Post by destroyyou555 on Jul 15, 2008 17:18:25 GMT -6
It was so funny, one month ago, here I sat, having remorse for something I done in the past, and you told me, I wasn’t ready to handle what was coming my way, that You and You alone would be the only person capable of dealing with the pressures of the company, Then it happened.
You pretty much handed the keys over to me, You were the beloved figure, and while it was never mentioned, it was something that some people knew was going to happen. Trent Helms would eventually have to replace Lance Ryan…Funny Thing is, it was exactly the reason New Championship Wrestling bought me in.
September 2007
The scene opens at what appears to be a wrestling show, several people are lined up at a nearby table, awaiting autographs from a wrestler who face is blurred out, as he meets with the fans, the camera continues to pan around, as two suited figures walk around, fans to nCw will recognize them as Kelly Fox and The General who walk around in the crowd, a few of the fans in the crowd notice Kelly, and instantly start a small nCw chant, in which Kelly makes a small nodding motion before the two begin walking in another direction.
The General looks at Kelly, and asks, Why are we here again?
There is a talent here, who I think has the potential to one day, become a huge draw for us, the sad thing is, No One has seen him for two years, I heard a rumor, that he will be here.
But why are we searching for that, We are currently in the middle of having the biggest match in our three month history with Lance Ryan against Spike Kane, aren’t we set with those guys?
Lance and Spike are amazing, but we need someone just a little bit younger, who can give nCw something different.
Well, we got a lot of guys, on the roster don’t we Kelly? I’m sure one of them will be able to do something, plus we have Adam.
Kelly just shrugs, and looks down at her stomach, and quickly cries, before trying to hide it.
Adam….Adam just hasn’t been himself, and I don’t know if he will ever get that fire back.
So Exactly who is this guy, you are looking for?
He’s a kid I knew a few years ago, and is also Adam’s so called best friend, however since…nevermind, we lost contract with him.
And this kid’s name is?
Trent.
Out of the corner her eye, Kelly catches something, a woman walking out of the bathroom, Kelly moves around, shoving someone out of her way, and sees a woman, just slightly smaller then she is walking out of the bathroom, the woman, wearing a plaid skirt, and a low-cut misfits skull t-shirt, showing off her breasts, her hair pulled into pigtails.
That his wife, let’s follow her, see if we can find out where this kid is.
As the person, we know as Mercedes is walking off, when suddenly there is a loud commotion, which causes the fans to quickly turn, as nearby monitor is thrown to the ground, suddenly you see, Mercedes turn and yell…Trent stop it!
Kelly and General quickly turn over to the direction which Mercedes is yelling, as a group of men, quickly surround that area, the logo of the promotion is blurred out, but you can see Trent Helms, with normal colored brown hair, yelling at another man, the camera zooms in.
Who The Hell do you think you are, just because your last name is Hart doesn’t mean, you deserve to even get a paycheck you dumb son of a bitch.
The Man who many could figure out who it is, charges towards Trent, before the two lock up, as several other wrestlers, charge in to break it up.
I’m glad you just got fired from that s**thole in Stanford, that what you deserve you no-talent overrated spot monkey piece of s**t, it’s a disgrace, I even have to share the same country as you, and you expect me to bow down and worship you, just because your uncle is Bret Hart…f**k YOU!
The other person manages to break free, and clocks Trent right in the temple, before being pulled back, as the other person yells back at Trent…No promotion is ever going to want you, when you’re sitting at home, producing my DVD, while I have a fat money contract, we’re see who crying now.
Trent once again, tries to break free, when Mercedes runs over, and begins to try to calm Trent down, as one group of people surround the other wrestler, and force him to walk another direction, as the other circle of security guys, force Trent the other.
Mercedes looks at Trent…
You seriously have to cut this s**t out Trent…
I can’t help it, that little asshole deserves to get his ass beat, Hell I hope Steve Corino chokes the life out of him.
Trent…
Mercedes turns around, and snarls, as if she gets offensive over any woman even getting close to Trent, who quickly turns around.
What do you want Kelly?
Why the attitude all of the sudden?
Well, one you just caught me at a bad time, that little s**t Teddy Hart pisses me the f**k off, honestly, I wish Shiek was here, so he could break his back with the camel clutch and f**k him in the ass.
I don’t think that’s it.
Well, I’m honestly a little pissed off as well, that you called off the wedding with Adam, he’s my best friend, and is love with you…How dare you do that.
Trent…That was two years ago.
Anyways, do you have a point to be here, I got a autograph signing to attend in fifteen minutes, then me and Mercedes have to fly back to Toronto.
I want to offer you a contract.
No…Not interested what so ever…
Atleast here me out.
What is there to hear, that you want to offer me a contract, proberly never allow me anywhere near the world title, regardless of how over I get, while you allow some guy who has some seriously nice abs, get a ride to the top?
No…You’ve always been different, and a little bit ahead of your time, I think, time is beginning to catch up with you.
I’m only Twenty-Five years old, how dare you say, I’m starting to look old.
That’s not what I meant.
Anyways, get to the point.
We have this new promotion that just started a few months ago, we think you could become huge.
What’s it called?
nCw
I’m defiantely not interested, let me guess, Boone is there isn’t he? f**king s**t tried to ruin my career.
Actually…He just died.
About time, what is that, number sixty seven that he killed himself?
Trent…that’s out of line.
Regardless, I’m not interested…
Would Thirteen Million Dollars Interest you?
Almost immediately, Mercedes snarl turns into a wicked grin, as she quickly begs Trent to do it.
Come on Trent, you should do it.
I’m really not interested, I’m sorry Kelly, give my regards to Adam.
Trent goes to walk away, but Mercedes tightly grabs his arm…Trent.
Sorry Firefly, I’m not doing it.
Trent, you just say you’re think about it, and we’re go find a bathroom, and I’ll drop down to my knees.
Kelly scruffs, as she can be heard saying, Whore under her breathe.
Trent rolls his eyes….Fine…I’ll do it.
Mercedes jumps up and down in joy, or perhaps just to give the camera a view of her large breasts bouncing up and down.
I find it funny, how everything has changed in just under a year.
November 2007
The scene shifts to a Collision, the camera cuts, as in the corner of the screen, you can see Ricky Johnson, back when he had long blonde hair and no faceplant, carrying the National Title over his shoulder, as he walks out from the backstage, and out of sight, as The General is seen, walking over to Trent, who looks zoned out.
Forty Five Seconds Mister Helms.
Don’t bother, I’m not going out there.
Trent walks away.
I honestly don’t know what Leonard and Kelly see in the guy, says The General.
Trent overhears this comment as he is leaving, and simply scruffs, when Trent’s music hits, and continues playing, he stops for a few moments, trying to decide if he will actually come out for his debut Tag Match, he simply shrugs, and begins to walk away.
Word quickly spreaded around the back, that Trent was considering no showing the actual match, which you could see Leonard charging towards Trent, who simply sees him walking up, the moment Leonard even opens his lips, Trent pretends to take a phone call.
Yeah, That is totally interesting Mercedes, Yeah I love it when you make Chicken Cordon Bleu.
Trent holds up his finger once again, saying this will take a minute.
Leonard gets tired of this, and cues a stage hand to play his music once again, before he grabs the phone from Trent, and throws it on the ground.
What The Hell Leonard, That was a important call.
