Note: The story of Nitro City continues on from the last mission, Chopping
Wood.
Disclaimer: Selected superstars in this story are property of the WWE, NWA- TNA and XPW. All rights reserved. Other superstars listed: Sea Wolf, Arkuss Blackburn, Dirk Kimmerman and Street Ratt are property of the author Dave Scott. Please e-mail me at bender_hkw@lycos.com for permission to use any of my characters. I mean it. I would also like to thank Rockstar Games and the creators of the Grand Theft Auto Series for deeply influencing this story.
(Saskatchewan Street Fight)
Justin spent most of the day touring the city. He stopped at a few gifts shops and browsed at a shopping mall for a few hours, but didn't buy anything. Besides spending the last few weeks, stealing cars and killing gangs, this was the only day when he got do nothing important.
Before going home, he stopped at Ethyl Mae's Diner deciding to give it a try. He wolfed down a cheeseburger, fresh cut French fries, some cherry pie and a glass of iced tea. He bumped into Booker T on his way out.
"Hey, Justin. I haven't seen you in awhile. What are you up to?"
"It's only been two or three days, but it's okay. Just doing some odd jobs and I met some hot chick at 'WOO!' a few evenings ago. Her name's Trish and she works as a bartender at the club."
"You were at 'WOO!'?" He had a semi-angry look on his face. "Tell me you didn't just say that! You went to that club?"
"I did. What's the problem?"
"I used to be a bouncer at that club, but the owner stabbed me in the back!"
"Ric Flair?"
"That's the sucker! His idiot lackeys, Batista and Orton, hatched some plan and used me as their patsy. I was given almost two years for breaking in and entering and attempted grand larceny! It was Shawn Michaels who took me in after that mess. If I were you, I'd stay away from that club and stay away from that girl you met. She's one of them."
"You going to the Hangman tonight?"
"I can't. I have things to do."
"That's cool. I'll see you whenever."
He thought about what Booker said about the club, Ric Flair and Trish. "That doesn't sound like Flair. He seems like a nice guy. He made me feel welcome. His bodyguards didn't look like the kinds that I'd socialize with." Trish came to his mind. "She doesn't sound like a bad person. She was so good to me and took the time to be with me. She can't be one of them." He thought about the other people he met or spotted. "Come to think of it, there appeared to be more criminals in that club than in prison. Maybe I should take up on Booker's advice before placing a foot back into that club."
His cellphone rang after stopped at the gas station to fill his tank. He looked at the phone number. "Hello, Chris."
"Sea Wolf, nice to hear you. I got some bad news and terrible news."
"What would that be?"
"Well, the bad news is one of those guys that you, Spike and Test fought yesterday is still alive and identified you. The terrible news is the Flock has declared war on us and will stop at nothing to destroy every one of us."
"One of those guys lived? I saw them both go down!"
"So did Test and Spike, but Street Ratt survived the gunshot and told Raven about the attack and told him about you as well. The Flock knows of your reputation. He left a message earlier telling us to meet their gang near the abandoned toy factory. We can't use any weapons so it looks like we're gonna have a rumble. Raven told me to leave you out of it, but what he doesn't know will hurt him. Meet me at the lumberyard in two hours and I'll tell you what we're gonna do."
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He knocked on the door of Chris Benoit's office and was let in. "There you are. Here is the plan. While we're fighting those scumbags, I want you to get to the roof of the toy factory and pop some Flock heads." He handed him a sniper rifle. "You said you were in the military, right? I'm sure you know how to use this piece. The rumble will begin in at eleven o'clock. Get to the roof by the time we arrive. I know the Flock will likely bring weapons with them and watch what you shoot."
Another man entered the office. He appeared to be the same age as Benoit. His black hair was worn in a ponytail and had a revolver on his belt. His attire made him look like a modern day gunslinger. "So is this the guy you've been talking about?"
"That's right. Justin, this is Dirk Kimmerman. He's my business partner and he's a sharpshooter. He'll be at the rumble like the rest of us. You can leave whenever. Just remember to be there at eleven."
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Sea Wolf decided not to drive to the toy factory, since many people who lived in the Bowery have identified him as a hired gun for the Wolverines. Before leaving his apartment, he wrapped up the sniper rifle along with some ammunition and stuffed them into a duffel bag. He had to wear something different. He dug through the closet, which held the Goodwill clothing that he had purchased during his stay. He was dressed in all black and slapped on a black knit cap, hoping that nobody could spot him. He put some food and a flask into his duffel bag. He hid a handgun in his coat pocket and slipped on some brass knuckles.
