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Always, always This is it. This is where it all begins. Baby names, baby clothes, baby decorating, baby everything. I can’t tell you how afraid I am. I can’t even begin to describe how nauseating this is. She walks beside me as we enter the doctor’s office with a smile on her face. I walk beside her with a grim look on my face. Today is it. Samantha: “I’m going to say it will be a girl. I’ve always wanted a girl” Sam says while almost skipping to the receptionist desk. Samantha: “What do you think it will be?” “I don’t know babe.” Samantha: “Are you not excited?” “I’m excited. I’m ready to find out” I say just to please her. She smiles at me and tells the receptionist that we are here. I know nothing about England. Really, I don’t. I know nothing about the doctors, the people, and the atmosphere. I wrestle here, sure, but I don’t stay and dance on the streets. This is all new to me and someone who is dealing with something this big… I should trust. Samantha: “Do you think the doctor will be nice?” “He better be nice, or…” Samantha: “Temper, temper Johnny” “Uh… Samantha Gray?” The nurse says and her ears perk up like a dog. “The doctor will see you now.” I help my pregnant wife up as we make our way back to room number two. The nurse motions for Sam to sit in a chair and Sam then lifts her shirt off to reveal her bare stomach. Even when it’s that big, it’s still the sexiest stomach I’ve ever seen. “Look at you, Sam, you could hurt someone with that thing” I say in a joking matter and she sorta smiles. Samantha: “Yeah, you could with your big head” she rebuts and I just laugh. “Touché Sam. Still, it’s going to be awkward having sex with that in the way.” Samantha: “Oh, I’m not having sex until a good while after the baby is born” she says and my mind just pauses. Wait no sex for what, another 6 or so months? Jesus Christ, what the hell is happening? Samantha: “You’re okay with that, right? I figured you would have assumed I’m not going to want to fuck in this condition. Especially since I’m always tired as it is.” “Yeah, I’m fine babe. I guess I’ll manage. I mean Matt Marvel looks to have found his place via self-satisfying” Sam: “No, you won’t last.” “You’re right. I won’t. But if it’s what you want then I will do it.” Well, here is to the longest 6 months of my life. Promises they break before they're made Sometimes, sometimes After waiting a good thirty minutes, the doctor finally comes in and I don’t believe it. It’s some young guy, maybe twenty two and he’s the doctor? Looks like fuckin’ Doogie Howser. Get the fuck outta here. “Hello Johnny. I’m Dr. Shultz. By the way, I’m a big fan.” “Thank you. So, how old are you?” I ask and Sam just darts me a look. “Twenty six. Why?” “Just wondering.” “Ok. Well, let’s have a look at the ultrasound. My, you’re pretty big for ten weeks, huh?” He says and Samantha just laughs. I just look at him with a shocked look on my face. Twenty six? The doctor cleans her stomach all up and rubs some kind of gel on her stomach that she says is ‘cold’. He then turns on some machine and starts the scan over her body. “Oh… my. Wow. This is a first for me” He says and we both get that panicked look on our face. “What is it doctor?” Samantha: “Is there something wrong with the baby?” “No, not at all. Your babies look to be just fine.” “Babies?” We both say at the same time and he simply nods his head. “Look for yourself. There are one…. two…. three. Samantha, you’re having triplets. It’s too early to tell the gender but you are having triplets dear. Congratulations!” “Triplets? Are… are you sure about that? Because it might just be a fat ass fetus.” “Nope. You can hear three heart beats and I can see three little heads right there” He points on the screen and unless my child is Ghidrah from Godzilla then we’re having triplets. Samantha: “Oh, they’re beautiful. Are there any complications with any of them?” “Not that I can tell, no. Again, it’s still too early. In a few weeks, come back and we’ll be able to tell the gender and probably some more about your babies” He says and Sam’s face is beaming with delight. This is her dream: to have multiple babies. Just… not at the same time. If something happens, she’ll be heartbroken. I don’t know if I can deal with death of a child. My child. That is something that frightens me. And now my fears they come to me in threes So I, sometimes *** "Damn, this kid is relentless." "I mean, I tell him that I’m going to put my foot up his asshole and leave with his spinal cord and he still talks like he is a higher level then I am, I just don't get it? The kid has been adding and adding on to a