With Sharp on his way to a permanent vacation in the desert and Donnie in hiding under Wong’s protection, Starlight and Paul returned to the church to plan their final moves against Price and the Rollerz.

Neither were worried about Price all that much as he didn’t seem the type who could plan anything other than simple approaches to problems. If anything, he only seemed a little smarter than your average thug.

Starlight also suspected that getting rid of Sharp was going to have plenty more consequences other than an angry nephew. Aside from Sharp’s mysterious buyers and Alderman Hughes being cut off from a source of income, there could be others who would be upset by this. However, that was a worry for the future.

Back at the church, Julius and Troy, who was back in his casual street attire, were waiting for the two to see what direction their plans for the Rollerz would need to go, depending on if Sharp was still a threat or not. Upon their arrival, Starlight gave them a victorious smirk that reassured the leaders that everything went according to plan.

“The Rollerz are now without their brain trust so now it’s just Price that we have to deal with.”

“Good, with Sharp out of the way, the Rollerz will be nothing but a memory soon,” Julius said.

“It will probably be some time before Price figures out what happened so I say we take advantage of the confusion,” Starlight offered. “Since the Rollerz only hold Copperton on this island and Misty Lane on the northern island, I say we move in on Copperton. What do we need to do to drive them out?”

“I think I know where to hit them to do just that,”Julius offered. “Some of the Rollerz have been takin’ a lot of interest in a receiving station in the truck yard. You may wanna be careful goin’ in. With only two hoods, they will be heavily defended.”

“Sounds like we need to militarize for this one. I’m gonna stop by a Friendly Fire and make sure we are ready for this.”

While Starlight went shopping, Paul made a short run to his house where he stocked up on pipe bombs that Reno’s people had been providing him ever since he and Starlight helped him out. He only had ten of them available so he had to make them count.

The two regrouped in Copperton and headed for the truck yard in Starlight’s car. Paul wondered what his partner brought that would help them take the place. “We should have enough firepower between us to take the place,” she responded. “It’ll be up to our skills to survive beyond that.”

It wasn’t long before they found the truck yard and drove into the middle of it. From there they would be subjected to a “King of the Hill” scenario where they would have to hold the location until the Rollerz gave up.

At first only a few Rollerz cars drove in to try and deal with them which was manageable with their usual weaponry. As time progressed, more Rollerz entered the truck yard to deal with them. After a couple of minutes the yard was a battlezone. With the number of Rollerz entering the area turning into a small army, Starlight decided that it was time to unleash her secret weapon.

“Laserbeak, activate the turret and target their vehicles.” With that command, the back of her Reaper opened up and a small turret rose from it. The turret was designed as an automatic RPG launcher that fired rockets one by one at the enemy cars, demolishing them and taking a large number of Rollerz out in the explosions. Paul also used most of his pipe bombs to help blow up cars and Rollerz.

Starlight saw one rocket go stray and hit a bystander who was observing the mayhem. The man wore an orange jacket and black pants. After the fight she would identify the man as Jose and mark him off the list.

After the army of Rollerz were annihilated, Starlight and Paul breathed a sigh of relief until they heard the sound of a vehicle starting up nearby. A few seconds later they spotted a Peterliner semi-truck cab driving toward them intending on running them over. The two avoided the attempt by diving to the side.

Unfortunately, Laserbeak had expended all of the ammunition. However, that didn’t matter when Paul lit his last pipe bomb and threw it into the open window of the cab that the thug was trying to shoot out of. In his panic he got out of the truck only to land on the blade of Starlight’s sword. The bomb did some damage to the cab but not a lot since the homemade bombs were not as destructive as grenades.

Seeing the piles of bodies in the area, Starlight decided to snap a few photos of them and send them to her father who would be a bit jealous that he didn’t get to be a part of this.

Paul looked at Starlight, wondering what they were going to do now. However, by this point Starlight had grown tired of playing the interpreter game with him. It was fun for a while but now it was starting to bore her. “As fun as it’s been to interpret your expressions and motions, isn’t it about time you spoke up? We’ve been working together for a while now so just say what you want to say.”

Paul shrugged, if Starlight wanted to hear what he had to say she’d better be ready for whatever he dished out. “Fine. My name is Paul Hanksaw.”

