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Mezian · (05-26-2017)

Mezian is coming up from his basement.He looks to see where the fellow housemates are. Once he realizes no one is around he shuts the door and locks it. He then goes to his office where he finds Matt sitting in his chair.

Hey, what are you doing buddy? why are you in my chair? Why are you looking at my financial stuff?

Oh hey man, Oh no reason really just bored and I saw them here...

So you looked through my financial statements? that seems peculiar.But that answers only one of my questions.Why are you in my office?

Oh, I uh....I uh... Wanted to talk to you about something.I have been friends with you for a really long time and we have been through some tough times together. I was wondering if maybe I could get a loan to get a place of my own?

Oh, that is why you were looking through my stuff.you have lived here for free for years and now you wanna leave?Why could you possibly want to pay for something when you get it for free?You have your all things you could need
here.What's really going on here man?

I can't do it anymore, I can't be a part of what you are doing.I'm not cut out to be part of the wrestling scene. I don't know hat to do most of the time when you come up with these crazy schemes of yours.I mostly just go with it and hope you don't get in trouble.

Like when ya kidnapped that Hope girl. You could have gone to prison. "We" could have gone to prison. I don't think I can do it anymore. And then when you beat up those guys for interrupting your promo.that could have gone bad really easily. Then you called in Micheal to clean it up.He kills people for a living you know that right.He could have 'cleaned" up your mess, then added bodies to the count you already have.Why would I want to be apart of this?

You don't have to be apart of anything. You are here because I want you here.because when I saw you in that Psych Ward I saw someone who needed help.Someone who had no family had no friends and had nowhere to go. You gave me a purpose and someone to believe in. You needed someone to believe in you, to help you in your hard times.Someone who would be proud of you when you accomplished your dreams. But hey, fuck me for being a good person.

I have had too many people turn their back on me. You were there when no one wanted to hang out because they didn't know how to deal with my son's death. You were there when I had no one to call when my mom died.You were there when
I came home from London. I don't get it man you stood there looked me in the eyes and said...

"We are Brothers, Your Bulshit is My Bullshit."

What did the fuck happen to that? Did that all change all of the sudden when my "bullshit' was more public?Did you grow a conscience?Oh but when the cameras weren't here and I had to carry a half drunk underage girl to the cab, or when i had
to pay off that same family to make sure they didn't press charges.Or any of the other fuck ups you have made that I cleaned up. Huh, I guess as long as no one knows your secrets its cool.Well, guess what fucko,Your Secrets aren't really secrets anymore. So like I said in Atlantic City, Either you are here to help or you can go home. but you see there isn't a home you get to go to this time, now is there?

Well, I guess your right, Pat. I have nowhere to go. But least I know that the money I do have I worked for it and I got it clean, I didn't have to beat someone up or kill for it. At least I don't have to lie to the people I love to make sure they aren't hurt in the process. I go to bed every night knowing my conscience is clean.And if I died I wouldn't have any demons to torture me in the afterlife.

Are you fucking serious right now? You're starting to sound like DZidaro.Afterlife, Ha, You know full and well what happens to chosen after we die. We are just recycled back into another body. Ther is no afterlife for us.And where
my money comes from is none of your business. and what I tell my loved ones isn't any of your business either.You go to bed every night knowing I put the roof over your head and food in your stomach.That when you actually sleep here
and not at some random party you go to.

I'm not going to stand her and argue with you over which of us has a more saintly life. we have both done some fucked up shit. I am just more willing to admit to it.So you can be a man and ask me for help, or you can be a fuckhead and get out of my goddamn house. Your Choice Matt.

Matt had never really seen Mezian this mad before.He knew that he had to choose his words carefully from this point on.He also knew that there was something up with him.But he didn't know what exactly.

Why do you need your own place anyway? Do you have a girlfriend or something? Is my house not good enough for you? This place has three floors, 6 bedrooms and is like 5600 SQ feet what else do you need.There have been days where I haven't seen you the entire time you were here because you were on the other end of the house.If you want to move out fine ill help you find a place. But don't go through my stuff and don't start arguments with me over anything.

