Post by Adam Knite on May 9, 2012 17:49:31 GMT -6
[Adam stands in front of several young aspiring wrestlers inside of his gym. He is lecturing them over something, and they are all listening to every word as the Hall of Famer speaks, but suddenly all their eyes go wide as they glare forward nervously. Adam looks at them confused at their reactions, before he hears a soft cough and turns around to see Kelly standing behind him.]
NCW Hall of Famer Adam Knite: Kelly? What are you doing here?
Kelly: You’re my trainer right? Train me for this match.
Adam: That’d be a bit counterproductive wouldn’t it?
Kelly: Would it be counterproductive to our marriage and love life for you to deny me this?
[Adam cocks a half smile at his wife.]
Adam: I guess there is no arguing that logic... I just figured you’d want to do this by yourself. You know prove to the world that you were good enough to beat Zelda Knite by yourself, that you overcame all the odds without any help.
Kelly: **laughs** Nice Try, but I’m not letting you off the hook.
Adam: You win... but I’m not going to give you any secrets to cracking Zelda’s defenses, you know that right? I’ll work out with you, but like I’ve already told Xander... we’re letting you and her settle this, best woman wins without us interfering... that has to go for you too.
Kelly: So despite actively pursuing to take me over NCW, using your sister as the catalyst this time, you’re still going to help me to prepare for the penultimate battle?
Adam: Of course. You’re still my wife. I’m not fighting you just because I agree with what Zelda is fighting for.
[Kelly smiles wide and devilishly as if she just won something important. Adam raises an eyebrow at her confused at that reaction.]
Kelly: Ok that’ll do. I’ll see you later, I gotta go get ready for this.
Adam: Wait what... you’re leaving? I thought you wanted my help?
Kelly: No. All those things you said were true. I want to do this on my own and really stick it to that little bitch. I just wanted to make sure that you were still nice and whipped into place.
[Adam nods his head unamused.]
Adam: Ha.ha.ha. I guess you win this round.
Kelly: Well with my natural charms and sex appeal, don’t I win them all against you?
Adam: Good point... too bad that won’t help you against Z.
[Adam smiles and turns back around to face the trainees standing in the gym, but Kelly cocks her head to the side, thinking deeply on what Adam has just said before reaching forward, grabbing him by the shoulder and forcing him back around.]
Kelly: Whoa, hold up. Who do you think is going to win this fight?
Adam: You’re a smart girl, figure it out. Would I be letting Zelda walk into this fight, putting her very existence on the line if I didn’t at the very least have a good chance?
Kelly: You think she’s going to beat me!?
Adam: I didn’t say that.
Kelly: You certainly made it seem like you thought she had a safe bet on her hands. Oh come on, you can’t be serious!
Adam: She’s bigger than you. She’s faster than you. She’s quicker than you. She’s stronger than you. She’s more refined in her skills than you... You can’t deny it Kel, she’s just a natural at this, she’s like an idiot savant, she knows two things. Wrestling and Mario Kart.
Kelly: So my own husband thinks I don’t stand a chance in hell... great... ****ing great...
[Kelly looks disgusted as she turns around angrily and begins to storm away, but this time Adam gabs her by the shoulder and tries to get her to stay.]
Adam: NO Kelly. That’s not what I said... I’m just saying, Z is really, really good... she’s not unbeatable...
Kelly: Whatever Adam.. just save it. I’m going to go work out... I have a princess to knock back down to earth.
Adam: Kelly...
[It’s too late as Kelly pulls away and is headed towards the door. Adam rolls his eyes and lets out a long sigh as he shakes his head. He knows he’ll have to explain that one later when she calms down. Adam turns back around to face his students and tells them to stop staring at the scene that was just made in front of them.]
**cough, cough**
[The students eyes go wide again as another cough echoes in Adam’s ears. Adam’s head perks up, but this time he doesn’t turn around as he instantly knows who it is.]
Adam: I was wondering when you’d get here Ashlie.
[Fade to black.]
[Adam sits alone in a darkened room, a dim light source illuminates his face as he hunces over with his elbows placed on his knees and his hands clenched in front of his face and looking down towards the ground with his eyes closed. He begins to speak, slowly, and deliberately.]
This is becoming quite comical Helms...