already lackluster promo, and he thinks he's the shit? What Matt Marvel has to realize is what takes him three days, and hours on hours to produce takes me ten minutes with one shot! Sorry to piss on your Mona Lisa, but the fucking thing is a stick figure anyways. Then you question who I defeated in a life time? You really are retarded aren't you? Should we go down the list? "Joe Santiago, Four times...Troy Daniels...Danni Veneski...Violator...Crimson Skull...Barelai Von Viscous, Hallow Wicked, Kaos, Reno Drake, Tanya Winters, Drake Daniels, Dynamite...Should I keep going?" "Listen Mate I've held 8 World Championships, 3 US Championships my accolades are longer then your work your producing." "Lets call your work what it is Mate, it’s ignorant. It’s hard-headed and it’s juvenile. Look, son, you’re staring down the barrel of a loaded gun and you’re actually smiling. I don’t know what is worse: the fact that you don’t see it’s coming or the fact that you see it coming and you’re ready for it. You’re ready to die. You’re ready for your massacre. And that, Matt, is a first. That is the first time someone has accepted that they will be End Resulted and they will love it." "God, it’s great." "Everyone should be like that. Everyone should be happy to get End Resulted. Everyone should be excited to go on the ride of their life. It changes people. It changes them for the worse but it still changes them. Matt is ready for the change. He needs a fire lit under his ass." "Believe me, I’m going to burn his ass-cheeks together." "I didn’t try to get you to change your opinion of me. All I said was that after this match, you opinion of me will change. No one likes me for a reason, kid, because after I beat you I keep kicking you until your face is numb. No one likes me because through all the bullshit, I still beat them. It eats a hole inside of them and consumes their soul. Someone who can talk shit can actually back it up. That is why people hate me. When I say I don’t respect someone, I mean it. I don’t respect that said person." "I don’t respect you." "I don’t want you to change. I don’t want you to be like me or anyone else. You do you and I’ll do me. Deal? Because, in all honesty, if you try to be like me it will be a little creepy. It will be like having two extreme assholes in the world. Don’t be like me, Matt. You don’t want to be me. You don’t want to be the guy who everyone wants to assassinate. You don’t want to be the guy who has targets all over his body. It means being on top of your game. Being me means being the best." "You’re not close to being there yet. And One Mini-Me is already enough" "This match Matt, if it happens, is nothing more then A test. A test for yourself and for the fate of HIW. This is a test you will absolutely fail. When you’re near me, you fail. You fall to your knees and start crying. You’re in awe and for that reason, you will fail. You will walk down the ramp with your number two pencil and when you get in the ring I’m going to etch my name in your forehead with that pencil. Blood will flow from your cranium until you shake and shiver like you have a fucking cold. Then when all the blood is drained from your body, you can remember that night that Johnny Styles beat the respect out of you." "That’s something you’ve never heard before, huh?" "You’re not at my level, I’m not trying to beat you, and I’m going to respect you no matter what. Thing is, you need to try and be on my level. You need to try and beat me. You need to not have any respect for me. This is your biggest match of your life before your biggest title match of your life. If you can beat me then you can get Styles 2.0 Scorpio to suck your balls and fondle your Johnson for free while handing over the Eltie Championship to someone who gives a rat's ass about HIW." "That’s all I want you to do: try." "Try and succeed where others fail. Hell, you might even be able to take off my momentum going into HIW restart. Do what only one person has been able to do this year: pin my shoulders to the mat." "See, I’m living in a big brick house. I’m a fat ass pig. I’m stuck up, I leave tracks all over the place, and I eat a lot. You’re a big ass wolf with intentions of taking down my impenetrable wall. Hell, you’ll be one of the many wolves to try and take down my house. You’ll knock and I won’t answer. You’ll huff and puff and try and blow down my house. Then, after about an hour I’ll get pissed off and just like all the other wolves that have come this way, I’ll open the door and let you get a taste of what it’s like to be a fat ass pig in the land of wolves and I’ll slit your throat and eat your remains." "Oh, I guess I didn’t mention