Hey guys! So my internet is fixed... (I think) XD Oh and writer block...how it comes to us all. Yeah it has been happening to me lately.. see I know were I am going with the story (sort of) but writing it out...yeah not so much... so if I don't post for a while don't panic...I got this :D (hopefully)

Holt slipped up to the club walking up to the back door like nothing ever happened, even though the last time he was here he beat the hell out of someone and then almost died from an overdose…so it wasn't too surprising that the minotaur who greeted him last time didn't greet him with his normal excitement. "You go a lot of nerve Holt." He said folding his arms across his chest towering over him.

Holt wasn't intimidated by this larger monster, "Yeah I do, but Addey made me want to clear the water with them." He said nicely earning a grin from the monster.

"They won't greet you as nice as I did, be careful."

Holt nodded to him walking past through the same dark hallway that let only a little sound through from the party outside. He looked through one of the doors smiling as he remembered dancing with most of the monster who were out there now. How it was different to come here and not get high…How much he has grown in such a short time shocked Holt. He never knew that one day he would be leaving this place permanently…in hope to be able to find a better D.J. gig…which he knew a few other places that wasn't like this one. But in the simple thought that he was going to be free from Addey and Mik for the first time since he met them three years ago after his father died. How they took him in…showing him how to D.J. How they used his talent to make money…how Addey abused his drug states for her own amusement. He hated the fact more that when he moved they somehow always ended up by him. Near him…Like they were breathing down his neck. Now it was different…they will leave him and Frankie alone. His uncle was right…it wasn't just Holt anymore. There was Jackson and even if they just started dating, Frankie. Jackson scared Holt the most though…Jackson couldn't handle what was going to happen. He hoped that they would ignore the fact that Holt kept his headphones on. Jackson didn't need to see where he was at and Holt didn't want Jackson falling back into his depressed moods. Finding the black door that led to the private party room, he rubbed his face smoothing out his jacket and feeling the now warm metal of the gun in the back of his pants. He walked in with his shoulders back looking around not seeing either Mik or Addey or anyone else for that matter, this room was always full. Moving over to the booth he and Addey usually sat at waving to a waitress. She walked over taking one look at Holt rushing away to another part of the room. Holt shook his head...it's nice to know he was remembered. Mik walked out from behind the bar with the waitress in tow. Mik gave Holt a warm smile, it made him very uncomfortable to see Mik smiling at him. "Holt friend….your back! We have missed you."

He sat down at the booth pulling out Holt's favorite choice of drug. He made no grab for them and just watched this snake monster closely, "Whatcha playin' at?"

He chuckled and placed his hand on Holt's should who shrugged him off. "Nothing at all man! Just thought you were here for what you normally come for!"

Chewing his lip thinking of how to precede with this…Mik was never like this…he never gave anything for free. Mik sat there looking Holt over with the same grin he used when he first met him. That I can make everything go away if you want it to look. Holt picked up the drugs watching Mik closely as his smile grow larger, Holt looked over the drugs for a minute before grabbing Mik's hand and sat them in it, "I don't need you or Addey anymore."

Mik's face fell, turning from the happy smile to an evil snare, "I was really hoping you weren't going to say that friend."

Holt went to get up when Addey surprised him by stabbing a needle in his neck. Holt fell back into the booth at the drugs took over. "Poor kid…I really liked him." Spinning in the fog he tried to think of all the reasons why he was here…why he wanted to quit and leave here! Why couldn't they let him go? Holt felt something scaly brush against him as he tried to regain his senses. What did she drug him with?

"Oh Mik! He has a gun!" Addey's amused voiced filled Holt's ears.

"A gun?" Mik asked in a shocked tone feeling Holt over until he found it. "Well…looky here. I guess he was going to kill us."

Addey sat on Holt's lap stroking his check as he was unable to fight, "aww and I thought we had something special!"

She kissed his check to his jaw, "well I guess now you are truly unarmed I can have some fun."

"Make it quick Addey," Mik said growling a little, "I still don't know why you like him so much."

"There is just that….something…I can't place my tongue on it."

"I would love to have him moved before it got too late."

"Oh….Why can we just kill him here and move him to an ally?" Addey said kissing Holt's lips this time getting him to try to fight harder.

"Because that's not how I roll." Mik said in a frustrated tone looking over to his sister who slapped Holt trying to get him to stop fighting. "Anyway I am not using the drugs I am selling to people to kill him. We have more at home."

