Post by Alex Jones on May 31, 2010 23:53:55 GMT -6
“Can you make it out to Graff Spencer?...it’s spelt G-R-A-F-F...”
I smirk as I look at the pimply kid before me. Another fan I’ve made smile by my appearance. I nod and smile back as I stand up having signed my last autograph. I walk out the back waving to a few other NCW superstars who have made it to the autograph signing, I get out to my car and find my keys, before I can get into my car however I feel a tap on my shoulder. I turn around to find Chad Lights smiling holding a microphone.
“Alex!, I’m glad I caught you. I wanted to get your reaction to the announcement that you’ll be facing one of three possible contenders for your X-Division title.”
I smile to myself sliding my hands into the pockets of my jeans. I shake my head a little to keep my hair out of my eyes and focus on Chad. Confidence and youthful exuberance ooze from every pore I lean in and snatch the mic from Chad’s hands lightly pushing him back.
“I think it’s great that NCW have decided to give three pe0ople a potential shot at me. I think it’s great that they have fought so hard for their shots. But now they still have to go through each other to get to me. One more final test until they have a chance to become X-Division champion. The man who I end up facing will have truly earned it. But who will it be?. Will it be Stefan Rzany?. Shawn Styles?. Perhaps Freakke?. I honestly don’t know and that is what makes this whole situation exciting. Three men, three different challenges, three different game plans. I could be facing a man who has become twisted, demented...evil...”
“The face painted clown, the hardcore joker. Freakke. Freakke is no joke. He’s completely insane. And I could have to step in the ring with him. Risk my life, my wellbeing and my career with a man who has little or no compassion, no honor, no mercy. I’m pretty sure he has no empathy for human life and suffering. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t apprehensive about facing him, or rather the possibility of facing him. But I can live in hope that one of the others will take him out before I have to step foot in the ring with this evil clown. I’ve always been afraid of clowns. Ever since I saw the movie adaptation of Stephan King’s “It”...”
I go off in a trance remembering parts from the film, I shake myself out of it for a moment and slowly turn my head to find a big red balloon when a voice whispers...
“We all float down here”
OH...MY...GOD....
“WHAT THE HE-...”
I collect my senses to find Chad Light’s holding the balloon laughing behind me.
“What...the hell....... is wrong with you?.....”
Chad doesn’t answer me, he just chuckles and stumbles on his clumsy words.
“You know what you’ve lost all lap dog privileges. Go stand in the corner”
“But...I...I’m not a lapdog...I shouldn’t and won’t go in the...”
“CORNER NOW....”
He puts his head down and walks away, I turn my head back around to find a clowns face next to me, I jump out of my skin before realising it’s an inflatable clown that bounces back up when you hit it. I look around at the camera crew who think it’s funny...
“Oh hardy har har......”
I smirk and shake my head trying to get my mind back “on-topic”.
“I heard what you had to say Freakke and honestly I’m not surprised. You honestly think you can beat me?. You’re really going to discount all I’ve done so you can spout off and look at me like I’m nothing. Don’t get it twisted here. I may be a little apprehensive about facing you but that doesn’t mean if I have to I won’t slap the face paint off your bitch ass. You want my title you’re welcome to try laughin’ boy but you have to make it through two other guys first, or maybe just one depending on who is first in the ring. But that’s right I’m just a “lame duck” who squawks and squawks but doesn’t actually do anything right?.....”
“Hmmm....X-Division championships won by me...two. Championships of any kind won by Freakke....zero. I’ve defeated former world champions, main evented pay per views and just this past week I defeated the current Xtreme champion Doc. A guy who was cutting through the competition like a hot knife through butter. So tell me Freakke which one of us seems to be the one flapping his gums here?. Next time you talk to me I hope it’s with more respect for someone of my standing. Cause while I may not be the biggest name these days I’m still a champion, I’m still a man who has beaten some of the best NCW has to offer..in short you poor man’s pennywise....I’m better than you....”
I chuckle to myself and told my head sideways sitting against the frame of my car. Beautiful machine. 1978 Chevy camero. Much better than the new 2010, this is a classic.....
“And that brings me to Stefan Rzany. You know it’s funny but I always wanted to face Lance Ryan back in the day while he was Mr Dominant. But now it appears he’s back with a vengeance. New name but still the same. Still a man who should be respected and make no mistake Stefan, I do respect you. You may have changed your name but you’re still a man who has shown through his actions and words in and out of the ring that he is a major force in NCW. So this Sunday it will indeed be an honor to face you. Atleast I hope to face you. Because out of all three of my perspective opponents in this gauntlet you’re the one who would challenge me the most physically as well as mentally...”
“But please don’t take this admiration and respect as a weakness Stefan. If you step in my ring trying to take MY title I’ll still kick your teeth down your throat. But then again I know you’ll be looking to do the exact same thing. I can see where you were coming from though Stefan, I too walked away and returned under a new name. Mine was because I was sick of it all and came back under my given name. And since then despite a few setbacks I came back stronger and better than ever. Many doubted me. But who have I lost to since I returned?. Will Washington a man who has fought for the world title and who has proved his worth here and earned my respect. I lost to Rob Diamond a man who held the X-Division title for longer than I did and a man who could be a champion again...if he pulled his head out of his ass.”