Mezain Calls Ezariaha and asks her to come up to his office. She had been outside all day with Marsha and his son.

Jessalyn do you know of a place where I can get a house for cheap?Somewhere in the 40-50k range.

I can always look online for you if you want Pat.It shouldn't take that long.

Okay cool also get ahold of the XWF and find out where Obsidian Air is staying.I wanna offer him an apartment somewhere?

Why are you gonna buy him an apartment?you barely know the guy.I have been your friend for years and I wasn't just offered an apartment.

Because I know what I'd like to be homeless. and Shut the fuck up Matt I'm buying you a goddamn house.

Is Marsha gonna be okay with this? that is a lot of money.

What I do with the money she doesn't know about won't get me yelled at.or are you too good for that kinda money.Will you have trouble sleeping in a bed paid for by blood money? Oh poor baby, do I need to hire a babysitter for you too.

Fuck off Pat I'm just saying She is gonna find out sooner to later. What happens when she does? We deal with that when
have to. Now go with Jessalyn and pick out a new house.And we do not speak of this again.

Mezian leaves his Office and goes back down stairs.While walking down the steps he hears the noise of someone moving around.He opens another door that leads to the same room he had hope in. he sees Michael had gotten out of his chair was still bound.he walks in sits Hm back into the chair and turns on a camera.

Oh hi there guys, I hope you don't mind that I take care of something while I cut this promo, Do ya? No? Good, you see Micheal here is a good friend of mine. and I do anything for my friends.I'll even fly across the world and kill a father
of three for a friend, and a lot of money. Won't I Micheal?

Mezain looks at Michael and then punches him in the face.A muffled scream comes from the behind the duct tape covering his bleeding mouth.

You see I don't have many friends in the XWF but the few people I do Like ill do anything for. Like Drezdin and Zidaro, I don't know them well But I can see us being the best of friends. With that being said id like to say that anything
they need I'll help them out with. Like beating up BX3, I'll do that for them hell I'll do that for free.I don't like power hunger Megalomaniacs. And that is what BX3 is at the heart of their Motley crew of fuck ups and Nobodies. they want all the glory and all the recognition but don't want to do any of the work. I used to know someone like that.Didn't I Micheal?

Mezian Smiles as he turns back to Micheal, He grabs his hands that are bound to the chair and proceeds to break the fingers one by one.The agony is visible in Micheals' face as Mezian contorts his fingers into odd shapes.The screams Grow louder and louder with every breaking finger.

Now there are rules in the XWF the stop me from having my "fun" With you. I can't do anything I want because I like my job.I really don't want to here from Lane, Pryce or

about how I'm not allowed to torture Xwf Superstars. And honestly, I don't think you would last as long as dear Mister Davids her.he is trained to endure torture and pain. I'm pretty sure the first bone I'd break in Josh Reno's body he would scream and piss himself like the bitch he is.

That would just make me angry, I'd have to use adrenaline to keep him from passing out. that stuff is way too expensive anymore.I honestly don't know what I would do with Bilbo.I kinda feel bad for him, but that doesn't mean I won't kick his
fucking head in on Saturday.

Now we get to the king narcissist himself.Mister Blaq, You have been a consistent reminder of why I hate self-righteous, pompous, assholes like yourself. In my time here you have done nothing to back up your claims of being the best thing in the company.I have no doubt that the feeble attempts you make to start shit are just a feudal attempt at attention.Like the Trolls on the Internet, except the people here that you run your mouth on can get you in a ring and beat the ever loving fuck out of you.

Now I have to go get ready for my flight to Oklahoma City. I will see you guys when I get there.

Mezain turns the camera off and goes upstairs. he stops at the top of the steps and turns around.He forgot to close the door to Micheal's room. he looks at him and smiles.

And when I get back we are going to finish our business together.

Mezain shuts the door and goes upstairs to get ready and leave.

To Be continued.....

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