Prelude:The Ultratitle Tournament continues, as round three has come to a close. A tournament that opened with over 100 of the best wrestlers from the around the world, has now been whittled down to 16 remaining competitors. Surprises have encompassed this competition round by round, yet many of the stalwarts still remain alive. Deacon, Cruise, Flair, Melton, Strife…the list goes on, with names synonymous with the word wrestling. Arguably one of the most notable surprises to this point has been Kendall Codine. A man removed from and not heard from for the better part of this decade. From the depths of obscurity, he has emerged and is advancing round by round with vengeance, now finding himself amongst the final remaining wrestlers in the tournament. An accomplishment he should be proud of, yet the overwhelming sense of allowing his prime to pass continues to drive him towards one final goal in this business….winning the Ultratitle Championship.
[Fade In: Minutes removed from Codine’s victory over Mikey Massacre in the third round, we find ourselves in the locker room of Merritt Arena. Codine is accompanied by Lecompte, who has provided behind the scenes guidance in the last round. Codine’s appearance is one of physical anguish, as each round is paying a toll on his old body. A man, who chose to stay in shape through the process of training his son, knows that nothing substitutes for the fact of actual in-ring competition on a full time schedule. New wounds now appear that will soon join the old scars, the mixture of sweat and blood drip from his brow, and his knees crack with each step overshadowing the sounds from the squeaky hinges of his braces. Despite what sounds like torture to the common man, it is all dwarfed by the look of elation that sits upon Codine’s face. With each passing round, his confidence grows, as he gradually returns to the state of mind that once made him one of the most well-known wrestlers to step into the squared circle. Through it all, Codine presses on as the silence in the locker room is broken and he addresses Lecompte.]
Codine: I appreciate the help in the providing of the scouting tapes, but I think it’s more important that you head to San Francisco because junior needs you more than I do at this point. He’s about to get the biggest shot of his young career and he’ll need the support.
Lecompte: (with a smirk on his face) Junior. We need to work on a name for that kid that makes him stand out.
Codine: Do what needs to be done, but steer him in the right direction.
[With that, Lecompte exits the locker room. Codine gingerly takes a seat on the bench in front of his locker, favoring his knees. At this point, he is aware that Kiyomori will be his next opponent in the round of 16. With exhaustion setting in, Codine proceeds with addressing his next opponent.]
Codine: Kiyomori….I’ve watched as you’ve ascended through the ranks of this tournament in a parallel with my path to this point. You’ve eliminated two opponents that I’m quite familiar with in Max Blackshire and Boogie Smallz along this progression to the sweet sixteen. I respect your climb, but I do not respect your demeanor.
[Codine pauses, as he begins the process of gradually removing his in-ring equipment.]
Codine: I find you to be quite the hypocrite Kiyomori. You speak of respect and honor, yet I have watched time and time again as you belittle your opponents.
Where is the honor in pointing out the broken relationship between brothers?
Where is the honor in acknowledging one’s addictions through substance abuse?
Where is the honor in degrading a person for the way in which they speak?
Where is this honor Kiyomori?
[Codine tosses his knee braces and wrestling boots into a duffle bag, before continuing on with his address.]
Codine: Yet it doesn’t end with your lack of honor in words, it continues on with your way of life. I have watched each time as you address your opponents decked out in fashionable attire, from your luxurious high rise apartment overlooking Tokyo. Your hypocritical ways continue, as this is quite the way of living for a person that prides himself upon living the traditional life of a servant.
From everything I‘ve seen up to this point, you’re the exact opposite of the “code” upon which you’ve taken great pride in through your career.
[Codine pulls his long mixture of grey and black hair back in to a pony-tail to remove it from his face, so that he can begin to towel off the remnants of his match with Mikey Massacre.]
Codine: Here’s the difference between me and everyone else you’ve faced up to this point….I pride myself upon the psychological aspect of this sport. Talent can take you a long way in this industry, but the mentality is key to prolonged success. I can adjust opponent to opponent….I can go word for word, attack for attack….I can engage in a verbal war of intellect with anyone that has ever called wrestling a career. Ultimately, I’m the worst possible match-up a person like you could ask for in this tournament.
Why you ask?
[Codine hesitates, lifts his head, and stares directly into the eye of the camera.]
Codine: Because I don’t care….
I told Steven Jackson I didn’t care when he claimed that I would be the stepping stone that would catapult his career.
I told Troy Franklin I didn’t care when he boasted about his riches and fame, proclaiming that his success would continue.
I told Mikey Massacre I didn’t care when he said I was simply an obstacle in his way as he was rising from mediocrity.
And now I’m looking you directly in the eye and I’m telling you that I don’t care about you either. I have nothing to lose, as I’ve already exceeded all expectations up to this point.
[Codine refrains from speaking as he puts on his signature black t-shirt with the letters “NBK” across the chest, a symbol of his past which he seems to keep around as good luck charm despite its ragged appearance.]
Codine: Its quite simple Nao, if I lose, I simply return to obscurity.
No nicely pressed, white collared shirts….
No highly priced, black leather jackets….
No expensive apartment, overlooking a bustling city of excitement….
No code of honor to live by….
No name to uphold….
All I have to return to is a life of watching my offspring continue the legacy which I created.
[Codine removes his wrestling tights and replaces them with a pair of jeans before proceeding to his final address.]
Codine: Over the past few weeks, I’ve seen a lot Kiyomori. I’ve seen some great young talent, with the look of desire twinkling in their eyes. I’ve seen wrestlers that have stolen their backstory from hit Hollywood movies. I’ve seen a man cut a promo from a toilet which wasn’t his own.
