Post by Spike Kane on Dec 27, 2023 4:35:05 GMT -5
“Can somebody tell me why
The more I see my enemies, the more I feel alive?
The more that they wish death to me, the more I never die?
I can hear 'em yelling, "Rest in peace", and that's the sound I like
Yeah, success is never destiny, it's all a frame of mind”
Time after time, in this wretched shithole, I’m forced to listen to people attempt to downplay my legacy. To shrug off the threat that I possess, and shit on everything I’ve done in almost three decades of violence, carnage, blood, and gold. It’s like, no matter what I do, nobody listens, no matter how much I prove myself right, nobody has the brain capacity to take it all in. You bunch of cunts walk around this place throwing stereotype after stereotype at me, and think it’s enough…
“I believe that we will win”
Right yankee doodle?
Fucking pricks.
I’ve been doing this for so long, that I’ve seen some of the greatest wrestlers to ever step foot in this business rise and fall. I’ve seen legends made, and I’ve seen giants fall….but through it all, at the end? There’s only one man who stands tall ... .yeah, I know tall might be a trigger warning for AJ, but who am I to argue with a complete and utter shitheaded moron?
…..oh right I’m Spike Kane.
Of course I’ll argue.
Throwing around accusations, like I attacked Karras? *Fake shock* HOW DARE YOU. AJ…you talk the most utter shit out of everyone I’ve come across so far in WUK, and I mean - ALL OF YOU TALK UTTER SHIT - but you more than most. As if I have a choice over who I fight….smaller wrestlers?
Are you fucking stupid? But then again, you do seem to think I’m a dwarf.
Not sure if that’s meant to be some kind of racist insult about my irish heritage, or if you’re that fucking deluded in your later years….maybe you got hit a few too many times in the head, or maybe just not enough? It’s ok we can remedy that. But you are right about one thing AJ….I don’t use many holds, that’s because I’m too busy kicking ten shades out of shit out of my opponents, breaking them, and ending their careers.
Tell me AJ….we live in the Network Era.
How did you fair against other “dwarves” like the Murder Lizard? Or Dylan Black? What about Goldbear and all his glorious family? Fuck, what about any member of the BANG Bros!? Let’s be real for a moment here….as far as the Network goes?
You’re a fucking nobody.
You seriously need to understand, and you need to listen, because this is your one and only warning. You have never faced anyone like me, you have never come close to anyone like me. Those fucks you may have faced in your past? Even the likes of the scourge himself, Donzig - the man I buried alive…
They’re all just Spike Kane wannabes.
I’m not a hardcore wrestler AJ….I’m the fucking God of Xtreme, and I guess you need to learn that first hand. I’m going to break you in ways you didn’t even know were possible, and the best of it is? It’s not a one and done, no, far from it, instead? I get to break you over and over for an entire hour. Do some fucking research you absolute disgrace to the word that is “wrestling” because you’re about to find out the hard way, that “wrestling” evolved a long time ago, and left your ass in the tar pits. I’d say I hope you have a nice nursing home picked out, but let’s be honest, we both know you won’t make it….I’m going to break you so bad you’ll spend the rest of your days in the ICU…
But I’m not a threat to you, right AJ?
……how dense can one person be?
“The moment I created, your mind is overtaken
You feel the fear creeping in, but you never face it
So unoriginal, it's unforgivable
So strike a match, pour the gas, watch it all explode”
—---------
“So say goodbye
'Cause everything and anything you think about is mine
You feel it sinking deeper as I occupy your mind
Yeah, the more you try and fight it, it'll only multiply
So save your breath, this is do it or die because
When you're on top, you're hated
And when you're not, they're claiming
They got your back, but the fact is they hope you're failing
It's unmistakable and so predictable
But don't think that I'd ever consider to quit
I'm never gonna stop 'til I'm the greatest to live”
We cut to a handheld camera walking down a street at night, the camera is currently pointed at the dark grinning face of Spike Kane.
“I just thought I’d make a nice little ViDoc, or whatever the kids are calling it these days. Just a nice little run through here, of my extended Trophy Cabinet…oh look here, we’ve got the TWO XHF World Heavyweight Championships, right next to the cream of the crop, the X*Crown itself!”
He slowly pans the camera from the three rather prominently placed belts, panning over the others that take pride in his showcase.
“Oooh, the Imperial Title from IWF….did you know I died while holding that? Probably not, because none of you know anything outside you’re own little bubble…there’s the IWF God of Steel Championship too…because they had to rename it from ‘Man’ to ‘God’ because nobody could take it from me….but AJ wanted to boast about his world titles right? Let’s have a look.”
