Sah'ta Thor [vs.] David Caid

Subject: Sah'ta Thor [vs.] David Caid Fri May 10, 2013 5:42 am

With the name of a Nordic God, how can Thor lose?

Subject: I am the Cure Sun May 12, 2013 11:37 am

~*~*~*~*~Anger Undone~*~*~*~*~

Wrestling was a strange business and there were times when two people who had no common bond other than the will to win were thrown into a tag team match. This is of course what had happened on Battlegrounds 71 and it seemed that the pre-match warnings had went unheeded. There would be time enough to rectify the betrayal that had occurred in that match but first they had to find Ace Static.

"Are you okay Master?"

Thor turns to look at the concerned form of his personal assistant, Paige. She could tell he was agitated about his loss a couple of hours earlier and know better than to try and push him. He had been silently fuming ever since he had left the arena and even the hours since the end of his match had done nothing to cool his smouldering rage.

"Yes I am fine."

His answer was clipped and practically toneless as he tried not to explode. He had been screwed over and now had the unpleasant task of planning out a way to pay back the slight. Yet, he couldn't sit in the New York area to do it either since he was expected in Sioux Falls the next morning and then in Las Vegas for a series business meetings.

"Master are you mad about your match?"

"What do you expect me to say Paige? Am I supposed to be all smiles and sunshine after being left alone out there by my tag team partner. If Ace "Lazybones" Static had actually shown up for our match we would have won. Hell, if he had shown up and we still lost then I wouldn't be as mad about getting my ass kicked throughout the entire match."

"Is there anything I can do to help Master?"

Thor takes a deep breath since he didn't want to snap at someone who didn't deserve his wrath. No he needed to find an outlet for his anger before he did something that would land him in jail. Oh how he wanted to reach out and make something bleed but he would have to wait.

"Paige unless you know where I can find Ace I would suggest you remain silent unless you want to be the recipient of my anger."

"Of course Master."

Paige's acceptance of his reply only serves to make Thor even angrier than he had been before. While he valued her company the calm acceptance of his reply made him snap.

"What the fuck is this Paige. Am I some object to be worshiped? Go and and keep up with your "Master this" and "Master that" but do it somewhere else. Or may you want me to give you the beating that Ace Static earned earlier tonight. If you really knew me Paige you would have shut up when I told you to."

There is a moment of stunned silence as Thor forces himself to fall silent before he said more that he didn't really mean.

"Calm down Uncle."

Thor's eyes narrow as he turns to look at Melfina with a glare.

"I don't remember anyone asking you Mel. Shut up or or I swear to god someone is going to get hurt."

In the wake of his angry outburst he suddenly gets up and walks out of the room before he can say anything else he would later regret. As the door to his hotel suite closes behind him the women share a concerned look wondering if they should follow after him.

~*~*~*~*~

THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! The sound of fists hitting a punching bag echoes through a near empty gym. Luckily it was one of the New York area Empire of Blood safe houses so no one was going bother him in his current state. He had already been attacking the punching bag for a good twenty minutes and it looked like he was going another twenty. Anyone watching him could easily see that he was worked up about something and that approaching him would only end up in injury.

"I would hate to be the recipient of that anger."

This interruption causes Thor to stop midswing and turn to look at the source of the voice. He grits his teeth a bit before taking a deep calming breath.

"Hello General, why am I not surprised to see you here."

This causes the General, a man of obvious Italian heritage, had salt and peppered black hair. He was wearing a black uniform that had no distinguishable insignia on it. He was a man who wore the aura of danger about him like a cloak.

"I have to admire your security measures Mr. Grant but you have to know I can be quite persuasive when I want something."

"What is it that you want this time General? How can I help our esteemed government tonight?"

The two men stare at each other in silence for a few minutes like dogs sizing up a new comer to their territory.

"Truth be told Mr. Grant the government doesn't need to know any more about our arrangement then it already does. No the jobs I have for you tonight will serve to benefit you and your agenda more than it will help the current administration."

