_-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| I would just like to say... HI. LOL.
_-Don't Wanna miss a thing.|
The cameras fade in to a party at the Carson apartment. People at all dancing to the music blasting from the brand new stereo celebrating Carson first win in the SFT since his return. Beer on the house. But the hosts of the party are no where to be found. Carmen Dumas and Cody Carson are no where. Suddenly there is a loud Cheer for Carson as an orange Datsun Truck pulls into the parking lot. Cody Revs the engine and Then Cranks the wheel Doing a donut and laying the rubber. The truck swings up onto two wheels and he finally stops. The Truck in all isn’t that good but the engine on it is amazing. The tailgate is broken open and the paint job isn’t to shit hot. You can see the dots of Spay paint where its been touched up. The drives door opens and Carmen Dumas steps out. Cody pulls himself out the window of the Passengers Side and smiles.

“Nice babe.” Cody said looking at the Rubber on the parking lot asphalt.

Carmen shrugs and returns the smile. “You said have fun.”

Carmen and Cody both move to tail grate and unlatch the bungee cords holding the cases of beer and other alcohol in. “More beers here!” Carson yells and people flood to the truck. Cody walks up the stairs holding Carmen’s hand and pulling her through the sea of people everyone giving him a pat on the back as he goes by. The get top the door of their apartment Cody has been given two beer and is holding them both in one hand. Carmen smiles and grabs one from him. “Jesus.”

“I thought they where going to kill us.” She said, as she took a sip of her beer.

“Lets put some good music on…” Cody said as he walked into the apartment. A pair of teens where making out on the couch. The Guy has his shirt off and a puncture wound in his back from the spring. He looks up and quickly pushes himself off the girl who looks over at Cody and also sits up.

“M..M..Mister Carson.” The young man started.

“What?”

“I‘m so…”

“Shut up, she looks cold so warm her up… But I swear to god if there is any love stains on the couch…”

Carmen leans over to Carson as the teens start making out again. “Hun, that couch has so many stains on it…”

“I know.” Cody said as he pulled the CD pack off the top of the fridge. He started to flip through it he stopped at one CD then shook his head ad continued. He stopped again and pulled the CD out. “Alas.” He exclaimed and walked over to the stereo, putting it in. Suddenly, “Best of You” By the Foo Fighters starts to play. Cody pulls off his Wife beater and starts to sing along, grabbing Carmen and spinning her off then pulling her back in. She giggles and then as the Course kicks in Carson starts to sing louder, getting everyone in on it. “IS someone getting the best the best the best the best of you…” HE sang and then in his jeans he runs out and starts tossing people over the railing into the pool. People start catching on to the game and starts to charge him and starts toughing each other over. As the song ends Carson yells in victory. He turns back to Carmen who is shaking her head. He grabs a case of beer from the cooler and with the other hand lifts Carmen up. She wraps her legs around him and her arms around his neck. The two go into the bed room. Cody sets the beer down then falls onto the bed with Carmen still attached to him. He opens the case and pulls one out handing it to Carmen, he grabbed another, opened it and chugged half of it. ‘Thunderstruck’ By ACDC starts to play and Cody smiles. “I love this CD.”

“Why?” Carmen asked.

“For one song.”

“What song?”

“Our song.”

“Which is?” Carmen asked having a couple into her not thinking clearing.

“You will see.”

“Not this one right?”

“Right.”

“Good.”

“Carmen, why did you fall in love with me?”

“Cody… If you don‘t know that…”

Cody sighed, “I do know. I was just thinking about the past. Everything I have done and did to you… I just wondered how you could still love me.”

Carmen kissed his chest and laid her head on it. “Cody there is nothing you could do to make my feeling for you change enough to hate you.”

“Good.”

“Out of curiosity, what brought this on?”

“I don‘t know, seeing all the old guys maybe I just realized how much I need you.”

“All the old guys?”

“Carmen, if it wasn‘t for you being there for me half of my career, I wouldn‘t be where I am. Look at me, I’m better.”

“Not because of me.”

“Hun, you had more to do with this then anything.”

“What do you mean?”

“You wouldn‘t let me quit. When I was out with my knee, you your sister and Seth where all there. But you wouldn‘t let me quit.”

“Is that a good thing?” She said smiling.

“I know you didn‘t want me back in wrestling but if you hadn‘t come with me, I wouldn‘t be the same.”

“Why?”

“Carmen when your there I have more strength. I have something to fight for. Now I know why Shawn Walsh back in RWA was so unstoppable. Before him and Brandi broke. He had something to fight for. I think Brandi and his love won him most of those matches. Maybe not seeing as he’s undeafted still but its just like EWO and AWA with you and I.”

“You won those with skill, not me.”

“No.” Cody stated firmly. “When I faced Lawrence Jarvis in the barbed wire Hell in a Cell, You where the only thing keeping me going. When I was bleeding and hurt, with nothing left I looked over at you, scared and worried for me at ringside and I knew I had to show you I was ok. I knew I had to push myself up and show you that I was going to be okay,. Even when I knew I wasn‘t”

“Cody…”Carmen started but Cody cut her off.

“Our song.” Carmen listened and it slowly started. And Cody sang. “I could stay awake just to hear you breathing, Watch you smile while you are sleeping. While you're far away and dreaming. I could spend my life in this sweet surrender. I could stay lost in this moment forever. Every moment spent with you is a moment I treasure.” Cody took a breath. “I don't wanna close my eyes, I don't wanna fall asleep, Cause I'd miss you, baby. And I don't wanna miss a thing. Cause even when I dream of you. The sweetest dream will never do. I'd still miss you, baby. And I don't wanna miss a thing”

“Cody.” A tear ran down her face.

