Odd couple of weeks, don't you think? To me, it has been. Champions again as expected but we thought certain differences within the Gabriel brand group would be solved, clearly not, but still it's been slightly inspiring for us, very eye opening. I guess it's the nature of our game, friends become enemies, enemies become friends and we always start to question things. Wrestlers are like curious five year olds, questioning everything around us, including who we are. Now on a personal level, we know who we are, but in the eyes of others, we need to keep things fresh, and that's what we're doing. We decided to follow Evie Baang's lead you could say and put some distance between us and the gym crowd. No more all the time in our ear advice from Gabriel and Odette, let them worry about their upcoming addition to their family. No more comedy show stealing moments with Despayre, not even appearing with Dani as often and her one player game of trying to make Os smile, and no more sitting there watching Fenris brag, while Aron looks at him though eyes that just wanna reach out and tell him to shut up.
Heard he's blagged a seat on your tour bus Ben, I know it was probably done for groupies or to hang with man's best friend, or whatever, but good luck with that and take a lot of butter, gonna need it to grease his ego off the thing and get him through the door once he starts talking about how great he is. I kid, I kid, well sort of...
Anyway, back to my point. It's simply about time to learn who we are without being those guys Gabriel and Odette trained, or those guys who end up doing fun stuff with Despayre, or those guys that unleashed Fenris on the world. The four of us are our own group, me, Os, Kenzie and Charley are our own tight knit group, it's time for people to see that, so here's something fresh for ya. No gym, no surrounded by everyone else, no urge to try and fix the civil war within the gym group, none of that. This is gonna be one that focuses on us and us only. No cameos from SCW people, nothing like that, just us, London Underground.
It was a relatively short flight between Las Vegas and Orlando to head to Disney World, Florida for the first leg of the tour, around about four and a half hours getting from one side of the country to the other, but there was no need to do it in an uncomfortable manor. The four members of London Underground had no problem blending in to a crowd when they needed to but today, it was pointless. They were champions again, and needed to project that image across to any fan that may be watching. While the belts were in their possession, it was first class all the way, and this is where we join them.
Focusing on the girls, Mackenzie Page and Charlotte Elliot sit side by side, Mackenzie with the window seat, her eyes focused on a tablet in her hand, playing online poker with people around the world for real money, taking easy money off casual players. Her earphones are in her ears, listening to relaxing music as she wins another hand, watching her funds rise. Charlotte on the other hand leans back in her extra spaced seat, her mind clearly drifting off in thought. In front of the girls, sits Osbourne, his head tilted back and his eyes closed, lost in a deep sleep. Late night last night, Osbourne? Nah, he was just a man who could sleep anywhere at any given time. Across the row from Osbourne, Daniel also had his eyes closed, although not asleep. A few niggling aches and pains ran through his body, without over doing anything lately, just one of those things where no one knows where they came from but they're there and the whiskey wasn't helping.
Charlotte looks across at him, sensing that he wasn't actually asleep, and stands up, moving across the first class cabin and sits in the vacant seat next to her boss.
"And how are you Charley?" Daniel says without opening his eyes.
Psychic? Nope, just a good nose that can tell the difference between perfumes.
"I'm alright." She tells him. "Have you got a minute?"
"I ain't going anywhere." Daniel tells her.
He opens his eyes, rubbing the top of his head, trying to focus on the dark haired woman next to him. His eyes slowly begins to focus as he looks towards her.
"What's on ya mind?" He asks her.
Charlotte looks at him with silence, trying to pick the right words to say to Daniel.
"Well, I'm a little worried here." She starts. "This tour is kinda taking us away from what we're meant to be doing in Vegas. I think we're getting a little too distracted with wrestling and not doing what we came here to do."
Daniel rubs his chin calmly as he looks towards her.
"What do ya mean?" He asks thoughtfully.
Charlotte looks around her, making sure no one is in earshot of the conversation.
