What happens in Vegas... (Private)

[Kenji Katana]

It had been about 3 or 4 months since the last time he had stepped in a ring. After everything was going his way in New York, and then everything came to a screeching halt. Nobody knew what happened. Not until recently anyways. Kenji understood. Shit happens sometimes, not everything goes exactly the way you want it to.

Lately though, shit had been going good for Kenji. American Dragons was stronger than ever. Hadn't seen any of those people he despised from New York in a while. Hell, he had even reconnected with Angel... though marriage again was out of the question, friend with benefits however.

He looked like a completely new person. He'd grown a mohawk, facial hair, and lost some weight.... a lot of it. Either way though, there was still something he couldn't put his mind to, that had slipped out of his fingers. The chance to be in the ring, ripping people's head off, choking them out. He missed it.

Right now though, he was on a plane. On his way to Las Vegas. The City of Sin, Viva Las Vegas. He had heard about a press conference some Russian Chick was supposed to be having about starting a new wrestling promotion, and he figured he'd come down and check it out. Who knows, this could go in his favor...

[Kenji Katana]

You gotta be fuckin' kidding me...
"Nope, serious as a heart attack bro."
Really? You sure it was here?
"Here, his hometown, not sure man. All I know is, shit says he'll end up being there.."
I thought I left this shit back in New York...
"Apparently not man. And It'll be a while before I get down there, got some shit I need to take care of."
I mean, I'd enjoy the oppourtunity to beat the fuck out of him again but..... Ugh..... fuck. Fine, talk to you later.
"Wait wait, before you go"
Yea?
"What's up with you and Tato?"
Found out some shit. Didn't like it. At ALL. Haven't talked to the guy in a couple weeks. I mean, he is my brother but that's what made the shit worse.
"Something I should know about?"
Ask him.
"He's not gonna tell me shit, but ok. Guys been pretty laid back lately, I think he may be ready to bail on us soon"
Let the fuck retire. He doesn't do shit anyways, but drive us. Shit, we can get Wheels to drive. Fuck Tato, we don't need him.
"Alright bro, well I'll let you know if I find out anything"
Alright, talk to you later.
I need a drink.

Click. Something just had to fuck up his day didn't it? Before he even got to figure out if his trip down here was gonna be successful, shit had to go wrong didn't it? Even before he got to sign a contract with this supposed new place, it appeared the motherfucker he hated most was gonna show up. He wasn't sure if the bastard was here yet or not, but either way, he didn't wanna run into him. Not yet anyways. If what Hammer said was correct, then there was only one person he wanted to talk to. Angel. Finding her however, would be a lot easier said than done. Bitch had gone AWOl ever since about a month after everything in New York stopped. Nobody had seen from her, not even Tato, and those two were close.

Now, she needed to be found. ASAP. She was the only one who had been close enough to know even a part of how the motherfucker ticked. Sure, Kenji & the guy had some history, but he didn't know much about the guy. Most of the Pier 67 conversation he didn't remember. Right now though, the priority was on finding this chick...

Yo, Horse.
"Wassup Katana?"
Listen, you know that bitch I used to fuck with, the Blasian chick.
"Who, Angel?"
If you wanna call her that.
"Yep, I remember. Showed that bitch a good time t-"
Shut the fuck up Horse, not now.
"Haha, I'm just fuckin' with you man. Anyways, what you need"
Listen, I need you and Hammer to figure out where the fuck she is.
"Why?"
Don't ask no questions dude, just do it.
"Fine fine, what's got your panties in a bunch?"
......
"Um, Fake ass black man, you still there?"
Remind me to kick your ass when I get bac-
"Wouldn't try it, remember what happened last ti-"
Shut the fuck up & call up Hammer willya? I need that bitch found ASAP.
"Fuck that, got some shit right here that Hammer dug up the other day. Said Tato wanted the bitch found".
Tato? Fuck does he wants her for?
"Idk, but Hammer found some shit. Got a name."
And?
"Apparently one of her cousins or her sister or some shit. Um..... I'm seein' a name here....."
Of course you are dumbass.
"Shut it. Anyways, I got a bitch named....."