After packing his things, he headed for the subway station and took the long ride to the stop that stood in the Bowery. He slowly left the station and looked around on every corner. The abandoned toy factory was only a ten-minute walk from the station. As he patrolled the section, nobody noticed anything unusual about him. He looked around the factory and found nothing of interest. A company car was parked in front of the staircase that led to the roof, but nothing else. The car was unlocked, so he took a look inside. The only thing he found were the car keys in the glove compartment. He took it and took the staircase to the roof.
He checked his watch. "Twenty minutes early. That'll give me plenty of time to set up." He unloaded his duffel bag and prepped his rifle. There wasn't any time to test the rifle. He saw some Flock members arrive at the scene, waiting for the Wolverines to arrive. He didn't see Raven, Street Ratt, or Justin Credible in the crowd. There were only punks and bums on the field. He took a closer look through his binoculars. They didn't have any weapons. He looked around and saw a few Wolverine Sabres and some flatbed trucks pull into the field. He watched Benoit, Test, Spike, Dirk Kimmerman and other lumberjack looking guys hit the field and charge at the Flock members.
"It's time." Sea Wolf got into position and aimed. The Wolverines were doing a good job against the punks and the bums. He smiled. "They might not be needing my help after all." When the Flock members were beaten down, he spotted another group approaching, along with two other guys charging behind them. They were Street Ratt and the one legged man who attacked him almost a week ago. He aimed and noticed that four out of the fifteen-gang members had a baseball bat, lead pipe or knife in hands. He looked through the scope and fired at the punk who was about to backstab a Wolverine. He continued to fire at the thugs who were armed and let Benoit and his gang take care of the others. Street Ratt and the one legged man were the only Flock members left. Benoit picked up a baseball bat and charged at both men.
Before he could act, a large van pulled in front of the field. The side door opened, releasing ten more thugs. The driver stepped out with a kendo stick in his hand. He was a bald with a goatee and buckteeth. "Street Ratt! Tenacious Z! Get those little guys! I'll take their leader!" The man charged at Benoit while the other punks continued on with the street fight.
Street Ratt and Tenacious Z had Spike cornered, kicking him while he was down. The bald man with the kendo stick whacked Test and Dirk Kimmerman with his weapon and charged at Benoit.
Sea Wolf turned his attention to the corner and fired, watching the bullet pierce the back of Street Ratt's neck. Tenacious Z turned around and moved away from Spike. "Someone's shooting at us!"
Dirk Kimmerman pulled out the derringer he had concealed and fired at some of the henchman but threw it down after realizing that he didn't bring too much ammo with him. Benoit picked up a machete that a punk had been carrying, until taking a headshot, and began slashing at a few bums.
Benoit was given a sweep kick by Tenacious Z and Justin Credible raised his weapon and swatted him across the face with his kendo stick. He was busted open above his eyebrow and crawling to grab a weapon.
Sea Wolf quickly reloaded his rifle and locked his target on Justin Credible. His eyes were a little bit dry, making him misfire, but still heard a scream. The bullet hit Credible in the knee and made him drop his weapon.
Tenacious Z was still stomping on an injured Benoit while Dirk and a few Wolverines left continued to wail on some Flock members. He fired again, hitting Tenacious Z squarely in the chest. Sea Wolf hung his head down for a few seconds after watching the one legged man drop dead. "He was just a kid."
Not only that. There were other things he didn't know about Tenacious Z. This kid named Zach Gowen was once a normal person who is a college graduate and always dreamed of being a professional wrestler. And he was only eight when his leg was amputated because of cancer. He was a good boy until the Flock corrupted him. After that, there was nothing anyone could do. That's something Sea Wolf would never know before or after killing this kid
Chris Benoit picked up the kendo stick and bashed Justin Credible a few times until he stopped moving and then took on the rest. "Dirk! Test and Spike are injured. Get them in the truck!"
"Got it!"
He looked around. "Raven! Where are you?"
Sea Wolf looked around the rooftop as well. "Yeah. Where the hell is he?"
"Looking for someone?" a voice said behind him.
