Retribución Venganza: Damian Priest Fanfiction

Talking about his new bride

Monday, May 20th, 2024 in Sao Paulo, Brazil at 3:00p.m., Damian "Drago" Justiciero pulled over on his black and purple motorcycle to a payphone along with the rest of Retribucion Venganza gang members, and called his brother, Mark Justiciero, back in Los Angeles, California. Mark answered his cellphone while sitting in his office at Justiciero Enterprises and put it to his ear.

Mark: Talk to me.

Damian: Mark, it's Damian. How is she?

Mark: She's still havin' flashbacks and nightmares judgin' from her therapist that dad anonymously assigned to her.

Damian: And her memory?

Mark: She doesn't really remember our father, Damian, and she doesn't even know about us. She's clueless. She thinks Retribucion Venganza is a motorcycle gang in a comic book.

Damian: Send me a picture of her.

He sent a picture of Athena to Damian's cellphone and Damian pulled it out of his pocket. He looked at the picture of Athena and there was dead silence.

Mark: Did you get it?

Damian put his cellphone back in his pocket.

Damian: Yeah, does she have any plans for this summer?

Mark: Not that I know of. She's been workin' for this company, ever since, she got out of her coma. I do believe she needs a break. She's a pretty hard worker and a go getter. I've never seen any woman like her.

Damian: I wanna see her.

Mark: In due time, brother, in due time. I don't like the crowd that she's hangin' out with. Only one of her friends have a clean slate and they work here. I did some diggin' on the wrong crowd that she's been hangin' out with and their records aren't good. My gut instincts were right about them. 

Damian: That bad, huh?

Mark: That bad, I have an idea.

Damian: Talk to me.

Mark: I'll send Athena and her friends to Brazil for the summer. Her friends have been there except for Athena and Courtney. I'll send you their records before the day is over with.

Damian: Copy that, I'll see you and my wife, soon, brother.

Mark: See you guys soon. Tell pop to have a drink ready for me.

Damian: We'll do.

They hung up and Damian's cellphone beeped notifying him of a text message. Mark had sent: She's still pure and Damian half-smiled with his mouth closed. He put his phone back up and walked towards the rest of the gang.

Hector: What did Mark say?

Damian: She doesn't remember you. She has flashbacks and nightmares of what happened to her parents and she's still pure. 

Hector: Poor kid.

Damian: Yeah, that's not all. We have fresh meat to bury and it's Athena's friends. Four out of five of them are gettin' buried. He's gonna send us their records.

Hector: It's not the ones who massacred some of our family members wives, children, and many others, and then, fled from here, is it?

Damian: 'Fraid so, padre. Athena doesn't have a clue, and neither, does Courtney Lopez.

Hector: When are they supposed to be comin'?

Damian: Sometime this summer. He didn't give me a date, but he'll let us know about that, too. Mark says that Athena thinks this gang is somethin' in a comic book.

Hector laughed a little bit.

Hector: What an imagination my daughter-in-law has. That's why I picked her to be apart of this family. She always had one.

Liv Dreadford a.k.a. Smiley Face walked towards them with her hands in her pockets and stopped.

Liv: So, when's Athena comin'? What's the hold up?

Damian moved her hair out of her face and put it behind her ears. He placed his hands on her cheeks and looked in her eyes with care.

Damian: Soon, and this summer we're gonna get redemption. You'll get your hands on the scum that took your family and my nieces from you, sister. All of us will. I'll let you and everyone know when they're comin'.

He kissed her head and they hugged each other.

Liv: She never suspected me when I first met her. She never suspected any of us, Damian. When can we tell her who we all are?

Damian: Soon, real soon. Let's get outta here. I could use a drink.

They got on their motorcycles and rode out.