Author's Note: Kihlala Sisters, TheXRatedReader, Miss. Kookies, MyDeepDesire, Born2BeMe and Crazyhyper09; you're reviews means a lot. Also to put it out there, Aisha is not technically dead, that was a saying, as though she's dead to Johnny. But a lot more is about to happen. Enjoy.

"Babe, you should've seen it," Gat said as Sherise made spaghetti in his kitchen. That was after going shopping for food and pots and tools. "So the mute had the RPG and was firing rockets at the corrupt cops and the Vice Queens. Then when we was done we went back to Kingdom Come and blew the shit up again. It was beautiful if I say so myself."

Sherise placed a few tongs full of spaghetti and meat sauce on a plastic plate and handed the meal to Johnny. She sat next to him on the couch while he gladly accepted the food into his empty stomach. The TV was finally plugged into the wall. Sherise wanted to watch a show on ABC, surprisingly Saints Row has all of the channels back home. But Johnny stuffed the remote in his sock and made sure to keep the TV on Channel 6 News.

"Our on-site reporter, Jane Valderamma, is at the scene right now. Jane..."

"Thank you Jack," The cameras showed Jane Valderamma in front of the re-destroyed Kingdom Come Records. "Behind me is the re-destroyed Kingdom Come Records. It is reported that the notorious street gang, the Vice Kings, have been working alongside members of the Stilwater Police Department, those of whom are now deceased from a series of random murders..."

That's all Johnny needed to hear to burst out in excitement. Sherise slouched lower in the couch besides him. "They're playing Lost reruns," She muttered.

Johnny shoved a fork full of spaghetti down his throat. "Boo hoo, you can buy the DVD box set."

"Whatever,"

The house phone began to ring loudly. Sherise was going to answer, but Johnny told her not to. He said to wait until the voice messaging system came on. She didn't understand it until the rings ended and Johnny's voice appeared.

I'm out murderin' or at Freckle Bitch's. Don't leave a fucking message because I'm not gonna answer that shit. Have a good day motherfucker.

Johnny and Sherise laughed in unison. Sherise got up from the couch and went back to the kitchen to get herself a water and Johnny a beer. The phone rang again. Johnny didn't bother answering. He changed the channel to watch Lost. Sherise sighed and quickly answered the phone before it went to voicemail. Johnny groaned, "Why are you answering?"

"It could be important."

"It could be the fucking cops callin' to see if we're here. I bet we're surrounded. Good thing I have more RPG ammo in the bathroom."

Sherise loved Johnny but sometimes don't understand him, she shook her head in disapproval as she answered the phone. Johnny had this weird love for the bathroom. He stored all of his hair gel there and weapons. One time when she first started staying with Johnny, she found out that in the medicine cabinet were an array of weapons: knifes, pistols, and grenades. She ignored it until she went to use the toilet, but the toilet didn't flush. She had called a plumber and he said it was clogged, apparently there was a grenade stuffed in there too. Sherise answered the phone. Julius' deep preacher like voice was in distress on the other end.

"Where's Gat?" Julius asked.

"He's watching TV." Sherise answered as she crossover her arms over her chest. "I can take a message if you like."

"The mute is out with Troy,"

Sherise pushed the speakerphone button to make Johnny hear the phone call.

"Listen carefully. Benjamin King just called. It seems like one of his boys got a big head and tried to take him out. He's pinned down in the park right now and needs some help. Now, what happens to King may not mean shit to you, but him and me, we got history. I owe King from way back in the day, and he ain't gonna eat it if I can help it. You and Gat are gonna go out there and save his ass. I ain't fuckin' around Gat. You and your girl bring King to the church safe. You feel me?"

Julius ended the phone call on his end. Without hesitation Gat was already throwing a t-shirt over his chest and jogging into the bathroom for his AK. He returned with a muti-color button up for Sherise to throw over the sports bra she was wearing. Sherise slid into a pair of knee length brown boots and soon enough Johnny and her were off inside the Venom.

They drove blindly without directions and yelled at each other on where to go until they saw a swarm of Vice Kings in a courtyard shooting at a large Black man dressed in a high-end black tailored suit and yellow tie. "There's the King." Johnny brought the Venom to an abrupt stop.

Gat hopped out of the car with his RPG slung on his shoulder. He held it up and a screeching rocket blew out of it. One of the Vice Kings vehicles burst in flames. Johnny laughed as some of them caught on fire from the residue of flames in the air. Sherise grabbed his AK and began shooting whoever wasn't dead from the RPG blast. Johnny ran over to King. The former gang revolutionary was shot in his arm, but he didn't mind.

"My car is on the other side." King said.

"We can just take the Venom." Johnny turned around. Sherise had shot a surviving Vice King in his head. As Johnny jogged for the Venom his finger accidentally hit the trigger on the RPG. A rocket ripped through the air and made the Venom its victim. The car erupted into flames. Sherise punched Johnny in his shoulder when she reached him.

"Nice going. I liked that car!" She yelled and then pushed Johnny out of her way to see King. "Where'd you say your car was?"

