[Konrad Raab]

 


Training and spending time with Samuel. Algiers, Algeria. Friday 15th May. (Off camera)

It's very humid in Algeria and yet, this large tall masked person is training his ass off the gym. Clearly, he doesn't seem to be lazy at all where he could be discovering the world, but the wrestling business is very serious to the masked German monster and all he simply wanted to do is training and wrestle people every single day. Even on his days off, he busts his ass in a gym and nothing else. Sometimes, Raab stops to eat live disgusting worms in his plastic pot he's been eating a lot recently and drinking his blood and urine bottle.

Which in a way concerns Henry because of the amount of hard work Lord Raab is doing and of course Raab knows he's defending his title against Alex Kaelin because he requested it, plus Henry told him the other day when they were arguing that he's defending it this Sunday. It's also because Raab thought it's fair for Alex to get his rematch as the former champion.

Inside of the large gym are flags hanging above the walls of the arches just a few centimetres off from the windows along with very modern gym equipment like treadmills, weight lifting machines, rowing machines, cycling machines and even punch and kick bags for MMA specialists mostly. He couldn't do any wrestling because there's not an wrestling gym nearby. He does however does a lot of sparring with Samuel with punching and kicking as they are currently doing on the matted area where nobody or if anybody was at the gym training because of the humidity of the country.

The walls are covered in dark green with a bit of white due to the country they are in and Henry has taken sometime to explore the country while Raab's been training. Henry's achieved his wrestler capturing the title lately from Alex, but knows why the match is happening again. To say Henry and Raab chatted since the day of the argument about Raab sleeping wasn't even the fact because Henry decided to stay away from Raab, that's until today where he comes in and tells Raab the one thing he's not spoken about.

He can hear his men angrily and passionately hitting each other like crazy, letting every bit of their anger out and Samuel looks at Henry and walks to him which then Raab who's scoffs at Samuel for stopping, but he goes to the bags and punches and kicks them instead. Henry and Samuel watch for a moment to see what happens and they see signs of Raab very quickly draining with tiredness and even heat exhaustion as he sweats like crazy, not even aware of the dangers of the humidity of Algeria. Henry speaks to Samuel while Raab trains for a bit.

Henry Losak: “Samuel, he's gonna kill himself, especially in this heat. I have a bucket handy in case he vomits. He just can't stop training for anything, even in extreme conditions like this. Please, bring him to me since it's the only thing that works to stop him from training.”

Samuel McPherson: “Yaarrp.”

Samuel drinks some water before dropping it on the floor and getting up to walk over to Raab and lifts him up in a loving, but firm way as he drops him to the floor and Raab's wobbling like anything, not even having the attempt to be angry cos of how dizzy he is and Henry speaks while shaking his head.

Henry Losak: “Raab, you should aware of the dangers of training in humid weather. You're dizzy because you've been training non stop since we've got here. It's gonna kill you more than you think if you take a second to rest from training.”

Lord Raab shakes his head to shake off from being dizzy and is a little blurry from his eye sight and swings at Henry, but eventually comes to sit down for once without a fight, mostly because he's in a fairly good mood from winning the Violence title from Alex Kaelin and speaks.

Lord Raab: “I don't have time to rest. I must train to be at my best. I'm not gonna be one of those champions who sits around and do nothing to prepare.”

Henry Losak: “Usually, it would be fine for me, but it's not good. I mean you can barely see and that's because of the humidity of the country. For Christ sake Raab, you've already been in hospital once since we've been here because of how hot it is and not resting and I'm sure as hell not gonna spend another fortune on hospital bills. Be more aware how it can kill you in this heat.”

Lord Raab: “Yeah right.”

Henry's not happy with that response as he slaps Raab on his chest for being so stupid and stubborn about the weather in the country and as he sits down again, he gets weaker and decides to sit down and he speaks again.

Lord Raab: “Why the fuck is everything so blurry?”

Henry Losak: “This is exactly what I mean and that's why you have to stop because you're weak and dizzy from not sleeping and the heat as well. Raab, you can't do this to yourself on not looking after yourself. Yes you're not a wrestler who's lazy about their job, but you have to be aware of the dangers. Do you want to be in hospital again?”

Lord Raab: “No.”

Henry Losak: “Well then, stop training and spend time with Samuel just for today.”

Henry slides the bucket towards Raab which he places under his legs and suddenly, he lifts up his mask and vomits right in the bucket and it lasted for a while and Henry's shaking in fear of having his wrestler be in hospital again. Raab eventually stops ten minutes later and remembers what Henry said.

Lord Raab: “I just told you, no. I'm not stopping training for anything, even in the heat. Fire and heat embraces this monster to train, especially when I'm facing against Alex Kaelin. Yes you and the doctors tell me to rest and sleep more, but you can shove the stupid pointless advise up you're asses if you think I'm going to rest.”