Starlight gave a bright smile, “See? There we go! I’ll get you out of your shell yet. Anyway, once the Saints take this place, only Misty Lane will be left. Right now, I’m wondering what stunt Price is going to pull.” She activated her communicator. “Laserbeak, stealth recon. Return to the mansion and keep an eye on Price.”

Once the drone flew off on jet propulsion, the two were left alone until Paul broke the silence. “A turret?! Seriously?! How the fuck did you install a turret in your car?”

“I built it, obviously,” Starlight replied, as if what she had done equated to a simple school project.

“Also, how the fuck does a a school age girl build something out of car parts?”

“Didn’t seem all that hard. I know that I could probably make a fortune from Laserbeak’s design, but it’s best to keep him in limited supply. Wouldn’t want the military using my own tech against me at some point.”

“Fair. Anyway, I’ll get this semi delivered to Dennis and meet you back at the church.” Paul then boarded the truck that had tried to run them over a few minutes ago. Starlight waited for her companion to get back before they returned to the church.

Just as Paul returned, Starlight’s spying app went off. She called Paul over so they could look at this together.

Starlight then activated her spying app to see what was happening. They noticed that Price was giving a rallying speech to the Rollerz in front of the mansion which spelled trouble.

"Listen up, people. We're done dicking around with the Saints. These streets were ours before those bitches from the Row showed up! And when they stepped, what did we do? They fucked up our race, and we just took it. They fucked up our deliveries, and we just took it. And now they made my Uncle go missing, and who knows what the fuck they did to Donnie. Now, I'm only gonna say this once. We're not gonna sit here and fuckin' take it!” The crowd roared in cheer. "Light 'em up, boys. We're burning Saint's Row to the ground."

As the thugs got to their cars, Starlight cringed. “That’s not good. Predictable, but not good. Looks like he’s about to raid the Row. We need to warn Julius.”

Starlight decided to let Paul drive this time since time was of the essence. “Drive fast and to hell with traffic laws!”

“Don’t blame me if I wreck this thing,” Paul warned before he sped off toward the church. The drive was reckless but thrilling for Starlight as the speed they were moving at got her adrenaline pumping. She saw that they had a few near misses and left a few people pissed off at them. They also sped past three stop signs and a traffic cop that had to direct traffic at an intersection where the lights weren’t working. It would be a surprise if that didn’t get them a little notoriety with the police for a time.

They made it to the church in record time. Julius saw them arrive but the way he saw them do so told him that something important was going on. “What’s goin’ on? Did something happen?”

“Yeah, Price is leading a convoy raid on Saint’s Row as we speak,” Starlight informed.

“I was about to mention that. They’re comin’ in pretty fast,” Troy added.

Julius cursed, “Alright, Starlight, Paul, you’re with me. I know a route we can use to hit ‘em from behind.” He figured the Rollerz would use the highway since it was the fastest way here. Julius had them hop into his Zenith convertible sports car while he drove.

Using Julius’ route they made good time reaching the convoy. The Rollerz were driving past the west side of the Ultor Dome by the time they arrived. Once they were sure they were at the tail end of the convoy, Julius floored the accelerator and quickly caught up with the last car. “Alright you two, blow these assholes off the highway.”

Julius had provided an RPG and an assault rifle for them to use. Paul took the RPG so Starlight took the rifle.

Starlight struck first, taking out a convertible with the roof down, leaving the driver and passengers exposed to a hailstorm of bullets. Paul blasted a second car near the first one. With those two taken out, Julius sped up again to catch up with the next cars.

The process repeated with another pair of cars, and a trio of cars, and so on. Starlight counted eleven cars totaled so far before they came up to Price’s Attrazione.

Paul aimed a rocket at Price but wasn’t expecting the Rollerz leader to slam the brakes and give Julius’ car a fender bender. Starlight and Julius had the presence of mind to buckle up, Paul, not so much, which resulted in him flying into the road. Starlight fired a few rounds at Price but he managed to drive away.

The two who didn’t leave the car abruptly got out to check on their friend who remembered to ragdoll so he was only a little shaken. “You should buckle your seatbelt,” Julius commented. “Just the same, we ain’t lettin’ him pull that bullshit again. I want you two to raid his mansion and fuck it up. If you see Price there, you know what to do.”

