Post by Cory Steel on Jan 2, 2014 1:57:08 GMT -5
The Focus Part I: Inheritance
Cory sat behind his desk going over the remodeling papers currently going on at his bar, it was easy work and the cost was nothing but Cory was still stressed over recent happenings. His junkie younger sister had shown up a few days ago doped out of her mind and almost OD in his living room, the crew he was working with for his side job outside of the ring were ready to move, and his girlfriend had sprang on him via email her pregnacy piss test results. The only thing keeping him sane was the prospect of returning to the wrestling ring! Six months had past before anyone offered him a job, of course now a days no one wanted to work with an ex-con. The idea made him smirk, America, he thought to himself.
-Othello Craven- "Boss can I come in?"
It was his assistant and full time bodyguard Othello Craven standing outside his office door. The man was huge, he towered over Cory, and not only that scared Cory but he always wore a mask. Cory didn't know why, never asked because he was loyal and smart something hard to come by these days. Cory waved him in.
-Cory Steel- "Yeah come in Othello, what is it?"
-Othello Craven- "It is your sister she just arrived, she seems to be having a panic attack and demands to speak with you."
Cory leaned back in his chair crossing his arms, the glare on his face could kill.
-Cory Steel- "She is probably just high. Just show her in."
Othello bowed and left, a few second later Taylor walked in. She use to be beautiful, smart, and his pride. But drugs had taken their toll and he could only blame himself for not taking care of her like he promised when he left home at 16. Taylor sat down in front of her brother smiling but tears poured out of her eyes.
-Taylor Steel- "Why do you look so mad bubba? Hell you've avoided me for days."
-Cory Steel- "Oh well let me be just so damn proud my sister is a junkie! Would you like a party?"
-Taylor Steel- "Whatever dick, I'm not ready to talk about this yet! I came here because my ex is in town."
-Cory Steel- "And?"
-Taylor Steel- "He is the reason I'm like this and I've been gone long enough for him to be very, very, very pissed. I don't know what he is capable of but I know if it is like anything before then he is going to beat me like the red headed stepchild!"
Cory leaned forward his face turing a light shade of red.
-Cory Steel- "Where is he?"
-Taylor Steel- "He followed me here I made sure of it, I know you're made at me but I know you still love me. I can't face him alone."
As Cory stands up three men enter the office followed by Othello, it was his crew. Tucker Tower was a large black man and part of the DEA, John and Doug Fields were twin brothers both of them were FBI, and together they robbed banks or just about whatever they could. It was the perfect cover for their operation and Cory wasn't worried about a thing. He had been sent to the pen for violating his probation beating the hell out of a man who smacked one of his female bar workers. When he got out they picked up right where they had left off.
-Othello Craven- "What is it sir?"
-Cory Steel- "You guys care to watch my sister for a minute? Othello and I have some buisness to take care of real quick."
Taylor jumped up and started to follow her brother but Cory waved for her to stay.
-Taylor Steel- "What are you going to do?"
-Cory Steel- "I'm going to solve this ex-boyfriend problem so shut the fuck up and sit down. What is he driving?"
-Taylor Steel- "The black Chevy truck."
Taylor did as she was told. Cory and Othello walked out of the office, through the bar, and stopped at the entrance. Cory scouted the outside and saw the truck with her ex-boyfriend sitting inside watching.
-Othello Craven- "What are we going to do sir?"
-Cory Steel- "I'm going to walk out there and knock him out, you are going to push him over and take him to the house. Put him in the basement and I'll be over after the meeting to deal with him."
Othello nodded and they exited the bar. As he walked across the street Cory cracked his knuckles, the rush of actually getting to do this soon in the ring was feuling him! The ex-boyfriend rolled down the window cracking a cocky smile.
-Ex-Boyfriend- "Oh look the slut sent her brother out, what are you going to do wrestle boy? PIN ME?!"
What happened next happened quick. When Cory got to the driver door he saw just enough of the pistol to jump out of the way before the guy fired a round off that went just by Cory's head and Cory didn't give second chances because he punched the guy not once (cause that is all it took) but also a second and third time! The ex-boyfriend went limp and fell over. Othello jerked the door open pushing the man out of the way easily. He slammed the door and handed Cory the gun. People came out to look as Cory tucked the piece behind his back.
