A/N: Here will be a lot to take in and no, there won't be any time jumps to when Earth is back to normal.

The boss and Zinjai walked through a darkened hallway to two closed doors, "Is that it?", the boss asked. "Yes sir, one moment", Zinjai said as he walked to a small key panel on the left side, typing away. "So, do you know what's in this room?", the boss asked, "No, Zinyak told everyone to never enter these doors. Anyone whoever found out were executed on site, even I don't know", Zinjai explained as he entered the final digit.

The boss hummed as he thought about what may lie behind it, 'Maybe some alien treasure, powerful weapons, plans for future invasions?', the boss guessed. The doors made a soft sound as they began slowly opening, "Get behind me in case", the boss ordered as he protected Zinjai. Said alien was surprised, but peaked from behind to see what is inside Zinyak's private room. Not long, the doors opened completely, showing just what was hidden, which was met with different reactions.

Zinjai was just confused as to what it was, having never seen it before, for the most part.

The boss, however, was speechless.

(Think of the room Zinjai shows you at the VERY END of the game, the one that had Jane Austin in it?)

Inside were dozens of large, transparent blue pods that held many different people inside them. Most were male, some were empty, a few even held some famously dead figures somehow there. But that's not what the boss was focused on, for his eyes were drawn to a set of pods on the end of the room. Slowly walking inside, his heavily armored boots clanged against the ground as he bypassed other pods.

Zinjai walked up to the man, confused why he was moving so slow and why he was so quiet. Looking where his helmet was directed towards a certain set, 7 in total, which all were lined up for something important. Zinjai had no idea who these humans were and why the boss was so interested in it.

The boss knew who EXACTLY these people were, and that alone brought a rare tear to his eye.

One was an Asian woman with a curvy body and raven black hair, her face contorted into an angered scowl. The next was an African-American black woman with braided hair and a dainty frame that was slightly thinner than the worm before her. After her was the youngest in the group, a thin, tan skinned teenaged boy with a purple hat. Next was a black man with a wrinkled face, a muscular build, and a backwards black fedora.

After him was a man slightly older than the one with a hat, having black hair with red tips, and a small beard and mustache. To his left was a bulkier black man with short hair and a pointed jawline, his body having multiple scars. After him was a thin, frail man with a blonde mustache and pointed face, his eyes slightly twitching.

"Lin, Carlos, Aisha, Dex, Troy, Julius, Donnie...", the boss listed off, sounding breathless as he stared at the pods. Zinjai was surprised, 'He knows these people, must've been important to his life', the servant thought as he examined the comatose humans. The boss himself was quiet as he placed a soft hand onto the pod that held Lin, his mind going back to the last memory of her.

Him and her locked in a trunk, both shot at and sinking to the bottom of a river, him being the only one to make it out. Looking at her, he remembered the last memories he had with the others there, all the guilt and trouble he had caused.

Aisha could've survived had he'd sent some of the crew to protect her, or be smart about it and not just go in guns blazing. Johnny was never the same after that, and the boss always blamed himself for what happened to her. She was like a sister like Johnny was a brother to him, she was family, and she had died because of him.

Donnie could've been a great Saint, but he had threaten his life so many times, and would be pissed since he wasn't with Lin. So many ways could've been different had he not been thinking of only rage and revenge for something he didn't even have a part of. Donnie was innocent through all that yet was taking the most blame, and nearly died as a result.

Troy, despite being a cop, he was still a loyal Saint, but was taken out by the Syndicate, no longer giving the Saints leverage over the police. But that didn't matter to the boss, Troy saved his life before joining the Saints and all the time he was in a coma. He owed him more than he could ever want, but he was too late to tell him how much it meant to him.

Dex left on his own accord, but he was still a friend so all he wanted was to know that he was at least alright. He didn't do anything except make his own life choices, the boss couldn't blame him for that. No longer being a Saint and disappearing forever was nothing against the crew, he just wanted to not die in a gang war.

Julius, the original leader and founder of the Saints, he had taught him all he knows about being a gangster. But then he betrayed him by nearly killing and putting him into a coma, which made him hunger for revenge. He could be the bigger man and tell him to never return, but he killed him, without letting him say goodbye to King.

Carlos, all he wanted was to be a Saint, but because of him, he was tortured and nearly dead. He could've brought him to a hospital, he could've lived, but he just killed him to end the suffering. Even years later, he regrets that decision with all his core, wanting nothing more than to see his friend become a true Saint.

