Ace's Angel - Ace Merrill

They got a girl

I have no shame with the amount of cobra fics I have written....

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Much love my cobras
CLQuinn ❤️

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Angel hopped out the car and sighed. Having to listen to the boys she'd grown up with for four hours straight had officially driven her insane.

They had parked up outside a big white and brown house that looked like it was falling apart.

"Welcome home Angel!" One of them spoke as he jumped out and looped an arm around her shoulder, gently tugging her closer.

"Yay." She sarcastically replied, rolling her eyes as she shoved him off and stormed up the path.

One of them had already gone inside so she followed in and slowly looked around.

It was dark, dank and gloomy. Just as she expected it to be.

"It's not as bad as it looks Angel." Knuckles spoke as he appeared beside her.

She gave him a questioned look as he shrugged before handing her a big box.

"Your crap." He mumbled as he headed outside again.

Angel looked down at the box as her brother approached. She knew him as Wayne, yet to every other member in his gang, he was Chains. Earning his name after he successfully choked someone out using chains. That event also earned the gang it's name, the constrictors, a famous snake known for murdering it's prey by crushing it to death.

Each gang member had officially earned their name one way or another. Knuckles gained his from being able to knock someone unconscious with one punch yet his knuckles remained unbloodied.

There was Bullet and Sniper, brothers who Angel believed had been taught to fire guns before they could walk. Sniper never missed his shot, if he was aiming for you, you knew about it. Bullet gained his name for being one of said targets, a drunken night between the pair caused them to argue over a girl. Bullet still had a scar on his shoulder.

Razor had earned his name from having razors sown into his sleeves. He would punch his victim and his blade would cut them up alongside.

Each of the constrictors were identified by their barbed wire tattoos around their left biceps. Not to mention the small roll they kept in their pockets at all times. In seconds anyone that crossed them would have wire around their neck and the constricting would begin.

"Your rooms first on the left upstairs."

Angel snapped from her trance as her brother walked past, carrying another box. He nodded upstairs as she forced a smile and slowly made her way up.

Going straight into her new room she saw a big double bed and a small chest of drawers. Placing her box on the bed she walked over to the window and looked out down the street.

Her eye caught on the guys coming towards her brother and his friends. She recognised a gang when she saw one.

Ace slowly walked towards the handful of guys unloading both cars in front of the house opposite his. He recognised a gang when he saw one.

"Can we help you?" One of them snapped as he moved closer, they all recognised a gang when they saw one.

Ace tensed slightly as Eyeball stepped closer to his side. He watched as who was clearly the leader stepped forward and held a hand up to his friend, silencing him.