Post by Deleted on May 16, 2015 1:23:54 GMT -5
Chapter One: “Losin’ It”
Slam Live from the Arena Mexico in Mexico City, Mexico – May 3rd, 2015
Scene opens up near the conclusion of the Trios Tournament Match where Danny Anderson is teaming up with Caraid and facing the Vapor Kings, WHC Natural ICE Beckman, Joey Flash, and Zombie McMorris.
Zach Davis: Tag to Danny Anderson! ICE goes for Danny's head!!!
Freddy Whoa: Danny ducks! Back drop!
Danny quickly pulls ICE back to his feet, as he sets him up for Comatose. As Danny tries to start the maneuver, ICE slips his grasp, kicks Danny low, before he grabs him with...
Gravedigger: GOOD NIGHT!
Zach Davis: HANGOVER DDT!!!
Freddy Whoa: ICE for the pin! Zombie and Joey charging the ring!
1...
Zombie steps off of ICE, interrupting the count, but allowing for this sweet...
Gravedigger: DOVE KILLAH ON CONNOR!
ICE re-initiates a three-count, as Charlie falls victim to...
Zach Davis: PAIN IS LOVE ON CHARLIE!
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Gravedigger: Calm down, high speed! At least Charlie's going nowhere for awhile...
2...
Kickout!!!
ICE gets up, then grabs Danny Anderson by the ears, turning him over, as he fights for Danny's left arm. Danny fights back, as he hits ICE in the midsection, before getting hit from behind by Zombie. ICE grabs Danny by the head again, as Zombie picks up the feet of the struggling Danny Anderson, before hitting...
Zach Davis: ANOTHER HANGOVER DDT!
Gravedigger: WITH ASSISTANCE FROM ZOMBIE! COVER!!!
Referee breaks away from Flash who still has Charlie in a hold, as he counts out the legal Danny Anderson to the legal ICE Beckman...
1...
2...
3!!!
Freddy Whoa: WHOA! THE IMPERIUM TEAM ADVANCES!
The Vapor Kings celebrate with each other before leaving the ring and heading to the back. Connor and Charlie take a minute to catch their breath while Danny slaps the mat on the outside as frustration begins to overwhelm him. Danny then stands up and a sick smile begins to creep across his face.
Zach Davis: Uh oh. I don’t like the look of this…
Danny turns around and takes a running start before nailing a camera man with the Skullcrusher!
Freddy Whoa: WHOA! Danny just took out a cameraman with a single leg running knee to the face!
Gravedigger: And it doesn’t look like he’s done.
Danny looks over at the timekeeper and grabs him by the tie and reins him in and hits him with a huge right hand. The timekeeper collapses to the ground and Danny starts slapping him around prompting Charlie and Connor to exit the ring and try to stop Danny.
Zach Davis: And here comes Charlie and Connor to stop Danny from continuing his rampage!
Gravedigger: He’s just being a crybaby for losing Trios.
Connor is first to Danny and grabs Danny from behind. Danny freaks out and snaps kicking Connor and the gut and applies a side headlock setting up for Comatose.
Freddy Whoa: Danny Anderson is about to drive the head of his own partner into the ground! WHOA!
Charlie intervenes right before Danny drops down and separates Danny from Connor before he can do anything else.
Charles “Charlie” Anderson: That’s enough Danny!
Danny Anderson: It’s enough when I say it is! That’s twice this mothafukka has cost us a match, and this time cost us Trios! Where was he when I was getting double teamed? Huh no where!
Danny stares down Charlie before finally backing down and walking away to the back while referees and trainers come down the ramp to aid the cameraman and timekeeper.
Zach Davis: It seems we are seeing a bit of dissension in the DRG, Danny Anderson snapped on his fellow DRG brother.
Freddy Whoa: They haven’t gotten along ever since Danny joined the DRG. Those two simply do not just like each other.
Gravedigger: You wouldn’t see anything like that happen in MS-13 we are about being a familia.
The scene fades as Charlie and Connor look puzzled to what just happened.
Chapter Two: “Getting A Little Worked Up There Danny Boy”
Parque Nacional Cumbres Sierra Nevada – Outside Mexico City, Mexico – May, 4th, 2015
Scene opens up in the Parque Nacional Cumbres Sierra Nevada just outside Mexico City, Mexico where the Dark Riders Gang are camping out since every W-C-F show up until Asesinato De Mayo will be held in Mexico City. So the DRG doing what they can to save money for gas for the road and to be able to get beer of course.
Camera pans around and we see the likes of Charles “Charlie” Anderson, Konstantin “Connor” Noskov, Mikey eXtreme, and Bryan Payne drinking and cutting up. Everyone is just hanging out trying to relax a little before the upcoming Slam. Finally the camera rests on Danny Anderson who is drinking alone.
“Look at everyone...cutting up…having fun…enjoying themselves. I don’t see why they’re celebrating or anything…Charlie and Connor were knocked out of the first round of Trios along with myself so I personally don’t know how they are in such a good mood. Mikey wasn’t even used for Trios instead being thrown in a random Opener. Him I could understand being in an OK mood as he usually goes with the flow anyways. And Bryan hasn’t even had a match with W-C-F yet and is due to make his debut at the next Slam.”
Danny pours himself a double shot of whiskey and downs it.
“I still can’t get over what happened last week doe. I’ll admit I went into war with the VK’s knowing we could lose but I wasn’t expecting for it to go down the way it did. I figured men such as the Vapor Kings would at least have some degree of honor among them. I figured they were each man enough to fight their own battles. But instead our esteemed World Heavyweight Champion Natural ICE Beckman had to have assistance from that Coked Up Madman cracka Z-MAC to hit me with a SECOND Hangover DDT just to beat me.
Don’t get me wrong. I take pride at the fact that the WHC felt that I was the biggest threat to him that he would call upon his buddy to take me out. They had to come at me 2 on 1 just to get on my level. And then there was Joey Flash just sittin’ back jaw jacking while letting ICE and Z-MAC do all the work. But that’s fine. It’s OK. I’m sure this isn’t the last time Danny Anderson tangles with the Vapor Kings. I’m gon’ get mine. This ain’t ovah. You can believe dat.”
Danny takes another double shot of whiskey.
“Now I got to look forward to a Trio’s Losers cluster fuck match on the next Slam teaming up with Caraid against the other losers, The New Freebirds, Jimmy Wicked and BioWalker and the team of Louis Bartkowski, Lazer Johnson and Big Train. Wooooo…I’m so excited for this one. Lemme tell ya. Stuck in same cluster fuck while Thomas Bates, Gemini Battle, and “Gonzo” Deuce Murdock keep the dream alive of becoming the first ever Trios Champions as they face the rest of Imperium; Bobby Cairo, Kaz Mazy, and Odin Balfore.
I find it funny that T.U.B. has to put his newly won Television title on the line while Kaz is too scared to put up his United States title making this high stakes match even bigger. Because of this I may set my sights on the Crazy One after Trios is all said and done with. Maybe Kaz Mazy isn’t the best fit to represent the people of this Great Nation, well not this one since we’re in Mexico but you know what I mean, the United States of ‘Merica.”
Danny reaches into his DRG Vest and pulls out a pack of cigarettes and lights one up.
“Oh well I just need to get over this. Just shake it off and keep doin’ what I do. Keep fightin’. Keep scratching and clawing my way up the ladder here in W-C-F. On the next Slam Danny Anderson is going to stomp down to that ring and beat anyone’s ass who dare steps in my face. Whether it be Adam Young, Jimmy Wicked, or Big Train. You step up to me you gon’ get put on your ass. I’ve done hit rock bottom as the dream of becoming 1/3 Trios Champion and earning a future WHC shot is gone. I’ve got nowhere to go but back up. And that’s what I intend to do.”
Danny ashes his cigarette about that time DRG MC Nomad, “Gonzo” Deuce Murdock walks over and joins him for a drink.
Danny: Hey Gonzo, welcome to the Dark Riders Gang. Heard you’re our first Nomad.
Gonzo: Yeah that I am Danny, how are ya?
Danny pours yet another double shot of whiskey and takes the shot.
Danny: As you can see, pretty well.
Gonzo: Nah man you ain’t doing well, how much have you drunk anyways?
Danny: Not enough…
Danny takes a puff of his cigarette while Gonzo opens a Tecate beer.
Gonzo: So you still bummed out over losing to the Vapor Kings?
Danny: What’s it look like?
Gonzo: I told you that they were going to be a hard obstacle to overcome last week.
Danny: That you did…that you did…
Danny flicks his cigarette into some nearby tumbleweeds as Gonzo sips on his beer.
Gonzo: See what you need to do is go get you some Mary Jane and roll you a nice fat one, calm you’re nerves man.
Danny just looks at Gonzo like really?
Danny: I guess that’s a good idea.
Gonzo: Just trust me man…
Gonzo walks away and goes on the prowl for any fat bitch groupies that might be hanging around.
Chapter Three: “The Mission, Should You Choose To Accept It”
Classified Location – Somewhere in Mexico – Unknown Date
Scene opens as Danny walks into a bathroom, to see Gonzo sitting on the toilet, inserting a large needle into his midsection, the burn scars are visible on Gonzo as he performs this task. Danny, in shock, says...
Danny: DUDE! What the fuck are you doing?!
Gonzo looks up, a shocked look on his face, as he says...
Gonzo: THE FUCK, MAN! SEE THE SIZE OF THIS FUCKING NEEDLE? Its for my Addison's Disease.
Danny: Addison's Disease? The hell?
Gonzo: I have an adrenal gland issue. Reason why I had to take a break back in February. Technically not supposed to be wrestling.
Danny: Why?
Gonzo: Something about I can die in the ring, or some shit. I'm saying dying in the ring is a good a place as any to die. People die everyday, and sometimes in places they'd rather not be. At least in the ring, I can die happy. So can you turn around?
Danny: Oh, sorry. Hurry up, anyways. I gotta take a piss.
Danny turns, and Gonzo inserts the needle, a slight gasp can be heard as he injects himself. He pulls the needle out, and places it in a portable Sharps container Gonzo has on the floor next to him. Gonzo then gets to his feet and says...
Gonzo: All yours, man...
Danny: So how did you get those burns? The war?
Gonzo suddenly glares at Danny, as Gonzo says...
Gonzo: Yeah.
Danny: You ever think about war?
Gonzo: Do you ever think about prison?
Danny: I should know better to ask. I myself was in the military after all. I just don’t like to talk about it.
Gonzo: What branch were you in?
Danny: The Army.
Gonzo: Good choice, but most of my job in the military was finding lost Marines.
Danny: My job was Special Forces Sniper, my older brother Donnie taught me how to shoot and I followed in his footsteps into the military.
Danny and Gonzo share a chuckle, before Gonzo says...
Gonzo: Still needed that piss, right?
Danny: Yeah...
Gonzo: I'll leave you to it. I'm certain you don't need any of my assistance with that...
Danny: You got dat right.
Gonzo walks past Danny, medical kit and Sharps container in hands, as Danny stands in front of the toilet urinating.
Danny: So I heard you’re still doing work for the C-I-A and approached Bates about doing a job.
Gonzo: Yeah you heard right. We get a few drops to do that sort of thing.
Danny: That’s cool, do you need an extra hand?
Gonzo: Sure why not, you can watch TUB’s back, between you and me, I don’t know how he’ll do if things get too hairy. Don’t think he can take a human life if it comes down to it…
Danny: Meh it’s that Code he lives by, we each have our own things about us and that’s his.
Gonzo: Uh huh, well catch up with us later and we’ll talk more about it.
Gonzo leaves the bathroom and Danny finishes peeing, when he’s done he shakes it three times because any more you’re playing with it…flushes, and leaves as well. When Danny gets outside he sees Gonzo and Bates talking about the Mission and everyone is loading up their bikes with heroin with trackers and receiving their coordinates of where to dump them at certain points outside of Mexico City. Danny approaches Gonzo and Bates and they talk more about the Mission as the scene fades.
Chapter Four: “Mission: Impassable”
Classified Location – Somewhere in Mexico - Unknown Time
The scene opens up in a classified location somewhere in Mexico. The WCF Drone is in the air and is flying overhead following Thomas Uriel Bates, President of the Dark Riders Gang, racing across the Mexican desert with both saddlebags on his bike full of heroin as he is carrying out a mission for new DRG Nomad “Gonzo” Deuce Murdock.
He had never done anything like this before. This was all new to him; Bates had never been involved with drugs as he has tried to lead the Club on the straight and narrow path. Bates is now in enemy territory, a drug cartel tracking his location on his heels, and the Mexican police most likely in their pocket. This was not the best time for him to be alone; or so he thought. As the WCF Drone rounds a bend we see Danny Anderson perched underneath trees with an AI AX50 Sniper rifle as Bates rides to a rock formation and stops.
