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>>> Date: 31 October 2021 <<<
>>> Location: The TFCC Cruise <<<
>>> Off Camera <<<
If only I hadnāt kept what happened in Chicago between me and Memphis.
If only I had actually told Dru the truth.
If only we had made sure the bastard was truly fucking dead.
Then sheād still be aliveā¦
And her blood wouldnāt be on my hands.
>>> Date: 1 October 2021 <<<
>>> Location: Chicago, IL <<<
>>> Off Camera <<<
Itās funny. The things you look back on and all you have is regret.
Regret wasnāt an emotion I felt often. In fact, more often than notā¦ It was something I never acknowledged.
Except when it came to her.
She was my one, single, regret.
Not her being in my life. Not bringing her into the Wolves. Not pushing her to fly on her own like I did.
Sheād accomplished so fucking much when she was pushed. She had become FIGHTNYCās Bareknuckle Champion. All on her own despite her saying otherwise. To see the pride in her eyes; the accomplishment. To FINALLY see the woman I knew she could beā¦
Iād been telling her for years that people said I was a scary judge of character.
And she was no different.
In fact, she was the epitome of why people said that about me.
Her and Alex, actually.
But, mostly her.
It was raining that day in Chicago. Pouring down like Thor was looking to cover the entire realm of Midgard in water and wanted Humanity to fend for its fucking self. It was pouring and I was running back from the coffee shop that was down the street from the hotel I was staying in because I was there for Project: Honorās show.
I had defended my Ascension title once again and was still riding the high from that. Even Memphis was there to celebrate with me. Then again, he had been with me since before the show. He had arrived two nights before. Surprising me by knocking on my hotel room door and stealing my words by kissing me the moment I opened the door.
Sure, he and I had been seeing each other since I separated from my (now) ex-husband. But, no one knew. Weād kept it under wraps because I wasnāt divorced yet. Separated, yes; but not divorced. And I didnāt want anyone to think that Memphis was the reason I ended my marriage.
Hell, if anything, people actually believed that Matthew Knox and I had a thing going on. Mainly due to our interactions on Twitter. But the truth was even more hilarious when you knew everything that was actually going on between the two of us. Or, that it was Matthew āThe Ravenā Knox that saved MY lifeā¦ Without even knowing.
So, while Memphis was still asleep, I had gotten up, showered, got dressed and headed out to get us coffee and breakfast. I hadnāt paid any mind to the fact that it was raining outside. Fuck, in fact, I loved that it was raining. Being out in the rain was one of my absolute favorite things. It was usually why I went for rides when it was raining.
Well, that and most would say I have a death wish because of how fast I usually drove when it was rainingā¦
However, on my way back to the hotel from the coffee shop, I saw something that would changeā¦ Wellā¦ Everything.
You see, some months back, we Wolves all believed that a certain someone who had been threatening all of us was dead. We all believed that he was no longer a problem. We were all led to believe that he had been force fed a bullet.
We couldnātāve been more wrong.
And that mistakeā¦ That false beliefā¦ Would be the reason I would soon be burying my best friend.
But, I digressā¦ I was on my way back from the coffee shop when I saw someone who I should NOT have been seeing. āNo. Fucking. Way,ā I said to myself as I suddenly dropped everything I was carrying and turned to follow this person. āI swear to Hel, if you failed your mission, Roscoeā¦ Youāre one dead mother fucker. Iāll feed you the fucking bullet myself.ā
So, I kept following my target. And lo and beholdā¦ He led me to the person I was praying to Odinn he wouldnāt lead me toā¦ John Michael Gotti.
āFuck,ā I pulled out my phone, dropped a location pin to Memphis and then called him. He answered a split second later and before he could even say āHello.ā I was speaking, āMem, heās alive. I dropped my pinā¦ Get hereā¦ Now.ā And hung up.
He was up in a flash, unicorn boxers and nothing else. He grabbed his jeans from the foot of the bed and yanked them on; before stuffing his feet into his boots. As he grabbed his keys and wallet, knowing he was forgetting something, he tore out of the hotel. His phone led him straight to me, as if he wasnāt connected to me anyway.
