Post by Jackson White on Sept 5, 2015 7:15:26 GMT -5
Press Conference in New York City
9PM
There are tons of journalists on a press conference. Some are sitting, waiting for the interviewed to come, others are standing talking to a camera and others are just touching-up their make-up and testing their diction. After a few minutes, Jackson White appeared and sat in front of them.
Jackson: Good evening everyone, you can start asking questions. I just hope this doesn’t take too long, I am busy tonight.
The journalists quickly raised their hands to ask some questions. Jackson chose the one who was just in front of him.
Journalist: What do you have to say about your tag-team match at Revenge and Logan’s attack afterwards?
Jackson smiled before answering the question.
Jackson: I was not involved in a tag-team match.
Journalist: What do you mean? You faced Jeff Purse and Jay Omega tagging with Ultimate Destroyer.
Jackson: That was Jackson White against Omega and Purse. Ultimate Destroyer cost us the match and I’ve never seen a weaker wrestler than him. But well, it doesn’t matter. Like always, I had a good performance and my partner ended up screwing everything. Of course Pantheon’s tag team ran away the second I grabbed a chair to attack them. I was and am angry. I’m sick of the old wrestlers trying to take the place of the new ones. I want them to let us be successful too. It seems they are jealous and mad at us.
There’s an expression in my country that translated means “The cap fitted on him”. It means that when we say something, someone thought it was meant for him. That’s what happened to Logan. I was not talking about him! I was talking about every single wrestler in WCF that is greedy and wants even more when they’ve already have what they deserved. That’s the case of Purse, Omega and Logan. Do you think they will win more than they’ve already have? Of course not! Logan has already done some impressive matches and he has won many titles but his time is up!
None of them understand their careers are not going anywhere. Logan attacking me only showed that he was hurt by truth. He didn’t want to believe that he was not capable of winning hard caliber titles anymore. He couldn’t handle the fact that there are younger wrestlers and WCF newcomers that are winning important belts and he’s just a useless veteran sitting on his couch watching wrestling matches. That’s why he attacked me: he’s jealous of me. I still have my entire career ahead of me and I have plenty of chances to win titles. He hasn’t. His time to be successful is over.
But wait! He has a chance against David Sanchez for the US Title! Please… David will obviously retain. I have no doubts about that. Revenge may have been transmitted on WCF Network last Sunday but I still have to avenge my own integrity. How the hell did he dare to attack me like that after my match? Who gave him the right to do that? Just because he’s a former WCF World Champion? Just because he won WAR? Fuck him!
There was an awkward silence in the room. The journalists were a bit concerned that Jackson was too aggressive. But well, he’s a wrestler isn’t he? Those words would probably give the press profit. Another journalist raised his hand and Jackson nodded so he could ask him another question.
Journalist: You switched a few words with Wade Moor on Twitter regarding Scarecrow’s death. What do you have to say about that?
Jackson: That’s a delicate subject. As you know, I watched my father being shot a few years ago. That was the most terrifying moment in my life. I still remember it as it happened yesterday. The thief yelling at us, telling us to raise our hands, my dad trying to reach his wallet to give him and that monster… That monster pulled the trigger… He hit my father in front of me…
Jackson stopped talking and took a deep breath.
Jackson: But you asked about Scarecrow. Do you know why I got angry at Wade? Because as I’ve said lots of times there are lots of lunatics in this company but none of them wished someone to die. If that unknown person didn’t appear to push Crow into the floor, Wade would have pushed him. I’m sure he would, he even admitted that he wants to find who assassinated the former Internet Champion so he can kill him. He is mad that he was not the one who killed Crow. Does it make any sense to you? Of course not! This is really serious! Seth must fire Wade immediately. He’s even considering himself the Internet Champion when he is not! He doesn’t deserve that title! He deserves to be locked in an asylum. No, he deserves to be thrown in a pit and left there to rot. That title should be handled to someone who is a true passionate person for this sport.
Journalist: Are you implying that you deserve the Internet Title?
Jackson: I’m not implying, I am affirming. You see, I’ve had many shots for that title since I joined WCF. I was always really close of winning it so why Seth doesn’t gives me a chance? I’m sure I wouldn’t waste it.
Another journalist raised his hand and Jackson allowed him to ask a question.
