Authors Note:
This is an alternate timeline of Sons Of Anarchy. Same characters, different take. Please Rate and Review.
Sons Of Anarchy: Rise Of The King
Chapter One
Jax Teller and Opie Winston had been lifelong friends. Now they found themselves in a situation that neither had forsaw. Clay Morrow had been gunned down by Gemma Teller-Morrow, his wife. He had been beating the woman when she pulled a gun from her special box, and shot him dead. She was now in lockup, facing the death penalty.
"Where the fuck is Juice?" Jax growled as he looked toward the gates to TM.
"Probably fell off his bike Dad" Abel, Jax's sixteen year old son joked.
Jax looked at his son, then smiled. Abel was now the same age that Jax and Tara were when they had him.
"Yeah well unless he wants his ass opened up by the AB again he better hurry the fuck up and get here" Jax said, then lit a cigarette.
Tara's car pulled into the lot and parked up, Tara and Trinity, Jax and Tara's, fifteen year old daughter climbed out of the vehicle. Jax glared at the two women, then marched across the lot like a raging gorilla.
"Jesus Christ Tara, what the fuck is she wearing?" Jax stared hard into Trinity's eyes. "You know we're going to Clay's funeral right? I don't recall telling you to come dressed like a fucking croeater" Jax grabbed Trinity's arm.
"Get the fuck off me Dad" the teenage girl yelled.
Jax flung the girl forcefully against the car.
"You wanna be my fucking kid? Then act like it. Do what you're told" Jax screamed at the girl.
"Jax" Tara said sternly.
Jax stepped over to his wife, glaring into her eyes, a scowl covering his face. "Take her inside, find her some jeans or something, take that fucking 'blowjob for hire' lipstick off her fucking face" he demanded.
Tara struck out at Jax, he caught her wrist, then leaned in closer. "You Don't want to do that" He took a step back, then turned and marched over to the assembled Harley Davidson Motorcycles and the riders stood next to them.
"Fuck you Jackson" Tara shouted after him, causing him to pause for a moment. Fuck Gemma for making Tara so, strong.
Juice then rode his bike into the lot and parked up, climbing off the bike and walking towards Jax. The men embraced brielfy.
"I know you helped Gemma kill Clay, you betrayed this club" Jax whispered into Juice's ear, then stepped back and went to talk to Chibs.
Juice stood on the spot, motionless, then just started looking at Trinity. The girl got freaked out by this and made her way inside the clubhouse with Tara, Tara taking a glance back at Juice.
The funeral went as expected and then everyone made their way back to the clubhouse for the wake. Most of the bikers were drinking and getting fresh with the croeaters. Juice was sat on a sofa with Trinity, then he tried to kiss her. He was fucked up on booze and drugs. Jax was stood at the bar smoking a joint when he saw this going down. He marched across the room and pulled Juice from the sofa and threw him across the table. Opie jumped and in and tried to hold Jax back.
"Calm down brother" Opie shouted.
"He's trying to kiss my kid" Jax yelled as he pulled free.
He pulled Juice up and dragged him outside, then across to the garage. He threw him against a workbench, then pulled a pair of pliers from a drawer.
"You walked in on Gemma taking a beating, you hit Clay from behind, then told Gemma to kill him. Why?" Jax demanded to know.
"He had me raped in Stockton by the AB" Juice said. "You all did."
"That was for our protection" Jax scowled at him.
"Fifty guys fucked me in total while we were in Stockton Jax, fifty. I had to suck all their dicks too. How many dicks did you and Clay suck to keep us Protected?" Juice asked, tears in his eyes.
"What's that in there with Trinity?" Jax shouted.
"I thought maybe she could suck my dick, sins of the father" Juice said.
Jax lunged forward ramming Juice's head down onto the table. He rammed the pliers into his nose, a prong into each nostril, then with all his strength clenched his fist closed, crushing Juice's Septum. Jax pulled the pliers free, blood pouring all over the table and floor, then rammed the pliers into Juice's mouth and yanked out a tooth. By this time Chibs and Opie had stepped in and pulled Jax away from Juice. Juice managed to get to his feet and steady himself through the pain.
"I'll fucking kill him" Jax shouted.
"Get the fuck outta here Juicey" Chibs shouted, Juice doing as he was told and heading for his bike.
Jax watched Juice leave, then filled the guys in on what Juice did. Juice's day would come, and Jax would take pleasure in killing the cocksucker.