Post by hayden on May 26, 2012 22:36:15 GMT -6
The scene opens inside a OW film crew van. Helen is sitting in the passenger seat and is looking out at the road ahead of her and her trusty camera man. Helen is dressed for the colder climate of Iowa with her usual OW attire covered by a Columbia winter coat. She turns towards her camera man and says.
Helen::: "Hey Snappy, I think it’s on your next left."
Taking his cue from the popular OW lacky boy, Snappy follows the directions and makes a left hand turn. The van goes down a main street before Helen points at a building to the right.
Helen::: "There it is!"
Snappy pulls into a large parking lot with some snow pushed away from the main parking forming hills of the white stuff at the fringes of the parking lot. Snappy stops the van in front of a gym and he and Helen look up at the sign. It reads, “Rocky’s”. Helen smiles broadly.
Helen::: "Yep. This is definitely the place."
Snappy::: "So you think that Hayden would be working out at six thirty this morning?"
Helen::: "You kidding me Snappy? This is the time Hayden comes to the gym the majority of the time and so soon before another huge event in Oracle, if my tip was correct and this is the gym Hayden comes to when in town here, then he’ll be here. Besides, the way Oracle is shaping up and especially for the Raines, I know he’ll be plenty motivated to prepare for his next challenge."
Snappy::: "Yeah, The Southen Soliders strike again huh?"
Helen::: "No matter how many times I cover that man and looking at everything he’s done in his career, it never ceases to amaze me what he accomplishes when given opportunities and earning his shots."
Helen and Snappy get out of the van and head for the back doors. As Snappy opens the doors, Helen continues the conversation.
Helen::: "And to think Hayden has been on a losing streak as of late, he must be in a terribly bad mood."
Helen smiles at the thought.
Helen::: "Will make for an interesting interview. Come on, lets go."
Snappy and Helen bring their camera and some more equipment into the gym. It is a rather modest place. delicious weights, benches, curl benches, dumbells, some cardio machines dominate the main part of the gym with a sauna and hot tub facilities in seperate rooms. There are a few people in the gym already. The man that Helen had come to see is off on his own finishing a set of bench presses. OW Superstar Hayden Raine is dressed in black Nike shorts, a black Under Armor shirt and white Nike Shox sneakers. He places the bar of heavy weights on the rack and sits up. He grabs a towel and wipes himself off. Setting down the towel, Hayden Raine grabs a bottle of water and downs most of its contents. He looks up and sees a smiling Helen approaching with camera man in tow. He stands up waiting to hear what line of questions the OW reporter has for him this morning.
Helen::: "Hey Hayden! Good morning and how the hell are you?"
Hayden is almost surprised at Helen’s exuberance. He laughs a little before responding.
Hayden Raine::: "Too much coffee this mornin’ Helen? Stopped by Tim Horton’s and had yourself a large, triple, triple?"
Helen stops and smiles.
Helen::: "Actually, yes I did. But it was an extra large triple, triple."
Hayden Raine::: "Ah, I should have known you looked a little more perky than usual."
Helen::: "Hey Hayden, lets cut to the chase. We are coming out of last weeks edition of Oracle and you literally had the cahcne to get revenge yet you look lack luster despite losing your sister the previous week. How did it feel to have another loss to these goons?"
Hayden Raine::: "Well I am not quite sure how to answer that question to be honest with you."
Helen::: "Yes, it was a very odd scenario to say the least. Brooklyn had your number and pulled one over you just like Stitchard."
Hayden remains silent and nods as Helen continues.
Helen::: "So what i guess I am saying is. Do you think these fellows have your number?"
Hayden Raine::: "HELL NO! You think that just because The Southen Soliders won their matches against the Raines that I will just sit on the sidelines and not come out guns blazing to get my sister back?! To hell with that! No doubt I will have to jump through a few hoops, beat on a few OW newbies to prove his worth, but you can bet your retarded interview ass that I will be there in the thick of things! I have had a huge target on my chest, but hell, I've lived with it forever it seems, so I'm used to it. I am tough to beat on a bad night, now that I'm put in a position where my own family are now at stake, you know you’ll have to practically kill me to stop me from getting my sister back."
Helen looks happy to see Hayden getting fired up. Judging from history, this is usually where Hayden Raine is at his best, when he’s at his edgiest and meanest. Helen jumps on the opportunity to pick his brain abut his next match at Oracle.
