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Chapter6: Ezra

Brennan and Jesse were still sitting at the bar. The blond Mutant was done with telling Brennan what had happened on Friday night at the Sanctuary.

Jesse didn't dare to look at him for fear of being judged for what he'd done, for what he felt. So he kept his eyes on the table, waiting for Brennan to have the first word about it.

He would have seen the smile on the tall, dark haired Elemental if he would have faced him. Brennan was the last to think badly about him. There was nothing wrong with falling for Shalimar, even after all this time they knew each other. Sometimes love chose the strangest ways to get people together.

He turned until he could see Jesse. The smile seemed to be attached to his features.

"What do think I am going to do? Tell you to leave her alone, it's no good for her, you're just not the right man for her?"

Jesse shrugged his shoulders, very unsure and almost afraid. He had no idea what he was going to think at all…

Brennan kept on talking, putting his hand on Jesse's arm to grab his attention. His voice was low and steady and he meant exactly what he said:

"I don't know anyone better for Shalimar. You are all she needs!"

He squeezed his arm, nodded towards Jesse and stood up.

"Think about it! I'll be back in a minute."

Brennan left Jesse alone with his thoughts and disappeared through the curtains into the hall, where he found his way to the bathroom.

~~*~~

Two days earlier.

The door to the smoke filled room opened and the tall, blond man walked into it. His body was muscle-packed all over, his shoulders broad, his stomach tight. A slim waist with long, strong legs finished the picture of a dangerous weapon. Piercing blue eyes searched the room and found, what they were looking for.

He passed the gamblers with their cards, hats deep in the faces and guns quiet visibly in their holsters under thin jackets.

He reached the table with a single person sitting on it, going through some papers. Without being asked, he seated himself, laying his big hands flat on the table.

"You have what I want?"

The skinny man lifted his eyes from the papers, eyeing him suspicious. A scar ran straight over his entire face, marking him.

"Depends on who wants it!"

The blond man answered in a very low voice, anger clearly speaking out of it.

"I am Ezra and you better don't play with me!"

Fear crept for a second over the scar-face, before he got a grip on himself. He nodded and took something out of a bag under the table.

The first thing was a little syringe with a green liquid in it. The second thing looked almost like a gun.

Scar-face held it in his hand, showing it to Ezra.

"You put the syringe in here, cock it and shoot. Best place would be in the neck or the arm. Whatever you can get!"

Ezra just nodded and put a pile of money on the table. He stood up and walked away, not looking back for one single moment.

"Ass!"

Scar-face turned his attention back to the papers again.

~~*~~

 Brennan closed up his zipper, washed his hands and turned to leave the filthy little bathroom. He took the doorknob but before he could pull the door, it smashed open and against his head. The impact brought him to his knees. Dark shadows danced in front of his eyes when two strong hands pulled him up and against the wall.

He tried to focus and create an energy blast with his hands but he was to slow.

"No, you don't", was all he heard before two heavy fists connected with the side of his head and brought down the lights. 

The collapsing body of the Mutant was caught, lifted with powerful arms over the attackers shoulder and carried away. Nobody noticed the strange couple walking over the dark parking lot to the silver Audi.

Ezra dropped the unconscious body carelessly on the ground, searching the pockets for the keys. As soon as he had found them, the shape-shifter took another careful look around but no one watched them. He opened the trunk of the car and heaved Brennan into it. Right then, the dark haired Mutant stirred.

His vision was quite blurry as Brennan opened his eyes. He saw the shadow leaning down over him and felt his sleeve being pulled up. He tried to push the man away but his head was hurting badly and his thoughts were spinning in his mind. He felt a little sting when the needle pieced his skin.

'He is going to drug me… I need help. Jesse…"

He wasn't able to say a word. His mouth was all of a sudden very dry. A feeling of heaviness spread through his entire body. His mind was still clear and he focused on the only person he knew was able to help him now. If he could only reach her…

Ezra watched the man's body fall limp. The eyes were still focused on his own, very clear, and filled with fear. He smiled a devilish smile.

"Enjoy the ride!"

With a bang he closed the door.

Ezra took a deep breath. He still smiled the same evil smile.

Everything worked out just fine. He concentrated and for the split of a second, his eyes lit up before the blue of them turned into dark brown. The dark of the night swallowed the rest of the transformation…

Jesse looked up when he noticed the shadow besides him.

"You're ready to go home?"

He nodded and smiled back slightly.

"Yes Brennan. Let's go home!"

Tbc