Post by Angel on Apr 29, 2010 18:22:13 GMT -6
”Hi Angel. The wife and I were wondering if you heard from Shelly today, she said she was going to come over and well, we haven’t heard from her. Give me a call son.”
”I think the thing I like the most about Gib is the conviction he put behinds the lies that he weaves. It’s almost like poetry when he strings together incoherent and almost laughable thoughts like “Your afraid” and “I’m not a monster.” You know Gib, I’d be inclined to believe you if it was not for the last two years of listening to you tell everyone how Monstrous you were as you described all your monster like qualities. Truly, the pot has called the kettle black in this case. Because you will never hear me describe myself as anything other than I am. And I’m being absolutely honest with you Gib.
I am not afraid.”
[/b][/center]I am not afraid.”
”Hey douche bag, its me, Rob, have you talked to Shelly, mom and dad are looking for her. Anyway, call me back dick face.”
”The thing about all this is Gib, whether or not I win or lose, I’m not going to run away like you are. You have it set in your mind, once this match is over, your done, it’s over, your mailing it in Gibby. Yeah, sure, you might have enough left in your tank to get through Will and I, you might have just enough gas to get to the next defense, but then what? Your just going to keep surviving just above empty? Gib, you’ve already admitted it, your heart is no longer in wrestling, your life is no longer nCw. You’d prefer to pamper to the needs of your son, the one you ignored, ridiculed and then tried to remove from this Earth.
Once your gone Gib, be it by my hands or anyone else’s, I will be winning back my World Title, and it is My Title, believe me when I say that. Because there isn’t a man here who has worked harder or longer to get to where I am. “
Once your gone Gib, be it by my hands or anyone else’s, I will be winning back my World Title, and it is My Title, believe me when I say that. Because there isn’t a man here who has worked harder or longer to get to where I am. “
”Hey man, it’s Kyle, are you doing allright? I saw your promo and… Well just give me a call.”
[/right]”Tell me something Gib, do you believe the lies that come out of your mouth? Do you believe you really stand a chance against me? When your tank is almost empty, when your heart is somewhere else, when my eyes are set dead on your chest and I’m doing everything in my power to not just put you down, to not just pin your shoulders, but to make sure the name Gib is never uttered again except in memoriam, you think you have a chance?
Don’t make me laugh Gib. This battle is over, the war is lost, and that World Title is coming back to me, because whether you can face the truth or not, I had you beat when Xander cost me that match, I beat you the month before, and I’m going to beat you again. But tell yourself whatever it is you need to hear, just try to keep in mind that I will be holding your future with your son in my hands Sunday Night.”
I delete the last message on my phone before discarding it on the ground. It lands and a little bit of dust kicks up in the head lights of my car.
”The sad thing is Gib, everything you have to say to me now, your petty insults, your half hearted threats.
I’ve heard it before.
Your going to cleanse nCw?
I tried it before.
Your going to kill me?
Please Gib, you’ve had two chances already and I’m still standing. I want you to do something for me, sit back, think long and hard about this company, about everyone in it, and try and find someone besides me who can take the torch from you.
I’m serious Gib.
Adam Knite? Falcon?
Who else?
There is no one else. No one else deserves it, no one else has earned it. You, me, Adam, Falcon, the Age of the Revolution. The men, the ONLY men who stand for anything in this company anymore. You need to come to the realization Gib, not only am I the only one of your opponents who can beat you this Sunday, I’m among the only people who even have the right to stand next to you in the ring.
We may not like each other but I can’t deny what you’ve done, the history you’ve made. It’s people like us who paved the way for morons like Will Washington. They come in, they see us up on our pedestals, with all that history backing us up, all that hype, and they don’t believe it. They come at us with everything, with anything, and every now and then one or two of them manages to slip through the Riot that is nCw and get a shot at one of us, one of the “Gods” if you will, of this company.
Thing is, as Will has demonstrated, they can’t get it done. The young guys haven’t gone through what we went through, they haven’t done the things we’ve done. You and I Gib, whether it be this year, last year, or ten years ago, we have things we can look back on, moments in our careers when we did something, faced someone, who we thought we could never beat and then we did. We both have our own personal moment where we shined brighter than anyone else and we persevered, we overcame and we conquered.
NCw is the best damn company in the world and there was a time you had to be among the best of the best of the best to be a part of it.
You are one of the best Gib, and as much as I hate you, I’ll give you credit where it’s due….
I raise the handi cam closer and half smile.
”And give you the send off you deserve.”
I place the handi cam down on the hood of my car and walk out in front of it, allowing the lights to illuminate me, to make me look more angelic if you will. I don’t want my family to have to squint their eyes in order to see me.
