Welcome to Gaia! ::

The surprised squeak caught Matt's ear as he entered the room; well, he found the King's daughter all right. He drew himself up to his full height, arching an eyebrow through the crimson mask that was drying over his face. "... Hold on, just a moment..." With that, he turned around and slammed the door shut, locking it as well with a satisfying 'click.'

The God of Punks took a step back, lifting his hands to wipe some of the blood off of his face and... Wipe it on the walls. That should be hard to clean off. "Now..." Shanahan turned to stare at the girl in the corner, taking a moment to crack his knuckles. "Let's see which King has the most fight in 'em..." He whispered as he slowly began to approach her. He was cautious, watching her with a careful eye; he wasn't scared of her... He merely wanted to see how she would react.

Shanahan was just about to kneel down in front of the girl, when suddenly there came a knock at the door. He whirled around to see Kelly King standing in the doorway with his Scepter ready; Matt's face couldn't help but twist back into his sick grin. "So, super-dad finally makes a stand? It took you long enough; any longer, and she may be in a worse state than the other two." The God of Punks hissed, just edging 2.0 on at this point. He wasn't going to charge at a man with a sledgehammer, after all.

Jumping onto the bed may prove to be King's biggest mistake in the past few weeks. Before the man could jump off to swing the sledgehammer, Shanahan's instant fight-or-flight instincts kicked in; he closed the gap between them with a frantic sprint, aiming to tackle the man off of the bed and use the momentum to carry him into the trophy case against the far wall!

All emotion left Matt's face as he pulled away from King, letting him drop down onto the floor after the impact. He was back into full assault mode, and things weren't going to be interrupted this time. "Should've just signed it..." He muttered while grabbing Kelly's head and attempting to bash it against the base of the broken display case repeatedly. "You should've signed the ******** thing!"

After the fourth time, Matt let go of King's head, letting him drop down to the floor once more. He turned to stare at the screaming girl in the corner, his eyes having gone wide as he rage overtook him, "SHUT UP!" He roared at her, being tired of hearing her screams through-out the ordeal. "... Actually... No..."

The sinister giant reached down and grabbed King by the arm, attempting to drag the bloodied man over towards his daughter. If successful, he'd drop down and drive a knee into the man's spine, while yanking his head upward by his hair. "Tell -him- he should have signed it! Tell him, Kayla! Tell him you -want- him to sign the contract!" Matt commanded, his eyes locked on her quivering form. Whatever had overtaken The God of Punks was not going to let up.

"NO! That's not what I said!" Matt screamed at the young lady, his eyes burning with a far-beyond-driven rage that few had ever seen. He pushed himself away from Kelly King and grabbed the Scepter off of the bed, gripping it tightly in both hands. "Tell him to sign it, girl! Tell him!" The God of Punks commanded once more before bringing the hammer down, attempting to drive the metal head into King's back!

"TELL HIM!" The infuriated Shanahan screamed back down at her, his eyes wide with anger and determination. Nothing but compliance would suffice at this point for him; he was driven far over the edge by King's antics and avoidance. While waiting to see if she'd comply again, Matt brought the sledgehammer up again, attempting to smash it down onto the back of 2.0's right leg!