A/N- I do not own SOA, but I do own the characters of Scarlett Rose, Hollywood, London, and Soup.
This is something different, so if you don't like it, don't read it. I am only going to post the first chapter, and if I get some reviews, I will continue, if I don't, then I won't. I am curious on how this is going to go.
This story is going to take place, a little bit after the second season ends. Some things in this have nothing to do with season three, but that is why it's just a story.
Full Synopsis: Scarlett Rose isn't your typical Old Lady. A lot has happened with over the past few years that has her hoping to make it though the next, fighting a severe case of Obsessive Compulsive Disorder, she needs order in her life, yet there is nothing about her lift that has order. When an unexpected, and unwanted offer is given to her, and her Nomads, will she be able to handle Charming or will she pack up and leave taking her Nomads with her?
Play List- Disturbed: Down With The Sickness
Dave Matthews Band: Gravedigger
Five Finger Death Punch: Never Enough
Anyway, please, ENJOY this new, and a little different story. Reviews and some constructive criticism is welcomed. Again, this is going to be a little different, but please ENJOY, give it a chance, so, ENJOY and REVIEW!
P.S. If you are interested, there are pictures of Hollywood, Scarlett, London, and Soup in my profile, if you would like to take a look, they are the pictures that are explained in the beginning.
Clay leaned back in his chair and looked around. They could use a few extra hands around the table. Happy said he was going to stick around, he would be in and out, more in than out. Tig, he was shaking his head. He didn't like the idea of more people around the table. "How many are you looking at?" He asked the question on everyone's mind. "There is a group of Nomads, Hap, you know the ones don't yah?" He asked and Happy snorted. "Yeah, I know 'em." He said and shook his head. "They are Nomad for a reason Clay." He added and Clay nodded. "They won't tell me no." He said, it was Jax's turn to roll his eyes, "You sure about that?" He asked and Clay nodded. "I know it." He said simply. "Well, I don't know how to get a hold of them, so don't ask me." Happy said and shook his head. He didn't like the idea, he was not going to be around when it blew up in the Mother Charters face either. "If I reach them, you got leverage to make sure they show up?" Clay asked and looked at Happy. "What do you want me to do?" Happy asked and looked at him, not wanting to push his luck on this fight, he knew he was going to lose. There was few people that he feared, and Clay was about to bring them into his club house.
Drowning deep in my sea of loathingBroken your servant I kneel(Will you give in to me?)It seems what's left of my human sideIs slowly changing in me(Will you give in to me?)
"One of 'em got an Ol' Lady?" He asked and Happy sighed. "Yeah, last time I head, one of 'em did." He said and nodded. "Would the name, Scarlett Rose Red Duffy mean anything to you?" Juice piped up and Happy flexed his hand and turned towards Juice. "It might, why?" He asked and Clay shot his a cheeky smile. "Well, I reckon that we pay Ms. Duffy a visit tomorrow." Jax looked from Clay to Happy, and then to Juice. "Something you want to share with the class?" He asked and looked at them. Clay turned and looked at Jax, and then around the rest of the table, the confused faces only made Clay smile even bigger. He didn't want to leave everyone in the outs, but wasn't sure if they needed to know. Clay turned and looked at Juice. "Show 'em the newest members." He announced and Happy shook his head. "I am telling you, this might not be the best…" He started to say and Clay cut him off, "Nomad, you voice, I hear it, doesn't mean shit." He said and watched as Happy flexed his hand again.
Looking at my own reflectionWhen suddenly it changesViolently it changes (oh no)There is no turning back nowYou've woken up the demon in me
"Ok, first up, we have a Mr. Jack Hollywood Ricci, spent 8 total combined years in prison for a number of things, grand theft, breaking and entering, drunk in public, assault with a deadly weapon, possession and attempt to sale illegal narcotics, and possession of an illegal firearm. He just got out of prison two years ago for the assault charge, went nomad the following day, and when he is around, its normally in Bakersfield, has an 'Ol Lady by the name of Scarlett Rose Duffy." He said and handed a picture of the man. The picture seemed to be taken off of a surveillance video. He seemed to be between the ages of 23 and 28. He was over six-foot tall, arms covered in tattoos, black hair, aviator sunglasses attached to his shirt, baseball bat in hand. "That would be his weapon of choice from what I hear." Juice said and watched as the picture was passed around. "Say's he's called Hollywood for how 'pretty' he is, when he was part of Vegas, or at least he prospected there, they used his looks to get the ladies at the bars, that and he is from LA." Juice said and watched as the other men laughed. Chibs went to hand Happy the picture and watched as he shoved it back at Juice. "I know what he fucking looks like." He snapped at him.
