_-Caution| ladies and gentlemen, you're about to enter the world of one Cody fuckin' Carson. Easily offended? Fuck off, before I traumatize you for life. If blood, violence, gore, stupid humor,religious jokes, sexist jokes, and a whole lot of fucking sound a little too outrageous for your tastes, then grab your purse, adjust your skirt and get the fuck out of my sight.
_-Pissed off Ranting| Whatever.
_-Till the end.|
Cody Carson sat looking out over the world. Well not really the world but Hokkaido, Japan. He was sitting atop one of the many mountains around the place. He had a red and white CANADA toque on. He has a pair of yellow sunglasses on and a red and white Canada jacket. He was in baggy ripped up jeans and a pair of gloves. I know what your thinking Cody Carson, poor ass mother fucker, how can he afford this. Well, he has a couple of friends that get discounts. 5 fingers that is. He looked like he was part of the Canadian Olympic team. He sat on the top of the mountain and looked around.

Hey Carson!” came a yell from behind him. Cody turned and looked behind him as a man dressed in, a yellow jacket, Oakley sunglasses and a pair of black jeans. He shifted his weight from side to side, coming down and turning forward stopping and sitting down beside Carson. “What’s up dude?” he asked as he lifted his sunglasses. Cody smiled, not knowing if the man has gelled his hair or if it was just frozen that way. “Earth to Cody?”

“Nothings up. I‘m just admiring the view.” Cody said looking back. The snow cracked and made the sound the snow makes as a woman in a pink shirt and a pair of jeans with goggles and a Canada toque plopped down beside him.

“Cody…” She said leaning over and pushing him with her shoulder.

“That’s my name.” He said, pushing her back.

“Leon, Can we have some privacy please?” She asked looking at the man, now know was Leon. He looked at Cody who just smirked and shrugged.

“I‘ll see you bitches at the bottom.” He said standing up and hopping heading down the hill, catching some good air off of a mini drop Carson had stopped just a little bit above.

“Bitches?” Cody questioned with a shake of his head he looked over at the woman. She was pretty. Her face with round and her Reddish Medium brown hair hung out from under the toque and her eyes were brown. She pulled her goggles up and smiled at him with her luscious lips. And reached over, putting her arm around him and leaning her head on his shoulder. He leaned his head on her head and put his arm around her. “So what‘s up?” He asked taking his head on of hers.

“Funny, I was gonna ask you the same thing.” She said looking at him.

“Nothings wrong.” Cody said, looking back to the city below the mountain. He took a deep breath and sighed.

“You just seen so distant lately.” She said staring at him, trying to read his reaction.

Cody glanced at her and realised what she was doing. He learned along time ago how to hide everything from almost everyone. Three people in this world could tell what he was feeling. Jalie Thomas, Seth Thomas and Carmen Dumas. Others might have thought they knew but they had no clue. “I‘m fine.” He said, the tone in his voice was strong and hate no hint of pain or confusion in it.

“Cody, you don‘t always have to be the tough guy.” She said, resting her hand on his back. “I know everything that has been going on the last little while.”

“No.” Cody said. “No you don’t.”

“Then tell me.” She said.

“Why do you push this shit so hard Jenine. When there‘s something wrong with you, I don‘t push this fucking hard to get it out of you.”

“So there‘s something wrong…” She said, catching it.

“Nothing fucking wrong.” Cody said raising his voice.

“Don’t you yell at me mister. You just remember all the crap I sent through with you.” Jenine was now glaring at Carson.

“You know what?” Cody said, raising to his feet and clipping the board to the boots.

“What, you just gonna run away again.” She replied. “True Carson fashion.”

This stopped Cody dead. HE was about to jump and start down the hill when she said that. He turned to her and the look he gave her made her regret saying what she said. “I Have never ran from anything in my life. Don’t you ever say I did again.”

“You run from yourself and you run from the truth.” She shot back, she was scared but wouldn’t show an ounce of it.

“How?” Carson asked.

“You run from yourself all the time. You always put your problem down. You never to solve them, you just keep putting them under that layer that you have.” She said, calmly. “And you run from the truth.”

“How the hell do I run from the truth?” He yelled at her.

“The truth is that you And Carmen have something great you stupid prick. Your like a fucking brother to me. You want back in the spot light not her.” She said calmly back at him

“That’s not what se told me.” Cody stated.

“Cody she fuckign loves you with all her heart. To lose you would be to lose her heart and she doesn‘t want to lose you. Just Like I don‘t want to lose you like I lost Josh and David.”

“You never had me.” Cody shot back, cutting her deep with his eyes.

“You son of a bitch.” Jenine Shot at him glaring with her intense eyes. “How fucking dare you?”

“Truth hurts don‘t it?”

“In one flowing motion she punched Cody in the moth knocking him on his ass.”

“Don‘t forget who was there for you when you ass got thrown out by Melory. Don‘t forget we the fall back person was for all you fucking relationships.”

