"KAZ, A LITTLE HELP HERE" Jesper yelled to his friend while currently in a physical altercation with a man that was twice his size.
Jespers pearl handled guns were on the ground about three feet away from him. Jesper got too close to the big ass man while him Kaz, Wylan, and Nina were in the middle of a territory war.
His finger was on the trigger, he was so close to pulling it. But the man had the wingspan of an eagle and knocked the guns out of his hands.
Jesper wasn't really big into hand to hand combat, though he knew a few things. But a few was not enough with this guy.
"KINDA BUSY" Kaz yelled back cracking his cane over another mans head.
Nina was trying to help Wylan set up an explosive device in a nearby abandoned church to create a distraction to get the hell out of dodge.
The gang really underestimated this fight.
"I don't know what the hell I'm doing Wy, why did you ask me to help you with this? You could've asked Jesper, he is smarter. I can't do this. Oh saints" Nina whispered yelled in a high pitch. Obviously panicked. Nina didn't trust herself with anything anymore, let alone explosives.
"You are fine Nina, you aren't even doing anything." Wylan replies setting the timer on the explosive.
"How much time do we have until it goes off?" She asked.
"When I press this button" holding up a detonator connected to he bomb itself.
"We will have exactly one minute until this bomb goes off. So we will have to leave as soon as I press it"
"Alright. Better do this now, it doesn't look too good out there" Nina said looking out of the little window that was stained with colorful blobs of the Saints.
Wylan looked out and witnessed his husband getting the absolute shit beaten out of him. The anger was rising to the surface, Wylan was about to go fucking Sicko Mode.
Wylan really grew over the past eight months. He became incredibly more muscular and his fighting was ten times better due to training with Kaz and Inej. Wylan's face also got a lot skinnier and his jawline could cut glass. His facial features stood out more and he was taller. He has made the most physical progress out of everybody.
"Let's go" Wylan said while pressing the button and dropping it.
Him and Nina sprung to they're feet and ran out of the church doors.
By the time they got outside Wylan was watching his husband being manhandled by a man that was so much bigger than Jesper or himself. It was surly an unfair fight.
With one swift punch from the burly man, Jesper was on the ground with a bloody nose. His vision became blurry and his head hurt like a bitch.
The ground quickly became a thing of the past when he was picked up by his collar and there was another fist getting ready to meet his face.
It was silent for a long second to Jesper, until he heard a gunshot. There was blood covering his face and he fell back to the ground. He was almost positive that he actually got shot.
When Jesper looked at the concrete beside him, he saw the huge man lifeless with his brains blown out.
Distraught and confused, Jesper had a shadow casted over him in the shape of a man. He looked up and saw his other half standing over him, with a pearl handled pistol in his hand.
"Oh my Saints Jesper! Are you okay?!" Wylan asked frantically while kneeling down to tend to his wounds.
"It hurt like hell. But I'll live." He replied groggily. "How did you make that shot?"