He dismounts, grabs his saddlebags and walks towards the formation. He starts to remover certain rocks, revealing a cavity. He stops, noticing something wrong. He spins around, just in time for a bullet to strike the rocks. Danny Anderson has shot the rocks in hopes of getting Bates’s attention who doesn’t register yet what is behind him, but knows is dangerous.
Bates jumps forward with both arms stretched out. His massive tackle catches not one, not two, but three attackers. While Danny fires a few rounds picking off a few more would be attackers trying to flank Bates who stays on top of one attacker, pounding him in the face several times, until the attacker no longer struggles. The other two attackers begin to stand, causing Bates to jump up, sending the point of his elbow right into the temple of another attacker, sending him down in a sickening motion. The third attacker pulls a knife and slashes Bates’ arm. Bates punches him in the gut, and shoves him into the rock formation. Bates cocks his right leg back, then sends it forward with a devastating front kick. Bates’ Boot lands on the attacker’s face with a sickening thud, pushing it into the rock formation. Blood bursts out, soaking the rock and Bates’ foot.
The massive figure known as Thomas Uriel Bates simply stands there. As Danny Anderson watches through the scope and sees the look of horror, of guilt, of pleasure, and of happiness upon Bates’s face. As Bates tries to soak in taking a human life, Danny is breaking down the gun and scales down the mountain. While Bates grabs the heroin from the saddlebags and drops it into the cavity in the rocks. He covers the cavity and looks back at the scene. The bodies of his three victims lay before him with a river of blood forming on the desert floor.
He steps back, and slowly turns towards his motorcycle. He keeps glancing over, as if making sure this wasn’t a dream, as if maybe hoping it was. His trance is interrupted by the chirping of his phone. Multiple chirps, multiple messages. He nods as he pushes a few buttons and brings the phone to his ear.
Thomas Uriel Bates: It’s done.
He hangs up; no more needs to be said. The mission had come to an end, the Club had fulfilled their part for God and Country, and Bates now had blood on his hands. Bates rides of into the Mexican desert a new man, having done something traumatic such as taking a human life. Before the scene can come to a close we see Danny arrive with shovel in hand to bury the bodies. About that time Danny’s older brother, Donnie appears out of no where.
Donnie Anderson: Tsk, tsk, tsk, look what you have gotten yourself into.
Danny Anderson: Donnie?! What the hell are you doing here bro?!
As Danny greets his brother who he hasn’t seen in awhile the sounds of a truck rolling up the hill to where they are.
Donnie Anderson: It looks like I’m saving your ass like usual.
Danny Anderson: Saving my ass? Psh don’t you know who trained me…
Donnie Anderson: Yeah me duh…haha enough chit chat we got some trouble comin’.
Danny Anderson: Trouble? Psh that’s what these fools are about to walk into.
Danny and Donnie split up and find spots to perch up while the reinforcements of the attackers Bates killed are on their way. When they are comfortable in their spots they pull out their AI AX50 Sniper rifles and wait. The truck comes to a stop and about 7 men pour out from the back. They survey the area and see the carnage left by Danny and TUB. After a few moments Donnie fires a round downing one of the attackers and a firefight ensues.
Bullets are flying everywhere as the attackers try taking out Donnie but he’s hidden to well and they don’t know where the shots are coming from. Soon Danny joins in firing off a couple of rounds taking out two. Then in the midst of this life or death battle, a game is played as Donnie and Danny try to one up each other. Donnie takes one out with a shot through the neck and Danny answers back with a headshot on another. Finally the firefight is over and more bodies are sprawled out all over the place and the ground is stained red.
Thinking it’s all clear Donnie is first to come out of his spot when suddenly he is grazed by a bullet by the driver of the truck who snuck out when the firefight started. Donnie aims his gun for the driver’s head but his gun jams. He throws his hands in the air acting like he’s surrendering giving Danny time to line up the shot. BOOM! The driver’s head explodes and blood covers Donnie. Danny then leaves his spot and meets up with his brother.
Danny Anderson: Heh things got hairy there for a sec huh?
Donnie Anderson: Nah nothing we couldn’t handle.
Danny Anderson: So…how did you know I was out here anyways?
Donnie Anderson: Your boy Deuce Murdock is good covering his tracks but I got a lead on what was going down and when I heard you we’re getting involved, I knew I had to come and check on you.
Danny Anderson: Well I’m fine, you didn’t have to come…
Donnie Anderson: Of course I did, you’re my little brother!
Donnie slaps the back of Danny in that way only big brothers can.
Danny Anderson: Ugh don’t remind me you were born first and are better at everything, I’ve heard it enough growing up.
Donnie Anderson: Aww don’t be like that, anyways, I’m not better at everything, you’re doing pretty good at this wrestling thing…
Danny Anderson: Thanks! I’m surprised to hear you admit that…
The scene fades and the two catch up talking about what’s Danny’s done since prison, starting his wrestling career and joining the Dark Riders Gang.
Chapter Five: “Time To Go Murk Some Unlucky Mofukkas”
Arena Mexico – Mexico City, Mexico – May 10, 2015
The scene opens up in the Arena Mexico in Mexico City, Mexico host of tonight’s Slam where Danny Anderson will be teaming up with Caraid going against the New Freebirds, the team of Jimmy Wicked and BioWalker and the team of Louis Bartkowski, Lazer Johnson, and Big Train. Danny is backstage somewhere with a camera set up to do a promo for WCF.com.
Danny is wearing a tank top, blue jeans, and black combat boots forgoing his usual DRG gear to come off as more serious.
Danny Anderson: It’s time to do this promo again and enlighten you all as to why I’m going to lead my team to victory in this cluster fuck of a match on the way to the 1-2-3.
“But first.”
Danny Anderson: Before I do, I wanted to address my loss to the Vapor Kings last week on Slam where the team of World Heavyweight Champion Natural ICE Beckman, Joey Flash, and Zombie McMorris beat me and Caraid and sent us packin’ from the first round of Trios empty-handed losing on the chance of making history becoming the first EVER Trios Champion.
That distinction. That making history. That’s all out the window now thanks to the Vapor Kings. But it’s fine. I’ll lick my wounds. And I’ll keep doing what I been doing for the last month since joining the W-C-F, I’m going to keep going down to that ring each and every week and fighting whoever Seth deems fit to put me against and I’m gonna give them e’r thing I got to the very fiber of my being to beat them and walk out the victory.
And while I lick my wounds and pull myself up out of this figurative hole, I’m going to sit back and watch the chaos unfold as the Vapor Kings eventually get slayed. I’m calling it now, the Vapor Kings will not win Trios. It’s just such a pity it’s not going to be by MY hands but it’s going to happen regardless. Whether it be by the hands of the Old Pantheon, the New Pantheon, the Defilers of Logic, the Black Sentinels, or the remainder of the newly formed super stable Imperium.
“Yes, the Vapor Kings are going to get what’s coming to them. They wanna fight the dishonorable fight and spit their jibbah jabbah about Conquering the Hate, then they shall die a dishonorable death as the mighty Vapor Kings get slayed and the Hate will still run rampant.”
Danny pauses as he grabs his neck trying to alleviate some pain from the pair of Hangover DDT’s that still bother him.
Danny Anderson: And now onto my current opponents this week. Looks like I’m stepping into the ring with Adam Young and his new goons of the week. Whose he got following him around this time? Jim and Jefferson Beam? I don’t get how Adam Young manages to convince people to follow his lead at anything. I mean this guy just plain SUCKS. I remember that one time where I made my debut for W-C-F and I teamed with Caraid against Adam Young, Jim Beam too I think and some Jefferson Davis guy and I beat them. I hit Comatose on Adam Young and covered him for my very first “W” here in the Dub.
And now history is shaping up to repeat itself. Now I get to go out there and beat Adam Young again. Or this time I can pin Jim Beam instead giving him the honor of being beat by me. Or how about his brother Jefferson. In fact to make it even better how about I stack all three of those pieces of shit on top of each other and pin them all in one fell swoop? ‘Cause we all know Adam Young and Beam’s don’t have any chance walking out of this match the winners. Especially since Adam is reduced to sitting around all day making meme’s and trolling the Internet boards. I mean didn’t we all see that when The New Freebirds were taken out of Trios with ease? The Boomcock Saints destroyed Adam Young and co in a matter of minutes. At least I made the Vapor Kings work to take me out…
“Good ole’ Adam Young, at least there’s one positive about this dude, even when he should hang up the boots and go home, he still tries…he still tries to make a name for himself in the Dub and even tries paying it forward by bringing in homeless bums off the street so they can make a name for themselves too, but we all know the bums he brings in are more interested in getting a hot plate of food and a place to sleep. And when they don’t meet Adam’s needs he casts them back out onto the streets and starts his process over again.”
Danny shakes his head, he still doesn't understand what really drives Adam Young but hey with him around to make you look good, what’s really there to complain about?
Danny Anderson: Then there’s Jimmy Wicked the typical hard-rocking party dog. Mullet flying, fingers flipping, beers a drinking kinda guy. Always looking for the next good time, never letting anyone get him down. Sounds like a fun outlook on life Wicked. Just coasting through life just looking for that good time. Too bad for you Jimmy this Sunday on Slam you won’t be having a good time as despite your best efforts this harder-rocking street dog will put you down. And after I do who knows maybe we could have a beer afterwards. Cause what I do to you in the ring is just business, I don’t see a reason why we can’t party it up out of the ring.
Even though, I gotta question Jimmy, what possessed you to team up with Biohazard and Tyler Walker for Trios? Everyone knows that they are just enhancement talent just like Adam Young and co. They are there to make us look good. I mean yeah Biohazard is some crazy luchador who spits out ooze and Tyler Walker aka “The Beast” is supposed to be some scary space wolf motherfucker. Yet these two have been at each other’s’ throat more than dominating the competition they’ve faced. I mean I lost track while watching the old tapes of these two, just how many times have they gotten together, broke up, got together back again, broke up again? Who knows and cares? Too many times to track. And now they are going around calling themselves the “true” Tagteam Champions and carry around toy belts they bought from W-C-F.com.
“There’s a reason why Jimmy Wicked and BioWalker didn’t last long in the Trios against the team of Johnny Reb, Marc Mayhem and Jay Omega, they just don’t have what it takes. They don’t have that spark. That itch to dominate. Instead they just like going around drinking beers, spitting ooze, or staring at their muscles in the mirror. And there’s no reason why me and Caraid can’t beat them just like the RebMayOmega did last week. While me and Caraid do love drinking beers, we also love this industry as we all train with Ian MacDonald to get better at this craft. We have that drive that will take us all the way. We strive to become better wrestlers and a more well-oiled team each passing week.”
Danny cracks his neck as he prepares to shoot on his final opponents.
Danny Anderson: Finally we are scrapin’ the barrel and are left with Louis Bartkowski, Lazer Johnson and Big Train. Yet another slew of enhancement’s talent but hey at least the fans will know who the real star is in this match and no I’m not talking about the bright multi-colored Lazer Johnson. Or the runt that is Louis Bartkowski. Or even the YooHoo drinking Big Train. No…they have all been put against me and Caraid so the W-C-F can see that we are better. That we belong in the upper midcard, at least! Not in this loser’s brawl with men like “The Cleveland Mad Man” who is nothing but a 40 year old pipsqueak…a midcarder at best…a guaranteed bathroom break, Lazer Johnson who is the perfect underdog…he has been wrestling since the mid 80's and has resurfaced in WCF after being out of action for ten years from a broken neck…well good for you Lazer but if you get in my way you’ll be going back out the door with another broken neck…, and the 6 foot 3, 265 pound YooHoo fueled Big Train, a muscle machine coming at us straight from the jungle.
Yawn…is this really what competition is to Seth? Does he really expect Danny Anderson…the man who has beaten a former United States Champion, who has gone toe-to-toe with the World Heavyweight Champion who has a former Television Champion and a former United States/Internet Champion by his side, to be afraid of the men in this loser’s brawl? That a runt like Louis Bartkowski has what it takes? Or that there’s enough YooHoo in the world for Big Train to consume to be able to beat me? Or that Lazer Johnson is going to defy the odds once again and defeat myself and Caraid?
Eh! EH! It ain’t gonna happen. This week I will return to my winning ways as Caraid and I band together as the well-team we are, not some randomly put together team…and defeat the scum that has been put in front of us. I’ve hit rock bottom after losing to Vapor Kings last week and I don’t plan on staying on bottom. I came to this company a month ago with the intention of going legit with the backing of the DRG and to climb the ladder becoming one of the greatest wrestlers in the W-C-F. And while I know it won’t be easy, I’m always up for the challenge. Cause no matter what…I still love the thrill of the fight.
