The Simple Illustrations of Life: Part One [#2]

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H A Y D E N  C A L L A H A N | "The Simple Illustrations of Life I"

Involved Party (#2) | T H E  X H F  R U M B L E

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Canary Wharf, London, England.

26th of July, 2019.

The opening flashback scene begins on a cold and rainy night in London, at the top of Canary Wharf as we watch Aubrey walk over to the windows of the penthouse suite, she watches the rain hit the window and slide down the glass. She hears her father’s voice from the master bedroom, aggressively getting louder with every sentence spoken. Aubrey sneaks her way over to the Master Bedroom door, sitting close by as she hears the conversation that occurs.

Hayden Callahan: --and this is where you’ve drawn the line? You’ve decided that to, instead of looking for another job and to stay at home with your daughter, you’d hide somewhere for a while and sell people drugs for the money? Is that what it’s really come to, Dani?

Danielle Lewis: David, baby, that’s not what I wanted it to come to at all--

Hayden Callahan: OH, IT’S FUCKING COME WELL DOWN TO IT.

Danielle Lewis: David, please.

Hayden Callahan: No, don’t you fucking dare David me after everything you’ve done, breaking my trust with you completely! I was told about this months ago, since the day we moved into this place, and I kept it to my chest because I thought I knew that wasn’t what you’d do, Dani. I really thought I knew who you were, but here I find some of that shit in your jacket pockets?!

Danielle Lewis: I just needed the money, David, that’s all it is.

Hayden Callahan: Oh no, that’s not the whole of it, that’s just one fucking part of it--

Danielle Lewis: I swear to you, David, I’ve only been selling them to help us with the money!

Hayden Callahan: The videos of you taking this shit doesn’t fucking lie, Dani, you’ve been taking these for a while. How long has it been since you started?

There’s a small pause, from what we could hear, Danielle seems to have been left speechless.

Hayden Callahan: TELL ME--

Danielle Lewis: OKAY! I started sometime last November, I went out to a party with the girls and...

Hayden Callahan: And what?

The audible sound of a sigh is heard.

Danielle Lewis: ...they offered me some shit, I declined at first but I was peer pressured into it, and it happened for every night out. Then I got randomly picked for an impromptu drug test at work and they tested me positive of Class A drugs.

Hayden Callahan: What did you take? Heroin, Weed, Crystal Meth--

Danielle Lewis: Cocaine and Heroin.

Hayden Callahan: Jesus wept… You need help, Dani, you need some serious help with this.

Danielle Lewis: That’s what I want you to help me with, David, I can’t do this alone. I need you to help me get through this, we’ve said we’ll do anything to help one another, David.

Hayden Callahan: When I said that, I didn’t mean helping you get over an addiction because you made poor choices to take heroin and cocaine for a wild night out. You’ve been doing this under my nose! You’ve could have been on that shit when you had Aubrey!

Danielle Lewis: I was never on drugs around Aubrey, I swear to you, David!

Hayden Callahan: And how would I know this? How in the hell would I have known this, you’re creating a bad influence on Aubrey!

That’s when Aubrey walks into the room, looking up at her parents without a clue to what is going on. Hayden and Danielle look down at her, a slight bit surprised at her sudden appearance.

Hayden Callahan: Baby girl, what you doing awake at this hour?

Aubrey Callahan-Lewis: Bedtime story! Bedtime story!

Hayden Callahan: Go to bed and I’ll come read you a bedtime story, okay?

Aubrey nods and she heads out of the room, we’re back left with Hayden and Danielle in the room. Tears are beginning to come from Danielle’s eyes. Hayden watches down the hallway before entering back into the bedroom and closing the door behind him, an angry glance over to Danielle as Hayden slowly steps over to her.

Hayden Callahan: I think you need to leave.

Danielle Lewis: I can’t! Aubrey needs me!

Hayden Callahan: Should have thought about that before you started taking all of that shit... Give me a few days, this is just too much for me to take in on one night. Aubrey will be fine, I’ll… I’ll just tell her you’re on a business trip. It's what I've been telling her when you fuck off to sell that shit every fucking night.

