I know I know…I update slowly. Sorry L

But hopefully (hopefully) I will be updating a lot more frequently know it's not the holidays and I have homework to procrastinate on..so yeah

Once again thanks for all the positive feedback, and see you next time ;p

Also for some reason this chapter feels different to me, It doesn't feel like my usual style. So tell me if you like it or not I guess :3

VI POV

Ok, whatever the fuck this chick was made of, it certainly was not flesh and bone. We had been in 5 different pubs tonight (and been kicked out of the same amount), started bar fights in every one, dunked some assholes in each one and the crazy bitch was still hyper as fuck. Whatever she got her energy from I wanted some of it.

I duck out of the way of the bouncer's last punch for tonight and swing myself into an uppercut, dislocating his jaw and sending him flying a few metres into a wall. Hell yes. Turning back to Jinx I notice that she's got a twinkle in her eyes that wasn't there earlier. She also has this weird knack for not actually needing to concentrate on the fight at hand to know where everyone is and is staring at me intently while she beats one of the other patrons with a chair. Cutie.

"So Jinxie, I'm thinking this pub got boring" I shout out to her as I deck the last guy standing in the pub, notwithstanding the bartender hiding behind a barstool in the corner.

"Read my mind Fathands, read my mind"

She skips up to me, framed by the people we had beaten up in this pub (most of which were knocked unconscious, strewn all over the place) which somehow seemed to highlight how sexy she was tonight. I was going to have to do something about that skirt she was wearing, anything that covered THAT little skin was certainly not for going out in. For some reason it wasn't me staring at her milky skin that had me worried. Hmph.

She grabbed me in a hug, pressing me into her tiny little ittie bitie cutie wutie widdl- body. At first taken aback, the thought "fuck it" graced my mind moments before I grabbed her back, pulling her close. The beautiful smell of her hair brought attention to the fact that I had started resting my head against hers, and I quickly broke out of the hug. Putting my hand behind my head (a difficult feat with these kickass gloves on) I laughed my way out of the awkward situation.

"We should get going before Cu-…before the bitch and her squad of piggies show up"

She just smiled in assent and started for the door. Did I mention she somehow manages to turn walking into one big twitch? She quite literally had so much energy it was difficult to imagine her ever even sleeping. She must be on crack.

Speaking of cracks there was quite a few on the door she was heading for. We must've broken it when we we-

BOOOOOOOOOMSHACKAFUCKINGLACKA

The door exploded inwards as a very large (and familiar) hammer smashed through it, directly into where Jinx had been standing earlier. That bitch had spider senses. However she wasn't hurt and I had shit to deal with. Focus time.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing Jayce?" The cocky fucker just grinned before spawning an accelegate (copyright pending) in front of himself.

"Did last time not hurt enough for ya?" I was grinning already. I did hate the guy, but beating him to a pulp was fast becoming my favourite hobby, ignoring a certain blue haired minx that is.

"Beating you sure is fine Jawline, your face has just the right ratio of ugly and forehead dick for punching in" I smirked. I was on a roll today.

Why was he laughing in response? Surely even he knew me and Jinx together were going to kick his ass so hard his forehead penis might fall off. I got my answer moments later when a net came shooting out from behind him, catching Jinx in its folds.

"AAAAAAAAAARGHHGH" Jinx screamed in pain, her body writhing in pain.

"What the fuc-" I was interrupted by Jayce slamming his hammer down onto the pavement, the electricity that surged outwards from the point of impact bringing a realisation to me. That was Cait's new electrified net that Jinx was currently whimpering inside of. MOTHERFUCKER!

I was going to rip her head from her fucking shou-

For the second time that night I was interrupted by Jayce's hammer powerslamming, unfortunately this time he had managed to hit me square on the head as I pondered exactly how I was going to dismember Caitlyn. Fucker.

"-tell us exactly where your friends safe house is, we might let you off without torturing you first"

The British accent, the cold indifference and the almost sadistic way she seemed to grin through her speech: that was definitely Caitlyn I was hearing. Who was the bitch talking to though? And why was I in a prison cell?

"Did you know penguins have kneecaps?" Jinx's voice rung out, croaky and pained. WHAT THE FUCK DID THEY DO TO HER.

Through the anger I managed to hear "Hmph" in that British accent. Caitlyn's famed torture room was directly next to the prison cells, probably in an effort to intimidate prisoners in the cells so she wouldn't need to try as hard in said torture room. Jinx seemed to be in there at this very moment. Just the thought made the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. How dare they torture my J-

Focus. Years of living on the streets had taught me to always be calm during the really bad situations. Anger was fine until important people were involved; it was almost funny how quickly that important person had swapped places.

Ok. So Jinx and I were in prison. I was currently in the most secure cell, which was on the other side of the hall of cells from the torture room. Jinx was in the torture room being question by Caitlyn. Fuck- nope. Focus. Breathe.

Jinx was being tortured. Questioned about a safe-house. Fuck. Who the fuck had a safe-house that was friends with Jinx? Did Jinx have any friends besides me? Wait. Me.

It dawned on me with all the force of a wrecking ball. Jinx was being tortured. By Caitlyn. Resisting so that she didn't tell Caitlyn where my secret safe-house was. If I wasn't so angry at Caitlyn I would probably be holding back tears. As I was furious however, instead I was plotting how to get out of this damn cell. Hmm.

My gauntlets were gone. Duh. No punching through those steel bars for me. There were no other guards on duty, so no tricking one into giving me the keys.

Hmmm.

I was busy pondering exactly how much strength I would need to bend said bars when the screaming started. Caitlyn had started hard-core. Fuck. I'd only ever seen her go hard-core in her room once before, and the victim ended up with no fingernails and several teeth missing. An image of Jinx crying as her teeth were pulled out flashed into my mind. Fuck!

Try as I might I couldn't control myself.

There.

Was.

No.

Way.

Jinx.

Was.

Getting.

Tortured.

On.

My.

Fucking.

Watch.

"JIIIIIIIIIIIIIINX" A guttural scream tore out of my throat. HOW FUCKING DARE SHE TOUCH HER! SHE WAS MINE.

In retrospect, I guess rage gives clarity huh?

Yes yes short chapter, but I'll be doing the second half of this from Jinx POV tomoz so dw. It's fine. It's like 3 in the morning and I need sleep :/