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« on: January 12, 2018, 04:19:30 PM »
THE CIRCLE IS COMPLETED
Narrator: Ladies and gentlemen...children of all ages...I have breaking news for you! The circle has been completed. What circle you ask? The circle that clearly links Daniel Morgan and Osbourne, also known as London Underground tag team, to the vicious attacks that were perpetrated against James Tuscini, Dmitri, and Pinky del Ferrando. Now that the circle has been completed to show London Underground were the attackers the only thing left for Unholy Alliance to do is to complete another circle which is to destroy London Underground and take possession of the Sin City Wrestling Tag Team Championship Title Belts.
We join James Tuscini and Pinky del Ferrando, along with Dmitri, in the dressing room of James and Pinky, located at the Gold Coast Casino in Las Vegas, Nevada. They are having a discussion about recent events with attacks after attacks on them and to discuss their upcoming Tag Team Championship match against London Underground.
James: Well guys we have come full circle. We were brutally attacked time after time and we couldn’t directly attach the attacks to any person or persons. We had assumptions who the people were behind the attacks but without hard evidence it is hard to make accusations.
Pinky: That cowardly attack by London Underground, by paying Casey Williams to brutally beat us down, mostly me by the way, proves that they were behind the attacks. At least now we can make direct accusations without anyone complaining we are falsely accusing others.
Dmitri: That’s the problem with you humans. Your human feelings and compassion always get in the way of logic and reasoning. From the first attack I’ve stated it was Daniel Morgan and Osbourne, London Underground, behind the attacks. You two kept telling me to chill out and keep silent as we shouldn’t be falsely accusing anyone. Well was I right as I said I was?
Both James and Pinky give a woeful look toward Dmitri and both admit he was right all along.
James: Yes you were right.
Pinky: You were right Dmitri. Sure glad I didn’t make a monetary bet with you on your claims.
Dmitri: Just listen to me and obey me from here out. I am not one to make things up. I’ve been around way too long to play games with others. I will meet up with you two at another time so I can tell you my strategy for our Tag Team Championship match. Until our next meeting you two be careful and keep looking over your shoulder. With the Tag Team Championship on the line there’s no telling how desperate London Underground will be to do things to try to stop us.
Dmitri stands up and he turns to leave the dressing room. He turns around and walks toward James and Pinky with his hand outstretched and we assume he wants to part on a handshake. Just as James and Pinky stand up and reach out their hands toward Dmitri we watch as Dmitri grabs both of them by their wrists and he pulls the two toward him. The three are cheek-to-cheek and Pinky and James are wondering what will happen next.
Dmitri: Don’t fail me boys. I’m giving you every opportunity to listen to me, follow my directions, and we earn the Tag Team Championship. If I thought for an instant that you two would betray me I would bite both your necks and drain your blood. I won’t do that to friends but if you cross me in this match and you fail me that might just happen when our friendship crumbles. Have I made myself clear?
James: Very clear.
Pinky: Crystal clear. Uh do you mind letting go of our wrists now?
Dmitri realizes he has an extremely strong grip on the wrists of James and Pinky and he quickly lets go of their wrists when Pinky utters that request. Dmitri turns and walks out of their dressing room and he quietly closes the door behind him. The cameraman returns his attention to James Tuscini and Pinky del Ferrando. The looks on the faces of James and Pinky are priceless.
WHEN DID YOU KNOW
James: Well damn Uncle that was a rather interesting and strange encounter. Time for us to fully lay ourselves in the hands of Dmitri and follow his directions. I know you want to go after everyone who attacked us, and I understand how you feel, but we have been directed to stand by and follow what Dmitri is telling us so that we accomplish what we are being sent into Full Circle Pay-per-View to accomplish.
Pinky: I understand also but it is damn hard to hold back when you want to beat the crap out of those who attacked you. I will follow Dmitri’s instructions but maybe I can hope for the best anyway. I can hope that London Underground totally fall apart and start attacking us outside of the rules and then we have full legal rights to defend ourselves. I can ask my friends to...
James: To do what Uncle? Dmitri just exposed you as a wannabe Italian Mafia guy. Why did you make all that stuff up? You could have just told me the truth instead of trying to trick me.
Pinky: Growing up as a kid in San Francisco I was treated as if I was worthless. Then the best job I could get was as the Door Man for the Mark Hopkins Hotel in San Francisco. Before I retired they sold the Mark Hopkins to another company and that company halved my retirement so that I get half the amount I should have gotten every month. People look down on me for working at a Door Man for the Mark Hopkins Hotel. Nobody took me seriously. When you took me on as your Manager in Wrestling it was, for me, a way to get noticed, to be somebody, and I jumped at the chance. I developed the Italian Mafia thing to give myself a little more boost. James even though the Italian Mafia thing was made up at least being your Uncle and your Manager is the real deal. Thanks. By the way when did you start to realize I wasn’t a real member of the real Italian Mafia?
