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"Let's go." Said a fully clothed Raccoon as he burst forward charging for the door. He was sent sprawling backwards by a backhanded swing, "You can't leave yet, the party is just getting started." Said a voice in the shadows. "I aint going to give you squat, So you can just sit on it and rotate!" Yelled the Raccoon as he again charged forward for the door. Yet again, he was sent tumbling backwards by the door man. "Give it up Mr. Jones, just give us what we want and you can leave the party, but, Boys, show Mr. Jones what this 'party' can do." Said the shadowed voice. Two humans stepped out of the darkness, one of them held a batton while the other had a pair of brass knuckles. "Oh, this is so not good." Said Mr. Jones as he proceded to recieve a class a beating. He put up a fight, but he still took a beating for not giving them what they wanted. After recieving a boot to the face Mr. Jones rolled on his back, still groping his face in pain. "Are you ready to cooperate Mr. Jones?" Said the shadowed voice. Mr. Jones sat up, revealing a bloody nose, a pair of blackened eyes, a split lip, and multiple bruises all over his body. "Okay, sure, I'll give you something." Said Mr. Jones as he raised the bird towards the shadowed voice. "If you value that finger, I suggest you lower your hand and give us the directions to the data." Mr. Jones held his head up high, and his hand in the air. "I said it before and I'll say it again, I ain't giving you squat!" Before the beatings continued, there was a knock on the only door to the room. The door man checked who was at the door, "Boss, Jackson's at the door, he says the police are on their way, he says they know you kidnapped Mr. Jones and their on their way to arrest you and the entire gang." Said the Doorman to the Boss. "Well, Mr Jones it seems either you give us what we want or you die those are your choices, make a decision wisely." Said the Boss to Mr. Jones. "Ya know, I have a name, it's Jack, Jack Jones, And I still ain't giving you squat!" Yelled Jack as he got back on to his feet and charged, this time, he charged one of the humans that had beat upon him. Not expecting Jack's charge, the human had no time to react. Jack tackled into the human charging straight into his chest, toppling the human over. Jack then backhanded the human and stole his baton, He jumped off the stunned human and readied himself for a fight. "I'm not going to die here Black Boss, You are!" "I'm positive you think that Mr. Jones, but our time has come to an end. I'll be seeing you later, Mr. Jones." Said Black Boss still in the shadows. The other human charged at Jack from his side, Jack saw the human coming and defended against the humans barrage of brass knuckled hits. Jack retaliated by clubbing the human upside the head with the baton, knocking the human unconcious. The door man decidedly swung a right cross at Jack, hitting him in the jaw. Jack was sent sideways a bit, but didn't get sent to the ground. "Okay big man, your going to get yours now!" Yelled Jack as he swung the baton at the door man, the door man blocked the blow with his left arm and swung with his right to try and hit Jack again. Jack dodged the swing and used the baton to try and rack the door man. He did and the door man went down like a sack of rocks. Jack then spun around and charged at Black Boss, he ended up running smack dab into a wall. Jack looked up and saw a viewing screen attached to the wall. "I have to say, your dumber than you look Mr. Jones." "Black Boss, you'll get yours one of these days." "I know, but when that day comes, I'll have prepared for any eventuality. Until we meet again Mr. Jones, farewell." Said Black Boss as the view screen clicked off. Jack ground his teeth, he then swung the baton straight at the screen, shattering it.