"So what do I need to do?"

"I can see you are in no mood for idle chit chat. I have gotten word that there are couple of hothead revolutionary groups forming up in various parts of Africa. I need you to arrange for these groups to be silenced before they become too much more of a threat."

Thor just nods slightly as he looks between the General and the punching bag in such a way that made it clear he was debating the merits of hitting his guest.

"I understand, what do you want me to do about it other than order a few units of my men to deal with this. Or was there something else that you wanted to talk to be directly about General?"

Thor manages to make the last word come out just shy of a sneer as he stares intently at the other man. He knew there was more to the job then he was being told upfront but he wasn't in the mood to let the games continue.

"The Supernatural Research and Warfare Division has need of your special forces on these operations. You see the revolutionaries are just your cover to be in the area to recover several of my rogue agents."

"Why shouldn't I tell you to fuck off General?"

As Thor stood there he couldn't help but remember how this arrangement had started in the first place.

Sah'ta Thor was not happy to say the least, he had just gotten back into United States after his trip to Dublin for the last couple of days. It was late Thursday night and he had decided to lay over in New York until the next afternoon to allow his pilot a chance to sleep. Yet, it seemed that there were other forces in motion that wanted his time. His jet had landed and he had been greeted by a pair of Federal agents. Having no choice but to follow the agents he is lead to a secure meetign room where a man in a military uniform was seated waiting for him.

"Welcome Mr. Grant, I am glad to see that you are a reasonable man. I am General Spade of the Supernatural Research and Warfare Division. Let me assure you that if you don't agree to what I am about request of you I can and will make your life a living hell. Oh and if you refuse to do do what is requested of you I will personally see that you are arrested as a traitor to the United States. I know what you are capable of and what you have been doing the last seven years."

"So General what is is that I can do to help the United States that it's military can not?"

Thor watches as General Spade sits down and then opens a file while he stands there.[/color]

"Well for starters Mr. Grant you can explain to me why you have five thousand tanks scattered across the United states in selected warehouses? Or you could tell me why I have received word that you have outfitted a thousand fighter jets? Not that it matters in the end as I know where you have stationed each squadron. Keep in mind that there are those I in the military and government who want to lock you away for a long time. However, I have managed to convince these people that you can be of use to us. I have been watching you for a long time and know that you are doing what you think is right for the people which is where you come in. Your assets can be of assistance in a rather sticky situation that have found ourselves in."

"What sort of situation are you talking about General?"

"Well there is a political situation that needs a military solution. The United States would like to back a social revolution in Colombia but is unable to do anything officially. Your operation is exactly what we need to lend the help that the United States would like to send while maintaining its neutrality. Keep in mind that of course you could refuse to work with me but you know how that will end. Oh and just so you know if you are named a traitor the entirety of Imperial Enterprises will be seized."

Thor sighs knowing that he was stuck in this situation. He liked his wrestling career and knew that being labeled a traitor would not help him in any way. So he takes a deep breath and stands up.

"Well General it looks like I will be lending my support to the revolution. I will need details on what you want me to send down."

"Like I said I knew you were a reasonable man. All the information you need is in this file. Oh and Mr. Grant consider this the start of a long term contract with the United States Military. You may go now as I am aware that you need to be getting things set up before you get to Houston."

With that General Spade leaves the room as Thor grabs the file and starts to look through it. After a moment the two agents come to escort him to the hotel he was staying at. Once at the hotel Thor gets to his room and makes a quick call. A call that would assemble Empire of Blood's council. A meeting was set for the next evening when Thor got into Vegas. The call ends and Thor is left feeling like he was being used at that didn't make him feel in the least bit happy. But it sure beat being sent to Gitmo as traitor.

"Oh, come now Mr. Grant. I told you when we met almost twenty months ago what would happen if you didn't work with me. I heard they would love a man like you at Gitmo. I would hate to have to destroy everything you have built since then just because you are having a bad night."

