Miles Away

Avery: Really?

The scene opens as Avery Miles III is getting ready for a morning jog. He and Serenity were getting ready to fly out to Paris for the upcoming NGW Dissension show, and he wanted to be able to stretch his body out before the long flight ahead. The temperatures were in the mid sixties, good enough for a light hoody. Avery puts in a pair of wireless earbuds as he loosens up his arms, legs, and then neck. Taking off down the long gravel driveway, he addresses the words of his opponent, Tristan Kruise.

Avery: I am far from a hero, Kruise. I’ve done terrible things. I’ve turned on those that were friends. I’ve been in dark places. I’ve drunk myself into a blackout stupor and made poor choices. I am far from a boy scout, but I guess anyone who feels like they want to do the right thing would come off as some sort of goodie two shoes to you. And thanks for the compliments about my good looks, but I am a married man, Kruise.

Avery grins with a half of his mouth, tongue in cheek about Kruise’s comments.

Avery: It is cute that you think I am some sort of blowhard for Devlin Scott and NGW. I guess to some punk like you, loyalty and respect mean nothing. What you see as blowing the boss I see as respect. And that is the exact reason your time in NGW will mean nothing. It is the reason why you will mean nothing. Go on and make your homophobic, outdated comments about my stance with NGW, Devlin Scott, and this sport.

Avery sucks in hit bottom lip, before making a grimace on his face.

Avery: And it’s cute how you did research on my family. Have I improved upon where my father and his father before him has failed? Sure. I am sure that they would agree with you there. You think that is somehow meant to get under my skin? Nah, Tristan. I know that I’ve learned from their mistakes. And they’ve helped to train me to be better. I mean, my accomplishments speak for them. I am one of two Silver Triple Crown Champs in NGW’s history. And the first one to do that. So you tell me, should I be mad at my own accomplishments?

He shakes his head no as the rhetorical question.

Avery: And continue on as if you know me, or my life. The Global Cup is a great thing, but I owed something to a friend. And I was happy to give someone else an amazing chance at the Cup. Regardless of what you think, I respect the Global Cup very much and do not regret facing off against Konrad in Germany. People in this industry often work on respect and it was something I was going for a friend in his home country. Try to spin it however you’d like. I know why I did what I did, and so does Konrad, Serenity, and Devlin Scott among others.

Avery turns out onto the road as he jobs along the side. It was still early, and there were barely cars that drove down the road. The occasional truck, but a tractor was often more what would be seen.

Avery: And how cute it is for you to fantasize about a woman that is almost six months pregnant thinking about you. I mean, are all of your insults from middle school? I mean, my father? My grandfather? My wife? I bet you even have a joke about having sex with my mom? See this is exactly what I was saying. You are not original. You are not anything special. I could throw a pebble out across Twitter and hit half a dozen douchebags just like you that are as plain and vanilla with no discerning differences. How about this… while you concentrate on my pregnant wife, how about you actually take some time to take some public speaking classes and an acting coach so you can at least to pretend to be someone better than you actually are. Sinking down to try and insult me? That is why in Paris, you are going to end up being pinned by me. Not by words. Not by insults. You will lose a match because I am better than you. More talented. More skilled. And just, better.

Avery had a little chuckle to himself.

Avery: And a man to say that NGW needs him? Some guy that 99% of this roster has never heard of? Yeah. Sure. Keep thinking that. It is funny how really delirious you are. You don’t need NGW? Good. We don’t want you here. Go back to Canada, and run your little MMA company. I mean you think that you are some tough shit? Josh beat you in the Cup in front of ALL seven fans. Josh, a man that has held multiple championships and is a future NGW Champion if you ask me. The fact that you want to sit here and talk down to a roster of people that have no clue who you are, never heard of you, and see you are nothing more than a passing tumbleweed in a vast company’s history is silly. I’ve wasted too much of my time on you already, but for me it is not about the words or promos before the match, it comes down to the actions inside of the ring. Me beating you. Period. That is what will make all of this worth it.

Avery stops his run and stands on the side of the road for a second. He tries to say this with the most seriousness possible.

Avery: And on top of everything you said. The fact that you have to shoehorn some terrible catchphrase into your video? It is pathetic. I am a rookie to you. A minor league player. And yet my experience speaks for itself. You would think that a great veteran like you that is such a major player would do better than some shitty phrase like “I am putting you on Kruise Kontrol”. I bet you even spell control with a “K” because you are edgy. Watch out man. You are so edgy. Or if you look more into it, you a generic, vanilla douchebag that is the reason why I enjoy matches like this. To put asshats like yourself in their place and to expose how truly shitty they are. You think that you are some soft of gift to the fans and to the company. Maybe you will quickly realize after you go 0 and 2 that you are in over your head… or you won’t. Because we all know you are ‘Miles away” from being decent.

He shakes his head and laughs, poking fun at Kruise’s shitty self-branding as Avery picks up his jog and continues.