Post by silverbaron on May 29, 2015 22:21:11 GMT -6
The Silver Baron had walked into the back of the Pleasure Dome, after coming from the gym from a workout. He was feeling more energized then he had been for a long time. In fact, he could feel himself properly merging with Oblivion. Everyone around noticed that he did seem a bit more aggressive, but to to much to the point where he would hurt anyone.
He would go into his office, and drop his gym bag on the floor, before he felt a tap on his shoulder. He turned around, and nearly ripped the arm off of whomever did so. But he reigned himself in before attacking, and smiled when he saw Craven there.
Silver Baron: Hey Craven.
Craven: Hey boss. You got a moment?
Silver Baron: Uhhh, sure. What's up?
Craven: Well there is somebody who has requested to see you. Fancy suite type guy, with alot of patience.
Silver Baron: Really? What could be going on?
Craven: I don't know. Anyways I'll lead you to him.
The Silver Baron nodded. He shut his office door, and followed Craven to the main floor, where right at the entrance, stood a well built man in a business suite, wearing aviator sunglasses.
Silver Baron: How can I help you sir?
The sharped dressed man flashed the Silver baron his ID, which showed him to be an agent, named Gunnerson
Agent Gunnerson: I'm Agent Gunnerson, CIA.
Silver Baron: Oh fuck!
Agent Gunnerson: Relax sir, you're not in any trouble. Matter of fact, you're probably doing alot of good, based on what I've heard, so no, this place isn't being shut down. But I do need you to come with me.
Silver Baron: What for?
Agent Gunnerson: I was asked to not give to many details. Only that you will comply, and that you will like the reason as to why.
Silver Baron: Oh really?
Agent Gunnerson: You're just going to have to trust me, Mr. Knight.
The Silver Baron sighed. He knew this was legitimate, as the Agent had known his last name. He nodded, agreeing to come with.
Silver Baron: Alright. But Agent or not, no funny business.
Agent Gunnerson: A threat like that could actually get you into trouble.
Silver Baron: Just making sure that we're clear, that's all. But, can you wait outside for just a minute?
Agent Gunnerson: Will do. Make it fast though.
The agent turned to the front door, and waited right there, looking at the Silver Baron. Craven had a surprised look on his face.
Craven: What the hell is that all about?
Silver Baron: I don't know. I hope nothing's wrong. But just in case, make sure there is nothing that those federal dolts can use against us here.
Craven: Yeah. I'll make sure this place is clean.
Silver baron: Oh and one last thing Craven.
The Silver Baron turned to Craven, looking at him right in the eye. He had a bit of a scowl on his face.
Silver Baron: I realize this might be coming a bit late after all that's happened, but listen up regardless. Isn't your job right now supposed to be...oh I don't know...head of security? Especially when were wresting? Well at least when you don't have a match?
Craven: Yeah. Is this about Jade?
Silver Baron: Fucken right it is. Not only is one of my best girls gone missing, but we all know that there are other chances others could go missing as well. And it seems that there is a culprit. It goes without saying, but you better fucken take care of Hunter and Artemis. Permanently if they are the ones who did take Jade. I don't care when or how, but sooner the better. And if they aren't, you will find, and do the same.
Craven: Of course. It was wrong what they did.
Silver Baron: Yeah, especially since hunter got a lucky shot in, he's gotten cocky. Either way, take care of this business, and as swift as possible. I want Jade back working here as soon as possible. If not, well....then I will personally take care of you, permanently!
Craven looked at the Silver Baron with a shocked expression. He knew there was nothing but truth in those words, and he had an idea what the silver Baron meant. He nodded, hoping to not incur that promise upon him. Seeing that craven got the message, the Silver Baron smiled, before he left the Pleasure Dome with agent Gunnerson.
Gunnerson drove the Silver Baron to an old warehouse on the outskirts in Vegas. It was about a half hour since they left the Pleasure Dome. The Silver Baron wasn't overly impressed.
Silver Baron: How...Cliche.
