Live! With Killbane

Author's note: This one will be really dialogue heavy. While I do use italics for phone conversations, Zimos's dialogue (I use bold when I imply him talking on the phone or enunciation of some words), or even media reports, a lot of this will include interview dialogue.

Any bit involving the interview is divided, until a certain point. You'll see.

It was now evening. After causing STAG some trouble that same day, at least to divert their attention from any fellow Saints in the area, Vince had been thinking about another gang of the Syndicate to hit: The Deckers.

He had been focused on the Morningstar mostly since he and the Saints had gotten to Steelport. Though Vince had helped Kinzie with some of her issues with the Deckers after going through cyberspace and blowing up some of the Deckers' cars while protecting her, it was time to really put the hurt on them. He knew that the Deckers were also around their territory doing deals or protecting the area, like how the Morningstar did on their old turf. The same could be said about the Luchadores in their territories.

Vince drove down Henry Steel Mills to see how things were, especially after what happened earlier that day. He put it on The Mix 107.77 and oddly enough, "Danger Zone" from Kenny Loggins was playing.

Man, I should have played this earlier. He thought. After the song had ended, a news report came on.

"What rebellious teenager didn't go joyriding in their parents' car, blowing off steam and staining the backseat? However, the theft of a military aircraft cost more than a two-week grounding. The unknown suspect unloaded the plane's weapons onto both STAG outposts and city streets, destroying millions in military and civilian vehicles and property. Roadblocks were destroyed entirely and a public park was filled with the bodies of the soldiers who tried to stop the chaos. This is Jane Valderamma with your Steelport Crime Report."

The deal with STAG going after someone hijacking one of their fighter jets had been the talk of the day. It seemed that there was even live coverage as everything happened that afternoon.

But in the hours that passed, Vince had something else in mind. He made a call to Kinzie.

"Hello, Boss," Kinzie said.

"Kinzie, you found anything out about the Deckers?" Vince said.

"I know a LOT about the Deckers," Kinzie said.

"Well I know that, but I mean anything we can use?" Vince said.

"Tons, but you shouldn't worry about that now," Kinzie said.

"Okay, then what should I…?" Vince said.

"Is Shaundi with you?" Kinzie quickly replied.

"No. Why do you want to know?" Vince said. "What's going on?

"I'll call her then," Kinzie said. "Meet me at Smiling Jack's diner, there's something you need to see."

"What's that?" Vince said.

"No time to explain, I'll show you when you get here," Kinzie said.

The call ended. Vince rolled down the streets and crossed the bridge into Ashwood. He knew that Smiling Jack's was not far from there as it was in Salander. It wasn't long until he pulled up and parked his Infuego in front of the diner. Shaundi stood right by her Torch, waiting for Vince to come up.

"Hey, Vince," Shaundi said.

"How long were you here?" Vince said.

"Not long," Shaundi said. "I came from Derek's apartment."

"Right," Vince said. "Let's go in."

The two walked into the diner and saw that Kinzie sat in the corner booth, the exact same booth that Vince and Shaundi sat at for coffee that one day.

"Hey, Kinzie," Vince said, Kinzie looked up as the two were walking towards her. "What's up?"

"You need to see this," Kinzie said and turned her laptop computer on the table so that Vince and Shaundi could see.

It was the same video of Vince, Shaundi, and Pierce dancing in front of the destroyed bridge. that Kinzie saw from that e-mail she had received earlier, except it was featured on a news program. Vince was holding a rocket launcher.

A female voice started talking. It sounded like Jane Valderamma.

"…Fortunately, this exclusive footage has come to light, and with us live, the main responsible…"

The news footage cut to the newsroom. Turned out it was Jane, sitting on a chair with her guest. The headline at the bottom read "Saints or Sinners?" with a scrolling message at the bottom as well.

"…Eddie 'Killbane' Pryor. Thanks for being here, Eddie."

Killbane was dressed in a green suit with a lighter green button-down shirt and a gold chain. Of course, he was not without his sacred mask.

"My pleasure, Jane," Killbane said. "And please, call me Killbane."

"Very well," Jane said. "Killbane, there are some who claim you're a criminal."

Killbane laughed. "No, no, Jane, my dear, please. The Saints are criminals. Call me eccentric, but I'm just an entertainer slash businessman slash philanthropist slash…"

"We get it," Jane said.

"Where are they?" Vince said as he turned his attention to Kinzie.

