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Post by: Crimson on July 14, 2018, 11:32:17 PM
The world is all talking about Crimson versus Drake Green at Summer XXXTreme Vl. The match is labeled simply, “Grudge Match”. There could more on the line. A win for Drake could prove that he can still go at the top level in this sport and potential top strap shot later on? A win for Tommy would cement his legacy within SCW. The Fury has beaten nearly every man in the SummerXXXTreme Vl battleroyal this year. Yeah. Everyone wants a title shot but did you earn that yet? Fenris sure did.
Drake Green called out Tommy Crimson not fully aware of his true potential. The thirteen time world champion almost sneers at the SCW hall of famer when referring to him.
The contempt and frustration grows inside The Fury with no end in sight. The time that one puts into their respective craft will come back in the form of success, right? It’s not always that way but you must endure all those low points throughout in order to rise again. Tommy looks ahead now at the most decorated SCW World Heavyweight Champion of all time in Drake Green. This man and Crimson are on a collision course on the ocean that could rival the matches Tommy had with Kristopher over the past year.
The Fury has fought his entire career to be legitimate. Its difficult to achieve something so real for someone that does not play by the rules nor nice with others.
Crimson has realized throughout his exchanges with the legendary Green that he will have to go back to his roots to pull off such a feat. A man decorated and steeped in SCW history will not fall for tricks of the mind as easy as others have recently.
The task at hand will require every bit of The Fury’s focus and could demand him to go places he has not yet been to as an inring competitor. The following clips are excerpts from the upcoming HBO documentary, “The Fury”, a documentary that outlines the entire career of Crimson thus far. The following is from accounts from people who were apart of Crimson’s first wrestling company as well as Tommy himself in this particular case.
Crimson has defeated legends all over the world and feels Green poses no more threat than they but then why go back to his roots? Because he lost a piece of himself at Into The Void Vll. A piece that he used to drive himself on like some sort of trolling motor to continue to haunt this business as it’s most feared villain maybe ever.
The following is a dramatization of Crimson’s first attempt at top gold. The event was broadcast but on Detroit local television. It had the highest rating of all time on the local television station even to this day. The match however does not appear on the official record due to Motor City Wrestling not being sanctioned by the state nor insured whatsoever.
The following feature was produced by HBO Studios and also Crimson’s own production company, Fury Studios.It was created using many different accounts of the day leading up to the event and those who watched on that fateful day in July of 2002.
Highland Park(Detroit, Michigan)
7/17/2002
7:33 a.m.
A shot of downtown Detroit suddenly glitches to life across the screen. The shot of the city slowly fades to reveal the hbo logo then the Fury Studios one. “July, 17th, 2002” then glitches across the screen to set the scene. Highland Park slowly comes into view overhead. The abandoned homes build a hundred years before now sit empty. Many of them condemned for a various array of different problems.
The crime rate here is sixty times the national average. A one in seven chance for anyone living in the area to be affected by violent crime. An astounding statistic that made this area the most dangerous in all of America in the year 2002.
The overhead shot shows a woman being robbed at gunpoint right in the middle of the street. The large man doesn’t even wear a mask to hide his identity. He hits the woman in the back of the head with the butt of his gun before running off.
The moving shot from overhead locks on an abandoned home with the windows all boarded up. The projects down the street thrive while these homes rot where they sit. This part of Detroit is not for the faint of heart.
The area is riddled with crime of the most violent kind. A figure suddenly appears from behind the home the camera films down on.
The figure has solid red hair that causes him stand out in this dangerous place. It’s seventeen year old Tommy Crimson. He has emerged from the abandoned home with a backpack strapped across his back while holding a skateboard.
A walkman he bought from job earnings sits safely in the large back pocket of his jnco jeans. The actor playing Crimson is a dead ringer. Crimson looks both ways and slightly lifts up the large padded ear piece from his right ear to hear. The coast is clear.
Tommy drops his shorty’s board then drops his left foot on the deck while pushes off with his right foot, that sits on the ground alongside the board.
Crimson makes his way down the street skating east. A car turns onto the street leading Tommy to hide in the bushes. The car is a nineteen eighty seven monte carlo. The paint chips on the side while three men sit inside all holding automatic guns. They are looking for someone.
The car passes while Crimson gets back on his board on the cracked sidewalk. He pushes along heading toward some unknown location for now. Tommy pushes on while the streets are relatively empty this hour of the morning. He listens to his headphones with “Bad Fish” playing but his right ear piece is left off that ear for reason.
Tommy has been on his own for three years now. He has made a fake identity to continue going to school while working nights. He squats in the house and many others along in the worse part of Detroit daily. Being able to survive in such a place has left him with a survive or die mentality that will stick with him for years to come.
The teenager ran away from the Detroit boys home and uses fake id’s to do just about anything he wants. He goes to the infamous, Highland Park High School. He was safer in the boys home but continues to go to school to further expand his mind with knowledge of any kind.
Crimson skates past the gym where he trains. Doctor Grapple is inside training the next group of young men to wrestle for his beloved Motor City Wrestling. Dr. Grapple was a great wrestler in Detroit in his day. The sixty year old man has trained Crimson and deemed him, “My Greatest Creation”. Tommy looks at the gym with such love in his eyes. He feels something stick him in the gut a bit leading him to turn.
“Let me have everything you got, motherfucker. Real quiet.” A voice calls out to Crimson from directly in front of him.
“Fuck.” Crimson thinks to himself knowing he lost focus for ten seconds and now will be robbed because of it.
Tommy looks into the face of his robber. The young man’s name is Edgar and he goes to Crimson’s school. They are in biology together every single day. The tip of the knife digs into Crimson’s belly causing a small stream of blood to soak his white cotton shirt.
