The Rise Of The Saint

The Insignificant Bastards

The strike of Saints in the city caused a widespread havoc,both inside the police department and outside it. Some were happy as they never hurt a noble soul, while the mafias were having quite a hard time as they don't spare any wrongdoing.

"What the hell is going on, Jacob?",asked Peter,the Senator of the city.

"This is a strike that has left the gangsters reeling,so as far as I'm concerned, it's a good sign", Jacob took a long puff from his cigar, ignorant of the angry face of the senator.

"What are you saying, Jacob? Are you out of your mind?", shouted Peter in a fit of rage.

"Why are you angry,Mr Senator? Whether we'll kill those bastards or anyone else do it, ultimately the city will be peaceful! What else you want?",said Jacob in a calm tone,a grin spread across his face.

"They have gone berserk and you are saying as if it is a regular day event",the senator was beyond fury.

"I am going to call the best reinforcements in the town and see what they can do with these bastards!",Peter departed with a frown on his face.

"Poor man. Didn't even know who he is up against",Jacob was puzzled by the action of Peter.

Hotel Blue Cross

A huge commotion was there at the hotel Blue Cross. Approximately half of the police department come here regularly I'm order to chill out.

Tonight's was no different with most of the police officers present in the hotel to enjoy the lap dance and the pole dancers.

Everyone was busy in their own luxuries when all of a sudden a barrage of bullets struck the nightlights of the club, rendering everyone in the darkness.

"What the fuck is this? Who can dream of attacking this hotel,with us, present here. It's a total suicide",said Rocky,the deputy chief of police.

"What we think is right I'd not always right! You should remember this Rocky",said a voice which was devoid of any emotion.

"Who's there? Show me your face,you coward!",shouted Joseph, another captain of the police.

"If this is what you wish for,then we're here", suddenly all the lights again came back to life. There were thirteenth members standing with their overcoats flowing in the wind and their faces covered with masks.
There was an image of gun printed on their chests with a cross in between, making them realise that they were the Saints.

"It's them. Oh Jesus,they are the epitome of destruction. Stay focused", shouted Rocky,but when they decided to go for their guns,it was missing.

"Looking for this",the figure pointed out to a box which was full of guns and in a fraction of second lit it up.

"Never cross our paths. Otherwise we'll surely destroy you. Because we all are inglourious badass", bullets again rained down on the lights and the Saints were gone with the wind.

Phew,I'm taking much time than usual. But I'll surely look it over. Thanks for reading my friends. Love you all. ♥️♥️♥️♥️😊😊✌️😊😊♥️♥️😊