Chapter 2

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Jax, Chibs, Tig, Greg the Peg and Happy rolled up to the abandoned Train Yard to see 5 Mayans sitting on their bikes, including their Founder and President, Marcus Alvarez. None of them had happy looks on their faces.

As the Sons dismounted, Marcus walked up to Jax. Jax stated, "I'm guessing this ain't social call, is it?"

"No. It isn't Gringo. You think it's funny, to disrespect my club?" demanded the enraged Mayans Leader, with murder in his eyes.

"How the Fuck did we do that?" demanded Greg, keeping his right hand on his Ka-Bar, just in case.

Marcus then pulled out a folded note from inside his Kutte's inner pocket and handed it to Jax, who opened it up. It read:

"We're going need you to hold off on the End of the World. We have a Shipment coming in on the 21st.

-Jax"

It took everything within the SOA Members to keep from bursting out laughing as it was read.

Marcus said, "I never thought you thought so much of my club. How exactly are we supposed to be ending the World, Gringo?"

Jax wiped the smile off his face and said, "Look Bro, I didn't write that letter. I don't think you're ending the World, ok?"

"Then who did?"

"I did, Marcus." said Ralph telepathically from Tig's shoulder, where the Strange Lizard had stopped bobbing his head up and down.

"What the Fuck is that?" demanded Marcus, reaching for his gun, frightened, as were all of the Mayans.

"That's Ralph. He's my new best friend." replied Tig.

Marcus looked to Jax, then to Tig, then to Ralph, then back to Jax. He shook his head and said, "Gringo's Loco."

Later on that Night

"What the Hell are you?" asked Tig, looking up from his book to face Ralph on the Coffee table in his Living Room.

"You really want to know?"

"Yeah. I do."

The Lizard bobbed his head up and down for a little bit before saying, "Alex, you're a messed up guy. I get that. The powers that be decided you need someone to help you out."

Tig Trager looked at the Lizard he had saved and had quickly became friends with and asked, "You mean, like a Spirit Guardian or some shit like that?"

"Yes. Like that."

"Even though you're just as crazy as I am."

"Yeah. Got a problem with it?"

"Nah. But what exactly is your job?"

"Basically, look out for you, be your friend, help you make the right choices. That sort of stuff."

"Sweet. But listen, you can't pull anymore pranks like you did today on the Mayans, OK?"

"Fair enough."

The End.

Don't worry. There will be a sequel. Hope you all enjoyed it!