Trojan Whores

It was just another day for Vince, the leader of the Saints. He had taken on some tasks from some contacts to either take out some people or to steal cars, as long as there was money involved. He even bought some more property to let the Syndicate know that the Saints were moving in on Steelport, as to him, it wouldn't hurt to have some power and influence in another city.

He was driving down Yearwood on Carver Island, which was Luchadores territory and strolled right by the Steelport Arena, where the marquee at the top was advertising the upcoming MurderBrawl event as tickets were still available. He pulled over as he had a message from Pierce that said:

Hey, Z, Johnny, and I are thinking of throwing a party tonight. Call me up to see what's up.

Vince parked his car on the side of the road that was close to the arena and made the call.

"Hey, Boss, what's shakin'?" Pierce said.

"Pierce, you're going to throw a party? What's going on here?" Vince said.

"Hell yeah, why not throw a celebration after we took over all of Downtown Steelport? With all we been doing, it's only a matter of time until Steelport is ours," Pierce said.

"Hold up, this is just so sudden," Vince said. "I'm all for a little celebration, but a party?"

"Oh, come on, Boss, live a little," Pierce said. "I mean we used to throw parties at our crib in Stilwater, right? What's so different about this?"

"Good point, what do you have in mind?" Vince said.

"We get some strippers down here and just have ourselves a good time," Pierce said.

"Don't you think we should go to Technically Legal for that?" Vince said.

"They've already been called and paid for," Pierce said. "They're on their way now as we speak."

"Oh, Pierce, I know I give you shit sometimes, but you really got what it takes to take care of shit," Vince said with mild touch of sarcasm in his voice.

"That's why I'm the 'face of the Saints,'" Pierce said. "See you here in a bit. Me, Z, and Johnny are already ready for this."

Vince sighed. "I wonder what I would do without you. I'll be at the crib in a bit."

After the call had ended, he had received a message from Shaundi, telling him to call her. So he did just that and the call went through.

"Hello?" Shaundi said.

"Hey, Shaundi, I was just…," Vince said.

"Are you fucking kidding me?" Shaundi said.

"Whoa, what'd I do?" Vince said.

"A party, we're throwing a fucking party, now?" Shaundi said.

"It's already going on?" Vince said. "Wow."

"Wait, you knew?" Shaundi said. "This was Pierce's idea, huh? I should have known. Oh, I'm going to kill him."

"Hold on, Shaundi, you're not killing Pierce," Vince said.

"You're taking his side?" Shaundi said.

"I'm not doing anything. He, Zimos, and Johnny just wanted to celebrate after taking over Downtown," Vince said.

"Zimos, I should have known he was a part of this after seeing all of these women with their asses and tits hanging out," Shaundi said. "I'm surprised Johnny's even involved."

"Hey, you should know that Johnny sometimes likes to watch women dance," Vince said. "It sounds to me like you have an issue with all of this. Just don't do anything, okay? I'll be there in a bit."

Though the phone, Shaundi shrugged. "Fine, I'll see you at the penthouse."

Right when the call had ended, Vince had wondered what happened to Shaundi. Even though the Saints were in the middle of a war of their own, it wouldn't hurt to celebrate every once in a while. After he had helped Zimos with getting his business back, he saw that Zimos was ready to celebrate, but Vince knew it wasn't the right time. But after taking over Downtown Steelport, it was actually a good time for them. But Shaundi didn't think so. Maybe if Shaundi were to lighten up a bit, she could probably cut loose like she used to.

Vince had arrived at the garage of the Saints HQ. Shaundi stood right by the elevators.

"There you are!" Shaundi said as Vince was getting out of the car.

"Whoa, hold on, you're not up there?" Vince said.

"Why would I be? Why is there a party going on?" Shaundi said.

"Why are you upset about this?" Vince said.

"Oh come on, don't you know that we have some business to deal with?" Shaundi said.

"Said the woman who used to get high and party all the time," Vince said under his breath.

"What did you just say?!" Shaundi said.

"Oh nothing," Vince said. "Let's go up there."

The Boss and Shaundi went to the elevator to go up to the penthouse. Inside the penthouse, many of the Saints ranging from Saint Rocco, Aimee, Lucy, Dave, Tony, and many others, all of whom were having a good time. Pierce and Zimos stood on a balcony close to the railing, while Johnny was sitting on the couch below getting a lap dance from a stripper. All of this was happening with "Honeys in the Place" from Aaron Wheeler playing over the speakers.

Vince and Shaundi walk towards Zimos and Pierce, and it wasn't long until Johnny looked up, which prompted him to go upstairs as well.

"What's going on here, Pierce?" Shaundi said. "We are in the middle of a war and you're throwing a fucking party?!"

"Well, when you say it like that, sure it sounds bad," Pierce said.

