Post by Chase Michaels on Apr 27, 2014 16:53:07 GMT -5
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Location: Buffalo, New York.
Time: Earlier Today
Off Camera
The scene opens up at the Buffalo, New York chapter club house. I'm sitting outside the club house on a bench dressed in a pair of jeans, black military spec boots and my black Harley-Davidson Men's Evolution Waterproof Leather Jacket with my Saints of Anarchy cut over the top and a black slouch beanie hat. I'm sitting browsing through the pictures on my phone with a mug of tea sitting on the bench beside me. All of a sudden I hear the familiar engine sounds of several Harleys entering the lot. I keep my head down as I'm a guest of the chapter so I don't want to cause the local Saints any trouble. I continue browsing the photos on my phone of myself and Aeryn when I notice the sound of footsteps heading in my direction. As I look up I see Big Pete the President of the local Saints chapter.
Pete: It's good to see you young blood!
I get up and we share a manly hug as he pats me on the back.
Pete: Sorry we weren't here to greet you personally was on a delivery run!
Chase: No problem, hope you don't mind but one of the old ladies inside made me a cup of tea?
Pete smiles at me.
Pete: Our house is your house... Always has and always will be...
Irish: Ah look what the cat dragged in!
I look over and see Irish standing, he immediately walks over and wraps his arms around me lifting me off my feet as he does.
Irish: It's good to see you boyo!
Chase: Nice to see you as well you old Irish bastard!
We both laugh.
Chase: What you doing up here?
Irish: Lending the boys a hand with recruitment plus home was getting a bit crowded...
Chase: It's good to see you man...
All of a sudden we both turn as we both hear the familiar engine sound and we look towards the entrance to the lot and see Caine, Ryan, Jimmy and a few others who I don't quite recognise we watch as they pull their Harleys up and head over towards the club house.
Caine: Well look what we have here, my step nephew and my good old friend Callen! We've been missing you boys back in Redwood, guess it's true if you can't take the heat become a Nomad!
I feign a fake smile.
Chase: If it isn't my uncle in law...
I look over at Ryan and notice the V President patch on his cut.
Chase: Congratulations on the promotion, I hope it was worth it!
I look at Ryan with distaste as he complete blanks me...
Caine: Now that the reunion is over Pete we have club business to talk about, I hope you Nomads don't mind waiting out here! It's chapter to chapter business you understand?
Both me and Irish feign smiles and go to head back over to the bench while Pete has some of the local Saints show Caine and the others inside. Before Pete enters he comes over to us.
Pete: You two going to hang around so we can catch up for a bit afterwards?
I looks at me and then back at Pete.
Irish: Sure man and just remember what I said to you earlier...
Pete: Always brother...
Pete heads inside the club house as we take a seat on the bench.
Irish: I meant to tell you...
Chase: About?
Irish: About Ryan becoming Vice President...
Chase: Ah it's just Caine keep him close... After the shit he pulled I tired of caring... Ryan's a grown man, he's made his own bed with the devil now he has to sleep in it!
Irish: Listen I'm saying this not to start shit but he was like your blood brother...
Chase: Key word was... Listen I respect what you're attempting to do but what he did to Aeryn is unforgivable...
Irish: I can't blame you for that no one can... But why are you letting him get away with it... The club has it's own laws...
Chase: As much as I hate him, he was my blood brother and he is my kin... And we both know the punishment for what he did but in Kensi's memory I want do anything to cause him harm... I owe her that much...
Irish: At least one of you has some honour...
Irish smiles at me which cause me to look at him and laugh..
Chase: What?
Irish: You remind me of your father, god rest his soul... Despite everything he would be proud of his boy...
I start to laugh.
Chase: Don't be getting all sentimental on me now you old Irish bastard...
We both laugh.
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Location:Air Canada Centre in Toronto, Canada
Time: Today.
On Camera
The scene reopens on the Air Canada Centre, I can be seen sitting on my Harley-Davidson Dyna Super Glide Sport, like earlier I'm dressed in a pair of jeans, black military spec boots and my black Harley-Davidson Men's Evolution Waterproof Leather Jacket with my Saints of Anarchy cut over the top and a black slouch beanie hat.
