Johnny was pissed, ready to end who thought of attempting to kill Kyouki in broad daylight was right. Ky can very well handle herself. This was Aisha, this was his girl who he's known for as long as he could remember. He was beside himself when they stood, seeing the small woman swimming in the hospital bed. With a knot on her head near her temple, cuts on her face, bruising from the seatbelt, and she just smiling at them to reassure them she is - banged up - fine.
Neck collar to hold her head in place, yeah she was fine, few drips of painkillers, sure she felt fine. Ky had crawled in the bed with the delicate doll, holding her hand.
"I should have went with her."
"Why didn't you?"
"Ish said she wanted her space."
Johnny turned to leave. He wanted blood.
"Don't go. Stay with her. I need to find the guys who brought her in."
Ish had been sleeping for a while, Ky got up, gently sliding off the bed. Her aura was colder than outside. There were two things she needed to do;
1) Speak with EMTs that brought Ish in.
2) Call Jane Valderamma.
Ky felt the collective gasp from the city inhaled like a black hole when the word got out. She needed that shit nipped in the bud. Mind moving a million miles a minute, she was going over the situation. It was Maero, knew it with everything in her it was Maero. That monkey fucker was going to pay.
She could hear the people outside chanting "Aisha" when she touched the first floor. They swarmed the hospital, helicopters overhead hovering at windows. Ky had crossed the floor from the elevator to the main front desk when the EMTs who blabbed about Aisha being alive brought before her.
Ky glared at them a moment before finding polite words to speak. "You two, I should thank. But you have now caused a grandiose effect that I had not intended."
The way the two partners looked at each other, not knowing who was before them, snorted. They got paid. Paid to expose any information about the missing star that once burned in the minds and ears of Stilwater's youth.
One of the jerks from !rto Network. If it surprised Kyouki she didn't outwardly show it. They had everything on Aisha. Ky thought the douchebag reporters fell off the face of the earth. Especially after trying to expose how Aisha was still very much alive during her supposed car bombing episode that got her out of the limelight, the first time. Had them on a gag order and never thought about them since. So now that the Evening news came on, pictures of the accident, thankfully blurry pictures of Ish circulated.
Those fucking those weasels! Everything they reported was lies, slander, and on the rarest of occasions half truths. This is one of the truths she didn't need to broadcast.
These fools are either too young or new to the city to not know who Ky is. That was perfect. When one of her crew came to bring the Emergency servicers called her Boss, once more they stood, this time confused.
"Show your respect, kid."
"Sean, chill. They don't need to know who I am."
With a nod, Sean quieted. And if the devil himself had been summoned, the heat emanating from the man surrounded them all against the frigid temper of the honey-eyed woman, Gat came looking for Ky in that second. Ky looked less imposing when the tall man came walking up behind her. The crew there greeted him respectfully.
"This them?" Gat said in his murderous approach, pointing at the woman and man. With a nod from Ky was all the information needed. Gat punched the man in the mouth, sending him off his feet, sliding on the cold tile and his partner rushing to his side.
Ky reached her hand to Gat's chest, stopping the seething man almost instantly. "Yeah, I forgot he was here. See, though you may have saved our Star's life. There was reason to keep her identity hush hush. And there goes my phone. Mr. King… Hi." Phone to her ear, she paced the floor in circles.
The now bleeding EMT and his partner looked up to Kyouki speaking with King, none other than Benjamin King. Whoever Kyouki was, she was Top to personally receive a call from THE Benjamin King.
"Mr. Benjamin King, do not yell at me! I will explain later. Right now, I have some children who need to know what they have done wrong. Alright. Buh-bye." Looking at the drivers, she shook her head, squatting down near them. "Now I have to explain what I was doing to her former boss. And from now on, anyone who approaches either of you. You know nothing. Or I send Oshiri here to pop you in the mouth again." She said with a smile that faded when she finished her statement.
Too stunned to speak, they watched her, the Boss, Gat and four others leave separate ways.
"Jane Valderamma? It's me. One day you'll have full exclusives, providing you do me a huge favor."
The total fiasco of media play about Aisha was draining. Ky got it so quiet with her being alive, down to it was Aisha's body double who was in the accident, just to get her fifteen minutes for a quick buck.
And along with a lengthy conversation of letting Ben King know what the real reason Ish went into hiding was all about. That admitted confession showed King just how calculating the young woman was.
