Backstage
November 29th
Goth can be seen in the locker room after his mixed tag team match that he just has won with Alexis Edwards against Drake Green and his girlfriend/partner Lyah Lindberg. The locker room is empty except for his wife that is messaging someone on her phone. He is resting as has a wet towel across his face, enjoying the moment of another victory in SCW.
Goth: Sapph??
Sapphira: Hmm??
He grins, knowing that when she reacts like this means that she doesn’t want to talk.
Goth: Who are you texting???
She sighs, clearly annoyed as she puts the phone down and looks at her husband.
Sapphira: I send your mother a message that her dear beloved son would call her before it’s too late. You do realize the time difference between here and the Netherlands Gerrit???
Goth chuckles as he takes off the towel and looks at his wife, standing there with her arms crossed as she looks at him. he grabs his phone and dials his mother and speaks in his native tongue.
Goth: (translated to English) Hi mom! Happy birthday, hope you have had a wonderful day.
Listens to his mother talking on the phone as he grins
Goth: I’m glad that you enjoyed the gift I send you, nothing is too good for my own mother. But I’ll do one better, I’m going to fly you over to visit me and Sapphira for the holidays and spend time together when I’m done with this World Tour.
He silences as he hears his mother talking to him over that what he just said.
Goth: Mom, I know you don’t like to go to foreign countries, because you don’t speak the language. I’m going to make sure that you and Marieke are going to be flown over her first class with a private jet. I will pick you up myself as to make sure that you guys don’t end up somewhere in Mother Russia for crying out loud.
Goth and his mother could be heard laughing over the phone as they do some more chit chatting before they say goodbye as Goth hangs up.
Sapphira: So she is finally going to take the big step across the Big Ocean huh???
Goth: You know how my mother is, you have no idea how much I have had to try and persuade her to come here. But I think with the private jet, that my sister will be there as well and the fact that I will pick them up myself finally made her realize that it’s safe to go.
Both grin as she kisses him on the mouth
Sapphira: Finally, the entire family back together
Goth: As long as she wants to, I…,
Suddenly there’s a knock on the door as Goth looks over and sees Henry walk in.
Henry: Goth, we need to talk.
Goth kisses his wife on the cheek and pats her on the ass as she giggles before nodding to him and walks off. Leaving the two men ready to talk.
Goth: What’s wrong Henry?? I was kinda busy you know, can’t we do this session another time???
Herny grabs a chair and sits down in front of the Roulette champion.
Henry: Look Goth, tonight we made a point that we all were not too thrilled for what management is putting Raab and Samuel through. That includes Mark Ward, someone that has been granting you a lot of wishes lately. And not that we do not question your loyalty to the group, but….,
Goth: But you want to know if I’m sucking up to the boss to get what I want and use you guys???
Henry: Look, It’s not like that. But you have to admit, that today you were telling Mark that you weren’t happy about what he is doing to the entire group, that includes you. And then you and Mark were trading blows with Drake as if you were best of buds. We want to know where this is leading to or else.
Goth sits up annoyed, looking Henry straight in the eyes as Henry backs off a bit.
Goth: Look Henry, I’m not much of someone that likes fairy tales, neither a sucker of gossips and bullshitting behind my back. I am Monstimal’s, I am not a lapdog for Mark, Christian or even for anyone out there that wishes to have some power trip up their asses. I understand the concerns and quite honestly I would have done the same thing. At least you are smart enough to talk to me and not let me fight it out with Raab in the backstage area. Because we both know how he can be when he is upset
Henry nods his head, still cautious and upset
Goth: I am through and through Monstimals, people say I made a choice to join Mark Ward’s crew because I would get that title shot. We have done what we had to do because out of business perspective didn’t we Henry?? And besides, if I look at the current roster of superstars that are walking around this company… besides Raab… who else deserves a shot at his belt and doesn’t cry and moan about it?
Herny: No…..,
Goth: Exaclty, nobody. You got that right and the fact that people are bitching at this very moment for our unity??? Are the ones that are too worried that I will be successful this coming Supercard on December the 13th. Worried that their precious soldier, their precious hero and their saviour of whatever it is that he is supposed to save them from. Worried that he will not fulfil his talked about destiny that he is desperately trying to fulfil.