Chase: So this week I'm facing off against Endorphin, Red Dragon and Adam Young in another 6 man tag cluster fuck match as I'm teaming with Doc Henry and the new girl Alicia Ikizi. I guess I can't blame anyone but myself for being in this situation, hell some may say I'm lucky to even being in this match. I mean since I've been in WCF I've lost more matches than I've won and every time I seem to be getting somewhere I get put in a big match and then drop the ball completely. I faced that country bumpkin Caleb for a shot at the Television Title and lost, I faced Waylon Cash and I lost, I faced Stifler Black and Cormack McScottish in the Trilogy Cup tournament and I lost! And then last week I faced Zombie McFlurry, Terry Roberts and the Australian Freshener Brent Alpine and I lost... But you see unlike so many competitors that when things started turning bad would of called it a day and got the hell out of dodge... Hell Caleb has disappeared off of the planet... Zombie lost to Lilith and disappeared... Terry Roberts disappeared and then that whole high school drama shit with The Australian Air Freshener Alpine, did he die or is did he not bullshit... Unlike all of them I didn't tuck my tail between my legs and run for the hills... No I continued to persevere... I continued to fight on despite all the abuse that was thrown my way not only by my opponents but by little bitches like Caliban on the internet... You see I've had shit thrown my way my entire life... Some because of who I was, some for the way I looked or some for the choices I made... But instead of running away like some bitch I continued to persevere... I continued to survive not only the verbal abuse but the physical abuse that was thrown my way...
I pause for a second.
Chase: You see like I said last week I've survived more abuse than any person should be capable of... The fact I'm still walking and talking today defies belief... Some people may say it's a miracle... Some say that I'm just lucky... Me I think it's just simple cause despite everything I've been through I refuse to be broken... I refused to die... Cause I'm a survivor... Sure there has been times when I stared defeat in the face, hell there's been times where I've stared death in the face but rather than give in, I spat right in their faces... I'm not going to lie but there's been time I've wished for death to come and grant me some peace... But you see I've got to many relying on me to give up... So to me there is no giving up, there is no calling it a day and tucking my tail in between my legs and sulking off back to home a defeated man... Well you kind of need a home to return to... But for me there is no quitting and unlike so many there is no excuses I realise it could be easy of me to bitch and stay that I didn't lose last week or start to come up with some bullshit excuse the fact of the matter is I took my eyes of the match and I lost... No one to blame but myself... So this week... My eyes are firmly fixed on my opponents...
I smirk.
Chase: Now I could come up with some cliché bullshit and warn my opponents that it's a new Lone Wolf that they're facing... A new focused, more vicious, more cunning and more dangerous Lone Wolf.. But you see that's no me... You see I'm the Lone Wolf and despite all the wins and loses... Despite all the shit that I've endured I'm still the same Lone Wolf, I'm still the most vicious, cunning and dangerous animal that the wrestling business has ever seen... So Endorphin, Red Dragon and Adam Young beware... This week you're facing that predator that may no appear to be dangerous but when The Hunt starts... He's the most dangerous, cunning and dangerous hunter you will ever face... Cause when it comes to survival... The Lone Wolf reigns supreme...
I smirk.
Chase: To Doc Henry and Alicia Ikizi you focus on doing your jobs in that ring and we won't have a problem... If you fail then we will have a problem... And to Endorphin, Red Dragon and Adam Young I've said this many time before but I want you to know exactly what you're stepping in that ring with come our match... You are stepping in with a Wolf that will happily tear your damn head off because it's not for business or personal but because he damn well wants to... This week you're stepping in the ring with me and I am the Lone Wolf... And I don't care who it is that steps in the ring with me... To me you're just the next thing to overcome and survive... So if anyone thinks I'm ever going to roll over and play dead so that they can use me to send a message to the rest of the roster then...
I look direct into the camera with a cold stare.
Chase: They'll be DEAD wrong... I've come here for a fight... I don't care if I win or lose... All I've every cared about providing for me and mine... So be warned when you step in the ring with me the biggest mistake of your life will be to underestimate me and think I'll roll over and play dead... And the message that will be heard won't be the one you want as it will remain the same I send out every time I step in that ring ... I'm the Lone Wolf... So do what ever you want... Say whatever you want... It doesn't matter to me cause come Aftermath the hunt is on... And it's survive if I let you!
