Post by DreamKiller on Sept 9, 2010 20:23:13 GMT -5
I look up into Aaron’s eyes feeling the cold steel cutting into my chest, he gives off little to no remorse witch is some thing myself have little of, his words ring out in my mind like a million bells, Aaron swiftly pulls back his sword aiming the blade for my head.
His smirk on his face shifting his shoulder bring the sword swinging around I hear the air slicing as the cold hard steel fly’s straight for me, Dropping down to my face the wind of the blade flying over my head sweeps over the back of my neck.
Aaron spins around controlling the blade, I claw my way up to my feet feeling my bones crack and crunch under my weight, Aaron turns around sword in hand, I throw myself at him wildly sinking my teeth into Aaron’s cheek wrapping my arms around his neck.
His screams sends chills up the fans spins shaking himself from side to side to get me off, Chase Evens screams at me to lever him go, gripping the blade Aaron jams the handle into the back of my head a few times making me drop to my knees Holiday’s blood spilling out of my mouth.
Allyson Cowell - That’s just gross, I know DreamKiller is in a bad way but to bit a chunk out of some one is just vile.
Simon Layfiled - A desperate move on the Dark Lords part but on the other hand Aaron Holiday was going to cut his head off with a sword so in all fairness I don’t blame Dream for going for a dirty underhanded trick.
Allyson Cowell - Dream have shaken Aaron for a few minuets but I don’t think it be enough to beat some one of Aaron’s standards and although Aaron maybe leaving this match new Strong - Style Champion he still have to face off against his long time friend Dreamer for the World Heavyweight Championship.
Simon Layfiled - So your saying Aaron “F’ing” Holiday could be leaving the stampede with not only the Strong Style but the world too that’s huge a double champion.
Aaron holding his cheek looking down at me with anger, he mouths the word you son of a bitch before grasping at the sword with both hand the blood spews out of his cheek like a small water fall.
Bring the blade up over his head and standing over me the malice look in his eyes, the fans take a deep breath expecting to see a murder right in front of they very eyes.
I look up and through the mass of pain I smile and throw my head forward into the wide open body part of the Outlaw, my head buried into Aaron’s crotch, the sword falls out of his hands and Chase quickly kicks it out the ring.
He drops down to his knees before me looking into etch others eyes, I grab his shoulder and use it to help myself up, I bring up my knee into Aaron’s mouth loosening some of them whisky soaked teeth the stumbling around him I twist my fingers into his hair and yank him up to his feet.
Allyson Cowell - How on earth is he still standing we watched Dream fall from God only knows how far and then the relentless beating he took at the hands of Aaron Holiday, but yet he still gets up.
Simon Layfiled - He is not right but little less then him actually having his head cut off I cant see any thing really keeping the Dark Lord down.
Standing behind Aaron I throw my arms around his neck and lock in The Sleep Kills Sleeper gripping on as tight as my body will let.
I push myself up onto Aaron’s back and lean forward and wrapping my legs around his waste, cutting off Aaron’s air he gasps and retches back for me but with my 300 plus pounds pressing down on him I’m just to much to shake off.
His body starts to wobble first dropping to a knee I rock my body forcing his head down into my arms, Aaron’s eyes start to close Chase quickly checks his arm lifting it up and letting it drop, doing it again but again it falls to the floor Chase shouts two and then lifts it again.
This time Aaron holds it up braking the count, he pushes on the ground lifting himself and me up to his feet only to stagger around and drop back down rolling over to his side Chase drops down to check again first asking if Aaron wanted to give it up but only getting a gurgled sound in response, Chase checks his arm lifting it and dropping it again and again.
The fans hold they breaths as Chase lifts Aaron’s arm for the last time letting it go Aaron’s arm hit’s the mat and the bell sounds.
Allyson Cowell - What a turn around DreamKiller still champion.
Simon Layfiled - What!
The shocked looks on every ones faces as I roll off of Aaron’s body and quickly rolls out of the ring, Chase grabs the title and hands it to me, I snatch back my title and start to stagger off up the ramp as my music plays over the sound waves.
