Dylan and Lissandra's.........Surprising turn of events.
Jan 27, 2021 8:02:51 GMT -6
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Post by Dylan Thomas on Jan 27, 2021 8:02:51 GMT -6
We open to Vincenzo, Tank and Bill, Lord Allton’s support worker still by the bedside of Lord Allton the next morning from when Dylan, Lissandra and Dave all made a quick exit. Vincenzo is still growing angrier by the second that his boss and friend Lord Allton is unconscious in a hospital bed. Vincenzo however also looks confused.
Vincenzo: I don’t get it Tank. The Boss, he was out there with us at the end of the last Inferno. Why’s he suddenly like this again?!
Tank shrugs his shoulders obviously not knowing the answer. Bill looks sheepishly at Vincenzo.
Bill: Ah, maybe I can field that one, Mr. Larossia.
Suddenly Vincenzo springs up from his seat, pinning Bill against the wall.
Vincenzo: WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO, BILLY?!
Bill: N-n-nothing at all. Nothing!
Tank pulls Vincenzo off of Bill and forces him to sit down. Bill straightens his shirt, shaken and Tank walks up to him, patting him on the shoulder.
Bill: Yes, thank-you. I’m fine. I’m fine.
Vincenzo: Alright! OK so what happened then?!
Bill sits down and coughs a little.
Bill: I’d just helped Rob back into his spare manual chair ready for the final segment for the show and that was when he joined you and Tank and Dylan and Lissandra.
Vincenzo nods motioning for Bill to get to the point.
Bill: ….Anyway it was after the show when I was getting Rob back into his car ready to drive him to his hotel when he told me he felt light-headed. I offered to get him a drink of water, but Rob declined saying that he just wanted to get to the hotel and stretch out on his bed. We get to the hotel and there’s a crowd of people waiting by the front door and obviously with Rob being famous and part of the GCWA and Outsiders now, they wanted his autograph.
Tank and Vincenzo both nod.
Bill: Rob staying true to who he is however, ducked out of the way of the incoming arms of people saying that there would be no signing of autographs that evening. Someone in the crowd took advantage of that though and smacked Rob in the back of the head – and still woozy from the attack, Rob went down like a lead balloon. Ooh that reminds me! I meant to tell Lissandra that during the attack, whoever punched Rob left ‘this’ on top of him.
Bill gets a piece of paper out of his pocket and Vincenzo snatches it away from him. He reads it, scrunches it up and immediately gets his phone out to call Lissandra.
Meanwhile still in the arse end of nowhere.
Dylan and Lissandra have been awake all night paranoid that someone, somewhere has been trying to kill them. The two are sat in a dingy motel room on the beds doing their best to keep baby Leliana happy, whilst Dave is sat by the one window of the room, gun drawn, periodically looking through the curtains.
Dylan: So… You’re a hitman?
Dave: Yup.
Dylan: Like ACTUAL hitman?
Dave: Yup.
Lissandra: And you’ve murdered people?
Dave: Killed.
Dylan: What’s the fucking difference?
Dave: Scumbags murder, for the sake of the kill. A hitman is a weapon, a tool to be used by someone else. Nothing more nothing less.
Dylan: Jeez Dave, I knew you had your demons man, but I never expected anything like this.
Dave: Remember Ultimate Survival? You invited me down to Florida to catch up with TIO and I told you I would try to make it but I was stuck in France?
Lissandra: ….Yes…?
Dave: That was a contract. Now tell me, who in the world would genuinely want you dead?
Dylan and Lissandra stare at one another and both shrug their shoulders.
Dave: Look… for my former employers to get involved it’s got to be someone who has money. And I mean MONEY – those guys have never heard of chump change. I promise you that… Think.
Leliana begins to wake up so Lissandra goes to sort her out while Dave and Dylan continue talking and Dylan sighs, pulling his knees up to his chest and resting his chin on them, deep in thought.