"Well we came to Vegas for a certain reason." She tells him. "To get ourselves involved in the casino game, to pull out cash from that to sink in to London. So far, it hasn't worked out that way. Our debuts and all that was on a tour of Australia and New Zealand, so we couldn't exactly pop back to Vegas every day and get things done. Then we was back and James Tuscini old fart of an uncle dicked us about, no progress made. Then SCW closed down and shipped us back to England, then we got caught up in gym crap trying to stop things we should have stepped away from, and now we're on another tour, that ends on a bloody boat. We're just not getting things done."
A part of Daniel was proud that Charlotte had stepped up to say this. He knew while Mackenzie had the tendency to snap and attack, and Osbourne followed orders, he knew Charlotte was the well thought out member of the group. She was his go to for information, knowledgeable and researched everything well. No stone unturned when Daniel asked her to find out anything.
"To some level, I agree." Daniel admits. "We got pulled in to the drama and actually become wrestlers, very good wrestlers I might add."
He too was surprised at how well the group had progressed as wrestlers.
"We've lost sight of what we're really here for." She tells him. "We got caught up in the hype of being wrestlers and not who we truly are."
There was no denying that, the wrestling world had a strange hold on the group. None of them knew what to expect when they started training, when they stepped in to the ring, when this hair brained scheme was born, but something about it kept them there. All four would admit to thinking more of their next match at times, rather than what they were meant to be doing there.
"You're probably right." Daniel admits
"I know I am." Charlotte says confidently. "We need to make a change and get what we came to America to get. Sure as hell wasn't on the agenda to be more focused on these titles, rather than taking a piece of the gold mine that is Las Vegas."
Daniel nodded in agreement with Charlotte, understanding her concerns.
"We do need to refocus a little, but this tour..." Daniel says shifting in his seat. "It's not a million miles away from where we need to be, we're not on the other side of the world in the land of kangaroos and Fosters, it's a few hours away and we get closer to home every single step we take on it. We could always pop back to Vegas at any time. Realistically, I ain't exactly a theme park kinda guy. I know some people will get their jollies off to being in a theme park all the time, but it ain't exactly me, so we could really skip in to shows and skip out right away. We could be out of Vegas for twelve hours tops and back to deal with things."
Daniel looks at her with a smile.
"Now I know you've been probably looking for an in for a while." Daniel says with a wave of him finger. "And I know you know how my mind works. Start small, find an in, let people know we're about. So what have you got?"
Daniel looks at Charlotte with expectations in his eyes, and is not disappointed as she smiles back at him.
"Small casino, off the Vegas strip." She tells him. "Getting crushed out by the bigger casinos being as it's not in a touristy location. In fact there's nothing around, but a little crime family in Vegas is trying to muscle in on it, even though it doesn't take anywhere near the money the one's on the strip cream out of people."
Daniel thoughtfully rubs his chin.
"And why would any little family want something that's small potatoes?" Daniel asks her.
"The land." Charlotte replies. "Casino owns the land around it, can't afford to put things on it and make it a ton more profitable, expanding the area and pulling people in."
Daniel looks at her, his eyebrows lowered in to a frown.
"And why would they just not make an offer to the owner and take it from them, legally?" Daniel asks genuinely.
"Pride." She says. "It doesn't make millions a day like some of the places on the strip, maybe ten tops, but ten grand a day is better than nothing. Live a nice little comfortable life on ten grand a day. What you'd sell it for, you could make in a month, but ten k a day isn't exactly money it would take to redevelop. We're talking millions to do that."
"We don't have those sort of millions." Daniel says to her. "Four or five tops, we're talking hundreds of millions to redo that land."
"We don't have to redo it." Charlotte says with a smile. "We just need to use it to get noticed."
"So we make him an offer he can't refuse?" Daniel asks.
"Not what I had in mind." Charlotte tells him "This small family, and I use the term family loosely, just a bunch of amateurs, try and hit the place every so often, do some damage, try and force the guy out. All we need to do is be there when it happens, take them to bits to send a message. Someone might be willing to sell just a part of it to their protectors, over someone trying to take it from them."
Daniel leans back in his chair, thoughts running through his mind.
"We'd need to know when they're gonna hit there again." Daniel muses. "We can't exactly sit around there all day until they show up on the off chance."
"It's Vegas." She informs him. "Always someone willing to spill their guts for a few quid. Just gotta find the right person to do so."