And I’ve seen a large portion of the locker room create an uproar based upon the fact that I pointed out men shouldn’t lose to women in the squared circle.
[Codine smirks, before pushing on.]
Codine: And now I’ve seen a hypocritical “samurai” who proclaims respect and honor, yet doesn’t display it himself. Overall, there’s great irony in our meeting in this round of sixteen Kiyomori.
It is said that the samurai would traditionally commit suicide by disembowelment with a blade.
[Codine offers the camera one last intent stare before leaving Kiyomori with these lasting words.]
Codine: Allow me to introduce myself, for I am “The Blade” Kendall Codine and for you, my hypocritical samurai….
So much has been seen in the UltraTitle, many upsets have happened, many names have seen their stock rise with fans and promoters alike. Sixteen have raised their hands in victory on three occasions, they have seen their confidence rise with each passing victory, and they have accomplished something few in their careers will have the opportunity to experience. Sixteen already have a great deal to be proud of…
…Yet…It is all meaningless…
No victory, no award, no words mean anything. Kiyomori is well aware of this, since the very moment he was officially apart of the UltraTitle field, his goal wasn’t to read the round of sixteen. His goal was to claim the championship; anything else would be a failure in his eyes. A lot of attention has been paid to the Japanese import as of late, with each victory he has added to his fan base. Yet, if you were to ask him he would be completely unaware of the attention being paid to his path through the UltraTitle.
His focus is not on nothing other than his next opponent. After leaving the ring victorious in the last round, his mind immediately began to focus on the next round and who his next opponent would be. Fate has brought Kendall Codine into his path, after hearing Kendall address him for the first time, Kiyomori knew what stood before him was a very large opportunity.
Codine seems to not understand how meaningless words are to Kiyomori, one may attempt to get into his head, but that is a mistake that often come to haunt his opponents. Instead of relying on the words from a past day, Kiyomori allows his actions to talk for him. While his opponent may be riding on the confidence he didn’t have prior to his last three victories, Kiyomori has not changed his thought process as his success in the UltraTitle may be meaningless at this time…was expected.
Not by the pundits or those who thought they had insight into the talent level of each entrant, but by Kiyomori himself. He is not surprised to have advanced this far, nor is he satisfied. To call Kendall Codine just an “obstacle” would be to disrespect his opponent; Codine represents much more of a challenge than a simple “obstacle.”
Kendall Codine represents the biggest challenge in Kiyomori’s career, and if he fails to conqueror this new challenge then everything will have been in vain. Codine represents the measure of Kiyomori as a man. This he is aware of…
And Kiyomori is not prepared to fail.
We open to what looks to be Kiyomori’s bedroom once more, the walls are scattered with pictures of wrestlers from Puroresu’s past and other historical wrestling figures. Everything is in perfect order and in place; Kiyomori stands with his back towards the camera looking outside the sole window in the room. He’s dressed the way we have come accustomed to seeing him.
Instead of his usual delay, he immediately responds to the camera’s presence with a single sentence.
Is that all you really have to say?
Kiyomori slowly turns around with a serious look painted across his face. His hands rest at his sides before he continues speaking.
That’s all you have to say to me? I will not deny my disappointment with your approach and mindset. While you made references to my words to my previous opponents, does that truly have any determination on the outcome of our upcoming match? The answer is a definite….
Kiyomori folds his arms for a moment as he looks into the camera with a stern tone in his voice.
The worst part is, you have wasted your time concentrating on what I’ve said, and you failed to even grasp the point of my words. You seem to think you have a better understand of honor that I do and that by somehow living inside of a home of my choosing I somehow have disrespected my very own code.
A slight smirk comes across his face as he pauses for a brief moment.
If you had paid closer attention my opponents before you all attempted the very same tactic. They all thought they could get inside my head and gain the psychological edge. You are attempting the same with these feeble jabs at my previous statements in the way I live. Allow me to borrow one of your own statements to explain my exactly how I feel towards your assumptions…
…I don’t care…
You are not as wise as you are talented in the ring Kendall Codine, you question my statements of pointing out flaws in my previous opponents, but your words will have no effect on how I carry myself. You say I am a servant because I have used money I have earned to purchase a home and my clothing, without any knowledge of what else I have done…
While I admire the effort you put into these accusations, it seems as if you were too busy worrying about your son than concentrating on the biggest match of your life. No statements I have made in the past mean anything, nothing you have said to your opponents mean anything, the only thing that matters is what happens when you and I step into the ring.
Kiyomori sits on the edge of his bed before returning his glare to the camera.
That is what I find to be the most amusing about your comments Codine…you speak as if you feel that you know exactly who I am, I heard the tone in your voice. You truly feel as if you know what honor is and exactly who I am…
Yet your pointless words show the exact opposite. Honestly, very little of what you said has any merit, somehow I am without honor for paying for my own home…
Kiyomori smirks before shaking his head in disbelief.
You pride yourself on psychological aspects? You should pride yourself on preparation and each performance you put on in the ring. You and everyone else that I have had to listen to believe they can somehow use psychology to defeat me in the ring. I find it more amusing than anything that with the little you said, you did nothing other than show how little you truly know…
He pauses briefly and looks as if something has just come to his mind.
None of that is of any consequence, is it Codine? You have used your words throughout this tournament to get into the head of others, to set seeds of anger and doubt in the minds of your opponents and others in the UltraTitle field. As I just made clear, none of that matters in my eyes. What does matter is what you bring into the ring...and that’s where your weakness lies. But, that’s nothing you are unaware of….
…Or is it?
Kiyomori tilts his head slightly as his voice takes on a different tone, less stern, but the words still have purpose and meaning.
