I’m not sure how it happened, but somehow I became leader of the Saints. Tom wasn’t supposed to die, nothing could kill him... ever. But it still happened, and since Johnny bit the dust during the plane bit, he was out, and that caused Shaundi to go completely out of it, so she was out too. Pierce was an obvious no just by knowing him. That left me, the 16 year old sister of a dead man. This is hard, especially trying to keep it from the other gangs to keep Saints authority. It’s getting to be way too much to handle. He just... it was only yesterday and already the other gangs are overrunning us. How could I possibly do this? Why did he leave the Saints to me? What made him think I could do this?
I heard someone knocking on my door. I contemplated jumping out the window incase it was just more bad new, but that seemed like a bad idea. I opened the door to Pierce standing on the other side. And the first thing to escape my lips,
“What's the news?” I walked out of the room and through the building, Pierce followed.
“Nothin’ major, just another store raid by the Morningstar.” Pierce spoke casually.
“Along with all the other shit we got going on, they raid a fucking store? Seriously?! I thought bro took them out?” I stopped and faced him then took a deep breath “Alright, what store is it?”
“Planet Saints”
“Fuck it. We can take care of that later, we’ve got plenty of those damn stores. What else we got going on?”
“Deckers are almost down, you wanna finish them off?”
“The computer nerds? Seems easy enough.” I went to the elevator, right before I stepped in Pierce placed his hand on my shoulder.
“You can do it, I know you can. And your brother knew too, why else would he leave you in charge?” He tried to comfort me.
“Lets hope I don’t let him down.” Me and Pierce stepped into the elevator and went down to the garage. I hopped on my favorite bike “Do you have your licence?”
“Do we follow the law?” No response was needed for that “Now hope on.”
“Can’t argue with that.” Pierce hopped on back and we drove to Kinzi’s warehouse. I’m not the best of drivers, but we got there in one piece.
“Brother might have been into the whole possible brain frying thing, but I’m not. Could you find out where he’s operating from?” I asked Kinzi right when I walked in.
“I’ve been trying, but he has a huge fire wall keeping me out, the only way to get to him is...”
“Through the simulation. Right. He doesn’t know about brother’s death?”
“They don’t know for a fact, but the words getting around.”
“Keep everyone thinking he’s alive. Make fake videos, radio calls, anything. Whatever you have to do to fool these dimwits. In the mean time I’ll find the guy in person, there's only so many places for him to hide. His name Matt Miller right? What’s he look like?”
“One sec,” Kinzi brought up a picture of a young man with black hair, brown eyes, and looked like he was wearing blue lipstick “Here you go. But I wouldn’t get too caught up on finding him. He probably doesn’t leave wherever he’s operating from.”
“How old is he?” I questioned suspiciously, he looked young, but he’s the leader of a gang, so he should be like 20 or something, right?
This one was written when I was 15-16 and turned out to be the most popular on Fanfiction.net probably because it was rated M for one chapter very late in the story. Sadly I was so disturbed by my own writing that I rage quit and never continued writing.
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