|
I. The Departure Part 1: A Huge Mistake?
June 24th, 2007 8:52 PM Tampa, FL St. Pete Times Forum Bad Medicine 2007 How dare that son of a bitch come out there and have the nerve to tell to leave the arena. Better yet, why in the hell am I not on the fucking card? This bullshit and I don’t fucking like this shit!!! He’s the one who came to me and said he wants me to come back to god forsaken place. He offered to pay me more money, which is what he has been doing for these pass three weeks. Well......he always pays well anyway. That’s something I can never complain about. I just don’t why I always feed into this bullshit!! “Hey Max, when you come back, I’ll have you on Anarchy. You’ll be the top guy there. I know you can do it man....I believe you can.” Wish he also would’ve told me that I was going to get some worthy competition here. It pisses me off when my opponent no shows. It’s never fair to anyone when you opponents who don’t even show up, literally. You don’t hear a word from them for the entire, as go on to do some trash talking to get me amped up for our match. What was the real purpose of me coming back this time around then? I don’t deserve to go up against the worst that the XWF has to offer. I should be up against. I really feel that I have the right to do so. “You’re not ready to get on Massacre. I rather see you succeed as the big fish in a small pond, rather than being the small fish in the ocean.” Well, this little fish has what it takes to swim in the ocean. It’s not like any begging will do any good for this matter anyway. It’ll only make me look pathetic, and stupid if I do that. Besides.....I have too much pride to beg anyway. If anything I was just going to ahead and prove myself on Anarchy. It would’ve been much better if my opponents were actually showing up. I can’t, and I will not put up with this. There are others thing I could doing, rather than waste my time working for Jon. “How DARE you come out here and attack these men like this.. TONIGHT.. On MY EVENT!” To hell with your event.....and to hell with the XWF. I don’t know why I ever had the desire to come back here in the first fucking place. Maybe it was the money......yea, it’s always the money. What can I say? Jon Brown does pay very well. I also thought that I was going to facing better opponents also. Thing’s can just never go my way can it? “You’re not suppose to be here tonight! I thought I made it quite clear that I did not want your presence in the building, and now here you are..” Yea, there I was Jonny Boy. Live and in the flesh. Beating the crap out of useless talent that had no business even being on the Pay Per View. I know he was looking at the bodies. Very brutal, I know. I could’ve done something worse though. I could’ve brought out a barbed wire bat, and smashed Mike D’s head into the canvas. Nah, that’s not brutal enough. Maybe I should’ve gotten some Kerosene and poured it on all 4 of the men in the ring. That still wouldn’t have been enough though, but I am drunk enough to do it. “Well, I was watching everything that just happened here. And I must say that this nobody has quite a mean streak. Too bad I’m not impressed with you at all Maxipad.” Too right you are Justin Jones. Normally I would take the whole “Maxipad” thing as an insult. I’m too drunk to fully function right now. I don’t need to impress Justin Jones, or anyone for that matter, in this bullshit company. The only person I need to impress is myself, and with what I just did, I must say that I am really proud of myself. “You see, there’s a reason why I’m here tonight and you aren’t. I came back with a DEAL I was brought in as the STAR of Anarchy! They are building the show around ME! You just showed up at the door looking for work!” Damn that guy has an ego. That Raziel is something else. Does he really think that I came crawling back to this place? He’s out of his fucking mind. Jon asked me to come back, by feeding me the same garbage that he obviously did to him. The only difference is that he’s taking full advantage of it. I wasn’t expecting to be coaxed as the “STAR” of Anarchy. Apparently Raziel is. He’s the one who’s been getting all of the good opponents while I’m being thrown the scraps. Funny how I always get treated here in the XWF. No respect at all. “You’re a brainless BRUISER and you’ll never be a champion here!” Correction douchebag, I’m a two time Hart Champion. And yes, and I am very proud of that. Never lost the title the second time I won. Show’s how much he knows about me. Then again who does? Maximus, you’ve