FAMILY TIES PT.2

-FAMILY TIES PT.2-

Marley Jones
Please, don't... STOP!!

A young Marley yelling in torture as she was brought to the back room, and molested by Hostyle Jones alcoholic father. The whimpering could be heard by a teenage Hostyle Jones in the other room...

Marley Jones
Nooooo!!

{SMACK}

Ol' Man Jones
SHUT UP!!

The whimpering becomes louder. Hostyle Jones tries to put his head under the pillow to stop his ears from hearding Marley's whimpers and cries for help. It doesn't seem to work, it only muffles the screams. Hostyle Jones squints his eyes and grits his teeth in rage...

This goes on for a while, and then it isn't heard anymore. Marley Jones comes stumbling out of the room, falling to the dingy tore up floor rug, hitting up against the dresser. Hostyle Jones jolts up, and see's Marley laying weakened on the ground. Hostyle Jones runs to comfort his younger sister who looks up with tears in her eyes. A bruise is visable across her left cheek. This was probably from Ol' Man Jones holding and squeezing her cheek to stop the screaming...

The door opens to the room, and Ol' Man Jones steps out into the room looking angry, and smelling like a keg of Natural Ice. He looks down at Hostyle Jones who is cowering over Marley, sheilding her from Ol' Man Jones. Ol' Man Jones pulls the cigerette from his mouth, and flicks it at Hostyle Jones back. He then proceeds the reign blows across Hostyle Jones back...

Hostyle Jones wakes up drenched in sweat, his heart beating to an extreme rate. He looks over at Chalida who is now awake due to his tussling in the bed. He looks at her, and she looks back with a sorrowful look on her face. This happens often, so she already knows the nightmare.

Hostyle Jones hops up out of bed, and reaches around on his nightstand. He comes across his cell-phone, and then he picks it up. He dails a number and then puts it on speaker.

Cassidy Clay
Hello?

Hostyle Jones
Yo, Cass... is my sister there?

Cassidy Clay
Yeah, she's right here. Man, it's 2:15 in the morning... What's going on?

Hostyle Jones
Let me talk to her...

Cassidy Clay
Bro, she's asleep...

Hostyle Jones
Motherfucker, put my sister on the phone...

A sound of rustling blankets is heard, and a little bit of static. Then a voice is heard on the other end...

Marley Jones
Chris??

Hostyle Jones
Marley, I was just checking on you. I wasn't thinking right, but I'll be alright.

Marley Jones
Chris, get some sleep you sound stressed. You and Steel have a match this week, and something to prove!!

Hostyle Jones hung up the phone, and then laid back down in the bed next to Chalida. He began to rest his eyes, but it wasn't long before his cell-phone began to vibrate. He grabbed it from the night-stand, and answered it...

Hostyle Jones
Hello...

At first he didn't hear anything, then he could hear breathing. He listened for a second more...

Hostyle Jones
You just going to breathe in my ear??

Unknown
Hostyle... calling his little sister to make sure she's ok... Marley is... Ok... For now!!

Hostyle Jones
Listen, let's stop playing games!! You want to try to shit on me and family? You want to stalk my sister, and come around with this crazy freaky stalker shit?? I can't wait til I find out who you are!!

A click is heard, and Hostyle Jones knows that the person has hung up. Somebody was really starting to get to him. Hostyle Jones was building up a rage inside that he was going to unleash in his tag-team match at Battlegrounds.

Hostyle Jones had to find out who was stalking Marley. He had made a promise to protect her, and he was sincere to that promise. Angered he rolled over in bed and stared at Chalida, who was just getting comfortable once again. He rolled around once more and stared at the ceiling, watching the ceiling fan spin above head.



-BATTLEGROUNDS PROMO-

The promo opens up just hours before Battlegrounds. Hostyle Jones is in the HHR locker-roon awaiting Steel Angels arrivial. He is sitting on the locker-room bench, flicking a zippo, and eyeing the flame down. A black garbage bag sitting next to his feet. He looks up and begins to talk...

Hostyle Jones
Hello IWF Wrestling fans!! It seems James Shark and Dan Alexander are only hours away from going toe to toe with Steel Angel, and yours truly!! Now, there has been a lot of talking, and all I can say is at the end of the night we're going to see whos checks get cashed, and who's bounce!!

Hostyle Jones puts an evil grin across his face looking around the locker room. He then holds his head and grunts as if he's about to spaz out. This is most likely because he doesn't like the small talk or to play games, and Hostyle has been through his share of them in the past week. He looks up and stares directly into the camera...

Hostyle Jones
Let me just start by saying one thing... I did say all James Shark does is punch. You need a Bible to beat Hostyle Jones, and you're hands won't save you at Battlegrounds. As for your record, you can say I'm two and O... in the IWF, but in reality, I am a veteran!! I have been to countless federations, and I have been at the top. Tag team competition is not a weak-spot for me. You want me to prove it, and I'm going to do it, because unlike BIG MOUTH James Shark... I love to let my actions speak for me. I just love when a cocky guy who's had everything handed to him talks shit!! Most of all I love the look on their face after they find out just exactly how sick I am!!

Hostyle Jones
I love people like James Shark and Dan Alexander! They look at the new face, and they think it's going to be easy. As 'easy' as they say it's going to be, they have fear deep down in their hearts. FEAR AND ENVY!! I make grown men look like little babies, and I don't mean I toss them. I mean I break them, and I destroy them... smiling as I do so...