“Too bad Louis Bartkowski, Lazer Johnson, and Big Train won’t be putting up much of a fight. Just like Thomas Bates, Gemini Battle, and Gonzo Murdock dismantled them taking them out of Trios, I’ll be following their footsteps as I lead Caraid to victory once again. It doesn’t matter who tries to stop us. We will be victorious. And once we are victorious people are going to notice that Danny Anderson and Caraid are some of the baddest motherfuckers in W-C-F and that Vapor Kings beating us doesn’t change a thing, we still gon’ come hawd at cha!”
Danny Anderson: Get ready boys we’re coming!
Danny hits a button on the camera stopping the recording and sends it into WCF.com as the scene fades out.
Chapter Six: “Just Got Done Bodyin’ Some Jobbahs“
Arena Mexico - Mexico City, Mexico – May 11th, 2015
Scene opens up on the Dark Rider’s Gang leaving the arena after yet another Slam. The WCF Chapter President Thomas Uriel Bates leading the way, his Vice President Charles “Charlie” Anderson and his Sergeant-at-Arms Konstantin “Connor” Noskov follow behind him. Nomad Chapter member “Gonzo” Deuce Murdock enters the tent as well, soon followed by other WCF Chapter members Mikey eXtreme, Danny Anderson, and now Gemini Battle.
Everyone is ecstatic on the success they achieved last night as Thomas Uriel Bates, “Gonzo” Deuce Murdock, and Gemini Battle advanced in Trios defeating Bobby Cairo, Kaz Mazy and Odin Balfore as they are one step closer to becoming the first-ever Trios Champions. Everyone except, Danny Anderson that is. Danny is still visibly bummed and going through the motions like it was shown in Danny’s match when he teamed up with Caraid against the New Freebirds, the team of Jimmy Wicked and BioWalker and the team of Louis Bartkowski, Lazer Johnson, and Big Train. Usually Danny is fired up and runs rampant during the matches doing what he does best, bringing the biggest fight he possibly can.
But last night, last night was different. One could tell Danny’s heart wasn’t in it. His head wasn’t in the game. And while his team did win the match, thanks to Connor, you could tell Danny could care less if they won or lost. It didn’t matter to him. Cause to him, nothing could fix the hole in the pit of his stomach. He lost in the first round of Trios and has begun doubting himself, doubting if he can stay on the straight and narrow, doubting if he’s anything more than Bates’ lackey. Danny’s uncle Charlie senses the struggle Danny is going through inside himself and proceeds to see if he can do anything.
Charles “Charlie” Anderson: Hey Danny, how are ya nephew?
Danny Anderson: Been better unc, I’ve been better…
Charles “Charlie” Anderson: Yeah I’ve noticed, look man you just got to get over it. Get your head back into the game. Get your focus back. I mean you’ve been on edge since we lost to the Vapor Kings.
Danny Anderson: It was a big loss! We lost our chances to etch our name into the history books and become the FIRST-EVER Trio’s Champions! I wanted me name in there.
Charles “Charlie” Anderson: I know you did kid, but things didn’t turn out the way we’d hoped. But that doesn’t give you the reason to be doing what you’re doing. I mean you almost attacked your fellow brother, you’re lucky TUB hasn’t come down on you for that…
Danny Anderson: TUB’s too busy with his new friends Gonzo and Gemini to know what I’ve done. After all he casts such a huge shadow over me so how could he see? If it’s not about him then he doesn’t care.
Charles “Charlie” Anderson: No you got it wrong. You’ve forgotten what the DRG is about. We aren’t a normal biker gang, we are all just a group of friends who enjoy each other’s company and have each other’s back in this crazy industry were in and ride together to and from every event. Bates is doing something good here!
Danny Anderson: If that was the case, where was Connor against the Vapor Kings? I don’t remember Connor having my back when I was laid out on my back after receiving not one, but TWO Hangover DDT’s. Where was Connor when I was getting pinned? I’m sorry unc but I don’t believe in this one for all, all for one mentality that Bates preaches to us.
Charles “Charlie” Anderson: That’s because you are bummed out man. And I don’t blame you, it was a big loss. But hey at least TUB, Gonzo, and Gemini are still in this thing. The DRG is on track to pull off a huge upset as TUB leads the DRG to victory becoming Trios Champions.
Danny Anderson: You mean when TUB, Gonzo, and Gemini pull off the upset, I mean hell Gonzo and Gemini wasn’t even members of the DRG at the time. Granted they are now but still.
Charles “Charlie” Anderson: Look I don’t know what else to tell you nephew. You just need to take a chill pill and get over it. We got the future to look forward to. We are just getting started Danny, we have plenty of time to etch our name in the history books. Just don’t lose faith in the DRG, it’s a good thing and can continue being a good thing for you.
Danny Anderson: Yeah I guess Charlie, whatever you say man. Looks like the rest of the Club is waiting on us, we’d better catch up. Good talk though…
Charles “Charlie” Anderson: Anytime nephew, just come to me whenever you have problems, or any of your other DRG brothers. That’s what we’re here for to support each other.
Danny nods as the two catch up to the rest of the Club and the scene fades out.
Chapter Seven: “Party Time”
Somewhere Outside Of Mexico City, Mexico – May 11th, 2015
Our scene opens to a mostly empty field, except for a few modern tents and one large Wall Tent. The celebration continues as the Dark Riders Gang drink and eat around a large campfire. The Club is present, as are several guests, mostly female. In addition to the guests, we can find Deuce Murdock who is smoking a joint while talking with Connor. There’s Charles “Charlie” Anderson and Danny Anderson talking to each other as Charlie tries to get whatever’s bothering Danny off his chest. Mikey eXtreme and Freakshow are drinking amongst themselves. And Thomas Uriel Bates is sitting on an oversized folding armchair dealing with the antics of Gemini Battle who is wearing a vest "Hello my Name is: PRESIDENT" on it. The DRG are celebrating Bates’ team’s advancement through Trios where Bates, Gonzo, and Gemini defeated one-half of Imperium.
One person who isn’t in a celebratory mood is one Danny Anderson. Danny has been in a sort of a funk lately after getting knocked out of the first round of Trios against the Vapor Kings. You could tell last week his head wasn’t in the match against the New Freebirds, the team of Jimmy Wicked and BioWalker, and the team of Louis Bartkowski, Lazer Johnson and Big Train. In what was a fairly quick match we saw Danny Anderson get thrown out of the ring after Adam Young thwarted Danny’s attempt going for the Kickstart (Curb Stomp) and Connor while Conner locked on the Face Rake Armbar on Lazer Johnson for the win.
Usually it had been Danny Anderson earning the victory for his team against his opponents having scored the fall in his debut match where he teamed up with Caraid against the New Freebirds and his match teaming with Dark Rider’s Gang President Thomas Uriel Bates and Mikey eXtreme against the random pairing of Occulo, Reginald Dampshaw III and Mystic where he scored the fall over then-United States Champion Occulo.
Maybe it was Danny’s match against the Vapor Kings in Trios a few weeks ago that was the straw that broke the camel’s back. Danny threw everything he had at the Vapor Kings and fought valiantly despite the deck stacked against him. But the Vapor Kings where too much for him to handle as Danny got dropped with not one, but two, Hangover DDT’s from the current World Heavyweight Champion Natural ICE Beckman who had assistance from former Internet and United States Champion Zombie McMorris. After taking the loss Danny overwhelmed with frustration attacked a cameraman, time keeper, and almost hit his Finisher on his own DRG brother Connor before Charles “Charlie” Anderson came for the save.
Now Danny has started distancing himself from the Club as thoughts are starting to creep in. Thoughts such as he is being engulfed by Bates’ shadow as the Big Man has had better success than him. Bates is the one who ended the career of Grime and rid the W-C-F of him on his route to becoming the Current W-C-F Television Champion. No doubt Danny would love to have been the one to take out Grime with whom he had been building to a match with as the two engaged in a Twitter war. But it wasn’t meant to be. Thomas Uriel Bates is the Champ, Danny knows this and has accepted it. Thoughts of why Bates decided to form a random team with Gonzo and Gemini who have had better success in Trios advancing to the semi-finals beating the likes of Bobby Cairo, Kaz Mazy, and Odin Balfore.
Jealousy…no envy runs through Danny’s veins as he sees the success of Bates and his team. Sure if Bates wins, the DRG wins by association but that isn’t enough for Danny. Danny wanted his name to be uttered in the same sentence of having beat the likes of Bobby Cairo, Kaz Mazy and Odin Balfore. He wanted to be the one to beat the Vapor Kings, Bates’ opponents this week. He wanted to be the first-ever Trios Champ. However it wasn’t meant to be, it wasn’t Danny’s time. So now he waits, he waits for Trios to be over whether or not his President leads his team to victory becoming Trios Champion. He bides his time mulling over what to do next. Maybe Danny will go for single’s gold. People’s….Internet…United States. Yeah the United States title since he’s the unofficial official number one contender after all.
But that’s in the future but for now Danny will do his part and support the Dark Rider’s Gang on their conquest for Trios Gold. For now Danny will play along and celebrate the success of the DRG as a whole. And when it’s the right time, he’ll strike. And strike he shall. Soon he will release all the pent up anger and frustration and when he does, oh it will be such a release.
The night continues on as DRG parties only like DRG can and the scene fades out on Danny off to the side speaking with some women that he was introduced to as the DRG try to do their brother a solid and get him back on the same page.
Chapter Eight: “Goin’ To The Chapel, And We’re Gonna…”
Parque Nacional Cumbres Sierra Nevada – Outside Mexico City, Mexico – May 13th, 2015
This scene opens thanks to a hidden camera, carefully placed somewhere within the massive canvas tent serving as the Dark Riders Gang’s Chapel. A large wooden table fills the centre of the tent, with eight chairs surrounding. Three are located on one side, four on the other. A lone chair sits at the head of the table.
The canvas doors open and we see the members of the Dark Riders Gang Motorcycle Club entering the tent. The WCF Chapter President Thomas Uriel Bates leading the way, his Vice President Charles “Charlie” Anderson and his Sergeant-at-Arms Konstantin “Connor” Noskov follow behind him. Nomad Chapter member “Gonzo” Deuce Murdock enters the tent as well, soon followed by other WCF Chapter members Mikey eXtreme, Danny Anderson, and now Gemini Battle.
Bates stands at the head of the table, about to take the chair. The other members find their seat, leaving one empty, presumably for Jackson “The Fenix” White. Thomas Bates pauses for a moment, and then turns to “Gonzo” Deuce Murdock.
Thomas Uriel Bates: Before we begin; Gonzo would you mind making sure no one is listening?
Deuce Murdock nods and pulls out a small object. The WCF Hidden Camera loses its feed, the camera officially cutting to static. We however, continue where we left off, as Church is about to begin.
Nearly everyone takes their seat, except for Gemini Battle who now stands at the head of the table, near Bates.
Gemini Battle: Alright gang, as your new leader I would like to lead you in prayer. ‘Sweet Malachi, professional bowling god, watch over us as we strike down the competition. Please spare us. Now and forever, Shaman!’ Now that’s out of the way, I’m going to turn the table over to your former leader... But still an alright guy... Thomas Urinal Bates.
Everyone simply looks strangely at Gemini. Danny seems highly unset, but Bates, Charlie, and Connor are laughing.
Charles “Charlie” Anderson: Alright, “Boss”, go ahead and have a seat, let’s let Tommy talk for a bit.
Bates chuckles a bit more as Gemini takes his seat. Bates bangs the gavel on the table.
Thomas Uriel Bates: Church is now open. Let us go ahead and get through the biggest thing on our minds lately; the mission in which Murdock’s “corporate” friends asked us to do. Gonzo, would you mind briefing us on the mission, in particular the results, updates, and chances of retaliation from this Cartel.
“Gonzo” Deuce Murdock: So far, the C-I-A has been able to capture and attain some information regarding the origin of the heroin. Some of it was destroyed in the process, but they’re suspecting that we jacked the dope. There’s also some information regarding an unreported encounter regarding three guys who look like they got hit with cannonballs.
Deuce Murdock stands, pulling his sunglasses off. The look of frustration in his face as he looks at everyone at the table, and Bates knows why.
“Gonzo” Deuce Murdock: Guys, if you don’t tell me what happens, we can’t get in front of shit when bad stuff goes down. I know I’m a very busy guy, but Jesus! I CAN MAKE TIME FOR THIS SHIT! I’ve been doing this my entire adult life! ALMOST as long as I’ve been wrestling. So if anybody has something to say to me, find me after Church. As for blowback from the Cartels, I highly doubt it, unless somebody saw something. Hence why you should have told me about destroying the drugs or the killings. But again, get with me after Church.
