::::Continued From:::: “If you are a loser in this sport, you are a loser in life.” http://xwf99.com/showthread.php?tid=36978

” PAGE….”



The world rushes by in an obscure blur as Page knows the misery that is awaiting him. Every muscle in his body abruptly knotted up as the realization of what was happening flooded in. It goes by at a blistering speed, yet at the same time, everything seemed unhurried, a moment suspended in time. Then impact... Page envisions his bones moving in a way they shouldn't, smashed, shattered stick out of his skin. Without looking he knew without a doubt there was blood seeping from his skin. He didn’t move. His skin lacerated and tarnished. Then everything went black. Suddenly Robert swooped in like a hawk, his hand appeared from nowhere and tightened on Page’s wrist, white-knuckled, strong, formidable pulling Page back up on the ledge.



” Jesus Christ, that was close.”



” You think?”



” Here’s an odd question that I really hope you have an answer for.”



Page catches his breath for a few seconds after nearly falling to his death.



” Where’s Shane?”



Robert turns around seeing Shane isn’t where he laid him.



” Shit! He was just right there…”



Page gets to his feet dusting himself off.



” Though that book controlled him?”



” Uhh. That’s how I thought it worked?”



” Okay I don’t want to be captain obvious here… But... You had to say something that made him move.... Shane is fucking gone man. What did you say?”



Robert tosses his hands up.



” How the hell am I supposed to know… I was preoccupied saving your life dick…”



” Well excuse the shit out of me for nearly falling to my death in a cave I’ve never been in before… You still have that same damn stink eye from the first time we met a year ago.”



Robert notices footprints leading towards his families abandoned property motioning for Page to come on.



” Well look at you, swinging your dick. Hey….. Hey, wait…. Don’t you leave me down here I don’t know my way around. I could fall or some shit… Then what? You’d have to face Chris Chaos and Hanari Carnes ALONE!”



Robert replies smugly.



” I could handle that…”



Page sighs.



” Damn it… He’s right…….. Wait up... I’m coming….”

::::Main family’s abandoned property::::

The abandoned house stood in an undisturbed way as if it had elected segregation for itself as if residents were a luxury it could forgo. The grizzled dwelling was nothing more than a shanty now barley standing on its foundations. It was nothing short of a complete wreck. Black, withered vines clung to the red brick in desperation, several windows on the ground floor were boarded up while the rest was covered in filth and grime. The once-prized landscape was now overrun with weeds that leeched everything from the soil without a bit of mercy. The bricks crumbled and the windows gave in to the winds. Inside the rooms, the halls, the kitchen is now residence to vermin. Robert noticed that the roof now had several holes and let in more rain than it could ever kept out.



Page shook his head wondering how long those quivering walls could oppose the beckoning call of gravity. ” So, uh… Main? We’re staying here for how long?” Page scratched his head realizing that this forsaken house was their only hope of evading capture. ” Until Savage... Look Shane’s footprints lead inside.” It's painless to say that the shunned houses tend to creak and crack underneath the pressure of human contact, but not in the frightening horror movie kind of a way, generally speaking, but more of in the "oh shit, I should probably get the fuck out of here before this shit shack collapses on me" kind of way. This was a house gave Page & Main a feeling of hesitation not knowing what awaited them.



Robert gingerly reached out gripping the doors handle when Page spoke out. ” When we go in this shit shack… On offence or anything… Is going to be waiting on the other side of this door ready to kill us both? I mean Red-x got what was coming too him don’t get me wrong… And I loved it.” Robert looks back over his shoulder at Page. ” I don’t know Chris? We worked together on Warfare. There’s got to be some part of The Shameless Shane still in there someplace.” Page asks one more question. ” And if not? Robert grins before replying… ” Then we will have one hell of a fight on our hands… Won’t we…? Robert overlooking the creaking. The house wasn't disintegrating any time soon, and, if it did, Page & Main would be buried there forever in ruble with the XWF Tag Team Titles.