"No idea, they're broadcasting from an undisclosed location," Kinzie said.

"Well, fucking disclose it," Shaundi said.

Kinzie sighed. "I might be able to triangulate where they're shooting if you could go to the broadcast towers and…"

"We're on it," Vince said, and he and Shaundi started running out of the diner.

Both Saints went into Vince's Infuego and were off. Vince's phone rang.

"Kinzie, what's up?" Vince said.

"Called in a favor to get a helicopter," Kinzie said. "Use it, I'll explain when you're airborne."

"Got it," Vince said and ended the call.

"That asshole's gonna trash the Saints on air," Shaundi said.

"He already is," Vince said.

He turned on the radio, as this interview was also being broadcast through the radio as well.

Jane started talking. "I'm sitting with a man the wrestling community has called 'The Walking Apocalypse.' Is such a moniker intended to frighten your fans as well as your foes?"

"Not at all," Killbane said. "It's an inspiration to all my fans, to rise above the meager existence of a mere man."

"And what about those who don't share that same opinion?" Jane said. "Some call it preying on the weak."

"It's the ones who see each person as nothing more than a paycheck who truly prey on the weak, like Planet Saints," Killbane said.

"And your intentions are…noble?" Jane said.

"Ask the kids who've been through my program, they'll tell you the good I've done them," Killbane said.

"We'll be right back after a few words from our sponsors," Jane said.

By that point, the Infuego pulled up to the Oppressor that was parked at the docks.

"Fuck. Him." Shaundi said.

"This guy's got a bigger ego than me," Vince said. "Come on, we can't let him trash us on the air."

Vince and Shaundi both got into the helicopter. They both put on headsets and turned on the radio for that interview. The radio was on commercial for a bit.

"We're here, Kinzie, what next?" Vince said.

"I've sent you coordinates to several radio towers," Kinzie said. "Head to the first one and let me know when you've landed."

The helicopter flew from the docks to the building that was marked on the GPS. Suddenly, the interview was back from its break.

"Before the break, you mentioned the kids you've helped," Jane said.

"Ah yes, Killbane's Crunch Camp!" Killbane said and let out a soft chuckle. "It's a two-month summer program that gets kids off the streets and into the ring."

"There's been some concern from parent groups," Jane said.

"Well, that's because parents are *beep*," Killbane said. "Maybe they should focus on a real threat, like the Third Street Saints."

"Strong words," Jane said.

"Kids fall down and get hit with steel chairs all the time," Killbane said. "I'm just providing a safe environment for this to happen. Meanwhile, parents are buying their kids lunchboxes with convicted serial killers on them."

"My exclusive interview with Killbane after these messages," Jane said.

"Did you hear what that asshole said?" Shaundi said.

"Relax, this guy has his head so far up his ass that it would be hard for anybody to take him seriously," Vince said.

"Not so sure, this guy seems loved by some people, he might get people to see things his way," Shaundi said.

Vince and Shaundi found the roof and saw the helipad and something else they didn't expect to see.

"Kinzie, there's Deckers up here," Vince said.

"They probably use these antennas for the Deckers' use-net," Kinzie said. "Not surprising they'd leave guards."

"Thanks for the heads up," Vince said.

"Use the transmitters I left under the seat," Kinzie said. "Place one on the radio antenna, then head to the next tower."

"Wait, how did you have this stuff ready to go?" Vince asked.

"Got to go," Kinzie said.

As soon as they landed, Vince and Shaundi got out their AR-55 rifles. The Deckers that were on that roof quickly opened fire. Though they weren't as good with guns as some Morningstar soldiers, or even the Luchadores, they didn't hold back either. Likely because these mercenaries were older than some other Deckers that the Saints had come across. Some were guys, others were women dressed in the same type of gear.

Vince took care of a couple of Deckers that stood near some air conditioner units and dropped them without breaking a sweat. Shaundi did the same as well. All they wanted to do was get a better signal to locate Killbane. It seemed that was all of them. Vince went back to the helicopter and pulled the transmitter out.

Vince led the way with Shaundi behind him so that she could protect him from any other people who may have been left.

"How many gadgets do you think Kinzie's got all over this city by now?" Vince said.

"Who cares? As long as she isn't bugging my bedroom," Shaundi said.

"She wouldn't spy on her own people like that," Vince said.

"You sure about that?" Shaundi said.

"Oh," Vince said. "Remind me to have my room checked when we get back, or at least the one at the penthouse or anywhere."

