Note: This chapter of Evolution:Nitro City begins right after the mission,
Stone Cold Crazy.
Disclaimer: Selected superstars in this story are property of the WWE, NWA- TNA and XPW. For more information, check out the websites listed: www.wwe.com, www.nwatna.com, www.totalnonstop.com, or xpwrestling.com to learn more. Nodrog is property of an unidentified person found on 411wrestling.com Other superstars listed: Sea Wolf, Arkuss Blackburn, Lash, Genevieve, Whitman Sakazaki and Snatch are property of the author, Dave Scott. Please e-mail me at bender_hkw@lycos.com for permission to use any of these superstars. I mean it.
Also I would like to thank Rockstar Games and the creators of the Grand Theft Auto series for influencing this story.
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(Beautiful People)
Sea Wolf was lying awake, staring at the clock. It was so sad. A woman he was starting to like wanted nothing to do with him. He survived a major shootout in the most dangerous part of the city. He was now a marked man.
It was six o'clock in the morning. He barely had any sleep. He crawled out of bed and looked at himself in the mirror. "What the hell have I done? Have I become a monster? A murderer? What the hell is going on here?"
He turned on the lights and looked on his dresser. There was a leather briefcase sitting there. He opened it and counted the cash. "Twenty thousand dollars. It wasn't a dream." He threw himself on his easy chair, cracked open a Mountain Dew and clicked the television on. The channel was on the Cartoon Network. He left it on the channel and remained in his chair for almost twelve hours.
Time had passed. It was time for him to act like a normal person. He took a quick shower and called up a few of his friends. They appeared to be all right. "I guess that I can relax for awhile. I mean, I shouldn't be watching my back everywhere I go."
His phone started ringing. As he answered, his jaw dropped. It was a voice he wasn't familiar with, but for some reason, he knew who it was. "Who is this speaking?"
"Lash."
"How the hell did you get this number?"
"One of my pals found a lost cell phone. We skimmed through a few of the numbers listed. Names listed were under Scott Hall, Booker T, Kevin Nash, and Steve Austin. It comes to my attention that you work for these guys."
"You're Lash of the Creepers."
"I recognize your voice. Aren't you the one who got arrested on the night of the Peroxwhygen concert? You managed to make bail and have been involved with the Regulators and Kevin Nash's schemes. I have heard about you. So you're not officially with them? You're only a mercenary."
He thought for a minute. Lash could easily detect the addresses of each phone number. Trish's phone number was on the list. "What do you want?"
"I figured we could make a deal. If you want to negotiate, meet me at the seaport at eleven thirty tonight. Come alone."
"If I say no?"
"I guess that my friends and I will be looking for you."
"Okay. Just leave your friends at home."
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He drove his Screamer to the seaport where Lash was waiting for him. The tall young man was wearing his wizard like robe and had his dark hair braided back. It appeared that he was alone. No other Creeper was anywhere to be found.
He got out of his vehicle and stuffed his gun into his jacket and approached the dock. The Creepers' leader stood in one place, calmly waiting. Sea Wolf took a long look into Lash's eyes. "He's probably up to something so I'd better pay attention to what's going on around us."
Lash just stared at him and smiled. "I thought you were gonna back out on this, but I guess I was wrong."
"What's this all about?"
"I've heard about your random attacks against my gang. You mowed down my dealers, invaded my hangout, shot down Minister James Mitchell, destroyed some of my property and you murdered my cousin."
"Your cousin?"
"Crystal.
"Who?"
"Does the name Sparrow ring a bell? She was with the Flock. They did business with us as well. She was the only family by blood that I had left."
"I didn't kill her."
"But you were there when those biker bitches blew her head off!"
"Is that what this is about?"
"No, I'm willing to forget about all the things you have done. We can let bygones be bygones, but you have to perform one simple task." He stepped aside and presented a leather case. He opened it before him. "How does a hundred grand sound?" Sea Wolf was about to say yes, but there was a catch of course. "I want you to break all ties with the Regulators. I will be convinced if you kill both Kevin Nash and Austin." He grinned. "Think about it. You are a mercenary. A hundred grand! This fee is only for you to leave this town, but you'll receive five times more once you bring me Nash and Austin's heads. What will it be?"
Sea Wolf thought for a minute. "I know I need this money. Elliot will be put away for life if I don't come up with the money." He looked straight at Lash. "Forget it!"
Lash shut the leather case. "Too bad. You could have had it made." Sea Wolf was about to walk off. "It looks like you'll never find the one who killed your friend."
He punched Lash in the face. "Who is he and where is he hiding?!" He knocked the Creeper to the ground. "You know who he is."
"I'll never tell you and to be sure of it.." he looked up and stopped speaking. It was like he was waiting for something to happen. Sea Wolf turned around and saw three individuals coming his way. Belladonna, Genevieve and the Asian man in the Edward Scissorhands outfit blocked his path. "I'm a forgiving person," Lash said, "but Belladonna, Whitman Sakazaki and Genevieve aren't."
Sea Wolf stood guard. He didn't believe in hitting women, but he remembered the incident the night before. He knew what Belladonna was capable of. He wasn't sure of Genevieve or Whitman though. There was no other way.
He decided to strike Whitman first and then shove Genevieve and Belladonna aside so he could make a clean getaway. He charged at the guy, but was given five swift kicks to the chest, ribs and stomach. Whitman leapt at him and gave him a roundhouse kick to the face.
He pulled his gun out and aimed for the fast Asian man. He heard a crack before he could fire. Genevieve gripped the bullwhip in her hands. She struck his arm, cutting it and made him drop his gun. The pain kept him from seeing his weapon fly into the river.
Lash and Belladonna stood into a corner and laughed while Whitman was wailing on him. Genevieve waited until their prey and Whitman were at a certain distance and cracked another shot. This one hit him in the cheek, drawing blood instantaneously. He felt another sting as the switch wrapped around his body and reeled him in.
Lash decided to step up. His ladies held down the mercenary as Whitman and him took turns pounding him. Belladonna started breathing heavily as this was going on. Lash stood back and so did Whitman.
Genevieve wrapped her bullwhip around Sea Wolf's neck and presented him to Belladonna. Blood was pouring from his cheek. Belladonna hungrily licked her lips and brandished an ice pick. She began carving into his forehead, opening him up. Both women rubbed against him in a sandwich position.
Belladonna wiped off the blood from his forehead and smeared it on herself and licked the wound on his cheek. Genevieve forcefully bit into his neck. After clamping down for awhile, she began licking the blood off his cheek also. They both let out a moan of desire during this torture.
Lash and Whitman looked on as this happened. Especially Lash, who was
getting excited from the scene. "Release the hold."
Genevieve wiped off the blood that was running from him and rubbed it on to her breasts. Both women let go of Sea Wolf and howled in heat.
Sea Wolf was barely alive and crawling away, hoping that the male Creepers would be distracted by their blood aroused wenches. He crawled to the end of the dock, but Lash grabbed his collar. "Oh no, you don't." He looked at them. "Whitman, hand me that blade." He caught the katana blade. "This won't hurt a bit."
Justin could hear a rat-a-tat sound around the seaport. It didn't matter what it was. He was about to die. He asked forgiveness for his sins, while waiting for the katana blade to run across his throat. Then he felt a gust of wind and the weight come off him. He looked to the left and saw a different set of boots in front of him.
