"Freeze!"

The simultaneous screams from the four officers filled the once silent house with unneeded noise. So much for going in quietly, it appeared. Their stomping footsteps echoed against the the wooden floor beneath their boots, coating the already startled occupants with a heightened sense of dread. Jumping into the bedroom at the first sound of trouble, Rebecca lay against the carpeted floor, shaking like a beaten dog. Luca, eyes widened, stood still as a statue, one hundred percent aware of what awaited him in the hallways despite his inability to believe it.

"They wouldn't..." he began, either unable or unwilling to finish that thought.

"They wouldn't what? Who are they?" Rebecca shot back, voice shaking. Her eyes darted from the bottom of the wall in front of her to meet Luca's. Fear bled down from his corneas to the sides of his face. He gulped, trying to find the words to explain the situation to his law abiding hosts.

"You know those crimes I talked about?" he finally managed to choke out.

"Yeah, the ones you told me you shouldn't talk about?"

"Well, these are the guys that got me off on all charges. They want me."

"Well, no shit they want you! You think crazy motherfuckers just barge in here on a regular fucking basis?!" she retorted, raising her voice and getting back to her feet. Once there, she charges over to where Luca slouched, half ready to strangle him on contact. He grabs her arm, twisting it behind her back and and pulling out from his back pocket - a pistol.

"Now, if you want to live," he says, placing the barrel of the gun against her head. "You're gonna do exactly as I say." Smirking, he cocks the gun back before returning it to its previous position.

"Hey assholes! I'm right here!" he screams. Sitting on her bed, Natalya hides her face in her hands, crying out from the concealment of her palms.

"Luca, Luca stop."

"I'm afraid I can't do that, sis. It's either me," He scrapes the barrel against Rebecca's head, drawing a spot of blood. She begins to cry out, her screams accompanied by a wild snicker. "Or them! Come on and get me, you fucking pussies!"

Bang! He pulls the gun away from her head to fire a shot up into the air. Cocking the gun once more, he places it against the gash on her temple. At that very moment, the team floods the room, four guns aimed against his one.

"What's wrong? You couldn't be sure about sending one guy after me? Sending four seems like a pussy move douchebag!" he screams to no one in particular, avoiding eye contact with any of the new occupants of the small room that now housed seven very uncomfortably. Aaron Goldblum, the group's leader, steps forward, gun drawn and aimed at Luca's head.

"You're a fucking psychopath." Goldblum stated. "Let the girl go."

"Wow, you drive a hard fucking bargain. Let the girl go so you can fucking shoot me in the face and dispose of me like trash!"

"You are trash."

"And what does that make you? What, when all the heat falls directly on all your asses and you're next on his fucking hitlist? Will you not do the same exact thing?"

"We won't have to deal with that, Luca."

"Can I fucking talk to someone other than this fucking robot?"

"You can talk to me, asshole," said the approaching Archie Lawson, whose face Luca couldn't help but recognize.

"Well holy shit! Is that the Archie Lawson? Wow man, times have certainly changed!"

"Shut the fuck up, and let her go."

"Who am I to argue with that logic? Oh, right. Someone with some fucking sense! Fuck off, I ain't letting go of shit until you tell me that I ain't getting capped on the way out the door."

"You aren't going to be shot, Luca. You're much more valuable alive," Goldblum interjected.

"Fuck off, soldierbot. I didn't ask your opinion."

"Luca, please..." Natalya persisted behind the cover of her palms. Archie takes his eyes off of Luca for a minute to check on the crying girl.

"You're a real fucking piece of work."

"I know," Luca says, adjusting his hand's position on the grip of the handgun. A small click is heard, before he takes the barrel off of his hostage's head and aims it right at the face of his former coworker. He throws Rebecca to the ground and takes one step towards the group.

Bang! Bang bang! Bang! A flurry of pistol fire rains from the four men, leaving Luca as little more than a pile of glorified Swiss cheese. He falls to the floor, his blood splattering against the wall with each bullet that passes through his descending body. Screams from both Rebecca and Natalya fill the air as Goldblum and Roman, who had stayed quiet during the exchange, lift the body up and carry the mangled, bloody mess out the door. Aaron looks down at the frozen static face of the recently deceased, his cold eyes staring up at him.

"We've acquired the target, but there were, complications," he says into the radio on his chest.

"I heard," the voice on the other end of the line responds. "It's nothing we can't deal with."

Aaron nods. "As you wish, boss." He brings his head up, but before he can one last image of the man's face greets his eyes.

A smile that shook the team leader's foundation to the very core.

***

This is Ray Porter of XWF News, here to report the death of our own, Luca Arzegotti. The young man was found dead in an alleyway in South Central Los Angeles, alongside two other, unnamed men who are presumed to be drug dealers in what looks to be tragic case of gang warfare and being at the wrong place at the wrong time. XWF News will keep you posted in the event of new breakthroughs regarding the investigations and in times like this, we are one XWF.

This is Ray Porter, signing off.

OOC: Did you just kill off your character?


I'm legitimately sad now. :(

OOC: Yeah, I just killed off Luca. May we all hold a candlelight vigil in his honor.

OOC: I thought Luca would win the crown at least once before dying. :'(

We should throw a tribute show in his honor.

ooc: guess there goes our match..

SUCK... MY... DICK!

3X Star of the Month
Former 3x Hart Champion
Former 13X Xtreme Champion
Former 6X Tag Champion
Former 2X Trios Champion
Former 2x Heavy Metal Weight Champion
Former Universal Champion

I'll be sure to do Meth in your honor.

That arrogant son of a bitch had to go up and die? Fuck you! Luca, i haven't been around so it feels like I haven't seen you in ages. I never beat you....now I won't get the chance to try. Everything else is bullshit, for once in our lives maybe this place can come together and remember a fallen member of our dysfunctional family. Black Circle and all, hell I will drop all of my gripes for this one moment. A man without a place here anymore can still mourn the loss of a comrade. Here's to you Luca, can wait another day to be brought down.

OOC: This is a sad day. :(

(1x) Hart Champion
(1x)X-treme Champion
(1x) Tag Team Champion w/ Q.C. Thug

Current Record

OOC: I'm like legit sad. Who am I going to look to for trash talk? Luca...

:(

OOC: I want to think this is part of a story.

3x Xtreme Champion
1x Briefcase Holder
1x Television Champion
1x Universal Champion

(12-28-2013, 12:17 AM)Scott Charlotte Said:

Here's to you Luca, can wait another day to be brought down.

You say I can wait another day yet here you are mentioning my name again even in a moment as serious as this. You're a horrible, disgusting man and I hope you get a potato stuck in your intestines and can't shit for weeks because of it.

Luca may have made some questionable decisions in the last few weeks/months/always, but he will be forever remembered as the best bag carrier the Black Circle ever did have. Nobody is answering our Craigslist postings for a new bag carrier.

Raises fists to the heavens.

Damn you Lucaaaaaa!!!!!

And here I thought it would be an O.D that would do this two faced asshole in. Score one for the N.R.A.

"Damn..Boy...Now I'll have to smoke a bowl in your honor."

I wish I could say that he'll be missed, but let's face facts here; this could be the greatest thing that has happened to the XWF since Scott Charlotte lost his job.