Part 1 - Memory LaneThe Dragon: Well that looks…safe…The scene opens to The Dragon's Lair, Miami training base of Mark "The Dragon" Cross and Faith "The Future" Simpson, to name a few. Surveying their work are Mark and an unknown redhead, who appear to have jury-rigged their own version of an Ultimate X setup above the practice ring using ladders, planks and scaffolding. It looks like backyard-level-low-budget trash, and definitely not the epitome of good design.
Devinee: So let me get this straight, despite being one of the finest technical wrestlers I've ever seen, and even after you insist on flying around the ring all the time, ride chairlifts to the top of mountains with no seatbelts when you go skiing, then throw yourself down it afterwards...oh, and that time you jumped out of the back of a plane on a skydive, yet you find this scary?The Dragon: Yeah, that's basically it. Devinee: Look if you want to be Roulette Champion, this is all part of the game, the unpredictability of it all. You'll be fine when you get up there.The Dragon:I know I will be, doesn't make it any nicer to look at.Devinee: You know you'll be fine? I thought you were scared of heights?The Dragon: I am...look just because I'm scared I just choose not to let it hold me back from living my life, having experiences, you know?Devinee: ...OK you're strange. Let's do this.At this opportunity we introduce "Deadly" Devinee Delaney, the mystery Irish voice from the phone call a few weeks back. Also in her mid-thirties, she and Mark dated briefly in their teens, managing to keep the friendship going long after their relationship went down (spectacularly) in flames. With over a decade of in-ring experience, Devinee is a dangerous technical wrestler with a vast array of submissions, and her consistency has made her a great choice for tag team partner, where most of her career title success has come from to.
Devinee: I see why you didn't get...Faith to do this…Out of the three, Devinee was the most keen to keep her feet on the ground, as she gingerly climbs one of the ladders and ends up hanging, less than gracefully, upside down like a sloth dangling from a tree.
The Dragon: I know right, she'd have grabbed the belt and back flipped off by now. Don't you just hate that talent?Devinee: Little bitch...whoa… Devinee's foot slips a little from the cable, and she has to use core strength she didn't know existed to get it back in position before gravity took over.
The Dragon: When are they expecting you back in Japan, like 3 days right? Don't hurt yourself, you've got a tour to finish.Devinee: Don't think Galveston Island Wrestling will be impressed if their...whoa...star new recruit doesn't show up either…The Dragon: Are you really going through with that? You remember what they did to Faith, right?Devinee: The company didn't, Aspen and Alexis...look are we really gonna do this now? Can you wait until I'm on the ground?The Dragon: I just...I didn’t think you were serious...Much to the surprise of them both, a sudden snapping of cable sent Devinee rapidly towards the mat, clattering into Mark as they both went to ground in a tangle of legs and arms.
The Dragon: Ugh...Can you believe there was a time we used to lay like this by choice...Devinee: It wasn’t quite like this, besides that was 15 years ago, get off already…The Dragon: YOU FELL ON ME! Devinee: You haven't changed much since then...always gotta be right…The Dragon: And you're still a stubborn bitc...OW!As the pair both struggled to untangle themselves and get up, Devinee is able to free a leg, driving a boot hard into the shoulder of the Roulette Champion contender.
Devinee: Don't make me go and tell your Spanish senorita we used to date, bet she’d be a whooooole lot less comfortable knowing I was around...that'd probably mess up your plans right?. Yeah. You wanna put your nose in my business, I'll put mine in yours. At least then you have a reason to call me a bitch.The Dragon: C'mon Nee, don't be li…Devinee: You don't get to call me that.The Dragon: But I….Devinee: Nope. I struggled to understand what happened to us for SO LONG. I didn't get why you, with your fancy pants English accent and your perfect family life accepted me. Some little pikey girl, living in a caravan with her Mam and her boxer brothers while her Dad was in prison. I asked why anyone could love me, let alone you...but the thing is I was just a project to you wasn't I? I used to think I was the luckiest girl in the world, but as soon as I grew my own wings and wanted to take my own path you tried to drag me with you, because you weren’t quite there yet.The Dragon: I pushed you to try and make it as a wrestler…Devinee: Until it meant leaving the country to do it, and that wasn’t part of your agenda. I was going anyway. All you had to do was hold me in your arms and tell me you were proud of me.The Dragon: You didn't need that from me...Devinee: You’re right, I didn’t. But I wanted that from my PARTNER. It's taken me 15 damn years to pluck up the courage to tell you but you broke my heart that day. GIW? I was signing that contract anyway, because they wanted me.The Dragon: I never knew th...Devinee: You couldn't change teenage me, you definitely can't change my mind now. Just...don't pull this stuff with Faith. Or that Valentina girl for that matter. I get you want to help their careers but sometimes people just need you to be their cheerleader once in a while. Devinee wiped away a tear that was threatening to run down her cheek as she turned her back, pacing for the door of the gym.
