The Revenge of eXtreme

[Mikey eXtreme]

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I

Mikey was on the biggest roller coaster ride of his career. For every up there was a down. For every achievement, there was an embarrassment. Mikey was on top of the world with the United States championship. All eyes were on him, everyone was tuning into the battles that he was engaging in.

The belt was taken, Mikey took it back. The belt was taken once more and Mikey has been struggling ever since. Struggling, trying to find his footing, but falling every time he thinks he is on the right path.

His eyes were set on the Hardcore championship, he knew that he could return to the top with that championship. He knew that if he could pry that belt away from Nathan Chambers, that he would have the respect that he deserves. All eyes would be on him once again and he would be a champion once again. He could use that belt to trade up inside the Ultimate Showdown.

He could use that belt to make up for his poor performance the year prior.

But, that was not the case. Mikey failed once again. He was unable to get past Nathan Chambers. He was unable to feel that glory that he so desperately craved. Instead, he felt as if he was the laughing stock of the entire federation. He felt as though he was nothing, as though his career was on the downside.

What was there to do?

The Television championship was on the line and Mikey found himself in a match that could potentially end with him holding the belt. A belt that he has failed at obtaining a few times prior. Would this time be different? Would he punch his ticket to Ultimate Showdown?

No.

Mikey would put out a hard fought effort, but team differences would ultimately get in the way. Egos would clash, and Mikey’s team would end up losing. A superkick would find it’s mark on the chin of Henry Spearman. Mikey would leave the arena with his head in the clouds. Where was he going? Where would he go from here?

Seth Lerch threw him in the ring with Henry Spearman in a match that could only end with either a Spear or a Superkick. However, the match ended with embarrassment. The match ended with Henry Spearman hitting a superkick on Mikey eXtreme. Spearman would humiliate Mikey in front of the entire WCF galaxy. Spearman would drop Mikey deeper and deeper into a world of confusion and self doubt.

Did Mikey have it in him? Was his career falling to the ground right in front of him? He would vow revenge, he would hit Spearman with that superkick and put him out of his misery and his chance was going to come on Slam, and Mikey had tracked him down, or so he thought.

A superkick landed, but the victim was not Henry Spearman. The victim was Mikey’s ego once again, as Hank Brown lied motionless on the ground with his cellphone just out of reach. Mikey was humiliated once again, but he had other things on his mind.

The King of Death Match tournament was in full swing. Mikey was climbing the ranks, he was beating just about everyone thrown in his direction and he made it to the final round. To be crowned the first WCF King of Death Match would be an honor and it would put Mikey back on top. It would bring all eyes back to the star that Mikey knew he was.

The King of Death Match would end in horrific fashion as Corey Black would emerge the winner and Mikey eXtreme would once again fall, once again tasting embarrassing defeat. Once again failing to prove his worth.

Once again having to wallow in his own depression.

The following week, he would at least land that superkick on Henry Spearman. He would have some sort of satisfaction as he laid down the challenge for Revenge. A match with huge implications for WAR. A match that Mikey eXtreme had to win if he wanted to return to the top. If he wanted the world to know that he is still the KING.

Mikey eXtreme was on a mission and he was hell bent on the destruction of Henry Spearman. He was hell bent on getting his career back on track, and earning the respect that he deserved. He knew he was better than the product that he had been apart of lately. He knew that he was better than everyone on the WCF roster, that he was the greatest competitor the company had ever seen.

He knew that it was his time. He knew that he could defeat Henry Spearman. He knew there was no limit to his ability, as there was no limit to his desire or to his anger. He knew that deep down that he could prove himself.

This funk could not last forever. It was time to turn things around and that would start with the lifeless body of Henry Spearman in the middle of that ring. It would start with REVENGE.

II

Mikey sat with his back against the wall. He was rocking back and forth, hitting his head against the wall. Inflicting pain on himself as he prepared himself for war with Henry Spearman. He sat there, with hatred spewing out and filling the room. He sat there ready to kill Henry Spearman, ready to end the man’s life who had humiliated him in front of the world.

mikey extreme: Henry Spearman thinks that he is a good guy? That he has escaped.. The Darkness? He thinks that it’s that easy?

Mikey laughed. He looked around the room slowly and with a sinister smile on his face.

mikey extreme: Do you see that? Do you see the Darkness that surrounds us? It is all over, it is all around us, it cannot be escaped. It cannot be beat. It cannot be mocked, it’s always there.

No matter how hard you try, no matter what you do, it’s always there. It’s always in the back of your mind, it’s always eating away at you no matter what you do, Henry. You know you feel it, You know it’s feeding on you as we speak.

Why else would you use MY move to defeat me? To humiliate me? Do you think that’s something a good guy would do? Do you think that’s something that someone who has beaten the darkness and escaped his past would do?

Mikey laughed again.

mikey extreme: The darkness still claims your soul, Henry. The Darkness owns you, Neforian. It doesn’t matter what you do or what you call yourself. There is no way to defeat that darkness. There is no way that you have escaped it.

