Yay! Another chapter in order for everyone, this one is a little lengthy, and I did take dialogue from the game, so a little disclaimer that I do not own Saints Row 2 or its characters/content, I only own Sara. I hope everyone enjoys it took me like a half hour to edit.
Enjoy!
~MajorChemistry~
Chapter 4: Lets make a deal.
I had called Carlos and told him to meet me at Freckle Bitches, I dont know why I was on edge but I was. I mindlessly fiddled around with the French fries on my tray, "Sara whats wrong is everything okay?" Carlos asked, walking up to the table,
"Ugh so I had a run in with this asshole at my school who runs with the Brotherhood."
"Go on." He sat down, interested,
"Apparently their boss wants to meet with our boss."
"Okay..."
"Carlos, this can't be good, who knows what they are willing to offer, they say they want to help but knowing the boss its going to not end well for really anyone."
"Where does he want to meet."
"Saturday, noon, Stilwater Caverns." I repeated, the way DJ had said it,
"Do you want me to say something to the boss?"
"Well duh."
"Well I just didn't know if you were going to say something..."
"Carlos, I'm only the messenger, but I'm going to that meeting, I don't trust them."
"C'mon, I'll take you back to the hangout, we can tell the boss when he gets back."
"Where did he go?"
"He went with Pierce and Johnny to hit up Poseidon's palace."
"That was quick." I said as we got up and walked over to his motorbike, "You ride a motorbike?" I said in disbelief,
"How do you think I get around town?" He asked,
"I prefer skateboarding myself."
He laughed and handed me the helmet, "I only have one so you can use it for now."
"Oh yay, helmet hair."
"Hey it's better than your brains being splattered on the pavement."
"Valid point."
He got on the bike and started it. I got on the back, "Better hang on." He said over the roar of the engine,
"Woah now, you gotta buy me dinner first." I joked wrapping my arms around his torso,
I noticed him smirk and take off his beanie, "Hold this." He handed it to me and took off. We zoomed through the city, the cool damp air stinging my face. I had never ride on a motorbike before, it was exhilarating, way different than riding in a car but in a way it was similar to riding a skateboard, the rush of it all made me smile, like I was a rebellious teenager and this was the most dangerous thing I could ever do in my life, but it wasn't even close to that.
Carlos parked the bike in the parking lot, I got off the bike and handed him the helmet, "Hey look, we survived." I smirked,
"Did you really think I was that bad of a driver?" He took the helmet,
"I know a lot of people that are bad drivers." I said, heading inside the building, he followed behind me. Shaundi and some others were hacky sacking, "Is boss back yet?" I asked,
"Haven't seen him." She looked up at me then at Carlos, then back at me,
"What?" I asked,
"Heads up!" She kicked the sack to me, I tapped it with the sides of my feet and kicked it to someone else.
Shaundi watched Carlos go to talk to someone else, "Sara?"
"Yeah."
"He likes you." She said quietly,
"What?"
"Carlos, he is totally into you." She smirked,
"No he's not."
"Look, Sara, I've had many boyfriends, and I can tell by their body language when they genuinely like you for you... And not for drugs or sex."
I looked over at Carlos who was just talking with others, "Why would he like me? He's too old for me anyway." I turned back to her. She shrugged,
"Hey whatever it's not the age he has to worry about."
"It's the brother." I said she nodded. The Boss walked in with Pierce and Johnny, "Were the blueprints helpful?" I asked,
"They would have helped more if they stuck to my plan." Pierce said bitterly,
"Your plan fucking sucked." Johnny said.
Carlos walked up next to me and nudged me, "What?" He gestured his head towards the Boss, "Should we tell him?" He asked quietly,
"Go for it, you're the one in charge of the Brotherhood. I'm just the messenger."
"Tell me what about the Brotherhood?" Boss demanded,
"One of the Brotherhood told me-" I stomped on his foot, "Ow!... Told Sara that their leader wants to make you an offer you can't refuse."