Danielle begins to sob, covering her face with her hands. The scene then changes to within Aubrey’s bedroom as Hayden walks into the room, stressed over everything that’s gone down. He looks down at the bed to find Aubrey fast asleep and tucked in, pleased with what he sees, Hayden moves to the bed and gently sits at the foot of the bed, reaching over to hold Aubrey’s hand. The scene ends with Hayden leaning in and giving Aubrey a gentle kiss on the cheek, exiting the room and closing the door as we fade out to black.

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I’ve been slacking, I won’t lie. It’s been a while, yes it has, but you know what hasn’t changed? The fact that Hayden Callahan’s a favorite to win this, and I know some of you are glaring over at me wondering if I’ve gone bat shit insane trying to put out a statement like that? Well, I wouldn’t like to lie about everything here, it’s all the simple game of when. The simple game of when everyone decides that I’m not just making ridiculous statements, I’m actually trying my fucking best to claim the truth. I mean, come on, who are we going to believe in this whole thing right now? 

Take a look at Rat Bastard, the first-ever XHF X*Crown Champion there’s ever been. Big whoopee-fucking-doo for you, shithead, you have done something over fifteen fucking years ago that nobody cares about today and yet YOU bring it up like it happened yesterday. Now, I will admit to you, that’s yours to keep. That’s a title of yours that nobody can take from you, sadly, it’s a title nobody will ever give you again. For one, Rat Bastard, you’ve been sitting in the prelims of AWF’s roster for the past few months you’ve come back.

Yet here you are, parading that you’ll be a Phoenix and X*Crown Champion when it’s all over and done. I’m sorry but the Phoenix Championship, from what I’ve gathered, is nothing more than a beginners title. Nothing to be proud about winning when you’re one of the favourites for the biggest prize within this fucking network of wrestling, it’s nothing to ever be proud about when you’ve been a former X*Crown Champion, XHF World Heavyweight Champion…

European Champion, Ultimate Champion, United States Champion, North American Champion… God fucking christ, you have won damn near every single XHF title there ever has BEEN. The forefront of being an XHF Rumble winner, the forefront of being an X*Crown Champion sixteen years after your last ever reign of the fucking title that made you famous. 

Cole: What has Martyr got up his sleeve now?

*Martyr stands on the top rope facing the crowd, and struggles to balance.*

Cole: What the hell is this, a moonsault from Martyr!?

*He stands on the top and swings his arms back, but Rat gets to the ropes knocking him down. Rat climbs up and scissors Martyr’s right arm between his legs. He then wrenches Martyr’s head back, causing him to backflip landing face-first into the mat within the Rattrap! Tap out!*

Cole: Holy Shit!

Bonnie Jenkins: Here is your winner, he is the BDDWF Ultimate Champion, the XWA World Heavyweight Champion, the RWF World Heavyweight Champion and the ZWEF World Heavyweight Champion, Rat Bastard!

*Rat Bastard grins as all four belts are brought to him.*

King: Jesus Cole did you hear all that gold he just won?
Cole: Yea, that’s why I’m just going to call it the X*Crown!

Here’s the thing, Rat Bastard, what’s going to happen at The Rumble on that… barge? A fucking barge, really!? Never mind- But what’s really going to happen at The Rumble is no repeat of Night of Champions II, no, you won’t be walking out with all the gold and thinking that everything’s going to be a-okay for you. See, I know you’re a walking set of failures ready to just collapse in a heap because you let the modern-day success story get to your head.

You think that for once, you’d get the fan’s approval to become X*Crown Champion and not have anyone turn the blind eye because you were the man that got fired from the XHF multiple times all those years ago when you disguised yourself, but everyone’s turning the blind eye now, jackass. You’ve been constantly talking out of your own asshole, for the whole period leading into Prestige Fifty and into The Rumble. It’s always been about the past, it’s always been about how you are going to become the man you once were. Never about the present, is it? Never about the future, is it, Rat?

That’s where I come in, Rat Bastard, I am the future of the XHF. No, not just SWAT itself… the whole fucking entirety of the XHF itself. They’re going to have my face plastered all over the front pages when it’s over, I will be the cover man for this network, I’m going to become the poster boy for this network and I’ll be damned proud of it because it’s not going to be some washed up, lousy piece of shit like you, Rat! I don’t need to tell you my name, Rat Bastard, you’ll be hearing it very soon when I become the 2020 winner of the XHF Rumble and the new... XHF X*Crown Champion.

And that’s a promise I am willing to keep.

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