Henry: Well, I could not agree more with you on that one. But I am sure that somehow Mark Ward will…..,
Goth rolls his eyes as he gets up and gets in the face of Henry with bloodshed in his eyes.
Goth: I don’t need Mark to beat anyone, I don’t need anyone to take away the World heavyweight champion and become the first ever Superstar to walk away with both top championship belts. To be the longest reigning Roulette champion and the most successful champion in the history of this company. I’ll be damned if someone would screw me over and take glory in MY MOMENT!!!
His eyes are burning as Henry wisely keeps his mouth shut as he just simply nods in agreement. Goth has grabbed his arm and starts to squeeze hard in it, without him even realizing what he is doing.
Henry: Goth?? …. Your uhm, your hurting me.
Goth lets go as he realizes the situation and sits back down as he grips his hair as he hides his face between his arms as he pulls his hair back with his hands in the meantime.
Henry: Goth?? What’s going on?? You look like you are stressed out about something.
Goth doesn’t respond, he closes his eyes as tears are flowing from his eyes and grinding his teeth.
Henry: Goth???
Sapphira puts her hand across his shoulder, stopping Henry from getting up and walk towards her husband.
Henry: Sapphira?? I just…, what’s wrong??
She looks at her husband and sighs as she knows him better than anyone else in the whole wide world.
Sapphira: Tomorrow he has to get the results from his eye exams that they did a week ago, he has been complaining about blurry sight in his right eye and headaches as of late. The last time that I saw him this way, was when they told him about his genetic disorder in his eyes.
Henry turns his sight towards the Roulette champion, who is muttering soft words constantly over and over again as his eyes is staring at the championship belt. As if he is possessed in some way
Henry: I never noticed anything in recent weeks or months, why hasn’t he told us???
Sapphira sighs as she motions towards Henry to walk to the hallway, so that they can talk without having to upset her husband even more.
Sapphira: Look, this is what he lives for. This is his life, he has been awake for weeks now. Barely getting some sleep and the only reason that nobody has found out, is because the moment that he is in wrestling mode than nothing can stop him. But I knew even when he didn’t dared to admit it, I saw it. I’m his wife damnit, but the only thing on his mind right now is that championship belt. To once again hold the crown jewel in the Sin City Wrestling above his head and claim to the world that he is the very best. Even when you have a visual disorder, even when you are being labelled….
She looks through the doorway as she sees her husband on the bench again, having the towel across his face and still whispering words of sadness.
Sapphira: Even when you are labelled a handicapped. Look at what he has done, he has beaten them all. Getting a shot against a man that stands in his way to achieve his greatest goal in life, do you know what emotional pressure that is putting upon him??? Of course he puts his game face on, of course he plays mind games with them as being the very best. But deep down inside he is scared to death that he will fail and will lose everything. Scared of….,
Henry: Losing you??
Sapphira suddenly slaps Henry in the face as she is angered by the mere thought.
Henry: I didn’t mean… I just.
Sapphira: The one thing that he is worried about is the fact he may lose face to everyone out there that has ever heard of the name Goth. The one name that has done it all and wants to do it again. He wants to be the one Henry, to be the selfish role model for people that has been told that they cannot, that they will not and that they aren’t anything marketable. He has been denied so many shots over the past few months that he dared to take matters in his own hands and publically answer the call that nobody had the guts to answer. In his mind, he HAS to win and that he HAS got everything to lose and nothing to gain. Do you understand that??
Henry nods as Sapphira walks back into the locker room as he rubs his cheek and looks on as she tries to comfort her husband.
Eye check up
November 30th 2015
Goth and Sapphira can be seen in the office of the doctor that has taken his eye examination. Goth is wearing a dark suit and has tied his hair in a tail. Looking nervously as he and his wife are listening to what the doctor is telling them.
Doctor: Well Mr. van der Krift, I have looked at your….
