Three Weeks Since the Meeting with the Brotherhood.

"Are you all ready to party!?" Alex called out to the waiting crowd of Saints and their guests. The Hotel had been completely renovated into the Nightclub Purgatory, and right now it was filled with people dressed in their clubbing clothes, either in the lobby, now the main dance floor, or standing on one of the side terraces that lead to the side dance floors. Every surface was colored in Saints purple, white, and black, the décor modern and classy with just a hint of religious themes, albeit twisted to suit the Saints. Of this, there was no better example than the statue that stood behind Alex: the dubbed Saint of all Saints, a voluptuous female angel with short shorts, halter top emblazoned with a fleur-de-lis, and wielding two pistols.

The crowd cheered in response to the Boss's exclamation, all of them ready to celebrate the finishing of their club. But most were also happy at the chance to party. That was just the kind of people that tended to join the Saints.

"Then let's get this shit started!" Dana called out from her DJ booth, and the crowd cheered as the lights dimmed and a laser light show of purple and white started alongside the club music. Alex watched with great satisfaction at the crowd of dancing Saints as he took a sip from his drink.

"Nice place you got here." Alex smiled as he turned around to see Price with Donnie walking down the stairs to Alex's level. "But you could have called my company, we'd have done the whole thing with thirty percent off."

"If I had asked, you'd have done it for free." Alex chided as he shook his glass of whisky. "I am still your Alpha." Alex looked over to Donnie. "Donnie… I've heard much about you." Alex said as he extended a hand to the man beside Price.

"And I've heard a lot about you Mr. Mercer." Donnie said as he shook the offered hand. But when he tried to let go Alex won't let him.

"Oh Joey boy… you shouldn't have done that." Alex said, turning to Price with a vicious smile. Donnie tried pulling away from Alex's iron grip. "Infected are one thing, but to make your own Evolved… that is the sole privilege of the Alpha."

"Price… he's hurting…" Donnie said as he fell to the floor on his knees.

"Now Mercer, we wouldn't want to make a scene here at the opening night of your new club would we?" Price tried to sound sure of himself but that was hard to do with Alex. Not only was he still his Alpha, which had a great effect on Price, but Alex was just scary plain and simple.

"That's where you're wrong. I could shoot the two of you here and now, and no one would care. This is a Saints Club first and foremost. Maybe some of the non-Saints would call the cops but they would be stopped by either a Saint or Dana. The only reason I haven't done something is because it wouldn't do anything to you and that would be a waste." Alex let go of Donnie and stopped focusing on him in the Hive Mind. "Follow me. Now." Alex said before he started walking off to the office that used to be the War Room, which had moved to the new Saints Headquarters further into the underground. Price and Donnie followed Alex into the overviewing office, the windows having been tinted and sound-proofed so no one was going to be hearing or seeing what was going on.

"Listen, I know you're pissed but…" Price stopped talking once he was hit with a black tendril that Alex had shot out the second he closed the door.

"Price!" Donnie called out as he went to his friend only to have a similar tendril impale him as well. The two of them were pushed back to the wall where they were pinned up like hunting trophies. They weren't killed by the act, but it was by no means painless.

"I am the Alpha! That means only I can make Evolved!" Alex yelled as he walked closer to the impaled two. "Donnie, I personally don't care you are in the Hive. You're Price's childhood friend and as such he is perfectly within his rights in the pecking order to make you an Infected and claim you. But what I can not allow is for anyone but me to make Evolved. That goes for everyone, If Gat made Aisha an Evolved I would be giving them a similar talking to. More than likely, I would not be using pain to make my point though." Alex then dropped Donnie but kept Price up on the wall, his face pressed to the wall thus preventing him from talking.

"Alex… please…" Alex quickly shut Donnie up by grabbing his face with his now free hand.

