[Calvin Harris]

 

ACT I: Real Men Move In Silence

Only a few hours ago did Sin City Wrestling’s: Into The Void event come to an end. A lot of things had happened on that night that were considered shocking. Including J2H reclaiming the SCW Heavyweight Championship. However there was one thing that many people seemed to be talking about more than anything else. It was a situation that involved a returning superstar. That superstar being the one they called “The Martyr” aka Calvin Harris. On this night he had come out of the shadows with a steel chair in hand and managed to do quite a bit of damage to one of the superstars on the roster. Swinging that chair and doing the damage that he had done was aiming to send a message. Though what message was that seemed to be the question on everyone’s mind.

Outside of the notorious JFK airport the same limousine that had been seen on SCW programming a few hours ago pulled right up to the front door of the airport. From inside that limousine, Calvin could see hundreds of people standing outside of the airport. This was not unfamiliar scene, he was used to these kinds of things. These fans or “marks” as he liked to commonly refer to them were known to travel to airports or even to hotels just for the sake of getting a picture or an autograph from their favorite wrestler. It wa like none of them had any lives. There was a scowl on his face, Calvin wasn’t particularly looking forward to dealing with these people. It was going to be a fight to get inside the airport, but nothing was going to stop his end goal of getting home.

It was at that moment the back door of the limousine came open thanks to the driver. Calvin wasted no time in climbing out, his shoes hitting the concrete pavement right away as he stood up. He reached out and grabbed a hold of the suitcase that the driver had retrieved from the trunk. For a brief second Calvin leaned in and spoke to the driver.

CALVIN HARRIS: Keep these fucks from touching me. I just want to get inside the building.

The driver seemed to understand as he nodded his head. Calvin began to walk forward towards the crowd of people to get to the front door of the airport. On the right of him the driver stood trying to guide him through this path of people. Though as Calvin had expected the crowd of fans started to swarm him. Resulting in making his way to the front door heard. He could hear these fans shouting from all kinds of direction.

FAN #1: Can I get a selfie with you, Calvin?!

FAN #2: Calvin! Calvin! Can you sign my tits?!

FAN #3: You suck, Calvin!

That was just a few things that he could hear coming from these fans. To which most of it was going in one ear and out the other for him. He had no desire to get in any pictures with any of these people. He had no desire to sign any autographs, even if it does involve a pair of tits. And as far as people’s opinions go when it came to him. That was something that he ignored and let roll right off his back without a care in the world. Thankfully he was edging a little closer to the front doors of the airport. Almost home free in a certain sense. That was until this large man who appeared to be of samoan ethicy stood in front of the door. Calvin was quick to glare up at him. Bitterness rolling right off his tongue.

CALVIN HARRIS: Mind getting out of the way there fat boy?

Getting free with his mouth like that wasn’t going to do Calvin any favors at all. This large man didn’t make a move though. His arms folded across his chest as he seemed to glare right back at the Martyr. This was doing nothing more but getting under the skin of the superstar.

CALVIN HARRIS: Do you have trouble hearing? Do you not understand english? Is that what’s going on here?

SAMOAN FAT FUCK: No, I heard you loud and clear. But I don’t think you know who I am.

CALVIN HARRIS: You’re right I don’t, but at the same time you’re also mistaking me as someone who gives a shit as to who you are. Now move out of my way.

All around the fans had gotten a little closer to watch what was taking place between Calvin and this large man. In that moment though it appeared that Calvin had enough of the games. He stepped forward and attempted to get this man to move. Right away the large hand of the man pushed against Calvin’s chest and gave a small push backwards causing Calvin to take a couple of steps back. The look on Calvin’s face said it all. This pissed him off that someone had the balls to put their hands on him.

CALVIN HARRIS: How dare you put your fucking hands on me!

SAMOAN FAT FUCK: How dare I? How dare you hit my family behind with a steel chair when he didn’t even see it coming?! How dare you violently attack my family when he didn’t even have a chance to defend himself?!

