Post by Davey Ortega on Jun 11, 2008 19:53:47 GMT -6
only One person knows the sting of betrayal
The NWS theme begins to hit, but then it ****s and changes to the Empire theme as the Empire begins walking to the ring. Davey Ortega smugly looks on and confident that Lance Ryan's plan has failed, he continues to stare at Ryan and has no idea that Christian Kane and The Ace have also walked out from the backstage area. Spike Kane with his National Title leads the march and all five men enter the ring and stand behind Ortega.}
Eric Hardy: What is this?
Kelly Fox: I've got a bad feeling about this.
Davey Ortega: It seems whatever little plan you had, has back fired…..
Lance Ryan: Maybe you should turn around and look again…..
{Ortega looks confused but turns around anyway…. He sees the extra members and then turns to Spike asking him what's going on, when suddenly Ortega is clocked by the National title! The rest of the empire begins stomping Ortega, and throwing their Empire shirts on top of his body before exiting the ring and heading back up the ramp. Spike leaves the ring after shaking Lance Ryan's hand and telling him "Finally this war can get started right" and exits with his new stable friends}
Lance Ryan: You see Ortega, your power hungry ways have cost you everything, including your stable and friends……
Eric Hardy: OH MY GAWD! I can't believe what is going on here!
{Lance Ryan picks Ortega up and hits his Train Spike before covering him. The ref doesn't know what to do so he just rings the ball and then counts 1…2…3! Winner in 4 seconds and still nCw World Champion LANCE RYAN! Lance Ryan gets to his feet and picks up his World title and climbs to the top turnbuckle raising it high in the air, the crowd doesn't know what to think as little is heard, are announcers are no better off and Mindgames goes off the air to the sounds of Seether's "Fake It" again.}
Only one person could of fought back:
Kelly Fox: My gawd!! The Dude is back!
Eric Hardy: oh crap.... what is he doing out here
Kelly Fox: Whatever he wants Hardy!
Davey: You know I usually have a speech prepared, or some witty remark but no. Not this time you see this was not supposed to happen. I had no intentions on coming here and delivering this message. I was to stay out of nCw, to stay out of everything but...I could not shave with my eyes closed. Now what that means is...I had to look at myself in the mirror. When I did...I saw someone who gave up, who let myself down.
Eric Hardy: You let nCw down you smug....
Kelly Fox: Stop with your anti-Ortega prejudice Hardy. And just enjoy this moment.
Davey: Lance Ryan.....You....You...took everything from me. Now..it is my turn. NOW..I get my revenge. I get it on you, on your stable, and on the bastards who betrayed me. Lance this is not about me and you, this is not about the title, this is not about The Empire versus No Warning Shots. This is about vengeance, this is about righting a wrong. When I am done with you, your friends, and your enemies I swear to god you will all wish you had stayed out of my way. That none of you would of crossed me.
Davey: So, I guess you can all welcome me back. Throw a parade, have a grand old ticker tape parade because when the celebration is over I will paint nCw with blood! One by one I will take out The Empire, one by one I will decimate No Warning Shots. One by one I will find myself back on top of this company and I will be damned if anyone can stop me. ...So, Lenny...Ruston..who ever is running the show. Be it Collision, or be it Suspense. I am back, and I will take over everything once again. I will be the greatest thing to ever step foot in nCw and no body can stand in my way.
{Davey looks down and has an evil smile come across his face}
Davey: Especially your “Champion”.
Only one person could have proven himself the way he did
Ortega lets the mist fly right into the face of Everyman. Everyman holds his eyes and screams out. Everyman turns around holding his eyes, and for his efforts takes a spear! Ortega covers and the ref counts 1...2...3!!!! Winner and new Xtreme Champion.... DAVEY ORTEGA!”
Kelly Fox: He did it! He did it! Ortega is the new Xtreme Champion!
