A Good Soldier

It has been 3 years since he defeated Riddle and his posse, frankly he doesn’t understand the hype. Had any off them bothered to combine muggle and magical combat he would have been defeated back in the 60’. Off course magicals and common sense are not a good combination, so they missed the obvious. The muggles don’t understand enough to be productive, and he is grateful every day for that, as someone who grew up with the Dursley he is a firm believer in the statue of secrecy.

Plenty happened since, most of it did not involve him, well not directly anyway. It was soon known among British Wixen that Harry Potter defeated the no nosed menace, and all his Death Eaters in a single sweep. Then people started talking about the fact that he wasn’t leading the resistance because he was the resistance. Many people, and creatures gave firsthand testimony of being rescued by him from one location or the other. The Goblins, faë, dryad, and Veela did appreciated that quite a few of theirs finding their way out of the clutches of the mad, and back to the safety of their clans, and those that couldn’t were safely at the Haven.

Unfortunately it further became common knowledge that he was the one to establish the Haven, which currently developed to a huge magical town, when he saw the ministry is doing nothing to prepare. Safe to say there were cries from the public for him to take his place. He wasn’t planning to play a part he never cared for, which he made known with a public statement telling them to stop hiding behind an orphaned teenager. Harry Potter was done cleaning up their messes. He told them That their culture of shunning and villainizing a child for not answering their demands is no longer working. They are welcome to continue destroying themselves, he washes his hands from them.

Quite a few got the hint and left him be, though the rumors that he is a danger and should be arrested were still quick to surface by those who didn’t like him having a back bone, Bones had a copy of the agreement with him that prevented them from using his actions in the war to charge him with anything evolved in the protection of himself and those of his house. She made it known that all public cries for him are pointless. His lawyer went to town on all the idiots trying to use his name for one thing or another, never mind what he did to the Daily Profit, they lost so many gallons and had to issue so many apologies to him that it wasn’t even funny. They quickly learned that Harry Potter was no longer an easy target. He’s fairly certain his lawyer is still suing people on his behalf; the man is really having fun chasing people across the globe.

About 2 months after the ‘battle’ things settled enough for Dora to feel comfortable taking the second potion, she gave birth to a beautiful baby girl named Medea Estelle Potter-Black. Andy and Ted are enjoying raising the little hellions and asked if Harry and Dora don’t feel like having a third child together. Kreature, and Dobby those menaces are doting elves that teach those 2 everything they shouldn’t, the worst part is that Andy encourages them. So far Harry is the odd uncle the visits but normally keeps his distance. Every time he tried to spend time with them outside the house there was nearly a riot because someone found out he was there. Thankfully Kreature and Dobby immediately take both Teddy and Dea away. The ramifications off coming near him when he held a child always ended bloody, the businesses that tried to have any mention off them burned to the ground. His solicitor going after them for endangerment of a minor was probably an added insult to injury.

Harry had the discomfort of going through a knighting ceremony as lord Black because the title carried to the muggle world after Andy told him the political benefits it would provide him, and in turn would help further shield his children. (It also didn’t tie him to the Dursley’s and the public trial they had, considering the Potters were recognized as national heroes for their actions back in 81, never mind that James was a known member of nobility.) So he did the only thing he could and played the part for a day. Honestly appointing Andy to the Black proxy has turned out to be a nightmare, she has no problem getting him places he would rather not. Neville doesn’t dare pull that crap with the Potter seat. Though she learned her lesson when she talked him in to going to another event as Lord Black and he ended up stabing the host’s father and getting him publicly arrested for sexual assault on a minor. Unfortunately, it caused him to have a reputation in the muggle papers as Harry Black considering the arse was a lord or something?

Though she was very pleased that it got her an in with the young lady’s family who as it turns is a well connected something or another, he isn’t sure. At a certain point he stopped paying attention. Another annoying development was that he ended up doing a few independent jobs for MI6, and the ICW, in return they provided him with a few prerogatives that are useful for his long-term health. It was a good thing he walked away from the wixen world considering every time he tried to step foot there, he is either mobbed or assaulted. At this point it is a toss up.

He since moved to Belfast, considering the magical community is less than a handful, and joined the Sons of Anarchy, which is pretty much a motorcycle gang. The guys used to be ok, but he is starting to lose what ever patience he didn’t have. It was clear the Prez and the Sargent in Arms were playing everyone to their own goal, and Harry wasn’t sure he has the patience to continue with this crap. He joined because he was tired of drifting and thought he found a group of like-minded idiots so he wouldn’t feel like such a freak. Most of them fit the bill, but the 2 at the top are working extra hard to push him aside and take away any reason he has for staying. He would have patched to another charter if the asshole of a prez hadn’t placed every hurdle to stop him. The jackass enjoys having a ‘sir Black’ under his ‘boot’ but if he doesn’t quit it he would soon learn why they still call him the Reaper in the seedier parts of England.

To his surprise the guys from the mother charter showed, someone kidnap the son of the V.P. And the trail led them to Belfast. He has a feeling he knew what this is about, and he did not like where this was going. When everyone went to church, he stayed out, he was done with this bullshit. He would help this man find his kid and than he was leaving. Harry Potter-Black is not going to take part in a group using a child like a pawn.

Gemma noticed the kid sitting out, he was a member but for some reason he stayed out of chapel, seething. She walked up to him, figured he might let something slip, you never know what might come in handy. “Hey baby, why aren’t you in inside?”

He scuffed at her, “I’m not really welcomed… “he finally raised his head at her, and she saw the most beautiful sad eyes, kid might be young, but those eyes have seen hell, “why?” She wondered.

“McGee doesn’t trust me, only keeps me around for his ego.” Gemma knows she is missing a lot context for this loaded statement. “Tell me, what I heard about a missing kid, is it true?” He looked at her with anger. She felt like her soul was being judged.

“Yes, it’s my grandson, Abel. Took him right out of his crib.” He looked enraged when she said that.

“Tell me everything.” He commanded her, she doesn’t know why, but she did. He listened thoroughly to every word, asking questions, at a certain point Opie and Bobby joined added information she didn’t know, answered things in directions she couldn’t guess. But either way the green-eyed kid listened closely. When they were done he took the time to moll things over than he seemed to reach a conclusion. He looked Gemma in the eye, and asked her for a picture of the Able, she took one out and gave it to him. After studying it he returned the picture and started to head to a bike. Before leaving he gave Opie and Bobby a warning. “Be carful how you go about things, McGee is under Jimmy’s thumb. Be smart about who and where you speak especially to each other, make to much noise and the rats would start hiding. Play along until you have everyone under control.”

Opie had a feeling he should take this warning seriously, “and you, where will you be in all that?..”

The guy laughed, “home, off course. Like a good little pet.” He got on his bike and left.

Gemma and Bobby looked at each other confused but Opie saw the fire in the younger man eyes, they decided to wait until the rest of the club was alone to tell them about the entire encounter, after listening closely Jax wasn’t sure how to take it. It seemed like a disgruntled club member talking against their Sargent, after all McGee is an original Nine. But than the guy told them to keep their eyes open and play along, to be smart. Clay wanted to argue, but even he couldn’t disagree that the kids advice was solid regardless of the situation. He decided to bring the kid around when he could, get his own read. Meanwhile they had Chibs, Bobby, and Opie ask around, see what they could figure out.

