Post by Press1269 on Feb 8, 2016 6:57:03 GMT
MAY 26th, 2001
SEATTLE, WASHINGTON
THE MIRAGE MULARE` HOTEL
THE CALM BEFORE THE STORM: 11:30p.m.
<<Several candles burn brightly off in a corner of the large room. It is painted white, although it is dark right now..besides of coarse the candles. The shadows bounce up the walls, and the fire on the ends of the wick dances across the doorway where she enters. Long light brown hair hides her puffy nipples in under her silken robe that clings to her body. His eyes move from her ankles up her body, to the smooth skin beneath the cloth. He feels the bulge in his pants grow stiff, as she gracefully strolls further into the room. The light of the candle moves around her, and the shadows show off her beautiful features, causeing the man's eyes to glint in notice. She approaches him almost as if she is floating, and her moist crimson lips push together causeing her bottom lip to be assentuated. The man finds his hands placed on her hips, pulling her much smaller frame closer to him. She lets out a light high pitched sound at the feeling of his bulge pushing up against the inside of her thigh through his pants. She lets out a hard gasp as her bossom is presses up against his chest, the young man flicking his tongue out to lick her open mouth softly. She looks to him, and grinds her hips against his, causeing friction between her legs from the bulge placed there. His eyes catch hers, and she pleads for his lips...to which he gives her. He reaches in, turning his face to the side slightly..pressing his lips against hers hard...pushing his tongue between her lips lightly, probeing at her mouth. Her tongue pushes against the tip of his playfully, and she guides him backwards towards the bed. The man stumble backwrds, pulling her down onto him...and she kisses at his neck lightly as her legs draw up into a seated position on his crotch, straddleing him. He smiles up at her, as she leans down for another hard kiss. He reaches up to undo her robe to see her perfect body without it....but suddenly all is gone.>>
::Johnny Storm's body shoots straight up out of bed in a cold sweat, bringing his hands up to his face to make sure that he is still there. He looks about himself, to see that he is in a large bed in the midst of a luxurious room. Double doors stand off to the side, and they are open revealing a sitting area, a bar, and another door that leads into a kitchen/eating area. Sweat pours from Storm's brow, and he whipes it away with his forearm. His heart tugs inside of his chest, and he suddenly grows a faint stare at the wood work around the bed. Tears build in under his eyes, but do not flow as he breaths softly. Allowing a soft smile, and in under the soft breaths....::
Johnny Storm: Where are you my love....
::Suddenly the phone rings, and Storm jumps out of surprise at the loud sound. Startleing so much that almost falls out of the bed. Storm lifts up the reciever quickly...and hits the talk button, bringing it up to his ear. He blinks stupidly, and then remembers to make a greeting.::
Johnny Storm: Hello?
Man's Voice: Hey Johnny...damn...you sound terriable!
Johnny Storm: I appreciate it Steven...what can I do for you at...
::Storm pauses, and looks over at the clock to see that it is 12:00 midnite. Storm grunts loudly, and returns his mind back to the phone....::
Johnny Storm: Midnite.
Steven Fury: Oh...sorry. Did I wake you?
Johnny Storm: Not really. I am however tired..that's all. So what's up?
Steven Fury: Well they are haveing an event over at the Seattle Center, outdoors. They've transformed the International Fountain from the World's Fair into a dance floor. The event is a celebration of the city officials, and special guests to Seattle. Since we do come often on tour, they have invited me as a guest. I really can't make it, but I do need a represenative. Naturally I thought of you Johnny...
Johnny Storm: Damn Steven. You know I hate functions. That's half the reason I keep myself out of the public eye about the Storm Corporation's dealings.
Steven Fury: Oh come on Johnny! I need you to do it as a personal favor..
Johnny Storm: I really don't need this this week...I mean I do have the Gladiator Title shot against Dark Tiger...
Steven Fury: Yeah Johnny...I know. I booked it..remember?
::Storm says 'shit' without makeing a sound, and then returns to the phone.::
Johnny Storm: Alright...Alright.. But I don't have a date, and I don't plan to get one. Probably won't stay long either.
Steven Fury: That's the spirit Storm. It's alright....although it is a Tux affair, you don't have to have an escort. I appreciate it bud...I won't forget it.
Johnny Storm: Yeah man...no problem. I can handle it....I mean it's a party, how bad can it be...
Steven Fury: There you go...that's what I was thinking?
Johnny Storm: Well then why aren't YOU going?
Steven Fury: (in a dad like voice)Johnny...
Johnny Storm: Ok Ok....but don't think I won't catch you for lunch the next day and bore the hell out of you with every mundane detail.
Steven Fury: HA! Sure thing Johnny..it's a deal! So, I guess I'll see you later, and try your best to have some fun & ease up. It might be good for you..
Johnny Storm. Yeah. Great...bye Steven.
Steven Fury: Later Johnny.
::Storm hangs up the phone, and sits back with a frown on his face. After a few calls to the front desk about getting him preperations for a suitable enterance at the party, he lays down into the bed, and lays against his pillow....almost completly calmed down now from his promisuous dream. Storm lays there several moments, before finally drifting off into sleep.::
MAY 27th, 2001
SEATTLE, WASHINGTON
THE SEATTLE CENTER
MAXIMUM PRESENCE: 6:30p.m.
::Johnny Storm's limo turns into the circular area of the Seattle Center, leading towards the International Fountain where the function is being held. The street has been cut off, and there are people lineing the area buisnesses around a Tent that has been erected to keep the party private. Storm's limo slowly approaches, and the crowd claps wildly as it pulls up to the red carpet as another limo pulls off. A young man in a black suit, steps over to the back door of the limo, and pulls it open. Storm takes a step out, and turns to wave at the crowd that upon seeing the GWA superstar completely goes nuts. He is decked out in a nice tux with tails, and starts towards the door stopping for pictures for the papers & TV companies. Entertainment Tonight also catches a glimpse of him, and he stops for a brief stint to speak with them and they get him on camera with a smile.::
::Johnny then continues on without so much as a look to the other so called celebraties as he enters the door to the tent. There is a complete security team behind the tent, and upon seeing him greet him and thank him for comeing. He steps through and starts to the inside where the view is breath takeing. The large tent covered the entire fountain and surrounding areas with an open top so the stars can see into the dance floor set up in the middle. A bar sits off to the right, and several people are packed onto the floor causeing Storm to weeve in & out of clumps of human bodies. Up on the actual fountain area, a band/symphony is set up playing soft waltzy type music. Storm gets over near the edge of the tent, and begin moveing along it trying to make his way to the bar where he know's he'll be most comfortable. He looks down at the floor for most of the journey, not wanting to make eye contact, or seem to friendly. Hopefully he could make it to the bar without any unintelligent conversation with local hacks who don't matter. Storm stumbles on forwards along the edge, untill finally reaching the very end of the bar. One of the bar tendors steps over quickly as Storm looks up with a smile.::
Johnny Storm: Thank god! I would like a shot of Jack, straight up!
Bar Tendor: Sure thing Mr. Storm. I'm a big fan of yours..
::The Bar Tendor flips a bottle of Jack Daniels out of no where, and pours it into a shot glass. Storm nods, and thanks him with a wink...and then rares his head back while holding the glass up to his lips and the liquid slides down his throat. Storm drops the glass back down, and beckons for another. He then holds his hand up...::
Johnny Storm: Alright, Alright! Get me a bigger glass than this.....(looks around) it's going to be a long night...
::The Bar Tendor gives a smirk, and then pulls out a chardene` glass. He pours the Jack Daniels into the glass untill it's more than half way full, and then lets up. Storm takes the glass, and lifts it up to his lips takeing in a deep sip. He looks about himself for a few moments in disgust....that is untill he see's an angel of beauty.::
::The vision of loveliness turns in her chair with a smile that lights up the room, and Storm's jaw drops in surprise. He knew this young woman from his......dream. But how? There was no way. Storm lifts the glass, and dreamy eyed starts towards the darling young lady with ease. He pushes past another gentleman at the bar, and sits down beside her as her back is turned to him. He looks over her shoulder, a little as if not to draw attention to himself, and takes a sip of his drink....however...the face in front of her surprises Storm as well. Eric Rayne, friend & Buisness Associate of Steven Fury, turns to face Storm with a large smile.
Storm & Rayne had never met..but it was obvious by the two men's reactions towards each other that Fury had talked about them to one another. Storm stands up gently, and the young woman turns to see what her brother is looking at. Upon seeing Storm she turns, and a look of intrigue comes across her face followed by a curious smile. Storm allows a smile of his own, much more brash & debonare. Storm & Eric's hands meet each other simutaniously, for they both had the same idea. Storm smiles once again, and nods with assuredy. His eyes never moveing to look at the young woman, but his corner vision following her every move. Her own expression, that of Deja Vu.::
Johnny Storm: How are you doing Eric Rayne?
Eric Rayne: Very well Mr. Storm, I trust you've been well?
Johnny Storm: (with an on que smile) Fantastic as usual. Steven speaks highly of you friend...cover of Forbe's magazine last year...no bad accomplishment.
Eric Rayne: Yes, quite an achievement. Hope to do that again at least once more before my time is up. I was surprised not to see Steven here, I trust your presence here is on his behalf? Or upon your own liberty?
Johnny Storm: Ha...no, no. This appearance is on Steven's behalf. I'm not into this ritzy bull shit....um...No Offense of coarse to the present company of coarse. Speaking of (turns to the young lady) I could have sworn I've seen you before young lady....perhaps in the backstage area of the GWA?
Young Woman: I was just thinking the same thing...Perhaps in GWA, though I've been inactive for quite some time now, for nearly a year. You do sound vaguly familiar though, we must have crossed paths since then, or am I wrong in saying that?
::Storm extends his hand gingerly to the young lady with a smooth smile. His dark eyes moveing over hers as if a connection takes place instantly. A rush appears to go through the young lady's body.::
Johnny Storm: "Mr. Fantastic" Johnny Storm. You can call me Johnny, or just Fantastic...
::Storm simles again, a little more playful, his hand still extended.::
Young Woman: Hmmm Johnny it is,(with a devilish smile) I've yet to determine if you are truly Fantastic....
