The music was loud, but he still howled over through the music like an animal. He walked with a stagger over the red lit bar. The wicked smile ran across his face as the black eyes narrowed on a petite Asian woman bartender.
The woman was serving an already, very drunk, young man dressed in expensive designer clothes. She seemed unimpressed by what the man was yelling to her over the music.
Bugsy approached and sat down at the bar stool next to the young man. He turned his black eyes over the man and stared with a wicked grin. The red show lights flashed and flickered over his face.
The young man gave a loud laugh and gulped down a shot of whiskey before turning to Bugsy sitting next to him. He stared at Bugsy for a long moment before he gave another laugh. "Looking for something, friend?!"
Bugsy leaned in to the young man. "Cigarette?! Do you have one?!"
The man looked to the Asian woman and then back to Bugsy. "No! Smoking is bad for you!"
Bugsy let out a chuckle from his throat and swayed his head with a roll to his black eyes. "Well then, get the hell out of here mate! You are boring the lady and you are no use to me!"
The man's smile left him quickly. He stuck out his chest and popped his knuckles. "You got a problem?!"
"Yes! You!" Bugsy cackled and threw out his hand, palm facing the young man's face. "Talk to the hand!" Then, using just the tips of his fingers, Bugsy slapped the hand against the forehead of the young man.
Fury filled the young man's drunken face. He threw out a punch towards Bugsy's face. Bugsy quickly dodged to one side and grabbed the young man's wrist. He twisted the wrist harshly and his lower jaw protruded out like an animal. The young man groaned in pain as he fell to his knees. Bugsy stared down at the man with his large black eyes.
"Since I am tired from dancing and you are too drunk to remember a beating, I'm going to be nice and let you go." He released his grip and tossed the wrist to the side. A wicked grin came across his face. "You bother me or this fine woman again, I won't hesitate to kill you, mate." Bugsy quickly swerved the bar stool around and slammed his palms on the glass bar top.
The Asian woman, who was more part Asian rather than full, stared at Bugsy with a grin at the corner of her mouth. Her black hair was cut rather short, except for a bright red patch of bangs that sat on the right corner of her face and ran down to her cheek. In her left eyebrow sat a small silver ball stud and both of her ears were covered with earrings. Other than a dark shade of red over her eyes, the woman did not wear any sort of makeup. Around her neck was a black laced choker and in the center was the smiling fanged smiley face symbol made of silver. She was dressed in a red corset that was lined with black lace and thin ropes that were laced up on the side of the corset. Just below sat her stomach that held a silver navel ring and blow it was a pair of tight black jeans. Around her waist sat a black leather belt with a buckle formed into a golden skull. Black leather, high heeled, boots ran from her foot to her knees. She tapped her black painted fingernails on the bar top as she stared at Bugsy with a grin.
Bugsy leaned in closer to the woman with his elbows pressed into the bar top and his arms folded across his chest. "Hello there!" He said with a sinister grin.
The woman shook her head with a grin. "What will it be?!"
Bugsy rolled his eyes around for a moment and hummed. "Hmmm, what do you recommend?!"
The woman clicked her tongue for a moment and rolled her eyes as well. "Hmmm, let's see here! Blood Shots are famous around here! Club Red's official drink!"
Bugsy's eyes widened as he leaned back. "Sounds tasty!"
The woman turned around to grab a shot glass from the back shelf and pulled out a tall bottle filled with deep red liquid. A black label was on the side of the bottle with the fanged logo and the red letters that read: Blood Shots.
Bugsy twirled his chair around and leaned his back against the bar; he outstretched his arms and rested them on to the glass bar top. His black eyes glared at the dancers across the room.
There was some commotion coming from within the dance floor other than dancing. One woman turned around and slapped a man on the face. Another woman turned around as though something was behind her.
Bugsy gave a chuckle. "Silly boy." He said to himself. He spun the stool around to watch the Asian woman pour his drink. "Blood Shots, huh?! I'm pretty sure there is no double meaning to that!"
The woman glanced from the glass and scoffed as she returned to pouring the drink. "Why do you say that?!" She finished pouring the drink and sat the bottle down next to the glass.
Bugsy shrugged and quickly grabbed the glass filled with red liquor. "I figure it had something to do with that blond Count Dracula walking around here!" He threw the liquid down his mouth and swallowed quickly.
The Asian woman stared at Bugsy and smiled. "You mean Zachary?! My boss?!"
Bugsy cackled. "Whatever! He said all my drinks were on him!"
The woman laughed. "I'm sure he did!"
Bugsy shrugged. "What can I say, the guy likes me!" He stared at the woman as she poured him another drink. "Who can I say did me an awesome service?!"
