Saints Row: Bullet to the Heart

Chapter 16

~*Rounds Square Shopping Mall.*~

The four girls piled into Li's black car and headed to do some shopping. And shopped they did, some for themselves, some for her new lieutenants. Li took out some money from the ATM and handed it to Ren for safekeeping, then officially hungry all stopped at Freckle Bitches for food. Sitting in one booth, Li continued to dissuade Ren from wanting to be in a gang.

"At thirteen, my paternal uncle asked me if I wanted to head the family business, Thir-teen, One... Three. Very well organized, and many properties. I know now, it's for the people. So, when I came back here, the massive turf war threw me into a situation where walking up the streets almost killed me." She wanted the girl to understand just how idiotic Julius was for considering, even though at the same time he saved her life that night. "Dude, you think it would be hella cool, or bangin'... what do kids say now, bangin' or da bomb?"

Shaundi nodded. "Yeah, da bomb."
Ren snorted and quickly apologized, covering her mouth. She couldn't help but laugh.

Aisha chuckled, nodding. "I didn't know you were that young. You looked older than when we first met. Hold up, you told me you had training, then why didn't you fight off the guys who were shooting?"

Li nodded. Then tried to figure the best way to explain the situation. "See, it's... I'm not allowed to start a fight just because I know how. Staring down the barrel of a gun is still jarring, no matter the situation." Li turned back to Ren. "I didn't kill anybody until I was... uh... shit... like fifteen. Me, a kid killing grown men and women who were trying to kill me. Kill me dead. But I had help... My boys. Dex, I need to call him. Hell, even Troy's lying ass... and Gat, you need a Gat!" Li stated firmly. They all agreed, then Li started laughing. "Ish, speaking of have I ever told you how I put Johnny on his ass? Flat on his ass."

"No shit, you put Johnny Gat on his ass?" Shaundi coughed. "I have to hear this one."

Li held her hands up. "Word, it happened after I took up Julius's offer, more to thank them cause you don't have your life saved every day. Anyway." The other agreed and sat listening to Li tell her tale of the meeting, as Gat says. 'Canonizing.'

~*The Churchyard, March of 94'*~

Li walked over to the church to thank the men that saved her the other night. She walked up to see some rally of sorts and the two men who saved her with a sea of other purple clad companions.

Standing and listening for a while to Julius Little, the obvious leader and the crowd, cheered when a man eyed her then called up to Julius. "Yo, who the fuck is this?" the two-toned haired man pointed at her as she was making her way to the front of the crowd.
Gat noticed her and rolled his eyes.

Troy noticed her with a smile. He wanted to see her again. Then it dawned on him Julius had the aim of keeping her in the Saints.

She braided her hair in a single braid and wore a cream and blue oversized sweatshirt and a pair of baggy jeans. But what struck him, her eyes, almond-shaped like a cat's, lined with long, thick black lashes, hazel, almost the color of honey, and more stunning against her cinnamon skin.

Li looked over at the man who called her out. She looked him up and down. He wore rectangular shades, a small gold hoop in his ear, a white wife beater and a purple dress shirt, loose black jeans, and polished black boots.
His hair caught her attention instantly–the tips of his hair were frosted white and the rest a jet black, this amazing tattoo peaking close to his Adam's apple, then his face, handsome sharp features, still boyish and strong jaw small cleft in his chin, but he kept his eyes hidden by the rectangular shades he wore. Li caught herself as she felt her cheeks fever, her mouth twisted while assessing the man that slightly insulted her. Shaking her thoughts from how cute he is to... "Oshiri." she glared at him in irritation.