Post by Davey Ortega on Sept 1, 2007 6:50:36 GMT -6
Now is the time, now is the place. Everything I have ever fought for, dreamed of, and willed is right before my eyes. I can see it, smell it, hear it, and damn near taste it. I can almost taste the gold, the one thing that everyone here wants, the one thing everyone will put themselves through hell for. There is a difference from me, to them. I AM here, I survived, and I will be damned if I come up short now. One final battle awaits, a battle that the nCw has never before seen. The one on one match between Lance ''The Icon'' Ryan, and Davey ''The Genius Macrobian'' Ortega. Every one foresaw this match, now everyone will witness a dream match come alive this Sunday. Who will emerge victorious? The answer is as simple...as 1..2..3
The scene opens in the VIP Lounge of The Casino. Mr. Preston and Davey Ortega are the only two present. Mr. Preston is on the computer, while Davey is looking into a mirror. He seems to be lost in thought.
Davey: Ever since I stepped foot in nCw, I have had one thing follow me everywhere. Controversy. I have pissed off two nCw legends, gotten on the bad side of a wrestler and his manager, and have been caught with Kelly Fox ''playing nice'' as it were put. The General Manager here seems to be indifferent towards me as well.
Davey sighs.
Davey: Preston, I have been doing some thinking lately.
Mr. Preston looks at him.
Mr. Preston: Like...?
Davey: Lately I have been indifferent, and constantly questioning who I am and who I want to be.
Mr. Preston: You're Duality?
Davey: Yes. I now know who I am. It took me so long to fin it out, but I now...know.
Mr. Preston: So, does this mean you are going to leave the nCw?
Davey smiles, and slowly turns to face him.
Davey: Me? Leave the nCw? No. I can't. If I leave who would hold complete control of this place? I am the most dominate, and inspirational wrestler here. Despite all the controversy I have endured, I am still here. I am still at the top and no matter what I will not relinquish my rightful spot here, on top of the nCw...hell..on top of the whole damn industry.
You see I have been hearing so many rumors lately. John Anthony the next to join The Empire, Spike Kane expected too, me and Kelly being more than friends. I have to see all these to the end, and then some.
Mr. Preston gets up slowly, smiling.
Mr. Preston: Well, are they true or not?
Davey: That is the Million Dollar Question. Everyone will know the answers to these, and another, at Road To Gold. Everyone will finally know who is with me, and against me. I plan on shocking the nCw right to it's foundations at Road To Gold.
Mr. Preston: Well, could you at least tell me about the whole thing with Lance Ryan.
Davey: What about it? Me and him were seen talking backstage once. The end. Maybe I was wishing him good luck? Maybe I was telling him about my ideas? Maybe I warned him to stay out of my way? You see no body is quite sure what was said, but everyone wants to know. Everyone has their own ideas and speculations but in the end their are only two people who knows what was said. Me, and him. Everyone will know when the time is right, but thats it. I will not ruin the surprise that awaits everyone. If I did, then it wouldn't be much of a surprise would it?
Mr. Preston: I see, you know I do have the entire thing with Ryan on the computer before he went to the press conference that we watched on TV.
Davey: I know, I saw it. I watched him as he introduced his new girlfriend before her did to the world. I know everything about Lance Ryan. How him and his new beau have had certain problems in the past, how Matt doesn't trust her, or how she seems to have it out for Matt. Though you know these are all trivial things as far as I am concerned. My concerns do not lie with Matt or Cassandra. They lie with the one person they both feel so strongly about. Lance Ryan. I want you to say that name with me, Preston.
Both: Lance Ryan.
Davey: Do you know who he is, and what he is capable of?
Mr. Preston: Of course! He is one of the most dominate and dangerous competitors here. A great athlete, mat technician, I mean..he could very well end your streak at Road To Gold. It is very..
Davey: Probable. I know. If there is one man who can beat me, it is him hands down. Though, I am not here to talk about probability, possibilities, or what COULD happen. You know why? Because I already know what WILL happen.
Mr. Preston: Well yeah, me too..
