Welcome to my second Maximum Ride fanfiction! I hope you guys enjoy this first chapter I was watching SOA(sons of anarchy) when I got this idea. Positive feedback is appreciated. ONWARDS!

Chapter 1

Broken Chapter

Fang rode down the streets of California with his right man, Iggy. Gazzy had called them about a half hour earlier saying something about their chapter in Cali. They were already on their way to a deal when they got the call, so they decided to check it out. Iggy pulled up beside Fang. It was just them, so they didn't have to ride in formation.

"What do you think this is about?" Iggy called over the roar of his motorcycle. Fang shrugged. "I just hope Gaz didn't get himself in trouble. You know how he is." he said. Iggy laughed.

About ten minutes later, they saw Gazzy on the side of the road where they told them to meet him. He was sitting on his bike when they pulled up. Fang stopped his bike next to Gazzy's and shut it off. "So, what was this emergency you were talking about, Gaz?" he asked. Gazzy responded by giving Fang a camera. "Look through these." said Gazzy. Fang turned on the camera and cycled through the photos. What he saw made him drop his cigarette. The picture were of women being herded like animals by men with guns. Fang zoomed in on the men and saw one was wearing a cut. And it said "Winged Riders"

"Jesus Christ." said Fang, giving the camera back to Gazzy. "That's our club?" Gazzy nodded grievingly. Iggy put his hand on Fang's shoulder. "How do you want to deal with this?" asked Iggy. Fang took out a cigarette and lit it. He took a hit and asked, "When did you take these pictures, Gaz?"

"About two hours ago, when I said I would ride ahead of you guys to scout out." said Gazzy. Fang nodded. He flicked his cigarette and smashed it with his foot. Fang got back on his bike and Ig and Gaz followed suit. "We settle this before the deal. Afterwards, call Jeb with the van." he said. Iggy nodded and they all started their bikes. They started of towards the California clubhouse of the Winged Riders MC.

One hour later…

Fang kicked the kickstand up on his bike. He took off his helmet and looked at the clubhouse. It was a standard size warehouse with their logo, white wings on a motorcycle engine, painted on the front of it. Fang shook his head and motioned the others to follow him. He stopped and pointed towards Iggy's bike. "Grab your shotgun, Ig." he said. Iggy nodded and jogged back to his bike. Gazzy gave a concerned look at Fang. "Just in case." said Fang. The trio entered the club house. Heavy metal music was blaring throughout the house. Fang looked around for Dylan, the president of this chapter. "Split up. Bring him to me if you find him." he yelled to Ig and Gaz over the music. They nodded and headed off in different directions. Fang looked to the lounge next to the bar. He saw Dylan's VP, Hans, on one of the couches. He was attempting to sweet talk one of "his" girls, but she didn't look like she was interested. Fang walked over to him. Hans noticed him and smiled.

"Comrade!" he yelled to Fang. Hans got up from his seat and gripped Fang in a bear hug. When he let go, Hans asked, "What are you doing here?"

"I need to talk to your pres. It's urgent." said Fang. Hans pointed towards the back room of the warehouse. "He's back there, but wouldn't-" Fang pushed him to the side before he could finish his sentence. Fang opened the door of the back room to find Dylan slapping a girl in the face. The girl fell and started crying. Fang ran over and tackled Dylan. They fell over boxes of guns and ammunition. Fang got up and looked at Dylan. "What the fuck are you doing, Dylan?!" he yelled. Dylan got up, enraged. "This ain't your club or your business, Fang! Get the hell out of here!" Thats when Iggy and Gazzy walked in with guns drawn. "Your club becomes our business when you start trafficking women!" yelled Gazzy. Dylan's face went from rage to frightened in less than a second. "How the hell did you know?"

"I saw you shoving them into your van. I have pictures!" said Gazzy. Fang grabbed Dylan by the shirt and pinned him to the wall. "How long has this been going on?" Fang growled. Dylan looked to his feet. "A month." Fang's eyes narrowed in anger. He raised his fist and socked Dylan in the jaw. Dylan fell to the ground and groaned in pain. Fang looked towards the girls. The oldest looked angry, but scared at the same time. The other two were crying. Fang softened his face and looked back at Gazzy. "Take them outside. See if you can calm them down." Gazzy nodded and walked towards the girls. "Come with me. I'm not going to hurt you." he said. The oldest girl stared at him for a few seconds, then nodded. She picked up the youngest girl and lead the other girl out of the room.

Fang looked back at Dylan. He was getting up off the ground. Fang looked down at him. "How many voted?" he asked. Dylan wiped the blood from his mouth. "It ended in a tie. I broke it. We started trafficking." he said. Fang walked towards the door of the room. "Wait till the rest of your club gets back. We'll have another vote."

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