CALVIN HARRIS: Excuse you?!

SAMOAN FAT FUCK: Laki, that’s my family.

There was a sudden collective “oooh” from all the bystanders watching this go on. It clicked in the mind of Calvin as he quickly started to take a couple of steps backwards with his hand extended out in front of him. Though this prompted the large man to start taking steps towards Calvin.

SAMOAN FAT FUCK: See the difference between the two of us is that I wasn’t going to hit you from behind. I wasn’t going to blindly attack you. Nah man, that’s not how I was going to do things. Instead I was going to confront you face to face like a man and make sure that you saw it coming when I chose to knock you out.

The crowd of people started to spread outward to see this confrontation go down. Calvin had taken a couple of more steps backwards with his hand out seemingly keeping his distance. However the man kept stepping towards Calvin with obvious cruel intentions.

SAMOAN FAT FUCK: You were such a tough guy a few hours ago. Why aren’t you a tough guy now? Huh? Why don’t you want to fight someone when they are in your face?!

Not a word was coming out of Calvin’s mouth. This seemed to frustrate this large man even more to the point that he took his first swing. Being much quicker Calvin ducked under the swing of the man’s large fist. Then using his head as a weapon, Calvin delivered a nasty headbutt right to the jaw of this man. It seemed to have hit just in the right place as the man’s eyes rolled back before he fell forward hitting the concrete pavement outside of the airport rather hard. Course flashes from cameras and all types of remarks could be heard from these bystanders that had just watched what took place. Calvin with a glare in his eye stood over the man.

CALVIN HARRIS: Real men move in silence.

The flashes from cameras got a little more intense. It seems that everyone was out to capture this moment. The same moment that was sure without a doubt going to land Calvin in some trouble with the law for his actions. By now that larger man had rolled over on his back and was slowly starting to come to. Calvin remained standing over this man.

CALVIN HARRIS: Fuck you and your family, pussy.

To top things off Calvin spit on the man making sure to land that bodily fluid right on his face. Quickly turning himself around and in an angry manner, Calvin began to march forward towards the doors of the airport. This time out he had no qualms about pushing people out of the way. Fans were still trying to enclose him and take pictures, yet Calvin managed to reach the front door of the airport with force. He grabbed a hold of the door and swung it open with no care who was behind him. Safely inside the airport, he still found himself stomping around in an angered manner. The goal was to get to his terminal and get home. One thing was for sure though, on this night it would be very memorable, and Sin City Wrestling had no idea what he had planned next.

ACT II: A Massacre Awaiting.

All of the sudden the scene found itself opening up. Though in opening up, it became very clear right away that this was being filmed from a cell phone camera. The angle of the camera was coming from below and found themselves revealing a man with a rather thick jet black beard. A few seconds later the camera angle changed to directly on this person’s face. Turns out that person was none other than “The Martyr” himself, Calvin Harris. For that very brief moment there was silence as he looked at the lense of the camera with this sour expression on his face. In that moment though he broke the silence as he spoke with that deep voice.

CALVIN HARRIS: On March 19th, 2017, I competed in a match for the Internet Championship. It turned out to be my last match with Sin City Wrestling and the very last time I was seen for two whole months.

Pausing for that very brief moment. From that brief pause one would have to believe that there was a reason for it. Like there was somewhere this was about to go. Had to considering that the man was bringing up the past.

CALVIN HARRIS: Following that match, I disappeared. Seemingly without a trace. I didn’t offer SCW an explanation for why I was leaving. I didn’t talk to anyone in the company about why I was walking away. All I did was walk to the back, gather my bags, and took the first flight back home to Seattle. Where I sat for two months. In that two month this sour taste I had in my mouth. Sat there with this burning hatred building within the depths of me. For two months I sat there telling myself that I would never work for Sin City Wrestling again. For how I was treated by this company was a goddamn travesty.