Devinee: Great, I’m crying again...and I’m leaving…FLASHBACK - 26th June 2001 - Canterbury, England.It's a hot summer's day in Kent, a perfect chance to get out in nature and top up a tan. We are greeted by two teenagers laying under a tree, one with rather questionable dress sense, one with flame-red hair and a STRONG Irish accent (she grew out of it the longer she spent away from Ireland). The young Mark is idly running his fingers through the young Devinee's hair as they chat away.
Devinee: I'm gonna do it y'know...go tru withit…Mark:: Do you really think you can make it big out there, in America? I mean, I can hardly understand your accent half the time, what chance have they got over there?Devinee: And? They just gotta watch me wrestle not listen to me talk so they do.Mark:: Why do you need to go there anyway? It's not like the shows are going to be any bigger over there, it'll still be tough to get discovered...and if you go it'll be even harder to come back, it’ll be starting all over again.Devinee: I mean… You could just tag along, for the craic y'know?Mark: For the crack? Just drop everything and come with you across America? What about football?Devinee: Mark it's America...they call it AMERICAN football, clue's in the name?Mark:: I don’t stand a chance there Nee, too many high school and college kids ahead of me. I need NFL Europe, scouts have already spotted me playing here, I’ve got trials in a few months…Devinee: So what, I have to give up on my dream 'cause yours is here huh? Are yous even happy f'me?Mark:: I...I just don't think it'll be any better for you there…Devinee: I don't care. I'm gonna do it. If you're not gonna support me I'm...I…Mark: I'm sorry, I don't know if I can…There's a moment of awkward silence between the pair. The Irish redhead's eyes filled with tears a few seconds before her English partner wraps his arms tightly around her. This is where they stay for what seems like an eternity...until a fist struck Mark's chest. Then another. Then another.
Devinee: Get the hell off me…The blows kept coming, Mark trying to keep his grip.
Devinee: Mark...let...me...go….GETOFFMEEventually the girl managed to break herself free from his embrace, setting off at a march away from him.
Mark: Nee, wait!Devinee: Follow me and your NFL career is over. I'll break something you're gonna need I swear. Oh, and keep your fingers outta my goddamn hair from now on. Mark: Don't...Devinee: Prick.Mark: ...go….PRESENT DAYWe are returned back to the Dragon’s Lair. Mark is still sitting on the ring mat, the snapped cable now dangling behind him in the shot as he addresses the camera.
The Dragon: Sooooo yeah, we've been here before. I'm used to Devinee's hot-headed outbursts, and 99% of the time they're not aimed at me, but when they are, the whole thing seems to go from zero to a hundred real quick...guess that's what having a history with someone does for you.He shakes his head a little at the thought.
The Dragon: I don't have to make a lot of tough decisions anymore. Nice situation to be in. Generally I just turn up, train, coach or wrestle, then head home or back to my hotel. I can commit 110% to whatever I'm doing because those distractions that plague a lot of my peers I've long since been able to stamp out. Divorce hadn't been on the cards up until it happened a few months ago but in the end, it's one less plate to keep spinning, right? For Devinee and for Faith, I get it. They still need this sport to provide for them, which makes it so much harder to step back when you're so heavily invested in it. Does that mean I want it less? Or is it so much more powerful because this is my choice. Entirely mine. I’ve been in the same boat as them, when a tryout, or a match, or a job interview, is so important for how my life is going to turn out...that’s a lot of pressure. It’s paralysing. I mean, I wake up at 6am to train willingly. I chug down "meh" tasting protein shakes by choice. I add an extra few miles onto a training run because I'm feeling it and want to push myself a little further. There is no part of me that resents this, no small nagging voice in the back of my mind telling me I can quit if I want to, we'll find a way. The pressure doesn’t get to be, because what pressure? I could hang up my boots tomorrow and be fine.Mark pushes himself up from the mat to standing, now leaning casually against the ropes.
