《Saints Row: The World Is Yours》Chapter 6 - Battle of Thermopylae
Advertisement
Dustin and the modified STAG VTOL he is operating has Shaundi, Pierce, and the Boss in it as his passengers. While flying above the sky, Dustin decides to start a conversation so that they wouldn't get bored to death. The STAG enforcer asked about how Miguel and Shaundi's connection has deteriorated after the accidental kiss they did a few days ago, but Pierce was the one who thought of answering his question out of curiosity.
"Say, you two are... You know, you two hooked up?" Dustin found a way to ask about what happened between them both.
"Look, we both don't wanna talk about it. You guys know that already." The Boss rolled his eyes.
"They were drunk, they couldn't help it. I mean come on, we all do stupid shit when we're drunk. The thing is we either remember it like we were scarred for life or forget about it because yeah, getting drunk would mess with your memories." Pierce had to speak out on behalf of her and the Boss.
"I thought you'll say something stupid, Pierce. What have you eaten today? A dose of righteousness?" Shaundi felt strange about Pierce's statement.
"I just don't want you two go after me, that's all." He didn't want to see them react violently.
"Fuck that. Let's just focus on the thing with STAG, okay? With Cyrus left alone in the high-ranking spot, Dustin could sneak us in." Miguel brought up their current mission.
"This thing is about getting you guys some weapons and weapons only, do not dare to touch any other shipments that STAG has. They have these scanners now after the Boss dressed up as Cyrus." The STAG enforcer heard about the stories of the Saints infiltrating the anti-gang unit.
"And what if my hands couldn't help it?" The Boss also wanted to steal what STAG is hiding from their cargo.
"We'll get to that, okay? Just chill." Dustin promised that he would find a way to get what they need for the gang.
"I'm always chilling down here. See? I couldn't even leave my spot." Pierce was too comfortable from where he is sitting.
"I should have brought Viola instead..." Dustin muttered, thinking that bringing Pierce in the mission is a bad idea.
"About that... What do you two have? Y'all have the balls to give Shaundi and I the pressure. Well, let's put it on you." Miguel found a way to make him speak up about his history with Viola.
"STAG sent me to go undercover. I had to dress up as a gimp and go by the safeword 'The Vindicator'. You don't want to know the reasons why, and the thing with Viola... She used to be my dom." Dustin is ashamed about telling them the background.
Shaundi was surprised at the past between Viola and Dustin. "Excuse me, what the fuck?"
"I always knew that Viola is into those BDSM shit!" Pierce cackled after hearing it.
"Tell me more about it and ignore these motherfuckers." The Boss seems to take it seriously for informational purposes.
"We did practice the BDSM stuff, she used to- God, why am I talking about this?! Shouldn't we just focus on the mission?" Dustin was blatantly uncomfortable with the way how he opens up about it.
"Oh boy..." She looked away in disgust.
"What the fuck? Viola is one kinky dominant chick." Pierce couldn't stop laughing so hard about it.
"Ignore Pierce, Dustin. He's one judgemental motherfucker." Miguel was annoyed at how Pierce act.
Advertisement
"The undercover was useless anyway, it's one of the reasons why they treat their troops badly. After my proposal for a higher rank, they rejected it immediately. Like, seriously? I had to go through the shit I'm not into and get dismissed afterward? Talk about Cyrus Temple being a lousy old fuck." Dustin seized the opportunity to vent his frustrations out.
"Hey... Wanna talk about it?" Miguel gets concerned about how he explains everything.
"Nah, I'm good. Let's just look forward to this mission and let's see what we'll have." Dustin laughed at his despair.
"Alright, whatever you say." Miguel shrugged.
"So, we going to STAG's base again, huh? We almost got in trouble the last time we did." Pierce remembered the time when the Boss posed as Cyrus Temple.
"Yeah, but this time we play it cool, okay? We must hide by the shadows or we're dead." Miguel told them that stealth is a must.