"Fine…" She said angling herself upright playing with Holt's headphones. "These are nice…"

Mik who was getting a drink from the bar looked back over, "What are?"

"His headphones…I bet they will fetch a pretty penny." She said going to take them off when Holt found his voice.

"No! Leave them."

Addey giggled kissing Holt again, "Shh now love, everything will be okay."

"Like hell!" Holt struggled out trying to keep Addey from taking his headphones.

She ripped them off getting the shock of her life when Holt erupted into flames releasing a swaying normie. Jackson shook his head remembering waking up like this not too long ago…Holt was using again. That was all on Jackson mind when he shook his head trying to clear it before taking in his surroundings. His body was stiff and sore, what was Holt doing? Rubbing his eyes to see which alley he was to see a very scared, but beautiful snake lady trying to hide an ever growing smile as she realized Jackson looked harmless.

"Well…well…well…now I know why Holt wanted to leave us." Mik said chuckling as Jackson jumped looking very confused at Mik back to Addey.

"I am sorry for-" Jackson stuttered trying to get out of the booth, "Holt must have-" Addey grabbed Jackson pulling him close studying him.

"They have the same face, but different colors…hmm what is your name?" She asked lustfully running her hand down Jackson's chest.

"J-Jackson," He stammered out pushing her hand off him when she giggled. "Oh he is a lot more gentle then Holt."

"Jackson…Jackson what?" Mik said smiling at the normie in front of him.

"Jekyll," Jackson answered back trying to keep Addey from touching him.

"Well I think I just found a way for Holt to pay for everything he has done." Mik said smiling an evil smile making Jackson sink under his gaze.

"Oh so do I," Addey said licking Jackson's ear making him jump away as she grabbed him keeping him close.

"Please…" Jackson begged trying to understand what they were talking about, "I have money…not a lot, but whatever Holt did I can-"

"Oh we don't want your money we need you." Addey said placing her hand in his lap making Jackson look away from her as he tried his best to not squirm. Why was this happening to him? Why didn't Holt trust him? All Jackson wanted was a normal life…not all this. Now he was going to die…he didn't know how or why, but he just knew it.

"Please…" Jackson said as Addey covered his mouth as she took off his bow tie.

"Hush now…" She whispered to him, "It will either be you or Holt…so how does he come back out."

Jackson saw Holt's headphones on the table. He went to go reach for them when Addey grabbed them. "These?" She asked raising an eyebrow as she still had her hand over his mouth. He nodded trying to wiggle away from her as she moved her hand from his mouth to his throat keeping him still. She handed the headphones to her brother who put them on and studied them.

"There is music playing still…" He said looking around, "They have to be attached to his phone."

"Hmm…" Was all Addey said as she reached into Jackson's pockets making him squirm away making her slap him. "Sit still!" Jackson sat still not wanting to anger her farther…He was just hoping what ever happened, happened quickly. He closed his eyes trying not to think.

"Found it!" She yelled handing to Mik as she made grabbed Jackson's hands and trying to tie them behind his back when he knew he had to move. He pushed her back knocking her into the table stunning her long enough for him to rush for the door when he ran into a large Minotaur.

"Well slow down there little normie…I don't know where you think you are going, but I was told not to let anyone come in or leave this room…" He grabbed Jackson by his shirt picking him off the ground.

"NO! Please! They will kill me!" Jackson tried to reason with the monster who just laughed.

"Yeah I know they will, that is why I let Holt in," He threw him in the chair Mik got out and tied him to it; "Holt needed to be taught a lesson."

"But I am not Holt!" Jackson cried out trying not to panic, which he knew he was getting close to, "Please…my name is Jackson."

"And it isn't my job to care." He laughed and walked back to the door.

"Please…" Jackson tried again as Addey slapped him.

"And here I thought you were harmless." She said taking off his glasses, "Oh those blue eyes are to die for!"

"Addey back down," Mik said walking over to Jackson, "So Holt…Comes out how?"

"Music…" Jackson said not wanting to get hit again.

"Music?" Mik said laughing, "What the hell are you two?"

Jackson sat quietly with it was Mik's turn to hit him. "Answer me when I ask a question," He said sweetly making Jackson spit out blood.

"We are a different type of monster…" Jackson said slowly, "Holt is my alter ego…"

"So Holt isn't even real?" Addey whined out as she walked over wiping the blood from Jackson's lips.

Jackson gave a dry chuckle, "I wish he wasn't real, but unfortunately he is very much real."