Davey: Do you? Honestly? Do you see me having my hand raised after the match, then having them present to me the nCw World Title? Do you see it? Because I can. I can see the gold glistening around my waist, hear the fans with their responses and taste pure, unadulterated success on the tip of my tongue. But..do you know why?
Mr. Preston: Because..
Davey: Save it, because I already know you don't. It is because of controversy. I have had to fight it all my life and my time here in nCw. I thrive on it. People think I am the most controversial wrestler here and they are right. Look what I have done thus far, with out the title. Just think of what I will do..with it. I have fought everything in my path, and I will not let Lance Ryan get in my way.
Mr. Preston: Shouldn't you be telling this to him, or to someone else so they can actually SEE this.
Davey: We are. As of midnight last night, I began www.Ortegaempire.com, a web show host. It is in direct feed to the nCw site. It is being recorded now, or possible being watched live. Did you not notice the new web cam? Anytime I want someone to hear me, I simply turn it on and bam..instant promo.
Mr. Preston: Oh..um..how long exactly has that thing been broadcasting?
Davey: Since midnight. I turned it on to see if it worked, then went to bed. I don't think I turned it off so yeah...midnight.
Mr. Preston gets a look of shock and terror on his face
Davey: Why do you ask...?
Mr. Preston: Ummm...well...I was on the computer last night...and went into a chat room..and well...one thing led to another.
Davey looks at him almost in disbelief.
Davey: You did..what?
Mr. Preston: I couldn't help it, they sent me to this awesome porn site, www.kellyfoxnude.com and...ohh..Um..sorry.
Davey: First of all Kelly doesn't have a porn site, it would destroy nCw integrity.
Mr. Preston: I'll show you.
They both go the computer, and Mr. Preston types in the address and goes.
Mr. Preston: See. That IS Kelly Fox!
Davey: Well, that is Kelly's head, but not her body.
Mr. Preston: THEN WHO'S BODY IS IT?!?
Davey: If I had to take a stab at it...Shannan Lerch's.
Mr. Preston: The..the WCF Shannan Lerch?
Davey: Yeah. Who is the webmaster of this site anyways?
Mr. Preston: Oh here it is, some guy named...Davey Boone.
Davey: Wha..really?
Damn, it is. Ha...guess retirement hasn't been all that great to our ''Savior''. What's this? ''Backed financially by Chronicles of Knucker''?!
Davey and Preston look at each other and burst out in laughter.
Davey: WOW...those two really want Kelly. Unbelievable. Anyways...haha...turn...that off.
Mr. Preston does, as Davey can barely suppress his laughter.
Davey: OK...now..onward to business..most importantly Lance Ryan.
Lance, I want you to listen to me. I want you to understand a few things. Number one, me and you are very much alike. We have both been branded the two main guys here, the best in this company today. It doesn't matter who we are up against, the cards seem to just fall right for our Royal Flush. We always seem to get the upper hand in our matches, and make the inevitable become the past. Victory to us is second nature, now the cosmos have been set on a collision course. It is your fate, versus my destiny. Now, I am aware Fate and Destiny mean the exact same thing. I use them, because we are both fated to wear the nCw World Title. Though I have to agree with the fans, Ruston, and Kelly. It is my time to wear the gold, not yours. Your time is when I leave the company. THAT is when you will wear the title, that is when become the best thing. Because like it or not, you have and always will play second fiddle. You will always be second best to me. This time the cards fall differently to you, this time you are a Four of a Kind, and I am the Royal Flush as always. This time you will count the lights on the ceiling, and I will wear what is deemed mine, the nCw World Heavyweight Title.
This Sunday we will settle everything in the ring, man to man as you said. I promise no interference from The Empire. This will be best man wins, but can you honestly expect to beat me? You have never defeated me, no one has. I have fought so many people, I have taken down one of the biggest men in this company and I can not allow myself to show anything less then what I am. I am the Present and Future and I have proved it time and time again. I have all the respect in the world for you, but I can not allow you to even think you can over come me.
My best claim to fame will not be me entering Road To Gold this Sunday in the Main Event, my claim, will be me walking OUT of the Main Event the champion. Walking out with Kelly Fox and my Empire. Like it or not I have culminated the greatest thing in this industry and you will either have an invite to join me after the match, or an ambulance waiting to take you to the nearest hospital. You must impress me enough to get that invite. You have to give me your all...and then come to terms that no matter how hard you try..you will always fall an inch short.