I don’t care, your music has been playing for thirty seconds, Get out there Trent, I’m seriously this close to firing you.
Go ahead, I’ll take my thirteen million dollars and go home.
Trent turns around, and forces himself to walk out to the curtain for his in-ring debut.
I never wanted to be here…I never wanted to be You.
Two Days Later.
The scene opens around a circle table, you can see Leonard Fox, as well as several unknown members of the board, sitting around the table, You see Leonard with his glasses on…looking at some papers sitting in front of him.
What do the numbers look like.
Ratings seems to be getting better each week. There were two big moments, where Ratings spiked.
I’m assuming The Main Event where Reckless Jack and Spike joined sides against the Hollands, and The Lance Ryan v. The Punisher Match?
Actually, you are half correct, the over-run scored huge, gaining impressive numbers, but it was this other match, that things seem to have really picked up?
What match was that?
The Reckless Jack And Jack Manson versus Ricky Johnson and Trent Helms..
You’re kidding me, right?
No, The match actually was the highest point in the night for ratings, seems that Helms kid whole, refusing to show up deal, managed to get people to tune in, not only that…The Tickets for the Toronto Show this week, sold out really quickly, a lot of the fans, are wanting to see their hometown boy it seems.
I can’t believe this, Somebody get Helms on the phone, it looks like I’ll have to change the plans, and get him on the show somehow.
That would be the first time, the two of us, would ever meet, Face To Face, Spike, Since that day, we hated each other.
February, 2008
The scene opens for a third time, this time inside a hospital room, where we see Trent sitting in a bed, his ribs taped up, seemingly being not too long removed from the Two Out Of Three Falls match, he had against Davey Ortega, which was the site, of the sadistic botched moonsault, that will always be a moment, that most nCw fans won’t ever forget, much like Lance versus Ortega, Spike versus Lance, The Hollands versus The Smokin Aces, it’s a moment that will forever be remembered, the night, Trent Helms was humbled and realized, He wasn’t as good as he truly suspected.
We see, the spawn of satan herself, Mercedes “Pancake Nipples” Lewis walking into the room, She is talking on a cell phone, while wearing a motorhead v-neck shirt, with a pair of plaid pants, her hair has been pulled back into braids.
Don’t Worry, Trent will be able to make the show…So what is the payout…Well, this is Trent Helms we’re talking about, we should double the price.
Trent simply lays in the hospital bed, as Mercedes stands over him.
Okay, enough laying around, you need to get up, get on our personal plane, and fly out to Sweden for a appearance.
Mercedes, I can’t do it, I’m seriously am in no shape to get off this bed.
Come on Trent, we have places we need to be, hurry up, chop chop.
Suddenly, something came over me, and for the first time, I asked a question, no man should ever ask.
You don’t love me do you?
Of Course I do.
Before Mercedes can say any other word, the sound of Brackish by Kittie is heard, as her cell phone goes off.
Mercedes, Yeah…I think we can work that into our schedule.
The answer in which she gave me, didn’t really sound too truthful, perhaps she loved me, then something else bursted out of my mouth.
You only married me for the money didn’t you?
Mercedes simply ignores the question.
Yeah, Trent will be able to make it, he has a very busy schedule lined up, But he will be there…Kids? Well are they going to be paying?
Suddenly, I realized, what had been so wrong with me for so many months, why a company was willing to give me a chance of a lifetime, and yet this didn’t seem to matter. The great Trent Helms, had succumbed to the most dreaded demon in this business, The power of the poontang.
It’s a demon, that at some point or another, completely overtakes a man, no matter how powerful he is. It seems like the one vice, that a man can’t truly overcome, but it was one, I was wanting to try to rid myself of.
Mercedes, I think it’s best we took time apart from each other.
Mercedes finally closes the cellphone.
What were you saying?
I finally figured you out…Mercedes, you been married to me, only because of the money.
I resent that.
Then why is it, you’ve been whoring me out at any moment, to get more money, that only you seem to be spending, I mean dammit Mercedes, you went apes**t last month, when I was thinking about buying Call Of Duty 4 for my Xbox.
When do you have time to play video games, Trent?
Never since, you always are making theses agreements for me to do promotions and stuff, without my consent.
We need the money.
Mercedes, I’m a f**king Millionaire…
Well you could be a billionaire.
You seriously don’t love me do you.
I can’t believe you’re asking that question.
Just Answer Me.
Trent tries to sit up, but his midsection is still in a great amount of pain from diving in the barricade a week ago.
No…I don’t..infact I’ve been seeing someone else.
You bitch.
You see the doctor come into the room, and simply pulls the curtain as the scene fades.
It was in that one moment, how I saw how wrong I was with my career, I was angry for no reason, and hated the world, all because I let myself fall under the power of an amazon named Mercedes, I won’t bore people with the details of the divorce, but we both got what she wanted, She managed to snag eight digits from me, I got my freedom back, the only mistake was, I couldn’t claim my son Christian.
Maybe you are right Lance, maybe love really doesn’t exist, and it’s some made up fairytale made up by Hollywood, if there is a man, who should of knew that maybe it was me.
But you are incredibly wrong Lance.
I know it’s out there, somewhere out there.
If I didn’t pity you last month, I sure as hell do now. You have fallen Lance, the once great knight in shining armor of this promotion has simply fallen to a new level, this is in no way of speaking of the skills that you process, but instead referring to your character, this would be about this time, I would go on some rant, make a joke, curse like I was the third coming of Andrew Dice Clay.
I seriously do pity you Lance, because every month this turns into a different game for you, instead of being a champion who looks forward to really proving he is anything and everything he says he is, you turn into a whiny teenager who finds some excuse be become a glorified emo kid.
The Month before that…It was I love spending time with my family, and I can’t wait to finally retire to spend time with them.
Last Month was…My Grand Papa died…Give Me Your Strength so I can gather enough energy to make a Genki-Dama.
That’s a Spirit Bomb, in reference to Dragonball Z
This month, Love doesn’t exist, I have it all, you have nothing.
Seriously Lance, if it wasn’t for that nCw Championship that you have proved you leech to like a parasite, half the people in this world wouldn’t give a damn about you.
But I think that is what you want, isn’t it? Not to give a damn about you.
We shower you with respect, we nod our heads and bow down in the presences of your holiness, we tell you, and you couldn’t accept it. But I know what really is bothering you.
You know somewhere inside of that place your heart used to be, You know I’m your handpicked successor, the man who is supposed to replace you, as the new go to guy. And several months ago, that would off pissed me off to no end.
Because due to all the flashbacks, I never wanted to be here, I never even wanted to hold that championship, that sits on your shoulder, or more then likely, is sitting in the Trunk of your car, until you need to put it on, to showcase your new girlfriend, whatever her name is.
It’s funny, how a new woman in your life, changed your outlook, and in theory, it was me, dropping my woman, who ultimately changed mine, funny how the World works like that. You tap a new piece of ass, You get big balls, and tell everyone to go f**k themselves. I stop tapping my piece of ass, somehow find my balls again, and tell you what I should of said last month.
Go f**k Yourself.
Honestly, You seriously have very little that I want, and we both share a lot, therefore once again proving Lance Ryan doesn’t have it all, He has the nCw Championship. That’s the only thing he has that I want, I don’t want his life, I don’t want his new girl, I don’t want a family to look up to me, and nod there heads, how everything I say, they will nod to, with great appreciation for.
