Post by Deleted on Jul 12, 2014 14:21:42 GMT -6
Date
July 8th 2014
Location
DECC Arena in Duluth, Minnesota
I push the door open from the arena leading into the parking lot where I parked my Harley, it’s about an hour or two after Breakthrough has ended where I made my VoW debut that unfortunately didn’t end well for me, in terms of being victorious, however I was happy with the way I performed in that match and hopefully I was recognized as a major threat here. I’m dressed in a pair of black Doc Martin boots, a pair of light blue stonewashed denim jeans, a black Motorhead T-shirt, a black leather jacket and a pair of black shades with my long hair tied back in a ponytail and my duffel bag slung over my right shoulder. As I continue to make my through the parking lot, I look up and notice a long black limousine is parked in front of my Harley, the back door is open and standing either side of the open door are two men dressed in black suits, white shirts, black ties and a pair of black polished leather shoes each.
Mr E
If you two work for that ass hole who slashed the tyres of my Harley the other week because I refused to do a job for him, I’m not interested...
Man #1
We’re not Sir, we work for someone else, someone you know very well and he is here on business for a while and wishes to see you, so if you would please get into the car...
Normally in this kind of situation, I wouldn’t even think about doing this as I find it hard to trust anyone, but for some reason I believed this guy so I thought, why not.
Mr E
What about my bike?
Man #1
We’ll have someone take care of it for you...
Mr E
Just don’t scratch it...
I make my way over to the opened door and I throw my duffel bag into the limo before climbing in after it. The man then closes the door behind me before he along with the other man both enter the driver and passenger doors.
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Date
July 8th 2014
Location
Undisclosed
I enter what seems to be a run down old warehouse that doesn’t look like it’s been used in about ten maybe fifteen years. I notice a set of metal stairs leading up to a small room with a couple of windows, so I make my way up the stairs and enter the room to find it is rather bare, not much distinguishing furniture at all apart from the large mahogany desk at the end of the room where an overweight gentlemen on a black leather recliner is sitting behind. I can tell he is wearing a dark grey suit but a lot of him is hidden in the shadows, including the entirety of his face, as he motions towards a wooden chair opposite him so I make my way over to it and sit down.
Mr E
I’m sorry but do I know you?
A small chuckle comes from his direction as he picks up a cigar along with a cigar cutter, as his hands move into the light, I notice he’s wearing some large gold rings, one of which has the letter M on it. He cuts the end of his cigar before placing it into his mouth and then taking a golden Zippo lighter engraved with a large M and lighting it.
Man
Oh you know me, you are my nephew after all...
Nephew? This man I’m sitting opposite is my Uncle? I don’t ever recall meeting my Uncle, ever.
Uncle
I’ve been trying to find you for a long time now, your brother as well...and your father, my brother. But your brother and father have been keeping a low profile for many years now and if you hadn’t ended up following in their footsteps, I probably would have never found you.
Mr E
You know that I’ve become a wrestler?
Uncle
Oh of course, and I also know about your little plan...and that is why I wanted to see you. You’re doing this because of what happened to your brother aren’t you?
I nod, the mere thought of what my brother suffered makes my blood begin to boil and I clench my fists.
Uncle
Relax my boy, I called you here because I can help you with your plan...
Mr E
Really?
Uncle
Of course, once I have taken care of a few things here in Minnesota, I’ll be able to help you. If you can wait one or maybe two months as I have some very important business to take care of, if you can wait that long, you’ll have me at your disposal to help you with anything you may need. After all, wrestling runs in our families bloodline...
Mr E
Thank you Uncle, I will certainly take you up on the offer...
Uncle
Excellent! Here, take my card and give me a call in a month or two...
He hands me a small white piece of card that I take from him and place it into my jacket pocket as I stand to my feet.
Uncle
One of my associates has brought your Harley here and it’s parked outside ready for you...
I nod before I turn around and make my way to the door and leave the room.
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Date
July 12th 2014
Location
The coast (not far from the Great Lakes Aquarium in Duluth)
I’m here resting on the railings, looking out at the crashing waves of the ocean whilst breathing in the sea air dressed in my usual get up consisting of a pair of black Doc Martin boots, a pair of light blue stonewashed jeans, a black Metallica Death Magnetic T-shirt, a black leather jacket and a pair of black shades.
Mr E
Earlier this week, I made my VoW debut in a Four Corners match against Brett Carson, Patrick Jones and Rayne Draven-Omega. I was on my way to victory after I had nailed Mr Jones with a Superman punch followed by The Enigma, however Mr Carson tagged himself in and finished Mr Jones off with a diving knee drop and picked up the victory.
