Post by Spike Kane on Aug 27, 2021 8:32:08 GMT -5
This company has taken so much from me in the past, this company has brought me to my knees....but it has also brought me to new heights. This company helped me expand on the things I had learned in the past. The federations I had been in prior to nCw had seen me emerging from the mid-card obscurity into the main event scene. Ever since I won that King of the Hill match so long ago. It began the rise to a level of fame that I had never reached in my life......that sky rocketed when I came to nCw and filled a gap left by Davey Ortega. I'm not here to give everyone a history lesson, I don't need to talk about the things I did when I was here before, but I need to get one thing straight, to validate something....everytime I left nCw.....every single time I left was because I didn't feel good enough to be here, I didn't feel that I had what it took to be the big man once more, to be at the top of the mountain like I used to be....so I went elsewhere where I knew I could to fulfil my own selfish need for attention, my own selfish thirst for gold and admiration. But something changed... When I was asked to come back to nCw for a one off special Anniversary show against Joe Everyman it was like a glimmer of hope, a shining beacon that the respect I'd built up, the respect I had earned was still there simmering under the surface. Once people had the chance to calm down and realise that what I did wasn't personal they had a chance to realise that it was nothing to do with them, and that in my absence they had become so much more, that they had risen up even further in the ranks to the point where the new golden age of nCw had been ushered in.....it made me realise....I am good enough to be here, I always have been. I'm one of the best in the world at what I do, and I shouldn't let the constant influx of talent here get to me....I had the belief that I had peaked when nCw's competition was at it's weakest, but I believe that opinion to be false. nCw has always maintained a high level of competition, from the likes of Lance Ryan and Jack Manson, all the way to Charlie Velez and Venom. Of course there are several people in between, the formidable powers of Adam Knite, Angel, Falcon, Dave Holland......and of course the constant, the people who keep this place going....the people who have the potential and have proven it time and time again, one of which is one of my opponents this week: Andrew Jacobsen.......and I'd be lying if I didn't say it feels right to have Trent Helms back in nCw. My former partner, my former enemy....but a guy who always entertains without fail. Trent never let his ego get the better of him, he never gave in to the little voice inside telling him he was better than everyone else, and everyone loves him for it....he's like Jack Hammond, but better.... Now, enough of the name dropping. I'm not here to make friends, I'm not here to kiss any ass.....and I'm defiantly not here to be a comedy act. Like I said last weekend at Trauma, I tried to be a decent guy about it, I tried to let Hexx have his fun....yeah, it's really funny that I've lost twice to Hexx because Davey Boone couldn't book a show to save his life. I do my job, I do what I am asked to do and I make it look good, do I care? No...Hexx has beaten me twice, so what? I've beaten some of the best this world has to offer and I genuinely believe that anyone can beat anyone on their day. I'll go on record and say that, hell I reckon that Jimmy Turner could beat Charlie Velez is he had a really good day, if you stop and think about it my point is valid. I know Charlie wouldn't like to admit it, as he's super cool mc-awesome-o once again, but everyone knows deep down inside, that they can't win everything, that all it takes is a bad day. So I am back in nCw once and for all to just kick some ass. I'm not bothered about people thinking I deserve to be in this spot on the card, or that spot on the card. I'm heading into Trauma in a pretty decent match up with three guys who don't have a clue what is coming there way, it's just like the old days when you'd get a tingle down your spine before a match and it's back, which means that I am back. I'm not going to hold back, I'm not going to play the respect game...not in the slightest. I'm going to kick some mother****ing ass. End of story! ~~~ We fade in on a familiar site of the pick up truck of one of the Kane family members....it's the beefed pick up truck belonging to Spyke He's at the wheel of the truck with heavy metal music blasting out before he drives into a small alcove where there is a large field and a large play area for children, complete with a river and everything. Almost everyone there turns around to see where the noise pollution is coming from before it dies. “Look who likes to make an entrance!” The voice comes from off screen as