel while he started to get out through the window as soon as he jumped and landed behind a haystack of Flint County, the Groves started to shoot it, not paying attention to who was on the car, -At least a part of the plan worked. My family will be safer there, I hope. As he attempted to get rid of the Grove Street Families ambush he failed to so he had to run back to the city and stay hidden at an abandoned building knowing nothing about what would happen to his family and with all his gang murdered, he was ruined. Couple of days later the Loco Low Workshop at Willowfield got robbed and burned and since there wasn't a clue of where he was, left on broke and knowing that he was not able to return to his crib at Sevill he had no choice but to stay away from the place that one day he called home.

=Recovering Strength=
After a couple of months letting the things to get cooldown, Harold decided to return but he wasn't showing himself so easily. Now looking for where to start again in the streets he finds out that the Groves were not alone, they were receiving orders from some people operating at the district of Fierro. He will try make his way back to where he was and of course, get vengeance for all that those bastards did to him.

=The Unpleasant Truth=
As he finally decided to make his way to San Fierro arriving at the Cranberry Station he searched for a public phone in order to get in contact with his wife and/or son; strangely no any calls were being answered. He decided to go to the place where he told them to stay hidden, he needed to know that his family was okay, sadly, he was about to receive the worst news he could get. Once he arrived there his friend, Frank, welcomed him; Harold, confused of Frank’s reaction with his arrival, the first thing he did was to ask where his family was. Frank, giving a sad expression on his face walked to a drawer and took out an old newspaper. The news on the 2nd section said: "Strange explosion of a vehicle takes the life of a woman on the San Fierro highway" "A dark red premier got caught up in fire caused by unknown reasons, killing a woman also leaving three people on a nearby vehicle with injuries of 2nd grade. Report says that the woman and a young boy were inside the vehicle during this tragic event and due to the flames the victims were unable to be identified and the body of the kid still hasn't been found." Harold dropped the newspaper and without knowing what to think or say he left the place and started to walk around the streets, everything for what he fought for, everything he loved the most was gone forever.

=Enjoying 'Fierro so far?=
Three months has passed since the tragic story. In the end, he decided that living with the guilt for what happened was not going to change anything. He moved on, he started from the bottom working as a taxi driver on the Local Company at Downtown. Everything was going okay, until that day. A man on a brown car parked to his side and asked him if he was interested in another "financial source". As he accepted he drove to a very fancy building near Ocean Flats. Few hours later he left the building and walked back to his apartment, what he wanted from Harold and what this “financial source” was, is unknown.

=Leaving so soon? (R.I.P Harold Brooks)=
One night he was finishing his turn at the taxi service and started to drive back home. Few blocks before he took a detour through an alley and stopped there, he walked out of his car and entered to the backyard of a house nearby. Few minutes later he left the house and when he was about to enter back to his vehicle, a black car arrived from the front with three people that stepped out of it. Harold recognized the third person since it was the same guy that offered him that job a month ago. He didn't got the chance to say a word, because when he was about to say something a shot right to his chest and another one on his stomach got fired. Laying on the ground near his car, bleeding, losing strength and thinking of all that he made during that time he just got the chance to ask him: -Why? This question got answered by the stranger, saying: -Sorry brat. You could've been useful but your time was far than over, business are business. As they were leaving, Harold almost dead gave his last words: “Krista... I’m coming, wait for me.”. Harold Owens Brooks died on February 12th at 22:57 on that alley; the memories of his family were coming back as he was meeting them soon, Rest in peace.

=It's not over, it never is=
In the end happened something that nobody knew, Krista left Hakeem on the gas station near the Flint Intersection, it seems that somehow she knew well that they were not gonna survive if they stood together, giving up on him as last resort, driving away to San Fierro, Hakeem waited outside the gas station of Flint for almost 5 hours, just standing still, not a single word came out of his mouth, there was no crying, no thoughts on his mind apart from the actions of his father. Afterall, it was thanks to him that both survived from that hell.
10 years has passed since those tragic moments of Hakeem's life happened. Almost a grown up man, Hakeem is now on his late 18's and everything seems to be like nothing really changed his mind on what he thought of his father. The life in the streets always gave him and his family the enough comfort and satisfaction during his childhood, now he has fully decided to follow the steps of the old man. Rolling around the apartments of Inglewood, he has found his new family, the crips, bunch of niggas from the Ghetto having similar thoughts and influences into their lifestyle, a brotherhood to be part of, a gang with only one objective, to take over the hood by every necessary means.

[ahmedXD]

Hakeem, wasnt wise after all