Angel's Authority

Part Three, Chapter Forty-One: The Saint/Ultor Media Group

Based on the Volition Inc.™ game: Saints Row: The Third™

THE BOSS

How much a year can change you... Some more than others. Especially when you kill your predecessor. Well, two predecessors basically. It took me a while to process and cope with what I had done while I had been under the Sins' influence. I had not even realized their lingering shadow until it had been too late. But it is what it is now and leading a company was distracting and equally rewarding. Goodness, I did not even tell what had happened after, my bad...

The guy from the helicopter, Eric Gryphon, had not lied about anything. And for the first time since my stay here, I had been faced with a fair deal through and through. I didn't know whether this realm was sending me messages though or if the Sins just bully me. First Carlos and now Gryphon? I wouldn't be surprised if any of my family's names pop up soon.

Anyways, the thing he wanted from me is to strike the deal. That had been his only reason to pay me a visit. And unlike Maero and every other bitch that tried, this was a genuine deal. Eric was different; he was just like Carlos had been and just like Shelly: A ray of sunshine in this Sin-marked world. Well, and I would have been a fool not to accept this deal as he had pointed out in the helicopter already.

Reminded of my family again, I realized that it was wiser for me to create ties with the enemy instead of being the sole ruler. I guess it had also been Julius' words as well that motivated me. Now, we had Stilwater in our pocket; together with Ultor. I also enjoyed our new name: "The Saint/Ultor Media Group®". The deal had basically been to merge our two names, assets and contacts, share those 50-50 and be the monopoly of the East Coast. Naturally, we could not compete with the likes of Disney, Google, Amazon or Apple but if we kept this up, we would get there one day.

Not only did we own the city but we basically owned the market with our merchandise. Wobble-heads of Johnny, Shaundi, Pierce and me; a brand of clothes with over 5mil. Shops worldwide and of course the Saints Flow. Shaundi's Loa Dust fake, all new and the best energy drink I have ever tested. And also the first one to be honest.

And talking of Shaundi, her and Pierce had changed the most. The girl that used to be high 24/7 was now a woman; fierce, stern, witty and extraordinarily resourceful. She had completely given away her sinful behavior also due to her having her own reality show, "The Life and Lies of being a Saint®" which made her not only reflect on her wasteful life but also helped her grow up.

She was now usually seen with a stern ponytail, tight leather pants and knee-high strapped boots. Over her tank top, she wore a leather jacket and to top things off a studded collar and large hoops as earrings and bracelets.

Pierce, to my joy, had begun to wear clothes similar to those he had worn for the Ronin's casino. But he was our brand's face and had to make an impression with his grey suits and berets, purple shirts and large silver pendants bearing the fleur-de-lys. He was the one appearing in our commercials and the one giving out autographs.

Johnny, Eric and I were responsible for "the office job", managing assets, doing the statistics and planning everything. I felt thrown back to Cattle Valley when I and my family had the plantations of cotton and wheat. And we were even talking among the three of us about accepting a movie deal that had been rumored for the past months.

The public life came with its tolls though. We were recognized everywhere we went, being celebrated as either heroes and trendsetters or being hated for everything we did. I did suffer several meltdowns in this past year and Shaundi had some really big issues with hate comments on her Instagram posts, intrusive Paparazzi and rude interviewers that portrayed as the sex object number one of 2013. But all of us grew past it and emerged stronger and more confident in the end.