He looked back and saw Lash land on his back. The individual who stood over him rushed at the group. Lash sat up. "Get him, Whitman!"
The individual was wearing faded black jeans and an Akira t-shirt. Sea Wolf put his head back down. "Am I dreaming?" He looked again. "Rob Van Dam? He did he get here?"
He wasn't dreaming. Rob Van Dam jumped up and gave Whitman a bicycle kick all the way down the dock. When he feet hit the ground, he gave the gang member a headbutt in the face. He kicked the ninja until he was down. Rob did his Rolling Thunder move on the guy.
Belladonna ran from the scene when this happened. Genevieve took out her bullwhip and cracked at Rob. He threw his own arm in the way and yanked her towards him. He gazed at her for a minute. "Damn. You have nice tits." He gave them a quick squeeze and ran passed her while she was startled.
He ran down the dock and gave Lash a jump kick on the way. He helped up Sea Wolf. "Man, we gotta get you to a doctor."
Belladonna showed up again, armed to the teeth. This time, she was equipped with a spear gun. They dodged the first shot, though. Rob looked up as the demonic woman was reloading. She aimed at Rob and Sea Wolf. "Stand still, asshole! Don't you dare duck when I fire at you."
A set of headlights appeared behind Belladonna. They only saw it for two seconds as she was tossed fifty feet in the air and splattered into a wall. The headlights of a black Gamin with orange lines went out after coming to a sudden stop. A short stocky man jumped out. Tazz was wearing an outfit that made him look like a thug. "Police! Put your hands up!" Sea Wolf stood up and put up his hands. "Not you, Justin!" He looked around. "Are you okay?"
"No, I took a nasty beating by four freaks. I would've been dead five minutes ago if Rob here didn't interfere." Snatch had jumped out of the passenger side of the car. "What are the two of you doing here?"
"That's easy," Snatch told him. "I work at the Alloy radio station. You know, that heavy metal station Jerry Lynn hosts? Well, when I stepped out for a cigarette, there was a guy hiding in the back of the building talking on a cell phone. I know that Lash called you earlier. I heard everything."
Tazz nodded. "I didn't believe Andy at first. After meeting you at WOO! and then hearing about you attending a concert at the Brood, I found it hard to believe. I ran through a few police reports about some arrests on the night of the concert. That's when I was convinced."
Rob Van Dam handed Sea Wolf his cell phone. "I figured this belonged to you. I found it on Lash."
"Thank you." He slumped toward his Screamer. "Wait for a minute. I have to get my guns. I say that we end this shit with those bastards tonight."
"Hell no, Justin!" Tazz told him. "Those freaks just beat the shit out of you." He looked at Rob. "Take him to the hospital and have him patched up. I'll take Snatch home. He's my pager and cell phone number. I'll be at the precinct."
"I'll go with them," said Snatch.
"That's fine. Until then, you'll have to heal up before going after those guys. That means you, Justin." He entered his Gamin and took off.
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"What gave you a change of heart," Sea Wolf asked Snatch
"I happen to have issues with the Creepers also. You know that big titted bimbo who was with them? Well, three years ago, my husband was her counselor while she was in rehab. She began to obsess over him and when she was released, she made unexpected visits to our home. After slapping a restraining order on her, she began sending threatening letters and emails to us. She's already threatened to mutilate him and kill my children."
"I agree with you," Rob Van Dam said, "that Asian guy, Whitman has been a thorn in side as well. We were trained under a martial artist known as the Golden Dragon. This was back when I lived in California. We both were his best students, but I was chosen as his top student. Whitman Sakazaki had been banished for abusing his powers and has held a grudge against me ever since."
"That's why we're going to eradicate them tonight. Lash knows where I live and knows who my allies are. He could be hatching another scheme right now."
"Not yet, Sea Wolf. You're a mess. Let's get you fixed up." He grabbed the keys to the Screamer. "I'll drive." They helped him into the vehicle and Snatch went around to the passenger side. Before Rob could open his door, he felt a sharp object plunge into his right shoulder blade.
A bloodied and battered Belladonna had risen from the side of the vehicle. She tossed him head first into the hood of the car and had him in a sleeper hold. The evil woman presented her ice pick and pointed it towards Rob's eye.
As she raised her thin blade, Snatch leapt over the hood of the car and sprang on to Belladonna. She kicked the ice pick from the bloodthirsty wench's grasp. She grabbed hold of her and placed her in a fireman's carry.
Snatch appeared to be doing a few squats while holding Belladonna on her shoulders. Was she trying to tire her out or something? She paused for a few seconds and threw herself back, giving Belladonna a Samoan Drop to the torn up road.
She looked around. Sea Wolf was still in the Screamer and holding up. Rob Van Dam was all right. He clutched his shoulder and placed a rag over it to stop the bleeding. She almost tripped over something sitting across the car. It looked like a spear gun. She picked it up to get a better look.
Belladonna was up again in an instant and lunged at Snatch from behind. Her hands wrapped around the writer's neck and began to squeeze tightly. She was backed into the wall and struggled as she was being choked.
The evil woman sounded like a sick or dying animal as she was attacking her. Snatch still had the spear gun in her hand. She forcefully pointed into the disgruntled Creeper and squeezed the trigger. That very second a fresh spear exited Belladonna's back, she could breathe normally again.
Belladonna looked her in the face and spit a mouthful of blood on her and began to slump. She placed her hands on Snatch's shoulders and fell to her knees. Snatch pushed the dying Creeper aside and threw down the spear gun. She removed her shirt as she headed back to the Screamer. She looked back and took one last look at Belladonna. Blood was still pouring, but she wasn't even blinking.
"Hey, Justin. Can I borrow your denim shirt?"
He slowly removed it. "Here. You can keep it."
"Let's get out of this dump before anymore show up."
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More than an hour had passed. The three of them were treated and released within that time period. "Do you guys need a ride home?"
"That depends. Where are you going from here?" Rob asked him.
"What do you think? I'm going back to my place to get my iron."
"I'm going with you. We better take Snatch home first."
"No fucking way! I'm a part of this too."
"All right. I guess I don't have a choice." Sea Wolf smiled.
The first stop was his apartment for the firearms. He gave them each a handgun, even though Rob Van Dam refused to accept it. Snatch pocketed some mace and took a custom shotgun with her. Sea Wolf stuffed a loaded Uzi into his coat and placed an assault rifle and laser scope rifle into the trunk of the Screamer. "We're heading to Colossus Autos before we go anywhere else. Our vehicle may be fast and may carry our equipment but is too vulnerable for an intense attack. Lash will have his freaks storming all over the Bahamut section of this city."
He placed his Screamer into one of the lockers and looked around the lot. "What's it gonna be?" He was slightly disappointed by what he saw. All of the fast vehicles appeared to be vulnerable for attack and the large vehicles that looked like they could take damage were rather slow. "How the fuck are we gonna find a way to pass through without being noticed?"
"You were in the military, right?" Snatch said sarcastically. "If you really want to sneak into Creeper territory and make a nice getaway, you'll have to pick one of the boring ones." She looked at a rust colored van. "Like that Tortoise over there."
