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Not a Saint but a Lover
The sound of the bass did nothing for her. A sound that she had loved in the past, was now giving her a headache. Pierce's light show was not doing her any favors either. Am I getting old? she asked herself. The crowd below her did not pay any mind to her or Pierce's antics. They seemed too enthralled into the loud music to see anyone really, which was good. If another son of a bitch was going to ask her about her reality show, she was gonna kill somebody.
Shaundi ran her right hand through her long brown hair and took a deep breath.
If some fucker tries to start some shit I'm gonna fuck them up I don't give a shit what the boss says… by instinct she looked around trying to find him but all she saw were the new guys. She felt it was funny and ironic at the same time. So much new blood...
She looked at Kinzie who was sitting in a dark corner typing away at her laptop, across from her was Oleg the gentle giant sitting in a corner drinking by himself. That motherfucking piece of shit Zimos was dancing next to Pierce with some of his hoes, the only one was missing was Angel who had stormed off while cursing the Boss's name a few hours earlier, all because he had chosen her and Viola over revenge.
Shaundi couldn't help but to smile to herself. She knew the boss, and she knew there was no way he would abandoned her and Viola, the boss had always been there for her, from veteran child to this morning.
Earlier today; Pierce had made a comment about how the boss was getting soft now, compared to the early days of the saints and Shaundi found herself punching him in the face.
She regretted immediately as she saw the look on his face.
"Damn! What the hell Shaundi?!" yelled Pierce as he nursed his wound.
Shaundi had stormed off before anyone could say anything. Only to show up an hour later and apologize to Pierce, they made up and now where enjoying this victory party. At least Pierce was… He had been right though, it was hard to admit, but it was true; the boss had gone soft.
When she joined the saints she knew the boss as a man who would not take any shit from anyone, he did not plan things; he would just show up and blow shit up and had no mercy for anyone who crossed him. Now things were completely different... Steelport had changed everything.
The simplicity of Stilwater was gone and the boss would now sit on his couch like some sort of king. For hours and consult his lieutenants about his next move. Shaundi should be happy about that though. Finally he was listening to their suggestions and plans; which was one of the reasons I stopped partying so much… Shaundi told herself.
Back then it was hard to get my voice heard and now there was all this new blood running around, and if things could not get even worse, there was that bitch Viola. How the fuck am I supposed to respect that bitch? Johnny is dead because of them! She shouted mentally. The boss had told her to be gentle to her since she had just lost her sister. Shaundi had relented but with the way things were going, someone was going down and it wasn't going to be her.
Then there was Kinzie; the extremely paranoid recluse who had become one of the boss's top advisors overnight.
"Kinzie, can you tap into the building's CCTV cameras?" the boss would ask, or his classic "Kinzie, old Bill is chasing me again, can you hack into their GPS and fry their communications?"
Other times the boss would ask things that were so technologically complex that it would give her a headache just thinking about how difficult it must be. But no! All Kinzie would say is "sure" or sometimes she would give a smartass remark about her current task and the boss would grin and say "thanks luv" that would always piss Shaundi off. Not only because she had gotten used to be the only one being called that by him, but because all of them were rising too fast!
Trying to remain calm, Shaundi pinched the bridge of her nose and took a deep breath. After a few seconds she headed towards the bathroom, successfully dodging drunk partygoers she reached for the door.
She remembered the parties in Stilwater long before this nightmare: most of the time she would stumble into the bathroom to piss; only to open the door and find Johnny beating the shit out of some poor bastard. Johnny would look at her and smile.
"Hey Shaundi I found this sorry fuck trying to steal some jewelry from us, you want to join in and teach him some manners?" Shaundi would just smile and enter the room and kick the poor bastard in the teeth.
As stupid as it sounded Shaundi opened the bathroom door hoping to see Johnny Gat there but instead all she found was an empty room and the sound of Burt Reynolds having sex with some girl inside one of the stalls.
Shaundi closed the door and looked down…
A few minutes later she found herself pushing people out of her way, passing through the dancing idiots that were raving all over the floor, she needed to talk to someone who understood… she had to talk to the boss, Shaundi did not care that he had said that he didn't want to be disturbed. All she needed was to talk to someone who understood and the boss would.
Shaundi headed for the boss's room where he had been brooding for hours ever since angel's outburst earlier today.
Six hours earlier.
After the longest drive in the saints lives they were home. With minor cuts and bruises the third street saints being led by the boss entered the penthouse as did any conquering hero would; exhausted beyond belief.
"Shit boss" said Pierce panting "I've never seen that many fucking stairs in my life, how did you get there so fast? Me and my boy Oleg were trying to catch up with you" the boss turned towards pierce his face blank as he ran his hand through his dark hair.
