Jax | The Neath | Sunday Night
As Jax followed Nike to where he and Kas would spend the night, he thought about what Alyx had said. She would talk to him tomorrow, he'd make sure that she did.
The room that Nike lead them to was a small spare room. Jax walked in and sat down on an open chair. He looked at Nike and then Kas, "Well come on in, I won't bite."
Kas sneered at Jax, he had obviously heard of him. A surge of pleasure found its way through Jax. He liked that other fighters knew who he was, his reputation was something he had worked hard for.
Kas stepped into the room and went to the sofa that lined the other side of the room. The line has been drawn then. he glanced at Nike and nodded to let him know it was alright. Nike gave a slight nod and then retraced his steps.
After Nike's footsteps had faded, Jax turned and studied Kas. He seemed strong enough to hold his own in a fight, but Jax couldn't be sure until he saw him in action. When he noticed Kas was also studying him, Jax lifted one side of his mouth and said, "Do I live up to them?"
"Live up to what?" The tone of Kas' voice let Jax know that he was not going to get very far.
"The rumors. Do I lived up to what you've heard?" Jax knew some of the rumors that were floating around, but it always gave him a laugh to hear new ones. His favorite was that some people believed that he had robotic appendages under his skin. Jax had no metal under his skin. He may have broken a few bones in his early days, but he had learned how to avoid breaking more.
Jax heard a small laugh escape from Kas, "No, I only see a pure human. Not the god that everyone seems to make you out to be." Kas reclined against the arm of the sofa, extending his legs out in front of him. He folded his arms across his chest, and let his eyes close.
"A god? Now that's a new one." Jax hadn't expected that term to be associated with his name, but it only added to his threat. Knowing that he wouldn't be getting anything else from Kas, Jax let his head fall back against the wall and let the darkness take him.
Monday Morning
Jax awoke with a start. He had had the same dream again. When will they stop it had started after Jax had been knocked in he head a few too many times during a fight. He had gotten a concussion, and when he was finally allowed to sleep, he dreamed. It was always the same, a little boy walking in to find his parents dead on the floor. Blood everywhere, seeping into the carpet and covering the walls.
He shook his head to try to get rid of the memory of the image. Who could do such a thing? He stood and glanced at Kas, still asleep in the same position, he hadn't moved all night. Walked through the doorway and down the hall, Jax made his way to the main room.
He found Nike, at a computer. He casually said, "Morning."
Nike turned his head to look at Jax, "Morning."
Jax rubbed his neck trying to get the stiffness out of it from sleeping in the chair. "What's going on?"
The look on Nike's face turned grave. "They found Aukai Frey last night, he's been stabbed."
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