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dragon-kazansky · 3 years ago

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The next chapter

Part of the Murder Bird series

Gender neutral reader

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You wake up. Eat. Get dressed. Wait.

Khonshu doesn't come.

You eat. Get changed. Go to bed.

Wake up. Eat. Get dressed. Wait.

Khonshu doesn't come again.

So you eat. Get changed. Go to bed.

Wake up. Eat. Get dressed Wait.

Nothing.

Nothing again.

Or the day after that.

Or the one after that.

Khonshu doesn't come to see you in over a week. You have no way of contacting other than through Jake, but Jake hasn't picked up his phone the past couple nights.

You can't call during the day because that's when Steven and Marc are living their lives. Jake has taken to the nights where he can be Khonshu's avatar without them knowing.

He must be busy.

They must be busy.

You sit in your apartment and wait. Nothing. Still nothing. You hate it. Was Khonshu avoiding you? Was this to do with whatever was keeping him so quiet? You would rather he insult you than be so... quiet!

A voice startles you.

"All alone without the bird brain?"

You stand up quickly and turn around. Anubis? Why was he here?

He laughs.

"Surprise! Bet you thought you'd seen the last of me."

You watch him with cautious eyes.

"What are you doing here?"

"I came to see you."

You stare at him with distrust. Your work with Anubis was over. You didn't need him now. He certainly didn't need you. The gods could have whoever they pleased.

"Why?"

Anubis grins, bearing sharp teeth. The sight unsettles you because you know he has an agenda. He's here for a reason.

"I can't come and see you after your service to me?"

"A very short service which has been completed. Shouldn't you be in Egypt with a new avatar? You're free now."

Anubis chuckles deeply.

"Why would I want another when I had a perfectly capable one? If not for Khonshu, you could have stayed in my service."

You swallow nervously.

"Khonshu wouldn't want that."

"Exactly my point. Are you really going to let the bird keep the worm to himself? Unless of course you have feelings for the bird, which would really explain the situation."

"I do not have feelings for Khonshu. I trust him. He is my friend. He has looked after me all these years, even when he couldn't be with my physically. What good would it be making me an avatar? Especially to someone other than Khonshu?"

Anubis scoffs.

"But he won't take you as his avatar will he? Did you ever ask him why?"

"Because I'm important to him. I'm special."

"That you are. It's wasted not to take you as an avatar. I will heal you. I will keep you from deaths door, as ironic as they may seem, because you will the one weighing the scales on this mortal realm. You and I will be quite the team."

You glare at him.

"What do you get out of this?"

"You."

You stare at him hard. You don't know what he means by this. You don't understand what he wants. Why are you so important to him?

"I'm not interested."

Anubis stands tall, gripping his staff. He looks down at you with beady eyes. A shiver runs down your spine.

"You will call upon me one of these days. When you see that Khonshu is wasting your potential, you will see."

Anubis leaves.

Your phone rings almost instantly. You pick it up and answer it.

"Hello?"

"Hiya!" It's Steven.

"Steven, hi. You all good?"

"Well, um, actually, I was wondering if you could come over? Marc and I would like to talk to you about something."

You hope this isn't about Jake.

"Uh, sure. You good?" You ask.

"Yeah. Fine. It's just... well, can you come over?" He asks.

"I'll be there."

"Great. Great!"

He hangs up and you stare at your phone. It's here you notice a text. From Jake.

Jake: Your bird boyfriend is pissed. Might want to check in soon.

You stare at the text.

What is going on?

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buckyodinson · 4 years ago

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Trust (Part 2)

Helmut Zemo x F!Reader

Summary: After Zemo’s little chat with the local children, you have your own chat with them.

Word Count: 500~

Warnings: none!

A/N: thanks anon for requesting! I had fun with this one! While there isn’t actually any reader and Zemo interaction in this, I still think it’s pretty cute! :)

Find Part 1 here!

It was your turn to scout the area around the safe house, make sure nothing was amiss.

As you were walking around, you came across the group of children who Zemo had given the Turkish Delights to earlier. A few of them turned to look at you, and you couldn’t help but smile at them as you walked past.

The girl who spoke to Zemo started waving at you, and when you raised your hand to wave back, you realised she wasn’t waving, but beckoning you over. Strange.

