Post by valor on Oct 25, 2009 22:34:49 GMT -5
-Time, 3:30 am
-The room was quiet, the bed warm and cozy and the only motion being made was the slight raise of the covers up and down as they moved up and down with each passing breath by the King of Xtreme and his lady Kyra. The day had been its usual, Kyra had went shopping, Dreamer spent his day in his garage fine tuning the engine to his charger. Just another peaceful boring day of retirement and only now was it getting exciting as the memories flooded Dreamers mind of his glory days. In his mind the bell had just rang but in reality it wasn't the bell but rather his phone.
::Kyra:: "Thomas, THOMAS!!"
-The voice of Kyra snapped him awake and he sat upright and scanned the room quickly.
::Kyra:: "Your phone, it's ringing."
-Dreamer picked his phone up off the nightstand and mumbled something that Kyra understood as "This better be important!".
::Dreamer:: "Hello, it's 3:30 in the morning and this had damn well be worth waking me up."
::Voice:: "Mr. Dreamer, I know it's late and I'm real sorry to bother you but it's about your friend Aaron Holiday."
::Dreamer:: "If it's bail I'll pay it when I officially wake up, if he's hurt just give him some pills and and bottle of whatever it is he's requesting, and if he's offended you he's just being nice."
::Voice:: "Well, I'm real sorry to have to tell you this..."
::Dreamer:: "Whatever hold the half hearted apoligies and spit it out so I can go back to sleep."
::Voice:: "Holiday's dead..."
-And once again the room was filled with silence but never in his life had he heard anything louder and more clear. He sat there frozen other than the few tears that were running down his face, in his mind he kept telling himself he was still asleep and he fought to wake up and in the brief moments that seemed like eternity the voice on the other end of the phone came back letting him know that this wasn't a dream.
::Voice:: "Sir we checked to see if he had a will and indeed he does and other than a few things left to a Mr. Razor Sharp, everything else is yours."
::Dreamer:: "All of his things mean nothing compared to him, I'd trade them all to have him back in an instant as well as everything I own. Can you tell me what happened?"
::Voice:: "Umm, he was shot, several times to be exact and it appears as if he was killed in cold blood by a gang, for money or for personal reasons I do not know. You're the first person to be told as the executive of state, he appears to have no other family than his wife."
::Dreamer:: "WIFE?!? Since when has Aaron had a wife and why in the hell wasn't I invited to the wedding?"
::Voice:: "Since a week ago, due to the short time of marriage you were called first as her previous boyfriend is under investigation for the murder."
::Dreamer:: "Really, what's his name and where can I find him."
::Voice:: "His name is Sweet Money and we don't know where to find him, apparently our sources tell us he took off in a private jet after kid napping Holidays wife, Aaron was in pursuit of him at the time and was next found dead, that's all of the details we have but we will keep you informed."
::Dreamer:: "Thanks."
-He hung up the phone more vividly awake and felt more alive than he ever had, Kyra patted him on the back with a worried expression on her face as she now saw the silent tears running off his face and dripping down onto his clinched fists below. A voice entered his head and it was not hers but that of his now lost best friend.
"UNLEASH HELL"
-The sound was expired by the soft spoken voice of Kyra.
::Kyra:: "Is everything ok?"
::Dreamer:: "No, Aaron's dead....Aaron's dead and I'm going to REW for answers."
::Kyra:: "I know you're upset and angry but..."
-He shot her a look that silenced her instantly and as she peered into his eyes she knew there was nothing she could say or do to stop him so she said the only thing that came to her mind.
::Kyra:: "I'm coming with you."
::Dreamer:: "No, I need you here where it's safe, whoever killed Aaron took his wife and I'm not going to allow you to put yourself in that kind of danger!"
-He got out of the bed, there is no going back to sleep after something like that. He put on a pair of jeans and opened the top dresser drawer and pulled out a black shirt and unfolded with a feeling of pride swelling in his chest as he read the lime green words of Army X. He pulled the shirt on over his shoulder and grabbed the matching lime green titanium bat of Aarons and exited the room. He passed through the hall and snatched the keys of the holder as he threw open the door to the garage and slammed it shut behind him pressing a button to open the front garage door. The grabbing the handel to the Dodge Charger he tosses the ball bat into the passengers seat and sits down and fire up the engine and letting it roar.
::Dreamer:: "UNLEASH HELL!"
-Rubber burns and screams as the cars front end rises into the air tearing out of the garage and onto the streets, the next stop, REW!