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Sweet Irony
“So many voices
I can't even sleep
Typical late night company
They asked questions about my life
Where is it going? Who am I?
And those voices rip me all apart
I need medicine to quiet
And survive it”
~ “Welcome to Oblivion”- Madina Lake
Revolution: Welcome to the Summer BBQ Blast
Los Angeles, California
Monday
June 14th
2010
(Corey and Chuck stand in the middle of the ring, side by side with Chuck Matthews. Both men had just pressed their detonators, setting off the bombs that they had placed throughout the Cyrus Mansion earlier that day. The flames consume the mansion, casting the entire backyard in a flickering orange glow. Corey has a slight smirk on his face as Brenton Cyrus’ helicopter takes off into the night sky)
Shane Bradley
You see what they did, what Chuck Matthews and Corey Casey did! It’s because of them the NLWF is going to die! All I can do now is book a main event for Revolution thirty, the final show, that will last forever on the minds of our fans. At Revolution thirty, one man will hold all three major titles at once, I guarantee it
(Corey and Chuck pose for a little bit in the ring before ducking under the ropes. The two men begin walking around the side of the house when they suddenly hear the crowd erupt in cheers. Corey turns back towards the ring)
Corey Casey
What the hell was that?
(Chuck shrugs his shoulders)
Chuck Matthews
No idea…but I’m getting out of here. I got things to do
(Corey nods his head and turns his attention to the action in the ring. Chuck turns on his heel and walks off. Corey can barely see through the densely packed audience in Brenton’s backyard, so he walks around the edge of the crowd to get a better view of the action in the ring.
He finally gets a better vantage point…just in time to see Death Angel chokeslam Jason Hawk for the third time. Death Angel quickly pins Jason Hawk and Corey laughs and shakes his head as the referee counts to three)
Samantha Praxton
Here is your winner and the NEW World Heavyweight Wrestling Champion, DEATH ANGEL!
(Corey suddenly stops laughing as he realizes…)
Corey Casey
Fucking Death Angel…
(Death Angel had become the third Triple Crown Champion in NLWF history…on the same night Corey had become the second Triple Crown Champion in NLWF history! Corey shakes his head, a sneer on his face. He suddenly catches sight of the NLWF Title sitting on his right shoulder, the flames dancing in the gold of the title. He wouldn’t let Death Angel ruin his night…
Corey turns and heads to the front of the Cyrus mansion, making sure to give the burning mansion a wide berth. He sees the same limo driver that had brought him and Chuck here standing by his limo having a cigarette. Corey walks over to him, a confused look on his face)
Corey Casey
Where is Chuck? And why are you still here?
(The limo driver takes one last drag on his cigarette and tosses it on the ground. He exhales the smoke, making sure to turn his head away from Corey)
Driver
I was about to drive Mr. Matthews home when an attractive female arrived and insisted on giving him a ride home. Mr. Matthews made it clear that I was to drive you anywhere you needed to go this evening
(The driver opens the limo door and motions for Corey to climb inside. Corey shrugs his shoulders, a smirk on his face)
Corey Casey
Well…if Chuck insists…
(Corey climbs into the back of the limo and the driver shuts the door. Corey sets the NLWF Title on the seat next to him and leans forward and opens the mini fridge in the back of the limo. He begins to tear the wrapper off of the bottle when the driver climbs inside the limo and rolls the dividing window down)
Driver
Where to sir?
Corey Casey
The London West Hollywood Hotel
(The driver nods his head and rolls the window back up, leaving Corey sitting in silence. Corey pops open the bottle of champagne and takes a deep pull from the bottle, not even bothering to use a glass. He smiles to himself…it was a celebration after all…
Corey continues to take gulps from the bottle as the limo speeds through the night. The limo soon arrives outside the hotel. The driver gets out of the limo and walks around to the rear door. He opens the door and Corey Casey climbs out of the limo, the nearly empty bottle of champagne in one hand, the NLWF Title in the other. Corey gives the driver a clever smile)
Corey Casey
I talked to Chuck Matthews and he said you are to make sure that I safely get where ever I want to go tonight to celebrate
(The driver looks at Corey skeptically)
Driver
Did he now?
(Corey downs the rest of the bottle of champagne and looks around. He sees a nearby door man and his smile widens)
Corey Casey
Hey! Doorman! Catch!
(Corey hurls the bottle of champagne at the doorman who turns around just in time to bring his hands up and deflect the bottle. The bottle bounces off the doorman’s hands and smashes on the ground. Corey quickly turns back to the limo driver, a pissed off look on his face)
Corey Casey
In case you didn’t notice, I am the NLWF champion! I am the man that was on a tag team with your boss, Chuck Matthews, tonight. Now, Chuck told me that you are to make sure that I am safely brought to and from whatever bar or club I want tonight. Do you really want to risk getting fired?
(The driver quickly bows his head, an apologetic look on his face)
Driver
No…of course I will make sure you are safely driven around tonight
(Corey laughs to himself as he turns and walks away from the limo driver. He had bold face lied to that dumb bastard…and the driver didn’t even question him…maybe tonight really was his lucky night…Corey walks up the steps leading into the hotel, laughing as he looks at the doorman)
Corey Casey
Sorry mate…had to prove a point ya know?
(Before the doorman can even respond Corey walks right past him and into the hotel lobby. Corey walks through the lobby, smiling at the people who are staring at him and the NLWF Title. He walks over to the reception desk where an older, well dressed guy is sitting behind the desk typing away on a computer)
Corey Casey
Hiya buddy
(The guy behind the counter lifts his gaze from his computer and the first thing he sees is the NLWF Title. He immediately jumps to his feet and clears his throat)
Receptionist
Ahem, excuse me sir. Welcome to The London…
Corey Casey
Yeah yeah I know where I am. My name is Corey Casey and I have a reservation
(The receptionist bows his head)
Receptionist
Very good sir…the name on the reservation?
(Corey lets out a sigh of frustration; he didn’t have time for this shit)
Corey Casey
Corey Casey
(The receptionist guy punches in a few things on the computer and, after a moment, he smiles)
Receptionist
Ah yes here we are, Mr. Corey Casey. Penthouse suite 4
(The receptionist turns and grabs a keycard from a shelf behind him. Corey holds out his hand, expecting the receptionist to hand him the room key. The receptionist just stares at Corey for a minute)
Corey Casey
Uh…what are you waiting for?
Receptionist
I need you to present two forms of ID sir
(Corey goes to reach for his wallet…and realizes that he still has his wrestling gear on. He had left his wallet…)
Corey Casey
Uh…I left my wallet in my luggage which I had sent here earlier today…
Receptionist
Well…I can not give you the room key then…good day
(Corey starts to feel anger start to boil inside of him. Didn’t this fuck know who he was?!)
Corey Casey
Listen Jeeves…I am the fucking NLWF Champion! I am Corey Casey! Now I have a long night ahead of me and I just need to go to my penthouse for a quick shower before I go out tonight! NOW GIVE ME MY FUCKING ROOM KEY!
(The receptionist stands quietly, absorbing the abuse)
Receptionist
Sir, you very well may be the NLWF Champion…but my oldest son has a replica belt just like that one…only his name is on the belt…
(Corey quickly looks down at the belt and notices the name “Matt Gray” is still on the name plate)
Corey Casey
Fuck! I forgot to have them change it!
(The receptionist rolls his eyes)
Receptionist
Yes well, I am going to need two forms of ID sir before I give you the cardkey for the Penthouse
(Corey’s mind begins to race, thinking of some way he can prove to this idiot he was who he said he was. He suddenly snaps his fingers as an idea comes to him. Corey points at the computer)
Corey Casey
You got internet on there?
(The receptionist looks down at the computer)
Receptionist
Yes sir, but I don’t see…
Corey Casey
Go to NLWF.com…I guarantee I am on the home page
(The receptionist gives Corey a look of frustration)
Receptionist
Listen sir…this is no time for you to check wrestling…
(Corey suddenly reaches across the reception desk and grabs the receptionist by his tie. Corey yanks on the receptionist’s tie, causing him to lean forward across the desk. Corey whispers to the receptionist in a very menacing tone)
Corey Casey
I said, check NLWF.com…please…
(The receptionist grabs Corey’s wrist, trying to get Corey to let go of his tie. Corey looks around and sees that the guests that were walking around the lobby had suddenly stopped what they were doing and were now watching the exchange between Corey and the receptionist. Corey turns his gaze back to the receptionist)
Corey Casey
Do it
(Corey lets the receptionist go. The receptionist quickly loosens his tie and gasps for air. After a moment he quickly sits down at his desk and logs onto the internet. Corey watches the receptionist type in NLWF.com. After waiting for the site to boot up, the receptionist sees Corey and Chuck’s faces on the homepage. Both of them are holding detonators and Brenton’s mansion is burning in the background. The NLWF Title is slung over Corey’s right shoulder and both he and Chuck have cocky grins on their faces. The receptionist looks up from the computer and sees that Corey has that same cocky grin on his face as he does in the picture)
Receptionist
Sir…I’m sorry…it’s just that…
(Corey holds out his hand)
Corey Casey
Room key…now
(The receptionist jumps to his feet and grabs the room key. He quickly hands it over to Corey)
Receptionist
Your bags are already in your room Mr. Casey. Please…forgive me for the…
(Corey points his room key in the waistline of his wrestling trunks. He then slowly reaches behind the desk and feels around for a moment until his fingers wrap around what feels like a sharpie. Corey grabs the object and smiles as he realizes that it is, in fact, a sharpie marker. Corey takes the cap off of the marker and grabs the receptionist by the tie again. Corey pulls the receptionist close)
Corey Casey
Close your left eye
(The receptionist begins to stammer out a nervous response)
Receptionist
But…Mr…
Corey Casey
Now!
