Kristen Spoon
24 Years Old - Los Santos Native - Female

 

Introduction
The hot Los Santos scene in the mid-1990s was like no other, and those sexy times produced Kristen Spoon. The only child of an East Vinewood hooker and a Davis community crime prevention volunteer. Kristen's household wasn't the most stable of them all but she enjoyed the little family she had. The times her mother come home at late times of the night with random men to service in their apartment and her father never being home because he's busy saving the children in Davis rather than his own.

In 2005, when Kristen was 9 years old, she has gotten used to her mother being strange men to their home at all hours of the night. One night Kristen was doing homework while her father was out working. She always knew the dangers of being home alone and secretly knew of some routes to leave the house, like the fire escape outside the bathroom window. Mary aka "Sugar Palm" aka Kristen mother's bought in some new guy, her first time servicing him. As she takes off her coat, grabs a condom or two from the kitchen counter she rushes the random stranger into her bedroom. Bang. Bang. Bang. Bang. Kristen always tried to block out the noises. After 20 minutes, compared the normal hour the guy left. Little Kristen left her room to visit her mother and there is was. Mary's head was bashed in, dress ripped, a bed filled with the wrong fluids, and her purse nowhere to be found. The shook little girl, went to the nice old lady across the hall to use her phone to call 911. They arrived 3 hours later.

Mary's death was never solved. Aiden, Kristen's father, never recovered. Kristen was scarred for her entire life. Things have changed. Life was never good, but it just found a way to become worse.

 

 

Earning a Life
May 2016. The University of San Andreas. Kristen is partying after her last week as a college freshman. The college has been everything she’s been wanting her entire life. Boys. Freedom. Parties. As well as everything she’s been running away from since she left her father at 14 to leave on her own in the streets- School work. Money problems. Everything in between is just whatever. Studying a degree she doesn’t care for caused a series of very great and very bad things to happen to her. But this party she’s at, it’s one of the great things. Kristen is a very confused girl, as both genders at her age, she has zero clue on what she wants to do. Keep on doing college on the money she barely has from the 3 jobs she has. Maybe check out those webcam sites the girls be talking about. More money than she has now. Honestly- she just doesn’t know.
It’s about midnight and the party is dying down. Instead of taking the ride back to her dorm room with a car full of drunk college students, a dumb choice, and she decides to walk to her dorm building. Alone. At midnight. On a college campus. 2 miles to her dorm building. Far less dumb- but still very dumb. As she’s walking down the empty, dark suburban street with all these big mansions that she could never relate to, one of the guys from the party spots Kristen and asks her if she’s okay. After she said “Yes”... the boy said- “Not anymore you’re not.” She tries to run away but he catches her and tries to advance himself on her. “No one walks these streets at these times but hookers. Luckily for me, my father told me we’re elites. We see. We take. We never have to pay.”
Before anything happened, a very bright light appear. Then that light turned into two. At gunpoint, campus security spoke as he warned him to step away from the young woman. In about 35 minutes, the spoiled rich kid is in a back of squad car, 3 police units arrived with EMS on the scene trying to get and collect details. Talking with the police was easy for the shaken girl. Speaking to the security guard, however, wasn’t that easy.

She told the guard that her father used to be in a similar position. Though she never really saw much of him throughout her younger years, she loved him. Better than her mother. She told him about her mother, and what she did. Kristen was always scared of becoming like her. The guard tells her that he sees she heals fast and is feeling a lot better because all this talking she’s doing. Kristen follows up. She wasn’t going to feel violated because the boy was going to force himself on her, but rather because he felt like he didn’t need to pay in order to do so. That how stressed the girl was for money. She’s looking at loans across the board from college to phone, all the way up to the late 5 digits. A card. The object that changed Kristen’s life. The campus guard hands Kristen his card. Instructed to give him a call whenever she liked, so she could get an extra side job at the campus center mopping up floors and washing windows.
 

 

 

A Better Life
University of San Andreas Safety Management. Then she moved to Davis after college for cheaper living and to help, just like her father did before Mary died. Joined the Davis Community Watch and left to join the Davis Crime Prevention Hall. Then when she turned 21, she applied and was accepted into the Los Santos Metropolitan Police Academy. She came out the 23rd in her class. Fast forward to 2020, Kristen is apart of the LSPD specialized assignment of SWAT. One of the rare numbers of females apart of the team.

On the morning of April 22nd, the team got a call. A San Andreas Highway Patrol officer was kidnapped from a gas station here in Los Santos the previous night.

The team’s primary goal in laymen’s terms- Go to the building the department located the officer to be in held in, search within, take-down any hostiles, and rescue him.

The officer’s name is Ace Aaron Quinn.

If you actually made it through this and read it, what was your favorite part and your least favorite part? Do keep note, this is just a repost from where I published it originally, so I won't be able to fully show the feedback I've taken in, until about 2 or 3 stories from now!