Only one person knows the lengths it takes to try and win
Ortega looks to hit the move but Spike holds on planting his feet and delivers an elbow to the side of Ortega's head, Ortega lets go of the grasp he had on Spike he turns back and and takes a kick in the gut Spike lifts Ortega and spins him through the flaming table with a spinebuster! Spike rolls Ortega over and locks him into an ankle lock! Ortega is in horrible pain and then begins taping out the ref rings the bell and Spike Kane remains the world champion!}
Only one person can know. Only one person has gone through the trials and tribulations. Only one person has gone through hell, and lived to talk about it. Only one person can win this fatal four way match at Picture Perfect. That person must have experience in the ways of pain, loss, and retribution. Only one person knows the pain of betrayal, the agony of defeat, and the sweet sensation when you have beaten some of the best.
That person is Davey Ortega.
The scene opens in a cleaned up VIP room. Everything is seemingly back to normal. Even the crowd is back, gambling happily away. The VIP room, however, is empty. The camera begins to pan out when suddenly their is a creek. A creek of a door. the camera looks around, seeing something that was never mentioned, or talked about previously. A door, just left of Davey's desk. The camera zooms in, seeing light faintly, and noticing a small crack. The camera peeks in, seeing a figure washing his face. At this point a door opening more prominently is heard. The camera turns and looks, looking at the double doors that have been opened by Mr. Preston. He looks around, walking toward the desk.
Mr. Preston: Um, Carnage? Are you here? ..Nope guess not.
Preston, stay.
Mr. Preston stops in his tracks, and slowly turns around to look at...Davey Ortega. The make up has been removed, along with the wig.
Mr. Preston: Are you back?
Davey: I never left.
Mr. Preston: But..but you had make up on, and a green wig. You were speaking so coldly and violently. Claiming you were...
Davey: I know, Preston...I know. Look, just let me explain. Carnage is my own creation. Preston, I was going through a hard time. I mean, I began to focus more on the negatives of what I have done. I refused..for even a minute..to think of the positives. So, I thought that people would react more to a winning personality. I thought that they have gotten tired of me.
Mr. Preston: Wait..that was all a publicity stunt?!
Davey: It's kind of ending that way, but was never meant to be taken as such. When I let out my last two promos, something happened that I did not see coming. People, the fans Preston..they were not happy. They did not want to see ''Davey Ortega The Helpless'' Plus no one responded well at all to the Carnage side of it. Then, I had people from the roster approach me. They said that no matter what, they had an abundance of respect for me, win lose or draw. I did not do this to gain peoples sympathy, I did to renew my career. It just took their sympathy to remind me that I do not need to renew anything. It took those fans, and those wrestlers to help me gain my confidence in myself back. I no longer need to hide behind face paint, or green hair. I no longer have to put myself down, just to make ME feel better. I'm reminded once more of who I am. I especially want to thank Angel for that. His words...well..they meant a lot. Angel, if you are watching me right now, have no fear...you and I will fight one more time down the road.
Mr. Preston: Well Davey, I'm glad all that is over. I'm glad your back to your old self...
Davey: In a way...
Mr. Preston: What do you mean?
Davey: I think I have actually found appreciation for the fans...and respect for the entire roster. I may not like them all, but I have to say I respect them.
Mr. Preston: You are joking..
Davey: No. Not in the slightest
Mr. Preston: Alright, Davey man, we have a full plate. I mean, what are you going to do about the Corporate Empire? Not to mention you have a fatal four way match this Sunday! For the Xtreme title none the less. Are you sure you are up for all this? I mean..this is your first title match since Metamorphosis.
Davey: Oh, I am more then up for this. I want this. I want that title. You see, all four of us have something to prove. We all truly do. For instance, Reckoning. Now, besides me, he has the most to prove in this match. He has been here for about as long as I have. He participated in the first ever Xtreme Title Match. That was a hell of a match, and to be honest yes I was rooting for him. Yet he could not do it. So we fast forward to now. Now, he has proven himself in Xtreme battle. Now he wears that title with pride. Imagine his heartbreak if he lost it now. Imagine everything he fought for, to be taken away in his..what? First defense?
Reckoning, I know you do not like me. Hell, after what I did to Sexy Jason I can not blame you. Though this is not about what I did to him, this is about what I am going to do to you. You see, you are currently holding my first ever title here in nCw. I want it back. I was screwed out of it many months ago by the very man who helped you win it. Though, with Spike Kane not a factor in this match, I will avenge my loss.