"What the fuck are you talking about Pierce?" asked the boss making Pierce wince.
"Man shit! You were probably so high with adrenaline you probably didn't even notice the stairs."
The boss gave no response he just shrugged. The boss seemed to be in a good mood until he reached the living room. Looking exhausted he shook his head.
"Is the city of Steelport going to pay for the damages done to my flat? Or is this crashed plane going to stay inside my home forever?" asked the boss feeling irritated, pointing towards the crashed burning STAG plane in his helipad.
"I'll have a talk with the major" said Viola as she cleaned her outfit. With just the mention of the major of Steelport the boss turned to her with a child's like smile.
"Say hi to Burt Reynolds for me" said the boss and Viola just sighed.
"Can you please stop being such a fan boy?"
"Only if you can get me his autograph"
"Fine! I'll call him after I take a shower, I feel disgusting with all this dirt on me"
"You are disgusting" said Shaundi.
"Fuck you Shaundi" replied Viola then she looked at the boss.
"Can I stay here for a couple of days? I'm kinda scared to return to my apartment, with all this kidnapping shit"
"You can take the empty guest room" said the boss pointing to an empty room across from him.
"Thanks… boss" Viola headed towards her room and as she closed it the suite was filled with silence each saint looked exhausted from today's events until the boss spoke.
"Listen up lads, I'm knackered so you got two choices; you can get out of my flat or shut up, sit on the couch and watch some TV with me. Your choice" said the boss. Shaundi looked at Pierce with a grin in her face.
"I'll get the beer" said Shaundi.
"I'll get the chips" said Pierce leaving Kinzie, Oleg and Zimos confused. Zimos looked at the boss who was heading towards his couch, he turned to Oleg and asked.
"Hey big man I have a question"
"What?" answered Oleg slightly annoyed.
"This isn't some elaborate set up for a gangbang right?"
"No" said Oleg.
"God I hope not" said Kinzie shaking her head. Oleg smiled and leaned in to pat Kinzie in the shoulder to make her feel less threatened. When she uttered the words that made him look at her In a whole new light.
"I didn't bring my toys" said Kinzie.
"Toys? What are you talking about mousey one?" asked Oleg.
"If the saints are planning that kind of party, they got to let me bring my sex toys first, or at least let me go buy some stuff from lather and lace" next she turned towards Oleg who was looking at her weird.
"What?"
"Err… nothing I believe I must go deal with some unfinished business with someone right about now… yes! That's good. Farewell for now" said Oleg as he headed towards the exit.
"Wait up big man, I'm coming too, there is something I want to talk to you about" said Zimos chasing after him.
Kinzie was left by herself wishing she had her laptop with her.
"Hey Kinzie" said the boss.
"Yeah?"
"Come here I need help with this bloody thing!" said the boss as he pressed random buttons in the DVR remote. Kinzie Kensington sighed and took on monumental task of teaching the boss how to use the DVR.
One hour later...
Damn it Nyte Blayde she's dead!
They never found the body…
You're talking crazy man, if you go into MR X's club you're a dead man.
Stu… I already am one [sounds of door being kicked open]
Nyte Blayde no!
SILVIA!
"Ha-ha-ha-ha this is bloody great!" said the boss as he stuffed his face full of potato chips. Pierce laughed while Kinzie quietly drank her beer and Shaundi shook her head.
"You can't mean that boss, Josh is an idiot and an even worse actor" said Shaundi.
"You know what luv? I'm sort of starting to like this show. The story seems interesting"
"I don't know this show sorts of…" the boss was about to say something but he was interrupted.
"Speaks to you" said Kinzie. The boss looked at Kinzie dumbfounded.
"Yeah Kinzie it does speak to me"
"I hated the show at first but then by the third season I was hooked. It really does speak volumes about our vampire problem" replied Kinzie as if everybody knew what she was talking about.
"Vampire problem?" asked the boss confused.
Shaundi was suddenly struck with the most clever smartass remark her brain could think of, Shaundi smiled.
I know the others will burst into laughter when they hear this
Shaundi opened her mouth to talk but a sound by the entrance to the suite shut her up. Cursing loudly a man punched one of the saints in the face and entered the suite. Shaundi abandoned her idea of a joke and reached for her gun, after all; the moment Angel showed his face, all smiles died with him.
The boss silently stood up and looked at Angel who pointed at him with index finger.
"You…" he hissed.
"I knew you would fucking choke, I knew that you would back out when I needed you the most"
"You fucking coward! Killbane escapes and you sit on your couch and watch TV?" asked Angel his eyes bulging with rage.
"Nice to see you too" replied the boss.
