Post by fraserfreeman on Jun 25, 2015 16:03:04 GMT -6
Fraser Freeman is sat at his desk in the Pleasure Dome. An odd moment, this is the first time he has been back inside the PD in nearly 10 months and it is certainly a weird feeling. He is sat in his chair behind the desk, elbows on the desk staring around the room, legs twitching behind the chair, something once so familiar is now so foreign. Now he is use to the open road, more rustic surroundings shall we say, being in a plush office surrounded by technology and lavish goods serve as nothing more than a reminder of the life he left behind.
Knock Knock
Freeman: Its open
The door swings open and in walks Craven. Freeman smiles still with elbows on desk and leans back motioning him in, still lethargy in his movements however, he is still far from comfortable with his current surroundings but it is sure good to see a familiar face. Craven pulls up a seat and freeman goes in his desk draw and pulls out a bottle of Jack Daniels and two glasses, he holds the bottle up as if to say you want some and Craven nods. Freeman pours two glasses grabs his and leans back in chair one hand behind his head the other cradling his whiskey and he takes a sip.
Craven picks up the glass and nods appreciatively.
Craven: Didn’t take ya long to move back in, did it?
Fraser: Yeah well, I cant say im pleased to be back here, first thing I did was take four bottles of JD from behind the bar second I walked in, god knows im going to need it dealing with the bullshit in this place
Craven nods, looking around.
Craven: Tried to leave it for ya, never felt right in here. I like the smaller one I’ve got better. Rocket likes being in the control room more so, it worked out.
Fraser: How did we get here Ricky? I just wanted to leave it all behind, this place, UWA it was toxic, it was keeping me from being me, confusing me each and every single day, why does that sadistic fuck have to drag me back to this world?
Craven sighs heavily.
Craven: I wish I knew…
He looks down ashamedly.
Craven: She started coming to me for pills after one of their visits. I figured better she got them from me than let her go looking on the street...
Freeman nods.
Freeman: you did right that was definitely the better option, the streets are not safe, trust me I know, its where ive been all this time. Its funny people complain about life in Vegas, life on the road with UWA and act like its squalor and hell on earth.
Freeman takes a sip and shakes his head letting out a chuckle that says bitches have no idea.
Freeman: I got trapped here, protecting the girls, trying to protect the fans at UWA and lost sight of what I really should have been doing. Trapped mainly because I felt a need to Protect Jade, to Protect you and Sky and Rockit and Sin, when really I wanted to be out there helping people who need it most, so that’s what I did. Its funny that the one thing that I felt trapped by is the one thing that drawn me back, but Ricky im not the same man I was and you need to know that, I will be doing things very differently!
Craven nods in acknowledgement.
Craven: I get it, I used to live out of my car a lot.
He pauses, glancing back at the door for a second before turning his gaze back to meet Fraser’s.
Craven: You should know Vega’s not the same either. I don’t know if it’s all the losing or if he’s doing too much coke or if it’s the family shit or what but he’s…
Trailing off, Craven stares passed Fraser, searching for the right words.
Craven: I don’t know what you’d call it, but it’s not good.
Freeman raises an eyebrow and taps on his glass with his finger
Freeman: Different how? like behaviour, or more oblivion episodes or what?
Craven shrugs slightly.
Craven: Both really. He seemed to have a hold on it at one point and then Vince Jones managed to get into his head or something and…
He moves his free hand up and mimics an explosion.
Craven: Boom…
He free hand drops back to his side.
Craven: I mean, he always had his moods, but now they seem to be more prevalent and more… I don’t know if random is the right word. They just seem to be almost on a hair trigger and almost always end with the same empty threat that you sorta get the feeling is both empty and yet not, like there’s a look in his eyes that says he’s not lying but that he probably won’t remember he’s said it later, you know?
Freeman nods eyebrow still slightly raised as he isn’t entirely sure
Freeman: Threats, weird behaviour, random stuff? Is he threatening the staff? The girls? cause let me tell you now I WONT be tolerating that kinda bullshit this time around!
Craven nods hesitantly.
