“When was the last time you tried your hardest to help someone overcome worries, fear, pain in their hearts. Or just have to sit down to someone whine all day long. About someone that is an asshole, that you trusted and then ran off with someone else? What does that make you? A saviour? A friend? Or just some idiot that always is there for others when they are in need. And when do they return the favour? Give me a freaking break”
A flashback to a young boy, a boy that later would turn into the menacing freak that is called Goth. He is sitting in tears, whatever the reason is unknown, even though like many other boys before him there could be many.
“I remember this night so vividly”
A voice can be heard talking about the boy in the flashback, a look back to the days of his misery. The days that created the figure that loves to hurt people for pleasre.
“A night where I was waiting for that one girl, the girl that promised me the world. And ended up with nothing… and just like many others out there like me.. they suffered the same deal. Being dumped for another and for what reason? Like that matters at that moment”
The tears flow from his face, he cannot stop the tears. He has ran away from his mother that tried to soothe his pain. Running to his room, locking the door and waited for the knocks to stop.
“I know that my mother meant well, but sometimes you just want to forget everything and not wanting to face the people that love you the most. Not wanting to face them in the most darkest hours of shame, how ironic that I wanted to be in my others arms at that moment. I just could not find the strength to push myself to do so”
The boy opens his eyes, his eyes are swollen by the tears that has flown for seemingly eternity. He is trying to say something, but the muscles around his mouth seemingly have lost every possible ounce of strength to make it move.
“mwhrrhmhnnmwww”
“What I wanted to try to say is beyond me, but I am sure that it wasn’t that I wanted candy…”
A chuckle can be heard beyond the vision of the crying kid. The laughter of an old and adult man that is looking back at himself when he was a kid.
“At that moment I was born, the mental scars opened up a new life inside my head. I mean seriously, how many times was I ignoring the voice inside my brain. The voice that told me to let him go, to stop to be afraid. To stop worrying, to stop being the little prick that I always have been. I was sentimental, I was influential and most of all, I was too scared of what others thought of me… how times change huh?”
Finally he allows his mother to come in, she embraces him in her arms and talks to him. Telling the words she always knew that would have soothed him in the past, but unfortunately the birth of the one meant the death of the other.
“Unlike Easter, the young boy did not die to come back a few days later. Oh no, it’s more like the death of the one and the coming of the Holy Spirit as the other… the moment that a burning flame would have been burning above the red/brownish hairs that I had back then. The eyes are often told to be the windows to the soul right? Just look to see if you still catch one in the innocent eyes of little boy Gerrit”
The camera zooms in on the eyes as suddenly the vision slowly decays, until we vanish into the darkness of the knight.
*present day – an interview*
We can see Goth sitting down with Pussy Willow, they are preparing themselves for an interview. Willow gets the nod from the crew that they are live.
Willow: “Goth, we are days from another big time fight. A triple threat tag team match for the tag team titles. But before we go to that match, there are some issues that I want to talk about”.
Goth: “Be my guest”
Willow: “First of all the Television championship match, you and The Spectre had a vicious match and you have had moments where you seemed like winning it. Unfortunately you came up short. How does that feel?”
His eyes stare a hole in her soul, he does not answer the question. But she gets the message as she stammers into her next one.
Willow: “Uhm, ok. I guess that does tell it all, next one. How do you feel about your stay in SCW so far? You have had some title victories, do you feel you have succeeded in bringing out the best out of you?”
Goth scratches his chin while thinking about the question, he decides to answer that one after a few moments.
Goth: How I feel so far? To be honest Willow, besides last week’s loss. I have been rising the last few weeks. To a point where I feel I’m closing in to the form I should be, I just have not reached the peak that I want to be at yet”
Willow: “How long do you think you need to reach that point Goth?”
Goth: “Why don’t you ask my opponents after this PPV? I mean, I am in a type of match where I feel right at home. A match where I am surrounded by lots of bodies, including a tag team partner that I finally can say I can trust. A tag team partner that does allow me to focus on just solely on my opponents. A nice change for once”
Willow: ”So you feel that Casper and….”