-Cory Steel- "That was a nasty backfire sir, get that fixed until then you should be good to drive."
Othello took off and Cory walked back to the bar. Once he walked through the door a smile crossed his face and he rubbed his hitting hand.
-Cory Steel- "Still got it baby. Taylor!"
His sister came running out of the office.
-Cory Steel- "Problem solved, now if you want to fix our relationship then your going to take my job offer to be a bartender at the bar and go through my detox program understood? Fuck up and your gone! No second chances."
-Taylor Steel- "Understood bubba! I won't let you down."
She rushed over and kissed her brother on his beared cheek before running off to talk to Cory's girlfriend who was standing behind the bar restocking it. Cory winked at Julie and headed back into his office to a big surprise, a very beautiful woman who he has never seen before sat between his crew cracking a joke. Tucker turned to Cory as he walked in smiling.
-Tucker Tower- "Shit dude when was you going to tell us you was going back to the ring?"
-Cory Steel- "Today actually, you must be Tasha Jordan from MPW?"
She stood up and shook his hand. Cory offered her a seat and went to the bar behind his desk grabbing five glasses and a bottle of Jack. Then he poured them all a glass before returning to his desk.
-Tasha Jordan- "I am Mr. Steel, pleased to meet you."
Tasha had a killer smile and Cory smiled back, she was sexy and he felt himself slowly getting into trouble.
-Cory Steel- "I am but call me Cory please, this is T and his two friends. So I guess you're here to ask some questions?"
She sipped her whiskey but kept her undressing eyes on Cory the whole time.
-Tasha Jordan- "I am Cory, you are a hot ticket. A convict returning to the ring, a champion in his hayday and I get to ask you questions. Are you excited?"
Cory chuckled and Tasha pulled out a notepad.
-Cory Steel- "I am very excited Tasha, probably more excited then anyone getting to return to the ring. People know me as a convict and assume I just do bad things, that I'm just a savage with no future. I am more then that and this sport runs in my veins babydoll, I am both a talented beast in the ring with hands of steel and I am also a savage. This sport and everything that comes with it Tasha is my inheritance."
-Tasha Jordan- "What makes you different from the rest of the boys in the sport? Sounds like the same old lines to me honey, and I've heard a lot of them."
This makes Cory lean forward in his chair. A some what dangerous yet flirty smile on his face.
-Cory Steel- "I can show you in two different ways, one is personal and between just you and I. The other way is in the ring against my opponent and in front of the devoted fans of MPW. I'm not someone who they will forget."
-Tasha Jordan- "Oh, will you be somebody I forget?"
-Cory Steel- "Come back later and I promise you won't forget this ol'boy."
-Tasha Jordan- "Hmm we will see. You seem like you have a meeting and if it is alright I'll be back later?"
She stood up and started towards the door but stopped and looked back smiling. Cory winked.
-Cory Steel- "Come back later and I'll let you ask me anything you want. Tell your boss though thanks for the job he won't be sorry that he signed me."
With that Tasha left making sure that Cory watched her walk away. His crew sat there watching him with mouths open.
-Tucker Tower- "You cold dude, and you are going to knock the bottom out of that later ain't you boy?"
-Cory Steel- "I'm going to knock the bottom out of that, our next hiest, and MPW! Nothing can stop this train."
He raised his glass and they toasted.
Cory sat behind his desk going over the remodeling papers currently going on at his bar, it was easy work and the cost was nothing but Cory was still stressed over recent happenings. His junkie younger sister had shown up a few days ago doped out of her mind and almost OD in his living room, the crew he was working with for his side job outside of the ring were ready to move, and his girlfriend had sprang on him via email her pregnacy piss test results. The only thing keeping him sane was the prospect of returning to the wrestling ring! Six months had past before anyone offered him a job, of course now a days no one wanted to work with an ex-con. The idea made him smirk, America, he thought to himself.
-Othello Craven- "Boss can I come in?"