Brad Kane walks into the shot smirking towards the truck. Spyke's arm reaches from inside and the two slap hands before Spyke climbs out of the truck. Spyke: You know me brother, everybody has to pay attention to me ...or something along those lines. Brad: Yeah....like last week on Trauma? Spyke: What man? Them clowns deserved it and more! Spyke starts to walk towards the grassy area with his brother. The two of them nodding their heads in agreement at the actions of Spyke on Trauma. Brad: So....Spyke, with a Y? Spyke: Yeah... Brad: Seems kinda lame. Spyke: Well it's better than Senior Xtremo... Brad's face turns to one of shock, his eyebrows raised, eyes wide and mouth wide. Brad: That was you!? Spyke: oh haw-****ing-haw! Spyke punches Brad in the arm who then turns to laughter as the two brothers approach a bench on the edge of the play area, close to the stream. Spyke looks up and peeks over towards the playground. Spyke: How are the kids? Brad: They're doing good. Megan has her hands full when we're touring, but she wouldn't have it any other way. What about River, and Xander? Spyke looks towards the stream almost lost in his thoughts. He picks up a small stone and hefts it towards the stream. Spyke: She was angry at me for a while. The whole rights thing really pissed her off. She went off the rails saying that I could have ruined our lives by not reading the contract properly, that we could have lost all our money or got sued or some crap....luckily we're pretty financially secure....else she probably would have killed me. Xander....he just seems happy to see my happy again, now that I'm not hiding under a stupid mask. Spike runs a hand over his now short hair, sitting next to his brother they look more alike than ever. To the untrained eye they'd look exactly the same, but the tat's are the easiest give away, Brad being more covered than Spyke. But there is something in the eye's that let's you know the difference, whilst both men are haunted by their past.....they're just different. Brad: It's all cool man, you looked like a gimp before....now you're back to your old self. Spyke: Except there's one difference. Brad: Oh yeah? Spyke: For the first time in years we're not at each others throats. Brad: That might just give the women heart attacks as it is. Spyke: And we're both in nCw for the first time in a long time. Brad: That's true... Spyke stands up and smiles at his brother, nodding his head, looking more like the man we used to know than ever before. Yes, I'm aware that is almost like a paradox, but I don't care, kiss my grits. Spike extends his hand, the one that Brad and Buddy Drifter put a spike through on separate occasions, the scar still there, and Brad grabs it showing their solidarity. Spyke: nCw is in for a fun old time. Fade out. ~~~~ This week Xtreme returns to nCw, more specifically it returns to Trauma. A show that a lot of people look down on, a show that a lot of people think they're too good for, but not me. I'll take my spot, hell a Main Event match for my first match back, it's pretty impressive. Trauma has been the home of some of nCw's most shocking and impressive events over it's history....but I'm not about to sit here and recite them all no... We've got work to do. On Saturday Night I will return to the nCw ring as myself, as an uncaged, uncontrollable beast ready to rip some people apart. 'Lo and behold, nCw saw fit to give me “some people” three people to be exact, and only one name even slightly registers on my radar....Andrew Jacobsen. Damn man....I'm not going to lie, when I saw you come into nCw, I never thought you stood a chance, I never thought you could stand against the competition that nCw has to offer, and I didn't think you were mentally strong enough to see it through. But I was wrong. Look at you man, you're pretty much a household name. Kicking it back and soaking up the admiration of the ****ing sheep out there, I don't blame you....I would too if they gave a crap about me, but it's a trick....it's a lie. They don't really care about you, all they want is the blood, sweat, and tears that they paid to see, whether it's yours or not. You fight for them, and they will turn on you in an instant....they're leeches AJ. They suck you dry, and then when you can't give them any more, the move on to the next one, they move on to the next flavour of the week. Where any of them with you in that hospital last week? ….no Andrew, you were alone, and trust me I know how it feels to be in both those positions. I know exactly how it feels to be standing there helpless whilst the only person you give a flying **** about in the world is hooked up to more machinery than you ever thought a person could be....when they're life is flickering before you....and there's nothing you can do. I get it. I've been there. Which means, I know you're not in the right frame of mind for this