wraps her lips 'round a mexican coke
makes you wish that you were the bottle
takes a sip of your soul, an' it sounds like
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A race between the rival motorcycle gangs Angels and Aces, was always a big event.
'' You've been to Sucker punch, but now it's time for you to take a walk in Paradise. Keep your eyes peeled, watch your back and stay close to me. This place might have a beautiful name, but there's no real angels here. ''
From the outside, the abandoned power plant looked very much like the fight club that I've already been to. It was located on the west edge of Seoul, hidden in plain sight between other still functioning factories, parking garages and warehouses. The area was completely dark at night and there were only a few scarce apartment buildings with lit up windows. No bars, restaurant or shops. Anyone that happened to live here probably considered it a ghost neighbourhood, but that made it perfect for street races.
There was only one thing that left an unnerving feeling in my stomach.
It wasn't Aces's territory.
'' No real angels here? You mean metaphorically, right? Cause I am pretty sure I just saw a few members of the Angels and- ''
'' This is why I never want to take you anywhere. Just call it by it's second name. Most of us refer to it that way anyway. The Angels are trying to change it to Paradise, but it has always been just Wonderland, '' Baekhyun snapped in the middle of my mocking response and shot a warning glare in my direction. Then he tilted his head and signalled me to follow him. We arrived to Wonderland at nightfall and the moon was illuminating all the motorcycles that were parked outside the giant power plant. I could hear the faint sound of music and excited cheering that was coming from the inside and my heart was beginning to beat faster in anticipation of what was about to come.
Wonderland was wild.
The place was huge and it was completely full of motorcycles, cars and people. There was something different going on, no matter where you looked. Some guy that had the back of his car modified in to a music mixing table, was DJ-ing for a small crowd. Bikers were admiring motorcycles and making deals with mechanics. Between that, there were some a little less legal deals going on. People were collecting bets for an upcoming race and there was even a duo that was fighting for money. I was turning my head left and right, my eyes were wide and I was smiling in amazement until Baekhyun grabbed the back of my shirt and dragged me after him towards the bar that was set up in a dark and a bit more quieter.
I glanced up towards him and curiously asked: '' What are we even doing here? Is tonight's job just to piss off the Angels? Didn't you say that this is their territory? ''
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Fanfiction❝ The bigger the risk, the bigger the rush. ❞ She was given a proposition that she couldn't refuse: stay in prison for the rest of her life or go undercover in the notorious Aces motorcycle gang. multifandom motorcycle gang!au