The Capture of George (pt. II)
By Ken Kaze/Sgt. Henry W. Rowengarter
We once again see NOWrestling’s Resident Moron, Ken Kaze, marauding through the backstage corridors in search of his once again lost companion, George. Scanning his surroundings quickly and efficiently, he sees no trace of the vanished trashcan.
“GEOOOORGE!”
Kaze’s yells echo through the hallways as several people constantly tell him to shut up.
“Jerk offs,” Kaze mumbles to himself. “I’ll let George handle them once I find him.”
Out of nowhere, a janitor stumbles into Kaze with his cart of cleaning items, sending him flying full force into a nearby wall. A very recognizable janitor for Kaze, at that.
“You asswipe! This is for attacking me two weeks ago, you douche bag!”
The janitor with a vengeance begins to run full steam ahead at Kaze with his cart.
“NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!” screams Kaze as he sits slumped up against the wall, holding his hands out in front of him. “IN THE NAME OF GEORGE, I COMPEL YOU TO- URGH!”
The janitor doesn’t heed Kaze’s call as he runs straight into Kaze. If it were possible, little birdies would be flying around his head at the moment. He slumps down the wall a little bit more as the janitor walks up to Kaze and spits in his face.
“You… JACKASS!”
The janitor grabs a hold of his cart and begins to push it nonchalantly down the hall, acting as if nothing happened. Meanwhile, Kaze is coming to, glancing around to try to remember what just happened.
“George? George? Are you there, bud?”
Reality sinks in as Kaze remembers he was on a journey to recover George, but was sidetracked when some crazed, maniac of a janitor viciously assaulted him.
“ARGH! That bastid!”
Kaze stands up with help of the wall and begins to walk through the corridors once more, until a shiny metallic object catches his eye. It’s a shard of steel. He walks over to it and picks it up. Glancing at it perplexedly, he looks back down at the floor only to find several more shards of steel in a line, leading to a door. He walks up to the door and reads the sign.
“BOY… LARRY… ROOM? BOY… LER… ROOM? The Boy Ler Room? What the hell could that be?”
Kaze opens up the door to the BOILER ROOM (fucking idiot) and steps inside.
“NOOOOOOOOOOO, GEOOOOOOORGE!”
As soon as Kaze steps inside, he sees his comrade George lying on the floor, ripped into pieces, shreds of steel everywhere. He runs over to George and kneels over him, sobbing like a 6 year old boy receiving it in the anal for the first time.
“George…” he chokes back a sob. “Who did this to you?”
Laughter echoes throughout the boiler room. Kaze looks around to see where the laughter is coming from, but can’t pinpoint where it is. The laughter becomes louder and louder and Kaze covers up his ears from such a racket. Out of nowhere, Henry Rowengarter boots Kaze right in the side of the head, knocking the poor kid over. Rowengarter looks down at Kaze, with a smile on his face.
"Such predictability," Rowengarter says.
Kaze gets to his knees but Rowengarter bashes his face in with a knee. "Stay down, punk, if you know what’s good for you."
Kaze, moaning and groaning on the boiler room floor, manages to say something: "Why? Why George?"
Henry simply chuckles at him and kicks Kaze hard in the ribs. Hearing Kaze bellow out in pain broadens Rowengarter’s satanic smile.
"Because you’re too easy. If I kidnapped George, you would be stupid enough to go looking for him. Now that he’s, well, dead, there’s no one for you to confide in, is there? Face it, kid, you’re crazy, and you need your head examined!"
After saying that, he executes a hard axe kick stomp on the head of Kaze, knocking him out. Rowengarter gets Kaze to his feet and picks him up over his head. For a man who is 6’4" and weighing almost 260 pounds, Rowengarter got Kaze’s unconscious body over his head with ease, as if he wasn’t dead weight at all.
"And now," Rowengarter began, chuckling. "It is time to rid you from this world. This will teach you not to get in my way of supremacy."
Henry walks into the center of the room, where the boiler lies. You can tell he has evil intentions in mind just by the look on his face. He stands about three feet away from the boiler and still has Kaze over his head. He starts to feel a burn in his shoulder and his arms going numb.
"Since I rid the world of George, I might as well rid the world of you. Bye-bye, Kaze. See you in hell!"
Henry throws Kaze into the boiler. The velocity of Kaze’s body weight slams into the boiler, almost making it explode. Steam escapes from the pipes and the glass from the gauges explode and shatter onto the floor. Rowengarter looks down at the emotionless Kaze and chuckles.
"That will teach you, you piece of shit. Never piss off ‘The Sarge.’ I’ll be seeing you at the third round of the U.S. Invitational Tournament… if someone can find you, that is."
Henry turns and leaves Kaze unconscious -- and possibly dead -- on the floor. You can hear that Henry walks over George just before he leaves the boiler room. The heavy door to the boiler room opens and closes, leaving Kaze in a burning room of hell.
In Kaze’s subconscious, he can only hear Henry Rowengarter’s evil laughter.
