Post by Angel on Sept 15, 2010 17:53:26 GMT -6
”Funny Venom, for a man who claims to do his research, you know so very little about your opponent."
[/color]{ Angel, face paint and all, is the only scene. }
"Do you think your ever so smart Venom? Researching me like I'm some kind of homework assignment for you to learn about? And tell me, where did you find such interesting information, for instance, Gib and Brad Kane knocked me off the top of this company?"
"Huh, because I could of sworn I defeated Gib in his last match in nCw, in fact... I do believe I retired Gib... Strange... And he knocked me off you say? Some research Venom. And what about Brad? The man I beat not a week before he won the world title? And again, how did he win that world title Venom? Oh, in a match featuring two other people beside ourselves where in fact he didn't pin or submit me?"
"I'm glad your here to re-write my history for me Venom. You know what they say, don't let facts get in the way of a good story."[/color]
{ Angel just glares at the camera, his eyes unmoving, his breathing slowed to a crawl, each word spoken as if it were carefully thought out. }
"Tell me Venom, since you seem to know me so well, exactly when did I reform? What part of my being with Tara has suddenly made me soft? Weak? Or as nearly infantile as you have become?"
"I know you like to think of us as equals... But come on Venom... I haven't fallen that far yet."[/color]
{ He winks at the camera and cracks a small grin. }
"You said yourself, Alex and I just got through trying to kill each other. Not thirty days ago we walked through hell, hand in hand, in perhaps the most brutal 'non match' in nCw history and your going to look me right in the eyes and call me soft? Now I know your joking Venom."
"People say your a smart guy, I'm even told you could be a main event caliber wrestler here if you wanted, but do you know what else they say about you Venom?"
"They say you don't have it anymore."
"They say your half the man you used to be."
"Look at you Venom. Sucking from the teat of Leonard Fox like a sapling pig. Riding his coat tails into main event after main even with no problem at all and then scoffing when the table scraps become few and far between? Daring to bite the hand that feeds you simply because you think your a big name here? Because you think you deserve what someone like me has?"
"You and Doc are perfect for each other."
"You both want what you refuse to give."
"Respect."
"You stab countless members of this roster in the back."
"Put down or beat down everyone you come across."
"Then you cry to the heavens for someone to love you."
"Acknowledge you."[/color]
{ Angel steps forward. }
"The Young Guns are a joke."
"And so are you."
"And honestly, no one gives a damn anymore. So please, put me to sleep with another tale of how great you were in XHF. Tell me again the fable of the great Phoenix and how he single handily killed a company no one in the real world ever cared about to begin with."
"XHF is dead..."
"And I'm proud to stand with the man who killed it."
"Honestly, you should quit wrestling and take your comedy act on tour..."
"It's a real hit among the actual stars of this show."[/color]
{ Angel laughs to himself as the scene slowly goes dark. }
Alex Jones can be a hard guy to read sometimes, but you can always count on him doing whatever the hell he wants. Sometimes it's for the better, sometimes it's not. Hey, we all make mistakes. But I'll be honest, when he came up to me a few weeks ago and offered to watch my back in case Doc did anything funny, I wasn't sure what to think. Could it be a trap? Is he just looking for another way to take me down? Or does he actually want to put the past behind us and help me teach these Young Guns a little something about respect?[/color]
"You sure about this Alex?"[/color]
"Sure? Alex Jones and Savior X as a tag team? That's a fan boys wet dream come true."[/color]
I'm not sure I've ever seen him this excited about something before. We have a long history of tearing each other to pieces, but I think, for the first time we may actually be on the same page about something.[/color]
"But is it a good idea? Can I trust you?"[/color]
"Can I trust you?"[/color]
Sure, we've got some issues to work out and we don't exactly have the best history as a team, but you know what? No Family is perfect.[/color]
"Look at it this way, we lose, you and I can go back to trying to kill each other."[/color]
*Laughs*"I'd rather not, thank you."[/color]
"Good, then we're agreed. You don't kill me, I don't kill you and we should walk away with those belts easy."[/color]
"I'm sure it won't be easy."[/color]
"Maybe not, but then it wouldn't be so much fun."[/color]
I looked him dead in the eye when he shook my hand and what I saw impressed me. All these years we've been trying to kill each other for one reason or another, but I don't think either of us ever really looked deeper, looked past our hatred or our rivalry and saw how much alike we really are.[/color]
"I've gotta catch up with Shelly, met me at the gym this week, we'll work on our team work a little?"[/color]
"I'll be there."[/color]
He's a good kid, he's got a bright future in nCw, but right here, right now, we're about to enter the next dark chapter of our life's, 'cept this time we're doing it as a team. Ain't that scary?[/color]
{ The feed comes back, our shot is centered on Angel's back which is to the camera. }
"There's a fine line between confidence and arrogance..."[/color]
{ He twists his neck to crack it. }
"Doc just can't seem to stick to one side of it..."[/color]
{ He cocks his head to look at us, his eyes fixated on the lens like a predator watching it's prey. }
"See, he wants people to respect him, he wants nCw to acknowledge him as a legitimate threat to the world title, to look at him like they look at Adam Knite, Steve Awesome, Falcon and the rest. He, like Pinocchio, just wants to be a real boy."