When SAMBEL had a weapons run Clay insisted on the kid joining, McGee tried to push against but there was nothing he could do. Black warned them to keep their ears open, when they reached the location, something wasn’t right. It wasn’t until the explosion that they realized just how thoroughly they have been played. Black managed to get one of the guys out of range of the explosion, but Chibs’ nephew was still killed in the blast. Black was furious and decided he was done with this shit, he looked Jax in the eye and told him to prepare to depart by midnight, he is likely to be coming in hot. That was when he got on his bike and left.

SAMCRO were confused. They realized that the guy was planning something in regards to Able but weren’t sure what, for now they had rats to take care of. Finding Jimmy and McGee wasn’t a challenge, less than 3 hours later they were back in Belfast club. After talking with one of the guys from SAMBEL they figured that Black knew more than all of them put together. Opie pointed out that he is pretty sure the guy is leaving Belfast charter, be it with them or not, they might want to snatch him while they can.

When Bobby, Chibs and he asked around they found that Black had good reason to be disgruntled, McGee went out of his way to put him down. He was a highly capable member that came with the history and a fierce reputation, and soon after he was patched, his own Sargent went to great length to keep him under. There was no reason other than a power play, no one in the charter did anything to help, the prez only encouraged it, thought it was funny.

According to Chibs late nephew Black wanted a transfer, but because the prez kept blocking him he couldn’t get an audience with another charter. They put it to a vote, if Black asked will they accept, it was unanimous. Now they were stuck waiting.

By 19:00 the guy rode in, his bike was silent, as soon as he noticed Chibs he told him to get Jax than continued to walk to the chapel. Jax came after him confused only to be handed Able, then Black explained who had him and why. He didn’t go into details about what it took to get him back, but it was clearly bloody.

“Why did you do it, you could have had us come with you..”

“You would have just gotten in the way, the kid is too vulnerable to risk it.”

“Sure… but you haven't answered why did you do it.” Jax was looking at him with a raised eyebrow. At this point both SAMCRO, and SAMBEL were in the room around them. Everyone heard the entire tail.

“Kids aren’t pawns, he deserved to stay with his father that would burn the world for him.” It was obvious that this hit a nerve with the guy, than Black looking him in the eye telling “take him, take your family and go home.”

“What about you, are you staying?” He knew the answer, but needed it voiced.

“No, I know where I’m not welcomed, there is no point in bothering to pretend even with McGee and Jimmy gone.” He looked so done, it was kinda sad. The SAMBEL members tried to protest but the scathing look he gave them shut them up real quick.

“Do you want a transfer, or just leave?” He would help him either way, he knows Clay will to.

“Depends, are your ‘brothers’ going to yank me around?” The too didn’t need to be said, but the local charter realized how badly the screwed up. It took a little back and forth, but Black agreed to transfer with the understanding that he was done being yanked around for ego, and power plays. They agreed to his condition that if he doesn’t settle with them in the next 3 years he would be able to leave with SAMCRO official support. He told them to go and he would take a commercial flight, he still needs to officially enter the country. When they offered to get him his bike or guns he was just amused and told them to not worry about it.
From there Harry left SAMBRO, and went to the Tonks, figured he would say goodbye to his kids before he left. It’s not like he needed to pack, everything was in his go bag, even his bikes, and armory. He did stop by his contact at MI-6 told him his leaving the country so to prepare the necessary papers, he had enough of Europe. Harry sent letters to his solicitor, account manager, the twins, and Neville. The only people that needed to know other than the Tonks, and his kids.

Thankfully Ted, and Andy understood, Britain was a nightmare for him. Hopefully in this new home he would be able to have his children over with out being mobbed or attacked. Though Kreacher, and Dobby made it clear that as soon as he has a home, he needs to call them. Teddy didn’t take it well, but Harry did promise that when his home was ready, he and Dea would be able to visit. The kid never got to visit his papa’s home, so the promise that he finally could was big.

Harry was in Charming 2 days later, just in time to look for Tara who was kidnaped by Salazar. The man was a beast, and used what ever ninja technique he used to track Abel. He took Opie with him whilst tracking since he knows the area better and can keep up. The rest of the club were looking into other leads. Less than an hour later Opie called with a crying Tara, and the administrator that was taken with her. Getting them to the hospital to be seen was the priority, Clay tried to insist otherwise, but Black wasn’t having it. When Jax heard the argument, he vetoed Clay and told him to take Tara as carefully as possible. That was when Clay understood there was something else going on, and Tara needs a hospital.

Before the day ended half the club was predictably arrested, and the only sworn brothers in Charming were Chibs, Piney, Opie, and Harry, though it helped that Kozik was waiting for a chance to ask for a transfer. It was clear the charter needed a lot of work, but Harry never shied away from work before, he wasn’t about to start now. He got right into the thick of things with Chibs, and Opie showing him the ropes. He found a plot of land right outside of Chatming he liked for a home and decided to build a cabin with room for the kids to enjoy, maybe leave room in case their grandparents and mother decide to tag along. He did find it hilarious he bought an entire mountain with money he collected from gangs he destroyed, not to mention the sort of wards he was raising.

It was nice building a home, the wards were powerful enough so if he doesn’t stay the property would still be good as a family asset, though he hasn’t decided if it should go to the Potter, or the Black estate. He got fairly close working with Chibs, Opie, and Kozik. Piney was a nice man that was self aware enough to take a step back from the active operations of the club. The prospects were annoying, not because they were green, but because of how naïve they were. Kinda reminded him of Ron and Hermione.

Then Jax got stabbed in prison and was fighting for his life. Clay wanted them to make a deal with the Russians, Harry was not ok with that, it was a dangerous precedent that will cost them. He told the Clay as much, and than told him he is going to deal with the problem on his own. Chibs, Opie, and Kozik didn’t agree with him but still geared up to join, he told them he needed them to stay in town and be seen instead. The streets would know who did it, they shouldn’t let authorities in too. The Sons weren’t happy, but they remembered who they met in Belfast and the brother who worked with them in the past few months, though being told by the brat that they would only get in the way did not improve the situation. All the members of SAMBRO prospects included were at a Streep club partying very publicly, waiting for him to join. The prospects were sure they are going to bury the transfer; the thing is they haven’t seen Black in Belfast, they don’t know what the kid was capable of.

Around 3 am Harry walked in like nothing happened, ordering a drink from the bar and asked how their night was so far. No matter how much they asked he didn’t explain anything, only hung out with Piney, asked him questions for the cabin he is building. In the week that followed it was a known fact that SAMCRO are not to be trifled with. They might only have less than half the charter out, but it was enough to tare down the biggest bully in the regions’ criminal playground. Clay wasn’t sure what to think, the kid told him to his face that he was going ignore his order and wage a one-man war on the Russian mafia. He wasn’t pleased about not being listened to, but Black was upfront about it and got it done. Best off all no one in the prison is coming near them now, some are even trying to build bridges. Jax felt like he could breathe now that his problem was handled, now if he could just find a way to thank the guy.

The ‘Sons’ knew something was going on with the kid, they recognized a soldier when they saw one, Chibs, Kozak, and Miles especially. But he was English so there was no way he was an IRA soldier, and 21 is too young to be in her Majesties armed forces. They didn’t know, and he didn’t volunteer the information, they did try to spend more time with him, worried SAMBRO might burn his trust even more than he allowed them to see. Things went on normally, well as normal as a weapon smuggling motorcycle gang can be. There were a few runnings with outsiders trying to push in, and the leftovers of the Nation they needed to clean from their attempt to get a foothold in charming. There was also a memorable attempt by the Russians to take revenge that backfired on them spectacularly.

