Hi everyone! In this chapter, there will be violence, blood, gore, swearing, weapons, past reflection, hate, and trap. It's really concentrated on the past life taking from loved ones.
Just a heads up!
~Well, I lied. I thought a break would be needed but seems the brains still wants to give~
After that night of dropping Valeria off at the airport. Mikey had already gone home to rest up, knowing full well that the following day would be the death of the twins. He wanted to make sure that his crew was well rested by closing down the club last night for "Renovations". He made sure that everyone was stocked up with weapons and ammo along with their vehicles ready with spares. That morning, he hadn't received a text yet from Valeria, meaning she was most likely still on the plane towards Japan; or anyone, it was quiet.
He rose himself up to sit up, stretching his back a bit before fully getting up from his bed. He began doing a few more stretches knowing full well it would be needed for tonight's event. The fact that Az was going against the most dangerous one and himself against a weakling was easy enough. It's like the meeting he spoke about the same night Az and Valeria met for the first time. He had spoken about the twins and their skills and perks. Kat was a weapon artist meaning she was familiar with almost any weapons, on the other hand; Jax, her twin is a void walker. Meaning he can walk anywhere so long as he had been there. Meaning he can appear in Las Vegas and be home just an hour later. But, there's one thing Mikey needs to be ready for, which is that Kat is very keen on her senses. She knows when someone is approaching and she knows them by their foot's steps.
That morning, Mikey had finished up his stretch before heading downstairs with just sweatpants on. He passed the guest room where Valeria had been for the first few months until she stayed with Az at his club. The house felt empty and knowing he hadn't spent much time with her really hurt him. It was bound to happen, knowing her. She's never one to be able to be alone and meeting new people did good, too good. She landed herself a wealthy and powerful guy, which made him a little jealous that he didn't find anyone that high up but also, he was one himself. Mikey shook off the feeling and continued walking to the kitchen to make himself a hearty breakfast before continuing on with the day until he would text Az when to show up for tonight.
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Az's and Mikey POV:
When he watched her leave into the tunnel, Az's heart skipped causing some pain that he had never felt. Was it because he was anxious or the fact that she was no longer in his grasp.
When he woke up that morning after driving her car back to The Pit. It kept feeling like something was missing, a voice... a presence, and... a touch. Az had laid in bed for almost a full hour looking up at the ceiling before looking over at Valeria's side, slightly touching where she was just the night before. It helped that she still had a few things she kept here such as her dresses, heels, and other products. But still, she was not going to come back for another two years, hopefully with a passing grade and a diploma in medicine.
A sigh could be heard from Az before he rose up, scratching the back and cracking his neck. He reached for his phone and to no surprise, no text just yet. This meant she hadn't yet landed.
Looking back at the area she always slept in, he sighed and rose himself out of bed. After dressing himself from bed, Az made his way out of the office and down the stairs into the pit. It was still early enough that nobody was there; thankfully. He slipped out through the back door, climbed onto his bike, and started it before peeling off onto the road. It wasn't long until he arrived at the warehouse, where his crew had been preparing a room for his confrontation with Jax. After checking in with them, a grin spread across his face, just seeing how things will evidently end up. He pulled his phone from his pocket and sent a simple text to Mikey. "It's ready. Im ready."
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