Post by Xavier Williams on Jun 9, 2008 17:21:14 GMT -6
~We all have to make choices, some we like... some we dont. It is like, do we pick our friends... or popularity. Do we thrust ourselves to the front, in exchange for knocking somebody back? But... this isn't life. This is wrestling, a whole 'nother beast. The doors dont stay open for long, they close very quickly... you know, unless your banging the boss's daughter. So when we see tht light of oppurtunity, can you blame somebody for taking it... eventhough it was under shady pretenses... I bet you would... If you had the oppurtunity to make a quick buck, you'd probably take it. So let me put it to you like this... the door of oppurtunity sits in front of you... and it is closing...
Do you wait...
or bust right in...?~
The picture now shows Xavier walking through his home, his bags sitting next to the front door, he walks out of his room, wearing a some baggy navy blue jeans, a plain white-t, and a black do-rag over his braids. He grabs his Atlanta Falcons hoodie and he snags his iPod Touch out of his home office, he places them on the chair by the door...
Flight leaves in about 20 or so mins. I got some time to burn...
We now hear the patter of feet coming down the steps as well as a child giggling, Xavier turns to see his son running into his arms, he lifts him up into the air...
Eric: Daddy, do I get to see you wrestle?
Xavier pauses...
You know what champ, I think you and mommy need to skip this one out... but I promise you,w hen I come home, we can watch the replay together...
Eric: Why?
Xavier looks into his son's eyes, and he looks away... he knows in a few days he will be walking into hell... he knows it wont come home the same, he puts him down and kneels beside him...
You remember when Daddy said that there are somethings that I do... that I wont be able to tell you?
He nods
This is one of those times. But I promise you... I will tell you all about it... Hey, why dont you grab Daddy's belt...okay?
Eric: *giggles* okay
He runs up the steps, as Xavier closes his eyes and looks down to he carpet, he takes a deep breath and stands back up and goes to put on his hoodie. As he notices someone behind him. He doesn't turn around...
I dont want you two to go through this again...
Lisa: If you're gonna put yourself in this posistion... then you should at least let Eric watch, you know he wants to cheer his daddy...
The last time... he had to ride in the ambulance with his father as he had tubes down his throat... I'm sorry. I can't do it again...
Lisa: He's not 5 anymore...
That doesn't make him any more ready...
We hear the patter again and now we see Eric run into the scene, and he hands Xavier his X-Division title and he places it with the rest of his stuff... HE zips up his hoodie, heplaces the title into his gym bag,w ith the rest of his wrestling gear. ZHe grabs his other duffel bag and tosses them over his shoulder...
I will see you in about a week... Stay Strong, little man
He ruffles the Eric's hair, he drops to a knee and gives him a kiss on the cheek. He looks at Lisa, who is tearing up abit... becuase she knows what Xavier is on his way to do... She hugs him tightly, Xavier buries his head into her chest, she kisses him on the top fo the head, Xavier looks up and kisses her and we walks out of the door... a limo has pulled up
SOCIAL DISTORTN
On the back, Xavier tosse shis stuff into the trunk, he hops in and take a drive, he leans back in the chair.. he pulls out his iPod and starts o find a track to listen to...
Kanye West's "Addiction" plays, and he leans back in the limo... his mind is blank. He isn't thinking about Angel, Cage of Death, the title, wrestling, or even family.... he is empty. He looks out of the window, luckily he left early enough to beat the HORRIBLE Atlanta traffic, he leans back, focesing on the roof above him... He knows what is ahead of him, but he is almost trying to put it to the side... almost syaing, 'I will get back to it'. For while he has never been in a Cage of Death match...he knows exactly what would happen...
3 years ago. Decemeber 22nd, 2005... 3 days before Christmas... Atlanta, GA... OUW PPV: Retribution, Xavier "Shadow" Williams vs Dylan "Gamr" Scott, Monster's CLockwork. Dec. 21st at 11:00PM he was locked inside of a dark empty cell... 24 hours, no food... no water... no light. He only had himself and his thoughts. He was going to be locked inside a Hell in Cell type deal and wepons scattered all over. A match that he will never forgive...
