Post by Angel on Oct 18, 2010 22:28:11 GMT -6
*Continued from "BYOC"*
"Rob and I haven't always seen eye to eye... In fact for most of my marriage to his sister Shelly, we down right hated each other."
[/color]"Rob and I haven't always seen eye to eye... In fact for most of my marriage to his sister Shelly, we down right hated each other."
{ Angel rubs the bridge of his nose with his right index finger and thumb. He looks like he hasn't sleep at all with the hint of dark circles under his eyes. Angel looks up and around the hospital waiting room and continues to speak. }
"But even after all the lying and cheating and endless jokes about how I dress... I still respected the kid. He had this crazy, never say die attitude that I just couldn't ignore..."[/color]
{ Angel chuckles to himself, thinking back. }
"I remember the week he fought Homeless Harold in a one on one match... Heh... He knew he was going to lose. Down right admitted that Harold was going to destroy him.. And he still went out there and fought that match, nearly won it too. And that was what Rob was all about. Finding that one challenge he couldn't overcome, that one mountain he couldn't climb and just taking a piss all over it...hehehe... Sure, he found himself on his ass more than once, but he didn't care, he'd just get up and do it again next week..."[/color]
{ He chokes back a few tears, it had been hours since he got the call from Shelly, and still the doctors had no updates, just that he was alive and they were doing everything they could. Tara came around the back of Angel's chair and began to rub his shoulders, trying to get him to relax. But he wouldn't relax until he knew that Rob was going to be ok. }
"Never once was I nice to the kid... Never once did I show him the respect he deserved... Never once did I say anything kind to him... Never 'Hey Rob, good match tonight' or 'Looking good Rob, that world title is yours for the taking.' No, instead I insulted him, kicked him out of my home, told him I hated him and he'd never amount to anything... And now... Now he's in that room... He's hanging on by a thread... And he doesn't know... He doesn't know how damn good he is... How much I care about the little ****... He doesn't know anything..."[/color]
{ He can't help but let a tear slide down his cheek. Tara leans down and wipes it away before giving Angel a little kiss. He looks around again seeing Kyle and Alex both sitting across the room from him, Shelly, Rob's sister and Alex's soon to be wife was with the Doctors still. }
"You can't beat yourself up Angel. He didn't do this because of you or me or anyone. He did this because it just got too hard. He couldn't deal with it anymore. Blaming yourself isn't going to fix anything. All we can do is be there for him from now on."[/color]
"Yeah, maybe Kyle. Maybe it isn't just my fault... But I can't help but feel a little responsible..."[/color]
"First...
Who the hell are the Rat Pack?
Second...
Why the hell should I care?
What was that?
One half of your team hasn't heard of Blood Ties?
One half of your team doesn't know anything about us?
One half of your team actually thinks Alex and I aren't good singles wrestlers?
And what the hell have you ever done Johnny Holliday?
Win a "World" title off an eighteen year old punk fresh out of wrestling school down at the local Bingo hall?
Because I'm a REAL former World Champion.
And I also have the most wins of any man in this promotion.
So maybe you want to shut your mouth now before you choke on that foot of yours.
Moron...
So what the hell were you doing while Carvetti was googling us? Picking your ass? I can't even begin to tell you how incredibly stupid it is to walk in the door of nCw and immediately assume that everyone on the roster has had an equally unimpressive career as your own. Sorry to break the news Johnny, but nCw is full of OTHER PROMOTIONS champions. it's why this company above all others is the greatest wrestling company in the world today. It's why nCw alone dominates the ratings, crushes the competition and promotes some of the greatest wrestlers you are ever to come across...
But you wouldn't know that, now would you?
Not with all that time your spending staring at that reflection of yours.
So tell me Johnny, since you've never heard of me or Alex, does it feel good knowing your about to walk into a prison rape like experience? Yeah, that's right, that's the exact analogy I want to use because that's what this match is basically going to be. You don't walk in the door and call out two of the biggest stars in the company and not expect to get your ass hammered like the snot nosed bitch that you are.
