Post by nightrider on Aug 6, 2011 12:32:30 GMT -5
[glow=red,2,300]AoD[/glow]
[glow=red,2,300]Angels of Death[/glow]
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The Night Rider felt real good! Finally the legal crap was out of the way and he would be able to get back in the ring He wasn't worried about any ring rust because he was in excellent shape conditioning for his Repo job. He had never realized before just how much hell they went through until he did it. You come across some pretty tough characters in that business. This was something completely different though, Only the best in the business make it in ACW. He knew the going would be tough but he had done it all before and knew just what it would demand of him. Physically there were not many who could match him. It was the mental games that they liked to play that he wasn't ready for the last time and they took their toll on him. Now he would be expecting it and had a few mind games of his own to throw at them!
The voice over the intercom woke him from being lost in his thoughts. " All passengers please buckle your seatbelts we will be landing at O'Hare in about 20 minutes. Please remain seated until the plane comes to a complete stop. Thank you."
He had made it with plenty of time to spare. His next plane back out would depart about 2 hours after they landed. Plenty of time to take care of business and head back. He needed to pick up a few things from his house and make sure all of the staff were taken care of. His brother would handle the Repo business in his absence so it would be okay. Now if this damn plane would land!
It seemed like forever but Night Rider was finally behind the wheels of his rental car and heading south on Lake Shore Drive. The rental was just a 2009 Toyota Camry but it handled well and was good on gas so it would do for in the City. Finally he made it to his house and was pulling into the garage when his cell phone went off. He checked the number and noticed it was the sme one who had called before. He let it ring out and waited to see if the person left a message. They didn't, At least not this time. He wondered who it was. His instincts told him it wasn't anyone from ACW itself, But you never know. He had been wrong before. After closing his garage door Night Rider took a look around his estate. He had built it up extensively since purchasing it a few years ago. It had a security wall that surrounded it and guard dogs that patrolled the grounds. He had cameras that covered every nook and cranny. This was his fortress, Where he always felt safe. The main house was a two story old southern style mansion with the big porch complete with a cooler bar, Porch swing, and other features he had built in. He walked around to the side of the house, Pushed a hidden switch on the wall and another doorway opened up. He unlocked it with his key and stepped inside. Following the circular stairway he made his way to the basement where his secret office was located. He walked over to his desk and sat down. Opening the drawer he pulled out the computer discs he came after and grabbed some files that were buried at the bottom. These he would need. The discs contained every one of the matches he had been in and the files were notes he had taken on special moves his opponents had used and loads of information that would be beneficial to him in the ACW. He would do his homework a little better this time around and make sure he knew all he could about his opponents. No surprises this time. He looked at his watch and new he had to rush back to the airport to catch his flight out. Now that he had everything that he needed there would be no stopping him. Hyena, Travis, And all of the rest would know he meant business. There would be no mistaking his intentions. He was hungry for Gold and could almost feel it around his waist now..