Saints Row: Bullet to the Heart

Untitled Part 109

~*Outside the Phillip's Building.*~

Johnny gained the upper hand and punched the guard in the face, cracking his jaw and knocking him out. He caught sight of Ky being taken into the building. Cars belonging to the Saints came with some of Kyouki's Ronin guard, Masako poured from the building. Hail of bullets ripped through the already frantic scene.

Kyouki's people and the Saints fired back, getting people to safety, scrambling now to take the heavily armed military force that is the Ultor guards down. There was no way into the building, too risky to push through. Men and women covered the streets on both sides. Johnny once more took to the closest building roof. Slinging the rifle off his shoulder, he cocked the chamber and pulled the trigger, hitting one guard in the neck.

A bullet whizzed past his elbow, impaling on the ground. Johnny looked up. A chopper with a gunman aiming right for him. Johnny had no other option; it was him or the sniper. One shot blindly, he hit the sniper in the chest, his shoulder punctured by a rogue bullet. Groaning, he took aim and shot the pilot, causing the helicopter to veer into the building he was on. The whirlybird crashed and twisted against the stone as it went crashing to the ground. The smell of gas leaked and Johnny had to move. An explosion that happened right after threw him to the ground just as his feet left the ladder.

Looking up at the blue sky, he exhaled. "Fuck Ultor. Y'all good?" He called others around him. Getting to his feet, he gripped his arm. "Pierce, Ro, come with me. Everyone else gets this shit cleaned up." He headed to the building that Kyouki was in.

"G, you good, you hurt?" Ramon noticed the blood dripping.

"Yeah. Dane got her." He breathed.

"There are more guards coming." Pierce sounded panicked.

"Light 'em up." Johnny grinned, taking aim.

~*Dane's Office.*~

"The fuck are you planning?" Kyouki asked Dane as he went through his desk drawer.

Dane shook his head. "Tsk, such language that comes from your beautiful mouth." He held a small wooden box.

Kyouki groaned. "Well, what did you expect? I grew up on these streets. What the fuck is that?" Eyeing the syringe that Dane had in his hands.

"Just a little something to help you relax. While we consummate our marriage."

"Hell no! I'm relaxed. Don't come near me with that. Dane... st- stop! Ow!"

Moving to stop him was futile. The all too familiar sting of her skin pierced, and the sudden burning intrusion spread at the site. She hissed against the pain as Dane held her head still while injecting the clear liquid. With his guards holding that man back downstairs, he could make his escape with Kyouki.

The foul taste of whatever Dane had plunged into her bloodstream coated her tongue. The sensation is pleasing, weightless, and numb. She frowned. "Damn, Dane, you... shouldn't have ... done this..." Ky drawled out. The medicine took immediate effect. In any other situation, she would relish the feeling. Numb to the world, able to just be. After all, she's been through the past month alone. "No..." she needed to push him back. Kyouki could feel the world slowing down. She could not fight back. A muscle relaxant. She was in trouble. The cuffs released. Her arms felt weak.

Dane took her chin in his hand, tilting her face towards his own. Bending down kissed her. Her lips are soft. He would, could, take her now, now that she is docile, and lifted her from the chair, her legs gave from under her.

"Dane... No... fuck did you... give me..." she whimpered, a hand up to push him away.

Sweeping her off her feet carried her to the bed that was behind a room divider. "My Lady, you are mine. Here is not where I want to fuck your brains out, but I need you. Then we are leaving far from here to enjoy our honeymoon."