Craven: He’s threatened to kill me about a dozen times now, usually right after ordering me to do something I was gonna do anyway. As far as I know he hasn’t graduated to threatening the girls yet, or if he has, they’ve taken it as par for the course with him. I don’t think they were very happy when he replaced Jade like it was nothing a couple of weeks ago. Some of them seem to think that makes them expendable, they’re worried to say no to him now about certain things where before, they thought he had their back and they didn’t have to worry about it.
He looks down again, guilt written all over his face.
Craven: I can’t help feeling like that one’s partially my fault...
Freeman: Bullshit its not your fault, you should know by now anything Vega does is EXACTLY what Vega wants to do, its all on him!
Freeman is looking a bit agitated now, he downs the remainder of his glass of JD and bolts upright out of his chair.
Freeman: I think its time me and you pay him a little visit, let him know im back and let him know he needs to think more about his actions!
Freeman bounds off towards the door but is stopped as Craven puts his arm on Freeman’s shoulder and spins him round, looking a bit panicked about a possible confrontation.
Craven: Whoa… slow down… don’t go in there hot, Frase, bad things will happen and the girls will shit their pants even more than they already are!
Freeman rolls his eyes
Freeman: Ah but he was alone in his office when I checked the security cameras 5 minutes ago, we both know he has that room soundproofed for his kinky perversions to go unheard, what the girls don’t see or hear isn’t going to hurt them one damn bit!
Craven downs his drink in one shot before sitting the glass down on the desk.
Craven: Yeah, but don’t go marching over there. Don’t let them see you’re gonna knock him on his ass directly. If we’re gonna go over there, we need to look like it’s nothing important and we’re just having a, “Hey, how are you?” moment. If they see us power walking over there, they’ll know whether they can hear the fight or not.
Freeman smirks knowing this may get a bit intense, but that doesn’t bother him, he walks out into the corridor, holding himself together in case any of the girls happen to walk along as he navigates the halls. He reaches Barons Office door and knocks, Craven nervously having followed behind, almost pacing not knowing what to expect
Silver Baron: it's open!
Freeman swings the door open and ushers Craven in behind him, quietly closing the door. He then hits a button on the wall which turns on the sound proofing equipment and marches towards Baron
Craven: Oh shit...
Silver Baron: The fuck's going on here?
Freeman: Maybes you can tell me!
His voice is rather raised and you can tell he isn’t in a happy mood
Freeman: I hear you have been going around threatening to Kill members of staff, losing your shit more so than normal and if you think im happy with the way you went out and replaced Jade as if she didn’t even exist you have another thing coming. You need to get your mother fucking shit together RIGHT FUCKING NOW!
the Silver Baron snorts, before getting out of his chair.
Silver Baron: Says the guy who failed to do his job.
Freeman: Be careful with your words Vega!
Craven leans against the door.
Craven: And here it comes...
Baron: You shitting me Freeman? Let's remember who the fuck got you your job in UWA? What about the fact I could have fired you when I bought this former dump!Let's not forget the fucken resources I used to try to find you! And then you have the BALLS...to show up here out of nowhere to act like some fucken HERO! You have not a fucken right, to talk to me that way.
The rage in Freeman can be seen boiling up. The old Fraser would have took it on the chin, left it be, the new Fraser however has other things in mind.
Freeman quickly move round the desk and grabs Baron by his suit jacket and trusts him up against the wall and pins him there. He doesn’t say anything at all, just gives a deep knowing glare to Vega. Vega looks startled and a bit stunned, maybes even a slight bit fearful and it takes a lot to scare Vega, but he knows this is out of character for the man he use to know.
Silver Baron: Get your fucken hands off of me right now!
Craven’s eyes go wide at the sight of the two of them going eyeball to eyeball.
Craven: Jesus tapdancing Christ...
Freeman’s glare fades and turns to a smirk, he releases Vega with the grin still etched on his face he dusts down Vegas suit and walks back slowly knowing Vega too well to turn his back! He has sent the message he wanted to, as he backs out of the office, he turns and walks to the door once at a safe distance opening it and exiting shutting the door behind him, leaving Baron and Craven in the room both a little stunned.
Silver Baron:.....Damn.
Craven shrugs, shaking his head, stunned by what he’s just seen.
Craven: I don’t know what to tell you, Man...
