Normally I'd put an A/N here but I don't know what to say. This is based on the Third Street Saints of Shadow182angel's SR fics. So welcome to my FF about an FF. Takes place after SR:TT but before Forever a Saint.
R.I.P. Exs
Chapter 1: Introducing, The Sinners
Fuckin' Dex!
~2 days later...~
Fuckin' Dex!
~A week later...~
FUCKIN' DEX! I screamed in my head because once again he sent me on a job that I had to admit was out of my league. "Hey, there he is!" An Ultor guard shouted alerting the others. When they began firing their AR-50 XMACs I quickly rolled away from the pillar I was using as cover. "Freeze or we'll shoot!"
"You're already fuckin' shooting!" I yelled tossing my one grenade at them. If it doesn't hit then use it as cover-fire. I advised myself getting into a running position. Unfortunately I never found out whether it hit or not because at the same time a flashbang popped deafening and blinding me. Before I could move I felt an arm over red on black hoodie, after trying to resist I suddenly stop after the sound zones back into my ear.
"Damian come with me, I've got us a better job." Dex said while 'rescuing' me. After shoving me into his new Eiswolf our driver started to accelerate.
"You lost again, how many times have me and the boss had to pick your dumbass up." The ex-brotherhood member said provoking me into an argument.
"Oh that means so much to me coming from Dex's butler." I sarcastically respond. "Connor, you pick up his dry-cleaning and drive for him. That's not very gangsta ya know, I bet you'd even wipe his a-"
"Damian. We have business to discus." Dex said adjusting his earpiece. "This wasn't exactly done the way I would've liked. I could never get over how much he changed since his gang days. After he sold out and became a member of the Ultor corporation he change a lot, or so I've heard. I didn't really know Dex until it became the Saints-Ultor corporation and he quit and hid (taking his money with him) before he got killed.
Worst part is he didn't even tell me all that I had to find out when some guys in purple came after me for being seen with him. Luckily I was still a part of Knightmare back then so they didn't kill me, they would've had to explain to their boss how they started another gang war. But now that I'm a mercenary I don't have that same protection."So D, this job is as easy as they come." Dex began and all I could think was as usual... "All I need you to do is take care of one guy, a planet saints cashier."
"That's it?" I asked skeptically. "...Well it doesn't really matter, I'm done with this Dex."
"Done?" Connor repeated. "You aint done with shit. After your boss dropped you who the fuck's been takin' care of you?"
"Me! Dex, man I appreciate you givin' me a chance but you send me on all these suicide runs." I stated it my defense. "Just now you sent me to take out a 'few' masako that were lookin' for you, there were tons of them and all I had was one TEK Z-10." I said emphasizing by holding up one finger.
"What happened to the Vice-9 Aoi gave you. Or is the Ronin queen not feelin' you anymore?"
"Connor." Dex interrupted before he could push me any further.
"Sorry Boss."
"Damian, I'm talkin' over a hundred grand." I almost sprayed my drink from my mouth but caught myself trying to look professional. "I thought so. Connor stop in Ashwood, Steelport.
~3 hours later~
'Welcome to the City of Steelport.' The city where good people come to be bad and bad people come to get worse.
After about an hour of driving we finally made it to the black market Capitol, it wasn't even midnight and there are more hos than I could count. This place was a legend to me, the gangs were so awesomely out of control that they sent in an army tougher than the Masako. It's not like its much worse than my town, or even Stillwater. I thought looking towards the Magarac island. They whooped Conner and Aoi's gangs. Then they made STAG look like just a bunch of armed war fanatics. Makes me wonder why Dex would drop his fl- "Hold up, we're pickin' up a friend first." Dex stated then seeing the confused look on my face he passed me a black business card with blue ink and a matching skull on the back. Taking the card it read: 'G4ng 34t3r- Discrete Hacking, for a Price.' "This is his house." As Dex opened his door a person wearing blue and black clothing quickly ran forward and stopped it from opening completely. Due to trained reflexes Connor and I both draw guns and focus aim to the window.
"Oi, hold on. The Los Jackson I take it?" The mysterious person asked. The voice seems younger than me (and I'm only twenty-two) with a british accent.
"Yeah, get in." Dex ordered The Los Jackson? Worse alias I've ever heard. Following Dex's orders he walked around the car to the back seat opening the door he took his seat near me allowing me to examine his odd clothes. As Connor started to drive I noticed every flashy aspect of the suit. A black zip up hood with a blue trim that was literally glowing, with a cartoonish skull that matched the card wired in, and matching pants. If that wasn't bad enough, he had on more makeup than a teenage girl. I chuckled a bit though it was unintentional, but the outfit was too strange.
"Problem mate?" He questioned in response to my laugh.