Agent Gunnerson: It's secluded and empty.
Silver Baron: My point exactly.
Agent Gunnerson: Just go in sir. Nothing to be afraid of.
Silver Baron: Whatever!
The two men stepped out of the car, and went into the warehouse. The silver baron looked around, and was surprised to see Marlena, and his older brother, Tyler,there as well.
Silver Baron: Mom? Ty? What's going on here?
Tyler: I have no idea man. Just this agent picked us up yesterday, got us a hotel room, but stressed no contact.
Marlena: This is really strange.
Silver Baron: Tell me about it. Well...
The Silver Baron turned around, to see that Gunnerson wasn't there. By now, the Silver Baron felt like he was being dicked around, and he kicked a pillar in rage.
Silver Baron: Okay what the fuck is going on here? This better be important!
It was then, that the three heard some footsteps from the other end of the warehouse. The footsteps kept getting louder, until somebody that the Silver Baron had recognized, was in plain view.
Silver Baron: Gutierrez? What's going on here? Were you forced to come here as well?
Gutierrez: No. I...Was actually the one who arranged this.
Tyler: Oh? And it involves this family?
Gutierrez: That's correct Tyler.
Marlena looked at Gutierrez with a rather curious look on her face. It was like she had recognized him. Gutierrez noticed that, and chuckled a bit.
Gutierrez: Baron. Do you remember what I said when we first met a few months back. About my family.
Silver Baron: Yeah, that you had gotten mixed up with the wrong people. What's this about?
Gutierrez: Well those people had been dealt with, thanks to a long amount of effort on my part, and of course, the CIA.
Marlena: Why would that have to do with...
Marlena stopped her train of thought, almost as if shocked about what she had come to think. Both her sons looked at her with curiosity.
Gutierrez: The truth is...Gutierrez is not my real name. Only a name I adopted to infiltrate. Cousin who I actually looked similar to really. Still used it when I was done, as I was not ready for what needed to be done. But now's as good as time as ever. My real name...is Dannie Alvaraz.
The three gasped in shocked at what they just heard. They knew it couldn't be true. Because Dannie Alvaraz to them, at lest they thought, was dead.
Silver Baron: What the fuck you talking about?
Dannie: It's simple Vega. I am your father, and I am very much alive.
Tyler's look shifted into an angry one. He got up, and rushed at Dannie, only to have the silver baron block him.
Tyler: LET ME GO VEGA!
Silver Baron: Sit the fuck down Ty!
Tyler had a look at his brother's face and reluctantly complied. Dannie approached them a bit closer. Marlena was practically frozen in shock.
Marlena: That's...impossible. Dannie...He died in a drunk car accident.
Dannie: Cover up. Afterall, the accident did have flaming wreckage sunk into water.
Tyler: I...I knew it. I knew it was strange, even after twenty three years. You asshole!
Dannie: Do you really think I wanted to go and immerse myself in that world? Naw. I did it to protect you three. Mi famillia.
The Silver Baron had a bit of a neutral look on his face as they talked. Suddenly, almost out of nowhere, he began to smirk, then chuckle.
Silver Baron: How do we even know you're telling the truth?
Dannie: You'll...Just have to trust me.
Silver Baron: Nice try. My father did die in that wreckage. We saw the burnt up body, and even got the DNA match on it.
Dannie: All part of the cover up.
The Silver Baron continued to chuckle, which had gotten both Tyler and Marlena bit concerned. Concerned that Oblivion was the one talking.
Silver Baron: My father huh? Still alive. So having us believe you were dead for over twenty fucken years eh? Hmm. Well looks like this family has gotten hit with a massive zinger.
The Silver Baron chuckled, before doing the rimshot sound. Marelna got up, and stood beside her chuckling son.
Marlena: I want proof.
Dannie: I thought you would say that, Mi Hermosa Reina.
Marlena's expression softened a bit. She was more inclined to believe what she was being told now due to only one person every calling her Beautiful Queen in Spanish. Gunnerson had come back with a small tube device.