already done enough damage tonight. Because of you, my damn show is being delayed and four men on the roster are most likely going to be out for the next few weeks. On top of it all, I have a main event to get prepared for!! Now please, the both of you get the hell out of here.....” Then what do you think I’m doing right now genius? I’m walking out of this arena and out of this fucking company for good. Out of all of the times I’ve been here, I’ve never been so disrespected like this before. Jon only cares about himself, and he has the nerve to call me selfish. Fuck his return, fuck this show, fuck the four guys who I just pounded out in the arena, fuck Raziel, and fuck the XWF........... Now we see Maximus walking in the backstage area of the St. Pete Time Forum. You can barely see his face, as it’s covered by his hair. He’s walking slowly, only because of the effects of the alcohol. Maximus then flips his hair back. And you can see sweat drenched all over his face, and on his t-shirt. There’s blood on his right hand, dripping onto the floor. Maximus lifts up his hand, and pulls out a huge piece of glass, that was the cause of the bleeding. Maximus shows no regard for the people around him and throws the piece of blood glass onto the floor. He then spits on the floor as well, then all of a sudden a man is heard from the far away distance, calling out to Maximus. ???: Maximus.......Maximus.......Maximus Maximus keeps walking. as if he doesn’t even here this person calling out for him. The distant calls grow closer and closer. ??? Maximus......Max......Max?.......MAX! Maximus a light then shines, from a street light, on Maximus’s face. He get’s closer to the door, that reaches to the outside of the arena. As soon as he get’s closer to the door, something pulls him back into the arena. Maximus is now pinned against the wall. Someone is holding him, pinning his body against the wall. Maximus’s hair is covering his face, so that he isn’t able to see as to who is holding on to him. Maximus then flips his hair again, and looks to see that it’s the owner, Jonathyn Brown, who pulled him back inside and is now holding him against the wall, and Jon is not looking happy at all. Maximus regains whatever little consciousness that was gone, and now has his full attention on Jon Brown. Jonathyn: What the fuck is your problem man? You think you can just come in here and do as you please? Huh? Maximus just stares at Jon with a lot of intensity in his eyes. Jonathyn: Answer ME!! Maximus then begins to laugh Jonathyn. This only builds up more to Jon’s frustration. Jonathyn: Oh, so now you don’t want to talk. Just a few minutes ago you had a lot mouth voicing your opinion. There aren’t any cameras out here to see this little confrontation. Now you just decided that you’re not going to open your mouth now huh? Maximus just continues to laugh at Jonathyn. This doesn’t suit well with the owner. Jonathyn then back off a bit, and then looks at Maximus with disgust. Jonathyn: You really think that this is a joke? I have four men being taken out on stretcher, and you think that it’s cool to just laugh in my face? Four men on the roster are going to be on the injured list now because of you. What great man you are....I’ll see you on Thursday. Jonathyn then begins to walk away from Maximus. Then all of a sudden Maximus speaks. Maximus:....Not necessarily, it was a Pink Slip match wasn’t it? So technically they are out of the company. So I was just doing this company a favor by getting rid of the ones who have no right to be here, and you’re welcome. Jonathyn then turns around to look at Maximus, who is grinning. Jonathyn: You did me a favor? Why because they were all just going to get fired anyway? Sure those guy did suck, but you had no right to go out there and ruin the show like that. You’ve delayed the time of the show, my time, and most importantly, you’re efforts were a total waste. You didn’t prove anything out there. The only thing that you have showed that you’re just nothing more than someone who picks on people who are not better than you. Maximus’s face get’s more stern, and his tone get’s even more serious. Maximus. Well, it would be great if you would book me in some matches with guys who are suppose to be “better” than me. If you were doing that from the beginning, then I wouldn’t have so much frustration to go out there and beat the crap out of four men, who are totally worthless to this company, to get some real action in this place. Jonathyn: Yes, what you did out there was action. But it was also a