Zimos added, "I was saddled up in a human-pony show, but you see me crying about it, little girl?"

"I swear to God I will shove that thing down your throat-hole," Shaundi said, referring to Zimos's gold microphone.

"Whoa, Shaundi, you got to kick back and cut loose sometimes," Pierce said.

"Hey, what's going on here?" Johnny said, who came in to jump in.

Shaundi turned towards Johnny. "What's going on is that we're forgetting about what's really important here. After all, we all thought you were dead."

"But I'm not and we're just having a good time," Johnny said. "Besides, it's weird hearing that coming from you, when you used to smoke and get high all the time."

"People change," Shaundi said.

"Pierce and Johnny are right, you know," Vince said.

"Whatever, I can't believe I'm hearing this," Shaundi said and just stormed off and shoved a stripper aside to get out of her way.

"Damn, girl!" Pierce yelled as Shaundi walked away. "Life is for the living and shit, know what I'm saying?"

Pierce sighed, as Vince, Johnny, and Zimos continued to hang out and party.

"Man, if this was how Shaundi used to be, she would be all for this," Pierce said.

"I know people change or grow sometimes, and I know I want to take down the Morningstar," Johnny said. "But shit, we need to relax every now and then, you know?"

"I know that," Vince said. "Come on, guys, let's go have some fun.

The music kept blaring over the speakers as many scantily-clad women danced around. Several of them were dressed in sexy nurse gear, as well as sexy cop gear, and some even looked like sexy demons or angels. Some even dressed like cheerleaders, cowgirls, and schoolgirls.

Johnny, Zimos, Pierce, and Vince all sat around on the couch as a stripper dressed like a dark angel climbed over the sofa. For some reason, Pierce had his .44 Shepherd in hand, but wasn't intending to shoot anybody. Zimos had a bottle of beer in his hand.

"What's up, girl?" Pierce said to the stripper.

The angel stripper went up to Pierce and pushed him right to the couch and straddled herself onto him, like she was ready to give him a lap dance. The stripper smiled and gave a seductive moan to him, causing Pierce to sit back and relax and close his eyes. But the stripper saw the pistol he laid right beside him, as she picked it up and guided right to the front of Pierce's face. Vince heard a clicking sound and turned around and saw the stripper pointing the pistol right to Pierce's face. She was ready to blow Pierce's brains out, so Vince reacted, pushed the stripper's hand up and decked her right in the face, causing a gunshot to go right to ceiling.

The gunshot caught the attentions of Pierce, Zimos, and Johnny, as well as the music to stop. Just then, several strippers drew pistols from above on the stairs. The main Saints members looked up and realized what was about to happen. Everyone spread out before they would eat lead as the stripper assassins started to open fire.

"Shit! These hos ain't hos!" Pierce yelled.

"Ya think?" Johnny said.

"No time for this, guys," Vince said. "We need to take these bitches out! Spread out, all of you!"

After they all got up, they all drew their pistols, which they happened to have on them. Pierce even picked up the gun that the stripper was about to pop him with.

Many of the other Saints drew their weapons, while any other guests, as well as unarmed strippers, whom probably weren't among the assassins that were brought in, just ran out to the back area. Vince told them to keep out of sight or to just get out of the building while they could.

"What's happening?" Zimos said as he started to run and shoot any armed strippers.

"Your party sucks," Vince said.

"Hey, can we worry about the crazy bitches with guns?" Pierce said.

"Never thought I would have to do this, but here I am," Johnny said as he quickly drew a K-8 Krukov he found somewhere in the penthouse.

Lucy, who happened to be wearing a purple hat, miniskirt, and a pretty small jacket, stood around with Dave and started to open fire on any of the assassins. Many of the unarmed guests just kept running around.

A lot of the Saints just fired at anybody who tried to shoot at them. Johnny saw a couple of strippers with TEK-Z10s in their hands. They could have brought them with them in some case, or they could have taken them from the Saints' personal armory, because they would haven't had that kind of weaponry on them with what they were wearing.

It didn't matter, Johnny dropped both of them as he stood right before them with no cover, even though they could have easily shot him, but he still took them down nonetheless. It was an unpleasant sight, with bullet holes shown right on their bare skin.

One stripper hid inside the gym area as Vince looked around and quickly jumped on his back, ready to choke him.

"What the fuck?!" Vince yelled.

The girl had quite a grip on her hands and strength in her arms. It was apparent that strippers had to keep themselves in some kind of shape to bare it all on stage, but this woman seemed to have a little more strength in her fitness than just having to dance on stage in skimpy outfits. But Vince tried to back himself to a wall, but the girl didn't let go. He turned around and backed towards the glass window, causing it to shatter and they both fell backwards.

