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It was made official on the December 22nd, 2013 edition of Climax Control within Sin City Wrestling. The number one contender for the SCW Heavyweight Champion – as of last week; Damien Kingston and will be taking on the SCW Heavyweight Champion; Giani Di Luca. On top of that the championship will be on the line. Without a doubt this is the best way to end the year for Sin City Wrestling. A big match for the richest prize in the game and the winner of the match will be setting the tone for the year 2014.

At the same time though people got their questions and got their wonders about the match. Giani is the current champion but that's not saying a whole lot. Over the last couple of months the SCW Heavyweight Championship has been passed around like a New York City hooker. From it going to Kevin Carter to Goth back to Carter then to Drake Green only to go back to Goth and now it's on Giani. Needless to say it seems like the SCW Heavyweight Championship is playing hot potato among the roster – that or no one seems to be good enough to actually keep it.

On the flip side of things Kingston hasn't exactly had the most promising career within Sin City Wrestling. Only real claim to frame he has is the fact he's beaten Casey Williams – which is something that everyone has done. He did beat Kain and that alone could be considered impressive. Then of course there was the Open Battle Royal win from last week where he made sure to take advantage of an opportunity that was placed in front of him. But at the same time he hadn't really proven himself and therefore there wasn't too many people that believed he'd be leaving with the championship.

Not to mention Damien wasn't exactly the most liked in the first place. So therefore it was obvious that peole weren't going to support him and they'd want him to do anything BUT win the biggest prize in Sin City Wrestling. Needless to say this is match cannot be predicted and it's going to come down to which man wants it the most. Can Giani prove that he's not just a flash in the pan and keep the belt right where it's at? Will the Italian Stallion keep things going strong for nXt? Or will Kingston come in and do what he claimed to do when he signed a contract with SCW earlier in the ring? Can Kingston finally win the big one?

All of this remains to be seen this Sunday Night. Be sure not to miss Climax Control because it's going to be historic.

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“FUTURE IN DOUBT”

¤ People Featured: Damien Kingston & Tristian Kingston
¤ Location: New York City, New York - Home
¤ Date: December 9th, 2013

In a few days Damien Kingston was going to have the biggest match of his career. Well, technically the third biggest match of his career. The first two matches were in NLWF when he had a chance to become the NLWF World Heavyweight Champion twice. Only to fail on both occasions. Now this match he had a chance to become the SCW Heavyweight Champion - thanks to a Battle Royal he had won last week. Needless to say he seemed more relaxed this time around than the first time around and we say that because our residential loudmouth found himself laying on his couch watching the Jersey Shore.

All of the sudden he heard the back door not too far away from the kitchen area open and shut. Probably shut a little louder than usual, but eh it's not something he minded considering it could only be one person. His attention was directly on the big screen television. For the love of God, he couldn't figure out why watching this show was going to do him any good going into the match with the SCW Heavyweight Champion. Aside from the simple it was going to provide him the lawls and provide him with a lot more ammo to make jokes at the expense of Giani.

All of the sudden Damien found himself looking at the rather pregnant stomach of his wife; Tristain. Thanks to her standing directly in front of the television with her hands on her hips. The Man of Liberty found his eyes scrolling up a bit. As he waved briefly.

DAMIEN KINGSTON: Have fun shopping? ... oh, and would you mind inching a little to the left. I'm trying to watch TV.

TRISTAIN KINGSTON: I'm not moving. Infact...

She then takes the remote and turns off the TV before throwing the remote to across the room to the right of her. Damien found himself sitting up quite quickly as he could tell she was in a mood. Before he could say anything she was shouting at him.

TRISTAIN KINGSTON: WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU!?

He sat there with a puzzled look on his face when she shouted her question. Damien started to raise his eyebrow a little bit as if he was thinking back to what he could have possibly done in the twenty four hours that he had been done to upset her. Yeah, he was drawing a blank. He slowly started to stand up looking still super confused.

DAMIEN KINGSTON: Um babe... you know before you start yelling at me and what not. You might want to clue me in on what's got you upset. Cause I don't even have the slightest clue.

TRISTAIN KINGSTON: Does the name Jacob Anderson ring a bell?

DAMIEN KINGSTON: Uh... can't say that it does? Should it?

He shrugged his shoulders just a little. Of course he was trying to be careful because it was obvious he was treading on thin water, but he had no idea just how thin.

TRISTAIN KINGSTON: He was the child who won VIP access to SCW. The child that you called Retarded because he liked Drake Green over you.

DAMIEN KINGSTON: Oooooooooooooh Yeeeeeeeeeeah, him. Now I remember!

There was some slight nodding as Damien just made this face as if it wasn't a big deal only to let words come out of his mouth which was only allowing him to insert his foot into his mouth. Figuratively of course.

DAMIEN KINGSTON: Well, c'mon babe. Let's be fair here. Something had to be wrong with him if he likes Drake Green over me. I should be everyone's favorite superstar always - hands down.

Tristain's eyes grow wide as she slaps Damien across the face. Almost right away Damien grabbed his face where she had hit him. Boy was it stinging as he looked back at her. Not too pleased.

TRISTAIN KINGSTON: YOU are nothing but an egotistical asshole who doesn't know how to treat a child because you are nothing more but a child your self of the bully variety. I'm starting to wonder why the hell I even agreed to have a child with you.

There was some light rubbing against his cheek thanks to his hand. Damien looked at her with some pretty intense eyes as it was pretty clear he was pissed off at this point. Mainly for her putting her hands on him, but he wasn't going to lose his cool just yet.

DAMIEN KINGSTON: First of all, here's the warning I thought we'd never ever have... That was your first and last time you touch me like that. Don't do it again.

He slowly moved his hand away to reveal there was a red handprint on his face thanks to her hand.

DAMIEN KINGSTON: Secondly, I don't even see why it's that big of a deal? What I said to that kid and what I did doesn't even directly have anything to do with how I am going to be with our kid and I think it's fucked up that you think that.

All he did was shake his head a little.

DAMIEN KINGSTON: And yes. I'm an egotistical asshole Tris. I always have been and I always will be, I kind of thought that was one of the many things that attracted you to me in the first place... but obviously not.

TRISTAIN KINGSTON: Voy a ir a hospedarse en mi madre. Cuando o si decido volver gilipollas? Es mejor que haya una actitud ajustada.

With that being said Tristain turned and walked out of the room. Damien stood there still confused for a moment or two. She hit him with the spanish knowing that he knew next to nothing about the language. Not to mention knowing he found it attractive - yeah he was weird like that. Never the less Damien started to follow her.

DAMIEN KINGSTON: Okay, so that was your way to end the argument right? I mean we're just going to go upstairs and do what we always do? ... I'm confused here, woman. I don't even know what you said!

TRISTAIN KINGSTON: I'M GOING TO STAY AT MY MADRES!

DAMIEN KINGSTON: ... Yeah, not how I saw this working out.

In one quick swift motion Damien moved himself right past her. She couldn't nearly move as fast as she wanted to thanks to lugging around what many called the spawn of Satan aka Damien's child. He put his hands up to stop her from moving any further. He knew he was risking himself to be slapped again for getting in her way, but it was a risk he was willing to take.

DAMIEN KINGSTON: Look, I don't need all the extra stress on me this week going into one of the biggest matches of my career. I'd like to be able to focus on becoming champion without the extra bullshit on top of everything. Bullshit that's happening for no reason.

He looked to see that she was looking at him all wide eyed almost as if she couldn't believe he said that. Damien sighed and started to rub the back of his neck nervously trying to find the right words to say.

DAMIEN KINGSTON: Okay, that also came out wrong... but honest to God, Tristain. I didn't mean to upset you. I didn't think what I did was that big of a deal but if it's making you regret a child with me. Then clearly, I really fucked that up and I'm sorry, you don't have to believe me if you don't want. But I am sorry.

TRISTAIN KINGSTON: NO, you are going to spend a few days in this house by your self with out your little angel embarazada so you can think about what you did and why it was so wrong because I will be damned if our child grows up and acts like that. And never EVER come to me talking about stress hombrecito.

He was starting to come to terms with the fact that he might not get his way and might not be able to talk his way out of this one. She was stubborn as an ox sometimes and seeing as he really pissed her off this time. Yeah, she didn't appear to be backing down anytime soon. He sighed a little more.

DAMIEN KINGSTON: Tris, c'mon... I said I was sorry and you know me. I never actually apologize for anything, unless I actually mean it.

Not exactly the truest of words to come from this man and she knew it. However that wasn't going to stop him from pulling the only card that he had left in his deck.

DAMIEN KINGSTON: ... You know, I don't do well alone and you know, it's harder than hell for me to even leave your side when I have to go on the road. Don't do this to me, just because I made a mistake.

The New York Loudmouth looked her dead in the eyes before speaking three words that he knew could get to her.

DAMIEN KINGSTON: I love you!

TRISTAIN KINGSTON: SAVE your te amo. Bye Damien. Take the time. Think it over. in the end maybe you'll have the bolas to apologize to Jacob.

For a moment or two he just looked at her. Obviously this time he lost. She wasn't going to back down from what she had to say and what she felt she had to do. Even though it pissed him off and to be defeated. There wasn't shit he could do. He stepped aside and sorta of presented the floor to her with a hand motion.

DAMIEN KINGSTON: Well, do what you gotta do then Tristain.

She looked at him still very much irritated with him. Her look was more like a glare before she walked right on past him and made her way out the same door that he had came in. Damien just stood there looking at the door that she had walked out in before shaking his head a little bit. Clearly this is not how he had expected his night to end up going. Not even in the least bit. He shook his head before turning around and walking right back into the living room area picking his remote off the floor then flopping right back on the couch turning the TV on.

DAMIEN KINGSTON: Looks like it's just me and crappy reality TV for the night.

He tossed the remote off to the side on the couch and propped his feet up on the coffee table in front of him. Placing his arm behind his head there on the couch his attention went right back to this horrible as show. If tonight was any indication of how his week was going to go. Nothing was going to be an easy ride for him on his road to becoming the SCW Heavyweight Champion. Truth be told though he didn't expect it to be easy – despite him being as good as he claimed to be. However if this situation wasn't solved by the time this Sunday rolled around. It was going to have to be one of those things that he put behind him and to focus on obtaining the one dream and the one dream he had since he was a little kid.

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“MY TIME; MY CHAMPIONSHIP!”

¤ People Featured: Damien Kingston
¤ Location: New York City, New York – Old Warehouse
¤ Date: December 20th, 2013

Inside an old abandoned Warehouse in the middle of New York City, New York. Cameras opened up to feature the man that many knew around the wrestling world as the Man of Liberty; Damien Kingston. He was sitting there on the dirty floor just looking around the room. It's like he was taking everything in. He seemed so at peace and he seemed so familiar with the place. There was a good reason for that as his eyes soon fell onto the cameras before him.

Sin City Wrestling,

In 48hrs I come face to face with my destiny. I come face to face with my ultimate dream. I come face to face with the ultimate goal; the one goal that I have yet to accomplish. For those that aren't sure of what I am talking about. I am making reference to the SCW Heavyweight Championship. When I became a professional wrestler. All I ever wanted to do was hold a Heavyweight Championship and have my name etched in with the greats.

And here I am thirteen years later. I have yet to make that dream a reality. Sure, I have held some independent titles here and there but we know at the end of the day they don't mean anything. Yes, I was the NLWF Respect of the World Champion, but it wasn't their Heavyweight Championship. Although I did get a shot at the NLWF Heavyweight Championship twice and failed on both attempts to become champion.

There was some slight shaking of his head; obvious due to him being disappointed in himself. That was a painful memory for him to bring up, but he did so for good reason. After all as much as he was hated he always had a good reason for things.

See folks,

I can admit that I have had my faults and I can admit that I have had my fair share of failures. I am that asshole you call me every night. I am egotistical and arrogant. I'm a self centered son of a bitch. I am cocky as all hell but I have failed and it's those fails that make me better in the end. It's those fails that make me stronger. It's those fails that make me everything I am today. I learn from them and I grow from them. I could have given up a long time ago but I decided not too.

I could have given up when I started training at eighteen years old in this very building. Because when I got here I was told by my trainer that I didn't have that look. I didn't have that charisma. I didn't have that IT factor. He said I was wasting my time and he said I was wasting my money in attempting to become a professional wrestler. He said that I was never going to make it. He said that I would never get booked and that I'd never make it to the big show.

He said I would never get picked up and I'd never get signed to a major promotion. I didn't let those words get to me though. I used them for motivation and I used them to drive me. In two years tops I was wrestling all around the world for some of the biggest promotions in the world and against some of the biggest names in the world. As you could have imagined it shocked the hell out of my trainer and made him admit later on that he was wrong about me. Something that he should have realized long ago but took him many years to do so.

Kingston paused for a brief moment while he looked around the ring a little more. So many memories of his place. He put so much time and energy into his career in this very building. It ended up working out for him the best way possible but he was far from done at this point in his career.

But...

The one thing he always said that he has still proven to be right at this stage is the fact that I would never be the Heavyweight Champion in any company. That has driven me for years. It has gotten under my skin for years. It is something that just irks the hell out of me and pisses me off to no end because I know he's wrong and I know that I can pull this off. I know I got what it takes to be a Heavyweight Champion.

The first two chances I got. I failed horribly and I fell flat on y face over in NLWF. But I kept getting back up and I kept trying. I was getting closer and closer to finally pulling it off, but then the place went down due to the shitty ass owner. From there though I came over to SCW and I came over here to make it finally happen. I came over here to meet my destiny. I came over here to make it all a reality, but from day one I was held down.

