Seth continued pulling back, tightening the cord around Damiens throat, groaning to himself about Kade always getting to go box the sweater puppets when Damien threw an elbow backwards, connecting with Seths jewels. Causing the Tag Champion to release the cord, Damien quickly pulled it from around his neck while searching the ground around him for anything then, beside a broken shelf, Damien took hold of something, clutching it close to his body while he was recovering.
Seth fell backward, clutching his man bits, while trying to regain his bearings. He glanced over to Damien, who was still kneeling, apparently trying to catch his breath. Forcing through the pain, Seth got to his feet and staggered over to Damien, grabbing him by the shoulder when.
WHAM!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Damien spun, launching his body upward as he connected with a forehead smashing strike, sending an urn upside Seths head. Seth fell back, grabbing his head as Damien stood there for a moment, glancing at the urn.
No wonder ol Mark always had that fat motherfucker carrying one of these around. They make good weapons.
Damien turned, grabbing Seth by the hair and, after pulling him into a front face lock, executed a snap suplex, sending Seth crashing into the pile of broken shelves. Glancing into the next room, Damien made his way into what appeared to be the sales room. An evil smirk crossed his face as he lay in wait.
Seth slowly got to his feet and took off after Damien, crossing the threshold into a room full of caskets! Damien grinned as he waited, watching as Seth stepped in just a little bit more before charging ahead, wheeling a casket into Seths ribs and pinning the champion up against a wall.
This message has been edited by CrymzonPayne on Nov 11, 2008 6:34 PM