I smirk a little.
Mr E
Now, I could go on about how Mr Carson stole the victory from me and that he was wrong to do what he did. But one, I’m not the type to complain about losses and two, in all fairness, I would have done the exact same thing had the roles been reversed. I just wouldn’t have acted like a cocky little bitch like he did...
I chuckle slightly and stroke my beard.
Mr E
That match is now in the past and now I’m looking ahead and on too my next challenge and I am facing two very dangerous men in the form of Hugo Strange and Matt Rydell...
I slowly crack my neck from left to right.
Mr E
Now Mr Strange is new to VoW like myself, but he’s an accomplished wrestler from previous companies. A former World Heavyweight Champion and a Grand Slam Champion in the previous company he worked for, he’s certainly no stranger to success in the wrestling industry. He’s known for being ready for a fight and is a very violent person with a high pain threshold but is too dumb to know when to stay down. He’s a technically sound wrestler with fists of stone, but like me, he has a quick temper that could lead to his downfall. In many ways, the two of us are similar in terms of being extremely resilient and tough, but I don’t care how badly I have to beat this guy down...and if anyone can keep him down...it’s me!
I smirk and nod.
Mr E
And then there’s Mr Rydell, he’s a loner like me who has very few morals and no remorse who’s sole aim in life is to achieve glory no matter what he has to do to achieve it. He’s athletic and mentally tough however he can lose focus on occasion, can find it difficult against bigger opponents due to his small stature and sometimes goes into a blind rage that may result in a disqualification. He’s also apparently good at playing mind games and getting into his opponents heads, something he won’t be able to use against me because I’m not an easy person to get into the head of to play any kind of mind games.
I push myself off the railings and place my left hand into my jacket pocket.
Mr E
Under Triple Threat rules, I’m going into a match with two tough, violent, weapon crazy guys who enjoy inflicting pain and punishment on their opponents. That’s fine by me, I enjoy inflicting pain and punishment on my opponents just the same...only difference is...
I then raise my balled up right fist up to my eye line and stare at it for a few moments before looking back into the camera.
Mr E
Rather than use weapons...I let my fists do the talking...matter of fact you could probably go as far as to say that my fists are my weapons.
I chuckle as I place my right hand into my jacket pocket.
Mr E
See you at Breakthrough boys...
I then begin laughing and walk off camera view.
July 8th 2014
Location
DECC Arena in Duluth, Minnesota
I push the door open from the arena leading into the parking lot where I parked my Harley, it’s about an hour or two after Breakthrough has ended where I made my VoW debut that unfortunately didn’t end well for me, in terms of being victorious, however I was happy with the way I performed in that match and hopefully I was recognized as a major threat here. I’m dressed in a pair of black Doc Martin boots, a pair of light blue stonewashed denim jeans, a black Motorhead T-shirt, a black leather jacket and a pair of black shades with my long hair tied back in a ponytail and my duffel bag slung over my right shoulder. As I continue to make my through the parking lot, I look up and notice a long black limousine is parked in front of my Harley, the back door is open and standing either side of the open door are two men dressed in black suits, white shirts, black ties and a pair of black polished leather shoes each.
Mr E
If you two work for that ass hole who slashed the tyres of my Harley the other week because I refused to do a job for him, I’m not interested...
Man #1
We’re not Sir, we work for someone else, someone you know very well and he is here on business for a while and wishes to see you, so if you would please get into the car...
Normally in this kind of situation, I wouldn’t even think about doing this as I find it hard to trust anyone, but for some reason I believed this guy so I thought, why not.
Mr E
What about my bike?
Man #1
We’ll have someone take care of it for you...
Mr E
Just don’t scratch it...
I make my way over to the opened door and I throw my duffel bag into the limo before climbing in after it. The man then closes the door behind me before he along with the other man both enter the driver and passenger doors.
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Date
July 8th 2014
Location
Undisclosed
I enter what seems to be a run down old warehouse that doesn’t look like it’s been used in about ten maybe fifteen years. I notice a set of metal stairs leading up to a small room with a couple of windows, so I make my way up the stairs and enter the room to find it is rather bare, not much distinguishing furniture at all apart from the large mahogany desk at the end of the room where an overweight gentlemen on a black leather recliner is sitting behind. I can tell he is wearing a dark grey suit but a lot of him is hidden in the shadows, including the entirety of his face, as he motions towards a wooden chair opposite him so I make my way over to it and sit down.
Mr E
I’m sorry but do I know you?
