When I woke up the next morning, my arms were sore as hell. I wondered what the guy with the discolored hair meant by "natural leader". But I didn't think about it too much, because the last time I thought hard about something, I hurt myself. I didn't think that I could have taken down all those guys in five seconds, even though Julius said that I did, but I guess I did.
So I got up, got dressed in a black T-shirt that said "Doom" in white letters, a pair of black jeans, and black tennis shoes. Apparently, most people think I'm Emo. I'm not. I hate being called Emo. I mean, can't a black kid just go around town without being called something that I'm obviously not? So after I put on some clothes, I went to get something to eat. I checked the cabinet, and all that was in there was cereal. I was kind of surprised at that, but then again, I could care less.
I then found a carton of milk in the fridge. The problem with that was this: there was only half a gallon! Who the hell was here before me? Hell, I don't know, and I could care less. But after that, I made a bowl of cereal, ate, then left for the church.
After I got a car (stolen), I made it to the church. I got inside, and found Julius talking to the guy with the discolored hair.
"Listen Johnny. I know that you're ready to waste somebody all the time, but you've got to think clearly. What if one of those dumbasses out there take you down? Hell, they might just...oh, hey Trane." Julius said.
"Hey." I replied.
"So, you ready for your first mission, playa?"
"Good. You and Johnny Gat over here are going to go for a little ride. Oh, and if you see any Vice Kings, end them. Any questions?"
"Yeah. What are Vice Kings?" I asked.
"Vice Kings are guys dressed in yellow. If you see any of them in Saints Row, kill them."