So Close..

Finger tips.. Fucking Finger tips.. The Feast of the Fallen was his to win. To win a title shot, to prove the doubters wrong, to get...Sweet Jane back.

So close..

So DAMN close..

THUD!!

THUD!!

THUD!!

Colt Montoya pounds on the wall in the medical facility. Security rushes into the room, joining the multiple doctors in trying to calm him down. He's a man possessed. Turning away from them as he pounds on the wall again, severe bruising is on his back from the chair shots. The dried blood above his eye from being slammed face first on the outside. He's a wounded animal. 

Colt Montoya
WHERE IS HE?!

Security grabs onto Colt, trying to restrain him. A doctor steps in.

Doctor
Calm down, Mr. Montoya. You're obviously hurt, we're trying to help you. 

Colt Montoya
You're trying, I can respect that.

A brief moment of calm, immediately replaced by anger follows in as Colt punches a security guard in the face. Two other guards jump in, grabbing onto the wounded beast. It's all for not, however, as Colt runs one into the wall, before socking another guard in the face. He storms over to the doctor, grabbing him by the collar. The anger drives Colt into shoving the Doctor into the wall, lifting him up.

Colt Montoya
You want me to be calm? You want to help me? Find that son of a bitch... Find both of them. 

His wild eyes stare holes into the soul of the Doctor. 

Doctor
Sir, put me down! What do you mean both?

Ready to strike the Doctor again, Colt suddenly pauses, feeling a pain in his back. He lowers the doctor to the floor, feeling the intense pain. He looks behind him, noticing prongs digging into his skin. Attached to those prongs are a stun gun being used by one of the security guards. The pain intensifies as Colt turns towards the guard.

Colt Montoya
I'm going to get you, bitch! 

Colt's body begins to twitch as he staggers toward the the guard. A second set of prongs dig into his side, causing the wild Cowboy to shout frantically. He drops to a knee, trying to pull the prongs out, before collapsing. Security moves in quickly, removing the prongs from him, and dragging him to the hospital bed. The Doctor holds his neck, looking at Colt. 

Doctor
We need to get him sedated. Find what ever the hell he's looking for. He's obviously taken a lot of damage, just figure it out, please. 

Two security members look at each other out of confusion and exit the room. The last security guard stands with the Doctor, who readies the sedative.

What could drive this man into such madness? The win in Feast of the Fallen should have been academic, but Jay Jones ruined it all. With each strike of the chair, Jones put a nail in the coffin of that dream. Did Jones work alone? Who attacked Jimmy Johnson, was it him too? Did Akuma have a plot of revenge against Colt for Chapter 12? So many questions, no answers. 

While those will go without punishment from most, they will receive it by one. When Colt wakes up, there's a reckoning on the way.