Edited: 5/22/23

Kaiser:

"Church!"

As soon as the last person put their fork down; Draven is on the ball for church.

Everyone stops when the clubhouse doors open up.

"Package!" A prospect calls out.

A package?

Who sent a package.

Package for who?

"Who is it for?" Draven asks.

"Kaiser Archer." He answers.

"Who's it from." I ask.

"Taylor. That's all it says." He responds.

How the hell is Taylor?

I grab the package and begin to head towards the church doors. While my brain is trying to reel who the hell Taylor is. As my ass hits my chair; it's like it clicks.

Raven!

I tear the box open and see that it has several dvds in it.

"What's that about Kai?" Dawson asks.

I pull Wiz's laptop to me and toss in the dvd labeled one.

"Has he gone mad?" Dylan asks.

"The only Taylor I know is Raven. I don't know any other Taylor. I have five dvds in this box. I need to know what's on them." I snap.

"Before we hit play; you should probably be restraint before this clubhouse goes up in flames. We don't know what's on these." Wiz replies.

"Restrain me with that? Chains? I mean I'm one of the toughest men we have. I'll bust through all of you. So how are we going to restrain me?" I comment back.

"He's got a point." Gunner replies.

"I don't want to get my nose broken again." Dylan grumbles.

"Nor a black eye." Dawson whines.

"Or have my finger severed off almost." Ink complains.

"Nor go nose to nose with him." Axle retorts.

"Fine, but I'm hiding under the table. I am not getting knocked out by a chair again." Wiz carps.

"Hit play Wiz so we can see what the hell is on these things." Draven orders.

As soon as he hits play; you can hear Reed's cackling in video. The rooms too dark to see anything. Within seconds the video shows the room; someone's turned on the bright lights. All you can see is Tinsley tied to a chair. She has a black eye already.

Those bastards.

"So Monroe. We're going to ask questions and you will give answers. If not our toys will make you." Chains voice echoes in the video.

"Even those won't make me do shit." Tinsley sasses back.

"Want to bet?" Reed jokes.

They better not do what I think they're planning. Even after being beat for however long; she's still her sassy self.

"Okay Monroe! Tells us about the club?" Raven asks.

"Which club your vile piece of shit club or the Creeds?" She snaps at them.

Raven's brass knuckled hand comes down with a lot of force and connects with her jaw. Her head whips to the side and she begins to spit out blood. All over his boots.

"You hit like a bitch." Tinsley grumbles her sass back.

This causes him to hit her even harder. She again spits blood back on Raven's boots. My nails are digging into the table. My head is about to explode.

"Now tell me about them!" Raven growls out.

"They'll come for you." Is all she grumbles out.

Chains with his damned chains, swings them like a crazed person into her stomach. She hunches over in pain and begins to cry out. My face feels like it's on fire. I'm going to kill this fucker.

"Now answer me." Raven snaps.

"Haven't I been!" Tins sounds out of breath.

"Tell what they are planning Monroe or so help me..." Raven threatens.

"Your threats don't scare me Taylor." She snaps back.

"So she's gotten a back bone finally?" Chains cackles.

Raven opens up the bag and begins to pull out everything. We all can see what he has in his hand. My brothers are grumbling cuss words and Draven is ready to go to war. My face pales at the object in his hand.

"Have you forgotten. We hit and torture females?" Raven says with a sinister smile.

"How could I?" She barks.

"This will do." Raven says to himself.

In his hand is a freshly sharp hunting knife. Of course he'll threaten her with a knife.

"Now one last time Monroe before I start to carve you like a damn Christmas Turkey. What the fuck are they planning?" Raven snaps.

"I don't know!" She yells.

"Wrong answer." Reed states.

Raven glides the hunting knife across her leg. He cuts into her jeans and lastly her flesh. I watch as blood begins to seep through the cut he has made in her skin. The room fills with her blood curling screams. All I can do is close my eyes from the sight. I cover my ears from how she sounds. Her screams are going to haunt me at night.

"Doc stitch her up. Don't let her die on me.... Yet." Raven orders.

That sick fuck.

"What the fuck is he doing?" I yell.

"Who does that to women? Innocent women?!" I continue to yell.

"Kai. Calm down. We have four videos left to go through." Mac whispers out.

"I can't watch anymore of her getting tortured. That should be me in her place. Not her!" I snap.

Wiz changes the dvd to the a new one. This one is far worse than the first. Why hasn't she given them anything? Even the smallest detail. Why keep getting hit, beat, cut or shot. Hell, just say something off the wall that'll send them on a goose chase.

Anything!

By the time the second one was over; I have lost my chair. It has met the wall and broke into pieces. Wiz places the third one in and hits play. Again, this one is worse the previous on. This goes on to the fourth video. Her getting beaten to near death. Again, her not giving out any information. Girl has spirit. Girl has guts. Yet, this will get her killed.

On to the last video and I can't stomach anymore. I'm close to snapping and destroying the whole compound. I can't handle anymore watching her as she's helpless. I can not see her get beat anymore. These videos are fucking torture. I just can't anymore.

"Wait!" Dawson screams.

"What?" Draven says.

"Rewind it back thirty seconds." Dylan calls out.

We watch as she's beat again for the hundredth time.

"Rewind it again." Mac calls out.

"Why? So we can watch her get beat again and again?" I snarl.

"No! Idiot watch her fucking hand." Dawson snaps.

Wiz rewinds the fifth video back again thirty seconds. I lock in on her left hand. It's the only hand that isn't broken.

She's doing sign language.

"Pen!" Dylan yells out.

"Paper!" Dawson yells at the same time.

"Give me it!" Mac screams right behind the twins.

I'm not the best at ASL. Mac and the twins, however are. Tinsley's hand in this video is moving in lightening speed. I honestly don't know if Mac or the twins can get this in one go. They'll have to watch it a few times.

"Got it!" All three scream out.

How did they get that in one take?

"What did she say?" I ask.

"Kaiser, third building in the attic. Last room on the left. There's three prospects guarding my door. This is their compound. They have guards everywhere from what I can see from my small window when I'm not tied up. I heard Raven planning an attack on our clubhouse. Mainly to do harm to the ole ladies. Keep Mac, Rylee, and Kenna safe. By the way they want your head on a silver platter. Be careful. Ps. His attack will be in two weeks from the date on this video." All three read out.

What the hell?!

What do those three have to do with anything?

Raven wants a war. He will get a damn war.

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