...he attacks everyone and anyone he pleases, just because he thinks he can. i will give this much to him, he is a great performer and has held many titles, including the undisputed wow championship, but that don't give him permission to just come at anyone and kick their ass...
~ pka and morbius: 9/26/02~
The young beauty walks quietly up to the door of the great hotel. Her brown hair shimmers in the dim fluorescent lights beaming out from the lobby. The man watching her opens the door of his vehicle and steps out, walking inconspicuously toward her. As she opens one of the double doors, she feels a strong hand grip her hair and jerk backward. The rough assailant drags her into the bushes, where he pushes her down on the ground. Acting on instinct, she brings her knee up into his sack, crushing about seventy million of his would be children.
The woman gets up ready to fight, and lands a knife edge to the big bald man's chest. He flails backward, but grabs her wrist and she goes to punch him. He spins her around into a chicken wing and muffles her mouth, nearly recieving another kick to the testicular fortitude. He finally whistles, and another figure steps quickly into view. The second figure is a woman, and as the man holds the victim, the woman ties her up, and then forces a gag into her mouth.
Heya kid. Its been a long time since we sat down and talked. Shall we?
The man drags the girl back to his vehicle and climbs up inside, as his partner climbs up in the passenger seat.
Don't sit too close to her, hon. She likes the girls.
Yeah? What about PKA?
The Monster pulls up to a very run down looking building in the middle of Seattle. The doors swing open, and Ichy and Deidre hop out. Ichy reaches in and pulls out the bound and gagged Rose, who is fighting with all of her skill to get loose from her bonds. Ichabod and Deidre exchange winks and laugh. They all walk inside the building.
Inside, Rose is set down on a chair, where her hands and feet are handcuffed to it. Deidre walks over to the table, which is brightly lit by the one bulb used for the whole room. She looks over the table, seeing things like barber shears, a cattle prod, a soldering iron, a woodburning wand, and many other devices of torture. She selects from the table a cattle prod, and walks back to Rose. She flips it on and a quiet hum settles over the room. Rose looks unafraid, just glaring at Ichabod.
Boy, did your boyfriend choose the wrong damn day to call my number. He chooses this, of all nights, to issue a challenge? Damn, talk about a lack of sense there. Its true, I attacked him. So what? He said it himself, I attack anyone anytime I get the itch too. I didn't need permission to attack him. I don't need permission to do anything. I suppose next he's going to wonder why I got your little pretty ass here without his permission. Or maybe he'll want me to ask permission before I hand him his ass on Ruffhouse. What do you think, Rose?
Deidre prods Rose with the device. Rose mutters a groan under the gag. She still stares defiantly at Ichabod, who's fists are balled. In this moment, she realizes, along with the intensity in his eyes, that this isn't just another one of his jokes. He's trying to send a message to PKA. Rose already gets the message... Ichabod is pissed, and he's going to tear down whatever he can to get back what he wants, no matter who he has to hurt... or even kill. Rose has followed Ichy's career closely, even watched him when they grew up in the same neighborhood, watched him fight harder and meaner than Wafer or Smokey ever did. There was a reason he always insisted on being the heel in their wrestling games. She knows what he is capable of... and there is no way to warn PKA now.
PKA talks about what he wants. Pft. PKA, you may want to show the Revelation what you are made of, but like so many of my other opponents, they'll only see a grease stain on the mat. You don't have what it takes to get what you want. The Revelation does. Thats what its all about. You get the strength in numbers, you get a stable, because these days, if you work alone you'll get flattened the first chance the enemy has. Sure, you got ORS, and you got Elite. But thats only half of the equation. You've got to have the Sickness. You've got to have the balls to not try and "earn" what you got, but to take it. No one in Revelation is afraid of doing something extreme, like kidnapping his opponent's girlfriend, just to get an edge over him. I've heard you talking about how great I am. What did you expect, a thank you letter? Fuck you kid, you don't know half of what I am capable of, or half of what I've done, or half of the mess you've gotten yourself into. I'm not going to raise your fist into the air after I beat you bloody and say "Good match kid." No, I'm going to leave you, and probably Morbius, lying there in the ring with everything within my grasp broken around your lifeless bodies. I'm going to walk out and I'm going to go get my damn title back, forgetting you and this bug you got up your ass this week about taking on someone who could wrestle circles around your rookie ass. Am I impressed that you had the balls to issue a challenge to me? Hell no, everyone wants a piece of the biggest thing to hit WOW since Prez Phuze. All I am is a little disturbed that you would subject yourself to such a fate. A little sorry also that such a promising young star is about to throw it all away for fifteen minutes of glory in a match where he'll probably be knocked out of the ring and right out of the business for good. What were you thinking?