“No.” The Young Fury replies before headbutting Edgar!
Crimson’s schoolmates nose is instantly broken by the violent shot. He falls back flat on his back now totally unconscious. Crimson steps over him then continues on his way to school. This happens at least three times a week. A slightly daydream can cost you everything in this environment. Tommy skates toward his high school with both headphones off now after the botched robbery attempt.
The high school that Tommy attended now sits closed in 2018 but in 2002 it boomed.
Overcrowded with kids raised in the most violent area in America. A wrong move in this school could end in a drive by or worse. Crimson straps his skateboard to his backpack then trots up the concrete staircase that leads to the front doors of the school. Tommy walks through the metal detector which goes off due to the board. The security officer clears him to go on through. Joe, a guard that works part time for this school, knows that Tommy poses no threat to anyone at this school. He knows Tommy as Dylan Bold. This is the identity he created on the internet at this very campus. The school believes Tommy has parents and a home with only a fake paper trail as proof.
Crimson has to do this in order to survive. Dylan Bolden is just a current persona. Kids here will rob you and even murder you if you should make the right kind of mistake. Murders happen around this area often. The Fury keeps his head down while making a straight line to the computer lab. He needs access to the internet and laser printer.
The bell rings to indicate the first classes of the day are starting while Tommy slips up to the door knob of the computer lab. The inside lights are off and the door locked secure. Tommy takes a paperclip out of the side pocket of his backpack then bends it slightly. He carefully inserts it into the lockhole and twists it. He can hear the principal’s heels clacking against the floors at the opposite end of the hallway.
Miss Copper walks while reading and doesn’t see Tommy at first leading him to wiggle the lock with real urgency now. She slowly raises her head and when she does, Crimson has vanished. He squats up against the door in the computer lab until she passes. Miss Copper wants to meet Crimson’s parents due to tardiness and throws him into in school suspension most days she comes across him. Today, Crimson can’t attend school because tonight work will demand his full attention. He needs something first though.
Tommy opens up his backpack to reveal a laptop. He stole the gateway laptop from a store in Highland Park that was set ablaze. Crimson uses this laptop to do almost anything to further himself along in the digital world. He hooks up the laptop to the printer then opens it up. Tommy pulls up adobe photoshop screen to reveal a false document of his own creation. A Michigan wrestling license. One at seventeen he cannot obtain legally. The I.D. for Dylan Bolden however says eighteen and Crimson uses his real name for a ring one.
Tommy created this document while squatting in the abandoned home he emerged from earlier. All night he spent making every detail on this document to appear completely legitimate. Dr. Grappler informed him that he would need his wrestling license before he could allow Tommy to compete for a championship belt. So here he is.
Crimson adjusts the printer to the tip top settings of the device. The expensive laser printer is Tommy’s favorite in the whole city. It prints the best and he waits for his creation to come alive on paper. The license on the thick cut of paper comes out perfect. Tommy admires his work which looks just like the real thing. He grins briefly before the door to the computer lab swings open! The lights flick to life with Miss Copper standing in the doorway. Crimson tucks the paper into his backpack along with his laptop before the principal reaches him. She takes hold of his ear then leads him out into the hallway! The security guard stands outside to meet them.
“Escort him off school grounds. He is never to return here, ever!” Miss Copper instructs the security guard, Joe.
“He’s a straight A student, Miss Copper.” Joe defends.
The principal puts her hand up on her hip then looks at her employee with wild eyes.
“He nearly killed Edgar then robbed him.” Copper exclaims while holding her right thumb out to point behind her at the young man.
Joe looks over Edgar, who continues to sob with a big black eye. The school security guard then takes hold of Crimson and leads him down the wall for a walk of shame. Crimson and Joe walk along while other students talk amongst themselves about what Tommy did to Edgar a block away.
A girl comes rushing out of a classroom. She is Grace Bernard, Tommy’s love interest. She realizes that Crimson won’t be able to attend college on one of the many scholarships that he’s been offered. She begins to weep and reach out for Tommy, who continues to stare straight ahead. Joe takes him out the front doors and down the concrete steps.
“Don’t ever come back, Dylan!” Joe screams out as he pushes the teenager out into the street.
Crimson lands flat on his belly and just lays there for a moment. Good thing he got the license printed off because being expelled from school was a death nail for all his scholarships. Tommy wants to stay in the street until a bus comes and crushes his skill against the pavement.
“Can’t Be A Pussy.” Tommy mutters to himself before leaping back up to his feet.
He takes off down the street toward his gym. It’s a block over from the school so he makes it in time. Crimson crosses the street with caution before walking up to the front door of Dr. Grappler’s Wrestling slash boxing gym.
Doctor Grappler lays claim to the biggest match in Detroit wrestling history. The match he had forty five years ago still pushes his legend forward while the man withers away.
The teenager enters the gym to see it nearly empty. Doctor Grappler sits on the edge of the ring steps next to the ring. He’s hunched over and appears to be weeping which surprises The Fury.
“Doc?” Crimson calls out.
The tough guy then wipes his tears then grunts loud before standing up on both feet with real pride.
“What do you want, Tom? Why aren’t you in school?” Doc calls out wildly to mask any remaining emotion.
“I found my license. So I can compete tonight.” Tommy informs his infamous trainer.
A grin crosses the old timers face with those words. Grappler walks over to the young man with pure glee in each step.
“Do you know what this means?” Doctor Grappler replies with a question.
“What?” Crimson responds.
“You could be world champion.” Grappler realizes.
Tommy and Doc then stand in total silence for a few moments. Grappler realizes that Crimson could be the youngest wrestling world champion ever in the state of Michigan. Doc has no idea the teenager is really seventeen with skills someone even ten years his senior may not even have yet. Tommy will try any move and any time with no fear to speak of.
