8:25
At 8:27, my phone buzzes with a text:
Unknown Number:
15 DSN brothers en route. ETA 3 minutes. -S
Sable.
I find Talon and Jasper, showing them the message.
“Get ready to evacuate on my signal.”
They nod and melt back into the crowd.
I move to the front entrance, positioning myself where I can see the street. My brothers who know the plan have already started subtly herding people toward the main exits, creating natural flow patterns for when chaos hits.
8:29
I see headlights, as multiple cars pull up to the curb. The doors open and fifteen guys in DSN Navy Blue emerge. Even from here I can see they’re ready for violence.
8:30
The DSN brothers storm up the front steps, and I let them. The door’s unlocked—we made sure of that. They burst into the main floor, and the music doesn’t even falter at first.
Then someone recognizes the letters on their jackets.
“DSN? The fuck are you doing here?”
“Heard OCK was having a party,” the lead DSN brother says. I don’t recognize him, which is perfect. He’s not one of the officers, not anyone who’d know the real plan. Just an angry kidlooking for a fight. “Figured we’d crash it. Show you assholes what real fraternities look like.”
“You’ve got ten seconds to get the fuck out,” someone—one of our sophomores—responds, stepping forward.
“Make us.”
That’s all it takes.
The sophomore throws the first punch. It connects with the DSN brother’s jaw, snapping his head back. For a heartbeat, everything freezes.
Then chaos erupts.
DSN surges forward and OCK meets them. Bodies collide, fists fly, the music still blaring as the fight spreads through the main floor like wildfire. Girls scream and someone tackles someone else through a side table, shattering it.
It’s perfect chaos.
I pull out my phone, and text CJ.
Me:
Now.
Three minutes. He’ll wait three minutes while the fight escalates, while everyone’s attention is focused on the brawl. Then?—
I count down in my head. Talon and Jasper are already moving, implementing the evacuation plan. Our brothers who know start pushing people toward exits, making it look panicked but ensuring everyone’s heading the right direction.
“Everyone out!” Talon’s shouting. “Break it up! Campus PD’s gonna shut us down!”
It’s a lie, but it works. Some people start filtering toward doors, but the fight continues—DSN and OCK still throwing punches, exactly as planned.