Hey, want to know why Alex and I teamed up? We couldn't find any one person on this roster good enough to give us a challenge, so we decided to see if any two men teamed up could take us down. So far so good, we're still rolling right through anyone they put in front of us.
But you wouldn't know that either.
Because your name wasn't attached to it.
Perhaps next time I lay someone out on live tv...
I'll dedicate the match to Johnny Holliday...
Sound good?
And why don't you just do me a favor and save the tired speech about how you don't care who we are. That's already pretty damn obvious Johnny, if you cared, you'd of taken the time to research. But hey, we can't all be the suave face with the cocky attitude that the fans just can't help but adore...
Yeah right...
Like you have any fans...
Has anyone besides your own mother even heard of you?
Does anyone outside of the Rat Pack even know you?
I mean really Johnny, how is it you've been in nCw for the past month and I hadn't heard a whisper about you or the Pack until I saw your names across from ours? I mean, I take out my phone, go to the nCw app, check out the card and low and behold we're defending our belts against a couple of guys I've never even heard of? We're defending our belts against two guys who I'm not even sure have wrestled here before? We're defending our belts against a couple of newbs? A couple of rookies? A couple of nobodies with no past, no experience, no actual wrestling ability what so ever? For all I know, Leonard threw a dart at a board and it happened to land on your names and he was all "Let's give em a shot, their too stupid to be afraid anyways."
Alright, hold on, I'm sorry Johnny. See, I'm not you. I'm not going to underestimate you. I know your not new to this game. I've actually taken the time to read up on you and see that you boys do have a win or two under your belt as a team... Literally two... I also see that you claim to have been in the business a while... Hiding under a rock, I'm sure... but regardless of you past some place else, Sunday, your walking into this match with nothing on us. No knowledge. No foresight. No game plan. Your blinded by ego and gold and it's going to cost you Johnny.
Remember...
What you don't know...
Can kill you."[/color]
{ Angel's fingers rapped against the coffee table tirelessly. There was still no word, Shelly has yet to come out of the ER and give them an update. Angel's eyes were locked on the door, silently staring but his mind was alive with thought and prayer. }[/center]
Dear Father who art in Heaven...
Hallowed be thy name...
Thy kingdom come... Thy will be done...
On Earth as it is in Heaven... Give us this day, our daily bread...
Forgive us our trespasses as we forgive those who trespass against us...
Lead us not into temptation... And deliver us from evil...
Thine is the kingdom... Power and glory.... Forever and ever...
Amen...
[/color][/right]Hallowed be thy name...
Thy kingdom come... Thy will be done...
On Earth as it is in Heaven... Give us this day, our daily bread...
Forgive us our trespasses as we forgive those who trespass against us...
Lead us not into temptation... And deliver us from evil...
Thine is the kingdom... Power and glory.... Forever and ever...
Amen...
{ The door opened and Angel sat up, ready for anything but the worst. A nurse stepped out and went about her business in the opposite direction. He sat back, lost again in his mind. }
Dear Lord... I know I haven't always been the best person I can be...
I've given in one too many times to the evil within...
I've spent much of my life being the kind of person I hate...
But I've learned the error of my ways... I see now the lessons you were trying to teach...
I understand...
And I promise to be a better person... To do everything I can to be the Father I always wanted to be, to be the person I wanted to be and to be the friend I wanted to be...
So I ask you now Lord... Give Rob the strength.... Give him my strength... And Kyle's... And Alex's and Shelly's... give him the strength of all the people who love him so he can keep fighting... Rob's life has only just begun... He has so much left to do, to see...
Please Lord.... Hear my prayer...
Save him...
Amen.
{ Angel bowed his head and waited. }
"And behind door number two we have the brains of the operation...
Ander Carvetti.
Well Ander, welcome to nCw, I see, unlike your partner, you've made the effort to learn what you can about me. That's good, it's a nice, respectful thing to do when you come to a new company. Find out who the top guys are, scout them, research them, and when the times right, you cut their legs out from under them...
Cept the time isn't right Carvetti...
You haven't earned this shot...
Or anything else for that matter.
What are you, three matches in and nCw just hands you a title shot?
