Although my respect for Thatcher Rex had heightened considerably, I had to finally show him who was boss.
That belt was now mine for the taking and in order to accomplish that feat, I had to find him and take him out honorably and legally.
That's exactly what happened briefly last week, when Thatcher Rex and I tangled with each other. I had to tell him, through my actions, that even though I saw him as a man of respect, I also wanted to finally show my demonic side of me, the side that I've been unleashing every now and then when it happens. Last week happened to be such a time, when I first laid out Thatcher Rex and then took out Matthew Kennedy in what he called a "glorified MMA match."
Such pathetic bullshit. That rule was never chosen by me. It was chosen at random. It is not my fault that it happened the way it did. Matthew Kennedy truly has NO RIGHT in telling me that I never beat him in what he called "our sport". I don't care who you are, I'll annihilate you in any sport you chose to play in, whether it's in fencing, track and field, soccer, you name it, I'll be the best person to put myself in such awesome heights that not a single person in the world can stop me!
You think LeBron and Jordan would have what it takes to beat me on the basketball court? I don't think so!
Do you think Tiger Woods could defeat me in a game of golf? Not a chance in hell!
You put me in any situation and I will set my mind onto that task and make sure it is achieved, whether I win or lose, by either honorable or dishonorable means. Few already know the truth behind my method of madness and a lot more will become victims of that mindset very soon. Matthew Kennedy and this unknown challenger seek to do battle with me and I put everything aside, including my own family, out of my mind and put myself in a zone where I cannot be touched or cannot be hurt mentally, physically, or even emotionally. I will not allow for any distractions this week, for I seek the one thing that's been destined to me - any title in the Sin City Wrestling organization.
The SCW Roulette championship is what I ultimately desire and I won't let these two jackasses, this Matthew Kennedy and this unnamed foe, steal my thunder and take away my glory. This is now MY TIME and I assure you, once things get chaotic inside that ring at Into The Void II, there will be not a damn thing to stop me from becoming the NEXT and NEW SCW Roulette champion!
One thing I will say though - should Thatcher Rex ever return and challenge me for the title, I will gladly accept it and take him head-on, to finally determine who truly is the better man between us. Let's face it, even though he and I clashed evenly for a bit, I managed to gain the upper-hand and win for that short time. It may yet be possible for him to emerge victorious against me next time. I will do my best, everything in my power, to make sure that doesn't happen the next time we face each other in mortal combat.
For now, I have to conclude my business with this new upstart, Matthew Kennedy, along with the unnamed enemy, and to show them how exactly it is done within the ring.
Thus, it is with a heavy heart that I leave my wife and children behind in Detroit as I prepare myself for the inevitable. Ariel, however, will rejoin me at ringside. She is forbidden from fighting, due to her current status as a pregnant woman, so she's only able to watch as I destroy my opponents into submission and become the next champion in any division I chose to pursue and that's currently the Roulette division.
It's currently midnight as I arrived in my hotel room. I wanted to sleep, due to travel being quite exhausting, but the wheels within my mind were running. I couldn't help but lick my lips with great anticipation, thinking of the epic carnage and destruction I look forward to releasing upon these two, helpless souls. I saw myself as the victor, the referee hanging my hand, with my other hand grasping the title, the crowd either cheering or booing for me. Meanwhile, my opponents would be lying on the ground, bleeding profusely, unable to move for a long time.
I was taken out of my revere when my cell phone buzzed from within my pants pocket. Taking it out, I threw my bags to the floor and sat down at the edge of the king-sized bed, flipping it open, reading a single line from an unknown I.D.
Good luck
Even though I had an idea of who could have sent the text message, I didn't care at the moment. I closed down the phone and tossed it onto a nearby table, then stood up and walked over to the window, gazing at the sky, the pounding rain hurling downward from the heavens, as the skies of San Diego bore down thunder and lightning.
I figured, if anything, it would be a long night for my opponents at Into The Void II and that alone made me smile wickedly from ear to ear.