Bates pauses, his hand shaking slightly. He turns his eyes to Gonzo, connecting instantly.
Thomas Uriel Bates: Those three guys... that was me. I apologise for not getting with you sooner, but you need to understand something. Not all of us are C-I-A agents, or ex-military. Some of us...
Bates looks around the room, seeing the reaction of his Club. Some are shocked, some are indifferent. Charlie simply looks over at him with knowing eyes.
Thomas Uriel Bates: Some of us don’t quite know what we’re doing.
Charles “Charlie” Anderson: That’s alright boss. Give Gonzo the details after Church. We can talk later.
Bates turns and faces Charlie, and nods.
“Gonzo” Deuce Murdock: Alright. I didn’t want to call you out like that, but I understand. And I apologize for getting you guys into this shit. You guys did better than I expected, and for the most part, our part of the mission was a success. We just got to make sure there were no witnesses, and whoever managed to disable the trackers? We need samples.
Gemini Battle: Well my mission went precisely as planned so I’ll be expecting my payment. Small bills please. All ones, or possibly gold coins so I can swim in it like that evil Scrooge McDuck.
“Gonzo” Deuce Murdock: Saddlebags on your bike. Fifty and Hundred dollar bills. Buy your own damn coins. I still need to talk to you later. Same with you, President Bates.
Bates could see the frustration in Deuce’s eyes. Gonzo was a trained and experienced military man, some of the people at this table shared a similar path, but others did not.
Thomas Uriel Bates: Alright, we do have other agendas on the table, gentlemen. I do want to congratulate everyone on their win last Sunday. Danny, Charlie, Connor, great job. Charlie and Connor will be taking a short break from the show this weekend, as they help some more of Gonzo’s friends wrap a few things up, so we will miss them at Slam. Also, I want to congratulate Gemini and Gonzo on a hell of a win at Slam. No one believed we could do it, no one believed that we could put notches on our belts with the names “Kaz Mazy”, “Odin Balfore”, or “Bobby Cairo” on them. We did it though! Damn good job guys.
Now we’ve got some more matches coming up. Mikey is going up against Logan, and Danny is going up against that nutcase Katherine Phoenix. Logan and Katherine no-showed last Sunday, and swear they hate Mexico, so... y’all might actually have the week off too. Deuce, Gemini, and I are facing off against ICE Beckman, Zombie McMorris, and Joey Flash in the Trio’s Cup. Whoever wins this will face off against a version of Pantheon and has a chance to win the newest W-C-F Championship. So, good luck everyone, I know you can do it.
Mikey eXtreme: I hope Logan shows up, he would make a fine sacrifice. His broken body lying in the middle of the ring, the darkness will devour him.
Bates bangs the gavel, dismissing the Church. Danny is quick to leave the Chapel, nearly running out the door. The rest of the group follows at a slower pace. Bates and Gonzo stay seated at the table, waiting for everyone to leave.
Chapter Nine: “Getting To The Root Of The Problem“
Estudios Churubusco – Mexico City, Mexico – May 15th, 2015
Our scene opens to the film studio of Estudios Churubusco in Mexico City, Mexico. The stage is set with a grey and light blue curtain and two chairs. Occupying one chair is WCF Superstar and Member of the WCF Chapter of the Dark Riders Gang Motorcycle Club, Danny Anderson. Danny is dressed in blue jeans and a black shirt. He still isn’t reppin’ DRG gear. Sitting next to him is his childhood friend and new manager, Jason Dean. Dean is wearing a black suit.
Danny Anderson: Sup, Dannyiacs! This is W-C-F Superstar Danny Anderson comin’ at cha live over the WCF Network!
Jason Dean: Dannyiacs? Really Danny?
Danny Anderson: What? I like it! Dannyiacs…it flows off the tongue.
Jason Dean: Yeah I guess it does. Anyways, my name is Jason Dean and I am Danny Anderson’s new manager. After the recent events surrounding the Dark Riders Gang I have decided to actively manage Mr. Anderson instead of the mole that is The Manager.
Danny Anderson: The mole? What are you going on about Jason?
Jason Dean: You know damn well what I’m talking about, you know there is a conspiracy brewing within the DRG. It certainly isn’t one for all, all for one. Do you not feel like you are in Bates’s shadow compared to being his equal?
Danny Anderson: Well yeah, but that isn’t Bates’s fault, he doesn’t book the shows, Seth does.
Jason Dean: Doesn’t mean Bates’s isn’t in his ear asking for personal favors. I mean hasn’t he already had a World title shot, and ended up facing Grime for the Television title and not you.
Danny Anderson: Yeah. But again, Seth booked the matches, what’s TUB supposed to do? Not go out there and compete? He’d be a fool not too…
Jason Dean: And you’ll be a fool if you don’t realize that everything is really about making him look good, about progressing his career, you see, it’s all about that Bates, that Bates, no teammates.
Danny Anderson: Really, you just copied Gemini Battle dead on there…
Jason Dean: Whatever man, all I’m saying is you need to become your own man. Bates is holding you back.
Danny looks at Jason with an entranced look as if Jason is making absolute sense right now.
Jason Dean: And another thing, how do you feel about your esteemed President letting clowns into the group. I mean seriously…clowns.
Danny Anderson: I do get that, it seems like TUB is letting anybody in off the streets. From what I hear Gemini isn’t even is a bike aficionado so I think it may be time for me to lose my bike as well. Am getting tired of the two-wheels thing.
Jason Dean: What would you drive instead?
Danny lights up with a big smile.
Danny Anderson: A 1969 Dodge Charger.
Jason Dean: Nice! American Muscle baby!
Danny and Jason high five each other.
Danny Anderson: But for real though, I don’t agree with Bates sometimes but he’s the leader of the group. And it’s my job to follow him and have his back and the rest of my DRG brothers.
Jason Dean: But do any of them have your back? Or are you just blinding following them along?
Danny Anderson: They have my back of course. I mean sure Connor wasn’t there when we needed him against the Vapor Kings but Charlie was, Charlie fought his ass off just like me.
Jason Dean: Even though you were the one that ended up getting dropped on your head.
Danny Anderson: Don’t remind me…
Danny grabs his neck which is still bothering him two weeks later.
Danny Anderson: But that’s all in the past, I got the future to look forward to.
Jason Dean: Yeah, good point. You have a match against Katherine Phoenix this Sunday on Slam.
Danny Anderson: Man, I have to fight a girl? Really, it’s like Seth has a hat full of the worst match booking ideas ever and plays it as much as he drinks.
Jason Dean: What you scared of a girl?
Danny Anderson: Have you not seen this girl? She’s a crazy bitch! I’ve been seeing what she’s been doing to the likes of Logan, Marc Mayhem, Joey Flash, and even that hot redhead Celeste. She’s a nutcase!
Jason Dean: So what are you going to do about her?
Danny Anderson: I dunno man, I may just walk out the match. Bates doesn’t support man on woman violence so it may be better in the group sense to not face Katherine Phoenix this week.
Jason Dean: But then you’d lose…
Danny Anderson: It’s just a filler match anyways while Trios is still going on. Besides if Katherine can pull from a match, why can't I?
Jason looks down at his watch and cuts Danny off.
Jason Dean: Alright I think we’ve been on the air long enough. Might as well wrap this up.
Danny Anderson: You’re the boss, well, my manager…
Jason Dean: Boss still works…
Danny just stares at Jason.
Danny Anderson: Anyhow, yeah this Sunday I go one on one with Katherine Phoenix, and I guess the only for sure thing is that I’ll be there, I dunno bout wrestling her but I’ll show up.
Scene fades as Jason and Danny talk amongst themselves.
Chapter Ten: “Killing In The Name Of”
Arena Mexico – Mexico City, Mexico – May 17th, 2015
Scene opens up backstage of the Arena Mexico in Mexico City, Mexico host of tonight’s Slam. WCF Superstar Danny Anderson is standing in front of a WCF Backdrop. He’s wearing a black t-shirt with DA logo, blue jeans, and black combat boots and isn’t wearing any DRG gear.
Danny Anderson: What’s up Dannyiacs! It’s yo boy Danny F’n Anderson comin’ at cha live here in Mexico! I’m bringin’ yet another verbal beatdown before I head down the ring and do some good ole’ fashioned man on woman violence as I whup on that nutcase Katherine Phoenix. Man o’ man what did I do to get this match up? Like for real, Seth whatever I did I’m sorry. I’d rather face the Monster Oblivion than Katherine Phoenix.
Let me back that up so you can hear me again. I’d rather face the Monster Oblivion than Katherine “nutbag” Phoenix. At least Oblivion knows who he is. A friggin’ serial killer monster. Who knows what you get with Katherine…I mean isn’t she also this chick named Lilith who was just as crazy, if not crazier? She’s like the female Joey Flash trollin’ the Twitter feed in search of victims to prey on with utter psycho babble.
And the way she carries on about teddy bears. Oh my god. How could a person turn something that’s supposed to be cute to something so ugly? Teddy bear this, teddy bear that. We get it you like teddy bears and like to imagine you are the giant kid in the small world where e’r body is small and you like to make people your play toys. Getting them out once in a while playin’ make believe tryin’ to be someone other than the piece of crap you are.
Then after you get your fix you toss the toys back into the toy box when your slow ass eventually gets bored. Nah bitch, snap back to reality, this isn’t no muthafukkin’ teddy bear fun land up in hur’, this isn’t some fantasy, wake up bitch, this is the Wrestling Championship Federation, we aren’t third graders on the playground playin’ all those games an’ shit. No this is the real world, and in this real world it’s eat or beat eaten. Sink or swim. Do or die. It doesn’t matter how you spin it.
You step through that curtain you better bring you’re A-game or you’re gonna get knocked flat on your back. You better bring the fight. And that’s all you can do Katherine really if you think about it hard enough. You ain’t steppin’ in the ring with a teddy bear, you’re steppin’ into the ring with a grizzly bear. You got me so worked up with your crazy antics that I wanna tear your head of Katherine. Like take a chill pill sistah! You don’t have to be the way you are, you’re crazy, not stupid. But you wanna poke, poke, poke and now you getting’ the blowback. I’m going to tear your head off and there isn’t going to be any stuffing that comes out, actually who knows they say if you believe somethin’ so much it becomes true.
Maybe you are a teddy bear who just wants to be loved. You just want attention. You didn’t have many friends growing up so you mainly played by yourself playin’ make believe with a bunch of teddy bears to hide the one fact you don’t want to admit. You’re worthless. You’re wasting your time. Nobody wants you hear Katherine, and before you say it…Logan doesn’t matter anymore. He’s one of the go to for making jokes on what a joke he has become. Hell even Adam Young is more consistent than him. At least we know Adam Young has the fortitude to actually show up once in a while and not punk out when the goin’ gets tough.
Don’t even get me started on you wank asses for pullin’ out of Trios. Like really? Are you stupid? I mean seriously Katherine and Logan, what were ya’ll thinkin’ of wimping out on Trios? That’s what kills me. You guys squandered a golden opportunity that 24 people all fought over and are still fighting over. You see I fought and lost but it was an honorable fight. I went down to that ring being the rookie I am and I brought the fight to ICE Beckman, I brought the fight to Z-MAC, and I brought the fight to Joey Flash. It took not one, but two Hangover DDT’s by our WHC just to put me down.
How many people can say that? Usually ICE Beckman goes on a complete roll of destruction as he maintains an Icy grip over WCF rulin’ with a strong fist with Imperium by his side. ICE Beckman is the real deal and is definitely my greatest opponent thus far. See ICE is real to us, he doesn’t put up a front. What you see is what you get. Katherine, you on the hand, are a completely different matter entirely. You like to hind behind behind this crazy, demented soul who likes to live in fantasyland so you don’t have to cope with what is real life.
You resort to your defense mechanism of doin’ whatever you can to play mind games with someone to get them on your level. To hide what’s really there. Well Phoenix, I got news for you. It don’t work on me. You can’t bullshit a bull shitter. You’re little make believe game isn’t goin’ to work on me. Sorry to tell you I’m goin’ to wake you up from your dream with a little Comatose... And your not gonna know when it’s comin’ just that it’s inevitable, you can’t avoid it. You’re walkin’ into a fight and your not goin’ to walk out. The mere fact of you walking out of Trios is enough fuel to the fire that awaits you in that ring.
Katherine Phoenix, it sucks to be you tonight. I kinda feel sorry for you. Nah really I don’t, you brought this on yourself when you decided to play wrestling here in W-C-F. Sorry to tell you, PLAYTIME IS OVER!
