Post by featherman on Jul 17, 2022 17:37:32 GMT -5
The tv in the corner was re-playing the Skeleton key match in full. The light emanating from it coupled with a slither of sunlight shining through the middle of where the curtains meet, the only thing preventing complete darkness.
Amongst the shadows the outline of a furlorn figure. The “manbeast” Isaac was sat on the side of his bed. He was slumped forward, His elbows resting on his knees.
Mr. Rad: “ISAAC has been eliminated! The next fall is FIRST BLOOD RULES.”
Isaac rocked himself back on the bed his arms out wide.
“Fuck sake!! Idiot!”
Isaac started thrashing his arms and legs around in anger.
“Just a match brother. Your time will come again.” The voice coming from the door. Isaac sat up again to see Drake leaning in the doorway his arms crossed.
“Not just A match Drake.” Isaac stood up. “It was THE match. It was my chance. YOU wouldn’t understand because YOU’VE NEVER been at THAT level.” Isaacs response was full of venom. The hurt of the loss still raw.
Drake, pushing away from the door looked Isaac directly in the eyes. “I haven’t been at that level Isaac because I have been BUSY. Unless you hadn’t noticed, I have had ALOT on my plate recently!” His response was equally venomous.
“Busy? Busy? Oh FAMILY issues was is? You weren’t even on the ppv card Drake! It’s Pathetic! Next time you want to speak to me about wrestling just remember my achievements in comparison to yours!” Isaac snapped
“Yeah Isaac! FAMILY ISSUES! Not helped by your WHORE GIRLFRIEND hiding the birth mother I never knew I god damn had!” Drake stepping forward to look down at Isaac. His face red with anger.
Despite Isaacs monstrous size he was still smaller than the giant Drake.
Isaac : “DON’T you DARE speak about Helen that way Drake!” Isaac pointing his right index finger at his tag team partner. “She’s in a completely different league Compared to your exes! She was protecting you!”
Drake : “She was protecting herself! Don’t make me laugh Isaac! She’s come looking for a new baby daddy and she found you! A pathetic waste of space until WE saved you!”
Isaac : “I thought you weren’t a WILCOX! At least that daddy wanted you!”
Drake : “As much as yours wanted you!”
Isaacs eyes opened wider. He decided enough was enough. Isaac pushed his friend.
Drake stumbled back two or three steps. He was able to quickly regain his balance and returned the favour.
Drake : “It’s like that is it?”
Isaac : “Sure is! I’ve been looking for one fuck of a good fight!”
The two behemoths stood opposite each other. Their eyes locked. Isaac with a wry smile on his face. Drake biting the bottom of his lip. THIS WAS NEEDED. This wouldn’t be pretty.
It was Drake that decided to make the first move. He clenched his right fist and aimed the massive punch at his tag team partner. Isaac was taken by surprise. The
big man infront him had moved a lot quicker than he had anticipated.
The punch from Drake connected with Isaacs jaw. Isaac blacked out for an instant as he hit the deck. Luckily for him though his retaliation punch, launched simultaneously at Drake had also connected, knocking the giant down.
Both giants got to their feet quickly. Isaac this time got the first blow in. Drake stumbled back, the bed side table crumbled under his weight, breaking his fall. Drake struggled up to his feet, picking up the leg of the newly broken furniture he threw it at Isaac. Isaac instinctively covered his face. The wooden leg crashed against the cross shaped arms covering his face. It had barely registered any pain when it hit. The ensuing punch Drake followed up with however did. It had throw Isaac backwards into the TV that had been playing to itself in the background. The commentary of the Skeleton Key match abruptly coming to an end.
The two monsters again locked eyes when Isaac stood up.
Drake : “You hit like a woman!”
Isaac : “You learn to punch from your dad?”
Drakes eyes widened “HAHA NO! But apparently YOU were taught by yours!”
Isaac saw red and began charging at Drake.
Drake wiped the small dribble of blood from his lip, gestured towards himself and braced for what was about to happen “Cmon!”
As the chaos unfolded in the hotel room. The housekeeping maid was wheeling her cart down the corridor. She had already completed cleaning two rooms on her route and had stopped to dust the vase on one of the tables decorating the floor. She was very diligent and proud of her work. She looked over the vase as she dusted it with a smile on her face. Once satisfied she began to place it back where it was.
