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Chapter 2: Unforgiven
Dave's POV:
What in the hell could he have meant by that? What would make me give up without a fight? Not a damn thing! He is just trying to scare me. Thank God for the guys, trying to keep my mind off of Hunter's threat. Usually, it works but sometimes I can't help thinking about it.
The door flies open, with the boys running in. John Cena, Randy Orton, and Jeff Hardy. Why did I have to join with the youngbloods. I feel so old around them. They slam the door shut, and lock it. Seconds later, I hear pounding and yelling. Uh-oh! "What did you guys do? Who did you piss off this time?"
"No one important, big man!" They all start laughing. I swear, they act younger than Angel, and she is only 18! Dude, I need to call her after the match tonight.
"You guys need to settle down! My match is up next, and I can't save your dumb asses!"
"We don't need you to save our asses! I swear, you are acting just like my father!" Randy always was a smart ass!
"Orton, don't go there! I'm not your father, and if I was, I would have shot myself by now!" They all start yelling at once. The boys hate it when I do that.
"Batista, 10 minutes until curtain!" the stage manager yells through the door. Time to get serious!
"Alright guys, I gotta kick some ass!" I grab my cell phone from my bag and throw it at Randy. "If Angel calls, tell her I will meet her at the house, since I'm in town. DO NOT let Cena or Hardy have the phone. I will not have them hitting on her! And no taking pictures of Stacy's boobs. Angel does see that phone. She freaked the last time I saw her!"
"OOOOOOO, Dave's gotta girlfriend" EWWW! Please tell me he did not just go there!
"That is illegal in 48 states! And that is not enough! Please, never say that again!" Cena raises an eyebrow, then shakes his head. I walk out of the locker room smirking. I love confusing Cena, it is so much fun!
I head to gorilla position, and make it just as my theme song begins. Time to get this over with. I walk out and get ready for the pyros to go off. As soon as they do, I start the machine gun gestures. I love this part! I hurry to the ring and start to show off to the crowd. They go crazy, especially the girls. Man I love hearing the females scream my name!
My theme fades, and Motorhead fills the arena. It plays for a minute or two, and then Hunter appears on the Titantron. Of course, the little punk ass bitch won't face me at all. Pussy!
"Dave, I told you that I wouldn't have to fight you. I had to beat up three punk kids, but I came through with my promise. And it was so worth it. Dave Batista, meet your weakness!" The camera zooms out, revealling someone caught and struggling in Hunter's arms.
"You son of a bitch!" He has Angel! He has my little girl. He has already beaten her badly. Her face is swollen and she has a gash in her forehead. Her lip is busted and her left eye is already changing colors. Her short brown hair is matted and tangled with blood. Tears are mixing with the blood. Tears! Angel never cries. That bastard made her cry!
"So Dave, what's your plan? You going to quit?" Hunter pulls Angel closer, making her gasp in pain.
"Daddy! Don't do it! Don't give up that title! Remember your promise! Don't quit, please don't quit! Daddy..." Hunter tightens his arm around Angel's neck, cutting of her words.
"I told you not to speak!" He looks up at me. "You better decide soon, Dave! Time is..." Angel slams her head backward, catching him in the nose. (That target is a little hard to miss!) He releases his hold, and Angel takes off running. Triple H reaches down and grabs a sledgehammer leaning against the wall. He charges at her, leaning down to catch her right in the knee. She crumples quickly. He catches up with her, and pulls her up on her feet. She is wobbly, and can barely move. He pushes her up against the wall. "Alright, lets see how much you can take, until you break down!"
He slams the sledge into Angel's abdomen, causing blood to come out of her mouth. "I quit!" He puts the hammer at her throat. "I quit!" He puts pressure on the hammer, causing Angel to turn blue. "I quit!" He pushes harder as she claws at the hammer. "Dammit, Hunter! I QUIT!"
He pulls away. "I thought you would." He turns around, and begins to walk out. Angel pushes away from the wall, and starts to move toward the door, when Hunter spins aroung and slams the sledgehammer into her forehead, knocking her unconscious. He throws the hammer to the side and walks away, leaving Angel on the ground, blood pouring from her mouth.
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