Danny stares at the camera for a few moments emphasizing his point before he turns and walks away and the screen goes black.
Slam Live from the Arena Mexico in Mexico City, Mexico – May 3rd, 2015
Scene opens up near the conclusion of the Trios Tournament Match where Danny Anderson is teaming up with Caraid and facing the Vapor Kings, WHC Natural ICE Beckman, Joey Flash, and Zombie McMorris.
Zach Davis: Tag to Danny Anderson! ICE goes for Danny's head!!!
Freddy Whoa: Danny ducks! Back drop!
Danny quickly pulls ICE back to his feet, as he sets him up for Comatose. As Danny tries to start the maneuver, ICE slips his grasp, kicks Danny low, before he grabs him with...
Gravedigger: GOOD NIGHT!
Zach Davis: HANGOVER DDT!!!
Freddy Whoa: ICE for the pin! Zombie and Joey charging the ring!
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Zombie steps off of ICE, interrupting the count, but allowing for this sweet...
Gravedigger: DOVE KILLAH ON CONNOR!
ICE re-initiates a three-count, as Charlie falls victim to...
Zach Davis: PAIN IS LOVE ON CHARLIE!
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Gravedigger: Calm down, high speed! At least Charlie's going nowhere for awhile...
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Kickout!!!
ICE gets up, then grabs Danny Anderson by the ears, turning him over, as he fights for Danny's left arm. Danny fights back, as he hits ICE in the midsection, before getting hit from behind by Zombie. ICE grabs Danny by the head again, as Zombie picks up the feet of the struggling Danny Anderson, before hitting...
Zach Davis: ANOTHER HANGOVER DDT!
Gravedigger: WITH ASSISTANCE FROM ZOMBIE! COVER!!!
Referee breaks away from Flash who still has Charlie in a hold, as he counts out the legal Danny Anderson to the legal ICE Beckman...
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2...
3!!!
Freddy Whoa: WHOA! THE IMPERIUM TEAM ADVANCES!
The Vapor Kings celebrate with each other before leaving the ring and heading to the back. Connor and Charlie take a minute to catch their breath while Danny slaps the mat on the outside as frustration begins to overwhelm him. Danny then stands up and a sick smile begins to creep across his face.
Zach Davis: Uh oh. I don’t like the look of this…
Danny turns around and takes a running start before nailing a camera man with the Skullcrusher!
Freddy Whoa: WHOA! Danny just took out a cameraman with a single leg running knee to the face!
Gravedigger: And it doesn’t look like he’s done.
Danny looks over at the timekeeper and grabs him by the tie and reins him in and hits him with a huge right hand. The timekeeper collapses to the ground and Danny starts slapping him around prompting Charlie and Connor to exit the ring and try to stop Danny.
Zach Davis: And here comes Charlie and Connor to stop Danny from continuing his rampage!
Gravedigger: He’s just being a crybaby for losing Trios.
Connor is first to Danny and grabs Danny from behind. Danny freaks out and snaps kicking Connor and the gut and applies a side headlock setting up for Comatose.
Freddy Whoa: Danny Anderson is about to drive the head of his own partner into the ground! WHOA!
Charlie intervenes right before Danny drops down and separates Danny from Connor before he can do anything else.
Charles “Charlie” Anderson: That’s enough Danny!
Danny Anderson: It’s enough when I say it is! That’s twice this mothafukka has cost us a match, and this time cost us Trios! Where was he when I was getting double teamed? Huh no where!
Danny stares down Charlie before finally backing down and walking away to the back while referees and trainers come down the ramp to aid the cameraman and timekeeper.
Zach Davis: It seems we are seeing a bit of dissension in the DRG, Danny Anderson snapped on his fellow DRG brother.
Freddy Whoa: They haven’t gotten along ever since Danny joined the DRG. Those two simply do not just like each other.
Gravedigger: You wouldn’t see anything like that happen in MS-13 we are about being a familia.
The scene fades as Charlie and Connor look puzzled to what just happened.
Chapter Two: “Getting A Little Worked Up There Danny Boy”
Parque Nacional Cumbres Sierra Nevada – Outside Mexico City, Mexico – May, 4th, 2015
Scene opens up in the Parque Nacional Cumbres Sierra Nevada just outside Mexico City, Mexico where the Dark Riders Gang are camping out since every W-C-F show up until Asesinato De Mayo will be held in Mexico City. So the DRG doing what they can to save money for gas for the road and to be able to get beer of course.
Camera pans around and we see the likes of Charles “Charlie” Anderson, Konstantin “Connor” Noskov, Mikey eXtreme, and Bryan Payne drinking and cutting up. Everyone is just hanging out trying to relax a little before the upcoming Slam. Finally the camera rests on Danny Anderson who is drinking alone.
“Look at everyone...cutting up…having fun…enjoying themselves. I don’t see why they’re celebrating or anything…Charlie and Connor were knocked out of the first round of Trios along with myself so I personally don’t know how they are in such a good mood. Mikey wasn’t even used for Trios instead being thrown in a random Opener. Him I could understand being in an OK mood as he usually goes with the flow anyways. And Bryan hasn’t even had a match with W-C-F yet and is due to make his debut at the next Slam.”
Danny pours himself a double shot of whiskey and downs it.
“I still can’t get over what happened last week doe. I’ll admit I went into war with the VK’s knowing we could lose but I wasn’t expecting for it to go down the way it did. I figured men such as the Vapor Kings would at least have some degree of honor among them. I figured they were each man enough to fight their own battles. But instead our esteemed World Heavyweight Champion Natural ICE Beckman had to have assistance from that Coked Up Madman cracka Z-MAC to hit me with a SECOND Hangover DDT just to beat me.
Don’t get me wrong. I take pride at the fact that the WHC felt that I was the biggest threat to him that he would call upon his buddy to take me out. They had to come at me 2 on 1 just to get on my level. And then there was Joey Flash just sittin’ back jaw jacking while letting ICE and Z-MAC do all the work. But that’s fine. It’s OK. I’m sure this isn’t the last time Danny Anderson tangles with the Vapor Kings. I’m gon’ get mine. This ain’t ovah. You can believe dat.”
Danny takes another double shot of whiskey.
“Now I got to look forward to a Trio’s Losers cluster fuck match on the next Slam teaming up with Caraid against the other losers, The New Freebirds, Jimmy Wicked and BioWalker and the team of Louis Bartkowski, Lazer Johnson and Big Train. Wooooo…I’m so excited for this one. Lemme tell ya. Stuck in same cluster fuck while Thomas Bates, Gemini Battle, and “Gonzo” Deuce Murdock keep the dream alive of becoming the first ever Trios Champions as they face the rest of Imperium; Bobby Cairo, Kaz Mazy, and Odin Balfore.
I find it funny that T.U.B. has to put his newly won Television title on the line while Kaz is too scared to put up his United States title making this high stakes match even bigger. Because of this I may set my sights on the Crazy One after Trios is all said and done with. Maybe Kaz Mazy isn’t the best fit to represent the people of this Great Nation, well not this one since we’re in Mexico but you know what I mean, the United States of ‘Merica.”
Danny reaches into his DRG Vest and pulls out a pack of cigarettes and lights one up.
“Oh well I just need to get over this. Just shake it off and keep doin’ what I do. Keep fightin’. Keep scratching and clawing my way up the ladder here in W-C-F. On the next Slam Danny Anderson is going to stomp down to that ring and beat anyone’s ass who dare steps in my face. Whether it be Adam Young, Jimmy Wicked, or Big Train. You step up to me you gon’ get put on your ass. I’ve done hit rock bottom as the dream of becoming 1/3 Trios Champion and earning a future WHC shot is gone. I’ve got nowhere to go but back up. And that’s what I intend to do.”
Danny ashes his cigarette about that time DRG MC Nomad, “Gonzo” Deuce Murdock walks over and joins him for a drink.
Danny: Hey Gonzo, welcome to the Dark Riders Gang. Heard you’re our first Nomad.
Gonzo: Yeah that I am Danny, how are ya?
Danny pours yet another double shot of whiskey and takes the shot.
Danny: As you can see, pretty well.
Gonzo: Nah man you ain’t doing well, how much have you drunk anyways?
Danny: Not enough…
Danny takes a puff of his cigarette while Gonzo opens a Tecate beer.
Gonzo: So you still bummed out over losing to the Vapor Kings?
Danny: What’s it look like?
Gonzo: I told you that they were going to be a hard obstacle to overcome last week.
Danny: That you did…that you did…
Danny flicks his cigarette into some nearby tumbleweeds as Gonzo sips on his beer.
Gonzo: See what you need to do is go get you some Mary Jane and roll you a nice fat one, calm you’re nerves man.
Danny just looks at Gonzo like really?
Danny: I guess that’s a good idea.
Gonzo: Just trust me man…
Gonzo walks away and goes on the prowl for any fat bitch groupies that might be hanging around.
Chapter Three: “The Mission, Should You Choose To Accept It”
Classified Location – Somewhere in Mexico – Unknown Date
Scene opens as Danny walks into a bathroom, to see Gonzo sitting on the toilet, inserting a large needle into his midsection, the burn scars are visible on Gonzo as he performs this task. Danny, in shock, says...
Danny: DUDE! What the fuck are you doing?!
Gonzo looks up, a shocked look on his face, as he says...
Gonzo: THE FUCK, MAN! SEE THE SIZE OF THIS FUCKING NEEDLE? Its for my Addison's Disease.
Danny: Addison's Disease? The hell?
Gonzo: I have an adrenal gland issue. Reason why I had to take a break back in February. Technically not supposed to be wrestling.
Danny: Why?
Gonzo: Something about I can die in the ring, or some shit. I'm saying dying in the ring is a good a place as any to die. People die everyday, and sometimes in places they'd rather not be. At least in the ring, I can die happy. So can you turn around?
Danny: Oh, sorry. Hurry up, anyways. I gotta take a piss.
Danny turns, and Gonzo inserts the needle, a slight gasp can be heard as he injects himself. He pulls the needle out, and places it in a portable Sharps container Gonzo has on the floor next to him. Gonzo then gets to his feet and says...
Gonzo: All yours, man...
Danny: So how did you get those burns? The war?
Gonzo suddenly glares at Danny, as Gonzo says...
Gonzo: Yeah.
Danny: You ever think about war?
Gonzo: Do you ever think about prison?
Danny: I should know better to ask. I myself was in the military after all. I just don’t like to talk about it.
Gonzo: What branch were you in?
Danny: The Army.
Gonzo: Good choice, but most of my job in the military was finding lost Marines.
Danny: My job was Special Forces Sniper, my older brother Donnie taught me how to shoot and I followed in his footsteps into the military.
Danny and Gonzo share a chuckle, before Gonzo says...
Gonzo: Still needed that piss, right?
Danny: Yeah...
Gonzo: I'll leave you to it. I'm certain you don't need any of my assistance with that...
Danny: You got dat right.
Gonzo walks past Danny, medical kit and Sharps container in hands, as Danny stands in front of the toilet urinating.
Danny: So I heard you’re still doing work for the C-I-A and approached Bates about doing a job.
Gonzo: Yeah you heard right. We get a few drops to do that sort of thing.
Danny: That’s cool, do you need an extra hand?
Gonzo: Sure why not, you can watch TUB’s back, between you and me, I don’t know how he’ll do if things get too hairy. Don’t think he can take a human life if it comes down to it…
Danny: Meh it’s that Code he lives by, we each have our own things about us and that’s his.
Gonzo: Uh huh, well catch up with us later and we’ll talk more about it.
Gonzo leaves the bathroom and Danny finishes peeing, when he’s done he shakes it three times because any more you’re playing with it…flushes, and leaves as well. When Danny gets outside he sees Gonzo and Bates talking about the Mission and everyone is loading up their bikes with heroin with trackers and receiving their coordinates of where to dump them at certain points outside of Mexico City. Danny approaches Gonzo and Bates and they talk more about the Mission as the scene fades.
Chapter Four: “Mission: Impassable”
Classified Location – Somewhere in Mexico - Unknown Time
The scene opens up in a classified location somewhere in Mexico. The WCF Drone is in the air and is flying overhead following Thomas Uriel Bates, President of the Dark Riders Gang, racing across the Mexican desert with both saddlebags on his bike full of heroin as he is carrying out a mission for new DRG Nomad “Gonzo” Deuce Murdock.
He had never done anything like this before. This was all new to him; Bates had never been involved with drugs as he has tried to lead the Club on the straight and narrow path. Bates is now in enemy territory, a drug cartel tracking his location on his heels, and the Mexican police most likely in their pocket. This was not the best time for him to be alone; or so he thought. As the WCF Drone rounds a bend we see Danny Anderson perched underneath trees with an AI AX50 Sniper rifle as Bates rides to a rock formation and stops.
