Troy stared back at the rookie Saint, uncertain of what to do. While he could call in an 'anonymous' tip to the force to have Tanya and them arrested. Of course, that means Johnny as well and it'll get complicated at that rate.
"Kid, the only thing we can do well more so you can do is your best. Now, all we gotta do is come up with a plan to get Johnny back and take down those assholes." Troy said, smacking his fist in his palm.
Sasha nodded the guilt mask washing away from her face.
"I might not like the guy but I can't have him die on Aisha's watch. She's already been calling his phone." Sasha sighed, dodging the calls of her favorite singer. Troy glanced at the Saint in front of him.
"Shit happens, you couldn't have known. Glad you managed to get out in time." He said softly, leaning in closer to her.
"Johnny is a hard guy, no pun intended." They both chuckled at the joke. "He wouldn't go down without a fight and neither do we. So rest up and we'll meet with Dex and Jules about this, alright." Sasha nodded once again at the man, thanking him.
Troy stood up, stretching his weary bones after today's activity. Sasha sunk back into her plush couch, feeling the effects over the last few months getting to her.
"Look imma head out and meet you back at base in a few days. Take it, easy kid." He called out as he went out the door. The rookie Saint gave him a tired thumbs up and closed her eyes. She heard the door knob turning on its locked side, thanks to Troy.
Sasha closed her eyes, feeling heavy with each second until she was completely asleep. The background noise of the TV faded until the automatic timer came to shut the TV off, leaving the sleeping Saint in a room of darkness.
(Forgot to mention, Aisha did go with the plan of going inside the building but since nobody was recovered nor found, she's in a weird hiatus mode. Had to remember this chapter. So, she is declared missing or dead, depending on the sources.)
The next few days passed by with Sasha finally getting around to cleaning her place, washing and buying clothes, and groceries, and paying bills to keep the landlord off her back.
Her landlord had gotten concerns and complaints about the various Saints and appearance of Sasha but 3 months' worth of rent made every complaint go away. Still, her neighbors were wary of her and her appearance on some days. But it didn't bother Sasha any, she was focused on getting back to Johnny and taking down that bitch Tanya.
Dressed in a dark jacket, purple crop top with slightly bagging dark jeans with her black signature boots, Sasha headed to the Church to talk shop with the higher-ups of the gang.
As she walked passed, some Saints gave her wary looks and some even had anger on their faces at the newest Saint. Rumors spread about what happened during the visit to Tanya. Some couldn't believe a Saint like Johnny wasn't able to get away but the new Saint did. Rumors from Sasha was an uncovered gang member from another set, purposely leaving Johnny for her love of Aisha or just shot him herself.
Sasha walked passed the Saints on the path, a focused look in her eye. Tuning them out, she made her way toward Julius's office. Once she got there, Aisha paced by the alter with a worried look on her face. Dex and Julius are at opposite ends on the desk, looking grim but determined to get their friend back.
Aisha gave Sasha a small smile as she continued pacing back and forth.
"You think it'll work?" Aisha asked Julius, hope creeping into her voice.
Julius looked at her and said, "It has to. Sit down, son." He beckoned Dex and Sasha to take a seat.
Julius began to speak, "We got a way to rescue Johnny."
Sasha gave him a 'duh' look but dropped it as Dex glared at the Saint. Dex shook his head at her and began to lay out the plans.
"The shit Johnny said about Warren and Tanya really got to Tony. Now, the only time she's allowed out of his sight is when she's checking on the rebuilding of the recording studio." Julius nodded in agreement to what Dex reported back to them. Sasha looked back and forth between the men speaking to her.
Julius pointed out, "Every day, that bitch gets driven to the construction site in a limo, then sneaks off to get her freak on with Warren before she goes back home to Tony. While she's busy suckin' cock (Sasha cringed at the word), you deal with the chauffeur and take his place. When she's done wiping her mouth, she'll have you drive her back. Once you're at Tony's, it's all up to you." Sasha nodded at Julius, getting out of her seat to save her somewhat friend/lieutenant.
On the way out, she passes Aisha, who follows the Saint on her heels. "Please bring Johnny back. Just don't tell him I was worried." Aisha sniffed, holding the sadness back in her voice. Once again, Sasha nodded toward the singer and began her mission of getting Johnny back.
Grabbing a throwaway car, she drove towards the old building where her idol recorded her chart-topping songs. Sasha drove with one hand on the wheel and the other hand on her head as it leans on the outside of the beat-up Compton.
'How did I even get myself in this position? 6 months of gang bustin' and for what? This was not the way I saw my life, being in a gang. Mom is rolling in her grave at me for doing this shit. I can't believe it, Sasha thought to herself, shaking her head.
The drive went smooth and quiet as she got her thoughts, pulling up towards the building. There, she follow the driver for a few minutes until he came to a stop at the light.
Knocking on the window, the poor driver didn't have a chance to react as the Saint threw him out violently, snatched his clothes, and drove off, leaving the man half naked and beaten.
'I'm too old for this shit', the man said before fainting from his injuries. Luckily a good citizen came by to help the man.
Sasha adjusted her blackout shades and fixed her cap to make sure Tanya won't recognize her. Good thing she wore her hair in cornrows today, the cap hiding her braids, giving her the illusion of a male driver to the Diva.
