Fighting

welcome

~Axel~

I've been on my own for 3 years now but I recently got a call from Trigger the Diablos pres. asking for some help on a situation they have going on and I couldn't bring my self to saying no. After all he did help me back when I need it before going Nomad. He toke me in and helped me recover from all my wounds stood by me when I needed some one no questions asked, and even though he keeped me hidden and safe for a while I had to leave and take care of my problem before it reached him.

He found me in an alleyway bleeding to death from a beating my father gave me after finding me with a guy said I was not his son and orders his man to kill me the coward didnt have the balls to do it himself and his man didnt do it right. They shot me a couple time but missed all my vital organs wich Im thankfull for, Trigger took me in cleaned me up and had a doctor patch me up after a couple of months recovering in a save house I left with out saying bye I had to take care of thing before they figured out I was still alive.

I mean how sloppy can you be to just leave me there and not take care of the body dumb asses had no brain. Shaking my head as if to push all those thoughts away I looked up at th Diablos club house and around, everybody was watching me as if waiting for me to make a wrong move. I stood up and swong my leg over my bike while carefully keeping an eye on my surroundings, stood tall and made my way to the door with my head held high and long strides. I swing the door open and see Trigger heading my way .

"Bullet, my boy how are you?" Yeah, he gave me the name of bullet apparently he couldn't get over the fact that I had survived that many shots but I have the scars to testify for it.

"Hey Trigger, I've been better. How are you and the guys?" I looked around trying to find any of the guys I know but saw none.

"Should be here soon I called church in 30 minutes let me show you to your room so you can get comfortable and then meet us there."

He then looked over to the couch and directed his next word to a very handsome guy dark hair, brown eyes, and cover in tattoos and piercings with a brunette on his lap. "Prince, Church in 30 dont be late"

And then lead me to my room. After getting unpacked and putting everything away I made my way to the chappel for the meeting I walk in to find the table almost full I stood in the back corner listening to everyones conversation. The door swung open and Bear walked in his a very tall muscular guy who would scare the shit out of anyone but once you get to know him you soon come to the realization that his a big softy, he didnt notice me and went straight to his chair next to pres and then the guy who I assume is Prince set at his other side.

The gavel sounded and the meeting started I couldn't focuse on what was being said because Prince smile had all my attention the way his dimples could be seen from all the way over here or how he laughed when some one made a joke but then as if feeling my gaze he froze and looked my way just as I heard my name being called.

"Bullet, would you mind taking a seat so we can get to why your hear." Bear looked at me and shot me a smile.

"Bullet! Dude, I cant believe you're here it's been a while. Let's grab a drink and catch up after this kid." Bear said and I nodded his way not giving up on my serious look and stiff frame as I sat. I didnt know most of these guys but trusted that Trigger wouldn't put me in harm's way.

"So what exactly am I here for." I asked while looking around. I noticed how everyone lost there playfull self ass soon as Trigger mentioned my name.

"Well first of I heard what you've been up to I trust you're almost done with that." Ofcourse he knew i chuckled a little and swiftly shook my head.