Just look at your body, you can hardly move without pain painting your face. You aren’t the same person you were a decade ago, your mobility is gone, your body is broken, and while the will may be there…
You have very little left to give…
In case you have forgotten or didn’t notice Codine this is still a sport where you have to be in top condition to succeed, all of the intellect in the world won’t mean anything if you can’t get into the ring and put your strategy into play. You should probably quit lying to yourself and believing that in some way you have an advantage over me, because that just isn’t the case.
Kiyomori nods his head.
Especially when I’m this motivated to succeed, I want to win the UltraTitle more than anything else in the world. Anything short of that will simply be a failure, which is why no matter your talent level, no matter your confidence, no matter what you think of me…
…You will not be victorious…
I respect your talent Codine, but that does not keep me from seeing the reality of the situation. When you look deep down inside your soul, you know this is where your story in the UltraTitle will come to an end. If you’re intelligent, you would spend the rest of our time before our match actually learning who I really am. You know, do the opposite of what you have done thus far and put together a few lines you feel would sound good for TV…This isn’t a game for me Kendall Codine…
My only focus is the UltraTitle, while your mind is distracted. With the shape your body is in, that doesn’t say a lot for your dedication or respect for my talents. Both of which have already brought you very close to defeat as our match may be in the future, what we do now is what will dictate who achieves victory and who realizes that their time has long past…
Kiyomori smirks at the obvious shot at Codine’s return to the spotlight before crossing his arms once more.
This “hypocritical samurai” will be the one that makes you aware that his end isn’t near…
[Fade In: A Rashtrapati Bhavan host chair sits in the forefront of a completely black background. A soft white light focuses upon the chair, as everything else within the scene is encompassed by darkness. A few moments pass, before a large male figure enters the picture. The man has long hair, featuring a mixture of gray and black, that is pulled back into a pony-tail. His body is covered by a long red robe, bringing back memories of the host of Masterpiece Theater. He sits in a proper manner in the chair, displaying his identity to be none other than Kendall Codine. With a serious demeanor, Codine begins to address the most recent comments made by his opponent in the Ultratitle Tournament.]
The hypocritical ways continue I see….at least you’re remaining consistent and predictable. I’ve watched throughout the duration of this tournament, as you repeat yourself over and over again. Your verbal approach has been the same each time, hence the reason why I chose to point out the flaws in your approach. However, it seems that you’re having difficulty in understanding, so please allow me to explain….
(The screen gradually fades to black, as the following words slowly fade in to view.)
sam•u•rai [sam-oo-rahy] noun, plural sam•u•rai. Japanese History .
1. a member of the hereditary warrior class in feudal Japan.
(As the definition slowly fades away, the scene comes back to Kendall Codine, who is now fashioning a pair of reading glasses and reading from a book. Noticing that the camera has refocused its attention back on him, he proceeds with his address.)
….all words that come to mind when one thinks of a samurai. Would you feel confident in stating that your name is synonymous with these words?
(Codine shakes his head in a fashion to signify that he doesn’t agree.)
Codine: I’ve watched as you belittle your opponents, yet claim to carry yourself with honor. You’ve demanded respect from those who oppose you, yet you fail to offer it on your own behalf. You live amongst accolades, expensive dwellings, and fashionable clothing, yet feel that you uphold the samurai code of servitude. So I have to ask….
Where’s the nobility?
Perhaps now you can see the hypocritical ways of your path in the world of professional wrestling. Essentially, you’re a wrestler playing a role for the sake of garnering attention. Nothing more, nothing less.
(Codine closes the book and sets it down by the side of the chair. He then removes the reading glasses and begins to chew on the end of the frame, as he continues on.)
Codine: Now, let’s pay particular attention to a few things that you chose to address in your latest promo.
(Codine raises his pointer finger to represent the number one.)
First….I have failed to grasp the meaning of your words.
(Codine chuckles to himself.)
Quite honestly, I don’t think YOU even understand your own words. So please enlighten me as to what I’m missing amongst the repeated jumble of respect, honor, yadda, yadda, yadda….that you go on about over and over again. At this point, you’re reaching for the stars and we’re already too far away. I was in your head before this thing started and you have absolutely no clue how to get me out.
No shame in that….most who oppose me, don’t.
(Codine raises his middle finger to join the first, representing the number two.)
Second….you’ve mistaken my questioning of your samurai roots, as inquiring about the ways in which you live. A poor interpretation on your part my eastern friend, as I was simply pointing out that you’re a living, breathing, walking contradiction of the samurai way of life. This is where the hypocritical theme that I have adorned to you has introduced itself. Perhaps you didn’t take the time to actually comprehend my words….
….let’s just say, it must have been lost in translation.
(Codine raises his ring finger to join the first two, representing the number three.)
Third….my aches and pains have somehow been mistaken for me not possessing the endurance to withstand another round of this tournament in the ring. Please don’t confuse my age and years of time spent in the squared circle as being unprepared.
Here’s some math for you Kiyomori….
The average age of the competitors remaining in this tournament is 35 years old. I’m not that far off from the mark and hell, if you compare me to Joey Melton, I’m a spring chicken. In fact, in comparison, you aren’t exactly a teenager hitting the clubs anymore….
Unless of course, that’s your thing, being the creepy old dude roaming the dance floors of Tokyo.
To each his own I guess.
(Codine smirks, as he lowers his hand to rest upon his knee again after making the three points.)
Codine: As I see it, you and I came up through the same era of professional wrestling. Therefore, I’m finding it difficult to understand how you can question my preparation for such a tournament. Obviously, years of punishment within the ring have paid its toll, but I still step between those ropes just like you.