That sour expression that he had on his face only seemed to increase at that moment. Not that it was going to surprise too many people that this was his logic.

CALVIN HARRIS: When I signed my name to the dotted line. I came with the intentions of flipping this company upside down and taking it by storm. In a matter of weeks, I was doing just that. I had people looking in my direction. I had people talking about me. I had people already calling me a future SCW Heavyweight Champion. As a matter of fact, I almost made sure that was the case. When I competed in that ten man over the top battle royal, with a torn meniscus mind you. I almost went the distance. I almost guaranteed myself a shot at that title. Where I have no doubt in my mind, that I would have been the one that went on to win the title. Unlike James Dean who pissed away his opportunity, by simply not being good enough. But you know something? Losing that match was the start of things. It was the start of where my bitter feelings towards this company as a whole began.

The look in Calvin’s eyes truly explained the type of hatred that he had seemingly began to form with the company. At least there was a “starting point” or a brief explanation at where the hatred started. Then again on the other side of it, none of the fans that would see this video would share the same views as he did. It was a given that he was hated by them.

CALVIN HARRIS: I couldn’t blame the company for me losing that match. I wasn’t a hundred percent, it was just one of those unfortunate events. However an injured me was better than everyone in that ring. I proved it time and time again in that match, and because I proved it. I should have been given another opportunity to earn that title shot. I should have been given more respect. I should have been looked at as the future of this company. But that isn’t what happened. Instead, they thought it would make “great” television and a so called “interesting” as well as “intense” match up to put me up against the likes of Xander Bishop. Which did nothing other than waste my fucking time and waste my goddamn talent.

Each word that came out of his mouth was making him sound more and more bitter. It was making his hatred for the company more and more obvious. He made sure to hold that camera still on his face so they could get a close up of that sour expression.

CALVIN HARRIS: Anyone with an actual brain should have been able to tell that at no point should I have ever been put in the ring with that piece of shit. But it happened and not only did it happen. The man was made to seem like he was an actual threat to me, in the one singles match we ever had against each other. That match should have been allowed to finish. There should have never been a situation where the match went past the time limit. It should have been allowed to come to an end, because I know. Just like everyone else knows that I would have defeated him. That win would have sent Xander packing well before he actually left. I would have gotten the rightful one on one shot at the Internet Championship that I was clearly way more deserving of than that ignorant trash. But no, the company wasn’t worried about doing the right thing by their future star.

It was clear that he was still referring to himself as the future of the entire company. There would be many that would argue his points. There would be many that would deny that he was the future of the company. However facts did outweigh opinions. Facts showed that Calvin was making a name for himself and gaining attention right out the gate. That was until he had disappeared without a trace or explanation as to why.

CALVIN HARRIS: I had to share that title opportunity with the prick. So, I went from only having to worry about defeating Despayre at the time. Someone who is another fucking scum bag as far as I am concerned. Someone that got to hold a title for months, without ever properly defending it. One man didn’t deserve to get an opportunity and one man that didn’t deserve to be champion. I had to do my best to ensure that neither one of them won. Which to be honest with you, was much-much easier than most of you would have thought. It was way easier than anyone else would’ve had. Go back and watch the match. You would have seen that throughout that entire match. I dominated. Throughout that entire match, I made Despayre look like a joke when I outwrestled him at every turn. Xander never stood a chance being in the ring with me. I thoroughly enjoyed hitting him as hard as I possibly cold. Over and over and over again. On that night it was a given that the SCW Internet Championship was coming home with me.

That flicker of flame that was in his eyes at that moment almost gave it away. Everything that was about to come out of his mouth next was going to be completely and utterly rage fueled.

