Sup, still having internet trouble... Sadly, I miss writing. Well, this starts off in Saints Row 2 right after Aisha gets beheaded and ends in the fourth...So enjoy. Johnny/FemBoss - Kenz Hack Goddess
Ps. I haven't played the hospital mission in so long... I remember bits and pieces but most of it is my idea.
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I watched horrified as my best friend was wheeled into the hospital. He was bleeding, badly and breathing heavily. I kept telling he was going to be okay, all he replied with was, "Gotta save Eesh." I felt bad, my best friend lost his to the Ronin... Just like I had lost mine to the Brotherhood.
I waited and waited, I had called Pierce twenty times to check on him. The whining asshole kept complaining how hard it was to find a goddamn asian master in China Town. I ignored his pleas to let Shaundi take this, god knows that that kid couldn't find the bread in a bread isle. I sat there for another two hours, playing angry birds. I was about to shoot my last bird for the last pig when the doctor interrupted me and I missed. I sighed, put the phone back in my pocket of my teal jeans. He told me I could go see him if I liked.
I pushed a couple nurses out of the way before finally making it up to his room. "Johnny." I whispered after I had opened the door, almost knocking over a cabinet. I squeezed through the door and walked to the bandaged up man, asleep on the bed. I looked over his body, counting the old and new scars I could see. I sat on the edge before playing with his spiky shitty hair.
He wasn't wearing his glasses and I looked around for them. Finding them beside a syringe, probably full of whatever knocked his ass out. I put them on him, he smiled in his sleep. I sat in a chair by the bed, and put my feet up. I pulled my phone back out and played Angry Birds again. After beating level 9, 30 minutes later. I looked over my phone and saw him and his cocky smile, sitting up. "Damn birds, huh?" He asked before laying back down. "Yeah..." I was embarrassed that he had heard my gamers rage.
"My stomach hurts..." He said as he ran a hand through his hair, which I had dented from playing with it. "I bet, how... other then that, do you feel."
"She's dead... What do you think? Funeral?" He asked while motioning me to come sit on the side of the bed. "We're waiting for you." I said as I sat next to him. "I'm sorry Gat..." I rubbed the bandages before hearing tires screech outside, then gunshots, then screams. "Time to go?" Gat asked and I nodded in approval. I grabbed the nearest gurney and Gat climbed onto it. I rolled him out of the room, killing two Ronin along the way. We reached another hospital room, "Your aim has approved." I rolled my eyes at his shit-eating grin. I killed more Ronin making my way to the elevator. We got to the first level and I quickly noticed Ronin outside. "There's a helicopter on the roof." He snapped me out of my, 'how to get around them' thoughts. "That works too." We made our way back to the elevator. Shooting along the way, I got to the heli. We started up the helicopter and Gat, sorta co-piloted.
One of the Ronin's had jacked a heli and was following ours. Being in a emergency helicopter, there wasn't any guns in order to shoot it down. So, dodging and hitting a couple of buildings, we made it back to the crib. I offered my bed to Gat, but he kindly refused, by kindly... I mean he told me he wouldn't touch my cum filled bed. I softly punched his good shoulder before making my way to the elevator that led to street level. Gat stopped me and pulled me into a hug. "Sorry... just needed that." He said after he let go. I turned a dark shade of pink when he turned around to grab his shirt from one of the saints. God, what was happening... Do I actually have feelings for my best friend and mentor, Johnny Mutha' Fuckin' Gat?