Post by The Outlaw on Mar 31, 2011 22:53:27 GMT -5
I laid face down on the stretcher, gauze was piled high on my back soaking up the blood as the paramedics loaded me into the back of the ambulance and the sound of Dreamkillers entrance music filled the backstage area.
[EMT] "Mr. Holiday you're lucky so far, the cut isn't that deep but you're going to need stitches."
[Holiday] "We don't need to go to the hospital for that do we?"
[EMT] "No sir, we can do it all here in the ambulance but you won't be cleared to wrestle tonight."
[Holiday] "Heh...me wrestle?!? I didn't plan on it!"
The EMT sits me up in the chair and grabs a vile and long injection needle, slowly he turns the vile upside down and inserts the needle and pulls back on the plunger as he draws in the anesthesia and injects it into my open wound. At first it's painful but almost instantly the medicine goes to work as it feels like ice water trickles down the searing hot pain in my back brining relief and numbing comfort. He opens a surgeons package filled with a needle, plastic line for the sutures and a small pair of scissors. He immediately goes to work closing the gaping holes in my back.
[Holiday] "You've got quite a workshop back here."
[EMT] "Well always being on standby for you guys we've learned to come equipped for the worst. By the way how do the stitches feel?"
[Holiday] "It's all numb and I can't feel any of it, but what do you all have in here as far as pain meds go?"
[EMT] "We've got percocet's...."
[Holiday] "Perfect! Now how many stitches do you have left till we're done?"
[EMT] "One more giving you a total of thirty seven."
The EMT finishes the final stitch and touches wrapping my back up with gauze, tape and athletic bandages. I take the pain pills and skip the antibiotics knowing my large alcohol consumption will only kill them. Once I'm out of the ambulance I make a straight line for the entrance ramp paying attention to the backstage monitors as Dreamkiller begins to cut on the beautiful and perfect skin of my wifes face...
Ringside Live...[/i]
Dreamkillers eyes lock on Icy's with BAD intentions running rampant in his mind. Slowly he approaches her like a hunter stalking its prey but not for the desire to eat but for mere sport. From his right side he brandishes his razor glove and looms down at Icy as her eyes fill with fear and what happened next was not expected....
The P.A. System comes to life....
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You can run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Sooner or later God'll cut you down
Sooner or later God'll cut you down[/b][/center][/color]
Dreamkiller stops and turns the the entrance ramp as the sound of Johnny Cash's God's Gonna Cut You Down grabs his attention and as he peers to the top of the ramp the arena plunges into darkness with an all to familiar tune....
Under the lights where we stand tall
Nobody touches us at all
Showdown, shootout, spread fear within, without
We're gonna take what's ours to have...[/center] [/color]
The spotlight hits and through the flashing multicolored lights and strobes I'm highlighted as I march down the ramp and not alone only this time I don't have my golden bat but rather a sledge hammer. As I prepare to storm the ring Dreamkiller as acquired a mic and brings it to his pencil thin lips....
[DK] "If you step one foot inside the ring I'll cut her throat out!"
I stop dead in my tracks and helplessly stand by at the ready as I watch the events unfold.
[DK] "And as for you Icy, lay down and accept defeat or I'll do worse than previously mentioned."
Icy looks out of the ring to me and I nod my head telling her to do as he demands. She lays down on the canvas in the center of the ring and Dreamkiller makes the pin as Chase Evans counts it....
[Chase] "One...Two..."
[Allyson] "Holiday just rushed into the ring as Chase is going for the three!"
His hand hits the mat...
[Chase] "THREE!"
Dreamkillers eyes dart back to ensure I'm at a safe distance from him, and needless to say catching the blunt force of the 7lb sledge hammer to the jaw was something he didn't expect! He rolls off of Icy and I bring the sledge hammer back up and drive it down into his knee crippling him worse as blood flows from his obvious broken jaw and he is effortless to crawl away from the onslaught of pain I'm about to bring him!
[Holiday] "Mistake One, you put your hands on me when I had my back to you and cut me open, and now you've paid for it with a broken jaw...and if that isn't enough to make you a believer as to why I'm your superior....I told you before you laid your hands on me if you cut my wife, IF you were to so much as hurt her I'd rip that retarded glove off your hand and shove it up your ass...make no mistake about it I meant every word!"
I reach down and rip Dreamkillers razor glove off of his hand...
[T Money] "What is Holiday going to do? Surely he's not really going to shove that glove where the sun doesn't shine!"
I pull the glove over the tip of my boot and Icy flips Dreamkiller onto his stomach and he tries to slither away with his banged up knee as I line up the shot, like a football player kicking a field goal I kick Dreamkiller straight in the ass shoving the razors and glove right up his ass. He flops on the canvas writhing in pain like a fish out of water as I pick up the mic he had moments ago...
[Holiday] "You call yourself a killer of dreams, well son I'm not a dreamer and this here is far from a dream, this is a battle field, a war zone, and for some people a game where the prize is the championship. In case you or anyone else forgot in the weeks I was gone...I AM The Champion and I AM THE GAME!"
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