Nala Wilson

Nala

### Early Life

Nala Wilson was born in England and formerly known as Nala Sinclaire. The illegitimate child to a crack cocaine user and “sweet butt” within the biker community. Nala grew up around bikes, guns and drugs. She was seven years old when she lost her mother suddenly. The young and still innocent girl walked in to find her mother overdosed and half undressed on the bedroom floor.

Having no father to speak of other than the multiple men within the club who took turns to watch, feed, protect, and educate the young girl, she was taken in by one of the old ladies and her husband, the Sgt at arms and raised as their own. Finally giving her a place to call home. Still she would play around the mechanic shop, often inserting herself into jobs and helping with things the best she could. Handing the guys tools, drawing them pictures and her favorite was piggy back rides around the club house.

When it was time for "Church" She would fetch her father something to drink, put some snacks on the side table for him and would sit in the presidents seat with the gavel in her hands ready for him to arrive. Tiny president was a nickname she giggled at when the guys would see her. She would bang it and tell them where to sit, including the president of the club. Playfully he always did as she asked, she was hard to say no to and he never gave her father any shit for it. Obviously the places she chose were not right at all and when her father would arrive he would ask the tiny president to put down the gavel and go help mom sort out the bar so they could have a meeting that was far too grown up for her. So she would skip off and go help mom sort out the girls and put out food and drinks for the club members.

As she grew older she learned to make herself useful and continued to hold a close connection to each member of the club as they still saw her as their collective daughter, each providing advice and guidance the best they could and treating her with the respect that was only ever shown to either an old lady or a member, except none of them ever looked at her sideways. She was their little Nals. Always protected.

She learned to work on Bikes with Uncle Marv, Trucks with Uncle Rob and her Uncle Charlie taught her the most valuable of all lessons, how to handle herself when it came to the ways of business and being the president he had a handle on the darker side of business. Much to her adopted father's dismay he let her learn, but always kept a watchful eye on her so she didn’t get too involved with things as there was a fine line that could not be crossed.

### Flying the nest.

At the age of 20 her father was arrested on gun-related and drug crimes and was sentenced to 30 years in prison and her mother became sick and passed away. One by one the members fell to either jail or worse, except for Uncle Marv. Nala felt like she had lost everything she had held close, her family was almost gone. She wrote to her father and told him that she wanted more, and to her surprise he encouraged her to go out there and make something of herself. So she arranged a visitation to see him and during their visit, he instructed her to speak to the club treasurer, her uncle marv, and that he would have her something to help her out. With a parting smile and a hug, he told her he loved her, and she walked out.

So she did as instructed and received a bag filled with Cash, some jewelry, and a black book with names and numbers, one of which was an old member of the MC who had moved to America. She packed her things and made her way to the airport.

America was very different to back home. She grabbed a cab and made her way to the address in the book and was greeted by an old grey-haired man, covered in tattoo’s working on an old rusty muscle car. He gave her a room to stay in and told her that there were two rules. Never bring a cop back and never get in with the rival bike gangs. So she listened and did as asked.

Nala got two jobs, one in a mechanic shop and another in a bar. She worked illegally, paid her way, and kept to herself until she had enough to get her place and applied for Citizenship. Word caught up to her that her father had been stabbed in a fight with another inmate and died from his wounds.

### New beginnings.

Nala over time met a Man, Alex Wilson and they hit it off almost instantly. They went on a few dates, he became very protective of her and it was clear to them both that they wanted the same thing. After a while, he proposed to her, and then they married.

(in progress)