The Saint drives up to the building once again, waiting for the wannabe diva gangtress to show up. A couple of minutes passed until Sasha perked up and saw Tanya in her no-shame glory strut into the car, commanding Sasha to go to the shopping district.
Reaching their destination, Tanya ran out of the car throwing back a 'This should only take a minute!', but Sasha was no fool. Years of her mother and stepmother taking her shopping that phrase has haunted her for years.
That minute turned into 30, and Sasha almost fell asleep until she heard the door slam shut. Tanya calmly told her to drive to Friendly Fire, something about a gift for her Tony. It made Sasha wanna gag but like a professional, she kept her cool and drove to the store for the hag.
Once again, another hour had passed and Sasha manage to catch a few minutes of sleeping bliss until Tanya slammed the door once again. The Saint manages to drown out the comments from the woman, ranging from Hollywood to Luz, and playing both Tony and Warren. Finally, she demanded she takes her back to Tony's place.
Sasha felt her phone vibrate, picking up since it was Julius. Tanya didn't notice as she was busy snorting the cocaine most likely stolen from the Kings.
"Hey playa, we got a problem. Some of Troy's crew didn't hear the plan and decided they were going to hit Tanya when she was in her limo. These are our boys. I don't want them gettin' hurt." Julius spoke, voice warning the Saint to be careful and not her fellow Saints.
"Fuck it's the Saints, lose them!" Tanya shouted at her, looking for something to stop the Saints.
Sasha became a race car driver as she zig-zags throughout the city. Whoever these Saints were, they were too good. After a few minutes of close calls, she manages to lose them and not get them killed by Tanya thankfully.
Finally arriving at Tony's penthouse, Sasha watches as Tanya goes to the elevator, timing herself until she is sure Tanya is upstairs at a decent time.
Taking the same elevator, Sasha tosses the hat aside while still keeping on the uniform. Gun in hand, she took a deep breath and let it go.
The elevator dinged open, the Saint moving as quietly as they can be. Sasha moved quietly up the stairs as Tanya was not aware of her movements.
Grabbing her shoulder, Sasha clocked Tanya before she could finish her sentence. Sasha grabbed the gift for Tony and patted the two-timer for any cash or other weapons. Once done, she went into the penthouse shooting whoever in yellow she saw.
"The Saints are here!" they yelled as many Vice Kings appeared out of the spacious penthouse. 'It's only one Saint you assholes!' Sasha thinks to herself as she hides behind a counter and shoots a Vice King woman in the head.
She makes her way upstairs, dodging and shooting at the Kings until she hears Johnny's voice yelling at her to take them out. One by one, the Kings get smaller until Anthony shoots a bullet by her ear.
Ducking, she shoots him in the knee (for Johnny) as he groans in pain. She finds a shotgun and blasts him twice, making sure he's dead as she stands over him, a cold emotion washed over her face.
"Hey, not to be pushy or nothin', but how 'bout you get me out of this fucking chair?!" Johnny yelled, voice hoarse from the last few days.
Sasha goes over to Gat's position, lifts the chair up, and unties him.
"'Bout fuckin' time you got here," Johnny says half-heartedly to the Saint who gives him a tired look.
Gat attempts to get up but nearly falls over due to having his knee shot by Anthony. Sasha manages to hold Gat as he stands up again despite the awkward height difference.
Johnny asked the Saint, "Where's Green?".
Sasha pointed to Anthony's corpse across the room. Taking Sasha's gun, Gat shoots Anthony's corpse multiple times, then throws the gun at him. Giving him a look, Sasha shakes her head at him as they stand in the newly acquired Saints penthouse.
"That's much better. I heard Green say that he's got some heavy shit in the back. I'll have some of our boys roll on over and bring the hardware back to the crib." Johnny said, tiredness creeping into his voice. Sasha called on the Saints to clean out the crib and obtain the hardware that was in the back room.
The two made their way toward the Limo Sasha stole (would hate for it to go to waste) and made their way toward the Row.
Sasha called Julius en route about the events of what happened. Pleased with his newest recruit, he let her have the rest of the week off. With Lin and Dex busy and Troy elsewhere, Julius didn't mind the Saint having some time to relax as well as Johnny. Back at the church, Aisha jumped at the sight of Johnny, pushing Sasha off of the Asian man.
"Jeez Aisha, where's my hug at too?" Sasha grumbled as her idol help her off the floor and into a tight squeeze. There was a tingle of darkness on Sasha's checks as the singer thanked her for bringing Johnny home. At that moment, it seems as if Sasha couldn't form complete sentences.
"Aight back off my girl, I need to sleep this shit off for a few days," Johnny complained on the pair of crutches he was given from one of the Saints.
"Johnny relax, you could say thank you ya know? After all, she did save your life." Aisha spat back at her boyfriend while still cradling the young Saint in her arms.
"Fine, thanks for not letting me die now Eesh let's go, I need a sponge bath so badly right now." He said in a suggestive tone at the end, eyeing the singer. She sighed, giving Sasha a quick cheek kiss, and helped her disgruntled boyfriend to the car while the two bickered with each other.
All Sasha could do was shake her head at the couple and go to her car to head home. When she got there, Troy leaned on the driver's side with a content expression on his face. Confused, Sasha was hoping he didn't have another task for her, already worn from the day.
"You in the mood for Chinese?" Troy asked, a slight smile on his face.
At that moment, Sasha could have hugged the man as they got into her car and rode to the Chinese place he saw months before.