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Hank Lane · (01-26-2014)

He had listened to the talk going on all through the locker room in the training area. Would Shane

be able to have full control of the XWF or would The Administrator steal it out from under him. Either way he knew there was no way he was going to miss out on this. At first he had thought about taking a week off. Since there was so much up for grabs he decided it wouldn't be his best bet. He quickly hit the gym and started priming up to participate in the battle royal. He had just about as good a chance as anyone else did. He had the size, The strength, And the agility to win that type of match. Besides, It would give him a chance to go out there and beat on more than one person at a time and get away with it. That in itself made it worth it.

He thought seriously about his competition. You had some pretty big names such as Steve Davids, Andrew Morrison, Egyptian Snow Pharaoh. The list goes on and on. Eli James, Sebastian Duke, Ward, Halloway. Some of the biggest names around all competing for the gold. Each one wanting it just as bad as the next one. To come out on top would not be easy. The trip would be a long and weary one for whoever was able to survive. So many factions out looking for blood from their rivals. Each one hoping to prevent the other from being in a place of power by winning one of the titles.

This was his chance to win his first title in the XWF. His chance to prove to everyone that he has what it takes. He has fought the best around and has been in some of the most extreme matches you could imagine. It was time to put up or shut up. Either he started doing what he set out to do or get out of the business altogether. The time was now.

After finishing his workout he took a quick shower and dressed before walking out of the gym. He walked next door to the parking garage and took the elevator up to the floor his vehicle was on.

He was walking out of the elevator towards his car when he heard footsteps behind him. He slowed his pace and put his hand inside of his jacket without letting whoever it was see him do it. He slowed down even further as he heard the footsteps getting closer. When he sensed they were directly behind him he turned around swiftly and leveled his .45 right into the face of a parking deck attendant.

Attendant
Whoaaaaaa.........hey dude. It's cool. I was just asked to give you this and let you know someone was messing around with your vehicle earlier. They ran off before anyone could catch them. Here's an envelope a messenger dropped off and said was for the owner of that car and described you to me.

Hank put away his gun and took the envelope from the attendant. He opened it slowly. As soon as he pulled a piece of paper out of the envelope a huge explosion could be heard just down from them. They turned and ducked just in time as a wave of heat rushed past them. They stood up and walked towards where his car was and he knew right away his car was gone. He read the paper that was inside the envelope.

'This is just to get your attention. I know what you have done and I will have my revenge.'

He thought hard about who it could be. Hell, It could be a number of people, He wasn't always a nice guy. Whoever it was had to be tracking him somehow. He hadn't been followed when he got there. One way or another he would find out. What really pissed him off the most was what he had in the trunk. The .12 gauge rifle he had just purchased at an auction a few hours earlier. Actually, He took it from the guy who bought it after he killed him. It was too soon for anyone to even find the body from that one for it to be the reason. He would sure miss not being able to shoot someone with that gun though.

Now he was really pissed. Someone wanted to play and he didn't even know who to return the favor to. He could just go wild and start killing people left and right and hope to get the right one. He would never be sure that way. He had to find out who it was and why. Now he was even getting curious as to what the person was talking about. And who had been seen around his car? The attendant had said 'they', plural. Which means more than one person. That made it even more intriguing.

His mouth began to water as he thought about finding whoever it was and the tortures he would put them through. He would teach them not to mess with him. He took the stairwell down to the main level and walked down the street to a car dealership he had noticed earlier. He walked up to a Blue 2005 Chevy Cavalier with a huge sign reading $2500.

After checking it out and looking over the engine he grabbed the sign and walked inside. He was approached by a young man of about 19 who had his hand stretched out to shake.

Car Salesman
How are you doing today? What can I do for you? Like the little Chevy out there do you?

Hank walked over to a desk and put the sign down on it. He placed the briefcase he was carrying on the desk next and opened it. He counted out the appropriate amount including cash and handed it to the salesman.

Hank 'Thunder' Lane
I don't want to hear any of your bullshit. Just get my title and my keys and everything else so I can get the hell out of here. I have shit to get done. Hurry up and there will be a nice tip for you. Waste my time and I will kick your ass.

The attendant grabbed the money and immediately began getting all the paperwork filled out and had him out the door in ten minutes. He loved the way a new car smelled. Even one like this that was pre-owned had been thoroughly cleaned and well taken care of. He drove back to his hotel and unlocked the door to his room. He placed the briefcase on his dresser and shut the door. After locking the door he grabbed a beer out of the fridge and a pill from the bottle on the table. He popped the pill into his mouth, Raised his beer and downed it. After turning on the television he crawled under the covers and was asleep before his head hit the pillow.

The next morning he woke up to the sound of the alarm clock going off on the nightstand. He reached over and grabbed the phone and threw it across the room. Cursing afterwards he grabbed the alarm clock and did the same with it. The nagging sound stopped as the object hit the wall and shattered to pieces. Damn, He sure went through a lot of alarm clocks that way.

Reluctantly he got out of bed and took a quick shower. After putting on his jogging outfit he stepped outside and began jogging down the road. He made sure his Shoulder holster was in place and well hidden and set his pace. His feet hit the concrete in rhythm with his breathing. His mind went blank and concentrated on nothing but the running.

