Note: This chapter of Evolution:Nitro City continues on after the mission,
Back In Black. I apologize for dragging on in the last chapter. I'll try to
cut to the chase in this one.
Disclaimer: Selected superstars are property of the WWE, NWA-TNA, and XPW. Peroxwhygen is property of WWE superstar Jeff Hardy. All rights reserved. Nodrog is property of an unidentified individual on 411wrestling.com. I don't know who you are but I want to thank you.
Other superstars listed in this chapter: Sea Wolf, Arkuss Blackburn, The Mullet, Slug, Vera, Garcia, Snatch, Lash, Genevieve and Whitman Sakazaki are property of the author, Dave Scott. Please e-mail me at bender_hkw@lycos.com for permission to use any of these characters. I mean it.
Also I would like to thank Rockstar Games and the creators of the Grand Theft Auto series for deeply influencing this idea of a story.
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(Stone Cold Crazy)
Sea Wolf called Trish up and asked her to meet him at a local bar where none of their friends were familiar. As he sat across from her, he could see how sad-eyed she was. He knew she was going to say something that he didn't want to hear.
"Justin, you're gonna have to tell me the truth. Exactly what happened at that concert a few nights ago? I saw you and your two friends cuffed and taken in. Is there something you're not telling me?"
"Yes," he took a deep breath. "I'm a mercenary. I work for a guy named Nash. He's had trouble with some gang called the Creepers for years. He wanted my friends and I to get some dirt off that gang, but the owner caught me listening in on a conversation.
"It's kind of a long story, but I'll make it short. About a month ago, a friend of mine named John Jones called me up and told me about a job to get some quick cash. No, it wasn't a heist or a kidnapping. We had to delivery some contents to a certain place. During the pick-up, the buyer refused to part with the payment and killed my friend, but I managed to escape. I did make a few friends though and have been performing odd jobs to make ends meet."
"You were doing all this just to make some cash? Is that all that matters to you? I thought you were different!" She began to walk away.
"It's not what you think! I was trying to earn enough to get a friend of mine out of jail! He's been wrongfully accused of conspiracy and I know a good lawyer who can get him out of this jam. That's all I was doing. Just helping a good cause."
Trish turned back around. "I believe you," her voice broke, "but I don't know if I can accept any of this. I've seen enough crooks in this city and at my workplace. I don't think I want anything to do with you anymore. Goodbye." Then she walked away.
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He was sitting at the Hangman that evening, nursing a few beers and not paying attention to anyone or anything. Jamie Noble approached him.
"Why are you so down?"
"Well, I met some woman named Trish. We were at the Peroxwhygen concert down at the Brood. Only to investigate, but Booker, Rob and I were arrested. She asked me what it was all about and I told her everything. This upset her pretty badly and she told me that she didn't want to see me again."
"That sucks!" He turned to the pool tables. "How about this? My Nidia can cheer you up. Only a few hours with her, and you'll forget about Trish."
"No thanks."
The doors to the bar busted open. Bradshaw had a shotgun in his hand, looking like he went through a battlefield. "Guys, you've gotta come quick!"
"What is it?" Nash said, across the bar.
"It's the Creepers! They got Austin and they're gonna string him up in two hours or so. They're holding him at the Brood!"
Him and Nash looked at Sea Wolf. "You haven't failed any of us. Go get a fast vehicle, some firearms and meet us there. I'm sending my guys. The Regulators will back you up too!"
Sea Wolf put down his beer and got up from the barstool. "I have nothing else to live for. Consider it done!"
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He stopped at Hank Brenner's lot and decided to take a Samson for the showdown. Then he stopped at the weapon shop, purchasing a thousand dollars worth of weapons and ammunition. He loaded his Colt .45 and rested the sniper rifle that Chris Benoit had given him in the passenger side and headed for the Bahamut section.
About a dozen motorcycles and trucks sped through this rough neighborhood. He followed them to their destination and spotted a Longhorn in the crowd as well. "Bradshaw's here too. It must be serious."
