Hello there - and welcome to DoubleH19, HeartwritingM and Shadow182Angel's first collaborated fic! Shadow here, adding a quick AN. This was inspired by a scene in Saints Row: Devastation where Kinzie discovers alternate universes and wonders if maybe they could travel between them...
Anyway, it involves scenes written by all of us and features the return of some missed Saints, Johnny, Lin and Carlos.
Kinzie's Log - Startdate 23.9 rounded off to the nearest decimal point. The Boss told me not to bring any other Bosses through to this dimension, but she never said I anything about myself…
Kinzie tapped away at the keys, grinning. She was going to have some fun tonight...
In another space, another Kinzie was passed out in front of her computer, a pair of headphones on her head. The cursor on her screen blinked on a black background, but then letters began appearing, causing a soft beeping to trill through the petite redhead's headphones.
'Wake up, Kinzie.'
Kinzie sat up, groggy. "What?"
'The Matrix has you…'
Kinzie looked around. "What the hell?"
'Follow the white rabbit…'
Kinzie frowned. "Who the hell managed to get past my firewalls?"
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Kinzie laughed, grinning and fingers racing over the keyboard. "This is too much fun. Who else do you think is getting past your firewalls? I designed them!"
Text started appearing on her laptop's display. 'Who the hell is this!? Miller?'
Kinzie considered drawing it out, but decided against it. 'I'm Kinzie Kensington,' she typed back.
'I'm Kinzie Kensington,' came the quick reply, 'When I find you Matt I'm going to ruin your life and make you wish you were never born! I'll sell your home on eBay! Twice! I'll send the feds looking for cp on your computer!'
Kinzie chuckled. It was her all right. She started tapping away at the keys. 'Run a network trace.'
There was a pause of nearly a minute. Kinzie waited patiently. Text finally appeared.
'I'm listening.'
'Good,' Kinzie typed back. 'Now, I need your help, and I need you to keep this a secret, got it? Two Kinzies are better than one.'
'You're way ahead of the government on this.'
'I know,' Ljubica's Kinzie replied. 'And seriously, DO NOT TELL YOUR BOSS. Mine already told me to stop playing, pretty sure yours will do the same thing.'
'Got it,' the other Kinzie typed back.
'Well, actually she said don't transport any Bosses,' Kinzie amended. 'She never said anything about another Kinzie.'
Kinzie tapped away at her laptop. Today was the day. Today was the day she and Kinzie were going to make history!
'I'm ready when you are,' Kinzie told her through the webcam connection as she stood nervously on a small glowing plinth under an archway that was a mess of cables and sensors.
'Initiating start up sequence,' Kinzie replied, typing commands into her terminal.
Kinzie's gate starting fluctuating from white to purple, slowly at first but with gathering speed. The lights in the room dimmed, and Kinzie briefly wondered if she'd underestimated the power calculations.
Unfortunately for the woman materializing in the portal's doorway, it was too late for that. Kinzie made some changes to the algorithms on the fly, and the form took more shape, becoming more solid. There was a burst of blinding violet light and acrid black smoke.
As the smoke cleared, Kinzie Kensington stared at herself. It was both unnerving, and liberating. She'd done the impossible!
"Hi," Kinzie said carefully, noting the lack of clothes.
Kinzie breathed a sigh of relief, "I made it. I'm not a pile of goo for some fanboy to lubricate his wanker with."
"We did it!" Kinzie gushed, excited. "It's possible to travel between dimensions! Though I almost lost you…"
"You what!?" Kinzie asked heatedly, then realized she was completely nude, and flushed, pressing her knees together and wrapping her arms over her chest. "Where the hell are my clothes!?"
"Nothing," Kinzie replied hastily. "You're here, that's what matters. We should contact another Kin-"
The door to Kinzie's Inner Sanctum opened, and The Boss walked in, interrupting her. "Kinz, I-…"
Her voice trailed off, violet eyes looking between the clothed Kinzie, and the naked one.
"What the fuck is that!?" Ljubica snapped, drawling "Holy Jesus…" as it all became clear to her, anger rising.
Her Kinzie had brought another Kinzie to her home. Naked.
"Kinzie!" Ljubica shouted, drawing the name out, anger boiling over almost immediately. "What have you been doing!?"
"Er, hi Boss," Kinzie replied nervously, casting a glance at her nude twin. "It's not what it looks like…"
"You are sending her back right fucking now," Ljubica growled, and the Kinzies quickly looked to one another, expressions identical.
"Just do it," the naked Kinzie squeaked and her twin nodded and began quickly typing at her console…
Kinzie cringed and shivered as she began to materialize, crushing her eyes shut at the bright light before she finally felt her own weight on her feet. She blinked her eyes open, finding herself back in her Steelport haven and standing on top of a pile of clothes. The journey back hadn't been as pleasant and she cringed, stumbling forward and feeling dry bile racing up her throat.
"Urgh," she groaned, swallowing it back. Interesting side effect, she thought, I'll have to document it…
Kinzie glanced over at the screen which was now blank, a slight worried frown when she considered what kind of hell her other-self was enduring from the Russian woman. She sniffed; there was a thick acrid scent in the air, and when she glanced to her portal she cringed when she saw some of the wires smoking. That can't be good…
A familiar trill caught her attention and she glanced down at the clothes, crouching down to hunt through the pockets of her jeans for her phone. She checked the caller ID.
Boss.
"Yes?" she answered quickly, trying to keep the nausea out of her tone.
"Kinz, I need you to do a quick trace for me. Juan Espinosa, he should be hanging around the docks by Three Count but I need a pinpoint on him."
Kinzie couldn't help but feel deflated. She'd just achieved inter-dimensional transportation, and her Boss wanted her doing a cell trace?
"I'm on it," she said flatly, the Boss' only response being the dial tone when she hung up. Kinzie sat down on her clothes, roughly pulling her heavy FBI jacket over her naked chest.
Phone traces, pfft. Scary Russian woman or no, she wasn't about to let this project slide.
