Amigos! Okay, as I was typing out the next chapter for Bullworth Tales, this suddenly popped back up in my mind and along with it, many of the ideas I had when I first started out writing. Now, I may have written it, but I still plan to mainly update Bullworth Tales, which I should have done by next Friday, if not, Wednesday.
Disclaimer- I do not own Saints Row, but I do own this Protagonist and his backstory, personality, heritage, etc etc.
Chapter 1:
"Well, fuck you too!"
A loud shout was heard, followed by a loud door slam. Before a figure could be seen walking out of the post office in a furious march as they walked down the street before they reached a curb and stopped as they seemed to take deep breaths.
As they stood there, the street light above them flickered to life as it shined down on them, lighting their features.
It's a man. A young man, looking to be in his early 20's. The first distinctive thing anyone could tell about him, besides that he's a male, is that he's really tall. About 6'4 type tall.
The second distinctive thing anyone could tell is that he has a toned-muscular build. He has light olive skin, with medium length black curly hair that he had in a low ponytail with two strands hanging down either side of his face.
He also has two very intense hazel colored eyes that basically were flashing annoyance in them. He had a strong, narrowed jawline as well.
This man's name is Diego Wolfe.
He's wearing a black shirt that was stretched tightly on him and blue jeans with white shoes.
He wiped his face to try to calm down as he began muttering to himself.
"You know what? I'm not going to stress over this, I'm not. I'm gonna calm down, I'm gonna get a few drinks, see if Sykes can hook me up, and then wake up tomorrow and get my ass another job." he said to himself as he nodded along before he looked to see he was in front of a building with neon lights spelling, Tee'N'Ay.
The man smirked as he commented, "If that ain't a sign, I don't know what the fuck is."
-o0o-
4 Hours Later-
"I'll see you ladies, later," Diego said as he walked out of backroom as two ladies wrapped in covers stuck their heads out the room with dazed, leering grins.
"Hmm~ don't make us wait too long Big Daddy." one of the women purred as the other woman nodded in agreement.
"Yes~ Next time we'll bring an extra friend or two help us keep up with you." the other one moaned as the man just grinned at them as he walked towards the front of what was revealed to be a strip club. He walked over to the bar and quickly got the bartender's attention.
"Hey Barry, tell Sykes I'll see him later!" Diego yelled over the music as Barry nodded.
The man walked out of the strip club and stepped into the cool night breeze. He cracked his neck before popping the joints in his fingers before he began walking to his apartment.
He was in much better spirits now than he was 4 hours ago, thanks to his, um, 'activities'. He didn't always do stuff like that, with his looks he didn't really have to, but the few times he did, he just wanted to fuck.
No gentleness, no soft caressing, nothing that required him to show any emotions just fulfillment. Now, that's not to say he didn't have the women enjoy themselves. He didn't want some bad reputation as some quick two-shot or one pump chump, he knew a few people with those reputations. Not too much loving coming their way because of it.
While he was deep in thoughts, he didn't realize the path he was walking was about to change his life forever.
"Watches. I got watches here. Yo, hey man, this shit'll cost you six hundred dollars in the store. Oh whatever, man... Watches, yo I got watches." He basically was out of it to hear the man try to sell him fake watches, but he snapped back into it when a woman stepped in front of him and put her hand on his chest.
"Hey baby, I could show you a good time. Though, from what I heard, you could be the one showing me." the prostitute said as she trailed her hand down his chest, feeling it before she reached his crotch and was about to grab him before they overheard shouting across the street.
They both looked and saw three thuggish looking people mostly wearing yellow looking at a tag on a building.
The tag read in large stylized blue letters, Rollerz
"Oh hell no!" one of them cried out.
"Man, fuck the Rollerz." the second said before turning to the last member, "Levar, you gonna let those bitches disrespect us?"
The last member, apparently named Levar raised up the spray can in his hand, "Shit, whatchu think?" he asked before moving towards the wall and spraying just as three other thuggish looking people mostly dressed in blue walked up to them. One of them was carrying a bat.
"Fuck you think you're doin'?" the one carrying the bat demanded.
The first thug in yellow said, "Jus' bein' civic-minded, is all."
Another of the ones in blue looked at them, "That so?"
The second thug in yellow said, "Yeah, some dumb ass cracka went and shit on this wall, and we just' cleanin' it up." he didn't have enough time to react as the one with the bat swung and hit him in the head.
Levar took the time to punch him in the face, Levar then dodged as another in blue tried to hit but he sprayed him in the eyes with the spray can as the one with the bat got up and began running with Levar giving a brief chase while the last thug in yellow and blue fought each other.
Seeing he wasn't going to catch him, Levar threw the can while the Rollerz member tried to dodge but was hit as he passed Diego.
He was planning on getting out of there but that's when he heard and saw a car pull up to where the rest of the thugs were still fighting.
