Hopefully I don't have to keep adding these to the chapters but: Don't own anything but one character, Alith anar owns Kane. And there we go.
3. Crazy Girls
by: DahkWaltz
For a small time guy, Dex was fucking smart.
After taking out the Vice Kings and rescuing Aisha's little sister, his 'mad' skills soon got the attention of the other Lieutenants. With the orders of Dex, he worked alongside the mystery girl named Jackie and took out two drug labs of the Carnales. The way that Dex ran on about some of the plans he wanted to throw at the Carnales? Kane's jaw dropped. This guy had been planning this crap for a few months...that or he actually was that smart.
Lin also got a hold of him, and to his surprise he didn't trip on his own feet. He can't remember specially what he did...though it was something about stealing a Peterliner and driving the big rig to their chop shop. Kane guessed he was sort of daydreaming about the tall, strong Asian woman.
Though during that mission, Lin didn't ask for that other girl to join him.
As he was stepping out of the chop shop, he got a call from Johnny, who picked him up in a few minutes and drove him out of the Row and into Carnales territory.
"Dex is gonna meet us there, man...Hey, you did fucking awesome out there. No doubt Julius will probably have you out as one of our enforcers sooner than you think..."
Kane smirked a little, and offered a shrug in return.
Johnny just laughed. "...You always so humble or just too fucking shy to talk...what's your name, man?"
For a moment, he remained quiet...though finally he managed to say it. "...Kane..."
"Kane? Hell of a name. Sounds like a name that should get the other gangs to shit their pants..." Johnny stated, giving him that Saints handshake that they all do. "Now c'mon. Let's get to neutral territory...At least neutral for the Carnales..."
"Neutral?"
Johnny turned to him and nodded. "Often people are too drunk at this bar to even look at IDs. A few Carnales will step in from time to time, but no V-Kings or Rollerz. Those two gangs have their own hangout, so they ignore this place...Besides, this place I right up my alley...and I figure, why not bring the new boy in, could at least get to know the rest of the family..."
Kane looked to him for a moment and raised an eyebrow.
Johnny smiled. "Yeah, me, Dex, Lin and Jackie? We all come from the Row man...we and Troy all were the first to join in when Julius called to arms. We knew each other for years. So…family.."
Kane rubbed his chin lightly and smiled. "...All right man, let's go..."
"How the hell did you get all this stuff into this little tiny apartment?" Painted said in bewilderment. There were several crates that filled the entire room…hell, the crates were now some of the furniture, with how all the soldiers were treating it. "...I thought you were kidding when it came to getting a new place."
Kane shrugged sheepishly. "eh, you take what you can get, and considering it seems the Syndicate has hackers, we'll have to start from the base down..."
Painted Face shrugged. "And this is why I don't put all my money in the bank…nope...bunch of shitheads they are...that and people try and rob backs still..." she states..slowly turning her head to Kane.
"Hey, fuck you, it was a publicity stunt!" Kane held his hands out, and the tone wasn't violent, indicating he was goofing off.
Shaundi made her way out of the bedroom, looking about as pissed as before...that was before her eyes slowly drew over to Painted. Much of her anger subsided, and actual surprise showed slowly over her features. She was probably as surprised as Kane was at how fast Painted showed up. "I see we are getting along already..."
Painted's own dark eyes turned directly towards Shaundi, and there was an instant smile upon the crazy girl's features. "Holy shit, if it isn't the original party girl!" Without missing a beat, she managed to jump over a large crate and proceeded to land on her feet and jog over to the other girl without missing a beat. The hug that came next, Kane could tell it almost knocked the wind out of Shaundi, almost.
Shaundi smirked lightly, her arms slowly encircling around Painted to return the hug, though shook her head. "Bad...still coping with Johnny being..."
Painted pulled away just enough to look Shaundi directly in the eye, then leaned her forehead to Shaundi's. "Relax, and don't worry too much about it. I'm here, Kane's here, Pierce is here...we'll fuck them up good, all right?"
As he watched as Shaundi's bitterness and anger slowly fade into another tight hug, Kane had to admit, he forgot how close those two were. Painted had a soft spot for the smaller girl...and one of the few times where she didn't seem all that insane.
