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Saturday, 16 July 2005
Saiyne and Violence vs. The Security.
{-The Friday before Destruction, 5:00am, Massachusetts-}
::: The scene opens in Brock Andrews home town of Massachusetts. It's a mild weathered night, with a slight mist lingering around the air, the streets are wet and it is obvious that it has been raining heavily before the scene was shot.
Brock Andrews is shown leaning up against a wall dragging on a very big cigarette, he is sporting leather pants, black snake skin boots and a black leather jacket with the two top buttons undone revealing the top of a white t-shirt.
Brock looks over towards his favourite bar where a man is being carted off on a stretcher. Obviously this man has had thirty or forty to many glasses of beer. Brock decides too walk over.
He enters the street dodging a few cars. Around these parts there are barely any police so teenagers take it upon themselves, to litter, speed, graffitti and drink drive. Brock doesn't mind as long as he isn't effected in any part of the pocess. Brock gets to the other side of the street and smirks at to teenagers obviously under 18 showing off there cigarettes to a couple of hokers. Brock just ignores it and walks on around the corner.
Brock gets to the bar. He opens the very big front door and walks inside. The warmth is refreshing, but the smell of urine, vomit and too much beer is hovering in the air. Brock walks over to the bar. The barkeeper "Ted", is one of Brock's, most trusted and loyal friends, Brock hasshared just about every one of his lifes experiences with him. Brock see's Ted talking on the phone about the man who had too much beer:::
[Ted] Yes I know that......... No it wasn't alchohol poisoning...... No I wash all my mugs before I serve beer in them...... YES I PASSED THE INSPECTION....... No I'm not obliged to you coming in here and checking this place out........ tomorow...... now!?....fine tomorow, ok?....... bye.
::: Ted see's Brock looking at him weirdly:::
[Ted]Those assholes think I poisoned this guy that had too much to drink.
[Brock] Yeah I saw him getting karted out.
[Ted] What'll you be having then?
[Brock] Cold beer.
[Ted] It's five in the morning Brock!
[Brock] I haven't slept in days so just get me the beer alright?
[Ted] Watch yourself Brock......
::: Ted walks away to get get a ber and one of the two teenage boys he saw outside comes and sits next to him:::
[Brock] Aren't you to young to drink?
[Teen] I ain't here for drinks, I wanna autograph!
::: The teen holds out some pen and paper, Brock takes it and signs the paper:::
[Brock] Happy? now leave.
[Teen] Hold on there Brock, your the US Champ right?
[Brock] No shit sherlock, whats your point.
[Teen] I was wondering if you could maybe set me up a match at-
[Brock] No.
[Teen] Fine then, can't wait to see you and JJ No Style get your asses kicked at Destruction.
[Brock] At least I have a match at Destruction you child.
::: The teen walks off not sure what too think. As if on cue, Brock see's something strange in the corner of his eye. A man has pinned a woman to the wall for not accepting to play a game of pool. Brock runs over:::
[Brock] Let her go asshole...
[Man] And who the fuck are you?
[Brock] I'm fucking Brock Andrews Motherfucker, so watch your fucking mouth!
::: The crowd surrounding the two gve a big "OOOOHHH":::
[Man] No your not....
[Brock]Yeah I am.
[Man] Brock Andrews is a wrestler.
[Brock] Isn't that a coincedence, im a wrestler too.
[Man]Gettin smart homeboy?
[Brock] You obviously aren't.
::: The man shoves Brock sending Brock into a wall:::
[Man] I'm gonna send you into Destruction with a broken leg.
[Brock] Really?
[Man] Well even if I didn't, you still wouldn't win...
[Brock] Says you asshole!
::: brock spears the guy onto a table knocking over beer bottles. The man starts pounding Brocks back but brock just picks him up and spine-busters him through a table. He grabs a wooden chair and breaks it over the mans back. The man squeals in pain and regains his footing, he punches Brock in the cheek hard making Brock stumble backwards.
The man charges at Brock and Brock easily lifts him up and hits a Christmaker on top of a pool table. He grabs the poolstick and breaks it over the man's head then sits down at the bar:::
[Ted] Hey Brock I got you your beer....... what the fuck did you do!?
::: Scene fades to black:::
Posted by omegabrockandrews
at 1:05 AM EADT
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