That was until the wall next to her exploded in a plume of dust and plasterboard. Instinctively the maid clutched the vase tightly to her.
Isaac had speared Drake through the wall. The wall didn’t stand a chance really. Nearly three quarters of a ton in weight had just planted itself through it. Plasterboard, bits of wood, dust and even old newspapers tucked into the stud wall during construction had just felt the wrath of the two behemoths. The maid used her right hand to try and swipe the dust away. When she could see better she saw the two giants rolling around on the floor.
She stood frozen to the spot whilst Isaac sat on top of Drake. Punches raining down. One got through the defended and stacked Drake him square on the nose. Drakes huge reach allowed him to punch up at Isaac in retaliation, the ensuing connection pushed Isaac back. He fell backwards allowing Drake to rise up again.
“Get…..off….me” Drake exclaimed as he thrashed out.
Drake launched a kick to the midriff. He turned slightly away from Isaac and began brushing the dust out of his face and hair. Isaac got up and took the chance to do the same. Both mens sweat acting as a glue to the dust, grabbed each other and began ramming each other backwards into the walls.
Drake : “Cmon Isaac! You Pussy!”
Isaac : “I’m gonna…Fuck you up!”
Their conversation strained.
The maid stood frozen to the spot and watched on as one monster smashed a wall, the next one duly retaliating, sending his opponent into the opposite wall.
As the maid clung to the vase, watching the two men in astonishment the battle moved back into violent punches being aimed at each other. Punch after counter punch reigned down. No clear advantage being gained by either side.
As they progressed through the corridor. Isaac grabbed the maids wooden broom from her cart. It didn’t last long in his hands. He immediately snapped it on the head of Drake. Who responded by throwing a light fitting he had ripped off the wall back at Isaac. The fitting shattered over Isaacs defending arms.
Drake pressed his small advantage by throwing a nearby lamp, which shattered across the back of Isaac as he turned for cover. Drake followed up with a punch.
“Please senòrs! Sto….” The maid had just witnessed Drake and Isaac fall down the stairs.
Silence had returned to the corridor. The maid sighed, shrugged and began to dust down the plaster dust.
“Dey better pay me ovatime” she said out loud.
The tumble down the stairs had provided Drake and Isaac with a moments break. Both laid out on the floor. Covered in blood, sweat and dust. The fight had been constant for the last ten minutes. Despite both being supremely fit they had put their all into their respective assaults on each other. The annoyance each had caused each other had been building to this moment. Exploding like a volcano, neither though willing to back down.
Isaac : “You ready?”
Drake : “Yep”
Both got up onto their feet. Isaac punching Drake who rocked backwards and over the couch in reception they had just landed in. The fall backwards had resulted in the end of another useable table.
Drake got back up, kicked the couch into Isaacs shins. He clenched his fist, pulled back and punched Isaac. The nearby plants propped up against a pillar were sent flying. Isaac and the floor now covered in soil.
The man beast and the monster again stood toe to toe merely a few yards apart. Brutal punch followed brutal punch. Each also picking up any items they could get their hands on. The onlookers stood in awe of the spectacular display of hatred the two were putting on. Kids crying. Women screaming. Staff trying to intervene but the ferocity of the battle keeping them back.
Nothing was off limits. Chairs were picked up and wrapped around a back. Tables smashed to bits temporarily turning into wooden bats. Glass strewn across the floor.
The battle took a small break when Isaac stepped back to allow Drake to get up. Isaac again wiped his face, Drake his mouth. They stood in the middle of the foyer. The staff and customers stood in a semi circle looking on.
Drake : “IT ends NOW Isaac!”
Isaac : “I‘M about to kick your ass Drake.”
Drake : “Sure you are!”
Helen : “Boys! STOP!”
Drakes head snapped to his right. He looked directly at Helen.
Drake : “Oh the sluts here.”
Isaac : “Don’t!”
Drake : “A bad penny!” He looked to Isaac “THAT thing there plays you like an instrument!”
Isaac : “You mean like GINA USED TO PLAY YOU!”
Drake : “DON’T you dare!”
