Part 3 - Brothers

As the sun continued to exit, the city lit up like it was known for. Back across the city Spike and the boys were carrying a huge order of food from a nearby take out diner. They climbed the stairs of the rotting apartment complex. When they reached Spike's room, he began to kick the door as a means of knocking. When there was no response he figured something was amiss. He hoped his mom was just passed out again. He stacked his order of food onto what Quake was already holding and began reaching in his pocket for his key. He opened the door and burst in shouting "I'm back baby!"

The room was dark, Spike fiddled around and turned the lights on. As Crimson and Quake placed all the food on a nearby counter, Spike continued to scout the area. Nobody was home, not his sister, nor his Mother. He started to grow worried. He knew nobody was around but he called out to his Mom and Rayna just be certain. His call remained unanswered.

Crimson: Nobody home?

Quake: Maybe they went out.. and my good gesture... goes to waste. Sheez. haha

Spike: ..No.. something's not right here.. It's way too late.. for Mom to be out..

Quake: She's a big girl Spike, she can do whatever.

Spike: I mean she never goes out this late. She's never gone out at night.. for a long time...

Crimson: And Rayna?

Spike: ... She's been known to stay out but.... hey Crimson loan me your phone for a sec.

Crimson: Who you callin? -He tosses the phone to Spike-

Spike: -He punches in the numbers and waits for his call to go through- .... Lumina..

Quake: The old crone!?

Crimson: The hell!?

Spike: ...What!? .....I'll be there in ten!... Bye.. -He hangs up the phone and tosses it back at Crimson-

Crimson: .... Spike? Are they okay?

Spike: I'm going to the hospital.

Quake: The fuck happened?

Crimson: We'll go with you.

Spike: Whatever just hurry up!

Spike quickly turns off all the lights he just flickered on and the three boys ran out the door. Spike slammed the door shut and began to run down the stairs. The three continued to trek across the city as they been doing all night. When the three reached the hospital Spike quickly approached the front desk demanding the number for his sister's room. The boys eventually found the room and Spike, Crimson, and Quake walked in. There they could see Rayna in a bed attached to some tubes, and her arm in a sling. Reanne, Lumina, and even Jay are already in the room. Reanne sees her son enter the room and she quickly grabs him tightly and hugs him.

Reanne: Spike... What the hell? Who would do this to her?

Spike: .. I Don't know. Is she alright?

Lumina: She'll live.. She's a tough one.

Spike: You! Where were you when this happened!?

Lumina: I was still at your place hanging out with your mom. I got the memo the same time as Reanne.

Reanne: Spike.. Why the hell are you yelling at Lumina?

Spike:.... It's.. no reason..

Crimson: So how bad was it?

Reanne: Her ribs are all broken.. and so is her right arm, and the doctor said she was covered in a whole bunch of that whirlwind shit.

Quake: Whirlwind? That fucked up P.C.P. shit that Quicksilver sells.

Crimson: Looks like we know who did it..

Spike: Quicksilver! That piece of shit!

Reanne: Spike.. calm down

Spike: Calm down? That guy is going to die, tonight!

Quake: Whoa whoa! Okay dude listen to your Mom! You are getting waaaaay too pissed.

Crimson: I don't blame you.

Quake: Crimson!

Crimson: Quicksilver is the scum of scum. His existence toils the suffering of this city. Whether he's hooking poor saps to drugs, killing random guys who were in the wrong place at the wrong time. Kidnapping children from families and molding them into perfect fighting machines. He should die. He nearly killed Rayna. You think Spike's gonna' take this sitting down. Quicksilver is a bastard! I bet the only reason he let Rayna live was so he could use her as an example for everyone else, as to what happens when you don't want to supply his greed. If I was in your shoes Spike, I'd drive my fist right through his chest and rip his lungs out.

Quake:... Great I got my two best friends pretty much admitting a murder before it happens. Come on man! Crimson you're just pissing him off more.

Reanne: Spike... don't be stupid..

Jay: Yeah man, just stay with your Mom and sister tonight.

Spike: Ardie.. What the hell are you doing here?

Reanne: Spike! Jay here pretty much saved Rayna. He found her and made the call.

Lumina: You can tell he's not from here. Most people pretty much over look dying bodies here. Haha.

Everyone: ....

Lumina: Too morbid? Too soon?... Too real?

Spike: Jay.. Thank you, for bringing her in. I owe you!

Jay: Bah.. no I mean.. come on guy.. heheh..

Spike:.... So she's gonna be okay.

