New Arrival (Part 2)

[pabloamante]

Pablo walks into the gym wearing a plain black muscle shirt, a pair of black shorts, possibly made of cotton and polyester, a pair of black and white Adidas tennis shoes, and a white towel resting on his shoulder. He walks over the the treadmill and begins to push some buttons when suddenly from afar he hears a very familiar voice. As he listens more in dept the voice becomes much more clearer but still uncertain. Pablo turns off his machine and curiously follows the voice as it becomes clearer and clear with every step. Suddenly Pablo gets a small smile on his face and a light laugh as the voice suddenly changes to a loud and arrogant cheer. As he peers down the corner he finally sees Jake Diamond cheering as he helps spot The Power House as he uses the bench press. As Pablo approaches the small crowd surrounding the two men, more people come by to see what's going on.

Jake Diamond:
Come on you crazy bastard! 15... 16... 17... 18... 19... Come on only one more!... And 20! I'm telling you not only will you be Money in the Bank after NeXus, but you'll win Dave Carter's crap-traction...

Pablo Amante:
Jake, holmes, your monster may have the muscle but does he have the brains? A power hitter ain't nothin' without a pitcher...

The group of people spread apart, allowing Jake to see who spoke the comment as The Power House slowly gets up to his feet. The mob begin to speak with each other, possibly anticipating a brawl between the two competitors. PH begins to walk toward a smiling Pablo but Jake grabs his arm to force him to back off as the Triumph Champion stares in disbelief.

Pablo Amante:
Oh yeah bra, it's like looking into your past ain't it? Settle hombre, looks like you've seen a ghost.

TBCB: Jake Diamond

[Jake Diamond/Pavor Nocturnus]

A moment of confusion sweeps through Jake's mind like a tornado in a trailer park as he wonders. Jake shakes himself free and rubs his eyes before a large smile sweeps his face and he himself walks over to Pablo. As Pablo out stretches one of his hands, Jake, still very confused, stretches out his hand and accepts the handshake.

JD: I'm sure you have a good reason but please tell me, what the f*ck are you doing here? I thought you were stuck in Washington, after all when I shoved your ass in that casket I was all the craze...

PA: Yeah, and I can tell you stopped being as "religious" as you were. Well, holmes, I'm here for the Hatebreed and-

JD: What!? Come with me...

Jake and Pablo walk over to a quieter spot in the gym not so far away and still in view of The Power House. Jake shoves Pablo into the wall and begins to whisper to him.

JD: Listen, what I have right now is great and I don't need the Hatebreed f*cking everything up. Why do you think I left? I knew I was better than all of you and-

PA: Says the man who was The Coven's bitch, yeah I read you loud and clear. You think I would have came down here with those disgraces, they were both yours and my anchor bra...

JD: I can tell that you didn't even make an effort improving your English either... Then why bring them up? What do you have in mind with the Hatebreed, huh?

PA: Call your behemoth over here and I'll lay this crack onto your pipe...

Jake directs a sarcastic look toward Pablo for the last comment then waves The Power House over. The large monster of a man walks on over casually as Pablo pulls a cigarette out of the package in his shorts and lights it up.

JD: So, whats your philosophy on the Hatebreed?

TBCB: Pablo

[pabloamante]

Pablo Amante:

Well esé you got the whole thing all wrong. Those other chilitos chillin' back in Washington ain't want nothin' to do with either of us and we were the forefathers, cabrón.

Jake Diamond:
Yeah I know, and if you don't watch what you say I'll kick your teeth down your throat. It may have been awhile but I still know enough Spanish slang to know when I'm being insulted, pendejo.

Pablo Amante:
Ha ha, alright holmes, alright. You know I seen you and your zorrero on the tube and somethin' didn't look right. You all by yourself trying to tame something was like that time you jacked that dog, esé. It turned into a huge mistake, and that's what your going to make with just you and your hombre.

Pablo takes a deep puff from his smoke and drops the ashes on the floor as two large security guards come by. The two guards push The Power House and Jake aside to get to Pablo, infuriating PH and annoying the Triumph Champion.

Security Guard 1:
Excuse me sir, we're going to have to ask you to leave. Special orders from the gym manager.

Pablo Amante:
What? He doesn't like a Mexican in his gym? Look at yourself, a black man getting paid to toss out an esé. Well... If you really want me out you best tell it to the Triumph Champ in his friend, that's the only real reason I'm here holmes.

Security Guard 1:
There's nothing that he can do about it, this isn't personal. Now, please follow us before this gets physical...

Jake Diamond:
Watch what your doing buddy, because there is something I can do about this and you better believe it's going to get physical real soon...

Suddenly as the second security guard reaches over to grab Jake, The Power House catches the man's arm and pulls him forward into a hard Swinging Side Walk Slam. The first security guard, confused by the happenings, attempts to grab his walkie-talkie to call reinforcements but is surprised with a Super Kick to the jaw by Jake. Pablo drags the second security guard from the ground and places his head between The Falcon's legs and hooks both the arms and drives him skull first onto the hard floor with a Falcon Driver. Jake Diamond, Pablo Amante, and The Power House look at the bodies around them with a large grin when Jake suddenly points down to the original security guard and Pablo simply replies with a nod. Pablo lifts the man up from the ground and holds him up in a Flapjack position while Jake underhooks both of the man's arms, when they suddenly drop the man face first on the ground with an elevated version of Jake's Purgatory DDT.

Pablo Amante:
So would that be a yes?

Jake Diamond:
You bet your ass. Ha ha, we might as well announce the good news while it's fresh...[/center]

The camera fades to black. End of Thread. TBC In the ring.