<p align=right>Off Camera
Travis meets his daughter
Before Violent Conduct, Travis Nathaniel Andrews was sitting in the back booth of his favorite restaurant. He had told Shawna to hold all of his calls. He had received a text message from an old flame. He barely recognized the number but the name stuck out like a sore thumb.
Katherine, he mouths to himself. While opening up the message.
"Hello Travis, I hope you are doing well. I know this is probably a bad time but I can't keeping to Denise."
Travis looks confused as he quickly types a response.
"How did you get my number Kathy? Who in the hell is Denise?"
Travis didn't know what to expect as Kathy shoots a reply back.
"Denise is your daughter."
Travis nearly falls out of his seat when he reads the response. He didn't know what to say. That was the last thing she sent as he shoves his phone away. Feeling like his world just got turned upside down he let's out a soft sigh while dragging his hand through his hair.
A few hours pass as Travis is still sitting in his booth when his phone lights up. Travis swipes the phone while putting the phone up to his ear.
"What do you want Horace?" asks Travis as Horace can sense an uneasy tone in Travis' voice.
"Whoa bro, I thought we get together and talk about our team since we're still doing it," answers Horace as Travis groans. "Who pissed in your corn flakes?" asks Horace.
"I almost forgot about that after finding out that I have a daughter," answers Travis as silence fills the other end. Horace pulls his phone down while mouthing
What the fuck? He places the phone back while clearing his throat.
"I had no idea you had a kid," Horace says as Travis readjusts the way he was sitting.
"You are telling me. I don't even remember what her mother looks like or what my daughter looks like. This is freaking nuts," replies Travis.
The bell above the diner door jingles as Travis glances over to see a beautiful looking sixteen year old girl standing in the doorway.
"Can I help you miss?" asks the general manager.
"I'm looking for my father," she answers nervously. Travis didn't know if this was Denise as he returned to his conversation.
"Does Ben know about this?" asks Horace.
Some of the men in the diner were starting to whistle at the girl.
"What's your name miss?" asks the manager.
"De..de...de...," she slowly stumbles over the first syllable as the men laugh at her. It was that moment Travis realized that was his daughter.
"I got to go Horace. I'll call you back," he says while hanging up the phone. He takes a minute to collect himself before standing up to his feet.
"This girl is stupid," says one of the horny bastards. He goes to touch her when Travis grabs him by his wrist.
"Didn't your mother teach you any manners?" he asks as the young girl perks up. The guy turns his head as his face goes white. No more words were exchanged as Travis releases his hold while escorting the young woman back to his booth.
<p align=right>Vlog Video #1
On Camera
It's a warm evening as Travis and Horace are standing on the beach. Travis is holding a camera as they decide to film their promotional stuff for Climax Control 190.
What is up SCW Nation? This your boy Mr. TNA coming at you from the beach in New Zealand. Two weeks ago, Horace and myself made a shocking return to SCW during the live telecast of Violent Conduct. I bet you are wondering why I am standing on this beach. In case you hadn't heard, we have embarked on another tour as we travel through New Zealand and Australia. Now this isn't my first time in these countries so I know what these fans are going to expect from everyone on the roster. Now we are very pleased to be included in the tag team battle royal to crown the new world tag team champions. I'm sure everyone are writing us off due our history as solo competitors. I wouldn't blame them but that's going to be the wrong move too make.Travis decides to take a breath as Horace takes control over the camera.
Climax Control 190. I can't believe that we are ten episodes away from 200. I can remember my debut into this company. I competed in a triple threat match which I won. Since then, my solo career didn't go anywhere. That's partially due to my lack of enthusiasm for this business. Having close to seventeen years in this business, you forget why you compete. That's what happened to me. I lost my reason to compete. After sitting on the sidelines, that itch had returned and SCW was the only company I would work for. Now, I don't care what people think about my career thus far. When rookies like London Underground who probably never seen a fight other than the ones on television. The fact they couldn't come up with a logical point proves how ignorant they are.Horace turns his head as Travis grabs the camera again.
Out of all the teams in this match, London Underground are the only ones who don't belong. What in the hell did they fucking do besides sign a contract? They haven't wrestled a fucking match and yet they already have egos. Have they any clue on who I am? I am Mr. SCW. I am a former Roulette Champion and I have beaten James Tuscini twice. You can ask anyone and they will tell you that I am not all talk. You assholes are entering my world and you won't survive it. As for you James, your dreams of winning the tag titles will be just a dream. Because Horace and I are walking into this match with one goal. That goal is to be the last team standing.Horace once again takes the camera as Travis steps off to talk to his daughter.
Travis and I have heard all the damn rumors. We have heard people question Ben's mind when he took us both on as his first clients. Travis and I do have tempers but we also have a crap ton of heart. Which more than I can say for most of the teams in this match. Ben saw our potential for bigger things and we will not disappoint him. The Monstimals and Black Sheep are the only teams I see as threats to us. However Travis and myself are going to fight twice as hard just to outdo you in the ring. We will hit you from all sides and fire on all cylinders.Travis steps back up as Horace hands the camera back.
Climax Control is going to be our night. The fans are going to be so excited that a true champion will rise through the ashes. Horace and myself will pull out all the stops to come out on top. It doesn't matter what you fuckers say because we don't care. Consider yourselves on notice for Ben's Club. If ya got a problem with us coming out on top then do all of us a favor and DEAL WITH IT!!!Travis and Horace smirk as the video cuts out.