Quake: That's the important thing dude! Rayna will be back on her feet in a few weeks. Broken bones are the worst!

Reanne: Quake is right Spike. We should just go home tonight. We'll let Rayna sleep it off till tomorrow.

Spike:... Yeah..

When the nurses arrived to kick everyone out for the end of visiting hours, the party left Rayna's room and headed down to the exit of the hospital. As they gathered by a nearby bus stop Lumina began walking off from the rest of the group saying she wasn't going far. She hugged Reanne and left her with all the boys.

The first bus arrived nearly fifteen minutes later and all five of them got on. Sitting around in the bus Spike started to ask the others about what they were doing for the rest of the evening,

Jay: Well, I'm goin' home. My Mom is probably worried like crazy. She might even call me again before I reach home.

Reanne: ..I'd imagine she would be. Thank you again for helping us out.

Jay: Hey it's no problem. Spike and Rayna were the first friends I made here. I mean.. I don't know if we're actually friends.. acquaintances.. heh.

Spike: We're friends dude..

Reanne: -She smiles-

Spike: What about you guys?

Quake: I have to get back to my place.. My sister's at home by herself.

Crimson: Indeed.. Stephanie shouldn't be left alone. Especially with all these bad vibes going around tonight.

Quake: Who knew man? I mean today started out so good...

Spike:... (Speak for yourself.. this day's been jacked from the get go.. and It's not over for me yet..) Crimson.. do you want to crash at our place tonight?

Crimson: What's the occasion?

Spike: Extra security I guess.. What if Quicksilver sends a squad out?

Crimson: It's not really his style... but okay, If that's cool with you Auntie.

Reanne: Yeah whatever.. having you both around would be pretty safe.

Spike: Thanks.

Crimson: Yeah..

Quake: Well... here's my stop! I'll see you dudes tomorrow. I'm gonna' need extra sleep and I'm gonna' eat sooo much food.

Crimson: Fattening up for G.S.F. huh?

Quake: You know it! I'll even dedicate my win to Rayna. Hah!

As Quake hopped off the bus and headed to his building, the rest of the party continued onward on the bus. Eventually Jay reached his home and further down the Fierce family plus one Crimson reached their apartment. When they entered the room they hit the lights on, and started unwrapping all the now cold take out that Quake had bought. The three ate their dinner to their content. Spike ate his plate and anyone's leftovers. He then noticed the plate that was meant for his sister. He stared at it intently. Crimson noticed an intense flare in his eyes as he continued to virtually glare a hole through the food.

Crimson:...You might as well eat it dude..

Spike:.. Wha? Yeah.. yeah I know.. I think I'll need it.

Crimson: Still trying to catch up to Quake's bulk?

Spike: Tch.. What of it. Hahaha.

Crimson: Heh..

As the hours passed it was eventually passed midnight. Reanne eventually passed out on the couch with the t.v. intently watching over her. Spike was reluctantly sleeping on Rayna's bed, as he had loaned his out to Crimson. The hours crept up and at around two thirty in the morning, Crimson had gotten out of bed. He slowly walked over to the bathroom, guided by the light of the still going television. When he shut the door to the bathroom the sound echoed right into Rayna's room and Spike's eye opened up like a signal struck his brain stem. Spike then rolled out of bed still in his street clothes and shoes still on. He quickly slipped through the Rayna's door, then out onto the balcony of his apartment. He hopped over the railing and slid down the fire escape ladder to the next balcony and repeated the process until hit the ground. Spike quickly started running down the block out of sight from his building. He turned a corner and then began walking and catching his breath. He continued to stroll down the still lit up night life of New York. He pulled out a cigarette and sparked it up. He then put his hands in his pockets and kept his vision straight ahead.

Back at the apartment Crimson walked back out of the bathroom. He walked over to the t.v. and turned it off. He then went back to the bed he was using. Before he crawled back in he walked over to the closed door of Rayna's room. He turned the knob and opened it up, glancing over he could see a huge hump under the blanket. He swore he heard something while he was in the bathroom. He thought of going closer but felt maybe he was over thinking the whole situation. He quietly shut the door and continued his sleep on Spike's bed.

Spike had eventually reached a district of warehouses. He walked up to one with a giant red "Z" spray painted on it. He approached the massive doors and knocked on it three times then paused and knocked three more times. He heard a voice shout "Just come in!"