Goth: I would rather prefer you would call me Goth doctor, it’s what everyone calls me these days or Gerrit. Let’s not make it so formal
Doctor: Ok, then I would rather call you Goth. As I have been watching your career from a far and I don’t want to make it too personal by calling you by your real name.
Goth: Thanks doc.
Doctor: As I was about to say, I have looked at the results of our examination and I have come to the conclusion that your left eye has remained almost identically compared to three years ago, but…. When comes down to your right eye it has come to the conclusion that you have barely any vision left there.When comes down to your right eye it has come to the conclusion that you have barely any vision left.
Goth sits there silently as his wife looks at him with a concerned look, not knowing how he will react to this type of news even though she knows him for over twenty years.
Doctor: The blurry vision comes from the fact that your iris has been damaged and it’s beyond repair as the iris is such a delicate part of the eye and unfortunately there is no known way of treating something like that. Neither by surgery or medication.
Tears can be seen coming from his eyes, nodding understandingly to what the doctor is telling him.
Goth: I knew already that it was bad…., but…,
His wife puts her hand on his as Goth looks at her with a tender smile upon his face.
Goth: But that it was this bad.., I had no idea doc. How much vision do I have left??
The doctor looks down upon his papers and grabs some pictures that they took and hangs it up on the board for both of them to see.
Doctor: The picture on the left is a picture of a normal working eye and one that has Retinitis Pigmentosa. A somewhat effected eye that still has capability to look quite well. This eye is somewhat to the level of your left eye Goth.
He points at the first picture as Goth watches on and remains motionless.
Doctor: The picture next to it is a picture of once again a normal eye and an eye that has become more and more infected with the genetic disorder and that is something that is more closely to your eye Goth.
The doctor and Sapphira look at Goth, who sits there silently, staring at the pictures and shaking his head in disbelief. Not wanting to accept the fact that his eyes are starting to get worse real fast.
Doctor: This causes you to have issues seeing complete elements of what is in front of you. the part that you still are able to see is the part that hasn’t been infected yet. Yet what you are seeing is mostly blurred. That also causes to have sentences when you are reading a book, newspaper or whatever to move around before your right eye when you close your left. But that will one day also cease to stop. I….,
Sapphire: Isn’t there anything we can do to perhaps slow down the process??
The doctor sits back in his chair as he takes off his glasses and looks at the wrestler before turning his attention back to Goth’s wife.
Doctor: I wish we could, we do always suggest to use reading glasses to prevent putting too much strain on the eyes when reading books or whatever he loves to read. We have come to the understanding that it may help slow down the process somewhat. But there isn’t much what we can do besides that. I have done some testing with reading glasses last week and can advice you to take it as it will also help you read better and with much less strain.
Goth looks to the outside, almost as if he is not listening to what is being discussed or not wanting to listen. His eyes are filled with tears as he is grinding his teeth and closing his fist, as if he is about to strike someone hard.
Sapphira: Gerrit?? The doctor was asking you something??
Goth turns his attention back to the doctor, not having heard a simple thing that was being said.
Goth: Huh, what???
Doctor: It’s understandable that your thoughts were everywhere Goth, I was asking whether you are contemplating perhaps retirement??? Seeing the violent nature of your work, I would rather state that the obvious is that it is too violent and too dangerous to even step foot inside the ring once more. I….,
Goth: The hell you won’t.
Goth jumps up towards the doctor and grabs him by the throat and shoves him against the wall with his eyes burning like fire as if he is about to rip his heart out through his throat.
Sapphira: GERRIT!!!
Sapphire grabs him by the arms and tries to talk some sense into the head of her husband.
Sapphira: Stop this Gerrit, you are going to be throwing everything away by doing this. It’s not worth it!!!
The doctor is gasping for air, begging Goth for him to let go as Goth closes his eyes and screams out in agony before dropping to his knees and holding his face in his hands. Sapphira holds her husband in her arms as she sooths him with words of love and concern. This causes the doctor to slowly drop down on the floor, with his back against the wall. Gasping for air as his glasses are now completely sideways across his face, trying to get himself back to his senses.