You have a great opportunity in line, not many people of your caliber gets a shot to face arguably two of the best here in me and Ace. So be happy, crack open some champagne and live life for the next couple of days. Live life like the champion you are! Come Sunday, come Picture Perfect it will be the last time you ever live like that. I don't mean to be mean, not at all. Like I said I respect you, but I know I am better than you. I'm Davey Ortega. I'm the man everyone here hates to love, and loves to hate. Though Reckoning, cheer up for a minute. I have something for you.
Davey clears his throat
You have the gold
You think your so bold
Xtreme rules with weapons and such
It really doesn't bother me that much
I am the Genius Macrobian
You have never faced me in
A brutal match with no rules
Which is why I'm going to make you all look like fools
Now I know it isn't that great, but hey I do have other things to do then search for booty, or get my bling on or whatever the hell it is you do. Just, do me a favor and be prepared. I want my victory bloody, and full of ''HOLY Sh*TS!'' I will not accept anything less.
Then, then their is another man. A man, who unlike half the roster I have no history with what so ever. Jack Hammond. Jack, a lot is on the line for you too isn't it? You want to make your mark, and what better way then doing two things at the same time? Too win your first singles title here, in nCw...and to knock off me or The Ace. Imagine it, imagine yourself standing victoriously, holding that gold belt high in the air. You look down, and you see a bloody Davey Ortega. You smile to yourself, knowing that you..yes YOU...got the pinfall victory. That you were able to do something that Angel couldn't do and pin me.
Doesn't that sound fantastic? Now step back from it, come back from that world I just made for you. Come back to reality. The reality is that you have no place in that ring come Picture Perfect. I am not, in any way doubting your abilities, I am doubting your state of mind. This is a big match, with big names and a title on the line to boot. You have never faced opposition like me. You have been coddled your time here in nCw. Well, congratulations. Come Sunday, I'm going to make a name out of you. You will be the man who will fight so hard, and give everything he has to come up short. You are the man who everyone expects to lose. As hard and valiantly as you will fight, you will lose. It's not because of your abilities, it's because you are just not good enough. You will put to much pressure on yourself, and you will fall.
Though of course, none of the pressures applies to you, does it Ace? You are no stranger gold, or high profile matches so I guess I will have to just talk to you.
My match against Angel was probably one of the best matches in my career. And I did, I rode a dark horse onto victory. Though, that dark horse was nothing but a more pissed off me. In essence, it was me. To tell you the truth Ace, you can ride in on a brilliant golden stallion, but I will still out ride you just like I have out shone the brightest of stars. You see, Xtreme to me is a lifestyle which I have grown accustomed too. I mean, you have not been in brutal matches like I have. You have not walked into the Dragons Den, or a Strap Match while your back is scorched and burned. That symbolizes true hardcore, the never say die attitude that I have shown many times. So don't you dare question my Xtreme roots. I may be relatively new to this, but that never stopped me from doing what you couldn't, capture the nCw Xtreme Title.
I may not be insane, but I am damn sure on the other end of the spectrum. I may have pretended to the throne. Though, I am not pretending now. I am not going to say that I am truly insane, because I didn't marry Kat.
You speak of friendship, and that you don't want to hurt me. What friend doesn't stand up for another? Ace all you had to do was stand up for me. Voice your opinion, maybe even warn me? Though no, none of those things happened did they. You had a part in the take over.
You know, Face of Satan, the darkest, deepest layers of hell are reserved for traitors and mutineers. So don't worry, you will soon be home. I will send you to hell if you want. I'm not afraid to face the wrath of God or Lucifer. I'm not afraid to knock on the gates of Hell and deliver your sorry ass to them personally.
So go, go tell your teacher than someone is coming. Tell Spike Kane that Davey Ortega is coming, you see how he reacts. I was in the God of Xtremes home, and buddy I rocked that place. You were taught by the best? Baby, I AM THE BEST! Come Sunday you will fight me, you will attempt to hurt me. That is not fiction, that is a fact. I'm not pretending now.
