Continued From Last Time…

Adrian froze and put his hands in the air as suddenly about 4 other cops bust out of the door, 2 with more pistols and 2 others holding Adrian’s sister. Adrian immediately realized that his sisters had tears rolling down her face. Adrian had no idea what had happened or why she was crying, and the cops moved closer and closer. His sister was walked to the back seat of the cop car but they keep her there as they watched the other officers that were nearing toward Adrian.

They got point blank range away and one walked behind him while the others kept their guns directly on him the whole time. Suddenly the officer grabbed his arms and pulled them behind his back, which would begin to hurt after a while, and put handcuffs on Adrian. The officers then began to walk Adrian towards their cars as the other officers and his sister looked on.

Eventually, they reached the cars as the officers asked his sister if they knew him. She said it was her little brother as they proceeded to uncuff him. They then shoved both of them in the back of the car and took them downtown, for apparently, questioning.

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They were driving down the road in the back of the police car. The cops were chatting but the thick glass in between the back and front seats was muting their conversation. Adrian take his arms and slides them under his legs, so his arms are now in front of him, not behind. Adrian lays back and shuts his eyes, waiting for this whole ordeal to be over with.

They reach the police station as the cops take them into the building, holding their wrists with a firm grasp. They take them to a room, open up the door and they take them inside. A single light bulb hangs from the ceiling, not providing much light. They uncuff the siblings as order them to sit in the wooden chairs.

The room is cold, silent, and not well lit. The officers then walk out of the room and lock the door behind them. Adrian lays his head on the table and waits. After about an hour, a lady walks in with a clipboard. Adrian picks up his head and looks at her as she pulls out the chair from under the table.

“Ok, how are you two doing today?” she asks.

“Cut the crap lady, I wanna get out of this place as soon as possible.” Adrian demanded.

“Well, if you wanna be rude about it then fine. Your parents were murdered today, in a mass murder and the murderer hasn't been caught,”she told them, ”No one has identified the man yet nor are their any links to his whereabouts.”

It hit Adrian like a ton of bricks, first his brother, now his parents. He just sat in silence, looking down at the ground as teardrops fell from his face to the ground. His sister had began crying as well. The room was silent of than the noise of the teardrops hitting the floor and suddenly, the lady spoke once more.

“You two will be taken back to your former house and will collect your belongings. Then, you will be taken to the orphanage to be put up for adoption.”

The lady then slid her chair back and walked to the door as she looked back at the kids, crying their eyes out, wishing that they could just have one more moment with their parents. She let out a little laugh and then walked out the door. Suddenly, two men in suits walked into the room.

“Come… we’re going to help you get your belongings. Now, there’s a limit on how much you can bring. Just get the things that are important to you or you enjoy having. Alright? Let’s go.” the man told them.

They followed the men through the station, as Adrian kept his head down the whole way, only glancing up to see where he was going. They reached to outside of the station as a black car pulled up with tinted windows. A man stepped out of it as the two men in suits stepped in. Adrian and his sister opened up the back doors and sat down.

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The drive wasn’t very long, but it felt like an eternity to Adrian. He tried to not think about it but the image was glued in his mind. All he could see was blood everywhere as his parents lay on the ground as a masked figure stands above them. A gun in his hand as he’s covered in blood from his parent’s bodies. No matter where Adrian looked it was all he saw, all he thought of.

They pulled in the driveway of the home as no one had arrived yet put people would arrive soon, to clear out the house and put it up for sale. They stepped inside the home as one of the men followed Adrian’s sister and one followed him. They both went to the room and began putting things into a garbage bag for easy transportation.

Suddenly, as Adrian was putting things into the bag his sister let out this roaring scream of sadness and despair. The man who was watching Adrian suddenly fled from his room and went to his sister to check on what had happened. It was then that Adrian’s plan would go into motion.

Adrian had thought about it when he was in the car, though he never thought he would have the opportunity to actually go through with it. Adrian grabbed a couple more things put instead of putting them in the bag, he stuffed them in his pockets. Adrian lifted up the window from his room and looked down. A two-story jump… but this is the only opportunity to escape…

To Be Continued…

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The scene opens up to the famous news broadcaster & interviewer, Chris Van Vliet. In the latest edition of his episodic series of interviews, he’s interviewing one of XWF’s newest stars, Adrian Storms. Adrian is in his casual out of the ring attire, flannel shirt, dark blue jeans, and white tennis shoes. He stands beside Chris with a cigarette in his mouth and a smug look on his face. Chris stands with a mic to his mouth and leans in a little before he speaks.

