Samson's Surprise


It was getting dark outside as night was falling into Stilwater. Just a few hours prior, the Saints had raided the Carnales' drug plant and taken their supply. Earlier that same day, Vince had helped Aisha fake her death to stick it to the Vice Kings. It was now time to meet with Lin to see what she had planned for the Westside Rollerz.

Vince had put on his best pants and a purple silk button-down shirt that he bought at Impressions just a few stores down from the club. Most nightclubs had dress codes and Vince wanted to look the part, even though he was going to take part in a race where what one wore didn't matter. The question on his mind, however, was why Lin wanted to meet him at that club. He drove his purple Hammerhead over to Impressions and as soon as he bought the shirt, he changed out of what he had on up to that point, which was just a regular purple plain button-down shirt, and put on the silk shirt.

He walked a bit to get to Stocks. The club's sign had it written as $tock$, with the dollar signs in place of S's. There was a line of people waiting to get in. Vince walked up, until he was stopped by a muscular black man wearing a black T-shirt and black slacks.

"Whoa, whoa, can't let you in unless you're on the list," the bouncer said.

"I'm meeting somebody here," Vince said. "My name is Vince Shane."

The bouncer looked at the list and looked up at Vince. "Okay, you're on the list. Come on in."

Vince walked in. The place was blaring with loud hip-hop music, at least some songs that one could dance to. He looked around. Even if he could find Lin, it would be hard for him to call for her attention because the music was so loud and there were so many people on the dance floor. Even at this time, the club had a good amount of people. Just wait until later when more people would be getting in.

He kept looking and looking, until he saw Lin, who had dolled herself up a bit and wore a small blue blouse with the top buttons unbuttoned, revealing her cleavage, as well as the bottom buttons unbuttoned. However, the bottom of it was tied in a knot, revealing her midriff a bit, and to top it off, she wore a small black skirt. Vince's eyes bulged a tad and his jaw dropped. He took one look at her and could not help but think about how stunning Lin looked in that moment. But Lin just walked up to him and said, "Hey."

"Oh, hey," Vince said, finally getting back to his senses. Lin got up and grabbed his hand so that they can walk to a more open area.

"Try not to look so conspicuous," Lin said.

"I'm sorry, what?" Vince said. I'm just amazed at how great you look right now. Vince thought.

"Never mind," Lin said. "Anyway, you did good yesterday, but I'm not through with you yet."

"Okay, what do you have in mind?" Vince said. "What did you need me to steal those cars for again?"

"Those cars you stole have been rigged to blow once the engine reaches a high enough temperature," Lin said.

"Wow, sounds like you got a plan going on here," Vince said.

"You bet your ass I do," Lin said. "There's a race going down tonight not far from here, like in the suburbs area, and I think you should give them tough competition."

"I think I got that covered with the ride that I got," Vince said. "But how do you figure that I might be 'tough competition' like you say?"

"I know these guys," Lin said. "Though this job had been made official recently, I had been keeping my eyes on them in the racing circuit. If you're in the lead for the final stretch, they're gonna hit the NOS to blow past you. When they do, boom."

Vince saw what her plan was. It seemed that Lin had been trying to get in with the Rollerz, as well as putting the hurt on their operation. Though Vince had only been with the Saints for a few days, there was something about the Rollerz that him think they were just some wannabes. He nodded her head after that statement.

"As soon as those cars are wrecked, get the hell out of there," Lin said. "You're no good to us dead."

"Okay, I'll be out there, I got the right type of ride to use, too," Vince said.

"Actually, I called in for some support," Lin said. "I called Troy. He has a car that you could use."

Though the Hammerhead was his favorite car to use, Vince saw that maybe he needed to blend in with the racing scene a bit better.

"Cool, I'll let you know when it's done," Vince said.

"Okay, I'll let you know when I find some more stuff," Lin said.

Lin looked up to see if there were any Rollerz in the club at that point.

"Thanks for the dance," she said and leaned in towards his ear. "Now hurry up, you got a race to win."

Vince nodded his head, but what was also enticing to him was the scent on her. She not only made herself look nice, but also smell nice. She was sure overdressed for the occasion, but in a place like this, one had to look rather presentable.

As soon as Vince left the club, a purple Zircon pulled up. It had a white racing stripe over the car, as well as on the hood. It turned out to be Troy, who got out of the car.

"Hey, Troy," Vince said. "Lin said you wanted me to use your car?"

"Yeah, but I got a better idea in mind," Troy said. "Get in and I'll tell you. You drive."

Troy went to passenger's seat, while Vince went over to the driver's seat.

Vince put the car in drive and they were on their way. "So what do you got in mind?"

"Lin may want you to take part in the race, but to hell with this lap-race bullshit," Troy said. "You get me next to those cars and I'll take care of the Rollerz."