Silver Baron: Afterall that i've done for him, he treats me this way?
Craven throws his arms wide shrugging as if to say beats me
Silver Baron: either way Craven, watch him. If he talks to me like that again, well...I guess his ass will be put so far underground, only Leon or Lacey would be able to retrive the body
Craven nods and makes his exit, looking glad to get out of the clusterfuck of a situation as he leaves the room.
Twenty minutes later
Fraser Freeman is stood out the back of the pleasure dome by the dumpsters. Leaning back on one of the big metal bins, one foot up on it cigerette in hand. He still looks somewhat ticket off at what went down in Barons office when his phone begins to ring. Using his free hand he pulls his phone out of his pocket, hits answer and holds the phone to his head. He doesn’t speak for at least 10 seconds just silence then a female voice speaks up on the other end.
: Frase? You there?
Still silence he is in his own world of angry thoughts but he is snapped out by the woman shouting.
: FRASER!
Freeman: Yeah sorry im here, just drifted off to a dark place in my mind tis all.
: Awww you not enjoying being back in Vegas I take it.
Freeman: FAR from it! Barons gone full on schizo and threatening people left right and centre and Jades that sadistic fuck still has Jade captive. SERIOUSLY im one step closer to the edge and im not sure I can hold back!
: Come of Frase you knew this wasn’t going to be easy. Going back to that lifestyle, having to re-embrace some of the very things that drove you away, but you know it has to be done.
Freeman: Oh your damn fucking right I know what I have to do, I have to take no prisoners, I have to show everyone that im not some sore loser who takes his ball and runs. I have to brutalise anyone who steps in my fucking way! The old me is dead, he died that night in the back of that ambulance!
: And the new you does whatever is necessary for the greater good right?
Freeman: Damn straight!
: So what is the plan of action?
Freeman: First I have to put that punk ass bitch Ashley Kenyon in her place. Like seriously does she have any fucking idea the anger she has stirred in me accusing me of being a sore loser who runs when things get hard! I mean the shit I go through every single day now, she could not even comprehend!
: I know that and you know that, but now you have to show her and everyone in UWA, especially Cole Hunter that you are NOT to be fucked with.
Freeman: Oh don’t worry pet, they will all see exactly what im about on Monday!
: Yeah well don’t have to much fun before I get there!
Freeman: Your coming on the road?
: Your damn right I am, I just got a few things to take care of and then I will be straight on the road. I will be by your side, every step of the way starting in 2 weeks!
Freeman: Are you sure? I mean I wouldn’t want Cole to see you as an easy target, maybes you sho....
: IM NOT JADE Fraser! This bitch can take care of herself and you damn sure fucking know it!
Freeman: I know but UWA is very different to....
: Frase if I can survive 3 shots to the chest I can survive a bunch of wannabe gangsters, pimps, satanic cultists and meglomanical egomaniacs!
Freeman: Haha fair enough, look I have a message to send to Ashley Kenyon, I will call you soon OK.
: OK Hun love you
Freeman: Love ya to pet
Freeman hangs u the phone and stamps out his cigarette as he pulls his hood up and walks off back into the PD.
Later that evening
The sun is setting in the background as the scene opens up in an area of true depravity. The camera's pan through a Tent town somewhere in the Nevada desert not to far from Las Vegas. Beaten up tents that are held together with tape and string make up row after row after row. This is a sign of modern times. A place where down on there luck people, who have nowhere else to go come to forge some kind of existence. See this is where Fraser Freeman has spent most of his last 10 months. Well not this very Tent town but many of them all across the united states. The camera pan round until it stops at a tent. Sat in a camping hair in front of his tent, with a fire burning is none other than Fraser Freeman himself, his motorcycle to his side.
Good evening miss Kenyon, do you see all this, take a long hard look, take it alllllll in.
cameras begin to pan around the tent city, showing you impoverished and starving adults and children alike.