Meanwhile Harry was working on his cabin, building it by himself, though Dobby and Kreature occasionally came to help. The rune work alone was a bitch and a half, never mind the ritual, and work rooms. He ended up with a luxurious cabin with 11 bed-room suits in the middle of the woods in less than 5 months. Though considering it is going to belong to one of his children’s estates Harry wanted it done with everything possible they might ever need. He found it amusing that the cabin has 4 basement floors, yet only 2 above ground though considering 3 of his basement levels were hidden it did make sense. The Sons were amused when they saw he built, and fully stocked a wine cellar, but as Andy said, you can’t have a Black residence without a proper wine cellar, and a hidden armory, it just isn’t done. When he told the guys that they laughed loudly thinking he was joking.

Harry arranged for a secure privet floo that can only be accessed by the Tonks so no one but family would be able to enter his home, it was nice having certain blanket permissions. He is pretty sure the ICW regrets giving him that on his list of demands. But with his 2 little ones he was not taking unnecessary risks. And no, he doesn’t think his wards are overkill, even if they are set to fry intruders and gave the illusion of an electric fence, at least he made sure to not cause suspicion with the locals.

Medea’s nursery can be easily shifted to a proper child’s bedroom when she is old enough, but little Teddy’s room is beautifully painted with various magical animals on the walls. Kreature worked really hard on his drawings, he was disappointed when Harry told him to wait with Dea’s room because she is too young to choose something and if he works on something as magnificent as Teddy she wouldn’t want to hurt his feelings and have something she wants. A little emotional manipulation is the only way to go with the elf. Though he and Dobbie were touched to discover he made them elf quarters like they have in Hogwarts, and made sure they had an internal garden just for their use.

It did surprise him that a herd of thestrals and a pack of shadow wolves migrated to his property, both groups seemed to deem him safe and were easy to have a good relationship with. Their presence was useful a time or two, though the bones were an issue, thankfully his elves were there to always clear the human ones from his land. When his home was ready, he invited his children to stay for a few days, Dora decided to join the kids since her parents were busy with the Haven, and the Black proxy. At least that was the answer for young impressionable ears, and Dora and Harry will stand by it!

The guys at the club were shocked when he told them his kids are coming over for a week, Opie and Tara happily offered to come over with their own so they could meet them. It felt nice inviting them but asked them to wait two days before coming over, he wants to give Teddy and Madea time to adjust. Gemma and Piney looked at him really worried when they found out he has a 4 yo, and a 1 yo. Considering they know he’s only just turned 21 he can understand.

Overall it was a nice visit, Teddy loved his room, and Dora enjoyed lounging in the middle of the forest with Dea next to the duck pond he created (his baby loves those damn birds, and by Merlin she will have a pond filled with them!). As usual Hedwig kept a close eye on everyone, though it was clear that she would be staying with him in Charming, something he was not so secretly pleased with. The club came over on the 3rd day to meet his precious bundles, even a very pregnant Tara brought Able to meet Dea (he was too young for Teddy) Harry took out the grill, Kreature already prepared everything else, never mind that Harry wanted to cook.

Teddy loved it, being surrounded by all these macho men showing him the bikes and how to grill. Normally he has these insanely terrifying women, it was probably refreshing to know man can intimidate, the guys side eyed him when he jokingly told them that. It was worse when Dora agreed, the menace couldn’t stop laughing at them. Though he is pretty sure she and Kozik were eyeing each other, because the guy took Harry aside and asked if they were still together. Harry told him she is the mother of his children, and a good friend, and that is all. So if he steps out of line, if Dora doesn’t skin him, Harry will happily use his entrails to hang him for the ravens. Kozik understood and walked away slowly.

Opie came over with his and Lyla’s kids, which was nice because all 3 children are amazing, but something between the 2 didn’t feel right. Every time Opie was looking at her it was like he was wishing she was someone else. He was surprised to have Gemma come over with deserts. Though he was less surprised when she had the prospects follow her and carry everything. The kids didn’t really go to town much, though he and Dora drove them around to places Pinney recommended they would enjoy when he asked about light hiking with the kids. Surprisingly Opie brought his children as well, said it was something he figured they would like.

There was also an agility courses he built on his mountain, one for adults, and another for the children. It was fun seeing his and Opies’ kids run through it, though watching 2 of the prospects try and fail the same one as the kids disturbed him greatly. That was when he decided that as soon as his babies leave, he is going to whip the club in to shape. This isn’t the order of fried chicken, these men plan to go into the fray, he is not going to take chances with them not making it because they weren’t prepared. It seems he is going to need to add a few things on his land to train his club to a tolerable standard.

It was a good week, and just like everything it came to an end. Though not before he and Dora decided the kids would spend at least a week a month with him. Any other frequency would raise questions about travel, and in any case if the kids want or need him, they can always use the floo for something short and just stay on the property in the concealed magical areas. The guys were kinda off adorable with how they were trying to be stoically sensitive about his kids leaving, he appreciated the efforts no matter how clumsy they were.

What he didn’t get was that they were touched by the show of trust, Chibs in particular was well aware that after 2 years in the Belfast chapter, SAMBRO had no clue that he is a father. Yet Black saw no issue flying his children to Charming and inviting the brothers to spend time with them. More than that, he welcomed the other’s families to his home and made sure they all knew they have somewhere to go if they needed help.

When Chibs told the prospect that they finally understood that something must have gone really wrong for a member to not trust his brothers with even the knowledge of his children, never mind his home address. It wasn’t shame, clearly the man adores his kids and was on great terms with his baby mama. Moreover, when he introduced the Sons it was with nicknames and jokes. Even made sure his boy knew their ranks, and differences. Hell, he got Gemma to explain the term Old Lady to Teddy and write an explanation letter to his grandmother so the kid wouldn’t unintentionally use that term with her and force Harry to live on the run. Gemma decided that any women who can put that much fear in Black, is her kind of women. So yes, they understood that SAMBRO massed up. Though they still couldn’t believe Black had them all on a new training regime and no one was exempt, not even Piney.

Tara in particular was touched when Dora took her aside and made it clear that Harry was worried about her but didn’t wan’t to unintentionally overstep. It was the first time she realized that a club member was trying to respect her boundaries and waiting for her to signal what was acceptable, when she kept a closer look, she was pleased to find that he was far from the only one. She did find herself open to a few adjustments to further protect her family after that. Though she found it hilarious when Harry practically bagged her to let him fix a few things around the house explaining they are safety hazards that are giving him nightmares because Able is as mischievous as his little Medea. When he heard the 2 year old often stays with Gemma he panically ran to her home and do the same, considering they saw how he is with his own children they knew it was not an act which only made it more adorable.

It was a month later Harry asked for the club to meet in chapel, he had something to discuss, and he would rather not involve the prospects. The members were curious and relented. In the meeting he explained that in order to have clean papers to get here as quickly as he did, he had to exchange favors. That favor is being called in and he needs to go for he assumes 3 weeks, but that’s just an educated guess. The other members tried to get what this was about, but he kept his mouth shut, Black explained that just like he expects the other party not to disclose anything about him, and he would do the same. The brothers weren’t happy, but they accepted it to an extant. After all the guy was a powerhouse that cleared serval problematic gangs that were a blight in their territory. Never mind what he did to the Russians when they tried to retaliate his initial assault, his art instillations as he referred to them were a stuff off nightmares. It was good he was going to do it somewhere else placing a trail elsewhere.