“Actually, thanks to Sharp I have the deed to the mansion,” Starlight offered. “I wanted to surprise mom once the Rollerz were dealt with because she always wanted to move into someplace nicer than that loft.”

“Right, you mentioned you took everything from Sharp’s phone. In that case, take your dad with you instead. Johnny’s been gettin’ a little antsy about the lack of action at the church and this should be what he needs to calm down.”

“Sure, I could use some father-daughter bonding time.”

“Meanwhile, I need a favor from Paul. One of my contacts told me that he needs some help. It’s best Paul handles this one alone anyway. Helmers may look like trailer park trash but he knows plenty about what goes on in the city. Thing is he treats all women like they’re his bitches. That’s why I’d like to avoid you meeting him, in case he pisses you off.”

“Yeah, probably a good idea,” Starlight agreed.

Julius dropped Paul and Starlight off at the church before Paul hijacked the nearest car driving nearby and drove off. Starlight headed into the church and quickly found Johnny lounging with his feet on a desk. He smiled as he saw Starlight enter the room.

“Hey there pumpkin, thanks for the pic. I made it my new wallpaper on my phone.”

“Hey daddy, I got a new mansion for us to move into. I wanna surprise mom with it once we finish off the Rollerz. Speaking of, let’s go check the place out and do some cleaning up.”

“Aww, honey, isn’t that more your mom’s thing? Maybe we can help clean it together later.”

Starlight smirked, “Did I forget to mention that the mansion is also the Rollerz HQ? That kind of cleaning.”

That got Johnny to his feet. “In that case, let me get my cleaning tools.” It didn’t take him long to go through his personal weapon stash and collect his favorite revolver as well as an SMG, a butterfly knife, an assault rifle and a baseball bat. “Alright, I’m all set.”

The two took Starlight’s Reaper to the mansion. On the way, Johnny thought about keeping how they got the new house a secret from their mother. “If your mother asks, let’s say we won it in a…lottery.”

Starlight giggled, “I’m pretty sure she would see through that. She knows you too well and she knows we’ve been fighting the Rollerz. She will figure it out quickly.”

“And yet she still lets me handle the PTA meetings.”

“Because she didn’t want to deal with the snooty parents from the suburbs,” Starlight countered. “They know better than to mess with you.”

“Says my daughter who shipped her bully to Madagascar.”

Starlight groaned, “I’m starting to think this is going to turn into a habit since I recently shipped Sharp to some desert town after I stripped him of his assets.”

“Heh, your go-to plan to get rid of your problems is to ship them off somewhere far away and let them be someone else’s problem. Personally I prefer killin’ them off so they don’t one day come back to be a problem, but that’s me.”

The two soon arrived at the mansion and jumped out of the car. Johnny drew first blood as he took out the door guards with an assault rifle. After that, Starlight used the mansion’s security codes to open all doors in the mansion, which took the thugs inside by surprise.

Once inside, the two split up to take care of the different areas of the mansion. Starlight ran around like a sword-wielding maniac and cut down every thug she saw which terrified some of them. One of them also ended up with a growing wet spot on his pants. Johnny went in guns blazing, though he used an SMG and revolver while doing his best to avoid collateral damage. He wasn’t about to have Aisha move from one trash heap to another.

During her exploration, Starlight found some car keys in an upstairs bedroom. Swiping them, she resumed her murder spree.

Once the mansion was cleared out, the father and daughter met in the backyard. However, she had seen no sign of the Rollerz leader. “Daddy, did you find Price?” Starlight asked.

“No I haven’t, pumpkin. Musta run off somewhere.”

In case Price was still around, Starlight checked the garage. However, all she found was his Attrazione. It also had the modifications that Dennis was looking for. It was also the last item on his list so the mechanic would be glad to have this task complete.

Johnny went to work clearing the bodies from the house while Starlight received a call from Paul. She figured that he was finished with whatever Helmers wanted him to do. “Hey Paul, you done?”

“Yeah…” Paul answered, his tone sounding a little irritated.

“What’s wrong? You alright?”

