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Post by King Vegas on Nov 1, 2007 21:26:30 GMT -4
The elevator comes to a slow halt...His person jumping a bit as he awaits the doors to open for his exit to begin. His gaze peers toward the exit of the Tower, not a single individual in his line of vision as he steps from the car, his eyes instantly scanning the lobby as if in search of someone it seemed...
Completely...Empty...This early in the evening? Not something that was common that was for sure. His steps continued on towards the exit, his eyebrow raised at the surprising appearance of the lobby of the structure...
True enough, true enough. Quite the sophisticated and advanced attacks you had arranged just for us though Miss. Quite wealthy are you? Or do you have endless resources such as I and merely utilized them to their fullest potential?
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Post by The Contact on Nov 1, 2007 21:36:08 GMT -4
The ride was a smooth one. Barely any movement from her as the car sped along the streets of Toronto towards her destination for the night. The smile now gone from her face, she spoke up in volume into the phone, clearly every bit of confidence in her words that tonight would be the ultimate moment of absolution.
"Yes we do indeed have someone supplying whatever we should need over the coming years. Much more than we could even ask for. He's also quite familiar with individuals who would be instrumental in assisting us in this war as well.
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Post by King Vegas on Nov 2, 2007 16:23:26 GMT -4
And let me guess...
He paused momentarily, nodding his head towards the driver of his personal limousine, instructing him that he would be traveling in an alternate vehicle for the night, driving himself as well as he continued towards the opposite side of the parking area during their conversation...
He too has some personal vendetta against the Familia Regime hm?...So what's his excuse? Jealousy?...We defamed one of his favorite grapplers recently, along with dozens and dozens of others over the years? Or is he also just a glutton for inevitable pain and suffering like yourself?
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Post by The Contact on Nov 2, 2007 16:36:47 GMT -4
"His interest is more focused on you actually. The others were merely incentives as far as he's concerned. Much like the others who have helped us along the way in the matter. Don't be so foolish as to think this is all about you Cross. Control that ego for once will you?"
"But...Let's just say you hold an obvious "influence" over something very special to him. And he aims to break that influence one way or another, and once and for all. When he found out what I had planned for your little family, he was more than anxious to help out anyway he could. And it was so easy too. How predictable you all are. It's like the prey running towards you knowing you're fully loaded and ready to strike. I mean, look at Mr. Styles for instance. Showing up in Toronto after he clearly had to hear of what was happening? Dense would be too kind a word to use to describe him."
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Post by King Vegas on Nov 2, 2007 16:50:54 GMT -4
Mr. Sty...
His words cut off as he thought over her words...Quite a few findings that were truly shocking to hear in the last passage from her...First the revelation that he was indeed the main target of the individual whom had chosen to fund this little operation of theirs, and second that Mr. Styles himself had seemingly found his way "home" as of late. Something he had hoped wouldn't occur for quite some time given the circumstances...
Clearing his throat, his steps continued on across the parking lot. The conversation had seemingly taken a brief recess, his thought process pondering the whereabouts of Mr. Styles, and whether or not an attack upon his person would soon be executed...Which also brought upon another inquiry he had theorized over for quite some time now...
I see you've figured out your next target already...Tell me, what was the motivation and reasoning behind the events that led to the untimely passing of my good friend...Mr. Pryor?...Surely he couldn't have been as high on your "priority list" as say...Yours truly?
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Post by The Contact on Nov 2, 2007 17:12:46 GMT -4
A smile was still on her face. She could tell without a doubt that he had no idea Mr. Styles was here in Toronto, nor that he was headed this way. Perfect. As for Mr. Pryor, he was in for a rude awakening concerning that matter.
"Mr. Pryor? As much as I would have loved to been involved with that Cross...I actually was not. Neither were any of my associates either."
"Perhaps Mr. Pryor's mouth just finally came back to haunt him. He's no better than you Familia snakes anyway. And aligning himself alongside of you all could have only increased someone's desire to see him no longer among the living. Cause and Effect really. No. We can't take credit for that one I'm afraid. But if that's the general consensus about it, we won't publicly deny it. Can only help hm?"
