Chapter 3
I'm back! Welcome to chapter 3 of 'For Life'. In this one, will be when the Club gets more members. I have most quirks planned and who will join. There will be 12 main members besides the originals and the rest will be just be followers. Also, not all will be related to the BC. And with all that said, let's start the story!
Legend:
"Talking."
'Thinking...'
"Demonic Voice"
Chapter 3: I Want YOU!
"Any idea on where to start, Prince?" Karl asked Prince as they were hidden in an alleyway thinking their plan of action.
"I say we should start in the slums and then go escalating. Not go looking for big shots but instead people looking to leave a mark. Whatcha say?"
Karl shrugged "If it is fine for you, it is fine by me." He then smirked "And I think I know the perfect guy to start with."
Prince raised an eyebrow as Karl got out of the alleyway and towards their possible first recluit.
*A 'Hospital'... Prince wants to say*
"Hey Andrew! How are ya doing man!?" Karl asked getting into the office of what seemed to be the only doctor of that 'hospital'.
Andrew, a tall man with a goatee grinned as he hugged Karl. "Hey Chad, or have to call you 'Karl'?" He asked sarcastically as he laughed.
Karl rolled his eyes with a smile "For security reasons, Karl. But enough 'bout me! Prince here has an offer for ya."
Andrew looked at Prince that walked to him, hands in his pockets and a smirk on his face. Andrew pointed at him "Prince Devitt. The guy from Bullet Club?"
"That one. And I have an offer for you." Andrew raised an eyebrow and let Prince continue "What you say about joining BC?"
Andrew eyes went wide "Me? Join you guys? Aren't I a little too old for gang things?"
Prince scoffed and Karl grinned "You can't be too old to do what you love. And I bet you love being a doctor. If you join us, you will have an actual place to operate. Not... whatever that closet was. So, what you say? Doc?"
Andrew thought about it, before nodding with a grin. Prince grinned "Excellent! Welcome aboard, Doc!"
And so, Doc Gallows joined Bullet Club.
Quirk, Operator: Ability to separate any limbs and reorganize them as he wishes. Excelent for medical purposes and for torture.
*Streets*
"Okay, now I am lost." Karl said and Prince nodded.
"We had been looking for hours and we only managed to get Doc. This will get boring."
"Oi! You brats! Come back here!" They heard a man scream as two teens around Prince age passed across them and his in an alleyway. The two Bullet Club members looked at the apparent brothers and they begged to for them to keep silence. Prince smirked as the man passed by them.
"Had... you two... see some similar brats."
Prince nodded "That way." He pointed to the opposite direction were the kids were hidden and the man nodded and went that way.
After making sure he was far away Prince smirked "He's gone!" The brothers came out and the black-haired one sighed.
"Phew! That was a close one. Thanks man. Name's Matt."
The other raised his hand "Nick."
"Well, now that we are introducing each other, I am Karl and the boss here is Prince." At those names the brother eyes widen.
"Like... Prince Devitt from Bullet Club?" Matt asked and Prince nodded.
"I guess so. Unless there is another."
Nick gulped "So... we didn't steal from you guys, did we?"
"Nah, I don't think so. Otherwise Fale might already crushed you. We are actually looking for members." Karl said and Matt smirked.
"Well, then you have two right here."
"Matt!"
"C'mon! We need some help and joining a gang might help us."
"Maybe you are right..."
"He is." Prince said "If you join us, you will have our protection and we will help you make bigger bucks. So what you say?"
The brothers shared a look before grinning.
And the Young Bucks, Nick and Matt Jackson joined the Club.
Quirk, Leg Force: Both carry this quirk, that allows them to have super strenght only in their legs, making them faster, jump higher and kick really, really hard.
*Smith's Dry Clean*
"Tyson! Costumers!"
"Yeah Mom! I heard the bell too!"
"I am having second thoughts about this, Prince." Karl said and Prince nodded slowly.
"He has a useful quirk, we might use it after all."
A teen around Prince age came to the counter, he had curly blonde hair with black parts. He was also wearing gloves. "Hey, welcome to Smith's Dry Clean. In what can we help you?"
"Tyler, I guess?" Prince said and Tyler nodded.
"Ehm, yeah? So?" Prince smirked.