::Eric cuts in without warning, and smiles at Storm with a reassuring grin.::
Eric Rayne: Mr. Storm, allow me to introduce you to this radiant vision in which you have the greatest of interest in at the moment....his is my sister, Scarlett.....
Johnny Storm: (still looking at Scarlett with a playful smile) I would'nt say Greatest Interest young Eric...
::Storm continues to hold his hand out for a handshake, and watches her face for a reaction.::
Eric Rayne: Ah very well, could have fooled me.
::Scarlett slowly extends her hand out to meet his, humbly, with caution just like a shy child while meeting a stranger for the first time. Storm smiles casually, and lifts her hand up slowly, and slides his lips onto the back of her hand..dead center as if that were his designated target...although for some reason Scarlett knew that the true target was no where near her hand. Scarlett caught off guard, jolts back slightly.::
Scarlett: Just caught me off guard with that, I'm sorry, Guess it's been a while since I've been around a true gentlemen thats all.
Johnny Storm: hmmmm...Scarlett...Scarlett...that name rings a bell. Scarlett Rayne?
Scarlett: No actually, It's Scarlett Rayne Sengir....My husband, Jared, seems to be MIA at the moment, he hates stuffy gatherings like this, no doubt he's probably gone off to find an arcade or something of that nature.
::Storm smiles again, and then looks her over again with a more easy going eye.::
Johnny Storm: Then it's his ignorance for leaving such a beautiful lady in a room full of predators....wife or not.
::Storm extends his hand once again with a smile, and turns halfway to eric.::
Johnny Storm: Do you mind if I take your sister for a moment.....that is..(looks to Scarlett) if she would like to dance?
::without paying attention to Eric, Scarlett extends her hand to place it into Storms with a smile.::
Scarlett: Why of course Mr. Storm, I'ld love to.
::Storm wraps his fingers around Scarlett's smaller hand, and gives her a gentle pull to make her follow him. Eric Rayne watches on in awe as his sister, a married woman mind you, starts towards the dance floor lead by Johnny Storm. Once a safe distance away from the bar, Storm turns abruptly..and Scarlett isn't able to stop before ending up in his arms. Storm smiles softly, and takes her by the hand, placeing his other hand around her waist...and pulling her dangerously close. Their hips push up against each other, and Storm smiles as he begins to sway her from side to side....leading them along the dance. Scarlett's eyes shoot open in surprise, and she jolts a little..however Storm doesn't release her grip...causeing her to relax, and go with the flow. Suddenly a mellow sound of symphony along with piano lifts the room, and a man stands to the middle of the stage upon the fountain bowl. He has a mic in hand, and several people turn to watch, but Storm retains his grip...swaying her hips lightly. Storm smiles reckognizing the song as "The Way You Look Tonight" by Steven Tyrell. As the man began to sing, as did Storm...in a much softer voice..to where Scarlett was the only one that heard him. Scarlett's a little surprise at first and looks at Johnny who smiles back reassuringly...and then she smiles herself listening to his smooth voice.::
Johnny Storm:(in the softest of voices) Someday..when I'm off alone..when the world is cold...I will feel a glow, just thinking of you...and the way you look tonight..
Oh but your lovely, with your smile so warm, and your cheeks so soft, there is nothing for me...but to love you...just the way you look tonight...
With each word, your tenderness grows......tearing our fears apart...and I laugh, that wrinkles your nose....touches my foolish heart. Your so lovely...never ever change, keep that breathless charm, won't you please arrange it..cause I love you...just the way you look tonight....
::The symphony chimes in with a saxophone solo...playing ever so lightly, as Scarlett rests her head on Storm's shoulder. This surprises Storm who hasn't been anything but smooth the entire time. He smiles, turning his nose into her hair....nuzzeling her softly.::
Johnny Storm: Your So Lovely......never ever change, keep that brethless charm...won't you please arrange it...cause I love you...just the way you look tonight.
(even softer almost a whisper) Just the way you look......tonight.
::The song slowly fades, and Scarlett looks up from Storm's shoulders and their eyes lock. Storm smiles sweetly, and Scarlett's crimson lips do so as well. Storm begins to advance forwards..their nose touching...untill suddenly they are broken apart by some unseen force. Before anything can be said, a furious right hand catches Storm across the Jaw, and then another sends him to the ground hastily. Storm falls hard, holding his jaw, and then looking up to see the commotion. The crowd breaks apart like a see, and Eric can be seen power walking towards the scene that has just opened up on the dance floor. Storm see's an unfamiliar man with one fist balled down at his side, and Scarlett's arm jerked up into his other fist. Gripping her hard visiably he has fire in his eyes, and jerks her towards him. Through Gritted teeth.::
Jared Sengir(Scarlett's husband): Come on Scarlett...We're leaving!
Scarlett: Jared we were just dancing, why do you always have to make a scene? It seems that everywhere we go, even when I was in the company of Brandon, you always had a premonition that things were about to go too far.....trust Jared, ever heard of it? That's waht our marriage is supposed to be based on remember?
Jared: I trust you Scarlett, but I don't trust him!!(points down to Storm who sits in the floor whipeing a little blood from his lip in awe of what just happend)
Scarlett: And what? You don't think I can take care of myself?
Jared: That's beside the point!
Scarlett: Whatever Jared, when You're done being Jealous of every man I talk to, you can find me at the bar....untill then keep out of my sight!
::About that time Eric Rayne enters the scene, but Monica cuts him off abruptly along with a questioning look to Scarlett::
Monica: Did I just miss something here?
Eric: You're telling me, long story Monica..long story...
Monica: (whispering to Scarlett's ear, as Jared releases his hold but still fumeing) What just happened?
Scarlett: (while looking angrily at Jared) I'll tell you later Monica, I'm just not right up to it right this minuete...
Monica: Very well, Eric..care to buy me a drink?
Eric: Of course...Excuse us..I think we could both use one.
::Storm stands up for the first time since the punches, and dusts his tux off as the people surrounding the area continue to watch as Jared & Scarlett stare each other Down. Storm steps over without allowing Jared to see him, and Jared grits his teeth again.::
Jared: Are you leaving with me or not?
::Jared points towards the door defiantly, and as Scarlett is about to say something...Storm cuts her off with a steady voice.::
Johnny Storm: Well boyo....I think she already said she was staying...
::Jared turns angrily to the outside voice knowing it wasn't any of their buisness....but instead all he see's is a fist barrelling in on his nose. It makes impact with precise persision....Jared stumbles backwards reaching for his face, but doesn't get long to rest. Storm with lightening like manuevers flings his leg out in a martial arts type thrust kick to Jared's knee which causes him to go unsteady. He reaches to his knee in pain, and Storm takes the oppurtunity to give him two more hard shots directly to his face...catching him right across the bridge of the nose causing it to snap in under the force of the blows. Jared hits his back hard, holding his nose in pain. Security rushes Storm, as Eric & Monica return quickly with surprised expressions. None more surprised than Scarlett Rayne Sengir. Another security officer jerks Jared up from the floor, and subdues him. The participants then all look over to Scarlett::
Security Officer 1: Which gentleman shall we take out Mrs.?
::Jared & Storm both look to Scarlett with a questioning glance. She then looks to Jared.::
Scarlett: None of them. I have a feeling that one will leave on his own if he knows whats good for him.
Jared: (snarling) You know what, FUCK THIS! I'm gone!
::Jared shoves the security off of himself, and then looks over to Storm who has a smug smile on his face. Then back to Scarlett, his nose starting to swell..possiably broken. He then stalks towards the exit angrily, as he passes by Scarlett he responds to her glances.::
Jared:: If you're comeing, fine, if not, I don't care..
::Jared then pushes past her, and disappears in the people untill he's seen exiting. The security officers drop Storm from their grasps, and then go back to the party. Most of the people keep an eye on the two standing on the dance floor. Scarlett stares off to the ground, thinking out loud to herself more than to anyone else. Storm just watches on in wonder...whipeing blood from the corner of his mouth.::
Scarlett: God..sometimes I can't stand him, that immature asshole makes me wonder sometimes as to why I married him!!
Johnny Storm: (with a half smile) I own a law firm Mrs. Sengir, I can arrange something if you like...
:: Storm regards Scarlett with a smile, and allows his dark eyes to wander her beautiful face. Scarlett looks up to Storm for the first time since the incident with a smile.::
Scarlett: Johnny My dear, I'm a lawyer...but thank you anyways with the jesture, I'm sure it's just my anger that was talking right now, it's just sometimes...he's so...
Johnny Storm: (with a half smile) Well..some of this was probably my fault...
Scarlett: No, no it was'nt. I mean, he shouldn't have been upset with me and you dancing together, it's not like he was here to dance with me. What was I supposed to do, just sit around drinking and doing nothing? He really brought this upon himself more tha.....
::Storm steps forwards placeing his hand gently on Scarlett's shoulder, and then slides it up to her neck...rubbing it gently causeing all words to completely fail her. Cutting her last sentence short..Storm smiles with certainty.::
Johnny Storm: No dear, believe me....I had something do do with it...cause I have ill intentions towards your marriage.
::Storm pulls Scarlett forward before she can say anything or react, and catches her lips with his own. Pressing them hard together, Storm pulls her hips towards his by grabbing her rear and jerking her forward. She resists at first, but then becomes more comfortable in the forceful embrace. Storm then drops the hold, and the kiss...sucking her bottom lip before pulling away with a slight smile. Scarlett is completely stunned, and looks at Storm with uncertainty.::
Scarlett: This....This should'nt have happened. Why....How....How did I let this happen?
::Storm regards her with a gentle smile::
Johnny Storm: Actually....I would say that this..has been the high light of the night. But..I can see that you regret it..(smiles softly)...so I believe I'll be going.....
Scarlett: I'm sorry Johnny, this is all too strange for me, I mean...this evening has just seemed so unreal to me..just like a......
Johnny Storm: (with a starlit smile) Dream. You know Scarlett...we have very little time on this earth. We never know when our time is up. We can ill affored very many regrets..
::Storm smiles and starts to step backwards away from Scarlett....eyes gazeing over her luscious body.::
Scarlett: You're going to think I'm strange for saying this, but it's like this evening, this event, everything that's taken place. I've done this before, a reoccuring dream I have had lately....a man, just ever so charming always comes up to me, asks me to dance. We spend the whole night together, then I would find myself in this candle lit room, just face to face with him, I can never see his face, I can just hear his voice...and now..this is happening....I just....
