Yes everyone, this will be the last chapter for the DLC. Hopefully, you've enjoyed it so far. More secrets to be told in the upcoming chapters. Please review this... Reviewing is good. Enjoy Reading! :)
Chapter Eight: Saints V3.1
Lying on the sofa in Nathan's office with her leg rested on her knee, Amber pretended to play the drums by hitting the air in pattern. He walked in with a small box in his hand, resting it on his desk. She stopped the music and took her Saints headphones off, sat up, and fluffed her hair and flicking back her bangs. It's not every day she lets her hair down; it's a complete distraction to her.
She looked at Nathan and gasped, making him raise a brow at her. "We're matching again!" She walked around and stood next to him. Both wore baggy jeans with purple boxers and purple Ultras. She wore a zip-up jacket that reached her navel with black bandages on her left wrist and multi-coloured bracelets on the other. He wore a black polo shirt with purple fingerless gloves. Smiling gently, he got the box and gave it to her. "What's this?" She asked, knowing it was more of a cuboid rather than a cube. "Look inside," he whispered and she opened it, touching her chest with sympathy. "She's gonna love it," she sighed as she kissed him on the cheek.
"Oh, has Jimmy called yet?"
Both heads turned to the sound of his desk phone ringing, and she shrugged when he pressed the loudspeaker on the keypad. "Look, I know this hasn't gone as smoothly as I said it would, but I know we can bring Gat back around. Come to my place and give me one more chance, you won't regret it."
"Uh, Jimmy, you could have called our cells," Amber said as she rested her headphones on the desk. "Yeah, but my cell died."
"Okay... we're coming-who's texting me?" she said as she fumbled in her pocket as the screen materialised the words 1 Unread message. She pressed a button and raised a brow when it was from Pierce.
Amber, tell the Boss that Gat has taken me. I ain't sure where he took us, just hurry the fuck up and get to Jimmy's house pronto.
-P
Her eyes widened and Nathan noticed. "What's up?" She looked at him with silver eyes and said "Gat has Pierce... Gat has Pierce!" He gave her a shocked look before saying "You still wanna fly the hover bike?" Her smile seemed convincing enough, "Thought you'd never ask." Walking to the helipad, it was just sitting there, waiting for it to be directed by a Saint. She hopped it, he didn't. "Aren't you coming on?"
"Yeah... I'm coming... this is gonna be so fun..."
She rested her elbow on the handlebar and sighed, looking straight ahead. "You're scared, aren't you?" His head jerked back and he flapped the air with his left hand. "Psshh, no. Just... cautious." She slightly nodded, "Never thought the Leader of the Saints would have a fear of flying. Don't worry, this time I'm flying and no SWAG assholes will be on our ass." His shoulders sagged and he slowly walked and climbed on, holding her close when they lifted off the helipad. "You ready?"
She felt his head shake on her back and she pressed the button, in seconds the frame of the bike changed, adapting itself to suit flight. They dashed through the air, Amber pissing him off by doing near misses to nearby buildings. One time, she did it and he said "Do it one more time, and I swear your jumping." The bike converted to hover mode, with the female robotic voice stating that, and she said "Fine. I'll see you on the ground." Standing up on the seat, she jumped and flipped past the bike, Nathan watched her descent to the ocean. He scooted forward and grasped the handlebars, sighing deeply as his fingers laced around them. Pressing a button, the bike jolted forward and he screamed as it dove down.
Amber watched as the bike landed roughly on the grass and he jumped off as soon as it exploded and slowly walked to him. "You should've jumped with me," she grabbed his arm and helped him up. "Where are we?" he asked, dusting his clothes off. "Jimmy's house," she smiled and pulled him to the front of the house. "Oh," he said. "All these houses look the same from behind."
"True," she agreed.
"Guys!" someone shouted and their eyes focused on Jimmy. The ground started shaking and Amber looked down, moving her feet as if something's gonna eat it. The pounds came nearer and nearer and Nathan shouted "Gat!" before both got knocked down by the brute. Sound and vision faded, hearing "Jesus!" right before they blacked out.
Hours past and climate changed and they woke up with a hand to the head. Amber got on all fours before standing. She felt weird inside, a tingling sensation channelling through her veins just waiting to be used. Nathan stumbled before stopping himself, his head buzzing, and his hand touched the button on the earpiece. He answered first, "What... What happened?"
"Well, Johnny found his way back here and he... He took Pierce."
"We remember that," Amber said, patching her cell through to the phone call. "He meant... What happened to us?"
"Oh that. You're feeling the effects of my irradiated Saints Flow," Jimmy said, the last three words sounding so realistic. "Irradiated... What the fuck is that?" Amber asked; it didn't seem like an actual word.