It was his assistant and full time bodyguard Othello Craven standing outside his office door. The man was huge, he towered over Cory, and not only that scared Cory but he always wore a mask. Cory didn't know why, never asked because he was loyal and smart something hard to come by these days. Cory waved him in.
-Cory Steel- "Yeah come in Othello, what is it?"
-Othello Craven- "It is your sister she just arrived, she seems to be having a panic attack and demands to speak with you."
Cory leaned back in his chair crossing his arms, the glare on his face could kill.
-Cory Steel- "She is probably just high. Just show her in."
Othello bowed and left, a few second later Taylor walked in. She use to be beautiful, smart, and his pride. But drugs had taken their toll and he could only blame himself for not taking care of her like he promised when he left home at 16. Taylor sat down in front of her brother smiling but tears poured out of her eyes.
-Taylor Steel- "Why do you look so mad bubba? Hell you've avoided me for days."
-Cory Steel- "Oh well let me be just so damn proud my sister is a junkie! Would you like a party?"
-Taylor Steel- "Whatever dick, I'm not ready to talk about this yet! I came here because my ex is in town."
-Cory Steel- "And?"
-Taylor Steel- "He is the reason I'm like this and I've been gone long enough for him to be very, very, very pissed. I don't know what he is capable of but I know if it is like anything before then he is going to beat me like the red headed stepchild!"
Cory leaned forward his face turing a light shade of red.
-Cory Steel- "Where is he?"
-Taylor Steel- "He followed me here I made sure of it, I know you're made at me but I know you still love me. I can't face him alone."
As Cory stands up three men enter the office followed by Othello, it was his crew. Tucker Tower was a large black man and part of the DEA, John and Doug Fields were twin brothers both of them were FBI, and together they robbed banks or just about whatever they could. It was the perfect cover for their operation and Cory wasn't worried about a thing. He had been sent to the pen for violating his probation beating the hell out of a man who smacked one of his female bar workers. When he got out they picked up right where they had left off.
-Othello Craven- "What is it sir?"
-Cory Steel- "You guys care to watch my sister for a minute? Othello and I have some buisness to take care of real quick."
Taylor jumped up and started to follow her brother but Cory waved for her to stay.
-Taylor Steel- "What are you going to do?"
-Cory Steel- "I'm going to solve this ex-boyfriend problem so shut the fuck up and sit down. What is he driving?"
-Taylor Steel- "The black Chevy truck."
Taylor did as she was told. Cory and Othello walked out of the office, through the bar, and stopped at the entrance. Cory scouted the outside and saw the truck with her ex-boyfriend sitting inside watching.
-Othello Craven- "What are we going to do sir?"
-Cory Steel- "I'm going to walk out there and knock him out, you are going to push him over and take him to the house. Put him in the basement and I'll be over after the meeting to deal with him."
Othello nodded and they exited the bar. As he walked across the street Cory cracked his knuckles, the rush of actually getting to do this soon in the ring was feuling him! The ex-boyfriend rolled down the window cracking a cocky smile.
-Ex-Boyfriend- "Oh look the slut sent her brother out, what are you going to do wrestle boy? PIN ME?!"
What happened next happened quick. When Cory got to the driver door he saw just enough of the pistol to jump out of the way before the guy fired a round off that went just by Cory's head and Cory didn't give second chances because he punched the guy not once (cause that is all it took) but also a second and third time! The ex-boyfriend went limp and fell over. Othello jerked the door open pushing the man out of the way easily. He slammed the door and handed Cory the gun. People came out to look as Cory tucked the piece behind his back.
-Cory Steel- "That was a nasty backfire sir, get that fixed until then you should be good to drive."
Othello took off and Cory walked back to the bar. Once he walked through the door a smile crossed his face and he rubbed his hitting hand.
-Cory Steel- "Still got it baby. Taylor!"
His sister came running out of the office.
-Cory Steel- "Problem solved, now if you want to fix our relationship then your going to take my job offer to be a bartender at the bar and go through my detox program understood? Fuck up and your gone! No second chances."
-Taylor Steel- "Understood bubba! I won't let you down."
