so, it's gonna get violent, bloody and graphic as fuck, starting now. hope y'all don't think i'm a fucking psycho
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The clock struck 4 AM and Ashton was wide awake. His arms were wrapped around Luke while the blonde had buried his face in Ashton's neck. Luke was breathing calmly, sleeping soundly and feeling safe in Ashton's arms.
Ashton hadn't closed his eyes once. Never did he relax into a slumber because he was on edge and he needed to get answers after that phone call from Ryan.
Ashton needed to act on it, so he did.
He tangled himself away from Luke without waking the younger one up. He picked Luke's notebook up from the floor and wrote the boy a small message saying that he should call him and then he scribbled down his number after.
He placed the notebook where he had previously been laying and placed a kiss on Luke's forehead, looking at the innocent blonde before collecting his things and making his way out of the house through Luke's window.
After being sure the window was closed and no one could get inside, Ashton climbed down the house with some struggle before landing in the grass and soon walked down the street to get to his car. He gave Luke's house one last glance before driving home in an illegal speed.
Ashton's mind ran wild while he drove in the dark. Everything he had gotten to experience and know in these last days made him twitch in anger.
He needed revenge, and he needed it now.
While driving, Ashton picked his phone up and called Michael, impatiently tapping his fingers on the steering wheel when listening to the painfully slow beeps coming from his phone.
"Hello?" a groggy voice said from the other end.
"Wake everyone up, we're having a meeting in 5" Ashton said sternly, not even bother saying hello.
"Wha- It's fucking 4:20 AM Ashton, can't it wait until later?" Michael groaned.
"No, wake everyone up. Now Michael, I'm not fucking around" Ashton snapped and it was silent in the phone for a few seconds.
"Okay. 5 minutes?" Michael mumbled and Ashton grunted out and answer and the call was ended.
5 minutes later Ashton stormed into the house and made his way to the living room. All five guys was tiredly glancing up at him as he stopped on the middle of the floor.
Without saying anything, Ashton walked over to Ty and let his fist collide with his uncle's face. Ty was taken by surprise, just like all the other guys, but didn't have time to speak up before Ashton punched him again, and again, and again.
Ashton threw Ty down on the floor and looked down at him with a locked jaw and angry eyes.
"Damiani killed my father" Ashton seethed and the room grew quiet. Ty sighed and stood up from the floor to sit down again.
"You have told me all my life that my parents both died in a fucking car accident. Why the fuck did you lie to me?" Ashton asked, still standing stuck in place and looking down at his uncle.
"I didn't lie" Ty mumbled and ran a hand over his face to wipe away the blood Ashton caused by his punches.
"Yes you fucking did! Ryan Damiani told me" Ashton seethed and Ty looked up at him again.
"I didn't lie," he said again and Ashton almost threw a punch at him again but Ty started talking, stopping him. "I didn't lie because they did die in a car accident. Damiani had mixed with the car"
Ashton stood still and took in the words, confusion running through his mind.
"It's all your fault," Ashton said and glared at his uncle.
"Don't fucking accuse me of my own brother's death" Ty said and narrowed his eyes on Ashton. The four other guys sitting and watching were deadly quiet.
"Then why the fuck would Damiani kill my parents?!"
"Because your father was one of them!" Ty exclaimed, shutting up the whole house. Ty could see the confused look on his nephew's face, so he irritatedly explained the story he hoped to keep a secret for Ashton's whole life.
"Your father was a part of Syndicates years before you were born. He met your mom and she got pregnant with you. She wanted him out of it and as the whipped shit he was, he dropped out.
"Damiani was let him go, without a single word and I knew something was up. That something was fucking wrong because why would he let your father go without any shit?" Ty asked but didn't expect any answer from Ashton, so he continued.
"I hated your father. He was never my brother, he hated me with all he had so I hated him. He beat me up when we were small and we fucking hated each other. And then when we grew up we devided into two different gangs, and I fucking hated him even more"
Ashton jaw was locked. He was angry, he was furious.
"But your old man dropped out, and we all know you can't 'drop out' of a life style like this. One year went and your father came here, to my house, and asked for guarding. He wanted me to keep your mother safe while she was pregnant with you. I said no. One more year went by and you were born, same thing happened again and I still said no.
"When you were three years old, your mother and father knocked on my door and threw you into my arms and said to keep you safe. Your father wanted your mother to stay as well but she refused.
"Damiani had inserted a bomb in the car that he controlled. The car exploded 20 seconds away from the driveway. Syndicates wanted to kill us all, not just your parents, but they took the fall" Ty spoke.