“But who have I beaten?. Who has fallen to their knees in front of me?. Steve Awesome, Angel, Dirty Deal, Andrew Jacobsen, Nathan Doe...Doc.....they have all fallen to me in the last few months. I’ve been on a roll Stefan. And I told the world I wasn’t going to stop until I got back to the top and right now you are one of those men who could stand in my way. The first NCW champion, a two time champion, a former tag champion and a member of the hall of fame. Impressive credentials....but Lance, Stefan....you’re still not me.....and I am on fire...”
I smile to myself again, my heart beating faster. The realisation of true competition and challenge pumping through my veins...
“And then there’s the third member of this little group Shawn Styles. I watched you dismantle Destructor!. Very well Done Shawn, you impressed alot of people of the last few weeks, hell you’ve been with the company for a month and you already have a shot at the X-Division title. And you certainly fit into the vision of an X-Division wrestler don’t you?. Fast, exciting, strong, technically sound. You could very well be the dark horse of this match. We have freakke a guy who has tried and failed time and time again to win the title, Stefan Rzany a former world champion starting over from scratch and now you. The cocky rookie looking to make a name for yourself. You know you’re good and you’re not afraid to say it and show it...”
“I like that Shawn, I do. I get you’re a talented guy and in a few months you will be a legitimate contender for the X-Division title but until then you’re just filler. You’re in the match to give it that X-Factor. And while you may be good enough to beat the painted moron I doubt you’ll get past Rzany, and even if you do, I haven’t seen enough out of you to believe you can beat me. But I suppose we’ll see Shawn, but just remember this, you can talk all you want against me, I won’t get scared off my game like Destructor! Did. He was a kid, I’m a veteran and an X-Division legend....remember that son....”
I laugh and turn throwing the mic to Chad before getting in my car, I start the engine and start to drive turning out of the parking lot. I start to drive down the deserted streets getting out onto the highway. The full moon shines down making the road, the trees and the hills shine, I admire the scenery, I look on the road and slam on the breaks seeing a woman in the middle of the road...oh god...it’s Shelly...
“What....it can’t be...”
She slowly looks up, she’s wearing a hospital gown her eyes sunken into her head. Her beauty almost faded except for a small sparkle in her eyes she looks to me and tilts her head....
“Help me.......”
I shake my head and close my eyes, when I open them...she’s gone....along with a small part of my sanity......
I smirk as I look at the pimply kid before me. Another fan I’ve made smile by my appearance. I nod and smile back as I stand up having signed my last autograph. I walk out the back waving to a few other NCW superstars who have made it to the autograph signing, I get out to my car and find my keys, before I can get into my car however I feel a tap on my shoulder. I turn around to find Chad Lights smiling holding a microphone.
“Alex!, I’m glad I caught you. I wanted to get your reaction to the announcement that you’ll be facing one of three possible contenders for your X-Division title.”
I smile to myself sliding my hands into the pockets of my jeans. I shake my head a little to keep my hair out of my eyes and focus on Chad. Confidence and youthful exuberance ooze from every pore I lean in and snatch the mic from Chad’s hands lightly pushing him back.
“I think it’s great that NCW have decided to give three pe0ople a potential shot at me. I think it’s great that they have fought so hard for their shots. But now they still have to go through each other to get to me. One more final test until they have a chance to become X-Division champion. The man who I end up facing will have truly earned it. But who will it be?. Will it be Stefan Rzany?. Shawn Styles?. Perhaps Freakke?. I honestly don’t know and that is what makes this whole situation exciting. Three men, three different challenges, three different game plans. I could be facing a man who has become twisted, demented...evil...”
“The face painted clown, the hardcore joker. Freakke. Freakke is no joke. He’s completely insane. And I could have to step in the ring with him. Risk my life, my wellbeing and my career with a man who has little or no compassion, no honor, no mercy. I’m pretty sure he has no empathy for human life and suffering. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t apprehensive about facing him, or rather the possibility of facing him. But I can live in hope that one of the others will take him out before I have to step foot in the ring with this evil clown. I’ve always been afraid of clowns. Ever since I saw the movie adaptation of Stephan King’s “It”...”
I go off in a trance remembering parts from the film, I shake myself out of it for a moment and slowly turn my head to find a big red balloon when a voice whispers...
“We all float down here”
OH...MY...GOD....
“WHAT THE HE-...”
I collect my senses to find Chad Light’s holding the balloon laughing behind me.
“What...the hell....... is wrong with you?.....”
Chad doesn’t answer me, he just chuckles and stumbles on his clumsy words.
“You know what you’ve lost all lap dog privileges. Go stand in the corner”
“But...I...I’m not a lapdog...I shouldn’t and won’t go in the...”
“CORNER NOW....”
