THE BOOK OF EXTREME: Revenge

[Mikey eXtreme]

_{THE BOOK OF EXTREME}
^Revenge

re·venge
rəˈvenj
noun
1.
the action of inflicting hurt or harm on someone for an injury or wrong suffered at their hands.
"other spurned wives have taken public revenge on their husbands"
synonyms: vengeance, retribution, retaliation, reprisal, requital, recrimination, an eye for an eye (and a tooth for a tooth), redress, satisfaction
"she is seeking revenge"
Verb literary
1.
inflict hurt or harm on someone for an injury or wrong done to (someone else).
"it's a pity he chose that way to revenge his sister"

Michael X was out for revenge, there was no question about it. He was out for revenge on the entire WCF galaxy. After years of being held back, years of watching everyone else besides himself be given world title shot after world title shot, finally Michael X had reached up and grabbed that belt. Finally, Michael X was given the opportunity to shine in front of the entire WCF Galaxy, but the arch nemesis of the Church of Singh, the #FALSEGOD, Odin Balfore had inched and clawed his way into a championship match.

Michael’s first title defense, and he had to step toe to toe with one of the WCF’s greatest champions. He had to step into that ring with a name that was synonymous with WAR and he had to do battle. Sure, this wasn’t the first time, nor would it probably be the last time, that these two stepped into that ring, but this was the biggest match of Michael’s career, and there wasn’t anything that Odin Balfore was going to do to ruin that. This was the beginning of the World of X, in which Michael X reigned supreme. This was the beginning of something special, something that the world of professional wrestling has never seen before.

And what better way to change the world of professional wrestling than eliminating the old guard? That’s what Odin Balfore was, one of the links to the past of WCF and Michael X had no problem with destroying the history of professional wrestling to replace it with himself. Because, that’s all that mattered, Michael X.

Odin Balfore meant nothing to Michael X but at the same time, he meant everything. He was the last person to stop Michael X from achieving that dream of becoming World Champion. He was the one that took the World Championship from the GOLDEN GOD, Stephen Singh. He was the one that humilated the Church. He was the one who HUMILIATED Michael X. He was the one that needed to pay for that. He was the one that was GOING TO pay for that. He was the one that was going to be left in the middle of that ring, left for dead.

Michael X didn’t care about rules and regulations. He was out there for blood. He was out there to prove a point. He was out there to show the world that he was a dominant champions. That he deserved to hold that championship. He was out there to rip Odin Balfore apart, piece by piece, and show the world that he was the KING of VIOLENCE.

Odin Balfore didn’t know what he was getting himself into. This wasn’t the same person that he stepped into that ring with on January 28, 2018. This was a man totally changed, and reinvented. Odin Balfore beat Mikey eXtreme and has gone on to destroy everyone that he has stepped into the ring with since. In fact, Michael has barely been able to be defeated since. Ol’ X has gone on one of the best streaks in WCF history and is waiting to add Odin Balfore to the list in singles competition for the World Championship.

I

Michael X was sitting on an old wooden chair, it creaked when Michael leaned back. His eyes were deeply focused on the lense of the camera. He didn’t take them away from it for one moment. He had a message for Odin Balfore that was going to be put out there, Odin was going to hear everything and he was going to feel fear. He was going to shake in his boots and regret taking this match.

Michael stared deeply into the camera as he began to speak.

Michael X: Odin, we’ve battled before. Three times, to be exact, but only twice did we face off one on one. I defeated you in the first King of Deathmatch tournament. You defeated me the second time, eliminating me from becoming WORLD CHAMPION. Eliminating me from my dreams. I had never been so sure of anything in my life, that I was going to defeat you and go on to become World Champion. That I was going to finally taste the sweet flavor of this world championship..

A smirk comes across Michael’s face as his hand taps the front of the belt three times.

Michael X: You almost took this feeling away from me, Odin. You brought a different darkness over my mind, one that I’m not accustomed to. One that I’m not so sure that most people could get out of, but I’m not like most people. I’m just a little different. I conquered those feelings, and I’m going to conquer you too, Odin. I’m going to do things to you that you never knew was possible.

I know you’re going into this match with the idea that you’re going to steamroll through me, that you’re going to have your way with me and leave me in the middle of the ring while you celebrate your 30th world title reign, but that’s the biggest joke I’ve ever heard. There isn’t a person on this planet that is going to pry this belt from my possession. Especially not you, Odin.