See I heard your little speech to the world, I heard you tell everyone that I am nothing more than someone who came across hard times and ran. That I don’t really care about protecting people. I have to admit you did a great job painting me out as this self-minded individual who only really cares about no1. But miss Kenyon you are sorely mistaken. I may well have left UWA and my Sin City Knights brethren high and dry, but it certainly wasn’t because I failed, it wasn’t because Vince Jones got the best of me, it was because nearly dying opened my eyes! It reminded me that I needed to be here, out on the streets, in places exactly like this one, where people genuinely need someone like me looking out for them!
There is passion and dedication in his voice, he is proud to be doing what he is doing.
Just as he is reaching his stride however his address to UWA is interrupted. In front of the camera walks a small boy in baggy clothing, he can be no more than 7 years old, he looks cold and hungry. Freeman leans over and picks up a backpack, without speaking to the boy he unzips it pulls out 3 cans of food and a bottle of water and hands it too him, the boy smiles and says thank you.
If anyone trys to take that off you, you tell them they will have me to answer to OK
The boy nods as he walks off back into the makeshift tent town. Freeman smiles as he watches the boy walk off. He then remembers he was in the middle of his address to Miss Kenyon and turns his attention back to the camera.
You see Ashley, this is where im needed, here I can make a real difference, here I can help and protect the most vulnerable in today’s society. You know what, its people like you who make me sick. You accuse people like me of being only self interested, not caring about others and as you sit on that high horse not once does it cross your mind to give anything to those who really need it does it Ashley? Instead you sit in your own cosy little world putting a whole weeks worth of food money that poor little boy could have up your fucking nose in one deep sniff! You should be careful who you insinuate is only out for number one. After all you are the one who has turned your back on your own flesh and blood, hell Beth stuck by you through the worst of times and the second you get a sniff of success you turn your back on her.
Freeman shakes his head in a disgusted manner. He clearly has very little respect for what has become of Ashley Kenyon, someone he use to have big respect for.
Miss Kenyon June 29th is your judgement day. June 29th you stand before me and I will be your judge jury and ultimately your EXECUTIONER! You probably think you have me rattled don’t you? You probably think that me seemingly doing all I can to refute your comments is sheer desperation huh?
Freeman shrugs his arms in a questioning manner as if to say well then?
I am farrrrrrrrr from desperate, to be frank I couldn’t give a donkeys anus what you or any other bottom feeding, trash bag whore in this company may think about me. I just wanted to make it abundantly clear to EVERYONE that I am, what I am. A man who no longer cares about breaking the moral code he once prided himself by. A man who will stand up in the face of adversity and swing a mother fucking steel pipe at it! You Miss Kenyon have poked the wrong pissed off Englishman. You are about to step into the lions den having just made that very lion the hungriest he has been in a VERRRRRY long time. Miss Kenyon Monday night I WILL make an example of you.
Theres a menacing and somewhat sadistic looking smirk on the face of Freeman as his mind drifts off imagining the chaos he knows he can cause and indeed intends to deliver.
I will show the whole world that for all your accomplishments, for everything you have over come, including as you saw fit to remind me winning a war with Vince Jones, someone thing you were more than happy to flaunt in my face, its all been for nothing. All it has done is over inflate your ego, it has led you to believe you are above everyone else in this company and for the good of the UWA Universe it is my role, nay it is my DUTY to put you in your mother fucking place!
Freeman is almost frothing at the mouth, breathing heavily, he is incensed, the rage and aggression coursing through his veins. The very rage the old Freeman worked so hard to compress is now his life blood!
You see Ashley if you hadn’t noticed I am currently in a war with a certain Mr Hunter and just like you he has an over inflated ego. Just like you he has a sadistic streak that leads him to unspeakable acts. However ultimately he will pay the price, he will fall at my feet, exactly the same way that you will on Monday. I want him to watch it closely, pay full attention, because as brutal as your beating is going to be, it is going to be nowhere near half as bad as what is awaiting his future! As I leave you as nothing more than a blodspot on the canvas he will begin to rack his mind, maybes even fear what on earth must be awaiting him if I can do to someone I have no real issue with what I am going to do to you!
He delivers a cold stare down the camera, his top lip quivering a bit, a stare that makes anyone seeing it know for sure he means business.
Count down the days and be prepared, for the protector of the vulnerable is coming to deliver a reality check to Miss Kenyon! Monday Night Ashley Kenyon’s meteoric rise to the upper echelons of UWA begins her rapid FREE FALL back down to reality!