Agent Gunnerson: Need the quick DNA test?
Dannie: Yeah. This is a quick and accurate one to identify people and family. Not known to the public yet of course. Vega. Can you come forward.
The Silver Baron scowled, but complied. Both he and Dannie stuck a finger into each end. Both felt a prick, as some blood flowed into the device. They removed their fingers. After a minute, the device beeped.
Agent Gunnerson: And we have a match.
Dannie: Believe me now guys?
Marelna slowly nodded. Tyler did the same, but he was ready to pounce on Dannie. The Silver Baron however, began to chuckle again. Dannie moved forward, approaching Marlena. When he was at close range, she slapped him extremely hard, that is almost caused him to tumble over.
Dannie: Can't say I didn't deserve that one.
Silver Baron: You sure it's just that?
Dannie turned towards the Silver Baron, who punched him across the face, before he grabbed Dannie, and tossed him into the ground, very hard.
Gunnerson was about to attack the Silver Baron, but Dannie held up his hand, telling him to stop.
Dannie: Go. Thanks for bringing them here, but just go. You're no longer needed. Just....Make sure that those two stay for free.
Gunnerson sighed, before nodding. He promptly left the warehouse. Dannie slowly tried to get up, only to have the Silver Baron strike his knee across his father's face. The Silver Baron then sat down on top of Dannie, and began to wail on his face.
Silver Baron: Twenty three years. TWENTY THREE YEARS! You were alive all this fucken time?! WHERE WERE YOU WHEN WE...WHEN I NEEDED YOU THE MOST?!
Dannie: I'm...I'm so sorry.
The Silver Baron kept punching away at Dannie for a few more seconds. He then got up, with a very much angry expression on his face. He looked as if he was about to kill something. There was still some empty boxes around, and the Silver Baron kicked a big stack down. Dannie tried to get up, only for Tyler to grab him as well.
Tyler: You son of a bitch!
Marlena: Boys, that's enough!
Dannie chuckled, as Tyler put him down. Dannie leaned up against a nearby pillar, to keep himself standing up.
Dannie: I don't expect forgiveness. I've said what needed to be said. I will...be around town for the next few weeks, if any of you wish to talk. Same hotel, but on another part of it. If you choose not to see me, I understand. I just...wanted to give closure.
Dannie got himself up on his own two feet now. He wasn't feeling as disoriented now, but with how blood was now smeared all over his face, he certainly looked as he felt. He looked at the Silver Baron, and approached him.
Dannie: Don't let this set you back. In fact, use this as a way to give more progress. You've done excellent thus far, and i knew now was the time. This truth will help you in the end. I did say for you to let me know when you got to the sound chakra.
Silver Baron: Then how did you know?
Dannie: How do you think Hijo?
The Silver Baron turned around, with a scowl present. However it turned into a lopsided smirk, knowing what Dannie actually meant. it wasn't just the spirit of his father he saw in his dream, but a spirit projection.
Dannie: Anyways. I know that you have a match coming up against a tough looking opponent. Vince Jones I believe it was. Anyways...Beat him to the ground. Afterall...You're my son, and you're gonna make him your bitch!
Dannie chuckled at that, and the Silver Baron couldn't help but join. Dannie soon walked away.
Marelna: Now what?
Silver Baron: Phone up a fucken cab ma. In the meantime Tyler...Now that we're here, I got some shit that needs to be said.
Tyler: What, like take a video of you ranting?
Silver Baron: Exactly.
Marlena sighed. She rubbed her temples, clearly frustrated with all that had happened. She walked awayfrom her boys, and outside, while taking outa cigarette. Tyler held up hisCell phone at the Silver Baron, and nodded, signalling he was recording.
Silver Baron: Wou know something everyone...There are certain things about people that sometimes, they don't even know about themselves. What are they capable of, and what lies have they lived with, without even knowing they were lies. Or simply buried truths that could involve you in some fucken way! And in the last year, I have faced those things. Not so much what I'm capable of, because believe me, I know that I am capable of ending life.