Isaac : “oh I DARE!”
Helen : “NO!”
The two monsters went at each other again. Isaac spearing Drake. Drake holding onto Isaac. The victim this time. The main reception desk. 125 years of continuous care and attention. The cleaning, the waxing and the odd repair over the years destroyed in seconds as the two giants fell through it.
The giants laid on their back.
Drake : “Brother. Do you fancy a beer?”
Isaac : “Sure!”
The pair sat up together. They looked up at the crowd.
Drake : “what you looking at?” Despite being exhausted Drake still sounded menacing. The crowd started to back away.
He stood up and held out his hand. Isaac took it and Drake pulled him up to his feet. The pair embraced in a man hug and walked out.
Isaac : “We should have done that a long time ago!”
Drake laughing : “We did do that a long time ago”
Isaac : “Nothing like a big blow out to strengthen the bond haha!”
The manager stepped forward : “Sirs I must speak with you! The damage here is quite substantial! You are now banned from returning. I am calling the police! Thuggery! I demand you make contact to pay for this damage.”
Drakes head snapped to look at the manager. He took three or four steps forward and looked down at him.
Drake : “I’m the man responsible for all of this. Here’s some money for you. DONT interrupt me again!”
Drake flipped out a wad of $1s and threw a handful down at the floor.
“Keep the change!” Drake sarcastically laughed at the man and shoved him back.
Drake walked over to Isaac and the pair began to head to the entrance.
Helen : “Isaac….” She reached out to grab him.
Isaac stopped and moved away from her : “Leave. I am truly done with you.”
She stood there in silence. Tears welling up in her eyes : “Please!”
“I am going for a beer with my brother. I don’t want you around anymore. I’ve said it many times. Our lives changed the moment you chose HIM over me.” Isaac continued.
Drake placing a hand on Isaac’s shoulder “Cmon, let’s talk about our multiplayer strategy.”
Isaac : “Sounds good.” Isaac took one more look at the now sobbing woman infront of him.
Drake : “who we against again?”
The pair began walking out of the main building. Their chatter fading into the background.
Isaac laughed : “Montouri and Riggs. No idea who THEY are…..”
Drake : “You’re paying. I won that fight.”
Isaac : “like hell you did!”
Amongst the shadows the outline of a furlorn figure. The “manbeast” Isaac was sat on the side of his bed. He was slumped forward, His elbows resting on his knees.
Mr. Rad: “ISAAC has been eliminated! The next fall is FIRST BLOOD RULES.”
Isaac rocked himself back on the bed his arms out wide.
“Fuck sake!! Idiot!”
Isaac started thrashing his arms and legs around in anger.
“Just a match brother. Your time will come again.” The voice coming from the door. Isaac sat up again to see Drake leaning in the doorway his arms crossed.
“Not just A match Drake.” Isaac stood up. “It was THE match. It was my chance. YOU wouldn’t understand because YOU’VE NEVER been at THAT level.” Isaacs response was full of venom. The hurt of the loss still raw.
Drake, pushing away from the door looked Isaac directly in the eyes. “I haven’t been at that level Isaac because I have been BUSY. Unless you hadn’t noticed, I have had ALOT on my plate recently!” His response was equally venomous.
“Busy? Busy? Oh FAMILY issues was is? You weren’t even on the ppv card Drake! It’s Pathetic! Next time you want to speak to me about wrestling just remember my achievements in comparison to yours!” Isaac snapped
“Yeah Isaac! FAMILY ISSUES! Not helped by your WHORE GIRLFRIEND hiding the birth mother I never knew I god damn had!” Drake stepping forward to look down at Isaac. His face red with anger.
Despite Isaacs monstrous size he was still smaller than the giant Drake.
Isaac : “DON’T you DARE speak about Helen that way Drake!” Isaac pointing his right index finger at his tag team partner. “She’s in a completely different league Compared to your exes! She was protecting you!”
Drake : “She was protecting herself! Don’t make me laugh Isaac! She’s come looking for a new baby daddy and she found you! A pathetic waste of space until WE saved you!”
Isaac : “I thought you weren’t a WILCOX! At least that daddy wanted you!”
Drake : “As much as yours wanted you!”
