Post by PANTHRO on Jan 11, 2014 21:44:34 GMT -6
Prologue: Prove Something.
LIMITATIONS. I WILL NEVER BELIEVE IN THEM. NEVER.
LIMITATIONS. I WILL NEVER BELIEVE IN THEM. NEVER.
The Big L’s been on a mission as of late. It’s been clear since day one, face the best wrestlers E-Pro has to offer, and win! He went in there last week, the odds against’em yet again, and he faced Chris Strike. Chris Strike put a Hell of a beatin’ on The Big L. He also put on one HELL of a match against The One and Only in front of the THOUSANDS!! Chris Strike, I respect you, I give you your due, you’re a great man. But DAMMIT.
Keep your head up right fucking now.
You put you HEART into our match, you gave the fans what they wanted, and you deserve to be in the title picture because you have the FIRE to be a champion!!! Don’t you hold your damn head down and feel sorry for yourself, because you’re going to need to let that loss fuel the fire already lit underneath your Brazilian ass!!! You wanna prove to people those losses made you strong, COME STRONG IN JAPAN!!!! LET’EM KNOW, THAT CHRIS STRIKE AIN’T NO SLOUCH, HE AIN’T NO STEPPIN’ STONE, HE’S THE “GOD OF THUNDER”!!!!! You let’em know that you’re going to be coming back STRONGER than ever and come beaming for Zero McHannon’s belt! Because The Big L is ready to try and take the belt, The Big L is DROOLING at the chance of putting a foot up Magnus Gunner’s asshole and sending him back to the PIT where he belongs!!
The Big L...is ready...The Big L is prepared….and he’s taking on all comers. And so The Big L looks on his phone, looks at the match card, and he sees a name, a familiar name poppin’ up now in Exodus Pro Wrestling. He see Jaime Alejandro poppin’ up in conversations! Jaime’s been in the Honor Cup, trying to etch his name in the history of Exodus; He’s trying to create a foundation, mold a LEGACY in obtaining the title of the winner of Honor Cup!! Jaime Alejandro they put you in front of me because you’re a man with a decorated wrestling career, you’re a man who’s seen it and been through it all.
They KNOW that you have the determination, the audacity and the WILL to go in that ring and prove to those people who said you couldn’t make a comeback...those people who said you wouldn’t get your life back...YOU SHOW THEM TONIGHT!!!!! SHOW’EM WHAT YOU GOT JAIME BECAUSE THIS IS THE TIME TO SHINE THE BRIGHTEST, ON THE GRAND STAGE! And when I look in your eyes and when you talk to me on Twitter, you have that spirit that brings tears to my eyes. The type that makes me wish I could be half the man that you are Jaime, and I respect the Hell of a man who can go through such pain and come back even better!!!
I want this match.
I want another classic.
I want your best.
And most of all...I want the fans to scream their lungs out. I mean scream so damn loud, they won’t be able to talk to the next damned DAY!!! Because ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls of ALL ages, Sunday night in front of the beautiful, respectful, and ROWDY crowd in San Diego, CALI-FORNIA...it’s The BROWNSKIN ASSASSIN facing a powerful, uplifting, and die hard JAIME...ALEJANDRO!!! You’re going to get a fight brother, one you’ve been achin’ for since joining! Want the chance to prove yourself…?!
WELCOME TO MY OFFICE.
And The Big L wants to talk to the people who are still wondering if he belongs in the title picture. The Big L’s worked his ass off, has told all of you what he wants to do. WIN, LOSE, or DRAW, The Big L does this for his people. These people want to see me fight, they want to see me go and give my all!!! I’m fighting for the people, I’m fighting for Kurt and Deborah Lenton, I’m fighting for Wulf Erikksen, STACY-X, TROUBLE, his friends...and the beautiful...cunning...and oh so provocative...Miss Victoria Reid (love you babe). So you wanna know if The Big L can hang with the big league, primetime players?! Let The Big L prove it in his matches, let him prove it when he goes to JAPAN and let him prove it when he wins the World Championship. Then...and only then…
Will I Prove It To You.
I was starting to get use to showing up to San Diego more. I felt like I lived here more than I did in D.C., I mean it beat the cold. San Diego was a great place, somewhere to start new, somewhere I felt I would belong. The sun, the people, and the girls...a perfect cocktail for me, if I do say so myself. But what made San Diego seem so much sweeter was laying in this bed with someone I met only a month ago. It seemed like it was just another meaningless fling, just a wrestler taking a “ring rat” home and just having sex with her. But for whatever reason, when I laid there beside her I knew things were going to get a little more serious than they already were.
