Prologue:
Jack was now the number one contender after his victory over Fenris and Senor Vinnie two weeks ago, and he had etched his name into one of the main events for High Stakes. Jack was headed to New York City to face Alex Jones for the SCW Heavyweight championship, and was now going for feat accomplished only by two other wrestlers in SCW History. Jack had cleared all the challenges set for him, and now there was only one final hurdle for Jack was in Madison Sqaure Garden, a final mixed tag team match between champions, and their challengers. Jack of course was on the challenger’s side, teaming with Crystal Zdunich to face the champions, Amber Ryan and Alex Jones, all the while the special referee, would be none other than Roxi Johnson.
Jack was dubious of this match, and in reality, he wanted no part of it, as he felt this was beneath him. But he would need to live up to his self-proclaimed monitor and be the “Face of the Franchise” and participate in the match regardless of how he actually feels about it. With his immense dislike of pretty much everyone on the roster, it’s hard to figure that Jack would be a team player in this sense. Teaming with Crystal Zdunich presents its own challenges, so Jack automatically felt his back was against the wall. How would Jack fair in this encounter, knowing what it could mean headed into High Stakes?
We’ll have to see just what shakes up.
Outside the ring, Jack was now dealing with being followed and tailed by the Mexicans. Although he was working with them, his relationship was becoming rockier and rockier each passing day. Though Jack was now working against them by working with Sonny to destroy the shipments of the Mexican’s product coming out his casino, alliances are becoming more and more fragile as this time passes. There going to be another meeting between Jack and Ana Sofia, but with Jack knowing about the tail, and making sure Ana Sofia knew about the tail, there are clearly many trust issues going on all over the place here. How would this exchange go down, and how much rope would Ana Sofia give Jack to hang himself with? Or was there yet another angle to this that could make things much clearer in the grand scheme of things?
Only one way to find out.
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Grand Flamingo Casino
Las Vegas, NV
2 months ago
Jack once again pulled up in his car after some time had passed since Sonny’s men ambushed the convoy of product again. Jack stormed down to the underground portion of the casino, below the parking garage and ran into Jorge who was waiting, hands on hips, his head down.
Jack: Again?
Jorge: Yes, Mr. Jack.
Jack feigned anger, but he certainly looked the part.
Jack: Jorge, I don’t like when people fuck with my money. I really don’t. This is the second time that this has happened. The same people, Jorge. The same people.
Jorge: Si, Mr. Jack.
Jack: You have to do something to switch it up. Something, ANYTHING. I’m getting really fucking tired, Jorge, of coming down here at all hours of the night, because you guys can’t handle a SIMPLE OPERATION! Now, what am I supposed to tell Ana Sofia? Because she’s gonna call me, Jorge. She’s gonna call me, and she’s gonna chew my ass out because you all can’t get your shit together for longer than a couple of weeks! So you tell me, Jorge. Wham I supposed to say?
Jorge: Yo no se?
Jack: Yeah, of course you don’t know. Is anybody dead, Jorge?
Jorge, Si, Mr. Jack?
Jack: Well, that’s fucking fantastic, isn’t it? I should fire you, Jorge. I really should, but I can’t make that call, because I have to actually sit around and wait for a call. I hope you get your shit together really fucking fast Jorge.
Jack angrily rubbed his head and face with his hands, frustrated and angry. He walked away for a split second and then came back.
Jack: Is the whole thing gone, too?
Jorge: Si, Mr. Jack.
Jack: God dammit. Fix your shit, Jorge.
Jack walked away again, this time swearing loud enough that everyone within earshot could hear it before he came back up through the elevator to his manager’s office. He sat in the office for a few minutes, just thinking about how this next conversation would go, and while he told the tail previously to tell Ana-Sofia he knew about it, it wasn’t sure if it was delivered.
He made a quick phone call.
Jack: Looks like your fireworks went off again.
Sonny: Yeah, they did. Make an awful noise, sorry if that keeps you awake.
Jack: You know, sometimes they look so beautiful, it’s easy to forgive.
Sonny: Everything else go alright, I take it?
Jack: I’m gonna have to talk with the boss lady here at some point soon. She’s not going to be happy.
Sonny: I wouldn’t be either. But fuck ‘em. They need to know who’s town this is, and look at this this, kid, we’re saving a bunch of lives.
Jack: I guess that is one way to look at it. Never thought of it that way.
Sonny: Always gotta look on the bright side.
Jack: Alright, I’ll let you know when the time is good for the next one. Until then, just... you know, keep the noise down.
