Post by Lone Wolf on Oct 20, 2013 23:05:15 GMT -5
Scene One
The scene opens with the North Pier of Blackpool in the background, I'm dressed in a pair of jeans, a black hoodie and pair of black DC Versaflex 2 Skate Shoes and a black Harley Davidson Road Warrior 3-in-1 Leather Jacket with my Saints of Anarchy cut over the top of the jacket. I'm sitting on a black Harley-Davidson Softail Breakout motorcycle which is park in a an abandoned factory not far from the pier with the Harley parked facing a south westerly direction allowing me to gaze out the window over the sea back towards where I called home in Redwood, California. I just sit there gazing at the ocean when I hear the familiar sound of a rental van and the footsteps of a man walking towards me carrying a camera. I turn back and see a man in his late thirties carrying a camera.
Chase: You ready to do this then?
The man nods his head and presses a button and I see a red switch light up indicating he was recording.
Chase: Welcome to good all England... The country of my birth... The weather is a bit crappy today but that's something you get used to around here...
I swing around so I'm sitting facing the camera and the back end of the bike .
Chase: So it looks like my first match in EoV is going to be against the EoV World Champion Michael James who's as well as being the EoV World Champion and a prominent member of the United Nations, is also a chauvinist, hatred filled ignoramus. You see when I arrived here in EoV I thought he was a cocky son of a bitch, much like many people would describe me as but after hearing his long tirade of hate filled ignorance its quite clear that isn't the case. I mean the guy is meant to be carrying this company on his shoulders as it's World Champion, undefeated I believe I heard in that babbling tirade he spouted out, but you see as a Champion, hell any decent competitor you should always know who your facing especially when it can be as dangerous as it is in EoV. Michael clearly believes that his skills will be good enough to beat me cause he doesn't need to do into research into me the man that he will be facing soon enough in the middle of a EoV ring.
A smirk comes across my face...
Chase: That's going to be your biggest and mostly costly mistake you'll ever make, cause why you may think of me as some pathetic man looking to regain the position he once had, you couldn't be further from the truth if you tried... I don't give a rats arse about fame or being popular I never have and I never will... You see unlike so many of the people you've faced I ain't here for the fans, I ain't here for the fame, I ain't even here for the money, I'm here cause someone important to me asked me to come here and help out. But unlike your delusional punk arse seems to want to believe I'm not here because Little Miss Darkness asked me to be for all I care she could burn in the fire of hades for all I care... I'm here cause someone else asked me to come... But don't worry Michael she doesn't want anything to do with your or EoV so you don't have worry about her... But what you really should start worrying about is me... Lets do a little history lesson shall we... I'm not going to go into too much personal detail so lets start with where The Lone Wolf began... The World Wrestling Association...
The a faded WWA logo appears on the wall off to one side behind me...
Chase: The fed which where many credited my older brother with laying the foundations down with Shawn Taylor... I'll admit my start wasn't the greatest... I had a run of decent matches.
The WWA logo is replaced with footage from some of my early matches in WWA...
Chase: I was pretty naive back then thought I was untouchable till Shawn Taylor super-kicked my right in my jaw and handed me my first major defeat... Shortly after that I took a somewhat enforced sabbatical from wrestling...
The footage freezes on the frame where Taylor's boot can be seen connecting with my jaw...
Chase: As tough as a lost that was for me to take it instilled in me something that holds true to this very day... No One Is Unbeatable... Taylor proved it about me with the kick to my jaw... But after a couple of months I made my return being forced to be a part of the New Infantry lead by Dark Star...
The footage changes to the Infantry logo with a picture of the group infront of it...
Chase: However this wouldn't last for too many months as after the group suffered a major lost to Team WWA I along with a man called Jason Myers would decide that we had had enough and we took out the leader Dark Star and formed a Tag Team.
Footage of a blooded and battered Dark Star are shown on the wall.
Chase: After a few weeks we aligned ourselves with a third man called Ric Reaper and thus the WolfPack was born... We ran WWA destroying anyone and everyone that stood in our way... Myself and Reaper becoming Undefeated Tag Team Champions in the process and Myers becoming WWA World Heavyweight Champion.