He dismounts, grabs his saddlebags and walks towards the formation. He starts to remover certain rocks, revealing a cavity. He stops, noticing something wrong. He spins around, just in time for a bullet to strike the rocks. Danny Anderson has shot the rocks in hopes of getting Bates’s attention who doesn’t register yet what is behind him, but knows is dangerous.
Bates jumps forward with both arms stretched out. His massive tackle catches not one, not two, but three attackers. While Danny fires a few rounds picking off a few more would be attackers trying to flank Bates who stays on top of one attacker, pounding him in the face several times, until the attacker no longer struggles. The other two attackers begin to stand, causing Bates to jump up, sending the point of his elbow right into the temple of another attacker, sending him down in a sickening motion. The third attacker pulls a knife and slashes Bates’ arm. Bates punches him in the gut, and shoves him into the rock formation. Bates cocks his right leg back, then sends it forward with a devastating front kick. Bates’ Boot lands on the attacker’s face with a sickening thud, pushing it into the rock formation. Blood bursts out, soaking the rock and Bates’ foot.
The massive figure known as Thomas Uriel Bates simply stands there. As Danny Anderson watches through the scope and sees the look of horror, of guilt, of pleasure, and of happiness upon Bates’s face. As Bates tries to soak in taking a human life, Danny is breaking down the gun and scales down the mountain. While Bates grabs the heroin from the saddlebags and drops it into the cavity in the rocks. He covers the cavity and looks back at the scene. The bodies of his three victims lay before him with a river of blood forming on the desert floor.
He steps back, and slowly turns towards his motorcycle. He keeps glancing over, as if making sure this wasn’t a dream, as if maybe hoping it was. His trance is interrupted by the chirping of his phone. Multiple chirps, multiple messages. He nods as he pushes a few buttons and brings the phone to his ear.
Thomas Uriel Bates: It’s done.
He hangs up; no more needs to be said. The mission had come to an end, the Club had fulfilled their part for God and Country, and Bates now had blood on his hands. Bates rides of into the Mexican desert a new man, having done something traumatic such as taking a human life. Before the scene can come to a close we see Danny arrive with shovel in hand to bury the bodies. About that time Danny’s older brother, Donnie appears out of no where.
Donnie Anderson: Tsk, tsk, tsk, look what you have gotten yourself into.
Danny Anderson: Donnie?! What the hell are you doing here bro?!
As Danny greets his brother who he hasn’t seen in awhile the sounds of a truck rolling up the hill to where they are.
Donnie Anderson: It looks like I’m saving your ass like usual.
Danny Anderson: Saving my ass? Psh don’t you know who trained me…
Donnie Anderson: Yeah me duh…haha enough chit chat we got some trouble comin’.
Danny Anderson: Trouble? Psh that’s what these fools are about to walk into.
Danny and Donnie split up and find spots to perch up while the reinforcements of the attackers Bates killed are on their way. When they are comfortable in their spots they pull out their AI AX50 Sniper rifles and wait. The truck comes to a stop and about 7 men pour out from the back. They survey the area and see the carnage left by Danny and TUB. After a few moments Donnie fires a round downing one of the attackers and a firefight ensues.
Bullets are flying everywhere as the attackers try taking out Donnie but he’s hidden to well and they don’t know where the shots are coming from. Soon Danny joins in firing off a couple of rounds taking out two. Then in the midst of this life or death battle, a game is played as Donnie and Danny try to one up each other. Donnie takes one out with a shot through the neck and Danny answers back with a headshot on another. Finally the firefight is over and more bodies are sprawled out all over the place and the ground is stained red.
Thinking it’s all clear Donnie is first to come out of his spot when suddenly he is grazed by a bullet by the driver of the truck who snuck out when the firefight started. Donnie aims his gun for the driver’s head but his gun jams. He throws his hands in the air acting like he’s surrendering giving Danny time to line up the shot. BOOM! The driver’s head explodes and blood covers Donnie. Danny then leaves his spot and meets up with his brother.
Danny Anderson: Heh things got hairy there for a sec huh?
Donnie Anderson: Nah nothing we couldn’t handle.
Danny Anderson: So…how did you know I was out here anyways?
Donnie Anderson: Your boy Deuce Murdock is good covering his tracks but I got a lead on what was going down and when I heard you we’re getting involved, I knew I had to come and check on you.
Danny Anderson: Well I’m fine, you didn’t have to come…
Donnie Anderson: Of course I did, you’re my little brother!
Donnie slaps the back of Danny in that way only big brothers can.
Danny Anderson: Ugh don’t remind me you were born first and are better at everything, I’ve heard it enough growing up.
Donnie Anderson: Aww don’t be like that, anyways, I’m not better at everything, you’re doing pretty good at this wrestling thing…
Danny Anderson: Thanks! I’m surprised to hear you admit that…
The scene fades and the two catch up talking about what’s Danny’s done since prison, starting his wrestling career and joining the Dark Riders Gang.
Chapter Five: “Time To Go Murk Some Unlucky Mofukkas”
Arena Mexico – Mexico City, Mexico – May 10, 2015
The scene opens up in the Arena Mexico in Mexico City, Mexico host of tonight’s Slam where Danny Anderson will be teaming up with Caraid going against the New Freebirds, the team of Jimmy Wicked and BioWalker and the team of Louis Bartkowski, Lazer Johnson, and Big Train. Danny is backstage somewhere with a camera set up to do a promo for WCF.com.
Danny is wearing a tank top, blue jeans, and black combat boots forgoing his usual DRG gear to come off as more serious.
Danny Anderson: It’s time to do this promo again and enlighten you all as to why I’m going to lead my team to victory in this cluster fuck of a match on the way to the 1-2-3.
“But first.”
Danny Anderson: Before I do, I wanted to address my loss to the Vapor Kings last week on Slam where the team of World Heavyweight Champion Natural ICE Beckman, Joey Flash, and Zombie McMorris beat me and Caraid and sent us packin’ from the first round of Trios empty-handed losing on the chance of making history becoming the first EVER Trios Champion.
That distinction. That making history. That’s all out the window now thanks to the Vapor Kings. But it’s fine. I’ll lick my wounds. And I’ll keep doing what I been doing for the last month since joining the W-C-F, I’m going to keep going down to that ring each and every week and fighting whoever Seth deems fit to put me against and I’m gonna give them e’r thing I got to the very fiber of my being to beat them and walk out the victory.
And while I lick my wounds and pull myself up out of this figurative hole, I’m going to sit back and watch the chaos unfold as the Vapor Kings eventually get slayed. I’m calling it now, the Vapor Kings will not win Trios. It’s just such a pity it’s not going to be by MY hands but it’s going to happen regardless. Whether it be by the hands of the Old Pantheon, the New Pantheon, the Defilers of Logic, the Black Sentinels, or the remainder of the newly formed super stable Imperium.
“Yes, the Vapor Kings are going to get what’s coming to them. They wanna fight the dishonorable fight and spit their jibbah jabbah about Conquering the Hate, then they shall die a dishonorable death as the mighty Vapor Kings get slayed and the Hate will still run rampant.”
Danny pauses as he grabs his neck trying to alleviate some pain from the pair of Hangover DDT’s that still bother him.
Danny Anderson: And now onto my current opponents this week. Looks like I’m stepping into the ring with Adam Young and his new goons of the week. Whose he got following him around this time? Jim and Jefferson Beam? I don’t get how Adam Young manages to convince people to follow his lead at anything. I mean this guy just plain SUCKS. I remember that one time where I made my debut for W-C-F and I teamed with Caraid against Adam Young, Jim Beam too I think and some Jefferson Davis guy and I beat them. I hit Comatose on Adam Young and covered him for my very first “W” here in the Dub.
And now history is shaping up to repeat itself. Now I get to go out there and beat Adam Young again. Or this time I can pin Jim Beam instead giving him the honor of being beat by me. Or how about his brother Jefferson. In fact to make it even better how about I stack all three of those pieces of shit on top of each other and pin them all in one fell swoop? ‘Cause we all know Adam Young and Beam’s don’t have any chance walking out of this match the winners. Especially since Adam is reduced to sitting around all day making meme’s and trolling the Internet boards. I mean didn’t we all see that when The New Freebirds were taken out of Trios with ease? The Boomcock Saints destroyed Adam Young and co in a matter of minutes. At least I made the Vapor Kings work to take me out…
“Good ole’ Adam Young, at least there’s one positive about this dude, even when he should hang up the boots and go home, he still tries…he still tries to make a name for himself in the Dub and even tries paying it forward by bringing in homeless bums off the street so they can make a name for themselves too, but we all know the bums he brings in are more interested in getting a hot plate of food and a place to sleep. And when they don’t meet Adam’s needs he casts them back out onto the streets and starts his process over again.”
Danny shakes his head, he still doesn't understand what really drives Adam Young but hey with him around to make you look good, what’s really there to complain about?
Danny Anderson: Then there’s Jimmy Wicked the typical hard-rocking party dog. Mullet flying, fingers flipping, beers a drinking kinda guy. Always looking for the next good time, never letting anyone get him down. Sounds like a fun outlook on life Wicked. Just coasting through life just looking for that good time. Too bad for you Jimmy this Sunday on Slam you won’t be having a good time as despite your best efforts this harder-rocking street dog will put you down. And after I do who knows maybe we could have a beer afterwards. Cause what I do to you in the ring is just business, I don’t see a reason why we can’t party it up out of the ring.
Even though, I gotta question Jimmy, what possessed you to team up with Biohazard and Tyler Walker for Trios? Everyone knows that they are just enhancement talent just like Adam Young and co. They are there to make us look good. I mean yeah Biohazard is some crazy luchador who spits out ooze and Tyler Walker aka “The Beast” is supposed to be some scary space wolf motherfucker. Yet these two have been at each other’s’ throat more than dominating the competition they’ve faced. I mean I lost track while watching the old tapes of these two, just how many times have they gotten together, broke up, got together back again, broke up again? Who knows and cares? Too many times to track. And now they are going around calling themselves the “true” Tagteam Champions and carry around toy belts they bought from W-C-F.com.
“There’s a reason why Jimmy Wicked and BioWalker didn’t last long in the Trios against the team of Johnny Reb, Marc Mayhem and Jay Omega, they just don’t have what it takes. They don’t have that spark. That itch to dominate. Instead they just like going around drinking beers, spitting ooze, or staring at their muscles in the mirror. And there’s no reason why me and Caraid can’t beat them just like the RebMayOmega did last week. While me and Caraid do love drinking beers, we also love this industry as we all train with Ian MacDonald to get better at this craft. We have that drive that will take us all the way. We strive to become better wrestlers and a more well-oiled team each passing week.”
Danny cracks his neck as he prepares to shoot on his final opponents.
Danny Anderson: Finally we are scrapin’ the barrel and are left with Louis Bartkowski, Lazer Johnson and Big Train. Yet another slew of enhancement’s talent but hey at least the fans will know who the real star is in this match and no I’m not talking about the bright multi-colored Lazer Johnson. Or the runt that is Louis Bartkowski. Or even the YooHoo drinking Big Train. No…they have all been put against me and Caraid so the W-C-F can see that we are better. That we belong in the upper midcard, at least! Not in this loser’s brawl with men like “The Cleveland Mad Man” who is nothing but a 40 year old pipsqueak…a midcarder at best…a guaranteed bathroom break, Lazer Johnson who is the perfect underdog…he has been wrestling since the mid 80's and has resurfaced in WCF after being out of action for ten years from a broken neck…well good for you Lazer but if you get in my way you’ll be going back out the door with another broken neck…, and the 6 foot 3, 265 pound YooHoo fueled Big Train, a muscle machine coming at us straight from the jungle.
Yawn…is this really what competition is to Seth? Does he really expect Danny Anderson…the man who has beaten a former United States Champion, who has gone toe-to-toe with the World Heavyweight Champion who has a former Television Champion and a former United States/Internet Champion by his side, to be afraid of the men in this loser’s brawl? That a runt like Louis Bartkowski has what it takes? Or that there’s enough YooHoo in the world for Big Train to consume to be able to beat me? Or that Lazer Johnson is going to defy the odds once again and defeat myself and Caraid?
Eh! EH! It ain’t gonna happen. This week I will return to my winning ways as Caraid and I band together as the well-team we are, not some randomly put together team…and defeat the scum that has been put in front of us. I’ve hit rock bottom after losing to Vapor Kings last week and I don’t plan on staying on bottom. I came to this company a month ago with the intention of going legit with the backing of the DRG and to climb the ladder becoming one of the greatest wrestlers in the W-C-F. And while I know it won’t be easy, I’m always up for the challenge. Cause no matter what…I still love the thrill of the fight.
