Post by Spike Kane on Oct 30, 2008 16:04:02 GMT -6
Out of the Frying Pan....
It’s that time again, pay per view time. Time where everybody in nCw steps it up that extra gear, almost like hitting the nitro button on a race car. This time of the month is where everybody gives there all, where they bleed, sweet and cry to become great, to be remembered and become somebody. Even those whose names are already in the history books feel the same obligation, like they have some kind of reputation to uphold. Our man, Spike Kane is no different. We join our General Manager, our freedom fighter, our resistance leader as he prepares for a training session today. Spike stands in the lockeroom donning long shorts, kickpads and boots, a simple plain black vest, his hair tied back and is just finishing strapping his hands up with tape.
So once again I go toe to toe with America’s ‘Average Joe’ ....the ‘All American Hero’ please....give me a damn break. Joe Everyman is no avatar of the people, he doesn’t stand for the average guy. No...what Joe Everyman stands for is ...prostitution!
Ouch! Harsh words from the God of Xtreme as he bites the tape and rips it off, before throwing the roll back into the duffel bag and placing said bag into his locker. Spike places a hand on the locker and lowers his head.
Ever since Joe Everyman wormed his way into an nCw contract he has done anything and everything to get his face on TV, to get some air time, to try and scramble some fame and success. I’ve noticed the trend, and I’m sure if I have others have too. Every single time Lance Ryan decides to add another illustrious failure of a faction to his ever growing list, there is always one name on the list....good ‘ol Joe Everyman. You know...the tired image if “I’m the good guy who always does his best to please the fans and be a great sporting hero, by golly!” BULLCRAP! All Everyman has done since he came here is lie, cheat, steal and leech off of other people! Hell, has he won a title cleanly yet? You might have beat JFK...but...like that means anything really. Beat Jack Manson after interference, beat Dr Pepper with a cheap victory....damn Joe, you really haven’t done much....your crowning moment in nCw is....defeating Milo Holland! No disrespect to my old pal, but....that’s not much really. Milo himself hasn’t really enjoyed much singles success here in nCw. But Milo has something you’ll never have Joe. A legacy! A memory, the Hollands will both be remembered in nCw’s Hall of Fame...Joe Everyman? Yeah he might have been around in some form, in the shadows, behind the greater men....who in the world would remember that? Nobody Joe...you know that as well as I do.
Spike scratches the top of his head in between the hair as he turns around, lifting his leg onto the bench to check his boots and pads, making sure they are on and affixed correctly.
Let’s face it Joe, you’re the most flaky and least dependable person in the nCw right now, seeing as Mark Evil has all but disappeared. That makes you nCw’s whipping boy, the guy that is made fun of by half the roster....when you actually decide to show up. Inconsistency has always been your problem Joe. I know you, I know you better than anybody else in nCw...I’ve known you since you started out and not just on a professional level, on a friendship level too Joe. I know exactly what you’re capable of Joe, which is why I will never be stupid enough to underestimate you. Pretty much everybody will have or has written you off already, shrugging you off considering how you’ve flopped since you’ve returned. Me however? I’m vigilant, what better way to shut your critics up than to beat me clean, one...two...three in the middle of the ring? I’m not an idiot Joe, I know how a scheming mind works, and having clung to Lance Ryan’s coattails for that long you must have picked one or two things up. It’ll never work, not on me....I’m on a different level in this Joe, and I surpass even your fearless leader Lance. You know I’m no novice when it comes to mind games Joe, you’ve seen me at my best, how I manipulated the Order of Chaos, how I orchestrated my world title match with Lance Ryan, and how I destroyed the man that you hold in such great regard, mental and physically...
After swapping legs and checking both, Spike begins to hop from foot to foot slightly, rotating his neck and arms in the process. Almost like some kind of pre-match ritual. Spike suddenly stops as he looks dead cold into the camera.
Joe Everyman.....you’ve been nothing short of a joke since you returned to action here at nCw. You drew to me in a no contest, and ever since you’ve been on a losing streak. The very last time we met in the ring Lance and Adam abandoned you, now...I don’t know about you but to me, that doesn’t say they have much faith or love towards you. They left you to get slaughtered Joe, there’s no two ways about it...they saw that I alone was dominating the match and with two people to back me up...the odds weren’t in their favour Joe...so you became the sacrifice, almost as if some twisted sacrifice to appease the God of Xtreme....because I know, an you must surely know how close you ****ers have come to unleashing the real Spike Kane. The man who became feared by so many, the man with no regard for his own safety or that of others.....the man people would do anything to stay away from, the very man who put Dark Prophet in his place and claimed the title of the one and only God of Xtreme.....you have no idea how close you are Joe, you, Lance, and Adam.....it’s unbearable....but I promise you. One more push?
Spike walk right up to the camera so that his face takes up the whole screen.
Just one more....and you’ll find out!
A sinister, almost sadistic grin spreads across the face of Spike Kane as he finally turns and cracks his knuckles before heading out of the lockeroom. The scene fades on the low chuckle of the General Manager....
.....to....
Key
Spike
Brad
River
Megan
Freya
A pretty nice establishing shot of a hotel. It’s not exactly a super posh place but it’s fairly up market. We have a nice arching shot before we come to a window on the third floor. Inside a hotel room we see Spike Kane standing in front of a mirror. Dressed in a plain black shirt, black dinner jacket, a pair of jeans and shoes. He stands in front of the mirror fixing his hair, behind him leaning against the wall in a flowing blue dinner dress is River. It almost hides the bump completely as she stands there smiling at Spike.
