Jaiden

Jaiden sat at the bar, a drink in hand. His normally bleached blonde hair was faded back into its natural black colors. He wasn't a man to be messed with, his sunglasses in place and his black trench coat defining his large body. He was tall, he was dangerous, and he was nasty. His temper was particularly foul tonight, for once again Aralyn had slipped just out of his reach. His gaze flickered around the bar, seeking out someone, anyone, to take his anger out upon tonight.

Dimitri Volkov

Dimitri had stopped back at Adrian's place, having him get some information on Jaden. Adrian could qualify as a spy with the way he, well, spies on people. He had moles all over the Valley, and they reported that Jaden was at the Night Club.

Dimitri stormed in with a rifle strapped to his back and a pistol in his belt. He saw Jaden there. His first instinct was to kill him. But then he remembered that he was going to make him suffer first. He reached out to grab the man by the neck and would then pin him against the wall. "What have you done to my girl, you son of a bitch? What did you give to Hunter?" The Russian man questioned, glaring madly at Jaden, whose life would surely be a living hell pretty soon.

Jaiden

Jaiden was no slacker in the muscle department, and he was quick as well. As soon as he felt the touch of another upon his skin he whirled but was pinned to the wall just the same, his long arm extended to grab hold of Dimitri's own neck. I don't know what the fuck your talking about. His voice was slightly accented, and his body was quivering with anger. How dare this man, this heathen try and embarass him in front of so many people.

Dimitri

Dimitri and Jaiden were probably just about evenly matched. Dimitri, however, had...well...insanity on his side. He could blow up the entire night club. But no, there were innocent people here.

Dimitri reached out to grab Jaiden's hand before he could get to his neck. "Yeah, you do. What did you give her?" He said. He seemed calm, yet very, very deadly.

.Jaiden.

Jaiden had his own insanity on his side, but he was very much in control of himself. I don't know who your talking about. His sunglasses were still in place, hiding those eyes of his, which were narrowed in anger and barely suppressed rage. He knew it was a cheap shot, but he brought both legs up quickly. The move would be unsuspected, and would more then likely topple both men to the floor to give Jaiden a fighting chance against Dimitri.

Dimitri

Dimitri wasn't in control of himself. It was extremely hard to keep himself from slicing Jaiden's throat open, and the only thing keeping him from killing the son of a bitch was that Hunter asked him not to do anything insane. Dimitri fell to the floor, still clutching his enemy by the throat, though this time he tried to pin him against the ground. "You know exactly who I'm talking about. What did you give her? What did you put in her drink?" He questioned. "And why the hell were you with her in the first place?"

.jaiden.

As they fell, Jaiden moved his body, trying to postition himself so that he was ontop of Dimitri. Somebody had to protect her since you were doing such a piss poor Job. The man hissed between clenched teeth. He knew that those words would hit a chord within Dimitri, and would either set him off or make him stand back and think things through once more.

Taylorw as not happy. Her house was up above the Night club, and she was watching the video cameras to make sure everything was running smoothly. Which it obviously wanted. Seeing the two men hit the floor, she picked up the phone and dialed down to the bar. Miguel. Fight, table six, two men. Big boys, babe. Watch your back. Then she hung up the phone. Hopefully at the sight of the large bartender, the two would leave, or come to reason.

Dimitri

That made Dimitri mad. Really mad. Insanely mad. Hunter would have to give up all hope of Dimitri not doing anything insane. He stood up, trying to pull Jaiden up with him, then proceeded to attempt to smash the man's head against the wall with great force. "SHUT UP! DIE, YOU BASTARD!" He shouted viciously. "Die, fucker, DIE!" He hoped to knock Jaiden out until his mind cleared enough to figure out what to do with him.

Jaiden

He didn't die that easily. Jaiden brought up a fist, hoping to smash it into the side of Dimitri's head when he saw the bartender coming forth. Look out hot shot. Muttered Jaiden. He felt his head slam into the wall, and he tried to shake away the stars that he was seeing.

The bartender, a big beef of a man, reached down to grab Dimitri by the collar of his shirt. OUT! THERE WILL BE ABSOLUTELY NO FIGHTING IN THIS BAR. He saw Taylor coming down the stairs, her midnight black hair up in a messy bun. No, this was her bar and she'd be sure to protect the damn place.

