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Sherise had woke up late, considering that the last six days she was out late doing a lot of work putting damage to the Rollerz and Los Carnales with Damien and Johnny. The last thing she did before going on a mission with Johnny was getting Lin inside the Rollerz good graces by rescuing their mechanic, Donnie. Sherise yawned before showering and putting on a pair of black leggings with metal going down the legs, a red top that makes her breasts bust, her black knee length boots and a black leather jacket with metal and gold on the sleaves and shoulders. She figure she'll head to the church to see if there were anything for her to do. What she didn't expect, was to see Los Carnales everywhere.

"Reese."

Sherise turned around to see a Dominican Saint, she knows as Xavier. He had shoulder length black hair and wore a sleeveless, open purple vest, a fitted white t-shirt underneath, and male black skinny jeans. Xavier was with her and Damien the couple of days. They bounded like with Francis and Douglas, a cool Spanish speaking brother. Xavier and two other Saints were surrounding Angelo Lopez, younger brother of Hector Lopez. Sherise rushed over with a gun wielded in each hand aiming at Angelo.

"Hola mi amigo." Everyone saw Victor, the Carnales' enforcer behind one of the Saints.

"You gotta be fuckin' kidding me." The Saint said.

Sherise and the other Saints began shooting at the super human Mexican. He took each bullet without a flinch. He grabbed one of the Saints and used him as a shield. Bullets pierced through the Saints' body. Once he was dead Victor threw him towards Sherise and the remaining Saints. Angelo stood up and began shooting. A bullet grazed Sherise's arm and proceeded to rush through the Saint behind her. He fell to the ground and bled to death. Sherise and Xavier ran away to get to the church as fast as they could.

In the empty church, Damien was on the phone with Johnny about their progress. Damien had hung up when he seen Sherise run in with blood running down her arm.

"What happened?" Damien asked concern and anger build up as he helped Sherise stand upright.

"Damien, they're attacking the Row." Sherise said after catching her breath.

"Who?"

"The Los Carnales are-"

"It's not the Los Carnales. It's just the Carnales!" Sherise snapped before she could help it. She needs to stop hanging with Dex. She turned to Xavier and smiled lightly. "Sorry."

Xavier nodded before looking at the Saint everyone calls Playa "They're attacking the Row. Angelo and his boys came out of nowhere."

Damien placed his hand over the large scar across Lola's arm that the bullet made.

"They fucked us up pretty hard." Xavier added, Sherise nodded agreeing with him.

"But it looked like we had Angelo pinned down, but Victor came and saved his ass."

"So they're gone?" Damien asked feeling even more mad.

Sherise shook her head. "Angelo and Victor did, but there's a lot of Los Carnales still out there."

"Alright let's split up. The Row's a big place, and we gotta make sure we smoke all those motherfuckas."

The Row was a big place. It took at least three hours for the Saints to eliminate all sixteen of the Carnales' lieutenants. Once it was over, Damien drove Sherise back to the church. They were alone in the large building. Sherise rested on the steps and Damien joined her. She lied her head in Damien's lap while he stroked through her hair. She was worn out from the day. Damien didn't even bother to think before he kissed her on her head. It was weird, but Sherise liked it. Damien sighed, there was a reason why he was edgy later but haven't said anything.

"So, how are you and Johnny doing since...you know?'"

"I know, what?" Sherise lifted herself up.

"Well, Julius told me that Johnny and Aisha were..."

-At the apartment, not five minutes later-

A glass vase flew through the air causing Johnny to duck leaving the vase to brake and shatter. "You're overreacting."

"I'm overreacting!" Sherise pulled out a gun from the back of her leggings and shot a bullet into the wall above Johnny's bleached white tips of hair. Johnny crossed his arms and didn't seem to care that with one mistake his brains could've been blown out. "Pinche puta!"

"Ya know cussing me out in Spanish doesn't make any since because I don't understand anything you fuckin' say. And who taught you Spanish?"

Sherise strutted up to be face to face with Johnny. She raised the pistol to Johnny's forehead. She slowly pressed her finger down on the trigger. Click! It was out of ammo. She knew it, but she wanted to see Johnny flinch, that he didn't do. She threw the empty gun to the floor. "I heard that you were fucking Aisha."

"Well then you must be hearing things. Who told you that?"

"Nobody,"

"You don't wanna be a snitch."