"So how are we landing on STAG's newly-constructed Thermopylae? There's like soldiers everywhere." Shaundi took a view below, seeing the base that has troops all over.
"Easy, Shaundi. You know I always find ways." Dustin began lowering the VTOL, landing near the other VTOLs. And as they wait for the siren for the formation, the Saints members wore gloves meant for stealth except for Pierce.
Miguel noticed that Pierce isn't wearing any gloves, so he talked smack on him. "Why aren't you wearing this shit? Come on, wear it, we don't have much time."
Dustin smirked at them, looking at Pierce before unveiling his true plans for the stealth mission. "Actually, we have decided that you and Shaundi should bond for this one. Ain't that right, Pierce?"
"Yeah, no shit. Now if you'll excuse us, Dustin and I will stay here and watch some porn." Pierce joked before kicking both Miguel and Shaundi out of the VTOL.
"Hey, what the fuck! You guys are the worst human beings I've ever met." Shaundi gets furious about Dustin and Pierce's experimental plan.
"Don't worry, we'll be here for backup," Dustin tells them to not sweat it out.
"You fucking-" Shaundi was about to shout when Miguel covered her mouth, dragging themselves to a crate to hide.
"You need to shut the fuck up or we'll get in trouble." The Boss told her to tone her voice down.
"Don't touch me," Shaundi muttered, seeing if the STAG personnel noticed.
Miguel also looked around, considering that they need to improvise and go with the flow. "Here's the plan, we move area by area until we reach that aisle."
"Shit... We should have done this at night time. We're fucked." Shaundi realized how screwed they are.
"Don't be so negative, Shaundi. I got your back." He taps her shoulder before jumping into a different area, going into his cover immediately.
Followed by Shaundi, they repeated the same process until they reach the passageway for the aircraft's interior portion. Luckily, none of the STAG troops have noticed their presence, making it easy for them to perform their stealth task without getting noticed. And while waiting for any STAG enforcers to enter the password of the secured door, they broke their neck silently after they activated the password. This made their intruding procedure easy, and now that they are inside, things got tough for them.
"Shit... How are we supposed to locate their shipments?" Miguel asked if how they could loot STAG's equipment if they don't know where they store it.
"It's below the floor where you're stepping, but to locate it, I suggest you guys to not skip leg day and use the stairs." Dustin knew where they put their cargo, so he pointed it out.
Advertisement
"Thanks for the heads up, Dustin. But still, fuck you and this plan of yours." The Boss gets into cover with his only companion Shaundi, speaking to Dustin in a low tone.
"So, what now? Going to break in downstairs? This is fucking suicide, Boss. We'll not make it if we fuck this up." She kept on being so negative about this mission of theirs.
"Quit being so negative, Shaundi. We'll make it, trust me." He convinces her to resume their mission.
Shaundi took a deep breath before agreeing, after all. "Yeah, whatever. Let's get moving then."
Seeing that a line of troops was walking in the hallway, Miguel and Shaundi headed downstairs immediately only to find more STAG members inside. They both hid at the wall, overhearing their conversation about Dustin and his sudden disappearance. "Stick close, Shaundi. They're talking about Dustin, look."
Shaundi lends an ear to the conversation that the troops were having about Dustin, and they seem to not like the young STAG enforcer. "I am listening."
"That Walbridge kid has potential, you know. But he's been a real show-off to everybody, and he always disappears when we need him the most." Says the STAG troop.
"We all know that he just makes a good mascot for STAG. There's nothing special about that fella." Said the other STAG troop.
The Boss was having a hard time to hold his laughter. "What the fuck, this is so messed up. You hearing this, Dustin?"
"The what?" Dustin answered while Pierce is watching Shaundi's old tapes.
"They're talking shit about you," Miguel replied after hearing the STAG's discussion about him.