(The receptionist closes his left eye. Corey draws a central dot on the receptionist’s left eyelid and then two outer circles around his eye. As soon as he finishes drawing the second circle Corey lets the receptionist go, smiling at the target he had just drawn on the receptionist’s left eye. Before the receptionist has time to even ask why, Corey lashes out with his left fist, punching the receptionist square in the eye. The receptionist crumples into a heap on the floor and Corey laughs wickedly)
Corey Casey
Just a little something for you to remember me by…oh and don’t worry about showing me to my room…I think I can manage to find it myself
(Corey continues laughing as he walks over to the bank of elevators and presses the “up” arrow. The elevator doors slide open and Corey walks into the elevator. He presses the “penthouse level” button and the doors slide shut. As the elevator begins to ascend, Corey hears a familiar cold laughter echoing around the inside of the elevator. A chill shoots down Corey’s spine…he knew that laugh…)
“The Lord”
Good work laying out that receptionist…
(Corey looks around the inside of the elevator and sees that every wall of the inside of the elevator is a mirror. Corey looks to his right and sees his own reflection. Suddenly, his own reflection explodes into flames. Corey shields his eyes, trying to cover them from the intensity of the light. When he looks back at the mirror he sees “The Lord” staring back at him)
“The Lord”
Feels good to be kicking the shit out of incompetent idiots again doesn’t it?
(Corey sneers at “The Lord”)
Corey Casey
I did what I had to do in order to make sure he remembers who I am from now on…
(“The Lord” laughs again)
“The Lord”
You just sounded like me for a second there…
(Corey suddenly realizes what he just said. He feels his face drain of all color and he begins to feel panicked)
Corey Casey
Fuck you…
(“The Lord” points at the NLWF Title)
“The Lord”
It seems like you are doing pretty well…
(Corey smirks at “The Lord”)
Corey Casey
Yeah…I am…and I did it after hatching a plan with Chuck Matthews
(Corey’s smirk widens as he sees the look of hatred spread across “The Lord’s” face at the mere mention of Chuck’s name)
Corey Casey
Not only did I win the NLWF Title after hatching and executing a plan with Chuck…we also blew up your precious “God’s” mansion…what the fuck are you going to do now?
(“The Lord” begins respond but the elevator suddenly dings and the doors slide open. Corey quickly walks out of the elevator and to the penthouse door labeled “Penthouse 4.” Corey grabs his key card and swipes into the room. He then walks into the bedroom and over to his luggage which is sitting by his bed. Corey sets the NLWF Title down on the bed and rummages around inside his suitcase. He then takes out a pair of jeans, a black t-shirt and a pair of black leather shoes. He grabs some underwear and socks and throws them on the bed with the rest of the clothes. Corey then takes off of his wrestling gear and walks into the bathroom. He quickly showers and then gets dressed. After getting dressed, he grabs his wallet and cell phone and heads back down to the lobby.
As he is walking through the lobby, Corey looks over at the reception desk and sees the same receptionist sitting behind the desk holding a bag of frozen peas up to his eye. The receptionist sees Corey and immediately ducks behind the desk. Corey laughs and walks out the front door of the hotel. He sees that the driver had kept the limo parked in front of the hotel. Corey walks over to the driver who is having another cigarette)
Corey Casey
Take me to The Legacy bar
(Corey doesn’t bother waiting for the driver to put his cigarette out and open the door for him. Instead, Corey just opens the back door and climbs into the limo, shutting the limo door behind him. Corey stretches out and gets comfortable in the back of the limo while the driver puts out his cigarette and climbs into the driver’s side door. The limo suddenly starts and pulls away from the curb and out into the thinning LA traffic.
The limo soon arrives outside The Legacy Bar in downtown LA. The driver opens the door and Corey climbs out of the limo. The driver hands Corey his card)
Driver
Just call my cell when you need me sir
(Corey takes the card and puts it into his jeans pocket. Corey looks at the Legacy Bar and smiles at the line of people gathered outside the bar. The people notice the limo and they suddenly see that Corey Casey has just climbed out of the limo. A majority of the people boo him mercilessly but one or two girls scream in excitement. Corey laughs to himself; he definitely earned the title of “Most Hated Man in Professional Wrestling.”
Corey walks past the line of people and straight up to the front door of the bar where a large bounder is standing with a clipboard)
Corey Casey
Joey my friend
(Corey holds out his hand to the bouncer. The bouncer grabs Corey’s hand and shakes it)
Joey
Evening Mr. Casey…go on in
(Corey gives the bouncer a half smile)
Corey Casey
Did you see my big victory tonight?
(Joey nods his head)
Joey
I did indeed sir…I also saw that you and Chuck Matthews blew up Mr. Cyrus’ mansion…
(Corey starts to laugh and then he remembers that Brenton was the one who originally hired Joey. Corey looks at Joey and shrugs his shoulders)
Corey Casey
Yeah well…it was a casualty of war I suppose…
(Corey walks through the main door of the bar and looks around. The Legacy Bar was always packed full of people after an NLWF show but tonight it was especially packed because the NLWF show had been in LA. Corey walks up to the bar and manages to find an empty seat. He then catches the eye of the head bartender and gives him a nod. The head bartender walks over to Corey and holds out his hand)
Head Bartender
Evening Corey…or should I say…evening champ
(Corey shakes the bartender’s hand and laughs)
Corey Casey
Jack Daniels and coke…I’m celebrating my victory tonight
(The bartender gives Corey a clever smile)
Head Bartender
I thought you said you were celebrating? You always get a Jack Daniels and coke…I got something better for ya…
(Corey watches as the head bartender walks into the backroom. Corey then looks around the bar, noting a group of hot girls standing by the TV which is replaying Revolution from earlier in the night. One of the girls, a brunette with brown eyes and big tits looks over at Corey and gives him a smile. Corey smiles back at her and tells her to wait a moment.
Corey turns back to the bar in time to see the head bartender reappear out of the backroom with a bottle of Crown Royal. He pours ¾ of the high class whiskey into a glass and splashes coke in it. He then puts the bottle down and grabs the drink. He takes the drink over to Corey and sets it down in front of him)
I can't even sleep
Typical late night company
They asked questions about my life
Where is it going? Who am I?
And those voices rip me all apart
I need medicine to quiet
And survive it”
~ “Welcome to Oblivion”- Madina Lake
Revolution: Welcome to the Summer BBQ Blast
Los Angeles, California
Monday
June 14th
2010
(Corey and Chuck stand in the middle of the ring, side by side with Chuck Matthews. Both men had just pressed their detonators, setting off the bombs that they had placed throughout the Cyrus Mansion earlier that day. The flames consume the mansion, casting the entire backyard in a flickering orange glow. Corey has a slight smirk on his face as Brenton Cyrus’ helicopter takes off into the night sky)
Shane Bradley
You see what they did, what Chuck Matthews and Corey Casey did! It’s because of them the NLWF is going to die! All I can do now is book a main event for Revolution thirty, the final show, that will last forever on the minds of our fans. At Revolution thirty, one man will hold all three major titles at once, I guarantee it
(Corey and Chuck pose for a little bit in the ring before ducking under the ropes. The two men begin walking around the side of the house when they suddenly hear the crowd erupt in cheers. Corey turns back towards the ring)
Corey Casey
What the hell was that?
(Chuck shrugs his shoulders)
Chuck Matthews
No idea…but I’m getting out of here. I got things to do
(Corey nods his head and turns his attention to the action in the ring. Chuck turns on his heel and walks off. Corey can barely see through the densely packed audience in Brenton’s backyard, so he walks around the edge of the crowd to get a better view of the action in the ring.
He finally gets a better vantage point…just in time to see Death Angel chokeslam Jason Hawk for the third time. Death Angel quickly pins Jason Hawk and Corey laughs and shakes his head as the referee counts to three)
Samantha Praxton
Here is your winner and the NEW World Heavyweight Wrestling Champion, DEATH ANGEL!