But just assuming, you know, had everything and we had nothing. That means, you would have the most to lose, then again, in theory, that is the story here…Yeah I see what you did there…Because this match, isn’t about how you have it all…Hell this match isn’t even about Spike Kane retirement, or how I’m forced to live in your shadow, and try to be the next Lance Ryan…It’s about none of that, and seems to be a common malpractice use here in nCw, Where a World Title Match isn’t about the title, But too me, It’s the only thing this match is about, That Title, not any of the things I just mentioned seconds ago.
And that brings me To Spike Kane.
Mister, Everyone has written me off, because I wasn’t given the same treatment as the other asshole, who won the title. So what do you do, throw some retirement gimmick out there. I guess it seems to be a common trend, that if you have worn the nCw Championship, You have to announce a retirement gimmick for people to try to get them to forget the fact, that they simply don’t care about you.
You felt, you deserved a title shot, just because it seemed Lance was given a rematch at a certain amount of time, so here you go, thinking…YES…YES My time for me to rise back to the top, and continue the infamous Cycle Of Champions. You know, where it’s supposedly written in that title belt DNA, that only You and Lance are allowed to ever be the champions until the end of all time, regardless that leading up to Lance world title win, The second one, He had done nothing but lose to midcarders, make a stable, that lasted six seconds, before disappearing, and coming back to run in your kliq known as The Age Of The Revolution, before getting his title shot, how is that different from you?
You done nothing of interest other then The Age Of The Revolution since you lost the belt. You choked and was forced to submit, By The Ace of all people, seriously, that bottom feeding low right there. You then went around, pissing everyone off for several months, just so people would notice you. You ultimately avoided Angel and sent Xavier in, look what that caused, the most unholy of wars that has ever been, that’s the only good thing you’ve done in nCw.
But…I’m a big deal in GWC, and had some impact in our little sister promotion…I’ve done something.
What you and Brad do in GWC, is of little or no concern to me, or how you know, you sunk low enough to go to our little sister federation…Sorry Adam…
You’re just a bottom feeder, who is using anything and everything he’s done in another fed in the past 3 months or so as a reason to once again be a contender.
Why is it, that everyone from another fed, pulls the whole history card deal. Sure I know I pulled it a few times, but it seems to be few and far between, kind of like…um…
The Last Time Spike Kane actually managed to defeat someone of interest.
Sure, you beaten me in a Handicap Match, sure you beat Prophet, and nothing against Double Pentration, but he just honestly hasn’t lived up to the hype that has surrounded him from his glory days in that other place. I’m sure he can turn it around, but it’s just so damned funny, that everyone talks about being a big deal in that one place, and it makes me think, maybe if I was from there, I would be a ninety-six time World Champion.
But honestly Spike, why do you act so clueless all the time, and then come back and curse someone for no apparent reason, I get it dude, You’re a badass, and that part, I do respect, You’ve done thing, that even the greatest high flier and daredevil in this promotion, wouldn’t even dare to do, it’s no secret, I hate The Barbed Wire, and it honestly is about the only thing I feel, and motherf**ker, I’ve no sold Cancer, and made it into the main event, but even I have limits as to what, and what I will do.
But do you not see this match for what it is?
Do you honestly think it’s about Me versus You versus Everyman versus Lance Ryan. If you think that, then you are a confused little boy, who needs to go find his old friend in the bottle and take a swig.
Everyone and there mothers knows, This Ladder Match is really about Lance Ryan versus Spike Kane, atleast it was what it was supposed to be, when Lance was so supposed to single-handlely defeat myself and Steve Awesome, and he failed to do so. Instead, he merely survived, while I was able to still stand, just out of reach of breaking the cycle last month.
Clearly, You’re one of the two favorites, the roster expects you and Lance to easily get rid of myself and Joe Everyman, and then fight it out ontop of that ladder to claim the prize.
But I’m glad you don’t see it that way, that way would be boring and predictable, kind of like watching The Ace wrestle. I found my new Ortega, except this time, I realize he’s not as good as Ortega when he’s on his game, and honestly will never be a main eventer, or even get anywhere to the point that the three of us gotten too.
Yes, I say Three Of Us. You, Myself and Lance.
It’s no secret, we’re a cut above the rest in this promotion, as you saw, From Day One, I was breed to be the next Lance Ryan and Spike Kane, in the end, I ended up becoming the one and only Trent Helms, a name that nearly is mentioned everytime in the same sentence as both of you, as long as the nCw Championship isn’t involved in that sentence.
I honestly think you have a better shot then me Spike, even if this is a match that favors me more then anyone else in this match, I mean come on a Ladder Match? I think when you look at the nCw roster, and say…Ladder Match, most people make a connection to me, and the injustice, that to this date, while in this promotion.I never competed in one, hell I always tended to avoid the xtreme rules matches that most of you seem to enjoy, finally when I was in one…Do you remember, what was the weapon of choice, I pulled out against Lance?
If you said a Sledgehammer, I will seriously choke me a bitch.
It was a ladder, but I guess that not important, infact, nothing I say is important when it comes to Spike and Lance, because well, it all about you too, and how only Spike Kane thinks he the only person that he doesn’t have a chance to win this match.
You’re stepping on my shoes Cracker.
You whoring yourself out for three feds, okay it pisses me off, but I’ll forgive you. If I could watch your promo without thinking it was a informcial for GWC, which I can’t.
But you stepped on my shoes, as too who is the ultimate Underdog in this match…honestly, how do you think Joe Everyman feels, it’s the only reason he’s in this match, to play Underdog to the three of us.
Yes, Sorry Joe, You’re the Underdog, please don’t make some lame movie, and have Jason Lee in all his awesomeness voice you…
But back on Spike for a minute…Do you even know why, You wasn’t give a world title match sooner, or then you know, not really winning many one on one or Tag Team Matches.
Your greatest pride and joy, is also your downfall. Your love, as well as your brothers, to venture out, and expose nCw as a second rate promotion in another federation, or I should say collition. You’ve been running around, trying to use the whole, I’m busting me ass in three separate promotions, as a way to say…I’m Spike Kane look at me. Oh Look I’m over here, I’m the amazing Nightcrawler, I can teleport from promotion to promotion like a Indy wrestler.
In doing so, you showed nCw that you wasn’t even least bit loyal to them. Sure you show back up, when you are booked, a third of the time.
Seriously, this whole week, I had doubts about being the man who retires Spike Kane from New Championship Wrestling, the man who sends him on his journey to life that doesn’t including wrestling anymore, then I realized, this is just a way to get out of New Championship Wrestling and so you and your brother, can go make love to Creeping Death, and Kevin “I Can’t win a match here in nCw, but I can hold the World title for six months in GWC” Hardaway.
I was seriously, sadden for this month, as soon as you announced that hey, I lose the Title Match, I’m going home, I didn’t want to be that guy, who fuifills his lifelong dream of finally winning a World Title, and then also in the same night, being the man who sent Spike Kane packing, I want the world title, but I didn’t want that, but then here you come, using Danny Vices booking skills to show, that you’re really not going to be gone, You’re just going elsewhere you slick bastard. So I’ll just say this, while it’s saddens me, That you know…I never face you one on one, which has been a dream of mine for quite some long time, about the moment, I actually started caring, and never happened…honestly Spike….go enjoy GWC, Hope, You and that other guy in the Man-Made gods, who name I can’t be half assed to remember, you know the one who’s not Creeping Death, whatever his name is, have fun, fighting in Barbed Wired Ladder Rerverse Battle Royales 9 Man clusterf**k matches. Have Fun Spike…
Until you know, they piss you off again, and you come back to nCw and completely forget you retired.
