Post by silverbaron on Oct 3, 2015 17:10:47 GMT -6
A loud ringing sound was heard inside a studio. It was a studio owned by the Silver Baron. In fact, the studio itself, was where the movie magic happened, as this was the location of the Silver Baron's porn business, named Silverside. The ringing sound, was to indicate that shooting for the day was done. A few of the Baron's girls were part of the production that they were currently doing.
It was of no surprise, that the porn actors all got out and headed to their lockers to their change rooms to get dressed. And it was then, that the Silver Baron himself, walked into the main part.
He didn't have a happy face on this time. Rather he was very somber. A mood he'd been in all week not even the punching bags he kept in his apartment, could shake the frustration he felt. But as soon as he saw his actors and actresses come back out, clothed, he smiled.
Silver Baron: Hey everyone. I got some good news for you all. Silverside INC has officially been nominated for best new studio, and sales are going through the roof. In fact, Tits, Cocks, and Automobiles, was ranked in the top ten highest money made in the last month alone.
The entire studio cheered for that. They were all aware of why the Silver Baron was in a sour mood. He lost, plus he was betrayed. Needless to say, that didn't sit well with him. So to see a smile on his face was considered refreshing.
Though once all the applause had stopped, his face was back to his usual, black ish form, showing that he was focused on something. So with that,he began to look around for something, or rather someone. He checked the locker rooms (once emptied) behind some of the equipment, and whatnot. Finally, he turned to Nicole, who was part of the film that day.
Silver Baron: Nic...have you seen Freeman around?
Nicole: No. Why, was he supposed to be here?
Silver Baron: Actually...Yeah he was supposed to be. I assigned him guard duty here today. Figured seeing all this pussy, even more so then over at the dome, would set him into a better mood. Or at least not be drunk for a few hours.
Nicole: Sorry boss, but he's not once been here. Which is strange, seeing that his car is here.
Silver Baron: Yeah, I noticed that as well. Knowing him though, he's likely at a bar somewhere. At least he's smart enough not to drive.
Nicole: Yeah. Hey you alright?
Silver Baron: Yeah...Why wouldn't I be?
Nicole: Baron...Boss...This is you we're talking about. As much as I'd like to believe you've overcome the darkness, people don't change overnight.
Silver Baron: Yeah, maybe not overnight, but over a week long coma and a serious inner reflection. It can do wonders.
Nicole: If you say do. But you'd think that after what Jade did to you...Hell everyone, it would cause a relapse.
The Silver Baron sighed, and looked at Nicole, directly in the eyes, and even placing his hand on her shoulder.
Silver Baron: You Nicole...Are such a mother hen. Which is why you are my number one of my girls. But I am my own man, one hundred percent. I'm not sharing a mind anymore. As for Jade, well she will regret betraying me. My main focus though, is for Freeman.
Nicole: Yeah, good point. We need all the help we can get to find Ember.
Silver Baron: Yeah. Anyways I'm gonna resume my search.
With that, Nicole smiled, and rubbed the Silver Baron's hand, n a friendly way. Once he retracted his hand, he pulled out his cell phone, and began to head outside, while texting Craven on possible locations on where Freeman might be.
As it would turn out, Craven did know where Freemen went to, as he texted the Silver Baron the bar and the street address. He smirked on the outside, but mentally kicked himself on the inside for not realizing it sooner. It was the Bull Pen. A somewhat sleazy bar that was not in the more glamorous part of Vegas.
About a half hour later, the Silver Baron pulled upt to the Bull Pen, in his Cadillac. He had changed into a more street friendly clothes, mostly a regular suite, and not his fancy jacket. He still had his cane with him, as was part of the image, no matter what. He walked into the Bull Pen, after having been searched and let in by the front door security.
Silver Baron: Now to find him.
The Silver Baron looked around, but couldn't see Freeman. He sighed, before sitting down at the bar, and ordering a bottle of water. He didn't exactly want to drink, considering that he was going to be driving back to the Pleasure Dome. All of a sudden, a ruckus was heard, and everyone turned to where it was. Indeed, it was Fraser Freeman, attacking a guy, and looking quite hammered. The Silver Baron got up, noticing that Freeman had floored the guy, and was about to attack the guy with a pool cue. People were trying to get in to subdue Freeman, but he swung the cue around, to keep them away, that was until the Silver Baroun used his cane to block him, and then knock it out of his hands.