He saw a car full of 3 Hispanic looking thugs wearing mostly red with one wearing a bandana around the lower half of his face.
"Hector says 'Buenas Noches..." he says as he pulls out a T3K Urban(Tec9) while the guy in pack pulls out a K6 Krukov(Ak47).
Levar, seeing this shouted out while pulling his own gun, "Oh Shit!" just as the thugs in red began unloading, hitting mostly anything in their way.
Levar, either very brave or stupid, ran up to the car and shot the one with the bandana across his face in the head as the thug in red in the back of the car shot him down.
"Fuckers!" cried the Rollerz member that had run away as he came back carrying his own K6 and shot the driver just as he was about to drive off.
His foot still hit the accelerator and he drove the car into the building where Diego and the prostitute were still caught up.
She ran while he jumped out of the way. The Rollerz member walked to the wreckage and saw one of the Los Carnales' members still moving so he finished him off but he didn't notice the Vice King's member he knocked out with the bat was back up and had snuck up on him before he shot him in the back of the head.
"Wrong time, wrong place, dawg," he said as he cocked the gun as Diego closed his eyes just as he heard the gunshot.
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...He then opened his eyes when he realized he was still able to breathe and wasn't in pain to see a black man dressed in black and purple standing over him while a white man stood over the dead Vice King's member.
"You okay, playa?" the black man asked as he helped Diego up. Diego instantly winced as he seemed to have sprained his ankle when he jumped out of the way of the car. The black man, seeing this, put Diego's arm over his shoulder and began helping him move.
"Julius, let's move." the white guy said as he began moving away from the Los Carnales car that was on fire. Julius helped Diego move across the street as the car exploded behind them.
Julius set Diego down as he looked down at the ankle, "That doesn't look so bad, you should be fine." he said as the white guy moved over beside them, "That's Troy. You can thank him later." he introduced as the now named Troy threw his hand up in acknowledgment.
Julius then looked at Diego with a serious gaze, "The Row ain't safe no more, son. We got gangs fightin' over shit that ain't theirs, and you in the way. They don't care if you representin' or not." he said as Troy fidgeted.
"Julius, this is no time to recruit..." Troy said as he looked around for anyone.
"We need all the help we can get, son." Julius shot back.
"No, we need to get our asses outta here." Troy disagreed.
"In a minute!" Julius snapped before he turned back to Diego, "Look, the Row's got a problem." he began as he stood up, "Come to the church when you wanna be a part of the solution." he said as he and Troy quickly left while Diego got back to his feet, ankle still stinging but not bothering him as much as what all just happened.
Diego looked up to the sky and said the only thought that was going through his mind at the time...
"FUCK!"
-o0o-
Later-Diego's Apartment
Diego walked, or limped, inside his mildly rundown apartment before closing the door. He limped over to the small but comfortable for one kitchen and went over to the refrigerator/freezer and opened the freezer before grabbing a bag out of it and going to the small table and taking a seat.
He lifted his ankle onto the table before placing the frozen bag of ice on top of his ankle to take the swelling down.
As he did so, his mind couldn't help but play over the events of the last hour or so with him being caught up in a battlefield between Stilwater's gangs, but mostly it was drawn to the offer from Julius. The apparent leader of another gang, 3rd Street Saints.
Diego didn't know what to make of it. He grew up in the Row for sure and yeah he's noticed the increase of gangs and this might not have been the first time he's almost been shot for being in the 'wrong place, wrong time'...
...Where was he going with this again? Oh yeah!
Yeah, he's grown up in the Row but he's never truly put any thought into actually joining a crew or taking up any flags or some shit. He's been perfectly happy just being Kai.
Though, now that the idea has been put in his mind, it would be nice to have backup to some of the more cold-hearted members of the gang life.
Those that wouldn't give two fucks if you were repping or just walking down the street. I mean, he's not all that into religion or anything but even he can see a sign when it's so blatantly obvious.
Two times he's almost been shot and two times he's been saved by chance by someone repping. Last time it was a few years ago when he was on the street a few weeks after his first stint in prison. Though, he doesn't remember much about that other than he was saved by someone wearing purp...
...
...Son of a bitch!
-o0o-
Next Day-Church
Julius walked out of the Church to see about 20-25 people dressed in various ways but all having the same thing in common...
They were all wearing something with the color purple.
He then withheld his sigh when he noticed that all he saw members of his gang and not any new recruits. He wasn't lying when he said they needed all the help they could get.
He cleared his throat to get everyone's attention...
"Every muthafucka here knows what we need to do. Those bitches are ridin' around, thinkin' they own these streets. I don't care what flags they're flyin'... Rollerz, Carnales, Vice Kings... no one's makin' this nigga scared to walk the Row. We 'bout to lock this shit down... right now." he said as his gang cheered.