The woman sat the bottle down next to the glass and picked up the drink. She stared at Bugsy for a moment and then smiled. "Kat." Then she gulped down the drink.
Bugsy gave a wicked grin. "Oh, I like you! What do you say we take this party to somewhere private and shag?!"
The Asian woman named Kat poured Bugsy another drink. "Depends on how the night goes, mate!"
Bugsy quickly grabbed his drink and held it to his lips. "I'll drink to that!" Before he could take one sip from the drink, Bugsy felt a slap knock the drink out of his hands! The glass fell onto the bar top as well as a puddle of red liquid. He stared down at the drink and cocked his head to one side.
Kat laughed. "Drunk already?!"
Bugsy twisted his head as he stared at the drink, like an animal confused by some odd sound. "Hmm."
"I thought I would never see you again!" Hissed a voice next to Bugsy.
Bugsy pulled up his head and darted his black eyes to the stool that sat to his right. "Huh?!" He asked in with a snarl.
Bugsy's eyes darted all around the open area, but no one sat in the stool or was near him. Yet, the voice hissed again.
"I wasn't sure if you were going to be done with that pencil neck. I was just waiting for a moment with the great Bugsy himself. Now that I see you, I wonder what the appeal is." The invisible voice said.
Bugsy snarled and exposed his crooked teeth. "Am I losing my mind?"
A harsh slap ran across Bugsy's face. "No, you are not."
Bugsy's head turned from the slap, but quickly returned to the disembodied voice in the stool next to him. "Bloody hell!"
Kat slowly backed away from the bar top and stared at Bugsy with confusion. "What ... Uh ... What is going on?!"
Bugsy stood up from the stool, exposing his bottom teeth with a snarl to his upper. The black eyes became larger. He threw a fist into the air towards the stool next to him, but hit nothing. While his fist hung in mid-air, Bugsy cocked his head to one side as something grabbed his wrist and twisted it. Bugsy snarled with pain.
"Killed ten men, eh?" Hissed the invisible voice.
An invisible blow smacked Bugsy in the jaw so suddenly and harshly that the man's head flew backwards! Bugsy clenched his stomach from an invisible knee thrown into it.
The invisible attacker laughed with a harsh hiss. "Didn't see that coming, did you?"
Bugsy narrowed his black eyes on bony wrist held in the invisible grasp. He pulled his hand towards him and opened his mouth. Like a wild dog, Bugsy bit down into mid-air just passed his hand. His teeth struck flesh and Bugsy pulled his wrist free as the invisible man cried out in pain. Bugsy lunged all his weight forward and smacked into the man who was transparent. He slammed his left fist into the ground at first, but kept swinging fist after fist into the unseen man he laid on. He cursed wildly as he fought like a crazy man.
Bugsy's coal like eyes stared down at the floor with wild eyes. A giant evil smile grew on his face. Then, without warning, Bugsy was thrown backwards by a strong hand that grabbed the back of his coat! His back slammed onto the light blinking tile floor and then slid across it a few inches. Bugsy cackled. "Wow! What a trip!"
"What's wrong with you?!" Asked a young child like voice.
Bugsy lifted his head to look over his slim chest to see the ten year old boy that once stood on the stage. The boy stood at Bugsy's feet, staring down at him with powerful strange blue eyes. His skin was deathly pale and sat under his loose red army jacket.
The boy squinted his eyes for a moment. "I think it is time for you to leave!" His voice held a faint Irish accent and as he spoke a long pair of sharp canines glistened in the red flickering light.
Bugsy cackled. "I think it’s time for your bedtime, boy!"
The boy's face twisted with a smirk, but before he could say anything to Bugsy's joke, the boy was thrown onto the ground and kicked in the chest by an invisible foot! The boy groaned and held his chest, gasping for air.
Bugsy quickly rolled over and pushed himself back onto his feet. Once he was stable, Bugsy's face flew to one side from an invisible punch! He stumbled to one side as blood ran down the left corner of his mouth.
"You are going with me!" Demanded the raspy voice of the invisible man. "Dead or alive!"
Bugsy laughed as he tried to stable himself. "Ah, so you are the bounty hunter type of invisible man?! Didn't know they rented those!"
Bugsy threw a punch towards where the voice came from, but just hit thin air. Instead of punching his attacker, from the left side and the right, Bugsy's face was punched over and over by harsh fists coming out of thin air! Blood sprayed out of Bugsy's mouth as he spit. He stumbled backwards from the blows.
His black eyes rolled for a moment and his body began to sway as the invisible hands grabbed Bugsy by the shirt and held him on his feet. Bugsy let out a moan as blood ran down his mouth.