You may have beat Singh, but you lost to Adam Young. You may have beat me, but you lost to Bonnie Blue. For all the talk about how Mikey eXtreme always seemed to drop the ball and lose all his momentum, you’re right there with him. You’re right there winning big matches and losing matches that you have no reason losing. You might have that legendary status, but you’re not that special, Odin. You’re not that GOD that you think you are, you’re not this unbeatable figure that people can’t get passed.

And I’m here to show you that, Odin. Just like I did the last time I was in the ring with you. And if you look closely,

Michael lifts the belt towards the camera,

Michael X: You can still see your blood.

Michael laughs. There is a small smear of blood still visible on the belt, a reminder of what Michael X can, and will, do.

Michael X: And come Revenge, there will be a lot more, Odin. There will be so much blood, so much that the canvas will fill with that crimson color. So much that I wouldn’t be surprised if this is the last we ever see of you. So much that this might be the last thing that you ever do.

Because that’s what I do. Odin. I hurt people. I come out there, and I do whatever I have to do to make sure that you can’t keep going. It doesn’t matter if your some curtain jerking nobody, or a WCF legend. Step into my ring and you run the chance of never stepping out of the ring.

You seen what I did at XIII? I took a fucking machete to Sam Shields. I stabbed Bernard Core with a fucking singapore cane. It doesn’t matter what you do, go find Chelsea Armstrong in here retirement home and ask her what it means to step into my ring. It doesn’t matter who you are, Odin, I don’t hold back. I come hard and I come often.

So you do you, Odin. You walk down that ramp and slide into my ring, because that’s the last thing that people are going to remember about you. The last thing you ever did on your own, because once that bell rings and ol’ X comes swinging, you’re gonna fall, Odin. Because I’m gonna connect again and again and again and again.

And you’re going to suffer. You’re going to feel each and every blow and there’s nothing you can do to save yourself, Odin. There’s nothing that you can do to stop me from bringing everything I have, because you want what I have and I’m not going to allow you take it. I’m not going to let you take that from me.

I’ve earned this and it’s not going to end this quickly. It’s going to end on my own terms, Odin. Not at the hands of some washed up has been from the WCF history books. This is the FUTURE of professional wrestling. This is the FUTURE of WCF this is the age of X and we are standing in the WORLD OF X.

The camera slowly zooms in on Michael’s face. He keeps talking, but the tone in his voice drops. He is very calm, and he speaks just above a whisper.

Michael X: Odin, I promise you that this will be the toughest match of your entire career. You are stepping into a battlefield that you don’t want to find yourself, you’re going to war with a complete maniac and you think that you stand a chance. You think that just because you’ve been here before, just because you’ve beaten the Church before, just because you’ve beaten me before, that somehow this match can go either way. You honestly think that you can repeat that success?

You honestly think that you can hold Michael X down on the mat for a three count in his first World Championship defense? You’re completely out of your mind Odin. If you think for one second that I’m going to lay down for anyone, let alone you, you’ve got another thing coming.

Mark my words, Odin. You’re the first in a long list of names that will try to take this belt from me and completely fail.

II

Vidalia squeezed Michael’s hand as they walked down the street outside of their New York apartment. They were going to do some shopping, hitting everywhere that Vidalia wanted to go to, it didn’t matter to Michael X, he would buy her the world if she wanted it, and he had the WORLD to give her.

She pulled Michael closer to her, wrapped her arm around his arm and held him tightly.

Through all the bloody battles, through all the big upsetting losses, through everything that Michael has been put through in his WCF career, Vidalia has always been there for him. She has always made sure that his head was held up high, even after a gut wrenching loss, even after losing a championship that he had fought hard for.

Vidalia has always been the light in Michael’s eyes, even with the darkness in his soul, even with the darkness living deep down within him, she has always been the light at the end of the tunnel. She has always been everything and now Michael has everything that he has ever wanted or needed. He has the love of his life, Vidalia, and the lust of his life, the WCF World Championship. Michael X was on dream street, everything was going his way. Everything was perfect and now he had a match coming up with Odin Balfore, a beatable foe. Somebody that Michael X knew he could beat,

The spotlight was right on Michael X, where it rightfully belonged, and he was up the task. He was going to go out there and shine like the superstar that he is. He was going to go out there in front of the entire WCF Galaxy, and break their hearts as he defeats their icon, Odin Balfore, in the middle of the ring.

