Remembering The Past

Deja'vu: Noun 1. the experience of thinking that a new situation had occurred before
2. an experience that causes you to remember something

Do you remember, Diaz? I'm sure you do, it's rather hard to forget--unless of course my boot to your face did some memory damage.

It was just last week that for the first time in my entire NLCW career, I was put in a position where I was dreading every next second of the match. Where as much as I loved what I was doing...I was fearful of what was to come.

Ring any bells yet...Jeremy?

The boot to the face wasn't enough to stop Dominic as he kicks out at one. Diaz quickly stands up and begins to stomp away at the still fallen Pericolo. After a few stomps, Diaz picks Pericolo up by his hair and sends him flying back into the corner. Diaz turns and tries to follow up by running at Pericolo looking for a clothesline, but Dominic pulls a page out of Diaz's book by stepping forward and DROPKICKING Diaz right in the face, catching him completely off-guard! The fans erupt with cheers as Diaz and Dominic both hit the mat, Dominic quickly rolling back to his feet.

This isn't like that match though, Diaz. When we both went in 100% and came out in the fucking negatives. This time, Diaz...while very similar to the first, is going to be a completely different experience in and of itself. We're both not completely healed, we're both not mentally ready for this...and yet we continue to try to be. We'll both step up to the battlelines and draw our swords, ready to fight to the very death for this sport, simply because it's in our blood, it's who we are.

Before, we were risking our bodies to give those fans and ourselves a great match...and now? We risk our lives. Without this business, without the ability to wrestle...the both of us would be lost. This is who we are, right Diaz? If either of us ended the others career...that would be it, the ride was over.

The only thing about me is, I still have one more thing to live for...the very woman who's helped me go into each and every NLCW match with a clear mind and the confidence to take on a grizzly bear. Suki Minamoto was one of the biggest reasons why I wouldn't stay down during our match, Diaz...and you can thank her when I beat you a second time.

Diaz instantly fights to free himself, as a struggle ensues between the two with Diaz thrashing about under the larger Pericolo. Somehow, Diaz manages to slip free and shove Dominic away with his legs, before kipping up to his feet! Trying to catch him off-guard, Dominic lunges forward for a spear...but in an absolutely SICK looking spot, Diaz lunges his leg out in desperation, catching Pericolo RIGHT in the forehead with his boot and snapping Dominic back, his head smacking against the mat hard as the fans gasp and 'oooh..' from the shot.

I won. Now the fans enjoyed our matche...and they want to see another one happen, perhaps even the final sendoff...but isn't it ironic how it has happened so quickly? Ironic in my eyes, at least. However, it is rather unfortunate for you. You see, Jeremy, that's how Deja'vu works. You relive the past. It's that sensation that tells you "You know...this has happened before.". It's that pivital moment in time that has repeated itself.

Diaz smirks up at the fans and then snatches up Dominic and places him on top of the table. Like a cat, Diaz hops up on top of the table and stands above Dominic like he was a fallen solider. He reaches down and pulls Dominic up to his feet, but in pure desperation, Dominic shoves Diaz's arms away and absolutely LEVELS him with a shot to the head, followed by another, and then a kick to the gut! With Diaz doubled over, Dominic yanks him into a standing headscissors and attempts to lift Jeremy up for a power bomb! Dominic struggles with this attempt on the announce table, still dazed from the shot to his head from before, and Diaz quickly takes advantage of Dominic's situation by kicking his legs and forcing himself back down onto the table, standing up and in the process back-flipping Dominic over his shoulder!

It's funny, Jeremy...how time plays tricks on ones mind. People backstage are still buzzing over the whole damn match, talking about how it was one of the best Avulsion had seen in a long time. We've both been thanked for putting on such a great show...and now we've got so much hype behind us thanks to them, that it'll be hard to live up to it again. Hell, not only them--the fans are easily the most dominating hype-festival the both of us have going right now. Fans are raving about the match, and they're the sole reason for the rematch...

Simply put, what the fans want, the fans get.

Perhaps they enjoy our in ring styles clashing together. Perhaps they enjoy Dominic Pericolo 'pulling off the impossible'. Maybe they enjoy Jeremy Diaz 'taking out the trash'. Or maybe, they're waiting for one of us to strike the final blow...the blow that will end these flames generated between us once and for all.

Yet off the rebound, just as Diaz takes one step forward...Pericolo SCREAMS at the top of his lungs and comes barreling across the ring, completely taking Diaz off guard as he shoots his leg up with an absolutely BRUTAL big-boot, catching Jeremy perfectly in the face and flattening him to the mat, the fans ERUPTING into cheers and chanting "HOLY SHIT!" once again!

Maybe this will be the match I need to prove myself the better man for now, to be able to go into the Road to Slamfest with the flames of a hot-streak follow behind me. Maybe this will be the match you need to stop me in my tracks and show the world just how evenly matched we are, that you can still beat me...and that it's completely in your ability to do so.

However...if it is the end as I'm hoping it will be for now, then I intend upon ending it in the biggest bang that I possibly can. I will win, Diaz. This is why we call it Deja'vu. We're reliving the past...to shape the future. My future. My dream. My hope. This...is what it all comes down to Jeremy. I refuse to allow you to stop me now as Galen did, to repeat my own past and have to fight back for a third-round win. This is where I draw that final line for you, Jeremy. Once you cross over that line...once Avulsion is upon us, I will finish this off between us...I swear it. I will make sure that come Avulsion...you will experience your own...

Dominic lifts Diaz RIGHT UP onto his shoulders, wincing in pain from the weight on his still hurting shoulder, but lets out a ROAR of effort, throwing Diaz right out in front of him and dropping him on the back of his head with...

...End of Existance.

1...

At Avulsion, Jeremy Diaz, the times will change again. The future will be re-shaped...and I will come out on top once more. This is our life, Diaz, and I will do everything in my power...to win it all again. I swear it, Diaz...

2...

Not everyone gets a second chance, you know...not everyone gets that extra shot. It's crunch-time now for the both of us, because we both have more to lose now then we ever did before.

If anyone, anywhere honestly thinks that, for one single solitary moment, this match will be a walk down easy-street for either of us...then they truly learned nothing from our previous match. Therefore...if you have learned nothing from our past, then you cannot be prepared for our Deja'vu. And that is what this is, Jeremy.

3!!!

This is Deja'vu.

"AND THERE IT IS! DOMINIC WINS THE MATCH! DOMINIC WINS THE MATCH!!!"

This is the prelude...

"WHAT. A. MATCH!"

To your end of existance.

"THIS is what we mean by 'No Limits', ladies and gentlemen--THIS! These men pushed each other to their limits, and then BLEW RIGHT BY THEM! No matter how far you've shown you can go, you can always go further, and these two have proven it here tonight!"

Because not even the Messiah...can save you now.

And that's just the way things are Diaz...that's just the way Deja'vu works. Everyone still thinks I can't make it to the top...but one day I will go out there, and I will do it anyway. For now? I will defeat you again, Jeremy Diaz...

...you can count on it.