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Snakes and Arrows

XII. Snakes and Arrows

October 20, 2008
7:52 PM
Manhasset, Long Island, NY

We now open up to a scene that might very familiar to all of you, as you can now get a clear view of Maximus’s family room. It’s a very nice place. It’s very neat and tidy, it looks as if the place was just cleaned five minutes ago. You have a very clean and fresh rug covering the entire floor of the family room. With white leather couches pinned against the walls, and Laz-E-Boy recliner is smacked right in the middle of the room. Then you have a 58in plasma television that is placed diagonally across from the recliner. It seems as if who ever watches T.V. in that chair, must be a very happy man.

Then adjacent to the family room, is a huge hallway. Which leads to the front door of the house, the first flight of steps that lead to the second floor, and the kitchen. Then all of a sudden, a tall figure can now be seen walking through the front door of the house, and this tall figure begins to walk down the hallway, very slowly. We get a closer look and see that it’s a man that is walking through the hallway. Then this person suddenly stumbles upon the family room, and looks astonished by the great looks of the place. He gazes around for the next few seconds or so, then he quickly turns his head and continue to walk down the hallway. Then the man comes to a halt and looks over to his right and see’s that it leads to a flight of stairs. Then he turns his head and looks at what’s before him, and he sees a white door, which must lead to somewhere...

He told me to go straight through the kitchen door..“It’s the first thing that you’ll see, besides the living room.” Fucking TJ

The says, speaking in a harsh tone. Then the man pushes the door open and walks into the kitchen of the house. Then the man looks to see that there are two men sitting at a round table in the middle of the kitchen, as if they were waiting for this man’s arrival. The men that are sitting by the table are two men, one of them being Maximus. The other man, is someone else that looks very similar to him. Instead, he has shorter hair, and a neatly shaved beard. He’s more handsome looking than Maximus and the other man that walked into the kitchen. Then the man that just walked right inside of the kitchen looks like a white version of Kimbo Slice. He looks very mean, and tough. He’s very bulky, tall, and a has a long scruffy beard. The man that’s sitting next to Maximus begins to speak, in a low and calm voice.

???: Oh...you finally made it Andre. TJ and I thought that you weren’t going to show up. Maybe we were just going to start our little meeting without you.

The man known as Andre, is Maximus’s oldest brother. Andre then looks over at Maximus, and begins to speak in a brash tone, which almost sounds like he’s on the point of being obnoxious.

Andre: Did you? Pretty sure you assholes would’ve jerked other off when you were done.

Maximus doesn’t respond, he only grins. Andre keeps talking

Andre: I hope you know that Shane likes it when you play with his balls too...

Shane, Maximus’s younger brother, gives Andre a stern look. Maximus just begins to chuckle.

Shane: How would you know? Been watching my tapes of me fucking your girl?

Andre: Please...you’re 2 inch dick can’t handle my girl. She doesn’t like guys who are hung like 3 year olds!

Maximus then starts bursting out laughing. Both Shane and Andre look over at him. Andre smiles, and Shane just scowls.

Shane: Ha...ha. He’s not so funny when we pull the measuring tape out. He know’s my dick is bigger than his.

Andre: No it’s not!

Shane: Yes it is!

Maximus suddenly intervenes, cutting them both off. With a very disgusted look on his face.

Maximus: Whoa...you two have measuring contest?

Shane: Yea...a lot of guys do it.

Maximus: No...they don’t.

Shane: Don’t you do it in the locker room when you finish wrestling with the guys....huh?

Maximus: No...I don’t. I don’t do it with my peers, and I will never do that with my own brothers...that’s not something that I would feel comfortable doing.

Shane quickly jumps back in. Trying to defend his masculinity.

Shane: Don’t think anything of it TJ! Two brother’s can’t measure their own penis’s together?

Maximus just looks at Shane like he’s retarded.

Maximus: NO!! You fucking freak!

Andre suddenly breaks into a loud laugh. Maximus begins to chuckle a bit too. Shane on the other hand, looks rather embarrassed. Shane then quickly looks over to Andre and gives him a stern look

Andre: Shut up...let’s get to business.

Maximus then looks over at Andre and stops laughing. Then Maximus get’s up from his chair and walks over to the cabinet.

Maximus: Yes...Have a seat Dre. We have quite a few things to talk about. Want a drink?

Andre then walks over to a chair, pulls it out and begins to set himself down. Right across from Shane.

Andre: Nah...not in the drinking mood right now.

Maximus: Great, more for me.

Maximus then pulls out a short glass from the top of the cabinet, and then he reaches down to the bottom of the cabinet and pulls out a bottle of Southern Comfort.