Goth: “All my tag team partners in SCW were a joke. They could not find it in their souls to put their ego’s aside to tag with someone they could not understand. Hell, I could tag with an ice cube and make it look good”
Willow looks amazed by the words that were flowing the lips of Goth.
Willow: “Wow, you never seem to amaze me with the confidence in your words Goth. Before I want to continue with you on tag team wrestling, there is an issue going on. Well make it two, that I want to talk about. First of all the whole Team SCW and Team Erick Staggs. Why did you decided to pick the team of the owners?”
His eyes close for a few moments, he puts his fingers close to his chin and thinks before giving an answer to Willow.
Goth: “Why I picked Mark and Chris? Why not Staggs? You know something? I picked Mark, because he was the first one that I came across. All I wanted was one thing and one thing only and I got what I wanted, unfortunately for that stupid referee I could not get what I truly wanted”
Willow: “So it was basically the first person that would grant you Kain, that you would offer your services to?”
Goth chuckles as he starts to shake his head saying no.
Goth: “Now wouldn’t that be too simple to think my pretty? You see, there is something beyond that what made me choose for them”
Willow: “And that is??”
Goth: “f you would allow me to finish what I was trying to say, then we would not sit here and answer one after another dumb question now wouldn’t we? You see, I’m a man that knows what it is to run a federation. I know the feeling of having a bullseye on your back all the time, because the entire roster does not like you. I know what it is like for them to have their hands in their hairs and wander what is next? It’s my way to show them how an owner takes charge in the heap of battle. Something that idiots don’t understand”
Willow: “Idiots like???”
Goth: “Now that would be question two that you wanted to ask me Willow”
Willow nods her head as she gets to her second part of the question that she wanted to ask him.
Willow: “We heard you at the show and you were mad as hell about one of your team partners in this confrontation between Staggs and team SCW. You felt being disrespe…”
Goth: “Disrespected is a small word that would only describe an ounce of rage what was going through my mind Willow, I had every right to question their integrity and their stupidity with that move. You see, they should know by now that when pressure is on and they need someone to break the tension, they go to me. Remember the big War Games type match I had a while ago? Where I singlehandedly eliminated almost the entire team of wrestlers that me and my partners faced against? I was the big dog in that match, I entered that cell first. And you know why? Because they needed a team player that does what I do best. Mutilate his opponents until they are easy pickings. And yet they go after Kain? I had to volunteer, the MVP of their team had to beg. I had to make a deal to get noticed, while Kain? Well let’s just say that Kain was playing soft porn games with his woman”.
Willow: “Soft porn games???”
Goth: “You heard me Willow, the always amusing and yet always coming up with the same boring words Kain goes and nurses his wounds. He flexes his muscles and likes to have his woman put on a show for him. A submission type show for him, where he can feel her body press against his in a fashion that he is…”
Willow: “Uhm, Goth. I do want to remind you that we should watch out what we are saying, this interview will be aired when the little kids are still watching you know?”
His eyes close as he is chuckling over what she has said, realising that his words could strike a nerve with conservative parents.
Goth: “I know, I must be a bad little boy huh Willow? I’ll change the words, to protect the innocent ears of the youth that are the future to this world. You see, I was preparing myself for the fact that I am going to battle, every week I am going to war. To prepare myself for that one fight, that one fight that is destined to happen. A fight that is strictly business, yet with a personal twist.”
Wilow: “Kain says you are obsessed with him”.
Goth bursts out in laughter, before wiping away some tears of laughter out of his eyes.
Goth: “How often hasn’t he said that Willow?”
Willow: “Excuse me?”
Goth: “Like I said, how many times that we have had this talk? How many times have I had to hear him say… I was waiting for you Goth, you made the challenge and I accepted. How many times has he heard what I have said, yet already written down his answers how he felt it should have gone? For instance, the last time we faced… I asked him why he has been eluding me? Hiding behind his so called tag team title defences. While I wanted him in a match, where he or I should bow down to the loser. In a hardcore type match, where he added the stipulation of weaponry… and yet, he needed time to fight tag team matches. Begging to Underwood and Hot Stuff to keep me away from that one match. Did you know how he reacted??”