This is our Duel Lance. This is what you and I have been waiting for, this is what everyone in the back is talking about. Who will win? The Icon...or the Genius Macrobian?
Fate...Destiny? Who will win?
The scene slowly fades out.
The scene opens in the VIP Lounge of The Casino. Mr. Preston and Davey Ortega are the only two present. Mr. Preston is on the computer, while Davey is looking into a mirror. He seems to be lost in thought.
Davey: Ever since I stepped foot in nCw, I have had one thing follow me everywhere. Controversy. I have pissed off two nCw legends, gotten on the bad side of a wrestler and his manager, and have been caught with Kelly Fox ''playing nice'' as it were put. The General Manager here seems to be indifferent towards me as well.
Davey sighs.
Davey: Preston, I have been doing some thinking lately.
Mr. Preston looks at him.
Mr. Preston: Like...?
Davey: Lately I have been indifferent, and constantly questioning who I am and who I want to be.
Mr. Preston: You're Duality?
Davey: Yes. I now know who I am. It took me so long to fin it out, but I now...know.
Mr. Preston: So, does this mean you are going to leave the nCw?
Davey smiles, and slowly turns to face him.
Davey: Me? Leave the nCw? No. I can't. If I leave who would hold complete control of this place? I am the most dominate, and inspirational wrestler here. Despite all the controversy I have endured, I am still here. I am still at the top and no matter what I will not relinquish my rightful spot here, on top of the nCw...hell..on top of the whole damn industry.
You see I have been hearing so many rumors lately. John Anthony the next to join The Empire, Spike Kane expected too, me and Kelly being more than friends. I have to see all these to the end, and then some.
Mr. Preston gets up slowly, smiling.
Mr. Preston: Well, are they true or not?
Davey: That is the Million Dollar Question. Everyone will know the answers to these, and another, at Road To Gold. Everyone will finally know who is with me, and against me. I plan on shocking the nCw right to it's foundations at Road To Gold.
Mr. Preston: Well, could you at least tell me about the whole thing with Lance Ryan.
Davey: What about it? Me and him were seen talking backstage once. The end. Maybe I was wishing him good luck? Maybe I was telling him about my ideas? Maybe I warned him to stay out of my way? You see no body is quite sure what was said, but everyone wants to know. Everyone has their own ideas and speculations but in the end their are only two people who knows what was said. Me, and him. Everyone will know when the time is right, but thats it. I will not ruin the surprise that awaits everyone. If I did, then it wouldn't be much of a surprise would it?
Mr. Preston: I see, you know I do have the entire thing with Ryan on the computer before he went to the press conference that we watched on TV.
Davey: I know, I saw it. I watched him as he introduced his new girlfriend before her did to the world. I know everything about Lance Ryan. How him and his new beau have had certain problems in the past, how Matt doesn't trust her, or how she seems to have it out for Matt. Though you know these are all trivial things as far as I am concerned. My concerns do not lie with Matt or Cassandra. They lie with the one person they both feel so strongly about. Lance Ryan. I want you to say that name with me, Preston.
Both: Lance Ryan.
Davey: Do you know who he is, and what he is capable of?
Mr. Preston: Of course! He is one of the most dominate and dangerous competitors here. A great athlete, mat technician, I mean..he could very well end your streak at Road To Gold. It is very..
Davey: Probable. I know. If there is one man who can beat me, it is him hands down. Though, I am not here to talk about probability, possibilities, or what COULD happen. You know why? Because I already know what WILL happen.
Mr. Preston: Well yeah, me too..
Davey: Do you? Honestly? Do you see me having my hand raised after the match, then having them present to me the nCw World Title? Do you see it? Because I can. I can see the gold glistening around my waist, hear the fans with their responses and taste pure, unadulterated success on the tip of my tongue. But..do you know why?
Mr. Preston: Because..
Davey: Save it, because I already know you don't. It is because of controversy. I have had to fight it all my life and my time here in nCw. I thrive on it. People think I am the most controversial wrestler here and they are right. Look what I have done thus far, with out the title. Just think of what I will do..with it. I have fought everything in my path, and I will not let Lance Ryan get in my way.