But today. I just found out a lie. A lie about my family. Well it's more like...my family found out a lie about one person we thought dead. I won't go into details as to why we were lied to, because from what we were told, it's classified information. But for twenty three years, that's most of my life people, we thought my father was dead. Turns out...NOPE! All a lie. Massive Bazinga to us. We got played!
Was there good reason for this? Well from what he told us, quite possibly. Still doesn't help the fact that i feel so....mind fucked right now, and my alternate personality has nothing to do with it. In fact, that fucker is as shocked as we all were!
Yet...I can't help but feel that this was perfect timing.
The Silver Baron began to chuckle again, as he kicked a couple boxes around.
Tyler: You done throwing a tantrum Vega?
Silver Baron: Shut it bro and keep recording!
Tyler sighed, as the silver Baron continued to chuckle. After a minute though, he took a deep breath, calming himself down.
Silver Baron: The reason why it's perfect timing, is because now I got another set of eyes guaranteed to watch what will be an epic beat down of a jock who's done thing but prove he's a fucken stereotype of his own skin.
A man, that we know as Vince Jones. A man, who's done nothing but prove various things, such as the way he talks...seriously can anyone understand gangsta? If you can, well no wonder society's gone to shit. On top of that fact, he feels he needs to show his superiority complex whenever he can.
Tyler tried to hold back a laugh, but was having a hard time doing so.
Silver Baron: The fuck is wrong with you man?
Tyler: Nothing...Just...Oh what you said that last bit.
Silver Baron: Oh. Yeah I guess that is kind of funny, ain't it?
Anyways. I still stand by what I said. Vince Jones...All you've done in the past year, was proving why you aren't a big deal. Do I need to fucken repeat myself about all of that I already said last time? I don't think so.
Hell you just also proved a point. You went to a talk show, by somebody that nobody has even heard of, and nobody watched. Hell I had to look up at who the fuck Casey Collins is, and all I found was he was some douche who killed his ex's grandfather! So that guy having a talk show, or radio show even...hell being involved in any type of show that isn't Beyond Scared Straight, is just plain fucked up!
But instead of standing here and talking about how fucked up shit is, I'm going to say how fucked up you're going to be Vinnie. You're going up against somebody who not only is all fired up, looking to cause somebody to bleed like a stuffed pig, but somebody who does ave a reason to make you that said pig.
For to long, people have been asking about why I haven't faced you yet Vince because of what you did to Freeman. Well not only was I busy with other things, but I also knew that the issue was between you and Freeman, and he asked me not to get involved. Believe me, I wanted to get involved after you tried to attack him, but he said that he got it. Obviously not.
Unlike Freeman, I will not be the one who winds up in the hospital. Though if I am to go to a hospital, it's only because I walked in to tell you to get your crippled ass to work!
Believe me when I say this though Vince, it will probably be for the best If i win, at least for your health. Because make no mistake, if I have to serve you, I will make sure that I'll get a rematch, and then, well then you'll be facing a pissed off pimp who's anger is all directed at you, and that is never a good thing.
Tyler: But wouldn't he be the same if he lost?
Silver Baron: No. I get why you asked that man, and I get why people would ask that. Simple matter of the truth is, if he really wants to get fucked over badly by asking for a rematch, that will be his mistake.
Either way Vince, prepare yourself. Because I'm going to toss you around like a ragdoll. Hell with how i'm going to toss you around, it's going to remind people of Bam Bam. I'll make you bleed, I'll make you hurt, and I will especially make you cry, like a bitch!
Spring Slaughter is the perfect name for this event, and you all are about to be shown why. See you there Vince. That is, if you're man enough to face the wrath of this hardcore pimp!
Tyler chuckled for a second, before shutting off the recording. That was when Marelna walked back in.
Marlena: Hey boys. Cab's here.
Tyler: We're coming mom.
Tyler put his cell phone away, as the Silver Baron walked up to his brother.
Tyler: Better?
Silver Baron: Sort of. Will feel alot better after my match. Usually do.