He turned around and saw a man with dreadlocks wearing a kilt and leather jacket standing before him. "There you are!" He aimed.
"Try it, Sea Wolf. You have already caused a ripple in the Raven Effect. You have killed my people and interfered in our business." He walked around the rooftop. "I see that you've become a guardian angel for the Wolverines. You're truly devoted. I promise you that I will no longer interfere in their business. It's you we want and the true horror will begin!" He began to walk away.
Sea Wolf fired while Raven's back was turned but in a few split seconds, he was gone. It was like he just vanished. He took a long look on the other side but saw nothing. Raven was nowhere in sight. "How did he do that? I didn't even hear him hit the ground." He ran back to the other side and saw Benoit and Dirk Kimmerman still standing in the field with all the dead Wolverines and Flock members scattered around them.
He rushed down the staircase and headed for the field. "Guys, I just spotted Raven! He was up on that rooftop the whole time but fled before I could crack a shot at him."
"Do you know which way he went?"
"No, it's like he vanished."
"Shit! It was supposed to end tonight! That coward!"
They all hear something that sounded like a swoop from above. They looked up but didn't see anything. The next sound they heard sounded like the tapping of a Morse code on the torn up concrete. Chris Benoit looked on the ground. He raised his foot and slammed it down hard on the concrete, listening to a loud squish from what scurried across the road. "Stupid rat!"
Sea Wolf put down his sniper rifle. "What are we gonna do? There's a madman out here," he told himself. "We have two injured guys in a truck over there. We shouldn't be standing around by ourselves in the Bowery. Raven could be sending more as we think among ourselves."
"Dirk! Sea Wolf! We shouldn't sit here and wait for Raven to show himself. I want each of you to take one of those Sabres parked and I'll take the truck with Test and Spike. We'll scout this section and rub him out!"
As they headed for their vehicles, Sea Wolf heard something swoop down but was struck in the back before he could turn around. He looked back and saw Dirk pulling himself up. They turned around and saw Raven repeatedly slamming Benoit into a brick wall. The leader of the Flock undid a ten foot chain wrapped around his hand and wrapped it around Chris Benoit's neck.
Dirk fired a shot, hitting Raven's shoulder blade. Sea Wolf charged over the thug and began punching him in the face, but Raven grabbed a hold of him and gave him a DDT. As Dirk approached again, Raven kicked the derringer from his grip and gave him a DDT as well.
Raven picked up a lead pipe that was laying around the field and struck Dirk in the back while he was down and then turned around and struck Chris Benoit in the ribs as he was back on his feet.
Sea Wolf was back up again. He grabbed a brick and tossed it across the field. He screamed, "Direct hit!" as it clocked Raven between the eyes. He ran towards the gang leader and delivered a kick to the head. He grabbed a trashcan, poured out the contents and tossed it at Raven before he could make any more moves. He grabbed a hold of Raven and gave him a DDT of his own. As he stood back up, Raven was still down but kicked him in the groin and gave him a sweep, making him land on his back.
Raven crawled towards him, grabbed his leg and pounded on it as hard as he could. Sea Wolf screamed as this happened. The gang leader pulled out a knife and stabbed him in the same place where he hit him, but Sea Wolf pulled his other leg back and planted the sole of his foot into Raven's face until he let go.
He slowly clawed his way back on his two feet while Raven got up quicker. The freak threw down his knife and grabbed the kendo stick that Justin Credible had used earlier. He struck Sea Wolf in the stomach and the face, but was shocked when he was still standing from the blows.
Sea Wolf charged at Raven and speared him into the wall. He pulled back and rammed his shoulder into Raven's chest. He pulled back again and kept ramming him. Then he lifted the Flock's leader above his shoulders and threw him against a guard rail that was leaning against the wall.
Chris Benoit and Dirk Kimmerman were up once again, even after taking a nasty beating and surprised to see their hired gun still up after taking worse than what they received. They each grabbed their guns and aimed straight for Raven's skull as he was looking up at the dark skies.
"Wait a minute!" Sea Wolf yelled. "Don't kill him!"
"What the fuck!? What the fuck is your problem? He tried to kill us all!" Dirk yelled.