Sonny: You got it, kid.
Jack: Pleasure doing business with ya.
Jack hung the phone, and no sooner had he hit end, then the second call came in. Of course it was Ana-Sofia. Once again, she requested a meet-up
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Parking lot
Las Vegas, NV Jack again pulled into the parking lot to meet the limo like he had done before. He parked his car and waited. Two other men got out of the limo as Jack exited his car. He was guided over and searched once again, before getting into the limo, to see Ana Sofia, sitting there with her arms crossed and a scowl on her face. Jack returned with one of his own, as the two sat in an uncomfortable silence for a moment, until Ana Sofia finally broke it.
Ana Sofia: Mr. Jack, it is happening again.
Jack: I know. I don’t know what to tell you.
Ana Sofia: Why is this happening? This is what you must tell me.
Jack: I don’t know. Somebody, somewhere is leaking the information. It has to be. Once may be dumb luck, but twice isn’t something I take lightly. There is someone doing this against us.
Ana Sofia: And do you believe you know who it is?
Jack: No, I don’t. If I knew, I’d put a stop to it.
Ana Sofia: And no one from your side knows about this?
Jack: No. They only one who knows is me. Benny doesn’t know, I did this on purpose to stop him from screwing it up.
Ana Sofia: This is becoming too dangerous.
Jack: Well, what do you want to do? I don’t like losing money any more than you do.
Ana Sofia: We must find out who knows these things, and we must eliminate them.
Jack: You might want to start with your people. If Jorge isn’t doing it himself, then maybe he knows. But you’re the boss.
Ana Sofia: I am many things, Mr. Jack. One of them is not stupid.
Jack: And you think I’m stupid? Is that it?
Ana Sofia: It is possible.
Jack: Yes, Ms. Ana-Sofia, I know what’s going on. I’m only putting myself, and my patrons at risk by housing your operation. I am giving you shelter, but I’m messing it up, my people are messing it up, so that I can sit through these meetings and get yelled at. That doesn’t make a lot of sense, does it?
Ana Sofia: It does not, but that does not make it impossible.
Jack: So, you don’t trust me, is that it? Is that why you’re sending your men to follow me?
Ana Sofia didn’t respond to that.
Ana Sofia: I am protecting myself, Mr. Jack.
Jack: No, you’re hurting the business partnership we have. How are we going to work together, if you don’t trust me? I have done everything you have asked of me, and more.
Ana Sofia: Everything?
Jack: Everything.
Ana Sofia: You did not take out the basuda like I asked you to start with.
Jack: What?
Ana Sofia: The car. With the basuda in it.
Jack: The car? You told me to burn the car and I did. I got rid of it.
Ana Sofia: Not the basuda.
Jack: What are you talking about?
Ana Sofia: We had an agreement and you did not dispose of the girl we asked you to.
Jack: What girl?
Ana Sofia: In the trunk. She got out.
Jack: You had a girl in the trunk of that girl? How the hell was I supposed to know that, Ms. Ana Sofia? You didn’t tell me.
Ana Sofia: Perhaps, but perhaps you let her out.
Jack: I didn’t know she was in there.
Ana Sofia: Would you have done this, if we told you?
Jack: ….
Ana Sofia: This is why we watch you, Mr. Jack.
Jack: Okay, fine. And outside of that little hiccup, I’ve done everything I can to work with you. But here we are, and you have tails on me. If you want this to work, then you have to trust me. If I can’t be trusted, and I can’t trust you, then this isn’t going to work, and you, not me, will be worse off for it. I just want you to think about that.
Ana Sofia: Yes, Perhaps I will.
Jack: Now, I’ll ask around about anybody seeing anything suspicious in the garage, but I know it’ll come back clean. If you do the same, maybe we’ll both find what we’re looking for.
Ana Sofia: Maybe. Yes, maybe we will. We will speak again Mr. Jack.
Jack: We will. In the meantime, I would kindly ask you to stalk watching me and get your people in line before this whole thing goes back.
Ana Sofia said nothing as Jack knocked on the window and the limo door was opened. Jack went back to his car and watched as Ana Sofia departed. As soon as Jack turned his car on, there was a tap at the window, and a pistol aimed at him. A voice rang out, familiar to Jack.
Voice: Turn the car off and roll down the window.
Jack did as he was instructed, and looked out ot see Detective De La Fuente again.
Jack: Jessica?
Jessica: John, what the hell are you doing?