Dimitri

Dimitri continued in his rage, though slowed down when he was punched straight in the face. His mouth was bleeding, his nose was bleeding, and his left cheek was bleeding. It didn't stop him. He was about to make a snide remark, though he soon felt a hand on him. He didn't look back, because he knew that would give Jaiden a perfect chance to kill him. "You're going to have to get used to the fighting." He mumbled defiantly, still trying to swing at Jaiden. "Tell me what you have her, Jaiden! Tell me what you gave her and maybe you'll keep your life!" He shouted.

Jaiden

The bartender began to drag backwards on Dimitri's shirt as Taylor stepped down the stairs and began walking towards the brawl.

Jaiden gave a low hiss at the man and was striking Dimitri every chance he got. A mild sedative. It should have worn off by now. He snarled at Dimitri. IT was close to the truth. It had been a more... Mild drug. Nothing... To... Ok yeah. It had been a terribly dangerous drug, and had probably screwed something up inside of Hunter, especially if she had had an allergic reaction to it.

Dimitri

Dimitri tried to get away, still swinging at Jaiden. "You son of a bitch. You're lying. I can tell." He knew Jaiden was lying. Not only did it not make sense, but he could read the other man's face as well. "Tell me exactly what you gave her! Tell me, or I swear I'll kill you!"

Benjamin Linus P> With things so uncertain regarding the various gangs, Raimi's recent re-capture, and the the recent murders in the past year and a half, Benjamin had been laying low for a while. It had been easy enough to stand back for a few months and let the Volkovs and the various gangs draw heat onto themselves and point focus away from himself and his own people. But now...

...now he had to take action. It had taken Mikhail some time to dig up Jaiden's past, and now he had the information he needed. With plenty of sources of his own, it took less than an hour for Jaiden's location to be discovered, and for Ben to arrive at the nightclub and take a seat a few tables from where the scuffle was taking place.

Not wanting to attract any attention on himself, Benjamin watched from the sidelines for now. He couldn't afford to be 'seen' with Jaiden, or the kid's planned murder would make him a suspect - better to have Dimitri seen as the last person waling on the kid. So Ben waited, watching for the two to either be kicked outside, or to move their fight to a less... populated area.

Jaiden

He continued to throw out punches at Dimitri, blood trickling from his mouth, a nasty cut above his eye from the mans fists. Shes a good for nothing slut anyways. He hissed darkly, taunting Dimitri.

Enough was enough. Markus, get them out of here! Taylor shouted above the crowd. With a nod, Markus gave a hard tug on Dimitri's clothing and grabbed hold for some of Dimitri's hair. Another bouncer came from out front and reached down grabbing hold of Jaiden. There is no fighting in this club. Hissed Taylor, her blue eyes shooting daggers at the two men. This is my club, and if I lose it because of two ass holes like you, I'm going to be deeply pissed off. She turned and walked away, leaving the two bouncers to throw Dimitri and Jaiden outside where they could continue their fight, or... Anything else that might happen.

Taylors eyes landed breifly on Ben and she gave a nod of her dark head. Respect. She knew Ben by reputation, and whatever he was doing in her bar she was sure she didn't want to know. So the young woman moved to head back upstairs and watch over her pride and joy carefully.

Dimitri

Dimitri didn't notice Ben walking in. He was too busy trying to kill Jaiden. He was thrown outside, but quickly went at the man, trying to pin him against the wall again and strangle him. "Shut up!" He shouted viciously. "Tell me what you gave her!" Truthfully, he would be almost glad to see Ben here, because he was better at getting information out of people. Dimitri just went for the throat and choked his enemies to death. Or broke their necks. And sometimes he even blew them up.

Jaiden

Jaiden wasn't about to be caught hold of again. He quickly sidestepped Dimitri, not about to be caught in the russians hands again. He was on the defensive, just trying to devise a plan to get away. His eyes were on the man, sunglasses still in place. It was dark outside, but he seemed to function better with them on rather then off, even in the dark. However, with those glasses on, it would be easier for Ben to sneak up on him.

Benjamin Linus

Catching the nod from Taylor, Benjamin returned a polite smile her way to acknowledge her courteous gesture. He loved the feeling of power he held over others, and his ability to obtain it without ever having to use brute strength... well, most of the time, that was. To most, he came across as a charming, if not slightly boring individual, with a penchant for reading and a superb vocabulary. Of course, it also helped when people, like Taylor, understood there was more to the man than this - a darker side that only the foolish dared to tr and figure out.