::Storm stops dead in his track from rememberance of his dream...and the reason he was infatuated with this woman in the first place. Instantanious obsession. Storm regards her with a slight wonderment, and allows himself to speak.::
Johnny Storm: Sure. You just want to be sure. You have a husband, a family...who is this...person that captivates you....who is this man in your dream, that resembles me so vividly..
Scarlett: Yes, and that scares me that my desires lie beyond that. (Scarlett then suddenly flashes a slight grin) I never said it was you Mr. Storm...
::Storm looks over Scarlett very calmly, not showing any emotion to the playfull goad. He looks directly into Scarletts eyes, and his own eyes seem to push right through her. He then speaks more unto himself, than to her.::
Johnny Storm: (in a slight whisper, but Scarlett hears it) No.....but I did.
::Storm's eyes flutter as if he is awakening from a deep sleep, and his thoughts return to the hear and now, he then looks over to Scarlett with a smile.::
Johnny Storm: I have a candle lit bed room at my hotel....
Scarlett: (Scarlett looks a little taken aback) Wha...What did you just say?
::Storm takes a few steps forwards takeing Scarlett's hand in his, and lifts it to his lips...kissing it gently. He then looks deeply into her eyes.::
Johnny Storm: I have a room at a very nice Hotel...candle lit bedroom...wine....everything. Come with me?!?
Scarlett: A bit forward aren't you Mr. Storm?
Johnny Storm: Forward? No. Fantastic? Yes.
Scarlett: (with a slight smile) Like I said before, I've yet to determine if you are truely Fantastic..
::Storm takes Scarlett by the hand, and then pulls her a little in an attempt to lead her back to the bar over to Eric. With sudden confustion, Scarlett begins to move...allowing herself to be lead, and following close behind Storm. Storm leads her back over to where Eric is sitting....drinking another Martini...entertaining Monica Delencourte. Storm smiles Leading Scarlett to stand beside him...Monica & Eric both stop talking, and eye Scarlett's hand in Storms.::
Johnny Storm: (looking to Eric with a half smile) Um..Eric, Young lady, We're leaving.....lovely talking with you....
Eric Rayne: Scarlett, Johnny, wait just a minuete please. I'ld like to have a word with Mr. Storm.
Monica: Ummm Scarlett, would you follow me, I just gotta ask you something?
::Storm looks to Scarlett, and then nods with a smile in her direction...kissing her on the cheek....and then releasing her hand. Monica jerks Scarlett up by the hand, and takes her off, as Storm looks to Eric in question.::
Eric Rayne: Johnny, care for a drink, while we wait for the two ladies to come back? And please sit down, they'll probably be a little while.
::Storm takes a seat at the bar in front of Eric, and orders another shot of Jack to which the bar tendor goes about fixing as Storm turns back to Eric. Meanwhile however...Monica sits Scarlett down at a far enough distance down the bar, and stands in front of her with her hands on her hips.::
Monica: Now spill it, I want to know what Happened already, You've been keeping me in suspence all night!
Scarlett: Well you missed a fight with Jared & Johnny, Jared was his usual jealous self, he stormed off soon after getting a few punches in and being broken up by security
Monica: Of coarse, I should have known Jared was the one that started it. Next Question...
Scarlett: Shoot?
Monica: Now what's up with you and Johnny Storm? I see sparks flying, and I'm not talking like little sparks, I'm talking huge fireworks sparks...
Scarlett: That noticable?
Monica: Yeah, and Eric doesn't like it.
Scarlett: I suppose thats why he wanted to talk to Johnny alone.
Monica: Correct, now, Scarlett what are you going to do, you're a mom plus you're married remember. I really doubt Storm would just love to only have a glass of wine with you.
Scarlett: Don't worry, I can take care of myself and if something does happen, then may I recieve whats comeing to me...
Monica: Well I guess theres really no talking you out of this is there?
Scarlett: I just need to get away Monica, you understand.....
Monica: Yes I do....Scarlett, please think before acting, alright?
Scarlett: Will do...
::Meanwhile, at the bar where Johnny Sits across from Eric, storm sips his Jack Daniels with a questioning glance on his face to Eric. Eric takes a long sip from his Martini, then opens his mouth to speak::
Eric Rayne: Something disturbs me. Today I've witnessed my brother in law getting into a brawl over jealousy, and as much as I'ld like to dismiss him and his premonitions on this wholes situation, something tells me that I can not. Although I trust my sister, and her ability to reason, yet I still wonder.
Johnny Storm: My intentions.....with your sister...are..genuine Eric. That's all I can say.
Eric Rayne: Genuine, so Cryptic.......never the less, I know that I can not stand in the way of her wishes. Although, I would be a good brother in being cautious in this situation. This puts me in a spot Johnny.
::Johnny Storm takes a deep sip of his Jack Daniels polishing the substance off.::
Johnny Storm: Eric...I'm leaving here with your sister...whether you like it or not. Simple as that.
Eric Rayne: Fine, I can't talk you out of this, I admit defeat, though, Not without a price. Promise me this Johnny, Promise me that you'll let her make the decisions, not you. If you can promise me that, i'll leave the two of you in peace. She's an intelligent woman Johnny, with lots of things going for her at the present time. All I want is for her to have no regrets, and knowing that I did everything in my power to prevent such acts of regret for her will reassure me. So I'm asking you, do me that favor, promise me. Give me your word.
::Johnny Storm gives Eric a reassureing smile.::
Johnny Storm: She's leaving with me and not her husband. She's already made her choice. But I'll give you my word.....If that's what you want.
Eric Rayne: Very Well Mr. Storm, thank you, that's all I wanted to hear.
Johnny Storm: No problem Mr. Rayne. Now....I think I'm going to search out my date..
Eric Rayne: Alright then. Seal it with a hand shake?
::Eric extends his hand to Storm, and Storm accepts it with an easy going smile. He nods to Eric, and then stands up from the bar stool. The two ladies approach the two men, and Monica stands beside Eric pushing her arm through his. Storm looks to Scarlett with a nice smile as she smiles back. She steps over to her brother, and kisses him on the cheek goodbye. He whispers so that only she can hear, "be Careful". She steps away with a smile, and nods to him. Storm watches her body from behind, and Monica watches his expression with a smirk. Scarlett then turns back to Storm...and confusedly they both take each other by the hand, and they begin to walk towards the exit to the oversized tent. Once outside, the limo pulls up to the red carpet, and the two enter the back for a quiet ride..destination...room 402.::
MAY 27th, 2001
SEATTLE, WASHINGTON
THE MIRAGE MULARE` HOTEL
DREAMS DO COME TRUE: 11:45p.m.
::After a brief stop for Scarlett to pick up some clothes, the two return to The Mirage Mulare` Hotel where they return to room 402. Better known as Johnny Storm's suite. Now Johnny stands alone in the bedroom, leaning against the bed..his shirt unbuttoned, showing his bare chest that is chizzled to perfection. Several candles burn brightly off in a corner of the large room. It is painted white, although it is dark right now...besides of coarse the candles. The shadows bounce up the walls, and the fire on the ends of the wick dances across the doorway where Scarlett enters. Long light brown hair hides her puffy nipples in under her silken robe that clings to her body. His eyes move from her ankles up her body, to the smooth skin beneath the cloth. He feels the bulge in his pants grow stiff, as she gracefully strolls further into the room. The only thing different to it, is the way his heart aches at the very sight of her beauty. As if she's going to disappear at midnight. Like she did last night in his dream. The light of the candle moves around her, and the shadows snow off her beautiful features, causeing the Johnny's eyes to glint in notice. She approaches him almost as if she is floating, and her moist crimson lips push together causeing her bottom lip to be assentuated. Johnny finds his hands placed on her hips, pulling her much smaller frame closer to him. He lets out a light high pitched sound at the feeling of his bulge pushing up against the inside of her thigh through his pants. She lets out a hard gasp as her bossom presses up against his chest, Johnny moves in flicking his tongue at her open mouth softly. Scarlett looks to him with a seductive smile, and grinds her hips against his, causeing friction between her legs from the bulge placed there by him. Johnny's eyes catch hers, and she pleads for his lips....to which he gives her. Johnny reaches in, turning his face to the side slightly.....pressing his lips against hers hard...pushing his tongue between her lips gently, probeing at her mouth. Her tongue pushes against the tip of his playfully, and she guides him backwards towards the bed. Johnny stumbles backwards, pulling her down onto him....and Scarlett kisses at his neck lightly as her legs draw up into a seated position on his crotch, straddleing him. He smiles up at her as she leans down for another rough kiss. He reaches up to undo her robe to see her perfect body without it....and this time she does not disappear.
Morning comes quickly for the two wrestling superstars. Scarlett feels the need to leave and take care of some things of a personal nature, and Storm can do nothing but allow her to leave. Although the events were odd for the night..and there should have been an uneasyness in the room between them. There wasn't. They shared a close touching kiss, and Storm's heart ached as she left his side. She looked several times behind her at him...watching her as she moved across the room to get dressed. Pleading eyes escape from her expression as she pulls on the sun dress she had picked up last night at the loft where Eric was staying. She thought better of going directly to her room, so she had stopped in to pick up something of Monica's. Johnny's expression is one of loss, at the thought of her never returning to him. After a few moments of lost eyed expressions, Scarlett exits the room, and Johnny hears the sound of the door at the end of the large suite open & close behind her. Johnny tries his best not to dwell on the thoughts of wanting her there with him always, and moves out of the bed where they had made love. He moves in to take a shower..knowing full well the GWA would be ready to catch up to him later on in the afternoon in the form of Ross Bobby.::
MAY 28th 2001
SEATTLE, WASHINGTON
THE IRISHMAN'S PUB, IN THE MIRAGE MULARE` HOTEL
MAXIMUM END: 1:07p.m.(way to early after shots of Jack Daniels & great sex!=D)
::Johnny Storm roams the hall down in the local Hotel's lobby, where there is a luxurious Dineing Hall, along with several shops & bars. He happens to find one which he takes a likeing to, and steps through the door....takeing in a whiff of beer & peanut's. Storm smiles, looking across the "Cheer's" like bar. He moves through the musty smoke from men's cigars, and sits down at one end of the bar that is in the middle of the floor..with tables all around it like it's a great stage. The Bar Keep turns with a smile, and a shot glass in his hand...appropriately wearing a name tag reading "Sam". He places the shot glass down in front of Storm, and pulls a bottle of Jack Daniels from the various alcohol's behind him. Storm watches on in awe as he pours Storm a drink, as the Television talks about various sporting events. Storm takes the drink with a smile, and then looks to Sam in wonder.::
Johnny Storm: How did you know what I was going to ask for?
