Alessia's story.

Months pass, and Alessia's life changes drastically. She takes her medication everyday and doesn't hear any voices or see any shadows. She sleeps well, eats well, and does everything she did when the Schizophrenia didn't kick in. Her mother was extremely persistent on getting Alessia's pills in order and having her take them every single day. Her father, on the other hand wasn't taking his daughter's sickness very well. He began to drink more and more, forfeit on fights that he had planned with rivals. Everything changed when Alessia went downstairs one night to get a drink of water to see her father burst in the door with a drunk, angry look on his face. "Alessia..Where's **hic**..Your mother?"..."She's asleep, papa..". His father shook his head, glaring down at his little girl before he shouted; "Why are you awake?!" at her.

She jumped, stumbling back on a pile of her baby brother's toys. She yelped out as her father slid off his belt, rolled it up into some sort of flogging device and began to strike Alessia with it over and over again. Alessia's mother heard the screaming and rushed downstairs, pushing her drunk husband off of Alessia. He drew back and punched his wife in the mouth. She stumbled back a small bit and held her hand over her lip. He took his attention off of Alessia and began beating his own wife, the mother of his children with the belt. Alessia sat on the floor, looking on as her father senselessly beat her mother. What could she do? She was frail and small compared to her father, who was a professional boxer. Minutes went by as Alessia watched. Sometimes her father would swap beatings. He beat Alessia for a few seconds, then went back to beating her mother. Police were called to the house by the neighbors who saw the beat up car in the driveway, and heard the screams of Alessia and her mother as they were violently beaten.

Alessia and her mother, still on the floor watched as their father (and husband) tried to fight off the police, thus getting him taken in for assault and what not. They both stared at each other, breathing heavily as the police took the large, drunk man out of the house and into their car. After a few months, Alessia's father was let out of jail. He had a restraining order placed on him, and couldn't go within 50ft of his house, or his family. Alessia's mother was on her own, taking care of two children. She began to secretly take some of Alessia's pills so she could relax. Sometimes Alessia went a day without her medication, and the voices came back. Her mother always tried and leave a lot for her, and even tried to stop herself from using them. Alessia didn't know what was wrong with her father. In her eyes, he just went crazy and began to beat her. Was it something she did? Is it because of her Schizophrenia? Or was he always a nutcase? Alessia went on in life, trying not to think of her father, or ever meeting him again after that night.



After a few years, Alessia grew up and so did her mother. Her mother turned to alcohol when Alessia was in her mid-teens. To be frank, Alessia was getting tired of her mother's neglect. Every day, they had a fight because her mother wanted Alessia to take care of her little brother while she drinks her life away. She forgot that she was a mother of two children. Bad times came and went, soon, her mother got into gambling. She was short on money because she was the only one working, now that her father was gone. Some money was gained, but most was lost. They had less money than they had before the gambling. One day, Alessia was walking her brother home from school and found a note on their house. They were getting evicted. Alessia had enough. She stormed in and exclaimed out towards her mother; "WHERE ARE WE SUPPOSED TO GO NOW?! WE'RE GETTING EVICTED!" Her mother just sat there, crying. She was drunk off of her ass. Alessia stormed upstairs and began to pack her bag, leaving her young brother with her mother. As she went downstairs, she heard her mother shout; "G-..Go ahead and leave! But you're JUST like your father!" Enraged by this, she approached her mother and kicked her in the teeth. Her little brother started crying and hitting Alessia's leg with balled fists, with no effect as he was only 6. Alessia stormed out whilst looking behind her at her little brother who was hugging her mother. Alessia may her over reacted, but that was on the count of her schizophrenia. She traveled to the park where she always hung out with her bag filled with clothes, some food, and some soda. She sit underneath an awning and closed her eyes, silently crying herself to sleep as the raindrops made it hard to tell apart tears from water.


