CLUBLIGHTS

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The two raced from Movaro's office, flying down the stairs in a dizzying pace. In his mind, the elemental was trying to shake his body out of the painful snap from its arousal. Adrenaline pushed through him, causing a pulsating heartbeat under his dark shirt. Slowly it was dawning on him that Shal and Lexa could be caught in the nightmare he'd ripped Jordan from just hours before. The man's footsteps increased.

No remorse was left in him for killing Movaro. It just seemed natural- instinctive to protect him teammates, no matter how his feelings blurred the professional lines. At that, Jordan stopped, and then pulled him down a corridor, giving them a quicker route to the dance floor. Before she could push the door open, the man pulled her arm.

"Brennen!"

"Stay behind me!" was all he would say. Her obvious understanding shone in those dark eyes. The elemental opened the door slowly, eyeing the fused crowd. "We do NOT split up."

"Are we going for Jesse first?" she asked.

"Whoever we can reach. Don't lose sight of me J." He pushed into the crowd, followed by the regenerative-elemental. Brennen's head and heart split in a million directions at once. Every other second, he was glancing back at Jordan while scanning the crowd. Finally, her hand gripped his arm.

"Over there!" she yelled pointing to the brawling blonde man. Jesse had massed and was lost in rage of vicious punches. Brennen pushed forward, nearly dragging Jordan with him. Soon his eyes caught a disheveled Shalimar throwing her own fists into men's faces. Her dress was torn in several places and her hair flung wildly as she executed on the perverts. The elemental pushed forward, slamming into the men from behind. Rage pooled in the whites around his eyes. The feral looked at him, smirking her signal of being okay. That only left one more to find.

Jesse was enthralled. He had seen them grab her and now, she was completely out of sight. His blue eyes danced wildly, making him seem like a berserk animal. He had busted about five heads when he saw her fall. And the evidence of her powers flashing them away had ended just minutes ago. Damn! He thought as his eyes searched the crowd. Lexa, where are you?

The brunette was pulling up from the floor, her fist slamming into some drunk's face. Their half-hearted attempts at groping her now stirred a fierce anger. But by positioning, she was cornered. Her ear somehow made out Jesse's voice calling for her and soon was followed by Brennen's. She flashed another light blast, blinding several men and partially signaling any of her team around. A large man grabbed her shoulder, intent on pulling off the fabric.

"Hey."

He turned to be caught by a foot to the face. Teeth flew past the brunette, before hands pulled her to the side. It gave her time to go back into the defense mode. At a glance, Jordan was barreling herself out of a crowd of men, intent on getting to her in any way possible. The woman was a flash of punches and kicks, glancing at the brunette momentarily before landing a stiletto in some man's crotch. That'll make em behave, Lexa smirked.

Soon they both were fending off the rambunctious crowd. Flailing in combinations till the men actually stared to pull away, but it wasn't because of them. The suits were running from all directions. Both a mix of Lexa's 'people' and bouncers furried into the crowd as Jordan touched her arm. "I'm okay." she started. "How about you?"

"Let's just say I don't like fat men anymore." Jordan smirked.

"J." the brunette pulled her along, searching desperately for their team. "You never liked fat men."

"Amen to that."

"Movaro?"

"Brennen killed him." The brunette looked in mock surprise at the light colored black woman. "The fat man got a little too personal."

"With you?"

"Yeah."

The women dodged the rushing crowd, looking for the original team members in haste. "No wonder."

Jesse was restless; punching threw the suits in any attempt to find the women. Beside him, Brennen and Shalimar stood, waiting to react. The feral's eyes turned gold, but the pool body heat left her no advantage. "Lexa! Jordan!" the woman yelled over the crowd.

"They are somewhere!" Brennen yelled, frantic to find the women.

"Guys! These are Lexa's people." Jess said. "But they're Movaro's too."

"They're all mixed in and we don't know who's with who," the feral yelled back.

"We need to find them and get out of here."

"NO shit!" The elemental snapped. His nerves were wearing thin at the bustling crowd. "Time to create a diversion."