A scaffold with a noose was set up in front of the Brood. Minister James Mitchell was standing on the scaffold with an evil grin on his face. His bodyguards, Brian Lee and Slash had the captive in a hold and placed the noose around his neck. There was a mob of Creepers standing before the scaffold, screaming for the execution to proceed.
Minister James Mitchell threw his arms out to the crowd. "Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. Tonight we will make history in here Nitro City. We have captured one of our oppressors. STONE COLD STEVE AUSTIN! After all these years, your leader Lash courageously captured Stone Cold single- handed. This is a man who they say is unstoppable! A man who defies authority! A man who has been a virus to our community! A man who was been a threat to our people! A man who has plagued our unholy alliance! But tonight, our devoted followers will finally see the demise of this filthy rattlesnake. It comes to an end. Tonight this snake, Stone Cold Steve Austin, will hang by his neck until he is dead.dead.DEAD!" The Creepers rejoiced.
"Just a filibuster," Sea Wolf told himself. He checked his watch. "11:55. He wants the noose released at midnight sharp. Well, that's not going to happen." He looked into the crowd of motorcycles and trucks. Bradshaw jumped out of his Longhorn and signaled the Regulators to fire at will. James Storm and Chris Harris were at his side. Vera, Garcia, Jamie Noble, Chris Hamrick, the Griever, the Mullet and Slug were among the crowd.
James Mitchell looked on and spotted the Regulators standing before his people. His eyes filled with fire. "The oppressors! Heretics! Kill them!"
"We have the place surrounded, devil man!" Bradshaw yelled. "Regulators, shoot to kill!" They began to fire before the Creepers could.
Members of the Creepers and the Regulators began to drop dead. Sea Wolf had parked his car behind the rest of the vehicles and jumped into the bed of the Samson. He equipped his sniper rifle and aimed toward the scaffold.
Minister James Mitchell looked at his bodyguards angrily. "Don't just stand there and stare! Go out there and kill those bikers and those inbred hicks!" He looked on into the crowd and spotted Bradshaw planting shotgun shells into the Gothic followers. "Start with that cowboy!" Brian Lee and Slash jumped from the scaffold and began fighting their way through the gunfire. The evil so-called minister eyed Austin who was struggling to get loose. "Your time is up!" He pulled the switch and watched the captive began to dangle. The Creepers set it up so Austin would die a slow choking death instead of an instant one.
Sea Wolf moved to a different target. He nervously lined with the rope. "I have faith in you, Lord." He squeezed the trigger and watched the rope break. He turned the rifle into another direction and fired again. The bullet flew across the rioting streets and pierced Father Mitchell's forehead. He put down the rifle, grabbed his new M-60 and ran into the crowd. He cut into the crowd and fired nearly hundreds of rounds at anything with pale skin and dressed in all black. He ducked behind a few vehicles, fired a few times and took cover. A few bodies fell next to him, but he kept moving.
Slash and Brian Lee dodged the gunfire and fired back, killing rednecks and even shooting Creepers to get to Bradshaw. A horde of Regulators blocked their path, but they open fired and cut them down. Some of Austin's bootleggers got some leverage and got closer to Mitchell's bodyguards. The long gunfight continued. The two disciples were the ones getting the upper hand killing Vera, Slug and the Mullet. Chris Hamrick rushed to Austin and cut him loose. Brian Lee turned around and shot him in the back. "And another one dies!" He turned back into his main target and pounced on Bradshaw and started beating him down.
Chris Harris and James Storm came from out of the shadows and started wailing on those cretins. Brian tossed James head first through the window of a car and then struck him in the back with a crowbar until he was down. Slash wrapped some chains around his hands and gave Chris a few jabs and then gave him a power bomb to the concrete. He pulled himself back up as Slash was standing there laughing, waiting to throw another punch. Chris Harris waited for Slash to charge and gave him a kick to the face. He grabbed hold of the bald, crazy eyed Creeper and tossed him against the scaffold. Slash charged again. Chris Harris jumped up and kicked him in the chest. This time, Slash went into a loose piece of wood, getting impaled through the back.