Helen::: "Speaking of jumping through hoops, the OW has put you in a match against arguably the biggest rising star in the company, Eddie Stitchard and his Southen Soilder's team-mate Jester. The very people who happen to be the main factorsin your sisters kidnapping. What’s your take on the OW's 'El Chronico' Eddie Stitchard?
Hayden Raine::: "Look, the old man has skills, no doubt. But lets face it Helen, he’s a complete and utter moron. His butchery of the English language in his pseudo promos is embarassing. He may think he doesn’t need a wrestling coach, but he would certainly benefit from speech therapy or at least a language coach. I mean, have you ever listened to Stitchard's rants?"
Helen nods in the affirmative.
Hayden Raine::: "You practically need to be a special forces code breaker to decipher half the verbal diarrhea that spews from his fat yap!"
Hayden immitates the lame voice of Stitchard. “Unlike other I fear you not.”
Hayden returns to his normal, deep voice.
Hayden Raine::: "I know what the stupid shit is TRYING to say, but for God’s sake, take the freaking marbles out of your mouth, dumbass! Learn to speak junior! But then again, I suppose in Eddie's pea brain, because he’s dumb as a post, his physical talents will more than make up for his mental shortcomings. Now, if Eddie's actual skills actually equaled just how much of an idiot he is, Eddie could whip every person on the OW roster, single-handedly, at the same time. However, for everyone who watched or was involved in last weeks match, everyone knows that most certainly not the case. He got beaten down. His “massive” talent didn’t carry him all the way to a legitimate win, did it?"
Helen::: "No, it didn’t."
Hayden Raine::: "Exactly. But despite proof of the contrary, Stitchard still goes around, oblivious to his own stupidity, and in the face of contradicting facts, tooting his own horn like he’s God’s gift to wrestling. Isn’t this the same guy who was crapping on my accomplishments in the wrestling world compared to his own? Isn’t he the same guy who explained his lack of actual success due to taking time off instead of sticking around and competing?! Bullshit!"
Helen::: "Well, people did say he was out preparing some new skills to introduce to OW fans and wrestlers alike. That’s why he was out for awhile."
Hayden Raine::: "Again, bullshit! Look Helen, here’s why Stitchard has just shown up here. A plane landed in Sri-Lanka and it rained in the Rain Forest."
Looking completely confused, Helen cannot help but ask...
Helen::: "What does that have to do with anything?"
Hayden Raine::: "Nothing! But one stupid excuse is as lame as another. Stitchard can walk around and say he was training and getting ready for the big time. Hell, the clown could have been home knitting sweaters, doing pottery, sucking his thumb, beating off, who gives a shit?! No matter what stupid reason he has for lack of competing before here, he consistently looks like a bigger and bigger moron every time he goes around excusing his impressive results so far. Christ! That nimrod holds a candle of idiocy and all the bulshit that comes out of Eddie's mouth. Who has he beaten of note in OW?"
Helen::: "He has beaten a ton of wrestlers in the past."
Hayden Raine::: "Okay, again, who has he beaten of note in OW? These feds he use to be in, from what I hear are one of these flash in the pan types that rises high like a rocket, then quickly runs out of fuel and comes crashing back to earth in a hurry. To have let competitors be beat by Stitchard tells me all I need to know about these feds characters, will and talent."
Helen::: "Actually, these fed have become quite famous from what I hear."
Hayden Raine::: "From what you hear? I thought you were a reporter?! And you’re excusing these lame feds performances against Stitcahrds based on hearsay?"
Helen::: ........
Hayden Raine::: "Jesus Christ! Get me a real reporter! Where’s Ryan Seacrest?"
Hayden glares down on the shorter Helen.She looks insulted now. Hayden Raine takes Helen’s silence as an opportunity to go on.
Hayden Raine::: "Whooooo... scary. Kiss my ass! Let me tell you something about the OW’s precious Stitchard. The only place this little pissant is as great, talented and dominating is in his freaking DREAMS! Now we know why he calls himself that. This ass-clown is the most delusional punk in this company and now he’s flying high! Excited as all hell!"
Helen, looking more determined, asks Mesterio to elaborate.
Helen::: "Okay, what do you mean?"