She had left her home, her little brother, the comfort of a soft bed. The way she saw it, they were going to be homeless anyway because of the eviction..Her life consisted of waiting for strangers to pass so they could pass her money and any food they could. Nights were hard, as the voices in her head were acting up horrifically, speaking about disgusting, vile things. She couldn't get away from her demons. She saw some shadows in the corner of her eye, but most of the time the worst was the voices. Time passed and she would just sit there under the awning to get away from any rain. Tourists she'd see traveling to some landmark such as coliseums would stare at her, approach her, and give her a few euro's. She never ran into any form of trouble until one night. She'd been homeless for about two weeks now. She'd been thinking about her little brother and her drunk of a mother, and she'd got just enough money to buy herself a sandwich at the local shop. On the way there, she'd run into a group of 3 men. They were much older than her, around 6'2ft tall. The group noticed Alessa and began making comments towards her. The thing you'd hear from young boys to a female far away. Alessia tried to walk past the group, but they blocked her in, grinning in sly fashion's. They were wearing casual clothing, and they seemed to be around the ages of twenty to thirty years old. Alessia shouted out for help, but one of the larger men covered her mouth with his hand and began to drag her behind the store. Alessia kicked and scream, but no one could hear her muffled cries for help. She hoped someone would come and save her, but no one was there. As the men were struggling with her pants and shirt, she heard the rumbling of motorcycles going past. Just as she heard, the man took his hand off of her mouth, being startled by the motorcycles. She let out a loud shriek, hoping the people on the motorcycles could hear it. The rumbling stopped and Alessia could see the headlights of the motorcycles. The men gazes into the direction of the lights. The largest one turned to Alessia, then looked at the two others. "I'll stay here, you two check it out." The two nodded a few times and crept over towards the source of the lights. Alessia saw the two men conversing with another two figures. They seemed to be female judging by their voices. After around five minutes of speaking, the situation escalated. One of the men back handed one of the women in the face whilst cursing to her. "I suggest you fuck off before we make you like that bitch over there!". The two females began to walk back to their bikes, and the men turned and walked back towards Alessia and the larger man. Alessia could see two shadows peek out from behind the men as they walk back. The two shadows arm's raise, and hit both men in the back of the head a few times. As they were hit, the other male that was closest to Alessia got up and tried to rush towards the two females. The one without the mohawk swung the pipe like rod and knocked him out cold. They seemed to be having the time of their lives whilst doing this, grinning ear to ear whilst cursing out the three K.Oed men. Alessia hid her head in her arms, hoping she wouldn't see their good, yet gruesome deeds. Still hiding her head, Alessia could see the feet of the two females. She could see two pairs of doc-marten leather boots along with what looked to be blue Levi's. One female had a black mohawk. It wasn't an extremely large mohawk, but it was about medium sized. The other girl had her hair tied up in a blue bandana. The one with the mohawk bent down and offered a hand to Alessia. Alessia glared up at her, whimpering as she gets pulled up. "Relax, kid..You're alright? Where's your mother?" asked 'mohawk'. Alessia responded, her voice shaking due to nerves. "I-..I'm okay..Who are you?" the girl ignored her question before patting her back, ushering her towards the two bikes. "Get on." said the girl with the bandana. Alessia took a few tentative steps forward, not sure whether to get on or not. The girl with the mohawk nodded a few times, pulling on a warm facial expression. The girl with the bandana's expression was cold, obviously not liking the idea of taking this homeless kid with her. Alessia got on, wrapping both arms around the waist of the girl with the mohawk. "Hang on, kid." she said, as they drove off away from the alleyway, leaving the two men down on the floor, knocked out and bleeding from their heads.


The two bikes pulled into a lot. Alessia could hear loud punk rock music playing from the nearby building that they were soon to Enter. Alessia glanced around with a nervous expression on her face. She tugged her backpack a bit tighter and stepped off of the bike with the two females. The one with the mohawk spoke up and said; 'Alright, in here..". As Alessia was lead inside, she noticed the girls were wearing black leather vests that said. "DEVIL DOLLS MC" as well as a picture of a female devil. There was also a bottom rocker that said; "ENTELLA". Alessia just glared at it, not even knowing what it meant, as she's never been around MC's before. She followed the two inside, and had to cover her ears as she entered the smoke filled bar, due to the loud noise of females chattering, laughing, cursing, and the loud Italian punk rock. The two girls took Alessia to a room upstairs, sort of like an inn above a bar, but bigger. There was a pool table, a TV, all of that. Alessia gazed around with a blank expression, still visibly scarred from the three men's beaten faces. "What's your name, kid?" asked the female with the mohawk. "Alessia..Alessia Galiena." The woman nodded a few times and said; "I'm Lizza, and this is Sandra". Sandra just stared at Alessia and nodded once. "She doesn't speak much" said Lizza. Alessia went on to tell them what had happened and why she was alone at night. She explained about her little brother, her father, her Schizophrenia and her medication. The two girls listened with interest, obviously caring about Alessia's predicament. Sandra finally spoke up and said; "See this?" she pointed to the D.D.M.C patch on her vest, right above the 1%er patch. "Devil Dolls MC, Alessia. Me and Lizza, and the girls with the same vests you saw down there? We're all sisters. Family." Alessia nodded, listening to her before looking to Lizza. "What she's trying to say is, we'll help you out. Give you a place to stay." Alessia nodded a few times, she lived above the pub for about a month, but after that, Lizza offered Alessia to come live at her apartment, and to sleep on the couch. After a while, Alessia saw these girls as her 'new' family. They treated her with respect, and Alessia was going through that rebellious stage that most teenagers get. She was riding with them, riding on the back of Lizza's bike of course, as she was too young to even ride a motorcycle. Lizza taught her to fight, introduced her to drugs such as Marijuana, and just made her love the whole MC atmosphere. One day when Alessia was fifteen, she finally got to try out what Lizza had taught her. She was hanging around at the bar and a girl she'd never seen before came up to her and pushed her to the ground. She was drunk off her ass. The crowd looked on at the fight, some cheering them on, and some telling them to stop. Alessia got up, looking around at everyone. She wanted to impress everyone so she approached the drunk girl, grabbed her by the shoulders and headbutted her in the nose. The crowd around her cheered as she did that, and Alessia grabbed the girl by the shoulders, dragging her roughly out of the bar, kicking her in the butt once to move her out. She then nonchalantly sat back down. Lizza came over, patting her on the back a few times with a smirk on her face; "I see some potential in ya' kid. You'll be a Doll soon enough."