"Are you saying you're going to shoot them?" Vince said.

"No, Lin told me about her plan and about the cars with the explosives," Troy said. "I'm gonna try to piss them off."

"Sounds like you got an idea in mind," Vince said.

"You want to get them done quicker, I have my ways," Troy said. "Anyway, there's something that really gets me about Lin working undercover with the Rollerz."

"Like what?" Vince said.

"Well, I'm afraid that if she gets in too deep, she'll forget who she sides with," Troy said.

"I think she'll be fine, she is trying to gain more intel on them," Vince said.

"Still, I don't like this," Troy said.

It wasn't long. Vince rolled around until he saw some guys in blue hanging out on the side of the road with some imported cars. There were even some girls in blue, as well as other people hanging around. This seemed like an odd place to have a race set up, out in the middle of suburbia.

"Alright, here they are," Troy said. "I hope Lin followed up on her end of the deal."

Vince rolled down the window and popped out. "Hey, you guys think that you're hot shit on the road. Let's see how you do racing those cars, instead of standing next to them."

Some of the Rollerz looked at each other.

"What are you saying, fool?" one Roller got up, arms spread out, trying to act all hard. "You're saying you could beat us? Okay, you're on. Come on, guys."

The rest of the Rollerz all got in their cars. It seemed that the race was now on, as many of the spectators, as well as the people who lived in the nearby homes all walked out to see what was about to happen.

All four cars were set, with two cars in one lane, and two other cars in the other lane. The race was now on. A girl with magenta hair, a light blue top, and blue and white pants ran to the center. She positioned her arms a certain way. All four cars were revving up, at least three-quarters of them, as Vince just waited patiently for the race to start. As soon as the girl counted down and yelled "GO!" the race was now on.

The three Rollerz' cars were ahead, but Vince hit the gas a bit harder to try to catch up to one. With him in fourth place, even he saw that the Rollerz were competitive against one another. But with him close to the guy in third-place, Troy rolled down his window.

"Hey, get me next to that fucker," Troy said.

Just as Vince was cutting close to the Roller, Troy yelled out, "You're out of your league, kid!"

The driver of the vehicle next to them looked over to his left and saw Troy hanging out of the window of the passenger's side.

"The fuck you just say?" the Roller said.

"You never had a chance!" Troy said. "Watching a movie about street racers doesn't make you a tuner, buddy!"

"Fuck you!" the Roller said and stepped on the gas a bit harder, causing Vince to do the same.

"Hey, man, careful," Troy said. "This is my ride, remember?"

"Not to worry," Vince said as he pointed forward, causing Troy to look down that way. It wasn't long until BOOM! The car exploded. Many of the spectators at the starting and finishing line jumped as soon as they heard the blast. The burning body of that car flew onto the yard of a home in that area, causing the grass to burn and broke a dent into the garage door, as well as the homeowner to come out to the shock of a burning car on his front yard.

Much to both Saints' surprise, they managed to catch up to the two other racers, both of whom cut it close to one another. Oddly enough, the cars spread apart.

"I have an idea," Vince said. "You fuck with the guy on your said, while I fuck with the guy on mine."

"Good call, Playa," Troy said.

Vince stepped on the gas and rolled up in between both Rollerz. Vince looked to his left and yelled out, "Catch me if you can, shithead!"

Troy yelled to the guy on his right, "Hey, tell you what, you ask nicely and I'll let you wash my car on the weekends."

"Fuck that, I'm beating your sorry ass!" the Roller on the right said.

Meanwhile, Vince yelled, "Be sure to have your slip ready, because that car is mine."

The Roller to the left scowled, like he was insulted. All three racers were crossing into Tidal Spring, still in the Suburbs district.

"Hey, Playa, if you want to make those assholes try to catch up, I got some nitrous in here," Troy said. "I'll set it up right now.

"Good call, Troy," Vince said. Seeing as they were still in between the two Rollerz, they would be screwed if both cars exploded right close by. There was a way to insult both Rollerz and get farther ahead of them so that they can try to catch up. Troy went into the back to loosen the nitrous tanks.

Vince hit the gas some more to speed up ahead of them. He looked through his rearview mirror to ensure the distance. Troy looked through his rearview as well as turn to look behind them. They were ahead, but not far enough to not be affected by blasts.

"Hit the NOS now, Playa!" Troy said.

Vince hit the throttle a little more until he felt the car start to speed up a lot more than before. They were now farther ahead of the two Rollerz and headed downhill as they were under the L-train track. It was not long until the two cars from behind hit the gas a bit harder and after a few seconds, with the two cars close to one another, a big blast went off as the cars went up in the flames and into the air, as well as hit the bottom of the track. Many bystanders looked up and ran out to see what had just happened.

"Woooo! God damn what a rush!" Vince said.

