Once the commercials finally break away, the camera fades in to the sight of tents of vast color. This happens to be on dirt ground, surrounded by vacancy. Plenty of people are roaming, mostly retired and on-the-verge folks, checking these tents. One couple sticks out the most, however, with neither of them looking ready to retire soon. The camera catches up with this pair and the man with the massive chest... well, muscle wise, is shown it be Batista. He's decked out in a gray long-sleeved shirt and a plain pair of loose fit blue jeans. And the lovely woman beside him in such tight blue jeans it looks like she was poured into them and a white top that just cuts off under her rack, is seen to be Lizzy Borden. Batista only stares straight ahead, his eyes cold as ice. Lizzy, on the other hand, is checking out Batista. She then changes her focus to forward as well.
"Hardcore Slut" Lizzy Borden "Jesus, why the fuck did we come here again? I don't wanna be around some dirty fuckin' Mexicans.
The camera then pans side to side to see that indeed, these tents are being ran by Mexicans. Lizzy sneers at the sight of them while Batista just keeps a focus ahead. Lizzy looks at Batista once again with a questioning look on her face.
"Hardcore Slut" Lizzy Borden "Are you a fuckin' mute?
Batista stops, as does Borden. He pivits his head just enough to look at her with those iced eyes.
"Genetic Monster" Dave Batista "I only talk.. when it matters.
"Hardcore Slut" Lizzy Borden "Ohh, so your manager don't matter? Lemme tell you somethin', you big fucker. I had planty of offers to manage other talent, but I picked you. Y'know why? You had the most potential outta the rest of those fuckers. Now do I fuckin' matter?
She puts her hands on her hips, awaiting Batiata's response. He smirks.
"Genetic Monster" Dave Batista "Fire... I like that.
She eases up on her hard look and moves in closer to him. She slowly takes her index and runs it down his chest.
"Hardcore Slut" Lizzy Borden "Y'know... if ya give me what I want.. I could give you what you want.
She continues running her hand down his torso, but Batista grabs her hand at his stomach. She looks up and he still gives her an stone look.
"Genetic Monster" Dave Batista "Business matters only.
He lets go of her hand and takes off down the path, leaving her in his dust. She snorts a little, shock he turned her down. She then smirks to herself.
"Hardcore Slut" Lizzy Borden "Just playin' a little hard to get.
She then jogs to go catch with him in the noiser part of the festival. They almost get past a tent before someone hollers at the big man.
"Some Punk" Hector "Hey ese! Get over here! We need some bizness.
Batista turns his head and makes eye contact with a five foot man in a white beater and shorts, and the illegal beside him wearing a shirt that reads "Daddy's Little Princess".
"Some Punk" Hector "Yeah you, big man.
Batista doesn't hesitate as he with Borden head over. The men exchange looks of joy as Batista stops at their booth.
"Some Punk" Hector "Hey mayne, wut can I do for you?
Batista looks around this man's shop and sees that it's an assortment of vegitables. Peppers, jumping beans, and more peppers.
"Some Punk" Hector "You see anything you like?
Lizzy figures Batista isn't going to talk, so she clears her throat and advances.
"Hardcore Slut" Lizzy Borden "Hey fella's.
Hector and the princess change their looks to Lizzy, Hector's facial expressions painted vividly.
"Some Punk" Hector "Well he-e-ello mami.
Batista looks from the vegitables and glares to Lizzy, but she brushes off the harsh look.
"Hardcore Slut" Lizzy Borden "I see we're sellin' peppers here.
"Some Punk" Hector "Si. Well, mostly peppers. We got onions, beans, peppers, and tennis shoes. All straight from across the border.
"Hardcore Slut" Lizzy Borden "Ohh, living dangerously huh?
She moves in a little closer to him.
"Hardcore Slut" Lizzy Borden "I like that in a man.
She licks her lips lightly as Hector's eyes widen, as does the princess man. Batista only gets angry and Hector looks back to the monster.
"Some Punk" Hector "Eeeeasy, vato. Here, have a pepper. On the house. Tito, get 'em a habenero.
Princess-stroke-Tito nods and walks over to the far basket, pulling out a relatively small green pepper. He walks back over to Batista and sets it in front of him.
"Some Punk" Hector "Good stuff. Eat up, mayne.
Batista picks it up and looks at it. Hector and Tito both fight back smiles and Batista pops it in his mouth, chews it about three times and swallows it. Several seconds later, no reaction from him, both Mexicans fighting back shocked looks.
"Genetic Monster" Dave Batista "These are pathetic. You call these good? I've aten hotter jelly beans!
"Some Punk" Hector "Those are the third hottest pepper in the world! You hafta sign forms for those!
"Genetic Monster" Dave Batista "Looks like your little plan backfired didn't it, punk? Ya wanna see somethin' funny?
These two wait in shock and Lizzy looks back to him in time to see him grab Tito by the neck with his two hands. He picks him up and hurls him over the table, landing with a sick thud on the ground. Batista stares at the unconcious body as Hector climbs on the table, getting ready to leap. Batista hears the feet hitting the table and turns around, catching Hector in mid air with his hands around his throat. He slams him with those massive biceps and the table cracks him half. He moves in over the new victim and stares down at him.
"Genetic Monster" Dave Batista "That's funny! And ya wanna know somethin' funnier? I'ma beat ANOTHER Mexican TWICE as much as I did to you! I'll rip his heart out, tear off his head and spit down his throat! And while I'm at it.. I'll knock his nephew around too.
Lizzy steps beside him and rests a hand on his shoulder.
"Hardcore Slut" Lizzy Borden "Umm, hun.. I don't mean to intrude, but you just knock this beaner the fuck out. He can't hear ya.
"Genetic Monster" Dave Batista "No..
He looks up from the havoc.
"Genetic Monster" Dave Batista "But you can, can't you, Eddie? You hear me loud and clear. If you can hear me, listen to this: come Smackdown, your nightmare will be a reality. The monster.. has been let off its chain.. AND YOU'RE IN THE WAY! You see this? This punk, and how he got dropped in a heartbeat? This little chump was probably your cousin. Well rest assured.. this.. WILL... run in the family! Guerrero, listen close.. and listen good. Your future.. is until Sunday. I advise you do what you damn well please, because Sunday... the face.. of this demon... is the last thing you'll see.. before the casket.
He looks down at the reck and spits on the man. He moves from hovering over him to hitting the dirt trail. Lizzy smirks at the damage and runs to once again catch up with Batista. She leaps and clings onto his back.
"Hardcore Slut" Lizzy Borden "Oh God, the pain you inflict.. it just turns me on.
She starts to kiss his neck, but he pays no attention to it.
"Genetic Monster" Dave Batista "You want pain? Look at Guerrero after Smackdown, when I decimate... decentigrate... and anhilate!
He walks on, the scene drawing to static.
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