(Corey suddenly stops laughing as he realizes…)
Corey Casey
Fucking Death Angel…
(Death Angel had become the third Triple Crown Champion in NLWF history…on the same night Corey had become the second Triple Crown Champion in NLWF history! Corey shakes his head, a sneer on his face. He suddenly catches sight of the NLWF Title sitting on his right shoulder, the flames dancing in the gold of the title. He wouldn’t let Death Angel ruin his night…
Corey turns and heads to the front of the Cyrus mansion, making sure to give the burning mansion a wide berth. He sees the same limo driver that had brought him and Chuck here standing by his limo having a cigarette. Corey walks over to him, a confused look on his face)
Corey Casey
Where is Chuck? And why are you still here?
(The limo driver takes one last drag on his cigarette and tosses it on the ground. He exhales the smoke, making sure to turn his head away from Corey)
Driver
I was about to drive Mr. Matthews home when an attractive female arrived and insisted on giving him a ride home. Mr. Matthews made it clear that I was to drive you anywhere you needed to go this evening
(The driver opens the limo door and motions for Corey to climb inside. Corey shrugs his shoulders, a smirk on his face)
Corey Casey
Well…if Chuck insists…
(Corey climbs into the back of the limo and the driver shuts the door. Corey sets the NLWF Title on the seat next to him and leans forward and opens the mini fridge in the back of the limo. He begins to tear the wrapper off of the bottle when the driver climbs inside the limo and rolls the dividing window down)
Driver
Where to sir?
Corey Casey
The London West Hollywood Hotel
(The driver nods his head and rolls the window back up, leaving Corey sitting in silence. Corey pops open the bottle of champagne and takes a deep pull from the bottle, not even bothering to use a glass. He smiles to himself…it was a celebration after all…
Corey continues to take gulps from the bottle as the limo speeds through the night. The limo soon arrives outside the hotel. The driver gets out of the limo and walks around to the rear door. He opens the door and Corey Casey climbs out of the limo, the nearly empty bottle of champagne in one hand, the NLWF Title in the other. Corey gives the driver a clever smile)
Corey Casey
I talked to Chuck Matthews and he said you are to make sure that I safely get where ever I want to go tonight to celebrate
(The driver looks at Corey skeptically)
Driver
Did he now?
(Corey downs the rest of the bottle of champagne and looks around. He sees a nearby door man and his smile widens)
Corey Casey
Hey! Doorman! Catch!
(Corey hurls the bottle of champagne at the doorman who turns around just in time to bring his hands up and deflect the bottle. The bottle bounces off the doorman’s hands and smashes on the ground. Corey quickly turns back to the limo driver, a pissed off look on his face)
Corey Casey
In case you didn’t notice, I am the NLWF champion! I am the man that was on a tag team with your boss, Chuck Matthews, tonight. Now, Chuck told me that you are to make sure that I am safely brought to and from whatever bar or club I want tonight. Do you really want to risk getting fired?
(The driver quickly bows his head, an apologetic look on his face)
Driver
No…of course I will make sure you are safely driven around tonight
(Corey laughs to himself as he turns and walks away from the limo driver. He had bold face lied to that dumb bastard…and the driver didn’t even question him…maybe tonight really was his lucky night…Corey walks up the steps leading into the hotel, laughing as he looks at the doorman)
Corey Casey
Sorry mate…had to prove a point ya know?
(Before the doorman can even respond Corey walks right past him and into the hotel lobby. Corey walks through the lobby, smiling at the people who are staring at him and the NLWF Title. He walks over to the reception desk where an older, well dressed guy is sitting behind the desk typing away on a computer)
Corey Casey
Hiya buddy
(The guy behind the counter lifts his gaze from his computer and the first thing he sees is the NLWF Title. He immediately jumps to his feet and clears his throat)
Receptionist
Ahem, excuse me sir. Welcome to The London…
Corey Casey
Yeah yeah I know where I am. My name is Corey Casey and I have a reservation
(The receptionist bows his head)
Receptionist
Very good sir…the name on the reservation?
(Corey lets out a sigh of frustration; he didn’t have time for this shit)
Corey Casey
Corey Casey
(The receptionist guy punches in a few things on the computer and, after a moment, he smiles)
Receptionist
Ah yes here we are, Mr. Corey Casey. Penthouse suite 4
(The receptionist turns and grabs a keycard from a shelf behind him. Corey holds out his hand, expecting the receptionist to hand him the room key. The receptionist just stares at Corey for a minute)
Corey Casey
Uh…what are you waiting for?
Receptionist
I need you to present two forms of ID sir
(Corey goes to reach for his wallet…and realizes that he still has his wrestling gear on. He had left his wallet…)
Corey Casey
Uh…I left my wallet in my luggage which I had sent here earlier today…
Receptionist
Well…I can not give you the room key then…good day
(Corey starts to feel anger start to boil inside of him. Didn’t this fuck know who he was?!)
Corey Casey
Listen Jeeves…I am the fucking NLWF Champion! I am Corey Casey! Now I have a long night ahead of me and I just need to go to my penthouse for a quick shower before I go out tonight! NOW GIVE ME MY FUCKING ROOM KEY!
(The receptionist stands quietly, absorbing the abuse)
Receptionist
Sir, you very well may be the NLWF Champion…but my oldest son has a replica belt just like that one…only his name is on the belt…
(Corey quickly looks down at the belt and notices the name “Matt Gray” is still on the name plate)
Corey Casey
Fuck! I forgot to have them change it!
(The receptionist rolls his eyes)
Receptionist
Yes well, I am going to need two forms of ID sir before I give you the cardkey for the Penthouse
(Corey’s mind begins to race, thinking of some way he can prove to this idiot he was who he said he was. He suddenly snaps his fingers as an idea comes to him. Corey points at the computer)
Corey Casey
You got internet on there?
(The receptionist looks down at the computer)
Receptionist
Yes sir, but I don’t see…
Corey Casey
Go to NLWF.com…I guarantee I am on the home page
(The receptionist gives Corey a look of frustration)
Receptionist
Listen sir…this is no time for you to check wrestling…
(Corey suddenly reaches across the reception desk and grabs the receptionist by his tie. Corey yanks on the receptionist’s tie, causing him to lean forward across the desk. Corey whispers to the receptionist in a very menacing tone)
Corey Casey
I said, check NLWF.com…please…
(The receptionist grabs Corey’s wrist, trying to get Corey to let go of his tie. Corey looks around and sees that the guests that were walking around the lobby had suddenly stopped what they were doing and were now watching the exchange between Corey and the receptionist. Corey turns his gaze back to the receptionist)
Corey Casey
Do it
(Corey lets the receptionist go. The receptionist quickly loosens his tie and gasps for air. After a moment he quickly sits down at his desk and logs onto the internet. Corey watches the receptionist type in NLWF.com. After waiting for the site to boot up, the receptionist sees Corey and Chuck’s faces on the homepage. Both of them are holding detonators and Brenton’s mansion is burning in the background. The NLWF Title is slung over Corey’s right shoulder and both he and Chuck have cocky grins on their faces. The receptionist looks up from the computer and sees that Corey has that same cocky grin on his face as he does in the picture)
Receptionist
Sir…I’m sorry…it’s just that…
(Corey holds out his hand)
Corey Casey
Room key…now
(The receptionist jumps to his feet and grabs the room key. He quickly hands it over to Corey)
Receptionist
Your bags are already in your room Mr. Casey. Please…forgive me for the…
(Corey points his room key in the waistline of his wrestling trunks. He then slowly reaches behind the desk and feels around for a moment until his fingers wrap around what feels like a sharpie. Corey grabs the object and smiles as he realizes that it is, in fact, a sharpie marker. Corey takes the cap off of the marker and grabs the receptionist by the tie again. Corey pulls the receptionist close)
Corey Casey
Close your left eye
(The receptionist begins to stammer out a nervous response)
Receptionist
But…Mr…
Corey Casey
Now!
(The receptionist closes his left eye. Corey draws a central dot on the receptionist’s left eyelid and then two outer circles around his eye. As soon as he finishes drawing the second circle Corey lets the receptionist go, smiling at the target he had just drawn on the receptionist’s left eye. Before the receptionist has time to even ask why, Corey lashes out with his left fist, punching the receptionist square in the eye. The receptionist crumples into a heap on the floor and Corey laughs wickedly)
Corey Casey
Just a little something for you to remember me by…oh and don’t worry about showing me to my room…I think I can manage to find it myself
(Corey continues laughing as he walks over to the bank of elevators and presses the “up” arrow. The elevator doors slide open and Corey walks into the elevator. He presses the “penthouse level” button and the doors slide shut. As the elevator begins to ascend, Corey hears a familiar cold laughter echoing around the inside of the elevator. A chill shoots down Corey’s spine…he knew that laugh…)
“The Lord”
Good work laying out that receptionist…
(Corey looks around the inside of the elevator and sees that every wall of the inside of the elevator is a mirror. Corey looks to his right and sees his own reflection. Suddenly, his own reflection explodes into flames. Corey shields his eyes, trying to cover them from the intensity of the light. When he looks back at the mirror he sees “The Lord” staring back at him)
“The Lord”
Feels good to be kicking the shit out of incompetent idiots again doesn’t it?
