I think you'll really like this special chapter, guys.
Enjoy:)
-Les❤️
1995
Did you miss me?
We're back. Sipping on Mello Yello and jamming to Pearl Jam.
Glory days...for some.
Speaking of glory, Gloria's got her next kidnaping planned out, somethin' she's been wishing for forever.
"I finally got the cheddar." Gloria smirked looking around at The Red Eyes.
There stood Helena, William, Laura, Richard, Andrea, and Travis.
I hope you remember. Were we gone for that long?
"Laura," Gloria sat down, "Hit me with the deets about our new gang before I continue."
Laura nodded, "We have settled on the name, 'The Rockstons', and we will make William's sister's resturant basement our official meeting place."
Andrea laughed, "I've been down there, once we renovate it, it'll be all that and a bag of chips!"
Gloria clapped, "Okay, our plan for the final killing is..."
All were listening, smirking at the gory details.
All but one, and that was Travis.
Travis was not okay with the kidnappings. It all scared him.
Though, he knew that if he wasn't in the gang, he might be the one getting killed tonight.
Truth is, at the beginning of it all, you might recall Travis who sent Gloria the invitation.
He did, and he kept it a secret. Travis had fallen in love with Gloria, so when a new club arose, he knew who to invite.
Travis didn't know she would turn into such a blood-wanting monster. He regretted his loose decision.
Staying back, he usually made sure the cameras in stores and neighborhoods were clear.
Most just called him 'the guy of the computer'. Travis didn't like that. It made him feel microscopic.
Night ended with him going back to his house, falling quickly asleep.
* * *
"Cheers to the success of The Red Eyes. We will close that chapter and open a better one." Gloria held up a glass of her stolen champagne.
"To 'The Rockstons'!" Richard yelled overjoyed.
"To 'The Rockstons'." Everyone echoed.
Travis spilt his in the plant, refusing to take anything those people offered him.
Months passed and no one killed anymore, they all settled on getting paid to be a known gang.
A gang that protected generations ahead, instead.
Not to mention, Issac Wells was investing in something, he paid them a lot of money.
Enough with these decent details, here is where everything went wrong.
On a night walking back from the resturant, Travis was stopped.
He was pulled to the side, signaled by the man with the green eyes to be quiet.
Travis followed the man, recognizing him from the enemy gang: The Blue Bloods.
"What up?" The man showed all his white teeth, shining in the streetlights.
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