Benjamin quietly stood up and and put three dollars down on the table as a tip, and to cover the ice tea he'd ordered earlier. With that, he quietly and nonchalantly slipped through the crowed and vanished outside. It was only than that the casual, simple man showed his more insidious side, his cool blue eyes looking more intent and his calm facade taking on a taunt expression.

Pulling a small pistol from under his lengthy black coat, Ben moved with surprising stealth along the edge of the building, doing his best to sneak up behind Jaiden, just close enough so the man could hear the click of the hammer as it was cocked back on the gun. "I have an idea, gentlemen." His cool, icy voice sounded out, "Lets move this party somewhere else." The pistol was aimed level at Jaiden's head, and given Ben's position and a few feet distance from he and the others, he could easily point the weapon in Dimitri's direction if the Russian tried to turn on him.

Dimitri

Dimitri was about to go for Jaiden again, though it surprised him to see that suddenly, Benjamin Linus had a gun to Jaiden's head. Every cell in his brain told him to take the gun and shoot Jaiden, but then Ben would be mad. He had a feeling that he shouldn't make Ben mad.

"He tried to kill Hunter." Dimitri stated, wiping some blood from his face. "Don't kill him yet. Find out what he gave her."

Jaiden

Jaiden held perfectly still at the sound of the gun. Son of a bitch. He muttered. Tonight just wasn't his night. As I told the man before you, I gave Hunter a mild sedative. Maybe she had an allergic reaction or something. He gave a shrug of hsi broad shoulders. He was trying to bullshit his way out of this mess, something that had taken years to aquire the knowledge to do. But something told him, Ben wasn't going to let him go that easily.

Benjamin Linus

A half grin creased his thin lips, finding mild humor in the situation as the two jumped on the idea that he would bother with Hunter. As far as Benjamin was concerned, there were only a few people he bothered to care about, she wasn't privileged to be on that list. He didn't admit as much at the moment now, favoring to keep Jaiden in the dark about just why he had a gun to his head, "Isn't that fascinating." Ben copped back in mock fascination, showing that he clearly didn't care what the kid was talking about, "You will listen to me, or you'll find your brains decorating that wall there. Are we clear?"

Fierce blue eyes darted briefly to Dimitri, knowing he had to play very carefully if he wanted to manipulate this man. Most people were rather easy to pull the strings with, but mad men... the only thing predictable about them was their unpredictability, and that made it very difficult for Ben. He liked order and control, and it was a very hard thing to achieve with people like this particular Russian. However, he did have one advantage, and he used it, "If you want to get any information from him, that won't happen if you two keep beating the hell out of each other and attract the cops. Now, you and I both need something from him - as I suggested, lets take this to a more... secluded location. Do you have a vehicle, Dimitri?"

Dimitri Volkov

Dimitri stepped back, seeing that Ben had this under control. Hunter had told Dimitri not to do anything insane, and...well, he'd try not to. "You lucky son of a bitch." He mumbled to Jaiden. He knew he had to follow Ben's orders. He was one of the few...allies the Volkovs had. "Yeah. Over here." He led Ben and Jaiden to a truck that used to be blue, though now it was gray. Actually, nobody knew it was gray now because it was covered in mud. "Tie him up and put him in the back. And if he gets blood all over my truck, he's dead." He opened the door and climbed into the driver's seat, not caring that Ben may want to drive. Dimitri wanted to keep at least a little bit of control. "Where are we going?"

Jaiden

He hissed softly but followed behind Dimitri, all to aware of the gun that was placed to his head. HE climbed into the backseat, albeit somewhat gingerly. Hunters a whore, Dimitri. Ask her where she came from when you get home. He hissed at the russian. He leaned back in the seat, away from Dimitri, his foot ready to come up and in contact with Dimitri if the man dared lunge into the backseat.

Benjamin Linus

There was no way Benjamin wanted to lead Dimitri to the pit; for that, he planned on being alone with Jaiden. Instead, the man picked a location that was both safe from the cops, and in an area that he felt entirely secure with, "Mikhail's place." He replied, while taking a seat in the back, as he wasn't about to let Jaiden be out of his sight, "I hope this vehicle has four-wheel drive."