Post by TheFirecracker on Feb 20, 2015 16:18:17 GMT -6
Police tape off the scene as paramedics seem to be pulling a body from a lake. As that happens Agent James comes on scene. He walks over to one of the officers and begins to ask some questions.
Agent James-”Agent James of the ATF. Any idea who the man is?”
Officer-”Not yet Mr. James.”
Agent James-”Mind if I go take a look?”
The officer steps aside as Agent James ducks under the tape and approaches the body which is now covered by a body bag. He unzips the bag and takes a good look at the man. One of the paramedics leans over and speaks as they hand him a wallet that came from the mans pants pocket.
Paramedic-”This will tell you who the man is Agent.”
Agent James opens the wallet and looks at the license.
Agent James-”Franklin Lamia Jr.”
Paramedic-”Does that mean anything to you?”
Agent James nods as he shuts the wallet and places it in an evidence bag.
Agent James-”That it does sir. That it does. I’m going to need to take this for evidence.”
Paramedic-”By all means Sir. Anything else we can help with?”
He nods.
Agent James-”Who found the body?”
Paramedic-”From what I heard, a man was out here fishing. Hooked the body on his line.”
Agent James-”Thank you. That will be all.”
Agent James places the bag with the wallet in his jacket pocket. He then walks back and once again ducks under the police tape this time exiting the crime scene.
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Pauly and his father are seen back at the warehouse finishing things up for the move. Just as they are getting ready to open the doors and have the trucks drive off they notice the damn ATF agent pulling up again. They quickly shut the doors and stand there grilling the shit out of the Agent as he gets out of his car and approaches the two. Pauly strps forward almost face to face with the agent.
Pauly-”Whot in the bloody hell do ye want now?”
Agent James-”No hug hello?”
Philip-”Like Pauly said, whot the hell do ye want?”
Agent James-”Do you recognize the name Franklin Lamia Jr Pauly?”
Inside Pauly is growing with concern but he knows he has to hold it together.
Pauly-”Can’t say I do Agent. Why ye asking anyways?”
Agent James-”Well his body was pulled from a lake this morning. Knowing his late father’s past, I am sure Frankie Jr. followed in his fathers footsteps.”
Pauly-”And? Whot does it gotta do with us?”
Agent James-”Well I know you were somewhat friendly with Big Frank before he went to the big house and never made it out. So I figured you would know his son.”
Pauly-”Friendly? Ye do realize us Irish don’t take kind to dem retardted Italians who think they better than everyone? So why would ye think I was friendly with him of all people?”
The agent pulls out a folder containing a single picture. One of Pauly and Big Frank shaking hands and hands it to Pauly who takes a good look at it before handing it back.
Pauly-”This means nothing. I hate tha Lamia’s with a passion. This was just an agreement for no bloodshed in our backyards. Thas all. Ye got nothing.”
Agent James-”I’ll find something. Trust me Pauly. Like I said I got nothing to indite you…..yet. But I’ll find something.”
Philip-”Ye can try Agent James, ye can try.”
Pauly-”Exactly whot he said. Ye got nothing or ye wouldn’t be here poking ‘round. If this was a real threat ye would be slapping cuffs on me right now. So if that is all can ye please piss off?”
Agent James-”As always, I am sure I’ll be seeing you soon enough Pauly.”
Pauly-”Fuck off already will ye?”
Agent James doesn’t respond. Just places the picture back in the folder and makes his way back towards the car. Then Pauly feels a swift smack upside his head and he looks at his father with a what the fuck look on his face.
Pauly-"Whot was that fer?"
Philip-"I thought ye said ye took care of Frankie."
Pauly-"Aye I did."
Philip-"Well obviously they found tha body. So now whot?"
Pauly-"Just because there is a known connection, doesn't mean they can tie that body to us. They got nothing Da."
Philip-"But that known connection will keep them bastards coming back and poking around some more. Ye should have went tae deeper waters son."
Pauly-"Sorry Da. DInna think anyone would find him at the bottom of that damned lake. Honestly, whot are tha chances?"
Philip-"Chances? None, cuz it happened. Now we got more shite tae deal with."
Pauly-"Won't amount tae nothing Da."
Philip nods.
Philip-"Aye I know lad. JUst the damn stress is something we dinna need."
Pauly nods.
Pauly-"Aye, I know Da, and I'm sorry I dinna take more measures tae make sure thot bastard wasn't found."
Philip-"All good lad. Thos will blow over eventually."