I got distracted by losers like Casey which ended up taking way too much of my time. Then I got forced into teaming with him – which was complete bullshit. I could see that SCW didn't respect me. I could see Mark Ward and Christian Underwood didn't give a fuck if I was on the roster or not and that's when I took my leave of absence. That's when I went into retirement. That's when I went away to get my head straight for I knew I couldn't let myself be this guy that got held down forever and ever.

The frustration was there in his face.

Then...

Just like Batman in the night I had reappeared and I was gunning right for Kain. Something that I have done admitted that I did to get the attention back on me. Something that I did in order to make people see that I was the real deal. Something that I did in order to get my name out there once again and something that I did because I knew the only way I was ever going to start getting somewhere is by taking matters into my own hands and doing things big way. Obviously that's what happened you saw me defeat him at December 2 Dismember II.

But even destroying Kain and doing so in such a manner where I forced all eyes on me. It didn't do me any good. It didn't get me anywhere. It didn't play out for me. Not at all. Because once I beat him, it's not like anyone cared. Sure people were upset because they didn't want to see me win, but it wasn't enough to keep their eyes on me. It wasn't enough to keep them caring about me. It wasn't enough to continue to keep me in the lime light. Just like that people were back to forgetting about me and I had to react fast.

Which I did when I found out there was going to be an Open Battle Royal for the number one contenders spot for the SCW Heavyweight Championship. There was never a question about it. Once I heard that I knew I had to put my name in the mix of things and I knew that I was going to enter that thing. After all it became clear to me the only way that I was ever going to get into the main event and the only way I was going to get a shot at that SCW Heavyweight Championship is if I forced things to happen for me and that's where the Battle Royal came into play.

As much as it pissed you people off. You watched me run through the Surf Boys. You watched me work circles around Jon Dough and then you watched me toss your hero Ben Jordan out of the ring and onto his ass. Then and only then did you people finally truly begin to care because that's when the sick feeling set in that I was now the number one contender and now I was in a spot that none of you ever expected me to be in. I was now getting a shot at the championship that so many said I'd never get and the shot that everyone believed would never come.

Kingston was starting to push himself up at that moment from a sitting position into a standing position. He placed his hands inside his pockets and his eyes fell right back onto the cameras there before him.

And of course...

Not a single person believes I can win. Not a single person wants to me to win. Not a single person is on the Kingston Nation or on the bandwagon. Something that I expected and something that I always want to happen. Because I don't want sympathy from anyone. I don't want jock riders. I don't want anything to do with anyone, because I want to be the one that rubs it in. I want to be the one that proves people wrong and I want to be the one that gets all the glory out of things. That's exactly what's going to happen when I win the SCW Heavyweight Championship on Sunday Night.

But there is one thing stopping me from becoming the champion and that just happens to be Giani Di Luca. You know the guy that currently holds that championship. Also the guy that doesn't seem to be very fond of me. In fact it almost  appears as if he borderline hates me. I mean after all I've heard the things he's had to say about me. I've heard him trashing me in interviews. I've heard his ego flare up. I've heard him doubt me. I've heard him claim he's better than me. I've heard quite a bit in the last week. That's just the thing though. Always has been with him.

He paused stroking the facial hair on his face with a small smirk leading right into his next point.

Giani is all talk; and no walk.

He can talk a big game but when it comes down to actually backing it up. He chokes more than the Tony Romo in the 4th Quarter with the game on the line. Now I know that he first thing that's going to come out of everyone's mouth is the fact that he didn't choke against Goth and that he did get the job done against Goth. That he did beat Goth and that he did win the title so obviously he isn't a choke artist and that's where you people are clearly wrong and that's where you people clearly have no idea what you're talking about at all.

Here's the thing folks. Everyone gets lucky in life at least once. Sure you're right when the spotlight was on Giani and when he had his chance at the SCW Heavyweight Championship. He stepped it up and he took it home with him. But it had everything to do with luck. It had everything to do with the stars and the moon lining up at the right time. It had everything to do with a miracle happening for the Italian Stallion... at the same time everyone seems to forget that Goth is a charity case all in himself.

Goth has gotten lucky twice and brought that title home with him on two different occasions. Of course the luck eventually wears off like it will with Giani and then it'll just be a matter where their names are in the record books for being the champion but it's not like they actually good enough to be champion and it's not like they lived up to the standards. Trust me I know these things and Giani has that written all over him despite what his ego says and despite what his little friends are telling him behind the scenes when the cameras are off.

Kingston rolled his eyes a bit. It appeared that he knew and he had seen a lot more than what Giani might have thought and that very well could have back fired in his face.

Lies,

That's all you're being told Giani and you're letting it get to you. Of course why wouldn't you when you've got the infamous Spike Staggs in your ear aka the same man that didn't have what it took to stick it out in the long haul. So now he's off being a little manager type bitch. Of course you're letting a disgusting foul mouth little cunt whom acts like a two year old over everything aka Misty feed you lies and get inside your head. I mean she's a huge success around here. Of course when she has everything basically handed to her and when she's got it easy.

And of course you're listening to the lies of everyone else in that group because they are the ones that are going to have your back – at least until you are no longer a use for them anymore. Then when that happens they will turn their back on you quicker than shit and leave you to die with the wolves. Believe me I am someone that's been around this business for a very long time. I know how things work. I know how things go. I've been apart of it on both ends many different times. But I know at this moment I am just talking upon deaf ears. Doing nothing aside from wasting my time.

But I can tell you this much Giani and it should catch your attention. I hope that you are having all the fun in the world out there trashing me. I hope you're having fun saying that you're better than me and I hope you are enjoying the fact that you are doubting me and saying that I can't do something – especially when you're just a match away from proving you're a choke artist like I had just gotten done saying.. I say that because you're getting lumped into the same category as my former trainer and getting lumped into the same category as all those fans that boo me every single night.

He kept taking shot after shot after shot. He was burying everything that Giani was and everything that he stood for. With that being said though; Kingston did have a final message to deliver.

Clearly you people don't get it,

I thrive off of being told that I can't do something. I thrive off being told that I'm not good enough. I thrive off being told that I'll never do this or I'll never be able to do that. I mean obviously that's the case if I proved my trainer wrong in the first place about being told that I'd never make it into this business. Clearly that's the case if I'm still holding on to what he told me about never becoming the Heavyweight Champion of any company. I mean after all I am still very much out to prove him wrong. Of course though people like your kind don't seem to get common sense.

And along with that I can't expect someone that's a big dumb jock like yourself to even understand the smallest of things. It really fucks you over being from Jersey. I would say that I would forgive you for that, but you can't forgive and you sure as hell can't forget stupid. Nor can you fix it. So therefore I just have to chalk this up as a situation where I just have to make you pay for your ignorance much like I am going to make my old trainer pay for his ignorance. It's all going to come full circle right here tonight.

After all I just don't think you or anyone else for that matter understands how much that championship means to me and it's more than just being told that I can't win it. It also has everything to do with the fact that for the last thirteen years I have seen this business change. I have seen this business go from one of the biggest sports in the world to becoming something that no one even takes pride in – like most people won't even admit to being wrestling fans and that's because this business has failed so much with their changes.

He gritted his teeth just a little bit because obvious this was a big deal. It was pretty clear that this bothered him and it was pretty clear that he was unhappy with the direction that this business was going in.

Seriously stand back and look at things for a change...

This business used to have respect. This business used to have honor. This business had liberty and justice. But somewhere along the way in the last thirteen years it has lost everything that it was once. There is no honor, no respect, no justice, and no liberty. People take advantage of this business time and time again. People only get into this business for the fame and the fortune. People only get into this business to make money and that's it. It just gets under my skin and drives me insane.

That's why I have been on a mission for a long time now to restore respect, honor, liberty, and justice back into this business. I have been out to make this business mean something again. I have been out to get rid of the selfish cockssuckers that are only here to be famous. It's why I have been out to destroy those that only want to make a couple thousand bucks a year and then be on their merry way. That's why I am out to take control of SCW and to take that SCW Heavyweight Championship into my own hands as a hostage because when I do that. I know things will have to change and I know that I will be the leader in that change.

I might be the bad guy around here to everyone else because I want change and because I want to make this business everything that it was back in the day. I might be the bad guy because I want destroy those that make this business weak. I might be the bad guy because I'm the only one taking a stand and because I'm the only that's setting out do some good – despite not a single person seeing that. But you know what? I am perfectly fine with being the bad guy if it means that in the end I stand tall and in the end I make things right for this business. It's part of my destiny.

Kingston found himself pausing once again and this time it was for a good reason. For he was getting his thoughts together in order to deliver one final message and one that would stick out like a sore thumb.

Tell you what Giani,

You go ahead and let Pauly D, The Situation, Vinny, and even Snookie fill your head with lies. You let them feed your ego. You let them make you think and make you believe that you are better than what you are. Go ahead and buy into all the hype, but in the end it's not going to work out for you. In the end you're going to have to step into the ring with me on your own – even if you bring the whole Jersey Shore or NXT – whatever your calling yourself crew with you. You got to step in between those ropes with me on your own.

You've got to face the man that you decided to trash. You've got to face the man that you talked shit about. You've got to face the man that you ran your mouth about. You've got to face the man that you said wasn't worth a damn, who you said wasn't championship material, and you've got to face the man that you claimed that you were better than and that you could beat. Not only do you have to face me Giani, you've got to back up all the bullshit that you let spew from your mouth in the last week and then people are going to see what you truly are capable of.

And the only thing that you are capable of in this situation is getting your ass kicked. Getting it kicked in the worse possibly way. Rest assured Giani; I am not going to stop beating your face in until I am satisfied with myself for every little thing that you have said about me. I won't stop until I have justifiably proven to the entire world that what you said was bullshit and until I have proven that I am better than you. Like I said before Giani, I might not be from the Jersey Shore and I might not fist pump your face. However I am a loudmouth bold cocky and brass New Yorker that has no problem kicking your fucking face on my way to becoming...

THE NEW SCW HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION!

Kingston stood there with that evil little smirk spread across his lips. No doubt about it going into this match Giani was the favorite. No doubt about it going into this match Giani was the one that everyone wanted to see walk out with the championship. Going into this match Giani was the one that was going to be cheered and supported all night long. It didn't bother the Man of Liberty and it sure as hell didn't shock him or surprise him. He knew how this was going to go and he clearly knew what he needed to do. On that note Kingston started to walk forward until he had walked right on out of the cameras view causing the cameras to cut out to static and leaving so many questions unanswered.

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“JINGLE DEEZ BELLS!”

¤ People Featured: Damien Kingston, SCW Crowd, & Santa Claus
¤ Location: Las Vegas, Nevada – Gold Coast Casino
¤ Date: December 22nd, 2013

Finally the night had arrived. It was the December 22, 2013 edition of Climax Control. Inside the Gold Goast Casino there was thousands upon thousands of fans sitting in their seats preparing for the event. All week long people had billed this night as a historic night and sure enough that was going to be the case; especially with the huge Main Event that had been booked for later in the night with the SCW Heavyweight Championship on the line. All of the sudden though the arena lights began to flash colors of white, black, and silver as the opening gutair rifs to "This Is My Life" by Downstait began to fill the arena's speakers.

Instantly there was a reaction from the fans.  There was loud boos coming from every single one of them and that was something that had been completely expected seeing as the Man of Liberty was hated. Only a few seconds had past before DAMIEN KINGSTON came stepping out on the stage in his usual gear. He had a huge smirk spread across his lips as he dropped down to his knees there on the ramp before he reached up and pulled the hood back to his hoodie revealing his smirking face. Boos got even louder.

Justin:  Ladies and gentlemen. Introducing to you at this time from New York City, New York. He is the number one contender for the SCW Heavyweight Championship and happens to be the Man of Liberty; DAAAAAAAAAAMMMMMMMMMIIIIIIIIEN KIIIIIINNNNNNNNGGGSTTTOOOONNNN!

By now Damien had started making his way down the ramp. At the very bottom of it he stopped and looked around at the fans there in attendance once again. That smirk of his seemed to grow just a little bit as he nodded his head seemingly okay with the reaction he was getting from them. That's when he took a couple steps forward and pulled himself up onto the ring apron. He stepped through the ring ropes and quickly climbed the turnbuckle to the second rope. He threw his hands up into the air and shouted at the top of his lungs getting the crowd behind him a little more. A few seconds later he got down and walked to the opposite corner calling for a microphone. It didn't take long before was one got handed to him aleading to his music dying down. That's when he made his way right back to the middle of the ring with something on his mind.

DAMIEN KINGSTON: Still not liked here in Las Vegas, I take it?

That's when the boos got even louder. Kingston simply shook his head with that arrogant smirk of his.

DAMIEN KINGSTON: That's fine with me., because I didn't come here to be liked. I didn't come here to make friends. I didn't come here to have fans. I thought this was stuff that we had already gone over when I signed a deal with this company months ago. But it's been obvious to me for a long time now that you people just don't seem to get things – even when they are made perfectly clear to you. For whatever reason you've all got it stuck in your head that you're going to be able to make a difference. You've got it stuck in your head than anything and everything that you say matters. You've got it stuck in your head that you people can turn things around in order to make them exactly what you want them to be. Well newsflash per usual... YOU'RE WRONG!

As one would have expected the fans started to boo even more when he made those comments. No one wanted to be wrong, especially the fans. Here as of late though Kingston had been making them look like fools over and over again by proving them wrong.