Andre: So why are we here again?

Maximus begins talking while pouring himself a glass, filling it up to the very top.

Maximus: Well, Shane was the one that wanted to meet here.

Shane: Only because of the information that you gave me TJ.

Andre: So Terry, you start off...

Maximus then turns around, with a full glass in his hand. Maximus takes a quick gulp of the drink, and begins talking.

Maximus: Man, that’s some good stuff...oh right. Basically, you guys remember when my old friend Allen was shot in our front yard a couple of years ago right?

Shane: Yea..

Andre: How could I forget...woke me out of my wet dream with Jenna Jameson.

Maximus ignores Andre’s statement

Maximus: Alright, basically, we all know that my old friend Sean did it. He ran out of town before anything could happen. So recently, I found out from Dad that Sean was killed two weeks ago, by a man named Arnold.

A confused look comes across Andre’s face.

Andre: Arnold?

Shane: You know him?

Andre: Maybe...continue.

Maximus: Two weeks ago I met a man named Arnold myself. He seemed to be a cool guy...well nerdy more than cool actually. We had a decent conversation..well he kept on babbling about nonsense, until he got a phone call from someone, and went on a rampage.

Got very angry with the person that he was talking to, and then ran off. Came back a couple of hours later...at my front door, with blood stains all over his shirt.

Andre: So what do think? That he killed Sean...? Big fucking whoop! Better him than Richie...

Shane: He killed Richie too...

Andre suddenly get’s taken aback.

Andre: What!? What do you mean he killed Richie! He was the guy that killed Richie!?

Maximus: That was what Dad told me...

Andre suddenly turns to Maximus and a frustrated look comes across his face

Andre: You’re going to listen to that old drunk? Don’t bullshit me Terry!

Shane: No...it’s true. I got sources from other people to confirm this story myself. I even got the word from the Don himself...so that old drunk of a father of ours, wasn’t lying.

Andre then looks up at Shane, and sees that he’s serious. Then Andre looks over at Maximus, to see that there could be any inclination that this is all a joke. But Maximus shows no signs of it leading to anything humorous. Andre is in complete shock

Andre: No...no way man...Couldn’t be...drug lord Arnold?

Maximus: Yes...drug lord Arnold.

Andre then looks over at Maximus, and retorts in an angry tone

Andre: How would you know!?

Maximus: When he came over to my house...I don’t know why, but he told me everything....or just about everything I needed to know, in order to turn him over to the police.

Shane: Which would be a stupid thing to do...

Maximus: No shit...

Andre suddenly get’s up from his chair, and then aggressively slams his hands on the table. Then looks over at Shane.

Andre: Alright...you sure this is the same Arnold we’re talking about here? Middle aged, crooked nose, bad tempered, and pretends to be a jew?

Maximus: Yea...that’s him. Came over with the Yamaka and all.

Andre: What the...?

Andre then puts his head down in disbelief, and the wraps his arms around his head. Disappointed grunts suddenly begin to come from Andre. Maximus and Shane then look over at each other.

Maximus: Also, when I went to go visit King at Sing Sing last week, he told me that it was Arnold’s niece that killed Eric.

Shane: Well...that’s not Arnold’s fault. Eric brought that one upon himself.

Maximus: True...but the point is, Arnold has come up more than once with my encounters with old friends, who are bringing me up to date with the passing of my old friends. All of it fits when you think about it.

Andre: How? Arnold killed Richie and Sean, so what do you care?

Maximus: Actually I don’t...

Shane then get’s up to his feet and intervenes

Shane: I do...

Andre: Why, because he was your fuck buddy?

Shane ignores Andre’s remarks, and he’s looking more serious now.

Shane: He might not have meant nothing to you, but Richie meant a lot to me. At least I thought he meant a lot to you...

Andre: Oh no..don’t get me wrong. I loved that little fucker like he was my little brother..no offense Terry.

Maximus takes another gulp of his drink, which is now half way done. Then looks over at Andre.

Maximus: None taken...

Andre continues talking to Shane.

Andre: What kills me is that it was Arnold...

Shane: What, you in love with the guy?

Andre: Fuck you...and no. I do business with him. I get him his guns, he get’s me my drugs. We both have a mutual respect for each other. Just to do business and to make money. He has the right connections that will make me a lot of money...

Shane: So..you’re afraid to kill him?

Andre then quickly looks over at Shane, and jerks his head a few times, which makes him look as if he’s on the brink of having a epileptic seizure. Maximus snickers a bit, but Andre ignores it, and puts his attention on Shane.

