OCC__ Ahah, fun! Muzik__ Die, Die My Darling- Metallica

The streets of Los Angeles. Daytime run by pigs and celebrities chased by paparazzi. During the night- the streets were alive with the gang lords, ladies, prostitutes and pimps. The leaders and followers. Shadow and Aura wandered the street, high, intoxicated and not short of a laugh. Neither had wanted to stick to the club, opting to go out instead. He glanced over at her, trying to suppress a laugh as he took the bottle out of her hands, taking a long drink before he he handed it back to her, grinning playfully in his intoxicated state. They turned the corner he slammed into another body and looked up, rubbing his head. "What the..?" he mumbled. Johnny grunted, turning around after he was so suddenly rammed into. "Hey fucker." he snapped, looking at the two. "Oh, look who it is." he looked Aura over, running his tongue over his lip. "Sexxy momma and," he turned his attention to Shadow. "And Mr. Thomas. My my, never thought I'd see you two on the same streets, especially together. Then again, lotsa things happen here. It's why it's LA." he smirked at the two. Shadow rolled his eyes, trying to move Aura around him so they could be on their way. He was in no mood for people like him, his ex's ex. "So I heard about you and Nyx." Johnny continued. "The baby. Man how tragic she'd do that; Never even gave it a chance." He stopped in his tracks, his words freezing like venom in his heart. "What?" he asked, slowly turning around. Johnny grinned darkly, adjusting his jacket as he placed a cigarette in his lips. "She didn't tell you?" he asked innocently. "Tell me what? About the miscarriage? I knew abo.." Johnny shook his head, cutting him off with his hand. "She told you she had a miscarriage?" he looked Shadow over. "Well...she told me she lost the baby." "You poor fucker. She played you. Word on the streets is that she had an abortion. She wanted nothing to do with your stupid ass or your demon spawn she was carrying." He paused as he took a long drag from his cigarette. "Maybe she thought she'd spare your fragile psyche and tell you that it was an accident. But everybody knows otherwise. Surprised she lied to you..." he paused again. "Then again- who cab blame her. Look at you. Guess she didn't give a shit about you." he shrugged with a grin. Shadow listened to everything Johnny said, feeling it eat him like acid, it was eating him. He could feel his blood boil, his anger rage within him and he was shaking. He sighed, nodding his head. "Whatever." he said finally. "You're full of shit." he turned around, storming away from him. "Am I really?" he called, watching him disappear into the shadows. Johnny chuckled to himself, looking from the street to Aura, who was glaring at him. "You are such an ass Rage." She shook her head in disgust. He raised an eyebrow at her. "Just doing the world a favor baby." he winked at her. "The world could do with out you." she spat as she walked away. Shadow ripped open the door to the corvette, jamming the keys into the ignition in frustration. What had started out as a fun night was ruined, frustrating and he wasn't sure what he needed. Out, maybe. Maybe this drive would help clear his mind. What was the truth anymore? Why did she need to lie to him? What should he have expected then? She covered the truth about her history with Bloods Ace, what else could he expect? Everybody was just out to fuck with him. Was it that entertaining to hurt him? He tore down the street, resting his temple against his palm, the other hand gripping the wheel till his knuckles were turning white. The sounds of Metallica filled the car, and his heart began to race. "Die, die my darling, don't utter a single word." A small grin crept up on his lips as he snapped from his angry thoughts, his eyes widening to realized where he was. Kings territory. He sat up straight, looking around. "Die die, die my darling, just shut your pretty eyes. I'll be seeing you in hell." He slowed down as he saw a group of hookers standing on the sidewalk, an idea formulating into his head. He stopped at the red light and looked over at the group. After a small deliberation, a young, brunette woman approached his window, leaning on the frame, almost shoving her tits into his face. "You lookin for a good time, honey?" she raised an eyebrow at him, her lips curled up into a smirk. "Depends on what you think you can give me." he said darkly, looking forward at the street. She giggled and trailed her fingers on his arm. He looked down at her hand, noticing the small crown on the inside of her wrist. "Well it's fifteen hundred a throw. I'll let you do all the things you want to me." His dark grin grew as he adjusted his grip on the steering wheel. "Get in." he growled. She giggled again and stood herself up straight, blowing a kiss to the rest of the girls as she ran around the front, getting in the passenger side. Once she had herself situated he slammed his foot down on the gas peddle. She looked over at him, grinning. "What's your name stranger?" she asked, rolling down the window to flick her ashes. He didn't answer her, keeping his eyes locked on the road. His mind was flashing with memories and a blinding rage, and he shook his head, trying to shake them off. "Whats the matter? I'm not gonna tell anybody." she rested her hand on his thigh. He smacked it away and she withdrew, looking at him confused. "So what, you one of those motherfuckers who just wants to fuck? Can't even spare a conversation." He slammed on the breaks and looked over at her. "Get out." he growled, killing the engine. She looked at him warily and opened the door, unsure of where they were. He walked around and grabbed her arm, shoving her toward an alley. "You sure got an unusual fuck spot. Hope you brought protection." She turned around and looked at him as he stared darkly at her. "Who said I wanted to fuck you?" he walked closer to her and she backed away slowly. "What the fuck is your problem buddy?" His grin widened as he grabbed her, slamming her against the side of a building, his hand wrapping around her throat. She thrashed, screaming at the top of her lungs, his hand clamping down on her mouth. "Shh..." he soothed, brushing some hair out of her face. "Just shut your pretty eyes..." He could see a tear sliding down her cheek and he chuckled. She thrashed again, scratching at his arms, breaking the flesh, kicking his shin as hard as she could. He bit the inside of his cheek, shaking his head as he slammed her against the wall with all his force, rattling her brains. "Stupid bitch. All you fucking Kings are the same. Out to make everybody's life miserable, huh? You just wanna fuck with everybody, don't you?" His grip on her throat tightened, his heart pounding. He moved his hand from her mouth and she spit at him. "Fuck you." she spat. "But then you'd have to pay me." he chuckled, slipping his hand into his pocket. "But I'll let you have this one for free." he jammed the blade into her stomach, backhanding her. "Fuck you, bitch." he growled back, repeating the stabbing, unleashing his fury on her body, letting the blood splatter where it would, her screams fading until she went limp. He threw her body down, shaking with anger as he looked at her drowning in her blood. The ride back was as unsettling as it was to begin with, only this time with some vengeance on the Kings. If they wanted to send people to fuck with him, he would return the favor. They would get blood for trying to get to him. He pulled up behind Carnival of Sins, popping the trunk. He was aware that she had eyes and ears everywhere and somebody was bound to find the body. He yanked the hooker out of the trunk, throwing her body down by the door, dropping a dollar. "Thanks for the fun bitch. Next time, tell Ryder and her goons not to fuck with me." he kicked the body over, getting back into his car, looking at the body before taking off. He felt a little better, taking out some vengeance on the group who she came from- the fuckers who started this- and they had Johnny Rage to thank for it. If they wanted blood, they got it.