The fued was personal, hi sfamily was involved, Xavier only had one rule and one rule, only...
The family stays out of it.
But Gamr's obsession for the OUW Heavyweight Championship, consumed him. It caused h im to break into his house, to tie his wife up... he was lucky that Eric was at a sleep over. But Xavier feed into the "Blue Eyed Demon"... and he decided to accept the match. He had never indured some much physical and mental HELL, ever. These two men, raged war against eachother... and the odd thing is... at the end of their previous encounter, Xavier and Gamr shook hands, there was a show of respect... where did it go? As soon as Gamr threw Xavier off the top fot he cell through a bunch of scales, horribly breaking his leg in the process... it was obvious that the respect that was chared only months ago... was thrown out of the window. He was 'supposed to be out for a year...
He came back after 3 months.
Vengeance is what drove Xavier to return... he knew it all to well, he looks into the eys of Angel and he seems himself a few years ago... he was hungry, he had fire in his eyes and he wanted to spill Xavier's blood...
Just like Xavier wanted to spill Gamr's.
The glove is ont he other hand now... he knows that Angel will stop at NOTHING to get his revenge on Xavier, he knows he is a walking target... But anger is a funn thing, you have no control... you THINK you have control... but you really dont
Gamr used Xavier's hate to get him to accept a Monster's Clockwrok match... and Xavier used Angel's hate to get him to accept a Cage of Death match. Xavier's goal is just like Gamr's was... inflict as much bodily harm he can, and RECLAIM his championship. Gamr used Xavier's hate to destroy him
And Xavier will use Angel's to destroy him.
Xavier isn't stupid he has been down this path before... he knows all too well what could appen and yet, he still made the match. Xavier knew that he had to spill GALLONS of blood to get Angel off of him... and he knows that he is walking into hell, but is still doesn't bother him...
why?
It is all too familar.
Angel, I hear you... I know you. I've seen it before... I know you want to destroy me. And I am glad to know that, I want you to come at me with all the fire in the world, becuase your anger will do you in, like it did last time. The human emotion is one big chess game. Move and counter move... punch and counter punch. I've seen it happen to many people, they ge caught up in the moment, and they are swallowed up... Angel you are charging into the darkness and there I am, with my dagger, and I am standing right behind you, waiting for you to notice that I am there, and right when you do...
too late.
EVerything you are doing... is what I tried to do to Gamr, I tried to throw him off of hi sgame... but he knew the game, way before I did... I KNEW it was gonna be Cage of Death, the second you won your match vs Falcon. I knew the rules... I knew the game, and i got a head start. You know where I live... I know where you will be June 15th... in that cage, with me. I dont need to play anymore games, becuase I know where it will end. Cage of Death... it ends for one of us... and maybe it wont, maybe it will get us to have another match... I wouldn't shake it off... but... safe to say this will be the last one.
What was it... 3-4 weeks that you were lookingto get to me, and look at you, you fell off your game. You couldn't beat Trent Helms in a Barbed Wire Match... and Trent wasn't looking to destroy you... I am. And no offence to Trent, I am a whole other beast. Quite frankly, I dont need to prove anything to you, I win, I win... simple as that, and what I have been saying for weeks now... all the words mean NOTHING, if in the end... you cant back it up in the ring. Everything i said, I've backed it up.
Win title... check.
Beat Showtime... check
Beat Talon and GGG... check
Beat Talon one on one... check.
You keep telling me to step up... I've been stepping up this whole month.
Tainted or not... a win is a win, my hands was riased in those matches... there is no amount of spin ou can put to it, to lessen it in anyway. None. Angel, while you are being a puromaniac, I want this to sink in... and let it get to the core... The most prepared... goes the victor... I knew about this, I know it was gonna be this type of match, you fond out... yesterday. So you tell me, in one week... you are gonn be ready, of course you will
You're Angel... you can do anything... except, shut me up.
