The Columbian Connection Part 1: The Devil You Know
May 20, 2016 23:43:17 GMT -5
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Post by Alexa Black on May 20, 2016 23:43:17 GMT -5
Black Mansion, Greenville,South Carolina, Post PCW Trauma, 9:00 PM
A smiling and happy Alexa Black walks up to the front door of her vast mansion basking in the glow of a victory on Trauma. It had been a good night for herself and her stable. Gaining notoriety and crushing all who dared step in their way.
Except NCM. Damn him. Alexa thought to herself.
Their always had to be one asshole to fuck things up when they were going so well. For weeks now this guy had been a thorn in her side causing problems for her.
However he stepped up his game this week and crossed the line, a line from which there was no going back. It was a deceleration of war plain and simple. He wanted to end her and would show no mercy.
And she in kind would do the same. She would do whatever it takes to destroy him. She didn't really care for the North American championship, that would be a bonus. Her bloodlust was raging and there was no quelling it.
Fuck Jenks and her stupid list. I'm gonna crush NCM wether she likes it or not. She shouldn't be sticking her nose in my business. She should focus on that Jesus complex having jackass Rick Majors. Honestly I almost admire his tenacity and his heart but no matter what he does he will simply fall becoming a sacrificial martyr for a pointless cause.
Does he even know how many times I've heard that same old shit? I don't need saving, if anyone needs saving it's him. He's a poor washed up old has been who has no place in the ring anymore but can't give up his spotlight due to his own selfish ego.
It's so sad and laughably pathetic when they get like that really. I mean come on who does Majors think he's fooling? He's going to get hurt and hurt badly but that's not my problem. If Jenks decides to snap him like a celery stalk then that's just too bad.
Crushing Creed and Brown was sweet and taught those two young upstarts that she is no ones stepping stone. All they would taste is bitter defeat. There was Living A Legacy lurking on the horizon but for now the fighting was done and she could rest up and take it easy.
Coming to a huge wooden door she fishes in her pocket for something rummaging around until at last she finds what she is looking for and pulls out a key before inserting it into the lock with a click and turning it. She pushes open the door and strides in slamming the door behind her. As she does a thunderous woofing is heard as 6 large Black and Tan blurs run towards her.
She lets out a squeal of delight as her large Rottweilers jump and bark to welcome home their master. She greets them with a smile
"Hello babies mummy's home. Come on lets get you fed."
She shuffles to the kitchen and goes into her pantry plucking out 6 sliver dog bowls and placing them on the counter. She lifts the heavy bag of dog food with no effort and places it down before pouring a generous portion of food in each bowl.
Placing them on the ground she holds up her hand and the dogs wait patiently sitting there, their eyes never leaving hers.
"Ok eat" she gives the command and the six dogs charge forward and start chowing down on their dinner munching and slurping noisily.
She smiles before wandering to the fridge and opening it . Lining the shelves is a variety of fruits and vegetables, eggs bread milk and beer. She looks around and finds a big cardboard box and retrieves it from the fridge and closes the door. Flipping up the lid she grabs a slice of cold pizza and devours it hungrily.
"Mmmm that's good pizza"
She grabs another slice scoffing it greedily and then a third straight after it. She lazily wanders over to the couch and plonks down grabbing the remote and pointing it at the huge TV. With a hum it glows into life and she relaxes her eyes focused on the screen.
She watches intently as the man drones on about world events and how they affect everyone globally.
She tries to fight it but her eyes droop and her head tilts down her raven black hair falling over her shoulder as she slowly nods off to sleep. A noise similar to a jackhammer echoes through out the living room as she falls fast asleep.
Black Mansion, Greenville,South Carolina, Post PCW Trauma, 2:30 AM
5 shadowy figures are packed into a sleek black 2016 Audi RS6 Performance that burbles up the long and winding driveway that leads to Alexa's house. Decked out in black shirts and pants with matching body armour,balaclavas with night vision and black shoes it's clear they are not social visitors.
A deep voice breaks the silence that looms with a question.
"Are you sure this is the place? It doesn't seem like the sort of place you would find someone like her. It's far too ritzy."
His companion in the dear next to hi. nods and replies
"Yes this is the address we were given by the boss along with the other details in the hit folder. You know that if we fail tonight we will be the next ones marked for death. Failure is not an option."
Pulling up to the mansion the driver kills the engine and exits the cars along with his fellow assassins.
Walking at a quickened pace he comes to the rear of the vehicle and opens the boot. Inside is a variety of high power weapons including Desert Eagle AE50 Pistols, FN SCAR Assault Rifles and AA-12 Assault Shotguns.