"While you were out, I gave you Saints Flow I irradiated with my homemade particle accelerator. I intended to drink it myself, but seeing as I owed you for all this trouble I figured you could use it."
Purple smoke rose from their skin and they laughed. "What's it doing to me? I feel... Really great!"
"It should increase your speed, your strength, allow you to throw fireballs, make you impervious to harm, and other... unknown side effects. My own superhero concoction. Now you guys are ready to go after Johnny."
"Hell yeah, we are!"
"Now this is what I call having powers like a boss!" They sprinted, purple forcefield in front of their legs, pushing cars and people out of their path. "I'm hearing roars in the distance. Triangulating the source and... I got it! Sending you the location now."
Taking off like gods treading among mere mortals, the Leader of the Saints and his girl set out to find their two trusted lieutenants. Meanwhile, their closest friend, Jimmy Torbitson scoured the information highway for news on...
Nathan's face scrunched when he heard Jimmy's voice and said "Umm, Jimmy? What are you doing, buddy?" Hearing a gasp echoing in his head, he scowled. "Closest friend? We've only met you two days ago."
"What... What do you mean? How are you talking to me?"
"You were sprouting crap about gods and mortals. What's that all about?"
"Oh my God. You have telepathic powers! You can hear my thoughts!"
Amber rolled her eyes in distaste; the fact that now a nerd can talk to her mentally, even try and get her number. "Great. That's just great." He joined in, "Of all the heads we could be in, we get yours... Fan-fucking-tastic... Look, just use the damn phone to talk to us, alright?" Silence was swallowed and Amber casually pushed aside a semi truck. "We're fucking powerhouses!"
Throwing a fireball at a pedestrian on a motorbike, he nodded. "With you on that one!" Turning onto a bridge, they weren't far from their destination. "Where we checking now?"
"The apartment crib... Shaundi's Ex's" The little voice in his head said something and she said "Time to kick some National Guard's asses!" He grabbed her and picked her up and she yelped when her feet weren't touching the ground. "Okay, that time you read my mind."
"I could get used to this," she muttered as they reached the apartment. "We're here. I don't see Gat though..."
"Finish off the Saints!" someone cried down the speaker and Amber turned to a-"Cardboard Gat? Are you serious?" A group came running to her from behind and she pressed her wrists together, opened her palms and pushed the air, ejecting a ball of fire from hands. As it impacted, it detonated, annihilating the guards with one action. "Dammit, the military's all over!" Nathan shouted as he charged his power into his fists before punching the ambush.
"You're right! They used speakers to play that roaring sound hoping to lure the Saints out. Oh God, I'm so sorry! I should have seen this coming!" Jimmy sulked down the phone and Amber said "Don't worry boo, with this kinda Saints Flow, they ain't got nothing on this!"
"Look, just find Gat. We're fine here." Nathan ran to another group, crushing bones and tearing muscles with his forcefield. Amber kept on firing purple fireballs, the purple making her spasm in excitement. "So much purple... So much purple..." Nathan looked at her with a questioned face, shrugged and carried on running over the National Guard.
Determined to make up for his mistake, Jimmy Torbitson searched the airwaves for any sound of the lost Johnny Gat. Finding...
"So now you're talking about yourself in third person? Seriously?" Nathan secretly wished that they never went to Jimmy house, because this telepathic power wouldn't have existed for him. But the mention of Pierce made him. And the fact they have powers is truly unbelievable. "Oh right! Sorry... I heard over the radio there's loud roars coming from Planet Saints. I'll be on the phone with you two the whole way."
Running to Planet Saints, all is eerily quiet. A strong female voice shouted "Here they are. Release the brutes!" They looked and saw two massive guys, running to them with mini guns in their hands. "You've gotta be fucking kidding me! Again?"
"Oh no! I've analysed the sound from that second Planet Saints and I think it's another trap!" Purple eyes were rolled, "Really, Jimmy? You don't say?" He turned to a full on collision with a wall and was knocked down with force. "Son of a bitch!" he shouted as he threw a fireball at him. Amber dived to the other and three jabs were all it took to end the life of the big guy. "Oh my, it feels like I'm killing Oleg... oh, never mind."
Another line was processed to her phone and she said "Pierce, is that you?"
"Fizz? Yeah, I'm here with Gat. We're on top of Magarac Bridge and under attack by the military. You've gotta hurry!" Another jeep was destroyed with bare hands and powerful balls of purple fire. "Hang on, Pierce. We're coming! Amber, jump in my arms, we ain't got much time!" She jumped, legs clinging onto his waist, and he ran while she blasted fire at the incoming jeeps and police cars. As they reached a junction in Salander, Nathan slowed down and dropped, eyes sheeting to a pitch black, Amber's too. "Nathan..." she managed to say before passing out.