Look at you acting like I’m the one who has lost my way, acting like I am the one who has changed, who lost his head and no longer has direction. Look at you pretending that I am the one who is in the wrong, that I’m not the one who doesn’t have a reason to fight. Stabbing Kelly right in the heart, betraying my best friends and everybody who loves me... HA. Always so high and mighty, everything is always about what people are doing to Trent Helms, how people are turning their backs on him, about how people have lost his trust, about how everybody is always out to get him. It would be sad, if I hadn’t grown past giving a damn about what you thought. Now it’s just that.... comical.
[Adam smirks.]
Comical how you can point your chubby little finger at me.
Comical how you can call me out.
Most especially its comical how you can say you don’t know me anymore...
because you never really knew me to begin with.
[Adam opens his eyes, he glares into the camera pointing at his face, his almost black eyes pierce the lens as he doesn’t blink, emotionlessly staring at the only person on his mind at the moment... Trent Helms. The smirk disappeared and his expression is nothing but cold inside.]
You can’t see it can you? You can’t see that this has always been about you!? Of course you can’t, you’re too focused in on the fact that I was your supposed “best friend”, when I was nothing but a lacky to you, nothing but a hired hand, some brute force muscle. You want to know when I lost my way, but you can’t see that I never strayed from my path, I just didn’t follow yours when you split and decided to go your own way. Think about it Helms... who was there for you when you needed a friend in IWF? Who came in and helped you in your little war against the establishment, who even was your biggest supporter even though I that the whole premise of Project Mayhem was absolutely retarded? Your “best friend”... who came to your aid in NCW when Steve Awesome dumped you for the Smokin Aces? Who was there for you during all your fights, who always had your back? Me Trent... ME. Somehow I had become your bodyguard, I was your backup, I was playing second fiddle to you... and I can safely say now... I ****ING HATED IT, but I still did it, I still swallowed my pride and supported you through every turn and even held you on my shoulders when you won the NCW World championship.... like the good little bitch I was.
Yet... where were you when I was suspended because of Ace stabbing me in the back. Where were you when I was being held down by Davey Boone and James Rollins in nCw: Classic... that’s right, you were following them around, suckling their teets for world title shots that I was being held back from. Who wont he nCw: Classic World championship first? YOU. Because you obeyed their asinine demands. You didn’t care what they did to me, you didn’t care that despite my eight month winning streak, that despite my loyalty to their business that I was being looked over, no, you didn’t give a **** as long as you got what you wanted... I was just another face in the crowd.
Then where were you when in IWF I was being screwed over left and right? Oh right. blindly accepting everything Harwell tried to shove down our throats, because you just wanted to get to the top. So you took ridiculous angle after ridiculous angle to try and please him, you worked dumbass show after dumbass show and kept coming back smiling, just because you knew it would eventually pay off for you. You refuse to stand up and fight against what you knew wasn’t right, you refuse to do the right thing... all because you wanted to get to the top... so you watched as I got boned out of the Hardcore title thanks to an appropriately timed week off that only you knew about... after I got my chance at gold taken from me, when I was embarrassed by a nobody who didn’t deserve to hold my jockstrap what did you do Helms... COME ON HELMS TELL ME WHAT YOU DID! TELL THE WORLD WHAT YOU DID FOR YOUR “BEST FRIEND”, COME ON! DO IT! TELL THEM YOU SONOVA BITCH, TELL THEM WHAT YOU DID!!!
[Adam quickly and angrily stands from the chair, sending it flying behind him as he stands up and holds out his arms, spits flies as he screams the words, pure anger and pain with every syllable. His breathing becomes heavy, his chest rises and falls rapidly as it almost seems the anger is building with every time his lungs fill. He looks like he’s about to explode as he waits for the answer, but after several seconds, he puts his arms down and his breathing slows during the silence.]
**total silence**
Correct.
Nothing!
You didn’t care! You didn’t give two ****s because it didn’t concern you! You let them try and end my career, you let them break my neck without saying a word, you didn’t lift a finger, you didn’t raise a voice, all you did was keep sucking their proverbial cocks to get ahead and for what!?
**silence**
Correct... again. You’re two for two.