She rushed over and kissed her brother on his beared cheek before running off to talk to Cory's girlfriend who was standing behind the bar restocking it. Cory winked at Julie and headed back into his office to a big surprise, a very beautiful woman who he has never seen before sat between his crew cracking a joke. Tucker turned to Cory as he walked in smiling.
-Tucker Tower- "Shit dude when was you going to tell us you was going back to the ring?"
-Cory Steel- "Today actually, you must be Tasha Jordan from MPW?"
She stood up and shook his hand. Cory offered her a seat and went to the bar behind his desk grabbing five glasses and a bottle of Jack. Then he poured them all a glass before returning to his desk.
-Tasha Jordan- "I am Mr. Steel, pleased to meet you."
Tasha had a killer smile and Cory smiled back, she was sexy and he felt himself slowly getting into trouble.
-Cory Steel- "I am but call me Cory please, this is T and his two friends. So I guess you're here to ask some questions?"
She sipped her whiskey but kept her undressing eyes on Cory the whole time.
-Tasha Jordan- "I am Cory, you are a hot ticket. A convict returning to the ring, a champion in his hayday and I get to ask you questions. Are you excited?"
Cory chuckled and Tasha pulled out a notepad.
-Cory Steel- "I am very excited Tasha, probably more excited then anyone getting to return to the ring. People know me as a convict and assume I just do bad things, that I'm just a savage with no future. I am more then that and this sport runs in my veins babydoll, I am both a talented beast in the ring with hands of steel and I am also a savage. This sport and everything that comes with it Tasha is my inheritance."
-Tasha Jordan- "What makes you different from the rest of the boys in the sport? Sounds like the same old lines to me honey, and I've heard a lot of them."
This makes Cory lean forward in his chair. A some what dangerous yet flirty smile on his face.
-Cory Steel- "I can show you in two different ways, one is personal and between just you and I. The other way is in the ring against my opponent and in front of the devoted fans of MPW. I'm not someone who they will forget."
-Tasha Jordan- "Oh, will you be somebody I forget?"
-Cory Steel- "Come back later and I promise you won't forget this ol'boy."
-Tasha Jordan- "Hmm we will see. You seem like you have a meeting and if it is alright I'll be back later?"
She stood up and started towards the door but stopped and looked back smiling. Cory winked.
-Cory Steel- "Come back later and I'll let you ask me anything you want. Tell your boss though thanks for the job he won't be sorry that he signed me."
With that Tasha left making sure that Cory watched her walk away. His crew sat there watching him with mouths open.
-Tucker Tower- "You cold dude, and you are going to knock the bottom out of that later ain't you boy?"
-Cory Steel- "I'm going to knock the bottom out of that, our next hiest, and MPW! Nothing can stop this train."
He raised his glass and they toasted.
THE HEIST
Cory sat in the back of their getaway van, his unmasked head leaned against his shotgun and his eyes closed. The job was a small one, his crew had to break him in and trying for a big score for the first time wasn’t smart or so Othello thought. Othello took a solid two weeks working out every detail of this small diamond store heist. In the passenger seat was the leader of their crew and crooked DEA agent Tucker Tower with his Fidel Castro mask pulled tight over his face and pump shotgun resting on his shoulder. He was keeping a close eye on the diamond store. Othello’s voice came through their ear-pieces.
-Othello Craven- “The twins have all the officers secured in their cells, the three cars they have out patrolling are luckily at the complete other side of town!”
-Tucker Tower- “Well either way they would only know about this if dispatch called them to it, and with everyone locked up! HA no heat son.”
-Cory Steel- “He’s a genius my friend.”
Tucker turns back to look at Cory, the mask looking distorted.
-Tucker Tower- “You ready?”
Cory smirks and then pulls his Bill Clinton mask over his face and grabs the vans sliding door handle.
-Cory Steel- “Ready when you are Mr. Castro.”
Cory jerks the door open stepping out about the same time the twins one wearing a Nixon mask and the other wearing a Obama mask, come running around the van.
-Mr. Nixon- “No cops man, this jacking shouldn’t be a problem!”