The scene slowly fades
The NWS theme begins to hit, but then it ****s and changes to the Empire theme as the Empire begins walking to the ring. Davey Ortega smugly looks on and confident that Lance Ryan's plan has failed, he continues to stare at Ryan and has no idea that Christian Kane and The Ace have also walked out from the backstage area. Spike Kane with his National Title leads the march and all five men enter the ring and stand behind Ortega.}
Eric Hardy: What is this?
Kelly Fox: I've got a bad feeling about this.
Davey Ortega: It seems whatever little plan you had, has back fired…..
Lance Ryan: Maybe you should turn around and look again…..
{Ortega looks confused but turns around anyway…. He sees the extra members and then turns to Spike asking him what's going on, when suddenly Ortega is clocked by the National title! The rest of the empire begins stomping Ortega, and throwing their Empire shirts on top of his body before exiting the ring and heading back up the ramp. Spike leaves the ring after shaking Lance Ryan's hand and telling him "Finally this war can get started right" and exits with his new stable friends}
Lance Ryan: You see Ortega, your power hungry ways have cost you everything, including your stable and friends……
Eric Hardy: OH MY GAWD! I can't believe what is going on here!
{Lance Ryan picks Ortega up and hits his Train Spike before covering him. The ref doesn't know what to do so he just rings the ball and then counts 1…2…3! Winner in 4 seconds and still nCw World Champion LANCE RYAN! Lance Ryan gets to his feet and picks up his World title and climbs to the top turnbuckle raising it high in the air, the crowd doesn't know what to think as little is heard, are announcers are no better off and Mindgames goes off the air to the sounds of Seether's "Fake It" again.}
Only one person could of fought back:
Kelly Fox: My gawd!! The Dude is back!
Eric Hardy: oh crap.... what is he doing out here
Kelly Fox: Whatever he wants Hardy!
Davey: You know I usually have a speech prepared, or some witty remark but no. Not this time you see this was not supposed to happen. I had no intentions on coming here and delivering this message. I was to stay out of nCw, to stay out of everything but...I could not shave with my eyes closed. Now what that means is...I had to look at myself in the mirror. When I did...I saw someone who gave up, who let myself down.
Eric Hardy: You let nCw down you smug....
Kelly Fox: Stop with your anti-Ortega prejudice Hardy. And just enjoy this moment.
Davey: Lance Ryan.....You....You...took everything from me. Now..it is my turn. NOW..I get my revenge. I get it on you, on your stable, and on the bastards who betrayed me. Lance this is not about me and you, this is not about the title, this is not about The Empire versus No Warning Shots. This is about vengeance, this is about righting a wrong. When I am done with you, your friends, and your enemies I swear to god you will all wish you had stayed out of my way. That none of you would of crossed me.
Davey: So, I guess you can all welcome me back. Throw a parade, have a grand old ticker tape parade because when the celebration is over I will paint nCw with blood! One by one I will take out The Empire, one by one I will decimate No Warning Shots. One by one I will find myself back on top of this company and I will be damned if anyone can stop me. ...So, Lenny...Ruston..who ever is running the show. Be it Collision, or be it Suspense. I am back, and I will take over everything once again. I will be the greatest thing to ever step foot in nCw and no body can stand in my way.
{Davey looks down and has an evil smile come across his face}
Davey: Especially your “Champion”.
Only one person could have proven himself the way he did
Ortega lets the mist fly right into the face of Everyman. Everyman holds his eyes and screams out. Everyman turns around holding his eyes, and for his efforts takes a spear! Ortega covers and the ref counts 1...2...3!!!! Winner and new Xtreme Champion.... DAVEY ORTEGA!”
Kelly Fox: He did it! He did it! Ortega is the new Xtreme Champion!
