Scott Dew

The Pain of Healing: A Friend, A Brother, A Traitor It's been a long road with some highs and some lows. Diablos MC is my first love, the city of Los Santos being close second. October last year my marriage was subject to a situation, hurt, anguish and betrayal. My mind was a state, I couldn't see things clearly, I was seeing enemies and people who wanted to hurt me everywhere, even though they weren't there. My mind had been shattered buy a couple of party's that I put my absolute trust in, but this wasn't to say that everyone else was going to be the same but due to my head been torn around like trees in gale-force winds, I Just couldn't see it. I made the heavy hearted decision... to leave the city. How long I was going to be gone. I did not know. I packed a small bag and headed to Los Santos International, without telling a soul. I switched my phone off and I caught the earliest flight back to England. When I was flying back to my home country, I couldn't shake this overpowering feeling that I was making a mistake. A feeling of dread and foreboding followed me everywhere, on the plane, the cab ride to my apartment in Essex and for the next few weeks, It didn't really leave me at all. After about 6 weeks of working on myself, slowly repairing my heart and mind. Letting go of everything that had damaged my trust and my mental state.. I began too see clearly once again, I needed that City and I needed Diablos MC. I built up the courage to switch on my phone and send one text message to Charlie, the President of Diablos MC, it simply read "I'm coming home". To which I was met with a reply almost instantly.. "HELL YEH BRO!! BE GOOD TOO SEE YOU! Your Kut is still here waiting for you". I was overwhelmed with excitement and enthusiasm, this was it! I was returning to Los Santos! Returning.... Home. I booked tickets to Los Santos for just after the new year. A fresh start with a fresh head. No longer was I going to allow other people to pull me down, grind me down and keep me away from the people I love most! I was no longer going to let anything effect my mental state and play god with my emotions. I was strong and I had the Diablos standing there right beside me through thick and thin. It just took me a while to realise that no matter what, they would support me like brothers and sisters should. I arrived. I needed to breathe in the city once more, feel every quiver of its beating heart. I arrived at my LS apartment too see my bike still in the garage draped with a dustcover, I pulled it off and there she was sitting there in graceful majesty. A smirk crawled its way on to my face, feeling strange as it had been a while since there was even a glimpse of happiness on my face at all. I hopped on the bike, masked up and roamed the streets of LS, taking everything in once again. absorbing the city, feeling my bike under me and the flow of the streets pulse through my veins. I stopped at the top of vinewood hills and took a deep breath in. I was ready, I.. was home. After trying to contact all of my old friends, they must have all been either out of town or still at home asleep. So I decided to take a ride to the Diablos MC Clubhouse on the following Wednesday evening at 6:30pm, parked my bike round the back and walked to the front door, finding that my keys still worked. I opened it up and took a seat in the bar and waited patiently. Just 30 minutes after I could hear the almighty roar of bikes outside, the distant chatter of my old comrades laughing and joking outside. I was nervous. I wasn't sure how I was going to be welcomed but I sat strong. As they started to filter in, Charlie saw me instantly and could not recognise me as I had a mask on, he asked who I was. So I stood up and took the mask off and I was welcome with such excitement it brought warm feelings to my heart. All of the members, prospects and hangarounds filtered into the bar one by one. Each in turn welcoming me back and telling me how good it is too see me. I put on my Kut and told the club I was back, and that I wasn't going anywhere. One month has now passed and my Enforcer patch is back on, Diablos is riding more than ever, and I am now training to be a medic at LSEMS. Nothing will stop me now. Scott Dew DFFD Diablos Forever, Forever Diablos

Scott Dew: The Way Up Everyday life in the city can be trying at the best of times, I still remember making my first mistakes and regretting them almost as soon as performing them. When I found the Diablos MC, first introduced to Charlie and the first 9 via Ace Rellet, I knew it was a new and exciting chapter in the story of my life. Once Ace had asked me if I wanted to join, I quickly decided that this is the road I wanted to take, I wanted to be a part of a brotherhood that always was there for one and other. I wanted to uphold the law and show the masses that the indoctrination and prejudices surrounding the idea that a brotherhood of upstanding men and women can ride beautiful motorcycles and not have to be seen as criminal. My early days of being a part of Diablos MC, prospecting with honour and pride still hold the fondest of memories for me, the way everyone welcomed me with open arms and became more than just friends, they became my family. The way every member treated every single person in the city, not just members with the same amount of kindness and respect. I put my all in, I turned up to every ride and meeting I could, not because I had something too prove or wanted more than what I already had, but because I wanted too, because with the Diablos, I felt at home. After around 3 weeks I was patched in as a full member, and received my member’s patch. I was amazed and over the moon! I did not expect to be patched in so quickly but the joy I felt when it happened would sit comfortably as one of the most prodigious moments of my life and I will never forget that remarkable day. I had spent many months riding with my new found family and when we weren’t riding, I couldn’t wait to get back on the road again and see my brothers. When I thought that I had reached a comfortable level, Charlie the President of Diablos MC brought me into the circle of trust that included: Ryan Robinson (VP) Ace Rellet (SAA) and the new Enforcer Sid. Charlie threw me a bone and let me into the one of the clubs biggest kept secrets that would soon be revealed. The club was getting their own clubhouse and I was invited to help prepare for the big reveal to the club. I was obviously honoured and humbled that I was trusted and had built up enough kudos with the club that I was chosen for this. The day came after many days preparing the new clubhouse and surprised the rest of our brothers with the new clubhouse under the guise of a ‘small ride’. The reaction from the club was amazing! Every single member and prospect were amazed and loved our new home! Every single one of us felt a pride that up until that moment had been an unfamiliar feeling, and knew that we as a club had turned a page and was growing into one of the most respected and known MC’s in the city. I didn’t think I could feel much more pride, I was bursting with it. Up until the first meeting we had in our new clubhouse. Charlie sat there quietly chatting to Ace Rellet his brother and the SGT at arms. All the members round the table were wondering what they were whispering about including myself. Until he said it. “Scott, please come up here”. Adrenaline pumping, I obliged and quickly joined Charlie and Ace at the top of the table. Ace hands me a knife and asks me to cut of my member’s patch. I do so, not knowing if I had done something wrong, but I did not expect what came next. Ace Handed me a new patch that read Road Captain. I was filled with pride, honour, happiness, I couldn’t explain how I felt and I can’t explain it to you now. Now it would be up too me to lead the rides, to plan the routes and to make sure all of my brothers are safe and well on the road, the responsibility that Charlie has entrusted in me is paramount and I will never let him, or the rest of Diablos MC down. This concludes my story so far, but it definitely isn’t the end. Thank you for reading and hope to see you soon! Scott Dew DFFD Diablos forever, Forever Diablos

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