Fraser: Uhhh....Bossman?
Silver Baron: Yeah. It's me.
Fraser: Lemme a' dis guy. He needs to get fucked up man.
Silver Baron: No he doesn't. Come on, let's get out of here.
Fraser: Ugh. No way duuude. Need more booooze.
Silver Baron: No you don't Freeman! Now be glad I'm here, otherwise your ass could have been in the slammer, the rate you're going.
The security guards grabbed Freeman, and managed to escort him outside without much trouble. The Silver Baron dropped some cash at the bar, to pay for what was Freeman's tab there. He then left, and went after Freeman, who stumbled around a bit.
Silver Baron: Well...shit.
Freeman began to chuckle. Silver Baron couldn't take it anymore, so he grabbed Freeman, and dragged him into the alleyway, before slamming him up against the wall, holding the bigger guy by the collar, along with lightly smacking him across the face a couple times.
Silver Baron: Enough is enough Freeman! For the last week, I've watched you become this fucken drunken mess. You're no good to anyone in this fucken state! Not me, the girls...And especially EMBER!
Fraser Freeman glared at the Silver Baron, and shoved him right off. It looked like he was going to attack, but the Silver Baron stood his ground. Fraser then relaxed for a minute.
Fraser: Dun worry man. We...we are on the same page. We'll....we'll do some good against whomever we face soon. Buh right now...a man's gotta do what a man's gotta do, and this man needs to drink and whoop sum ass!
Silver Baron: If you're gonna fucken drink, do it somewhere where I can see it, or at the very fucken least, don't have to drive halfway across town to bail your ass out...AGAIN! Now come on. Get in the car.
Fraser Freeman once again glared at the Silver Baron, and even went to go punch him. But the Silver Baron, knowing exactly how Freemen gets when he's like that, dodged, and pulled the top part of his Cane off, revealing that the top part actually was a sword, and the rest of the cane was a sheath. He once again shoved Freeman against the wall, with the dull side of his blade against Freeman's throat.
Silver Baron: Car...NOW!
With a reluctant nod, Freeman did listen, and staggered towards the car, and got in. He managed to buckle himself up. The silver Baron then tossed him his unopened bottle of water.
Silver Baron: Drink this up.
Freeman did as what he was told, and began to drink the water. He quickly finished it, as the Silver Baron got in the front see, and drove off.
The ride back to the Pleasure Dome was a quiet one, inspite of how intoxicated Freeman was. The water helped him a bit, but not by much, as he still looked completely out of it. Once The silver Baron arrived back at the Pleasure Done, both men got out. Freeman staggered a bit, following the Silver Baron up to his office. Once in there, the Silver Baron closed the door behind him. Freeman went to behind the counter, to grab himself a beer. The silver Baron cleared his throat, getting Freeman's attention.
Fraser: Whu? I'm drinkin' in front of ya.
Silver Baron: Yeah well I didn't drag you here to drink. I dragged your ass here to get your head in the game.
Fraser: Whatever.
Freeman pulled out a few more beers,all for himself. He went to the couch, as the Silver Baron began to pace around, very mad himself.
Silver Baron: Okay first off, why the hell did you attack that guy?
Fraser: He looked at me funny.
Silver Baron: That's why you got mad? Heh. Well I guess it could mean trouble for Sentinal and Bethany, if they did the same. Hell I know they will. Of course that's if you can get your head in the game!
Fraser: I already told you. I'm on the same page as you.
Silver Baron: Really? Is that how you see it? Because I fucken don't! We're not on the same chapter man. Maybe opposite ends of the book, if we're lucky. Because I see a man, who is wallowing in is own fucken self pity, instead of taking the fucken initiative to do something, especially since his daughter got involved in this. Not to mention the supposed love of your life betrayed us.
Fraser: Hey Hey...You shut the fuck up man!
Silver Baron: Or what? You going to attack me? I could easily throw you through that window panel, and you hitting the stage below, which is a whole level below us. You'll get really hurt, no matter how you land. Face it...You are in no position to talk Fraser. What, is the knife to far in, that you can't help but keep crippling yourself? I get it man. I've been there. I've had somebody who I was in love with, brutally, and disgustingly betray me. Further lead to my mind splitting, but that's all in the past now. No...What you need to do, is smarten up. Do something about what Hunter and Artemis did. Hell, what JADE even did.