Thor could only glare at General Spade for a few seconds before he lets out a sigh of exasperation. The truth was that he had built far too much since he had firse created the Empire of Blood to have it all fall apart because he pissed of the one man who knew what was doing. Besides there were millions of people who relied on the Imperial Enterprise for their survival.

"Point taken General. So what is so special about these rogue agents?"

"Without getting into details about classified operations the rogues were part of a top secret super soldier project. I would recommend that you send Leon's unit on at least one of these operations. Thought idly it might be best if you handle one of these targets yourself. That is if you can get out of the country for a couple of days without people noticing."

"I am not going to be able to slip out of the States for a while. I will have Leon take control of the situation. Would there be any way you could lend a few of your men to this? I would make sure it never linked back to you."

"You know I can't promise you anything right now Mr. Grant. However, I will see if I can get few volunteers who would be willing to take on this mission. I will be in touch once I find out what sort of willingness there is to this. Oh and congratulations on your big IWF Uprising Championship win."

With that General Spade turns and walks out of the room leaving Thor to mull over his words and the situation he now found himself in. He had to wonder what the General saw in him and admittedly was coming up blank in terms of an answer for that question. The conversation had pulled his thoughts away from his rage and forced him to calm down enough to think clearly. He looks back to the punching bag for a moment before leaving the gym to back to his suite and the round of apologies he was going to have to give.

~*~*~*~*~Respect?~*~*~*~*~

It had been a busy week filled with half a dozen flights across the United States all to work on several of the projects that he had outside of the wrestling world. Sure he had a been part of a pair of important business meetings that let him know what the state of the Imperial Enterprises.Yet, he also had to make a few visits to arrange for a clandestine mission to Africa for General Spade and the Supernatural Research and Warfare Division. To top it all off he had made a quick trip to check on one of the movie sets for the movie he was producing. In short, he had been graced with more than enough time to think about Battlegrounds and how he would get his payback. That time had allowed his anger to cool to the point where he wasn't on a hair trigger any more which was a good thing for those who had to be around him. Yet for the hecticness of his week he had still managed to find sometime to make it home to see his family.

"Daddy, are you going to make somebody bleed?"

"What makes you say that Isabella?"

Isabella was Thor's nine year old adopted daughter. Her Hispanic heritage definitely shined through in the way she carried herself with her long black hair cascading over the back and shoulders of the blue dress she was wearing. Isabella was wiser than her years would indicate, which was the result of the circumstance during which Thor had found her.

"Well your tag team partner didn't show up last week. Which means that he betrayed you which stands to reason that you will make him pay."

"Why do you think I will make him bleed?"

"Daddy, I know how much you hate being betrayed by anyone. You have destroyed Sujir for much the same thing. So how are you going to make Ace pay for leaving you to be beaten like you were."

She was right and that pained him slightly at the same time it filled him with a bit of pride. He shakes his head in amazement as he contemplates his answer carefully.

"Isabella, I don't know what I am going to do Ace yet, but first I have to find him. Now young lady, how are studies?"

Isabella makes a disgusted face at her adopted father before letting out a petulant sigh.

"They are going well."

Thor waits for her to expand upon the answer but after a moment it becomes clear that there was no further comments coming from her.

"Isabella, can you get the camera and meet me in the rose garden?"

Isabella runs off with a smile as Thor gets up and heads towards the outside, stopping only to grab something.

~*`~*~*~*~

A few moments later we see Sah'ta Thor sitting on a white marble bench in the center of a rose garden. Over his right shoulder rested the still bloodstained surface of the IWF Uprising Championship. The roses around him were of many colors and each vine was evidently heavily thorned.