There I was, down to my boxers with a college student who had no problems having me over with her alone. I stared at her, fixated on her glowing skin and shining brunette hair. She was close, clutching onto my chest, her hand softly resting on my left as she felt my heart beating. She needed some rest, well...with all of the times I came to “visit” and her having a rough time with her family. She hopped at the chance of coming to D.C. to visit when I offered, and it didn’t really seem like she wanted to go back at times when I asked when she was going back.
She always gave me this half-smile, and shrugged her shoulders carelessly and tried to change the subject. I tried to play along, not wanting to pry into her life with us seeing each other for such a short period of time. But still, I really did want to meet her parents of some sorts. Then again, she’s been adamant about that...if our relationship got that serious. I understood, I was just...eager…? Yeah, I’ll go with that. I stroked a strain of hair out of her eyes and let her use me as her safety blanket. Her body was soft, she smelled amazing, like magnolias, and her body heat felt so good. With the way we were going at it, I never took notice...but she was a very beautiful young lady...and I got to lay next to her. I’d say this was a reward in itself. She adjusted a bit, soon her eyes were half opened as she took a deep breath and softly exhaled, scanning around a little bit. I glanced down at her as she slowly raised up. Her right hand began to thread through her hair, as she finally began to wake herself up.
Steve Lenton: Mornin’.
She gave me a tired smile.
She let out a light sigh, trying to shake her sleepiness off. She gently flopped back to my side, getting in close and rubbing my chest in a soothing motion.
Steve Lenton: Uhhh, a little past nine o’clock.
Victoria: Mn.
She kept to my side and opened her eyes.
She sat up rolled on her stomach and reveal her bare back, glancing at me with a content gleam in her sapphire blue eyes.
Victoria: The obvious stuff you usually do when waking, yes...go on.
She flashed a small smirk, I chuckle and rub my face with both hands trying to wake up myself.
Victoria: Lovely.
Steve Lenton: Mhm…
Victoria: Hmmm~
Her eyes scanned my upper-body. Her hands roaming around on my chest and abs as she began to form a satisfied grin on her fair face.
I my eyes swifted towards her, I gave a laugh and a flashed a toothy grin.
Victoria: Well one of us already is underneath these sheets. It’s only cordial for you to do the same. You are the host and I, luckily, am the guest...the host must entertain their guest.
Steve Lenton: The host doesn’t usually have their guest naked in their bed.
Victoria: Semantics.
Steve Lenton: Oh...that’s what it is?
Victoria: Mhmm.
She leaned over my body and gave me a peck, then another. I returned her gesture of lust, leaning up and brushing her hair back as I gave me a long kiss. She pulled away after nipping my bottom lip slightly. She let out sigh of satisfaction and began to get out of bed. She was topless, which I wasn’t complaining about. It just gave me more to like about her, she was open minded, a very smart. She automatically knew how to push what buttons to get me to want to keep her in this bed a little bit longer. I just liked gawking at her from behind. She was slender, but that just made her more beautiful in my eyes because of her figure. She stood up and slid on the spaghetti strap tank top she wore when she actually got in the bed. But down below...she bent over and slid back on her low cut black panties. She glanced back at me with a devious smirk.
Steve Lenton: Yes.
Victoria: Well, if you like this, there’s something even better waiting for you in your bathroom.
Steve Lenton: Really now…?
She turned back towards the bathroom, walking as if her hips and legs were telling me to come with her. Goddamnit, I can’t turn THAT down. I got out of bed and followed behind her. I held her around her waist and kissed behind her ear. Soon we had our fun in the shower for half an hour, then I went to cook. She sat down, marvelling at me with a cup of coffee being held in her grasp, sipping slowly.
Steve Lenton: Well, when I’m not out eating at restaurants I like to have a nice quiet meal to myself y’know? But in your case...I think you’re special enough to try one of my omelets.
Victoria: I see, so do you don’t do this regularly.
I turned around and flashed a smirk.
She giggled softly.
Steve Lenton: There’s a lot that people don’t know about me. Or...there’s a lot I don’t mention to people since getting into wrestling.
Victoria: Really? Then now’s a good time to tell me, now isn’t it?
She sipped slowly, looking at me with those devilish blue eyes.
I look at her, I laugh to myself and continue to cook.
Victoria nearly chokes on her coffee, having a giggle fit as she looked at me wide-eyed and suprised.
