The Miracle Clinic

Chapter 69 - Club Azure (Finale)

"Hey, you got any ideas for this nightclub?" A younger Jerry Pitt remarks.

"We need to call it something cool," a person says, "How about Club Azure?"

Jerry looks at the person who is none other than Reagan Everst, a longtime friend and current co-owner of the nightclub he wants to make.

"That name sounds stupid," Jerry chuckles.

"Not as stupid as your receding hairline," Reagan jokes.

Jerry groans at the reminder causing Reagan to chuckle.

"Fine then, let's call it Club Azure," Jerry remarks.

The two are sitting at a table planning out the final touches to the nightclub Jerry has been working on making for a long time.

"But since you named it, you'll be the founder," Jerry adds.

"That's fine with me," Reagan sighs, "Though isn't it your dream to open a place like this?"

"Yeah but I wouldn't have even gotten the funding if it weren't for your smooth-talking," Jerry chuckles.

"Hey, what can I say? I'm just good at creating miracles," Reagan jokes.

Jerry ponders what Reagan just said. A miracle?

If he was being honest, that's exactly what Reagan gave to him. The chance to actually follow his dreams and open up a nightclub.

Of course, this happiness wouldn't last. Reagan would pass away in an accident leaving Jerry to run the business by himself and ultimately succumb to the darkness within him.

That would eventually lead to Jerry encountering the man who forced him deeper into that darkness.

He can still remember it like it was yesterday. The utter defeat at the hands of that man, the contract he forced Jerry to sign in his own blood, and they way he showed up and left without a trace. Almost as if he was a phantom.

After that day, now that he had to not only run the nightclub but work under the new MSA, he started to sink lower and lower. But he would always tell himself that it didn't matter how many crimes he committed or how many people he hurt, if he could just get enough power to challenge them, then he'd be able to make this city right again.

No matter the cost.

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"You aren't supposed to move it!" A teenage boy yells.

"I'm sorry I don't know how to deliver first aid!" Another teenage boy yells.

Jerry Pitt awakes in his ruined office to see an interesting sight. Watching over him are two panicked teenagers, Marcus Veridan & Ronnie Everst. They're both trying to find a way to stop the wound Jerry has from getting worse.

"Well, it's kinda important that we figure out how to!" Marcus yells.

"Yeah, no shit! Now find a first aid kit!" Ronnie yells.

Hearing the two teenagers argue, Jerry can't help but see how despite the resolve Ronnie just showed in their fight, he still at the end of the day is just a kid. Jerry begins to get up as he laughs. Marcus tries to make sure Jerry doesn't make the wound worse.

"Don't worry, it didn't hit anything vital," Jerry remarks as he pulls out the deer horn from his torso, "and if it did then I'm glad there's a hospital nearby."

Confused, Ronnie and Marcus look at each other before Ronnie gets into a fighting stance, "You still haven't learned your lesson?!"

"No, I have," Jerry remarks as he bandages himself up, "Once this night ends, Club Azure will be no more."