Post by Steve Awesome on Jun 14, 2008 19:32:02 GMT -6
Wednesday, June 11th 2008.
11 O’Clock PM
We open up to the scene of the crime. It’s dark, but thanks to the streetlight nearby, were engulfed in that gold hue that helps you to see what’s going on. It’s an alley way. Building on one side and a building on the other side. Graffiti is sprayed all over the walls and there’s a dumpster on both sides. There is about two or three squad cars present along with a detective and a random couple standing back further. Oh, and also there is totally a dead body lying against one of the dumpsters. A slice in his throat right along the adams apple, starting from one side to the other.
Detective: “So you say you just found him here?”
One of the investigators asked the couple. He flips out his notepad and grabs a pen, ready to write down anything they say.
Dude: “Yeah. I came out here to have a cigarette and there he was.”
Detective: “Did you see anybody else?”
The male shakes his head.
Dude: “No. I ran in to get my wife since she had our cell phone. She was one of the stragglers still in there trying to get an autograph from him.”
Detective: “Him? Whose him? What went on tonight?”
Wife: “It was a banquet being held by the members of the Corporate Empire. They are this group of blue blooded wrestlers from nCw. I absolutely love those guys.”
Dude: “She likes to root for the bad guys. Um…the party was televised if that helps any?”
Detective: “Oh yes. I remember catching that. I always thought wrestling was fake, but this right here is all real.”
Wife: “You don’t think the Empire has anything to do with this do you?”
You can hear the alarm in her voice.
Detective: “Not so much the Empire but more so one of it’s members. If you remember earlier, Steve Awesome got himself into a little scuffle with one of the guests.”
Dude: “Yeah, I remember. It wasn’t real or anything if that’s what you think. It was a pre-planned stunt. Something to get inside the head of his opponents.
Detective: “You think so? Then get a load of that!”
The detective shines his flashlight on the body. Everything seems normal at first, except for one thing. A little pendent type dealie was twinkling in the light from the flashlight. What was the pendent? A “w” shaped tie clip. Ring any bells?
“I swear to God I didn’t kill anybody, Kole!”
In a car, driving down the interstate in a black trailblazer was Kole Kaos and Steve Awesome. Kole remained focused on driving while Steve stared at him. He seemed distressed. Being accused of murder is enough to take even the calmest soul of Steve Awesome and throw him for a loop.
“You believe me right?”
The hope in Steve’s eyes say it all. Nobody else believed his innocence, hopefully his brethren in the Empire would. He needed that much at least.
Kole Kaos: “Yeah kid. I believe you.”
“Then why have you stayed quiet for half the ride home?”
Another silence befalls the duo. A few cars whiz past them before anybody says anything.
Kole Kaos: “I just don’t believe this. I believe that you didn’t do this, but it’s just that…..”
Awesome looks at Kole like he said the N word in a KFC.
“You don’t think I’m capable of something like that do you?”
Kole Kaos: “No. It’s just…..everything points in your direction. I’m having my best lawyers work on your case but from my point of view, and I hate to say this, but it doesn’t look like we can fight this.”
“That’s bull****! Somebody set me up! They had too. I’ll bet it was Lance. Whatever he has to do to ensure he retains at Picture Perfect. But I got some time before my trial, so his effort to keep me out of this match is in vain. I can’t wait to wrap my hands around his Canadian throat and twist and squeeze till he can’t breathe anymore.”
Kole: “Um…..are you sure you didn’t kill that guy?”
“NO! That whole fiasco was just a stunt I had planned. I wanted to try and get inside there heads. Make them think I was a ruthless bastard. I still am, but I wouldn’t risk going to jail for it.”
Kole: Yeah….you can tell me if you did Steve. I won’t tell anybody.
‘I didn’t kill anybody. I’ve never killed anybody. Not even with kindness. I’m completely innocent.”
Kole: Unfortunately, that’s for the courts to decide. I’m just worried that you might let this little fiasco keep you from focusing on the world title match tomorrow. You can’t let them win, kid. You just can’t. You need to win this for The Empire. I’ve come along way, rebuilding this ship after Davey Ortega allowed it to crash into the harbor.
“You know that I’m going to fight with everything that I have tomorrow night. I’ve been training religiously since I found out I was getting this shot. I’ve been a world champion before, in other companies, but none of them were as big and as powerful as nCw is. I’ve been a world champ before, but never really the champion of the world. So of course I’m looking at this match so cautiously. So calculated.”
Kole: Lance and Trent are pretty dominate. You may have beaten a bunch of big names but so has Trent and so has Lance. You need to make sure your taking them seriously.
“Just because I crack jokes doesn’t mean I don’t take my opponents seriously. I can’t afford not too in a match like this. I’m well aware of the talent that both Lance and Trent possess, I have been in the ring with both of them, it’s just that normally after it’s all said and done, I usually am the better man. So I just go based on the normal outcome. I’ve pinned Lance to the mat. Yeah, it was just a regular Collision and apparently Lance develops unstoppable super powers when he competes on pay per view so I guess that win doesn’t mean anything. Yeah, and Manbearpig exists in my backyard. Lance needs to take a look at reality. Trent and I have him backed into a corner now. All he has left to say is “I wrestle better on pay per view so look out guys”. That type of crap only works for Hulk Hogan, and your no Hogan, Lance. Who doesn’t kick it into overdrive on pay per view? Especially when it’s the main event for the chance to wear world title gold. God, if he is going into overdrive then I’m going into plaid.”
