Candy Coated: Reality.
What
is a Champion…?
Is it... a man who stands among the rest, with full bountiful glory in hand a
golden plate around there waist to give an award for such an eventual
achievement that gives them respect and honor above the rest?, Is it a warrior
that beats them all the last standing man in the middle of the ring with blood
splotched over his taped up hands and face busted open at the forehead raising
his belt above his new awarded glory. Showing, proving to the world they have
what it takes to become king of all before him. Or maybe it’s someone who
takes equal respect and talent and displays it in the most charismatic of ways
showing heart and prowess above them all, defeating there opponents with there
mind not just great skills they’ve honed over the years. Can it even be
defined in a quote or statement or even signatories to a single man to date
back to any part of a timeline. Many have come before us and before this
point; we’ve shown them great respect for doing what they do. At one moment
in there lives they where respected with out neither honor nor glory to there
name wining the belt in such a brutal contest of strength...
We honor them, but urging to become them...
This is going to be my last urging need. Because I’m going to become one of
them...
This is my story, the story that won’t be forgotten in the slightest
sense...
With the biggest stage of them all, Wrestlemania will be mine...
. Destined
.
A Requiem in D Minor
The day before
wasn’t a real rush mostly just schmoozing the fans and giving them what they
want. But now was time to do what most do when they where bored, or just
trying to find a new. Soul searching Was the best Medication for His little
enigma of a problem how was he going to do battle with the hype up that Stone
Cold was Receiving, his mind began at a slow pace only to come to the fact “
I can’t win them all, but I can change the outcome of them.. “He thought
this to be truth and it was if he had a dying chance he’d have to just bide
his presumptuous time. He had time for everything but thing of the match up he
wouldn’t let the hype take over him running down storming into the ring,
talking to backstage announcers.
To this he
strolled in the arena on his own time, being caught for an over due interview
that was a must now.
After moments of walking around searching for some way to escape from his 1965
Mustang Coupe thought it was best just to the fans just to under go the
interview. So... he lead himself to pass faceless staff member after faceless
staff member until he met up with nobody, evading had almost been complete
just for now until he gathered his thoughts.
His attire was nothing more then a muscle tank with a Cross branded upon it,
this attire was mostly his new tank that could be picked up in the shop zone
of Wrestlemania Xperience He didn’t contend on not wearing it but he was
simple to please in the department of clothing. Black baggy cargo pants
flooding the ground to his knees, exchanging into an over lap pattern he let
them drop down just above his boots, clanking off the ground with a clicking
sound he looked about. At wrist side he had wristbands, one with a cross
printed upon it up his left arm the two minor on his right he spanned the
arena searching for a suavity fit thinking place.
” I have to
clear my head. “
He said softly to
himself, exhaling into combing his spiked hair back that rested gently to a
relax hair do that was unaided by gel, he ran his fingers thru his hair
pulling at the frustration that filled his mind...
” Shit, Shit,
Shit “
He
was repeating himself as he returned to a slight hidden motive. He then began
searching for a hole or something to hide inside while he cleared his head.
After
searching high and low for a place to clear his head, he came to seeing an old
production ladder on the landing to a flight of stairs. He came to sit under
the open ladder as if someone was standing above and on top of it. He smiled
somewhat but nobody was around to see this happy smile. He pulled up his head
phones.
Granddaddy “
Am180 “ Began to play as he hit track “ 05 “ on his own CD player,
tucking it away in one of his big pants pockets he then sighed heavy then
dropped his head down some, the ladder bearing the stature to over bare him.
”
I have to give them Credit; they sure know how to pull out all the stops “
He
said softly his ears content to listening to the song. Hitting the repeat
button, just in case.
. An Hour later
After sitting
there and contemplating all the matters he had buzzing about his brain,
Machtan was found standing in front of the interview set backdrop as he was on
camera for the first time in Wrestlemania Xperience history, he had many
things he wanted to say but knew he couldn’t say them. Now he stood next to
the interviewer that was one in a million a guy who could be found on the
other end of Play by Play but know so little about the world and about the
promotion itself Michael Cole stood on side of Machtan microphone ready as
Machtan’s head was over shadowed by a black baseball cap.
