AN: Wow, thank you guys so much for the ten reviews left on the prior chapter. It's been a while since I've had ten reviews on one single chapter. Usually, I update once a month, but I decided to treat you guys with an earlier update! So again, thank you so much, Tessa the hedgehog, Undernet-broker, Crimsonlove16, Soni rose Amelia the Hedgehog, Pirilaxa, Rebecca, Captain, Grey-Chan-Fallen, aliciathwolf45, and sad Little demon for your reviews! Now onto chapter five!
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Later that night in Shadow's room, the dark hedgehog thrashed around in his bed in a cold sweat. His head tossed back and forth against his pillow as he panted. He was having a night terror that felt more realistic than normal.
.::Nightmare::.
A beautiful, blonde hedgehog with long flowing quills fled for her life outside a diner along with other screaming civilians. Out of breath, she dodged oncoming bullets as other people around her crumpled to the floor on either side of her, riddled with bullets. Out in front of the parking lot, Mighty, Locke, Maniac, Knuckles, Shadow, and Mephiles, were hidden behind some parked cars as they held a shoot-out with their opponents.
She turned the corner of the block and gasped when she spotted a grey Camaro roll around the corner. As the car got closer, the window to the Camaro rolled down its window revealing a masked figure who whipped out a semi-automatic rifle and aimed it in her direction. The passenger wielding the weapon said no other worlds and did as he was ordered.
Shooting at assailants nearby, Shadow craned his neck when he heard another round going off behind them. His eyes widened in horror when he spotted the blonde hedgehog's body fall as she was shot at by multiple bullets. His whole world slowed down in that moment. "MARIA!" he screamed. Her body crumpled to her knees and she fell onto her side with her eyes wide open. The sidewalk she laid on collected multiple puddles of blood. Craning his head, Shadow rushed towards her fallen body just as the other cars passing by sped off, leaving their destruction behind them.
Shadow fell to his knees and turned her body over and brought her up into his arms. Shadow clutched Maria's body up against his chest, feeling hot tears streak down his face. He rocked back and forth slowly, stroking the top of her head as he held her. His shirt, jacket, pants, and gloves quickly began to stain with her blood, but he did not care. "Maria, Maria…no, no!"
.::End Nightmare::.
Shadow shot upright in bed and panted. He looked down at his hands expecting to see fresh blood but soon realized it was just that same night terror again. He placed a hand against his chest, feeling his heart race, and began to collect himself. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes and held it before exhaling. His bedroom door opened, and Amy peeked her head inside looking at him with concern. She flipped the light switch to his room turning on the lights. He winced from the abrupt brightness. "Shadow, are you okay? I heard you screaming."
Shadow ignored her concerned tone and continued to focus on his breathing. He panted, "Go…away."
Amy walked over and picked up a pitcher of water by his bedside and poured a fresh glass and handed it over to him. "Here, drink some water." He accepted her kind gesture and sipped the water and calmed down. Amy sat down on the seat beside his bed. "So, who's Maria?" she questioned causing him to choke on his water.
He coughed a bit on the water that went in the wrong direction down his throat. "None of your god damn business," he coughed.
Amy furrowed her brows at his sharp venomous tone. "You were having a nightmare and screaming a name, I'm just trying to help you process it," she defended.
He put the cup of water back on his nightstand. "I can process shit on my own, now get out of my room. I'm fine."
Glaring at him, Amy rose to her feet and walked out of his room as instructed. "So rude…" she muttered under her breath. Once she was gone, he settled back into bed and nestled his head into his pillow, and exhaled a shaky sigh.
•~•
Downstairs, Mighty's cellphone rang as he lounged on the couch. He answered his phone and placed it to his ear. "Hey, how's the trip going?"
On the other end, Mephiles stood outside a gas station on his cellphone as both Knuckles and Manic pumped gas into their vehicles in the background. "So far, not great," he droned. "We had the luxury to run into some crew members of the Suppression squad."
Mighty's eyes widened at the news. "Shit, you guys okay?"
"We're fine," he replied on his end. "We managed to lose them, but now they know we're in their area and we're carrying merchandise. We're fueling up to make it through the rest of the night before reinforcements come after us."
"Okay, well, I'll inform Shadow of the status update."
"Very well, keep vigilant on your end. Now that they know a few of us aren't at the compound the members in the area could strike again."
"Right, keep me posted, man." With that, the two hung up.
•~•
After getting some cigarettes from the gas station, Manic, Knuckles, and Mephiles walked out to their parked bikes but were surprised to see some company lingering near their vehicles. A female yellow mongoose with strikingly beautiful purple hair stood with her back to them as she tried to get the best picture she could with her boyfriend, another yellow mongoose with black hair. Her boyfriend sat on Mephiles' bike trying to strike the best badass pose he could whip up.