The room was still silent. Michael had his eyes on Ashton, looking at his emotionless face.
"Why did you lie to me?" Ashton asked, his voice flat and ice cold.
"I didn't lie-"
"Why did you fucking lie to me?" Ashton repeated harshly.
"Because I don't want anything to do with Syndicates. I have never been on bad terms with them and I don't want to take on more than I already have" Ty said and shrugged.
"They killed my parents" Ashton said through gritted teeth.
"They also killed my worst enemy" Ty mumbled and looked up at Ashton.
Ashton chuckled dryly before punching Ty once again. Ty didn't do anything, he just let Ashton take out his anger.
"I hate you" Ashton seethed.
"If you want to go have your revenge, I'm not stopping you. But you're alone against them"
"I'm not alone," Ashton said, "We're all going against them"
"No," Ty laughed, "I'm the leader of this group and I'm not taking on a second group while we're in deep fucking shit with Jets"
"Well, fucking fun facts for you then because Jets and Syndicates have gone together" Ashton said and laughed while shaking his head hopelessly while looking at all the guys.
"How do you know that?" Trey asked, his body tense just like the others.
"Because Ryan called me while he was watching Luke through hidden cameras he had placed in my Luke's room. They are watching Luke, they are watching us, they are on their way to killing us. They are playing, and we are the fucking dolls" Ashton barked out and breathed loudly.
"Luke" Ty spoke after, "Is Luke the blonde?"
Ashton lifted his eyes and stared into his uncles similar ones.
"Don't do as your father, Ashton" Ty spoke again, "Don't bring innocent into this and then watch them get killed"
"He won't get killed" Ashton mumbled.
"We all get killed, Ashton. We don't die, we get killed. Even if we want it or not, our death is always in someone else's hands"
The room was once again quiet. Everyone knew what Ty just said had been the clearest truth spoken since a very long time.
"So you're saying we're all going to die and we're just going to give up?" Chase asked and made heads turn his way. "Just days ago you planned a war"
Ty stood up from his seat and stretched his limbs carelessly. "No, I'm being rational. We're 6, they're 13"
And with that, Ty walked out of the room and down the basement, slamming the door so hard the whole house was shaking.
Ashton locked his jaw before punching the wall three times. Chase stood up from his seat and ran up to his room. Trey walked out to the backside, lighting a cigarette while LL ran his hands over his face before walking outside as well.
Michael was sat still on the couch, watching his best friend with worried eyes.
"Fuck this" Michael spoke before standing up and walking to his room, his hand searching for his phone in his pocket.
Ashton watched the empty room and bit his lip hard. His life was a fucking mess and he pulled everyone down with him.
He breathed hard before stomping his way upstairs, stopping by his room before changing direction and walking over to Michael's room instead.
He opened the door and walked over to Michael who was quickly typing away on one of his computers. He didn't even take a glance at what Michael was doing before he pulled him up and pushed him against the wall, roughly placing his lips on his.
The lip locking didn't last long as Michael pushed Ashton away from him and placed a punch right on Ashton's jaw, making the sound of fist hitting bone echo through the room.
"You're so fucking stupid Ash, and I'm getting real tired of your shit" Michael snapped and Ashton looked at him with a cold expression and emotionless eyes.
"You come home at fucking 4 AM from Blondies house and tell us we're all going to die but you've kept all this information away from us because you've been busy protecting Luke, your Luke, specifically"
Ashton didn't speak, so Michael continued.
"Do you want to hurt Luke, is that what you want Ash?"
"No" Ashton mumbled out with a hoarse voice.
"Then stop fucking around with me and act up on your fucking feelings when you're finally for once in your life actually feeling something!"
"Ty said that I shouldn't"
"And since when do you listen to Ty?" Michael asked frustratedly.
"Since he spoke the truth. Everything he said down there was the fucking truth, and it's all too late now" Ashton muttered. Michael sighed before sitting down by his computer again.
"Do you want to get a revenge against Syndicates and keep your fucking status with Jets?" Michael asked.
"Yes. But we don't have enough men" Ashton spoke up.
"You don't need 20 men to kill one man" Michael stated and kept typing away on the keyboard.
"It will start a war we're not ready for yet" Ashton argued back.
"But at 9 AM today we will be ready. Seth and all the other guys are on their way, he managed to get a group of 8 men. We'll be 15 against 13" Michael spoke and Ashton shut his mouth and bit the inside of his cheek for a long time.
"How did you get a hold of Seth?" Ashton asked, his voice cold and stern.
"Through fucking heavy technology. We've been talking for a week"
"A week? Why haven't you fucking told me?" Ashton exclaimed, clearly mad.