"I know, but I can handle this shit!" He approached the fallen gang leader. "Listen to me closely. Don't think you had me fooled when you were hiding on the rooftop, watching the fight. We knew you weren't present and you expected me to leave the scene so you could finish the job." He heard some moaning from behind them. Justin Credible was still moving, but wounded. "If you know what's good for you, the two of you should leave town while you have the chance! You have caused enough trouble in this city!" He looked back at Dirk and Benoit. "You guys look terrible. You might want to get a doctor. I'll take care of the rest."
"What's it to you?" Raven said blankly.
"Nothing. And if I see you or your little friends around my neighborhood or hear about you hurting any of my friends, I will see that you're dead at my hands!" Benoit and Dirk jumped into the flatbed truck with Spike and Test and left the scene. He headed for the Wolverine gang car, without looking back at Raven and headed home.
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Five days had passed. Sea Wolf had taken it easy during that time, only watching daytime television and eating take out food. Jerry Lynn had dropped by and was watching a B-movie marathon on the Sci-Fi network.
"Are you becoming a mole or something?" Jerry asked.
"Why do you say that?"
"You're eating nothing but fast food, you stink really bad and this house is a wreck. Face it. You're a slob."
"Who cares? I might as well give my notice and leave town."
"Don't say that. You've been doing as it is. You still have friends, you have enough money to get by and you mentioned that you met a really nice chick that might have some interest in you. Stop being so down on yourself." He gobbled up the chicken wings on his place. "I have to get going. The radio station isn't going to run itself."
In less than a minute after Jerry left, his pager went off. "That's odd. Everyone knows I have a cellphone." He looked at it. It was from the Wolverines again. He dialed the number slowly and waited for an answer. "Please keep ringing so I can just hang up."
"Hello there, Sea Wolf," Chris Benoit responded. "It's been almost a week."
"What do you want?"
"Why so glum? You forgot to drop by and pick up your payment for the job a few nights ago."
"You mean you aren't pissed off at me?"
"No, ever since the rumble, the Flock hasn't even been near my lumberyard and my employees haven't had trouble with any of them. I think Raven left town for real. You did good."
"How are the others?"
"They're alright. Spike and Test were in the hospital but weren't seriously injured. Dirk had to leave town due to a family emergency. Other than that, everything's okay. Feel free to drop in and pick up your reward."
"Thanks and if you wanna drop by and the Hangman for a beer or anything like that, let me know. It'll be on me."
Disclaimer: Selected superstars in this story are property of the WWE, NWA- TNA and XPW. All rights reserved. Other superstars listed: Sea Wolf, Arkuss Blackburn, Dirk Kimmerman and Street Ratt are property of the author Dave Scott. Please e-mail me at bender_hkw@lycos.com for permission to use any of my characters. I mean it. I would also like to thank Rockstar Games and the creators of the Grand Theft Auto Series for deeply influencing this story.
(Saskatchewan Street Fight)
Justin spent most of the day touring the city. He stopped at a few gifts shops and browsed at a shopping mall for a few hours, but didn't buy anything. Besides spending the last few weeks, stealing cars and killing gangs, this was the only day when he got do nothing important.
Before going home, he stopped at Ethyl Mae's Diner deciding to give it a try. He wolfed down a cheeseburger, fresh cut French fries, some cherry pie and a glass of iced tea. He bumped into Booker T on his way out.
"Hey, Justin. I haven't seen you in awhile. What are you up to?"
"It's only been two or three days, but it's okay. Just doing some odd jobs and I met some hot chick at 'WOO!' a few evenings ago. Her name's Trish and she works as a bartender at the club."
"You were at 'WOO!'?" He had a semi-angry look on his face. "Tell me you didn't just say that! You went to that club?"
"I did. What's the problem?"
"I used to be a bouncer at that club, but the owner stabbed me in the back!"
"Ric Flair?"
"That's the sucker! His idiot lackeys, Batista and Orton, hatched some plan and used me as their patsy. I was given almost two years for breaking in and entering and attempted grand larceny! It was Shawn Michaels who took me in after that mess. If I were you, I'd stay away from that club and stay away from that girl you met. She's one of them."
"You going to the Hangman tonight?"
"I can't. I have things to do."
"That's cool. I'll see you whenever."
He thought about what Booker said about the club, Ric Flair and Trish. "That doesn't sound like Flair. He seems like a nice guy. He made me feel welcome. His bodyguards didn't look like the kinds that I'd socialize with." Trish came to his mind. "She doesn't sound like a bad person. She was so good to me and took the time to be with me. She can't be one of them." He thought about the other people he met or spotted. "Come to think of it, there appeared to be more criminals in that club than in prison. Maybe I should take up on Booker's advice before placing a foot back into that club."