"Right take your weapons and lets do this. Shoot to kill, do not hesitate because if you do your already dead. This bitch is a psychopath who already murdered a dozen people in our organisation. Even if it has been ten years I still wouldn't underestimate her. "
The group collect their weapons and head towards the mansion.
"Hayes get that lock" growls the leader and the man called Hayes quickly steps up and picks the lock before opening the doors VERY cautiously as the rest file in behind him.
They look around and then split up
with each going in teams of two in a different direction.
The first team walks up the stairs and down the hallway coming to a solid oak door. Standing either side the first man counts down 3...2..1 and kicks open the door to reveal nothing but an empty room.
"Clear. Nothing here. Let's go"
They leave the room and head the other way down the long corridor and come to another room but again find nothing but a nicely tiled bathroom.
"Nothing here either."
Alexa slowly opens her eyes and groggily awakens before sitting up on the couch. Looking down at her watch she gasps.
"Shit it's 2:30 I gotta get to bed."
She rises from the couch and walks towards the kitchen when she hears the shuffling of feet and realises she not alone in the house.
"Oh shit here we go again. Honestly can't I ever have any fucking peace?" She moans angrily at the intrusion.
"Fine. I'll fucking deal with it and then I'll go back to sleep. I'm not calling the cops. They would probably arrest me anyways."
Going into the pantry she reaches into a big biscuit barrel and pulls out a S&W 500 magnum.
"Hello beautiful. She coos holding it against her face. "It's time for you to do your job and help me kill these assholes."
She points the gun in front of her with the correct grip and goes hunting for the intruders.
And it doesn't take long for that to happen as she rounds the corner coming out into the great hall and comes across two of the assassins walking up silently behind them. Levelling the Magnum at them 4 loud shots ring out catching them in the head and neck killing them instantly. Watching with a satisfied smile as they hit the ground she grabs the assault rifle and shotgun and night vision goggles and continues her search.
Across the mansion in the conservatory team 3 is looking around. Stacked wall to ceiling with books and a fire place it is a beautiful room with polished wood and ornate furniture.
Hearing the shots they nervously look around and their faces become worried.
"Oh fuck she's awake and it seems she's armed. This job just got a hell of a lot harder. "
"But think of the payday. C'mon lets go."
They exit the conservatory and gauge their surroundings before continuing on.
Alexa continues on across the great hall and down the corridor before being approached by an unknowing team 3 who quickly see her and come down the corridor pointing their guns at her.
"Got you now bitch!" He snarls.
She spins around and squeezes the trigger of the shotgun pumping 5 shots into his chest then before his partner can react she squeezes again and blows his partners hand clean off.
ARRRGGHHHH YOU CUNT"
Writhing in pain as the blood flows everywhere Alexa calmly walks up to him and puts the shotgun to his head and coldly speaks but two words
"You loose"
Pulling the trigger the wall is sprayed with brains and blood as he gurgles to death.
Walking away she drops the shotgun and walks outside the mansion via the front door and onto the grounds
Pulling a radio the leader speaks into it. "Team two report...Team three report. Damn it where are they?!?"
He puts the radio away and marches around to the side of the house waking in through the French doors on the patio.
Scanning the room and finding nothing he lets out a frustrated sigh.
"Hello motherfucker!"
A shout from across the room startles him and he drops his gun.
There standing in the entrance to the kitchen is Alexa staring at him with a murderous glint in her eye.
"Welcome to Le Mansion Noir. I'll be your host and make sure you have a most uncomfortable stay."
"Have you met my babies?" She asks with a wicked smile
"Babies? He replies confused
She gestures behind him and he sees the 6 Rottweilers standing side by side teeth barred and growling.
"Sic em" she laughs as they dogs set upon him and tear him apart biting and ripping at everything they can.
She holds up her hand and the dogs stop.
"Who sent you? The triads? The mob? The Russians? Uncle Sam?"
"No I will not tell you."
"No?"
She slowly lowers her hand and the dogs advance again menacingly.
" Ok ok ok fuck. The Columbians sent us. You screwed them over and they wanted you dead."
"Well you tell them this from me. If they don't leave me alone I'll come after them and it won't be pretty,"
He nods nervously.
"Now GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY HOUSE!"
He scrambles away as fast as his body can take him and runs out the door into the night
Reaching into her pocket she pulls out her cell and dials a number.
"Boys? Yeah it's me. Look I need you to help me clean up some bodies. Assassination attempt. No I'm fine. Just come over ok?"
She shuts the phone and puts it in her pocket before turning to the camera with a chilling stare.
"NCM you wanted a war and now you have one. At Living A Legacy you will surrender your body and soul to me. I will not stop until you are no longer part of PCW.
I've had enough of your shit and this is where it ends.
The question is not what will I do to destroy you but more so what WON'T I do.
