Ucw: The Story Of The Man, Part Three (3)
The house seemed more of a mansion, glittering with cleanliness and style. They were standing in the entrance with seemed the size of their old house. Tony gave Amy a nudge to go forward and inspect the rest of the house. She investigated the house that seemed like heaven, she seemed infatuated with the master bedroom with its silk sheets and en suite bathroom. She then was pushed onto the bed and in play full fashion clambered onto the bed. Tony closed the door and his face was serious. Amy felt threatened so she backed into a corner “Tony what are you doing?” the electricity in the air was huge; the two lovers become complete enemies without reason. Amy didn’t understand why, Tony sat down on the bed a looked over at his shoulder with a sadistic look. “I need to tell what has happened to me while I was away. The kind of things I did to survive” Amy reached out her hand and landed it onto Tony’s shoulder. He shrugged her hand off and replied, “My skin is unclean”. Amy’s eyes began to water. “To earn money up in England I helped some dirty people in some dirty deeds. Beating people up, murder and sometimes” his face was still like a rock “assisting in rape”. Amy’s body started to shake and her nerves melted. “I went through some bad things, I missed you so much, England was shit, so much shit, so I took some pills and ended up in hospital almost dead, after that I decided that I would try to become a someone” Tony started to shake as well. “I slipped into insanity for awhile, banging my head against windows and crap like that. I got drunk one day and walked into those bad guys, I got in a rage and I … broke all their necks, killed them all. I ran away, full of anger, into a gym and trained and trained until my anger subsided. Everyday for 3 months I trained for 6 hours every 4 days a week earning my money from the police by investigating my own murder, it was the perfect cover, I do feel bad and I always will, just before I flew back I heard rumours of my real dads reappearance so I tracked him down and I saw him in a park. I so badly wanted to go and hurt him but I couldn’t cause more pain to anyone. I thought of you Amy so I flew over here looking at the business section, I knew UCW would go under without me so I decided to come back and wrestle again. To save the company, not for them, for you Amy, but now is when you decide, do want to live in the mansion with a murderer or do you want to live here alone, if I think is true you will break me in half but I will still leave if you want me to” Amy burst into tears and Tony unlocked the door. He opened it slowly and whispered, “It’s your call girl”. Amy wiped her tears and tried to laugh but to no avail. Tony was not amused and awaited her answer. “Give me some time please”. Tony walked out into the front lawn. Conflicted thoughts invaded Amy’s mind for the next 2 hours, she went through several stages but never came to a decision. She could hardly believe that something that she wanted to be so pure ended out so sick. She took her wedding ring off of her finger and placed it on the bedside table. She stared at it for a while just thinking of what it represented. She had made her decision and called Tony in. “no matter how much I seem to hate you, I still love you but you must do something for me first” Tony listened in quietly “you miss something inside, I can sense it and it is keeping you away from me, megalation, go there and win the main event but not for me, for you, as soon as you do that you can be with me again” Tony nodded, grabbed his training bag and walked out saying in a cheerily voice “see ya soon babe” Date: March 10th 1997 Location: Training hall, Chicago “I heard she’s free now, that ass is so fine baby” said ice veins a fellow wrestler. “Whatever dude, you don’t have to fight her ex at megalation,” sighed the wall “but I have to admit, damn she is one to go for” behind the duo they could hear a sadistic laugh. They turned their desks around to look at the person. It was two people, one was grossly large maybe 7 or 8 foot tall and the other was smaller but had red gelled hair. The larger one spoke “so you’re the one who wants to beat the man for his woman eh?” wall tightened his gloves and replied clearly “who the hell are you freak!” He just laughed along with his friend “I’m mosh, this is Ben the new wrestlers around here and I’ve got to say, the man is going to annihilate you in your current state and you know it” just then like a headmistress Stephanie walked into the room and demanded silence as she spoke “Tony has got this company back on track now it’s up to you guys to keep it this way. Megalation’s coming soon and if all goes well a big raise is in order so don’t bugger it up, now get into that training room and train damn it!” The class rolled their eyes back and followed their