{CAUTION TW/DRUG USE)
Clarity approached the Ghost and took him onto the dance floor. Mick had slipped him some LSD hours ago, and the Ghost began to feel the effects. He held her hips as they danced, his mind running at a million miles a second, every minute seemed to drag by, but he was too busy, fascinated by the way she moved, her hair dancing in the lights, she had also taken some, she watched the way he moved, the light steps of a man in love. Her cheeks flushed red, as he dipped her, then lifted her up, allowing her to spin above everyone else. As he lowered her, she went in for the kiss, dead center of the dance floor, everyone watching but she didn't care, he was all hers.
LQ and Rose stood their mouths wide open while Kay got jealous. Kip didn't see it happen, Mick smirked and laughed. The two panted heavily after putting on that show, and they were wiped out. Hours passed and the LSD wore off, Ghost found himself holding a semi-nude Clarity. His face turned bright red, as she sat up and looked at him. Both of them blushed as he covered her.
The night seemingly went off without a hitch, that was till he arrived. Gunshots filled the air as he stepped into the Sparrows' Nest.
"Which one of you calls himself "The Legendary Ghost of Ottawa."
"That'd be me." answered the Ghost stepping forward holding his rifle.
"Folks say you believe yourself better then everyone, that true?"
"Depends, who's been saying such things?"
"Fuck you, I am the Reaper, taker of souls, bringer of death, who in the fuck are you to stand in my way?"
"A legend, frozen for 150 years, brought to this future, and made even the best my bitches. So I ask you, The FUCK makes you special, any different than the morons out there wasting their lives?"
"Start shooting and find out." smirked the Reaper
Everyone backed out of the way as the two raised their weapons. The Reaper grinned and charged at the Ghost only to be met by 20lbs of blunt force trauma to the head, sending him flying into the wall. the Ghost fired off a few round of 700 Nitro Express into the Reaper's chest, and in the process, the Ghost dislocated his shoulder. The Reaper growled and tried to charge him, only to collapse to the ground, his pistol skittered away from him. He was bleeding out from the holes punched through his chest, the Ghost only took a single round to his left arm, and dislocated his own shoulder.
"Told you." said the Ghost before firing a single round of 700 Nitro Express into the Reaper's head, killing him.
The crowd cheered, and Mick put the Ghost's shoulder back into socket. Clarity hugged him and Rose bandaged his arm.
"FUCK THE REBIRTH! REMEMBER OTTAWA!" he yelled getting the crowd back into the party spirit.
LQ nodded, knowing tomorrow would have problems, nothing they couldn't handle though.