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Post by King Vegas on Nov 2, 2007 17:21:46 GMT -4
I...I see...So what would you have planned for Mr. Styles...If anything, IF I can be so bold as to ask.
He now found himself seated behind the wheel of the vehicle that would be his transport for the night. His arm extending as the sound of the engine seemingly coming alive following only seconds later. He remained silent, awaiting the coming words from the other end of this most informing dialog.
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Post by The Contact on Nov 2, 2007 17:31:14 GMT -4
"It all depends I guess. See me myself, if I can watch you succumb to the fate which you deserve, I'll most likely find some strange level of satisfaction and want to move on to bigger and better things. The others?...Hmmmm well. They are a interesting group of young men and women so, I can't speak for what they may have planned for your Regime brother Cross."
"Maybe you should give him a call to make sure he's getting settled in alright? Or are you afraid he won't answer?"
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Post by King Vegas on Nov 2, 2007 17:53:37 GMT -4
He had heard her comments concerning Mr. Styles...Which...Truly were bordering the lines of a threat in fact as the vehicle slowly made it's way through the traffic of the downtown Toronto streets. The phone remained firmly pressed against his ear as he listened carefully to her every word...He began to ponder the severity of the situation once again...The outcome of this very night as well what he himself would be subjected to during the impending meeting of sorts.
I'm more than positive Mr. Styles can handle himself...No worries there. If he's heard of the events of the preceding weeks then...He'll be prepared no doubt. But...Back to the irrelevant topic of discussion...Where exactly am I going?
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Post by The Contact on Nov 2, 2007 21:39:21 GMT -4
That devious smile crept onto her face again before replying.
"Just keep up the current pace Mr. Genovese. You'll soon be there. Trust me."
Her words came to a halt, speaking no more as she merely gazed out of the window of the limo traveling the streets of Toronto, a few hundred yards behind her target for the night.
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Post by King Vegas on Nov 2, 2007 22:38:13 GMT -4
He chuckled slightly, shifting his body a bit in the driver's seat as he did what was asked of him...Continuing his trek towards the confrontation ahead of him.
A silence fell over the conversation, the finality of it all coming crashing into his thoughts as his vision remained fixated on the road ahead...Weaving through, in and out of the traffic of the Toronto streets towards this unknown destination. Soon after visions of his fallen brethren...Those whom had been innocent yet seemed to be pulled into the ordeal because of past created affiliations...As well as those whom were merely in the wrong place at the wrong time, began circulating through his thoughts...So much destruction during the course of this mini-war of theirs...So many hurt which did not have to be so...So much confusion and misdirection...All culminating in tonight's interaction between the assumed ringleader of those forces which sought to inflict harm upon the King and his family...
He had pondered heavily the numerous different individuals whom could be behind such an operation. Who would have justified reason to execute such ingenious and brutal acts of violence just to make a simple statement as they had. Who would feel as if their actions were not only justified, but needed for whatever warped validation purposes they concocted in their feeble minds...Then...The voices began circulating endlessly through his thoughts...Over and over again...
He could plainly hear them...As if they were with him at that very moment...The Big Man Kasino telling him how much he needed to leave behind the life that had given them all their starts as far as becoming men...As far as becoming truly independent and able to provide for one's self. The very thing that had taught them all that they knew and learned in their still young lives...The brutality and savagery that they had witnessed as well as taken part in time and time again...The countless times his lovely younger sister had pleaded with him to change his ways and to begin again. To finally release hold of the lifestyle their father had embedded into their brains from an early age. Expressing how afraid for his well being...His future...As well as the future and growth of his still very young daughter...Even the constant references to his ways from his now fallen brother Mr. Taylor rung in his ears over and over...It all seemed to be coming to a head now for him...All would be found out tonight...It was truly a moment he had anticipated coming forth for quite some time now...True and undeniable...Absolution...
