Post by Spike Kane on Mar 1, 2020 12:47:44 GMT -5
The scene opens up with a simple camcorder set up in front of Spike Kane’s RV. Spike himself stands just in front of the door, dressed in his IWF beanie, baggy jeans, and an InFamous hooded jacket. He looks right at the camera before he begins to talk.
Spike Kane: You know, over the years people have said so many things to me, about me, and just toward me that a lot gets shoved under the rug, and a lot of false pretenses become fact in some peoples eyes. Like this idea that Spike Kane has been in the world title scene since he debuted in nCw and doesn’t deserve to have an Imperial Title shot. Let me just be clear for one minute, crystal god damn clear…..every single shot I have, I earn! I earned my National Title shot at Jack Manson, I earned my World Title Shot against Lance Ryan, and the “rematch” that included Joe Everyman and Trent Helms. I earned my Imperial Title shot by besting five other men, including my tag team partner who….may I add, I earned the tag team titles with by beating every single tag team this company has to offer. Think about that one, and then remember that it took a surprise attack by a bunch of cowards to take Rob out. To keep my partner away from me this Sunday Night, because if I was a betting man I’d bet that someone doesn’t want me to walk away with the Imperial Championship. Thing is…...they can want, they can scheme, the can cheat and bring the whole company crashing around our heads if they want…..nothing is going to stop me from walking out as the Imperial Champion. Do you hear that Lex? I’m talking directly to you now punk. You will have to put me down for good Lex, and I mean it. Ten seconds won’t be enough…..you’ll have to outright end me to protect that belt.
Spike steps forwards a little bit, clearly working himself up with his rant.
Spike Kane: This has been coming ever since you blindsided Joe, and we both know it. Yeah, it sucks balls that Joe isn’t here to do it himself but you know what? Joe has to learn to pay for his actions - just like you do Lex. We are all accountable for our actions, I of all people know that more than anybody else. I’ve lost everything I ever cared about except for this business and my legacy. It’s all I’ve been left with, - she took everything else. Do you not think that I would rather be at home with my son than having to face a man such as yourself in a Last Man Standing match? A man who will be looking to send a message to the masses once again. I know Lex, you did it last time when you beat me, but things have changed. My ego is in check, and your precious Imperial Title is on the line. I have absolutely nothing to lose, you have everything to lose. You see, I firmly believe that if I topple you from your perch this Sunday that your little group of Juggernauts come toppling with you, and they will crash to the ground….and probably be angry looking for someone to blame. It’ll be you Lex. Lead by example, right? Do as I do…..so lose your title to the biggest threat on the roster - ok, maybe my ego isn’t in check…..but let’s be honest here Lex. Who on this roster poses a bigger threat to both your title reign AND your Juggernauts, than I do? ….maybe Verona, but he’s quite occupied with his Everyman project right now. Probably for the best, right? Because it allows us monsters to get down and dirty. To claw at each other, and fight until we cannot fight any more. I don’t care who I have to go through Lex. I don’t care how much you throw in my way. I’m coming for you, and I’m coming for your title.
Spike leans his head forward as he arches his body back a little to lean against the RV. The look on his face is reminiscent of the twisted glare one would see on the face of Donnie Darko.
Spike Kane: I hope you have enjoyed your time at the top of this federation Lex. I hope you’ve enjoyed your time bullying the rest of the roster. It just sucks that I’m not one of those people that you can bully, doesn’t it? You, Xander, Eternity….whoever your masked men are, they can’t intimidate me. Bring them out, I’ll swing for the god damn fences. I’ll take every last one of you on if I have to. I won’t back down, I won’t retreat. I will fight for my life, I will do what comes natural and take you all with me. I’ll kick, punch, claw, anything I can to ensure you all come crashing down. One way or another, this ends on Sunday night. No more Lex Sense Imperial Champion, no more Juggernauts. There won’t be any talk of screw jobs, no talk of behind the scenes attacks, just talk about an outstanding match, a match of the year candidate that stole the show, and ended with my hand being raised victorious. Ended with Spike Kane being crowned the King of IWF, the Imperial Champion. It’s going to happen Lex, of that I’m certain, but you can do what you like, play the cards that you will….I’ll be ready, I’ll be waiting…..I’ll be prepared.