“Sorta, it kinda feels wrong to return a bunch of bitches to a guy like Helmers. When I met him he tried tossing a can at my head when I accidentally knocked over his stack of beer cans. The way he talked about his bitches was pretty gross too. Not to mention how he reeked of beer.”

“Eugh, glad I wasn’t there. Anyways, can you come by the mansion? We found Price’s car and Dennis will want it to complete his list.”

“Alright, and speaking of lists, I think I found that sports fan, Alan. He ended up in the crossfire when I killed a Rollerz pimp. That was the last guy, right?”

“Yeah, I’ll call Mr. Wong later and tell him. See you soon.” She hung up.

“Is Paul actually talking?” Johnny asked.

“Yeah, though I think he’s only willing to talk to me at the moment, it’s still progress though.”

A few minutes later, Paul arrived to take the car. Starlight handed him the keys and he drove off with the vehicle.

“So, you’re workin’ for Wong again?” Johnny asked.

“Yeah, he’s been a great help for Paul, Lin and I while we’ve been dismantling the Rollerz.”

“Heh, he’s probably proud to see his little errand rat all grown up.”

Starlight rolled her eyes and the two continued removing the bodies and leaving them somewhere for some corpse cleaner to pick up.

Half an hour later, the house was cleared. That was when Starlight received another call from Paul. “What’s up?”

“You’re not gonna believe this, I just got a call from Price. He says he wants to meet us at the car dealership on Misty Lane so we can settle this.”

“I’ll be right there.” Starlight ended the call. “Looks like Price is looking for a showdown, though I have a bad feeling about this.”

“Go on, sweetie, finish what ya started,” Johnny said. “Whatever you decide to do to him, I’ll be behind ya all the way.”

“Thanks daddy.” Starlight kissed her father on the cheek and headed out the door to her car.

Before she got in, she moved to the back of the car and opened it. She had a special compartment there that she made to store small things since she installed that deployable turret. She opened up the compartment and pulled out the pipe bomb she made a few days ago. Most of the material that went into making it was what you would find on the street but the explosive within was more potent and would rival a hand grenade in explosive power. She planned to use it on Price, and it seemed that the time was now. “Looks like it’s your time to shine.”

The drive to the car dealership was short and Paul was there waiting for her. Price was still not there. Where could he be?

Starlight exited her car and walked up to Paul who was looking impatient and irritated, which was understandable, given recent events.

“Nothing?” Starlight asked.

“Nothin’,” Paul repeated. “I’m gonna be so pissed if he bitched out.”

As they waited, the sound of a large vehicle was heard nearby and was getting louder. The two were almost certain that it was a semi and they wondered if it was Price.

The sound got louder which had the two on alert and looking around until they spotted a large car hauler barreling toward them. The two dove aside in the nick of time as the semi drove through where they were before and fled down the road.

“Ugh…déjà vu…” Starlight groaned. “You alright, Paul?”

“I got run over by a muthafuckin’ truck, what do you think?” Paul complained.

Starlight rolled her eyes, “Quit being a baby and let’s go after him.”

The two scrambled for Starlight’s car while she was driving. They quickly caught up with the fleeing hauler that was smashing any car that got too close to it. Price quickly found that his enemies were following him and showed that he had an arsenal in the cab in the form of pipe bombs that he tossed out in an attempt to get rid of the two. Starlight was able to avoid the bombs but found that there was no way they could get close without risking getting crushed by the massive vehicle.

“We need to reduce the mass of the vehicle to get close. Paul, destroy those cars in the trailer,” Starlight ordered.

Paul nodded and brought out an assault rifle before opening fire on the blue cars in the trailer. The shots tore through the metallic body panels of the cars and struck the fuel tanks. Fortunately for them the tanks were filled so the tanks exploded when they were damaged. The explosions damaged the trailer while the process repeated with the other cars.

After a few more explosions, the trailer was blown off which prompted Starlight to do some skillful maneuvering to avoid it. With that part gone, only the cab remained. Starlight had to dodge the bombs still but the truck was now less of an issue.