"Oh shit!' Said the feral.

Jesse pushed her to the floor, as currents surged on the man's fingers. Instantly volts raced from his hands, scurrying towards the stage. Lights exploded in a violent blast, causing people to run in the other direction.

The women pulled back as lights crashed just before them. Lexa searched frantically, her ice blue eyes wide in terror. "Over there!" she yelled pointing to the new mutants making it to the stairs. Jordan pushed the woman in front of her intent on catching any incoming debris. Arms grabbed them halfway to their mark.

Jordan recognized one as Movaro's main guy. He moved to hit her, but caught a knee to his ribs. But the hands kept coming and soon both she and Lexa were caught in the grasps.

Jesse could see them. He pushed past Brennen to the floor, dodging the igniting environment. Shalimar sat close on his heels, before jumping over him into the mass. He and Brennen were a rage of onslaught, numb to the swelling of their bleeding knuckles. His eyes had the molecular heading straight for them, seeing that Shalimar was having so much fun using the men as scratching posts. In the fury of fists and feet, Jesse finally touched her. Lexa jumped, before leaning into him and followed absently as he pulled her from the crowd. Behind them Jordan was still ferocious against the men; that also would end soon, as a brooding elemental threw an am around her waist before sending a blue-white surge into the suits. Soon, they along with Shalimar were following the two out into a corridor.

They ran for several minutes, before Jesse finally paused them. His mind was spinning furiously. "Everybody here?" he asked. Each head stated their presence while gasping for breath. "Injuries?'

"I'm good." Lexa smirked.

"Me too." Shalimar and Brennen chimed in. Jordan made a face, as if to say 'duh', and reminding him of her abilities.

"Okay, we have to get past the bodies. And were cornered from all sides."

"They're looking for Movaro's killer." Brennen added holding his stomach. "Which would be me."

"What happened?" Shalimar eyes Jordan more so than the elemental, knowing that his reaction was based on her cause.

"Later." the woman replied. "They're coming up behind us."

Again they broke into a dead run, spilling into a service elevator. Desperate fingers pushed at the buttons, sending them in the downward direction. The team seemed to not breathe as the car halted on the bottom floor. "Okay." Jesse whispered, holding the button for the door. "We're in the garage. Brennen and I are two blocks away."

"We're on the upper level." Shalimar replied going feral. "We're good."

The door slid open, allowing the team to move slowly. The women pulled of their heels, detracting from their already echoing sounds. It was here as they moved that Brennen and Jesse could see their actual conditions. The dresses were torn, still covering the most private places, and the faces were flushed under the smudged of dirt. Oddly enough, none of then had bruises or cuts, but the men knew this would run much deeper.

Brennen glanced at his 'brother' quickly, noting the inevitable question on their minds. It was storming to him about Shalimar and Lexa, since he knew the extent of Jordan's ordeal. Beside him, Jesse pushed heavy hands into his pockets, searching for a place to start. "Are you girls really all right?"

The feral knew he meant Herself and Lexa. She moved, placing a hand on his shoulder. "We're fine. Right?"

"Right." Lexa smirked.

"But I still want to know what happened to you?" she added moving to Jordan.

"Why did Brennen end up killing Movaro?"

The honey colored woman turned pale slightly, making the feral approach more so in concern.

"Not now, Shal." the elemental said, stepping between them. His protectiveness was not exactly surprising about the woman. The two cast appreciative looks at each other, before he turned back to the blonde. "Let's just go home."

Shalimar watched as Jesse and Lexa walked ahead, followed by the elemental. Jordan folded her arms slightly before moving. "Are you alright? I mean really." the feral asked.

"Yeah."

"Did he DO something to you?"

"No." she whispered. "Not how you mean."

"J., I-"

"Shal," she said turning to face the blonde. "Just let it go, for now."

The feral now knew something went down, and judging by Brennen's constant looks back, he knew all of it. "Okay." she replied patting her friend's arm. "Let's just go."