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Location: Buffalo, New York.
Time: Earlier Today
Off Camera
The scene opens up at the Buffalo, New York chapter club house. I'm sitting outside the club house on a bench dressed in a pair of jeans, black military spec boots and my black Harley-Davidson Men's Evolution Waterproof Leather Jacket with my Saints of Anarchy cut over the top and a black slouch beanie hat. I'm sitting browsing through the pictures on my phone with a mug of tea sitting on the bench beside me. All of a sudden I hear the familiar engine sounds of several Harleys entering the lot. I keep my head down as I'm a guest of the chapter so I don't want to cause the local Saints any trouble. I continue browsing the photos on my phone of myself and Aeryn when I notice the sound of footsteps heading in my direction. As I look up I see Big Pete the President of the local Saints chapter.
Pete: It's good to see you young blood!
I get up and we share a manly hug as he pats me on the back.
Pete: Sorry we weren't here to greet you personally was on a delivery run!
Chase: No problem, hope you don't mind but one of the old ladies inside made me a cup of tea?
Pete smiles at me.
Pete: Our house is your house... Always has and always will be...
Irish: Ah look what the cat dragged in!
I look over and see Irish standing, he immediately walks over and wraps his arms around me lifting me off my feet as he does.
Irish: It's good to see you boyo!
Chase: Nice to see you as well you old Irish bastard!
We both laugh.
Chase: What you doing up here?
Irish: Lending the boys a hand with recruitment plus home was getting a bit crowded...
Chase: It's good to see you man...
All of a sudden we both turn as we both hear the familiar engine sound and we look towards the entrance to the lot and see Caine, Ryan, Jimmy and a few others who I don't quite recognise we watch as they pull their Harleys up and head over towards the club house.
Caine: Well look what we have here, my step nephew and my good old friend Callen! We've been missing you boys back in Redwood, guess it's true if you can't take the heat become a Nomad!
I feign a fake smile.
Chase: If it isn't my uncle in law...
I look over at Ryan and notice the V President patch on his cut.
Chase: Congratulations on the promotion, I hope it was worth it!
I look at Ryan with distaste as he complete blanks me...
Caine: Now that the reunion is over Pete we have club business to talk about, I hope you Nomads don't mind waiting out here! It's chapter to chapter business you understand?
Both me and Irish feign smiles and go to head back over to the bench while Pete has some of the local Saints show Caine and the others inside. Before Pete enters he comes over to us.
Pete: You two going to hang around so we can catch up for a bit afterwards?
I looks at me and then back at Pete.
Irish: Sure man and just remember what I said to you earlier...
Pete: Always brother...
Pete heads inside the club house as we take a seat on the bench.
Irish: I meant to tell you...
Chase: About?
Irish: About Ryan becoming Vice President...
Chase: Ah it's just Caine keep him close... After the shit he pulled I tired of caring... Ryan's a grown man, he's made his own bed with the devil now he has to sleep in it!
Irish: Listen I'm saying this not to start shit but he was like your blood brother...
Chase: Key word was... Listen I respect what you're attempting to do but what he did to Aeryn is unforgivable...
Irish: I can't blame you for that no one can... But why are you letting him get away with it... The club has it's own laws...
Chase: As much as I hate him, he was my blood brother and he is my kin... And we both know the punishment for what he did but in Kensi's memory I want do anything to cause him harm... I owe her that much...
Irish: At least one of you has some honour...
Irish smiles at me which cause me to look at him and laugh..
Chase: What?
Irish: You remind me of your father, god rest his soul... Despite everything he would be proud of his boy...
I start to laugh.
Chase: Don't be getting all sentimental on me now you old Irish bastard...
We both laugh.
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Location:Air Canada Centre in Toronto, Canada
Time: Today.
On Camera
The scene reopens on the Air Canada Centre, I can be seen sitting on my Harley-Davidson Dyna Super Glide Sport, like earlier I'm dressed in a pair of jeans, black military spec boots and my black Harley-Davidson Men's Evolution Waterproof Leather Jacket with my Saints of Anarchy cut over the top and a black slouch beanie hat.
