Saints Row: Bullet to the Heart

Chapter 14

It was Saturday, and the week had been busy. Making ready for today. Kyouki, anxious, had gotten some sleep, woke up in the middle of the night, so much on her mind she just couldn't go back to sleep. She was going over the pros and cons of the Saints. Switching gears, to fall into the life that was second nature. As the vigilant heroine emerged last night.

As many times as she tossed and turned, she gave up and got dressed. Had been before the sun.
There's no time like the present than going for a workout on the path that went around the boardwalk and along the beach.
When Kyouki's anxiety had subsided some, she sat on a bench, listening to the ocean lap at the shore. The sight of the sky turning from blue to orange and deep pinks. It was the start of a beautiful morning, the smell of the sea.
Many thoughts churned to the life she once had before, to the life that will cement the day.

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Thursday she had gone to the bank, just to check on an old account. She wasn't looking or really expecting for it to be still active, much to her surprise, she was well off. It was her cut, from years ago, for taking out the Columbian cartel-backed gang, Los Carnales. Who had a major foothold in Stilwater, pushing drugs that spread from one end of Stilwater to the other and back again. That was Li's first order of business back then. How she did it still talks of the streets years later.

They were nothing but a distant memory after she, single-handedly, took the eldest brother out. His taste for young girls proved very useful to the then teenaged Li. Now the funds from that which had sat left her with a chunk of cash her uncle in Japan would be proud of.

Kyouki needed to make calls to China too. There she has an uncle who undoubtedly had put up a tablet for her like her Japanese uncle. Back then she relied on her Obachan, Kyouki went to pay her a visit. Driving to the cemetery site, she lost in deep thought. She doesn't want to be the ghost who comes back. Ky needed to think of how she was going to announce her not being dead.
Back in the day, it was then she could afford, with her own pocket change, to send her Obachan away from the old house on the Row to live in a beautiful hotel suite on the beach. Her Obachan married into a friend of the family, to keep them safe. After some time, her uncle passed on. Her Uncle's younger brother arranged, so it was a consistent flow of money for them both when he took his brother's remains and had traveled back to China, also for business. Kyouki made sure her Obachan had enough of anything for whatever it was she wanted, even if the money sent was more than enough.

The bumps and bruises she kept hidden. If the bruise found out, there was always an excuse for a misstep or walking into a door at school.
On top of her game, she gained mad respect amongst the people of the city and the crew, both the Saints and the other crews that he came across. Ky had taken the place of Troy as Julius' right hand.

Kyouki thought more about what Gat said. ' Remember that birthday you held for me?' She had long left the lounge life as the mysterious 'Songbird' the same day they canonized her. Going back to her former employer, who announced he would be happy to pay protection to the Saints, then the Vice Kings.

Kyouki snorted, that rivalry between the Saints and Vice Kings. It wouldn't have been if it wasn't for who King left in control. It spiraled out of control when the last of the big three, Tonya, meet her end.
Taking out Warren was a near cakewalk. He and Tonya were in the same place, but Kyouki stared down the barrel of a shotgun after Tonya got the jump on her. If it hadn't been for Gat. Kyouki shook her head clear from that thought as she drove on.
Benjamin King respected her so much that when he dropped his flags, he handed the reins over to her. Once the loose ends were no more, no one dared come after her.

~*Mourning Wood Cemetery.*~

Pulling into the parking lot, Kyouki got out of the car. It was still so early in the morning that the grass glistened in the sunlight with dew as she walked along the path to where her Obachan was resting. The thoughts of what could have put her Obachan in the hospital with worry were; The Westside Rollerz with duo leaders William Sharpe and Joseph Price, who tried to kill her, found out the hard way. Make sure who you shoot one hundred percent dead.
William Sharpe was an evil man. He and Richard Hughes both colluded with each other. Sharpe with Lin as bait and then tried to kill them both by shooting them and drowning them. While Hughes used the James family, and her Obachan.