"Getting a foot hold in a place like that, taking out a family, will put us on the radar of the bigger fish." Daniel says softly before looking towards Charlotte "Right, when we get back to Vegas, start looking for that person. We'll deal with this match first, fly back right after and we'll go check this place out, send a little message, and get the big boys thinking about who this new lot are out muscling people."
Charlotte nods her head at Daniel.
"I also wanna know everything you could possibly find out about that family." He says to Charlotte. "I wanna know who the boss is, who his seconds are, who his thirds are and all the little associates are. One's lower down the chain are just mercenaries, they'll work for whoever pays and scares them the most. Let's be the one's who scare them the most and make them flip."
"You got it." Charlotte says.
"Deal with this match first." Daniel tells her. "We don't wanna look like a bunch of mugs by losing in our first defence."
"It's against Casey and Dani." Charlotte says. "Someone with a proven track record of failure and someone we've been in the ring with in training so many times."
Daniel nods but wags a finger in the air.
"Be that as it may." He tells her with a cautious tone. "Getting a shot at these things could motivate some people. It's drawing some attention, I'm even hearing whispers that a certain little guy that we know may return to the ring, IF he can find the right partner to challenge for these things."
"Well other teams didn't exactly last." Charlotte comments. "Wyatt's pissed off for a bit, and Jessie has turned in to her selfish self. Loses a title match, runs off to face someone on her own and forgets her partner. Not that we'd ever let her have a match for the belts."
"Should have T-shirts printed up with not you Salco written on them." Daniel says with a smile. "But anyway, focus is what we should do on Casey and Dani."
Charlotte nods in agreement before standing up and moving back across the isle and Daniel turns his face forward, looking down a camera.
"She's probably right..." He starts "Caught up in the nostalgia of wrestling, but like everything I do in life, I'm a perfectionist. There ain't no half measures with me, it's all in or nothing. The other day on Twitter, I wanted to prove a point, this is why I offered for me, Os, Charley and Kenz to take on anyone at all, anyone on the roster. Well the cowboy packed up his boots and went home for a bit, ruling out the pornstar, the No Salco's rule took out Acquin... Pal, you should find a new partner if you want a shot at this gold, cause as long as you're with that bint, it ain't happening. The Seraphina's have become a fart in a Jacuzzi, just can't be found anywhere. Three teams who wanted the gold a few weeks ago, pretty much pissed off, great job boys and girls, great job and showing the world who you really are. Then a curve ball hit us."
Daniel smiles and shakes his head.
"Proper unexpected." Daniel says looking down the camera. "The guy who took our belts away from us, has now seen the error of his ways, praising us for wanting to be fighting champions, yet no one, no one at all wanted to step up. He knew something we didn't, he knew of another team sitting in the wings all freshly signed. Now we saw the Twitter exchange but nothing was official until Christian made it that way and gave a team who had never teamed together, a shot at this title."
Daniel shrugs his shoulders.
"Lesser people would moan like a tart getting done in an alleyway." Daniel says with a smile. "Most would be crying, about how they haven't earned shit. I'll let them off because only Jessie Salco don't deserve shit. They haven't begged for a shot, so I'm ok with them never having a match as a team before. It is more than a challenge because of that old cliche wildcard saying. Dani is that wildcard, but you Casey, you're not."
Daniel shakes his head again.
"We're more than familiar with you Casey." Daniel says to him. "More retirements than most and yet something keeps dragging you back. Retired before, and we dragged you back to kick the daylights out of Uncle Pinky, cause well, he deserved it and it was obvious who suspects number one was gonna be when they found him all mashed up. That fuelled a short return before SCW closed, retired again and boom, Blast From The Past and here you are again Casey, with golden ambitions and not a whole lot to go with it. We've seen you Casey, you're not the same as you was before, there's something missing behind those eyes, the drive has gone, the passion has gone, the power you once had is gone."
Daniel puts his palms out in front of him.