Wouldn’t you say that your (using his fingers to make air quotes) “long and storied career" has provided you with aches and pains along the way as well?
Or are we making up stories again? I know that when the name Kendall Codine is typed in to a search engine, results follow. I know that when you turn on the television, Kendall Codine’s face is plastered all over the sports affiliates. The world already knows everything about me.
Can we say the same for you?
(Codine pauses for a moment, as he stands up to remove the robe. As he removes the robe, he reveals his characteristic attire of a black t-shirt with the letters “NBK” across the chest, black jeans, and a pair of black boots. Codine begins to offer his final address, as he is now standing and stepping outside of the mocking role of his opponent.)
Codine: Kiyomori….your story is elaborate, your so-called career is a joke, and you’re a walking contradiction. I have no respect for you, as I like my bullsh*t to be right up front and out in the open. Not hidden behind a fairytale, wrapped around a name lifted straight from an anime novel.
I’ve owned your head before this tournament started and when we step into that ring, I’ll own your sham of a career.
You want to “extinguish my flame”….you better bring the entire fire company because you’re not the first to make such claims and fail. Just as I’ve told those that have come before you, there is only one outcome of our meeting and that is an end for you. So don’t mistake these words, as they are the simplest English words you’ll ever learn….
It seems as if one Kendall Codine fails to pay attention as he has already made the same dire mistakes as each of Kiyomori’s previous three UltraTitle opponents. Except Codine was so bothered by what the “Puroresu Jisei” said that he could only muster the same pathetic insults aimed at Kiyomori’s honor and namesake…
…And they say Kiyomori repeats himself over and over…
Why did Codine make this same mistake? Truly he mustn’t be as foolish as he is making himself out to be? He probably is, he seems to think his career, others in this tournament, and his higher than warranted confidence actually have any bearing on Kiyomori or their upcoming match.
As Kiyomori stated, he does not care what comes out of Kendall Codine’s mouth, but it’d be nice if he did not repeat the same jargon as all of those that have fallen at Kiyomori’s feet during the UltraTitle. It’d be even nicer if Codine didn’t repeat himself as well…
Hearing the same verbal assaults grow old with time, especially when Kiyomori couldn’t care less as to what a truly moronic individual as his next UltraTitle opponent has to say. But such ill-fated decisions and lack of thought leads one to think of one question…
Something must have come into effect to cause one Kendall Codine to continuously harp on the words “Hypocritical” “Honor” and “Samurai.” There must be something at play to completely change Kendall Codine’s entire demeanor towards the upcoming match…
Kiyomori has seen this before…
He must have struck a very sensitive area for Kendall Codine to lash back in the way he did without thinking completely. Yet, he still claims to be the one inside Kiyomori’s head; not only does Codine stand firmly planted in denial, he is completely aware of it.
Yes, this is all too familiar…The process is again repeating itself just as if it were a carefully laid out plan. Of course the simple will focus on his Japanese roots, take shots at his career in Japan, and live in the myth that they are somehow greater than he is. That is where the gravest errors have been made, as they have remained the same throughout his life and career.
There are very few words which have any effect on the way he carries himself. The words of his opponents have _NO_ influence on what happens when they are forced to step into the ring against him. Yet, Kendall Codine has decided to travel the same path that many of Kiyomori’s opponents have, showing that he is not only the least intelligent of his four UltraTitle opponents, but the one who needs to be put in his place the most.
Why is Codine unique to the rest? Not only does he stand in Kiyomori’s way, he is by far the easiest to see through. Of course he puts on this tough bravado and claims to still be relevant after a decade of obscurity, while then making light of the career of his opponent…
…Not very wise Codine…
Still the tone of his latest mindless rhetoric leaves the question of what exactly sparked the anger inside of Kendall Codine. What caused him to put his guard down and make this easy to read? One thing is certain; Kiyomori holds that answer and that…
… Secures the fate of Kendall Codine…
One cannot stay of sound mind and body if they spend too much time training, as that is just as dangerous as undertraining, especially when the most important match of your career is in the very near future. That is what brings us to the Akita Prefecture, more specifically to the Aoyagi Samurai Manor Museum on a beautiful morning. From a distance we see the man who is known as Kiyomori or Nao Morita to those who prefer to use his legal name. He is seated firmly on one of the stone chairs in the beautiful botanical garden which is illuminated amazingly by the early morning sun. Many different species of plants of various colors encompass the garden. In the distance a few early morning onlookers walk past taking in the beauty as well.
But what brings Kiyomori to this location? Especially after the stern words from his opponent Kendall Codine where he criticized how Kiyomori carries himself? The harsh dialogue used by his opponent to draw distinct comparisons between Kiyomori and the dictionary definition of a samurai could not have possibly caused doubt in his mind.
If that is the case, there must be a greater reason for this choice of setting. That is a reason more suitable for Kiyomori, as one who has stated that his opponents words meant nothing to him would not be so quick to go back on his statements. The shot closes in on Kiyomori who has a very calm, relaxed, focused look on his face as he slightly leans over the table before speaking.
That was very cute Kendall, I will give you credit for thinking outside of the box. Yet, all of your graphics, your attire that was better suited for theatre, and your belief that you understand my way of life better than I is creative…But, it didn’t hide your true feelings. Not even your overdramatic disrobing could hide what was going through your mind.
Kiyomori pauses for a moment.
Your eyes gave it all away; your persona was completely different than not even your ridiculous outfit could hide. It really got to you that I questioned your focus for the UltraTitle that I could easily see that your mind was not completely focused on me as your next opponent. You would rather continue on the same path as all of the others and does nothing other than downplay my career and again make light of who I am as an individual.
Kiyomori shakes his head in disbelief.