The Dragon: ...but I wouldn't be fine. I'd be bored. I wouldn't really know what to do to fill my hours, and being around it as a coach would just make me even more hungry to get in the ring with each passing day. Like I said a minute ago, I think this makes me an even more dangerous prospect. Each victory fills me with pride. Each defeat charges me with the desire to learn and improve. That's why I want the Roulette championship, and why I intend to do the division proud with the title in my clutches. Devinee’s life choices aren’t mine to make. They never were. All I can do is call it like I see it, offer a rational solution and explain my reasoning. I've been around this sport a long time now, I've given it my all, and I've experienced everything it has to offer. My views carry some weight. More often than not I turn out to be bang on right. I can't sign a contract, or tear one up unless it has my name on it. I can't win a match for someone unless I'm in it. That’s all on them. There’s only one person you can rely on in life, and that’s yourself. I back me 110%. If you want a safe bet for Summer XXXtreme, you should probably bet on me.Part 2 - Old School??: You sure this is how you wanna do it man?The Dragon: How’d you mean???: Y’know, going off on a rant against five guys? That’s kind of old school man, times changeThe Dragon: That’s how we used to do it, why change now???: Cool, well camera’s rollin’The Dragon: You know, I was starting to think this was going to be a wasted venture after the tournament defeat. We came here with such promise, and I really believed we were going to make a splash right then and there in the first match. That doesn't mean it's the end of the story though, and we both find ourselves with golden opportunities for a title. I wasn't ready to throw in the towel on that dream and while it didn’t go exactly to plan, I manaed to get my wish.Mark began to pace side-to-side, the camera following his every move.
The Dragon: This doesn't feel unwarranted though, honestly. Just because the tag team thing didn’t work out, that didn’t automatically make it a one-and-done kinda situation. I didn't come here to prove anything to anyone, I just came to give a good account of myself. The Fire Dragons didn’t get a title shot this time around, never mind, I made a name for myself as a singles wrestler. It’s how I got my biggest wins, took down the greatest names, won the most title belts. My past record speaks for itself, and victory against Barnhart was just a little bit of extra proof that I still have that in my locker. I've always been that guy that likes to go the extra mile. Besides, winning a title gives me an excuse to stick around longer, right? Even if it involves the odd double-duty.We follow as Mark walks out of shot momentarily, the lens following as he stops to a large Sin City Underground logo stuck to the wall, which he now stood next to.
The Dragon: It always was my plan to go back to Sin City Underground at the end of all this. The contract offer to stay here longer came as a bit of a shock. I’d be going back on words that I gave to several people, getting in the way of my coaching commitments, and it would feel like taking an opportunity away from someone that needed it more No, I'm not saying they're more deserving, before you jump the gun, I feel like I probably work harder and train harder than most of the guys that need to wrestle just to put food on the table, but when a guy with championship level abilities and championship level work ethic shows up, I can understand the interest in trying to keep them in the mix a little while longer. I think this is where the title shot came from. Only when you meet me first-hand, do you appreciate just how much I love this sport, and how much it means to me to still be a part of it. I haven't been around here long, but everything about me screams next level, and this is why it's up to me to bring that to Summer XXXtreme. I appreciate that opportunity for a longer stay, but I feel like if I don’t leave with a title in my hands, I’ll call time on the big show, at least for now. Talk about some extra motivation huh?Mark walks along a little further, this time stopping at an image of Griffin Hawkins, current Roulette champion.
The Dragon: Now Griffin Hawkins isn't stupid, probably one of the reasons he’s champion in the first place. He won't be writing me off as some jump from the development division, in fact he’ll respect every one of us that stands between him and the title belt.. For him my inclusion adds an extra danger man to the mix. I’m not the “put him in the match so he gets out of my office” guy. I’m not the “crashed out of the mixed tag division so let’s try some singles” guy. Or his angry brother. I’m a proven winner. I have a championship mindset and an unmatchable work ethic. I’m the challenger that nobody wants in their match, because historically, no matter the champion and their pedigree, they are probably telling themselves hey this Mark Cross guy could beat me. They’d be right, I can. I don’t envy the task Griff has on the Sun Princess. This is hardly a dream situation.When it comes down to multiple men in a ring, there are plenty of opportunists, who will try and bide their time, and let the others do the hard work, only to swoop in at the end. This is probably the typical behaviour of someone from the budget brand, from the very low opinion that many have had about Valentina and I since we came here. Let me just say to you all right here and now, that I fully intend to lead from the front in this contest. If I’m capturing my first title here, it will be earned. I will put my stamp on it, so that anyone who comes to challenge me KNOWS they’re in for an all out war to rip it from me. I will not wait for the opportunity to present itself fortuitously, that was already done when I got put in this match, and while it hangs there above the water, my job is far from finished.Mark moves along to the next picture.
