October 14, 2008
12:22 PM
Sing Sing Correctional Facility
We open up to see Maximus in the middle of a visiting room. Sitting in a small arm chair, with his hands folded, and legs crossed. Sitting and waiting patiently...for someone. The visiting room itself, isn’t really crowded. There are quite a few visitors there though. As it’s mainly women visiting there boyfriends, or husbands. Maximus doesn’t care though. He’s just sitting back and relaxing, even in a Maximum Security Prison. Why should he be tense? There are security guards standing right by the door, with their guns right at their side, waiting for the inmates to get out of hand. Plus, Maximus was in jail this year before, so why should he be afraid? Actually, the question should be, who in the hell is he waiting for?
All in due time, as Maximus continues to sit down in the arm chair. Maximus then slowly begins to slouch down in his chair, due to the boredom the he is enduring at the present moment. Maximus then suddenly looks up that the ceiling, but that doesn’t help at all. He then quickly sits back up, and then puts his head down. All of the people in the visiting room look over at Maximus, for what reason? He doesn’t know, nor does he care. Maximus hair is currently covering his face, and he’s currently showing no sign of bringing his face back up again.
With his head down, Maximus falls in and out of his own consciousness. Overhearing the discussions the girlfriends, or wives, are having with their inmate boyfriends, or husbands. In between that, Maximus also hears the sound of cell doors opening and closing, and the sound of doors opening and closing, which leads to the yard where the visitors can enjoy some fresh air. Even then Maximus hears a couple of foot steps, some coming towards him, and some moving away from him. Maximus then hears a pair of footsteps that are becoming gradually louder to where he is sitting. Then as those particular footsteps get closer, they suddenly stops, then all of a sudden a man with a deep, but calm, voice begins to speak at the sulked head of Maximus.
???: Um...excuse me sir, are you here to visit Ronald King?
Maximus still has his head down, and yet he’s still talking to the unknown man above him
Maximus: Yes...I am. Did he come out yet?
???: Yea, he’s standing right over you.
Maximus then begins to speak, but now in a more cheerful tone. With his head still down.
Maximus: King my man! How you been?
King begins to speak, but his voice begins to stagger a bit.
King: Uh...wh...I don’t...I mean....you retarded or something?
Maximus: No.
King: Then why is your head down? Who the hell are you?
Maximus starts to chuckle a bit.
Maximus: How stupid of me, to continue sitting here like this. What not expecting an old friend to come and visit you?
King: What? No, all of my old friends are dead man.
Maximus: All except one...
King: Alright dude, you’re starting to piss me off, and I told the therapist that I wasn’t to get angry for little dumb shit like this. Now, I’m going to ask you one more time...who the fuck are you?
Maximus then suddenly get’s up to his feet, and wipes his long hair back over his head. Then he stands face to face with King with a grin on his face
Maximus: Don’t remember me?
King: Holy shit...Terry?
Maximus then grins a little bit harder as he looks at his old friend. King on the other hand looks shocked. Maximus takes a quick look at him and see’s that the young, handsome, and sometimes flamboyant, no longer existed. Especially in his eyes. Apart from the shock of seeing Maximus, King has the look of depression on his face. With a long scruffy beard, and long dirty black hair. King looks just like every other inmate, with a green jump suit on. Nothing out of the ordinary, except of his shock of seeing Maximus at the present moment.
Maximus: Surprise huh?
Maximus doesn’t even say another word, and King quickly pulls Maximus over to him and hugs him tightly. Then King begins to sob silently. Everyone in the visiting room looks over at the both of them. Now suspecting that both men are gay, for the obvious reasons. Maximus begins to talk, while King is still crying.
Maximus: Hey...this is kind of...gay
King: Shut up man...you don’t know how much this means to me. My own mother won’t come and see me.
King then let’s go of Maximus, and quickly wipes the tears off of his cheeks. Then goes back to being himself again.
King: Gotta be tough in here dude. Can’t let everyone see you crying in the worse prison in New York state right?
Maximus: I guess so...
King: Man...how did you know I was here?
Maximus: My brother Andre told me. Well, my dad told me you were locked up, but Andre told me you were here. Where’s Darwyn?
King: He’s in a federal prison in Texas...Beaumont I think.
Maximus: Oh wow...that’s terrible dude.
King: Tell me about it. He has it worse than I do.
Then King begins to slowly turn his head, looking around the visiting room.
King: And I thought that nothing could be worse than this place...
