#mike nazarian x darwin tremor

[ellevonhammer]

https://archiveofourown.org/works/55946488/chapters/142071424 Darwin Tremor dragged his brother into the wrecked elevator, both soaked in blood and Jeeves was hardly able to walk. He screamed, shouted, and fought him every step into the car, fighting to get back to Lester, who lay dead on the marble floor of the Nomad Hotel.

“It ain’t worth it,” Darwin yelled in his face, grabbing the straps of Jeeves’ kevlar vest. The giant kept shouting, tears beginning to stream down his face. “We gotta go, you damn idiot.”

Jeeves turned his anger on Darwin and violently slammed him against the mirrored elevator doors. “He’s our brother; I’m going to kill those bastards.” He pulled the wood maul off his back, and Darwin had to hold him back from smashing it into the call buttons.

“You ain’t going to get any revenge if you die here. Let’s go!” After a tussle, he wrenched the ax from his younger brother. Jeeves fell to the ground and put his head in his hands, his black mohawk hanging in his face and dripping watered down blood onto his forehead. A deep wail escaped his throat and turned into a roar of rage.

He yelled and with a primal scream, slammed his fist into the wall, shattering the mirror. “What’re we gonna tell Ma?" He asked, looking up at Darwin with wide eyes.