Freeman leans over to his bag and pulls out a beer. He cracks the seal and takes a big gulp, he then picks up his trademark steel pipe that was laying at his feet and the scene fades out as he pokes the camp fire in front of him.
Knock Knock
Freeman: Its open
The door swings open and in walks Craven. Freeman smiles still with elbows on desk and leans back motioning him in, still lethargy in his movements however, he is still far from comfortable with his current surroundings but it is sure good to see a familiar face. Craven pulls up a seat and freeman goes in his desk draw and pulls out a bottle of Jack Daniels and two glasses, he holds the bottle up as if to say you want some and Craven nods. Freeman pours two glasses grabs his and leans back in chair one hand behind his head the other cradling his whiskey and he takes a sip.
Craven picks up the glass and nods appreciatively.
Craven: Didn’t take ya long to move back in, did it?
Fraser: Yeah well, I cant say im pleased to be back here, first thing I did was take four bottles of JD from behind the bar second I walked in, god knows im going to need it dealing with the bullshit in this place
Craven nods, looking around.
Craven: Tried to leave it for ya, never felt right in here. I like the smaller one I’ve got better. Rocket likes being in the control room more so, it worked out.
Fraser: How did we get here Ricky? I just wanted to leave it all behind, this place, UWA it was toxic, it was keeping me from being me, confusing me each and every single day, why does that sadistic fuck have to drag me back to this world?
Craven sighs heavily.
Craven: I wish I knew…
He looks down ashamedly.
Craven: She started coming to me for pills after one of their visits. I figured better she got them from me than let her go looking on the street...
Freeman nods.
Freeman: you did right that was definitely the better option, the streets are not safe, trust me I know, its where ive been all this time. Its funny people complain about life in Vegas, life on the road with UWA and act like its squalor and hell on earth.
Freeman takes a sip and shakes his head letting out a chuckle that says bitches have no idea.
Freeman: I got trapped here, protecting the girls, trying to protect the fans at UWA and lost sight of what I really should have been doing. Trapped mainly because I felt a need to Protect Jade, to Protect you and Sky and Rockit and Sin, when really I wanted to be out there helping people who need it most, so that’s what I did. Its funny that the one thing that I felt trapped by is the one thing that drawn me back, but Ricky im not the same man I was and you need to know that, I will be doing things very differently!
Craven nods in acknowledgement.
Craven: I get it, I used to live out of my car a lot.
He pauses, glancing back at the door for a second before turning his gaze back to meet Fraser’s.
Craven: You should know Vega’s not the same either. I don’t know if it’s all the losing or if he’s doing too much coke or if it’s the family shit or what but he’s…
Trailing off, Craven stares passed Fraser, searching for the right words.
Craven: I don’t know what you’d call it, but it’s not good.
Freeman raises an eyebrow and taps on his glass with his finger
Freeman: Different how? like behaviour, or more oblivion episodes or what?
Craven shrugs slightly.
Craven: Both really. He seemed to have a hold on it at one point and then Vince Jones managed to get into his head or something and…
He moves his free hand up and mimics an explosion.
Craven: Boom…
He free hand drops back to his side.
Craven: I mean, he always had his moods, but now they seem to be more prevalent and more… I don’t know if random is the right word. They just seem to be almost on a hair trigger and almost always end with the same empty threat that you sorta get the feeling is both empty and yet not, like there’s a look in his eyes that says he’s not lying but that he probably won’t remember he’s said it later, you know?
Freeman nods eyebrow still slightly raised as he isn’t entirely sure
Freeman: Threats, weird behaviour, random stuff? Is he threatening the staff? The girls? cause let me tell you now I WONT be tolerating that kinda bullshit this time around!
Craven nods hesitantly.
Craven: He’s threatened to kill me about a dozen times now, usually right after ordering me to do something I was gonna do anyway. As far as I know he hasn’t graduated to threatening the girls yet, or if he has, they’ve taken it as par for the course with him. I don’t think they were very happy when he replaced Jade like it was nothing a couple of weeks ago. Some of them seem to think that makes them expendable, they’re worried to say no to him now about certain things where before, they thought he had their back and they didn’t have to worry about it.