The two brothers laughed at that. Despite the big bomb dropped on them, they wouldn't let it affect their lives in a negative way. Silver Baron especially, since he was trying to overcome his own personal negativity.
He would go into his office, and drop his gym bag on the floor, before he felt a tap on his shoulder. He turned around, and nearly ripped the arm off of whomever did so. But he reigned himself in before attacking, and smiled when he saw Craven there.
Silver Baron: Hey Craven.
Craven: Hey boss. You got a moment?
Silver Baron: Uhhh, sure. What's up?
Craven: Well there is somebody who has requested to see you. Fancy suite type guy, with alot of patience.
Silver Baron: Really? What could be going on?
Craven: I don't know. Anyways I'll lead you to him.
The Silver Baron nodded. He shut his office door, and followed Craven to the main floor, where right at the entrance, stood a well built man in a business suite, wearing aviator sunglasses.
Silver Baron: How can I help you sir?
The sharped dressed man flashed the Silver baron his ID, which showed him to be an agent, named Gunnerson
Agent Gunnerson: I'm Agent Gunnerson, CIA.
Silver Baron: Oh fuck!
Agent Gunnerson: Relax sir, you're not in any trouble. Matter of fact, you're probably doing alot of good, based on what I've heard, so no, this place isn't being shut down. But I do need you to come with me.
Silver Baron: What for?
Agent Gunnerson: I was asked to not give to many details. Only that you will comply, and that you will like the reason as to why.
Silver Baron: Oh really?
Agent Gunnerson: You're just going to have to trust me, Mr. Knight.
The Silver Baron sighed. He knew this was legitimate, as the Agent had known his last name. He nodded, agreeing to come with.
Silver Baron: Alright. But Agent or not, no funny business.
Agent Gunnerson: A threat like that could actually get you into trouble.
Silver Baron: Just making sure that we're clear, that's all. But, can you wait outside for just a minute?
Agent Gunnerson: Will do. Make it fast though.
The agent turned to the front door, and waited right there, looking at the Silver Baron. Craven had a surprised look on his face.
Craven: What the hell is that all about?
Silver Baron: I don't know. I hope nothing's wrong. But just in case, make sure there is nothing that those federal dolts can use against us here.
Craven: Yeah. I'll make sure this place is clean.
Silver baron: Oh and one last thing Craven.
The Silver Baron turned to Craven, looking at him right in the eye. He had a bit of a scowl on his face.
Silver Baron: I realize this might be coming a bit late after all that's happened, but listen up regardless. Isn't your job right now supposed to be...oh I don't know...head of security? Especially when were wresting? Well at least when you don't have a match?
Craven: Yeah. Is this about Jade?
Silver Baron: Fucken right it is. Not only is one of my best girls gone missing, but we all know that there are other chances others could go missing as well. And it seems that there is a culprit. It goes without saying, but you better fucken take care of Hunter and Artemis. Permanently if they are the ones who did take Jade. I don't care when or how, but sooner the better. And if they aren't, you will find, and do the same.
Craven: Of course. It was wrong what they did.
Silver Baron: Yeah, especially since hunter got a lucky shot in, he's gotten cocky. Either way, take care of this business, and as swift as possible. I want Jade back working here as soon as possible. If not, well....then I will personally take care of you, permanently!
Craven looked at the Silver Baron with a shocked expression. He knew there was nothing but truth in those words, and he had an idea what the silver Baron meant. He nodded, hoping to not incur that promise upon him. Seeing that craven got the message, the Silver Baron smiled, before he left the Pleasure Dome with agent Gunnerson.
Gunnerson drove the Silver Baron to an old warehouse on the outskirts in Vegas. It was about a half hour since they left the Pleasure Dome. The Silver Baron wasn't overly impressed.
Silver Baron: How...Cliche.
Agent Gunnerson: It's secluded and empty.
Silver Baron: My point exactly.
Agent Gunnerson: Just go in sir. Nothing to be afraid of.
Silver Baron: Whatever!
