Saints Row:You Live and Learn (Saints row fanfic)

I was alone. Just had gotten kicked out of my house. I didn't have nowhere to go so I walked around the bad part of Stillwater.

Prostitutes were out showing to much skin making me want to barf, but I walked away. While some guy tried to sell me some watches,but again I just walked away.

It was normal for Stillwater to be the way it is, nobody really gave a fuck.

So I put my hoodie up and walked with my head down, but it wasn't till I heard shouting coming around me and I had noticed that It was the vice kings and the Rollerz.

I didn't think much about it till one of the Rollerz had hit a vice king. And that's when shit hit the fan.

Another gang had come in a red car and began to shoot both gangs.

I knew I had to get out of here. So I did, I ran until that same car hit my leg and I just had to fell.

The worst thing was that I couldn't get up and the car was burning and might blow up any second.

Everyone was dead except one of the vice kings that had survived. He came up to me and said," wrong time,wrong place dawg."

I heard a gunshot,but I was still breathing and looked up to be met with the one and only Julius Little. The boss of the 3rd street Saints.

"You okay Playa?" I nodded and grabbed his hand that he had offered.

"Julius, let's move." A guy with brown hair and dark eyes told him.

So I leaned on Julius and he helped me as we walked.

The burning car exploded and I fell on the sidewalk.

"That doesn't look so bad, you should be fine. That's Troy,you can thank him later." He told me as he pointed at the other guy who just said 'hey' before Julius spoke again.

"The row ain't safe no more son.We got gangs fightin' over shit that ain't theirs, and you in they way Hmmph.They don't care if you representin' or not."

And that's how it started he offered me to join the Saints and of course I agreed.