I'm guessing because...
Your just that damn good?
WRONG!
The Tag Team Division is just that SAD!
See, we've spent the last month or two building a solid feud with two of the more talented men on the roster, they go by the name's of Doc and Venom, the Young Guns. We were all set to throw down this month in what would have been quite the rematch. Then what happened? Oh that's right. Doc took it too far, so I took him out. Well Carvetti, how do you feel about your chances now? Still glad nCw is throwing you head first into the fire? I bet you are. I bet your just egotistical enough to think you've got what it takes to win.
But this is going to be a hard pill to swallow Carvetti...
Your not in our league...
You know what Carvetti, this won't be the first time some hot young talent signed with nCw and came gunning for me. And it won't be the last. But I promise you this, it will be your one and only shot. So don't waste it Ander. I've seen guys like you before, you just walk in the front door and expect the world. Having spent the better half of your career wrestling men with half your talent, you've come to believe all the hype that surrounds you. Your ego has grown so large that it's actually a self sustaining ecosystem. And as far as your concerned you haven't met a man who could possibly be your match.
Then again you've never faced us.
You can sure hold your own against the bottom rung of the roster, but what are you going to do when you get in that ring and we don't just hand you the match on a silver platter, like I'm sure your expecting? What happens when the hype fails and Alex and I do what we do best and rip the two of you to pieces? Will you go crying back to the bingo halls, tail tucked between your legs? I'm sure your 'fans' would take you back, forgive you for abandoning them and their i-ppv's, going right back to singing your praise while ignoring how bad you crashed and burned in nCw. They'll probably make the excuses for you, claiming you were held back or not given the chance you deserve...
But how could one say that when the chance you have now isn't even earned? How did you get this title shot anyways? You two defeated Maniac and Honcho because Maniac handed you the match... And that's why you deserve a shot? That's the reason? Well stop the presses, with wins like that under your belt it's only a matter of time before nCw hands you the World title. I mean, I'm in shock right now. I had no idea we were facing two guys who actually need the help of their opponent to win...
By the way, that's called sarcasm...
See, if you can't tell, I'm not in the best of moods this week. I've got allot on my mind and to be honest, listening to you try and turn my words inside out isn't high on my priority list. Wait, that was your plan right, to try and talk me into a corner? Good luck Carvetti, have fun going through this promo with a fine tooth comb, but I want my cut of the royalties if your just going to throw my material back at me.
This week, for me, isn't about proving myself to you.
Your nothing to me.
A couple of insects with over active mouths.
This week is about going out there and showing the boys in the back what happens when you cross Blood Ties. I made a mistake and took it too easy on my last opponent and for that some people have taken it as a sign of weakness. I see now the error of my ways, as snakes begin to surround Alex and I, each of them prepared to strike and take down the legend that is Savior X...
I see you, Ander, Johnny, licking your lips at the chance to put us down. Ander is smart enough to know what this win will get him, even smarter to know what ending my career would get him. He's going for the kill and his partner Johnny will be there to ride his coat tails to victory... But you still have to get through me...
And here's the thing kids...
Your out there to win for your own glory, your on success, your own career. Your out there, fighting your hearts out to prove yourself to this company. Your out their fighting for yourselves, despite what you claim. Lie to us, tell us you do it for the Rat Pack, but come on now. No one really fights for a team, no matter how righteous the cause. Your out there for you and only you and when your partner becomes a burden you will drop him on his neck without a second thought...
I'm not out there to win...
I've won more than my share of matchs...
Sunday, I'm taking the both of you out...
I don't know you...
I don't respect you...
And I don't like you...
So I won't miss you...
And I won't think twice about ending your careers...
Run your little mouths children. Say whatever you will about me. I could care less. You think you matter, to me? You think your name's mean anything to me? Your about to face the biggest damn star in the company and you think you mean something? You think your going to prove something? All your going to prove is that nCw needs to try harder to find us some real competition. I've beaten legends and hall of fame wrestlers on pay per view cards with nothing on the line but pride. I've faced off against some of the most insane men in the world inside of steel structures meant to end life's. I've been to hell and back and the best nCw can do for opponents is two losers from some back water promotion whose biggest win was against a jobber in what became a handi cap match? Whatever. If this is the best nCw can offer Alex and I, then perhaps it's time we stopped playing so nice. Perhaps it's time we start doing to the roster what we once did to each other..."