He looks down again, guilt written all over his face.
Craven: I can’t help feeling like that one’s partially my fault...
Freeman: Bullshit its not your fault, you should know by now anything Vega does is EXACTLY what Vega wants to do, its all on him!
Freeman is looking a bit agitated now, he downs the remainder of his glass of JD and bolts upright out of his chair.
Freeman: I think its time me and you pay him a little visit, let him know im back and let him know he needs to think more about his actions!
Freeman bounds off towards the door but is stopped as Craven puts his arm on Freeman’s shoulder and spins him round, looking a bit panicked about a possible confrontation.
Craven: Whoa… slow down… don’t go in there hot, Frase, bad things will happen and the girls will shit their pants even more than they already are!
Freeman rolls his eyes
Freeman: Ah but he was alone in his office when I checked the security cameras 5 minutes ago, we both know he has that room soundproofed for his kinky perversions to go unheard, what the girls don’t see or hear isn’t going to hurt them one damn bit!
Craven downs his drink in one shot before sitting the glass down on the desk.
Craven: Yeah, but don’t go marching over there. Don’t let them see you’re gonna knock him on his ass directly. If we’re gonna go over there, we need to look like it’s nothing important and we’re just having a, “Hey, how are you?” moment. If they see us power walking over there, they’ll know whether they can hear the fight or not.
Freeman smirks knowing this may get a bit intense, but that doesn’t bother him, he walks out into the corridor, holding himself together in case any of the girls happen to walk along as he navigates the halls. He reaches Barons Office door and knocks, Craven nervously having followed behind, almost pacing not knowing what to expect
Silver Baron: it's open!
Freeman swings the door open and ushers Craven in behind him, quietly closing the door. He then hits a button on the wall which turns on the sound proofing equipment and marches towards Baron
Craven: Oh shit...
Silver Baron: The fuck's going on here?
Freeman: Maybes you can tell me!
His voice is rather raised and you can tell he isn’t in a happy mood
Freeman: I hear you have been going around threatening to Kill members of staff, losing your shit more so than normal and if you think im happy with the way you went out and replaced Jade as if she didn’t even exist you have another thing coming. You need to get your mother fucking shit together RIGHT FUCKING NOW!
the Silver Baron snorts, before getting out of his chair.
Silver Baron: Says the guy who failed to do his job.
Freeman: Be careful with your words Vega!
Craven leans against the door.
Craven: And here it comes...
Baron: You shitting me Freeman? Let's remember who the fuck got you your job in UWA? What about the fact I could have fired you when I bought this former dump!Let's not forget the fucken resources I used to try to find you! And then you have the BALLS...to show up here out of nowhere to act like some fucken HERO! You have not a fucken right, to talk to me that way.
The rage in Freeman can be seen boiling up. The old Fraser would have took it on the chin, left it be, the new Fraser however has other things in mind.
Freeman quickly move round the desk and grabs Baron by his suit jacket and trusts him up against the wall and pins him there. He doesn’t say anything at all, just gives a deep knowing glare to Vega. Vega looks startled and a bit stunned, maybes even a slight bit fearful and it takes a lot to scare Vega, but he knows this is out of character for the man he use to know.
Silver Baron: Get your fucken hands off of me right now!
Craven’s eyes go wide at the sight of the two of them going eyeball to eyeball.
Craven: Jesus tapdancing Christ...
Freeman’s glare fades and turns to a smirk, he releases Vega with the grin still etched on his face he dusts down Vegas suit and walks back slowly knowing Vega too well to turn his back! He has sent the message he wanted to, as he backs out of the office, he turns and walks to the door once at a safe distance opening it and exiting shutting the door behind him, leaving Baron and Craven in the room both a little stunned.
Silver Baron:.....Damn.
Craven shrugs, shaking his head, stunned by what he’s just seen.
Craven: I don’t know what to tell you, Man...
Silver Baron: Afterall that i've done for him, he treats me this way?
Craven throws his arms wide shrugging as if to say beats me
Silver Baron: either way Craven, watch him. If he talks to me like that again, well...I guess his ass will be put so far underground, only Leon or Lacey would be able to retrive the body
Craven nods and makes his exit, looking glad to get out of the clusterfuck of a situation as he leaves the room.
