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Wings to Fly, Eyes that Burn	By : Zilo Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Eminem/Marshall Mathers Views: 6381 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know Eminem (Marshall Mathers). I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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He grabbed the kneeling guy by the scruff of his collar, yanking hard on the fabric, pulling him backwards. The guy yelped in surprise and tried to twist himself away to try and get in a good punch to his face. Remy was burning with pent up aggression and had to fight himself not to break the piece of shit’s neck. He instead smashed the guy’s head against the cement floor a couple times. The blood sprayed and the sight of it sent a shiver running up his back, a shiver of excitement that he didn’t have time to contemplate. His eyes blazed and crackled with his anger as his head whipped around to face his main target. Max had pulled Marshall to his feet and was using him as a barrier between them. The piece of shit was hiding behind him. Marshall was so fucked up he couldn’t even stand on his own. Max held him up with an arm around his waist and a hand loosely covering his mouth, the gag stained dark with blood.

“This is mine LeBeau! I fucking claimed this bitch and he’s mine!” He whined. Max hated those devil eyes, striking fear into him without LeBeau even trying. His fear was an automatic response and he was pissed off at himself for reacting that way. “Fucking swamp rat, you not some high class thief! You’re nothing but a pretty little bitch with an attitude problem!”

Remy made a clucking sound in his throat and the smallest smile turned the corners of his mouth up as he said; “Y’ a fuck’in ugly low brow thug.” Remy pointed his chin towards Marshall, who looked about one second away from passing out on the floor. “Dat boy be too good for a loser like y’. Y’ clearly don’ know how t’ treat him right neither.”

“I don’t treat shit! I’m making a claim on what’s mine! Step the fuck back Remy. I’ma start a war over this if you push me to-” Max flinched back as Remy faked him out with a pulled punch, inches from his face. Remy laughed and that was all Max needed. He pushed Marshall’s body out of his way and tossed him to the side, not caring how he landed.

“Let’s do this pretty boy. I’ma cut you wide fucking open.” Max had his fists up and looked ready to go.

Marshall was trying to keep some semblance of control over himself but the smell of blood was filling his nostrils and making him want to puke. He managed with shaking hands, to pull the gag out of his mouth. The action of it sending him over the edge. He rolled over onto his knees, heaving loudly as his stomach emptied itself out onto the tile. Numbly turning on his side, he lay still and watched in dazed confusion as Remy and Max tore each other apart. It seemed to take forever for the guards to notice and come break them up.

Marshall faded in and out of consciousness. He felt faint far away hands pressing into bruised skin and floating voices telling him things that didn’t make any sense.

He woke up hours later in the prison medical ward hurting all over, the worst of that hurt in places he’d never imagined.
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