"But it's too slow. What if were spotted?"
"You're making this difficult, you know. What do you have in mind?"
"Something that looks average with reasonable speed."
"You appear to be a sharpshooter. If you want to, you could pick the vehicle you want and create a diversion on the underlings while Rob and I whack Lash's warlords. We'll take that Tortoise."
"You're right," the one he wanted was right in front of him. It looked like a military jeep. "Whoa. A 1992 Ranger. A car with great gas and mileage and makes a perfect off-road getaway. I'll be taking this one."
As they headed for their borrowed vehicles, Rob recommended they stop by his dojo before hitting the Bahamut section. He made a quick run into his dojo, carrying a few packages with medical herbs and a few large objects that were wrapped up. "Got my supplies. Let's go."
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They could hear a loud rumble from the entrance of the Bahamut section. The three of them chose to ignore it and continued through the bad neighborhood. A Longhorn had zoomed passed them from the opposite direction. Sea Wolf looked back. "Probably just a Regulator passing through."
He spotted a group of Creepers loitering near a gated up liquor store. He headed towards them with his window down with his trusty Uzi in his hand and planted lead into them. He noticed a ton of Creepers running scared as him, Rob and Snatch headed for the Brood. It wasn't their gunshots. It had to be something else. When he reached their destination, his jaw dropped. There was rubble and flames all around where The Brood should have been. "That must have been that noise we heard. It looks like some bastard beat us to it!" He pulled his vehicle next to the Tortoise. "Hey, Rob. It looks like we have nothing to worry about. We might as well go home."
Rob, who was in the driver's seat of the Tortoise, looked up and spotted someone standing on a roof across from where the club once stood. "Think again."
He looked up too. "That's it! I'm gonna start a rampage right now and keep it up until Lash shows his ugly face!" He hit the gas pedal and started firing at anything that looked Gothic. Rob Van Dam stopped the Tortoise and opened the side of the van. Snatch leapt out and began firing shotgun shells into the gang members who stood in her path. A dagger flew by from out of nowhere and hit the door of the van.
Snatch took a quick look to her left and saw that it was an inch from her head. "We've been spotted."
Rob noticed something dash behind a few buildings in seconds. "I know." He grabbed his nunchucks. "Are you going to be okay here?"
"Don't worry about me."
"Okay. I'm going to check out that corner over there." He headed down into the mini-market area to chase down the figure that he saw moving so quickly. As he ran through the area, Whitman Sakazaki landed in front of his path.
"So we meet again, RVD?"
"Still up to no good I see."
"I have a bone to pick with you, pal. Let's see if you've paid attention in class." He lunged at the laid back fighter.
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Snatch McKenzie appeared to scare of most of the Creepers who scurried around the area. Most of them carried either knives or chains so they hit the road when they saw her unloading shotgun shells on their turf.
She wandered to the end of the streets and came upon an empty train station. There were no Creepers or panhandlers in sight. She could hear a loud cracking sound echoing down the tracks. She followed them until she reached the foot of the station. That's when the noise had stopped.
Snatch looked around, but nobody was in sight. "That's funny. Somebody has to be here." A loud crack sounded from above her. She felt a stinging impact against her right arm. The force threw her back. She sat up on her side and stared at her attacker. Genevieve stood on top of some cobblestones with her blacksnake whip in hands.
"Look what the cat dragged in."
"Genevieve! You succubus!"
The buxom brunette leapt from the stones as Snatch was getting up. "And who would have thought you'd be looking for me?" She swung at her a few times and laughed as her prey jumped around the station in fear, avoiding the blows. "What's the matter? Are you scared? I thought you liked horror stories."
Snatch charged at the female Creeper and began to clobber her. Genevieve pushed her off and kicked her in the stomach. She jumped back and waited for a few seconds and then gave Snatch a roundhouse kick. "Where's your gun? I could have sworn that you came into this section armed." She looked along the tracks. "Your gun is over there. Too bad it's out of reach." She leaned over and smiled. "I wonder if your husband is worried. Well, I think I'll pay him a visit after I take you apart."
The writer could not stand Genevieve's taunts. She stood up and reached into her jean jacket. She grasped the spray can that was concealed and maced the Gothic chick in the eyes. Genevieve screamed from her stinging eyes while Snatch raised her can and cracked it over her head.
She grabbed Genevieve's hair and slammed her face first into her knees. As she held a handful, she took a look at the dark hair and noticed some roots that were a different color. "You're a blonde! I can't believe it."
"No, I'm not!" she screamed.
"And I'll bet those tits aren't even real." She grabbed hold of her and tore off a piece of her corset, revealing her cleavage. "Maybe not," she smirked, not wanting her to think she was staring at them.
"You bitch! You ruined my outfit." She threw her elbow into Snatch's face and gave her some chops to the upper body, but managed to fight off her aggression.
She grabbed the gang member and gave her a suplex to the wood floor. Snatch rushed to the tracks and picked up an old chain. One mighty swing to the small of her back kept her down. She wrapped it around Genevieve's neck and tossed one end over an exposed panel. She yanked the end, lifting her off the ground.
After tying the end, she stood and stared at Genevieve who was dangling. "My husband told me a lot about you. Not only were you an addict, but you happened to be a sadist." She picked up a large stick and struck her with it. "You tortured people for your own pleasure. I cannot believe you weren't locked up for this! You threatened me, my husband and my kids!" She struck her some more. Genevieve was hardly breathing. "Since you get turned on by pain, you can sure as hell bask in your own!" Snatch threw down the stick and walked away.
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Rob Van Dam fell backwards into a boxed field of dead flowers. Whitman walked slowly towards the box. "I can't believe after all these years, you let your guard down. Or maybe you let all that Anime and incense get to you."
Rob kicked himself back up and began to trade punches with his rival. He appeared to be the better man as he could tell that Whitman was either starting to give or just bored. He jumped back and made a running start and planted his foot against Whitman, sending him across the street.
The ninja pulled himself up and watched Rob charge at him. He rummaged through the pouch on his belt and tossed at shuriken at his opponent. He grinned as Rob paused from the pain as the blade hit him in the chest.
The laid back martial artist brushed off the shuriken and threw his arm in the path of his upper body as Whitman hurled some more throwing stars at him. After he pulled the stars out of his arm, he stepped up on an old damaged car and sprang off the top toward the ninja, kicking him in the side of the head.
Whitman rolled into a corner and drew his wakazashi from his scabbard. He climbed up a long drainpipe and catapulted himself at Rob. He began to give chase as the surfer-talking fighter ran around the square avoiding the blade. He started slashing anything in his way as Rob was cutting corners to avoid any contact with his weapon.
Rob ran up a fire escape, hoping to buy himself some time. "I can take him, but he doesn't fool around when he's armed. I have to outsmart him. If that's possible."
Whitman followed him with his short sword in hands. Rob Van Dam brandished his lead nunchucks and struck his longtime rival in the ribs. Both men were five stories above the streets and standing on a rickety fire escape. Whitman began slashing through the air like a maniac while Rob stood in one place, poised for attack. He began dodging the blade and gave the ninja a sharp kick to the chest. Whitman Sakazaki threw himself back and came at him again.