"Eh, not surprised at all. They're just jealous that they couldn't get laid while on duty." The STAG enforcer said jokingly, swatting Pierce's hands as his device is making too much noise.
"Pierce, I swear to god. I'm gonna kill you if you look at my tapes." After hearing it, she knew that Pierce is digging through her old videos.
"Shaundi, you know that I don't like Pierce digging through your footages either but for the last time, would you tone your voice down?" He gets pissed at Shaundi for not following instructions.
"I'm gonna kill Pierce after this..." Shaundi had a peek of what is ahead of them, reaching for any weapons or paraphernalia above the desks where they are hiding.
"Quick, before they notice you," Miguel tells her that she should make it fast.
"I'm on it." Shaundi grabbed a device randomly.
He raised an eyebrow after seeing the gadget that Shaundi took. "What the hell is that?"
"Don't get me wrong, but I know a thing or two about this stuff. This right here is a Cryptographic Sequencer, I'll explain how this shit works later. For now, why don't we steal more while they're not watching?" She hid the equipment they embezzled from the tables.
"And I thought we need Oleg and Kinzie for this one. Hmmm, what do we have here..." The Boss also scanned for the desk above his head, touching yet another device before grabbing it.
"Holy shit, that's what you call a Signal Disruptor. You could use that to disable weapons, waves, and many more. And we could use that right now, so let me have that." Shaundi took the Disruptor away from him.
"What the- Hey, bring that thing back to me!" Miguel felt strange about how she gets enthusiastic about the mission all of a sudden, it is probably the weapons they are stealing from STAG that got her interested.
"Too late, Boss." She starts to disable the rifles that the STAG personnel has, aiming at their guns to maim its functions.
The troops of STAG gets confused about why their guns aren't working properly, and their confusion was taken advantage of by the leader of the Saints as he threw a smoke grenade. Clueless, the soldiers were taken down by Miguel and Shaundi without them noticing their presence. However, the smoke alarm started to ring, alerting the whole aircraft carrier that someone has intruded it.
"Shit! Dustin, Pierce, y'all need to strap up. It's showtime." Miguel called for both of them as their backup.
"Alrighty, time to make my grand entrance as a Saint." Dustin gets out of the VTOL before Pierce, getting a pair of Viper Laser Rifle.
"Hey, can I have one of those?" Pierce asked if he could use the hi-tech rifle.
"You get your own. Just kidding, here. Time to turn me into a Saint, I guess." Dustin stepped into the scanner, entering the password of the highly-secured door seeing the STAG troops in position.
"Walbridge! Thank god you're here, the system has automatically commenced code red for-" The STAG employee who was talking was shot by Dustin himself, gunning down the rest of the unaware troops to make a statement that he has officially defected.
"Is there a code for ones who hate their job?" Dustin left a short message for them before going downstairs, seeing that Shaundi and Miguel have been surrounded by STAG.
"You got moves, Dustin. Mind if you teach me some of those?" Pierce was amazed at how his partner does his part.
"Keep your mouth shut, Pierce. Go take the left and I'll smoke the rest here." He gave commands at Pierce in which he followed, using his laser rifle to protect his newly-found team from the threat exerted by STAG.
After the circle of troops was gunned down by the outgoing STAG enforcer, the Boss gave him a thumbs up."Nice job, Dustin. But we need to steal the crates before we get outta here."
"Alright then, follow me." He pointed the way to the crates which is on the next door, entering the passcode to open it.
They were all shocked at how big the crate was, and Dustin starts to press buttons to release it from being stored. "This one's a big ass shipment, Dustin! How are we supposed to steal this shit?"
"It has a built-in parachute in it, call for further backup while I secure the place. Call Oleg to carry this large crate specifically, we all know that he's the only one who could do such a thing." Dustin ordered them everything they should do while he covers them.
Miguel started to dial Oleg's phone number while Pierce and Shaundi kept their eyes on the humongous crate they are about to seize. Dustin makes sure that no one would get near them by shooting every pursuing STAG personnel that tries to stop them. "You just made the biggest mistake of your life, Walbridge."