I really wish you would pay attention, but allow me to breakdown what you said. You questioned if I measured up to what a true samurai is. If there’s anything you’ve made quite clear it’s that do not understand how a true competitor acts, prepares, or competes inside the ring. Before you rant on about your career and you appearing on television affiliates around the United States…
Kiyomori narrows his eyes slightly.
Just remember you were nothing over the past decade, you sat back and watched this sport move forward. You are the only one of us which lives in a fairy tale land…This isn’t a game Kendall, for someone who claims to understand the psychology aspects of this sport, you know nothing other than making claims of getting inside your opponents mind…Of course I am going to attack my opponents weaknesses, both psychological and physical. That is a little invention that is called strategy, it is put to use in every walk of life where there is more than one side competing for the same goal.
Did you really think I would let that slide? Or have you really underestimated me? That’s honestly what I believe you have done, you believe your words are more than enough to throw me off my game and cause me to lose focus just like you have. Yes, we both may have come through the sport at the same time, but don’t you dare credit yourself as to being on my level when all of your remarks are so far from having any real point.
He pauses briefly shaking his head slightly before continuing.
It’s nice to know you can misinterpret my noticing the poor shape of your body, with a reference to your age. It’s nice to see you still feel that everyone else still in the UltraTitle has some effect on our match..it makes no difference if the average age of those left were twenty five…it makes no difference who the oldest competitor in the tournament is. All that matters is what will happen between…
…You and I…
Yes my body has taken a fair share of punishment throughout the years, but I can walk around without grimacing, it doesn’t look like my body is one hard hit from retiring to a wheel chair for the rest of my days, and I know better than to look past your attempts to deflect my point. I know for a fact that you are weak Codine, yes you have accomplished a great deal by coming this far in a tournament of this magnitude. There’s nothing that I can say or do to take that away from you, but what I can do is promise you that your journey will end here…
As it will…
I don’t break my promises Kendall Codine and I’m sure you don’t care what I have to say and I am sure that you will have some response in hand to make a feeble attempt at belittling me…
Kiyomori shakes his head without breaking eye contact with the camera.
As I’ve said before…your words mean nothing to me. When you speak it is nothing more than a look at how disillusioned you are. You claim I have addressed you with how much honor and respect I have…
I mentioned nothing of the sort to you. You really aren’t paying attention nor have any idea just what you have gotten yourself into. Perhaps if you would get your head on straight you wouldn’t be putting words in my mouth, unfortunately for yourself neither I or everyone watching aren’t as stupid as you wish we were.
Kiyomori smirks slightly after catching Codine, he quickly regains the serious look on his face and continues after leaning back slightly.
Allow me to ask you a question Codine before continuing...Who are you trying to fool? Did you seriously take shots at my career? Again, are you not the one who has done nothing in recent memory? If my career is a joke, then that quite frankly makes yours…
Unlike you, I don’t spend time harping on the past or feel the need to justify everything I have done in the past. It has no meaning or consequence to the future, I have never stepped into the ring with you before…and I probably never will again after this match. Yet, this match against you has a very important meaning for me and the rest of my career, as I realize in order to win the UltraTitle that I must defeat you….
A very intelligent man once said, “A journey of a thousand miles must begin with a single step.” My journey through the rest of the UltraTitle begins now and by defeating you I will take that first step needed to make my goals come closer to reality. I know you have doubts in your mind Kendall…
Sure after the end of each of your statements directed towards me, you tell me that your end is near. I’m sure the words give you a sense of strength and confidence that gives you some sense of faith in your abilities to defeat me. That is the case isn’t it Kendall?
Brief pause as he stares directly into the camera.
Then why is it that when I look into your eyes I can see that deep down inside you aren’t confident? That you doubt your body can withstand another grueling match? Why can I see that you doubt the very same abilities you speak so highly of? There’s nothing but insecurities and fear within your soul. You know you cannot defeat me and it is tearing away at you, you have no desire to return back to your obscure life after a good but disappointing run in the UltraTitle.
You especially don’t want to lose to me, that is why I have come here today. Being in such a setting allows me to focus in on my goals, as your assumptions of me are correct Codine. I am no Samurai…I simply have an admiration for how they lived and the courage many showed. There was something I needed to learn by coming here today and sitting here it has become quite clear…
I am simply better than you in the ring and there’s nothing you can do in such a short period of time to change that. I have sat here over the last hour going over film of your matches in my head and weighing your strengths and weaknesses, I now know why you have resorted to these cheap psychology ploys. You were aware of your disadvantage in the ring, even before I was.
You should not have wasted your time playing such games with someone who has proven that they are strong enough to not be affected by them. I do give you credit for not giving into your realization, but I doubt you truly have the will inside to overcome your disadvantages and defeat me. I welcome you trying; I want you to wrestle your best match. I want you at your best, so after I have kept my promise and defeated you in the center of the ring that you realize as soon as stepped into the ring against me…
Tell The World Something They Don't Already Know....
[Fade In: A pitch black screen, with the only visible element in the picture being that of a an outdated AM/FM record player. The audio being emitted is that of Aerosmith, specifically the song “Same Old Song and Dance”. As the hits from the 70s plays, it suddenly becomes stuck upon the chorus and repeatedly plays over and over again.]
It's the same old story
Same Old Song And Dance, my friend
[Suddenly, just as the repeated chorus rings about in an annoying manner, a hand emerges from the darkness and removes the pin from the record. As a result, silence now encompasses the scene. Nevertheless, one must be aware that the repeated rendition of the song’s chorus is symbolic of Kendall Codine’s opponent’s verbal addresses throughout their encounter.]