James Storm came to and saw Brian Lee pinning Bradshaw to the ground with his foot and pointing the barrel of the rancher's shotgun to his face. He knew him and Chris wouldn't have enough time to get to him.
Sea Wolf leapt from his hiding place and stared at Brian Lee in the face, but kept his hunting rifle down. "Brian, don't do this. You used to work this guy who you're about to kill. I don't know why you turned to these monsters like Lash or Minister Mitchell, but they're using you. You've been corrupted. Put the gun down!" Brian Lee crammed the barrel against Bradshaw, but hesitant to fire. Sea Wolf put down his rifle. "I'm unarmed. Just throw down your weapon and walk away. That's all I ask. I don't know what Bradshaw did to piss you off but we can negotiate."
"There isn't a way," Brian Lee responded. "There's nothing any of you can do." He stepped off Bradshaw and pointed the gun out of Bradshaw's direction. "It's too late!" The bodyguard pointed the barrel to his own chin and pulled the trigger without hesitation. Sea Wolf almost jumped out of his skin when seeing Brian's head explode. He helped up Bradshaw and returned to the battlefield.
The remaining Creepers were beginning to flee the scene. Bradshaw's right hand men gave each other a high five. "We got them! The Creepers are dead!" The Regulators rejoiced. Bradshaw and Sea Wolf helped the wounded Austin into the Longhorn. As others were celebrating, a beautiful woman stood next to the scaffold. She was holding a thin object that looked like a pipe. A wave of fire exploded into the streets. Both Chris Harris and James Storm were screaming as the flames consumed them.
"It's Belladonna!" Jamie Noble screamed.
This beautiful but evil woman jumped into a limo that was parked next to the club and split. Sea Wolf headed for the Samson he borrowed, but Bradshaw held him back. "Don't take that vehicle." He looked at his watch. "Another one will be here right about..now." He wasn't kidding.
A linerunner truck with no hitch stopped before them. Kevin Nash jumped out and threw him a set of keys. "I figured that this one would suit you."
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Even though his truck was slow, he was still able to catch up with the limousine Belladonna was escaping in. He hit the gas and smashed into the back of the vehicle. He continued to ram it in hopes of knocking it off the road, but it wasn't working too well.
The back window came down. The evil woman pointed her weapon out of the window and began to scorch the truck. Sea Wolf kept his windows up and kept moving. He made a sharp turn and drilled into the side of the limousine. He stopped the truck and let the limo go ahead of him. He stomped on the gas pedal again, shifted gear and rammed into the other side of the limo, making it spin into the middle of the street.
He jumped out of the linerunner and started firing. The limo caught fire and Belladonna crawled out of the vehicle and dashed into an alley. "Hiding in an alley, huh?" He put away his empty assault rifle and grabbed his trusty Colt .45. "She doesn't stand a chance." He followed her into the alley and saw her leaning against a wall. He aimed straight for her heart as she gazed into his eyes. She wasn't even afraid.
Belladonna walked seductively toward him. "You're not really gonna shoot me, are you? You're such a strong man." She was close enough to put her arms around him. "Why would you want to kill a beautiful woman like me? I'm gentler than you think. It's not too late to forgive and forget."
"That's a lie, you succubus! Get on your knees and take it like a woman!"
"A cocky one I see. I'll consider it if you put your gun away."
"That's not what I meant!"
"I guess you leave me no choice. You've got me and I'll pay for my sins." Some heavy footsteps commenced down the alley. A large arm flew across Sea Wolf's face, throwing him to the ground. "Forget it. You'll be the one paying."
Sea Wolf looked up and saw a seven foot tall man with a blonde Mohawk, tattoos on his chest and arms and wore a chain for a belt on his biker type clothing.
Belladonna looked back as she walked away from the alley. "The Wall will be your playmate. Have fun."
Jerry 'The Wall' Tuite grabbed hold of Sea Wolf as he was getting up. He was smashed against the walls and received fists as big as soup bones across his face. He brandished his gun, but was kicked in the ribs. The angry Goth kicked to gun out of his hand and charged over him.
