Hello again my sexy saints. The chapter is shorter this time around but the next one i'm trying for a longer time. Trust me when I say I hope to do the games justice and at the same time not turn it into some shitty puff piece. Harry's role in the story will be more prevalent come chapter three.
Anyways here's the disclaimer: I own none of the Saints, Johnny would shoot me for killing off Aisha if that were so. The games and their licenses are all owned by their respective companies.
"So lemme get this straight", Harry said as the three of our protaganists left the ATM machine that the Boss just broke. Harry ignored the new crime of destruction of property to say, "Johnny is dead", he got a glare from Shaundi for being so brazen, "there's a guy out to overthrow your gang, and to top it all off you are now broke because said bad guy has closed your accounts. Oh! Let's not forget, WHERE THE HELL ARE WE?!"
"Yeah, Shaundi, you got any clue where we are?", Boss asked as he nonchalantly dragged a guy out of his car, punched him in the face, and got in the driver's seat. Harry looked at Shaundi who was already getting in the passenger seat, shrugged, then hopped in the back.
"We're in Steelport, it's like, Bangkok's abusive cousin." Shaundi explained as Harry was formally introduced to his own feet by being tossed around from the Boss's driving, "a little more gentle on the turns please?"
"Fuck that, Shaundi, what's the plan?" He asked as he drifted around another turn, clipping five people on the sidewalk. Shaundi groaned as she turned to hold Harry in his seat long enough to buckle his seat belt, "I can call up an old Ex, see if he'll let us use his place. As for Lorren, I dunno what to do but he is going to suffer."
"We're going to need guns",Boss said simply, accepting Shaundi's plans so as not to get hit.
"There's a guard armory near here somewhere, why don't we rob that?", Shaundi asked sarcastically.
"Not bad, we can grab some tanks on the way out!"
"Also a shitty idea! I can't believe you're actually considering this!" Shaundi harped on the Boss while Harry was just finishing unloading his stomach contents out the window and onto a police officer, "oops."
"Oops? Why-oh god dammit!" The Boss sighed in annoyance as he stopped the car at the sound of a siren, hopped out, and clotheslined the policeman who was rushing at them off of his motorcycle. After they finished looting his body they had a gun, a clip of extra ammo, and about 40 dollars to their name.
"This isn't gonna be enough for Friendly Fire. Time for plan B!" The Boss seemed unusually excited as they got back in the car and sped towards a garish shop that advertised weapon sales named Friendly Fire. Normally not having enough for a gun would be a problem, that is if you weren't a sociopath like the Boss who simply shot the nice looking man at the cash register.
"Grab the shiny shit and lets go!" The Boss yelled and Harry and Shaundi quickly grabbed a shotgun and another pistol between them as well as some ammo before hopping back in the car with the very bad driver that lead them.
"Okay, the plan is he same as Friendly Fire. Grab the shiny shit and then we call in Pierce and the boys to get the rest air-lifted out."Boss said as they approached a bridge in front of a heavily fenced and guarded area. Soldiers trekked along the streets here in formations, all of them carrying guns strapped across their chests. Harry had to admit he was a bit overwhelmed with the past few hours, who else could say he's been through half the crazy stuff he had in only three or four hours? Thus his brain shut down, running on autopilot as he followed Shaundi and Boss like a little lost puppy, only asking who Pierce was out of curiosity.
"He's sort of our face to the public, he takes care of our advertising and public relations so that the Saints stay at the top of the celebrity charts. Other then that, not much to know about him", Shaundi explained with a shrug that Harry accepted before Boss rammed on the accelerator and the car they were in went flying through the chainlink barrier. The three of them were quick to ditch the car which now had a lovely bullet hole collection, in favor of ducking behind a wall and opening fire on the poorly prepared soldiers. They were making their way towards a warehouse with Harry in the front blasting two or three men at a time down with his shotgun and Shaundi keeping his side covered. Boss looked on with approval at Harry's tactic of smacking guards that got to close aside with his shotgun, using it like a baseball bat.
"Okay, maybe this wasn't such a shitty idea", Shaundi said as she kicked a guard in the groin and stole his riot shield just in time to block a few stray bullets. Boss smirked at her as if to say none of his ideas were bad, that was until he had to duck a punch and put three shots into another soldier. Harry was quick to finish off the last of the guards leading up to the warehouse and rolled inside to avoid more bullets, grabbing two pistols off the fallen men o he had more range.
"Shaundi, what do we got here?"Boss called as the woman ran forward to assess the inventory with Harry keeping an eye on her just in case of an attack.
"It looks like assault rifles and standard explosives, and these look like UAV Drones!"She seemed quite a bit excited as she picked up a heavy case that contained what Harry assumed to be a targeting system.
"Drones? Who talks like that?" Boss asked with a laugh as he used his newly stolen assault rifle to take out the reinforcement soldiers that now stormed the building, "Pierce? Where are you?" Shaundi yelled into her phone as she was hiding behind her riot shield before using it to crush a soldier's windpipe.
"i'm moving in now! Get outside", the three took this as their cue to get the fuck out of the place as they ran outside where three purple helicopters were waiting in the sky, shooting down the ground forces easily with mounted machine guns.
"Why do we need helicopters for this?"Harry asked before he saw the simply huge bomb that two other Saints (he assumed because of the purple and the way they shot down more soldiers) were hooking up to tethers on their chopper.
"Asked and answered. Who's that for though?" Harry queried as he took a spot on the side oof the plane to shoot down more ground forces.
"Philipe Lorren!" Shaundi growled as they began to retreat into the large jungle of Steelport skyscrapers with their precious cargo. Harry nodded solemnly as he remembered again why Shaundi was so pissed off, Frenchy would die as soon as she saw the old bastard, Harry thought.
After a harrowing battle for the skies involving Boss blowing army helicopters to pieces with a bazooka, they landed the chopper and bomb on a nondescript apartment building. The place was in a rundown neighborhood, barely different from any other building on the block if not for the purple chopper on top of it. This difference was solved by more Saints coming onto the roof to throw tarps over the vehicle while Harry and Shaundi went downstairs to see where the Boss went. When they found him he was opening crates of weapons with a person Harry could only assume was Pierce. He was a dark skinned man, handsome, with cobalt blue eyes and a white suit with matching Beret, wearing a royal purple dress shirt.
"Who's the kid?" Pierce asked as he watched Harry grab a crowbar and pry open a few crates of ammo and gun cleaning supplies.
"Oh, that's Harry, he's cool." The Boss said simply as he grabbed an SMG from a crate and pointed it at the wall to test the sights. Pierce rolled his eyes,"he's cool? Man I had to prove my ass to you to join three times and this kid is in because he's cool!?"
"Excuse me", Harry said, now at Pierces' side, scaring the shit out of him, "it's rude to speak about others as is they are not there." To drive this point home Harry flipped Pierce over his shoulder with a shrug, making Boss and Shaundi burst into laughter as Harry grabbed some more gun cleaning kits from the crates and bringing them over to the coffee table.
"Alright everyone get cleaned up and get some rest, we strike on Lorren immediately." The Boss said as he loaded a clip into his gun. The others all nodded before Harry and Shaundi got started on cleaning their guns.