Post by The Young Gun Colt Winchester on Aug 9, 2011 21:43:34 GMT -5
He stood behind the curtain and waited for his music to play as the main event was at last here. So far he had won every match, he had won the contendership to the real extreme world title and tonight he had to fight for his pride and settle for being second best and know he was better or embarrass himself by quitting and hope to redeem himself by beating John Michael White.
From behind a woman approached The Young Gun, tapped him on the shoulder and greeted him with a smile. Her face he had seen before but he didn't know who she was.
"Colt Winchester I persume?"...She said as she looked him over.
"Yeah that's me, can I help you?" He asked hoping she would identify herself and her intentions.
"Sorry I've not got the pleasure to meet you yet, I'm Sara Stone and I am the co-commissioner of Real Extreme Wrestling."
Colt cocked his head and looked at her cautiously, nobody had ever mentioned anything about a second commissioner and by the way she was dressed she looked like another wrestler.
"I've been away on...business I guess you could call it, and that's exactly why there are two commissioners here. Unfortunately for you I wasn't here before tonight's show was booked and as I understand it you're in a bizarre predicament in your match tonight.""
"You've got that right lady, if I win I lose, and if I lose the match I lose face."...Colt said with a sigh of frustration.
A grin passed over Sara's face as she could tell Colt really didn't want any part of this match and she knew she had him right where she wanted him.
"Well then, feel free to take the night off and keep your contendership to the world title."...She said quite pleased with her decision.
Colt liked the idea, but for the first time he was in the main event and these people had paid good money to see a championship match.
Colt- "But the people are expecting a match, I can't just walk away."
And now at last they had got to where Sara's true intentions were and at the time The Young Gun was still blinded by it.
Sara- "Don't worry, like John, I too compete in matches. I'll just go out there and change it up a bit. If the people get mad they'll just have to read on the bottom of there ticket where it says card subject to change."
For the first time that night a smile passed over Colt's face and he walked away a happy man but as all would soon find out his happiness was to be short lived by John's final decision.
Inside The Office of John Michael White
John White- "Trust me I'm a lawyer."
John sits back in his chair cool and calm, his eyes rigged like a snakes pointing at the Franchise who is not a man to stay quiet for long and by nature has to have the last word. He goes to speak but before he can utter a word the door bursts open and The Young Gun steps through the door.
Colt- "Don't trust him, don't trust that other slimy commissioner, hell don't trust anybody in this god forsaken arena!"
"Does anybody ever knock these days?" John asks as he sits up in his chair now completely out of his calm and cool state.
John- "What in the bloody hell are you talking about?"
This time before Colt can say anything else he's cut off by the jab of a large and meaty finger poking into his chest courtesy of Aryan Franchise.
"The best thing for you to do is turn your little ass around and walk out the door and let the grown ups do the talking."...He exclaimed as he stooped down and looked dead into The Young Gun's eyes.
Colt- "Then should I take you with me so John can enjoy his conversation with Andrea?"
The Franchise leaned back and stood tall puffing his chest out and showing Colt his much larger size. Not wanting to go through the trouble of fixing his office before the big move John interjected himself.
John- "Gentlemen, if you're going to fight be sure to do it in the ring so as I can make a dollar or two off of it, as a matter of fact Colt you were suppose to of already done that and if you did neither one of you would be in here now wasting my time. As I mentioned before, I am the law, I'm also the lawyer! So like any other courtroom I think it's time I hear Colt's side because I'm sure it has something to do with why you're in here Mr. Aryan."
Colt pushed past the over sized brute and made his way closer to John's desk and grabbed the world championship from atop.
"This is why we're all in here, THIS is what we were to suppose to humble ourselves with by hurting our pride and uttering the words "I Quit" in our match but THAT"...Colt said as he pointed at the Strongstyle Championship wrapped around Aryan's waist.
"THAT is what that two bit liar screwed me over to get her grubby little fingers on. I'd like to say Aryan knocking her out made me feel justified but for some reason getting screwed by Sara Stone just makes me feel nasty!"
Aryan- "And itchy..."
John- "And it kind of burns a lit..."
John stops in the middle of his words and all men look at each other with shifty eyes now possibly all sharing the same dark secret.
Colt- "So for the record, I didn't win which is obvious but I'm not going to take this as a double loss because she ordered me to take the night off. If I knew that either way I wouldn't have beat your ass John for the title I'd have damn sure kicked his all over star maker arena!"
Colt turns back and glares at Aryan and the tension in the room becomes thick once again. What will John do?