[Adam shakes his head in disgust at the thought of the things he’s saying, drudging up the painful memories, the hurtful experiences he can’t look into the camera anymore, instead he turns his back and lowers his head as the camera focuses on the Alliance of Violence tribal tattoo that spans his shoulder blades and neck.]
Just tell me Helms... name me on good thing you’ve ever done for me. Tell me one thing that had you side with me? You can’t do it can you? You turned your back on me when I wanted you in my Revolution, when I personally asked you to be my friend and join my fight, you chose to side with Spike Kane. When I needed you the most, when I wanted my best friend to believe in my goals like I believed in his when he created Project Mayhem... what did I get? Yeah... we already know the answer don’t we? That was the day Helms... that was the day that I could no longer stand by and act like your bitch anymore. It was the day that everything changed. Maybe you can’t name the day that I “changed” but I sure as hell can. It was the day I realized that, you... you looked at me as if I was below you. You looked at me, as if I didn’t meet your standards. I looked at what I had become... I was Lance’s tag team partner, I was your tag team partner, I wasn’t the one everybody feared, I was just the guy who hung out with the stars, somewhere along the road, I had become.... the sidekick...
How could it happen... Adam Knite... was a bigger joke than Raptor.
How could it happen... Adam Knite... was Robin to bigger stars’ Batman.
How could it happen... Adam Knite... he was... nobody.
[Adam lifts his head, he slowly and eerily turns to face the camera.]
That. That was the day Trent. To answer your question, so to speak... it was the day “I changed”.
That was the day the King decided he needed to take his throne. That day I was saw the light, and saw that I was standing in the shadows. Lance would leave and I was in charge and I knew what my goal was from that point onwards. It just wasn’t only to take NCW by storm, it was to become the King and to prove that I was never going to be somebody’s sidekick ever again. See Trent, I didn’t change, I didn’t suddenly become this evil backstabbing monster, the change was me being a whipped, content, little bitch with no ambition of my own. I looked at how you looked down at me, I watched as everybody thought I was just there, and I had changed. I was no longer the man I was... so I took back my identity, I became the most feared man in NCW, not because I had a Metamorphosis, but because I saw how soft I had become. Thanks to you. You opened my eyes, I was hiding who I really was, but you were too oblivious to notice. You couldn’t see that I was nothing but a joke in your eyes, you couldn’t see how the people were looking down at me, you couldn’t see how weak I had become... because it didn’t fit in with your plans, it didn’t fit in with where you wanted Trent Helms to be. To hell with your friends, to hell with their goals and ambitions, it’s always just been about what Trent could get from the situation, it’s always been about how Trent can best exploit a situation in his favor!
You want to know why I damn near broke your leg when I made you tap like a bitch, you want to know why I made you cry, why I could have ended your career right there in that ring if you hadn’t tapped out? It’s because I wasn’t going to let you use me again for your goals, I was going to let you take me, fight me, and try and use me as a springboard to the Hall of Fame.. **** THAT! I will never be used to your gain again, I will never let you take me and get ahead like that anymore. You want to use somebody, you want to try and gain notoriety to try and get your name back in the public eye, fine, do it, I don’t give a **** if you get into the Hall of Fame or not... but I sure as hell wasn’t going to lift a finger in your support. That’s why I never stood up and championed for your induction, that’s why when you were facing Lance Ryan, Falcon, and Dave Holland, I didn’t do a damn thing in your support. You never helped me, you never stood by me, you let them run over me, you watched them run my name through the mud and you didn’t care.... so why should I care when you wanted this?
[Adam steps towards the camera, a devil smile crosses his face as he bites down his bottom lip, almost like he’s about to strike out for a kill, but he comes within inches of the camera lens, his face filling the screen, the fire dancing in his eyes, the flame burning inside of him as the emotionless and cold melt away to fury and vengefulness.]
When I saw you cry about not getting your shot of the Hall of Fame, when I watched your heart break because nobody cared about Trent Helms anymore, when you realized that NCW had past you by... I drank every tear that rolled down your face. I loved every second of seeing you in pain, watching your spirites being crushed, watching you get so frustrated that you quit NCW... It was glorious. Hearing the pain in your voice as you spoke about what you did for this company, listening to every word of how you felt disrespected, it was music. It was the moment I had been waiting for, for so long. Then when you directed that hate towards me, when you practically blamed me, when you called me out... oh God...