"Donnie, Donnie, Donnie, Donnie, Donnie… I'm not going to kill you. You're family now. To be exact you're part of Price's family, but Price is part of mine. You will not have to pay for his mistake. He won't die either, he likely thought I would never recover from my coma and came to believe the rules didn't apply anymore." Alex said, looking back to Price before then detaching him from the impaling Blacklight spike. "So let's talk…" Alex said dropping Donnie and walking over to the office's desk. "You are now Evolved, immortality is yours to enjoy… now what?" Alex asked, knowing the answer before it was given.

"Uh… I might have heard that Lin got out of jail…" Donnie said reluctantly, clearly still shaken up by the last five minutes and the rapid change in topics.

"Before you finish, No… and there are several reasons too." Alex said as he sat down in the desk chair. "First off… She is my Gamma, as such she is mine." Alex might have put a little too much possessive tone to that, but the point had to be made. "If she wants to start something with anyone else then that's her business but as her Alpha… there will never be anyone that could compare in her mind." Alex could feel the anger building in Donnie.

"So?! That's just what you think! I've seen guys like you before, so sure of yourself, thinking that you're perfect…"

"Hey… I'm both perfect and imperfect all at the same time." Alex interrupted. "This isn't my opinion, this is what Lin thinks. Secondly, you may be an Evolved but you're just an Evolved Noble. Lin is above your station, she's a Gamma. It's like how the royal family is above the commoners. And lastly… whatever you think you two had was fake… a cover so that she could get in with the Rollerz."

"I want to hear it from her." Donnie demanded defiantly. Alex sighed and pressed a button on the intercom.

"Yeah, what is it boss?" Lin's voice certainly had an effect on Donnie.

"Donnie has proclaimed his love for you." Alex said in an almost serious tone. Though the other side of that tone was clearly annoyed. "I have told him of the situation, but he refuses to accept reality and wants to hear it from you." There was a quiet that followed Alex speaking.

"Who the fuck is Donnie?" Lin answered and Alex couldn't hold back the laughter.

"Fucking goddamn! That is cold!" Alex howled in laughter. "Fuck! She doesn't even remember you. Lin! Donnie is that dude you saved to get in with Sharp."

"You mean the pissant that stood by while I bled out? How the fuck does he think we have somethin' going on?" Alex was on the floor at this point and Donnie was as pale as a ghost.

Two days later

Alex was going over the numbers of the club, it was doing really well. People were having fun and he was making money. Everything was perfect. Alex heard the door open, hoping that it wasn't some problem that would ruin his good mood.

"Hey boss." Carlos said as he came in with Shaundi and a woman he had a vague memory of. "This is Laura, she's figured out how to make the Loa Dust." Carlos said as he sat in front of Alex's desk.

"Is that so… so anything special in it?" Alex asked Laura as she came over with Shaundi.

"Well I won't bore you with the details dear, I'll give then to Shaundi before I leave." Alex already could tell that he really wanted this woman's pie recipe collection. "But I can tell you that there is some very good pot in there."

"That's all… that doesn't answer some of the questions I have about the stuff. But if we can make it and sell it for less than the Sons then who gives a fuck." Alex sighed before spinning himself in his chair in mock celebration.

"Now all we need to do is stop the Sons from making any more, keep on bleeding them dry." Carlos said trying to get them back on track.

"The chem side should be easy to track down, shipping records and finding the Sons' shell corporations." Alex said as he leaned back thinking over the issue. "Just follow the money, but the pot. That they can produce all on their own. They can even grow it locally."

"Oh fuck…" Shaundi mumbled to herself as she remembered something. "… I'm an idiot."

"Something you'd like to share?" Alex asked, expecting this to be good but late news.

"I may have dated this guy in college who would sell for the Sons, and he mentioned that they used to grow all their shit on a farm off campus." Shaundi admitted.

"And this is coming up now why?" Alex wasn't really that mad, just amused.

