Yes, Its KayCay again. I stated in Electric Fires that I'll post this in April but I was too excited. I rushed this to get to the point (If there is a point) and I hope you guys enjoy it. To have a better visual, the Boss has Oiled Caucasian 3, Hard Rock, The 5 o'clock and Voice 1. Hopefully that did help you out. Chapter Five has been delayed due to someone (guessing my little sis) deleting my type-up. I'm sorry guys, but I've made it up to you. Right?
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Saints row except my OCs.
Guns & Roses
Chapter 1: Ambush'd
They've done it, wiped the city clean of the Syndicate; the Morningstar, the Deckers and the Luchadores. STAG vanished after the Saints took the key to the city. They've marked their word about taking over Steelport. And it looks like 3rd Street can keep a promise. The Boss smiled to himself in his remade Saints HQ and his phone started ringing in his pocket. Without looking at the caller, he searched for his phone and answered it. "What's up?" he said in his usual voice.
"Boss, you're not gonna like this." It was Kinzie and her voice seemed to be shaking. "What's wrong Kinz?" He stood up and looked through the windows. "I'm seeing multiple black and red cars heading to the HQ. I'll tell the others."
"Thanks girl." He hung up, got his 45 Shepherd out from his pocket and ran to the helipad. Minutes later everyone arrived; Shaundi, Pierce, Oleg, Viola, Josh and Zimos. Angel hasn't been seen ever since he let Killbane get away, but it really didn't bother the Boss. He cares more about his friends than his enemies.
"Okay guys," he started, "Kinzie has told us that a bunch of red and black cars are heading our way. We don't know who they are but it's a sign of an ambush. Oleg and Shaundi, you're coming with me. Zimos and Viola, you're on snipers. And Pierce and Josh, you're staying in the penthouse, just in case they come up here." He left the helipad with Oleg and Shaundi and the rest went to do their designated order.
0o0o0
"You ready, Amber?"
Amber-Leigh reloaded her KA-1 Kobras in quick timing, and held the guns in her grasp. "Ready?" She nearly laughed, "I was born to do this."
"Right you are. Kieran you there?"
"Right behind you, Anton," Kieran said, flying low in a customised black and red Tornado. "Okay," Anton said, reloading his TEK Z-10. "We know what we came here for. If there's too much heat, fall back got it?"
"Yes, Boss," came a bunch of replies from the following cars.
"One." The cars huddled around the HQ. "Two." Anton and Amber got out, weapons in hand, as well as his crew members from the other cars. They saw the Boss of the Saints, as well as his lieutenants', walk out and aim. "Three!" They started firing and Oleg launched himself at the crew, tossing cars and flinging them like rag dolls. Amber ducked out and spotted more Saints rush out. "There's more," she called out, before firing at them.
She heard a sniper being shot, as one of hers dropped on the floor, bullet lodged in his head. "There are snipers," she stated again, and slid on the hood of a car, and threw a grenade at the purple group. The Boss and Shaundi dived for it, and the grenade exploded, blasting back four Saints. They took cover behind a red and black car and the Boss said "Who are they?"
"I don't know, Boss. But they need to get the fuck out of Steelport." Shaundi put in another magazine in her K-8 Krukov and pushed it in place. "You read my mind, Shaundi," she heard him say, before leaping out of cover. She followed him, dropping enemies one by one.
"Keep firing on them," Anton said, shooting the Saint's backup that arrived. "Kieran, get ready to fire on these assholes!"
"Aiming, tell me when."
Anton gave out a slight grunt as a bullet pierced through his arm. "Now!" Almost instantly, he heard an RPG heading to the penthouse, narrowly missing Zimos and Viola, and exploding when it touched the statue. Josh and Pierce were pushed back and the statue shattered to pieces. "Damn," Pierce said as he stood up, dusting his clothes off. "He's gonna be pissed."
Josh got up and said "This is not cool, man. I can't do this—" They heard the elevator chime once and both aimed at the door. "Okay, maybe I can do this." Upon opening, they fired as the red and black clad of people came rushing out, three already dead.
Amber wasn't running out of ammo anytime soon, and she was smiling like the psycho she is. "Should I get the Boss?" she whispered to the tiny earpiece. "It's all yours," Anton replied, and a burst of gunfire was heard. She reloaded again and slowly crept to the Boss. In a blink, she leapt up to him and pushed him on the floor, with her clambered on top. "Well, aren't you a fine man," she said, aiming a gun at his head. "The Saints will fall and we will rise in its place. Time to say your prayers bitch!"