Twenty minutes later
Fraser Freeman is stood out the back of the pleasure dome by the dumpsters. Leaning back on one of the big metal bins, one foot up on it cigerette in hand. He still looks somewhat ticket off at what went down in Barons office when his phone begins to ring. Using his free hand he pulls his phone out of his pocket, hits answer and holds the phone to his head. He doesn’t speak for at least 10 seconds just silence then a female voice speaks up on the other end.
: Frase? You there?Still silence he is in his own world of angry thoughts but he is snapped out by the woman shouting.
: FRASER!Freeman: Yeah sorry im here, just drifted off to a dark place in my mind tis all.
: Awww you not enjoying being back in Vegas I take it.Freeman: FAR from it! Barons gone full on schizo and threatening people left right and centre and Jades that sadistic fuck still has Jade captive. SERIOUSLY im one step closer to the edge and im not sure I can hold back!
: Come of Frase you knew this wasn’t going to be easy. Going back to that lifestyle, having to re-embrace some of the very things that drove you away, but you know it has to be done.Freeman: Oh your damn fucking right I know what I have to do, I have to take no prisoners, I have to show everyone that im not some sore loser who takes his ball and runs. I have to brutalise anyone who steps in my fucking way! The old me is dead, he died that night in the back of that ambulance!
: And the new you does whatever is necessary for the greater good right?Freeman: Damn straight!
: So what is the plan of action?Freeman: First I have to put that punk ass bitch Ashley Kenyon in her place. Like seriously does she have any fucking idea the anger she has stirred in me accusing me of being a sore loser who runs when things get hard! I mean the shit I go through every single day now, she could not even comprehend!
: I know that and you know that, but now you have to show her and everyone in UWA, especially Cole Hunter that you are NOT to be fucked with.Freeman: Oh don’t worry pet, they will all see exactly what im about on Monday!
: Yeah well don’t have to much fun before I get there!Freeman: Your coming on the road?
: Your damn right I am, I just got a few things to take care of and then I will be straight on the road. I will be by your side, every step of the way starting in 2 weeks!Freeman: Are you sure? I mean I wouldn’t want Cole to see you as an easy target, maybes you sho....
: IM NOT JADE Fraser! This bitch can take care of herself and you damn sure fucking know it!Freeman: I know but UWA is very different to....
: Frase if I can survive 3 shots to the chest I can survive a bunch of wannabe gangsters, pimps, satanic cultists and meglomanical egomaniacs!Freeman: Haha fair enough, look I have a message to send to Ashley Kenyon, I will call you soon OK.
: OK Hun love youFreeman: Love ya to pet
Freeman hangs u the phone and stamps out his cigarette as he pulls his hood up and walks off back into the PD.
Later that evening
The sun is setting in the background as the scene opens up in an area of true depravity. The camera's pan through a Tent town somewhere in the Nevada desert not to far from Las Vegas. Beaten up tents that are held together with tape and string make up row after row after row. This is a sign of modern times. A place where down on there luck people, who have nowhere else to go come to forge some kind of existence. See this is where Fraser Freeman has spent most of his last 10 months. Well not this very Tent town but many of them all across the united states. The camera pan round until it stops at a tent. Sat in a camping hair in front of his tent, with a fire burning is none other than Fraser Freeman himself, his motorcycle to his side.
Good evening miss Kenyon, do you see all this, take a long hard look, take it alllllll in.
cameras begin to pan around the tent city, showing you impoverished and starving adults and children alike.
See I heard your little speech to the world, I heard you tell everyone that I am nothing more than someone who came across hard times and ran. That I don’t really care about protecting people. I have to admit you did a great job painting me out as this self-minded individual who only really cares about no1. But miss Kenyon you are sorely mistaken. I may well have left UWA and my Sin City Knights brethren high and dry, but it certainly wasn’t because I failed, it wasn’t because Vince Jones got the best of me, it was because nearly dying opened my eyes! It reminded me that I needed to be here, out on the streets, in places exactly like this one, where people genuinely need someone like me looking out for them!
