Post by Cory Steel on Mar 12, 2015 12:20:31 GMT -5
Savages: Hit'em All!
HIT'EM ALL
"I've done some shady things in my life, but hey I'm not admitting to shit. I find my territory being invaded by scum sucking crap eaters daily! I am not being taken seriously as thechampion King of the Underground.
I am King and my terms were made and here it is in action. Ultra-violence? Get the fuck out of here!
This is PCW'S UNDERGROUND!"
The Bear stood at the end of the pier where Judge had told him to be. Cory had a great deal of things on his mind after last week's Trauma but he wasn't stressing it this time, instead he felt quiet comfortable about his situation. First and foremost PCW had heard his decree about how the Underground would be ran while Cory was King and at Mass Destruction V the faithful, his fellow PCW talent, and those with the balls big enough to step into the ring would remember it for years to come.
Second the Black Hand felt the power of the Gold Hand, of course Gold Hand hadn't pulled out the big W but the three champions didn't tack the big L either, and had stood their ground against the lot of former champions and newcomers.
With Mass Destruction V around the corner the Bear king ha many things to prepare for, likeshutting wiring the jaws of those who had verbally called him out. He had plans for those he knew were going to be in the match but the wildcards were those he didn't know. Was he scared? Not in the slightest.
"So you're the King of the Underground?", said a grizzly voice that broke Corys concentration. The Bear turned around and found himself face to face with a massive sized man holding a gold club in one hand and a bag of balls in the other. The man wore a truckers hat, a 'Devil Driver' t-shirt, black and white camouflage shorts, a pair of duck taped Converse shoes, and was literally covered from head to toe with tattoos. Judges appearance made Corys eyebrow arch but Judge just smiled.
"I've seen that look a hundred times," he said as he sat the bag of balls down, "Not what you think when you hire a hitman? Don't let it fool you because when it does that is when I'm standing over you stabbing you in the throat."
Cory returned this statement with a simple nod, "Victor said you were the best."
Judge shoved a tee between the piers planks and then balanced a ball on it, "I AM THE best Cory. Uncle Victor just likes to keep things humble but I'm above all that horse shit! Ma Creed didn't raise no fool. "
Cory didn't know who Ma Creed was but the fact that Victor had a mother or mother figure was scary enough. Judge lined his shot and knocked the golf ball out of the park. He set up another, "I hear you had a fire and need it investigated? It's costly for who you want me to look into."
"Money isn't a problem I got plenty but that isn't all I need from you," The Bear reached into pocket and pulled out a piece of paper handing it to Judge who skimmed the list, "I need those people hurt not killed but hurt."
Judge nodded and shoved the paper into his pocket, "I'll expect payment up front. They owe you money?"
The Bear laughed and shook his head, "No they just want my throne. I'm just not ready to give it up."
"A hit on wrestlers? Maybe I haven't heard of everything," Judge laughed and knocked away another ball, "You must take this seriously."
"I do because I've only known two things my whole life," Cory crossed his arms and looked out across the ocean, "One is wrestling and the other is being a great criminal who makes good money. I'm good at both and people are starting to take me serious. Those who don't and think they can just prance up to me and take what I've earned....I got to keep them on their toes. You got to Hit'em All."
THE BEAR KING VS. WOLVES
It was another dream....Cory was on all fours as he walked through the thick forest and he was in the form of his spirit animal the grizzly bear. He was the biggest of ALL the forest animals, he was the MOST respected of all the animals, and he was their King. The dark ones followed him no more the ones with piercing green eyes shrouded in darkness or the one with hair made of flames. He kept them and those who dared to destroy his home away. He was the fiercest animal in the forest.
As he walked a foul smell crossed his nose, wolves. A savage pack of rabid wolves had entered the forest and the Bear King read their nasty thoughts...
Were coming to take your crown...
Were coming to burn down the forest...
The Bear King tracked the pack down but they had lured him into a trap! The nasty vermin had entered his kingdom without permission....without earning it...and claimed they were KING!
