Post by johnnyblaze on Jul 21, 2019 0:47:46 GMT -5
He smiled as he stepped off of the plane at McCarran International Airport. It was good to be back in Las Vegas. He hadn't been here in so long and couldn't wait to hit the strip. His father was always fond of the place and often spoke of a woman he knew and loved in Henderson, Nevada. Not far from here. Perhaps he would look her up and see is she had seen or heard from him. They had checked the caves behind the waterfalls but it turned out to be a dead end, almost literally as Leo nearly slipped off the edge into oblivion. Their guide luckily caught his arm and was able to pull him back. Leo decided to take a vacation after that incident and went back home for a while.
Now here he was in Vegas for the Alpha Showdown Match and ready to have some fun. It was just past six in the morning and the first thing he needed was some coffee. He knew there was a Dunkin' Donuts further down Paradise Road and hailed a Taxi heading that way. He bought the driver one also before heading to the MGM Grand to check into his room. Room 420, one his dad used every time he stayed here. It came High-ly recommended. He loved and respected his father but would never want to be him. His father was as stubborn as a jackass and wouldn't listen to anything. It was always his way or no way at all. Many times Johnny had tried to tell him to change his ways and update his arsenal of moves. It went in one ear and out the other. That was why he was destined to never be a World Champion! Johnny Blaze would not make that same mistake. He would study and learn as much as he could. He would make the necessary adjustments to be successful.
He decided to take a power nap before hitting Golds Gym. The flight took a lot more out of him than he thought and the Coffee was just going right through him. After pissing for the fourth time he was finally just about to doze off.
"Are you serious? What kind of $hit showing was that? Talk about flame out. You're better than that and you know it."
Who the hell said that? He sat straight up in bed and looked around the dimly lit room. The dresser and everything looked just as it did when he laid down. He couldn't see any speakers anywhere. What the hell was going on?
"You have my blood in you and you jump around the ring like a damn baboon? Give me a fucking break. I taught you better than that. Use the knowledge you have and stop thinking with your penis. I saw how you were checking out those females during the match rather than concentrate on wrestling, Focus you damn idiot!"
Huh? Could it be his father? Does that mean that the Night Rider is no longer alive? No! He refused to believe it. His father was still alive and he would find him if it was the last thing he ever did. His thoughts turned to his upcoming Alpha Showdown match. It was basically a battle royal on crack! The winner gets a shot at the number one contender for world championship. How great would that be if he were able to sneak right in and shock the world. He knew he had it in him to defeat each and every one of his co conspirators. No one was unbeatable because no matter how bad and how tough you think you are there is always someone just a little bit tougher.
Johnny Blaze
Bryan Worthy, Smith Jones, Jaice Wilds, Michael J Brilliance, Sandy Coconutz, Tsukiko, Alex Scott, Big Bad Bodacious, Lilianna Rose, and Allen Anderson. None of them are as much of a badass as they think they are. Buzz boy is too damn predictable. Smith Jones still doesn't know who the hell he really is. Jaice Wilds belongs back in the wild. Michael J Brilliance is nothing but an idiot. Sandy Coconutz needs to shave her beard. Tsukiko can trip and fall on a sword. Alex Scott needs to shave his teeth. Big Bad Bodacious needs a damn bath if they can find tub big enough. Lilianna Rose needs to step up so I can rise to the occasion. Allen Anderson needs to change his last name. Ole and Arn wouldn't be very happy. He's a disgrace to the Anderson name. Each and every one of them can kiss my @$$! This isn't a popularity contest and none of them mean anything to me right now.
If that is my father speaking to me from beyond and he isn't happy with me then that gives me even more of a reason to do the best I can to hurt each one of you. It has become about more than just winning this match and gaining the world title shot. It's about earning respect and showing you all that this isn't the night rider and I don't need a gang behind me to kick some ass! Are you mother fuckers serious? You think you can just overlook the phenom and get away with it? You think you can pass me over so easily? If you do then it shows that you are not as bright as you think you are. I'm just as good as any of you and it's time to show it. You are nothing more than meaningless steps along the trail. I know all about these type of matches. When I was in Gitmo questioning some piglets I would have them let a bunch out and they would try their best but it was never enough. The fun I had breaking their bones and hearing them snap. It felt so good it made my dick hard! Then taking care of the worthless bums that are a scourge in our streets. Every patrol I would find a group of them and beat the shit out of them for the fun of it, then I would just say they resisted arrest. What fun days those were. Giving the bad guys a taste of their own medicine.
