Post by K.C. James on Sept 13, 2010 22:10:31 GMT -5
A knock sounds on Icy Holiday's door. A few things run through Aaron Holidays mind. 1) Chris York is coming to attempt to finish what he started. 2) The lawyer JMW has left the ring and is coming to formulate a future plan to rectify their situation. 3) Icy has come to pick baby names with Holiday. He, however, is wrong on all counts. Because on the other side is an old face that Aaron Holiday surely would not be expecting to see. A man who has gone by many names throughout his career, but has become fond of one he's been using on the independent circuit for months after his hiatus from REW.
K.C. James, but as "Hellian" knows him. He is, MX, he is Cliff James. And he has a bone to pick.
Holiday expecting to be jumped the second the door opens readies Dozer's golden bat in one hand while he turns the handle and swings it open wildly with the other. Aaron is a swing first ask questions later kind of guy so he does just that. The bat cracks off the door frame to the right of him not quite expecting what comes from the left. A fist cracks off his jaw hard enough to unhinge it that knocks him backwards a few steps.
Before he can ready the bat to take out his attacker he's taken off his feet with a tackle that sends his spine off the edge of Icy's solid oak desk. His body goes limp as a few more fists crack off his face. Finally security rushes in and pulls James back.
K.C. spits out a few words though as he's rushed backwards by approximately three guards.
"You son of a bitch! Our last match wasn't enough retribution! You had to come for me financially and take everything I had!! My wife left me with our child because you paid off some asshole to say he was a private investigator and caught me cheating on her. You are the lowest piece of shit I have ever known and I will make sure you pay!!!!"
The guards turn K.C. James for the exit but as he turns Holiday is back up and he cracks his beer bottle off the back of James head. The innovation sensation collapses forward out of the guards grip and Holiday quickly follows up with baseball bat in tow with a full overhead swing off James' ribcage.
Aaron "fucking" Holiday goes for another but Cliff rolls out of the way and with a sweep kick takes Aaron down to his level. James rolls over on top of the man he completely despises and wraps both hands around his throat choking the life out of him. Security tries to step in but they have trouble getting him to release his grip.
Finally they get him off but as the guards escort him for the exit to the building James yells back to the gasping Holiday...
"This is far from fucking over Hellian!"
And with that he's shoved out of the door into the parking lot ejected from the building.[/color][/size]
K.C. James, but as "Hellian" knows him. He is, MX, he is Cliff James. And he has a bone to pick.
Holiday expecting to be jumped the second the door opens readies Dozer's golden bat in one hand while he turns the handle and swings it open wildly with the other. Aaron is a swing first ask questions later kind of guy so he does just that. The bat cracks off the door frame to the right of him not quite expecting what comes from the left. A fist cracks off his jaw hard enough to unhinge it that knocks him backwards a few steps.
Before he can ready the bat to take out his attacker he's taken off his feet with a tackle that sends his spine off the edge of Icy's solid oak desk. His body goes limp as a few more fists crack off his face. Finally security rushes in and pulls James back.
K.C. spits out a few words though as he's rushed backwards by approximately three guards.
"You son of a bitch! Our last match wasn't enough retribution! You had to come for me financially and take everything I had!! My wife left me with our child because you paid off some asshole to say he was a private investigator and caught me cheating on her. You are the lowest piece of shit I have ever known and I will make sure you pay!!!!"
The guards turn K.C. James for the exit but as he turns Holiday is back up and he cracks his beer bottle off the back of James head. The innovation sensation collapses forward out of the guards grip and Holiday quickly follows up with baseball bat in tow with a full overhead swing off James' ribcage.
Aaron "fucking" Holiday goes for another but Cliff rolls out of the way and with a sweep kick takes Aaron down to his level. James rolls over on top of the man he completely despises and wraps both hands around his throat choking the life out of him. Security tries to step in but they have trouble getting him to release his grip.
Finally they get him off but as the guards escort him for the exit to the building James yells back to the gasping Holiday...
"This is far from fucking over Hellian!"
And with that he's shoved out of the door into the parking lot ejected from the building.[/color][/size]