Meanwhile in the Docks

Sasha stashed her car to the side, not wanting it to get caught up in the damage. It was currently 4:50 am and she was tired and a bit cold of having to wait for the deal. Having to climb up the top of the building was hell, a few close calls happening to her.

'Why the fuck they give me these do or die missions to do? Everyone else can-do simple shit but here I am again about to die.' Sasha bitterly thought as she tried to keep herself awake.

She brought a small black Yada bookbag that had a few grenades, a handgun, gum, water, pads, and a worn jacket. Happy on finding the jacket, she throws it on, embraced by the warmness of it being kept in the back.

'I guess Candy is good for something.' She mused, remembering her stepmother buying her the bag and jacket. It was a gift for her 16th birthday she had given to her. The gorgeous 26-year-old woman who looked more like a sister than stepmother beamed as she gave the reluctant Sasha her present.

Flashback

In the backyard of the mini mansion her father, William, had an old school video camera recording his oldest daughter's sixteen birthday. Around him were family and friends of Sasha singing happy birthday to the teen.

Sasha was wearing a simple deep purple wrap dress with black kitten heels (despite her refusal on waiting to wear them) and her mother's necklace. She decided to get weave in her hair for the special occasion, matching her hair color as well. Her sisters decided to do her make, more so Shanice had more experience with Candy.

Sasha's arched eyebrows were relaxed as they finished the rest of the song. A smile appeared on her plum-covered lips, a warm feeling of happiness overwhelming her. The happiness showed in her eyes, which were covered in a matching plum eyeshadow and light black liner.

After the singing, Sasha sat in the middle of the spacious back porch, gifts overflowing on the table beside her. Her siblings were also dressed in various shades of purple at her request, which made them look quite interesting. Even her father was dressed in purple except for Candy who went for a light pink slip dress with a slit. Several members of her family disapproved of Candy and her outfits but held off from holding comments.

Sasha sat on a plush purple chair, opening each present one by one. So far, she got a CD player, watch, clothes, a couple of books, a sewing kit, Ypap, Waypaytion 2 with games, and art supplies.

Sasha was happy with the items she had gotten as she can put them to good use. Her family made comments on each item she received, each with laughter and teasing. Her little sister Shanice pouted with jealously as her older sister had the attention and gifts she wanted.

Finally, Candy handled Sasha her gift, excitement over her face. A few of Sasha's aunts muttered mean comments about the woman but Candy did not indicate hearing them.

"Girl I was in the mall when I saw this and thought of you. Only the best for my girl!" She beamed with happiness towards the teen.

A few people chuckled at Candy's excitement, but members of the family rolled their eyes at the display. William looked nervous and uncomfortable at everything happening.

Sasha gave her an annoyed look unnoticed by her and open each gift. The first was a black leather Yada book bag, a very expensive bag as Sasha's eyes went wide. This bag cost roughly around 5,000 dollars and the fact she saw it at the mall was something. Sasha wonders how the hell she could afford a bag this pricey bag.

The next gift she opened was a dark blue jacket with white stripes on the side. It was simple and comfortable as Sasha felt around the jacket. Candy looked at the girl with uncertainty if she liked but Sasha decided to give her a small smile and thanked the woman.

Candy took this in stride and hugged the teen in a motherly way, rubbing both Sasha and her extended family in the wrong way.

End flashback

Sasha jerked her head out of her thoughts, getting back to reality. She was sitting behind one of the ledges, glancing at her watch that showed the time of 6:15 am.

The sun was already starting to come out, the chilliness coming down of the morning. Tiredness overtook Sasha as she tried to keep her eyes open, but sleep claimed her easily.

SLAM! A car door was heard below her, jolting her awake. It was now 7:30 am and the meeting was about to start. She quietly gathers her stuff, pulling out the McManus and setting up.

Bloody red cars drove in a single line, with a few Carnales on the ship. Sasha watched as Hector stepped out of the car and headed towards the man.

'Perfect.' She thoughted, having a good eye on him with the scope. As soon as Hector shook hands with the men, she shot him. Seeing their leader dead, the Carnales started to shoot at the area where she was.

