The Drunk Biker.

What happened when Black dealt with a drunk biker

Black sat at the corner of the bar watching as the humans hollered and drank. This place was different from the night clubs in the major cities and joints filled with gangsters, no this place was a simple biker bar filled with Motor Cycle gang members and rednecks. He came here to have a good time, to have a few drinks and clear his mind of some s**t that he has been going threw but tonight it would end badly.

"EH!" A tall stocky man barked as he spotted Black in the corner. His green eyes flashed as he smashed his mug on the counter and cracked his knuckles. The Slender in human form looked up before taking a sip from his glass of Vodka and narrowed his eyes at the drunk human. "Your pretty damn big for an Asian!" He laughed scratching his black beard. Black simply took out a newspaper from his trenchcoat breast pocket and unfolded it blocking his view of the bafoone. The man slipped off of his bar stool and wobbled over to the dark corner while the speakers blared Burn It To The Ground. "Stop ignoring me f****t!" He screamed in Black's face as he tore the news paper away and spit flew from his mouth. He looked with his dull blue eyes and gently slapped him getting up to move to a different place, he had a blank expression as he pulled a stool out and sat next to a middle aged woman who was smoking on her cigarette and drinking from a bottle of beer. She turned her gaze to him and puckered her lips. "You don't look like these bikers that come in here often" She said bluntly. Black ordered a beer and paid no attention, barely hearing her raspy voice. "So what brings you here?" She asked again placing her hand on his, he pulled away and looked at her narrowing his eyes. "And why is it your buisness?" He asked finally hearing her. The woman smiled showing some missing teeth and a bruise on her cheek "I just find it nice to talk with other people" He silenlty nodded and gritted his teeth as the biker came back this time grabbing his long black hair and tugging it back making his neck snap. Black growled and grabbed his beared ripping it off. "F**K!!!" He screamed as raw flesh was exposed and blood dripped to the floor. Black simply dropped the hunk of skin and hair getting up from his seat to simply raise his leg to kick the human down with his boot and pinned him to the floor. "In Russia when someone bothers us we bight their a*s....hard" He growled silently, it sent chills down the lady's back while the drunk man's face felt as if it was on fire.  "EH!" There was a shout coming from the otherside of the bar and came stomping was another biker who shorter and skinnier then the one on the ground who tried to look intimidating as he walked up to Black and shoved a gun at his forhead. "I'm going to blow your a*s back to Europe mother f***a!" He spat. The Slender's eyes flashed as he swiftly grabbed the human's wrist in inhuman speed and twisted it, snapping the bone within as the man fell to his knees and screamed in agony. While biker number two cradled his wrist biker number one passed out with his  blood glistening against the dim lights. The whole bar fell silent as Black placed thirty bucks on the counter and rummaged threw his trenchcoat to pull out a black rose. "Call me next time he hits you" He muttered as he handed it to her.  "What?" She asked, but when she turned to face him he was gone.