Now, for that last comment I apologize to my friend Brad Kane, who is one hell of a performer, and sent him a text message the night he did manage to win that title in the other fed…Hope you enjoy the Care package, I sent you and Megan as you prepare to have your twin babies.
This is something else, I do want to say to you, granted you throw a lot of s**t at me, because one minute, I’m kissing your ass, the next I’m telling you to go sit bare ass on a rusty two by four. I think the Kane Family in terms of talent and what they have archived, is one of the greatest wrestling families in this business, Hell, I was the force to say that the Kane Family is very similar to The Guerrero Wrestling family, and a lot better then the Von Erichs, The Funks, and defiantely the inbreded Somoan family. But sadly, You and Brad are the only two to note, in a family, that seems to randomly pop out new members every other month. Only You and Brad have managed to archive anything in the slightest, I’m sure when she was active, Freya was a great female grappler, maybe I’ll see if I can find something of her on the net to see, that and I’m interested to see, if she wears thoses short, that her ass half hangs out of…If you’re not following, I think your sister has it going on. Honestly, if there was one man, I envy it may be Jack Manson if he is indeed dating her.
But enough about how I think your sister is hot.
Spike, I’m just going to say this once and one time only…
Mention GWC again, and I’ll be more then happen to give you a one way ticket there.
And that concludes my promo, where I will leave you Broken…Into…
Wait…Wait…Wait…damn It…
I nearly forgot about You Joe Everyman, but that seems to be a common trend in this match
Welcome To The Main Event Joe…I will indeed welcome you to the show, in which you will finally have a home, instead of being made to look like Spike Kane and Lance’s Bitch, which they will no doubt do, They always make everyone look like a bitch…But I won’t.
Our History is rather short Joe, but we have a history, that doesn’t include you being pinned by Spike Kane in countless hardcore matches. Or being looked down upon by Lance as someone who was nothing but a lackey.
But me and you Joe, never once have I looked down on you as someone who isn’t good enough to be around me, or let you tag around just so you they have someone to carry their bags for them. Unlike them Joe, I gave you a real chance at unlocking your potential, and look what happened. You made it Joe…You’re in the Main Event at a pay per view.
Why am I even saying this, You won’t even view this promo.
You’re go first, View Lances promo, and cream your pants, as he calls you, His Bitch.
You’re view Spike promo…and cream your pants, As he calls You A Bitch.
You’re think about view this promo and be like…I’m tired of being called a bitch, plus Trent is a bitch, f**k Him.
Then You’re Click Lances second promo, and let the cycle begin again.
And you’re going to ultimately miss out, on the only person in this match, who is seriously going to give you atleast a snowball chance in hell of winning this match.
I think you have a chance, it’s small, but it’s there, Kind of like, You’re just here, testing the waters to see if you actually like it here.
But you made it, but don’t confused my warm hospitality for me going easy on you, while apart of me want to be laying on the mat, with one eye open, watching as the only man left standing, That would be you Joe, climbing the ladder, and snatching the gold. It would be a feel good moment for sure. But it’s not one I’m going to allow to happen, atleast not when I’m about to capture something that has escaped me my whole career, the chance to finally call myself World Champion.
And to grab the only belt that matters in this business, I assure you, it’s not the XHF or the GWC World Titles, It’s not the Double Double E title, or the World Heavyweight Champion, to me, the only belt that matters to me is the nCw Championship, because nCw is the place, I busted me ass off, and busted it off alone for. I didn’t look to the past for some gloryday, when I won some Indy Championship. Like several others in this promotion, to me, the only history I care about, is the ones that make in the greatest damn promotion in this world, who will hire someone and give them a chance to be a star, and then let another superstar walk all over this promotion, and fail to mention anything resembling something that happened here.
Well, we have no history outside of this place Joe, and the little bit of history we do have, is lead to you being successful, Do you remember the time you won the Xtreme Championship? No One Else does, The Night you defeated Doctor Pepper for that title, The night, my second video promo aired, and allowed you to defeat a distracted Dr. Pepper and win your first nCw Title?
Or how about the time, You were able to get payback for all the times, Jack Manson, Lance Ryan and Davey Ortega made fun of you and called you a joke, who was it, that allowed you the chance to beat the living crap out of till your heart’s content…It was me both time.
Do you remember when You managed to knock Lance Ryan to the ground, or beat the crap out of the talentless Kane brother known as Christian for taking a spot that should have been reserved for you.
I gave you the Chance, and never once did I consider you below me, I mentored you, Hell looking back at that Day, I wish I would have had you driving Lance Ryan face into a Steel Chair as opposed to The Ace, maybe if that happened, he would shut the hell up for a minute or two, and stop being the waste of cum, that won’t walk away with his championship.
And honestly Joe, I will say this, If I don’t walk out as nCw Champion, if I had to pick one of the other three men, I would pick you, Do you know why?
You haven’t been forced down our throats for month after month, and have grown from a walking joke, into a legitimate contender for the championship, and I rather know that, someone who will treat the belt like it was earned, as opposed to just a random thing to mention in their promos, why they are better then everyone else.
But more then likely, you’re just skip this, and be like, OMG…Spike Kane and Lance Ryan, I’m fighting them…and completely miss the fact, I’m putting you over.
I’ll continue to waste my breathe for just a little while longer.
I gave you a chance, and like me, gives you a chance to break the cycle of champions, that everyone just thinks will be passed around until the end of days. As well, you could become the first American Wrestler to hold a championship of a company who has given you a chance, but regardless of how nCw has given you a good life and a chance of a lifetime, You’re just go on about your Hardcore wars with Spike in that s**thole of a promotion. What did it ever get you, nine million concussions a hundred broken bones, and you be spitted out…Do me a favor and show some f**king respect for a promotion, actually giving you a chance to be something.
If you couldn’t tell, I am extremely passionate about New Championship Wrestling a company that took all the s**t I threw out them and all the times, I tried to make this promotion be a joke, When I injured my ribs and suffered cancer at nearly the same time, it was this promotion, that still welcomed me back with open arms, when my marriage hit the bricks, nCw gave me the chance to stand back on my own two feet again.
For that, I am in the debt of this company, a company many of you take for granted, because you want to go back to another time and place, and talk about that, and just forget the fact, that this company has given the chance of a lifetime to all four men in the ring. One of which, simply doesn’t care and only cares for himself, in all his self holiness, another wants to do use this promotion that let him get away with everything he has done, so he can build his stock in another fed, which I’m going to be more then happy to send him too…where do you stand Joe, will you follow your route of reliving the days where it consisted of you, being pinned by Spike Kane in a Hardcore Match, and laughed at, or will you be a man, and represent this company, that is doing everything in it’s power to make you a star…
I’m the new face of New Championship Wrestling, a role that was handed down to me by Lance Ryan, not by choice, but because his true colors showed, I’ve don’t have a destiny that needs to be fuifilled, I don’t want to show the world, I may actually have something..And I’m not here to relive the Glory Days.