The boy pushed himself off the floor and leaped into the air, flying a foot towards from the spot he laid. His hands were outstretched and his mouth was held open as he yelled. The Safire like eyes widened as he flew into the air. The boy then landed right on top of the invisible man that held Bugsy. He clamped his feet around the invisible torso and wrapped his right arm around the unseen neck of the attacker. The boy snarled as he threw his tiny fist into where the head would have been.
Bugsy's black eyes snapped back and a wicked grin grew on his face. He threw his head back and then forced it with all his might forward. His skull smacked into another human like skull that the boy sat on.
Floating in mid-air, the boy continued to slam his left fist into the invisible head. The hissing voice screamed and cursed at the boy. "Get off of me you little shit!!"
Bugsy stumbled towards the floating boy. He threw a fist in-between the boy's black and white sneakers, slamming his fist into the invisible chest. "Didn't see that coming, did ya?!" Bugsy asked with a chuckle.
The boy stopped his punching as the invisible hands seized his fist. Then, the boy's arm was pulled and his entire body flipped over and slammed right into Bugsy's dazed face! The two landed on the ground! Bugsy's head slammed hard against the tile glass floor. The floor cracked slightly and a small puddle of blood poured out of his skull as his eyes rolled!
The boy rolled off of Bugsy's limp body and was just pushing himself up when his neck was held by a strong invisible arm. He gripped the arm in front him and gasped for air. The skin of his forehead showed the imprint of an invisible hand pushing down hard on his head. The boy's head quickly was rotated completely around followed by a loud snapping sound!
The body of the boy fell onto the ground, his eyes were wide and blood ran out of his mouth over his small chin and onto the back of his coat. His eyes stared at the ceiling of red lights as the rest of his body laid on its stomach.
Bugsy moaned and his eyes rolled as his left hand raised against his will and his body began to slide across the floor as the invisible man dragged Bugsy by the left arm. "I told you, dead or alive!" The voice hissed as Bugsy's body was drugged across the floor and through the swinging double doors, leaving a blood trail behind.
As the invisible man and Bugsy disappeared through the double doors, the boy's limp body laid quietly on the floor. The still eyes of the boy slowly blinked. Loud snapping was heard as his head began to rotate around to where it once stood! Blood ran out is mouth as he placed his palms flat on the ground and pushed himself up. "Ow." He said quietly
The woman was serving an already, very drunk, young man dressed in expensive designer clothes. She seemed unimpressed by what the man was yelling to her over the music.
Bugsy approached and sat down at the bar stool next to the young man. He turned his black eyes over the man and stared with a wicked grin. The red show lights flashed and flickered over his face.
The young man gave a loud laugh and gulped down a shot of whiskey before turning to Bugsy sitting next to him. He stared at Bugsy for a long moment before he gave another laugh. "Looking for something, friend?!"
Bugsy leaned in to the young man. "Cigarette?! Do you have one?!"
The man looked to the Asian woman and then back to Bugsy. "No! Smoking is bad for you!"
Bugsy let out a chuckle from his throat and swayed his head with a roll to his black eyes. "Well then, get the hell out of here mate! You are boring the lady and you are no use to me!"
The man's smile left him quickly. He stuck out his chest and popped his knuckles. "You got a problem?!"
"Yes! You!" Bugsy cackled and threw out his hand, palm facing the young man's face. "Talk to the hand!" Then, using just the tips of his fingers, Bugsy slapped the hand against the forehead of the young man.
Fury filled the young man's drunken face. He threw out a punch towards Bugsy's face. Bugsy quickly dodged to one side and grabbed the young man's wrist. He twisted the wrist harshly and his lower jaw protruded out like an animal. The young man groaned in pain as he fell to his knees. Bugsy stared down at the man with his large black eyes.
"Since I am tired from dancing and you are too drunk to remember a beating, I'm going to be nice and let you go." He released his grip and tossed the wrist to the side. A wicked grin came across his face. "You bother me or this fine woman again, I won't hesitate to kill you, mate." Bugsy quickly swerved the bar stool around and slammed his palms on the glass bar top.
The Asian woman, who was more part Asian rather than full, stared at Bugsy with a grin at the corner of her mouth. Her black hair was cut rather short, except for a bright red patch of bangs that sat on the right corner of her face and ran down to her cheek. In her left eyebrow sat a small silver ball stud and both of her ears were covered with earrings. Other than a dark shade of red over her eyes, the woman did not wear any sort of makeup. Around her neck was a black laced choker and in the center was the smiling fanged smiley face symbol made of silver. She was dressed in a red corset that was lined with black lace and thin ropes that were laced up on the side of the corset. Just below sat her stomach that held a silver navel ring and blow it was a pair of tight black jeans. Around her waist sat a black leather belt with a buckle formed into a golden skull. Black leather, high heeled, boots ran from her foot to her knees. She tapped her black painted fingernails on the bar top as she stared at Bugsy with a grin.
