I walked out of the bathroom and turned back toward where we were sitting. "Reaches like fucking shit in there; stupid drunk assholes." My ranting thoughts were interuppted by the sight of Deena was being crowded by two men. "Oi, jackasses; what the fuck do you think you're doing?" I called at them; trying to keep my voice even. They turned out there shoulders. "Relax. We were just keeping the lady company after you flat out left her." They were a couple of creep asses if I've ever seen one. A couple of dirty fucktards who'd probably fuck anything that moved. They turned back toward Deena. "Why would you hang out with a prick like him; come on we'll show ya a good time." The other spoke stoked Deena's hair; he grinned with lust. Deena sat there uncomfortably; uneasy to start anything. I grabbed his wrist and threw it away from her. "Fuck off ya sick bastards. It's pretty damn obvious that she doesn't want to go anywhere with a couple of jacked fuckers like yourself." I glared at them; the air suddenly grew tense and a few people began to file out of the bar while a couple other milled about whispering. They got away from Deena and stepped toward me. "She'll warm up to the idea once we level ya into the floor." They flexed their hands. I slowly reached for my stake but thought better of it.

The sound of a shattering cheekbone echoed through the room as one of them fell against the bar. I flexed my knuckles; the bartender left for the backroom probably off to call the authorities. "Bastard!" He tried to register what was going on; but before he could I grabbed the back of his hair and slammed his head into the bar. I felt his nose break and blood dripped from his face. I grabbed him by the collar and threw him over my shoulders; his body going limp as he smashed into one of the tables. "You dick!" The other one yelled as he ran at me. I made contact with his face sending him skidding backward. It was a damn boring way to fight but I didn't feel like causing any shit I'd have to get out of. A couple of the women screamed suddenly as he unsheathed a short dagger. "I'm gonna fucking kill you then I'll take you're damn woman with me when they carry ya out in a body bag." He grinned and ran at me with the knife. "Aw, shit." I back up against the bar and reached for a bottle of sake. Everything ran in slow motion; the women screamed as the blade pierced my upper chest. I swung the bottle in an arc glass exploding as it shattered against his skull. Though At an angle I was able to land it against the back of the head; it would either drive him into a coma or better yet death was assured. Jashin-Sama would be disapointed for such disobeyment of his commandment. His hand went limp and released the knife collapsing into the ground. I coughed up blood and staggered against the bar. I breathed heavily; my hair completely disheaviled in my face. Fuck, It'd be better just play possum. No damn way I can give away my immortality in a shithole like this. I let what was left of the bottle drop to floor and collapsed into the pile of glass.