The night had become busy at the club since both Jemma and Nathan agreed on holding a remembrance night for Mariam. A little group, mostly of Mariam's best friends all stood at one corner of the bar, near to Kai. The Russian's red eyes were solely focused on the picture of the strange red haired male. Who are you? Why did you pick me of all people? Kai wondered, cupping his cheek in his hand.
Jemma suddenly raised her shot glass high in the air. "To Mariam!" she called. Other glasses, both large and small, joined in and a murmur of 'To Mariam' was heard. Kai would have joined in but he didn't have a drink.
"I'm glad I chose today to come here."
Kai glanced to his right. Brooklyn smiled warmly at him. "What do you want?" Kai grumbled, stuffing the photo back in his pocket. Brooklyn held up his hands.
"Nothing…Well actually…" He trailed off. Kai raised an eyebrow. "…I was wondering if I could buy a drink. I never got to the last time we met." Brooklyn added. Kai sighed deeply, turning away slightly.
What the hell. It's just one drink. Just one innocent drink. His logic pointed out. Kai nodded his head. "Okay, one drink." The Russian turned back to face Brooklyn who smiled again. "Triple Vodka and Lemonade. On the rocks."
Brooklyn gave him the thumbs up. "Got it." Kai watched as Brooklyn disappeared to get the drinks. There was a burning pain in the back of his head but the Russian pushed it aside.
"Kai-kun!"
Before Kai had a chance to turn round, he was glomped from behind and pulled in a bone-crushing hug. "You staying the night?" Jemma inquired. Kai nodded his head. Truth was he didn't feel in the mood to drive all the way back home. Jemma squeaked loudly and hugged him again. "Alright!"
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He couldn't believe.
Him, his killer, was back. His killer was stalking again, waiting for the right target. Tears were threatening to fall.
Why? Out of sadness? Fear? Or because he felt as though he failed?
No! He shook his head. Mariam's death was not his fault. He was not out of the game yet!
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"Here we go."
Kai nodded his thanks as a glass tumbler was placed down to the side of him. Brooklyn sat down, placing his own drink in front of him. It was a cocktail of some kind. "What's that?" Kai found himself asking. Brooklyn eyed his drink.
"The title on the menu said Crimson Nightmare. Haven't tried it myself but I'm open to trying new things." Brooklyn replied. He picked his drink up and was about to take a sip when the Polaroid camera next to Kai flashed suddenly. "Whoa!"
Kai watched in slightly amusement as Brooklyn struggled to regain himself. The drink swept over the side of the glass a little from Brooklyn's jerky motion, spilling a little on the bar mat close to him. "You don't seem the type to scare easily." Kai mused.
"Yeah well, I wasn't ready for a photo." Brooklyn shot back playfully. Kai frowned and turned to look at the camera. A photo was sticking out. Kai grabbed it and placed it in his back pocket. As the Russian reached for his drink, the glass shot off the side and smashed onto the floor.
"Jesus Christ!" Hillary exclaimed suddenly.
Jemma was back at Kai's side, eyeing the glass. "What in the name of mutant blue cheese?" she whispered before eyeing Brooklyn. "You got anything to do with it?" she inquired.
"Sorry, it was my fault. Must have elbowed it off the side." Kai muttered. Jemma raised n eyebrow, giving her friend the 'You're one heck of a rotten liar' look before shrugging.
"Meh, these things happen. Wait here. I'll get the broom." Flicking her hair over her shoulder, Jemma trotted off to find a broom. Kai cracked a smirk when he heard her mutter; "We seriously need to buy more glasses."
"Want me to get you another one?" Brooklyn inquired. Kai shook his head.
"It's fine. I'll buy one myself."
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It was about half 2 in the morning when the club finally closed. As Jemma and Nathan were kicking out the last punters, Kai slowly made his way upstairs. His mind processed the weird things that happened. First the camera then the glass. I couldn't have elbowed it off but it was like someone or…something… had forced it off the side. Kai mused.
He reached the spare bedroom, opened the door and flicked on the light. It hadn't changed, not since Kai last slept there. The Russian changed out of his clothes, switch off the light and climbed into the small bed. Kai heard the sound of Jemma and Nathan pad upstairs before his eyes slowly closed.
Then it happened.
Kai was only half-awake when the cover was gently tugged from his body. Kai groaned a little and yanked the cover further over his head. "Jemma, fuck off!" Kai cursed. The cover was tugged back down only a lot more force full then before. An all out tug of war began as Kai and Jemma pulled at the cover.
"Jesus Christ Jemma! Won't you take a hint?" Kai yelled as he rubbed sleep from his eyes. Only Kai didn't see Jemma when he looked down at the bottom of his bed.
Instead, the ice blue eyes of the red haired male stared back. Kai's voice caught in his throat as he locked eyes with the male. He looked worst, a lot worst then he did in the photos. "Who…?" Kai's breath once again caught in his throat as the male tugged at the cover. In a fit of panic, something Kai had not felt for a long time, the Russian threw the rest of the cover at the male and scrambled from his bed. Kai backed up until he was against the wall, watching the male pull the cover from him and began to walk towards Kai.
Looking back, Kai didn't know what made him do it. Kai opened the bedroom window and climbed onto the fire escape. His plan was to get out of the room as fast as possible regardless if he would be standing outside in his boxers. The ladder shook slightly forcing Kai to look up. Above, the male began to climb down the ladder. Kai gasped and let go of the ladder.
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Nathan jolted from his sleep when he heard a thud from out-side. He would have dismissed the sound, thinking it was an alley cat but something deep down told him to check. Shaking sleep from his head, the half-Japanese ambled over to the window of his bedroom and looked outside.
"What the hell!"
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Kai's head hurt.
Okay so that was a bit of an understatement. It fucking Killed! The Russian bit back a groan and slowly opened his eyes. Light purple eyes bore into his. "You're awake! There is a god!" Jemma smiled.
"What…What happened?" Kai groaned. He tried to sit up but a wave of sickness made him lie back down.
"Easy!" Jemma began, helping her friend. "Nathan found you outside in the back garden. You're window was open. What the hell made you go outside?" Jemma inquired. Kai chuckled to himself.
"You won't believe me."
Jemma smirked. "Try me."
"That guy, the one in the photos…he was at the bottom of my bed. Starting pulling the cover off me. I thought it was you." Kai paused to lick his bottom lip. "I guess I panicked when I saw him so I threw the cover at him. I...I climbed down the fire-escape ladder, looked up to see him climbed down above me. I guess I let go of the ladder and smacked my head off the floor below." Kai explained.
"The great Kai Hiwatari panicked! That I should have seen." Jemma joked. Kai rolled his eyes, regretting the action when a shooting pain attacked. "Well there's no boogie man under your bed. You going to be okay?" Jemma asked.
Kai mutely nodded his head and closed his eyes. Maybe some sleep would help clear the pain. He heard Jemma slowly stand up and sigh. She moved a strand of hair from his forehead before heading out of his bedroom and switching off the light.
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