"Hurry up, idiot," he seethed through a clenched smile as he grew impatient with her struggling to get the best shot.
She tapped on the screen with her finger. "Hold on, I forgot to put on the flash," she shot back.
"—Need a hand?" Mephiles asked standing directly behind her with his crew.
The female mongoose gasped as she eyed the three of them. "Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry. I-I told him he shouldn't sit on the bikes," she rambled apologetically.
Mephiles waved a hand and looked indifferent by the prospect. "Nonsense, my dear. It's quite alright. Here, allow me." Hesitantly, she handed over the cellphone and Mephiles held it up to get the best shot. His reptilian eyes glanced over to her boyfriend. "You like bikes then?"
The boyfriend nodded as he held a pose, trying to look rugged and badass on the bike. "Yeah, they're wickedly cool." Mephiles took a picture and the snapshot sound effect went off. "Ah, there we go. There's the before," he said handing back the phone to the male and then reached for his helmet planted on the back of his parked bike.
In the meantime, the male mongoose looked down at his picture admiring the shot but was confused on his comment. "Huh, what do you mean before?"
WHACK. The male mongoose flew off the stationary motorcycle after being side-swiped in the face violently with the motorcycle helmet now held in Mephiles' hand.
The female gasped. "Ash!"
Knuckles cringed at the sight of the male mongoose. "Ouch, that's going to hurt tomorrow…"
Manic reached down and picked up the phone and snapped another picture, now of Ash with a bloody nose and mouth. "And there's the after," he smirked darkly.
Ash sat up weakly, glaring up at the dark hedgehog. Mephiles held no intimidation as he stared down at him. "Don't you ever sit on another male's bike you, wannabe lowlife," he pointed venomously.
Ash wiped some of the blood dripping from his nose on the back of his sleeve then looked over to his girl cowering off to the side. "What are you doing just standing there, you dumb bitch? Help me up!" he shouted.
Hesitantly, she went to move in to assist him, but Mephiles blocked her path with an outstretched arm. "That's how you speak to your old lady?" He moved his left leg back and kicked it into the side of his left rib cage. Ash grunted from the assault and stayed still on the floor wheezing for breath. "Get lost, you leech."
Knuckles walked around the guy and hopped into his truck. "Stop wasting time here, let's keep moving," he urged.
Manic and Mephiles mimicked his actions and mounted their own bikes. Mephiles eyed the girl up and down as she stood there, looking lost and unsure of what to do next. "Hey, gorgeous…"
"Me?" she pointed to herself.
He nodded as he clipped on his helmet. "Yes, where are you heading? I'll give you a lift."
She approached him cautiously, feeling her cheeks hot from his compliment. "Uh, nowhere special…"
His eyelids lowered suggestively. "That's quite the coincidence, I've got the same destination," he smiled as charmingly as he could and patted the back seat of his bike. "Hop on, beautiful."
She smiled, feeling butterflies in her stomach from the idea of riding with these complete, yet, attractive strangers. She climbed aboard the back of his bike and put on the spare helmet he handed her. "What's your name, my dear?" he inquired politely as he placed his hands on the bike handles.
"It's Mina," she answered securing her helmet. "What's your name?"
"Mephiles," he replied as he started his engine. "Now, hold on tight." She scooted closer and wrapped her arms around his torso. Mephiles revved his handles and kicked off the kickstand and drove out of the gas station. Knuckles and Manic followed behind him.
Ash stumbled to his feet, holding his injured side as he watched his girlfriend ride off into the night. "Where the hell are you going you good for nothing bitch!? Hey, come back here!" he called. He watched as the two motorcyclists rode off down the road along with the echidna in the truck.
In the background, parked in one of the parking spots, Zonic watched from the comfort of his car. He whipped out his long-distance lens camera and took a few pictures of the three bikers riding off. He'd make sure to continue tailing them. So far, they were making his night quite interesting.
•~•
Back at the house, Amy knocked on Shadow's cracked door before pushing it open. She was holding a first aid kit of fresh bandages, gauze, alcohol, swaps, and gloves. "Sorry to bother you, but I'm going to need to change your bandages," she announced.
Shadow groaned in annoyance. "Do you really have to?"
"If I don't it could get infected," she replied. "You need fresh bandages. Your wound is probably still oozing."
He rolled his eyes. "Fine, get it over with."
"If you think you're going to get rid of me by being a cranky patient, well, I hate to break it to you, Shadow, but I've dealt with plenty of patients just like you," she smiled sweetly just to annoy him further.
He watched as she snapped on her gloves and began to lay out the supplies she'd use on his wound on the table by his bed. "How can you be so disgustingly sweet towards me when I've been nothing but a dick to you?"