It was Beethoven’s 9th symphony...
It was Casablanca...
It was NCW’s greatest moment.
It was everything I had been wanting for the past three years.
This is the bed you made Helms. I never turned my back on you, I simply stopped playing the part of your sidekick. You struck first, you fired the first shot and now you want to whine and complain about me not caring about you. This is what you wanted Helms isn’t it Helms? A war with every single person in the Hall of Fame? A bloody feud where you walk through every person on the roster who is perceived as better than you, and prove the analysts wrong? You brought this fight, but now that you have it, you want to act like you’re the one who is high and mighty, like you’re the one who has been sitting back and I came for your throat...
again.
how comical.
You make me laugh, like a good little jester. You can’t act holier than thou now, not after everything you did, you can’t pretend like this isn’t what you’ve been thriving for, for almost a year now. I even tried to walk away from this, after I made you tap out... there was nothing left for me to fight for, there was nothing left for me to thrive for. I got into the Hall of Fame before you, I became the King of NCW while you piddled around in rehab or whereever you were and I had grown more powerful than you could have ever imagined. I watched as you cried over being left out of the Hall, I watched you cry as you said I was insufferable and I knew that moment I had beaten you... long before I had ever made you submit. I didn’t need anything more from you... your pain and suffering had given me enough for a life time....
You wanted this fight. You wanted more... as you always do.
You don’t get to say that you’re fighting the good fight, you don’t get to say that you’re worried about Kelly, because we all know it’s a load of horse **** to get sympathy on your side. We know what you stand for Helms, and we know the only thing you care about. No amount of using Ashlie as a crutch, no amount of crying over Kelly’s health will change the fact that you’re a jealous little shell of a man who fears he’ll never be remembered...
Just know Helms... I tried to walk away from this...
I tried to not end you.
But you had to have more...
You couldn’t accept that you were no longer above me...
You couldn’t accept that I had passed you by...
So now I am going to make you bow before your king.
The King YOU crowned.
DEAL. WITH. IT.
[Adam closes his eyes and smiles, the feed instantly cuts off and we are plunged into nothing but darkness. The End.]
NCW Hall of Famer Adam Knite: Kelly? What are you doing here?
Kelly: You’re my trainer right? Train me for this match.
Adam: That’d be a bit counterproductive wouldn’t it?
Kelly: Would it be counterproductive to our marriage and love life for you to deny me this?
[Adam cocks a half smile at his wife.]
Adam: I guess there is no arguing that logic... I just figured you’d want to do this by yourself. You know prove to the world that you were good enough to beat Zelda Knite by yourself, that you overcame all the odds without any help.
Kelly: **laughs** Nice Try, but I’m not letting you off the hook.
Adam: You win... but I’m not going to give you any secrets to cracking Zelda’s defenses, you know that right? I’ll work out with you, but like I’ve already told Xander... we’re letting you and her settle this, best woman wins without us interfering... that has to go for you too.
Kelly: So despite actively pursuing to take me over NCW, using your sister as the catalyst this time, you’re still going to help me to prepare for the penultimate battle?
Adam: Of course. You’re still my wife. I’m not fighting you just because I agree with what Zelda is fighting for.
[Kelly smiles wide and devilishly as if she just won something important. Adam raises an eyebrow at her confused at that reaction.]
Kelly: Ok that’ll do. I’ll see you later, I gotta go get ready for this.
Adam: Wait what... you’re leaving? I thought you wanted my help?
Kelly: No. All those things you said were true. I want to do this on my own and really stick it to that little bitch. I just wanted to make sure that you were still nice and whipped into place.
[Adam nods his head unamused.]
Adam: Ha.ha.ha. I guess you win this round.
Kelly: Well with my natural charms and sex appeal, don’t I win them all against you?
Adam: Good point... too bad that won’t help you against Z.
[Adam smiles and turns back around to face the trainees standing in the gym, but Kelly cocks her head to the side, thinking deeply on what Adam has just said before reaching forward, grabbing him by the shoulder and forcing him back around.]
Kelly: Whoa, hold up. Who do you think is going to win this fight?
Adam: You’re a smart girl, figure it out. Would I be letting Zelda walk into this fight, putting her very existence on the line if I didn’t at the very least have a good chance?