Sea Wolf was crawling towards his gun but was grabbed by the leg. The Wall lifted him up and hurled him into a pile of carbon. He rushed to the mercenary and picked him up by the neck. He was lifted with one hand and lifted from the ground.
The Wall waited for a few seconds and slammed him to the concrete. He could hardly move. He looked into the sky and all around him. It looked like he was about to die. The giant man grabbed one leg and started dragging him into the street. He began to walk away, leaving him in the middle of the road but turned around and stomped on him a few times. He walked away again and picked up a cinder block. He held it high and threw it on Sea Wolf's chest.
Sea Wolf was gasping for air as this was going on. He heard a noise that sounded like a foghorn and some bright lights coming his way. The Wall jumped from the speeding vehicle and walked back to his broken prey. He looked at the vehicle for a minute before suffering some more. It was a Mountaineer.
He could hear a loud clank before the Wall could lay another hand on him. A shadowy figure whacked the giant constantly with a crowbar. It was Austin.
The raging redneck kicked the Wall in the stomach and gave him a stunner. He got up from the ground instantly. Stone Cold sprang on him and began punching him at the speed of a tommygun firing. The giant threw him off and got up again.
Austin gave him a second stunner when he was up. He threw him into the brick wall and stomped him into the ground. Sea Wolf was beginning to have feeling in his arms and legs again, but was still hurting like hell.
He ran back to the alley to retrieve his gun. He went back to the fighting scene. "Austin! Get out of the way! I need a clear shot!"
Austin ignored him and continued to stomp and kick the Creepers' bone breaker. The Wall managed to take the blows and gave Austin a flying headbutt.
The redneck flew ten feet across the street, but was up in three seconds and charged back. The monster gave him a massive clothesline. Then he kicked Austin in the stomach and pulled the him off the ground, but Austin retaliated kicking him back and grabbing in a headlock and ready to give him a third stunner.
He broke out and pushed him into the wall. Sea Wolf charged and gave the Creeper a mighty spear attack as he grabbed Austin by the neck. Him and Austin started stomping on their attacker, hoping to wear him out. He knocked them off him and grabbed them both by their throats, chokeslamming them at the same time. He approached Stone Cold's vehicle. They knew what he was up to.
They both slowly got up as he opened the door. Sea Wolf fired non- stop, but didn't seem to hit anything. More gunshots rang out around them.
"What the hell?" Austin yelled.
The gunfire only came from one direction. It stopped for a few seconds and went off again. The Wall fell against the Mountaineer and let out a few brief yells. He was still moving and approaching the gunfire. Both men stood back, waiting for the shooter to show itself.
He was a gray-eyed rustic looking man. It was the Griever, the mute rancher. He continued shooting until he was up close against the biggest Creeper. He kicked the large Creeper against the side of the Mountaineer and gave one final shot.
Austin began to laugh. "It's over."
"Not yet," Sea Wolf told him. "Their leader wasn't present tonight. Lash is still out there."
"His enforcers are dead. Now let's get out of this sorry ass neighborhood before any more of these Addams Family rejects show up." The three of them jumped into the Mountaineer and headed back to the ranch.
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They were deep in the fields of Bradshaw's ranch. Bradshaw and Nash handed the remaining gang members a shovel and some lime.
Austin looked at the holes that were being dug and then looked at the bodies that were placed in a row on a flatbed truck. "We lost some good people. It's too bad they had to go this way. They lost their lives to save me. Honestly, I can say they died a heroic death."
"How's Hamrick doing by the way?" Sea Wolf asked him.
"Well, he's in the barn right now. Bradshaw asked his old lady to yank the bullet from his back and stitch him up and he'll be good as new."
Griever looked at the bodies that were placed in their graves before filling the holes. He looked at the first two. Those bodies were burnt to crisp. Those who weren't in battle couldn't identify them, but he knew who they were. His best friends, Chris Harris and James Storm. Gone forever. He drew his gun and started walking away.
Bradshaw saw tears running down his face as he was leaving the field. He had never seen the Griever act emotional in his life. "I think he'll be okay. We'll get those sons a bitches."