His cellphone rang after stopped at the gas station to fill his tank. He looked at the phone number. "Hello, Chris."
"Sea Wolf, nice to hear you. I got some bad news and terrible news."
"What would that be?"
"Well, the bad news is one of those guys that you, Spike and Test fought yesterday is still alive and identified you. The terrible news is the Flock has declared war on us and will stop at nothing to destroy every one of us."
"One of those guys lived? I saw them both go down!"
"So did Test and Spike, but Street Ratt survived the gunshot and told Raven about the attack and told him about you as well. The Flock knows of your reputation. He left a message earlier telling us to meet their gang near the abandoned toy factory. We can't use any weapons so it looks like we're gonna have a rumble. Raven told me to leave you out of it, but what he doesn't know will hurt him. Meet me at the lumberyard in two hours and I'll tell you what we're gonna do."
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He knocked on the door of Chris Benoit's office and was let in. "There you are. Here is the plan. While we're fighting those scumbags, I want you to get to the roof of the toy factory and pop some Flock heads." He handed him a sniper rifle. "You said you were in the military, right? I'm sure you know how to use this piece. The rumble will begin in at eleven o'clock. Get to the roof by the time we arrive. I know the Flock will likely bring weapons with them and watch what you shoot."
Another man entered the office. He appeared to be the same age as Benoit. His black hair was worn in a ponytail and had a revolver on his belt. His attire made him look like a modern day gunslinger. "So is this the guy you've been talking about?"
"That's right. Justin, this is Dirk Kimmerman. He's my business partner and he's a sharpshooter. He'll be at the rumble like the rest of us. You can leave whenever. Just remember to be there at eleven."
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Sea Wolf decided not to drive to the toy factory, since many people who lived in the Bowery have identified him as a hired gun for the Wolverines. Before leaving his apartment, he wrapped up the sniper rifle along with some ammunition and stuffed them into a duffel bag. He had to wear something different. He dug through the closet, which held the Goodwill clothing that he had purchased during his stay. He was dressed in all black and slapped on a black knit cap, hoping that nobody could spot him. He put some food and a flask into his duffel bag. He hid a handgun in his coat pocket and slipped on some brass knuckles.
After packing his things, he headed for the subway station and took the long ride to the stop that stood in the Bowery. He slowly left the station and looked around on every corner. The abandoned toy factory was only a ten-minute walk from the station. As he patrolled the section, nobody noticed anything unusual about him. He looked around the factory and found nothing of interest. A company car was parked in front of the staircase that led to the roof, but nothing else. The car was unlocked, so he took a look inside. The only thing he found were the car keys in the glove compartment. He took it and took the staircase to the roof.
He checked his watch. "Twenty minutes early. That'll give me plenty of time to set up." He unloaded his duffel bag and prepped his rifle. There wasn't any time to test the rifle. He saw some Flock members arrive at the scene, waiting for the Wolverines to arrive. He didn't see Raven, Street Ratt, or Justin Credible in the crowd. There were only punks and bums on the field. He took a closer look through his binoculars. They didn't have any weapons. He looked around and saw a few Wolverine Sabres and some flatbed trucks pull into the field. He watched Benoit, Test, Spike, Dirk Kimmerman and other lumberjack looking guys hit the field and charge at the Flock members.
"It's time." Sea Wolf got into position and aimed. The Wolverines were doing a good job against the punks and the bums. He smiled. "They might not be needing my help after all." When the Flock members were beaten down, he spotted another group approaching, along with two other guys charging behind them. They were Street Ratt and the one legged man who attacked him almost a week ago. He aimed and noticed that four out of the fifteen-gang members had a baseball bat, lead pipe or knife in hands. He looked through the scope and fired at the punk who was about to backstab a Wolverine. He continued to fire at the thugs who were armed and let Benoit and his gang take care of the others. Street Ratt and the one legged man were the only Flock members left. Benoit picked up a baseball bat and charged at both men.
Before he could act, a large van pulled in front of the field. The side door opened, releasing ten more thugs. The driver stepped out with a kendo stick in his hand. He was a bald with a goatee and buckteeth. "Street Ratt! Tenacious Z! Get those little guys! I'll take their leader!" The man charged at Benoit while the other punks continued on with the street fight.