They all share a laugh and turn their attention towards the diamond store. The four masked black jumper suit wearing robbers cross the street and approach the diamond store and it is Mr. Castro who busts through the front door of the diamond store using the butt of his gun to bust the head of one of the guards while Cory came in second knocking out the second guard. The twins come in guns raised demanding everyone to the ground.
-Mr. Castro- “Mr. Clinton the safe is in the back! Mr. Obama and Mr. Nixon please control the crowd.”
Cory takes off to the back of the store and into the managers office, and as he thought their sat the manager on his cell phone but as soon as he sees Cory he drops the phone and raises his arms into the air.
-Manager- “I couldn’t even get through! Please don’t kill me.”
Cory hasn’t even moved or raised his gun but the manager begins to cry and slowly the front of his grey slacks turn darker. He pisses himself and Cory laughs.
-Mr. Clinton- “Where is the safe at you bitch? Is it open or closed?”
The man is crying to hard to talk and Cory grunts raising his gun at the man and with two steps he behind the manager gun at the mans head. Cory sees the safe and he smiles behind the mask because the door is open all of its glorious contents sitting out in the open. The manager tries to control his crying but it only annoys Cory more so he knocks the man out with his shotgun. He whips out his black duffle bag that has been tucked into his jumper suit. Outside in the lobby Tucker is filling up his second bag! He had quickly snatched up every piece of jewelry he saw, emptied out both registers, and while destroying some art he came across a hidden unlocked safe behind a picture between the managers office and bathroom. He had hit the payday finding 10 gold bars!
-Mr. Castro- “This just isn’t some small time diamond store guys! God damn gold bars!”
-Mr. Nixon- “Has to be the base of some big clients! Gold bars?”
-Mr. Castro- “Ten son.”
Cory comes from the back his bag full too.
-Mr. Clinton- “Found three gold bars in the managers office, and some bonds! High priced bonds too.”
-Mr. Obama- “This place is a front, has to be!”
-Mr. Castro- “Who cares?! Time to haul ass.”
All four men high tail out of the diamond store and as they come outside, it is revealed that the police station is right across the street!
-Othello Craven- “You guys need to go now, the three officers who were on call are heading back to the police station because of the silent station.”
-Mr. Castro- “We’re rolling out now, the place is clean!”
Nixon jumps behind the wheel, Castro in the passenger, and the other two Clinton and Obama jump in the back slamming the door behind them. Nixon pulls away and just as they turn to go around the corner two police cars come around the other corner. People are finally coming out of the diamond store waving to one of the officers who walks over to see what was going on, the other two officers enter the police station.
-Officers from behind Bars- “The diamond store is being robbed by Richard Nixon and Barack Obama!”
-Officer 1- “Holy shit!”
The officers pulls out their service weapons while one opens the cell and grabs their guns from the large pool of weapons at the center of the room. The other officer runs outside meeting up with the officer.
-Officer 3- “Place got robbed! Right in front of the station.”
-Officer 2- “Yeah everyone inside the station was locked up man!”
-Officer 3- “Wow serious?!”
-Officer 1- “Right from under out noses man! Dammit!”
Hours later…
Cory had reached the pickup spot before everyone else, the rest of the plan had been to drop off Cory and Tucker at their vehicles with their loot. The twins would get rid of the van and all the outfits. Then Tucker was to meet Cory at a BBQ stand right off the highway to pick up his part of the loot and from their melt the gold down, find a buyer of the diamonds, and combine all the cash to later split between them all. The best thing about this job was that none of them expected to find gold bars, let alone 13! Othello had been keeping track of the heist on the news, which made them all feel safe as ZERO leads were found. The big man sat in his car drinking from a 40 bottle staring at the passing cars. He honestly don’t know how he has kept it together so long and during the heist. He was slowly losing it he thought.
-Tucker Tower- “Hey boss you there?”
Tucker’s voice broke Cory’s thoughts, he hadn’t seen the big man pull in. He looked at Tucker and gave a weak smile.
-Cory Steel- “Half and half man.”
-Tucker Tower- “Well chill man, we are in the clear baby!"
Cory hands over the duffle-bag to Tucker.
-Cory Steel- “I’m glad to know that man, proud to be a part of all of this. I’ll let Othello know.”
