I was pissed. Pissed beyond pissed. I put the fucking P in pissed. Why? Cause Johnny wouldn't let me do shit.
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I groaned, and kicked the dirt with my sneaker. I heard gunshot after gunshot. And every one just made me even madder. I was the one that told them about the missionary. I was the one that brought them here. I can HANDLE myself. And guess who's isn't helping clear the basement? If you guessed Elena Gat, you're absolutely right.
I rolled my eyes and stomped the ground. Apparently, Jonathan Gat didn't think I was "capable" enough to help. And yeah, I pulled out his full name. I was that annoyed.
"I don't want you getiting hurt."
"It's not safe down there."
Yeah well guess what buddy? It's not exactly rainbows and unicorns on the streets! I CAN HELP.
A couple minutes later the shooting stopped. I guess they cleaned the place out. That or they ran out of bullets. 50/50 chance of both scenarios. I heard the door burst open, and I looked up. Some homeless man was running full force, straight at me, a crazy look in his eyes, and his mouth foaming.
Well, shit.
When he got close enough, I kicked him in the gut, sending him backwards. He charged again, and attempted to throw a right hook punch, but I blocked it, and sent an uppercut to his jaw. I heard a loud crack, and his head flew back.
I saw Johnny and Boss burst through the doors, guns drawn, and I hissed. I'll show Johnny what I can do.
I grabbed the guy by his tattered shirt, and slammed him against the side of the car. I kneed him in the groin, and he doubled over. I took him by the hair, and repeatedly slammed his head against the hood. A good couple of hits and his skull cracked.
I grasped his shirt again, and threw him on the ground. And just for dramatic effect, I spit on him.
I looked up, and Johnny and No Name were slack jawed, their guns still raised. I shrugged my shoulders, leaned back against Johnny's car, and folded my arms across my chest.
"Well, um, good one Elena." Boss coughed awkwardly, and I raised my eyebrows at Johnny.
Told you so.
"C'mon, lets get a better look at this place," Boss suggested, and she tucked her pistol in the waistband of her jeans.
I followed No Name through the dilapidated building, with Johnny bringing up the rear. We went down hallways and stairs, finally reaching the grand, (well, once grand) staircase. The floor was littered with rotted wood, trash, and a fire was burning in the center. It had an overwhelming smell of piss, shit, and homelessness. I cringed, this was definitely unexpected.
"So," Johnny said, "Whatchu think?"
The Boss looked around, unimpressed. "It's kind of a shithole."
Johnny threw a dead body off of a couch, sat down, and put his feet up.
"True that, but it's a shithole with potential."
"I don't know man," the Boss said doubtfully, joining my brother on the couch.
I wandered around, and eventually made my way to the, um, courtyard? Whatever the fuck you want to call it. I guess it was more like ruins. Well I wandered about there, staring at the weeds, which held no doubt in my mind that they were drugs.
"I can see it," I said loudly, my voice echoing off the walls. "Some flat screens, nicer furniture, maybe even a gym or something. It'll be great."
I rejoined them in front of the lame fire. I can see the Boss considering things, on the fence between yes and no.
"And a shit load of purple. We gotta bathe this place in it." I added, trying to give her that final push.
She sighed, and chuckled. "Alright, let's give it a shot."
"Woohoo!" I cheered, fist pumping the air.
"We'll do more than give it a shot! We'll fight, succeed, rebuild! And everyone will remember us again!" I ranted, getting myself worked up. I waved my arms, and jumped onto one of the couches with zeal.
"We'll paint the town purple, and Stilwater will be ours once more! They'll all regret taking it from us! People will not dare to say our name, because even a mere whisper will send them shaking, cowering in fear! No one fucks with the Saints!" I screamed, raising my fist in the air, still shaking with emotion.
"Well shit, maybe you should be the Boss." No Name joked, her eyes wide at my outburst.
I shook my head, "Just something I've been holding in for years."
I plopped down on the couch next to Johnny, and he sent a small smile my way. He wrapped an arm around my shoulders, and leaned down, his voice just above a whisper.
"That was great Ellie, I'm proud of you."
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That was the greatest thing Johnny could have ever said to me.
Unfortunately, the happiness and excitement was short lived. The Boss said we needed to clear the place, and with no crew; the job fell upon us three.
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"You know, this ain't exactly what I had in mind for my day." Johnny complained, tossing another body into the pile.
Over the past hour and a half, Johnny, the Boss, and I have been clearing out all the dead bodies. We arranged them into a huge pile, so it would be easier to burn them or something.
"Yo we gotta clean this place out." No Name explained, carrying a corpse.
"Yo, I'm not a fucking janitor!" Johnny bitched, dragging another body.
Damn, I've only cleared like, eight bodies, No Name and Johnny been cleaning out the most. It's not my fault my arms are so skinny! Maybe I should lift weights.
"No shit, you're a goddamn diva." The Boss teased. I bursted out laughing, completely dropping the body I was dragging.
Johnny sent me an evil look, and turned his attention towards the Boss again.
"C'mon, this is the kinda shit people who just got canonized should have to do."
"Good idea! We'll just ask some of the crew for help!" The Boss mocked, and walked over to the nearest dead guy.
"Hey buddy! Wanna help? No? Looks like we're doing this ourselves."
Johnny groaned, and threw his hands in the air.
"That's my point, we can't run a gang if we don't have, you know, a fucking gang!"
No Name sighed, "You said it yourself, most of the old crew are either dead or busted by Troy. We're gonna have to start fresh."
The Boss turned around, and made her way towards the stairs.
"Yeah well lets get on that cause I'm done mopping up blood." Johnny declared, stalking after the Boss.
I rolled my eyes, and crossed my arms across my chest.
"This kid Carlos helped me bust out. He seems alright but we're gonna need more. What do you think?" The woman offered, placing her hands on her hips.
Carlos huh? Must be some helluva guy if he helped the Boss get outta prison.
"Yo I met some people in jail who might work. Lemme make some calls." Johnny took his phone out, and began to punch in some numbers.
Jail buddies? I shivered, just thinking about guys in jail, and what they did if you dropped the soap...
"Once I find where these bitches are you're gonna have to show them you're the real deal you know? They won't just follow anybody."
"It won't be a problem," No Name assured, ascending the stairs once again.
"Hey, before you go, what sort of crew you looking for?" Johnny asked.
"Some loyal motherfuckers wouldn't be bad." I murmured, and I can tell the Boss heard me; since her mouth turned into a tight frown.
"Yeah, let's start out with loyalty." She nodded, continuing her ascent.
Johnny followed her up, and I had no choice but to follow.
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Carlos...shit, I miss him so much. His smile, his laugh, his caring personality. I would do anything to get him back. Well, not just him, I'd do whatever it took to bring back all the people I've lost...anything.
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A/N: Sorry this took so long! I started a new school semester, and now I have all the hard classes. :( I wrote an awesome Valentines Day one-shot, but when I posted it, all these numbers came up! FanFiction fix yo shit! Also, the school musical is next week, so I've been busy with that. What if Saints Row was a musical? I would pay so much money to see it. I read that they wanted to make a SR movie, but it got dropped. WHY GOD!? I still haven't finished Gat out of Hell, I've been messing around with all the other DLC's. Anyway, lemme know what you guys think! More action, more fluff, more of what? I want to make this as best as possible so let me know! And I will never disregard ideas! Whatever you guys want, I'll do my best to achieve it. Well I should be sleeping, it's really late and I have school in the morning. Please review! Love you guys!