DAMIEN KINGSTON: Take Decemember 2 Dismember II into consideration shall we? Every single one of you showed up or ordered the event on your television just for the sake of watching me lose. Not a single one of you seemed to believe in me. Not a single one of you wanted to believe that I had what it took to beat Kain. Not a single one of you wanted to believe that I could beat the holy piss out of him. You were all convincened that Kain was going to beat me and make me regret what I did to him. You were all convinced that your supporting Kain and cheering him on was going to be the thing that made the difference. Of course in the end I proved you wrong. I proved that your opinion means nothing. I proved that you couldn't change a damn thing. I proved that you can't make a difference. But more importantly I proved that Kain was no match for someone of my caliber.

The Man of Liberty paced around the ring with that smirk featured. It was rather clear he was proud of himself. He enjoyed that win he got over Kain. Maybe a little too much because it was something that he had brought up time and time again. Clearly it was the one win that defined him so far in SCW and he'd milk that cow for all it was worth as long as he could.

DAMIEN KINGSTON: And of course that pissed each and every single one of you off to no end. You all booed me out of the building that night. You people took it to twitter and took it to facebook. You ranted and raved all over the internet about the win that I managed to obtain despite me telling you all along that I was going to do just that. Then of course it goes even a little further than that. Because the very next week – right down the road at the Boys and Girls center. You people showed up to event with the same goals in mind. You wanted to boo me. You wanted to hate on me. You wanted to see me lose the Open Battle Royal match. You wanted to see me crash and burn – in a sense that I wouldn't be the one getting the SCW Heavyweight Championship match. All night long I heard the chants. I heard that hate and I heard those boos. I heard you people doubting me, but then what happened?

He looked out to the crowd as if he was going to get an answer, but all he got was loud boos and even a few hateful comments causing him to shake his head.

DAMIEN KINGSTON: I won, that's what happened. I out asted your hero Jon Dough. I outlasted your hero Ben Jordan. I outlasted those losers known as the Surf Boys. I stood in the middle of this ring with my hand raised high as the winner of the Open Battle Royal and the official number one contender for the SCW Heavyweight Championship. I did exactly what I said I was going to do and I did everything that you people said I couldn't do. It just went in one ear and out the other from the start – so of course when I was right. It was such a let down. It wa such a punch in the face. It was enough to shock every single person that was in that arena... but it wasn't enough to change your mindset sadly. It wasn't enough to make you see the error in your ways. It wasn;t enough to change anything at all when it comes to you people.

There was some more shaking of his head. It was pretty obvious that he was disappointed in them and he was disgusted by them. But much like he didn't care about them or their opinions. It was a two way street. They didn't care about him or his opinions to say the least bit. Kingston soon found himself leaning over the top rope a bit looking at fans right there in the front row.

DAMIEN KINGSTON: And If you don't believe me, I can prove it right here right now that you people haven't changed. I can prove that you people haven't changed your views. I can prove that you people are still stuck in your bogus mindset. Want to see me do that?

SCW CROWD: NO!

DAMIEN KINGSTON: Too damn bad, I'm going to do so anyway. After all each and every single one of you are puppets in the first place. Now, with that being said. Didn't you all show up here tonight to watch me lose to Giani?

SCW CROWD: YEAH!

DAMIEN KINGSTON: Every single one of you showed up here tonight to watch me fail at my dream to become Heavyweight Champion, am I right?!

SCW CROWD: YEAH!

DAMIEN KINGSTON: And every single one of you are just waiting to laugh your asses off when I am left laying in the middle of this ring defeated, isn't that correct?

SCW CROWD: HELL YEAH!

DAMIEN KINGSTON: Well you know what... GO FUCK YOURSELVES!

He shouted out at the top of his lungs as loud as he could while glaring out at as many fans as he physically could. His attitude just got him more boos not that it made a difference. That's when Kingston pushed himself up off the ropes and started to pace the ring picking up right where he had left off.

DAMIEN KINGSTON: You people couldn't be anymore wrong if you tried to be. The last thing I am going to do tonight is lose to an extra from the Jersery Shore television show. The last thing I am going to do is fail to become the SCW Heavyweight Champion. The last thing I am going to do is lay in the middle of this ring a broken man. No instead, I am going to crush Giani's face in when I kick it in. No instead, I am going to beat him within an inch of his life. No instead, I am going to walk out of here with that gold held high above my head and finally achieve my destiny. I will finally accomplish everything that I set out to accomplish years ago. Once again I finally restore liberty and honor back into this business when I take that championship into hostage. In fact, I'll finally make the SCW Heavyweight Championship mean something again!

Boos just rang out from every single fan sitting in their seats. They hated the idea as much as they hated him, but he was letting it roll right off his shoulders. That was just the thing. It wasn't getting to him. It wasn't having the effect that they were hoping that it was going to have and therefore that's what bothered them the most about things.

DAMIEN KINGSTON: But you know what? I've said this over and over again. I have done proven myself yet you guys don't take what I have to say seriously. You refuse to believe in me. You refuse to take my word. And seeing as I am sick and tired of wasting my breathe. I have decided to go out and find the one person that you people will believe. I went out and found that one person that every single kid here tonight believes. I went out and found the one person that would never lie and the one person that would make anyone a believer – even if they were the worse of doubts. So without further ado allow me to introduce to you my special guest for the next five minutes.

No sooner than those words came out of his mouth. There was a rather familiar Christmas song that started to play over the arena's speakers. That song just happened to be none other than “Santa Claus Is Coming To Town” and it got the attention of a lot of younger fans in the audience. Only a few seconds had passed before SANTA CLAUS was shown being carried out on stage by nine reindeer that happened to be pulling a sleigh. Santa was standing there waving to the fans which got an even louder reaction. They were cheering as loud as they could and with everything they had in them which was pretty much expected for the obvious reasons.

JUSTIN: Ladies and gentlemen, I'd like yoiu to put your hands together at this time. Making his way to the ring all the way from the North Pole, GOOD OL' SAINT NICK aka SANTA CLAUS!

By now Santa had popped on out of his sleigh and was making his way down the ramp. He shook hands with the fans a little bit before finally making it to the ringside area. He walked up the steps and then forced himself into the ring. Getting caught up on the middle rope briefly which caused Kingston to point and laugh. Thankfully Santa was able to recover quickly. Now that Santa was standing there in the ring with Kingston. The music died down and that's when the Man of Liberty moved in to stand right next to the white beared man.

DAMIEN KINGSTON: You know if you laid off the cookies fat man. You wouldn't have these problems!

He started to chuckle with that large smirk spread across his lips and as one would have expected. The fans booed heavily for his comments and didn't seem the least bit impressed by Damien's dick like moves, but it didn't matter to him obviously. That's when he brought the microphone right back up to his lips to go on with the point of everything.

DAMIEN KINGSTON: In all seriousness Santa, how the hell are you doing you chubby bastard?

SANTA CLAUS: Well Damien, I am...

DAMIEN KINGSTON: Yeah, that's nice. I decided that I don't care. Now with that being said I brought you here tonight for a reason. Isn't that right?

SANTA CLAUS: Yes you did but...

DAMIEN KINGSTON: No buts old man, no buts at all. I brought you here for one reason and that reason is to tell these people that they are wrong about me. To tell them that they are wrong about my abilities. More importantly I brought you here so you could tell these people that tonight I will defeat Giani in the middle of this ring and that I will leave with the SCW Heavyweight Championship around my waist... Now do it.

Kingston proceeded to shove the microphone right into Santa's chest as he grabbed the microphone and held it in his hand just looking at it for a second or two. Fans tried to will him on and encourage him to take a stand against the Man of Liberty. Santa hung his head low for a moment before lifting the microphone up and then looked out at the crowd.

SANTA CLAUS: Ladies and gentlemen. Boys and girls. Children of all ages. It was with a heavy heart that I have to ruin Christmas for each and every single one of you. For I have to tell you the truth and the truth is... the truth is... the truth is...

All of the sudden he stopped himself. It was quite clear that he was  struggling with what he wanted to say. It was quite clear that he has having a hard time putting everything into perspective. It was quite clear that he didn't want to say what he was meant to say. Kingston started to become very frustrated and quite quickly as he pointed at Santa. There was a sigh from Santa as he went on.

SANTA CLAUS: The truth of the matter is that right here tonight Damien is... Well, you see he's gonna...

He stopped himself again and that's when Kingston lost it.

DAMIEN KINGSTON: You better fucking say it. You better say it right this minute!

SANTA CLAUS: I can't do it Damien... I don't have it in me to ruin these people's Christmas.

DAMIEN KINGSTON: I swear to god if you don't tell these people the truth right this fucking minute. I willbeat the living hell out of you in front every single child here tonight and then expose to them that Santa Claus is not nor has he ever been...

SANTA CLAUS: STOP! ... Stop, I'll do it. I'll do it, just don't say that to them.

Kingston had this pleased smirk on his face as he seemed happy with the fact that he was getting his face. That's when Santa looked right back out at everyone as he stalled for a few seconds and that's when he lifted the microphone right back up to speak to the people.

SANTA CLAUS: You see the truth is that right here tonight Damien Kingston is going to find out that for the last thirty one years...  he's been on.... ... ... the naughty list!

Right away the crowd popped as Kingston swung his head around clearly in shock over what he had heard.

SANTA CLAUS: There was always a reason why I didn't bring you that My Little Pony you wanted for Christmas when you were five. There was always a reason I never brought you that Macho Man Action Figure when you were eleven. There was always a reason I didn't bring you those wrestling boots when you were eighteeen and that reason was because you were on the naughty list. You are the most self centered person to ever walk this earth. You are egotistical. You are arrogant. You are rude. And most of all you're what these people often refer to you as...

SCW CROWD: AN ASSHOLE!

SANTA CLAUS: Exactly folks... You might think that you are something special and you might think you're a God around here. You might think you can change the bussiness and that you can make it mean something again. You might think that you make a difference in SCW and in wrestling as a whole, but the truth is you don't. You never have and you never will. And you know something else Damien?! You cannot and you will not beat Giani nor will you become the SCW Heavyweight Champion here tonight or EVER at all!

Every single fan was on their feet cheering and showing their support for Santa Claus. Kingston was standing there all wide eyed as he was more than pissed off. That's when he lost his mind and charged forward:

KICK TO THE GROIN!

Kingston's kick landed perfectly in the nuts as Santa dropped the microphone and fell to his feet. Fans turned so quickly as their cheers became hateful boos. The Man of Liberty grabbed a hold of Santa's head and started to land punch after punch after punch just laying into him with everything he had. Boos continued to rain down on Kingston, but he was so zoned out it wasn't even funny. He grabbed a hold of Santa's head and then:

BRUTAL KNEE SHOT TO THE HEAD!

Santa was knocked unconscious thanks to that knee as the crowd watched him fall to the mat. They couldn't believe what they saw and continued to boo. At this point even some of the young fans in attendance were crying watching their hero get beat up. From there Kingston leaned down grabbing a hold of Santa and started to pull him up before putting him on his shoulders. Kingston looked out at the crowd with an evil smirk for a second or two before launching Santa off his shoulders.

FALLING FROM THE EMPIRE ON SANTA CLAUS!

Kingston drove Santa's head into the mat with everything he had before getting himself up to his feet. He looked down at the jolly old man laying there unconscious. It didn't take him very long at all to grab a hold of the microphone that was on the ground and lift it up to his lips as he just looked down at Santa.

DAMIEN KINGSTON: Big-big mistake you fat fuck. You will see. You and everyone else will see. I am the future of SCW and I will be the SCW Heavyweight Champion here tonight... NOW JINGLE DEEZ BELLS!

He let go of the microphone as it fell to the ground and Kingston proceeded to grab his crotch giving it a little shake to drive his point home while standing over Santa. That's when "This Is My Life" started to play over the arena's speakers a second time. Kingston looked up to see the booing fans and all the sad faces in the crowed before he stepped right over Santa to climb out of the ring. He walked up the ramp receiving a ton of hatred but he didn't bother to respond. It wasn't long until he was backstage as he had set the tone for the night and left everyone wondering what was going to happen at the end of the night. For now it was really going to be a night that no one would want to miss and a night everyone would be talking about for years and years to come!

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OOC;; I know that I lost, but this is what I came up with. Hopefully, at least it's an enjoyable read.

 

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“WHY DAMIEN WHY?”

¤ People Featured: Damien Kingston & Pussy Willow
¤ Location: Hollywood, California – Vanguard Grand Nightclub
¤ Date: November 24th, 2013

Climax Control was very much under way when the cameras cut to the backstage area. Upon doing so it didn't take them very long at all to notice the recently returning Damien Kingston walking the hall. He flipped his hood up over his head and he was walking down the hall with the Kendo Stick in his hand that he had savagely beaten Kain with a little bit ago. Out of nowhere though Pussy Willow appeared and she started to run right up to him in an attempt to gain his attention.

PUSSY WILLOW: Damien.

The self proclaimed Man of Liberty didn't even bother as to so much as look in her direction when she said his name. He just kept on walking looking forward. However as many have come to understand with Miss Willow is the fact she's determined.

PUSSY WILLOW: Damien, can I have a moment of your time?

He continued to ignore the fuck that she was attempting to speak to him. Damien had a way about him and it had been shown several times. When he didn't want to deal with anyone and when he didn't want to be bothered. He was pretty damn good at ignoring them. However the frustration was building within Willow as she continued to get ignored.

PUSSY WILLOW: Please Damien just...

DAMIEN KINGSTON: What the hell do you want? Huh?!

PUSSY WILLOW: Well, I was just going...