Kelly: You think she’s going to beat me!?
Adam: I didn’t say that.
Kelly: You certainly made it seem like you thought she had a safe bet on her hands. Oh come on, you can’t be serious!
Adam: She’s bigger than you. She’s faster than you. She’s quicker than you. She’s stronger than you. She’s more refined in her skills than you... You can’t deny it Kel, she’s just a natural at this, she’s like an idiot savant, she knows two things. Wrestling and Mario Kart.
Kelly: So my own husband thinks I don’t stand a chance in hell... great... ****ing great...
[Kelly looks disgusted as she turns around angrily and begins to storm away, but this time Adam gabs her by the shoulder and tries to get her to stay.]
Adam: NO Kelly. That’s not what I said... I’m just saying, Z is really, really good... she’s not unbeatable...
Kelly: Whatever Adam.. just save it. I’m going to go work out... I have a princess to knock back down to earth.
Adam: Kelly...
[It’s too late as Kelly pulls away and is headed towards the door. Adam rolls his eyes and lets out a long sigh as he shakes his head. He knows he’ll have to explain that one later when she calms down. Adam turns back around to face his students and tells them to stop staring at the scene that was just made in front of them.]
**cough, cough**
[The students eyes go wide again as another cough echoes in Adam’s ears. Adam’s head perks up, but this time he doesn’t turn around as he instantly knows who it is.]
Adam: I was wondering when you’d get here Ashlie.
[Fade to black.]
"You made your bed, now lie in it." Anybody wanna tell me what the **** that means? You're gonna go to the trouble of making up your bed, smoothing out the sheets, fluffing up the pillows, just to ruin it all by lying down. The phrase should be, "You laid in you bed, now make it." Point being, you got to be responsible for your actions. Responsible.”
~Augustus Hill, OZ
~Augustus Hill, OZ
[Adam sits alone in a darkened room, a dim light source illuminates his face as he hunces over with his elbows placed on his knees and his hands clenched in front of his face and looking down towards the ground with his eyes closed. He begins to speak, slowly, and deliberately.]
This is becoming quite comical Helms...
Look at you acting like I’m the one who has lost my way, acting like I am the one who has changed, who lost his head and no longer has direction. Look at you pretending that I am the one who is in the wrong, that I’m not the one who doesn’t have a reason to fight. Stabbing Kelly right in the heart, betraying my best friends and everybody who loves me... HA. Always so high and mighty, everything is always about what people are doing to Trent Helms, how people are turning their backs on him, about how people have lost his trust, about how everybody is always out to get him. It would be sad, if I hadn’t grown past giving a damn about what you thought. Now it’s just that.... comical.
[Adam smirks.]
Comical how you can point your chubby little finger at me.
Comical how you can call me out.
Most especially its comical how you can say you don’t know me anymore...
because you never really knew me to begin with.
[Adam opens his eyes, he glares into the camera pointing at his face, his almost black eyes pierce the lens as he doesn’t blink, emotionlessly staring at the only person on his mind at the moment... Trent Helms. The smirk disappeared and his expression is nothing but cold inside.]
You can’t see it can you? You can’t see that this has always been about you!? Of course you can’t, you’re too focused in on the fact that I was your supposed “best friend”, when I was nothing but a lacky to you, nothing but a hired hand, some brute force muscle. You want to know when I lost my way, but you can’t see that I never strayed from my path, I just didn’t follow yours when you split and decided to go your own way. Think about it Helms... who was there for you when you needed a friend in IWF? Who came in and helped you in your little war against the establishment, who even was your biggest supporter even though I that the whole premise of Project Mayhem was absolutely retarded? Your “best friend”... who came to your aid in NCW when Steve Awesome dumped you for the Smokin Aces? Who was there for you during all your fights, who always had your back? Me Trent... ME. Somehow I had become your bodyguard, I was your backup, I was playing second fiddle to you... and I can safely say now... I ****ING HATED IT, but I still did it, I still swallowed my pride and supported you through every turn and even held you on my shoulders when you won the NCW World championship.... like the good little bitch I was.
