[Anthony King]

 New Delhi, India
Vs. Giani

I couldn't believe I finally made it to India, my first time being here and the fucking plane ride was crazy, imagine being in a atmosphere where barely anyone speaks English, either that or maybe them pills had me little to fucked up on that flight. But when you hear places like Africa, or maybe India you think something totally different, people who haven't been outside the United States may think the environment or the technology in other places are slower or behind, but in reality that isn't true.

My sister ended up booking me a room at one of the most prestigious hotels in India, I wasn't that excited, shit I could of stay in something like the Motel 6, but damn I was blown out of my mind when I saw what was happening around me.



Walking down the long hall way, the drapes blowing in the wind, that shit was wild and even though I had money I really wasn't use to this type of treatment, I tried to keep my spending on the low, I had to think smart because money don't always last, you could have that shit one minute, turn around, POOF that shit gone.

I stopped and watched as some of the people stood around one person, admiring the music he was playing, and then another group, praying, a whole different culture in front of my eyes, but It was enough of all that sight seeing for right now, even though I just got to India, I was tired, I had to get me some rest.

South Indian Hotel.

The scene fades inside the South Indian Hotel, I stood there by the entrance waiting for Madison to arrive, instead of dealing with her other obligations, she decided to fly out early because she wanted to be around me during my experience here, and she also didn’t want to miss out on my first win with the company.

Sean Williams, a personal friend of mine, we met awhile back in the clubs, we both had mutual friends outside our friendship, that’s how I ended up meeting him and then of course snagging a contract with Sin City. Sean was hesitant at first, he told me the business could be tricky and that it came with a lot of bullshit, but I told homie that; I’m from Compton, compared to the shit I’ve seen and experienced growing up, wrestling for Sin City would be easy.

I respected Sean though, the dude had skill, and I know with his background it probably took him a while to get where he’s at now, to be fucking accepted in this society. He talked me into joining the social media world, I was against that shit at first, I mean look at Twitter, we have Sin City stars on there, new and old speaking their minds, talking all that shit behind a computer but when it come down to the get down, mothafuckas scared.

But that isn’t me, I saw the comments Giani was making earlier in the week, he knew not to mention my name to much, I guess he was so busy on Sean’s dick that he forgot he had to deal with me this coming week, dude got mad because no one recognizes him but whose fault is that?

But I didn’t want to waste too much time talking about dude, I would let my first handle that situation.

Back at the situation at hand, Madison said she was leaving the airport, but that was twenty minutes ago, knowing her she probably had to go through all her bags before she left, I can understand though because the difference between my sister and I is, that chick loves to spend, but the amount of money she bring in on a weekly basis can cover her addiction, well her spending habit but real talk, her addiction.

A red taxi pulled up, a fucking red BMW 750I tax pulled up; I could see the heels stepping out and onto the pavement, fucking red bottoms. One thing about Madison is that chick love some red bottom heels, I admired my sister though, she wasn’t one of them dusty ass chicks and believe I see them, I noticed we have some running around Sin City but those names I’ll keep to myself, I don’t want to come at no female. But with Madison, she’s an independent type of girl, never needed a dude to help her get anything, she was 16 when she bought her first whip and that shit was Mercedes CLK, so tell me my sister not on some boss bitch movement.

Looking at her face, I could tell she was slight annoyed though, the taxi driver was helping her with her luggage, to my surprise it was one, but I knew something was up.

What’s wrong? Anthony said while walking to meet with his sister.

Them fools at the airport put my luggage on the second flight, my Louie bag is still somewhere in the United States and they’re telling me it won’t get here until two days. Madison sat down on the bench located near the pond.

 What all did you have in there?

Every fucking thing, I had my other stash of cash, a couple bras, and then some actual outfits, I am not worried that my shit is lost, I just need my shit in case I wanted to wear something out tonight, fuck that I’m in India, I got to look sharp. Madison laughs, she reaches in her pocket and pulls a cigarette out.

Damn, for real? Anthony scoffs.

Look, it was an 18 hour flight, this dude in first class was talking my ear off my head, he told me how he was the son of a Prince or some shit like that and he could buy me any and everything in the world, he wanted to compare Bank Accounts and I’m just like damn this dude can’t be anymore thirsty. Madison lights the cigarette, takes a couple puffs and then tosses it to the ground. You already know I’m not a heavy smoker, I do it to calm my nerves a little, but a sexy bitch like me can’t walk around smelling like a whole fucking cigarette. Madison reaches for her clutch bag and suitcase, standing up facing Anthony. Let’s head to the room, I need to change.