The two men stepped out of the car, and went into the warehouse. The silver baron looked around, and was surprised to see Marlena, and his older brother, Tyler,there as well.
Silver Baron: Mom? Ty? What's going on here?
Tyler: I have no idea man. Just this agent picked us up yesterday, got us a hotel room, but stressed no contact.
Marlena: This is really strange.
Silver Baron: Tell me about it. Well...
The Silver Baron turned around, to see that Gunnerson wasn't there. By now, the Silver Baron felt like he was being dicked around, and he kicked a pillar in rage.
Silver Baron: Okay what the fuck is going on here? This better be important!
It was then, that the three heard some footsteps from the other end of the warehouse. The footsteps kept getting louder, until somebody that the Silver Baron had recognized, was in plain view.
Silver Baron: Gutierrez? What's going on here? Were you forced to come here as well?
Gutierrez: No. I...Was actually the one who arranged this.
Tyler: Oh? And it involves this family?
Gutierrez: That's correct Tyler.
Marlena looked at Gutierrez with a rather curious look on her face. It was like she had recognized him. Gutierrez noticed that, and chuckled a bit.
Gutierrez: Baron. Do you remember what I said when we first met a few months back. About my family.
Silver Baron: Yeah, that you had gotten mixed up with the wrong people. What's this about?
Gutierrez: Well those people had been dealt with, thanks to a long amount of effort on my part, and of course, the CIA.
Marlena: Why would that have to do with...
Marlena stopped her train of thought, almost as if shocked about what she had come to think. Both her sons looked at her with curiosity.
Gutierrez: The truth is...Gutierrez is not my real name. Only a name I adopted to infiltrate. Cousin who I actually looked similar to really. Still used it when I was done, as I was not ready for what needed to be done. But now's as good as time as ever. My real name...is Dannie Alvaraz.
The three gasped in shocked at what they just heard. They knew it couldn't be true. Because Dannie Alvaraz to them, at lest they thought, was dead.
Silver Baron: What the fuck you talking about?
Dannie: It's simple Vega. I am your father, and I am very much alive.
Tyler's look shifted into an angry one. He got up, and rushed at Dannie, only to have the silver baron block him.
Tyler: LET ME GO VEGA!
Silver Baron: Sit the fuck down Ty!
Tyler had a look at his brother's face and reluctantly complied. Dannie approached them a bit closer. Marlena was practically frozen in shock.
Marlena: That's...impossible. Dannie...He died in a drunk car accident.
Dannie: Cover up. Afterall, the accident did have flaming wreckage sunk into water.
Tyler: I...I knew it. I knew it was strange, even after twenty three years. You asshole!
Dannie: Do you really think I wanted to go and immerse myself in that world? Naw. I did it to protect you three. Mi famillia.
The Silver Baron had a bit of a neutral look on his face as they talked. Suddenly, almost out of nowhere, he began to smirk, then chuckle.
Silver Baron: How do we even know you're telling the truth?
Dannie: You'll...Just have to trust me.
Silver Baron: Nice try. My father did die in that wreckage. We saw the burnt up body, and even got the DNA match on it.
Dannie: All part of the cover up.
The Silver Baron continued to chuckle, which had gotten both Tyler and Marlena bit concerned. Concerned that Oblivion was the one talking.
Silver Baron: My father huh? Still alive. So having us believe you were dead for over twenty fucken years eh? Hmm. Well looks like this family has gotten hit with a massive zinger.
The Silver Baron chuckled, before doing the rimshot sound. Marelna got up, and stood beside her chuckling son.
Marlena: I want proof.
Dannie: I thought you would say that, Mi Hermosa Reina.
Marlena's expression softened a bit. She was more inclined to believe what she was being told now due to only one person every calling her Beautiful Queen in Spanish. Gunnerson had come back with a small tube device.
Agent Gunnerson: Need the quick DNA test?
Dannie: Yeah. This is a quick and accurate one to identify people and family. Not known to the public yet of course. Vega. Can you come forward.