Michael and Vidalia turn into a clothing store, where the two seperate for a few minutes. Vidalia heads towards the women’s section as Michael kinda just lingers around, not really looking at things, but glancing his way through the store. There’s nothing here that really stands out to him, but Vidalia wants to shop here, so he’s there, and shop she does. Vidalia racks up one hell of a price tag, but nothing is too much for Michael, the world was at their fingertips and they were not afraid to take advantage.

She had purchased tops, bottoms, dresses, lingerie, accessories, you name it, she bought it. She could do that, go into a store and buy it out. She was on the arm of the World Champion, and she always looked the part. She was breathtakingly beautiful, and knew how to dress to accentuate that beauty. Somehow, Michael X had won her over, and kept a smile on her face each and every day.

Vidalia: Did you pick out anything?

A slight smirk comes over Michael’s face as he shrugs.

Michael X: Nothing in my size.

Vidalia smiles as she rolls her eyes. She knows he didn’t even look, he was too busy mentally preparing for his match with Odin Balfore. As much as he spoke down on the former WCF World Champion, Odin was a viable threat to Michael’s World Championship reign. Michael had to keep Odin in the back of his mind, he had to know that anything was possible. Hell, Odin had defeated Stephen Singh, he had held the world championship multiple times. He had been there way more than Michael had ever been there and he could humiliate him again.

All of this weighed heavily on the mind of Michael X but there he was in the middle of Manhattan shopping with Vidalia when he needs to hop on a plane and get himself to Wisconsin. They had a flight booked for the following morning, and everything they were bringing was to be bought on this shopping trip. Michael didn’t require much, just a few t-shirts and a couple pairs of jeans. He didn’t dress anything special.

Vidalia: Don’t worry, I found some stuff for you too.

Michael X: Thanks, babe. You’re a lifesaver, what would I do without you?

Vidalia: Shut up!

Michael laughs.

Vidalia had everything set up, their belongings would be waiting for them at a hotel in Wisconsin. They wouldn’t have a worry, they would just catch their plane and take a car to the hotel.

And that’s just what they did.

Michael and Vidalia arrived at Aloft Milwaukee Downtown at 3:13 PM on Thursday, just a few days before he is set to do battle at Revenge. The hotel is beautiful and as they are escorted to their room, the entire situation finally hits Michael. He is the World Champion. This is all a new feeling to him, and something he has to make sure doesn’t go right to his head. Michael can’t let the belt change him. Michael has to define that championship, he has to set new standards and new highs for the greatest championship in professional wrestling.

Michael squeezes Vidalia’s hand as they get to the door of their room. Their bags are right inside, as promised. They slam the door in the bellhop’s face as he waits for his tip, and head to their bed where they lay down with each other.

It was time to relax. They had just flew in from New York and had been traveling all day. Now was time for them to relax before dinner, and relax before Michael got himself mentally prepared to step into that ring for one of the biggest matches of all time.

III

Michael X: Odin Balfore, the mother fucking ALL FATHER, the God of War, the yadda yadda, whatever the fuck he wants to call himself this week. In my eyes, in the eyes of the CHURCH, he is nothing but a False God. He is nothing by Odin Balfore, a man who thinks that he is bigger than he is, a man who thinks that he is better than everyone Michael X.

But, this belt around my waist, this World Championship, it paints a different picture. It paints a picture of Michael X at the top of the Galaxy. It paints a picture of complete failure on Odin Balfore’s part, this is a MAN that claims to be this all mighty GOD. This is a man that holds records here in the WCF, this a MAN who is personified with championships.. But this is also a man that can’t even beat Bonnie Blue. This is a man who couldn’t even get himself into Ultimate Showdown. This is a man who shined at the Ultimate Showdown pay per view by winning the loser’s bracket.

Really?

The fucking loser bracket. Great job, Odin. While I was winning the fucking World Championship, you were winning a match full of fucking losers. You won the right to step into that ring with a WINNER. You won the right to step into the ring with a REAL competitor. You won the fucking right to become MY EQUAL, Odin. You won the right to step into MY ring.

You hear that, Odin?

Michael laughs.

Michael X: You’re a complete fucking joke. You’re everything that’s wrong with the WCF today. You’re just a throwback to the past, a throwback to a day when everyone else sucked, too. You’re not the same caliber as a Michael X or a Stephen Singh or a Kid Dynamo, quite frankly you’re a lucky son of a bitch. You were lucky enough to beat me the first time. You were lucky to beat our GOLDEN GOD, and you were lucky to win the losers bracket to get this match with me.

But, your luck has run out, Odin.