You look so handsome...
Spike turns with a beaming smile on his face as he looks at River. She smiles back before they move towards each other and share a hug.
Time to go stuff our faces then!
Spike takes River by the hand as they walk out of the room. The camera zooms right back out to outside the building, looking down on it before it zooms towards another window, a large window in the communal area. Brad Kane is seen talking to a waiter as just in front of him Megan and Freya are being seated along with all four of their kids.
Ok, thanks for accommodating to our needs, it’s nice to know Spike’s money talks.
The waiter has no idea what to say, or how to take Brad. To be honest most people don’t. But luckily for this poor guy Spike and River have just shown up.
Picking on the staff again Bradley?
Brad smirks as Spike pats him on his back. He smiles at River taking in her appearance as the waiter stutters a little before Spike slips him a note and nods in the opposite direction. Spike shows River to her seat as Brad pulls Spike to one side.
Look man, I appreciate the gesture of this meal and everything....but I don’t appreciate you throwing your money around.
Hey man, I’m not. I just got a bonus for being the GWC US Champion and I thought I’d take that chance to treat the family that I’ve mistreated so much. Being nCw General Manager is a pretty hefty wage too....what’s wrong with treating my family?
Ok ok....I get it. Just try and keep focused man, Age of the Revolution are not to be messed about with.
Oh...you’re telling me?
The two slap a quick high five before they take their seats at the table. It’s pretty big obviously seeing as it’s technically sitting nine Kane family members. Spike, River, Freya, Lacey, Brad, Lily, Megan and the twins. It appears that the orders were taken earlier or something because they’re already bringing out the starters.
Ooooh!!! YUM!!
Wow, this all looks so nice.
Boy am I glad I’m eating for two, ha ha!
The family is happy. What the hell is going on? The Kane’s are calm, enjoying themselves even. Even Lacey is being calm and good. The twins are awake and sitting in their special chairs, much like Lacey and Lily. Freya has already begun devouring her food.
So Mike, I hear you’ve got the opening spot at Mind Games? Congratulations.
Thanks Megan, yeah it’s pretty cool to be honest. Little hesitant about it being Joe Everyman, but hey...I’ve faced him so much now I know how he works so....should be decent.
Wait...I thought opening was a...erm...what did you call it Brad? “Curtain Jerking”?
Brad snorts and almost chokes on his food as he wasn’t expecting it. His laughter breaks through the choking sounds as Spike glares at him in an almost playful mood.
Oh it’s ok hun. Opening a pay per view is considered a very sought after position because it is when the crowd is at its hottest, most likely to react to what happens, and it’s our job to set the tone for the rest of the matches. Don’t worry about Brad though....I mean he is headlining....*lower but loud enough to hear*...the pre-show!
Hey screw you!
Brad is pointing at Spike with his fork that has a piece of lettuce hanging off of it, completely taking away any hostility or seriousness from the statement. Everybody is giggling at the banter exchanged by the brothers.
Lily: scawooo yoooooooo!
This causes everybody bar Megan to burst out laughing. Megan giggles a little but her morals stand their ground. Eventually it all quietens down and the waiters and waitresses come and clear the table.
What’s that smell?
Lacey sits there with her face getting quickly red. Freya actually spots this and leans in to whisper to her.
Its ok, do you want me to take you to get changed before they notice?
Lacey nods innocently, and Freya silently motions to Brad that she’s taking Lacey with her to change her. Brad smiles and nods his head. A waiter comes over to Spike and whispers something into his ear before pulling a bottle of champagne from an ice bucket. He turns his back to everyone as he fills two glasses, he passes on to Spike and one to River. Meanwhile another waitress has poured non-alcoholic champagne for Freya, Megan and Brad. The kids still have their drinks. Suddenly-
What the hell!?
River has her glass raised and her eyes squinting as she looks into her glass. She picks up a fork and pulls something out....a diamond ring. She lets an audible gasp out as the rest of them seem shocked, except Brad and Spike. Brad has a smile on his face that mimics his twin brothers, in fact we’ve probably never seen the brothers so happy in nCw.
M...m...mike...is this?
Spike stands up and walks towards River who seems all but shell shocked, Spike then drops to one knee in front of the entire restaurant. The people around who were mumbling all along about seeing Brad and Spike here, let alone together are now staring with a vested interest.
...River Maddison.....I love you more than I ever thought I could love a woman, would you do me the honour of making me the happiest man alive? River....will you marry me?
The crowd around them all are silent, not even the sound of cutlery clashing the plates is heard as everybody waits for the answer. River has her hand on her chest breathing heavily, trying to formulate everything that is happening. Brad is smiling as if it was he who had proposed and Megan has the forming of tears in the corners of her eyes.
Mike...I...I...my answer is-
BOOOOOOOOOOM!!!
Oh my god, suddenly the screen shakes violently, the entire hotel shakes violently as a violent explosion rips through the hotel destroying parts of the structure and setting aflame even more. The dining room is in a shambles as the lights have gone out, alarms ring out, smoke has begun to fill the room, tables, chairs and even pillars are thrown all over the place. In the corner where the Kane’s were sitting the table has been moved by the violent force, lying on the floor covering up his baby girls is Brad Kane, doing his best to protect his twins. Megan has Lily standing up and is dusting some ash off of her face. Spike is underneath the table, consciousness slowly returning to him....River however is unconscious on the floor and her head is bleeding. Freya and Lacey....are nowhere to be seen....
TO BE CONTINUED