To Be Continued

[Kenji Katana]

Araria Sung. What the fuck kinda parents did these people have? These names didn't even sound asian, they sounded like re-tard-sian. Nevertheless, after the name was found, Kenji had to pay her a visit. Destination: A small town on the outside of Vegas. Nobody even knew about it but its inhabitants probably. Place was nicknamed Smallville for a reason. Real name was Shankhigh, but who gave a fuck...

Who is it?
You don't know me, but I'm looking for Ang- Arora.

Couldn't call her her ring name, family prolly aint know that shit. Plus, even if they did, they wouldn't be too fond of him. If they figured out his occupation, they'd know who he was. They weren't stupid.

The girl who came to the door was in no way ugly. Bad as shit actually. If he didn't have business, this might end in a good way. Coming in though, he noticed the house wasn't too bad. Looked pretty good actually for a shitty town like this.

So um, you're looking for Arora?
Mhhm.
And who might you be?
Um... a "friend", you can say.
Well, if you were really her friend, you wouldn't be even asking me where she is..
And why is that?
Because nobody in her family does...

This bitch doesn't even tell her family where she goes? This was gonna be harder than expected.

[Kenji Katana]

Motorcycle. Desert. DeSIE (Desert Eagle). Anger. What the fuck. All of those had something to do with Kenji right now. Riding along in this hot as desert, he started to say fuck it and just go home. Go find a hotel in Vegas somewhere and chill til this new bitch opened this wrestling place. But a gut feeling told him that he should keep going. That this path was gonna end up bountiful.
He wasn't sure exactly where he was going, all he was told that she was in a house on other other side of the desert you had to cross to get there. A shack all by it's lonesome. What the fuck she could do out here with no phone, no internet, no cable.... it's unimaginable. Hmph, knowing Angel, she probably played with herself all day. It wouldn't surprise him.
He was also told a name. Some girl named Alexis. Said to be another cousin of Angel. BUt her side of the family was the supposed "Mob" part. Hmph, the Mob. Fuckin' Posers. Them, The Yakuza, The Bloods, and Crips.... all bitches compared to American Dragons. Them gangs aint done half the shit AD did. DIsmembered people w/ horses, sliced people down the middle w/ Katanas, broke people's spines with Hammers....
Woah, almost tipped over. Gotta stay focused on this deser- there's the place.
And there it was too, old run down shack, just in the middle of nowhere. Kenji parked his motorcycle and started walking to the house, he didn't wanna be heard. Walking up to the side of the house, he overhears conversation.

Blaze? Mhhm. No, tell them there's been a sighting of him in Los Angeles again. Say some shit like.... fighting crackheads or some shit, I don't know! Hmmm? Kenji's in Vegas? Fuck him. I don't give a fuck about him. Dumbass, piece of shit, overweight fuck.
Did this bitch ju-.....? Did she really? Well, fuck Silence, it's time to go postal on this bitch. Sneaking into the house through the back, he walks into the room and enjoys the look on her face when she sees him. Like she saw a Ghost..... and she was about to be one.

Kenjiha..... I, um.... It's been so long since I saw y-
Cut the bullshit.
Wh-
Look, I know what the fuck you've been doing. Tryna send me astray and shit? Got me lookin' for 18-bitch when he's most likely still at home doing whatever the fuck he does on a daily basis?
I-I-I don't know what you're talking abou-
Didn't I say Cut the bullshit bitch?

The look on her face changed. She went from "OMFGGhost" to "Whatdid thismuthafucka just say out his mouf?"

Hol' up dude, you not just gonna come up in here talkin' to me any way you wan-
Up in here? Look at this! This raggedy ass place.
I'm sure you'd know what raggedy is reeeeeeeeeeeal good.
Whatdidyoujustsaybitch?