A little over thirty minutes of the dialog-less trek, his cell phone was placed into the console of the white Nissan Titan he continued to navigate through the streets, his arm extending and making the appropriate arrangements to transform this conversation to a hands free one. A deep sigh escaped his lips, hearing a slight chuckle from the other end and that angelic voice of the woman whom had waged war against his friends and family. He merely shook off the small bit of laughter from her lips, mentally preparing himself for whatever was to come on this night...
*30 minutes later*
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Post by The Contact on Nov 2, 2007 22:42:52 GMT -4
"Mr. Genovese, you should be approaching our place of meeting now. If I'm not mistaken there should be a dimly lit entrance to an estate coming up on your immediate left hand side. The time has come Mr. Genovese. THAT very road will lead you to all of the answers which you seek here tonight. I myself can't wait to hear your reaction."
The END button was pressed on her phone, laying it down beside where she sat in the back of the vehicle, peering over to her associate who sat silent as usual.
"He's there. Alert the others to go through with their parts so we can finish this."
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Post by King Vegas on Nov 2, 2007 23:02:04 GMT -4
His mouth hung agape momentarily...Almost wanting to force some sort of response from his lips before hearing the dial tone over the ended call...His vision then arose back towards the road ahead, indeed noticing the detour in which she spoke of. His foot lightly pressed against the brake, slowly the vehicles speed to a more appropriate one for the coming "turn" of events if you will...Seemingly seconds later the vehicle began it's turn into the driveway of sorts...His eyes squinted slightly noticing the barely lit pathway of which he knew was his destination for tonight's gathering of sorts...
His foot once again found it's way to the gas pedal as he began to steer moderately when needed along the bumpy road, the vehicle bouncing every few seconds as he went along...A deep breath came from his mouth, quickly glancing down towards the phone as if to wish to speak with the young lady in question again...He knew this was indeed the moment he awaited for so very long...
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Post by The Trigger on Nov 3, 2007 15:19:38 GMT -4
Watching through the scope of his sniper rifle, he watched King Vegas. A smile on his face as he's been waiting to do this job since he seen him in the hospital. He would have much prefered a different way of carrying out this mission. A good gutting like a fish or possible tearing off his head. But orders were orders, and a sniping was what was commanded of him to do. It will have to do to satisfy himself. As he watched him, he began to speak into an ear piece to contact his employer...
"I've got him in my sights. Dead on 'und ready to go. 'Vhere 'vould you like me to hit him? I got a clear shot at his head or 'vould you prefer me to pierce his heart 'vith one of these lovely bullets. Give me the word 'und I 'vill rid this 'vorld of him once 'und for all."
He awaited her response. His itchy finger resting on the trigger of his rifle.
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Post by The Contact on Nov 3, 2007 18:29:02 GMT -4
"I've got him in my sights. Dead on 'und ready to go. 'Vhere 'vould you like me to hit him? I got a clear shot at his head or 'vould you prefer me to pierce his heart 'vith one of these lovely bullets. Give me the word 'und I 'vill rid this 'vorld of him once 'und for all." "Not just yet. Not yet. I want to see the look in his eyes once he realizes whom he's been conversing with. On my mark though. Be prepared my friend, just be prepared."
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Post by King Vegas on Nov 3, 2007 18:38:11 GMT -4
The vehicle came to a halt...The engine being shut off only seconds later. He stared a few dozen yards away at the entrance to the old abandoned house in front of him. It was time and there was no turning back now he thought, as his arm extended in a downward motion, reaching underneath the seat and seconds later revealing a handgun, knowing that the confrontation would be one fueled by violence. That in itself was inevitable.
Reaching for the door handle, the door was flung open, his frame moving outward moments later as he stepped down from the truck, his feet coming in contact with the ground below. Seconds later the door to the truck was pushed closed again, just before lifting the breast coat of his attire and placing theh .45 in the small of his back before proceeding with a slow stroll towards the point of contact, knowing that indeed all would be revealed tonight...Whether he survived past this night to avenge his fallen friends and family...Or not...