There is a glazed over look in Freeman's eyes, he didn't speak a word he just slumped back into the chair. His teeth are gritted and his face turns a darker shade of red than the already present alcoholic glow. He is seething, not with what Baron has said but with himself and his reaction. However it is just how he copes and he knows many more are going to get introduced to the sharp end of a pool cue before its all over. Freeman sighs.
Freeman: I hear you loud and clear big fella. Cole and Artemis will pay! Not to even mention Jade the sanctamonius biznatch. Oh they will get whats coming to them. But Monday the SCK are back in mother fuckin biznassssss! Ashley and Sentinel better be ready!
Freeman bolts upright off of the couch
Freeman: It mother fucking clobbbbberrrrring tiiii-
Freeman swings his hand down at the desk but misses by about a foot and his momentum takes him face first to the floor FACEPLANT! Freeman is out like a light as Baron shakes his head, though he does manage to slightly see the funny side and lets out a chuckle.
Silver Baron: Damn. Even a big guy like you can handle so much. Anyways, get up man.
Fraser Freeman didn't from from the spot he was laying on. The Silver Baron poked him a couple times with his cane, before kneeling down, and seeing that Freeman and knocked the fuck out.
Silver Baron: Ugh. Well at least you won't be drinking all my beer now. I swear though Fraser...We'll find them, hunt them down, and give them exactly what they deserve, once Ember is out of harms way. I've already begun a search. When you wake up, put that military background of yours to good use.
The Silver Baron sighed, as he grabbed a pack of cigarettes, and a lighter, before heading out of his office, and up to the roof. Once there, he lit up a cigarette, and sat down at a ledge, overlooking everything. He puffed out the smoke, and looked up. The thing I don't understand is, why is everyone going after us? Last time this year, anyone who fucked with us was dealt with. Yet they kept coming, and they've picked us apart. I'm so...sick of it all.
Reluctantly, the Silver Baron pulled out his cell phone. He went to the recording app, to record his thoughts. But this time, it wasn't a video recording.
Silver Baron: I wasn't planning on doing this. Hell most of my shoots I've done are usually on the fly. As I'm sure most of you are aware, what's been happening lately, it's taken it's toll on us. Freeman especially took the worst of it mentally, from Raising Hell.
It's funny though. Do people have a suicidal thought process, but don't want it to look like a suicide? It would seem that way, as I know Freeman, hell I want to kill some individuals currently on the UWA roster.
But what about our opponents this week. UWA world champ Sentinal, and North American Champ Bethany Kenyon. Do we have anything against them? Not really. I mean yeah, down the line, we're gonna want to get title shots, and hell, this Mayhem, Freeman and I are gonna prove why we would like title shots in the future, because this mayhem, it's more then just a win we seek. It's about showing an example, of why SCK is more then just the glitz and glam, that everyone is trying to break down.
Simply put, the potentially dysfunctional team of Sentinal and Bethany, are going up against some Bulls on Parade. Because some people decided to fuck with us in ways that...I just can't forgive.
The Silver Baron sighed, and took a long drag of his cigarette.
Silver Baron: Beth...You know what I'm talking about. You have some serious issues, with dealing with a jealous, hyperactive, bitch of a sister. The one who demands the spotlight on her, while you naturally attract it. Of course there are other things involved, like your boyfriend, and hell, the safety of your friends. Can't ever guarantee that, especially how Aerynn treated them last year, in order to get to all of Arsenal.
You've tried everything with her. You stepped in her way to getting to Brody, and in the process, took that championship from her. What you have, is a fractured relationship. And neither of you will repair it with how you're going about it. Ashley refuses to listen to reason, yet that's all you want to give her. Well if you're gonna give her reason, beat it into her.
As for Sentinal, well your problems are yours, and yours alone. Don't get me wrong I know the last time we fought, I lost. One helluva match though, wasn't it? Could have went either way. But that was back then, and I'm afar different person now. One with his mind whole, and his focus tightened to a deep level. So who knows if the outcome will be the exact same.
