Sons of leuveN
Death through defiance - allegiance through pain
Kenny
Enforcer - West Blaine
Kenny is a poor black Glaswegian who grew up in poverty in an area torn apart by sectarian violence. The only thing that kept him going was his dream of becoming a professional football player for his beloved Celtic. But what was supposed to be a fun night out after a successful old firm game against the Rangers. Became one of hatred and rage instead as Green clashed against Blue, Catholics against Protestants, Kenny stabbed a Rangers fan to death in the chaos and fled the scene as there were witnesses, he was forced to flee to Los Santos if he wanted to remain a free man and so he did.
After landing in the city, he tried to make ends meet through a variety of jobs, but the American Dream was just that a dream. Instead, he became a hitman for the Ballas gang, he already killed one man before so what was another? It gave him more money to work with as he drifted from one neighbourhood to another, taking out targets for the Ballas, taking the targets that paid the most. After settling in the Del Perro neighbourhood for his next hit, he noticed a gathering of the Reapers Motorcycle Club. Perched on his balcony with a beer in hand, he watched them in admiration, seeing a level of freedom and brotherhood he had never encountered before while listening to the rumble of the engines.
favourite bike:
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A week later, he introduced himself to the group and started hanging around with them. Eventually he bought his first bike a custom zombie bobber, he began prospecting and later earned his patch and rockers. As a member of a motorcycle club, Kenny finally found a place he could call home. He had left Glasgow as a boy on the run, but in Del Perro, he became a man among a newfound family rising through the ranks until he became the Vice President.
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After a few years in that role, he met Spelev from the Sons of Leuven, a newly formed motorcycle club. Kenny fostered a friendship with Spelev and stayed in close contact, as both clubs grew closer and formed a strong bond. But his own MC was growing weary of the constant warfare with rival clubs. They fought daily across both city and countryside, and disillusioned with the American Dream, members of the Reapers slowly began leaving until the club decided to disband altogether to chase new dreams elsewhere.
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Kenny also decided to move on, though he always kept his colours as a memento of a time gone by. Once again, he found himself riding solo through the country. But he could never forget the life he’d lived, nor how much he missed it. Upon returning to Los Santos, he ran into Spelev a few times, and together they reminisced about the old days. The urge to belong began to burn inside Kenny once more.
After a few weeks of hanging around with the Sons being the last Reaper left in San Andreas he decided to prospect for the Sons of Leuven. He wanted to be part of a brotherhood again. Through arduous trials, he earned a new patch to carry on his back. Though the smoking reaper sigil will always remain on his upper right arm, his chest now bears the mark of the Sons both symbols forever etched into his skin. He will carry them with him to the grave though he has no intention of dying anytime soon.
