Fire's Revenge

We are a Biker Mc that just moved to Piqua, Ohio. I am the president my name is Ghost. My VP is my biological brother, Widow Maker. My club is the Viking Mc. We moved across the street in the country from a house we can only see from our backyard.

We had not seen anyone coming and going from the house since we bought our property. I was in my office when Widow Maker walked in and sat in the chair in front of my desk.

"Ghost there are some people in the house across the street. Looks like all adults."

"Brother as long as they don't bother us we won't bother then."

"I was thinking of going over and introducing myself."

"What the hell for? We do not need any shit over women, Widow Maker."

"Come on Ghost. There are at least five women over there."

"Leave me out of it, I mean it, Widow Maker."

"Alright. I will be right back."

I drove my bike over to the house and stopped in front of the porch. I got off and walked over to an older woman with long red hair sitting on a chair.

"Hello, I am the VP of the "Viking Mc" across the street. I saw several people over here from our backyard."

"My name is Selena. I live here with my five daughters and four sons."

I turned and saw four women standing behind me. "Let me introduce you to four of my five daughters."

"My second daughter, Sara, My third daughter, Olive, my fourth daughter, Rain, and my fifth and youngest daughter, Marie."

"My oldest daughter should be here anytime."

"My name is Widow Maker. I am the VP of the "Viking Mc" across the street."

I sat down talking to Selena and the girls when a bike came roaring up the driveway. I watched the rider turn the bike off and take the helmet off. I washed as Silver blonde hair flew out of the helmet.

She stood up and got off the bike putting the helmet on the seat. I had yet to see her face. She removed the jacket laying it across the seat. Then she turned around. She was about 5 feet tall and weighed about 100 pounds.

Then she turned her head and glared at me. She walked over to the house and walked up the steps and leaned against the wall with her arms crossed.

"Who the hell are you and what do you want?"

"I am the VP of the Viking Mc across the street. I came over to introduce myself. My name is Widow Maker."

"If you have any problems or need help we will be happy to help you."

"I am sure you would. But we don't need help right now. I know how to fix cars and bikes."

"Widow Maker, meet my stubborn, angry oldest daughter, Fire."

"Look, my sisters can do whatever the hell they want. I for one do not care. Now, if you will excuse me I have 20 chapters for my book to complete."

I walked into the house slamming the door shut. I can't believe it. She looks so much like Angel. She even acts like her, sounds, like her, and has an attitude like her."

"Ghost is not going to believe me when I tell him about Fire. Could she be Angel?"

I said my goodbyes and got on my bike. I started it and drove down the driveway and then onto the road. I turned into our driveway and parked my bike in the VP's spot.

I walked inside grabbed a beer and sat on my chair. I think I must have looked like I was in shock. "What the hell is wrong with you, Widow Maker?"

"I could have sworn when I met the oldest daughter I was looking at Angel."

"She acts like Angel, sounds like Angel, and has her attitude. She doesn't like strangers. And this one is writing a book. She is angry and hates everyone but her family."

"And what would this woman's name be?"

"Fire. Her mother stated that was the name she goes by. Stated it fits her. And she is more than right. She is full of anger."

"Well, I guess I will eventually see her in town."

"You probably will?"

"How old is she?"

"I didn't ask but I would say around 20 or 21."

"I will be working in the office if you need me."

I stood up and walked down the hallway. I walked into my office and shut the door. I sat at my desk and turned my chair and looked out the window.

Could this Fire be Angel and she doesn't know who she is? Or would It be wishful thinking? I thought back to when Angel came up missing.

She was on her way to Hassard Kentucky to her grandmother's home when she was reported missing by 3:00 Am. Her best friend Elizabeth called and said she never made it. They found her bike on the side of the road. It had blood on the seat and handlebars.

I searched for her for years but never found her. Her bank accounts had not been used. I finished college and started looking for her again. We do not know what happened to her. Her body was never found.

I miss her so much. We were going to get married. Have kids but it has not happened. Not yet at least. I am not saying I don't have women that want me to marry them. I am only interested in them for one thing. I fuck them and then kick them out when I am finished.

I have never had sex with a woman in my bedroom. I always go to their place. Or a motel. And I never have sex with the sweet butts in the clubhouse or mess with other Presidents or VP's sisters.

