Court? Fuck That!

[MG]

MG was sitting on the edge of his bed with everyone in TNN. They went back to Newark just to reincorparate with match plans and crime plans also. MG didn't invite Kelon because Kelon is a cop and that's all MG need to hear about him. He takes off his fitted cap and lays back in his bed he looked over to XDog and asks.

Can you believe I was put in court for some shit Brian did? I'll let Brian get away with that. He put in some freaking work and that's all I ask for.

MG then looks in the ceiling and then puts his hands behind his head.

Yo man. I can't think of anything to get ass out of this one. *Looks at his crew* ya got something?

[cold]

DJT was sitting down on a chair eatting a bag of potato chips. He was wearing a tanktop, American Eagel cargos shorts, and tan and white nikes.

Son, I don't know brah. I mean that's just show'n out if we don't court. I mean you gotta do it you put your super van on bail.

XDog was texting to his wife while she was at work then DJT elbows him. XDog was wearing the same as DJT but long cargos and a 50 cent tanktop.

Shit, IDK... um... I mean I don't know we could get our people to take his people and hold his ass in Newark. I don't know.

DJT face brightens as if lightbulb went off in his head.

Yo! yo! That is the best plan.

Oh naw son I was just....

No no that is just like Deliever us from Eva remeber when they held up LL Cool J.

Everybody looked at DJT with a confused face

Come on don't act like ya never..... forget I said that....

DJT started to eat more chips

[MG]

MG looks to the ceiling again. He then hops up from his bed.

Yo we can do it! We could have it happen man. We could try to hold that nigga all the way in Newark right in one of our warehouses. Court is in two days so we gotta do that shit tonight. Ya go call up Yaris so he can set it all up aight. I'm about to go to smoke brah. X you are the best cousin ever you know that right?.

[cold]

Day After
In Cail
3:00 AM
In A Van

Red: Yo, I don't know what ya know buuuuut. Ya gotta put in somework my nig ya dig.

Red had on Sushi-X replica mask (Only Masked lucha in XWA) his was red while everyone had either a blue or the new black mask. He was the driver and he looked to the side to take the blunt from his 5* General in the blood side of TNN Trey Blood. He takes a pull.

Man man man ya know the work ya gotta put in?

TB: What is it blood?

You gotta kidnap J fucking MO

You talking about the nigga that almost took over the drug game. Pass that shit.

Yeah my nigga *He passes it* The niggas in the back can't smoke or drink. I don't know how they can handle guns and weed. *He bangs on the cage that seperated the van.* Ah fuckas! Start loading those guns up. Strapp those knifves and tighting up ya vest cause ya about to put in the work my nigga. None of those bullshit drive bys, No DP's, No grabing a brab ass nigga and killing him with a bunch of other niggas. Bitch we in Iraq! Bitch we in fucking WW3! Bitch we in......

A police officer comes to the window and Red jumps out of his seat to take off his mask.

Oh shit! *He rolls the window down as fast as he can with smoke seeping out of the windows* How ya doing officer?

The officer lifts his head and it revails to be none other then CWC/ TNN affliate Ja.

Ja: Nigga it's me.

Oh man I forgot all about you acting as a cop and getting the bystanders out. Shit I forgot my nig.

Iight I'm about to go to the mock police car and and wait for the call.

Iight peace.

Red rolls up the windows puts on his mask and then looks to Trey

Sonnnnn.

He drives off to the spot. JMO's official Stripper/Night Club called Ladies Up. The funny thing is that it was on it's opening night. Basically the mission was too Kidnap JMO and give the club a bad rep at the same time. Red drove in the backlot behind the club and parks. Red takes out his Toy Story walky talky.

Yo Ja. Ah Jonte *copy*

I can't hear you man. Why you got this stupid Toy shit.

It's unde-tech-able my nig and say copy *copy*

What?

Say copy *copy*

Yo copy I'm copy coming in the club copy in about copy five minutes copy.

Dumbass just say it after the you finsh talking *copy*

Ohhhhh! I'm in *copy*

Red then looks at Trey

You got ya gat my nig?

Hells yeah blood.

So what you gonna do?

I gotta go in feel on some booty grab some tits get a boyfriend mad they wave the gun shoot that shit smack that bitch. Da dude of course then Ja will come in and take me down to then evacuate the club as soon as those slime balls try to come down to see whats going on. Me and Ja is poping off and yah come in.

As what Trey said had happened and He and Ja was hiding behind a bar under gun fire.

Yo! Call that nigga!

Ja picks up the walky talky and calls Red in. All of a sudden a whole bunch of bloods come parading in shooting and such. Red is still outside and he is climbing up the club from his van. He hops in the window and looks at JMO having sex with a stripper. Red crawls to the floor and behind his lazy boy chair. He takes out his pistol and and loads it.

JMO: Wait you heard that. I heard a gun load.

As soon as he said that Red was aiming at them still in position

You about to feel like a kid again bitch.

JMO: Damn I should have never sound proof the walls.

Red grabs JMO and puts the piece to his head.

Yo put on something the cops can come in any minute.

JMO puts something on and Red moves towards the window holding JMO. Then out of nowhere JMO pushes Red backwards causing Red to fall out of the window onto the hood of the Van. Lucky Red is a wrestler and kind of broke his fall. Red screamed in pain

You mutha fucka!! Ah My Back!!!