Journalist: What is your opinion about your next opponent, Legion?
Jackson smiled and laughed. He then started to laugh like crazy, it looked like he had smoked a joint. No, it looked like he was high and had just watched a funny video of people falling on Youtube. No, it looked like he was smoking a joint while watching people falling on Youtube. Every journalist started to look around not understanding what was going on. The journalist that asked that question interrupted Jackson’s laugh.
Journalist: Jackson can you please answer my question?
Jackson was crying from laughing. He cleaned his tears from his face and gave a few laughs before recomposing himself. He coughed and then started to imitate a pig.
Jackson: This is Legion. He’s not only a pig farmer as he’s a pig too. Pigs eat everything you put ahead of them. You give them 10 pounds of food, they run to eat it. You give them 1000 pounds of food, they run to eat it. Legion is greedy and obsessed. He sees an opponent to attack and he doesn’t think twice, he just attacks them. That may sound good at first, but it is bad. You see, counter-attacks are essential in Wrestling. If I fake to be hurt or not to be expecting an attack from him, I’m sure he’ll be careless and he’ll run towards me. That’s just an offer for me to hit my The Destroyer and end the match.
Besides that, he’s like the most ridiculous wrestler I’ve seen, except, of course, for the Hotdog Kings. I mean, what’s a country dude that takes care of pigs, the most disgusting animal in Nature, doing in the best wrestling company in the entire Universe? What is he? A psycho that has a fetish with pigs? I searched the web and there’s actually a name for people who are turned on by pigs. The name is Legion. Funny coincidence that my opponent as the same name as people who enjoy having sex with pigs.
But I don’t know what scares me the most, the fact that there’s a possibility that he is a pig farmer because he likes pigs or because he hates pigs. Is he hurting those poor animals? I mean, they’re gross, but they’re living beings anyway! If he kills them to eat that’s one thing, but if he tortures and assassinates them for fun that’s unacceptable and he should be punished. People from the Animal’s Associations, please be careful about Legion, he may use his awful wrestling skills to try to hurt pigs. But he’s such a weak wrestler that maybe a pig would beat him on a fight.
I’m not just saying he’s a horrible wrestler because I’m facing him on Slam, I mean, what has he shown since he joined WCF? On his debut match he tied with another newcomer that nobody cares about and then he defeated him on Revenge because he didn’t show up. Isn’t that ridiculous? Why should I respect a man that has this ridiculous start? When I joined WCF I tagged with the current WCF World Champion and then had a shot at the Internet Title. That’s a pretty great start for a newcomer. Seth actually saw talent in me. I don’t think I can say the same thing about Legion.
When I was a kid I used to hear a story called “The three little pigs” in which the three pigs had different houses. One of them was more intelligent and built a stronger house so the wolf couldn’t eat him. The other two pigs didn’t follow the third pig’s advice and their houses were destroyed so they ended up hiding from the wolf on the older pig’s house. This Sunday, that story will be different. I am hungry for wins like that wolf was for meat and instead of blowing against Legion I will punch him right in the face and I will show no mercy. Do you know why? Because Legion doesn’t have an older and smarter pig to help him. He has nobody except for his dumb, useless, nasty, noisy, annoying, dirty pigs. He has nobody else on his miserable and boring life. I will just kick his ass back to his farm.
Nobody even wants him on the city! He is needed on the country taking care of pigs to provide the important bacon to the American people. Don’t you all see what’s going on? Legion is the most unwanted wrestler in WCF. Farmers are essential but nobody wants to be one. Fortunately, my opponent for Slam enjoys murdering pigs and feeding them until they’re fat enough to kill. Legion should stop being a wrestler and dedicate to be the best civilized people’s slave. That’s the only reason Americans care about Legion! He’s their Bacon Dealer. Yeah, it should be considered a drug since it harms and kill people if consumed exaggeratedly. But Legion doesn’t care, he’s only happy if their pigs are happy. Or maybe he’s only happy if Beatrice is happy. I bet he’s in love with her. My grandma used to tell me that “Love doesn’t choose ages” but in Legion’s case, Love doesn’t choose species.
Journalist: You complain because American people treat you differently because you’re a foreigner and now you are criticizing Legion just because he’s a farmer?