match up. You have too much on your mind, and too much emotional trauma....no pun intended....bottled up inside. You need to be by her side Andrew, trust me....you don't want to be away from her. So for your sake...don't show up at Trauma....I don't want to beat an already broken man....and I don't want to put you in a bed right next to your beloved. Don't do it Andrew, it's not worth it......I may not like you, but I feel sorry for you. I feel your hurt, and I understand it. For Emma's sake....don't show. But there are two other people in this match up as well. We have Jason -I'm sure I whooped your ass and you faded into nothing-Blair, and some German Dude. Gee, I'm shocked and worried. Jason, let me get this straight....YOU'RE a Young Gun? BWUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! No...no...seriously....BWUAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! And I thought they dropped the bat with Mueller. Oh my god, this is just too much, no I seriously can't process this news. I mean, Zelda being a Young Gun makes sense, she's frikkin' talented, she's the best female wrestler I've ever seen....even if that does mean my sister is going to punch me when she sees this. Dude...Charlie Velez is awesome, Venom is awesome, Zelda is awesome....you? You're a ****ing joke. I don't get what you must have shown Charlie and Venom for them to let you into their exclusive little club, I dunno, maybe you wash the ring attire? Maybe you bring them cups of tea and cut their fingernails and ****....because trust me kid, your wrestling skills pale in comparison to the people you have been labelled with, and I should know. I have a little bit of history with the Young Guns, it's why I can sit here and tell you how good they are without actually kissing their asses. My matches with Venom, were the best matches I ever had....and to say you've never learned a thing or two from Charlie Velez is just downright {Mongo Edit: Nah we don't say that anymore}. The Young Guns are talented, and they respect talent....so whilst I don't respect you, in the slightest...I'm not stupid. I'll keep in my mind that there is a reason they chose you and nobody else. There is something that you bring that the rest of us don't or hasn't seen....so I'll keep tat in mind, I won't underestimate you....I'll just bare in mind that when you fail and fall flat on your back, I'll get the chance to say I was right all along just to you, not just to the nCw fans, but to the Young Guns. And of course, nothing would be complete without a cliché, Grüße Sie big fat stupid Wanne Schmalz. Willkommen in den Vereinigten Staaten von Amerika, hier sprechen wir eine Sprache als Englisch bekannt ..... so ****ing learn it! No seriously, I'm not from this country, I was born in Ireland and grew up in England. I moved here out of choice, because to make it big in the wrestling business this is the country to be...so I understand why you're here, you want to make it big....and get out of that ****hole country you come from. I don't blame you man...I've been to Germany, and it sucks! I mean there's a reason why the England football fans sing that song....you know the one “two world wars, and one world cup!” Humorous I know, but seriously....you say you don't want to be a stereotype...then you name one of your moves the Fourth Reich....OK....racism much? You know, I'm pretty sure we have some Jews in here? I knew this one...this fat dude, he really pissed me off...I think his name was Kuroi, you guys would have gotten on like an oven on fire......I mean....house...... Speaking of Klaus....oh! See what I did there? Booyah! Klaus, you're the vermin of this business...the literal mouthpiece that takes advantage of a guy who's brain is too small to do his own talking. You latch on to someone you can manipulate and steer them towards the cash prize all for yourself. It's just a matter of time before Wilhelm manages to figure it out, or someone selling an oversized pretzel tells him....you're a user Klaus, and you're only setting yourself up for one hell of a fall, and I'll be there laughing when it happens. You two are cut from the same cloth as countless people before you, countless people who have come in claiming to be the “future” of the company....they come in, win a match or two....their ego's get too big and then they lose, kick up a fuss.....get their ass kicked and realise slowly that the company can do just fine without them....you really think you are the future? Look me in the eyes and tell me that you can see yourself surpassing the likes of Steve Awesome, Adam Knite, Trent Helms, Dave Holland, Angel, Falcon, Velez, Venom, Lance Ryan, and myself? You can't because you know it;s not true. You're a one trick pony. And that trick is already tired. So hang it up Hanz....because nobody gives a ****...... See you Saturday ****ers.... Yippie Kay Aye! |