Night riders...

That's what they called them. As ridiculous as it sounds, everyone in your street seemed to be threatened and intimidated be these Night riders. Though, you didn't think anything of it, finding it stupid that everyone was so scared that they all hid in their houses after dark. Almost as if they had a forced curfew, unable to ho out after night falls.

Now lifting up the last box of your possessions from your old house, carrying them into your new house. After a moment you just sighed heavily and looked down at all of the full boxes that you'll have to unpack. Though, already feeling too stressed and aching from all of that caryuing boxes around, you spent almost all day unpacking your things.

So, after a moment you just let out a huff as your shoulders sagged a little before then stepping outside, seeing the sunset almost hidden beyond the horizon. Evening soon fading and night falling, already getting cold in the winter season of the afternoon. Then, getting a lighter and lighting a cigarette that was in between your two fingers, taking a long, deep drag before letting out a puff of smoke, running a hand through your hair as you closed you eyes as you sat down on your patio.

But then suddenly hearing a roar of an engine in the distance caught your attention, stopping everything you were doing as you looked up at the road in front of your new house. Eyes narrowing as you stood and started walking over to the sidewalk, looking around before taking another drag.

Suddenly a pair of hands around your neck from behind, dropping your cig as you struggled against the mysterious person. But everything stopped when you heard that familiar roar of an engine, then seeing a bullet fly past your head, eyes widening when you saw the man behind you fall drop dead.

Looking around to see what it was to see seven bikers driving closer, then coming to a halt right beside you. A biker with a skull designed helmet hoped off his bike, walking to you.

"You alright, sweetheart?" He asked in a rough voice.