[Location: Atlanta, Georgia….July 10th, 2012]
[Scene: Just days removed from the Sweet Sixteen Round of the Ultratitle Tournament, we finds ourselves in the city which Kendall Codine calls home. The camera currently provides a beautiful aerial view of Atlanta, panning throughout the city. Eventually, the camera touches down upon the Atlanta World Wrestling Alliance & Professional Wrestling School, located at 4375 Commerce Drive. Due to the late hour of night, the gym is empty. However, the stench of sweat is present throughout, representing the hard work, dreams, and desires of several young men and women that aspire to make professional wrestling their career. The camera slowly pans throughout the gymnasium, eventually settling upon a shot of the wrestling ring that is arranged within the center of the facility. A single spotlight shines down upon the center of the ring, focusing specifically on a large individual who is sitting upon the canvas. His arms are wrapped around his legs, while his mixture of black and gray hair covers his face that is directed towards the ground. The man who sits in solitude is none other than Kendall Codine. It is apparent that he is gathering his thoughts in the city which he calls home, as he draws closer to the biggest match of his career. A match that could perhaps be his last.]
[Since his return to the ring, an ending has been prevalent. First with Steven Jackson, then with Troy Franklin, just recently with Mikey Massacre, and now with Kiyomori. The possibility of an end has yet to discourage Kendall Codine from silencing his critics and advancing through each round of the Ultratitle Tournament. At this point in his career, Codine has come to embrace fear and he understands that an end will come. Will it come in the next week? Codine’s opponent, Kiyomori, would lead you to believe so, but unfortunately for him, Codine has a different plan for his immediate future and it doesn’t involve an ending to his career just yet. Remaining in a motionless state, Codine breaks the silence and addresses the latest words from his opponent.]
Codine: Kiyomori….you are foolish enough to compare me to your previous opponents in this tournament, yet I’m somehow the ignorant one….
(A low tone chuckle arises from Codine’s stomach based upon the thought, before he eventually continues on.)
Codine: I’ve been questioned about several character traits throughout my career, but my intelligence has never been one of them. The irony in this entire situation is that the man that is throwing around false claims of ignorance is not really looking at me, but rather looking at himself in the mirror. I’m the first one to present you with a true challenge up to this point and it is showing. Since the beginning of our encounter, you have reached for obscure points in an attempt to break me down. Nonetheless, I laugh at each feeble attempt and continue to point out your hypocritical way of life and your tendency to repeat the same things over and over and over again.
I may have remained idle for nearly a decade, but I still accomplished more within that time then you could ever dream of accomplishing in a lifetime. Victory within the ring is not the only form of success in a person’s life, but then again, you should know that being an honorable Japanese warrior. I dare you to ask amongst the roster of those that remain in this tournament who Kendall Codine is….
….and they’ll tell you exactly who I am. Can you make the same claims Kiyomori? With a man who boasts of such success and accolades, there is nothing remotely significant about your career that can be identified by anyone that matters. Each and every round, you tell your opponents that we should know the man that hails from the country of Japan, yet I would question if you even know yourself. However, I’m convinced that in a repeated fashion, you’ll spew some more hypocritical nonsense in how the name Kiyomori represents honor, respect, and so on.
(Codine snickers to himself once more, acknowledging the truth behind his last statement.)
Kiyomori….you told me not to dare to credit myself as being on your level and you’re right, I’m not on your level….
I’M ABOVE IT….
(Silence overtakes the scene once again, as Codine collects his thoughts before proceeding to the next subject.)
Codine: I’ve come to realize that your greatest fear is not having the sham that you call a career being exposed, but rather losing to the man that revealed the facts behind the nonsense you deliver to the viewing audience. A man that you have painted out to be a cripple that can barely get out of his own way. The aches and pains that consume my body are the result of years of competition within the ring, something which most true competitors experience. It appears that you, being the super-human that you are, were able to avoid the wear and tear that accompanies a career spent in the squared circle.
(sarcastically) You are the perfect physical specimen. You are of superior intelligence. You are a warrior, yet respectful and honorable. You are an icon on the island of Japan. You are surrounded by fame and riches. You are a supreme being amongst us mortals.
One has to wonder if you’ve ever even wrestled prior to entering this tournament.
Based upon all of this information, I’ve learned a lot about you Kiyomori. The most important fact being that not only are you hypocritical, but you’re also….
Full of sh*t….
You speak so highly of your career, yet there is no evidence to support such claims. You speak of respect for others, while disrespecting them in the same breathe.
Ultimately, you have created an elaborate story based in fiction, in an attempt to masquerade the fear of never being noticed. Outside of organized religion, your bullsh*t story may be the best one ever created by common man.
That’s what I question….if it’s all true, then prove it.
(Codine sits in silence once again, pondering his next thought before moving on.)
Ultimately, you can look into my big, beautiful, blue eyes all you want and the only thing you’re going to see is the absence of fear….
The very fear that Eli Flair beat out of me within a steel cage in HEW years ago….
The fear that the mute freak, Deacon removed from my heart as I earned my first CSWA World Title shot….
The fear that I had when my only child was taken away from my arms as an infant….
The fear that overwhelmed me when Chad Merritt fired me from CSWA and I was left jobless….
The fear that took over my life when Erik Zieba closed the GXW doors and essentially ended my career nearly ten years ago….
That fear is gone Kiyomori. If my body fails, then I return to obscurity. If I lose in this tournament, then it will be as if I never entered from the start. What is there left to fear Nao?
A falsified “samurai” who may or may not have an accomplished career in “Puroresu”. That’s my point, no one knows anything about you Kiyomori, aside from the nonsense you put on the television screen and then you call them ignorant for pointing it out. That’s the difference between you and I….
