Backround:
With the fall of the Warlords Motorcycle Club. Andrew Alvarado's name became "Unknown" on the Police file. No one saw Andrew for years after what had happened. Andrew found out that his President was deceased. A long time friend of Andrew's. The only other Hispanic in the Warlords Motorcycle Club, Andrew's best friend in the WMC GUILLERMO ESQUEDA was imprisoned and Andrew knew of this and it enraged him. Andrew went into hiding when he saw the casefile on the internet and Andrew's most wanted picture. Sunday morning around 05:00am Andrew logged onto his computer and was searching around the internet when he got a news notification he clicked on it and checked the Warlords Casefile made by the San Andreas Sheriff's Department. He scrolled down the page and saw a list of most wanted suspects from the Warlords. Andrew turned around a moment to look at his Warlords MC vest. He sighed and looked back at the computer screen. "Andrew: What the fuck did we get ourselves into this time?" Andrew saw his old brothers from the club, most of them deceased on the casefile, most of them in prison. Andrew scrolled down a few more times and stopped on his name. He looked at his name for a few moments, he then shut off his computer and walked off. Andrew laid low for the next few months. Andrew checked his computer again after four to five months. He found out that the casefile was closed on the Warlords Motorcycle Club. Andrew grabbed his kutte and walked out back. Andrew grabbed some matches from his coatpocket and looked at his old kutte for a moment. "Andrew: Goodbye old friend, Rest in peace WMC." Andrew lit the match and put fire to his kutte. He watched it burn as a single tear rolled down his eye. He walked back inside his house and checked out his old Warlords Motorcycle Club tattoo's on his skin. He took a large pocket knife from his pocket and began to quickly cut off the tattoo's with the knife. "Andrew: ARGH! HURTS LIKE FUCKING HELL!!!" He continued to cut off the rest of the tattoo's and deal with the pain. He grabbed some bandages from his bathroom and put pressure on the wounds to stop the bleeding, he then slid on his hoodie to cover up the blood and bandages. Andrew still had the biker mentality and did not want to give up his biker carrier. Andrew went to his computer and ordered a few things including a "Nomad" bottom rocker. He went to a sew shop and had them sew on some patches and put some things together. Andrew started up his own Motorcycle Club and started his new chapter. His first thoughts were to go looking for Guillermo Esqueda and a few of his other brothers that were still alive.
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