Grappler walks closer and places a palm on each shoulder of Tommy while staring directly into his eyes with a proud glare.
“Those men hate you because you scare them.” Doc informs Crimson of his coworkers in MCW.
“You are the best wrestler I have ever had the privilege to train. Mad Dog Callahan has been champion here since the early nineties.” Grappler sincerely explains.
Mad Dog Callahan is the top draw in Detroit, period. Crimson realizes the task before him but feels honored at such an opportunity at home.
“We will close our doors after tonight. Motor City Wrestling will close with Crimson versus Mad Dog. Wow.” Crimson’s trainer reveals.
Tommy looks at the floor that glistens from the cheap wax it’s plastered with each day. Crimson turns away from Grappler to hide the tears. It’s weakness.
“I’ve already got you booked in a legitimate company. You will go down south to compete after this but these men hate you because they will not. All those boys in the back hate that you will endure, Tommy. Your greatness cannot be overlooked. You command attention.” Doc continues to explain to his greatest student.
Crimson realizes the words of his trainer are true. Most of the men he wrestles are ten to fifteen years older than he. He is without a doubt the best wrestler in all of Detroit if not the nation. Doctor Grappler tried in vain to keep the young man on the mat but he wants to fly.
“In Florida, you will draw more money than you ever could here. One of these jealous wrestlers will hurt you to ease their bruised ego.” Grappler explains.
“You are the best. Motor City Wrestling deserves a great last world champion. Show all them fuckers, Tom. Show them who the best alive is.” Grappler finishes then pats both of his wrestlers shoulders while pumping him up.
Doctor Grappler then wanders away with a tear in his right eye. Tommy realizes he has nothing on tape to prove to any company really anything about his ability. Tonight’s event will be filmed from two angles. Crimson will have to steal a camera then use said camera to film the event from his own perspective. He will have to wrestle for his professional wrestling career this night for that camera. Tommy shakes his head as doubt creeps up his spin. Goose pimples cover each arm as the realization of what tonight demands conquers him whole.
Tommy slumps down up against the ring skirt in the old gym. The bank up the street will own it monday so this could be his final visit. Mad Dog Callahan is forty years old and meaner than any other wrestler maybe ever in all of Detroit. He nearly killed Crimson’s father in a match fifteen years prior. Tommy’s dad now sits on death row in West Virginia while Mad Dog is still world champion. He’s lost two matches in his entire career.
Callahan is known to hurt young wrestlers. Talented young wrestlers have been injured beyond repair many times in a match with Mad Dog. The older wrestler is a fan favorite while Crimson is hated for his antics. Tommy wants to stop this monster. A once in a lifetime wrestler like The Fury knows Mad Dog will want to put him down. Mad Dog always tries to break the back. A severed spine usually means you are finished in wrestling.
Crimson realizes all of this while he sits up against the ring skirt lost in his own thoughts. Tommy knows his life is in danger but if he can make a tape of what he could do… Anything is possible after tonight.
The shot fades away from the scared young wrestler. “Vicarious” by Tool begins to play throughout.
The cross turns upside down then glitches away. The shot changes to the old Motor City Wrestling auditorium in Highland Park. The car lights go all the way around as day fades in a fast forward shot to night. The lights inside are on and the news won’t break for two days about the wrestling company bankrupting due to poor money management. The company thrived for decades but fails after the territories have dried up. “NWA” means dick on a check nowadays. The early two thousands saw many hometown companies being swallowed up by banks and MCW was no different in this regard.
The shot overhead shows a full house with a crowd outside waiting to get in. Over capacity leads many to be turned away to go home to watch on local tv.
Crimson is shown suddenly hiding a camera underneath announcers booth. He cuts a hole in the skirt that covers the front for the camera to see through. He then walks through the small auditorium to the backstage area where all the wrestlers wait to perform.
Mad Dog sits at a long table in the center. Alias Killa, Cheesecake Grissom, Freedom Fight Mike, and others sit down the table. They all glare up at Tommy when he walks in. Crimson wears his solid black gear and a t-shirt that Doc had made for him.
“The Fury?” Mad Dog calls out.
“Yeah.” Crimson responds.
“Nobody wants to see a weak little shit do flips when heavyweights are around.” Callihan coldly explains while clutching his MCW World title close. Tommy watches on while the rest mock him to get in good favor of the champion.
Tommy looks down at the floor. He then slowly raises his head up.
“Fuck You.” Tommy exclaims at Mad Dog.
The legend is at a loss of words. Crimson walks over to the table and stumbles a bit. They continue to mock him but stop once he reaches the table. Truth be told, he’s beaten all the men at this table but one. The one he glares at with a piece deep inside he has acquired through a cruel upbringing. Crimson leans across the table right at the world champion.
“I am not scared of you, motherfucker. I’ve whipped every fuckhead at this table and you will be no different. I filled every seat out there because they want to see you lose. Yeah they will cheer your name but they won’t be a dry pussy out there once I leave you broken in two.” Crimson screams into the legends face with spit flying.
Mad Dog stands up then flips the long table, catching everyone sitting at it off guard.
“What did you say to me? Do you want me to put you on disability like I did your friend? No one here likes you. All those flips and superior moves makes the rest of us look slow and weak. We don’t like it.” Mad Dog explains to Tommy, who spits in the face of the most revered Detroit wrestler since Doctor Grappler.
Crimson then catches him with a solid right elbow shot across the chin. Blood fills the champions mouth as he falls back in a slow motion shot. Every wrestler around is shocked. State troopers fly through the door to break the fight up but Callahan stands up in a rage then screams at Tommy from across the room.
“You won’t walk again after tonight, Little Tommy!” Mad Dog screams out.
