Chamber is in Another Motel

Baton Rouge after the show, Gabriel Tuck and his crew are at a strip club. The clowns have crowded out the tables right by the stage, intimidating everyone who tries to get near. Gabriel Tuck sits right by the stage with a beer in hand as he laughs and tips five dollar bills to the strippers on the stage that clearly look uncomfortable dancing so near such vicious clowns.

Tuck: Sticky, you see what I did to that fucking Big Daddy mother fucker? I knocked his ass almost inside out with the fucking bike!

Sticky the Clown smiles, his black gums oozing over black lips where needle sharp teeth pierce them.

Sticky: You messed him up good.

And the party would have gone on like that except for the Baton Rouge police department, like nearly the entire thing, busting into the place. They come right for one person.

Sticky the Clown.

Despite Gabriel’s protests and attempted bribes, Sticky is taken away for arson (framed for the house that Blair burned down). Gabriel is left at the table by himself, his other comrades at their own tables, once Sticky is taken away. Gabriel slams a fist down on the table with a growl.

Tuck: We didn’t burn no fucking house down. That’s gotta be that mother fucking Chamber’s fucking doing. C’mon, ya clowns! We’ll fucking deal with this mother fucker tonight! I know where the fuck he’s resting his pretty little head at tonight before we head to St Louis!

A pair of twin clowns in bloodstained, dirty overalls sit at the table. They are Hehehe and Hahaha.

Hahaha: You wan us ta follows the pigs-

Hehehe: And take em out?

Hahaha: We can free-

Hehehe: Sticky.

Gabriel looks from one to the other, taking a moment to put together what they just said. He shakes his head.

Tuck: No. Once they figure out that it’s a fucking frame job, they’ll free Sticky. We don’t want to wage a full on war with the police of Baton Rouge. We’ll fuck up Chamber tonight!

The twins look at each other and giggle, but they giggle in such a way that really makes you want to either gag or run screaming in the night. To his credit, Gabriel does neither for he is used to this behavior.

Hehehe: We’re with you!

Hahaha: Let the rest of these fuckers ogle the tits.

Hehehe: We can help you get him and whatever of his crew is with him!

Gabriel considers for a moment before finally nodding.

Tuck: Let’s go get the fucker!

Gabriel Tuck and the twins leave the strip club and ride for about ten minutes to the hotel that OPW used for most of its wrestlers. Having heard what room numbers the talents were using, Gabriel skips the front desk and goes straight to room 110. He knocks on the door with a wicked grin. The door is answered by opening only a sliver as Gabriel and the twins covered the little peephole. The person inside is obviously not Chamber, but is a man.

Man: What the fuck you want?

Gabriel sighs, kicking the door in to break the sliding lock, smashing the door into the man on the other side of the door, and knocking him to the floor. Gabriel steps into the room with his heavy revolver drawn, looking around the room to see if anyone else is in there while the twins pick the man up and throw him on the bed. He’s bleeding from the temple from where the door smashed him in the face. Once he has seen that there’s no one else in the room, Gabriel casually points the heavy revolver at the man.

Tuck: Who the fuck are you and where is Chamber?

The man swallows hard, looking from the twins to Gabriel to the gun.

Man: My name is Sammy and Chamber isn’t here, man! He already started up for St Louis and said that I could use the room tonight. I’m waiting for some hookers to come play with me!

Gabriel grins, keeping his weapon trained on Sammy.

Tuck: The fucker frames my guy for arson and then flees to St Louis. Sounds like fucking Chamber. You know me? Huh fucker? Hold him the fuck down!

Hehehe and Hahaha each grab an arm to hold Sammy still.

Sammy: You’re Tuck! That fucker that-

Tuck: We don’t need to know the details of our own deeds. Just that you know the name. Johnny hasn’t released hotel info yet for St Louis. Where is Chamber and the rest of his crew going to be staying?

Sammy: I don’t know! Really, man. I would tell you if I knew, but I don’t!

Gabriel shakes his head, motioning to Hehehe with the gun. Hehehe punches Sammy in the gut while Hahaha pinches him right between the neck and shoulder. Sammy screams in pain before Hahaha releases him with a foul laugh. Gabriel just laughs.

Tuck: How else would you meet back up with him, eh? You think I fucking look as stupid as you? Or my upcoming opponent in the form of Michael Maddox? No! Give me the name of the hotel and the room numbers.

Sammy struggles to free himself, despite having a gun pointed at him as well, but he can’t break free from the malicious strength of the twins.

Sammy: If I tell you, he’ll kill me!

Tuck: And you think I’ll let you live if you don’t tell me? Hehehe...his thumb.

Hehehe, controlling the left arm of Sammy, grabs the thumb on his hand. While Sammy screams “Nooo”, Hehehe swiftly breaks the thumb.

Sammy: Oh God! Please don’t kill me!

Tuck: Hahaha...his other thumb.

Hahaha laughs, breaking Sammy’s other thumb despite his protests.

Tuck: You going to tell me now?

Sammy: Drury Inn...rooms 211, 213, 215, and 217. Let me go!

Tuck: You’ll warn Chamber as soon as we leave.

Sammy: No! I won’t! I’ll just go to the hospital!

Tuck: County Morgue is more like it.

Sammy: What? No!

Gabriel points the gun and shoots Sammy in the forehead, spreading blood, bone, and brains all over the headboard of the bed. The twins release his corpse, giggling to each other.

Hehehe: We’ll get Chamber.

Hahaha: We riding tonight?

Tuck: Gather the crew, we ride tonight. I’ll finish Chamber off and then prepare for my match. Two wins.

Gabriel Tuck and the twins leave while an hour later two hookers come to the room. They discover the dead body and immediately call upon Chamber to let him know another one of his men is dead.