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Doc pushed the door of the Handle Bar with a bit more force than he needed to. Needless to say, it may have drawn attention to his arrival, but he didn’t care. He was annoyed. He had just spent the last ninety minutes tracking down the John that beat the **** out of Chantelle, who was one of Doc’s girls. That sort of action was not going to be tolerated. There was a lesson to taught.

Pausing just inside the Handle Bar, Doc looked out of place. He in his bespoke quality suit, surrounded by bikers and the rougher element of the city. Scanning the barroom, he spotted his quarry across the room. He closed the distance to the John’s table, pulling a chair, and seating himself uninvited at the man’s table. Doc unbuttoned his jacket, and then linked his fingers together as he dispassionately eyed the male.

The John in question, gave Doc a sneering look, “What the hell do you want old man? I didn’t tell you, you could sit. Take yourself off..”

“No. I am going to sit right here, and you and I are going to come to an understanding.”

“Listen buddy.. You do not want to start any **** with me. So take yourself off.. While i am feeling charitable.”

Doc lips curled contemptuously. “You will be praying for charity before I am done with you. The name Chantelle ring a bell?”

The John snorted. “That *****? She your daughter or some ****? You best run home while you can. Or you two will have to share a hospital room..”

“Daughter? No. My employee .. yes. And I am here to give back, what you gave her.”

“You going to give me my money back?.. Good. Hand it over,” The John’s position took on a predatory air.

“No.. I am going to beat your ******* ***.. Like you beat Chantelle..”

The John burst out with a sharp bark of laughter. “You? Really? Looked around you Pops.. You wont find any help in here… Give me back my $120.. And I will let you leave this bar under your own steam.”

“I will be just fine.” Doc glanced over his shoulder toward the bar, “See that cute little Brunette.. The one with the brown doe eyes..? She is quite handy with a blade, and she is also the manager here. I know her. I also know that she would be quite put out,.. To know that you..” He looked at the John in an assessing manner, “What are you? 6’3” .. maybe 6’4”? Well,” He gestured toward the Bar Manager, “She would not be happy to know that you beat the **** out of a defenseless girl that barely stands 5’4” and then you hid and took refuge in her bar. A cowardly bag of **** that hits a girl..” He grimaced, “No .. she wouldn’t like it at all.” He smiled a cold tight lipped smile. “You won’t have any help here.”

The John’s face faltered for a moment. He hadn’t expected this turn of events. But he fully intended to bluster and bluff his way out this. Some old guy wasn’t going to get the best of him. “So what exactly do you want? Money? Cause you ain't getting jack. You want to fight.. Let’s go..”

Doc’s face lit into a cold half smirk. “I am glad you see things my way. If you are lucky.. I won’t ******* kill you.” The words uttered passively, though the look in Doc’s eyes showed he meant it. He meant every word. “Parking lot.” He glanced at Minx then back at the John. “She would have my ******* hide if I messed up her bar..” he smiled a close lipped smile, “.. again.”

The John didn’t miss the last comment as Doc stood and graciously gestured to allow the John to precede him. “After you..”

Cameo appearance with permission of Doc writer.

Aden decided after getting hit with a motorcycle a few days before that he might want to get out and see what’s up with this town. He drove around on his bike for a while and ran into this place called the Handle Bar. It looked like his type of place, the type that you can get into a bar fight and most likely the cops will never be called.

He had parked his bike out front made his way inside and sit down and order a beer. There were these two gentlemen talking behind him that were kind of getting on his nerves wasn’t what they said just something about them he didn’t like.

Aden was kind of in a mood anyway, he had been hit by a motorcycle a few days ago by this beautiful blonde for some reason he couldn’t get her out of his head. It wasn't even her fault that she is him it was his. He had been in this horrible funk for a while now. Since he had disappeared off the grid things haven’t been quite right. He had decided to wander not sure how he made it from Florida all the way up into Canada to this weird little town. Yet something seemed to be calling him here and he didn’t quite understand. He figured it was Odin’s work.

He set there for about 30 min. with most of the beer still in the beer bottle and looking at it and her card in his hand. She was still on his mind not casue she was pretty. It was the look in her eyes something about them stuck with him. It had not dawn on him in tell latter on that next day. Why he could not get them out of his head. Oddly he could not remember anything she said or they talked about. All he could remember was her eyes. To most people they would of been scary raw forceful. But to him they were lovely, primal and dangerous. Like she could snapped him in two like a twig.

A man grabbed a chair from his table and the set down at the table behind. It pulled Aden out of his cloud of thoughts. He began to listen. He liked the man voice and his tone. As they talked he became pulled to what the man was saying. Aden did not think he was lying but what this asshole did.