Doctor: Oh my God, why… how…, what the??? This man should be….,
Sapphire turns her face towards the doctor with tears in her eyes.
Sapphira; Please no, he had no intentions to do anything to you.
Doctor: But he!!!
Sapphira: Ever had that moment in your life that you had everything that you ever wished for??? To succenly being told that you may just have a few days left to live and to spend it wisely??? How would you react to hear that your live that you have worked for so damn long is going to be taken away from you in an instant!!!!
Her voice suddenly turns into an angered one as she looks at him with anger and hatred.
Sapphira: He knows that his career is coming to an end real soon, he knows that one day he has to give up and watch on as others move on. To do the things that he loves to do and never even coming close to the level of that what he has ever achieved. To have a knive stabbed into your heart and lungs several times and watch your killer spit you in the eyes and laugh at you. I am sure that you have never experienced anything like that, but this is what it feels like for my husband when you mentioned retirement to him!!
Goth starts to scream again, but the sounds are muffled in the clothing of his wife as she is trying to comfort him. his hands pounding on the floor as his knuckles are slowly starting to open up and bleed.
Goth: (Whispers) I will not succumb to you… I will not.. I will not… I will not….,
With that he drops his face into the bussom of his wife who comforts him. causing the shot to fade to darkness as we go to a recap of last Sunday’s Climax Control
December 1st
Goth can be seen working out, pushing his legs against the leg press as he pushes heavy weights on either side as the strain on his legs and face are visible. Sweat pouring from his face as he is determined to work out even more than he has done in recent months. We can see Samuel and Raab look on as they are encouraging Goth on.
Lord Raab: Come on damnit Goth!! Just ten more pushes and then you can take a few minutes break.
Goth grinds his teeth as he closes his eyes and puts more pressure on the handles that is next to his seat. Causing him to be able to put more pressure as he pushes harder and harder. After the tenth push he pulls the lever and that causes the bench press to stop and rest against the break. Causing him to drop his legs and rest against his seat.
Goth: Oh man, I just needed that. I just love the burn in my legs from doing something like this, in few days I’ll be able to put more impact on my dropkick when I hit Drake’s teeth out of his mouth.
Samuel: Yaaaaarrrrrp.
Lord Raab: I said it’s time to rest Goth, you got Drake in a few weeks. Then you will have to deliver, right now all you have to do is train and prepare damnit. I bet your legs are very exhausted right about now man.
Goth grins as he nods, realizing that he has put his legs beyond what he has been doing during his workouts the last few months. Giving them some time to rest before going for another workout. He slowly tries to sit up and get off the leg press. Feeling the effects as his legs are wobbly, he stretches his legs a little bit against the wall as he walks over to a chair where his energy drink is and his towel as he grabs the towel to wipe off most of his sweat from his face and upper torso. He then grabs the energy drink as he watches Samuel do some bench pressing.
Goth: How powerful is Samuel really Raab???
Raab chuckles as he pats Goth on the back before turning his way
Lord Raab: Trust me, you don’t want him to lock you in a bear hug. Because he won’t stop until he hears your ribs snap between his arms.
Both men chuckle as Samuel does his sets and gets up and adds some more weights and does another set with ease. The two men look on before Raab turns his attention towards Goth.
Lord Raab: Goth?
Goth: What???
Goth doesn’t take his eyes off Samuel, who just finishes another set and adds some more weights as he prepares for another rep.
Lord Raab: I’ve felt how good you are inside that squared circle, as well as Drake Green. Aren’t you going over your head this coming Super Card?? Fighting two men??? I mean….,
Goth chuckles as he turns his attention towards the Masked Monster of the Monstimal’s and puts his hand on his shoulder.
Goth: You heard about the test result haven’t you??
Raab nods his head yes, as he is trying to find the right words to ask. But is cut off by Goth.
Goth: I know that the department of brains does not always run through this head of mine Raab. And yet it’s not like I haven’t done this before…., 2006 I defended both the Airborne championship as well as the Tag titles with my brothers in the Global Wrestling Alliances.