Rob Van Dam whirled his illegal and deadly weapon in the air and hit the ninja squarely in the face. The blow threw him backwards, making him land on his head. Rob lunged at him and repeatedly bashed him with his nunchucks. He threw down his weapons and gave Whitman a roundhouse kick to the face.
The ninja lost his footing and fell over the railing, crashing down on a Hell Rider that just parked on the side of the road. The driver jumped out of the vehicle and ran off in fear after seeing who it was.
Rob looked down. "That must have hurt!" He grinned down at Whitman and stood up on the railing. He briefly studied the aerial view from the fire escape to the mortally wounded ninja lying on the damaged Hell Rider. "Either I'll hit my target and put this guy away or I'll get myself killed. Here it goes!" He jumped from the railing with his arms and legs spread into the air. Those who saw him thought he was either a jumper or a skydiver who waited too long to open his parachute.
He couldn't laugh or scream while dropping down on the ninja. His body bounced off the vehicle and hit the torn up street. Rob clutched his ribs and chest cavity in pain after hitting Whitman Sakazaki with a successful Five Star Frog Splash. Nobody was around to congratulate him for his stunt. "I heard a crack as I landed. Were they my bones or Whitman's?" He could only lie there for awhile, hoping no Creepers would pass by.
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Sea Wolf got out of his Ranger and looked around the demolished club. "Who the hell could have done this?" Then he slapped himself. "It was Nash's hit. No one else could have done this. That's why that Longhorn was zooming by us earlier." He heard a gust of wind from behind him. As he turned around, something crashed down on him.
He got up on his knees as looked around. The boot went across his face. Lash stood before him. "You have a lot of nerve coming back here!" He kicked him some more. "I gave you an offer you couldn't refuse and you spit on it. Now you destroy my club! Tonight I will have your head on a platter, you swine!"
Sea Wolf speared him across the rubble. He grabbed the gang leader by the collar and started slapping him across the face. Then he lifted him with the legs on his shoulders and gave Lash a thundering powerbomb to the concrete.
Lash countered by wrapping his legs around his body and flipped him over. The head Creeper then gave him an elbow drop while he was down. He grabbed Sea Wolf's leg and bent it back, holding him in a Boston Crab-like hold. Sea Wolf screamed in pain as this happened. "That's right! Scream! Scream like a little girl! I will break it off!"
Sea Wolf struggled and tried to reach for something to grab on to, hoping to find a way to get back on his feet. He gave his upper body a twist and used his free leg to trip Lash over. He broke out of the hold and brandished his pistol as him and Lash got up at the same time. He fired as they made eye contact.
Lash flew ten feet as the bullet met with his chest cavity. He got back up within seconds. He was shot again, but remained standing. His wizard-like overcoat was mussed up his hair was out of place. He turned around and fled as the mercenary continued to fire.
"Get back here you coward!" Sea Wolf reloaded his weapon and began to chase him.
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Rob Van Dam was now on his feet and walking. His ribs were still aching from the fall, but he was able to manage. He leaned against a wall and took a deep breath. "I hope the others are alright." Someone grabbed his shoulder. He nearly lost his breath when he turned around.
"Calm down, Rob. It's me." Snatch was standing by him. She didn't appear to be harmed. "I'm glad to see you alive."
"Same here. Have you seen Sea Wolf?"
"No."
"Well, I have finished Whitman Sakazaki. How about you?"
"I ran into Genevieve at the train station. I left her hanging in the end."
"Good."
"Let's go find him. Lash is more dangerous than the ones we faced."
Whitman Sakazaki stood in their path. "You thought that could kill me?" he said weakly. He slowly walked towards them.
"We don't have time for this shit," Snatch told Rob.
"You're right." They both approached Whitman and punched him in the face at the same time. The ninja fell like a stone and landed on his rear in the middle of the road.
A sports car had stopped in front of him. He got up and yanked a young woman, who was driving the car, out. He showed them his short sword. "Come any closer, I'll cut her throat."
The woman had fear in her eyes when she looked at the blade. Snatch and Rob were shocked when they saw who it was.
"TRISH!" Snatch's anger grew. "Let her go you freak of nature! If you even scratch her."
Whitman began to laugh at them. "You'll do what?"
A shot rang out from behind them. The bullet that fired pierced Whitman's shoulder. Trish broke free from his grasp and ran to Snatch and Rob. The three of them ran from the scene. She looked back and saw a laser align against the ninja's forehead and then another gunshot went off. They stopped and watched Whitman fly back and crash through the window of a Hot Topics store.
Some loud footsteps came from behind them. Sea Wolf had a laser scope rifle in his hand. "Are you all okay?"
"Yes."
He looked at Trish. "What the hell are you doing here, anyway?"
"I was only passing through. Then some guy forced me out of my car."
"Did he hurt you?"
"No, I was only shook up when he grabbed me."
"How did you know we were here?" Rob asked him.
"I was chasing down Lash and spotted him heading for the roof, so I went to my Ranger to get this rifle, but then I heard someone scream Trish."
Trish gave him a hug, "I'm so sorry for judging you. I didn't want to fall for anybody like those people I work around."
"We'll talk later." He turned to Rob and Snatch. "Take her home. I'll take Lash."
Rob Van Dam went to the Tortoise and handed Sea Wolf a samurai sword. "Take this. Both of his warlords used melee weapons. He will very likely do so."
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Sea Wolf put down his rifle and retraced his steps. As he wandered down the next few blocks, he heard a chant being recited from above him.
'Archangel, dark angel lend me thy light
Through death's veil till we have heaven in sight'
Disclaimer: Lyrics are a chant from the Satanic Mantra by Cradle of Filth. Courtesy of Koch Records
The chant was recited over and over. He climbed up the stairwell and made it to the roof. Lash was alone of the empty rooftop. The Creeper's leader removed his tattered wizard-like coat and let his dark hair down. He was only wearing black pants and his boots. "This is the end. I will send you to the dark abyss and the demons will feast on your soul." He drew his katana. "Have at you!"
Sea Wolf drew the sword that Rob Van Dam had given him. The swordfight had begun. He hardly knew a thing about swordplay. Back in basic training, he learned to fire and survival tips but learning to use a sword would be the last thing for him to learn. "If I can outlast him, I'll strike when he's exhausted."
He received a few cuts from Lash's blade but they weren't life threatening. He couldn't even scratch him. The only thing he could do was block. He was about to just throw down his sword and just shoot him. He wasn't wearing a shirt and didn't see any armor or padding on his upper body. He drew his pistol, but before he could squeeze the trigger, Lash's katana sliced through it.
"Oh no, you don't," the head Creeper smirked. "You're no match for me. Why don't you just give up and die like a man."
Sea Wolf gave him a headbutt to the face and gave him a fast uppercut to the jaw. He raised his sword and gave a mighty swing towards Lash. The blade went through his back, slashing him from the torso to the shoulder.
Lash let out a bone-chilling scream as blood started pouring from the cut. Sea Wolf dropped the samurai sword and watched Lash fall. He stood and stared for awhile. A pool of blood formed around Lash's body.
He looked up at the sky and saw the sun coming up. "It's over." He picked up the sword Rob had given him and headed for his vehicle. The minute he got back to his apartment, he unplugged his phone and threw himself face first onto his lumpy bed.
