The Kroogz just started out as just real live bunch in Las Vegas. They beat up their rival classmates, teachers, you name it. This soon drew attention to the public news, which then drew attention to Darkweather. Their jobs are to beat people up, and videotape the beatings. The leader, Xavier, was a psycho. he formed the gang, and then everything went to his head. He got locked up for the killing of another student. Since then, his gang turned on him. Luckily, he's dead. His own gang murdered him. The night he was released from prison, some of the gang members killed him for turning the gang into a wasteland, and after he died they turned into a regular street gang, not some notorious thugs who brutally attack anybody in their path. Alex and Jamie ran into a warehouse, and 4 of the Kroogs ran in too. They split up, and all went into different parts of the warehouse. Jamie grabbed a crowbar sitting on a barrel behind them. He snuck up on the Kroog, and then jammed the crowbar into his back. He yanked it out, and then let him drop to his knees. Then he grabbed his shoulder and jammed the crowbar into the top of his skull. He then dragged the flesh-bleeding corpse into the shadow. He handed the crowbar to Alex. "Use this, and follow me. If anybody sneaks up on me, well you know what to do. Jamie reached down to the Kroog's belt and pulled his sickle out of the belt loop. He climbed on top of some boxes, and watching a Kroog searching the warehouse for them. He picked up a brick lying next to him, and chucked it across the room. The Kroog turned around, drew his bat, and then walked over to investigate. Jamie timed it right, then dropped down right on top of him, then jabbed the sickle into his side, and pulled it up to his under-arm. He picked up the body, and then hung it on a chain. He slammed the box beside him, then ran into a dark corner, and waited for a Kroog to walk over and check things out. He looked up, and saw his fellow Kroog's body, bleeding and hanging from a chain. He ran over to the body, and checked its pulse to see if he's still alive. Jamie snuck up on him, but slipped on some blood, and crashed into the hunter. "HEY YOU, YOU'RE DEAD!!" the Kroog said chasing him. Alex dropped down, and jammed the crowbar right through his neck, and watched him hit the floor bleeding. They met up "Nice work. I guess this over-night road trip DID teach you something about killing" Jamie commented on Alex's impressive kill. They walked back to the loading bay door, to see a fourth Kroog patrolling the loading bay below. Jamie picked up a bottle, and then threw it over to the far side of the loading bay. The guard ran over to check things out. Jamie snuck up behind him, and jammed the sickle right into the top of his head, blood spewing out of his mouth. He then ripped it out of the back of his head, making an awful cracking sound in his skull. He dropped the sickle, and picked up the guard's metal baseball bat. He spotted a black 4-door sedan with "KROOGZ!" sprayed on the sides. Jamie walked over to the dead guard and pulled some car keys out of his back pocket. He went over to where Alex was hiding. "Come on, we're stealing these punk's car" They walked over to the car, and while unlocking the door they heard a thumping sound in the back. They popped the trunk and found Jill, Alex's last girlfriend, tied up in the trunk and had duct tape across her mouth. Alex ripped the duct tape off her and cut the ropes, and hugged her. "Alex, what's going on? Who were those freaks?" Jill asked him. "Jill, those guys are trying to hurt you. Stay away from them. They know you're part of my past, and if you died, I'd be...reborn. They call it the Pickman affect, it's when a killer's past is erased so they can be reborn and start a new life. That included people in their lives. Did they hurt you?" Alex explained to Jill. "No, they just bust in my apartment, grabbed me, and next thing I knew I was tied up and gagged in the trunk of a car. Alex, where have you been over the years? The last time I saw you was when you wasted Joey and Billy at my party." Jill pondered to Alex. "Look, it's a long, LONG story. After this is done and over with I can tell you the whole story." Jamie checked the time: 2: 14. "Alex, we better get going, or we won't be able to get past these fools and get to Darkweather." Jamie said. "Wait, who's Darkweather? What's going on?" Jill asked. Alex explained to her, "Darkweather is the guy who locked me up. I never went to prison. I was sent to Darkwoods, also known as the Hell on Earth. We need to kill him, and we can get our lives back." They got into the car, and backed out. "Alex leaned over to Jamie, and whispered, "Look, Jamie, what will we be able to do with Jill with us? I can't afford to lose her. I have nothing to lose, man!" Jamie thought about it for a minute, then said, "Hey, there's a freight train station about three miles out of Vegas. Want to get her on a train back home?" Alex thought about it, "Sure, but, if we do that, would it kill you if I went back with her? I mean, I haven't seen her for six years, and I've had enough for one night." Jamie then said, "Hey, Alex, if that's what you wanna do, go right ahead, but you're my last hope if I don't make it. If I die, you and Jill are my backup for Darkweather. If you guys don't follow up, he'll take over the world." "You've been my brother for six years. I won't let you down, bro." They drove by an empty car lot, fenced-in by tall, rusty chain-link fences, barbed wire bordering the top. Inside, the Kroog's dwelled in, break dancing to horrible Detroit Rap music. Alex pulled back the slide on a handgun he nabbed off of the Tripps. He rolled down the window, and opened fire on them, gunning all of them down, and successfully hit a gas tank, blazing up the entire lot, their bodies burning as the flames died, and they sped off. "That's what they get when they mess with Alex Turner!" Alex bragged, and reloaded his pistol. They reached the freight train station. They walked over to an open car, and Jamie helped Jill up into the car, and then Alex. Jill hugged Jamie. "Thank you, Jamie. If it wasn't for you and Alex, I'd probably be dead." And kissed him on the cheek. Jamie turned to Alex. "You sure about this? You really want to leave and not get revenge?" Jamie asked. "Yeah, I'm sure. I know I can depend on you for the revenge part. I'll be seeing you, Jamie. Whenever this carp's over, look me up. I'm in the Book." The train whistle blew. "Well, I guess this is where I'll leave you guys." Jamie said, as he hopped of the train car. Alex poked out and shouted, "See ya Jamie, and give that no good Darkweather Hell for me!" Jamie nodded. "Will do, Alex!" Jamie watched the train descend out of the horizon, then climbed back into the car. Jamie drove through the highway, no cars populating it. He owned the road. Running right past Toll Booths and gas stations. He felt like this night would never end. He finally reached the big, bright sign that flashed, "WELCOME TO SUNNY CALIFORNIA, THE GOLDEN STATE!" he kept driving right through the towns. He finally caught a glimpse of the big Hollywood sign, and knew he reached his destination. He went into an alley where an Illegal arms dealer stood in front of a large, gray van, and bought a SPAS 12-gauge shotgun, two Skorpion SMGs, two fully-automatic machine pistols, an Uzi 9mm, and a WA2000 Bolt-Action Sniper Rifle. He shook hands with the man and gave him the rest of the money he stole from the mall back in Harcher, and drove off. He kept driving until he reached the big sign the read "DARKWEATHER ESTATE" he knew this was where the revenge began