“Hell, I shouldn‘t have shown you how to punch.” Cody replied tending to his busted lip.

“You okay?”

Cody smirked “no, I‘m gonna bleed to death from a busted lip.”

“IF I had balls I would tell you to suck them.” She said withj a wide smile.

“If you had balls you would be rolling to the bottom of this hill.” The two laughed and Jenine sat back down beside Carson.

“Babe, you have to talk to Carmen.”

“Why?”

“Because she‘s not happy with you coming out of retirement to step into the squared circle again.” She looked down at the snow. “And I agree with her.”

“You what!?” Cody exclaimed turning to her. “I‘m doing what I love.”

“Cody, you have almost died twice in the ring. Why risk it?”

“Because its who I am.”

“Why didn‘t you finish your book. And get out of that bum ass apartment?”

“Hey I have money to get out of there but I like it there. And I am finishing my book. And if it will make you happy I‘ll talk to her.”

“Promise?” She asked.

“You got my word.” Cody said and cracked his neck.

She smiles and then kisses him on the cheek. “See you at the bottom.” She said, turning an heading off the lip, also landing cleanly. Cody watched her go and smiled to himself.

He took one last look around at the scene and smiled. “Could this be the end.” He whispered to the wind. “Or only the beginning.” He bent down and clipped the last clip on his boot and hopped, hitting the lip with a little sleep he popped his knees and got a lot of air, not as much as Leon but still some. He grabbed the edge of the board and shot his arm in the air for balance as the cameras freeze shot him like that. They slowly fade to black.

_-Tomorrow. ¤ July 6th 2006 Vs. SFT ¤|

Some people ask me if I’m dumb? Crazy? Like the feel of the warm liquid running from the face down my body as I stand up to take another chair shot to the face? The answer is no. I’m not dumb, I’m not crazy, and when I’m busted open, I don’t like the feel of it. I do it because its part of my job. Part of who I am and who I want to be. I choose the life of a wrestler, it wasn’t chosen for me.

Now it feels good to be back. I feel like a refreshed man. Back in the day when I was first in SFT, I was just cutting my teeth into the business and I thought that I was better then everyone else. Boy did I learn the heard way that I was wrong. Fuck with Shawn Walsh treating me like his lackey and everyone else beating the shit out of me, I still don’t know why but it made me even more cocky that I was before. Every loss made me cocky. Then I don’t Know what happened but I just up and left. I was sick of the shit and said fuck it.

But for all of you that know me you should know damn right that I don’t fuck around. I get straight to business. And the business now is that I’m back in the flow and I’m ready for a fight. And for all of you that THINK you know me… You know nothing of me. You don’t know how much I have improved and you don’t know just how fucking great I have become. When I was first starting out in this business I sucked, And I’m man enough to admit it. But after six years in this shit, I have grown to learn a lot more then I knew when I first started out.

That old saying actions speak louder then works rings true for us all every time we step through the ropes and look across at out would be opponent. He wants the same thing that you want, the win. But this is where the boys get separated from the men. If all you think is that you WANT the win, you have already lost the match. In you go into the match saying I’m GETTING the win, you have a much better chance.

You all strive for greatness, its funny that now you are all striving to be me. That’s right bitches, I’m not the old Cody Carson that sit back and let you little cocks walk all over me. No, this fed needs me. This fed is a fucking joke. How is it possible for the Intercontinental, and US champion to be better then the world fucking champion. Hell the television champion is better then this fucking joke. Honestly the SFT needs a world champion with back bone and calls, not faggetish names for himself and fairy boots. You only hold that title because I wasn’t here Hardcore. Who honestly thinks that they can call themselves hardcore and people will suddenly respect you?

IF you call yourself Hardcore because you think it makes you look big and tough you’re kidding yourself. You are a stupid son of a bitch that thinks that just because he has a name Hardcore it means something. Guess what, it doesn’t mean shit. You don’t have a rep, you are no competition, and the only thing you got is that hunk of gold around you waist. You think the world of yourself because suddenly you are the world champion.

Guess what, We don’t think the world of you. In order to get any fucking respect from anyone in the locker room you have to prove yourself. I know that my past doesn’t mean shit here. I don’t care. I will prove my self in good time. But if you have any fucking back bone you might try your luck against me before you have another match and lose that fucking title. See Because after you lose that title you mean nothing. To me or anyone for that matter. You were once a world champion… But After you lose that title you won’t be a world champion you will be a former bitch that got the title because his opponent fell asleep and he stole one. I mean that’s how it happened right, because anyone with an ounce of wrestling skill would beat your ass in ten seconds or less.

But Before I get to heated up, I would just like to say, Cody Carson is here boys and girls. And unlike some fucking idiots, I’m not going to leave you with a warning. Because That just makes me a target. All I’m going to say is, you bitches have a good night because tomorrow is another day, and who knows, maybe you will get hit by a drunk driver or even worse a bus.

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