“Oh we will but first we have to teach your boyfriend here some manners.  Next time he sees a couple making out in an alley somewhere he’ll keep his nose out of it.”  He grunted.  His companions stood back, arms crossed with smiles plastered across their lips.

The large man jumped forward and lunged at Kasey with a fist.  The brunette caught his strike midair with a forearm and redirected it slightly to the right missing her completely.  Just as quickly she formed a fist and threw her body into a punch where he was completely open.

“For fuck sakes!”  He squealed gripping his side, his ribs felt inflamed.  “Kick this son of a bitch’s ass!”  He growled yet again, motioning for his partners to get involved.

Madison was still pinned against the banister, held there by Kasey afraid that the Latina might be struck if she moved.  The two who for the longest time stood in slight fear of her reflexes dove in toward her.  One of them reached for her neck with both hands.

Kasey brought her arms up and caught the grab just as he came inches away from her neck.  He had nothing else to grab onto then her wrists.  She did he first thing that came to her mind and circled her wrists in an outward motion and before he knew it he lost his grip.  She swiftly stepped in with a Danish kiss to the bridge of his nose.  Blood gruesomely splattered across her black and white costume.

His partner came in with a tightly fisted strike to Kasey’s left.  Before she could react he came into contact with her eye.  She spun around and fell to her knees, gripping her throbbing cheek.  Madison whimpered and began to sneak out from behind Kasey.

“Don’t you fucking move!  Derek watch her!”  The first attacker spat, picking Kasey up and shoving her against the railing with a shot to the lip.  Madison watched on with tear streaked eyes.  Even if she yelled the music would drown out her cries.  She whimpered into a corner as a lanky man stood above her.

“Dude, you hit like a girl.”  Kasey laughed, shrugging it off.  ‘Take the heat off of Madison, let her get help.  That’s the game plan…A game plan that’s gonna hurt like a bitch.’  Kasey thought to herself.  The man who towered above Madison glanced over angrily.  “Yea, I’m talking to you you fucking pansy.”  Blood trickled from her split lip.