Jack: What I have to.
Jessica: Don’t make me have to make this a bigger problem than it is, John.
Jack: I will do it my way, Jess. I told you I would do it my way.
Jessica: People are dying right now, John.
Jack: And it’s nobody I care to know. That’s the difference. You do your job Jessica, I’ll do mine.
Jessica: John, I’m telling you this one more time: Do the right thing.
Jack didn’t respond. He glared at Jessica, and shook his head, and rolled up the window, before driving off.
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ON CAMERA:
Click. Jack sits in his recliner, reclined back, with a somewhat satisfied look on his face as he begins.
Jack: I told you. I told you that when I came back to Sin City wrestling that it was about one thing, and one thing only. I told you it was about getting back what is mine and what is mine is the SCW world heavyweight championship. And you know everybody that was making these matches tried to make me jump through hoops, and they tried to give me every challenge possible to make sure that I didn't get this opportunity again. you know what I did? I jumped through every single hoop, I passed every single test with flying colors, and now I am getting what I deserve. and there is nothing that anybody could do about it. You tried your best, you put every obstacle you could in front of me, and what happened? I mowed them all down. but to quote another fighter I'm not surprised. As a matter of fact, NOBODY should be surprised that I won every single match that I had and that I beat Fenris’ brother and then I beat Fenris himself, and Senor Vinnie, to get here. People around here indeed learn they should stop doubting me when it comes to me, getting what I want. I will beat anybody I have to beat and I will do anything that I have to do if it means I get what I want in the end. you can call me an asshole, you can call me a jerk, call me a cheater, whatever it is that you want to call me go ahead but the one thing that you're not going to call me, and that you're never going to be able to call, me is a liar.
I know that's popular with people these days just making up stories about themselves to make themselves sound a lot more interesting than they are but I don't have to do that. people have to walk around here and pad their numbers people have to walk around here and make up records about themselves and brag about title reigns. I don't have to do that. I don't have to practice one thing and preach another. everything that I say that I'm going to do, I do. the proof is in the pudding. and you may not like it, but that's the way that it is. And you may be wondering why I didn’t show up in my hometown of Philadelphia last week, the answer to that, is simple. It’s none of your god damn business. All you need to know, is Philly is my time, and it always be my town.
Anyway, now that all of the hoops have been jumped through all of the i's have been dotted at all of the Tees have been crossed, we are a very short time away for me getting back what is mine. and what that means is, Alex Jones’ days as the SCW world heavyweight champion are numbered. it is only a matter of time before I beat Alex Jones’ ass and I take back my championship. but I guess now we get a little bit of a warm up, we get a tune up before we hit High Stakes. get a little bit of a preview as I was shows gets to look into my eyes one more time and realize how screwed he actually is. Jack scoffs and shakes his head before continuing.
Jack: but the fact of the matter is I don't give a rats ass about this mixed tag match. I don't care about Crystal Zdunich being my partner. I don't care about Amber Ryan being on the other team and I surely don't care about Alex Jones. all this matches to me is just a little bit of a preview like I said. all Crystal has to do is not screw the whole thing up, and be semi competent for about 10 to 15 minutes and we should be fine. all she's gotta do is get into the ring, do whatever it is that she does and then, when she's completely soaked up all the spotlight that she possibly can, reach out, tag me, I will finish this off I will take the spotlight where I belong and we will win. It's a very simple story that we're trying to tell here. or I could just beat Alex Jones’s ass the whole match, pin him or tap him out, and then walk away and not even give Crystal the opportunity to screw the whole thing up. Because if there’s one thing that Crystal is known for, it's screwing shit up. Well it may just be screwing, but that's none of my business. all she has to do is not get her ass kicked for the entire match. And for a person who is a six-time champion, this should not be a problem, but you know I have my doubts.
I mean, I obviously should have my doubts when the last time she was in the ring with Amber Ryan, Amber kicked her ass. But you know I'm stressing too much over this already. this match is nothing but a circus we got champions we got contenders we got a special referee for no reason. all of this is just to delay the inevitable. and look as far as the superhero goes, As long as you stay out of my way, we won't have any problems. you just call the match down the middle, you count the pinfall when I pin Alex Jones or you register the submission would I tap out Alex Jones, and you raise my hand at the end, we won't have a problem. After all that? Do whatever the hell you want. And the same goes for Amber Ryan. You stay out of my way and we don't have a problem. I already don't trust anything that bleeds for seven days and doesn't die, and with the way you’re covered in scars, it looks like you bleeds every day. so you keep your spooky zombie voodoo chick ass away from me and we don't have a problem. It's just too bad that your punk-ass cowboy boyfriend wasn’t tough enough to keep the championship so I could take it from him. Then HE could have been in than this match and got the same thing that Alex Jones is going to get. But whatever, I'll let Crystal try her luck against Amber Ryan 'cause I ain’t worried about it. Jack now wears a slight smirk on his face as he goes to address his opponnent.
