Saints Row: Bullet to the Heart

Chapter 2

~*May, 2004*~

It had been half a year since she woke up. She was seeing her doctors and getting stronger every day. She was at one such appointment when it would mark her time to see the doctors less.

"Alright miss lady, we'll see you in a few days." Her personal trainer said as they wrapped up for the day. The woman was a saint, working with her for the past six months.

"Thanks, I feel good too. Enjoy the rest of your day. See you later." Ky left the building, slinging her backpack over her shoulder. She, somewhat back to normal, in a lot better shape, felt really good. She had to change her diet, as the first thing ate when she was cleared for solids, promptly puked all over the car Troy just had detailed. It could be from not having the weight and pressure that she used to. Ky found herself smiling at how things turned out.

Ky started working. She isn't one to sit all day and do nothing. After her first few months of therapy she was so bored she decided that she would speak with Troy. It took some heavy convincing to coax Troy that she needed to do other things than sit in the house all day, going only to the doctors and therapy appointments. As he wasn't home to keep her company.

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"I found a place hiring. It's in the area." Ky showed him the ad.

Troy sighed. "Babe, can't you just get a cat or dog or something to keep you occupied? Or that um.. Or-iga-mi. You know, people do know what you look like."

Troy had his points, but Li was needing to get back to life.

"It's origami. And I would if I had been still 'living' for the past five years, listen I won't strip. I have a few scars from that explosion that I think would be... hmm, maybe. I mean, it's good money." She thought about it, but took off running into the kitchen after Troy threw a pillow at her.

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"Kia, hey."

An hour later, Kyouki arrived at Technically Legal for her shift. A few of the performers called when she walked in through the doors, pulling her hair up into a ponytail. Yet she still had to get an alternate ID. Ky just didn't like being cooped up.

Kyouki waved. "Hey Ladies." Placing her backpack under the bar. Ky promised she wouldn't be a stripper and kept her word. She got to bar tend and mix drinks, and that was what she enjoyed. Putting her earbuds in, securing an apron around her waist, she began wiping down the bar and making it ready for the evening. It was a Friday and sure to be a very busy night.
Going to the stockroom, she began lifting heavy boxes. Her earbud slipped out as she placed the box on the counter and heard the news, unbeknownst: The State vs Johnny Gat Trial.

'He is convicted of 387 counts of murder. ' The news reporter on the screen stated.

Kyouki looked up at the screen in thought. "Who the hell offed that many people? Damn, the hell happened to the city while I was out?" She questioned, listening to the newswoman on the screen. Ky kept busy until one of the regular customers walked up. He already had too much to drink. She could smell him.

"Kia, turn this shit off."

"Not likely. I'm watching it." Putting glasses away as she watched the tv, the man gave a gruff snort going back to his drink.

Some other customer walked up, taking a seat. "Bitch, you were told to turn it off."

"Excuse me?" She scowled, looking at him. Ky stopped stocking and turned to the man in question.

"Fuck you deaf?" The drunk slurred out.

She gave a small smile. One bouncer on duty was already standing. Crossing the room towards the loud patron, before he could offer his hand, Ky snatched the beer bottle from the offensive customer, bounced it off the bar, catching the neck, cracked it across his jaw, shattering the bottle knocking out the customer. "Manners asswipe."