Painted finally looked over to Kane, "All right, Boss. I'm gonna send some of my enforcers to the docks and see if we can take over a warehouse. Just for supplies and shit. No doubt you guys can find a place for the Headquarters..."
Shaundi frowned softly, some of the previous rage started to return. "Seriously, you two? I thought you were going to be able to talk the Boss into taking or Loren..."
Painted smirked. "Oh, he is, but we gotta be level headed about it. We set up a base of operations, then use that to plan, and charge in. Plus..." She pulled her hands out to the apartment. "You really think we can set up you entire group here?"
Shaundi opened her mouth, and sighed. "...Okay...fine, we need a better place...just...let's get the bastard as soon as possible..."
Painted Face looked back to Kane. "...Kane was close to Johnny, so was I...The Syndicate won't know what hit them..."
"Considering all the shit she went through, you actually got her to settle down with ease." Kane stated jokingly, just stepping outside the apartment. It took a moment to remember who this was, and why he should have a problem with her. Still, there was something about her being around that made him feel a bit better.
"All right. I'll see if I can get a hold of Paul and see if he can get more information about some usable condos around this place..."
Painted Face turned her head to him and raised a brow. "Who the fuck is Paul?"
"Paul?" Kane stated and grinned. "Hell, he's our..." He stopped and looked down when the cell rang. He picked it up. 'Paul? Damn boy, I'm happy to get a hold of ya...what? what do you mean Pierce sent you some things...actually where the fuck has Pierce been? All right, y'know what, hold that thought Paul, let me get back to you."
Painted raised a brow as Kane sighed and dialed Pierce soon after. "Pierce, what are you up to..."
"Hey Boss! Glad you called. Think I found us a new place..."
Kane blinked a bit, then placed the call on speaker. "Pierce, you were suppose to be looking for Loren, not going house hunting…I was actually gonna get Paul to..."
"See, that's the beauty of this place: It's owned by the Morning Star..."
Kane blinked a bit then turned to Painted Face, who merely smiled and shrugged. "Hell, I'd go with it..."
He shrugged back to her then turned towards the phone again. "All right, I'm listening."
Pierce continued. "The Morning Star have a penthouse downtown where they're throwing some big party for their global contacts."
Kane let out a sigh. "And their real estate agent will be there, right?"
"Real funny. I was gonna say we crash their party, kill the Morning Star, and keep the place for the Saints, Ha!"
Kane smiled a bit. Oh, he loved this idea. He turned to Painted Face, who suddenly disappeared, he blinked a bit before looking back to the phone once more. "I'm game, what's the plan?"
"The Saints will be downstairs until you can unlock the elevator for them to come up."
Kane made a face. "Wait, if I can't go up then how will I..." Then it occurred to him. "Oh...right...penthouses..."
"That's right..." He heard Pierce respond, and he could hear the grin behind it. "Meet me at the airport..."
Kane sighed just a bit. "Okay, Painted, where the hell did you..." He took a step back when a car suddenly drove right to him, sliding lightly until it very, very slowly kissed the curb with no damage to it. It was a fucking Temptress...
Painted Face pulled her head out and grinned. "I'm driving, where are we going?"
Kane just eyed the car and just shook his head. "…Seriously? Of all the things a fucking temptress..." He states and climbed into the passenger's seat. "Airport..."
Painted watched him as he climbed in. "...what's the matter with a Temptress?"
Kane shook his head. "Absolutely nothing...this is my favorite fucking car in the world...I'm keeping it..."
Painted smirked a bit and started off. "What? You have a driver that takes you around these days?"
Kane eyed her and sighed. "I got back into becoming a damn good driver, Painted..."
"Yeah, sure…" She stated idly.
A long, quiet ride later, they were both on the Helicopter. Pierce flying, and Shaundi and a crap-load of Saints were on the ground. It took all of...ten minutes to set this all up, and even Painted seemed amused by it.
"Even Pierce became a Helicopter pilot, damn man...the hell did I miss out?" She asked Kane as she held on.
Kane just laughed a bit. "Trust me, you missed a lot. Surprised you didn't become a celebrity yourself..."
Painted just rolled her eyes. "Yeah, no. Hell no..."
Kane laughed in response. "But seriously, we all had to become jack of all trades, so understand if we are able to do some complicated things."
"I'll keep that in mind..." Painted Face retorted gently, looking out to the city, and how high they were.