slaughter. Usually I would appreciate it when guys go out to the ring, pull a stunts similar to that, just to make a statement, but that was just pathetic. Maximus: So what are you going to do about then? You’re going to fire me just because hurt a few men who had no business being in the ring in the first place? Jonathyn: As much as I would like to do that right now, I’m afraid not going to. I have no need to, and most importantly I don’t want to. You have potential Maximus. That’s why I would be disappointed if I had to fire you, but don’t tempt me. Maximus: Regardless if you were going to or not, I’m quitting anyway. Then a very confused look the comes over Jonathyn’s face. Jonathyn: Why? You have a lot of opportunities here to make it in this company. Why leave now when your going to be getting a shot at some gold this Thursday on Anarchy? Maximus: Let’s be serious for a minute Jon. You really think that I’m going to stay here after the way how things have been going. Just throwing whoever in the hell you want to in the ring with me? You think that you can just come in and throw in a guy in the ring with me, who thinks that just because he lace up some boots that he can automatically call himself a wrestler? You got to be kidding me. I’m not staying here any longer than you think that I will be willing to stay here for. Jonathyn: Well then, that’s your choice and I can’t ask you to reconsider your decision, and I’m not going to beg you to stay either. I just think that it would be a little unprofessional to leave when you’re booked to take part in a program that you just help create some build-up for. Maximus: I know it would be unprofessional for me to do that. That’s why I’m not going to. I’ll be taking my leave right after my match is over with Raziel. Just so that you know, not to disappoint you in the long run. Jonathyn: Either way this is disappointing me. I’d hate to see you go, especially like this, in this kind of way. It’s just a terrible thing to see, but your mind is made up. And it is made up right? Maximus: Yes it is, I know for a fact that it is. I won’t come back saying “I want to stay” after the match is over. Once my match is over wit Raziel, I’ll be out of here for good. Win or lose, I really do not care. Jonathyn: For good? You really think so? Maximus: Yes I do think so. As far as I’m concerned I’m not really thinking too much about my last match for Anarchy. Jonathyn: Oh well, I can’t stop you, and I won’t. At least one of the stars that I have will continue to push on. Two bad it will only ve Raziel advancing in his career rather than you. Maximus: Best of luck to him, like I really care anyway. You basically wanted us to fight for the top spot on Anarchy huh? That’s why you really wanted me to come back. That’s why you were feeding me all of that bullshit in the first place. I came to that realization when I saw him walk around thinking that he was god’s gift to wrestling. It’s fine with me though, because he can have whatever it was that you promised him. Jonathyn: I didn’t make any kind promises to anyone. The only thing I’m doing here is giving people opportunities. You had your’s, many times, and now this time you just want to throw it all away. Which is fine with me, because at least I know that there’s a man here who’s taking full advantage of his opportunities right now. Maximus: Good, then I hope he wins the battle royal that he’s participating in tonight, and then we will be able to see that if he can go ahead and accomplish a whole lot more in the XWF. Certainly everyone thinks he can, while everybody else could care less about what I do. So me leaving isn’t a big problem for anyone. Not you, not the rest of the guys in the back, and especially me. Jonathyn: Like I said before Max, this is your choice and I can’t stop, and I won’t, try to stop. Good luck at whatever it is you choose to do after Thursday. Maximus: Yea, whatever man. Isn’t there a show that you should be running right about now? Jonathyn: Yes, there is. I guess I’ll see you on Thursday then, right? Maximus: Yea..... Jonathyn: Alright then. I’m glad we could discuss things over like men. Jonathyn then extends his hand so that he and Maximus could shake hands with each other. Maximus then in turn puts his hand up to show the cut that he has on his hand, from the glass. Jonathyn than slowly puts his hand down and then begins to walk away from Maximus. Then he stops, and slightly turns his head a bit, then talks to Maximus. Jonathyn: You should really get that checked out. Don’t want to let people