Dylan: I don’t know man...Lissie and I… we have a lot of friends. A lot of haters – but haters who don’t like us so much that they want to see us dead? I’ve got no idea. I mean… the Sins of the Fathers, perhaps?
Dave and Dylan smirk at one another.
Dave: Well if that’s the case, then they have their chance at Adrenaline Rush…
Dylan waves this off.
Dylan: Nah. After what Ka’Derrion and Lux did? They’ve never seen a Dylan Thomas like they’re going to see at the Pay-Per-View.
Suddenly, Lissandra comes over with full blown fear on her face. Her phone is in her hand.
Lissandra: Baby…
Dylan and Dave both turn to look at her.
Lissandra: That was Vincenzo… it seems that Rob was knocked unconscious to get at us.
Dylan springs up off the bed in anger.
Dylan: What?! What do you mean?
Lissandra: Well… if you remember, he joined everyone at the end of the show in his manual wheelchair because of the Malvados making off with the wheels of his powered chair.
Dave: I’m gonna get even with THEM for that, too.
Dylan nods.
Lissandra: After the show, he was smacked in the back of the head by someone in the crowd at his hotel wanting autographs. Rob fell forward and this person left a note. Vinnie has read the note. It just says ‘One bastard down. Five to go. You ruined my life...I’m going to ruin yours. The A-List dies.’
Dylan and Dave stare at one another.
Everyone: Barry?!
Lissandra: I mean I know we’ve had our issues with Barry since turning on him but he doesn’t have the money to bankroll this…
Dylan: True. His brother is Xtreme for fuck sake and he married Deana.
Suddenly there’s a knock at the door of the motel room. Dave whispers to Dylan and Lissandra to take Lilly into the bathroom and lock the door. They do so and Dave looks through the peephole to see a maid standing there to do room service.
[?]: Room service!
Dave: No room service today, thanks!
[?]: Room service!
Dave: I said no room service!
[?]: Room service!
Dave: Fuck off!
The maid looks aghast at Dave’s rudeness and just as she turns to walk away, a loud bang is heard and the maid crumples to the floor in a heap. Dave ducks to the floor and heads to the window slowly trying to figure out where the shot came from.
Dave: You guys alright in there?!
Dylan: Yeah, bro!
Lissandra: What was that noise?!
Dave: A minor inconvenience! Don’t worry about it! Stay low.
Whilst Dave tries to figure out just where the gun shot came from, Dylan and Lissandra are discussing Sins of the Fathers and the Malvados.
Lissandra: How can Deana Barrows allow for a kidnapping to take place on her show? I thought she had our best interests at heart. And to think...I said she looked beautiful in that wedding dress!
Dylan: Well I’ve got to tell you… that Death Valley Driver onto the concrete hurt like a bitch…
Lissandra: Well thankfully it didn’t mess up your perfect good looks, too badly.
Dylan smirks at his wife and the two kiss.
Dylan: But it doesn’t matter because at Adrenaline Rush, I’m going to do worse than that.
Lissandra pauses and stares at Dylan, punching him lightly in the shoulder.
Lissandra: By the way… I’ve got a bone to pick with you.
Dylan: I’ve got a bone too, but you first.
Dylan winks.
Lissandra: You vs Alessandro Quagliaterre… you pulled me in front of you as a human shield.
Dylan: I did?
Lissandra nods, smirking.
Dylan: Oh! No… I remember now! No… I was about to trip and I used your shoulders to save myself from falling. Don’t worry honey, I won’t ever do that again. Lapse of judgement.
Both Dylan and Lissandra briefly look into the camera and wink before going straight back to their conversation.
Lissandra: So what’s your bone, with your perfect Queen of a wife?
Dylan looks down at his lap and smirks before Lissandra catches on.
Lissandra: HERE? Now?! No. Besides… Lilly’s here. But I promise… We get out of here…
Lissandra puts a hand on Dylan’s chest.
Lissandra: ….And you be a good boy for once? I’ll make sure you’re… rewarded.
