Reclamation
Right after Vince had exited Sloppy Seconds, he had received a call.
"Hello?" he said.
"Come to the church right now, I can't explain, but get here as soon as you can," Troy said.
"On my way," Vince said. He had put on the purple clothes that he bought and got into the yellow Compton that he still had. He drove down to Saint's Row to meet with Troy. From what it sounded like, things were urgent.
He drove down the road. He remembered exactly where the church was as soon as he went into the Row. It did not take long to head to Mission Beach and parked the car right in an open spot near the church entrance.
Vince got out of the car. From a distance, Julius and Troy were seen walking down the steps and towards him.
"What's going on?" Vince said.
"I got word that there's a turf war going on right now," Troy said. "If we crash their party, we could take out all those sons of bitches at once."
"I'm up for it," Vince said.
"Let's get going," Julius said.
All three men headed for the car and got in. Vince drove, Julius rode shotgun, and Troy got into the backseat.
"Where is this war going on?" Vince said.
"Some told me by the docks on Harrowgate," Troy said. "It's not far from here."
"Hope you're strapped, Playa," Julius said. ""Cause we about to go in hard."
"I'm heated, don't worry," Vince said.
"I won't lie," Troy said. "When we go in, shit will be rough. Julius, are you sure it's better we take the new guy instead of Johnny?"
Julius responded, "Troy, don't worry. The kid will be fine."
"You saw how I handled myself earlier, why shouldn't things be fine?" Vince said.
"Don't worry, Playa, stick with me and Troy, and you'll be fine," Julius said.
Vince nodded. He drove down the streets and followed the GPS's directions. It was not long until he was close to the docks. He saw some trailers for 18-wheelers in a lot. As soon as he pulled towards the gateway, he saw some people in blue and some guys in red. From what Vince had gathered, the guys in blue were the Westside Rollerz, as when he saw that tiff involving the gang tag, it was tagged in those colors. From what he suspected, the people in red were the Carnales.
Several rival gang members were dropping after being shot. Blood was spilled everywhere. Some were covering behind their cars and even railings. One Roller and one Carnal were on opposite ends of a contraption, trading shots. Seeing as the Saints were crashing the party, Vince drew his Vice 9 and aimed at the back a Roller's head and pulled the trigger, seeing that the bullet pierced a hole in the back of his head and the body plopping forward. Julius and Troy wasted no time in gunning down the Carnales member. Both men fired two shots each into the man and he just dropped.
Know that there will be more coming, Vince led the way to go around the corner of the storage hangar and dropped in a squatting position when he got to another corner with crates laid out next to a pier. He knew that if he drew attention to any other gang patrolling the area, he would go down.
He ducked near a crate, peering of out one corner. Two Carnales members were seen standing on the dock. He got out his Vice 9 and fired a slug directly to the leg of a Carnales soldier. The man in red howled and saw a red wound on his quad, close to the knee. Vince popped out and fired another bullet, except this time to the man's head.
Another Carnales member ran from another corner near that storage hanger, screaming as he was about to fire. Vince, Troy, and Julius hid behind some crates as the rival gang member kept firing as much as he could. He reached the point where the magazine was empty and posed with such confidence, or was it cockiness? Because before long, Vince popped out with his T3K Urban and pumped four shots into the gang member and he went down.
"Man, I am glad you found this guy, Julius," Troy said.
"I knew I saw potential," Julius said.
But a red Fuerza pulled out from the corner, driving at a fast enough speed even unsafe for driving on a dock. The three Saints quickly spread out of the way. The Carnales soldier hit the brake and got out with a Tombstone shotgun and looked right towards Vince.
"Don't fuck with Los Carnales, ese," the Carnales member said. He had his shotgun ready. He stood at angle where Vince was directly parallel. If Vince even moved, the buckshot could still get him.
"NO!" Troy yelled. The Carnal turned his attention. Julius and Troy wasted no time in pumping that guy full of lead, even with pistols they had. The man slowly dropped, even with his body hitting the car before landing on the ground.
"Let's keep going," Julius said. This time, Julius led the way. From a distance, more shooting kept occurring.
The three kept on running and shooting if needed. From a distance, more party guests were seen, and they wore yellow. Yes, that meant that the Vice Kings were involved, too.
"Okay, Playa, I need you to shoot at some of their lieutenants," Julius said. "Troy and I will handle any others."
"Don't worry, I won't fuck up," Vince said.
It was going to be hard for Vince to pinpoint on who the lieutenants were, but even if they were with any other fellow gang members, he knew that he would have to take them down as well. It didn't matter. The three Saints just shot at anybody who got in their way. They even flanked some members engaging in any gunfights with other gangs. For example, if any Rollerz and Vice Kings were fighting, the Saints got themselves involved and took out whomever.
They kept on going and going. None of the rival gang members were stopping. Some kept on firing at the Saints and any of the others. Even some of the cars were on fire from all of the carnage. From a distance, some Rollerz stood by some fuel drums. Vince lined up his line of vision with his mini-SMG and aimed right at the fuel drums. He pulled the trigger and then BOOM! The Rollerz that stood close to them went up in flames, literally. Both of the members were on fire, with their bodies burning. They ran towards the water that was nearby, but it was too late as their bodies dropped and they burned.
But that wasn't the end of it. Sirens wailed as a Stilwater PD car pulled into the area and parked right by any surviving members of the Rollerz and Vice Kings.
"We need to get out of here, now," Troy said.
Vince looked around and saw a yellow Zomkah parked near a storage hangar. It was convertible. The three Saints ran towards the car and Vince started it up and they were out of dodge.