"The Final Fate" Mesterio Raine::: "Because all his claims have proven to be total crap and he knows it! All the horseshit we have to sit through. All the ego-inflating bullshit he likes to throw out there. All the grandstanding he so enjoys doing despite no real accomplishments to back those up. Stitchard knows that he is about to step in the biggest match of his pathetic career. He knows that all the other matches up to now have been bulshit. No real competition, no big names, no one to face that even when he wins, he can’t brag about it apart from yours truely. But then again, Stitchards choice of bragging moments are pretty damn limited. It’s no wonder we have to hear about previous feds victories and whichever other forgettable nobody he likes to rant and rave about. Stitchard knows this is his shot, his huge opportunity to really get his name among the other marquee names in this business. The guy’s creaming himself at the opportunity. And that’s what makes it so damn fun."
Helen::: "Oh really?"
Hayden Raine::: "You see, the good thing about all the easy wins for Stitchard is it boosted his confidence level so high that he’s lost his mind, fooling himself into believing he has his match against The Brothers Raine in the bag. He’s under the impression that I will roll over like some old dog and let him take the win. He is so in denial, he believes he alone has enough talent and toughness to actually beat the pair of us. Well, come Oracle, all that self-denial will come crashing down around his ears. You see, I will rip Stitchard from his little dream world and slam him down into reality! The kid will be wonderin’ how the hell he went from his pink, rosy dream world to this fucking nightmare! He’s already proven he can’t quite compete with what the OW has to offer. If he was at that top echelon, he’d be OW Olympus Champion. Last I checked, he was NOT the last man standing in his match last week. At Oracle, divine intervention will not be enough to save this jackass from the beating of his pathetic career."
Helen::: "You can’t blame him for wanting that win. It would be a huge feather in his cap and also would put him ontop with being closer to the OW Olympus Title."
Hayden Raine::: "Of course Helen. When you want to be known as one of the best, you have to find a way to go out there and beat the best. That’s what Eddie is seeing right now. But listen Helen, the kid talks tough, but is running scared these days. Everyone is. Now we know Stitchard is dreaming!. He may think he has me where he wants me, but he has yet to wake up. When I kick his teeth down his throat and plant his skull into the mat, he’ll eventually wake up from his coma and realize that when your big mouth writes cheques your ass can’t cash, it’s a recipe for disaster when you’re up against a man who not only can talk the talk, but walk the walk with the best this industry has to offer anywhere at any time! That’s right, you’re looking at him."
Helen::: "What about that promo of his where he basically took out a camera ?"
Hayden Raine::: "That’s how tough Stitchard is. The kid has no sense of originality so it’s not very surprising to see him doing that stupidity. Can’t beat up the real thing so he goes after a camera. Then, it was all an act perhaps. Just like the rest of Stitchards crap! Come Monday Night at Oracle, dress rehearsal will be at an end and it’ll be time to show up under the bright lights and perform. You can bet your ass that I will be in that ring ready to tear this bitch apart and plant him in the center of the ring! He can talk the talk, but on Oracle, he won’t be walking. Limping, staggering, crawling, those are about the only things left for this punk to do. Not only will I continue to walk the walk, but I will run his ass over! I’ll let the air out of that fat of his! This little Stoned Hick wannabe will be taught a lesson in pain and punishment that nothing in his suburban upbringing could ever prepare him for. He’s a prissy bitch that will have the taste slapped out of his mouth and he will be brought down a few pegs because that’s what he needs and you know I can."
Helen::: "He seems a bit concerned about your power."
Hayden Raine::: "My power is not my main weapon. He’ll find himself being thrown around and locked into holds learned from the legend himself, "Psychosis" James Caine. Look Helen, Stitchard doesn’t know it yet, but he’s in deep shit come Monday night. He had better make his peace with God, train like never before, take his vitamins, see his hair dresser or whatever else he does to prepare for his matches. Because at Oracle, it’ll be time to put up or shut up! And you know how much I just love to do just that. Not only because it’s damn fun, but because I’m so damn good at it! Now Helen, time for you to leave. My workouts don’t get done when I’m yappin’ here with you. I’ll have plenty to say soon enough. Until then, savor these latest pearls of wisdom from me. An ass kicking of epic proportions is coming Stitchards way. Ain’t no way of getting out of it now. Get ready for it!"