I'm bringing hell to PCW and your gonna dance with the devil!
She walks away from the cameras her blood stained clothes the last thing we see.
A smiling and happy Alexa Black walks up to the front door of her vast mansion basking in the glow of a victory on Trauma. It had been a good night for herself and her stable. Gaining notoriety and crushing all who dared step in their way.
Except NCM. Damn him. Alexa thought to herself.
Their always had to be one asshole to fuck things up when they were going so well. For weeks now this guy had been a thorn in her side causing problems for her.
However he stepped up his game this week and crossed the line, a line from which there was no going back. It was a deceleration of war plain and simple. He wanted to end her and would show no mercy.
And she in kind would do the same. She would do whatever it takes to destroy him. She didn't really care for the North American championship, that would be a bonus. Her bloodlust was raging and there was no quelling it.
Fuck Jenks and her stupid list. I'm gonna crush NCM wether she likes it or not. She shouldn't be sticking her nose in my business. She should focus on that Jesus complex having jackass Rick Majors. Honestly I almost admire his tenacity and his heart but no matter what he does he will simply fall becoming a sacrificial martyr for a pointless cause.
Does he even know how many times I've heard that same old shit? I don't need saving, if anyone needs saving it's him. He's a poor washed up old has been who has no place in the ring anymore but can't give up his spotlight due to his own selfish ego.
It's so sad and laughably pathetic when they get like that really. I mean come on who does Majors think he's fooling? He's going to get hurt and hurt badly but that's not my problem. If Jenks decides to snap him like a celery stalk then that's just too bad.
Crushing Creed and Brown was sweet and taught those two young upstarts that she is no ones stepping stone. All they would taste is bitter defeat. There was Living A Legacy lurking on the horizon but for now the fighting was done and she could rest up and take it easy.
Coming to a huge wooden door she fishes in her pocket for something rummaging around until at last she finds what she is looking for and pulls out a key before inserting it into the lock with a click and turning it. She pushes open the door and strides in slamming the door behind her. As she does a thunderous woofing is heard as 6 large Black and Tan blurs run towards her.
She lets out a squeal of delight as her large Rottweilers jump and bark to welcome home their master. She greets them with a smile
"Hello babies mummy's home. Come on lets get you fed."
She shuffles to the kitchen and goes into her pantry plucking out 6 sliver dog bowls and placing them on the counter. She lifts the heavy bag of dog food with no effort and places it down before pouring a generous portion of food in each bowl.
Placing them on the ground she holds up her hand and the dogs wait patiently sitting there, their eyes never leaving hers.
"Ok eat" she gives the command and the six dogs charge forward and start chowing down on their dinner munching and slurping noisily.
She smiles before wandering to the fridge and opening it . Lining the shelves is a variety of fruits and vegetables, eggs bread milk and beer. She looks around and finds a big cardboard box and retrieves it from the fridge and closes the door. Flipping up the lid she grabs a slice of cold pizza and devours it hungrily.
"Mmmm that's good pizza"
She grabs another slice scoffing it greedily and then a third straight after it. She lazily wanders over to the couch and plonks down grabbing the remote and pointing it at the huge TV. With a hum it glows into life and she relaxes her eyes focused on the screen.
She watches intently as the man drones on about world events and how they affect everyone globally.
She tries to fight it but her eyes droop and her head tilts down her raven black hair falling over her shoulder as she slowly nods off to sleep. A noise similar to a jackhammer echoes through out the living room as she falls fast asleep.
Black Mansion, Greenville,South Carolina, Post PCW Trauma, 2:30 AM
5 shadowy figures are packed into a sleek black 2016 Audi RS6 Performance that burbles up the long and winding driveway that leads to Alexa's house. Decked out in black shirts and pants with matching body armour,balaclavas with night vision and black shoes it's clear they are not social visitors.
A deep voice breaks the silence that looms with a question.
"Are you sure this is the place? It doesn't seem like the sort of place you would find someone like her. It's far too ritzy."
His companion in the dear next to hi. nods and replies
"Yes this is the address we were given by the boss along with the other details in the hit folder. You know that if we fail tonight we will be the next ones marked for death. Failure is not an option."
Pulling up to the mansion the driver kills the engine and exits the cars along with his fellow assassins.
Walking at a quickened pace he comes to the rear of the vehicle and opens the boot. Inside is a variety of high power weapons including Desert Eagle AE50 Pistols, FN SCAR Assault Rifles and AA-12 Assault Shotguns.
"Right take your weapons and lets do this. Shoot to kill, do not hesitate because if you do your already dead. This bitch is a psychopath who already murdered a dozen people in our organisation. Even if it has been ten years I still wouldn't underestimate her. "
The group collect their weapons and head towards the mansion.