The Silver Baron scowled, but complied. Both he and Dannie stuck a finger into each end. Both felt a prick, as some blood flowed into the device. They removed their fingers. After a minute, the device beeped.
Agent Gunnerson: And we have a match.
Dannie: Believe me now guys?
Marelna slowly nodded. Tyler did the same, but he was ready to pounce on Dannie. The Silver Baron however, began to chuckle again. Dannie moved forward, approaching Marlena. When he was at close range, she slapped him extremely hard, that is almost caused him to tumble over.
Dannie: Can't say I didn't deserve that one.
Silver Baron: You sure it's just that?
Dannie turned towards the Silver Baron, who punched him across the face, before he grabbed Dannie, and tossed him into the ground, very hard.
Gunnerson was about to attack the Silver Baron, but Dannie held up his hand, telling him to stop.
Dannie: Go. Thanks for bringing them here, but just go. You're no longer needed. Just....Make sure that those two stay for free.
Gunnerson sighed, before nodding. He promptly left the warehouse. Dannie slowly tried to get up, only to have the Silver Baron strike his knee across his father's face. The Silver Baron then sat down on top of Dannie, and began to wail on his face.
Silver Baron: Twenty three years. TWENTY THREE YEARS! You were alive all this fucken time?! WHERE WERE YOU WHEN WE...WHEN I NEEDED YOU THE MOST?!
Dannie: I'm...I'm so sorry.
The Silver Baron kept punching away at Dannie for a few more seconds. He then got up, with a very much angry expression on his face. He looked as if he was about to kill something. There was still some empty boxes around, and the Silver Baron kicked a big stack down. Dannie tried to get up, only for Tyler to grab him as well.
Tyler: You son of a bitch!
Marlena: Boys, that's enough!
Dannie chuckled, as Tyler put him down. Dannie leaned up against a nearby pillar, to keep himself standing up.
Dannie: I don't expect forgiveness. I've said what needed to be said. I will...be around town for the next few weeks, if any of you wish to talk. Same hotel, but on another part of it. If you choose not to see me, I understand. I just...wanted to give closure.
Dannie got himself up on his own two feet now. He wasn't feeling as disoriented now, but with how blood was now smeared all over his face, he certainly looked as he felt. He looked at the Silver Baron, and approached him.
Dannie: Don't let this set you back. In fact, use this as a way to give more progress. You've done excellent thus far, and i knew now was the time. This truth will help you in the end. I did say for you to let me know when you got to the sound chakra.
Silver Baron: Then how did you know?
Dannie: How do you think Hijo?
The Silver Baron turned around, with a scowl present. However it turned into a lopsided smirk, knowing what Dannie actually meant. it wasn't just the spirit of his father he saw in his dream, but a spirit projection.
Dannie: Anyways. I know that you have a match coming up against a tough looking opponent. Vince Jones I believe it was. Anyways...Beat him to the ground. Afterall...You're my son, and you're gonna make him your bitch!
Dannie chuckled at that, and the Silver Baron couldn't help but join. Dannie soon walked away.
Marelna: Now what?
Silver Baron: Phone up a fucken cab ma. In the meantime Tyler...Now that we're here, I got some shit that needs to be said.
Tyler: What, like take a video of you ranting?
Silver Baron: Exactly.
Marlena sighed. She rubbed her temples, clearly frustrated with all that had happened. She walked awayfrom her boys, and outside, while taking outa cigarette. Tyler held up hisCell phone at the Silver Baron, and nodded, signalling he was recording.
Silver Baron: Wou know something everyone...There are certain things about people that sometimes, they don't even know about themselves. What are they capable of, and what lies have they lived with, without even knowing they were lies. Or simply buried truths that could involve you in some fucken way! And in the last year, I have faced those things. Not so much what I'm capable of, because believe me, I know that I am capable of ending life.
But today. I just found out a lie. A lie about my family. Well it's more like...my family found out a lie about one person we thought dead. I won't go into details as to why we were lied to, because from what we were told, it's classified information. But for twenty three years, that's most of my life people, we thought my father was dead. Turns out...NOPE! All a lie. Massive Bazinga to us. We got played!
