Then and Now 6

[Zasshu II]

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Then.
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He took another sip from the cheap glass of whiskey, it burned going down, just the way he liked it. In front of him stood Kayla Richards, barely clothed, a black lace bra hanging off her shoulder as she continued her little strip tease. Frank slowly moved the glass so the whiskey swirled, he felt himself rise as Kayla moved and thought about all the awful things he was about to do to her.

”You like this?”

She dropped to her knees, both shoulder of the bra dropping down to her elbows as her hands ran up the camo covered thighs of Frank Black. He nodded and grunted an approval as she kept rubbing at him slowly, her hands making their way up to his skull belt buckle.

”Pants a little snug?”

He smirked at her, of course they were. He couldn’t help but notice the little things, the way her hands hesitated or how her words sounded so forced. He knew GOD had sent her here for him, she was to appease his appetite for now but she wasn’t part of the deal…

Rachel was.

Kayla’s hands slowly undid his pants button and then the zipper, he felt himself suddenly freed from the confines of his clothes as she paid homage to GOD in her own way but Frank wasn’t really there at the moment. He took another long sip of the whiskey and emptied the glass, when he looked down it wasn’t Kayla’s head he saw bobbing up and down it was Rachel’s and she wasn’t being forced to do it, she wanted to do it, she wanted Frank inside of her.

He reached out for the bottle and grabbed a hold of it’s neck as he felt the back of her head, her blond hair moving through his fingers as she went to town on him.

Kayla…

He took the bottle and threw back a long hard sip before gripping her even tighter by the hair and slowly pulling her off. Kayla looked hurt, offended… Scared.

”Did I… Was it… What happened?”

”Ya ain’t the one I want.”

Frank brought the bottle back to his lips and took another sip, the liquid burning his throat, the world getting a little more blurry but his head seemingly more clear than ever. He wanted his half of the deal, he wanted Rachel.

”Get out.”

She didn’t know what to do right away but Frank didn’t care, he adjusted himself and buttoned up before brushing past her. He grabbed his keys and finished the bottle and left the room before Kayla had even gotten her jeans back on. She wasn’t entirely sure what to do but she felt relieved that she didn’t have to do what she was told.

Frank found himself drunk and slurring as he looked for the home of GOD. He knew he was somewhere in the building, maybe sitting atop a throne of skulls as he issued orders to his “Family.” Frank laughed at the idea, at the thought that he had any family besides Rachel, their kid, that’s what he was promised. That’s what he was getting.

He found himself standing in a doorway, it was dark but somehow he could see, as if there was but a single light which shown down from heaven on GOD. He sat there, a crooked smile on his face as Frank stumbled into the room. Somewhere he noticed Mason and Pooler, both of them watching as he drunkenly approached their lord, his lord.

”You dare come to me in this state?”

”I want what’s mine.”

Frank slurred, he wasn’t sure it came out the way he thought it did but he’s pretty sure GOD got the idea.

”I had assumed but it isn’t time yet.”

”Bullshit! You promised me!”

”And it’s a promise I plan to keep.”

”I want her, I want her now.”

He thought GOD laughed at him, he wasn’t sure but he GOD didn’t look too amused.

”My patience grows thin my son, go now before you embarrass yourself further.”

Frank didn’t think, he just reacted, he moved toward GOD with the intention of choking what he wanted out of him but before he even knew what hit him he was on the ground with Mason St Croix punching him over and over again in the face. Frank felt the skin break, the blood flow, he felt it all through a drunken haze as Mason glared coldly into his eyes like the Perfect Weapon he was. GOD placed his hand on Mason’s shoulder and he stopped.

”Enough.”

Mason backed off as GOD knelt down beside Frank.

”When I found you, you were laying half dead in a pool of your own vomit picking fights with anyone dumb enough to listen to you. I lifted you back up onto your feet and guided you back into the light. I gave you a renewed purpose as one of my Disciples and in return for your faith I promised you Rachel Wells…”

GOD’s tone became very cold.

”She belongs to ME and ME alone as do you and everyone else in the Age of X. You get what I give you and nothing else. If you wish to throw away your reward because your impatient then I will happily dump you back into the bottle I found you in.”

Slowly he moved back almost slithering like a snake, he gave him his hand pulled Frank to his feet bringing him in close so he could speak quietly in his ear..

”Get yourself cleaned up and if you ever disgrace yourself like this before me again… So help you GOD.”