Jack: Now, Alex Jones you may have noticed what I've been talking about this that I really haven't given you much attention, and you know why I haven't given you much attention? because you don't deserve it. all you are to me right now is the person who has my championship I'm not quite sure how you got it I'm not quite sure how you retained it. Obviously, the talent level in this company has dropped off significantly since I left, but it seems now that any schmuck who has even remote amount of talent can win the world heavyweight championship. That is the only explanation for why you even have it right now. you were in the right place at the right time I guess. there is NO reason that you should be even sniffing the world championship. You could sit here and you can talk about how you're a Triple Crown this, and how you have one all of these championships, and how you're a Hall of Fame level wrestler, and how you have all of these accomplishments, and you know what it means to me? Nothing. it means absolutely nothing to me Alex, just like you. as far as I'm concerned, I beat you last year and I'm done with you you're in the rearview mirror for me. you somehow were in the right place at the right time and now you have what is mine. and I'm going to take it from you. Again. that's all I really need to say about you as far as this match goes it's a throwaway tag team match.
Yes, it's a main event and I was born to be in the main event, but the fact of the matter is that you are completely out of place in this match if you think about it. Seriously, think about this Alex, you have 3 top women's wrestler in the world, I guess. Then you have the number one contender and the face of this company, the face of this franchise and then there's you. you are a blind squirrel who found an acorn. I really hope you are proud of yourself for doing that. Obviously the cowboy sucks because he couldn't beat you not once, but twice. I was going to say that maybe he had an off night but the fact is no, he's terrible. I mean, imagine being so bad that Alex Jones actually beats you repeatedly. That's how terrible the Cowboy is. it's actually pretty ridiculous. And if you're going to try and tell me that you're too cool for all this, or that you’ve seen it all before... you're right. You have seen it all before and it beats you. I beat you convincingly last year. I made you a transitional champion and I will do it again at High Stakes. but right now? this tag team match it means nothing. it's a little hype, it's a big circus. It's a big show and it's going to be a painful preview for you and what's going to happen at High Stakes.
So you have really one of two choices Alex. I mean at the end of the day it doesn't really matter what you choose because the end result will be the same. I'm just curious as to what exactly you have to say to me. your first choice is to go out on your sword. you can start this week and you can tell me how much I have left to learn about how you're looking forward to facing me, at about how you will go down swinging to keep the championship away from me. that is literally your best option. or you can do what Alex Jones always does. try and play it cool an act like you're above all of this. you can put on the facade all you want about how this is just how it champion acts. you can try and play the moral high ground you can try and play the wanna-be badass. tell me how you're gonna show me what it's like to be a real champion. you can start that this week. and the reason that you could start that this week in the reason that it might even be successful it's because I don't care about this match. if it wasn't for the money involved in this, I wouldn't have declined being part of this match, at all. I can't let good money go to waste. Especially when it comes to losing it to somebody like you.
at the end of the day Alex this mixed tag match is just going to be another lesson for you. or evidence I am the face of this franchise. at everything I say I mean. I don't mince words I don't sugarcoat anything I tell you like it is and it's too bad if you don't like it. I will tell you you suck today I will tell you you suck on Sunday they will tell you suck at High Stakes. this is just money in my pocket Alex and to be perfectly honest with you, you could be interchanged with anyone else at this point it could have been the Cowboy. it could've been Fenris. It could have been Senor Vinnie it could have been Kris Ryans, it could have been anybody, I'd say the exact same thing to them that I am to you. it wouldn't be any different. this is just going to be me being the team player that I am being the face of this company that I am going out there and doing what needs to be done in order to properly make sure that everybody knows that I am the reason that people are going to purchase and come to this super card. I'm going to make sure that they sell out Madison Square Garden. So if you, and Crystal, and Amber, and the Superhero all pay attention... I will show you how this is done.
Keep my championship shined up, Alex. it's coming home real soon. Jack makes a “Shoo” motion for the camera to go away as we fade to black
Click. TAKING. BACK. WHAT'S. MINE.