"I forgot…"

"You're right, you are an idiot, but a loveable hippy idiot so I'll let it slide…" Alex waved off before turning to Carlos. "We have a sudden need for pot, and the Sons already set up a place to make it. I want that farm by the weekend." Carlos nodded and stood up to make the calls telling the Saints to start prepping for a takeover. Alex then turned to Laura. "Thank you for all your hard work, in payment I will have my sister digitally ruin the bitch of your choice on the Stilwater PTA."

"Well that just sounds delightful! Thank you very much."

"Carefully… carefully… a little to the left… there! Stop!" Atshushi called out to the Legionaries who were handling the glass case that the former Blackwatch scientist was so concerned about. "There… just gently place it down… there you go." Atshushi said, watching his newest specimen prudently as the case containing it was lowered onto the examination table.

"Creator, what is the importance of this small creature?" One of the Legionaries not carrying the glass box asked. They had begun to get curious in the last few weeks, usually to answer questions that the memories given to them couldn't answer. They mostly asked him and either one of the new Gammas, due to the fact if Alex or one of the Betas came around they would be too busy kneeling to ask. Atshushi attributed this to a variation of puberty, them seeking out what they didn't understand, minus the rebellious aspect as both their biology and developing culture would not allow for it. So they asked questions... a lot of them at times.

"This! Is the Assassin Bug, scientifically named the Reduviidae. It is a insect with an interesting feeding method. It uses a long rostrum to inject a lethal saliva that liquefies the insides of the unfortunate insect they happen to catch, they then suck out the insides. The saliva contains enzymes that digest the tissues they swallow, thus providing the nutrients the Reduviidae needs."

"What use is this dishonorable bug to you." Another Legionary asked, Atshushi wasn't surprised that they thought poorly of the ambush style of attack. As creatures meant for frontline attack and honorable combat, the idea of hiding in ambush attacks would be frowned upon.

"I need it for a new stealth unit for the Hive, and I decided that the Reduviidae's method of feeding would also be a excellent means of disposal of the body as my Blacklight Constructs are unable to consume due to a hardened cell structure. I could have used one of the many strains, but I can only do so much with the potential of human DNA. Sometimes you just need to go back to mother nature to find what you need."

"No… dad… no you don't need to come back to Stilwater… no… Alex is doing just fine… no he's not in jail anymore….yes he broke out… yes I know… dad… dad… he would kill you if you came… no I care that… okay that was unnecessary… I'm hanging up now and if you come to Stilwater I'm writing a bad review for your next book on every review site." Dana said before hanging up on her father and sighing out loud. "Dad might be coming back." She turned to her brother who was laying back in his own pool chair.

"I will kill him if he does." Alex said, not moving from his spot. He was relaxing by his pool and he was not going to let his father ruin that. "So did you find the Sons shipments of the chemical components for their Loa Dust?"

"Yeah, they figured out a neat way to get them through onto the island, hiding them in fish. They buy these big-ass fish, then stuff them full of bags and bottles of the needed chemicals."

"Smart idea… might steal that too." Alex smirked as he nodded at the prospect of taking even more from the Sons. The two siblings continued their sunbathing for a while until it was Alex's turn to get a call. "Ugh… what?" Alex said answering his phone. "Whoa… calm the fuck down… what do you mean it happened again?"

"Alex?" Dana asked anxiously since there were a number of things that could be disastrous if they happened again.

"… Well just get the… remains stashed away and we'll make arrangements for the families. We'll handle the farm ourselves… and by that I mean we're killing everything standing in our way!" Alex roared into the phone before hanging up. "All of them… the whole crew we set up to take over the farm… all of them were killed." Alex explained to his sister not looking at her and not entirely explaining to her but more just stating it for himself.

"What?! How is that possible. You only made that plan yesterday."

"That's not the scary part. All of them were found at Purgatory's mission house. Their heads were resting on the pews, and all of them were branded with the same Loa symbol on their forehead."

"Just like that Infected Carlos sent to get the Loa Dust."