Chris Van Vliet: “It’s Chris Van Vliet here in Miami, Florida with one of XWF’s newest arrivals, Adrian Storms. So Adrian how you doing today man?”

Adrian Storms: “Good, ready for my flight in a bit. Got all my stuff and ready to head out for my match on the 21st. How about you?”

Chris: “I’m good. So you grew up here in the beautiful city of Miami, though, I wanna ask, what was it like growing up here?”

Adrian: “Well, I grew up not exactly in Miami. My family lived in the woods on this long trail but the house & woods have been destroyed for many years by now. I mean, which I stayed with my family for only a couple years since they had died and events had occurred. But anyways, it was nice living in the woods. It was calm and wasn’t very noisy, though we made trips to the city of Miami quite often.”

Chris: “Well, I don’t know if the viewers know this or not but you’ve in quite a few companies, am I correct?”

Adrian: “Yeah, I mean I’ve been to a couple like Premium Championship Wrestling, ShootCamp International, and NEWA. Though, I’ve only managed to capture one title in my career, the ShootCamp International Tag Team Championships with an old friend who eventually backstabbed me, causing the demise of our reign and friendship. Three-time champions and he betrayed me, all because he had his eyes set on bigger things, which his attempts ultimately failed. NEWA and ShootCamp went bankrupt as Premium Championship Wrestling had to close down, sadly, to loss of management.”

Chris: “Well I’m sorry to hear about all of that but I heard about your stint with Premium Championship Wrestling, as your record was 1-5. On the second to final show, you obtained your first win. How did it feel to finally achieve a victory?”

Adrian: “I remember it like it was yesterday. I had had some tough situations throughout my career at PCW and I mean, I lost to a grandma for crying out loud. Then there was this guy, named Charlie Luzon, and we had been going back and forth for weeks over Twitter and in interviews and I finally just snapped. I went up to management and told them to book it, The Lone Ranger vs. Charlie Luzon, which of course I was under the alias of The Lone Ranger at that point in time. Then as I was shooting the promo, I completely snapped. I had wrote down a script and all, though once I stepped up there, it completely was discarded. I just had this problem and it had bothered me for weeks. I finally realized that what I was doing wasn’t working at all. I told them, if I can’t beat an old sack of bones, then something not working. I had a new chip on my shoulder and I reinvented myself and went under my real name, Adrian Storms. And then it was time for the match. I give credit where it’s due though, and it was a well fought match but the better man came out on top.”

Chris: “Now, do you think that has helped you in anyway now that you’re currently undefeated?”

Adrian: “Oh, most definitely. When I was 0-5, I had been driven to despair, to the point that I told them in the promo, if I lost this match, it will be my last match with PCW. Though, I came out on top.Once PCW closed down, I stopped wrestling for companies for a while, since they were the only one I really liked. It hit me pretty hard though when I heard about the news so once the closed down, I began honing my skills & improving my prowesses. Then, I had been hearing some news about this place XWF, I mean, just about everyone I ran into was talking about. I thought I was ready to start back my wrestling career, in which I did and now currently stand 1-0.”

Chris: “Well, since we’re talking about you being undefeated, what are your thoughts and James Shelby and that match, because that match was a complete beatdown.”

Adrian: “That match was pathetic, matter of fact, I wouldn’t even call that a match. That matchup was about one minute and thirty second to two minutes long. Though the funny thing is, everyone doubted me, all of these low life fucks didn’t believe me and I proved them completely wrong. But I wanna ask two things. Who came up with the name of the Peaky Blinders and why is that even a gang or mob, whatever it is. It sounds like a molestation or rapist gang, peaking through the blinds to stare at some little kids. The second thing is who in the blue fuck wears black pants and dress shoes to a wrestling match? That probably why his clumsy ass failed the Pele Kick. If you’d get some better attire and a new gimmick, instead of being the Head Molester at the Peaky Blinders gang, you might actually be able to win, or at least connect with a maneuver. Though, it’s just like with every other match, the better man came out on top.”