"No wonder Little gave you your props. Shame how it went down." The former Vice King Boss said.
Kyouki didn't understand what he meant by that, nor did she bother to question it. Getting the air clear about Aisha was one less secret she held, solidifying their mutual respect further. King understood, and though furious initially, he understood.
With all that out of the way, Aisha was soon home at the penthouse once more, things were somewhat back to normal. Mum was the word between the lieutenants when anyone in the crew asked, as far as they knew, Aisha was dead. And Noel just favored Aisha.
Days gone by and the next order of business was to find Maero. Word on the street, about Carlos' missing people, as with the accident, it was Jessica who was behind it. Bobby came bursting into her office six days later, saying Donnie has been missing for a few days.
Pierce came in a fraction of a second later with news that Ronin have squatted around the strip club and rec center heavy.
This could not be happening. All of it was happening as if dominos were falling. Ky was having trouble keeping up. First things first, get them out of her office to think.
"Ok. Find out for me where Jessica is. Where is Shaundi? Pierce find out what the Ronin are up to. Don't be obvious, we still got people missing… Ramon!" She flagged down the mechanic. "Any word on the people missing?"
"Nada. Just sent more feelers out. Carlos had gone poking around the Freak Show. He still can't find them."
Kyouki nodded. She didn't know what to do other than order everyone to drop colors, still to blend in. She was certain Shogo was still on the lookout for Johnny. Having Gat tucked away tending to Aisha was one less worry. She still needed to contact her uncle to reign Shogo in. With him still not returning or answering her calls, she was silently fuming. She still needed to have him help her understand his message.
On top of everything else, the Anniversary hung. It was unavoidable. They turned it into some sort of sick holiday with sales of cars, household appliances, and boats. Every commercial played like Christmas was approaching.
"Hughes was such a staunch champion for the people…"
"Hughes…"
"Hughes…"
Ky turned the station, she needed to think too much happening at once, and she needed to… Kyouki had it.
After hours of pacing around in her office, when her phone rang, it was Ish, or Noel, as she had her saved in her phone. She finally figured out what it was. Like how she swayed the media, she needed to lead Shogo off the trail. It also led to the thought of where the missing people were. Not in the obvious location.
"Ramon!"
The late Autumn nights came faster, the shift from day to night was quick. And Kyouki was just as swift. Stalking the university grounds, she waited. It had been a few years since she needed to be here. Shaundi had come along was on the other side of the campus, calling out where Jessica was.
"Boss, she just left a Lit. class. She is heading your way."
"Thanks." A few minute wait, she would smack her around. 'No, that's assault. We are just going to talk. No. I'm going to beat the breaks off of her.' Kyouki thought to herself. In the biting cold, she was boiling and getting hotter.
The stolen arms, Aisha especially, the disrespect to herself and Carlos. Jessica was in for it. Ky just had to calm herself down from wanting to punch her in the face repeatedly. Sitting on the bench near the steps that lead to the student parking lot. Hands stuffed into her black puffy coat to keep the chill off, Ky waited in the shadows. Her wait was longer than needed, but the sound of giggly girls alerted the Saints Boss.
Watching the girls bid goodbyes and Jessica was fishing her keys from her bag.
"So, you had my car wrecked? Why didn't I think of trying to kill you?"
The voice from right behind her sent a shiver up Jessica's spine, nearly jumping out of her skin, and she screamed loudly. Hitting the car with a loud thud. "Jesus fucking Christ! Fuck you, bitch!" Where did she come from? How did she not hear her?
"Yeah. Yeah. See, I'm a tolerant person to a point."
"Fuck you!"
"That's all your simple ass can say, huh?"
"Just wait, since I couldn't kill you in the crash, the bitch who…"
A fist met Jessica's mouth. Scrabbling to hold on to the car as she was sliding down the side, screamed once again at the sudden assault.
"Filthy tramp, you ever in your life try something stupid as assume and you better be fucking glad that she didn't die in the crash. Or I would kill you personally." Kyouki growled out. She was seeing red, she hope she made her point.
It wasn't what she wanted to do to her, but it was for Ish. Jessica had stepped to the wrong one. Whatever happens to Ky is one thing, not Aisha, her best friend, the only female friend she was ever super close with, her lover. Not Aisha, Kyouki would kill for those who mean something to her without question. Without hesitation.
Ky huffed as she sat in the car. Shaundi trotted up and slid into the warm car.