Andre: Kill him!? Wh...what...wha....wha..why!? The man has never done anything to me! The man has done nothing but help me! Yet you think that we should kill him!?

Shane: He killed my friend!

Andre: So-the fuck-what!

Shane: Don’t be a pussy! You’re only acting like this because he’s your meal ticket!

Andre: That’s not the reason. You don’t really know this man do you? He’s dangerous and has lot’s and lot’s powerful people in his pocket. Then what about Terry?

Maximus suddenly jerks his head back a bit, for the surprised of his name getting pulled into all of this.

Maximus: What about me?

Andre then looks over to Maximus, and continues talking.

Andre: Arnold is your neighbor. He can come over and do anything he wants to you, and your family.

Maximus begins to chuckle a bit

Andre: What’s so funny? Why do you always laugh when fucked up situations come about!?

Maximus then sighs, and then begins to shake his head. He begins to speak

Maximus: First of all, lower your voice. I live a real suburban neighborhood. These people will call the cops in a heartbeat.

Andre then gives a reluctant sign of approval.

Maximus: Second...I’m not the one who wants Arnold dead. Shane does...

Andre: No...no. You’re missing the point. People will find out that we killed him, and people will come to you in order to get us. Like I said...he has powerful people in his pocket.

Maximus starts chuckling again. This only get’s Andre frustrated. He doesn’t yell this time, he just begins to speak in low and hostile tone.

Andre: You better stop fucking laughing...this isn’t a joke.

Maximus: Oh, but it is...

Andre: How?

Maximus: I thought I was the one that had lost touch with everything coming from Middle Village. It seems that you forgot that I have another old friend that’s still alive and well. Who’s not even near prison cell.

Shane: Well, he is kind of close.

Maximus: Eh...yea, you can say that.

Andre looks confused

Andre: Okay, who the fuck are you two talking about?

Shane: Stephen...the really tall kid that use to hang around Terry and his friends. The smart one...

Andre: What about him?

Maximus: He’s a District Attorney...a crooked one I should say. He’s one of the people that Arnold has in his pocket...or supposedly has in his pocket.

Andre still looks confused about what’s going on

Andre: Okay? What good is he in this?

Maximus grins and continues talking

Maximus: You see Arnold had Stephen around, in order to prosecute the people that Arnold would frame. Which the people would range from regular everyday people that worked for a living, going to the mafioso. The killers, the drug traffickers, the arms dealers...you know...

Shane finishes Maxims’s sentence. Looking at his brother Andre

Shane:...Like you, and like me. He’s been screwing over the Don for years man. Him killing Richie was the icing on the cake...

They stay quiet for a minute. No one speaks, for the next minute or so. Maximus is the only person who still has a grin on his face, and is ready to keep on talking.

Maximus: So with Arnold using Stephen, to put away honest and hard working people, is just pissing him off. He doesn’t like the fact that Arnold is using him. Then Stephen also told me that all of the other people that Arnold has in his pocket...

Shane: Or thinks he has in his pocket...

Maximus: Are fed up with him...really fed up with him.

Andre: What makes you so sure about all of this?

Shane: Because you stupid cunt...

Andre then quickly turns his head towards Shane

Shane: I know the people who are fed up with him. The Don has dealings with Arnold all of the time. That’s he allowed Arnold to kill Richie, because the Don trusted him...in a way. In the end, the Don realized that Arnold was screwing us over. He was screwing everyone over. We know the people that Arnold deals with, and they have no problem with ending his life. And the Don gave me the green light to go ahead and do the job.

Maximus then begins to speak in an unfazed, and tiring tone.

Maximus: He just so happens to live across the street from me...lucky me.

Shane then looks over at Maximus, and Shane looks over at Andre. Maximus takes one last gulp of his drink and places it down on the table. Andre then looks over at Shane, and they both lock eyes with each other.

Shane: So, you with me on this? You gonna do this with me?

Andre then begins to look back and forth, between Maximus and Shane.

Andre: I...I...don’t...

Maximus begins to chuckle a bit, and begins to speak in a upbeat tone

Maximus: Hurry up, Shane doesn’t have all day.

Andre then takes a deep breath, and then turns to look at Shane dead in the eyes.

Andre: Alright...I’m in. Let’s go kill that snake bastard.

Shane looks pleased with this answer, but Maximus just grins and stand still.

Shane: Hell yea! That’s what I’m talking about bro!

Shane then walks over to Andre and slaps him a high five. Andre doesn’t look too pleased about his final decision, but he does seem to be a little bit content though. With both brothers close and showing each other affection, Maximus is the only one that’s standing behind them both, with a grin on his face. Then Maximus begins to talk.