mistress into the training arena which consists of many cardio and weights areas with one training ring which contained The Man in his blue tank top and designer jeans just smiling. “Who wants to go first?” After he had defeated 4 people in a row The Man decided to call it a day and started weights. The two new ones approached him slowly “hey Tony this may be weird but can you set a training tag match for us” he lifted his weight and set it on the rack “hey bro, Ben wassup guys? Hold on a tick” he turned his head around at the two in the ring and shouted loud “oi, stop it, my boys here wanna match clear out!” he smiled at his friends as they started a match with the wall and ice veins. The match was very intense and the wrestling was great. All of the other wrestlers crowded around the ring without The Man and Stephanie. She walked over to the man and enquired his situation with Amy “better than us two” replied The Man. She just smiled and walked away. Date: March 13th 1997 Location: UCW Megalation The locker room was silent, all of the other matches had been a huge success and his match was next. His dream hanged by a thread and his marriage. 3 seconds on the mat is all that stood between heaven and hell. Over the last year The Man has found himself in the shadows in which he had created, he just didn’t realised how dark he had become but he has changed, he isn’t lost in himself anymore. A slow walk helped him to think about what exactly was on the line, everything. The feel of the curtain was not forgotten in his mind as he rushed into the ring. The wall seemed more of a competitor than expected but all was not lost, several big moves by The Man and the match was almost won. The crowd cheered him on; all of the millions watching at home were biting their fingernails in anticipation. The move that every one wanted to see was almost going to happen, the deviator. He lifted wall above his shoulders with all his physical superiority and slammed down his opponent in one fatal blow. He crawled over for the pin 1...2… oh no! The champion managed to kick out of the best move in The Man’s arsenal. The Man looked to the crowd who were in complete astonishment. The wall lifted himself back into the battle and landed his special, the wall cutter. A move that completely wrenches the neck and spine rendering the fighter almost dead. The fight was over 1…2… oh my god. The voice of Amy awakened in The Man as he threw up his shoulder. The wall couldn’t believe his eyes trying to pin The Man several times but with no luck he couldn’t get the three. The Man then jumped up as if he was fresh and totally obliterated the champion with his new move, the spear. A move that consist of a diving shoulder directly into the opponent’s gut, very painful considering how big The Man’s shoulder was. The Wall doubled up in pain and eventually fell unconscious. Man hooked the leg and awaited the count. The move was too much for the champ and the three count seemed as slow as ever. As the referee’s hand went down for the third time, he jumped up and grabbed his title. Everyone around the world was screaming with joy including the only person watching at the Sayers mansion. He climbed up the turnbuckle, the gold shimmering ultimate championship in hand and lifted it high above his head. His dream had finally come true. What really surprised The Man is that everyone stood up in respect for him and just kept chanting his name, he felt so humbled. After all the celebrations were over he got the first flight too new jersey to find his “AMY!!” Date: March 15th 1997 Location: Lawn of the Sayers estate She heard rustling outside, in the front lawn. This noise was loud and it woke her up, she opened the window as the sun blinded her. She wiped her eyes and looked with all her might outside. “Hey babe!” only one person called her babe. She smiled and ran to the front door with complete excitement, he was back. She opened the front door and stood on the doorstep but could not see him. “You should know I don’t have a front door key” she looked around again thinking that her mind was playing tricks on her. “Where are you girl?” she followed what seemed to be the source of the voice. She walked around the house to the back lawn. “Come on hurry!” she broke into a run and saw the most unexpected thing in the world. A diamond fountain that stood almost as tall as their house, in the middle laid a statue of herself with two ruby eyes. At the side of it stood her husband “watcha think babe?” Amy’s gained a funny grin and her eyes widened “how did you pay for this Tony” he laughed and grabbed her hand “I thought that I was a bit of a dick telling you about my dark stuff, so I won at megalation and got a massive pay check and decided to come back with a little gift” Amy almost fainted with happiness “little, it’s huge!!! It must of cost thousands!” Tony