Sam: (with an astute smile) Well....I figure that just about every Seattle citizen knows what "Mr. Fantastic" Johnny Storm likes to drink after that display last night.
::Johnny Storm's eyebrows wrinkle as if he doesn't understand, untill Sam points him in the direction of the Television set that is set to ESPN...and a sports broadcaster lists out the details of last nights excitement brought on by the GWA at last nights Seattle Event at the International Fountain. Storm shakes his head, saying 'shit' in under his breath as he takes the shot, and lays it back. Fury would be all over this when he recieves word, and of coarse the fact that he hears from Eric Rayne. Storm sets the shot glass down, and Sam reaches for the bottle again...pouring another shot.::
Sam: Hey..I don't suppose I can get an autographed picture before you leave the Hotel could I? I like to try and get all the celebrity's that pass through here...
::Storm nods, and follows Sam's direction to a wall that has several framed pictures of various celebrities. Storm takes the shot glass, and turns back to Sam, takeing a long sip off of it. At about the same time, one of the most annoying voices chimes in from behind him.::
Ross Bobby: You sure you should drink anymore of thst stuff?
::Storm slams the glass down hard, causeing a few people across the bar to look over at him. Sam smiles halfway at hearing what Ross had to say, and the other half towards the fact that his Bar is about to be placed in a Johnny Storm promo. He figures it will be like anything else you put Johnny Storm in front of whether it be a poster, T-shirt, or GWA Main Event......CHA-CHING!! The sound of money hitting the cash register automatically. Ross Bobby climbs up onto a bar stool beside Storm, and sets up a camera so that it is directed in Storm's direction. Storm turns to Ross, and shakes his head as if in thought.::
Johnny Storm: Just so I don't forget...which I won't...but your a moron Ross.
Ross Bobby: (sarcastic) Geee...You really do care!! (flutters eye lashes at Storm)
Johnny Storm: (in disgust) Oh God...deliver me!
Ross Bobby: Yes...Please do!! Anyways..can we get this show started or what?
Johnny Storm: or What..
Ross Bobby: Come on Johnny!!
Johnny Storm: (as if annoyed) Alright, Alright!! Let's get it over with...ask me an idiotic question so I can beat your ass on camera...
Ross Bobby: Um...let's not, and say we did!!
Johnny Storm: Alrighty Ross...go ahead and start this crap, I got places to go, and better people than you to see...
Ross Bobby: Well I'm touched.....(reaches over and turns the camera on) Alright fans!! This is Ross Bobby, GWA field reporter, and I'm here with none other than "Mr. Fantastic" Johnny Storm!! Now Mr. Storm....all I've got to ask before we get to the point...what in the hell was last night all about? If there is confustion to our fans as to what I'm talking about...well it appears that worldwide superstar Jared Sengir & Johnny Storm had a little scuffle at a function celebrating Seattle's greats last night over a personal matter....Jared..the husband of former GWA superstar Scarlett Rayne Sengir.....so Storm...what's the deal?
::Johnny grows a half smile, and then with lightening quickness reaches up takeing Ross Bobby by the collar of his shirt...and bringing him down hard to the bar counter....his face placed down to the wood....his arms flayling, and almost falling from the stool from being so abruptly pulled off balance. Storm moves lower to his face so that Ross can see his own face..his eyes stareing into Ross'.::
Johnny Storm: Wrong question....I'm not talking about that with you or anyone else for that matter except for maybe Steven Fury....and that's only if he asks!
Ross Bobby: (in fright) Alright, Alright!!!
::Storm smiles and nods, believing he's made his point to Ross who shakes in under his fist. Storm releases the hold on Ross' shirt, and leans back on the stool, asking for another round of Jack. Sam does so eyeing the two men, and Ross returns back to normal with a fearful glance. He then gulps hard, moveing on to the next topic.::
Ross Bobby: Alright...we won't talk about that then. How about we move right into your buisness at Insurrection. First off...Jimmy Jackson called you out at Full Circle...how do you feel about that? Do you accept? And what are your plans as the guest referee in his match? What's up your sleeve?
::Storm gives Ross a smirk, and then nods in acception of the question.::
Johnny Storm: I can't believe it Ross..In the entire time here in the GWA I have'nt heard you ask one intelligent question, but finally...here it is. However, the subject leaves much to be desired. I have to make an apology however...although it pains me to do so. Jimmy Jackson...I'm sorry......
::Ross Bobby's mouth drops in surprise, and looks to Storm with a questioning glance. Storm however keeps a sarcastic smile on his face....looking to the camera.::
Johnny Storm: That's right Jimmy..I'm sorry. You were one half of the Legion Tag Team Champions at one point in time. I thought that I had reviewed the records correctly, but.....never let it be said that Johnny Storm doesn't make corrections when he makes a mistake. Now..as to my other comments...you see..about if you were all that great why haven't you been here before....and then referring to your brief stint...(Storm's smile grows) Well let's face it...I had a lapse in memory...then remembered. You see you don't really cross my mind when I think about the GWA, cause basically your just like everyone else here now....Nothing. So I forgot that you were here, sue me. Do something to ensure that I don't forget you this time kid...please..I beg of you...do something besides flap your gums like you have been.
Now as far as me makeing your ass famous, and please...next time be f*cking original..if you can muster it......kid look around you. Evidently you have yet to see why your suddenly getting all this press & interest in you. Did you honestly think that it was cause of you....awwwwww...Isn't that cute Ross? He thought he was the one responsiable for his success. (smirks) You know kid, I listened to your promo....and decided to send someone on a little errand. For me to be so unimportant to this fed as you seem to think......You've mentioned my name 32 times since you've come back...and you've only spoken three times in an interview type fashion directing your gums towards the crowd. I won't even attempt to have the poor guy who counted to try and count the amountless times that you've referred to me without my name. Kid...I've already made you famous. What the F*ck are you talking about? Matter of fact...the only thing consistant in your f*cking interviews thus far is my name comeing out of your mouth. Your right kid, I have beat everyone around here.....and what makes you think that your any different?
Speaking of stupid people...considering you wanted to point out my flaws...Let's take a look at yours dumb ass. You talk about us all being Trash, and you don't care...but yet my name continues to flow out of your mouth. Which it's actually a correct anaology. All that's come from your mouth thus far is trash. You actually said, "Johnny Storm, don't think I'll forget about you..." Kid I think it's obvious to everyone all your thinking about is Johnny Storm. 32 Times kid, I mean...damn. Listen...don't worry about Insurrection pal, cause I'm going to call it the way I see it. I'm going to sit back, and pretty much let anything go as well. If you get the dumb bastards down..I'll count the 1..2..3. Hell...I won't even attack you after the match. You just keep your dick in your pants..cause honestly...the fact that you have an obsession with my name makes me a little uneasy to be around you. You might be a little funny..and I ain't talking Ha Ha either Ross. So, on to the next question..
Ross Bobby:(after a chuckle at a few of the comments) Well.....Gladiator Title Match....Dark Tiger.....Shoot.
::Storm looks to Ross in awe, and then calls for Sam to get him a drink.::
Johnny Storm: Damn Ross. I think that's the smartest thing you've ever done. Shutting your mouth from the get go and letting me take over the interview...good man. Finally....it's about time. (Ross scoffs, as Storm smirks) Dark Tiger eh? Well...I guess it is time I finally address you ain't it pal? Well let's see....I beat your ass way back when you won the title. I took your Maximus Title off of your hands, and turned around and defended it against Goliath makeing myself the undesputed Maximus Champion.....went on to defend it against the man you beat, Anton Rayge. Then Jim Daher at Full Circle got his ass beat. And now...finally after more than a month you have to defend the Gladiator Title against me!! Johnny Storm v.s. Dark Tiger....to decide the direction the GWA is going in. If Dark Tiger pulls off the upset, and make no mistake bud....it would be an upset victory.....then the GWA goes on with howdy doody as their leader. If I pull off the victory....I take the reigns of the GWA, and turn it towards a much more violent path of events. A path of destruction. One that will pour forth from the very depths of hell....
Dark Tiger, I'm not here to tell you that you suck. Hey...you are the Gladiator Champion. I am however here to tell you that you are'nt the best. I am here to prove that. I walk in the Maximus Champion....a belt that I beat right off of you the night you obtained Gladiator Gold. The truth of the matter is this....you never deserved that gold. No offense there kid, but your accomplishment was a fluke. Because Anton Rayge should never have been champion! This was a preordained meeting Dark Tiger.....my destiny rests with that gold that you are keeping warm for me, and I will do anything to claim it. Make no mistake, by the end of this..you will never be the same again. You will have stepped into the ring with the best, and afterwards you will be left with a new sense of pride....or failure. There isn't room for anything else. Win or Loss. Unfortunate for you.....your path is already chosen as is mine. You will lose.
It may seem like conficence now....considering we've never faced each other, but when you step into the ring..you will suddenly understand. In the moments that pass in that ring with me, you will learn more about being a champion than you have the entire hold you've held that gold in your clutches. I am not only going to out wrestle you, I am going to out fight you if that's what it takes. Basically Dark Tiger your reign is overand evn though you are the Gladiator Champion, you are going to end up just like all the rest....
Face down...
Ass up...
In a pool of your own f*cking blood!!
::Bobby turns hims camera off and gets ready to leave and Johnny Storm places his hand on the bar and Sam purs him another drink without him having to ask... he quickly slams the drink down .... Storm's thoughts are drowned in Jack Daniels, but they still remain of her....::
((Well here I am again drowning my sorrows over a woman.... It's not only bad enough that you went after an unattainable woman in Shelly English, but now going after a married woman?.... Jesus Johnny! There 's not many things in this world that I won't do, but I never thought adultry would be one of them.... I guess it's now time to take care of Dark Tiger, once and for all.... And after that, I'll take care of one Mrs. Scarlett Rayne Sengir))
SEATTLE, WASHINGTON
THE MIRAGE MULARE` HOTEL
THE CALM BEFORE THE STORM: 11:30p.m.