Last time we faced, I said who is gonna save you from yourself... and it looks like that man from God... is gonna need a Personal Jesus...
Xavier leans back in his chair and the limo contineus on to it's destination... as the camera fades to black.
Do you wait...
or bust right in...?~
The picture now shows Xavier walking through his home, his bags sitting next to the front door, he walks out of his room, wearing a some baggy navy blue jeans, a plain white-t, and a black do-rag over his braids. He grabs his Atlanta Falcons hoodie and he snags his iPod Touch out of his home office, he places them on the chair by the door...
Flight leaves in about 20 or so mins. I got some time to burn...
We now hear the patter of feet coming down the steps as well as a child giggling, Xavier turns to see his son running into his arms, he lifts him up into the air...
Eric: Daddy, do I get to see you wrestle?
Xavier pauses...
You know what champ, I think you and mommy need to skip this one out... but I promise you,w hen I come home, we can watch the replay together...
Eric: Why?
Xavier looks into his son's eyes, and he looks away... he knows in a few days he will be walking into hell... he knows it wont come home the same, he puts him down and kneels beside him...
You remember when Daddy said that there are somethings that I do... that I wont be able to tell you?
He nods
This is one of those times. But I promise you... I will tell you all about it... Hey, why dont you grab Daddy's belt...okay?
Eric: *giggles* okay
He runs up the steps, as Xavier closes his eyes and looks down to he carpet, he takes a deep breath and stands back up and goes to put on his hoodie. As he notices someone behind him. He doesn't turn around...
I dont want you two to go through this again...
Lisa: If you're gonna put yourself in this posistion... then you should at least let Eric watch, you know he wants to cheer his daddy...
The last time... he had to ride in the ambulance with his father as he had tubes down his throat... I'm sorry. I can't do it again...
Lisa: He's not 5 anymore...
That doesn't make him any more ready...
We hear the patter again and now we see Eric run into the scene, and he hands Xavier his X-Division title and he places it with the rest of his stuff... HE zips up his hoodie, heplaces the title into his gym bag,w ith the rest of his wrestling gear. ZHe grabs his other duffel bag and tosses them over his shoulder...
I will see you in about a week... Stay Strong, little man
He ruffles the Eric's hair, he drops to a knee and gives him a kiss on the cheek. He looks at Lisa, who is tearing up abit... becuase she knows what Xavier is on his way to do... She hugs him tightly, Xavier buries his head into her chest, she kisses him on the top fo the head, Xavier looks up and kisses her and we walks out of the door... a limo has pulled up
SOCIAL DISTORTN
On the back, Xavier tosse shis stuff into the trunk, he hops in and take a drive, he leans back in the chair.. he pulls out his iPod and starts o find a track to listen to...
"Why is everything that 'supposed to feel bad, makes me feel so good?
Everything they told me not to, is excatly what I would...
I try to stop, man... I try the best I could, but...
It makes me smile"
Everything they told me not to, is excatly what I would...
I try to stop, man... I try the best I could, but...
It makes me smile"
Kanye West's "Addiction" plays, and he leans back in the limo... his mind is blank. He isn't thinking about Angel, Cage of Death, the title, wrestling, or even family.... he is empty. He looks out of the window, luckily he left early enough to beat the HORRIBLE Atlanta traffic, he leans back, focesing on the roof above him... He knows what is ahead of him, but he is almost trying to put it to the side... almost syaing, 'I will get back to it'. For while he has never been in a Cage of Death match...he knows exactly what would happen...
3 years ago. Decemeber 22nd, 2005... 3 days before Christmas... Atlanta, GA... OUW PPV: Retribution, Xavier "Shadow" Williams vs Dylan "Gamr" Scott, Monster's CLockwork. Dec. 21st at 11:00PM he was locked inside of a dark empty cell... 24 hours, no food... no water... no light. He only had himself and his thoughts. He was going to be locked inside a Hell in Cell type deal and wepons scattered all over. A match that he will never forgive...
The fued was personal, hi sfamily was involved, Xavier only had one rule and one rule, only...
