Post by Alex Jones on Feb 26, 2010 3:20:52 GMT -6
"So it seems I'm a nobody. I'm not even worth a mention from some people and others just mention me in passing."
Jason Evans stands against a chain fence, his long blonde hair flowing down the sides of his face, there seems to be someone else there, someone unseen for now.
"The more I sit and ponder the future, the more questions seem to rise. Can I hang with a man like Brad Kane?. Can my speed overcome the power of "Sexy" Jason Lovegun. Can my speed match it with the light-footed Jack Hammond?."
"Am I good enough to even be here?. In the eyes of many I'm yet to prove myself. I suppose that is what this match will do, it will prove I am meant to be here, it will prove to not only the NCW fans and all my fellow NCW employees but also to myself that I am the real deal..."
Jason smiles to himself and folds his arms over his chest.
"It has been a dream of mine to face one of the "Kane" brothers for a while now. I've heard all the stories about Brad Kane, how a kick from him is more painful than getting hit by buckshot. If I can win this match, if I can stay in this match and last to the end, it is pretty much guaranteed that I can go after the title I've been wanting since day one, the X-Division belt. Andrew Jacobsen is an amazing champion, but no one is going to stand in the way of my dream...."
“I’ve heard the cheers, I’ve heard the gasps as people as turning into believers. They watch and smile, I make people happy with what I do. I live to see and hear the approval, it may seem trivial and maybe even shallow, after all this isn’t a popularity contest. It’s physical competition, but with the risk of sounding cocky and arrogant, I am in great physical shape, and I think with my three rather decisive victories I’ve proven that I’m not to be overlooked. But that is exactly what most of the other competitors are doing, they’re overlooking me...”
“I think it’s time to reveal the secret that many have been speculating about me, see I have been trained, groomed if you will by a man who is a former X-Division champion, a man who has faced current world champion Angel, a man who was one of the greatest NCW performers of all time. And he is a man who will be at Crossroads.......”
Jason smirks and moves a few strands of hair from his handsome face.
“Why not just tell them now Jase?”
A familiar voice rings out as Jason Evans smirks and looks to the side, then coming into frame is Alex Jones, formerly AJ Phoenix. Dressed in a white rock n rebellion bullet for my valentine shirt and baggy blue jeans with a black leather jacket over the top, his shoulder length brown hair cut shorter into an “emo” style now dyed black with a few blonde streaks, he puts a hand on Evans’ shoulder and turns looking at the camera.
“I was the one who trained Jason Evans. I saw his raw talent and started grooming him a year ago to be here, then when it was time for him to rise I took a step back and allowed him to flourish before your eyes before making my return to show you all that he and I are a new force. And he may be concerned with honor and respect, but me, I’m just here to watch him destroy all the so called “new” superstars in NCW. Andrew Jacobsen?, Atreyu?. Please. Meanwhile I have another agenda, one everyone will find out about, but first things first....”
“Jason, you need to get over this honor and respect crap. Nelly Angel and Atreyu are two guys who talk about this bull****. It’s ok to respect your opponent if they earned it. Brad Kane hasn’t earned anything except a kick in the face. He sits in his own little world where he thinks we care about his relationship issues and his kids. He thinks we all care about what happened to Lance Ryan. Truth is Lance was waaaaay past his expiration date.....I’ve had to sit here and listen to you..my prized pupil talk about everyone like you’re walking through a field of sunshine and daisies.”
AJ shakes his head and slaps Evans across the face, Evans spins his head back and gets face to face with AJ, Alex smirks and laughs to himself.
“That’s the fire I want to see. Sexy Jason, Mike Machado, Jack Hammond, they don’t have half the talent you do and Jack Wilde and Sebastian Slone?. Those two jerk offs can’t touch you.”
“I know what you’re trying to do AJ. I can see it. You’re trying to get me to be like you in every way. I love the fact you trained me. I love the fact you push me in ways I’ve never been pushed but I’m not you. You’re like a brother too me but I can’t believe this business is like you say it is....”
“Don’t be a gullible fool. Brad Kane, he has no honor. Sexy Jason?, he’s an STD infected fool , Jack Hammond?, a one hit wonder, the guy is old news and he knows he used up all his luck points. These guys have nothing on you. NOTHING. You and me..we’re going to take over NCW....you the X-Division champion and me the world champion....”
AJ smirks as Evans sighs and looks away
“Come on bro...we have work to do.....”