I’m here to be the Next World Champion in a promotion that I bleed for.
You pretty much handed the keys over to me, You were the beloved figure, and while it was never mentioned, it was something that some people knew was going to happen. Trent Helms would eventually have to replace Lance Ryan…Funny Thing is, it was exactly the reason New Championship Wrestling bought me in.
September 2007
The scene opens at what appears to be a wrestling show, several people are lined up at a nearby table, awaiting autographs from a wrestler who face is blurred out, as he meets with the fans, the camera continues to pan around, as two suited figures walk around, fans to nCw will recognize them as Kelly Fox and The General who walk around in the crowd, a few of the fans in the crowd notice Kelly, and instantly start a small nCw chant, in which Kelly makes a small nodding motion before the two begin walking in another direction.
The General looks at Kelly, and asks, Why are we here again?
There is a talent here, who I think has the potential to one day, become a huge draw for us, the sad thing is, No One has seen him for two years, I heard a rumor, that he will be here.
But why are we searching for that, We are currently in the middle of having the biggest match in our three month history with Lance Ryan against Spike Kane, aren’t we set with those guys?
Lance and Spike are amazing, but we need someone just a little bit younger, who can give nCw something different.
Well, we got a lot of guys, on the roster don’t we Kelly? I’m sure one of them will be able to do something, plus we have Adam.
Kelly just shrugs, and looks down at her stomach, and quickly cries, before trying to hide it.
Adam….Adam just hasn’t been himself, and I don’t know if he will ever get that fire back.
So Exactly who is this guy, you are looking for?
He’s a kid I knew a few years ago, and is also Adam’s so called best friend, however since…nevermind, we lost contract with him.
And this kid’s name is?
Trent.
Out of the corner her eye, Kelly catches something, a woman walking out of the bathroom, Kelly moves around, shoving someone out of her way, and sees a woman, just slightly smaller then she is walking out of the bathroom, the woman, wearing a plaid skirt, and a low-cut misfits skull t-shirt, showing off her breasts, her hair pulled into pigtails.
That his wife, let’s follow her, see if we can find out where this kid is.
As the person, we know as Mercedes is walking off, when suddenly there is a loud commotion, which causes the fans to quickly turn, as nearby monitor is thrown to the ground, suddenly you see, Mercedes turn and yell…Trent stop it!
Kelly and General quickly turn over to the direction which Mercedes is yelling, as a group of men, quickly surround that area, the logo of the promotion is blurred out, but you can see Trent Helms, with normal colored brown hair, yelling at another man, the camera zooms in.
Who The Hell do you think you are, just because your last name is Hart doesn’t mean, you deserve to even get a paycheck you dumb son of a bitch.
The Man who many could figure out who it is, charges towards Trent, before the two lock up, as several other wrestlers, charge in to break it up.
I’m glad you just got fired from that s**thole in Stanford, that what you deserve you no-talent overrated spot monkey piece of s**t, it’s a disgrace, I even have to share the same country as you, and you expect me to bow down and worship you, just because your uncle is Bret Hart…f**k YOU!
The other person manages to break free, and clocks Trent right in the temple, before being pulled back, as the other person yells back at Trent…No promotion is ever going to want you, when you’re sitting at home, producing my DVD, while I have a fat money contract, we’re see who crying now.
Trent once again, tries to break free, when Mercedes runs over, and begins to try to calm Trent down, as one group of people surround the other wrestler, and force him to walk another direction, as the other circle of security guys, force Trent the other.
Mercedes looks at Trent…
You seriously have to cut this s**t out Trent…
I can’t help it, that little asshole deserves to get his ass beat, Hell I hope Steve Corino chokes the life out of him.
Trent…
Mercedes turns around, and snarls, as if she gets offensive over any woman even getting close to Trent, who quickly turns around.
What do you want Kelly?
Why the attitude all of the sudden?
Well, one you just caught me at a bad time, that little s**t Teddy Hart pisses me the f**k off, honestly, I wish Shiek was here, so he could break his back with the camel clutch and f**k him in the ass.
I don’t think that’s it.
Well, I’m honestly a little pissed off as well, that you called off the wedding with Adam, he’s my best friend, and is love with you…How dare you do that.
Trent…That was two years ago.
Anyways, do you have a point to be here, I got a autograph signing to attend in fifteen minutes, then me and Mercedes have to fly back to Toronto.
I want to offer you a contract.
No…Not interested what so ever…
Atleast here me out.
What is there to hear, that you want to offer me a contract, proberly never allow me anywhere near the world title, regardless of how over I get, while you allow some guy who has some seriously nice abs, get a ride to the top?
No…You’ve always been different, and a little bit ahead of your time, I think, time is beginning to catch up with you.
I’m only Twenty-Five years old, how dare you say, I’m starting to look old.
That’s not what I meant.
Anyways, get to the point.
We have this new promotion that just started a few months ago, we think you could become huge.
What’s it called?
nCw
I’m defiantely not interested, let me guess, Boone is there isn’t he? f**king s**t tried to ruin my career.
Actually…He just died.
About time, what is that, number sixty seven that he killed himself?
Trent…that’s out of line.
Regardless, I’m not interested…
Would Thirteen Million Dollars Interest you?
Almost immediately, Mercedes snarl turns into a wicked grin, as she quickly begs Trent to do it.
Come on Trent, you should do it.
I’m really not interested, I’m sorry Kelly, give my regards to Adam.
Trent goes to walk away, but Mercedes tightly grabs his arm…Trent.
Sorry Firefly, I’m not doing it.
Trent, you just say you’re think about it, and we’re go find a bathroom, and I’ll drop down to my knees.
Kelly scruffs, as she can be heard saying, Whore under her breathe.
Trent rolls his eyes….Fine…I’ll do it.
Mercedes jumps up and down in joy, or perhaps just to give the camera a view of her large breasts bouncing up and down.
I find it funny, how everything has changed in just under a year.
November 2007
The scene shifts to a Collision, the camera cuts, as in the corner of the screen, you can see Ricky Johnson, back when he had long blonde hair and no faceplant, carrying the National Title over his shoulder, as he walks out from the backstage, and out of sight, as The General is seen, walking over to Trent, who looks zoned out.
Forty Five Seconds Mister Helms.
Don’t bother, I’m not going out there.
Trent walks away.
I honestly don’t know what Leonard and Kelly see in the guy, says The General.
Trent overhears this comment as he is leaving, and simply scruffs, when Trent’s music hits, and continues playing, he stops for a few moments, trying to decide if he will actually come out for his debut Tag Match, he simply shrugs, and begins to walk away.
Word quickly spreaded around the back, that Trent was considering no showing the actual match, which you could see Leonard charging towards Trent, who simply sees him walking up, the moment Leonard even opens his lips, Trent pretends to take a phone call.
Yeah, That is totally interesting Mercedes, Yeah I love it when you make Chicken Cordon Bleu.
Trent holds up his finger once again, saying this will take a minute.
Leonard gets tired of this, and cues a stage hand to play his music once again, before he grabs the phone from Trent, and throws it on the ground.
What The Hell Leonard, That was a important call.
I don’t care, your music has been playing for thirty seconds, Get out there Trent, I’m seriously this close to firing you.