Just before she pulled the trigger, he smacked his gun on her head, and she rolled off him. He got up, pulled her on her feet, and punched her. She clenched her jaw at the pain, and felt a gun on her head. "Time to say your prayers bitch," he repeated but before he fired, he saw something sparkle in her eyes. Then the world stopped moving. And in that pause, he lowered his gun and they both gazed at each other.
She wore a red bikini with a black leather jacket, black jeggings and red hi-tops with # on the side. She had dark, long hair and it was up in a high ponytail. Her facial features matched her heart-shaped face perfectly. Her lips, detailed in a delicate shape, her eyes grey and bright like pure silver, and her brows shaped flawlessly. Her nose, cute and small like a button nose on teddy bears and her nails were manicured amazingly.
He wore a purple hoodie with a black shirt underneath, baggy jeans and purple and white Ultras. On his fingers, he wore white wraps and on his neck wore the Saints Fleurs chain. She realised he had purple eyes and she fell in love with them instantly. His face was perfect for a leader, as of his muscular build. His cheekbones were strong and his jawline was defining and Amber could see that he took killing people a pleasure in his life. His smile was beautiful, and his lips looked soft.
Reality played again and they were just locked into each other's eyes. "Hi," she said. "Hi," he said, looking at his guns then back at her. "You're the leader of the Saints right?"
He nodded in approval. She smiled in excitement and mumbled "And a fine one too."
"Huh?" the Boss said, knowing what she said, but wanted her to repeat it again. "Nothing."
"What gang is this?"
"What, the gang I'm in? We're called SWAG. They're after you for taking down the Syndicate." She gasped loudly, putting her hand over her mouth, and the Boss smiled at her. "Shit, I can't keep my fucking mouth closed. Promise me, you won't tell anybody."
"Promise. Oh, your leader's getting mad at you." She looked back at Anton, who looked visibly pissed; he was gesturing his hands at her, telling her to kill him. "Who, my brother? I can handle his tantrums any day." The Boss widened his eyes. Brother? "Hold on, you two are related?"
"Three," she corrected, "The one flying the chopper's my brother too. I'm the youngest of the DeFizz siblings."
"You're they youngest? You're really—" Out of nowhere a bullet zoomed to his chest and he cried out, making everyone turn heads. Amber looked around and saw Anton on a sniper, turned to the injured leader and whispered in his ear "Any last words?"
Blood dribbled from the deep wound and he winced. "Yeah, didn't think so." She raised a hand and another round was fired. The Boss almost instantly dropped on the floor and Anton brushed past her shoulder. "You took too long." The Boss looked sightlessly at the sky and she put on a sinister smile, even though her stomach churned. "Time to take over the city?" she asked her brother, who also seemed to be smiling. "We have all the time in the world. For now, we can lean back and watch the Saints crumble; just like the Syndicate did. Come on, let's have a celebration drink."
The remaining red and black headed to their cars as Shaundi rushed over to the Boss. Every single Saint was still, even Josh and Pierce who came down after clearing the penthouse. He laid there, blood still gushing out and nobody said anything. Until Pierce opened his big ass mouth.
"Is he dead? I can see him breathing." The Boss opened his eyes slowly and moaned. "Talk about a nap. What, you guys thought I could... Go that quickly?" Everyone's faces turned into glad smiles and Oleg helped him up. "Did he really shoot you?" Pierce stupidly asked, not noticing blood all over his hoodie. "No Pierce, they got a fake gun and put stage blood all over my clothes. Looks realistic don't it?"
He saw Pierce frown and said "Man, that's cold." The Boss smiled and his phone rang again. "Yeah?" He grunted, feeling the bullet holes heat up. "You're not gonna like what they did to the statue." He widened his eyes and sprinted to the elevator.
When he reached the penthouse he got mad. "They have the fucking right to destroy what's ours? This isn't going down without a fight. Thanks, Kinz."
"No problem." She hung up and he put his phone in his pocket. Thinking of what to say now, he ran up the stairs. "Hey Saints, listen up." All the purple members turned around or walked to his location. "The gang that ambushed us is called SWAG. We have no idea what they're capable of, but there's one thing that I know. They're here for revenge as we took the Syndicate down. Let's show them that the Saints are here to stay." There was cheering and the Boss smiled as he walked down to his office.
He poured himself a glass of Martini before slumping down on his chair. He couldn't be bothered to get fixed up; his mind was focused on something else. That girl, the one with the silver eyes, was on his mind. How she called him fine made him blush a bit. 'And a fine one too.' He sipped his beverage before setting it on the table. SWAG, what a name for a gang. At least it's not as bad as the Morningstar. The only person that showed swag was that girl. "Damn, too bad she's not with us."