"I'm not saying that." Sherise turned away fighting the urge to cry.

"Then stop bitchin'."

"Damien told me that's what Julius said."

Johnny's calm expression changed as he balled up his fist. "I figured."

"What?"

"Sit down," Johnny and Sherise took a seat on the couches in the living room. Sherise curled up her legs and feet. Johnny slouched and sighed before he began again. "I saw Aisha. I wanted to make sure she was okay, being dead and all. Before you yell in Español again and I remind you I'm going to have a talk with Xavier. But I checked on her because for once I felt bad. So I did that, Eesh was drunk and I stayed over for a few hours to help her sleep."

"Then why did Julius say what he said?"

"Julius thinks I'm a bad influence on you. He doesn't want you to get reckless? As much as I want to kill your friend, he's as bad as I am and Julius doesn't want to add a third psycho to the gang."

"So he hoping that we break up?"

"Many he wants me and playa to kill each other." Johnny laughed.

"Gat I'm serious."

"So am I. Look, I hate to admit it, but Julius is right." Johnny shoved his hands into the front pocket of his jeans. "We are not right for you,"

"I think it's my decision to say who is right for me and who's not." Sherise frowned with crossed arms.

Johnny bent over and grabbed the empty firearm from the floor. "You're stubborn."

Sherise sighed before standing and heading towards the bedroom. "I'm going to head in early."

Johnny stood and grabbed his AK, "Go ahead and rest. Lin told me about some shipment of cars for the Rollerz. I'm going to take your buddy and blow some shit up."

Sherise stopped and looked at Johnny with fearful eyes. "Johnny don't kill him."

Johnny chuckled as he headed for the door. "I'll try not to."

-SR-

Lin strutted into the pool hall. She held her lighter in her right hand and a cigarette hung from the side of her pink lips. Inside there were no Rollerz. She looked around and called out a few of their names with no response. She started her way to leave until she felt a sharp pain in the back of her head and fell to the floor. She looked up to see William Sharp standing over her. He was old, but he had the money and the backbone that took care of the Westside Rollerz. Lin got back up on her feet. She was a fighter, but was no match for Sharp's reinforcements that tackled her to the ground. The struggle left to some of her clothes being slit and ripped. Sharp ordered one of the reinforced Rollerz to handcuff Lin.

"Wait outside." Sharp ordered while he dragged Lin into a staff room. He heaved her up onto a chair and tied her to the chair to completely hold her hostage. Lin tried head-butting Sharp when he was in reach as he tied her up. "You really thought you could prosper little girl. I knew I smelled a rat."

"Go to hell. The Saints will destroy you." Lin wriggled her body.

Sharp reached his cold hand into Lin's shirt where she hid a cellphone and a wire in her bra. He squeezed on the wire hard enough to break up. Then he unlocked her phone. He noticed that the recent call was called frequently. He used his free hand to grab Lin by her neck and pressed his fingers into her skin. "Call them."

"Go...to...hell!" Lin yelled.

Sharp pouted his thin lips. "Fine. I'll just have my Rollerz go out there now and kill them."

"No!" Lin screamed out. "Don't fuckin' lay a hand on her or I will rip your fucking head off with my teeth!"

"Call her then."

"Fuck you!" Lin spit in Sharp's face.

Sharp called in one of the Rollerz from the lobby of the pool hall. "Go find and kill whoever is-"

"Alright!" Sharp let go of Lin's neck and pressed dail on the last number before he held the phone to Lin's ear, it rung twice before Sherise answered. "Meet me at Apollo's."

Sharp nodded to the Roller that was with him. The Roller ran outside armed with a wooden baseball bat. Sherise had pulled up to the restaurant and bar before stepping out. She wore coffee skinny jeans and a white button up along with brown knee length boots. As she closed the door she caught out of the corner of her eye a blur of blue running to the car. She looked over, but before she knew it they bashed the bat onto her face. Sherise's exposed skin was cut and bloodied from the hit. He threw her to the sidewalk.

Sherise came in to consciousness from Lin's constant banging on the trunk that held them captive in the trunk of Lin's Voxel. The car stopped and Sherise and Lin could hear the sound of seagulls. The trunk opened to the darkness of the sky, but a nearby lamp post shone on Sharp and accentuated every wrinkle that was indented on Sharp's aging pale skin. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a switchblade. He flipped it opened and the small compact knife was brought to Sherise's neck. Sharp pressed the edge of the blade into her chocolate skin deep enough to slit her throat, but not too far to kill her. The blood that dripped on the knife was then wiped onto the side of Lin's face. Sharp smiled as Lin cursed.