Lord Raab: But…,
Goth: Oh granted, it was eight years ago and my strength and speed wasn’t something that I had to worry about as it never let me down. And my God given talent made me the most destructive man alive and I know that with these eyes I have to be more cautious than ever. And yet….,
Raab: Yet, you just get all stubborn and grant Wyatt Peterson a title shot while Drake Green can sit back and prepare for the Main Event?? You will never be…
Goth turns his attention towards Raab, his left eye piercing a hole through his soul as his right eye does stare but does not show any sign of life almost.
Goth: I never will be what Raab?? One hundred percent?? Is that what you are after?? Oh I know I won’t be Raab and yet it has never stopped me to the point that it makes me want it even more. You see Raab, at this moment I have Drake where I want him. He told the world that he needed to do this, to fight me for his title. To right the wrong that happened years ago… to create a mind set towards our main event last Sunday where his concern for his girlfriend got the best of him. Again, I got inside of his head and you know something???
Lord Raab: What??
Goth: I did it without even pinning him, without even having my hands locked around him to force him to tap out. He is oh so convinced that I made a decision to choose for Mark because we attacked him a while ago, he is so convinced that he has to save the world from the evill tht is Mark Ward. He is so fucked up in the brain that I could do whatever I want to him and he is convinced that I am a SCW suck up to Mark.
Lord Raab: Can’t we stop saying that name??? I could care less for both Drake and Mark.
Goth grins as he nods his head towards the former champion of the world.
Goth: So am I Raab, so am I.. but it amuses me to see how delusional human beings can become when they are cornered. When they have their backs pushed against the wall and struggling to fight out of the predicament that they put themselves in. I mean seriously, it wasn’t me that had to come out there and told the world that is a record breaking superstar?? I am not the one that tells the world that he is a saviour, a hero and a soldier and all of that kind of bullshit to rattle the crowd???
Raab nods his head as he notices Samuel motioning for him to spot for him. he walks towards him and stands there to help Samuel with spotting him. As Samuel finishes a set the conversation continues.
Lord Raab: How long do we have to hear about that Goth?? I mean seriously, I cannot remember you being so annoying since he made that point.
Goth chuckles as he sits down and watches Raab and Samuel train.
Goth: I do what I have to do Raab, you see I am here to be the very best and so is Drake. The problem is that he knows deep down inside his stinking gut that he cannot back up these words until he does something that is beyond his wildest dreams. To beat the man that he should have beaten years ago, to right the wrong and doing it on the biggest stage of them all. I mean seriously Raab, I am putting all the pressure upon him and it is eating inside of him.
Raab turns his attention towards Goth for a few moments between Samuel working out.
Lord Raab: And yet, you are going to fight two matches. Again, you may get off doing incredible things and having 13 consecutive wins and 6 or 7 title defences is incredible Goth. But everything ends eventually.
Goth: Don’t forget the fact that I will be tied as most successful Roulette champion ever at December 2 Dismember. And after that night, I will be the longest reigning champion plus the World champion.
Lord Raab: Can you please start listening to yourself?
How can you be so sure of yourself that Wyatt won’t pull a muscle on you?? That you won’t get injured?? That you won’t lose to Wyatt and walk out to the ring in the main event as the FORMER Roulette champion?? Wyatt won’t have to back down, neither does Drake. While you are going to have to have some reserves for the Main Event.
Goth chuckles as he shakes his head in disagreement.
Lord Raab: No??? Are you out of your freaking mind?? I….,
Goth suddenly bursts up from his seat and gets towards both men. Samuel sits up and gets in the face of Goth as Goth looks up an dgrins.
Goth: I have been wrestling for months now, entering my fifth month as Roulette champion and fighting every single night. Fighting for one reason and one reason only Raab. To be the very best, to earn the right to have that championship belt at the final show ever and make a statement to each and every wrestler out there. I should have been the wrestler of the year, I should have beent he top dog that was to be recognized for having done everything that nobody else has done. I’m the first and only triple crown winner in SCW history. The fact that Kain has held another meaningless belt to be called Grand Slam champion is a joke. Because I’ve done it already before as at that time I had held all the titles that were to be held. Three time Roulette champion, one time tag team champion, two time world champion. Name just one, one I tell ya… one wrestler that has held as many championship belts as I have. And yet, nothing. No fucking acknowledgement of what I have done that will go into the annals of being awarded. No, Sean fucking Jackson gets another washcloth to wash off the rash off his ass while I break every bone in my body!!!!