"I waited for you for an hour and all you can do is get one of your lackeys to text me to tell me you weren't coming?" said Angel as he began to pace back and forth. His eyes looked like they belonged to some kind of animal.
"Look mate; I had to make a choice. It was either kill Killbane or let Shaundi and Viola die"
"You made the wrong fucking choice!" yelled Angel. This made Shaundi stand up.
"Excuse me?" asked Shaundi shooting daggers at Angel. However he did not flinch.
"Last time you and I talked, you told me that you would do anything to get your revenge. Isn't that right?" the look he gave Shaundi almost made her want to hide. It was true, she wanted revenge for Johnny but she didn't want everyone to know, especially the boss.
"Shaundi. Is this true?" asked the boss. His face riddled with confusion. Before she could try to come up with anything, Angel decided he was done.
"Pathetic. You said you would do whatever it takes to get your revenge but the moment he looks at you, you turn into a six year old. I'm done with fake people like you."
"Leave Shaundi alone Angel, this is between you and me" said the boss closing in on the luchador.
"You see the people you surround yourself with? A bitch and a coward! Is this the price you paid to let Killbane go? Or perhaps you were working with him all long! Or perhaps you were too busy fucking those two whores to understand the meaning of revenge!" and with that the boss hit him. Angel fell on his ass and looked at the boss with hatred on his eyes as he held his hand to his face.
"Get up" he said.
"Get up! Or are you gonna repeat the same routine you did at murder brawl? Laid down on the floor like a bitch, crying that you broke your leg. While I kicked Killbane's ass"
"Ahhhhhh" screamed Angel his face full of rage as he jumped like a tiger. He lined himself perfectly to land his classic tornado DDT but the boss saw it coming and introduced Angel to his fist, with a stone hard jab to the side of the head sending the smaller man crashing into a pillar.
Shaundi wasted little time as she jumped on Angel and began to pummel his face.
"You son of a bitch!" she grunted as she continued her assault. At some point she failed to see Pierce and other recruits reaching up to her. Kicking and screaming Shaundi was pulled off Angel who looked even more enraged than ever.
"You… cowards! That's all you saints are, fucking cowards! None of you have what it takes to take me down. You hear me? None of you!"
"Doesn't matter mate, Killbane was the only one I needed to beat. You… you are nothing but leftovers, now kindly leave my flat and I won't throw you out the window" said the boss while Angel glared at him. At that moment Shaundi was able to see how angel with all the stealth reached for a beer bottle and smashed himself in the head with it. The smell of beer and blood began to take over the penthouse as Angel who began to bleed from his forehead. He wiped the blood from his forehead and began to paint the wall with it.
"No, we are not done you and I. Killbane is out there and I'm gonna find him. And after I do I will pay you and your whore a visit, you can count on that… saint" Angel limped his way out of the penthouse as soon as he reached the threshold he turned around and smiled looking at his blood.
"I left my blood here, when I'm done I'll come back for it. Hopefully you and Shaundi are fucking that night, so I can kill you both at the same time" and with that Angel disappeared from view. Leaving the saints unsure what to do, Pierce spoke first.
"Man can't a brother get some peace and quiet around here? Or we always gotta be fighting some asshole?" he looked around for any kind of response but it seemed that everybody was in their own little world.
"It seems to me, that we make more enemies than friends, this is just like the FBI" said Kinzie.
"It don't matter luv, the fucker has ruined my mood. I'm going to take a nap, the rest of you are free to do whatever you like" said the boss as he headed towards his room.
"Yo boss! Can we throw a party?" asked Pierce.
"Sure do whatever, have a tea party if you like. But it's coming out of your own pocket" said the boss as she reached for his door handle he turned around.
"One more thing mate, make sure you don't disturb me. I want to get some sleep" and with that the Boss closed the door to his room and left Pierce to begin plan his victory party.
Shaundi wanted to laugh at Pierce. Today had not been a victory, Killbane had escaped and Angel had declared war on her and the boss and Johnny was still dead... It was funny; the moment Angel insulted her she felt her face hot and wondered if she was blushing. To her luck everybody seemed too occupied on Angel's threats to notice.
It made her feel strange; she did not know what to think. As she reached the boss's door she spotted one of the young recruits giggling outside his door.
Shaundi couldn't really remember the girl's name. Was it Carla? Carmen? Yeah! Her name is Carmen!
Shaundi approached her and couldn't help to notice how weak she was.
How did this girl survive canonization?
Carmen was a small girl of olive skin and dark curly hair she wore blue jeans and a purple tank top and a purple bandanna displaying the saints colors. The girl eyed Shaundi with suspicion and a small dose of fear. After all it had been her fault she and Shaundi had been captured by STAG.
"Hey Shaundi" said Carmen as she typed something into her phone.