Helen nods at Hayden, knowing the interview is over, but thankful that he had a good one. Hayden picks up his bag and makes his way outside towards his Porche, he pops the trunk and throws in his bag before making his way around to the front of his car and opens the door before cranking the engine and tearing off down the road. It doesn't take him long before he reaches his and Lilith's new little get-away place, Hyaden then turns the engine off and makes his way towards the front door. Desciding aginst waking up Lilith he heads straight to the bathroom. After a short while Hayden walks out from the bathroom towel drying his hair as he feels a light slap across his ass as he just smiles to himself, "Well someone is in a good mood this morning"
Lilith::: "Have to keep spirits up someway."
Hayden Raine:::"Well with everything going on as of late yeah kinda need to keep spirits up"
Hayden then throws the towel on the ground and walks up behind Lilith wrapping his arms around her waist.
Lilith::: "What's going on in that head of your's Love?"
Hayden Raine::: "Trust me its best I keep these thoughts to myself because all hell would break loose if I acted upon them"
Lilith::: "Just don't end up like Blair, we do not need another rouge."
Hayden just shudders at the very thought.
Hayden Raine::: "Me turning out like Blair shit if that happened I would expect you to slap me upside the head"
Lilith::: "I would do more than that Love."
Hayden Raine::: "So no-one has heard anything about Bath? Because its looking like nothing is getting done and all Blair is doing is pushing them further which isn't exactly good"
Lilith::: "Nothing on her yet, which is strange. By now you would think ONE of them would say something."
Hayden Raine::: "Well something tells me that I will be beating some answers out of my old friend this coming Oracle"
Lilith::: "Good, Eddie needs some sense knocked into him."
Hayden Raine::: "Yeah thats one thing that I don't understand why he would go to great length's to get you back only to turn on me shortly after"
Hayden then picks Lilith up and heads towards the couch as he flops down with her landing into his lap. She laughed as she played with his wet hair.
Lilith::: "I've thought the same thing."
Hayden's phone then starts to vibrate on the table as he looks down to see Devlin's number ringing, "Hello.....wait hold on im turning the tv on now", Hayden just goes silent as the only words to come out of his mouth is "Be there soon" as he hangs up and slams his phone down hard upon the table as the feeling of rage starts to course through his viens.
Hayden Raine:::"These assholes have gone to far this time. I need to go hun and get my sister from a burning building"
TBC
Helen::: "Hey Snappy, I think it’s on your next left."
Taking his cue from the popular OW lacky boy, Snappy follows the directions and makes a left hand turn. The van goes down a main street before Helen points at a building to the right.
Helen::: "There it is!"
Snappy pulls into a large parking lot with some snow pushed away from the main parking forming hills of the white stuff at the fringes of the parking lot. Snappy stops the van in front of a gym and he and Helen look up at the sign. It reads, “Rocky’s”. Helen smiles broadly.
Helen::: "Yep. This is definitely the place."
Snappy::: "So you think that Hayden would be working out at six thirty this morning?"
Helen::: "You kidding me Snappy? This is the time Hayden comes to the gym the majority of the time and so soon before another huge event in Oracle, if my tip was correct and this is the gym Hayden comes to when in town here, then he’ll be here. Besides, the way Oracle is shaping up and especially for the Raines, I know he’ll be plenty motivated to prepare for his next challenge."
Snappy::: "Yeah, The Southen Soliders strike again huh?"
Helen::: "No matter how many times I cover that man and looking at everything he’s done in his career, it never ceases to amaze me what he accomplishes when given opportunities and earning his shots."
Helen and Snappy get out of the van and head for the back doors. As Snappy opens the doors, Helen continues the conversation.
Helen::: "And to think Hayden has been on a losing streak as of late, he must be in a terribly bad mood."
Helen smiles at the thought.
Helen::: "Will make for an interesting interview. Come on, lets go."
Snappy and Helen bring their camera and some more equipment into the gym. It is a rather modest place. delicious weights, benches, curl benches, dumbells, some cardio machines dominate the main part of the gym with a sauna and hot tub facilities in seperate rooms. There are a few people in the gym already. The man that Helen had come to see is off on his own finishing a set of bench presses. OW Superstar Hayden Raine is dressed in black Nike shorts, a black Under Armor shirt and white Nike Shox sneakers. He places the bar of heavy weights on the rack and sits up. He grabs a towel and wipes himself off. Setting down the towel, Hayden Raine grabs a bottle of water and downs most of its contents. He looks up and sees a smiling Helen approaching with camera man in tow. He stands up waiting to hear what line of questions the OW reporter has for him this morning.
