(Chapter is set around Reinforcements but after Always Use Protection. I'm gonna start putting which missions are in the chapter because I, myself get confused with this as well. Focusing on Los Carnales and Vice Kings (mostly them) but the other gang is saved for last (on everything their missions was beast mode hard). Everything will be explained in due time.)
A week went by with Sasha doing small activities to pass time until the lieutenants needed her. She met Tobias, an overly paranoid white stoner who was pretty cool despite his outburst, and Laura who was an upper-class white woman who relies on racist stereotypes projected on Sasha.
Trafficking was not too bad as all she had to do was drive while made the deal. Laura paid extra but with commentary while Tobias paid decently but also let her know if she needs anything to 'let him know' which was beneficial. Both were a bit weird and intense in their own way, but Sasha just let it slide. Laura was harmless but Tobias did kill his cousin when they met so she made sure to be on the lookout for his moods.
Sasha shook her head at the activities from last week, wondering yet again how did she manage to get into this lifestyle. While she pondered, her cellphone went off, the familiar ringtone that indicates it is from Johnny. Sasha groaned, putting down the food that she was currently eating to answer the older Saint.
"What do you want?" Sasha huffed into the phone. She could hear some commotion in the background.
"I don't know if it's quota time or what, but the cops are leaning hard on us. Shit's too hot right now, I want you to get off the street." Johnny commanded, a serious tone in his voice.
Normally Sasha would question him, but it seemed like he was serious this time. Luckily, she was in her car, which means driving straight to her house or the hideaway. There were some muffled voices in the background talking to Johnny. She couldn't make out who it was until he spoke back to the phone.
"What? You're kiddin' me. Those fucking cocksuckers! Change of plans, it looks like the Kings are trying to get back Tanya's old digs as we speak. Get your ass over there and help our boys. You're the only backup they're gettin'." He yelled, hanging up in her face.
Seeing as that was an order and she didn't have much time, she pulled off from in front of the shop and rushed towards Prawn Court. There were Saints vs Vice Kings throughout the neighborhood, Sasha shooting at them while maintaining her drive. She drove until she found the parking lot with some fellow Saints, helping them kill off the remaining Vice Kings.
Sasha grabbed three Saints into her car and drove while they shot any Vice Kings on sight. They drove till the last stop with the remaining lieutenants, killing them all.
Bloodied and a bit tired, Sasha answered her phone while driving her crew to the hideout.
"I hope you're not cashed, we got more work to do. Troy just got a tip that Tanya's setting up shop in the old Sunnyvale police station. I talked to Julius, and he gave me the okay to go in with a crew. I'm headin' back to the church to get strapped. Come over when you're ready, but don't wait too long, we got some murderin' to do." Johnny spoke at a leveled tone, once again hanging up. Sasha signed as her crew laughed at the interaction.
'Can't believe I'm doing this again.' Sasha thought to herself, going to Forger and Forgive and speeding towards the church.
Arriving at the church, Sasha kicked the crew out much to their protest. She found Johnny standing by his Venom, looking pissed behind his shades. Sasha rolled her eyes and walked over to the Saint, hands on her hips, looking impatiently at him.
"Oh, there is no way you're going in my car with all that blood. Uh uh go change and make it quick, I got some murderin to do." Johnny snapped at her while leaning on his car.
"Seriously Johnny, do you want Tanya or clean car seats?!" Sasha shot back in anger, glaring at the man.
Johnny gave her a death stare, pointing to the church where Sasha just sighed in defeat, shaking her head as she towards the church. When she was out of Johnny's view, she ducked into her car to grab an extra pair of pants she kept as of recently. Since the church on the inside didn't have a working bathroom or any rooms besides the lieutenants, she went to Johnny's side as a little payback. An old bottle of water was on his desk and a couple of paper towels as well. Sasha didn't understand why the paper towels were there, but she didn't linger for long, washing the blood off on areas as best as she can.
She discarded her bloodied and dirty clothes, only in her bra and underwear (which she will definitely throw away afterward). Throwing on her new pants, a pair of leggings, Sasha realizes she didn't have an extra shirt. The Saint facepalmed as she was shirtless and had to hurry up unless she wants to deal with the wrath of Johnny. Going without a shirt might raise a lot of eyes and also her bra wouldn't handle the bra
'Damn I gotta start bringing in more clothes, I'm losing half my wardrobe." She angrily thought, looking for anything that could be a shirt. Looking around the room she found a dark purple tube top, most likely Aisha's, and tossed it on, Johnny be damned.
Sasha tried not to think about why Aisha's shirt would be left here and went out of the office. On the way to Johnny, she waved at Troy and Dex as she continued outside. She felt uncomfortable, especially at the lingering stares of male Saints around them.
