Natural Disaster

I don't own any of the SOA characters.

A/N I forgot to put in the summary that there will be a death of one of the major characters in this story. So if you review this story, let me know which one you think it may be and how they die. You might be surprised at the end who it is.

"Right you go first." Piney said to Juice.

"What?"

"Tell me something about your childhood or family."

Juice groaned, he really didn't want to talk about his family and 'shitty' childhood but Piney was not going to let him get out of it.

"OY... I mean it... you go first." he insisted. "What do your parents do?"

"Mum did all sorts of jobs...waitress in a diner...cleaner...seamstress in a sweatshop. Whatever would bring some money in."

Well she had until the meth had started to destroy her.

"And your dad?"

"That's a 2nd queston... Your turn now."

"No it's not, I asked what your parents did? Not parent."

"Dad didn't do much, just drank away the money that mum brought in...he occasionally got work but not that often."

Again he wasn't going to tell Piney the truth about his dad, he hated lying to Piney but he didn't ever want anyone finding out the truth about his dad. It was true that the man was a drunk but he was also a pimp and drug dealer, in fact it was his dad who had got his mum hooked on Meth.

"I've answered you question now its your turn."

"Ok, What do you want to know?"

"Why was the MC started in the first place?"

"Well as you should already know, it was started by nine guys, myself being one of the them, we had all just returned from Vietnam and we were disgusted at the way the American people had turned on those of us who had been fighting. We wanted somewhere where we belonged, with other guys who could understand what we had gone through and not judge us, like everyone else was doing and then turning their backs on us." Piney told him.

"Right question number 2 for you Juice, any brothers and sisters?"

"Four younger, three sisters and a brother,"

"Names?"

Letitia... Maria...Emilio and Rosita."

FLASHBACK

He thought back to his childhood and how it had fallen to him to bring his younger siblings up, his parents had been largely 'non hands on' and it had fallen on his young shoulders to try and bring the younger ones up. Not easy when his parents were mostly absent or if they had been there, well he shuddered to think about those times. He had been told by his dad that it was his job to keep the younger ones quiet when he was home, he didn't want to hear a noise out of them, if he did he had always told Juice he would take his belt to him and he had done so on more than one occassion when Juice had been unable to keep the younger ones quiet.

Juice had found it difficult sometimes to keep his younger siblings quiet and also fed. His parents often had left them with no money and he had often had to steal in order to be able to feed them, he remembered one time when he had been caught and the police had called his parents. He had tried to lie to them at first when they had asked him his name but one of the officers had known who his dad was and called him.

When his dad had got to the station he played the part of the concerned parent, lamenting to the officers how ashamed he was that his son was nothing but a 'thief'. Telling them that he couldn't understand why Carlos was the way he was, the Officers had sympathised with him, tellling him that sometimes kids were just bad and that it wasn't his fault. They had all been fooled by his concerned and embarassed father act and allowed him to take Carlos home after he had said he would give his son a good talking to.

As soon as his dad had got him home, he hadn't talked to him, he had thrown him into the bedroom that he had shared with his younger siblings, taken off his belt and had beaten him within an inch of his life! When his dad had been killed a few weeks later in a drug raid, gone bad Juice had been glad, he had hated him.

Life was still hard for him and his siblings but at least they didn't have to worry about being beaten for the smallest thing but that was before his mum had met Pedro and brought him with her. At first he had seemed ok but the more he became involved with his mum the more he started to take an interest in her kids.

END FLASHBACK

Juice looked over at Piney and noticed that the old guy had dozed off, 'Thankgod' he thought, I don't have to answer any more questions about my family'. He felt like dozing off aswell and let his eyes shut, at least asleep he wouldn't feel the pain that he was in, his head hurt where it was pounding after the blow he had taken to it when the ceiling had collapsed and he had a lot off pain in his side. It had felt like when he had been stabbed one time, a throbbing pain that wouldn't go away and his side felt damp, like he was lying in liquid of some kind but he was unable to check what it was.

Had Juice been able to reach around to his side and investigate what the liquid was he would have seen that the liquid was red in colour, like blood. In fact it was blood... his! Slowly dripping out of a deep wound on his side.

A/N. Please review once you have read, it is appreciated and gives me a boost to update more, when people let me know what they think.