James: Remember when you had to go on an assignment at a restaurant in New York and you thought it was going to be a “hit†on someone? Turns out it was nothing more than a publicity stunt on the part of Hillary Clinton to be seen with “regular†people in public. Then you had the incident where you had to “deliver†things and you thought maybe you were making a drug or laundered money delivery right? Turns out they assigned you to work the counter at Jimmy John’s to “deliver the goods.†And that one you had where they assigned you to “make a hit†and you were so sure it was a legitimate Italian Mafia hit on someone and what did it turn out to be?
Pinky: It was an assignment to be a special guest player for a Minor League Baseball team. I just needed to step up to the plate for my turn at bat and make a hit in the game and my contract was fulfilled.
James: So have you consummated any drug deals, delivery of laundered money, or put a legitimate hit on anyone for the Italian Mafia? No! I’m sorry that you had a rough life Uncle but we’re on top of the world now, you received the Manager of the Year Award in Sin City Wrestling, and you are about to be the Manager who helped arrange Unholy Alliance becoming Sin City Wrestling Tag Team Champions. Be proud of your accomplishments. Be yourself. Don’t try to be something you are not.
Pinky: Thanks, James, you are right and I need to be happy where I’m at in life and continue to move forward.
WE’VE COME FULL CIRCLE
James: So here we are Uncle. We’ve come full circle. The circle is complete and we are about to hold the Tag Team Championship in Sin City Wrestling. This should be an easy match for us. The only reason London Underground has looked half-way decent in their Tag Team Championship defenses is that they’ve only been required to face very weak tag teams. They’ve faced teams that were thrown together for no apparent reason causing two wrestlers with nothing in common trying to take on the Tag Team Champions. Then there are those teams that Unholy Alliance easily defeated and then a week or two later those Tag Teams we defeated we sent to face London Underground for a shot at the Tag Team Championship. What the *bleep* is up with that? We defeat every team thrown at us and we don’t get a shot at the Tag Team Championship but those teams we defeat get the shot instead of us? Talk about Management throwing such mushy softballs toward London Underground those softballs are softer than marshmallows. At Full Circle there are no more softballs being thrown toward London Underground. They get no more free passes by facing only weak and pathetic Tag Teams. They get hardballs in the form of myself and Dmitri and we are so damn hard we can cut diamonds with our hands. London Underground is in the record books as Tag Team Champions, and that can never be taken away from them, but when the entire world knows they remained as Tag Team Champions only because Management refused to send tough Tag Teams against them, then the truth is known to everyone.
Pinky: I will be at ringside and if there is anyone running in to interfere in the match, or to distract the wrestlers, they will be dealt with by me. I may not be an official Italian Mafia member but I do, in fact, have enough Whup Ass in my body to kick the crap out of anyone who tries to influence the match. We already told Daniel that Whup is, in fact, a valid word and it is in the Dictionary so now he realizes his mistake of claiming that Whup isn’t a valid word, his mistake is going to haunt him for the rest of his life.
James: I’m getting hungry Uncle. Ready to go out in town and get some food and drinks?
Pinky: You don’t have to ask me twice!
James and Pinky put a few items away in their dressing room before they are ready to go out for some food. They walk out the door of their dressing room with the cameraman following them. The camera remains focused on James and Pinky until they exit the Casino and hail a taxi. Once they are in the taxi and the taxi drives off the cameraman cuts his feed and our screen goes black.
A short pause and then we hear a familiar voice...
Dmitri: Humans are so stupid…
The words come from the mouth of the other half of the Unholy Alliance, as he is walking outside in the dark. Having the thoughts run through his mind of his one on two encounter with James Tuscini and Uncle Pinky earlier on. Shaking his head about what they had said and how Uncle Pinky was trying to still persuade them about his Mafia connection, what he never had. It angered Dmitri, it made him resent him. Yet he knows that James is fond of him, he himself remembers how he loved his family when he was human. He stops, he picks out an old fashioned amulet attached to a chain out of his pocket and opens it. He stares at what’s inside as the camera turns around and zooms in. showing two pictures. One very old of his family when he was still human. Very yellowish and barely able to distinguish any facial features. But to him he knows what the picture looked like and it is very important. The other is a recent taken picture of the love of his life, Damia whom is better known as Gothika. He sighs, remembering that they are close to become parents. How everything has changed over the time that he was in SCW, a time that is coming to an end.
Dmitri: You and our babies are now my family… along with our friends.
He hasn’t said the word yet of friends as he grinds his teeth, remembering the attacks from London Underground.
Dmitri: And what do you do when your “Family†is being hurt? You retaliate. You strike back to those where it hurts the most. And in case of the London Underground , it is their SCW tag team championships. I guess humans cannot help themselves making them more important than they truly are. Or should I just say, that ego takes a loophole with their own imagination?
