Hi everyone! Got another chapter to check out! I think it was longer than I intended it to be, so bear with me here. It was one of those situation where you do a particular chapter for the sake of getting something out of my brain and written dark. Warning! It got really dark and really fast in this story and I'm not talking about the weather. So read at your own peril but please remember to review. As always other than original characters, I own nothing.
"…still unclear how Jane Doe as known only as 'Boss" escaped from the Stilwater Penitentiary. Even more shocking, was that during the trial of reputed gangster Johnny Gat, the aforementioned former leader of the Third Street Saints proceeded to subdue the court officers on duty and free Johnny Gat . The former Saints Enforcer was on his final appeal for his earlier conviction of over three hundred counts of first degree murder and one count attempted murder on now Chief of police Troy Bradshaw. The two former gangsters then proceeded to exit the courthouse, killing several dozen courthouse employees and officers during their escape. The former gang leader is considered the mastermind behind the murders of then police Chief Monroe, Alderman Hughes, and R&B star Aisha. With no official comment from the Stilwater Police Department, the people of Stilwater with bated breath, hoping that these criminals will be captured before their reign of carnage continues. This is Jane Valder….."
Morris shut off the television and slumped into the couch as a wave of sickness and fear watched over him. It was bad enough that this woman broke out of jail mere minutes after waking up, but now you had her and Johnny Gat running loose. And the way Morris saw it, that didn't bode well for anyone who had pissed those two off. Even now, he could still hear the chilling words that she spoke that night "Third thing. When I break out of here, the first thing I'm doing is paying you, your wife, and two kids a visit. After I turned you wife out in front of you and your kids, you can then tell me how much of a virgin I am." It had only been two days, but to Morris it left like an entire lifetime had passed.
"It's bad enough that Alan provoked that woman. But to taunt her with address, just what the fuck was he thinking? Suppose she rounds up some of her banger buddies goes looking for him?" Alan thought to himself
"Alan, are you alright?" a voice asked
He turned around to the blue eyes of his wife, Nicole staring back him, filled with concern.
"Its nothing honey" Morris said reassuringly "Just watching the News."
"Scary, isn't it?" Nicole asked "I'm just glad nothing happened to you."
"yeah right" Morris thought "She probably already has plans to leave me for the asshole Ultor executive she's been fucking"
"Don't forget, we're having dinner tomorrow night with Alan and Rachel." Nicole said "I know they're both looking forward to it."
"Speaking of which, I've got to call Alan." Morris said, getting up from the couch "I'll be in the front yard if you need me."
"Honey, are you sure everything is alrihgt?" Nicole asked "I know things have been…rough lately…but I want you to know that you can always confide in me. Ok?"
Morris smiled "Of course dear. I just need to double-check the duty roster for tomorrow morning with him. So you and Jessica go ahead and finishing setting the table, I'll be there in a moment.
"Sure thing honey" Nicole laughed "assuming I can get her to take a break from Listening to her Aisha albums. You would think the woman was still alive with all the new music that comes out every two years or so."
"You can say that again" Morris smiled at her "I'll be right back honey."
Morris stepped outside in the cool night air and took a deep breath. He pulled his cell phone and dialed Morris' house number. The phone rang twice before someone answered on the other end of the line.
"Good Evening! Whitmoore residence, how can I help you?" Alan asked
"Alan, its Kotter! We need to talk" Morris declared, with an edge to his voice "We got a serious problem."
"Morris? What's going on?" Alan asked "You and the little lady cancelling tomorrow night on us?"
"Would you be serious for once in your life?" Morris asked vexingly "I'm calling about the Jane Doe who broke out after waking up."
"What about her Morris?" Alan asked "She's probably hiding out in some sewer with that Mendoza kid after getting in a few lucky shot on the guards."
"First, those weren't lucky shots." Morris said "I got a friend over at the SPD Anti-Crime Task Force. And according to him, almost all the dead guards from the prison were killed with perfect shots to the heart or head. Not even trained soldiers have that kind of accuracy. Same goes for the guards at the courthouse."
"Courthouse?" Alan asked "What are you talking about?"
"Are you kidding me, Alan" Morris asked in a tone of utter disbelief "A few hours after their escape, she made her way over the local courthouse and killed a bunch of officers stationed there. And get this…..she helped Johnny Gat break out of custody, and the two of them made their way back out, killing everyone they came across. I don't think I need to tell you about the kind of shit they used to say about Johnny Gat. Now imagine the two of them together running loose in Stilwater, killing anyone who so much as glances in their direction the wrong way."