Footage of The WolfPack decimating their opposition along with photos off us holding our Championships and several news stories with the headlines “Can Anyone Stop The WolfPack?” some of which featured images off us Crucifying Matt Blaze as we forced his brother Sam Blaze to watch on helpless live on national TV as well as several pictures of us holding our titles aloft in the air.
Chase: It was back then that I got given the name The Lone Wolf cause despite as vicious and dominant as we were in a group we were equally as vicious and dominant by ourselves... However that would also lead to our downfall cause we were so unstoppable and successful we all had our sights on the same prize The WWA World Heavyweight Championship which lead to the mutual agreement to disband. Sadly after I managed to become The number one contender for the WWA World Championship the company folded.
The footage changes to that of new headlines stating the closure of WWA which came as a shock to many.
Chase: The next stop for the Lone Wolf... The National Wrestling Association...
The NWA logo flashes up on the wall...
Chase: My very first match in an NWA I managed to beat NWA Hall of Famer Ryan Omega a pretty big feat for someone’s debut into a new federations. My success didn't last long though as I had a pretty mediocre run of matches but then things changed yet again as The WolfPack was reborn...
The NWA logo on the wall behind me is shredded by a wolf's claw and is replaced by The WolfPack logo...
Chase: And one again we demolished the competition and marched our way towards complete domination of the NWA, which we achieved and once again The WolfPack reigned supreme ... But yet after laying waste to all those that stood in our way, once again the craving for singles success lead to the downfall of the group as the only decent competition for any of us was one of our fellow Pack Members... After the group was once again things went dormant for me again that was until I earn a shot at NWA World Heavyweight Champion Messiah...
The WolfPack logo fades and is replaced by the headline The Return of the Lone Wolf Against The Dark Prince Messiah with the tag line “Is The Lone Wolf The Man To Stop The Undefeated Streak of The Dark Prince?”
Chase: And the answer to that was an astounding yes... Under controversial means I defeated Messiah and became the NWA World Heavyweight Champion with my very first shot at the Championship... However things would go down hill after that as I would leave the NWA due to Backstage Politics but despite everything I was never pinned or was submitted for my World Title...
The headline is replaced by a headline reading “NWA World Heavyweight Champion Chase Michaels Leaves The NWA as World Champion!”
Chase: After several months of a less than stellar run I made return to NWA with a healthy pay day and contract. And it wasn't long before I would go on to win my second World Championship... But yet when I would find success, controversy followed like a thief the night and after that and I lost the World Championship in a fatal four way... Many people would bitch and whine about how they were never pinned but that isn't me... I lost and I moved on to more important things... I became focus of sorting out my personal life rather than focusing on something I was losing desire for... However despite not winning any Championships my name was established in the main event scene often with my matches stealing the show... It was during my time in NWA that I encountered Mistress of Darkness... Chelsea Armstrong... And it was quite a bitter encounter...
The headline is replaced with another reading “Chase Michaels and Vixen tortured at the hands of Mistress of Darkness and Messiah!”
Chase: That lead to quite a bitter all out war between myself and Chelsea a war which we both still bare the scars of today... After the dust settled both of our bodies blooded, bruised and scarred, management made sure to keep us out of each others way both backstage and in the ring. Cause despite fighting each other to hell and back things were never truly settle... Even to this day there is real hatred there... I'm not talking about a strong dislike for each other... I mean absolute and undeniable hatred for each other... It was shortly after this that I left the wrestling business to pursue other things which meant and still mean a lot to me to this very day... My financee Vixen and my club The Saints of Anarchy...
The headline on the wall is replaced by a Saints logo as I place my hand over the engagement ring I wear from the chain around my neck... I remain silent for awhile before running my hand through my hair...
Chase: So you see Michael you were dead wrong when you said that I am at Chelsea's beck and call... Dead wrong... I follow no one, I play second fiddle, I take orders from no one... I am the Lone Wolf for a reason... And you're going to find that out... You see Michael while you think you understand me, while you thing you're going to walk into Chaos and walk all over me in that ring... You're dead wrong... You see if you had done your research... Hell if you had even put my name into google... You would realise the battle that lays a head of you... You would realise just how dangerous I can be... You see while I have to admit your undefeated reign here in EoV is quite remarkable, you've never faced competition like me before... I'm not like any of the other competitors here in EoV... I'm not like Chelsea, I'm not like Dreadful, Kaine or Caliban... I couldn't give a rat arse honestly what you did to them or how badly you defeated them in the past... Cause you see honestly they're all nobodies... I care about them as much as I care about you and to be honest... And you aren't much more than a bit of shit on the bottom of my boot in all honesty...