The Dragon: In my opening comments, I pointed out that Griff isn’t stupid. I don't think the same can be said of...erm...Black Sexy Teddy (not Warren)-Steele...whatever his name is now. I wish I could live in the same fantasy land as him sometimes, where he lived in total denial about his time in Sin City Underground, and the match where I scored another victory against him the last time we squared off. That seems to have changed now, and his memory appears to have come back, but I mean, did he honestly believe the match didn't happen for a while? That’s a real talent if that’s the case, deal with lapses in confidence by just wiping the losses from your memory and starting a clean slate? I find that hard to believe. Deny it as much as you want, but you can’t hide from it. I know. You know. The fans know. Everybody knows...and for the second time of asking I will come out on top against you in a Sin City ring...pool...you know what I mean.Mark rips the poster away to reveal...another image of Teddy.
The Dragon: A leopard never changes its spots, no matter how much it may decide to change its name. If it were me? I learn from my losses. Embrace them. Each one makes me just a little bit better in the ring. A defeat throws a little more fuel on the fire. Teddy is what he is, and a chosen one, he ain’t. Teddy branched into wrestling before he’d fully mastered management, then took to spitting bars before he’d even scratched the surface on his ring work, and this is problem number one. I accept, Teddy, that you have improved. I watch your matches every week in fact. I believe you have the talent, and you seem like a good guy, but last time out I was still ramping up from a part-time schedule. I was a little more rusty than I would have liked. I’ll be in better shape too, and I have more footage of you in action now. I’m even more aware of your capabilities, and you look like someone still learning their craft. Good for you, it’ll happen soon, but don’t run before you can walk. You’re not quite ready for this. Be as persistent in your training as you were to get into this match and it’ll happen sooner rather than later.The Dragon: Next to Malachi. He seems to keep things short and sweet, so I’ll ty and do the same now. This man of few words has been gunning for a chance to get after his brother for a while by the looks of things, I have to wonder if he’s in this match for a shot at the title, or just to piss in Lachlan’s cornflakes like the good old days. I mean...option two works great for the rest of us. With any luck you’ll be too busy dunking each other in the pool to worry about influencing the contest too much. All I’ll say is this - Look at Hawkins. Look at me. Hell, with his persistence, look at Teddy! You have too many opponents in this match fully invested in the title. If you have anything else on your mind, you aren’t even in contention. I hope you can put it behind you and give us your all, but I just don’t see it.Along the Dragon moves one more time, stopping at Caleb Storms.
The Dragon: Caleb...music fan, wrestling fan turned Roulette Championship winning wrestler. I have to respect what you’ve been able to accomplish already at your age. I’m looking forward to seeing what you’ve got out there, especially since the wheel stopped at a match type that suits your wrestling style, bet you must be feeling pretty confident of your chances of taking the strap back. My only question really...what motivates you now? You got out of a bad situation at home, spend a few years doing what you love, with someone you love, won a few titles, have a seat at the table to have the chance at another...and it feels like this is enough for you. Better than being at home and getting a regular job, right? Well yeah, of course. But what gets you out of bed in the morning? What makes you work harder? What makes you want nothing more than the dub, and simply being in the match is no longer enough? These are my questions to you, because I don’t see it myself. You’ll turn up, you’ll be talented, but what about when you have to dig deep inside yourself for some extra mettle that you didn’t know existed? Will you be able to muster that up, or are you getting your hair wet? Mark shifts on again, this time Lachlan Kane is pinned up against the white brickwork, the last competitor.