Goth: “ I’ll tell you how he reacted, like I said before… he reacted to the point where he was waiting for me. Waiting for me to come, because I made the challenge. How does that answer the question of his tag team defences? It shows me he has had too many chair shots to the brain, that he could not understand clear English…”
Willow: “Well,…..”
Goth: And then we had our big match a while ago, not the match I wanted. Surprisingly not the stipulation I wanted, the business side of it all was once again eluded from our confrontation. He told the world once more he would kill me, yet we all see that I’m still alive. I’m still here breathing, or am I a zombie? Waiting to strike and eat some of your flesh? You see, he is a man. A husband, a father. A loving individual that has a temper problem, he has a short fuse and an even shorter…”
Willow: “GOTH!!!”
Goth rolls his eyes as he knows where she is going.
Goth: “Memory span. He cannot focus himself on that what is truly being said, just like what people often say when you read a book. Try to read between the lines, is it that hard to understand a mad man like me? Like the time that he understood, or so he thought of my evolution of a being… he said I was still the same Goth as I was, a coward… look Willow, I know that you are a reporter. I know that you are in this industry because you love it and you do your homework. If a man is in this industry, an industry that part trash talk. Trying to get under your opponent’s skin and the best thing you can come up with is that I’m a coward? Then tell me, tell me how far this individual has gotten in his trash talk 101 guide of success?”
Willow tries to remain serious, but she cannot stop showing a moment of a laughter after hearing the comment by Goth.
Goth: “I know, don’t try to fight it Willow. It’s the truth right? Another reason why I feel Kain is a moron, is the fact that he only sees half of the story. He has tunnel vision, I mean he can only see this far from his eyes”
Goth makes a box from his hands, as if he is holding binoculars. Showing that he can only straight ahead and only a part of what is in front of him.
Goth: He can come up with a small detail, a detail that his woman made a move on Sapphira. A woman, I say it like it is. I use the term woman to respectfully acknowledge the crying girl that is waiting for Kain to come home from whatever hospital that is near the arena. Because that happens to Kain every time he gets out of the ring after a match, it’s quite obvious that he got to watch a catfight and got excited. And what mortal man wouldn’t? Seeing two women getting it on in the heat of the moment. Calling Sapphira a term that female dogs often get from owners. How passionate you were Kain, I see you have come to a new phase in your adulthood huh? Try to get on the net Kain, try www.youporn.com. Then why don’t you type in Hot Lesbian Action? A world changer for ya buddie”
Willow: “GOTH!!!”
Goth: “What?? Oh excuse me, I should have not said that before discussing it with you that is. I’m sorry for that Willow. I just get that from time to time when people don’t see the big picture.”
Willow: “And that is??”
Goth: “The fact that nothing he could do was going to beat me, at the moment that he got himself disqualified was when I had him down for the kill. That’s right, I had you beat until that idiot showed up, an idiot that I took care off in my last tag team match, while you were treating your wife to a trip to Disney World. Some guy you turned out to be Kain… you see, I had a hardcore match with you. Then the week afterwards, I took out a former SCW world champion in a hardcore match. Then I had the tag team match and then the TV title match. And what did you got Kain? Some holiday breaks, trying to nurse your wounds and unsuccessfully I may add find some interesting lines to utter.”
Willow: “You have a point there Goth, he did not refer to what has happened when”
Goth: “When a crooked referee, took it upon himself to give us a double disqualification in a hardcore match where falls count anywhere. Gee, how many times did that happen in your life Kain? It sure was helping you a lot when you were giving Staggs the assuming thought, the thought that you were going to join him. Only to have your ego not allow me to be the only victor in team SCW huh? Good for you, you are just an idiot.”
Willow: “Well that being said, I just want to know. Is Kain right? Are you obsessed with the fact that you have yet to beat him in a match?”
Goth looks at her, his eyes are burning a hole through her soul.