Steve Lenton: YEAH, glass ones, the classic kinds? I like to collect them, kind of showing a timeline of how sodas use to look y’know?
Victoria: Wow.
Steve Lenton: But don’t tell anyone, okay? They don’t need to know I’m a big fucking nerd.
Victoria: Oh, lovely...your secret...?
She gives a wink.
Victoria: Safe with me.
Steve Lenton: I heard that before.
Victoria: Oh dear, you still won’t forgive me for that little gossip amongst girls? I was only praising you for your genetically gifted endowment.
Steve Lenton: Your entire group of friends know what my penis looks like.
Victoria: And both sides are jealous, so you can give your gratitude towards me some thought.
Steve Lenton: I’ll think about it.
Victoria: Pluuus...Kimiko didn’t complain now did she? For such a globetrotter in the intercourse department she felt quite satisfied, no?
Steve Lenton: HEY, look at that, breakfast is ready.
She laughed as she was served her food, looking on at it with a smile.
Steve Lenton: Thanks.
I sat down, set up to eat, and glanced at her. She wanted to know so much about me, and I didn’t know a damn thing about her. Her favorite color, band, hell...did she like rain, snow, HURRICANES. All of these things she wanted to know about me, and I opened up to her about them. Here I was, worried about her shutting down and not letting me in if I asked her certain questions. I took a bite out of my omelet and glanced at her, wanting to break the silence. She just gave me a happy expression as she chewed in a cute manner, her eyes widened in an innocent glare. I looked down at my plate...swallowing what little courage I had...
Steve Lenton: So, I never asked, what do your parents do?
She blinks a few times, and takes in a breath, her eyes motioning towards the plate.
Steve Lenton: Seems like the perfect childhood.
She went silent for a moment.
Victoria: Yes, it was all quite nice, yes…
Steve Lenton: I was wondering if I could meet them sometime, I don’t want them to get the impression I’m just trying to have sex with their daughter.
She went quiet again.
Steve Lenton: ...Uhm, The Lincoln Memorial.
Victoria: I hear it’s a remarkable sight, Lincoln must have been a very iconic figure in America’s history, no?
Steve Lenton: That’s what people say.
Victoria: Lovely.
She did it again, changed the subject. Seems like there’s something she doesn’t want me to know about her. We stayed quiet for the remainder of the breakfast. We dressed warm and headed out, I showed her the town. The Verizon Center where the Wizards continued to suck, I showed her the Vietnam War Memorial, telling her about my grandfather...opening myself up to her. We had a nice conversation...things seemed to be hitting off. Then we came to the Lincoln Memorial. After the long climb we made it, looking at the giant statue.
Steve Lenton: I know right?
Victoria: This is quite extraordinary if I do say so myself. So much work put into this monument, and people come to marvel at it’s presences.
Steve Lenton: I go running around here all the time. Sometimes I try and run up the steps and see how far I get without falling out.
Victoria: Always the competitor Stevie...don’t you ever take breaks?
I smirk, knowing she was pulling my chain.
Victoria: All too well.
I get close, holding her, grinning brightly as I lean in to kiss her. She lets me, pulling me in by grasping my cheeks softly and pressing her luscious pink lips against mine. I pull away and look up at the statue...she leans her head against my chest.
Steve Lenton: In a creepy voyeur kind of way.
Victoria: Funny.
Steve Lenton: I try.
I kiss her cheek, she smiles up at me as we begin to descend down the giant steps. Now was a good time, when she was in such a good mood.
Victoria: Why?
Steve Lenton: Well I just think it’s weird to just be having sex with you for so long...and...I really would like to have a relationship with you. I mean, I’m starting to care for you and...it only seems right to--
She stopped and glanced at me.
She went in for a kiss on the cheek, I pulled away a bit and stopped, standing in front of her on the steps, holding her hands.
Victoria: I’ve told you what you need to know, mkay? I’m not hiding anything explicit from you. My parents are rich, my parents are busy, and my parents live in a nice big house outside of San Diego, full of sunshine and palm trees.
She shrugs her shoulders with a forced smirk.
Steve Lenton: ...Will they let me date you.
She froze for a moment, and blinked...not any normal bat of the eyelashes...this was a nervous blink, almost an uncomfortable motion too. She shook her head.
She walked pass me, I glance back at her, my eyes forming into a serious stare.
Victoria: You know what Stephen, not everyone can pour their heart and soul into one person like you. Not everyone can just OPEN up when you ask them to. So if you will, please drop this.
Steve Lenton: No.
She pauses, a look of irritation began to show.
