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Post by speeddemon on Jan 3, 2007 4:33:25 GMT -4
And you think I'm afraid of that muscle bound freak of a husband of yours Sarah? I mean really. Size means nothing when you got heart sweetie. I mean I'm here to get you away from him. To bring you to me so we can be together like we should have been in the first place.
He reaches over the table grabbing her hand and pulling slightly so that she has to lean over the table a bit as he continues to talk.
See at Full Throttle, your soon to be ex-husband and I are gonna have a little contest to see who's the better man. After I do what I plan to do to him in that ring, we'll see who's looking more attractive to you then. I'm not saying that things are gonna change overnight Sarah. But they WILL change I guarantee it. You will be mine. Because you and I were made for each other.
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Sarah Andrews-Cross
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APW Rose Champion
Professional Wrestling's "Iron Rose"
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Post by Sarah Andrews-Cross on Jan 3, 2007 4:42:46 GMT -4
By this time the grip around Sarah's wrist had seemed to tighten considerably as she struggled almost silently to get loose. She wanted to get her hand free but didn't want to draw attention to her and the man sitting across from her. Then suddenly an intense rush of pain shoots through her hand and wrist as he seems to be twisting it as he speaks to her. It's all she could do to keep from actually shedding tears from the feeling. On the verge of tears she comments as quietly and as clear as she could...
Ferrari...Please...Let me go...You're hurting me...Please...
Apparently Sarah hadn't done a good job of keeping quiet because a few of the people surrounding the area where they sat began watching. Ferrari had leaned over the table even further as if he was attempting to plant a kiss on the lips of the woman he seemed to be infacuated with. The noise level in the cafe had seemed to rise all of a sudden with the chattering among the customers rising second by second. Then just as Ferrari was about to plant a kiss on the lips of Sarah Andrews-Cross, a few screams could be heard inside of the cafe and then...
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Post by Jason Cross on Jan 3, 2007 9:28:01 GMT -4
When he had first entered the cafeteria Jason had just intended to find his wife and sit and have a bite to eat with her, that didn't last past the first sight of her and Ferrari at the table together. Jason had seen that look on Sarah's face in Aruba when Kasino had been restraining her, her arm twisted behind her it was pain and unlike then this time Jason could do something about the man causing her that pain, he started to move quickly through the crowded cafe literally moving anyone or anything that was between him and his objective physically from his path. At the table before either Ferrari or Sarah realized that he was there Jason clamped his massive hands onto Ferrari's shoulders with a vice like grip the sudden pain made him let go of Sarah's wrist as Jason literally threw the smaller man back wards through the air sending him sailing into a nearby table scattering it and it's patrons as they moved clear of the coming brawl. Jason didn't wait for Ferrari to even begin to move before stepping in and planting a hard kick to his midsection driving the wind from the smaller man's lungs. At this point Jason could be heard bellowing at Ferrari his voice seething hatred for the man.
"I saw what was happening there just now Ferrari, I saw the look on Sarah's face the pain she was in I told you what would happen if you hurt her, so believe me when I say this will never see the inside of a wrestling ring because I'm going to end it here and now!"
Jason moved forward and grabbed Ferrari who had now managed to get to his feet by the collar and spun in a full circle to build momentum. This time when he let the man go he launched him not at a table but at one of the concrete support beams in the cafeteria, Ferrari hit it with a sickening impact that was shortly followed by Jason driving his shoulder into Ferrari's midsection again driving the air from his lungs. As Ferrari lay on the ground gasping in pain Jason's left hand clamped around his neck with a vice like grip and hoisted the man completely off the ground held against the support beam. Jason's right arm pulled back the massive fist aimed straight for Ferrari's head as Jason spoke.
"Okay time for this to end!"
Jason looked as if he was about to try and drive his fist through Ferrari's head when...
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Post by speeddemon on Jan 3, 2007 12:04:20 GMT -4
...Ferrari's eyes widen as the fist began traveling towards his face at high velocity when suddenly he made a last minute effort to ditch the assault, ducking his head as quickly as possible resulting in Jason's fist crashing into the support beam with a sickening thud as the crowd in the cafeteria released a few ooohs and ahhhs over the confrontation. Still reeling from the onlslaught of the initial moments of the attack, Ferrari makes an attempt to stand up and compose himself preparing his mind for an attack on the mountain of a man.