After avoiding another bomb, Starlight was able to move up to the right side of the cab to put her plan into motion. Using her magic, she latched on to the small door that housed the compartment where the fuel receptacle was located and ripped the door open. Using her knees to keep the car moving steady, she lit her special pipe bomb. Price tried to slam the cab into her car so Starlight was forced to slow down and avoid the hit. She then floored it to move back into position quickly enough to toss her bomb into the compartment.

Price had the presence of mind to think about what happened. He saw the girl holding what looked like a pipe bomb in her hand a few seconds ago, then he just heard a clunking sound. He had a bad feeling about what was about to happen which prompted him to open his cab door and jump out, rolling to avoid injuring himself too much.

However, he was still injured anyway because jumping out while speeding on the highway was never a good idea. He was thankful that the rolling still kept his injuries to a minimum. He still ended up dislocating his left shoulder and damaging his left wrist. The impact alone probably cracked a few ribs at least. He could only hope he didn’t get any internal injuries from that.

Lying prone on the road, Price witnessed the semi explode seconds later. If he delayed any longer than he had, he wasn’t sure he would have survived that.

This was not the end of his misfortune, however, as the lilac reaper stopped a few feet from his position. The two who had ruined everything emerged from the vehicle and stared at him. The girl pointed a revolver at him.

“Get it over with,” Price growled.

Starlight’s answer came in the form of an ultimatum, “You have two options, Joseph Price: disband the Westside Rollerz and walk away or meet your end here. Either way, your gang is finished.”

“You gotta be joking! After what you two did to Uncle Will and Donnie, you think I will just walk away without dishin’ some payback?”

“What do you think I did to Will and Donnie? Both of them are still alive. All I did was ship your uncle to some desert town called Santo Ileso. If he’s a survivor, then he will have a chance to get back on his feet someday. His contacts have most likely cut ties with him though so he will be on his own.

“As for Donnie, it was easy to convince him to drop his flags and hide out until the gang war was over. I have his phone number if you want proof that he’s okay.”

“Fine, put him on and let me see for myself,” Price responded.

Starlight then pulled out her phone and dialed Donnie’s emergency contact number. The call was answered a few seconds later. “Yeah?“

“Hey Donnie, this is Starlight. I have someone who wants to talk to you.” She then handed the phone to Price who used his good arm to hold it.

“Donnie? Is that you?” Price asked.

“Price? Y-yeah, it’s me. Are you alright? What are you doing with Starlight?”

“Donnie, did she do anything to hurt you?”

“No, I saw Lin with her and followed them. All she did was give me an ultimatum to drop my flags which I accepted. Sorry I couldn’t be more help to you with the Rollerz.”

“Hey hey, it’s alright, Donnie. I know how you are when things get messy. I’m just glad you got the chance to walk away. There wasn’t much either of us could have done to stop what happened. You, me, even Uncle Will got outplayed. It was just shitty luck that things turned out like this.

“Will you be okay, Price?”

“We’ll see, Donnie.” Price then hung up the phone and handed it back to Starlight. He then addressed the girl. “I still don’t like what you did to Uncle Will, but I ain’t gonna lose sleep over it. He may be family but he is still a prick. I never liked how he treated Donnie.”

“So you’re gonna disband?” Starlight asked.

“Yeah, I can admit when I’m beat. Guess I’m gettin’ off easy compared to what you did to Will.”

“Yes you are, I gave you this chance as a favor to Donnie. He seems to have taken an interest in Lin and I’d prefer not to do anything to muddy that relationship.

Price smiled, “Heh, so Donnie’s got a girlfriend now. I’m happy for him.” His smile quickly faded as he had something else to say. “Since you did right by Donnie, I’ll give you this warning. Between us, the Vice Kings and the Carnales, we’re the weakest of the three. You Saints may have gotten stronger after takin’ us out, but will it be enough to stand against the other two?”

“We’ll find out,” Starlight shrugged.

“Anyway, can you take me back to the mansion while I call what’s left of my boys our last meeting?” Price asked.

“Sure, also, if you’re looking for work after this Mr. Wong could use a man with your skillset. He might also have use for whoever still follows you after you disband.”

“I’ll think about it.”

Author's Note

This wraps up the Rollerz arc. The chapter got a little long and I considered splitting it into two, but I wasn't confident I would have enough I would have enough content for one of them. Hopefully I can avoid making future chapters this long. No promises.