Jackson: It’s completely different. Even though I lived in USA since I was a little kid sometimes it’s hard for you patriot, xenophobic assholes to treat me as one of you. You separate strictly true Americans from the rest of the world. I divide harshly good wrestlers from bad wrestlers and I don’t see a good future on Legion. I’m just advising him to do what he does best: Taking care of pigs and having a dreary life. That’s not difficult to understand, isn’t it? Or are you a dumb journalist like every single one of you is? Yeah, you heard me right, you’re all dumb and you just want to find people’s secrets and gossip. That’s what you do.
The journalists started to murmuring as Jackson got up and left the press conference.
The next day…
Jackson’s apartment
9AM
Jackson was sleeping on his bed and was woken up by the doorbell. He got up angry because he needed to get some rest and there was a fucking asshole that was waking him up so early. He was only wearing boxers and didn’t care to dress something. He opened the door and it was Matt.
Jackson: Why are you waking me up so early? What the fuck do you want?
Matt: Just let me in Jackson, please. I am not here to argue.
Jackson: For fuck’s sake. Fine.
Jackson let Matt in and closed the door. He crossed his arms, waiting for Matt to tell him what was going on.
Matt: I’m here to apologize. I didn’t know that you were spying the detective. I thought you were spying my father for some reason.
Jackson: Yeah, because I gave you lots of reasons not to trust me.
Matt: No, you didn’t. You’re right. I am a fucking monster. I have no decent values. I murder, blackmail, beat, torture and kidnap people. I followed my dad’s steps like a sheep in the middle of a herd. And yes, it seems that I have two different personalities. One is a corporative man and the other is a criminal. But let’s take a look at you. Aren’t you a fucking scumbag too? Aren’t you a piece of shit like me?
Jackson: No, I’m not.
Matt: Yes, you are! You’ve been doing some bad stuff to find your dad’s murderer. Let me tell you a few examples. You beat the crap out of an innocent and honest detective just because you thought her daughter had something to do with your father’s assassination, you’ve been chasing and beating up NY Kings’ members, you negotiated with a criminal hacker and bought a device just because you think Charles Robinson is lying. Besides that and the worst part is, even though you hate me and my business you offered to be my bodyguard just because you want to “interrogate” as you said, some NY Kings’ members. Aren’t you a fucking worthless pig like me?
Jackson: I’m not a pig you dumbass.
Matt: What? That’s the only thing you’ve got to say about what I’ve just told you?
Jackson: Yes. I am aware that I’ve been doing some bad things, but that doesn’t compare to what you’ve done. I am not a murderer and I am not a pig.
Matt: Are you saying that just because you’ll be fighting a pig farmer on your next match?
Jackson: Yes.
Matt: Whatever. I just want to be okay with you man. I mean, I know we’ll never be okay, but at least, I want us to work together to end the NY Kings.
Jackson: Fine. I’ll just let go the fact that you tried to punch me and failed completely.
Matt: Well, that’s why I let you be my bodyguard. Is the deal still on?
Jackson: Yes, it is.
Matt reached his hand towards Jackson and he gave him a handshake. Matt was going to hug him, but Jackson fell back. Matt looked at him feeling really awkward and then just looked down, leaving the apartment. Jackson went to the wall in which he keeps some newspaper articles and other information regarding his father’s murderer. He stood there, looking at every single paper without moving any muscle and without saying any word. He was just thinking about all the possibilities. There was something that was not right. First, why did the thief shot them if his dad was reaching his wallet? Maybe he thought that was a gun… But why did he shot Jackson after he killed his dad? To leave no witnesses? His face was covered, Jackson couldn’t identify him.
Jackson: I’m not reaching any place father. Maybe I have to insist on chasing Charles Robinson. He may have some important answers that I need to solve this case. But what if he hasn’t? What if I’m being paranoid and all of this won’t lead to anything? I don’t know anything anymore dad… Am I a bad guy after all? Am I crazy? Is this nonsense? Is Matt right? Am I doing some evil stuff just to catch your murderer? Answer me! Help me with his father! You’re the only one who can tell me what I have to do… I am alone, father. I have Jennifer, yes, and she makes me really happy, but I needed you here… I needed you by my side.