After a couple of miles he sensed the vehicle coming up behind him so he moved over to the side of the road and slowed his pace, The vehicle behind him slowed down also. He opened his jacket to make his gun more accessible. He slowed his pace even further. Something inside him told him to hit the ground. He dropped like a sack of potatoes as bullets danced over his head, Just barely missing him and striking the concrete barrier on the other side. he watched as they fell to the ground completely mangled. The car sped off, not sticking around to see if they had finished the job. Hank waited until it was quiet again before getting to his feet and heading back to the hotel. He needed to get to the bottom of this quick!

He got in to his car and drove as fast as he could back down the road he had been running on. There was no trace of the vehicle and even the bullets seemed to be gone. He headed back to the hotel and made his way straight to the bar. He needed a good stiff drink to steady his nerves. If he had been just a moment slower those bullets wouldn't have struck the concrete at all. Someone was out to get him.

He walked up to the bar and sat on one of the empty stools. The bartender quickly made her way down and asked him what he would have. He had her bring him a tall glass and a bottle of Jack. He said if she would just throw a piece of ice in it now and then he would take care of her before he left. She smiled at him and walked away. He checked her out as she did and couldn't help but admire her nice figure. Hell, He would do her.

She had long, Light Brown hair that seemed to shine under the lights. She had Emerald Green eyes that could see through to your soul. Her full luscious lips covered a perfect set of teeth. Her voice was soft and pleasant as she spoke. She had on a Blue blouse with a low cut that showed off her ample breasts. Her slim waist was flattered by a pair of Dark Blue pants that flared out as they reached the bottom. Hiding her long and slender legs.

Chesty LaRue
Sir? Here's your drink. And the bottle just like you asked for. If there is anything else I can get you just feel free to holler for me and I'll come running right down. My name is Chesty by the way. Yes, It's my given name. It's a good thing I wasn't flat chested. That would have been embarrassing. See you later honey.

She turned and walked away with a wink and a smile on her face. It was the Mustache. They all loved it. He picked up his drink and the bottle and walked over to an empty table in the back. He sat down and stretched out, Thinking about everything that had happened and wondering just who in the hell was behind it. He couldn't figure it out. Cortez and his men had all been taken out. There were no leaks and no one knew what happened. Everything was covered up perfectly.

His thoughts were interrupted when he sensed someone walking towards him. He turned around to see Steve Sayors and a cameraman walking towards him. Hank tensed up and held back the urge to hit him right between the eyes with a right cross.

Steve Sayors
Hank, Can I have a quick word with you? It's regarding the XWF Royal Rumble? Who do you think will win it?

Hank 'Thunder' Lane
You mean to tell me you bothered me for something stupid like that? I should beat the hell out of you right now. I'm going to let that slide though because I have more important things on my mind. Who do I think will win, Anyone can win. You never know. Someone like myself might even sneak in and win the damn thing. You snicker? I'm as good as anybody out there and I never turn away a challenge like this.

Steve Sayors
Do you mean to tell me that you are going to be in the Royal Rumble?

Hank 'Thunder' Lane
What the hell did I just say? I thought I made myself perfectly clear. I will be there and I don't care who I have to beat the $h!t out of to be one of the last men standing. To walk out of there with my first championship in the XWF. It would be an honor for me.

Steve Sayors
How do you think you would stand up against some of the top names in the business?

Hank 'Thunder' Lane
I thought I made myself clear but let me spell it out for you. I am just as good as anyone else out there. I have been taking on the best since I have been here and given each one the fight of their lives. Why shouldn't I be there? You doubt me? Just wait and see. I will erase the doubts and the shadows that hang above my name. Soon everyone will learn to fear me. The time for playing games is over because you know what, $hIt just got serious in here.

Steve Sayors turned towards the camera with a $h!t eating grin on his face.

Steve Sayors
There you have it folks. Right here from Hank 'Thunder' Lane. Will he be a surprise winner in the Rumble? Only time will tell. remember you heard it here from me, Steve 'Scoop' Sayors.

Sayors and company run out of the bar, Hoping to get the quick interview posted as soon as possible. Hank smiled as he sat back down at his table. Chesty walked over with a fresh bottle and a concerned look on her face.

Chesty LaRue
Is everything okay? Were they bothering you at all? I could whip both their @$$e$ if you want me to. I know where they are staying. Did you know they even share a room?

Hank 'Thunder' Lane
No, They weren't really bothering me. I just like messing with him. It was a nice distraction from a lot of $h!t that's going down right now.

Chesty LaRue
I'll tell you what sweetie. Stick around until close and we'll go somewhere and kick it for a while. You look like you could use someone to take your mind off things. I'm good at taking peoples minds off things, Believe me.

Hank 'Thunder' Lane
You know what, I like your style. I'll be right here chilling and waiting for you. In the mean time, Keep strutting that sexy body around and I'll just keep watching.

She smiled and winked as she turned around and walked back towards the bar. Shaking everything she had every step of the way. He closed his eyes and dreamed of the night ahead as the scene fades to black.

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