Go ahead, I’ll take my thirteen million dollars and go home.
Trent turns around, and forces himself to walk out to the curtain for his in-ring debut.
I never wanted to be here…I never wanted to be You.
Two Days Later.
The scene opens around a circle table, you can see Leonard Fox, as well as several unknown members of the board, sitting around the table, You see Leonard with his glasses on…looking at some papers sitting in front of him.
What do the numbers look like.
Ratings seems to be getting better each week. There were two big moments, where Ratings spiked.
I’m assuming The Main Event where Reckless Jack and Spike joined sides against the Hollands, and The Lance Ryan v. The Punisher Match?
Actually, you are half correct, the over-run scored huge, gaining impressive numbers, but it was this other match, that things seem to have really picked up?
What match was that?
The Reckless Jack And Jack Manson versus Ricky Johnson and Trent Helms..
You’re kidding me, right?
No, The match actually was the highest point in the night for ratings, seems that Helms kid whole, refusing to show up deal, managed to get people to tune in, not only that…The Tickets for the Toronto Show this week, sold out really quickly, a lot of the fans, are wanting to see their hometown boy it seems.
I can’t believe this, Somebody get Helms on the phone, it looks like I’ll have to change the plans, and get him on the show somehow.
That would be the first time, the two of us, would ever meet, Face To Face, Spike, Since that day, we hated each other.
February, 2008
The scene opens for a third time, this time inside a hospital room, where we see Trent sitting in a bed, his ribs taped up, seemingly being not too long removed from the Two Out Of Three Falls match, he had against Davey Ortega, which was the site, of the sadistic botched moonsault, that will always be a moment, that most nCw fans won’t ever forget, much like Lance versus Ortega, Spike versus Lance, The Hollands versus The Smokin Aces, it’s a moment that will forever be remembered, the night, Trent Helms was humbled and realized, He wasn’t as good as he truly suspected.
We see, the spawn of satan herself, Mercedes “Pancake Nipples” Lewis walking into the room, She is talking on a cell phone, while wearing a motorhead v-neck shirt, with a pair of plaid pants, her hair has been pulled back into braids.
Don’t Worry, Trent will be able to make the show…So what is the payout…Well, this is Trent Helms we’re talking about, we should double the price.
Trent simply lays in the hospital bed, as Mercedes stands over him.
Okay, enough laying around, you need to get up, get on our personal plane, and fly out to Sweden for a appearance.
Mercedes, I can’t do it, I’m seriously am in no shape to get off this bed.
Come on Trent, we have places we need to be, hurry up, chop chop.
Suddenly, something came over me, and for the first time, I asked a question, no man should ever ask.
You don’t love me do you?
Of Course I do.
Before Mercedes can say any other word, the sound of Brackish by Kittie is heard, as her cell phone goes off.
Mercedes, Yeah…I think we can work that into our schedule.
The answer in which she gave me, didn’t really sound too truthful, perhaps she loved me, then something else bursted out of my mouth.
You only married me for the money didn’t you?
Mercedes simply ignores the question.
Yeah, Trent will be able to make it, he has a very busy schedule lined up, But he will be there…Kids? Well are they going to be paying?
Suddenly, I realized, what had been so wrong with me for so many months, why a company was willing to give me a chance of a lifetime, and yet this didn’t seem to matter. The great Trent Helms, had succumbed to the most dreaded demon in this business, The power of the poontang.
It’s a demon, that at some point or another, completely overtakes a man, no matter how powerful he is. It seems like the one vice, that a man can’t truly overcome, but it was one, I was wanting to try to rid myself of.
Mercedes, I think it’s best we took time apart from each other.
Mercedes finally closes the cellphone.
What were you saying?
I finally figured you out…Mercedes, you been married to me, only because of the money.
I resent that.
Then why is it, you’ve been whoring me out at any moment, to get more money, that only you seem to be spending, I mean dammit Mercedes, you went apes**t last month, when I was thinking about buying Call Of Duty 4 for my Xbox.
When do you have time to play video games, Trent?
Never since, you always are making theses agreements for me to do promotions and stuff, without my consent.
We need the money.
Mercedes, I’m a f**king Millionaire…
Well you could be a billionaire.
You seriously don’t love me do you.
I can’t believe you’re asking that question.
Just Answer Me.
Trent tries to sit up, but his midsection is still in a great amount of pain from diving in the barricade a week ago.
No…I don’t..infact I’ve been seeing someone else.
You bitch.
You see the doctor come into the room, and simply pulls the curtain as the scene fades.
It was in that one moment, how I saw how wrong I was with my career, I was angry for no reason, and hated the world, all because I let myself fall under the power of an amazon named Mercedes, I won’t bore people with the details of the divorce, but we both got what she wanted, She managed to snag eight digits from me, I got my freedom back, the only mistake was, I couldn’t claim my son Christian.
Maybe you are right Lance, maybe love really doesn’t exist, and it’s some made up fairytale made up by Hollywood, if there is a man, who should of knew that maybe it was me.
But you are incredibly wrong Lance.
I know it’s out there, somewhere out there.
If I didn’t pity you last month, I sure as hell do now. You have fallen Lance, the once great knight in shining armor of this promotion has simply fallen to a new level, this is in no way of speaking of the skills that you process, but instead referring to your character, this would be about this time, I would go on some rant, make a joke, curse like I was the third coming of Andrew Dice Clay.
I seriously do pity you Lance, because every month this turns into a different game for you, instead of being a champion who looks forward to really proving he is anything and everything he says he is, you turn into a whiny teenager who finds some excuse be become a glorified emo kid.
The Month before that…It was I love spending time with my family, and I can’t wait to finally retire to spend time with them.
Last Month was…My Grand Papa died…Give Me Your Strength so I can gather enough energy to make a Genki-Dama.
That’s a Spirit Bomb, in reference to Dragonball Z
This month, Love doesn’t exist, I have it all, you have nothing.
Seriously Lance, if it wasn’t for that nCw Championship that you have proved you leech to like a parasite, half the people in this world wouldn’t give a damn about you.
But I think that is what you want, isn’t it? Not to give a damn about you.
We shower you with respect, we nod our heads and bow down in the presences of your holiness, we tell you, and you couldn’t accept it. But I know what really is bothering you.
You know somewhere inside of that place your heart used to be, You know I’m your handpicked successor, the man who is supposed to replace you, as the new go to guy. And several months ago, that would off pissed me off to no end.
Because due to all the flashbacks, I never wanted to be here, I never even wanted to hold that championship, that sits on your shoulder, or more then likely, is sitting in the Trunk of your car, until you need to put it on, to showcase your new girlfriend, whatever her name is.
It’s funny, how a new woman in your life, changed your outlook, and in theory, it was me, dropping my woman, who ultimately changed mine, funny how the World works like that. You tap a new piece of ass, You get big balls, and tell everyone to go f**k themselves. I stop tapping my piece of ass, somehow find my balls again, and tell you what I should of said last month.
Go f**k Yourself.
Honestly, You seriously have very little that I want, and we both share a lot, therefore once again proving Lance Ryan doesn’t have it all, He has the nCw Championship. That’s the only thing he has that I want, I don’t want his life, I don’t want his new girl, I don’t want a family to look up to me, and nod there heads, how everything I say, they will nod to, with great appreciation for.