"Oh shit…" Alan said quietly "I knew that was dangerous but….oh shit."
"Yeah, 'Oh shit' is right on the button." Morris said darkly "The leader of the Saints breaks out of jail mere minutes after waking up. Then, she takes a stroll to the court house and breaks out the second most dangerous person from her former gang. I'm guessing the Saints top enforcer might not be happy to hear how his boss wanted when she came out of her coma."
"Holy Shit" Alan said dumbfounded "This is a lot of shit to take in, but what does it have to do with us?"
"I know you haven't forgotten what you did to her when first woke up!" Morris growled "You painted a target on both yourself and me! Not to mention our families lives have been put into her crosshairs as well after your little stunt in the prison."
"It was fun" Alan defended "Besides, she's probably on the run from the cops right now. I doubt she has time for us. Besides, she has no way to find us."
"You gave her your address when you were coping a feel and smacking her around" Morris reminded "And what you call 'Fun', I consider to be the signature on our death warrants. Which is why I think we should take our families out of town for a while."
"Buddy, you can be serious!" Alan exclaimed "Your about to run away over some little incident that she probably doesn't even remember?"
"Alan….." Morris said with a forced calmness "…do you know how she got her nickname?"
"Duh, everyone knows that." Alan replied "They call her 'Boss' because she was leader of.."
"Not that nickname you jackass" Morris interrupted "I'm talking about the other one"
"That 'Archangel' thing they called her a few years ago?" Alan asked "Not really sure. Probably because she thought it sounded cool."
"No you idiot. It's the name that both the locals in the Row and the gang gave her because she acted like an 'avenging angel' who always got retribution against anyone who wronged the local in the Row, the gang, or her directly." Morris explained "If my friend on the SPD task force is to be believed, this woman has done things that would the hardest killers around puke their guts." Alan for the first time, since the conversation started was quiet.
"Morris, what kind of things did she do?" Alan asked
"A lot of things that range from 'oh shit' to 'why won't she just kill me already'. It's really unsettling" Morris explained "There was an incident in a local TeeNay, where I some slob ended up having too much to drink and smacked one of the strippers. Later that day, he turns up with dead with his handed chopped off and his throat slit. On the wall where his body was found, there was a message written with the guys blood. It said 'death to those who strike strippers', but it was written in French! Then there were three Vice Kings who roughed up some kid on his way home from school. They were found dead two days later with their arms and legs chopped off. Again, there was a message written in blood that read "death to those who harm the weak. And again, it was written in French. And then one of the most fucked up case about a lawyer who did business with Los Carnales. She paid off the jury to help a Carnales lieutenant avoid a murder conviction. The lieutenant turned up dead in his own home with a message written in blood on the walls that read 'death to those who rape the innocent'. When they went to question the lawyer about her client, they found her and her entire family dead. Her husband and two teenage sons were castrated and had their throats slit. The lawyer was sodomized to death with a piece of rebar they shoved up her ass. The message left on the walls said 'death to those who profit off the innocent'. In all those cases, there were messages written in French using the blood of the people she killed. And each time, the seal of the archangel was there." Alan was once again speechless. This was the first time he had heard about these stories, and in this moment he felt a wave of both fear and rage.
"Why am I only hearing about this now? Why haven't these cases been reported?" he asked angrily "And what the fuck is the 'seal of the archangel' anyway?"
"The SPD wanted to keep it under wraps. The top brass thought it would have caused a city-wide panic, which is the last thing anyone wanted during an election year. Also, Troy Bradshaw was undercover with gang at the time and they didn't want to do anything the might jeopardize his cover." Morris explained "Hell, if I had asked my friend over at the SPD about it, I would still be oblivious to what this woman's done. Also, I would have smacked you upside the head and stopped you from messing with this crazy bitch in the first place. As for the 'seal of the archangel' it's the symbol she would draw on the walls after killing someone. Its basically a fleur de lis with angel wings coming on the sides."
"Jesus Christ!" Alan exclaimed "This bitch sounds more like a serial killer than a gangbanger."
"No argument there." Morris agreed "Which is why we need to get our asses out of town and fast."
"I hear ya on that one Morris." Alan replied meekly "We'll make plans tomorrow evening when you come over."
"Ok" Morris said "Just keep your head down and make sure no suspicious cars are following you. She might not remember your address, but it will be another story entirely if they manage to catch you out in public."
"Got it" Alan replied "Take care. And thanks for the warning." Morris ended the call. He just couldn't help but feel like their troubles had only just begun.