"Yeah… something is going on. But we now know that it wasn't because Manuel was Infected, it was because he had a tie to the Saints. The question is how did they know he had a tie to the Saints? He never did before, but now we got a second occurrence with the Saints as the clear targets."

"Alex… something about this just feels wrong."

"Yeah…" Alex said absentmindedly before snapping his fingers. Mileena quickly responded and dropped down from the roof of the Villa. "I need you to investigate the Sons of Samedi, be sure to be as careful as you can be." Alex ordered to his Beta. "And be careful, they were able to mask Manuel from the Hive Mind. I doubt I would miss my Beta being masked but still." Mileena nodded and jumped back to the roof of the Villa and the glided off toward Sons territory.

"Must be nice having your own Super Ninja." Dana joked before returning to her sunbathing.

"This was not your fuck up." Alex said as a Saints loaded a dismembered head into a box to be sent to funeral house. Alex thought that in addition to the already infuriating insult of killing his men, the act of not even giving the families a full body was just cruel. To just give the head, on paper it sound preferable to just the body, but it wasn't. It reminded people just how small they were, that this small piece of meat was what held what we as people were. It seemed cruel to Alex to just have so little of someone you knew

"How am I not responsible for this!?" Carlos demanded. "This is the second time my orders have resulted in this shit!" Alex quickly glared down his Gamma.

"First off, Manuel never signed up for either the Hive or the Saints. He was just a bystander that got caught up in all this because Tanya wanted free food one day. Second, we had no way of knowing that the Sons could do what they did to Manuel on this scale and this quickly."

"But… it was still my…"

"Carlos… everyone in the Saints knows that they can die any day, whether it's in some drive-by or a fight for a neighborhood. But they are still Saints because they know we're fighting for our city! They're fighting for Julius' dream of a gang that helps the people it comes from of instead of just oppressing them. When something goes wrong and it's your fault, I will call you out, but only when you fuck up." Alex said before returning to the sight of the killed Saints. "I've decided that from now on any attack on the Sons will either be directly and personally handled by myself or Gat. When we take a 'hood from them it will be done with us on the battlefield. As for the farm… I'm letting the Hive handle it."

"You don't mean…"

"Yes… I do."

Several Sons of Samedi members waited outside the gates to their private farm. They were on the lookout for either the Brotherhood or the Saints, but a few of them had heard that the Saints recently got their asses handed to them by Mr. Sunshine for even trying to gather men to take the farm.

It was just the kind of thing many of them expected out of Mr. Sunshine, because while many of them feared the priest of the Loa, they all knew that with him on their side the gangs of Stilwater would have no chance against them.

At the moment, there were five guards at the front gate. Two were trying to look intimidating with their machetes, one was playing on her phone, and two others were passing a blunt between them. They all stopped what they were doing when three garbage trucks rolled over and stopped in front of the gate. Three of the Sons weren't stoned and knew that this was likely a attack while the two that were stoned were confused.

The backs of the garbage trucks opened and the Sons were prepared to fight some Saints. They all had heard the story of how the Saints had used a delivery truck to ambush the Carnales, but instead of Saints or even humans, what came out of the trucks were monsters. Out from the middle truck jumped four large creatures who viciously impaled four of the guards with the bone swords that shot out of their arms. The final guard was quickly killed by a bone barb cutting through his head, slicing it into thirds.

The Legionaries all filed out of their transports and quickly took up a perimeter line at the gate. Those that could do so without compromising the integrity of the defensive line kneeled as their Alpha stepped out of the middle truck with his new bio-gun fully formed on his right arm.

It had the same shape as the bio-guns that the Legionaries used, only with the color changed from flesh and bio-luminescent blue to Alex's normal black and red with the bio-luminescent parts of the gun orange. The changes also included a web of Blacklight tendrils connecting the gun to the center of in his hand, to his arm, and further to his shoulder.

