ody Carson sat on the couch of his home, more laying but with one leg propped up. He tosses a football up in the air. His mind was a miss. He didn’t have a care in the world. He had done two things this week that had made his life legendary. One he screwed Christian Cage out of his world title. Cody smiled to himself, and he couldn’t help but glow. He and Shawn Walsh had had a war. And for the first time in his career Cody had beaten the legend himself. But Cody still bared the scares from the match. The stitches above his eye number twenty two, and the tape on his ribs made sleeping un comfortable. His right eye was still black and his lip was also stitched but non of that was on his mind. He could finally rest at night. He knew that he could do it and he did. He defeated the man that had once made him the less valuable the a piece of dust in the wind. Not only that but for the US title as well. Cody Carson held both titles that Shawn Walsh needed for his grand slam. His ticket to the hall of fame. Secretly, deep down Cody was glad He held two titles that Shawn has never held. Cody smirked to himself. Even if Shawn did get the titles from him, shadow wouldn’t let him into the hall of fame. But Shawn and Cody where partners. They where friends, and words toward each other meant nothing now. Cody had proven himself worthy of Shawn Walsh’s respect. He continued to toss the ball and stare ahead. There was a knock on the door. “Its open.” He stated.
The door opened and a women stood in the doorway. “Mr. Carson.”
“Can I help you?” Cody said, sitting up with much difficulty.
“I would like you to come with me.” The woman said. Her face was that of age and knowledge. She looked smart. Yet old.
“Who are you?”
“Get up now.” She ordered.
“Who the fuck do you think you…”
“Don‘t get lippy with me.” She hissed.
“Look bitch…” Cody said, slowly pushing himself up to a standing position.
“No you listen. You are coming with me.”
“Who do you think you are?”
“I am me. Now come over here.”
“And what if I don‘t.”
“You will regret it.”
Cody laughed, a hollow laugh. Something in his gut was telling him something wasn’t right. “Alright, just let me get my…”
“There is no time, come as you are.”
“What’s the rush.”
“Just hurry up.”
Cody staggered toward the door straightening up and stretching his ribs, he tosses the football into the apartment and the two walk toward the stairs. “What’s goin-”
“Where is your wife?”
“Carmen?”
“No charily brown.”
Cody never wanted to hit a woman so bad in his life. “She’s doing a movie shoot?”
“So there are lots of people there?”
“No, She‘s doing all the parts…” Cody said with a smirk.
“Now is not the time for jokes Mr. Carson.”
“You’re one to talk.”
As they make there way down the stairs Cody sees a white limo parked in front of the apartment building. He stared at it, and continued down the stairs. The woman got to the bottom and walked toward the limo Cody hurried up to catch her. She stood at the back door and waited. Cody looked at her. “Real gentlemen open the doors.”
“Huh, you think you got a gentlemen your sadly mistaken.”
She finally gets pissed and opens the door for herself and gets in. Cody climbs in after her and inside there are more then just two people. There were four now including Cody and the mystery woman.
“What the fuck is goin on?” Cody asked looking around he knew both of these men. “Officer Glenn? Mikey? What the fuck guys?”
“Mr. Carson,” The woman started. “Micheal here has informed us about Justin and Your little fight.”
“Mikey, ” Cody said smacking him in the head. “Fuck the fuck?”
“Mr. Carson, ” She said again. “You are not under arrest and you will not be charged.”
“What the fuck is this about them?” Cody asked and the limo started to move.
“Cody…” Glenn started his face pale. “Ummm… Justin he is…”
“What I killed the bastard good.”
“Ummm.” Glenn started.
“No Officer.” The woman said, “He will see for himself.”
Cody’s gaze fell on Mikey. “You rat.”
“Cody bro, when you see what I seen, you will understand why.”
“Will someone tell me what the fuck is goin on?” Cody screamed at all of them.
Dos.
The limo pulled up to the warehouse, the place where Carson and Justin had fought. Cody looked a little uneasy as he got out. He had only been here two times. Once for the fight with Justin and the other was when Tristan Kruise wanted to fight him. He lost that fight hard and was in the hospital for almost two weeks. He looked around and then back at the three as they all got out of the car.
“So, what are we doing here?”
“Just shut up and keep moving.” The woman said to Cody, pointing to the cage that Justin was in before. It was open and there was still blood on it. Cody smirked remembering smashing Justin’s skull off of it. Two skids were pushed against the back of the cage and was Cody looked up his eyes grew and he almost fell over.
“This is what we wanted you to see Cody.” Mikey said.
“No.” Cody said. “It can‘t be.”
“It is.”
Cody looked up and on the two skids written in blood it read ‘Treason is paid by death.’ “Oh no…” Cody said
“What?”
“CARMEN!” Cody exclaimed.
Tres.
The scene cuts to Carmen Dumas standing outside the movie shoot she smiles and hugs one of the guys and then one of the girls, She turns and starts toward the apartment. Out of the back ally a shadowy figure walked. He has a cast on his arm and a cigar in his mouth. HE smiles and that familiar voice talked to himself. “Treason is payable by death.”
Fuck off, before I traumatize you for life. If blood, violence, gore, stupid humor,religious jokes, sexist jokes, and a whole lot of fucking sound a little too outrageous for your tastes, then grab your purse, adjust your skirt and get the fuck out of my sight. 