Gat, Mei, and Kat exited Sloppy Seconds after making a change in wardrobe for some not covered in grime, blood, and gore. Kat was wearing a checkered black and purple skirt with a dark purple cardigan sweater over a white dress shirt with pink sneakers. Mei chose dark purple plaid skirt with purple long sleeve dress shirt with a pink tie. She also got dark purple platform sneakers and knee length white socks. Gat got dark purple slacks and a short sleeve purple dress shirt the replace the ones he was already wearing.
"Can we get a move on?" Gat grumbled "The sooner we do this house call, the sooner we get back to finding a new place for the crew"
"Relax" Mei said lazily "I spent the past couple years in a coma, so I'm take my time enjoying this. Besides, you took the longest time finding something out of all three of us….and yet you just bought what you were already wearing. Kat was behind them giggling at the exchange between them.
"Hey, if it ain't broke, don't fix it." Gat retorted "Besides, I don't think the two women dressed like slutty schoolgirls from a porno should be cracking jokes about anyone, let alone me."
"Hey. That's uncool" Kat said fiercely "I'm going for a 'sexually repressed schoolgirl' thank you very much."
Gat laughed "And what about you Boss?"
"What can I say, I took your 'naughty schoolgirls" comment to heart." Mei "Anyway, lets make our way over the Garden Grove."
After stealing a parked Alaksan, they continued on their way to Garden Grove. After another forty minutes they arrived in the gated neighborhood, and by now the sun was just starting to set.
"Gat, make sure you park the truck facing out. Want to be able to make a hasty retreat in case anything goes wrong" Mei instructed, she turned to face Kat "You're our ticket in. We want to have everyone subdued before someone's screaming tips off the neighbors or having someone call the police. After tonight, every motherfucker is gonna know that the Saints are back in business." Kat proceed to quietly nod.
"Don't worry" Gat encouraged "If you fuck up, yours truly will be there to pick up the pieces."
"I got this Gat. Just be ready with words of praise afterword" Kat retorted " I gonna show how I handle business."
"Looking forward to seeing it." Gat laughed
The three of them quietly exited the vehicle and made their way up to the front door. Gat had a tombstone while Mei had a Vice9 in her hand. The two of them took spots alongside the front door while Kat rang the doorbell.
"Be right there" called a woman's voice from the inside of the house. A minute later, the woman opened the front door.
"How can I…" she began but her mouth was quickly covered by Kat, who using her free hand, pulled a NR4 from her sweater pocket and placed it to the woman's head.
"Make a sound, and your dead. Understand?" Kat asked
The woman nodded her compliance as she slowly moved backward, allowing Kat, Gat, and Mei to enter the house. They made their move along the hallway until the came to the dining room where Alan and two teenage boys who appeared to be his sons were sitting down having a meal.
"Rachel, who was at the…" Alan began, but the words failed him as he saw the three bangers holding his wife hostage.
"Mom!" one of the teenage boys yelled, but before he could move, Gat brought his tombstone to bear on the young man.
"Yo, you better sit down unless you want momma brains blown out" Gat warned
"I'd listen to him if I were you." Mei chimed in "Johnny can have quite the hair trigger."
As the teenager sat back down, Mei took a good look around at the family. The teenager the stood before looked like the younger of the two, not more than sixteen. He had short red hair and freckles. The older of the two teenagers had blond hair like Alan, but had a lot of muscle, almost as though he worked out. As for Alan's wife, she was rather attractive. She as short as Mei, but somewhat skinny, but still had curves in the right places, not to mention a pair of DDs that could probably double as a floatation device. Mei then motioned with her gun for Kat to let the woman go, which she did.
"Take a seat, please I insist" Mei pleaded mockingly "I just came to see my old friend Alan." Looking from the trio to her family, Rachel shakily took a seat at the table. After a few tense minutes of silence, Alan finally spoke
"Why are you here?" He tensely "Why are you terrorizing me and my family?"
"But Alan, you invited me." Mei replied with mocked sadness "You even said that your wife would leave a plate out for me. Remember? In between sticking your fingers inside me and smacking me in the face, you gave me your address and told me to stop by when I was in the neighborhood...so…here I am." Alan wife and children now gave him looks of absolute horror and disgust. Alan, couldn't tell what bothered them more….the fact that he groped a female prisoner, or the fact that he had told said prisoner where they lived.
"look lady…" Alan mumbled " I know we got off on the wrong foot, but my family has nothing to do with this. So why don't you let them go?"