Only one person knows the lengths it takes to try and win
Ortega looks to hit the move but Spike holds on planting his feet and delivers an elbow to the side of Ortega's head, Ortega lets go of the grasp he had on Spike he turns back and and takes a kick in the gut Spike lifts Ortega and spins him through the flaming table with a spinebuster! Spike rolls Ortega over and locks him into an ankle lock! Ortega is in horrible pain and then begins taping out the ref rings the bell and Spike Kane remains the world champion!}
Only one person can know. Only one person has gone through the trials and tribulations. Only one person has gone through hell, and lived to talk about it. Only one person can win this fatal four way match at Picture Perfect. That person must have experience in the ways of pain, loss, and retribution. Only one person knows the pain of betrayal, the agony of defeat, and the sweet sensation when you have beaten some of the best.
That person is Davey Ortega.
The scene opens in a cleaned up VIP room. Everything is seemingly back to normal. Even the crowd is back, gambling happily away. The VIP room, however, is empty. The camera begins to pan out when suddenly their is a creek. A creek of a door. the camera looks around, seeing something that was never mentioned, or talked about previously. A door, just left of Davey's desk. The camera zooms in, seeing light faintly, and noticing a small crack. The camera peeks in, seeing a figure washing his face. At this point a door opening more prominently is heard. The camera turns and looks, looking at the double doors that have been opened by Mr. Preston. He looks around, walking toward the desk.
Mr. Preston: Um, Carnage? Are you here? ..Nope guess not.
Preston, stay.
Mr. Preston stops in his tracks, and slowly turns around to look at...Davey Ortega. The make up has been removed, along with the wig.
Mr. Preston: Are you back?
Davey: I never left.
Mr. Preston: But..but you had make up on, and a green wig. You were speaking so coldly and violently. Claiming you were...
Davey: I know, Preston...I know. Look, just let me explain. Carnage is my own creation. Preston, I was going through a hard time. I mean, I began to focus more on the negatives of what I have done. I refused..for even a minute..to think of the positives. So, I thought that people would react more to a winning personality. I thought that they have gotten tired of me.
Mr. Preston: Wait..that was all a publicity stunt?!
Davey: It's kind of ending that way, but was never meant to be taken as such. When I let out my last two promos, something happened that I did not see coming. People, the fans Preston..they were not happy. They did not want to see ''Davey Ortega The Helpless'' Plus no one responded well at all to the Carnage side of it. Then, I had people from the roster approach me. They said that no matter what, they had an abundance of respect for me, win lose or draw. I did not do this to gain peoples sympathy, I did to renew my career. It just took their sympathy to remind me that I do not need to renew anything. It took those fans, and those wrestlers to help me gain my confidence in myself back. I no longer need to hide behind face paint, or green hair. I no longer have to put myself down, just to make ME feel better. I'm reminded once more of who I am. I especially want to thank Angel for that. His words...well..they meant a lot. Angel, if you are watching me right now, have no fear...you and I will fight one more time down the road.
Mr. Preston: Well Davey, I'm glad all that is over. I'm glad your back to your old self...
Davey: In a way...
Mr. Preston: What do you mean?
Davey: I think I have actually found appreciation for the fans...and respect for the entire roster. I may not like them all, but I have to say I respect them.
Mr. Preston: You are joking..
Davey: No. Not in the slightest
Mr. Preston: Alright, Davey man, we have a full plate. I mean, what are you going to do about the Corporate Empire? Not to mention you have a fatal four way match this Sunday! For the Xtreme title none the less. Are you sure you are up for all this? I mean..this is your first title match since Metamorphosis.
Davey: Oh, I am more then up for this. I want this. I want that title. You see, all four of us have something to prove. We all truly do. For instance, Reckoning. Now, besides me, he has the most to prove in this match. He has been here for about as long as I have. He participated in the first ever Xtreme Title Match. That was a hell of a match, and to be honest yes I was rooting for him. Yet he could not do it. So we fast forward to now. Now, he has proven himself in Xtreme battle. Now he wears that title with pride. Imagine his heartbreak if he lost it now. Imagine everything he fought for, to be taken away in his..what? First defense?
Reckoning, I know you do not like me. Hell, after what I did to Sexy Jason I can not blame you. Though this is not about what I did to him, this is about what I am going to do to you. You see, you are currently holding my first ever title here in nCw. I want it back. I was screwed out of it many months ago by the very man who helped you win it. Though, with Spike Kane not a factor in this match, I will avenge my loss.
