Phil paced down the empty hallway, limping slightly, pushing past several people carelessly. He needed to find who he was looking for before he exploded into a fit of rage. The Chicago native was literally seeing red.
Finally, after spotting the figure of the burly man standing over a table in the hotel café, the straightedge superstar snarled and broke off into a sprint, completely forgetting about the painful knee dislocation he experienced only a few hours ago. Phil ignored everything and completely unnoticed the greeting of Mickie James from a nearby table who stared puzzled at Phil's reply.
"Son of a BITCH!"
Phil shouted as Dave Batista only managed to turn around before the angry superstar rammed into the burly man and smashed him onto the table, breaking several plates and cups.
Everyone in the café gasped and stood up at the outburst, Mickie James staring at the attack with fear and concern.
Throwing fist after fist into Batista's face and re-cracking Batista nose, Phil was blinded by rage and anger concentrated towards Dave Batista.
"What the HELL!?" A voice among the large crowd shouted.
Vickie Guerrero pushed past the dozens of people to see her two employees is a rather intense fist-fight. With a shout of orders, the security guards of the hotel room entered the room and carried Phil off Batista who was looking worse than he did before.
"WHAT is going on here?" Vickie demanded, looking at Phil Brooks' and Phil Brooks' only. She wanted to run to Batista and check on him but it was too risky that one of the people in the crowd was Adam.
Phil refused to talk but kept glaring murderously at Batista, if the security wasn't holding him back, Phil would charge at Batista with no intention of stopping until the burly man was dead or in a coma.
"This is UNACCEPTABLE! Phil Brooks', seeing as you are obviously the attacker in this, as of next week you are hereby no longer part of Smackdown OR ECW. You are fired from ECW! I don't want to see you in Smackdown AGAIN! And don't think I won't notify Vince about this!" Vickie screeched before ordering a random person to call an ambulance for Dave who was knocked unconscious and lay on the table, his nose bloody and his face beaten into a pulp.
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"Adam…You won't believe what just happened in the café…" Zach Ryder said, staring in awe at the spectacle in front of him with a cell phone to his ear.
CHAPTER 31
A/N: Do you really think I wouldn't put another swerve in the story? Cos I would… :D
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