Goth: “Am I obsessed by beating a man that I have so far not beaten in SCW?? Let us just look at that question and analyze the options of answers that I could give you Willow. Option number one is of course the easy way out. Just say yes, to some people it would make them assume that it would take a large some of weight from their shoulders. But life in itself isn’t that simplistic. Or you must have a name that is named Kain. Option number two is the obvious counter part no. But then again, you would be left with the explanation part of that answer. Because, let’s face it. Even the biggest liar in the world could just say no, thinking he got off the hook. But that does not explain anything now does it??”
Goth: “No, I need to choose for option three for that one Willow”
Willow: “And that is???”
Goth: “Option three is the fact that I’m raised by the mentality of two men that took me under their wing in the Global Wrestling Alliance. Two men that only demanded the very best from their men or women. They demanded the fact that when you sided with them, they only would accept the very best out of them. I slowly learned to think that every match that you are in, that it could be your very last. That you want to win all of them and why? Because you need to win it. But that does not explain what I want from Kain huh? But I’ll get to that part too.”
Goth: “You see, it’s quite simple. Kain has something that I want, that one thing will change eventually when I get what I want. That one match, where everything is on the line. You see, I’ve been in the situation before that everything that I have worked for was on the line. Every time that I fought in the pride of the GWA, every time that had Al Cohol and Grinder telling me that if I would lose, that I had to come face to face with everyone of the stable and face the wrath of shame. Eventually you just got broken down, not by beatdowns. Not by words, but with the mere fact that you had to accept the fact that you were at the bottom of humanity for that moment. The past accomplishments did not matter anymore, the titles did not matter anymore. The fact that I became a man that wants to be the very best in what I do says more than anything that Kain can utter out in stupidity.”
Wilow: “So you want to avenge your losses?”
Goth stares at her with a cold look for a few moments.
Goth: “Have you even being listening what I am saying? Oh yes, you have been listening. But you were not reading between the lines now have you. I said that Kain has something that he was granted by me when he was in the AWA. I am the man that brought the King of Kings to the greatness that it deserves. Oh I know that someone else used it first, I give him props for that. Hell, I even pay homage to the man that started it all”
Willow: “You mean former wrestler…”
Goth: “You think it’s all about the Game?? Oh no Willow, I mean the originator? The Christ amongst men. I am talking about the man that I granted a rebirth of sorts when I withstood death and laughed in the face of Satan. Oh no, I’m far more than that. But you see Willow, when I kicked him out. I left him with nothing, yet the bastard could not come up with something of his own. So he kept what I took back from him… I want him to suffer humiliation, I want him to suffer defeat. I want him to look up at the clouds of shame and realize that I took away the very last identity that he borrowed from the real deal. It’s purely business, yet the idiot assumes business is personal??”
Willow: “Wow, that’s strong words. I would love to continue with you Goth. But I have no more time left, next time we finish this??”
Goth: “It would be my pleasure my pretty”.
*Now, inside my head*
Goth can be seen sitting down, meditating as he is focussing on himself. Suddenly he stops his meditation as he hears feet approaching.
“Ah yes, it’s time to break my silence once more and utter words of gratitude I assume”
His eyes open wide, we see the famous grin upon his face, the man that has done so many interviews, so many promo’s and so many matches. That everyone that has being paying attention would lose count.
“The big hype, what will happen when these three teams meet for the tag team titles? And how will the ego’s co exist? Will the team of Staggs reign supreme? Will the ex champs regain the gold? And how will the new team do? Questions that do not care for me as much as others do, all I care is that I will leave an everlasting impression on those that matter.”
“Let’s just wonder off, how to start? A triple threat tag team match. 4 other opponents, a tag team partner. Gold belts on the line, two teams that know each other and a third one that I know shit about. A combination that is made for success, something that the world is dying to see right?? “
Goth chuckles as he gets up to his feet and stretches a bit before turning towards the camera.
