Petrified

Chapter 2

A bit of TW at the last parts!!!

Arkadi

8 years ago
Age Seventeen

“I told you they'd listen. They're too afraid of us!” Emiliano laughs as he rides beside me with his BMW R1250 GS, the road is quiet because it Sombra nights.

Honking my Suzuki I see some guy smoking some weeds at the end of the road, oh no someone will see devils tonight.

“Emil we have a new target.” I can feel a lopsided grin run across my lips as I put my helmet on with one hand while the other is holding onto the throttle.

Emiliano does the same, he won't miss this after all. He is Mischief.

The five of us has a different sign in front of our helmet, while my helmet resembles the symbol of Phobos, the god of fear.

With a twist in the throttle I swivel my Suzuki as we start to round on the guys.

“Seems you never understood the rules in the city aren't you?” I gaze at Emil as we stop, pushing the kill switch button, coming down of my Suzuki as I catch the bat that Emil tossed to me.

“Shit! Its the Sombra!”

“Shh!”

“Tell me who the fuck are they?!”

The guys start to whisper to each other obviously they're pissing their pants off. Too bad the other guy dragged them into this.

“You don't commit shit like this while were on the ride. That's the rule here.” I click my tongue as I start to watch our prey, Sombra bikers or us are known for a one thing reputation.

We roam the city at three for our rides and if we caught someone committing whatever crimes in the city’s nook and cranny…we don't let it go.

“Too bad I don't give a fuck.” The guy sneers at me and despite the darkness I can clearly see it under my helmet.” The two of you arel bikers why can't you just go off and ride?”

This guy acts all high and mighty maybe from the effects of the weed too, but his new here in Evergreen. The other guys with him start to tremble  I bet they'd even pee their pants if I just spook em, they know of us.

Emiliano is grinning under that helmet, I know for a fact his gonna have his fun with this one.

“Bring him in Emil. And two of you.” I point to his other two accomplice. “Scram.”

Like a dog running away with its tail they left the guy. “Hey!!”

“Now then. Should we let Sebastian deal with this one?” Emiliano said. 

Sebastian Gavalas the Sombra’s Torturer. Unlike the rest of us Sebastian takes fun on torturing people that commited a crime under the Sombra nights.

“No. Sebastian only torture people who does worst. Let's bring him to Maxim.” Holding the guy by the collar of his shirt we dragged him back to Oaks.

“Look man! Its just one joint! Why are you so fixed on me?!” The guy flails but Emil just laughs at his face, his having fun no doubt that's why we call him Mischief.

“Any crimes committed under the Sombra nights are unforgivable.” The disdain in my voice didn't dismay as my Suzuki parked at the garage of the Oaks mansion, taking of my helmet.