(A/N) Hey guys. Hope you guys are having as much fun reading this as I am writing it. If you got any suggestions or ideas for the story to make it better for you, just tell me and I'll be sure to take it into consideration. Anyway on with the story…
Hunter's gang arrived back at Club Evolution into the wee hours of the morning. Hunter led his posse through the highly decorated front entrance of his club, the sign "Evolution" sparkling in the darkness. When they reached inside, they saw a very posh, upper class club with men dressed in suits and women dressed in barely anything. Hunter signaled for Ric, Randy, and Dave to follow him into his office while Snitsky occupied himself with a very busty stripper. Torrie just found an empty booth in the corner of the club to rest her head.
Hunter sat down in his chair and ushered his top men to sit down as well.
"Close the door behind you will ya Dave." Hunter ordered. "So boys, another successful night for Evolution wouldn't you say?"
The other three men cheered in agreement.
"I think we deserve a toast, to success." Randy suggested.
"Top idea." Hunter agreed as he nodded to Batista to fetch the champagne in the ice box.
"So fellas, the first part of our plan has been set into motion. That monster Snitsky absolutely demolished Cena tonight. Man after that beating, if Cena even wakes up, he'll want to get some revenge." Hunter said.
"That's if he even wakes up, eh boss?" Batista joked.
"Um… yeah, that's what I just said." Hunter gave Batista a mocking look. "Anyway, when Cena comes, we will be there to pounce on him, eh boys?"
"Damn right boss!" Came the unanimous reply.
"Bottoms up boys!"
Three of the men downed their champagne. Batista just sat there, with his full glass, staring daggers at Hunter.
"Hey baby, what are you doing here all by yourself?" A man in a pinstriped suit said to Torrie, who had been sleeping in her corner booth.
"Well, I was sleeping, until someone disturbed me." Torrie shot back harshly.
"Woah, woah. No need to get all worked up. Just trying to start a conversation with a beautiful lady. My name is Jake by the way." He replied.
"That's great. Are you done yet?"
"Hey listen you stupid bitch. You are going to regret talking to me like this." Jake said as he grabbed Torrie's wrist.
"Hey! You! What the hell do you think you are doing? Get your dirty hands off my girlfriend you mutt!" Someone yelled behind Jake's back.
Jake spun around and viewed Hunter glaring at him with a lean, young, muscualr man, an old white haired man and a huge beast like man standing behind him.
"Woah, sorry man. Didn't know she was taken." Jake said, letting go of Torrie's wrist.
Hunter could see the red hand print on Torrie's wrist.
"Did he hurt you baby?" Hunter asked Torrie, who just nodded while clutching her wrist.
"Why you no good bastard…" Hunter began while pacing towards a cowering Jake.
Jake made a run for the door but Randy, who was much more agile, got there first to block his escape. Jake tried to take a swing at Orton but Orton ducked and slammed his fist into Jake's stomach. Jake doubled over in pain, was picked up by Hunter and thrown onto a nearby table which collapsed.
"Pick up the dog." Hunter ordered Ric and Batista and they did as they were told. Hunter started to tee of on Jake who was now bleeding profusely by the nose and cheek.
"Stop! Hunter Stop!" Torrie called out.
Hunter stopped pummeling Jake to turn and address Torrie.
"He didn't hurt me. I was lying. Please stop." Torrie begged.
"Don't lie. I can see the marks. Don't you worry, when I'm done with this rat, he won't bother you ever again." Hunter reassured Torrie and went back to kicking Jake who was curled up in bloody mess on the floor.
"No, stop Hunter!" Torrie yelled to her boyfriend who was oblivious to her cries.
"Pick him up Dave." Hunter said.
Batista just stood there looking at Hunter.
"I said pick the mother fucker up now Dave!" Hunter said louder. Still Dave didn't budge. Hunter approached Batista who stood his ground.
"Did you not hear me Dave? I said pick him up." Hunter said to Dave's face, who was now standing right in front of him.
"No I heard you alright." Dave said to Hunter, breathing on his face.
"So… what is the problem. Why aren't you doing as I'm telling you?"
"Cause Torrie told you to stop. Didn't YOU hear?"
"TORRIE DOESN'T PAY YOU DOES SHE? TORRIE DOESN'T PUT THE FOOD ON THE TABLE FOR YOU! TORRIE DOESN'T PUT YOU IN THE CRISP SUITS AND LIMOSINES! NOW PICK HIM UP IF YOU STILL WANT TO HAVE A JOB IN MY GANG!" Hunter roared in Dave's face.
Batista just stood there, staring into Hunter's eyes of fire.
"Woah, woah. You two cool it. Look Hunter. He's up. I've got it under cover. Just finish him off now." Ric said in a desperate tone.
"NO! Drop him Ric. I asked Batista to pick him up. Not you. Now Batista, this is your last warning. Pick him up or you are history." Hunter said laying down the ultimatum.
Batista moved away from Hunter, turned around and walked straight out of the door.
"GET YOUR DUMB ASS BACK HERE RIGHT NOW DAVE! DON'T YOU DARE TURN YOUR BACK ON ME! DAVE! DAVE! THIS IS YOUR LAST WARNING! COME BACK NOW! OR ELSE…"
Dave walked right out of the door, leaving behind him a scene of chaos and utter confusion.
(A/N) Hmmm… trouble in paradise. Hehe. This should be interesting. Anyway thanks again to all those who reviewed. I always love your input, be it good or bad. Anyway I'm off to my holiday so this is the last chapter for a while, so enjoy it. I should be back by the 16th of July so check up with this story after then. Anyway see you guys soon!