His hands are balling into fists as he is trying to contain himself.
Goth: And then it hit me, when a near blind man becomes the first ever wrestler to have held both top singles championship belts then it will make people realize. It will make them realize that I don’t give a f*** about SCW and ACW wars, but it does give that extra flavour don’t you think??? To face Drake once again for that title is just nice for the memories of yesterdays past, but then again… it could have been anyone. I did what I had to do for my own selfish reasons and there is nobody and I mean nobody that gets to question me. Not even my fellow Monstimal’s who I love to death. This is my night to right MY wrong, to right MY destiny as everything that I have done before hand fails in comparison to this very night. The night that I will once again be champion, once again be victorious and not once, but twice. And the fact that I can taste it makes it so much more delightful Raab. I need this and I will get this and nobody and I mean nobody will ever stop me.
With that Goth smiles as he turns and walks off, leaving his fellow stable partners looking on and turning their attention towards each other.
December 4th
Goth can be seen in the outdoors, walking in the woods as he is enjoying the view of the forest that is surrounding him.
Goth: Nice view don’t you think???
The camera moves around him, giving us a spectacular view of the surroundings that the Roulette champion is in at the moment before turning back towards him.
Goth: The silence, the peace and the way that nature works its mysterious ways. Makes you wonder how in the hell can this survive everything that it has been dished out for centuries. Even with the aging, even with the destructive force and stupidity of mankind… it outlasts us longer than we have known life existed… kind of how similar how I am taking a toll of how Drake tries to evolve from something that he wishes to be, to that what he is dreading to become. And I wonder Drake, after last Sunday, do you know what that is?
He blows out some hot air into the air as it turns into a small clowd
Goth: You know Drake, it is kinda interesting to see how you continue to pursue this ideal that you have to save this industry from the corrupt ways of Mark Ward and to revive something that is dead for how long?? It’s quite interesting that you are trying to live in the past and bring it into the future as if you are being sent back to the past to save a young woman that works as a waitress from a killing robot from the future. I’m sorry to inform you, but Arnold cancelled his role to kill another loser that got someone pregnant from the future leader of the rebels that will stop the robots. Is it that hard for you to come up with some original for once??? The Showstopper, the saviour and the man that is ACW!!!
Goth spreads his arms out wide as if he is pretending to soak in the adoration of the world if he was to be Drake Green.
Goth: It’s so deep inside your brain that you have become delusional that everything has got to move for your quest of ACW greatness. And why not?? You came back, made Mark look stupid and every time he tried to get to you… you came back stronger. Hell, you even won the world heavyweight championship belt. To some that would have been reason to say it’s enough, but not you huh Drake?? it’s like as if the ink still needs to dry from signing your three movie sequels to a great tale. A tale of the returning hero, the man that struggled to be accepted in the movie business as you were considered nothing more than a wrestler.
Goth looks down at his stick that he takes with him everywhere he goes, reminding him of his visual disability and sighs.
Goth: A hero that overcomes all the odds, finally gets accepted and then realises that something in his life is missing. Is it the fact that he loves his profession? Probably.., or is it the fans that are cheering his name as they kept believing in the prophecy of his return… likely scenario’s that could have a possible reality to it all don’t you agree Drake?? And yet, I am not buying it one damn bit. Because Mr. Showstopper, when it comes down to it… you just want that belt that’s around your waist and everything else has to step down before your mighty feet. The actors feet that needs a stunt double for every dangerous stunt that has to happen, the feet that will be adored by every ass kisser that tells you that you played another magnificent role, hoping to get another percentage of another stinking movie to get through another month. No Drake, I’m not buying the whole routine that you have been playing all along, you are just doing this for yourself and you know what Drake?? I can live with it, just stop lying ok???
