Post by Davey Ortega on Apr 22, 2006 8:31:58 GMT -5
So, here I am. The champion. I hear the sayings and rumors in the locker room. He only won because Bobby Cairo intervened...he will lose at Payback....he will not go down in history at all.....
::The scene opens to view the secluded house in the small patch of woods. The camera zooms in seeing Victor walking toward the door, the WCF title slung around his shoulder. He opens the door and walks in, closing it behind him. He turns on the lights...and looks up. Nothing. He sees an empty room. He kind of smiles...but only to be hiding something. He walks toward the couch and sits down. Placing the WCF title on his lap...and just stares at it. He takes a few deep breaths.::
Victor: I have done it. I have become a two time World Championship Federation Champion. I pinned Reckless Jack on Slam. I ended his reign, and thus began a new one. What could bring me down now? What coul--
Voice: What can bring you down now? Oh, I have a few things that will easily bring you down...
::Victor looks up and sees ''Mike''::
Mike: What the hell, Victor? What the hell was that display I saw on Slam two weeks ago? That was pitiful!!
Victor: What are you talking about? I did it! I won! I did it for me, for you....for dad.
Mike: You know damn well what I am talking about. Bobby Cairo is what I'm talking about. He made you look like a damn fool. He came out of nowhere....and took your time on Slam. Your main event time! He came and cracked Jack upside his head with a chair...then in one move...ONE MOVE...destroyed Jack. What's wrong, Victor? Couldn't get the job done by yourself?!?! Answer me...
Victor: I---I...I didn't know he was going to come and do that, I mean...
Mike: Oh right...please. The man gets screwed by Jack...so of course if he has the opportunity he is going to do the same thing to him. You were his oppertunity...and he took full advantage of it. It may look like he helped you, but in reality he hurt you. He made you look weak. He made you look foolish. He practically told everyone you couldn't do it on your own. Victor, how do you feel about that...how do you feel that that title, the win....everything was hollow...how does that make you feel?
Victor: Angry....
Mike: Elaborate...
Victor: You're right...as always. You are always right, Mike. That little bastard took....took my moment...my second biggest moment of my life...he took it away from me. He made me look weak and helpless. No...not again. I will not be seen as a false champion again!! I don't care what that bastards reasons are...he will pay for doing that to me. He will pay with his blood...and his tears. At Payback...I will look down at him...at his unrecognizable body, and that mangled face...and laugh. I will watch him cry, and listen to him beg for mercy. The pleas...will fall on deaf ears. I will not stop until he screams ''No more, no more!!! You are the better wrestler.'' Then...I will put him out of his misery. I will send him to the hospital....no...thats to good for him...I will send him straight to hell. I will make him see...the error in his ways. Make him feel the agony of a man tortured...make him scream like a bitch because he can not take an ounce of my world, of my suffering.
Mike: Atta boy...though save all that anger and hatred for Payback. For some reason, our grand leader...Logan...has decided to put you in a tag match this Sunday. You and Cairo...to take on himself and Jack. A special referee match...the former owner Seth will be the referee. You have to team up against the man who took your moment....but you have to take on the man you hate the most. The man who is your greatest enemy...Logan. The five year feud apparently enters its sixth year. This is the man...who mocked you, humiliated you...and disgraced the Taylor name time and time again. You heard what he said two weeks ago. That the only reason he booked the match was to watch you fail. You....and say this loosely...proved him wrong. You are the WCF Champion...and he is not. Hold your head high on that thought alone. You heard what he said last week....he knew you would win. What the hell? He can't even stick with one story....and he is running the company? WCF was in better hands with Ortega. This man deserves to get his ass handed to him by you, the man that wouldn't give up...that would always rise up and challenge him...no matter what. Are you ready to team up with your challenger, to face the man you hate the most?
Victor: I am not happy that I have to team up with Cairo...it will be hard to not beat the hell out of him. Though, I think I will manage. My hatred for Logan...runs deeper than anyone can ever say. Come Slam I will hurt him...I will unleash so much on him. I could give a damn less about Jack. He is no longer my concern. Logan...I want you to listen to me. I don't care if you own, run, and call all the shots in WCF. I am going to beat you like a red headed step child. I have the power to now...I am the champion. I hold the cards now. I ...unlike so many other times...have something to lose...my title. Therefore I will not back down...I will keep fighting tooth and nail. You think I don't deserve your respect? That's fine by me. I don't need your damn respect...what I do need is to see you bleed. Oh, I will see it on Slam. Slam is my show...and not a damn person will ever tell me any different. I own Slam...I AM Slam. I don't give a god damn if you are the most recognizable figure in WCF...or if you are the WCF Icon. I am WCF's Nightmare!! Icons fall when their Nightmares are right in front of them. Icons have fear...and Nightmares put the fear in them. This tag match....is much more than that. It is the beginning of another chapter in our story...only this time I have the pen and I write who does what. I say Logan loses...and Victor wins. I say Logan bleeds...and is left in the ring a broken man...while Victor walks out..carrying this ::Victor holds up his WCF Championship title:: with me. Taking it to Payback and walking out with it after Payback. You will not stop me...because you will not have the time to. On Slam I will show you to stay the hell out of my way or we will go at it tooth and nail again. Hmm...though I have a feeling it will happen anyways. So come on Logan...try me again...test me one more time. Lets see if you can beat me again. I can't wait till Slam...till I arrive on my show. Oh, and as for Seth...Seth...do yourself a favor and call the match straight down the middle. Or I will snap your neck like a twig. Honestly, Lerch...putting you in the hospital would bring me great pleasure. I have never liked you. So please...give me one bad call so I can beat the hell out of you too. Hell...I'll take out the damn lot of you. Until Slam, kids....