CALVIN HARRIS: As a matter of fact I had the championship won. The moment I drove Bishop head first into the match with my finisher. Every single person in the arena gasped. Hearts nearly stopped. I right along with everyone else knew that I had the match won. It was a given I was the new SCW Internet Champion, but then what happened? Despayre suddenly becomes superman. No sells the fact that he had just got his face removed with a flapjack into the mat. Somehow someway after having his face scraped off the mat. He was able to shoot right up, climb the top rope with ease, and leap off on top of me as I had Xander pinned for the loss. Not only did he manage to land that move, but he was able to take my place with the cover on Xander just like that. You mean to tell me that champion that barely got by in every other defense he had before that. You mean to tell me that a man that was getting his ass handed to him every turn in that match. You mean to tell me a man that was seemingly out cold only moments before I dropped Bishop is able to come back just like that?!

Shaking his head in a bit of an aggressive manner.  It was at least known on his end that not for one single second did he believe that was the case.

CALVIN HARRIS: Must be nice to know that just because you’re one of the SCW originals that the company - better yet - the men in charge are going to do everything they can to protect you. They’re going to do everything they can to make you seem like you’re just this unbeatable machine. Must be real nice to know that the men in charge were going to do everything in their power to see to it that you left with the championship. Even if it meant screwing over the most talented man in that match. And it all makes sense now. Your contract was coming to an end. You had already made the decision that you weren’t going to resign. So Underwood and Ward did what they wanted to do. They wanted to ensure that one of their originals retired with a belt in their position. After all they knew Despayre was never going to be good enough to hold the SCW Heavyweight Championship. The best they could do is at least let him go out holding the Internet Championship. That’s exactly what happened.

He shook his head a little more. This time it was in pure and utter disgust for what had taken place. It was very-very clear that he was more than upset about the situation that had taken place. Yet the sad reality was he couldn’t do anything about it.

CALVIN HARRIS: Sin City Wrestling fucked me over intentionally for the sake of one of their own. Yet they just assumed that I was going to take that. They just assumed that I would let them fuck me over and I wouldn’t do anything about it. Assumed, I wouldn’t have anything to say about it. Which tells me just how they value me as a human being and as a member of their roster. They was no respect ever given to me by either man. It was clear to me that I couldn’t associate with a company that was going to go out of their way to screw me over. I couldn’t work with a company that was going to have zero respect for me. Following that match as I said. I booked the first flight home and that’s where I have been for the last two months. But you want to know what’s even crazier than that. When I left, I was never given a phone call. I was never sent an email. Not even so much a text or a message on twitter. The company just didn’t care that I left. If that doesn’t tell you there was no respect then I don’t know what will.

Calvin looked right at the cameras with that sour expression on his face. Every single word that came from his lips was clearly aiming to do everything that he could to paint Sin City Wrestling in a negative light. One would have to assume that this wasn’t going to end up being taken well by the company at all.

CALVIN HARRIS: Truth be told when I left a few months ago. I had no intentions at all to return to the hell hole that was Sin City Wrestling. I was done with this company. I was simply going to enjoy life without having to lace up boots every single weekend. I was going to enjoy life of being a father and a husband. Not to mention as far as I was concerned the people that came to Sin City Wrestling events didn’t deserve to see me in the ring in the first place. But even though that was my intentions, I often found myself being irritated. I found myself being furious. I found myself dwelling on the fact that this company gave me no respect in the small amount of time I was here. I chose this company over everywhere else I could have wrestled. And trust me, there were contract offers coming in left and right before I signed with SCW. I dedicated myself to this company only for there not to be any respect. Which the more I thought about it, the more it ate away at me, and the more I decided that something needed to be done. So on May 14th, 2017 at Into the Void, I made my return and in doing so sent a very strong message to all in SCW.

There was a small change within his facial expression. That change came in the form of this sickening and almost twisted smirk that began to cross the man’s lips.