Maximus then looks down at the floor by King’s response. Then Max looks back up King, who now has a very depressed look on his face. Maximus then looks over at the arm chair that he was in, and then looks at the other one right next to him.
Maximus: Hey, let’s grab a seat. Relax yourself a little bit.
King: Eh...alright.
Maximus then pulls the second chair over, and King then sits down. Maximus then sits back down in the chair that he was in before.
Maximus: So...your mom won’t visit you?
King: No man...she won’t. No one in my family would come and visit me. The day I got sentenced, my mom called me a monster...her own son.
Maximus: Well, what did you do?
King: I didn’t do anything.
Maximus: Yea, and you just so happen to be wearing a that green jump suit just for the hell of it.
King then begins to laugh a bit.
King: Glad to see that you’re still a sarcastic bastard.
Maximus: I’m glad I am too. But seriously...what did you do?
King: Alright, you know Eric is dead right?
Maximus: Yea, my dad told me. Sucks, he told me some bitch killed him in his sleep. I always told him that a crazy bitch was going to catch him and kill him one day...
King smirks a little bit.
King: Mr. Mortale was right about that. She did kill him in his sleep. Then me and Darwyn went to kill her, and every family member that was in the house with her.
Maxim us quickly jumps up to his feet, in complete shock.
Maximus: What!
King then looks down and looks disappointed by his confession.
King: I know man, I’m terrible. But that’s not the end. We set the house on fire afterwards....
Maximus: Dude! What the fuck was wrong with you two!
King begins to speak, with sadness in his voice.
King: The bitch killed our best friend! What the hell did you expect me do? Let her rot in jail!?
Maximus: Uh...yea! That’s what police are for!
King: The police weren’t going to do shit!
Then all of the sudden, everyone in the entire room, looks over at both Maximus and King. Maximus notice’s things, and calms down. Maximus begins speaking in a low, but upset, tone.
Maximus: There better have not been children involved...
King: No...luckily there were no children in the house at the time.
Maximus then suddenly let’s out a sigh of relief, and sits back in his chair.
Maximus: So wait, why weren’t the police going to do anything?
King: She was protected...
Maximus: Protected by who? No dumb slut that Eric was fucking with, could’ve had protection.
King then starts to chuckle a bit.
King: Man, you have been away for a long time. This wasn’t any old bitch that Eric was messing with. This was the niece of some big time drug dealer.
Maximus: Why in the hell was Eric messing with some drug dealer’s niece?
King: Oh man...you’ve really missed out on a lot these past years. Let me start of from the beginning.
Maximus: No...please don’t. Just get to the main parts, because I remember you can just talk for hours.
King: Alright then. The chick’s name was Amanda. Came from a wealthy family. Eric, Darwyn, Richie, and myself, all joined the mafia. We were doing our thing, we were Made Men. Doing what we had to do, to make things work ya know?
Maximus: No I don’t know...
Maximus then suddenly grins, indicating that he’s being an asshole. King begins to laugh a bit.
King: Stop being an ass man...anyway. So Eric meets this chick, who’s rich out her fucking ass. We didn’t know the broad was a fucking psycho though. Eventually, Darwyn, Richie and I, found before Eric did. We warned him, but he didn’t seem to get the message. He was still going around cheating on the bitch. Let me tell you, this chick was in love with Eric.
Maximus: All of them were...
King: Nah dude, you know that all of that bullshit was lust. She fucking loved Eric. Did everything for him. Cooked for him, cleaned his house, hid his guns when the cops came looking through his place, got an abortion when he told her to get one...this bitch did it all for him.
Maximus: That’s not love...that’s stupidity.
King: Well, whatever man. Well, Amanda had had enough, and when Eric was sleeping, the bitch slit his throat. There was nothing that any of us could do about it....that was what we were told by the Don. But we let our emotions get in the way....Wacked her and the entire family. That’s why my mother calls me a monster. She didn’t know I was in the Mafia, doing what I was doing for a living.
Maximus: Well, we didn’t know Sean and Archer were either...
King then shoots Maximus an evil look.
King: Those two fucks...Richie killed Archer, but that fucker Sean kept getting away from us. He was connected to that bitch Amanda.
A confused look suddenly comes over Maximus’s face.
Maximus: That’s weird, Eric was banging a chick, who was connected to Allen’s murderer? You didn’t know about that?
King: No...not until we killed her. The Don told us that we shouldn’t done that. Now with all the charges that Darwyn had, on top of this one, he got sent to Texas. Then while Richie was on trail, the girls uncle got permission from the Don, to kill Richie. Then me...I’m here, and no one wants a part of me.