Boss looked at me, "And what do we know about them?"
"They're a bunch of meatheads who like big trucks and punk rock music to overcompensate for their tiny dicks." I said, Johnny laughed, "Their leader's name is Maero, I don't know much more about them."
"And how do you feel about this?"
"I don't trust it, its shady as fuck."
"Where is this meeting?"
"Stilwater caverns... At noon... On saturday."
"We'll see what he wants, and decide from there weather or not to kill him... You two are coming with me." He said gesturing to Carlos and I, "If this is going to go bad then I'm going to need back up." He walked past us.
I looked at Johnny, "He asked me about taking you out to do stuff. I know you can handle it."
"You're lucky I wanted to go with him. But I am not making a habit out of it."
"Whatever you say Sara." He walked away.
I growled, "Did your brother ever get on your nerves." I asked Carlos,
"Yeah, though not as much as Johnny seems to get on yours."
"He gets on my nerves a lot." I said, also walking away.
We were sitting in the living room of Aisha's house staring at the pile of money that the guys took from the casino, Johnny handed me a stack, "You deserve something for the work you do."
"You're damn right I do, it's not as easy as you think." I shoved the money in my pocket.
Aisha walked in, "Why is there a big pile of money on the coffee table?" She asked,
"It's a little complicated." Pierce responded,
she looked over to me, "Don't look at me, I don't know what;s going on..."
"We shot up the Ronin casino and stole the cash." Johnny said,
"And you brought that shit here?"
"Eesh, who else we gonna trust with the money?"
"But the Ronin know you stole it right?"
"Well, they wouldn't have if we would've went with my plan..." Pierce said,
"Yeah well if we went with your plan we'd still be talking about it..."
"Fuck off Gat."
"Excuse me?"
The news came on, "Shut up, we're on..." Boss said.
"... The casino heist has left the police baffled. Standing next to me is chief of police Troy Bradshaw. Chief, hows the investigation going?" The reporter asked as Troy appeared on screen,
"This is an investigation Miss Valderamma, I can't get into details." Troy said,
"Can you say anything about the Third Street Saint's involvement?"
"I don't know what you're talking ab-"
"This leaked security footage shows the leader of the Saints, recent fugitive and Saint lieutenant Johnny Gat, as well as an unknown accomplice assaulting the casino..." They showed the security footage of Johnny, Pierce and the Boss shooting up the casino, "Obviously the Third Street Saints are back after a long hiatus."
Boss and Johnny cheered, "Oh God..." Aisha sighed,
"Unknown accomplice my ass!" Pierce complained,
"Miss Valdera-" Troy sounded annoyed,
"Also, reports claim that Ultor is pressing the Police Department for a quicker response."
"One of Ultor's investments was robbed, of course they want their money back." The television turned off,
"Alright, alright we've had our fifteen minutes... Lets clean this money." Boss said.
They got up an grabbed the money, "I'm just going to stay here and chill." I said, sitting back,
"You do whatever you want, just stay out of trouble." Johnny said, leaving.
I stood up and turned to Aisha, "How did the guys find out about the casino?" She asked,
"Who knows." I shrugged,
she folded her arms, "You are an awful liar."
I gasped, "Eesh, I am hurt that you would even say that."
"You are."
"Come on Eesh, I'm just trying to indirectly help them anyway I can."
"Johnny doesn't realize that you getting involved is dangerous."
"Yeah I know, Aisha it's fine." I said, going to bed.
It was Saturday and Carlos, the Boss, and I were walking through the caves, "Remind me again why you wanted me to come but didn't give me a weapon to defend myself with?" I asked,
"We needed muscle." Boss replied, I looked at Carlos, "In case you haven't noticed I'm not the most intimidating person here."
"That's why we are going to catch them by surprise."
I sighed and pulled my hood over my face, "Okay..."
