Colby flushed a brilliant shade of red as Jack spoke, looking both ashamed and pissed off. The words directed to Denny really seemed to set him off, but as he stepped towards his huge opponent, his Captain grabbed him by his Letterman jacket and hauled him back. Immediately, Colby backed off, not willing to do anything against what Denny wanted. The man had as much personality as talent and was the reason the baseball team had swept every game so far this season.<br/><br/>Laughter left his lips, directed at Jack's words, though his gaze was following Billy's retreat.<strong>"Jack, buddy, you just don't get it,"</strong>he sneered.<strong>"This isn't <em>about</em> picking on people, or whatever the fuck you're thinking. This is about helping my guys survive. <em>We</em> need that car to do so and I'm not dumb enough to let you take one of my guys alone. They're my responsibility and if you want a fight," </strong>his eyes flashed with cold fury,<strong>"<em>I'll</em> give you a fight." </strong><br/><br/>Billy would need two minutes to put his bow together, but the kid who had sprinted off at Denny's command didn't need any more time. Sprinting to the bed of Denny's large F350 still parked in the middle of the exit, he had opened the toolbox set against the cab and returned already with a small black box. The second it was in Denny's hands, the Captain flipped the latch removed the HK UMP45 from inside and casually took up a shooters stance, pointing the weapon at Jack. His thumb brushed and turned off the safety.<br/><br/><strong>"Toss me the keys, Jack,"</strong>Denny said casually as screams erupted from behind the armored biker and the cover Billy was using vanished in seconds. Even the baseball team looked nervous, but there was a pride to there gaze as well.<strong>"It's a brand new world, my friend. Might makes right and the group is all that survives. No more stalling for your buddy; move and I shoot you. Toss them, <em>now</em>."</strong><br/><br/><hr/><br/>Across the parking lot, Michael had turned whiter the longer the confrontation had gone on. He had hopped his warning that the fight for the car wouldn't be worth it would be enough, but he had never tried to share one of his visions before. More than anything, he wanted to run over and put a stop to it, but doing so would leave someone shot when Denny reacted to him as a threat. And there was Elizabeth. Leaving her left a chance that she would be hurt by what was coming next.<br/><br/>So he stood, waited, and prayed that the vision that was rapidly turning into an inevitability wouldn't come to pass.