Crimson remembers his friend that Callahan mentioned. One who became the number one contender but received a broken back in the match for the world title. Mad Dog paralyzed him for life. Tommy seen him last week. He was shooting dope underneath a bridge two blocks from the house Crimson squats in. Rage consumes the teenager whole.
The troopers separate everyone to ease the tension.
The show starts then goes on as planned. Six matches are on the card with Crimson and Mad Dog headlining the final show. The seventeen year old watches from the crowd for most of the show. He heads for the back as the intercontinental match concludes to get ready.
Crimson tightens his boot laces. The announcer outside inside the ring announces that the next match will be the final match in Motor City Wrestling. The announcement shocks the crowd, MCW staff, and wrestlers alike. All but one. Crimson puts on a jean jacket that’s covered in alternative metal band patches. He stands at the steps that lead up to the curtain where the stage entrance begins.
“Headup” by Deftones hits throughout the auditorium leading Crimson to make his way up the steps. People begin to throw trash at the most hated wrestler in all of Detroit. Mad Dog shirts are worn by a third of this crowd. Crimson hits the stage and immediately flips off the crowd incensing them even further. He grabs his crotch then thrusts three times at the crowd with his hips to further troll.
Tommy makes his way to the ring with trash being thrown at him in every direction. “Ring of Fire” by Johnny Cash hits throughout leading Crimson to roll his eyes.
“Lame fucking theme, man.” Tommy mutters to himself inside the ring.
The crowd eats up the beloved champion immediately with love and true affection. Crimson doesn’t know how with how many wrestlers he’s crippled over the years on purpose. Tommy fully expects to change the landscape of Michigan wrestling forever here tonight.
Mad Dog comes out with his wavy long blonde hair while wearing a cape. Tommy takes off his jean jacket and tosses it out of the ring while never taking his eyes off the biggest opponent to date for him. A four time world champion that keeps the belt for years on end.
The champion gets to the ring then holds his belt up high. Crimson saw him favor his right knee when he slipped through the ropes moments before. Tommy watches for any ache or pain this man shows like he’s watching for a glare in a poker showdown. “Tell’s”, he calls them.
This match is non disqualification. Anything goes. Pins count anywhere.
Crimson realizes his camera may be not able to catch everything which becomes a big concern for him.
The bell rings and Mad Dog lunges out leading Tommy to kick his right kneecap with a spinning wheel kick! The shot sends the forty year old champion down to both knees in a heap. Callahan screams out a bit from the pain.
Tommy hits the ropes then slingshots himself forward at the fallen champion, who stumbles up and uppercuts the young wrestler in the crotch!
This shocks the entire crowd and even the two commentators.
Crimson folds over in the ring while the champion stomps down on him without mercy. Tommy spits up a little blood leading the referee to push the larger champion off to check on The Fury.
“I’m fine.” Tommy assures the ref.
Mad Dog gets a fan to toss him his chair from the front row. Callahan catches it inside the ring then winds up as he approaches Crimson. He begins to beat the young wrestler with the steel chair. Tommy tries to cover up with little to no success.
Crimson rolls out of the ring then reaches back in to pull the feet out from under Mad Dog! The larger wrestler hits the mat leading Crimson to leap back up on the apron in a daze still from the chair licks! He then bounces up on the top rope and slingshots off at the champion, who rises up to both feet slowly. Crimson catches Mad Dog with a beautiful springboard blockbuster that wows the crowd. Callahan hits the mat flat on his back, which gives out! Karma has come tonight in the form of The Fury for this dirty fan favorite.
Mad Dog whispers to Crimson, “My back just gave out.”
“Good.” Crimson whispers back.
The superstar now realizes his words from earlier will come back to haunt him now. Mad Dog tries to get the referee’s attention but Crimson hits him out of nowhere with the steel chair! No Disqualification allows The Fury to do this without any worry at all. The referee is knocked out cold by the shot which leads the champions eyes to widen with real fear.
Tommy rolls out of the ring with a sadistic expression across his face.
“A legend will be born this night, Mad Dog… At your fuckin’ expense.” Tommy screams at the champion while getting a table from underneath the ring. He sits it up on the outside then rolls back in the ring. Crimson picks up the chair then hits the fallen champion with it until blood smears the seat.
Tommy then rolls his larger opponent out of the ring leading him to land in a pile on the unforgiving outside floor.
Crimson knows the longer he allows this match to go on the least likely he will walk out of it at all. The Fury strikes fast by grappling up his opponent then helping him onto the table on the outside of the ring. Crimson leaves Mad Dog flat on his back while Callahan calls out for help that he’s hurt his back bad with no one to hear him over the crowd.
Crimson rolls back in the ring then picks up the steel chair and climbs up on the turnbuckle with the crowd booing his every step. Tommy gets up on the top turnbuckle and realizes how far the table is from where he sits perched with the chair. Crimson shrugs a bit as he positions the chair behind him almost in a crouching motion. Tommy leaps off the turnbuckle holding the chair on his bottom tightly while doing a complete front flip off the top turnbuckle! He holds the chair from years of practice balancing himself on a skateboard. He lands in a seated position chair first across the gut of the champion laid out on the table! The table gives and Tommy can hear a pop. “RageQuit”, he calls this maneuver.
The pop he heard the night Mad Dog attempted to kill his friend. He’s just severed the world champions spine and ended his career directly in front of the camera in the most spectacular fashion. Tommy hooks a leg and waits while the crowd counts to four. Finally a referee rushes down the ramp and hits the floor amongst the table pieces. He counts three and the world championship is handed to the youngest man to ever hold it. The final champion at that.