I smirk towards the camera...
Chase: As far as me crashing and burning... You're going to be in for a long wait to see that happen cause despite everything I've been through in the wrestling business... I still look forward to lacing my boots up and heading out that ring... Not cause I need to bask in the adoration of the fans but because as cliché as this may sound I was born a fighter... Every day I fight for the next day... I fight for the hope of a better future.. Not for the EoV... Not for the Fans... Hell not even for the World I better future for me and mine... You see when people fight for pride or fame, both falter... Both can be snatch away from our gasp in an instance... But fighting that someone for me there's nothing stronger... So continue to sling your dirt at me... Continue to sling that tirade of hate and delusion at me... Cause all you're doing is proving to me and the rest of the planet just a how dumber bastard you really are...
The wall behind me lights up with the Lone Wolf logo...
Chase: And James you're going to learn one very important thing about me come our match... But by that time for you... It's going to be too late... See you soon you delusional bastard...
I put my HD Asphalt 1/2 Motorcycle Helmet back on and rev up my bikes engine before I take off out of the abandoned factory leaving Michaels James a message on the wall
Any fool can criticize, condemn and complain - and most fools do.
Benjamin Franklin...
ALWAYS BEWARE OF THE LONE WOLF!
Scene Fades...
Scene Two
The scene reopens backstage at the Blackpool Tower in a room that has been set up as the medical room. I'm sitting on the examination table dressed in a pair of jeans, a black hoodie and pair of black DC Versaflex 2 Skate Shoes and a black Harley Davidson Road Warrior 3-in-1 Leather Jacket with my Saints of Anarchy cut over the top of the jacket. The EoV doctor is wanting to check me over before my match...
Doctor: I'm sorry Mister Michaels but it's EoV rules every new competitor has to undergo a medical to prevent anyone involved with EoV being held liable for past injuries or conditions.
Chase: Why don't you hand me a waiver and I'll sign it cause buddy you ain't giving me a damn medical.
All of a sudden there's a knock at the door and in walks Danny Brannigan and a camera crew...
Chase: A more the merrier...
I turn back to the doctor...
Chase: Carry on I ain't got anything to hide...
Doctor: Seeing as your refusing a medical can I just run down the last medical I was sent from your doctor in the states?
Chase: Sure...
The doctor lifts up a clip board from his desk and walks back over to me.
Doctor: As far as outstanding injuries you have none?
Chase: Sounds about right...
Doctor: Past injuries... Dislocated shoulder, broken ribs, dislocated knee, severed ligament in your leg... I understand that was a result of getting stabbed just above your right knee...
Chase: Yep by a 6 inch Bowie Knife...
Doctor: You've also been shot several times...
Chase: If you say so...
Doctor: Several concussions but none recent...
Chase: Yep...
Doctor: Several broken fingers and a whole list of serious bruises and cuts...
I reach over and grab the clip board from the doctor and flip through several pages of bruises and cuts.
Chase: DAMN... That's a lot...
The doctor grabs his clip board back as a smirk towards the camera.
Doctor: No major medical conditions you know of...
Chase: Nope none..
Doctor: Okay I'll just go and get that waiver from the legal department... I'll be back in a few moments...
I watch as the doctor leaves the room and see a confused look on Danny Brannigan's face.
Chase: So what's got you confused Danny boy?
Brannigan: You do realise we were recording as we came in don't you?
Chase: Yep... Ah you're wondering why I would let someone like Michael James know all my past injuries... Aren't you?
Brannigan nods his head...
Chase: It's simple... We kill the Champion...
I smirk as a completely lost look comes across Brannigan's face..
