Post by c-scope on Mar 23, 2016 20:52:25 GMT -5
Whats goin on?
Wolf walks into a crowded café with an extremely unhappy look on his face. Lenny is sitting at a table sipping a coke waiting for Trevor. They have a rule, if something weird happens text the other guy “756990” and you will meet a certain place twelve hours after.
Lenny: How’s it going kid?
Wolf: Cut the crap Lenny, what the hell was that last night?
Lenny: what are you talking about?
Wolf: You know what I’m talking about!
Lenny: Man, we were shooting pool then I went home, that’s all.
Wolf: Whatever, why’d you meet Raul last night?
Lenny: You’re not going to give it up are you?
Wolf: No I’m not, Dave and Rual want me dead and I want to know what’s going on!
Lenny waves his hand over his head signaling for wolf to follow, Lenny stands up and walks towards the back door, Wolf goes with not knowing what to expect, he thinks he will see Raul and possible his death.
Wolf: Where are we going?
Lenny: Shut up you’ll see.
Wolf follows Lenny to his car.
Lenny: Get in.
Wolf: (reluctantly ) OK.
Wolf and Lenny get into the car and start to drive they sit in silence about five minutes, they are driving about 90 iles per hour and Lenny never drives that fast, Trevor knows something isn’t right.
Wolf: What’s going on?
Lenny: You want the whole story?
Wolf: No tell me half and ill fill in the blanks, yeah I want the whole story dumb ass!
Lenny: little smart ass. Ok, so here’s the deal. Dave doesn’t want me to work for him anymore, says I’m getting to old, well I had to stay there somehow. So, I talked to him he asked about my friendship with you, that’s when I met Raul. So he told me about his plan, he wants you to be at the next show, that’s when Raul’s, supposed to take you out after failing a couple years ago, Dave knew I was the only guy you trusted, so he saw me as a way to get you there, he told me if I wanted to keep wrestling for him I’d do it.
Wolf: That’s what this is about?
Lenny: Yep, I never planned to go through with it, but I had to put on a show for Raul in the junk yard the other night.
Wolf: Ok, what now.
Lenny: You going to the shw next week.
Wolf: What?
Lenny: Your smart kid, I’ve got a plan and I figure if things go sour, you can use the skills from when you lived in the woods to get you out.
Wolf: you’ve got a plan though right?
Lenny: yeah I’ve got a plan.
Lenny stops the car, they are back in front of the café, Lenny pulls a pistol out of the glove box and hands it to Wolf.
Lenny: Now get in your truck, don’t talk to anybody but Sam, you can trust him, and if you run into any of Dave’s guys you use that and put a shell in between their eyes.
Wolf: sounds easy enough.
Lenny: Ill text you the rest of the plan later.
Wolf: Ok.
TO BE CONTINUED…
Well, here we go. My forth match and second main event in WFWF. I’ve got a lot to think about, I don’t know what the hell Lenny’s doing, I’ve got a bounty on my head, I’ve got a guy that I think is my friend helping me, and I’ve got a match with a six foot ten, Three hundred ten pound beast, Lucas Crowe.
Crowe, I don’t like you, I don’t like what you stand for. I’m facing you because I stood at ringside with Sam and did nothing. Ok, I helped him cheat a little bit but who cares? So what, your twice my weight and you’re a foot taller than me, oh well, size don’t matter in a fight bro. What matters is hart, and mine takes up about two Thirds of my one hundred and fifty-pound body. I also got to ask, how did you get that match restarted? You been spending some time under Demons desk?
That brings me to another problem I have. What’s your deal Trace? I’m starting to think you don’t like me or something. That hurts my feelings dude, I like you, you’re a good guy. HAHAHAHAHAHA, that’s a good one, no Trace the truth is, I don’t like you, I don’t think anyone but Drakz and Crowe do, Crowe only does because you screwed Sam to help him. I’m on your sh*t list huh? What, what does that even mean? Is that bad? Do I get a prize or something? Are we going to fight in the parking lot? Oh, that last one sounds pretty fun! Let’s do it! Come on Trace! Unless you’re scared.
Lucas, I’m going to beat you, I don’t care about your size, I don’t care about your accomplishments, I will kick your ass, and break your teeth, get ready son, this is going to be a war, and you can’t win it.