"Ok, next, we have a Mr. James Soup Campbell. Spent five years in the marines, dishonorably discharged, spent four years in military prison, that is accounted for as part of his five years, doesn't say what for, can't find it either, but he's wicked with a gun, and one mean ass mother fucker, but from what my sources say, he is pretty simple minded." Juice said and passed the picture of a man holding a gun, wearing a beanie, squinting into the camera. "Let me guess," Chibs said and slid the picture past Happy, "You know him too?" He asked and Happy grunted and eyed Clay across the table.
"Next, this is my favorite, actually, the one I can't tell you anything about." Juice said and passed the picture to Bobby. "All I know is his name is London, he is from Hap's home town, looks just like him, but isn't related, or so Hap says." Juice said and looked around. "Ain't no brother of mine." Happy said and Jax looked up from the picture. "Shit, looks like yah." He said. He looked at the picture and passed it to Clay, "Love the pretty tattoos." Clay said and laughed with Tig. "Don't tell him that." Happy muttered and shook his head. "He prospected in Tacoma, right around the same time as Hap, actually." Juice said and looked around. "That's all that I can tell you, I don't know anything else." He said and Happy looked around. "He is a dick, loud mouthed, asshole, doesn't know how to keep his trap shut, hasn't spent a day locked up because he just up and leaves, that's why he is Nomad, he's a chicken shit." He said and everyone looked at him. "Um, ok then." Juice said awkwardly.
I can see inside you, the sickness is risingDon't try to deny what you feel(Will you give in to me?)It seems that all that was good has diedAnd is decaying in me(Will you give in to me?)
"What about the ones chick, what do we know about her?" Jax asked and Clay eyed him. "Why bored with your's?" He asked and looked at him. "No, if we are going to gossip about these guys might as well tell us what we are getting by bringing them here." He said and Tig snorted, "If I remember right, I met Scarlett once, or at least her legs, she has amazing legs." He said and Happy's frown deepened if that was possible. His head was racing with thoughts and memories. Ones that he has spent years and years trying to forget.
"Ok, well, here, I have a picture of her, or her face at least, that is." He said handed Jax a picture and Jax took it letting a loud whistle leave his lips. "Now, that, is one hell of a red head." He said and looked at the picture. "Ms. Scarlett Rose Red Duffy, record as clean as a whistle, other than a shit load of speeding tickets, must have some money, from what it looks like, she came from money, took her trust fund, graduated from University of Nevada with a degree in dance, and theater." He said and looked around and shrugged, "From what I can find, she lives in Bakersfield." He said and Chibs turned and went to pass the picture but Happy snatched it. He looked at the picture, with a far off look in his eyes. It didn't go unnoticed either. "You ok Killah?" Tig asked and Happy shook his head and handed Juice the picture. "Pretty sure that where ever you send any of those boys, Scarlett Rose is somewhere close." He said and shrugged. "She doesn't seem like a problem, and what I hear from Vegas, when Hollywood was in jail, she kept those boys in line, didn't pull any prison shit, didn't fuck around, and shit, from what I hear, Hollywood, loyal as fuck, when he's away doesn't touch the crow eaters or sweet butts." He said and Clay nodded. "Well, how are we going to reach them?" He asked.
~*~Meanwhile~*~
Scarlett opened her eyes, it was late, three in the morning. She was exhausted. She had been out late clubbing with her friends, well, with some coworkers. The pounding on her door was getting louder. She stumbled towards the door and opened it. Then swung the door open and came face to face with Soup. "What are you…" She stared to ask but he pushed the door open and stocked past her. "Sup Red?" He asked as he walked past her. "Soup, what are you doing here, in my house, apartment, thing?" She slurred and shut the door. He turned and looked at her, taking in her disheveled appearance, he smirked. "You been out drinking Scarlett?" He asked. She frowned, standing there, in the skinny jeans, and sequined top, make up smeared, "Maybe, why are you here?" She asked and he shrugged. "Hollywood heard someone was looking for us, told me to get here when I could." He said and she nodded. "I'm going back to bed." She said and walked up the stairs shaking her head.
