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Candy Coated: Reality .
Some
of us know the feeling all to well the feeling to be caged in all
the time, having no escape point. I remember it all to well when I sit
down having an escape plan nature but what if you're escape plan never
made it out the wood works? In my dreams I can't explain nor stress the
facts that stay still moving motionless thru time itself that us a humans
as well as gender being male have been corrupted throughout the millions
of years since the creation of man. The saying goes " Once given
power, you become a leader, once you're a leader you become given greed,
once you've met greed you're safest way out possible is death/ " well
my friend I guess you should start be lining that little highlight for
you're own keep sake cause it's true After some of the things I've seen
over the years any is possible.
But
who are we to redress such a topic as what drives men. Driven men want
power, money, respect form there fellow man do they even care who dies in
the process? A cold hard answer is written all over the wall they don't
give one damn about it. Truthfully I think deep down everyone has that
same overbearing grudge within them that can't be seen as a side effect until
it's to late and only way to find out what it's like to be the maker, or
be the one who catches the crossfire. As I am where do I stand, I 'am the
death blow the dealer who cleans the mishaps and sins but my name is
unknown I avenge when only needed to. And this is my story.
. Welcome Home . Part 2
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A great composure
“Hey
Machtan...Dude you ok?”
I looked forward, while sitting on the couch.
“
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“ I replied with out saying a word, still
in a daze.
Soon I snapped out of
thinking for a second, everything around me coming back into vision of
mental images. Looking around to see myself in the living room on a Friday
afternoon Only after sitting here for hours It came to me that I was
sitting here watching a Football game with Johnny and Carrie. I heard the
announcers, the roar of the crowd but couldn’t place myself back in my
body.
” Yea I’m fine... Just thinking... “
I trailed off this time,
looking over at the television to show signs of life.
The
thing was I wasn’t really paying attention to Real
Madrid
verses Real Marcia Football game on the television. I was deep on my
thoughts on the events that happened to me after I met with Jones as well
as the rest of this so called stable. I wanted to make it known body is
leader while around me just because I don’t take orders and it’s
harder for them to deal with me that I had my own agenda. To bad most of
the speech in front of the fans was fake because I wasn’t going to let
Jones and Jarvis talk me down. No I was the front roller if you will there
was nothing stopping me from doing so.
“Are you sure? “
called Carrie, looking over at
me on the love seat across from me.
“ …………………………… “I
didn’t mean to cast her out like that, but I had things on my mind.
Hearing the audio from the game distorted my thinking, I still
hadn’t picked up a battle plan for how to combat Blade on the show not
even days away. I could faintly hear pounding of my heart in my ears.
Johnny had reached over and patted down my shoulder, now my view
kept headlining my thoughts grazing to the television so I looked as If I
was into the game. I was temporally casted to a front view of the ribs of
John as he passed. I moved my head to adjust the minor viewing of Johnny
walked into the mini bar as he looked back at the game only as he was
fitting himself a beverage at the bar.
I heard foot steps that echoed down the stairs with that I got up;
walking towards the back of the house I wasn’t to into watching the game
anyway. Turning my fist was met with the inside of the wall I didn’t say
a word nothing escaped my lips but the sound echoed all the way to the
living room where everybody else was. Dropping down to my ass I crouched
into the wall laying there, the television sounds still buzzing about my
head.
“I think I better go see what’s wrong. “
I heard Carrie announce to the gang.
Ashley walked looking at where I had gone off to with a short shrug
of the shoulders. She then looked directed at Johnny who had then had more
access to seating back down in his seat not saying a word.
Yet again I heard foot steps that traveled down to my I covered my
head using my arms, eyes closed the door opened I could’ve just said
something instead I sat there afraid to go deep end on Carrie while I was
sorting out things I should’ve just left the house thru the door but
what would that have proved?, that I had no morals no couth as anybody
would call it to stick it out in the same room as someone else.
“Is there something wrong?” Carrie
asked me in the most concerning voice I’d ever heard.
“I’m confused with all this Epic stuff
I’ve been with right now Is all. I haven’t had time to sort my brain
or modify my thinking to case in question. “
“What’s so confusing that you storm out
the room all polite then come and hide back here?” Carrie
questioned me, as she dropped to her knees with a hand placed on my face
“Just how to change my directive. I have a
shot at some championship that is held as the highest standard for Epic,
when at the same time I could be well in fact stepping on toes. I don’t
want to have to be the bad guy when it comes time for me to win or to
suffer a loss I just don’t want to do it. “
“So you doubt yourself?” Carrie
extended yet jabbed me with her words in my chest.
“No, I just think that when you come into a
federation if they grant you what you truly want isn’t that harmful? “
I explained while exhaling some of my breath into the open oxygen.
“Use those talents and skills you have
darling to show them who there messing with that’s all you have to do.
