"Well I know one name like that, it was an Angela Knowles of Los Angeles, California, who was the Girlfriend of Jerry Aistem. You want to tell me what you are doing out here Angie?"

Angela stiffened as she felt the arm of Caroline tighten around hers, she knew this could happen with what could only be another Charter of the Angels, but there was another Bonnie? That just screamed she was dead, but she kept calm and looked ahead, but she also noticed that Tommy was watching the interaction with narrowed eyes like he knew his mother would try something like this.

"I wanted to get away from The Life of the Heavenly Host, I wanted to leave it behind, I stayed with some relatives on my Father's Side, I decided to come here when I graduated with honours, I now attend Medical School in Chicago. I did not know The Fallen Angels had a Charter in Peoria, but I do now. I guess wherever my life leads, The Angels are never far behind..."

Angela had removed herself from Caroline, walking to her car with her head held high, but stopped once Caroline let out a small cough, knowing that the woman wanted a word or two.

"Well attend The Medical School Angela, live your life in Peoria, our Charter keeps this city peaceful, you'll enjoy the Small-City Life. If you need a tune-up, one of the men here can help, as we do for everyone else that comes through here looking for spare parts. Now, I am going to make one thing clear, You are going to stay the Hell away from Tommy. I saw the way you were eying him, you may not know it yet, but those are the same eyes I held for Galen. Only I am not divorced or separated, or in an argument with him. So I warn you once! Tommy is not a crutch for you to get over what you had in Chicago, is that clear?"

Angela nodded, she soon turned her head, looking towards Tommy, who was engaged in conversation with another member of The Angels. She wondered if she took Jerry out of her mind that she could see something with the young man, but she would wait and see if that proved true in any way, little did Angela know that if she saw what was about to happen with The Angels, she would have run away from Peoria
 

Suited up in Ballistic Vests and Thompson submachine guns were the Fallen Angels, ranging from The Charters of Illinois, Washington, and Bardstown. They carried the Thomspon submachine Guns in Duffel Bags to conceal, but considering that the Peoria's finest were on the Take, it was laxer within The Angels. Riding in Front were Galen and Parker, they were ready to take the Fight to this MC, knowing where they hold up was some run-down on the South Side of Bardstown.

"You ready?"

Tommy looked to Daven Vargas who said, Daven did not have the V.P Patch, but he had the Patches. 'Illinois, Unholy Ones, and Angel of Death' showing that he was qualified and loyal to the MC. Tommy looked down at his hands with a small unnoticeable flinch, he realizes they are not shaking and knows that is not a good thing.

"Maybe, but I'll be damned if I leave my brothers to fight some Dope Pushers alone, I ain't no pussy, brother!"

Daven nodded, soon getting on his bike, which was stationed in front of Tommy, who rode behind him. Suddenly a Gun Shot rung out, everyone looked to Oswald, who nodded to Galen and Bike Engines filled the Scrapyard like Thunder, Tommy and Gerald smirked, knowing that this was their first real test as Brothers of the MC, proving they had what it takes.

The Gladiator Bar, South Side Bardstown ~ Seven Hours Later

Night had descended upon The Fallen Angels Motorcycle Club, they had reached The Bar of The MC that had stolen from them, they had learned that it was The Gladiators MC, a bunch of Misfits who would barely pop up on their radar if they had not robbed them of their guns. Only now they were playing Proxy for The Aztecas, which had Galen and Ric on alert, wondering why The Gladiators were playing proxy when they could have sold Dime Bags of Weed. Possibly earning the attention of The FAMC: Bardstown.

"We storm in 3...2...1!"

Galen booted down the door and started firing at The Gladiators who seemed prepared as they fired back with ease, Ric had covered his President, his safety was the greatest among all of them. The Gladiators had been hiding behind the Walls and along the Walkways, they had planned this to carefully, it was the one thing that went through everybody's minds.

Only then, Tommy and Gerald, along with some of the Washington boys had entered through the Backdoor, taking down many of the opposition that had opposed them. About Ten of The Gladiators had now remained, with thirty of the Angels remaining. It was quick to see who would win, but The Gladiators were being tough sons of bitches, some of the guys that got shot, continued shooting as if they were okay, although they would soon die later.
 

Tommy soon took a chance and started firing once more, only he soon got shot, as his body fell back into the dirt, and Gerry at seeing his brother laying on the ground had lost it, even though the rational part of his mind knew he was not dead, he quickly entered the bar and started firing at the remaining Latinos of the Gladiators.

Just as Gerry was about to take the last shot at the remaining Gladiator Bastards, his father had whistled, looking to the Wall with wide eyes, Gerry looked also and his gun had almost fallen out of his hands, they all knew what this meant, and this was not going to be good thing for The FAMC. They had a few years of peace, but it all seemed to come crashing down now, for A Hell was too descend upon them...

The Aztecas Patch was now flying over The Gladiators Bar and it only meant one thing to everybody who knew what happened, Phillipe had patched over The Gladiators. Only once he caught wind of this, A War was to come, and it was not going to be slow going, Galen put his head down, muttering a shit under his breath.

"Well, what do we do with this bastard over here!?"

Galen looked over to the remaining Mayan, he could now clearly see The Aztecas Patch, Galen just nodded his head and a shot rang out. The more they could keep this contained, The Better. Galen also knew that The Guns would not be here, they were definitely with The Aztecas, possibly another Charter.

"Someone get Tommy to the Hospital...I gotta call Roger because The Aztecas are gonna bring a ton of heat, everyone Ride home. I'll call you if The Peoria Charter needs anything..."