A new old beginning

As the sands shift around Sandy Shores a tumbleweed rolls across the parking lot of the YJ, a few of the regulars outside trying to have a conversation but are too drunk to even know the topic. A light sparks for a few seconds in the sky as something shoots right outside and lands in the sand. The two drunkards cautiously stumble their way to a sand cloud to investigate. As the sand settles an outline of a figure starts to appear. It emerges and out of the sand “he” walks out. “Johnny”?#!?? One of the regulars called out. As he dusts the rest of the sand it was indeed him. “Where you been, we we thought you was ddead”!! The man stuttered… “Not dead just gone, had to learn some things, take some time for me” I seen Marge sister still handing out free drinks to you boys" He smirked at them. Before they could answer he turned and walked away. He walked a few miles stopped and waved his hand over the sand, a rather deep hole was dug out by what seemed to be nothing. He reached in his bag and pulled out his Kutte and tossed it in the hole. Moving his hand ever so slightly the hole covered back up. He knew one thing was certain, try as he did he couldn’t holdd the MC to the standard as he lived, they would fail most of the time. As he learned about himself for these past months, he knew he had to start a new, without the boundaries of the patch. And to do that he had started this new beginning by going back to the past before he got himself entangled in the MC. He turns and starts walking to the road towards the city, as he starts a new old beginning…

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