DAMIEN KINGSTON: Just going to ask the same question everyone else is out there asking? Why did I comeback? Why did I come out of retirement? Or is it more along the lines of why did I beat Kain like the bitch he is with a kendo stick? Why did I choose Kain to make my comeback against? Why did I target him? … Why Damien? Why?!

By now the Man of Liberty had spun himself around and was looking her dead in the face. He had this scowl featured on his face. Although he didn't seem to pleased. It did appear that people were going to get some answers out of him and that was pleasing enough for those that wanted the answers.

DAMIEN KINGSTON: I'll be honest with you assholes. I did what I did tonight because I COULD do it and because I WANTED to do it. You see from the day I signed with SCW. I have done whatever I wanted whenever I wanted. Granted it's pissed people off and granted it's gotten under the skin of a lot of people to the point that they've tried to do something about it. Not a single person has truly been able to stop me as of yet. I have continued to run wild around here and nothing is going to stop that. Not even the big bad Kain – whom might I add I made look like a little bitch out there tonight.

There was a huge smirk spread across his lips at that moment when he made those comments.

DAMIEN KINGSTON: And you know something else? I did what I did out there tonight to Kain because I'm sick and tired of not getting the respect that I deserve. I am sick and tired of being overlooked. I am sick and tired of being held down time and time again.

PUSSY WILLOW: But how does that even make sense? You retired...

DAMIEN KINGSTON: I know what I did … and SCW played a huge role in me deciding to go into retirement. Here I was being a guy that's busting my ass off every single night I was in the ring. Here I was being a guy that was putting on five star matches. Here I was being the guy that was giving it everything he had and what was I getting in return? Not a single thing. I got overlooked for people like Kain. I got tossed to the side for people like Kain. I got denied matches and championship chances for people like Kain. I was denied of everything that I deserve for people like Kain and there's not a single person that can say that's not true. Because it's clear as clear can get.

PUSSY WILLOW: I am sure there's quite a few people that would disagree with you on that statement Damien. You weren't giving certain matches or championship chances because you hadn't earned them yet. You technically didn't deserve anything.

DAMIEN KINGSTON: Fuck you and fuck everyone else that has their little opinions. They don't mean shit to me and they sure as hell aren't getting you or anyone else anywhere. You people have all hated me since day one. Obviously you're going to say that shit and obviously you're going to deny me. But the fact of the matter is what I said is true and deep down everyone knows it. I mean if people like Aaron Matthews and Jon Dough whom have been on this roster a shorter amount of time than I was and they are getting title shots. Obviously, I was the one that was getting screwed over here.

He shook his head from side to side. Showing a little bit of disappointment, but at the same time from the way he acted and the way he was presenting himself. It seemed like the exact opposite of that. Almost like it was something that he expected in the long haul.

DAMIEN KINGSTON: With that being said I decided when I was going to step out of retirement and when I decided that I was going to return to Sin City Wrestling that I was going to make sure that I targeted the right person to make my point known. I made sure I targeted the right person to get my name back out there. I made sure to target the right person in order to make this company and everyone around this company understand that I meant serious business. Don't think it could be anymore clear than taking one of SCW's favorites, beating him with a Kendo Stick, and leaving him laying in the middle of the ring pretty much unconscious.

PUSSY WILLOW: Or what you did out there just might have ended up blowing up in your face. Kain isn't someone to take what you did lightly and rest assured he is going to be aiming to get his revenge. In fact there's a good chance that it could happen at December 2 Dismember II. Because no sooner than that attack happened. It was announced that you and Kain will face off at that very event in a .... Kendo Stick Match.

DAMIEN KINGSTON: Is that so?

PUSSY WILLOW: I didn't stutter and I wouldn't claim something that isn't true.

DAMIEN KINGSTON: Now that right there was nothing more than a lie. You've been lying all night long when it comes to some of the things that you've said about me, but at the same time I understand it. I'm not a "company" man and I'm not the one that signs your pay checks. I get why you've been trying to make me look weak and pathetic this whole interview.

PUSSY WILLOW: I don't have the time to stand here and let you make up things about me Damien. If that's all you're going to do then consider this interview over.

DAMIEN KINGSTON: Oh what are you going to do cry about it? And to be fair, I didn't even want to do this interview in the first place. You kept pushing it so in the long run you have to take what's coming to you. But let me just say this, you better go run back to whomever that made this match so they can run to Kain and deliver these words to him. Come that night I stand in the ring with Kain. I will bring SCW LIBERTY and I will bring Kain, DEATH!

Kingston smirked a little bit as he lifted the Kendo Stick that he had leaning against his shoulder and took a good hard long look at it. It was clear it was broken and cracked from the assault he unleashed on Kain. That's when Kingston looked back at Willow and the cameras.

DAMIEN KINGSTON: Guess, I better go find me another one of these before December 2 Dismember huh?

In a sarcastic manner Kingston started to chuckle as he walked off. It was quite obvious the man had no remorse for what he did. He had no remorse for anything that he said and he wasn't even the least bit concerned about getting into the ring with Kain. It was something that very much could end up ending badly for him or it could end up being what he had wanted all along. It was just a matter of time till we all got to find out firsthand.

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“MY KIND OF TRAINING”

¤ People Featured: Damien & Tristain Kingston
¤ Location: New York City, New York – Home
¤ Date: December 4th, 2013

Today was the day that Damien was trying to keep himself out of sight and out of mind. He had locked himself up in his “man cave” and was very much zoned in on his NBA 2k14 Game that he just happened to purchase with his new X-Box One system. It was his way of “training” for a match that he didn't exactly find that serious. In fact anytime he found himself getting ready to face anyone in Sin City Wrestling. He never felt the need to take it all that serious. No one on the roster compared to him as far as he was concern.

He happened to be driving Lebron down the court on the game when he could hear Tristain yelling his name. For a second he ignored it and not to do it to be an asshole. Hell not to even do it to be doing it intentionally but doing it because he was so wrapped up in the game but suddenly she got louder. He rolled his eyes towards the door before back to the TV as he hit pause on the controller. He removed his headset and got up from the chair walking over to the door.

He popped it open and looked around.

DAMIEN KINGSTON: What?!

TRISTAIN KINGSTON: DON'T YELL AT ME LIKE THAT!

DAMIEN KINGSTON: … Yes dear.

He shook his head a little bit before looking back towards the direction her voice was coming from.

DAMIEN KINGSTON: Seriously though, what did you need?

TRISTAIN KINGSTON: Don't call me dear and I just need you. You've been up there in your bat cave ALL day.

DAMIEN KINGSTON: Only because I've been training... I mean after all I've got this super big challenging match coming up n' shit...

Alright, he knew that she new better than to believe something like that. Especially coming from him. Never the less Damien walked out of the room and closed the door behind him heading off in the direction to where he had heard her voice. Sure enough there she stood in the kitchen. Bare footed and looking rather pregnant. He couldn't help but crack a smirk.

DAMIEN KINGSTON: Barefooted, in the kitchen, and pregnant... didn't know we were bringing that movement back babe.

TRISTAIN KINGSTON: Well, it's your fault so don't even start.

DAMIEN KINGSTON: Why does it have to be my fault? It takes two to tango woman.

TRISTAIN KINGSTON: Because everything else is my fault.

DAMIEN KINGSTON: I never blame you for anything, so that's not me saying that kind of stuff.

He leaped up on the counter top there by the fridge and sat there looking across the room at her. She might have started to fill out more due to the pregnancy but she looked as good as ever. Least in his mind and that's what mattered to him.

DAMIEN KINGSTON: Have I told you how great you look lately? Cause if not, I've been meaning to do so.

TRISTAIN KINGSTON: You have, but that doesn't mean i get tired of hearing it. But the reason why I need you Is because I need you to.... occupy my bat cave.

He looked at her for a split second with his eyebrow raised.

DAMIEN KINGSTON: Is this like one of those things that happened last night? You're in the “mood” and by the time I got upstairs. You were just like: “Nah get the fuck off me” cause... these mood swings babe, they be breaking my balls. Literally.

TRISTAIN KINGSTON: There was a reason for that, and you know what the reason was.

DAMIEN KINGSTON: Hey, I tried to wrap my game up with Benji but he kept talking shit and providing a distraction... but still that's no excuse to deny my pregnant wife of her needs. So, I apologize once again.

He pressed himself up off and off the counter standing there as he got a little closer just a couple inches from her face as he slightly tugged on the button of her t-shirt.

DAMIEN KINGSTON: So... gonna lead me upstairs there sugar?

TRISTAIN KINGSTON: I can lead you anywhere on this level, because if I lead you up stairs? I'm probably going to be out for the count.

DAMIEN KINGSTON: And that's just not something we can have...

With that being said he leaned in forward kissing her briefly just to give her a small taste of what could be coming her way in a matter of minutes. Depending on how this ended up going. He pulled back a little bit as he just happen to tug on her bottom lip with his teeth gently.

DAMIEN KINGSTON: Guess since this is kind of your domain there sweetie. Figured it's only right to let you choose the place before I invade said Batcave... by the way using super hero references like that. Totally hot, you just get me.

TRISTAIN KINGSTON: The day my father Odin banished me from Asgard, I was bitten by a vampire and had radioactive waste dumped into my eyes. To make matters worse, my mutant ability to control weather activated just as I was hit by a blast of gamma radiation. Nah, actually, I got this way by volunteering for the Weapon X program.

DAMIEN KINGSTON: You're such a smart ass sometimes.

He grabbed a hold of her waist and proceeded to lift her up on the counter top. Only to force his lips to crash against hers a second time. This time just a little bit more passionate than the first time before. As he felt her hands wrap around the back of his neck pulling him in. He pulled away for a brief moment.

DAMIEN KINGSTON: And this is just one of the many reasons why I love you.

TRISTAIN KINGSTON: What do you say after the mission, we kill all of those floating babies?

DAMIEN KINGSTON: Only if you intend on being a team player this time.

TRISTAIN KINGSTON: I do.

DAMIEN KINGSTON: Good... now shhhh. Batman is on a mission here.

He was able to get a little bit of a chuckle out of his wife as his lips found hers once again which caused the chuckling to disappear. Tristain wrapped her arms around the back of his neck as their kisses started become more passionate and deeper. It was quite clear where this was going to lead to and that was just the type of "training" Damien could deal with. It was actually a lot better than just wasting time and playing video games. Thing was the Man of Liberty better enjoy himself now. Cause in a few days there wasn't nothing about a Kendo Stick match that anyone could truly find enjoyable!

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“CANING KAIN”

¤ People Featured: Damien Kingston
¤ Location: Undisclosed Location
¤ Date: December 6th, 2013

Here we were just forty eight hours away from a huge match up featuring Damien Kingston and Kain for the first time. To many it's a match that a lot of people have wanted to see for a couple different reasons. However it was happening for a reason that no one wanted and it was going to be taking place in a stipulation that no one expected. After all it was Kingston that decided to kick this thing off when he came out of “retirement” and savagely beat down Kain in the middle of the ring with a Kendo Stick. In the end Christian Underwood and Mark Ward just had to the right thing which was book this match.

With that being said though the cameras proceeded to open up to what appeared to be an undisclosed location. It didn't take the cameras very long at all to feature Damien Kingston standing there in nothing more than his ring gear and his black zip up hoodie. He had the hood up as he rested a Kendo Stick against his shoulder. He reached up and pushed the hood off of him only to reveal that he had some rather intense eyes going as he looked directly into the cameras.

Finally the silence was broken.

DAMIEN KINGSTON: Here we are Kain. We're just forty eight hours away from facing each other in a Kendo Stick match. A match that all came about because I decided to make my return to Sin City Wrestling at your expense. All because I decided that I had enough with taking a backseat. All because I got fed up with people like you getting a rocket shoved up your ass and pushed to the moon towards hit that you don't even deserve. All because I decided that I was finally going to bring liberty back into this company.

There was a small pause as there was no true expression change in his face. It was all him and it was all business.

DAMIEN KINGSTON: Sure that's something that I had mentioned once before, but in the few months I was here in SCW. I found myself getting burnt out on wrestling. I found myself hating waking up in the morning to go to work. I found myself more annoyed than usual with people. I was snapping in parking lots and snapping in airports. I basically had grown to hate professional wrestling. Why? I couldn't even begin to put my finger on it. Just know that it had a lot to do with things that I had seen take place in this company. It had a lot to do with things I was seeing in other companies. It had a lot to do with the fact it was time for me to just take a break.

He wasn't the first person that needed to take a break and he wouldn't be the last person to ever do so either. Only difference is he was the only person that took a break for the right reasons and then turned around to come back stronger than when he had left. Just no one was going to give him credit for that as long as they could avoid it.

DAMIEN KINGSTON: And that break did wonders. Because it opened my eyes up to a lot of things and made things even more clear to me. It made me see that Sin City Wrestling has never respected me or my talents from day one. From the moment I walked into this company I found myself dealing with people that weren't worth my time and dealing with people that weren't even so much as worth me being in the ring with. I am talking about the likes of Casey Williams and so forth. It was never a challenge. It never did anything for me. It never made me reach down deep and pull out something great. Nah, it was just me going into the match and winning with ease. That's not how it works and I deserved better than that.

But it didn't end there though. Because I had to sit back and watch people like you Kain get moved into title pictures where I was getting curtain jerkers. Hell, even now when I look at things. Some shit hasn't changed. There's a double ladder match that's taking place to crown new Tag Champs and nearly every single person in that match is a newbie whom has maybe anywhere from two to six matches under their belt. Yet they are getting title shots right off the bat over someone like me that had given my all to SCW from the start – even while I was feeling burnt out. That just goes to show how things really work around here in Sin City Wrestling, but the good news is that's all about to change whether change is welcomed or not.