Mr. Preston: Shouldn't you be telling this to him, or to someone else so they can actually SEE this.
Davey: We are. As of midnight last night, I began www.Ortegaempire.com, a web show host. It is in direct feed to the nCw site. It is being recorded now, or possible being watched live. Did you not notice the new web cam? Anytime I want someone to hear me, I simply turn it on and bam..instant promo.
Mr. Preston: Oh..um..how long exactly has that thing been broadcasting?
Davey: Since midnight. I turned it on to see if it worked, then went to bed. I don't think I turned it off so yeah...midnight.
Mr. Preston gets a look of shock and terror on his face
Davey: Why do you ask...?
Mr. Preston: Ummm...well...I was on the computer last night...and went into a chat room..and well...one thing led to another.
Davey looks at him almost in disbelief.
Davey: You did..what?
Mr. Preston: I couldn't help it, they sent me to this awesome porn site, www.kellyfoxnude.com and...ohh..Um..sorry.
Davey: First of all Kelly doesn't have a porn site, it would destroy nCw integrity.
Mr. Preston: I'll show you.
They both go the computer, and Mr. Preston types in the address and goes.
Mr. Preston: See. That IS Kelly Fox!
Davey: Well, that is Kelly's head, but not her body.
Mr. Preston: THEN WHO'S BODY IS IT?!?
Davey: If I had to take a stab at it...Shannan Lerch's.
Mr. Preston: The..the WCF Shannan Lerch?
Davey: Yeah. Who is the webmaster of this site anyways?
Mr. Preston: Oh here it is, some guy named...Davey Boone.
Davey: Wha..really?
Damn, it is. Ha...guess retirement hasn't been all that great to our ''Savior''. What's this? ''Backed financially by Chronicles of Knucker''?!
Davey and Preston look at each other and burst out in laughter.
Davey: WOW...those two really want Kelly. Unbelievable. Anyways...haha...turn...that off.
Mr. Preston does, as Davey can barely suppress his laughter.
Davey: OK...now..onward to business..most importantly Lance Ryan.
Lance, I want you to listen to me. I want you to understand a few things. Number one, me and you are very much alike. We have both been branded the two main guys here, the best in this company today. It doesn't matter who we are up against, the cards seem to just fall right for our Royal Flush. We always seem to get the upper hand in our matches, and make the inevitable become the past. Victory to us is second nature, now the cosmos have been set on a collision course. It is your fate, versus my destiny. Now, I am aware Fate and Destiny mean the exact same thing. I use them, because we are both fated to wear the nCw World Title. Though I have to agree with the fans, Ruston, and Kelly. It is my time to wear the gold, not yours. Your time is when I leave the company. THAT is when you will wear the title, that is when become the best thing. Because like it or not, you have and always will play second fiddle. You will always be second best to me. This time the cards fall differently to you, this time you are a Four of a Kind, and I am the Royal Flush as always. This time you will count the lights on the ceiling, and I will wear what is deemed mine, the nCw World Heavyweight Title.
This Sunday we will settle everything in the ring, man to man as you said. I promise no interference from The Empire. This will be best man wins, but can you honestly expect to beat me? You have never defeated me, no one has. I have fought so many people, I have taken down one of the biggest men in this company and I can not allow myself to show anything less then what I am. I am the Present and Future and I have proved it time and time again. I have all the respect in the world for you, but I can not allow you to even think you can over come me.
My best claim to fame will not be me entering Road To Gold this Sunday in the Main Event, my claim, will be me walking OUT of the Main Event the champion. Walking out with Kelly Fox and my Empire. Like it or not I have culminated the greatest thing in this industry and you will either have an invite to join me after the match, or an ambulance waiting to take you to the nearest hospital. You must impress me enough to get that invite. You have to give me your all...and then come to terms that no matter how hard you try..you will always fall an inch short.
This is our Duel Lance. This is what you and I have been waiting for, this is what everyone in the back is talking about. Who will win? The Icon...or the Genius Macrobian?
Fate...Destiny? Who will win?
The scene slowly fades out.