Post by Jaxon Richards on Jan 18, 2018 8:42:36 GMT -5
"I warned them once..."
Jaxon Richards booming voice blasts out through the darkness as the scene slowly fades in. He sits alone on the curb of an empty street. The broken down buildings in the urban area could be anywhere, his eyes flash the familiar green of his sisters Amber and Kayla.
"I told them not to send anyone too me they wanted back. It would be a massacre every time. They wanted to "try" me out. Like some kind of faulty product. I wasn't aware professional wrestlers had a try before you buy option but hey. I guess so. Thing is after the tryout match that you can check out online, I had officials and management coming up to me singing my praises and kissing my ass. Pushing contract under me fuckin nose. I could have simply laughed and wiped me ass with it. But the truth is that my sister needs me around...nah not Kayla...Tazzie."
"But I agreed to stay on NGW cause Kayla started blabbing about some little asian chick who ended up being a huge disappointment and how they needed someone to stand in the destroyers or whatever the fuck. So hey, here I am. And straight away they decide to put me against Alex Jones. You fuckers don't get it do ya?. I get it, you liked what you saw, you enjoyed the big impressive man destroying..pun intended...the local lad. But putting me against Alex Jones?. You got to be takin the piss right?."
"Hey this isn't me complainin I'm just questioning the logic here. I mean you got Alex Jones, a bonafide star, a multi time world champion, a current champion in another company and a man who holds a win over me soon to be brother in law Matt Shields, a man who has had his fella in atleast one of me sisters..."
"Then again..who hasn't..."
"And ya puttin him up against me...now I know what you're thinkin, I'm an untested rookie right?. Atleast in NGW. I'm a guy who has been floating around for years but never hit "the big time". So what do I mean by him bein put against me?..."
Jaxon slowly pushes up off the curb to his feet, a sly grin comes across his boyish face as the 26 year old clasps his hands together causing his huge muscles to bulge under his shirt and jacket.
"Well, as good as Alex believes himself to be in this business, as much as he wants you all to be fooled into thinking he's some kind of untouchable wrestling god. I'm a fuckin monster. I'm a beast. Hell he's not that much smaller than Matt "king of the heavyweights" shields and I make him look like one of those midget fuckers..."
"But it's not just that. See Alex is used to bein able to dictate the pace of a match. He's used to havin his way with the brains of his opponents too. See I've seen guys like Alex all over the world. He outwrestles fighters, outflies mat technicians, out powers high flyers. But see against me, that shit ain't gonna work. I'm not stupid Alex, as much as people believe me to be. I'm not just some big dumb ogre draggin me fuckin knuckles along the ground. See I'm ready to take the NGW scene by storm. I'm ready to show where the real talent in this family lies. And as good as me baby sisters are...all three of them...I'm the star...I'm the monster...I'm the most dangerous..."
"I don't care who I have to go through Alex. You, Adrien, Jazmyn, Avery, Travis Blake, Matt shields....Mason Moore..."
"Anyone NGW puts in front of me is going to feel the pure pure I have runnin through me veins and the anger I can unleash. There's few giants left in this business. The focus is on the smaller guys who can do fancy moves. But the truth is there will always be a fascination with geezers like me yeah?. See me sisters are classier broads than me and I know how weird that is when Kayla tells people to eat dicks...but it's true. I'm much more dirty and angry and deadly. I get in a ring it's not to win, it's to hurt....to destroy...to impose my will. That's what I do. And now I get to do it to Alex Jones..."
"Tell me Alex, how does it feel knowing and feeling that your time has passed and everything you could be is slowly slipping away from you?. That you went from a great young star who always had a chip on his shoulder who hated the established stars, who wanted to prove he was the best. To being the established superstar. And realising that at this stage of his career he has little to prove and little to want in the ring. I mean shit Alex, you're 32 years old, you've held championship after championship. But now you have something more...you have your pretty little wife..Sonja...and your newborn son...tell me Alex...whatr means more?...."
Jaxon runs his hands over his head with a sigh.
"Is it more important for you and the rest of the Rebel Society to continue this little war against my sister and Matt?. Or is it more important for you to hold your wife?. To play with your son?. For them to have a healthy, breathin, functionin husband and father....or a dribbling vegetable sittin in a wheelchair starin at a window while little blue birds fly by?..."
"You need to sit there and ask yourself that Alex. You need to think about what really means the most to you in this world and hold them tight. Cause in the end what you're risking isn't a loss or a legacy. It's your ability to be a man. Outside the ring, away from all the lights and glitz and glamour. That is what you're betting with...and I always come up deauces..."