Maximus then get’s an even more puzzled look his face.
Maximus: Wait...my father told me the man who killed Richie.
King: Yea...his name is Arnold, the uncle of Amanda.
Maximus: Arnold...?
King: What you know him?
Maximus: Maybe...I’m not....I’m not so sure...maybe.
Maximus then doses off for a quick second. King then begins to snap his fingers so that Maximus could come back into reality.
King: Hey! You alright man?
Maximus: Yea, I’m fine. Just want to let you that Sean was killed two weeks ago. By who? I don’t know. Maybe it was this Arnold guy...I don’t know.
King then get’s up to his feet and begins stretching. Then he begins to speak.
King: Well Terry, it was sure great seeing you again. It was great to have come by and see me man.
Maximus then get’s up to his feet and faces King.
Maximus: It was my pleasure.
Maximus then extends his hand, but King suddenly grabs Maximus and pulls him in for another hug. King begins to cry silently, and begins to speak and Maximus’s ear.
King: Tell my mom...I’m sorry...Tell her I miss her.
Maximus stands there with his arms up, not returning the hug, and responds in an uncomfortable tone. Maximus then responds.
Maximus: Yea man...sure. Dude, this is very gay...
King: I know man...you don’t know how much this means to me. Thank you Terry....
King quickly get’s off of Maximus, and quickly wipes away his tears. King then suddenly begins to walk over to the guard, and the guard begins to escort him out of the visiting room. Maximus stands where the men once sat, and then Maximus begins to walk towards the exit. Now as he’s walking Maximus quickly goes into deep thought....
~ To Be Continued
XI. The Misanthrope
Just noticed something...all the people in the XWF that hate me, are the people who suck and don’t really matter. It’s no secret that Chad hates me, which is fine, because I hate that piece dog dick trailer trash too, but then I have that dumb fuck Sam Hain. It’s only funny to me because they only hate me because I’m better than them. They both have a hard time winning a match, against people who really that good themselves, and then can’t they don’t stand a chance against who are just simple phenomenal...like me. I guess that’s why they hate me really. Obviously they don’t see it that way. They’ll justify by saying that I’m “overrated”, because I’m uninteresting and boring.
Uninteresting? Yes...Boring? Maybe...having more talent than the both of them? Most definitely...
But like I said couple of times before, fuck Chad. Fuck him, and his new faggot ass job. And Sam can go fuck himself too...but wait, I can’t really say that so fast, because now I have to work with this for this Thursday’s Anarchy. Great...just fucking great!
I don’t know why in the hell C2 would partner me up with this douchebag. I really and truly do not like this guy, and his skills are not up to par with me, and any other wrestler in the XWF...well, except for the Impact guys, but that’s about it. I already had to kick his ass once, then I had to face him when he was with Daniel and Centurion. It was definitely a surprise, just for the mere fact that I wasn’t expecting to lose to Sam’s team. All because it was “Sam’s” team. He had ride on the coattails of two greater superstars in order to a “victory” over me and my teammates. Which was a complete fluke...thanks to our former Universal Champion.
No me personally, I don’t really like Tag Team matches. I hate working with other people, especially those who really that good in the ring. Most of the partners that I’ve had in the past have proved to be untrustworthy and selfish....like James Raven. Now I have someone really sucks, and can’t win a match to save his damn life. Now regardless of the fact that I hate being in a Tag Team, I do however, deal with it. When I find out who my partner, or partner’s, will be for that particular night, I usually look forward to working with the...just for that night. I can go and say a few names, like Big Shank, James Raven, and Kore. Great people to have as partners right? Of course they are...but when I found out that I was going to facing both Roxy Nova and Zach Rizza, only to find out that Sam was to be my partner, I just said to myself...”Well, that’s going to a new lost on both of our records”. Why say that? Because Sam can’t compete against Roxy and Zach, that’s why!
Now I know people are filling up poor Sam’s head with nonsense about how good he is...he’s decent. He can’t hang with the big boys, yet he’s too good to be on Impact. Everyone’s said it, and now I’m saying too. It is true though. Let’s be honest though, the man can’t compete with big names in the XWF...better yet, he can’t compete against the best in the XWF. Since he’s on Anarchy, he’s definitely competing with the best in the XWF. He’s much better off going to Massacre....and I mean that in the upmost offensive way possible. He can go to Massacre and compete against Reggie Fresh, O.G. Sampson, Shadow Warrior, Kevin Jewert, Marisol Hawke, and the faltering Boondock Saint...which is oh so tragic. While he’s there, he can have Chad to suck him off, and tell him how good he is, and what great of a star he could be, and how he wants him to stay here in the XWF so that he could fuck him the ass!! Yay for Sam Hain!!
