Post by lajohnnystylez on Apr 20, 2020 1:25:41 GMT -5
The backstage area is in a hush as Vincent ‘Black’ Wolf emerges from the ringside area. His eyes wide and angry. A path is made as everyone around him moves to one side or the other. He looks at no one. He says nothing. He makes his way down the hallway, as we follow closely, but not too close. He enters the dressing room marked with his and his brothers name, and for a second is out of sight. He re-emerges, his trusty ax handle ‘Thorn’ in his hand. The crowd erupts upon seeing the famed object for the first time in years. Entering the hallway, Vincent finds himself surrounded by Security guards, all brandishing batons, with a few holding up plastic shields. Vincent looks over the men, and takes a deep breath.
“Who’s first?” He mutters from behind clenched teeth. The guards all begin to step forward, with Vin slowly backing into the dressing room. As the last guard enters, the door slams shut, and sounds of all sorts can be heard from within. After several minutes of this, the door opens, and out walks Vincent Wolf. A riot helmet on his head, and a shield in hand, he bangs it with his axe handle and heads back into the hall, muttering something about ‘Captian fucking america’.
Vincent then falls to the ground, as another guard shoots two wires into his back, and tases him to the floor. The guard steps into view and we realize it’s not a guard at all, But Xavier Wolf in a security uniform. He leans down to his now unconcious brother, and smiles.
“It’s not personal, Vin. It’s business. Business.” His face becomes hard, and cold. His eyes lose all sense of light, and his mouth becomes a snarl. “Stay the fuck outta mine.” He presses the trigger on the taser again, and watches his brother stiffen. Laughing all the while as we cut away.
“Who’s first?” He mutters from behind clenched teeth. The guards all begin to step forward, with Vin slowly backing into the dressing room. As the last guard enters, the door slams shut, and sounds of all sorts can be heard from within. After several minutes of this, the door opens, and out walks Vincent Wolf. A riot helmet on his head, and a shield in hand, he bangs it with his axe handle and heads back into the hall, muttering something about ‘Captian fucking america’.
Vincent then falls to the ground, as another guard shoots two wires into his back, and tases him to the floor. The guard steps into view and we realize it’s not a guard at all, But Xavier Wolf in a security uniform. He leans down to his now unconcious brother, and smiles.
“It’s not personal, Vin. It’s business. Business.” His face becomes hard, and cold. His eyes lose all sense of light, and his mouth becomes a snarl. “Stay the fuck outta mine.” He presses the trigger on the taser again, and watches his brother stiffen. Laughing all the while as we cut away.