You have a great opportunity in line, not many people of your caliber gets a shot to face arguably two of the best here in me and Ace. So be happy, crack open some champagne and live life for the next couple of days. Live life like the champion you are! Come Sunday, come Picture Perfect it will be the last time you ever live like that. I don't mean to be mean, not at all. Like I said I respect you, but I know I am better than you. I'm Davey Ortega. I'm the man everyone here hates to love, and loves to hate. Though Reckoning, cheer up for a minute. I have something for you.
Davey clears his throat
You have the gold
You think your so bold
Xtreme rules with weapons and such
It really doesn't bother me that much
I am the Genius Macrobian
You have never faced me in
A brutal match with no rules
Which is why I'm going to make you all look like fools
Now I know it isn't that great, but hey I do have other things to do then search for booty, or get my bling on or whatever the hell it is you do. Just, do me a favor and be prepared. I want my victory bloody, and full of ''HOLY Sh*TS!'' I will not accept anything less.
Then, then their is another man. A man, who unlike half the roster I have no history with what so ever. Jack Hammond. Jack, a lot is on the line for you too isn't it? You want to make your mark, and what better way then doing two things at the same time? Too win your first singles title here, in nCw...and to knock off me or The Ace. Imagine it, imagine yourself standing victoriously, holding that gold belt high in the air. You look down, and you see a bloody Davey Ortega. You smile to yourself, knowing that you..yes YOU...got the pinfall victory. That you were able to do something that Angel couldn't do and pin me.
Doesn't that sound fantastic? Now step back from it, come back from that world I just made for you. Come back to reality. The reality is that you have no place in that ring come Picture Perfect. I am not, in any way doubting your abilities, I am doubting your state of mind. This is a big match, with big names and a title on the line to boot. You have never faced opposition like me. You have been coddled your time here in nCw. Well, congratulations. Come Sunday, I'm going to make a name out of you. You will be the man who will fight so hard, and give everything he has to come up short. You are the man who everyone expects to lose. As hard and valiantly as you will fight, you will lose. It's not because of your abilities, it's because you are just not good enough. You will put to much pressure on yourself, and you will fall.
Though of course, none of the pressures applies to you, does it Ace? You are no stranger gold, or high profile matches so I guess I will have to just talk to you.
My match against Angel was probably one of the best matches in my career. And I did, I rode a dark horse onto victory. Though, that dark horse was nothing but a more pissed off me. In essence, it was me. To tell you the truth Ace, you can ride in on a brilliant golden stallion, but I will still out ride you just like I have out shone the brightest of stars. You see, Xtreme to me is a lifestyle which I have grown accustomed too. I mean, you have not been in brutal matches like I have. You have not walked into the Dragons Den, or a Strap Match while your back is scorched and burned. That symbolizes true hardcore, the never say die attitude that I have shown many times. So don't you dare question my Xtreme roots. I may be relatively new to this, but that never stopped me from doing what you couldn't, capture the nCw Xtreme Title.
I may not be insane, but I am damn sure on the other end of the spectrum. I may have pretended to the throne. Though, I am not pretending now. I am not going to say that I am truly insane, because I didn't marry Kat.
You speak of friendship, and that you don't want to hurt me. What friend doesn't stand up for another? Ace all you had to do was stand up for me. Voice your opinion, maybe even warn me? Though no, none of those things happened did they. You had a part in the take over.
You know, Face of Satan, the darkest, deepest layers of hell are reserved for traitors and mutineers. So don't worry, you will soon be home. I will send you to hell if you want. I'm not afraid to face the wrath of God or Lucifer. I'm not afraid to knock on the gates of Hell and deliver your sorry ass to them personally.
So go, go tell your teacher than someone is coming. Tell Spike Kane that Davey Ortega is coming, you see how he reacts. I was in the God of Xtremes home, and buddy I rocked that place. You were taught by the best? Baby, I AM THE BEST! Come Sunday you will fight me, you will attempt to hurt me. That is not fiction, that is a fact. I'm not pretending now.
The scene slowly fades