Rose begins to struggle again, and Deidre pokes her again. Rose gives Deidre a pissed off face and lunges toward her, nearly tipping over the chair. Deidre presses the prod to her back, making Rose twitch as much as possible, until the chair tips over. Rose lands on her right side on the red dirt floor of the building they are in. Deidre threatens with the prod again, and Rose remains still, staring at Ichabod's leg.
Damn, she has more fight in her than her pansy ass boyfriend. And whats this nonsense about PKA is the cure? You don't understand. When I say there is no cure, it means there is no possible cure. There is no antidrug. The Sickness is the cure, it is the drug, it is the antidrug, it is the antidote. The Sickness is everything once you have it, once you can learn to control it and make it your own. The Sickness is a machine. The Sickness is Chandra. The Sickness is Wicked D. The Sickness is Deidre. The Sickness is Draven. The Sickness is me. You are the cure for all of that? Not ten seconds apart you said you were the cure and that you couldn't take on the whole Revelation. I think you need to get your head straight before you even think about stepping in front of me with any intention of taking what is mine. There were two legends and a mind controlling brain in a jar between me and this belt. You see where it is? Its mine. Who are you to challenge that? Nobody.
And if you were really worried about the Revelation, you'd bring a fucking army... a navy... the fucking Marine Corps and National Guard to back your ass up in this match. Morbius? MORBIUS? Didn't Deidre single handedly take out Morbius a few weeks back? Didn't Lilio take out Morbius a few weeks back? You want to have any kind of chance in this match, then you might want to consider leaving Morbius in the locker room for this one.
Ichabod's face becomes focused, and he isn't even looking at Rose anymore, he's looking more or less through her.
PKA, you are right about one thing. This isn't going to be an easy match. Only an idiot would think taking on a man with a weapon in his hand is going to be easy. But on the return, I'm not going to go easy on you just because I think you are a no name fuckin choad. No, I'll take it to you like I've taken it to Triple "it took me three times to beat Ichabod, twice with other people in the match" X. I'll take it to you like I took it to Smoke "I beat Ichabod, and B-Pac hitting him with a bat didn't have an effect" Dawg. I'll take it to you as if you were on the top level. Thats about the last time you'll get main event exposure, facing a man who belongs in the main event for every show. If you aren't ready to compete on the Main Event level, then don't even bother coming. On the other hand, you issued this challenge, so if you chicken out on me, I'll come looking for your ass and give you that Brutality match right there in your fuckin living room. Its nearly impossible for you and your career to dissappoint me more than it already has, but if you are wise, you won't try it. I don't settle for less that 110% in my opponents, and if you bring any less, I won't hesitate to end your damn career right there. But no matter what happens, you're no where close to earning my respect. Not this match, not a match against Triple X, not even a match against the entire Revelation would bring you up out of the estrogen leagues in my eyes. You want respect from someone, go challenge Wafer. You came looking in the wrong place if you want respect. But if its a fight you want, then I'm your man. I hope you're ready.
Ichabod nods and Deidre flips off the cattle prod. She sticks it on the table and reaches off to the left to where the Brutality title lays. She hands it to Ichabod, who is busy in the corner of the room. He grabs the gasoline can there and spreads it out around the room.
I love doing this.
Rose has finally worked her teeth around the gag, and she spits it out. It falls limply on the floor. She looks up at Ichabod.
You make me sick. We were friends as kids.
No, you just grew up in my cousin's neighborhood. I've never liked you. You were the tag along who we could never get away from. And now, nearly ten years later, you're still following us around like the kid with no friends.
Ichabod lights a match and stares at the flame thoughtfully.
By the way, what turned you lez, anyway? Was it Little Poppa Eyes dumping you at Wafer Ass Mega? WAM!!!
At WAM, Ichabod drops the match and the room bursts into flames. He grabs his title and walks out with Deidre.
Its up to you to find her, PKA. She's on the floor so it's the fire that's going to kill her if you can't find this place in time. Imagine the pain... heh.
Ichabod and Deidre get back into the truck and leave the scene quickly. Rose never even screams.
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