Was there good reason for this? Well from what he told us, quite possibly. Still doesn't help the fact that i feel so....mind fucked right now, and my alternate personality has nothing to do with it. In fact, that fucker is as shocked as we all were!
Yet...I can't help but feel that this was perfect timing.
The Silver Baron began to chuckle again, as he kicked a couple boxes around.
Tyler: You done throwing a tantrum Vega?
Silver Baron: Shut it bro and keep recording!
Tyler sighed, as the silver Baron continued to chuckle. After a minute though, he took a deep breath, calming himself down.
Silver Baron: The reason why it's perfect timing, is because now I got another set of eyes guaranteed to watch what will be an epic beat down of a jock who's done thing but prove he's a fucken stereotype of his own skin.
A man, that we know as Vince Jones. A man, who's done nothing but prove various things, such as the way he talks...seriously can anyone understand gangsta? If you can, well no wonder society's gone to shit. On top of that fact, he feels he needs to show his superiority complex whenever he can.
Tyler tried to hold back a laugh, but was having a hard time doing so.
Silver Baron: The fuck is wrong with you man?
Tyler: Nothing...Just...Oh what you said that last bit.
Silver Baron: Oh. Yeah I guess that is kind of funny, ain't it?
Anyways. I still stand by what I said. Vince Jones...All you've done in the past year, was proving why you aren't a big deal. Do I need to fucken repeat myself about all of that I already said last time? I don't think so.
Hell you just also proved a point. You went to a talk show, by somebody that nobody has even heard of, and nobody watched. Hell I had to look up at who the fuck Casey Collins is, and all I found was he was some douche who killed his ex's grandfather! So that guy having a talk show, or radio show even...hell being involved in any type of show that isn't Beyond Scared Straight, is just plain fucked up!
But instead of standing here and talking about how fucked up shit is, I'm going to say how fucked up you're going to be Vinnie. You're going up against somebody who not only is all fired up, looking to cause somebody to bleed like a stuffed pig, but somebody who does ave a reason to make you that said pig.
For to long, people have been asking about why I haven't faced you yet Vince because of what you did to Freeman. Well not only was I busy with other things, but I also knew that the issue was between you and Freeman, and he asked me not to get involved. Believe me, I wanted to get involved after you tried to attack him, but he said that he got it. Obviously not.
Unlike Freeman, I will not be the one who winds up in the hospital. Though if I am to go to a hospital, it's only because I walked in to tell you to get your crippled ass to work!
Believe me when I say this though Vince, it will probably be for the best If i win, at least for your health. Because make no mistake, if I have to serve you, I will make sure that I'll get a rematch, and then, well then you'll be facing a pissed off pimp who's anger is all directed at you, and that is never a good thing.
Tyler: But wouldn't he be the same if he lost?
Silver Baron: No. I get why you asked that man, and I get why people would ask that. Simple matter of the truth is, if he really wants to get fucked over badly by asking for a rematch, that will be his mistake.
Either way Vince, prepare yourself. Because I'm going to toss you around like a ragdoll. Hell with how i'm going to toss you around, it's going to remind people of Bam Bam. I'll make you bleed, I'll make you hurt, and I will especially make you cry, like a bitch!
Spring Slaughter is the perfect name for this event, and you all are about to be shown why. See you there Vince. That is, if you're man enough to face the wrath of this hardcore pimp!
Tyler chuckled for a second, before shutting off the recording. That was when Marelna walked back in.
Marlena: Hey boys. Cab's here.
Tyler: We're coming mom.
Tyler put his cell phone away, as the Silver Baron walked up to his brother.
Tyler: Better?
Silver Baron: Sort of. Will feel alot better after my match. Usually do.
The two brothers laughed at that. Despite the big bomb dropped on them, they wouldn't let it affect their lives in a negative way. Silver Baron especially, since he was trying to overcome his own personal negativity.