"Well, Tyler we came to offer you a job. Had you heard of Bullet Club?" Tyler's eyes widen at that and Prince expected him to ask what they want with him but was quite surprised with Tyler answer.
"Yeah! Matt and Nick called me about you guys. Hey, can I join?" Karl and Prince shared a look before Karl grinned.
"Sure! We came for that. Welcome to BC."
"Yeah!" Tyler took off his apron and threw it to the ground "Okay, now let's leave before the witch discover I am gone." He said with a smirk and the three left the store.
After their escape, Kenny Omega joined the Club.
Quirk, Cleaner: Ability to clean absolutely everything, from clothes, to money and even memories.
*Iron Fist Gym*
"This guy is intense." Karl said and Prince smirked.
"Just what we need." They went close to the short, kind of fat man that was jabbing a boxing bag.
He noticed and stopped. "Who are you two? If you came here to told me too lose my next fight, let me tell you now that-"
"Wow, wow. Relax tiger. We came in peace." Prince said raising his hands. "I am Prince, and he is Karl. And you?"
"Joel." The man said "And what the hell does Bullet Club want with me?"
"You." Karl said and Joel raised a brow.
"Let me explain. We are recruiting members and we wanted you to join." Prince said and Joel nodded before laughing.
"No thanks. I don't like orders."
Prince shrugged "Then you won't have good fights." Joel looked at him confused.
"What you mean?"
"We get not in fights, in wars. And we know how much you like a good, one on one brawl. So, if you join, we promise a lot of thoses."
Joel seemed to think about it. He smirked, grabbed a towel and wrapped it around his shoulders. "So, do you have a gym?"
And Samoa Joe, joined the ranks.
Quirk, Carbon Fiber: Can turn parts of his body into Carbon Fiber which gives him a better attack and defense without losing speed.
*Vanilla Unicorn*
"Oooooh, Bullet Club. And you want me to join?" Yujiro Takahashi asked and Prince nodded as Karl was too busy admiring the women working in the club.
"Pretty much. I think you would fill the role of treasurer of the Club. After all, you seem to know how to run a bussines."
Yujiro nodded with a grin "Y'know what Prince? I am in. Why not? I am too old and I need some fun in my life."
And the Tokyo Pimp joined.
Quirk, Pheromones: Can make any weak-minded woman follow him.
*Zotano Bar*
"I don't know, your highness. Why should I, join you?" Patrick Clark, a black-skinned man with hair sticking upwards asked.
"Well, we have resources and-" Prince started and Patrick placed a finger in his lips shutting him up.
"No, what will I, win if I join you?"
"I don't know. Whatever you want?" Karl said and Patrick smiled slightly.
"Oh? Whatever, I want?"
"Well, except for me." Karl quickly added and Patrick scoffed.
"Don't give yourself much credit. I would think about you when if I was drunk. No, what I want, is spotlight."
Prince smirked. "Well, BC has a lot of it now. And we are willing to share with our important members."
Patrick simply smiled at him as he stood up. "Well, your highness. Where is the club house?"
And the Velveteen Dream, joined them.
Quirk, Sleep Powder: Releases a powerful gas that makes people fall at sleep.
*NightJar Bar*
"Thank you everyone! We are Fozzy and we hope you enjoyed the show!" Christopher Irvine said as he and his band walked to the back of the bar to get their things ready. He had long blonde hair and shiny clothes.
"Christopher?" He heard behind him to see two guys in leather.
He grinned "Yeah? Fans? Want an autograph?"
"Nah. We actually came for you." The bald one said and Christopher eyes widen.
"Wow! Look, I almost have the money! Tell your boss too-"
"Wow, wow! What are you talking about?" The green-haired one asked and Christopher raised a brow.
"You are not from the Yakuza?"
"No. We are from Bullet Club." Christopher nodded.
"Okay. And how that's better that the Yakuza?"
"Because we don't want to take your money?" The bald one asked and Jericho nodded.
"Fair enough. So, what you want with me?"
"Well, I guess you want to make your band get into a bigger level, right?" Christopher nodded and the green-haired grinned "Great! Here's our offer; you join us and we will make sure that you will play in the Tokyo Dome one day."
Christopher remained in silence before grinning. "Alright, Baby! Where do I sign?"
And Chris Jericho joined the Club.
Quirk, Wall Breaker: Can hack into any system, including cars, computers, phones, radios, etc.
