He watched as she walked across the room towards him. Damn she was so fine. After checking out a Mallards Hockey game they decided to have dinner at the Jumers Casino and Hotel restaurant and try their luck at the slots. She had gone to freshen up and he had enjoyed that view also. She was one heck of a woman and she sure knew how to take care of herself. He knew he could depend on her if ever needed in a battle. She would have his back in a heartbeat.


He thought about his upcoming match against just in case Jones and Bye Bye Manny. He was sure they would give him a good match and they would give it everything they had. Still, He knew that it wouldn't be enough. He was more than ready to step up to the challenge ahead. His goals were set. It was time he wore some Gold around here and this match was a good place to start his journey.


Chesty LaRue
Hey, Hello. Are you here? You were lost in your own little world there.


Hank 'Thunder' Lane
Sorry, I was thinking about the upcoming match. The weather had them forced to move it because of flight difficulties. I just want to get into the ring and kick some ass. I'm tired of not making a run for a championship and I think it's time i did so.


Chesty LaRue
I agree, From what I have seen you are definitely one of the best. Surely you will win some in time. I have faith in you. Now, How about some gambling? I saw a slot machine winking at me and calling me over.


Hank 'Thunder' Lane
Sure, You go right ahead and have a great time. I am going to have a couple of drinks and relax.


She kissed him and took the stack of bills he handed to her. He smiled as she sauntered away with her hips swinging back and forth. Damn, That was a nice ass. She turned as if on cue and winked at him before disappearing into a maze of machines. He thought about his opponents. First there was Canadian Bacon, Just in Case Jones. A guy who thinks he's a real bad ass. he thinks that just because he's been around for a while that it makes him smart or something. hell, You could be around for years and not learn a damn thing.


This is the same guy whose favorite moves include a figure four leg lock despite the history about his left knee being a weakness of his. A sure fire way to have it go out on you and cost you a match. this is the same guy who masturbates to Avenged Sevenfold when he is in the shower. He saw the you tube video to prove it. It went viral immediately after being posted.


Then you have Miami's biggest regret Manny Mendez in what everyone hopes is his last match. His last chance to grasp that tiny thread of a chance he has before it snaps and finally puts an end to his horrid and storied career. The end will also stop the misery of those forced to watch him and listen to him speak. A guy the immigration department has been secretly investigating for the past six months as a sleeper cell. A guy who thinks stomping around and hitting someone with a knee is going to win him a match. He must think he's still on the playground with the smaller kids.


These two guys thought they were going to beat him? Hell they couldn't beat their own meat. He shook his head and took a drink from the whiskey bottle as bells began going off in the distance. He heard Chesty's shrill scream of delight and knew she must have hit a jackpot. he was about to take another drink when the sound of someone calling out to him forced him to look up. He was disgusted to see Steve Sayors standing before him with a microphone in his hand and shoving it into his face.


Steve Sayors
Thunder, Can I get any comments concerning the silence of your opponents? Do you think they will respond to what you have said?


Hank 'Thunder' Lane
I don't give a shit what they are doing. They could be sucking each other off for all I care. I'm just doing my thing and i don't need you shoving that damn microphone in my face. My opponents can do whatever the hell they want to do until I get them inside that ring. Then it's my turn to have some fun and show just what i am capable of doing. You see, You can only push someone so far before push comes to shove and they get right in your face. That's why talk is cheap and only those who back it up survive.


Steve Sayors
How do you think you stack up against the two of them?


Hank looked at him for a moment as if trying to decide whether to smash his face in or not before taking a drink and responding.


Hank 'Thunder' Lane
You really don't know who your talking to do you? You must have me confused with someone else because no one. I mean No One, Scares or intimidates me. I stand up to any challenge and make sure whoever faces me doesn't soon forget it. I'm not someone that it is healthy to have on your bad side. At this point in my career I don't care what anyone thinks about me. Especially the fans who think their opinions actually matter. The fans won't win you any gold inside that ring.


He picked up his bottle and took a drink before turning around and walking out the door. He had about enough of Steve Sayors for one day. He decided a walk along the river would clear his head. He watched as the frozen death made it's way downstream. The ice claiming the edges along the banks. The snow had stopped falling for the time being and the crews could be heard in the distance clearing it away. He almost felt sorry for his opponents. Almost, But not quite. He didn't even blame them for being quiet. Why add fuel to a burning fire.


He was more than ready. The day couldn't come soon enough for him. He was anxious to move on to the next level and see what the future held in store for him. He heard a noise beside him and turned to see someone walking towards him.


Harry Buttkowski
Excuse me, Mr. Lane. Can I have a word with you for a minute?


Hank 'Thunder' Lane
Sure, What's up?


Harry Buttkowski
We have a common associate who asked me to deliver this message to you and wait for your response.


He took the message from him and opened it up to read what it said.


'Tag, Your it'

Please destroy this message after reading it and kill it deliverer. No witnesses.


He tore the piece of paper into tiny pieces and looked at the guy standing there waiting patiently. He was a young hood type. One of those who had to act tough and listen to rap music just to fit in, Not because it's who they are. Just a front put on like a mask to intimidate those around them. Thunder hated guys like that.


Hank 'Thunder' Lane
What's your name kid?


Harry Buttkowski
Harry, Harry Buttkowski.


Hank 'Thunder' Lane
Okay, Harry Buttkowski. Slow or fast?


Harry Buttkowski
Slow or fast? What do you mean?


Hank 'Thunder' Lane
Listen, Harry Ass. I don't have time for games. Do you want to die fast or slow? fast with less pain or slow with time to remember your last piece of ass. That is, If you can remember that far.


