Eyes On The Prize [Icy]

[Sean "The Havok" Victor]

Alone I sit in a hotel room over looking the arena REW Retribution pay per view will take place. The bustling streets of Milwaukee, Wisconsin below make quite the view from my window. I grab my camera and use the optimum zoom onto the parking lot below where the REW superstars have began arrival.

Sure I paid a couple hundred dollars extra for this particular lens on my camera. Which definitely comes in handy. I spot Icy Holiday getting out of her limousine and I begin flashing the photos from my hotel window. Tons of photos begin to fill the memory on my camera until Icy reaches the door of the building and enters.

I set my camera down on the coffee table. I peer around my hotel room until a knock at the door grabs my attention. I saunter over to the door and slowly allow the door to ajar. Standing there is REW President Jaxson Kyzer's main squeeze Natasha with a letter from the big guy himself.

Natasha: Sean Victor?

Sean 'The Havok' Victor: The one and only! You must be Natasha?

Natasha: Yep!

Sean 'The Havok' Victor: Jaxson told me to be expecting you. So you having something for me?

Natasha: Uh huh! Here it is.

Natasha reaches out and hands me the an envelope. We say our adieu. I open the envelope and a smirk would be seen upon my face if indeed I were not alone in this hotel room. I turn my camera back on and begin rolling through the pictures of Icy that were snapped.

||HOURS LATER||

I mosey around the lobby of the arena where the pay per view is set to take place. I spot all of my fellow ringers set to compete. Some on the main pay view event some of the lesser knowns in the live dark matches for the fans in attendance. I spot some people I know like Dreamkiller, Blake Worship, and Chris York. We share no more than nods of acknowledgement.

I head towards the locker room areas and there she is in the corridor, Icy Holiday. I think it's a rather well know fact that a ring on the finger is no more than a mere mirage to certain people. The ring upon Icy's finger is non-existent as far as I'm concerned. I mean Aaron is gone right.

I stand around the corner and look her over as she bends down and touches her toes and starts doing some stretches. I don't allow myself to be in her view. Finally she stops stretching and just stand in the hall. I then walk bye her and wave. She waves back unaware of anything as I pass by and enter my locker room.

[The Outlaw]

With a thud the door hits the frame of Seans locker room but as quickly as he entered so did the following footsteps of yours truly!

At first it wasn't even noticeable, Sean made a B line for the fridge pulling out his own beverage of choice and took a good long drink before shutting the door. With the cuff of his sleeve he wiped what little liquid was left from his lips and glanced back towards the door as his eyes filled with what he had thought to be the image of someone dead and gone.

[Aaron Holiday] "Don't look soo suprised, I'm not. You see much like yourself Mr. Victor I'm an observor, I watch from afar and as hard as it is at time I avoid the lime light. You see it has come to my attention some time ago that there are certian people with a certian obssesion with my wife that is uncontrolable. She's been kidnapped, beat, and had other horrific things done to her at my expensie, that last name she bears is more than just one of prestiege and honor, it's a bulls eye that everyone aims at."

Sean stares back at me wildly in a momentary loss of words. Though he hasn't always been present he knows damn well who's staring at him within gun range away. For a small amount of time he searches his next set of words carefully.

[Sean]"Mr. Holiday I have not a clue what you are talking about. Your wife is very lovely indeed but what does she have to do with me?"

My infamous smirk is spread across my face a mile long, it appears as if I'm not the only one in the room with a degree in playing mind games.

[Aaron Holiday]"Much like yourself I've watched every step, every move my wife has made since she arrived here tonight. I can't possibly let her roam about alone can I? Lets just say I've noticed you notice her."

[Sean]"But Aaron, I notice a lot of people. I'm a people watched you could say, but if you think illy of my intentions towards anything I assure you I'm bust someone looking from afar to pass the time while I think."

[Aaron Holiday]"In that case all is well my friend, however allow me to be the one to assure you that my intetions will be far beyond ill, they'll be sick, destrctive and ultra violent. For one second if you think you want to paint the town red with my wife I'll stain the entire city the color of crimson with your blood! Make no mistake Mr. Victor I am indeed retired but I am far from dead!"

And the two of us stare at one another in a moment of silence.....

TBC