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WAP Valley presents to you The Exotic Eight

New Lines in the Sand

Mike was at WAP waiting for his sister to arrive. Monet had been in LA for a few months now, planting little seeds, and getting familiar with the city. He had yet to introduce her to anybody, so he only figured family would be best first.

"Whoever, ya lil special guest is needs to hurry up, I gotta studio session to get to." Sammi was in the process of coming out with his sophomore album, and the stakes were high. Versace was on his back, because he'd been looked at as next in line after Zeus, but with the recent explosion, that was Kace, he'd been stressed. Not because he was scared of him, but he actually felt like he had competition now.

"Ain't shit about this woman lil." Mike chuckled as he seen Monet walking through the doors.

"Sorry I'm late." Monet gave the two males an apologetic smile. However, as soon as she seen Sammi all she could see was Mike. It warmed her heart to see the two of them next to each other.

"From that face, you probably already can tell." He chuckled , going behind the bar and making them some shots. "This is you Aunt Monet, Sammi." He sounded more like a dad than he ever did.

"Ohhh, wassup." Sammi was shocked, because Mike had never mentioned a sister, or anything about his family. The streets turned Mike into a secretive man without intention.

"You look just like your father." Mont giggled, walking up to him and giving him a hug. "What you two up to?"She asked, taking her jacket off, she sat at the bar with the guys.

"Waiting for your ass, but on another note I know everybody here knows Quincy now runs Sacramento, and he's charging us way more than the LK's were to use the cities routes. Now, we can run through LA but the risk of getting caught is higher." Mike was ready to get to business.

"Why not just kill him?" Sammi went for the obvious question.

"Duan is fucking his daughter, and actully loves shorty, so that will only be the absolute last resort." Mike didn't want to be "responsible" for another brother's heartbreak.

"What's his issue with you?" Monet asked Mike.

"I banged him up a little when Ice got snatched up." He wasn't remorseful at all, but leave it up to Mike to be the cause of the struggle.

"Sounds like we need to break down his operation. He won't be expecting it from you, because he knows the little gangs in Sac will start fucking with him." Money pulled out her phone and started making calls. It couldn't be anybody from LA, they had to play it smart.

"We start fucking with him, and you might just end up having to kill him." Sammi spoke, because he could already tell how this was going to end.

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Quincy and Neo were at Midnight lounge getting ready for the grand opening. It was coming up in two weeks, and Quincy was finally starting to believe that it was happening. Nessa was going to perform, but he still had to tell her that her half-brother was in town.

The siblings never had a chance to build a bond, because the mother's hated each other so much. So, he was going to handle that when the time was right.

"I need your help." Mariana busted into the club's main area.

While Mariana was busy screwing Duan, somebody found out about her baby and took him and killed the family that had him. Her head was spinning, and not wanting to reach out to the Castellanos, she went to another old friend.

Mariana and Quincy had a couple fun night back when they were younger, but the two never saw anything serious in the other, so it was strange that she was coming to him.

"What's wrong?" Quincy asked out of curiosity.

"My baby is gone, and I don't know what to do. He was Carlos' son." Ana spoke through her tears the best she could.

When she brought up the baby, he knew exactly what she was talking about. Quincy had been working the channels to see if he could find the baby Zeus snatched, and in the midst caught wind of another baby being sold on the black market, but they told him it was the last living heir to the LK's. He wasn't a baby napper so he left it alone.

Mike was in the hills handling business with the contractors, still mocking up new layout ideas for WAP. He'd gotten word that Scott sent his beloved Angel to lend him a hand. Word spread like wildfire that Mike's strip club got burned down, and that it was behind a female infuriated him because he had money in WAP.

"When am I going to have to stop coming, and saving you?" Monet walked up behind him. Just like Mike, Monet caught Scott's eye and he spent time conditioning them to takeover when he couldn't run the business. Mike was building his empire in Long Beach, and she'd been stationed over in New York but was taking her approach slower and quieter than him.

"I didn't tell you to come, because I don't need saving." The two psychos stared each other down before embracing one another. The two of them had a connection that most wouldn't understand. There was never any sexual tension, or feelings between the two because even though Scott gave them power, there was trauma caused by him that retrained their minds to be able to be power players in the drug game.

"She burned the club down, you knew he was going to send somebody." Monet had never seen the club in person, and was waiting for the day. It looked like she had to wait just a little longer.

"Him sending you means he must be close to giving a kill order." He looked at her with a little fear in his eyes, because Scott didn't care who the order was for, as long as it made sense to him.

"Hopefully I'll clean all this up before it gets that way, firstly with this war."

Breaking News

Mike had been going crazy ever since Ice went missing. He didn't sleep and those ranked high enough knew what he'd been up to. First, he went and grabbed a couple of LK soldiers up and picked them off one by one unless they had information on Ice. Nobody knew anything so they were casualties of war. They went for the one thing that they knew was going to have him respond. However, he had a businesses to run and was going to need more than his crew looking.

Quincy was in LA working on opening up a club, and Mike was going to let him get through with ease but now his treasure was touched. Mike pulled up with two cars behind him, and they all got out in unison. Mike was leading the line, and when they entered smiles quickly faded when they realised his men were armed.

"What the fuck Mi-." Mike punched him in the jaw with a right hook, and then used his left to tag him with a body shot. The aggressor wanted to kill him, but knew he needed Ice back before he made permanent plans.

Mike placed both hands around Quincy's neck and slammed him against the wall. "They took ice because of your greedy ass. Now you're going to find her, and make sure she gets back to me in one piece or I promise you, I don't give a fuck who my brother is with I will butcher your daughter, and send your grandson to Russia as an orphan." He threw the male to the ground, and then followed up with kicking him in the face. It instantly knocked Quincy out.

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Mike was on his way to the cub when he heard the news. A deep sigh exited his mouth, and he looked out the car window. He knew this was Quincy's way of building his own kingdom, but Mike knew this was only going to start a war. He took out competition, but those leaders were linked to the Latin Kings and this was for sure going to piss them off. He dialed a number on his phone, and waited for the person to pick up.