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Lester arrived in his hotel from the earlier events, A drug pusher and six thugs who worked for the kingpin down. He moved from the cold, night air to the, equally cool and damp living room of his apartment. Well living room was a stretch, more of a "can apocolypse with a large lump of an excuse for a couch and a run down t.v. that, he was grateful for, ran in color. He rub his shaved head, as he trudged into his run down kitchen. Flinging the fridge open, he grabbed a large bottle of whiskey and an old sandwich.... he sniffed it twice. Ham? Turkey? He didn't care.
Soon walking back to his couch he plopped down, as a mound of dust greeted his backside, he flipped the television on and watched the Price is Right. His mind just wasn't there as he stared out of his single dirty window, into the night air his mind went back to the days when he would sit on his parent's rooftops and listen to them fight. He would always have his deck of cards with him, even now he carried the same deck, concealed carefully inside his suit jacket. He remembers, learning about his "aim" and his unique talent to throw, just about anything and hurt/kill someone. He always remembers: the lovers, the friends who died in front of him, meeting Matt and Electra (Matt's girlfriend), and the kingpin..... he was pulled back into the real world by a loud shattering noise. He swore as fourteen dollars worth of whiskey, stained his, not so clean, beige carpet. Swearing loudly he stood up and went to the kitchen to find a towel.
Lester had, had many a shocking experience but when he heard a loud scream and his wooden apartment door turn to splinters he couldn't help but jump and duck behind the run down island. About a dozen huge men stormed the room, he noticed they wore the kingpin's patch..... behind them were the oddest pair. A Caucasian woman in a one piece green suit, white face makeup and strange colored hair. Another man, at least twice her size, African american, huge rippling muscles, in a white tee shirt, and black jeans.
"You said you knew he was here Mimi." The huge black man said.
"Shut up, unless you want me to do to you what I did to that door Cage!" The woman know as Mimi said to the large man. "He clearly hasn't left." She said pointing to the whiskey stain..... Lester knew he was in hot soup, as she started turning towards his kitchen. Lester didn't wait, moved as quickly as he could, flinging a cabinet open and grabbing two handfuls of plates.
"THERE!!!!" The woman shouted in an almost inhuman way, the thugs tried to pull but Lester was faster, his hands became blurs as the glass and plastic plates were all released in the blink of an eye. He watched each one as they all lodged themselves in the thugs arms, legs and stomachs. One was unlucky enough to turn and have his hand removed. He saved two for Cage and Mimi, as all the men dropped, moaning or unconscious. (He didn't want to hear Matt's mouth about killing again.) He was going to let the plates fly, though he was thrown roughly against the cabinet, as Mimi screamed, this time louder and stronger, holding a single note as Lester was thrown against his steel fridge. He swore loudly as the woman continued, pushing Lester deeper and deeper into the steel.
"Enough I've got him." Was all Lester heard when he felt strong hands wrap around his neck and haul him up into the air. Lester was seeing triples, as he faintly noticed the man was slowly crushing his windpipe. Struggling for air and for clarity, his hand quickly slid into his parka and produced a long Bowie knife, without thinking he rammed it into Cage's forehead, to only see it bend sideways.
"Nice try." He heard the man say, picking Lester up and over his head Cage through him through , into his bedroom. Lester knew he could not win this fight, and figured he had at least four or five broken bones. His only escape was death or the window, with Mimi and Cage closing in he knew the later sounded sweeter but he was not done with his life mission. So he stood and braced himself,
"Awww look at em Cage, ready to fight us again." Mimi goes back and lets loose yet another scream, with his last bit of energy, Lester yells and jumps. While in the air he spins away from the blast, the momentum flinging him out of the window. He let himself go limp as he hit a pile of garbage, some four stories down, in immense amounts of pain he quickly ran/limped off, Mimi's blast barely missing him.
Soon the mayhem stopped, Lester limped, into a alley, his mind still running as, pain and blood loss started taking there toll.
"The kingpin had supers." "How did he fight supers?!"
He saw a man, in a white coat approach him as he lost consciousness.
TO BE CONTINUED...............