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that to much use."
Just hearing her name spewed from the bastard's lips was enough to drive Jax insane, but he kept his composure. "Seems like you don't need her skill," Jax replied, keeping the fury out of his voice. "What did you threaten Alisha with?"
Mika's gasp was theatrical. "What are you insinuating…? Oh, okay, you caught me. I've already found my… what would you call it…? Dead people reader?" Mika actually looked thoughtful, then shook his head as a sinister grin spread across his face. "But you have to admit having our poor dead sister shift into a boy was genius. Hell, it took you all long enough. Did you know the dead could manipulate dreams?"
"Soon, you are going to die," Jax said without inflection, but this time, he looked straight into his brother's soulless eyes. "By my hands."
Mika wiped his mouth after draining his glass, then smashed it down on the bar. Shards of glass went everywhere, but Jax didn't move a muscle. "Is that a challenge?" Mika's voice turned from flippant asshole to hardcore evil. "I just love a challenge."
Jax was ready for the move and, as Mika went to sucker punch him in the side of the head, Jax shifted enough that the fist missed, sending Mika scrambling on the bar. With fluid ease, Jax grabbed Mika's hair, slamming his face on the hard surface before pulling him face-first down the length of the bar. People scattered out of the way, which was a good thing because Jax wasn't slowing down. He picked up Mika and pressed him against the wall. He gripped Mika around the throat and squeezed, lifting him up to where his feet didn't touch the ground.
"It's not a challenge, you sick bastard," Jax hissed, his face up close to Mika's. "It's a promise."
Mika futilely beat at Jax's arm. "I'm going to love…," Mika wheezed out, "fucking her while I squeeze… her throat."
Jax punched him in the mouth repeatedly. "You will never touch her," Jax roared, then threw Mika away from him.
Mika jumped up, wiping the blood from his mouth. "That's what you said about Alisha." Mika spat blood before looking up at Jax. Hatred painted his face. "But you failed her as you will fail the little teacher."
In three strides, Jax was in Mika's face as punches were thrown by both. It was a vicious fight, both men taking out their hatred for each other. Instead of releasing the pent-up rage, it seemed to grow with each hit smashing into the other. Grabbing Mika, Jax turned and body slammed him to the ground, but he lost his hold as Mika rolled, landing straddled on top of him, raining down punches. Jax took each hit, letting it fuel him.
With every ounce of strength Jax had, he flung Mika off him and jumped to his feet. Spitting blood, he wiped his mouth with a slow smile. "Is that all you've got?" Jax spat again. "You still hit like a bitch."
Mika roared, lunging for him, but Jax was quick with a spin kick to Mika's head, which sent him tumbling into tables. Jax followed, knocking tables out of the way, and noticed for the first time that the Warriors surrounded them.
"He's mine!" he warned as he reached for Mika, pulling him up and dodging a punch.
The momentum of the punch pulled Mika out of his grasp, but Sid was there to push him back in. The shift happened immediately. When Mika touched Sid, he shifted. Then he touched Jared and shifted again, trying to confuse Jax. Unperturbed, Jax's eyes tracked him until Jared repeatedly punched Mika in the face and yet, it was as if Jared was punching himself.
"Stop!" Jax yelled, but it was too late. Mika pulled Jared, knocking him into Sid as all three of them went down into a fighting pile. "Fuck!"
Jax headed over, trying to keep an eye on Mika who kept shifting from Sid to Jared. Damon and Sloan separated them. When they stood, there were two Sid's and one Jared, but no Mika.
"This shit is fucked-up," one Sid growled, staring at the other. "That is not me." He pointed directly at the other Sid.
"Fuck you, asshole." The other Sid growled back, trying
Just hearing her name spewed from the bastard's lips was enough to drive Jax insane, but he kept his composure. "Seems like you don't need her skill," Jax replied, keeping the fury out of his voice. "What did you threaten Alisha with?"
Mika's gasp was theatrical. "What are you insinuating…? Oh, okay, you caught me. I've already found my… what would you call it…? Dead people reader?" Mika actually looked thoughtful, then shook his head as a sinister grin spread across his face. "But you have to admit having our poor dead sister shift into a boy was genius. Hell, it took you all long enough. Did you know the dead could manipulate dreams?"
"Soon, you are going to die," Jax said without inflection, but this time, he looked straight into his brother's soulless eyes. "By my hands."
Mika wiped his mouth after draining his glass, then smashed it down on the bar. Shards of glass went everywhere, but Jax didn't move a muscle. "Is that a challenge?" Mika's voice turned from flippant asshole to hardcore evil. "I just love a challenge."
Jax was ready for the move and, as Mika went to sucker punch him in the side of the head, Jax shifted enough that the fist missed, sending Mika scrambling on the bar. With fluid ease, Jax grabbed Mika's hair, slamming his face on the hard surface before pulling him face-first down the length of the bar. People scattered out of the way, which was a good thing because Jax wasn't slowing down. He picked up Mika and pressed him against the wall. He gripped Mika around the throat and squeezed, lifting him up to where his feet didn't touch the ground.
"It's not a challenge, you sick bastard," Jax hissed, his face up close to Mika's. "It's a promise."
Mika futilely beat at Jax's arm. "I'm going to love…," Mika wheezed out, "fucking her while I squeeze… her throat."
Jax punched him in the mouth repeatedly. "You will never touch her," Jax roared, then threw Mika away from him.
Mika jumped up, wiping the blood from his mouth. "That's what you said about Alisha." Mika spat blood before looking up at Jax. Hatred painted his face. "But you failed her as you will fail the little teacher."
In three strides, Jax was in Mika's face as punches were thrown by both. It was a vicious fight, both men taking out their hatred for each other. Instead of releasing the pent-up rage, it seemed to grow with each hit smashing into the other. Grabbing Mika, Jax turned and body slammed him to the ground, but he lost his hold as Mika rolled, landing straddled on top of him, raining down punches. Jax took each hit, letting it fuel him.
With every ounce of strength Jax had, he flung Mika off him and jumped to his feet. Spitting blood, he wiped his mouth with a slow smile. "Is that all you've got?" Jax spat again. "You still hit like a bitch."
Mika roared, lunging for him, but Jax was quick with a spin kick to Mika's head, which sent him tumbling into tables. Jax followed, knocking tables out of the way, and noticed for the first time that the Warriors surrounded them.
"He's mine!" he warned as he reached for Mika, pulling him up and dodging a punch.
The momentum of the punch pulled Mika out of his grasp, but Sid was there to push him back in. The shift happened immediately. When Mika touched Sid, he shifted. Then he touched Jared and shifted again, trying to confuse Jax. Unperturbed, Jax's eyes tracked him until Jared repeatedly punched Mika in the face and yet, it was as if Jared was punching himself.
"Stop!" Jax yelled, but it was too late. Mika pulled Jared, knocking him into Sid as all three of them went down into a fighting pile. "Fuck!"
Jax headed over, trying to keep an eye on Mika who kept shifting from Sid to Jared. Damon and Sloan separated them. When they stood, there were two Sid's and one Jared, but no Mika.
"This shit is fucked-up," one Sid growled, staring at the other. "That is not me." He pointed directly at the other Sid.
"Fuck you, asshole." The other Sid growled back, trying
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