Dylan smiles.
Dylan: I'm always a good boy. It’s gone a bit quiet out there hasn’t it? Dave?!
Nothing.
Lissandra: David?!
Still nothing.
Dylan: Shit… he better not be hurt.
Gingerly, Dylan unlocks the bathroom door and slowly peers out. Dave Branson is nowhere to be seen and the front door is open. A few moments go by with Dylan and Lissandra on their own in the motel room with Lilly when a furious Dave Branson comes in with a man tied up and slung over his shoulder.
Dave: Ah! Dyl… Liss… I know who put the hit out on you.
Dave slams the door behind him.
Dave: This bastard was good enough to tell me.
The tied up man is the guy who fired the gunshot, killing the maid. Dave slings the man down on the floor.
Dave: We’ve just had a delightful chat. Haven’t we? Tell ‘em.
The guy, still tied up is coughing up blood from Dave’s attacks. Dave stands on the guy’s knee caps when he fails to say anything.
Assassin: Ahhh! Ahhh shit!
Dave: Tell ‘em.
Assassin: Ah shit! S-some reporter guy. Never got his name.
Dylan: Shaun!
Lissandra: Shaun?! That little tapeworm?! He’s got the cash to finance a hit on us?
Dylan: What other reporter do we know? What other reporter have I ribbed constantly?
Dave peers down at the tied up man grabbing him by the throat, putting his own phone to his ear.
Dave: This contract, is null and void. Tell Victor, that this contract is null and void and I AM DONE WITH THE ORGANIZATION.
Assassin: Just because you said so?
Dave smirks.
Dave: Oh no. I did some digging and bank account ‘reworking’. That $1.5 Million that Victor was going to get? It’s mine! And Shaun...isn’t a problem anymore either. You can thank Sal for that one. He owes me a few favours.
Assassin: Bastard! Boss…..Branson says that we lost the contract. I know! But! But!
Dave smirks, shooting the guy in the head. It’s over and Dylan and Lissandra are safe. Dylan and Lissandra hug each other. Lissandra plants a big kiss on Dave’s cheek as Dylan collects Lilly and the four of them make their way to Dave’s Mercedes. Dave gets on his earpiece.
Dave: Are we square?
Sal: Sure. I’ll never ask about a job again.
Dave: What did you do to that reporter?
Sal: He’s alive. That’s all you need to worry about. But he won’t be a bother.
Dave shuts off his earpiece and Lissandra gets a message from Vincenzo that Lord Allton is beginning to stir. As we fade to black on her face smiling ear to ear. Everything is going to be fine for the A-List!
=-----------=-----------=
Oh boy Sins… haven’t you guys fucked up? At Adrenaline Rush, Dave and I are not only going to take your tag team titles. But when we’re done, you’re gonna be lucky to even make it out of the arena.
You kidnap my wife… You drop me on concrete and smack me with a title belt AND THEN! You knock our good friend out of his goddamn wheelchair. And people say that the A-List are the assholes! No Sins… you’ve gone too far. See this begins at Adrenaline Rush but this doesn’t end at Adrenaline Rush. I know for a fact that when Lord Allton wakes up, he’s gonna want revenge. Trust me when I say that appearances are deceiving. Don’t let his chair fool you. He’s one of the most vindictive, revenge driven people that we know.
So, with that in mind… Dave and I are going to demolish you at Adrenaline Rush and when Outsiders rolls around again, your boys the Malvados are going to fall victim once again to Lord Allton when he sets his attack dogs – and our good friends – Tank and Vincenzo on them. That’s two different teams, but one Family that are gonna end all four of you.
Ka’Derrion, you’re a legend of the GCWA. Fine. But what happens when ‘His Legacy’ falls? You and I Ka’Derrion, we wrestle very similarly. We’re both fairly small of stature and we both rarely, if ever, go to the top. Difference is… Adrenaline Rush is the event of the A-List. Xavier… what’s to say about Mr. ‘Lack of Personality’? I concede that you beat me once… But that was a lucky shot. Lightning doesn’t strike twice – and no, I don’t mean that little idiot prick from Wrath of the Storm.
