It ends in tragedy

Jack watches as the strong, beautiful, Amazon woman, known as Casey Luv charges at him.

Any normal man would be scared, or possibly aroused, by this goddess of a woman coming at him but Jack keeps his cool, as if this is something that has happened to him before and that he knows how to take care of it.

And he shows it at the last second as duck under her sweeping arms and right uppercuts her right in the abdomen.

It drives the breath right out of the champion before she elbows him in the face and with the back of her arm slams him by the neck to the bar as glasses, tables, and chairs fly in the air as bar brawl continues.

Casey looks at Jack with rage in her eyes as she pins him by the neck, with his back against the bar. A rage she been keeping in check, even from her new boyfriend, ever since her girlfriend left her. The one she was going to propose to before she decided to turn.

Instead of trying of playing with her pussy and getting her off him, Jack punches her in the gut several times. But Casey was so angry, so full of adrenaline, that she couldn't see straight, or feel anything for that matter. As this man really got under her skin and ripped open some old scars. Really old.

After a few punches in the gut by Jack, Casey gives him a few punches in the dick. Jack groans and laughs, "I knew it. I fucking knew it! You're just like me. You were always too, damn, proud to admit it."

"Partner…." Casey says in between some heavy breathing, "I don't….what….you're….talking…about…but I'm….nothing like….you?"

Jack looks her straight in the eyes and says with all serious that a man could muster, "You would like to think that wouldn't you?

"Yeah….I do….because if you were like me, you wouldn't go for the gut shots. You would be going for my pussy."

Jack eyes widen as if enrage.

Casey smiles, "Yeah….that's right. A man like you, no matter how much of a needle dick he is, would think he has chance by going playing with my pussy and trying to make all gooey that I forgot that I had you dead to right."

Jack says solemnly, "But I knew it wouldn't work. Besides…" Jack looks down, "You're not my type."

Casey scoffs, "Doesn't matter what your fucking type is. Men like you would still try if means staying out of the hospital. I know I would. So…yeah. I'm nothing like you."

Casey raises her fist to punch Jack in the face as Lisa turns around, after punching Belinda while Break and Beat hold her arms and sees Jack at the mercy of Casey.

Meanwhile Casey is about to punch her opponent till Jack says that stops her in her tracks, "No you are everything like me. The only different between me and you is at least I wouldn't hurt the ones I claimed I loved."

Casey stops and ponders, as she knew he probably met her and Rochelle but still it felt like he meant something else. Like maybe him and her, but that's impossible as he doesn't know her. Does she?

Casey stops and gets off him, "Who the fuck are you?"

Jack gets up and before he could tell her a voice screams behind them, "Get off him bitch!"

Lisa, with a chair in hand charges at Casey, as Casey is about to embrace the hit, to the surprise of everyone, including her, Jack pushes her out of the way and takes the chair on top of his head.

The chair was heavy, as it wasn't a typical bar chair but of those hard oak, chairs that bars use to be fancy.

Everyone stops what they are doing, even Break and Beat let go of Belinda, and watch as Jack wobbles a little bit as the world arounds him spins and blurs.

"What's going on…." Jack says as he is disoriented and confused. Everyone looks concerned, probably the black woman with the business suit and giant breasts the most, who was watching everything unfold in the shadows, as she moves in closer.

"Where am I?" Jack stumbles at Casey, "I know you….yeah….you hurt me…didn't you?"

"Hey…" Casey with feelings of concern and lost on what she suppose to do as she leans closer to grabs his arm, "How about you sit down partner and take a breather?"

Jack pushes her away, "No…you hurt me…why did you hurt me?"

Casey tries to grabs him again, "I don't know what's going on but if you just let me help you…"

Jack pushes her away with more aggressive, "No! You hurt me!"

He starts to charge at Casey, "What did I do to you to….hurt…me!"

He tackles into her but with a lack of balance because of his concussion Casey grabs him by the shoulders and screams, "Get off me…."

And pushes him to her left, in which he trips and hits his head on the edge of the bar.

He fell on the floor hard, feeling the sticky feel of wet beer and cum that covers a establishment like this place and then slips out into the icky darkness of unconsciousness while blood from his head would from hitting the bar spills onto the floor

Everyone stares in cold silence. Belinda, with a black eye puts her hands on her mouth and starts to cry as she falls to her knees.

Casey puts her hands to her mouth and says as her boyfriend comes to her side, "Oh my gawd!"

Tears starts to flow from her eyes as Lisa looks on in shock, "Boo? Boo?"

Meanwhile the blond woman and the black woman that Jack noticed earlier get out their cellphones but for different reasons. As one calls for an ambulance as the other calls her boss.

Lisa goes over to Jack and leans over and tries to wake him up, "Boo! Wake up! Come on wake up!

Casey shakes her head as she goes deeper into her boyfriend's arms, "Why did he do that?"

"Come on this shit isn't funny?

"Why did he save me?"

"Boo, Wake up, Boo!?"

"Who was he?"

"Jack!"