” Welcome to
your first Interview here in WMX Aomori. “ Michael
was a bit excited as to what Machtan would have to say.
” No problem
Cole, everything’s cool. “
He replied a bit
weakly, not too much thinking about the match or the fans just wanting to be
content and alone.
The fans could be
heard cheering, Machtan’s hands brought to his forehead rubbing them some he
seemed tired. But didn’t want to be the guy that was called Out of Shape he
wasn’t just tired of complex thoughts among the match ideas he had Mears put
him in a tough spot to work in with Stone Cold slapping down so much a “
Stone Cold “ Shoot on him, he knew this was going to come down to precisely
what he was saying..
” I heard that
you’ve got a few surprises planed for Wrestlemania, some regarding you’re
match others regarding a female that you’ve been known to have contact with
over the course of you’re affiliation with AWO question is what is it? “
Asked
Michael Cole in such a professional manor.
” There’s a
burning question I’ve been holding out for awhile, It’s been eating me up
inside seeing how things around here depend on us the superstars delivering
shock waves, You heard the news of Sapphire and Romeo but now guess I should
shock the world to “
Machtan
grinned just a little bit.
” So now, to get
on with what’s going down at Wrestlemania...? “
Cole
was so set on his heart to inform the fans about Machtan’s match up.
” This young man
along with several others will be in an elimination chamber, single man
elimination until two men stand, and one man leaves. Now you’re thoughts
Stone Cold made a mark by stunnering high price names here in the WMX how do
you think you’ll respond to that if that same scenario takes place in the
chamber? “
Cole
asked wanting an honest reply for the fans.
” Well only
thing I can say, when it comes time to draw weapons, Austin with his stunner
handy. I will flip out of the stunner just like any other move. I’m here to
wrestle fair and clean and I will win this match Clean and Clear it will take
hard work there’s no doubt in my mind it won’t “
” So when you
hear the fans chanting Stunner loud and I’m on the other end you better
expect him landing in the wrong position, that’s the pined or slammed
position of a counter. “
Machtan
looked a little hyped not to much just wanting to voice how he felt.
” Do you think
you can beat Austin in a match up one on one if it where for the title? “ Cole
was surprised such a firecracker superstar was on an interview set with him.
” Well maybe, If
I had time to prepare like all great wrestlers do, But I don’t think I can
just come in the underdog and start whipping ass with smash mouth commentary
by myself.. And throwing down challenges and what not, it’s not my style.
“
Machtan
explained in a clear choice of words. He was clearing voiced and loud enough
to hear but he was still humbled and content on not voicing or boasting about
to much.
” One last
question that else other then Austin does you sees a contender in this match
up that could win or slightly gain the upper hand? “
Cole put aside his
own thoughts to hear Machtan’s.
” Well
Christian, he’s had a hell of a run in dueling it all out with a few stars
before Wrestlemania, this is going to be my first match with him and wrestling
in WMX So look for Austin Christian or Myself working hard to gain the title
in the closing moments of the match. “ Machtan
nodded as Michael Cole shook his hand.
” Well thank you
for you’re time “
Cole
said, as Machtan began
walking down the hallway.
Contending
with the thoughts he had he couldn't finish thinking about anything. He hadn't
seen Kara nor had he gotten time to prepare for his match up with training, he
knew he did all his wrestling off a blank canvas he didn't disappoint when it
came to spectacle matches. He brought high risk and new edge to innovating entertainment
he thought he'd find a home in Wrestlemania as a promotion as he awaited to be
served to the judged verdict of the match up him or whoever pined the final
challenger he hoped he was one warping an arm around someone leg holding it up
at an angle counting for a pin.
He could almost picture himself bloodied in such a bad way, that he would fall
down holding his ribs injury now set fear but he didn't think fear was a
motivation to be scared but to overcome the odds and brave the new feats and
become what everybody had become a great wrestler, A Champion.
I’m
confused,
Will I win, or will I won’t,
Will I make haste, on these breaching breaths,
Or maybe I will lay in a pool of my own blood,
The Choice I make, is all my own,
I’m broken up Inside tormented to Win, Haunted to lose.
Stay Tuned for Part Three...