But...It's more then just me being a new man, that's gonna be a reason why we'll be fighting harder. No. We have to make examples out of people, to show why it's a big mistake to mess with SCK. Because for to long, we've let others run over us. We've had one of my girls betray me, and now...She's gonna pay the price for her betrayal.
The Silver Baron took another drag of his cigarette.
Silver Baron: The list of our enemies are far to long. We need to strengthen our numbers to bring UWA back to being a truly competitive place. Hell, the fact that Cole and Artemis decided to do what they've done is enough for any man to seek retribution. Even the pope himself would be forced to stoop to the levels that we're gonna go. Nobody captures a man's daughter, and gets away with it, nor does a whore betray her pimp!
Unlike before, when my mind was fractured, I have no problem with killing, but it won't be in cold blood. Well, at least if a man has done nothing to me personally. Cole,Artemis, and yes, Michael Rivers included...they struck first, but we'll be the ones who strike last, loudest, and fatally. Let me paraphrase somebody, in order to put this into perspective. If we can't protect, we'll damn sure avenge. Those words ring no truer for Freeman, as it was his daughter that will be avenged. She will be brought back to us alive, and her captors will pay the price for simply looking at her.
As for Michael, you and I know this isn't over. You also know, that inspite of your pinfall victory, it only came, through dishonorable methods. If you were half the devil you claim you are, you wouldn't need to resort to low blows and eye rakes to get the job done. Something which you did, so I take my victory, in the fact I am more then what Michel could handle.
In conclusion...Freeman and I aren't settling for losses. We're gonna do all we can, to pick up the victory. Once he's sobered up and sees what needs to be done, you'll see how bad of an idea it was, to cross us. Sentinal...Bethany....You might be champions, and you're both damn good champions. But to SCK, you're just in our way, and we will go through you guys successfully. Because now, neither me nor Freeman are in competitive mode. We're both, in warrior mode, which guess what? Is not good for anyone else, especially Sin INC, and the fucken Children!
The battlefield is that ring, and if anyone else is is in that rings beside our enemies, I ask for them, either move out of the way, or join us. I don't want to cause any unnecessary bloodshed, but I'm not going to be against it either, if it means to make statements, and to clear our path. Once they're dealt with, well then SCK will have a massive party, everyone but those creeps invited. In the meantime, SCK is going on the offensive now, in case if anyone else hasn't figured that out yet.
It was of no surprise, that the porn actors all got out and headed to their lockers to their change rooms to get dressed. And it was then, that the Silver Baron himself, walked into the main part.
He didn't have a happy face on this time. Rather he was very somber. A mood he'd been in all week not even the punching bags he kept in his apartment, could shake the frustration he felt. But as soon as he saw his actors and actresses come back out, clothed, he smiled.
Silver Baron: Hey everyone. I got some good news for you all. Silverside INC has officially been nominated for best new studio, and sales are going through the roof. In fact, Tits, Cocks, and Automobiles, was ranked in the top ten highest money made in the last month alone.
The entire studio cheered for that. They were all aware of why the Silver Baron was in a sour mood. He lost, plus he was betrayed. Needless to say, that didn't sit well with him. So to see a smile on his face was considered refreshing.
Though once all the applause had stopped, his face was back to his usual, black ish form, showing that he was focused on something. So with that,he began to look around for something, or rather someone. He checked the locker rooms (once emptied) behind some of the equipment, and whatnot. Finally, he turned to Nicole, who was part of the film that day.
Silver Baron: Nic...have you seen Freeman around?
Nicole: No. Why, was he supposed to be here?
Silver Baron: Actually...Yeah he was supposed to be. I assigned him guard duty here today. Figured seeing all this pussy, even more so then over at the dome, would set him into a better mood. Or at least not be drunk for a few hours.
Nicole: Sorry boss, but he's not once been here. Which is strange, seeing that his car is here.
Silver Baron: Yeah, I noticed that as well. Knowing him though, he's likely at a bar somewhere. At least he's smart enough not to drive.
Nicole: Yeah. Hey you alright?
Silver Baron: Yeah...Why wouldn't I be?
Nicole: Baron...Boss...This is you we're talking about. As much as I'd like to believe you've overcome the darkness, people don't change overnight.
Silver Baron: Yeah, maybe not overnight, but over a week long coma and a serious inner reflection. It can do wonders.