"Believe me. We'll find a way."
Disclaimer: Selected superstars are property of the WWE, NWA-TNA, and XPW. Peroxwhygen is property of WWE superstar Jeff Hardy. All rights reserved. Nodrog is property of an unidentified individual on 411wrestling.com. I don't know who you are but I want to thank you.
Other superstars listed in this chapter: Sea Wolf, Arkuss Blackburn, The Mullet, Slug, Vera, Garcia, Snatch, Lash, Genevieve and Whitman Sakazaki are property of the author, Dave Scott. Please e-mail me at bender_hkw@lycos.com for permission to use any of these characters. I mean it.
Also I would like to thank Rockstar Games and the creators of the Grand Theft Auto series for deeply influencing this idea of a story.
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(Stone Cold Crazy)
Sea Wolf called Trish up and asked her to meet him at a local bar where none of their friends were familiar. As he sat across from her, he could see how sad-eyed she was. He knew she was going to say something that he didn't want to hear.
"Justin, you're gonna have to tell me the truth. Exactly what happened at that concert a few nights ago? I saw you and your two friends cuffed and taken in. Is there something you're not telling me?"
"Yes," he took a deep breath. "I'm a mercenary. I work for a guy named Nash. He's had trouble with some gang called the Creepers for years. He wanted my friends and I to get some dirt off that gang, but the owner caught me listening in on a conversation.
"It's kind of a long story, but I'll make it short. About a month ago, a friend of mine named John Jones called me up and told me about a job to get some quick cash. No, it wasn't a heist or a kidnapping. We had to delivery some contents to a certain place. During the pick-up, the buyer refused to part with the payment and killed my friend, but I managed to escape. I did make a few friends though and have been performing odd jobs to make ends meet."
"You were doing all this just to make some cash? Is that all that matters to you? I thought you were different!" She began to walk away.
"It's not what you think! I was trying to earn enough to get a friend of mine out of jail! He's been wrongfully accused of conspiracy and I know a good lawyer who can get him out of this jam. That's all I was doing. Just helping a good cause."
Trish turned back around. "I believe you," her voice broke, "but I don't know if I can accept any of this. I've seen enough crooks in this city and at my workplace. I don't think I want anything to do with you anymore. Goodbye." Then she walked away.
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He was sitting at the Hangman that evening, nursing a few beers and not paying attention to anyone or anything. Jamie Noble approached him.
"Why are you so down?"
"Well, I met some woman named Trish. We were at the Peroxwhygen concert down at the Brood. Only to investigate, but Booker, Rob and I were arrested. She asked me what it was all about and I told her everything. This upset her pretty badly and she told me that she didn't want to see me again."
"That sucks!" He turned to the pool tables. "How about this? My Nidia can cheer you up. Only a few hours with her, and you'll forget about Trish."
"No thanks."
The doors to the bar busted open. Bradshaw had a shotgun in his hand, looking like he went through a battlefield. "Guys, you've gotta come quick!"
"What is it?" Nash said, across the bar.
"It's the Creepers! They got Austin and they're gonna string him up in two hours or so. They're holding him at the Brood!"
Him and Nash looked at Sea Wolf. "You haven't failed any of us. Go get a fast vehicle, some firearms and meet us there. I'm sending my guys. The Regulators will back you up too!"
Sea Wolf put down his beer and got up from the barstool. "I have nothing else to live for. Consider it done!"
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He stopped at Hank Brenner's lot and decided to take a Samson for the showdown. Then he stopped at the weapon shop, purchasing a thousand dollars worth of weapons and ammunition. He loaded his Colt .45 and rested the sniper rifle that Chris Benoit had given him in the passenger side and headed for the Bahamut section.
About a dozen motorcycles and trucks sped through this rough neighborhood. He followed them to their destination and spotted a Longhorn in the crowd as well. "Bradshaw's here too. It must be serious."