“Too bad Louis Bartkowski, Lazer Johnson, and Big Train won’t be putting up much of a fight. Just like Thomas Bates, Gemini Battle, and Gonzo Murdock dismantled them taking them out of Trios, I’ll be following their footsteps as I lead Caraid to victory once again. It doesn’t matter who tries to stop us. We will be victorious. And once we are victorious people are going to notice that Danny Anderson and Caraid are some of the baddest motherfuckers in W-C-F and that Vapor Kings beating us doesn’t change a thing, we still gon’ come hawd at cha!”
Danny Anderson: Get ready boys we’re coming!
Danny hits a button on the camera stopping the recording and sends it into WCF.com as the scene fades out.
Chapter Six: “Just Got Done Bodyin’ Some Jobbahs“
Arena Mexico - Mexico City, Mexico – May 11th, 2015
Scene opens up on the Dark Rider’s Gang leaving the arena after yet another Slam. The WCF Chapter President Thomas Uriel Bates leading the way, his Vice President Charles “Charlie” Anderson and his Sergeant-at-Arms Konstantin “Connor” Noskov follow behind him. Nomad Chapter member “Gonzo” Deuce Murdock enters the tent as well, soon followed by other WCF Chapter members Mikey eXtreme, Danny Anderson, and now Gemini Battle.
Everyone is ecstatic on the success they achieved last night as Thomas Uriel Bates, “Gonzo” Deuce Murdock, and Gemini Battle advanced in Trios defeating Bobby Cairo, Kaz Mazy and Odin Balfore as they are one step closer to becoming the first-ever Trios Champions. Everyone except, Danny Anderson that is. Danny is still visibly bummed and going through the motions like it was shown in Danny’s match when he teamed up with Caraid against the New Freebirds, the team of Jimmy Wicked and BioWalker and the team of Louis Bartkowski, Lazer Johnson, and Big Train. Usually Danny is fired up and runs rampant during the matches doing what he does best, bringing the biggest fight he possibly can.
But last night, last night was different. One could tell Danny’s heart wasn’t in it. His head wasn’t in the game. And while his team did win the match, thanks to Connor, you could tell Danny could care less if they won or lost. It didn’t matter to him. Cause to him, nothing could fix the hole in the pit of his stomach. He lost in the first round of Trios and has begun doubting himself, doubting if he can stay on the straight and narrow, doubting if he’s anything more than Bates’ lackey. Danny’s uncle Charlie senses the struggle Danny is going through inside himself and proceeds to see if he can do anything.
Charles “Charlie” Anderson: Hey Danny, how are ya nephew?
Danny Anderson: Been better unc, I’ve been better…
Charles “Charlie” Anderson: Yeah I’ve noticed, look man you just got to get over it. Get your head back into the game. Get your focus back. I mean you’ve been on edge since we lost to the Vapor Kings.
Danny Anderson: It was a big loss! We lost our chances to etch our name into the history books and become the FIRST-EVER Trio’s Champions! I wanted me name in there.
Charles “Charlie” Anderson: I know you did kid, but things didn’t turn out the way we’d hoped. But that doesn’t give you the reason to be doing what you’re doing. I mean you almost attacked your fellow brother, you’re lucky TUB hasn’t come down on you for that…
Danny Anderson: TUB’s too busy with his new friends Gonzo and Gemini to know what I’ve done. After all he casts such a huge shadow over me so how could he see? If it’s not about him then he doesn’t care.
Charles “Charlie” Anderson: No you got it wrong. You’ve forgotten what the DRG is about. We aren’t a normal biker gang, we are all just a group of friends who enjoy each other’s company and have each other’s back in this crazy industry were in and ride together to and from every event. Bates is doing something good here!
Danny Anderson: If that was the case, where was Connor against the Vapor Kings? I don’t remember Connor having my back when I was laid out on my back after receiving not one, but TWO Hangover DDT’s. Where was Connor when I was getting pinned? I’m sorry unc but I don’t believe in this one for all, all for one mentality that Bates preaches to us.
Charles “Charlie” Anderson: That’s because you are bummed out man. And I don’t blame you, it was a big loss. But hey at least TUB, Gonzo, and Gemini are still in this thing. The DRG is on track to pull off a huge upset as TUB leads the DRG to victory becoming Trios Champions.
Danny Anderson: You mean when TUB, Gonzo, and Gemini pull off the upset, I mean hell Gonzo and Gemini wasn’t even members of the DRG at the time. Granted they are now but still.
Charles “Charlie” Anderson: Look I don’t know what else to tell you nephew. You just need to take a chill pill and get over it. We got the future to look forward to. We are just getting started Danny, we have plenty of time to etch our name in the history books. Just don’t lose faith in the DRG, it’s a good thing and can continue being a good thing for you.
Danny Anderson: Yeah I guess Charlie, whatever you say man. Looks like the rest of the Club is waiting on us, we’d better catch up. Good talk though…
Charles “Charlie” Anderson: Anytime nephew, just come to me whenever you have problems, or any of your other DRG brothers. That’s what we’re here for to support each other.
Danny nods as the two catch up to the rest of the Club and the scene fades out.
Chapter Seven: “Party Time”
Somewhere Outside Of Mexico City, Mexico – May 11th, 2015
Our scene opens to a mostly empty field, except for a few modern tents and one large Wall Tent. The celebration continues as the Dark Riders Gang drink and eat around a large campfire. The Club is present, as are several guests, mostly female. In addition to the guests, we can find Deuce Murdock who is smoking a joint while talking with Connor. There’s Charles “Charlie” Anderson and Danny Anderson talking to each other as Charlie tries to get whatever’s bothering Danny off his chest. Mikey eXtreme and Freakshow are drinking amongst themselves. And Thomas Uriel Bates is sitting on an oversized folding armchair dealing with the antics of Gemini Battle who is wearing a vest "Hello my Name is: PRESIDENT" on it. The DRG are celebrating Bates’ team’s advancement through Trios where Bates, Gonzo, and Gemini defeated one-half of Imperium.
One person who isn’t in a celebratory mood is one Danny Anderson. Danny has been in a sort of a funk lately after getting knocked out of the first round of Trios against the Vapor Kings. You could tell last week his head wasn’t in the match against the New Freebirds, the team of Jimmy Wicked and BioWalker, and the team of Louis Bartkowski, Lazer Johnson and Big Train. In what was a fairly quick match we saw Danny Anderson get thrown out of the ring after Adam Young thwarted Danny’s attempt going for the Kickstart (Curb Stomp) and Connor while Conner locked on the Face Rake Armbar on Lazer Johnson for the win.
Usually it had been Danny Anderson earning the victory for his team against his opponents having scored the fall in his debut match where he teamed up with Caraid against the New Freebirds and his match teaming with Dark Rider’s Gang President Thomas Uriel Bates and Mikey eXtreme against the random pairing of Occulo, Reginald Dampshaw III and Mystic where he scored the fall over then-United States Champion Occulo.
Maybe it was Danny’s match against the Vapor Kings in Trios a few weeks ago that was the straw that broke the camel’s back. Danny threw everything he had at the Vapor Kings and fought valiantly despite the deck stacked against him. But the Vapor Kings where too much for him to handle as Danny got dropped with not one, but two, Hangover DDT’s from the current World Heavyweight Champion Natural ICE Beckman who had assistance from former Internet and United States Champion Zombie McMorris. After taking the loss Danny overwhelmed with frustration attacked a cameraman, time keeper, and almost hit his Finisher on his own DRG brother Connor before Charles “Charlie” Anderson came for the save.
Now Danny has started distancing himself from the Club as thoughts are starting to creep in. Thoughts such as he is being engulfed by Bates’ shadow as the Big Man has had better success than him. Bates is the one who ended the career of Grime and rid the W-C-F of him on his route to becoming the Current W-C-F Television Champion. No doubt Danny would love to have been the one to take out Grime with whom he had been building to a match with as the two engaged in a Twitter war. But it wasn’t meant to be. Thomas Uriel Bates is the Champ, Danny knows this and has accepted it. Thoughts of why Bates decided to form a random team with Gonzo and Gemini who have had better success in Trios advancing to the semi-finals beating the likes of Bobby Cairo, Kaz Mazy, and Odin Balfore.
Jealousy…no envy runs through Danny’s veins as he sees the success of Bates and his team. Sure if Bates wins, the DRG wins by association but that isn’t enough for Danny. Danny wanted his name to be uttered in the same sentence of having beat the likes of Bobby Cairo, Kaz Mazy and Odin Balfore. He wanted to be the one to beat the Vapor Kings, Bates’ opponents this week. He wanted to be the first-ever Trios Champ. However it wasn’t meant to be, it wasn’t Danny’s time. So now he waits, he waits for Trios to be over whether or not his President leads his team to victory becoming Trios Champion. He bides his time mulling over what to do next. Maybe Danny will go for single’s gold. People’s….Internet…United States. Yeah the United States title since he’s the unofficial official number one contender after all.
But that’s in the future but for now Danny will do his part and support the Dark Rider’s Gang on their conquest for Trios Gold. For now Danny will play along and celebrate the success of the DRG as a whole. And when it’s the right time, he’ll strike. And strike he shall. Soon he will release all the pent up anger and frustration and when he does, oh it will be such a release.
The night continues on as DRG parties only like DRG can and the scene fades out on Danny off to the side speaking with some women that he was introduced to as the DRG try to do their brother a solid and get him back on the same page.
Chapter Eight: “Goin’ To The Chapel, And We’re Gonna…”
Parque Nacional Cumbres Sierra Nevada – Outside Mexico City, Mexico – May 13th, 2015
This scene opens thanks to a hidden camera, carefully placed somewhere within the massive canvas tent serving as the Dark Riders Gang’s Chapel. A large wooden table fills the centre of the tent, with eight chairs surrounding. Three are located on one side, four on the other. A lone chair sits at the head of the table.
The canvas doors open and we see the members of the Dark Riders Gang Motorcycle Club entering the tent. The WCF Chapter President Thomas Uriel Bates leading the way, his Vice President Charles “Charlie” Anderson and his Sergeant-at-Arms Konstantin “Connor” Noskov follow behind him. Nomad Chapter member “Gonzo” Deuce Murdock enters the tent as well, soon followed by other WCF Chapter members Mikey eXtreme, Danny Anderson, and now Gemini Battle.
Bates stands at the head of the table, about to take the chair. The other members find their seat, leaving one empty, presumably for Jackson “The Fenix” White. Thomas Bates pauses for a moment, and then turns to “Gonzo” Deuce Murdock.
Thomas Uriel Bates: Before we begin; Gonzo would you mind making sure no one is listening?
Deuce Murdock nods and pulls out a small object. The WCF Hidden Camera loses its feed, the camera officially cutting to static. We however, continue where we left off, as Church is about to begin.
Nearly everyone takes their seat, except for Gemini Battle who now stands at the head of the table, near Bates.
Gemini Battle: Alright gang, as your new leader I would like to lead you in prayer. ‘Sweet Malachi, professional bowling god, watch over us as we strike down the competition. Please spare us. Now and forever, Shaman!’ Now that’s out of the way, I’m going to turn the table over to your former leader... But still an alright guy... Thomas Urinal Bates.
Everyone simply looks strangely at Gemini. Danny seems highly unset, but Bates, Charlie, and Connor are laughing.
Charles “Charlie” Anderson: Alright, “Boss”, go ahead and have a seat, let’s let Tommy talk for a bit.
Bates chuckles a bit more as Gemini takes his seat. Bates bangs the gavel on the table.
Thomas Uriel Bates: Church is now open. Let us go ahead and get through the biggest thing on our minds lately; the mission in which Murdock’s “corporate” friends asked us to do. Gonzo, would you mind briefing us on the mission, in particular the results, updates, and chances of retaliation from this Cartel.
“Gonzo” Deuce Murdock: So far, the C-I-A has been able to capture and attain some information regarding the origin of the heroin. Some of it was destroyed in the process, but they’re suspecting that we jacked the dope. There’s also some information regarding an unreported encounter regarding three guys who look like they got hit with cannonballs.
Deuce Murdock stands, pulling his sunglasses off. The look of frustration in his face as he looks at everyone at the table, and Bates knows why.
“Gonzo” Deuce Murdock: Guys, if you don’t tell me what happens, we can’t get in front of shit when bad stuff goes down. I know I’m a very busy guy, but Jesus! I CAN MAKE TIME FOR THIS SHIT! I’ve been doing this my entire adult life! ALMOST as long as I’ve been wrestling. So if anybody has something to say to me, find me after Church. As for blowback from the Cartels, I highly doubt it, unless somebody saw something. Hence why you should have told me about destroying the drugs or the killings. But again, get with me after Church.
