You know what? Fuck you. Seriously, thatís all I should just say right now. I should just lean back, take a long swig of beer, and give out a long hearty fuck you. Donít get me wrong. This fuck you is not toward Ataxia believe it or not. Donít get me wrong, he can burn in hell. However, the fuck you is directed at Ace. Iím glad your child, your meal ticket, your dream is quickly crashing down and smashing into a million pieces. Yet, it seems you are doing everything you can to fuck me as the ticker counts down. You put me in one of the more hardcore matches you can think of probably hoping Ataxia using it to his advantage to cripple me once and for all. Thatís not all though, you have a back up plan. If I get by Ataxia, and make no mistake about it Ace I will, youíve set me up in a tag title match. That in itself is fine, a champion should be called on to defend his title. What annoys me is you donít even given us the god damn curtsey of telling us who are opponents are. Thatís some bullshit Ace. We are champions in this federation, we are some of the top talent, no fuck that, we are the top talent in this fed, along with the rest of the NFB. We deserve better, we deserve respect, we deserve a better wrestling fed than this two bit piece of shit, and soon thatís exactly what we are going to get.
But itís no mystery about my feelings on Ataxia. We know I hate Ataxia more than Catholic Priests hate anyone over the age of twelve. I give him credit for consistency though. Heís been the same wannabe controversial, attention whoring, nonsensical piece of shit since day one. Itís pathetic and sad that he tries to get the NFBís attention so much. It seems his life serves no other purpose other than trying to get us to care about him. Itís just not going to happen. You can weasel yourself into many matches with us, you can wiggle your way into our business all you want. You can even make your lame ass jokes against us. Itís all played out, itís all been heard before, itís boring, itís predictable, and we flat out donít care. We got bigger things to deal with. Open your eyes Ataxia, we hold titles, weíre going after titles, we are making loads of money, we are being offered many contracts with other federations. We are so badass CWF is probably closing before we can go there and wreck shit. Thatís right, weíre so awesome other federations are closing their doors just to protect themselves from us. Thatís power you canít buy Ataxia, you can only earn.
What have you done Ataxia? I know your answer to that! Youíre answer will be ďI beat youĒ. Well boo fucking hoo. Thatís so far the highlight of your career, a win over me. Well ever since my loss to you Ataxia, believe it or not my career hasnít suffered. In fact itís flourished. Cause my loss to you, ended up being the best shit to ever happen to me. I realized that despite my claims, despite my bravado, despite everything I said, it wasnít enough. I had to be nastier, I had to be meaner, I had to be the muthafucka I knew I could be. And I have been Ataxia! I won the tag titles, me, ME, won War games for his team. And sure I didnít beat El Linchador, but I turned him into a human piŮata. I swear little milky ways exploded from him from the abuse I gave. So now I find Iím facing you again. Not by choice mind you. I rather have nothing to do with you. Like Iíve stated I got better things to do. I donít want to waste my time with someone who is going to disappear into obscurity as soon as this fed folds (for the better). But whatís done is done. The match has been made, so be it Ataxia. You and me on final time, one last god damn time. Trust me, once I do to you everything I plan on doing, youíll never want to see my black ass again.
Veronica Fine walks out of the movie theater first. A crowd of people follow behind her and she turns around waiting for her date. Veronica Fine is wearing a mid length skirt and a red shirt. She has a drink in her hand and takes a long sip as Lorenzo Demarco comes up to her and leans in for a quick kiss. She puts her arm around his and they begin to walk off away from the majority of the crowd.
Veronica Fine: So what did you think about the movie?
Lorenzo Demarco: Why did I even let you drag me to that stupidity. Scott Pilgrim versus the world. Shouldíve been called Scott Pilgrim bores you to tears!
Veronica Fine: Oh donít be a fuddy duddy. It was out there yes, but it was a fun and well put together movie. I enjoyed it.
Lorenzo Demarco: Wait, did you call me a fuddy duddy? How old are you again?
Veronica Fine: Oh shut up, donít tease me.
Lorenzo Demarco snickers a little bit as they turn the corner and continue to walk. Veronica Fine gets up closer to Lorenzo as they continue to walk.
Veronica Fine: Shame what happened to Amirís studio. They have no clue who did it?