Spike opened the door and walked in, He saw Z sitting on a couch with his back turned meddling with something on his coffee table. Z was a mildly tall slender built man, he was wearing an expensive looking suit and was easily recognized by his ridiculous flamboyant blonde ponytail that stretched passed his bottom. As Spike's foot steps were heard coming towards him Z asked. "What do you want Crimson?"

Spike: Wrong guy... Sorry!

Z: -He turns his head- Spike!? What the hell are you doing here at this hour? You doing some late night work?

Spike: Not yet, I was hoping you could help me with that?

Z:... What did you have in mind?

Spike: Where does Quicksilver hang out at these hours?

Z: You understand... why I'm already gonna' refuse.

Spike: Why's that?

Z: The last thing I need is you fucking with Quicksilver okay.

Spike: Well he nearly killed Rayna! She's in the god damned hospital thanks to that fucker and whatever pack of shit goons he had with him!

Z:...What? That bastard..... Rayna.. she's okay though?

Spike: He broke her arm and all her ribs.. along with other cuts and bruises, you understand.. I'm a very pissed off brother right now.

Z: ... I could only imagine.. I can't believe he would stoop so low.

Spike: You sound as if you saw this as some kind of possible outcome..

Z: My guess is he wanted her gone as an insurance policy for the G.S.F.. Rayna was undefeated and no doubt that's who was going in Lumina's bracket. So he went and snuffed her out. I'd best keep an eye on you guys too.

Spike: What do you mean? Aren't you entering Quake?

Z: I've entered all three of you.

Spike: What? How?

Z: I pulled a lot of strings.. called in some favors.. and paid a lot of money. I Reserved three brackets for Team Z. So You, Crimson, and Quake are all going for it. My underground bets are all riding on you guys. I put so much on you guys. If you win I'm granting you one hundred percent of the million. My winnings are way more on their own. Of course.. that's if you win.. Should all three of you lose... I will be nearly ran into the ground.

?: Talk about a gambling problem..

Z: Hmm G.F....

GF: Yeah.. so what's the low down Spike?

G.F. was Team Z's resident hacker. He handled most of the insights on the fights as well getting all the dirt on any and all fighters who ever enter the S.F.U. or any underground arena in the state. He could be described as a scrawny whimpy looking half breed white and latin mixture. He had messy black hair and glasses on. Dressed in baggy clothes that look like they been through war. He walked over to his computer and started to clack away on his keyboard.

Spike: Quicksilver tried to kill Rayna..

GF: What? Is she okay?

Spike: She's recovering.. I heard you edited a porno for her...

GF: Wha? Hey now.. you're not pissed or anything are you? I mean come on man.. she paid me to do it.

Spike: With what? Free porn?

GF: That! And a hundred bucks.

Spike: You cheap ass money grubbing mother- -He starts approaching him-

GF: Whoa! Wha!? Hey man come on! I only charged that much cause I knew she had a bunch of money.. Wait!! I didn't mean it like that!

Spike: -He raises his fist-

GF: Quicksilver and his guys hang at "Club Shockwave"!

Spike: -He stops- .. Heh! Thanks.. -He starts to walk out the door-

Z: GF! You friggin' worm! Spike! Don't you fuckin' do it! I already entered you for tomorrow dammit! You're gonna end up dead!

Spike: Let the other two win your millions!

Z: This ain't about the money you piece of shit! I will kick your ass right now! Get back here!

Spike: Later Z! -He slams the door-

Z: Rrrrr... G.F.! What the fuck!?

GF:...He was gonna' hit me...

Z: Go back to playing your Galaga shit god dammit!

GF: Psh.. For your information, I'm playing Raiden... Galaga's soooo 1981..

Spike continued to traverse the city he headed through the industrial night life of the city. People he passed by looking more twisted by the minute. He finally reached Club Shockwave and approached the bouncer outside the entrance. He stared him down for a few seconds and the big man budged and asked "Who the fuck are you?"

Without even hesitating Spike replied, "I'm one of Quicksilver's dudes.."

"Bullshit!" The bouncer retorted.

