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Felix Jones · (06-23-2020)

Justin Settles. A former investigator now a bounty hunter. There were a few reason why he wasn't a cop anymore, being betrayed by your partner will make want to leave, Jut never thought he could trust again but when he met Felix Jones for the first time. He thought he was nothing more than a cocky little shit but he had saved his life and thus a friendship for formed. They had been working together for a few years now and the two had grown close. Jut did indeed trust Felix with his life, that's why when he had heard what had happen to him, that he was attacked and nearly killed. Felix was in and out of consciousness but he was able to tell Jut some details about the attack, so with that info. Jut had called his buddy who worked for the F.B.I. He was told to meet up with him in some park. He couldn't talk about it over the phone.

Jut sat in the park feeding some of the ducks some bread, leaning back on the bench, he lit up a cigarette and took a drag. Whoever tried to kill Felix would most likely try to finish the job if they found out he hadn't died. That didn't sit well with Jut one bit.

"You know, it's illegal to smoke in a park."

"Yeah? What's your point? I'm a bit stressed over my friend."

"Yeah, I'm sorry about that buddy. Good thing I have some stuff for you. I know who tried to kill your friend."

Jut's friend sat down next to him and handed him a file, which Jut took and started to read it over

"The person who tried to kill your friend was an experiment done by a secret order. We've been hunting them down for many years but they always seem to get away. I'm guessing they have moles everywhere, even in the F.B.I. but we can't find them."

"Fucking great. I see this guy was trained to be the ultimate assassin they fucked with his brain and after all that, he turned on them and now is hunting down the people that wronged him."

"That's pretty much it. Your friend was just at the wrong place and wrong time. This assassin has some sort of force field that will stop a bullet, that's why your friend couldn't shoot him or anyone for that matter and now that your friend is still alive. He'll come for him, he never let's someone get away."

"They call him the Sad Clown? Really?

"It's just a nickname, he laughs as he kills then cries after he's done doing his business. Reason we know that is because one of the people he killed were on the phone talking to their wife and she heard everything. Anyways. I have to get going. I hope your friend doesn't die, but it's unlikely."

The two said there goodbyes. Jut sat there puffing away on another cigarette. He didn't know what to do? What could he do? How can you defeat someone who was experimented on to become the ultimate killing machine? Jut had no answers but he knew he would do all that he could to protect his friend, even if he died in the process.

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"What did I tell you? Did I not say I would take back what is mine? Of course I did, I told you all. I'm a man of my word and now Hanari Carnes wants to step up and come for my belt. That's funny as fuck. It really is."

"Last I checked, every time you've had a shot at a title belt, you've failed. Your last two title reigns were short. Nothing more than a popcorn fart. Isn't that fucking sad? You claim you're going to get the Universal title, yet you still haven't proven that you have what it takes."

"If you did, you would have already have it by now but of course you can't finish what you started, it's only going to be the same result with me. I may be a new and still wet behind the years, yet in my very short time here in the XWF. I've already be a two time Xtreme champion."

"In my short time here I've already caught up to your title reigns, which means I'm going to surpass you in everything here. You're really not all that great Hanari. You can yell from the highest peak in the world and tells us all how great you are but we all know the truth. We all know you're nothing. Shit you're old tag partner Chris Chaos went and joined up with Peter Gilmour."

"You do realize how fucking sad that is right? You were ditched for Peter Gilmour. I'd laughed if it wasn't so sad. You couldn't pay me to tag up with Gilmour. You poor mother fucker. You really have no chance in Hell to beat me. No. I want to face Robert Main. So I'll be keeping this belt. You're really just a small bump in the road. Nothing more and nothing less."

"I have no respect for you, you haven't given me any reason. I do not fear you. You're talk is nothing but empty threats. I'll show you what it means to be a champion. You're going to learn a lesson you'll never forget. I promise you that chico."

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