It seems you're having some troubleIn dealing with these changesLiving with these changes (oh no)The world is a scary placeNow that you've woken up the demon in me
Soup sat down, kicking off his boots and heating over the food that Scarlett must of cooked yesterday, because of her OCD, there was a date and label, he sat down with a beer and started to eat the grilled chicken. He was about to take only the third bite when a knock on the door brought him out of his feeding frenzy. He stopped and walked over to the door and opened it. Standing in front of him was London. "What are you doing here?" He asked and looked around. "Hollywood called me." London said, a scratchy deep voice left him lips. "Well, he called me too, any idea who wants to see us?" He asked and London shrugged and took a deep breath. "Any more food?" He asked and Soup nodded and watched as London stocked off.
London rummaged through Scarlett's refrigerator, and then pulled out a container of spaghetti from two days ago. He shoved it into the microwave, grabbed a fork and a beer and joined Soup in the kitchen.
"What does Holly have up his sleeve?" Soup asked eyeing London who sat in a chair eating, who only shrugged. "Think Scarlett is pregnant?" He asked randomly. "No." London shrugged. "Me either, that would be pretty funny though." He said and London shrugged. "So…" He started to say and London shot him a look and he instantly shut up. They both sat there eating in silence, when the door flew open and Hollywood walked inside. They both turned and looked at him. "Well, look what the cat drug in." London said and set the plate on the coffee table. "What is so important, I had prime pussy waiting on me tonight." He said and Hollywood looked at them and walked into the Living room. "We are going to be sticking around here for a few days." He said sinking down into a chair. "Why is that?" London asked leaning towards him. "Because, I heard on the grapevine, we are about to get a very unwelcome offer." He said and sat back into the chair opposite London. "How do you know, what kind of visit?" Soup asked. Hollywood sighed. "From Charming." He said and stood up. "Where's Scarlett?" He asked and Soup laughed. "Passed out I'm guessing, she was pretty drunk earlier." He said and Hollywood laughed. "Well, I am going to bed, be ready tomorrow, we are going to have a very long few days." He said and walked towards the stairs in the house. He walked up and saw Scarlett passed out in bed and laughed. He kicked off his shoes and his pants and shirt and climbed into bed with her.
~*~The Next Day~*~
"You are going and that is that." Clay said and eyed Happy as he tried to leave. "What are you talking about, I don't, I told," He tried to say, and Clay shook his head. "I already talked to Quinn, you are coming with us." He said and climbed on his bike. Jax walked past Happy and stopped. "What is so bad with these guys?" He asked quietly. Happy shook his head. "Nothing." He snapped and got on his bike and started it. As they rode though the main street of Charming, there was more thoughts going though Happy's head. His mother, his brother, his father, or lack there of, his ex, and his friends. They were going into a shit storm, there was a reason these guys were Nomads. There was very few things that Happy was afraid of, he was done some sick, twisted, messed up, unnatural things, but this was one of the things he was afraid of, seeing these people again.
~*~Bakersfield~*~
GravediggerWhen you dig my graveCould you make it shallowSo that I can feel the rainGravedigger
"Holly, baby, what the shit is all over my floor!" Scarlett yelled. "Chill Red, I am cleaning!" Soup yelled referring to the mud that was all over the floor. "This isn't normal, what are you all doing here, at the same time?" She said and looked at the three men in front of her. "Scarlett, go get dressed." Hollywood said and she looked at him. "What, now, why?" She asked and he sighed. "Because we are getting company." He said simply. "More of you?" She asked and he sighed. "Yes, now, go." He said and pointed towards the steps. "Shit." She muttered and walked upstairs. She pulled on a green polo shirt and a pair of black short shorts. She fixed her hair and did her make up.