know that you’re injured. Maximus: This is nothing, and you don’t have to worry about me Jon. I’ll be just fine. Jonathyn: I’m sure you will..... With that said Jon continues walking back into the arena. He walks past a janitor who’s moping the floor for the trail of blood that Maximus had left behind. Maximus then walks out of the arena and into the night. II. Kamikaze Wow, it was only a year ago when I left the XWF. I wasn’t even planning on returning here. But here I am, running my mouth to the whole world again. Apparently there are a few people who don’t necessarily like the fact that I talk a lot. It might bore them, it might piss them off, and it definitely might cause them to play a game of “Quotecrusher”. It was very entertaining to listen to what Drake Komodo had to say. I really enjoyed it, I truly did. Really, I don’t like to talk more than what I have to talk about, but I’m really not the kind of person who likes to get his point across in one or two sentences. I can go on, and on, and on, and on for days, and maybe some of already feel that I do that already, which is fine with me. At least I know that what ever grabs your attention in one way shape or form. So I’m going to try something different this time. I’m not going to go ahead and just talk out of my ass for the next......few minutes. I’ll try to speak out what’s on my mind for as quickly as i possibly can. Since it really bothers everyone. So where do I start? Do I go off as to how Centurion is fucking around, waiting around and not willing to retaliate about any of the remarks that Drake and I have said about him recently? I think I will, because it seems that Centurion is not in a good state of mind right about now. For the past two weeks, he hasn’t been at his best. Which sucks because, considering that he’s a Legend in this company, he should still be on the top of his game, especially since he’s going up against guys who really want to win this match on Sunday......Sorry, let me rephrase that. One man wants to win, while the other man, which is me, needs to win. I don’t understand why Centurion would try so hard to win back something that became Vacant a while ago, only to lose it just a week later. I hate repeating myself, but it’s what I have to do since Centurion hasn’t been around to defend himself. Which is sad because this man just recently lost something very precious, well at least I do. Centurion apparently doesn’t, because he clearly doesn’t have much to say right now, does he? I really thought that Centurion was going to be able to put on much more of a greater for me this time around. Why come up with that assumption? Because just three weeks ago, Centurion was the one talking how badly he “needed” to win our last match at Mega Massacre. He was able to move quick enough so that he could get the pin, which I was too slow to stop it. I know I’ve said it a million times before, and I’ll keep saying it over again. Until I win the Canadian Championship, I will never let Mega Massacre go. But now I know that after this Sunday I will get over it, because I know Centurion will not do it again. It obvious that Cent will not be in this match at one hundred percent, due to the reason that I have mentioned above. But enough about Cent. I don’t want to go on, and on about him not being to come out and defend himself in a big match like this. So on to Drake Komodo, who obviously decided to run off at the mouth with his “Quotecrusher”. It’s very original, and very creative, and it was something that I did enjoy. I guess me talking a lot just isn’t good enough for you and your partner James Raven. Well too fucking bad. I will. Talk the way. I want to. Talk, and there. Will be nothing. That you can do about it. I don’t like to talk a lot, but I’m the kind of person who likes to get his point across by saying one or two nice words, and then go along on merry little way. It’s just not how I work Drake, but obviously you don’t care. Which makes it easier for to just keep on saying what ever, because as of right now, you have no other choice but to pay attention to what it is I have to say. Your going to wait for Centurion to say something? I know you’re not dumb enough to do that. From what I’ve been hearing from you, you do sound like a very knowledgeable person. You guys, The Tribe, do hold four titles right? And I said that you guys hold three. Well, stupid me for getting my mathematics wrong. I always thought when two hold the Tag Team Championship, it counts as one. I mean, I know that there are two guys holding the