Vince saw the antenna and headed right for it. "Give me a second to place this thing."

"I'll cover you," Shaundi said.

Vince went up to the antenna and planted the transmitter. It was going to take some time, but all that mattered was if it would get any connection. It didn't take long for it to reach the connection as some things were heard from the radio in the chopper.

"Let's go," Vince said. He and Shaundi ran back to the helicopter and quickly ascended. As soon as that happened, the interview had come back from its break.

"We're back with our exclusive interview," Jane said. "The controversy over your match against your former partner, Angel De La Muerte…?"

Killbane chuckled in a cocky fashion. "People keep talking about a controversy when there isn't any. There can only be one legend. We fought, he lost, I won."

Jane said, "If Angel De La Muerte was to come out of hiding, would you face him in a rematch?"

"Without his mask, he is nothing, less than nothing," Killbane said. "The dirt under my boots gets more respect from me. To consider a rematch would mean admitting he is still worthy of my time."

"Let's hope he's not out there listening in, but to everyone else, we'll have more with Killbane in just a moment," Jane said.

"Man, I can't imagine what Angel must be feeling right now," Shaundi said.

"This guy is so consumed by so much hate for Killbane that this must be adding more fuel to the fire," Vince said. "I should know when I went through his training."

"Just wondering, but do you think his training could help me?" Shaundi asked.

"You heard about what I went through, it's not worth it," Vince said. "If you want him to train you, I'll talk to him about the basics, not the shit I went through."

They flew to head straight for the next radio tower. It was across town from where they were before. The building was located in downtown, particularly Loren Square.

"So where'd you get these transmitters, anyway, Kinzie," Vince said, after putting her on through a call.

"It's safer you don't know," Kinzie quickly replied.

"What does that even mean?" Vince said.

"Well, it probably means that it's safer…if you don't know," Kinzie said. "Look, they work, that's all that matters."

Shaundi started talking, "What're we going to do about that video the press has?"

"Our PR department can take care of that, right?" Vince said.

"People think we blew up a landmark," Shaundi said. "I don't think it's that easy."

"Then what the hell do we pay them for?" Vince said.

"Covering up the small shit," Shaundi said.

"Since when do we do 'small' shit?" Vince said.

"Good question," Shaundi said.

Vince landed the chopper on the helipad. More Deckers were present, ready to make their move in case the Saints try anything.

They both headed for the stairs to get off the helipad. Many of the Deckers ran out and quickly started firing at them. Vince threw a frag grenade at the group. As soon as the grenade hit the floor, BOOM! A couple of bodies of Deckers even flew over the ledge.

"What the…?" Vince said as he saw on the GPS that the antenna was a bit higher than before.

"What's wrong?"

Vince didn't reply to the question. All he said was "follow me."

Vince and Shaundi ran to the other end and saw flights of stairs that looked like a fire escape. They had some floors to climb, but if it was to lead to the very top where the antenna was, that's all they needed to do.

Once Vince reached another rooftop close to another flight of stairs, a Decker soldier was standing close. He saw Vince coming up. Vince saw him. Rather than just simply gun him down, he quickly grabbed the Decker soldier and threw him off the roof.

"Really, Vince?" Shaundi said.

"What? Sometimes I get tired of shooting people," Vince said. "Got to get creative sometimes."

There was another flight of stairs. Both Saints looked up and it went to the very top of the building. They both run up the stairs. It took a few floors, but they got up there. Vince saw the antenna and another Decker mercenary looking down the ledge from the roof.

"Cover me, Shaundi!" Vince said and started running towards the antenna.

The Decker looked up. It was a woman this time. She had the same type of cyber-goth getup that the other Deckers had. She was quickly drew her Grave Digger shotgun and fired a shot, causing Shaundi to quickly hide behind an AC unit. Even part of the buckshot went close to the metal on the air conditioner unit. The Decker soldier looked in another direction, ready to flank Vince. Shaundi quickly got out of cover and opened fire right to the girl's legs. The female Decker howled in pain from that.

Vince had gotten to the antenna and placed the transmitter on it to get another signal. Meanwhile, Shaundi went over to the female Decker, who slowly slid to grab the shotgun again. She looked up, slowly tried to draw the weapon, but Shaundi pistol-whipped her a bit and kicked the shotgun out of her hand. She picked up the girl and grabbed her and threw her off the roof, hearing the woman scream until a thud hit the ground.