"Calling someone you've known for five minutes Queen?" He says trying not to laugh. "Come on mate, we can all see you're trying to get ya end away there. It's pretty bloody embarrassing for everyone who has to see that. You need to turn it in mate, and stop trying to get in her drawers and focus on this. Your first match and you could help her be a champion, it's not gonna make her swoon by helping her win a title, nor are you gonna win a title, because we ain't planning on losing these for a long time, but come on, it obvious what you're focused on, and it ain't me or Os."
Daniel pauses for breath for a few seconds.
"Besides, Jamie Dean has more chance of picking her up than you do." Daniel tells him "And no, there's no secret little fling going on with me and her just cause we exchange tweets, so you can get that out ya dome too. Fact is you're a very unfocused man Casey Williams, very, very unfocused, and that is gonna cost ya. Dani ain't gonna lose this match, you are, because you're gonna be all eyes on her and me or Os will rip you to bits. It's a challenge, but it's not a challenge if that makes any sense."
Daniel tilts his head, thinking about it for a few seconds.
"On the one hand, never faced anyone your size before." Daniel says with his right palm up, before turning the other palm up. "But on the other hand, you're still Casey Williams, and Casey Williams ain't the same as he used to be. I know Casey Williams and I know he used to be focused, see something he wanted, grab it by the balls and go for it, but this Casey Williams is a shell of the man he used to be, nowhere near the beast he used to be. He took out a couple of people at a supercard, who looked like shit to be honest, but that doesn't mean he is anywhere near the person he used to be, doesn't mean he is even close to being that same guy again. Christian has put you in an awkward place here Casey, put the dreams back in your head that you're actually good enough to take this gold away from us."
Daniel smirks as he shakes his head.
"Couldn't be more wrong." He tells the camera, Casey and anyone watching. "Really couldn't be. You're there as a test for us, a test to see how we handle taking on a bigger guy. There's never any doubts on who's gonna walk away winning this one. Not even close, you're there to test us. Once we prove we can take down bigger men, trust me, the sky will be the limit for us. We will be backed constantly, we will dominate this division for years to come. Look at the bright side though Casey, you will have a lot to remember from this match. You was there when a future Bombshell World champion made her debut. You got to stare at her and drool, and you became the first team of many who will lose to the new Mixed Tag Team Champions."
Daniel smiles
"I don't deal in bullshit Casey." Daniel starts. "I deal in fact."
He leans back in his seat.
"And the fact is pal, you're gonna be on the losing team here." Daniel tells him. "We might be heading to a land where fairytales are the in thing, but this ain't got a fairytale ending for you. More a nightmare on Elm Street kinda feel for you because this ain't gonna end well for you big man. There's no golden moment for you here, there's no sweeping the princess off her feet, there's no happily ever after for you."
Daniel shakes his head slowly with purpose.
"This ain't gonna be your night Casey." Daniel says firmly. "Cause me or Os, doesn't matter which, will be defending the titles and we won't let you get ya mitts on them. We didn't come back to have the belts for a couple of weeks and give them up, we came back to make an impression on this division. We came back to show the world what this division can be and we have every intention to do that. We pissed through The Seraphina, the stupidly named Hell Raisers and the equally poorly named Country Punkins at the same time. Taking out an Odd Couple ain't gonna be too much hassle."
Daniel leans forward, closer to the camera.
"No offence Dani." Daniel says softly. "But you got three hundred and seventy five pounds of dead weight on ya shoulders and we will still go out afterwards as planned, just leave that three hundred and seventy five pounds Goofy at home."
Strangely, Osbourne wakes from his slumber, instantly snapping his head towards Daniel, a scowl on his face.
"Don't worry." Daniel tells him. "We're not there yet."
Osbourne turns back around, closing his eyes.
"You're probably wondering what all that was about?" Daniel says as he looks down the camera. "I'm sure you'll find out soon enough."
He clears his throat.
"But anyway." Daniel says "I think I made things fairly clear to you, haven't I, Casey? I think I've made it crystal clear on the way things are gonna happen. You will turn up and you will lose, no middle ground here, you'll be done and back of the line again. Right, I'm done talking here so I'm gonna throw it over to those two and let them get on with it...."
Daniel looks across to Charlotte, who nods her head towards Daniel, allowing Daniel to turn back and rest his back on the seat...
This promo will continue shortly.