"Alright! Let's take this place with minimal loss of property. I want to be able to use it once we clear it out." They all saluted and the Legionary squads quickly moved out ,leaving Alex and his Praetorian Guard squad to cover the main gate. Alex watched as the Blacklight Constructs moved through the farm quietly, all of them trained to perfection and acting perfectly in sync with each other. He smiled as he brought up his phone to his ear. "Gat? You ready at the other entrance."

"Oh yeah, any of these fuckers try to leave the bloodbath I'll be ready. But I gotta say, kinda hoping they do." Gat chuckled into the phone.

"Don't worry, we'll get some murdering in soon enough."

"Yeah, that asshole that keeps killing our boys." Gat growled, just as pissed as Alex was.

"This Mr. Sunshine, I have Mileena looking into him and the Sons at large. I've been keeping a close eye on her in the Hive Mind and so far everything seems normal. Still, I'm not taking any chances."

"I wouldn't worry about that girl, she's just as much a crazy bitch as any Saint is." Gat joked before the two hung up and returned to taking the farm.

"Everybody get out!" Mr. Sunshine called as he and the General entered the record shop. They had come to ask Veteran Child a simple question, whether he had the mental capacity to answer it was to be seen. To Mr. Sunshine's irritation no one in the shop paid him any mind… until he killed one of the customers with his machete. Then they all ran out screaming, as was proper.

"What's… uh… what's up guys?" Veteran Child asked nervously. Good, he would be easy to crack once again.

"The Saints took my farm… every attempt to reclaim it has resulted in failure." The General informed the brat. Mr. Sunshine meanwhile was scaring off the last person left in the shop other than the three.

"That's some shitty luck." Veteran Child said trying to distance himself as far from the problem as he could.

"What I don't understand is why this happened in the first place." The General asked calmly as he paced in front of the boy. "The Farm is one of our most prized resources, as well as our most secret."

"Well how'd they find out then." The boy said, not realizing he was digging his own grave.

"Why don't you tell me?" The General asked as Mr. Sunshine drew closer.

"I don't know wh…

"Stop lying."

"Dude, I said I don't…" Mr. Sunshine quickly grabbed ahold of the brat's neck and lifted him to the wall.

"And he said, stop. Lying." Mr. Sunshine said getting even closer with his blade right behind.

"I'm tellin' you the truth man, I don't know how they found out…" Veteran Child pleaded.

"Then you aren't very useful to me…" The General waved off the pleas of the boy. But Mr. Sunshine knew more, the Loa told him that this brat knew more than he thought, all he needed was the encouragement to dig a little deeper. And that is what the sound of metal running harmlessly across flesh was for. Itself harmless, but what it could turn into not so much.

"I don't know how they found out… but I got some ideas…" There it was… people always knew more than they thought they did.

"Enlighten us." The General said turning back to the boy.

"I used to date this bitch Shaundi… and there's a chance, and I mean a small fuckin' chance… that I might have gotten stoned and told her about the Farm."

"Where is this Shaundi?" The General demanded.

"Word is she rolls with the Saints now…" That was not the right answer, so pain was required. Mr. Sunshine pushed the boy back and placed his machete to his neck.

"Let him go…" Mr. Sunshine looked back to the General… and then released the boy only when the Loa confirmed that it was what needed to be done. "Veteran Child, you will go kill this Shaundi… if you fail to do this, Mr. Sunshine will burn you alive. Does this sound fair?"

"Uh…"

"Excellent… let us be on our way." The General said as he and Mr. Sunshine walked out of the store leaving the distressed boy alone with his fears. The two entered the limo and were soon back on the road. "Make sure to prepare a true attack once he fails in his task." The General stated as they sat back in their spots.

"Of course General."

"Do not think you are above blame in the loss of the Farm. You assured me that the Saints crew that had gathered to take it were they themselves taken care of."