Chase: Always wanted to say that... It's a quote from Ledger's Joker in the Batman film... Anyways it's simple I really don't care what James knows about me... I don't care if he knows what my old injuries are... I want to emphasis old injuries... As he sure last week I'm perfectly capable of kicking his and the rest of his UN buddies arses all over this arena... Oh I guess I owe Michael an apologise for crashing his little shindig last week... Actually the only thing I owe that man is an arse kicking... You see we all know it Michael James and his bunch of UN apes are just a bunch of bullies bullying there way to fame and fortune... But what they're failed to see coming is that in bringing me in... Chelsea has changed the game... Cause I ain't going to be bullied not by Michael James, not by Tommy Roe--- What ever the hell he's calling him self now or that little angry mother fucker Karen Al--Whatever he's called... The last guy that tried to bully me ended up eating his food through a straw for a couple of months... I don't take well to bullies... Why... think what ever you want as the reason why I don't take well to bullies... Whether it was my troubled upbringing or some other therapist mumbo jumbo... The fact is I don't take well to them... In fact I tend to act quite violently towards them... And just like I showed last week I'm sure as hell going to take the fight to them when ever and where ever I deem fit... Whether it's during some pompus ceremony, or on the way to the airport, or on their way to a blue oyster bar that they all like to regularly visit...
I smirk towards the camera
Chase: You see so far they won a few battles and they think they're undefeatable .. Well they're mistaken... Especially Michael Friggin' James The EoV World Champion din-a-ling... You see I sent him a message already but just in case the pig ignorant bastard didn't hear me or comprehend me... He's severely underestimated me and I'm sure as hell I'm going to make him regret it come our match... You see he might of beaten a few people here in EoV but what he fails to realise is that I ain't your typical competitor... I've endured more than anyone ever thought was possible and yet I'm still standing or in this case sitting... But never the less he's claimed that he's willing to look death in the face when he completes... Bitch please I stare death in the face ever minute of the day, seven days a week, 365 days a year or 366 days in a leap year... I not only stare death in the face but I damn well spit in its face... Better people have tried to end my career and worst people have tried to end my life... But you see just like the X-Men character Wolverine... I just don't give up, I just don't die... Why... Well it's simple... It's not cause it's fate, it's not cause it's my destiny... It's just cause I'm not ready to give up and die... So when you step in the ring with me Michael James, I want you to remember that whole list of my past injuries... I want you to try and use them against me... Why cause this time around I want a decent fight from you... You and your UN apes got your hands handed to you by 3 girls and a guy...
I look into the camera...
Chase: You remember that Michael when we left you clutching your precious EoV World Title while the rest of your boys were beat down on the floor with you... I bet that pisses someone like you off... Well you know what that's good... I want you to come at me with all the built up anger... I want you to come at me ready to rip my head off cause when I come at you in the middle of the ring don't expect me to look to out wrestle you... Don't expect me to look to out preform you... Cause this week it ain't going to be a wrestling classic match... It's going to be a bloody and violent fight between you a man who obviously doesn't like a man like and me, a man that just loves a good fight and to kick someone's arrogant, ignorant, chauvinistic arse all over that ring...
A sinister grin appears on my face...
Chase: Now I know seeing as I'm consider a biker which is also generally associated with being arrogant, ignorant and chauvinistic... I ain't a typical anything... I don't fit into any one character group... Well other than being The Lone Wolf... Which is a pretty unique group consisting of let me think...
I stroke my beard as I comically pretend to think...
Chase: Just me... Michael James, you and the rest of your UN buddies are going to learn a valuable lesson this week... There is and will only ever be Lone Wolf... Why.. Cause if there was any more of me the world... No all existence would simultaneously self destruct as nothing not even existence itself would be able to contain that amount of awesome...
A big Joker like grin comes across my face...
Chase: And yes you arrogant, chauvinistic ignoramus... I am that damn awesome... Cause it's simple... I'm The Lone Wolf bitches... I'm going to have some fun come Chaos... And boys I'll let you in on a little secret if you think I've come for some pathetic victory over any of you...
The grin disappears as an emotionless look appears on my face...
Chase: You'll be DEAD ring... I've come here for a fight... I don't care if I win or lose... I just care about how much pain and suffering I can inflict on you pathetic lot... So be warned boys... Step in the ring with me... And it'll be the biggest mistake of your lives... Cause it's going to be all out war... Cause it's like a wrestler from Brooklyn theme song used to go “Win if you can, survive if I let you. The mood is about to change. You're about to be just...another...victim!”
The doctor comes in and I grab the clipboard from him and quickly sign the waiver...
Chase: See you soon Michael... It's going to be fun...
I smirk at the camera before I turn and leave singing "Just Another Victim" by Cypress Hill as I go...