*click* *whirrrrr* “Audio diary, recorded on 17th of September 2013. Subject: Michael Kane. Recording begins:”
*Click* Recording Ends.
The scene reopens with the RV of Spike Kane, though this time we are inside it as it is clearly night time. Spike fumbles with the camera switching it on and trying to place it down whilst sitting on the edge of his bed with the curtains drawn.
Spike Kane: Technically Extreme Endurance is tomorrow, though it’s realllllly early in the morning right now. I couldn’t sleep so I figured I’d cut a promo. I’m quite excited about tomorrow night, and I’m really looking forward to the event itself as a fan. Of course I’m eager to get in the ring with Lex and get it over and done with, but it doesn’t mean I don’t want to enjoy the rest of the show. There’s matches that I’m looking forward to watching…..but my mind is focused on Lex Sense and the Imperial Title so much that I’m not sure I’d be able to enjoy them. Especially being on second last….at least if we were on first it would be over so I could sit and watch the rest of the show with my friends, y’know? Speaking of which….Rob got cleared by the doctors, that’s great news right? I’m not sure if he’ll be able to come to Extreme Endurance though. It would mean a lot to have him in my corner for my match, but we just keep missing each other with phone calls and such. I know he’s gotta be busy with Hope, and I wouldn’t be surprised if he wasn’t a little pissed at me for not being there when he got attacked. I know I felt like shit because of it….but I know exactly who to take my frustrations out on, and fortunately for me it’ll be tomorrow night, and it’ll be Lex Sense.
Spike lowers his head as his mind is filled with thoughts and anticipation for tomorrows pay per view event and one of the biggest matches of his life.
Spike Kane: My match with Lex….it signifies an important milestone in my career. I haven’t had a shot like this since 2008. Many people figured I was done, that I’d never be the “big man” in a company ever again, and a lot of people shrugged me off because I didn’t “need” it…...doesn’t mean I don’t want it. Doesn’t mean I don’t deserve it! I work my ass off, week in and week out. I fight everyone who comes my way, even my own tag team partner. Even my own family. I’m a model employee, because I tow the line, I’ve paid my dues and earned my way to where I am in this business, and I’ve always helped the younger generation take those steps. I am the kind of man who should be at the head of a company. I’ve worked extremely hard to become such…..for years I was put down, told that I was “just a hardcore wrestler” that I would never amount to anything. Naturally, it inspired me to prove them all wrong, and boy did I. Out of the initial crop I’m the only one still here, out of the second batch, it’s only Jake and I. I evolve, I adapt, and I move forward to keep myself relevant, to keep myself on the lips of everyone in this business. I’m a trendsetter.
Spike runs a hand through his hair as he leans backward on his bed. You can imagine the dreams of hundreds of early twenty year old women filling up right now. Maybe some men too. Spike continues to talk whilst laying down.
Spike Kane: I’ve been there, and done that. Everybody knows, and everybody is sick of me telling them, but the thing is….you all hear me mention the past and you shut off like the ignorant fucks that you are. If I mention the past, it’s for a valid reason, it means it has something to do with the present. So it might be wise for you to pay attention instead of shrugging me off, instead of underestimating me. Trust me….I’ve made a career out of being underestimated. It makes things a lot easier, just like tomorrow night. Everybody is going to expect Lex to win, because he’s already beaten me, because he has the Juggernauts to back him up, and because a lot of people simply don’t like me - which I understand….I probably wouldn’t like me either, but I would respect me. There’s no two ways about it…..you know the respect you’ve got to give me. I’m a trail blazer, I made it so that people like me could become the biggest star in a federation, I made it so the “just a hardcore” wrestlers could thrive in this company and become some of the most loved superstars in the world. I’ve brought pain and misery to hundreds, I’ve shattered dreams, and I’ve ended careers….tomorrow night I don’t want to do anything of the sort. No big threatening gestures for you Lex. I won’t end your career, I won’t shatter your dreams…..I’ll just end your reign as Imperial Champion. I’ll make you nothing but a footnote on my own reign, just like you did to Joe.