Chris begins to laugh at the jokes Adrian had cracked as Adrian removes the cigarette from his mouth and throws it onto the ground. He stamps it out as Chris begins to stop laughing.

Chris: “Well, that was in the past and I wanna talk about the future. This week, if you fans haven’t heard, Adrian will be competing on the Shove It Weekend show. He is competing in a Triple-Threat Milk & Cookies match, where the two losers with be covered in milk and cookies. Now, I’d imagine you’d like to talk about your opponents, so we’ll start off with the man known as Cain.”

Adrian: “Cain… the man built like a wall, eh? Well, when the 21st hits, that wall will be obliterated. Now, I can’t stand a lot of people, hell, I can’t stand most people, but I hate people like Cain, who walk around acting like their shit doesn’t stink, like their Mr. Fucking Perfect. I hate to break it to you, but you’re not the best thing to ever grace the Earth. No one is perfect, not your immortal ass, nor any of these low-life pieces of shit, NO ONE! I have problems mentally, physically, and even you do. I learned a lesson at a very young age when my parents were brutally murdered at the hands of a sick, twisted, and manically man who I despised. That lesson was that life isn't perfect and neither is anyone else. Its time to crumble that little perfect image you have in your head and it seems like I’m the only one who can. And you know what, you might be immortal but this upcoming match will be your demise, no matter what measures I have to go to. Oh and you think you can sick that fat, jolly bastard on me? If I even think, I see that motherfucker come down my chimney, I’ll beat his ass all of the world just some he can make his trips. Then, I’ll skull drag that piece of shit all the way to the North Pole so I can tie him up, tell Mrs. Claus about those hoe, hoe, hoes and little children while she’s on my dick, and make him watch it all.”

Chris begins laughing once more as Adrian rolls up the sleeves on his flannel button-up shirt. Once Chris stops laughing Adrian runs his hand through his hair as it elegantly fall back down as Chris begins talking once more.

Chris: “Though, there’s another opponent for you Adrian and he goes by the name of SpineTwister. What are your thoughts on him?”

Adrian:“First off, where in the world did the two of you come up with these ludicrous names? I mean, seriously? It sounds like a five years old wrestling name who wants to become a pro wrestler when he grows up but ultimately he will fail because some tragedy always seems to occur and change our mind on what we would like to do when we become adults. Anyways, the only spine that will twisted with be yours. I’ll pick you up by that lifeless feeling head, twist you around, and crack! There goes your wrestling career. Though, your real name happens to be Simon Lyster, but that just sounds like a gay pornstar. Speaking of pornstars, the first question I must ask, why would someone own a copy of “ANAL SHOWERS AND GOLDEN FLOWERS, HENTAI, BBW, FISTING, and last but not least, KINK”. Another question, WHY ARE THERE 7 OR MORE OF THESE?! You’re a grown ass man, start acting like it, instead of a hormonal, pimpled-faced, teenager. I mean not like your average bump or two, like so bad you could map a constellation on their face. Though, I will agree with you on one thing, all the evil in the world is the product of men. And if you think you’re anywhere near evil, you’ve obviously never heard about my story. All evil in the world is the key word here, the man who took my parents lives in a brutal murder is evil personified. That man formed me into the man I am today because he put me through hell for the next decade. I have no sympathy for anyone, nor do I give a shit about anyone or anyone’s problems. You think you’re evil, kid? You’re going to learn the meaning of evil when the 21st of December hits and you hear the bell ring. I am going to beat the both you until you wish you had perished. Triple-Threat Match means that there’s no disqualifications, which means I can and will beat you until the brink of death and I will do it with a smile on my face. Then, once I pin one of you ignorant stepping stones, I’m going to sit and watch as milk and cookies is poured all over you bloody, lifeless corpses. I’m here in the XWF to prove a point to make an impact, that I’m not the joke that everyone thought I was in PCW, ShootCamp, and NEWA. The 21st marks the new day, the new generation of XWF & it will start with the demise of Cain and SpineTwister…”

Adrian then walks off the set of the interview as Chris Van Vliet stands in the camera’s vision, astonished. The scene then fades to black.