I am here to bring you back to where you belong. I am here to show you that you are just a SLAVE to the darkness. I am here so you can bow down to your king, to the KING OF DARKNESS.

But, you’ll deny it. You’ll lie to each and everyone of these morons. You’ll tell them you’ve changed. That you’re a good guy, that you’re nothing like you once were. You’ll convince them and they’ll believe you. But, we’ll both know that it’s a lie.

Mikey runs his hands through his hair as he pulls at it and runs them down his face through his beard.

mikey extreme: We’ll both know that you’re a fake. Which is the most evil thing that you could do, that you could ever do. I admire you for that, Henry. That you could make everyone think that you’re better than you were, that they don’t have to fear you.

But, what is there to fear about you?

There is nothing about you that I fear. There is nothing about you that I would ever fear. You got lucky once, Henry. One time. But, look what happened last week on Slam. Look how I left you from just one X Marks the Spot. You were out of it, Henry. You tasted what it’s like to eat that kick,

Believe me, Henry, it won’t be the last time either.

That kick will show you that you’re nothing, Henry. That you’re not on my level, that you don’t belong in MY ring. That kick will change you, Henry. Believe me when I tell you that. Believe me when I speak to you, Henry. This will be the DEATH of Henry, and the rebirth of Neforian. That kick will be the exclamation point that you need to see that the DARKNESS is your power, that the DARKNESS makes you better.

Do you hear what I’m saying, Henry? Can you comprehend the words that the King of Darkness is speaking to you?

You were promising, Neforian, you really were. You had a future, but you let that go away. You let Henry Spearman return, you let your weakness take over. You ruined a good thing, you ruined everything that you had going for you by letting this happen.

How do you sleep at night? How do you live with yourself knowing that you could be great but that you are losing the battle with yourself? How can you let Neforian slip away in favor of Henry Spearman? It’s not only pathetic, but it’s a sad joke. It’s a disgrace to everything I have done as the KING of DARKNESS. It’s disturbing, you were the television champion, Neforian. But, you let that slip away.

But, that wasn’t your fault, that was Henry Spearman. That was your weakness that lost that belt. Deep down Henry Spearman was battling the darkness inside you, and you slipped up and that hiccup was Henry Spearman losing your television championship.. and what did you do? You let Henry get stronger and stronger until Neforian was the little one inside.

You did this to yourself.

But, I can see Neforian in there. I really can, Henry. I can see Neforian trying his best to escape, trying his best to take over and I’m here to help him. I’m here to restore you to the championship caliber wrestler that you once were. I’m here to save you, Neforian.

I’m here to kill Henry Spearman once and for good.

There’s nothing that anyone can do to change that, there is nothing that anyone can do to help you now. You signed your death certificate the moment you landed that superkick on me, Henry. Your future was sealed the moment that hand came down upon the mat for a third time. The moment your arm was raised in victory, the Darkness had already put in motion it’s plan for revenge and let me tell you right now.

You can’t escape the darkness. Try all that you want. It cannot be done. You will forever regret that moment. You will look back one day, if you can still remember it, and you will regret the moment you connected with that kick. You will regret humiliating me and awakening the monster deep inside me. You thought the darkness was bad, but the darkness is only the beginning of what I am, it’s only one small part of the monster that I am.

Revenge is a dish best served cold, but nothing will be as cold as your lifeless body as I leave it in the middle of that ring. Nothing will be as cold as the fear that fills that arena as I walk out victorious. I am the judge, jury, and executioner, Henry and I find you guilty.

You will be executed for all to see, as a message to everyone in the back that thinks that they’re better than me. That think that I have fallen to their level.

Meet me in that ring, Henry. It will be your final resting place. It will be the end of Spearman, the end of the good that you hope is inside you. The darkness will reclaim you, and you will worship your KING.

Mikey begins to laugh maniacally, losing his mind more and more as he fights the thought of being humiliated once more at the hands, or foot, of Henry Spearman.

III

Inside the mind of Mikey eXtreme sits a clock tower that holds the throne of the King of Darkness. The clock tower sits in the middle of Mikey’s kingdom, a kingdom in constant turmoil as the mind of Mikey eXtreme is a dangerous place to be.

Inside the mind of Mikey eXtreme, the darkness reigns supreme. The darkness that took over his mind and soul the day his parents were murdered. The darkness that grew stronger and stronger with every horrible moment that filled Mikey’s life. The darkness that control’s Mikey.

doc: You’re a failure, Mikey.

Mikey’s adoptive father sat on Mikey’s throne. He was berating Mikey, the King of Darkness, without fear of any repercussion.

doc: You think that you deserve to sit on this throne? After all the humiliations that you have brought to the darkness, you don’t deserve to be called the king. You don’t deserve to be in that ring. You don’t deserve to be worshipped. You don’t deserve anything.

