This is Bo 0 Report post Posted July 9, 2008 A week and a half has pass and I’ve been out of this hiding place twice and that’s to eat. I can honestly say that I miss my mother’s cooking, but I’m home right now so I can get it anytime I want. Arroz morro con habichuela, pernil, bistec, yuca…the good stuff. I’ve seen Va’aiga and Dace together about three times now, but I’ve seen Dace alone about 10 times now while Va’aiga promotes his match against me and he’s not getting a good respond. This is funny; he comes back to his room and gets bent out of shape wondering why a lot of people here hate him so much. I heard him called Landon once and ask if he’s seen me, not in those exact words because there were a lot of curses in-between that sentence. I think tonight might be the night to start phase one of my revenge, all I have to do is wait for the best time and catch Dace when he least expect it. I don’t care if that’s the coward’s way; it’s the best way for me. About 2 hours later. I’m still alert and I’m hungry, no, starving for revenge and… The door opens and Dace comes in, he’s on his cell phone. “Can you hear me now?” “Good!” Dace asked and then supposedly answered. “Yeah, the reception here is better, I don’t know why. : Silence: “No, I haven’t seen him or heard from him, I think he chickened out; remember you whipped his ass before.” Dace said through the phone. : Silence: “No problem, I’ll keep my eyes open…” : Silence: “Ok, bye.” Dace closes his cell phone and walks towards the couch, plumps down, grabs the remote, turns it on and watches the Spanish soap opera (Or Novella in Spanish). A trained athlete, wrestler, is so lazy to just turn on the T.V. by hand that he has to look for the remote, that is so typical with Americans, wait, I’m American as well… Let me wait for about 5 minutes before I make my move, he won’t know what’s going to happen, hell, I don’t either until I do it. Exactly 5 minutes have passed. This is my time right now…I’ve already unscrewed the bolts for this shaft. Quietly I descend, no sound, god I’m good, I’m the best. Let my feet touch the floor, perfect, no noise. Ok SIN, crouch down and look for something, anything to knock this guy out silly. Shit, I wish I would have brought my trusty bat, oh well, whatever works. (I look left and my eyes opened in disbelief) These big guys have a flower pot in their dressing room, are you shitting me? Wow, well that’s my weapon of choice… SIN creeps about 4 feet for the flower pot and grabs it without making a noise. This actually feels good in my hands, and it’s going to feel better smashing it on his head…and once again he doesn’t see it coming and that’s the beauty of this. Wow, I have a smile emerging from my face; I think I’m going to love this. SIN slowly creeps right behind the unaware Dace and stood up with the flower pot up in the air. This is lovely…and down it goes. The pot breaks into little pieces as it crashes down the skull of Dace. The partner of Va’aiga drops quicker than a prostitute that sees a 100 dollar bill. Dace is out cold and SIN is still speculating of what to do and that’s when Dace’s phone rings. What’s this, hold on, what’s this…the phone? I wonder who might be calling Dace whom just went night, night. Wow, that was funny. Let me see who’s calling… (SIN picks up the phone) wait, what’s this…it’s big ‘V’, I wonder who is big ‘V’? Hmmm…I shall pick answer the phone. “Hellooooo.” WAIT. “Well, this is the great SIN maker…who may I say is speaking?” SIN says with a smirk on his lips. WAIT. “Can you please stop cursing? My god such profanity.” WAIT. “Well, if you must know…Dace is not able to attend to your phone call because he has a massive headache, if fact, he wont be able to attend your needs until after the show on the 15th.” SIN gets interrupted. “No, you wait you fucking cabron, I’m the one that’s in control right now, and you better not dare call the cops because…matter of fact, call them, see how much they’ll help. Don’t you get it you overgrown chalk board, THIS IS MY DOMAIN!” That was the last thing SIN said before he hangs up. That big charcoal just got my temperature rising and now I must kidnap this big ‘V’ dick sucker. It is what it is, and this is my hood so hiding him will be easy, not killing him will be the hard part. Well, it’s time to get the party started, stage one of my revenge has begun and I can’t stop now, and I won’t. SIN goes towards the door and looks for one of the maintenance man. “Disculpa, tienes una bolsa negra grande…tu sabes, bolsa de basura?” “Si, como no… toma.” The maintenance man said as he hands SIN a big black garbage bag. “Gracias pai’. SIN said as he grabs the bag. SIN walks back into the dressing room and starts to work. Once again, my people would rather give things than actually working. Whatever the case may be, it makes this situation easier. SIN carefully puts DACE into the garbage bag, and ties it up. SIN lifts Dace up and puts him over his shoulder. Shit, he’s heavier than I thought. I guess that’s dead weight. SIN still manages to take Dace out of the building and signals for a cab. A cab stops, opens the trunk, SIN puts the knocked out Dace in the trunk, closes it, goes to the back seat and tells the cab driver. “Para Bayamon.” And the cab driver speeds off. End Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Toxxic 0 Report post Posted July 10, 2008 A fucking kidnapping? Landon's gonna start a riot when he hears about this. Oh, and Dace is English. For the record Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