A small little smirk was starting to form over his lips.

DAMIEN KINGSTON: I knew that to begin this change and I knew to go in the direction that I needed to go to the point to start getting the respect that I deserved. As well as start getting the things that I deserve that I had to target you, Kain. I knew that I had to take one of SCW's Beloved Stars and put him out of commission. I knew that I had to take one of SCW's Beloved Stars and beat the living piss out of him to make people see who I am and what I was about. Now all I have to do is finished the job that I had set out to accomplish and that job just happens to be finishing you off for good. Trust me there might have been many men before me that have declared they were going to do the same thing, but I guaran-fucking-tee you haven't ever faced anyone quite like me before.

Those words were enough to stick out in everyone's mind. It no doubt was going to grab Kain's attention. Not that the Man of Liberty didn't already have the so called King of Kings's attention to begin with.

DAMIEN KINGSTON: I have done made it clear why I did what I did and sure that's going to be enough to piss off a lot of people. It's going to be the shit everyone agrees wasn't a good enough reason to attack you. It's going to be the shit that everyone says is the driving force behind while you're going to show up on Sunday with the intentions of kicking my ass. It's going to be the same shit everyone says is going to be good enough for you to end up beating me in the end. I mean let's face it shall we Kain? Everyone is dick riding you. Everyone wants to see you win. Everyone wants to see you give me what's coming to me. After all no one has ever liked me and I've always been the big bad wolf around here. Well it's time that you people come to the understanding that there's going to be no happy ending in this story.

You see I knew what I was getting myself into when I started this thing and because I knew what I was getting myself into. Because I was the first one to fire the shot heard around the world and because I was the one that made Kain a target. I already gave myself the advantage right then and there. Kain is always the one that gets the first jump off on things. He's always the one to do the targeting rather than being the one targeted. He's always the one that has the advantage in his favor from a mental standpoint and because he's so used to that and because that's not the situation he's in this time around. I know that he's going to struggle and I know there's not going to be much he can do to save himself. He'll try, but in the end he'll fail.

It was frustrating to so many people that supported Kain to hear Kingston sell him so short. Honestly though there was not too much they could do about it. It was going to be up to Kain to defend himself and up to Kain to make Kingston eat every word that he let escape his mouth but was that going to happen was the true question at hand. About that time Kingston swung the Kendo Stick off his shoulder and held it out in front of him.

DAMIEN KINGSTON: To think that this thing right here is going to be the deciding factor in our match Kain. We basically have free roam to do whatever we want to each other. There's no rules to this match aside from the fact that someone has to be pinned or forced to tap out and that Kendo Sticks will play a role in the match. The biggest role as I've stayed, but everything else is free game and I think that's the part that you don't understand. I have done proven I can beat your ass with a Kendo Stick and while I plan to cane you Kain – see what I did there haha. But seriously while that is still the plan I am going to take advantage of the match in it's entirety.

I am going to beat your ass all over the arena. I am going to use every single fucking thing I can get my hands on. It doesn't matter if it's a steel chair. It doesn't matter if it's a trash can, a cookie sheet, or even the fucking kitchen sink. You can bet your ass that if I find a table I'm going to put you through it. In short hand Kain, you're going to have your ass handed to you like never before. I will break bones if that's what it comes down to it. I'll tear limps and muscles to the point you can't stand if that's what it comes down to. Not to mention it's obvious that I'm already out for blood. It's going to be smeared all over the mat and then some. Your mistake was thinking that I didn't come prepared and now that's going to bite you in the ass.

He let a few chuckles escape his lips. It was almost like it was an evil laugh though and clearly said a lot about him as a person. It was painfully obvious that Kingston was going right for the throat of things. He was aiming to piss Kain off more than he already had and was aiming to get in his head a bit more before their match. After all it was playing a huge roll and was giving him the advantage he wanted. With that being said he had one final message to deliver.

DAMIEN KINGSTON: Funniest part about all of this Kain is the simply fact that you call yourself the King of Kings, but in the end you'll be the one BOWING DOWN before a TRUE king, BITCH!

For a moment or two the Man of Liberty stood there with that smirk of his featured before swinging the Kendo Stick up to rest against his shoulder. That's when he turned himself around and started to walk away into the darkness. Cameras stayed on him for a little longer until he had completely disappeared. That's when the cameras faded out to static and left the entire Sin City Wrestling world wondering what was going to happen when he stepped into the ring with Kain. Was he going to be able to make all his words come true? Or would Kain be able to stop him dead in his tracks? Guess there's only one way to find out which is turning into December 2 Dismember II this Sunday Night. Because after all it was bound to be historic.

 ¤ BREAKING AWAY
[ prologue ]

For the first time since Damien Kingston signed his name on the dotted line to work with Sin City Wrestling. He will find himself in the main event of Climax Control. Kingston wasn't originally booked, but it would have it that the former SCW Heavyweight Champion: Kevin Carter refused to show up still sticking to his claims that he has quit and has gone into retirement. Therefore they needed a man to face Drake Green in the main event.

Cue where Damien finds himself in the main event. Since coming to SCW the New York Loudmouth has been a thorn in the side of pretty much everyone he's been in the ring with. Up until last week Damien hadn't been beat, but thanks to the Man of Liberty walking out of the ring getting himself counted out. A loss that he handed himself, but still no one has been good enough to pin his shoulders down to the mat. Can Drake be that man?

Since coming to SCW, Drake has been nothing short of impressive. He's managed to bag some of the biggest wins of his career over some of the biggest names to ever exist within SCW. Drake has been on a roll despite not grabbing himself a championship. However one could only assume that he is slowly but surely closing in on being a champion. He could really put himself in that position with a big win here.

Never the less both men are in a position where they need a win. They need to break away from the rest of the pack and start getting themselves on the level they want to be on. Which one of these men are going to be able to string it all together to get that much needed victory? Be sure to tune in this Sunday Night in order to find out.

¤ NOTHING ELSE MATTERS
[ scene one ]

It was Tuesday morning and pro wrestling sensation / movie star, Damien Kingston found himself laying on the couch of his New York home. Just twelve hours ago he was involved in a Falls Count Anywhere match with Dark Spyder IV over at EWC. To say that he was sore was a complete and utter understatement. He was banged up and all he intended on doing for the day was relaxing. Curled up right there on the couch next to him was his five month pregnant wife Tristian.

Their morning consisted of the two curled up on the couch watching Tris's favorite show currently, The Sons of Anarchy. It was a decent show. Damien didn't have a problem with it, but he knew in order to get the show in its entirety. He needed to watch from the beginning till what was going on in this current season. Best way to do that was use their netflix account to catch up as much as it would allow them.

All of the sudden Damien's iPhone vibrated while making the usual notification sound. Tristian started to push herself up the best she could so she could get out of his way at least long enough for him to reach over and grab his phone. Shockingly he didn't and that had her puzzled. She just looked at him for a moment or two.

¤ TRISTIAN KINGSTON
Aren't you going to get that babe?

¤ DAMIEN KINGSTON
Nope.

¤ TRISTIAN KINGSTON
Why not? It could be important.

¤ DAMIEN KINGSTON
As far as I'm concerned there's nothing more important than the two of us spending time together right now. It's becoming rare that we do with my schedule. So whatever it is, it can wait.

He had a point their quality time together had been cut short big time and that had a lot to do with the fact that he was working for two companies rather than just one company. He was working a lot because wrestling was all he knew and with a child on the way. He wanted to make sure that they were more than taken care of.

If he wanted to spend more time with her. If this is all he wanted to do for the day and not be distracted by other stuff then who was she to complain about such a situation? Tris smiled as she laid back down and found her spot next to her husband. Damien's arm draped back around her as their hands found each other interlocking their fingers with one another.

With their attention right back on the television screen. Tristian started to speak to him as she had some questions. Ones that dealt with his career specifically – something that she wasn't too involved with because that was his thing but as a concerned wife and as someone that supported him there were times when she did have questions.

¤ TRISTIAN KINGSTON
Hey, if you don't mind me asking. You've been working a lot of dates for EWC as of late. What happened to SCW?

Damien kind of shrugged his shoulders a little bit.

¤ DAMIEN KINGSTON
All I know is I'm not the most liked guy in the company right now. It's apparently taboo to walk out of your matches when all you're doing is what's best for your career.

¤ TRISTIAN KINGSTON
So, because you walked out of the match. I'd assume you're on some kind of punishment?

¤ DAMIEN KINGSTON
I guess? Not that I really care, but that's the way it seems. I haven't been booked in two weeks. I haven't been given the chance to have any kind of air time at all. It's like they're doing anything they can to punish me and silence me all because I stiffed one of the golden boys of SCW. Well, it doesn't matter to me if Nick Jones is one of their best. It doesn't matter if he's a former two time champion. It doesn't matter to me he's a former award winner. Fact was he isn't better than me. He didn't deserve to beat me and before he got lucky I walked out to save my own career. If people don't like it. That's just too fucking bad for them.

Truthfully, Damien was no different at home than what he was when he was on television. He was an asshole all the way to his very core. He was blunt. He was honest and he truly didn't give a flying fuck what people thought about him. It was a quality that you either loved or you hated about him. Clearly it was something that Tris had grown to love about him, but it was something that the entire SCW had grown to hate about him.

¤ TRISTIAN KINGSTON
And you're just going to take their shit? That doesn't exactly sound like the man I married.

¤ DAMIEN KINGSTON
I wouldn't consider it a situation where I'm taking their shit Tristian. I just don't give two fucks about SCW or the way they run things. It's clear to me the place is biased as all hell. It's clear to me they only care about their 'veterans' and their 'legends' ya know the guys that are originals and have been there since the beginning of time. It's also clear to me that they are a big fan of whomever will kiss their ass and give them one of the best verbal blow jobs known to man... because I'm not about that life. Because I'm not going to do those things and because I'm not that kind of guy. They don't like me and that's fine, because I could care less about their product.

¤ TRISTIAN KINGSTON
Maybe I am missing something here hun, but if you're that unhappy with the place. Why stick around? Why go ahead and waste your time? Why not just quit?

¤ DAMIEN KINGSTON
Because quitting gives them what they want. If I just up and quit, they win. They don't have to deal with me anymore, but most of all if I quit. Then that means that exclusive big contract I got. No longer means anything. That means they don't have to pay me what they agreed to pay me. Not to mention it's just not that easy to quit and the way I see it if they don't want to book me. If they want to keep me off their shows and not give me a chance to be what I am destined to be, but they are the ones that have to continue to pay me. Either way I win.

Of course this wasn't one of those times that Tristian was going to understand his logic or his reasoning on the matter at hand. There were times before that had happened, but the one thing she had come to understand with Damien was the fact that he was a very determined man. When he felt he was right about something and when he felt that he had a point it was something that he stayed true to the entire time.

¤ DAMIEN KINGSTON
The way I see it Tris is eventually, they are going to smarten up and give me what I deserve. They are going to let me live up to my potential. They are going to let me take charge and become what I have always meant to be. Let me make their company mean something an let me make wrestling mean something again. Or they are going to miss out on the best damn thing that has ever walked through their fucking doors. I'm not bothered either way and I'm prepared for what could happen.

¤ TRISTIAN KINGSTON
Well, if you think this is the best option and the way to handle things. Then you know me. I'm going to support you know matter what.

¤ DAMIEN KINGSTON
It isn't a matter of what's the best option or the best way to handle it. As far as I can tell this is the only option and this is the only way to handle it. Believe it or not there's a lot of times in wrestling where situations like this come up. Like I said I know what I'm doing and no matter what I win in the end.

¤ TRISTIAN KINGSTON
Alright then Dames, but can you do me a favor? Pause this long enough for me to use the bathroom. This baby is kicking the shit out of my bladder right about now.

¤ DAMIEN KINGSTON
Sure not a problem.

He grabbed the X-Box Controller long enough to pause the show while Tristian pushed herself up off the couch and disappeared out of the room for the moment. Damien at that moment leaned over and grabbed his iPhone off the table that was sitting there in front of him. He unlocked the screen and brought down the notification tab to see that he had an email from the folks over at SCW.

After opening up the email on his phone. It was then that a small smirk started to spread across his lips. It was a smirk of achievement and a smirk of arrogance. Clearly whatever was in that email was a good thing and something that was working out on his favor. While looking at the email with that smirk all Damien could do was nod his head a little bit before letting a few words come out of his mouth.

¤ DAMIEN KINGSTON
Thought, you'd end up seeing it my way.

His nodding continued as he closed out of the email and put his phone right back down on the table. It would appear to him that he'd be going back overseas for the tour that was continuing within SCW. Only reason being was due to a match that he was placed in at the last second, but even though he was getting his way. Even though he was getting booked. Even though he was getting a chance to show his greatness off. He was going to make sure that he took his time and delivered a message to SCW that none of them would forget.

¤ THE LAST RESORT
[ scene two ]

In a few days Sin City Wrestling would continue their tour as their next stop just happened to be in St. Lucia at the Jalousie Resort Beach. With the next Super Show drawing closer and closer. Each and every week was crucial. This week was going to be a big one for a lot of people including the man that had deemed himself the Avenger of Pro Wrestling aka the Man of Liberty himself, Damien Kingston.

Reason being is Kingston found himself being placed in the main event of Climax Control as a last resort due to Kevin Carter refusing to take part in the booking. Now it'll be Damien versus Drake Green. A match up that will be taking place for the first time and a match up that without a doubt shows a lot of promise. Now with that being said over the last couple weeks Damien has been back in the states due to prior engagements.