At least my Wrestling career is finally making some sense. WAR is coming and I have to proof I am able to have a fantastic performance. I realize I won’t be able to win it, it is too soon, but maybe if I can be close to it like I was on the Ultimate Ninth Battle Royal… We’ll see. Now I have to worry about Legion. He’s a farmer in a wresting company, ridiculous huh? Sorry dad. I know you always told me to respect the humble and the country people, since they work hard to provide the city people the food we need. But Legion is not a humble man! He’s a cocky son of a bitch who thinks he’s better than all of us just because he’s different. He’s tall and heavy and I recognize he may work hard to accomplish his goals, after all, taking care of pigs must be reaaaaally hard. However, he arrived WCF thinking he was going to beat everyone but that is not going to happen dad. I won’t let him do that. I need this win and I have to show WCF newcomers that I am on a different level than them. Besides, I have to show Logan and the others veterans that I am an ascending WCF star.
In a few years the media will only talk about how Jackson White defeated Logan, one of the best ever in this company. They will talk about how I showed courage and a warrior spirit on every single match I faced. They will mention every single title I won and how I did it. But do you know what they won’t talk about? My win against Legion. Do you know why? Because it won’t matter! He’s just a jobber that may leave WCF soon, like it happens to so many people that have a few matches here on WCF. He still has a lot to proof since those two matches he fought one were inconclusive regarding his abilities. He has no credibility, no friends and the fans hate him! I’m sure that a peasant like him feels depressed about it. I mean, why did he come here? Think about it dad! Wouldn’t you feel lonely if you were constantly just taking care of pigs without talking to anyone else? I would… And the worst part is that the loneliness persisted after he came to WCF. He’s weird, nobody wants to hang out with him! I know I am strange too, but the difference is that I don’t give a shit about popularity!
But well, I’m just digressing. What matters is that Legion is a pawn for my goals to be achieved. If Seth sees that I dominated Legion completely he’ll understand that I am on a different level than the others newcomers and he’ll give me more chances. I know he will. And when he gives me that shot, I will not waste it. I’ll be the best champion on this fucking company. You’ll see.
Jackson looked up and waited for some sign from his father. What he received was silence and a small and fresh breeze that came from an opened window. Suddenly, his phone vibrated. He had received a SMS from an unknown number. He opened it and it said “We need to talk. Charles Robinson.”
9PM
There are tons of journalists on a press conference. Some are sitting, waiting for the interviewed to come, others are standing talking to a camera and others are just touching-up their make-up and testing their diction. After a few minutes, Jackson White appeared and sat in front of them.
Jackson: Good evening everyone, you can start asking questions. I just hope this doesn’t take too long, I am busy tonight.
The journalists quickly raised their hands to ask some questions. Jackson chose the one who was just in front of him.
Journalist: What do you have to say about your tag-team match at Revenge and Logan’s attack afterwards?
Jackson smiled before answering the question.
Jackson: I was not involved in a tag-team match.
Journalist: What do you mean? You faced Jeff Purse and Jay Omega tagging with Ultimate Destroyer.
Jackson: That was Jackson White against Omega and Purse. Ultimate Destroyer cost us the match and I’ve never seen a weaker wrestler than him. But well, it doesn’t matter. Like always, I had a good performance and my partner ended up screwing everything. Of course Pantheon’s tag team ran away the second I grabbed a chair to attack them. I was and am angry. I’m sick of the old wrestlers trying to take the place of the new ones. I want them to let us be successful too. It seems they are jealous and mad at us.
There’s an expression in my country that translated means “The cap fitted on him”. It means that when we say something, someone thought it was meant for him. That’s what happened to Logan. I was not talking about him! I was talking about every single wrestler in WCF that is greedy and wants even more when they’ve already have what they deserved. That’s the case of Purse, Omega and Logan. Do you think they will win more than they’ve already have? Of course not! Logan has already done some impressive matches and he has won many titles but his time is up!
None of them understand their careers are not going anywhere. Logan attacking me only showed that he was hurt by truth. He didn’t want to believe that he was not capable of winning hard caliber titles anymore. He couldn’t handle the fact that there are younger wrestlers and WCF newcomers that are winning important belts and he’s just a useless veteran sitting on his couch watching wrestling matches. That’s why he attacked me: he’s jealous of me. I still have my entire career ahead of me and I have plenty of chances to win titles. He hasn’t. His time to be successful is over.
