Alex Dillinger
Posts : 465
Join date : 2012-12-06
Age : 38
Location : Los Angeles, CA
 |  Subject: HE BRINGS HIS OWN DOOM  Tue Apr 09, 2013 5:12 pm | |
| Present Day Location: Tokyo, Japan ”HE BRINGS HIS OWN DOOM”It’s a real great night to be a stargazer. The moon hangs huge as every little start twinkles. The children’s song would make sense in this scene. It’s quiet, maybe a little too quiet. We open up to the beautiful skyline of Tokyo, Slowly panning in to the huge white bridge that stretches almost the entire skyline. It’s known as the Rainbow Bridge. We pan in and there we see an all black Dodge Charger sitting off to the shoulder. There two men stand. Well….
Sitting on the hood of the car is Sal Stetson or as IWF know him as Ace Static. Ace sits there in all black. Black Skinny Jeans, Black sleeveless shirt with a black sleeveless vest. Ace sits there looking at his phone. As pacing in front of him is Alex Dillinger or as the IWF faithful know him as Axle Vengeance. Axle is dressed exactly the same except he has a tight fitted sweatshirt on. Axle puffs on a cigarette stopping and looking at Ace.
”What the fuck Sal?? You sure you told him the “RAINBOW BRIDGE?” Or were you too busy making winky faces at Jay-C? Where is he!”
Axle kicks the gravel as Ace closes out of his phone and looks up. The hazard lights blink on and off.
”He will be here… Marshall is a idiot. He probably got lost trying to score some meth off a trans-”
Before Ace could finish, there we see the headlights to a KIA “who the fuck cares it’s a piece of shit”. The Kia stops and out steps Damien Drake. Reaching to the back of the car he grabs out several chains and handcuffs. Walking over to Axle and Ace, Damien tosses the chains down and lets out a sigh.
”You know how hard it is, to find chains in Tokyo.. I don’t speak this ching-chang shit. FUCK! Why are we here?”
Axle stops separating the chains and grabbing the handcuffs. He looks at Damien Drake.
”You’ll see it’s in the trunk of our car.”
Ace hops off the hood of the car looking off the bridge he begins to speak.
”We were on top of the world. What happened? We lost it. We got too fucking comfortable. Our egos grew and grew and grew until the weight was unbearable. Alex had to go to rehab. With him gone all of the weight crashed down onto my shoulders. I didn’t like myself anymore. I tried to fill my mind with drugs but it just wouldn’t stop. Alex I know, you hate what we’ve become. You fucking turned your back on me in that tag team match! Fed me to the dogs as a lesson. It opened my eyes and here we are. Alex you’re a brother to me. And tough love is all I needed.“
Axle approaches Damien Drake.
”WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN DAMIEN? Sal and myself can count the number of losses we’ve had on one hand. ONE FUCKING HAND!”
Axle holds his hand up looking at it. He rears his hand back slapping Damien Drake in the face.
”Our histories are full of classic matches and easily some of the best matches UECW has ever bared witness too let alone the entire sport of professional wrestling. We are the motherfucking greatest stars in this business. How does it feel to sit here and your biggest highlights are asking Tristan Moore to make you a fucking sandwich!”
”AND SHE DID ALL THE FUCKING WORK!”
Damien’s aggression grows as he shoves, Axle. Before Damien could pull his hands off Axle, AV nails him with handcuffs that were in his hand, as if they were brass knuckles. Damien crumbles to the ground. Axle and Ace pounce like wolves. The two begin stomping away at Damien Drake. Axle tosses Ace a set of handcuffs. Ace grabs Damien’s feet closing the cuff around his ankles. Axle continues taunting him, trying to get him to regain conscious with a few smacks to the face grabbing his cheeks squeezing them laughing all the while. Ace with two cinderblocks in hand tosses the one onto the chest Damien Drake and sets the one next to Damien’s head.
”RISE AND SHINE MARSHALL!!!”
Ace reaches into his pocket and grabs out two master locks. Holding them with both of his hands Ace begins to rain punches down onto Damien. The shots thud with every sound. Damien’s skull is beginning to look like a soup can that has fallen from the top shelf at the supermarket. All dented and discolored. Blood leaks out of his nose as Axle locks the cuffs on Damien’s arms. Positioning him like a puppet Axle begins to talk…
”I’m sorry guys. I just suck, I’ve always sucked. I just rode your coat tails.”
Ace and Axle laugh. Axle smashes Damien back down onto the pavement and begins whipping him like a dog with the huge chains Damien brought. Ace loops the chain through one of the cinderblocks, locking the chain into the handcuffs around his feet. With the other end, Ace attaches the padlock through the huge gauged ear of Damien Drake. Before he closes the lock he clasp the chain in. Attaching the chain with the cinderblock from Damien’s ear to feet. Doing the same with the other chain. Damien lays there knocked out…a bloody mess.
Ace and Axle smile.
Ace grabs, Damien’s feet and Axle grabs Damien’s shoulders the two grunt loudly as they pick him up. Resting him on the rail of bridge, Axle steps away and with one last kick he kicks Damien out of HFF sending him into the water below.
”Here we stand having laid rest to a man that screamed nothing but mediocrity. Simply sucking has been my motto and being the muscle for HFF has always been a punch line. Farewell Damien Drake you will NOT be missed. The once heavy anchor that had weighed HFF down keeping us stuck in neutral has been lifted and exposed of. Let us set sail on the destruction of IWF. Refocus our goals. Rekindle the fire that once burned from within. The revolution shall begin. IWF has been stuck suffering through a title reign by the likes of Griffin Hawkins a man that has no business in a ring. I apologize to everyone for being so blind for so long. Things will change and Ace Static and Axle Vengeance will be sure of it. Just as we disposed of Damien Drake we will dispose of IWF…”
”STAND UP! Everyone will stand up and rise. We will lead the revolution and everyone will follow. A sea of blood, chaos and destruction will come crashing down on IWF. Let the massacre begin…”
”Oh the blood… Oh the blood…”
“OH THE MASSACRE!” | |
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