"Shit, man, that was some serious shit," Troy said. "Lin doesn't fuck around, does she?"

"Let's go to the finish line, we pretty much won," Vince said. Troy nodded his head.

After some time, Vince and Troy went to the finish line, where other Rollerz were seen. A few guys caught their attentions, however. One was a guy in a jacket and buzz-cut, and he looked Asian, of Chinese descent. There was another Asian guy with a blue muscle shirt and black pants. And finally, a bald man with a black tank-top, as well as blue, white, and black racing pants, and of course, sunglasses despite it being nighttime. Could they be high-ranking members of the Rollerz? Only Lin would know. The three men looked on Vince and Troy in the car.

"Hey, Joseph, what the hell happened to the guys?" the Asian with the jacket said.

"Not sure, Donnie," Joseph said, who was the bald man, and he looked to the other guy. "Hey, Ricky, what was up with those cars?"

"Not sure, Joseph, I thought Donnie and I checked them out," Ricky said. "Someone stole them, but our guys found them. Someone delivered the stolen truck to us."

"Not sure what happened here, but I think you and Donnie should look at the cars better next time," Joseph said.

"Will do, man," Donnie said.


Meanwhile, it had been about 20 minutes since getting out of Tidal Spring. Vince drove himself, along with Troy had gotten back to the Row. Vince pulled up to his apartment.

"Hey, Playa, you sure you don't want to grab some Freckle Bitch's right now?" Troy said. "I'm kind of hungry right now."

"Nah, man, I'm tired, I need some rest," Vince said. "This shit is still new to me. I may need to look into more stuff soon."

"Not a problem," Troy said. "Hit me up soon and maybe we can grab some Freckle Bitch's or Phuc Mi Phuc Yue."

"Sure thing, man," Vince said and slapped dap with Troy. He got out of the driver's side, while Troy moved over to that side. That Zircon was his car, after all.

Vince walked into the building and went up the stairs to get into his apartment. It had been a long day. Sure, the war with the gangs was still not over. Only Johnny knew what to do in order to hit the Vice Kings. Dex would keep Vince posted on what to do next about the Carnales. Finally, Lin had some work to do to try to get in with the Rollerz. In the meantime, he could try to look into any of their other operations, as well as some other stuff.

Vince plopped right onto his bed. He was tired, but not ready to sleep just yet. He got out his phone and looked through his contacts. It was time to make that call. Vince sat there waiting for the call to come through.

"Hello?" a female voice said.

"Um, hi, is this Latisha?" Vince said.

"Yeah, who is this?" she said.

"This is Vince, we met yesterday. In fact, I saved you from the Vice Kings."

"Oh! Oh, right! Hi!" Latisha said with so much excitement in her voice. "How are you? How did you get my number?"

"I met your sister today," Vince said. "Aisha told me some stuff about you and she gave me your number."

"Oh, okay, that sounds cool," Latisha said.

"Hey, um, listen, I was wondering if you'd be up to meeting up soon, like tomorrow," Vince said.

"I'd like that, actually," Latisha said. "Where would you like to meet?"

"I was thinking either Phuc Mi Phuc Yue, or grabbing some coffee at Apollo's," Vince said.

"Apollo's sounds good," Latisha said. "I'm actually not busy tomorrow. Maybe we can meet there."

"Cool, cool," Vince said. "I'll let you know after I get up."

"Okay, I'll talk to you tomorrow," Latisha said.

"Okay, cool, good night," Vince said.

The call had ended. Vince lied there in his bed. He needed some rest. Not just from the long day he had, but also needed to unwind a bit. It had only been a few days. He had to go search for other things to do to gain his reputation in the gang, as well as find other operations. This was still new to him. In the meantime, it shouldn't hurt to meet new people as well.


Author's note: That's it for this one. Okay, so I introduced Joseph Price and Donnie a little sooner than when they were introduced in the game. It made me realize that I haven't done that with the Vice Kings yet, but I will soon. Anyway, back to the Rollerz. The other guy with them is supposed to be Ricky Liu. It made me remember in the first Rollerz mission when those guys who were with Lin talked about her car and mentioned that guy. He was never seen or mentioned after that, so I though why not make him a character. It's like what I'm doing with Aisha's sister.

Also, I must note that for Lin's outfit at the club, I might do some bits where I mention that someone would be wearing different clothes in some sequences. The reason for Lin's outfit is because I doubt her outfit in the game would be something that would be allowed in a nightclub. The halter top, maybe, but the racing pants, doubtful. In some sequences, I like to imagine that some of the characters don't wear the same outfit all the time.

Next up, it's going to be an interlude. I want to put some downtime into this as well. I did the same for my SR3 story, so I'm doing it as well here. I will get back to the story after that, but I will do a time skip. Stay tuned.