"Oh yeah? If this was a mistake then why wouldn't I regret it?" Dustin replied, tagging the STAG troop that tried to go after him.
After Oleg agreed to assist the Boss and the others in the dangerous stunt they are executing, Dustin passes the parachutes of them for them to wear and use to escape Thermopylae. And before the STAG reinforcements could even show up to subdue the Saints, they took off from the aircraft with the crate of weapons and some other items they are about to find out.
"I swear, Pierce. You'll be dead soon as we land on Port Pryor!" Shaundi was still mad at Pierce for what he did earlier.
"What should I do then? Watch it with Dustin?" Pierce shrugs it off while skydiving with them.
"Keep it steady! Put your hands on the crate and wait for my signal for your 'chutes!" Dustin gets to give them commands on what they should do to keep their fleeing process organized.
"Alright, Oleg and his truck are in position. Phew, it's been a while since my last dive from the sky! It brings back the memories, right Shaundi?" The Boss was enjoying their dive from above.
"Fuck you too! Don't talk to me." Shaundi shows her resentment at Miguel too.
"Alright." The Boss rolled his eyes.
"Okay, you guys ready? Go! Open your parachutes and keep an eye on the crate!" Dustin finally gave the signal for them to pull the trigger to activate their parachutes.
Whilst gliding down the sky, Oleg sees them immediately. And now that they were about to land on the bridge near Port Pryor, Miguel, Dustin, Shaundi, and Pierce has succeeded in bailing out from the Thermopylae without any of them being severely injured or damaged from the STAG's intent of putting an end to their heist.
After they landed on the bridge carefully, Oleg gets out of the truck to carry the heavy shipment to the vehicle. And upon volunteering to drive it, the rest gets to be on the truck's wagon to defend it from any STAG soldiers that will go and try to retrieve it from them. The heat was already subsiding, and the gang considered dropping the crate on Angel's Gym where they could open it. The Saint's brains and brawn pulled the truck over in front of Angel's Gym, getting out of the truck door to lift it using his sheer strength.
"A quick reminder that I do this for free, Boss," Oleg states after dropping the crate near the ring where Angel trains.
"Someone, get a fucking crowbar! I'm so fucking excited." Miguel tapped the box in excitement while Pierce and Dustin grab some crowbars to open it.
"This is it..." Shaundi shows slight enthusiasm about how would it turn out.
"It looks glorious, I knew it." Pierce's eyes enlarged after opening the crate using the crowbar.
Miguel was about to grab the items of the crate when they all gasped from its content, and Dustin was the one who gets shocked in awe after they forcefully opened it. "Wait, what the fuck are these?"
"Sex dolls?! Goddammit, we're fucked!"
To be continued...
Advertisement
- In Serial115 Chapters
The Genesis System
Genesis. It is the end of countless stories. The end of thousands of universes, billions of planets, and trillions of lives. But what is taken may also be given, as shown in the story of Cael King. A young man of Earth, knowing only a life of study and work in the relentless and endless pursuit of satisfaction. This is the origin of his story. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Inspired by the system used in The Legend of Randid.ly Ghosthound. The system is an homage but the characters, world, and story are unique. I will post as often as I can and, given that I am not starting work until July, that should be pretty frequently. If you have any suggestions or comments please feel free to leave them as this is my first story and I'd love to improve both it and my writing style. This is my Patreon. Please join if you'd like to read a few chapters ahead and be part of an interactive community
8 185 - In Serial19 Chapters
The Better Side Of Evil
The last surviving son of House Rotwald is on the run. Chased by his enemies into the heart of a long forgotten wasteland, he is forded to traverse an unholy place of power. With the pursuers hot on his heels, can Victorian find shelter in the realm of the living dead? Or will he become just another walking corpse, doomed to wonder the land for all eternity? Everything that he believed in, everything that he held sacred – gods, kings and their laws – has already betrayed him. With nothing left to lose could the young paladin be persuaded to accept a new master? Could he bargain away his life to a dark power in exchange for vengeance? And what would he be required to do in return? The Kingdom of Leidemar is on the verge of ruin. Rival powers seek to divide it, but there is an opportunity for a new ruler to arise from within its own nobility. And even a lowly nobleman, if positioned correctly, could end up a king. Someone with the right allies, perhaps? Or maybe cruel allies would suffice? But for now the last surviving son of House Rotwald is on the run. *This story is as much about the monsters as it is about the people facing them. Some become allies while others become wet stains on the floor. I firmly believe that villains can make for some of the most endearing characters. Monsters need not be sour and droll. Have a bit of fun - indulge in a bit of villainy. Enjoy the gray morality and colorful cast of this story! *I have a Discord server now: https://discord.gg/4phDRU2 **Artwork by Shane Pierre: https://007access.deviantart.com/ ***I am not a native English speaker, so feel free to help me improve my use of the language!
