The Girl I Met On Winter Road

- The Rose Society -

"He isn't at all what I imagined him as, this kid is supposed to be our newest member? Come on Rosie, give us a break." Is what I heard when I yet again regained conciseness. On the plus side I have never slept better, and yes that was a bad joke. The voices continued. "If he is who we think he is, he could really do it." Another voice said, this one was masculine and very deep compared to the first one, which must have been a girl.

The next person who spoke was Rosie, which I guess was the name for the girl in red. "He is definitely our guy, he killed me you know." Gasps came from the other two voices. "He what!?" The girl asked. "Yeah, he shot me twice in the heart and unloaded his magazine into my head, didn't even have time to defend myself. Had to borrow some of the life Red had to revive myself." Silence followed, then the masculine voice spoke up. "He really killed you didn't he? Damn, OK Rosie I believe you." It was at this point that I decided to let myself be known.

I sat up straight in my chair and laughed. "What's the big deal? couple of bullets always do the trick." They all turned around and faced me. The female voice belonged to a drop dead gorgeous brunette with green eyes. Her tits were at least DD, and her hips? Don't even get me started on her hips, let alone her legs. She wore tight brown leather pants and black Converse High-tops, with a white belly button tank top and a small brown jacket, this was definitely a girl I would go for.

The male voice belonged to a giant of a man. He looked like a tropical Paul Bunion, if that makes any sense. Tan skin, dirty blonde hair, with bulging muscles. He wore Levi Jeans with a pair of work boots, a simple white t-shirt with a red flannel thrown over it. A ball cap rested on his head and by the bulge in his lip I could tell he chewed tobacco. Then there was Rosie, the girl in the red miniskirt, black combat boots, black corset and her red cloak. Flat chested and scowling, she looked so unattractive.

I decided to try my luck with the brunette, seeing as how she was the most good looking one in the room. "Why hello there gorgeous, Rosie never mentioned that her friends were so beautiful, had I know I would have gladly followed Mrs. Flat Chest over here without fail." Rosie stiffened at my jab, and the brunette blushed and smiled.

"What is this? Rosie never told me our little wolf would be such a silver tongue, my name is Juliana Garfield, although my society name is Night Angel. Pleasure to meet you Jack." I smiled my best smile, which wasn't that impressive considering the damage Rosie did to my face, fucking bitch. "The pleasure is all mine Juliana, and may I just say that I can see why they call you Night Angel, I'd love to see what you could do behind closed doors." Her cheeks went red as Rosie's cloak, much to my pleasure and Rosie's...displeasure.

Next I looked up and the big guy. "Sup dude, by any chance could your biceps get any bigger? I hear the Swoll Patrol is looking for new members, you should join." He chuckled rather loudly and looked at Rosie. "Hey Rosie why did you knock the hell out of this kid and tie him up he is hilarious."

I smiled back at him. "Thank you very much, and I couldn't agree more." I said glancing at Rosie, who looked like she wanted to explode. Swoll Patrol returned his gaze on me. "Names Chad Brunswick, my society name is Titan." I nodded and saw the resemblance. Then I looked at Rosie. "You got a cool society name Rosie?" She scowled and nodded. "Yeah, it's Scarlet Rose." I had to admit, it was a badass name. "So is this all of you or are there more?" I asked. Juliana laughed, it was beautiful. "Yes, a lot more. Myself, Chad, and Rosie make up the fall Petal of the Rose Society, we are in charge of the east and are currently looking for new applicants."

I looked at the Rose emblem on the wall, there were four petals. "So each petal represents a season? and all those petals make up the rose? Does that mean that the west is ruled by summer, the north by spring, the east by fall, and the south by winter?" Chad looked surprised. "More or less yeah, the head of our society, they make up the center of the Rose, the Corolla. Only the strongest member from each Petal gets a seat with them." I looked at the three of them and asked. "So which one of you represents your Petal?" Their eyes fell to the floor as I asked this.

Juliana answered first "Currently there isn't one, our former leader, Jackal, died last year he...hasn't been replaced." I frowned at her sad look, a girl that beautiful should never look that sad. There was still a lot I didn't know, questions I wanted answers to, but In it's own small way my first encounter with the Rose Society was pleasant. had I known what would happen to us later I would have choked to death on my own tongue right there in that seat, ductape and all.