The last few days had been shocking for Joe to say the least, from the take down of his old family to the acceptance of his new home every step Joe took things where changing, and they were changing fast. Now Joe had been given the opportunity of a lifetime. Every petty thief dream, to become the boss, however in the last few hours Joe's childhood dream went from the "What if...?" to "I cant believe its happening". Joe quickly boarded a plane to Philly, bought a Indian Motorcycle from a local man, and rode out to South Philly. He had spoke to the real estate agency over the phone and already had a property picked out.

The property was a small compound that had been previously owned by greasers, it came with a decent sized garage space, and a main building that was originally intended as an office space, however you could tell it was where the greasers had been partying. After getting a tour of the place he decided that this would be home. After signing paperwork with the real estate agent, he paid the money, and thanked the man. Spending the next several hours cleaning up the mess, all that was left to do was get a name. Joe always loved the stories of the Vikings, and as he rode his motorcycle down to a local tailor to speak about having a patch designed. That's when it hit him: The Berserkers Motorcycle Club.

It was loosely named after the elite viking mercenary groups, often seen by the local tribes as crazed men who lived far outside of society, even for them. Joe was an outlaw, always had been and always will be, he refused to conform to societies norms, and after all he was crazy. He rode full throttle all the way to the tailor, and drew up a rough sketch. Immediately the tailor sewed the patch right onto Joe's leather vest. He rode back to south philly clubhouse, and hoped off his bike. He stepped up onto a pile of boards that had been thrown to the curb.

"Come one, come all! I have been given a tremendous opportunity, one of both responsibility, and pride. I have been given the chance to chase my dream. I have been given the authority to create The Berserkers Motorcycle club. I take pride in this, and hope to achieve great things with people from all over the country. I am always only a letter a way, and my inbox is forever open. I would like to say a silent to all of those who have helped me get to this point, a point many men in this life will never see, one of honor, respect, and courage. The men, and women who have always uplifted, empowered and supported me, without these people this dream could have never came true. So for those whom this applies thank you, I am forever grateful, and you know who you are. I look forward to working with each and everyone of you, and if you have anything you need from me, you know where to find me."

SpaceCowboy is woken up early morning by his leader and given the good news. A brother in crime has been given the nod to set off on his journey and has stepped forward to run his own organization. Quickly he gets dressed making himself presentable before riding off into the streets on his horse.

Congratulations JoeRosoga! Although we may of only worked together for a short time I'm happy and proud to see a member from our family taking the next step and running their own crew. I wish you and your family the best of luck out there in Philly!

Offers a cigar to Joe in celebration of his newly owned HQ.

Seeing Spacecowboy again made Joe smile, he had known him to be a good man, even if he had only known him for a short period of time.

"Thank you very much, I will not let you or anyone down. I hope one day that I can watch you take a leap and set out to do something positive as well!"

Joe accepts the cigar from Spacecowboy

"If you ever need anything brother, I am here. Maybe one day I can convince you to trade that pony for a iron workhorse."

Rev throws his arm around Joe and chews on the end of his cigar as he looks his friend in the eye:

Joe, your family and mine go way back, your grandfather was my grandfather's right hand. He always had a great deal of respect for him, and often spoke like he was his son. I'm proud of you for taking this chance. It won't be easy, the risks are indeed huge, but the rewards are even bigger. Lead with your head, not your heart is what my father taught me. Congratulations Joe and let the party begin!!!!

Seeing Rev made him smile, after all our families went back generation after generation. Revs family had been some of the first to welcome Joe's when his ancestor first came to the US, and Rev himself was surely a good friend, a great friend, and even a older brother to Joe.

"Of course we've always been close, as were our ancestors. As far as my family's stories in America go yours came into our history about right when we finally got established here. We practically are family, and I would like to thank you so much, had it not been for your counsel I don't think I would have ever made it to this point. I assure you I will lead wisely, I will be a fair and just leader, and no matter what happens you know ill always have your back. Anything you need, you know exactly where to find me!"