Post by Gavin Drake on Oct 3, 2023 21:15:55 GMT -5
‘Her ladyship is not happy.’
Said Emily Black as she stepped into the darkened room, and Gavin Drake shrugged as he leaned back in the seat facing the window. Below him spread the twinkling lights and streets of London, and beyond that the dark sky. He lifted the bottle in his hand, and took a long drink before he let it fall. His eyes narrowed, and he scowled.
‘I suspect she is not. She wants a united front, but I have other plans. You see Armand failed, and the Scourge is not here. And that means the throne of Donzig-gun is open for anyone who dares to claim it. And my claim is as strong as hers! She is not the only one who sat at the hand of Donzig!’
Drake took another drink, wiping his hand across his mouth. Black said nothing, just stood across the room watching with dark eyes. Drake rose slowly, and he paced across the room with a wave of the half full bottle.
‘If Sinclair wants a fight? That is fine. Because I will take her and the boys apart if I have to. That is the way isn’t it? The strong lead! And if they are beaten down by the rest of these people? Or even better if they take a few of them out before hand? All the better. Because when the smoke settles and the dust clears?’
Drake grinned.
‘The Empty Hand will be the one held high! Team Fairtex? You think you can just creep into HKW and try to steal from me? No. I will teach you two your place here and now! Florida Man? Please. Kasper? Is this a joke? These are the best and brightest that Wormwood could lure here? From the Dark Stars to the High Rollers? No one has faced anyone like the Blood of Kings, yeah? And if anyone thinks they can get in my way?’
Drake shook his head, flashing a grin as he lifted the bottle to take another long drink. He waved it absently, looking back towards the window.
‘I am the Left Hand of Destruction, and I will show my dear Sinclair that I am the rightful heir to Donzig-gun. And that means I will take that bastard Spike Kane apart, and I will throw his carcass before the feet of Donzig himself. And if he doesn’t like that? Maybe I will bury his ass alive too. You see I am not wild about the Scourge, but unlike everyone else around this fucking place? I owe his current face a little something too. I haven’t forgotten what he did to the Affliction, I have not forgot what he did to all of us!’
He pointed angrily, shaking back his dark hair.
‘In fact, he’s worse. You see the Scourge is very honest about what he is. He’s a monster, he’s a demon, a manipulator. He is untrustworthy and spiteful. But that other one? Oh, he likes to act like he’s an angel, he’s your best friend, he’s harmless old Donzig with his jokes and his beer. But he is just like the rest of them!’
Black blinked, she could hear the resentment in Drake’s voice before he took another swallow of whiskey.
‘He’s not harmless. He’s a viper, a bloody snake, yeah? He’s a ruthless predator, and the only good thing I can say about him is that he will be sad for a minute when he throws you to the wolves. Ask Anthony Jordan about him. Fuck, I may help Spike take him apart!’
Emily frowned, and shrugged as Drake tossed the empty bottle aside. This is how it was with Drake, he would drink and rage before falling into sullen silence. He dropped down in the chair again, leaning back as he lifted a hand to drag across his face. His eyes narrowed as he looked down on the city.
‘I am going to walk through all of them, and I am going to take that title shot! And I will become a champion! And then? All of this, all of this! Will be mine! I will be free of him! I will be out of his shadow!’
Said Emily Black as she stepped into the darkened room, and Gavin Drake shrugged as he leaned back in the seat facing the window. Below him spread the twinkling lights and streets of London, and beyond that the dark sky. He lifted the bottle in his hand, and took a long drink before he let it fall. His eyes narrowed, and he scowled.
‘I suspect she is not. She wants a united front, but I have other plans. You see Armand failed, and the Scourge is not here. And that means the throne of Donzig-gun is open for anyone who dares to claim it. And my claim is as strong as hers! She is not the only one who sat at the hand of Donzig!’
Drake took another drink, wiping his hand across his mouth. Black said nothing, just stood across the room watching with dark eyes. Drake rose slowly, and he paced across the room with a wave of the half full bottle.
‘If Sinclair wants a fight? That is fine. Because I will take her and the boys apart if I have to. That is the way isn’t it? The strong lead! And if they are beaten down by the rest of these people? Or even better if they take a few of them out before hand? All the better. Because when the smoke settles and the dust clears?’
Drake grinned.
‘The Empty Hand will be the one held high! Team Fairtex? You think you can just creep into HKW and try to steal from me? No. I will teach you two your place here and now! Florida Man? Please. Kasper? Is this a joke? These are the best and brightest that Wormwood could lure here? From the Dark Stars to the High Rollers? No one has faced anyone like the Blood of Kings, yeah? And if anyone thinks they can get in my way?’
Drake shook his head, flashing a grin as he lifted the bottle to take another long drink. He waved it absently, looking back towards the window.
‘I am the Left Hand of Destruction, and I will show my dear Sinclair that I am the rightful heir to Donzig-gun. And that means I will take that bastard Spike Kane apart, and I will throw his carcass before the feet of Donzig himself. And if he doesn’t like that? Maybe I will bury his ass alive too. You see I am not wild about the Scourge, but unlike everyone else around this fucking place? I owe his current face a little something too. I haven’t forgotten what he did to the Affliction, I have not forgot what he did to all of us!’
He pointed angrily, shaking back his dark hair.
‘In fact, he’s worse. You see the Scourge is very honest about what he is. He’s a monster, he’s a demon, a manipulator. He is untrustworthy and spiteful. But that other one? Oh, he likes to act like he’s an angel, he’s your best friend, he’s harmless old Donzig with his jokes and his beer. But he is just like the rest of them!’
Black blinked, she could hear the resentment in Drake’s voice before he took another swallow of whiskey.
‘He’s not harmless. He’s a viper, a bloody snake, yeah? He’s a ruthless predator, and the only good thing I can say about him is that he will be sad for a minute when he throws you to the wolves. Ask Anthony Jordan about him. Fuck, I may help Spike take him apart!’
Emily frowned, and shrugged as Drake tossed the empty bottle aside. This is how it was with Drake, he would drink and rage before falling into sullen silence. He dropped down in the chair again, leaning back as he lifted a hand to drag across his face. His eyes narrowed as he looked down on the city.
‘I am going to walk through all of them, and I am going to take that title shot! And I will become a champion! And then? All of this, all of this! Will be mine! I will be free of him! I will be out of his shadow!’