Spike then cocked his fist back and was aiming to punch the bouncer right in his jaw. Before he could even throw his punch, the doors burst open knocking the bouncer right onto Spike smashing him into the ground. He then felt a strong foot step push off the bouncer smashing him under the big man even more. Then following that press a whole stampede of foot steps ran over the bouncer crushing the poor man. Spike glanced out and saw the very same red haired woman from earlier once again running from a platoon of gangsters. He quickly rolled the dead weight corpse off of him and started sprinting after them. His mind totally off his Quicksilver mission he now wanted to chase this girl. The girl and her chasers turned the corner. Spike then heard gun shots being fired. He stopped on a dime and froze up. His mind now filled with an intense mixture of fear and rage. Whenever Spike saw or heard a gun he entered a state of blind fury, reminded constantly of his dad being gunned down. The gunshots continued shooting in his brain. He took a deep breath and for once calmed his mind. He began thinking as fast as he could about an actual plan of attack. Spike looked around his perimeter and his thief skills from his younger days began kicking in. He climbed up a street light and hopped onto a nearby building window. He then dropped down to a narrow ridge of the massive hotel like building and started running on it like a trapeze artist. He turns the corner of the building now following the band of thugs from high atop the building. Spike reached the end of the ridge and jumped across the alley landing atop the next building's fire escape ladder. He pulled himself atop that room's balcony and hopped off the railing onto another street light. He then sat atop the lamp scanning the flustered thugs as they seem to have stopped running.

The one seeming to lead the pack, was wearing sun glasses in broad darkness. He waved his gun around and started threatening the said girl, who was nowhere in sight. Analyzing the situation it seemed as though she was currently hiding somewhere in the shadows of this street. Whether it was behind someone's car, a dumpster, or near an out street light. The thug shot some more shots into the air. Spike began to wonder if up high was the best idea. There were seven opponents, all seemingly armed with a gun and most likely a knife. It now seemed moot because he wasn't even sure if the girl was around to witness his awesome rescue that he had thoroughly planned out. Spike waited atop the street lamp and as soon as the closest thug turned his back he took it as the signal.

Spike leaped off the lamp and landed right on the the first assailant, his feet driven right into his back and crashing into the ground knocking him out instantly, maybe even killing him. Spike rolled across the asphalt to the nearest thug who was still in shock over what happened. The thug pulled out a gun and Spike quickly grabbed his wrist and snapped it, then yanked the gun away. The thug cried in pain and at that moment the other men pulled out their pistols and aimed it right in the direction of the yell. Spike sprang up from the ground and threw a knife he had just picked from the broken handed thug's pocket. It flew across the air and pierced one of the thugs right in his knee. The man fell over crying in pain and the rest of the thugs opened fire. Spike kicked his second victim right at them causing him to be pumped full of dead as he quickly rolled behind a nearby car. They began shooting the the car. Sparks flew everywhere and Spike could feel the terrorizing vibration on the car he leaned against as each bullet shattered a window, flattened a tire, or just put holes in the metallic armor. Spike sat and counted the number of shots while listening for footsteps that might approach him for a close up kill. The shooting stopped for a moment he heard the men reloading their guns. At that moment Spike began unloading the the gun he had in his possession. He pulled out the clip and held it tight in his right hand. When he heard the thugs click their weapons, he whipped the clip straight into another car. Just as he had hoped the noise startled the men and they began shooting in the direction of the clip and destroying yet another person's car. Spike crawled to the back of the car he hid behind the shards of glass cut his hand as he moved, shards ruffled through his pants scraping his knees. As Spike reached his feet he sprinted towards the distracted thugs first whipping the empty pistol straight into the back of one of their heads. The man's eyes rolled into the back of his head and he collapsed. Spike then already near the three gunmen grabbed one of them and shoved him straight into the destroyed car. The next guy turned pointing the gun straight into Spike's face. Spike ducked under a shot, the bullet ran through his hair, Spike narrowly escaped death and grabbed the man's arm about to break it, when his miscalculation cost him. The final assailant wearing his shades had his gun right in Spike's face before he could finish the disarming his current victim. The thug boss not even wasting his time with an evil speech growled angrily and was about to pull the trigger. Spike's life slowed down and while it looked slow motion he froze up as he could see his finger pressing the trigger. Spike was staring down the barrel of a twenty two and his life began to flash before his own eyes. The only thing he could hear was a pounding pulse and the mechanics of the gun as the trigger moved closer to the point of ignition. The gun fired off loudly as the now lone firearm in the fight.

Spike felt nothing his eyes tightly shut, he then opened them slowly, what he saw not only relieved him but surprised the living soul right from his heart. The red haired woman who they were chasing had the man's hand pointing the gun into the ground. Spike looked down and saw a smoldering piece of concrete right by his right foot. The girl pried the gun from his hand by snapping his wrist with her left hand, then followed it up by palming his face with her right and slamming him right into the sidewalk. Spike then still holding the other guy finished snapping his arm and spin kicked him into dream land. Spike then fell straight to the ground gasping for air and coughing as if he was choking on his own raw nerves.