"Nah." I was just wondering if you bought that a Nobody Loves Me or an Apple store.
"Connor, Damian this is our new friend G4ng 34ter (gang eater). He's an ex-Decker and he'll be assisting us with our next project."
"So Dex, you do know 'The' and 'Los'-"
"Mean the same thing?" Dex said completing the sentence. "Yeah, it's a long story."
"Right..." G.E. dismissively sighed. "So we're all Exs, right. Ex-Knight, Ex-Brotherhood and Ex-Saint." He said looking at Dex for confirmation. "I did some research. One of Julius' lieutenants right?"
"Correct, but you're forgetting our girl Aoi, Ex-Ronin." Dex informed although I'd prefer we had some secretes left. "She'll be up here in a few days."
"A few days?" I thought it was just a cashier."
"Relax D, this ones going to different, smooth." He explained. "I'm just setting up a new operation, for after we're done."
"Whatever man, I don't want any part of it." I whispered before drifting into sleep.
By the time I woke up we were at a hotel near some nuclear reactor, which when half asleep seemed pretty disturbing. It lit the starless sky in purple marking even the air above as Third Street Saints turf. "Welcome to Burns Hill, Decker territory." G.E. said while the four of us walked into the hotel.
"Don't you mean Saint's." Connor joked even though the same thing happened to him.
"No." he bluntly said sliding the business card across the check in desk. "404 Domain." he whispered to the woman behind the counter.
"Right this way Mr. 34ter." The woman said stepping out from behind the counter. As she led us down the hall I examined the other guest, a few green clad body builders and some a group of girls in red who were either a matching strippers or matching hos. The further we got from the lobby the less people I saw until we got to a dead-end with a population of just us.
"What is this, some kinda a set up?" Connor said stretching his tattooed arm out and grabbing G4ng 34er's collar.
"Christ! Chill out mate! Trust us." He begged waving his hands in surrender before nodding to the woman. Receiving his signal she took a couple of weirdly rhythmed steps and I heard a click.
"Hold on." She warned grinning sadistically.
"What the- OH SHIT!" Dex, Connor and I screamed falling through the floor. The instant the tile floor opened up a burst of dubstep shot into my ear getting louder as we fell. Helynet's Lessons the one dubstep style song I knew. How high up were we? I asked myself feeling that we've been falling for a while. But the instant after the thought passed the floor came into sight with teens in clad in blue partying below.
A light blue strobe light hit what I had thought to be the floor a revealed it to be a giant speaker. "A fuckin' speaker?"
"Don't be a moron, it's a Decker brand speaker." G.E. corrected diving towards it along with the woman. Fuck it. Joining them I dived also followed by Dex and Connor. A bass filled vibration waved through my body and caused a slightly nauseous feeling. The wave flipped us changing our heads first trajectory to feet first. I landed on my feet (sort of) but unable to stick the landing I rolled into the nightclub/arcade themed setting.
"What are the Deckers even about?" Connor asked trying to hide how impressed he was.
"We were about the Syndicate but the Saints took that away. Now we Exs party and take hacking jobs for cash."
"What happened to Mr. Miller." Dex asked even already knowing the score
"...The Cyber God is finished. These are the only Exs with any pride left." I was wondering why this place was so big with only about twenty-five people. It's probably bigger than the actual hotel. "And I'm their leader." G.E. pridefully stated.
"Too bad I wanted to set up a business with him. What about you?" Dex asked taking a familiar tone. "Are going let these people down like Matt or would you like to become a champion." Unfortunately I didn't notice until I already joined up but that was the tone he always took to bend people to his will. After being dropped from my gang I had almost nothing but my custom Tetsuo, that's when Dex and Connor picked me up. His tone and promise of fortune, I thought Dexter Jackson was a god, he even introduced me to Aoi. But then I did a 'delivery' for him and lost (as in it blew up) my black and red Tetsuo.
"Trust me mate, Miller hasn't let us down yet." G.E. elusively said. "But consider us allies." Placing his hand out Dex hesitantly took it, shaking like business men instead of bangers.
"Whatever, are we going to Planet Saints now? I've gotta buy, well, get a Aoi an apology present."
"We just made a new friend, celebrate," Connor said putting his hand over my dreads. "son."
"Fuck you." I said pushing his hand away. "I just wanna get this over with."
"Settle down, just follow me to your rooms." the woman said leading me through a crowd of gaming Goths.
"And D, we're meeting up at Parkview Flats at four o'clock, don't bring too much attention to yourself." Dex warned before looking at Connor who had just picked up some kind of metal hammer/scythe. "Connor, you either." he added shaking his head.
A review (love or hate) would be much appericiated although that was just a prelude. First (real) chapter will be up tommarow