But wait! He has a chance against David Sanchez for the US Title! Please… David will obviously retain. I have no doubts about that. Revenge may have been transmitted on WCF Network last Sunday but I still have to avenge my own integrity. How the hell did he dare to attack me like that after my match? Who gave him the right to do that? Just because he’s a former WCF World Champion? Just because he won WAR? Fuck him!
There was an awkward silence in the room. The journalists were a bit concerned that Jackson was too aggressive. But well, he’s a wrestler isn’t he? Those words would probably give the press profit. Another journalist raised his hand and Jackson nodded so he could ask him another question.
Journalist: You switched a few words with Wade Moor on Twitter regarding Scarecrow’s death. What do you have to say about that?
Jackson: That’s a delicate subject. As you know, I watched my father being shot a few years ago. That was the most terrifying moment in my life. I still remember it as it happened yesterday. The thief yelling at us, telling us to raise our hands, my dad trying to reach his wallet to give him and that monster… That monster pulled the trigger… He hit my father in front of me…
Jackson stopped talking and took a deep breath.
Jackson: But you asked about Scarecrow. Do you know why I got angry at Wade? Because as I’ve said lots of times there are lots of lunatics in this company but none of them wished someone to die. If that unknown person didn’t appear to push Crow into the floor, Wade would have pushed him. I’m sure he would, he even admitted that he wants to find who assassinated the former Internet Champion so he can kill him. He is mad that he was not the one who killed Crow. Does it make any sense to you? Of course not! This is really serious! Seth must fire Wade immediately. He’s even considering himself the Internet Champion when he is not! He doesn’t deserve that title! He deserves to be locked in an asylum. No, he deserves to be thrown in a pit and left there to rot. That title should be handled to someone who is a true passionate person for this sport.
Journalist: Are you implying that you deserve the Internet Title?
Jackson: I’m not implying, I am affirming. You see, I’ve had many shots for that title since I joined WCF. I was always really close of winning it so why Seth doesn’t gives me a chance? I’m sure I wouldn’t waste it.
Another journalist raised his hand and Jackson allowed him to ask a question.
Journalist: What is your opinion about your next opponent, Legion?
Jackson smiled and laughed. He then started to laugh like crazy, it looked like he had smoked a joint. No, it looked like he was high and had just watched a funny video of people falling on Youtube. No, it looked like he was smoking a joint while watching people falling on Youtube. Every journalist started to look around not understanding what was going on. The journalist that asked that question interrupted Jackson’s laugh.
Journalist: Jackson can you please answer my question?
Jackson was crying from laughing. He cleaned his tears from his face and gave a few laughs before recomposing himself. He coughed and then started to imitate a pig.
Jackson: This is Legion. He’s not only a pig farmer as he’s a pig too. Pigs eat everything you put ahead of them. You give them 10 pounds of food, they run to eat it. You give them 1000 pounds of food, they run to eat it. Legion is greedy and obsessed. He sees an opponent to attack and he doesn’t think twice, he just attacks them. That may sound good at first, but it is bad. You see, counter-attacks are essential in Wrestling. If I fake to be hurt or not to be expecting an attack from him, I’m sure he’ll be careless and he’ll run towards me. That’s just an offer for me to hit my The Destroyer and end the match.
Besides that, he’s like the most ridiculous wrestler I’ve seen, except, of course, for the Hotdog Kings. I mean, what’s a country dude that takes care of pigs, the most disgusting animal in Nature, doing in the best wrestling company in the entire Universe? What is he? A psycho that has a fetish with pigs? I searched the web and there’s actually a name for people who are turned on by pigs. The name is Legion. Funny coincidence that my opponent as the same name as people who enjoy having sex with pigs.
But I don’t know what scares me the most, the fact that there’s a possibility that he is a pig farmer because he likes pigs or because he hates pigs. Is he hurting those poor animals? I mean, they’re gross, but they’re living beings anyway! If he kills them to eat that’s one thing, but if he tortures and assassinates them for fun that’s unacceptable and he should be punished. People from the Animal’s Associations, please be careful about Legion, he may use his awful wrestling skills to try to hurt pigs. But he’s such a weak wrestler that maybe a pig would beat him on a fight.