Helen::: "Hey Hayden! Good morning and how the hell are you?"
Hayden is almost surprised at Helen’s exuberance. He laughs a little before responding.
Hayden Raine::: "Too much coffee this mornin’ Helen? Stopped by Tim Horton’s and had yourself a large, triple, triple?"
Helen stops and smiles.
Helen::: "Actually, yes I did. But it was an extra large triple, triple."
Hayden Raine::: "Ah, I should have known you looked a little more perky than usual."
Helen::: "Hey Hayden, lets cut to the chase. We are coming out of last weeks edition of Oracle and you literally had the cahcne to get revenge yet you look lack luster despite losing your sister the previous week. How did it feel to have another loss to these goons?"
Hayden Raine::: "Well I am not quite sure how to answer that question to be honest with you."
Helen::: "Yes, it was a very odd scenario to say the least. Brooklyn had your number and pulled one over you just like Stitchard."
Hayden remains silent and nods as Helen continues.
Helen::: "So what i guess I am saying is. Do you think these fellows have your number?"
Hayden Raine::: "HELL NO! You think that just because The Southen Soliders won their matches against the Raines that I will just sit on the sidelines and not come out guns blazing to get my sister back?! To hell with that! No doubt I will have to jump through a few hoops, beat on a few OW newbies to prove his worth, but you can bet your retarded interview ass that I will be there in the thick of things! I have had a huge target on my chest, but hell, I've lived with it forever it seems, so I'm used to it. I am tough to beat on a bad night, now that I'm put in a position where my own family are now at stake, you know you’ll have to practically kill me to stop me from getting my sister back."
Helen looks happy to see Hayden getting fired up. Judging from history, this is usually where Hayden Raine is at his best, when he’s at his edgiest and meanest. Helen jumps on the opportunity to pick his brain abut his next match at Oracle.
Helen::: "Speaking of jumping through hoops, the OW has put you in a match against arguably the biggest rising star in the company, Eddie Stitchard and his Southen Soilder's team-mate Jester. The very people who happen to be the main factorsin your sisters kidnapping. What’s your take on the OW's 'El Chronico' Eddie Stitchard?
Hayden Raine::: "Look, the old man has skills, no doubt. But lets face it Helen, he’s a complete and utter moron. His butchery of the English language in his pseudo promos is embarassing. He may think he doesn’t need a wrestling coach, but he would certainly benefit from speech therapy or at least a language coach. I mean, have you ever listened to Stitchard's rants?"
Helen nods in the affirmative.
Hayden Raine::: "You practically need to be a special forces code breaker to decipher half the verbal diarrhea that spews from his fat yap!"
Hayden immitates the lame voice of Stitchard. “Unlike other I fear you not.”
Hayden returns to his normal, deep voice.
Hayden Raine::: "I know what the stupid shit is TRYING to say, but for God’s sake, take the freaking marbles out of your mouth, dumbass! Learn to speak junior! But then again, I suppose in Eddie's pea brain, because he’s dumb as a post, his physical talents will more than make up for his mental shortcomings. Now, if Eddie's actual skills actually equaled just how much of an idiot he is, Eddie could whip every person on the OW roster, single-handedly, at the same time. However, for everyone who watched or was involved in last weeks match, everyone knows that most certainly not the case. He got beaten down. His “massive” talent didn’t carry him all the way to a legitimate win, did it?"
Helen::: "No, it didn’t."
Hayden Raine::: "Exactly. But despite proof of the contrary, Stitchard still goes around, oblivious to his own stupidity, and in the face of contradicting facts, tooting his own horn like he’s God’s gift to wrestling. Isn’t this the same guy who was crapping on my accomplishments in the wrestling world compared to his own? Isn’t he the same guy who explained his lack of actual success due to taking time off instead of sticking around and competing?! Bullshit!"
Helen::: "Well, people did say he was out preparing some new skills to introduce to OW fans and wrestlers alike. That’s why he was out for awhile."
Hayden Raine::: "Again, bullshit! Look Helen, here’s why Stitchard has just shown up here. A plane landed in Sri-Lanka and it rained in the Rain Forest."