Tag Titles, but I don’t remember it being that one Tag Team Champion can go ahead and just defend one half of his Tag Team gold with out his partner. Then again, this is the XWF so what do I know huh? Maxfuckupdrakeallovertheringimus, just doesn’t know what he’s talking about. And it’s real mature and real professional to go ahead to insult a man that you don’t even know. I know I don’t have any problems with neither one of the Tribe members, but call me a pussy again, then I’ll show you what will happen if you decide to stick your dick in this, you come out with Donovanosis, syphilis, gonorrhea, herpes, HPV, and HIV. So please fuck with me, I dare you. I don’t know why we Vigilantes are being so fucking polite in this so called “war”.I’d have to say that we are more focused on becoming better than all of you any. Surely you guys think that you are already, but trust me, you’re not. You guys have all of the Championship belts in this company, but it doesn’t all but so much. Don’t me wrong, it will mean something, just not everything. But Drake Kobuttlickingaidsonthedipdicksuckingcumshallowinghomo, and the rest of the members in his Tribe think other wise. If I can go back for a second to when I came back in the end of may. Your partner James Raven teamed up with Krazzy Kidd. I don’t know why in the hell he would do something like that, but it was his choice, so whatever. He, James Raven was the holder of both the Phoenix Championship and the was one half of the Tag Team as well. Then Krazzy Kidd, was holding both the Tag Team and the Xtreme, big fucking whoop. Since they were on Impact, you rightfully jump to assume that they were the best on that show right? Wrong! With them being double champions, only meant that they were still second and third best to the Hart Champion. Who in fact was Hawaiian Hardhead, and to me that says everything. What good is it for you to hold as many championship belts, only to just have another mediocre and incompetent wrestler hold a championship that is more prestigious than the both of your combined? Absolutely nothing, and apparently you guys feel that holding three titles, yes I said three, makes you the best fucking stable in the entire XWF? Give me a fucking break. Sure Aidan Collins is great, Drake is above decent, and James is eh.....alright. But don’t get your panties wet just because you guys hold three championships belts.....yes three you dumb fuck. How can you actually sit there Drake and boast about how you defeated Kore and Centurion as easily that you did. Now incase you haven’t heard me bragging for the longest, you would’ve heard me rant and rave about how great I am in the ring. It really is true you, I also have the knack to watch other peoples matches and judge them for what they really are. Is that wrong Drake? Eh.....who fucking cares about your opinion anyway. So, from watching your match with Kore back at Mega Massacre, I’ve seen that Kore wasn’t even into the damn match. Sure he was fighting back, trying to make sure you didn’t fully embarrass him, but they guy was fucking out of it. And you think it’s cool to boast about something like that? You’re fucking pathetic, and then what you did to Centurion last week. Sure you won the Canadian title, but kind of effort did Centurion really put into the match to begin with? I watched that match also, well obviously I was, because I came out and made the challenge for this match that we are heading into tomorrow. Not trying to make any excuses for Centurion, but it’s obvious that he’s getting old and can’t really hang with the young talent anymore. Therefore, you Drake, being how great you are, taking down a man who doesn’t really have the stamina to keep up with guys like us anymore. When I say “guys like”, I mean who are still full of life. Not trying to imply that me and you are on the same level, because obviously we are not. Then you go ahead and take on Darkhan. Another who was useless to you like a cheap prostitute who was worn out from fucking low life’s like you all day. So of course you beating Darkhan was going to an easy victory. And yet you are proud of that too. What a fucking shame. This Sunday you won’t be getting anything like that out of me, that is a promise. Truth Until Death huh? Well accept the Truth that my victory over you and Centurion will the Death of you. Another thing Drake Kumdrinkingballslickingblizzardassfuckinghomo, why in the hell would I want to join The Tribe? I don’t need to be around someone as arrogant as you and Aidan Collins all fucking day long, and