"It comes with experience," she answered simply. She lowered the sheets off from covering his upper half revealing his bare upper body. She rested the sheets at his hips and began to carefully peel away the medical tape keeping the gauze secured. Shadow hissed slightly feeling it pull at some hairs surrounding the area. "I've had patients treat me like garbage, throw punches, spit, throw up on me, verbally attack me, but at the end of the day, I'm here to heal my patients. You don't have to like me, but you need to allow me to do my job."
He could only imagine that type of patients she had to put up with. "I see…" He watched as Amy took a bit of cotton and swapped the area with some alcohol to clean the area around the stitching.
Amy discarded the used cotton into a bin behind her. Just then, Amy got a good glance at his bare and toned upper body. She hadn't had much time to really check it out before when she was surgically removing bullet fragments. It was only now that she noticed how well in shape the dark hedgehog upper body was in. However, she also noticed that Shadow's chest was covered in scars of all different variations. Amy shifted her longing glance at checking out his body and focused on patching up his fresh bandages. "I can't help but notice you have a lot of scars. I'm sure there's a story behind each one."
"I've been in a lot of fights throughout my life," he replied easily, without giving out too much information.
She finished taping up the gauze. "Is this your first time being shot?"
"It's my third time," he answered dully. "However, this is the closest I've come to dying. So, again…" his focus shifted from looking her in the eyes. "…Thanks, I guess."
"You're welcome," she took off her gloves and tossed them in the bin. "Well, that's it. We're finished here." She began to collect her things. "If you need anything just holler. I'll be down the hall from-" She paused when she heard him groan in pain. "Hey, what do you think you are doing?" she questioned as she spotted him sat on the edge of the bed trying to stand.
He strained to push himself up to a standing position. "I need to take a piss, calm down, princess."
"Oh, here." She walked over to his dresser and placed her supplies down temporarily. Afterward, she walked over to his bedside. "Let me help you. It's good that you want to walk around. You need to gain your strength back."
He shook his head at her outstretched arms. He swatted her arms away and growled in irritation. "No, get away I can do it on my own."
Amy ignored his disapproval and sat down on the bed next to his left side. She took ahold of his left arm and draped it over her shoulders. She used her other arm to drape behind his back and helped lift him to his feet. Shadow winced feeling a searing pain around his wound. He wobbled slightly still weak from his injuries, but Amy supported him. "Don't worry, I've got you," she smiled.
He got a whiff of her scent and couldn't help but admire how nice she smelled. He could only imagine how he must've smelled in his current state. Shadow shook his head coming out of thoughts of the female and instead shot her another irritated look. "I said I don't need your help," he tried to growl threateningly.
"You're not completely steady yet. Now stop complaining and start walking, mister." Grumbling inaudible words under his breath, Amy and Shadow slowly sauntered out of the bedroom and into the bathroom next door.
Just as Amy was leading Shadow into the bathroom, they spotted Mighty heading up the stairs. "Hey, how's it going?"
"Fine." Amy removed Shadow's arm draped around her and allowed him to enter the bathroom on his own accord.
"I've got it from here," Shadow assured making his way into the bathroom. He held onto the counter and shut the door behind him.
Amy turned to look at the armadillo. "Did you need something?"
"Not really," he smiled. "I actually need to talk to Shadow about some news regarding Mephiles, but I'll wait until he's out."
"Oh, right," she smiled sheepishly realizing it was private information regarding the club. "Then do you mind assisting him back to his room once he's done?"
He placed one hand on his hip. "Yeah, I've got it from here."
Amy walked back to her bedroom and shut the door behind her. Once she was gone, the bathroom door cracked open and Shadow stepped out, holding onto the door frame. "What's up?"
Mighty allowed Shadow to drape an arm over his shoulders. The two of them walked back to the bedroom. "Your brother called. He said they ran into Suppression members on their ride."
"Chaos," Shadow breathed. "Is he alright?"
Mighty helped sit Shadow down on the edge of his bed. "They're fine, they scared them off. He told me they're not taking any more pit stops now. They know we're carrying our supply and could possibly strike again," he explained.
"He's going to need a sanctuary for sure now," Shadow surmised as he settled back into bed.
Mighty draped the sheets back over the weakened hedgehog. "That's what he was saying too. I'll keep you posted on the updates though. For now, just rest and recovery." He stood back upright and left the room.
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Later on, Mephiles, Knuckles, and Manic finally arrived at their destination. Near an exit off the highway, they parked their vehicles out front of a large industrious looking clubhouse. Mina got off from behind Mephiles and he dismounted his bike too. As the two of them took off their helmets, Mina looked at her surroundings curiously. On the side of the building, it read: Brothers of Chaos: Southbound. "What is this place?"