Looking completely confused, Helen cannot help but ask...
Helen::: "What does that have to do with anything?"
Hayden Raine::: "Nothing! But one stupid excuse is as lame as another. Stitchard can walk around and say he was training and getting ready for the big time. Hell, the clown could have been home knitting sweaters, doing pottery, sucking his thumb, beating off, who gives a shit?! No matter what stupid reason he has for lack of competing before here, he consistently looks like a bigger and bigger moron every time he goes around excusing his impressive results so far. Christ! That nimrod holds a candle of idiocy and all the bulshit that comes out of Eddie's mouth. Who has he beaten of note in OW?"
Helen::: "He has beaten a ton of wrestlers in the past."
Hayden Raine::: "Okay, again, who has he beaten of note in OW? These feds he use to be in, from what I hear are one of these flash in the pan types that rises high like a rocket, then quickly runs out of fuel and comes crashing back to earth in a hurry. To have let competitors be beat by Stitchard tells me all I need to know about these feds characters, will and talent."
Helen::: "Actually, these fed have become quite famous from what I hear."
Hayden Raine::: "From what you hear? I thought you were a reporter?! And you’re excusing these lame feds performances against Stitcahrds based on hearsay?"
Helen::: ........
Hayden Raine::: "Jesus Christ! Get me a real reporter! Where’s Ryan Seacrest?"
Hayden glares down on the shorter Helen.She looks insulted now. Hayden Raine takes Helen’s silence as an opportunity to go on.
Hayden Raine::: "Whooooo... scary. Kiss my ass! Let me tell you something about the OW’s precious Stitchard. The only place this little pissant is as great, talented and dominating is in his freaking DREAMS! Now we know why he calls himself that. This ass-clown is the most delusional punk in this company and now he’s flying high! Excited as all hell!"
Helen, looking more determined, asks Mesterio to elaborate.
Helen::: "Okay, what do you mean?"
"The Final Fate" Mesterio Raine::: "Because all his claims have proven to be total crap and he knows it! All the horseshit we have to sit through. All the ego-inflating bullshit he likes to throw out there. All the grandstanding he so enjoys doing despite no real accomplishments to back those up. Stitchard knows that he is about to step in the biggest match of his pathetic career. He knows that all the other matches up to now have been bulshit. No real competition, no big names, no one to face that even when he wins, he can’t brag about it apart from yours truely. But then again, Stitchards choice of bragging moments are pretty damn limited. It’s no wonder we have to hear about previous feds victories and whichever other forgettable nobody he likes to rant and rave about. Stitchard knows this is his shot, his huge opportunity to really get his name among the other marquee names in this business. The guy’s creaming himself at the opportunity. And that’s what makes it so damn fun."
Helen::: "Oh really?"
Hayden Raine::: "You see, the good thing about all the easy wins for Stitchard is it boosted his confidence level so high that he’s lost his mind, fooling himself into believing he has his match against The Brothers Raine in the bag. He’s under the impression that I will roll over like some old dog and let him take the win. He is so in denial, he believes he alone has enough talent and toughness to actually beat the pair of us. Well, come Oracle, all that self-denial will come crashing down around his ears. You see, I will rip Stitchard from his little dream world and slam him down into reality! The kid will be wonderin’ how the hell he went from his pink, rosy dream world to this fucking nightmare! He’s already proven he can’t quite compete with what the OW has to offer. If he was at that top echelon, he’d be OW Olympus Champion. Last I checked, he was NOT the last man standing in his match last week. At Oracle, divine intervention will not be enough to save this jackass from the beating of his pathetic career."
Helen::: "You can’t blame him for wanting that win. It would be a huge feather in his cap and also would put him ontop with being closer to the OW Olympus Title."
Hayden Raine::: "Of course Helen. When you want to be known as one of the best, you have to find a way to go out there and beat the best. That’s what Eddie is seeing right now. But listen Helen, the kid talks tough, but is running scared these days. Everyone is. Now we know Stitchard is dreaming!. He may think he has me where he wants me, but he has yet to wake up. When I kick his teeth down his throat and plant his skull into the mat, he’ll eventually wake up from his coma and realize that when your big mouth writes cheques your ass can’t cash, it’s a recipe for disaster when you’re up against a man who not only can talk the talk, but walk the walk with the best this industry has to offer anywhere at any time! That’s right, you’re looking at him."