Oooh fuck. She just started a shit storm. One thing, Kenji does not like, at all, was being callled Dirty, or Raggedy, or Trashy..... he hated it. Simply because he was like that til he was about 10, then his dad caught a lucky break and got a high paying job in some legal firm. Then things started looking up. In the present though, it was time to rip the wings off an Angel...

Look bitch-
What the fuck did I just tell you about callin' me a bitch?
.....
Yea, you better not say shit. That's why your brother was better than you in bed anyw-

By the time she got the the "way" part out, Kenji already had her shirt in his hands, pushing her up against the wall. He could see the anger in her eyes, and it overpowered the fear.

Listen bitch, you ever mention that piece of shit, in my prescence? I'm gonna make it the last thing you ever do.

Boy oh boy, it was a good thing he was wearing a cup that day. Cuz Angel cocked her foot back, and threw a kick with all of her might. And it hit exactly where the cup was...

Hah, I knew you were gonna try to do that. Face it, I'm smarter than you. I outsmarted you, I know you too well. You can't do sh-

That bitch had a hard head. She had headbutted Kenji and ran out the door, and then she hopped on his motorcycle and started riding. In the distance, Kenji could see a helicopter approaching...

[Kenji Katana]

Oh yea, and G36..... kill that muthafucka Blayze. No, just do that shirt. Muthafucka crossed us, and you know the saying when you cross a dragon, you get the teeth.

Closing the phone, he repositioned himself to see this bitch just riding along on his bike, not giving a fuck about the huge Blackhawk helicopter flying above her. How the hell Vulcan got this type of shit, he didn't know. Never asked either. Would probably be better not to. Anyways, he saw the bitch look up, and he gave a phony smile and wave. Y'know, something that says "Bitch don't get too comfortable, cuz I'm killin' yo ass".

HEYO ANGEL! Bet you wish you hadn't said that shit now don't you!

His remark was met with a middle finger. Haha, he loved making the bitch mad. Back when they were married it would lead to angry incredibly hot "you-pissed-me-off-sex". Hmm, he missed those days, before she turned into the poster child for Abstinence. Meh, he'd find somebody else anyways. Didn't matter to him too much. His motto was "Money over Bitches, and weed over everything." Could use some of that right now.

In the distance he saw a warehouse. How the fuck they built a warehouse out here in east bubble fuck, or why for that matter, he'd never know. But, he saw people on the roof and outside. Figured they were people of Angel's, but then he saw guns.... and he heard bullets. Ruunning to one of the windows in the front with his favorite gun, the MP5. Might not be too useful in this situation, but eh.

Vulcan: Whaddya wanna do boss?
Horse! Hammer! Get on the machine guns! It's time to fuck some bitches up!

And so the machine guns spun....

[Kenji Katana]

Bullets were flying, and so were insults. But most of the fucks in that warehouse had been taken out. Well, the ones outside/on the rooftops anyways. If you're anywhere where there isn't a roof above your head, and a blackhawk helicopter, complete with two vulcan machine guns is coming towards you.... drop to your knees and pray.

HAHA YOU SONS'A BITCHES, DON'T FUCK WITH THE RED DRAGON!
The Red Dragon nykkuh?
Shut the fuck up Horse.
Ok Mr. Panties in a bunch.
Ugh.....
Vulcan, land this shit in front, where the guns can be pointed in.

As he landed, Kenji saw like, maybe 60 or 70 people in the warehouse. 7 of them were trying to shut the warehouse door, but to no avail.

Fuck that. Hammer, Horse, Light em up!

As soon at the word "light" escaped his mouth, the enemies were already being ripped to shreds by Vulcan gunfire. Perfect.

Vulcan, you bring the Crymson?
In the back.

Perfectly timed too. That bitch angel was escaping again, but there was no way they'd be able to shoot her. Fuck it. Her ass wasn't getting away again. Speaking of her ass......
Nevermind.

Yo, clear this warehouse. I'ma go catch that bitch.

And so he hopped on the Motorcycle, and the chase was on.