Shaundi and Vince had regrouped, but then Vince's phone rang. He quickly answered.

"Hello," Vince said.

"Okay, there, got it," Kinzie said. "Sending the coordinates of the van."

"Van?" Vince said.

"A broadcasting van," Kinzie said. "It's where the signal is being sent from."

"They're inside it?" Vince said.

"No, they're not," Kinzie said. "Use the laser signal tracker to help me find their broadcast location."

"The what?" Vince said.

"The light on the helicopter," Kinzie said to be more specific. "Shine it on the van."

Vince and Shaundi ran down the stairs as quickly as possible. They weren't sure how much more time they had. This was about to be even more complicated for them. To make matters quicker, as they got lower, Vince jumped and Shaundi climbed over a railing to land on a ledge to walk along it until they saw the helipad. Once they did, they jumped right onto the pad and headed straight for the chopper.

Vince got into the cockpit, while Shaundi sat in the passenger/cargo area with an open door.

"What are you doing?" Vince said.

"Trying to see if I could get a good shot," Shaundi said as she got out her AR-55 rifle. She even saw a McManus 2015 rifle in that area.

Right when they got into air, Vince turned on the laser to try to track down the signal. Also, the interview continued.

Jane started talking, "Murderbrawl XXXI is your upcoming wrestling event. What do you say to the accusations that is 'just legalized killing'?"

"Well, it's entertainment for the masses, nothing more," Killbane said.

"But you admit, people do get hurt?" Jane said.

"Oh, of course they do," Killbane said. "I may be carved out of sacred marble, but occasionally a chip breaks off. I'm not going to cry about it, I'll just smooth out the edges."

"And what of those who died at the event?" Jane said.

"Murderbrawl isn't for the weak," Killbane said. "Jump on a grenade and you have to expect the blast to tear you to meaty blood-soaked pieces."

"There may be children listening," Jane said.

"Oh, right," Killbane said. "Uh, uh, kids, heh, don't play with grenades, it'll just blow your hands off."

"When we come back with Killbane, we'll take a few calls from our listeners," Jane said.

Vince flew between buildings and with his phone connected to the laser that could pick up the signal, the little bar started to increase. It only meant that the broadcast van was close by. Funnily enough, once the Oppressor flew above an intersection, that same van was seen and the signal started to increase as the laser started to flash over the van.

But suddenly, the van started to go a little faster than before and in a different direction.

"Great, they're running," Shaundi said. "We must have spooked them."

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

He continued to follow the van wherever it went. The driver increased the speed a bit. It even went under a couple of tunnels. Vince increased altitude on the helicopter, but descended a bit once they got to another intersection. The signal gauge continued to increase until it got to 100 percent.

"We got it now," Vince said. His phone started to ring and he quickly answered. "Talk to me, Kinzie."

"He's in an abandoned office building," Kinzie said. "Let me send you the location."

"Nice work, Kinzie," Vince said. "Now let's rile him up."

Shaundi turned to Vince. "What're you gonna do?"

"Okay, patching your cell through," Kinzie said.

"What's going on?" Shaundi said.

The interview was now back on.

"Looks like we have a caller," Jane said. "You're on the air with Killbane. What's your question?"

"Listen, you fat piece of shit," Vince said. "You…"

But Killbane cut him off. "I'm sorry, do you have a question for me?"

Vince replied, "Yeah, I'm going to come down there and tear your goddamn throat out!"

"Um, perhaps this has gone just a bit too far," Jane said.

"I'm not sure that's a question, either," Killbane said. "It sounds more like a threat."

"No, it's a promise," Vince said.

"Okay, we need to-," Jane said.

"Ooh, someone talked to a washed-up wrestler, and now he thinks he could cut a promo!" Killbane said with so much condescension in his voice.

"Listen, Eddie…," Vince said.

"NO ONE CALLS ME THAT!" Killbane yelled.

"Buddy, I am gonna skull fuck y-," Vince said.

Jane cut him off. "And that's all the time we have. Thank you, Killbane. This has been Jane Valderamma with a special interview."

The chopper got closer, according to the GPS. The building had a tall antenna, almost as if it was a transmitter as well as a satellite dish on the rooftop. It appeared to be in Espina.

"This looks like the place," Shaundi said.

"Clear 'em out, quick and quiet," Vince said.

"Quietly?" Shaundi said.

"Well, quiet-ish," Vince said.