Back stage the medics wait with stretches and oxygen for Aaron but they get more then they expected, I stumble through the then entrance way and fall onto the waiting stretcher my hands wrapped around my title as I lay face down on the stretcher trying to stay conscious.
The medics quickly wheel me off piling me into a ambulance.
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The bright light fills the whole area around me as I sit on a plain white couch looking down to the floor the sound of a child laughing can be heard out side.
I get up and walk to the window pulling back the drapes and looking out I see the young girl sat on a swing with a huge smile on her face, she waves and draws back the swing kicking out her little legs swinging out.
Her golden locks blowing out behind her as she swings and laughs, I watches for a few seconds before doing to the backdoor walking out into the sun light and leaning against the wall.
Young Girl - I knew you could do it we all was cheering you on.
Me - Is that so.
Young Girl - Well of course who else will we be cheering for daddy.
I rub my face then cross my arms across my chest cocking my head to the side.
Me - Well that was hardly impressive I almost killed myself falling from the rafters like that.
Young Girl - You have to learn things you cant just go jumping off stuff like building see daddy, it’s like me swinging real high and then jumping off I too would be hurt.
Me - What now is this where I am to stay.
Jumping off the swing the girl runs over and hugs me she looks up at me and smiles shaking her head.
Young Girl - Not yet daddy not yet.
Retching up she pulls open my eye lids, I pull my face away and shakes my head noticing a nurse standing over me shining a little torch into my eyes.
Nurse - Stay still your safe here now.
I look around seeing machines all around me, the sounds of beeping and air passing through tubes, the nurse jots some thing down on her note book and then walks out closing the door behind her.
I run my hand over my head feeling the tubes in my nose and, wires coming from my wrists from the drip, I look around the room besides the sounds coming from the machines the place is quiet some distant whispers and the sounds of people walking around in the only sounds that’s left.
My shits over to the window small with some old fashion drapes, a mini TV set hangs on the wall in the corner and a shabby chair in witch is covered by my clothes, I look around as a chest of draws against the far wall placed on top is my title picking up the reflection from the sun that’s coming in through the window.
Leaning back my head sinks into the pillow to weak to even want to move I just lay there quiet letting my body regain it’s energy.
FTB
His smirk on his face shifting his shoulder bring the sword swinging around I hear the air slicing as the cold hard steel fly’s straight for me, Dropping down to my face the wind of the blade flying over my head sweeps over the back of my neck.
Aaron spins around controlling the blade, I claw my way up to my feet feeling my bones crack and crunch under my weight, Aaron turns around sword in hand, I throw myself at him wildly sinking my teeth into Aaron’s cheek wrapping my arms around his neck.
His screams sends chills up the fans spins shaking himself from side to side to get me off, Chase Evens screams at me to lever him go, gripping the blade Aaron jams the handle into the back of my head a few times making me drop to my knees Holiday’s blood spilling out of my mouth.
Allyson Cowell - That’s just gross, I know DreamKiller is in a bad way but to bit a chunk out of some one is just vile.
Simon Layfiled - A desperate move on the Dark Lords part but on the other hand Aaron Holiday was going to cut his head off with a sword so in all fairness I don’t blame Dream for going for a dirty underhanded trick.
Allyson Cowell - Dream have shaken Aaron for a few minuets but I don’t think it be enough to beat some one of Aaron’s standards and although Aaron maybe leaving this match new Strong - Style Champion he still have to face off against his long time friend Dreamer for the World Heavyweight Championship.
Simon Layfiled - So your saying Aaron “F’ing” Holiday could be leaving the stampede with not only the Strong Style but the world too that’s huge a double champion.
Aaron holding his cheek looking down at me with anger, he mouths the word you son of a bitch before grasping at the sword with both hand the blood spews out of his cheek like a small water fall.
Bring the blade up over his head and standing over me the malice look in his eyes, the fans take a deep breath expecting to see a murder right in front of they very eyes.
I look up and through the mass of pain I smile and throw my head forward into the wide open body part of the Outlaw, my head buried into Aaron’s crotch, the sword falls out of his hands and Chase quickly kicks it out the ring.