Sasha did her best on trying to snipe them all until a huge jolt of the side of the building caught her by surprise. She looked down and saw them firing ROCKET LAUNCHERS towards her!

"WHAT THE FU-" She yelled before being cut off by another blast. There were six more left to kill and she better do it soon before being blown up herself. Sasha did zig-zag maneuvers as she sniped off the remaining Carnales while dodging the explosions. Sasha finally sniped her last one and killed off the remaining Carnales.

The adrenaline was at an all-time high as Sasha ran down the building, not caring if she missed a few steps. Jumping down from the dumpster, Sasha ran to her hidden car and speed out of there.

Her heart raced of her actions, sweat all over her body. She sent a message to Troy, Dex, and Julius telling them it's done. Noticing she was speeding; she relaxed on the gas and went into morning traffic. She could see police cars speeding towards the docks, outrunning each other to get to the scene.

She sighed, noting this was a close one and why does she continue doing this shit. Sasha pondered this thought until she was in the nearest Freckle Bitches drive-thru line, ordering their breakfast menu.

When she got her food, she was about to drive off until she saw a familiar face on the outside seated area. She drove to a parking spot, getting out of the car to confirm who it is.

Low and below, it's Johnny and Aisha wearing a church lady disguise. The couple seemed to be arguing about something until she walked up. Aisha seemed happy to see the new Saint while Johnny looked indifferent.

"Um, girl, why do you look like my grandma on Sunday service?" Sasha questioned her outfit.

"Told ya!" Johnny chimed in towards his girlfriend who rolled her eyes. Aisha looked at the new Saint, sniffing her nose towards her.

"Um, not to be rude but girl you smell like an all-night gym," Aisha told her, noticing how sweaty her outfit was and the smell of fuel came off her. Sasha sniffed herself in disgust, agreeing with the diva.

"Oh, boo hoo, she'll be alright. Now, kid since you're here, we can get started on the next phase." Johnny spoke towards Sasha, who was on the verge of passing out. Aisha nudged her boyfriend who gave out a yep at her actions.

"Johnny the poor thing is tired from whatever you made her do. Let her rest and then go on the plan.' She pleaded with him. Johnny turned to her, giving her a questioning look.

"Eesh, this is Saint's business. I don't tell you how to sing, you don't tell me how to lead, got it." Johnny spoke in a strict voice towards his girlfriend. Sasha could sense a fight nearing as she quietly ate her breakfast while watching the couple.

Aisha huffed, hands her on her as she countered back "It's all business with you Johnny, I come first too! You were supposed to take me out for breakfast!"

"And here are." Sasha cringed at Johnny's smugness at his statement.

"At Freckle Bitches?! Why couldn't you have taken me to Mikano's?" Aisha pouted to her boyfriend who was getting more annoyed as the conversation went on.

"Fine fuck it, we can go, just go wait in the car please," Johnny said, knowing he was defeated in this argument. Aisha waved goodbye to Sasha as she returned the gesture. Johnny watched into she was fully into the car, rounding on the new Saint.

Johnny began to speak, "Whatever, she doesn't appreciate fine dining. Now I've been talkin' to Eesh's sister. Turns out Tanya's been fuckin' people in every sense of the word. Not only is she blowin' King's bodyguard Big Tony, but she's fuckin' Warren Williams, their numbers guy, whenever Tony ain't lookin'. Between Tony and Warren, the only person she isn't leading around by their cock is King. So, I'm thinkin' we put the hurt on Tanya, we're fuckin' up the Vice Kings. She's got an operation in Prawn Court, that's where we'll start. Roll in there and put the murder on anyone you see, customers included. Who wants to die for a blowjob right? When you go for Tanya, be careful, she's probably got some muscle in there." He explained to Sasha, drinking her second coffee as he gave her instructions.

"I guess I don't get a break at all." She asked tiredly. Johnny gave a mocking laugh.

"You a Saint now kid. A Newbie at that so whatever we say, you do. Unless you want to go through me or Julius?" he questioned her, a smug grin on his face.

