My trip through the City Part 1

Jason: Anyone? We’re trapped at the fucking school! The power shut of.

A voice can be heard over what sounds like the university intercom.

“Attention students, I am your principle Demon, and welcome to your first semester in hell.”

Jason: Oh shit…

Shadow Demon: Don’t bother trying to escape because all of the exit’s have been chained and padlocked.

Jason: Nick, Frank, Brenton! We’re trapped inside…..

Jason: Fucking batteries.

That moment in time kept going through my mind as I was standing outside the Salvation University, Both KID and Hawk had gone off to deal with something else. I looked around at the damaged city. Buildings on fire, fire hydrants busted and water pouring out. I looked behind me and looked at the damage to the University. I then looked at the taser in my hand. I then looked in my other hand at the handgun I had brought with me just in case it became necessary to have a little extra fire power. Just then out of the corner of my eye I see someone coming by on a dirtbike. I placed the taser. I found a lead pipe on the ground and picked it up. I waited till the guy on the dirt bike was within striking distance and I smashed him across the chest with the pipe.

“That was freakin sweat, dude.”

Ryan: Shut the hell up and leave me alone.

“Oh come on, you have to admit that was pretty good.”

Ryan: I don’t care if you like it S. So go away.

Apollos grabbed the man and dragged him away into an abandoned building. Inside I smash the guy against the wall and stare at him.

Ryan: Which way is the fucking arena?

Man: I will not tell you that unless you are a part of Salvation. So unless you are you won’t get anything out of me.

I push the guy down in a chair. And handcuff him to it. I walk around him and stop.

Ryan: So what you are saying, is that either I have to be a member of Salvation or a very, very good reason to make you talk?

Man: That’s exactly what I’m saying.

I pull out the hand gun and point it in the air. The guy instantly starts sweating bullets as I wave it back and forth before pointing it at him.

Ryan: Is this a good reason. Because I think it is a very, very, very good reason, wouldn’t you say so.

Man: Well… uh… that looks… like… a… good… reason… but… no.

I smash the gun across the face and he instantly starts bleeding.

Ryan: Oh no. It looks like you need a band-aid well what you want to do about that?

Man: I still won’t tell you shit.

I walk behind him and pull out the taser.

Ryan: How about I jolt your memory.

I slammed the taser in his back and turned it on, he began screaming in pain. I finally turned it off and backed up.

Ryan: Ready to talk now?

The guy started to cry and was breathing heavily.

Guy: No, I won’t talk.

Ryan: Look I’ll give you two reasons why you should talk. Reason number one, my dad was an expert interrogator in the police force and he taught me all the tricks of the trade in it. And reason number two, I killed one person by accident already today. But that sure as hell doesn’t mean I won’t be able to kill someone on purpose. So, I’ll ask you one last time…

I place the gun on his forehead, and he starts shaking in fear.

Ryan: Which way is the Arena?

Man: Alright, alright I’ll tell you. Just take the gun away from my fucking head.

I pull the gun away from his head.

Man: It’s about three miles south of here. You can’t miss it.

Ryan: Now, was that so hard?

I go to walk away.

Man: Aren’t you going to let me go.

Ryan: No, cause you might try to stop me and you wouldn’t like what happens. But I will leave you with a gift.

I point the gun at him and pull the trigger, he screams in pain as the bullet hits him in his left arm.

Man: YOU FUCKING SHOT ME!!!!

Ryan: Don’t cry, I shot you in the arm. You’ll survive dumbass.

I walk outside and find the dirt bike he was driving. I get on it and I drive down towards the arena. I’m about a half mile from the arena when I look out of the corner of my eye and see a woman all alone. I stop and get off the bike I walk over to her and slowly put my hand on her and turn her around. When I see her face, my eyes open wide and I step back in shock.

Ryan: Tiffany!? What the…

Just then I feel a blow across my back and I fall down and fall unconscious.

>Later<

I wake up and see that I’m handcuffed to a chair and I feel blood dripping down my face. I hear a voice coming from another room. Just then the door opens and this man walks into the room, he looks at me and smiles.

???: Well I see our special guest has finally woken up. So did you like your little nap.

Ryan: Well I have to say the bed is uncomfortable.

???: Oh look, we have a comedian here. Isn’t that funny.

Ryan: Who are you and where am I?

???: First of all, my name is Lance Knight. And welcome to the site of your biggest blunder ever, the Liberation Arena. Now isn’t it true that you thought you became the World Heavyweight Champion here only for our Lord to be named the champion instead?

I look away for a second and when I look back I spit right in his face. He wipes it off before kicking me causing the chair to tip over.

???: Now, now, don’t hurt our little guest. He still has to realize why we brought him here.

I look over to where the voice comes from and I look and my eyes open in shock when I see that it’s Tiffany again. The first thought that pops into my head was "What in the blue hell is she doing helping Salvation?"

Lance: You know I like to toy with my prey. I want this man to suffer. He thinks him and the rest of his little posse can barge into the greatest city on Earth and attack it? I think not.

Lance tips the chair back onto it’s feet and I start to cough.

Lance: Okay, I’m going to go get a drink and then I’ll be back don’t you start missing me.

Lance walks away and Tiffany walks in front of me with her back to me. I look up and down and notice that she looks noticeably different from when I last saw her.

Ryan: Tiff.

She turns around to look at me but she just turns away again.

Ryan: Tiffany.

This time she doesn’t even acknowledge me.

Ryan: Mother fucking damn it, Tiffany, would you look at me.

She turns around and stares at me as if she was looking at my soul.

Tiffany: What do you want jackass.

Ryan: What the fuck happened to you?

To Be Continued…

-The Match-

Carmine Vestieri, the man that eliminated me because I decided that I did not want to help that son of a bitch, Corey Casey get what he doesn’t deserve. Corey Casey killed Alexis and Carmine thinks I will help that fucking jackass? Now he probably thinks he can do something he did a week ago against someone who was tired from fighting off a mob of brainwashed idiots. Though I am still a bit in pain over what happened in my match at SuperBrawl. But that’s out of the picture and now I can focus on doing something I love to do. And that’s kick ass and win matches. I still think you have some kind of vendetta against me, Carmine. Cause quite frankly who else would not notify me that my tag titles were on the line until two days that it would happen. That’s not fair, then you turn around and choke me out while my back was turned? Let’s see you do that against someone who knows it’s coming. Cause my life was hell before and it will be a hellacious firestorm coming at you on Monday. So get ready to know what it feels like when I put my size eleven and a half boot up your ass and hit you with the Deadshot.

Screen fades to black.

My trip through the City Part 1

My trip through the City Part 1

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