Yet... where were you when I was suspended because of Ace stabbing me in the back. Where were you when I was being held down by Davey Boone and James Rollins in nCw: Classic... that’s right, you were following them around, suckling their teets for world title shots that I was being held back from. Who wont he nCw: Classic World championship first? YOU. Because you obeyed their asinine demands. You didn’t care what they did to me, you didn’t care that despite my eight month winning streak, that despite my loyalty to their business that I was being looked over, no, you didn’t give a **** as long as you got what you wanted... I was just another face in the crowd.
Then where were you when in IWF I was being screwed over left and right? Oh right. blindly accepting everything Harwell tried to shove down our throats, because you just wanted to get to the top. So you took ridiculous angle after ridiculous angle to try and please him, you worked dumbass show after dumbass show and kept coming back smiling, just because you knew it would eventually pay off for you. You refuse to stand up and fight against what you knew wasn’t right, you refuse to do the right thing... all because you wanted to get to the top... so you watched as I got boned out of the Hardcore title thanks to an appropriately timed week off that only you knew about... after I got my chance at gold taken from me, when I was embarrassed by a nobody who didn’t deserve to hold my jockstrap what did you do Helms... COME ON HELMS TELL ME WHAT YOU DID! TELL THE WORLD WHAT YOU DID FOR YOUR “BEST FRIEND”, COME ON! DO IT! TELL THEM YOU SONOVA BITCH, TELL THEM WHAT YOU DID!!!
[Adam quickly and angrily stands from the chair, sending it flying behind him as he stands up and holds out his arms, spits flies as he screams the words, pure anger and pain with every syllable. His breathing becomes heavy, his chest rises and falls rapidly as it almost seems the anger is building with every time his lungs fill. He looks like he’s about to explode as he waits for the answer, but after several seconds, he puts his arms down and his breathing slows during the silence.]
**total silence**
Correct.
Nothing!
You didn’t care! You didn’t give two ****s because it didn’t concern you! You let them try and end my career, you let them break my neck without saying a word, you didn’t lift a finger, you didn’t raise a voice, all you did was keep sucking their proverbial cocks to get ahead and for what!?
**silence**
Correct... again. You’re two for two.
[Adam shakes his head in disgust at the thought of the things he’s saying, drudging up the painful memories, the hurtful experiences he can’t look into the camera anymore, instead he turns his back and lowers his head as the camera focuses on the Alliance of Violence tribal tattoo that spans his shoulder blades and neck.]
Just tell me Helms... name me on good thing you’ve ever done for me. Tell me one thing that had you side with me? You can’t do it can you? You turned your back on me when I wanted you in my Revolution, when I personally asked you to be my friend and join my fight, you chose to side with Spike Kane. When I needed you the most, when I wanted my best friend to believe in my goals like I believed in his when he created Project Mayhem... what did I get? Yeah... we already know the answer don’t we? That was the day Helms... that was the day that I could no longer stand by and act like your bitch anymore. It was the day that everything changed. Maybe you can’t name the day that I “changed” but I sure as hell can. It was the day I realized that, you... you looked at me as if I was below you. You looked at me, as if I didn’t meet your standards. I looked at what I had become... I was Lance’s tag team partner, I was your tag team partner, I wasn’t the one everybody feared, I was just the guy who hung out with the stars, somewhere along the road, I had become.... the sidekick...
How could it happen... Adam Knite... was a bigger joke than Raptor.
How could it happen... Adam Knite... was Robin to bigger stars’ Batman.
How could it happen... Adam Knite... he was... nobody.
[Adam lifts his head, he slowly and eerily turns to face the camera.]
That. That was the day Trent. To answer your question, so to speak... it was the day “I changed”.
That was the day the King decided he needed to take his throne. That day I was saw the light, and saw that I was standing in the shadows. Lance would leave and I was in charge and I knew what my goal was from that point onwards. It just wasn’t only to take NCW by storm, it was to become the King and to prove that I was never going to be somebody’s sidekick ever again. See Trent, I didn’t change, I didn’t suddenly become this evil backstabbing monster, the change was me being a whipped, content, little bitch with no ambition of my own. I looked at how you looked down at me, I watched as everybody thought I was just there, and I had changed. I was no longer the man I was... so I took back my identity, I became the most feared man in NCW, not because I had a Metamorphosis, but because I saw how soft I had become. Thanks to you. You opened my eyes, I was hiding who I really was, but you were too oblivious to notice. You couldn’t see that I was nothing but a joke in your eyes, you couldn’t see how the people were looking down at me, you couldn’t see how weak I had become... because it didn’t fit in with your plans, it didn’t fit in with where you wanted Trent Helms to be. To hell with your friends, to hell with their goals and ambitions, it’s always just been about what Trent could get from the situation, it’s always been about how Trent can best exploit a situation in his favor!