"Did you hit her?"
"Mm." Kyouki hummed. She didn't want to talk. Just thinking about it made her want to beat her a few more times. "Damnit!" Ky hit the steering wheel. She wanted to ask about her missing people and how Maero liked his gift.
Shaundi looked over. She asked what Kyouki forgot. Pinpointing the answer, Shaundi chuckled while Ky pouted and grumbled when they drove away. Punching Jessica would have to satisfy her for now until Jessica does something idiotic. Kyouki hoped Jessica would not do more and back off. Hope Kyouki could only hope.
The kid gloves were off. Troy couldn't protect them, and it was now up to her and her crew. All the strongholds, all the hiding spots they took over. There was blood in the streets. Kyouki was a whirlwind of rage. Every time she came home and saw Aisha, knowing she could have easily no longer been with them, she turned right back around on the hunt.
Maero wanted people missing, two can play that game. Any of the Brotherhood walking the streets vanished without a trace. Kyouki had to do Troy's job. She had them hogtied and left on the Police Headquarters doorsteps.
I said I wanted them locked up. And because Ish was in the accident meant for me, along with my people missing. You are welcome.
Troy read it and sighed. That was not what he had planned. There were protocol and procedures that went with bringing gangs down. Of course he knows about it, he lived it. Hell, he is still a part of it. Kyouki was rightfully furious. Troy let it slide. As long as the Brotherhood were no longer terrorizing the city, the better.
"You see the Brotherhood, nab them for anything. I want them off my streets, you hear me!" Troy was just going to join the fray.
Night after night, the Brotherhood's people were slowly missing from their ranks. This, of course, infuriated Maero. He was losing his property faster than a gambler at the tables on a terrible night.
That inferior has-been had given him some ink. Sure, he accepted it, as the ink was the darkest of blacks and deepest of reds, just the colors he wanted to complete the other half of his facial tat.
Jessi was still in a furious that black bitch punched her. She ordered the boys to smash the car with her in it, but she expected her to be in the damn car, no one else! Yes, Maero reprimanded her, but that was the only good thing about making the mess that she had. There was only one thing that could have settled the leader of the Saints, and that was an apology. But when he was presented with the ink, Maero figured the beef was squashed. He was alright with that, a friendly note saying she hoped he liked the gift.
Nothing out of the ordinary. He had scheduled Matty to finish the face tat when he had the chance, something about practicing for the upcoming gig near the Uni. When it came time to finish up the left side of his face, he eagerly sat in the chair and listened to the whizzing of the inking needle, whatever metal band that was playing, trucks being worked on and Jessi, with her fine ass counting out bills from the week's collection.
Mat was eager to test the new ink, the colors were so rich. When he dipped the needle in and started the first line he smiled. "Bro you are gonna look like a bad motherfucker when I'm done." He smiled again, nodding as he looked and filed a spot on Maero's cheek.
This beautiful black and red wolf tribal tat. They had been working on it together for a while, and when Maero got sent to Stil. Pen, they had postponed, and now with the ink gift, he had stood to admire his handy work.
Maero chuckled, while Mat went to touch up another spot. "Yeah? That's good because I thought I was beginning to look like an investment banker."
Jessica rolled her eyes and huffed. "All fun and games, like, God forbid, we do something about the Saints. You know we lost a building near the airport where we had, oh I don't know, maybe several crates of guns?"
"Jess, babe. We're good, that was one, what we got from them is nothing. Better grade with some sick mods I had never seen before."
"Right. You have no reason to do anything." Jessica said, loud enough to be heard.
Maero raised up, questioning if she thought he was scared.
"I never said that Mae. I want to have them gone? That bitch hit me and I am not apologizing!"
"You needed to! If you did, maybe the shipments we had wouldn't have been taken!"
"Woah, Maero, chill, I'm almost done." He touched up the line on the eyebrow when Maero settled back. Mat could see the man was tense. He just held back cause the others would be just as riled up.
Kyouki was difficult to predict. But then, with the gift, she can't be all bad.
Mat handed Maero a mirror, folded his arms when the fresh tat was being admired.
"Matty. I'll say it again. You should just stick to tattooing and ditch the band."
Mat scoffed. "Whatever man, The Feed Dogs fuckin' rock." Turning to clean up he needed to head out for a session with the boys.
Jessica came over. She wanted to see the finished product. She loved that her man was covered in ink, meant more for her tongue to trail. Something wasn't right. Maero's eye twitched, his eye was getting red, and he was wincing.