then let it rub off on me, like the bad smell Komodo Dragon shit, because it’s the only thing that seems to come out your mouth. I tried to be peaceful, and I only wanted to go into this match, beat you in the ring fair and square, then bring the Canadian Championship over to the Vigilantes. But now that Aidan is talking about attacking Lee, then saying how we’re just letting everyone “walk” all over us, then making a mockery of me, is making me go on the defense here for my team. So now we do have a problem, because I guess you can’t go around the XWF and have a regular match with just anyone. It has to be some “feud” behind it. Unlike you Drake Komefuckmeintheassmodohomosexual, I’ll make sure that we’ll be behind you guy to fuck you over when ever we want. If not them, then at least I would. I’ll show this Sunday, and beyond, that you cannot and you will not fuck with the Vigilantes. I’ll do it first by beating you in the ring, with as many pinfalls, submissions, and knockouts that’s going to take, to beat you for the Canadian Championship. Hell, you don’t even want, since you hate it. Then why in the hell are you holding it? Just to use it as a stepping stone to get to the World title? Or just to piss Hardcore Smitty off. Shit like that only makes you sound just like another sports entertainer who has no respect for the wrestling industry. A championship as prestigious as the Canadian Championship doesn’t deserve to be thrown into the Pacific Ocean. It deserves to held and to be defended proudly, and accurately. Just listening to make those comments about the Canadian Championship just let’s me know that you don’t deserve to hold it. You only won it because you’re just in better shape than Centurion, and I doubt that you’re in better shape than me. So tell your friend James Raven that I have no problem going out to the ring and proving that I am the best, because that’s something that I will be doing on Sunday. So just remember Drake, I didn’t go on and babble as much this time, only so that you get can the main objective of The Vigilantes mission and mine. We’re here to be the best, and we won’t stop until we do. You might think that you are something right now, but after this Sunday you’ll deteriorate to nothingness. And just like a Kamikaze, I’ll be fast, quick, and I’ll the job done. Even if it kills me. III. The Departure Part 2: Burning the Bridge June 28th, 2007 11:37 PM Florida, USA Thursday Night Anarchy The scene opens to a locker room, in the back of an arena. As you look around the locker room, you can see that no one is there. The only thing that can be seen is an open duffel bag, with clothes inside of it. Another thing that can be seen is that there is a bathroom in the back as well. For a moment there’s no one there, and there’s no sound at all. Then all of a sudden Maximus walks out of the bathroom in the back, and straight back into the locker room. Apparently he’s getting dressed back into his normal clothes, which means he just finished his wrestling for the night. He walks over to his duffel bag and sits down on a bench that’s behind him. Maximus then begins to take out the laces in his boots. Then all of a sudden there’s a knock outside of his locker room door. *knock* *knock* *knock* Maximus ignores the knock, and continues to unlace his boots. The person on the outside continues to knock on the door. *knock *knock* *knock* Maximus looks up towards the door in frustration. He then quickly responds to the person knocking. Maximus: Fuck off!! Then all of a sudden, the person on the outside kicks the door open. And standing at the door is none other than Justin “Raziel” Jones. Raziel walks into the locker room with a very satisfied look on his face. Raziel is wearing his normal clothes, as a oppose to Maximus who’s just now changing back to his regular clothes. And Anarchy ended over an hour ago. Raziel has the look on his face as if he just accomplished something really big. Maximus on the other hand just looks at him with his usual non-animated expression on his face. He continues to unlace his boots as Raziel begins to advance closure to Maximus. Maximus doesn’t take his eyes off of him as he finishes unlacing one boot, and throws it over to the side. Maximus then straightens his back, and then begins to speak, as Raziel stands right in front of him. Maximus: Is there something I can help you with? Raziel then looks down at Maximus and grins a little bit. Then he begins to speak. Raziel: Yes, there is. I heard that you were still here in the arena and I just wanted to