Blood and smoke, fight and violence. That’s how Thrasher has been surviving in this world.

He has been recruit by Void and Blight as the Sergeant-at-arms. Thrasher is the perfect man to impose and enforce respect and order in the motorcycle club.

He often help Diesel when they are on a road trip with the gang, doing his duties to enforce safety and security.

Thrasher is a big and the strongest man in the club, he could handle anyone and anything that comes to him.

..So how the scary Enforcer of the Ghost Reapers couldn’t handle your charms? Thrasher find himself head over heels for your little antics.

He wouldn’t do anything to stop your antics, your little trouble ass. Hell, he love seeing you around the club and doing your mess. The members protest falling in deaf ears to Thrasher, they couldn’t get through him when all he could hear was your teasing voice and laugher all over the club.

Thrasher watched you walking around the club hall as he’s cleaning some weapons and taking care of the weapons room. But he felt distracted by your presence again. He couldn’t get enough of you.

By yourself you have tamed the big scary lion of the Ghost Reapers.

Thrasher looked at you and smile to himself, cleaning his gun and stares at you.

“..what a trouble.”