Post by Jimmy Zane on Feb 27, 2012 13:16:55 GMT -6
..::JULY 22, 2008 - NCW HEADQUARTERS - DALLAS, TEXAS::..
(The scene fades in and we see a younger, bright eyed, hopeful for the future Jimmy Zane. He is walking into the NCW Headquarters in Dallas, Texas. It's the old office building they originally started in, not the huge complex they have now, as they had just celebrated their one year anniversary as a company. He walks up to the receptionist desk and lets them know he has an appointment. She smiles, asks for his name and asks him to take a seat. He walks over and sits in the small waiting area awaiting a meeting with NCW Owner, and longtime family friend, Leonard Fox. As he waits, he sits in silence, thinking to himself.)[/color]
{This is it, Jimbo. The big time. This is what you have worked your whole life for. This is the company that will take your career to the top! Just stay focused on the task at hand and you will be as successful as anyone in history! You will be the world champion someday.}
(All of his hopes and dreams have finally meshed together in this contract negotiation. There shouldn't be too much to negotiate. NCW Wants him. He wants NCW. Nothing but details at this point. Visions of his rise to the top flash through his mind. He sees himself on top, crushing all the individual accolades his father ever received, and leaving his father's legacy in his wake. As he smiles to himself, the receptionist breaks the silence.)
Receptionist: Mr Zane. Mr Fox will see you now.
(He smiles and she smiles back and leads the way down the hall to the large office at the end. She opens the door and Jimmy walks through and Leonard Fox stands up and smiles, extending his hand to Jimmy. Jimmy shakes his hand and the receptionist shuts the door behind them.)
Leonard Fox: Well, Jimmy, are you ready to become a member of the NCW Family?
Absolutely. I have been waiting for his day my whole life.
Leonard Fox: As have I. Your father and I go way back, kiddo, and I am proud to sign you to a contract here in NCW!
And I am proud to finally move to the big time.
Leonard Fox: Do you have any questions or concerns before we get this signed and get you in action.
Not at all, Mr. Fox. I am ready to get at it and start climbing that ladder to the World Championship!
Leonard Fox: (Smiling) Good deal!
(Leonard hands the contract to Jimmy and then hands him a pen. Jimmy eagerly grabs the pen and signs his name. He hands the contract back to Leonard who signs the contract to officially make Jimmy Zane an employee and stands up, extending his hand.)
Leonard Fox: Welcome to New Championship Wrestling, Jimmy!
(Jimmy stands up and shakes his hand. As both men smile, the scene fades to a blur.)
---------------------------------
It's been a long time coming, you know? This World Title shot. Two years ago, I had a chance to become the number one contender, but fell to Gib in one hard fought match. He went on to become the World Champion, and I went on to fall from the top all the way to the bottom.
Rock bottom, actually.
I fell so hard after that loss that I couldn't get my mind in the game. The anger and disappointment I felt just enveloped me like a darkness. It ate away at my soul until there was nothing left. Every time I would get on my feet, that dark place in the recesses of my mind would come rushing back to knock me on my ass again. It took a toll on me like nothing else has done before. Every time I got a little ahead, or got a little something for myself, it tore me back down to nothing. So much so that it helped lead to the shortest tag team title reign in the history of NCW with Kristoff Bates, and my subsequent departure from the company.
Thirteen Long Months.
When I left NCW, I knew in my heart that I was done with wrestling. I mean done. I didn't want to think about wrestling, talk about wrestling, hear about wrestling, watch wrestling, nothing. I didn't care anymore. I came to terms with the fact that I was nothing but a big colossal failure at the sport I loved my entire life. I even came to terms with the fact that I should just move on and do something else for a living. And I did. I opened a restaurant and a few other businesses in New Orleans. I started working on plans for opening a gym and renovating an entire city block of space, and then I got that itch. That feeling down in the pit of your stomach that tells you that there is business left to finish. That you aren't quite done....yet. And I got myself in shape, and I came back on NCW's biggest night of the year.
A Night To Remember: 2011.
The next thing I know, I was teamed up with Lex Sense and he and I were running roughshod over the tag team division for quite some time. Hell, I have experienced the most successful time of my career in the past year. Including tag matches, I currently have a record of nineteen wins and thirteen losses since my return including the fourth longest reign in the history of the tag team division. Most would say I owe that to big Lex. They say that I couldn't carry my team, that I was just the colorful, high flying, tight rope act. They say that Lex was the muscle in the group.