I’m not just saying he’s a horrible wrestler because I’m facing him on Slam, I mean, what has he shown since he joined WCF? On his debut match he tied with another newcomer that nobody cares about and then he defeated him on Revenge because he didn’t show up. Isn’t that ridiculous? Why should I respect a man that has this ridiculous start? When I joined WCF I tagged with the current WCF World Champion and then had a shot at the Internet Title. That’s a pretty great start for a newcomer. Seth actually saw talent in me. I don’t think I can say the same thing about Legion.
When I was a kid I used to hear a story called “The three little pigs” in which the three pigs had different houses. One of them was more intelligent and built a stronger house so the wolf couldn’t eat him. The other two pigs didn’t follow the third pig’s advice and their houses were destroyed so they ended up hiding from the wolf on the older pig’s house. This Sunday, that story will be different. I am hungry for wins like that wolf was for meat and instead of blowing against Legion I will punch him right in the face and I will show no mercy. Do you know why? Because Legion doesn’t have an older and smarter pig to help him. He has nobody except for his dumb, useless, nasty, noisy, annoying, dirty pigs. He has nobody else on his miserable and boring life. I will just kick his ass back to his farm.
Nobody even wants him on the city! He is needed on the country taking care of pigs to provide the important bacon to the American people. Don’t you all see what’s going on? Legion is the most unwanted wrestler in WCF. Farmers are essential but nobody wants to be one. Fortunately, my opponent for Slam enjoys murdering pigs and feeding them until they’re fat enough to kill. Legion should stop being a wrestler and dedicate to be the best civilized people’s slave. That’s the only reason Americans care about Legion! He’s their Bacon Dealer. Yeah, it should be considered a drug since it harms and kill people if consumed exaggeratedly. But Legion doesn’t care, he’s only happy if their pigs are happy. Or maybe he’s only happy if Beatrice is happy. I bet he’s in love with her. My grandma used to tell me that “Love doesn’t choose ages” but in Legion’s case, Love doesn’t choose species.
Journalist: You complain because American people treat you differently because you’re a foreigner and now you are criticizing Legion just because he’s a farmer?
Jackson: It’s completely different. Even though I lived in USA since I was a little kid sometimes it’s hard for you patriot, xenophobic assholes to treat me as one of you. You separate strictly true Americans from the rest of the world. I divide harshly good wrestlers from bad wrestlers and I don’t see a good future on Legion. I’m just advising him to do what he does best: Taking care of pigs and having a dreary life. That’s not difficult to understand, isn’t it? Or are you a dumb journalist like every single one of you is? Yeah, you heard me right, you’re all dumb and you just want to find people’s secrets and gossip. That’s what you do.
The journalists started to murmuring as Jackson got up and left the press conference.
The next day…
Jackson’s apartment
9AM
Jackson was sleeping on his bed and was woken up by the doorbell. He got up angry because he needed to get some rest and there was a fucking asshole that was waking him up so early. He was only wearing boxers and didn’t care to dress something. He opened the door and it was Matt.
Jackson: Why are you waking me up so early? What the fuck do you want?
Matt: Just let me in Jackson, please. I am not here to argue.
Jackson: For fuck’s sake. Fine.
Jackson let Matt in and closed the door. He crossed his arms, waiting for Matt to tell him what was going on.
Matt: I’m here to apologize. I didn’t know that you were spying the detective. I thought you were spying my father for some reason.
Jackson: Yeah, because I gave you lots of reasons not to trust me.
Matt: No, you didn’t. You’re right. I am a fucking monster. I have no decent values. I murder, blackmail, beat, torture and kidnap people. I followed my dad’s steps like a sheep in the middle of a herd. And yes, it seems that I have two different personalities. One is a corporative man and the other is a criminal. But let’s take a look at you. Aren’t you a fucking scumbag too? Aren’t you a piece of shit like me?
Jackson: No, I’m not.
Matt: Yes, you are! You’ve been doing some bad stuff to find your dad’s murderer. Let me tell you a few examples. You beat the crap out of an innocent and honest detective just because you thought her daughter had something to do with your father’s assassination, you’ve been chasing and beating up NY Kings’ members, you negotiated with a criminal hacker and bought a device just because you think Charles Robinson is lying. Besides that and the worst part is, even though you hate me and my business you offered to be my bodyguard just because you want to “interrogate” as you said, some NY Kings’ members. Aren’t you a fucking worthless pig like me?