Mad Dog has to be carried out while the crowd begins to riot afterwards. State Troopers smuggle the new world champion out of the auditorium swiftly after the brutal match. Crimson ended it quickly to preserve his own career.
The tape of this encounter would be traded among wrestling fans for years to come. Crimson watched as a fan found his hidden camera and smashed it after the match after seeing a label with Tommy’s name on it. Crimson looks at the ground outside of the arena with sadness consuming him. Tommy has no idea many fans videotaped the encounter and it will become a viral hit on the MCW website that he built in mere days. Troopers lead Tommy to the parking lot then leave him alone to go back inside to handle the riot.
Tommy waits in the parking lot facing the back door to the auditorium. The fans inside riot while many of the MCW staff escapes. Crimson notices Doctor Grappler emerge from the back door. He waves at him then realizes Doc has someone with him. Grace, Crimson’s girlfriend. The two plan on running away together if tonight worked out and that it has. A black car turns down the road suddenly. The screen glitches a bit but the shot continues to roll. The monte carlo from this morning.
Crimson realizes that Edgar is driving the monte carlo with two gang members inside with him. The young gangsters do not see Tommy but do spot Grappler and Grace. They pull up alongside the back door directly in front of the them.
“I lost 20 dollars with a Crimson win!” A voice calls out.
Shots then fire out! The three men shoot Grappler and Grace without an ounce of mercy. The car speeds off while peeling the tires. The shot turns to slow motion as Tommy rushes across the parking lot towards the only two people he loves in his life. Doctor Grappler mutters, “Show them all” before the life leaves his eyes.
Tommy bends down on both knees and drops his world title on the concrete. He picks up Grace in both arms but realizes she is now dead. A shot between the eyes and one through the left jaw took her life prematurely.
Crimson clutches his first love close while the state troopers rush toward where the shots came from. Flashing lights wash across the large brick auditorium. Tommy just shakes his head with complete heartbreak. He realizes that this can never happen again. Everyone he ever gets close to ends up dead in the end. Tommy also realizes he can further his career by crippling assholes past their prime at any time. The shot overhead rises up away from Tommy from an angle to examine his grief.
Mad Dog won’t be the last legend he ends. The scene fades to an inverted cross. The small snapshot from the upcoming documentary dies out complete in a glitchy manner.
Los Angeles, CA
The Hilton
7/13/2018
3:31 p.m.
An inverted cross glitches across the screen suddenly. A frightened female scream can be heard throughout. Tommy Crimson comes glitches into focus suddenly. Present day, Los Angeles.
Crimson stands in a nice hotel suite. Belladonna Gray sits at a desk just behind him. Tommy wears his ring jacket while holding a phone up to his face with both hands.
Tommy stares into the screen to watch the match in real time on youtube from 2002. Mad Dog’s final match. Lines at the bottom and top of the camera shot give the VHS format away almost immediately but Crimson doesn’t care. He’s reliving glory in real time.
Tommy wears the shirt he wore that day. The blood stain on the bottom lip from the knife blade of Edgar so many years ago. Crimson relives that day over and over in his mind so often but now maybe more than ever.
Drake Green looms on the horizon. A ship across town is already loading wrestlers onboard while he has to film before boarding. Crimson has never been on a cruise ship nor wrestled on water at all. Nearly drowned as a child, Tommy has no love for any kind of water in reality. A winning payday however is needed to continue with his work.
The match concludes on the screen leading Crimson to toss the phone to the side then swing around to face Belladonna.
“What is it, dear?” Gray calls out.
“The NerdSquad’s work has paid off. We now own “the house”.” Tommy responds with glee throughout his tone.
Belladonna stops reading and turns her head with an expression that reads, shocked. Crimson nods to confirm he owns “the house”.
“When can you go there?” Belladonna asks with wide eyes.
“We are filming there in thirty minutes.” Crimson answers.
Belladonna stands up while Crimson walks past her. She then follows him as they leave the beautiful suite and enter the hallway of the hotel. They head for the elevators with vigor in each step.
They enter the elevator then turn to face out. The gold doors shut slowly together while Gray hits the button for the bottom floor. They shake as the elevator comes to life then begins to drop down the inside of the building at a slow methodical pace.
“Your eyes will be opened today, Fury.” Gray whispers in the elevator.
Crimson looks down at his right hand to see the all seeing eye ring. He rubs the pupil slightly with his left hand for luck before staring straight ahead into the reflection of he and Gray against the shiny elevator doors.
They swing open as the pair reach the bottom floor. A doorman outside the hotel has already had radio contact with the front desk that Crimson and Gray are leaving. The doorman quickly finds the creepy old cadillac from the fifties then gets inside to drive it to the front door. Gray and Crimson walk outside just as the young man pulls the car around. The valet called in sick leaving the doorman pulling double duty. The pair get in the car with Crimson taking the wheel on the drivers side.
Gray looks out the passenger side window as the car takes off. The sights and sounds of the city of angels intrigues Crimson’s manager beyond belief.
“So many dreams died here.” Belladonna exclaims.
“One of my life long dreams are about to come true. I want to see where it all began. I’ve read all about it and I know every inch of that “house”. Now it’s all mine after the NerdSquad changed some decimals here and there. Those rich people went broke overnight and the bank took it. Now it’s all mine. Half price.” Crimson brags about his scheme to acquire his dream house.
“This will be the beginning of the second half of my career, Gray. I will do all my work from there while using these LA film studios at my discretion. HBO wants to co produce my promotional material now? I’m the biggest draw in the world. Right now.” Crimson continues to boast to his manager.
“Don’t let it go to your head. Drake Green wants you to feel overconfident because it will make you a weaker fighter than he when you meet.” Belladonna cuts Tommy down with brutal honesty.
“You will see when we arrive.” Tommy almost whispers inside the antique car.
