This story takes place after the events of SaintsRow: The Third
The city of steelport is in decay and rubble, after having endured a three-way-war between The Saints, Syndicate and Stag. Each group pulled out all the stops to try and best the other. The syndicate was the first to be annihilated, leaving only the saints and stag to do battle. Both powers fought effortlessly to decide the fate of steelport, but it finally came down to only two.. johnny gat and cyrus temple. As the two warriors confronted each other on the middle island in downtown. They knew that only one person would run this town, and that this would be the grudge-match of the century. gat and cyrus drew guns first and then when there were no bullets left they whipped out their knifes and bent the blades and went handtohand for a little while, before resorting to explosives. With no end in sight the last remaining saint and stag soldier detonated their bombs, leveling half the city. To this day their bodies have never been found, rumors say they survived, but rumors are just bullshit until proven otherwise.
two years later: the lingettis are back on their feet again. Vincent lingetti's son, kenan is now the don and he's looking to expand the family business. Elsewhere the shadows are given rise to a new darkness known as the crimson coalition. a group of criminals formed from past gangs. As we speak; The Lingettis and Crimson Coalition are amassing their armies and fortifying their strongholds. Steelport is just now starting to recover, but with another war imminent, whats to happen next?
THE NEW ROW: Problem Child cast:
Kenan Lingetti Affiliation: The Lingettis Role: Don
Uncle Gemo Affiliation: The Lingettis Role: Consiliere
Regina Lingetti Affiliation: The Lingettis Role: ?
Jerry Affiliation: The Lingettis Role: Arms Dealer
Troy Bradshaw Affiliation: The Steelport Police Department Role: Cheif of Police
I gotta find sometime to get started on this bitch, but it's gonna be a helluva doozie, i got tons of backplots planned and this is a follow-up to Just Business, accept it's further into the saintsrow future with an unexpected twist.
The Lingetti's, a name that use to mean something.. but not anymore. Back in the day, people would fear us but in todays time there's something far worse scary than the mob. My name is Kenan Lingetti, my pops was vincent lingetti, the man who started it all. Before this city was driven into chaos, the lingetti's owned steelport, or so i've been told.
I don't know what really went down but my uncle gemo said it was a failure of communication that led to my father's demise. Said it had something to do with a splinter in the syndicate, phillipe something. He also says he remembered seeing my fathers car burst into flames, and how saddened he was to see him go like that, hell just hearing about it makes me wanna go on a revenge path. If i had some leads, i would've done it already.
After the big bang, most of the towns population has taken to staying indoors, even in the daytime. You can't even go to brown baggers without some lunatic trying to whack you in the morning before you've had your coffee. Brown Baggers is our one stop shop for everything. It developed into a supermarket of sorts before the uh well you know, i don't have to keep explaining myself do i?
Right, You see steelport was tested in many ways. I remember only being 16 when i walked through these streets, it was a fucking massacre, bodies laid out all over the place, couldn't even tell who they were they all looked identical, wearing purple, red or some shit color that i could'nt even describe. The smell was terrible, and alot of people got sick, but you can only imagine with all these dead bodies just sitting out like that how awful the smell of death would be, If you've ever had spoiled meat, you'd know what im talking about.
I sometimes have nighmares about it, being a kid again walking the road of death, it's funny though because whenever i have this dream, i always see my pops, my father, he looks back at me and he's smiling. I guess maybe it's a sign that he is proud of me for keeping the lingetti legacy alive, so long as im breathing, the lingettis will always have a future.
I live in tavato park, it's nothing too ritzy but it gets the job done, The city's go..
?: Hey! watch where your going asshole!
Kenan: Do you know who i am? if i wanted, i could follow you back to your house and murder your whole family in their sleep!
?: Big talk for a little man, get lost! *walks off*
Kenan: No, you get the fuck outta here! Stupid prick.
As i was saying, the city's gone downhill with all that has happened. I'm not talking about that episode again. Most recently, a bunch of bad characters moved in last week. They wear yellow, weild swords and worship a dragon, no doubt it's the triads up to their usual shit. The guy who bumped into me was one of them. This cocksucker is apart of a gang called the ronin, which is very fucking unusual seeing as how they have a leader, the dog of the pits, roku akuji.