Nicole: If you say do. But you'd think that after what Jade did to you...Hell everyone, it would cause a relapse.
The Silver Baron sighed, and looked at Nicole, directly in the eyes, and even placing his hand on her shoulder.
Silver Baron: You Nicole...Are such a mother hen. Which is why you are my number one of my girls. But I am my own man, one hundred percent. I'm not sharing a mind anymore. As for Jade, well she will regret betraying me. My main focus though, is for Freeman.
Nicole: Yeah, good point. We need all the help we can get to find Ember.
Silver Baron: Yeah. Anyways I'm gonna resume my search.
With that, Nicole smiled, and rubbed the Silver Baron's hand, n a friendly way. Once he retracted his hand, he pulled out his cell phone, and began to head outside, while texting Craven on possible locations on where Freeman might be.
As it would turn out, Craven did know where Freemen went to, as he texted the Silver Baron the bar and the street address. He smirked on the outside, but mentally kicked himself on the inside for not realizing it sooner. It was the Bull Pen. A somewhat sleazy bar that was not in the more glamorous part of Vegas.
About a half hour later, the Silver Baron pulled upt to the Bull Pen, in his Cadillac. He had changed into a more street friendly clothes, mostly a regular suite, and not his fancy jacket. He still had his cane with him, as was part of the image, no matter what. He walked into the Bull Pen, after having been searched and let in by the front door security.
Silver Baron: Now to find him.
The Silver Baron looked around, but couldn't see Freeman. He sighed, before sitting down at the bar, and ordering a bottle of water. He didn't exactly want to drink, considering that he was going to be driving back to the Pleasure Dome. All of a sudden, a ruckus was heard, and everyone turned to where it was. Indeed, it was Fraser Freeman, attacking a guy, and looking quite hammered. The Silver Baron got up, noticing that Freeman had floored the guy, and was about to attack the guy with a pool cue. People were trying to get in to subdue Freeman, but he swung the cue around, to keep them away, that was until the Silver Baroun used his cane to block him, and then knock it out of his hands.
Fraser: Uhhh....Bossman?
Silver Baron: Yeah. It's me.
Fraser: Lemme a' dis guy. He needs to get fucked up man.
Silver Baron: No he doesn't. Come on, let's get out of here.
Fraser: Ugh. No way duuude. Need more booooze.
Silver Baron: No you don't Freeman! Now be glad I'm here, otherwise your ass could have been in the slammer, the rate you're going.
The security guards grabbed Freeman, and managed to escort him outside without much trouble. The Silver Baron dropped some cash at the bar, to pay for what was Freeman's tab there. He then left, and went after Freeman, who stumbled around a bit.
Silver Baron: Well...shit.
Freeman began to chuckle. Silver Baron couldn't take it anymore, so he grabbed Freeman, and dragged him into the alleyway, before slamming him up against the wall, holding the bigger guy by the collar, along with lightly smacking him across the face a couple times.
Silver Baron: Enough is enough Freeman! For the last week, I've watched you become this fucken drunken mess. You're no good to anyone in this fucken state! Not me, the girls...And especially EMBER!
Fraser Freeman glared at the Silver Baron, and shoved him right off. It looked like he was going to attack, but the Silver Baron stood his ground. Fraser then relaxed for a minute.
Fraser: Dun worry man. We...we are on the same page. We'll....we'll do some good against whomever we face soon. Buh right now...a man's gotta do what a man's gotta do, and this man needs to drink and whoop sum ass!
Silver Baron: If you're gonna fucken drink, do it somewhere where I can see it, or at the very fucken least, don't have to drive halfway across town to bail your ass out...AGAIN! Now come on. Get in the car.
Fraser Freeman once again glared at the Silver Baron, and even went to go punch him. But the Silver Baron, knowing exactly how Freemen gets when he's like that, dodged, and pulled the top part of his Cane off, revealing that the top part actually was a sword, and the rest of the cane was a sheath. He once again shoved Freeman against the wall, with the dull side of his blade against Freeman's throat.
Silver Baron: Car...NOW!
With a reluctant nod, Freeman did listen, and staggered towards the car, and got in. He managed to buckle himself up. The silver Baron then tossed him his unopened bottle of water.
Silver Baron: Drink this up.