Disclaimer: Selected superstars in this story are property of the WWE, NWA- TNA and XPW. For more information, check out the websites listed: www.wwe.com, www.nwatna.com, www.totalnonstop.com, or xpwrestling.com to learn more. Nodrog is property of an unidentified person found on 411wrestling.com Other superstars listed: Sea Wolf, Arkuss Blackburn, Lash, Genevieve, Whitman Sakazaki and Snatch are property of the author, Dave Scott. Please e-mail me at bender_hkw@lycos.com for permission to use any of these superstars. I mean it.
Also I would like to thank Rockstar Games and the creators of the Grand Theft Auto series for influencing this story.
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(Beautiful People)
Sea Wolf was lying awake, staring at the clock. It was so sad. A woman he was starting to like wanted nothing to do with him. He survived a major shootout in the most dangerous part of the city. He was now a marked man.
It was six o'clock in the morning. He barely had any sleep. He crawled out of bed and looked at himself in the mirror. "What the hell have I done? Have I become a monster? A murderer? What the hell is going on here?"
He turned on the lights and looked on his dresser. There was a leather briefcase sitting there. He opened it and counted the cash. "Twenty thousand dollars. It wasn't a dream." He threw himself on his easy chair, cracked open a Mountain Dew and clicked the television on. The channel was on the Cartoon Network. He left it on the channel and remained in his chair for almost twelve hours.
Time had passed. It was time for him to act like a normal person. He took a quick shower and called up a few of his friends. They appeared to be all right. "I guess that I can relax for awhile. I mean, I shouldn't be watching my back everywhere I go."
His phone started ringing. As he answered, his jaw dropped. It was a voice he wasn't familiar with, but for some reason, he knew who it was. "Who is this speaking?"
"Lash."
"How the hell did you get this number?"
"One of my pals found a lost cell phone. We skimmed through a few of the numbers listed. Names listed were under Scott Hall, Booker T, Kevin Nash, and Steve Austin. It comes to my attention that you work for these guys."
"You're Lash of the Creepers."
"I recognize your voice. Aren't you the one who got arrested on the night of the Peroxwhygen concert? You managed to make bail and have been involved with the Regulators and Kevin Nash's schemes. I have heard about you. So you're not officially with them? You're only a mercenary."
He thought for a minute. Lash could easily detect the addresses of each phone number. Trish's phone number was on the list. "What do you want?"
"I figured we could make a deal. If you want to negotiate, meet me at the seaport at eleven thirty tonight. Come alone."
"If I say no?"
"I guess that my friends and I will be looking for you."
"Okay. Just leave your friends at home."
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He drove his Screamer to the seaport where Lash was waiting for him. The tall young man was wearing his wizard like robe and had his dark hair braided back. It appeared that he was alone. No other Creeper was anywhere to be found.
He got out of his vehicle and stuffed his gun into his jacket and approached the dock. The Creepers' leader stood in one place, calmly waiting. Sea Wolf took a long look into Lash's eyes. "He's probably up to something so I'd better pay attention to what's going on around us."
Lash just stared at him and smiled. "I thought you were gonna back out on this, but I guess I was wrong."
"What's this all about?"
"I've heard about your random attacks against my gang. You mowed down my dealers, invaded my hangout, shot down Minister James Mitchell, destroyed some of my property and you murdered my cousin."
"Your cousin?"
"Crystal.
"Who?"
"Does the name Sparrow ring a bell? She was with the Flock. They did business with us as well. She was the only family by blood that I had left."
"I didn't kill her."
"But you were there when those biker bitches blew her head off!"
"Is that what this is about?"
"No, I'm willing to forget about all the things you have done. We can let bygones be bygones, but you have to perform one simple task." He stepped aside and presented a leather case. He opened it before him. "How does a hundred grand sound?" Sea Wolf was about to say yes, but there was a catch of course. "I want you to break all ties with the Regulators. I will be convinced if you kill both Kevin Nash and Austin." He grinned. "Think about it. You are a mercenary. A hundred grand! This fee is only for you to leave this town, but you'll receive five times more once you bring me Nash and Austin's heads. What will it be?"
Sea Wolf thought for a minute. "I know I need this money. Elliot will be put away for life if I don't come up with the money." He looked straight at Lash. "Forget it!"
Lash shut the leather case. "Too bad. You could have had it made." Sea Wolf was about to walk off. "It looks like you'll never find the one who killed your friend."
He punched Lash in the face. "Who is he and where is he hiding?!" He knocked the Creeper to the ground. "You know who he is."
"I'll never tell you and to be sure of it.." he looked up and stopped speaking. It was like he was waiting for something to happen. Sea Wolf turned around and saw three individuals coming his way. Belladonna, Genevieve and the Asian man in the Edward Scissorhands outfit blocked his path. "I'm a forgiving person," Lash said, "but Belladonna, Whitman Sakazaki and Genevieve aren't."
Sea Wolf stood guard. He didn't believe in hitting women, but he remembered the incident the night before. He knew what Belladonna was capable of. He wasn't sure of Genevieve or Whitman though. There was no other way.
He decided to strike Whitman first and then shove Genevieve and Belladonna aside so he could make a clean getaway. He charged at the guy, but was given five swift kicks to the chest, ribs and stomach. Whitman leapt at him and gave him a roundhouse kick to the face.
He pulled his gun out and aimed for the fast Asian man. He heard a crack before he could fire. Genevieve gripped the bullwhip in her hands. She struck his arm, cutting it and made him drop his gun. The pain kept him from seeing his weapon fly into the river.
Lash and Belladonna stood into a corner and laughed while Whitman was wailing on him. Genevieve waited until their prey and Whitman were at a certain distance and cracked another shot. This one hit him in the cheek, drawing blood instantaneously. He felt another sting as the switch wrapped around his body and reeled him in.
Lash decided to step up. His ladies held down the mercenary as Whitman and him took turns pounding him. Belladonna started breathing heavily as this was going on. Lash stood back and so did Whitman.
Genevieve wrapped her bullwhip around Sea Wolf's neck and presented him to Belladonna. Blood was pouring from his cheek. Belladonna hungrily licked her lips and brandished an ice pick. She began carving into his forehead, opening him up. Both women rubbed against him in a sandwich position.
Belladonna wiped off the blood from his forehead and smeared it on herself and licked the wound on his cheek. Genevieve forcefully bit into his neck. After clamping down for awhile, she began licking the blood off his cheek also. They both let out a moan of desire during this torture.
Lash and Whitman looked on as this happened. Especially Lash, who was
getting excited from the scene. "Release the hold."
Genevieve wiped off the blood that was running from him and rubbed it on to her breasts. Both women let go of Sea Wolf and howled in heat.
Sea Wolf was barely alive and crawling away, hoping that the male Creepers would be distracted by their blood aroused wenches. He crawled to the end of the dock, but Lash grabbed his collar. "Oh no, you don't." He looked at them. "Whitman, hand me that blade." He caught the katana blade. "This won't hurt a bit."
Justin could hear a rat-a-tat sound around the seaport. It didn't matter what it was. He was about to die. He asked forgiveness for his sins, while waiting for the katana blade to run across his throat. Then he felt a gust of wind and the weight come off him. He looked to the left and saw a different set of boots in front of him.