There's three crews here in tavato; there is us, the ronin and a mystery bunch, the crimson coalition. I've never saw a crimson whatever, but the ronin, you cant go anywhere without running into them cocksuckers. My uncle gemo told me to stay clear of them, but if i continue to heed his advice it wont be long before these vampires bleed the city dry. grow strong enough and then become a challenge for us. Lingetti's isn't what you see like in the movies, we got numbers, more-so than the ronin. However, uncle geno, being uncle geno, says to leave them alone.
We could march right into shiloon and ice those motherfuckers right now! I'm the goddamn don, but the problem is, my uncle geno is my consiliere. I dont make a move unless it's with his blessing. When pops ran the mob, my uncle geno was his underboss, He was set to become the boss, but at my fathers funeral the syndicate attacked and it left him in a wheelchair. What kind of disrespectful piece of shit attacks during a funeral? I heard the ronin did the same thing a few years back in a place called stilwater.
I'm beginning to wounder if maybe the syndicate and these ronin fuckers dont have something else in common. One day, i'm going to get to the bottom of my fathers death, and if it was the ronin who were involved, i'm going to take great pleasure in tearing roku akuji into fucking pieces.
This is where i live, what were you expecting? a giant ass mansion all pimped out with chrome railings and a golden chandelier? Our family wasn't born into luxury, we have to earn our keep. All of this was passed down from generation to generation. My grandfather built this house with the money he made rubbing people out as a hitman. When he died my dad inherited it, and so forth, now it's mine.
?: Hey kid, your dinners getting cold!
That's my uncle gemo. He lives with me, along with my sister regina. My dad saved her life after she got addicted to drugs, some lowlife got her hooked on acid and she couldn't kick it, that was until pops broke the habit by decorating the backalley with the dealers brains. Regina was upset, as it turns out the dealer was also her boyfriend, but pops didn't give a shit, it dont matter who you are, you fuck with a lingetti and you die. If we are to survive in these harsh times, than we must adapt. The ten commandments is something of the stone-age. We got but one rule now, and you just learned it. It didnt mean much to regina that dad saved her sorry ass from becoming a junkie, but in my eyes he was a hero. Alot of people will tell you that vincent lingetti was a dirtbag who deserved what he got, and those very same people are six feet under with him, courtesy of the lingettis.
Kenan walks into the kitchen
Uncle Gemo: You look angry, you been messing with them fishheads?
Kenan: You throwing that in my face again? You said to leave them alone, and so far i've kept that promise.
Uncle Gemo: Your damn right you'll leave them alone! If your to run this family, your going to run it the right way.
Kenan: Why you gotta bust my balls?
Uncle Gemo: What are ya, a wiseguy? Think your something special now, because you live life in the fastlane? Let me tell you something.. i dont give a damn how tough you get, you go out there now, your gonna get yourself killed, and my brother, god rest his soul, would never forgive me for it. *flips through the newspaper* look at this shit, more people found dead, suspects believed to be colleagues of the crimson coalition. What kinda shit is that?
Kenan: Beats me.
Uncle Gemo: You kids with your funny names.
Kenan: Thats them, not us.
Uncle Gemo: Look, you know i love ya. Your my brother's kid. and i get that you dont understand why things gotta be the way they gotta be, but for the time being, you gotta keep a cooler head. The ronin, i never told you this, but i guess now is better than never, are backed by somebody else in town. Now, i dont know who these people are, dont question me about it, i havent the slightest clue but if you go in there now and bust them up, their friends are gonna come after ya. and right now, we cant afford to go to the matresses. So for your uncle geno, be patient and if they show their balls, we'll cut em off.
Kenan: Haha, and who says families dont talk at the dinner table?
Uncle Gemo: Eh, some delusional bitch off the tv.
Kenan: How's regina doing?
Uncle Gemo: She complains all day and sleeps all night, thats how shes doing.
The Lingetti's finish their meal and then head to bed