Pierce soon interrupted them over the com. "All right boys and girls, we've arrived."
Pierce turned the helicopter sideways, and soon enough the duo saw the penthouse for the first time. Kane and Painted pulled up a pair of binoculars to check the place out.
A helipad was the first thing they both got to see, which was attached to the side of the building...up the flight of stairs and the two could see a swimming pool. The 'condo' itself was two stories at least, that pretty much took up the entire top of the building. Lofts covered the side, there was one hell of a main room that could hold a shit-load of things. After the quick conversation with Pierce, they also know that this place had a 'basement', or a third level below the main.
This…was a pretty...place.
"Whatchu thinking?" Pierce asked over the com.
Kane just chuckled. "Some asshole is in my pool..."
The com snapped lightly, and soon the two heard Shaundi. "The crew's ready downstairs. Say the word and we crash the party..."
Kane nodded. "Let's do this. Painted, mess with the guys outside, I'll start heading in and make my way to the basement..."
Painted nodded. "Got it..."
The two stared down, holding onto the edge of the Helicopter. They seemed to be waiting for a mark...
It was Kane who finally cried "Let's GO!" he cried, and jumped out of the helicopter. Painted followed soon after. As they soon dropped, Kane let out a "I really gotta stop doing this shit..." before his parachute opened.
...And Painted Face flew past him Still not opening her chute just yet.
"Hey, you ass!" Kane managed and glared at chick that kept falling. Soon though Painted opened her chute…and promptly fell into the pool. Kane soon shook his head and sighed. Seeing Painted getting out of the pool, he turned on his com. "Frisk some asshole for the number on the elevator, I'll find my way insi…OH SHIT!"
Inside the Penthouse, Strippers and Morning Star were just getting into the party. Some of the gang members were trying to even convince a stripper or two to do more than just strip...though that didn't happen. Not because the stripper said no...but because suddenly the skylight shattered. The glass falling everywhere with Strippers panicking and running in several different directions, Morning Star drew their guns, and looked about…before they looked up.
...And Kane was hanging there. His chute caught in the skylight above that he just burst through, and was now hanging low enough to where he could just cut his chute, and land safely to the ground. Still, the Morning Star staring at him lead to quite a bit of a problem.
"...Hey guys!" he grins and waves to them.
The Morning Star stared...then aimed their guns at him...slowly cocking their guns...
Then the outside exploded with bullets, loud enough to force all the Morning Star to look over. Kane took that to cut his chute…quite literally landing on top of one of the morning star and dropping him hard to the ground. He pulled out his pistol and fired several rounds, taking out a few of the guys.
He found himself picking up a secondary pistol, finally getting the second one before firing away at some of the Morning Star. In fact the only thing that stopped him from completely enjoying himself was the com suddenly flickering to life.
It was Painted Face, who was still outside. "All right, boyo, the number is 3-1-3-1. I'll keep these bozos occupied while you tear up the basement and bring in the rest..."
Kane nods. "Yeah, keep them occupied, I'll be back with reinforcements..." He states, rushing towards the only flight of stairs that lead down. As he got to the basement...he blinked upon seeing a small box of grenades. The doorway in front of him covered in barrels. "...Oh, nothing some explosives can't handle."
...seconds later the Morning Star on the other side of the barricade were in for a surprise when an explosion sent them flying with Kane passing through the flames, firing away and taking several Morning Star down. Quickly, he rushed over to the pad on the elevator, pressing in the code before turning around, watching as the gangsters in black and red started to come down the flight of stairs.
"Ready to Crash the party?" Kane stated, making sure the elevator was already heading up.
"We're coming up, Keep the door clear," was Shaundi's response.
Kane moved to take shelter, pausing for a moment before he pulled out something he recently bought. He threw a Flashbang to the side. Just as the gangsters rushed in, they instantly flew when the flashbang went off. Kane stepped back into view and fired.
One...two...three were down instantly, and soon it seemed he realized his hands were getting accustomed to the pistols…something he used to be good at so many years ago. Soon, he could not help himself. "Oh, I got a feeling...in my LOINS, OH!" he called out and laughed. Ignoring the fact that the elevator doors opened, and out stepped in Shaundi and several other Saints.
