this is a kinda updated version of the first chapter... it had a few errors in it, (i had to rush to get it typed) but i hope you like the new and improved version! :D
The summer of 2012 was definitely a summer to remember in Stillwater. The streets were roaring with fans, mothers tucked their children into their homes, and police were more vigilant than ever. This could have only meant one thing—the saints were returning to Stillwater. All had been anticipating their arrival; both with open arms, and loaded guns. Upon their arrival at the airport, the saints were greeted with a heroes' welcome. They had just taken out three more gangs, protected most treasured city monument, and even produced their own movie, "Gangstas in space." The gang members smiled at the comments from the crowd.
"Hey, it's the guy from the saints flow commercial!" one man shouted from behind.
"Wow shaundi really is sexier in person," a teenager said.
"I got my eye on you, knight!" an officer barked, referring to the saints' notorious leader, Marcus Knight. He stood about six feet, with aqua blue eyes, a Hollywood ready haircut, and a scar over his right eye. He was the most feared man in Stillwater, and now Steelport, too.
Outside of the airport, there were three cars: A torch, a bulldog, and a criminal—all in purple for the saints, seeing as how they all wouldn't fit into one car. This is because the three lead saints did not come alone. They brought along Kinzie, Oleg, viola, zimos, and Angel. While the famed purple cars strutted down the red lights district, they were hailed by boos and hisses. "What the hell is up with them?" the boss asked curiously.
"Beats me?" pierce said shrugging his shoulders.
The gang finally reached their destination, their hangout, purgatory. While walking in, the saints were welcomed with a surprise. "Marcus!" a girl shouted as she hugged him. She was in her early twenties. She also had blue eyes like Marcus' and long dark hair that she wore in a tight ponytail, with her bangs draped over one eye. The girl wore a fitted, light pink t-shirt and some sky blue skinny jeans with rips on the knees and matching hi-top sneakers. "Talia?" Marcus asked in disbelief.
"Yeah, surprised to see me?" she asked, smiling.
"Hell yeah, you can't be here, it's too dangerous." He said.
Talia looked at him with an annoyed face as she walked back into the club. "Why did you come?" he asked sternly.
"Marcus calm down. You're my brother, not my mom." Talia said, throwing herself onto the nearest sofa, "I haven't seen you in almost a year, don't you know how to say hi? Plus, I heard about Johnny…"
Marcus looked down; he was still grieving over the loss of one of his best friends. He knew that maniac for almost eight years, and then in an instant he was gone. "Besides, I wanted to get a front-row seat when you tore the leader of the t-wolves a new one."
She said, kicking her feet up onto the stripper platform.
Marcus was confused by Talia's comment. "t-wolves?" he asked.
"Yeah, they're the new gang that stepped in when you left," Talia said, "they tried a couple of times to take this place while you were gone, but me and some wannabes sent those bitches packin'" Talia said, throwing a badge toward her brother.
The badge had ripped fabric around it, as if it had been ripped from something. The logo on the badge was a wolf in black titanium surrounded by fire. "I have heard of this gang…" Oleg said.
"Who are they?" Marcus asked, still studying the badge.
"They call themselves the titanium wolves, or t-wolves, for short." Oleg answered, "They supposedly share a particular hatred toward the saints."
"You know who's runnin' this gang?" Marcus questioned.
"That I do not know…" he said, "but he is said to be crafty in more ways than one."
"Nobody does," Talia said, "nobody's ever seen him in person, but his lackeys are everywhere."
Marcus said nothing. He put the badge in his pocket and smiled. "What're you thinking, boss?" pierce asked, afraid of what the answer might be.
"Looks like we're going on a little field trip…" he said, now grinning ear to ear.
He began barking orders. "Pierce, Talia, you two are coming with me. The rest of you, try and dig up any information you can on these guys." He said, heading toward the exit.
"Why do I have to come?" Talia asked rebelliously.
"Do you know where this guy's hiding?" Marcus asked.
"Yeah, this huge building in Chinatown…" she replied.
"Then get into the car." He ordered.
"Ugh, fine…" she obeyed, getting into Marcus' bulldog.
They drove around Chinatown looking for the eminent building, to find a huge structure painted navy blue, with black tinted windows on each floor. "That's the place," Talia said, pointing at the morose building.
"Man, is this guy paranoid or what?" pierce asked.
Walking in, the building looked like any ordinary office-building. The three were acknowledged by a rather brawny man. He stood about six foot five, with dark eyes. He wore a black t-shirt with the t-wolf logo on it, and some navy jeans. "The boss has been waiting for you," he said with a deep, scratchy voice.
As pierce and Marcus walked into an elevator with the intimidating man, Talia followed. "Stay here," he said.
