club president came to me, says that a few of the club members need killing, that I am to carry out their just punishments by the club, that means I will enjoy fucking executing them. I start by getting my boys together, planning out how they will be captured. doubt that they will be honorable enough to take our clubs justice without running as the scum they are. we set up our plan to take them alive. by now they no doubt know that they are under our death sentence. not that it matters. we learn where they mostly hang out, where they might hide, since thier chapter is going to protect them the whole chapter risks captures and executions, just means more fine condemned for me and my boys. we surround the chapters clubhouse, tell them they got one chance to turn over the shitheads. they refuse, I give the signal and the boys that have gotten on the roof drop tear gas into the ventilation system of the building. they get out real damn quick after that and are captured easy enough. 100 tough members of the chapter for punishing as we see fit, we hood them in nearly airtight hoods. just enough holes so they can breath. blind, hands cuffed behind their backs, they are at our mercy now. we load them into whatever trucks we bring in to transport them to where we will eventually execute them.