"They were, General, the Saints used something else to take the Farm… something even the Loa fear, something they can neither see nor foretell the actions of." Mr. Sunshine spoke the truth. The Loa did tell him of the names and faces of those wishing to bring harm to the Farm and he did take care of them. But when the Farm was taken, the Loa called out in confusion and hate. They did not like being tricked and disobeyed.

"I cannot accept that… the loss of the Farm is as much your fault as it is the boy's. He may have given the secret of the farm away, but it was you that failed to protect it." This was not good, The General was drifting from the Loa.

"But General, loss is a part of war… after all… War is a Nightmare."

"I understand my friend… the loss of the farm has simply clouded my mind. Let us focus on more important matters."

"Sooo… this dumbass thought he could sneak into Purgatory and kidnap you?" Alex asked turning to Shaundi from the tied up stoner that apparently was her ex-boyfriend that told her about the farm.

"Yeah… either he's stupider than I remembered or something made him try a death by Saint." Shaundi said as she leaned down to try to poke Veteran Child awake. "Man… he's still as useless as I remember though."

"What should we do with him? I kind of like his radio station so I would prefer not to kill him if we didn't have to." Alex sighed.

"He did try to kill me boss."

"I don't count that against him, his plan was so dumb it bordered on suicide. More than likely he subconsciously wanted to get caught." Alex explained before he smacked Veteran Child awake.

"What?! What's… oh fuck…" Veteran Child said as he noticed the abundance of purple in the office he was tied down in.

"Oh fuck indeed… care to tell me why you came here to kill Shaundi?" Alex asked as he circled the DJ.

"F-fuck you man!" Veteran Child stuttered nervously, clearly starting to get the idea of who he was talking to. "Just kill me already, it's a hell of a lot better than what they'll do if you don't."

"Are they planning on killing you with butter, a hundred sticks of dynamite, and a raccoon? Because I've been wanting to try that idea out for a long ass time." Alex chuckled crazily as he stopped in front of his prisoner.

"Oh man… you're just as bad as they are… alright, alright! I'll tell you everything if you just don't let Mr. Sunshine take me!"

"Mr. Sunshine?" Shaundi said like he was joking.

"What do you know about him?" Alex asked, completely serious.

"What? This sunshine guy is real? You're kidding."

"I don't know where he came from, but he and the General go way back. And every time he does something that would get anyone else on the General's shit list, nothing happens. He keeps taking people off the street and they aren't heard from again." All of these things didn't paint a very good picture for Alex, but at the same time… it didn't answer questions about the Sons. All it said was that Mr. Sunshine was likely a man from war-torn Africa, likely with history as a killer and torturer with a focus on the religious worship of the Loa pantheon. "And he does this freaky shit where he can choke you Vader style just by lookin' at you." That… caught Alex's attention.

"I'm guessing he actually did that to you?" Alex asked giving his full attention to the DJ.

"Yeah, lots of times."

"Shaundi… I want you to take Veteran Child back, deep into the Saints headquarters and lock every door you can find." Alex said carefully. "Don't open the door for anyone but me or Gat."

"Why boss… what's going on."

"Just do what I say!" Alex ordered before walking out of the office.

Author's Notes

Ohhh... something freaky deeky is going on. Next chapter will have Alex face off with Sunshine. Also, a new Blacklight creature... and this one will be cute... well... as cute as a Blacklight creature can be.

Reviews

Notsae - yeah not doing the Zin, and Alex will be taking the Saints global. I have so many plans.

Rmarcano321 - PM, yes... yes they are.

IAmPedobear - thank you and could please specify exactly what you like the most so I may continue and expand on it. It helps.

Xalimech - Its fine, but what I was saying is like what do they do for the hive. Not a big fan of doing things because that's cool. I like to have some reason for it. but thank you for any ideas you might have regardless.

LORD DESTRYUK - I don't plan on having Killbane as the big bad of SR3... someone from Prototype has that spot... hehehe... oh... the plans I have. Matt will be around, as will all the cast of SR3.