We approached a man sitting on the bench, he was covered in tattoos and piercings and he had a mullet, he looked up at us as we approached, "You Maero?" Boss asked,
"That's right." Maero replied,
"Where's your crew then?"
"I don't need one."
Boss pulled out his gun, "You sure about that?" He pointed it at Maero, "I could kill you right now."
"No... You couldn't." Maero stood up. He towered over the Boss, I didn't understand how I was the intimidation here, this guy frightened me, I couldn't take him even if I tried!
Boss lowered his gun, "Whadaya want?"
"Listen, I'm not stupid, I know who you are. Now there's no reason for us to tear each other apart."
"I'm listening."
"Here's what I'm thinking, we divide Stil-"
"I hear voices this way!" Someone else said, three cops came around the corner,
"Shit!" I exclaimed. The Boss grabbed me and pushed me behind the bench for cover as they all shot at the cops, "We can't let the cops see me here." I said, "They all know who I am." I looked at the Boss,
"We need to get out of here!" Maero said,
"Yeah but which way?" Carlos asked,
"This way." We ran out from our cover and followed Boss down a tunnel. They were all shooting cops which I wanted to care, but at the moment my safety was all that mattered to me. Tourists were running around frantically, "This way." Boss said and lead us out of the caverns,
"Alright we go up, we'll hit the street. We go down, we're taking a boat outta here." Carlos said before getting shot. He fell to the ground,
"Carlos!"
"I'm fine." He grunted, I noticed blood coming from his leg,
"Hang on." I ripped off the bottom of my pant legs and wrapped it around the wound then grabbed his gun, "Lets go." I wrapped his arm around me and helped him get around,
"We're taking the streets." Boss said as we headed up the stairs and piled into the car, Carlos and I were in the back,
"Thanks Sara, for helping me."
"Don't thank me yet." I said, leaning out the window and shooting at the cop cars behind us. The Boss was swerving in and out of traffic, "Your driving is atrocious!" I exclaimed,
"Shut up Sara."
I turned around, "Roadblock ahead!"
"Hang on." He drove off road to avoid it, "We're taking a short cut." He said as he sped onto the bumpy terrain and them back onto the street.
I climbed back into the car, "Hows your leg?" I asked Carlos,
"It's fine, better than being shanked."
"Turn up here." Maero said to the Boss. We stopped at this shady looking warehouse and got out of the car.
I looked at the Boss, "What? You survived didn't you?"
"Barely."
We followed Maero to the building, all around we're big trucks and wannabe punk rockers, I noticed DJ standing by a truck, he winked at me, I glared back at him. "So here we are..."
"Jesus, it's like a coked-up sideshow..." Carlos said,
"Pretty impressive huh?" Maero patted him on the back,
"Aren't you worried about being in the open?" Boss asked,
"People know to stay away..." We approached someone working on a truck, "Hows my truck coming?"
"It'll be ready for the competition." I noticed the guy instantly, his name was Donnie, my brother told me about him before, he used to work for the Rollerz way back when, I noticed Boss looking at him too,
"Thanks Donnie." Maero walked ahead of us,
"You know that guy?" Carlos asked the Boss,
"Later..."
We walked into the building. Inside was nothing more than a rundown warehouse with a sketchy tattoo parlor set up, a girl with red hair was sitting on the counter next to a guy playing guitar, "You're back!" The girl nearly attacked Maero, it must have been his girlfriend,
"Come on, you expected anything less?" They kissed, it was gross.
She looked over at us, "Hi, I'm Jessica."
She shook Boss' hand, "Nice to meet you."
"I'm Sara." I shook her hand, she looked down at my ripped pants, "... It's a long story."
"Hey, I'm Carlos." Carlos extended his arm to her,
"I'm still Jessica... Ya know, you remind me of my old house cleaner..." Carlos looked like he didn't know what to say, "I'm kidding." She laughed, Maero sounded unamused, "I was kidding..." She said to him,
"Babe you wanna count the cash?"