He looked back and saw Lash land on his back. The individual who stood over him rushed at the group. Lash sat up. "Get him, Whitman!"
The individual was wearing faded black jeans and an Akira t-shirt. Sea Wolf put his head back down. "Am I dreaming?" He looked again. "Rob Van Dam? He did he get here?"
He wasn't dreaming. Rob Van Dam jumped up and gave Whitman a bicycle kick all the way down the dock. When he feet hit the ground, he gave the gang member a headbutt in the face. He kicked the ninja until he was down. Rob did his Rolling Thunder move on the guy.
Belladonna ran from the scene when this happened. Genevieve took out her bullwhip and cracked at Rob. He threw his own arm in the way and yanked her towards him. He gazed at her for a minute. "Damn. You have nice tits." He gave them a quick squeeze and ran passed her while she was startled.
He ran down the dock and gave Lash a jump kick on the way. He helped up Sea Wolf. "Man, we gotta get you to a doctor."
Belladonna showed up again, armed to the teeth. This time, she was equipped with a spear gun. They dodged the first shot, though. Rob looked up as the demonic woman was reloading. She aimed at Rob and Sea Wolf. "Stand still, asshole! Don't you dare duck when I fire at you."
A set of headlights appeared behind Belladonna. They only saw it for two seconds as she was tossed fifty feet in the air and splattered into a wall. The headlights of a black Gamin with orange lines went out after coming to a sudden stop. A short stocky man jumped out. Tazz was wearing an outfit that made him look like a thug. "Police! Put your hands up!" Sea Wolf stood up and put up his hands. "Not you, Justin!" He looked around. "Are you okay?"
"No, I took a nasty beating by four freaks. I would've been dead five minutes ago if Rob here didn't interfere." Snatch had jumped out of the passenger side of the car. "What are the two of you doing here?"
"That's easy," Snatch told him. "I work at the Alloy radio station. You know, that heavy metal station Jerry Lynn hosts? Well, when I stepped out for a cigarette, there was a guy hiding in the back of the building talking on a cell phone. I know that Lash called you earlier. I heard everything."
Tazz nodded. "I didn't believe Andy at first. After meeting you at WOO! and then hearing about you attending a concert at the Brood, I found it hard to believe. I ran through a few police reports about some arrests on the night of the concert. That's when I was convinced."
Rob Van Dam handed Sea Wolf his cell phone. "I figured this belonged to you. I found it on Lash."
"Thank you." He slumped toward his Screamer. "Wait for a minute. I have to get my guns. I say that we end this shit with those bastards tonight."
"Hell no, Justin!" Tazz told him. "Those freaks just beat the shit out of you." He looked at Rob. "Take him to the hospital and have him patched up. I'll take Snatch home. He's my pager and cell phone number. I'll be at the precinct."
"I'll go with them," said Snatch.
"That's fine. Until then, you'll have to heal up before going after those guys. That means you, Justin." He entered his Gamin and took off.
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"What gave you a change of heart," Sea Wolf asked Snatch
"I happen to have issues with the Creepers also. You know that big titted bimbo who was with them? Well, three years ago, my husband was her counselor while she was in rehab. She began to obsess over him and when she was released, she made unexpected visits to our home. After slapping a restraining order on her, she began sending threatening letters and emails to us. She's already threatened to mutilate him and kill my children."
"I agree with you," Rob Van Dam said, "that Asian guy, Whitman has been a thorn in side as well. We were trained under a martial artist known as the Golden Dragon. This was back when I lived in California. We both were his best students, but I was chosen as his top student. Whitman Sakazaki had been banished for abusing his powers and has held a grudge against me ever since."
"That's why we're going to eradicate them tonight. Lash knows where I live and knows who my allies are. He could be hatching another scheme right now."
"Not yet, Sea Wolf. You're a mess. Let's get you fixed up." He grabbed the keys to the Screamer. "I'll drive." They helped him into the vehicle and Snatch went around to the passenger side. Before Rob could open his door, he felt a sharp object plunge into his right shoulder blade.
A bloodied and battered Belladonna had risen from the side of the vehicle. She tossed him head first into the hood of the car and had him in a sleeper hold. The evil woman presented her ice pick and pointed it towards Rob's eye.
As she raised her thin blade, Snatch leapt over the hood of the car and sprang on to Belladonna. She kicked the ice pick from the bloodthirsty wench's grasp. She grabbed hold of her and placed her in a fireman's carry.
Snatch appeared to be doing a few squats while holding Belladonna on her shoulders. Was she trying to tire her out or something? She paused for a few seconds and threw herself back, giving Belladonna a Samoan Drop to the torn up road.
She looked around. Sea Wolf was still in the Screamer and holding up. Rob Van Dam was all right. He clutched his shoulder and placed a rag over it to stop the bleeding. She almost tripped over something sitting across the car. It looked like a spear gun. She picked it up to get a better look.
Belladonna was up again in an instant and lunged at Snatch from behind. Her hands wrapped around the writer's neck and began to squeeze tightly. She was backed into the wall and struggled as she was being choked.
The evil woman sounded like a sick or dying animal as she was attacking her. Snatch still had the spear gun in her hand. She forcefully pointed into the disgruntled Creeper and squeezed the trigger. That very second a fresh spear exited Belladonna's back, she could breathe normally again.
Belladonna looked her in the face and spit a mouthful of blood on her and began to slump. She placed her hands on Snatch's shoulders and fell to her knees. Snatch pushed the dying Creeper aside and threw down the spear gun. She removed her shirt as she headed back to the Screamer. She looked back and took one last look at Belladonna. Blood was still pouring, but she wasn't even blinking.
"Hey, Justin. Can I borrow your denim shirt?"
He slowly removed it. "Here. You can keep it."
"Let's get out of this dump before anymore show up."
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More than an hour had passed. The three of them were treated and released within that time period. "Do you guys need a ride home?"
"That depends. Where are you going from here?" Rob asked him.
"What do you think? I'm going back to my place to get my iron."
"I'm going with you. We better take Snatch home first."
"No fucking way! I'm a part of this too."
"All right. I guess I don't have a choice." Sea Wolf smiled.
The first stop was his apartment for the firearms. He gave them each a handgun, even though Rob Van Dam refused to accept it. Snatch pocketed some mace and took a custom shotgun with her. Sea Wolf stuffed a loaded Uzi into his coat and placed an assault rifle and laser scope rifle into the trunk of the Screamer. "We're heading to Colossus Autos before we go anywhere else. Our vehicle may be fast and may carry our equipment but is too vulnerable for an intense attack. Lash will have his freaks storming all over the Bahamut section of this city."
He placed his Screamer into one of the lockers and looked around the lot. "What's it gonna be?" He was slightly disappointed by what he saw. All of the fast vehicles appeared to be vulnerable for attack and the large vehicles that looked like they could take damage were rather slow. "How the fuck are we gonna find a way to pass through without being noticed?"
"You were in the military, right?" Snatch said sarcastically. "If you really want to sneak into Creeper territory and make a nice getaway, you'll have to pick one of the boring ones." She looked at a rust colored van. "Like that Tortoise over there."