He drops down to his knees before me looking into etch others eyes, I grab his shoulder and use it to help myself up, I bring up my knee into Aaron’s mouth loosening some of them whisky soaked teeth the stumbling around him I twist my fingers into his hair and yank him up to his feet.
Allyson Cowell - How on earth is he still standing we watched Dream fall from God only knows how far and then the relentless beating he took at the hands of Aaron Holiday, but yet he still gets up.
Simon Layfiled - He is not right but little less then him actually having his head cut off I cant see any thing really keeping the Dark Lord down.
Standing behind Aaron I throw my arms around his neck and lock in The Sleep Kills Sleeper gripping on as tight as my body will let.
I push myself up onto Aaron’s back and lean forward and wrapping my legs around his waste, cutting off Aaron’s air he gasps and retches back for me but with my 300 plus pounds pressing down on him I’m just to much to shake off.
His body starts to wobble first dropping to a knee I rock my body forcing his head down into my arms, Aaron’s eyes start to close Chase quickly checks his arm lifting it up and letting it drop, doing it again but again it falls to the floor Chase shouts two and then lifts it again.
This time Aaron holds it up braking the count, he pushes on the ground lifting himself and me up to his feet only to stagger around and drop back down rolling over to his side Chase drops down to check again first asking if Aaron wanted to give it up but only getting a gurgled sound in response, Chase checks his arm lifting it and dropping it again and again.
The fans hold they breaths as Chase lifts Aaron’s arm for the last time letting it go Aaron’s arm hit’s the mat and the bell sounds.
Allyson Cowell - What a turn around DreamKiller still champion.
Simon Layfiled - What!
The shocked looks on every ones faces as I roll off of Aaron’s body and quickly rolls out of the ring, Chase grabs the title and hands it to me, I snatch back my title and start to stagger off up the ramp as my music plays over the sound waves.
Back stage the medics wait with stretches and oxygen for Aaron but they get more then they expected, I stumble through the then entrance way and fall onto the waiting stretcher my hands wrapped around my title as I lay face down on the stretcher trying to stay conscious.
The medics quickly wheel me off piling me into a ambulance.
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The bright light fills the whole area around me as I sit on a plain white couch looking down to the floor the sound of a child laughing can be heard out side.
I get up and walk to the window pulling back the drapes and looking out I see the young girl sat on a swing with a huge smile on her face, she waves and draws back the swing kicking out her little legs swinging out.
Her golden locks blowing out behind her as she swings and laughs, I watches for a few seconds before doing to the backdoor walking out into the sun light and leaning against the wall.
Young Girl - I knew you could do it we all was cheering you on.
Me - Is that so.
Young Girl - Well of course who else will we be cheering for daddy.
I rub my face then cross my arms across my chest cocking my head to the side.
Me - Well that was hardly impressive I almost killed myself falling from the rafters like that.
Young Girl - You have to learn things you cant just go jumping off stuff like building see daddy, it’s like me swinging real high and then jumping off I too would be hurt.
Me - What now is this where I am to stay.
Jumping off the swing the girl runs over and hugs me she looks up at me and smiles shaking her head.
Young Girl - Not yet daddy not yet.
Retching up she pulls open my eye lids, I pull my face away and shakes my head noticing a nurse standing over me shining a little torch into my eyes.
Nurse - Stay still your safe here now.
I look around seeing machines all around me, the sounds of beeping and air passing through tubes, the nurse jots some thing down on her note book and then walks out closing the door behind her.
I run my hand over my head feeling the tubes in my nose and, wires coming from my wrists from the drip, I look around the room besides the sounds coming from the machines the place is quiet some distant whispers and the sounds of people walking around in the only sounds that’s left.
My shits over to the window small with some old fashion drapes, a mini TV set hangs on the wall in the corner and a shabby chair in witch is covered by my clothes, I look around as a chest of draws against the far wall placed on top is my title picking up the reflection from the sun that’s coming in through the window.
Leaning back my head sinks into the pillow to weak to even want to move I just lay there quiet letting my body regain it’s energy.
FTB