IV

Mikey’s America, one of the highlights of not just WCF history but, American History. It was a great time to be alive, but it sadly came to an end and for years, everything was crumbling, until recently. However, Michael X has become the WORLD champion, and Mikey’s America has fallen only to be replaced with the WORLD of X. A world where Michael X reigns supreme as the greatest world champion that has ever lived. It doesn’t matter who has held the belt before him, because they don’t compare to X. They didn’t go through the same journey as X, they didn’t have to fight tooth and nail for everything, being held back at every stop, being pushed aside for others. They didn’t know what Michael X had to do in order to get to where he is.

Michael X sits on the throne now. Michael X is all that matters in professional wrestling. Michael X is the face of the WCF and that’s the way it’s going to stay. That’s the way it should have been since day one, since the first night that X came in and kicked some teeth out. But, that’s not the way it went down. Michael bounced all around the card, having the best matches that anyone has ever seen. He made everyone around him look better than they were. He made the Dark Riders Gang credible, he made everything better than it was, because he’s the greatest wrestler that has ever lived.

But, that World Championship eluded him. It always eluded him. He tried and tried, but never got the opportunity to cash in and get that strap. His last try before finally getting himself into Ultimate Showdown was in a tournament to name the number one contender for the World Championship, and Michael X’s dream was cut short at the hands of Odin Balfore. The #FALSEGOD, had taken Michael’s dream away and set him on a path of eXtreme warpath to the top.

Odin may have slowed Michael down a bit, but that fueled him towards the Omega Championship, the Hardcore Championship, the Tag Team Championship, the Lerch Stone, the Torture Stone, the Cairo Stone, the Slickie T Stone, and by god, Michael X would have acquired each and every stone possible if Ultimate Showdown hadn’t rolled around when it did. Hell, Michael would have stockpiled every championship he could get his hands on, and made Jayson Price look like a rookie. He would have even outstretched his arms and taken ACTION, because there’s a demon living inside of X that makes him the animal that he is, and believe me, there is no creeping involved. This demon is out in the open, and nothing will hold it back.

But now, Michael is out for REVENGE. He has to make Odin Balfore pay for that. He has to make Odin pay for defeating him and humiliating him in front of the world. He has to make him pay for everything that he has done to the CHURCH OF SINGH. Michael needs to take REVENGE on Odin and do what the Golden God could not do and defeat the GIANT #FALSEGOD. Michael was not going to rest until that happened. He was not going to rest until he stood over the lifeless corpse of Odin Balfore, with a smile on his face and blood all over the ring. Michael was going to do whatever it took and he was going to walk out with the World Championship around his waist because he was the WORLD. He was all that mattered. He was all that ever mattered.

Odin Balfore was nothing but hype. His time had come and gone. He has shown some flashes of the past, in winning the world championship recently, but that was a fluke. That was a mistake that never should of happened. There was no way that he should have beaten the Golden God, but he did. He humiliated the Church of Singh and that was something that he was going to live to regret because The Dark Prophet is coming to get REVENGE. He’s coming to drown Odin Balfore in his own blood, a crusade for the Church.

Odin was going to be humiliated. Odin was going to get a taste of what he had dished out to Michael X, Stephen Singh, and the Church. But, how was Odin going to deal with it? How was Odin going to deal with getting his teeth kicked down his throat by the King of Violence?

V

What has Odin gotten himself into?

The ALL FATHER, The GOD OF WAR, the 7 foot tall piece of trash. The MAN that Michael X humiliated to retain HIS WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP.

What has Odin gotten himself into? Not even Odin is aware of the danger that is coming his way. Nothing can prepare him for the determination that is thriving through Michael X, nothing can stop the motivation that is driving Michael to the complete destruction of Odin Balfore.

Sure, Odin Balfore was a legend, but,

Michael X: Legends die. Legends are nothing but fairytales and fucking history lessons. I’ve seen everything that Odin is capable of. I’ve been in that ring with him. I’ve taken everything that he can dish out, and did it make me better?

Michael laughs.

Michael X: Stephen Singh, the GOLDEN GOD, made me better. Finding the CHURCH is what made me who I am now, is what made me into the WORLD CHAMPION that you see in front of your eyes.

Vidalia, who is standing by Michael’s side, rolls her eyes. Michael X made Michael X. Michael was the only person that was instrumental in the success of the King of Violence. From the moment she met Michael, he had always been on the cusp of greatness. He had always been one or two big wins away from grasping that World Championship. One or two big wins away from having his name associated with the World Championship.