To me you are all bad guys. Nothing but villains who are about to face justice! They call me 'The Phenom' Johnny Blaze and I am the avenger who will destroy anyone who wants to get in my way. Oh yeah, fuck marvel! I'm like Jesse James and Robin Hood all rolled into one and I'm coming after each of you to steal what means the most. I think 'The Phenom' would look pretty good as the number one contender. Just knowing that it is within my grasp gives me the extra incentive I need to blaze forward! Not that I need a reason to hurt someone. Say what you want to and do what you want to but none of it will do any of you an ounce of good. Hey Sandy, after you shave why don't you put on some better deodorant. The last time you really stunk up the place. Do you even know what a douche is you stupid cunt? Clean that fish every now and then. Lilianna needs to meet me in my hotel room and show me what she's really good at! With lips like that I bet she could suck a golf ball through a garden hose. As for all of the other males in the match, they'll all be wishing they were me.
It seems like my dad was kind of afraid to talk to much shit about people because he didn't want to step on anyone's toes. I could give a fuck but I don't. Sometimes you have to step on a few toes before you cut off the feet! I don't give a fuck who I talk shit about. What are they going to do about it? Not a damn thing that's what! None of those worthless, two bit, wanna be bitches are worth the sweat dripping off my balls! You think this is some kind of game or joke or something? This shit is for real and when we step into the ring the temperature is going to rise and all hell is about to break lose. Who better to have the advantage when things heat up than someone who likes it when it's hot. The hotter the better. I wonder what all of you are going to do when I roll on you? When this wild fire breaks loose there will be nowhere to run and no escape. There are no teams here, no friendships. It's everyone out for their own and no one knows how to look out for his own than I do. I've been doing it most of my life. When my worthless whore of a mother left me and.
"Don't talk about your mother like that! She gave life to you and you disrespect her like that? She can't help it she liked to fuck more than she liked me."
So that was his answer. His father really must be dead if he is talking to him from beyond. Where else would the voice be coming from? Who else could it be? An eerie sadness fell over him as he wiped a single tear from his eye. He wouldn't let it beat him. He would just have to face it that his father would no longer be there for him. He never felt more alone in his life. He could feel the anger and self pity building and knew what he had to do. He would have to dedicate this match to his father and do everything in his power to be victorious. He would make them all pay. They will feel the pain that burns inside of them. Each and every one of them were about to feel his wrath. He would make his father proud of him and get his shot at the number one contender-ship. He just felt sorry for whoever the number one contender is when they face each other. But he would burn that bridge when he got to it. Right now he wanted to focus on defeating his opponents in the Alpha Showdown match. It will be a showdown alright, one they would never forget. He would make sure it was burned into their memory for all time.
fuck it! There was no way he was going to get any sleep. Perhaps he would take a nap later. That is, if he happened to find some hot piece looking for some action. Why not? It ran through his blood just like wrestling and hurting people did. There was nothing wrong with busting a nut every now and then and he never needed to self serve when it came to that. He decided to hit the casino downstairs and see if there was anything heating up. He knew just how to turn up the temperature to make it even hotter. He saw her by the roulette wheel. She was tall, stacked, and had fiery red hair. He wondered if it was her natural color? He watched her a while and noticed her stack dwindling more and more with each spin of the huge wheel. That little pea just didn't want to land on anything for her. Then he noticed that the worker would put his hands under the table after each spin. He wondered why for about a second before grabbing the table and flipping it over.
He saw how the guy was using a magnet to get the wheel to do his bidding so the house would win every time. He hated a cheater and went after the guy. Security came out of every crack like god damned cockroaches. They were everywhere. Johnny just began hitting people as soon as they came into reach and smiled as one by one they all began to drop. Before he knew it there were just two of them standing against him. One of them looked like a mountain of concrete poured into a seven foot frame. Johnny threw a fireball into his face and kicked him with everything he had in the right knee. The big man screamed as he dropped down holding his knee. Johnny grabbed him by the head and kneed him in the nose. It busted and blood began pouring out as the other security guy took off running. Johnny didn't here the sirens but felt the taser as it's prongs pierced his skin and the voltage began pouring in.
<to be continued>