Henry Losak: “Oh is that how it's gonna be? I tell you something else that's gonna piss you off, the bosses in SCW have refused to call you the Violence champion. They are continuing to call you The Roulette champion.”

Raab with a weak scream and stands up to push Henry off the bench and punches his face bad and Samuel jumps straight in to pull Raab away from Henry as Henry gets up from a savaging beating and speaks.

Henry Losak: “Stop it now. You're being ridiculous. I know you're angry about having to stop training and the refusal of them changing you're belt name to the Violence championship, but there's no need to beat me up.”

Lord Raab: “Why? It's the only thing in life I want to do is fighting. Why are they still calling me the Roulette champion?”

Raab picks the Violence title up where it's got skulls with weapons on the belt and show Henry and Samuel in their face with the belt.

Lord Raab: “Does this look like the Roulette title to you?”

Henry Losak: “Not even close.”

Samuel McPherson: “Naarrp.”

Lord Raab: “Why are the SCW owners refusing to believe that? I'm not representing some pathetic American junk wheel they have in Vegas. I'll just have to beat the living shit out of them, along with Alex on getting through to their fucking heads that this is the Violence title and I'm gonna beat the living shit out of Alex and retain this Viol...........................”

Raab vomits a bit more in the bucket and then collapses on the floor and Samuel decides to pick him up along with Raab's bottled urine and blood as Henry speaks.

Henry Losak: “Oh no, not this again. Samuel, take him back to the apartment and get him not only cleaned up, but get some fluids down him when he wakes up. I know you're very scared and worried about you're boyfriend, but he just needs to learn how much this weather can kill him. We'll get it through his head, don't worry.”

Samuel shakes up on the fear of Raab almost killing himself as he nods to Samuel and carries him all the way back to the apartment as he drops Raab on the floor, getting the keys out of Raab's pocket to unlock the door and opens it. He notices the door doesn't stay open so he got a door stopper to put it underneath the door and goes out and carries Raab into the house and in the bedroom and Samuel walks to the front door as he takes the door stopper out and he closes and locks up the house and Samuel gets a very large bottle of water from the cupboard he brought in case Raab ever passes out and brings it to the bedroom.

Samuel sits with Raab and he lifts his visor up from his helmet to let tears on his face come out to drop onto the floor due to being worried about his mentor not resting or drinking enough. Samuel knows he really wants Raab to show his love emotions to Samuel, but Raab's very insecure and scared of being in a relationship they are in. Samuel takes his shirt off and sits on the mattress for a while. A few hours later, Raab slowly wakes up and he pulls himself up and pats Samuel on his back and speaks.

Lord Raab: “Are you crying?”

Samuel looks at Raab and hugs him with a nod, showing how much he cares and loves Raab and Raab speaks again.

Lord Raab: “That's so nice of you. I know I've been very rough on you with not letting you in with this love business, but I'm trying to understand myself. I just want to beat people up, that's all because it's the only thing in life that makes me happy. Wrestling is all I think about, especially when it comes to being violent with weapons and smashing it in their bodies.”

Samuel McPherson: “Yaarrp.”

Lord Raab: “Maybe it's time for me well to thank you for it and start to understand you a bit more. I give up on ignoring this and try to spend time with you more than just friends beating the shit out of each other. That's what you want, right?”

Samuel nods as he gets off from Raab and passes him a large bottled of water which Raab decides to accept and takes cap off and drinks almost half of the bottle down in his system and Samuel starts to smile because of Raab drinking water and speaks.

Lord Raab: “I'm sorry Samuel. I guess I'll do this.”

For the first time, Raab lifts his mask up and kisses Samuel's cheek for being concerned about him and loving him the way Samuel wants and Samuel gets a much bigger smile on his face with Raab kissing him gently and attempts to touch Samuel's torso to discover potential love for the two and Raab speaks.

Lord Raab: “Well, I thought that felt good you know kissing you on you're cheek and touching you're chest. Feel you know different and maybe we should sleep naked together you know to get used to each other's bodies.”

Samuel McPherson: “Yaarrp.”

Lord Raab: “Don't worry about Alex Kaelin. I got right where I want him on beating the living day lights out of him and retaining my Violence title and I'll win the match for you with a savaging beaten Rejects member with weapons and with my fists. He became violent towards me in our match last time out and I'll do it again and I have his blood covered all over me.”

Raab decides to get up and closes the bedroom door and turning the lights off as the scene goes to fade as nobody knows what Samuel and Raab are doing behind closed doors and could be a new adventure of the monsters being in love together as boyfriends.

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“Round two of the Alex Kaelin and Lord Raab battle for the Violence title, not the fucking Roulette title the prick owners want to continue calling the title. I got rid of it and called it The Violence title for a reason to do away with the shit old spinning wheel and piece of craphole America as well. You see Alex, the belt needed a change and well, we were so violent in the match that I changed it along with the design.