I eat a lot of wolves." "Lace up your boots and try and contemplate what you’re about to face. Talk to yourself about bringing your best game out there against me. Hit a few lockers to get your adrenaline pumping. Take pictures of the Shit I produce in my private Toilet, As you stand in the ring and I walk down the ramp looking at you, begin to get scared. Being to rethink every strategy you thought would work. Take the thoughts of trying to make this the fight of your life and throw it out the window. Then when I get in the ring, you’ll fall like you were possessed by the Holy Ghost." "Don’t try and beat me, Matt. You don’t want to beat me but I want to beat you. I want to beat you to teach you what you did wrong to fail this ‘test’. I want to beat you not because I enjoy it, which I do, but to prove a point. I don’t care if you want to beat me or if you don’t want to beat me. There is no stopping ME. There is no stopping the greatest wrestler to ever enter HIW, Hell I'm the only keeping this shit hole alive, once I live it'll be like pulling the plug on this place. There is no stopping greatness at its prime." "Eric Young? You're mentioning Eric Young, better be ready for a protest from the 'Busta Fan Club' But you won't get any hate mail because you made refrence to a shithead wrestler who couldn't produce a promo worth a damn. Na, you see they love you. They didn't throw stones at you because you mentioned Shark Boy, but there were all lined up for me. It's the same fucking story in every lackluster promotion I enter, Happened in TEWF and it's happening here. Whenever Johnny Styles takes hold of the World Championship the masses protest it, they bitch about it not being fair, and they send out text message saying I go to far, I mention shit that shouldn't be mentioned in a promo. Like how Scorpio enjoys tonging down Greg Manix, or how Scorpio runs his talent right out the door. How he's a hot head with a ego." "OoOps there I go again, Looks like Busta and company well be holding there picket signs once this hits the air." "HIW is a joke, hell half the time the people in charge don't even take the time to watch are promos, they count words and take ego's and POOF we have a winner, Fucking Sad is what it is." "Guess that's why Matt Marvel over here keeps letting the world know just how many words he yapped about, Just how long he was up recording the promo's, and about how he should be nominated for this and that." "Trying to sway the corrupted votes, Face it Marvel I could sit here and blow your mind with the world's greatest promo's and you know what I'll still lose at Vital Signs. Why? Because I expose the world to what it is we are working for, and I slander my employee with the truth, and Ill be silenced, shipped to show openers in hopes I well just back out of my contract and leave the land that is HIW to die a peaceful death." "Sorry But I enjoy pissing you all off way to much to let that happen" "Back to Matt, now I've heard you brag about your accomplishments about beating Shark Boy Yes the Jobber with a stolen Gimmick...Reminds me of someone, guess that's just my S factor kicking in. Personally, I don't see anything in you that stands out. You don't intimidate me, nor do you frighten me. You need to realize this games changed. You were left behind long ago. The fact that you're being built up to be a superstar blows my mind. But all will be right soon." "You will lose." "Then you will leave. Just like how it should've have been. I wish I had beaten you before, that way, there wouldn't be any sort of confusion. You're a mere placeholder for me. Now i've come to get what I was destined for. My title that I no longer have because Scorpio decided on a nose job (WTF?). "It’s a fallacy people love to place on me. ‘Oh, you’re not a Legend, Styles.’ Or ‘I’ve seen better people wrestle that were actual legends.’ All these people have either had my boot across their throat or my hand around their throat. Either way, one common theme remains the same Matt" "They’ve all choked on their words." "Let’s make one thing crystal clear. I am not some rookie whose first federation happens to be HIW. I’m not a novice who hasn’t been at the top of the world. I’m not joking when I say I am The Living Legend. It’s just sad that someone misinformed you about me. It’s really sad, Matt." "You made yourself look like a fool." "What kind of man calls himself a Legend after a few short weeks? I’d have to raise my hand to that statement, Matt. You see, I haven’t been wrestling for a few short weeks. I’ve been wrestling for a long five years. I’ve been in and out of the greatest federations holding title after title. I’ve