Spike sits back up now coming closer to the camera with a big smirk on his face.
Spike Kane: You’ll realise that things come full circle Lex, and you’ll realise that the night you attacked Joe - when Rob and I tried to help him….you should have put me down for good, because I’m the biggest pain in the ass you’ll ever encounter. I’m more violent than anyone you have ever been in the ring with, I’m the master of the Spike Impailer, the God of Xtreme, the Superstar that leaves you Thunderstruck, I’m the Don of the Den…...I’m Spike Kane…..you’re worst enemy, and the next IWF Imperial Champion…..whether you like it or not buddy!
And as Spike grins whilst leaning in, he flicks the switch on the camera and the feed cuts.
*click* *whirrrr* “Audio Diary, recorded on 21st of September 2013. Subject: Michael Kane. Recording begins:”
*click* End of Recording.
Spike Kane: You know, over the years people have said so many things to me, about me, and just toward me that a lot gets shoved under the rug, and a lot of false pretenses become fact in some peoples eyes. Like this idea that Spike Kane has been in the world title scene since he debuted in nCw and doesn’t deserve to have an Imperial Title shot. Let me just be clear for one minute, crystal god damn clear…..every single shot I have, I earn! I earned my National Title shot at Jack Manson, I earned my World Title Shot against Lance Ryan, and the “rematch” that included Joe Everyman and Trent Helms. I earned my Imperial Title shot by besting five other men, including my tag team partner who….may I add, I earned the tag team titles with by beating every single tag team this company has to offer. Think about that one, and then remember that it took a surprise attack by a bunch of cowards to take Rob out. To keep my partner away from me this Sunday Night, because if I was a betting man I’d bet that someone doesn’t want me to walk away with the Imperial Championship. Thing is…...they can want, they can scheme, the can cheat and bring the whole company crashing around our heads if they want…..nothing is going to stop me from walking out as the Imperial Champion. Do you hear that Lex? I’m talking directly to you now punk. You will have to put me down for good Lex, and I mean it. Ten seconds won’t be enough…..you’ll have to outright end me to protect that belt.
Spike steps forwards a little bit, clearly working himself up with his rant.
Spike Kane: This has been coming ever since you blindsided Joe, and we both know it. Yeah, it sucks balls that Joe isn’t here to do it himself but you know what? Joe has to learn to pay for his actions - just like you do Lex. We are all accountable for our actions, I of all people know that more than anybody else. I’ve lost everything I ever cared about except for this business and my legacy. It’s all I’ve been left with, - she took everything else. Do you not think that I would rather be at home with my son than having to face a man such as yourself in a Last Man Standing match? A man who will be looking to send a message to the masses once again. I know Lex, you did it last time when you beat me, but things have changed. My ego is in check, and your precious Imperial Title is on the line. I have absolutely nothing to lose, you have everything to lose. You see, I firmly believe that if I topple you from your perch this Sunday that your little group of Juggernauts come toppling with you, and they will crash to the ground….and probably be angry looking for someone to blame. It’ll be you Lex. Lead by example, right? Do as I do…..so lose your title to the biggest threat on the roster - ok, maybe my ego isn’t in check…..but let’s be honest here Lex. Who on this roster poses a bigger threat to both your title reign AND your Juggernauts, than I do? ….maybe Verona, but he’s quite occupied with his Everyman project right now. Probably for the best, right? Because it allows us monsters to get down and dirty. To claw at each other, and fight until we cannot fight any more. I don’t care who I have to go through Lex. I don’t care how much you throw in my way. I’m coming for you, and I’m coming for your title.
Spike leans his head forward as he arches his body back a little to lean against the RV. The look on his face is reminiscent of the twisted glare one would see on the face of Donnie Darko.
