Post by Mav. on Apr 29, 2020 22:16:01 GMT -5
13th of April, 2020.
The Prince’s Penthouse, Wrestleworld Capital.
(The initial scene starts inside the Wrestleworld Capital, upon the highest floor of one of its numerous towers, is simply fresh out of the box new home for the Prince of Wrestleworld - his own one of a kind penthouse that he calls "The Prince’s Penthouse". This is the place we've opened our scene as we get an MTV Cribs style montage to check out the new home of Maverick, at that point we blur into the living room where we discover The Prince stands by the windows of the home and looking down at all the individuals inside the capital. He looks behind him, discovering Wraith behind him as he investigates the home. Both are wearing their own tuxedos, dressed down to the nines. Wraith’s suit is increasingly dark to Maverick’s dim naval force blue, however, hues don't make a difference to an extreme, the style is what makes a difference.)
Wraith: A nice place you have here, Jason, I’m sure bringing girls back here would seal you a winner.
Maverick: I’m sure they’d only stay for the luxury of it all, not for the love I could give. You know how things are, some girls are a lover for hard-earned cash. I’d assume Alyssa isn’t that type, she’d be with you already if so.
Wraith: Oh, don’t you worry, my dear boy. She will be mine, in due time, you don’t rush into things without getting to know more about their strengths and weaknesses.
Maverick: Knowing someone like you, strengths and weaknesses are the least of your worries, my good friend.
Wraith: Alyssa’s a champion now, isn’t that true? That’s a major strength.
Maverick (sighing): Being a champion isn’t a personality trait, Wraith, I am very sure someone like you would know that by now.
Wraith: I would know, but she is showing her strengths… To me, that’s all I could ever want to see.
Maverick: I’m sure it is, you know, my first impression of you and your addiction to Alyssa was that you could be the type of person to tie her up, hang her on a hook-
Wraith: Woah now, I’m nothing like that at all.
Maverick: ... quite clearly you’ve never watched Lucifer before, have you?
Wraith: I’m very well aware of it.
(Maverick goes to confront Wraith, a slight little smile showing up all over as he strolls over to where he remains inside the kitchen zone. He snatches a little glass from one of the organizers and afterwards taking out a container of Jacob's River Chardonnay from another, he unscrews the top from the jug and afterwards empties the White Australian Wine into the glass.)
Maverick: Care for a drink?
Wraith: I’m good for now, a little too early for some wine.
Maverick (glancing): Claudia’s nothing like you.
Wraith: I care to not drink when I have too much of a challenge ahead as you or Claudia do.
Maverick: I have my hopes, Wraith, I have very strong hopes.
Wraith (questioning): Is it because you watched April lost the title that you claimed she was the former champion of?
Maverick: Prediction master, nobody saw it coming and nobody fucking believed me!
Wraith: Now, can you actually beat her or are you going to let her wall all over you like before?
(Maverick glances over, a slight showing of anger upon his face.)
Maverick: I already KNOW that I can beat her, the last time my mind was too focused on the gold rather than her. This time it is very much different, I know what I need to do. I’ve waited for this moment for two fucking months, Wraith, two whole fucking months to get this one little opportunity to fuck that stupid bitch up!
Wraith: How much does it mean to beat her? How much does it mean to overcome that one obstacle?
Maverick: Trust me, Wraith, there are many an obstacle in my career where I’ve yet to overcome. April’s a minor obstacle in my own path, she’s going to talk the big game because she took down the Prince all those months ago. She’s beaten me one on one, she’s made me tap in the Chamber, and now she might think that now she’ll be able to do it again. That, my friend, is not going to happen anymore. What WILL happen is me beating the fucking piss out of her and showing her that she has never been on my level.
(Wraith nods his head, seemingly impressed with the statement made from Maverick.)
Wraith: I know there is a reason why Claudia brought you in to help us, I know there’s got to be a reason you’re an uncrowned prince, and I want you to show me that.