"Baby?" Jessica unfolded her arms as she stood mortified. Maero's skin was really red, redder than normal, and it bubbled? "Oh my god, baby! W-what's wrong!"
Burn, immense pain Maero felt as if his flesh was melting off. He howled in pain. The sensation that was the fresh markings on his face hurt like hell, like they set fire to his skin. Why, what happened that could have caused it? Mat ran to get some water and threw it in Maero's face, but it did not help. It continued to burn. Near bringing the large man to his knees. They rushed around, his crew getting the hose doused his face until the pain went away.
An hour, it took an hour for the pain to mildly subside. Jessi was right. He needed to do something about that fucking woman, and soon.
The Saint Sweep. That was what the news reports called it. They took over half of the strongholds that the Brotherhood held, just half to let them know what was really good. Found the missing men and women, held hostage and beaten like strung up butcher meat.
Carlos led the charge, Ky had the crew tended too, thankful it was just a beating, nothing serious. Ky had her eye on something huge, she wanted one of the enormous warehouses to be hit. It was to be theirs. Planning for it to be taken during the weekday, no one could be guarding it like fort knox, but you never know, they may have held something interesting inside. So far, she's found car parts and crates of cold cash.
"Carlos. I have a job for you!" Ky exclaimed excitedly as she came skipping in with a duffle bag full of Maero's money.
Carlos looked at the bag in her hand and the wicked smile that was plastered on her face. "Que pasa Jefa?"
"Member, that night I said I was gonna make you one of the toughest?"
"Yeah?" Carlos questioned.
"Today, well, night actually. Tonight, you are going to secure this address."
Carlos looked at the address. It was a warehouse that he had passed many times before when heading to the closest junkyard. Ramon came in and looked over his shoulder.
"Jefa? You sure about this?"
"Si!" Ky chirped. "If we can take this the area surrounding, it will be ours to do with what we want. I want Carlos to secure it. I already called Javi." Ky wriggled her eyebrows.
Ramon shook his head and snorted. Jefa was in a good mood, he was worried for a bit. With how the accident happened with Ish, he figured she would be on her continuous, murderous warpath. He worried for nothing. Ish was fine, Ky was fine, and Carlos was on his way up.
Ky handed the bag over. "Before I forget, this weekend we are having a party at Koi. It's for all the hard work you and your crew have done in the past few weeks."
"Boss, you… you shouldn't have." Carlos blushed and smiled. His dimples were a dead giveaway he was happy.
"Bah, hush, if it wasn't for you, my slow revenge wouldn't have been possible. So, dancing shoes and ties! Remember, I want that warehouse, no blood on my floor!" Ky laughed as she exited the Menendez garage.
"Carlos, I have to admit, I wasn't so sure that you should be doing this. But you got this, so proud of you! Told ya Jefa was good peoples. Now go, you have a warehouse to take over!"
Both Carlos and Ramon laughed. It was amazing to be on top. They can only go further up from here.
It was the weekend already, and it breezed into vision faster than the blink of an eye. It was hectic, and the Saints continued with their hold on the properties and they bulldogged their stand. Nothing was going to be taken from them again. Except, Carlos never checked in. He never came home or so, thought Ramon, who had been so busy in the garage he slept there the past few days.
It was just after 5pm and still no word from Carlos. His phone was ringing, and it just went to voicemail soon after.
Ramon was out looking for him. Checked with everyone and tried to remember Carlos wasn't a baby. He is a grown man and can handle his own. It still nagged him he hadn't heard from his younger brother in the past couple days. Doing the only thing he knew to do, call the Boss.
"Jefa, have you talked to Carlos?"
"Yeah was like two days ago, text said he had a test on Wednesday. You call Ren?"
"I went by the house. Her mom said she left out Friday, sent a text."
"Maybe they met up?"
"No, he hasn't been home or the garage."
"Ok, I'll meet you at Koi. I'm sure they'll turn up there."
"I hope you're right. Later."
'Leave your name and your number and I'll get with you when I can.'
When the beep of the voicemail hit, Ky was getting worried. "Carlos, meet up at Club Koi. Haven't seen or heard from you in a few days. Hermano was looking for you, too. Did you forget, bring Ren too? You two better show up. Later."
