I arrived in New York, New York on March 5, 1986 in order to warn Connor MacLeod of a dark immortal that was on his way to kill him. His name was the Kurgan and I had followed him all the way to New York. I hoped Connor would want to listen to me after what happened last time I had meddled in his affairs. I got on my bike and drove straight to the police station where I walked up to the front desk and smiled at the man.
"What can I do for you?"
"I need to see a person you are holding named Russell Nash," I said and he nodded, pointing to a room. I nodded and slapped the desk lightly and Connor was already staring at me.
"I think you went down there for a b.j and he didn't-" I laughed and everyone turned to me. I looked at them all and smiled.
"Nash... nah we had sex too many times for him to even think about being gay." Everyone stared at me with stunned silence and Connor hit his head on the table with utter shame. I put my hand out as if I were giving to a child and Connor looked back up at me.
"Am I done here?" Connor asked and one of the cops began to laugh.
"Yeah, for now. Call me later, sex machine," the cop said and I laughed as Connor left the room and looked out at him.
"Why, cause you're still a virgin?" I asked and the other cop began to laugh at the man. I waved goodbye, kicking my leg up behind me as I skipped over to Connor, where he ignored me completely until we got outside at least.
"What the Hell was that?" he asked and I smiled, shrugging my shoulders.
"What, I had to clear you... maybe not like that, but I did do something." He stopped walking and looked at me so I did the same.
"Why are you in New York? You said you hated it here."
"Yeah, but why I am here is kind of important. I am here to warn you about... about the Kurgan. He is here in New York, looking for you," I said and he sighed and nodded.
"How do you know?" he asked, knowing I had done something to get that information. I put my hands behind my back and shrugged my shoulders and tried to hide in the truth. His face dropped to a death stare again, so I sighed and put my hands up as if I were the one getting arrested.
"Ok... so I kind of... followed him here from Hong Kong -but... if it weren't for me then he would have killed a lot more people. I stopped him from killing a-" he gripped my wrist and I stopped talking and sighed, knowing this would happen.
"WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT! Now we are both in danger because of you." I threw his hand off of me and I scoffed.
"BOTH, I am not the one that joined a stupid clan and picked a fight with this huge ass, 7,0 tall monster." Connor and I just stared at each other and I sighed, feeling bad suddenly.
"Look, I'm sorry. The only reason I did this was to protect you and... and I just seem to get in the way every goddamn time. Sorry I called the clan MacLeod stupid, I didn't mean it." He calmed down a little bit and just shook his head.
"I don't need your protection," he said and walked off. I would never be good enough for Connor MacLeod. I stomped my way back to my bike where I wanted to cry. I had always tried to help Connor out, but it never seemed to come out the way I had it planned it in my head. Someone either died or it was just a stupid idea that he hated and I got in the way. I got back on my bike and drove to the Hotel that the Kurgan was staying at and I got off my bike and felt him. It was so strong you could just feel that he was evil. I pretended I was a human once I got inside and saw him. He looked around, trying to find an accurate person to fit the feeling of me, but turned back to the front desk person and got his key. I had blonde hair at the time and my normal green eyes. I was wearing ear buds and was listening to music to drown out the catcalling males in the background. He went into his Hotel room and I breathed a sigh of relief before getting my key. I went into my room where I put a security camera up for documentation in case I went missing. I looked back down at my baggage and I heard The Kurgan leave his room, stopping at my door and standing there. I got a little terrified and stayed as quiet as I could and he eventually passed by and left the Hotel. I laid on the bed and this was already not how I wanted it to go. I put on my trench coat, which was leather, along with the rest of my outfit and left the Hotel, noticing that the Kurgan was in his car, watching my every move. I began to dance around to mess with him and got my id, but forgot my money on purpose. I went into the convenience store across the street and got two bottles of wine and a pack of cigarettes.
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