"Seriously?" Mei laughed "You really think that after disrespecting me, that I'm just going to say, 'No problem. All is forgiven and we can just live and let live'? I knew you were stupid because you picked a fight with me, but I thought you had more common sense than this." She turned to face Kat "Time to earn your colors, see if there's anything we can use to tie them up"
"Sure thing" Kat replied as she proceeded to search the house for anything that could be used to tie up the home owners. Meanwhile, Johnny stayed next to Mei with the shotgun still trained on the family, just in case someone was overcome with a sense of bravery.
"So, what do you think I should do with you?" Mei asked Alan "There are a lot of slow and painful ways I could kill you, but I have things to take care of tomorrow, so I can't spend all night here. Any suggestions?" Alan kept a stony expression on his face, but refused to answer. The two teenagers had gone extremely pale as their fear left them immobile. Rachel just sat there crying, quietly pleading for her family to be spared.
"Pl…Ple…Please let us go." Rachel cried "We'll leave Stilwater! You'll never have to see us again and my husband will never disrespect you again."
"After tonight, I don't think that's gonna be a problem" Gat replied darkly "Cause you fuckers ain't gonna be able to disrespect the the Boss again after we get through with you". Kat reemerged in the dining room with two rolls of black duct tape.
"Hey, I found some rolls of heavy-duty duct tape." Kat said "We can use it to tie them up."
"Seems like a cliché home invasion tool, but it'll work." Mei laughed "Tape the kids legs and arms to the chairs so they can't make a run for it. As for….Rachel was it? Just tape her arms behind her back, its not like she's going anywhere. Also, make sure you tape up their mouths as well….expect for my good friend Alan." Kat walked over to the two boys and began restraining them in their seats, while their parents looked on in horror. As Kat finished securing the them to their chairs, she turned her attention to Rachel. She tightly bound the woman's hands behind her back and secured tape across her mouth. Once, Kat was finished, Mei motioned for the woman to retake her seat at the table. Finally it was Alan's turn, who much to Mei delight and disappointment, was more compliant with being tied up than she expected. Once everyone was restrained, Mei proceeded to punch Alan with such force that he slammed into the ground and almost blacked out upon impact. She then sat him upright in the chair and grabbed a fistful of his hair.
"How does it feel to get a taste of your own medicine?" Mei asked "How does it feel to be disrespected?"
"Fuck you bitch!" Alan spat defiantly "What do want from me?"
"Where does your buddy live?" Mei asked "I want to talk to him."
"Why?" Alan asked
"You really think you're in a position to ask me anything motherfucker?" Gat interjected "look around, we can kill you at anytime."
"You can't….." he pleaded "He didn't do anything to you! You've got no problem with him. And I don't how badly you torture me, I'm not about to sell out my best friend."
"Wow" Mei replied "I must say I'm almost impressed by your loyalty. I can sympathize…really I can. After all, I would gladly let a group of thugs rape and kill me before I sold out Gat."
"Bullshit" Gat snickered "You would kill them long before they ever got a chance to put a hand on you."
"True" Mei replied "But at the end of the day…you ain't that loyal, so the sooner you give him up, the sooner we can get out of here."
"No…I can't" Alan said
"Remember what I said I would do to your wife? You have a choice to make" Mei said cruely "I could stay here and do horrible things to wife and kids. Or I can find your friend and take my rage out on his family…your choice."
Alan broke down crying before deciding that he had to protect his family no matter what….even if it meant betraying a friend.
"Morris…Morris Kotter" Alan said "He lives at 451 Copperton in the Truck Yard District"
"See, was that so hard? I don't know why had to make this such a big deal" Mei giggled "And like I said, I'm not going to harm your family"
"Really?" Alan asked, almost overcome with relief "You're not going to hurt my family?"
"Nope" Mei said as she reached over and tore off more duct tape to cover Alan's mouth. "But…..what my friends do is a completely different story." Alan's screams where muffled as he watched his wife pinned down and bent over the dining room table.
"We got all night Johnny, so have fun with her. Kat I want her kid to watch every moment of this, they close their eyes, slit their mother's throat."
"Got it" Kat replied
The next hour would be the most horrifying that Alan had ever experienced in his life as he watched his wife by Johnny Gat. Whenever he needed to take a moment to catch his breath, we would sodomize Rachel with the barrel-end of his shotgun. After an honor of this, Gat found himself every bored.
"Yo Boss, she kinda just taking it now without even fighting back." Gat declared "Should I keep going?"