8 114 - In Serial16 Chapters
Void Hopper
The Progenitors are long gone, but their technology and culture live on. Trillions of beings from hundreds of species speak the Progenitor language, eat Progenitor foods, and use Progenitor technology. The backbone of this society are Hoppers - smugglers who transport goods through the dangerous dimension of the Void. The crew of the Discordant Note is on another routine job when they come across a member of a species nobody has ever seen before - a human. He has no memory of his past, his culture, or of the world he came from. What does he remember? He knows how to operate a multitool, fire a blaster, and how to kill a Sarcorian with his bare hands. Now, the crew and their newest member must steal a powerful ancient artifact, evade the clutches of the powerful Encephalon corporation, and discover the truth about the Progenitors.
8 168 - In Serial7 Chapters
Odditorium
Creativity is power. Creation is power. Arax is empty, he has no personal attribute and his parents have left him out in the dark. By day he suffers through a mid-level university trying to convert people into Masters but it's given him no luck, nothing will stick. His only momentary joy is the games of Harshings that he plays every night with the members of the Armament Club, ten of the highest level Harshings players of all-time, Arax is the only one under three-hundred years old. Anyways, after a harsh game of Harshings (pun intended) one of the members of the club contacts him with a solution to his emptiness problem, Mimir's Well. Anyways, this story is about God's and creativity and bonkers off the wall (expletive) and rituals and God's and sex jokes. I probably got inspired by like all of the mythos stories that have been popping up on here. It's in a VERY rough form because I've just been getting back into writing. I've written like fifty thousand words already so I guess have fun.
8 161 - In Serial24 Chapters
Even in the afterlife, I still hate mondays ...
Had you asked me if I believed in life after death while I was alive, I would have said no.At the time, I believed that there was simply nothing after death. That the electric activity of your brain stopped, and with it, all that could be called ‘you’ would go *poof* and disappear.As it turns out, I was wrong and the various realm of the afterlife would soon tell the punny legends of I, Cyndric, the eco-friendly bedside lamp !
8 132 - In Serial17 Chapters
Life's a Lich: Who Said Undeath Was Fun?
The shadow of death looms over us all, but some choose to make it an adventure. June Allen is an avid player of a hit new MMO, too much of an avid fan, in fact. One could say she's addicted to the slow and steady grind of leveling, crafting and slaying monsters. But things are not as rosy as they might seem to this blissfully unaware RPG fan. So when a mysterious force decides to intervene, she's hoping for great things. She doesn't really know what to expect, only that there's about to be a big change. That change is simple, she's going to die. Reincarnated in the game she once loved, she has a choice between eternal servitude and suffering, or a new path. What choices will she make and where will they lead her? June could be consumed by lust for power and freedom, or be destroyed by the influences pushing and pulling her. Will she be able to overcome the forces that control her new life?
8 136

