The following is rated for mature audiences only. Viewer discretion is highly advised<p align=right>Las Vegas, Nevada
Uneasy Family Reunion
Off Camera
The summer sun was beaming down as a group of people were gathering outside Rich Man Country Club. A sign was posted near the entrance which read Andrews Family Reunion. This was the day Travis dreaded the most as he was riding down the road in his dark red Lamborghini. He and Ruby had just returned home from their two week excursion to their vacation home in the Bahamas.
"Why am I even doing this shit?" he asks while looking over in the passenger at his beautiful girlfriend Ruby Rose.
Ruby shrugged her shoulders as her luscious red hair was draped over her left shoulder as she looked out the window.
"I have no idea darling," she answers while turning her head as her eyes land on him.
Travis wasn't wearing his usual custom made suits. He really didn't people to know he was thrilled about this reunion. He was wearing his dark wash jeans, black t-shirt under a black jacket. His eyes were covered with his signature sunglasses as they come up onto the country club entrance. Travis lets out a sigh as he makes the turn onto the windy driveway. Ruby slides her hand over towards his while trying to comfort him.
"You know Vickie and Sandra are going to be here so there is a positive," she says while giving his hand a tight squeeze.
Travis smiles while looking over at her. He knew she was right but that wasn't what he was dreading. He finally pulls up to the valet parking as his car doors open straight up into the air.
"Welcome back to the club Mr. Andrews," says the valet attendee as he stands off to the side. The other attendee helps Ruby out of the car as Travis swings his legs out and stands up.
"You get one scratch on my car and I will break your fucking neck," threatens Travis as he pulls the attendee in close by the collar of his vest.
"I am sure this fine young man will take good care of it sweetie," Ruby softly says while placing her hand on Travis' arm while fluttering her eyes. Travis lets go while keeping his snarl on his face.
"Its now or never," he says while taking a hold of Ruby's hand while walking up the steps toward the front door. The host opens the door as they walk over the threshold.
Heads turn sharply as Travis walks into the main hall as indistinguishable chatter goes silent as Travis is standing there. "Who let you in here?" asks a raspy voice as the crowd parts like the Red Sea. An older gentleman stands up to his feet as Travis narrows his eyes.
"This is an Andrews family reunion and last I checked I was still a member of this family," answers Travis as Ruby remains by his side.
"How can you even show your face here Travis?" asks this gentleman as Travis is slowly beginning to seethe.
"Who in the hell are you?" asks Ruby while placing her hand on the back of Travis.
The older gentleman steps closer while looking at Ruby. "I can see your taste women haven't changed Travis. You were always attracted to the whores," chuckles the old man as Travis gets right up in his face.
"If you know what's better for you dad then I would watch your fucking mouth," says Travis as Ruby's eyes widen as Travis called the man his father. Ruby heard the stories about the rocky relationship that was between Travis and his father.
"Just like Travis thinking violence solves everything but yet you still have been a disappointment," says old man Andrews as Travis gets closer to his face.
"I knew this was the biggest mistake. I know you are just jealous because I have turned your company into an international success. Something your feeble mind can't fathom," replies Travis as he reaches back towards Ruby.
His father didn't like being told he was a failure as he glances over at Ruby.
"I think you and your whore should leave," says his father while gritting his teeth.
Travis turns his head feigning to leave before turning back and knocking his father down with a vicious right hand. He follows it up by grabbing his father by the head and continues raining right hands down onto his father's head. Ruby stands there enjoying the sight before stepping forward and placing her hand on his arm.
Travis stops while lifting his father's bloody face and looks at his swollen face. "I warned you to watch your fucking mouth. You brought this on yourself," he says while pie facing his father back down.
Travis stands back up as his family looks on with horror wracking their faces. Travis grits his teeth while turning away and walking back out of the room. "Next time, you will heed my man's warning," says Ruby as she cackles before following Travis out of the room. Travis bursts through the front door which nearly knocks the host over.
"Is there a prob.....," the host starts to say before getting a massive boot to his face. Travis is grabbing at his face as Ruby stands on the porch and shakes her head while clicking her teeth.<p align=right> Las Vegas, Nevada
Impressive Shoot on an unimpressive opponent
On Camera
Travis remained standing outside of the country club as Ruby had pulled out her cell phone. She wanted to catch her man showing this new side of him. It was hit in her eyes and he was embracing the pissed off nature of his one year here in SCW.
"For an entire year I have scratched and clawed my way to get recognized as one of the premier talents here in Sin City Wrestling. From my wars with Goth to my endless main events on Climax Control. I have proven night in and night out that belong in this business. I belong in this company. I had hoped to have won gold here in SCW but has that fucking happened. No. I am still searching for my first championship but these new bastards come waltzing into this company and demand championships. They think just because you were successful in some minor league bush club that they are entitled for a championship run.
That is where I have a problem with how they are doing this shit. Mark Ward knows that I am a main event caliber talent but yet they have me opening the fucking show. Do you not see the problem? I deserve way better than this kind of shit. I deserve to be included in the World Title picture. I deserve to be in the talks for another opportunity at taking that roulette championship from the grip of James Tuscini. It's obvious there is some kind of conspiracy placed against me," he begins while taking a minute to catch his breath.
He moves away from the porch and strikes instantly with a swift kick to the side of one of the valet parking attendees.
"You see this. This is what is going to happen come Climax Control. Anybody who is caught standing in my way will have their head kicked off their motherfucking shoulders. I am done playing the stepping stone to you new bastards with egos as big as my boot. This brings me to my opponent this time around. A man who has faced only one person and yet wants to thrust himself into a championship match. A man who has more nicknames than I could shake a stick at nor do I even care to know them all.
Josh Woodrum can call himself anything he fucking wants if it helps him sleep at night. I can understand how difficult this match might be for you since your first match was against a bonafide nobody in Johnny Tsunami. Are you really going to gloat over one victory? If that is how you are going to judge this match then you are in for a rude awakening. I am not coming into this match with my head hanging off some porn hooker's bosom. I am coming into this match highly motivated to show you what it means to be a star. Tsunami isn't worthy to wax my shoes with his worthless spittal. If you are going to compare me to him then you really are asking for your head to be driven squarely into the canvas.
Unlike that worthless slab of human waste, I am here busting my fucking ass day in and day out. I may have lost a few matches here and there. However on my worst day, I could still kick your sorry unimpressive ass. Yes, I call you unimpressive because you wrestle like a beached whale looking for water. Your movements are spotty and your skills are questionable. There is a reason you found success in the minor leagues Josh. It's because you couldn't hang with superior talent. You can call yourself whatever you want because in the end you will end up like everyone else who gets into my ring.
You will be staring up at the lights with stars floating around your head. But don't feel bad losing to me Josh. Take this a sign that when it comes to me, I am out of your league. I am the Most Must See Superstar in SCW History and come Sunday. You realize just how focused I am on getting back into the title picture. After I dismantle you, then Christian Underwood will finally realize that I am that damn good.
As for you Josh, you will see first hand how impressive I really am. Oh I see you don't like me stealing your word. Well I know what you can do Josh," he pauses as Ruby gets closr to her man.
Travis smirks while pulling his sunglasses off his face. His steel blue eyes shine through the lens as he clears his throat.
"Josh you can cry a fucking river, build a damn bridge and DEAL WITH IT," says Travis as he glares into the camera. He gives a smirk before walking towards the valet parking lot. Ruby turns the camera towards her as she is smiling,
"Now that is simply impressive," she says in a mocking tone while blowing a kiss before shutting the camera off.