Maverick: Losing faith in me already, Wraith?
Wraith: I’ve yet to gain it.
Maverick: Gain you will, when I take their heads off-
(That’s when Maverick’s phone goes off, he checks the notification and sees that a recent video from April Song has been posted. A smile appears on his face as the scene quickly fades away with a close up of The Prince’s devious smile.)
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Bravo, April, bravo…
I thought you’d never show! I’m glad you’ve found the time to remember us after losing your little championship belt. I hope you had a good time crying yourself a river because from where I was sitting in the Hard Rock Stadium, it looked like you were very much upset. Oh, how much I laughed at your pity, your pathetic little pity. It was great! It felt so fucking amazing! But as with all heroes, they get up from anything and put on the brave face. They put on their mask of smiles, of vengeance, of heroism. That’s exactly what you’ve done, April, you’ve put on that brave face and tried to manipulate my own words to make me look like the villain. You’ve been speaking on how I beat up a little girl like you from behind, and for what, all to make myself look strong in my “big return”? No, April, that’s nowhere near why I attacked you. I didn’t attack you from behind because you were a smaller target and to get help from The Professional… Don’t get the plot so twisted, April, if you’re going run around like a headless chicken making these wild accusations that I attacked you for that reason… Then you are very clearly in the wrong of why I did it. I came back to Wrestleworld because I had unfinished business here, and you were the top priority on that list of unfinished fucking business. Look at you, exactly what I expected, you’d bring up those times you beat me. Of course, you would, April, you live… you THRIVE for the past to be brought back because, of course, that all matters months later, doesn’t it? I will admit, you had me defeated, I would never want to deny it, to begin with. You had me where you wanted me, and at that time, my focus was on other things. That’s how you won that one on one match, and what happened in the chamber? You were choking me, I couldn’t breathe, and to be quite honest… I’d rather lose the match than lose my life over someone like you, being so green for someone that’s been doing this for years, trying to kill me in the ring. It was just a shame that I had been injured this whole time because now I’ve just seen that you claim to have “been lucky I quit when I had the chance to win the American Dream Championship”? April, I had my neck nearly broken from someone swinging a chair wildly and cracking it over my head! It caused past neck injuries to return and surgeries to be reassessed, what I am lucky for is that I was able to fight through and come back earlier than I should have.
You weren’t lucky that I supposedly “quit” when I had the chance to take the throne, you’re lucky I had some fucking idiotic cunt snap my neck and give me a concussion for so long. If it wasn’t for that, then I’d be able to come back swinging and I’d be standing right here as the fucking champion, as the king of the world. Hell, if it wasn’t for that idiot, I’d be taking over the King of The World tournament and I’d be in the finals instead of having to face you again. So, you want to claim that you’re one of the main challengers to be the inaugural American Dream Championship? Nah, it doesn’t work like that. What have you done to be in line for that title, April? What exactly have you done do claim that you’re a rightful challenger to be the first to beat Claudia Michaels for the title? You’ve done fucking NOTHING! You’ve done nothing with yourself to be even considered for that position, you lost out that opportunity at the title with me and if that’s the case, then I can be considered for that spot as well! I can be considered to become the inaugural American Dream Champion, but maybe I won’t… Who knows really? I might not even chase it, but never take me out of consideration, I can always sneak my way through, I always have done it and I will continue to do so. I don’t think you’ve remembered but I was once the King before, April, just not of Wrestleworld. This place was the one place I couldn’t become the king, and I have shown you my many crowns before but as it seems, we’ve all forgotten those, haven’t we? Or maybe you do remember, maybe you do know I’ve been the king before, I was announced at Badlands as “The King of Immortality” when I entered that Chamber. Now, that name is very much true. Here I stand, April, here I fucking stand before you. I’m no bastard prince, I’m the real fucking deal, April. You’re right about me hungry but as always, you’re missing the point.
