Leon woke up around noon, he had the house to himself so he decided to make himself a snack when he received a text from his friend Orlando.
"Yo homes just checking to make sure you good heard about the shooting this morning" it read.
Leon replied that he was fine and remember something.
"Oh shit, I forgot the meeting" Leon quickly put his shoes on and made his way to the church arriving after a 10 minute walk. Leon could see several people dressed in purple outside the church as Julius began speaking.
"Every muthafucka here knows what we need to do. Those bitches be ridin' around, thinkin' they own these streets. I don't care what flags they're flyin'... Rollerz, Carnales, Vice Kings... no one's makin' this nigga scared to walk the Row. We 'bout to lock this shit down... right now."
Several of the members began cheering. Leon couldn't help but feel out of place being the only one not wearing purple clothing and began to feel nervous.
"Fuck yeah." An Asian man yelled before noticing Leon. "Who the fuck's this guy?"
"Troy and I found him, I was gonna see if he'd ride with us." Julius answered. Leon noticed two guys approach him from behind.
"Julius, if he wants to run with the Saints he's gotta be canonized."
"Canonized, the duck does that mean?" Leon thought.
"He's right, Julius. Everyone had to do it." Troy said.
"You ready for this, playa?" Julius asked with a serious tone.
Leon suddenly realized that he was about to be initiated, his heart racing one of the Saints ran up to him and tried to punch him. Whether it was by luck or reflex Leon duck and countered with a jab hitting the Saint in the face,
"Fucking asshole" The Saint cursed as he began bleeding from his mouth.
Two more Saints ran towards Leon and began pummeling him as he blocked to protect his face. Leon kicked one of the Saints in the leg causing him to lose his balance and then hit him in the face with a hard left hook causing the Saint to tap out. The second attacker, a large hispanic female tried to grab Leon but he was able to hit her with a lower cut punch to her stomach knocking the wind out of her and causing her to vomit.
"Fucking gross!" one of the Saints called out.
Two more Saints tried to run up in Leon but this time Leon anticipated their moves and hit one of Saints with a quick 1-2 punch and then pushed him into the other Saint knocking both of them down.
The Saints had enough and Leon dropped to the floor out of breathe before being congratulated by Troy.
"You earned your colors today."
"That's some impressive shit; the only other Saint who kicked ass like that was Johnny." A Saint wearing a purple visor said.
"Shit, took me half the time." Johnny bragged.
"Welcome to the 3rd Street Saints." Julius congratulated before continuing his speech. "Let's get down to business. If we're serious about takin' back the Row, we gotta let those muthafuckas know what time it is. Now you break it down, and it's all about respect. Get enough of it, they're gonna back off, and we're gonna move right on in. We got some friends in town that could use some help. Give 'em a hand. 'Course, you can always drop any muthafucka flyin the wrong flag. So long as word gets out that the Saints is on the Row, I don't give a damn how you do it. You feel me?"
As everyone began to leave Julius stopped Leon and told him to wait because he had an assignment for him.
"Just a moment Playa I'm sending you and Troy to take down some Vice Kings in the area, wait up for Troy" Julius then drove off in a Purple Zenith.