I do not own Death Sentence or any of the characters except for the Oc's. I am not making money off of this in anyway. Just something I'm doing for fun because the idea wouldn't leave my head. Soooo I hope you all enjoy! :D
Watch ME Burn
Seeing Red Again
The gun shot sound bounced off the sides of the brick buildings surrounding her. Max knew that they had fucked up. She ran harder. Her feet pounded against the pavement; her long brown hair flowing behind her. Her dark crystal blue eyes focused on the path in front of her. She could still here the voices coming from behind her. She urged her feet to move faster. Come on! She yelled to herself. She took a sharp right at the next corner hoping to find one of her boys.
She couldn't believe how the night's events turned out. It was just supposed to be a simple sneak-in-and-start-selling-on-their-turf-in-hopes-of-taking-over-slowly night. But no, Vic had to be an idiot and brag to the wrong person! Max, being the good leader she was, went down to help him and give him one hell of a beat down. But a few minutes after she got there the Darley gang showed up. And it wasn't just them; they brought their fucking leader along with them. Billy Darley. He was a man whose reputation preceded him. He was ruthless and didn't take shit. He was trouble. She reminded herself to kick the living shit out of Vic when she made it back to "Base".
Of course she knew she'd make it back, she was one of the fastest, cleverest, and toughest bitches in Boston. Being a gang lord you had to keep up appearances and be well built in shape and mind. She never did any of the stuff she made and sold, she worked out every day, and she had finished high school. Not many around here could say that.
Max rounded another corner spotting Travi. Max sighed happily, thank God he made it. "MOVE!" She yelled as she booked it past him. Travi was quick to catch up.
"Mark and John made it to the check point, they gunna be at the corner of 5th and Archerd with the car." Travi informed Max to their getaway.
"What about Vic?" she asked in a stern voice.
"He went AWOL." She nodded and picked up the pace. When this night was over she was going to find that mother fucker and kill him herself. If anyone dies or gets hurt because of his actions she was going to put a bullet between his eyes.
After what seemed to be like miles and not blocks; Max smiled as she realized they only had one more block to go, but her smile quickly turned into a frown when she didn't see or hear her Black 1968 Chevrolet Comaro. She couldn't even hear the voices and gun shots behind her anymore. It was too quiet.
As Max and Travi were about to break out of the ally that ended up on 5th, two men decked out in tribal tats blocked the way, guns drawn. "Shit!" she skidded to a stop and made a right turn instead. Mark and John must of saw them and went back to get help. She trained her boys well, and they knew what to do in a situation like this. That would explain them not being there with the car. The men fallowed them. After turning another few corners she found another exit. She smiled, but her happiness quickly faded when she saw another two men block that exit. Max was about to book it off the other way, but realized the men from earlier where right behind them, boxing them in. She mentally cursed to herself. Facing forward once again; she noticed the men had their guns drawn.
They were shortly joined by another man. This one was very tall and built. His head was shaven, except for his chin which held a trimmed goatee. Billy Darley. She knew it to be none other. His demeanor was pure ruthlessness and anger. His piercing blue eyes bore into Max's. She felt a shiver run up her spine from him stare.
Billy moved his gaze to the man standing next to Max; Travi took a protective step towards her, his eyes locked on Billy. The other men moved in closer to Max and Travi, making them back up deeper in the alleyway. Shit. Was all her mind could scream at her. She shook her head, focusing. She needed to find a way out of this situation and fast for both her and Travis sake. One of the men that were behind them grabbed her arms, holding them behind her back. The other grabbed Travi. She struggled to get out of their hold, only casing him to grip tighter.
"So I hear you assholes thought you could sell on my turf." Billy eyed them, his face full of anger. He pulled out a cigarette from his pocket, placing it in his mouth and lighting it up. He closed his eyes as he blew out smoke. Three more men walked into the alleyway standing behind Billy. "What the FUCK gave you an idea like that?" He opened his eyes and stared at them, his eyes piercing, "What made you think we'd let a bunch of pussy ass Riders sell your fucking shit on our side and let you walk away with it with no consequences what so ever?." He stepped closer to the two before him. Max just stared him down. She was used to men treating her this way. Hell she got it from both her parents. She wouldn't let this man intimidate her.
"Well, this won't be Darley territory for long." She stated her gaze locked with Billy's. His eye brow raised.
"Is that so, who's it going to be then sweetheart, yours?" He laughed, the other men around her joining in their leader's entertainment. Max simply smirked and nodded; causing them to snicker more.
"I see well how the fuck do you plan on doing that?" Billy's face held an amused look, daring her to try something.
"Like this." Max shot her head back, head butting the guy holding her in the nose. She heard a satisfying crack. She slammed her heal on the guys foot then brought it up to smash his crotch. The guy howled in pain and let go of her, dropping to his knees. As fast as the man let her go, she was on the guy hold Travi. She punched him square in the face, whipping his head to the side and yanking the gun out of his hand, and kicking him in the gut. He let go of Travi and he went to pull out his gun.