I bet he really hates me now after that last comment...Ha! So-the fuck-what!!?
But oh well, everyone can’t like me, and I don’t care if anyone does. I just hope that after this match, win or lose, Sam can go and find his own path, and make it somewhere....just nowhere near me, because I’ll kick the living dog shit out of him, for a second time. Since we have for work together to get this victory, then so be it. I’m all about business, and business will be taking care of come Anarchy.
Now onto the opponents who will be delivering the onslaught to Sam...yes, to Sam, not me. The Prophecy members, Roxy Nova,...and Zach Rizza? Maybe? I don’t know, he had James help take me out last week, telling Zach that he had his back. Yet, prior to our match, James told him that he wasn’t in the Prophecy...hm, that just causes a little bit of confusion now doesn’t it? Maybe for me, because I don’t really care all that much for James Raven’s gang. All I know is that one of them can’t compete the way he was able to, the next is at the top of his game, then there’s the lesbian that everyone likes...I don’t know why, and then we have the cute chick that’s banging the World Champion...great way to get noticed huh?
Onto the vaginatarian, known as Roxy Nova. She’s a great and talented girl, who has made a name for herself, and is currently undefeated at the moment...wait, what!? Who the hell has this chick been going up against? How did she manage to stay undefeated for so fucking long? She’s the one who’s really decent, nothing all that special about her. Now don’t get me wrong, I’m glad to see that rookie has come in and has quickly became a household name as fast as she did., but there is no way in hell that this bitch could stay undefeated and face the best that this company has to offer...which I don’t think she did. I say “think” because, like I said, don’t really pay attention to this hoe. Just hear that she wins all the time, that’s all...
But the same could be said about me. As I just keep getting thrown trash at my feet by the powers that be. When C2, or Jon, or who the fuck is running the show, humiliates me by throwing some piece of shit wrestler, like Sam Hain, at me...I’m pretty sure that losing isn’t an option. So Roxy has to deal with the worse that the XWF has to offer, which is fine. I just don’t like that fact that everyone is sucking her dick, only because she managed to stay undefeated for ever since got here, for facing losers.
That’s the same thing Zach Rizza said about me...then I beat him. So maybe I shouldn’t, or anyone else for that matter, say that Roxy is where she is today because of her ability to destroy every single jobber in the XWF. She might be able to handle some real competition, and actually beat the top names in the company...but not destroy. Like I said before, Roxy is decent, not good.
Actually, none of these bitches are good in the XWF nowadays, and this company has seen a lot of great women come and go. You had likes of great names like Star, Kitten, Patience Pryce, Tomoko Hanahara, and Ashley Divine...and that bitch Ashley was fucking amazing, I’ll tell you that. Now, I’m not intimidated by Roxy and her undefeated winning streak, and I’m not intimidated by the fact that she has aligned herself with punk bitch who likes to hit people in the back of the head with steel chairs. Roxy might have heard many of the boys that she has faced here in the XWF thus far...but now she’s dealing with a man. A man who’s talent is far superior than her’s and her bitch ass Tag Team partner. A win is most likely in her favor this time, as I have no real help on my side. But after this match, Roxy will know what it’s like to face me. Something that her and the rest of stablemate’s will have in common. They know that I’m not a joke, and I’m not like every other pussy that she has licked, fingered, and dominated...like Sam Hain. Roxy is woman...and I hear her roar...
And I am Maximus...and I’ll knock her ass to the floor...
So no...I’m not worried about her at all...thanks for asking. Her rant was crap, and she couldn’t say anything about me because she really has nothing to say about me. And if she did say what everyone else has said before her. It would’ve only showed how “talented” and original she really is. So Roxy can get a penis penetrated up her ass, for the first time in her entire life. Dyke’s need dick too...dumb bitch.
Last, and yet most importantly, we have the great Zach Rizza...or who’s supposedly great, I should say. Now before I go on ahead and rant about this douche, allow me to recount what has happened last week on Anarchy. Obviously you all know that Zach and I were in the Vigilantes, blah, blah, blah...and last week, I just wanted to see if Zach was willing to join up with me again...apparently I didn’t get the answer that I looking for, and things went sour from there.
