Once I had got to my house, I walked in and I sat down, not bothering to think. I just sat down on my couch and stared at the floor. I sat there motionless, not even daring to blink. I had to be sitting there for about a minute or two before I finally got up and decided to change into pajamas. I got into bed and closed my eyes, slowly falling asleep.

It had been three or possibly more days and I stayed in my house, doing whatever I had pleased myself to do. I didn't pay attention the calendar or to my phone. I didn't even know what was happening. No one bothered to fill me in. I got up off my couch from my twenty minute nap and saw a text from Pierce. It read: "Shaundi, hurry up and get to the penthouse! We need your help!" I groaned. I didn't even want to leave the comfort of my home. I grabbed my car keys and walked out the door.

Driving, I saw weird jets fly around Steelport and weird vehicles pass by me. I had to ask myself over and over who these guys were. I had finally got to the penthouse and with my K-6 Krukov, I began fighting off the armored men shooting at us with lazer guns.

"Pierce, who the fuck are these guys?!" I yelled over the gun fire.

"I don't know!" He yelled back. I sighed. I ran back and took cover behind a newsstand. I grabbed my phone and called Boss.

"Boss you seeing this? I got reports from the crew. These guys they won't stop." I said.

"Are they attacking anyone but us?" She asked.

"I don't know, but we've been running for cover and fighting these guys off."

"Okay. Just stay put and we'll be there soon." She said before hanging up.

"We?" I asked. I stood up and began shooting at them. All at once, the Saints ran into the penthouse as soon as Boss had pulled up. I watched as Boss had arrived in the elevator and walked in with one of the DeWynter sisters. I put my gun to her head.

"Shaundi." Boss warned. "Put your gun down."

"Why? So, she can injure another one of us?" She rolled her eyes.

"That wasn't me!" She exclaimed. I rolled my eyes.

"Which one are you?"

"Viola." I put my gun down.

"Where's your sister?" Boss asked. She looked down.

"Dead."

"Who killed her?" Pierce asked.

"Killbane. That's why I want to be in the Saints. Killbane needs to get a taste of his own medicine." She said. I sighed.

"Welcome to the Saints." I said regrettably. She smiled slightly.

All at once, everyone turned their attention to the elevator that made an annoying ding before someone had come up. It was Johnny.

"Who the fuck are those guys?" He asked, putting his gun on his shoulder. I furrowed my eyebrows. I was confused. I was sure he was going to quit the Saints.

"Don't know. But we have to figure it out." We walked down the steps and that's when I got even more confused.

"Who the fuck are these guys?" I asked as I looked at unfamiliar people. "What's going on?"

"New lieutenants." Pierce answered. "That's Kinzie, Oleg, Angel, and Zimos." I smiled slightly as they looked at me. "We were also going to tell you Johnny came back, but then we figured not to."

"Why the fuck not?"

"Because, we figured you'd go crazy and start jumping up and down." Pierce smiled at his little joke as the Saints chuckled.

"That's funny." I said, laughing sarcastically before punching him in the shoulder. "So, what's next Boss?" I asked

"I don't know. All I know is we gotta get rid of the Syndicate and whoever those guys are." She replied.

"STAG." Kinzie suddenly spoke up, not bothering to look up from her computer.

"What?" We all asked in confusion.

"STAG. They're a police organization." She replied. "But it's going to take a while before getting them to leave Steelport. They're pretty powerful." She added.

"How powerful?" Angel asked.

"I can't determine. All I know is they have top quality stuff. So, I would watch out on pissing off the cops. They could kill you with one shot to the body."

A/N: I'm sorry if this story is being rushed or scattered. But I hope you guys like it.