The other guys rushed in the, kicking the gun out of Travis hand and pinning him to the ground. Max punched a dark skinned man as he went for her. She kicked his shin and knocked him over. She went to help Travi with his struggle, but she was pulled to the side, being pinned up against the wall by two guys this time by the black man and the man with the now broken nose to go with the tribal tat on the side of his face. He back handed her, causing her head to whip to the side. Blood filled her mouth. She turned her head back and glared at the man. She spit her blood out in his eyes, causing him to let go of here and wipe at his face. She kneed the black man in the gut, this. He doubled over. But grabbed her legs as she tried to run to Travi, who was pinned down know with two guys. One was tall but lanky. The other was a slightly taller male, he was bald and had a bandanna wrapped around his head. Most of his exposed skin covered in tattoos. He had a dark goatee.
She fell forward and two more guys grabbed her by the arms roughly and held her down. It took three of them to hold her down. She didn't stop struggling. Billy had an amused and shocked expression. This little girl just took out four of his men and needed three to hold her down. Billy was impressed by this girl's determination, but he couldn't focus on that now. He had bigger things to worry about. "I'm only gunna to ask this once, who's your leader."
Max continued to struggle. She looked over at Travi, he was looking at her. He had a knife pressed against his throat. Max sighed, she knew she'd have to give herself up is she wanted Travi, who was and has been a brother to her since she was a small child, to make it out alive. She turned her attention back to Billy.
"I am." Max whipped her head back to Travi, giving him a "what the fuck look". He didn't look at her, his stare was on Billy. Billy looked between them and growled. He marched over to Travi and pulled out his gun, placing it against his head. Max's eyes widened.
"I don't like liars." Billy got close to his face as he said this, "Now tell me who the fuck you leader is!" He kicked Travi in the ribs, his gun still aimed at him.
"I told you, I am." He grunted out. Max shook her head. "Don't listen to him, I-"
She was cut off by the sound of the gun going off. Max stared in horror as he best friend dropped his lifeless body to the floor. Blood emitting itself out of his forehead. Max let out a loud scream, one filled with pain, rage, and pure hate. She thrashed trying her best to get free to no avail.
One of them grabbed her by the hair and forced her to look up at Billy. He stared down at her. Her face was one of pure hatred. He placed the gun to her head, "Now are you going to play nice and tell me who it is." She didn't open her mouth; she just continued to glare at him. Billy lifted his eyebrow. He must admit he liked her bravery. Normally someone would be pissin' themselves if they were caught in her situation.
"Tell me or I'll kill the others one by one." Her glare darkened. She spit the remainder of the blood in her mouth at him. "It's me you mother fucker. I'm the fucking leader of the Riders." Her words dripped with so much venom and malice it could literally choke someone. Billy smirked his trademark smirk. Got cha'. He nodded to his boys. "Body, Baggie, Jamie get her to the car, were going to take her to the office." They nodded and began to pick her up. Max didn't make it easy for them she continued to thrash and squirm. She succeeded in punching another on in the face and almost getting free, but a forth man joined the party and held her. They placed a bandanna in her mouth to silence her and a black bag over her face. She could head the sounds of cuffs being opened and placed around her wrist. They held her arms tight. She continued to wriggle as they placed in a car and sped off.
She was laying down in the back seat, on top of two men's laps as they held her down. She tried her best to hurt one of them but they held her legs and arms down pretty good. She mentally cursed to herself.
After a short drive filled with squealing tires and fast made turns, the car's engine finally came to a stop. She was quickly escorted from the back and carried over someone's back to the "Office". Max didn't give up. She continued to thrash. She tried to smack whoever was carrying her with her cuffed hands behind her back, but it was no use.
"Put her in the fucking room and take care of her!" She heard a familiar voice bark its orders. She was hustled into a room quickly and throne on a bed. She bounced slightly. Before she could try and make a run for it, she was once again being pinned, this time to the bed.
"Keep her arms fucking still!" She her someone hiss.
"She isn't exactly making it easy asshole!" With that side remark though he finally got her arm still enough. She felt a quick sharp pain in her arm and the injection of fluid into her blood stream. She kicked her legs in desperation. The grip on her arms never ceased until the motion in her body slowed down. Max was starting to feel light headed and tired. She tried to fight it off, but the darkness was winning.
"Took you two fuckers long enough."
"She a fuckin' stubborn one, you try giving her that shit next time. See how long it takes you."
She smirked slightly and she heard these words. Unfortunately she didn't get to hear the ending of the conversation and the darkness had finally won, pulling her into a dreamless sleep.
Well this is the first chapter I do hope you all liked it. Please feel free to review/message and give me anything you think the story lacked or needed so far. I'm hoping to update this every other week. Maybe sooner depending on how this play out in life right now. Well anywho I'll be posting pictures of Max and her tattoos and car shortly. Again I hoped you enjoyed!