King ran ahead of Johnny and Sherise. His large yellow Mag was parked in the middle of the street. Four Vice King cars drifted around the Mag. Johnny shot off two rockets. One rocket missed and flew into the sky. The other directly hit a Vice King car. Sherise spewed out three AK clips. She was able to headshot the other three drivers and two passengers while King took out the rest that tried to make a run for it. The three of them entered King's Mag. King started up the truck and began driving through the streets, looking into every corner.

"Who are you looking for?" Sherise asked.

"Warren's gotta be around here somewhere."

Suddenly another yellow car came speeding down the street. Warren Williams was behind the wheel. With one free hand he shot out rounds from his AK. Sherise tried to aim, but King's driving threw her off every time. Johnny told King to stop the car. He got out and aimed his RPG at Warren's car.

"You can't hide from me King! It must be my lucky day, I get to kill all three of you bitches! And after I do, no one's gonna step to EZ Money!" Warren yelled out.

Johnny readied his finger on the RPG's trigger. He focused his sight on the yellow car that grew closer and closer with each second. His thick dark eyebrows centered and once Warren was close enough he pressed his index finger down.

The car exploded into flames. Johnny could see Warren jump out of the vehicle when the rocket hit. He wanted to go and execute him, but Sherise shook her head and told him to get in the truck. To her surprise, he listened. King revved up the engine. "Julius sent you?"

"Isn't that a little late to ask." Sherise said as she caught her breath. She leaned over inside the backseat to reach her hands over to Johnny in the passenger seat. He had ashes all over his t-shirt and all inside his hair. "We're going to the church."

-Julius' office-

King and Julius looked like long-lost brothers inside Julius office. The two men had the same dark chocolate skin tone, dark brown eyes, deep empowering voices, and were leaders of their respected gangs. At Julius' long table, Julius sat in his large chair in the middle, King sat on one end, while Johnny was seated across from him at the other end. Gat held a pistol in his hand under the desk. Sherise could see Johnny switching the gun from safety to armed from her angle where she sat inside the office alongside Julius in the middle of the table.

"Looking good Ben." Julius said.

King smiled. "Been a long time, Jules."

"Sorry about Jamie."

King glanced over to Sherise and Johnny. "Sorry about these two, but it was business. We should let that go."

Julius laced his fingers together. Johnny cocked his head sideways. "So what's the plan?" Gat asked.

"We kill Tanya and I get back to business."

"I don't think so Benjamin." Julius said.

"What?"

"I said no." Julius talked to Benjamin King like a child. "You're alive; we straight. But the Vice Kings? They're through."

"Then kill me, quit wastin' my god damn time."

"You got a choice. You can keep your fuckin' pride and die right now, or you can be a man and walk away."

"When did you get the balls Jules?" King chuckled out.

"What's it gonna be?" Julius asked.

King sighed. "I ain't walkin' away."

"Fair enough. Johnny."

Johnny lifted up from his chair. He stretched out his arm to have his pistol aimed straight for King's head.

"I ain't walkin' away until I deal with Tanya. She's the reason my nephew isn't here."

"My nigga." Julius said and he and Julius made a quick brotherly love handshake. "Now you understand that this ain't just about Tanya, right? We're finishing the whole crew."

"Yeah, I know."

"So lets get to it. Plan?" Julius asked.

"I know where all them fools hang. All we got to do is roll up in there and lead them to the cops. The Vice Kings ties with the police and Hughes is severed so they'll take care of the rest for us."

"Take the mute as your wheelman." Julius said. "it's good to have you back Benjamin."

-SR-

Johnny and the Damien sat inside Johnny's office. Sherise wasn't in the office, she was getting a bit of practice before she help take out Tanya while Johnny explained the plan to Damien. Johnny took a drag from the Damien's joint and blew out a large cloud of ganja.

Damien looked at Johnny and inhaled before exhaling. "Gat, I want to lay the cards down. Exspecially if we're going to be working together. I love Sherise and I kissed her a few nights ago."

Johnny stopped what he was doing and looked up at the pale skinned caucasian. "You fucking did what!"

Damien braced himself but that didn't stop him from falling to the floor from a hard punch to the face. The sound of a gun clicking made Damien look up to see Johnny standing over him with a forty four shepherd aimed at his head. But Johnny wasn't expecting the door to open and reveal Sherise wearing a tight purple tank top, black leggings and knee length black boots.

"Guys I'm getting really better at-" Sherise stopped in the entrance of Johnny's office as she stared with wide, fearful eyes. "Johnny! No!"

Johnny stood and glared at his girlfriend. "Why the fuck you didn't tell me that this motherfucker kissed you!"

Sherise stared at Damien for the longest with unbelievable eyes. "Why did you tell him that!"

Damien coughed before standing up. "If we're going to be working together to end these gangs than there shouldn't be a anything between us. My beef is with the fucker out there."

Johnny pushed up his glasses, as though that was a lot the playa has ever said; to him anyway. But he was right. "I'm not jealous."

Sherise rolled her eyes before hugging Damien. She turned back to Johnny and sighed. "You are but I want you and you only..." she more than realized that was a lie. She wants both of them but she can't have cake and ice cream.