"What's the plan here?" Shaundi asked, pulling out her rifle and firing away at a small group of Morning Star.
"Clean the rest of these bastard out of our new place." Was Kane's response, quickly heading up the stairs.
"Easy enough!"
Painted Face had worked her way inside...though much to her dismay the elevator soon opened, revealing a shit load of Morning Star. The woman rolled behind one of the couches as the Morning Star continued firing, trying to take her out.
Painted Face started to reload her gun, but she heard them. They were marching her way. These mob-wannabes were outnumbering her like…20-30 to one. Not too bad of odds. Painted rushed out for a moment and fired, hitting a guy before rolling behind a couch. Still, it seemed that the Morning Star were coming through the elevator above, stepping in and firing downwards.
Painted just grinned a bit in response to all of this. "Damn, this is my kind of fight.." She states, moving over to take a peek...
She laughed, and laughed hard. It was enough to make some of the Morning Star pause on the main level. Little did the men and women wearing red know, but a small row of purple now was standing behind them.
...something rolled between two members of the Morning Star, and their guns instantly aimed towards it. It wasn't a grenade...it was a small can...something that the Morning Star would recognize as one of the 'bombs' that the cops would use...
It was only a moment later when a guys screamed 'FLASHBA...' before the flashbang suddenly exploded.
Painted Face jumped up, firing away at the Morning Star upon the second level while the Saints fired upon the Morning Star upon the main level. Bullet rained everywhere, though after only a few mere seconds, the Morning Star were down, and the Saints were walking around the dead bodies.
Shaundi soon appeared, firing at a remaining member of the Morning Star, then ran over towards Kane, who was now walking over to Painted Face.
Kane turned towards her with a smile. "How's it going, Shaundi?"
"Good news: we've cleared them out." Shaundi started. "Bad news: the boys are saying this place is rigged to blow."
"The fuck you say?" Painted Face managed.
Kane sighed. "Well...Shit..."
Kane was about ready to turn around and make the order for the gang to head out...until Shaundi noticed... "Where's that guy in the helicopter going?"
The Helicopter in question just pulled up…and shook for a few moments. Apparently the guy in the helicopter was a novice in one of those.
"Bet he knows how to disarm this place…" Kane muttered…and ran out the shattered windows of the penthouse and headed straight for the second copter that had landed earlier. Painted Face was right behind him, taking a seat on the side of their own helicopter. Soon enough, the copter was off, chasing after the Morning Star in the hopes to disarm it.
As the chase continued, the phone rang…much to Kane's dismay, Painted Face answered it. "How's the cleanup going?"
Shaundi huffed over the com. "What do I look like, a damn maid?"
Painted Face grinned softly. "You'd look cute in the outfit..."
"We're sitting on a bomb here, and you're making jokes?"
"Pierce and the Boss would agree with me..." Painted Face stated. This earned a laugh from Kane.
The Helicopter landed next to the one they were chasing, and Kane tapped his com. "Talk to me, Shaundi."
"Looks like these things are on a coded timer, and the clock's ticking! You got him yet?"
Kane soon found himself entering a warehouse, with a few more Morning Star inside. Painted took a look around herself a she pulled out her pistols, firing away and taking down as many of the Morning Star as she could. "Just finish cleaning up, I'll get the codes."
"Nope, no codes. Just four wires: red, green blue, and black."
Kane sighed a bit. "I'll get back to you then." He continued to fire upwards at the gangsters, taking down a few himself. "Dammit, I don't have time for these assholes."
Painted Face found a good hiding spot, and nodded to Kane. "Go get him, I'll keep you covered..."
Kane nodded and looked to where the guy was hiding. "All right...gonna trust you!" he cried and ran off. Bullets barely wooshed by...for the moment. Seconds later most of the bullets had stopped. Kane himself pulled up his own pistols, taking out the few Morning Star that were in front of him.
Soon enough, Kane captured the man in front of him, and pushed him against the wall. "How do I defuse the bomb?"
The guy screamed like a little girl. "The red wire, cut the red wire!"
"Good boy..." Kane stated before punching the man out. He moved back out, seeing the rest of the Morning Star down and called Shaundi. "Shaundi, cut the red ones."
"Damn...I lost the bet."
Kane chuckled. "Good times..."
He smirked a little, and shot one more of the Morning Star before looking at the camera above him, shooting it out as well.