In reality, you probably shouldn’t have gone over. Yes, they were only children, but this could be some elaborate plot from the Flag Smashers to use you as leverage to lure the boys. Or in the brief time you spent with the children, you could miss something important that would suggest someone was making for the safe house.

But curiosity got the better of you. Perhaps this has something to do with Zemo. Before you know it, you’re walking towards the group of children, all of whom are smiling at each other, and some giggling.

“Hi! Are you guys okay?” You smile and sit on the little stool the children gesture at.

“Yes.” The girl beams.

“Is there anything I can help you with? I hope it’s not sweets, I’m afraid I’m not the one in charge of them!” You scrunch your face up a little.

“Can we tell you a secret?” She gives you a skeptical look.

“Well of course, I am an excellent secret keeper!” You say enthusiastically, and all the children giggle and move closer around you.

“The man who gave us the sweets earlier, he told us something about you.” She says almost conspiratorially, as all the children lean in.

You eyes widened in panic, thinking Zemo had set you up, but the girl continued.

“He said we could trust you. And that you’re lovely.” Your features softened at the admission.

Another younger girl piped up, “And that you’re smart!” You smile at that.

Then a boy spoke up quietly, “And he said that you were beautiful...”

That one shocked you. You raised your eyebrows and the children laughed.

“Was he joking?” You were in disbelief. You really were.

“I don’t think so.” The first girl spoke again, “He told us to keep it a secret from you.”

You smirked, “Well, you haven’t done a very good job of that, have you?”, earning a laugh from the children.

“Well, thank you for breaking your promise with my friend.” You winked at the children as you stood up. You put your hands in your pockets and fished out some money to give the children, “Go get yourself some more Turkish Delights!”

The children all circled you and hugged you, laughing as they almost knocked you over from the force of the hug. They pulled back and all started to run away, with one of the kids giving you a thumbs up as he ran, which you returned.

You couldn’t hide your smile as you carried on with your sweep of the area, wondering to yourself about Zemo as you walked.

Find part 3 here!

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superspookywombat · 4 years ago

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falling {j.h} chapter thirteen

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Warnings: sad animal death (i almost cried while writing it) (it’s a bobcat), slight makeout sesh, y/n is a brat, not proofread

A/n: thank you so much for being patient, i’ve been flooded with writers block and then school also started up again so i’ve had a buttload of homework. Here’s a slightly longer chapter than usual as a thanks for the wait :)

As Emmett speeds down the interstate with Rosalie riding shotgun, you sit in the back of the Jeep with Jasper. A warm breeze blows your hair around as you watch the scenery pass.

“Who are these people again?” You ask, trying to get all of the information before meeting these strangers. Jasper absentmindedly strokes your hand while looking out at the sunset’s horizon.

“The Denali Coven. Irina, Kate, and Tanya are sisters. Carmen and Eleazar are together. They’re vegetarians too, which is why Carlisle’s sendin’ us there. He thinks it’ll help you adjust.” Jasper says. You look over at Emmett and Rosalie holding hands on the center console.

“How old are the sisters?” You ask. Jasper pauses for a moment, thinking. Before he can respond, Emmett butts in.

“Hella old.” He laughs, earning a pointed look from Rosalie.

“At least a thousand. Not sure Carlisle ever got an exact answer from ‘em.” Jasper says. You sigh, stale air exiting your lungs.

“That’s a long time to be alone.” You say quietly. You look over at Jasper, who catches your gaze. The sunset burst paints his skin like a stained glass window.

“They weren’t alone.” He says.

“You know what I mean.” You reply.

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The moonlight illuminates the driveway as Emmett pulls in. A very large, very expensive looking cabin-y mansion sits nestled between two small mountains. The front door opens and your sharp sight tells you that there’s five people there, three blondes and two black-haired people. You grab your duffle bag by your feet and unload the truck with Jasper as Emmett and Rosalie go greet your hosts.

Walking over to the strangers, birds circle above you, exposing your anxiety. “Interesting.” The only man of the group says. “I’m Eleazar, this is my partner Carmen.”

“Y/n.” You say holding out your hand to shake. He grasps it strongly, and you smile up at him as the birds start to dissipate. Carmen offers you a smile and a small wave.

“I’m Kate.” The blonde with the straight hair walks towards you, enveloping you in her arms. Her smell invades your senses, but not in a bad way. Another girl next to her, a strawberry blonde, hugs you.

