I got up from the table I was going to get my gun which i had forgotten at my bike outside. When I was almost one meter from the door
someone slammed it open in my face I stumbled back into the wall and got down. my nose had started to bleed when I looked up I saw a Winchester in the
door it let off a fire that hit the bar keeper. I heard Greg screaming something and before I knew it all of the AoD were pulling out guns and started to shoot
at the door I crawled back behind a table that had been kicked over. Behind the table were another member of the club he looked at me, I was holding my
hand over my bleeding nose. He was just about to say something when more of them stormed threw the door they were carrying SMG's and AK's. They shot
my club brother threw the head, I took his glock from his hand and started to fire back at the attackers. I didn't notice it then but all around me my club brothers
kept on falling down. After a while my gun had no more bullets, I now realized that I had to either run or I would be killed. I started to look for a way out of
the bar, I saw that the back door had been shot open. It was a uncovered way to it but I had to try. I threw my gun over the table to try and scare the atta-
-ckers, then I just ran towards that door everything else around me became meaningless. I tossed myself out threw the door and into the small alley behind
the bar. I got up and ran out on the street, to hide my self among the other people on the street i took of my jacket and putted it in a near by trash can.
Ikept on walking down the street trying to act normal, I heard them coming out from the alley. I knew it was dangerous to look back but I had to know who
had done this to us. quickly I looked over my shoulder and saw that their jackets were marked with an eagle, I looked back on to the street but now I know
who my attackers were. The Lost MC, the AoD's sworn rival.
A couple of days later I returned to the bar police had already been there and they had cleaned up the place from all the bodies. Two weeks passed on and
I had not seen a single member of our club. I jumped to the fact that they had all died in the attack. The day after I tried to call my cousin Jason who I had
left in charge of the Angels of Death club in Los Santos, Jason told me that the club had gone down and that he had left for Vice City. I could not accept the
fact that all AoD clubs were gone, I could not start up in Liberty City because we would just get hunted down by the Lost once again so i decided to go to
Los Santos and start up the club from there.
Los Santos
I arrived at the airport and took a buss to Jason's old bar that he had sign over to me as a gift, he had also left his bike to me. When I came
to the bar it was a total mess it had fallen apart since Jason had left. I started to fix up the bar and tried to make a living of it. one day I overheard two no
gang related bikers saying that the Lost MC also had moved to Los Santos. I started working quicker then before because I knew that if they could set up
and start their club in Los Santos I would get driven out of this town too and I was not about to let that happen. So I announced that the Angels of Death
are back in Los Santos and this time I won't let anyone kick me down.