The boss didn't know when, but his helmet started getting full of water thanks to his tears and was forced to take it off.

Underneath was a well built man with a strong jawline, five o'clock shadow, a Fluar De Lis tattoo on the right side of his neck. His hair was short, almost gone on his sides while the rest on his head spiking upwards, no gel required. His eyes were small, but burned with a unbreakable will and desire to get what he wishes through any means necessary. But now, those eyes were clouded as fresh hot tears poured from them, a small puddle being made from it.

(How the Boss should look. The voice option is up to the rest of y'alls if you want, I'm not too picky.)

"Sir, are you alright?", Zinjai asked, the boss giving him a small glance as the tears suddenly stopped. "Huh, oh, y-yeah, just uh, got emotional seeing them", the boss said as he whipped the tears from his face. "Did you know them perhaps?", Zinjai asked, "They were like family to me, they meant everything", the boss said seriously. Zinjai was surprised at the sudden changes with his mood and how passionately his was about it.

"If they are family, why are you crying?", Zinjai asked, "Because... I had thought they died years ago. And for some of them, I saw it happen, that they died right before my eyes", the boss said as he looked at Dex's sleeping form. "I see", Zinjai said, "How are they here?", the boss asked the alien, who turned to the computer. "Let me take a look", Zinjai said as he went to work, the boss looking at his sleeping friends/family.

Something he noticed was off about a few of them, that they looked older than they did when they died. 'Lin was 18 when she died, now, she looks like my age', the boss thought as he stared at her peaceful form. 'She's still beautiful', the boss thought, having remembered his small crush on her when she was alive.

Carlos was older as well, but not by much, yet there was still changes, 'Carlos, I promise I'll make you the Saint you always wanted to be', the boss vowed in his mind. Dex, Troy, and Donnie had slightly changed, but not by much from when he last saw them. 'Donnie does look different though, older, and I wanna guess wiser?', he thought, the mechanic not being very mature as memory serves. Julius was the oldest there, now around King's age, 'I just hope he can forgive after what I did', the boss thought sadly.

DING!

The boss looked over to see that Zinjai had found the information they needed to find out. "What's it say?", he asked. "Well, from what I can gather, after you and your friends freeing your friend Mr. Gat, Zinyak made a new plan. After replaying all your experiences on Earth, he had abducted or cloned the people that mattered most to you", Zinjai explained. The boss nodded, "That sounds like something he'd do", he said, "What else does it say?", the boss asked.

"Zinyak had two options on how he'd use your friends here against you; the first was to put them in your own simulation. In there, they'd live out scenarios where they had never met you and would be betrayed by you again and again. The other would be a trade, where you forfeit your life for there's, should you be selfless enough", Zinjai read off. The boss understood, and had he gone through with it, he would defiantly let himself be the sacrifice.

"That would explain why they look older than I remember them to be", the boss said, "How so sir?", Zinjai asked. "Well, see her, the first woman?", the boss asked, pointing at Lin, the alien nodding, "Well, she died when she was 18. Now she looks to be around my age", the boss explained, "And that's the same for everyone?", Zinjai asked. "Yes, like Carlos, he was even younger than her, so I could tell the difference", the boss explained.

"What do you want to do with them?", Zinjai asked, the boss going into deep thought as he went over his game plan. "If we were to remove them from the pods, how long would it be until they'd awake?", the boss asked. Zinjai checked the data, and found the answer, "Over a day or so, they are clones so they are weak and their memories will be what they last remember. Though that's only the case for 5 of them, your friend with a beard was abducted years ago", Zinjai said.

"Alright, I want some Zin over here with some clothes like the ones me and the rest of my crew had. After that, I want them brought to my own room, and that you don't tell my crew any of that, ok?", the boss requested. "Of course sir, right away", Zinjai said as he began leaving, but noticed the boss hadn't moved. "Are you coming sir?"  Zinjai asked, "Not now, I wanna be here when they're moved", the boss said, the alien nodding.

Having been left alone in the room, the boss occupied himself by checking his friends pods, as well as the others. No one that really stood out, until he checked a certain pod that held a young, beautiful woman. Looking at the keypad for it, his eyes widened as he stared at the woman's name in shock.

"Jane Austin?",

A/N: Next chapter will be checking on the rest of the crew, as well as the boss' plan for his 6 new/old guests.