Aden had an idea, he had not hit anyone in months. He had not felt the lust for battle. Why not hit the John. It might piss off the pimp but what the hell the pimp might like it and get a kick out of it.

Doc wrote: The John’s face faltered for a moment. He hadn’t expected this turn of events. But he fully intended to bluster and bluff his way out this. Some old guy wasn’t going to get the best of him. “So what exactly do you want? Money? Cause you ain't getting jack. You want to fight.. Let’s go..”

Doc’s face lit into a cold half smirk. “I am glad you see things my way. If you are lucky.. I won’t ******* kill you.” The words uttered passively, though the look in Doc’s eyes showed he meant it. He meant every word. “Parking lot.” He glanced at Minx then back at the John. “She would have my ******* hide if I messed up her bar..” he smiled a close lipped smile, “.. again.”

The John didn’t miss the last comment as Doc stood and graciously gestured to allow the John to precede him. “After you..”

When they both got up so did he. He loved this idea. Then suddenly he jumped in the air and when with the superman punch. Hitting the John hard across the jaw with load crack as he followed the man to the floor punching him the whole way. When they hit the floor Aden was on top of the John hitting a few more times to make a point.” I think you be paying this guy here for what own him and some. You little piece of ****. He reaches in The johns pocket and pulls out his wallet.” Try me, try fight back and pretty sure Mr….” wait for the pimp to say his name” will kill you. Your lucky I kicked your ***.” Gets up and kick the john in the balls like he kicking a field goal” Its Good!” he raises both of his hands like at football game.

“Pay your bill you weak son of a *****. “

Normally Doc would have let the John have the first hit. But not tonight. This first one was for Chantelle. He suckered punched the John and staggered him. It was clear the John wasn’t expecting that much force. He was in the midst of rolling his shoulders and straightening his tie preparing to block and punch again, when another patron who followed them, started wailing on the John, taking him to the ground.

Initially, Doc frowned, but then he thought, what the ****. Let the other guy rip into him. Would save Doc the effort, and more importantly, it would save his suit. The unknown guy laid hit after hit on the John. Once the John was pretty much done, and as the guy was telling him off, he paused for Doc to introduce himself. “Charles.. But most call me Doc.”

Doc was beginning to be amused. The new guy at least knew and had a modicum of understanding about manners and introductions. He eyed the guy surreptitiously. The guy could handle himself, knew how to throw a punch, and blocked effortlessly. As the guy stood up, and kicked the John firmly in the family jewels, and making the world renowned ‘score’ symbol, followed by a “it’s Goood!” Doc had to laugh.

Normally Doc kept his distance from humans he did not know, apart from hunting, stalking and killing them. But this guy with a soccer sense of humor, who wasn’t afraid to jump into the fray that wasn’t his business; made Doc pause. This guy could be useful. Doc had a pretty good finger on the pulse of the city’s less than ethical citizens, and he did not recognize this guy. An idea formed.

Doc diverted his attention from the curled-in-a-fetal-position John, to the guy. Doc extended his hand, “As I said earlier, I’m Doc. Haven’t seen you around. Are you new to the city?” He paused half a second before adding, “I could use a guy with your initiative.. If you’re looking for work.” He lifted an eyebrow in silent query. “At the very least .. I think I owe you drink..”

Doc wrote: Doc diverted his attention from the curled-in-a-fetal-position John, to the guy. Doc extended his hand, “As I said earlier, I’m Doc. Haven’t seen you around. Are you new to the city?” He paused half a second before adding, “I could use a guy with your initiative.. If you’re looking for work.” He lifted an eyebrow in silent query. “At the very least .. I think I owe you drink..”

Aden nodded when he asked if he was new and wiped the back of his mouth with the back of his hand." I take a beer rather have mead if they have some. I forgot to ask the lady." Turns and walks back into the bar figuring the Doc guy would follow. " If it is cash money then I might. Rode in on my bike the other night. When for a walk and got my self-hit by a pretty blonde with dangerous eyes. Might stick around in town for a while if had a reason to."

Makes his way back over to the table he was sitting at looks over at the guys the john was sitting with." What girls got work, He had it coming? Might want to go out there check on your friend." Points at Doc." I pretty sure he still wants to hit some thing, if want make something of it, sure he give you a go." Looks at Doc with a smirk. Then down at his kuckles and dust off some dirt.

Waits for Doc to sit down ." Odd place to wear a suit, either your a badass or crazy such of a *****. I bet both."