JMO turns around and opens the door into a stomach clutching Trey Blood with a gun in hand.

JMO: Dammit.

They finnally get JMO in the van and Ja is taking Trey to the hospital while Red is driving the van.

Ya lucky ya all surivived man. To bad for Trey though. Our Ambush just whipped out all his pussy pad wearing army.

JMO: Were are you taking me?

To New Jersey baby.

The van drove off towards LAX airport.

[MG]

MG had his mask on with a hoody and he was outside of the warehouse in Newark, NJ. He flew from Japan because he had to go to Cail. The good thing is that XWA had a day of promos, then a tour of House Show, and lastly the Show. Well since they were in Japan that's how things rolled. He walks in and goes up stairs and then goes in the main controll room to see JMO tied up to a wall sleeping. MG smiles.

Yo! *JMO wakes up* What's up? You iight? Huh? *MG slaps him* Wake up nigga!

JMO: What do you want. I'm tied up to a sack on a wall and I get fed soul food by chicks fat asses in bikinis on. I feel fucking great!!

MG walks up to the sack slowly with his hands behind his back. He looks in JMO's eyes.

Everyday I think who is gonna take me down because a drug dealer always has his demise right? I didn't know it would his own father. Shit I should put you out right now. You know what?

MG reaches in his pocket and pulls out his glock 40. He aims it at his fathers head at point blank range. JMO starts to sweat trimendously. MG puts the gun on to his head as JMO eyes follows out of fright. MG face cringes up and then he begans to breakdown and cry. JMO was relieved.

You mutha fucka. *MG turns around and puts his head in his hands* You lucky son of a bitch. *MG starts to laugh* You lucky son of a bitch you. You.. you you. You know your something special if I didn't kill you yet. MG got a conisuis now huh? He he he. You got me crying and shit. The only time I cried is when that Rachel Dawset broke my heart. *MG runs to JMO and strikes him smooth with his gun knocking JMO out* rrrrrrrr........

MG leaves the warehouse to head to cail for court...

[MG]

MG with a tanktop, dress pants and tailored shoes looks at his TV for the only time he ever watches CNN. He had a cold bottle of water in his hand and looked on as the report said MG is free of all charges and jail time. "Ha ha ha, shuuu I love me" He drops back in his lazy boy at his new home he brought in Teaneck, NJ. He was in his room laughing it up at the crime he just got out of. This just made MG feel even more powerful then he already was. He turns the channel to something else while his brother Dios walks into the room.

Eh bro, can have some money? I need it to buy me a car for my date.

MG with out even looking takes out a big stack out of his chair and tosses it to Dios.

Remeber I'm not your brother when you spend this money. I never use drug money unless for it's to get more drug money consider this a treat you not getting anymoney unless it's for books or some shit.

Ok bro thanks!

Yeah yeah.

MG turns somemore channels then spins around in his chair.

Yo, you know you ain't supposed to be here. Mom said for you to not be here unless you get permission from her.

Man I'm 19 I can do whatever I want. Shit she ain't my real mother.

Wanna go back to PR with your real moms?

Hell no, besides why I gotta ask permission

Because both our moms know I handle drugs. They don't want you around that shit. At all. Now you know the cops are gonna be a little suspesion of this house even though it's all from the XWA money. I'm like the 7th highest paid star take it how ever you want it.

Shawn why can't I wrestle for XWA? Maybe I can put in some work for TNN?

Naw man we got XDog, DJT, and Kelon man we...

No I mean selling drugs.

What!! Are you crazy?! Hell no!!!

Well well look at you! You're doing awsome, all the money you making is a killing.

Man stop talking out of ya ass. You ain't doing it.

Come on you're still alive!

I'm the only boss alive!!!! Our father is as good as dead and other so called bosses are under me! Man get the fuck outta my house and don't come here again unless you really get moms permission you fucking sponge!!!

Dios angerly runs out of his house.

Ah yo Red!!! Make sure that sponge as nigga get home safe!!

MG turns a couple of channels

This guy man. Outta his mind boy, oh shit Fresh Prince of Bel-Air is on!

MG answers a ringing phone

Yo.

It Ja. Kevin looks dead.

What?

Yeah man. He ain't moving he fell out when he was suppose to get showered man. He dead man.

Aight I'm down there okay.

MG drives to the warehouse where JMO is at and he goes to the room where he was laying on the floor. Ja was standing there pointing a gun at his head. MG puts his fingers on his neck.

Man this nigga ain't *JMO grabs MG by his neck* Oh shit.

Ja cocks his gun back and aims

No don't shoot! *MG hammerfists him in the face and JMO lets go* Man get yo ass up! The court case is fucking over. Kill him Ja.

Gun shots goes off and MG face gets all awkward.

Those was blank shots!

Oh man I just didn't know what to do cause you said don't kill him I had to scare him some how.

Blam! JMO hits MG with a mean cross and stands on his feet and runs out of the door. Ja follows and begans to shoot his real gun. MG runs out and pushes Ja to the floor.

Bitch now you wanna bring out the real one, it's too fucking late. Don't keep shooting.

By the time MG finshed talking he takes a look at JMO run out of the warehouse.

You know you gotta kill him right.

What? I got CWC house shows to go to.

With what boss?

True.....

You doing it. I got a season to finsh with XWA. Kill him.

MG leaves.

THE END