Belladonna nods as the two drive toward Cielo Dr. in Beverly Hills.
The pair turns off onto the historic street. Crimson bought this property with money he’s yet to even earn with the help of a certain group of elite hackers. Tommy turns into a driveway suddenly that has a solid gate up.
“Foreclosure” reads across the sign in the front yard.
Fury Studios new military grade drone hovers above to film. The studios takes over with cameras set up all over this property before Gray or Crimson even arrived.
Real time shots begin to fade in and out with newspaper clippings and newscasts from the late sixties.
This was the home Sharon Tate was murdered in on August 8th, 1969. Her and four others died here after being slain by the infamous Manson Family, Crimson’s grandfather’s cult.
Tommy and Belladonna open the gate then begin to walk up the long paved driveway. The stench of death still lingers here after many different owners. This is Crimson’s holy grail and now he owns it outright.
Clips glitch in between the real time shots showing crime scene photos. Sharon Tate was stabbed repeatedly in the belly while being eight and a half months pregnant.
Charlie believed someone else lived here and that’s why he manipulated Manson Family members Susan Atkins, Tex Watson, Linda Kasabian, and Patricia Krenwinkel to come here this night.
That hot summer night they murdered anyone unlucky enough to be here. Only the actual home owner, Roman Polanski would survive due to filming a movie on location elsewhere at the time of the murders.
The shot continues to show Crimson and Gray walk up the driveway steeped in historic significance from that very night. A night that changed the world and showed it what true evil looked like up close. Tommy touches the door where Atkins wrote, “pig” in Sharon Tate’s blood forty nine years earlier. Crimson and Gray then open the front door as they approach then slowly walk in. Cameras have been placed through out. Tommy walks over to a wall in the living room and touches the wall.
Crimson spins around in the room where the Manson Family held Tate and her friends hostage before killing them so many years before. The cameras film his every move.
“My grandfather has been here. The power of manipulation can cause many problems for society when used proper.” Tommy spouts then grins slightly.
Crimson walks around the house with cameras swapping between rooms to capture every moment.
“Charlie had those people come here because of jealous rage. A weakness in my eyes but he carried out his will from afar as I do oftentimes.” Tommy continues.
Crimson walks back into the living room then slowly hits both knees in the center of the room. He bends down and strokes the carpet slightly.
“This is where it happened.” Crimson exclaims from both knees.
He puts both hands down on the carpet then looks up at a camera sitting on a shelf.
“Right here.” Tommy exclaims once more patting the spot while his ring glows green on his right hand.
“Sharon Tate was stabbed in the belly over and over here by Tex Watson. I can see it now that I can touch this floor. They murdered her because she had more than they did. Tate represented everything a guy like grandpa hated and despised.” Crimson continues to spew.
“I find myself in a similar situation with an all time great wrestler right now. I must fight a man that stands for everything I’ve grown to hate. Charlie went overboard with his follow through where crippling a man for life would work just fine.” Tommy reveals to the world in a single breath.
Crimson slowly stands up then looks down at the spot with a dead glare.
“She died while saying, “Mother.. Mother..”. Tate really died because she was at the wrong place at the right time. Just like you, Drake. You find yourself in front of The Fury while he’s aiming for the top strap. I will use your broken bones to prove that very case. I’m about to put you on disability for good.” Crimson threatens his opponent while using the death of the famous film actress to further a chilling point.
The Fury reaches inside his ring jacket and retrieves a can of spray paint. He begins to spray something on the living room wall while continuing to address the cameras surrounding him.
“Drake Green has no idea the world of shit he has stumbled upon. I am better, faster, and seasoned. You couldn’t cut my pace five years ago let alone now. You want another big day pay day but at what price? You could end up paying a steeper price than you actually make this time. I don’t want anything of you left when I’m done. I want to erase showtime from the airwaves.” Tommy continues to taunt and threaten. He turns his head slightly as he finishes up spray painting the message across the wall.
“PIGS” is spelled out across the white wall in bright crimson red.
“The world can’t understand how I feel at this moment. Exploiting the crimes of my grandfather to further my own wrestling career. Notice how this promotional video is crisp and clear? Now I have help from Time Warner to produce these fuckin’ things. Who can compete with that? Not anyone in Sin City Wrestling. That’s for sure.” The Fury boasts proudly with his chest heaved out.
“I will beat Drake Green and send him back to being a house bitch with time to spare. Then I have to watch this battle royal? Dmitri? Beat him. Equinox? Tapped him out. Caleb Storms? Beat him. Casey Williams. Would beat him on his best day. See what I am getting at? Fenris earned his shot but even he’s breathing easier tonight because my names not on that fuckin’ list. Ugh. Lucky motherfucker.” Crimson’s frustration creeps through a bit in this rare moment but he brushes it off completely.
Tommy walks through the hallways of the lavish home. It’s been redone many times since the murders that occurred here in the late sixties. The Fury pushes the backdoor open and walks out into the backyard that doubles as a flower garden.
Roses are all over with other types of flowers further out in the far end of the yard. The rose garden all has red roses on purpose. Cameras placed throughout the backyard capture Crimson’s every move. The drone comes in overhead to film as well.
“I have retired so many so called legends that I could never count them all. I remember the look in Mad Dog’s eyes when he knew I ended him. Like that look a broken dog gives you once you hit it with a newspaper for shitting on the carpet. Completely Defeated.” Crimson almost whispers while staring out at the large rose garden the previous owners left behind after being foreclosed on.
“I lost a piece of myself at Into The Void Vll. The piece that drives me on to slaughter. I believe I can get that back by ending you, Green. I yearn to see that look staring back at me. The look that only a man who will never do what he loves most again can give. You are marked now, Drake. Those movie star good looks can be “changed” in a single night. I’d love nothing more then to tear your fucking face off just to patch my ring jacket.” The Fury screams out. The echo carries across the fences to the neighbors, who pay no attention.