Some of the cops pulled the surviving Rollerz and Vice Kings aside and had them up against the wall. One cop looked up and saw the yellow Zomkah speeding the hell out of there. She got out her scanner and said, "Yellow convertible heading east on Athos Bay. I repeat, yellow convertible, all units respond."
Vince hit the gas to try to evade the cops. He swerved to make a left to head towards Harrowgate. However, a cop car was right behind him, blue and red lights flashing and siren wailing.
"Julius, take the wheel," Vince said.
"What are you doing?" Julius said.
"Getting the cops off us," Vince said.
Vince popped up out of his seat and Julius moved to get to the driver's side. Vince put a magazine into the T3K and popped up.
"Whoa, what the hell are you doing?" Troy said.
Vince said nothing, but let the gunfire do all the talking as he fired rounds into the two cops that were in the cop car. The glass on the windshield broke, blood sprayed onto the windshield, and the car crashed into a telephone pole and it fell right onto the car.
"Wow, Playa," Julius said. "Let's go back to the church. I'm calling for a meeting. Troy, call up Johnny, Dex, and Lin. There is something we need to discuss."
"No problem," Troy said and got out his phone.
Vince sat back in his seat. Julius drove Vince and Troy back to the church. Another meeting was set. There was already a meeting that occurred earlier that day, but from what it sounded like, this was even bigger than when he got "canonized" that same day.
As soon as they pulled up, Julius had one more thing to say.
"We did it, Playa. Saint's Row is ours again," Julius said. "Don't think I'm finished with you yet, though. We got a meeting in a bit and I think it would be good if you're there."
"I'll be there," Vince said and then all three got out of the car.
It had been a few hours. Vince had gone to rest a bit after what he had just got through that day. He had received a text message from Troy, stating that the meeting was on in a few minutes. Vince got out and drove the same Zomkah that he stole that day and headed to the church.
He entered the church. If there was one thing he hadn't done that whole day, it was go inside. This church was definitely not used for Sunday service. That was for sure. Many of the pews were spread out, some were even broken. Some statues were broken as well, as well as had Saints graffiti on the wall adjacent to the altar.
Many of the Saints had attended. Some of whom Vince had beaten up during his initiation process. Others were Dex and Johnny, who were at the other meeting from that morning. Julius stood at the altar, or maybe it was a stage as this church was no longer a place of worship. Everyone's attention was right on him. It was time for the man to speak.
"Listen up, people, I got some serious shit to discuss," Julius said. "Yeah, we cleared out the Row, but you think that's going to stop them? Unless we wipe all these motherfuckers out, they're going to keep coming and they won't stop, and they ain't gonna be happy. It won't be settled until the Carnales, the Rollerz, and the Vice Kings ain't nothin' but a memory."
Julius paused for a bit and then continued to speak. "So I got a plan. I'm going to get some of you to look for some info on the other gangs. Dex, you got the Carnales. Ever since they hooked up with the Colombians, it's like they own this town, and with that drug money rolling in, no way we can compete. Be careful and smart on how you move against them. The Lopez family's been running that gang for 30 years. There's a reason they're still around."
"Got it, I'll see what I can find," Dex said.
"Troy, you're dealing with the Vice Kings," Julius said.
"Not a chance," Troy said.
"The fuck you say?" Julius said.
"Anyone but them," Troy said.
"Are you scared of going against Benjamin King?" Julius said.
"Man, fuck that, I'll take King out." A voice was heard as the Saints, including Troy, Dex, and Vince turned to see who it was. It was Johnny who wanted to volunteer.
"Johnny, it's not that simple," Julius said.
"Bullets still kill motherfuckers, right?" Johnny said. "It doesn't get much simpler than that. I can go in and blast that fool and that shit'll be done quick."
Julius looked towards Troy and Dex, and said, "Keep an eye on your boy."
"I don't need a fucking babysitter, Julius," Johnny said.
Julius said the exact same thing to Troy and Dex, with a much sterner tone. It was like they knew what this guy Johnny was capable of. Dex and Troy nodded their heads.
"Okay, so who's got the Rollerz?" Dex said.
"I do," a female voice said. Once again, everyone's attention shifted in the direction of where that voice came from. Vince looked up and there she was – that same Chinese-American woman from earlier that day, wearing a halter top and wearing blue and white pants.
"Lin, the fuck you wearing blue for?" Johnny said.
"I asked Lin to hook up with the Rollerz," Julius said. "We don't know much about these fuckers, so I wanted one of us to go undercover."
One male Saint looked at Lin. "I didn't think the Rollerz pimped hoes."
Without hesitation, Lin threw a hard right-handed punch to that guy's face. Vince looked on, smiled a tad with so much intrigue. Sure, he found her attractive, but to throw a punch like that, she sure didn't mess around.
"Any other comments?" Lin said.
"Yeah, when you punch, don't throw your shoulder so much," Johnny said.
"Shut up, Johnny," Lin said with minor annoyance, almost as if she was used to the stuff he said, like how two siblings would squabble. They probably weren't siblings per se, but they seemingly had that kind of relationship.
"Hey, I'm just sayin'," Johnny said.
Julius turned his attention to Vince. Seeing as how he was new, he now found himself in this war.
"Hey, once we're done here, go talk to one of these guys," Julius said. "They'll have something for you to do. It's our time now. Let's get this shit started."
Everyone raised their arms and nodded their heads. It was time to get started in this war. With the gangs at war with each other, the Saints had to make it known that they won't let the other gangs take over their neighborhood.
Author's note: Okay, I will have to do a little brainstorming as to what I should do next. I am thinking about doing the gang storylines somewhat in sync, depending on how things would, could, or should go down. Part of me wants to start with the Vice Kings first, or at least with the first mission. I will see.
Oh, and regarding the strongholds, I might just mention them in passing.