The two nods and open the doors to the warehouse and allow the trucks to pull out as the scene fades to black.
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Pauly-”Tragic Engagement!”
The scene comes in to Pauly leaning on the ropes on the ring in the empty arena. He stands on the outside as he looks up at the giant banner hanging from the rafters.
Pauly-”UWA has survived and lived tae have this pay per view a second time. That is quite a feat of greatness if ye ask me. And if didn’t know ye boy was in the big main event that first Tragic Engagement, where I faced off against Nick Daniels, Sentinel, and the woman who became first UWA champion ever, me best friend, Aerynn. What a brawl thot match was. Go back and watch if ye dinna remember. Us four put it on the line that night. We made the first ppv one tae remember.”
Pauly chuckles a bit.
Pauly-”Now tha second time around I am in a triple threat fer the North American Title. Not the world title, but I’ll take whot I can get no a days. Again one of tha people involved is a very, very close friend of mine. Not Aerynn considering she is once again fighting fer the right tae become World champion for the second time at this very pay per view, but that person is Shonn Maguire.”
The chuckle stops as Pauly’s arms now extended to give him better balance while leaning on the ropes.
Pauly-”Obviously everyone knows the story with myself and Shonn so there is kinna no reason tae get inta that. SUcks he is one of me two opponents, but he knows this is just business. That bell rings we are opponents, not lads. Then when the final bells rings we go in the back and share a bottle o whiskey and laugh at the bumps and bruisies we gave each other. Or Ashley fer that matter.”
He chuckles again.
Pauly-”I mean fer a while me and Shonn might not have tae square off, we may just pound Ashley inta the ground then we have ourselves a good old fashioned Irish brawl.”
The laugh grows even louder.
Pauly-”Aye, we met again finally get a real meatch aye Ash? I know ye looking tae get payback fer what we done come Tragic Engagement, but dinna ye think the odds are a bit in our favor?”
Pauly gathers his composure as he now takes a seat on the apron but still keeps his eyes on the banner above.
Pauly-”Vengeance, retribution, whatevea ye wanna call it lass. I know our groups have basically been at war fer a while now. So I know ye looking tae take me head off, Shonn’s as well. I mean whot we have done, who kinna blame ye?”
The laugh returns as he shakes his head back and forth a few times.
Pauly-”I mean tha list of shite we been unloading on ye all. Where do I start? Forcing drugs on Billy or whateva he name is. Attacking anyone of ye multiple times. Making ye all feel the pain fer messing with Gealtachta. We dun ran through yer whole group and then some more fer that matta. So it is easy tae know why ye can’t wait tae get in the ring, even with the odds against ye, but I can tell being in a handicap match pretty much doesn’t botha ye does it?”
Pauly jumps up and climbs into the ring and begins to pace as he rants on.
Pauly-”Ye got a big pair of balls fer a lady. I’ll give ye that, but balls alone will not save ye. Now I dinna say ye kinna hold yer own. Ye have proved that lass, but again. Look at tha odds? Ye gunna need yer friends tae pull a miracle out yer ass tae save ye in this one.”
He chuckles as he continues to pace the ring.
Pauly-”Well they can try anyways. But fail they will. Ye can bring Bethony. Ye can bring Jeszika, but will they be thinking tae save they energy fer tha big title match or will they sacrifice their well being to help a friend in need?”
The laugh continues as he once again stares at the banner hangging from the rafters.
Pauly-”Mistake if they do that Ashley. Why ye ask? Let them come tae yer aide. Let them sacrifice their well being, for it will open the door fer Aerynn when they are broken and beaten from tryna save yer arse.”
Pauly stops in the middle of the ring. No laughing. For now he stares directly into the camera.
Pauly-”Or they let ye hold yer own, which will not be good fer ye well being. I mean come on. Ye all by yerself on this one Ash. And standing across from ye is myself and Shonn. Either one of us can win and tha othea won’t be mad. As long as ye dinna walk away with the title or Your sister or Jeszika. As long as one, hopefully both titles come home with Gealtachta, than we have succeeded.”
Pauly now extends his arm and points one finger at the banner as he once again glares at it.
Pauly-”One way or another one god damn belt is coming home with us. Weather it is Tha North American Title or Tha World Title. Or both for that matter. Just know this isn’t going to be a fun night fer anyone involved. Not ye, not yer sister, not Jeszika. Plain and simple.
Pauly exits the ring and makes his way up the ramp and stops one last time as he turns around and faces the camera.