Welcome to war, gentlemen.
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Word Count: 2,180
Vincenzo: I don’t get it Tank. The Boss, he was out there with us at the end of the last Inferno. Why’s he suddenly like this again?!
Tank shrugs his shoulders obviously not knowing the answer. Bill looks sheepishly at Vincenzo.
Bill: Ah, maybe I can field that one, Mr. Larossia.
Suddenly Vincenzo springs up from his seat, pinning Bill against the wall.
Vincenzo: WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO, BILLY?!
Bill: N-n-nothing at all. Nothing!
Tank pulls Vincenzo off of Bill and forces him to sit down. Bill straightens his shirt, shaken and Tank walks up to him, patting him on the shoulder.
Bill: Yes, thank-you. I’m fine. I’m fine.
Vincenzo: Alright! OK so what happened then?!
Bill sits down and coughs a little.
Bill: I’d just helped Rob back into his spare manual chair ready for the final segment for the show and that was when he joined you and Tank and Dylan and Lissandra.
Vincenzo nods motioning for Bill to get to the point.
Bill: ….Anyway it was after the show when I was getting Rob back into his car ready to drive him to his hotel when he told me he felt light-headed. I offered to get him a drink of water, but Rob declined saying that he just wanted to get to the hotel and stretch out on his bed. We get to the hotel and there’s a crowd of people waiting by the front door and obviously with Rob being famous and part of the GCWA and Outsiders now, they wanted his autograph.
Tank and Vincenzo both nod.
Bill: Rob staying true to who he is however, ducked out of the way of the incoming arms of people saying that there would be no signing of autographs that evening. Someone in the crowd took advantage of that though and smacked Rob in the back of the head – and still woozy from the attack, Rob went down like a lead balloon. Ooh that reminds me! I meant to tell Lissandra that during the attack, whoever punched Rob left ‘this’ on top of him.
Bill gets a piece of paper out of his pocket and Vincenzo snatches it away from him. He reads it, scrunches it up and immediately gets his phone out to call Lissandra.
Meanwhile still in the arse end of nowhere.
Dylan and Lissandra have been awake all night paranoid that someone, somewhere has been trying to kill them. The two are sat in a dingy motel room on the beds doing their best to keep baby Leliana happy, whilst Dave is sat by the one window of the room, gun drawn, periodically looking through the curtains.
Dylan: So… You’re a hitman?
Dave: Yup.
Dylan: Like ACTUAL hitman?
Dave: Yup.
Lissandra: And you’ve murdered people?
Dave: Killed.
Dylan: What’s the fucking difference?
Dave: Scumbags murder, for the sake of the kill. A hitman is a weapon, a tool to be used by someone else. Nothing more nothing less.
Dylan: Jeez Dave, I knew you had your demons man, but I never expected anything like this.
Dave: Remember Ultimate Survival? You invited me down to Florida to catch up with TIO and I told you I would try to make it but I was stuck in France?
Lissandra: ….Yes…?
Dave: That was a contract. Now tell me, who in the world would genuinely want you dead?
Dylan and Lissandra stare at one another and both shrug their shoulders.
Dave: Look… for my former employers to get involved it’s got to be someone who has money. And I mean MONEY – those guys have never heard of chump change. I promise you that… Think.
Leliana begins to wake up so Lissandra goes to sort her out while Dave and Dylan continue talking and Dylan sighs, pulling his knees up to his chest and resting his chin on them, deep in thought.
Dylan: I don’t know man...Lissie and I… we have a lot of friends. A lot of haters – but haters who don’t like us so much that they want to see us dead? I’ve got no idea. I mean… the Sins of the Fathers, perhaps?
Dave and Dylan smirk at one another.