Tao Restaurant – New Delhi, India.

It was time to eat, I had been waiting all morning, even though I could have grabbed a bite to eat, I was waiting for my sis to roll through. We was dressed to impressed though, checking out this restaurant that a couple people recommended, do you know how hard it was for me to ask what restaurants we’re around here, shit I was content with a McDonalds but I knew Madison wanted to go somewhere nice.

Chinese Food was one of my favorites, that’s all I would live on back in Hollywood, I wasn’t the cooking type and the females I would be around, honestly they wasn’t cooking for me either, but I never expected them to. A lot of the females I chill around they know what it is, I’m only 22 so I wasn’t expecting anything serious, if you let a chick cook for you then you leading her on, that’s how I feel.

I feel as though if a woman cook for you, especially in your own house then you’re giving her reason to believe that something would come out of it, meaning she’s expecting you to wife her up, not real marriage, but to start somewhere. I wouldn’t call myself a ladies man, but I do handle my business when I need to.

But the restaurant was on point; the menus were nice, even though it was hard to fucking read or even understand.

What is this shit? Anthony stares at the menu with a confused look on his face. ของหวานและเผ็ดไก่หรือไม่? How the fuck I’m supposed to know what that says? Anthony hands the menu to Madison pointing at what he was looking at.

You showing me that like I’m suppose to know what it means. Madison pulls out a small book from her purse. I got this in the airport and it supposedly helps you read like the writing and you know make orders.

I’m afraid that I will order something like squid when all I want is some chicken, maybe rice. Anthony reaches for the book, skimming through the pages, he hands it back to Madison. That’s too much reading; let’s just ask the waiter when he or she comes over.

I rather take the easy way out, reading is fundamental but only in my damn language, something I can fully understood, but the waiter helped me with my order, I got the sweet and spicy chicken, some shrimp and a premium shrimp roll which is something I have to try, this place isn’t you’re normal corner store Chinese restaurant, or one of them all you can eat buffets, this place had waterfalls and bright ass chandeliers with stone hanging from the ceilings, so I’m pretty sure the taste would be different.

These rolls are good. Madison takes a bite of the Chinese rolls. We are in India, but we are eating at a Chinese Food Restaurant, how bizarre huh? Madison shakes her head with laughter.

I can’t get down with the Indian food, no disrespect but the way it smells, just the aroma gets me sick to the stomach. Anthony replies, covering his mouth.

Its them herbs they be using, but some of its not to bad. I use to hit this spot in West Hollywood, the food wasn’t half bad. Madison takes another bite of the roll. I saw dude was popping off Twitter the other day, what’s his name? Giani right? Madison laughs. What’s that fools problem?

I don’t know that fools problem. Anthony laughs. He went at my crew, I guess he upset that my homeboy DJ attacked his people, but that’s the object of the game, I mean you know me though I always rolled solo, back in WAW we both was crushing competition but fuck that I was World Champ, but here its different and to be honest everyone fake.  I sit back and I watch these fools, yeah Sin City is filled with a lot of friendships and everyone wanting to hold hands, but until you fuck with the wrong persons crew then all hell breaks loose, but I don’t see people here with their own identities, I mean look at NXT, and then the Sins, what about The Entourage. Anthony shakes his head. I won’t diss the idea of having that support, but honestly even though Sean gave me the opportunity to be down with Dream Chaserz, my focus is still on how I can better myself as a solo performer.

The waiter had finally brought the first course of the meal, my shit was steaming. I had to check my phone to see if any of my people hit me up, I miss my chick Anna back home, a bad bitch, she Puerto Rican and moved to Hollywood from the island, strange huh? But I was feeling shorty because she was different from the other chicks I’ve messed with, she knew my lifestyle and she was down with it, I enjoyed her company.

Madison didn’t trust a female though, growing up Madison hung around the dudes more, I saw myself getting into more fights then anything because I felt I had to protect her. I remember in High School, captain of the Football team, this was before I was forced to move to Nashville, I remember this dude pushing up on Madison behind the school, I only knew because half the time that’s where I took the girls at to mess around with, I had my shorty with me but all I can hear was Madison screaming at this dude, I blacked out, next thing I know dude was waking up to a bloody face, a broken nose, and my fists still drilling in his face, right there I knew I had to control my anger, that’s why I chose wrestling as my career, the best way to get your frustration out without going to jail, perfect fucking thing.