Isaacs eyes opened wider. He decided enough was enough. Isaac pushed his friend.
Drake stumbled back two or three steps. He was able to quickly regain his balance and returned the favour.
Drake : “It’s like that is it?”
Isaac : “Sure is! I’ve been looking for one fuck of a good fight!”
The two behemoths stood opposite each other. Their eyes locked. Isaac with a wry smile on his face. Drake biting the bottom of his lip. THIS WAS NEEDED. This wouldn’t be pretty.
It was Drake that decided to make the first move. He clenched his right fist and aimed the massive punch at his tag team partner. Isaac was taken by surprise. The
big man infront him had moved a lot quicker than he had anticipated.
The punch from Drake connected with Isaacs jaw. Isaac blacked out for an instant as he hit the deck. Luckily for him though his retaliation punch, launched simultaneously at Drake had also connected, knocking the giant down.
Both giants got to their feet quickly. Isaac this time got the first blow in. Drake stumbled back, the bed side table crumbled under his weight, breaking his fall. Drake struggled up to his feet, picking up the leg of the newly broken furniture he threw it at Isaac. Isaac instinctively covered his face. The wooden leg crashed against the cross shaped arms covering his face. It had barely registered any pain when it hit. The ensuing punch Drake followed up with however did. It had throw Isaac backwards into the TV that had been playing to itself in the background. The commentary of the Skeleton Key match abruptly coming to an end.
The two monsters again locked eyes when Isaac stood up.
Drake : “You hit like a woman!”
Isaac : “You learn to punch from your dad?”
Drakes eyes widened “HAHA NO! But apparently YOU were taught by yours!”
Isaac saw red and began charging at Drake.
Drake wiped the small dribble of blood from his lip, gestured towards himself and braced for what was about to happen “Cmon!”
As the chaos unfolded in the hotel room. The housekeeping maid was wheeling her cart down the corridor. She had already completed cleaning two rooms on her route and had stopped to dust the vase on one of the tables decorating the floor. She was very diligent and proud of her work. She looked over the vase as she dusted it with a smile on her face. Once satisfied she began to place it back where it was.
That was until the wall next to her exploded in a plume of dust and plasterboard. Instinctively the maid clutched the vase tightly to her.
Isaac had speared Drake through the wall. The wall didn’t stand a chance really. Nearly three quarters of a ton in weight had just planted itself through it. Plasterboard, bits of wood, dust and even old newspapers tucked into the stud wall during construction had just felt the wrath of the two behemoths. The maid used her right hand to try and swipe the dust away. When she could see better she saw the two giants rolling around on the floor.
She stood frozen to the spot whilst Isaac sat on top of Drake. Punches raining down. One got through the defended and stacked Drake him square on the nose. Drakes huge reach allowed him to punch up at Isaac in retaliation, the ensuing connection pushed Isaac back. He fell backwards allowing Drake to rise up again.
“Get…..off….me” Drake exclaimed as he thrashed out.
Drake launched a kick to the midriff. He turned slightly away from Isaac and began brushing the dust out of his face and hair. Isaac got up and took the chance to do the same. Both mens sweat acting as a glue to the dust, grabbed each other and began ramming each other backwards into the walls.
Drake : “Cmon Isaac! You Pussy!”
Isaac : “I’m gonna…Fuck you up!”
Their conversation strained.
The maid stood frozen to the spot and watched on as one monster smashed a wall, the next one duly retaliating, sending his opponent into the opposite wall.
As the maid clung to the vase, watching the two men in astonishment the battle moved back into violent punches being aimed at each other. Punch after counter punch reigned down. No clear advantage being gained by either side.
As they progressed through the corridor. Isaac grabbed the maids wooden broom from her cart. It didn’t last long in his hands. He immediately snapped it on the head of Drake. Who responded by throwing a light fitting he had ripped off the wall back at Isaac. The fitting shattered over Isaacs defending arms.
Drake pressed his small advantage by throwing a nearby lamp, which shattered across the back of Isaac as he turned for cover. Drake followed up with a punch.
“Please senòrs! Sto….” The maid had just witnessed Drake and Isaac fall down the stairs.
Silence had returned to the corridor. The maid sighed, shrugged and began to dust down the plaster dust.