A scaffold with a noose was set up in front of the Brood. Minister James Mitchell was standing on the scaffold with an evil grin on his face. His bodyguards, Brian Lee and Slash had the captive in a hold and placed the noose around his neck. There was a mob of Creepers standing before the scaffold, screaming for the execution to proceed.
Minister James Mitchell threw his arms out to the crowd. "Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. Tonight we will make history in here Nitro City. We have captured one of our oppressors. STONE COLD STEVE AUSTIN! After all these years, your leader Lash courageously captured Stone Cold single- handed. This is a man who they say is unstoppable! A man who defies authority! A man who has been a virus to our community! A man who was been a threat to our people! A man who has plagued our unholy alliance! But tonight, our devoted followers will finally see the demise of this filthy rattlesnake. It comes to an end. Tonight this snake, Stone Cold Steve Austin, will hang by his neck until he is dead.dead.DEAD!" The Creepers rejoiced.
"Just a filibuster," Sea Wolf told himself. He checked his watch. "11:55. He wants the noose released at midnight sharp. Well, that's not going to happen." He looked into the crowd of motorcycles and trucks. Bradshaw jumped out of his Longhorn and signaled the Regulators to fire at will. James Storm and Chris Harris were at his side. Vera, Garcia, Jamie Noble, Chris Hamrick, the Griever, the Mullet and Slug were among the crowd.
James Mitchell looked on and spotted the Regulators standing before his people. His eyes filled with fire. "The oppressors! Heretics! Kill them!"
"We have the place surrounded, devil man!" Bradshaw yelled. "Regulators, shoot to kill!" They began to fire before the Creepers could.
Members of the Creepers and the Regulators began to drop dead. Sea Wolf had parked his car behind the rest of the vehicles and jumped into the bed of the Samson. He equipped his sniper rifle and aimed toward the scaffold.
Minister James Mitchell looked at his bodyguards angrily. "Don't just stand there and stare! Go out there and kill those bikers and those inbred hicks!" He looked on into the crowd and spotted Bradshaw planting shotgun shells into the Gothic followers. "Start with that cowboy!" Brian Lee and Slash jumped from the scaffold and began fighting their way through the gunfire. The evil so-called minister eyed Austin who was struggling to get loose. "Your time is up!" He pulled the switch and watched the captive began to dangle. The Creepers set it up so Austin would die a slow choking death instead of an instant one.
Sea Wolf moved to a different target. He nervously lined with the rope. "I have faith in you, Lord." He squeezed the trigger and watched the rope break. He turned the rifle into another direction and fired again. The bullet flew across the rioting streets and pierced Father Mitchell's forehead. He put down the rifle, grabbed his new M-60 and ran into the crowd. He cut into the crowd and fired nearly hundreds of rounds at anything with pale skin and dressed in all black. He ducked behind a few vehicles, fired a few times and took cover. A few bodies fell next to him, but he kept moving.
Slash and Brian Lee dodged the gunfire and fired back, killing rednecks and even shooting Creepers to get to Bradshaw. A horde of Regulators blocked their path, but they open fired and cut them down. Some of Austin's bootleggers got some leverage and got closer to Mitchell's bodyguards. The long gunfight continued. The two disciples were the ones getting the upper hand killing Vera, Slug and the Mullet. Chris Hamrick rushed to Austin and cut him loose. Brian Lee turned around and shot him in the back. "And another one dies!" He turned back into his main target and pounced on Bradshaw and started beating him down.
Chris Harris and James Storm came from out of the shadows and started wailing on those cretins. Brian tossed James head first through the window of a car and then struck him in the back with a crowbar until he was down. Slash wrapped some chains around his hands and gave Chris a few jabs and then gave him a power bomb to the concrete. He pulled himself back up as Slash was standing there laughing, waiting to throw another punch. Chris Harris waited for Slash to charge and gave him a kick to the face. He grabbed hold of the bald, crazy eyed Creeper and tossed him against the scaffold. Slash charged again. Chris Harris jumped up and kicked him in the chest. This time, Slash went into a loose piece of wood, getting impaled through the back.
James Storm came to and saw Brian Lee pinning Bradshaw to the ground with his foot and pointing the barrel of the rancher's shotgun to his face. He knew him and Chris wouldn't have enough time to get to him.
