Post by david on May 27, 2018 19:52:11 GMT -5
A Few Hours After Dissension 5/13/18
A silent and somber Levi Adams walks into an empty lockeroom. Most of the other wrestlers and personnel have already left the arena. Levi walks over to the locker where he sat mere hours ago preparing. Looking at it up and down with his vacant and emotionless eyes.
Levi Adams:
Well, it continues. I've lost yet another big match. In fact I can't even recall the last time my hand was raised in victory. It's funny that I sit here and boast about who I am, I sit here and act like I'm doing shit...and yet I can't prove any of it. So what now? What happens from here? I honestly don't know. My evolution...turning my life around and proving everyone that doubted me wrong. None of that matters at this point. I have failed every single one of my goals.
Levi turns and sees a full length body mirror on the wall. He walks over to it and stares at his reflection. Looking back at him is a shell of who he use to be. Confidence and grit replaced with doubt and depression.
Levi Adams:
This used to be Levi Adams. A man that took no shit from anyone. A man that could stand face to face with anyone and give them as much shit as he got. A man not afraid to run his mouth because he knew he could back it up in that ring. That man almost in an instant has been completely and utterly obliterated.
Levi rakes his nails down the glass with enough force that the tip of his fingers begin to draw blood. The screeching sound echoes through the room. Levi stands there eyes glued to the mirror almost as if looking for some kind of answer from himself, any kind at all. He is greeted with silence. Finally a smirk crosses Levi's face, but not the smug one that has been accustomed to him. This one reads a pure and simple emotion. A smirk of defeat. Something Levi never thought he would show, something he never thought he would admit to himself. From talking about ascending to his "throne." Levi Adams has found a new place, a place he never thought he be. To be quite plain about it. Levi has reached an all time low.
Levi Adams:
This is it huh...rock bottom.
Levi bangs his head into the mirror the scene cuts off.
Levi Adams:
Well, it continues. I've lost yet another big match. In fact I can't even recall the last time my hand was raised in victory. It's funny that I sit here and boast about who I am, I sit here and act like I'm doing shit...and yet I can't prove any of it. So what now? What happens from here? I honestly don't know. My evolution...turning my life around and proving everyone that doubted me wrong. None of that matters at this point. I have failed every single one of my goals.
Levi turns and sees a full length body mirror on the wall. He walks over to it and stares at his reflection. Looking back at him is a shell of who he use to be. Confidence and grit replaced with doubt and depression.
Levi Adams:
This used to be Levi Adams. A man that took no shit from anyone. A man that could stand face to face with anyone and give them as much shit as he got. A man not afraid to run his mouth because he knew he could back it up in that ring. That man almost in an instant has been completely and utterly obliterated.
Levi rakes his nails down the glass with enough force that the tip of his fingers begin to draw blood. The screeching sound echoes through the room. Levi stands there eyes glued to the mirror almost as if looking for some kind of answer from himself, any kind at all. He is greeted with silence. Finally a smirk crosses Levi's face, but not the smug one that has been accustomed to him. This one reads a pure and simple emotion. A smirk of defeat. Something Levi never thought he would show, something he never thought he would admit to himself. From talking about ascending to his "throne." Levi Adams has found a new place, a place he never thought he be. To be quite plain about it. Levi has reached an all time low.
Levi Adams:
This is it huh...rock bottom.
Levi bangs his head into the mirror the scene cuts off.
Two Days After Dissension 5/13/18
Levi lays passed out on his couch. Black eye and a few stitches above his eyebrow. He's alone as the sunlight pours in from the window behind him.
~Ring Ring Ring~
The sound of his phone jolts him back into reality as he looks around tiredly. Grabbing his phone off the coffee table he looks at the screen and sighs before answering it.
Levi Adams:
Hello.
Isaac Rox:
Dude we've been trying to get a hold of you. D has up and vanished and said for me to look after you. What happened!?
Levi sits up and touches his eye. Wincing in the pain he reaches for a bottle of pain killers. Popping two out and downing them in a second.
Levi Adams:
It's nothing. Just a random asshole trying to pick a fight.
Isaac Rox:
And what? Did he use a beer bottle or something? They said that cut was pretty deep.
Levi Adams:
Something like that. Look, what do you want dude, I just want to get back to sleep.
Isaac Rox:
Whoa take it easy there, I actually have some pretty big news.
Levi lays back down and shuts his eyes.
Levi Adams:
And what could that possibly be.
Isaac Rox:
Just announced at the next Dissension it's going to be Damon Graves defending his Young Lions Championship against...Levi Adams!