Kole: Plaid?
“It’s a Space Balls reference. Now back to the point. Lance, I remember a while back when I was talking about how you were on your way down. How I could see your star falling away, even though you can’t see it yourself. See for you, everything is dandy. Your world is working right. You had your little suicide scare, went into an insane asylum, got help and now all of a sudden your back out and in tip top condition to win the big match at Picture Perfect, because, well that’s what your used to. Your used to being able to somehow pull out the victory. But now, your facing two guys who can see right through you. That same old crap you always pull isn’t going to be enough to beat me or Trent. It wasn’t before, so what in God’s name makes you think it will this time. Your idling, Lance. Your just sort of sitting there, basing your whole victory on the thought process that “you do better on pay per view”. That’s it. Your not immortal, your just an old man who doesn’t know when to call it quits.”
“I mean seriously, do you think that your little routine is enough to stop destiny? Hell, is it enough to stop a man from reaching his dreams? I don’t think it is. The way I see it Lance, Trent and I, we’ve never held that belt. I don’t know about Trent, but I’ve never even had a chance to touch that thing. I know I’ve used this metaphor before but it’s like your dangling my air in front of me. It’s like your dangling my chance at life, right in front of my nose. To you, it doesn’t mean as much because you’ve been a champion, and you’ve been holding onto it for awhile. It’s just become a run of the mill thing that you have to do at the end of the month. Sure, you may like holding that belt, but if you lose it tomorrow night, you probably think in the back of your mind that you can just go and win it again later on because you’ve done that before. But for me, I haven’t. And I need too. I’ve been waiting for a long time for this Lance and I’ll be damned if I don’t walk out as world champion. If your going to warn me about how dangerous your going to be tomorrow night then I guess I have to return the favor.”
“Lance, I’m going to be more than you ever thought imaginable. I’m going to go on an inhuman rampage of evil. I’m going to walk down to the ring, wearing Lederhosen and cranking dat soldier boy. See how ridiculous that sounds? You know what, let’s look at it this way. Whether I win or lose tomorrow night, your going to finally realize why I claim to be better than everybody in this industry. I’m not going to say I’m going to hulk up and crush you because that’s not really my style. I’m not going to end this with some catchphrase either. I’m just going to say that, I’m the real uncrowned champion. I’m the only man that has pinned BOTH of the only world champions this company has ever seen. And tomorrow night, I’m coming for what’s mine.”
“And as for Trent. Trent, dude, I hate you. But you know that. I’ve come to a point in my life where I realized how much more of a burden you were to me then a friend. I’ve realized that the only way to finally shut you up is to make sure your jaw gets wired shut tomorrow night. Then again, I’m sure you’d find away around that, since you’re an alien and all that crap. But you know what? I think that I’ve finally figured you out. I think that after everything we’ve been through, I finally have a way to sum you up in a nutshell. You Trent Helms, enjoy pissing people off. You love it. You get a kick out of it. You know you do. That’s why you’ve done it to people for so long. Your good at it. You have the ability to piss people off so bad that it has a long lasting effect on them afterwards. Just look at Davey Ortega. He was a big shot around here. Then you came along and you literally knocked him off the face of the planet. Nobody even cares about the name Ortega anymore…..not even Davey. “
Kole: “Oh, that was harsh.”
“But this crap that your pulling now, it’s not you man. I can see you struggling in your promos. I can see you starting to get frustrated when you have to stop and make sure your saying something that isn’t to harsh because you want these people to like you. You don’t want to be nice. You want to tear into both me and Lance. Use a multitude of internet jokes and references to pop culture to burn Lance and I so that you can bring the world title back to your home world.”
“And honestly, even though you know that I hate you with a passion, I can tell that you’d rather be fighting with me instead of against me. Instead of acting like a little goody two shoes bitch, you want to destroy hotel rooms, have sex with girls whose vagina you can’t build a club house in. You know what Trent, I’ll make you a deal, work with me. Help me to bring the world title to the Empire, help me take that title off of Lance and shift nCw to the next gear. The next phase with me at the helm like you know is coming anyways. Do that, and I think I can forgive you. We can be friends again. There is a open spot in the Corporate Empire with your name on it, should you happen to take me up on this offer.”
“Lance, I know what your thinking. Your looking over to your brother or your son or…..well you don’t really have any other friends, and your telling them “see, I was right. He is desperate.” But you know what? I can’t argue with that. I am desperate. Right about now, I’d do just about anything to ensure my victory tomorrow night. But I wouldn’t gloat Lance, I’d be very scared.”
“Same goes with you Trent. If you accept my offer than you have no reason to worry. If not, well then you do. Simple as that. But I know that your letting it just brush off your shoulder. Your thinking, “pfft, this guy has never beaten me and he is tossing out these threats at me?” But Trent, you’ve never beaten me either. At least not cleanly. You either had to pull my tights or knock me clean out to avoid losing.”
He shakes his head.
“You know what? I’m done talking. I just got accused of murder and I have a world title shot coming at me tomorrow night. I’m done. No more words. All you guys need to know is that I’ve been waiting a long time for this shot. And now that I’m finally getting it I’m coming to win! And if you didn’t know that by now…….prepare to be Awesomely In-****ing-formed!”
Static.