Fixating his vision on the man now himself reeling in at least a small bit of pain over his violent contact with the support beam, Ferrari sprints the short distance between the two of them, sending his body at high speeds at the Living Weapon, surprisingly enough so that because of the contact, both of them crashing through the top of a table located just a few feet away. By this time the crowd was screaming for security to come and separate the two men and some of them were barely getting out of the way of the melee.
Once had downed the massive man with his charge, Ferrari found enough in him to attempt his own assault and attempts to deliver a strike to Jason's face but is denied when his fist is caught by Jason's hand and with one show of force from a laying on his back position, Jason thrusts the man's entire body from the floor position up onto the top of another nearby table, nearly knocking it's occupants to the floor as well. Then as Jason stands eye still holding his right hand from the assault attempt gone wrong a few moments ago, a few of the security personnel that had arrived attempt to subdue the men and bring an end to the melee. But just as he did with Ferrari a few minutes ago, the 2 men were no match for his strength as his rage obviously took over, tossing them both aside effortlessly. Then turning his attention back to the opposition, he noticed a clear path to the man standing across from as he rose from his feet and with that he began charging full speed ahead and then....
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Post by Jason Cross on Jan 3, 2007 15:56:22 GMT -4
The path clear Jason charges straight at Ferrari gaining in speed and momentum with every step until he collides with Ferrari's already damaged midsection driving them both to the ground. Now the one on top in this fight Jason begins to rain blows down on Ferrari and it's all he can do to cover up. Desperate to find some way to get Jason off of him Ferrari grabs a nearby metal tray and slams it into Jason's head, the bid man staggers back away from Ferrari who moves in to press the attack only to have Jason who seems to be driven by his rage and Adrenalin swat the tray out of his hands like it was nothing more than a child's toy. Thinking quickly Ferrari kicks at one of Jason's knees and the big man drops down to one knee, seeing his opening Ferrari moves in and starts to rain some punches of his own on Jason and for a brief moment it appears as if he may finally have the bigger man on the defensive only to have that moment taken away as Jason places both palms flat on Ferrari's chest and shoves sending the smaller man skidding backwards across the floor. Jason stands eyes locked on the object of his rage and begins to approach him again when...
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Post by speeddemon on Jan 3, 2007 16:16:12 GMT -4
...Even more security personnel had entered the cafeteria and right at that moment, three of them managed to grab a hold of Jason from behind, stopping him before he began his rage enhanced assault again. At the same time two of the security personnell had also grabbed a hold of Ferrari as the melee had finally come toward it's latter part. A constant sound of chattering among those baring witness to the lightning quick moments of destruction that had just happened can be heard throughout the cafe as the Angels assistant Richard Hugh had made his way into the cafeteria as well. Within a few minutes of attempting to calm the commotion down the security personnell had secured both men and began to escort them from the area in hopes to neutralize the situation and return things to normal as soon as possible.
Sarah who had sat by in total shock over the entire incident can barely believe what had just happened and how quickly it did. She stands up just as she sees the guards removing Jason and Ferrari from the cafe, and she begins making her way toward the exit as well, hoping to find out what they planned on doing with them, mostly her husband. As the two participants of the brawl and the security guards are leaving the talk throughout the cafe is of course about the fight and rumors have already begun to spread about how it began and what caused it. All eyes were on them the entire time...But none more intently than...
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Post by King Vegas on Jan 3, 2007 16:28:55 GMT -4
...King Vegas...Sat with his gaze fixated on the two young superstars entangled in a brawl the entire time. He sat on the side of the cafeteria farthest from where the brawl ensued and as he leans against the wall, elbow firmly planted on the table as if holding himself up by the chin, a devious smirk slowly forms on his face as he watches the end of his latest concoction. He waited patiently and quietly as he watched his beloved sister leave her seat and follow closely behind her husband and admirer being escorted from the cafe and the building most likely...
Within a few seconds he slowly rises from his seat...That same smirk on his face ever showing as he slips his hands into his pockets, retrieving his dark glasses...Slowly placing them on his face...And turning making his way toward the exit himself. He had begun the games once again it seemed and the first leg of things had went quite well in his eyes. As he walked toward the exit, he thought to himself that young in love gentlemen were sooo easy to manipulate. Even more so than a woman it seemed. This intrigued him how easy he was able to use the man as a pawn..Manuevering him into the position he saw fit and using him accordingly to begin the task of completing his personal goals...Now it was time for the second leg...As he placed his hand on the door, pushing it ajar he mumbled under his breath...
[glow=red,2,300]...Like I always say...The House...ALWAYS...Wins...Ha Ha...[/glow]
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