Bates pauses, his hand shaking slightly. He turns his eyes to Gonzo, connecting instantly.
Thomas Uriel Bates: Those three guys... that was me. I apologise for not getting with you sooner, but you need to understand something. Not all of us are C-I-A agents, or ex-military. Some of us...
Bates looks around the room, seeing the reaction of his Club. Some are shocked, some are indifferent. Charlie simply looks over at him with knowing eyes.
Thomas Uriel Bates: Some of us don’t quite know what we’re doing.
Charles “Charlie” Anderson: That’s alright boss. Give Gonzo the details after Church. We can talk later.
Bates turns and faces Charlie, and nods.
“Gonzo” Deuce Murdock: Alright. I didn’t want to call you out like that, but I understand. And I apologize for getting you guys into this shit. You guys did better than I expected, and for the most part, our part of the mission was a success. We just got to make sure there were no witnesses, and whoever managed to disable the trackers? We need samples.
Gemini Battle: Well my mission went precisely as planned so I’ll be expecting my payment. Small bills please. All ones, or possibly gold coins so I can swim in it like that evil Scrooge McDuck.
“Gonzo” Deuce Murdock: Saddlebags on your bike. Fifty and Hundred dollar bills. Buy your own damn coins. I still need to talk to you later. Same with you, President Bates.
Bates could see the frustration in Deuce’s eyes. Gonzo was a trained and experienced military man, some of the people at this table shared a similar path, but others did not.
Thomas Uriel Bates: Alright, we do have other agendas on the table, gentlemen. I do want to congratulate everyone on their win last Sunday. Danny, Charlie, Connor, great job. Charlie and Connor will be taking a short break from the show this weekend, as they help some more of Gonzo’s friends wrap a few things up, so we will miss them at Slam. Also, I want to congratulate Gemini and Gonzo on a hell of a win at Slam. No one believed we could do it, no one believed that we could put notches on our belts with the names “Kaz Mazy”, “Odin Balfore”, or “Bobby Cairo” on them. We did it though! Damn good job guys.
Now we’ve got some more matches coming up. Mikey is going up against Logan, and Danny is going up against that nutcase Katherine Phoenix. Logan and Katherine no-showed last Sunday, and swear they hate Mexico, so... y’all might actually have the week off too. Deuce, Gemini, and I are facing off against ICE Beckman, Zombie McMorris, and Joey Flash in the Trio’s Cup. Whoever wins this will face off against a version of Pantheon and has a chance to win the newest W-C-F Championship. So, good luck everyone, I know you can do it.
Mikey eXtreme: I hope Logan shows up, he would make a fine sacrifice. His broken body lying in the middle of the ring, the darkness will devour him.
Bates bangs the gavel, dismissing the Church. Danny is quick to leave the Chapel, nearly running out the door. The rest of the group follows at a slower pace. Bates and Gonzo stay seated at the table, waiting for everyone to leave.
Chapter Nine: “Getting To The Root Of The Problem“
Estudios Churubusco – Mexico City, Mexico – May 15th, 2015
Our scene opens to the film studio of Estudios Churubusco in Mexico City, Mexico. The stage is set with a grey and light blue curtain and two chairs. Occupying one chair is WCF Superstar and Member of the WCF Chapter of the Dark Riders Gang Motorcycle Club, Danny Anderson. Danny is dressed in blue jeans and a black shirt. He still isn’t reppin’ DRG gear. Sitting next to him is his childhood friend and new manager, Jason Dean. Dean is wearing a black suit.
Danny Anderson: Sup, Dannyiacs! This is W-C-F Superstar Danny Anderson comin’ at cha live over the WCF Network!
Jason Dean: Dannyiacs? Really Danny?
Danny Anderson: What? I like it! Dannyiacs…it flows off the tongue.
Jason Dean: Yeah I guess it does. Anyways, my name is Jason Dean and I am Danny Anderson’s new manager. After the recent events surrounding the Dark Riders Gang I have decided to actively manage Mr. Anderson instead of the mole that is The Manager.
Danny Anderson: The mole? What are you going on about Jason?
Jason Dean: You know damn well what I’m talking about, you know there is a conspiracy brewing within the DRG. It certainly isn’t one for all, all for one. Do you not feel like you are in Bates’s shadow compared to being his equal?
Danny Anderson: Well yeah, but that isn’t Bates’s fault, he doesn’t book the shows, Seth does.
Jason Dean: Doesn’t mean Bates’s isn’t in his ear asking for personal favors. I mean hasn’t he already had a World title shot, and ended up facing Grime for the Television title and not you.
Danny Anderson: Yeah. But again, Seth booked the matches, what’s TUB supposed to do? Not go out there and compete? He’d be a fool not too…
Jason Dean: And you’ll be a fool if you don’t realize that everything is really about making him look good, about progressing his career, you see, it’s all about that Bates, that Bates, no teammates.
Danny Anderson: Really, you just copied Gemini Battle dead on there…
Jason Dean: Whatever man, all I’m saying is you need to become your own man. Bates is holding you back.
Danny looks at Jason with an entranced look as if Jason is making absolute sense right now.
Jason Dean: And another thing, how do you feel about your esteemed President letting clowns into the group. I mean seriously…clowns.
Danny Anderson: I do get that, it seems like TUB is letting anybody in off the streets. From what I hear Gemini isn’t even is a bike aficionado so I think it may be time for me to lose my bike as well. Am getting tired of the two-wheels thing.
Jason Dean: What would you drive instead?
Danny lights up with a big smile.
Danny Anderson: A 1969 Dodge Charger.
Jason Dean: Nice! American Muscle baby!
Danny and Jason high five each other.
Danny Anderson: But for real though, I don’t agree with Bates sometimes but he’s the leader of the group. And it’s my job to follow him and have his back and the rest of my DRG brothers.
Jason Dean: But do any of them have your back? Or are you just blinding following them along?
Danny Anderson: They have my back of course. I mean sure Connor wasn’t there when we needed him against the Vapor Kings but Charlie was, Charlie fought his ass off just like me.
Jason Dean: Even though you were the one that ended up getting dropped on your head.
Danny Anderson: Don’t remind me…
Danny grabs his neck which is still bothering him two weeks later.
Danny Anderson: But that’s all in the past, I got the future to look forward to.
Jason Dean: Yeah, good point. You have a match against Katherine Phoenix this Sunday on Slam.
Danny Anderson: Man, I have to fight a girl? Really, it’s like Seth has a hat full of the worst match booking ideas ever and plays it as much as he drinks.
Jason Dean: What you scared of a girl?
Danny Anderson: Have you not seen this girl? She’s a crazy bitch! I’ve been seeing what she’s been doing to the likes of Logan, Marc Mayhem, Joey Flash, and even that hot redhead Celeste. She’s a nutcase!
Jason Dean: So what are you going to do about her?
Danny Anderson: I dunno man, I may just walk out the match. Bates doesn’t support man on woman violence so it may be better in the group sense to not face Katherine Phoenix this week.
Jason Dean: But then you’d lose…
Danny Anderson: It’s just a filler match anyways while Trios is still going on. Besides if Katherine can pull from a match, why can't I?
Jason looks down at his watch and cuts Danny off.
Jason Dean: Alright I think we’ve been on the air long enough. Might as well wrap this up.
Danny Anderson: You’re the boss, well, my manager…
Jason Dean: Boss still works…
Danny just stares at Jason.
Danny Anderson: Anyhow, yeah this Sunday I go one on one with Katherine Phoenix, and I guess the only for sure thing is that I’ll be there, I dunno bout wrestling her but I’ll show up.
Scene fades as Jason and Danny talk amongst themselves.
Chapter Ten: “Killing In The Name Of”
Arena Mexico – Mexico City, Mexico – May 17th, 2015
Scene opens up backstage of the Arena Mexico in Mexico City, Mexico host of tonight’s Slam. WCF Superstar Danny Anderson is standing in front of a WCF Backdrop. He’s wearing a black t-shirt with DA logo, blue jeans, and black combat boots and isn’t wearing any DRG gear.
Danny Anderson: What’s up Dannyiacs! It’s yo boy Danny F’n Anderson comin’ at cha live here in Mexico! I’m bringin’ yet another verbal beatdown before I head down the ring and do some good ole’ fashioned man on woman violence as I whup on that nutcase Katherine Phoenix. Man o’ man what did I do to get this match up? Like for real, Seth whatever I did I’m sorry. I’d rather face the Monster Oblivion than Katherine Phoenix.
Let me back that up so you can hear me again. I’d rather face the Monster Oblivion than Katherine “nutbag” Phoenix. At least Oblivion knows who he is. A friggin’ serial killer monster. Who knows what you get with Katherine…I mean isn’t she also this chick named Lilith who was just as crazy, if not crazier? She’s like the female Joey Flash trollin’ the Twitter feed in search of victims to prey on with utter psycho babble.
And the way she carries on about teddy bears. Oh my god. How could a person turn something that’s supposed to be cute to something so ugly? Teddy bear this, teddy bear that. We get it you like teddy bears and like to imagine you are the giant kid in the small world where e’r body is small and you like to make people your play toys. Getting them out once in a while playin’ make believe tryin’ to be someone other than the piece of crap you are.
Then after you get your fix you toss the toys back into the toy box when your slow ass eventually gets bored. Nah bitch, snap back to reality, this isn’t no muthafukkin’ teddy bear fun land up in hur’, this isn’t some fantasy, wake up bitch, this is the Wrestling Championship Federation, we aren’t third graders on the playground playin’ all those games an’ shit. No this is the real world, and in this real world it’s eat or beat eaten. Sink or swim. Do or die. It doesn’t matter how you spin it.
You step through that curtain you better bring you’re A-game or you’re gonna get knocked flat on your back. You better bring the fight. And that’s all you can do Katherine really if you think about it hard enough. You ain’t steppin’ in the ring with a teddy bear, you’re steppin’ into the ring with a grizzly bear. You got me so worked up with your crazy antics that I wanna tear your head of Katherine. Like take a chill pill sistah! You don’t have to be the way you are, you’re crazy, not stupid. But you wanna poke, poke, poke and now you getting’ the blowback. I’m going to tear your head off and there isn’t going to be any stuffing that comes out, actually who knows they say if you believe somethin’ so much it becomes true.
Maybe you are a teddy bear who just wants to be loved. You just want attention. You didn’t have many friends growing up so you mainly played by yourself playin’ make believe with a bunch of teddy bears to hide the one fact you don’t want to admit. You’re worthless. You’re wasting your time. Nobody wants you hear Katherine, and before you say it…Logan doesn’t matter anymore. He’s one of the go to for making jokes on what a joke he has become. Hell even Adam Young is more consistent than him. At least we know Adam Young has the fortitude to actually show up once in a while and not punk out when the goin’ gets tough.
Don’t even get me started on you wank asses for pullin’ out of Trios. Like really? Are you stupid? I mean seriously Katherine and Logan, what were ya’ll thinkin’ of wimping out on Trios? That’s what kills me. You guys squandered a golden opportunity that 24 people all fought over and are still fighting over. You see I fought and lost but it was an honorable fight. I went down to that ring being the rookie I am and I brought the fight to ICE Beckman, I brought the fight to Z-MAC, and I brought the fight to Joey Flash. It took not one, but two Hangover DDT’s by our WHC just to put me down.
How many people can say that? Usually ICE Beckman goes on a complete roll of destruction as he maintains an Icy grip over WCF rulin’ with a strong fist with Imperium by his side. ICE Beckman is the real deal and is definitely my greatest opponent thus far. See ICE is real to us, he doesn’t put up a front. What you see is what you get. Katherine, you on the hand, are a completely different matter entirely. You like to hind behind behind this crazy, demented soul who likes to live in fantasyland so you don’t have to cope with what is real life.
You resort to your defense mechanism of doin’ whatever you can to play mind games with someone to get them on your level. To hide what’s really there. Well Phoenix, I got news for you. It don’t work on me. You can’t bullshit a bull shitter. You’re little make believe game isn’t goin’ to work on me. Sorry to tell you I’m goin’ to wake you up from your dream with a little Comatose... And your not gonna know when it’s comin’ just that it’s inevitable, you can’t avoid it. You’re walkin’ into a fight and your not goin’ to walk out. The mere fact of you walking out of Trios is enough fuel to the fire that awaits you in that ring.
Katherine Phoenix, it sucks to be you tonight. I kinda feel sorry for you. Nah really I don’t, you brought this on yourself when you decided to play wrestling here in W-C-F. Sorry to tell you, PLAYTIME IS OVER!
Danny stares at the camera for a few moments emphasizing his point before he turns and walks away and the screen goes black.