The chopper was set to land. A couple of Deckers had come out and quickly opened fire. Bullets had hit the bottom of the helicopter, but Shaundi quickly mowed the two Deckers with her assault rifle.

The chopper had landed. It was time to get inside the building. Vince and Shaundi headed right for the door. The door opened, the staircase went downward but looked like it was unfinished. Probably this floor of the building was unfinished.

A couple of Deckers came to the area of the stairwell. Without hesitation, one of them started letting some shots. Both Vince and Shaundi dropped to get out of range of this person's sight. Vince lied there and looked through an opening and got out his Kobra and fired a slug right to the Decker soldier's head. Blood had splattered right to the wall as the body had dropped.

Another Decker slowly walked up the stairs, likely to try to get the drop on the two Saints, but was met seven shots to the chest from Shaundi's rifle.

"I was told by Kinzie that these people were young," Vince said and walked up to the body of one of them. "They look older to me."

"Something tells me that Matt Miller has some skilled mercs on his payroll," Shaundi said. "Despite us killing them, these guys looked experienced."

"Where the hell is Killbane?" Vince asked as he looked through the doorway.

"I bet that reporter knows," Shaundi said. "Let's ask."

Out of nowhere, a burst of light that had a shade of light blue came out. Once Shaundi and Vince got close to the doorway, it appeared that there was a glow with that same color, almost like a black-light or something to that same effect.

Vince looked up and saw more Decker mercenaries on that same floor. From a distance, Jane Valderamma ducked.

"We got to get through them first," Vince said.

This floor was clearly unfinished, with ladders and crates, as well as spools and wood palettes. Both Saints stood behind the wall near the doorway.

"On three," Vince said. "One, two…"

Vince turned around and quickly fired at a couple of Deckers with such ease. He aimed at their heads and they quickly dropped.

Vince got into the room that was still under construction and both of them quickly shot at a couple of other Deckers. Through Vince's peripherals, he saw the same burst of light and a minor explosion occurred, causing him and Shaundi to get off their feet and fall to the floor.

"What the fuck was that?!" Shaundi said.

"Hell if I know!" Vince said. He sat up and saw what looked like a young woman in a jacket and skirt with blue and pink patterns and what looked like skates. She was holding a couple of GAL 43s in her hands. She kept moving at a fast speed.

Vince and Shaundi looked at each other. They didn't say a word, but they knew exactly what they were thinking. They quickly ran in different directions. That girl kept on moving in a flash. Neither Saint was sure if this girl had some teleportation skills or if it was a strobe effect and moved quickly with her roller-skates.

The girl even got what looked like a hammer of some sort off her back and swung it downward. Vince quickly dove out of her way and saw that same type of explosion as before. It was almost like a shockwave.

While Vince was on the floor, he laid five shots right to the girl and she dropped. He looked at that hammer that the girl was wielding and looked up and heard a ding.

Shaundi had dropped a few Deckers and sat close to a stack of wooden planks. She looked up and saw an elevator door open and more Deckers came out. She looked over at Vince, who held up that hammer. Shaundi showed him a flash-bang grenade that she happened to have. Vince nodded. Shaundi chucked the grenade right to the group of Deckers. A big flash emitted. Vince used this time to run towards them with the hammer. He saw the way that girl from before swung it. So he jumped up, spun over in mid-air and swung the hammer down right the floor and BOOM! A shockwave explosion occurred, causing all of the other Deckers to drop. Shaundi ran right towards Vince. They both fired their guns to any of them who seemed to have still been breathing.

Jane got up and looked around. The two Saints turned around and noticed that the reporter was still standing there. They both started approaching her, as she stood in the area where the interview took place. There were generators present to give the lights and cameras power.

"It's been a while," Jane said. "You look good."

"Where's Killbane?" Vince said.

"He mentioned heading north," Jane said. "You're not…after me about the interview, are you?"

"No, we're not," Vince said. "But I just need to tell you one thing. We did not blow up the bridge. That was not us who did it. We have a feeling that it could have been Killbane or someone who is connected."

"I see," Jane said and looked away a bit.

"Look, I'll try to contact you soon," Vince said. "Back to the chopper. We're going after Killbane."

"Let's put a bullet in that son of a bitch," Shaundi said.

Vince and Shaundi took off while Jane looked at them so much confusion on her face. They wasted no time as it wasn't long until they reached the chopper.

