AN: This is my second attempt at a Saint's Row Story. I hope that this will be a better attempt because I can honestly say that this one will be better than the last one. Oh, another thing. This will be taking place a little while after the Saint's land in Steelport, and well after Kinzie joins the Saints. Thanks for reading and I hope that you will enjoy this.

Chapter One: Sanctuary No More

Kinzie was busy working on her computer in her fortress, looking at various computer monitors that she hacked into for the boss. She looked around at the various boxes that littered the room, and let a frusterated sigh escape her. She hated the fact that they were basically piling up like mating rabbits, but what can she do about it? Hell, half of the crap she needed to move was too heavy to move on her own. She shoved herself away from the desk, and was about to reach for the phone when it rang on it's own.

"Kinzie, you got anything on the Deckers?" Saint's Leader, Michael Harris asked.

"Glad you called, I need your help." Kinzie responded.

"With what?" Michael asked in a slightly concerned voice.

"I need some help moving some of my boxes in my place." Kinzie said.

"Really now?" MIchael asked back with no enthusiasm.

"Yeah. I take it I can count on your help?" Kinzie smiled.

"Fine. I am coming." Michael said.

"Thanks, babe." Kinzie said, then she realized what she said and to who it was.

"Wha-" Michael tried to say, but Kinzie quickly hung up the phone. Kinzie blushed, and literally smacked herself.

Sure, she sort of had a crush on Michael, but why would someone as handsome and chiseled as he was be interested in a nerd like her?

Kinzie almost felt like crying when she thought of all of the times that her heart was broken in the past. No use in thinking about something that happened so long ago.

"Hi there." Michael said, causing Kinzie to jump.

"What the hell? Where did you come from?" Kinzie said.

"My mom and dad bumping uglies. I was really close by when I called." Michael laughed.

"Oh, sorry." Kinzie said, hiding her blush the best that she could. "Those are the boxes I need to move."

Michael looked over at the stack, and back to Kinzie.

"Really?" Michael asked in disbelief.

"Yeah, what's wrong?" Kinzie asked him.

"A few boxes. You asked me to come over to move a few boxes?" Michael asked.

"Yeah." Kinzie answered innocently. Michael huffed, walked over to the boxes, and grabbed them all at once.

"Where do you want them?" Michael asked.

"I don't know." Kinzie said.

"I am gonna drop them, and break whatever is in here if you do not make up your mind." Michael said. Kinzie knew that tone of voice from anywhere, and she knew immediately that he meant business.

"Fine, over there." Kinzie said, pointing at a random wall.

"Okay then." Michael said, starting to move boxes to a random wall. Kinzie helped him, but she couldn't help but to stare at the physical specimen that was the Saint leader. He wore all black, especially the tank top that shown off his muscles and the dragon tattoo that was rang along his whole left arm. His blonde hair flowed when he walked, but to her disappointment, he wore it in a ponytail. She walked past him, placing the last box against a wall.

"Listen, I have to run back to the hideout to grab something. Will you be alright by yourself?" Michael asked.

"Yeah. Thanks for the help." Kinzie said. He gave her a smile, and slowly walked towards the front door. Kinzie knew that she was blushing all the while he smiled at her. Kinzie made sure that he left completely. Kinzie slowly sat in the chair that she had, thinking about the crush that she had on the Saints Leader.

Why would a guy like that be interested in a girl like her? She was not bad looking, but she knew that Shaundi had a thing for him, and Kinzie could not compare to a girl like Shaundi.

Kinzie hated thinking like that. Whenever she would think like that, she would literally be on the edge of tears.

Before she could start crying, however, she heard a loud crash at the front of her hideout. Kinzie figured that it was Michael coming back because he forgot something. She quickly wiped her face, and went out to see who it was.

"Hey, did you forget something?" Kinzie asked, rounding a corner, where she was met with the butt of a rifle to the face.

She got knocked to the ground, and before she could even see who it was that attacked her, she felt a large weight on her body.

"Well, the pretty nerd is all alone." A voice said. Kinzie tried to struggle to get out from under the weight of whoever this was, but she got struck across the face again.

"You ain't goin' nowhere, bitch." Another male voice said. She felt her shirt being ripped open, and her bra being exposed to the air that was blowing through.

"Nice." One guy said. While she was being held down by one guy, she felt the other one unzipping her pants. She began to pray silently that someone was coming to help her.

I can't believe that this is happening to me, someone, please help me! Kinzie screamed in her mind.

When her silent prayer was not answered, she just closed her eyes, and let the darkness take her, unaware that Michael and Pierce arrived shortly afterwards...

There were two gunshots, and she felt the guy that was on top of her, fall completely off of her. Then she heard frantic footsteps towards her direction, and she could literally feel the concern of whoever this was radiate towards her.

"Boss, is she alright?" Pierce said, running towards her direction.

Wait, this was Michael? Thank god! Kinzie thought.

"Yeah, thank god we got here before anything happened to her. Damn, they really did a number on her." Michael said. Kinzie felt herself being scooped up in his arms, and she subconsciously wrapped her arms around his neck. Michael carried her back towards the car that they came in.

Secretly, Kinzie smiled, and nuzzled his neck, knowing that she was safe in his arms.

AN: Just a short beginning to set up the rest of the story. I am still unsure as to how long this story is going to be, but one thing is for sure, this will be centered around Kinzie and the male boss of the Saints. Thanks for reading and reviews will be greatly appreciated.