Ring around the RoseyPocket full o'poseyAshes to ashesWe all fall down
She walked down the stairs a few minutes later and looked around. The house was spotless. She looked around and didn't see anyone. She frowned did they leave and she missed it? She walked outside and London was walking back up the street, along with the other two. "Where did you guys go?" She asked sitting on the porch and looking at them as they came close. "See my mother." London said and Scarlett nodded. "How's she doing?" She asked and he shrugged. "She's been better." He said and Scarlett nodded. Hollywood sat down behind Scarlett and pulled her against him. "Now, listen to me Scar." He said and she leaned her head back and looked up at him. "What?" She asked and looked at his green eyes. "When our visitors get here, I want you to behave, keep 'yah trap shut." He said and looked at her. She frowned. "Why?" She said confused. He never has told her that. "Because, I know what you are like, and this is a group, that London, Soup and I are going to deal with on our own." He said and she sighed. "Does it have something to do with…" She started to ask but Hollywood let a low growl escape his lips. Scarlett shut up, not wanting to piss him off.
London walked out of the house holding a cigarette, and looking at them. "Well, when they getting here?" He asked and Hollywood shrugged. "According to Quinn, they all are coming." He said and Scarlett turned and looked confused. "All?" She asked. London laughed loudly. "What am I excited, I'm like fucking ready to hit someone or fuck someone." He said and sat on the swing and looked around. "Is that wrong of me?" He asked and watched as Scarlett frowned. "Want to go for a round Red?" He asked and she shook her head and laughed. "Naw, baby, sloppy seconds, not my thing." She said and stood up and stretched. She heard the sound of motorcycles, and felt Hollywood grip her legs. "Remember what I told yah." He said and she nodded and watched as Soup walked back out of the house, a salad in his hands. "Aw, I just made food." He said and shook his head. Scarlett watched as the bikes parked in her driveway, and she watched as each member took off the helmets. When her eyes locked with one of the men, she threw her head back and laughed, loudly.
"Shit, London, should of sold tickets to this one." She said and walked onto the porch and sat next to Soup, taking his salad and taking a bite. "Thanks doll." She said to him and watched as the men approached them. "House." Hollywood said and pointed at the door, his words directed at Scarlett. She rolled her eyes and stood up. "See wouldn't of made any money anyway." London called after her. "Cook me food woman!" Soup yelled into the half open window. "Fuck off asshole." She yelled back out of the window.
Scarlett kept glancing out of the window, trying in vain to see what they were discussing. She kept hearing London laughing. At times he was hissing, but, she didn't know about what. She would hear Soup throw his two sense in to what ever they were talking about with a loud "Fuck you." or an annoyed. "No fucking way." Out of all of the voices, she has yet to hear Hollywood utter a peep. That usually happened when he was pissed. It happened a lot. He seemed to be livid over something. Scarlett walked into her living room and cleaned the mess that London and Soup made last night. She just finished washing the dishes when she heard a thud. She stopped and popped her head out of the kitchen and saw everyone walking into the house. Hollywood mumbled something to Soup who walked towards her. "Sup Red?" He asked and eyed her slowly. Scarlett shook her head and looked at him. "What's going on?" She hissed and Soup sighed. She looked at him. "Um, that isn't my place to say." He said simply and walked out. "Oh, by the way," He said and stopped in the doorway to the kitchen. "Play nice." He said and smirked, waving her into the room. "Always do." She muttered and followed him.
Hollywood stood looking around. Scarlett could tell, just from the way that he stood, he was mad. She walked up and placed her hand on his upper arm. "Holly, I am going to go out for a while…" She said, for the first time, not wanting to know what was going on. "Naw, stay here." He said and she eyed him and rolled her eyes. "Why?" She said and looked at him. "Well, this is some funny shit." He said and she looked at him. "Oh is it now?" She asked and crossed her arms. London snorted and pointed at the older man. "Clay, over here, thinks that we would ben-e-fit from joining up with the Charming Charter." He said and Scarlett looked at him and crossed her arms. "That so?" She asked and Soup grinned from the other side of the room. "We tried to explain to him, that he must be crazy, but now I see that he is, because he actually put Holly, London and that fool, in the same room." He said and shot him thumb back towards Happy. Scarlett rolled her eyes and looked at him. "So, that would mean…" She asked and looked around, trying to pick her words correct. "That means what exactly?" She asked and looked at him. "That would mean that, now, they are threatening to strip us if we don't." London sneered and Scarlett looked at him, her head cocked to the side. "Well, looks like you're leaving again then huh?" She asked and Hollywood turned and finally spoke. "You're call, you want to be around him, then we do it, if not, then, we finish this shit." He said and Scarlett looked at him. "I'll think about it." She said and slid her hand into Hollywood's back pocket and slid out his wallet, and walked towards the door, tossing it back after she took the credit cards out of it. "I don't want blood on that new sofa." She said and he nodded. "Ok." Soup yelled as she shut the door and walked out to her car.
