Tales from tha Row | By : Alphazro Category: +S through Z > Saints Row Views: 17355 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Another Chapter of The Tales from the Row takes us from early Stilwater to later Stilwater, Ultor has taken control after the attempted assassination of the 3rd Street Saints Leader, Loc, and allowed a new set of gangs to fight with the city being their battleground. After reclaiming his city once again, Loc goes on a quest to find out who blew him the fuck up and finds the most shocking betrayal of them all...
A/N: Fair warning some language and explicit racial terms are below, if offended by said terms hit the back button and re-read House Party, then wait for another chapter that might not have said terms but it might :D anyway enjoy!
The Conversation
By: St. Alpha
All the new leader of the 3rd Street Saints, Loc, saw nothing but rage as he turned on his mentor and fired a shot from his .44 Shepard.
Julius gripped his shoulder as the bullet impacted it, going down to the ground as he did, "I thought we were past this shi-"
"No nigga you hoped we were past this shit" he cut in as he pointed the pistol at him.
Julius still held his shoulder to keep the pressure on the wound, "Don't you get it? The Saints didn't solve a gah damn thing; Drugs were still being pushed, innocent people were still getting killed...all we did was turn into Vice Kings that wore purple" he explained as he attempted to back away from Loc.
Loc didn't show it with his eyes, as they were covered by shades, but his anger was rising as he heard Julius speak. "We weren't the Vice Kings, we weren't the Carnales or the Rollerz. We weren't the Samedi, the Brotherhood or the gah damn Ronin. We were better than all of them! The Row shouldn't be a corporate park for mutha fuckin' Ultor Julius!'" he yelled as the gun in his hand shook while being aimed at Julius
The founder of the Saints looked at the Leader of the Saints with an incredulous look, "Listen to yourself Loc"
"Don't call me Loc, you haven't earned it" he cut in again
"Cute" he fired back while grunting in pain as the wound decided to chime in
Loc still couldn't believe what he was in the middle of experiencing, the man he looked up to was trying to justify him blowing his right hand man up, "I'm listening but the question is are you?" he asked using his 9 to emphasize his point.
"All I'm listening to is a sociopath that hasn't seen the bigger picture" Julius commented
Loc glared at his mentor and attempted murderer as he rebuffed what he was trying to say to him, "I've seen the bigger picture and it's a bunch of fucking corporate jackasses who want a city to control." he stated then squatted down to Julius' level, "I see a once proud man buckle under the pressure of the police he had no problem with us gunning down when we trying to takeover, but if you wanted to walk away then all you had to do was drop your flags and not come after me."
"I had no choice,it's not as if I asked you would've dropped your flags"
"Never asked so you'll never know"
"So if I ask now?"
"Fuck no. This is my city and I worked to gah damn hard to get it back"
"Jeezus you haven't learned a gah damn thing" Julius shook his head as he spoke
Loc raised the gun towards Julius' head, "Wrong I learned plenty. I learned being in charge is betta than being a bitch that takes orders without saying a word. I learned that taking over a city is one thing but controlling is another thing altogether, your times over old man"
Julius once again adopted a guffawed look, "What's happen to you?"
"I woke up from a coma to find the city I worked so hard to takeover, for you, had regressed to when I first arrived. My crew, my friends either dead or just gone. All the trust, all the work I did for people just vanished as if the shit never happened."
Julius seemed to look a little remorseful about things, "You still don't know the whole story" he started but was once again cut off
"I know that because of what you did Aisha and Carlos are dead. All the lives you said we had saved when we took the other gangs out that would've been lost in a gang war are dead anyway. From where I'm standing Julius you're the sociopath here" Loc once again pointed the gun at Julius
"You owe me playa" he started in a last ditch effort to save himself, "If it wasn't for me you've died on that street corner"
Loc didn't miss a beat, "If it wasn't for you I wouldn't have been in a fuckin' coma"
"I guess that's makes us even"
Loc shook his head as he was trying to decide what to do, he wanted to kill the man who took years away from him, the years where he would have taken control of the city fully but at the same time killing him would just prove him right about everything he was saying and he didn't want that either, "Not really old man but I plan to make us even" he stated as he put his gun away and started for the car
"What?"
"I'm gonna prove you wrong, I said we weren't any of those other gangs and I intend to show you how much better being a Saint is" Loc explained as he hopped into the convertible, "and I'm taking your car Jules, seeing as it's the least you can do" he added while starting it up and started backing out.
The End
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