This shit is hot. Madison blows on a piece of shrimp, trying to cool it down. They are trying to make a bitch start sweating in here.

You can’t handle hot food like me sis, I told you to slow down. Anthony picks one of the shrimps up from the basket and drops it in his mouth. But real talk sis, I can’t believe we’re in fucking India, like whoever thought?

I remember when Granddad was trying to take us to Europe that year, but mom wasn’t having it. Madison smiles. I wanted to go so bad, fashion over there isn’t as deep as the fashion here, last year I went to a fashion show over in Italy and I couldn’t handle it, I think I swiped my card at least 50 times over there.

 But I’m happy SCW gave me this opportunity, Mark saw the talent I had and he signed me right away, he asked me if I would be ready next show and I said “Fuck Yeah.” More then ready, and what made it better is when I found out who I was facing. Anthony tosses another shrimp in his mouth, he pulls out his phone and skims through some tweets from yesterday, he finds the tweet Giani posted and shows it to Madison.   Look at what this pussy tweet me, like already I have to deal with this, is this you’re competition SCW? Anthony laughs. This dude is ridiculous, he need to be on somebody’s reality show instead of wrestling.

So homeboy called you trash? Madison chuckles as she hands Anthony the phone back. These dudes are hilarious; I mean he called you trash and then what else he says. Madison pauses to think. Something about him being the best or some type of champion or something, like what boat did this fool fall from? Because I know he fresh off the boat, like FRESH FRESH off the boat.

I don’t know who he is, Sean don’t know who he is, I don’t think DJ knows who he is, so he through a bitch fit because we didn’t acknowledge him, like dawg I’m facing you in my debut match, you nothing special, whatever company you worked for before, that fan base or those people may know of you but do you think we do? Like come on. Anthony rolls his eyes. Like this dude cracks me the fuck up, I can beat this fool in a heart beat, lay his ass flat in that ring and then throw a DC shirt over him, I can’t wait to embarrass this fucking juice head. Anthony pauses. Wait, that’s what they call them right?

Madison probably didn’t know, she was deep in her food, I guess her being on the flight for so long and then doing all that shopping, she had a huge appetite. I’m pretty sure she heard what I said about Giani, but it wasn’t processing because of the food she was stuffing down her throat.

Giani threw these little threats out; he made a scene on Twitter. But I didn’t acknowledge it; it was more against Sean who seems to have taken the title of the World’s Most Hated. I swear every week that man is being trashed by someone, but he keeps his cool. And I respect that about him, Sean came to me with an idea, I sat and I thought about it, it was never my intention to even be involved with the Dream Chaserz because I didn’t want that extra headache. But at the end of the day, each member of the team brings something different, and I respect each and every one of them, so I knew joining them would be the perfect decision in the end.

But Giani doesn’t get nor will he ever earn my respect. From what I heard the most we knew about him was he was or maybe still is Bianca’s fling of the week, because we know home girl gets around. But damn dawg, no one knew about you or you’re wrestling skills, no one knows what BCWA, or BBW, or whatever the fuck title you had, no one knows what that shit is. Just as no one knows what my WAW title is, two different promotions but you don’t see me coming in saying I’m THIS, or I’m THAT.

I hate a phony that brags, and I hate a dude that talks shit, Giani wants to get all tough and mad because we took out his people, then make sure he backs that anger up on Sunday because once I know his Italian ass out, I don’t expect to hear him pop off at the mouth about me or my team anymore.

Look, I am hungry boy. Madison sips on her Strawberry Daiquiri. It feels like I haven’t eaten in days, even though I had that steak on the plane.

Steak on the plane?

I sure did and it knocked me the fuck out, I was on there sleeping like a baby which was a good thing because that 18 hour trip, I only had to maybe endure half of them hours. Madison reaches down in her plate and grabs another piece of shrimp. But to answer you’re question, but I remember watching Jersey Shore one day and they we’re calling each other guidos.

I thought guidos we’re the names of sexy people. Anthony laughs. That fool look like a fucking monkey yo, like his face all balled up and shit, I bet his mother wished she would have swallowed that load instead of catching it.

That shit was hilarious, okay yes I quoted it from a movie line, but that shit was funny. Madison didn’t think so though, she put her shrimp down and pushed her plate to the side of the table, there’s certain jokes you can say around her, but I think once she imagines it in her head, if it isn’t a good image then it makes her a little nauseous, but that’s our relationship though, I say shit to kind of fuck with her.
I don’t need to hear anything about swallowing someone’s load, especially about Giani, that fool must have been a mistake.

