I think before we go farther, I should say I only give Vince what I think he deserves. If you think he deserves more, then let me know in a review so I could expand in the next thing. Also, I only want this to be done to the Vince we all know and hate on TV, not in real life even though he might deserve it. If the real Vince were to read this, then I'm surprised he got as far as this chapter. Anyway, I'm out of creative stuff, so I hope you enjoy this. Anyway, on with the pain.

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Vince knew he was in shit. He rummaged in his pocket and pulled out his wallet. He opened it and pulled a wad of 100-dollar bills out, and pushed them towards Enigma. Enigma only pushed his arm away from him, and dropkicked Vince in the face. Yet again, he caught himself before he hit the ground, and did a back flip to right himself.

Anonymous grabbed Vince, and pulled his legs out from under him. There was an audible crack, as if a blunt object has struck a rotten fruit, that rang out from where Vince's skull hit the pavement. Enigma pulled out a chain, and attached both ends to Vince's wrists, around a pillar. Anonymous grabbed one leg, and Enigma grabbed the other. They both went opposite direction, virtually tearing both legs apart. Just to make sure, Anonymous kicked both kneecaps inwards, completely destroying them.

Next were his arms, which were taken out quickly. Enigma unchained him, and put him in an arm bar, pulling back so hard that the elbow joint simply snapped inwards. His other arm followed suit as Anonymous put him in an arm bar of his own this time the bone shot out of the skin. Blood showered on Anonymous' fire-mask, adding a blood red color to it. Anonymous jumped on top of a truck trailer, and peered over the edge at his target. "It's not high up enough." He said, and jumped up, grabbing a steel pipe. He pulled himself up to the roof of the garage, looking down at his victim. He jumped out, and landed, both of his steel-toe boots driving into his rib cage. Vince gurgled blood, trying to breathe though he was drowning.

Anonymous picked Vince up, and lifted him into a Tombstone Pile Driver position. "I learned this from a friend of mine." Anonymous said, and slammed Vince down onto the concrete, cracking the pavement and breaking his neck. Anonymous and Enigma stood over their prey, and Enigma pulled out a matchbook. He lit one, and handed it to Anonymous. Enigma lit another, and lit the small flare on his mask. He turned on the mask, and looked down at Vince. Both he and Anonymous burned Vince to a crisp, until it even looked like a barbeque gone very, horribly wrong.

Anonymous pulled the mask off, and pulled his cell phone out, and dialed up a hospital. Then, he flipped the cell phone closed, and he and his brother left.

"What now?" Enigma asked.

"Well, Vince actually gave me a good idea." Anonymous replied.

"What could that have been?"

Anonymous paused before answering. "A telephone prostitution chain." Enigma chuckled at this. "Why are you laughing? I expected you to be my first customer."

"That was a low blow, man." Enigma said.

"That's what brothers are for." Anonymous replied. Enigma punched his brother in the face, popping his fake eye out. "Damn it! Now where the hell did it go?"

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How will the 2 brothers fight each other for the Undisputed Title?

Will Anonymous find his fake eye or buy a new one?

Will the telephone prostitution line work? Or will it screw up on the first day?

Now that Mick is back, will he have a nice day like he wants all of us to have?

Find out all this and more in the next of this saga, same batman channel, same batman time. (I always wanted to say that, even though it's in writing).