AN: We see this chapter as Alexander looks at a loved one's grave. R&R!
Chapter Two: A New Leader
Alexander was standing over a grave looking down at it. He was down about Casey, HIS Casey kissing another guy, it drove him nuts. He had to get away for a minute and he knew that this was the only place that he could do that. Some memories are all that Alexander had some times. Alexander looked down at the grave, and that made him shed a tear. He looked at the grave, and he saw and knew who it was. He was at the funeral a few years earlier.
It was his father's grave.
"Dad," Alexander said, tearing up, "I'm in a rut. The girl I liked I saw kissing another guy. I completely lost it. I know that you told me to always keep my cool in big situations like that, but I'm sorry, I just couldn't. I wish you were here, because I need your guidance."
Alexander was interrupted by a group of five men in black leather coat walking up to him. As Alexander looked at them, he knew that he has seen them somewhere before. Alexander grew defensive as the men surrounded him.
"My, my, Alexander, you sure have grown." One man said. Alexander knew that voice, it was his father's best friend.
"Jack?" Alexander called out. "How did you know where to find me?"
"Wasn't hard." Jack said, "I knew that you would be here. Also, Seth said that you came out here."
Alexander just realized something. "Wait, it is good to see you guys, but why are you here?"
"Look," Jack began, "As you know, your father was leader of our crew."
"Flame of Canada." Alexander said.
"Yeah." Jack answered. "The thing was, when before he died, he left leadership of it to someone when he became 17."
"Who?" Alexander asked.
"You." Jack said.
"What am I supposed to do as your leader?" Alexander said.
"I'll tell you." Jack said.
AN: Now this thing is becoming a little more clear. Next chapter, we see what the Flames of Canada really do. R&R