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 Posted: Sat Mar 05, 2011 9:30 am
Landry found it hard to breath as Phoenixfire stood and then sat on his chest. He gasped for air as she lingered there for such long moments, moments he thought would never end until she dismounted at last and he was able to take long labored breaths. He was light headed, and he wasn't entirely sure if the kiss was real or just his senses playing tricks with him from the lack of oxygen. But he did hear that music, and it was clear she was gone...for now.
Landry was left laying in a pool of his own blood, and there wasn't anyone else waiting on the stage. Was it over? The crowd was silent, they didn't know how to take what had just happened to him.
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Posted: Sat Mar 05, 2011 4:48 pm
Careful what you wish...
~5~
~4~
Careful what you say...
Careful What You Wish You May Regret It
~3~
~2~
Careful What You Wish
You Just
~2.0~
Might Get It!
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Posted: Sat Mar 05, 2011 4:58 pm
Apparently, it wasn't over just yet.
Landry rolled over as the titantron lit up with the familier entrance video and blaring music of the One True King. His best friend. His worst enemy. A man he respected above all others, and hurt like no one else.
Kelly King 2.0.
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Posted: Sat Mar 05, 2011 5:16 pm
 Then It All Crashes Down!
And You Break Your Crown!
And You Point Your Finger But Theres No One Around!
Just Want One Thing.
Just to Be The King!
But The Castles Crumbled
And You're Left With Just A Name.
Where's Your Crown King Nothing!Kelly King 2.0 walked out onto the stage, wearing his cloaked attire. His movements were slow, deliberate, as he glared down at the ring where the nearly dead Mike Landry lay in a pool of his own blood. There was hardly anything left of the faux-mad man, and King knew it. The fans went from silent to cheering loudly as Kelly King 2.0's music hit and he started to walk down the ramp. On his way down to the ring, King removed his cloak, revealing that he'd been holding Scepter the Sledgehammer under it, hidden from view. 2.0 stopped halfway down the ramp to eye Landry again, then looked at the fans with a rage in his eyes that not many had ever seen from him before. King walked up to the side of the ring, grabbing a rope to pull himself up to the apron, staring into Landry's apparently intact soul. He slowly stepped between the ropes, sizing the man up, as he stepped into the ring with Landry.
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Posted: Sat Mar 05, 2011 5:19 pm
Mike tried to gt back to his feet, but every part of his body was in agonizing pain. All he could do was get to one knee, and he was barely able to stay there after Shanahan nearly shattered his left one. It was fitting actually: Landry after all of their wars...was FINALLY kneeling before the One True King.
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Posted: Sat Mar 05, 2011 5:22 pm
King stared at the man on his knee and shook, as fans started to rythmically stomp, slowly building up. As the fans stomped, King prepared Scepter for possibly the mightiest strike that it had ever seen. The fans were stomping harder and louder now, as it the rhythm was coming to a head. King looked like he was about to lose it, just staring at the thing that should not be kneeling before him. Finally as the fans stomping and clapping came to a rapid climax, 2.0 moved to strike Landry in the head...
And stopped the strike an inch from his forehead, freezing.
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Posted: Sat Mar 05, 2011 5:26 pm
Landry knew what was comming. He didn't flinch, he didn't move, he didn't even look. All he did was stare at the floor as he waited for his punishment to come...but it never did. Landry looked up into King's eyes as if to inquire why.
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Posted: Sat Mar 05, 2011 5:38 pm
2.0 backed away, slowly, not sudden movements. King walked over to grab a brand new microphone from ringside and brought it up to his lips.
"No." He said simply. "No. No. No..." He shakes scepter in air.
"I'm not doing this. I'm not doing the same thing that all these people have done here tonight and beating down a broken, weary, shadow of a man. Mike Landry look at what you've become." He walks and stands right before Landry in the center of the ring. "You used to be one of the Best. You used to be an amazing man, smart, funny, deadly as hell, one of the best wrestlers I've ever met. And now look at you. As a result of some mis-begotten, half-baked scheme of yours to somehow... unite everyone against a greater evil, you've done the worst things ever done in the history of professional wrestling."
"You raped someone. You stole my beloved dog's ashes. You brainwashed several innocent people, and even branded them. You almost murdered another. In the past year you've become the single most hated and disgusting man to ever set foot in a wrestling ring, and you come out here tonight and you ask not only for forgiveness, but atonement. You sought to have everyone you ever wronged destroy you physically as the biggest "I'm Sorry" since BP spilled oil in the gulf. But you know what? This isn't the biggest I'm Sorry of all time. What this is, is the biggest F U to the boys in the back, and these fans, that I have ever seen."
King walks up to Landry and puts the head of the hammer at his neck. "You raped and murdered someone, and nearly ended careers, and come out here expecting that everyone will just beat you within an inch of your life and suddenly it will all go away? A lifetime of misdeeds white washed away in one night of hell? No. I won't stand for it. That may work for everyone else, Evan, but not for me. I'm not going to beat you. I'm not even going to stand here in this ring, eye to eye, with you. You have lost... every single shred of respect I have ever had for you. You don't even register as a human being to me, much less the man who used to be my best friend. You can say you planned it all, that you can change... but you did all those things. You knowingly did all of those things. Theres no escape from that. Not for me. I will never. Ever. Respect you, Evan Michael Landry." 2.0 says solemnly, as he turns to walk away from him. "And one last thing..."
King suddenly turns to smash the kneeling Landry in the head with Scepter!
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Posted: Sat Mar 05, 2011 5:47 pm
All Mike could do was sit there and take in the painful words from the man he respected more than anyone else in this world. He hated himself for what he had done. He hated every single memory from the past two years. He wanted it to go away, he wished he hadn't done it but there was nothing he could do to wash away the blood on his hands. King's words stung him like a million daggers and a tear dripped down his face.
He was right. And there was nothing in the world that could change that.
As Landry fell backwards to the mat from the final blow from Scepter, a single thought raced through his mind. "I will make it right." And with that, he was unconcsious. The meds rushed in to save him as clearly this had to end now. Anything more would be a threat to his life.
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Posted: Sat Mar 05, 2011 5:50 pm
King stood in the ring, silent and still, until Landry was safely carted off.
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Posted: Sat Mar 05, 2011 5:59 pm
Landry was carried off on a stretcher as security also entered the ring to make sure no one else interfered.
The crowd was awkward, some cheering Landry for his courage, and some for King for decimating Landry.
The camera faded on Kelly's face as he watched Landry being carried away. No one knew when they'd see him again.
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