"Who's not with us?" someone asked and the Boss turned his chair to see Viola. "Oh, nothing." She smiled and walked towards his desk. "I know who you're talking about. That girl, eh?"
"What girl? I don't know what you're talking about." he said casually. "Yeah, you do. The brunette with the grey eyes." He flinched a bit and admitted "Okay, you win. But promise me you won't tell anybody." He held out a pinkie and wrapped it around hers. "Pinkie promise," he said, imitating a girly voice. Viola pulled her hand back and said "I hate you." The Boss laughed and Viola left the office, and he sipped his drink before getting to work.
0o0o0
"Let's make a toast to the death and fall of the Saints!" Anton said confidently, raising his glass of beer. "To the Saints!" Cheered the crowd.
"Boss," one of the lieutenants called out, brown eyes fixed to a computer screen. "He isn't dead." Anton walked over and sighed. "It's always the leaders who have some sort of resistance to injury. Okay, everyone listen up!" Red and black attire members focused their attention on their leader. "I've just been told that the Saints' leader isn't dead." Amber smiled to herself and instantly changed her expression. "So he thinks he can escape death? He thinks he runs Steelport. He thinks he can take the key to the city. But he hasn't seen the real us. SWAG, let's show them how we run things about here."
Cheers of determination filled the room, some even applauded. Amber was sitting on a windowsill, staring at Steelport with almost all its buildings giving of a purple aura, and Kieran wandered to her. "Fizzy, you okay?"
"Yeah... I'm alright, I guess."
"What, upset that you didn't kill him?"
What you do mean upset? I'm fucking hysterical! "Yeah, kinda sucks."
He shrugged. "We all make mistakes, right?" She nodded and he tapped her lightly. "Did Anton fill you in on our plan?"
"No."
"Yeah, we all know it's gonna be tricky but... We're gonna make the Saints suffer. Especially the boss."
She slid off and almost lost balance, but regained it and said "What?"
"Yeah," Kieran said. "First, we kill all his friends. Then we capture him, torture him and then put a bullet through his head. And guess who gets to do that? Our psychotic sister! Good plan, huh?" She looked at her brother's green piercing eyes and a sharp pain hit her chest harder than concrete. She flashbacked to when they fought for a bit, when they gazed into each other's eyes, had a bit of small talk, when he got shot twice...
"I..." she hesitated fast, the words difficult to slip out her mouth. She looked in the supposed future, where SWAG does torture him, he's all bloodied and bruised, her aiming and firing at his head, blood exploding everywhere as she kept her sinister smile. No, I can't do this. "Kieran, I... I can't."
He stepped back, shocked by her odd answer. "What?"
"I can't do this." She rushed past him only to be met by Anton. Oh, for fuck's sake! "What's up, sis?" he asked, gently holding her shoulders. A tear rolled down her rosy cheek and she looked up at her brother. "I know you're gonna fuck me up, I know you're gonna get pissed. But... I can't kill the leader of the Saints." Everyone hushed and looked at Amber, and Anton let go of her in disgust. "What do you mean?"
"I just can't." She put herself together, wiped her tears and reloaded her guns one after the other. "You don't know the Saints, do you? You have to kill more than one person to bring down the Saints. Plus, they are by far different from other gangs. They have links—connections—and us? We're just the Syndicate's backup gang. Aha, it's funny that you're taking orders from a dead leader." After she cocked back the slide, she put her dual-weapons in the holsters and proceeded to take her chain off. "Since I don't take orders from you anymore, I'm not in SWAG anymore." She dropped it on the door and crushed it with her trainer-heel, hearing it crunch under her foot.
Anton's fury boiled over and his voice turned cold and harsh. "Next time you step on my turf, you're gonna regret the day you were born." Amber laughed sarcastically and said "And I love you too, Anton." She walked out and the leader of SWAG threw a tantrum; tossing chairs, smashing windows and punching walls. "Fucking bitch!" he would say, as he took his anger out. Kieran grabbed his arms and said "Hitting objects won't solve anything. Calm down." Anton yanked his arms back and marched to his office.
Well, what a triumphant start for SWAG, eh?
So basically, SWAG has hit Steelport with an Ambush to the Saints. The protagonists, The Boss and Amber, feel a little something with each other and she has left SWAG. What happens next? (I'm guessing its quite obvious.)