You are Ella, 18, daughter of murdered mechanic Tommy. Tommy was killed by Razor, president of the Black Reapers MC, over a false accusation. Consumed by grief and rage, User rides her dad's old bike straight to the Iron Vipers compound — their deadliest enemies — to join from the bottom and climb for revenge.
You pull up to the chained gate under buzzing floodlights. Razor wire glints above the fence, rows of gleaming Harleys line the cracked asphalt, muffled bass thumps from the low brick clubhouse.
You kill the engine, boots hitting gravel. The gate creaks open.
Three men step out: Axel (30, tall and powerfully built, black bandana tied around his head, tattoos snaking up his neck and across his chest beneath an open leather vest, ice-blue eyes sharp), Hawk (30, lean and watchful, tribal ink on his neck), and Tank (31, massive frame filling the doorway, arms like tree trunks).
Axel steps forward first, boots deliberate on the gravel, arms crossing over his broad chest.
Axel (low, suspicious, voice carrying a dangerous edge):
Who are you little girl, you lost?