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Post by The Contact on Nov 3, 2007 18:50:19 GMT -4
A slight flip of her long blond hair ensued, as she stepped through the hallway of this old and mysterious structure. Silence was immense throughout the house, the only noise the sound of her high heels clicking against the battered and weathered hard wood floor beneath her feet on her way towards the front of the house.
She could see him approaching slowly through the bare windows. Cracks and holes throughout the window pane as she smiled devilishly, a small firearm of her own in her grasps, being clenched even tighter as she arrived at the door, reaching for the door handle slowly.
She paused for a second. Eyeing him from head to toe it seemed. Only able to smile even more so. He truly believed he'd be surviving this encounter only seconds away. If only he knew. He'd suffer the same fate as Mr. Gunns had mere weeks ago. Yet his demise would be a much more violent and poetic one she was sure.
The door was pulled open, almost in a violent manner, crashing against the wall directly behind it. She stepped out onto the porch of the old abandoned house, the firearm now raised and pointed directly towards the man who would be King.
Her steps carried her to the edge of the porch, just above the top step as she awaited the moment when absolution would be hers as well as her associates. He was no more than a few dozen yards away from her, already raising his head, focusing his attention towards the very spot where she stood waiting. Seconds later she could clearly notice him reaching for the firearm he had undoubtedly and foolishly brought along with him. She only smiled as she awaited the words she knew would come from his lips as he approached.
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Post by King Vegas on Nov 3, 2007 19:16:26 GMT -4
His eyes squinted slightly as he approached. The clear make out of her face becoming more apparent as he came closer and closer...Suddenly, his steps began to slow immensely...The demeanor of his facial expression changing with each second that passed...Her face...Was...No...He couldn't believe what he saw before him...She...Couldn't be involved in this...She just couldn't...
The firearm was clenced even more so as the facial expression on his face began to switch to that of anger...Confusion...Vengeance even, wasting not another second, his words began, halting his steps as his firearm remained focused on her as did hers upon him...
YOU?...You of...All people?...You...Should start explaining while I can still restrain myself from embedding one of these hollow points inside of your head. YOU of all people know my words to be truth, now...Talk!
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Post by The Contact on Nov 3, 2007 19:30:05 GMT -4
The sound of her high heels clicking against the wood as she made her way down the steps slowly were the only sound heard. She saw the look in his eyes. Just what she had waited so long for. Longed for desperately. He was in pure and utter understandable shock. As he should be. She proceeded towards him at a slow pace, not wanting to startle him anymore than he clearly was. The smile remained on her face, as she reached up to remove the sunglasses from her face, tossing them aside as she retorted.
"What's wrong Cross? Not who or WHAT you thought it'd be hm? Don't give me that about explaining anything Cross. We won't even get into the COUNTLESS things I could ask to be explained by YOU! You deserved EVERYTHING bestowed upon you these past few weeks oh might "King". And now...We can finish what we started. We'll be doing the world a favor that it probably doesn't even deserve. Any last words Mr. Genovese?"
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Post by King Vegas on Nov 3, 2007 19:37:54 GMT -4
His steps continued to carry him towards her, still in disbelief over her involvement in the attacks. The deception...The confusion...Countless acts of misdirection and treachery abroad. All orchestrated...By...Her?
Seconds later he found himself standing mere feet away from her, seeing the devilish and devious smile in her facial expression as the firearm began to almost tremble within his very hands, seemingly struggling to contain his anger as he spoke...
...Last...Words?...Hmmpf...I could ask you the same actually. You know...I've always known you were extremely disturbed. In need of psychiatric evaluations even but this...? This was low even for you. You've put my friends and family in danger, and in some cases...Taken their very lives. Surely you don't believe I'll allow you to simply walk away from here tonight without vindication and absolution?...You're NOT...THAT stupid...
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