Johnny stepped in with Kane behind him, and the first thing that Kane would hear thundering Metal over the speakers. It was loudest near the door; Kane soon realizing this about the time that he stepped further into the place. To be honest he had no idea what was in store when he first stepped in...though soon he would be surprised when once he did.
It was a bar, though the center of the room was set up like an arena. A chain-link fence acted as the wall, so that any to all people that were around could watch the fight. Tables were set all around the arena, and to be honest, the place was packed with people, cheering on the fighters that were just finishing their match.
As Johnny kept slipping further in, Kane soon caught the sight of Dex, who waved them both over. To Kane's surprise, Dex actually was sitting at an empty table, which was a front-row seat for the arena. As Kane managed to step up close enough, he saw the handgun that was resting on the table, which confirmed why there was nobody there.
Dex stood up and gave Johnny and Kane the 'bro-hug' before sitting down, grinning as he waves to the match. "Good timing, Johnny, we're next up..."
Kane blinked and sat back, and waved a hand. Did he mean us?
Johnny waved his hand. "Nah, watch this..."
As the match in front of them finished, the announcer finally came forward. "All right! Give the guys a warm round of applause. And now folks, time for our championship match. "
"As you all know, we've had rather random matches here...anybody who's anybody can step up! So...to our surprise? Our champion of our broken arena is one big brutal chick. You all know her folks, you all love her, or hate her, but you remember her...Ladies and Gentlemen, Tara _!"
This tall woman soon stepped in, packed with muscles and with tits that made most jaws dropped. She stepped through the door that lead into the ring, then moved to one side. People booed, and Kane actually had no idea...until...
"Oh, fuck off you wankas! I'll fuck all your mommas!"
Kane shook his head and sighed.
"And wouldn't you know it? She has finally been challenged! By another chick!" The announcer grinned a bit, and Kane could have sworn that from a distance, the bastard was fanning himself. Ladies and gentlemen, I give you the challenger...Jackie Teagan!"
Kane looked towards the door. Sure enough, it was the same gal that helped him in both the Vice King's and Carnales' missions that he was asked to do. Her hair was tied back, she wore a tight black top and shorts. Because she had a trenchcoat on, he never got to see anything else of her...but now she was showing a bit more flesh. Especially her arms, which were rather muscular for her size, and completely covered in tattoos. Her legs also had a few tattoos, though nowhere near as much.
She looked fucking awesome. Jackie waved to the audience who cheered her on. Then turned to hug somebody before stepping in.
...and wouldn't you know it, the person she hugged was Lin. Kane stared for a few moments at the badass Asian chick, who finally looked over, and gave him a wink in return before both returned to the match.
The two warrior girls stood at the center of the ring, while the ref started to speak. "All right, no low blows, no biting, no trying to take off ears..." He looks to the champion. "I mean you on that..."
The champion grinned and watched Jackie lightly.
"Beyond that, if I tell you to stop, you stop. You can win by submission, by KO, etc. All right, you two ready. Shake hands and head to your corner.
The champion and Jackie soon stepped up, and took their hands to shake…only then Jackie suddenly jumped up and gave the champion a very powerful kiss.
People stared for a very long moment, Kane just blinked. Johnny and Dex laughed. Lin shook her head but smiled.
The Champion? Well, she got pissed and tossed the girl off of her, sending her flying for a second before Jackie landed on her two feet.. "Oh, you stupid dyke bitch!"
Jackie winked lightly in return to the girl. And the bell rang. The two went in close...and both swung at each other...
And during that night, Kane learned many things about the girl named Jackie...
Fives long minutes. That's all it took.
The Champion named Tara had the much smaller Jackie blistered and broken. For four of the five minutes this woman had Jackie on the ropes, with the pour girl trying to defend herself the entire time. While Tara took a moment to pant, Jackie merely puckered her lips, sending the champion to go all out against the smaller girl.
Blood flowing from a wound on her brow, her cheek, her lip. Her eye nearly swollen and black, and yet Jackie continued to just taunt the champ. At one point Kane questioned whether they should throw in the towel and get Jackie out of there.