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Last week was the game-changer in my career. In one stroke, not only did I take out Matthew Kennedy in one-on-one combat, I dueled against the ex-Roulette champion, Thatcher Rex, and put him in his place, yelling in his face that I wanted the belt. No matter how much I could respect someone like that, I had to take matters into my own hands. I confronted him like a man, face-to-face, and the brawl ensued. In the end, I overthrew the former champion from his throne and now have it securely in place once Into The Void II arrives upon us all. At this point, I honestly have no clue about the unnamed challenger that I'm about to face and in truth, I don't mind nor do I care who it is, whether it may be friend or foe. The roulette championship is now MINE for the taking and I plan on making sure that this new, unnamed enemy and Matthew Kennedy are firmly put into place. I alone am the right man to usher the Roulette division into a new era of dominance and supremacy unlike anyone before it, Thatcher Rex included. If Thatcher Rex ever steps back into the Sin City Wrestling organization, he is free to challenge me for the title at anytime. Why? Because I'm ready to accept his challenge and to show him that I am the best at what I do; kicking ass and taking names all over the goddamn place! You can tell me that I'm extremely cocky, but that's not true at all! Fact is, I'm very confident in my abilities as a fighter and at Into The Void II, not only will I emerge victorious, not only will I emerge as the new Roulette champion, but I'll be the man to once again put everyone in their place and show the whole world that I am the King Of Kings for a VERY GOOD REASON!
Matthew Kennedy! Did you honestly think that last week would be the time that your supposed "momentum" would continue to rise after facing me? Did it ever occur to you, you worthless shit, that your entire life changed from being a man that was once brash and cocky to a man that feels literally humiliated and enraged beyond all belief? I made that happen, Matthew Kennedy! Oh sure, you got a few shots in with me, you tried pulling off the Mohammed Ali shuffle, but that wasn't enough to save you. For every insult and attack you inflicted upon me, I paid you back in kind tenfold! Did you enjoy the power that you felt with each punch I nailed into your weak ribs? I watched you, with great pleasure I might add, as you tried to cover yourself up, to try and spare yourself from the embarrassment. And then, you went on to cause me a little more trouble than it's worth. I ended your fun and games with Malice, Matthew Kennedy - I destroyed your whole world in a blink of an eye. Truth is, boy, I don't have to even be in the room to feel your rage, your hatred, and your dislike of me, Kain, The King Of Kings! I know that you want to get your hands on me that badly and perhaps, in your mind, you can conjure up a million ways to annihilate me. None of those ways will happen, Matthew Kennedy, because that's only a mere fantasy inside your ugly, pitiful mind! The reality is now right in front of you, boy, because you've NEVER fought a fighter like me! You were never a smart man in the first place, were you? You were never mindful of your surroundings, Matthew Kennedy, when I took you and your friends to town and made you all my bitches that night! You were never aware of my power and indestructibility until that night and now last week. Everything changed for you now, didn't it Matthew?
The way I see it, this roulette match between you and me, along with this unnamed challenger, will be nothing but a freaking walk in the park! Tell me something, Matthew Kennedy, should anyone in the entire locker room or in the world, for that matter, should take you that seriously? I know that you'll go on and dabble on about your accomplishments here and elsewhere, but I honestly do not care about any of it. What happens in the present is what matters to me the most. After that, the past only tells us our story and the future is there to provide more for our legacy before we perish from this glorious Earth. For me, my legacy will be talked about in the days, months, and years to come, worshipped by future generations we have yet to see come pass and will never see again. For you, your legacy will be spoke off in a bad light and I don't care if you enjoy that fact or not. You are the one to be blamed for your problems and mistakes. In fact, last week, what you showed off was a poor effort in showing that you are not worthy of the Roulette championship. You are not worthy enough to be called a serious leader or even an entertainer, for that matter. Do you understand, little one, what I am trying to tell you? I'm attempting to tell you, Matthew Kennedy, that you are literally nothing but dust, a man that continues to overhype his own greatness to death until it falls flat on his face. Actions speak louder than words, basically, and your words have more bark than your literal bite! Your bite, in fact, is weak, fragile, and filled with little to no backbone! Me, on the other hand? I've worked hard my entire life to reach milestones like this and believe me when I tell you, you are going to be my bitch at Into The Void II. I'm going to crush every bone in your body, shove every word and lie right back down your throat, and I'm going to be the world's worst dentist and pull your teeth out, one by one! All in the name of blood, Matthew Kennedy, enough to the point of where you'll be begging for me to spare your pathetic life! That will NEVER happen, boy.
