Chapter 5

"You know what you're planning is wrong," Julius said.

He, along with Dex and Cyrus, were in the former's office just behind the cockpit. Despite the Saints' takeover of Steelport, members of the Syndicate still resisted, and Dex reached out to them, offering aid. Now they were en route to the island city, along with the resurected gang leaders.

"You're probably right," Dex began. "But look how messed up the world is."

"He has a point," Cyrus added. "All the bureaucrats and politicans do is argue among themselves and let criminals have their way. I mean, do you know who the lead presidental canidates are? Not Obama or Romney, but a psycho senator and a ditzy, skanky actress."

"That reminds me, why didn't you bring back Richard?" Julius asked.

"He's a dick," Dex said, laughing.

As the plane neared Steelport, Phillipe Loren caught a whif of something. Then he noticed smoke dancing around the cabin. Annoyed, he turned around to see some of the more unplesant gang members smoking from bongs adorned with rubys and diamonds. Shaking his head, Phillipe gently nudged Kiki, waking her from a light nap. She woke up instantly, her eyes wide open.

"Yes, Mr. Loren?" she asked.

"Please get the people in the back to stop whatever it i they're doing."

She got up, pulling out a KA-1 Kobra as she went to the back. Sitting in front of him, Dane Vogel and William Sharp nooded in approval.

"How did you ever find such a lovely and loyal servant?" he asked.

"Harvard," he answered. He turned to Kazuo, sitting across from him. "And what about you, Mr. Akuji? Where did you find Jyunichi?"

"That is none of your concern," he answered.

Phillipe raised an eyebrow in amusment. "Is that so? Do you believe your warrior is better than mine?"

The Yakuza turned to him, his face expressionless but his voice filled with malice. "He is a samurai trained from birth, and she is a harvard whore."

"Then why don't we pit them against one another? See which one is stronger?"

Kazuo smiled faintly. "A duel?"

"That would be entertaining," Sharp said.

"If only we could see tickets," Vogel added.

Back in the rear, Kiki stood as the group continued to smoke pot. A dozen eyes turned to her, reflecting intrest and annoyance.

"Something you want, sweet thing?" Warren Williams asked.

"Please stop filling the air with your drugs," she asked. "It's making Phillipe ill."

"The French guy?" Joeseph asked, holding a blunt. "Ah, fuck him. He'll be fine."

Kiki didn't budge. "He's Belgian."

"French, Belgian, who the fuck cares," Veteran Child said. "Why don't you join in? From what I'm seeing, you could use a little pot in your life." He held out a blunt, but Kiki slapped it out of his hand. Everyone oohed.

"You gonna let some secretary do that shit?" Warren yelled.

Before a fight could break out, Kia burst into the room. Everyone went silent. She then snatched the bongs away from the group, and left the cabin without syaing a word. Kiki turned around and went back to her seat. Veteran Child sighed and leaned back.

"Wonder how the Saints are holding up," he mumbled.

Aisha shook her head as she watched Lin trying to bite the rope off her hands. After they were brought back to life, she, Lin and Carlos were immeadtley isolated from the rest of the gang leaders. Except Julius. She and Lin asked why, and learned that the former Saints leader was responsible for the gang's inital downfall and the near assassination of the man now known as the Boss. Now they were hanging from large Roman-style statues that one of the gang leaders was fond of. Carlos looked at Lin and sighed.

"Just give up," he said. "We're not gonna make it out of here."

"And let those fuckers kill me and make me a zombie again," Lin said with rope in her mouth. "No thanks."

"Carlos, don't you want to get back at these guys?" Aisha asked.

"Yeah, but..."

"But what? Carlos, they killed you."

"I know, but..."

Aisha scowled. "If someone does shit to you, you don't walk away like a little bitch. You find them, you key their car, you rob his house, you bang his wife, you stuff a meter long dildo in his-"

"Ok, I get it," Carlos said, disturbed.

"The point is, we're not going to let these guys walk away. And from what we've heard, they're going after the Saints. Chances are Johnny and the others still alive. So we're going to escape, and find them."

"Good to see some of Johnny rubbed off you," Lin said, dangling rope from her fingers. "Now let's get the fuck outta here."

Kia entered the cargo hold, still holding the bundle of drugs. She hated the gang members, but they had their uses. When the New Order arrives, they will no longer have any use for them. She turned to the statues, expecting to the Saints tied to them. Upon seeing them missing, Kia suddenly felt a shap pain in the back of her head. She fell to the floor, unconsious, and with a crowbar wielding Lin behind her.

"Find some parachutes," she said. "We're getting out of here."

A loud alarm rang through out the plane, indicating the the cargo door was opening. Dex nodded to Cyrus, who grabbed his rifle, and went to investigate the disturbance.

Lin finished strapping on her parachute when Cyrus burst in. He aimed his rifle and opened fire. Lin narrowly dodged the energy bolts, and running towards the back, she threw herself off the plane. Aisha and Carlos followed suit, with the latter holding a duffle bagn. Lin raised an eyebrow in question.

"Guns and some cash," he said.

"Did you see that thing he had?" Aisha asked. "Things must have changed real fast for lasers to exist."

From across the sky, the trio spotted what appeared to be UFOs chasing after a Bulldog with a mounted machine gun. The pursuing aircrafts let loose a volley of laser beams. The Bulldog swirved across the street, missing them by what seemed inches.

"Ok, that's just unreal," Lin said, pulling the cord and letting the parachute free.