A brief moment of silence lingers as Levi tries to register what he just heard. Finally his eyes shoot open and he jerks his body up. Blood begins to run down his faces from his stitches as he stands to his feet.
Levi Adams:
What!?
Isaac Rox:
Yeah dude, finally all your heard work has paid off. Now it's just a matter of time before-
Levi throws his phone at the wall and it shatters to bits. Levi begins to pace back and forth his hands running his hair back as the blood continues to trickle.
Levi Adams:
WHY!? WHY TRY TO HUMILIATE ME SOME MORE!? WHY DO I DESERVES THIS TITLE MATCH!? I HAVEN'T DONE SHIT!
Levi falls to the ground landing on his knees. Eyes wide and mouth open in shock.
Levi Adams:
I- I don't understand. What are they trying to prove? Is this a game to them?
Levi sits there in silence. A small spot of red on the floor next to him. Levi takes a deep breath and begins to stand.
Levi Adams:
I don't get it. I don't understand why I'm getting this chance for doing nothing to earn it. I'll have to go along and play this game for now. A game in which I enter with the lowest of expectations and little to no hope of a comeback. I have to move on though. And that means I'm "challenging" Damon Graves. I'll go in there and give it all I have. I'll fight...and I'll fight...and I'll fight. The only thing I know, the only thing I can do.
Levi wipes the blood off his face and winces as the sweat gets into the cut.
Levi Adams:
This is the new me. Zero self respect, zero dignity, and zero momentum. Damon Graves I hope your prepared because you are facing a man with literally nothing to lose, and that's always the most dangerous kind of opponent.
Levi clenches his fist as he hears those words come out of his mouth. Sighing deeply he exits out of the room and a zoom in one the blood is all that remains.
~Ring Ring Ring~
The sound of his phone jolts him back into reality as he looks around tiredly. Grabbing his phone off the coffee table he looks at the screen and sighs before answering it.
Levi Adams:
Hello.
Isaac Rox:
Dude we've been trying to get a hold of you. D has up and vanished and said for me to look after you. What happened!?
Levi sits up and touches his eye. Wincing in the pain he reaches for a bottle of pain killers. Popping two out and downing them in a second.
Levi Adams:
It's nothing. Just a random asshole trying to pick a fight.
Isaac Rox:
And what? Did he use a beer bottle or something? They said that cut was pretty deep.
Levi Adams:
Something like that. Look, what do you want dude, I just want to get back to sleep.
Isaac Rox:
Whoa take it easy there, I actually have some pretty big news.
Levi lays back down and shuts his eyes.
Levi Adams:
And what could that possibly be.
Isaac Rox:
Just announced at the next Dissension it's going to be Damon Graves defending his Young Lions Championship against...Levi Adams!
A brief moment of silence lingers as Levi tries to register what he just heard. Finally his eyes shoot open and he jerks his body up. Blood begins to run down his faces from his stitches as he stands to his feet.
Levi Adams:
What!?
Isaac Rox:
Yeah dude, finally all your heard work has paid off. Now it's just a matter of time before-
Levi throws his phone at the wall and it shatters to bits. Levi begins to pace back and forth his hands running his hair back as the blood continues to trickle.
Levi Adams:
WHY!? WHY TRY TO HUMILIATE ME SOME MORE!? WHY DO I DESERVES THIS TITLE MATCH!? I HAVEN'T DONE SHIT!
Levi falls to the ground landing on his knees. Eyes wide and mouth open in shock.
Levi Adams:
I- I don't understand. What are they trying to prove? Is this a game to them?
Levi sits there in silence. A small spot of red on the floor next to him. Levi takes a deep breath and begins to stand.
Levi Adams:
I don't get it. I don't understand why I'm getting this chance for doing nothing to earn it. I'll have to go along and play this game for now. A game in which I enter with the lowest of expectations and little to no hope of a comeback. I have to move on though. And that means I'm "challenging" Damon Graves. I'll go in there and give it all I have. I'll fight...and I'll fight...and I'll fight. The only thing I know, the only thing I can do.
Levi wipes the blood off his face and winces as the sweat gets into the cut.
Levi Adams:
This is the new me. Zero self respect, zero dignity, and zero momentum. Damon Graves I hope your prepared because you are facing a man with literally nothing to lose, and that's always the most dangerous kind of opponent.
Levi clenches his fist as he hears those words come out of his mouth. Sighing deeply he exits out of the room and a zoom in one the blood is all that remains.