The Trio in Saints Row

In the Church, an argument was being held in the meeting room between Jack and Julius. "YOU'RE GONNA WHAT?!" Jack yelled at Julius.

Julius stood up from his desk and yelled back. "We need all the help we can get, Jack!" Jack glared at him as he went on. "You and I both know that if we recruit him, we could take this city with one hand tied to our backs! So quit being a bitch!!"

Troy and Dex watched them argue. They were sitting on a bench; Troy was drinking beer while Dex was smoking. "How long do you think this will last?" Troy asked Dex.

"Hopefully, an hour," Dex replied.

As the argument went on, a man came in. He wore a purple jacket, with a white shirt inside; he had golden short chains around his neck and a tribal tattoo covering the front. His hair was white but only at the tips. His legs were wrapped in blue jeans, and bulky brownish-dark boots. "What the fuck is all the noise?!" the man yelled.

Dex looked at him. "All I know is that this kid they're gonna recruit is said to be related to Jack."

The man looked at them as they argued. "Not again! How long have they've been at it?"

Troy looked at his watch. "About a half hour."

The man tried to listen in, but couldn't quite get the information. "Is it about Michael?" he asked.

"Nope, not this time, Gat. If it was, the argument would go on till midnight."

Gat then sat down with them and started smoking. "What if he dies? He's just a kid!"

Troy then stood up and yelled out, "That's what I said!"

Jack looked at Troy and shouted, "Shut the fuck up, Troy!"

Troy sat down, and Gat then interrupted Jack with a question. "Who is this kid?"

Julius looked at him. "I don't know his name, but I know Jack does, and this kid has friends with him too, a redhead boy, and a young woman." He turned to Jack. "Jack, tell me, what's his name?"

Jack did not reply. "Well if he's gonna roll with us, he got to be canonized," Gat said.

Jack grabbed Gat and yelled at his face. "No fucking way! Didn't you hear? He's just a kid! He could get hurt badly!"

Gat yelled back. "Well, you were a kid when you got canonized, did you think of that?"

"I don't know if he can take that kind of pain, Gat!"

"And what if he can?"

"You don't even know the kid, so why the fuck are you getting your nose into this?!"

"Alright!" Julius yelled. "Jack, he must be canonized. We want him and his friends, and nothing's going to stop us from getting to them, so what do you say?"

Jack replied by walking out the office and slamming the door.

"I think that's a yes," Dex said.

Julius had an angry face. "How come Jack doesn't want this kid to roll with us?" Gat asked.

Julius turned away from Gat and looked at a picture of a man and himself in the office; both looked happy. The picture was old, seemed like it was taken a few years ago. "Because he knows this kid, and I think this kid is related to him and Michael. Imagine that. If he is, we could own this city, like how Michael and I used to.

"Wasn't Jack just a kid then?" Troy asked.

"Yes he was. He hung out with Michael most of the time he spent in the church, but when Michael was needed, he would go to the cross and pray for his coming back. He usually did, but when Michael died, he took it so hard, he went to my office and cried on my shoulder. Later, we both started crying. That was a horrible day. I will never forget it."

By then, Jack was praying at front of Jesus Christ, carrying rosemary in his hands, and pleading for the kid not to die as Michael did.

"Will he be okay?" Dex asked Julius. "Yeah, he'll be ok. I know for sure."

Then Julius walked into his office as Gat, Troy, and Dex went in separate directions.