Vince got up and saw the woman laid out. "Damn, what are you?"

The woman quickly got up and spun around to deliver a quick spin kick to the Boss's face, causing him to move backwards a bit. He looked again and saw that the woman was ready to deliver a hard right hand but Vince quickly dodged and grabbed her by the wrist and by the back of her head and drove her face first towards the wall, causing her to fall, as she was out of it.

"When you're ready for the next round, let me know," Vince said and went to go find a TEK-Z10 so that he could fight off the rest of the strippers.

He saw Zimos, Johnny, and some others continuing to fight off any other armed stripper assassins.

"Have you guys seen Pierce?" Vince said to Johnny and Zimos.

"Last I checked, he was upstairs," Johnny said.

Saint Rocco and Aimee shot off some more strippers.

"Hey, Boss, I saw Pierce upstairs!" Saint Rocco yelled.

"He's right by the bar, hurry!" Aimee yelled.

Vince led Zimos up the stairs, but saw that Johnny was far from them.

"Johnny, are you coming?" Vince said.

"Don't worry about me, Boss," Johnny said. "I got this. I'll keep my eye on the others."

"Gotcha," Vince said as he ran up the stairs and saw Pierce look up from behind the car counter. "Over there, I see Pierce!"

"A little help up here!" Pierce said.

"He's still upstairs?" Zimos said.

"We're coming!" Vince yelled as he ran towards his comrade, who looked to be pinned down by enemy gunfire.

Vince and Zimos flanked the other assassins who had Pierce surrounded by the bar. As soon their bodies dropped, leaving a bloody mess on the floor and on the furniture, they went right for Pierce.

"Thanks, Boss," Pierce said.

Vince stood there with Zimos and Pierce and fired away at any other assassin who was about to try to kill them.

"Pierce, where'd you get these hos?" Vince said as he fired from behind the bar counter, while Pierce looked up to see an opportunity to open fire.

"Don't look at me, these are all from Z's black book," Pierce said.

"What can I say? The bitches love me," Zimos said.

"They got a funny way of showing it," Vince said.

As all three men, as well as any of the other fellow Saints, such as Dave, Lucy, and Tony, as well as Rocco and Aimee, and even Johnny, continued to defend themselves, suddenly the entire penthouse went dark and then a red emergency light kicked on.

"What happened to the power?" Zimos said.

"It's your party, you tell me," Vince said.

"This ain't on me, baby," Zimos said. "I like lookin' at the goods when I have company, ya know what I'm sayin'?"

"They must have cut it," Pierce said.

"This just gets better and better," Vince said.

Bullets kept on flying, even with the power off. The Saints had heard the sound of a propeller from outside, as if there was a helicopter flying by. Under the red emergency light, Johnny blasted through many other stripper assassins. Every one of the Saints looked around and saw red lasers coming through the windows.

"Looks like there's a light show outside," Zimos said.

"Snipers, better grab a rifle and get up top," Pierce said.

"On it," Vince said. "Johnny!"

Johnny turned around. "Yeah, Boss?"

"We got a problem with snipers," Vince said. "Meet me on the roof."

"You got it," Johnny said.

"Pierce?" Vince said.

"Don't worry, Boss, me and Z, along with everybody else got it covered down here," Pierce said.

"Just watch out for the snipers," Vince said.

"Shit, you ain't got to tell me twice," Pierce said. "We'll get your back while you take out those snipers."

Vince and Johnny went to the armory. Vince picked up a McManus 2015 rifle, while Johnny picked up an Annihilator RPG launcher, as well as a rifle of his own. With all of the snipers and choppers nearby, they need all the firepower they can get.

Helicopters with Morningstar snipers hovered over the penthouse, as well as other Morningstar snipers from the tops of nearby buildings.

"You take the snipers on the roof," Johnny said. "I got the motherfuckers on the choppers."

"Got it," Vince said.

Vince hid behind one of the AC and heating units on the roof. If he was open, a bullet would take him out at the snap of a finger. Johnny had the RPG launcher, so he quickly went ahead and fired at the helicopters with the snipers.

However, Vince had a hard time to trying to find the Morningstar snipers on the roofs. Once the view was clear, he saw that they were ready to blow a hole in him. Frankly, Vince did it first as he first the first shot into a sniper's dome and found another put another hole into another sniper's chest.

Johnny looked around and it seemed that there were a couple of other snipers nearby, except they were lower than the other two. Being that he had a rifle himself as well, he decided to do the honors on these two. After all, he couldn't let the Boss have all the fun, right?

"That should be all of them," Vince said.

"I don't see any other red lights, do you?" Johnny said. "Come on, let's go check on the others."

Vince and Johnny went down the stairs to head back inside the penthouse. Pierce and Zimos were standing around. It seemed that the shooting had stopped, as many of the stripper assassins were dead.