He sees a light burning of James Tuscini’s Uncle's bedroom. Dmitri is curious what is going on, as he allows his vampire powers to cause him to float over towards his window. These powers he promised he would only use if it really was necessary, trying to live a near human life as possible beyond the wrestling ring. He stares over, he sees Uncle Pinky staring at a computer screen where Dmitri sees the face of Bertha while he is mumbling something.
Uncle Pinky: Ha!! Just a few more days and then you will see my nephew and Dmitri blast those scurvy London Underground fools teach them a lesson!! And take home the gold!!
There’s a moment of silence as Dmitri expects Pinky to finally turn off the screen as he suddenly sees him move closer to the screen with his face. He almost throws up at the sight of Uncle Pinky as he slowly floats back to the ground.
Dmitri: Like I said, humans are stupid.
Dmitri:I guess perspectives on life is what you make of it isn’t it?? people obviously point out to the things they feel are negative. It’s how you postpone your boredom isn’t it? It’s how you amuse yourselves over the misfortune of others. It’s quite interesting to see how easily you are distracted from the one thing that should have been on your mind for the entirety. But I’m sure fortunate that you wish to dig into my personal life and tell me how much I suck. Those are your assumptions aren’t they champs?
He closes the amulet and walks further, there’s a strong wind blowing through his hair as he stares at the darkness that is ahead of him. Covered up with the lights of Sin City, Las Vegas. Signs that causes your eyes to avert to bars, casino’s, hotels and so on and so on. Dmitri rolls his eyes as he really hates this place.
Dmitri: It’s sad though that you wish to place assumptions that would trouble a fool like a Travis Nathaniel Andrews. That I haven’t achieved anything as of late, trying to get under my skin isn’t it? It’s so biological determined that people all do think alike, it’s genetically determined long time ago that none of you look alike… and yet we are all created equally. It’s interesting to see it over and over and over again. I guess you could have offered the opportunity to do exactly the opposite what your job tells you to do isn’t it?
And yet, you didn’t. Why is that?
He grins, he puts his hands in his pockets of the jacket that he is wearing. He passes a small club. He enters it by pushing open the door and walks into a club where there’s only a few people dancing. He walks over to the bar and orders a glass of red and receives one. He turns around and sees the sign in the window that has caught his eye from the first moment and grins as he reads: “Nosferatuâ€
Dmitri: I should have told about this place to Damia, maybe she would have come also.
Suddenly his demeanor changes, there’s no emotion on his face and his eyes has changed to pitch black as coal. He closes his hands around the glass of red before lifting it up to his mouth and pours the remainder of the glass down his throat in one swift move. He shakes his head and turns around before staring into the eyes of James Tuscini.
Dmitri: Why are you here James? It’s not a safe place for humans. I…
Tuscini looks around and nods towards Dmitri to move closer while he looks around.
James: I know we have been friends for a long time, we have been tag team partners for a long time. I know that after this show our paths as tag team partners will probably go their separate ways.
Dmitri: Look, James...
James: Look, I know. It’s ok man. We have done everything that we both said we would achieve in SCW. Between us, every singles championship belt has been held by us. And nobody can take that away from us.
Dmitri nods, he looks around and sees that nobody is having any interest so far in Tuscini.
James: And all we have yet to achieve in this federation, is to win those SCW tag team championship belts. The belts that are being held by London Underground.
Dmitri: James….
James: Shhhh, let’s not get out of this moment alright?? It’s our moment! You see, people made fun of us. People disrespected us. They never took us seriously. They never understood the bond between humans and vampires is a bond that is truly Unholy. But we made it work!!!
Dmitri wants to warn James to keep it quiet as some vampires suddenly look over towards them, having caught the scent of a human being. Namely his tag team partner.
Dmitri: James… I…
James: Don’t worry, I know. I will follow your lead and together we will become SCW Tag team Champions of the world!!
Oh hi guys, anything I can do for you?
Dmitri sees James Tuscini stare at the eyes of three young vampires that are thirsty for his blood. Before James can react it is Dmitri that gets between them and bares his fangs, that are larger than any of the three vampires causing them to realize that he is far more powerful than them as they slowly back off.
James: Friends of yours???
Dmitri rolls his eyes as he takes Tuscini with him to a different place
The final nail
Dmitri: Do you feel lucky punks??
The words from the classic Dirty Harry movie, made famous by Clint Eastwood, echoes from the mouth of Dmitri who stands in a dark corner of the street, having a street light hover over him showing some of his features while the rest of him hides in darkness.
Dmitri: You may wonder why I am quoting this movie line that has been used over and over again. And I’m sure that at any given moment of time that everyone has even used it once or twice. So why the significance of this one time compared to every other punk ass kid that wanted to be like Clint.