Never let them seem like there winning the battle when you’re just
getting started. “
I pulled the woman I love close as possible then shifted my arms around
her petite yet loveable great body. She slid right into her comfort zone
as I held her, she smiled at me as we heard Johnny jumping up and down as
we both heard him we sighed as he came thru the back of the house
screaming. “ WE WON!, WE WON! “ I pulled her around to the other side
as she rested her head upon my shoulder.
We laid there in our little embrace as we thought about our future.
What roads of glory would I become adapted to as well the kind of wrestler
I’d become even if my best would only push me to become better? I had no
way of knowing when my limits would give but I would try them starting
with this stable, Jarvis and the rest of his groupies would see that I
wasn’t a man to take lightly if they crossed me. They’d be crossing me
as if they where to cross Epic’s own boss. And so I sighed with no more
to say I left myself with Her laying there for awhile.
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Day Out
“Well
that’s just something well have to work out. “
I looked towards Carrie who had a duffle bag around her shoulder, as
we made our way to the building where Epic’s show would take place we
where in our home town of London, England my pride where I was born all in
the same place. We had slept in the spare room but we woke up fine. I had
the great Idea of coming in for training so she could see her man in
action; it has been awhile since she had seen me wrestle for a crowd. I
even was able to talk over a deal to get her a front row seat to when I
fought blade for my title shot.
“So you’ve got my ticket to the show? “
Carrie asked beaming to see me in action.
“All taken care of “
I
said as I was able to skip a few steps ahead of her opening the door.
Once in side we grasped each others hand, nodding to a few workers
who had personally taken the time to help me set up my training time
before the show, I was going to be training with a few of the trainers to
make sure I didn’t hurt my shoulder I had woke up with a very sharp pain
nothing to serious but I had to train to get it back into order. Carrie
brushed her bangs from under her knit beanie cap
I could tell my attire would’ve just fit for the day, I threw on a
black t-shirt with my bands logo on the front on with a wrist band slipped
on some black jeans and I was done, we could careless what we wore on the
weekend it was our time. My eyes caught a hold of a few fans that had been
circulating in the building there was always a few around wanted
autographs. After they asked for autographs from Carrie and I we headed
down into the training room I wasn’t working with weights I wasn’t a
heavyweight I trained for years on speed only letting my technical know
how be my power.
We stood in the middle of the weight room as I heard weights
clanking She stood looking over to see a big buff guy lifting weights. I
didn’t pay to much attention until I heard the grunt I couldn’t place
the voice with a face yet so I deiced to be nice. But why be nice when who
I saw walk up to us with a white towel around his neck. None other then
the guy who was so bent on turning things ugly during the show.
I stood face to face with Jarvis who wasn’t to happy to see me in
the weight room.
“What the hell are you doing here? “ Jarvis
said this, while demanding to know my business.
“I came to train while I had time, now back
up before we have ourselves a problem. “ I calmly stated back at
Jarvis who turned around when I was talking to him.
Jarvis was Jarvis he tossed his hand down pulling from a rack of
weights then setting two 60 pound dumb bells for curling work with his
arms to the side. Once he turned around I had the brightest Idea to piss
him off in front of Carrie just to prove my point about how work really
was. So I was set with what I was about to do.
“Yo take my bag to ringside, fool “
I
tossed it commanding Jarvis looking at him with a stare that was more evil
taunted.
“What? “ Jarvis reluctantly caught
the bag as he looked back at me.
“You heard me, I don’t want to have to
repeat myself or I’ll brand you’re ass with one of these dumb bells at
my feet. “ I only looked towards them slightly then back up to
meet the mumbling lips of Jarvis then his eyes.
Carrie
was amazed to see Jarvis take the bag tossing it to the side it hitting
some of the weight lifting equipment as I held my arms to the side
breathing softly I wasn’t intimidated but more laughing on the inside
that I needed a few short breaths of composure. Carrie walked up pushing a
hand to my shoulder I looked back grinning, she smiled but her eyes at the
back of my neck where I had a tattoo of Rock God it was newly put on since
after the Pay Per View.
“So you’re partners with that guy? “ Carrie
curiously asked softly in my ear, it sent me on my way to hear such of the
angelic voice.
“Yea, that’s
Lawrence
Jarvis “
I
nodded then into replying as if it was being submitted of me.
“Well we better get ready to go out to
ringside, I got some training to do. “
Carrie only nodded for a moment before we where making ourselves
nothing but outlines we walked at the door that Jarvis left in order to
get to the ring.. We headed thru the door as we would exit into the
hallway I had a few things in mind but I hoped I wouldn’t be running
into anymore hard asses from Epic anytime soon and if I ran into the one
person I didn’t see eye to eye with Brawler he’d have to personally
pay for what he would under go that would be the test. Who was the better
wrestler from the
UK
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To
Be Continued.
Greatest
moment of you're life was
Meeting me
So keep dreamin'
/ Rock Superstar \