Ky checked herself in the mirror once more. The skintight deep purple kimono mini dress was begging to go out tonight, and she was more than willing to let it be. She strapped on a sexy pair of heels, with a simple silver necklace and a diamond Fleur de lis pendant nestled just above her breast.
Kyouki pulled her hair back, clipping her hair in place with diamond pins; she even placed tiny studs at the corners of her eyes like eyeliner.
"I'm not liking this feeling I'm having."
Ish lined her eyes with a gold liquid liner. "What feeling?"
"Like something bad. I dunno. Maybe I'm just excited about the party. It's been a while."
"Oh, so true. You ready?" Aisha asked.
Aisha was in a light purple off the shoulder mini dress that hugged her body. The dress was only a front and back piece of fabric that was held together by the golden string that secured the dress in place. Aisha wore a long wig that was past her waist and curled at the ends.
Kyouki grabbed her purse and her gun and then headed out of the door.
Ky called Carlos once she was in front of the nightclub. She had people looking for him, but nothing turned up. She figured he had to be working hard and hoped for the best. Ramon came in shortly after. Before he could get through the door, a beer was in his hand. Kyouki was behind the bar and the drinks flowed. Ramon took a seat in front of Ky. They shared a look. She shook her head, but still nothing.
They would have to wait. Between running to the bathroom to dull the surrounding noise when they called, reports that vibrated the phones still had nothing. Kyouki had this sinking feeling that made her stomach do flips.
The Southeast of Stilwater used to be a home of the notorious Los Carnales. Now the Brotherhood had taken up residence. Which meant they knew places that no one would think to look or find.
Looking at the phone in her hand, Jessica smirked. She looked up at Carlos, who was hanging by his arms, bloodied and bruised. His one eye, not swollen shut, looked back at the blurred image of the red-headed woman.
"See. Someone is looking for you. Shame. The next time it rings, I promise you I will answer. Now, whether your little slut friend makes it in time to you… I don't know. But we are going for a ride the next time it rings. K?" Jessica looked over at their bound company. "Take this whore to the truck. I want to be ready when the phone rings."
She had him beaten, had him strung up, hanging like meat all because of Maero's face, and the property that was rightfully the Brotherhoods. Jessica had presented Carlos as a gift to Maero when she first captured him when they went to reclaim that warehouse. And every time the phone rang, Carlos was hammered.
His ribs hurt, his head hurt, his face was swollen and bloodied. He was hungry; they fed him stale bread. Something to just keep him sustained while they wailed on him. The phone rang, and they continued to assault the young lieutenant.
And Ren, she was captured, bound and gagged, forced to watch. A text lured the girl over to the pizzeria they frequented. When they came for Ren, she tried to fight back, tried to run, but it was useless. They hit her over the head and when she woke; she was where she is now. Looking at Carlos suffering at the hands of Maero and Jessica's goons.
Ren prayed Kyouki would find them, or Ramon. She was so scared for Carlos she was furious. If she was free, she was bound so tight she knew she had bruises on her ankles and wrist.
'Anyone, please come find us.' Ren and Carlos thought. Then the phone rang.
Club Koi was jumping tonight. Ky had invited all the Saints–who could make it out to celebrate. Tattoos being done at one end of the club, alcohol all over, strippers and, of course, Shaundi brought the weed. It was for Carlos; he held his own, during a scuffle with several of the Brotherhood when they took over a few of their strongholds.
"WOOO!" Ky cheered from behind the counter–of the second bar as she mixed the drinks.
"I call this shit… Toxic!" She raised her glass, and the light bounced off the neon green liquid in the martini glass. It had black light ice cubes in it to make it glow.
The entire club cheered. Brotherhood was going down slowly, now was a perfect time to party, and unwind.
Shaundi shouted over the music. "Boss, when you learn to make drinks this good?"
"It's a hobby! And I worked in this and another bar." Kyouki laughed, handing Aisha a drink. They were having a genuinely good time, only missing the VIP. Johnny came pushing people out of the way headway towards the Boss. Impolitely tossed her over his shoulder and carried her to the manager's office.
"That's right Gat, you the boss!" One of the Saints shouted as he closed the door behind the both of them.
Ky was trying to cover her ass, the dress was not meant for over the shoulder tosses. She could feel him grumbling under her.
"Where is Carlos?" He placed her down on the desk, then took her face in his hands, looking her dead in the eyes.
Kyouki shook her head, shrugging. "I have people out looking or him, between me and Ramon we called and just keep getting the voicemails."
