Post by Night Rider on Jun 26, 2016 1:05:11 GMT -5
Okay, let's see. freezer Burn, Drax Durant, Denise D'Evil, and even the monster. Uh, former monster himself would be coming back. He wondered how many more would be willing to join forces with the darkest evil imaginable. It could get real interesting around here if say even such superstars as Brad Kane, or even Polar Phantasm or Jeff Purse himself. What would happen if they succumbed to the darkness inside them and joined? What if the almighty Odin came back and decided to join up and grace us with his knowledge. Hell, anything could happen. There were even others he had in mind to join. Even Teddy Blaze the current Peoples Champion would fit right in. It was time to make a stand AoDStyle!
Of course that wasn't going to happen. Or would it? You never know. No one thinks Night Rider has it in him. He can't lure the very best to the AoD. He tightened his grips in the weights as he felt his hands begin to sweat. He lay flat on the bench with a one hundred pound curl in each hand. Slowly he would bring each one up to meet in the middle of his massive chest before returning them slowly to their original position. He repeated this twenty times before turning over on his belly and doing twenty sets in that position. This was his routine every morning before a stint in the hot tub and a few laps in the pool. When he was in training anyway.
It was so good to be back home. It felt kind of empty without Denise with him. Something told him that was going to change. He just had this anxious feeling that she was going to show up. He didn't know where or when but it was going to be soon. He couldn't wait. He had dreamed about her for the seventh straight night now. He missed her so much. He knew though that sometimes there were things she had to take care of that he couldn't be a part of. He accepted that and waited for the moments when they would be reunited once again.
He dropped the weights and turned over on his back and stared at the clouds in the sky as his thoughts turned to his upcoming match. It was sure going to be interesting to say the least. Drax Durant and Freezer Burn were going to be AoD and Zombie McMorris was just Zombie McMorris. The dude was one of the toughest around and Night Rider knew that he would have to be at the top of his game to dethrone the Internet God!
Internet? What the fuck does he know about the Internet? He never was one of those twats who likes posting on twitter. He wasn't one to put his business out there like that. Fuck that! It was no one else's business what the fuck he did. he was only on the Internet long enough to go to the WCF website and see who was talking shit. He loved it when his opponents got on there and acted all big and tough and then when he gets them in the ring it's a different story. He knew it was only a matter of time before Freezer Burn got on there and said a few things. Hell, he expected him to. That was who Freezer Burn was. He liked to try and intimidate his opponents before the match to try and get them to pause at the wrong moment and make a mistake in the match. It was a nice old trick that a lot of the veterans were able to pull off.
He thought about what the Internet championship would mean to him and what it means to guys like Zombie McMorris. He really didn't give a shit about it. To him it was a lazy man's championship. He had better things to do with his time than spend it on a damn computer giving his fingers a workout. What kind of life was that? Internet chumpionship, that's what it really was. If he won the match and the title he'd pull out his dick right there and piss on the damn thing. To guys like Zombie McMorris that title means the world. He would probably die for that Internet chumpionship. Night Rider just wanted to win the match to kick some ass!
There was nothing he liked more that beating the fuck out of someone. What a rush it is as your fists pound their faces and the blood begins to flow. Just thinking about it now gave him a damn hard on! What he really wanted was for Seth to bring back the WCF World Tag Team Championship and he and Freezer Burn would join together to go after them. Then he would have won the belts three times with three different partners. What a fitting way for the Angels of Death to begin their final journey. This time it was for life.
He promised himself that when he got the Angels of Death together this time that it would be the last. This would be the one to last until the day he bids farewell to the WCF and wrestling for good, the day of his death. He didn't care if he was 70 and had to be taken to the ring in a wheelchair. He'd still get in there and kick some ass! This was his life, it was in his blood. He would do it for AoDsIcon, for Chris and her goblins and all of the original Angels of Death. He would do it for Kendrik 'The Juggernaut' Masters, For Terry Roberts, for Vengeance and all of those who were still AoD at heart. But most importantly, this time he was doing it for himself.
There was one thing that people still just cant seem to get through their heads. When you mess with the AoD or you get in our way then you lose. It's as simple as that. He stood up and walked over to where his cell phone was laying on a table and picked it up. After pushing in the speed dial number he waited for an answer.
Oblivion: Yeah?
Night Rider: Dude, we need to talk.
Oblivion: When and where?
Night Rider: How about the old lighthouse out on the pier? You remember the place? Meet me there in an hour.
Oblivion: I'll be there.
They hung up the phone. Night Rider headed for the shower to clean up and get ready. Twenty minutes later he was sitting at his dining room table rolling a couple of fat blunts before heading out the front door. The two of them went way back and Obi was one person that he could count on no matter what. If his plan was to succeed then he would need Oblivion to be a part of it.
The clear blue sky greeted him as he stepped outside and headed for the garage. He pressed a button on the side of the garage and the door began to open. He stepped inside and climbed onto his Night Rod special and fired it up. The door began to close automatically as he rode out and in no time he was on his way. It would be good talking to Obi again. He was sure that Obi would be able to see a mutual benefit in their joining forces. The Family was giving him a hard time and the AoD could step in and give him some assistance in the matter. It works for all involved.
Night Rider pulled out on the pier and followed the gravel path back to the lighthouse. When he got there Oblivion was already waiting for him.
Oblivion: What took you so long? I've been here for ten minutes already. What's on your mind?
Night Rider: I want you to come back to the Angels of Death.
Oblivion: Things are different now Rider. I'm not the same person. If I did, and I repeat. If I did. It would have to be under my conditions. I will think about it and we can have a meeting in the near future to discuss it further. I'll be in touch.
Night Rider: That's all I can ask for. I'm sure you see where it can be beneficial for both of us.
Night Rider turned and walked back down the gravel path to his ride. Suddenly he stopped when a black cat jumped from out of nowhere and stood by his side. The cat looked so familiar to him. He started to reach down and pet it when just as quickly as it appeared it was gone. Then a strange feeling came over him and somehow he knew he was not alone. He could feel her presence and knew that their long awaited reunion was about to happen, it was only a matter of time.
He sat on his seat and thought about the road he was about to travel. He knew the going wasn't going to be easy. Success only came from hard work and determination. It all comes down to who has the heart to go on when it seems like he can't go any longer. He will be able to reach deep down for that little extra something to push him over the top. That was why he would win the upcoming match.
Zombie McDumbfuck was nothing but a lazy bastard who couldn't wrestle his way out of a pile of shit. He was sure good at talking some shit though. That's why he has been able to hang on to that belt. He's all about the Internet. He won't be able to hide behind his computer when they stepped into that ring. His keyboard wouldn't be there to save his ass.
Drax Durant was as tough as they come but he wasn't quite bad enough yet to handle someone of Night Rider's caliber. Night Rider couldn't wait to take the guy under his wings and teach him a few of the dirty tricks he can use. The guy had some raw talent and could have a bright future. Then there's Freezer Burn. Good old Freezer Burn. Shit he hoped the guy wasn't going to fuck around and have a heart attack or something.
The guy just gets so fired up about everything. That can be good in a way but in the ring it can lead to mistakes. Something Freeze would have to get under control before it was his downfall. He had already told Freeze and Drax both that he didn't want them holding back at all. He wanted them to come at him with everything they had because he was definitely going to bring everything he had.
All he could say is it was going to be interesting. He couldn't wait to step into that ring. That's how it always was. In the ring he knew what he was doing and he knew he was damn good at doing it! There weren't many who could hang with him when he really put his heart into it. That's okay, they were all going to find out. They were all going to see. They were all going to learn that you just don't fuck with the Angel of Death!