stop by and say my “goodbyes”. Maximus: “Goodbyes”? What the fuck are you talking about? Raziel then begins to laugh. Raziel: I hear that after tonight no one in the XWF will ever see you again. I know what I did to you tonight was bad, but I can’t help it if I’m just that damn great in the ring. Maximus gives him a very dirty look, as if he’s about to hurt. Raziel continues to laugh in his face. He takes notice to Maximus’s expression. Raziel: Relax man, I’m half serious. I know you’re not leaving because of me. Then again maybe you are. I’m sorry if I caused this, but sometimes I just can’t help it when it comes to being so great. Maximus: I’m glad that you’re the only person telling yourself that. I was just in the ring with you, and trust me, you’re nothing to write home to mom about. Raziel: Says the loser of Anarchy’s main event, who’s on his way home right now. Not coming back again huh? Maximus: Maybe, maybe not. I’ll never know, which means you won’t know either. Why does this concern you? Raziel: Doesn’t really concern me at all. I’m asking out of curiosity. Going by with what happened this past Sunday when you were talking a lot of shit after you beat the up those pathetic jobbers. You finally get in the ring with some real competition, and yet you come up short. Very disappointing. Mind if I have a seat? Maximus: Yes, you standing there is just fine with me. Raziel begins laughing again. He then looks down at Maximus again, then starts to advance closer to the bench. Maximus clenches his fist as Raziel comes closer. Raziel stops for a second. Raziel: Hey relax man, we just had a match. Do you really want to get your ass kicked again? Maximus: Only if you want to know what’s like to get into a real fight with me. We’re no longer in a ring, and there’s no cameras here. This would also help get out some frustration. Raziel doesn’t laugh this time. Now he get’s a little more serious. Raziel Judging by your performance tonight, I don’t think you would want to go another round with me. Maximus: It wouldn’t be a problem with me. So choose your next words wisely or else my fist will be smashing across your face. Raziel: Hm....not willing to take the risk of getting hurt back here. I have more important things to worry about. I have championships to win, not sitting in a dingy locker room having a fist fight with a guy I already beat. Maximus: Whatever dude, what do you really want? Obviously I’m not in the right frame of mind to be dealing with an asshole like you. I’m ready to go home and get the hell away from everyone in the this fucking company. Raziel: It’s not like you’re going to missed or remembered anyway. Maximus then give Raziel a very cold look. Maximus then goes on ahead to start unlacing his other boot. He keeps on talking to Raziel though. Maximus: Well, I do have to agree with you on that one. As much as I don’t like it. It’s true. It just makes my life easier knowing that everyone here will just keep moving on with their lives and careers, not worry about if Maximus is alive or dead. And you’re an asshole by the way, incase you didn’t know that already. Raziel: Thank you, I’ll take it as a compliment. If you were anybody else, maybe someone who actually had some credibility here in the XWF, I would be offended by that. Really, I can careless what you think about me. Maximus looks up , and begins to grin at Raziel. He then finishes unlacing his second boot. Then he throws it across the room. Maximus then get’s up to his feet and get’s into the face of Raziel. Raziel begins to grin in Maximus’s as well. Maximus: That’s great to know. It’s funny how you think you can just barge into my locker room, and just having a conversation with someone you just defeated in a match. I’m glad that you can be so cocky, that you feel that you can just walk into my locker and start talking shit to me. When you don’t even know me that well. You’re either very stupid or brave, which one is it? Raziel: I don’t know Maxipads. Sometimes I wonder myself. I’m only here to see that you leave the arena safely, and that you don’t get hurt by anyone, or anything,, as you walk out. I don’t anyone adding on to what I’ve done to you tonight. Maximus begins to laugh. He then retorts in a sarcastic tone. Maximus: Well, I’m glad Razzie cares about little ol’ Maxipad. It really makes me feel so special.. Raziel starts to laugh out some more. Maximus then changes his tone again. Sounding more serious this time. Maximus: Besides, that little Superkick you did in the match, didn’t really do shit to me in the