Post by Hawk and Dove on Apr 23, 2011 13:15:48 GMT -6
Jan 1, 2002 2am.
The Marriot Marquis Ballroom in Times Square....
The noise has died down....the parties winding down...
the new year is here....
****** and **** are both found sitting at a table soaking up the celebration...
and drinking heavily....
******: {wearily raising up a glass towards ****}
"A toast...
****:
to..?
******:
to the New Year....and new goals ...
[**** nods as both drink up]
****: [raises his glass]
I got a toast....
******:
to who?
****:
Dave Dudley....
[****** throws the glass at the ground in disgust,as **** drinks up ]
******:
F*ck You....
id rather drink bile that toast that fool
Whats the deal?
Because you are really suceeding at ruining my buzz...
****:
Well...think about it. Dave hired us back after banning you...then me unexpectibly...
******:{looking at ****}
Well....yeah...I was fired last time around....Maybe because I p*ssed Davich off.....or his lackey.
You were just....well put in the same boat I was...
****:
*chuckles*
Notice how quick ICW lasted after that...
This time around...the company needed us...ALOT more than we needed it...
But whatever...Now we got recruited....hell... begged to rejoin....
David isnt stupid...he knows im close to beating him...
I can smell the title....
******:
Hmm..though we both been drinking all night....
I couldnt agree with you more...
iCw needs us....
We dont need it...
I heard some new blood is joining iCw..
Jpac...Nonz.....even Y2...ahh nevermind
2 out 3 isnt bad.....
Whos to say what the New Year will bring....in iCw
Already we have TWO Lucky Champions.....
One being Dudley of course.....
{**** silently nods}
The other being Ethan Prophet......Hes the type that will brag that he saved his strength after I beat his ass...
But...I wasnt the only one to beat him....
Sylver Morrigan did......
So did The CHF castoff Lone Wolf....
whats that...1 win..out of 3 or 4 matches?
and winning a title..?
thats lucky by any type of Vegas standards....
****:
Doesnt say much about Dudley losing to him....
******:
True....means hes ready to get beat
BUT Dudley used the guantlet against you....thats how he beat you....
DONT underestimate Davich....
He wants you to....
****:
Yeah...I see your point....
Looks like we gotta go....
{**** points to Cleo & a beautiful blond at the bar }
******:{watching both women tap thier heels impatenitly}
True...lets bail.
{Both **** & ****** get up slowly from thier table to walk over to thier respective dates to enjoy whats left of the night}
GASP.
Hawk wakes up from a dream. He is covered in sweat. He looks around at the room, and turns on the nightstand lamp...
Hawk: DAWN? DAWN??
Hawk storms out of the room into the next door bedroom, where Dove is sleeping. She has a bandage on her forehead, from getting busted open by Dave Dangerously at the rumble. Hawk begins to whisper and mutter to himself, as he looks down on Dawn...[/i]
Hawk: I promised I'd protect you. I failed...
I need you just as much as you need me, Dove. And I couldn't stop you from getting hurt by Dangerously...
Hawk walks out into the living room, and sits in a chair.
Hawk: These voices in my head...I can't...
who are they?
They seem...vaguely familiar.
But the names. The voices...I can't...
Hawk seems to enter a trance state, for a moment.
Hawk: Dave Dangerously. Legend of ICW. You've already been in the sights of the avatar of war for a while now.
To put an end to your terrorizing the land.
And now, you've attacked not only myself, but Dove? You're indeed messing with powers beyond your control...
Hawk clutches his head...
Hawk: But the visions...they're getting more and more hard to decipher. ...I need to...
NO.
I need to stay here and protect Dove, until she's better. She might have that concussion, the doctor said.
I'll get my revenge on Mayhem. On Dangerously. And anyone else who steps in my path of vengeance.
I just...I just need to sleep. A little.
Hawk lays down back in his bed, and begins to sleep. After a moment, he starts to turn, and toss. He begins to sweat, and he wakes up again, unleashing a scream.
Dove comes walking in, groggy, holding her head.
Dove: Hank...are you okay?
Hawk: No, no you need to get your rest Dove. I'll...be fine. I'm just having...
Dove: Nightmares again?
Hawk: I DONT HAVE NIGHTMARES! I'm just...tired. Go back to sleep. Please.
Dove: I heard a terrible noise.
Hawk: I didn't hear anything.
