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Ichabod

Ichabod lays in his bed at his myrtle beach condo. He is a little sore from yesterday's beach visit. He knows he isn't supposed to get out of bed. But he loves the beach. It has a sense of temporary healing for him. He looks out the window as he muses.

Selena walks in with a Dark Angel shirt on. Ichabod smiles at her smart ass approach to apparal. But she doesn't look too happy.

HE is here to see you mi amo. You aren't going to like this.

Who? Send him in.

Out of the doorway steps the last man Ichabod was prepared to see in his home.

What the fuck are you doing here?

Well now, it is Ichabod. The one and only. So, Ichabod. I know that you have seen what is been going done lately at the RDW. The old versus the new. You saw what happened. Where do you stand in all of this. Nevermind, I know you and you wanna be independent right. Well, I know what you want and why it is so. Do you believe in..........

Just then, Selena walks in with a glass of lemonade and the Dark Angel shirt on. D stops and eyes the shirt. He grabs the lemonade and pours it all over her and the shirt. Ichabod tries to gete out of bed but to no avail. D looks at him like he his stupid. He grabs a pillow and tries to smother him with it. .

Damnit, your bitch isn't worthy to wear that shirt. Damnit, die die die die. Wait, can't kill him. Must regain composure. Ahh damnit. Just another minute and he'll be dead. Fuck, listen you asswiped redneck. I didn't come here to kill you while you were bed ridden. That's just to easy. Now, I came here to ask a question. The Veterans are taking over and I know you saw what happened to me Seth, Abel, Reverend and all. We are all getting screwed and shit. These veterans are claiming everything that doesn't belong to them. I came here asking for helll.. hleo....helllll.. damnit, Help. We need help. There are only five of us fighting and they have more and are growing. I know that us five alone possess more talent then they do but still. They have the staff on their side. You're the only person that has ever came in and taken over the staff.

Well, I am flattered. The great and evil Wicked D asking for my help. Well, I saw Monday Murder and I have to admit, that match was yours. Jade doesn't put up the work that you do. That much I know. You and I made a great team, even if I was plotting against you the whole time. The only thing holding the five of you back from taking the RdW is Dope's control of the staff. As long as he is prez, you won't win. The veterans are his golden boys. And you are right, i do possess the influence. I hate you, I hate all you stand for, if i weren't confined to a bed right now because of you, I would probably beat you within an inch of your life. But everyone knows that I have always supported a fair federation. ANd everyone knows i love to fight for it. I owe Prez 2 Dope anyway. He flushed 2 months of my service down the drain. Yes, I will join the New RdW. When I return, Jade, Shane, Ghost, East Siders, and who ever else represents the "Millionaires Club" You had better be ready. When I come back, the federation is coming to who it belongs, the fresh new talent. Not the washed up sissies of days gone by. However, once we are back in control, D, we have a date with destiny. We will face each other when this shit blows over. So don't start thinking we are friends, do not pat me on the back, I will rip your fucking arm off. By the way, I think we need one more person from the old days in the IPWF to help us out. Someone who will make a rather powerful addition to our motley crew. Wicked, I think it is time to call your German friend. Now get the fuck out of my house.

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D turns to leaves and notices an Ichabod doll on the mantel of his room. He grins and ripps it's head. He heads to the kitchen and gets a beer. He walks back to the room, opens the beer, pours it in the dool and begins to drink it. He then wipes his ass with the doll and tosses it on Ichabod.