Gat wondered where the boy was. If he was supposed to show, it was getting later and he should have been there. Kyouki was in the moment, and that causes her to lose focus. If she had people out looking, then there will be word soon. They had some time to kill. Ish was enjoying herself on the dance floor with the others, while Gat had a better view of the dress Ky has on.
His mouth watered, he was standing between her legs leaning in kissing the Saint's leader. "This dress, you know what that ass does to me." Gat rubbed his hands up her exposed thighs, Kyouki wrapped her arms around his neck, moaning into his mouth when his fingers found her moist folds.
"You should've known better than to wear an accessible dress." Gat slid a finger inside of her and stroked her insides.
The sensation was just what she needed. Knocking a few items on the floor, Gat continued to stroke her center. "Oh no, on your stomach." Gat ordered her.
"Should we get Ish?" Ky happily turned over, asking Johnny, but he had already unzipped his zipper. He hiked her skirt over her hips and ass, groaning at the beauty of her juicy ass, settling himself between her legs. Grabbing her hip, Ky braced herself. In one push he was inside of her, her sex was mind blowing, and made his mind fog with nothing but filling her.
Kyouki heard a voice on the other end of her phone. She must have dial by accident. Caught up in having her need filled went to turn the phone off, something caught her ear. Reaching behind her and slowing Johnny's strokes, she saw that the call to Carlos went through.
"Carlos, where the hell are you?" There was silence on the other end. "Carlos you there? Where are you…"
"Hey, yeah, sorry, the houseboy and maid are a bit tied up at the moment."
Pushing on Johnny once again. "Fuck, is that supposed to mean? Why do you have Carlos' phone?" Her eyes rolled to the back of her head. She should not be enjoying this, and other shit was important.
"I love how your bitch ass has given my man a new tat. So sexy, rugged, tough…"
Ky snorted. "And radioactive."
"Cute…" Jessica said through clenched her teeth.
"All the time trailer trash. The fuck are you doing with Carlos's phone?"
"Well, I saw how you had been calling, and I promised the houseboy that I would answer, I took the maid out and, I just wanted to say, since you were so gracious to give Maero a tattoo I figured by the time we are done with your bootlicker, he will be just as handsome as my man."
"Listen, you inbreed fuck..." Kyouki breathed hotly as she pushed Johnny back.
"Ky, not right now, no." Johnny pleaded as he slowly stroked her. Ky relaxed slightly, then shoved Johnny off of her. She pulled her dress down, listening intently to hear Carlos' muffled screams in the background.
"Course, I don't have access to the same materials you did. But I suppose we can make do." The smugness of Jessica's attitude, black, was eeking into Kyouki's vison.
She had Carlos, and for god knows how long he was hurting, and maid, who the fuck else did that red dye hoebag have? "When I get my hands on you.."
"I'm sure you'll do something scary. Just remember, as you are scraping your buddy's face off the ground, Maero gave you a chance to be a partner."
The phone went dead. Ky felt like she had to vomit. Her stomach was doing flips again. Without looking back, she ran out of the office.
The urgency when she literally pulled the plug on the DJ. Fear was in her eyes. Ramon looked up to the raised stage at her and he knew. He bolted out of the nightclub.
"Saints roll out. Jessica has Carlos and Ren. They are in trouble and we need to find them now!" Ky cut a path through the crowd. Several others exited the club right behind her.
The revving of engines and the sound of rubber on pavement, screeching, screaming cars peeled off in search of Carlos and Ren. Aisha was by Ky's side as she sent a text to all the Saints who were out on patrol already on the search.
Search the warehouse district. Carlos and Ren, Jessica has them!
Bobby came skidding to a stop in front of Kyouki and Ish, as Johnny came out behind them.
"Cuz, they held Donnie up at his garage, he is surrounded by Brotherhood!"
All the crew pulled off and shook her head. She couldn't go save Donnie, she needed to save the kids. "Go get Donnie, I have to find the Kids. Johnny, get Ish out of here."
Ish grabbed Ky's wrist and pulled her into a hug. "Find them, be safe." Kissing her cheek, Johnny pulled Aisha away.
Bobby set out to find Donnie as Ky's tires screeched on the pavement as she floored it to a place she thought where Carlos may be held up.