“So far only the mumbo jumbo happened from Kain, boring, everlasting and always picking his good side of the tale. Letting out spots and dots that would ultimately make him look a joke. I mean seriously, who does this guy think? Oh well, I will come to him eventually. I already made him write down notes in my interview and I’m sure he only takes bits and pieces from them. But now, I go to business”
“You see it’s all about the gold, there’s nothing different about it. And after last week, where I came up short, it’s about time that I cash in a match and take home the big one. And what better to do it in a match where I can send out a signal to more than just these teams… you see there is obviously the war between Staggs and the owners. Who wouldn’t just love to say that they got the tag team champions on their side, just to show the balance of power shifting to their side. To show the tag team champions that they are just temporarily idiots that need to be understanding the concept of it all, that they were made to lose to me and Grimm. And then to the team that THINKS that they got the gold. How pathetic they are… they assume that they are destined to reclaim the gold, but oh no… it will not happen this time.”
“Why you ask??”
His eyes are shining, clearly he is enjoying the situation that he is in. A situation that could mean so much more in the ungoing war for power than just merely who wins the tag titles.
“Now unlike the minor league Psychiatrist Mr. Kain. I do see things in a fashion that would allow me to accept things. Accept them, then to digest them and change it to my advantage. A thinking’s man wrestler is always on his top where he thinks before he speaks. You see, unlike the idiot would utter, I’m not going to play the obvious role of being dumb and dumber. Oh no, the fact is that you have to accept the fact that they beat you Kain. Unlike you seem to forget the controversy that happens in matches that benefitted you, it didn’t benefit you back then. Grow up, you see champs. I applaud you, I applaud you for putting this joke back in his place, getting him out of the smog that is the clouds that he was housing himself in and take him back a level or two”.
“First you got Mr. Carter, now what a breath of fresh air he is. A guy that just does not give a damn about what people thinks and does what he tells out the world what he is going to do. And does it, something I can admire. Something that I can relate myself to the point where in the time where I wanted to achieve everything, I set out myself to do just that. A man that puts his career first, even not his family comes first. A true warrior that does what he has to do to get the job done Kain. Something that your stupid words never seems to amaze me your ignorance of details is far to be found.”
His head is shaking, clearly he cannot believe how Kain can be this stupid.
“Truth to be told Carter, I’ve been fighting against the odds all my life. I would never achieve anything because of who I am… I’m sure that with your attitude that brings out the persona that is you will do the same. I will not beat the champions, I will never achieve anything great once again. I will not do something that you have done right? And yet I’m here Carter, here I am… here I am standing right in front of your face and tell you that you have to kill me. Break me, mutilate me to the point where I just can’t get up. Problem alone on that subject is my friend, that I will get up no matter what…”
“I’m just not like anyone else out there you have ever faced..”
He walks over to a table where he grabs a bottle of water and drinks from it. He pours the remainder over his face and enjoys the liquid pour over his face and drip over his body
“Oh I know what you will be thinking, aren’t we all different? Every wrestler you face for the first time is something you have not confronted before…and that’s where the challenge is, to prove you wrong. Whether you are 500 pounds and able to monkey flip someone through a window, or the fact that you are capable to drive three headed monkeys through a table… does not give a damn about the fact that in your mind you are going to beat me… am I going to say you will not?? Wouldn’t that be like asking Kain whether would be able resisting his woman eating a breath mint?”
“The problem to you is my friend, I know how someone like you thinks, how you work. How you perform inside and outside the ring to get the job done. I’m like you, I will be the one that like you once again becomes a winner. Getting the job done once more, it’s only a matter of time before I turn your head and that of others once more. Just too bad for you that I have to do that against a splitting image of what I once again will become”
His eyes close as he feels some final drops fall from his face and onto his chest.
“This will be a moment in time, a moment in time where lies and truths will unite, the tales of the Staggs, the Wards, the Underwoods are now second to none existing inside that squared circle. Once I hear the bell ring, I do it for the sake of winning. Kain liked to refer it to where I only think about me, isn’t that what all wrestlers do? Just like you Carter. You do it for you, you do it because you want to be the very best. You care less what others think don’t you? That is what makes me, that is what makes you. It sure as hell makes Kain not realise that caring and sharing will eventually become your downfall. I respect you Carter, but once the bell rings… I must beat you…. Not because you can’t beat me, but because it MUST happen… too bad it could not happen to a nicer guy”
He chuckles for a few moments before putting his hands through his hair and pushes his fingers through it.