Street Ratt and Tenacious Z had Spike cornered, kicking him while he was down. The bald man with the kendo stick whacked Test and Dirk Kimmerman with his weapon and charged at Benoit.
Sea Wolf turned his attention to the corner and fired, watching the bullet pierce the back of Street Ratt's neck. Tenacious Z turned around and moved away from Spike. "Someone's shooting at us!"
Dirk Kimmerman pulled out the derringer he had concealed and fired at some of the henchman but threw it down after realizing that he didn't bring too much ammo with him. Benoit picked up a machete that a punk had been carrying, until taking a headshot, and began slashing at a few bums.
Benoit was given a sweep kick by Tenacious Z and Justin Credible raised his weapon and swatted him across the face with his kendo stick. He was busted open above his eyebrow and crawling to grab a weapon.
Sea Wolf quickly reloaded his rifle and locked his target on Justin Credible. His eyes were a little bit dry, making him misfire, but still heard a scream. The bullet hit Credible in the knee and made him drop his weapon.
Tenacious Z was still stomping on an injured Benoit while Dirk and a few Wolverines left continued to wail on some Flock members. He fired again, hitting Tenacious Z squarely in the chest. Sea Wolf hung his head down for a few seconds after watching the one legged man drop dead. "He was just a kid."
Not only that. There were other things he didn't know about Tenacious Z. This kid named Zach Gowen was once a normal person who is a college graduate and always dreamed of being a professional wrestler. And he was only eight when his leg was amputated because of cancer. He was a good boy until the Flock corrupted him. After that, there was nothing anyone could do. That's something Sea Wolf would never know before or after killing this kid
Chris Benoit picked up the kendo stick and bashed Justin Credible a few times until he stopped moving and then took on the rest. "Dirk! Test and Spike are injured. Get them in the truck!"
"Got it!"
He looked around. "Raven! Where are you?"
Sea Wolf looked around the rooftop as well. "Yeah. Where the hell is he?"
"Looking for someone?" a voice said behind him.
He turned around and saw a man with dreadlocks wearing a kilt and leather jacket standing before him. "There you are!" He aimed.
"Try it, Sea Wolf. You have already caused a ripple in the Raven Effect. You have killed my people and interfered in our business." He walked around the rooftop. "I see that you've become a guardian angel for the Wolverines. You're truly devoted. I promise you that I will no longer interfere in their business. It's you we want and the true horror will begin!" He began to walk away.
Sea Wolf fired while Raven's back was turned but in a few split seconds, he was gone. It was like he just vanished. He took a long look on the other side but saw nothing. Raven was nowhere in sight. "How did he do that? I didn't even hear him hit the ground." He ran back to the other side and saw Benoit and Dirk Kimmerman still standing in the field with all the dead Wolverines and Flock members scattered around them.
He rushed down the staircase and headed for the field. "Guys, I just spotted Raven! He was up on that rooftop the whole time but fled before I could crack a shot at him."
"Do you know which way he went?"
"No, it's like he vanished."
"Shit! It was supposed to end tonight! That coward!"
They all hear something that sounded like a swoop from above. They looked up but didn't see anything. The next sound they heard sounded like the tapping of a Morse code on the torn up concrete. Chris Benoit looked on the ground. He raised his foot and slammed it down hard on the concrete, listening to a loud squish from what scurried across the road. "Stupid rat!"
Sea Wolf put down his sniper rifle. "What are we gonna do? There's a madman out here," he told himself. "We have two injured guys in a truck over there. We shouldn't be standing around by ourselves in the Bowery. Raven could be sending more as we think among ourselves."
"Dirk! Sea Wolf! We shouldn't sit here and wait for Raven to show himself. I want each of you to take one of those Sabres parked and I'll take the truck with Test and Spike. We'll scout this section and rub him out!"
As they headed for their vehicles, Sea Wolf heard something swoop down but was struck in the back before he could turn around. He looked back and saw Dirk pulling himself up. They turned around and saw Raven repeatedly slamming Benoit into a brick wall. The leader of the Flock undid a ten foot chain wrapped around his hand and wrapped it around Chris Benoit's neck.