His jacket. That was what the big man forgot. Rain pattered down on him as he came up behind me, āYouāre joking, right, Robs?ā I shook my head slowly. There he was. Johnny āBrown Nose'' talking to Gotti himself. My hackles were raised, Roscoe was in serious troubleā¦ But so was Dru.
As the large man took the folder from Johnnyās hands, I could almost smell his cologne in the air. I looked to Memphis, it wasnāt often I wasnāt sure of what to do, and this was one of the few times. Did I warn her? Did I handle it myself?
Either choice could put something into motion that I could not stop; no matter how hard I tried.
And the last thing I wanted was to put my friend into the groundā¦ When it should be him as worm food.
Memphis bit his cheek a moment before he looked down at me, āWe need to tell her. You need to tell her.ā
As much as I didnāt want to admit he was right, he was. I needed to tell her. But my gut said to follow the man. I took Memphisā hand and yanked him with me as we followed Gotti downtown. As he pawed through the file, I could see the images of Dru in Fight. At her clubhouse. Even at her home. If I could have gotten closer, maybe I could have overheard something. Anything to have saved her. But once the heavy man felt a tingle and turned, I grabbed Memphis once more and smothered him in a kiss.
Quickly, and thankfully, he knew what I was doing and wrapped himself around me. Neither of us wore our colors. But I knew Gotti knew my face. And this man, who had somehow survived, was twice as deadly now. And that was something I couldnāt stop.. Or fix.
Once I saw that Gotti had turned back to what he was doing, I pulled out of Memphisā arms and frowned, āWe may not need to. I need to make a phone call.ā I looked at him and sighed heavily. Growling darkly as I pulled out my phone, āHe doesnāt know your face. Don't know who you are. Stay here; watch him. Follow him if you need to. Iāll call you when I have news.ā
I kissed him again and rushed off.
No, I wouldnāt call Dru. A decision I would soon come to regret.
Instead, I called someone I knew I could trust to keep thingsā¦ Quiet.
Now, most people would believe I called Widow. And, truth be told, I probably should have. But, I didnāt want to bring the Shieldmaidens into this particular situation. So, I called the other person I knew I could trust. Someone I knew, somehow, wouldnāt bat an eye at what I was about to ask him to do.
I swiped through the names until I got to the one I was wanting to call.
And as I pressed āCallā, it didnāt take him long to answer, āMatt, itās Robiā¦ I need your help.ā
āWhen, where?ā, came the velvety monotone of my friend, the sounds of his class in the background. On his end, he made a signal for Don Tirri to take over, sliding away from the crowd so he could hear me better, āAre you safe, Robi?ā
āNo. Iām not. But, this isnāt about me right now,ā I told him. And then I went into the story of what was going on and why I was calling him. By the time I got back to the hotel, I had finished telling him everything that had gone on over the past few months. āIād say I want him followed, but I can put someone on that. What I need is her protection. Orā¦ Something. We need to know whoās watching her. If any of us try to blend in, weāll be spotted. I need someone they donāt know. And someone she wonāt spot from a mile away.ā
I made my way into my room finally and started to go through my bags. Pulling out a burner phone, I sent a message to the other Wolves in my charter. āCode Howl.ā, and pressed āSendā. Everyone in the Baton Rouge charter would know to go on high alert and make sure the children were put into hiding. The second text message I sent was to AJ, āCode Black. Gotti is alive.ā
AJās response was immediate, āAre you fucking serious?ā
I didnāt even bother responding. I simply shut the phone off and smashed it into a million pieces. I was still on the phone with Matthew as I walked into the bathroom, tossed the phone into the metal trash can and poured lighter fluid all over it. Then set it on fire, āThereās a lot about us you donāt know. Things Iāll tell you when I see you next. But, sheās like meā¦ A trained assassin. Sheād spot someone who isnāt just as trained a mile away. Iām hoping that being in New York will distract her enough so that she wonāt see that sheās being tailed. By Gottiās patsy or by who-ever you send.ā
"Send?", he chuckled at the notion on the other end. "My darling Robi, I've never met a foolish plan I didn't dive into head on. Besides, the opportunity to add to the dirt sheets?", him clicking his tongue filled her ear. "Wouldn't miss it..I'll be a ghost, my dear."