"But it's too slow. What if were spotted?"
"You're making this difficult, you know. What do you have in mind?"
"Something that looks average with reasonable speed."
"You appear to be a sharpshooter. If you want to, you could pick the vehicle you want and create a diversion on the underlings while Rob and I whack Lash's warlords. We'll take that Tortoise."
"You're right," the one he wanted was right in front of him. It looked like a military jeep. "Whoa. A 1992 Ranger. A car with great gas and mileage and makes a perfect off-road getaway. I'll be taking this one."
As they headed for their borrowed vehicles, Rob recommended they stop by his dojo before hitting the Bahamut section. He made a quick run into his dojo, carrying a few packages with medical herbs and a few large objects that were wrapped up. "Got my supplies. Let's go."
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They could hear a loud rumble from the entrance of the Bahamut section. The three of them chose to ignore it and continued through the bad neighborhood. A Longhorn had zoomed passed them from the opposite direction. Sea Wolf looked back. "Probably just a Regulator passing through."
He spotted a group of Creepers loitering near a gated up liquor store. He headed towards them with his window down with his trusty Uzi in his hand and planted lead into them. He noticed a ton of Creepers running scared as him, Rob and Snatch headed for the Brood. It wasn't their gunshots. It had to be something else. When he reached their destination, his jaw dropped. There was rubble and flames all around where The Brood should have been. "That must have been that noise we heard. It looks like some bastard beat us to it!" He pulled his vehicle next to the Tortoise. "Hey, Rob. It looks like we have nothing to worry about. We might as well go home."
Rob, who was in the driver's seat of the Tortoise, looked up and spotted someone standing on a roof across from where the club once stood. "Think again."
He looked up too. "That's it! I'm gonna start a rampage right now and keep it up until Lash shows his ugly face!" He hit the gas pedal and started firing at anything that looked Gothic. Rob Van Dam stopped the Tortoise and opened the side of the van. Snatch leapt out and began firing shotgun shells into the gang members who stood in her path. A dagger flew by from out of nowhere and hit the door of the van.
Snatch took a quick look to her left and saw that it was an inch from her head. "We've been spotted."
Rob noticed something dash behind a few buildings in seconds. "I know." He grabbed his nunchucks. "Are you going to be okay here?"
"Don't worry about me."
"Okay. I'm going to check out that corner over there." He headed down into the mini-market area to chase down the figure that he saw moving so quickly. As he ran through the area, Whitman Sakazaki landed in front of his path.
"So we meet again, RVD?"
"Still up to no good I see."
"I have a bone to pick with you, pal. Let's see if you've paid attention in class." He lunged at the laid back fighter.
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Snatch McKenzie appeared to scare of most of the Creepers who scurried around the area. Most of them carried either knives or chains so they hit the road when they saw her unloading shotgun shells on their turf.
She wandered to the end of the streets and came upon an empty train station. There were no Creepers or panhandlers in sight. She could hear a loud cracking sound echoing down the tracks. She followed them until she reached the foot of the station. That's when the noise had stopped.
Snatch looked around, but nobody was in sight. "That's funny. Somebody has to be here." A loud crack sounded from above her. She felt a stinging impact against her right arm. The force threw her back. She sat up on her side and stared at her attacker. Genevieve stood on top of some cobblestones with her blacksnake whip in hands.
"Look what the cat dragged in."
"Genevieve! You succubus!"
The buxom brunette leapt from the stones as Snatch was getting up. "And who would have thought you'd be looking for me?" She swung at her a few times and laughed as her prey jumped around the station in fear, avoiding the blows. "What's the matter? Are you scared? I thought you liked horror stories."
Snatch charged at the female Creeper and began to clobber her. Genevieve pushed her off and kicked her in the stomach. She jumped back and waited for a few seconds and then gave Snatch a roundhouse kick. "Where's your gun? I could have sworn that you came into this section armed." She looked along the tracks. "Your gun is over there. Too bad it's out of reach." She leaned over and smiled. "I wonder if your husband is worried. Well, I think I'll pay him a visit after I take you apart."
The writer could not stand Genevieve's taunts. She stood up and reached into her jean jacket. She grasped the spray can that was concealed and maced the Gothic chick in the eyes. Genevieve screamed from her stinging eyes while Snatch raised her can and cracked it over her head.
She grabbed Genevieve's hair and slammed her face first into her knees. As she held a handful, she took a look at the dark hair and noticed some roots that were a different color. "You're a blonde! I can't believe it."
"No, I'm not!" she screamed.
"And I'll bet those tits aren't even real." She grabbed hold of her and tore off a piece of her corset, revealing her cleavage. "Maybe not," she smirked, not wanting her to think she was staring at them.
"You bitch! You ruined my outfit." She threw her elbow into Snatch's face and gave her some chops to the upper body, but managed to fight off her aggression.
She grabbed the gang member and gave her a suplex to the wood floor. Snatch rushed to the tracks and picked up an old chain. One mighty swing to the small of her back kept her down. She wrapped it around Genevieve's neck and tossed one end over an exposed panel. She yanked the end, lifting her off the ground.
After tying the end, she stood and stared at Genevieve who was dangling. "My husband told me a lot about you. Not only were you an addict, but you happened to be a sadist." She picked up a large stick and struck her with it. "You tortured people for your own pleasure. I cannot believe you weren't locked up for this! You threatened me, my husband and my kids!" She struck her some more. Genevieve was hardly breathing. "Since you get turned on by pain, you can sure as hell bask in your own!" Snatch threw down the stick and walked away.
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Rob Van Dam fell backwards into a boxed field of dead flowers. Whitman walked slowly towards the box. "I can't believe after all these years, you let your guard down. Or maybe you let all that Anime and incense get to you."
Rob kicked himself back up and began to trade punches with his rival. He appeared to be the better man as he could tell that Whitman was either starting to give or just bored. He jumped back and made a running start and planted his foot against Whitman, sending him across the street.
The ninja pulled himself up and watched Rob charge at him. He rummaged through the pouch on his belt and tossed at shuriken at his opponent. He grinned as Rob paused from the pain as the blade hit him in the chest.
The laid back martial artist brushed off the shuriken and threw his arm in the path of his upper body as Whitman hurled some more throwing stars at him. After he pulled the stars out of his arm, he stepped up on an old damaged car and sprang off the top toward the ninja, kicking him in the side of the head.
Whitman rolled into a corner and drew his wakazashi from his scabbard. He climbed up a long drainpipe and catapulted himself at Rob. He began to give chase as the surfer-talking fighter ran around the square avoiding the blade. He started slashing anything in his way as Rob was cutting corners to avoid any contact with his weapon.
Rob ran up a fire escape, hoping to buy himself some time. "I can take him, but he doesn't fool around when he's armed. I have to outsmart him. If that's possible."
Whitman followed him with his short sword in hands. Rob Van Dam brandished his lead nunchucks and struck his longtime rival in the ribs. Both men were five stories above the streets and standing on a rickety fire escape. Whitman began slashing through the air like a maniac while Rob stood in one place, poised for attack. He began dodging the blade and gave the ninja a sharp kick to the chest. Whitman Sakazaki threw himself back and came at him again.
