Post by Anthony Jordan on Apr 15, 2024 19:15:02 GMT -5
It was getting closer to Legacy. Kalmin Watts was working out, but he knew how futile it was. No amount of muscle, exercise, or preparation could negate the evil the Sheik could do once he had a chair in his hands…or a bat or a garbage can or any of that stuff on fire. Watts had to wonder if Wesley Crane was lucky or clever. Watts hated the idea of facing the Sheik in his element. Watts knew he could out-wrestle the Sheik, but he couldn’t out-evil the Sheik. He couldn’t build himself to feel the level of malice that the Sheik feels every day. The Sheik loves to hate. Maybe he lives to hate. Either one meant the cage match would be brutal. Both being true means Watts would be in a world of pain, win or lose.
Watts was lost in thought as the treadmill ended its cycle. Watts had to catch himself as the slowing speed almost caused him to shoot through the front of the machine. He can only chuckle at the foolishness of it before he hops off the machine. Watts is toweled off as he drinks some Gatorade and…hol up! Who the fuck is toweling him off? Watts snapped his head around to find Warren Webber rubbing the sweat off him with the most disturbing look on his face. Watts angrily snatches the towel and growls at Webber.
What’s wrong with you?
Watts barked out the question and made Webber jump three feet back. Realizing his attempt at becoming Watts’s stooge failed, Webber tried to save himself.
B-but, I have news from MXG! He says he’s going to kick your ass!
So he’s replacing the Sheik?
For a second, Watts was impressed. MXG was taking matters into his own hands. Unfortunately, that wasn’t the case.
Oh, no! After the Sheik destroys you, he’s going to kick your ass.
Watts almost laughed. That was the MXG he’d come to know.
He’s going to kick my ass after the Sheik has beaten me with every weapon he can get his hands on? Wow, Malc, that’s real ballsy!
Watts punctuated his feelings with an “OK” hand gesture. Webber, too much of a fool to sense sarcasm, smiled!
YEAH! He wouldn’t share that with just anything, but ol’ Warren found a way. I’m quite a useful tool…
Most honest statement I’ve ever heard.
Watts said with a smirk. He didn’t care for Webber, but didn’t respect him enough to be threatened by him. If Watts cared about what others thought about him, he’d guard himself around Webber. However, that wasn’t necessary. He didn’t care if MXG or the Sheik found out about anything he said. MXG was all bark and no bite. Sheik? Well, it’s not like he can become even more violent.
But I can be your man in the shadows! I’ll hide there and get you all the information you’ll ever need! Like this, MXG thinks you aren’t a gangster!
Does anyone?
Why would Webber offer that up? Was he truly desperate? Also, why would Watts care? MXG runs his mouth. It’s what he does.
What did the Sheik say?
Hell if I know. I don’t speak sand n…
Webber catches himself.
I mean, he wasn’t there.
So Malc’s keeping his dog caged, huh? That’s probably the wise move. Can’t have Sheik getting arrested. That’d ruin Legacy unless MXG wanted to step up.
Nah, he won’t do that. He blew a guy…I mean, blew out his knee against a guy in a cage! He’s burnt toast. But, I can help you with your Sheik problem.
Watts decided to humor Webber. Maybe he actually had a good idea. Anything can happen, right? Watts motioned for Webber to go ahead.
Say Sheik is caged. What if some handsome, resourceful reporter were to let him out?
Are you serious? I wasn’t being literal! There’s no way MXG trapped the Sheik in a cage. That would be stupid.
But stupid like a fox? What if Sheik was caged? What if I freed him? He’d cause trouble, get arrested, and miss your match!
Hey, I’m not scared of the Sheik! I know he’s going to hurt me, but I don’t fear pain. I’m ready to fight the Sheik! I’ll fight him and MXG! When I win, I’m going to drag MXG into the cage and find out just how brave he is!
And what’s the plan with me and the Sheik’s cage?
If you want it so damn bad, go do it! Just quit talking about it!
