Sooner rather than later he would.

"JOE, OPEN YOUR FUCKING DOOR!" Token Weed shouted as he pulled out his glock placing it directly up against the lock and pulling the trigger blowing the locking mechanism to small peices of shrapnel. Token lifted his leg up and kicked hard pushing the door open as the lock dropped to the floor. He glared around the house, the marble floors glistened, the Asylum emblem, the fuckhead was planted directly in the middle of the floor. A long winding spiral staircase looked at Token, he'd started up and then moved back down.Token looked at the fuckhead and sneered, he needed to find Joe.

THUD.

Which didn't take long, Joe naturally being curious removed his rear from the recliner it had been planted in for the past 6 hours, making sure to take his bottle of whiskey with him. Joe walked towards the front door until he tripped over his own two feet sending himself crashing to the floor, the noise instantly had Token shoot around and run over to Joe. Joe looked up at Token and frowned. Campbell was a wreck, he had a hawiian shirt on un bottoned, with khaki shorts that smelled like Joe had been wearing them for about two weeks. His goatee, was slowly on it's way to becoming a beard. Token just sighed as he looked down at Joe.

"Get up" Token stated bluntly as he looked down at Joe, who managed to push himself up to his feet. Token instantly grabbed up Joe by his collar and threw him across the room sending Joe crashing down onto the fuckhead symbol.

"Joe! What the FUCK does that MEAN to YOU!?" Token shouted as he grabbed Joe by the head and planted his face up against it. "It means fucking headaches and hassle, good riddance to it." Joe slurred in a drunken state... spitting down on the fuckhead logo before him. Token sneered gripping Joe by the back of the head and crushing his face into the logo.

"Joe, three fuckin years people have given their fucking lives for this place, three fucking years Joe! The past two years of my life I was in that fucking cage!" Token shouted as he slammed Joe's head into the logo once more this time sending blood across the marble ground. Token, making a point to drag Joe and leave a smear, took Joe over to the wall where a grand father clock sat, with a table directly beside it. Token reached over grabbing the vase, Joe looked up in horror as Token brought it down and smashed it into a thousand pieces. Joe instantly slumped down once more, as Token walked over and stood behind the clock.

"Is this enough of a headache!" Token shouted to Joe as he pushed the clock over letting it land in the middle of Joe's back. Joe let out a scream before looking up at Weed. "Fuck you Williams." Campbell said spatting up at him, "I'll never let that place run another bloody fuckin show... I'm sick of it." Joe said sternly as Token brought a boot down across Joe's head. Token picked the clock up and threw down hard letting it crack on the marble floors.

Token reached down and gripped Joe by his hair and once more dragged him, continuing the smear up onto the stairs which had a beautiful white carpet on them. Token continued dragging Joe up the stairs before finally tossing him blindly into Joe's bed room. Token entered, and glared at the bed, a young women.

The perfect whore for Joe Campbell. Token reached into his waist band and pulled out his glock he pointed it at Joe.

"Make her get on top of you Joe." Token stated, Joe was quick to get up and throw the girl on top of him. "Sit her up Joe." Token stated, the gun still in hand. The girl sat up and began to undo Joe's pants, until another resounding bang echoed through the house as a bullet shot through her neck and blew out the other side getting smacked into the head board of the bed.

"Joe, look into her eyes, look at her struggle to live! Her like so many others have died for you, this is the first one you've been up close and personal with to listen as she takes her dying breaths, her last few before her body goes cold, Joe, every fighter in the Asylum has been to the same point she is at right now, before." Token stated as he looked down and finally pulled the girl off of Joe and tossed her up against a dresser.

Joe looked up at Token and sighed, "You cunt... those sheets cost a fortune, you know how hard it is to clean out blood and get rid of bodies." Joe stated, he was going to open his mouth again, but Token brought a right hand down drilling him in his blood covered face.

Token glanced over noticing a window with a balcony he walked over and kicked the glass doors open letting them shatter before he went back to the bed and grabbed Joe by his blood drenched hair. He dragged him over through the broken glass and finally grabbed ahold of his neck. Token looked over the edge and grinned a brief smile as he lifted Joe into the air by his neck and held him over the balcony. Joe began to kick his feet, he realized this was serious.

"Joe, you don't want to take some fucking responsibility?" Token stated punching Joe in the mouth.

"Fine then, I'll get the belt back, I'll put tA back on it's feet, and I'll make sure Kinkade finds his way into a fucking grave." Token said once again.

"Fair enough cunt." Joe replied "But on your head be it... the last couple of people that went up against Kinkade didn't come out of things too well, Freak still can't stand up properly and Dez still has twenty stitches in his face, you want the responsibility? Fucking take it."

"Fine Joe, I'll take it, and I'll show ya Kinkade is NOTHING!" Token stated screaming at Joe and continued glaring.

"Now are you gonna put me down, or what?" Joe asked looking at Token.

"Yeah." Token said dropping Joe over the edge of the balcony.

SPLASH!

"FUCK YOU WILLIAMS! FUCK YOU!" Token could hear Joe's screaming, and he just cracked a smile, he had work to do.