Now it sucks, partially, because Zach is decent as well, and he is a decent talent, but for him to go on and say that I suck, was just downright retarded. Seriously though, I just whooped his ass in front of thousands and millions, thus proving that I am obviously better than him. So if I suck, then what is he? What cen be more worse than losing a Canadian Champion who sucks? Yet no one has ever challenged me, because I they can’t beat me, so therefore, they suck too. No one has challenged me, because they are all afraid of me, so therefore, everyone sucks! Including the oh so “great” Zach Rizza.
Seriously...where do I begin? Last time I heard this man talk my mind was begging to slowly explode due to the use of, in the words of Justin “Raziel” Jones, “Massive Retarded Speakage”....seriously. Does this guy seriously know what, and who, he is ever talking about? First of all, if he wants to call the Vigilantes as being a training tool, then that’s fine. It just shows how stupid he really is. No think all of you need to pay attention to this, as I am about to become a teaching tool, and teach all you something.
1). Lee Stone asked to join the Vigilantes because he wanted to work with me, as he has always wanted to do so. Since I came back in April and I was doing well for myself, by myself, he thought it would be a good idea that it will help boost my career while working with him and C2. They didn’t teach me anything that I didn’t already know, and we all had the same agenda...that’s why I joined the Vigilantes. And that’s why I still have respect for both of them now.
2). C2 was already a Universal and World Champion. Him becoming the Massacre and Anarchy GM was just the icing on the cake for his career...man Zach is a dumb fuck.
3). I would’ve became the Canadian Champion with, or without, he help Lee Stone and C2. And Lee knew that, and he would’ve respected my decision if I decided to not join up with the Vigilantes.
4). Did I mention that Zach is fucking idiot?
I think I did, and I won’t say it again. It’s like every fucking man that become a Universal or World champion thinks that they automatically have the right to walk all over the guys who have yet to reach that accomplishment. I was just there last week to show Zach that he couldn’t be apart of that list of “greats” who think that they can. And like I said before, Zach isn’t great...he’s decent. He will continue to be decent, and he will never be better than me. He never has...and never will. He couldn’t even beat me for the Hart title. So now that he has become a Universal Champion, and I just won the Canadian title, he thinks times have changed?
Just watch what happened last week...then you will get your answer.
Besides, the only reason why Zach has way more acclaim than me, was because I wasn’t around to stop him. I wasn’t the most consistent person in the XWF, but Zach sure was, and he has been rewarded for it tremendously. It’s commendable...but not impressive. I said that the time haven’t I? Anyway...Zach has taken full grasp of his opportunities and made it somewhere...and that somewhere being the top dog for like a week? Something for him to tell the grand kids I suppose. He can also tell that to my size 15 boot, that will be heading straight for his ugly face tomorrow night.
So much for me facing a “softy” huh? I’m guessing that’s all that poor Zachary can handle himself. Sure, he beat Jem Williams for the Universal title. But was Jem fully his best while facing Beaty Boy Zach? I don’t think so...for some of you who do think so, then you are all completely retarded. Which will only prove my point that I have better In-Ring Psychology than all of you combined. Jem wasn’t fully at his best while facing Rizza. If any of you were paying attention to the match, then you would have say it. Then Jem quitting the XWF proved my point. So Zach’s win for the Universal title, was a complete fluke...rendering him as a fluke champion....yea, I said it!
I’ll be glad to prove it, over, and over, and over, again. Not by showing the tapes of Zach winning the Universal title, but only by simply beating the shit out of him, every chance that I get. So I’m just going to say one last thing, and then I’m out of here, because there is something that isn’t making sense to me.
I don’t know if James raven took notice to this, and I’m sure he will later on. But why in the hell does Zach want to join up with the man who best his ass twice? When he wasn’t even close to being a World Champion!? Has Zach come to terms that James Raven is better than him? And he wants to align himself with a man that he knows that he can’t beat?
Well that’s what it’s looking like to me, and honestly it’s very pathetic. I once thought that having Zach with us in the Vigilantes was really going to solidify our status as the best stable in the XWF. While everyone else argued about themselves being the greatest, we were actually going to go and prove. Zach couldn’t even live up to his end of the bargain, by getting his ass handed to by James and Blizzard....as for me, I had a draw with Drake Komodo and Centurion....so which one weighs out the other?
You guys can answer than one for yourselves.
As far as I’m concerned, Zach can go fuck himself, and that piece of shit Tag Team title of his, for all I care. No one wants mine, because no one can, and no one will ever beat me for it. Dare any of you to try....Spice Cunt? Yes?
Now that’s the end of my rant. From what you just heard, you Roxy, and Zach, have no other choice, but to be worried...Now fuck off.