Pauly-”The hellhound has been woken, and thas not good fer nobody in the vicinity.”
The scene fades as Pauly exits the stage and disappears behind the curtains.
Agent James-”Agent James of the ATF. Any idea who the man is?”
Officer-”Not yet Mr. James.”
Agent James-”Mind if I go take a look?”
The officer steps aside as Agent James ducks under the tape and approaches the body which is now covered by a body bag. He unzips the bag and takes a good look at the man. One of the paramedics leans over and speaks as they hand him a wallet that came from the mans pants pocket.
Paramedic-”This will tell you who the man is Agent.”
Agent James opens the wallet and looks at the license.
Agent James-”Franklin Lamia Jr.”
Paramedic-”Does that mean anything to you?”
Agent James nods as he shuts the wallet and places it in an evidence bag.
Agent James-”That it does sir. That it does. I’m going to need to take this for evidence.”
Paramedic-”By all means Sir. Anything else we can help with?”
He nods.
Agent James-”Who found the body?”
Paramedic-”From what I heard, a man was out here fishing. Hooked the body on his line.”
Agent James-”Thank you. That will be all.”
Agent James places the bag with the wallet in his jacket pocket. He then walks back and once again ducks under the police tape this time exiting the crime scene.
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Pauly and his father are seen back at the warehouse finishing things up for the move. Just as they are getting ready to open the doors and have the trucks drive off they notice the damn ATF agent pulling up again. They quickly shut the doors and stand there grilling the shit out of the Agent as he gets out of his car and approaches the two. Pauly strps forward almost face to face with the agent.
Pauly-”Whot in the bloody hell do ye want now?”
Agent James-”No hug hello?”
Philip-”Like Pauly said, whot the hell do ye want?”
Agent James-”Do you recognize the name Franklin Lamia Jr Pauly?”
Inside Pauly is growing with concern but he knows he has to hold it together.
Pauly-”Can’t say I do Agent. Why ye asking anyways?”
Agent James-”Well his body was pulled from a lake this morning. Knowing his late father’s past, I am sure Frankie Jr. followed in his fathers footsteps.”
Pauly-”And? Whot does it gotta do with us?”
Agent James-”Well I know you were somewhat friendly with Big Frank before he went to the big house and never made it out. So I figured you would know his son.”
Pauly-”Friendly? Ye do realize us Irish don’t take kind to dem retardted Italians who think they better than everyone? So why would ye think I was friendly with him of all people?”
The agent pulls out a folder containing a single picture. One of Pauly and Big Frank shaking hands and hands it to Pauly who takes a good look at it before handing it back.
Pauly-”This means nothing. I hate tha Lamia’s with a passion. This was just an agreement for no bloodshed in our backyards. Thas all. Ye got nothing.”
Agent James-”I’ll find something. Trust me Pauly. Like I said I got nothing to indite you…..yet. But I’ll find something.”
Philip-”Ye can try Agent James, ye can try.”
Pauly-”Exactly whot he said. Ye got nothing or ye wouldn’t be here poking ‘round. If this was a real threat ye would be slapping cuffs on me right now. So if that is all can ye please piss off?”
Agent James-”As always, I am sure I’ll be seeing you soon enough Pauly.”
Pauly-”Fuck off already will ye?”
Agent James doesn’t respond. Just places the picture back in the folder and makes his way back towards the car. Then Pauly feels a swift smack upside his head and he looks at his father with a what the fuck look on his face.
Pauly-"Whot was that fer?"
Philip-"I thought ye said ye took care of Frankie."
Pauly-"Aye I did."
Philip-"Well obviously they found tha body. So now whot?"
Pauly-"Just because there is a known connection, doesn't mean they can tie that body to us. They got nothing Da."
Philip-"But that known connection will keep them bastards coming back and poking around some more. Ye should have went tae deeper waters son."
Pauly-"Sorry Da. DInna think anyone would find him at the bottom of that damned lake. Honestly, whot are tha chances?"
Philip-"Chances? None, cuz it happened. Now we got more shite tae deal with."
Pauly-"Won't amount tae nothing Da."
Philip nods.
Philip-"Aye I know lad. JUst the damn stress is something we dinna need."
Pauly nods.
Pauly-"Aye, I know Da, and I'm sorry I dinna take more measures tae make sure thot bastard wasn't found."
Philip-"All good lad. Thos will blow over eventually."
The two nods and open the doors to the warehouse and allow the trucks to pull out as the scene fades to black.
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Pauly-”Tragic Engagement!”