"Well this is a fucked up mess," Mik said looking Jackson in the eyes. He put the headphones on Jackson making Holt come back. Holt growled at Mik making him step back. Holt tried to get up noticing that he was tied down. "Let me go so I can kill you!" Holt yelled struggling against the restraints.

Mik just laughed as he grabbed a chair and looked Holt over. "So…I can kill you…but that would be a double murder…" He said thinking it over, "No one will miss you, but that Jackson boy someone might."

Holt stopped struggling when he heard Jackson's name, "You will leave him alone!" He said trying to get a flame started to burn the rope.

"I like Jackson better." Addey said moving into the conversation, "he is so…innocent."

"You will not touch him!" Holt growled spitting at Addey who giggled moving behind Mik.

"Now let's get down to business." Mik said turning the chair around placing his arms on the back, "Since killing you would not be a good idea."

Holt made a noise looking away from him as he slowly worked on burning the rope.

"So I have a proposal. You stay here…working for us at the booth." He smiled when Holt snared. "And we will leave your little Ghoul and Jackson alone." Addey made a noise when Mik said that about Jackson. "But I wanted a little fun with Jackson first."

"Only if Holt doesn't agree." Mik said patting his sister's head who laid it against him.

Holt gave his hands one more wiggle, almost there. "How about…" Holt said acting like he was thinking it over, "you leave all of us alone and stay the hell out of my life!"

Mik just looked at Addey who slithered up to Holt kissing his cheek, "Well that wasn't a really smart answer." Before Holt could remove his now free hands she ripped off his headphones making Jackson jump away from Addey.

"So will you let me go?" Jackson said fearing the answer when Addey giggled advancing on him again. "No little one…Holt couldn't agree on our terms."

Jackson was shaking with fear as she kissed him, he moved his hands…something wasn't right…he felt the rope slip from his wrists. Holt must have burned them! Jackson knew he had to get away! Before Addey could walk behind him he kicked her in the stomach making Mik jump up and rush at Jackson who crawled away from the chair. Jackson looked around trying to find another door, but not finding one. How does he get out? He dodged a punch from Mik who recovered from missing Jackson the first time.

"Get back here normie!" He yelled as Jackson kicked him in the shin running past Addey who was still catching her breath. He was running out of time and luck! Then he saw it, the gun. He rushed over and grabbed it pointing at Mik who stopped dead in his tracks. "Stay back!" He yelled voice cracking with fear, "I am not afraid to do it!"

Mik just laughed when Addey joined him, "Aww…you don't have the guts!"

He hands were sweating; he could feel it slipping from his hands. They were right; there was no way he could pull the trigger. Mik took a step closer making Jackson jump from his trance, "Don't test me!" He shouted shaking trying to look intimidating. Mik laughed his evil laugh hissing at him, "Now now…let's not be hasty."

Thats when he did it. The loud bang sounded through the building causing the people on the dance floor to stop and listen. Jackson stood staring down at Mik who was bleeding from his arm.

"The little dick shot me!" He yelled in pain.

"MIK!" Addey yelled rushing over to him as Jackson dropped the gun and fell to his knees…He just shot someone. He could have killed him! Jackson couldn't help but finally let the scared tears flow. He sat shaking when he felt someone roughly grab him by the neck slowly draining the life from him.

"You shot my brother!" She hissed at him.

"Get off my nephew you bitch!" Someone yelled knocking out Addey with a pan. "Jackson are you okay sweetie?" His aunt said pulling him close as he pushed her off him.

"No! Leave me alone!"

"Jackson its okay," He uncle soothed as his aunt moved over to keep Mik from leaving.

"No…I shot him." He moaned into his uncle's arms.

His uncle was in shock when he heard Jackson say that but still held him close. When the police arrived they arrested both Addey and Mik. Jackson was sitting in the booth staring at his knees as his aunt and uncle talked to the police officer. They walked over to him, "Jackson," His uncle said making Jackson pay attention. "This officer wants to ask you a few questions."

Jackson just nodded as the officer stood above him, "Mr. Jekyll how did you come to be here?"

Jackson stared at the floor not answering the officer. He didn't want to blame this all on Holt but also he didn't want anyone else talking to Holt first. Jackson himself wanted a few words with his alter ego before this cop. Better yet it was better to never let anyone know about Holt who didn't already know. "I wanted out." Jackson repeated what the voice said in his head. "I didn't want to be used anymore."