Goth: You see Drake, when I look at you. I see the guy that plays the people, that fools his teammates into believing him. That makes his woman believe that one day she will be number one in your book. Trying to make the world believe that I am the next hitman in the long list of wrestlers that Mark wants to take you down, while all you have to realize that the only thing that you have to understand is that I am going to take home both belts.
Goth clinches his fists around his stick as his teeth is grinding again, anger is building inside of him as he slowly looks back into the camera.
Goth: Your role as super hero has become thin, the words of confidence is slowly fading you as if there is nothing left. The realization that I am not your Lex Luthor, but that I am the real man of steel has made you weak huh Drake?? The fact that you admitted that you need this to win, that you needed to right the wrong. Has it haunted you the nights since that fateful day that you lost to me??? Why Drake?? Did you felt that you were better than me on that fateful night?? To feel that you should have been the one that had to walk out as victor on that given moment in time?? Tell me Drake?? When you saw me return to this federation, was that the real reason why you came back?? Or were you just too chickenshit to admit it and made the bullshit excuse of ACW??
Goth: Because if you were a real showstopper, you put your personal vendetta first instead of that to have a handful of fans chant the name of something that is DEAD. No Drake, the only thing that keeps you going is hope, hope of that you finally will be able to beat me. The hope of me making that one mistake that I did not make on that fateful night. Did it not make your return in your opinion a heroic one?? To give up everything in your hopes and dreams to beat the one man that you have not been able to beat?? Am I the thorn into your side that pokes deeper and deeper. Digging into the flesh that we all know has been written down in the Holy Book as to be weak for temptation. You see Drake, that separates me from you. Because I have only got my sight set upon one thing, one glorious ideal. That I am the heroic return, that I am the unsung hero of this federation and yet choose not to sing the praises from the Holy Spirit to make the world suddenly witness me. Oh no, you see Drake. my actions speak louder than your cries. The fact that I am already how many matches undefeated?? How many months?? How many matches have I not destroyed or embarrassed or outsmarted people?? And you can hide by the fact that I did not pin or submit you, but then again Drake… I outlasted you and assisted to my team to survive and win… have you???
Goth: No you haven’t, it’s been building inside of you since ever that day that I answered your challenge. I made your tag team champions taste defeat for the very first time since they won the tag team titles. Made them second guess their return, whether it was the right thing to do. I made Casey Williams a nothing. A man you knew you could not rely upon as he did not even ran to your aid when me and the others of the Monstimal’s destroyed you. Making the entire roster of ACW that you wish to create rated as nothing more than third best extra’s that need to stand in the back of another scene as you try to steal the show once more. But we both know who the real showstopper has become haven’t we Drake???
Goth: A man that came back as a visual impaired wrestler, a man that left the wrestling world that is called SCW a distraught man. Losing the right to be called King of Kings, a man that lost titles. A man that won titles and yet it felt as if I wasn’t done yet. That I didn’t do what you said last week I have done. That is what you had to say when you came back instead of mesmerizing lines that even a four year old could have done. This reign of Roulette champion was something I wanted to achieve years ago. I was never mentioned amongst the names of SCW greats as I stated last week. Names that were more interesting because they were SCW originals and I wasn’t. Having to struggle to fight all odds, even when I had that damn championship belt that you are wearing to this very moment I did not meant anything!!! And you can praise me all you want, I’m not sensitive to kind words. I’m wanting to hold these two titles in my hands and hold them to my face. I want to stare at the words that state World Heavyweight Champion and Roulette Champion and surpass all of the greats that are being worshipped by everyone out here. Doing once again something that nobody has ever done and the only ones that stand in my way to do so are you and Wyatt Peterson.
Tears of rage are flowing from his face as his look remains a cold and dark one. Grinding his teeth as he is trying to hold back from screaming from vengeance.
