RIDE YOU DOWN

Chapter 1 Raven “Yo, Rave! We got to roll. We have thugs at Crates and Dips!” Jade, my right-hand woman, called out. She sat on her bike, black with green stripe and green neon lights that glow at night. Her hair was tied up in a bun. Even with her helmet on, I could still see her brown eyes glow as she waved at me. My name is Raven, and I am twenty-eight years old. I am the leader of The Phantom Bike Gang. I am what people would call, The Ironhide. Honestly, I don't know why but the name sticks, and when I asked Eli what he meant by the name Ironhide, he said because I am strong-willed and would get anything done and he is right. They are right. I would get anything done. I grabbed my helmet and placed it on my head. In my fitted black base top, black cargo trousers, and boot, so big like I am in the military, I hopped on my bike and revved it so loud that I felt the ground rumble under my feet because I drive a Custom 2025 Harley- Davidson Breakout 117 with a screaming Eagle 131 V-Twin modified to purr like a growl. It’s Matte black with blood-red tribal flames that glow under the moonlight. Days like this are when I forget the troubles my life is filled with and just enjoy being with my big baby girl. Except, I am not just riding to enjoy the sunset, I am driving to a battlefield because if anyone dares to mess with Crates and Dips under my nose, it’s no other than The Reapers. Fucking losers. Stupid men who think they are stronger just because they have muscles, two tiny balls, and a f*****g c**k between their legs. Fucking bastards! Terrorizing people who are not as strong as them. Stupid men! Foolish men! Crazy bastard! Sons of bitches. Yes, I’m sure you figured it out. I f*****g hate men! I am not a feminist but I sure as hell believe this world would be a better place without those dickheads! “Let’s go kick some balls,” I smirked, my voice, not so deep to be terrifying, but the commands that slip off it are what terrifies people. “Where are the others?” “Highway,” Jade answered, closing down the glass of her helmet, she started her engine again. “Let’s roll!” I grunted and zoomed off and she was right on my tail. “Yo! Ironhide!” Kai, one of my gang members, zoomed next to me on the highway. “Are we going to kick some balls? I really need a punching bag right now!” He yelled through his helmet while riding next to me. I hate men. Nothing is ever changing that. Kai knows about my deep hatred for men, he doesn't know why I do but right regardless, he stays. Even though I treat him like s**t. I used my back tire to hit his bike, pushing him further from me. If it was any other biker, they would have fallen to the ground and crashed but Kai is no ordinary biker, he is one of the best riders I’ve got. “Savage!” he yelled, driving right behind me. Isla joined us in her black and pink bike because she is such a girl. “Let’s kick some balls!” She screamed, driving like a crazy b***h because even though she had her nails all fixed and her lashes done, she is still a badass and Kai's forever crush. The Revving sounds of our bikes, caused every car on the highway to make way for us because they knew that whenever the Phantoms were, they would be trouble. I got off my bike, standing before the average evening bar, Crates and Dips, its neon lights, glowed through the empty walkway that leads to it. “Don’t die today, Die tomorrow,” I said to them, my voice low but enough for them to hear me. It's our Chant. I walked into the bar, slowly, my eyes tracing everything that was out of place. The broken chairs, the rigged cashier, the beaten bartender, the hostage clubbers, and worse, a half-naked girl on the floor, crying with her hands over her body. You have got to be kidding me. “Oh, look, It’s Ironhide.” An awfully familiar voice sang from amidst the red dark club, causing everyone’s attention to shift to me and my gang members. I heard footsteps and I followed it until he stood before Lawrence, popularly known as Law. His older brother is the leader of the reapers but he wouldn't dare do s**t like this, not when I had already warned him not to. But Lawrence knows how to always test my patience. “What? Have you come to save your people, Raven? Oh come on, don’t be such a party popper, my boys and I are just… I didn't let him finish as I threw a punch, hitting the bridge of his nose, nonchalantly without breaking a f*****g sweat. “f**k!” He yelled horror splashed on his face, followed by anger as his palm covered his nose, protecting the blood from flowing down to his shirt. “Rave, you f*****g b***h!” he yelled, all I could hear was the pain he was feeling and it was music to my ears. “I warned you and your brother to stay away from my kaba. I guess you didn't listen.” I hissed. “You attacked first, so that means attacking you right now, is self-defense!” He smirked, tabbing the guy next to him, “What are you guys doing, beat her up!” He yelled. With Jade, holding a pocket knife behind me, Isla and her mini pink gun Kai with his knuckle rings, and me standing with nothing but pure aura, none of his men could move. “I said attack!” He yelled, desperation laced in his words, hitting the guy who didn't move because he knew who was standing before him. I laughed. Stepping forward. “It seems you didn't do your findings before deciding to challenge me.” I sang, walking up to him slowly yet each step I took only brought him closer to his death and he could feel it because for each step I took forward, he took one backward, pulling away from me. He swallowed hard because of course, he was a coward. Men are cowards. Fucking losers. He suddenly halted, plastering a nervous smile on his face, “Do you think you can take me? Huh? Do you? I am a man and you are what? A girl with two boobs and a v****a, what can you do!” he yelled. I leaned back, staring at him. “Would you like a duel?” I offered, “If I beat you, I take off your tongue, and if you.. well, manage to land a punch, you can cut my hair.” He scoffed, “No, I don’t need your hair, If I hand a punch, you follow me home.” A knowing smirk plastered on his face. Men! Nothing but horny bastards. “Fine.” I sigh. “Shall.. He rushed towards me before I finished speaking, attempting to steal a punch but I was fast enough to dodge. Stepping back, I glared at him and he smiled, knowing what he did. “Too slow.” He blurted with pride. I exhaled, I guess I can’t keep hiding my true potential. I stretched out my index and middle finger clasped together and gestured for him to come at me. Foolishly, he did. He ran with all his might, grabbed the knife on the counter, and plunged towards me, he attempted to cut me but I caught his hands and used my thick boots to hit his legs, he groaned in pain, causing his knee to grow weak and bend, I twisted the knife in his hands, placing it on his neck. “Please!” “Please!” He begged. I pulled back, “Your tongue.” I demanded. “f**k!!” he cried out as I sliced it off. —- Heading home, my phone chimed, it’s Eli, the only guy I can tolerate, only because he is my cousin and we grew up together. I tolerate him doesn't mean I trust him or like him. I hate men. I opened my phone and saw the message. DOUCHEBAG(Eli): Jake is moving in today, be nice. Don’t call.. Don’t text… I won’t answer you. Xoxo. My jaw twitched. That f*****g bastard! How dare he move someone into my house without my consent? I’ll kill him. The elevator dinged and I walked towards my apartment when I saw a shady man standing in front of my apartment, peeping through the keyhole. Oh, f*****g bastard. I rushed towards him with a flying kick.