<<Several candles burn brightly off in a corner of the large room. It is painted white, although it is dark right now..besides of coarse the candles. The shadows bounce up the walls, and the fire on the ends of the wick dances across the doorway where she enters. Long light brown hair hides her puffy nipples in under her silken robe that clings to her body. His eyes move from her ankles up her body, to the smooth skin beneath the cloth. He feels the bulge in his pants grow stiff, as she gracefully strolls further into the room. The light of the candle moves around her, and the shadows show off her beautiful features, causeing the man's eyes to glint in notice. She approaches him almost as if she is floating, and her moist crimson lips push together causeing her bottom lip to be assentuated. The man finds his hands placed on her hips, pulling her much smaller frame closer to him. She lets out a light high pitched sound at the feeling of his bulge pushing up against the inside of her thigh through his pants. She lets out a hard gasp as her bossom is presses up against his chest, the young man flicking his tongue out to lick her open mouth softly. She looks to him, and grinds her hips against his, causeing friction between her legs from the bulge placed there. His eyes catch hers, and she pleads for his lips...to which he gives her. He reaches in, turning his face to the side slightly..pressing his lips against hers hard...pushing his tongue between her lips lightly, probeing at her mouth. Her tongue pushes against the tip of his playfully, and she guides him backwards towards the bed. The man stumble backwrds, pulling her down onto him...and she kisses at his neck lightly as her legs draw up into a seated position on his crotch, straddleing him. He smiles up at her, as she leans down for another hard kiss. He reaches up to undo her robe to see her perfect body without it....but suddenly all is gone.>>
::Johnny Storm's body shoots straight up out of bed in a cold sweat, bringing his hands up to his face to make sure that he is still there. He looks about himself, to see that he is in a large bed in the midst of a luxurious room. Double doors stand off to the side, and they are open revealing a sitting area, a bar, and another door that leads into a kitchen/eating area. Sweat pours from Storm's brow, and he whipes it away with his forearm. His heart tugs inside of his chest, and he suddenly grows a faint stare at the wood work around the bed. Tears build in under his eyes, but do not flow as he breaths softly. Allowing a soft smile, and in under the soft breaths....::
Johnny Storm: Where are you my love....
::Suddenly the phone rings, and Storm jumps out of surprise at the loud sound. Startleing so much that almost falls out of the bed. Storm lifts up the reciever quickly...and hits the talk button, bringing it up to his ear. He blinks stupidly, and then remembers to make a greeting.::
Johnny Storm: Hello?
Man's Voice: Hey Johnny...damn...you sound terriable!
Johnny Storm: I appreciate it Steven...what can I do for you at...
::Storm pauses, and looks over at the clock to see that it is 12:00 midnite. Storm grunts loudly, and returns his mind back to the phone....::
Johnny Storm: Midnite.
Steven Fury: Oh...sorry. Did I wake you?
Johnny Storm: Not really. I am however tired..that's all. So what's up?
Steven Fury: Well they are haveing an event over at the Seattle Center, outdoors. They've transformed the International Fountain from the World's Fair into a dance floor. The event is a celebration of the city officials, and special guests to Seattle. Since we do come often on tour, they have invited me as a guest. I really can't make it, but I do need a represenative. Naturally I thought of you Johnny...
Johnny Storm: Damn Steven. You know I hate functions. That's half the reason I keep myself out of the public eye about the Storm Corporation's dealings.
Steven Fury: Oh come on Johnny! I need you to do it as a personal favor..
Johnny Storm: I really don't need this this week...I mean I do have the Gladiator Title shot against Dark Tiger...
Steven Fury: Yeah Johnny...I know. I booked it..remember?
::Storm says 'shit' without makeing a sound, and then returns to the phone.::
Johnny Storm: Alright...Alright.. But I don't have a date, and I don't plan to get one. Probably won't stay long either.
Steven Fury: That's the spirit Storm. It's alright....although it is a Tux affair, you don't have to have an escort. I appreciate it bud...I won't forget it.
Johnny Storm: Yeah man...no problem. I can handle it....I mean it's a party, how bad can it be...
Steven Fury: There you go...that's what I was thinking?
Johnny Storm: Well then why aren't YOU going?
Steven Fury: (in a dad like voice)Johnny...
Johnny Storm: Ok Ok....but don't think I won't catch you for lunch the next day and bore the hell out of you with every mundane detail.
Steven Fury: HA! Sure thing Johnny..it's a deal! So, I guess I'll see you later, and try your best to have some fun & ease up. It might be good for you..
Johnny Storm. Yeah. Great...bye Steven.
Steven Fury: Later Johnny.
::Storm hangs up the phone, and sits back with a frown on his face. After a few calls to the front desk about getting him preperations for a suitable enterance at the party, he lays down into the bed, and lays against his pillow....almost completly calmed down now from his promisuous dream. Storm lays there several moments, before finally drifting off into sleep.::
MAY 27th, 2001
SEATTLE, WASHINGTON
THE SEATTLE CENTER
MAXIMUM PRESENCE: 6:30p.m.
::Johnny Storm's limo turns into the circular area of the Seattle Center, leading towards the International Fountain where the function is being held. The street has been cut off, and there are people lineing the area buisnesses around a Tent that has been erected to keep the party private. Storm's limo slowly approaches, and the crowd claps wildly as it pulls up to the red carpet as another limo pulls off. A young man in a black suit, steps over to the back door of the limo, and pulls it open. Storm takes a step out, and turns to wave at the crowd that upon seeing the GWA superstar completely goes nuts. He is decked out in a nice tux with tails, and starts towards the door stopping for pictures for the papers & TV companies. Entertainment Tonight also catches a glimpse of him, and he stops for a brief stint to speak with them and they get him on camera with a smile.::
::Johnny then continues on without so much as a look to the other so called celebraties as he enters the door to the tent. There is a complete security team behind the tent, and upon seeing him greet him and thank him for comeing. He steps through and starts to the inside where the view is breath takeing. The large tent covered the entire fountain and surrounding areas with an open top so the stars can see into the dance floor set up in the middle. A bar sits off to the right, and several people are packed onto the floor causeing Storm to weeve in & out of clumps of human bodies. Up on the actual fountain area, a band/symphony is set up playing soft waltzy type music. Storm gets over near the edge of the tent, and begin moveing along it trying to make his way to the bar where he know's he'll be most comfortable. He looks down at the floor for most of the journey, not wanting to make eye contact, or seem to friendly. Hopefully he could make it to the bar without any unintelligent conversation with local hacks who don't matter. Storm stumbles on forwards along the edge, untill finally reaching the very end of the bar. One of the bar tendors steps over quickly as Storm looks up with a smile.::
Johnny Storm: Thank god! I would like a shot of Jack, straight up!
Bar Tendor: Sure thing Mr. Storm. I'm a big fan of yours..
::The Bar Tendor flips a bottle of Jack Daniels out of no where, and pours it into a shot glass. Storm nods, and thanks him with a wink...and then rares his head back while holding the glass up to his lips and the liquid slides down his throat. Storm drops the glass back down, and beckons for another. He then holds his hand up...::
Johnny Storm: Alright, Alright! Get me a bigger glass than this.....(looks around) it's going to be a long night...
::The Bar Tendor gives a smirk, and then pulls out a chardene` glass. He pours the Jack Daniels into the glass untill it's more than half way full, and then lets up. Storm takes the glass, and lifts it up to his lips takeing in a deep sip. He looks about himself for a few moments in disgust....that is untill he see's an angel of beauty.::
::The vision of loveliness turns in her chair with a smile that lights up the room, and Storm's jaw drops in surprise. He knew this young woman from his......dream. But how? There was no way. Storm lifts the glass, and dreamy eyed starts towards the darling young lady with ease. He pushes past another gentleman at the bar, and sits down beside her as her back is turned to him. He looks over her shoulder, a little as if not to draw attention to himself, and takes a sip of his drink....however...the face in front of her surprises Storm as well. Eric Rayne, friend & Buisness Associate of Steven Fury, turns to face Storm with a large smile.
Storm & Rayne had never met..but it was obvious by the two men's reactions towards each other that Fury had talked about them to one another. Storm stands up gently, and the young woman turns to see what her brother is looking at. Upon seeing Storm she turns, and a look of intrigue comes across her face followed by a curious smile. Storm allows a smile of his own, much more brash & debonare. Storm & Eric's hands meet each other simutaniously, for they both had the same idea. Storm smiles once again, and nods with assuredy. His eyes never moveing to look at the young woman, but his corner vision following her every move. Her own expression, that of Deja Vu.::
Johnny Storm: How are you doing Eric Rayne?
Eric Rayne: Very well Mr. Storm, I trust you've been well?
Johnny Storm: (with an on que smile) Fantastic as usual. Steven speaks highly of you friend...cover of Forbe's magazine last year...no bad accomplishment.
Eric Rayne: Yes, quite an achievement. Hope to do that again at least once more before my time is up. I was surprised not to see Steven here, I trust your presence here is on his behalf? Or upon your own liberty?
Johnny Storm: Ha...no, no. This appearance is on Steven's behalf. I'm not into this ritzy bull shit....um...No Offense of coarse to the present company of coarse. Speaking of (turns to the young lady) I could have sworn I've seen you before young lady....perhaps in the backstage area of the GWA?
Young Woman: I was just thinking the same thing...Perhaps in GWA, though I've been inactive for quite some time now, for nearly a year. You do sound vaguly familiar though, we must have crossed paths since then, or am I wrong in saying that?
::Storm extends his hand gingerly to the young lady with a smooth smile. His dark eyes moveing over hers as if a connection takes place instantly. A rush appears to go through the young lady's body.::
Johnny Storm: "Mr. Fantastic" Johnny Storm. You can call me Johnny, or just Fantastic...
::Storm simles again, a little more playful, his hand still extended.::
Young Woman: Hmmm Johnny it is,(with a devilish smile) I've yet to determine if you are truly Fantastic....
::Eric cuts in without warning, and smiles at Storm with a reassuring grin.::
Eric Rayne: Mr. Storm, allow me to introduce you to this radiant vision in which you have the greatest of interest in at the moment....his is my sister, Scarlett.....
