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Nightmares.
Topic Started: Feb 20 2009, 01:24 AM (42 Views)
Sean Madrox
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The darkness engulfs the arena a shortly after what was supposed to be a great match for Sean Madrox, but sadly to say it didn’t end like he wanted. The haters in the crowd got what they wanted an undeserved victory to Drake Love, and boy does this piss Sean the fuck off. He climbs up the very long entranceway with his head slung low as the haters begin to throw their beverage containers and snacks at him and he simply continue up the entranceway with a steady but slow pace.

He finally makes it to the top of the entranceway and he turns around and flips the crowd off as the lights finally dim out and he disappears behind the black cloth curtain to the gorilla. Standing in the back Sean can already sense the eyes piercing his back as the technicians are already gossiping on the outcome of the match. If staring could burn, Sean would have been a bitter crisp corpse with merely bones left from the attention that seems to be drawn to him.

He continues down the stairs and into the corridor to his locker room, Toby seems to be waiting with a microphone in hand waiting to get a word with Sean, but nothing as Sean continues to walk down the long corridor with his head down.

“Hey Sean, do you have a minute?!?”

Sean stops in his tracks and he simply peers over his shoulder and looks back at Toby whose goofy face doesn’t give him enough justice for why Sean has the urge to attack him and beat the living shit out of him, just for saying his name.

“What the hell do you want?”

“Well Sean it seems like tonight wasn’t a good night for you. After literally having the win tonight, but only to be robbed from you by none other than Drake Love must be pretty hard to swallow.”

Sean can even stomach his devilish smile that he uses of so often, but instead he snarls as he runs his tongue over his teeth.

“You know most of the time you can be an annoying little prick and tonight it seems that you are crossing that borderline of me whooping your ass.”

Toby is kind of taken aback by the threat and Sean shifts his neck to the left side cracking just about every vertebrae.

“Well Sean, I’m just trying to replay the night for all the FIW fans that might have missed the ending of your match.”

Sean nods his head.

“Yeah its called sugar-coating every last detail Toby and it seems that is one thing you have down packed and squared away. I really don’t care for that kind of bullshit. Tonight was a fluke and everyone saw that…I was supposed to walk away the victor, not that idiot Drake Love.”

“Well he did have the referee’s attention and the referee did make the finally count for him.”

Sean just shakes his head as he begins to clench his fist together.

“Yeah, but it wasn’t a definite pin by Drake Love, he just happened to fall on Graver with his arm draped over his worthless body. That match should be fucking reversed in my favor!”

“So you want the match granted in your favor?!”

“Did I fucking stutter when I said that Toby?! Why must you be a little twit about every little thing.”

“I just want to make sure that I understand you correctly.”

Sean begins to grind his teeth.

“Well get a fucking tape recorder!”

Sean punches the wall behind Toby and the blood begins to trickle down his knuckles from slamming it into the concrete wall. Toby flinches to the side as Sean simply pulls his hand back and the EMTs flutter from all directions as Sean cracks a smile finally.

“Oh my god; Sean are you alright?!”

Sean closes his eyes for a few seconds as he begins to push the EMTs off of him and away from his battered hand. He storms off down the corridor shaking his hand and blood trickles down all over the concrete slab flooring.

“SEAN!”

But Sean simply ignores the calling as he finally disappears into the locker room and slams the door behind him, almost knocking the door off its hinges.
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