Black also enforced a new training regime to the current members and prospects to what he precived as acceptable operational level and trained up their hand to hand combat, and firearm handling. When they asked why he insisted, Harry explained he didn’t like having to worry about them in the field as much, it’s distracting. He further elaborated that it was why he preferred for them not to join him when his goes ‘hunting’, they relented when they realized how serious he was. None of them were pleased but were completely unsurprised that he left them a schedule and goals to reach. Kozik and Miles felt like they were back in the force, only Black was somehow much harsher than each of their drill Sargents.

The brothers in prison were amused at the bitching by those on the outside. Somehow their youngest member managed to really lit a fire under them. When Jax and Bobby saw them they asked if they were preparing for something special since all of them suddenly jacked up. Though Chibs warned Bobby to start working on that belly because the kid wouldn’t let that continue for long, Phil dropped over 30 pounds regardless of the muscle mass he gained since Harry decided he needed proper training. He even has Piney doing specialized katas that fit his age and condition, the old men can now take you down from his seat. Tigs was horrified by feeling relived he was in prison, easpcially when Kozik told him Black was worse that Sargent MaChale.

All jokes aside Clay and Jax were worried by what that favor entailed, and if it would come back to bite them. Though from what the Chibs and Opie could figure Harry kept the two completely separated to make sure one did not reflect on the other. Besides they had other things to focus on like the new sheriff that decided to crawl up their arse.

It took 25 days for Harry to finish his favor, but when the president of MACUSA asked you to take on an assignment to the government that hosting him you relent. Easpcially when the assignment is a serial killer that likes to toy, and rape his underage victims. They were trying to catch him for over 8 years, and the trail was nearly non existent. Off course the idiots were always using either magic or technology, never really bothering to combine the 2. After 25 days of hunting he had the phsyco gutted like the animal he is, it bothered him that even though the hunt was hard, the fight was easy. Jackass only used magic, why use a wand when you can bring a gloc to a fight.

The president was shocked by how efficiently they received the remains of the target and were able to remove him from the most wanted list. Unfortunately they were incredibly happy to use the chance for PR and inform others that Lord Harry Potter removed such a creature from the streets. At least they didn’t make him have a photo taken. He is unaware they wanted to but one look at his face and they quickly changed their minds. Neville was pleased to have this in the papers it removed some of the pressure from him as the Potter proxy, since no one in their right mind would bother Andy for information about Harry.

When he returned to Charming it was just in time for Teddy, and Dea to come for a visit. It was somewhat hilarious that his rugrats helped him get the Sons to run drills and work on hand to hand. Opie and Kozik were particularly amused when Teddy had the prospects nocked out in a spar. He explained that he taught his baby certain things just in case and would happily tech Opie’s kids as well. Better safe than sorry as they say. It took Opie’s less than a moment of looking between 4-year-old Teddy, to former military Miles flat on his back to decide that he would very much prefer his children to know how to protect themselves. It took a few months, but Opie does sleep better after he saw his little girl destroy grown man in sparring. That’s not even getting in to the escape drills Black puts them through.

Andy also joined the trip with her grandchildren using the chance to go over the Black proxy, and Potter proxy for Neville. She enjoyed the week long break in the wood with her grandchildren. Andromeda worried about Harry but seeing the life he was trying to build soothed some of her concerns, having the current Lord Black a member of a muggle motorcycle gang honestly wasn’t the worst hobby for a member of the family, so she wasn’t going to complain.

The good thing was that she talked Gemma, Lyla, and Tara in to learning self defense. Even encouraged them to work on proper knife handling so they wouldn’t have to wait for anyone to ‘rescue’ them (she was displeased to discover that both Tara, and Gemma were attacked because of their association with the club.) The ladies were amazed that a posh English lady was baffled why they were dependent on their husband to defend them, saying her ancestors would be appalled if she didn’t destroy her attacker. This was one of those things that muggle high society, and magical high society differed greatly, and Harry found it to be hilarious. Easpcially because many of his shenanigans as lord Black were dismissed by the crown and the muggle ministry saying he wasn’t nearly as bad as he is predecessors. (He always believed they meant the Blacks, not realizing it was the Potters.)

Andromeda than continued to show them how a proper lady should handle a knife and instructed Harry with what they would be taught. He was happy with this development and followed Lady Andromeda’s orders to teach the 3 women what she deemed was proper for a lady to know. Though he was amused that she said there was no point with working with them on poisons considering how delicate the three are, Gemma wanted to take offense, but she was to entranced by how nonchalant her new best friend was about it all. The guys were laughing at him for bowing to her authority but very noticeably did it where she can’t hear.

A year and a half passed quickly, there were ups and downs, but the club pushed through. It didn’t hurt that the porn studio was making good profit, when Andy herd of Lyla’s job she encouraged her to use her experience and connection to go behind the camera to gain more control. This proved to be a wise decision when they went over the revenue, to say Opie was pleased with this new turn of event would be an understatement.

Most of the other gangs were steering clear from SAMCRO territory. That was likely thanks to Harry’s aggressive pruning, though he did take them on a few of his hunting trips as he like to call them, said they could use the exercise. Harry also had 4 more unplanned trips, but they all worked around it. Chibs was starting to have a theory, and he wasn’t sure how comfortable he was looking further into it.

Harry still doesn’t get how he turned into this super hunter for the authorities, both magical and non magical come to when they have a target that for years they can do nothing about. The good thing is that he accumulated quite the resume, along with a list of favors and exceptions from various governments for both the Black, and Potter families. The annoying part is that they keep coming back for more. Though with the mess in Central America he dealt with 2 months prior he hopes they will stay back for at least a little while. Taking down a human scarifies cult that tried to enslave a major muggle teritory was disturbing. He had to fight his way through quite a lot of psychos to get out there, the idiots were exhausting, though it was amusing how his nickname followed him from England.

Having to deal with the long-term assignment of the gang in Mexico wasn’t helping matters, thankfully some of his elves missed playing spies for him with the DE and took the new challenge with gusto. He has been making random night trips all over Central America for over a year thinning out the gang and their associates. Though he did enjoy the weapons and other toys his elves collected when he cleared a location, never mind the cash flow from what he ‘confiscated’. The disturbing thing was that it was a trafficking gang that operated on both the muggle, and magical world and because of that a lot of the creatures had to find a safe place to recover. His elves were able to find the victims safe places to go to, though quite a few creatures found their way to his various properties. Thankfully with his activities in Central America other than a select few, no one know’s the reaper is in Charming.

Annoyingly someone from organized crime unit was looking into the undisclosed version of his file, from what his contact told him SAMCRO is getting a closer look, and he doesn’t like it. With the rest of the charter released from jail the timing can’t be a coincidence. As soon as the 6 members of the charter were longer than a day out, they made sure to have a proper sit down. Their families were all excitedly waiting for them, so they wanted to give them a moment before getting back in business. When everyone finally had a chance to review everything in chapel and Opie provided the Prez and V.P. with all the information, Harry asked to add something. He let them know the warning he received; Organized crimes are looking closely at them, and it can’t be a fluke to happen just as the rest of the club is out of prison. It dimed the celebration, but by the calculating looks they knew better than to take his warnning lightly. They tried to ask him further questions but he was tight lipped about the source, the afternoon meeting wasn’t going anywhere so they decided to end it.