Jack got out of the club before the police had arrived, he still held on to the baton he had taken from the first human. Jack walked a couple of blocks away from the club, he leaned against a wall and watched the police cars drive by, headed towards the club. Jack, after watching the police go by, walked to his apartment, he entered and found his first aid kit. He then took care of his bleeding lip, bleeding nose, and the rest of his injured body. He then placed the baton in his closet, he put away the first aid kit and headed out. He made sure to lock the door and headed in the direction of the police station. As he arrived in the police station, the receptionist looked at him and then answered a phone. He walked up to the receptionist desk, "Yeah, hi. Names Jack Jones, I had been kidnapped by the notorius Black Boss, he had tried to get some information out of me and then tried to kill me. If I could just talk to someone that would actually listen to me and tell me to fill out a single piece of paper saying that I'm free to go, then that would just be peachy." Said Jack with sarcasm just rolling off his tongue, as he leaned against the receptionists desk. The receptionist looked at Jack, she pressed a button on the phone, "Officer James, could you please report to the front desk, There's a person here that has information pertaining to the Jack Jones kidnapping case." She then let go of the button, "Just take a seat over there, some one should be here soon." She said as she went back to her original conversation on the phone. After a while of waiting, an officer walked over to Jack. "Are you the person with the information on the Jack Jones case?" "Now think about this, Your working on the 'Jack Jones' case, I'm Jack Jones, hm, I think there's a connection here." "Just follow me and we can fill out the paper work." "Exactly what I had in mind." Said Jack in a cocky tone. James didn't mind and led Jack into his office, James ushered Jack in and closed the door behind him. "Now, How did you escape from Black Boss's clutches?" Jack began telling James how the whole 'escape from Black Boss's clutches' went. After listening to Jack tell his tale of how he escaped, "Okay, just need your signature on a few forms and your free to go." "Sweet." Said Jack as he watched James bring out a stack of papers. "I'll help you fill them out, so no need to worry about carpal tunnel syndrome." Said James trying to lighten the mood. Jack was still awestruck by the size of the stack of papers, "You have got to be kidding me, I have to fill out all that?!" Said Jack in astonishment. "Sorry, regulations need to be followed and rules can't be broken here." Said James with a small shrug. Jack's shoulders drooped as he sat down and began filling out the paperwork. After a few hours, "Alright, I just need you to sign this last form and your free to go." "Finally." Said Jack as Officer James gave him the last paper to sign. Jack gave his John Hancock and stood up from his seat, "Well, I'm gonna go home now, Tomorrow is St. Patricks Day, and I plan to wear some green and get drunk on that day." "Alright Mr. Jones, try not to get into trouble again like last year." "When am I not in trouble?" "Okay, I guess I'll meet you at the same place as last year." "Right." Said Jack as he left Officer James office. Jack left the Police Department and began his trek home. He finally got home after dodging three cars, two motorcycles and one irate cyclist, He unlocked the door and went in. Inside his apartment, it wasn't fancy, It was a two bedroom, one bathroom apartment, He walked over to the refridgerator and grabbed a pitcher of grape Gatorade and a gallon container of Sunny D.

He took the two containers and placed them on the counter, he then got out a smaller pitcher and poured about a cup worth of each drink into the smaller pitcher. "A cup of moss helps cure anything, especially a bad day." Said Jack as he began putting away the Gatorade and Sunny D. Jack walked back over to the pitcher and took a drink out of it, "It really does cure anything, now, lets see if we can't forget what happened today." Said Jack as he sat down on the couch in his living room. He began watching television and enjoying his cup o' moss, there was a knock at his apartment door, "Now what?" Said Jack as he unlocked the door and opened it. In rolled his room mate Joe, as Joe got off of his four wheeled scooter "What happened, Got chased off by your girlfriends family again?" "Jack, What Happened to you, you dissapeared early this morning?" "Nothing I couldn't handle, so like I said, What happened, get chased off by your girlfriends family again or what?" "Nah, It was my other girlfriends husband this time." "Yah mean number 6's husband or did number 7 get married under your nose?" "Number 6, Why do you ask?" "No reason, How's the 'I'm quiting, cold turkey style' going?" "Half and