About the club

The Undead Killers Motorcycle Club was built from the ground up by four men who came from clubs where trust, loyalty, and brotherhood had been broken by control, politics, and corruption. After experiencing firsthand what happens when leadership loses sight of what a true club is supposed to stand for, these men came together with one goal — to build something stronger, more loyal, and more respected than anything they had left behind.

UKMC REDLINE, the National President, and UKMC JMITCH, the National Vice President, both came out of the Northern Grimeyz MC, a club known for heavy control and internal issues that ultimately pushed good brothers away. At the same time, UKMC ZAZA, the National Enforcer, and UKMC RUM, the National Sergeant at Arms, came from a similar environment within the Krupdid Bandits. All four shared the same vision: create a club where loyalty is real, respect is earned, and every member stands as an equal brother under the patch.

From that vision, the Undead Killers Motorcycle Club was born.

What started as a small group of determined riders quickly grew into something much bigger. Through loyalty, hard work, and dedication to the club, the founders turned UKMC into the empire it is today. The club currently consists of two main charters — Paleto Bay and Vinewood — alongside the additional divisions known as Nationals and the Deathsquad. Every charter and every member represents the values the club was founded on: brotherhood, respect, loyalty, and earned status.

In UKMC, nothing is handed out. Every patch, every title, and every set of colors on a member’s back is earned through blood, sweat, time, and loyalty to the club. No shortcuts. No handouts. Every brother proves himself from the ground up before earning the right to wear the patch.

The Undead Killers stand as more than just a motorcycle club — they are a brotherhood built through adversity, loyalty, and the refusal to let weak leadership destroy what a real club should be.

Respect the patch. Respect the brotherhood. Don’t fuck up.