But just assuming, you know, had everything and we had nothing. That means, you would have the most to lose, then again, in theory, that is the story here…Yeah I see what you did there…Because this match, isn’t about how you have it all…Hell this match isn’t even about Spike Kane retirement, or how I’m forced to live in your shadow, and try to be the next Lance Ryan…It’s about none of that, and seems to be a common malpractice use here in nCw, Where a World Title Match isn’t about the title, But too me, It’s the only thing this match is about, That Title, not any of the things I just mentioned seconds ago.
And that brings me To Spike Kane.
Mister, Everyone has written me off, because I wasn’t given the same treatment as the other asshole, who won the title. So what do you do, throw some retirement gimmick out there. I guess it seems to be a common trend, that if you have worn the nCw Championship, You have to announce a retirement gimmick for people to try to get them to forget the fact, that they simply don’t care about you.
You felt, you deserved a title shot, just because it seemed Lance was given a rematch at a certain amount of time, so here you go, thinking…YES…YES My time for me to rise back to the top, and continue the infamous Cycle Of Champions. You know, where it’s supposedly written in that title belt DNA, that only You and Lance are allowed to ever be the champions until the end of all time, regardless that leading up to Lance world title win, The second one, He had done nothing but lose to midcarders, make a stable, that lasted six seconds, before disappearing, and coming back to run in your kliq known as The Age Of The Revolution, before getting his title shot, how is that different from you?
You done nothing of interest other then The Age Of The Revolution since you lost the belt. You choked and was forced to submit, By The Ace of all people, seriously, that bottom feeding low right there. You then went around, pissing everyone off for several months, just so people would notice you. You ultimately avoided Angel and sent Xavier in, look what that caused, the most unholy of wars that has ever been, that’s the only good thing you’ve done in nCw.
But…I’m a big deal in GWC, and had some impact in our little sister promotion…I’ve done something.
What you and Brad do in GWC, is of little or no concern to me, or how you know, you sunk low enough to go to our little sister federation…Sorry Adam…
You’re just a bottom feeder, who is using anything and everything he’s done in another fed in the past 3 months or so as a reason to once again be a contender.
Why is it, that everyone from another fed, pulls the whole history card deal. Sure I know I pulled it a few times, but it seems to be few and far between, kind of like…um…
The Last Time Spike Kane actually managed to defeat someone of interest.
Sure, you beaten me in a Handicap Match, sure you beat Prophet, and nothing against Double Pentration, but he just honestly hasn’t lived up to the hype that has surrounded him from his glory days in that other place. I’m sure he can turn it around, but it’s just so damned funny, that everyone talks about being a big deal in that one place, and it makes me think, maybe if I was from there, I would be a ninety-six time World Champion.
But honestly Spike, why do you act so clueless all the time, and then come back and curse someone for no apparent reason, I get it dude, You’re a badass, and that part, I do respect, You’ve done thing, that even the greatest high flier and daredevil in this promotion, wouldn’t even dare to do, it’s no secret, I hate The Barbed Wire, and it honestly is about the only thing I feel, and motherf**ker, I’ve no sold Cancer, and made it into the main event, but even I have limits as to what, and what I will do.
But do you not see this match for what it is?
Do you honestly think it’s about Me versus You versus Everyman versus Lance Ryan. If you think that, then you are a confused little boy, who needs to go find his old friend in the bottle and take a swig.
Everyone and there mothers knows, This Ladder Match is really about Lance Ryan versus Spike Kane, atleast it was what it was supposed to be, when Lance was so supposed to single-handlely defeat myself and Steve Awesome, and he failed to do so. Instead, he merely survived, while I was able to still stand, just out of reach of breaking the cycle last month.
Clearly, You’re one of the two favorites, the roster expects you and Lance to easily get rid of myself and Joe Everyman, and then fight it out ontop of that ladder to claim the prize.
But I’m glad you don’t see it that way, that way would be boring and predictable, kind of like watching The Ace wrestle. I found my new Ortega, except this time, I realize he’s not as good as Ortega when he’s on his game, and honestly will never be a main eventer, or even get anywhere to the point that the three of us gotten too.
Yes, I say Three Of Us. You, Myself and Lance.
It’s no secret, we’re a cut above the rest in this promotion, as you saw, From Day One, I was breed to be the next Lance Ryan and Spike Kane, in the end, I ended up becoming the one and only Trent Helms, a name that nearly is mentioned everytime in the same sentence as both of you, as long as the nCw Championship isn’t involved in that sentence.
I honestly think you have a better shot then me Spike, even if this is a match that favors me more then anyone else in this match, I mean come on a Ladder Match? I think when you look at the nCw roster, and say…Ladder Match, most people make a connection to me, and the injustice, that to this date, while in this promotion.I never competed in one, hell I always tended to avoid the xtreme rules matches that most of you seem to enjoy, finally when I was in one…Do you remember, what was the weapon of choice, I pulled out against Lance?
If you said a Sledgehammer, I will seriously choke me a bitch.
It was a ladder, but I guess that not important, infact, nothing I say is important when it comes to Spike and Lance, because well, it all about you too, and how only Spike Kane thinks he the only person that he doesn’t have a chance to win this match.
You’re stepping on my shoes Cracker.
You whoring yourself out for three feds, okay it pisses me off, but I’ll forgive you. If I could watch your promo without thinking it was a informcial for GWC, which I can’t.
But you stepped on my shoes, as too who is the ultimate Underdog in this match…honestly, how do you think Joe Everyman feels, it’s the only reason he’s in this match, to play Underdog to the three of us.
Yes, Sorry Joe, You’re the Underdog, please don’t make some lame movie, and have Jason Lee in all his awesomeness voice you…
But back on Spike for a minute…Do you even know why, You wasn’t give a world title match sooner, or then you know, not really winning many one on one or Tag Team Matches.
Your greatest pride and joy, is also your downfall. Your love, as well as your brothers, to venture out, and expose nCw as a second rate promotion in another federation, or I should say collition. You’ve been running around, trying to use the whole, I’m busting me ass in three separate promotions, as a way to say…I’m Spike Kane look at me. Oh Look I’m over here, I’m the amazing Nightcrawler, I can teleport from promotion to promotion like a Indy wrestler.
In doing so, you showed nCw that you wasn’t even least bit loyal to them. Sure you show back up, when you are booked, a third of the time.
Seriously, this whole week, I had doubts about being the man who retires Spike Kane from New Championship Wrestling, the man who sends him on his journey to life that doesn’t including wrestling anymore, then I realized, this is just a way to get out of New Championship Wrestling and so you and your brother, can go make love to Creeping Death, and Kevin “I Can’t win a match here in nCw, but I can hold the World title for six months in GWC” Hardaway.
I was seriously, sadden for this month, as soon as you announced that hey, I lose the Title Match, I’m going home, I didn’t want to be that guy, who fuifills his lifelong dream of finally winning a World Title, and then also in the same night, being the man who sent Spike Kane packing, I want the world title, but I didn’t want that, but then here you come, using Danny Vices booking skills to show, that you’re really not going to be gone, You’re just going elsewhere you slick bastard. So I’ll just say this, while it’s saddens me, That you know…I never face you one on one, which has been a dream of mine for quite some long time, about the moment, I actually started caring, and never happened…honestly Spike….go enjoy GWC, Hope, You and that other guy in the Man-Made gods, who name I can’t be half assed to remember, you know the one who’s not Creeping Death, whatever his name is, have fun, fighting in Barbed Wired Ladder Rerverse Battle Royales 9 Man clusterf**k matches. Have Fun Spike…
Until you know, they piss you off again, and you come back to nCw and completely forget you retired.