(Corey sneers at “The Lord”)
Corey Casey
I did what I had to do in order to make sure he remembers who I am from now on…
(“The Lord” laughs again)
“The Lord”
You just sounded like me for a second there…
(Corey suddenly realizes what he just said. He feels his face drain of all color and he begins to feel panicked)
Corey Casey
Fuck you…
(“The Lord” points at the NLWF Title)
“The Lord”
It seems like you are doing pretty well…
(Corey smirks at “The Lord”)
Corey Casey
Yeah…I am…and I did it after hatching a plan with Chuck Matthews
(Corey’s smirk widens as he sees the look of hatred spread across “The Lord’s” face at the mere mention of Chuck’s name)
Corey Casey
Not only did I win the NLWF Title after hatching and executing a plan with Chuck…we also blew up your precious “God’s” mansion…what the fuck are you going to do now?
(“The Lord” begins respond but the elevator suddenly dings and the doors slide open. Corey quickly walks out of the elevator and to the penthouse door labeled “Penthouse 4.” Corey grabs his key card and swipes into the room. He then walks into the bedroom and over to his luggage which is sitting by his bed. Corey sets the NLWF Title down on the bed and rummages around inside his suitcase. He then takes out a pair of jeans, a black t-shirt and a pair of black leather shoes. He grabs some underwear and socks and throws them on the bed with the rest of the clothes. Corey then takes off of his wrestling gear and walks into the bathroom. He quickly showers and then gets dressed. After getting dressed, he grabs his wallet and cell phone and heads back down to the lobby.
As he is walking through the lobby, Corey looks over at the reception desk and sees the same receptionist sitting behind the desk holding a bag of frozen peas up to his eye. The receptionist sees Corey and immediately ducks behind the desk. Corey laughs and walks out the front door of the hotel. He sees that the driver had kept the limo parked in front of the hotel. Corey walks over to the driver who is having another cigarette)
Corey Casey
Take me to The Legacy bar
(Corey doesn’t bother waiting for the driver to put his cigarette out and open the door for him. Instead, Corey just opens the back door and climbs into the limo, shutting the limo door behind him. Corey stretches out and gets comfortable in the back of the limo while the driver puts out his cigarette and climbs into the driver’s side door. The limo suddenly starts and pulls away from the curb and out into the thinning LA traffic.
The limo soon arrives outside The Legacy Bar in downtown LA. The driver opens the door and Corey climbs out of the limo. The driver hands Corey his card)
Driver
Just call my cell when you need me sir
(Corey takes the card and puts it into his jeans pocket. Corey looks at the Legacy Bar and smiles at the line of people gathered outside the bar. The people notice the limo and they suddenly see that Corey Casey has just climbed out of the limo. A majority of the people boo him mercilessly but one or two girls scream in excitement. Corey laughs to himself; he definitely earned the title of “Most Hated Man in Professional Wrestling.”
Corey walks past the line of people and straight up to the front door of the bar where a large bounder is standing with a clipboard)
Corey Casey
Joey my friend
(Corey holds out his hand to the bouncer. The bouncer grabs Corey’s hand and shakes it)
Joey
Evening Mr. Casey…go on in
(Corey gives the bouncer a half smile)
Corey Casey
Did you see my big victory tonight?
(Joey nods his head)
Joey
I did indeed sir…I also saw that you and Chuck Matthews blew up Mr. Cyrus’ mansion…
(Corey starts to laugh and then he remembers that Brenton was the one who originally hired Joey. Corey looks at Joey and shrugs his shoulders)
Corey Casey
Yeah well…it was a casualty of war I suppose…
(Corey walks through the main door of the bar and looks around. The Legacy Bar was always packed full of people after an NLWF show but tonight it was especially packed because the NLWF show had been in LA. Corey walks up to the bar and manages to find an empty seat. He then catches the eye of the head bartender and gives him a nod. The head bartender walks over to Corey and holds out his hand)
Head Bartender
Evening Corey…or should I say…evening champ
(Corey shakes the bartender’s hand and laughs)
Corey Casey
Jack Daniels and coke…I’m celebrating my victory tonight
(The bartender gives Corey a clever smile)
Head Bartender
I thought you said you were celebrating? You always get a Jack Daniels and coke…I got something better for ya…
(Corey watches as the head bartender walks into the backroom. Corey then looks around the bar, noting a group of hot girls standing by the TV which is replaying Revolution from earlier in the night. One of the girls, a brunette with brown eyes and big tits looks over at Corey and gives him a smile. Corey smiles back at her and tells her to wait a moment.
Corey turns back to the bar in time to see the head bartender reappear out of the backroom with a bottle of Crown Royal. He pours ¾ of the high class whiskey into a glass and splashes coke in it. He then puts the bottle down and grabs the drink. He takes the drink over to Corey and sets it down in front of him)
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June 20th 2010, 7:51 pm by Guest
Head Bartender
Here ya go champ, the whiskey of champions. I’ve had that bottle of Crown aging for the last 6 years
(Corey takes a sip of the drink and feels the whiskey warm him all the way down)
Corey Casey
Damn, this is some top shelf stuff
(The head bartender laughs)
Head Bartender
Damn right it is…and don’t worry…for the new NLWF Champion…drinks are on the house tonight
(Corey looks around, searching for any sign of Aaron O’Shea)
Corey Casey
Where is the boss tonight? I’m sure he wouldn’t be too happy with you covering my drinks…
(The head bartender makes a jerking off motion)
Head Bartender
All I can say is that Aaron O’mygodmakehimstopdrinkingorwe’llgobrokeShea is a drain on this bar. He just drags his ass in here, drinks all day, and then tells me “lock up after the rush.”
(The head bartender motions to the packed bar)
Head Bartender
If it weren’t for this bar’s association with NLWF we’d be fucked. Think of it this way…
(The head bartender gives Corey a smirk)
Head Bartender
All those people that are booing you…are now paying for your victory drinks
(Corey laughs and raises his glass to the head bartender as a sign of respect)
Corey Casey
Thank you my friend
(Corey stands up and walks over to the group of girls. He makes sure to be standing next to the hot brunette who is wearing a white skirt and a black blouse. Corey gives them all a charming smile and motions up to the TV which is showing Corey’s stare-down with Brenton Cyrus. The girl’s turn their attention to the TV and then, after realizing that Corey is on the TV, they turn their attention back to him. The brunette gives Corey a flirty smile)
Brunette
So…you’re Corey Casey?
(Corey takes a sip of his drink)
Corey Casey
Indeed…but I don’t believe I know your name
(The brunette laughs nervously and finishes her drink)
Kim O’Hara
My name is Kim…Kim O’Hara…
(She motions to the other two girls she is standing with)
Kim
And this is Courtney and Caylee
(Corey gives the group of girls a smile)
Corey Casey
It’s very nice to meet all of you
(Corey notices out of the corner of his eye that a pool table had just freed up. Corey motions towards the table)
Corey Casey
Would you ladies care to play a game of pool?
(The girls all nod their heads in agreement. The three girls and Corey quickly navigate their way over to the pool table. While the girls grab pool sticks, Corey puts a dollars worth of quarters into the coin slot. He then presses the coins into the slot and the pool balls fall down into the opening at the end of the table. Kim walks over to Corey and hands him a pool cue)
Kim
Here you go
(Corey takes his pool cue from her and takes a sip of his drink)
Corey Casey
Thank you very much
(Corey looks at Courtney and Caylee who are racking the balls up with a triangle)
Corey Casey
What do you say we play two on two? Me and Kim vs. Courtney and Caylee
(Kim sets her empty glass down on a near by table. Corey notices her empty glass)
Corey Casey
Can I get you another drink?
Kim
Sure…vodka cranberry please
(Corey smiles at her, trying not to stare at her cleavage which is calling out to Corey’s eyes as if pleading for him to stare)
Corey Casey
Be right back…you can break for us
(Kim brushes her hair behind her ear and nods her head. Corey begins to fight his way through the crowds of people. He turns back and looks at Kim who is excitedly gossiping with her two friends. Corey laughs to himself as he approaches the bar and orders Kim her drink. The head bartender sees Corey at the bar and ignores the rest of the other patrons and walks right over to Corey)
Head Bartender
Did you down that drink already? I’m surprised you are able to stand my friend!
(Corey laughs)
Corey Casey
Nah, I’m still working on that beauty. I need a vodka cranberry…it’s for a rather attractive female…
(The head bartender laughs and turns and mixes Kim a drink. He hands the drink to Corey and nods in the direction of the pool table)
Head Bartender
Good luck Champ
(Corey gives the head bartender a cocky smile)
Corey Casey
What is it that Jason Hawk says about luck?
(The head bartender nods up at one of the TV’s that is showing the end of Revolution. Jason Hawk is shown getting the shit kicked out of him by Death Angel. The head bartender laughs)
Head Bartender
Looks like Hawk could have used some luck tonight…
(Corey laughs and manages to shove his way through the crowd to the pool table. He hands Kim her drink and picks up his pool cue)
Corey Casey
Are we stripes or coloreds?