Helen::: "What about that promo of his where he basically took out a camera ?"
Hayden Raine::: "That’s how tough Stitchard is. The kid has no sense of originality so it’s not very surprising to see him doing that stupidity. Can’t beat up the real thing so he goes after a camera. Then, it was all an act perhaps. Just like the rest of Stitchards crap! Come Monday Night at Oracle, dress rehearsal will be at an end and it’ll be time to show up under the bright lights and perform. You can bet your ass that I will be in that ring ready to tear this bitch apart and plant him in the center of the ring! He can talk the talk, but on Oracle, he won’t be walking. Limping, staggering, crawling, those are about the only things left for this punk to do. Not only will I continue to walk the walk, but I will run his ass over! I’ll let the air out of that fat of his! This little Stoned Hick wannabe will be taught a lesson in pain and punishment that nothing in his suburban upbringing could ever prepare him for. He’s a prissy bitch that will have the taste slapped out of his mouth and he will be brought down a few pegs because that’s what he needs and you know I can."
Helen::: "He seems a bit concerned about your power."
Hayden Raine::: "My power is not my main weapon. He’ll find himself being thrown around and locked into holds learned from the legend himself, "Psychosis" James Caine. Look Helen, Stitchard doesn’t know it yet, but he’s in deep shit come Monday night. He had better make his peace with God, train like never before, take his vitamins, see his hair dresser or whatever else he does to prepare for his matches. Because at Oracle, it’ll be time to put up or shut up! And you know how much I just love to do just that. Not only because it’s damn fun, but because I’m so damn good at it! Now Helen, time for you to leave. My workouts don’t get done when I’m yappin’ here with you. I’ll have plenty to say soon enough. Until then, savor these latest pearls of wisdom from me. An ass kicking of epic proportions is coming Stitchards way. Ain’t no way of getting out of it now. Get ready for it!"
Helen nods at Hayden, knowing the interview is over, but thankful that he had a good one. Hayden picks up his bag and makes his way outside towards his Porche, he pops the trunk and throws in his bag before making his way around to the front of his car and opens the door before cranking the engine and tearing off down the road. It doesn't take him long before he reaches his and Lilith's new little get-away place, Hyaden then turns the engine off and makes his way towards the front door. Desciding aginst waking up Lilith he heads straight to the bathroom. After a short while Hayden walks out from the bathroom towel drying his hair as he feels a light slap across his ass as he just smiles to himself, "Well someone is in a good mood this morning"
Lilith::: "Have to keep spirits up someway."
Hayden Raine:::"Well with everything going on as of late yeah kinda need to keep spirits up"
Hayden then throws the towel on the ground and walks up behind Lilith wrapping his arms around her waist.
Lilith::: "What's going on in that head of your's Love?"
Hayden Raine::: "Trust me its best I keep these thoughts to myself because all hell would break loose if I acted upon them"
Lilith::: "Just don't end up like Blair, we do not need another rouge."
Hayden just shudders at the very thought.
Hayden Raine::: "Me turning out like Blair shit if that happened I would expect you to slap me upside the head"
Lilith::: "I would do more than that Love."
Hayden Raine::: "So no-one has heard anything about Bath? Because its looking like nothing is getting done and all Blair is doing is pushing them further which isn't exactly good"
Lilith::: "Nothing on her yet, which is strange. By now you would think ONE of them would say something."
Hayden Raine::: "Well something tells me that I will be beating some answers out of my old friend this coming Oracle"
Lilith::: "Good, Eddie needs some sense knocked into him."
Hayden Raine::: "Yeah thats one thing that I don't understand why he would go to great length's to get you back only to turn on me shortly after"
Hayden then picks Lilith up and heads towards the couch as he flops down with her landing into his lap. She laughed as she played with his wet hair.
Lilith::: "I've thought the same thing."
Hayden's phone then starts to vibrate on the table as he looks down to see Devlin's number ringing, "Hello.....wait hold on im turning the tv on now", Hayden just goes silent as the only words to come out of his mouth is "Be there soon" as he hangs up and slams his phone down hard upon the table as the feeling of rage starts to course through his viens.
Hayden Raine:::"These assholes have gone to far this time. I need to go hun and get my sister from a burning building"
TBC