CALVIN HARRIS: No a single person in the arena that night saw my return coming. I jump that barricade undetected and going into that ring I knew in the back of my head I was going to end the career of Laki. You see Sin City Wrestling had to pay for their mistakes. They had to pay for their lack of respect. They had to pay for how they treated me and the way of doing so was ending the careers of people on the roster. Many was saying that Laki had a bright future ahead of him in SCW. Though a couple swings of a chair and being driven down on one neck first put an end to that bright future. People say that the referee that I clocked with the chair was a well respected official and well liked in the back. Well, if the company can disrespect me. Then I can disrespect people that work for it. So, I’m not sorry for the referee taking a hit too. I’m not sorry for any of my actions that night and you know what? I am not going to be sorry for any of my actions going forward. I can say it now. I’m officially back, but things aren’t going to be like they were before.

In those words that escaped his mouth. As much as they were a cliffhanger when it came to him alluding to how much different things were going to be. At the same exact time there was enough behind what he said that it was going to make people wonder just how different things truly would be.

CALVIN HARRIS: Sin City Wrestling, you’re not aware yet. But allow me to inform you, there is a massacre awaiting to take place. A massacre that’s going to be lead by my hand. If you think what Laki went through was bad. Wait until I get my hands on a so called SCW Original. Wait until I get my hands on a former SCW Heavyweight Champion. Wait and see me decapitate the head of a “tiger” just so I can mount on the wall to my living room. Keep in mind you all brought this on yourselves!

In that very moment, Calvin removed the camera from his face bringing it down into the same angle that it was in when the scene had originally opened up. His thumb could be seen hovering over the screen for that brief moment before the video ended just like that due to his thumb tapping against the end recording button. When this video was posted and able to be viewed by the fans of SCW as well as everyone that worked for the company. It was surely going to be the talk of the locker room, which was bound to make things a little more interesting for this Climax Control. After all it was the night that the Martyr would be officially returning to the ring. It was sure to be a night that no one was going to want to miss.

ACT III: Headshot.

After a few weeks of touring the East Coast of the United States. Sin City Wrestling is officially going to be making their return to West Coast. More importantly than that the company was returning to their roots of Las Vegas, Nevada at the Golden Coast Casino. With this being the fall out of Into The Void, it was almost a given that this show wasn’t going to be a show that anyone wanted to miss. On that note we were just two days away from the show taking place. However an official camera crew of Sin City Wrestling was on hand. For good reason of course. As those cameras opened up the scene was focused on the bright lights of the Vegas city life.

All kinds of different lights could be seen. The heavy traffic on the strip below was a focal point. In that moment the cameras found themselves zooming out just a little bit. Sure enough in doing so, it became clear why the cameras were here. That was due to man that called himself “The Martyr Of Professional Wrestling”. Calvin stood there with his hands resting on top of the concrete slab of the building looking out over the city and watching the cars below pass by. Without making eye contact with the cameras he began to speak up knowing that he was going to be heard.

CALVIN HARRIS: This Sunday, I found myself going hunting. Now normally, I don’t consider myself a hunting man. I’ve never been into going out and shooting deer for the sake of a prize or for the sake of food. Same goes with Rabbits or Squirrels. That’s just never been my thing, but on Sunday. I’m going to find myself going on a hunt. However it’s going to be a hunt that’s different from your usual hunting. Considering that I’ll be going hunting for a Tiger. Apparently from the rumors it’s a rather “Big Tiger” at that.

A very light shake of his head could be seen. Almost like the man wasn’t truly impressed at all with whom he was going to be dealing with in just a few short days. However it was something that surely excited the SCW audience considering how big of a name this man was and how he was essentially a home grown talent..

CALVIN HARRIS: At this point Jeremiah Harden, you should already be aware that I’m on the hunt for you. From what it sounds like the ever so crooked management of Sin City Wrestling is rather upset about what I did at Into The Void. They seem to be rather unhappy with me for deciding that I was going to do what I wanted to do. They are unhappy with me for deciding that I wanted to end the career of Laki within SCW before it could ever get started. And because they’re upset with me. They made the decision to put me in the ring with you. You being a former SCW Roulette Champion, as well as a former SCW Heavyweight Champion. The mindset of SCW’s management is that by putting me against you that I am not going to be able to do very well. The mindset is that I am not going to be able to progress. More importantly the mindset is that I am not going to be able to win and that you’re going to quote unquote “put me in my place” which honestly is the funniest logic I have ever heard.