"What are you doing here Carmen?" asked Shaundi as she eyed the new saint suspiciously. The new girl just shrugged her shoulders.
"Nothing really, just updating my status" she grinned "I'm kinda sore too"
"Why would you be sore? It's not like you did any fighting this morning" said Shaundi trying to mask her annoyed tone.
"Nah me and the girls were celebrating you know what I mean?" said Carmen as she began to giggle.
"Well if you really want to know: me and the girls just wanted to thank the boss for rescuing us this morning. So we decided to sneak into the boss's room and to our surprise we found him sleeping, naked handcuffed to his bed, covered in candle wax. Very kinky huh?" asked Carmen with a grin.
Shaundi found her right hand closing in on the throat of the new girl and picking her up with all her strength.
"If you give me anymore attitude I'm gonna snap that tiny little neck of yours, do you understand?" asked Shaundi and Carmen who looked as frightened as she could be nodded with her head. Making Shaundi drop her, Carmen coughed for a few seconds, she about to say something but Shaundi narrowed her eyes and she lowered her head.
"Tell me, what happened and how did the boss end up there?"
"We don't know ok? We just found him laying there" said Carmen.
"What did you do then?"
"Well… like the phrase goes; never look at a gifted horse in the mouth right?" "We woke him up and decided to have a little more fun" Shaundi felt herself reaching for her about to teach her a lesson.
"Come on Shaundi don't act like you wouldn't have done the same! or… maybe you do. That's why you're so angry huh?" hissed the new girl making Shaundi feel like someone had dropped a bucket full of ice water on her.
"Yeah… I'm gonna go now. We found the keys to the handcuffs so he is just sleeping now. If you want to see him, go ahead" and with that Carmen disappeared among the dancing party goers.
Shaundi was left for herself, wondering what to do next. Minutes later she slowly entered the room and was quickly taken back by the messiness inside. The master room was cluttered with moving boxes. This made Shaundi suspicious. She slowly approached one of the open ones and noticed it was filled with clothes and dolls?
They're not dolls they're action figures! She could almost hear Johnny yelling in her mind.
Last year Ultor had decided to promote Johnny's upcoming comic book by releasing toys modeled after each saint. That had made her laugh, why would anyone want to collect these things? She asked herself. Surprisingly someone had, because they were now sold out almost everywhere.
Shaundi picked up an action figure containing a tiny Johnny Gat still in his plastic packaging. Johnny had once mentioned that if they stayed in box they were more valuable. He looks nothing like Johnny, she mused. Shaundi reached inside pulled out the one that contained the boss and to her surprise she found her own toy; that looked nothing like her, open and out of its packaging.
She picked it up and played with its plastic dreadlocks, wondering just how much she had changed.
Is this how he sees me? And why am I out of the box while the other two are in box?
Feeling strange Shaundi slowly approached the bed in which the boss was sleeping. She stood there for a few seconds unable to do anything.
Should I wake him up? He looks so peaceful… it would be shame to… no… he needs to rest. He must be tired after all that… That son of a bitch! If I ever catch him with another woman I'm gonna!
Whoa… what is happening to me?
Shaundi froze as she felt herself getting angrier with just the mention of Carmen and whoever was with her. She had said that the boss was already handcuffed when they arrived, now the question would be; just who was that person?
Shaundi began looking for clues in the boss's bed. His bed was a California king size bed; the comforter, the sheet and pillows were all black. The box spring was made of black die cast metal and the logo of the third street saints was in the center.
"You spend 20% of your lifetime sleeping luv" he said "you have to invest in your sleep" for a second she found herself wondering what those high tech Swedish mattresses felt like? And how the boss…
"Ah! Damn it" she groaned as she chastised herself. Shaundi kept looking for clues, the smell of sweat and sex was obvious so she needed to find real clues, there were three purple burned out candles by the nightstand. Shaundi picked them up and inspected them but found nothing useful, next was the pair of handcuffs laying in the sheets, once again she found no clues until by accident she brushed one of the small pillows laying down in the floor and she spotted a mall purple bra.
Picking it up quickly Shaundi stuffed the bra in one of her pockets. She would try to find the culprit tomorrow. It could be any girl really… Kinzie, Carmen, one of Zimo's hoes, hell it could even be Monica Hughes for all she knew. But she was going to find out, and when I do… there will be blood...
Shaundi once gain found herself wondering if she should wake the boss, she looked at her watch and noticed that it was 1:00 already.
Fuck! My shows starts recording in four hours!
Deciding to wait on her conversation with the boss, Shaundi pulled the comforter to cover the boss and stormed out of his room hell bent on getting some sleep but not without the plastic avatar of the man she was having conflicting feelings about.