Maybe because I don’t feel the need to be like him, maybe because I feel that I want to know whether London Underground feels that they are lucky or just that damn good. And I’m sure that when you look at the fact that you are holding those tag titles, looking at whom you have beaten, then that answer should be pretty easy isn’t it? And yet, I know that deep down inside you had to think about it before you answered that question isn’t it boys??
And why is that??
The light flickers, as if there’s a wire loose or the lamp itself is running on the end of its energy causing the shadow to fall over Dmitri and have him re emerge every few seconds as the wind blows his hair in front of his face.
Dmitri: You see boys, what I’ve learned from the great champs is that they resort to childish behavior when it’s time for it. But they know when to turn the switch when it comes down to the nitty gritty. Something that you of all people should know, but still.
You see boys, it’s the fact that this is your last supper in this world that would not have to enter your mouth through a straw has not sank into your brain hasn’t it? You do have to understand that I really don’t give a shit anymore whether you told Casey or the national guard to stop us…, because you can’t and you won’t. You won’t boys, it must be hard to comprehend the undefeated streak may come to a very abrupt end at the final show of the company. To think that you put everything on the line, just merely to play a prank on us. Is that what British humor is all about? To uphold a legacy that is beyond boundaries of acceptance that either you get it or don’t? Come on now, it’s not like you ever get the opportunity to walk into a room with the modern day version of Monty Python and survive the day to tell the tales of stupidity and laughter?
It’s quite simplistic to think that we are this close to enter comedy central and watch another tale come to an abrupt end at the feet of London Underground. Oh no…. when pride is at stake my friends, there won’t be any moments left to entertain the crowds. When the fact that you have had your opportunities to undo the things that you have done and yet fail to do so…, then it will be our moment to crack your skulls and watch you scream in agonizing horror.
Dmitri grinds his teeth, there’s a look of anger upon his face that slowly turns into the icy cold stare of calmness. Not allowing his rage to take over his mind.
Dmitri: No longer is the essence of it all what happened to Pinky and to us, the eyes are now set upon that six sided ring. The essence is where who truly wants it the most, the fact that I have yet to taste tag team gold, that I have yet to see the reality in your eyes that you know that you can beat us. Oh you can proclaim to the world so many times what is wrong inside the brain of the two men that oppose you, yet you haven’t come even CLOSE to do something that would really stop us. Only cowards hide in the shadows to strike, only cowards pay off others to do their dirty job. Only cowards hide behind excuses and skirts that are only knee high. And yet when cowards are locked up in a place where they cannot depend on others, where they cannot hide. They change into the beings that they truly are.
It’s like the tale of the wounded animals isn’t it? To suddenly find that extra strength to overcome all odds that is stacked against you and strike. Beating Travis Nathaniel Andrews and whatever partner he could find to scrub his back and fiddle with his toes doesn’t even come close to what we can do inside that six sided ring. Because their single handed brain cells could not think beyond the fact that they had an opportunity at your championship gold. Me and Tuscini have an opportunity to walk out as the team that ended your silly games. That has the opportunity to shove it to everyone out there that thinks exactly what you said to each and everyone out there. That we can’t do it anymore, because WE ARE SOFT?? WE ARE BENEATH EACH AND EVERYONE OF YOU??
I’m sick and tired to be overlooked, laughed at, spit at. I am tired of being ignored, never to be even cared about by those who are in the locker room. Those who know that they don’t stand a chance against me, those who know that they hate my single fucking guts. And you know what boys? After each and every single night that I get home, I get to walk into the arms of the one woman that gets me. To be held by the ONLY one in SCW that loves me. While the rest are just merely disgusted by their own lives and need to reflect it upon me. And you know why boys? Because they cannot handle the fact that they cannot accept failure, they cannot accept that I dare to be different.
You talk about me losing the world title? I pride on the fact that I have been the corner stone of this company even if it was for a few moments. I pride in the fact that I can look into your eyes and don’t care if you do beat me. Because in reality I have already beaten you. Of all the tag team champions that I have faced with my tag team partner, you two are truly at the bottom of the lake when it comes down to being the very best. Not even close to the likes Team B&J, not even close to the Jet City tag team combination, or even the Monstimals. And you know why tough guys? Because they were real, they had pride and they didn’t needed little fucking idiots to do their job. Am I pissed? Oh hell yeah I’m pissed. Pissed over the fact that my final match in this company has to be with two stupid pricks that disgrace those tag titles. But that’s fine with the likes of you isn’t it? Because when it’s all set and done, the cowards that you are don’t give a damn how you kept those titles.
But know this London Underground, you will regret the fact that you crossed our paths. You will regret the one single moment that you woke up and realized that you were alive. Because when me and Tuscini are through with you, you were wishing you weren’t.
Good fucking night
With that Dmitri walks off as the shot slowly fades.