Calvin could be heard letting a very sarcastic chuckle fall from his lips.

CALVIN HARRIS: What SCW doesn’t understand is this return it isn’t about wins, it isn’t about losses, it isn’t about championships, or accomplishments. Instead my return is simply about tearing this company apart, limb by limb, and putting their talent on the injured reserved list until I feel satisfied. It is all about getting revenge for the lack of respect that this company showed me. So, you know what Tiger? You might be able to pin my shoulders to the mat. However is it really going to be mean anything when I take the proverbial bullet and blow your brains out the back of your skull for the perfect headshot? Is it really going to mean anything when I take your head off your shoulders and mount it to the wall in my living room? Is it going to mean anything at the end of the day when I end your career?... I think not.

Finally with those words being said, Calvin broke his gaze on the city and what was happening below in order to turn himself around. Placing his eyes on those cameras before him. By the look taking place in his eyes, he made it clear that he was commanding attention despite him being a man that no one liked or respected within SCW.

CALVIN HARRIS: Something tells me Jeremiah that you happen to think that what happened to Laki isn’t something that can happen to you. Something tells me that you think that I am someone that isn’t capable of bringing you down, that I am someone that’s not capable of hurting you, and that I am someone that’s not capable of putting an end to your career with a snap of my fingers. You know you’re more than entitled to your opinion. We live in the United States of America. We have the freedom of speech. We have the freedom to believe in whatever we want to believe in. But at the same time just because you believe in something doesn’t mean that you cannot be wrong. Nor does it mean that your opinion could end up being shit. Trust me when I tell you “Big Tiger” you are more than wrong. And all you’re doing is setting yourself up for failure. You’re setting yourself up to be truly disappointed.

The tone of voice that Calvin was using at that particular moment was going to strike fear into the fans. It would strike fear into those that believed in Jeremiah Hardin. All because that tone he used made it seem that he was truly one hundred percent honest with what he believed. That confidence was just too convincing on his part.

CALVIN HARRIS: For me it does not matter how big you are. For me it does not matter how much you might weigh. After all the statement the bigger they are, the harder they fall is without a doubt true. See the moment I pull the trigger and decide to put you out of your misery. There isn’t anything your weight or height can do to stop me. Much like it doesn’t really make a difference how successful you have been. You actually have to be talented enough to hold your own in the ring with me, but not just that. You actually have to be skilled enough to survive someone like me. To which I can guarantee that you are not skilled enough to survive a man like me. You couldn’t survive in a ring with a couple of nobodies. You weren’t able to survive and win championship gold again. Something that seems to make all the difference in the world to you. But because you couldn’t survive then, I already know it’s a guarantee that you can’t survive in the ring with someone that’s going to be aiming to hurt you and to end you. Though I do admit that it is going to be real fun in watching you try.

His words continued to paint himself as a man that was truly confident in himself. They continued to paint himself as someone that could not be stopped on this mission.

CALVIN HARRIS: Jeremiah Hardin, your days in SCW are officially numbered. This Sunday on Climax Control, it will serve as your final match. It will serve as your final resting ground... Boom, Headshot!

Calvin held up his fingers in a gun motion before pulling back on them as if he pulled on the trigger while keeping them aimed right at the cameras. It turned out that those words would be his final words of this evening. As well as the very last words that he would share with all of Sin City Wrestling before his return to in ring action. Calvin simply kept that smirk plastered across his face. That rather sinister smirk at that. For a brief second or two that was all that the cameras focused on before fading out to black. In two days time the Sin City Wrestling audience was going to be forced to sit on his words. They were going to be forced to believe and wonder what was going to happen.