When Duty Calls, We Answer!
It was not long ago, when we received the message and saw with our own eyes how our chapter in Liberty City got burned down. A part of ourselves went up in smoke right there, when we saw the devastation the fire did to our beloved chapter. We saw the toughest guys shed tears, and the most passionate men broken down. It was a bad day for the MC, and there was little to no hope left for all of us there that day.
Most of us drove back to our homes, to enjoy a bottle of whiskey at our fireplace while thinking about the events that happened. It wasn't a good time to most of us, and I'd say that most of us actually felt 'Lost'. After a few hours I personally went to sleep, and woke up hungover and without any energy. I walked over towards my door, looking for the daily Weazel News paper. I grabbed the newspaper and I felt something sticking underneath it. I quickly flipped the newspaper around and found myself a letter. I opened the letter and got amazed by what I got to read at that moment.
After reading the letter countless times, I felt the energy back inside of me. It was a letter requesting us to fly over to Los Santos to rebuild our Blaine County chapter there. It wasn't long before my long last buddy Jack Everett knocked on my door. He screamed my name and started talking about the letter we apparently both received. There was no hesitation and packed our bags, found all the cash money we had stashed away and went over towards Liberty City Airport.
We saw our bikes being loaded in by the ground crew, and took our spots in the plane. A few hours later we landed in this strange and unfamiliar city, with only 1 address written to us on our letter. All it said was: 'Meet us at Stab City'. We almost jumped out of the plane and went to check up on our bikes.
It didn't take us long to find our bikes being loaded out of the airplane. It might sound weird, but us bikers have very special connections to our bikes. I was very relieved to see my baby, being loaded out without any damages during the flight. There they both were, 2 fully tuned bikes that were capable of making these astonishing sounds.
It didn't take long for us to hop on our bikes, and start making way to this place called 'Stab City'. It took us a few minutes, but finally we found the place and started to make way there. It wasn't necessarily what we expected but it had its own aura. It did immediately feel like driving home. Upon arrival we met Ryan Rogers, another Liberty City chapter member that was send to Los Santos to help rebuild the chapter. He told us a bit more about the city, and the chapter in general.
Ryan decided to give us a little tour, which is when we stumbled upon another man. We didn't recognize him from a distance , and neither did we really when we arrived. We asked him for his name, and he gave us his; Jax Thorpe. Everett and I immediately recognized the name, since it was the same name that was written on the letter. We immediately knew we were at the right address. We decide to roll around as a group, on the lookout for some cars that we could rip apart for parts. This is when the SD pulled us all over.
We were aware that we would run into the cops here and there, but this was very quick. Yet, it got resolved very quickly after they realised we were not the ones they were looking for. The next hours consisted of the group chopping multiple vehicles and getting known to this strange town. While refueling my car, I met up with a mysterious man. The group and I had been talking about arms quite frequently in the past few hours and I decided to ask the man about arm trades. We found out that he could provide us and a deal was set up at Sandy Shores Airport.
The deal went perfectly, and numbers were exchanged. We found out that the man in question belonged to the Los Santos Triads. The Triads, being a name which we didn't expect to be here. We had ran into some issues with the Triads before, and we are yet unsure if the Los Santos Triads are connected to the Liberty City triads. This will be something we will have to find out when time passes.
It was a very good first day of the chapter, and we were all motivated for the future. When the MC calls, all of us answer. That is what a family does.