Jackson: I’m not a pig you dumbass.
Matt: What? That’s the only thing you’ve got to say about what I’ve just told you?
Jackson: Yes. I am aware that I’ve been doing some bad things, but that doesn’t compare to what you’ve done. I am not a murderer and I am not a pig.
Matt: Are you saying that just because you’ll be fighting a pig farmer on your next match?
Jackson: Yes.
Matt: Whatever. I just want to be okay with you man. I mean, I know we’ll never be okay, but at least, I want us to work together to end the NY Kings.
Jackson: Fine. I’ll just let go the fact that you tried to punch me and failed completely.
Matt: Well, that’s why I let you be my bodyguard. Is the deal still on?
Jackson: Yes, it is.
Matt reached his hand towards Jackson and he gave him a handshake. Matt was going to hug him, but Jackson fell back. Matt looked at him feeling really awkward and then just looked down, leaving the apartment. Jackson went to the wall in which he keeps some newspaper articles and other information regarding his father’s murderer. He stood there, looking at every single paper without moving any muscle and without saying any word. He was just thinking about all the possibilities. There was something that was not right. First, why did the thief shot them if his dad was reaching his wallet? Maybe he thought that was a gun… But why did he shot Jackson after he killed his dad? To leave no witnesses? His face was covered, Jackson couldn’t identify him.
Jackson: I’m not reaching any place father. Maybe I have to insist on chasing Charles Robinson. He may have some important answers that I need to solve this case. But what if he hasn’t? What if I’m being paranoid and all of this won’t lead to anything? I don’t know anything anymore dad… Am I a bad guy after all? Am I crazy? Is this nonsense? Is Matt right? Am I doing some evil stuff just to catch your murderer? Answer me! Help me with his father! You’re the only one who can tell me what I have to do… I am alone, father. I have Jennifer, yes, and she makes me really happy, but I needed you here… I needed you by my side.
At least my Wrestling career is finally making some sense. WAR is coming and I have to proof I am able to have a fantastic performance. I realize I won’t be able to win it, it is too soon, but maybe if I can be close to it like I was on the Ultimate Ninth Battle Royal… We’ll see. Now I have to worry about Legion. He’s a farmer in a wresting company, ridiculous huh? Sorry dad. I know you always told me to respect the humble and the country people, since they work hard to provide the city people the food we need. But Legion is not a humble man! He’s a cocky son of a bitch who thinks he’s better than all of us just because he’s different. He’s tall and heavy and I recognize he may work hard to accomplish his goals, after all, taking care of pigs must be reaaaaally hard. However, he arrived WCF thinking he was going to beat everyone but that is not going to happen dad. I won’t let him do that. I need this win and I have to show WCF newcomers that I am on a different level than them. Besides, I have to show Logan and the others veterans that I am an ascending WCF star.
In a few years the media will only talk about how Jackson White defeated Logan, one of the best ever in this company. They will talk about how I showed courage and a warrior spirit on every single match I faced. They will mention every single title I won and how I did it. But do you know what they won’t talk about? My win against Legion. Do you know why? Because it won’t matter! He’s just a jobber that may leave WCF soon, like it happens to so many people that have a few matches here on WCF. He still has a lot to proof since those two matches he fought one were inconclusive regarding his abilities. He has no credibility, no friends and the fans hate him! I’m sure that a peasant like him feels depressed about it. I mean, why did he come here? Think about it dad! Wouldn’t you feel lonely if you were constantly just taking care of pigs without talking to anyone else? I would… And the worst part is that the loneliness persisted after he came to WCF. He’s weird, nobody wants to hang out with him! I know I am strange too, but the difference is that I don’t give a shit about popularity!
But well, I’m just digressing. What matters is that Legion is a pawn for my goals to be achieved. If Seth sees that I dominated Legion completely he’ll understand that I am on a different level than the others newcomers and he’ll give me more chances. I know he will. And when he gives me that shot, I will not waste it. I’ll be the best champion on this fucking company. You’ll see.
Jackson looked up and waited for some sign from his father. What he received was silence and a small and fresh breeze that came from an opened window. Suddenly, his phone vibrated. He had received a SMS from an unknown number. He opened it and it said “We need to talk. Charles Robinson.”