Scene Fades.
The scene opens with the North Pier of Blackpool in the background, I'm dressed in a pair of jeans, a black hoodie and pair of black DC Versaflex 2 Skate Shoes and a black Harley Davidson Road Warrior 3-in-1 Leather Jacket with my Saints of Anarchy cut over the top of the jacket. I'm sitting on a black Harley-Davidson Softail Breakout motorcycle which is park in a an abandoned factory not far from the pier with the Harley parked facing a south westerly direction allowing me to gaze out the window over the sea back towards where I called home in Redwood, California. I just sit there gazing at the ocean when I hear the familiar sound of a rental van and the footsteps of a man walking towards me carrying a camera. I turn back and see a man in his late thirties carrying a camera.
Chase: You ready to do this then?
The man nods his head and presses a button and I see a red switch light up indicating he was recording.
Chase: Welcome to good all England... The country of my birth... The weather is a bit crappy today but that's something you get used to around here...
I swing around so I'm sitting facing the camera and the back end of the bike .
Chase: So it looks like my first match in EoV is going to be against the EoV World Champion Michael James who's as well as being the EoV World Champion and a prominent member of the United Nations, is also a chauvinist, hatred filled ignoramus. You see when I arrived here in EoV I thought he was a cocky son of a bitch, much like many people would describe me as but after hearing his long tirade of hate filled ignorance its quite clear that isn't the case. I mean the guy is meant to be carrying this company on his shoulders as it's World Champion, undefeated I believe I heard in that babbling tirade he spouted out, but you see as a Champion, hell any decent competitor you should always know who your facing especially when it can be as dangerous as it is in EoV. Michael clearly believes that his skills will be good enough to beat me cause he doesn't need to do into research into me the man that he will be facing soon enough in the middle of a EoV ring.
A smirk comes across my face...
Chase: That's going to be your biggest and mostly costly mistake you'll ever make, cause why you may think of me as some pathetic man looking to regain the position he once had, you couldn't be further from the truth if you tried... I don't give a rats arse about fame or being popular I never have and I never will... You see unlike so many of the people you've faced I ain't here for the fans, I ain't here for the fame, I ain't even here for the money, I'm here cause someone important to me asked me to come here and help out. But unlike your delusional punk arse seems to want to believe I'm not here because Little Miss Darkness asked me to be for all I care she could burn in the fire of hades for all I care... I'm here cause someone else asked me to come... But don't worry Michael she doesn't want anything to do with your or EoV so you don't have worry about her... But what you really should start worrying about is me... Lets do a little history lesson shall we... I'm not going to go into too much personal detail so lets start with where The Lone Wolf began... The World Wrestling Association...
The a faded WWA logo appears on the wall off to one side behind me...
Chase: The fed which where many credited my older brother with laying the foundations down with Shawn Taylor... I'll admit my start wasn't the greatest... I had a run of decent matches.
The WWA logo is replaced with footage from some of my early matches in WWA...
Chase: I was pretty naive back then thought I was untouchable till Shawn Taylor super-kicked my right in my jaw and handed me my first major defeat... Shortly after that I took a somewhat enforced sabbatical from wrestling...
The footage freezes on the frame where Taylor's boot can be seen connecting with my jaw...
Chase: As tough as a lost that was for me to take it instilled in me something that holds true to this very day... No One Is Unbeatable... Taylor proved it about me with the kick to my jaw... But after a couple of months I made my return being forced to be a part of the New Infantry lead by Dark Star...
The footage changes to the Infantry logo with a picture of the group infront of it...
Chase: However this wouldn't last for too many months as after the group suffered a major lost to Team WWA I along with a man called Jason Myers would decide that we had had enough and we took out the leader Dark Star and formed a Tag Team.
Footage of a blooded and battered Dark Star are shown on the wall.
Chase: After a few weeks we aligned ourselves with a third man called Ric Reaper and thus the WolfPack was born... We ran WWA destroying anyone and everyone that stood in our way... Myself and Reaper becoming Undefeated Tag Team Champions in the process and Myers becoming WWA World Heavyweight Champion.
Footage of The WolfPack decimating their opposition along with photos off us holding our Championships and several news stories with the headlines “Can Anyone Stop The WolfPack?” some of which featured images off us Crucifying Matt Blaze as we forced his brother Sam Blaze to watch on helpless live on national TV as well as several pictures of us holding our titles aloft in the air.