was enjoying this “millions actually” Amy fainted. “How is she?” enquired Richard. Tony nodded and dealt out the cards to the men around the table “ante, 20 big ones”. They all chipped in while Richard continued to ask, “she’s coming down soon, in the new dress I brought her”. The guys all dealt in their cards and it turned out Ben the winner. “Tell me Ben what makes you so good at cards, are you just the best” said Amy walking into the basement with a case of beers. “You said it sweets,” the men laughed as they grabbed their beers. “So I did, got room for a sweet English girl to play?” The wall grabbed a chair for the only girl in the circle. She was dressed in pure silk, which definitely distinguished herself away from the rest of the tank top warriors that surrounded the tables. Tony dealt out the cards fairly and ante 20 bucks again. “Baby can you ante me in” asks Amy flittering her eyelashes. Tony nodded and paid another 20. Everyone dealt in and only Amy was left to go. Ben was the leader with 21, they were playing blackjack. “Another card please?” she was gong for a five card trick, she obviously got it. All the men were clean out of cash. Amy was obviously an awesome card shark. She had gained over 10 grand in the space of 2 hours. Tony didn’t mind as long as it made Amy happy, that’s all he wanted to do. The time was about 9 pm and Amy was snug on the sofa, everyone had left by now. Tony took this opportunity to take a relaxing drive to the nearby shopping centre. He picked up some groceries from the only open off license shop. He picked up a couple bottles of alcohol and some snacks. By the time he came back Amy had fallen asleep. Tony unloaded his shopping in the huge kitchen of his and looked at Amy’s sleeping body for a while just thinking of how lucky he was to have such a great girl despite all the bad things he had committed. Then with the most slowest and gentle movements he picked her up, laid her on her bed and after awhile joined her. Date: March 20th 1997 Location: dark hours of Sayers estate She waved with complete determination at the car that contained her husband. He was headed to the next UCW show and she had stuff to take care of so Amy decided to stay behind for this show. As Tony disappeared into the distance she confided herself inside the safety of her home. She grabbed a glass of wine and some snacks to begin work on her papers. A huge pile of paperwork was needed to be done and it was about 5 hours of work to complete. After every page finished she took a sip of her wine and ate many crisps to kick-start work again. She worked way into the night carrying on even at the time of 11 pm. As she began to yawn and fatigue started to build in the young beauty a noise could be heard outside in the parking area. Then she heard a knock on the door, she automatically thought that Tony was making a surprise for her. As she walked downstairs with anticipation she glanced over to one of the guest rooms, someone had left the TV on. It showed The Man wrestling live, Amy started to feel scared. It couldn’t possibly be Tony so who was it? Nether less she walked to the front door. She opened the door slowly not noticing to put the lock on; she stumbled back and saw two men in black jumpers with jeans. Their faces were covered with masks as they began to assault her with baseball bats. She screamed for help but nobody came, she kept screaming “TONY!!” but he too didn’t come. One of the men signalled for others to come and the burglary commenced. The other however had dragged Amy all bloodied and battered, crying and screaming to the master bedroom. That was when the sickest thing happened. He used Amy’s delicate and sexy body to fulfil his own sick sexual needs. He abused her and when he was finished more came in and carried on the sick sight of demoralization of inhumane proportion. In the end Amy laid on the bed crying and bleeding herself to sleep, not having the strength to call the police or any other person. Almost everything had gone; the mobs terrorization was quick and almost fatal to Amy. When she awoke during the morning the blood had soaked in her once beautiful hair. She stumbled out of the master bedroom trying not to think about what happened but the thoughts circled around her head, unstoppable, destructive, menacing and totally insane. The attackers had already been and gone. She walked into the kitchen where the desktop remained; she climbed onto it and laid there until someone would come in to see her. Date: March 21st 1997 Location: Sayers estate He pulled up outside the house, parking nicely and securely. He exited the car and looked at his mansion, many of the windows had been broken but from the inside. All of his cars had gone and his door had been broken open. He jogged into the house looking at his empty foyer. A small shattering noise generated from the