”I’ve always heard that waiting is the hardest part, but in the end, when you finally get the pay off you were waiting for, you have to ask yourself, was it worth it? And no, it wasn’t worth it Will, not even in the slightest. You have no idea how tired I am Will of hearing the same three threats thrown at me over and over and over again.
Your going to beat me down.
Your going to end my career.
And then your going to end my LIFE!?
Well that’s just too far Washington, because no one… BESIDES EVERYONE I’VE EVER FACED BEFORE YOU, has ever crossed that line and made that threat. I almost feel like I should come to the ring with an armed guard in case Washington tries to take this match too far and kill me.
Seriously Washington? That’s the best you could come up with? Did that same tag line work on Jacobsen? Well guess what? It’s not going to work on me William. But hey, go right ahead and waste some oxygen saying things I have heard so many times before that the words have literally lost their meaning. I mean, between you and Gib threatening to kill me, I feel like I should be running for president of the United States or something. It almost feels unnecessary, did I hurt your pride that bad Will? Did I really go too far? One little attack in the dark and that’s enough for Will Washington to throw away his man card and become a whiny little baby who threatens to kill people?
Grow up Washington, the only thing your going to do this Sunday is lose.
[/color]Don’t make me laugh Gib. This battle is over, the war is lost, and that World Title is coming back to me, because whether you can face the truth or not, I had you beat when Xander cost me that match, I beat you the month before, and I’m going to beat you again. But tell yourself whatever it is you need to hear, just try to keep in mind that I will be holding your future with your son in my hands Sunday Night.”
I delete the last message on my phone before discarding it on the ground. It lands and a little bit of dust kicks up in the head lights of my car.
”The sad thing is Gib, everything you have to say to me now, your petty insults, your half hearted threats.
I’ve heard it before.
Your going to cleanse nCw?
I tried it before.
Your going to kill me?
Please Gib, you’ve had two chances already and I’m still standing. I want you to do something for me, sit back, think long and hard about this company, about everyone in it, and try and find someone besides me who can take the torch from you.
I’m serious Gib.
Adam Knite? Falcon?
Who else?
There is no one else. No one else deserves it, no one else has earned it. You, me, Adam, Falcon, the Age of the Revolution. The men, the ONLY men who stand for anything in this company anymore. You need to come to the realization Gib, not only am I the only one of your opponents who can beat you this Sunday, I’m among the only people who even have the right to stand next to you in the ring.
We may not like each other but I can’t deny what you’ve done, the history you’ve made. It’s people like us who paved the way for morons like Will Washington. They come in, they see us up on our pedestals, with all that history backing us up, all that hype, and they don’t believe it. They come at us with everything, with anything, and every now and then one or two of them manages to slip through the Riot that is nCw and get a shot at one of us, one of the “Gods” if you will, of this company.
Thing is, as Will has demonstrated, they can’t get it done. The young guys haven’t gone through what we went through, they haven’t done the things we’ve done. You and I Gib, whether it be this year, last year, or ten years ago, we have things we can look back on, moments in our careers when we did something, faced someone, who we thought we could never beat and then we did. We both have our own personal moment where we shined brighter than anyone else and we persevered, we overcame and we conquered.
NCw is the best damn company in the world and there was a time you had to be among the best of the best of the best to be a part of it.
You are one of the best Gib, and as much as I hate you, I’ll give you credit where it’s due….
I raise the handi cam closer and half smile.
”And give you the send off you deserve.”
I place the handi cam down on the hood of my car and walk out in front of it, allowing the lights to illuminate me, to make me look more angelic if you will. I don’t want my family to have to squint their eyes in order to see me.
”I’ve always heard that waiting is the hardest part, but in the end, when you finally get the pay off you were waiting for, you have to ask yourself, was it worth it? And no, it wasn’t worth it Will, not even in the slightest. You have no idea how tired I am Will of hearing the same three threats thrown at me over and over and over again.
Your going to beat me down.
Your going to end my career.
And then your going to end my LIFE!?
Well that’s just too far Washington, because no one… BESIDES EVERYONE I’VE EVER FACED BEFORE YOU, has ever crossed that line and made that threat. I almost feel like I should come to the ring with an armed guard in case Washington tries to take this match too far and kill me.
Seriously Washington? That’s the best you could come up with? Did that same tag line work on Jacobsen? Well guess what? It’s not going to work on me William. But hey, go right ahead and waste some oxygen saying things I have heard so many times before that the words have literally lost their meaning. I mean, between you and Gib threatening to kill me, I feel like I should be running for president of the United States or something. It almost feels unnecessary, did I hurt your pride that bad Will? Did I really go too far? One little attack in the dark and that’s enough for Will Washington to throw away his man card and become a whiny little baby who threatens to kill people?
