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kandadiff · 9 months

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Van Der Wulff: At Home

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The speakeasy turned lounge, Serenity, that lay in the center of town was the normal neutral meeting ground of the gangs in the town. The meeting room was like going back in time to the roaring twenties. Pretty girls serving drinks and cigars, eclectic colors splashed on the wall and almost all the furniture was either velvet or leather. Negan had invited a few people which automatically raised questions because normally Negan would just invite a small group to his club, there was no need to go to serenity if there wasn't a problem. He knew he was sending a message, a message that everyone immediately understood. There was a breach of trust or honor and now everyone knew it.

Makayla had tried to get her and Draven invited to the club but it was exclusive. No one got in without an invitation and a password, even Rio wouldn't break those rules. She let him have it with how pissed she was but the only thing he could do was have her wait in his escalade with Makayla.

They both watched him go in and after serval attempts to get in herself, Draven angrily sat a nearby bench across the street. Makayla tried to get her back in the car especially when the January night gave way to fat flakes of snow, but when Draven made up her mind, nothing could stop her.

The wind whirled around them both and Makayla curled into Draven's side, unwilling to leave her for the warmth of the car. Draven huffed as she watched expensive cars pull up to the lounge and various powerful men whisper the password and present their invitations to the host. She had just as if not more of a right to be in attendance. It was her group that was missing- we were Funhouse before we worked for Bethany or Negan or Rio.

But that didn't matter because she was outside freezing her ass off just hoping to grab even the table scraps of what was happening and why there was a discussion about it. Were we dead? Did another gang kidnap us? Were we targets? What if we had run away? She pulled a cigarette from her pocket quickly lighting it and stuffing it in her mouth before placing her could hand backing her pocket. She nearly spat it out when she saw a familiar red lambo pull up. She watched as both GD and TOP walked out of the limo.

"What the fuck are they doing here?" She hissed, her own breath visible next to the whisps of the cigarette smoke.

"They came back last week." Makayla said softly watching as they spoke to the attendant at the door. "They tried to come by the house but Hoodie didn't let them in."

"Why the fuck are they going in there?!" Draven barked standing up just as the two men disappeared into the building. Makayla pulled her back down trying to calm her down but she wasn't having it. "No! This is fucking bullshit! I should be in there! WE should be in there! They are funhouse members! They are with us! Not stupid-ass Negan or stupid ass Joker or any of those assholes in there!" Her voice got higher and cracked as she let her frustration out. "I sent Katya there! I sent her to find Adi! and she knows as much as fucking we do here! Rio knows as much as we do and I feel bad that I keep having you ask." Makayla shook her head, Draven never made her, she asked because she was scared too. But Draven didn't listen to her, all her frustration and hopelessness bubbling over. "Robin and Damien has stopped giving us any answers if he even knows! Fucking Hoodie is two steps away from going back to that cunt Amber just to get answers! Naomi can't be fucking bothered to come to house meetings or even stay at the goddamn house because she's up Namjoon's ass! and Kassie thinks we should be planning funerals for both of them!" She let out a sob and but she kept talking unaware she was crying as she spoke. "We sent Xavier to jail and nothing came out of it! No answers! No Adi! No Kay! and I'm scared! I'm terrified and powerless and I nothing I do-!" she slumped back down next to Makayla who instantly threw her arm over her friend and pulled her in a hug. Draven's voice softened as she leaned into the much needed embrace. "I don't know what else I can do." She stubbornly wiped her eyes, cursing herself for crying.

"We'll figure it out." Makayla whispered to her. "I promise."

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Negan arrived first followed shortly by J and Robin. Negan was counting on him arriving first wanting to pull his friend aside to ask him personally about the incriminating cards Edward has sent him a picture of. But J was being purposely vague and only wanted to talk in the meeting room. Negan obliged and here they were sitting across from each other at the meeting table. The heavy weight of the joker cards in Greece hung in the air.

"It was your son, my godson that took that girl there. Whisking away a drunk girl out of her mind to a foreign country then he looses her." He shook his head and grimaced. "While I appreciate the genius of using me as a scapegoat, I was in town this entire time searching for my daughter." He tossed the copy of the joker card picture away. "this is a pathetic copy cat."

"For all we know," Bethany spoke up, the only woman at the table. "You and your daughter are behind this." She looked at Negan who gave her no emotion back but her words did resonate in his head. "Maybe you trying to start a war - you know friends stab you in the back more then enemies."

Lucian rolled his eyes, tapping his jeweled cane on the table, a woman rushing to refill his drink. "Say we do have a copycat. Who could it be and what's the end game?"

"Who better then his children?" Bethany said shrugging "People who truly know him."

"Both my sister and Arianna were kidnapped." Robin said lowly, his jaw tight trying to hold his anger. "Adi by Shawn and maybe someone else but Joker had nothing to do with either.

"Of course you would believe that." Bethany frowned at him "You're still young."

"Who do you know in Greece?" Rio asked quickly seeing Robin's glare at Bethany. Makayla was waiting for him and this meeting could not end with him having blood on him.

"Shawn." J's red smile curled up wide. "Edward and that little blonde one." He laughed and the tension in the room rose. "I have no idea. I meet people all the time and when I was on top everyone knew about The Joker."

"You've been in jail for years." Negan said simply. "The person would have to have known you from the past."

"That can be anyone." j sighed. "They obviously knew your connection with me which means they won't kill her until I give them my attention. We have time to find the little rabbit. She's pretty safe considering-"

The door opened and the table turned to see who was walking in late. It was GD, T.O.P next to him. "I apologize I'm late but if none of you can find her, I will."

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