There is passion and dedication in his voice, he is proud to be doing what he is doing.
Just as he is reaching his stride however his address to UWA is interrupted. In front of the camera walks a small boy in baggy clothing, he can be no more than 7 years old, he looks cold and hungry. Freeman leans over and picks up a backpack, without speaking to the boy he unzips it pulls out 3 cans of food and a bottle of water and hands it too him, the boy smiles and says thank you.
If anyone trys to take that off you, you tell them they will have me to answer to OK
The boy nods as he walks off back into the makeshift tent town. Freeman smiles as he watches the boy walk off. He then remembers he was in the middle of his address to Miss Kenyon and turns his attention back to the camera.
You see Ashley, this is where im needed, here I can make a real difference, here I can help and protect the most vulnerable in today’s society. You know what, its people like you who make me sick. You accuse people like me of being only self interested, not caring about others and as you sit on that high horse not once does it cross your mind to give anything to those who really need it does it Ashley? Instead you sit in your own cosy little world putting a whole weeks worth of food money that poor little boy could have up your fucking nose in one deep sniff! You should be careful who you insinuate is only out for number one. After all you are the one who has turned your back on your own flesh and blood, hell Beth stuck by you through the worst of times and the second you get a sniff of success you turn your back on her.
Freeman shakes his head in a disgusted manner. He clearly has very little respect for what has become of Ashley Kenyon, someone he use to have big respect for.
Miss Kenyon June 29th is your judgement day. June 29th you stand before me and I will be your judge jury and ultimately your EXECUTIONER! You probably think you have me rattled don’t you? You probably think that me seemingly doing all I can to refute your comments is sheer desperation huh?
Freeman shrugs his arms in a questioning manner as if to say well then?
I am farrrrrrrrr from desperate, to be frank I couldn’t give a donkeys anus what you or any other bottom feeding, trash bag whore in this company may think about me. I just wanted to make it abundantly clear to EVERYONE that I am, what I am. A man who no longer cares about breaking the moral code he once prided himself by. A man who will stand up in the face of adversity and swing a mother fucking steel pipe at it! You Miss Kenyon have poked the wrong pissed off Englishman. You are about to step into the lions den having just made that very lion the hungriest he has been in a VERRRRRY long time. Miss Kenyon Monday night I WILL make an example of you.
Theres a menacing and somewhat sadistic looking smirk on the face of Freeman as his mind drifts off imagining the chaos he knows he can cause and indeed intends to deliver.
I will show the whole world that for all your accomplishments, for everything you have over come, including as you saw fit to remind me winning a war with Vince Jones, someone thing you were more than happy to flaunt in my face, its all been for nothing. All it has done is over inflate your ego, it has led you to believe you are above everyone else in this company and for the good of the UWA Universe it is my role, nay it is my DUTY to put you in your mother fucking place!
Freeman is almost frothing at the mouth, breathing heavily, he is incensed, the rage and aggression coursing through his veins. The very rage the old Freeman worked so hard to compress is now his life blood!
You see Ashley if you hadn’t noticed I am currently in a war with a certain Mr Hunter and just like you he has an over inflated ego. Just like you he has a sadistic streak that leads him to unspeakable acts. However ultimately he will pay the price, he will fall at my feet, exactly the same way that you will on Monday. I want him to watch it closely, pay full attention, because as brutal as your beating is going to be, it is going to be nowhere near half as bad as what is awaiting his future! As I leave you as nothing more than a blodspot on the canvas he will begin to rack his mind, maybes even fear what on earth must be awaiting him if I can do to someone I have no real issue with what I am going to do to you!
He delivers a cold stare down the camera, his top lip quivering a bit, a stare that makes anyone seeing it know for sure he means business.
Count down the days and be prepared, for the protector of the vulnerable is coming to deliver a reality check to Miss Kenyon! Monday Night Ashley Kenyon’s meteoric rise to the upper echelons of UWA begins her rapid FREE FALL back down to reality!
Freeman leans over to his bag and pulls out a beer. He cracks the seal and takes a big gulp, he then picks up his trademark steel pipe that was laying at his feet and the scene fades out as he pokes the camp fire in front of him.