The door groans open, moving an inch at a time. It could move faster, but the wooden door has grown moldy and squishy with water and abandonment, if Robert pushed it any harder, he’d probably push right through the door. Once inside, a substantial coating of dust and mildew coats almost everything in sight. Our Tag Team Champions step tentatively, as they try to become mindful of several dark holes where floorboards have snapped, frail from the decomposition as the rotting wood floors squeaked as their echoing footsteps invaded the silence that hung like a cloak around the house. Cobwebs brush their faces as they stepped in further. Robert passed by decaying windows; weather-beaten walls filled with water-stained paintings. Slivers of light pushed its way through from the outside as if invited in to ignite these dusty hues.



Page continued walked through narrow doorways, ignored them, his eyes still searching for the missing Shane . Page was certain he was going to find Shane, he was positive it would be him. He stopped when he came to a collapsed doorway. Wooden planks barred him from entering, still there from when the southern side of the house had fallen on itself. The boards were fragmented and splintered, enough that he could tell it was recent. Still, he had to check. Page advanced with caution, peering through the jigsaw of slats, the light streaming in from the outside. A small bed, fitted for a child, sat at one end, with a broken night table plopped next to it. ” Bet that was Robert’s…” Page noticed his pocket was vibrating pulling out his smartphone chuckling to himself. ” Shawn and his Twitter… Time to talk some serious shit…” Page begin typing away when he is confronted by Robert. ” What the hell are you doing?”



The egoistical Chris Page responds.



” Blasting Fuzz on Twitter… Dude’s playing some serious damage control after you pinned his ass at Warfare.” Robert briskly swiped Pages smartphone crushing it up against the wall. ” Holy crap, Main you are creepy as shit sneaking up on me like that… Then you smash my phone? Dick move….” Robert pushes Page. ” We are supposed to be finding Shane not Tweeting… They can track your phone, Chris.” Page squints his eyes. “ Light bulb come on?” No sooner than Robert uttered those words two black Tahoe’s sped up to the house. ” Okay, I’ll eat this one, totally my fault.” Main & Page leered at the stairs ahead of them. They were contorted in an exquisite spiral like a child's slinky stretched from each end.



" I take it we're going up?"



" Hands up right now or we will shoot."



Page & Main were back to back as several mercenaries stood around them at ease, but still armed to the teeth. Each of their faces was cold-blooded, emotionless not a trace to say they know where they are or what they are about to do. " So I'll take this as we can't talk this over?" The mercenary in charge stepped forward. "You two son of bitches killed three of my men. The two of you are lucky we don't put hallow points in your heads right now." Page & Main begin chuckling. " Something funny?" Robert speaks up first. " Actually yeah... If they would have stuck around my partner and I would have killed all six of them. But they ran with their tails tucked in between their legs like..." Robert is hit with a right hook as Page leaps forward he is reminded of the situation with the butt of an AR-15 to the stomach.



" You two are in a world of shit..."



::::To Be Continued::::












:::: Words of wisdom from::::
Cataclysm








”Do we really have to continue this?” Chris Page and Robert Main are shown standing under a single light surrounded by darkness as each man has their respective title slung over their shoulder. ”I mean there’s so much going on right this very minute that I feel it would be a waste of time to continue this Hanari Carnes and Chris Chaos bullshit.”


”Unfortunately we don’t really have a choice they’ve “allegedly” earned this chance to stand in the ring and get served by us.”


”Fuck.” A dejected Chris Page looks into the camera as he shifts into a more serious tone as the fun and games have come to an end. ”Hey boys.” A soft and methodical voice speaks out and continues. ”If you’re not scared by now you should be for no other reason than you have to stand in the same ring as us in a match that has NO DISQUALIFICATIONS! NO COUNT OUTS!” Chris exclaims at the top of his lungs which carries an echo into the darkness as Robert share a sadistic grin as he states.


”Kids, we’re more than dangerously violent when we have to stick within the confines of rules… we’re Goddamn vicious when that same book is tossed out the window. There’s isn’t anything stopping us for making sure neither of you make it to War Games because we’re talking about Tables… Ladders… and Chairs….”


”Oh my!” Robert cuts his eyes at Chris before slightly rolling them before he continues.


”There’s nothing stopping us from shedding your blood, breaking your bones or ending your life on national television, so I want you both to think long and hard about if you REALLY want to do this. Chris Chaos, you know better than anyone else exactly what the fuck I’m capable of and you know that I’m one safe you can’t crack!”