Chase: It was back then that I got given the name The Lone Wolf cause despite as vicious and dominant as we were in a group we were equally as vicious and dominant by ourselves... However that would also lead to our downfall cause we were so unstoppable and successful we all had our sights on the same prize The WWA World Heavyweight Championship which lead to the mutual agreement to disband. Sadly after I managed to become The number one contender for the WWA World Championship the company folded.
The footage changes to that of new headlines stating the closure of WWA which came as a shock to many.
Chase: The next stop for the Lone Wolf... The National Wrestling Association...
The NWA logo flashes up on the wall...
Chase: My very first match in an NWA I managed to beat NWA Hall of Famer Ryan Omega a pretty big feat for someone’s debut into a new federations. My success didn't last long though as I had a pretty mediocre run of matches but then things changed yet again as The WolfPack was reborn...
The NWA logo on the wall behind me is shredded by a wolf's claw and is replaced by The WolfPack logo...
Chase: And one again we demolished the competition and marched our way towards complete domination of the NWA, which we achieved and once again The WolfPack reigned supreme ... But yet after laying waste to all those that stood in our way, once again the craving for singles success lead to the downfall of the group as the only decent competition for any of us was one of our fellow Pack Members... After the group was once again things went dormant for me again that was until I earn a shot at NWA World Heavyweight Champion Messiah...
The WolfPack logo fades and is replaced by the headline The Return of the Lone Wolf Against The Dark Prince Messiah with the tag line “Is The Lone Wolf The Man To Stop The Undefeated Streak of The Dark Prince?”
Chase: And the answer to that was an astounding yes... Under controversial means I defeated Messiah and became the NWA World Heavyweight Champion with my very first shot at the Championship... However things would go down hill after that as I would leave the NWA due to Backstage Politics but despite everything I was never pinned or was submitted for my World Title...
The headline is replaced by a headline reading “NWA World Heavyweight Champion Chase Michaels Leaves The NWA as World Champion!”
Chase: After several months of a less than stellar run I made return to NWA with a healthy pay day and contract. And it wasn't long before I would go on to win my second World Championship... But yet when I would find success, controversy followed like a thief the night and after that and I lost the World Championship in a fatal four way... Many people would bitch and whine about how they were never pinned but that isn't me... I lost and I moved on to more important things... I became focus of sorting out my personal life rather than focusing on something I was losing desire for... However despite not winning any Championships my name was established in the main event scene often with my matches stealing the show... It was during my time in NWA that I encountered Mistress of Darkness... Chelsea Armstrong... And it was quite a bitter encounter...
The headline is replaced with another reading “Chase Michaels and Vixen tortured at the hands of Mistress of Darkness and Messiah!”
Chase: That lead to quite a bitter all out war between myself and Chelsea a war which we both still bare the scars of today... After the dust settled both of our bodies blooded, bruised and scarred, management made sure to keep us out of each others way both backstage and in the ring. Cause despite fighting each other to hell and back things were never truly settle... Even to this day there is real hatred there... I'm not talking about a strong dislike for each other... I mean absolute and undeniable hatred for each other... It was shortly after this that I left the wrestling business to pursue other things which meant and still mean a lot to me to this very day... My financee Vixen and my club The Saints of Anarchy...
The headline on the wall is replaced by a Saints logo as I place my hand over the engagement ring I wear from the chain around my neck... I remain silent for awhile before running my hand through my hair...
Chase: So you see Michael you were dead wrong when you said that I am at Chelsea's beck and call... Dead wrong... I follow no one, I play second fiddle, I take orders from no one... I am the Lone Wolf for a reason... And you're going to find that out... You see Michael while you think you understand me, while you thing you're going to walk into Chaos and walk all over me in that ring... You're dead wrong... You see if you had done your research... Hell if you had even put my name into google... You would realise the battle that lays a head of you... You would realise just how dangerous I can be... You see while I have to admit your undefeated reign here in EoV is quite remarkable, you've never faced competition like me before... I'm not like any of the other competitors here in EoV... I'm not like Chelsea, I'm not like Dreadful, Kaine or Caliban... I couldn't give a rat arse honestly what you did to them or how badly you defeated them in the past... Cause you see honestly they're all nobodies... I care about them as much as I care about you and to be honest... And you aren't much more than a bit of shit on the bottom of my boot in all honesty...