Johnny sat on the edge of the desk before pulling Sherise to stand in between his legs. "Anyways, I've been chatting with King, and it looks like Tanya's takeover after she killed Warren..." Sherise remembers that Tanya shot Warren in the head, she didn't see it here but remembered watching it back home, well old home. "...didn't sit well with everybody. The Vice Kings are fighting amongst themselves; now is the time to take 'em out for good. King said he was gonna come along, I hope he hasn't gone soft."

"Don't ever worry about me baby-boy, 'cause I' gonna handle mine." Benjamin King hauled a shotgun over his shoulder as he entered Johnny's office.

Johnny shrugged his shoulders. "All I'm sayin' is that since you got here you've been nothin' but talk."

Damien remembered his mission with King when they were getting the police to crack down on Vice Kings five days ago. King talked about how Julius wasn't originally from Saints Row, but from Sunnyvale Gardens which explained their close relationship. Julius even remembered King's old speeches to retell to the Saints like oral history.

King fixed his tie with his freehand. "I've smoked dozens of fools before. I ain't addin' to the count unless I have to."

"That's just fuckin' great. Look, I don't want you bitchin' out when you see your crew."

"Ain't my crew son. That's why I'm here, remember? So how 'bout you put your dick away, pick up your gun, and try to keep your knee away from the bullets."

Johnny stood up and loaded up his pistol. "You heard the cocky son of a bitch, mute. Let's roll."

-At King's penthouse-

King's penthouse was massive and filled with Vice Kings that were loyal enough to stay even with Tanya in control. Johnny, Sherise, Damien, and King shot their way through enough Vice Kings that could fill the church with their corpses. When the Vice Kings were done with, they walked into the elevator to reach the penthouse where Tanya was. The elevator music filled the silence between the four.

Johnny broke it when he slung his gun over his shoulder and said, "I'm gonna skull fuck that bitch."

Damien laughed to himself at the comment. A sly smile formed on his usually stiff mouth. "Hope you don't mind hepatitis."

"Wha?" Johnny was surprised that the mute talked with someone around besides him and Sherise, but that shock went away when the elevator made a loud ding and the doors opened to the final floor.

Sitting in a black office chair was Tanya Winters. She was scantily clad in a white crop top, white miniskirt, white lace tights, and white heels. She wore large gold hoop earrings through her ears and the two long bangs of her chestnut brown hair was dyed a yellow-ish gold color. She lifted herself from the chair to be greeted by the Saints and King's guns. "Some boys don't get enough of me." She said as she lifted up her shotgun.

"I had more than my fill bitch," Johnny pressed his finger down on his AK accompanied by King, Sherise and Damien's ammo.

Tanya was shot only twice, both in her chest. The bullets stayed inside her body, but her blood spilled out of her uncontrollably. Johnny held his arm out for Sherise, King and Damien to cease fire. Tanya fell to her knees and when Johnny stood in front of her he lifted her head up for her to see him. "Don't you fucking dare." Tanya gurgled out of her blood filled mouth.

Johnny turned and pointed to Sherise as Damien walked over. "You kept my girl captive and used up by any Vice King that approached her. I could just shoot you in your fucking head, but you don't deserve that."

Tanya snarled, "Fuck you."

The blade of Johnny's knife swiftly sliced through the skin on Tanya's neck. He pressed deep enough to make her beg him to kill her, but he wanted her to suffer. Johnny grabbed her shotgun and used it to blow through the glass window. Gat manhandled Tanya by her neck. She was afraid her neck was going to snap like a chicken if he pulled any harder. Johnny made Tanya stand up and held her in front of the ledge. He held the shotgun to Tanya's temple. His finger was over the trigger. He wanted to pull it badly, so did Damien but they both know that it was King's time. He let Tanya go and gestured his hand towards King.

"There you go King." He tossed the shotgun to the former leader of the Vice Kings.

"I built, I watched, and now I'm actin'..." King repeated to himself.

King flicked his finger on the trigger. One bullet entered through Tanya's back and exited through her stomach. Tanya's body fell from the building like a ragdoll. They all thought she was dead, but Tanya let out a blood-curdling scream before they heard a bang followed by car alarms. Johnny and Damien looked down below to see Tanya's lifeless body sprawled over King's heavily damaged Mag.

He turned around to King who took a look for himself and patted his back. "Sucks for your car. We better get out of here. The cops will be here soon. You comin' King!"

"Alright, lets go."

The four made their way back down to the first floor of the penthouse. Johnny fixed his leg brace as he walked and said, "Hey, I know what you told Julius and all, but why don't you stick around and roll with us. I'm sure he wouldn't mind havin' you around."

"Don't bet on that." King said.

Johnny turned to the Damien after pulling Sherise close by her waist. "You think you can find a way to the Row on your own? Some celebrating awaits."

Sherise giggled before walking off with Johnny's arm still around her waist. Damien still felt hurt but as long as Sherise is happy, that's what matters. But he'll make sure no harm with come to her, that's why he stole a Bootlegger and headed for some Los Carnales and Rollerz strongholds.