Johnny Storm: (still looking at Scarlett with a playful smile) I would'nt say Greatest Interest young Eric...
::Storm continues to hold his hand out for a handshake, and watches her face for a reaction.::
Eric Rayne: Ah very well, could have fooled me.
::Scarlett slowly extends her hand out to meet his, humbly, with caution just like a shy child while meeting a stranger for the first time. Storm smiles casually, and lifts her hand up slowly, and slides his lips onto the back of her hand..dead center as if that were his designated target...although for some reason Scarlett knew that the true target was no where near her hand. Scarlett caught off guard, jolts back slightly.::
Scarlett: Just caught me off guard with that, I'm sorry, Guess it's been a while since I've been around a true gentlemen thats all.
Johnny Storm: hmmmm...Scarlett...Scarlett...that name rings a bell. Scarlett Rayne?
Scarlett: No actually, It's Scarlett Rayne Sengir....My husband, Jared, seems to be MIA at the moment, he hates stuffy gatherings like this, no doubt he's probably gone off to find an arcade or something of that nature.
::Storm smiles again, and then looks her over again with a more easy going eye.::
Johnny Storm: Then it's his ignorance for leaving such a beautiful lady in a room full of predators....wife or not.
::Storm extends his hand once again with a smile, and turns halfway to eric.::
Johnny Storm: Do you mind if I take your sister for a moment.....that is..(looks to Scarlett) if she would like to dance?
::without paying attention to Eric, Scarlett extends her hand to place it into Storms with a smile.::
Scarlett: Why of course Mr. Storm, I'ld love to.
::Storm wraps his fingers around Scarlett's smaller hand, and gives her a gentle pull to make her follow him. Eric Rayne watches on in awe as his sister, a married woman mind you, starts towards the dance floor lead by Johnny Storm. Once a safe distance away from the bar, Storm turns abruptly..and Scarlett isn't able to stop before ending up in his arms. Storm smiles softly, and takes her by the hand, placeing his other hand around her waist...and pulling her dangerously close. Their hips push up against each other, and Storm smiles as he begins to sway her from side to side....leading them along the dance. Scarlett's eyes shoot open in surprise, and she jolts a little..however Storm doesn't release her grip...causeing her to relax, and go with the flow. Suddenly a mellow sound of symphony along with piano lifts the room, and a man stands to the middle of the stage upon the fountain bowl. He has a mic in hand, and several people turn to watch, but Storm retains his grip...swaying her hips lightly. Storm smiles reckognizing the song as "The Way You Look Tonight" by Steven Tyrell. As the man began to sing, as did Storm...in a much softer voice..to where Scarlett was the only one that heard him. Scarlett's a little surprise at first and looks at Johnny who smiles back reassuringly...and then she smiles herself listening to his smooth voice.::
Johnny Storm:(in the softest of voices) Someday..when I'm off alone..when the world is cold...I will feel a glow, just thinking of you...and the way you look tonight..
Oh but your lovely, with your smile so warm, and your cheeks so soft, there is nothing for me...but to love you...just the way you look tonight...
With each word, your tenderness grows......tearing our fears apart...and I laugh, that wrinkles your nose....touches my foolish heart. Your so lovely...never ever change, keep that breathless charm, won't you please arrange it..cause I love you...just the way you look tonight....
::The symphony chimes in with a saxophone solo...playing ever so lightly, as Scarlett rests her head on Storm's shoulder. This surprises Storm who hasn't been anything but smooth the entire time. He smiles, turning his nose into her hair....nuzzeling her softly.::
Johnny Storm: Your So Lovely......never ever change, keep that brethless charm...won't you please arrange it...cause I love you...just the way you look tonight.
(even softer almost a whisper) Just the way you look......tonight.
::The song slowly fades, and Scarlett looks up from Storm's shoulders and their eyes lock. Storm smiles sweetly, and Scarlett's crimson lips do so as well. Storm begins to advance forwards..their nose touching...untill suddenly they are broken apart by some unseen force. Before anything can be said, a furious right hand catches Storm across the Jaw, and then another sends him to the ground hastily. Storm falls hard, holding his jaw, and then looking up to see the commotion. The crowd breaks apart like a see, and Eric can be seen power walking towards the scene that has just opened up on the dance floor. Storm see's an unfamiliar man with one fist balled down at his side, and Scarlett's arm jerked up into his other fist. Gripping her hard visiably he has fire in his eyes, and jerks her towards him. Through Gritted teeth.::
Jared Sengir(Scarlett's husband): Come on Scarlett...We're leaving!
Scarlett: Jared we were just dancing, why do you always have to make a scene? It seems that everywhere we go, even when I was in the company of Brandon, you always had a premonition that things were about to go too far.....trust Jared, ever heard of it? That's waht our marriage is supposed to be based on remember?
Jared: I trust you Scarlett, but I don't trust him!!(points down to Storm who sits in the floor whipeing a little blood from his lip in awe of what just happend)
Scarlett: And what? You don't think I can take care of myself?
Jared: That's beside the point!
Scarlett: Whatever Jared, when You're done being Jealous of every man I talk to, you can find me at the bar....untill then keep out of my sight!
::About that time Eric Rayne enters the scene, but Monica cuts him off abruptly along with a questioning look to Scarlett::
Monica: Did I just miss something here?
Eric: You're telling me, long story Monica..long story...
Monica: (whispering to Scarlett's ear, as Jared releases his hold but still fumeing) What just happened?
Scarlett: (while looking angrily at Jared) I'll tell you later Monica, I'm just not right up to it right this minuete...
Monica: Very well, Eric..care to buy me a drink?
Eric: Of course...Excuse us..I think we could both use one.
::Storm stands up for the first time since the punches, and dusts his tux off as the people surrounding the area continue to watch as Jared & Scarlett stare each other Down. Storm steps over without allowing Jared to see him, and Jared grits his teeth again.::
Jared: Are you leaving with me or not?
::Jared points towards the door defiantly, and as Scarlett is about to say something...Storm cuts her off with a steady voice.::
Johnny Storm: Well boyo....I think she already said she was staying...
::Jared turns angrily to the outside voice knowing it wasn't any of their buisness....but instead all he see's is a fist barrelling in on his nose. It makes impact with precise persision....Jared stumbles backwards reaching for his face, but doesn't get long to rest. Storm with lightening like manuevers flings his leg out in a martial arts type thrust kick to Jared's knee which causes him to go unsteady. He reaches to his knee in pain, and Storm takes the oppurtunity to give him two more hard shots directly to his face...catching him right across the bridge of the nose causing it to snap in under the force of the blows. Jared hits his back hard, holding his nose in pain. Security rushes Storm, as Eric & Monica return quickly with surprised expressions. None more surprised than Scarlett Rayne Sengir. Another security officer jerks Jared up from the floor, and subdues him. The participants then all look over to Scarlett::
Security Officer 1: Which gentleman shall we take out Mrs.?
::Jared & Storm both look to Scarlett with a questioning glance. She then looks to Jared.::
Scarlett: None of them. I have a feeling that one will leave on his own if he knows whats good for him.
Jared: (snarling) You know what, FUCK THIS! I'm gone!
::Jared shoves the security off of himself, and then looks over to Storm who has a smug smile on his face. Then back to Scarlett, his nose starting to swell..possiably broken. He then stalks towards the exit angrily, as he passes by Scarlett he responds to her glances.::
Jared:: If you're comeing, fine, if not, I don't care..
::Jared then pushes past her, and disappears in the people untill he's seen exiting. The security officers drop Storm from their grasps, and then go back to the party. Most of the people keep an eye on the two standing on the dance floor. Scarlett stares off to the ground, thinking out loud to herself more than to anyone else. Storm just watches on in wonder...whipeing blood from the corner of his mouth.::
Scarlett: God..sometimes I can't stand him, that immature asshole makes me wonder sometimes as to why I married him!!
Johnny Storm: (with a half smile) I own a law firm Mrs. Sengir, I can arrange something if you like...
:: Storm regards Scarlett with a smile, and allows his dark eyes to wander her beautiful face. Scarlett looks up to Storm for the first time since the incident with a smile.::
Scarlett: Johnny My dear, I'm a lawyer...but thank you anyways with the jesture, I'm sure it's just my anger that was talking right now, it's just sometimes...he's so...
Johnny Storm: (with a half smile) Well..some of this was probably my fault...
Scarlett: No, no it was'nt. I mean, he shouldn't have been upset with me and you dancing together, it's not like he was here to dance with me. What was I supposed to do, just sit around drinking and doing nothing? He really brought this upon himself more tha.....
::Storm steps forwards placeing his hand gently on Scarlett's shoulder, and then slides it up to her neck...rubbing it gently causeing all words to completely fail her. Cutting her last sentence short..Storm smiles with certainty.::
Johnny Storm: No dear, believe me....I had something do do with it...cause I have ill intentions towards your marriage.
::Storm pulls Scarlett forward before she can say anything or react, and catches her lips with his own. Pressing them hard together, Storm pulls her hips towards his by grabbing her rear and jerking her forward. She resists at first, but then becomes more comfortable in the forceful embrace. Storm then drops the hold, and the kiss...sucking her bottom lip before pulling away with a slight smile. Scarlett is completely stunned, and looks at Storm with uncertainty.::
Scarlett: This....This should'nt have happened. Why....How....How did I let this happen?
::Storm regards her with a gentle smile::
Johnny Storm: Actually....I would say that this..has been the high light of the night. But..I can see that you regret it..(smiles softly)...so I believe I'll be going.....
Scarlett: I'm sorry Johnny, this is all too strange for me, I mean...this evening has just seemed so unreal to me..just like a......
Johnny Storm: (with a starlit smile) Dream. You know Scarlett...we have very little time on this earth. We never know when our time is up. We can ill affored very many regrets..
::Storm smiles and starts to step backwards away from Scarlett....eyes gazeing over her luscious body.::
Scarlett: You're going to think I'm strange for saying this, but it's like this evening, this event, everything that's taken place. I've done this before, a reoccuring dream I have had lately....a man, just ever so charming always comes up to me, asks me to dance. We spend the whole night together, then I would find myself in this candle lit room, just face to face with him, I can never see his face, I can just hear his voice...and now..this is happening....I just....