"Don't worry about it, beautiful," Mephiles assured placing his helmet along with hers on the back of his motorcycle. He slung his arm behind her neck and walked with her close to him. "Just stick close to me, don't ask too many questions, and we'll eventually get down to some fun," he smirked suggestively.
After getting out of the truck, Knuckles approached Manic as they watched Mephiles flirt with the naïve mongoose. "He sure loves going for those just out of high school girls, doesn't he?"
Manic placed his helmet on the back of his motorcycle as he caught a glance of Mephiles draping his arm over Mina's shoulder and giving her a quick cuddle. She seemed to like it as she blushed innocently. He made an internal cringe. "Yeah, he'll do anything for some good pussy."
As the four made their way towards the bar, the doors opened up and a middle-aged white biker echidna with black spectacles greeted them. "Mephiles," he grinned with outstretched arms.
Mephiles released his slung arm around Mina and sauntered over to his old friend. "Finitevus, old friend. It's been so long." The two of them embraced momentarily patting each other on the back.
In the distance, Zonic parked his car off the side of the road and continued to snap pictures to obtain plenty of evidence on the biker group. He got a few snaps of the white echidna and Mephiles exchanging handshakes and embraces. He lowered his camera as he watched their next move from the safety of his car.
Once they departed from their friendly embrace, Finitevus gestured for them to enter. "Come in, you must be very tired from your journey." Knuckles and Manic walked in behind Mephiles and Mina hesitantly followed behind her new acquaintances. Once inside, the bar was filled with all different colored echidnas, hedgehogs, bats, armadillos, squirrels belonging to the southside M.C. Some were at the bar getting a drink or socializing, others were playing pool, and some were just watching TV at the high tabletops. Knuckles spotted an old fling lingering in the background. "Oh, Julie-Su," he waved.
The purple echidna noticed him and smiled, waving back, and slowly approached him. "Hey, Knuckles," she smiled.
Finitevus caught the attention of his members by a hand clap. "Attention everyone. We have M.C royalty in the house. I want everyone to make them feel at home." All the members gave a cheer and went back to doing their activities. As they walked further into the building, Finitevus noticed the pretty yellow mongoose with the long purple hair. "Is she your old lady," he whispered to Mephiles, eying her looking out of place in the background.
"No," he replied with a head shake. "She's just a little snack I picked up near the border. The poor thing looked like a deer in headlights so I figured she could be fun for later," he chuckled with a soft side jab of the elbow.
Finitevus chuckled. "I hear, you, brother."
"—Whoa, and who the heck is that piece of ass?" The two leaders heard Manic exclaim nearby. They turned and spotted him lay eyes set on a beautiful female at the other end of the room.
Finitevus and Mephiles looked in the same direction only to spot what he coveted. It was a beautiful orange, female echidna wearing a skintight black leather one-piece suit. She was leaning against the bar with her ass sticking out most enticingly. She had her quills in an updo showcasing her beautiful tribal looking stripes in her dreads. Her lavender eyes focused on the screen behind the bar as she watched a local sports game. "Ah, you have your eye on Shade, hm?" Finitevus hummed. "She usually goes for $1200 an hour."
All of the hope and optimism drained from Manic's face after hearing the price range. There was no way he'd be able to afford that. "Aww, man…"
"However…" Finitevus continued and placed his hand on the green hedgehog's shoulder. "For you, she's in the house. Go have fun, young lad."
Manic's eyes beamed in excitement. "Really?"
Finitevus placed his fingers to his lips and whistled catching the girl's attention. "Shade, come over here and meet, Manic."
Shade sauntered over to Manic and exchanged a hand. "Nice to meet you," she smiled seductively.
He kissed the top of her hand. "I'd like to get to know you more in private, if ya know what I mean, baby girl?" he said flashing a grin. She giggled and led him off. The two wandered off to the back rooms of the club for some fun.
Unbeknownst to them, Mina had wandered over to Mephiles and Finitevus after feeling quite awkward. She didn't really know anyone here and was starting to have second thoughts about tagging along with the strange bikers. Finitevus caught her uncomfortableness and flagged over another female. This time it was a red female echidna. "Misty-Re," Finitevus began. "This girl is with Mephiles, take her under your wing and show her around."
Misty-Re nodded, understanding her assignment. "Of course." She looked over to Mina who looked even more nervous. "Come on, sweetheart. Let me show you around."
Mephiles and Finitevus sat down at the bar together and were served some beer. They clinked their glasses together and threw back a gup of the cold substance. "So, what type of business are we getting down to today."
"Well, as you're aware, we've got an A.T.F agent sniffing around in Mercia. It'll only be a short time before reinforcements come. Since our feud with the Suppression seems to be increasing, we have no warehouse at the moment to assemble and distribute our guns. We were hoping you could help us store them somewhere out here until we get a buyer."
