Novel & Cerita Blood Gang Bandana

CHAPTER 35 •BELLA’S POV• The axe tattoo above on the neck. If I and Matteo’s guess wasn’t wrong then we definitely have a lead on who our attacker may be. Or rather,where they’re from. THE DEVILS GATE! They were a well known cult gang who tried to disguise themselves as Mafias to infiltrate the mafia world and get high end informations on strong Mafia households. They worked with a particular set of bandits; THE ENZO’s.

I hushed the baby while tears were still streaming down my own face. I was covered in blood which I'm assuming wasn't good for the baby. "Hold him" I mumbled, handing him to Ice. Suddenly my tears stopped as my whole body filled with rage. A level of anger that I had never reached before. I walked over to the body of the man as I searched for any gang symbol; that's when I found it. Haze's gang symbol is tattooed on this man's arm. Then I was screaming only out of pain and fury.

Like they could lift her up with a finger. These people were not her match. She was just thinking when she noticed the tattoo drawn on the wrist of one of the men. It was a drawing of a dragon's head chained inside a flaming ring. Her eyes filled with recognition and she almost gasped but she kept it down thankfully, not allowing the fear to completely seize her. These people belonged to one of the most notorious gangs. S-rank first class killers from the dragon's ring. Whoever they've set their eyes on, they take. They make no mistakes.

She skims through the dusty, yellow papers while I observe her Rin silence. When she finds the page she was searching for she gestures for me to come over. “I think she was attacked by one of the Band of Blood. They are known for having received gifts from the Sun God himself. If I am correct the fog still festers in her blood. You marking her didn’t exactly help, it weakened her already fragile state. We need to clean her blood thoroughly, until there is nothing left of the fog.” She says.

Ben said, and I nodded. “Let’s go.” I looked at Azrael, who stood up, and I followed suit before waving at Ben. We got to the start line of the game and since we weren’t exactly much, there was only one grand prize. Azrael surprised me when he handed me a white headband before I took it and stared at it. “Why are you giving me this?” I asked as Azrael tied his. “In my culture, tying a headband represents sportsmanship and team spirit. Though we aren’t really large but I felt it would fit the mood since this is our first editor-author event.” Azrael explained as I stared at the headband before I tied it to my forehead.

There are the tips of bandages poking out underneath his dark shirt. I slip off the bed, folding my aching body into a bow. "Firstblade." He puts down his bloodied bandanna on the nightstand. The dark cloth must be stained twice over with blood, from all the Ghosts and soldiers Ezra had ever killed. He wore it to every battle, every warfront. My stare fixes on the fresh red on the cloth before turning back to him. He sighs heavily. "I don't know what to do with you." My eyes widen.

The elder said putting down the book and picking up the knife, such an arrangement I didn’t like that much but knew it had to be done. Holding out our hands, a single slice is first placed upon Alban’s palm before it turned to me, the blade sliced along my skin sharply allowing a little pain to spread through and blood begin to drop from the wound. Now with our bleeding hands, we walk closer interlocking our fingers, our bloods now mixing with one another whilst the elder, holding a white silk ribbon which represented purity and the pack, wrapped the ribbon around our interlocked hands tightly tying it so our hands were pressed together ever so tightly.

She had a big gash in her right thigh, her head was bleeding and her arm looked bruised, she walked towards me and lifted her hand to my head. 'I am fine, we need to warn the rest of the pack, there is this weird man attacking' she said through the link, what was that? 'How can you mind link without the pack bond?' i asked in shock. 'I am a witch hybrid who can manifest the sun, and all that surprise you is the fact that i can mindlink without the pack bond, you underestimate me a lot'she replied amused. leaving her hand on my forehead she continued 'we need to go back' passing by and removing her hand from me, feeling the lost of her touch, I turned and walked by her side, my wolf missing h

I knew for sure that this day was my death, just had to wait for the painless wound. A man carrying a machete stared at me with a red eye then started slowly towards me , his machete dripped of blood, his hand tied with a scarf. Everything about him reflected “death”. I could not bear the thought of being hitched to death, it was surely not the painless death that I had prayed to come.

“Yep.” “Follow me.” We step out into what looks like a cocktail reception. “Oh, and one more thing,” the man says. “Lift your hair, please.” I lift my blonde hair and feel him wrap something smooth around my neck. “All done. Everyone participating is wearing a ribbon. The color indicates what your kink is.” I look down at my pale pink ribbon. “So pink means —” “Gangbang,” he finishes for me. “Every time you fuck someone, you can get them to initial this.”