GOD let him go, Frank felt himself get dizzy once released from his grasp, the world grew cold, it felt like it was spinning and then it was black…

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Now.
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Well it looks like my father wants me to smack the shit outta IWF’s absentee Invictus Champion and his challenger incarnate the seeming behemoth that is Judas Alliah.

Good, I’ve been dying for a real challenge.

See ladies, I been on a little bit of a tear these last few months, ever since I pledged my allegiance to the one true GOD, to my Lord and Father, I have found the strength of spirit to over come all obstacles placed before me. While Bates and that big bearded mother fucker have been stumbling their ways between wins and loses.

This Red Neck has been whippin’ ass like it ain’t nobodies business.

An I got it, I’m a redneck an a hillbilly an a cousin fucker, hell, I probably fucked a goat once or twice, am I right?

Grow the fuck up you ignorant pieces of shit. Just because I hail from down south an wait patiently for the day the Confederacy is Reborn to suck the life from all you yank mother fuckers doesn’t immediately make me some kind of hornswaggling hillbilly.

See this here redneck piece of shit has been one of the most dominant men on the roster lately, I been super kicking the shit outta prissy little bitches like Bates left an right an while that sorry sack of shit has been whining about his daddy I been keepin’ my eyes right on the prize.

The Invictus Championship.

Ya don’t deserve that belt Bates, ya don’t even deserve to step into my Father’s ring, bout the only thing you deserve is a harsh night with Big Bubba, though you’d probably like it, I think you deserve a good long fucking from a man three times your size with a dick longer than you is tall.

See, I don’t discriminate because you’re a switch hitter, I just want you the fuck off my team.

Now I know once upon a time you was some big time shit, you was beatin’ all the ass and takin’ all the names and really just makin’ a name for yourself. Unfortunately that was like five years ago in a promotion where the last World Champion was some cum guzzling whore that’d take it up the ass from anyone willing to risk shit dick.

Color me impressed wit your career thus far.

To be fair Bates, at one point you was whippin’ the shit outta our roster until you walked into the brick wall that is the upper echelon, that is the Age of X and ever since you started running your mouth about our Lord and Father, OUR SAVIOR! You’ve fallen upon some hard times. Maybe you should try shuttin’ that dick swilling mouth of yours and accept GOD into your life because it’s about the only way you’re gonna survive me.

Tell me somethin’ Judas, the fuck do you know about GOD?

Ya had your chance to bow down before his glory, to accept him into your life and follow him into the light.

YA HAD YOUR CHANCE!

Ya chose the path of the heathen, of the none believer, ya went your own way with your own god and now ya will pay the price. See GOD don’t forget, he remembers what ya said, what ya been sayin’, he remembers ya standin’ there while the Ace tried to make a fool of him with Verona. HE REMEMBERS EVERYTHING!

So ya wanna stand there an tell me I’m following the wrong man? That I’m being used? Judas, my GOD is exposed. He puts himself out there every single week and BEGS for a challenger. HE PLEADS for the none believers to step up to him so that he may put him down. MY GOD has never once asked me to do anything I didn’t agree with an he’s never sicked me on someone who didn’t deserve.

So exactly how is he using me?

He’s trying to change the face of professional wrestling for the better. He’s trying to usher in a new age, an age a brute ass mother fucker like you should be proud to be a part of.

He doesn’t want a new world order, this isn’t one big ego patting fest. We don’t all sit around backstage and beat off to his presence like the Empire did with Spike Kane. He offered us a path to salvation, he offered us meaning. Before I joined the Age of X I was just a drunk getting into bar fights. My contract was up, my tag belt gone, my brother didn’t speak to me.

Now look at me.

I’m destroying the power rankings week in and week out, I’m standing side by side with my brother and the whole damn world is paying attention to me again. GOD SAVED ME.

What has your god done for you lately?

My faith has been rewarded and that’s why I’m in this match. Not because he wants to use me but because he wants to see me flourish. He has recognized my talent and my skill an he’s given me something in return for my faith. I believe in GOD, I believe in his message and with the Invictus title around my waist I will be better suited to spread it.

That belt is all about blood and violence, the Age of X, the new era is all about brutality. With that belt around my waist I will be the first new face of my Father’s age to emerge and I will serve him proudly as I bleed out every single one of you sniveling little fucks.

I don’t have no witty catch phrase to end this on so let me just say this.

I’m gonna fuck you up.