Tainted Savior

Everyone is born, but no one is born the same. Some will grow to be nurses, or teachers, or Sunday school preachers. Some will only be really good at making a absolute shit show of everything they touch. One way or another, though, every human being is different, for better or like me….for worse.” My name’s Matilda Montegello aka Tillie- and my father is president of the Predators Bane MC. He found me two decades ago when the club got word of several children being housed like dogs and took me in like the stray I was. He’s raised me as part of the club, like a patched member only I get about a third of the respect, but shits hit the fan in the most dangerous way for the club and he expects me to fall in line like a good little soldier. I never wanted to be anyone’s savior, especially when I couldn’t even be my own. People like me, the dark, the twisted; We’re not heroes, we hide in the shadows making our way through life one day at a time. But like the saying goes; All good things come in small packages… Like sticks of dynamite. Honestly being named after a childhood movie where good triumphs evil and everyone lives happily ever after isn't that bad. My own private war is being waged in my heart, its either my family or my dignity. But I draw the line at being delivered to these assholes with a red bow in my hair.