They say a lot of things.
What do you say, Lex? Do you say that you carried us to those Tag Titles? Do you say you carried us through that reign? Hell no, you don't. And do you know why you don't? Because you know the truth, Lex! You know that together, you and I were one of the most dominant teams to ever set foot in NCW. Together, we could beat anyone, any time, anywhere! When the powers that be separated us and put us in singles matches, we dominated those as well! There was nothing we couldn't do, Lex.
Until you lost focus!
You were more focused on Rob Diamond and Angel and whatever else you had your mind on than the Young Bloods. You cut me, and everyone else, out of your life to deal with those guys. I could have helped you, bro. I could have helped you get rid of them and continue our dominance in NCW. But you wouldn't let me. You had to do it yourself to prove something. To prove that you were the baddest man in NCW. To prove that you were a beast. Only you forgot something, Lex.
I know the real you.
The you that you don't let anyone else see. The you that I traveled up and down the roads with. The you that only a select few have ever been allowed to see. And I know that you have it in you to be the best this company has to offer. I know that you can dominate this match on Sunday and become the NCW World Champion. On the flip side of that coin, you know me pretty well too. And even if Xander and Todd don't believe that it's possible, you know the truth. You know that I am just as capable of becoming the World Champion as anyone. We worked together to get this shot, but it's every man for himself now, Lex.
EVERY. MAN. FOR. HIMSELF.
And come Sunday night at Crossroads, there isn't some mental, psychological mountain I need to climb. There isn't some mind bending decision I need to make during this match. I already chose my path. I already chose my side. I chose the one that works the best for me. Quite simply, it's me! My own side.
No partnerships.
No alliances.
No friends.
When it comes down to it, I would take advantage of you just as much as I would take advantage of Xander or Todd if you were down and out. That's the way the game is played. This is for the World Heavyweight Championship, Lex, and if you wouldn't do the same to me, then you aren't meant to win the championship. Hell, if you can't do the same to me or anyone else in the match, you don't deserve to win the championship. I just ask one thing of you, Lex....
Prove me wrong!
---------------------------------
..::PRESENT DAY - NCW HEADQUARTERS - DALLAS, TEXAS::..
(The blurred scene transitions to a new, vibrant office. The camera pans around showing all kinds of pictures from shows and days gone by. As the camera pans around, you see Jimmy Zane sitting in the office across a huge desk from the current head of NCW, Kelly Knite. Off to the side sits the head medical man, Leon Wesker. The camera settles into place as Kelly breaks the silence.)[/i]
Kelly Knite: Jimmy, it has been brought to my attention that you have had some medical issues. Leon has brought this issue to me because he feels that you should not compete in the ring until a full physical has been given, complete with blood work and analysis.
You can't do that, Kelly.
Kelly Knite: As you may have noticed last night, Jimmy, I can do whatever I want. This is my company, and I will do what is in the best interest of NCW if I so choose!
The tests you are talking about could take all week. I wouldn't be able to properly train or get in the proper mind set to compete for the World Title. This is the opportunity I have been waiting for, Kelly! It's been damn near four years since I sat across this desk from your father who signed me to my first ever contract here in NCW, and I will not be denied now.
Kelly Knite: You do understand that I have a medical professional telling me that is in the best interest of NCW for you NOT to compete on Sunday because we could be subject to a lawsuit should something happen to you during that match, right?
Yeah, but this is professional wrestling. We can get hurt in any match at any time. This isn't just any match, Kel. This is the World Championship. This is my dream. And I am so close to achieving that dream that I can taste it. You can't take it away from me now.
Leon Mesker: Jimmy, we aren't trying to take anything away from you. We are trying to insure your saftey and health by just running some routine tests and making sure there isn't anything else wrong with you before you get back in the ring.
You said that last week, Leon. I told you, I will sign a waiver clearing NCW of any and all liability should something happen. I will take the tests next week, I promise. I have been waiting for this chance my whole life.
MY WHOLE LIFE.
And I can't let it go. I close my eyes and I visualize myself in that ring with three of the toughest competitors this company has ever seen. I see the battle. I feel it in my core. I start to shake and I get goosebumps just thinking of what a good piece of business this match is going to be, and I can almost hear the chants.