Sasha rolled her eyes at him pulling rank. She knows he's right but dammit all she wanted to do was shower and sleep for a couple of days. As she stood up, she stretched her aching body from this morning's last-minute mission. Sasha let a large yawn as well, taking off her du-rag, showing off her silk-pressed hair. She trudged off inside to grab another coffee or two for this, pulling out her phone to her ear.

Johnny only just glanced at her, wondering why the higher members of the Saints saw in her. Julius and Troy found her and Dex somewhat tolerated her but still trusted her with heavy-duty shit. Besides Lin, they never had any of the female Saint get too much involved with heavy-duty shit, only aiding, healing, or smaller duties.

But lately, it seems like she was the new 'It Girl' for the Saints. Doing heavy duty jobs without little complaint, going to the gun range, and doing extra training whenever she was free.

Normally Johnny wouldn't even pay her attention as he normally does the other female Saints, but she was different. Julius saw something in here as well as Troy but Dex was still on the fence. Not to mention she and Aisha have been getting close, which brought a frown to his face.

The thought of her and Aisha becoming friends was a concern to him, but he couldn't place it. He sipped on his forgotten drink while he watched Sasha from the window of the restaurant.

Aisha was reading a magazine in the car; some gossip rag he didn't care for. He watched as Sasha put the remaining food she ordered in her car, holding onto an extra-large ice coffee while walking his way.

"Alright since I can't get out of this, I got another Saint to help me out. I'll text you when the job is done and after that, I'm going to bed. You need a hit girl, ask the other female Saints seeing as they can be used for labor instead of beauty." Sasha snapped towards him, not waiting to give her the okay before she stormed back into her car.

Before he could even say anything, he could see her taking off her black tee that revealed a tank top underneath and sped off not before waving bye to Aisha who waved back.

Johnny stomped to his ride, in a foul mood after she talked back to him. Only Aisha or Lin did that, not some random girl.

When he got in, he slammed the door which startled Aisha. Before she could say anything, he glared at her and drove off to the fancy restaurant she wanted to go to. Johnny was too pissed the entire ride which she could pick up on, for now, she let it go.

Meanwhile with Sasha

Sasha called up another Saint of the name of Biscuit who went to help her take out the patrol of the Vice Kings. Biscuit was as country as his name, a doughy pale white boy who was on the bigger side. He may have been goofy but was always nice towards her and other Saints no matter what.

He even drove for this mission while she shot out of the passenger seat as when she picked him up, he could see how tired she was. Her third cup of coffee was kicking and waning at the same time so she shot as fast as she could, hoping to hurry up.

When the last car blew up, she got a call from the bane of her existence, Johnny.

"So much for Tanya's hired help. Now get your ass over to the whorehouse and drop that chickenhead!" He commanded before hanging up.

Sasha swore as she directed Biscuit to head over to the brothel on Prawn Court. Biscuit chuckled at her mood change because of Johnny, driving them there.

When they arrived, they already saw some Kings outside which made it easier. Sasha threw a leftover grenade at the car, which blew up a good few of them. She and Biscuit got out of the car and engaged in a shootout of their rivals.

After they got the Vice Kings outside, they made their way into the brothel, shooting off anyone getting in their way. They split up between the first and second floors to cover more ground.

They reached the last room, shooting off the final Vice King and telling any leftover hoes (as they decided not to kill them) to leave the newly found Saints crib. Satisfied with their work, Sasha called Johnny about the deed being done and hanging up on him before he got a word in.

Sasha asked Biscuit to drive her home, letting him use her car if he doesn't mess it up. Biscuit happily obligated and drove an exhausted Sasha home. By the time they reached her crib, she was already asleep.

He decided to carry her to her apartment, taking the elevator instead since it's midday now. An older lady sent him a kind smile at the gesture which he returned. Biscuit fumbled with her key and holding her while trying to open the door. When he finally got it, he quickly put her onto the couch, gently (not before closing the door). He gathers a few blankets for her as he gently puts them over her, looking content.

Biscuit grabs a pen and pad, quickly wrote a note of where he could be, and left her apartment, making sure her door was completely locked.