Vidalia felt that those wins just happening after Michael had joined the Church, and taken the guidance of the Golden God, was just a coincidence. That he would have won those matches regardless of being connected to the church. That Michael X was the greatest competitor in WCF history and there was no changing her mind on that. There was nothing that anyone could say or do to make her view Michael in any other kind of light, there was nobody better.

And at this point, the proof was in the pudding. Michael X was the World Champion. He was the number one guy in the company. He was the number one guy in all of wrestling. No other championship mattered, all eyes were on the WCF World Championship. It didn’t matter how much Action there was anywhere else, all eyes were on the WCF World Championship. All eyes were on Michael X and he was going to deliver. He was going to take Odin Balfore somewhere that he would never want to go to again.

Michael X: Odin has been here before. He has had this championship, he has been the main event. He has been the main attraction. He has been the top guy. He HAS BEEN everything. Everyone knows Odin. Everyone chants Odin’s name. They hear his music hit and they fucking fall in love with the mystique and with the history. They look up at that big bastard and they’re amazed. How can anyone beat someone like that? How can anyone dethrone this monster?

Michael chuckles.

Michael X: Well, I’m here to show you how to take Odin Balfore down. I’m here to show each and every one of these idiotic fans that chant Odin’s name that he’s old news. That his time has come to a fucking end.

I’m the fucking World Champion and all you can hear, all you see, is these morons talking about Odin Balfore. Michael X is barely even a whisper. Michael X is barely in the conversation, but I’m the fucking champion. I’m everything. This is MY show. This is my life.

But they want Odin?

They want to see the same old show over and over. The same old reruns because they’re comfortable with that. They know how that unfolds, and they’re scared of change. But, there is nothing that they can do to feel that comfort because this is the end of Odin Balfore as a world champion contender.

I’m going to put Odin down and I wouldn’t be surprised if that big bastard stays down. The fucking God of WAR? There is a war coming to Revenge and trust me, Odin will be exposed for the FAKE that he is. He will be exposed for the JOKE that he is. This is a man that lost the World Championship to Adam Young.

Michael pauses, smirks, and looks into the camera.

Michael X: And this is the fucking guy that they cheer for? This is the fucking guy that quote unquote puts people in seats? They want to see this guy? They should be buying tickets and tuning into SLAM each and every week to see me. They should be coming to these events to see the greatest wrestler that this company has ever seen. They should come to each and every event because they want to see the greatest competitor compete each and every time he steps into that ring.

Michael X IS EVERYTHING.

I am the World Champion. This year alone, I have run over everything and everyone in my path. I’ve won everything you can think of and I’m not about to stop. I’m not about to slow down for anyone. I went into Ultimate Showdown and I wrote the future of the WCF. I won one of the biggest matches of the year and I’m going to win every match that I’m put into. I’m going to slaughter Odin Balfore and leave his bloody carcass in the middle of that ring as a sacrifice to the GOLDEN GOD. I’m going to hand deliver him the body of our biggest enemy. For too long now, Odin has been a thorne in our side.

His blasphemous actions cannot be forgiven and he will be made an example to the rest of the roster that the CHURCH is all that matters. That once we make our way to that ring, that things are going to be going our way.

A sick smile comes over Michael’s face as he taps the belt draped over his shoulder.

Michael X: Just as it did at Ultimate Showdown.

The scene fades.

VI

Three years competing inside of a WCF ring and it all comes down to one single match. One single night. One single person. Three years and the only thing that matters is Odin Balfore. Will Michael push past Odin or will Odin crush Michael’s dreams again?

There was no more fitting of an event than REVENGE for Michael to show the world that Odin Balfore is beneath him. Michael was out for revenge and Odin deserved everything that he and the Church were going to throw at him.

Everything was coming down to this match. Odin’s legacy had already been defined, Michael was just carving his out and there was no way that anyone was going to take that strap off of his shoulder.

Odin couldn’t run, he was bigger than that, he was better than that. Though, he could feel the darkness closing in on him as each moment ticked by and there was nothing that he could do to shake that feeling. It was suffocating him and he had to fight through it, he had to pretend that everything was okay.

But, it wasn’t.

Michael X was going to keep the World as his prisoner. He was going to make sure that everything that happened inside the WCF happened because he wanted it to happen. He was everything and he should be treated as such.

Long live X,

long live the Church,

^{The Age of Darkness is upon us.}