first place. It was strong, but it wasn’t good enough to do as much damage as you think it did. Lucky for you, I’m leaving tonight, so there’s no rematch in sight. Raziel: Even if you were to stay. There wouldn’t be a rematch anyway, because for one I’m getting a shot at the Television and the World title. It’s all thanks to you that I’m getting the Television title shot. So either way, I would way too high in the ranks to face you again, if you were staying. But if you somehow miraculously, and I put a lot of emphasis on miraculously, then maybe a rematch between you and I can happen. Since you’re leaving, I guess we won’t be able to engage in any shenanigans in the near future. Sucks for you dude..... Maximus then looks down for a minute and still holds a grin on his face. He begins to chuckle a bit, and then he looks up towards Raziel square in the eye. Maximus: Look dude, you have no idea who you’re talking to. You only won this match because I saw no point putting out my best, because I already knew that facing you was going to be my last match. Why put in the full effort going against you, beating you, then not having the Television Champion to face anyone? Now if you did beat me at my best, then I you can fully brag about your victory tonight. So how stupid do you feel right now? Raziel’s grin doesn’t come off of his face. His eyes is still locked into Maximus’s Raziel: Not stupid enough. You can say what ever you want to make yourself feel better by coming up with lame excuses as to why you lost tonight. Maximus: It’s no excuse Raziel, this is the truth. Maybe if I come back, and I put a lot of emphasis on the maybe, then I guess you wouldn’t have a problem with you and I had a little rematch? I know I would cool with that? Raziel: And so will I. It’s always better to beat a man twice rather than once. Maximus: That much I can agree with. If we do get lucky and meet in the ring again one day. You don’t defeat me that I promise you. Raziel: If you think so, but I know that I will defeat you with out a problem. Just remember this though Max, this is the XWF. A lot of things can change while your gone. Things can become chaotic, things can become magnificent, there might even be an establishment of Order. So if I were you, I would think twice about coming back, if you do decide to. With me as the best in this company, I’m sure that there will be Order. An evil smile then comes across the face of Raziel. Maximus looks at him with a very confused look. He’s not intimidated by this at all. He just stands there in front of him in silence for a few seconds. Then he continues to talk. Maximus: Whatever Order that you might have or posses, I’m sure it wouldn’t mean a thing. Anyway dude, I hope you enjoy your title reigns, if you when your matches. Raziel: What do you mean “if”. You men when I win. Come on Maxipads, you’re talking to one cocky motherfucker here. Maximus: That you are. I really appreciate the visit nonetheless, we should do this again one day. But I have a strong feeling that we will. Raziel then begins to laugh. He suddenly stops as he looks at Maximus’s face and see’s that he doesn’t find this to be humorous. Raziel: I wouldn’t bet on it, but this is the XWF. Anything can happen here, who knows, you just might comeback one day. Maximus then grins himself. Maximus: I wouldn’t bet on that either. Now I don’t mean to be rude, but please, get the fuck out so I can finish getting dressed. Raziel: Not very nice person are you? Maximus: Neither are you, so why do you care? Raziel: I don’t, but if you had any manners at all then you would at least say please. Maximus just looks at him for a split second. His facial expression goes back to being non-animated, and the tone in his voice sounds dry. Maximus: Get the fuck out..... Raziel suddenly begins to chuckle. He then turns around to walk away, turning his back on Maximus. Raziel walks out of the locker room very slowly, but he reaches the door at reasonable time. Then he stops and turns his head to the left. It looks as if he’s about to say something else, but he doesn’t do so. He just grins and continues to walk out of the locker and into the hallway. Maximus just sits back down on the bench and finished getting undressed out of his ring attire. He then looks up at to the ceiling of the locker room. Then he looks over to the left and looks at the XWF logo. Maximus takes a deep breath and exhales, then leans back to the walls. He looks at the ceiling one more time, wondering if he’ll ever be back in an XWF locker room again........ |