Chase: So this week I'm facing off against Endorphin, Red Dragon and Adam Young in another 6 man tag cluster fuck match as I'm teaming with Doc Henry and the new girl Alicia Ikizi. I guess I can't blame anyone but myself for being in this situation, hell some may say I'm lucky to even being in this match. I mean since I've been in WCF I've lost more matches than I've won and every time I seem to be getting somewhere I get put in a big match and then drop the ball completely. I faced that country bumpkin Caleb for a shot at the Television Title and lost, I faced Waylon Cash and I lost, I faced Stifler Black and Cormack McScottish in the Trilogy Cup tournament and I lost! And then last week I faced Zombie McFlurry, Terry Roberts and the Australian Freshener Brent Alpine and I lost... But you see unlike so many competitors that when things started turning bad would of called it a day and got the hell out of dodge... Hell Caleb has disappeared off of the planet... Zombie lost to Lilith and disappeared... Terry Roberts disappeared and then that whole high school drama shit with The Australian Air Freshener Alpine, did he die or is did he not bullshit... Unlike all of them I didn't tuck my tail between my legs and run for the hills... No I continued to persevere... I continued to fight on despite all the abuse that was thrown my way not only by my opponents but by little bitches like Caliban on the internet... You see I've had shit thrown my way my entire life... Some because of who I was, some for the way I looked or some for the choices I made... But instead of running away like some bitch I continued to persevere... I continued to survive not only the verbal abuse but the physical abuse that was thrown my way...
I pause for a second.
Chase: You see like I said last week I've survived more abuse than any person should be capable of... The fact I'm still walking and talking today defies belief... Some people may say it's a miracle... Some say that I'm just lucky... Me I think it's just simple cause despite everything I've been through I refuse to be broken... I refused to die... Cause I'm a survivor... Sure there has been times when I stared defeat in the face, hell there's been times where I've stared death in the face but rather than give in, I spat right in their faces... I'm not going to lie but there's been time I've wished for death to come and grant me some peace... But you see I've got to many relying on me to give up... So to me there is no giving up, there is no calling it a day and tucking my tail in between my legs and sulking off back to home a defeated man... Well you kind of need a home to return to... But for me there is no quitting and unlike so many there is no excuses I realise it could be easy of me to bitch and stay that I didn't lose last week or start to come up with some bullshit excuse the fact of the matter is I took my eyes of the match and I lost... No one to blame but myself... So this week... My eyes are firmly fixed on my opponents...
I smirk.
Chase: Now I could come up with some cliché bullshit and warn my opponents that it's a new Lone Wolf that they're facing... A new focused, more vicious, more cunning and more dangerous Lone Wolf.. But you see that's no me... You see I'm the Lone Wolf and despite all the wins and loses... Despite all the shit that I've endured I'm still the same Lone Wolf, I'm still the most vicious, cunning and dangerous animal that the wrestling business has ever seen... So Endorphin, Red Dragon and Adam Young beware... This week you're facing that predator that may no appear to be dangerous but when The Hunt starts... He's the most dangerous, cunning and dangerous hunter you will ever face... Cause when it comes to survival... The Lone Wolf reigns supreme...
I smirk.
Chase: To Doc Henry and Alicia Ikizi you focus on doing your jobs in that ring and we won't have a problem... If you fail then we will have a problem... And to Endorphin, Red Dragon and Adam Young I've said this many time before but I want you to know exactly what you're stepping in that ring with come our match... You are stepping in with a Wolf that will happily tear your damn head off because it's not for business or personal but because he damn well wants to... This week you're stepping in the ring with me and I am the Lone Wolf... And I don't care who it is that steps in the ring with me... To me you're just the next thing to overcome and survive... So if anyone thinks I'm ever going to roll over and play dead so that they can use me to send a message to the rest of the roster then...
I look direct into the camera with a cold stare.
Chase: They'll be DEAD wrong... I've come here for a fight... I don't care if I win or lose... All I've every cared about providing for me and mine... So be warned when you step in the ring with me the biggest mistake of your life will be to underestimate me and think I'll roll over and play dead... And the message that will be heard won't be the one you want as it will remain the same I send out every time I step in that ring ... I'm the Lone Wolf... So do what ever you want... Say whatever you want... It doesn't matter to me cause come Aftermath the hunt is on... And it's survive if I let you!
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