Post by nightrider on Sept 4, 2011 1:19:27 GMT -5
[glow=red,2,300]AoD[/glow]
[glow=red,2,300]Angels of Death[/glow]
As Night Rider walked along the beach he could feel the nice cool wind blowing through his hair. It felt good after the heat of the day. The waves crashed softly against the bank and somewhere in the distance he could hear a fish jumping in the water. The full moon shined brightly up above. It was so peaceful and so perfect out. Thousands of thoughts raced through his mind going over everything that had happened in the past couple of years. After his Fathers' Death he just hadn't been the same for the longest time. It was as if a part of himself had died also. It took the longest before he could even attempt to even pick up weights again let alone wrestle. Then he took over the Repo business until he started to get that urge again. It was then that he decided he would come back and do whatever he had to do to succeed not only for himself but for his father also. If that meant he had to step up his game and make them an offer they couldn't refuse then so be it!
He pulled his cell phone out of his pocket, and after taking a picture of the full moon dancing on the water, He called Angel Fyre.
Night Rider: Angel, Listen. I need you to get whatever you need to get and meet me at Roccilis in an hour.
Angel Fyre: Okay, What's up? What are you up to?
Night Rider: Never mind right now just please trust me with this. It's going to be big!
Angel Fyre: Okay, I will get everything together and be at Roccilis in an hour.
Night Rider hung up the phone and walked back to his car. It didn't take long before he reached his current home on the North side of Chicago. He headed straight for his Study and unlocked a secret department under the desk. Pulling out a briefcase he opens it, Glances inside and closes it again. It was all set. Time to get to Roccilis and take care of some business.
Roccilis was a very discreet and expensive restaurant/Bar on the West Side. They had some of the best Italian food around and served nothing but top shelf alcohol. Thick black carpet covered the entire floor and the tables were candlelit. The chairs were soft and comfortable. Candles were lit along each wall with dim drop lights hanging from the ceiling. A huge bar sat in the middle of the tables with the serving and cooking stations in the back. Soft music lightly filled the air.
Night Rider walked up to the bar and sat on one of the soft high back barstools. After ordering a Scotch on the rocks he put his briefcase on the bar and looked inside again. If his plan didn't do the trick then nothing would. He watched Angel Fyre as she walked through the door and made her way over to him.
Night Rider: Wow, Right on time! It's a miracle. hey, Don't look like that I'm kidding.
Angel Fyre: I know, I know, It's just driving me crazy trying to figure out what you have up your sleeve. I've got Jolene setting up the camera on the other side of the bar in front of the fireplace. I thought it would make a good backdrop.
Night Rider: You just happen to think of everything don't you. That's why I keep you around. Kidding, Kidding. Come on, Lets head over there.
Angel Fyre: I thought you would never get around to it, Lets go.
Night Rider grabbed the briefcase from the bar and headed towards the fireplace. There were two soft red velvet chairs sitting in front facing the fire. A camera and microphone were set up on the mantle. Night Rider helped Angel Fyre sit down and then sat down himself. He placed the briefcase on the floor beside his chair. After being given the go signal by Jolene he begn to speak.
Night Rider: I have in my lap here what you may call 'An offer you can't refuse' You see, When I first started in the ACW her I thought I would come in and spread around a little bit of TLC. You know what I mean? My first match was a Tables, Ladders and Chairs match. I LOVED IT! I didn't win the match but I had a hell of a lot of fun. So now.
Night Rider picks up the briefcase, Opens it and turns it towards the camera.
Night Rider: What I have right here in my hand is an open contract for the next Shockwave. It is a Tables, Ladders, And Chairs match and there will be $50,000 in this briefcase hanging above the ring. The last man standing wins the briefcase!
Angel Fyres' jaw dropped to her lap. This was the last thing she had expected. Night Rider had been a mad man the night of that match and it was purely brutal. Yet, What better way to make a big splash and get everyones attention. She had to admire him, His mind was always working.
Night Rider: Now lets see who has got the balls to step up to the plate. Come on out and play with the big dog boys. 50 G's. No pain No gain. There isn't anything between us but fear and space. Lets have some fun!
Night Rider waves his hand across his throat and Jolene shuts off the camera. He takes Angel Fyre by the hand and the two head over to a table for a peaceful dinner.