Maximus: I don’t mean to interrupt this festival of brotherly love...

Shane: Hey TJ, you’re our brother too, come on in and let’s give a group hug!

Maximus: No thanks...not my thing.

Andre: It’s all because of you we’re going to go through with this whole thing.

Maximus: If you say so...but that’s the problem.

Both Shane and Andre both let go of each other. Then they both begin to look focused, putting their attention towards Maximus.

Andre: What’s the problem?

Maximus: It’s simple...how are you two going to go about doing this?

Shane: Well...uh...I didn’t really think about that.

Maximus then begins to chuckle once again

Maximus: Alright then...I’ll leave you two to think about that....I’m going to go take a piss.

With that said, both Shane and Andre, grab a seat and sit down at the table. Maximus then turns around and walks out of his kitchen, which takes him straight into the big hallway. Maximus then makes a right turn and walks a few feet, and reaches the bathroom. Maximus turns on the light, and enters the bathroom, and stops in front of the mirror. Maximus looks at his reflection and begins to grin. He then puts his head down on the sink, and suddenly goes into deep thought...

XIII. United Abomination

Hm...it seems as if I’ve created a bit of controversy last week, revolving my match with Roxy Nova and Zach Rizza. Yes...I said something that was derogatory towards my opponent, Roxy Nova, and I said in a crude manner. Doing that caused a lot of problems backstage with the people, and especially Roxy herself. There’s no need for me to go into detail for what was said, and what has happened, because it is obvious that everyone knows what went down, and how it was all settled. Really and truly, I was deeply sorry for offending Roxy personally, and I didn’t mean for it to go down that way. I was only doing what was best for business...and it worked to some degree. As it made people really believe that I was maliciously attacking Roxy because of her sexuality...which is just retarded to me.

But I wasn’t surprised, as I know for fact that half of the people on the roster are retarded.

No need for me to mention names...but let me just make one thing clear about something. I don’t give a fuck about anyone in this company at all! So I can careless about what everyone does in their personal lives, who they fuck, what they fuck, and where they sleep at night. I really don’t give a shit. So Roxy’s sexual orientation doesn’t faze me in the slightest bit, as I don’t give two shits about it. So I think you guys should get the idea that I have no problem with her being a lesbian. She could do whatever she wants, when she wants, and honestly I can care less. So I wasn’t going after her personally, and putting it out there I’m just an ignorant bigot. Who thinks that everyone who supports the rainbow flag should be sent to concentration camps and be exterminated. That’s just how everyone’s reaction towards this whole situation felt to me. The word itself just came out the way it did, as I was caught up in the moment...that’s all. You don’t believe it, then you can simply go and fuck yourself.

And for those of you out there who knew that I didn’t really mean anything by it...thank you. As you all know that it was all done out of the interest of business.

To those of you who thought I was being an asshole...fuck you. You all can go choke on a dick with AIDS on the tip. I’m directing that towards anyone, and everyone who has a problem with me...and I seriously mean it.

So after that last comment, I hope it stirs up some more controversy. As it seems right now, I’m somehow bringing about controversy. No matter how much I try to keep a low-profile, and try get away from negative attention, it just somehow makes it’s way towards me...and I’m really getting sick and tired of it. So what do I do? Sit here and bitch about it? No...that’s not what I’m going to do. Sit here and cry and let my new nickname truly go from Maxi-pad’s to Maxi-puss? I don’t think so. I finally came to the conclusion that I’m just going to have to embrace the negative attention that I will receive in the future, and I don’t care who it comes from. Whatever it is I do or say, that might offend someone, then that’s just too fucking bad. Your all just going to have to deal with it. If anyone doesn’t like it...then everyone can just kiss my ass.

It’s funny though...as I normally switch from uninteresting and boring Maximus, to the guy that everyone thinks is an asshole. Maybe everyone can finally find some new to say about me. Because really that is all they have right now right? Of course they do...what else can people say about me, negatively? Nothing...absolutely nothing. Whatever peoples opinions are of me, it doesn’t mean jack shit! Because it’s just coming out of their feeble, ignorant minds. Which only makes me laugh as I watch them run amuck, thinking their doing something of value for the company.

But what am I doing that’s so great?

I’m performing at my best week in and week out...that’s what the fuck I’m doing. Maybe some of you should try it. It really works out in the end for you. It makes people not like you, and think of you in a different way than most. Which is all fine and dandy, as it only matters what you think of yourself. As for me...I think I’m one of the best that the XWF has right now. Sure, I might not be the World Champion, or Universal Champion, but I know for a fact I have what it takes to be both. I know for a fact that I can handle both task without too much difficulty, and make myself and my peers proud of what I can do as the true top dog of the company. But I’m not their right now, as I’m only just a second tier champion...a second tier champion that is better than everyone in the entire company.