Spike Kane: I hope you have enjoyed your time at the top of this federation Lex. I hope you’ve enjoyed your time bullying the rest of the roster. It just sucks that I’m not one of those people that you can bully, doesn’t it? You, Xander, Eternity….whoever your masked men are, they can’t intimidate me. Bring them out, I’ll swing for the god damn fences. I’ll take every last one of you on if I have to. I won’t back down, I won’t retreat. I will fight for my life, I will do what comes natural and take you all with me. I’ll kick, punch, claw, anything I can to ensure you all come crashing down. One way or another, this ends on Sunday night. No more Lex Sense Imperial Champion, no more Juggernauts. There won’t be any talk of screw jobs, no talk of behind the scenes attacks, just talk about an outstanding match, a match of the year candidate that stole the show, and ended with my hand being raised victorious. Ended with Spike Kane being crowned the King of IWF, the Imperial Champion. It’s going to happen Lex, of that I’m certain, but you can do what you like, play the cards that you will….I’ll be ready, I’ll be waiting…..I’ll be prepared.
*click* *whirrrrr* “Audio diary, recorded on 17th of September 2013. Subject: Michael Kane. Recording begins:”
I never thought so many years ago that this is where I would be today. This is what I would do for a career, and that I’d be one of the best in the entire world. When I look back and think about how it all started, it seems like a whole other life time ago. Way before my twisted family came crawling out of the woodwork, way before we grabbed the wrestling business with a chokehold and refused to let go, even when we say we’re retiring. It’s that bug, that itch that finds you and brings you back no matter what. I’ve had to undergo psychiatric evaluations, I’ve had to go through rehabilitation, I’ve had to wrestle under a mask. I did and would still do anything to make sure I could do this thing, to make sure my legacy that I’ve spent seventeen years clawing, scratching and biting to get. Seventeen years ago…...that would have made me sixteen years old. I wasn’t even legally old enough to be doing this, something Christopher likes to throw in my face. I was wrestling in some guys backyard, school and wrestling, it’s all I did. At least I had that though….it could have been a lot worse given what I had to start with. Doctors told me different things over the years, they've said I had some form of social disorder, that I have some form of dissociative problem, and naturally paranoid schizophrenia. I've been accused of making it all up, and I've been called an outright liar, but my sessions with Doctor Griffiths have brought me to a place of serenity, a place where I can both admit what happened to me and accept it too. Recorded here are incidents from my life that have scarred my mind and formed me into the man I am today, the monster who stands before you.
So let me take you back, to when I was just a child…..
It’s the early days of spring outside, the sun is peaking it’s head through the clouds off the coast of Northern Ireland, the sounds of the waves crashing against the beach and the rocks below bring me from my slumber. I remember it fondly, the days when my brother and I would go down to the beach and try and find some crabs, or even a jellyfish or two. One time a dolphin was washed up on the shore, Brad and I made sure it got back into the sea, but mom and dad weren’t best pleased with us for wading so far out into the sea. Today though, it was different, because today was the day mom came home from the hospital with little baby Freya in her arms.
Or at least that is what I remember.
I know now that my memory is false, but inside my mind and inside my heart it feels so real. I can remember looking at baby Freya and feeling my heart swell with pride, I can remember looking at her and thinking to myself that I would do anything in the world to protect this little girl, to protect her from anything in the world - even my own family if need be. When I think back now, and I realise that everything she went through was because of me…..I’ve never felt so ashamed of myself in my life. The time that my poor Freya spent in the mental institute, was all because of me, all because of what HE made me do. I brainwashed her, made her believe the fantasy that he had sold to me so easily. We were family, we were blood…...but in the end, we weren’t….
We were just victims of his mind games.
In my minds eye I see my mother coming home with Freya wrapped in a bundle, a pale yellow blanket. Brad seems grumpy about the whole situation, but my father is over the moon. He has a little girl who will be protected by her two older brothers. He always wanted a girl, though I’m not sure why. Sick bastard didn’t deserve to have kids in the first place. Thing is, the air is clear now, and we all know that she wasn’t his. The things he did to us…..each one of us, my mother, my brother, my sis-.....no…...how many times. I don’t have a sister…...my cousin, and myself. What kind of sick bastard could do that to his family? The thing is…..if the memories I have of Freya are a lie, how do I know the memories of what he did to me aren’t a lie too?
How can I trust anything that comes through this fractured mind of mine?