"Hayes get that lock" growls the leader and the man called Hayes quickly steps up and picks the lock before opening the doors VERY cautiously as the rest file in behind him.
They look around and then split up
with each going in teams of two in a different direction.
The first team walks up the stairs and down the hallway coming to a solid oak door. Standing either side the first man counts down 3...2..1 and kicks open the door to reveal nothing but an empty room.
"Clear. Nothing here. Let's go"
They leave the room and head the other way down the long corridor and come to another room but again find nothing but a nicely tiled bathroom.
"Nothing here either."
Alexa slowly opens her eyes and groggily awakens before sitting up on the couch. Looking down at her watch she gasps.
"Shit it's 2:30 I gotta get to bed."
She rises from the couch and walks towards the kitchen when she hears the shuffling of feet and realises she not alone in the house.
"Oh shit here we go again. Honestly can't I ever have any fucking peace?" She moans angrily at the intrusion.
"Fine. I'll fucking deal with it and then I'll go back to sleep. I'm not calling the cops. They would probably arrest me anyways."
Going into the pantry she reaches into a big biscuit barrel and pulls out a S&W 500 magnum.
"Hello beautiful. She coos holding it against her face. "It's time for you to do your job and help me kill these assholes."
She points the gun in front of her with the correct grip and goes hunting for the intruders.
And it doesn't take long for that to happen as she rounds the corner coming out into the great hall and comes across two of the assassins walking up silently behind them. Levelling the Magnum at them 4 loud shots ring out catching them in the head and neck killing them instantly. Watching with a satisfied smile as they hit the ground she grabs the assault rifle and shotgun and night vision goggles and continues her search.
Across the mansion in the conservatory team 3 is looking around. Stacked wall to ceiling with books and a fire place it is a beautiful room with polished wood and ornate furniture.
Hearing the shots they nervously look around and their faces become worried.
"Oh fuck she's awake and it seems she's armed. This job just got a hell of a lot harder. "
"But think of the payday. C'mon lets go."
They exit the conservatory and gauge their surroundings before continuing on.
Alexa continues on across the great hall and down the corridor before being approached by an unknowing team 3 who quickly see her and come down the corridor pointing their guns at her.
"Got you now bitch!" He snarls.
She spins around and squeezes the trigger of the shotgun pumping 5 shots into his chest then before his partner can react she squeezes again and blows his partners hand clean off.
ARRRGGHHHH YOU CUNT"
Writhing in pain as the blood flows everywhere Alexa calmly walks up to him and puts the shotgun to his head and coldly speaks but two words
"You loose"
Pulling the trigger the wall is sprayed with brains and blood as he gurgles to death.
Walking away she drops the shotgun and walks outside the mansion via the front door and onto the grounds
Pulling a radio the leader speaks into it. "Team two report...Team three report. Damn it where are they?!?"
He puts the radio away and marches around to the side of the house waking in through the French doors on the patio.
Scanning the room and finding nothing he lets out a frustrated sigh.
"Hello motherfucker!"
A shout from across the room startles him and he drops his gun.
There standing in the entrance to the kitchen is Alexa staring at him with a murderous glint in her eye.
"Welcome to Le Mansion Noir. I'll be your host and make sure you have a most uncomfortable stay."
"Have you met my babies?" She asks with a wicked smile
"Babies? He replies confused
She gestures behind him and he sees the 6 Rottweilers standing side by side teeth barred and growling.
"Sic em" she laughs as they dogs set upon him and tear him apart biting and ripping at everything they can.
She holds up her hand and the dogs stop.
"Who sent you? The triads? The mob? The Russians? Uncle Sam?"
"No I will not tell you."
"No?"
She slowly lowers her hand and the dogs advance again menacingly.
" Ok ok ok fuck. The Columbians sent us. You screwed them over and they wanted you dead."
"Well you tell them this from me. If they don't leave me alone I'll come after them and it won't be pretty,"
He nods nervously.
"Now GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY HOUSE!"
He scrambles away as fast as his body can take him and runs out the door into the night
Reaching into her pocket she pulls out her cell and dials a number.
"Boys? Yeah it's me. Look I need you to help me clean up some bodies. Assassination attempt. No I'm fine. Just come over ok?"
She shuts the phone and puts it in her pocket before turning to the camera with a chilling stare.
"NCM you wanted a war and now you have one. At Living A Legacy you will surrender your body and soul to me. I will not stop until you are no longer part of PCW.
I've had enough of your shit and this is where it ends.
The question is not what will I do to destroy you but more so what WON'T I do.
I'm bringing hell to PCW and your gonna dance with the devil!
She walks away from the cameras her blood stained clothes the last thing we see.