I didnāt know what to say. I adored the fact that he didnāt ask more questions. I adored that he immediately agreed and was going to do it himself. āI knew I could count on you. And Mattā¦ā, I paused for a moment. Closing my eyes, āThank you.ā
I hung up the phone and then called Memphis, āI have someone going to shadow Dru. You and I will take care of Gotti ourselves.ā
The only problem wasā¦
We werenāt fast enough.
>>> Date: 28 October 2021 <<<
>>> Location: TFCC <<<
>>> On Camera <<<
āWarren and Dawn.ā
Her voice came out of the darkness as the camera came to life. The only thing wasā¦ The screen was blank.
āBoy did you two really pull the short straw with this event. I mean, you got drawn to face me and Druscilla. And if thereās ever been a time in my life that Iāve felt sorry for anyoneā¦ Itās now. Itās you two. And let me preface what Iām about to say by apologizing.ā
She finally came into view and she was dressed in a pair of black leather skinny pants, a blood red tank top that was easily identified as being her own merch from Project: Honor, a pair of black kneel-high heeled boots, her cut that had a wolf emblazoned on the back with the top rocker reading āWolves of Odinnā and the bottom rocker that read āBaton Rougeā. The front patches read āPresidentā, āLunaā and āOriginal Pakkeā.
Her blonde tipped hair fell down in waves around her face. Golden eyes glowed softly in the darkness around her as she moved towards the camera. And, as she smiled, the fangs she now sported were easy to see.
āYou see, Druscilla is the nice one. Me? Not so much.ā
āDruscilla wasnāt lying when she said I wasnāt going to go so easy on you. That I wasnāt going to be.... Nice.ā
The one thing that stood out from everything else she carried was the belt that was slung over her shoulder. She was Project: Honorās Ascension Champion. And, come Bloodbath II, she planned on staying their Ascension Champion.
āIām going to be pulling double duty at the Cruise. Not only will I be retaining my Ascension Championship against my opponents at Project: Honorās Pay-Per-View, Bloodbath IIā¦ As youāve seen, Iāll be in the ring with Druscilla against you two.ā
She adjusted the blood covered belt that hung over her shoulder as she began to pace back and forth. Two very large black wolves came into view and sat close to her. She stopped long enough to pet each wolf.
āGeriā¦ Frekiā¦ My closest companions. As loyal to me as my Pakke is. And trust me, loyalty is a commodity thatās hard to find these days. What with the world being divided due to the pandemic, among other things.ā
āBlood is thicker than water, right?ā
āFar too many people get that quote wrongā¦ā
āThe correct quote is: āThe Blood of the Covenant is thicker than the Water of the Womb.ā And you do get the meaning of that quote, right?ā
āIt means that we choose who our family is. It means that just because weāre related via the water of the womb, it doesnāt make us Family.ā
āDruscilla and I? Weāre family. The Wolves? Weāre family. We all CHOSE to be a part of this family. āPakke over Blood.ā, thatās our motto. We live, and die, by these words.ā
āNow, what you really need to be focused on.. Is how much damage Iām going to do to the two of you. You really should be thanking whatever God you believe in that youāre not facing me at Bloodbath. See, I have this littleā¦ Ritualā¦ That I do when I win my matches. Started when I won this belt.ā
āI will make my opponents bleed. And then I take their blood and I put it on the belt. I mean, I could always make an exception and do the same to the two of you.. But.. Hmm. Nah.ā
She laughed lightly.
āYouāve lucked out on that front. You see, Iām actually quite impressed by the two of you. Given a decent amount of time, youāll both be gracing Halls of Fame. Youāll be carrying gold over your shoulders.ā
āBut right now? Halloween Night? Not a chance in Hel. When I step into the ring all bets are off. When we all step into the ring, someone is leaving bloody.ā
āAnd I can promise youā¦ā
āIt wonāt be Dru and I.ā
She stopped pacing finally and she turned that golden stare back to the camera.
āThe only advice I have for you twoā¦ā
She leaned towards the camera and growled lowly.
ā...Runā¦ā
And the camera goes black.
