After the confrontation with the one he knew as Trick, Black Jack scuttled up a rooftop. From this spot he could see the chaos in the distance. The destroyed building, the frenzied citizens among the cops and EMTs, and then there was her, Trick. She was a pretty, young thing, he had never seen anything like her before, well except for Six. Six was a beauty too. But this girl, with her long, raven black hair and piercing amber eyes, she was something to behold. Too bad he had to kill her. "Ah well, shit happens." While watching the girl help the victims of his destruction, he knew he had to get to his safe house so he could patch himself up, he wasn't about to let himself bleed to death. No freaking way. 

After stripping out of his leather jumpsuit and standing there in his boxers for a moment he grinned and threw on the clothes he had hidden on the rooftop in a rainbow dufflebag. So very unnoticeable. "I'm not gay... not that there is anything wrong with being gay.... I JUST LIKE RAINBOWS OKAY?" He shouted out over the sirens and such. "Ahh, good to get out of that sexy leather getup. Though it makes my glutes look fantastic." The young man could feel blood seeping through his shirt and groaned. "UGHHH." He groaned and clutched his dufflebag close to him as he jumped and rolled onto the ground. "Haha! I'm okay really, my head broke my fall." Jack said to no one as he lay on the ground for a moment, with his dufflebag on his chest. 

Getting to his feet, Jack trudged home, leaving drops of blood behind him, somewhere along the line the wound stopped bleeding, but it wasn't going to heal itself, he had to take care of it before it began to gush blood again. He spoke in his deep, joking voice as he arrived at his safehouse, "this just in. Local criminal leaves blood trail straight to his home where authorities have apprehended him. FUUUUUUCK." His vision had already been blurry but now it was even worse, how he had found his way home in the dark with blurred vision was anyone's guess. "HONEY, I'M HOME." Jack burst through the door and tripped over a pile of dirty socks in front of the door. "ASSHOLE." 

"Baaaaaa" From one of the bedroom of the small one story house came an average sized, ginger-looking goat who came over and chewed on Jack's hair. 

"Yes, yes, I love you too Baaaaab." He lay there and closed his eyes for a moment. "just don't tear out my hair okay? It's already white, I don't need to have bald spots like an old guy." Jack shooed Bob away and stood up to walk into his room. The place was a mess. Clothes all over the floor, old pizza boxes and soda cans, plenty of thing for Bob to chew on and eat. Jack got to work cleaning and stitching his wounds, after which he passed out in his clothes, boots and all. 

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In the morning, Jack woke up only a bit achey. He was used to getting thrown around and things of that nature. However the getting stabbed part was unexpected and hurt like a bitch the next day. "UGHHH" Jack rolled out of bed and onto the floor on top of Bob who made a frightened sound and scurried away from underneath his roommate. "You could give me some more loving for not paying rent you know!" He stood and slowly, very slowly, got dressed in another outfit, this one just barely clean enough to wear. After that was finished he made some coffee in a dirty coffee pot and drank it on the floor. "Yawwwwwn, what is this? a Soap Opera? BORED!!" Then he remembered, there was a movie showing down at the bookstore that he wanted to go see, a movie he loved dearly, a movie that described his own life. Only his life was real, real torture, real pain, not that fake hollywood stuff. In any case, he had to go see it. "EY baby, gotta go!" He ran out the front door with coffee in hand. 

Jack arrived at the book store when everyone was filing in. He dumped his empty coffee mug into the nearest trash can and entered after everyone else. They all sat down and he was left to stand after all the seats were filled up with fanboys. Shrugging he stood up behind them as the lights were dimmed and the movie turned on. As the introduction movie ads played he looked around the bookstore he had only been in a few times. That's when he saw her. The most beautiful woman he had ever laid eyes on, /that day/. She would be his next conquest. Er no, that's was wrong. He loved women, he didn't see them as objects, he just liked to do it with them was all. "Crap." He looked away, almost blushing.