Hey! Oh My gosh it's been to long. I had a serious case of writers block there. I'd start something and not be able to finish it. Finaly got a chapter done. Okay, so This is a Zimos Viola make up story. It set not long after Vi joins. I own Devyn and Zeena but Brittney and Tyson belong to a-bot_vs_d-con and Destroyu-23. All right so ya Brittney knows that theres someing odd with Peirce, Zimos, and Shaundi but she doesn't know what. Later s out and knows that she can 'Fix' ine of their problems and thats exactly what she does. Review and Rate Please! Feed back is very helpful!
Cold Hearts and Shipping Crates
Brittney had had enough. She didn't understand Shaundi problem. Or Zimos's. But mostly Shaundi's. Pierce had asked why she was even surprised by her attitude towards the new girl. So what if she use to be on Phillip Loren's right hand? Just by looking at her, Brit could tell the only thing going through her thoughts was revenge, and through her soul, deep sadness. What ever had happened to Viola DeWynter had sliced her cleaner then any bullet through the heart could dream of.
Tyson obviously knew this. He may be hard headed, a dick, asshole, and many many many other things. Including a good leader. He would NEVER put his Saints in danger. Not unless everyone agreed it was for the better. Brittney was proud to be his third. And she had thought that Shaundi was proud to be one of the main contributors to the Saints and would respect Tyson's diss-ion.
'No that couldn't be it.' Brittney thought. She was trying to drown out Pierce's singing. 'Shaundi would take a bullet for a rookie if needed. Its not disrespect. It had to be something more...' Personal. Viola must have been missing with her during her time as a Morning Star! That Explained Shaundi's behavior at least. 'Maybe' Brittney thought. 'Maybe I should help make amends.' Brittney turned off her Attrazione's stereo, cutting Pierce off mid-verse.
"Hey! Girl! Un-Cool!" Pierce shrieked. He began reaching for the radio nob only to have his fingers brutishly pulled back.
"Don t touch that fucking dial." Brittney warned, letting go of Pierces now swollen fingures. She waited for him to get comfortable, Pierce was trying to wedge himself as far into the corner of his seat as he could. "Did DeWynter do something to Shaun in the past? Do they have unfinished shit to sort out?" Brittney asked calmly.
"Well... Yeah. Didn't anyone tell you?" Peirce asked in a sad, quite voice. He studied her quickly. " What were you told about Johnny's death?"
"I was told that it was on Loren's plane. He got locked in or something. Tyson said this happened before he called me in."
"Okay so your partially right. But by the time he was looked in that plane, there was roughly six people in still breathing, half of which was in the storage area. Only Loren and the DeWynter sisters were able to get to him." Pierce explained. Brittney pondered this for a few minutes before nodding.
"What about you? Why are you... limiting facetime with Viola?"
"Oh she just scares me is all. I mean, Kenzie isn't anymore friendly to her than me so she must not be that bad right?" Pierce mumbled. Then he scowled as Brittney burst out laughing. "What the hell do you find so fucking amusing?"
"Your a fucking pansy!" Brittney belted out. Pierce thumped her on the head and turned on the radio. 'Well that's two stories. Just Zimos now. Doesn't seem fair that their triple teaming her thought.' Brittney wasn't a fan of fight's with in the game. A little scrummage here and there was fine but if it was big like this, she liked to fix it. About half hour passed before Brittney dropped Pierce off at the bar he left his car at. As soon as he got in and started his engines, she headed to Zimos's pad.
Alright, first chapter done. next chapter is Zimos giving his shpeal.