Mike: Oh, that was beautiful...
:Scene cuts::
::The scene opens to view the secluded house in the small patch of woods. The camera zooms in seeing Victor walking toward the door, the WCF title slung around his shoulder. He opens the door and walks in, closing it behind him. He turns on the lights...and looks up. Nothing. He sees an empty room. He kind of smiles...but only to be hiding something. He walks toward the couch and sits down. Placing the WCF title on his lap...and just stares at it. He takes a few deep breaths.::
Victor: I have done it. I have become a two time World Championship Federation Champion. I pinned Reckless Jack on Slam. I ended his reign, and thus began a new one. What could bring me down now? What coul--
Voice: What can bring you down now? Oh, I have a few things that will easily bring you down...
::Victor looks up and sees ''Mike''::
Mike: What the hell, Victor? What the hell was that display I saw on Slam two weeks ago? That was pitiful!!
Victor: What are you talking about? I did it! I won! I did it for me, for you....for dad.
Mike: You know damn well what I am talking about. Bobby Cairo is what I'm talking about. He made you look like a damn fool. He came out of nowhere....and took your time on Slam. Your main event time! He came and cracked Jack upside his head with a chair...then in one move...ONE MOVE...destroyed Jack. What's wrong, Victor? Couldn't get the job done by yourself?!?! Answer me...
Victor: I---I...I didn't know he was going to come and do that, I mean...
Mike: Oh right...please. The man gets screwed by Jack...so of course if he has the opportunity he is going to do the same thing to him. You were his oppertunity...and he took full advantage of it. It may look like he helped you, but in reality he hurt you. He made you look weak. He made you look foolish. He practically told everyone you couldn't do it on your own. Victor, how do you feel about that...how do you feel that that title, the win....everything was hollow...how does that make you feel?
Victor: Angry....
Mike: Elaborate...
Victor: You're right...as always. You are always right, Mike. That little bastard took....took my moment...my second biggest moment of my life...he took it away from me. He made me look weak and helpless. No...not again. I will not be seen as a false champion again!! I don't care what that bastards reasons are...he will pay for doing that to me. He will pay with his blood...and his tears. At Payback...I will look down at him...at his unrecognizable body, and that mangled face...and laugh. I will watch him cry, and listen to him beg for mercy. The pleas...will fall on deaf ears. I will not stop until he screams ''No more, no more!!! You are the better wrestler.'' Then...I will put him out of his misery. I will send him to the hospital....no...thats to good for him...I will send him straight to hell. I will make him see...the error in his ways. Make him feel the agony of a man tortured...make him scream like a bitch because he can not take an ounce of my world, of my suffering.
Mike: Atta boy...though save all that anger and hatred for Payback. For some reason, our grand leader...Logan...has decided to put you in a tag match this Sunday. You and Cairo...to take on himself and Jack. A special referee match...the former owner Seth will be the referee. You have to team up against the man who took your moment....but you have to take on the man you hate the most. The man who is your greatest enemy...Logan. The five year feud apparently enters its sixth year. This is the man...who mocked you, humiliated you...and disgraced the Taylor name time and time again. You heard what he said two weeks ago. That the only reason he booked the match was to watch you fail. You....and say this loosely...proved him wrong. You are the WCF Champion...and he is not. Hold your head high on that thought alone. You heard what he said last week....he knew you would win. What the hell? He can't even stick with one story....and he is running the company? WCF was in better hands with Ortega. This man deserves to get his ass handed to him by you, the man that wouldn't give up...that would always rise up and challenge him...no matter what. Are you ready to team up with your challenger, to face the man you hate the most?
Victor: I am not happy that I have to team up with Cairo...it will be hard to not beat the hell out of him. Though, I think I will manage. My hatred for Logan...runs deeper than anyone can ever say. Come Slam I will hurt him...I will unleash so much on him. I could give a damn less about Jack. He is no longer my concern. Logan...I want you to listen to me. I don't care if you own, run, and call all the shots in WCF. I am going to beat you like a red headed step child. I have the power to now...I am the champion. I hold the cards now. I ...unlike so many other times...have something to lose...my title. Therefore I will not back down...I will keep fighting tooth and nail. You think I don't deserve your respect? That's fine by me. I don't need your damn respect...what I do need is to see you bleed. Oh, I will see it on Slam. Slam is my show...and not a damn person will ever tell me any different. I own Slam...I AM Slam. I don't give a god damn if you are the most recognizable figure in WCF...or if you are the WCF Icon. I am WCF's Nightmare!! Icons fall when their Nightmares are right in front of them. Icons have fear...and Nightmares put the fear in them. This tag match....is much more than that. It is the beginning of another chapter in our story...only this time I have the pen and I write who does what. I say Logan loses...and Victor wins. I say Logan bleeds...and is left in the ring a broken man...while Victor walks out..carrying this ::Victor holds up his WCF Championship title:: with me. Taking it to Payback and walking out with it after Payback. You will not stop me...because you will not have the time to. On Slam I will show you to stay the hell out of my way or we will go at it tooth and nail again. Hmm...though I have a feeling it will happen anyways. So come on Logan...try me again...test me one more time. Lets see if you can beat me again. I can't wait till Slam...till I arrive on my show. Oh, and as for Seth...Seth...do yourself a favor and call the match straight down the middle. Or I will snap your neck like a twig. Honestly, Lerch...putting you in the hospital would bring me great pleasure. I have never liked you. So please...give me one bad call so I can beat the hell out of you too. Hell...I'll take out the damn lot of you. Until Slam, kids....
Mike: Oh, that was beautiful...
:Scene cuts::
