The Silent Daughter

by ks vamp girl

Hunter lost her father and her mother at a young age. Her father was killed right in front of her by Mayans. The last thing her father ever gave her ,was his kutte, and she swore one day she would wear it with pride. When she turned 18 she was trained by Quinn , a nomad sons member, and never looked back. A transfer to the mother charter may through her head first into the drama.

2. Previously

The Silent Daughter

Sons of Anarchy fanfic

Chibs/Oc

Summary

I don't own the sons of anarchy or any of its characters. Nor do i own any songs or products that are represented in this story. I only own John and rose marks, lily,Dustin, Mikey, Miley and hunter. Enjoy

Previously

In a dark room , fogged up with cigarette smoke, a large paw held a half empty bottle of Jack Daniels. Smiling at his little girl he beckoned her to him , obediently she ran to her father, giggling as he pulled her into his lap. He ruffled her hair ,while swallowing his ever-growing tears, that tried to escape but refused to do so.

"Hunter" he said lowly ,trying to stay positive, she looked up into her fathers eyes. Large and innocent eyes , that would soon be ruined by world, he pulled her close and kissed her head lovingly as he heard the roar of motorcycles draw closer. He stood carrying her , to the secret room he had told her to go to if there was ever a need. When she reached out for him ,crying and upset, he held her while finally allowing his tears to leak out.

"I love you baby , don't come out until there gone promise me?" he asked quietly but strictly and allowed himself to stand when she had nodded her acceptance. As he began to walk away , he stopped took off his kutte, and gave it to his daughter.

"I want you to have this darling and one day you'll wear it just as i have" he said wrapping it around her and pulling the couch in front of the small door in the panic room , he himself put in for her knowing this day was going to come. The front door broke open in a flurry of wood splinters and yells. A tall man stepped into the room , many men behind him, the leader smirked as he looked into her fathers face.

"You know they always said they would protect but where are they now?" he questioned as two men held her struggling father down. He glanced in her direction and their eyes connected , he mouthed for the last time I love you, and spit into the mans face.

A bang resounded and the men laughed and crowed with amusement. Her eyes teared at the sight.

"Where is his kutte?" the leader demanded his eyes searching the room but came up empty-handed. After they had thoroughly destroyed the house , the bikes outside roared to life and disappeared down the ever winding road.

"Daddy" he whimpered ,when he didn't move, she cried and screamed as she held her dead father to her 8-year-old self. The sound of sirens ,made her move to his kutte, holding on for dear life. Even as they pulled her away and took her away from everything she had ever known. The last thing her father had ever given her clenched in her hands. A black leather kutte. That alone read a single thing.

Nomad

Sons Of Anarchy

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