Sea Wolf leapt from his hiding place and stared at Brian Lee in the face, but kept his hunting rifle down. "Brian, don't do this. You used to work this guy who you're about to kill. I don't know why you turned to these monsters like Lash or Minister Mitchell, but they're using you. You've been corrupted. Put the gun down!" Brian Lee crammed the barrel against Bradshaw, but hesitant to fire. Sea Wolf put down his rifle. "I'm unarmed. Just throw down your weapon and walk away. That's all I ask. I don't know what Bradshaw did to piss you off but we can negotiate."
"There isn't a way," Brian Lee responded. "There's nothing any of you can do." He stepped off Bradshaw and pointed the gun out of Bradshaw's direction. "It's too late!" The bodyguard pointed the barrel to his own chin and pulled the trigger without hesitation. Sea Wolf almost jumped out of his skin when seeing Brian's head explode. He helped up Bradshaw and returned to the battlefield.
The remaining Creepers were beginning to flee the scene. Bradshaw's right hand men gave each other a high five. "We got them! The Creepers are dead!" The Regulators rejoiced. Bradshaw and Sea Wolf helped the wounded Austin into the Longhorn. As others were celebrating, a beautiful woman stood next to the scaffold. She was holding a thin object that looked like a pipe. A wave of fire exploded into the streets. Both Chris Harris and James Storm were screaming as the flames consumed them.
"It's Belladonna!" Jamie Noble screamed.
This beautiful but evil woman jumped into a limo that was parked next to the club and split. Sea Wolf headed for the Samson he borrowed, but Bradshaw held him back. "Don't take that vehicle." He looked at his watch. "Another one will be here right about..now." He wasn't kidding.
A linerunner truck with no hitch stopped before them. Kevin Nash jumped out and threw him a set of keys. "I figured that this one would suit you."
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Even though his truck was slow, he was still able to catch up with the limousine Belladonna was escaping in. He hit the gas and smashed into the back of the vehicle. He continued to ram it in hopes of knocking it off the road, but it wasn't working too well.
The back window came down. The evil woman pointed her weapon out of the window and began to scorch the truck. Sea Wolf kept his windows up and kept moving. He made a sharp turn and drilled into the side of the limousine. He stopped the truck and let the limo go ahead of him. He stomped on the gas pedal again, shifted gear and rammed into the other side of the limo, making it spin into the middle of the street.
He jumped out of the linerunner and started firing. The limo caught fire and Belladonna crawled out of the vehicle and dashed into an alley. "Hiding in an alley, huh?" He put away his empty assault rifle and grabbed his trusty Colt .45. "She doesn't stand a chance." He followed her into the alley and saw her leaning against a wall. He aimed straight for her heart as she gazed into his eyes. She wasn't even afraid.
Belladonna walked seductively toward him. "You're not really gonna shoot me, are you? You're such a strong man." She was close enough to put her arms around him. "Why would you want to kill a beautiful woman like me? I'm gentler than you think. It's not too late to forgive and forget."
"That's a lie, you succubus! Get on your knees and take it like a woman!"
"A cocky one I see. I'll consider it if you put your gun away."
"That's not what I meant!"
"I guess you leave me no choice. You've got me and I'll pay for my sins." Some heavy footsteps commenced down the alley. A large arm flew across Sea Wolf's face, throwing him to the ground. "Forget it. You'll be the one paying."
Sea Wolf looked up and saw a seven foot tall man with a blonde Mohawk, tattoos on his chest and arms and wore a chain for a belt on his biker type clothing.
Belladonna looked back as she walked away from the alley. "The Wall will be your playmate. Have fun."
Jerry 'The Wall' Tuite grabbed hold of Sea Wolf as he was getting up. He was smashed against the walls and received fists as big as soup bones across his face. He brandished his gun, but was kicked in the ribs. The angry Goth kicked to gun out of his hand and charged over him.