Harry knew the writing on the wall and decided to go home so he wouldn’t say or do anything he shouldn’t. The rest of the members talked a little because they noticed that Black seemed cornered with how they all kept asking him questions, it was decided since he was closer to some they would go to him and talk. The rest would wait at the club to hear back what they learned. As much as they trusted their brother, his obvious connection in the government and the mysterious trips were not sitting well with anyone. Though considering he wasn’t hiding the connection they figured he wasn’t a rat, but it was obvious he needed a little cooling, so they waited a few hours

Later that evening Opie, Chibs, and Kozik came to visit him at his home, they had some questions and observation and presented it all to him calmly with an unvoiced demand to clarify. He understood their worry, and considering they were trying to be respectful he couldn’t begrudge them the need to know. Besides, if they look him up they would find some things about him as Sir Harry Black from the knighthood and multiple incidents that followed, the crown did insist to have certain information made known to reduce the public scrutiny. It’s probably better to tell them himself than let them reach their own conclusions, they might take it better, unlike SAMBRO

“The simple answer is yes, the warnings and my trips are directly connected. The thing is I am unable to elaborate about what it is I actually do for them, especially since they know better than to even consider asking me about the club.” That was something all 3 can understand. The problem is they still have someone with government access that has one of their brothers in some sort of an arrangement. When Chibs explained it, Harry told him to look up Harry Black on the internet, see what comes up in context of England. Kozik went to Harry’s computer and started looking, what he found had him shocked, Opie and Chibs were looking over his shoulder and weren’t really sure how to respond.

“That’s why McGee liked having you under boot. You're not just anyone. You’re a knighted lord…” Harry stood in front of them looking sheepish

“How the fuck does an English lord joins a gun smuggling motorcycle gang?” Kozik was so confused. The other 2 were just shaking their heads in similar befuddlement. Chibs was still looking at the screen when he realized something else, “your’e barely 23 and if I’m not wrong you were still a teen when you were knighted…”

“Well Kozik, by not knowing of his status until it was probably to late to try and make me a’ proper’ member of society …” all 3 didn’t understand how he didn’t know about this. “As for the knighthood Chibs, that’s a longer explanation that goes back to my parents. My mom and dad were part of a task force going after the DE, a terrorist organization active in Europe, and Britain in particular, during 60’ and 70’s. “Chibs quickly recognized and looked horrified. Everyone steered clear from those psychos. “In 81 the leader of the DE came to my house to end them knowing it was a substantial blow. My parents died whilst causing him a crippling injury and he went in to hiding for over a decade. Someone in power in their infinite wisdom placed me with my mother's estranged sister, forcing her to take me in despite her and my mother’ known hostile relationship in the name of ‘protection’. My late mother and her family were commoners, and due to circumstances at the time didn’t know what my last name stood for, though in retrospect that might not be as bad considering it meant they didn’t know about my inheritance, only the stipend they received to ‘keep’ me. Never mind they never spent a dime on me, nor even bother to tell me what my actual name is until the school needed it.” This was starting to paint a disturbing picture that none of them were comfortable with. Unfortunately, it explained certain triggers they noticed with the kid.

Harry just smiled sardonically and went to fix everyone tea, said if he drinks anything stronger, he won’t be able to tell them the rest. By the time they each had a cup he continued to tell them about his aunts lies, and how at 11 he was invited to an exclusive school his father’s family had gone to for centuries, one he had been signed to since he was a babe. He also told them about the leader of the DE repeated attempts on his life since the age of 11, and his parents former CO using him to draw the leader out. Then when he was 14 the DE managed to kidnap him and murder a friend in front of him then went ahead to torture the teen, he barley made it out. It was a little after that when he finally understood his parents former CO was setting him up to die, so he made a secret agreement with the British gov’t, and the crown to give him a carté blanch to hunt the DE, and than leave him be. All 3 men looked at him horrified, Chibs and Opie were parents, they couldn’t comprehend having any of their kids in that kind of madness.

Harry waited for them to calm when he explained that it wasn’t that he was looking for a fight, nor that the minister was pleased by having him go after the DE. It was that his parents former CO and the DE were never going to let him go, never mind live, none of them was going to give him the mercy of a quick death. He figured since he is already in this mess he might as well make sure he had some level of protection. It took him almost 3 years but he got most of them. Since than various governments get him to hunt down their impossible criminals to catch for them in return for certain protections, and favors. All of which are used to protect his children, whom he already passed the titles and estates to.

That was when Opie realized the real issue that was bothering him.” You know, I could never understand why Teddy and Dea aren’t with you. It’s obvious you adore them, every time they leave it’s like someone gutted you. So why if you so clearly love them and want to be in their lives are you not.” they all knew the answer, but the sorrow in Harry’s eyes was enough.

“Hmm… not to be rude, but I still don’t get how you joined the Sons…” Kozik can understand the rest, well not really…

“The gang thing is not that much of a leap, it’s part of why the crown worked so hard to suppress the public records about me, I did wage a one-man war against a terror organization, and perhaps some ministry departments to… just a few.. and none of my supplies were acquired legally since there was no way the minister of England would supply a teen firearms, and bombs. I have a reputation in Britain because every time I needed something I would just eliminate the people who had it and took what I wanted.” He looked at them sheepish, the incredulous looks were understandable.

Kozik looked at him uncomfortably, “ how old were you when you decided on that method? ” and Opie looked calculating asking, “how successful was it?” Chibs just looked at them disturbed.

“Well… the first raid I was probably 15 give or take, and very… the police took credit on decrease of gang activity because I have fondness for explosives, and it’s not easily found in England. Maybe 1 of 3 gangs I raided had the supplies I wanted, though I did collect a disturbing amount of drugs so I started converting a lot of it so I can add it to a dodet I created that mixed it to their air supply. Man… it was hilarious to see the effect it had on DE grunts.” It was fun messing with those inbreds, he’s pretty sure many of the snatchers ended up in rehab because of him. Chibs was rubbing his face, while Opie and Kozik were quietly laughing.

“Anyway, joining SAMBRO…It was a fluke, I initially met Liam and Bran, Chibs’ nephew while traveling with my bike and became friends them. I was a nomad back than, most of my enemies haven’t learned yet to stay away so it’s not like I could settle. But Belfast was quiet, and Liam and Bran were good people.” Chibs was a little emotional by that, he dearly missed Bran.” At first, they were a bunch of guys I could understand, people that made sense to me. Which for someone with my past is not a given. Then 4 months after I was patched someone recognized me from the papers, and from that point on I was a trophy… again…McGee even started calling me Sir Black…” some of that they each understood in their own way, well not the Sir part, but being an outsider finding your place with a bunch of misfits. “So.. what now?”

The 3 looked at one another when finally Chibs was the one to talk, “we’ll tell Jax and Clay that your past, it’s not something that should bother the club, and your contact mostly gives you warnings about when someone looks you up though I hope you understand we need to explain the Sir part... It would clarify most of the issues easpcially why you know to give us a heads up.” Both Opie and Kozik nodded their heads.

Opie than added, “as for the assignments, that’s just you keeping on good terms with people from your past. And those good terms and connections a layer of protection for you kids. Which is why you are so carful to keep it separate from the club.”

Harry took a deep breath. “…I like my life here, I like you guys… really hoped it would stay that way a little longer…” there wasn’t much to say after that.

The guys went back to the club after knowing the rest are waiting. They stopped on the side of the road and talked, they couldn’t figure out if it should be a club wide conversation or just Clay and Jax. When the 3 got there they realized it was out of their hands, Juice had already looked him up and the guys were questioning the prospects and Piney about him. Chibs ended up calling everyone in since they were all clearly running with they're own theories and none of them are good. They all ended up sitting there letting Chibs, Opie, and Kozik explain Harry’s past, well… some of it…

After it was all said and done, they were quiet for a while until Jax asked, “Chibs, you're from that side of the ocean, how much of a big deal is it? The title or what ever…”

Chibs was thinking it over, he wasn’t sure how to answer it. “ the lord title is and isn’t… it comes with responsibilities and assets, which to my understanding he placed under his children’s name in conservation, so it isn’t in issue for at least 2 more decades. It’s the fact that someone managed to block it from him for so long that’s the problem. Between the Crown and protective services, it shouldn’t have been possible… so yes, that’s a big deal. It’s probably why they keep a closer watch over who looks into his records. Having a high-ranking heir, whose parents died while serving the country disappear is not just an embarrassment but a security breach.” They all took that in while the Scottish man continued.

