CreatureWrestling: The Official Darkside E-Fed Est. 1999

Posted at 5:50 am on Mar 15, 2016 by: Deadblood (Undisputed Mortal Wrestling Champion)

If you think you're gonna' get back in my panties, forget it. There's one asshole in there already.

"Are you the new girl?" one of the women asked Sheri upon seeing her. "You're late. And your boyfriend can't be hanging around. He looks like a gimp with that mask anyway and Biggie ain't into that. How did he even get in here?"

Deadblood looked over at Sheri and struggled to not start laughing at the look on her face over being mistaken for one of Biggie Mac's girls.

"Well come on, honey, go ahead and get changed," the other woman said, checking her caked-on makeup in a mirror. "Dicks is money."

"Yeah, go on, honey," DB said, smirking underneath his mask. "You know dicks is money."

Though Sheri seemed to not acknowledge his comments, he felt an invisible force tightly grip his dick for a moment, hard enough to make him flinch and writhe in discomfort. If they weren't there on a mission, he might consider that to be foreplay from her.

"I'm not here to work," Sheri said, flashing her still holstered pistol, a Springfield XD. DB took that as his cue to remove his katana from its sheath again. "Where's Biggie?"

"Who are you?" the first woman asked. "Cops? Let's see some badges! But you can't do nothing anyway, Biggie's business is completely legal!"

"Not quite cops," DB said, stepping closer, the smell of cheap perfume invading his nostrils. It was possibly worse than the fried chicken mausoleum from before. "Now as she asked, where's Biggie?" The women were beginning to look nervous. It probably wasn't the first time Biggie's compound was raided by armed people, cops or other criminals. "Just tell us where Biggie is. Then you can leave. I promise."

"Quentin, you better get in here!" the second woman said, looking back at the door they entered through. "I think we got trouble!"

It only took a couple seconds for Quentin to arrive. Upon seeing Deadblood and Sheri, he held up his Uzi sideways before firing in their direction. Only a few bullets managed to fly towards them, missing them entirely and shattering a mirror behind them instead, before Sheri sent her invisible force to grab Quentin's forearms. Bending his arms back, the still firing Uzi tore into his face, sending a splatter of blood and brain onto the wall behind him as he slumped to the ground dead. Screaming, the two women fled.

"If they didn't know we were here before, they know now," DB said, able to hear another of Biggie's guards, or maybe Biggie himself, shouting for answers about what the commotion was over.

Pulling out a grenade, DB tossed it down the hallway the women and Quentin had emerged from. Within seconds, a thick smoke billowed through it and they could hear the coughing of Biggie's guards.