made records and then broken my own records. I’ve caused the strongest of people to cry in pain, bleed profusely, and whimper in anguish. I’ve put a dagger through the hearts of everyone I’ve faced and you’re soon to be next." "Novice" "Traditions mean nothing to me. Those who believe in traditions are those who believe in fate. Believing in fate leads you to have false hopes. I don’t want you to build up your confidence only to have it shattered by a fateful End Result. I don’t want you walking into this match expecting a victory because victories against Styles are far and few between. All in all, don’t walk in here believing in traditions." "You’ll leave heartbroken." "You should, however, really go watch some old tapes of SBK and find out how I do things. You could watch the match with me against Joe Santiago where I made him pass out and ended his tradition of winning another Championship. You can watch the match of me against Troy Daniels where I put him through the ring and ended his tradition of being undefeated in GCW." "See a pattern Matt?" "Still, I bet you’ll say something about how nothing I’ve done before means anything here. You’re right, it doesn’t. But to insult my ability makes you the fool. Next time you try and downplay someone you should really do some research. Next time you try and deny someone you should see what they’re capable of. Make damn sure that when you enter the ring you have your dentist, your dermatologist, your physician and your chiropractor on hold." "They’re going to need to rebuild you." "You make many claims about destiny and about legacies. You claim it is your destiny to beat me. You claim you’re going to use me as a stepping stone to create a legacy for yourself to prove you’re not a failure. Kid, if you have to prove you are not a failure then you already are a failure. If you’re having insecurity issues then you need to see a psychiatrist." "Oh, have them on hold too." "You see weather people call me it or not I am the Elite Champion. I deserve to be it. I deserve it today, I’ll deserve it tomorrow, and I’ll deserve it after the Vital Signs. You can sulk back to the back, kick over a trash can, and overthrow the catering table. But, don’t do it before I get back there Matt." "I like those little sandwiches they make." "This is the end complete. You’re walking into a war zone where bombs are already going off. You’re walking right into the middle of MY Manifest and without the proper gear you’re not going to survive. Don’t try and dodge the falling bodies, Matt, because they’re everywhere. Don’t try and save yourself. I’ll do that for you. I’ll save you from your failure and I’ll save you from your tradition." "By ending it." M"y legend will continue until the day I die. My legend will continue past Vital Sign when I end what isn’t even the start of your legend. Legends don’t fail. They especially don’t fail four times when it comes to the big dance. Legends definitely don’t contradict themselves. Don’t say you’re a winner but you’ve failed one too many times. You’re nothing to me Matt. You’re the STD of HIW." "Easy to get but hard to get rid of." "Now that's the quote of the Week My friend" "See, Matt, you’re too cookie cutter. You’re delusional and you’re insecure. You don’t know what you want and while doing so, you trick your mind into believing that you can succeed. You know as well as I do that you can’t succeed. Not against me, anyways. You’re never going to go anywhere being as insecure and brittle as you are." "Just… give it up." "In the end this is what it comes down to. I’ll bring my Elite Championship and you bring your spirit. We can go through this whole charade of cat and mouse until I decide to eat you alive. Then what are you going to do, Matt? What are you going to do when blood is pouring from your nose to your stomach? What are you going to do when you see the flashing lights of the crowd taking pictures of your final fall? What are you going to do when you look up and see your worst nightmare peering down on you with his championship reign still in tact? You know what you’re going to do? You’re going to fail. You’re going to fall victim to failure and the one who will be standing is the one they call SBK. You can thank me later or you can thank me then." "Either way you’ll be thanking me for your failure" "Just Like Jeremy Vaan" "What is it with you fools and counting the words you produce for a promo? I believe its a waist of time, doing that shows you have way to much free time, and doing that shows your trying to persuade the common vote to your side. As if we get judge on are work and not what we do in the ring." "I love it! Removing