The shot from overhead takes control of the feed. The backyard played a role in the Tate murders too. Crimson can feel the suffering and lingering death that stales the air with a thick layer of regret.
“I am the best wrestler alive. That couldn’t be more true now with Ryans out with injury. Green believes he can win this match while I have already stacked the deck just like I always do. How can a man so rusty expect to compete with a man that’s already three steps ahead? Goodluck with that shit, Hall of Famer.” Crimson laughs briefly after laying in to Green once more.
The sky turns dark. Miles away the entire forest is on fire with rain nowhere in sight. Day slowly fades to night. The moonlight slowly begins to illuminate the rose garden. Just like the night the Tate murders took place. The ground here is still sour from the blood of the innocent.
Suddenly a three dimensional shot comes into focus all around Tommy Crimson. Belladonna plucks a rose from the garden then tucks it behind her right ear.
“Drake Green will give them all hope if he manages to defeat you.” Belladonna’s voice booms throughout the shot.
Both of them become three dimensional suddenly in a shot from the sixties. Actual police footage of the crime scene mere hours after the murders. This camera mind fuck is intended to shock. The dead bodies litter the grounds as the photos come together all around with the black and white video. They mesh together flawlessly to paint a vivid picture of what happened here.
“These people all died for no reason at all. There was no reason to murder them other than pure spite.” Tommy exclaims into the wild shot all around.
The shot turns back to the moonlit rose garden after showing in graphic detail what took place here. Stolen footage from a computer by a member of the NerdSquad pulled that off with relative ease.
A camera from the ground comes in focus to show Crimson now standing alongside Gray from above. The moon high in the sky begins to show footage from previous shows. A coal truck nearly killing the hall of famer on Crimson and Drakes very first encounter.
The shot slowly comes into complete focus to show the six thirty splash from the top of the titantron not even a week ago.
A wall in the house then is shown again to reveal another message spray painted across the pristine white wall.
“I Murder All That’s Good.”, the red letters spell out across the wall. Crimson comes into focus as the camera pans in. He stands admiring his work on the wall. A message of his own in this infamous home he just purchased from a bank.
“I was stuck, Green. Lost in limbo. I just wanted to scream at both bosses….” Crimson continues while a gif glitches across the screen to animate his message.
“I draw more money for Sin City Wrestling than any other man or woman. I have no equal and they all know it. I am treated like a stranger because my talent is untouchable here or anywhere. I’ve wrestled in top companies this year all over and thrived there just as I have here in SCW.” The Fury informs of his recent Union Battleground and OCW runs.
“I only wrestle for one company now. Sin City Wrestling. It commands my full focus and that’s just what it will get. I believe had I only wrestled here back when I faced Ryans, I would now be world heavyweight champion.” Tommy reveals his true feelings openly.
“Right now, I feel like I am being strung along but I refuse to give in even slightly. All I can do is continue to win and make the case as to why I should lead this company into the future as “the guy”. I believe after I leave Green for dead in my ring that SCW should automatically announce me as the number one contender. Will they? Who knows anymore but we all know they should… Don’t we?” Crimson asks his audience.
“I don’t want to sound like a Salco by any means. I will continue to beat any man they put in front of me. Drake Green will fall like the rest. I plan on cutting a pace that may cause his heart to give out in front of us all in the center of the ring. I am the best alive and I intend to prove that once again on that fuckin’ boat by leaving that house bitch in a pile after I am done.” Tommy threatens with real malice intent behind his words.
The red paint on the wall runs a bit. Tommy carefully places his thumb on the run spot to dab some on it. He then marks his work with a red thumb print.
“I will leave this painted here to always remind any visitor what my family was capable of. The monster that sent those kids here to kills blood runs in my veins, Green. The sadistic nature of those type of people courses through me each and every day. That kind of legacy will never be forgotten much like Vlad The Impaler. Manson will be mentioned with historic monsters forever and they will never forget his grandson after our match either. I want to smear the inside of that boat with your blood. Turn the hull red with your “insides”. My legacy will live on forever in SCW after I End You.” The Fury finishes with a threat to remember forever.
The camera the pans away from the back of Crimson and closer to the message he wrote on the wall.
“I Murder All That’s Good.” comes into focus to show the message in clear high def. An inverted cross then glitches across the screen. A scream can be heard with the horrific maniacal laugh of The Fury following close. The message on the wall glitches back into focus then back to the inverted cross. The shot dies out completely before picking back up thirty minutes later at the LA docks.
The glitchy shot finally gains focus to show the cruise ship where Summer XXXTreme Vl will take place. San Pedro Bay suddenly comes into view from overhead to show the scale of these docs. A black cadillac parks in the remaining free parking space on the docks. The infamous vehicle of Tommy Crimson comes into full focus overhead. Belladonna suddenly exits the drivers side while Tommy comes out of the passenger side this time. They both get out then round the car to the trunk.
Crimson fidgets the keys a bit until he finds the one that opens the trunk of the keyring. He opens the trunk and quickly retrieves a two suitcases. One for Belladonna and one for himself.
Tommy hands them off to one of the cruise liner workers, who takes both of them then scurries off toward the entrance to the large cruise ship that is currently docked on the pier.
Gray and Crimson walk down the dock and toward the cruise ship when they both notice reporters from news outlets all over the world standing in a crowd at the entrance to the pier to reach the steps that lead up to the large cruise ship.
The reporters relentlessly look for someone. Sara Ginger from the times notices Crimson and Belladonna and points while shouting something that can’t be made out.