He slowly, and deliberately pans through them, some of them being there twice. XHF, IWF, nCw, XwF, BWA, BLW, UWA, EBCWF, WEX, WWW, XwF II, KWF, UCWA….as he pans, you can see there’s separate cabinets for other trophies and belts also. Countless Match of the Year. Wrestler of the Year plagues, and an entire corner of the room dedicated to the 29 Tag Team Titles.
“Seems like something is missing though, don’t you think? I mean the FIRESIDE title was never going to sit here, not with Anthony Caffrey running the place…but there is a lovely spot right over there that would look great with the Wrestle UK World Heavyweight title in it, don’t you think?”
The camera switches back to viewing Spike.
“I guess that’s something I have in common with a few people on this decrepit roster….we all want that belt, because we all feel we can do better than Eron, but let’s face it when it comes to W:UK, does anyone even talk about him, or his reign?”
He smirks, as the sound of a Hell Portal can be heard opening and we slowly begin to move through it.
“Of course not….people are too busy talking about me!”
Music begins to play, soft, quiet at first….as we fade.
“Yeah, fuck what you think you know, just be a ghost
Or you'll find out what it's like when I'm coming for your throat
Everybody knows I did this alone
I got a lotta thoughts up in this brain that I can't control
Fuck what you think you know, just let it go
There are answers to your questions that I promise you don't wanna know
Everybody knows I did this alone
Heavy lies the crown if you're coming for the throne”
___
So is it an “AJ” thing? Are all wrestlers bar that phenomenal dude, just cookie cutter, bland ass middle American generic create-a-wrestlers? Shit Anthony, you’re not even the third best AJ I’ve fought in my career, lord knows you’re probably the most fucking bland though, eh?
Generic comments, generic put downs, generic threats.
It’s like you don’t even know who you’re fighting against is it? A man who has carved his own path through this business, a business full of sharks waiting and praying for you to fail so they can step over you and take your place…but it just never seems to happen does it, nobody can take my place, because there is nobody like me, only pretenders to the Throne.
I’m Spike Kane, the fucking Blood God, and you can’t even give me the time of day to do some research, watch a little tape, read a fucking wikipedia page….no, no, no, your arrogance, shit man it puts even mine to shame.
I debuted in October 1996 and I found out real quick, that there are no friends in this business.
You claim to be Watts' friend, but we all know you don’t care. You barely even mentioned him, this isn’t about him, or even Karras, no…this is about you. Trying to reignite the flame of your long dead career. Trying to use my name to make something of yourself, whilst simultaneously putting that name down and pretending it doesn’t mean as much as it truly does. Oh you might think I’m being petty, but you see that’s something you wouldn’t understand Anthony, because you don’t have a clue who I am.
I’m a real petty motherfucker.
See, I plan on embarrassing you in front of the Canadian crowd. A place home to so many great and talented wrestlers….I’m going to school you, like I’ve done time and time again to all the idiots who came before you and made the mistake of thinking Spike Kane cannot wrestle, in fact…
Two of those other idiots were also called AJ.
Andrew Jacobsen.
Alex Jones.
Not names I expect you to know, no, no, no, you’re far too narrow and small minded for that, but those out there in the XHF Network will know, hell, some of them might even remember how ridiculous I made them look when I beat them fair and square in the middle of the ring, I’ve even made them tap….and I plan on doing the same to you.
Oh, but it won’t be like that…
No, I’m going to brutalise you. I’m going to make an example out of you, and I’m going to show you what getting into the ring with the God of Xtreme really means. I’m going to show you, and the entire XHF Network what happens when you get stuck with the most violent man in all of wrestling history, for an entire hour. There’s nowhere to go AJ, there’s nobody to help you, and I’m going to really enjoy myself, and hell, they say to start the new year as you mean to go on, right?
What better way to start than with a massacre?
You’ll learn AJ….
All Bloody Hail.
___
The camera flickers once more, this time we can see Spike standing in front of the camera, as he’s placed it down. Music is playing in the background. Spike smirks, as he takes up the frame of the camera and speaks along to the monologue.
“In all your life
In all your love
All your hate
All your memories
All your pain
It was all the same thing, it was all the same dream
And like a lotta dreams….
….there's a monster at the end of it”
He slowly moves aside and we can see Karras in the background minding his own business, before Spike leans in again.
“Run!”
The music blares out as Spike launches into an attack on Karras, the camera shakes with the violence and falls to the floor as we can only see just a portion of whats happening as Spike, and what seems to be other legs and feet, beat down Karras and ensure he cannot make it to New Years Brawl, as the music plays the scene slowly fades.