“And then you got your tag team partner, the champions of the tag team wrestling industry. Ace… the man that indeed beat me. The man that apparently gets so excited over that feat that he soils his pants wondering whether I would slit my left or right wrist. How does it feel Ace? How does it feel to know that you once took me to the limits and beat me? Realising that this next time that we face that I will withstand everything you hand me?? I know this must be a realisation of words that hold no meaning to you. You are just brash, you are tough and you are a man that at least bases his reality of words on FACTS. Something that I will not compare to Dumber… an idiot that knows nothing more than his own stupidity cannot be compared to you huh Ace?”
“A man that bases his believes in victory over past accomplishments… a successful tactic that only benefits you when you can apply it in multiple ways… tell me Ace… how are you going to remember what you did when I bash your head inside that same wall? You see, I do not need to play the dark role to be dark… I do not need to play the role to make you scared. Because deep down inside I know you are not… I know that you only laugh and point at me, knowing that I will not get inside your head. Or is this truly the case oh great champion?”
“it would be no issue to get inside the head of Kain, a stupid minor that knows nothing of the whole deal of knowing reality from fake. Not even when you shove a fist down his throat and clip his ass hairs. Oh no, the true challenge does lay out in front of me. Bringing the champions to realisation that the former champions are not those to worry about. But the uncrowned men that are unknown to some and crazy to others. Men that are gunning to become champions and at what cost?”
His eyes are closed, he runs his finger over his face. Dragging his nail across his cheek until he reaches his neck, he stops there as he is putting his finger in his neck to listen to his heartbeat.
“So peaceful, so quiet. So calm, so calculated. Something that will change once I enter that ring to battle you Ace. I know that you are tough, I know that you are not easy to be beat. Too bad your overconfidence is based upon one confrontation, a confrontation that granted gave you the victory. But the fact that in recent months and matches I have grown to the point where I’m sure that history will not repeat itself. In your words so that even Kain would understand, I’m here to prove to you that disgrace is not in front of you right now. Disgrace of losing is not an option anymore. You are just running on momentum, momentum that brought you the tag team titles. Momentum that makes a wrestler strong and confident…. Isn’t that a nice snack to sink my fingers into and then rip away that what you hold so dear to you?”
“You see Ace, this federation needs something new. This federation needs a championship team like me and Grimm. It needs the world to witness that I can bring true sinful thoughts inside that ring. Bashing my head in a wall does not make me want to stop inflicting pain upon others or myself Ace. It only welcomes the fact that there will be chairs in that arena, with your name written all over them. There will be tables, begging for me to drive your carcass through it. And you know why? Just because I want to see you realize that fun time is over.”
He continues to stare into the camera with confidence
“I’ve already beaten some of the people that proclaim to be the very best that this federation has had to offer. I’ve already realised that I was not at the top of the food chain, that I had to fight through the thoughts of disbelief to get where I am today. Facing the tag team champions and Boy Wonder and the Masked crusader. Only to realise that they are nothing more than secondary tonight. Kain’s demise will come at a later date, a date where I just end up making history once more.”
“You know Ace, I will be waiting for your whispering words. I will be waiting with those words before I lock you in a choke hold and watch you struggle. This time history will not repeat itself, it’s only a matter of time until I can look at the faces of those who did not beg for me to be on their side. I’m the one that has the most to prove in this match, I’m the one that has got everything to lose and nothing to gain. And I’m starting right this very moment telling you that I will beat you. Does it matter how? Does it matter by pinning whom? Oh no, it won’t… it will just happen and there’s nothing you can do about it Ace… just hope your face won’t be broken down permanently… “
His eyes wander off as he stares into the a mirror for a few moments. Staring at his own figure before he continues to talk
“Then there’s Frost, tell me Frost. Aren’t you getting tired of having to hear Kain? I’m sure that you are getting tired of him don’t you? Oh sure, when you win gold it’s all great, but to finally taste defeat.. you wonder to yourself what is going on? Where’s your partner? Where is he to attempt to reclaim the gold? He is at home, nursing his woman. While you? A man of respect, a man of class. A man that knows the ring inside and out, a man that I have had the pleasure of fighting one on one as well. A man that I could tell he is special and then you are just like me… nothing, not holding a championship belt. A man that I heard Kain say that told Kain he would do anything to reclaim the tag titles again.”