Talia obeyed once more. She knew if anything happened, he didn't want anything to happen to his sister. She respected him for that. While in the elevator, pierce could hold his inquisitiveness no longer. "Who's your boss?" he asked, breaking the silence in the elevator.
"You'll find out soon enough," the threatening man said, grinning widely.
As the elevator opened, the hallway led to a huge office. All the furniture was black; all that wasn't was a deep navy blue. "I've been expecting you…" a voice said from a dark corner, obscuring features.
"Who the fuck are you?" Marcus asked.
"Aw come on, you don't remember me?" the voice asked. "I'm the asshole that you pushed around for years."
Marcus had a puzzled look on his face.
"Maybe these will rejog your memory a little." The mysterious voice said, throwing newspaper clipping onto his desk.
Marcus walked up to the desk, grabbed the clippings and read each one. The clippings read:
"Local mechanic assaulted in garage"
"Entire gang wiped out by saints, only one survivor"
"Saints sabotage brotherhood with help from local mechanic"
Marcus couldn't believe it. "Wait, Donnie, is that you?" he asked in revelation.
"…and I was beginning to think you wouldn't remember." Donnie said, finally stepping away from the shadow.
He had matured greatly since the last time Marcus saw him. He was taller, had a deeper voice, he dyed his bangs blue-it's original color, and he no longer wore a jumpsuit. Now, he wore a black racing jacket and some dark jeans with some black utility boots.
"For someone who's working in the biggest corporate building in Stillwater, you sure don't look like it," Marcus joked.
"Shut the hell up!" he hissed, making pierce jump, "all I ever did was fix cars, and you made my life a living hell! I just wanted to tell you that now it's my turn to return the favor…"
"You better watch it, or I'll-" Marcus began.
"What are you gonna do, kill my girl? Sorry, someone already beat you to it." He began, growing angrier with each word. "What, are you gonna kill my best friend? You already did that…no, don't tell me, are you gonna kill everybody I ever cared about, then wait five years -and do it again? You already did that, too!" he yelled, this time banging his fist into his desk.
"I think it's time that you start thinking up a new game plan…" Donnie said, regaining his composure.
"My thoughts exactly…" Marcus said, aiming his cobra pistol at Donnie.
"You might not want to do that," Donnie replied nonchalantly.
Just then, a swarm of men in suits with navy blue undershirts swarmed around the two saints.
"I think it's time you two leave," he said, hate in his voice.
The reinforcements led the saints into the elevator. "Oh, and Marcus," Donnie called.
"What do you want?" Marcus asked gruffly.
"I heard about Johnny…"
he said with a smile.
"What about it?" he snarled.
"I just wanted to say, it should have been you," he said smugly as the elevator doors closed.
Leaving the elevator, Marcus stormed out, forgetting to pick up his sister. She stayed there almost an hour before deciding angrily to leave. Just before she could leave, she bumped into Donnie. "Watch where you're going!" she shouted, pushing him aside and angrily traipsing out of the building.
Donnie couldn't reply. He hadn't seen a woman that beautiful, that strong-willed, or that tough since Lin… he watched as Talia walked away, stunned by her movements. Her hips were a force to be reckoned with as they swayed left to right, impairing Donnie's' train of thought. "How could something so insignificant be so breathtaking?" he thought, referring to her bounding locks.
Donnie's mind was cluttered with daunting thoughts.
"Are you crazy? You can't fall for her!"
"Don't get too close, the saints will just kill her off…"
"Don't let your guard down; you'll just get hurt again…"
He shook his head free of the discouraging thoughts, and continued on his way to his real office.
Meanwhile, back at the saints' hideout…
"Where the hell were you?" Talia shouted as she walked into the hideout.
Nobody answered, shaundi, zimos and viola were still out, Oleg and pierce were playing chess, Kinzie was attached to her computer, and Marcus was looking over some blueprints.
Talia once again threw herself into the nearest sofa and fell into it face-first. "I had to walk all the way over here," she whined.
"Talia I really wish you didn't do that," he nagged, "we all put our asses there, you know."
"Where did you go?" Talia asked sitting upright.
"Oh, I guess I sort of forgot…" Marcus said with a chuckle, scratching the back of his neck.
"Forgot?" Talia shouted, only to be interrupted by Kinzie.
"Boss, you're not gonna believe this…" she said.
"What?" Marcus asked curiously.
"Here, take a look," she said.
The laptop's monitor showed a love struck Donnie watching as Talia pushed him aside and stormed away. "Un fucking believable…" Marcus said.
"Looks like Donnie's got a thing for your sister!" pierce said laughing.
Usually, Marcus would've responded to pierce's comment, but he didn't. He just grinned at the computer screen. "What's up, boss?" pierce asked.
"I think I know how we're gonna take out Donnie's little gang…" he said fiendishly.
so, tell me what you guys think! please R&R and thanks for readin this!