*Runnels' Enterprises*
"I am in." Cody Runnels said and the two BC members blinked.
"We haven't said anything yet." Prince said and Cody shrugged.
"Yeah, but this company is almost as dead as my father... so, I guess that you need an income, right?" Both nodded "Well, you help me safe this company, and I'll give you some budget for you to make your little activities."
"With one condition. You must join the fun from time to time." Prince said and Cody nodded.
"Fair enough, boss."
Prince smirked "Please, call me Prince."
And so, Cody Rhodes joined.
Cody Quirk, Nightmare: He expels a gas from his palm, that makes the victim see his worst nightmares.
*Charm Bar*
Karl went crashing against a wall as he held his chest in pain. "Goddammit woman..."
The orange-haired woman that threw him was still drinking form her beer. "Don't interrupt my drink again. Or I'll break your arm."
"I think some ribs are broken..."
Prince sat next to her that eyed him from the corner of her eye "Didn't hear me or do you have stupidity in your ears?"
"Hey, relax. We only came to drink but... after seeing you, we have an offer for you."
"Prince... don't..."
"An offer?" The teen asked raising a brow. "What offer?"
Prince smirked "Ever heard of Bullet Club? We are recruiting for it."
The woman smiled as she looked to the side "And why should I join you? Unless there is some way to prove that I am worth, not interested."
"Well, you would be one of the core members. So, you would appear in camera when we do some attack."
"Camara? What is this now? A reality?"
Prince smirked "Hey, you are the one wanting to show her worth. What better way that scaring the living shit out of everyone."
The woman smiled as she nodded "Very well. Name's Rebecca by the way."
"And I am doomed..." Karl muttered from his spot.
And so, Becky Lynch joined.
Quirk, Destroyer: If she pushes something with her quirk, it will be destroyed. The more strenght she puts, the more harm will be done.
*Alleyway*
"So, you want my services?" Martin Scrull asked. He was wearing a tailor-made suit, round glasses and in his hand, he had an umbrella.
"Well, if that's your way to say that we want you to join, then yeah." Prince said and Martin nodded.
"I see. Then why should a great villain like myself, join a small group as yours?"
Karl raised a brow "Y'know, you are the one that asked us to join in the first place. We didn't know that you were a villain."
"You know what? Fuck you! I worked really hard in this and I am not going to let you ruin this to me!" Martin snapped and Prince smirked.
"Relax. So, why you want to join?"
"Well, my family is of villains, and I still aren't one or at least recognized. So I want to follow their steps." Martin explained and Prince nodded.
"Good by me."
"Yeah, I don't see a problem." Karl added.
And the Villain, Marty Scrull, joined.
Quirk, Fake Reality: Ability to create strong illusions capable to give heart attacks to the victim.
*Cuba Café*
"Bullet Club? What do you want with me?" Ramon Gonzales asked as they were sat on a table talking.
"Well, we wanted to recruit you." Karl said and Ramon scoffed.
"Listen to me chico, why would I join ese club, without knowing what would I win for risking my life."
"Well, what do you want?" Prince asked and Ramon smirked.
"Oro chico. Gold. That's what I want."
"Sure. We are going to have a lot of that so you can a good part." Prince said and Ramon chuckled.
"If that's the case, I'll join Principe."
And Razor Ramon joined the Club.
Quirk, Razor Edge: Can make parts of his body into blades. Like forearms and knees.
*The Bullet Proof Club House*
Prince was satisfied. In the short time of 2 months, he and Karl managed to make a small army of the club. There were 16 main members and the rest were soldiers. He looked at those members that were reunited in the newly made conference room.
"Alright, now that we are all here, we need to think together as a team. We are not only individuals now, we are part of the club. If you have any idea, on how to help the club, say it. It can be to gain more reputation or money."
He looked how the members of the club started to talk between each other and smirked.
This will make them big.
And done! That was one long chapter. Okay, before you say anything about Hangman and Chase not being in, let me explain. I was planning on adding more members in the future and then I will put them in. Probably after the USJ or Sports Festival. Okay? We cool? We cool. And that's all! Remember to leave your Review that it helps my motivation, PM me for any doubts or suggestions, Follow and Favorite me and the story for any updates or new stories.
Till Next Time.
Roy D. Harper.
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