You want to know why I damn near broke your leg when I made you tap like a bitch, you want to know why I made you cry, why I could have ended your career right there in that ring if you hadn’t tapped out? It’s because I wasn’t going to let you use me again for your goals, I was going to let you take me, fight me, and try and use me as a springboard to the Hall of Fame.. **** THAT! I will never be used to your gain again, I will never let you take me and get ahead like that anymore. You want to use somebody, you want to try and gain notoriety to try and get your name back in the public eye, fine, do it, I don’t give a **** if you get into the Hall of Fame or not... but I sure as hell wasn’t going to lift a finger in your support. That’s why I never stood up and championed for your induction, that’s why when you were facing Lance Ryan, Falcon, and Dave Holland, I didn’t do a damn thing in your support. You never helped me, you never stood by me, you let them run over me, you watched them run my name through the mud and you didn’t care.... so why should I care when you wanted this?
[Adam steps towards the camera, a devil smile crosses his face as he bites down his bottom lip, almost like he’s about to strike out for a kill, but he comes within inches of the camera lens, his face filling the screen, the fire dancing in his eyes, the flame burning inside of him as the emotionless and cold melt away to fury and vengefulness.]
When I saw you cry about not getting your shot of the Hall of Fame, when I watched your heart break because nobody cared about Trent Helms anymore, when you realized that NCW had past you by... I drank every tear that rolled down your face. I loved every second of seeing you in pain, watching your spirites being crushed, watching you get so frustrated that you quit NCW... It was glorious. Hearing the pain in your voice as you spoke about what you did for this company, listening to every word of how you felt disrespected, it was music. It was the moment I had been waiting for, for so long. Then when you directed that hate towards me, when you practically blamed me, when you called me out... oh God...
It was Beethoven’s 9th symphony...
It was Casablanca...
It was NCW’s greatest moment.
It was everything I had been wanting for the past three years.
This is the bed you made Helms. I never turned my back on you, I simply stopped playing the part of your sidekick. You struck first, you fired the first shot and now you want to whine and complain about me not caring about you. This is what you wanted Helms isn’t it Helms? A war with every single person in the Hall of Fame? A bloody feud where you walk through every person on the roster who is perceived as better than you, and prove the analysts wrong? You brought this fight, but now that you have it, you want to act like you’re the one who is high and mighty, like you’re the one who has been sitting back and I came for your throat...
again.
how comical.
You make me laugh, like a good little jester. You can’t act holier than thou now, not after everything you did, you can’t pretend like this isn’t what you’ve been thriving for, for almost a year now. I even tried to walk away from this, after I made you tap out... there was nothing left for me to fight for, there was nothing left for me to thrive for. I got into the Hall of Fame before you, I became the King of NCW while you piddled around in rehab or whereever you were and I had grown more powerful than you could have ever imagined. I watched as you cried over being left out of the Hall, I watched you cry as you said I was insufferable and I knew that moment I had beaten you... long before I had ever made you submit. I didn’t need anything more from you... your pain and suffering had given me enough for a life time....
You wanted this fight. You wanted more... as you always do.
You don’t get to say that you’re fighting the good fight, you don’t get to say that you’re worried about Kelly, because we all know it’s a load of horse **** to get sympathy on your side. We know what you stand for Helms, and we know the only thing you care about. No amount of using Ashlie as a crutch, no amount of crying over Kelly’s health will change the fact that you’re a jealous little shell of a man who fears he’ll never be remembered...
Just know Helms... I tried to walk away from this...
I tried to not end you.
But you had to have more...
You couldn’t accept that you were no longer above me...
You couldn’t accept that I had passed you by...
So now I am going to make you bow before your king.
The King YOU crowned.
DEAL. WITH. IT.
[Adam closes his eyes and smiles, the feed instantly cuts off and we are plunged into nothing but darkness. The End.]