Dove: It sounded...primal. Savage.
Almost like a...
...beast.
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The Marriot Marquis Ballroom in Times Square....
The noise has died down....the parties winding down...
the new year is here....
****** and **** are both found sitting at a table soaking up the celebration...
and drinking heavily....
******: {wearily raising up a glass towards ****}
"A toast...
****:
to..?
******:
to the New Year....and new goals ...
[**** nods as both drink up]
****: [raises his glass]
I got a toast....
******:
to who?
****:
Dave Dudley....
[****** throws the glass at the ground in disgust,as **** drinks up ]
******:
F*ck You....
id rather drink bile that toast that fool
Whats the deal?
Because you are really suceeding at ruining my buzz...
****:
Well...think about it. Dave hired us back after banning you...then me unexpectibly...
******:{looking at ****}
Well....yeah...I was fired last time around....Maybe because I p*ssed Davich off.....or his lackey.
You were just....well put in the same boat I was...
****:
*chuckles*
Notice how quick ICW lasted after that...
This time around...the company needed us...ALOT more than we needed it...
But whatever...Now we got recruited....hell... begged to rejoin....
David isnt stupid...he knows im close to beating him...
I can smell the title....
******:
Hmm..though we both been drinking all night....
I couldnt agree with you more...
iCw needs us....
We dont need it...
I heard some new blood is joining iCw..
Jpac...Nonz.....even Y2...ahh nevermind
2 out 3 isnt bad.....
Whos to say what the New Year will bring....in iCw
Already we have TWO Lucky Champions.....
One being Dudley of course.....
{**** silently nods}
The other being Ethan Prophet......Hes the type that will brag that he saved his strength after I beat his ass...
But...I wasnt the only one to beat him....
Sylver Morrigan did......
So did The CHF castoff Lone Wolf....
whats that...1 win..out of 3 or 4 matches?
and winning a title..?
thats lucky by any type of Vegas standards....
****:
Doesnt say much about Dudley losing to him....
******:
True....means hes ready to get beat
BUT Dudley used the guantlet against you....thats how he beat you....
DONT underestimate Davich....
He wants you to....
****:
Yeah...I see your point....
Looks like we gotta go....
{**** points to Cleo & a beautiful blond at the bar }
******:{watching both women tap thier heels impatenitly}
True...lets bail.
{Both **** & ****** get up slowly from thier table to walk over to thier respective dates to enjoy whats left of the night}
GASP.
Hawk wakes up from a dream. He is covered in sweat. He looks around at the room, and turns on the nightstand lamp...
Hawk: DAWN? DAWN??
Hawk storms out of the room into the next door bedroom, where Dove is sleeping. She has a bandage on her forehead, from getting busted open by Dave Dangerously at the rumble. Hawk begins to whisper and mutter to himself, as he looks down on Dawn...[/i]
Hawk: I promised I'd protect you. I failed...
I need you just as much as you need me, Dove. And I couldn't stop you from getting hurt by Dangerously...
Hawk walks out into the living room, and sits in a chair.
Hawk: These voices in my head...I can't...
who are they?
They seem...vaguely familiar.
But the names. The voices...I can't...
Hawk seems to enter a trance state, for a moment.
Hawk: Dave Dangerously. Legend of ICW. You've already been in the sights of the avatar of war for a while now.
To put an end to your terrorizing the land.
And now, you've attacked not only myself, but Dove? You're indeed messing with powers beyond your control...
Hawk clutches his head...
Hawk: But the visions...they're getting more and more hard to decipher. ...I need to...
NO.
I need to stay here and protect Dove, until she's better. She might have that concussion, the doctor said.
I'll get my revenge on Mayhem. On Dangerously. And anyone else who steps in my path of vengeance.
I just...I just need to sleep. A little.
Hawk lays down back in his bed, and begins to sleep. After a moment, he starts to turn, and toss. He begins to sweat, and he wakes up again, unleashing a scream.
Dove comes walking in, groggy, holding her head.
Dove: Hank...are you okay?
Hawk: No, no you need to get your rest Dove. I'll...be fine. I'm just having...
Dove: Nightmares again?
Hawk: I DONT HAVE NIGHTMARES! I'm just...tired. Go back to sleep. Please.
Dove: I heard a terrible noise.
Hawk: I didn't hear anything.
Dove: It sounded...primal. Savage.
Almost like a...
...beast.
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