Saints Row 2

Ch 2: Appointed Defender

Your P.O.V.

I knew that I had to get some new clothes and ditch the prisoner uniform, it would give me away to easily. So I decided to go and find new clothes so I wouldn't be spotted by the cops. It was a good thing that I had remembered that there was a Sloppy Seconds clothing store close by.

So I decided to make my way over to the shop. Luckily, I had grabbed a bit of cash from some of the dead guards from the prison. So I knew that I had enough for some clothes, and if I had too, I could pay the cashier to pretend I wasn't there.

So once I got to Sloppy Seconds, I got a white t-shirt and some brown shorts. And it was a good thing they didn't ask about the prisoner uniform, otherwise I'd probably be fucked. So once I had my new clothes, I ditched the prisoner uniform in a dumpster. Then I decided to go to Tee'N'aay to see if I could get any info on what's changed in Stilwater.

It took me a few minutes to get to the strip club since I didn't have a car, but I arrived soon enough. Once I got inside, I went up to the bar to get a drink and I noticed the news was on. I didn't really care at first, but what the reporter said next really got my attention.

Jane Valderama: It is said by some to be the trial of the century. A notorious member of a gang once known as "The Third Street Saints," Johnny Gat, was arrested last year after an assassination attempt on decorated police officer Troy Bradshaw.

What the reporter said about Troy had really caught me by surprise. I knew him for months and I didn't know he was a police officer.

Jane Valderama: In the resulting trial, Gat was convicted of one count of attempted murder, and a staggering three hundred and eighty seven counts of 1st degree murder, promptly sending him to death row.

I was really interested on how Gat was doing for the past year. The reporter was about to say something else about his legal team doing something. But a drunk guy in red, who I assumed was a member of one of the gangs, decided to have it shut off.

Brotherhood member: Hey Barry, turn this shit off!

As the bartender turned off the tv, it made me pissed. Then I noticed the guy sit next to me to drink his beer.

Y/n: I was watching that.

Brotherhood member: Well, I guess you're not watching it any more, are you bitch?

I had already had enough shit on my plate right now. So I grabbed the guys beer bottle and smashed it right onto his face. That had caused him to fall back onto the ground and had caught the bartender by surprise.

Y/n: Could you turn the tv back on?

And that's what he did, partly scared I might do something similar to him if he didn't. Then I threw the remains of the broken beer bottle away and continued to see what was going on with Gat.

Jane Valderama: In a few short moments, we'll be allowed back into the courtroom so find out if Mr. Gat is going home a happy man, or a dead one, back to you Jack.

Y/n: Oh shit!

I got out of the seat and was about to make my way to the courthouse, but a friend from the guy I knocked out had stopped me. He wasn't to happy about what I did to his friend, so I grabbed the beer I was drinking and hit his face with it. He was about to get up, but I had stomped on his face and killed him before he could.

With that asshole dead, I made my war outside to find a car. Luckily, some guy was pulling up, so as soon as he parked I tossed him out of the car and had got it and drove off. I knew that I had to get to the courthouse to save Johnny before it was to late. It was a good thing that I was able to get Downtown within a matter of minutes.