I want you to tell me, Matthew Kennedy. I want to hear it in that weak, fragile voice of yours. I want to know why YOU THINK you deserve to be champion, because quite frankly, last week proved to me that you do not have the stones within you to do the job. You do not have the balls to see this matter through, to see me defeated at your feet and to win the championship for your own. You will fail at everything you do from this point on, Matthew Kennedy, because you are not fit to do our job correctly. So exactly why are you here now? Are you still grasping at straws futilely, hoping to somehow create a miracle that would save your ass from total destruction? Are you hoping in vain that my game will be off, that my plan for going against you will not go the way I wanted? Trust me when I tell you, I know EXACTLY how this match will go and I have everything mapped out in my head. And why is that, Matthew? Because you are nothing but a joke, a clown that plays out the same act in front of the worldwide audiences over and over again. You should notice, by now, that people are laughing, but not WITH you, but AT you! You should also notice, boy, that no one thinks you are someone that could taken remotely serious with a championship belt around your waist. I want you to acknowledge that, Matthew Kennedy, and I want you tell me, right here, right now, that you do not want this match, that you submit and walk away from this whole fracas. If you don't, Matthew Kennedy, I'm going to be making your night painful and LONG. I'm your worst nightmare currently and the only way to overcome it is to stay the hell away from me and NEVER, EVER come back into my world again.
But I'm sure that you won't listen to the truth, will you? Idiots like you are SO predictable! You are going to continue to live in a world of denial. You are also going to conjure up another storm of lies and deceit, trying to convince people that you are all for the belt, that I haven't stopped anything from you, that you will win the Roulette championship from me and the unnamed challenger. Truth be told, I don’t care. I already know the outcome of our match, Matthew Kennedy. Far as I'm concerned, last week's match was an MMA match, which was NEVER chosen by me at all, but I indeed salivated at the prospect of being on my own home turf once again. But then again, man, I've always been on my home turf. You see, you tell me that I've never fought you in what you deem to be our sport and I suppose you have a point, but not really. In fact, I've taken on all comers in every kind of match imaginable before my time in the world of professional wrestling and long after I entered into the business. So, you see, you foolish worm, I already know the rules of the game and I know how to play the game to my advantage and to show you plenty of disadvantages. Do you understand what I'm saying, Matthew Kennedy? It doesn't matter what kind of sport you and I engage ourselves in, because the outcome will always remain the same between you and I. You will fall and I will win. It's really that simple and that's the same outcome that will be played out every time you and I dance on the battlefield, because your own efforts will not be enough to demolish a DEMON, a GOD, AN IMMORTAL LIKE MYSELF! I honestly hope that you are ready to be destroyed in every fathomable way possible, because your destruction is what I crave the most and I intend to carry out my promise to you. That you will die, your "legacy" will be over, and I will be the NEXT roulette champion!
Rest assured, I haven't forgotten about the unnamed challenger. I don't know who you are and honestly, I do not mind nor care. You are about to find out the hard truth about Kain, The King Of Kings. You and Matthew about to discover together that I am unstoppable and will not rest until victory is given to me with all the blood, sweat, and tears that I release from my mind, body, and soul. Our match is going to be a classic, with all eyes once again upon me, Kain, The King Of Kings, as I lay waste to you both ignorant, mindless ants and leave you both lying in the dust! I promise one thing, folks. I promise that I will walk into that ring, at Into The Void II, with every intention of being the NEXT roulette champion and walking out of that ring as the NEW roulette champion of SCW! I suggest you take what happened last week and think of it as nothing more but a tease, because I'm going to step up my game to unlike anything the world has ever seen! Boys, gaze upon the man that's going to be the one to bring your untimely demise to life! You will then look below and see him wearing the Roulette championship around his waist and declare himself the King Of Kings once again in a new era that only belongs to him!
For I am Kain, The King Of Kings! And I...HAVE SPOKEN!