"Yes, my condolences to your old warehouse…" Finitevus stroked his chin in thought. "You know our business out here is prostitution—but I do happen to have a strip club a few miles away. It has a huge basement and I could allow you to store them there for the time being," he suggested. "But only for a bit."
Mephiles nodded with a grin at the offer. "Perfect. This will only be a temporary solution; I assure you we'll be out of your hair in no time."
In another part of the room, Misty-Re and Mina shared a cocktail together. The two sat at a high tabletop bar with some martinis. "So, are you Mephiles' old lady?" Misty-Re questioned curiously.
Mina shook her head. "No, we just met tonight actually."
She shot the girl a look of pity. "Oh, I see, well, that explains a lot."
Mina took another sip of her drink. "So, how long have you been with these guys?" Mina inquired curiously.
She smirked and lowered her eyelids suggestively. "Sweetheart, I've been here for three years."
Mina seemed impressed by the reveal. "Which one is your boyfriend then?" Mina asked, glancing around the room.
"Well, none of them yet," she answered, fiddling with her glass. "But I'm just waiting for one of them to realize what a great gal I am and to make me their old lady," she stated confidently.
Back at the bar, Finitevus was noticing Mephiles start to fade. He had traveled all through the night, and fatigue was beginning to strike. He placed a hand on his shoulder. "Now that we have our deal underway, I suggest you get your rest. You've had an adventurous day, take the back room on the left."
Mephiles raised a brow. "Are you sure? I don't want to impose."
Finitevus shook his head and pushed his spectacles up the bridge of his nose. "I insist."
Mephiles finished his beer and placed the glass down on the counter. "In that case, I'll see you in a few hours." The white echidna watched as Mephiles walked in Misty-Re and Mina's direction. The dark hedgehog stopped at their table and eyed his girl. "Come on, darling, let's have some fun."
Mina hopped off her seat and exchanged an excited glance to Misty-Re. "Have fun kids," Misty sang and waved as she watched Mephiles slip his arm around Mina's waist and guide her off down the hall.
Mephiles opened the bedroom door and led the stray female inside. Once in privacy, Mephiles grabbed Mina by the hips and pulled her flush against him. She blushed from his forwardness and stared up into his reptilian eyes and blushed. "Are you frightened of me?" he whispered.
She smiled wryly. "Just a bit, you are a little intimidating, but also very mysterious in a sexy type of way," she admitted. "Normally you're not my type…"
"Not your type, hm?" His right hand came up next to her face and stroked it, and he leaned his face in closer, resting his forehead against hers. She could smell the mixture of leather, cigarettes, and alcohol looming between them. "Let's see if I can change that opinion tonight." He closed his eyes and brought her into a heated kiss. His hand, once caressing her face, slipped down to the side of her neck. Mina moaned into the kiss feeling the heat intensify between them. Mephiles' other free hand remained on her hip, giving occasional small squeezes.
Mina felt his tongue roam inside her mouth, gently dancing with her own. Eventually, she felt Mephiles begin to back her up slowly. Her butt bumped into a dresser directly behind her. Mephiles pried his mouth away from hers and directed it to the side of her neck, giving soft nips and open mouth kisses along with it. Mina kept her eyes closed as he got her further into the mood. Both his hands went down her backside and stopped at her ass. He carefully cupped a feel of her perky ass and then one hand slipped towards the front. Mina rested her hands on his shoulders, as she felt him stroke her opening through her panties under her short skirt. His index and middle finger coaxed at the fabric keeping her vagina covered. They stroked in a soft back and forth manner sensually. Mina gasped as she eventually felt his finger move past the fabric and dip into her hot core. Mephiles smirked at her heated face as he felt her hot insides and slickness coat his long fingers.
Mina found herself leaning in closer to him and stood on her tippy toes as he sunk his fingers deeper and deeper inside her. Her hands gripped onto his leather cut as she felt the heightened sensation. "Mep—Mephiles," she moaned softly. Mephiles leaned his mouth near her ear and licked along with it softly. She found it rather strange for him to do something like that, but at the same time, it felt rather nice in combination.
"Almost there," he quickened his speed, going up a notch. He moved his fingers in a come-hither motion making the sensation unbearable. Mina cried out as she felt a rush of a release and came all over his fingers. She felt her heart racing as she collected herself. Mephiles removed his fingers from between her legs and sniffed them. Mina watched as he inhaled her scent before allowing his tongue to lick off her essence. "Delicious," he hissed. "Now, take your shirt off," he ordered.
She blinked a few times. "What?"