"Because you haven't fucking told me anything Ash! You're only running off to your little boy and the only way I could find out we needed real fucking help was by snooping in your room and getting chained to a car and getting dragged after it for nearly a fucking mile" Michael snapped back.
Ashton was quiet and only looked down at his feet. He was so fucking hopeless and his life was as well, just like everything around him.
"He has a brother. Ryan has a brother" Ashton spoke a while after. Michael turned slowly and looked at him.
"And?"
"You were talking about a revenge and here it is. Their father who killed my father is already dead, and Ryan only has his brother left. Let's get revenge" Ashton spoke and started walking out of Michael's room.
Michael collected his stuff and walked after Ashton, stopped by Chase's door when Ashton did.
Ashton knocked on the door hard, and soon Chase opened it with a tired look on his face.
"What?" he asked with a sigh, "I just want to sleep"
"Get dressed, we're going to kill" Ashton said and Chase looked at him for some time before walking off and getting dressed in less than a minute, no questions asked.
The three boys walked out of the house when they were dressed in jacket and shoes, and walked over to the small hidden house in the back.
They grabbed their necessary stuff before walking over to Ashton's car and driving off, not saying anything to the other guys.
"So, where're we going?" Chase asked after a while of silence.
"Vin Damiani" Ashton spoke shortly.
"Ryan's brother" Chase said and nodded like everything was perfectly clear now.
"Is he still in the group?" Michael asked as he fixed the snapback on his head.
"He deals with shipping and money nowadays. He's worthless really, but that will have to do" Ashton said and after that the car remained silent.
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Ashton pulled up by some lonely apartment, looking like trailers, in the middle of nowhere. All three boys looked out the window before getting ready.
Ashton locked his jaw and reached down by the pedals to fish up the gun. He checked so it was fully loaded before stepping out of the car and putting the gun in the hem of the back of his jeans. He watched so Michael and Chase were behind him before walking off again.
Climbing a few stairs and facing a blue rusty door, Michael ended up crouching down to silently unlock the lock in only a few seconds.
He opened the door slowly before he and Chase walked in and searched the small and ugly apartment for Vin.
Ashton walked into the home calmly as he heard a slight scream from one of the rooms. The scream and protests led him to a bedroom and Ashton walked in, looking at Michael and Chase holding his hands and feet down as they tied him up.
Ashton stood and watched, and as Chase stuck an old sock in Vin's mouth to keep him from talking, Vin's eyes met Ashton's and he was quiet, only breathing hard.
"Vin, long time no see, huh?" Ashton said and walked over to the foot of the bed as Chase and Michael stepped away, letting Ashton deal with this i
on his own.
Vin breathed heavily, his bare chest moving up and down as he was only dressed in boxers, obviously had he just been sleeping before the three boys came in.
"So, your brother told me a funny story a few hours ago" Ashton said and walked over to the side of the bed, taking the chair in the corner and sat down on it beside Vin.
"He told me that your father, killed my father. Isn't that fucking hilarious Vinny?" Ashton asked and locked his jaw before leaning forward, looking at the man on the bed.
"Why aren't you answering me?" Ashton asked sarcastically before reaching for one of Vin's tied up hands, finding his little finger and bending it to the side, letting a cracking sound be heard and Vin screaming into the sock in his mouth.
"Your pathetic little father couldn't keep his business going without my father in his crew. He couldn't even let him or his wife live because your father was just that desperate for my father's attention" Ashton whispered harshly.
Vin mumbled into the sock and Ashton rolled his eyes before taking the sock out.
"My father is your boss, you're one of us" Vin spoke and Ashton scoffed.
"First, your dad got killed by a fucking stoner. Second, I have never been, nor will I ever be, one of you" Ashton spat and twisted Vin's broken finger even further, making the man cry out in pain loudly. Ashton didn't even flinch.
Ashton stood up from the chair and walked around the small bedroom. He walked over to the drawers and opened them, looking at what was inside. He hummed contently when seeing the old revolver in the second drawer.
"Tell me Vin, how's the relationship between you and your brother?"
Vin didn't answer, he only squirmed around in bed and let out strangled noises when seeing and feeling his bent finger.
"Did you boys ever play games when you were younger?" Ashton asked again, "Because you see, Michael and I used to play all the time. Our favorite game as something we called 'Hit or Miss', but professionals called it Russian Roulette"
Ashton brought out the revolver from the drawer and scoffed when hearing Vin mumble worlds like "please" and "don't do this".
Ashton emptied the gun from all the bullets except one, before clicking it all in place and spinning the wheel like on a game show.