I know I can’t, I have to take things on faith whilst Doc Griffiths helps me through these stages. The diary was meant to help, these blogs are meant to help too. Instead of writing out my daily thoughts, he wants me to write out significant parts of my life, memories, events that I feel have contributed to who I am today. For some reason this jumped out at me. Knowing what I know now…...knowing that my own father tampered with my mind, screwed with my memories and did all kinds of things to try and mould me into some twisted monster to do his bidding. Why me? Why not Brad? What the hell is the difference between us? I know it sounds horrible when I say things like that, I know Brad had it rough too….and I wouldn’t wish what dad did to me on anyone. The thing is, despite it all, I’ve always had a strong sense of family, a strong bond with the people in my life…..but it just seems that time after time, it falls apart.
Like it did with SaPhirre.
Like it did with Nola.
Like it did with Zell.
Like it did with River.
Like it did with Alysson.
Am I doomed to loneliness?
*Click* Recording Ends.
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Spike Kane: Technically Extreme Endurance is tomorrow, though it’s realllllly early in the morning right now. I couldn’t sleep so I figured I’d cut a promo. I’m quite excited about tomorrow night, and I’m really looking forward to the event itself as a fan. Of course I’m eager to get in the ring with Lex and get it over and done with, but it doesn’t mean I don’t want to enjoy the rest of the show. There’s matches that I’m looking forward to watching…..but my mind is focused on Lex Sense and the Imperial Title so much that I’m not sure I’d be able to enjoy them. Especially being on second last….at least if we were on first it would be over so I could sit and watch the rest of the show with my friends, y’know? Speaking of which….Rob got cleared by the doctors, that’s great news right? I’m not sure if he’ll be able to come to Extreme Endurance though. It would mean a lot to have him in my corner for my match, but we just keep missing each other with phone calls and such. I know he’s gotta be busy with Hope, and I wouldn’t be surprised if he wasn’t a little pissed at me for not being there when he got attacked. I know I felt like shit because of it….but I know exactly who to take my frustrations out on, and fortunately for me it’ll be tomorrow night, and it’ll be Lex Sense.
Spike lowers his head as his mind is filled with thoughts and anticipation for tomorrows pay per view event and one of the biggest matches of his life.
Spike Kane: My match with Lex….it signifies an important milestone in my career. I haven’t had a shot like this since 2008. Many people figured I was done, that I’d never be the “big man” in a company ever again, and a lot of people shrugged me off because I didn’t “need” it…...doesn’t mean I don’t want it. Doesn’t mean I don’t deserve it! I work my ass off, week in and week out. I fight everyone who comes my way, even my own tag team partner. Even my own family. I’m a model employee, because I tow the line, I’ve paid my dues and earned my way to where I am in this business, and I’ve always helped the younger generation take those steps. I am the kind of man who should be at the head of a company. I’ve worked extremely hard to become such…..for years I was put down, told that I was “just a hardcore wrestler” that I would never amount to anything. Naturally, it inspired me to prove them all wrong, and boy did I. Out of the initial crop I’m the only one still here, out of the second batch, it’s only Jake and I. I evolve, I adapt, and I move forward to keep myself relevant, to keep myself on the lips of everyone in this business. I’m a trendsetter.
Spike runs a hand through his hair as he leans backward on his bed. You can imagine the dreams of hundreds of early twenty year old women filling up right now. Maybe some men too. Spike continues to talk whilst laying down.
Spike Kane: I’ve been there, and done that. Everybody knows, and everybody is sick of me telling them, but the thing is….you all hear me mention the past and you shut off like the ignorant fucks that you are. If I mention the past, it’s for a valid reason, it means it has something to do with the present. So it might be wise for you to pay attention instead of shrugging me off, instead of underestimating me. Trust me….I’ve made a career out of being underestimated. It makes things a lot easier, just like tomorrow night. Everybody is going to expect Lex to win, because he’s already beaten me, because he has the Juggernauts to back him up, and because a lot of people simply don’t like me - which I understand….I probably wouldn’t like me either, but I would respect me. There’s no two ways about it…..you know the respect you’ve got to give me. I’m a trail blazer, I made it so that people like me could become the biggest star in a federation, I made it so the “just a hardcore” wrestlers could thrive in this company and become some of the most loved superstars in the world. I’ve brought pain and misery to hundreds, I’ve shattered dreams, and I’ve ended careers….tomorrow night I don’t want to do anything of the sort. No big threatening gestures for you Lex. I won’t end your career, I won’t shatter your dreams…..I’ll just end your reign as Imperial Champion. I’ll make you nothing but a footnote on my own reign, just like you did to Joe.