“I’ve heard such good things about you.” She pulls away, smiling and showing off her perfect, white teeth. “I’m Tanya. This is Irina.”

A woman with curly blonde hair smiles at you, giving your body a once-over. You’d blush, if you could. Emmett walks over with what seems to be everyone’s luggage slung from his shoulders.

“If you’re done with introductions, this guy needs some bear ASAP.” He says, a wide grin on his face.

“I’m starting to think you only visit us for the bears.” Eleazar teases. Most everyone chuckles at that, except Emmett, who is obviously hungry. Emmett sets the bags down at his feet.

“Hey! I like the meese too.” He says, scratching the back of his neck in embarrassment from the teasing. Rosalie sighs.

“Meese?” You ask incredulously. Emmett looks at you like you’ve grown a third head.

“Uh, yeah. Never heard of a moose before? Come on, y/n.” He says, his eyes squinting. You look around at the group. Eleazar and Kate avoid eye contact, looking at the ground while fighting off a smile. Jasper looks away also, his hand rubbing the area above his lip to hide his. Rosalie raises an eyebrow and shifts her weight so that she’s looking at Emmett, her arms crossing over themselves. By now, Tanya, Irina, and Carmen have gone inside.

“You do know that the plural for moose is moose, right?” You ask, eyes wide. He looks at you for a second, not blinking for obvious reasons.

“Ha ha. Real funny.” He says. When no one responds, avoiding eye contact and hiding their smiles, he spreads his arms. You flinch, forgetting for a second that you’re nearly indestructible. “Wait.. really?”

You look back at Emmett. “Yes?”

Emmett looks around in disbelief. “When were you guys planning on telling me that! I’ve been sounding like an idiot this whole time?”

“I don’t think not sayin’ ‘meese’ would have changed that, Emmett.” Jasper says, his expression stoic except for the minuscule smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.

“We were betting on how long you’d go without realizing.” Rosalie says, then turns her head to give you a glare. “But now that’s ruined.”

“Sorry.” You say halfheartedly. She sighs again, picking up her bag and walking towards the house. Emmett follows her, giving you a wink.

“You must all be hungry.” Kate says. Jasper swallows, his adam's apple bobbing. His usually golden eyes are black, and you reach out to grab his arm lightly. He looks off into the distance. “I’ll let you guys get settled in first.”

As she walks off, you turn to look Jasper in the eyes. “Hey, you alright?” He gently shakes off your hand and reaches down for both of your duffels.

He nods. “I’m fine. Let’s get inside.” He walks ahead leaving you to trail behind him like a lost puppy. In the dark, the temperature has dropped enough that if you were still human, you’d be shivering. But now, of course, it has no effect on you.

As you follow Jasper through a large, wooden door, your jaw drops slightly as you take in your surroundings. The home is very open concept, you can only describe it as a minimalistic take on a modern rustic design. Jasper keeps walking, not at all phased by how impressive the interior is. You follow him past a very light and airy kitchen, and up some stairs that lead to an open landing that’s filled with floor to ceiling bookshelves and two heavy looking desks. You don’t have time to look any further, however, because he seems to have a one-track mind. He leads you into a guest room. It’s small (compared to the rest of the house), but the decor is light and minimalistic, leaving the room feeling not at all constricting. As you sit down on the bed, Eleazar greets you and leans against the door frame, Carmen standing behind him.

“I hope it’s okay that you two are sharing a bed.” He says, raising his eyebrows slightly. You glance at Jasper, who’s aggressively unpacking some of the items you brought along. As vampires don’t sleep, you obviously don’t need a bed. You guess that he’s cryptically asking about your relationship. Nonetheless, you respond.

You gasp, feigning shock. “Before marriage? How scandalous!” Eleazar looks alarmed, his eyes darting over to check Carmen’s reaction. He opens his mouth, most likely to backtrack and offer you another place to sleep, but you beat him to it. “I’m kidding. This is perfect.”

“Oh.” He says, a nervous laugh following soon after. He then leads Carmen away, closing the door behind him.

“I think I scared him off.” You say, sighing. Jasper is now standing, lightly shaking a box you brought to presumably check the contents.

“Mhm.” He answers, disinterested. You look at him, examining the light frown on his face.