Most of the reporters turn in unison then begin to run at Gray and Crimson full speed. Camera men follow behind each one from television stations while journalists sprints with tape recorders in hand.
“What the fuck…” Crimson mutters just before he and Gray become surrounded with reporters of all kinds.
“Do you believe you are the reincarnation of Charles Manson?” The female reporter with the New York Times badge exclaims wildly.
“No.” Tommy shouts.
“Why do you admire such a monster?!” A reporter surrounded by taller newscasters shouts from inside the crowd somewhere.
“I don’t. I use him to further myself along just as I do anything at my disposal. Being related to Charlie is a curse that appears like a blessing in my line of work.” Crimson explains.
“Why did you buy the Tate/Polanski house then?” Sara Ginger calls out.
Crimson grins then tilts his head to the side slightly as if attempting to pull the answer from thin air. He sighs briefly then looks back into the cameras.
“I want to work where my grandpa did.” The Fury responds with cold blooded intent.
The answer shocks most of the reporters listening. Many of the journalists continue to write on small notepads while also holding up recorders.
“You admire serial killers yet wrestle for a living… You threatened your opponents life earlier tonight on Fury Network TV in a promotional video… Are you a danger to society?” Dana Bash from CNN asks from the news circle that has consumed Gray and Crimson.
“Yes.” Tommy answers without hesitation.
“I am a danger because I can think for myself and make decisions based on anything I think out. I’ve already mapped out Drake Green’s demise move for move. I am a wrestler that is so good at what he does, The new york times is here to ask me about it. That’s all.” The Fury boasts to the cameras.
“People are calling for you to be fired and released from Sin City Wrestling after the video you released mere hours ago… How do you feel about that?” The brave times reporters asks after being referred to by Crimson himself.
“Pussies. You put yourselves in boxes then label them safe spaces to hide from people like me. People who will tell you like it is right to your fuckin’ face. You need me because I keep a balance that you none can stomach. I sell mean to earn green because I’m better than anyone you’ve ever seen.” Tommy continues to shred these news reporters while enjoying every single second of it.
“You are the most controversial wrestler that I have ever known of. You continue to push the envelope, where others would fold then fall in line. Why?” Stacey Links from Hollywood Access asks.
“I make this business churn forward. They use my awesome to fuel this money train on down the fuckin’ tracks. There are people who call themselves ridiculous names like “Horror King”. I am copied daily because there is nothing like me anywhere on any card in this world. I am a brand all my own that has survived two different types of political correctness in my tenure. I do not fear such things. I push on.” Tommy answers with candid honesty.
The reporters continue to ask questions while noting every single word that comes out of Crimson’s mouth. He realizes he could have went too far with the video he created earlier in the evening. He can’t even reach the cruise ship for reporters. Tommy signs a bit wondering about his future while a question catches his ear.
“Do you believe you will survive this scandal?” A reporter from the back yells out.
Crimson looks for her but can’t spot the shorter reporter at all. He clears his throat almost as if the question hit a real sensitive spot.
“I always survive. That boat will still take off and I will still face Drake Green next weekend. These people are all here to see what I will do to him. Do you think Fenris drew this crowd here? Please. I am carrying this company on my back now with Ryans gone because I am the best alive. I have no equal. Period. People like me who speak their mind will always survive because the truth will stand when nothing else will. Even if you pussy hat wearing son of a bitches can’t handle it all the time. I will endure.” Tommy promises the crowd of reporters with a broad smile across his face.
Belladonna and Crimson then begin to walk while the reporters followly closely. Many of them continue to write Tommy’s answers while the rest chase after the pair with microphones in hand with camera man in tow.
“What if you don’t beat Green? Then what?” Ginger asks a third and final question from behind Crimson and Gray.
Tommy twirls around to face the reporter directly. She cowers a bit but holds a recorder up to his mouth looking for a real answer.
“Losing is not an option. After what I have done here today, I have to win to continue onward. My greatness inside that six sided ring is what allows me to continue being myself without a filter. I don’t want to sell out and be what some company tells me to be. I am The Fury and there is no end to my reign of terror until I am finished.” Crimson answers the reporters question nose to nose with her.
The pair reaches the staircase that leads up to the cruise ships deck. Security cover the entrance which will stop the reporters pursuit.
“What could you hope to ever accomplish with such a godless legacy?” A fox news reporter screams at Crimson from behind. Tommy turns to face the man to answer directly.
“My legacy will be written in the blood of every man who ever thought he had it like I got it. He will end up lost in a pool of shit that I created by stirring the pot until it spilled for him to fall in. Like I said, I have no fuckin’ equal in this business. There is no man that can perform inside that ring like I can on this roster or any one for that matter. I am a one of a kind. I have been copied but never replicated. My legacy will live on long after all the newspapers you work for become extinct. The internet will erase you like the relic you have become.” Tommy continues to run down the press in front of the cruise ship entrance without any mercy.
“My legacy will gleam and glow in the bright lights because of all the gold. Show me another thirteen time world champion that competes at the level I do. I set the bar every single night because I am the top guy. My legacy is a monster all it’s own.” Crimson exclaims then he and Belladonna Gray charge up the steps while security stops all the reporters.
Tommy climbs the steps onto the first ship he’s ever been on into the unknown. The Fury’s mind races with thoughts of what could become of him after all he’s done with pleasant thoughts of what the future could hold for him. Crimson climbs the stairs without a fuck left to give. There will be no sequel this time. Tommy used all his money for promotional material in this full feature film that glitches to a inverted cross followed by the scream of Patricia Arquette from nightmare of elm street three. The high pitched scream fades out to leave a logo that glitches while reading, “It Never Ends.” The photo continues to glitch as the feed from Fury Network cuts out and leaves the picture on a loop.