“Do you know what that tells me Frost? It only tells me that Kain assumes that you are the one that caused the titles to be lost. Isn’t it ironic that the man I dropped years ago, always blames someone else? Again Tunnel vision comes into play whenever he feels like it, whener it would benefit him and only HIM!!! Hell, he would even sell his own wife to win a paper bag championship belt. But of course he would keep the receipt, so he could buy her back to cook him dinner in the evening. And then he tells the world that I’m the selfish one”
Goth chuckles as he continues to stare at the mirror, we see his physique in the mirror as he continues to admire himself
“I know that you would like to convince yourself that these are all lies, that you two are equals. That you two are the answer to this whole power shifting struggle. That’s why I’m here Frost, unlike previous matches where I lost. I know that deep down inside I found the right partner to get the job done. You know why? Because he has my back, because I know that I have his. That we have a union of sorts, we have that what makes us special. Unlike Casper, unlike some selfish brat that does not know the meaning of union. There is a missing link that has been found, something that I know deep down inside your gut that you are worried about.”
“Too bad that I don’t care about your worries Frost, I only care about myself… at least that’s what your partner said and we all know he tells the truth huh Frost??”
His eyes are vicious as he is smiling, his confidence is skyrocketing as he believes he is going to beat the two teams.
“After all, when he wins or loses. He always goes back to his wife, whom is truly carrying the pants in this household. It’s so bad that she now wants to take his spotlight from him, she wants to be the top dog in the household. Does that bother you Frost? Or are you focused on one thing and one thing only? To reclaim gold? Let me give you a wise advice Frost, just give up. On my own I made you two lives hell, but with Grimm on my side… you got no chance”
“And then Kain”
He shakes his head in disbelief
“What more could I possibly say that I haven’t already said Kain? You as a household figure, a man that is always kind. Yet always wants to be a man that likes to say bad things. To sound tough, to sound like you are truly a king of some sorts. You are a guy that has catch phrases mixed up with no oxygen to the brain. Tell me Kain, are we going to continue until next year? Are you going to play moronic? You thought you had it all huh? But the truth to be told Kain, you got nothing. Wise move to allow your wife to participate wrestling matches from now on. To have her wrestle for a chance, at least then I can not worry on injuring her when I slap my Gothic Dream on her”
“Simplistic thoughts are your weakness Kain, disrespect is a sign of weakness as well. You believe that Sapphie is scared of her? It wasn’t the first time that she got physical with a girl before. Just like Katy Perry once sang… I kissed a girl and I liked it… soon who knows, maybe some liplock action to worry you. You see Kain, your wife never would interfere only if needed. My woman does it because it’s her job. It’s a sign of weakness upon your part that you allowed her to do something. Tell me Kain, how would you feel if I did something to her when there are no rules? Would you not want to think back of that moment? That you allowed her to be a part of this? Because let’s face it my friend, I’ve done worse to others that you would not even dare to think about…”
“But then again, that would be too easy now wouldn’t it?”
His face is now suddenly cold as ice and focused.
“Oh no Kain, all I want for you to do is watch. I want you to watch a man that has been on a roll as of late. Whereas you, you just lost credibility while I just rose to the top more and more. I want you to watch someone that is not out to avenge moments of the past. I’m here to win with my partner, something you got all mixed up as well Kain. You assume that I’m going to screw someone when I have the chance to do so. I’m here to break people, how I do it… when I do it?? Is all up to me Kain, while you? You bore people to death, you break people with their own believes that you can’t be as boring as the last time you spoke. And yet, you always amaze me with yoru God Given talent”
“No Kain, I know that our quest will have to wait, but I give you this Kain. When the moment is there, you will bow down before me. You will bow down and kiss my feet and realise that there was only one King… the King of Kings… until then Kain… you better just watch”
