AN: So life has been extremely busy for me since my last update. In short, work has been excessive, sleep and free time, not so much. Oh well. Hopefully the next update will not be as far off.
Chapter 7
Johnny Gat drove into the parking lot of the Steelport Police Department. It had been a day since the Morningstar and their criminal allies had attacked Steelport. Gat hated the fact that he was stuck on a plane to Stillwater at the time. After the gun fight the only entertainment that he got was from the radio to the control tower warning him that some of the other pilots had thought that they saw a UFO. That was just stupid in his opinion. He was also annoyed that he had to spend the next day driving back to Steelport.
He picked a parking spot and put his Stiletto sedan in park. Gat was glad that Jason had given him a ride to Steelport originally, it meant that his own car was still in Stillwater when he flew there. He got out and walked over to through the front doors. He flashed his Stillwater Police badge at the desk sergeant and was waived through the metal detector.
Gat then walked over to the elevator and hit a button for the basement. Shaundi had texted him after she, The Boss, and some whiny new guy took back the National Guard Armory about where to go when he got back. Until the SAINTS got some space of their own, they were working out of an old storage space.
The elevator arrived, and Gat walked down a hallway and through a non-descript wooden door. Inside was the rest of the SAINTS. Each was sitting at a makeshift desk that revealed their personalities. Thorne sat at with a disassembled handgun and a cleaning kit. Shaundi was on the phone with someone while looking though a manila envelope. A new guy in a linen suit was leaning against the wall with a donut in one hand and an energy drink in another.
"Yo, Boss what are we doing here? Who's this guy? Why aren't we putting holes in something?" Gat asked.
"In order?" Jason asked. "We are waiting for Shaundi to get some intel. The guy in the white suit is Sgt. Pierce Washington, new guy, kinda a bitch, but he has a decent brain. We were waiting for Shaundi to get done before we start putting the biggest holes in the most valuable things." He answered.
Johnny thought it over a second. "Okay then. How are the new recruits doing?"
"Shaundi's great. She's smart, good in a fight, and then there was that kiss." He listed.
"Yeah, knew she'd work…wait…what was that last thing?" Gat noticed.
"Don't worry about it." Boss dismissed.
Pierce finished had finished his donut and walked over. He had a grin on his face that had indicated that he had turned up his charm. "Hey there. Name's Pierce. I'm with the SAINTS. Hear you're a badass." He said.
"And I hear you're a bit of a bitch." Johnny said dismissively. "Now what was that you said about Shaundi?" He said looking back to Jason.
"She's talking with the mayor to get information from our accountant and legal overlords to get information on how we can hit the Morningstar, The Deckers, and the Luchadors." He explained reassembling his pistol.
"Not about that, about the.." Gat started to question.
"I've got 'em!" Shaundi shouted.
"That's my girl." Gat said, and looked over at his Boss. "To be continued." He said.
"The Morningstar have a penthouse on the south side of the city. The file that Boss gave to the Mayor gives us enough to raid the place and sieze it under RICO. And according to the lawyer, since it will become city property for the interim, we'll be able to use it as a place to work out of. I think that the Dewynter sisters are getting tired of working out of the Mayor's office." Shaundi explained.
"See Gat. Now we go het to put holes in something." Thorne said happily as he reassembled the pistol.
The promise of violence brought Gat's line of thought was immediately drawn away from what he was trying to question the Boss about. He cracked a massive grin and his eyes lit up from behind his designer sunglasses. Gat never considered himself a violent person, but he did consider himself a thrill seeker with a short temper. He never went in to a location with the purposes of killing everyone. Though he also wasn't a pussy and was not going to let petty things like morals, rules of engagement, reasonable escalation of force stop him from getting bad guys. Gat walked over to a few stacked up hard cases that held the task forces weapons in them.
"Shit what should we be packing for this trip?" Gat asked as he popped the lid on the case.
"The Sisters say that this penthouse is one of Morningstar Syndicates most well protected places." Shaundi commented.
The Boss had walked up next to Gat. "Hell bring anything that you want then. No need to hold back if we're expecting a shit show staring a fucking mess."
Thorne picked up a Shokolov AR, two .45 Shepards, a combat knife, and a few flashbangs. He put the guns, and ammo inside various pouches and holsters on his tactical vest. He preferred to think of himself as an efficient fighter who didn't need anything more that the basics in order to win a firefight. He looked to the rest of his team to see that their loadouts reflected their personalities.
Pierce had picked up a D4TH-Blossam and a bunch of extended magazines that he was putting inside of his suit coat. Clearly, and literally, style over substance, but in certain circles, that was the pinnacle of importance. His previous actions at the armory left much to be desired in a gunfight, so Thorne just planned to leave him somewhere with lots of cover from where Pierce could spray and pray.
Johnny had put two GDHC .50s into shoulder holsters, a SRK-7 into a thigh holster, a combat knife into a lower back holster, and picked up a tombstone shotgun. He was loading green shells into the tube, exploding slugs. Gat was going in without fear, and absolutely prepared to destroy everything in his path. Just like he expected Gat to do, Jason knew that he didn't need to worry about his old friend.
Shaundi was assembling a similar loadout to the Boss. She was preparing a TEK Z-10 with incendiary ammo, and a KA-1. She had also pocketed a few hand grenades. The Boss took a moment to admire her. Simple, but extremely dangerous. The Boss was getting fonder of her by the minute.
When everyone was ready, Jason waived everyone over to him.
"What's the plan Boss?" Shunadi asked.
"So we are going to be attacking a penthouse, which means the closest entrance is goin' to be the roof. Meaning he need to use a helicopter to get up there. Can any of you flt?" Jason asked.
"I can now." Gat resonded.
"Ah…Fuck no." Shaundi said.
"Hey. I just landed a plan a little while ago." Gat said proudly.
"Yeah, a guy in a control tower told you what buttons to push on an airplane. You can't fly a helicopter." Thorne said firmly. "Normally I would fly, but I'm going to be attacking the place, so that rules me out. What about you two?" he asked to Shaundi and Pierce.
"Sorry. I can barely drive a stick." Shaundi said.
"Hey. No worries yall. I'm an Ace in the cockpit." Pierce said flashing a million dollar smile.
"Seriously?" The other three asked simultaneously.
"Yeah. Did my training for the aviation unit for the SPD before they filled the slot with someone else. Eh. No biggie. That job has a mountain of paperwork affiliated with it." Piece explained.
"Huh. Alright then. Pierce, your gonna fly us to the roof. Drop us off, and maintain a safe distance until we give the all clear." Thorne was glad. Now he didn't have to be paranoid that Pierce would shoot one of them, or himself. "Everyone, take ten to use the bathroom, get some coffee, send an e-mail. Whatever. Just meet me in the roof in ten minutes."
AN: So I played through the game Agents of Mayhem. I liked it. It was simple, easy to do fun with a colorful cast of characters. I would have like a little bit more character depth, but the attitude was very much like the main Saints Row series. I highly encourage fans of Saints Row play it. So as a writer, trying to write something that people would enjoy, would you guys like to see me role in some of the elements of that game into this story? Because the story is still pretty early, I can can curve off of it to rope it in.