{ After what seemed like hours, Shelly came walking out of the double doors, everyone shot out of their seats. Angel, Alex, Kyle, Tara and Shelly and Rob's parents. They crowded around her as she walked over and wiped away the tears. }
"How is he?"[/color]
{ Shelly looked up at her ex-husband, her face red from crying. }
"He'll live..."[/color]
{ Everyone in the room collectively had a sigh of relief. }
"He lost allot of blood but the doctors were able to close the wounds... I gave them some of my blood... We were a match... They said he should be fine..."[/color]
{ Having exhausted herself, Shelly all but collapsed into the arms of Alex Jones. Kyle walked over to Angel and patted him on the shoulder lightly. }
"You want to go see him?"[/color]
{ Angel looked over to Shelly. }
"Can we?"[/color]
"Yeah... I don't think he's awake... But yeah."[/color]
{ Angel and Kyle headed through the doors she came in from. They asked a nurse for Rob's room and she pointed them in the direction and gave them the room number. Angel stopped just in front of the door, hesitant to go in but when he looked back at Kyle he got a reassuring nod and the two entered. Rob laid in the bed, the sheet pulled up onto his chest, wires and tubes coming out from all over. He looked pale and appeared to be asleep. Angel pulled up a chair next to the bed and sat down. Kyle just stood at the foot of the bed. }
"Rob... I don't know if you can hear me or not... But I want you to know I'm sorry..."[/color]
{ There was no response from Rob, just beeping from the machines around him. }
"I know your sister and I split up... But your still my brother Rob..."[/color]
{ Angel's hands rested on the bed next to him and slowly Rob lifted his own hand and laid it on Angel's. Angel looked over to Kyle then back to Rob. He opened his eyes and smiled at his former brother in law. }
"...You... Are.... so gay...."[/color]
{ Angel couldn't help but laugh as he stood up and gave Rob a hug, one he gingerly returned. Kyle walked around the side of the bed and looked down at Rob as Angel sat in his seat again. }
"Next time you feel like killing yourself, could you just give us a call?"[/color]
{ Rob smiled as he turned to look at Kyle. His smile becoming a smirk. }
"Suck... It..."[/color]
"I'm glad to see your sense of humor is still intact... When you get out here Rob, I'd like to help you get back in ring shape. Maybe even be your manager or something."[/color]
"Just.. as long... as I... don't have... To... dress... like you."[/color]
"If that's what it takes."[/color]
"Deal."[/color]
{ Fade. }
I don't know what the future holds for any of us. I don't know if God has a plan for each of us or if we're just spinning through space on this great big ball of dirt. What I do know is I've been doing this for a long time. Some men my age are just entering their prime, where as I've been in mine for years... But I can't help but feel like I've let too much slip by me while I was out there in that ring. I look at Rob and... I see a kid whose got what it takes to be the best... I see a kid who could climb to the top of the mountain and be there for years, for decades, for his entire career if he so chose... And I start to wonder... If I made a mistake by not passing on what I've learned to him.
For me this life has been all about finding my limits and breaking them. I've found them all. I've crossed more lines and broken more boundaries than I even knew existed. I've got everything I could ever want, a woman who loves me, titles, money, everything. I'm exactly where I always wanted to be and now I'm starting to think that maybe it's time to give back.
There's a new generation of wrestlers in nCw, the future of the company is now and their before our eyes. Andrew Jacobsen, Freakke, Charlie Velez, each of them are nipping at our heels, just looking for that golden opportunity to knock us down off our pedestal and take our place as the new face of the company... And when I see that... When I see how close they are... I can't help but smile to myself and think...
Sure, I could give back...
I could help make them stars...
Or I could make them earn it like I did...
Come and get me assholes...
I'm not going anywhere.
The End.[/center]