Hostyle Jones
James Shark made a comment about getting money? He also made a comment about sending people home in disappointment! Well much like a Twitter, I don't care much for people with money! Let's not talk bank account, and let's just talk about the disappointment part!! James Shark you are the biggest disappointment that the IWF has to offer. Stay confident, because when it comes time for you to be disappointed, it will be that much better. I'm not here for money! I'm not here for women! I'm not here for the camera. I am THE REAL BAD ASS, and I'm only here for one thing... To shatter dreams, and to break guys like you down.

Hostyle Jones
As for Dan Alexander?? I don't care about your pride story, and the relationship you have with James Shark. What I want is to see how bad you fold when you step into the ring with the Human Highlight Reels. You sit here, and you cry about how everyone is counting you out... FACE IT, YOU'RE THE FUCKING UNDERDOG!! People like James Shark and Dan Alexander love to relish their past. I might bring mine up, but I'm more about the now...

Hostyle Jones looks around...

Hostyle Jones
So, let's talk about the now. Steel Angel is the number one contender, NOW... Dan Alexander is nothing, NOW! James Shark is the IWF World Champion, NOW! Hostyle Jones is the new talked about face of the IWF, NOW!! Dan Alexander has yet to proove that he's not washed up... NOW! Don't get me wrong, I'm not overlooking you... YOU WILL RECEIVE THE SAME ASS-WHOOPING that we give James Shark!

Hostyle Jones
Now, not to go unnoticed, I heard Cody Taylor talking about what he had to say... blah, blah! Cody Taylor did not want this match, because he stared into the eyes of the Hostyle One, and crumbled in fear when we battled in the WEW! That is the real reason why, because he knows Hostyle Jones is one sick bastard, and he also knows that this match is not going to be pretty!! As far as him dick riding, and bigging James Shark up... dude, the only reason you hold gold in this federation is because James Shark carried you on your back!! We see when it came to unification time... YOU DROPPED THE FUCKING BALL!!

Hostyle Jones
With that, Battlegrounds is almost here fellas'. You can bring all the Twitter 'Internet nation followers, or all the drag queen cheerleaders like Cody Taylor!! In the end all I'm going to bring is three things... The number-one contender, my sadistic intentions... and this...

Hostyle Jones opens the bag he has sat down on the locker-room floor prior to the promo, and then pulls out that same rancid hand he has been carrying around for the past week...

Hostyle Jones
THE HAND OF GOD!! It is ready to claim it's fourth victim. The only thing is, will James Shark get the Hand Of God, or will it be Dan Alexander? Either way, someone is going to get it, and it's going to be the worst ase of it!! As I told you before, don't think of me as wrestler or a person... think of me as a SICKNESS. Battlegrounds is showtime, and the sickness will spread... THERE IS NO QUARINTINE!!

Hostyle Jones begins to laugh that evil monotone wicked laugh. The locker room door is heard as the camera pans to it. Steel Angel walks in, and looks at the camera, and then looks at Hostyle Jones.

Steel Angel
Whoa? Did I interupt something?

Hostyle looks at Steel Angel, and then lets out a slight laugh once more. He grabs at his head for a moment and then shakes it in frustration.

Hostyle Jones
No, you're just in time. I was just giving the IWF fans a little pre-warning for tonights match, telling them that this match is going to be explicit, and that if they had put their money on Sharky, they could possibly lose it here tonight?

Steel Angel smirks...

Steel Angel
That's good, because I actually got a few things to say!! Shark, let's not get things mixed up... I've said it once and I'll say it again! I am the only one you haven't fully layed out with you're little Ninja Turtle Swag-Out hook!! When you say you laid me out, you forgot to add, you laid me out... AND I GOT RIGHT BACK UP!!

Steel Angel
See, you feel like you're in Hostyle's head? You are small fish to this man... You need to try and be in my head!! I'm the one that's going to take that belt at Isolation! The way I see it... this right here is the ground-work!! This is going to set the tempo for when we meet at Isolation, and I'll be damned if HHR don't walk out without the upper hand tonight!! I'm tired of being Mr Nice Guy... So Shark, after May 27th you can just call me- MR TAKE YOUR TITLE!!

Steel Angel
See, I'm going to go back to those crazy ass days of Japan Deathmatches... Places like that where Hostyle Jones and I were raised. We truly are a dying breed. Dan Alexander, I didn't forget about you... You made a comment saying people weren't worried about you?

Steel Angel looks around the locker-room with a sarcastic look on his face...

Steel Angel
Should I be?? Had it been Cody Taylor on the opposite side of the ring I might be more worried? I'm the number one contender, and I didn't get there by chance, nor did I have anything handed to me... FUCK!! Everyone in the IWF has lost sight of how much of a threat STEEL ANGEL IS, screw Dan Alexander being a threat! With that I demand my respect, and if you don't give it to me... Hostyle Jones and I are going to have to take it!!

Steel Angel frowns, and looks over at Hostyle Jones who shakes his head.

Steel Angel
Somewhere along the way... Steel Angel lost his edge, but tonight on May 12th- Steel Angel is back. I'm bringing the latex gloves so I can hit Dan Alexander with The Claw Of God!! I'm going to bring out a side of me that has been hibernating for a very long time now! You are going to experience what you get when you mix pride with aggression!

Steel Angel looks over at Hostyle Jones, and then gives him a nod, as if to ask him if he has anything to add...

Hostyle Jones
It's time to put up of shut up!! It's time to put the IWF fans on the edge of their seats!! The wheels are turning in my sick mind, and I'm already looking forward to stepping in the ring with Mr. World Champ and "Mr. NOONE'S WORRIED ABOUT ME"!! Get ready, because it's going to get nastier then the Faces Of Death!!

Hostyle Jones walks over to the camera and puts his face close to the camera shaking it as his face touches the lense, smearing some of his facepaint across it... He begins laugh directly into the camera as the scene fades to black...