'I'm wearing his girlfriend's shirt, which is surprisingly clean. For a gangbanger, he sure is afraid of some blood.' Sasha rolled her eyes at her thought, Johnny Gat was a tough guy but hates blood in his car, go figure.
By the time she got to Johnny, he was already in the car, trademark glasses on his chiseled face. He looked as he was going to yell at her until he saw what she was wearing, which gave him a pissed look on his face. Sasha looked indifferent as she got into the driver seat, letting Johnny sit in the passenger side. She began to drive towards their destination while Johnny began talking.
"Good thing you're here, I was about to leave without ya. I don't think I'm feelin' the bat today." He gave a humorless chuckle, referencing his favorite bat. She gave him a sight glare as he rushed (threaten really) her to hurry up.
"This is always the hardest part for me... ya know, balancing stopping power with personal enjoyment. Oooo, yeah, I'm feelin' this. It ain't gonna be easy clearin' all those VKs outta the station, so I told my crew to meet us there. Let's ride." He instructed, putting his hands behind his next in a relaxing manner.
Sasha wanted to ask a question, but Johnny seemed to beat her to it. She couldn't tell through his glasses but sensed he raise an eyebrow at her,
"Why do you have Eesh's top on?" He questioned the new Saint, sounding not too happy about this.
She rolled her eyes, "You said change, I changed." She shot back to him, turning a corner.
"Don't be a smartass, your wearin my girl shirt. How you think I'm gonna feel about that?" Johnny countered at her, playing with his gun.
"Didn't have any extra shirts since my last one got shot up."
"And whose fault is that?"
'Yours.' "The assholes that shot at me. I doubt she would care I'm wearing it, I'll get it wash."
"If Julius didn't like you so much, I would take your ass for this shit."
Sasha double-take at his words, staring at him until she almost hit another car. The driver screamed by them as Sasha got a handle on the road.
"This ain't a bitch who forget the safeword, this is a car!" snapped Johnny as she swerved another car.
"Sheesh, sorry but watch ya wording! Unless you want me to wear just a bra, this was the only thing I saw!" She shouted back at him.
"You couldn't ask another girl Saint? Are you like a superfan of Aisha? Because I will beat you down, girl or no girl." Johnny threatened her, a tone of protection of his girlfriend.
Becoming irritated, Sasha shot back at him "Oh please, Troy said you couldn't beat Lin like I'm scared of you. Jesus, it's just a shirt, she literally has many other shirts, damn."
Johnny grumbled and the ride was quiet, the occasional song would play on the radio until they got there. She pulled up on the side, grabbing her gun and parking the car. Johnny jumped out with his trusty gun and glance towards her, signaling her to follow him in the abandoned police station.
Onsight, the Kings began to shoot at the Saints, Johnny's crew wearing thin. Sasha cocked her gun at a white VK and watched him go down. Johnny, like the gun slasher he is, was mowing down VK with the help of the other Saints. Johnny and Sasha went inside, leaving a trail of VK behind as the other Saints continued outside and a few inside the station.
"Yo I need some help!" A voice yelled out, belonging to the Saints. Sasha shot a VK that was currently holding the black male Saint, making sure he was good.
The Saint, Nyne, thanked her and went to clear out more VK in the area. Sasha went and run up the stairs, dodging bullets and shooting the VK in the area. Johnny wasn't too far behind her when she heard a voice on the second floor.
"What are you standing around for? Kill 'em!" a shrill voice of Tanya, who ran away when she saw the two Saints.
'For fucks sake, we could have blown this place up if I had to run up these goddamn stairs!' Sasha thought darkly, as she killed another VK while dodging a too close shot.
Sasha was beginning to lose steam, Aisha's shirt had a few bullet holes, on its last thread to be honest. She's pretty sure she may have a bullet wound or something of the sort somewhere. Running up another flight of stairs with Johnny behind her, they finally caught Tanya. There she was, the Vice King vixen staring outside the broken window as if she was waiting for them to catch her.
Sasha and Johnny both approach her, drawing their weapons at her. Before they could shot, Sasha felt a heavy pain in the back of her head, causing her to blackout onto the ground. The other thing she could do was hear off-and-on voices in the room. Anthony Greene held a gun behind Johnny, who muttered a 'shit' under his breath.
"How 'bout you drop the gun, honey?" Tanya said calmly to Johnny.
"If I were you, I'd listen to the lady," Anthony spoke, his voice boomed over the Saint.
"Well of course you would, you bein' her bitch." Johnny quipped back at him, hoping the Saint on the floor wasn't dead as he egged on the Vice Kings.
"Watch your fuckin' mouth," Greene warned.