“The fact that his parents, then 15 year later he went toe to toe with with the Death Eaters and won is terrifying. It also explains why he looked at the Russians like a panther looking at a kitten. Those guys are psychos, the IRA kept their distance from what those maniacs did. They used to raid entire towns and destroy them; you were lucky if they only tortured you for hours before you died.” Listening to that had them all disturbed, most weren’t sure how to react to something like that. Happy just looked like he got it.

“What about his connections? Those favors… when is a favor going to be about us…” the last thing Clay wanted was to have a traitor in his mix.

All three brothers scuffed at that, it was oddly the prospect that answered, though considering Miles is former military he might have the right perspective. “Who ever is asking those favors won’t waist it on us. A guy in Harry’s caliber is not someone you ask for help unless you’re desperate, I can guarantee you they get him to do the wet work they are too afraid to send their own people in. And even than, the only reason he even considers the conversation with them is because it’s protection for the kids.” Opie, Chibs, and Kozik nodded in agreement.

Kozik then added, “If anything, I’m pretty sure they keep asking for those favors so they can keep and eye on him and hopefully get rid of him…” Chibs and Miles nodded in agreement while the others looked confused so he elaborated. “An operative in his level is not someone you want loose in the world. I’ll bet you anything that who ever is in-charge of keeping an eye on him was relived Harry found us. That he’s setting down roots.”

Tigs understood, after all his former CO was the same way with him and Kozik when they joined the Sons, but Jax was confused, “what do you mean?”

Opie elaborated catching on to what Kozik was trying to say, “ his a lone wolf, he is THE lone wolf. The man has 2 kids and he lives on a different continent from them because his mere presence is a danger. Having a group of ‘normal’ people, well… normal compare to him… is a good way to ground him. It’s not like he would ever be able to have a good relationship with any of the other nobles.” There were a lot considering looks at this, though Tigs, Happy and Juice were sniggering.

Juice than explained that there were several different articles with incidents of Sir Black stabbing one lord or another. Even a video where he beat up some push twat with a spoon... They were all amused by that, they wanted to see the video with the spoon beat down.

Once the laughter calmed Jax finally looked at the three and asked, “I’m guessing that was his problem with SAMBRO… they knew about all of that…” Chibs looked so disappointed by this.

“Not only did they know, unlike us they were around for the second rise of the DE, the fact they were so dismissive and disrespectful to the person who got rid of those psychos is a shame. Even the IRA would respectfully shake his hand for that. I was around in the first waive, and from the stories I heard they were even more depraved in their second round.” Chibs was fuming as he was speaking.

Opie looked Clay in the eye when he added his 2 cents. “He doesn’t want this to be an issue, he is already preparing himself for us to either overreact or try and take advantage of him.”

Bobby nodded his head in agrement “Remember back in Belfast… he’s done being yanked around, even made it a condition of his transfer… if we try and play games he isn’t going to take it.” He said looking meaningfully Clay. The rest of club were agreeing just as seriously. Clay knew he had to tread carefully, the men clearly just wanted to live his life and him trying to use him will guaranty to blow in all of their faces. This wasn’t Tigs…

“So, we have a British lord on the charter, and the push prick makes Happy look like a Girl Scout selling cookies…” he scuffed. “Screw it, I want him around long enough to make Bobby run laps.” An offended ‘hey’ came from down the table, while the rest were laughing.

It was a consensus to leave it be, and if Black gives them a warning from the authorities to take it seriously. They tried to go back to normal, but the guys who had a chance to get to know him noticed how guarded he was. There wasn’t much they could do but give this time.

Clay, Tigs, and Happy were amused that when they went with Chibs for one of their regular dealings, the forty sixers were relived they were the ones there. It was an odd day when people look at a recently released Happy, and Tigs as the nicer option. Off course than Clay went ahead and made a deal through the Mayans with the Galindo cartel that woke a whole knew slew of issues.

The club had to vote on the matter, and Harry was the one most objecting.

“I don’t understand, I tell you we have organized crime on our ass and than you go and bring cocaine into the mix… you just got out, are you that desperate to go back in?” Black looked at Clay incredulously.

Clay was pissed. “Hey watch it, you might have been a big shot till now, but I’m still the prez. And this is a good deal. It would make all of our lives better.” There were quite a few noises towards both sides of the argument, but it was clear that the 2 are leading the charge in opposite directions. For once Jax looked unsure how to handle the situation though he was clearly unhappy about the drugs.

“Had we been in Britain I would agree with you that drugs are the smarter option. But we are in the US, and drugs are the vice the feds like to focus on the most. It’s not like guns where it’s a cultural thing and they give it their ‘best’ effort, the war of drugs is how politicians and law enforcers make their carers. Taking us down with a link to a drug cartel is like taking down a major serial killer for who ever is leading the charge. It would be considered a huge get, much bigger than we already are.” Black was trying to make Clay understand the money isn’t worth it. “We’re not like the Cartel, or how the Russians were. We don’t have the money, clout, or network to pull through a RICO investigation with the sort of resources the drugs would allow them to utilize.”

“Look the kids right, we already know we are under another investigation, the last thing we need is to give them incentive. We barely made it out of the last mess and that needed a lot of balls being in the air and Jax’s ability to fart plans into existence from how left field it was.” Bobby couldn’t understand why this is even a conversation.

Juice wasn’t sure what to think of all of this, “Sure, it’s not the best time to start something new, but when is it ever?”

“Look we finally have things stable, with the Russians, and the Nation out of the way we don’t have as much competition, we can get things done quietly without having to worry about any off the regular chaos.” Chibs added.

They kept going back and forth, it was clear they were divided. At a certain point Harry got quiet and was just watching Clay, something didn’t sit right, he is selling this to hard, to desperate, even knowing it was more of a risk to everyone. Harry would never scan someone unless it’s for interrogation, but he found surface thoughts is same as reading body language. As soon as he skimmed Clay’s surface thoughts, he found he didn’t like this situation at all. The more he heard the worse it got.

Black was furious when he hit his hand on the table, his face was hard, everyone went silent as he looked at Clay, “you already agreed.” The rest looked confused, but they quickly started to realize what he was saying, Clay committed the club to be the new distributor to the cartel despite it needing to be a vote. Suddenly even those that would have agreed because it was Clay were no longer ok with any of it, the only one that wasn’t pissed was Tigs. This was a big violation of the power they granted him, they all knew it, hell, they had to hold Piney from jumping the guy. Turns out Harry’s training for the man was really working…

It was decided that Jax, and Opie would go with Clay for the next meeting with the Galindo cartel because they wanted to see how to get out of this mess. Black made it clear he is coming, not even Clay dared argue the raging panther sitting across from him. Later when all was said and done, they were all spread around the club Harry worked on his Glocs and Tokerevs, the only ones even coming near him were Piney, Kozak and Opie, the rest gave the guy a wide berth. An hour later Harry got a note from Chibs packed his guns and left.