A small chuckle comes from his direction as he picks up a cigar along with a cigar cutter, as his hands move into the light, I notice he’s wearing some large gold rings, one of which has the letter M on it. He cuts the end of his cigar before placing it into his mouth and then taking a golden Zippo lighter engraved with a large M and lighting it.
Man
Oh you know me, you are my nephew after all...
Nephew? This man I’m sitting opposite is my Uncle? I don’t ever recall meeting my Uncle, ever.
Uncle
I’ve been trying to find you for a long time now, your brother as well...and your father, my brother. But your brother and father have been keeping a low profile for many years now and if you hadn’t ended up following in their footsteps, I probably would have never found you.
Mr E
You know that I’ve become a wrestler?
Uncle
Oh of course, and I also know about your little plan...and that is why I wanted to see you. You’re doing this because of what happened to your brother aren’t you?
I nod, the mere thought of what my brother suffered makes my blood begin to boil and I clench my fists.
Uncle
Relax my boy, I called you here because I can help you with your plan...
Mr E
Really?
Uncle
Of course, once I have taken care of a few things here in Minnesota, I’ll be able to help you. If you can wait one or maybe two months as I have some very important business to take care of, if you can wait that long, you’ll have me at your disposal to help you with anything you may need. After all, wrestling runs in our families bloodline...
Mr E
Thank you Uncle, I will certainly take you up on the offer...
Uncle
Excellent! Here, take my card and give me a call in a month or two...
He hands me a small white piece of card that I take from him and place it into my jacket pocket as I stand to my feet.
Uncle
One of my associates has brought your Harley here and it’s parked outside ready for you...
I nod before I turn around and make my way to the door and leave the room.
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Date
July 12th 2014
Location
The coast (not far from the Great Lakes Aquarium in Duluth)
I’m here resting on the railings, looking out at the crashing waves of the ocean whilst breathing in the sea air dressed in my usual get up consisting of a pair of black Doc Martin boots, a pair of light blue stonewashed jeans, a black Metallica Death Magnetic T-shirt, a black leather jacket and a pair of black shades.
Mr E
Earlier this week, I made my VoW debut in a Four Corners match against Brett Carson, Patrick Jones and Rayne Draven-Omega. I was on my way to victory after I had nailed Mr Jones with a Superman punch followed by The Enigma, however Mr Carson tagged himself in and finished Mr Jones off with a diving knee drop and picked up the victory.
I smirk a little.
Mr E
Now, I could go on about how Mr Carson stole the victory from me and that he was wrong to do what he did. But one, I’m not the type to complain about losses and two, in all fairness, I would have done the exact same thing had the roles been reversed. I just wouldn’t have acted like a cocky little bitch like he did...
I chuckle slightly and stroke my beard.
Mr E
That match is now in the past and now I’m looking ahead and on too my next challenge and I am facing two very dangerous men in the form of Hugo Strange and Matt Rydell...
I slowly crack my neck from left to right.
Mr E
Now Mr Strange is new to VoW like myself, but he’s an accomplished wrestler from previous companies. A former World Heavyweight Champion and a Grand Slam Champion in the previous company he worked for, he’s certainly no stranger to success in the wrestling industry. He’s known for being ready for a fight and is a very violent person with a high pain threshold but is too dumb to know when to stay down. He’s a technically sound wrestler with fists of stone, but like me, he has a quick temper that could lead to his downfall. In many ways, the two of us are similar in terms of being extremely resilient and tough, but I don’t care how badly I have to beat this guy down...and if anyone can keep him down...it’s me!
I smirk and nod.
Mr E
And then there’s Mr Rydell, he’s a loner like me who has very few morals and no remorse who’s sole aim in life is to achieve glory no matter what he has to do to achieve it. He’s athletic and mentally tough however he can lose focus on occasion, can find it difficult against bigger opponents due to his small stature and sometimes goes into a blind rage that may result in a disqualification. He’s also apparently good at playing mind games and getting into his opponents heads, something he won’t be able to use against me because I’m not an easy person to get into the head of to play any kind of mind games.
I push myself off the railings and place my left hand into my jacket pocket.
Mr E
Under Triple Threat rules, I’m going into a match with two tough, violent, weapon crazy guys who enjoy inflicting pain and punishment on their opponents. That’s fine by me, I enjoy inflicting pain and punishment on my opponents just the same...only difference is...
I then raise my balled up right fist up to my eye line and stare at it for a few moments before looking back into the camera.
Mr E
Rather than use weapons...I let my fists do the talking...matter of fact you could probably go as far as to say that my fists are my weapons.
I chuckle as I place my right hand into my jacket pocket.
Mr E
See you at Breakthrough boys...
I then begin laughing and walk off camera view.