::Storm stops dead in his track from rememberance of his dream...and the reason he was infatuated with this woman in the first place. Instantanious obsession. Storm regards her with a slight wonderment, and allows himself to speak.::
Johnny Storm: Sure. You just want to be sure. You have a husband, a family...who is this...person that captivates you....who is this man in your dream, that resembles me so vividly..
Scarlett: Yes, and that scares me that my desires lie beyond that. (Scarlett then suddenly flashes a slight grin) I never said it was you Mr. Storm...
::Storm looks over Scarlett very calmly, not showing any emotion to the playfull goad. He looks directly into Scarletts eyes, and his own eyes seem to push right through her. He then speaks more unto himself, than to her.::
Johnny Storm: (in a slight whisper, but Scarlett hears it) No.....but I did.
::Storm's eyes flutter as if he is awakening from a deep sleep, and his thoughts return to the hear and now, he then looks over to Scarlett with a smile.::
Johnny Storm: I have a candle lit bed room at my hotel....
Scarlett: (Scarlett looks a little taken aback) Wha...What did you just say?
::Storm takes a few steps forwards takeing Scarlett's hand in his, and lifts it to his lips...kissing it gently. He then looks deeply into her eyes.::
Johnny Storm: I have a room at a very nice Hotel...candle lit bedroom...wine....everything. Come with me?!?
Scarlett: A bit forward aren't you Mr. Storm?
Johnny Storm: Forward? No. Fantastic? Yes.
Scarlett: (with a slight smile) Like I said before, I've yet to determine if you are truely Fantastic..
::Storm takes Scarlett by the hand, and then pulls her a little in an attempt to lead her back to the bar over to Eric. With sudden confustion, Scarlett begins to move...allowing herself to be lead, and following close behind Storm. Storm leads her back over to where Eric is sitting....drinking another Martini...entertaining Monica Delencourte. Storm smiles Leading Scarlett to stand beside him...Monica & Eric both stop talking, and eye Scarlett's hand in Storms.::
Johnny Storm: (looking to Eric with a half smile) Um..Eric, Young lady, We're leaving.....lovely talking with you....
Eric Rayne: Scarlett, Johnny, wait just a minuete please. I'ld like to have a word with Mr. Storm.
Monica: Ummm Scarlett, would you follow me, I just gotta ask you something?
::Storm looks to Scarlett, and then nods with a smile in her direction...kissing her on the cheek....and then releasing her hand. Monica jerks Scarlett up by the hand, and takes her off, as Storm looks to Eric in question.::
Eric Rayne: Johnny, care for a drink, while we wait for the two ladies to come back? And please sit down, they'll probably be a little while.
::Storm takes a seat at the bar in front of Eric, and orders another shot of Jack to which the bar tendor goes about fixing as Storm turns back to Eric. Meanwhile however...Monica sits Scarlett down at a far enough distance down the bar, and stands in front of her with her hands on her hips.::
Monica: Now spill it, I want to know what Happened already, You've been keeping me in suspence all night!
Scarlett: Well you missed a fight with Jared & Johnny, Jared was his usual jealous self, he stormed off soon after getting a few punches in and being broken up by security
Monica: Of coarse, I should have known Jared was the one that started it. Next Question...
Scarlett: Shoot?
Monica: Now what's up with you and Johnny Storm? I see sparks flying, and I'm not talking like little sparks, I'm talking huge fireworks sparks...
Scarlett: That noticable?
Monica: Yeah, and Eric doesn't like it.
Scarlett: I suppose thats why he wanted to talk to Johnny alone.
Monica: Correct, now, Scarlett what are you going to do, you're a mom plus you're married remember. I really doubt Storm would just love to only have a glass of wine with you.
Scarlett: Don't worry, I can take care of myself and if something does happen, then may I recieve whats comeing to me...
Monica: Well I guess theres really no talking you out of this is there?
Scarlett: I just need to get away Monica, you understand.....
Monica: Yes I do....Scarlett, please think before acting, alright?
Scarlett: Will do...
::Meanwhile, at the bar where Johnny Sits across from Eric, storm sips his Jack Daniels with a questioning glance on his face to Eric. Eric takes a long sip from his Martini, then opens his mouth to speak::
Eric Rayne: Something disturbs me. Today I've witnessed my brother in law getting into a brawl over jealousy, and as much as I'ld like to dismiss him and his premonitions on this wholes situation, something tells me that I can not. Although I trust my sister, and her ability to reason, yet I still wonder.
Johnny Storm: My intentions.....with your sister...are..genuine Eric. That's all I can say.
Eric Rayne: Genuine, so Cryptic.......never the less, I know that I can not stand in the way of her wishes. Although, I would be a good brother in being cautious in this situation. This puts me in a spot Johnny.
::Johnny Storm takes a deep sip of his Jack Daniels polishing the substance off.::
Johnny Storm: Eric...I'm leaving here with your sister...whether you like it or not. Simple as that.
Eric Rayne: Fine, I can't talk you out of this, I admit defeat, though, Not without a price. Promise me this Johnny, Promise me that you'll let her make the decisions, not you. If you can promise me that, i'll leave the two of you in peace. She's an intelligent woman Johnny, with lots of things going for her at the present time. All I want is for her to have no regrets, and knowing that I did everything in my power to prevent such acts of regret for her will reassure me. So I'm asking you, do me that favor, promise me. Give me your word.
::Johnny Storm gives Eric a reassureing smile.::
Johnny Storm: She's leaving with me and not her husband. She's already made her choice. But I'll give you my word.....If that's what you want.
Eric Rayne: Very Well Mr. Storm, thank you, that's all I wanted to hear.
Johnny Storm: No problem Mr. Rayne. Now....I think I'm going to search out my date..
Eric Rayne: Alright then. Seal it with a hand shake?
::Eric extends his hand to Storm, and Storm accepts it with an easy going smile. He nods to Eric, and then stands up from the bar stool. The two ladies approach the two men, and Monica stands beside Eric pushing her arm through his. Storm looks to Scarlett with a nice smile as she smiles back. She steps over to her brother, and kisses him on the cheek goodbye. He whispers so that only she can hear, "be Careful". She steps away with a smile, and nods to him. Storm watches her body from behind, and Monica watches his expression with a smirk. Scarlett then turns back to Storm...and confusedly they both take each other by the hand, and they begin to walk towards the exit to the oversized tent. Once outside, the limo pulls up to the red carpet, and the two enter the back for a quiet ride..destination...room 402.::
MAY 27th, 2001
SEATTLE, WASHINGTON
THE MIRAGE MULARE` HOTEL
DREAMS DO COME TRUE: 11:45p.m.
::After a brief stop for Scarlett to pick up some clothes, the two return to The Mirage Mulare` Hotel where they return to room 402. Better known as Johnny Storm's suite. Now Johnny stands alone in the bedroom, leaning against the bed..his shirt unbuttoned, showing his bare chest that is chizzled to perfection. Several candles burn brightly off in a corner of the large room. It is painted white, although it is dark right now...besides of coarse the candles. The shadows bounce up the walls, and the fire on the ends of the wick dances across the doorway where Scarlett enters. Long light brown hair hides her puffy nipples in under her silken robe that clings to her body. His eyes move from her ankles up her body, to the smooth skin beneath the cloth. He feels the bulge in his pants grow stiff, as she gracefully strolls further into the room. The only thing different to it, is the way his heart aches at the very sight of her beauty. As if she's going to disappear at midnight. Like she did last night in his dream. The light of the candle moves around her, and the shadows snow off her beautiful features, causeing the Johnny's eyes to glint in notice. She approaches him almost as if she is floating, and her moist crimson lips push together causeing her bottom lip to be assentuated. Johnny finds his hands placed on her hips, pulling her much smaller frame closer to him. He lets out a light high pitched sound at the feeling of his bulge pushing up against the inside of her thigh through his pants. She lets out a hard gasp as her bossom presses up against his chest, Johnny moves in flicking his tongue at her open mouth softly. Scarlett looks to him with a seductive smile, and grinds her hips against his, causeing friction between her legs from the bulge placed there by him. Johnny's eyes catch hers, and she pleads for his lips....to which he gives her. Johnny reaches in, turning his face to the side slightly.....pressing his lips against hers hard...pushing his tongue between her lips gently, probeing at her mouth. Her tongue pushes against the tip of his playfully, and she guides him backwards towards the bed. Johnny stumbles backwards, pulling her down onto him....and Scarlett kisses at his neck lightly as her legs draw up into a seated position on his crotch, straddleing him. He smiles up at her as she leans down for another rough kiss. He reaches up to undo her robe to see her perfect body without it....and this time she does not disappear.
Morning comes quickly for the two wrestling superstars. Scarlett feels the need to leave and take care of some things of a personal nature, and Storm can do nothing but allow her to leave. Although the events were odd for the night..and there should have been an uneasyness in the room between them. There wasn't. They shared a close touching kiss, and Storm's heart ached as she left his side. She looked several times behind her at him...watching her as she moved across the room to get dressed. Pleading eyes escape from her expression as she pulls on the sun dress she had picked up last night at the loft where Eric was staying. She thought better of going directly to her room, so she had stopped in to pick up something of Monica's. Johnny's expression is one of loss, at the thought of her never returning to him. After a few moments of lost eyed expressions, Scarlett exits the room, and Johnny hears the sound of the door at the end of the large suite open & close behind her. Johnny tries his best not to dwell on the thoughts of wanting her there with him always, and moves out of the bed where they had made love. He moves in to take a shower..knowing full well the GWA would be ready to catch up to him later on in the afternoon in the form of Ross Bobby.::
MAY 28th 2001
SEATTLE, WASHINGTON
THE IRISHMAN'S PUB, IN THE MIRAGE MULARE` HOTEL
MAXIMUM END: 1:07p.m.(way to early after shots of Jack Daniels & great sex!=D)
::Johnny Storm roams the hall down in the local Hotel's lobby, where there is a luxurious Dineing Hall, along with several shops & bars. He happens to find one which he takes a likeing to, and steps through the door....takeing in a whiff of beer & peanut's. Storm smiles, looking across the "Cheer's" like bar. He moves through the musty smoke from men's cigars, and sits down at one end of the bar that is in the middle of the floor..with tables all around it like it's a great stage. The Bar Keep turns with a smile, and a shot glass in his hand...appropriately wearing a name tag reading "Sam". He places the shot glass down in front of Storm, and pulls a bottle of Jack Daniels from the various alcohol's behind him. Storm watches on in awe as he pours Storm a drink, as the Television talks about various sporting events. Storm takes the drink with a smile, and then looks to Sam in wonder.::
Johnny Storm: How did you know what I was going to ask for?