Such as a match that he had in Chicago for EWC in which he managed to come out with a victory when he destroyed Dark Spyder IV in the main event of the evening and in a Falls Count Anywhere match to make matters that much more impressive. More importantly he was home due to his wife having a baby appointment. However when the camera crew that he hired to help him film his promo arrived. Damien was laid out in a hammock in his back year.

Damien laid there all relaxed like as his attention went to the cameras that were on him.

¤ DAMIEN KINGSTON
So now I'm the back up option. Now I'm a last resort. All of the sudden I'm the guy that is used when someone makes a mistake. Is that how it's going to work SCW?

He looked at those cameras as if he was going to get an answer, but we all knew that was impossible. Damien shook his head from side to side almost as if he was in a state of disapproval.

¤ DAMIEN KINGSTON
You kept me off the card last week which I could only assume was a punishment for me walking out on a match. Well allow me to clear it up for you. Nick Jones is a worthless piece of shit. He's not nearly as good as you people make him seem to be. He's not as talented as people want to claim. I'd know I was in the ring with him and I wasn't about to allow some muscle bound reject get a lucky win over me. All I did was save my career. All I did was do what was best for me. I didn't do anything that someone else wouldn't have done or hasn't done.

Of course in his mind he believed that he didn't do anything wrong. In his mind he did what was best for himself and his career but it wasn't how others were going to see it. Everyone would just view it as Damien being a coward. Not that he gave a damn about people and their opinions in the first place.

¤ DAMIEN KINGSTON
So I get 'punished' last week and I'm kept off the card. Then this week I wasn't even meant to wrestle, but then a few days ago. It's announced that I'm in the main event of Climax Control... but I'm only in the main event due to someone's idiotic booking. I'm only in the main event because I was a last option. I'm only in the main event because this place had no one to put in the spot. I'm only in the main event because someone by the name of Kevin Carter. Took his ball and went home, when he was “screwed” out of his championship. Sounds like to me the kid just didn't have what it took to hold the thing in the first fucking place.

For once people would likely agree with him on his comments. Based on the fact that Kevin wasn't the most liked guy in the world of SCW right now. In fact he was probably one of the most hated men in wrestling all because of what he did. Not exactly most honorable way to handle things.

¤ DAMIEN KINGSTON
Now I'm being used as a last resort, and you people expect me to just be okay with it? You expect me to just take the match with a big smile on my face and forget about the fact you've been holding me back, denying my requests, and punishing me over the stupidest shit in the world? I mean what would happen if I just told you all that I wasn't going to show up for the match? What if I said due to you not contacting me or my agent before you tossed me into the match that I wasn't going to take the booking? What if I did the same thing Kevin did and basically told the entire SCW to kiss my ass? You'd be up a shit creek without a paddle.

By now Damien had gotten to a sitting position from the hammock he had been laying in. He had folded his arms under his chest as he looked right at the cameras as he began speaking once again.

¤ DAMIEN KINGSTON
Then again Mark Ward and Christian Underwood would probably bust a nut all over themselves if I just up and quit. Because then they wouldn't have to use what little brain power they had every week to find another way to hold me back. I'm sure everyone else in the company would bust a nut all over themselves for me quitting because then that would mean they wouldn't have to deal with me anymore and that they wouldn't have to deal with me kicking their asses up and down that six sided ring every week... sadly for all of you. I'm not one to please anyone but myself and on top of that I'm not a coward like the supposed Main Attraction.

Even though Damien knew nothing about Kevin or anything about the situation involving the former champion. It didn't stop him from trashing him. It didn't stop him from completely and utterly burying the guy. Sure it was likely asking for trouble, but Damien didn't care about any of that. Not to mention he had done proven he could carry himself in the ring just fine when it came down to it.

¤ DAMIEN KINGSTON
I've got no problem getting in the ring with Drake Green – because I'm better than him. I don't have a problem taking the main event spot – because that's where I belong in the first place. I don't have a problem benefiting from one person's fuck up – because that's an opportunity for me and honestly that's one of the many things that makes the world of professional wrestling go around and around. So all of this is fine with me and in all actuality I look forward to it. I just hope that Drake is more than prepared for the match, because if he isn't. It's going to end very badly for him.

That trademark smirk of his began to creep over his lips at that very moment.

¤ DAMIEN KINGSTON
I could only imagine that with an audible being called a few days ago. Drake isn't going to have the time to prepare for this match the way he wants. Hell, I'm even confident in the fact that Drake didn't want the match to change in the first place. Not that I could blame him. If I beat a guy like Kevin in a singles match – a match that meant nothing and then he turned around to beat me in the SCW Heavyweight Championship match – in a match that meant something. I'd be looking for revenge. I'd be looking forward to the next time I had the guy in the ring. I could only imagine how disappointed Drake is that the match got changed, but welcome to the business kid. Shit happens.

Damien gave a small shrug of his shoulders as if it wasn't a big deal. Things in wrestling changed all the time. Nothing ever actually goes the way that it is meant to go. Something that people like Drake were going to have to learn to get used too. Damien had learned a long time ago with beating a veteran of the business and all.

¤ DAMIEN KINGSTON
See I'm no stranger to the way that Drake carries himself. I know that Drake might want to seem like the “good guy” and I know that he wants to appeal as a “fan favorite” but that's where I have issue with Drake. That's why I can't stand Drake. That's why Drake fits the category of being what's wrong with wrestling. He is no good for this business, because he's phony. He isn't true to himself. He isn't true to the world of wrestling. No, he's goes around trying to be this good guy and this fan favorite, but every time he turns around. You see him acting like an arrogant asshole. You see him acting like he's better than everyone else. You see him carrying this ego with him which tells me that deep down Drake doesn't want to be a good guy. He doesn't want to be a fan favorite. He is suffering from an identity crisis of some kind, and you know what? I blame you fans for his actions.

At that point Damien pushed himself up to a vertical basis. He stood there looking at the cameras as one could only assume that things were about to get a little more serious in the terms of the “promo” he was in the middle of cutting.

¤ DAMIEN KINGSTON
You people are constantly needy. You people are constantly wanting wrestlers that kiss your ass. You constantly want wrestlers that care about your every word and your every opinion. You want wrestlers that will do things for you rather than do things for themselves. Trust me I have seen it more than enough times and because you people are like that. Drake feels conflicted and clearly he doesn't have the balls or the back bone to tell you people where to shove it. But the good thing is Drake will never have to experience being conflicted ever again after our match. He's never going to have to worry about you people pressuring him and he isn't going to have to worry about anything aside from how he's going to make it from point A to point B from a fucking wheel chair!

That was going to grab the attention. Anytime made such a violent threat. Whether they believed it or not, it caught their attention and made them want to see exactly where things were headed. Even the arrogant Drake would have wanted to pay attention and see exactly where Damien was going with all of this.

¤ DAMIEN KINGSTON
That's right Drake. I plan on leaving you in a wheel chair. See you and everyone else continues to think I'm joking when I say that I'm avenging pro wrestling. You seem to not take me me seriously when it comes to the things I say about knowing what's best for the wrestling business. And that's exactly why I have continued to out smart every single person I have come across since I signed my name on the dotted line. You are going to be no different Drake and honestly, you deserve to be put in a wheel chair for the way you present yourself. You deserve to have your career ended for being a fake piece of shit. You deserve to have your face bashed in and your legs broken for thinking that you're better than someone like me. Drake, you deserve ever single thing that I intend to do to you on Sunday Night.

The wicked smirk that was featured across Damien's lips was starting to get a little bigger. That could only mean one thing really and it wasn't a good thing.

¤ DAMIEN KINGSTON
But of course all of this is going to go in one ear and out the other. You aren't going to take anything that I have to say into consideration. You aren't going to take anything I have to say seriously. You are going to let your ego do all the thinking and all the talking for you, and that's fine Drake. That's perfectly fine with me. I don't give a fuck one way or the other if you believe what comes out of my mouth. I don't give a fuck one way or the other if you let your ego write you checks your ass can't cash. None of that directly effects me. Especially considering the fact that I know how this is going to end and I know that everything that's coming out of my mouth is without a doubt the very truth.

He stood there nodding his head a little bit. Now that he had Drake and everyone else where he wanted them. It was time to drive the points home.

¤ DAMIEN KINGSTON
I mean think about it Drake, really think about it. Are you truly better than me? Are you truly as good as you say you are? I mean sure, you might have gotten some big wins over some big BUT have those wins gotten you anywhere? Has a single one of those wins set you apart from anyone else on the roster? Has a single one of those wins landed you anywhere at all? I think it's pretty clear what the answer is. I mean sure you could use the fact that you were one of the six men in the Six Pack Challenge at Summer XXXtreme II, but considering the fact that you choked. Considering the fact that you couldn't get the job done. And considering the fact that you didn't leave with the championship it doesn't mean anything at all. Needless to say Drake, it's all there in black and in white. You aren't better than anyone and that ego has done nothing aside from set you up for failure after failure. This time is going to be no different.

Some people more specifically Drake would hate hearing the brutal truth that was coming out of the Man of Liberty's mouth right about now, but in his mind it needed to be said even if he was kind of throwing stones at a glass house. He didn't see it that way, but then again he didn't care too either. With that being said Damien had some final words to get off his chest.

¤ DAMIEN KINGSTON
One night at time. One week at a time. One month at a team. Even up to one year at a time. This business has been further and further driven down a black abyss because of people like you and that's why I am here to stop it. If that means I've got to break your neck, take you out of wrestling, and leave you crippled for the rest of your life. Then so be it, but somehow someway I'm going to live up to my word and avenge the world of wrestling. That's why this coming Sunday at Climax Control. I'm either bringing liberty or I'm bring death, either way I still stand tall in the end!

For a second or two longer, Damien stood there with that smirk of his. At this point he had said everything he felt needed to be said. It was all just a matter of those words sinking into Drake's thick skull so he saw what was coming his way. Of course as Damien had already pointed out. He knew that Drake wouldn't take him seriously. He knew that Drake would blow him off and that Drake wouldn't take a single thing he said seriously, but that was going to be Drake's fault in the end.

Needless to say at this point anything that he said was merely just words. It was one of those things that anyone could blow off because it was just words. None of it would mean a single thing until the two of them found themselves locked up in the center of the ring together. It's been long overdue for these two men to square off and with their egos, people are going to want to see which one of them fails and which one of them lives up to the hype.

On that note the cameras started to faded out to static leaving everyone wondering and waiting for the main event of Climax Control. At least the one guarantee about this match would be the fact it wasn't going to be  match that anyone would want to miss and it wouldn't be a match that would disappoint in the least bit.

¤ THE WINNER IN THE END
[ scene three ]

Sunday had finally arrived and after being on a flight for nearly twenty four hours Damien Kingston had arrived in St. Lucia. It wasn't exactly the place he wanted to be. Honestly he wanted to tell SCW to shove it where the sun didn't shine, but because this was a spot that he wanted to be in and knew he belonged in. Because he was against someone that he wanted to destroy and remove from his business. It was something he was going to suck up and take care of.

He just happened to be walking into the building where the show was being put together and where the talent was going to be able to get ready. Not too far away from the Jalousie Resort Beach in which they'd all be competing on later in the night. No sooner than he walked through the doors and began his journey towards the locker room area. He was approached by the man in charge. Mr. Ward aka Hot Stuff.

Damien glared in the direction of his boss as he sensed this wasn't going to be a friendly meeting.

¤ HOT STUFF
A little late don't you think?

¤ DAMIEN KINGSTON
Excuse me?

¤ HOT STUFF
All the talent was here at one o'clock time, and here you are walking in the door exactly one hour before show time.

¤ DAMIEN KINGSTON
Still failing to see the issue here.

¤ HOT STUFF
The issue is that you should have been here at the same time as everyone else. You aren't any different than the rest of the locker room!

¤ DAMIEN KINGSTON
Actually, I am different. I'm getting paid a whole hell of a lot more than the rest of the roster. I'm a movie star. I've been places that matter – unlike the majority of people that are under contract and you know something else Mark? Maybe, you should have given me more than a few days notice about being booked... Better yet maybe you shouldn’t have thrown me in a match at the last second as a last resort. That's your bad. Not mine. Don't like what time I show up then do something about it. If not shut the hell up.

For a moment or two Ward didn't know how to respond. It wasn't every day that one of his talent told them to either deal with something by shutting the hell up or deal with something by doing something about it. Obviously though Damien wasn't like the rest of the roster and he wasn't afraid to say what was on his mind.

¤ HOT STUFF
I don't know who the hell you think you are, but you aren't going to talk to me like that. And as far as booking you last minute goes. I gave you a week's notice. You could have got here in more than enough time.

¤ DAMIEN KINGSTON
Again I don't work on your schedule Ward. I should have either been booked from the start or not at all. It's no my fault that you've got incompetent management that doesn't know what their doing or don't pay attention when their booking cards. It's also not my fault that you guys are so bad you've got superstars walking out on this place. I refuse to just be a last resort and this won't ever happen again.

Ward and Damien stood there glaring at each other. It was quite clear these two had their issues.

¤ DAMIEN KINGSTON
And I want you to know something else Mark. You might want to start to get your shit together. Because if you don't I can guarantee you. You're going to lose the best fucking thing that's ever walked through those doors. You lose me. You lose a ton of a money and you lose SCW ever being what you wanted it to be... there's only so many times where you can rely on the same jaborni's over and over again. It's time to smarten up.