Watts spit the words out. He was at the point where he couldn’t care less if the Sheik was freed, then immediately mauled Webber. If Warren wanted a Darwin Award that much, Watts wasn’t going to waste the energy to talk him out of it. Webber smiled and walked off.
Later that night, Watts is in his hotel room. As he comes across WUK’s Instagram, his eyes go wide. The latest post said “Warren Webber hospitalized!”.
It couldn’t be…
Watts was lost in thought as the treadmill ended its cycle. Watts had to catch himself as the slowing speed almost caused him to shoot through the front of the machine. He can only chuckle at the foolishness of it before he hops off the machine. Watts is toweled off as he drinks some Gatorade and…hol up! Who the fuck is toweling him off? Watts snapped his head around to find Warren Webber rubbing the sweat off him with the most disturbing look on his face. Watts angrily snatches the towel and growls at Webber.
What’s wrong with you?
Watts barked out the question and made Webber jump three feet back. Realizing his attempt at becoming Watts’s stooge failed, Webber tried to save himself.
B-but, I have news from MXG! He says he’s going to kick your ass!
So he’s replacing the Sheik?
For a second, Watts was impressed. MXG was taking matters into his own hands. Unfortunately, that wasn’t the case.
Oh, no! After the Sheik destroys you, he’s going to kick your ass.
Watts almost laughed. That was the MXG he’d come to know.
He’s going to kick my ass after the Sheik has beaten me with every weapon he can get his hands on? Wow, Malc, that’s real ballsy!
Watts punctuated his feelings with an “OK” hand gesture. Webber, too much of a fool to sense sarcasm, smiled!
YEAH! He wouldn’t share that with just anything, but ol’ Warren found a way. I’m quite a useful tool…
Most honest statement I’ve ever heard.
Watts said with a smirk. He didn’t care for Webber, but didn’t respect him enough to be threatened by him. If Watts cared about what others thought about him, he’d guard himself around Webber. However, that wasn’t necessary. He didn’t care if MXG or the Sheik found out about anything he said. MXG was all bark and no bite. Sheik? Well, it’s not like he can become even more violent.
But I can be your man in the shadows! I’ll hide there and get you all the information you’ll ever need! Like this, MXG thinks you aren’t a gangster!
Does anyone?
Why would Webber offer that up? Was he truly desperate? Also, why would Watts care? MXG runs his mouth. It’s what he does.
What did the Sheik say?
Hell if I know. I don’t speak sand n…
Webber catches himself.
I mean, he wasn’t there.
So Malc’s keeping his dog caged, huh? That’s probably the wise move. Can’t have Sheik getting arrested. That’d ruin Legacy unless MXG wanted to step up.
Nah, he won’t do that. He blew a guy…I mean, blew out his knee against a guy in a cage! He’s burnt toast. But, I can help you with your Sheik problem.
Watts decided to humor Webber. Maybe he actually had a good idea. Anything can happen, right? Watts motioned for Webber to go ahead.
Say Sheik is caged. What if some handsome, resourceful reporter were to let him out?
Are you serious? I wasn’t being literal! There’s no way MXG trapped the Sheik in a cage. That would be stupid.
But stupid like a fox? What if Sheik was caged? What if I freed him? He’d cause trouble, get arrested, and miss your match!
Hey, I’m not scared of the Sheik! I know he’s going to hurt me, but I don’t fear pain. I’m ready to fight the Sheik! I’ll fight him and MXG! When I win, I’m going to drag MXG into the cage and find out just how brave he is!
And what’s the plan with me and the Sheik’s cage?
If you want it so damn bad, go do it! Just quit talking about it!
Watts spit the words out. He was at the point where he couldn’t care less if the Sheik was freed, then immediately mauled Webber. If Warren wanted a Darwin Award that much, Watts wasn’t going to waste the energy to talk him out of it. Webber smiled and walked off.
Later that night, Watts is in his hotel room. As he comes across WUK’s Instagram, his eyes go wide. The latest post said “Warren Webber hospitalized!”.
It couldn’t be…