I smirk towards the camera...
Chase: As far as me crashing and burning... You're going to be in for a long wait to see that happen cause despite everything I've been through in the wrestling business... I still look forward to lacing my boots up and heading out that ring... Not cause I need to bask in the adoration of the fans but because as cliché as this may sound I was born a fighter... Every day I fight for the next day... I fight for the hope of a better future.. Not for the EoV... Not for the Fans... Hell not even for the World I better future for me and mine... You see when people fight for pride or fame, both falter... Both can be snatch away from our gasp in an instance... But fighting that someone for me there's nothing stronger... So continue to sling your dirt at me... Continue to sling that tirade of hate and delusion at me... Cause all you're doing is proving to me and the rest of the planet just a how dumber bastard you really are...
The wall behind me lights up with the Lone Wolf logo...
Chase: And James you're going to learn one very important thing about me come our match... But by that time for you... It's going to be too late... See you soon you delusional bastard...
I put my HD Asphalt 1/2 Motorcycle Helmet back on and rev up my bikes engine before I take off out of the abandoned factory leaving Michaels James a message on the wall
Any fool can criticize, condemn and complain - and most fools do.
Benjamin Franklin...
ALWAYS BEWARE OF THE LONE WOLF!
Scene Fades...
Scene Two
The scene reopens backstage at the Blackpool Tower in a room that has been set up as the medical room. I'm sitting on the examination table dressed in a pair of jeans, a black hoodie and pair of black DC Versaflex 2 Skate Shoes and a black Harley Davidson Road Warrior 3-in-1 Leather Jacket with my Saints of Anarchy cut over the top of the jacket. The EoV doctor is wanting to check me over before my match...
Doctor: I'm sorry Mister Michaels but it's EoV rules every new competitor has to undergo a medical to prevent anyone involved with EoV being held liable for past injuries or conditions.
Chase: Why don't you hand me a waiver and I'll sign it cause buddy you ain't giving me a damn medical.
All of a sudden there's a knock at the door and in walks Danny Brannigan and a camera crew...
Chase: A more the merrier...
I turn back to the doctor...
Chase: Carry on I ain't got anything to hide...
Doctor: Seeing as your refusing a medical can I just run down the last medical I was sent from your doctor in the states?
Chase: Sure...
The doctor lifts up a clip board from his desk and walks back over to me.
Doctor: As far as outstanding injuries you have none?
Chase: Sounds about right...
Doctor: Past injuries... Dislocated shoulder, broken ribs, dislocated knee, severed ligament in your leg... I understand that was a result of getting stabbed just above your right knee...
Chase: Yep by a 6 inch Bowie Knife...
Doctor: You've also been shot several times...
Chase: If you say so...
Doctor: Several concussions but none recent...
Chase: Yep...
Doctor: Several broken fingers and a whole list of serious bruises and cuts...
I reach over and grab the clip board from the doctor and flip through several pages of bruises and cuts.
Chase: DAMN... That's a lot...
The doctor grabs his clip board back as a smirk towards the camera.
Doctor: No major medical conditions you know of...
Chase: Nope none..
Doctor: Okay I'll just go and get that waiver from the legal department... I'll be back in a few moments...
I watch as the doctor leaves the room and see a confused look on Danny Brannigan's face.
Chase: So what's got you confused Danny boy?
Brannigan: You do realise we were recording as we came in don't you?
Chase: Yep... Ah you're wondering why I would let someone like Michael James know all my past injuries... Aren't you?
Brannigan nods his head...
Chase: It's simple... We kill the Champion...
I smirk as a completely lost look comes across Brannigan's face..