“What’s your deal?” You ask, annoyed. His eyes flicker to you, alarmed, almost as if he’s surprised you called him out. He turns away from you, placing the box onto a dresser. You pull your legs criss-cross and lean forward, cocking an eyebrow at him. “Did I do something? I’m sorry.”

He glances at you before turning back around. “It’s not you,” He says, taking a pause. “It’s.. Irina.”

“What about her?” You ask, wondering if there’s a point to this. “She seems friendly enough to me.”

“That’s the problem.” He says through a clenched jaw. As you watch his knuckles tighten on the corners of the dresser, it dawns on you.

“Don’t tell me you’re jealous..” You say with a breathy chuckle. He turns to look back at you, his eyes narrowed.

“It’s not funny.” He scolds, his southern accent poking through. Your eyes widen, then you double over in laughter. He watches you, perplexed. As you continue to laugh, he looks back at the wall in embarrassment. You calm yourself and walk over to him, wrapping your arms around his hard waist and placing your head between his shoulder blades. He tenses.

“Relax, Jazz. I like you. And even if I didn’t, I’m still stuck with you forever. Literally.” You reassure, also teasing him. His shoulders droop a little, and you press a kiss to his toned back.

“That’s not funny.” He says, but you know he’s not serious.

“Yes it is.” You reply. His body shakes as he chuckles. He turns around, your arms still pulling him close to you. He tilts your chin up with his pointer and middle finger, the rest of his hand cupping your jaw. His thumb caresses your bottom lip so lightly that you barely feel it. You close your eyes as he leans in and kisses you. You smile against his lips as he pulls you closer, your chest touching his. His other hand cradles the back of your head, and your hands find themselves exploring the firm skin on his abdomen. Your fingers brush over raised, puckered scars, forcing a gentle growl to rise from his throat.

“Hey- Woah.” You hear as the door swings open. Instinctively, you place your hands on Jasper’s chest and push. He flies into the wall, a resounding ‘thump’ vibrating through the floor and into your feet. He re-steadies himself as you both look over to see Emmett standing in the doorway. “Well, I was going to ask if you wanted to come with us on a hunt, but,” He glances at you and you brush your fingers through your hair, making it look nice again. “If you’re busy..”

“We’ll be downstairs in a minute.” Jasper says, smoothing his shirt and readjusting his jeans. Emmett raises his eyebrows, then leaves. You look down at your feet, feeling like a misbehaving child. You hear the bed groan as Jasper sits down on it. You swiftly walk over to your duffel bag, grabbing one of the few outfits you brought with. You grab the hem of the shirt you’re wearing, pulling the item over your head. After your view is unobstructed again, you look at Jasper, who is trying to look at literally anything but your chest, only clad in a bra.

“W-What’re you doin’, darlin’?” He stutters.

“Changing into something that can get blood on it?” You answer, raising an eyebrow at him as you unbutton and then shimmy out of your pants.

He puts a hand up, shielding you from his eyes. “I s-should go see if Eleazar needs any help..”

“You should?” You tease seductively, bending over to pick up a pair of shorts, giving him a direct look at your cleavage. You pull them on, then climb onto his lap, straddling him. “Eleazar’s a big boy, he can handle himself.”

“I suppose you do have a point..” He says, trailing off as his eyes flicker down to your breasts.

“Though maybe you’re right.” You sigh, pecking him on the lips. “You should go and help, be a good guest or whatever.”

He looks dazed, confused by your sudden dismissal. “But.. I- y/n..” He stutters. You pat him on the cheek, then you slide off of his lap and grab a t-shirt from the duffel. Sliding it over your head, you exit the room and bound down the stairs, leaving Jasper by himself.

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“So we’ll split up, Kate and I will go with Jasper and y/n,” Tanya says, standing in the living room. “Irina will go with Emmett, Rose, Carmen, and Eleazar.”

“Great.” Rosalie says. “Can we go now?”

“As soon as Jasper gets down here.” Carmen says, glancing over at you. Rosalie rolls her eyes.

“Why do we have to wait?” Kate asks Tanya. Rosalie listens carefully, anticipating an answer.

“We’re doing a competition. One team versus the other, we’ll see who gets more catches.” Tanya replies. Emmett rubs his hands together.