Dirk fired a shot, hitting Raven's shoulder blade. Sea Wolf charged over the thug and began punching him in the face, but Raven grabbed a hold of him and gave him a DDT. As Dirk approached again, Raven kicked the derringer from his grip and gave him a DDT as well.
Raven picked up a lead pipe that was laying around the field and struck Dirk in the back while he was down and then turned around and struck Chris Benoit in the ribs as he was back on his feet.
Sea Wolf was back up again. He grabbed a brick and tossed it across the field. He screamed, "Direct hit!" as it clocked Raven between the eyes. He ran towards the gang leader and delivered a kick to the head. He grabbed a trashcan, poured out the contents and tossed it at Raven before he could make any more moves. He grabbed a hold of Raven and gave him a DDT of his own. As he stood back up, Raven was still down but kicked him in the groin and gave him a sweep, making him land on his back.
Raven crawled towards him, grabbed his leg and pounded on it as hard as he could. Sea Wolf screamed as this happened. The gang leader pulled out a knife and stabbed him in the same place where he hit him, but Sea Wolf pulled his other leg back and planted the sole of his foot into Raven's face until he let go.
He slowly clawed his way back on his two feet while Raven got up quicker. The freak threw down his knife and grabbed the kendo stick that Justin Credible had used earlier. He struck Sea Wolf in the stomach and the face, but was shocked when he was still standing from the blows.
Sea Wolf charged at Raven and speared him into the wall. He pulled back and rammed his shoulder into Raven's chest. He pulled back again and kept ramming him. Then he lifted the Flock's leader above his shoulders and threw him against a guard rail that was leaning against the wall.
Chris Benoit and Dirk Kimmerman were up once again, even after taking a nasty beating and surprised to see their hired gun still up after taking worse than what they received. They each grabbed their guns and aimed straight for Raven's skull as he was looking up at the dark skies.
"Wait a minute!" Sea Wolf yelled. "Don't kill him!"
"What the fuck!? What the fuck is your problem? He tried to kill us all!" Dirk yelled.
"I know, but I can handle this shit!" He approached the fallen gang leader. "Listen to me closely. Don't think you had me fooled when you were hiding on the rooftop, watching the fight. We knew you weren't present and you expected me to leave the scene so you could finish the job." He heard some moaning from behind them. Justin Credible was still moving, but wounded. "If you know what's good for you, the two of you should leave town while you have the chance! You have caused enough trouble in this city!" He looked back at Dirk and Benoit. "You guys look terrible. You might want to get a doctor. I'll take care of the rest."
"What's it to you?" Raven said blankly.
"Nothing. And if I see you or your little friends around my neighborhood or hear about you hurting any of my friends, I will see that you're dead at my hands!" Benoit and Dirk jumped into the flatbed truck with Spike and Test and left the scene. He headed for the Wolverine gang car, without looking back at Raven and headed home.
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Five days had passed. Sea Wolf had taken it easy during that time, only watching daytime television and eating take out food. Jerry Lynn had dropped by and was watching a B-movie marathon on the Sci-Fi network.
"Are you becoming a mole or something?" Jerry asked.
"Why do you say that?"
"You're eating nothing but fast food, you stink really bad and this house is a wreck. Face it. You're a slob."
"Who cares? I might as well give my notice and leave town."
"Don't say that. You've been doing as it is. You still have friends, you have enough money to get by and you mentioned that you met a really nice chick that might have some interest in you. Stop being so down on yourself." He gobbled up the chicken wings on his place. "I have to get going. The radio station isn't going to run itself."
In less than a minute after Jerry left, his pager went off. "That's odd. Everyone knows I have a cellphone." He looked at it. It was from the Wolverines again. He dialed the number slowly and waited for an answer. "Please keep ringing so I can just hang up."
"Hello there, Sea Wolf," Chris Benoit responded. "It's been almost a week."
"What do you want?"
"Why so glum? You forgot to drop by and pick up your payment for the job a few nights ago."
"You mean you aren't pissed off at me?"
"No, ever since the rumble, the Flock hasn't even been near my lumberyard and my employees haven't had trouble with any of them. I think Raven left town for real. You did good."
"How are the others?"
"They're alright. Spike and Test were in the hospital but weren't seriously injured. Dirk had to leave town due to a family emergency. Other than that, everything's okay. Feel free to drop in and pick up your reward."
"Thanks and if you wanna drop by and the Hangman for a beer or anything like that, let me know. It'll be on me."