Post by Trash on Dec 29, 2011 22:39:10 GMT -5
Aaron "The Betrayer" Sirius stares coldly at John. The crowd pauses in tense anticipation as the worn John, seemingly supporting himself on the cage he had just escaped, teases Sirius by extending his thin, cold hand.
Allyson : That was some match! And now it seems, John's got a hungry Sirius on his tail.
Simon : Nothing the lawyer cant handle!
Allyson : I wouldnt bet on that, Simon.
Simon : Listen to the crowd here tonight, they cant stand seeing John retain the title yet again! They may not like either man, but I think they'd rather see Aaron Sirius beat the crap out of John to go home happy!
Simon : Nothing the lawyer cant handle!
Allyson : I wouldnt bet on that, Simon.
Simon : Listen to the crowd here tonight, they cant stand seeing John retain the title yet again! They may not like either man, but I think they'd rather see Aaron Sirius beat the crap out of John to go home happy!
Outside the ring, outside the cage, behind the commentators sits a man. As John stands there, Sirius calculating his next move, the crowd quiet with anticipation, the man gets up, folding the chair he was sitting at and rushes through the croweded fans and into the cage
The camera catches a glimpse, the crowd catches on...
Simon : "The sanity assassin!"
Allyson : "It's Trash with a steel chair!"
Allyson : "It's Trash with a steel chair!"
Sirius, perhaps mesmerized by John, like a mouse by a cobra, does not react to the sound of footsteps behind him. John sees it coming, John sees and watches the steel chair slam into the back of Sirius' head.
John watches the eyes of Sirius glaze over as they still stare at him, he watches Sirius fall to the mat, the sound of chair hitting flesh still resounding across the arena.
John sees the chair coming at him, the man, not more than a storm of hair. The lawyer's hands instinctively go up to block the shot but instead of smashing into him, the chair flies, released from Trash's hold.
The experienced legend catches the chair, again on instinct.
The Sanity Assassin strikes, kicking the chair into John's head and the lawyer falls right next to the man whose hand he wanted to shake. The chair that felled both men falls with a thud at the center of the mat and Trash stares at both men, a slow, almost innocent, smile crawling onto his lips.
Allyson : Trash takes out both men, but why!
Simon : Why not, Allyson?
Allyson : The crowd is letting their dislike known loud and clear, but I guess we will need to wait til next week to find out Trash's reasoning...
Simon : I dont think there is much reasoning to know...
Simon : Why not, Allyson?
Allyson : The crowd is letting their dislike known loud and clear, but I guess we will need to wait til next week to find out Trash's reasoning...
Simon : I dont think there is much reasoning to know...
The cameras black out.
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