Now, let’s talk about your little “partner” of yours, April, she is apart of this match after all. As much as I noticed you not paying attention at Final Destination, I did happen to notice a certain someone in the crowd from where I sat in the skybox… Hana Nakajima, your little side project, and no, I won’t stop calling her that because that’s what she is to you, April. You’re right, April, she has proven to compete at a higher elite level than it may seem. She did beat Claudia Michaels, though I wish I could say it was a very clean win... because it fucking wasn’t. Are you going to ignore the fact that Stephanie Matsuda was there to distract Claudia and get Hana to grab herself a big victory? Are you just going to let that slide like it was nothing, April? You’ve just proven me right this whole time when I said you manipulate the truth and make it into your own story so YOU can look like the hero instead of the villain that you truly are. Keep talking, April, so I can expose you for the little lying bitch you are… You old fucking hag. And for you, Hana, don’t you think I forgot about you for at least one second because I can assure you, I could never forget about you, little one. I must say, Hana, I’m surprised how easily I seem to have gotten under your skin. I wasn’t even trying that hard to, it wasn’t the goal in mind when I said all those words before about you. In your head, that’s what I aimed for, under your skin though? We may have found ourselves a very strong weakness. I’m very much shocked that Arata nor April could even teach you to not show your weaknesses so easily, especially to someone like me, but I shall let you speak greatly on how good they train you for now… Until you realise how much of use they are towards you because you’re speaking just as April did, or she’s speaking just like you did. Hana, I can promise you of one thing, I don’t ever need Claudia to stand at the top of the world, I’ve already proven I can stand at the throne long before I even entered Wrestleworld in fucking November. This is why I said you needed me, I’m not offering you a hand into The Underworld but a hand in letting me help you build to be the most dominant young woman on this roster right now.
Hana, I will be completely honest when I say I see myself in you. Starting out at a young age, trying to find their footing in this business and then when you finally find it, you grasp onto it and never let fucking go. That’s what you’re missing, Hana, you’re missing that footing into what you really are and as much as it annoys me to keep repeating myself… That’s why I’m trying to help you with, Hana. You see, when I first started wrestling professionally about three years ago, I was the happy go lucky guy that walked in… Fresh-faced talent who thought it was going to be easy, I nicknamed myself “The Mercenary” because I thought I could look good in trying to be the face of the company, but I didn’t. I ended up losing all the time, I ended up getting beat down nearly every night and then I actually found my true footing and guess what, Hana? I skyrocketed from there, I was pursuing dreams to be the king of the world, the face of the company, the man they all looked up to. I know you need that to get away from being in other people’s shadows. That’s what you’re doing right now, Hana, and you don’t even realise it. You’re hiding in the shadows of April and Arata because they hold gold, or at least one of them did. You’re not helping yourself, you’re ruining yourself. You need to stand out there more, and just beating Claudia Michaels because of interference when there shouldn’t have been… Is nothing compared to actually being a fucking champion, now I know you’re already a champion, but it’s a piss poor title compared to what your mentor or friend has or had. They are getting all the attention whilst you’re just this child that’s riding along the coattails of two people that are better than them. I know what that’s like, Hana, I can relate in such a strong way and guess what, Hana… I stepped out of their shadows and I became the king. You need to do the fucking same because as much as you hate to admit it, I do know what’s right for you, and someday you will admit to the truth. Maybe after King of the World when I beat your mentor down and leave her in a pool of her own blood. Maybe then you’ll fucking snap out of whatever trance she’s got you in and maybe then, you’ll come to your senses and realise that I was right the whole fucking time.
So… what has been the moral of the story being told here? It’s not the classic “bringing a knife into a gunfight” thing, it’s to go with your gut instead of your heart because when all else fails, it’s your heart that gets broken first and never your gut. But for your moral of the story, April, I am that fucking knife and I’m going to fucking cut you open when I get my hands on you. I am the Prince of this fucking world, and to quote Claudia herself... Long may he reign when the crown is placed on his head.
And I would never say that… if it wasn’t going to be true.