Sea Wolf was crawling towards his gun but was grabbed by the leg. The Wall lifted him up and hurled him into a pile of carbon. He rushed to the mercenary and picked him up by the neck. He was lifted with one hand and lifted from the ground.
The Wall waited for a few seconds and slammed him to the concrete. He could hardly move. He looked into the sky and all around him. It looked like he was about to die. The giant man grabbed one leg and started dragging him into the street. He began to walk away, leaving him in the middle of the road but turned around and stomped on him a few times. He walked away again and picked up a cinder block. He held it high and threw it on Sea Wolf's chest.
Sea Wolf was gasping for air as this was going on. He heard a noise that sounded like a foghorn and some bright lights coming his way. The Wall jumped from the speeding vehicle and walked back to his broken prey. He looked at the vehicle for a minute before suffering some more. It was a Mountaineer.
He could hear a loud clank before the Wall could lay another hand on him. A shadowy figure whacked the giant constantly with a crowbar. It was Austin.
The raging redneck kicked the Wall in the stomach and gave him a stunner. He got up from the ground instantly. Stone Cold sprang on him and began punching him at the speed of a tommygun firing. The giant threw him off and got up again.
Austin gave him a second stunner when he was up. He threw him into the brick wall and stomped him into the ground. Sea Wolf was beginning to have feeling in his arms and legs again, but was still hurting like hell.
He ran back to the alley to retrieve his gun. He went back to the fighting scene. "Austin! Get out of the way! I need a clear shot!"
Austin ignored him and continued to stomp and kick the Creepers' bone breaker. The Wall managed to take the blows and gave Austin a flying headbutt.
The redneck flew ten feet across the street, but was up in three seconds and charged back. The monster gave him a massive clothesline. Then he kicked Austin in the stomach and pulled the him off the ground, but Austin retaliated kicking him back and grabbing in a headlock and ready to give him a third stunner.
He broke out and pushed him into the wall. Sea Wolf charged and gave the Creeper a mighty spear attack as he grabbed Austin by the neck. Him and Austin started stomping on their attacker, hoping to wear him out. He knocked them off him and grabbed them both by their throats, chokeslamming them at the same time. He approached Stone Cold's vehicle. They knew what he was up to.
They both slowly got up as he opened the door. Sea Wolf fired non- stop, but didn't seem to hit anything. More gunshots rang out around them.
"What the hell?" Austin yelled.
The gunfire only came from one direction. It stopped for a few seconds and went off again. The Wall fell against the Mountaineer and let out a few brief yells. He was still moving and approaching the gunfire. Both men stood back, waiting for the shooter to show itself.
He was a gray-eyed rustic looking man. It was the Griever, the mute rancher. He continued shooting until he was up close against the biggest Creeper. He kicked the large Creeper against the side of the Mountaineer and gave one final shot.
Austin began to laugh. "It's over."
"Not yet," Sea Wolf told him. "Their leader wasn't present tonight. Lash is still out there."
"His enforcers are dead. Now let's get out of this sorry ass neighborhood before any more of these Addams Family rejects show up." The three of them jumped into the Mountaineer and headed back to the ranch.
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They were deep in the fields of Bradshaw's ranch. Bradshaw and Nash handed the remaining gang members a shovel and some lime.
Austin looked at the holes that were being dug and then looked at the bodies that were placed in a row on a flatbed truck. "We lost some good people. It's too bad they had to go this way. They lost their lives to save me. Honestly, I can say they died a heroic death."
"How's Hamrick doing by the way?" Sea Wolf asked him.
"Well, he's in the barn right now. Bradshaw asked his old lady to yank the bullet from his back and stitch him up and he'll be good as new."
Griever looked at the bodies that were placed in their graves before filling the holes. He looked at the first two. Those bodies were burnt to crisp. Those who weren't in battle couldn't identify them, but he knew who they were. His best friends, Chris Harris and James Storm. Gone forever. He drew his gun and started walking away.
Bradshaw saw tears running down his face as he was leaving the field. He had never seen the Griever act emotional in his life. "I think he'll be okay. We'll get those sons a bitches."
"Believe me. We'll find a way."