Harry Buttkowski
Please don't kill me sir. I'm just a messenger. I don't hurt anybody. Please?


Thunder pulled out his .38 and shot the guy right between the eyes. If there was one thing he hated worse than a fake it was a whinny ass bitch. He smiled as the look of shock barely had time to set into the guys face before he died. Thunder thought again about the message. Tag, Your it. That meant that his contact was ready to get things started and his new job would begin. It was his move now. That was what the message meant, Everything else was taken care of and the rest was up to him. He had never been much of a bodyguard before but he knew how to hurt people and he wasn't afraid to take someone out if he had to.


The time was right and before long he would be working his way to the top. After taking care of Miami Manny and Just in case Jones he would surely be in line for a title shot somewhere down the road. He just needed to keep winning and taking care of business. what better way to scout your opponents and other wrestlers than to work as a bodyguard for one of the elite. He would make a few bucks on the side and learn more about the sport in the process. Sounded like a win win to him.


The snow began to fall again even harder than it did before. Thunder walked back towards the casino knowing that the snow would cover everything up and no one would find the body until spring. All that would be there are the tiny ripped pieces of paper that will be too far gone to work with.


He walked into the bar and saw Steve Sayors sitting at the bar drinking a glass of milk. Hank walked up behind him and ordered a Jack and Coke from the bartender. Sayors turned around with a sad look on his face.


Hank 'Thunder' Lane
Drinking a little heavy there aren't you? Are you sure you can handle that?


Steve Sayors
At least I didn't walk out on you in the middle of an interview.


Hank 'Thunder' Lane
Sorry dude, I had a bad case of gas and had to go for a walk. You know what I mean? Didn't want you to have to smell it.


Steve Sayors
Oh, I see. So that was it. I knew it wasn't me. Can we finish the interview then?


Hank 'Thunder' Lane
Okay, If you really want to. Make it quick. I have things to take care of.


Steve Sayors
Here we are folks back with Hank 'Thunder' Lane. Thunder, You will be involved in a triple threat match against.


Hank 'Thunder' Lane
I know, Against Just in case Jones and Miami Manny crying for his Mammy. Yeah, That's some top of the line competition there. I tell you. Nothing but a stepping stone for yours truly. I've got my eyes on a bigger prize. It's time that Thunder started knocking some boots and going for the gold around here. I'm just as good as anyone on the roster when I want to be and it's time that I started proving it. I'm not afraid to say it. It's not bragging either when you can back it up. Which I can definitely do.


Steve Sayors
I don't doubt that one bit. However, I'm sure your opponents will have a different view.


Hank 'Thunder' Lane
I'm sure they will. Their delirious minds will refuse to allow them to accept the truth. They will go on believing they can beat me until the ref comes down with the count of three.


Steve Sayors
What do you think about triple threat matches like these?


Hank 'Thunder' Lane
I think it's a good concept except you should have to pin both of your opponents instead of just the one. Make it a little more of a challenge. I like the ideal of fighting both at once. It reminds me of the days back in the hood when we took care of things with our fists and not guns like they do now. We beat the shit out of someone and told them why while we were doing it. We were the ones everyone was afraid of. Now hell, Anyone can pull a trigger.


Steve Sayors
Okay, Anyway. Are you getting nervous with as long as this match has been postponed? Will there be any ring rust?


Hank 'Thunder' Lane
I have enjoyed the time. It has allowed me to take care of a few things and make some extra money. That's always nice. Like they say, You can never have too much. Just like pussy!


Steve Sayors
We'll have to edit that out later, Thank you.


Hank 'Thunder' Lane
Just keeping it real. You know how I play it by now. It don't concern me if it doesn't pertain to money or a nut! Edit that, Bitch! Now, I don't get ring rust. I keep myself in perfect wrestling shape and hit the ring twice a day for sparring.


Steve Sayors
That's why the ambulance was called to the gym earlier. I thought someone had some weights drop on them or something.


Hank 'Thunder' Lane
Something like that. My sparring partners got a little serious and I had to teach them a lesson. One had a barbell shoved up his ass and the other, Well. Let's just say he will be in traction for a while after surgery. All because I ate the last Twinkie. They were so afraid there would never be anymore. Now they couldn't eat them if there were. That's what they get for messing with me. Just like my opponents will find out when I get them inside that ring. Neither one of them has really impressed me at all. With as much as I have punked them out you think they would show some balls and respond instead of running around with their tails between their legs. Of course, That's about all they have down there. I've seen the you tube videos on that too. Sick fucks!


Steve Sayors
All I can say is we can hardly wait until Wednesday Warfare to see it all unfold. This is Steve Sayors saying good night and good rassling.


Steve Sayors
Thank you Hank, I'll have that posted right away and we'll see if those cowards can come out of hiding. later on man.


Hank ordered another drink as Sayors walked out and climbed into a Taxi. He sat back in his chair and closed his eyes to relax when he heard w womans voice beside him.


Chesty LaRue
Hanky Dear, Are you alright? I won all kinds of money. Can I buy you a pharmacy?


Hank 'Thunder' Lane
No, I'm fine. Just relaxing for a moment.


Chesty LaRue
For a moment? I've been gone for an hour. That's plenty of time to relax, mama wants to party.


Hank turned towards the camera and shrugged his shoulders. After winking and giving a thumbs up he smiled.


Hank 'Thunder' Lane
Well, You heard the lady. It's time to party. I'll have plenty of time to relax after I destroy just in case jones and mammy manny. This part here has been censored however.


The screen goes black as the last sight was Thunder turning off the camera. What followed can be seen in the upcoming unedited version. Available at arenas everywhere.