The Dragon: Lastly, to Lachlan Kane. I guess one of the main reasons we wound up here in the first place, interestingly. I get to square off against you for a championship at Summer XXXtreme. It wasn't what we expected. I figured it would be Team Eggplant vs Fire Dragons in the final, with the no-hopers walking away victorious as you sat there regretting ever taking us for granted. Beggars can’t be choosers though, a different title, without someone in our corner to have our back, but the result could still wind up the same. You and your partner wasted no time in dismissing the Fire Dragons as some budget brand nobodies and you know what? I'd have been fine with taking my time off from Underground in peace, actually stayed put in Miami for a few consecutive weeks without flying off somewhere, but you guys had to pipe up and everything changed. I just want everyone in this match to know that they have you and Sierra to thank when they go home empty-handed, I mean that girl loves to give it on social media doesn’t she? I’ll clarify now though, I don't particularly have a problem with you. I respect you have championship quality in the ring, and I've spent the past decade being underestimated and overlooked for one reason or another. I've lost count of the number of guys I've put in their place over the years. I don't hate them for it. It just inspires me to bring it just that little bit harder, and this time I have five other days to ruin, not just one. It’s business, nothing more than that.Mark went to move on, stopping himself a moment as he thought.
The Dragon: I’ve spoken about this in the past, how I give my all in every single match, and every single training session, but every now and then an occasion comes along where a few extra percent are available to use. A title shot rising out of the ashes, one last chance to prove my worth here, that sounds worthy of a next level performance. Someone so vocal, so dismissive, standing as one of my opponents, after making me willingly give up a couple of weeks off to wrestle here instead...I’m fired up for this one. I didn’t have to be here, I chose to be. I wrestle because I want to. To the best of my ability. And at the highest level of performance. I have nothing to lose, so I’m leaving it all out there, and let’s see how far that takes me. History suggests there’s a high chance of me bringing this one home. Anyway, I’ve got a boat to catch. If anyone needs me I’ll be by the pool.Grabbing a pair of Ray Ban Aviators out of his pocket, Mark slaps on the shades and exits stage right as the scene fades to black.
Part 3 - DJ DragonWe are taken to a small backstage area of the newly opened Halo Club in Miami, Florida. SCW wrestler Mark "The Dragon" Cross can be found wearing blue Levi's and a black t-shirt with a white X on the front. It's a logo we haven't seen him wearing before in the ring.
Slung across his back is a slender black case, with a clean white "Near Mint" logo showing near the main waterproof zip.
He is joined a moment later by fellow wrestler Faith Simpson, who'd started giggling as soon as she'd got in eye line
The Dragon: What are you laughing at?Faith: Nice fanny pack, loser! The Dragon: It's not a...look, number one, it's on my shoulder, and number two, on the website they call it a tour pack alright?Faith: What do you even have in there?The Dragon: I can fit everything in here, my GoPro, cables, batteries, my passport, USBs with all my tracks on, headphones…Mark unzips the headphone pocket to reveal a flash of white with the distinctive "b" logo on the side.
Faith: When did you get Beats headphones?The Dragon: I've always had them, they're my DJ headphones.Faith: You have a pair of headphones just for DJing? I thought this was a joke…The Dragon: Faith I used to DJ in nightclubs back in England when it was all vinyl turntables and real records...I've been doing this longer than wrestling…Faith: Why didn't you tell me this!?!The Dragon: It never came up.Faith: I can't believe after four years I'm only just finding this out...if I didn't think this was gonna be totally embarrassing for you I'd have invited friends…The Dragon: Gee, thanks…Faith: Hey, Sarah! Where are you right now? Do you know where the new Halo Club is that's just opened? Yeah my friend is DJing tonight, come down, bring everyone!! Guest list? Yeah he can hook you up!The Dragon: He can't…Faith: Six? Yeah sure that'll be fineThe Dragon: It's just a trial!Faith: Look, leave that to me, just go knock em dead alright? So what time are you all getting here? Yeah he's amazing!! Honestly I don't know how he hasn't been at Tomorrowland yet, you're gonna love it...Faith’s voice trails off into the background as she moves off into the distance, on the hunt for someone able to grant guestlist privileges. Mark finds himself beckoned up into the DJ booth. With practiced precision, his tour pack is taken from his shoulder, headphones retried and plugged in, along with a USB drive for each of the club’s Pioneer CDJs. In almost record time he nods to the announcer.
??: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome to the Halo Club your DJ for the night...CROSSY! With a press of a button, the opening bars to Eric Prydz - Every Day fill the speakers, Faith’s blonde locks nowhere to be seen as she’s long disappeared into the crowd,