"Sure." Maero looked at the guy playing the guitar, "Yo Matt, you ready to work?"
"Hey, aren't you the guitarist for The Feed Dogs?" Carlos asked,
"Don't encourage him." Jessica said,
"Listen lady, you guys met at one of my concerts so I don't wanna hear it." Matt said as he was pulling a cart with tattooing equipment on it.
I looked at Carlos, "You listen to The Feed Dogs?" I half laughed,
"Only sometimes." He shrugged. Maero was sitting in the chair, "Don't you think you have enough tattoos?" Carlos asked,
"Brother, I got a lotta canvas left." Maero said, "So lets get back to business... The Brotherhood is about to come into something big and I think the Saints are gonna want to get in big on the ground floor."
"So whats the offer?" Boss asked,
"20-80." Maero said, which was ridiculously unreasonable.
I looked at the Boss, "I'm assuming I get the 80."
"Yeah, sure you do." Maero said sarcastically,
"Oh no..." I knew they weren't to be trusted,
"You really expect me to take 20 and say thanks."
"On your hands and fucking knees."
"Is this a joke? I used to own-"
"Used to is right... Time's passes you by. Now you're a has-been with some burn scars."
"I suggest you shut the fuck up bef-"
"You're kidding me right?" Maero was about to get out of the chair, "Hey man be cool." Matt said, "You really think that a couple washed up bangers like you and Gat have a chance against the Brotherhood?"
"We'll see.. Lets go Carlos... Sara..." He walked past us. Carlos and I gave each other a brief look before following him out.
No one said anything on the way back, but I could tell the Boss was pissed off. We walked into the hideout, "What happened to your pants?" Johnny asked, I looked down at the one torn pant leg, "Carlos was shot so I used my pant leg to help stop him from bleeding out."
"Yeah, thank you by the way." Carlos said, I shrugged,
"It's not every day I would rip my favorite pair of pants to save a friend." Johnny looked at Carlos, then at me, then smirked, "What?"
"Nothing." He walked away,
"People are acting weird."
I went to talk to Shaundi, "Hey, so like I know its your job to get information on the Samedi and whatnot, but i can totally handle it myself, you know."
"Dude that would make my life 33% easier if you could do that, right now the Boss is not happy and I think it's partially my fault."
"The meeting didn;t go so well?"
"Ugh thats a total understatement." I sighed, "They wanted to split something big with us, the split being 20-80 and us getting the 20..."
"Oh..."
"Yeah... Not a good day." I said, sitting down on the ratty couch.
Shaundi sat next to me, "Will some pot make you feel better?"
"What? No!"
"I was joking, calm down." She laughed,
"You're so weird." I rolled my eyes.
The next day at school Rachel and I were talking about about our recent Algebra test, "So like for number 3 I got 5 but the answers were like 1000, 1500, 1900 or 5000. What did you get?"
"1500." I said,
"What? How?"
"I don't know I just did the math and got the answer."
"Well shit. Anyway, see you later Sara."
"See ya." I headed down the hallway. Someone grabbed me and slammed me into the lockers,
"What the fuck was that?" DJ asked me,
"I should be asking you the same thing, 20%? Really?"
"What kind of idiot says no to an offer like that?"
"What kind of idiot offers that? Oh yeah the tattoo, pierced idiots." I smirked.
He pressed me harder into the locker, "Look Saint, you and your gang are treading on thin ice, and don't think because you're a girl I wont hesitate to kill you."
"Awe DJ you wouldn't do that would you? You don't want to cause a scene." He looked around at the students watching us in hopes of a fight. I grabbed his arm and slammed him to the ground, "Look, DJ, get this through your head, the Saints call the shots, and I'm not afraid of you, your pussy boss or his bitch of a girlfriend."
"You better watch your back Ashmond."
"No, you better watch yours." I walked away."