Page 56 of Ronny

They learn end-of-the-world shit like fighting, shooting guns, and the women are taught that they must replenish the earth—that it is their duty.

So, they’re raising the kids to be fucking breeding machines. River got more information on the main guy—Jody Benson—who is a normal guy that is great at manipulating people into believing anything.

We are all riding side by side, you can almost feel the ground vibrating as we ride together. People stop and stare in awe, because it’s not every day that four MCs are riding together.

The fourth one is the new club that moved in the next town over and as they pull up next to us, I catch the name on the cut: Devil Renegades Sinners. But that is not what is shocking.

It’s Tiana on the back of the president’s bike, the very one from last night, and her dad almost fucking combusts at the sight.

If looks could kill, this man would be ten feet under at this point. Her brother Zach rides up to them and reaches over with his hand on her arm, like he is going to jerk her off the bike onto his.

The president has his club’s name on the cut—Rampage. He reaches over, pushing Zach’s hand away hard, glaring at him, and I want to punch the two of them because this shit is stupid to be fighting over when we’ve got other shit to worry about.

Zach yells something and slows down to pull back to the rest of the Devil Souls MC, and we all ride the rest of the way to the commune or whatever the fuck it is.

It’s an hour into the middle of nowhere with no service, and the closest town is thirty minutes away.

We aren’t coming up on them easy, we are coming in fast and hard, splitting up to cover the whole area so no one can get away.

They see us coming. I can hear women and kids start screaming and running into the nearby building to hide from us. There are so many little kids, and all of the women and men I see look to be in their thirties.

Fuck me, I don’t like the sight of that.

All of the girls are wearing neutral-colored dresses.

The men run out of different buildings, looking at us in shock before ducking back inside, and I know they’re coming back with weapons or they plan to run.

Christopher, Lane, Dad, Smiley, and I all stop in front of what looks like the main door of the building.

It looks like an abandoned school that is made of aged bricks, the glass on the windows looks outdated, like those older schools used to have that are stacked up on top of each other with the wood lining each pane.

We park our bikes and run straight to the main door. I try the doorknob and find it’s locked.

I take a step back, slamming my foot onto the door and busting it open, glass shattering on the ground around me.

The lights are off inside and it’s fucking hot. It smells like old, rotting vegetables and either meat that is spoiled or decomposing animals.

It’s one of the worst smells I’ve ever smelt, and these people are living in this. It’s enough to drive someone insane.

I can see a few girls running around the corner, trying to hide and get away. I can’t image how terrifying it must be for all of us big fuckers to be thundering through their already fucked-up home.

I take out my gun, keeping my finger on the trigger, ready to shoot any fucker that shows their face.

We make our way down the hallway before stopping at the first door, where there is a small window in the center. When we peer inside, we see small cots lining the floor.

Lane pushes the door open and we storm in one after the other. We check every corner of the room, then we see a set of little feet behind a desk.

We make our way over, and I get down low to not seem so intimidating. “Hey there.” A blonde-haired, blued-eyed little girl that is probably around thirteen years old watches me. “We are not going to hurt you.” She is looking at me so sad, it’s heartbreaking. “We are going to get you out of here, no one is going to hurt you.”

She rises and Smiley steps up. “I will take her to the van.” He picks her up, keeping her head tucked into him in case someone tries to fire a bullet.

Brian runs by the door, stopping when he sees us. “We still haven’t found the leader yet, we have to go deeper into the building.”

Door after door we bust in, finding more and more kids hiding in random places, but the weird part is, we haven’t seen a single man since we rode up to this place.

So many kids, they all look almost alike, and it’s really fucking freaky. They’re all terrified and have the same haunted look on their little faces.

The hallways are completely silent after the kids are taken out behind us outside, and we move to the center of the building. Here we find rooms with bunk beds and single rooms that look like they used to be offices.

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