BATTLE OF THE GATE KEEPERS
K'DANGELO vs. TONY EVERRETT
The current Greatest OCW World Heavyweight Champion is seen in a rather odd place. He stands out in front of a random door.
He plays catch by himself by underthrowing a handball to the opposite wall.
His highly trademarked shades made him unphased by the multitude of flash photography by The OCW Poparazzi that grew steadily around him.
H2O: I know why all of you are here. You want to know where I have been? Where is Heather? Why did I attack The OCW World Heavyweight Champion Rust Cohle.
H2O continues without allowing the paparazzi to penetrate his moment.
H2O: Did you and Kassidy plan this attack to Rust? Does this mean you two will take down Dominion or will there be others joining in? This new look is a result of losing the baby?
The media are taken back by Harvey’s apathetic demeanor.
H2O: Everyone’s questions will be answered in my time.
H2O: So if you’re here to give you a couple lines about how I feel about Rust Cohle...sorry. I’m not a thousand year old oak tree that casts shade over someone.
H2O: I’m The Greatest OCW World Heavyweight Champion...EVER! I don’t have to explain shit.
H2O: It’s time!
Once again Harvey leaves the media confused. They know it’s not time for him to compete just yet.
They watch him open the door to the room he was idled next to and walk in.
H2O: Let our rebirth begin tonight.
H2O closes the door behind him leaving no room for the media to see who he is actually talking to.
The media puts their ears to the door to listen as we cut to the next scene.
The Camera Pans To The XTron!
We open in a dark room located somewhere within the bowels of the arena, nothing in sight but the red dot of a single camera operator, a spotlight, a folding chair within it’s light and what’s sitting on the chair.. a single live microphone.
Said mic is able to pick up the sound of the door opening up, letting in just a crack of light before quickly returning to utter darkness, the sound of a pair of wrestling boots coming closer and closer until it’s picked up. The camera focuses on the man sitting now on the chair, Mr Turmoil.
Wrex still seems to be preparing for the coming match, the coming war as he’s slowing pulling up a compression sleeve.
Wrex: Less annoying than the tape, that’s for sure.
He finishes up, waving his arm around a couple times to test mobility before taking the mic out of his lap.
Wrex: I’m sure you’re all wondering what this is about huh? Why am I taking up valuable show time when you could be watching some more wrestling? I asked for this time because I had something important to talk about.. but now that I’m actually sitting here, I don’t even know where to start.
He puts the microphone back into his lap as he tapes his other knee up some more, pulling the knee pad back up afterwards.
Wrex: I guess this is a good place huh? Why the sleeve, why the tape..
Wrex: I'm sure the smart ones out there have already figured it out, but for the.. less oblivious of you, I'm hurt. I have been for a long time.
Wrex once again puts the mic down, checking his knee brace is properly secured.
Wrex: This knee’s already had surgery done to it after an incident involving a ladder at a house show, thanks Aries. Other knee hasn’t been too far behind for a while either.
Wrex: The arm got trapped under a table at consequences, probably where the worst of the pain started. Truth be told, it's not been right since it got bent the wrong way two lutions ago.
He winces just talking about it, anyone who saw the injury probably understands why.
Wrex: I'm sure you’re all wondering why I'm talking about this when I'm just about to wrestle? Why am I giving Nate Ortiz of all people more ammo to use against me.. Well I'm sure he’s smart enough to already know all this, probably paying someone to watch all the tape for him.
Wrex: I'm not talking about all this because I want to give away all my weak spots to every person on the roster, I'm doing this for all of you. Because I need you all to understand the pain I go through every single day, to comprehend what I’m about to tell you all.
Wrex: I’m running out of time.
Wrex: I can’t do this for much longer.
Wrex: And any day now.. I'm going to need to step away.
Wrex stops for a moment, he can almost hear the noise of the fans from the room.
Wrex: After my first knee surgery the doctors told me to slow down, take time away, adopt a slower style. And what did I do? I went faster, out of spite I took every match a hundred and twenty percent faster. Because I already knew my days were numbered and I had so much left to do. And out of spite, I went further than anyone ever thought I would, but eventually, pain took over from spite. Didn’t it?
Wrex: I know I haven't been myself for a long time, Anniversary was the last time that Mr Turmoil went a hundred and twenty. After I lost the title I started slowing down, I had to. The pain was becoming unbearable. Even then I main evented lution. Fucking miracle honestly.
Wrex: Every time Mr Turmoil showed glimpses of coming back, the pain dragged me down. He came back at Consequences and now my shoulder can barely go up. He came back at Summercide and.. god what didn’t happen to me there.
Wrex: And now here we are. The endgame has arrived and Im facing Nate Or- fucking’ -tiz. And the only question now is… what is he getting. Mr Turmoil, or Old broken Alastair Ross..
Wrex: Nate the truth is I’m fucked. a broken mess working off cheap mexican painkillers, duct tape.. And spite. And that last one should have you fucking worried.
Wrex: My greatest weapon has always been my spite. I joined this company out of fucking spite for the people who said I’d never make anything out of myself. After Turmoil 200, spite dragged me out of the fucking hole Bingo put me in, and took me to semi main event of Lution. And when that went wrong, it dragged me tag gold, world title gold TWICE, IT DRAGGED ME TO THE FUCKING MAIN EVENT!
Wrex: You want to know what you’re getting tonight? You better goddamn believe that you’re getting Mr fuckin Turmoil!
Wrex: I am done playing this shit slow, I am tired of taking a step back and letting others take my spot, and I’m so fucking tired of you thinking you’re still the apex of this business.
Wrex: You’ve gone through some of the best this company has ever known. You’re a legend, you’re the greatest than greatest of all time, no one can take that from you.
Wrex: But tonight Nate, you’re gonna learn that while you might be one of the greatest to ever tie their boots, you’re nowhere near as good as me anymore.
Wrex: From now on all I’m giving is a hundred and fifty. And if tonight is the end of the road. Believe Im going out a fucking fighter. You’re gonna have to tear all this from my cold dead hands.
Wrex: Because this is my world now Nate Ortiz, and you and the rest of your fucking groupies. Well.. you’re just paying rent.