Waking up with the sounds of sirens, he asked "Jimmy, what... What's happening? I'm getting... tired." Helping Amber up, he held his forehead and tried not to fall asleep on the sidewalk again. "The Saints Flow must be wearing off. I thought it would last an hour, but you're burning through the power too fast. You'll have to stop!"
"Fuck that," she hit the air as if she swatted away an annoying fly. "We're not stopping while Johnny and Pierce are out there."
"We're gonna save them. Who cares if the Flow wears off?" They took off again, faster than light, pushing their muscles to the limit. They were crying when they reached the bridge and both got straight on to dealing with the military. "The Saints rule everywhere!" she shouted as she took out a tank. "You get my blood pumping... to my loins, oh!" he chanted as he took care of waves of SPD. As Amber ended the life of the last person crammed inside another tank, she overbalanced and fell, floating into another light coma. Nathan dropped on one knee then on his stomach, life temporarily fading away. Not again, they thought before their minds drifted somewhere else.
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"Pierce, how did you get up there?" the Boss asked, as he tried to register what just happened. "Gat climbed up the side. But don't worry, called the boys and they're flying in a chopper."
"Good to know."
Rotary blades were heard from above and a dark blue chopper sunk onto the barricaded road. Amber darted to the aircraft's cockpit, grabbing the rocket launcher before she sat down. Nathan came to join her, running his fingers through his hair just as it lifted off. The outbreak of enemy choppers and vehicles came into view and the couple went on an RPG massacre. As they were shooting, Pierce would say "That's right, you got this... Shit, sniper's on the roof...! Careful up there, seeing helicopters fly in... Let's get more like that..! Don't let up on the choppers... They're rolling tanks up the highway...! More heli's to shoot... Shit, nice shot... Damn, you're good...!"
"Pierce is officially my motivational speaker," joked Amber as the chopper hovered near Johnny. Jumping down, they let out a grunt before getting up. "Johnny," he said as he neared the brute. "Come on man, I'm trying to help you."
Pierce gave him the look. "Oh now you wanna try to reason with him."
"Saints... Fail me." Johnny said with a deep voice. Amber was actually thinking that it'll sound similar to Johnny's actual voice; it was nowhere near. "I know, I know Johnny, but-" Nathan gestured his hand to Pierce then back to him. "-we can make it right!" He glared at Pierce and the black man raised his hands, body language saying "Don't even involve me in this conversation." But Nathan's body language read "If he kills me, I'm gonna kill you next!"
"Yeah," Pierce swallowed hard. "We're your friends, Johnny."
"Gat... friend?" Johnny asked, brows furrowing together in confusion and a sniff was heard from the woman behind the Boss. "This is so beautiful..."
The clone looked at his right hand and opened it, letting Nathan put his hand on his palm and clasped it gently. "Come on buddy. Let's get you home." he was tugged back slightly, and tinted glasses met his face. "Stripper pole?" asked Johnny, his voice turning sterner. "That's right, man. Stripper pole."
Amber rushed to Pierce, hugging him and staining his white suit. "Amber... you-never mind."
"I'm sorry."
"For what?"
She let go and started at the black patch on his shoulder, wiping her makeup in a tidy manner. "You'll see."
And so ends the tale of our intrepid heroes. Bound by the bond that they... They uh... Had for each other. Steelport is safe once again. But who knows when the Saints and their new allies may be called on to protect her. The end. Question mark?
"Now that's what I call a story, don't you think babe?" Amber rested the book The Trouble With Clones on the clear coffee table and Nathan said "Loved it. The narration is it was spot on."
"Boss! Why does there have to be a male twin of me?" Kinzie said, marching in front of them with Jimmy by her side. "Both are you are geeks; you can hack security feeds and invent shit I don't even know about. RC gun for example." Amber saw the redhead's bottom lip pout and whispered "Don't worry, Kinz. You're still special. Why don't you two get to work on irradiating more Saints Flow? And please, make sure nobody drinks it."
"Sure. Why not?" She walked off and Josh came to them. "So, when is it gonna start?"
"Soon, Josh. Soon."
When he walked off, Nathan said "When was the last time I visited Angel?" Amber tilted her head to him and asked "Angel? The Herald of the Walking Apocalypse? You know him?"
"Yeah... why?"
"I always wanted to meet Angel. He's like my wrestling idol!" Soft fingers reached for her cheek and a velvety voice said "Why don't we visit him tomorrow? Bring back his spirits?" A kiss was planted on his lips and she jumped up on the couch screaming "I'm gonna see Angel tomorrow!"
Hands pulled her down and she squealed when she was under Nathan. She playfully punched him and he tickled her, making her laugh out loud. Gradually, they stopped and just kissed on the sofa, Amber smiling on his lips.
I think you can tell what the next chapter's gonna be about. Can't you? ;)