“Nothing like a little friendly competition..” He says excitedly. Eleazar nods, a small smile looking out of place on his usually stoic face. A familiar scent wafts down the stairs, and you look over to see Jasper.

“Nice of you to finally join us.” Rosalie sighs. You look to the ground, smiling at yourself. Jasper walks over to you, snaking a hand around your waist and pulling you close. Out of the corner of your eye, you see Irina stiffen. Emmett gives you a thumbs up, a shit-eating grin on his face.

“What do the winners get?” Kate asks.

“Is your thirst being satisfied not enough for you?” Tanya asks. Kate narrows her eyes at her sister. “Fine. Winners get to know that they’re better hunters than everyone else. Better?”

“That’s not fair! They have y/n- She basically controls animal minds!” Emmett whines. You smile, trying to ignore the guilt that settles in your stomach.

“You guys have an extra person. Some could argue that that makes us even.” Kate retorts. Tanya sighs, rubbing her forehead.

“Can we start now?” Carmen asks. Tanya nods, and everyone follows her out into the front yard. “3.. 2.. 1.. Go!”

Everyone springs up from a crouching position. You follow Jasper into the trees, the forestry whizzing past you. So many sounds and scents flood your mind, like the thrum of a squirrel’s heart, and the scent of a grizzly bear a half mile away. Jasper seems to have read your mind, and he runs off to find the bear, presumably just to tease Emmett. As he speeds off to find the bear, something halts you in your place. You skid to a stop, feet tearing into the moist forest floor. An unknown feeling tugs at your chest, and you take a step backwards. The feeling gets stronger, and you try to trace it back to the source.

When you walk into a small clearing, you see a red fox baring its teeth at a large bobcat, standing its ground in front of a den. You clap your hands, trying to scare the large cat off. It barely acknowledges you, and you walk over to the pair, physically putting yourself in between them. The bobcat advances, assuming you as an easy target. It lunges, and you meet it mid-air. You tackle it to the ground, its head hitting a rock. You can hear its skull crack, and immediately you scramble back, your fingers digging into the ground. Its pained whimpers flood your ears, and your face scrunches up.

“Oh god. What did I do?” You say, chest heaving. You crawl to the bobcat, cradling its head in your lap. Your hands shake as you place them around its neck and twist, a sickening ‘crack’ on replay in your mind. You look down at your hands that are now covered in blood, and you shiver as your instincts take over. You swoop down and sink your teeth into the now deceased bobcat’s neck, and a warm, syrupy metallic taste invades your taste buds. You can feel your stomach getting fuller and fuller until you physically can’t drink anymore. You snap out of your daze, and stare at the carcass pulled into your lap. Pushing it gently off of you, you brush your fingers through its fur, mostly slick with spilled blood. You close its eyes. Something at the edge of the clearing catches your eye- a much smaller bobcat watching you. Anguish overcomes you, radiating off of the small animal in tsunami sized waves. The fox now long gone, the bobcat slowly approaches. It comes closer and closer until it's sniffing at the bigger bobcats carcass. Then, it closes its eyes, nuzzling under its mother’s chin. Overwhelmed with grief and guilt, a whimper bubbles up from your throat. Dry sobs wrack your body as you enter a tear-less crying fit, watching the baby try to wake its dead mother. You smack the side of your head, trying to stop crying and force a clear head, but you only want to do one thing. Run.

Wind whips your hair around as you run, pushing yourself to go faster and faster. Before you realize it, your foot snags on a tree root, and you fly face first into some bushes. You sit up, pulling your knees to your chest as you spit out dirt and debris. The moon disappears from the night sky as you calm yourself. Soft footsteps approach you from behind, and not a second later, Jasper is sitting next to you, pulling you into his arms. He doesn’t say anything, he can put two and two together by seeing your blood soaked hands and clothes. He can feel what you're feeling. The two of you sit in silence, watching the sun rise as the warm colors causes your iridescent skin to glisten.

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beautifulbows924 · 6 years ago

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Part One: The Accident

Cable X Reader (Biker AU!)

Deadpool Masterlist

Masterlist

A/N:This Fanfiction is going to have you in it I swear! This is just a small part of Nathan's backstory, I'm trying to set up his character's past. I hope you enjoy this part! Feedback is always appreciated❤️

Warnings: This is going to be really depressing, Death, Car accident, and Cursing.

