Post by david on Mar 17, 2018 15:19:04 GMT -5
Time 5:00 PM
Location: George Bush Intercontinental Airport
Date: March 13, 2018
Levi Adams and Damion Stone take a seat in the chairs as Levi checks his bag before looking up to the clock on the wall. In a few short minutes Levi will be on a plane heading to Dublin, Ireland for the next NGW event. He pulls out his phone and checks twitter for a bit while Damion brings over some drinks.
Damion Stone:
Man from one country to another. You feeling any kind of fatigue?
Levi Adams:
Nope. In fact I've honestly never felt better. I could give a rats ass about seeing all these "amazing" places. As long as I get paid, and whoop some ass I'm good.
Damion Stone:
Well, you're pretty much passing that with flying colors if you ask me. I mean you're on absolutely killing it as of late.
Levi just shrugs at the statement.
Levi Adams:
Are you surprised? I'm not here to fuck around and cry about pointless shit. I mean look at this.
Levi shows Damion his phone with a tweet from Levi's opponent Kayla Richards.
Damion Stone:
Someone think highly of themselves.
Levi shakes his head and smiles.
Levi Adams:
I've dealt with wannabe tough bitches before. Never seen one cry like this one though. It's pathetic if you ask me.
Damion Stone:
You've gone through opponent after opponent thus far. Just keep the pace going and you'll be in line for a title shot.
Levi laughs a bit as he turns to Damion.
Levi Adams:
You honestly don't get it do you?
Damion Stone:
Get what?
Levi Adams:
Title shots? You sound like this bitch. Whining and crying because you lost your championship, if you were every any good you would have kept the belt in the first place. I'm not here to lose focus. I'm on the fucking rise, while she's fallen oh so far.
Damion Stone:
So, what's your idea then?
Levi Adams:
Easy. I'm building my throne slowly. I've already stepped over the bodies of Keg, Alicia Hixx, and the others to get here, but this one. I think I'll display her head on my mantle. Maybe use it as a stereo system since she's thinks being loud will get her anything.
Levi puts his phone away.
Levi Adams:
Look I could give two shits about winning championships. Are they pretty? Sure, but I don't need it, and to be honest I don't want it. I already know how fucking good I am, and a piece of metal on a strap doesn't mean dick to me. So please, to anyone and everyone out there. I fucking beg you to keep focusing on winning and regaining championship. Keep doubting me, it'll make it that much more orgasmic when I kick you back into the dirt where you belong.
Damion Stone:
That took a turn I wasn't expecting. You sure that's your end game?
Levi Adams:
Is that my end game? Dude, that's not even to the half way point.
Damion Stone:
So what happens if you lose?
Levi Adams:
Damion, dude you don't get it. I've already gotten into everyone's head. I've already fucking won. No matter how bad you think you are, no matter what you think you can do. It's already over.
Damion Stone:
I don't get it.
Damion asked puzzled as Levi puts his hand on his shoulder.
Levi Adams:
You'll see soon enough, and trust me when I saw. It's a beautiful sight.
Damion shrugs in response.
Damion Stone:
I've never seen you this motivated to do anything. Seems like just yesterday when we were at that shitty pub getting wasted.
Levi Adams:
We were destined for greater things. No use letting it pass us by.
Damion Stone:
You got that right. I mean look at the difference now compare to a few months ago. You've got a smoking girlfriend, you're on a meteoric rise, and you've completely changed your fate.
Levi Adams:
I'm just livin' the good ol' fashioned american dream my friend. Hard work, blood, sweat, & tear. Y'know the whole shabang. I think I've earned that much if you ask me.
Damion chuckles as he checks his phone and goes wide eyed at the time.
Damion Stone:
Oh shit, I got to get going. I promised I'd be back as soon as possible but hey man, tell me about Dublin's liquor when you get back. See ya!
Damion quickly grabs his stuff and runs off toward the entrance. Levi meanwhile stretches his legs out over the chair Damion was just sitting in and put his headphones on and closes his eyes. Not before to much longer a slow smile creeps onto his face.
Levi Adams:
If only you could see me now. If only you could see how fucking wrong you were. How you took a child with a open book of possibilities ahead of him...and fucked his world to pieces. If only you could see me, so that I could spit in your face.
Levi opens his eyes and looks around for a second. He takes off his headphones and sits up. Sighing heavily as he rolls his eyes.
Levi Adams:
I'm beyond done with this. Done with the bullshit. Done with the games. It's time to keep it up into another gear. Time to prove why I'm in a league of my own. Why I can't be touched. Kayla Richards, it's time you find out just who the fuck I am.
A voice from the intercom echos over the airport.
