Finding My Fire

Pilot

At the age of 8 a girl who gose by Blade. Her real name is Timber and she's been in the system sence she was born not knowing her family she spends her nights on the streets living life like a criminal she scares kids her own age and makes adults think twice about messing with her. She can shoot a gun and throw knives give glares that make grown men think twice. Her body shows how life has treated her and she has no filter. Never having a parent or person to look after her she dose as she wants weather you like it or not.

Axle Colt  age 28 the VP to the Holwing Devils MC talks doset talk much and keeps to himself. A scary man with lots of tattoos and marks on his body due to life challenging him. He will kill with out remorse when someone deserves it. Axle has the worse temper you'll ever see and once he's mad no one can calm him as he's out for blood.

Darle Michael age 32 the prez of the Howling Devils MC and scary man with a good head on his shoulders best friends with Axle. Darle runs his MC that makes them them feared

Axles pov
I groan as I pull my slef out of bed. Today is Get A Chance day a thing we do evey 5 years where any full fledged MC member chooses an outsider to join our life to mentor them and in the end out of all the charters that do then one person will be come fully fledged member with out being a prospect. There's 1 rule you
Can't be part of another club and everything eles Flys. I've never choose anyone for this day not sure i will. You see I'm the most feard man in this hole MC charter they call me Lucifuer and this makes me smirk my life has been fucked up.

I rub my dogs heads and head to the shower. I have 2 dogs Calabur and Demon. There very well trained dog and only answers to me no and are dangerous but there my family besides the MC.

Heading down stairs I walk into church nodding at Dodger. The prez of this club and my bestfriend he saved me from a bad life and made me VP of this club. I sit in my chair on his right if the table as he begins to talk
" as you all know today is Get a Chance day so for the next 2 weeks you have the option to represent someone you feel will either benefit form our club and family style or will bring help to us in ways we don't have. Next on our agenda is the guns the shipment was stolen Buzz and Fleet your to dig into it. Buzz is our inforcer and Fleet is our computer guy " next thing is the local orphanage has asked for us to come and persuade some low life adtics out of there property me and Lucifuer will head out after this meeting along with Gator and Hawk other them that bissnes as usual. Dismissed" he dismisses us me Gator and Hawk stay behind ready to ride with our prez and feared leader " you good with this Lucifuer" he ask me I nod not being a man for words and we head out and Saddle our bikes and head off

Timbers pov
I'm sitting on the front steps of the orphanage with 2 black eyes and a busted face I'm bleeding prity bad but I dint give 2 shits the boss lady here added a couple busted ribs to my aparence I sit blood on the side walk as the drugys that live out back walk by and of corse I hit the leaders mother fucking shoe he stops amd looks at me with rage grabbing me by the throat " you little whore I aut to teach you a lesson" he gose to punch me but I kick him in the balls and he drops me on my face I ues this opportunity to grab my knife from my pocket as I don't have any shoes and I get up In a ready to fight stance the leader lunges tword me as the rumble of motercycles come on the property I look over and the leader takes me down the rest of them to high to even care he grabs me by the neck again amd I slash his face he falls backwards and grabs his face then comes back with a gun " now guys it's not fare to bring a gun to a knife fight" I sass them as he aims for me I glare him down ready to meet hell when a HUGE MAN comes and runs that mother fucker over with his bull like body the other drugys scater and the other bikers come to take the big man off of the drugy I spit more blood out as the drugy lays on the ground beaten up and the others try to control the man " t t thanks biker" I whisper he stops and looks at me I smile shyly his eyes go from red to brown and he calms down the men let go of him confused and the biker walks to me grabbing my knife and reputs it in my hand " your holding your knife wrong" and with that he walks back to his bike and seeds off I stand there smiling I like that guy and that's a first for me the other men aporych me and I back up holding the knife up ready to kill to survive " woah easy kid we won't hurt you just want to ask did that guy do that to your face" I chuckle " no sir just my neck had the face busted already along with broken ribs" he looks at me sadly I dig in my pocket and pull out a custom built knife I made out of an old blade and pieces of metal " hear give this to your friend I dint want to be put in deat of a biker" he takes it and pockets it " tell your friend I said thanks" I look down " do you know why he helped me" they go to speak but I stop thke " never made he's probably just a good guy I must get going" and I run off tword the woods