Bobby's car slid to a stop in front of the garage in Chinatown, seeing he was indeed being guarded behind several of the Brotherhood. Stashing his gun in his jacket pocket got out of the car and stormed into the garage, he dodged a blow from one of the muscle headed members as he ducked and found a crowbar on one of the many shelves catching two members in the side, Bobby threw the heavy metal down with a clatter. Grabbing a gas can, there were three more members who were guarding Donnie, he tossed the can in the room pulling his gun out stepped through the archway.
"I'm here for Donnie. Take one step or make one move. You will die tonight." Bobby stared down all three members who then roared, lunging at the brown-skinned man, Bobby shot one shot, and the gas can exploded. He stepped back and listened to the Brotherhood lackeys scream in pain.
Once the fire died down Bobby stepped in and shot them once to cease the pained thrashing turning the knob opened the door to the office. Donnie was hiding behind one of the filing cabinets with a bat in his hand. When the door opened, didn't see who came in, just swung the bat with all that he was worth at the head of a Brotherhood member. Bobby just narrowly blocked it with his arm.
"FUCK!" He screamed in pain, then growled as he looked at the Brotherhood's mechanic. "You sum bitch. I came in here to save you and that's what I get! Gotdamn!" Balling his left hand into a fist, he rubbed his forearm–testing to see if he would still have feeling in his hand.
Donnie's eyes went wide. "Oh shit! I'm sorry! I thought you was one of Maero's boys!"
Finding his arm was just sore and not broken he grabbed the bat and threw it back at Donnie, while the cowardly man was busy scrambling to hold on to the bat Bobby shook his head and walked out, urging the mechanic to get in the car.
"Where is Carlos, you know!"
Donnie swallowed hard. "Maero's hideout. I heard them talking a few days ago that they caught a rat."
"Where?"
Donnie scratched his head. He had to think. Hard, he heard where he himself only been there once or twice. "The docks. There is a dungeon over near the docks, no the factories!" Donnie blurted out.
They held Donnie at the office when he came back with parts from out of town. He was being guarded so he wouldn't slip off to give up any information.
"Pray that Carlos is alive." Bobby floored it to the stretch of buildings that was the partly abandoned factories.
Ky sped in and through traffic she blew through lights, horns blaring off in the distance, she didn't care, anyone stupid enough to think about driving slow in front of her was cut off, her little brother, her lieutenant was in danger, her phone rang she reached over and picked it up,
"Hello?"
The sound of gunfire was popping off in the background.
"There are some of the Brotherhood has us pinned down…" Some more gunfire. "Over here, shit… over here by the warehouses."
"Do you see Ramon? He should be there!" Ky's phone beeped, and she switched calls. "Yeah?"
"Carlos is at the factory's hideout. I'm heading there now." Bobby said in a rush.
Ky hung up the phone and dialed her other three lieutenants. "Carlos is being held somewhere in a hideout near the factories. I am sending others to go find him there. But there're others who are in a shootout by their HQ. I may need backup."
"Right Boss." Shaundi hung up.
"Pierce, take the chopper. I need the napalm."
"On it." Pierce hung up.
"Babe, I'm on my way to you." Johnny hung up.
'Carlos, your ass better be ok.' Ky sniffed. She pushed the car faster than it should have been going. Cops were arresting Brotherhood members she knew, the lights that flashed from the cars whizzed by as she drifted the winding streets.
It was dark out as she neared the area Carlos and Ren should be, there was movement from a few trucks, three from what she could see in the distance–the lights were single file, shining along the blood red monster trucks signaled they were indeed moving.
The sound of whooping a hollering, as she got closer, along with gunshots as the trucks sped up the dirt path by the sea.
'Carlos, your ass better be ok.' Ky's adrenaline was working overtime. Her heart pumped as she ran her car over the barrier on her left, landing behind the trucks. Swerving to stay on the road and not flip the car, a gunshot whizzed past her head. She ducked and swerved again — she shot back, hitting one of the large truck tires.
Ky shot again, shooting out the second back tire. Two other cars came in behind her and pushed the truck that was the last off the path for them to chase them instead. The middle truck swerved to hit Ky off the road. She took shots at the driver; she set her car to cruse control and sat on the door, steering the car with her knee. Two more shots fired, hitting the driver and the two others that were in the truck.
Ky slid back into the driver's seat, moving her hair out of her eyes as she looked up, horrified.
In the dust, she made out a body from the lights of her car. "CARLOS!" Ky sped the car up, trying her best to catch up; pressing the button on her cell, she signaled Johnny, Pierce, and Shaundi and Ramon to her location.