“What’s going on?” Jax asked worried. It was clear the guy was on the verge of going feral and this was not something they could contain, even Happy was keeping his distance.

Opie had no problem explaining “Chibs found him an address for his aggression… Every once in a while a different group calls us for a favor dealing with someone they can’t. We found it’s a good release for Harry, though he doesn’t take just any favor. Anyways I asked Chibs to find him a mess that needs to be made.” Everyone were listening to this a little overwhelmed. From the sound of it SAMCRO is on it’s way to becoming the area’s enforcer.

Jax was a little unnerved, “just how many are in our debt? Is this with everyone?” Clay was now paying even closer attention; this seems like he might cause problems with his club's golden goose.

It was Chibs that spoke, “at least once a month, ever since the situation with the Russians he systematically removed groups that didn’t agree with ‘our standard of operations’ as he puts it, most of our allies liked the results, hell even the sherif backed off a little and we now have better privileges at the docks. It didn’t hurt that he took down La Onda, and the Diablos. The Mayans were particularly happy with us since.”

The guys let that sink in, those were two groups everyone tended to steer clear from, probably even more than the Russians. To learn they no longer exist because of their English man was off balancing. Bobby did notice something, “Chibs, what sort of ‘operations’ is he most strongly unhappy with…”

The Scott was amused, “anyone that targets a child is ‘open season’ as far as he is concerned. You should have been here when he went after La Onda, according to Alverz everyone heard the screams for miles. The police tried to intervene but couldn’t enter the warehouse they were hold up in. When it finally stopped the door opened and all they found was disfigured corpses with faces full of pain.” Miles, Kozik and Opie looked reminiscing, while Phil and Ratboy paled at the memory. The rest of them weren’t sure how to feel about it but Tigs and Happy were far too intrigued for anyone’s comfort.

It took a few days but Black came back and was a little less feral, it didn’t hurt he did a short hop to Mexico and made a dig at his long term project.

Harry had everyone of the realest members start working on weapon handling and hand to hand, they were surprised he build a training course and sparring area on his property, never mind the shooting range. The 6 former inmates were shocked to discover he made sure to once a week have the old ladies, and Opie’s kids over to run them through katas and drills. Made sure all are able get out of being held with and without weapon and take down a stronger opponent. Both Clay, and Jax hadn’t realized until they talked to their old ladies how much they needed it. Both women were not dealing well with what happened with the Nation, and their husbands being in jail. With the training Black made sure they didn’t feel as unsettled.

At first some of them were worried he might be making a move towards some of the ladies, Clay in particular. Until they saw how he was with them and realized he was training them with the same attitude he did the guys. It was not a man talking to a woman, but an instructor drilling a student. They were impressed by how good of a teacher he was despite being so much younger than them all, even the prospects.

The entire club found themselves training up under the supervision of an angry Sargent Black as some of them refer to his instructor persona, even Piney. Clay was unable to work around his normal way when Harry called him out on his condition and adjusted his training to fit him better. The Prez was pissed the kid dared speak to him that way, but couldn’t argue that he felt better with the exercises Black had him doing. In less than a week doing the katas the kid insisted on he his arms and back felt less pressured, the worst part was that he gave Gemma a recipe for shakes to have him drink in the morning and he can’t disprove it didn’t help. Though it pissed him of to have Piney look at him with sympathy and amusement.

Bobby and Tigs saw the training course thinking it’s a bitch and a half but with some work they could do it, that was until Kozik let them know that was the kids' course, theirs was after a mile run for warm up. Bobby wondered if he should go back to prison, he didn’t need to do this shit, this is what guns were for. Tigs just had an uncomfortable flashback to boot camp, Kozik looking at him with a sad knowing look didn’t help.

Jax didn’t really have a problem with any of that once he saw how terrifying his club became, suddenly their new reputation made a whole lot of sense, besides he respects the man that made sure his old lady, and his mother were safe even without him around. Tara told him about a few situations Black showed to make sure her and the kids were ok, situations she was not in a good place, and he came and made the problem go away without making a big deal out of it. He even insisted on her coming over with the kids to his property when his kids are in town, showed her that if Teddy can take down a grown man there is no reason she and Able couldn’t. It made a whole lot of difference in how well she slept at night. It also got her to be a little more comfortable with the club when there were guys like him and Opie around. She did make him laugh saying after meeting Harry’s baby mama she understood why none of the crow eaters were his type. According to everyone Dora is a female version of Chibs in a supermodel package only much more deadly, he was really looking forward to meeting her.

Happy, and Juice knew better than to not to do as they were told, both recognized an unhinged gringo that would happily tare through a target. The rest of the guys were just relived at least some of the boys understood to cooperate, Black was in a snit, and Chibs was running out of targets to provide him.

Having Teddy and Dea come over for a visit was a relief for everyone, though Tigs accidentally scared Dea by running into the room yelling not knowing she was there. It was hilarious watching him flat on his arse thanks to a 4 year old with pig tails, the poor bastard would never live it down. To add insult to injury her grandmother had Madea apologize to Tig for bulling him. It was than that Clay understood why Gemma was looking forward to Andy bringing the kids over. though when he saw the old ladies heading to the back with Lady Andromeda as Madea introduced her grandmother to him ‘the president of this organizations’ (according to Black, she was forced to practice etiquette and decided they would be her practice dummies, he couldn’t even be angry at the brat.). Watching a posh lady do knife work with his old lady was something he enjoyed… though he didn’t like the looks on rest of the guys when he noticed.

It was 2 more weeks when it was time for the next exchange with the Galindo cartel, Clay was well aware that he needed to talk them out of this situation unless he wants to disappear on Black’s lands in one of those game nights the guys whispered in horror about. It didn’t help that before they drove to the rendezvous Opie briefed everyone ‘not to mention Harry’s name and just go with the crazy, it was better not to try and contain the chaos, it normally ended up better for them.’ Clay was suspecting Happy and Tigs were taking noted from how intrigued they looked.

When they arrived to the rendezvous the boys were exchanging weapons for drugs as Clay and Jax took Romero and his captain to the side to have a word with them. Clay tried to explain that as he warned the matter did not pass the vote at the table so they couldn’t continue doing business. It was clear the 2 were about to pressure them, but Black somehow got there and was leaning on Torres like they were the best of friends, the man was trying to pull away clearly disturbed and confused by not noticing Black coming.

Opie came after him looking same as he always did when his kids were playing around trying to corral the idiot. “Come on buddy, I know you want to play, but we promised Clay to give them a chance to walk…”

“But look at him, his chick bones are so lovely…” his finger caressing his face Tores face wasn’t helping. “How can I resist.” Romero and Tores were clearly getting angry and were not happy with the situation at all.

Romero was looking from Clay to Black telling him to control him man, than Black said something in Spanish that from what they could tell involved a painting and virgin sheep (?) that had both Tores and Romero pale. Tores uncomfortably asked Black a few more questions getting more and more unsettled with the answers from the perhaps high but clearly unstable Black who was now playing with Romero’s hair and commenting how beautiful his eyes would look on his next mural as Opie was patting his arm telling him to let Clay handle club business. Meanwhile some of Romero’s man were slowly coming towards them, probably following a signal from either Romero or Tores.

“But look, they clearly want to stay and play, prez said I’m not allowed to play if they leave, and they don’t want to leave. So I get to play, those were the rules, you said so!” He looked like a disgruntled pup. Clay and Jax were getting more and more confused. It didn’t help that some of the guys from the cartel tried to take him down and were on the floor bleeding with Black still lounging between Torres and Romero. Torres tried to move but Black did something that had him frozen.