"Hey, Pierce and Z, snipers are down," Vince said.

"That's a relief," Pierce said. "We pretty much got everyone."

"Let's get some power up in here," Zimos said. "I'm tired of trippin' over bodies."

"That shit's downstairs," Pierce said. "After you."

"I got this, don't worry," Vince said.

"We'll be up here, Boss," Johnny said.

Vince went downstairs to find the controls in the maintenance room. It was dark, but he had a good sense of where to find things. He got out his phone and used the flashlight feature on it to ensure where things were. It wasn't long until he found the controls.

"Here it goes," Vince said aloud as he was ready to put the power back on, until he felt a hand go right against mouth and felt like his body moved back a bit. It wasn't long he felt something sharp and metal against his neck, as the sharp alloy pressed against his neck, like it was either going to puncture it or slice it. He heard some grunts behind him, it sounded like a woman, too.

Vince stomped on the woman's foot and elbowed her right in the gut. He couldn't see her, as the maintenance room was dark, with the exception of some emergency lights in there, but even that wasn't enough to see his attacker. But the aroma from her fragrance made him sense that she was right in front of him. So for that, he charged right towards her and tackled her against the wall.

With her incapacitated, he went right for the controls and enabled the power back into the penthouse, with the maintenance room having a purple light, among fluorescent lights in there. He looked down and saw the woman. It was the same woman he fought before.

"Damn, who or what are you, lady?" Vince said.

The woman's eyes popped open, she grabbed a hold of the knife once more and rushed right towards Vince. She was ready to slice him open. Vince dodged each attack.

"Aaaahhh!" Vince screamed as he felt a slice against his forearm, as his arm had gotten cut. It wasn't a deep cut and though blood came out, it wasn't too bad.

The woman brandished the knife right above her, like she was ready to stab Vince, but he thought ahead and grabbed her by the arm. He kicked her in the shin and guided her hand, gripping the knife right to her bare stomach, stabbing her in the process. Blood looked to ooze right out of the woman's mouth. Vince may enjoy killing and has had some close calls himself, but this woman was something else. It was clear that the stripper assassins knew how to handle guns, but this woman clearly had some combat training.

Vince sighed in relief, but suddenly, his phone rang. He quickly answered.

"Oleg, can it wait?" Vince said.

"You have to cancel the party, it's a trap," Oleg said.

"I noticed," Vince said.

"So it's over? I should have known that a few helicopters wouldn't stop you," Oleg said.

"Helicopters, what are you talking about?" Vince realized that there were threats on them. "Johnny, get your RPG! We have work to do!"

"You got it, Boss!" Johnny yelled.

Vince ran to where he saw another Annihilator RPG. He picked it up, along with a few rockets. He ran to the patio area outside, Johnny followed him. Right above them, a couple of attack choppers were hovering over them.

"Nothing we can't handle," Vince said.

"Ain't that the truth," Johnny said.

Both Saints drew their rocket launchers and fired their rockets, as what was left of those helicopters blew up and fell right into the streets below.

"Man, that was a shitty party," Vince said.

"Oh, come on, we got to do a little killing," Johnny said. "That's fun, right?"

"I know I love to watch naked women dance," Vince said. "But not when they're trying to kill you."

"Yeah, I heard that," Johnny said.

Vince and Johnny gave each other a fist bump for their efforts and went back inside. Pierce, Zimos, and some other Saints came up to them and asked if they were okay. Vince and Johnny said they were fine, but Vince told Zimos that if he wanted to provide strippers for another party, it should be his strippers and hookers only, not some other ones. Zimos agreed to it.

Vince looked at all of the bodies laid out in the penthouse, as well as the blood and bullet holes on the walls.

"Looks like we got some cleaning up to do, as well as some minor renovations," Vince said. "I should have listened to Shaundi."

"Shit, Boss, we all should have," Pierce said.

"It was still fun in some ways, you know," Johnny said.

"Good point," Pierce said.

What a night this was.

Author's note: Okay, that was it for this one. Regarding what happens in the game, or at least for this version of my story, I'm going to save anything involving the Syndicate for the next chapter and then I will pick up from there.

As for the snipers, I know that in the game, the snipers were strippers, but I didn't think that made much sense. It made sense for the strippers AT THE PARTY to be packing heat (though I'm not sure how or where they would be carry SMG's, assault rifles, or shotguns; I did, however, explain that they had a case of some sort or just took the guns from the armory), but why would the snipers on the roof be dressed like strippers? It didn't make sense. So I changed them to Morningstar snipers.

I had a hard time coming up with a scenario for this, but then it hit me. I hope you all enjoyed it. I will continue from here soon, as I have an idea for the next one. Stay tuned.