N-C-DUB! N-C-DUB! N-C-DUB!
And my heart starts to pound, and I get cold chills. And when I open my eyes, I feel like I was actually in that match. I see that title around Xander's waist and I want it. I want it bad. Not because I don't want him to be the champ, or because I don't think Todd and Lex are deserving. But because I want to hold that title around my waist and know what it's like to stand atop the wrestling world, if even for a minute. Haven't you ever wanted something that bad?
Kelly Knite: I can relate to that on some level, Jimmy, but this company comes first, and I just don't think I can let you compete without medical clearance.
I am begging you, Kelly, don't do this.
Kelly Knite: I don't know. I-I-I have to do what's best for NCW. And protect the company, and our upcoming Pay Per View Main Event. So here is what I am going to do. I am going to let you compete this week in the interest of preserving the main event, however, I will not allow you to compete further until you comply with the tests that Leon here is wanting to run. Fair enough?
Leon Wesker: But...
Fair Enough, Kelly. Thank you.
Kelly Knite: Now get out of here before I change my mind.
(Jimmy gets up, smiles at Kelly, and walks opens the door and pauses for a moment. Then he walks out the door. As the door shuts behind him, the scene fades to black.)
---------------------------------
Yo, diggity dog! Word up to my holmes, Todd Williams! Man, you be rockin da house like a mutha!
*sarcastic laugh*
So that sucks for you, man. Two weeks in a row you get your ass kicked by Lex and then by me. I mean, I know you are gonna go all "Man, I was already down when you came in" and stuff, but hey, this is a dog eat dog world, and only the strong survive and *insert another cliche here*. I saw an opening, and I took it. But I was smart about it, Todd. When Xander came running down to the ring, I had to jet. I got out of there and let those two big, behemoths destroy each other. And what did you do?
You stuck your nose where it didn't belong.
Don't get me wrong, seeing you knock Xander's teeth in with his own belt was freaking hilarious! I mean, it was a total accident, wasn't it? I mean, who would think you would actually want to hit your sisters boyfriend, your opponent for this week's match, and your best friend in the face with his title? Who would think such a thing?
*raises hand*
I do! You try to play the honorable guy crap all the time! I am sure there will be some faked apology this week in your promos telling Xander how it was an accident and all. Or maybe, just maybe, you will own up to what you really did. You laid Xander out on purpose to prove that you are a force to be reckoned with this Sunday night at Crossroads. You took the chance to knock his teeth down his throat with his own championship belt to prove that you will do whatever it takes to walk out of the main event as the NCW World Champion. God, I hope so. I don't think I can take another week of you kissing Xander's ass so much that you have to use a years supply of chapstick to be able to function afterwards.
So what's it going to be, Todd?
Are you going to play the same old "Oh Noez! I didn't mean to do it, Xander! We are homies!" card, or are you going to be honest about your intentions for once in your life? Are you going to come out and say that you will do anything...
And I do mean anything...
To become the NCW World Heavyweight Champion? Becuase I got news for you, Todd. You can't have it both ways. You can't be best friends, and opponents in that ring. I get the whole "keep your friends close and your enemies closer" thing, man. I really do. Been there, done that, on many an occasion. But you are way too close to Xander. He is like your family at this point, and no matter what you do, you can never escape that as long as he is dating your sister, you can never escape him. Unless you are able to completely put your friendship aside, there is no way in hell you can walk out as the NCW Champion. Xander won't let you....
And neither will your conscience.
I got news for you, Todd. Until you can learn to separate yourself from Xander and his family, you can't beat him. You have no way of getting into his head. You have no way of summoning the anger and hostility you need to survive in the main event and walk away as the NCW Champion. Sure, you won the Riot, but was Xander in that match? No. Your best friend was ecstatic when you won. And he celebrated with you like crazy! But have you ever asked yourself why? Hell, that's an easy play to call!
He was ecstatic because he knows you can't beat him.
He knows that you just plain don't have it in you to put him down when the time comes. He knows that you don't have enough darkness in your soul to be able to look him in the eye and put him down for the count. And for the record, I meant no disrespect with my last statement. By "Darkness in your soul", I totally meant evil and was in no way referring to your skin tone. So where do you stand, Todd? Hell, that's easy! I will tell you right where you stand!
On the outside looking in!
---------------------------------