Goth: Do you know how long I had to wait?? Years for making the one decision that would either make me or break me. To have once again control over my own fate and it sickens me that until I beat both you and Wyatt it means nothing. That ultimately I have never had any control over it, to have the applause in the back when I should walk into the dressing rooms and feel the respect… and yet it could mean that I walk out with NOTHING!! So excuse me if I am not interested in listening to fairy tales of how you will bring back the sun and the smiles upon our faces. Excuse me that I have no desire to play a lesser role in a big task at hand as you only want the spotlight!! Excuse me for the fact that I am not going to play second fiddle to a man that has never and WILL NEVER beat me!!! For it has to be about me… the year where people have labelled it as being the year of the returns. And yet, never it was created as the return of the Goth… oh how I will love to shove it down everyone’s throats that a man that is disabled proved you all wrong. Oh I know the respect will be once again oozing from your mouth and put me on the highest of high where I rightfully belong. But I am not talking just about you Drake. I am talking about everyone that does not get it, I am talking about the ones that believed that I could not break a spell at one special night. A show where I never had won before. It wasn’t the words of you aren’t relevant anymore… it wasn’t the words of I will beat you and do bad things to your WIFE!!! Oh no Drake, it is my word against each and everyone of you. And so far at Super Card’s in the year 2015 I have proved them all wrong Drake. I will fight you, I will wrestle you, I will make you bleed, set you on fire or even drag your carcass down into a coffin and seal your fate as that of ACW… Buried, never to be seen and heard again.
Goth: And the only one that has to be blamed for that all is you Drake, you put yourself into this position and I will be the one that will put you out of your hopes and dreams and make it your very own misery. Just don’t blame me that after December 2 Dismember that you have nothing left. No ACW gang to look for support. As Casey will be destroyed by his former best friend, where Guns for Hire have hung up their boots once more and drove off into the sunset. Where Sean Jackson will lose the Internet Championship belt to Lord Raab in your only other hope of salvation of some sorts. And it will hurt wouldn’t you agree to realize that the Monstimals after this coming December 13th will hold all the singles championship belts. And for what Drake?? Because they listened to your ideas, to your ideals and hopes and dreams to make this industry a better place. Can you take that pressure Drake?? To prepare for your match as each and every member of your little gang falls into shame?? You know it is to be true, in the end you will realize that you have focused solely on each and every other member instead of your one true calling. To fall down at the hands and feet of the next World and Roulette champion. I just hope it won’t take another few more years before you attempt to return to the ring once again. Attempting to fool everyone in your lies and deceit. No Drake, you should retire after this final Super card of 2015 and be solely in the corner of your girlfriend, as she may have a career ahead of her in this industry. While you will be nothing more a distant memory of what you once were.
Goth stands silent for a few moments, looking around him as he sighs. Realizing that his goal in life is in the palm of his hands since returning in April this year.
Goth: Not to end this tale on an angry note Drake, it may sound otherwise. But I do respect you, I do respect the fact that we are the only ones that ever beat Lord Raab for a championship belt. I do respect the fact that you and I are here and that we both want this match to happen, I do respect the fact that you did not run away from me from challenging me as a man instead of a coward. The truth remains that you do not know what you are getting yourself into Drake. Because my career will not last forever in this world of wrestling. I know that deep down inside that the day will eventually come when my body tells me to stop and move on. Settle down and raise a family and give back to my wife for everything that she agreed to give up on for me.
Goth: But that day has not been dated December 13th 2015 Drake, that date has got a question mark writing all over it as I intend to enjoy every moment of breaking hopes and dreams of each and everyone of the roster of SCW. So understand this Drake, at that given date I will steal the show, I will headline my finest moment and will walk out to the back with an Oscar moment. I will be the one that will hear the applause and feel the hands extend to me, I will be the one that the fans will have to admit that I will be the better man at that given night as I was last week as I was two years ago Drake. You see Drake, you see what focus brings you?? It brings you a thirteen match winning streak that will ultimately turns into a fifteen winning streak. It brings me two more successful title defences and the one title that I need to hold for the very third time. And when I do that, I will drop to my knees and look up to the heavens and tell the world that I have done it. Nobody will ever dare to ignore me once more, nobody dares to regret the day to deny my destiny and nobody will be able to save you. Until next time Drake, until next time.
Goth stares into the camera for a few moments as he turns and walks off. Leaving the shot as it fades to darkness.