Dave: Well if that’s the case, then they have their chance at Adrenaline Rush…
Dylan waves this off.
Dylan: Nah. After what Ka’Derrion and Lux did? They’ve never seen a Dylan Thomas like they’re going to see at the Pay-Per-View.
Suddenly, Lissandra comes over with full blown fear on her face. Her phone is in her hand.
Lissandra: Baby…
Dylan and Dave both turn to look at her.
Lissandra: That was Vincenzo… it seems that Rob was knocked unconscious to get at us.
Dylan springs up off the bed in anger.
Dylan: What?! What do you mean?
Lissandra: Well… if you remember, he joined everyone at the end of the show in his manual wheelchair because of the Malvados making off with the wheels of his powered chair.
Dave: I’m gonna get even with THEM for that, too.
Dylan nods.
Lissandra: After the show, he was smacked in the back of the head by someone in the crowd at his hotel wanting autographs. Rob fell forward and this person left a note. Vinnie has read the note. It just says ‘One bastard down. Five to go. You ruined my life...I’m going to ruin yours. The A-List dies.’
Dylan and Dave stare at one another.
Everyone: Barry?!
Lissandra: I mean I know we’ve had our issues with Barry since turning on him but he doesn’t have the money to bankroll this…
Dylan: True. His brother is Xtreme for fuck sake and he married Deana.
Suddenly there’s a knock at the door of the motel room. Dave whispers to Dylan and Lissandra to take Lilly into the bathroom and lock the door. They do so and Dave looks through the peephole to see a maid standing there to do room service.
[?]: Room service!
Dave: No room service today, thanks!
[?]: Room service!
Dave: I said no room service!
[?]: Room service!
Dave: Fuck off!
The maid looks aghast at Dave’s rudeness and just as she turns to walk away, a loud bang is heard and the maid crumples to the floor in a heap. Dave ducks to the floor and heads to the window slowly trying to figure out where the shot came from.
Dave: You guys alright in there?!
Dylan: Yeah, bro!
Lissandra: What was that noise?!
Dave: A minor inconvenience! Don’t worry about it! Stay low.
Whilst Dave tries to figure out just where the gun shot came from, Dylan and Lissandra are discussing Sins of the Fathers and the Malvados.
Lissandra: How can Deana Barrows allow for a kidnapping to take place on her show? I thought she had our best interests at heart. And to think...I said she looked beautiful in that wedding dress!
Dylan: Well I’ve got to tell you… that Death Valley Driver onto the concrete hurt like a bitch…
Lissandra: Well thankfully it didn’t mess up your perfect good looks, too badly.
Dylan smirks at his wife and the two kiss.
Dylan: But it doesn’t matter because at Adrenaline Rush, I’m going to do worse than that.
Lissandra pauses and stares at Dylan, punching him lightly in the shoulder.
Lissandra: By the way… I’ve got a bone to pick with you.
Dylan: I’ve got a bone too, but you first.
Dylan winks.
Lissandra: You vs Alessandro Quagliaterre… you pulled me in front of you as a human shield.
Dylan: I did?
Lissandra nods, smirking.
Dylan: Oh! No… I remember now! No… I was about to trip and I used your shoulders to save myself from falling. Don’t worry honey, I won’t ever do that again. Lapse of judgement.
Both Dylan and Lissandra briefly look into the camera and wink before going straight back to their conversation.
Lissandra: So what’s your bone, with your perfect Queen of a wife?
Dylan looks down at his lap and smirks before Lissandra catches on.
Lissandra: HERE? Now?! No. Besides… Lilly’s here. But I promise… We get out of here…
Lissandra puts a hand on Dylan’s chest.
Lissandra: ….And you be a good boy for once? I’ll make sure you’re… rewarded.
Dylan smiles.
Dylan: I'm always a good boy. It’s gone a bit quiet out there hasn’t it? Dave?!
Nothing.
Lissandra: David?!
Still nothing.
Dylan: Shit… he better not be hurt.