kitchen, so he picked up a baseball bat from the floor and approached with caution. He peeped through the shattered door of his kitchen; there was definitely see someone in there. He opened the remains of the door slowly enough to keep his presence unknown. What he planned to do was to scare the person inside by barging in. the timing was perfect catching the person completely unaware but it was only his beloved Amy. She hit the ground with her hands on her head, she looked round at the bat that Tony was carrying and immediately screamed “don’t rape me!!!” Tony could hardly believe himself, he fingers slipped from the bat and it rattled on the floor. It rolled toward Amy and stopped right by her hand. Tony was shaking by this point as Amy grasped the bat and charged with full pace toward her husband. She swung with full power and aggression, she really did want to hurt him whether she noticed who it was or not made no difference. Tony flew his arms up and caught the bat before it connected with his head. Amy collapsed onto Tony trying to punch his strong chest with all her might. Tony grabbed Amy’s head and forced her to look at him “it’s me Amy, your Tony!!” Amy did not refrain shouting, “I know! Why didn’t you come to save me you bastard?” although she tried to hurt Tony he picked her up and carried her to the living room which had a half destroyed sofa. He laid her down onto it while she poured out the whole story to him and also why she was so angry with him. Eventually she drifted off to sleep and Tony phoned around to some shops to get the basic things, beds, food and clothes. Within 5 hours his orders had arrived while his sleeping beauty rested. When she awoke almost all the house had been fixed, still filled with anger she walked to the master bedroom awaiting a bed. She looked inside only to see her husband loading a pump action shotgun. “Promise me you won’t go after them please, they’ve caused enough trouble?” Tony looked up and smiled “whatever you want honey, come on it’s been a long day and it’s late, lets go to bed baby” she pulled the duvet over her and slowly drifted again to sleep. Tony however stayed firmly awake with his shotgun gripped in his hand. Late hours of the nights passed as Tony gently got up with thoughts of exacting revenge. He slipped silently into his car and drove anywhere he thought the criminals would hide. In Tony’s mind, perverts hang around in perverted places like a strip club. The club was full of adoring public, so some fans autographs were signed so that his act could remain intact. His weapon was concealed inside his long coat out of sight. His presence remained unknown, for he knew it was a long shot but if the bastards were here he was going to kill them. Every conversation met his ear, just waiting for the right information. He decided to order a drink to suppress his anger for a while. A man in his 20’s came up to the bar and ordered a lot of drinks. “That’s a lot of drinks you’re getting, who’s the crowd” Tony enquired. “For that lot over there, their celebrating” Tony laughed a sinister laugh “and your not celebrating? What’s it all about”. The talker then realised who it was speaking to him “hey you’re the man aren’t you, yes you are, oh my god” he started to become hysterical. “You didn’t answer my question” the man’s eyes lit up as if his hero stood before him, he was actually sitting “uh erm my name is Matt, the erm guys over there raided a house yesterday, I didn’t go ‘cos I heard uh they got up to some weird stuff” Tony grabbed Matt by the throat and forced him to pass out. He then moved over to the gang who infused Tony with anger saying things like “damn she was fine” and “she was awesome” unaware that pain was coming. Tony flew over to the table kicking one member in the head, equipping his shotgun and using it to hit another member. Then he grabbed another by the throat and chucked him across the room over to the red coloured stage where many dancers ran off the stage. He closely followed the only existing awake member who checked his friend on the stage. Tony jumped up onto the stage and lifted the member against the wall aiming the shotgun directly between the eyes. The man was screaming “Don’t kill me!!” the words echoed in his head and reminded him of what Amy had said about the situation. He fired both shots into the ground and dropped the member on the floor. When he produced a handgun, Tony sprung on attack once more throwing him of the stage through a table below. The fall had almost broken his spine. Everyone in the bar looked at him not comprehending what he had done. Without blinking Tony left the club and drove home with a deeper sense. The time was almost midnight and Tony slowly slipped into his mansion without notice. Amy had no idea of what had happened during the night.
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