He watched as she finished closing, Smiling brightly as she bent down in front of him on purpose to show off her breasts. When she finished she turned off the lights behind the bar and took him by the hand.


Chesty LaRue
Come on now. I'll show you a place that's really jumping. You ever heard of Harpos? It's the place to be here in Detroit. It's a Dive Bar and if you like it loud you'll love it there.


Hank 'Thunder' Lane
The louder the better, let's go jam. Sounds like an awesome place. Your car or mine?


Chesty LaRue
I think it would be easier in mine since I know the way. Don't worry, I won't leave you stranded.


Hank 'Thunder' Lane
Great, Let's do this then.


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They walked outside and walked around the building to where her 1967 Ford Mustang was parked at. He opened her door for her as she climbed in behind the wheel. he walked around to his side and sat down in the soft seat. He grabbed his seat belt and put it on as she started the car.


Chesty LaRue
What's wrong? You don't trust my driving?


Hank 'Thunder' Lane
No, I just don't care for the taste of glass very much. It's rough on the stomach. Seriously, It's just a habit. Nothing against you at all.


Thunder sat back as the vehicle lurched ahead like it was shot out of a cannon. He grimaced as she swerved in and out of traffic like some genius was controlling her through a video game. Perfect timing got them through the traffic in no time and they were out on the freeway heading towards the downtown area.


Chesty LaRue
Whoooo....... finally I get a chance to open her up.


She floored the accelerator and the car went screaming down the road. Thunders fingers dug into the armrests as his eyes widened.

Hank 'Thunder' Lane
Damn this car rocks! The G-Forces are awesome.


Chesty LaRue
If I really wanted to open it up I would hit the turbo boost. Fuel is too costly though. I like to save that for emergencies.


She pulled into the parking lot and parked the Mustang in a reserved spot in the back. Thunder tied his hair back in a pony tail and opened his leather jacket. The doorman opened the doors and let them in as Chesty and him approached. As they walked through they could hear the music pulsating around them. A bunch of people up front began to clap and jump around as the lights went out and began flashing. 'Nymphentamine Fix' begins blaring as Cradle of Filth hits the stage.





The crowd begins bumping and mashing into each other to the beat of the music. The smell of weed begins floating throughout the atmosphere as huge blowers send it out into the crowd. The two of them make their way up towards the front and begin moving with the crowd. Thunder tries bumping a few people but because of his size he sends them flying across the room. No one would come near him so he started moshing and singing to the music. Chesty came up to him and began singing with him as the two of them bumped and grinded against each other.


When the song was over they walked up to the full bar and ordered a couple of drinks. Hank handed her a Sloe Gin and Coke and ordered himself a Jack and Coke in a tall glass. He handed the barkeep a C-Note and told her to keep the change.


They made it over to an empty table and sat down. She looked at him and smiled with a surprised look on her face.


Hank 'Thunder' Lane
Come on, What's that look for?


Chesty LaRue
You never cease to amaze me. I never took you for a Diver.


Hank 'Thunder' Lane
A Diver?


Chesty LaRue
A person that digs places like this. Likes the music. I was shocked you knew Cradle of Filth.


Hank 'Thunder' Lane
Are you kidding? They are the shit. I listen to all kinds of shit. From Country to the hardest rock around. Even some classical. Swan Lake was a work of art.


Suddenly a big guy bumped into where Thunder was sitting. The guy spilled his drink on Thunder and then looked at him angrily.


Drunk
Hey Bitch, Watch where i'm going next time.


Hank looked apologetically at Chesty and held his finger up in front of him.


Hank 'Thunder' Lane
I'm sorry, Chesty. This Bitch needs to teach someone a lesson. If you will excuse me for a moment I will be right back.


Hank stood up and walked over to where he saw the guy sit down. He stood behind him and tapped him on the shoulder.


Hank 'Thunder' Lane
Excuse me, But this Bitch would like to speak with you for a moment.


The guy turned around and looked up. His grin turned into a frown as he saw how big Thunder was. Thunder grabbed him by the shoulders and pulled him out of his seat.


Hank 'Thunder' Lane
As I was saying, This Bitch would like to speak to you.


Thunder held him with his right hand and punched him in the jaw with his left.


Hank 'Thunder' Lane
First off, I was sitting down and You bumped into Me.


Thunder hit him with another left, Shattering his nose.


Hank 'Thunder' Lane
Second, You interrupted a perfectly good evening.


He started to hit him again when the guy raised his hands in front of his face and began screaming.


Drunk
No, Please no more. I'm sorry I called you a Bitch. I quit. No more.


Hank lets go of the guy and watches pathetically as he curls up into a ball and begins whining like a little baby. Thunder walks back over to their table and sits down.