“Dey better pay me ovatime” she said out loud.
The tumble down the stairs had provided Drake and Isaac with a moments break. Both laid out on the floor. Covered in blood, sweat and dust. The fight had been constant for the last ten minutes. Despite both being supremely fit they had put their all into their respective assaults on each other. The annoyance each had caused each other had been building to this moment. Exploding like a volcano, neither though willing to back down.
Isaac : “You ready?”
Drake : “Yep”
Both got up onto their feet. Isaac punching Drake who rocked backwards and over the couch in reception they had just landed in. The fall backwards had resulted in the end of another useable table.
Drake got back up, kicked the couch into Isaacs shins. He clenched his fist, pulled back and punched Isaac. The nearby plants propped up against a pillar were sent flying. Isaac and the floor now covered in soil.
The man beast and the monster again stood toe to toe merely a few yards apart. Brutal punch followed brutal punch. Each also picking up any items they could get their hands on. The onlookers stood in awe of the spectacular display of hatred the two were putting on. Kids crying. Women screaming. Staff trying to intervene but the ferocity of the battle keeping them back.
Nothing was off limits. Chairs were picked up and wrapped around a back. Tables smashed to bits temporarily turning into wooden bats. Glass strewn across the floor.
The battle took a small break when Isaac stepped back to allow Drake to get up. Isaac again wiped his face, Drake his mouth. They stood in the middle of the foyer. The staff and customers stood in a semi circle looking on.
Drake : “IT ends NOW Isaac!”
Isaac : “I‘M about to kick your ass Drake.”
Drake : “Sure you are!”
Helen : “Boys! STOP!”
Drakes head snapped to his right. He looked directly at Helen.
Drake : “Oh the sluts here.”
Isaac : “Don’t!”
Drake : “A bad penny!” He looked to Isaac “THAT thing there plays you like an instrument!”
Isaac : “You mean like GINA USED TO PLAY YOU!”
Drake : “DON’T you dare!”
Isaac : “oh I DARE!”
Helen : “NO!”
The two monsters went at each other again. Isaac spearing Drake. Drake holding onto Isaac. The victim this time. The main reception desk. 125 years of continuous care and attention. The cleaning, the waxing and the odd repair over the years destroyed in seconds as the two giants fell through it.
The giants laid on their back.
Drake : “Brother. Do you fancy a beer?”
Isaac : “Sure!”
The pair sat up together. They looked up at the crowd.
Drake : “what you looking at?” Despite being exhausted Drake still sounded menacing. The crowd started to back away.
He stood up and held out his hand. Isaac took it and Drake pulled him up to his feet. The pair embraced in a man hug and walked out.
Isaac : “We should have done that a long time ago!”
Drake laughing : “We did do that a long time ago”
Isaac : “Nothing like a big blow out to strengthen the bond haha!”
The manager stepped forward : “Sirs I must speak with you! The damage here is quite substantial! You are now banned from returning. I am calling the police! Thuggery! I demand you make contact to pay for this damage.”
Drakes head snapped to look at the manager. He took three or four steps forward and looked down at him.
Drake : “I’m the man responsible for all of this. Here’s some money for you. DONT interrupt me again!”
Drake flipped out a wad of $1s and threw a handful down at the floor.
“Keep the change!” Drake sarcastically laughed at the man and shoved him back.
Drake walked over to Isaac and the pair began to head to the entrance.
Helen : “Isaac….” She reached out to grab him.
Isaac stopped and moved away from her : “Leave. I am truly done with you.”
She stood there in silence. Tears welling up in her eyes : “Please!”
“I am going for a beer with my brother. I don’t want you around anymore. I’ve said it many times. Our lives changed the moment you chose HIM over me.” Isaac continued.
Drake placing a hand on Isaac’s shoulder “Cmon, let’s talk about our multiplayer strategy.”
Isaac : “Sounds good.” Isaac took one more look at the now sobbing woman infront of him.
Drake : “who we against again?”
The pair began walking out of the main building. Their chatter fading into the background.
Isaac laughed : “Montouri and Riggs. No idea who THEY are…..”
Drake : “You’re paying. I won that fight.”
Isaac : “like hell you did!”