Kim
Stripes
(A clever smile creeps across Corey’s face as he lines up his shot)
Corey Casey
Good…because if we were coloreds I would be eyeing your shoes right now…
(Corey takes his shot, knocking in one of the pool balls. He looks up at Kim and sees that she has a slightly offended look on her face. Corey smiles and laughs)
Corey Casey
Oh come on, it’s a joke!
(Kim laughs and smiles at Corey playfully)
Kim
I know…I just wanted to see what your reaction would be
(Corey looks at her and laughs. “This girl is pretty cool,” he thinks to himself. He watches as she lines up her next shot. The game goes back and forth; eventually leading to each team only having one ball left…the 8 ball. Corey takes a sip of his fourth Crown Royal and coke and watches as Caylee fails to sink the 8 ball into one of the side pockets. Corey smirks to himself, seeing that she had set him up perfectly for the winning shot. Corey turns and gives Kim a clever smile, feeling the whiskey giving him courage)
Corey Casey
How about we make this interesting?
(Kim finishes her third drink and sets it down on a table. She gives Corey a questioning glance)
Kim
How so?
(Corey points at the 8 ball)
Corey Casey
I sink this…we get out of here and go get some fresh air
Kim
And if you miss?
(Corey laughs, giving her a cocky smile)
Corey Casey
Well…on the off chance I miss, we can do whatever it is that you want to do…but I don’t miss
(Kim laughs)
Kim
If you miss…
(Kim suddenly presses her body up against Corey’s. She bites his earlobe lightly and whispers)
Kim
We get out of here…
(Corey smiles and gives her a kiss on the lips. He notices Courtney and Caylee out of the corner of his eye, both of them have smiles on their faces. But their eyes scream jealousy that their friend had gained the favor of Corey and they hadn’t)
Corey Casey
Sounds like a plan!
(Corey lines up the shot…and purposefully sinks the white ball in the far corner pocket. He stands up and sets his pool cue down on the table. He gives Kim a sarcastic look of confusion)
Corey Casey
Would you look at that? I missed!
(Kim laughs and pretends to look sad)
Kim
Oh damn…
(Corey reaches into his pocket and grabs his phone and the business card the limo driver had given him. Corey punches in the driver’s number and, after a few rings, the driver picks up)
Driver
Hello?
Corey Casey
I need you to get to the Legacy Bar…and step on it!
Driver
Be there in five sir!
(Corey hangs up the phone and pulls Kim into his arms. He gazes into her beautiful brown eyes and gives her a smile)
Corey Casey
My limo driver will be here in five minutes
(Kim stands up on her tippy toes and gives Corey a kiss)
Kim
Ok. That’s just enough time to go to the bathroom and tell my friends I’m leaving with you as we’re walking out the door
(Corey laughs)
Corey Casey
Meet you here in five
(Kim nods her head and heads to the bathroom with Courtney and Caylee in tow. Corey turns his attention to the TV which is showing highlights from the Celtics/Lakers game from Sunday night. Corey’s smile widens as he sees that the Celtics had won Game 5…now if they could just win the next game in La…)
Kim
Ok I’m back!
(Corey turns and gives Kim a smile. He holds out his hand which she readily takes)
Corey Casey
Shall we?
(Kim giggles)
Kim
Why thank you!
(Corey leads Kim through the thinning crowd of the Legacy Bar. He walks by the bar and purposefully catches the eye of the head bartender, who gives Corey a smile and a thumbs up. Corey and Kim walk out of the Legacy Bar and see that the limo has already arrived and the driver is holding the door open for them)
Corey Casey
Now that’s service with a smile
(The driver nods his head)
Driver
Where to sir?
(Kim climbs into the limo first. Corey gives the driver a smile)
Corey Casey
Back to the hotel my good sir!
(Corey reaches into his back pocket and pulls out his wallet. He grabs five $20 bills and puts them in the driver’s breast pocket)
Corey Casey
And do try and hurry
(The driver laughs as Corey climbs into the limo and shuts the door. Corey sits down next to Kim and wraps his arm around her. She slides closer to him and the two begin kissing deeply. Corey slowly works his hand up her shirt, feeling her big tits and nice perky nipples. Kim runs her hand along Corey’s abs and then runs her hand down to the outside of his crotch. She begins rubbing his cock as Corey lightly pinches and teases out her nipples.
Corey then runs his head along her stomach, feeling how smooth and soft her skin is. He takes his hand out of her shirt and places it on her thigh. He slowly moves his hand up her thigh, feeling her slightly wet pussy under her g-string. He pushes the panties aside and begins fingering her, sliding two fingers in and out of her pussy and his thumb to massage her clit. Kim breaks the kiss to let out a soft moan. As Corey feels her pussy start to get wetter, Kim begins to kiss along Corey’s neck. She then shifts her body, forcing Corey to stop fingering her.
Kim lifts up Corey’s shirt and begins kissing along his stomach. She then slides out of the seat and positions herself between Corey’s legs. She unclasps Corey’s belt buckle and pulls his jeans and boxers down partway. She reaches in between Corey’s legs and grabs his cock, feeling how hard it is in her hands. She then places it in her mouth and begins sucking him off.
Corey places his hands behind his head, a smile of complete enjoyment seemingly etched into his face permanently. Life was good. Kim grabs Corey’s balls, squeezing lightly as she sucks Corey off. Corey takes his hands out from behind his head and grabs a handful of her hair. He begins guiding her head up and down on his cock, feeling her tongue lick his shaft. The limo suddenly comes to a stop and Corey hears a knock on the outside of the door)
Driver
We’re here sir
(Kim quickly takes Corey’s cock out of her mouth and jumps up on the seat next to Corey. Corey quickly pulls up his jeans and kisses Kim’s earlobe)
Corey Casey
To be continued in like five seconds
(Corey re-clasps his belt buckle and adjusts himself. He then opens the back door and climbs out of the limo. The driver has a big smirk on his face as both Corey and Kim get out of the back of the limo)
Driver
Have a nice night sir
(Corey laughs as he takes Kim by the hand. The two walk through the hotel lobby and into one of the waiting elevators. Corey presses the “penthouse level” button and the elevator doors slide shut. Kim then presses herself up against Corey, making out with him in the elevator. The elevator dings and the doors slide open as the elevator arrives at the penthouse level. Corey laughs as Kim takes him by the hand and begins speed walking down the hallway)
Kim
Which one are you in?
Corey Casey
Number 4
(The two arrive outside penthouse number 4 and Corey swipes them in. As soon as they walk into the room, Corey grabs Kim and begins making out with her again. He quickly takes off her shirt and her bra and looks at how amazing her tits are)
Corey Casey
Goddamn girl
(Kim laughs as she pulls off Corey’s shirt and begins passionately making out with him again. The two work their way towards the bedroom, leaving a trail of clothing behind them. As soon as they get to the bedroom, Kim pushes Corey down on the bed. Corey is wearing just his underwear and Kim is in nothing but a g-string. Kim takes her g-string off, revealing her cleanly shaved pussy. She then climbs on top of Corey, kissing his neck and down his stomach.
Kim takes off Corey’s boxers, laughing as his cock springs out. She puts his cock in her mouth, gagging as she deep throats it. She moves her head up and down on his shaft a few times, massaging his balls as her mouth and tongue are filled with his cock. Corey lets her suck on his cock for a bit before grabbing her and throwing her down on her back next to him. He takes his dick and jams it between her tits. He begins tittyfucking her as she moans with pleasure.
Corey stops and rolls off of Kim. He takes his dick and slides it into her wet pussy. She moans loudly as he slides his dick into her)
Kim
Holy fuck…you’re so big…
(Corey laughs as he begins pounding her pussy. He fucks her hard, feeling his shaft sliding in and out of her pussy. She then pulls Corey in for a kiss and forces him onto his back. She climbs on top of his dick, riding him like a horse)
Kim
Ugh…you fuck like a champion…
(Corey laughs at this comment)
Corey Casey
That’s cause I fucking am a champion!
(Corey let’s Kim bounce up and down on his dick, watching her tits bounce up and down. She leans forward, thrusting her tits into Corey’s face. Corey sits up, burying his face in her massive tits. Kim slides back and forth, rubbing her clit against Corey’s pelvis while his cock is buried deep inside her. Corey takes his face out of her cleavage and tosses her down onto the bed face first.