Freeman did as what he was told, and began to drink the water. He quickly finished it, as the Silver Baron got in the front see, and drove off.
The ride back to the Pleasure Dome was a quiet one, inspite of how intoxicated Freeman was. The water helped him a bit, but not by much, as he still looked completely out of it. Once The silver Baron arrived back at the Pleasure Done, both men got out. Freeman staggered a bit, following the Silver Baron up to his office. Once in there, the Silver Baron closed the door behind him. Freeman went to behind the counter, to grab himself a beer. The silver Baron cleared his throat, getting Freeman's attention.
Fraser: Whu? I'm drinkin' in front of ya.
Silver Baron: Yeah well I didn't drag you here to drink. I dragged your ass here to get your head in the game.
Fraser: Whatever.
Freeman pulled out a few more beers,all for himself. He went to the couch, as the Silver Baron began to pace around, very mad himself.
Silver Baron: Okay first off, why the hell did you attack that guy?
Fraser: He looked at me funny.
Silver Baron: That's why you got mad? Heh. Well I guess it could mean trouble for Sentinal and Bethany, if they did the same. Hell I know they will. Of course that's if you can get your head in the game!
Fraser: I already told you. I'm on the same page as you.
Silver Baron: Really? Is that how you see it? Because I fucken don't! We're not on the same chapter man. Maybe opposite ends of the book, if we're lucky. Because I see a man, who is wallowing in is own fucken self pity, instead of taking the fucken initiative to do something, especially since his daughter got involved in this. Not to mention the supposed love of your life betrayed us.
Fraser: Hey Hey...You shut the fuck up man!
Silver Baron: Or what? You going to attack me? I could easily throw you through that window panel, and you hitting the stage below, which is a whole level below us. You'll get really hurt, no matter how you land. Face it...You are in no position to talk Fraser. What, is the knife to far in, that you can't help but keep crippling yourself? I get it man. I've been there. I've had somebody who I was in love with, brutally, and disgustingly betray me. Further lead to my mind splitting, but that's all in the past now. No...What you need to do, is smarten up. Do something about what Hunter and Artemis did. Hell, what JADE even did.
There is a glazed over look in Freeman's eyes, he didn't speak a word he just slumped back into the chair. His teeth are gritted and his face turns a darker shade of red than the already present alcoholic glow. He is seething, not with what Baron has said but with himself and his reaction. However it is just how he copes and he knows many more are going to get introduced to the sharp end of a pool cue before its all over. Freeman sighs.
Freeman: I hear you loud and clear big fella. Cole and Artemis will pay! Not to even mention Jade the sanctamonius biznatch. Oh they will get whats coming to them. But Monday the SCK are back in mother fuckin biznassssss! Ashley and Sentinel better be ready!
Freeman bolts upright off of the couch
Freeman: It mother fucking clobbbbberrrrring tiiii-
Freeman swings his hand down at the desk but misses by about a foot and his momentum takes him face first to the floor FACEPLANT! Freeman is out like a light as Baron shakes his head, though he does manage to slightly see the funny side and lets out a chuckle.
Silver Baron: Damn. Even a big guy like you can handle so much. Anyways, get up man.
Fraser Freeman didn't from from the spot he was laying on. The Silver Baron poked him a couple times with his cane, before kneeling down, and seeing that Freeman and knocked the fuck out.
Silver Baron: Ugh. Well at least you won't be drinking all my beer now. I swear though Fraser...We'll find them, hunt them down, and give them exactly what they deserve, once Ember is out of harms way. I've already begun a search. When you wake up, put that military background of yours to good use.
The Silver Baron sighed, as he grabbed a pack of cigarettes, and a lighter, before heading out of his office, and up to the roof. Once there, he lit up a cigarette, and sat down at a ledge, overlooking everything. He puffed out the smoke, and looked up. The thing I don't understand is, why is everyone going after us? Last time this year, anyone who fucked with us was dealt with. Yet they kept coming, and they've picked us apart. I'm so...sick of it all.
Reluctantly, the Silver Baron pulled out his cell phone. He went to the recording app, to record his thoughts. But this time, it wasn't a video recording.