...The Champ dropped her arms and gasped for breath, and suddenly Jackie was a wildcat. The first swing of Jackie's fist actually sent the champ reeling back. Jackie's second punch slammed into the Champs gut, which sent the much taller women to hunch over in pain. Soon, the much smaller girl was sending a flurry of punches into the beast, backing the Champ into the corner.
Once the Champ was obviously unable to stand up straight anymore, Jackie held the bigger woman's chin, and used that to pull the champ to stand upright. Jackie swung once more with a right hook, which sent the champ hitting the floor hard.
Five long minutes, and Jackie took the beast out like it was nothing. Jackie waved her hands and grinned, blood all over her face and in her teeth, but she didn't seem to care. Many of the guys in the room were hooting and cheering, and the new champ was taken by Lin to the back room.
Soon after, the rest of the Saints were in the back locker room, where Jackie was taking a shower, and Lin was guarding the door to it.
Kane just rubbed his head as he laughed. Johnny followed suit before handing the man a beer. "What'd I tell ya? This place is one hell of a show..." He states before sitting on the same bench that Kane was on. "I figured you'd love to see Jackie fight, bitch is a fucking terror when you put her in the ring..."
Lin shook her head as she watched the two. "You to boys done?" She states softly, crossing her arms. "Where's Dex?"
Johnny waved her off. "Out with the prostitutes again." When Kane gave him a weird look, Johnny just smiled. "Eh, he always was fond of them man..."
Kane chuckled just a bit...that was until the shower turned off, and a naked girl walked by them. Johnny crossed his arms and smirked a bit as Kane stared, though by then Lin coughed lightly. "Heads around boys..."
"What, and ruin my fun?" Johnny stated. "Was gonna get her towel and snap that ass of hers."
"...and then I'd fucking punch you, shithead..." Jackie stated, slowly putting on her jeans and a top. Once she was decent, the two could turn their heads back around. Despite the massive asskicking, Jackie looked decent. A few bruises here and there and a band-aid over her nose from the obvious cut there, but otherwise she looked like she went through a light beating. "C'mon guys, let's head back to Freckle Bitch's, get a super-size meal and just hang..." She states and grins. "Oh, and lets nab all the beers before they realized we stole it..."
The three others smirked a bit, and soon were on their way out. Most tuned out the announcer now.
"And our final match, one of our strongest guys, Maero, will be taking on..."
Matt Miller, the head of the Deckers, let out a small sigh. To be honest, he was already slightly annoyed by the other two heads of the Syndicate...granted, the head was Loren and he and Killbane were just two stooges that dealt particular jobs for him, but he figured he would at least listen to a bit more to him, especially when the issue came to a bunch of wild-bangers like the Saints.
Behind him stood Kimiko, his main Lieutenant, one of his best Specialists and a very damn good hacker in her own right. Not as good as that one FBI girl, but still pretty good. Judging by the look on Kimiko's face, she was just as threatened about the Saints as he was.
Killbane was the only person here for the Luchadores, though to be honest the Luchadores often had their Lieutenants working in various places at all times. Even his second in command was working on a deal currently. So all that was there was Killbane, who was making a pose, much like the statue behind him.
Matt sighed just a bit and looked to Killbane. "The Saints aren't going to back down." He states simply.
The giant ego across the table laughed merrily, and Matt just frowned. "Matty...there's nothing to worry about..."
Matt found himself was about to say something until another voice spoke up, the Belgian accent made sure that Matt knew exactly who it was. "My thoughts exactly, Mr. Killbane." Loren stepped down the flight of stairs, completely cleaned up, and with an eyepatch over his eye, and somehow a cigarette hanging over his blind side. "The Saints are no more than a white noise of empty threats." He stated.
Matt's cell phone rang, and he soon picked it up to look at it before sighing. He placed the phone on the table and slide it to the other side, where Loren would pick it up. "With respect, sir..."
Loren looked at the phone...which showed a video of Kane killing a Morning Star, before turning around to shoot the camera.
"I'd say 'empty' is no longer applicable..."
Loren looked down at the phone soon enough, and frowned. "…It appears I chose right...My son Marko will be here by tomorrow..."
Killbane stopped posing and frowned. "Really? Did we have to bring him in?"
Loren looked to Killbane. "He may not be as sophisticated as the Morning Star in Steelport, but I know that he can be a great assistance to this..." He looked to the phone before sliding it back over to Matt. "...Menace..."