"Hey, no reason to be hostile," Johnny said. Greene began to search Johnny while Tanya watched with a smirk on her face. Killing one Saint while getting ready to kill the other one was pleasing to the vixen, especially when her 'man' was doing it.
"He packin' anything else?" She questioned, not trusting the Saint.
"Just some rubbers, I was hopin' I could get some of Williams' sloppy seconds." Johnny joked, riling up the vixen. Green hits Johnny over the head with his gun, as he falls to the floor alongside Sasha, who is barely coming through.
"Guess I hit a nerve," muttered Johnny, as he felt the pain go through his body.
Greene looked down at him, anger on his face, "Do yourself a favor, stay down and shut the fuck up. You 3rd Street mothafuckas think you so smart. Well check this out, we ain't impressed. Hell, the only reason you got as far as you did was 'cause King let you. We led you right to where we wanted you, and now the police are gonna finish your ass for good, just the way we planned." He finished, a smug look on his face while pointing a gun at him.
"Well, that explains how your bitch lost Prawn Court." Johnny snapped back him, slowly rising from the ground.
"Are you gonna let him talk about me like that?!" Tanya said in outrage at the backtalk.
"Don't worry baby, I got this," Greene reassured his girlfriend, aiming the gun at Johnny.
"Yeah Tanya, shut the fuck up." Johnny shot back at here like there wasn't a gun pointed at him. Johnny rose to face Greene and out the corner of his eye, he can see Sasha starting to stir awake. Now was his chance.
"I thought I told you to be quiet." Greene threatens the cocky Saint, cocking his gun at him.
"I got shitty hearing." Johnny shot back at the man. Before he could make another snide reply, Greene shot him in the leg which he let out a loud yell. He dropped on the floor in an instant, trying not to cry in pain. Sasha was beginning to come through but waited for an opportunity to get Tanya.
"Now you got a shitty leg." Greene laughed menacingly at the fallen Saint. Johnny then grabbed his hidden knife, stabbing Greene in his foot while Tanya looked on, frighten.
"So do you." Johnny counters back and tackles Greene into a fight. Sasha, somewhat awake, gets to her feet looking conflicted about helping Johnny or killing Tanya.
Johnny screams at her to 'GO NOW', which she didn't need to be told twice. She ran towards the window, punching Tanya in the face, and jumped out, landing on the ground with a hard thud. She couldn't stop as she heard gunshots being shot out, dodging bullets. The mission was to kill Tanya, not leave Johnny to die. Guilt started to pit in her stomach as she kept running till she got into his car and started to drive away.
Struggling to catch her breath, she drove until she heard sirens and Vice Kings trailing her. Muttering a few choice words, she had to shoot while dodging other drivers as well. Her phone began to ring, the ringtone signaling meaning it's Julius. She struggled to answer as one hand was driving and the other was shooting. Sasha ducked down as she answered her phone, focused on driving for now.
"Hey, playa. One of Johnny's crew got out of there in time and told me what went down. If the cops are workin' for the Kings, you gotta get off the streets fast. Hurry up and get back to the church. We'll figure out a way to get Johnny back home." His brass voice boomed through the phone as he hung up on her. Sasha saw this as her chance to finally go to the church as she was beginning to lose the cops and Kings.
It took fifteen minutes to go back to the church but after hiding Johnny's car, she limped back to the hideout, pain in every step she took. A few Saints around her looked at her, some in awe and a few in anger as they heard Johnny was capture but not her. Sasha limped until she stepped foot into the church, ready to face Julius.
Continuing to limp towards his office, she saw that all the lieutenant in the office of the leader of the Saints. Everyone has somber faces, their eyes all on her, waiting for the Saint to speak. Lin grabbed her a jacket and chair as the poor girl looked as she was going to pass out. Sasha gave her a nod as she sat down. She faced Julius as he leaned on his desk, face masked with unread emotions.
"We got most of them on the floors, but the last floor we were ambush. We didn't know Tony was going to be there and I got knocked out by his gun." She said as she touched the knot on her head.
"They went back and forth, Johnny just egging him on. I was in and out, but I heard Johnny go down and stab him in the leg. I wanted to help him, but he told me to go." Her voice getting quieter as she feels she failed the Saints.
"You did what you could. They may have Johnny, but we still have more dirt on them. You had a hard and normally I wouldn't do this but go home rest, and we can come back to this. Troy, drive the poor girl." Julius spoke, dismissing the group.
Dex gave her an unreadable look while Lin just went off to wherever she goes. Troy guided her by the less injured arm to her car. Sasha could feel the adrenalin wearing off, feeling tired.
When she got into the passenger side, sleep instantly got her as well as the huge knot in her head.