Since waking up from that coma, I felt back in business. I broke out of Jail with this kid named Carlos. He seemed nice so I figured he would be interested in becoming a saint since his brother was one. He wasn't going to be enough though. He told me that either all of the saints dropped their flags or was put in jail which was fucking perfect. He was talking about how some other gangs began to come and take over Stillwater such as The Brotherhood, Ronin, and Samedi. Well, I know what the gangs are in Stillwater and not figure out later on. But, like I said before he seemed like a nice kid. Maybe in his early 20's. I don't know but, now isn't the time to guess peoples age. I need to relax. Wrap my head around things.
I went to go buy some clothes at Sloppy Seconds and let me tell you, those clothes are fucking disgusting. Ripped jeans, tight shirts. Not my style but niether was a orange jumpsuit from Jail either. I guess these will have to do. I ended up buying a pair of black ripped jeans with a purple and black Jersey. I never thought I would be at this kind of store considering my past having a wealthy family and all. There was a TV near the door talking about some "Trail of Century" shit. I wasn't interested in court shit unless I was on the TV. Every other trail was irrelevant to me. Then I heard the name. Johnny Gat. As soon as I heard his name, I was excited. At least he didn't drop his flag. But, he did get arrested for trying to kill Troy. Let me tell you, Troy looked like shit not saying he never did look fine. I stared at the TV for what could have been about 4 minutes listening and listening. The Death Penalty?! I wasn't going to let him fry.
Something in my mind kept saying ''She's alright...she's alright." I couldn't be sure. I mean I was on Death Row instead of with her on the Saints Row. She was laid out in a coma and I was beeing convicted of over 300 murders. Whadda 'bout Eesh. Is she okay? So many questions that need to be answered in a little amount of time. I was dealing with this judge. She was sassy old hag. She was strict. Probably needed to get laid...Desperatly. I've seen her before so today was my sentencing day. The day i'd be exucted so I figure I'd leave this world with a bang.
Walking down the hall towards the courtroom, I see all these cops just staring at me..smiling. Happy that I was getting the chair. Whatever. What they didn't know was that I faced death in the face so many times. More times than they fucked a woman. I had to smirk at my thoughts. The cops opened the door to the courtroom. The old hag was sitting in the front and a whole bunch of eye balls were on me. I heard one lady that mumbled something. "It's really him." I felt like a big shot. I approached my desk where Legal Lee was and stood there. Waiting for her to sentence me to the chair.
I didn't care who I ran over. I drove on sidewalks and oncoming lanes. I didn't give a fuck. I needed to save Johnny. Without him, the Saints will really be rock bottom. There will be no helping us. Well me and Carlos. I was going way past the speed limit, not that I cared or anything. Eventually the police sped up towards me. "Fucking pricks." I took out my gun that I had from the jail escape and began firing at the cops behind me. The started swerving out of the way, on to the sidewalk and hit this old woman. Oh well, to bad for her.
I finally reached the court house. These reporters were outside the door, just blocking the way. I took my gun and shot the camera man's camera. "Shows over!" I yelled and smiled while tilting me head. They all scrambled. Some running to my right, some to the left. I walked into the courthouse and police were already there with guns pointing at me.
"Drop the weapon ma'am and put your hands behind your head! Now!" Aha, fuck no. I began shooting all the cops that were in my way. I actually shot one in the face. Hmm, I got better aim then I did before. I marched up the stairs towards the courtroom and there was this cop that was blocking the door. He charged towards me and began wrestling me for the gun. I shot off a round until he let go trying to get his own gun. Then I shot him in his chest. He looked gross dying to be honest. I never really liked the look that people gave.
"Am I'm wondering if you can keep acting like a douchebag when I shove that gavel up your ass"
"My client would like that stricken from the record" Lee said. No, no I didn't. I wanted that bitch to take offence to that. She gave me this dangerous look. Well, not dangerous but one of those looks when she's like "You're really getting the chair now" type of looks. Then I heard two gun shots.
"What's that?" the Judge said. "A perfect fucking distraction" I murmured.
I kicked door open, unaware of the fact that there was a police officer underneath the door. I walked around it and I heard this little clinking sound of keys coming from around the corner. I swung my arm around the desk, gun in hand. "Drop it." I said with a little attitude. He dropped it and the gun went off. The bullet when all over that courtroom. Even broke some kind of glass. Legal Lee was under the desk and popped up when the bullet stopped damaging the courtroom. "Anyone hit needa' lawyer?" He soon dropped back under the desk he was at next to Gat. I grabbed the keys from the officer that was under the door and stopped to look a Gat and gave him a smile.
"Bout time your burned ass woke up." he said. He sounded like he wanted to laugh.
"You alright Johnny?" Throwing the keys to him so he could give those handcuffs off of him. "Noting being sent to the fucking chair, I'm great." He paused to look at me. Did I look gross because of the explosion? "Hey you look different." He began. "You do something to your hair?" he finished. Okay so I must look the same as before. Just my hair dye wore off from when it was black to a light brown now.
"You ready to get outta here?"
"Fuck yeah."
Time to began the next chapter of my life. The start will be at a courtroom, shooting cops and escaping with Gat. It's great to be back in business.