Steve Lenton: Victoria…VICROTIA…!
She kept walking, I stood there, feeling like I pushed her too much. Then again...I had to. She was hiding something from me and I wanted to know what. If we were going to be something, we had to air everything out, and so I was going to get to the bottom of this and I didn’t care how. I followed behind her, grabbing her hand from behind, she snatched away.
Victoria: You want to know something, just because we have sex doesn’t mean you get to pry into my personal life. It’s just SEX...it’s nothing more...you’re attached and I’m not.
Steve Lenton: ...Excuse me?
Victoria: You think I’m just going to let you read me like some sort of book? No. Look it was nice coming to visit, but I’ve had my fun, so--
I step in front of her, glaring down at her.
I place a hand on her cheek and raise her face to meet mine. I give a meek smirk and scan her face.
Victoria: Aqua blue…
I turn back around and look at her for a few seconds.
She pauses for a moment, fiddling with her fingers. Her head shoots up slightly as she scanned the skies, trying to piece together what she wanted to say…
I walk towards her, wanting to hear her reason.
Victoria: My parents aren’t very… “open minded” as I am.
Steve Lenton: …
Victoria: ...My father and mother have cut me off from their finances. They didn’t want me to date you, because of...your skin color. So they gave me an ultimatum...and I chose you.
Steve Lenton: Victoria you--
Victoria: I didn’t mean what I said to you just now. In fact, I don’t even care about the sex or the one night stands or...any of that actually. You’re a marvelous human being. You’re different from the other boys on campus, and whenever I speak to you I feel like...I’m more than just a...I-I’m…
She chokes up a bit and wipes the incoming tears from her eyes.
Victoria: You treat me with so much respect, and put some much effort into wanting to love me. And here I am, standing here, saying all of these terrible things to you, hiding these things from you, and you still believe in me. And...I want to make this work...but my parents won’t--
I step forward, stroking a tear from her cold cheek. I give her a small smirk and meet her blue hues with my brown eyes.
She looks at me, sniffling, and nods her head. I give her a soft peck on the lips and stroke her face.
Steve Lenton: It’s gonna be okay.
Victoria slowly comes in for a hug. I embrace her and hold her close. She peers up and smiles lightly before kissing my cheek.
Steve Lenton: Eh.
She chuckles.
Victoria: Quite, I should have worn something a bit warmer don’t you think?
Steve Lenton: D.C.’s weather is always so unpredictable you never know what yo wear…
Victoria: Can we stop for a bit of coffee?
Steve Lenton: Sure.
She held onto my arm and glanced up at me.
Steve Lenton: Alright, follow me then madam. There’s a coffee shop nearby, not too far of a walk…
So we began to take our nice little stroll in the cold. Now that I knew what had her so afraid...I think she realizes how silly it was now. I wouldn’t let a couple of people stop me from loving someone if they loved me back. Hate...is such a strong thing...and it can hinder people from seeing the good in others. Her parents could hate me for whatever reason, and I’d still be there, looking at her in my bed, talking to her about matches, about wrestling...and nothing would change. Victoria was here with me and that was all that mattered. So at the end of the day, she loved me...and I loved her…
So we both win.
I paced the floor, ready and eager to step into the ring. There were no nerves, there was no sense of fear, nor were the butterflies in my stomach giving me a break. I was hot right now, and people were looking at me to do something amazing in this match. For me, I had to pull out all of the stops against a man who had just as much heart as I did. The Big L kept his sunshades on, looking on with a determined expression at the camera.
Steve Lenton: The Big L stepped into that ring two weeks ago and he left it all out there. Chris Strike went after me like a damn wildfire and tried to beat the living shit out of me. He threw it all at me, gave me his best, but didn't had the code to beat me. Strike's been having a hard time, whispers of doubt from everyone if he should be in the world title match. I wanna say this about Chris Strike, the man is a damn warrior and will forever be a friend to The Big L. The Big L sees the eyes of Strike, he sees the doubt, but Chris Strike...you still have the fire. Don't you NEVER let anyone say you don't have it. Don't you ever let someone doubt you, because a man of your caliber should know that proving people wrong is so much sweet at the end of the day. We fought, it was a damn amazing match. I won, but there's no telling if I can do it again.
