MyDeepDesire and Miss. Kookies, thank you for the reviews. You are right though, there will be a lot of tension in future chapters.
It wasn't long for Damien to get from Tidal Springs to Mission Beach. He pulled over a block away from the church. He put the car in park and sighed before turning his green eyes towards the seventeen year old in the passenger seat. "I'll be back."
Athalia frowned before getting out of the car. "You don't think I'm going to let you have all the fun, do you?"
Damien opened his mouth but closed it. Realizing that there wasn't no point to argue. He closed his door and headed the street towards the church with Athalia following. They walked into the church yard to see a bunch of people gathered, they were erupting into cheers and shouts. They looked where everyone else was facing to see Julius and Troy standing on the top of the stairs while the older man gave a speech.
"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."
The gang erupted in more cheers and shouts. Athalia stood by Damien the whole time of the speech. But when she heard his voice, she she turned to see a gorgeous Asian male with black spiky hair that was bleached at the top. She couldn't stop looking at him and Damien noticed.
"Fuck, yeah."
Athalia was still lost in the her crazy thoughts when the Asian brought her out of her head.
"Who the fuck are those two?"
Five Saints surround Damien and Athalia before looking at Julius, as he began to speak to the Asian. "Troy and I found them. I was going to see if the guy would ride with us. I'm not too sure about the girl."
Athalia frowned at Julius. She can hold her own. She delt with criminals bader than he and all these clowns running around Stilwater.
"Julius, I don't care if you wanted a dog to join. If they want to run with the Saints they have to get canonized."
Athalia glared at the Asian before smiling. She used to spar with her uncle and his friend Franklin. They were tougher than these street rats and she managed to pinn them.
Troy spoke for the first since Damien and Athalia got there, agreeing with the Asian. "He's right, Julius. I'm not sure about the dog part but everyone had to do it."
Julius looked from Troy to the two that he saved the other night. "Are you two ready for this?" He wasn't concerned but he didn't want that young girl's blood on his hands if, he knows she can't handle it.
Athalia looked at Damien to see him crack his neck before cracking his knuckles. Athalia closed her eyes and took a deep breath before doing the same. Without warning the Saints decended on them. Justin had knocked one out, as while Athalia ducked a charging Saint before grabbing his shirt and punched him the face. The Saint wasn't knocked out like the ones Damien put down but he was groaning and covering his face. The fighting went on for another minute before the time was up. Damien had a busted lip and a sore hand as Athalia had a bruised fist. After catching their breaths, they turned to see Troy walk over. The cop look alike gave them a hand sake. Athalia can see that Troy was really impressed as well as Julius but she can tell his sight was more focused on Damien.
"You two earned your colours."
Athalia turned just as another Saint walked over. He wore a purple hat that was to the side and seemed a little cocked eyeded.
"That's some impressive shit; the only other Saint who kicked ass like that was Johnny."
Athalia turned to the Asian as he made a comment. "Shit, took me half the time."
Julius walked over and shook their hands for a reason he lingered with hers. "Welcome to the 3rd street Saints." he then moved his attention to the rest of the Saints. "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 down, and we're gonna move right on in. We got some friends in town that could use some help. Give 'em a hand. 'Cause, you can always drop any muthafucka flyin' the wrong fly. 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?"
After Julius' last speech, the Saints started to go their own way. Damien and Athalia watched the gang spread out before looking at Troy, as he was the only one standing.
"Now to get you two a piece. Let's go to Friendly Fire."
Damien, Athalia and Troy ran from the church yard to the gun store down the street. From being canonized they earned two thousand dollars a piece. But shopping will come later, they both brought vice nines. Then the three ran down the street.
"Now let's go kill some Vice Kings."
They took their guns out and started shooting. Normally a first time shooter would have trouble with shooting a gun but she wasn't a virgin, so to speak. She was unexperienced as well as Damien but they managed to shoot a few Vice Kings in the head as the others got a chest or back full of holes. When their intended targets laid on the ground bleeding out, Troy came walking over.
"Looks like that got there attention...if it gets too hot, go to Forgive and Forget, they'll cover up everything..."
Damien took off running back towards the church, Athalia runs after him with Troy following. They ran to the black Nelson that they parked earlier. Damien got in after Athalia climbed in the back while Troy got in on the passenger side. With a screech from the tires, they were off. The drive to Forgive and Forget was short, but with the way Damien was driving on the sidewalk, why wouldn't they be?
When the it was clear, Damien drove out of Forgive and Forget. It was quiet for a few minutes before Troy broke the silence. "Okay, now that everything's taken care of can you drop me off at Freckle Bitches? I'm jonesin' for a fun bag."
Freckle Britches was actually down the road from Forgive and Forget. So the ride to the restaurant was short as well. After Troy got out, Athalia climbed in towards the front but her breasts rubbed against Damien's face. Damien closed his eyes and fought the erge to grab them but his phone began to ring. He looked at the screen and frowned before clicking the talk button but didn't say anything.
"Good work playas...word has gotten out that the Saints ain't bullshitin', now we gotta lock our rep down."
With that the phone call ended. Athalia was lost at the fact that Julius called them. They didn't give them their number. Athalia shook her head before looking out the window as Damien began to drive.
"So...what do you want to do now?"
Athalia shrugged before leaning against the seat. "Movie marathon and pizza?"
Damien chuckled before looking at his phone. "How about a little shopping trip before we go home?"
Athalia smiled and it threw off Damien for a minute before he put his phone away and focused on the road as he hit the freeway. He has to tell her before he does something he won't regret.