"Don't fight it little girl." Sharp said.

Sherise squirmed her body from under Lin's. She wasn't confined, so she used her hands to grab Sharp by his expensive suit. He jolted forward, but caught her by her wrist and pulled Sherise out of the trunk. Sherise fell onto the concrete of the empty parking lot they were in and Sharp held his switchblade high in the air, but he stopped when a pair of high-beams shone on him and Sherise. Sherise raised her hand to shield her eyes from the light.

"Sharp what the hell is going on?" A frantic Donnie rushed out of his car. He stared at Sherise confused, but when he saw Lin in the trunk of her car he froze. "Lin!"

Sharp grabbed Donnie before he could run to Lin's aid. "Stop it Donnie!"

"What are you doing to my girl?" Donnie ripped his hand away from Sharp.

"That girl is the snake in the grass. She's a Saint, a traitor to the Rollerz."

"It's not true."

"It's not? Lin why don't you tell him the truth?" Sharp kicked Sherise in her stomach. Sherise coughed up blood. From the trunk Lin could hear Sherise's gurgling noises. "Tell him Lin!" He rammed his foot into Sherise's rib. Lin bit her lips as she heard Sherise try to call out her name in between groaning and moaning.

"I'm a Saint." She said low, but Donnie heard her loud and clear. His eyes drooped. He felt betrayed. "Donnie..."

"Take a deep breath and count to ten Donnie. You heard her. Now, why don't you help me out." Sharp said in between grunts as he heaved Sherise into the backseat of the car. He slammed the door shut and proceeded to make his way to the trunk. He grabbed Donnie's gun and aimed it at Lin's chest. Bang! Donnie flinched when the bullet escaped the gun and penetrated into Lin's stomach. Donnie reached his arms out to help her, but Sharp slammed the trunk enclosing Lin in darkness. The old man gripped his hands on the car and began pushing the car to the edge of the parking lot that led to dark river.

Donnie's jaw dropped open. "Count to ten? You shot my girl! You have another one in there too!"

"It's tragic, I know." Sharp said with enough insensitivity you'd think he were the devil in disguise. "Now, help me push this damn car into the river. Where are you going?"

Donnie rubbed at his eyes as he started his way to his truck. Sharp grunted as he pushed Lin's Voxel over the edge. Sherise rolled inside the backseat as the Voxel tipped over and fell vertically into the river. The car began to sink quickly. Sherise kicked her foot at the door. It fell off after the fifteenth kick. She held what little breath she had to brace for the water that burst inside the Voxel. The more water that filled the car made it sink faster. Sherise swam to the trunk of the sinking car. She tried pulling it open, but the trunk hit her in her chin when Lin kicked it open herself. The lighter Lin used to free herself from the rope swam into the current of the river. Sherise grabbed Lin by the cuffs that still confined her and swam up to the surface for the both of them. Lin's blood left a trail of red underwater while Sherise struggled to keep both of their heads above the rapid waves. Luckily Sherise found the ladder that led from the river and back to the parking lot. She pulled Lin over her and used one hand to climb the ladder at a slow, but steady pace.

At the top of the ladder, a hand reached out for Sherise. She blinked a few times for Donnie's face to come into focus. He used his strength to pull both Sherise and Lin to the parking lot. Donnie lied Lin gently on the ground once he got to her. Sherise held her stomach and coughed as she crawled on the ground.

"It's gonna be okay Lin..." Donnie said as he sit alongside Lin. "It's okay..."

Sherise managed to stand up and walk slowly over to Lin and Donnie. She kneeled beside Lin to check her pulse. There was nothing.

"Lin," Sherise said softly not bothered to fight away the tears as she removed her wet fingers from Lin's neck.

Donnie rubbed at his face again before looking up at Sherise. "You have to get out of here."

"I'm staying with her."

"You have to go!" Donnie yelled. "The Rollerz will be back and they want to make sure you're dead."

Sherise wanted to protest with Donnie. She wanted to stay with Lin, but he was right and she knew Lin would tell her to go if she were alive. Sherise held her aching stomach as she jogged off into he distance.