Edited: 5/22/23
Kaiser:
"The hell she mean they're coming to harm our ole ladies?" Draven yells.
My president pulls my sister onto his lap. If I know Draven; Mac will be on lockdown until we end this. Hell, she might not see the outside world until the day she's old and grey.
"The date on this video was three days ago. They plan to attack in eleven days. That gives us eleven days to get Tinsley back. Eleven days to fucking light their world on fire." Wiz gnarls.
"That means we better start to plan this shit out." Dylan quips.
"Well, let's start discussing this shit then." I repartee back.
"Wiz the blueprints to this damn place please." Draven calls out.
Wiz throws up the blueprints again. He tosses out copies of the same blueprints.
"She said the top floor all the way in the back." Draven replays what Tins sign languages out earlier.
"She's in this room here." Wiz says while pointing us laser on the wall.
"Do we have our 360 surveillance yet?" Dylan asks.
"Pulling it up now." Wiz says while we hear his fingers hitting his keys.
"That window!" Dawson calls out over everyone.
"What about it?" Draven asks.
"It doesn't have bars on it." Dylan explains.
"And?" Axle says.
"It's big enough for a grown ass man to climb in." Dawson deadpans.
"Do we look like we have ladders tall enough to get into her window?" I ask.
"Actually I do in my shed." Dad suddenly responds.
"So who's the lucky asshole that's going through that window?" Gunner asks.
"Kaiser." Dylan and Dawson both say.
"I am." I say with the twins.
"Okay? Kaiser is enter the window. Who's holding his ladder?" Gunner asks.
"The twins." I answer for everyone.
"Okay, we know what those three are doing. So, let's get the rest of the plan going." Axle says with amusement.
Never broken in through a window before. I have always escaped through a window. This will be new to me. We spend hours taking about who's doing what. Where who is going to be at. How we will attack. Hell all the way down to who is coming and who's staying here. All the way to the detail of who's driving what. Slowly our plan is forming. But, it doesn't help ease my nerves. It doesn't help take the rage that is taking a course through my veins. It isn't helping with the blood I want spilt.
"Kai this means you have to let out your other half on this mission." Draven says with unease.
"We need you uncaged Bubs." Dawson says.
"That part of him is caged for many reasons." Mac counters.
"But it's necessary Mac. We need his demonic side out." Dylan says.
"What's his demonic side?" Rylee asks.
"Hellhound." Is all Mac says.
I point to the smallest patch on my vest that says Hellhound.
"He's the fucking Hellhound the Viper's always talked about?" Kenna yells in fear.
"The one and only." I say in a sinister voice.
"Oh shit." Rylee squeals.
"Yeah. And we try to keep that side of him caged up unless it's seriously necessary. His other part causes way too much chaos to even repair the damages he does." Mac says with a wicked smirk.
My sister must have come to her senses. Hellhound is needed and I will kindly unlock his cage. He will be out to play here soon. It's been a few years since he's come out and played.
"So the Hellhound is going to enter through a window?" Rylee asks.
"Apparently. It's something we never have done. So, why not?" I chuckle out.
"We need to start getting our weapons in order tomorrow morning. We head out at dark." Draven suddenly voices.
"Everyone let's get some sleep. We all need it and we all will need it for tomorrow." I call out.
"Dismissed." Draven says as his gavel hits the table.
I make my way to my room even if I don't get sleep. All I do lately is toss and turn all night. I get maybe a few hours of sleep at the most. It's been like this since the day Tinsley left. A soft knock gets my attention.
"Come in." I call out.
"Here's some tea. It'll help you sleep. You need it Kai. You can't keep running of a few hours here and there." Mac says in her stern sisterly voice.
"Yes mother." I say with amusement.
"I'm not leaving until you drink it." Mac says while tapping her foot on the ground with her arms crossed to her chest.
"Fine." I grumble.
I take the small cup from her hands and down the entire thing. I hand her the cup back. She stares at me with no trust. Like a child hiding medicine under their tongue. I open my mouth to show her I had swallowed the damn drink. She seems happy with it because she walks out closing the door.
"You'll be out in thirty seconds." Mac says from the closed door. And like she said; I start to drift off to sleep.
The morning decides to creep up like an asshole it is. By ten in the morning Draven's voice is being heard throughout the clubhouse.
"Get the fuck up!"
"Shut up asshole!" Dawson screams out.
"Not now!" Dylan whines out.
"I'm up now asshat!" I grumble from my doorway.
I rub my eyes trying to wake myself up fully. The tea Mac had given me was most definitely a heavy duty dose one. I swear it's still effecting my body and mind. I have already ran into my closed door. Stumbled over my own two feet. I even tripped over my rug in the center of my room. I stubbed my baby toe on the wall. I knew I needed sleep but did my sister serious have to drug me like that?! I'm going to be injured before I even get to church.
Note to self: don't take anymore tea from Mac.
Also note to self: lock my door from now on.
Also note to self: tell Mac to shove her tea where the sun don't shine.
As I make it downstairs obviously not on my feet. I tripped on the third step at the top and landed on my ass. Hitting every step going down. I lay in the middle of the floor groaning.
"What the hell?" I moan.
"How was the tea?" Mac asks.
"Up your's hoe!" I call out to my laughing sister.
"Mac, how much did you put in his tea?" Mom asks.
"Enough to knock him out in thirty seconds." Mac answers with a shrug of her shoulders. All I can do is lay in the floor, raise my arm up, and flip my sister off.
"I think after we do the weapons; he should take a nap." Dad says.
"You fucking think?!" I whine. This causes everyone to laugh.
"Can someone help me the hell up? Better yet, don't! I'll take my nap now." I complain.
The twins pull me up by my feet and both help me to church. As I sit in my chair, my head rests on the table. I'm having the hardest time keeping my eyes open.
"Kai, go back to bed." Draven says beside me.
"Don't have to tell me twice." I mumble.
As I go to leave; I run face first into the wall. Not a person built like a wall; an actual wall. Just my luck.
Mac, I plan to hang you by your pants when I wake up.
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