The helicopter took off. The streets were a little emptier than usual on a night like this, but from a distance, a car was rolling down the street. It looked like an Infuego with a green and black color scheme.

"I see him," Vince said. "I'll get you above him."

"Just keep it steady so I can get a shot," Shaundi said.

"Make it count," Vince said.

The chopper moved closer to the car on the road. Vince got it a little farther ahead so that Shaundi could make her move. He turned the chopper sideways. Shaundi sat there with her McManus rifle. She looked through the scope. Killbane was right in the crosshair.

"Gotcha," Shaundi said.

But suddenly, the helicopter started spinning in the air, with the alarming sound indicating that it was losing control.

"DAMN IT!" Shaundi yelled. "What did you do?!"

"What did I do?" Vince said in such a way that he didn't know what was going on. "I don't fucking know!"

"Learn to fucking fly!" Shaundi said.

"What the fuck do you think I've been doing this whole time?!" Vince said.

The Oppressor continued to spin around, as the Infuego rolled right past them.

"Fuck this, we have to jump," Vince said.

Even though the helicopter was spinning around, there was a moment when it was low enough for the two to jump to safety, safely, no less. The helicopter was low enough. It was now or never. Vince quickly moved from the moved from the cockpit. He grabbed Shaundi by wrapping his arms around her.

"I got you, just hold on!" Vince said.

Both people took deep breaths and quickly made the leap of faith. It was still low enough that they would not be hurt when they hit the ground. They jumped. Vince continued to hold onto Shaundi and landed on his back, closest to his right onto the pavement. He looked up and saw that the helicopter ascending and spinning and also slanting until it dropped and crashed onto the pavement.

"Wow," Vince said. Shaundi also sat up and looked up.

"Wow, yes, good thing we jumped," Shaundi said.

Vince let go and slowly got up and said "ow" in the process. Shaundi did, too. Vince limped a bit as he started to walk and he saw that Shaundi wasn't as hurt as he was, but looked a bit peeved.

"You alright?" Vince said.

"I had him!" Shaundi said.

"I know, I know," Vince said. "It's not your fault. Something weird happened."

Out of nowhere, Vince felt a vibration in his pocket. He got out his phone and received a new message. The picture of the contact had a light blue skull with a star on the eye and the contact read Matt Miller. The message read, "Cheers ;)"

"Ah, shit!" Vince said.

"What happened?" Shaundi said.

"That Miller guy fucked us, that's what," Vince said. "Come on, let's go home."

Vince limped a bit.

"Listen, I'll call someone to pick us up," Shaundi said. "Maybe Pierce or Johnny."

"Let's go somewhere closer," Vince said. "Let's go to Z's place."

"Zimos, oh no, I'm not going there," Shaundi said.

"Shaundi, please, I need to rest," Vince said. "I need to go somewhere close now."

"Okay, I'll call him," Shaundi said.

MEANWHILE, ELSEWHERE…

Inside Matt Miller's personal command center, he sat in front of his computer. He had been looking up some files on some other things. One thing grabbed his attention and that was of a female MI6 agent. This agent looked Indian and had beautiful green eyes, at least that's what it seemed from her picture and her profile read that she had green eyes. It was said her name was Asha Odekar.

Matt was a bit intrigued by what he saw. He wondered if he should try doing something about her career or to just leave her alone. Another thing that grabbed his attention, as an ad for STAG started playing on another monitor, featuring Josh Birk as Nyte Blayde. Matt was a big fan of Nyte Blayde and wondered if he should try to do something else to get STAG to turn more of their attention on the Saints. If he was in Steelport, maybe this could be a good opportunity for him to meet him.

It seemed that one thing was more important at the moment, as something was currently happening. He wanted to do something about the Saints and about STAG. He just had to figure out what he should do.

Author's note: Whoa, what a chapter this was. I will admit that I had a hard time coming up with a way to do this, but I managed to do it.

Yes, I made a reference to Asha, but I doubt that I am going to have her appear at all in this story. In fact, I don't think that there is a reason for her to appear because for one, she is a British agent and I don't think that there is a reason for an MI6 agent to get involved in American affairs. It could be argued about the prologue from SR4, but I think it was because they were dealing with an international terrorist. And no, I am not going to have Matt try to ruin her career like he did with Kinzie. Like I said, it was just a passing reference.

Next up, I'm having trouble deciding what I will do. Maybe an interlude or maybe another mission bit. I shall see.