The family stays out of it.
But Gamr's obsession for the OUW Heavyweight Championship, consumed him. It caused h im to break into his house, to tie his wife up... he was lucky that Eric was at a sleep over. But Xavier feed into the "Blue Eyed Demon"... and he decided to accept the match. He had never indured some much physical and mental HELL, ever. These two men, raged war against eachother... and the odd thing is... at the end of their previous encounter, Xavier and Gamr shook hands, there was a show of respect... where did it go? As soon as Gamr threw Xavier off the top fot he cell through a bunch of scales, horribly breaking his leg in the process... it was obvious that the respect that was chared only months ago... was thrown out of the window. He was 'supposed to be out for a year...
He came back after 3 months.
Vengeance is what drove Xavier to return... he knew it all to well, he looks into the eys of Angel and he seems himself a few years ago... he was hungry, he had fire in his eyes and he wanted to spill Xavier's blood...
Just like Xavier wanted to spill Gamr's.
The glove is ont he other hand now... he knows that Angel will stop at NOTHING to get his revenge on Xavier, he knows he is a walking target... But anger is a funn thing, you have no control... you THINK you have control... but you really dont
Gamr used Xavier's hate to get him to accept a Monster's Clockwrok match... and Xavier used Angel's hate to get him to accept a Cage of Death match. Xavier's goal is just like Gamr's was... inflict as much bodily harm he can, and RECLAIM his championship. Gamr used Xavier's hate to destroy him
And Xavier will use Angel's to destroy him.
Xavier isn't stupid he has been down this path before... he knows all too well what could appen and yet, he still made the match. Xavier knew that he had to spill GALLONS of blood to get Angel off of him... and he knows that he is walking into hell, but is still doesn't bother him...
why?
It is all too familar.
Angel, I hear you... I know you. I've seen it before... I know you want to destroy me. And I am glad to know that, I want you to come at me with all the fire in the world, becuase your anger will do you in, like it did last time. The human emotion is one big chess game. Move and counter move... punch and counter punch. I've seen it happen to many people, they ge caught up in the moment, and they are swallowed up... Angel you are charging into the darkness and there I am, with my dagger, and I am standing right behind you, waiting for you to notice that I am there, and right when you do...
too late.
EVerything you are doing... is what I tried to do to Gamr, I tried to throw him off of hi sgame... but he knew the game, way before I did... I KNEW it was gonna be Cage of Death, the second you won your match vs Falcon. I knew the rules... I knew the game, and i got a head start. You know where I live... I know where you will be June 15th... in that cage, with me. I dont need to play anymore games, becuase I know where it will end. Cage of Death... it ends for one of us... and maybe it wont, maybe it will get us to have another match... I wouldn't shake it off... but... safe to say this will be the last one.
What was it... 3-4 weeks that you were lookingto get to me, and look at you, you fell off your game. You couldn't beat Trent Helms in a Barbed Wire Match... and Trent wasn't looking to destroy you... I am. And no offence to Trent, I am a whole other beast. Quite frankly, I dont need to prove anything to you, I win, I win... simple as that, and what I have been saying for weeks now... all the words mean NOTHING, if in the end... you cant back it up in the ring. Everything i said, I've backed it up.
Win title... check.
Beat Showtime... check
Beat Talon and GGG... check
Beat Talon one on one... check.
You keep telling me to step up... I've been stepping up this whole month.
Tainted or not... a win is a win, my hands was riased in those matches... there is no amount of spin ou can put to it, to lessen it in anyway. None. Angel, while you are being a puromaniac, I want this to sink in... and let it get to the core... The most prepared... goes the victor... I knew about this, I know it was gonna be this type of match, you fond out... yesterday. So you tell me, in one week... you are gonn be ready, of course you will
You're Angel... you can do anything... except, shut me up.
Last time we faced, I said who is gonna save you from yourself... and it looks like that man from God... is gonna need a Personal Jesus...
Xavier leans back in his chair and the limo contineus on to it's destination... as the camera fades to black.