Rob Van Dam whirled his illegal and deadly weapon in the air and hit the ninja squarely in the face. The blow threw him backwards, making him land on his head. Rob lunged at him and repeatedly bashed him with his nunchucks. He threw down his weapons and gave Whitman a roundhouse kick to the face.
The ninja lost his footing and fell over the railing, crashing down on a Hell Rider that just parked on the side of the road. The driver jumped out of the vehicle and ran off in fear after seeing who it was.
Rob looked down. "That must have hurt!" He grinned down at Whitman and stood up on the railing. He briefly studied the aerial view from the fire escape to the mortally wounded ninja lying on the damaged Hell Rider. "Either I'll hit my target and put this guy away or I'll get myself killed. Here it goes!" He jumped from the railing with his arms and legs spread into the air. Those who saw him thought he was either a jumper or a skydiver who waited too long to open his parachute.
He couldn't laugh or scream while dropping down on the ninja. His body bounced off the vehicle and hit the torn up street. Rob clutched his ribs and chest cavity in pain after hitting Whitman Sakazaki with a successful Five Star Frog Splash. Nobody was around to congratulate him for his stunt. "I heard a crack as I landed. Were they my bones or Whitman's?" He could only lie there for awhile, hoping no Creepers would pass by.
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Sea Wolf got out of his Ranger and looked around the demolished club. "Who the hell could have done this?" Then he slapped himself. "It was Nash's hit. No one else could have done this. That's why that Longhorn was zooming by us earlier." He heard a gust of wind from behind him. As he turned around, something crashed down on him.
He got up on his knees as looked around. The boot went across his face. Lash stood before him. "You have a lot of nerve coming back here!" He kicked him some more. "I gave you an offer you couldn't refuse and you spit on it. Now you destroy my club! Tonight I will have your head on a platter, you swine!"
Sea Wolf speared him across the rubble. He grabbed the gang leader by the collar and started slapping him across the face. Then he lifted him with the legs on his shoulders and gave Lash a thundering powerbomb to the concrete.
Lash countered by wrapping his legs around his body and flipped him over. The head Creeper then gave him an elbow drop while he was down. He grabbed Sea Wolf's leg and bent it back, holding him in a Boston Crab-like hold. Sea Wolf screamed in pain as this happened. "That's right! Scream! Scream like a little girl! I will break it off!"
Sea Wolf struggled and tried to reach for something to grab on to, hoping to find a way to get back on his feet. He gave his upper body a twist and used his free leg to trip Lash over. He broke out of the hold and brandished his pistol as him and Lash got up at the same time. He fired as they made eye contact.
Lash flew ten feet as the bullet met with his chest cavity. He got back up within seconds. He was shot again, but remained standing. His wizard-like overcoat was mussed up his hair was out of place. He turned around and fled as the mercenary continued to fire.
"Get back here you coward!" Sea Wolf reloaded his weapon and began to chase him.
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Rob Van Dam was now on his feet and walking. His ribs were still aching from the fall, but he was able to manage. He leaned against a wall and took a deep breath. "I hope the others are alright." Someone grabbed his shoulder. He nearly lost his breath when he turned around.
"Calm down, Rob. It's me." Snatch was standing by him. She didn't appear to be harmed. "I'm glad to see you alive."
"Same here. Have you seen Sea Wolf?"
"No."
"Well, I have finished Whitman Sakazaki. How about you?"
"I ran into Genevieve at the train station. I left her hanging in the end."
"Good."
"Let's go find him. Lash is more dangerous than the ones we faced."
Whitman Sakazaki stood in their path. "You thought that could kill me?" he said weakly. He slowly walked towards them.
"We don't have time for this shit," Snatch told Rob.
"You're right." They both approached Whitman and punched him in the face at the same time. The ninja fell like a stone and landed on his rear in the middle of the road.
A sports car had stopped in front of him. He got up and yanked a young woman, who was driving the car, out. He showed them his short sword. "Come any closer, I'll cut her throat."
The woman had fear in her eyes when she looked at the blade. Snatch and Rob were shocked when they saw who it was.
"TRISH!" Snatch's anger grew. "Let her go you freak of nature! If you even scratch her."
Whitman began to laugh at them. "You'll do what?"
A shot rang out from behind them. The bullet that fired pierced Whitman's shoulder. Trish broke free from his grasp and ran to Snatch and Rob. The three of them ran from the scene. She looked back and saw a laser align against the ninja's forehead and then another gunshot went off. They stopped and watched Whitman fly back and crash through the window of a Hot Topics store.
Some loud footsteps came from behind them. Sea Wolf had a laser scope rifle in his hand. "Are you all okay?"
"Yes."
He looked at Trish. "What the hell are you doing here, anyway?"
"I was only passing through. Then some guy forced me out of my car."
"Did he hurt you?"
"No, I was only shook up when he grabbed me."
"How did you know we were here?" Rob asked him.
"I was chasing down Lash and spotted him heading for the roof, so I went to my Ranger to get this rifle, but then I heard someone scream Trish."
Trish gave him a hug, "I'm so sorry for judging you. I didn't want to fall for anybody like those people I work around."
"We'll talk later." He turned to Rob and Snatch. "Take her home. I'll take Lash."
Rob Van Dam went to the Tortoise and handed Sea Wolf a samurai sword. "Take this. Both of his warlords used melee weapons. He will very likely do so."
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Sea Wolf put down his rifle and retraced his steps. As he wandered down the next few blocks, he heard a chant being recited from above him.
'Archangel, dark angel lend me thy light
Through death's veil till we have heaven in sight'
Disclaimer: Lyrics are a chant from the Satanic Mantra by Cradle of Filth. Courtesy of Koch Records
The chant was recited over and over. He climbed up the stairwell and made it to the roof. Lash was alone of the empty rooftop. The Creeper's leader removed his tattered wizard-like coat and let his dark hair down. He was only wearing black pants and his boots. "This is the end. I will send you to the dark abyss and the demons will feast on your soul." He drew his katana. "Have at you!"
Sea Wolf drew the sword that Rob Van Dam had given him. The swordfight had begun. He hardly knew a thing about swordplay. Back in basic training, he learned to fire and survival tips but learning to use a sword would be the last thing for him to learn. "If I can outlast him, I'll strike when he's exhausted."
He received a few cuts from Lash's blade but they weren't life threatening. He couldn't even scratch him. The only thing he could do was block. He was about to just throw down his sword and just shoot him. He wasn't wearing a shirt and didn't see any armor or padding on his upper body. He drew his pistol, but before he could squeeze the trigger, Lash's katana sliced through it.
"Oh no, you don't," the head Creeper smirked. "You're no match for me. Why don't you just give up and die like a man."
Sea Wolf gave him a headbutt to the face and gave him a fast uppercut to the jaw. He raised his sword and gave a mighty swing towards Lash. The blade went through his back, slashing him from the torso to the shoulder.
Lash let out a bone-chilling scream as blood started pouring from the cut. Sea Wolf dropped the samurai sword and watched Lash fall. He stood and stared for awhile. A pool of blood formed around Lash's body.
He looked up at the sky and saw the sun coming up. "It's over." He picked up the sword Rob had given him and headed for his vehicle. The minute he got back to his apartment, he unplugged his phone and threw himself face first onto his lumpy bed.