The Hellcats Motorcycle Club or simply, The Hellcats, are a 1%er outlaw motorcycle club. Living by their own code and laws, bowing to none the cub motto is 'No Gods No Masters'. The most important ideal in the club is loyalty to the MC above all else. The clubs needs come before any other obligation. If a Hellcat puts out a call for help they will be backed up by other Hellcats. Cross a Hellcat and you cross the whole of the club. The Hellcats are not so much into causing general anarchy or trying to break down the system as they with wanting to make money and have a good time doing it. In most cases violent crimes are considered 'having a good time'. The club deals and manufactures drugs, runs murder for hire, imports weapons, and has been known to hijack shipments. Brutal violence and strong arm robbery are their trademarks.
While it is a motorcycle club at it's core not all members are bikers. Many members are from other walks of life.
Adherents of Belial
How exactly the Adherents of Belial came to be is not exactly known. They are not quite the group that they used to be, as with time, things change - a passing of the torch from one to the next. There are several rumors on the streets - regardless of the validity of any of them, one thing can be taken from this: The name has been uttered throughout every part of the city for several years. The history of a group that many would label as a cult has not been created in vain, they are here with the intent to stay. The members are widespread, coming from different walks of life, their entrance in to the chaos varying from things such as force to chance. One thing all of them have in common is the choice that they made to say. A unique dynamic that can somehow only be described with the word family, theye work together with the common cause of delivering their own agenda filled with the idea of chaos, power, pleasure and pain. They run together like wolves, and while not all of the members are known, it is likely they are among you... closer than you think, blending in with every part of this city waiting for the right time to reveal themselves. Not all of the Adherents dance in the dark, some have no problem with screaming it loud and clear from the rooftops. Some say once you get in, there is no way out. Could that really be the case?