Kim sticks her ass and pussy up into the air as Corey starts ramming her from behind, doggy style. Corey slaps her ass as he jams his dick in and out of her pussy. Kim’s moans grow louder as she orgasms and she screams Corey’s name. Corey feels himself about to cum. He pulls out and she turns and looks back at Corey)
Corey Casey
I’m gonna cum…give me your tits…
(Kim quickly flips over onto her back and uses one of her hands to press her massive tits together. She uses her other hand to massage her pussy as she goes for a third time that night. Corey straddles Kim and lets loose, cumming all over her tits. Kim uses her free hand to push her right tit up to her mouth. She licks some of the cum off of her tit, a little smirk of satisfaction on her face. Corey finishes blowing his load and lies down next to her, feeling the fire where his heart used to be burning hot and fast)
Kim
I am going to rise this cum off of me…I’ll be right back
(Corey doesn’t even have the strength to respond with words, he simply grunts something resembling the word “yes.” Kim gets up out of bed and walks into the bathroom. After a moment, Corey hears the shower turn on. Corey breaths deeply, trying to get the fire in his chest to return to normal)
“The Lord”
Oh sweet irony…
(As Corey hears “The Lord’s” voice, he looks around the room for his wicked counterpart. Corey gazes around the room, searching high and low, but he can’t find any sign of “The Lord.” Corey takes several deep breaths, trying to calm himself. He suddenly hears the shower shut off and the bathroom door open. Corey climbs under the comforter of the bed and lays on his back as Kim walks out of the bathroom and climbs into bed with Corey. She cuddles up next to him, resting her head on his chest)
Kim
I can’t believe I just fucked Corey Casey…
(Corey laughs as he runs his fingers through her hair)
Corey Casey
Believe it sweetheart
(Kim laughs and then yawns as she cuddles up next to Corey, getting as close as she can to him. Corey casts one last look around the darkness of his hotel bedroom before closing his eyes and drifting off to sleep…
Corey opens his eyes and looks around him. He is standing in the middle of the ring at the Ground Zero Arena. The arena is completely empty. Corey looks up at the stage and sees the Trial by Combat entrance is still set up. To the right of the stage is a cement truck with the chute leading down into a plexiglass chamber. Corey looks and sees that there is some woman strapped to a chair inside the chamber…but he can’ clearly see her face…)
“The Lord”
This setting look familiar?
(Corey spins around and sees “The Lord” standing across the ring from him. Corey feels the fire in his chest start to burn quicker as Corey stares at his evil counterpart)
Corey Casey
Where am I? Why are you here?
(Corey tries to go for his pills which he always keeps in his jeans pocket. Corey reaches down, and realizes that he doesn’t have his pills on him. “The Lord” starts laughing wickedly)
“The Lord”
What good are your magic little pills going to do you? This is a dream…
(“The Lord” pauses and thinks for a moment)
“The Lord”
Well, I would call it a dream. You would probably call it a nightmare…
(Corey sneers at his evil counterpart)
Corey Casey
Where the fuck are we?
(“The Lord” claps his hands, an evil smile on his face)
“The Lord”
It’s good that you’ve started referring to you and I as “we.” It really makes me feel like I am a part of our life again. As for our location…the entrance ramp should tell you everything you need to know.
(Corey doesn’t even bother looking at the stage again. He just stares daggers of hatred at “The Lord.”)
Corey Casey
Trial by Combat…but why are we…why am I here?
(The smile melts off of “The Lord’s” face. He motions towards the cement truck and the woman that is trapped in the plexiglass chamber)
“The Lord”
Remember what I said right before that skank joined you in bed and you drifted off into this hell that I have created for you here?
(Corey thinks for a moment, then snarls)
Corey Casey
“Oh sweet irony…”
“The Lord”
Good boy! Do you know why I said that? Why I chose that exact moment to fight through the haze of alcohol and the suppressing powers of those infernal pills to whisper that into your ear?
(“The Lord” walks across the ring and grabs Corey by his shirt. He forces Corey to turn around and look at the plexiglass chamber. The cement truck suddenly begins dumping cement into the chamber, causing the woman inside to begin struggling to free herself from the bonds and the cement. Corey suddenly hears “The Lord” whisper in his ear)
“The Lord”
…didn’t we just kill someone named Kim…?
(Corey suddenly sees that there are two women in the chamber, Kimberly O’Day and Kim O’Hara. Corey shoves “The Lord” off of him and rolls out of the ring. He frantically searches under the ring for a sledgehammer, the fire in his chest burning hotly as Corey begins to panic. “The Lord” begins laughing fanatically)
“The Lord”
YES! YES! TRY TO SAVE THEM! TRY TO SAVE YOUR SOUL!
(Corey finally finds a sledgehammer. He grabs it and runs up the ramp and over to the plexiglass chamber. Corey brings the sledgehammer back and swings it at the plexiglass chamber. The sledgehammer connects with the chamber…and the sledgehammer explodes into a thousand pieces…as if it were made of glass and the chamber were made of titanium…
Corey falls to his knees as the cement truck continues pouring cement into the chamber. The cement has reached the necks of both Kims. They both begin screaming and pleading with Corey to save them…but all Corey can hear is the soul piercing laugh of “The Lord” as it echoes around the empty arena)
“The Lord”
You can’t save them…you can’t even save yourself…you are pathetic and weak…Quoth the Lord…
TO BE CONTINUED...
Here ya go champ, the whiskey of champions. I’ve had that bottle of Crown aging for the last 6 years
(Corey takes a sip of the drink and feels the whiskey warm him all the way down)
Corey Casey
Damn, this is some top shelf stuff
(The head bartender laughs)
Head Bartender
Damn right it is…and don’t worry…for the new NLWF Champion…drinks are on the house tonight
(Corey looks around, searching for any sign of Aaron O’Shea)
Corey Casey
Where is the boss tonight? I’m sure he wouldn’t be too happy with you covering my drinks…
(The head bartender makes a jerking off motion)
Head Bartender
All I can say is that Aaron O’mygodmakehimstopdrinkingorwe’llgobrokeShea is a drain on this bar. He just drags his ass in here, drinks all day, and then tells me “lock up after the rush.”
(The head bartender motions to the packed bar)
Head Bartender
If it weren’t for this bar’s association with NLWF we’d be fucked. Think of it this way…
(The head bartender gives Corey a smirk)
Head Bartender
All those people that are booing you…are now paying for your victory drinks
(Corey laughs and raises his glass to the head bartender as a sign of respect)
Corey Casey
Thank you my friend
(Corey stands up and walks over to the group of girls. He makes sure to be standing next to the hot brunette who is wearing a white skirt and a black blouse. Corey gives them all a charming smile and motions up to the TV which is showing Corey’s stare-down with Brenton Cyrus. The girl’s turn their attention to the TV and then, after realizing that Corey is on the TV, they turn their attention back to him. The brunette gives Corey a flirty smile)
Brunette
So…you’re Corey Casey?
(Corey takes a sip of his drink)
Corey Casey
Indeed…but I don’t believe I know your name
(The brunette laughs nervously and finishes her drink)
Kim O’Hara
My name is Kim…Kim O’Hara…
(She motions to the other two girls she is standing with)
Kim
And this is Courtney and Caylee
(Corey gives the group of girls a smile)
Corey Casey
It’s very nice to meet all of you
(Corey notices out of the corner of his eye that a pool table had just freed up. Corey motions towards the table)
Corey Casey
Would you ladies care to play a game of pool?
(The girls all nod their heads in agreement. The three girls and Corey quickly navigate their way over to the pool table. While the girls grab pool sticks, Corey puts a dollars worth of quarters into the coin slot. He then presses the coins into the slot and the pool balls fall down into the opening at the end of the table. Kim walks over to Corey and hands him a pool cue)
Kim
Here you go
(Corey takes his pool cue from her and takes a sip of his drink)
Corey Casey
Thank you very much
(Corey looks at Courtney and Caylee who are racking the balls up with a triangle)
Corey Casey
What do you say we play two on two? Me and Kim vs. Courtney and Caylee
(Kim sets her empty glass down on a near by table. Corey notices her empty glass)
Corey Casey
Can I get you another drink?
Kim
Sure…vodka cranberry please
(Corey smiles at her, trying not to stare at her cleavage which is calling out to Corey’s eyes as if pleading for him to stare)
Corey Casey
Be right back…you can break for us
(Kim brushes her hair behind her ear and nods her head. Corey begins to fight his way through the crowds of people. He turns back and looks at Kim who is excitedly gossiping with her two friends. Corey laughs to himself as he approaches the bar and orders Kim her drink. The head bartender sees Corey at the bar and ignores the rest of the other patrons and walks right over to Corey)
Head Bartender
Did you down that drink already? I’m surprised you are able to stand my friend!
(Corey laughs)
Corey Casey
Nah, I’m still working on that beauty. I need a vodka cranberry…it’s for a rather attractive female…
(The head bartender laughs and turns and mixes Kim a drink. He hands the drink to Corey and nods in the direction of the pool table)
Head Bartender
Good luck Champ
(Corey gives the head bartender a cocky smile)
Corey Casey
What is it that Jason Hawk says about luck?
(The head bartender nods up at one of the TV’s that is showing the end of Revolution. Jason Hawk is shown getting the shit kicked out of him by Death Angel. The head bartender laughs)
Head Bartender
Looks like Hawk could have used some luck tonight…
(Corey laughs and manages to shove his way through the crowd to the pool table. He hands Kim her drink and picks up his pool cue)
Corey Casey
Are we stripes or coloreds?
Kim
Stripes
(A clever smile creeps across Corey’s face as he lines up his shot)
Corey Casey
Good…because if we were coloreds I would be eyeing your shoes right now…
(Corey takes his shot, knocking in one of the pool balls. He looks up at Kim and sees that she has a slightly offended look on her face. Corey smiles and laughs)
Corey Casey
Oh come on, it’s a joke!