He puts his head down and walks away, I turn my head back around to find a clowns face next to me, I jump out of my skin before realising it’s an inflatable clown that bounces back up when you hit it. I look around at the camera crew who think it’s funny...
“Oh hardy har har......”
I smirk and shake my head trying to get my mind back “on-topic”.
“I heard what you had to say Freakke and honestly I’m not surprised. You honestly think you can beat me?. You’re really going to discount all I’ve done so you can spout off and look at me like I’m nothing. Don’t get it twisted here. I may be a little apprehensive about facing you but that doesn’t mean if I have to I won’t slap the face paint off your bitch ass. You want my title you’re welcome to try laughin’ boy but you have to make it through two other guys first, or maybe just one depending on who is first in the ring. But that’s right I’m just a “lame duck” who squawks and squawks but doesn’t actually do anything right?.....”
“Hmmm....X-Division championships won by me...two. Championships of any kind won by Freakke....zero. I’ve defeated former world champions, main evented pay per views and just this past week I defeated the current Xtreme champion Doc. A guy who was cutting through the competition like a hot knife through butter. So tell me Freakke which one of us seems to be the one flapping his gums here?. Next time you talk to me I hope it’s with more respect for someone of my standing. Cause while I may not be the biggest name these days I’m still a champion, I’m still a man who has beaten some of the best NCW has to offer..in short you poor man’s pennywise....I’m better than you....”
I chuckle to myself and told my head sideways sitting against the frame of my car. Beautiful machine. 1978 Chevy camero. Much better than the new 2010, this is a classic.....
“And that brings me to Stefan Rzany. You know it’s funny but I always wanted to face Lance Ryan back in the day while he was Mr Dominant. But now it appears he’s back with a vengeance. New name but still the same. Still a man who should be respected and make no mistake Stefan, I do respect you. You may have changed your name but you’re still a man who has shown through his actions and words in and out of the ring that he is a major force in NCW. So this Sunday it will indeed be an honor to face you. Atleast I hope to face you. Because out of all three of my perspective opponents in this gauntlet you’re the one who would challenge me the most physically as well as mentally...”
“But please don’t take this admiration and respect as a weakness Stefan. If you step in my ring trying to take MY title I’ll still kick your teeth down your throat. But then again I know you’ll be looking to do the exact same thing. I can see where you were coming from though Stefan, I too walked away and returned under a new name. Mine was because I was sick of it all and came back under my given name. And since then despite a few setbacks I came back stronger and better than ever. Many doubted me. But who have I lost to since I returned?. Will Washington a man who has fought for the world title and who has proved his worth here and earned my respect. I lost to Rob Diamond a man who held the X-Division title for longer than I did and a man who could be a champion again...if he pulled his head out of his ass.”
“But who have I beaten?. Who has fallen to their knees in front of me?. Steve Awesome, Angel, Dirty Deal, Andrew Jacobsen, Nathan Doe...Doc.....they have all fallen to me in the last few months. I’ve been on a roll Stefan. And I told the world I wasn’t going to stop until I got back to the top and right now you are one of those men who could stand in my way. The first NCW champion, a two time champion, a former tag champion and a member of the hall of fame. Impressive credentials....but Lance, Stefan....you’re still not me.....and I am on fire...”
I smile to myself again, my heart beating faster. The realisation of true competition and challenge pumping through my veins...
“And then there’s the third member of this little group Shawn Styles. I watched you dismantle Destructor!. Very well Done Shawn, you impressed alot of people of the last few weeks, hell you’ve been with the company for a month and you already have a shot at the X-Division title. And you certainly fit into the vision of an X-Division wrestler don’t you?. Fast, exciting, strong, technically sound. You could very well be the dark horse of this match. We have freakke a guy who has tried and failed time and time again to win the title, Stefan Rzany a former world champion starting over from scratch and now you. The cocky rookie looking to make a name for yourself. You know you’re good and you’re not afraid to say it and show it...”
“I like that Shawn, I do. I get you’re a talented guy and in a few months you will be a legitimate contender for the X-Division title but until then you’re just filler. You’re in the match to give it that X-Factor. And while you may be good enough to beat the painted moron I doubt you’ll get past Rzany, and even if you do, I haven’t seen enough out of you to believe you can beat me. But I suppose we’ll see Shawn, but just remember this, you can talk all you want against me, I won’t get scared off my game like Destructor! Did. He was a kid, I’m a veteran and an X-Division legend....remember that son....”
I laugh and turn throwing the mic to Chad before getting in my car, I start the engine and start to drive turning out of the parking lot. I start to drive down the deserted streets getting out onto the highway. The full moon shines down making the road, the trees and the hills shine, I admire the scenery, I look on the road and slam on the breaks seeing a woman in the middle of the road...oh god...it’s Shelly...
“What....it can’t be...”
She slowly looks up, she’s wearing a hospital gown her eyes sunken into her head. Her beauty almost faded except for a small sparkle in her eyes she looks to me and tilts her head....
“Help me.......”
I shake my head and close my eyes, when I open them...she’s gone....along with a small part of my sanity......