Crack.

The sound of his head hitting the pavement.

Splash.

The sound of his body being pushed into the Bay.


Gabriel Harding warned Tommy King before hand. Gabriel told him what he was going to do. Did Tommy listen? No. No one did. Gabriel Harding was just another guy who was shooting off at the mouth. Look what happened. Tommy King was thrown into the bay, and possibly even killed last week. And now? Gabriel's been thrown into another match - this time against Craig Davis and Luca Arzegotti. Luca's already went in front of a camera and ran his mouth a little bit. Craig Davis has been M.I.A., but Gabriel didn't give a crap about any of that. He could care less what Luca had to say - I'm not saying that he didn't listen to the promo, but he still gave no fucks about it. To show you how little fucks he gave, we find our (anti)hero sitting in a dingy, dark, dive of a bar somewhere in Ireland. Sitting on the bar top where Gabriel has his elbows rested, is an ash trey within arms length on the right side of him with a lit cigeratte hanging from the side. Smoke raises from the lit end of the 'cancer stick', but Gabriel doesn't pay his cigeratte any attention right now. Sitting on the opposite side is a glass, full of some kind of alcohol. Much like the cigeratte, Gabriel's attention isn't focused on that either. What was it focused on? .... Nothing really. He just stared blankly into space. It wasn't surprising that he sat alone - we've only ever seen him socialize once with Lexi Sheckler and the two seemed to get along pretty good. But it was suprising when we saw that same person walk into the scene and have a seat next to Gabriel at the bar. Lexi reached out and picked up Gabriel's cigeratte, which she took a long drag from.

"I told that kid. I told him that I was going to kill him."

Gabriel said as Lexi exhaled a cloud of smoke. He reached forward, grabbed his drink and downed what was left in his drink.

"Fuck Tommy King. He was a loser, a waste of space and you did what you said. Got rid of a useless piece of shit. It's what you do.. and you were pretty damn good at it too; the way his head smacked off of the concrete..."

She didn't continue, only smirked an evil smirk. Gabriel put his glass down on the bar top. He didn't slam it, but put it down hard enough so that it made a sound that notified the bartender that he needed a refill. Upon his approach, Gabriel threw up two fingers - telling the bar-keep to bring another as well. Gabriel threw his head back, whipping his hair from in front of his face, to the back of his head.

"That's the general feel I'm getting from XWF. Losers. Tommy King has been dealt with and he's gone for good. Craig Davis, whoever the fuck that is.. and Luca Arzegotti. This is who Shave gives me. ... It doesn't matter to me, I'll do to them exactly what I did to King.. and I'll enjoy every second of it."

"I know what you mean, Your Angel, Unknown Soldier, Donathan De Sade and Mystery Man with a bunch of numbers - thats who I had to choose from for my title defense. ... I'll kick all their asses at the same time, but I had to pick one apparently."

"Your Angel? Huh. Time to make him live up to his name, I guess. .. Kill him, make him an angel..."

Before Gabriel could continue on, some prick loser stepped between the space betwee Gabriel and Lexi. He leaned against the bar, motioning for the bar tender to fetch him a beer... and then his attention turned. Seeing Lexi out of the corner of his eye, he turned so that he faced Lexi - leaving his back was to Gabriel. With a goofy sort of machismo smile on his face...

"Hey darlin', how 'bout I buy you a drink and we get to know one another?"

"Hm.. sorry, I already have a drink." Lexi said, holding up her glass. "And I was in the middle of a conversation before we were so rudely interupted."

"With who? This loser behind me? Look at him. You can definitely do better.."

By this time, one of the guys friends came to the bar and stood behind Gabriel. Gabriel noted it as he looked over his shoulder, then back down at his drink which he moved closer to him. Lexi rolled her eyes at the guys comment, but soon Gabriel spoke up..

"Like you?"

Gabriel said. The intruder went to turn around toward Gabriel, but quickly Gabriel snapped up, grabbed the back of the man's head and slammed it on the bar top with such a force that it bounced off and he collapsed to the floor. Within an instant, Gabriel spun around - grabbing his drink in the process - and smashing the glass into the friends face. He too hit the floor, cut up by the glass and soaked in whatever alcohol Gabriel was drinking. After word, he casually sat back down and as if nothing ever happened, he continued..

"At least you don't have Your Angel running his mouth, calling you his 'friend' like he's known you for years. I know I'm a worthy opponent - I don't need anyone to tell me that. And as far as mine and Luca's finishers go? So they're similiar.. who cares? It's about who executes better.. and I proved last week how perfect mine is. IT KILLED A MAN. ..... That fucker made me waste my drink."

He jumped to another topic as he reached out for his glass, and realised it was gone. Lexi couldn't help but to let out a laugh, and motioned to the bar tender for another drink.

"And if Luca doesn't know, someone should tell him... I'll probably kill him, too."

And that was that.. the scene faded to black.


OOC: Kind of rushed, I had no time this week unfortunately. Best of luck.