Surrounded but not afraid the Bear King roared back at them shaking the forest with his mighty roar to test him! Try to take his throne! Try to take his crown! He promised they would have to kill him before this forest or his crown was theirs.
They howled with laughter and promised they would slay the mighty Bear King!
They rushed him three at a time at first but they were easily dealt with as the Bear King swatted one into a tree, the other he slapped down in mid air, and the third he gripped by the neck with his strong jaw thrashing it back and forth before letting go. It crashed to the forest floor with a whimper before running off. More charged and the Bear roared in triumph as he slapped them all away.
Is this all you can do? Bark!....The Bear King roared.
The more he put down the more they came. They came at him in packs of ten, then twenty, thirty, forty, and fifty. Then they stopped. The Bear King wasn't a bear any longer.
Cory was himself again standing on the streets of what looked like a city destroyed by war. Ash and burning embers rained down from the sky, smoke twisted and danced around him in the shapes of lost souls, and in the distance guns fired. Where the wolves had fallen were now the bodies of those he will fight at Mass Destruction.
The Bear wore a crown on his head and the Underground title was around his waist. He began walking but he soon felt that he wasn't alone as a spirit in all white walked beside him.
"Who are you?"
The voice when it spoke wasn't just one voice but many voices at once, "I am many. We are many."
"What do you want with me?"
"We want blood. We want Mass Destruction."
The scene changed again and this time The Bear and his spirit floated above Corys body. It was in the center of a circle where The Bear noticed Victor, Othello, and Judge. There were others but no one familiar. Standing over him was a very old woman chanting something but as she chanted the spirit spoke.
"We are a league older than Jesus. We have fought the Black Hand for a century and you are destined to fight them as well....as you already have without fear...as a King. To pass your final test we demand the blood of those you fight at Mass Destruction..."
The spirit leans into Corys ear and whispers something, the Bear smiles but not before the spirit stabs him!
Cory jerks awake holding his stomach exactly where the spirit had stabbed him. He is sweating and trying to catch his breath at he same time everyone standing around him stare at him. Victor smiles. The old woman kneels before Cory. They all kneel before Cory.
HIT'EM ALL
"I've done some shady things in my life, but hey I'm not admitting to shit. I find my territory being invaded by scum sucking crap eaters daily! I am not being taken seriously as the
I am King and my terms were made and here it is in action. Ultra-violence? Get the fuck out of here!
This is PCW'S UNDERGROUND!"
The Bear stood at the end of the pier where Judge had told him to be. Cory had a great deal of things on his mind after last week's Trauma but he wasn't stressing it this time, instead he felt quiet comfortable about his situation. First and foremost PCW had heard his decree about how the Underground would be ran while Cory was King and at Mass Destruction V the faithful, his fellow PCW talent, and those with the balls big enough to step into the ring would remember it for years to come.
Second the Black Hand felt the power of the Gold Hand, of course Gold Hand hadn't pulled out the big W but the three champions didn't tack the big L either, and had stood their ground against the lot of former champions and newcomers.
With Mass Destruction V around the corner the Bear king ha many things to prepare for, like
"So you're the King of the Underground?", said a grizzly voice that broke Corys concentration. The Bear turned around and found himself face to face with a massive sized man holding a gold club in one hand and a bag of balls in the other. The man wore a truckers hat, a 'Devil Driver' t-shirt, black and white camouflage shorts, a pair of duck taped Converse shoes, and was literally covered from head to toe with tattoos. Judges appearance made Corys eyebrow arch but Judge just smiled.
"I've seen that look a hundred times," he said as he sat the bag of balls down, "Not what you think when you hire a hitman? Don't let it fool you because when it does that is when I'm standing over you stabbing you in the throat."
Cory returned this statement with a simple nod, "Victor said you were the best."