"Alright! Yeah!"
"Yeah!"
"Fuck yeah!" an Asian looking man with black hair and frosted tips yelled before he noticed something out of the corner of his eye, "Yo Julius, who the fuck's this guy?" he asked as Julius followed his line of sight and smirked when he saw the lone figure leaning back against a tombstone before he stood fully to show his impressive height.
Diego, seeing he had gotten everyone's attention, began walking till he stood in the center of the gang as Julius introduced him. He was wearing a white tank top and black jeans with black boots.
"Troy and I found him, I was gonna see if he'd ride with us," Julius said as the same Asian man from earlier spoke up again.
"Julius, if he wants to run with the Saints he's gotta be canonized," he said as Julius looked about to reject but Troy spoke next.
"He's right, Julius. Everyone had to do it." Troy said as Julius looked slightly conflicted till he saw Diego staring at him with steely eyes and sighed in defeat.
"You ready for this, playa?" Julius asked as Diego nodded just as his instincts went haywire and he moved to the right just as the man behind him tried to punch him in the back of his head and grabbed the extended arm before delivering a sharp knee into the man's ribs and landing a hammer elbow onto the back of his neck, sending him to the ground.
He didn't have any time to rest as he saw about 7 other people begin to surround him. He stood watching them with a calculative eye. He idly noticed a few people, including the Asian man, Julius, and Troy standing off to the side with another black guy wearing his hat to the side.
Diego watched as one of the Saints threw a wide hook that he caught with both hands before punching him in the gut twice and throwing a back kick, hitting the guys trying to sneak up on him before he turned the guy to the side and gave a Spartan kick that launched him backward.
He then turned just as someone had managed to sneak up on him and land a punch that merely turned his head to the side but he then slapped both his hands to the Saint's head and headbutted him before grabbing his shirt and using him to block the Saint that tried to hit him with a bat.
"Ahh!" cried the Saint as he fell to the ground. The man with the bat tried to swing again but Kai kicked the man hard in the kneecap and then grabbed him around the head and slammed two knees into his chest as he struggled to get out of the hold but Diego then spun around and tossed him to the guy he kicked earlier as he tried to get back into the fight. As they collided, Diego gave another Spartan kick that launched them both backwards.
He then noticed the last three Saints had stepped forward together as Diego watched their movements carefully.
As one, the three Saints began attacking Diego at the same time as he either blocked or parried or dodged their attacks, trying to find an opening.
He was finally rewarded for his patience when one of the Saints landed a kick to his ribs but he held the leg as a result as he punched him in the face. He quickly backhanded another Saint as he stumbled back and then released the leg he was holding to kick him in the other kneecap, bringing him down to his knee.
He didn't waste time as he grabbed his head and slammed it onto his rising knee, knocking him out. He then felt himself get picked up and slammed onto the ground as the last Saint landed two punches to his face before Diego caught one of the wild swings and flipped him over and landing a few shots of his own to the body before he felt the man push him off with his feet.
Once he was back up, Diego parried the punch the guy he backhanded earlier before he punched him in the stomach, landed a quick jab and then elbowed him in the side of the head as he crumbled to the ground.
Once he was down, Diego watched the Saint that had landed the most shots on him stand to his feet as they circled one another. Diego decided to be the aggressor as he threw a jab that was blocked and then parried a returned straight punch before countering with a body shot that drew a grunt but Diego didn't stop there as he grabbed the man's head and tried to slam it onto his knee but he blocked it and broke free from hold and headbutted Diego.
Diego stumbled back as he put his hand up to his nose to see a bit of blood which was when he got pissed.
Diego then glared heavily at the smug Saint and then threw another jab that the Saint was about to block but it was a faint as Diego swung and hit him in the gut, drawing a grunt. The Saint tried to return a shot by throwing a hook but Diego ducked and threw another body shot that drew another grunt but he didn't stop there as he just kept landing body shot after body shot after body shot after body, drawing repeated grunts from the Saint before Diego just grabbed his head and drove it into his knee as he went down.
But a sea of red had clouded over Diego's eyes as he didn't stop there, no, he grabbed the Saint's shirt and yanked him into his fist over and over and over and over again. Seemingly not going to stop till he heard a loud shout.
"That's enough!" Julius yelled as Diego seemed to break out his trance as he looked down at the bloodied and beaten mess of a gangmember he'd just brutalized.
Breathing slightly heavy, he turned to look at the four top Saints that hadn't participated in the canonization.
The Asian guy looked impressed. The black guy, while looking wary, did look impressed as well.
It was the last two that were the most difficult to decipher.
Though Troy tried to look impassive, his eyes kind of held a tinge of caution and apprehension in them while Julius' was completely unreadible.