I am comfortable where I am right now as the Canadian Champion. I love this title more than any other championship belt I’ve held throughout my entire career. It made me upset when I found out that this title was no longer respected amongst the XWF roster. But in due time, as I continue to hold this title, and defend it graciously, everyone will respect this championship title once again. Make no mistake about that. So Spice can come at me with everything that he has for this Sunday, but I promise you...it won’t be enough to take this title away from me.

It’s all just a shame as to how many people believe that I was handed this title...but then again I beat Chad for it. So you can basically say it was handed over to me. Some might say that I don’t deserve to hold this title...then again did either of the last Champions did? After they showed how much respect that they had for the title...which was very minimal. I know for a fact that I’m doing a better job than all of those men combined, and I will continue to do so, until the day I feel that it’s time for me to move on.

So have I gotten to where I am because I just the popular guy? No...as far as I’m concerned, all the real popular people are the ones who are headlining every single event that the company dishes out. I’m obviously not one of those people, who everyone sees on a weekly basis in the main event, then half-assing once I get there.

Am I where I am because I was on my knees blowing off Jon to get my spot? Hell fucking no! I don’t think people know this, but I really don’t like Jon very much. I stay away from him, and he stays away from me. I don’t ask him for anything, and he knows what I can do. That’s why he’s the one that always asks me to comeback when ever I depart from the company...I guess that means something. But it doesn’t what others might have been speculating about me. So I just wanted to clear that up before I move on.

So now it seems that I’m facing yet another member of the Prophecy, and quite frankly I’m not too amused by this opponent of mine. As we all know that this person is just in the Prophecy because her boyfriend is there. With out James Raven, cute little Mia, would be nothing more than just a pretty face here in the XWF. Sure, she has some skill in the ring, but her skills only take her so far. Which doesn’t bring her anywhere near the magnitude that the rest of her stablemates posses. Having this match with Mia should be an interesting though. As I can finally see what truly makes the Prophecy so special.

I’ve already taken on Centurion and Roxy. Impressive as they both were in our encounters, it seems that those two only got over on me by pure luck. I was upset about my lost last week...why oh why did C2 had to partner me up with Sam Hain, I will never know. Trying to help him allowed Roxy to come in and catch me off guard...that’s just the way how I saw it. I slipped up, and now there’s another lost on my record, thanks to the Foxy Ms. Roxy. In time, she and I will meet again. When it happens the results will be much different...I promise you that.

Then wit Zach not even being a member of the Prophecy, it still makes him look like an even bigger dickhead for fighting along side of them. He was the main one who went on and said that I was a nobody, and then look what had happened to him. The ever so popular “Big Tyme” got his ass handed to him by a nobody...how great it must’ve been for him.

Then the World Champion and I, didn’t even really have a match. It was just him slumping down the ring, and then me taking advantage of the situation. My “victory” over James Raven was a fluke...which is something that is really bothering me. In time due time though...in due time. But I guess Mia will have to do for now.

Going from Roxy and Centurion, down to Mia, is pretty much a retrograde. I have been looking forward to maybe facing Rage, Kore, Eric Andeson, and even Centurion again But instead I get Mia...and I’m not too excited about facing her. Just as much as I was excited tagging with Sam Hain last week. Getting in the ring with Mia will likely bring me back to my Impact days. She’ll just be another notch under my belt, but the victory itself, won’t really phase me.

So what’s a guy to do? Not show up for the match? No...I’ll show up for the match, and I’ll do what I have to do. So make no mistake about it folks, facing Mia shouldn’t be all that difficult to get by. I won’t feel too bad afterwards, because I really don’t give a fuck about her. She can go back and cry to James, and maybe he can do a better at taking me on. I wouldn’t doubt that for a minute, but if Mia is the one to give me a good challenge...then that’s something that I will have to doubt.

Her membership in the Prophecy only seems to be a liability to me. As I said before, her skills are good, but their not on the same magnitude of her stablemates. Is that all I can really say about her? No...she’s very pretty and naive too. Now that’s all I can say about her. As I have no reason to assail her with insults any further. And there’s also no reason for me to talk about her relationship with the World Champion...because I can really careless about it. Now if Mia wants prove herself to the entire XWF community, then she only has one thing to do, and that is...to defeat me. But the question is...can she?

Let’s wait and see...