Now, for that last comment I apologize to my friend Brad Kane, who is one hell of a performer, and sent him a text message the night he did manage to win that title in the other fed…Hope you enjoy the Care package, I sent you and Megan as you prepare to have your twin babies.
This is something else, I do want to say to you, granted you throw a lot of s**t at me, because one minute, I’m kissing your ass, the next I’m telling you to go sit bare ass on a rusty two by four. I think the Kane Family in terms of talent and what they have archived, is one of the greatest wrestling families in this business, Hell, I was the force to say that the Kane Family is very similar to The Guerrero Wrestling family, and a lot better then the Von Erichs, The Funks, and defiantely the inbreded Somoan family. But sadly, You and Brad are the only two to note, in a family, that seems to randomly pop out new members every other month. Only You and Brad have managed to archive anything in the slightest, I’m sure when she was active, Freya was a great female grappler, maybe I’ll see if I can find something of her on the net to see, that and I’m interested to see, if she wears thoses short, that her ass half hangs out of…If you’re not following, I think your sister has it going on. Honestly, if there was one man, I envy it may be Jack Manson if he is indeed dating her.
But enough about how I think your sister is hot.
Spike, I’m just going to say this once and one time only…
Mention GWC again, and I’ll be more then happen to give you a one way ticket there.
And that concludes my promo, where I will leave you Broken…Into…
Wait…Wait…Wait…damn It…
I nearly forgot about You Joe Everyman, but that seems to be a common trend in this match
Welcome To The Main Event Joe…I will indeed welcome you to the show, in which you will finally have a home, instead of being made to look like Spike Kane and Lance’s Bitch, which they will no doubt do, They always make everyone look like a bitch…But I won’t.
Our History is rather short Joe, but we have a history, that doesn’t include you being pinned by Spike Kane in countless hardcore matches. Or being looked down upon by Lance as someone who was nothing but a lackey.
But me and you Joe, never once have I looked down on you as someone who isn’t good enough to be around me, or let you tag around just so you they have someone to carry their bags for them. Unlike them Joe, I gave you a real chance at unlocking your potential, and look what happened. You made it Joe…You’re in the Main Event at a pay per view.
Why am I even saying this, You won’t even view this promo.
You’re go first, View Lances promo, and cream your pants, as he calls you, His Bitch.
You’re view Spike promo…and cream your pants, As he calls You A Bitch.
You’re think about view this promo and be like…I’m tired of being called a bitch, plus Trent is a bitch, f**k Him.
Then You’re Click Lances second promo, and let the cycle begin again.
And you’re going to ultimately miss out, on the only person in this match, who is seriously going to give you atleast a snowball chance in hell of winning this match.
I think you have a chance, it’s small, but it’s there, Kind of like, You’re just here, testing the waters to see if you actually like it here.
But you made it, but don’t confused my warm hospitality for me going easy on you, while apart of me want to be laying on the mat, with one eye open, watching as the only man left standing, That would be you Joe, climbing the ladder, and snatching the gold. It would be a feel good moment for sure. But it’s not one I’m going to allow to happen, atleast not when I’m about to capture something that has escaped me my whole career, the chance to finally call myself World Champion.
And to grab the only belt that matters in this business, I assure you, it’s not the XHF or the GWC World Titles, It’s not the Double Double E title, or the World Heavyweight Champion, to me, the only belt that matters to me is the nCw Championship, because nCw is the place, I busted me ass off, and busted it off alone for. I didn’t look to the past for some gloryday, when I won some Indy Championship. Like several others in this promotion, to me, the only history I care about, is the ones that make in the greatest damn promotion in this world, who will hire someone and give them a chance to be a star, and then let another superstar walk all over this promotion, and fail to mention anything resembling something that happened here.
Well, we have no history outside of this place Joe, and the little bit of history we do have, is lead to you being successful, Do you remember the time you won the Xtreme Championship? No One Else does, The Night you defeated Doctor Pepper for that title, The night, my second video promo aired, and allowed you to defeat a distracted Dr. Pepper and win your first nCw Title?
Or how about the time, You were able to get payback for all the times, Jack Manson, Lance Ryan and Davey Ortega made fun of you and called you a joke, who was it, that allowed you the chance to beat the living crap out of till your heart’s content…It was me both time.
Do you remember when You managed to knock Lance Ryan to the ground, or beat the crap out of the talentless Kane brother known as Christian for taking a spot that should have been reserved for you.
I gave you the Chance, and never once did I consider you below me, I mentored you, Hell looking back at that Day, I wish I would have had you driving Lance Ryan face into a Steel Chair as opposed to The Ace, maybe if that happened, he would shut the hell up for a minute or two, and stop being the waste of cum, that won’t walk away with his championship.
And honestly Joe, I will say this, If I don’t walk out as nCw Champion, if I had to pick one of the other three men, I would pick you, Do you know why?
You haven’t been forced down our throats for month after month, and have grown from a walking joke, into a legitimate contender for the championship, and I rather know that, someone who will treat the belt like it was earned, as opposed to just a random thing to mention in their promos, why they are better then everyone else.
But more then likely, you’re just skip this, and be like, OMG…Spike Kane and Lance Ryan, I’m fighting them…and completely miss the fact, I’m putting you over.
I’ll continue to waste my breathe for just a little while longer.
I gave you a chance, and like me, gives you a chance to break the cycle of champions, that everyone just thinks will be passed around until the end of days. As well, you could become the first American Wrestler to hold a championship of a company who has given you a chance, but regardless of how nCw has given you a good life and a chance of a lifetime, You’re just go on about your Hardcore wars with Spike in that s**thole of a promotion. What did it ever get you, nine million concussions a hundred broken bones, and you be spitted out…Do me a favor and show some f**king respect for a promotion, actually giving you a chance to be something.
If you couldn’t tell, I am extremely passionate about New Championship Wrestling a company that took all the s**t I threw out them and all the times, I tried to make this promotion be a joke, When I injured my ribs and suffered cancer at nearly the same time, it was this promotion, that still welcomed me back with open arms, when my marriage hit the bricks, nCw gave me the chance to stand back on my own two feet again.
For that, I am in the debt of this company, a company many of you take for granted, because you want to go back to another time and place, and talk about that, and just forget the fact, that this company has given the chance of a lifetime to all four men in the ring. One of which, simply doesn’t care and only cares for himself, in all his self holiness, another wants to do use this promotion that let him get away with everything he has done, so he can build his stock in another fed, which I’m going to be more then happy to send him too…where do you stand Joe, will you follow your route of reliving the days where it consisted of you, being pinned by Spike Kane in a Hardcore Match, and laughed at, or will you be a man, and represent this company, that is doing everything in it’s power to make you a star…
I’m the new face of New Championship Wrestling, a role that was handed down to me by Lance Ryan, not by choice, but because his true colors showed, I’ve don’t have a destiny that needs to be fuifilled, I don’t want to show the world, I may actually have something..And I’m not here to relive the Glory Days.
I’m here to be the Next World Champion in a promotion that I bleed for.