"Take it off," he repeated more sternly. Mina didn't argue and took off her tank top and let it drop to the floor, leaving her only in her bra, skirt, and soiled panties. "Now the skirt," he pointed. Mina felt so embarrassed yet thrilled by his alpha personality and authoritative stance. She pulled down her skirt leaving her in her black bra and matching bikini panties. His right hand reached above her and landed on top of her silky purple head. He gently eased her down onto her knees onto the floor. Mina watched as he unbuckled his pants before her and whipped out his hardened dick. It stuck out erect and proud only a few inches in front of her face. "Your turn, my dear."
Mina reached out and took his erection into her hand and began to pump it. She squeezed at different parts before finally enveloping it in her mouth. Mephiles looked down at the young girl watching as her head bobbed forward and backward as she took more of his length into her mouth. "Yes," he hissed in pleasure.
Her hot mouth engulfed his engorged member making him feel a shiver run down his spine. He pressed his back against the dresser, and let his head fall back, and closed his eyes. He let his mind wander to other things. He thought back to what he had told Amy Rose earlier. He had meant it when he told her he would thank her in other methods of payment other than cash, however, she didn't seem as receptive to the idea. Oh, how he wished he could place her on a countertop and eat out her sweet little pussy and make her cry out into ecstasy and beg for mercy. As he allowed his mind to daydream, he winced as Mina began to deepthroat him. He imagined Amy sucking him off instead of this hitchhiker slut he had picked up off the side of the road. He gasped and grabbed the top of her head, holding her in place as he dumped his load into her mouth. Mina shut her eyes as she felt his hot seed flood into her mouth. After a few moments, he pulled out his cock from her mouth and panted looking down at the young girl. Mina swallowed his semen and wiped the corners of her mouth. "Good girl," he praised patting the top of her head like a mere dog.
•~•
Later that evening, back in Mercia, Amy knocked on Shadow's door before opening it up. Shadow had been taking a little snooze when he cracked his eyes open after the sudden knock. "What now?"
"It's been a while since you last ate, and I figured you might be hungry." She walked further into his room carrying a tray with a plate of food, silverware, and some water. "This was made a few hours ago, but I reheated it. It should still be good."
Shadow winced as he sat up to get a better look at the meal. "What is that?"
She placed the standing tray over his lap. "It's lasagna and based on the reviews I've heard downstairs, it's a hit."
Shadow got a whiff of its hot scent. He could smell the fresh mozzarella cheese, freshly grated parmesan, ricotta, beef, creamy tomato sauce, oregano, basil, and Italian seasoning. It smelled absolutely fantastic, but he hesitated for a moment. "Who made it, Mighty?" He reached for the silverware as took a seat beside his bed. "Because that guy cannot cook."
"No, I did," she stated proudly.
He blinked in surprise, but also looked skeptical. "You can cook?"
She nodded. "Yes, I adore cooking." He cut into his lasagna and took a bite and chewed it for a few moments. Amy waited patiently to hear his thoughts. "Well?"
"Damn," he muttered under his breath. It tasted like he had eaten a bite of heaven. The meat was cooked perfectly, the sauce danced on his tongue, and the combination of cheeses blew his taste buds away. The herbs were prominent but not overpowering. It was like a perfect synchronized dance in his mouth.
Amy's eyes widened and she blinked in befuddlement. "What's wrong?"
"Is this fresh pasta?"
She nodded. "Yes, I made It earlier this morning when you were asleep."
He swallowed another bite. "And you made the sauce from scratch, too?"
"Uh-huh," she smiled. She leaned back in her chair and crossed her arms over her chest. "You're a fan of cooking yourself, too, aren't you?"
He cut off another piece. "I can cook far superior to this, but it is pretty good for your standards, I guess."
"Thanks for the back-handed compliment..." Amy stood up and rolled her eyes before sauntering back towards his bedroom door. "But I'd like to see how your cooking tastes. Once you've recovered, I'd like to try your lasagna in comparison," she challenged.
He scoffed with a smirk. "I'm sure you would…"
•~•
Back with Mephiles and Mina, the two were now getting into the thick of it. Now both completely nude, Mephiles had Mina on the bed in doggy style as he pounded into her from behind. He kept his hands planted firmly on either side of her hips as he thrust into her behind with only the sounds of his balls smacking her pussy, her pussy juices sloshing in a musical anthem, and her soft cries of ecstasy. Right now, the sex was satisfying to pass the time. The girl's walls were tightening around his thick cock with every thrust and from his perspective, the view wasn't too bad either.
"Shit," he cursed feeling himself getting close.
"Don't—don't stop," she begged. "I-I, I can't think."
He did a few more powerful strides before shooting another load into her. Mephiles stopped and looked at her yellow perky ass and gave it a hard slap, making her cry out again. "Aah!"
He pulled out and she fell forward onto the bed. Mephiles panted himself and flopped down onto the bed beside her and placed his arms behind his head as he stared up at the ceiling. "How was it, my lovely little minx?"