Sam: (with an astute smile) Well....I figure that just about every Seattle citizen knows what "Mr. Fantastic" Johnny Storm likes to drink after that display last night.
::Johnny Storm's eyebrows wrinkle as if he doesn't understand, untill Sam points him in the direction of the Television set that is set to ESPN...and a sports broadcaster lists out the details of last nights excitement brought on by the GWA at last nights Seattle Event at the International Fountain. Storm shakes his head, saying 'shit' in under his breath as he takes the shot, and lays it back. Fury would be all over this when he recieves word, and of coarse the fact that he hears from Eric Rayne. Storm sets the shot glass down, and Sam reaches for the bottle again...pouring another shot.::
Sam: Hey..I don't suppose I can get an autographed picture before you leave the Hotel could I? I like to try and get all the celebrity's that pass through here...
::Storm nods, and follows Sam's direction to a wall that has several framed pictures of various celebrities. Storm takes the shot glass, and turns back to Sam, takeing a long sip off of it. At about the same time, one of the most annoying voices chimes in from behind him.::
Ross Bobby: You sure you should drink anymore of thst stuff?
::Storm slams the glass down hard, causeing a few people across the bar to look over at him. Sam smiles halfway at hearing what Ross had to say, and the other half towards the fact that his Bar is about to be placed in a Johnny Storm promo. He figures it will be like anything else you put Johnny Storm in front of whether it be a poster, T-shirt, or GWA Main Event......CHA-CHING!! The sound of money hitting the cash register automatically. Ross Bobby climbs up onto a bar stool beside Storm, and sets up a camera so that it is directed in Storm's direction. Storm turns to Ross, and shakes his head as if in thought.::
Johnny Storm: Just so I don't forget...which I won't...but your a moron Ross.
Ross Bobby: (sarcastic) Geee...You really do care!! (flutters eye lashes at Storm)
Johnny Storm: (in disgust) Oh God...deliver me!
Ross Bobby: Yes...Please do!! Anyways..can we get this show started or what?
Johnny Storm: or What..
Ross Bobby: Come on Johnny!!
Johnny Storm: (as if annoyed) Alright, Alright!! Let's get it over with...ask me an idiotic question so I can beat your ass on camera...
Ross Bobby: Um...let's not, and say we did!!
Johnny Storm: Alrighty Ross...go ahead and start this crap, I got places to go, and better people than you to see...
Ross Bobby: Well I'm touched.....(reaches over and turns the camera on) Alright fans!! This is Ross Bobby, GWA field reporter, and I'm here with none other than "Mr. Fantastic" Johnny Storm!! Now Mr. Storm....all I've got to ask before we get to the point...what in the hell was last night all about? If there is confustion to our fans as to what I'm talking about...well it appears that worldwide superstar Jared Sengir & Johnny Storm had a little scuffle at a function celebrating Seattle's greats last night over a personal matter....Jared..the husband of former GWA superstar Scarlett Rayne Sengir.....so Storm...what's the deal?
::Johnny grows a half smile, and then with lightening quickness reaches up takeing Ross Bobby by the collar of his shirt...and bringing him down hard to the bar counter....his face placed down to the wood....his arms flayling, and almost falling from the stool from being so abruptly pulled off balance. Storm moves lower to his face so that Ross can see his own face..his eyes stareing into Ross'.::
Johnny Storm: Wrong question....I'm not talking about that with you or anyone else for that matter except for maybe Steven Fury....and that's only if he asks!
Ross Bobby: (in fright) Alright, Alright!!!
::Storm smiles and nods, believing he's made his point to Ross who shakes in under his fist. Storm releases the hold on Ross' shirt, and leans back on the stool, asking for another round of Jack. Sam does so eyeing the two men, and Ross returns back to normal with a fearful glance. He then gulps hard, moveing on to the next topic.::
Ross Bobby: Alright...we won't talk about that then. How about we move right into your buisness at Insurrection. First off...Jimmy Jackson called you out at Full Circle...how do you feel about that? Do you accept? And what are your plans as the guest referee in his match? What's up your sleeve?
::Storm gives Ross a smirk, and then nods in acception of the question.::
Johnny Storm: I can't believe it Ross..In the entire time here in the GWA I have'nt heard you ask one intelligent question, but finally...here it is. However, the subject leaves much to be desired. I have to make an apology however...although it pains me to do so. Jimmy Jackson...I'm sorry......
::Ross Bobby's mouth drops in surprise, and looks to Storm with a questioning glance. Storm however keeps a sarcastic smile on his face....looking to the camera.::
Johnny Storm: That's right Jimmy..I'm sorry. You were one half of the Legion Tag Team Champions at one point in time. I thought that I had reviewed the records correctly, but.....never let it be said that Johnny Storm doesn't make corrections when he makes a mistake. Now..as to my other comments...you see..about if you were all that great why haven't you been here before....and then referring to your brief stint...(Storm's smile grows) Well let's face it...I had a lapse in memory...then remembered. You see you don't really cross my mind when I think about the GWA, cause basically your just like everyone else here now....Nothing. So I forgot that you were here, sue me. Do something to ensure that I don't forget you this time kid...please..I beg of you...do something besides flap your gums like you have been.
Now as far as me makeing your ass famous, and please...next time be f*cking original..if you can muster it......kid look around you. Evidently you have yet to see why your suddenly getting all this press & interest in you. Did you honestly think that it was cause of you....awwwwww...Isn't that cute Ross? He thought he was the one responsiable for his success. (smirks) You know kid, I listened to your promo....and decided to send someone on a little errand. For me to be so unimportant to this fed as you seem to think......You've mentioned my name 32 times since you've come back...and you've only spoken three times in an interview type fashion directing your gums towards the crowd. I won't even attempt to have the poor guy who counted to try and count the amountless times that you've referred to me without my name. Kid...I've already made you famous. What the F*ck are you talking about? Matter of fact...the only thing consistant in your f*cking interviews thus far is my name comeing out of your mouth. Your right kid, I have beat everyone around here.....and what makes you think that your any different?
Speaking of stupid people...considering you wanted to point out my flaws...Let's take a look at yours dumb ass. You talk about us all being Trash, and you don't care...but yet my name continues to flow out of your mouth. Which it's actually a correct anaology. All that's come from your mouth thus far is trash. You actually said, "Johnny Storm, don't think I'll forget about you..." Kid I think it's obvious to everyone all your thinking about is Johnny Storm. 32 Times kid, I mean...damn. Listen...don't worry about Insurrection pal, cause I'm going to call it the way I see it. I'm going to sit back, and pretty much let anything go as well. If you get the dumb bastards down..I'll count the 1..2..3. Hell...I won't even attack you after the match. You just keep your dick in your pants..cause honestly...the fact that you have an obsession with my name makes me a little uneasy to be around you. You might be a little funny..and I ain't talking Ha Ha either Ross. So, on to the next question..
Ross Bobby:(after a chuckle at a few of the comments) Well.....Gladiator Title Match....Dark Tiger.....Shoot.
::Storm looks to Ross in awe, and then calls for Sam to get him a drink.::
Johnny Storm: Damn Ross. I think that's the smartest thing you've ever done. Shutting your mouth from the get go and letting me take over the interview...good man. Finally....it's about time. (Ross scoffs, as Storm smirks) Dark Tiger eh? Well...I guess it is time I finally address you ain't it pal? Well let's see....I beat your ass way back when you won the title. I took your Maximus Title off of your hands, and turned around and defended it against Goliath makeing myself the undesputed Maximus Champion.....went on to defend it against the man you beat, Anton Rayge. Then Jim Daher at Full Circle got his ass beat. And now...finally after more than a month you have to defend the Gladiator Title against me!! Johnny Storm v.s. Dark Tiger....to decide the direction the GWA is going in. If Dark Tiger pulls off the upset, and make no mistake bud....it would be an upset victory.....then the GWA goes on with howdy doody as their leader. If I pull off the victory....I take the reigns of the GWA, and turn it towards a much more violent path of events. A path of destruction. One that will pour forth from the very depths of hell....
Dark Tiger, I'm not here to tell you that you suck. Hey...you are the Gladiator Champion. I am however here to tell you that you are'nt the best. I am here to prove that. I walk in the Maximus Champion....a belt that I beat right off of you the night you obtained Gladiator Gold. The truth of the matter is this....you never deserved that gold. No offense there kid, but your accomplishment was a fluke. Because Anton Rayge should never have been champion! This was a preordained meeting Dark Tiger.....my destiny rests with that gold that you are keeping warm for me, and I will do anything to claim it. Make no mistake, by the end of this..you will never be the same again. You will have stepped into the ring with the best, and afterwards you will be left with a new sense of pride....or failure. There isn't room for anything else. Win or Loss. Unfortunate for you.....your path is already chosen as is mine. You will lose.
It may seem like conficence now....considering we've never faced each other, but when you step into the ring..you will suddenly understand. In the moments that pass in that ring with me, you will learn more about being a champion than you have the entire hold you've held that gold in your clutches. I am not only going to out wrestle you, I am going to out fight you if that's what it takes. Basically Dark Tiger your reign is overand evn though you are the Gladiator Champion, you are going to end up just like all the rest....
Face down...
Ass up...
In a pool of your own f*cking blood!!
::Bobby turns hims camera off and gets ready to leave and Johnny Storm places his hand on the bar and Sam purs him another drink without him having to ask... he quickly slams the drink down .... Storm's thoughts are drowned in Jack Daniels, but they still remain of her....::
((Well here I am again drowning my sorrows over a woman.... It's not only bad enough that you went after an unattainable woman in Shelly English, but now going after a married woman?.... Jesus Johnny! There 's not many things in this world that I won't do, but I never thought adultry would be one of them.... I guess it's now time to take care of Dark Tiger, once and for all.... And after that, I'll take care of one Mrs. Scarlett Rayne Sengir))