Hank 'Thunder' Lane
Sorry, There's always one in every crowd that can't handle their liquor and have to act like bad asses. He's probably a nice guy in real life. Too bad he will pay for it now. I think I was able to talk some sense into him.


Chesty LaRue
Why don't we get out of here and call it a night? We can head to my place and I'll take you to get your car in the morning?


Hank 'Thunder' Lane
Sounds like a plan to me. Let's rock.


They climbed into her car and had no sooner pulled out and were headed for the freeway when a police car came out of nowhere behind them and lit them up. Suddenly another car appeared in front with it's lights on. The police car in front slid sideways blocking the road at the same time as the one in back did. There was no place to go. The vehicle stopped between the two police vehicles and Chesty killed the engine. They sat there for a few moments until they heard someone speaking to them with a horn.


Police Officer
The two of you step out of the vehicle with your hands in the air. Make one wrong movement and we will blow you away. Open your doors now.


They opened their doors on command and slowly stepped out with their arms stretched high above them.


Police Officer
Walk around to the back of the vehicle facing it. Keep your hands where we can see them.


The two of them walked around the car and stood side by side facing the Mustang.


Police Officer
Turn around slowly and keep your hands in the air.


They turn around with their hands in the air. Thunder tries to see who the officers are but the lights are too bright to tell. Suddenly he sees a figure walking towards them with what looked like a gun in his hands. No, It wasn't a gun. It's a microphone.


Police Officer
Remember that we have our weapons trained on you and if you make one wrong move we won't hesitate to squeeze the triggers. This man needs to speak with you.


Steve Sayors
Sorry I had to get you this way Thunder but you wouldn't answer my calls.


Hank 'Thunder' Lane
Hell, We just finished doing a promo with you. what more do you want? Blood?


Steve Sayors
Hank, You could have the hardest test of your career facing you this week. Going against possibly some of the biggest names around. the thought of facing so much talent all at once must be intimidating.


Hank 'Thunder' Lane
First, You interrupt us at the bar earlier. Now, You have us stopped by the local police just to do another shoot? Dude, You have some mental issues. Your babysitter must have dropped you on your head while your mom was down on the corner getting money for the evening meal. Do I look like anything intimidates me? Except for those guns you have your friends aiming at us. You can't body slam a bullet.


Steve Sayors
Eli James IV seems to think he is going to be the one coming out on top and being some kind of savior for Shane.


Hank 'Thunder' Lane
The religious freak needs to go back to his holy books. His little group of followers are so brainwashed it isn't funny. I see through his little charade though and I know what time it is with him. I'll explain all his little special treats to you someday when your old enough to understand.


Steve Sayors
John Raide is seeing ghosts.


Hank 'Thunder' Lane
Those aren't ghosts he's seeing. It's his dirty sheets his mother hung out to dry on the clothesline. Her and I did it in his bed last night when he was gone. I'm going to beat him just like I was beating her pu$$y.


Steve Sayors
Andrew Morrison has found religion


Hank 'Thunder' Lane
$h!t, Just the thought of possibly facing me sent him running to God. Sorry Andy, God can't help you wrestle any better.


Steve Sayors
John Raide fell into a hole in the earth.


Hank 'Thunder' Lane
He didn't fall in, He jumped in. Another one running scared at the though of taking on a monster of a man like me in the ring. He's going to be wishing he was Jim Morrison by the time I am done with him.


Steve Sayors
is there anyone that even worries you or bothers you in the slightest?


Hank 'Thunder' Lane
Sewaside is one because I don't want him to take himself out before I have a chance to do some damage. Honestly though, The guy is so unpredictable in that ring I expect him to start pounding on himself because he didn't like the last move he did and got pissed off. You talk about a nut case.


Steve Sayors
All in all, How do you see this battle royal turning out?


Hank 'Thunder' Lane
Didn't I cover this when we spoke earlier? Top to bottom this match is full of the best in the game today. Anyone can win it all. It will all come down to who wants it the baddest and will endure that much more pain to achieve it. I can take a lot of pain and still kick some @$$. I have the stamina and endurance to handle a prolonged stay in the match and I have the power and technique to take the others out. Besides, I want this more than anything. I want to win my first title here in the XWF and no one is going to stand in my way. No one. This interview is over now get these doughnut eating bitches out of here.


Steve Sayors signaled towards the police vehicles and they started their engines. He walked back and got into one of them and soon they were gone as quick as they had come. Thunder pulled out his pipe and lit it, Taking a huge hit before handing it over to Chesty. After taking a hit and holding it in she let it out and took another one before handing the pipe back to him.


Chesty LaRue
Now, What were we about to do before we were so rudely interrupted?


Hank kissed her and grabbed her by the ass. He pulled her close to him and held her there for while before releasing her.


Chesty LaRue
Oh yes, I remember. Come on let's go.


They continued towards the freeway and a night full of promises.