Gingerly, Dylan unlocks the bathroom door and slowly peers out. Dave Branson is nowhere to be seen and the front door is open. A few moments go by with Dylan and Lissandra on their own in the motel room with Lilly when a furious Dave Branson comes in with a man tied up and slung over his shoulder.
Dave: Ah! Dyl… Liss… I know who put the hit out on you.
Dave slams the door behind him.
Dave: This bastard was good enough to tell me.
The tied up man is the guy who fired the gunshot, killing the maid. Dave slings the man down on the floor.
Dave: We’ve just had a delightful chat. Haven’t we? Tell ‘em.
The guy, still tied up is coughing up blood from Dave’s attacks. Dave stands on the guy’s knee caps when he fails to say anything.
Assassin: Ahhh! Ahhh shit!
Dave: Tell ‘em.
Assassin: Ah shit! S-some reporter guy. Never got his name.
Dylan: Shaun!
Lissandra: Shaun?! That little tapeworm?! He’s got the cash to finance a hit on us?
Dylan: What other reporter do we know? What other reporter have I ribbed constantly?
Dave peers down at the tied up man grabbing him by the throat, putting his own phone to his ear.
Dave: This contract, is null and void. Tell Victor, that this contract is null and void and I AM DONE WITH THE ORGANIZATION.
Assassin: Just because you said so?
Dave smirks.
Dave: Oh no. I did some digging and bank account ‘reworking’. That $1.5 Million that Victor was going to get? It’s mine! And Shaun...isn’t a problem anymore either. You can thank Sal for that one. He owes me a few favours.
Assassin: Bastard! Boss…..Branson says that we lost the contract. I know! But! But!
Dave smirks, shooting the guy in the head. It’s over and Dylan and Lissandra are safe. Dylan and Lissandra hug each other. Lissandra plants a big kiss on Dave’s cheek as Dylan collects Lilly and the four of them make their way to Dave’s Mercedes. Dave gets on his earpiece.
Dave: Are we square?
Sal: Sure. I’ll never ask about a job again.
Dave: What did you do to that reporter?
Sal: He’s alive. That’s all you need to worry about. But he won’t be a bother.
Dave shuts off his earpiece and Lissandra gets a message from Vincenzo that Lord Allton is beginning to stir. As we fade to black on her face smiling ear to ear. Everything is going to be fine for the A-List!
=-----------=-----------=
Oh boy Sins… haven’t you guys fucked up? At Adrenaline Rush, Dave and I are not only going to take your tag team titles. But when we’re done, you’re gonna be lucky to even make it out of the arena.
You kidnap my wife… You drop me on concrete and smack me with a title belt AND THEN! You knock our good friend out of his goddamn wheelchair. And people say that the A-List are the assholes! No Sins… you’ve gone too far. See this begins at Adrenaline Rush but this doesn’t end at Adrenaline Rush. I know for a fact that when Lord Allton wakes up, he’s gonna want revenge. Trust me when I say that appearances are deceiving. Don’t let his chair fool you. He’s one of the most vindictive, revenge driven people that we know.
So, with that in mind… Dave and I are going to demolish you at Adrenaline Rush and when Outsiders rolls around again, your boys the Malvados are going to fall victim once again to Lord Allton when he sets his attack dogs – and our good friends – Tank and Vincenzo on them. That’s two different teams, but one Family that are gonna end all four of you.
Ka’Derrion, you’re a legend of the GCWA. Fine. But what happens when ‘His Legacy’ falls? You and I Ka’Derrion, we wrestle very similarly. We’re both fairly small of stature and we both rarely, if ever, go to the top. Difference is… Adrenaline Rush is the event of the A-List. Xavier… what’s to say about Mr. ‘Lack of Personality’? I concede that you beat me once… But that was a lucky shot. Lightning doesn’t strike twice – and no, I don’t mean that little idiot prick from Wrath of the Storm.
Welcome to war, gentlemen.
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Word Count: 2,180
