Street Dog | Collision Course Nathan Cage
Aug 10, 2021 15:41:53 GMT -5
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Post by Drag on Aug 10, 2021 15:41:53 GMT -5
In Flint Michigan a dog sinks its jaws repeatedly into a chain link fence. Its snarl and gnashing of teeth against steel echoing throughout the alley as a pool of drool forms underneath. In spite of its lack of progress in tearing a hole through the fence it is no less frenzied and determined, repeatedly attacking with unwavering aggression.
On the other side of the fence sits Nathan Cage. Expression plain and eyes indifferent as he watches the animal in all its feral rage.
“To be honest, I haven’t really known what to do with myself the past couple weeks.” Cage’s tone is no less harsh but carries a drop of reflection. “Get hit with everything at once dont’cha? Doesn’t matter if you’ve been away five years, ten, twenty. The reality is, so much has changed and it’s too much to make sense of... It’s too much.”
He raises a finger.
“Not wrestling. Wrestling evolves, right. But at its core it’s static. Hell, it’s anything you want it to be. It’s something I can make sense of, and can’t get enough of!”
Cage’s voice rises as he stands and turns, facing the camera with his manic gaze. This seems to set the dog off further as it begins barking frantically.
“So imagine my happiness when I get a phone call tellin’ me my debut’s set to be against three sorry sons of bitches, and it’s an all ya can eat buffet for Nathan Cage!”
“I had the lady on the phone ask me if I wanted a link to NLW’s website…” Cage chuckles mirthlessly “So that I could study up on my opponents. I told ‘em I can’t afford a computer to use it, but that suits me just fine, cause I like workin’ for my share anyway!”
“I do my research, an’ all I see are three pricks without an iota of guts between ‘em!”
He paces. The camera periodically cutting to a close-up of the barking dog as Cage speaks.
“Ya got a guy like Felix who sits in his stupid trainin’ room talkin’ about all the hundred kicks and punches he knows; The reality is all that’s gonna be useless against one strike Nathan Cage’s practiced one hundred times ‘gainst another man’s skull! He’s like a gun someone loaded but’s got no idea how to fire. He says “Nathan Cage puts his soul and anger into every fight”, well ya hit the nail on the head, Son! ‘Cause you came to wrestling to learn, I came to fight! Assuming the Octoman doesn’t tap ya out like ya did against Waylon Kirk, like ya were about to do against MYOJIN. Then I’ll happily give ya a lesson in fightin’ spirit when I knock your teeth down your throat!”
“Ya got Chris Sanderson, a guy with title after title on his resume, hooray for him! Buried his family issues and loved by the crowd. But, if he’s walkin’ to Collision Course expectin’ a wrestling match, he’s gonna be surprised how ugly it gets! The same goes for Kayhe, Kayley, whatever! She’s got her size an’ her strength, Chris’ got his catch as catch can rasslin’! An both of ‘em, regardless of anythin’ they’ve accomplished elsewhere, are as fresh faced to NLW as ‘ol Cage. So if either you two or Felix thinks Nathan Cage is gonna be a step on the road to success, watch the first step, cause it might kill ya!”
He runs a hand through his hair, making his expression of hatred crystal clear.
“All three of ya wanna climb up the proverbial ladder. But, for me, I’ve already won. Cause I’m here and dyin’ to get back to doin’ what I do better than anybody else in the world. Gates and Smith have got the easiest spots in wrestling come August twenty-first. Either they get to showcase their fancy moves and submissions that their trust fund and some squid gave ‘em respectively. Or, they get to stand in the corner and watch Nathan Cage butcher ‘em! Cut ‘em up! Beat ‘em down! AND CHOKE THE FUCKIN’ LIFE OUTTA ALL OF ‘EM!”
Cage hovers his face inches from the camera. Behind him, the dog recedes into shadow.
“If any of you are still sittin’ there thinkin’: “How do I win this match?”. You’ve already lost. Cause from now on when Nathan Cage’s name’s opposite yours on an NLW card. The question becomes:”
“How do I kill this man?”
“Cause that’s what it’s gonna take.”