With seemingly nothing else left to say, Damien pushed his way right on past the boss and continued his way down the hall. A lot of people would say that Damien was putting himself in a bad spot. A lot of people would say that he was setting himself up for failure. A lot of people would say that he's driving the nail in his own coffin but again it wasn't something that bothered him and it wasn't something he was too concerned with.

By this point Damien had reached the locker room area. He was on the verge of heading inside, but his attention was brought elsewhere when he heard someone call out his name. As he turned around to see who it was, he noticed he was being approached by none other than Ms. Rocky Mountains. Damien rolled his eyes a little due to him knowing what this was going to turn into – at least five minutes of him wasting his time.

¤ MS. ROCKY MOUNTAINS
Damien, can I have a moment of your time?

¤ DAMIEN KINGSTON
Why would you even ask like I had a choice in the matter? If I said no, it wouldn't make a difference. You'd still bug me till I gave you answers to your ignorant questions anyway.

¤ MS. ROCKY MOUNTAINS
There's no need to be rude here Damien.

¤ DAMIEN KINGSTON
Actually, there's plenty of reason to be rude. If you don't like it move your ass on down the hall somewhere. It's either that or get on with your stupid questions. I'm a busy man.

He stood there with this attitude about him. His arms folded under his chest as he just glared at her. There was a little bit of a sigh that came from Rocky as she proceeded to move forward with her interview.

¤ MS. ROCKY MOUNTAINS
Fine then, I was just wondering what your opinion is of the match you find yourself in tonight? It's the first time you've been in the main event and the first time you've been in the ring with Drake Green.

¤ DAMIEN KINGSTON
And let me guess that's supposed to mean something to me? The first time I'm facing Drake Green is meant to be some type of accomplishment right? The first time being in the main event of Climax Control is meant to be some kind of dream come true right? I am supposed to treat this match like it's going to be the best match I've ever been in. Is that what you are trying to hint towards?

¤ MS. ROCKY MOUNTAINS
I'm not trying to hint towards anything. I was simply asking a question on what your opinion was on the match.

¤ DAMIEN KINGSTON
Well, it's a no brainer. I don't think too highly of the match. I think the only thing I can take out of it is the fact this place actually put me in the main event where I belong even though the main event around here doesn't mean a fucking thing. I could care less about the match. I could care less about who my opponent is. I could care less about SCW in general. I mean why would I want to care about a place that's treated me like shit since day one?

¤ MS. ROCKY MOUNTAINS
Now come on Damien, you don't really believe that do you?!

¤ DAMIEN KINGSTON
I don't say shit unless I believe it. SCW has treated me like a walking door mat since the day I signed my name on the dotted line. They have put me in the ring time and time again against people that weren't worthy my time and against people that had no right being in the ring with someone of my statue. On top of that they have been punishing me for the stupidest reasons in the world. Like a few weeks ago when I walked out of my match with Nick Jones. What kind of shit is that? And now they are booking me in matches at the last minute? Now they are booking me as a last minute resort when they realize they've fucked up and when they've made a mistake? Yeah, that's nothing but pure bullshit. Honestly, I am starting to think that coming to SCW was a mistake. It was a bad career move, but I'm not going to do what they want. I'm not going to quit. I'm npt going to back down because that's what they want. Rest assured, I know what I'm doing and I know how to make sure this all works out for me.

That arrogance about him is what made him so hated, but there was no getting the man to change who he was or getting him to change his outlook on the way things were.

¤ MS. ROCKY MOUNTAINS
That's clearly a matter of opinion. I wouldn't agree with your outlook, but then again my opinion doesn't matter anyway. Never the less, you do find yourself in the match tonight and while your opinion isn't very high on the match. Do you think it's going to be a match that you walk out with a victory?

¤ DAMIEN KINGSTON
What kind of stupid fucking question is that? I think I have made it clear since the day I walked into this company that I am the best this place has. It's a given that every single time I am in that ring I am going to walk out the winner. It should be clear that I'm confident in myself... tonight is going to have the obvious outcome. I'm going to go out there. Do what I always. Do what I do best. I'll drop Drake on his neck, pick up the victory, and take my ass on home.

¤ MS. ROCKY MOUNTAINS
In the interest of fairness though Damien, you can't just act like beating Drake is going to be as easy as you're making it sound. I might not be the guy's biggest fan. Some others might not be his biggest fan. But the guy is good and he's beaten some of the best that this place has to offer.

¤ DAMIEN KINGSTON
I was unaware that you actually offered your opinions. I thought you just asked questions and anything after that involved you shutting the fuck up, but to answer your ignorant question. Of course I believe it's going to be that easy to beat Drake. Everyone has it stuck in their head for some reason that Drake is so good. That Drake is so special. That Drake is so awesome and that Drake is the future of this business. Fact is outside SCW and outside of that other shit-hole ACW, Drake wouldn't stand a chance. He's only a favorite here. He's all buddy-buddy with management around here. Of course he's going to get the rub and of course he's going to be hyped up as something great... but I'm not like rest of the blindless sheep. I see and I look right through it all. Drake isn't that good and he sure as hell isn't in my league. And that's exactly why I'm not only going to beat him, but I'm going to snap his neck with my bare hands.

Ms. Rocky stood there looking at Damien for a second or two completely taken back by his words. It was a side to Damien that people hadn't seen before. A side that told people that he was fed up with shit and a side that told people he could go to a very dark deep place if that's what he chose to do. On that note though Rocky were continue the interview but it wasn't going to last much longer – not the way she wanted anyway.

¤ MS. ROCKY MOUNTAINS
That's kind of a big threat to go and make Damien...

¤ DAMIEN KINGSTON
And again you like everyone else don't get it. You don't understand. Your opinions are wrong. This isn't a matter of me making a threat. This isn't me making a bunch of statements to seem like a bad ass. No everything I say is the truth. Everything I mean and everything I say is who I am. It's you people that have constantly think that you know me and you people that judge me. Then you people are the ones that are always end up being let down, and blame me. Truth is I always give the heads up. You idiots just never listen to me.

¤ MS. ROCKY MOUNTAINS
To be quite honest Damien, you don't give these people any reason to listen to you or any reason to believe in you. The way you carry yourself is all wrong. Have you ever thought about the fact that you act a certain way and the fact you carry your way the way you do might have something to do with the way your treated around here?

¤ DAMIEN KINGSTON
Since when does that make a difference? Since when does the way someone presents themselves give a company the right to hold someone back? Since when does it give a company the right to treat someone the way this place has treated me? When does that give a company a right to hold down a star? … Oh yeah it doesn't give them the right by any means. Everything they have done up to this point has been wrong and I could sue the holy hell out of this place for their antics but I won't stoop that low. Instead I'll keep taking their shit. I'll keep beating their stars into bloody pulps. I'll keep winning matches until I take the SCW Heavyweight Championship. Then and only then will their nightmare truly begin.

¤ MS. ROCKY MOUNTAINS
Well that's all a matter of opinion Damien. I still think you need to look at things a little differently, but at the end of the day it isn't about what I think. Never the less I want to wish you nothing but the best of luck out there tonight.

¤ DAMIEN KINGSTON
Wish me luck? Bitch, I fucking need luck. I don't need anything from you or anyone else around here in SCW. All I need is what I came into this shit-hole with. My talent and my drive. That's it. Soon enough SCW will regret ever doing the things they've done to me. Like I said before I'll be the one that wins in the end.

With that being said Damien turned himself around and headed right on inside the locker room door slamming it shut behind him. Clearly he had taken offense to the last words that she let escape her mouth. However it was what it was at the end of the day. Tonight was a night that was going to be all about Damien. It would be all about him proving himself once again. It'd be all about him putting another kid in their place. It would all about him overcoming SCW and their opinions on him. At least that's the way he viewed it and that's the way he was going to make it out to be. Now it was time to watch it all unfold before everyone's eyes.

 

[ ¤ ] STEP BY STEP
- prologue -

Anything and everything you do in life has a step by step process. Sometimes the step by step process was something small and only required two or three steps before getting what you wanted. Often times though it wasn’t that easy. Most things in life involved an elaborate step by step process before you got to where you wanted to be. That was something Damien Kingston was learning more and more every day as his quest to win the big one has led to him being on a 12 year step by step process to get there. Not exactly something he expected to take so long.

For the last year Kingston had traveled to companies such as ECWF and NLWF. In both of those companies Kingston made it known who he was and started to create a name for himself. However every time he got close to the Heavyweight Championship something prevented him from doing so. Whether it was the company closing or whether it was him getting screwed over. Never the less something prevented it and as one could imagine it didn’t make Kingston happy at any given moment it took place. It had him downright pissed off about it.

Well now that Kingston had come to Sin City Wrestling, he’s more determined than ever to make that lifetime goal become a reality. Only way to do so is by taking it step by step. His first step towards that goal was make himself known. He did that in his debut. Second step was to make sure people understood he was a forced to be reckon with and he did that in his first match. Then from there it seemed the company wanted to play games as they didn’t book him for two weeks and that’s when he took matters into his own hands.

He let it be known that he wasn’t going to be forgotten about or pushed to the side. He let it be known that he was going to achieve his goal one way or the other. He let it be known that he was determined to make it to the top and if he didn’t start getting the respect he deserved. If he didn’t get things to start working out the way he wanted then he was going to target none other than the bos himself, Matt Ward or better known as Hot Stuff. It seemed those threats were taken seriously as Kingston finds himself competing in his second match at the Summer XXXTreme II.

His opponent or as he’d put it his next victim is Casey Williams. Now Casey is a seven foot three hundred and seventy pound monster. No walk in the park by any means. Yet in the mind of Kingston there’s no giant that can’t be toppled and brought to his knees. With him being determined and with him being focused. Rest assured he’s going to do anything and everything in his power in order to bring Casey down. Will the Man of Liberty be able to pull it off? Or can Casey stop Kingston dead in his tracks? Find out for sure on August 18th at Summer XXXTreme II.

[ ¤ ] A LITTLE OF YOU, A LITTLE OF ME
- PEOPLE FEATURED: Damien Kingston, Tristian M. Kingston, & DR. Mary Johnson || DATE: August 9th, 2013 || LOCATION: NYU Langone Medical Center -

When you’re having a child every single appointment leading up to the child’s birth is important to a couple. Especially if it’s your first child. Today’s appointment for Mr. & Mrs. Damien Kingston happened to be a little more important than the ones they might face in the future. Both of them found themselves sitting in a room waiting for Tristian’s paternity physician to finally come in. Damien leaned against the wall tapping his foot against the concrete floor almost as if he was nervous about something. He happened to look over at her speaking to gain her attention.

[ ¤ ] DAMIEN KINGSTON: This is one thing I hate about doctors. They take their sweet ass fucking time before waddling on in here. It’s like they assume nobody in the world has anything else to do with their lives.

Tristian couldn’t help but smile letting out a breath full laugh as she turned to face Damien. He didn’t know why he was so nervous, it wasn’t like he was put on some sort of med bad paddle stool.

[ ¤ ] TRISTIAN KINGSTON: They have other patients to you know? just because you're you, doesn’t mean you are more important than everyone else.

[ ¤ ] DAMIEN KINGSTON: I am more important than everyone else. Da fawk are you talking about woman? I’m like the most important man in the world right now.

No doubt about it Damien could be and would be egotistical every chance he got in life. That’s not to say he meant it all the time, but sometimes he did. At the current moment he was in a joking manner. However their child meant more than anyone else’s as far as he was concerned. She couldn’t help but roll her eyes.

[ ¤ ] TRISTIAN KINGSTON: If that was the case you wouldn’t even be here, lets be honest.

[ ¤ ] DAMIEN KINGSTON: Har-har, smartass.

Before their discussion with each other could go any further than that. The door to the room finally came open and in stepped a woman the two of them were slightly familiar with. Based on the flew appointments before this one they had with her. Not being able to hold his tongue like he should have.

[ ¤ ] DAMIEN KINGSTON: It’s about damn time...

Tristian just gave Dame a stern look before tagging his shoulder with the back of her hand not hard just enough to let him know that was rude and she didn’t approve. He looked over at her just glaring a slight bit. He knew she didn't approve and often times it was that attitude that landed him in hot water because he didn’t know how to hold his tongue.

[ ¤ ] DR. JOHNSON: I apologize to keep the two of you waiting. Things do happen beyond our control Mr. Kingston. Never the less though, how are you Tristian?

[ ¤ ] TRISTIAN KINGSTON: Besides the slight scare we had, i’m doing pretty good.

She answered with a smile as the doctor sat at her desk and began the list of questions she needed to ask before every visit. allergies, discomfort, any abnormal eating habits, any smoking, does she feel safe at home. That one always made Tristian look at Damien with a slight smirk.

He looked at her shaking his head a little bit. It was the same look every single time and she always thought she was being sly with that smirk of hers. She just wasn’t as sly or as slick as she thought she was. That was something that was right up his alley. After the questions of the norm had finished off she looked at the two of them.

[ ¤ ] DR. JOHNSON: So, I would assume the two of you are pretty excited about today’s ultrasound?

[ ¤ ] DAMIEN KINGSTON: No of course not, we didn’t obsess about this all week long or anything. Cause you know we’re just parents that don’t give a damn.

Again he was being rude and that had a lot to do with the fact that he hated people that asked stupid question. Always had and always will. It was just a pet peeve of his.

[ ¤ ] TRISTIAN KINGSTON: Keep the attitude up, and see what happens!

her voice was very stern, one more outburst from Damien like that, she was tempted to kick him out of the room or not have the ultrasound done at all. For a second or two he just looked at her as he realized that she was being quite serious. Normally, he’d push her buttons because he could but today he wasn’t even going to attempt to go as far as he could have. He shrugged as he leaned back against the wall.