The girl walked closer to Spike and offered her hand. Not really paying attention he just sort of grabbed her hand tightly. She smiled and pulled him right back up to his feet. Spike was surprised the red haired beauty was actually quite strong. She looked at him for a moment as it seemed he was still recovering from shock.

Girl: Thank you.

Spike: *He huffs and puffs* Yeah.. yeah ...you're welcome.. Who are you? And why are guys always chasing you huh? I mean.. No means no right?

Girl: Hahaha... Kinda' classified stuff my dear.

Spike: Even your name?

Girl: Especially my name.

Spike: Come on man! I just nearly died for a chance to know you. I think.. you might be important to me.

Girl: Say what?

Spike: It's kind of cliche. I don't mean this as a pick up line, but I think your the girl of my dreams.

Girl: ...Hmmm... I think.. I know what you're getting at. Listen kid.. uhh boy?

Spike: The name's Spike Fierce.

Girl: Spike.. Thank you so much, for coming to my rescue. You're a true knight in shining.. rag clothes but I'm afraid I can't tell you anything. Not right now anyway.

Spike: You mean.. I'll see you again?

Girl: Hmmm... I promise... I'll try to make an effort to see you again. I have your name so you should be easy to find.

Spike: Are you some kind of mercenary or something?

Girl: Shhhh... No more Q's for me.

Spike: But..

Girl: Thanks again okay. You've pulled me out of the fire twice in one twenty four hour period. Oh and I'm sorry for crashing into you earlier, so here -She moves closer and kisses him on the cheek-

Spike: ..A peck on the cheek for a rescue.. how late 80's early 90's..

Girl: Were you expecting maybe a hand job? -She flicks his forehead-

Spike: Ow.. (Wait.. that didn't hurt.. am I gettin' bubbly? oh god...)

Girl: Heh.. Seeya' round. -She begins walking off- Oh.. and watch out for that knife in the knee guy.. he's going for his gun.

Spike: Say what? -He glances over-

Thug: Uhh... heh..

Spike: Slide it over... or I'll punt you.

Thug: Uhhh ohh.. -He slides his gun over to Spike-

Spike: Good boy.. (Wow it's almost five in the morning. I've got so caught up with that girl that I forgot about beating down the Quicksilver crew.. and I still almost died... Z was right.. I most likely would have been killed if I actually went and attacked his shit head on. I need an actual plan of attack. Maybe... If I actually go to G.S.F... since he's the host... I'll be closer to him.. without him knowing any of my intentions.. I guess that will do for now, I'll just wing it when I get there.)

Spike then began walking home. He went down the sidewalks for about a whole hour, lost in thought. His mind was going crazy with a mixture of so many different things. He wondered if his sister was okay. Wondered if Crimson was awake yet and pissed off not to mention his Mom. Would Z still be willing to have him on Team Z after the huge show of defiance last night. Pondering on how close he came to taking a bullet through the brain. The plans for going on a covert hit on Quicksilver through the Great Street Fight tournament. The amazing body of his now developing nameless red haired crush. He was so caught in thought he paid no attention to the streets and ended up bumping into a massive man wearing a chunky headband with hair spiking right out and one of the nastiest unibrows to grace a face.

Spike: Oh shit dude.. Hey I'm sorry man.

Leader: Ahhh.. Spike muthafuckin' Fierce..

Spike: I think you have me confused with my sister.. Rayna Mother-Fucking Fierce...

Leader: The hell I do! You crossed my path and you know-

Spike: There's a toll to pass, yeah yeah, dude how many years have I been kicking the shit out of the "Insensitive Muggers"?

Leader: Today's different asshole! You're alone and by the raccoon eyes you got there it seems you been out alllll night! While me and the boys have a good nights sleep, a glass of milk, and a lotta' lumps we owe you!

Spike: Psh! Bitch please, I could kick all your asses in my sleep.

Leader: That's it!! Spike pay with cash or bruises!! -He raises his fist up and goes for a punch-

Spike: Sure, I'll pay you in bruises asswipe! -He readies himself for a counter attack-

Before the leader can even throw his punch he feels a hand grab the back of his head and viciously ram him into the brick building knocking his lights right out. As he falls to the ground, a very seething Crimson is revealed behind him.

Spike: .. Crimson! Hey.. buddy. Good morning..

Crimson: Spike.. are you okay?

Spike: Heh.. yeah man.