the bricks to the house of HIW one by one" "You can start Bowing Down Mate" "Tell me, Jeremy what makes you so great, I mean seems as if what we did in the past holds nothing here in the HIW, almost as if it didn't happen (Yea I don't get it eighter) So Jeremy tell me why I should take you for a threat? Why I should fear your name if we meet, Tell me, Jeremy, how my wife learned that thing with her tongue." "Obviously you’ve been practicing on the front office mates, like the rest of the active roster of 3." "Let’s get things straight here, Matt. I have never lost here in the HIW. I owed everyone in TEWF. Next Vaan, I was something in this business before anyone knew who the fuck you were. You came crawling to where I was wrestling. You came flocking to where SBK was. Why? You know deep down in your stomach that I will always be better than you. You know that even though you have one world title loss how many world titles have you won?" "I’ve won 8" "I will ask the question again. Do I know you? Who do you think you are running on my turf and claiming to be the greatest thing here? Do I know you? Who are you Jeremy Vaan? You haven’t done anything and now you think I owe you something? I do owe you something though. I owe you the introduction of the HIW matt. I owe you the mat and I owe you the right to look up at the house lights when you’re flat on your back. I will owe you a beating that has been in the works for over two years. A beating you’ve been waiting for Jeremy Vaan." "An absolutely destructive beating." "We will spread the word ‘absolutely’ Vaan. When I absolutely destroy you and I absolutely end all hopes you had of being the ‘main event’ and I absolutely show you how things are done in the big leagues of HIW. It will all be spread when I spread your brains across the mat like mustard. It will all be spread when the epidemic of SBK paints the canvas with your blood. You can all then call me Jackson Pollock. And I will give my last hurrah when I take what you all know is mine: the elite championship. Then what will you do Vaan? What will you do when your words are the only thing you have in the war? What will you do when you realize that everything you’ve said means nothing? Exactly, Vaan, you’ll shut your damn mouth and fear god like everyone else." "Now there is some buzz that folks in the front office have there panties in a bunch, they don't like my words, they think I'm pushing the envelope to far that I'm mixing people's words that they don't attend to be on camera and using them in promo's" "And to this I say grow the fuck up!" "If you fuckers can't take the heat then find a new hobby! If you can't take the heat about just how fucked up HIW is eternally then fucking fix it, or better yet close the fucking thing already. Its fucking sad when Beach Championship Wrestling has a more soiled production then HIW" "Its also sad to have a Owner mimicking it's Elite Champion!" "You would think he would have corrected himself, instead of still being the man he can never be, Yes I'm talking about the man behind the curtain...Scorpio" "Sorry Mate, but unlike Mike Myers I don't attend of carrying my Mini-Me around everything I do" "Just sucks I have to be the one that brings this to your attention, You should have stuck with the FroHawk look and ditched the highlights" "Look mate you being me was Cute when I was in DOA for the day, but now its played its way out, now I'm getting a bit aggregated you haven't came up with your own gimmick. And the sad part is you were better when you were original!" "You know the "S" Factor, that was good, the flying around the ring, the great orignal promo's all great, the countless tag-team championship you won, fuck DOA was the monderen day Steiner Brothers!" "So Why be Me? That's a question I would like answered...Why be me Brody? Why not stick to the S Factor look, why drive this wedge between what could have been the greatest pair up EVER?" "It's my World Championships isn't it? Yea I know I fucking Rock right?!" "Listen Brody, I feel like I'm beating a dead horse here, Three promos aired, all ripping you and I haven't even gotten anything more then a few folks whispering about how you really think you can 'Beat Me' Which is cute, the idea anyways, we already know you can't really beat me. Right?" "You Know this right? You don't honestly think you match up with me?" "Whats that you do?" "Ah fuck I new blowing Greg Manix and the rest of the eXperts company would get to your head." "Listen here's a number...Call it...and get some help, before you get hurt, alright brody." "It really does suck that Life's a bitch, and just like Scorpio it's my bitch" --FIN-- |