”Don’t think I’ve forgotten how you snuck up behind me like a bitch; but then again that’s the ONLY way you would ever get the upper hand on someone like me. Next Saturday Night on Savage since Robert has already made you his bitch more times than he cares to count I suppose it’s time I make you my bitch now, and as my bitch you’re going to look pretty funny when you’re sucking Hanari’s dick with no fucking teeth.”


”Chaos, I could speak volumes on you and you’re lack of ability but there’s not a lot left to be said for you. Clearly you’re latching on to Carnes as one last attempt to make yourself relevant after being beat down in just about every major title match you’ve had; but unlike all those other matches the one thing that you won’t have to hang your hat in when it comes to this match… is an excuse.”


”I bet Hanari thinks he pulled some fast one by getting you eliminated in the Captain’s Match on Warfare… and yet we STILL win. When it comes to this jumping bean I’m going to enjoy cracking his skull with a steel chair, I’m going relish in hearing him gasp for breath after putting him through a table and I’m going to point and laugh at BOTH of you when we climb that Ladder and take down our titles because neither one of you are in our league to begin with. Listen, we appreciate the fact that you’re going to try and we know that unlike half the roster that you’re going to put in some effort… that’s commendable, but kids you’re sitting at the grown folks table and neither of you are mature enough for the subject matter.” There’s a brief pause from Chris as he intently stares into the camera before he continues. ”What’s the best shot that you can fire at Robert? Robert carried this federation for two years and was the golden goose slaying anyone that crossed his path, me included. What can you say about me? What I’m leaching onto Robert’s back? Nice try kids, not only am I the guy that PINNED Noah Jackson to win these titles I’m also the mother fucker that pinned Vanessa to retain them…. Oh yeah, and let’s forget that we’ve already discussed that.”


“Or is it I can’t hang anymore? I mean if that’s the route you want to go I can easily say in a year that I’ve lost THREE matches in this company and they were all to the best of the best. What’s your excuse? Fucking Centurion beat you for fucks sake. Both of you and the rest of the locker room will need some fresh material because everything else is just a cheap knock off.”


”What you all fail to realize when it comes to Cataclysm is collectively we know we’re the BEST two pieces of talent this roster has going for it. We’ve commanded the spotlight and we’ve delivered. We’ve made it known that you’re either with us, or you’re against us. Day by day our army grows and none of you are none the wiser until its way too late in the game, which conveniently is where the both of you find yourselves today. Bring Jenny on down with you because we want her to see what we’re going to do to the both of you, and hey, maybe she’ll finally see what a couple of real men look like.”


”What you also fail to realize when it comes to Cataclysm there’s not a weak link in these chains. We’re both battle tested and proven commodities within this business, and we’re also the two men that are going to make history by being the ONLY tag team left standing! Our tour of violence tour continues on Savage and you two are the next victims! Grand Rapids, Michigan had better be ready because Cataclysm is coming, and we’re coming for blood.”


”Once we dispose of Chaos Inc. our eyes will shift to War Games and the unlucky team that we’ve been selected to dominate and dismantle. War Games has a very special place in my heart, why it was just last year that I was the last man standing against…” Before Robert can even say Chris Page’s name he’s met with the middle finger directly in front of his face. This brings some soft laughter from Robert as Chris lowers his hand. ”This year War Games means even more because now once again I will keep my winning streak alive. I want all the captain’s to take a good long look at what we’re going to do to Chaos Inc. while engaged within the TLC Main Event on Savage. Take it as a warning for what is sure to happen to each and every one of you because you’re fates have already been sealed.” Robert’s words tingle the spine knowing that everything that has been said is nothing short of the truth.


”Chaos Inc. isn’t going to be ready, the XWF isn’t ever going to be ready and the entire world isn’t ready for the shit-storm we’re bringing with us to a town near you…And kids we want you all to remember that losing to Cataclysm doesn’t mean you suck… it just means you’re like everyone else.” The light bulb hanging over the heads of Cataclysm starts to flicker repeatedly before finally going out leaving nothing but darkness as we’re left with…