-Tucker Tower- “Time to get this all broken down to cold hard cash, then you’ll both receive yalls cut. About the same time we will have our next job lined up to plan. Sound good?”
-Cory Steel- “Sounds groovy brother.”
The two men shake hands, and Tucker smiles.
-Tucker Tower- “Lay low man and pretend nothing is different okay? Focus on your career son. Me and the guys actually got tickets to the show."
-Cory Steel- "I know and I'm making yall part of the show, but I'll fill you guys in soon."
Cory only nods. Tucker backs up and drives away, Cory lays his head back against the seat head rest closing his eyes.
The Focus Part II: The Savage
The portable camera cut on and as the focus cleared up there sitting in front of the camera was Cory Steel. He was dressed in a black suit the tie was undone, his long hair was messy but clear of his serious face, and sitting between his legs was a bottle of Jack and a glass in one hand. His other hand stroked his long beard. Cory's face was serious but somewhat relaxed as he thought of what he was going to say, how does one address the MPW masses? The talent? The boss? His opponent? He smirked, he was just going to focus on his opponent. Nathan James.
-Cory Steel- "Being the new guy sucks because the new guy has the most to prove. The new guy could brag about his past scores or his past as a champion, but haven't we heard that enough?"
He drinks from his glass and some of the whiskey runs down his beard.
-Cory Steel- "The new guy could simply put it like this: I'm comin for you Nathan James and I'm going to leave you a broken heap of shit in the center of the ring! Hell and brimestone! Satan and Christ! The new guy could talk about how he is going to be next biggest mother to hit MPW like Hurricane Sandy."
Cory bulkes up and makes a comical angry face before chuckling it away.
-Cory Steel- "However, I'm not just that kind of new guy. I find it better to just leave it all in the ring let the skill talk for me instead of my mouth, you'll soon find out MPW and Nathan James my skill is better then my talking by a loooong shot. I am a godd**n savage in the ring because I was bred for this sport! Made it my life, shit, I built my life on this sport. I could retire now and have no worries. But I'm not about that, I'm out about fighting and hurting people. I want people to make sure that the next day after they watch the show when their drinking their water with their idiot co-workers that they all are like, 'Hey Steve did you see what Cory Steel did to that British wanker Nathan James?!', and they will be like, 'Sure did Doug! Sent that British wanker packing back across to his pond where he belongs. But I wonder how did he pack his shit being so broken?!'
Well because Cory Steel made sure he packed a suitcase of his clothes, brought it to the show, kicked his ass, and then punted Nathan James with his suitcase ALL THE WAY BACK! I don't talk much you see but when I speak everyone will listen maybe, but when I'm in the ring and your my opponent EVERYONE WILL watch. All eyes on me the savage!"
He stops and takes a deep breath after working himself up. Smiling Cory downes what is left in his glass before pouring another.
-Cory Steel- "Shew, sorry got carried away. I have a lot to prove and I hate it for you Nathan that you have to be my proof. Well, as I see it your a sad excuse for proof and this is just my test to get into the big house that we call MPW but I'll take it and run with it. Dark match? Pfft, no problem because when the show starts the crowd and you fellow talents will start whispering about me. 'Hey did you catch that dark match? Brutal.' Oh yes it will be brutal."
Cory chuckles again and begins to stroke his beard again. He didn't look back at the camera again but he smiled.
-Cory Steel- "It'll be SAVAGE."
Cory sat in the back of their getaway van, his unmasked head leaned against his shotgun and his eyes closed. The job was a small one, his crew had to break him in and trying for a big score for the first time wasn’t smart or so Othello thought. Othello took a solid two weeks working out every detail of this small diamond store heist. In the passenger seat was the leader of their crew and crooked DEA agent Tucker Tower with his Fidel Castro mask pulled tight over his face and pump shotgun resting on his shoulder. He was keeping a close eye on the diamond store. Othello’s voice came through their ear-pieces.
-Othello Craven- “The twins have all the officers secured in their cells, the three cars they have out patrolling are luckily at the complete other side of town!”
