Lap 39: F%#$ YOU!!!

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Y/N POV

I think, of all people for my emotional support in this fight. 

Jinx... was not the ideal choice. 

*BRRRRR! POP POP! CRACKLE!* 

That's a M2... Kayn?!

Kayn pulls up next to my car as the rest of the guys pile out of the SUV. 

I get a call from Caitlyn as Jinx and Kayn talk it out. 

Jinx: Hey Kayn!

Kayn: What's up psycho?

Jinx: Oh, and I'm the psycho?! Okay house burner...

Caitlyn: So... turns out the only company that owns black Land Rovers on our records is Defense of Tomorrow, or DT, Jayce's security company, but it went bankrupt when the trial got leaked. 

I see Jayce come out from his goons. 

Y/N: Yep... figures, I see Jayce right now...

Caitlyn: Need the squad? 

Y/N: We're in Zaun...

Caitlyn: Got ya, forget this call ever happened, kay?

Y/N: Yeah...

I put my phone away, staring him down. 

Jinx: I'm gonna make it easier on us. 

Kayn: You made it easier by having me, girly. 

Kayn's eye flashes, and a scythe comes out from his sleeve like a magic trick. 

A businessman using a ghostly scythe, sick.

Jinx comes back from her trunk, holding a minigun with bunny ears on it. 

Y/N: New?

Jinx: Kinda... 

So, we got a fireteam, full of a bunch of nameless guys and the bitch that's been a thorn in my side for all eternity. 

He just hunted me down across town, which has me convinced he won't leave me alone. 

Jayce: It's about time we met!

Y/N: I know who you are! And I've fully accepted fate, the girls are yours! 

Jayce: Oh, I know that! I came for everything else, Y/N. My security company, my reputation, good thing the music business doesn't give a dick about my rep, that's how I was able to steal your precious girlfriends...

Y/N: They aren't my girlfriends anymore! Now come on, let's dance! 

Jinx: And by dance...

Kayn: Let's try to kill each other!

Jinx has a patch of guys.

*BRRRRRR!*

Never mind. 

Jinx tosses the minigun away in favor of her bat. 

Jinx: Easy mode, can't have that. 

Kayn: COME HERE!!!

*SHING!* 

He whips his scythe across the street, stabbing two people, and holding his hand out for it to come back. 

I got one guy on me. 

He goes to stab me; I grab his wrist and redirect it into his gut. 

*STAB! WHACK!*

Punch him, punch him again, he's on the ground unconscious now. 

Another guy comes up to me and punches me off guard. 

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