My life is an open book, a best-seller if you will, and anyone you ask would be able to recite it by heart. So instead of sounding like a broken record, talking in circles, why don’t you tell the world something about me they don’t already know….
(Silence passes once again, allowing for an unsolicited response.)
Codine: My point has been the same from the start of this tournament and quite simply put, I don’t care….
I have a single goal in mind and that’s to end my career as the Ultratitle Champion.
Therefore, I don’t care what you choose to verbally repeat in a third consecutive promo, I don’t care if you question my physical abilities to withstand the punishment within the ring, I don’t care if you question my abilities to comprehend the spoken word, and I certainly don’t care who you are or where you’ve been….
I simply don’t care and for you, that’s the worst possible thing you could imagine.
(Codine slowly raises his head, exposing his face that is still somewhat hidden behind his hair. With an intense look upon his face, Codine offers his final address.)
And I most certainly don’t care what comes of your life after I end your run in the Ultratitle Tournament. I say it with heart, I say it with passion, and I say it with pride….
Re: Tell The World Something They Don't Already Know....
[FONT="]The same story?[/FONT] [FONT="] [/FONT] [FONT="]Perhaps if you were rereading the same page, which is something that one Kendall Codine seems to be very proficient at. Instead of ever truly addressing the essence of the words stated by Kiyomori, Codine has decided to take the coward and decide to speak around certain statements.[/FONT] [FONT="] [/FONT] [FONT="]Not only that, Kendall Codine has decided that instead of relying on his own words and merits that he must attempt to strengthen his arguments by dropping the names of other competitors in the UltraTitle…on more than one occasion.[/FONT] [FONT="] [/FONT] [FONT="]I guess he expects that to bring him results…[/FONT] [FONT="] [/FONT] [FONT="]Just as he is stupid enough to claim Kiyomori’s career has been non-existent nor is there any support in hand to for the career that he has worked the better part of the past two decades in carving out. While claiming that spending the past ten years in utter obscurity have left him above the level of his upcoming opponent…[/FONT] [FONT="] [/FONT] [FONT="]It is clear that Kendall Codine lives in a different realm than the rest of us…[/FONT] [FONT="] [/FONT] [FONT="]He makes claims of wanting proof from Kiyomori…Codine wants proof? Then that is what he shall receive, while Codine relies on his words in attempt to break down his opponents, Kiyomori is the exact opposite. Believe it or not, he’d rather allow his actions speak for him. He has nothing to prove to anyone other than himself, especially not someone with the overblown ego as Kendall Codine.[/FONT] [FONT="] [/FONT] [FONT="]The same man that claims to not have any fear, but fail to address very same fear that emanates from his eyes, and the same individual who underestimation of his next opponent will prove to be a grave error. [/FONT] [FONT="] [/FONT] [FONT="]While actions are what truly determines the make of an individual, a person can only take so much mindless ridicule before they decide to really strike back for no other reason than simply putting someone in their place.[/FONT] [FONT="] [/FONT] [FONT="]Kiyomori is not above doing such things, sometimes he feels it’s needed to put in place the finishing touches of a well laid out strategy. Unlike Kendall Codine, Kiyomori understands that there’s a bit more to strategy than stating your worth…It is quite similar to all of the talking, planning, or training a competitor ever does.[/FONT] [FONT="] [/FONT] [FONT="]None of it means anything unless you can back up your words in the ring…[/FONT] [FONT="] [/FONT] [FONT="]And leave your opponents in silence.[/FONT] [FONT="] [/FONT] [FONT="]Scene[/FONT] [FONT="] [/FONT] [FONT="]Simplicity is all that is needed at times, we return to Kiyomori’s apartment. On this occasion we are located in an undisclosed location as all we see is Kiyomori and a tan wall behind him. There aren’t any tricks here, no technology, nor any songs playing in attempt to relay a witty message. All we are presented with is Kiyomori standing with a look on his face that is new to what has been previously seen from him. While his face has shown many remnants of intensity in the past, this time just on looks alone you can see how it is at a new level.[/FONT] [FONT="] [/FONT] [FONT="]Looking into Kiyomori’s eyes you can see that he is filled with passion, filled with the desire to not have Kendall Codine be his last opponent in the UltraTitle, this is the look that has been absent from Codine’s eyes during the entire back and forth. This is the look that enters Kiyomori’s eyes when he knows something that he wants stands directly before him and to get there all that he needs to do is remove Kendall Codine from the equation.[/FONT] [FONT="] [/FONT] [FONT="]Something he is definitely more than capable of doing.[/FONT] [FONT="] [/FONT]
[FONT="]You know something Kendall? It’s quite appropriate you had a record playing at the beginning of your last address to me, as you have been as predictable and predetermined as a broken record. If I had to hear you repeat any of your same worn out points I would have simply refused to listen to another word that comes out of your mouth for as long as you live.[/FONT]
[FONT="] [/FONT] [FONT="]He pauses shortly, the look of intensity still in his eyes. The tone in his voice is strong, forcing you to listen to the words that come out of his mouth.[/FONT] [FONT="] [/FONT]
[FONT="]But, I will give you some due; you have been correct about one thing. As predictable and annoying it has become to hear you say…[/FONT]
[FONT="]…The End Is Near…[/FONT]
[FONT="]You are actually correct; one of our ends is very near. One of our flames in the UltraTitle is going to extinguished, one of us is about to leave this tournament extremely disappointed with having fallen to the other. That is the reality of the situation, which is what you have always tried to remove from the equation…[/FONT]
[FONT="]You attempted to portray me as a feudal samurai who wears a Katana at all times and making claims of beating the respect into you and doing so for the honor of my family. I have said no such things…[/FONT]