Crimson: ...Good, that's the important thing ya know? -He throws a wicked fast right punch straight into Spike's face sending him right to the ground-

Spike: Gah! -He wipes his face- Okay.. I take it.. you're pissed..

Crimson: Oh... I'm pissed. Get up!! I'm going to kick the living shit out of you!

Spike: You see dude, if you went and did that.. I wouldn't be all that okay anymore..

Crimson: Yeah.. funny story.. Mama said... knock you out!

Spike: Ohohoho.. So Mom's pissed too. -He puts up his fists- You ain't ever knocking me out Crimson! So go ahead.. and give it a fuckin try bitch!

The Insensitive Muggers grab their knocked out leader and start to just slip out of sight as they refuse to be caught in the cross fire of Spike and Crimson. Other early bird on lookers actually pause and notice the potential throw down. Adults and young teens out in the early hours gathering from a distance. Some getting out camera phones hoping to record the battle.

Crimson: I can't believe you pulled that shit.. On me!! You wanna' die that badly!? You want your Mother to lose both her kids in one fucking day!?

Spike: Shut up!! I wasn't thinking straight okay!

Crimson: You're still getting lumps bitch!

Crimson then attacked spike with a fast right hand. Spike parried the attack with his left knocking it away. Crimson attacked with his other hand, Spike again countered the strike swatting it away, then thrust kicked Crimson right in the gut. Crimson rolled across the ground reaching his feet. Spike threw a haymaker right at him, Crimson grabbed his arm and twisted it slamming Spike right into a wall then following it up with vicious elbows right to his face. Spike ate about three elbows, then literally ate one more countering by biting his fourth attack. "Gah!" Crimson pulled away from him.

Spike then jetted right off the wall he was pressed against and speared Crimson right into someone's parked car. He then punched Crimson right in the face once, then twice. Crimson viciously countered with a headbutt, hat to head impact. Spike accepted the challenge and retorted with his own headbutt. The violent shock of impact shot through Crimson's brain and right down his spine. Spike pulled back for another one and Crimson slipped under his arms, Spike then rammed his head right into the car. He cursed out in pain and shook it off.

When Spike regained his composure he looked over and his chin met with a vicious kick from Crimson's right heel. Spike was sent stumbling backwards and Crimson ran full sprint and went for a flying knee to finish him off. Spike saw his patented finale coming and caught Crimson in mid-air catching his knee with his left hand and grasping his throat with his right, he then choke slammed him straight into the concrete. Crimson yelled out in complete agony and Spike then mounted him. Spike lifted his fist up high and brought it down with sheer force. Crimson still recovering covered up and the next thing he felt was Spike's whole body collapsing on him.

Crimson opened his eyes and moved his arms. Spike was lying motionless on him. He quickly shoved him off and rolled to his feet. "What the hell?.. Hey!.. Spike?" He examined him and rolled him over. He was still breathing normally. He saw the enormous rings around his eyes. Crimson's deduction left him in awe.

Crimson:... You're asleep? You arrogant prick... I've never seen Spike Fierce get K.O.'d before.. ever. Of course the one who could do it.. was yourself. -He grabs the unconscious Spike and drags him over to a nearby bench. He lies him down on it, and sits on the sidewalk by him- ....(Heh... he had me. The ground and pound is one of your game enders. You had mine well scouted. You let yourself fall asleep cause you felt like you won. You fuckin' dick.) .... So Spike.. I guess since you're asleep and all. I can get all bro to bro with you.... It really pissed me off.. You goin' off like that. Making me the guy who was gonna have to watch over them if you died. Such selfish bullshit you know. I guess.. I'm not so much pissed that you did it... I'm more pissed that you didn't take me with you. We're like brothers, you and I.. Growing up.. I had nothing You, Rayna, Mom... might as well call her that right. Hahaha.... If you fly yourself into danger like that.. I'm supposed to be there you know.. Brothers till the end. As your friend... and a man with no family.. I will take your place anytime that you have to die. That's how much you three mean to me. To be at a state where... I could have lost you both in one day. I could never live that down... -He glances over to the sleeping Spike- .... Good talk dude... -He pulls out his phone and makes a call- ... Yo... Yeah...Yeah... Well listen I got Spike out here.... He's alive.... Anyway I was wondering... Okay.... Hey thanks Z.... Okay...Later.... -He hangs up- Well! Get your rest Spike, we got one hell of a night ahead of us tonight.

Crimson was unaware of how mildly he just put that statement. For this upcoming evening harbored the destructive Great Street Fight Tournament.