"Awwww..."
"One problem Pinocchio, you just can't seem to find your way out of that web of lies you weave."
"Spinning and spinning and spinning until all you have is nothing and no one believes you..."
"Or in you."[/color]
{ Angel turns around and begins to walk toward the camera, pointing his index finger right at us. }
"Remember, you were the one who lied to her."
"You were the one who threatened me."
"You Doc.
"Not me."
"I chose to not make a big deal about this."
"I chose to let you walk away with your dignity."
"And even after the childish insults and threats, I still made an effort to talk to you."
"But YOUR friends sent me away, told me you didn't want to see me."
"So either their lying or you are."
"Which is it Doc?"[/color]
{ He waits for only a moment. }
"Are you really that big of an asshole?"
"Or perhaps the Young Guns aren't as close as they seem?"[/color]
{ Angel raises an eyebrow. }
"Sad thing is, for all your lying and hype, you actually have God given talent. But stamping your feet like a pissed off two year old who didn't get mac and cheese for dinner isn't being an adult and it certainly isn't showing me the respect we all know I deserve."
"That's being a baby."[/color]
{ He just grins. }
"Why don't you tell me again how you beat me Doc, how you made me tap out that one time. Since all you and Venom seem to be able to do lately is relive the past. Come on, I wanna hear one more time..."
"Pretty please?"
"Word to the wise, allot of people have beaten me once..."
"And only once."
"So the next time your backstage bullying your sister into making me like you, keep in mind that I've beaten you as well and I'm not going to be nearly as friendly as last time."
"I don't like you Doc, but I love Tara with all my heart and when she asked me to bury the hatchet with you, I agreed, for her. But you seem to have made it your mission to ram a wedge between us and if it's a fight you want..."
"It's a fight you'll get."
"You wanted to know why I don't like you, this is why..."
"Your ego..."
"Your friends..."
"And your bull****..."
"Venom's already dug his grave, Doc. You still have a chance. You showed the world that you could be more than a walking, talking ego when you decided the Front Office wasn't worth your time. Take pride in the fact that you have at least that much honor. Now take it a step further Doc. Put aside the trash talk and the ridiculous threats. Step forward like a man, like I tried to, and shake my hand before this match."
"You get respect..."
"When you give it."[/color]
{ Fade. }
Allot of people will tell you that family and wrestling do not mix... Their right.[/color]
"What the hell?"[/color]
Tara wants so badly for her brother and I to be friends, to come together and be a family, but I just don't think it's possibly. I want to make her happy, but what she's asked of us, while I'm willing to do it, I don't think Doc ever will be.[/color]
"Look..."[/color]
"I asked you to try and be his friend, not challenge him to a cage match for the tag team titles!"[/color]
"Well that wasn't my intention, but I couldn't let them just beat Alex senseless out there."[/color]
"Why not, you've tried to countless times?"[/color]
"Why not? You know why not, my daughter, his soon to be step daughter, if I just let Alex get killed out there she'd be devastated, and I can't let that happen."[/color]
Despite everything, Hayleigh still loves him and I can't ignore that. Alex Jones may be my bitterest of rivals, but he's a part of my family now, whether I like it or not. When Doc and Venom attacked him, as far as I'm concerned, they attacked my family.[/color]
"I'm sorry Tara, I wish there was another way to settle this, but we're wrestlers, more so, we're rivals, and somethings just have to end in the ring. You of all people should understand."[/color]
"I do, I do... I just wish it didn't have to be this way..."[/color]
"Me too."[/color]
You can wish in one hand and **** other, which one fills up first?[/color]
"When this match is over you have to promise me something..."[/color]
"Anything."[/color]
"Promise me you'll put your differences aside... Not just for me... But for our family... The one we're about to have."[/color]
And that's when it dawned on me, when I realized she hadn't wrestled all month, not since that night we... She's pregnant... With my child... Tara and I are having a baby... Every time I think she couldn't make me happier she finds a way...[/color]
"I love you."[/color]
"I love you."[/color]
I promised Tara that after this match is over..."
"I will treat you like my brother..."
"And I will..."
"For her..."
"For the child in her belly..."
"For your niece or nephew..."
"First thing Monday morning we're BFF's..."
"In the mean time..."
"You'll get what you give..."
"And trust me..."
"You've got a big piece of humble pie coming your way..."
"..Brother..."[/color]
The End.
Well there's those that do
And those that just do talking
We're all going through hell
It's burn or keep on walking
The blackguards sing their shanty
Pure death riding the wind
Right now it's do or die
Now will you choose to live
The memories that ruin you
You're torn apart your doubt must
Die
It only fell apart 'cause you let it
Bled of all you had to lose
Pick up the pieces with your broken
Hands[/center]