"Nah" Mei said "It's time to see if our prospect has a strong stomach" . She turned to look at Kat
"What do you need me to do?" Kat asked
"I need them dead, but do it quietly so that the cops don't come here." Mei instructed "Other than that, have fun with it"
"Sure thing" Kat said "I got something I always wanted to try….be right back." Kat quickly walked back into the living room and began knocking things over.
"What the fuck is she doing?" Gat asked as he zipped himself up "We're not waiting for her to construct a fucking spear or some shit"
"Give her a chance" Mei encouraged "She might surprise you with what she has in mind."
Just then, Kat returned carrying a thin metal coil in her hand. Mei could help but smile at her, knowing full well what she indented to do.
"Alright" Kat said, turning to Alan who was still crying. "Say 'bye bye' to the wifey." And with one swift motion, she slipped the thin metal around the woman 's neck as her husband and children looked on helplessly as the life drained from her eyes and she stopped resisting. After another minute, Kat released her stranglehold on Rachel as her lifeless body fell to the ground. The kitchen was filled with nothing but the silent sobs of Alan and his two children. Gat let out a low whistle of astonishment.
"Wow, didn't know we recruited 'Anget 47' into the Saints." Gat said "I might actually be mildly impressed."
"what do you mean 'mildly'?" Kat asked "That fucking poetry in motion!" Gat simply rolled his eyes
"So, who's next? The father or the offspring?" Mei asked quietly "What do you feel would works best for this situation?"
"Simple, lets take care of the kids." Kat said in a matter-of-factly tone "Make him suffer a bit more for the lack of respect he showed you."
At this point, Alan's sons were crying their eyes out while he struggled to break free of his restraints. Kat then proceeded to strangle both of his sons if front of him. Eight minutes later, Alan sat at the table weeping over his dead wife and children whose dead bodies laid in the dining room.
"And then there was one…" Mei said "….the one who groped me…..the one who smacked me…..the one who disrespected me….Kat, I got this one. You too Gat, I got business with this asshole. Watch and learn"
Johnny and Kat looked at each other and then glanced back at Mei "Go for it" They both said together
Mei starting pulling drawers out in the kitchen until she across an 6 inch screwdriver, which proceed to pick up and inspect in her hands.
"It'll do" she declared and looking it over for a minute. She then walked over behind Alan's chair and lowered her head to whisper into his ear. "Tell the wife and kids that the Saints send their regards" In one swift motion, she drove the screwdriver into Alan's skull, only stopping where the handle met the back of the skull. Alan's jerked violent for only a moment before blood poured from his nose and he slumped into the chair, dead from the lethal blow.
"We'll…that take care of that." Mei said "Kat, me and Gat got some business to take care of. Give me your cell and I'll hit you up later once we're set up in a new place.
"Sure thing" Kat said as she gave Gat and Mei her cell. Finally, after a minute of silence she asked the question she had been dying to hear an answer to.
"So, am I in the Saints?" she asked
Mei glanced around the kitchen at Kat's 'handiwork'. The girl was twisted and loyal, maybe even as much as Mei herself. She understood that people like this would be need in the new Saints.
"Sure" Mei said at last "You more than earned your colors, wouldn't you agree Gat?"
"Hell yeah!" Gat "She still strikes me as being a bit crazy….but then again, you and I ain't exactly 'law abiding citizens' by any stretch of the definition.
"You can say that again! " Mei laughed "Just one last thing to do, and then we can get out of here."
"What's that?' Kat asked
"Gotta leave a mark…." Mei replied that lets everyone know who was here.
8 Hours later
"We called you the minute we got this case Chief" the officer explained "Someone in Vice said you would understand.."
"I see" Troy replied "And are we sure it's the same as the ones from a couple years ago?
"Positive" the officer said shakily "Be careful….its a mess in there"
"Will do" Troy responded and proceed to cross the police take and entered the house. Despite the grissily scene of a family of four in the dining room, all the responding officers were gathered around one of the walls in the kitchen.
"Out of the way" Tray barked "What's going on….." but he stopped dead once he say the wall. Scribbled on the wall with what appeared to be the blood of the victims' was a fleur de lis drawing with wings. Below that was a message that read:
L'archange est de retour! Mort à tous ceux qui défient les Saints !
"What does it mean?" a female officer on site asked
"It's French" Troy answered. Suddenly the entire room got quite.
"What does it say?" another officer asked
"The archangel has returned! Death to all who defy the Saints!" Troy replied
No one said anything. But in this one chilling moment, Troy new truly that the most ruthless gangster in Stilwater was back and that his problems were only just the beginning…..