Bugsy leaned in closer to the woman with his elbows pressed into the bar top and his arms folded across his chest. "Hello there!" He said with a sinister grin.
The woman shook her head with a grin. "What will it be?!"
Bugsy rolled his eyes around for a moment and hummed. "Hmmm, what do you recommend?!"
The woman clicked her tongue for a moment and rolled her eyes as well. "Hmmm, let's see here! Blood Shots are famous around here! Club Red's official drink!"
Bugsy's eyes widened as he leaned back. "Sounds tasty!"
The woman turned around to grab a shot glass from the back shelf and pulled out a tall bottle filled with deep red liquid. A black label was on the side of the bottle with the fanged logo and the red letters that read: Blood Shots.
Bugsy twirled his chair around and leaned his back against the bar; he outstretched his arms and rested them on to the glass bar top. His black eyes glared at the dancers across the room.
There was some commotion coming from within the dance floor other than dancing. One woman turned around and slapped a man on the face. Another woman turned around as though something was behind her.
Bugsy gave a chuckle. "Silly boy." He said to himself. He spun the stool around to watch the Asian woman pour his drink. "Blood Shots, huh?! I'm pretty sure there is no double meaning to that!"
The woman glanced from the glass and scoffed as she returned to pouring the drink. "Why do you say that?!" She finished pouring the drink and sat the bottle down next to the glass.
Bugsy shrugged and quickly grabbed the glass filled with red liquor. "I figure it had something to do with that blond Count Dracula walking around here!" He threw the liquid down his mouth and swallowed quickly.
The Asian woman stared at Bugsy and smiled. "You mean Zachary?! My boss?!"
Bugsy cackled. "Whatever! He said all my drinks were on him!"
The woman laughed. "I'm sure he did!"
Bugsy shrugged. "What can I say, the guy likes me!" He stared at the woman as she poured him another drink. "Who can I say did me an awesome service?!"
The woman sat the bottle down next to the glass and picked up the drink. She stared at Bugsy for a moment and then smiled. "Kat." Then she gulped down the drink.
Bugsy gave a wicked grin. "Oh, I like you! What do you say we take this party to somewhere private and shag?!"
The Asian woman named Kat poured Bugsy another drink. "Depends on how the night goes, mate!"
Bugsy quickly grabbed his drink and held it to his lips. "I'll drink to that!" Before he could take one sip from the drink, Bugsy felt a slap knock the drink out of his hands! The glass fell onto the bar top as well as a puddle of red liquid. He stared down at the drink and cocked his head to one side.
Kat laughed. "Drunk already?!"
Bugsy twisted his head as he stared at the drink, like an animal confused by some odd sound. "Hmm."
"I thought I would never see you again!" Hissed a voice next to Bugsy.
Bugsy pulled up his head and darted his black eyes to the stool that sat to his right. "Huh?!" He asked in with a snarl.
Bugsy's eyes darted all around the open area, but no one sat in the stool or was near him. Yet, the voice hissed again.
"I wasn't sure if you were going to be done with that pencil neck. I was just waiting for a moment with the great Bugsy himself. Now that I see you, I wonder what the appeal is." The invisible voice said.
Bugsy snarled and exposed his crooked teeth. "Am I losing my mind?"
A harsh slap ran across Bugsy's face. "No, you are not."
Bugsy's head turned from the slap, but quickly returned to the disembodied voice in the stool next to him. "Bloody hell!"
Kat slowly backed away from the bar top and stared at Bugsy with confusion. "What ... Uh ... What is going on?!"
Bugsy stood up from the stool, exposing his bottom teeth with a snarl to his upper. The black eyes became larger. He threw a fist into the air towards the stool next to him, but hit nothing. While his fist hung in mid-air, Bugsy cocked his head to one side as something grabbed his wrist and twisted it. Bugsy snarled with pain.
"Killed ten men, eh?" Hissed the invisible voice.
An invisible blow smacked Bugsy in the jaw so suddenly and harshly that the man's head flew backwards! Bugsy clenched his stomach from an invisible knee thrown into it.
The invisible attacker laughed with a harsh hiss. "Didn't see that coming, did you?"