Silver Baron: I wasn't planning on doing this. Hell most of my shoots I've done are usually on the fly. As I'm sure most of you are aware, what's been happening lately, it's taken it's toll on us. Freeman especially took the worst of it mentally, from Raising Hell.
It's funny though. Do people have a suicidal thought process, but don't want it to look like a suicide? It would seem that way, as I know Freeman, hell I want to kill some individuals currently on the UWA roster.
But what about our opponents this week. UWA world champ Sentinal, and North American Champ Bethany Kenyon. Do we have anything against them? Not really. I mean yeah, down the line, we're gonna want to get title shots, and hell, this Mayhem, Freeman and I are gonna prove why we would like title shots in the future, because this mayhem, it's more then just a win we seek. It's about showing an example, of why SCK is more then just the glitz and glam, that everyone is trying to break down.
Simply put, the potentially dysfunctional team of Sentinal and Bethany, are going up against some Bulls on Parade. Because some people decided to fuck with us in ways that...I just can't forgive.
The Silver Baron sighed, and took a long drag of his cigarette.
Silver Baron: Beth...You know what I'm talking about. You have some serious issues, with dealing with a jealous, hyperactive, bitch of a sister. The one who demands the spotlight on her, while you naturally attract it. Of course there are other things involved, like your boyfriend, and hell, the safety of your friends. Can't ever guarantee that, especially how Aerynn treated them last year, in order to get to all of Arsenal.
You've tried everything with her. You stepped in her way to getting to Brody, and in the process, took that championship from her. What you have, is a fractured relationship. And neither of you will repair it with how you're going about it. Ashley refuses to listen to reason, yet that's all you want to give her. Well if you're gonna give her reason, beat it into her.
As for Sentinal, well your problems are yours, and yours alone. Don't get me wrong I know the last time we fought, I lost. One helluva match though, wasn't it? Could have went either way. But that was back then, and I'm afar different person now. One with his mind whole, and his focus tightened to a deep level. So who knows if the outcome will be the exact same.
But...It's more then just me being a new man, that's gonna be a reason why we'll be fighting harder. No. We have to make examples out of people, to show why it's a big mistake to mess with SCK. Because for to long, we've let others run over us. We've had one of my girls betray me, and now...She's gonna pay the price for her betrayal.
The Silver Baron took another drag of his cigarette.
Silver Baron: The list of our enemies are far to long. We need to strengthen our numbers to bring UWA back to being a truly competitive place. Hell, the fact that Cole and Artemis decided to do what they've done is enough for any man to seek retribution. Even the pope himself would be forced to stoop to the levels that we're gonna go. Nobody captures a man's daughter, and gets away with it, nor does a whore betray her pimp!
Unlike before, when my mind was fractured, I have no problem with killing, but it won't be in cold blood. Well, at least if a man has done nothing to me personally. Cole,Artemis, and yes, Michael Rivers included...they struck first, but we'll be the ones who strike last, loudest, and fatally. Let me paraphrase somebody, in order to put this into perspective. If we can't protect, we'll damn sure avenge. Those words ring no truer for Freeman, as it was his daughter that will be avenged. She will be brought back to us alive, and her captors will pay the price for simply looking at her.
As for Michael, you and I know this isn't over. You also know, that inspite of your pinfall victory, it only came, through dishonorable methods. If you were half the devil you claim you are, you wouldn't need to resort to low blows and eye rakes to get the job done. Something which you did, so I take my victory, in the fact I am more then what Michel could handle.
In conclusion...Freeman and I aren't settling for losses. We're gonna do all we can, to pick up the victory. Once he's sobered up and sees what needs to be done, you'll see how bad of an idea it was, to cross us. Sentinal...Bethany....You might be champions, and you're both damn good champions. But to SCK, you're just in our way, and we will go through you guys successfully. Because now, neither me nor Freeman are in competitive mode. We're both, in warrior mode, which guess what? Is not good for anyone else, especially Sin INC, and the fucken Children!
The battlefield is that ring, and if anyone else is is in that rings beside our enemies, I ask for them, either move out of the way, or join us. I don't want to cause any unnecessary bloodshed, but I'm not going to be against it either, if it means to make statements, and to clear our path. Once they're dealt with, well then SCK will have a massive party, everyone but those creeps invited. In the meantime, SCK is going on the offensive now, in case if anyone else hasn't figured that out yet.