-Tucker Tower- “Well either way they would only know about this if dispatch called them to it, and with everyone locked up! HA no heat son.”
-Cory Steel- “He’s a genius my friend.”
Tucker turns back to look at Cory, the mask looking distorted.
-Tucker Tower- “You ready?”
Cory smirks and then pulls his Bill Clinton mask over his face and grabs the vans sliding door handle.
-Cory Steel- “Ready when you are Mr. Castro.”
Cory jerks the door open stepping out about the same time the twins one wearing a Nixon mask and the other wearing a Obama mask, come running around the van.
-Mr. Nixon- “No cops man, this jacking shouldn’t be a problem!”
They all share a laugh and turn their attention towards the diamond store. The four masked black jumper suit wearing robbers cross the street and approach the diamond store and it is Mr. Castro who busts through the front door of the diamond store using the butt of his gun to bust the head of one of the guards while Cory came in second knocking out the second guard. The twins come in guns raised demanding everyone to the ground.
-Mr. Castro- “Mr. Clinton the safe is in the back! Mr. Obama and Mr. Nixon please control the crowd.”
Cory takes off to the back of the store and into the managers office, and as he thought their sat the manager on his cell phone but as soon as he sees Cory he drops the phone and raises his arms into the air.
-Manager- “I couldn’t even get through! Please don’t kill me.”
Cory hasn’t even moved or raised his gun but the manager begins to cry and slowly the front of his grey slacks turn darker. He pisses himself and Cory laughs.
-Mr. Clinton- “Where is the safe at you bitch? Is it open or closed?”
The man is crying to hard to talk and Cory grunts raising his gun at the man and with two steps he behind the manager gun at the mans head. Cory sees the safe and he smiles behind the mask because the door is open all of its glorious contents sitting out in the open. The manager tries to control his crying but it only annoys Cory more so he knocks the man out with his shotgun. He whips out his black duffle bag that has been tucked into his jumper suit. Outside in the lobby Tucker is filling up his second bag! He had quickly snatched up every piece of jewelry he saw, emptied out both registers, and while destroying some art he came across a hidden unlocked safe behind a picture between the managers office and bathroom. He had hit the payday finding 10 gold bars!
-Mr. Castro- “This just isn’t some small time diamond store guys! God damn gold bars!”
-Mr. Nixon- “Has to be the base of some big clients! Gold bars?”
-Mr. Castro- “Ten son.”
Cory comes from the back his bag full too.
-Mr. Clinton- “Found three gold bars in the managers office, and some bonds! High priced bonds too.”
-Mr. Obama- “This place is a front, has to be!”
-Mr. Castro- “Who cares?! Time to haul ass.”
All four men high tail out of the diamond store and as they come outside, it is revealed that the police station is right across the street!
-Othello Craven- “You guys need to go now, the three officers who were on call are heading back to the police station because of the silent station.”
-Mr. Castro- “We’re rolling out now, the place is clean!”
Nixon jumps behind the wheel, Castro in the passenger, and the other two Clinton and Obama jump in the back slamming the door behind them. Nixon pulls away and just as they turn to go around the corner two police cars come around the other corner. People are finally coming out of the diamond store waving to one of the officers who walks over to see what was going on, the other two officers enter the police station.
-Officers from behind Bars- “The diamond store is being robbed by Richard Nixon and Barack Obama!”
-Officer 1- “Holy shit!”
The officers pulls out their service weapons while one opens the cell and grabs their guns from the large pool of weapons at the center of the room. The other officer runs outside meeting up with the officer.
-Officer 3- “Place got robbed! Right in front of the station.”
-Officer 2- “Yeah everyone inside the station was locked up man!”
-Officer 3- “Wow serious?!”
-Officer 1- “Right from under out noses man! Dammit!”
Hours later…
Cory had reached the pickup spot before everyone else, the rest of the plan had been to drop off Cory and Tucker at their vehicles with their loot. The twins would get rid of the van and all the outfits. Then Tucker was to meet Cory at a BBQ stand right off the highway to pick up his part of the loot and from their melt the gold down, find a buyer of the diamonds, and combine all the cash to later split between them all. The best thing about this job was that none of them expected to find gold bars, let alone 13! Othello had been keeping track of the heist on the news, which made them all feel safe as ZERO leads were found. The big man sat in his car drinking from a 40 bottle staring at the passing cars. He honestly don’t know how he has kept it together so long and during the heist. He was slowly losing it he thought.