Setting the car back to cruise control, she opened fire at the back window of the Brotherhood truck. She hit the driver because she swerved whipping Carlos behind the truck.
"Fuck!" Ky fired again, hitting the driver in the back of the head. The truck slowed down, inching to the dead end. There was a water stop that lined the waterfront factory. Kyouki floored it to drift the car in front of the truck, forcing it to stop. Jamming on the brakes, she had to push the truck into a brick building to stop it for good. Kyouki scrambled out of the car.
Running to the back of the monster truck, she saw Carlos in the bright red taillights. His face was swollen, black and blue, bloodied, and his lips chapped. She saw his hands bound and a thick chain wrapped around his ankles–that were tied to the bumper of the truck.
"No… Carlos, I'm going to get you out of here, you hear me?" Ky knelt down to touch his face. It was hot. Her vision was blurry as she ran to her car, popping the truck, grabbing the knife she keeps under the seat. She went back to Carlos, cutting the plastic ties that bit into his wrist. He moaned in pain as his arms lifelessly fell to the ground.
Moaning, she could hear moaning coming from the truck. She looked up and saw the black short cropped head. "REN!" Ky didn't stop. She ordered Ren to be still, the others were coming, and she kept talking to both her and Carlos. She needed to tend to Carlos.
Carlos was not moving, and Ren was struggling to sit up. They banged the girl around and she was exhausted from being slept deprived. She wasn't sure if she heard right, but when Kyouki spoke in a panic in Japanese, Ren knew she was safe. She cried, cold, laid there and fell asleep.
'Where the hell is everyone?' Ky went back to her car and grabbed her phone, then to the trunk, grabbing a bottle of water and a blanket.
"Ramon, I have them, meet me near.. Oh god, what's it? It's the factory that.. The one by the sea. Where the fuck are you, Peirce? They have dragged Carlos, where the FUCK ARE YOU!" Ky was in tears. She opened the bottle, spilling some of the water.
"I'm on my way, Boss, ETA ten minutes."
Li hung up the phone and lifted Carlos' head as carefully as she could. Tears she poured some of the water slowly into his mouth, and Carlos coughed, gagging, and groaned.
"Carlos, you look like shit, but I cannot have you sleeping. You gotta stay with me. Ramon is on his way… Ren is ok, right? You took the beating for her? Come on…" Ky sniffled; Carlos made a sound that was almost a chuckle.
Tears dripped onto Carlos' sore face. He hurt, but he can rest now. Carlos took the hits for Ren; he demanded that they not touch her. Not his girl. Carlos could hear his Jefa prattle on blubbering, trying her hardest to not cry.
"Peirce is on his way. Bobby and Donnie are on their way. Shaundi is…. Maybe getting into trouble and Johnny should be on his way… We are going to get you to a hospital as soon as Peirce brings his ass here. K? Please…" Ky looked up as a helicopter passed overhead.
Ky poured a bit more water into his mouth, and dabbed some on his lips, "Carlos, you can get through this… you're my brother. Pull through k? I will kill her, you hear me… her and Maero, they are dead. And I want you to be there when they fall. Got it?" Carlos found some strength to raise a hand. Ky took his filthy, bloody hand and kissed the back of it, putting his hand to her cheek. She could feel the boy had no strength. "You'll be ok, you will. Be… I almost lost Ish. Do not take her place, you hear me?"
Carlos went limp, his head falling limply to the side. "Carlos?"
Ramon, Johnny, and Peirce, who flew overhead about to land, saw Kyouki hunched over rocking the third lieutenant sobbing.
Ramon, was on his knees with Kyouki, screaming, his little brother was not moving, he couldn't think. Shaundi came and put her hands on his shoulders, and Ramon sobbed.
Johnny came over trying to get Ky to her feet, Carlos still lying in her lap, Peirce rushed over with a few other Saints members and cut into the thick chain. They tried to move Carlos, but Ky held on to him.
"Ky, let him go. We have to get him to the hospital. Where is Ren?" Johnny helped Ky up from the ground. She was covered in his blood. Ky closed her eyes, pointing to the back of the monster pick up. Watching Ren being carried and Ramon right behind Carlos, she ground her teeth. They were going to die before the year's end.
"I'm going to kill her. That skinny bitch will pay for this. Then I'm going to kill Maero."