[ ¤ ] DAMIEN KINGSTON: Fine Tris, fine.

Johnson rolls over in her chair to the light switch and turns it off before rolling back over to Tristian who she tells to lay back and relax as she gets the ultrasound machine ready. Tristain lifts up her shirt, before reaching her hand out to Damien to hold, they were about to see their baby for the first time, no matter how small it was.

Taking a few steps forward pushing himself off the wall. He noticed her hand out there as Damien grabbed a hold of it. He felt Tristian’s hand and fingers wrap around his with a bit of a tight grasp. Their attention turning towards the scene as the doctor seemingly had everything ready to go. Damien himself didn’t know what to expect really but he was excited.

As Johnson placed the gelled liquid scanner wand over Tristian’s slightly risen tummy, there was a few statically like sounds before a black and white  image appears on the screen of a blackened area almost like a whole to cave with a single grey  peanut like shape on the the side of the wall. Reaching over, the doctor turned up the volume as a single heart beat could be heard within the little room they were in.

[ ¤ ] DAMIEN KINGSTON: Wow...

That’s all he could let escape his lips at the moment. Granted he wanted to say more. He was just so taken back and so excited literally he couldn’t say anything more. Never in a million years would one expect someone as tough as Damien and with his attitude would allow himself to be that shocked or that emotional over such a situation. However there was something about children that could make the toughest son of a bitch in the world weak in his knees.

He leaned in closer to get a better look at the screen with his chin resting slightly on his wife’s shoulder. Hearing the heartbeat of their unborn child just made the situation so real to him. He had accepted they were having a child before this moment, but this for whatever reason made it that much real to him. Trying to hold back what he felt like a possible tear coming on, he just smiled kissing Tris’s forehead lightly.

[ ¤ ] TRISTIAN KINGSTON: Can you tell what it is yet?

[ ¤ ] DR. JOHNSON: No not yet, but from the heartbeat I can take an educated guess if you’ll like.

He looked over at Tris raising his eyebrow a little bit. Hearing those words made him want to find out what it was although they would have months to go before they’d know for sure. At the same time he didn’t want to make the entire decision.

[ ¤ ] DAMIEN KINGSTON: You know that’s something we never talked about babe. Do you want to know what it is? Or do you want to wait till he or she gets here? I’m cool with whatever, but there’s a chance what she says now is going to be wrong later.

[ ¤ ] TRISTIAN KINGSTON: I know, but... I still want to know what the guess is, don’t you?

[ ¤ ] DAMIEN KINGSTON: Of course, I want to know the guess. I just wanted to make sure you didn’t want it to be a surprise or anything. You know how some people are.

[ ¤ ] TRISTIAN KINGSTON: Those people, are never prepared either. So what is your educated guess?

[ ¤ ] DR. JOHNSON: DR. JOHNSON: Well, from the heartbeat alone, I can say that it is leaning towards being a Boy.

Now whether or not a man would admit it was irrelevant to this situation, but deep down inside every man wanted to have a boy. Maybe it was because they wanted someone to carry on their legacy. Maybe it was because they found boys easier to deal with. Maybe it was something completely and utterly different than a normal reason. Never the less all men wanted a boy. Damien couldn’t hold back the smirk that formed across his lips at that moment as he looked at Tris.

[ ¤ ] DAMIEN KINGSTON: Educated guess or not, that’s good news right?

[ ¤ ] TRISTIAN KINGSTON: Don’t get overly excited, it’s just a guess. Though if it happens to be factual? I’m good with it.

[ ¤ ] DAMIEN KINGSTON: Pfft me? Overly excited? C’mon you know me better than that.

Of course he was going to play it off like he was just making a general statement. It was the exact opposite and he was pretty sure she could look right through it. Never the less to avoid too much of the conversation his attention over to their doctor. To ask a question that he felt was important.

[ ¤ ] DAMIEN KINGSTON: Now let’s say it is a boy, when are we going to be able to find out without a shadow of a doubt that’s what it’s going to be. Course, we don’t want to be unprepared or anything.

[ ¤ ] DR. JOHNSON: In about eight more weeks is when we can see the definite sex of the baby.

[ ¤ ] DAMIEN KINGSTON: That’s not too far away really, especially when time seemingly flies by.

Little did he realize he was giving himself a way majorly as he was all smiles over the news. Granted it was just an educated guess. It didn’t change the fact that he had tricked himself into believing no matter what in eight weeks they’d find out they were going to be having a boy for sure. The doctor began to put her things away giving Tristian a towel to clean off her tummy with.

[ ¤ ] TRISTIAN KINGSTON: I guess we should start picking out names, that should be fun.

Sitting up she put her shirt down knowing that no matter what their baby was going to have some comic book themed name there was no doubt about that.

[ ¤ ] DAMIEN KINGSTON: Bruce Wade if it’s a boy. There’s no arguments on that one. I win. Nothing like combining Batman with Deadpool. It’s an automatic win.

For a second or two Tristian looked at him like she was going to respond, but she knew this was going to be an argument that he was going to lose. She slightly shook her head and decided to remain quiet in the matter.

[ ¤ ] DR. JOHNSON: Alright then folks, I'll go set up the paper work for your next scheduled appointment and then you'll be on your way.

[ ¤ ] TRISTIAN KINGSTON: Thank you.

With that being said their doctor excused herself giving them a few moments of privacy. Those few moments was used up when Damien helped her up off the table as the two of them locked lips in a passionate kiss. Obviously this baby was bringing them closer and closer together. More than they ever expected. They had several more months to go but judging by the love they shared for each other and the overall excitement for the baby meant they'd be perfect parents in the future.

[ ¤ ] STATUE OF KINGSTON
- PEOPLE FEATURED: Damien Kingston || DATE: August 10th, 2013 || LOCATION: Statue of Liberty -

Today we were reporting live from New York City, New York. The home city of the Man of Liberty, Damien Kingston. However the setting for what was about to take place was out of the norm but not only was it out of the norm. It was downright historic. Our cameras revealed that they were standing right inside the Statue of Liberty. With that being said it didn’t take long at all for Damien Kingston to find himself standing in the cameras view. That smirk featured and all he looked directly at the cameras in order to begin speaking out loud and grabbing the attention of all the viewers that would eventually end up seeing this video.

[ ¤ ] DAMIEN KINGSTON: The Statue of Liberty stands for freedom. It stands for honor. It stands for respect. It stands for liberty. All for this great country that we live in. Because of what this statute means. Because of the story behind it. Because of how it effects this great nation. People don’t even think about questioning the Statue of Liberty. People don’t even think about disrespecting the Statue of Liberty. People don’t even think about crossing a line that is determined unhonorable. And to be honest that’s the way it should be.

There was a small pause on the end of Kingston, letting people take what he said into account.

[ ¤ ] DAMIEN KINGSTON: But this is what confuses the hell out of me and this is what pisses me off. I am the Man of Liberty to the world of Professional Wrestling. All I want is to bring respect, honor, and liberty back into the business that I love. I want to make the business mean something again. I want this business to mean exactly what it was meant to mean before people started to deface it, disrespect it, and show no honor towards it. Yet even though that’s my goal to avenge the business I love. You people don’t show me the same respect that you would show the Statue of Liberty.

Now this is where things would begin to set people off and set them off in a big way. For Kingston to stand there and imply that who he was and what he was doing for the wrestling business equaled to what the Statute of Liberty stood for was uncalled for and completely out of line - not to mention disrespectful.

[ ¤ ] DAMIEN KINGSTON: What I am attempting to do is no different than what the Statue of Liberty stands for. Yet I hear the boos. I hear the sly comments. I hear the disrespect. To be quite honest I’ve fucking had it. Because what I am and what I am doing is no different. It’s the right thing to do. I will not stop doing the right thing. I will not stop avenging this business until I have brought it to where it needs to be and until the respect, honor, and liberty has been restored back into the business. You can boo me. You can chant things at me. You can hate me all you want but it won’t change a damn thing.

He simply shook his head from one side to the other. In his mind there was nothing that anyone could say or do to him to derail the mission that he was on. Granted it was a mission that had purpose but the way he went about it was all wrong and that’s what people mostly agreed on.

[ ¤ ] DAMIEN KINGSTON: Which brings me to Sin City Wrestling. It would appear to me that Hot Stuff: Mark Ward and Christian aren’t too pleased with the way I carry myself, with the way I do business, and with the things that I have said. Quite honestly, I don’t care what they are or aren’t pleased with because as I just got done saying. I won’t change who I am or how I do business in the least bit. However it would seem to me they didn’t like my most recent comments at Climax Control. Thus why they have booked me against the Seven Foot Three Hundred and Seventy Pound Monster that is the Freight Train of Pain, Casey Williams!

No doubt Casey was big. He was tall. He was a powerhouse. He was a monster and he was someone that brought the pain. That alone was enough to make people fear him and want to run away in the opposite direction. Thing was Kingston was not like that and he never had been nor will he ever be.

[ ¤ ] DAMIEN KINGSTON: I’m not too sure what their goal was by booking Casey and I against each other, but if it had anything to do with scaring me. If it had anything to do with striking fear into me. If it had anything to do with attempting to make me piss my pants due to being afraid. Well, then allow me to go ahead and put it out there right now. I’m not afraid. I’m not scared. I never will fear anyone especially someone like Casey Williams. There’s no need to be afraid in my opinion.

Kingston still had that arrogant smirk featured as he simply shrugged his shoulders seemingly without a care in the world over the matter at hand.

[ ¤ ] DAMIEN KINGSTON: You can be bigger than me. You can be stronger than me. You can be this freak of nature. But you know the one thing you’ll never be Casey? You won’t be smarter than me and you sure as hell won’t ever be better than me. I am a professional wrestler. I know all the tricks and trades of the business. If I can’t beat you one way. You can bet your jolly green ass I can find about three to five other ways to beat you. That proves just how smart I am. That proves how much better I am than you. Of course though, I’m not an idiot. I know that everything I am saying is going to go in one ear and out the other.

Most of his opponents in the past didn’t pay attention to anything that he had to say. They all thought he was full of hot hair. They all thought that he was full of shit. They all thought he just talked to talk, but in the end they ended up suffering for their thought process. That very well could be the case this time around.

[ ¤ ] DAMIEN KINGSTON: That’s when I am sure you’ll take the time to point every little accomplishment you’ve ever had in this business. Accomplishments that virtually mean nothing at all. Because it’s been so long since you’ve done anything worth mentioning. On top of all that it wasn’t like the small bit you have accomplished was worth anything at all. Now don’t get me wrong I am sure it’s going to piss you off that I disrespected anything and everything you ever achieved, but that’s what I do. That’s who I am. I don’t respect those that aren’t as good as me. I don’t respect those that disrespect me. You don’t have to like it but you do have to deal with it!

He let out this sarcastic little chuckle escape his lips. Clearly Kingston didn’t think very highly of Casey in the least bit. That wouldn’t go over well with the Giant himself, but obviously the Man of Liberty had no fear of where his comments could end up landing him in a week’s time.

[ ¤ ] DAMIEN KINGSTON: Then when you realize that won’t work. You’ll go the ever so typical big man monster routine. You’ll talk about destroying me. You’ll talk about ripping me apart. You’ll talk about causing me pain. It’ll be the only thing you’ve got to go off of and the only thing that you’ll have to stand on. But honestly where is that going to get you when the reality sinks in that I’ve done said that I already have three to five other ways to beat you? Where does that get you when it sinks in that I’m not afraid of you or anything that you intend on doing? And what happens when the dirty work Ward and Christian sent you to do to me blows up in your face?

Kingston stood there tapping his chin while looking at the cameras. It was like he was expecting an answer that he knew he wouldn’t get at the very moment, and an answer he already felt he had. The one he was going to reveal to everyone.

[ ¤ ] DAMIEN KINGSTON: I’ll tell you what happens Casey. You’ll have your ass handed to you on a silver platter. You’ll virtually have no chance against me. You’ll learn the lesson that the bigger they are, the harder they fall. You’ll also learn that doing people’s dirty work never works out for you and it sure as hell doesn’t work out for them. You might try your hardest, but ultimately in the end Casey. I’m going to take you down. I’m going to beat you and I’m going to make you my personal bitch. Nothing you do or say will change the outcome of what is bound to happen. Again, you don’t have to like it but you do have to deal with it. Them are the breaks junior!

That seemed to be a common thing with Kingston. He believed that he was that good that anything he said and anything he aimed to do was going to happen. People couldn’t change it and couldn’t stop him. They had the right to not like it but it was something they had to accept because nothing else would change.

[ ¤ ] DAMIEN KINGSTON: By the time that I’m done with Casey. By the time that I go through everyone else that Ward and Christian throw at me. By the time I’ve made it to the top of the SCW Mountain and by the time I’m standing in the middle of the ring with the SCW Heavyweight Championship held high above my head. Sin City Wrestling is going to want and need to put the Statue of Kingston aka the Man of Liberty right outside their main office in Vegas. Because after all let’s face it? I’m the greatest thing that has ever stepped foot in this company!

Letting those words escape his mouth, Kingston stood there looking at the cameras with the said smirk for a short amount of time. He had said what he needed to say. He had said what he felt had importance and what was going to get the point across he wanted to get across. That’s when the camera view changed to a different camera that was on the ground looking right up at the Statue of Liberty. It got the Statute in all it’ beauty before the cameras faded to all black leaving people wondering and waiting what was going to happen when these two forces met in the middle of the ring at Summer XXXTreme II.