Location: George Bush Intercontinental Airport
Date: March 13, 2018
~NOW CURRENTLY BOARDING THE FLIGHT TO NEW YORK~
Damion Stone:
Man from one country to another. You feeling any kind of fatigue?
Levi Adams:
Nope. In fact I've honestly never felt better. I could give a rats ass about seeing all these "amazing" places. As long as I get paid, and whoop some ass I'm good.
Damion Stone:
Well, you're pretty much passing that with flying colors if you ask me. I mean you're on absolutely killing it as of late.
Levi just shrugs at the statement.
Levi Adams:
Are you surprised? I'm not here to fuck around and cry about pointless shit. I mean look at this.
Levi shows Damion his phone with a tweet from Levi's opponent Kayla Richards.
Damion Stone:
Someone think highly of themselves.
Levi shakes his head and smiles.
Levi Adams:
I've dealt with wannabe tough bitches before. Never seen one cry like this one though. It's pathetic if you ask me.
Damion Stone:
You've gone through opponent after opponent thus far. Just keep the pace going and you'll be in line for a title shot.
Levi laughs a bit as he turns to Damion.
Levi Adams:
You honestly don't get it do you?
Damion Stone:
Get what?
Levi Adams:
Title shots? You sound like this bitch. Whining and crying because you lost your championship, if you were every any good you would have kept the belt in the first place. I'm not here to lose focus. I'm on the fucking rise, while she's fallen oh so far.
Damion Stone:
So, what's your idea then?
Levi Adams:
Easy. I'm building my throne slowly. I've already stepped over the bodies of Keg, Alicia Hixx, and the others to get here, but this one. I think I'll display her head on my mantle. Maybe use it as a stereo system since she's thinks being loud will get her anything.
Levi puts his phone away.
Levi Adams:
Look I could give two shits about winning championships. Are they pretty? Sure, but I don't need it, and to be honest I don't want it. I already know how fucking good I am, and a piece of metal on a strap doesn't mean dick to me. So please, to anyone and everyone out there. I fucking beg you to keep focusing on winning and regaining championship. Keep doubting me, it'll make it that much more orgasmic when I kick you back into the dirt where you belong.
Damion Stone:
That took a turn I wasn't expecting. You sure that's your end game?
Levi Adams:
Is that my end game? Dude, that's not even to the half way point.
Damion Stone:
So what happens if you lose?
Levi Adams:
Damion, dude you don't get it. I've already gotten into everyone's head. I've already fucking won. No matter how bad you think you are, no matter what you think you can do. It's already over.
Damion Stone:
I don't get it.
Damion asked puzzled as Levi puts his hand on his shoulder.
Levi Adams:
You'll see soon enough, and trust me when I saw. It's a beautiful sight.
Damion shrugs in response.
Damion Stone:
I've never seen you this motivated to do anything. Seems like just yesterday when we were at that shitty pub getting wasted.
Levi Adams:
We were destined for greater things. No use letting it pass us by.
Damion Stone:
You got that right. I mean look at the difference now compare to a few months ago. You've got a smoking girlfriend, you're on a meteoric rise, and you've completely changed your fate.
Levi Adams:
I'm just livin' the good ol' fashioned american dream my friend. Hard work, blood, sweat, & tear. Y'know the whole shabang. I think I've earned that much if you ask me.
Damion chuckles as he checks his phone and goes wide eyed at the time.
Damion Stone:
Oh shit, I got to get going. I promised I'd be back as soon as possible but hey man, tell me about Dublin's liquor when you get back. See ya!
Damion quickly grabs his stuff and runs off toward the entrance. Levi meanwhile stretches his legs out over the chair Damion was just sitting in and put his headphones on and closes his eyes. Not before to much longer a slow smile creeps onto his face.
Levi Adams:
If only you could see me now. If only you could see how fucking wrong you were. How you took a child with a open book of possibilities ahead of him...and fucked his world to pieces. If only you could see me, so that I could spit in your face.
Levi opens his eyes and looks around for a second. He takes off his headphones and sits up. Sighing heavily as he rolls his eyes.
Levi Adams:
I'm beyond done with this. Done with the bullshit. Done with the games. It's time to keep it up into another gear. Time to prove why I'm in a league of my own. Why I can't be touched. Kayla Richards, it's time you find out just who the fuck I am.
A voice from the intercom echos over the airport.
~NOW BOARDING FLIGHT THE FLIGHT TO DUBLIN~
Levi stands to his feet and reaches down to pick up his bag. With one final look towards the bench he was just sitting at he turns and walks down the corridor toward the terminals. Fazing back toward the bench it seems like something has been etched into the seat,
LEVI ADAMS WAS HERE
The scene fades to black as we hear the sound of other Flights cue in.