Bugsy narrowed his black eyes on bony wrist held in the invisible grasp. He pulled his hand towards him and opened his mouth. Like a wild dog, Bugsy bit down into mid-air just passed his hand. His teeth struck flesh and Bugsy pulled his wrist free as the invisible man cried out in pain. Bugsy lunged all his weight forward and smacked into the man who was transparent. He slammed his left fist into the ground at first, but kept swinging fist after fist into the unseen man he laid on. He cursed wildly as he fought like a crazy man.
Bugsy's coal like eyes stared down at the floor with wild eyes. A giant evil smile grew on his face. Then, without warning, Bugsy was thrown backwards by a strong hand that grabbed the back of his coat! His back slammed onto the light blinking tile floor and then slid across it a few inches. Bugsy cackled. "Wow! What a trip!"
"What's wrong with you?!" Asked a young child like voice.
Bugsy lifted his head to look over his slim chest to see the ten year old boy that once stood on the stage. The boy stood at Bugsy's feet, staring down at him with powerful strange blue eyes. His skin was deathly pale and sat under his loose red army jacket.
The boy squinted his eyes for a moment. "I think it is time for you to leave!" His voice held a faint Irish accent and as he spoke a long pair of sharp canines glistened in the red flickering light.
Bugsy cackled. "I think it’s time for your bedtime, boy!"
The boy's face twisted with a smirk, but before he could say anything to Bugsy's joke, the boy was thrown onto the ground and kicked in the chest by an invisible foot! The boy groaned and held his chest, gasping for air.
Bugsy quickly rolled over and pushed himself back onto his feet. Once he was stable, Bugsy's face flew to one side from an invisible punch! He stumbled to one side as blood ran down the left corner of his mouth.
"You are going with me!" Demanded the raspy voice of the invisible man. "Dead or alive!"
Bugsy laughed as he tried to stable himself. "Ah, so you are the bounty hunter type of invisible man?! Didn't know they rented those!"
Bugsy threw a punch towards where the voice came from, but just hit thin air. Instead of punching his attacker, from the left side and the right, Bugsy's face was punched over and over by harsh fists coming out of thin air! Blood sprayed out of Bugsy's mouth as he spit. He stumbled backwards from the blows.
His black eyes rolled for a moment and his body began to sway as the invisible hands grabbed Bugsy by the shirt and held him on his feet. Bugsy let out a moan as blood ran down his mouth.
The boy pushed himself off the floor and leaped into the air, flying a foot towards from the spot he laid. His hands were outstretched and his mouth was held open as he yelled. The Safire like eyes widened as he flew into the air. The boy then landed right on top of the invisible man that held Bugsy. He clamped his feet around the invisible torso and wrapped his right arm around the unseen neck of the attacker. The boy snarled as he threw his tiny fist into where the head would have been.
Bugsy's black eyes snapped back and a wicked grin grew on his face. He threw his head back and then forced it with all his might forward. His skull smacked into another human like skull that the boy sat on.
Floating in mid-air, the boy continued to slam his left fist into the invisible head. The hissing voice screamed and cursed at the boy. "Get off of me you little shit!!"
Bugsy stumbled towards the floating boy. He threw a fist in-between the boy's black and white sneakers, slamming his fist into the invisible chest. "Didn't see that coming, did ya?!" Bugsy asked with a chuckle.
The boy stopped his punching as the invisible hands seized his fist. Then, the boy's arm was pulled and his entire body flipped over and slammed right into Bugsy's dazed face! The two landed on the ground! Bugsy's head slammed hard against the tile glass floor. The floor cracked slightly and a small puddle of blood poured out of his skull as his eyes rolled!
The boy rolled off of Bugsy's limp body and was just pushing himself up when his neck was held by a strong invisible arm. He gripped the arm in front him and gasped for air. The skin of his forehead showed the imprint of an invisible hand pushing down hard on his head. The boy's head quickly was rotated completely around followed by a loud snapping sound!
The body of the boy fell onto the ground, his eyes were wide and blood ran out of his mouth over his small chin and onto the back of his coat. His eyes stared at the ceiling of red lights as the rest of his body laid on its stomach.
Bugsy moaned and his eyes rolled as his left hand raised against his will and his body began to slide across the floor as the invisible man dragged Bugsy by the left arm. "I told you, dead or alive!" The voice hissed as Bugsy's body was drugged across the floor and through the swinging double doors, leaving a blood trail behind.
As the invisible man and Bugsy disappeared through the double doors, the boy's limp body laid quietly on the floor. The still eyes of the boy slowly blinked. Loud snapping was heard as his head began to rotate around to where it once stood! Blood ran out is mouth as he placed his palms flat on the ground and pushed himself up. "Ow." He said quietly
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