(Kim laughs and smiles at Corey playfully)
Kim
I know…I just wanted to see what your reaction would be
(Corey looks at her and laughs. “This girl is pretty cool,” he thinks to himself. He watches as she lines up her next shot. The game goes back and forth; eventually leading to each team only having one ball left…the 8 ball. Corey takes a sip of his fourth Crown Royal and coke and watches as Caylee fails to sink the 8 ball into one of the side pockets. Corey smirks to himself, seeing that she had set him up perfectly for the winning shot. Corey turns and gives Kim a clever smile, feeling the whiskey giving him courage)
Corey Casey
How about we make this interesting?
(Kim finishes her third drink and sets it down on a table. She gives Corey a questioning glance)
Kim
How so?
(Corey points at the 8 ball)
Corey Casey
I sink this…we get out of here and go get some fresh air
Kim
And if you miss?
(Corey laughs, giving her a cocky smile)
Corey Casey
Well…on the off chance I miss, we can do whatever it is that you want to do…but I don’t miss
(Kim laughs)
Kim
If you miss…
(Kim suddenly presses her body up against Corey’s. She bites his earlobe lightly and whispers)
Kim
We get out of here…
(Corey smiles and gives her a kiss on the lips. He notices Courtney and Caylee out of the corner of his eye, both of them have smiles on their faces. But their eyes scream jealousy that their friend had gained the favor of Corey and they hadn’t)
Corey Casey
Sounds like a plan!
(Corey lines up the shot…and purposefully sinks the white ball in the far corner pocket. He stands up and sets his pool cue down on the table. He gives Kim a sarcastic look of confusion)
Corey Casey
Would you look at that? I missed!
(Kim laughs and pretends to look sad)
Kim
Oh damn…
(Corey reaches into his pocket and grabs his phone and the business card the limo driver had given him. Corey punches in the driver’s number and, after a few rings, the driver picks up)
Driver
Hello?
Corey Casey
I need you to get to the Legacy Bar…and step on it!
Driver
Be there in five sir!
(Corey hangs up the phone and pulls Kim into his arms. He gazes into her beautiful brown eyes and gives her a smile)
Corey Casey
My limo driver will be here in five minutes
(Kim stands up on her tippy toes and gives Corey a kiss)
Kim
Ok. That’s just enough time to go to the bathroom and tell my friends I’m leaving with you as we’re walking out the door
(Corey laughs)
Corey Casey
Meet you here in five
(Kim nods her head and heads to the bathroom with Courtney and Caylee in tow. Corey turns his attention to the TV which is showing highlights from the Celtics/Lakers game from Sunday night. Corey’s smile widens as he sees that the Celtics had won Game 5…now if they could just win the next game in La…)
Kim
Ok I’m back!
(Corey turns and gives Kim a smile. He holds out his hand which she readily takes)
Corey Casey
Shall we?
(Kim giggles)
Kim
Why thank you!
(Corey leads Kim through the thinning crowd of the Legacy Bar. He walks by the bar and purposefully catches the eye of the head bartender, who gives Corey a smile and a thumbs up. Corey and Kim walk out of the Legacy Bar and see that the limo has already arrived and the driver is holding the door open for them)
Corey Casey
Now that’s service with a smile
(The driver nods his head)
Driver
Where to sir?
(Kim climbs into the limo first. Corey gives the driver a smile)
Corey Casey
Back to the hotel my good sir!
(Corey reaches into his back pocket and pulls out his wallet. He grabs five $20 bills and puts them in the driver’s breast pocket)
Corey Casey
And do try and hurry
(The driver laughs as Corey climbs into the limo and shuts the door. Corey sits down next to Kim and wraps his arm around her. She slides closer to him and the two begin kissing deeply. Corey slowly works his hand up her shirt, feeling her big tits and nice perky nipples. Kim runs her hand along Corey’s abs and then runs her hand down to the outside of his crotch. She begins rubbing his cock as Corey lightly pinches and teases out her nipples.
Corey then runs his head along her stomach, feeling how smooth and soft her skin is. He takes his hand out of her shirt and places it on her thigh. He slowly moves his hand up her thigh, feeling her slightly wet pussy under her g-string. He pushes the panties aside and begins fingering her, sliding two fingers in and out of her pussy and his thumb to massage her clit. Kim breaks the kiss to let out a soft moan. As Corey feels her pussy start to get wetter, Kim begins to kiss along Corey’s neck. She then shifts her body, forcing Corey to stop fingering her.
Kim lifts up Corey’s shirt and begins kissing along his stomach. She then slides out of the seat and positions herself between Corey’s legs. She unclasps Corey’s belt buckle and pulls his jeans and boxers down partway. She reaches in between Corey’s legs and grabs his cock, feeling how hard it is in her hands. She then places it in her mouth and begins sucking him off.
Corey places his hands behind his head, a smile of complete enjoyment seemingly etched into his face permanently. Life was good. Kim grabs Corey’s balls, squeezing lightly as she sucks Corey off. Corey takes his hands out from behind his head and grabs a handful of her hair. He begins guiding her head up and down on his cock, feeling her tongue lick his shaft. The limo suddenly comes to a stop and Corey hears a knock on the outside of the door)
Driver
We’re here sir
(Kim quickly takes Corey’s cock out of her mouth and jumps up on the seat next to Corey. Corey quickly pulls up his jeans and kisses Kim’s earlobe)
Corey Casey
To be continued in like five seconds
(Corey re-clasps his belt buckle and adjusts himself. He then opens the back door and climbs out of the limo. The driver has a big smirk on his face as both Corey and Kim get out of the back of the limo)
Driver
Have a nice night sir
(Corey laughs as he takes Kim by the hand. The two walk through the hotel lobby and into one of the waiting elevators. Corey presses the “penthouse level” button and the elevator doors slide shut. Kim then presses herself up against Corey, making out with him in the elevator. The elevator dings and the doors slide open as the elevator arrives at the penthouse level. Corey laughs as Kim takes him by the hand and begins speed walking down the hallway)
Kim
Which one are you in?
Corey Casey
Number 4
(The two arrive outside penthouse number 4 and Corey swipes them in. As soon as they walk into the room, Corey grabs Kim and begins making out with her again. He quickly takes off her shirt and her bra and looks at how amazing her tits are)
Corey Casey
Goddamn girl
(Kim laughs as she pulls off Corey’s shirt and begins passionately making out with him again. The two work their way towards the bedroom, leaving a trail of clothing behind them. As soon as they get to the bedroom, Kim pushes Corey down on the bed. Corey is wearing just his underwear and Kim is in nothing but a g-string. Kim takes her g-string off, revealing her cleanly shaved pussy. She then climbs on top of Corey, kissing his neck and down his stomach.
Kim takes off Corey’s boxers, laughing as his cock springs out. She puts his cock in her mouth, gagging as she deep throats it. She moves her head up and down on his shaft a few times, massaging his balls as her mouth and tongue are filled with his cock. Corey lets her suck on his cock for a bit before grabbing her and throwing her down on her back next to him. He takes his dick and jams it between her tits. He begins tittyfucking her as she moans with pleasure.
Corey stops and rolls off of Kim. He takes his dick and slides it into her wet pussy. She moans loudly as he slides his dick into her)
Kim
Holy fuck…you’re so big…
(Corey laughs as he begins pounding her pussy. He fucks her hard, feeling his shaft sliding in and out of her pussy. She then pulls Corey in for a kiss and forces him onto his back. She climbs on top of his dick, riding him like a horse)
Kim
Ugh…you fuck like a champion…
(Corey laughs at this comment)
Corey Casey
That’s cause I fucking am a champion!
(Corey let’s Kim bounce up and down on his dick, watching her tits bounce up and down. She leans forward, thrusting her tits into Corey’s face. Corey sits up, burying his face in her massive tits. Kim slides back and forth, rubbing her clit against Corey’s pelvis while his cock is buried deep inside her. Corey takes his face out of her cleavage and tosses her down onto the bed face first.