Lorenzo Demarco: Not at all, say they might not ever figure out. I think they are lying personally. But what can I do, other than file a complaint or something. Itíll end up for a better. Me and Amir are looking for a much better studio location and when we are finished it will be hot!
Veronica Fine: Iím glad that he isnít letting it get him down. Amirís spirit has always been large.
Lorenzo Demarco: And Iíll do all I can to help him. I owe him, heís always been a great friend toward me.
Veronica Fine: Indeed he has, no matter how stupid or dumb youíve been over the years heís been by your side.
Lorenzo Demarco: Hey hey ease up on the stupid and dumb stuff!
Veronica Fine: Thatís what you get for making fun of me saying fuddy duddy!
They continue to walk, unaware that for a few blocks two other men have been following them. Well they have been unaware, Lorenzo Demarco takes a quick look behind him and then turns his head again. He gives out a sigh.
Lorenzo Demarco: Lets go get this way!
Veronica Fine: Um, thatís an alleyway.
Lorenzo Demarco: I know, but itís also a short cut, itíll be fine I promise.
Veronica fine: Okay, if you say so.
Lorenzo and Veronica turn again and begin going down the alley way. Lorenzo could now hear their footsteps clearly and Veronica could as well. She gives Demarco a nervous look as he stops takes a step back to put her behind him and turns around.
Lorenzo Demarco: Alright what the fuck do you two want?
Both men, wearing black clothing, reach into their pockets and pull out a knife at the same time. They take a few steps away from each other and take a step toward Demarco.
Thug 1: Relax man, relax. No need to get hostile. Thanks for doing us a favor by the way. Going into this alleyway makes our night so much easier.
Lorenzo Demarco: Well I am a nigga that aims to please.
Thug 1: Indeed, now look, just hand us your purse and you your wallet, and weíll be on our way.
Veronica Fine: No need for violence Demarco, they have knives we have nothing. Lets just give them what we want and get out of here.
Thug 2: Lady is smart, real smart. You better listen to the bitch and do as she says!
Lorenzo Demarco: What did you just call her?
Veronica Fine: Lorenzo, please donít . . .
Thug 1: Are you deaf or are you fucking stupid, he called her a bitch!
Thug 2: Besides, who give a fuck what I just called the broad, we have knives youíve got nothing, why donít you just do what we ask, and weíll be on our way. Lets face it, we got the odds in our favor.
Lorenzo Demarco: Well unfortunately for all of us I suppose, I think odds are over rated. So let me get this straight, your trying to hold us up for our possessions wielding knives. Thatís strike one. You called her a bitch, thatís strike two. Fuck it, Iím not going to wait for strike three. You want our stuff, niggas try and take it!
Veronica Fine: Come on, this doesnít need to end in violence . . .
Thug 1: Youíre right bitch it didnít need to . ..
Thug 2: But itís definitely going to.
Thug 1: HEY BOYS!!!!
Boys? Lorenzo Demarco looks behind him and past Veronica. Two other guys with knives were now walking toward them. Shit, how did he miss them? How did they ambush them like that. What the fuck? It didnít matter, they were now in deeper shit than he remember. He steps back closer to Veronica Fine and squeezes her hand.
Thug 1: Aw, did big bad nigga just realize he made a stupid mistake. Too late to take it back now. Weíre going to deal with you, and then perhaps have a good time with that girl of yours.
All four men begin to close in on them. Demarco beings to calculate the situation. Diagnosis: it wasnít good.
Lorenzo Demarco: Veronica, this isnít good. Iím going to try to make an opening and youíre going to run.
Veronica Fine: I ainít leaving your side.
Lorenzo Demarco: Donít argue with me, trust me, Iíve pissed them off, theyíll focus on me, Iím going to get you out of this.
Veronica is going to respond but shuts up as all four men are now positioned where they want to be. Completely surrounding the both of them. Demarco sighs again. He looks at all four men with one question in mind, which one was he going to strike first.
Veronica Fine: You know, if you somehow pull this off, Iíll give you unlimited amounts of pleasure tonight . ..
Lorenzo Demarco doesnít even respond as he charges and ducks under a knife strike as he tackles one of the men down on the ground. The other three ignore Veronica, like Lorenzo predicted, and begin to converge on him. Demarco quickly rolls off and stands up taking a few steps back as the other three men come at him with the fourth getting up. He had to admit, Veronica knew how to motivate a man.