This is my foray into the Saints Row Fandom. I hope you all enjoy!

This story starts off during Saints Row 3.

Disclaimer: I do not own Saints Row.

Lucinda Wallace was pissed. Not as pissed as she was after getting blown up on that boat, but still. She had lost the brother of her soul, the only one who knew her real age and had been with her since she first joined the saints as a terrified fourteen and a half year old runaway disguised as an eighteen year old dude. She had even had a fake ID and everything! She still had a fake ID, but it was leaps and bounds better now.

Loren was going to die. By her hands. She knew Shaundi wanted to be the one to kill him, but Lucy had never been the type to let revenge slip through her fingers if she could help it.

Speaking of Shaundi, Lucinda was proud of her. The party girl she used to be had grown up and sobered up. She was also now more ready to take on the world and kick its ass.

Hell, Lucinda herself had come a long way from when she had run away from home. Away from her emotionally abusive mother and workaholic father.

Lucinda had been born to British nobility. Her father was a duke and her mother had been married to him to help raise her family's status from some minor nobility. Her Father had moved them to the US so he could run his own multi billion dollar multi-national business.

She had grown up an extension of her parents. She had never been allowed t do her own thing until she had run away when she was twelve with the help of one of the maids that had pretty much raised her when her mother had grown bored of her. Shelly, the maid, had taught Lucinda how to dress and act like a teenaged boy, gave her all the money she had saved up and a fake ID and Sent the pre teen out into the wide world. A year and two months after that and Lucinda was struggling to survive. Sure, she had become an amazing pickpocket, but people only carried so much on them and she did not want to start using stolen credit cards. She refused to give up her freedom.

It was only a week since she arrived in Stilwater and rented the cheapest apartment to settle down in temporarily When she had run into the Saints for the first time. Things moved quickly for her after that and she had risen to leader of the saints at age 16, everyone thinking that she was 20 instead. After the boat incident and her time in prison, she shed the male disguise and shocked everyone that had known her. Johnny, Dex, and Troy. Johnny had quickly taken over the role of brother for her after that. Some part of him must have realized that she was younger than she said.

After Aisha was murdered, Lucinda and Johnny grew even closer. He was shocked and appalled when Lucinda had revealed her real age. He grew protective of her.

And now he was gone and She had no idea how to really cope with that.

She sighed and snuggled into her heavy cashmere sweater, four sizes too big for the now 22 year old woman.

She missed Johnny.

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