Grow up Washington, the only thing your going to do this Sunday is lose.
I wonder if you can see the light bulb that has just lit above my head.
”Hmmm, so you’d really end someone if they came near your sister? You see Will, you shouldn’t say things like that to me, you shouldn’t tell me what you covet, because those are the things I take away. Where you feel like dawning a cape and calling yourself a hero, I’m perfectly happy being the monster under your bed. So tell me Will, where does Tori live? What time does she go to sleep?
And what is she the most afraid of?
Because I bet it’s going to be me.
Uh oh, is Will going to snap now, is he going to lose his cool and go back to being the blood thirsty savage that couldn’t handle losing to Steve Awesome?
Are you going to come after me now with the same intensity you came after Xavier Cross?
And are you going to run away and cry after I completely and utterly destroy you and everything you are Will?
Because I don’t stop Will, not until I’ve won. So if you want to do this, if you really want to make this an issue between us, then you better understand what your getting into. This isn’t going to be you beat me in some random match and I go away. This is going to be played all the way until the end of the game, until only one of us is literally standing, until one of our careers has come to an end. I’ve played this game Will, I’ve won this game, I know the tricks, I know where to hit, I know how to bring a man to his knees. You think I have a problem doing what has to be done to destroy you and everyone around you?
I don’t.
Your sister?
She’d be the beginning.
So remember Will, when you mess with Angel, your not just playing with your own life, your playing with hers too, your playing with everyone you love’s life.
Look Will, I know your sitting back somewhere, taking in everything we have to say and carefully planning every little counter point right down to the letter, balling up your fist with ever point, with every threat, with every insult, but please take some advice and just walk away. Do what you do best, take your ball and go home until the competition is a little less fierce, because I honestly don’t want to play this game with you. You don’t interest me, your not worth my time, and I still have unfinished business with Gib. All I want from you is to get the hell out of my way and keep your eyes off of my World Title. So I can finish what I started, because contrary to what Gib likes to believe, I don’t start fights, I finish them.”[/color]
Foot steps in the distance, feet brushing through dirt.
”All you have to do is look at my history. I came to this company with the intention of defeating Spike Kane.
Done.
My first feud was against Falcon, not only did I beat him in our last match.
I’ve beaten him in every match.
I wanted to rule the X-Division.
Done times three.
I wanted to rule the Tag Team Division.
Longest tag team title reign ever.
I wanted to win the Riot.
I wanted to win the World Title.
I wanted to tear Gib down and unleash the monster,
I wanted to make his son pay.
Every single thing I’ve ever set out to do in this company, I’ve done it. So I ask you Will Washington, what are you going to try to do to me to stop me? Because so far, nothing works and no one can stop me. Yeah, I lose a match here and there, we all do, but in the end, my true goal, whatever it is, I get it done.
So think, please, before you speak, and try to remember that Gib and I have no real problem with you outside of the fact you don’t deserve to be anywhere near the two of us or the World Title. Think of that as a bonus, use it to your advantage and quietly bow out of the match. Your already a gutless little coward Will, you proved that by lowering yourself to my level and attacking me with a chair. Just do yourself a favor, save what little face you still have and go feud with someone your own size, like Xavier Cross for instance, I hear he’s a little prick who runs away when he doesn’t get what he wants just like you…
In fact, grab Brad Kane, you could form a nice little stable called the Quitters and show Sexy Jason and the Ace how it’s really done, really give them a run for their money. Because boys.
Your just not man enough to make it in nCw…
And I’m not a man to begin with.”[/color]
The foot steps are right behind me.
”No, you’re a God. My God.”
”Nero?”
My brother.
”Daddy?”
Nero and Hayleigh,, my family, they came.
”I’m glad you’re here.”[/color]
”We are family, brother.”[/color]
He cracks a smile.
”Come here baby.”[/color]
She runs and jumps into my arms, her head nuzzled into my neck.
”Daddy, wheres mommy?”[/color]
I look over to where my head lights are pointed.
”She’s gone baby…”[/color]
”When is she coming back?”[/color]
Nero places his hand on my shoulder.
”Never.”[/color]
I feel the tears.
”I miss her.”[/color]
I look down.
”Me too.”[/color]
And drop my ring…
”Fill it in.”[/color]
It’s time to go and get ready for Sunday, time to put this behind me, time to move on with my family, my real family, the people who really love me. With my back to Nero, I walk over and put my daughter in her car seat in the back, she tries to peek around but I block her view… I block her from seeing Nero, her uncle… Fill in the hole….
The End.[/center]