Mikey held his head low. He was ashamed. He was humiliated. He did not like this feeling but there was nothing he could do until the night of Revenge. There was nothing he could do until he had his revenge on Henry Spearman.

doc: You think you deserve this kingdom? You think you deserve to rule over the darkness when you can’t even beat the likes of Henry Spearman? When you can’t win the television championship? When you can’t win the hardcore championship? When you can’t keep the United States championship?

You’re a joke, Mikey. You’re nothing. You deserve nothing.

Mikey couldn’t feel any lower and Doc was not helping his cause. Doc would tear him down as far as he could, it was the only way to fix Mikey’s problems. Tear him down as far as possible before he would be able to rebuild himself. Before he would be able to reclaim his throne and sit at the top of the WCF once again.

mikey extreme: I’m sorry.

Doc jumped to his feet.

doc: Sorry? You’re sorry? Sorry does not fix anything, Mikey. Sorry does not change the fact that you’re a loser. That you’re a failure. Sorry doesn't change your losses to wins, it doesn't bring back your United States championship. It doesn't give you the hardcore championship, it doesn't give you the television championship, it doesn't make you the King of Death Match.

It does nothing.

You’re sorry. I’m sorry that I have to be known as your father. I’m sorry that I have to be known as the person who helped raise such a failure. I’m sorry that I have to be linked to you.

mikey extreme: I will fix this.

Mikey drops his head deeper into his chest.

doc: You better.

The tone in Doc’s voice was ice cold.

doc: Because if you don’t. All of this is over. All of this will be taken from you. The darkness will not have you as their king, they will not have you as the power that controls them. The dark lords will remove you as quickly as possible.

Mark my words, Mikey. This is your last chance, this is your last opportunity to fix your mistakes once and for all. This is it, Mikey.

Doc walks to Mikey and grabs his face, forcing him to make eye contact with him.

doc: Make it count.

IV

A fresh cup of coffee sat on the kitchen table of the cabin inhabited by Mikey, Freakshow, and Vidalia. They were deep in the woods, it was peaceful and quiet. Outside from the birds, there were no other sounds.

Mikey brought the cup to his mouth and took a sip. It tasted like shit, but, he drank it anyway. The coffee that was in the cabin had been there for years, and no one had ever thought to get a new batch. So, this is what they would have to drink.

Suddenly, Freakshow opened the back door and walked in.

mikey extreme: Is it done?

A simple nod of the head brought a grin to the face of Mikey eXtreme.

mikey extreme: We haven’t been our old selves lately, Freak. We’ve been sidetracked with failure. But, today, we’re gonna have a little fun. Today, we’re going to please the dark lords the only way we can.

Mikey looked out the window from his chair to see a young woman tied to a tree. She had a gag in her mouth, her clothes were torn, and she looked like she had been through hell.

mikey extreme: You were, uh, discreet?

Freakshow nodded his head. He was usually always discreet. After almost getting caught a year ago, he had taken even more precautions in his abductions. He was a ghost when he had to be and a true monster once that was called on. He was a true warrior for Mikey eXtreme and the Darkness.

mikey extreme: Good.

Mikey was satisfied. He had a big match coming up and the last thing he needed on his mind was any type of police investigation. They just needed to clear their minds and release steam. What better way than with a sacrifice to the dark lords?

mikey extreme: This will not be quick, Freak. This must be drawn out.

Vidalia entered the room from the side bedroom, she was having issues sleeping lately and looked like hell, herself.

mikey extreme: Well, look who has finally decided to join us.

She rolled her eyes at him which caused him to laugh. She made her way to the coffee pot to pour herself a cup when she noticed the girl tied to the tree outside.

vidalia: Who’s the bitch?

mikey extreme: That’s our toy for now..

The scene abruptly fades.

V

Hank Brown sits across from the ever dangerous Mikey eXtreme. Hank looks annoyed, like usual, as Mikey does his best to destroy yet another interview.

hank brown: Are you any bit nervous about entering that ring with the man who beat you with your own move not that long ago?

Perhaps, not the best question to ask Mikey.

mikey extreme: Nervous? A guy gets the best of me one time and I should be nervous about it? A guy uses one of the best moves in wrestling and I should have to worry about it?

No, Hank.

The only one who should be nervous is Henry Spearman. The only one whose nerves should be through the roof is Henry Spearman.

I have nothing to worry about. I have nothing to fear.

hank brown: It doesn’t bother you at all that Spearman defeated you with your own move?

Mikey grabs Hank by his shirt.

mikey extreme: What did I just say to you, Hank? Are you hard of hearing? Or are you just dumb?

It was a fluke.

I laid Spearman out last week with a real super kick. I marked the spot and Spearman went down, he wa out, he felt the power that I posses in that foot.

You think I should fear him? You think that he is in my head? That he has somehow got to me? You have no idea what you’re talking about, Hank. You have no idea how far from the truth that is.

hank brown: I never said he was in your head. But it sounds like he might be there, Mikey.

Mikey connected with a massive super kick on Hank Brown, and drops over him as he speaks to him

mikey extreme: You asked for that, Hank. Just as Henry has asked for it and just as Henry will receive.

The scene fades as Mikey hangs over Hank, laughing.