Despite his eyes, Troy walked up to him as he gave him some dap, "You earned your colors today." Troy said tossing him a purple bandana that he caught before he felt the black guy come up from behind him and pat him on the shoulder.
"That's some impressive shit; the only other Saint who kicked ass like that was Johnny." he said motioning to the asian looking guy.
"Shit, took me half the time," he boasted before Julius walked up and gave him a fist bump.
"Welcome to the 3rd Street Saints." he said before standing back as some of the Saints that didn't join helped the ones that did off the ground, though the last Saint that Diego beat needed two people to help him up and stay up.
"Let's get down to business. If we're serious about takin' back the Row, we gotta let those muthafuckas know what time it is. Now you break it down, and it's all about respect. Get enough of it, they're gonna back off, and we're gonna move right on in. We got some friends in town that could use some help. Give 'em a hand. 'Course, you can always drop any muthafucka flyin the wrong flag. So long as word gets out that the Saints is on the Row, I don't give a damn how you do it. You feel me?" he said, getting cheers from everyone as Diego tied the bandana around his head but gave a nod that Julius saw it and gave one back.
Seeing the other Saints leaving, Diego was about to leave as well till he felt a hand on his shoulder. He looked and found Troy standing there.
"Alright man, time for you to buy a piece." Troy said before beginning to walk out of the graveyard with Diego following.
"So, I don't think I ever got your name." Troy said as they walked across the street.
"Diego," he answered back as Troy nodded before stopping Diego from going any further.
"Alright, here it is." he said as they looked at a rundown shop called, Friendly Fire. Troy then pulled a few bills and handed them to Diego, "Here, this should cover it." he said Diego looked down to see 5 20's.
He walked in and was back out in under 10 minutes with a pistol in his hand. A Vice 9 Beretta to be more specific.
Troy noticed that Diego was checking the gun before he pulled out the clip banged it on his gun before putting it back and cocking it.
"So, what's next?" Diego asked Troy as he gestured for him to conceal it, which he did, before they continued down the sidewalk.
"Alright man, whaddya say we take that piece and clean up the Row?" Troy asked as they walked around the corner and spotted a few VK members standing on the corner. Diego gave a smirk before he pulled his gun out, took aim, and...
BANG
BANG
BANG
He took three shots and all of them hit the same man in the chest while the other quickly turned and was about to fire back till they found a bullet lodged into the middle of their head.
That gave all the other VK's heads up as they took up defensive positions out of the way.
"Shit, you don't mess around, do you?" Troy said as he took his gun out as well and fired at the VK members that were firing at them.
Diego didn't respond as he took aim once again and fired, missing by only an inch as the VK member ducked just in time. He didn't stay on him as he fired off two more rounds, managing to hit one of them just as they were about to fire.
"Shit, we can't be too out in this open for this. Cops will be over the place." Troy said before thinking about it, "That or more Vice Kings." he added.
Diego noticed that more and more VK's seemed to gravite toward the area as he and Troy shot more and more down. He heard an engine and looked down the street to see a yellow Compton speeding down the road with VK's in the car.
Focusing his gun, Diego aimed at the driver and shot, he missed his first shot, aimed again and this time only missed by an inch, this time he took a deep breathe as everything seemed to slow down and quite down as he took aim...
BANG
He watched as the driver's head snapped lifelessly as the car spun out of control, hit the curb and ran straight into the VK's that were all over the corner of the sidewalk before it crashed into the building.
"Shit, I think that sent the message, let's get the fuck outta here." Troy said as he began backing away while Diego kept his aimed as he backed away as well.
Once they had gotten a bit of distance away, Troy turned to Diego, "Hey man, now that everything's taken care of can you drop me off at Freckle Bitch's? I'm jonesin' for a fun bag." he asked as Diego looked around.
"How the fuck am I supposed to get you there, carry you on my back?" he asked sarcastically.
"No, I was thinkin' we could take that car for test drive." Troy gestured behind them and Kai saw a man drive up in a black Hammerhead with a white stripe going down the middle. Diego whistled before he gave Troy a smirk.
-o0o-
Later-
"I hope you like your new car. Remember to call Julius." Troy said as he got out of Diego's new car, "And thanks for the ride." Troy said as he walked away.
Deciding to do what Troy had suggested, he pulled out his phone and dialed the number he had been given and once it was picked up, he said, "Julius, Troy and I sent a message to the mouthafuckas around the Row."
"Good work playa...word has gotten out that the Saints ain't bullshittin', now we gotta lock our rep down," was all Julius said before he hung while Diego started his car up and drove off the lot, looking for an Auto-Shop...
His car needed a new paint job.
And that's where I'm cutting it off at. True, it's basically the same place as the first time I posted this, but besides the name switch, there isn't really too much I changed about this. The idea I have going for this will have to be a wait and see type thing.
-Until Next Time-