Black was the only color Nathan could remember after his best friend’s death.

“Quick.”, the doctors had assured him, telling him that it wasn’t painful. ‘But honestly, how could it not have been painful?’ They couldn’t even have an open casket.

They- as if he could include himself in with Wade's family. How could he now that he had killed their son.

The police had called it a "tragic accident". However, Nathan knew the real truth... He was the one driving.

Loud music, laughter, and the splashing of liquor; all normal things one would find at a party.

"Damn dude you look trashed.", Nathan told Wade.

"You look no better than me."

A girl in a short skirt passed by and Wade smacked her ass, causing her to let out a yelp. "Really man. Where are your manners?", Came a yell from another friend of the two, Colossus.

"Well, it's not our fault you intend to stay a virgin forever.", Nathan yelled back.

Colossus gave both boys a shut the fuck up look.

Nathan was already on his 5th drink, because unlike Colossus, he could hold his liquor easily.

"Hey! Want to get out of here? I know a good party on 8th Street.", Shouted two girls Wade and Nathan had their eye on all night.

"Ooooh Foursome.", Mumbled Wade to Nathan.

Nathan gave him a disappointed smile, but followed his best friend and the girls out of the house anyways.

"Who's driving?", Asked Wade when they got outside.

"Anyone, but you.", Nathan said laughing.

"Alright Sugar buns, you drive then.", Wade told him throwing him the keys to his car.

'8th street- where was 8th Street?', Nathan thought looking at the street signs.

Slowly, Nathan realized he had no idea where 8th Street was and that he felt extremely tired. 'I just need to close my eyes for a second', He thought.

When he woke up, it was already too late- the lights were in front of him and he couldn't get out of the way.

The group crashed head first into a truck.

Nathan groaned as he came to, realizing that he was upside down.

He tried to move his arm, but it looked like it was pinned by some piece of metal. However, he soon noticed that as he looked down. The reason he couldn't move his arm wasn't because it was pinned- it was because it was gone. Torn off during the brute of the crash.

He didn't panic, just tried to calmly access the situation.

Nathan knew Wade wasn't wearing a seat belt and must have been thrown from the car. The two girls that were with them were pretty banged up in back, but for the most part they seemed to be alright.

Nathan tried to reach for the pocket knife he always kept in his pocket, because then at least he could cut himself free of his seat belt.

He tried and tried to reach for it and when he finally got it. Immediately he cut himself out and fell on the broken glass that was once a windshield.

He crawled through the shards of broken glass to get through the window on the passenger side. Once out of the vehicle he could make out what looked to be the truck that collided with them, it was now on fire.

He fell to the ground in anguish- 'how could he have done this!'.

He looked to the side and saw a severed arm, but this arm wasn't his, his was still in the car.

His next immediate thought was, 'Wade'.

"Wade.", He screamed out over and over, until he heard a faint "Nathan", come from behind the inflamed car.

He ran over as fast as he could and saw his best friend laying there on the ground, burnt and dismembered. "Wade.", He mumbled out crying, falling to the ground next to his best friend.

"Hey, Hey it's ok- Look at me, it's ok. This isn't your fault remember that.", Wade told him weakly.

His words didn't make him feel better, he knew that this was his fault.

"I'm so sorry.", He cried into his best friends broken body. The next time he looked up, he'd see that Wade's eyes had stopped moving and that he was just gone- dead.

What came next was unexpected. A huge explosion sounded, sending flames all over the place. It had been Wade's car- the car with the two girls inside.

Nathan sobbed for what seemed like hours and hours. He layed on his back, until the sun arose over the horizon and finally he could hear the sound of sirens.

The sound of sirens that he would hear for the next 24 hours.

The police never gave him a chance to explain what had happened they just blamed it all on the other car, the man driving the truck.

They never asked him a single question, not one.

Wade's parents showed up at the scene and ran over to hug and hold Nathan. 'Why do I deserve their sympathy?', He thought, as Wade's mother clung to his shirt balling her eyes out.

However, that was years ago when he was just a kid.

Now, he was the leader of the feared Biker gang, The Force.

And with nothing and no one to stand in his way of becoming the most powerful man in the city of Belen, New Mexico.

The only question he was asking was...

"Where do we start?"

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