Opie kept ‘trying’ to get Black to leave them be still talking in a soothing tone “They didn’t agree to play with you buddy, remember what the Prez asked, no more breaking new friends, it’s not nice.” Jax was catching on and he was starting to like the direction it was taking. Romero and Tores clearly knew something about their brother and were deeply unsettled.

“Don’t worry little brother, let me and Clay finish talking to the nice man, we would be happy to see some of your new art-work. I’m sure Alberz still have pictures from your La Onda display.” He was talking to a deranged killer like it was Able, it was hilarious how discomforted it made Clay and the cartel.

“But the Galindo boys are a such beautiful muse, I can just see the mural. Between the capitans bones, and the eyes on this one it would be magnificent. Besides it’s been months since my last mural and the materials weren’t nearly as lovely…” he looked so sad as Tores actually flinched, “what do you think, your eyes would just sparkle for all to see, do you want to be in my next art piece…” Black had Romero’s face in his hands, with an unhinged look in his eyes. The cartel captain was clearly not ok with any of this, and not sure how to get out of it.

“Come on buddy, lets go ask Alvarez if he has new playmates for you, if I’m not wrong he found you a pedo, it’s been a while since the last time you played with one of those.” Black looked so excited and ran to Alvarez squalling like a child where was his new toy. Chibs must have warned him because the Mayan Prez was very happy to give him a list of addressees, or as they called it a new Lego set. Black left with Opie, and one of Alvarez man while the Mayan Prez came to join their conversation. All the while Tores and Romero were looking at the whole thing with pale faces and deep discomfort. Clay and Jax just let them absorb the crazy pretending like it was all normal and neither was just as terrified as the 2 cartel members.

When Black finally left Romero turned to Alvarez and with a furious look demanded why he didn’t warn them the Reaper was there. Considering the Mayans prez looked confused he clearly had no idea what he was talking about, that was when Kozik ran up to them telling Romero that their brother doesn’t really like that name so it’s better not to use it, in fact it’s better not to mention to anyone they met him least they caused offense. If they do that, even Clay asking him wouldn’t work. Romero and Tores looked at each other and complied with the suggestion.

“Look Romeo, you can see why we were trying to get you away before he noticed. This isn’t someone you command, it’s someone you ask nicely and hope they cooperate.” Jax tried to smooth over the situation.

Kozik than added, “ ye, he was feeling inspired lately, it didn’t help he kept talking about how you guys made a good muse.”

Alveraz unknowingly added fuel to the fire. “Is that why Chibs kept calling everyone in the last few weeks asking for new toys to break? Because we were really scraping the bottom for today. Even the Chinese were running out of targets.” He looked like everything suddenly made sense.

Kozak nodded, “ye, he was very excited the guys are out and wanted to do something special, last time he was this happy the Hooligans were in town…” the Mayan shivered at the memory.

Romeo took a deep breath, “we prefer not to work at the same territory as the R.. hmmm.. him. So this is our last transaction, and we will look for a different distributor.” The Sons looked at him in understanding, but Alveraz was confused and tried to argue the guy wasn’t so bad. It wasn’t until Jax told him he wanted to use Romero and Tores as his latest ‘muse’ and the only thing stopping him was that Clay asked him to let them decide if the want to stay or go that Alveraz not only relented but looked concerned.

When everyone went their separate ways the Sons who were unfamiliar with Black suddenly understood why everyone kept looking at them with relief when Black wasn’t there. No wonder none of the prospects found happy unsettling, in comparison he wasn’t that bad. They drove the shipment they received from today’s exchange to the warehouse they arranged; they also wanted a chance to have a sit down and get an explanation to what on earth was that.

Once everyone was settled, they sat in the warehouse where Chibs and Kozik explained that Chibs did a little digging with his friends back home and according to them ‘The Reaper’ was a nickname Black collected while working through the DE ranks and going shopping in London as he likes to call it. (It was a very disturbing way to refer to brutal murder but to each their own.) and it really is a name Black does not like so it’s better not to mention it.

As for the art reference that’s how he sends a massage to others, it’s brutal but affective. It’s also the code they started to use so they wouldn’t give anything away. Apparently, that is a massage he always used so the fact that some of his work started showing in California and Nevada is not a big deal because he also uses it on his trips, and that’s global. The 6 former inmates were a little discomforted by it, but since it was clearly working for them and not against them they decided to let it be. Though Clay was worried about how to go forward having a member he clearly has no power over, Jax was bad enough but he knew how to work him, Black was a whole other ball game, and it might be healthier to leave him be. Romero and Tores fleeing California when they realized who he is, was a big enough red flag that even he doesn’t want to mess with it. It didn’t help that the guys who knew Black for the past 2 years were telling them about some of the encounters and each sounded more deranged than the former.

Though unbeknown to the club MACUSA, the CIA, and Mexican authorities gave Black a carte blanche to go against a particular magical gang that worked mostly through Mexico, the group worked in both magical and non magical world, and neither authority was able to contain them for the past 7 decades. In less than 2 years he systematically destroyed over 60% of their operations of one of the most deranged gangs that ever hit Central America, using his Arts installation as a calling card. Even the cartels were happy to see them go, it was why the Galindo cartel felt comfortable expanding.

By the time the cocaine was sold Black cleared quite a few sex offenders from the area, Clay internalized that perhaps it is wiser to let Jax steer the club to a more legal revenue. It feels less troublesome, Tigs and Happy getting inspired by the ‘art instillations’ did not help his peace of mind. Especially when the guy only allowed them to join him after they passed his criteria of ‘operational readiness’. Though the club did manage to build a healthy fearsome reputation so none of the brothers were complaining, unless you reminded Bobby of the training course…

There were a few developments none of the guys saw coming, Jax suddenly pushing the club to allow black people to join the charter while Black was gone on one of his ‘trips’ was out of left field. That was until Chibs quietly explained to the Sons the DE were big on blood supremacy, this rule was not something they want Black to figure out they were accepting off. In truth Harry found out Juice was being pressured by the sherif for having a black father and made it go away until a better solution came up, though he honestly didn’t know about that particular clause before then. A few words here and there next to Chibs, Jax, and Piney and the ball started rolling. Though in truth none of the other charters understood why that was still in the by laws.

It was odd having the club as a whole move to a more legal direction, Jax was surprised by the lack of push from Clay but figured the man gained healthy respect (?) to their youngest member and the last thing he wanted was to mess that up. Though he did enjoy the new direction the Sons were having, despite the fact he was now under the watchful eye of an English drill Sargent that always thought he was out of shape. At least his old lady appreciated the results.

It also allowed him to handle matters in the club better instead of his original plan of walking away. While in prison Jax was reevaluating the situation he was in, he had a wife and 2 children whilst he was waisting away in prison missing it all. It didn’t help that he knew his father wanted them out of gun running and no matter what they did they kept being pushed deeper. He now had a window to undo some of the damage in a way that allowed him to stay in Charming and the Sons without worrying about what it might do to his family. It didn’t hurt that his wife was more comfortable with the club since the English man was in the picture. Funny enough when he was in prison, he used to be slightly worried the man might be making a move on his wife, Opie kept laughing at him of saying when you meet Dora you would know just how funny you are. After meeting Dora with a goofy Black announcing they were expecting another child he really did understand just how ridicules the mere suggestion was. Though the feral Englishman letting them know he would be doing some pruning in Britain in expectation for his little cub did make a few of them unsettled. Dora looking at him with an indulgent smile asking him to leave some for her mother really did explain a lot.