-Tucker Tower- “Hey boss you there?”
Tucker’s voice broke Cory’s thoughts, he hadn’t seen the big man pull in. He looked at Tucker and gave a weak smile.
-Cory Steel- “Half and half man.”
-Tucker Tower- “Well chill man, we are in the clear baby!"
Cory hands over the duffle-bag to Tucker.
-Cory Steel- “I’m glad to know that man, proud to be a part of all of this. I’ll let Othello know.”
-Tucker Tower- “Time to get this all broken down to cold hard cash, then you’ll both receive yalls cut. About the same time we will have our next job lined up to plan. Sound good?”
-Cory Steel- “Sounds groovy brother.”
The two men shake hands, and Tucker smiles.
-Tucker Tower- “Lay low man and pretend nothing is different okay? Focus on your career son. Me and the guys actually got tickets to the show."
-Cory Steel- "I know and I'm making yall part of the show, but I'll fill you guys in soon."
Cory only nods. Tucker backs up and drives away, Cory lays his head back against the seat head rest closing his eyes.
The Focus Part II: The Savage
The portable camera cut on and as the focus cleared up there sitting in front of the camera was Cory Steel. He was dressed in a black suit the tie was undone, his long hair was messy but clear of his serious face, and sitting between his legs was a bottle of Jack and a glass in one hand. His other hand stroked his long beard. Cory's face was serious but somewhat relaxed as he thought of what he was going to say, how does one address the MPW masses? The talent? The boss? His opponent? He smirked, he was just going to focus on his opponent. Nathan James.
-Cory Steel- "Being the new guy sucks because the new guy has the most to prove. The new guy could brag about his past scores or his past as a champion, but haven't we heard that enough?"
He drinks from his glass and some of the whiskey runs down his beard.
-Cory Steel- "The new guy could simply put it like this: I'm comin for you Nathan James and I'm going to leave you a broken heap of shit in the center of the ring! Hell and brimestone! Satan and Christ! The new guy could talk about how he is going to be next biggest mother to hit MPW like Hurricane Sandy."
Cory bulkes up and makes a comical angry face before chuckling it away.
-Cory Steel- "However, I'm not just that kind of new guy. I find it better to just leave it all in the ring let the skill talk for me instead of my mouth, you'll soon find out MPW and Nathan James my skill is better then my talking by a loooong shot. I am a godd**n savage in the ring because I was bred for this sport! Made it my life, shit, I built my life on this sport. I could retire now and have no worries. But I'm not about that, I'm out about fighting and hurting people. I want people to make sure that the next day after they watch the show when their drinking their water with their idiot co-workers that they all are like, 'Hey Steve did you see what Cory Steel did to that British wanker Nathan James?!', and they will be like, 'Sure did Doug! Sent that British wanker packing back across to his pond where he belongs. But I wonder how did he pack his shit being so broken?!'
Well because Cory Steel made sure he packed a suitcase of his clothes, brought it to the show, kicked his ass, and then punted Nathan James with his suitcase ALL THE WAY BACK! I don't talk much you see but when I speak everyone will listen maybe, but when I'm in the ring and your my opponent EVERYONE WILL watch. All eyes on me the savage!"
He stops and takes a deep breath after working himself up. Smiling Cory downes what is left in his glass before pouring another.
-Cory Steel- "Shew, sorry got carried away. I have a lot to prove and I hate it for you Nathan that you have to be my proof. Well, as I see it your a sad excuse for proof and this is just my test to get into the big house that we call MPW but I'll take it and run with it. Dark match? Pfft, no problem because when the show starts the crowd and you fellow talents will start whispering about me. 'Hey did you catch that dark match? Brutal.' Oh yes it will be brutal."
Cory chuckles again and begins to stroke his beard again. He didn't look back at the camera again but he smiled.
-Cory Steel- "It'll be SAVAGE."