[FONT="]You mock me for building myself up to be some super human mutant who feels no pain nor could ever be struck down. Which is funny considering how you have been nothing other than an emotionless cardboard cut-out, who has shown he cannot get past the surface of any issue. I merely pointed out your obvious physical ailments that I and the rest of those with eyes on this tournament have seen. I have not said that I am without my aches and pains.Allow me to tell you the reality of the situation Codine… [/FONT]
[FONT="]I bleed like anyone else…[/FONT]
[FONT="]I feel pain just like anyone else…[/FONT]
[FONT="]I wake up wondering if I’ll be able to meet my schedule due to the pain in my body…[/FONT]
[FONT="]I’ve spent time in the hospital just like any other wrestler…[/FONT]
[FONT="]Yet, unlike most Kendall Codine…[/FONT]
[FONT="]I will _NOT_ quit….[/FONT]
[FONT="] [/FONT] [FONT="]Kiyomori’s voice begins to rise and his voice becomes sharper.[/FONT] [FONT="] [/FONT]
[FONT="]I do not think that I am physically perfect…I am also not overly intelligent…you just are quite stupid which you have proven over and over again with the words that continue to spew from your mouth. I am not a hypocritical samurai…I am none of these things. Just like yourself Kendall Codine, I am a man..no more or no less.[/FONT]
[FONT="]You want to hear something that the world doesn’t know? I _WILL_ admit to my fears. Every second during training, every moment of watching film, every second that leads up until I step into the ring against you I have been fueled by the fear of losing to you, the fear of just not being quite good enough. [/FONT]
[FONT="]That is why I have trained harder than yourself, that is why I have spent more time watching film, which is why I actually know who I am stepping into the ring against. You are the most ignorant person on earth to allow yourself to even think that I have never stepped into the ring before this tournament. If you would step away from whatever alternate dimension you have been living in and actually be aware of who I am, maybe my fear could have turned into a reality…[/FONT]
[FONT="]Maybe you could have actually been the individual to bring about my end in the UltraTitle. Instead you have done nothing but sealed your own fate, I know the same fear resides within you Kendall Codine. I know you worry of not being as great as what you or your so called legacy has dictated…That is why you are so quick to point in the direction of others who could bolster your ego. But allow me to make something even more clear to you…[/FONT]
[FONT="] [/FONT] [FONT="]The camera zooms in closer on Kiyomori’s face as he pauses briefly.[/FONT] [FONT="] [/FONT]
[FONT="]….Eli Flair isn’t going to be in our match…[/FONT]
[FONT="]…Deacon could not care less about you currently…[/FONT]
[FONT="]…Joey Melton isn’t going to help you defeat me…[/FONT]
[FONT="]…Cameron Cruise won’t be present inside the ring…[/FONT]
[FONT="]…I cannot be bothered with whatever sob story you have about fear…as I can see it all still consumes who you are…[/FONT]
[FONT="]_I_ should have been the only person you should have been concerned with. _I_ am the only one that has any say in the outcome of our match. _I_ am your opponent…Their words mean absolutely nothing. I know it feels great for someone who has been as irrelevant for as long as you have to drop the names of those who you think make you great by association…[/FONT]
[FONT="]All it does is prove how sad and pathetic you have become…[/FONT]
[FONT="]The Kendall Codine I watched in film from over a decade ago is long dead…now that all remains is a broken man with an ego that he can no longer fill through his natural talent. All that remains is someone who runs his mouth hoping that someone actually truly cares about anything he has to say. All that remains is a man who is starving for glory that he just will not be able to obtain.[/FONT]
[FONT="] [/FONT] [FONT="]Kiyomori points at his eyes with his right index finger.[/FONT] [FONT="] [/FONT]
[FONT="]Look into them Kendall and you will quickly find that I you are far from being above my level. My eyes will show you that while you were so busy thinking of clever songs and looking up definitions in the dictionary that I was concentrating on nothing other than defeating you inside the ring. While you are focused on making sure your son carries on the name that many have forgotten over the past ten years…[/FONT]
[FONT="]I was preparing for _OUR_ match. You say that winning the UltraTitle is your only goal, but it isn’t. Your words…your actions…all prove that you do not have the ability to reach deep inside your soul and defeat me. While my will is strong and focused on doing whatever it takes inside the ring to defeat you…[/FONT]
[FONT="]Yours is only concerned with restoring your name as something in this industry other than a has been…Someone who just wasn’t quite good enough to be compared to his superiors…someone who just didn’t quite have what it took to become the greatest. It takes greatness to win the UltraTitle Kendall Codine…[/FONT]
[FONT="]It will take greatness to defeat me…and you just don’t have it inside you to make either happen. If there’s one thing that I have made clear since the very beginning of this tournament it’s that I could not care less what anyone says or does…all I am here for is to claim the UltraTitle. While you think you not caring for me actually means something…[/FONT]
[FONT="]The truth is that the only thing that matters is how you will feel when your worst fears come to light? When I have defeated you, what will your life return to? I’m sure some fans who love nostalgia will beg for your autograph and will want their picture taken with you…[/FONT]
[FONT="]My fear of losing to you will not come to light; I know I will defeat you. Your fate is already sealed…and after our match I hope the thought of such an individual as yourself never crosses my mind again. I intend on keeping my promise and defeating you Codine…as anything else would simply be…[/FONT]
[FONT="] [/FONT] [FONT="]A slight smirk comes to his face..but the intensity and passion remains clear.[/FONT] [FONT="] [/FONT]
[FONT="] [/FONT] [FONT="]Fade.[/FONT]
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