Kim sticks her ass and pussy up into the air as Corey starts ramming her from behind, doggy style. Corey slaps her ass as he jams his dick in and out of her pussy. Kim’s moans grow louder as she orgasms and she screams Corey’s name. Corey feels himself about to cum. He pulls out and she turns and looks back at Corey)
Corey Casey
I’m gonna cum…give me your tits…
(Kim quickly flips over onto her back and uses one of her hands to press her massive tits together. She uses her other hand to massage her pussy as she goes for a third time that night. Corey straddles Kim and lets loose, cumming all over her tits. Kim uses her free hand to push her right tit up to her mouth. She licks some of the cum off of her tit, a little smirk of satisfaction on her face. Corey finishes blowing his load and lies down next to her, feeling the fire where his heart used to be burning hot and fast)
Kim
I am going to rise this cum off of me…I’ll be right back
(Corey doesn’t even have the strength to respond with words, he simply grunts something resembling the word “yes.” Kim gets up out of bed and walks into the bathroom. After a moment, Corey hears the shower turn on. Corey breaths deeply, trying to get the fire in his chest to return to normal)
“The Lord”
Oh sweet irony…
(As Corey hears “The Lord’s” voice, he looks around the room for his wicked counterpart. Corey gazes around the room, searching high and low, but he can’t find any sign of “The Lord.” Corey takes several deep breaths, trying to calm himself. He suddenly hears the shower shut off and the bathroom door open. Corey climbs under the comforter of the bed and lays on his back as Kim walks out of the bathroom and climbs into bed with Corey. She cuddles up next to him, resting her head on his chest)
Kim
I can’t believe I just fucked Corey Casey…
(Corey laughs as he runs his fingers through her hair)
Corey Casey
Believe it sweetheart
(Kim laughs and then yawns as she cuddles up next to Corey, getting as close as she can to him. Corey casts one last look around the darkness of his hotel bedroom before closing his eyes and drifting off to sleep…
Corey opens his eyes and looks around him. He is standing in the middle of the ring at the Ground Zero Arena. The arena is completely empty. Corey looks up at the stage and sees the Trial by Combat entrance is still set up. To the right of the stage is a cement truck with the chute leading down into a plexiglass chamber. Corey looks and sees that there is some woman strapped to a chair inside the chamber…but he can’ clearly see her face…)
“The Lord”
This setting look familiar?
(Corey spins around and sees “The Lord” standing across the ring from him. Corey feels the fire in his chest start to burn quicker as Corey stares at his evil counterpart)
Corey Casey
Where am I? Why are you here?
(Corey tries to go for his pills which he always keeps in his jeans pocket. Corey reaches down, and realizes that he doesn’t have his pills on him. “The Lord” starts laughing wickedly)
“The Lord”
What good are your magic little pills going to do you? This is a dream…
(“The Lord” pauses and thinks for a moment)
“The Lord”
Well, I would call it a dream. You would probably call it a nightmare…
(Corey sneers at his evil counterpart)
Corey Casey
Where the fuck are we?
(“The Lord” claps his hands, an evil smile on his face)
“The Lord”
It’s good that you’ve started referring to you and I as “we.” It really makes me feel like I am a part of our life again. As for our location…the entrance ramp should tell you everything you need to know.
(Corey doesn’t even bother looking at the stage again. He just stares daggers of hatred at “The Lord.”)
Corey Casey
Trial by Combat…but why are we…why am I here?
(The smile melts off of “The Lord’s” face. He motions towards the cement truck and the woman that is trapped in the plexiglass chamber)
“The Lord”
Remember what I said right before that skank joined you in bed and you drifted off into this hell that I have created for you here?
(Corey thinks for a moment, then snarls)
Corey Casey
“Oh sweet irony…”
“The Lord”
Good boy! Do you know why I said that? Why I chose that exact moment to fight through the haze of alcohol and the suppressing powers of those infernal pills to whisper that into your ear?
(“The Lord” walks across the ring and grabs Corey by his shirt. He forces Corey to turn around and look at the plexiglass chamber. The cement truck suddenly begins dumping cement into the chamber, causing the woman inside to begin struggling to free herself from the bonds and the cement. Corey suddenly hears “The Lord” whisper in his ear)
“The Lord”
…didn’t we just kill someone named Kim…?
(Corey suddenly sees that there are two women in the chamber, Kimberly O’Day and Kim O’Hara. Corey shoves “The Lord” off of him and rolls out of the ring. He frantically searches under the ring for a sledgehammer, the fire in his chest burning hotly as Corey begins to panic. “The Lord” begins laughing fanatically)
“The Lord”
YES! YES! TRY TO SAVE THEM! TRY TO SAVE YOUR SOUL!
(Corey finally finds a sledgehammer. He grabs it and runs up the ramp and over to the plexiglass chamber. Corey brings the sledgehammer back and swings it at the plexiglass chamber. The sledgehammer connects with the chamber…and the sledgehammer explodes into a thousand pieces…as if it were made of glass and the chamber were made of titanium…
Corey falls to his knees as the cement truck continues pouring cement into the chamber. The cement has reached the necks of both Kims. They both begin screaming and pleading with Corey to save them…but all Corey can hear is the soul piercing laugh of “The Lord” as it echoes around the empty arena)
“The Lord”
You can’t save them…you can’t even save yourself…you are pathetic and weak…Quoth the Lord…
TO BE CONTINUED...
June 20th 2010, 7:54 pm by Guest
The Match
Well, I would say that the team of Chuck and Corey achieved what we set out to do…wouldn’t you all agree? I stand before all of you the reigning and defending NLWF champion…the second ever Triple Crown Champion in NLWF history…and in return all I had to do was to help Chuck get his first ever title defense…
-I’d say that’s a pretty fair trade-
But now, we must look to the future…we can’t look at what happened last week…we can’t look at Chuck and I working as a unit…even though everyone said we would tear each other apart…we can’t look at me pinning the previously unpinned and undefeated Matt Gray…we can’t keep watching as Chuck and I blow up the Cyrus mansion…
-Fuck that…yes we can!-
Last week I made a massive impact. Last week I, once again, became the most hated champion in NLWF history. And this week…it will be no different. Well…maybe it will be a little different…
-Because I will be the Universal and NLWF Champion-
First thing is first…I said going into this match that Matt Gray was going to lose. I told the world Matt Gray was just another flash in the pan. And at Revolution I proved to the world that the grey wolf is just another NLWF rookie that couldn’t live up to the hype…
-See: Connor O’Shannon-
Matt, all I can say is…thank you. Thank you for keeping the title warm for me…considering that you were nothing but a go between…a transitional paper champion…nothing more than a 24 hour blemish on the long record of NLWF champions.
-Take a number and get to the back of the line Matt-
Now, onto the one and only Nick Ridicule. Nick…you were the one that busted me open…the one that caused my blood to flow freely in the backyard of your joke of a God. But that’s not the point…
-Let’s take a look at the transitive property shall we?-
If I can beat Matt and Nick
And Matt beat Nick
That means that, according to the Transitive Property, I will have no problem beating down on Nick.
-“But I don’t need to carry Matt’s sorry ass through this match”-
No you don’t Nick…you need to carry your own sorry ass through this match. Not to mention you and everyone else in the NLWF have to ask yourselves one simple question…
-Are Corey and Chuck truly over as a team?-
The obvious answer, at first glance, would be yes. They are both defending their titles in this match. They both have a lot to lose if one of them goes down. But you have to look at the master plan…the plan behind the plan…you have to look at the big picture and ask yourself…
-Do you truly know what is what?-
Gentlemen…I am the defending NLWF Champion…The Most Hated Champion in Professional Wrestling…and, to be quite honest…you just aren’t in my league.
Well, I would say that the team of Chuck and Corey achieved what we set out to do…wouldn’t you all agree? I stand before all of you the reigning and defending NLWF champion…the second ever Triple Crown Champion in NLWF history…and in return all I had to do was to help Chuck get his first ever title defense…
-I’d say that’s a pretty fair trade-
But now, we must look to the future…we can’t look at what happened last week…we can’t look at Chuck and I working as a unit…even though everyone said we would tear each other apart…we can’t look at me pinning the previously unpinned and undefeated Matt Gray…we can’t keep watching as Chuck and I blow up the Cyrus mansion…
-Fuck that…yes we can!-
Last week I made a massive impact. Last week I, once again, became the most hated champion in NLWF history. And this week…it will be no different. Well…maybe it will be a little different…
-Because I will be the Universal and NLWF Champion-
First thing is first…I said going into this match that Matt Gray was going to lose. I told the world Matt Gray was just another flash in the pan. And at Revolution I proved to the world that the grey wolf is just another NLWF rookie that couldn’t live up to the hype…
-See: Connor O’Shannon-
Matt, all I can say is…thank you. Thank you for keeping the title warm for me…considering that you were nothing but a go between…a transitional paper champion…nothing more than a 24 hour blemish on the long record of NLWF champions.
-Take a number and get to the back of the line Matt-
Now, onto the one and only Nick Ridicule. Nick…you were the one that busted me open…the one that caused my blood to flow freely in the backyard of your joke of a God. But that’s not the point…
-Let’s take a look at the transitive property shall we?-
If I can beat Matt and Nick
And Matt beat Nick
That means that, according to the Transitive Property, I will have no problem beating down on Nick.
-“But I don’t need to carry Matt’s sorry ass through this match”-
No you don’t Nick…you need to carry your own sorry ass through this match. Not to mention you and everyone else in the NLWF have to ask yourselves one simple question…
-Are Corey and Chuck truly over as a team?-
The obvious answer, at first glance, would be yes. They are both defending their titles in this match. They both have a lot to lose if one of them goes down. But you have to look at the master plan…the plan behind the plan…you have to look at the big picture and ask yourself…
-Do you truly know what is what?-
Gentlemen…I am the defending NLWF Champion…The Most Hated Champion in Professional Wrestling…and, to be quite honest…you just aren’t in my league.
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