Mina rolled over and cuddled up next to him. "I think I could get used to this," she smiled at him with half-lidded eyes.
Outside the clubhouse, Zonic was still doing his stakeout by watching the movements of the president and his club members. He snapped a few last pictures after having been able to see most of their graphic hook up through the open blinds of their window. Once he was done, he took a flask out from the inside of his jacket took a few hits from it.
•~•
The next morning at the clubhouse, Gadget walked up the stairs just he spotted Shadow making his way out of the bathroom on his own. "Hey, V.P, how's the recovery going?"
"Just peachy." Shadow placed a hand to his bandaged side while his other hand braced the door frame to stabilize him. "It could be worse though. Thankfully, I can feel my strength returning."
"Good to hear," he smiled. "I assume Ms. Amy is taking adequate care of you? Because I must say, she's a fantastic cook. Did you try her home-made lasagna last night?" he questioned eagerly.
"She's taking care of me alright…" he scoffed under his breath answering his first question. "And yes, I did try her lasagna and it was," he paused briefly trying to find the right adjective to describe it. "…Alright," he replied in annoyance, not wanting to admit it was more than just good.
Gadget tilted his head in confusion. "Excuse me for all the questions, sir, but why do you detest Ms. Rose so much?"
His brows furrowed towards the young wolf. "Because she can't be trusted. Everyone here is too accepting of her. It seems like I'm the only one who questions her loyalty and purpose for joining our club."
Gadget rubbed the back of his neck uncomfortably. "Yes, it appears so. Everyone is aware of your unacceptance towards her." He pulled out his smartphone and started swiping the screen. "However, I must conclude that she is a very kind girl. If she is hiding anything, you'd be able to figure it out fairly quickly."
Shadow's countenance brightened at the idea especially as he watched the tech-savvy biker swipe away on his phone. "You're right, now that you mention it…"
Gadget looked up from his smartphone, suddenly regretful of his words. He placed his hands up apologetically and flailed them in front of him knowing where this conversation was headed. He could see the gears grinding in Shadow's head as he stared back at him. "Oh my, no. Please, sir. Don't make me do this."
"Rookie, I'm giving you your next assignment. I want you to research and find any type of dirt you can. I want to see if she has any type of criminal record, arrests, court cases, anything," he specified.
Gadget sighed and pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose and bowed his head. "Very well, sir."
•~•
The next morning, Mina woke up feeling refreshed and rejuvenated. She walked out of the room and wandered the clubhouse to find it quite telling by the scene. It seemed like the party had gone all through the night and into the early hours of the morning. There were barely dressed girls all strewn about the club. Some of them were passed out on top of tables, others were lying on the floor, along with the couches, or bar tops. The males of the club looked like they had a pretty good time too. They were knocked out all over the place as well. Mina continued walking further into the bar area and made a face of disgust as she caught a whiff of vomit, spilled beer, weed, and alcohol mingling in the air. Suddenly she spotted another sober and coherent individual trying to tidy up the place. "Oh, morning, Mina," Misty-Re smiled politely.
Mina waved back. "Good morning Misty-Re."
Misty-Re leaned over and picked up more empty beer bottles tossed on the floor. "Did you sleep well?" she questioned with a sly smirk.
Mina blushed as she recalled her hook up with Mephiles last night. It had been better than she had expected. "Oh, yes. Speaking of which, where is he? He wasn't in bed when I woke up."
Misty-Re walked behind the bar and placed the bottles into a recyclable bin. "I think he's out back having a cigarette with Finitevus. They're both early birds."
Suddenly, Manic sauntered out from down the hall with outstretched arms above his head. His mouth parted wide as he let out a loud yawn. "Man, that was just what I needed. Getting laid really puts a pep in your step. I feel like I could conquer the world."
"Good to hear most of us enjoyed ourselves," Mephiles interjected as he and Finitevus re-entered the building from the back.
Manic showcased a sleazy smile. "Hell yeah, man." He walked over and patted Finitevus on the shoulder. "Thanks for hooking me up, Fin. It was sick."
Finitevus gave a coy smile and chuckled lowly. "You are my guest. I need to make sure everyone is taken care of."
Out of nowhere, the front doors burst opened and Knuckles came running in out of breath. He placed his hands on his bent knees as all eyes laid on him. "Suppression…coming!" he wheezed.
"They don't come out this far..." Finitevus looked surprised by the reveal. "What did you do?"
"Nothing." Knuckles power walked towards them. "I was out on a ride to grab a bite to eat. I passed them at a diner, and they started following me back. I was trying to outrun them, but they kept pursuing me!"
Finitevus glanced out the front window not seeing anyone there at the moment. He'd knew they'd be there shortly. "How much time do we have?"