"Let's play a game of Hit or Miss, shall we Michael?" Ashton asked and Michael hummed in agreement.
"Let's get you to shut up first because your begging won't make me stop, it only makes you look pathetic" Ashton said and placed the sock in Vin's mouth again. Vin was still speaking, only for it to come out as incoherent hums, and shaking his head over and over.
"Okay, let's start" Ashton said and walked to the side of the bed to place to tip of the revolver against Vin's temple.
"You wanna count or should I?" Ashton asked and Vin tugged at his tied up arms and legs, desperately trying to get away while screaming into the sock and tears forming in his eyes.
"Okay, me counting it is then" Ashton shrugged and then slowly counted down from three. He pushed down the trigger and Vin screamed loudly, only for him to breathe quickly when hearing only a click from the revolver.
Ashton let his finger spin the wheel yet again, putting the revolver back to Vin's temple and counted down from three even slower than before. Vin screamed again and even this time the gun only let out an unsatisfying click.
"You're lucky today, huh? We'll go all morning though, don't you worry" Ashton spoke and did the same thing again, putting the revolver by Vin's temple and pulled the trigger without even counting, sighing out contently when hearing the revolver let out a loud firing sound.
"Third time's a charm" Ashton whispered as he watched Vin's body collapse on the bed, blood streaming from his head and eyes wide open, though they looked completely lifeless.
Ashton dropped the revolver in the drawer again, closing everything up before turning to Michael and Chase.
"Knife" Ashton said and Chase handed him a sharp pocketknife.
Ashton turned around and looked at the dead body before walking over and placing the sharp tip against Vin's skin on his chest.
Ashton pushed down the tip and slowly carved down the three letters that made himself. EGL was neatly carved into Vin's skin while blood was dripping everywhere.
"Grab him, I'll be in the car waiting" Ashton said to the other two before walking out of the room and soon apartment. He walked out to the street and sat down in his car, picking out a cigarette and lighting it.
He breathed the smoke in and out, watching Michael and Chase carry Vin's body in the black bags covering it up. They threw the body in the back of Ashton's SUV before hopping in and Ashton drove away.
"We're going south" Michael said as he frustratedly tried scraping off blood from his jacket.
"Where are we going?" Chase asked.
"To Kings headquarters" Michael mumbled back.
"Kings?-"
"Jets and Syndicates. That's what they're called now; Kings"
"I'm fucking done with these guys and I want them all dead in the back of the car" Chase mumbled before leaning back in his seat and huffing loudly.
They drove 30 minutes south and into a hidden destination in the woods. Ashton parked a bit away, still being able to see the house clearly, and got out of the car.
"Put him just outside the door" Ashton mumbled and looked as Michael and Chase threw the black bags away and carried Vin's naked body up to the house and up the stairs.
They placed him just outside the door, quietly making sure Kings would be able to see the message written on Vin's chest. As they were done they hurried back to the car and Ashton nodded before they drove away again.
"It's war now boys" Chase said as he looked out the back window, seeing Kings' house disappear into the woods.
Ashton didn't have time to answer Chase's statement when his phone ran. He easily took it up from his pocket while driving, not bothering looking at the caller ID.
"Yeah?" Ashton asked, tired and on edge.
"Ashton?" And just like that's, Ashton relaxed.
"Why are you up so early Luke? It's only 7" Ashton spoke into the phone and both Michael and Chase listened closer to hear the conversation that was going on.
"I woke up and you weren't there. I got scared and I just had to call and see that you were okay" Luke's small voice said and Ashton curled his fingers against the wheel, holding on tight.
"I'm fine Luke. You have nothing to worry about"
"What if someone comes here then?" Luke asked after a while of silence.
"Your family is home. Nothing is going to happen. And if something does, I'll be there" Ashton spoke and Michael smiled from the passenger side while looking out of the window.
"Okay. Why are you up now?" Luke asked.
"I'm taking care of business, making sure you're safe. Nothing to worry about, angel"
"Angel?" Luke asked carefully from the other line.
"That's you" Ashton mumbled and he swear he heard Luke giggle quietly.
"Okay" Luke said again, "I wish you were here, but be safe, I guess"
"I'll see you soon, Luke"
"No, don't say Luke. Keep calling me angel" Luke whispered and Ashton could imagine the small blush on the blonde's cheeks.
"I'll see you soon. Bye angel"
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so i experienced my first ever earthquake today while i was watching a horror movie alone in my house (???) i thought i was gonna die for a few seconds but it's all good lol
ashton is a cold blooded murderer that calls his luke angel
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