Post by El León Azul on Jan 5, 2017 7:28:14 GMT -5
File: AA-002
Scene 001
Months Ago - Off Camera
Alechs Aurelio is sitting in his, for lack of a better term, room. It is technically a bedroom that has a sheet up to separate it between him and his brothers. This was the apartment that Alechs shared with his brothers Antonio and Arturo. He always lived here with his mother. Growing up in housing in East Los Angeles was something that he was not necessarily proud of, but he wore it like a badge of honor. A tattoo of “323”, the area code, was on his left shoulder blade. It was poorly done as a friend had done it by the cheapest means possible. Alechs would never have the money to get real ink.
Alechs would sit in this room for days after the passing of his brother. He had shared a guest room with a friend for some time but things did not work out. She continued fame and success on her own, while Alechs found himself back at square one but in an empty apartment. Going through Arturo’s stuff, it was hard. Weeks ago he was introducing Lola to his family. Things were looking up for the young man. Now he is finding himself living out of an old gym bag. He was making some money working for Avery, teaching the basics while learning what it really takes on his own. His mother and surviving brother were living in a much better neighborhood, but with an uncle that always seemed to be at it with Alechs. 2016 was truly a trying time for young Aurelio. 2017 opens his one last chance. Things were looking great and his match in Alpha Rising went off as an unfortunate loss, but he has a big chance at his own personal… Redemption.
Hey, in the rain hey, in the rain
Hey, in the rain hey, in the rain
Every day I, wake up, to the same shit
In the same house, with the same bricks
In the same clothes, with the same kicks
I might as well be in jail
Scene 002
Present Day - On Camera
Alechs is sitting in a hotel lobby in Osaka. It is the day after his loss to Mikhail. It is early in the morning as the sun is not fully out, and the people around are scarce. Alechs keeps his voice low, but it is obvious that he's got something to say.
“Mikhail Reinhardt. You showed me something. You showed me that I wasn’t ready yet. It was a gut check, and I took it on the chin like a champ. I know better than to start throwing out this or that. I was beat. That’s it. Nothing more. But you know what, vato? I am still here. And I ain’t going anywhere. You might’ve gotten me there, but I got chu chico. You are on my hitlist, and I fully intend on hitting my target.”
He nods his head up and down, mimicking shooting a rifle.
“This week I am in a tag match. I get to team up with my main girl, Honey. See.. the two of us? We might be young and fresh, but we let losses roll off like the water from a duck’s back. Nothin’ but glue be sticking to us. We are taking on another team; Alice Knight and Alicia Hixx. The A&A connection, I guess?”
There is a snicker off camera. Alechs looks off camera and flashes a cocky smile.
“Alicia got her first win in Osaka. Congrats to her. But her winnings stop there. And Alice? I know that you earned yourself a title shot against Trixie… but this week you are teaming with someone that you do not know. While Honey and me? We are on the same page and have been training together for some time now. We have the flow. We have the chemistry. And we’ve got what it takes to show everyone. My friend Avery, and her cousin Trixie… they might be The Pride. But every Pride has some young cubs… and I guess that is who we are. So watch out Alicia and Alice… we are stalking you!”
Scene 003
Months Ago - Off Camera
Going through his brother’s things, he found several pictures. And finally… a gun. Alechs pulled the gun out and inspected it. This was not a foreign object to him. He knew how to use it; how to reload it. He checked; the clip was half full and one in the chamber. Alechs toyed around with it, pointing it at the wall. He would close one eye and aim it around. Until it finally hit him. Revenge. He smirked and headed out the door in pursuit of the man that would strike his brother down.
Scene 001
Months Ago - Off Camera
Alechs Aurelio is sitting in his, for lack of a better term, room. It is technically a bedroom that has a sheet up to separate it between him and his brothers. This was the apartment that Alechs shared with his brothers Antonio and Arturo. He always lived here with his mother. Growing up in housing in East Los Angeles was something that he was not necessarily proud of, but he wore it like a badge of honor. A tattoo of “323”, the area code, was on his left shoulder blade. It was poorly done as a friend had done it by the cheapest means possible. Alechs would never have the money to get real ink.
Alechs would sit in this room for days after the passing of his brother. He had shared a guest room with a friend for some time but things did not work out. She continued fame and success on her own, while Alechs found himself back at square one but in an empty apartment. Going through Arturo’s stuff, it was hard. Weeks ago he was introducing Lola to his family. Things were looking up for the young man. Now he is finding himself living out of an old gym bag. He was making some money working for Avery, teaching the basics while learning what it really takes on his own. His mother and surviving brother were living in a much better neighborhood, but with an uncle that always seemed to be at it with Alechs. 2016 was truly a trying time for young Aurelio. 2017 opens his one last chance. Things were looking great and his match in Alpha Rising went off as an unfortunate loss, but he has a big chance at his own personal… Redemption.
Hey, in the rain hey, in the rain
Hey, in the rain hey, in the rain
Every day I, wake up, to the same shit
In the same house, with the same bricks
In the same clothes, with the same kicks
I might as well be in jail
Scene 002
Present Day - On Camera
Alechs is sitting in a hotel lobby in Osaka. It is the day after his loss to Mikhail. It is early in the morning as the sun is not fully out, and the people around are scarce. Alechs keeps his voice low, but it is obvious that he's got something to say.
“Mikhail Reinhardt. You showed me something. You showed me that I wasn’t ready yet. It was a gut check, and I took it on the chin like a champ. I know better than to start throwing out this or that. I was beat. That’s it. Nothing more. But you know what, vato? I am still here. And I ain’t going anywhere. You might’ve gotten me there, but I got chu chico. You are on my hitlist, and I fully intend on hitting my target.”
He nods his head up and down, mimicking shooting a rifle.
“This week I am in a tag match. I get to team up with my main girl, Honey. See.. the two of us? We might be young and fresh, but we let losses roll off like the water from a duck’s back. Nothin’ but glue be sticking to us. We are taking on another team; Alice Knight and Alicia Hixx. The A&A connection, I guess?”
There is a snicker off camera. Alechs looks off camera and flashes a cocky smile.
“Alicia got her first win in Osaka. Congrats to her. But her winnings stop there. And Alice? I know that you earned yourself a title shot against Trixie… but this week you are teaming with someone that you do not know. While Honey and me? We are on the same page and have been training together for some time now. We have the flow. We have the chemistry. And we’ve got what it takes to show everyone. My friend Avery, and her cousin Trixie… they might be The Pride. But every Pride has some young cubs… and I guess that is who we are. So watch out Alicia and Alice… we are stalking you!”
Scene 003
Months Ago - Off Camera
Going through his brother’s things, he found several pictures. And finally… a gun. Alechs pulled the gun out and inspected it. This was not a foreign object to him. He knew how to use it; how to reload it. He checked; the clip was half full and one in the chamber. Alechs toyed around with it, pointing it at the wall. He would close one eye and aim it around. Until it finally hit him. Revenge. He smirked and headed out the door in pursuit of the man that would strike his brother down.