You gave me one hell of a fight last time we've faced against each other in the ring and I'm not even gonna doubt you're ability to wrestle because you can do that, especially how brutal and dangerous we were with the glass tables. I quite enjoyed if anything to have blood coming out everywhere from my body. I gave you a title shot because you quite frankly earned it by being the champion previously and I have no shame having my first Violence title defence against you.

But you said some bits I disagree with starting with me challenging you for the Violence title. I mean sure, I did want the title you hold, but unlike you're opponents before you, I never asked or demanded a single thing, I earned it by beating four idiots that weren't even worthy of challenging for this Violence title. I will never ever use the word Roulette ever again because it's just fucking stupid when I'm not American, not do I come from here.

You said you wanted me to destroy competition for you just so you have the match against one of those opponents for the belt? Yeah, that wasn't going to happen and nor do I want the useless Internet title because as I've said before and I'll say it again that the Internet title is complete utter garbage. I mean look at me, do you think I have time to go online and brag about some fucking title, especially on a children's twitter site? Nope and this Masked German Monster never ever rests a single bit from training his matches.

I will never spend time with anybody, fuck that relationship garbage. I'm happy being on my own and sleeping on a mattress surrounding myself with weapons all over the floor and soon, a place for my opponent's bone torn apart from them along with their skulls too. There's nothing more that pleases me than wrestling in the ring, especially against you with some of the bullshit you've spoken about me. You know what's funny? The fact you're able to defeat all of those opponent's until I came along and took the Violence title from you.

This title means a lot to me on defending it more often than not, not giving a fuck who my title contender is, as long as they've earned the shot for this Violence title and who plan to be in the Violent division, that's all I care about, but it's gonna take more than just getting me down to the mat. Oh no, it's gonna be when I'm fucked up completely which is a rarity in itself these days, especially the amount of hard work I've done to get here is incredible.

Last time you said bad things happen to people when they face in the ring against you, only turning out to be you're bad day when I defeated you huh Alex? Thought so after the winning streak you had is now completely broken apart by me and you got to face those facts against me or will you be the guy who will make a huge comeback and beat the living shit out of me like the last match?

So fucking what if I've lost to Kain, Blasted Monk, Bo Dreamwolf and many others I've may have missed out, but that's the past and me holding this Violence title proudly is the accomplishment I've done because I went to beat near enough all of those opponents with weapons and violence to get them out of SCW. What trap do you speak of Alex? Are you calling me a squeaky mouse? I'm not the person who'd do that because I'm a monster and animals never become what they are without us around.

I won't say you live and breathe for wrestling because you clearly do a good job with that, but you don't belong in this division, not a single bit dude because you may have used weapons on me, but I don't see you using them every single night. I don't see you much due to the arguments we've had over the belt. I'm always going to be a lone man doing gym work all day since that's all I want to do is train and train non stop. Even when I vomit and dehydrate, I still work to be the best wrestler I can and being the best violent wrestler around.

There's lots of weapons and fire surrounding us regardless of what happens because that's the thing I embrace Alex. I also embrace my anger that I let out in the ring each and every single week, especially the title name Violence title reminds me what I should be doing. I love being in the Violence title matches because there's always a different stipulation each time there's a title defence going on. I wish I could use live worms so I can make them and love for you to witness worms spreading across you're body?

I'm not gonna respond to anymore of you're comments because there's no need for that. Blood violence and weapons is what I'm thinking about right now? It's OK though because I love the blood coming from you're body or sometimes the scars or a broken bone in you're body and I will pin you or make you tap out because I'm really angry with the SCW owners and I'm using you as an example. Yes I will because people like you deserve to get hurt, especially you failed to win the King Of The Hill match and it's not due to fear, it's because you knew that you had a rematch against me for the Violence title.

Very smart with that indeed and we got rid of the Roulette title and do you know where that is? Right in a garbage bin thrown away the other day because it was stupid to have. I can't wait to defend this Violence title against you because it's clearly who I am and what I'd do for living. Sure, my illegal street fighting is finished, but I will go in there and attempt to end you with no titles around his shoulder. You can't run away from this and nor can I. Because tomorrow night not giving a fuck of what match it is, I'm simply gonna enjoy the title run and take this title belt back to my home.

You was the top dog and even talked a lot, but actions speak louder than words Alex hasn't responded or bothered to be because he got his ass beat and I just like Arsenal womans team, they shake hands towards other places. We'll do that again, but in a friendly way, going to tear the house down. I respect you a lot Kaelin with you're fantastic skills and abilities to take me down and I'm limited with just power.

Tomorrow night Kaelin, you can talk as much big stuff about you, but the end of the day, you will be able to manage or at least try to as I've seen Emma disgusting on a woman's magazine looks quote. I'm prepared for an out all warzone which everyone comes to see and I will be winning because this Masked German Monster never makes matches easily. I will burn you and cripple you as much as I can to stop hurting yourself. Prepare to be Raabinated Violence champion as I will stand and have my hand raised to still remind the Violence title. Good luck pal.”