Chase: Always wanted to say that... It's a quote from Ledger's Joker in the Batman film... Anyways it's simple I really don't care what James knows about me... I don't care if he knows what my old injuries are... I want to emphasis old injuries... As he sure last week I'm perfectly capable of kicking his and the rest of his UN buddies arses all over this arena... Oh I guess I owe Michael an apologise for crashing his little shindig last week... Actually the only thing I owe that man is an arse kicking... You see we all know it Michael James and his bunch of UN apes are just a bunch of bullies bullying there way to fame and fortune... But what they're failed to see coming is that in bringing me in... Chelsea has changed the game... Cause I ain't going to be bullied not by Michael James, not by Tommy Roe--- What ever the hell he's calling him self now or that little angry mother fucker Karen Al--Whatever he's called... The last guy that tried to bully me ended up eating his food through a straw for a couple of months... I don't take well to bullies... Why... think what ever you want as the reason why I don't take well to bullies... Whether it was my troubled upbringing or some other therapist mumbo jumbo... The fact is I don't take well to them... In fact I tend to act quite violently towards them... And just like I showed last week I'm sure as hell going to take the fight to them when ever and where ever I deem fit... Whether it's during some pompus ceremony, or on the way to the airport, or on their way to a blue oyster bar that they all like to regularly visit...
I smirk towards the camera
Chase: You see so far they won a few battles and they think they're undefeatable .. Well they're mistaken... Especially Michael Friggin' James The EoV World Champion din-a-ling... You see I sent him a message already but just in case the pig ignorant bastard didn't hear me or comprehend me... He's severely underestimated me and I'm sure as hell I'm going to make him regret it come our match... You see he might of beaten a few people here in EoV but what he fails to realise is that I ain't your typical competitor... I've endured more than anyone ever thought was possible and yet I'm still standing or in this case sitting... But never the less he's claimed that he's willing to look death in the face when he completes... Bitch please I stare death in the face ever minute of the day, seven days a week, 365 days a year or 366 days in a leap year... I not only stare death in the face but I damn well spit in its face... Better people have tried to end my career and worst people have tried to end my life... But you see just like the X-Men character Wolverine... I just don't give up, I just don't die... Why... Well it's simple... It's not cause it's fate, it's not cause it's my destiny... It's just cause I'm not ready to give up and die... So when you step in the ring with me Michael James, I want you to remember that whole list of my past injuries... I want you to try and use them against me... Why cause this time around I want a decent fight from you... You and your UN apes got your hands handed to you by 3 girls and a guy...
I look into the camera...
Chase: You remember that Michael when we left you clutching your precious EoV World Title while the rest of your boys were beat down on the floor with you... I bet that pisses someone like you off... Well you know what that's good... I want you to come at me with all the built up anger... I want you to come at me ready to rip my head off cause when I come at you in the middle of the ring don't expect me to look to out wrestle you... Don't expect me to look to out preform you... Cause this week it ain't going to be a wrestling classic match... It's going to be a bloody and violent fight between you a man who obviously doesn't like a man like and me, a man that just loves a good fight and to kick someone's arrogant, ignorant, chauvinistic arse all over that ring...
A sinister grin appears on my face...
Chase: Now I know seeing as I'm consider a biker which is also generally associated with being arrogant, ignorant and chauvinistic... I ain't a typical anything... I don't fit into any one character group... Well other than being The Lone Wolf... Which is a pretty unique group consisting of let me think...
I stroke my beard as I comically pretend to think...
Chase: Just me... Michael James, you and the rest of your UN buddies are going to learn a valuable lesson this week... There is and will only ever be Lone Wolf... Why.. Cause if there was any more of me the world... No all existence would simultaneously self destruct as nothing not even existence itself would be able to contain that amount of awesome...
A big Joker like grin comes across my face...
Chase: And yes you arrogant, chauvinistic ignoramus... I am that damn awesome... Cause it's simple... I'm The Lone Wolf bitches... I'm going to have some fun come Chaos... And boys I'll let you in on a little secret if you think I've come for some pathetic victory over any of you...
The grin disappears as an emotionless look appears on my face...
Chase: You'll be DEAD ring... I've come here for a fight... I don't care if I win or lose... I just care about how much pain and suffering I can inflict on you pathetic lot... So be warned boys... Step in the ring with me... And it'll be the biggest mistake of your lives... Cause it's going to be all out war... Cause it's like a wrestler from Brooklyn theme song used to go “Win if you can, survive if I let you. The mood is about to change. You're about to be just...another...victim!”
The doctor comes in and I grab the clipboard from him and quickly sign the waiver...
Chase: See you soon Michael... It's going to be fun...
I smirk at the camera before I turn and leave singing "Just Another Victim" by Cypress Hill as I go...
Scene Fades.