Spike sits back up now coming closer to the camera with a big smirk on his face.
Spike Kane: You’ll realise that things come full circle Lex, and you’ll realise that the night you attacked Joe - when Rob and I tried to help him….you should have put me down for good, because I’m the biggest pain in the ass you’ll ever encounter. I’m more violent than anyone you have ever been in the ring with, I’m the master of the Spike Impailer, the God of Xtreme, the Superstar that leaves you Thunderstruck, I’m the Don of the Den…...I’m Spike Kane…..you’re worst enemy, and the next IWF Imperial Champion…..whether you like it or not buddy!
And as Spike grins whilst leaning in, he flicks the switch on the camera and the feed cuts.
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The time when I first managed to get away from that life, the pain and the torment was when some wrestling producer saw fit to put me under contract and drag me away from the back gardens and illegal arenas of Birmingham England to the back yards and bingo halls of the good old United States of America. I remember it quite well, Little Simon Dynasty saw me putting my body on the line to earn the food on my table and the roof above my head. He saw the potential I had, my capacity for violence and of course my lack of care for my own safety. He saw someone he could make money off of, and like the green wreck that I was I fell for it all and ate right out of his hands. I gave up what little I had, and set sail for the land of the free.
It was sold to me as the greatest opportunity of my life, a chance to turn what had become a way of scrambling for cash into a profession. Simon convinced me to uproot, and move to the Good ‘Ol US of A to become a “rassler” and promised me the moon. I learned the hard way, that this business is filled with liars, backstabbers and nasty little shits who plot behind your back. It’s very hard in this business to make friends, someone once said to me that in the wrestling business you either make friends or money - never both. To a certain degree that man was correct, at least to a point. Once you’ve made enough, and paid your dues….things ease off. Yet at the same time, people come at you to try and prove themselves. I’ve had it in IWF with Mike Laszlo, with Cyrus Daniels, even with Cable Arcane. However, at this time in my life, I was just a starry eyed rookie, and I fell for the line that would lead me to one of the darkest times of my life. I fell in with the wrong crowd, a motorcycle club. Felt like there was some safety in numbers, and joining gave me a roof over my head. It also gave us numbers at our shows, but Simon didn’t realise this.
Pretty soon I was spending more time with the club than I was in the ring or training, and things took a downward spiral when I began taking drugs. Things got bad, I did some bad things, and I hurt some of the closest people to me, one of which was Simon. So he did what any self respecting owner would do, he fired me. That was the wakeup call that I needed. I realised the life I was leading was taking me to a dangerous place, just like my father. That shook me to my core, I never wanted to be like him, I’d do anything to not be like him, but it seems that destiny is cruel. Merely weeks after leaving Simon and forging ahead to try and find a new job I was approached by my old man. He had a proposition for me, he wanted to bankroll a new federation with me at the head of it.
I wish to God I’d have said no.
Then again, if I did then we wouldn’t have the likes of The Ace, or the Holland brothers. So….a mixed blessing I reckon. Needless to say it didn’t work, ever since I was a kid my father had tried to manipulate me, to force me to do things his way, and I would naturally rebel. I bounced around from federation to federation, but I learned the value of money. I learned that I never wanted to be homeless ever again. So I invested my money, I bought houses in a small village just outside of Boston. I built it up slowly over the years, and now I could live off of the rent if I really wanted to, but I can’t give this up. This is my calling..
This is my life.
I don’t know what you are expecting from these audio diaries Doc, but I hate dredging up old memories. I’m not sure what your endgame is…..but I think I’ve brought up enough pain for now…..
*click* End of Recording.