The scene comes in to Pauly leaning on the ropes on the ring in the empty arena. He stands on the outside as he looks up at the giant banner hanging from the rafters.
Pauly-”UWA has survived and lived tae have this pay per view a second time. That is quite a feat of greatness if ye ask me. And if didn’t know ye boy was in the big main event that first Tragic Engagement, where I faced off against Nick Daniels, Sentinel, and the woman who became first UWA champion ever, me best friend, Aerynn. What a brawl thot match was. Go back and watch if ye dinna remember. Us four put it on the line that night. We made the first ppv one tae remember.”
Pauly chuckles a bit.
Pauly-”Now tha second time around I am in a triple threat fer the North American Title. Not the world title, but I’ll take whot I can get no a days. Again one of tha people involved is a very, very close friend of mine. Not Aerynn considering she is once again fighting fer the right tae become World champion for the second time at this very pay per view, but that person is Shonn Maguire.”
The chuckle stops as Pauly’s arms now extended to give him better balance while leaning on the ropes.
Pauly-”Obviously everyone knows the story with myself and Shonn so there is kinna no reason tae get inta that. SUcks he is one of me two opponents, but he knows this is just business. That bell rings we are opponents, not lads. Then when the final bells rings we go in the back and share a bottle o whiskey and laugh at the bumps and bruisies we gave each other. Or Ashley fer that matter.”
He chuckles again.
Pauly-”I mean fer a while me and Shonn might not have tae square off, we may just pound Ashley inta the ground then we have ourselves a good old fashioned Irish brawl.”
The laugh grows even louder.
Pauly-”Aye, we met again finally get a real meatch aye Ash? I know ye looking tae get payback fer what we done come Tragic Engagement, but dinna ye think the odds are a bit in our favor?”
Pauly gathers his composure as he now takes a seat on the apron but still keeps his eyes on the banner above.
Pauly-”Vengeance, retribution, whatevea ye wanna call it lass. I know our groups have basically been at war fer a while now. So I know ye looking tae take me head off, Shonn’s as well. I mean whot we have done, who kinna blame ye?”
The laugh returns as he shakes his head back and forth a few times.
Pauly-”I mean tha list of shite we been unloading on ye all. Where do I start? Forcing drugs on Billy or whateva he name is. Attacking anyone of ye multiple times. Making ye all feel the pain fer messing with Gealtachta. We dun ran through yer whole group and then some more fer that matta. So it is easy tae know why ye can’t wait tae get in the ring, even with the odds against ye, but I can tell being in a handicap match pretty much doesn’t botha ye does it?”
Pauly jumps up and climbs into the ring and begins to pace as he rants on.
Pauly-”Ye got a big pair of balls fer a lady. I’ll give ye that, but balls alone will not save ye. Now I dinna say ye kinna hold yer own. Ye have proved that lass, but again. Look at tha odds? Ye gunna need yer friends tae pull a miracle out yer ass tae save ye in this one.”
He chuckles as he continues to pace the ring.
Pauly-”Well they can try anyways. But fail they will. Ye can bring Bethony. Ye can bring Jeszika, but will they be thinking tae save they energy fer tha big title match or will they sacrifice their well being to help a friend in need?”
The laugh continues as he once again stares at the banner hangging from the rafters.
Pauly-”Mistake if they do that Ashley. Why ye ask? Let them come tae yer aide. Let them sacrifice their well being, for it will open the door fer Aerynn when they are broken and beaten from tryna save yer arse.”
Pauly stops in the middle of the ring. No laughing. For now he stares directly into the camera.
Pauly-”Or they let ye hold yer own, which will not be good fer ye well being. I mean come on. Ye all by yerself on this one Ash. And standing across from ye is myself and Shonn. Either one of us can win and tha othea won’t be mad. As long as ye dinna walk away with the title or Your sister or Jeszika. As long as one, hopefully both titles come home with Gealtachta, than we have succeeded.”
Pauly now extends his arm and points one finger at the banner as he once again glares at it.
Pauly-”One way or another one god damn belt is coming home with us. Weather it is Tha North American Title or Tha World Title. Or both for that matter. Just know this isn’t going to be a fun night fer anyone involved. Not ye, not yer sister, not Jeszika. Plain and simple.
Pauly exits the ring and makes his way up the ramp and stops one last time as he turns around and faces the camera.
Pauly-”The hellhound has been woken, and thas not good fer nobody in the vicinity.”
The scene fades as Pauly exits the stage and disappears behind the curtains.