"At most a minute," he replied with a vague assumption.
Realizing this was a crucial life or death moment, Finitevus brought his fingers to his mouth and let out a sharp whistle which brought even the dead back to life from its shrill sharpness. In the bar area, all heads snapped to alert, and bodies began to shuffle to life around the room. "Listen up! I need all men to the front line immediately, grab a gun and get ready to fight," he instructed.
Quickly and without questions, the club members scrambled to their feet and ran about in all different directions. Males wandered around the room looking for clothing items or headed to the back to grab a weapon. Finitevus watched as his men fall into typical routine. Misty-Re and Julie-Su rushed over to their boss. "What can we do?" Julie-Su asked frantically.
"You two gather the other girls and get them out back in the garage." He reached behind his back and pulled out a pistol and handed it to Julie. "Protect the girls at all costs."
Misty-Re and Julie-Su exchanged looks before following orders. Misty-Re rushed over and grabbed Mina by the arm and guided her out the back behind the bar. Mina didn't argue and followed the two females in their rushed pace. "What's going on?"
"Suppression Squad," she answered. "They're a rival biker club and they're here for nothing good."
"Can't you just talk to them?" Mina inquired, still lost on the implications. Julie-Su opened the back door and pulled Mina outside by the arm.
Julie-Su scoffed. "They don't have time to talk things out. That's not really their style." She stopped and placed her hands on Mina's shoulder and looked her straight in the eye. "Now, I want you and the other girls to head into this garage," she gestured with a head nod. Mina looked to her right and spotted the large metal garage connected to the clubhouse.
She clasped her hands together anxiously. "But why?"
"No more questions just go!" she shouted.
Misty-Re remained at the back door of the clubhouse holding the door open. "Come on, ladies, let's go!" she hustled. A flock of prostitutes flocked towards the open garage and hid inside.
Back up front, the guys were loading up their rifles or automatic weapons. Knuckles glanced out the front window and saw the group of bikers roar up the hill. "They're here!"
Outside, twelve Suppression members halted their bikes right in front of the clubhouse. Zonic, who had taken a break and taken a short nap inside his car, was startled by the roaring engines of motorcycles and stirred awake. He raised his black aviators and squinted his eyes as he witnessed the group of males whip all assorted types of arms out. Thankfully, he was at the other corner of the street parked behind some trees. "What the hell?" he muttered. Quickly, he reached for his camera and whipped it out.
Suddenly, Zonic watched in awe from the safety of his vehicle as to the Suppression members and the Brothers of Chaos Southside had a huge shoot out with each other. Hiding behind buildings, parked vehicles, and trees, the gang members fought radically to take out as many of each other as possible.
Zonic continued to shoot photos to use as evidence as he watched the battle go down. Before he realized it, the Suppression members retreated on their bikes leaving as soon as they arrived. He was pretty sure a few of them had been wounded but none of them had perished surprisingly. Lowering his camera from his face, his mouth remained gaped. "…And just what in the hell was that all about?"
•~•
A few minutes later, Mina and the other girls came out from their hiding position. A bit shook, Mina stumbled out of the garage and stared at the building and other parts of the clubhouse that had been riddled with bullets. She had heard plenty of the shoot out from within the garage and was not coming to realize just how dangerous these males really were.
Julie-Su walked over and stared at Mina. "You okay?"
"Y-yeah, I just need to make a quick call," she excused before hurrying off inside.
Shrugging in her response, Julie-Su regrouped with the other males to see what damage they had sustained. "Any fatalities?"
Finitevus shook his head. "None thankfully. A few of our guys were injured but they'll live."
•~•
Later on, with the south side crew, Mephiles and his boys were gearing up to head back to Mercia. "Are you sure you don't need us to stay a bit longer?" Mephiles offered. "After all, they could return."
Finitevus shook his head. "It's alright, brother, we've got it handled here. Go home and return to Shadow. Knowing him, he's probably worried sick about you while lying in bed."
The dark hedgehog nodded. "Knowing him, yes," he chuckled. "I'll have the Rookie swing by for more protection if you need it," he offered.
Finitevus gave him a pat on the shoulder. "I appreciate it."
Out of the corner of their eye, the two presidents spotted a red and black Street Sporter roll up off the side of the road. Running out the front door of the club, the two males watched as Mina rushed over to the mysterious biker and climbed aboard the back of the bike. The biker riding the vehicle turned his head and Mephiles was able to see through the visor that it was the same male mongoose from the gas station that he had hit.
Finitevus eyed the other president with confusion. "Wasn't she with you?"
Mephiles shook his head as he watched Mina wrap her arms around Ash as he took off down the street. He could care less about the girl. He had gotten what he wanted. "Nah, as I said, she was just pussy. Now, let's go home."