The True Hero

[Joe Everyman]

I see faith in your eyes
Never you hear the discouraging lies
I hear faith in your cries

Charlie Velez.

A man.

A legend.

Someone who I used to look up to greatly. When I first got into this business, you were a idol of mine. You were part of the Young Guns. You were so dominate, so powerful. You clobbered anybody who dared get in your path. And then, I saw you in that famed Tower Match. I was like a little boy again, watching my favorites growing up. I just sat back in my seat and watched. I was amazed at your determination and will during that match. Honestly, you were the inspiration I needed to truly get into this industry. I never thanked you for that, Charlie.

So, I will take the time now... thank you, Charlie. Thank you for being a big inspiration on my career. You taught me a lot before I was anything.

That being said... I am also disappointed in you. You pick out the same flaws and same ideals about me that everyone else has done for the past three years. And how many of them are still true? What, maybe one? It's a pity, really. A man, and yes, I mean a man, of your stature, should be able to find something else better. You don't think I'm trying to still progress? You don't think I'm still trying to evolve?

Truth be told, Charlie... I've evolved a whole helluva lot more than anyone else here, or in any company I've worked for. But has anybody noticed? Of f*cking course not! Would anybody give me the time of day to explain it? Oh god no! But I don't really care if people switch off right now, I need this time to speak. I'm not going to go on some long rant like Charlie did... or, at least, I'm going to try not to. But this sh*t has got to stop!

Charlie... you are not what you say you are. You are no god. You are barely even a man. What kind of man can say they are as strong and skilled as you... and try to kill themselves the next minute? No problem is severe enough to need that. It doesn't matter what happened in your life. Suicide is never the answer. Even at my darkest places in my life, I never even considered it. But you... you, such a mighty soul, tried to pussy out on your life. You tried to end the most important thing to you in your entire life. And why? It doesn't matter why. No reason is strong enough to warrant that.

This isn't like Pulp Fiction. God didn't come down here and stop these motha f*ckin' bullets. No... what happened to you was coincidence. That's all it was. The gun jammed, the force of gravity forced it to work, you got scared realizing what you almost did... you panicked, and you made up a story on how you're a god now to cover for you being what you've always been, deep down inside.

You realized you're just a scared little boy.

Calling yourself god... how pitiful. You needed a new excuse to try and get attention on yourself. And past the scared little boy... you realize that, deep down... you're no better off than me. I am in a bad place in my career. Nothing I do seems to help. I need something to happen to get me to regain focus. And Charlie... I just know that making you realize this will help that. I need to regain focus in the ring, but even more outside of it. These promos are not just for us to vent or rant or whatever. It's so we can realize what we need to do. Sometimes, I'll remember something that I said or something my opponent said, and it helps me in the ring. It makes me realize what I need to do to put them down. And Charlie, I got mine from you. I know what I have to realize to get that big W at the end of the day.

But really... this match is not about the win. I may be the only person in nCw who believes that. But it's true. This match is not about the win. This match is about showing you, Charlie, that you are the god that failed. You can try to ride this as much as you want, but I will show you how fool-hearty it is. If there is a God, there is only one. And it is not you. Even if we were talking Greek, Roman, Norse, what have you... you still wouldn't make it. Zeus wouldn't allow someone who has no heart to serve on Mount Olympus. He would never allow a coward to sit there. If there is a god... he sure isn't a coward, like you.

Only a coward to try to take his own life. People have called me so many terrible things over the years... but nobody has ever called me a coward. And that's because I would never stoop that low. Your logic on... well, anything, is unsound. Especially your evolution argument. Most people who are super religious do not believe in evolution in the slightest. How can you say you evolve, but in the same breath, call yourself a god? It does not make any sense, but then again, not much of what you've said recently has. Not much of what anybody has said recently has. Ever since the days of Rob Diamond and Trent Helms, the ideal of plain context and normal conversations are gone. Instead, we have to try and be impressive, while using false pretenses and wrong facts. Ninety nine percent of what you said to me, Charlie, is just a bold faced lie.