half, as long as I have bubble gum, I'm good, well, I'm going back in my room, see ya." "Kay." Joe hobbled back into his bed room and turned on the TV in there. (Oh yeah, keep forgetting, Joe has seizures, that's why he rides around town in that thing, heh, at least he has a hobby to keep himself busy. Not sure if it's gonna get him killed sooner or later, but at least it's something.) Thought Jack as he went back to watching TV in the living room. A few hours passed by, Jack had finished the 'moss' and was busy making himself a sandwich, his body was aching all over, reminding him that he had been thoroughly beaten earlier that day. It was about 6:40, Jack had finished making himself a sandwich, he put it on a plate, he walked over to the other counter and grabbed a bag of pretsels. He grabbed both the plate and pretsels, he went back to the couch and turned on the TV again. After eating the sandwich and some of the pretsels, he put plate in the sink and the pretsels in their place, "Really gotta get a hobby for myself, oh yeah, heheh, stories." He walked over to the filled loveseat, he began sorting through coats and papers until he came upon his computer case. "Ah, there you are." Said Jack to himself, he took the case and headed over to the kitchen table. He sat down in a chair and opened the case, It was an old computer, but it was durable, and reliable. He took it out as well as the wireless card, he plugged the wireless card into the computer and then he plugged the computer into the wall socket. After a few minutes of waiting for it to boot up, Jack was surfing the internet, He was in one of his usuall chat rooms when some one new popped up. Jack did his usuall greetings, so did the others in the chat room, the new guy said hello and everybody else was back to talking about the latest Rambo movie. But, the new guy sent a message to Jack, "Meet me in room Hack/Slash/Speak." And the new guy left. Jack was wondering what the heck, he said l8r to his usuall chat buddies and followed the new guy to the room he had suggested. Jack entered and saw that it was just him and the new guy. "So, what would you like to talk about?" Typed Jack curious of this new person.

"Black Boss." Jack's jaw was wide enough to let a mad truck drive through it. "What do you know about Black Boss?" There was a few moments of silence, "Let's just say, I know more about Black Boss than any normal person would, Jack Jones." "Okay, now you have my attention." "Black Boss's goons kidnapped you for some reason. Why?" "I'll tell you the same thing I told the police, He wants Information from me, that's it. Besides that, how did you know that Black Boss's goons kidnapped me?" It was a few minutes later, "I have a multiple reasons why I shouldn't tell you how I know things, I know that Black Boss wasn't at that inpromptu meeting of yours. I know that some of the police are on Black Boss's pay roll, And I know Black Boss is the number one criminal in this entire country. That is just a few things I know, and those are just a few reasons I shouldn't tell you how I know things." Jack's mind was racing, What should he do, should he continue talking to this person or should he exit out and disconnect his system from the web. Before he could do anything another message popped up, "I know that this might seem mind boggling, but, If it would ease you, Black Boss has tried to get something from me as well. If we were to meet at a public place we could discuss what we know about Black Boss. What do you say?" Jack was still on edge about the new guy, but, "Malones on Main, 5 o'clock tommorow, St. Patricks day. I'll be wearing a green T-shirt with the message, 'I'm Busy, Your Stupid, Have a Nice Day.' on it, a pair of jeans with the knees torn out, and a pair of brown leather shoes. What will you be wearing to our meeting?" A few moments passed, "A green jacket with a pink and green tank top beneath it, a pair of black leather pants, and high heel boots. The tank top will say 'Buy me a drink and I'll go home with you.', It'll be worth it to meet you Jack." With that the new person logged out and Jack was left alone, Jack logged out, closed his web browser, and disconnected his internet. He took out his wireless card and shut down his computer. "Well, tomorrow seems to be a promising day. Let's just hope I don't get kidnapped again tomorrow." Said Jack trying to humor himself as he put away his computer, Jack looked at the microwave clock, the time was 8:07, Jack made a PB&J and grabbed one of his pill bottles, He took a bite of his sandwich, chewed a bit and then popped a pill into his sandwich filled maw. He swallowed both the sandwich piece as well as the pill, Jack finished off the sandwich and headed back over to the TV. He stayed up until about 2 A.M, he shut off the TV, locked the door, said good night to Joe, and went to bed looking forward to that afternoon.