You will forever be a great name in the history of E-Pro. You will forever be a man I will always have love for. Even if you didn't win, Chris Strike will forever be the God of Thunder. You take the loss with a grain of salt. You take this match, you train, you think back about your two losses and I want Chris Strike in that ring ready to tear my damn HEAD OFF!!!! I WANT IT, THE PEOPLE WANT IT, AND WHAT THE PEOPLE WANT, THE PEOPLE GET!!! So in Japan, I know I'm gonna see the Chris Strike who's willing to do anything to be world champ. And when that time comes, when it's all said and done, THAT Chris Strike might...MIGHT be our new champion. But first, he's going to have to get pass the BLACK HULK...that is The Big L. But now...The Big L faces another big challenge ahead of him….
Jaime Alejandro wasn’t a man who I was going to take lightly, because he was “brand new” or someone “I never faced before”. His story, his life, motivated me, and it shows me that I had to bring it harder. I had to give him what he gave me: His heart, tears, and soul. I glared at the camera, holding myself firm and proud.
I pause for a moment and taking in heavy breaths.
I slowly take off my shades. My face turns emotional.
Steve Lenton: You have no idea...how much it means to hear that from a man who’s gone through the pain. See we’re built for it, we have to be broken down...before we can rebuild Jaime. We gotta face that ache of all the people we thought we loved, the showering of affection; We gotta face those happy faces turn into frowns of disgust. Because when we were nothing at the bottom Jaime people didn’t give two shits about us, no one did. But then people came back into our lives, the people who put a hand on our shoulder and said “I BELIEVE IN YOU.” and helped us up!! We were made for this, because once we succeeded Jaime, once we broke that glass ceiling people put over us...we realized...there ARE no limitations. There’s no such thing at OBSTACLES...because we’ve PASSED those long ago!!! Jaime Alejandro you and I are torn from a different cloth.
We’re from a different breed; WRESTLING is now etched into our veins!!! We were BORN for this!!!! Jaime, The Big L’s heard your story, a story of sadness and triumph and he hears you LOUD and clear!!! But The Big L will say this, this match is bigger than both of us! It’s not about our stories of the past, it’s about the future! I want people to look back at this, old men and women and tell their kids that they were in attended when two TITANS in Exodus Pro Wrestling squared off in the ring. I want those kids to tell their kids about this story, and then their kids...THIS MATCH IS SOMETHING OF LEGEND...and we’ll prove it when we face off!!!
Because Jaime, I love you man, you’ve given The Big L so much love and he appreciates ya; But you know the motto, THE BOOT AIN’T PREJUDICE!!! SUNDAY NIGHT, The Big L is going to be looking for a new home for his 13 inch boot!!! And so far your ass is lookin’ like a cozy place to put it! FRIEND OR NOT, I’M COMIN’ HARD JAIME!!! I’M GOING TO BE COMING AT YOU WITH EVERYTHING I CAN MUSTER AND I DON’T DOUBT YOU’LL DO THE SAME FOR ME!!!! TOMORROW NIGHT...is the night! The MILLIONS watching online, and the THOUSANDS gettin’ front row...this will prove if you and I belong. One of us is going to move on, one of us will try and make a name for themselves, and ONE OF US...will go into their next match with momentum on our side.
The Big L shakes his head, eyes glued on the camera, not budging from his spot. His chest flaring with excitement, his body trembling with the urge to get in that damn ring right now.
Steve Lenton: There ain’t a damn soul that can say they aren’t excited for this match. I’m trembling, sweating bullets, the butterflies in my stomach have been kickin’ my ass; But I have to put on this face and say I’m not nervous. The Big L’s nervous, not afraid, but NERVOUS. Because The Big L must face the unknown and find out how much heart you possess, what drive you have until you go over the edge, and what genetic makeup you have that will give you this win. THAT is the unknown, THAT is what makes me nervous, and THAT is why I love this FUCKING SPORT!!!!! I’m facing the unknown, the 11 year veteran, THE STRONG...STYLE...SAINT JAIME AL-E-JAN-DRO!!!!! WHAT WOULDN’T YOU LOVE ABOUT THAT?!?! Sunday night...will be the must-see match in the birth of 2014. The Big L will face Jaime Alejandro in the ring, for the first time ever, and it will be a CLASSIC. So until then, The Big L will be preparing some more, expecting ANYTHING and EVERYTHING that Jaime throws at him. IT’S GAME TIME!!!!
I march off from the camera’s view. If you couldn’t feel it through that camera, then you weren’t invested enough. I was getting ready to give these people five star match!!! HYPE was in my blood, I bled adrenaline and nothing else!! Jaime Alejandro would test his heart of gold against my heart of a lion. We were going to see who would going to be coming out on top. And hopefully, it would be me...yet...again.
Fade. Static. End.