I remember the last thing I said to Angel before she left for her grandmother's home. She asked me to come with her. I refused. I told her I had made plans for that weekend.

Plans I should never have made. I met a woman in one of my classes. I had been seeing her behind Angel's back. She was fucking good in bed. I wasn't getting any sex from Angel. She kept telling me she wasn't ready for that.

I didn't know that she know about Lisa. Until she looked me in the eye and told me she knew exactly what plans I had made. She told me to keep my plans with Lisa and don't even bother coming to her grandmother's farm.

That she didn't want to see me anymore. She can't be with a cheater. I yelled back telling her if she was giving me sex I wouldn't have to go to another woman.

I was a 20-year-old male. She was 17 years old. I wish I had not said those words to her. Then the next words she told me broke my heart. She told me if that was all I wanted from her then maybe it was better that I marry, Lisa and have kids with her.

I watched a tear fall down her face as she turned and said before walking away from me. Goodbye, Ghost. I hope you are happy with it, Lisa. Because apparently, I don't make you happy.

I yelled at her. I am sure she will make me very happy, Angel. At least I have a woman in my bed. Not a kid. I want to take all that back. She has been gone for five years now. She would be 22 right now.

I opened my desk drawer and lifted the only picture I have of us together. I looked at her face. We were happy. It was taken the day I asked her to marry me. I want to see her smile again. I hurt her I know that. I broke her heart first. She left thinking I didn't love her or want her anymore.

I wonder if she is alive. I wonder if she ever thinks of me or if she was hurt does she remember me? Does she ever think of me? I put the picture back and started to work on the applications from men wanting to prospect for the club.

I reviewed 200 applications. Of those 200 I shredded 125. I wouldn't accept them in the club. I don't want drug addicts or men that sell guns, women, and drugs. I didn't want anyone that had been arrested for rape, or women beaters.

I looked at the last four and noticed the address comes from across the street. All brothers. Rock, Falcon, Fighter, and Joker. I will discuss them with Widow Maker, and have them come in for an interview.

I then wrote out checks for the gas, electric, phone bill, beer, whiskey, and food. I set them on the corner of my desk after putting stamps on them. Widow Maker will mail them out as always.

I heard the sound of bikes and looked out the window. I saw four of them turn out of the driveway across the street and head for town. Then I saw another bike do the same thing.

I stood up and walked out of the office locking it. I walked down the hallway over to the table and sat down. I heard what the cook was making for dinner and looked at Widow Maker.

Not eating any Liver. Want to go into town and eat at Bob Evans?"

"Sure let's go."

We walked out got on our bikes and drove into town. I heard four men and one woman talking in a booth behind us. One of the men told the woman he didn't think it was a good idea for her to ride Kentucky alone.

Another male voice said, "Felcon might as well not say anything. Fire is going to do what she wants anyway."

"You are dam right I will. I am older than all of you. I have always gone places without you four being around."

"We know. But, Fire. We worry about you. What if you break down?"

"You all know I can fix any bike that breaks down."

"She has a point Fighter."

"That is not what concerns me and you all know it. What if she runs into some Mc that wants her for themselves."

"We all know that there are Mc's out there that will beat and rape a woman even leave her for dead."

"Fine I will wait for you all but if you are not ready by this Friday at 5 pm I will leave without you."

"You are going to Kentucky but you are not going to grandmothers are you, Falcon asked me."

I grinned. "You know me so well little brother. No, I am not. I am going to Steve and Elizabeth's clubhouse. Of course, you know that you boys are always welcome there as much as I am."

"We know that. So why are you going this weekend?"

"To raise a hell of a lot of trouble of course. Shit you, Elizabeth, Scarlet, and Ivy are having your girls' week."

"We better go with you. Funny how you three always seem to piss the other Mc's off and get into fights with them. Why can't the four of you fight women instead of men? You know that Steve and his members always end up getting called to the bar when you go out."

"I know, but we girls still kick most of the other Mc's assess."

"That is fucking not the point, Fire. The point is one of these days one of those Presidents or VPs is going to fall for you."

"That will not happen. You know I do not date. We know but we don't know why."

"Something in my memory. Don't ask me what or who it is. I can't remember."

"Alright, sis we won't force you to try and remember."

"I can't remember, Fighter. It hurts my head too much to remember so I just don't try."