“Lying close to you feeling your heart beating. And I'm wondering what you're dreaming. Wondering if it's me you're seeing. Then I kiss your eyes and thank God we're together. And I just wanna stay with you. In this moment forever, forever and ever.” Cody started to shake his arms and wrap them around Carmen. “I don't wanna close my eyes. I don't wanna fall asleep. Cause I'd miss you, baby. And I don't wanna miss a thing. Cause even when I dream of you. The sweetest dream will never do. I'd still miss you, baby. And I don't wanna miss a thing” Cody kisses her head quickly. “I don't wanna miss one smile. I don't wanna miss one kiss. Well, I just wanna be with you. Right here with you, just like this. I just wanna hold you close. Feel your heart so close to mine. And stay here in this moment. For all the rest of time.” Cody starts to shake her .

Carmen starts to sing with him “Don't wanna close my eyes. Don't wanna fall asleep. Cause I'd miss you, baby. And I don't wanna miss a thing. Cause even when I dream of you. The sweetest dream will never do. Cause I'd still miss you, baby. And I don't wanna miss a thing. I don't wanna close my eyes. I don't wanna fall asleep. Cause I'd miss you, baby. And I don't wanna miss a thing”

They both starts to sing even louder. “Cause even when I dream of you. The sweetest dream will never do. I'd still miss you, baby. And I don't wanna miss a thing. Don't wanna close my eyes. Don't wanna fall asleep, yeah. I don't wanna miss a thing” hey both softly and passionately kissed each other holding each other close. For that moment nothing could hurt them everything just seemed right.

“CODY!!!” Came a horrified scream from outside.

Cody and Carmen both could feel the horror in the voice and they both jumped up, rushing to the railing. “Holy Shit.” Cody exclaimed as he rushed to the railing. Under them wielding a shotgun Justin stood. “Justin.” Cody yelled. Justin swung the gun his way and pulled the trigger, Carson jumped back narrowly missing getting hit. He pushed Carmen into the apartment and told her to hide. In the distance Cop cars could be heard but to far off.

“Cody.” Justin said as he came up the stairs. “Cody…” HE entered the apartment, dropping the shot gun.

“Justin…” Cody asked as he stepped out from behind the door, raising his hand. “What’s wrong with you man…?”

“Their here.” Justin Said, reaching for the Remington 12 gauge. Cody Beat him to it and grabbed the gun.

“Who?”

“Them… They killed my men now hey are here to finish the job. Help me…”

“Justin.”

“Your with them…” He came at Carson and took the butt end of the gun in the face, then in the gut, then again in the back of the head. HE started to push himself up. Carson whelped him again.

“Stay down.” Cody said. “Helps on the way.”

The cameras fade slowly to static with Carson looking at Carmen who popped her head over the counter.

_-Just another Makeshift. ¤ July 15th 2006 Vs. El Masked Mecca ¤|

What did I say I was gonna do? I told that old son of a bitch that I was going to send packing with a ticket to heaven. And what happened? The preacher was squealing like the little bitch he is. Galahad Alexander, my advice to you is go the fuck home and never come back to the ring. You haven’t even won a fucking match. Just pack up and get the hell out of here before you get fucking killed. I went easy on your ass. I figured, respect your elders… Then I was like fuck that… and made you squeal.

Speaking of making people squeal, I have a submission match Against some fucking masked goof. What the hell is the SFT doing to me… First a makeshift Ric Flair. Now a fuckin Rey Mysterio wannabe.

Jesus

What next a AJ Styles of the SFT… Oh Wait… We have that in Sean lane. But enough about that has been. Back to my opponent. El Masked Mecca… What the fuck are you? A wannabe Mexican? Fuck I think all you need is a sombrero and a tan and you’ll be set you scrawny little bastard. Do you even know what Mecca stands for? It’s either a goal or an attention whore.

Do you think that mask makes you look more dashing? Because in all honestly it makes you look like something I seen in the circus last week. You look so fucking retarded in a mask. Who the fuck hides their face unless they have something to hide. Oh, I see you’re a stupid little bastard that thinks he can be called cool and get remembered for wearing a mask… Hell the only masked wrestler I remember is the Blue Meany and that because it was Owen Hart and that was how many years ago.

Masks are outdated and make wrestling have a bad name. You make us look ridiculous. You should get backslapped into the new revolution, and I’m just the guy to do it. You know, I always wondered what you guys looked like under those fuckin things. What kinda hissy fit would you put up if I ripped that fuckin thing off your skull.

Would you cover your face and run away like every other stupid luchador or would you have the balls to stand and face me without a mask. Huh, quiet frankly, I couldn’t care because I’m gonna make you tap out anyway. See, you have no fuckin clue who the hell I am, You stand there and think I’m all talk, but you know in truth, when my legs get wrapped around you neck and shoulder, you have no escape. You tap or get broken. Simple fact.

See, unlike some people in this fed, I like challenges and you look like nothing but a midget in a bathrobe with a paper bag over his head. But I have been proven wrong by people, maybe you will be that person to prove that there is some what of a challenge in the SFT. Probably not. But there is always that slim thought.

Men want to be me.

Women just want me.

God strive to meet me.

Satan aint got me.

But the SFT just needs me.

Cody Carson

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