I still use my old gimmick. I still use my old moves. I still use my old catch phrases. And do you know why? Because I like using them. I like who I am. It doesn't matter what you think, Charlie. People have attacked me for so long for not changing my ways. But the thing is... I don't need to change. If I am going to succeed in this company, I'm going to do it with joy in my eyes and with a smile on my face.

You wanna hurt me? Go right ahead if it makes you feel any better. I'm an easy target. Yeah, you're right, I talk too much. I also listen too much. I could be a cold-hearted cynic like you... but I don't like to hurt people's feelings. Well, you think what you want about me; I'm not changing. I like... I like me. My girlfriend likes me. My fans like me. Beause I'm the real article. What you see is what you get.

I had to quote that line. Not only because I love that movie a lot, but because it's true about me. I am an easy target. I do talk too much. People, even the supposed "good guys" hate me. They take shots at me without a second guess. It's truly me versus the world here in nCw. And the thing is... I wouldn't have it any other way. I am the truth face of the franchise. I'm the only real good guy left. I was put here to bring down people like you, Charlie. Sometimes, you have to take a step back to see the bigger picture... I did that last week, and viewed how my career really is. I always have watched a picture perfect ending to my career, but I can never quit as long as people like you still walk these halls like you own the place. Villains, rogues, scoundrels... you're all the same. But I was put here to bring you down.

I always use logic, real facts, but nobody cares. Nobody changes their ways. And yet, they still expect me to change. Thing is, Charlie... I am a legend. I'm a bigger legend than you. So what if I haven't won a World Championship? I have real fans. So what if I have stayed in my old ways for a long time, and have now reverted to them now? I have great fans who love me for it. Lance Ryan said it one time... I am the man who is restoring faith in humanity, one match at a time. I am always on the cusp of something great. And even though I seldom make it there, my fans tune in and watch, cheering me on. If anything, I mean more to this company than... well, anyone. My fan base is gigantic, because I connect with every single one of them. I am the Everyman. I always wanted to be! I want to be a champion of the people! I want them to think of me as a peer and as a friend, in a way. I want to restore the faith into people who has lost their faith. I want to be the voice for the voiceless millions.

I want to be viewed as a hero. A real thing. I can be proven. I can be seen.

Charlie... you want to be a god. Something un-proven. Something un-real. Out of the two of us... who is more real?

You are the god that failed, Charlie. I promise these men and women hope. I give them a light in the dark. I give them a reason to continue. You tried to end your life with a gun. If one of them tried that, I will step in and show them that life is worth living. I would give them a torch to lead their way through the dark, winding roads of life. You want to step in and... do whatever it was you wanted to do. To be a dark god. To be feared. I do not know. I have reasons to do what I do, Charlie. You don't. I want to be a lighthouse for every lost soul out at sea.

You say you've been reborn... reborn into what? You insult the "fat cats" for pushing you aside, and then do the same to me. All of what you said it just one, giant, hypocritical lie! Maybe you'll see that finally, Charlie. Maybe finally, you'll see the error in your ways. I wouldn't hold it to you though. You will never change, just like how nobody else will change. I try to be a hero, and I will be. Everyone has their villain... I feel like I will find him soon. As soon as tonight, even. But in the mean time... you are small time. You are not a super villain. You are not even a thug. You are just a scared... little... boy...

You want to be a legend so badly, Charlie. I am a legend. I am a legend of this company. I am a legend to these people. My legacy will live on forever. Yours will not. You will always be remembered as a failure. What's left of your pathetic, black heart is crumbling. Mine is shining, golden, a beacon for anyone in need. Do you care, Charlie? Of course not. I didn't think you would. But you are not worth saving. The people of this country... they are. The people of the world is. And I will try to reach out to them and be a real savior to them. I do not wish to be a god... I just wish to be their hero. I am something bigger. I still have so much of my career to go. I still have so much ahead of me. I will be the greatest this world has ever seen, and I will inspire so many with my ways. In the end, I will be victorious, inside and outside of the ring. I will have a great, happy family again. I will have helped millions with any problems they have. I will finally become World Heavyweight Champion. I will be at peace. Where as you, Charlie... yours will just end... like that, of the god who failed.

Broken is the promise, betrayal
The healing hand held back by the deepened nail
Follow the god that failed