AJ puts his arm around his protégé and leads him away as the scene fades
Jason Evans stands against a chain fence, his long blonde hair flowing down the sides of his face, there seems to be someone else there, someone unseen for now.
"The more I sit and ponder the future, the more questions seem to rise. Can I hang with a man like Brad Kane?. Can my speed overcome the power of "Sexy" Jason Lovegun. Can my speed match it with the light-footed Jack Hammond?."
"Am I good enough to even be here?. In the eyes of many I'm yet to prove myself. I suppose that is what this match will do, it will prove I am meant to be here, it will prove to not only the NCW fans and all my fellow NCW employees but also to myself that I am the real deal..."
Jason smiles to himself and folds his arms over his chest.
"It has been a dream of mine to face one of the "Kane" brothers for a while now. I've heard all the stories about Brad Kane, how a kick from him is more painful than getting hit by buckshot. If I can win this match, if I can stay in this match and last to the end, it is pretty much guaranteed that I can go after the title I've been wanting since day one, the X-Division belt. Andrew Jacobsen is an amazing champion, but no one is going to stand in the way of my dream...."
“I’ve heard the cheers, I’ve heard the gasps as people as turning into believers. They watch and smile, I make people happy with what I do. I live to see and hear the approval, it may seem trivial and maybe even shallow, after all this isn’t a popularity contest. It’s physical competition, but with the risk of sounding cocky and arrogant, I am in great physical shape, and I think with my three rather decisive victories I’ve proven that I’m not to be overlooked. But that is exactly what most of the other competitors are doing, they’re overlooking me...”
“I think it’s time to reveal the secret that many have been speculating about me, see I have been trained, groomed if you will by a man who is a former X-Division champion, a man who has faced current world champion Angel, a man who was one of the greatest NCW performers of all time. And he is a man who will be at Crossroads.......”
Jason smirks and moves a few strands of hair from his handsome face.
“Why not just tell them now Jase?”
A familiar voice rings out as Jason Evans smirks and looks to the side, then coming into frame is Alex Jones, formerly AJ Phoenix. Dressed in a white rock n rebellion bullet for my valentine shirt and baggy blue jeans with a black leather jacket over the top, his shoulder length brown hair cut shorter into an “emo” style now dyed black with a few blonde streaks, he puts a hand on Evans’ shoulder and turns looking at the camera.
“I was the one who trained Jason Evans. I saw his raw talent and started grooming him a year ago to be here, then when it was time for him to rise I took a step back and allowed him to flourish before your eyes before making my return to show you all that he and I are a new force. And he may be concerned with honor and respect, but me, I’m just here to watch him destroy all the so called “new” superstars in NCW. Andrew Jacobsen?, Atreyu?. Please. Meanwhile I have another agenda, one everyone will find out about, but first things first....”
“Jason, you need to get over this honor and respect crap. Nelly Angel and Atreyu are two guys who talk about this bull****. It’s ok to respect your opponent if they earned it. Brad Kane hasn’t earned anything except a kick in the face. He sits in his own little world where he thinks we care about his relationship issues and his kids. He thinks we all care about what happened to Lance Ryan. Truth is Lance was waaaaay past his expiration date.....I’ve had to sit here and listen to you..my prized pupil talk about everyone like you’re walking through a field of sunshine and daisies.”
AJ shakes his head and slaps Evans across the face, Evans spins his head back and gets face to face with AJ, Alex smirks and laughs to himself.
“That’s the fire I want to see. Sexy Jason, Mike Machado, Jack Hammond, they don’t have half the talent you do and Jack Wilde and Sebastian Slone?. Those two jerk offs can’t touch you.”
“I know what you’re trying to do AJ. I can see it. You’re trying to get me to be like you in every way. I love the fact you trained me. I love the fact you push me in ways I’ve never been pushed but I’m not you. You’re like a brother too me but I can’t believe this business is like you say it is....”
“Don’t be a gullible fool. Brad Kane, he has no honor. Sexy Jason?, he’s an STD infected fool , Jack Hammond?, a one hit wonder, the guy is old news and he knows he used up all his luck points. These guys have nothing on you. NOTHING. You and me..we’re going to take over NCW....you the X-Division champion and me the world champion....”
AJ smirks as Evans sighs and looks away
“Come on bro...we have work to do.....”
AJ puts his arm around his protégé and leads him away as the scene fades