Wolf walks into a crowded café with an extremely unhappy look on his face. Lenny is sitting at a table sipping a coke waiting for Trevor. They have a rule, if something weird happens text the other guy “756990” and you will meet a certain place twelve hours after.
Lenny: How’s it going kid?
Wolf: Cut the crap Lenny, what the hell was that last night?
Lenny: what are you talking about?
Wolf: You know what I’m talking about!
Lenny: Man, we were shooting pool then I went home, that’s all.
Wolf: Whatever, why’d you meet Raul last night?
Lenny: You’re not going to give it up are you?
Wolf: No I’m not, Dave and Rual want me dead and I want to know what’s going on!
Lenny waves his hand over his head signaling for wolf to follow, Lenny stands up and walks towards the back door, Wolf goes with not knowing what to expect, he thinks he will see Raul and possible his death.
Wolf: Where are we going?
Lenny: Shut up you’ll see.
Wolf follows Lenny to his car.
Lenny: Get in.
Wolf: (reluctantly ) OK.
Wolf and Lenny get into the car and start to drive they sit in silence about five minutes, they are driving about 90 iles per hour and Lenny never drives that fast, Trevor knows something isn’t right.
Wolf: What’s going on?
Lenny: You want the whole story?
Wolf: No tell me half and ill fill in the blanks, yeah I want the whole story dumb ass!
Lenny: little smart ass. Ok, so here’s the deal. Dave doesn’t want me to work for him anymore, says I’m getting to old, well I had to stay there somehow. So, I talked to him he asked about my friendship with you, that’s when I met Raul. So he told me about his plan, he wants you to be at the next show, that’s when Raul’s, supposed to take you out after failing a couple years ago, Dave knew I was the only guy you trusted, so he saw me as a way to get you there, he told me if I wanted to keep wrestling for him I’d do it.
Wolf: That’s what this is about?
Lenny: Yep, I never planned to go through with it, but I had to put on a show for Raul in the junk yard the other night.
Wolf: Ok, what now.
Lenny: You going to the shw next week.
Wolf: What?
Lenny: Your smart kid, I’ve got a plan and I figure if things go sour, you can use the skills from when you lived in the woods to get you out.
Wolf: you’ve got a plan though right?
Lenny: yeah I’ve got a plan.
Lenny stops the car, they are back in front of the café, Lenny pulls a pistol out of the glove box and hands it to Wolf.
Lenny: Now get in your truck, don’t talk to anybody but Sam, you can trust him, and if you run into any of Dave’s guys you use that and put a shell in between their eyes.
Wolf: sounds easy enough.
Lenny: Ill text you the rest of the plan later.
Wolf: Ok.
TO BE CONTINUED…
Well, here we go. My forth match and second main event in WFWF. I’ve got a lot to think about, I don’t know what the hell Lenny’s doing, I’ve got a bounty on my head, I’ve got a guy that I think is my friend helping me, and I’ve got a match with a six foot ten, Three hundred ten pound beast, Lucas Crowe.
Crowe, I don’t like you, I don’t like what you stand for. I’m facing you because I stood at ringside with Sam and did nothing. Ok, I helped him cheat a little bit but who cares? So what, your twice my weight and you’re a foot taller than me, oh well, size don’t matter in a fight bro. What matters is hart, and mine takes up about two Thirds of my one hundred and fifty-pound body. I also got to ask, how did you get that match restarted? You been spending some time under Demons desk?
That brings me to another problem I have. What’s your deal Trace? I’m starting to think you don’t like me or something. That hurts my feelings dude, I like you, you’re a good guy. HAHAHAHAHAHA, that’s a good one, no Trace the truth is, I don’t like you, I don’t think anyone but Drakz and Crowe do, Crowe only does because you screwed Sam to help him. I’m on your sh*t list huh? What, what does that even mean? Is that bad? Do I get a prize or something? Are we going to fight in the parking lot? Oh, that last one sounds pretty fun! Let’s do it! Come on Trace! Unless you’re scared.
Lucas, I’m going to beat you, I don’t care about your size, I don’t care about your accomplishments, I will kick your ass, and break your teeth, get ready son, this is going to be a war, and you can’t win it.
I dont know good luck 