"Well, you heard that girl." Hollywood said and looked around the room. "Get the fuck out of my house." He snapped and watched as no one moved. London stood up and walked over to the smallest of the group, well, not exactly the smallest, more like the prettiest looking on. He grabbed him and started to shove him towards the door, and watched, as he looked like he was in shock, as he stumbled down the stairs. London turned cracking his knuckles and looked around the room. "Get the fuck out of the house." He snapped and Clay stood up and laughed slightly at his VP's angered expression. He stood up and walked over to Hollywood, since he seemed to be the leader of the bunch. He patted his Nomad patch, "Think about it." He said and Hollywood looked at him with narrowed eyes. "It's up to Scarlett Rose, not me, I already told you that." He said and glanced at Happy. "But, I can tell you, it isn't looking good." He said and Clay raised his eyebrows. "Just bring her down, let you guys check it out. I don't reach out to people for no reason." He said. London stood there, looking at Happy and smirked. "What's wrong brother?" He asked and laughed loudly at Happy's face. Hollywood snorted and took two long strides and stood next to him. He reached into his cut pocket and shoved something at him. Happy took it, didn't even look at it and locked eyes with Hollywood. "Stay the fuck away for her." He hissed and looked at where everyone else was standing. Soup looked around and threw his arms up. "Let the pissing contest begin!" He loud loudly and walked into the kitchen. "She didn't make food, damn it." He said and shook his head.
~*~Later that night~*~
It's never enoughNo it's never enoughNo matter what I say
Scarlett looked down at Hollywood as she straddled his lap. He had his hands gripped firmly on her hips and looked up at her. "I don't think this is a good idea." She said and he looked at her and frowned. He couldn't make out the face she was making, it was too dark. "Why?" He asked and looked at her, concentrating on feeling her movements, if she was being serious, of just messing with his head. "I don't think that they really would be like they were today, especially if they need you that bad." She said, and he was silent for a long time. "That is true." He said and she sighed. "They actually came here, and asked, Clay Marrow isn't one to ask for anything Holly, and you know it." She said and he sighed. "He seemed to have done his research on us though." He said and Scarlett nodded. "What did he all find out?" She asked. "Just about us, and some other shit, seems clueless in the drama that you like to bring." He said and Scarlett laughed loudly. "Can't help it." She said and he snorted, "I don't know about all of that." He said.
In the end we're all just chalk lines on the concreteDrawn only to be washed awayFor the time that I've been givenI am what I am
Hollywood looked up at Scarlett and sighed. She was right. There was more to this. Maybe he could make some phone calls and find out. "Holly?" Scarlett said and hit him. "What? Sorry love." He said and Scarlett rolled her eyes. "I said, you owe me." She said and smirked. He laughed. "I owe you shit little girl." He said an she frowned at him and pressed her lips to his own. "But that's where your wrong." She said and kissed his neck, "You said you would let me chose." She said and he laughed. "Biggest mistake of my life." She said and he grinned. "I think that if I agree to do this, that we are walking into a trap." He said and she sighed. "You really think that he would do that to you guys?" He asked and she sighed. "No, I honestly don't why don't we take a ride out there tomorrow?" She asked and he looked at her. "You sure about that love?" He said and she nodded. "Yeah, I think we need an adventure." She said and he smirked and climbed on top of her. "Good." He said and kissed down her body. She threw her head back when her reached her center. Her hands running through his hair as she felt the way his tongue lapped at her clit. "Don't stop!" She gasped. She felt him grin against her, and his hands slip up her thigh, and throwing it over his shoulder, sliding a finger deep inside her. She moaned loudly. Jumping slightly from the knock on the door. "Fuck off Hollywood, if I don't get pussy neither do you!" London yelled pounding on the door. Scarlett laughed, totally losing the mood she was in when Hollywood stood up and stocked up to the door, yelling at London to fuck off, and closing it climbing back into the bed pulling her close. Kissing her gently, he sighed. "All you have to do is say no, and we are gone, just keep that in mind Scar." He said kissing her again, and holding her tight so she could fall asleep.