"Welcome to Castle Thorn, the old family homestead that I brought over from its original resting place. It doesn't matter where we currently are because in the end that is unimportant. What is important is that I am a man who has who has done much with my career. I am a man who does not take kindly to being made a fool of. You can ask anyone who has known me for any length of time will tell you that I am a man who eventually gets what he wants. The IWF has seen a glimpse of this since I became a part of the roster, as evidenced by the title on my shoulder. Yet, I won't bore you with all the details of my plans for next year or so. No I have some other important issues that must be addressed before Battlegrounds."

He falls silent for before reaching out and taking hold of a rose vine. As the thorns dig into his hand a strangely savage smile crosses his lips. He pulls off the black and red streak rose and holds it in front of his face as the first drop of blood seeps down the stem. As it moves down the stem Thor starts to to laugh in amusement.

"I am sure you are wondering what this rose garden has to do with anything. To make a long story short this is a legacy to my first ex-wife. I have since taken over the garden as a means to keep me calm when I am at home but it also serves as a reminder to my past. Yet, not only does this garden remind me of the past it also foreshadows the future. You see I have already caused blood to be shed inside an IWF ring and I have every intention of making others bleed before my time is done. Now before last week I was still coming up with the identity of my next sacrifice.Yet, after the actions taken by one Ace Static last week I now have the name. I told him going into our tag team match that if he screwed me over there would be hell to pay. Well his refusal to come out and fight last week was the biggest way to screw me over. Now it can't be said that I am completely without mercy, Ace you have ONE chance at preventing me from using your body to send a message to the rest of the locker room. Ace if you leave the IWF and NEVER come back then I will not hunt you down like the mange ridden rat that you are. If you feel the need to stick around then know that I WILL break your bones and use your blood as polish to my IWF Uprising Championship."

Thor lets the rose drop from his hand before running his bleeding hand over the surface of the title on his shoulder. Once the entire faceplate was red with his blood Thor lowers his hand to his side.

"Now that I have taken care of that set of business I would like to point out that the Empire of Blood is in the IWF and we intend to stay. This week my friend Frank Finelli will be making his IWF debut and let me tell things will never be the same around here. Which is to say that I still have plans to invite a few select members but that will be an ongoing process. I have already approached at least one of you and am waiting for a reply before I more to the next candidate."

There is a pause as Thor smirks for a moment before he takes a deep breath.

"Which brings me to the matter of my next IWF match. It seems that for the third week in a row I will be facing the David Caid. A man who said that I had earned his respect before our tag match only to show just how much that meant when he jumped me the second I got into the ring. Well now the odds are even and I get to show him what I am capable of in a straight up one on one fight. We have all heard how Caid wants to destroy the IWF in some attempt to make the management notice him. Well Caid I hate to break it to you man but you are a legacy of the past. You have had your chance to make an impact in the ring and from what I have seen you are nothing but a zeppelin full of hot air. I know the fear that burn deep inside of you David because I have felt it. It is the fear of being forgotten and I know the insidious way it gnaws at your very soul. It is a cancer that feeds on your very sense of purpose. Oh I have known that feeling all too well during my career and trust me Caid when I say that I see all the signs of it oozing out your body. You have had two chances to date to make me irrelevant before I became something in the IWF. At Homecoming you didn't even make the final two in the battle royale and last week it was Corey Bull who pinned to end our match. Let's face it David, you say you are the virus that is going to destroy the IWF but all I see is a pathetic has been who has fallen prey to the illness of self doubt. You may not want to admit this Caid but I know you better than you think and come Battlegrounds I will show you that my star has only just begun to rise. It is okay though David because in the end I will make sure people never forget you or the role you played in my IWF career. Enjoy those last fleeting moments of misguided purpose because I will take all hope of your EVER seeing another IWF Championship from during our match. Remember this Caid, you may be the Plague but I am the cure."

With that Thor raises the IWF Uprising Championship high into the air as he stands there with a savagely serene smile on his face. With his other hand he makes he cut throat motion and the camera goes dark. The darkness lasts only for a moment before a video package hyping up Isolation begins to play.

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