Judge shoved a tee between the piers planks and then balanced a ball on it, "I AM THE best Cory. Uncle Victor just likes to keep things humble but I'm above all that horse shit! Ma Creed didn't raise no fool. "
Cory didn't know who Ma Creed was but the fact that Victor had a mother or mother figure was scary enough. Judge lined his shot and knocked the golf ball out of the park. He set up another, "I hear you had a fire and need it investigated? It's costly for who you want me to look into."
"Money isn't a problem I got plenty but that isn't all I need from you," The Bear reached into pocket and pulled out a piece of paper handing it to Judge who skimmed the list, "I need those people hurt not killed but hurt."
Judge nodded and shoved the paper into his pocket, "I'll expect payment up front. They owe you money?"
The Bear laughed and shook his head, "No they just want my throne. I'm just not ready to give it up."
"A hit on wrestlers? Maybe I haven't heard of everything," Judge laughed and knocked away another ball, "You must take this seriously."
"I do because I've only known two things my whole life," Cory crossed his arms and looked out across the ocean, "One is wrestling and the other is being a great criminal who makes good money. I'm good at both and people are starting to take me serious. Those who don't and think they can just prance up to me and take what I've earned....I got to keep them on their toes. You got to Hit'em All."
THE BEAR KING VS. WOLVES
It was another dream....Cory was on all fours as he walked through the thick forest and he was in the form of his spirit animal the grizzly bear. He was the biggest of ALL the forest animals, he was the MOST respected of all the animals, and he was their King. The dark ones followed him no more the ones with piercing green eyes shrouded in darkness or the one with hair made of flames. He kept them and those who dared to destroy his home away. He was the fiercest animal in the forest.
As he walked a foul smell crossed his nose, wolves. A savage pack of rabid wolves had entered the forest and the Bear King read their nasty thoughts...
Were coming to take your crown...
Were coming to burn down the forest...
The Bear King tracked the pack down but they had lured him into a trap! The nasty vermin had entered his kingdom without permission....without earning it...and claimed they were KING!
Surrounded but not afraid the Bear King roared back at them shaking the forest with his mighty roar to test him! Try to take his throne! Try to take his crown! He promised they would have to kill him before this forest or his crown was theirs.
They howled with laughter and promised they would slay the mighty Bear King!
They rushed him three at a time at first but they were easily dealt with as the Bear King swatted one into a tree, the other he slapped down in mid air, and the third he gripped by the neck with his strong jaw thrashing it back and forth before letting go. It crashed to the forest floor with a whimper before running off. More charged and the Bear roared in triumph as he slapped them all away.
Is this all you can do? Bark!....The Bear King roared.
The more he put down the more they came. They came at him in packs of ten, then twenty, thirty, forty, and fifty. Then they stopped. The Bear King wasn't a bear any longer.
Cory was himself again standing on the streets of what looked like a city destroyed by war. Ash and burning embers rained down from the sky, smoke twisted and danced around him in the shapes of lost souls, and in the distance guns fired. Where the wolves had fallen were now the bodies of those he will fight at Mass Destruction.
The Bear wore a crown on his head and the Underground title was around his waist. He began walking but he soon felt that he wasn't alone as a spirit in all white walked beside him.
"Who are you?"
The voice when it spoke wasn't just one voice but many voices at once, "I am many. We are many."
"What do you want with me?"
"We want blood. We want Mass Destruction."
The scene changed again and this time The Bear and his spirit floated above Corys body. It was in the center of a circle where The Bear noticed Victor, Othello, and Judge. There were others but no one familiar. Standing over him was a very old woman chanting something but as she chanted the spirit spoke.
"We are a league older than Jesus. We have fought the Black Hand for a century and you are destined to fight them as well....as you already have without fear...as a King. To pass your final test we demand the blood of those you fight at Mass Destruction..."
The spirit leans into Corys ear and whispers something, the Bear smiles but not before the spirit stabs him!
Cory jerks awake holding his stomach exactly where the spirit had stabbed him. He is sweating and trying to catch his breath at he same time everyone standing around him stare at him. Victor smiles. The old woman kneels before Cory. They all kneel before Cory.