 He angry though, he didn’t like the fact we took out his people but he a grown man, so on Sunday he’ll face me like a grown man, and sadly he’ll get his ass whooped like a grown man, one shot to his face, I swear I just want to take that fool out. Anthony sips on his Long Island, before ordering another from the waiter.  To be honest a lot of the drama dealing with these people stem from Dream Chaserz attacking everyone, so must of this shit I was dragged into, I’m not bitching out because if I have to jump in and kick some ass then I will, you know I don’t mind throwing these hands, but at the end of the day Giani disrespected me and that fruit don’t know me at all. I hate to be the one that has to shorten his wrestling career, but from this time on if that fool continues to disrespect me, then it’s his career he should be worried about.

A lot of people don’t know us, and that’s fine, but soon enough they’ll learn.

I don’t take no shit, whether its coming from a male or female, I speak my fucking mind and I’ll defend myself if I have to, Giani is begging for an ass beating and that’s what I’ll give him, once I shut that fool up then I can move on to better things, I see big things wrestling here in Sin City, truth be told I’m more excited then anything. Anthony reaches in his back pocket pulling out his AMEX card, she slides it in the billfold and the waiter walks off. I never heard of Giani until recently and honestly dude is all talk, so it’ll feel real good to embarrass him on Sunday.

I got faith in you bro; I know how dangerous you are in the ring. I wouldn’t be to concerned about it, I dealt with bitches talking shit on a daily basis, it comes with the territory, so let the dude talk shit, then at Climax Control when he gets his mouth smashed the fuck in, you won’t have to worry about him shit talking you or hell anyone at that matter for the rest of his life, I swear sometimes you have to get physical with these people in the world. Madison reaches in the chair and grabs her clutch bag, she stands up, taking one more sip of her Daiquiri and starts to walk toward the door. This liquor flowing through me already.

Hyatt Regency: New Delhi, India.

I wanted to go speak with Sean a little bit before I headed to the gym, I knew I needed to really figure out what he planned to do with the Dream Chaserz, I know he didn’t want to be known as the leader, but in reality it kind of like he was the leader, it was more of his idea to even come up with DC, well him and DJ’s.

Madison wanted to take a nap back at the hotel, she was able to get me a couple appearances here in India tonight so I figure I would catch up with her later, I was on my way to the Hyatt Regency, and the hotel Sean was staying. His hotel wasn’t to far from where I was staying so it didn’t take me long to get there, the hotel was nice though, even on the outside you could tell that it was pleasant inside.



Walking into the lobby, all I could see was gold, gold everywhere. It was nice as shit, I was scared I might bump into something or fuck something up, Sean wanted to meet me in the lobby because he was conducting business in his room, whatever business it was he wanted to keep private.

I noticed him exiting the elevator, he had on a pair of sweats and a black shirt, he motioned for me to follow him, and so I did. We ended up in a private room; it was time to discuss some fucking business, so I was excited.

Sunday is important night for DC man, Brooklyn is going against Odette and then you have you’re match with Giani, we need those wins. Sean sat down in the chair, folding his arms. It’s you’re first match so I don’t want to add any pressure on you man, but I need to you take Giani out.

Don’t worry about me and my match to much, I’m not to concerned about loosing to that punk, that dude is all talk, but no bite. I’ll take care of him and eliminate him out of our way, I heard him throwing shots at you, but in reality I’m the dude he should be scared of. A smirk grows across Anthony’s face. After Sunday he’ll realized that he messed up speaking bad about DC, then after that we won’t ever have to hear him open up his mouth again.

It’s not the opening his mouth I’m concerned about, I just don’t need him getting in my way to what’s really important, My mind is focused on Gabriel and what the fuck we have going on, fuck Giani, that over tanned prick don’t mean shit to me, he threw his little shots on Twitter, but just as I said on Twitter, but he didn’t approach me at all backstage to speak his mind, that bum is a Twitter gangsta. Sean laughs. I got a lot of them on my timeline, they come daily, so the words he threw my way didn’t mean a damn thing, I brushed them off, said what I needed to say and kept it moving.

He said he was going to participate in the lumberjack match, I mean to be honest I can hold my own ground so I’m not worried about being jumped or attacked in that main event, but I mean looking at the numbers, you think them fools are going to try something?

You have to understand that when DC evolved, when DC basically made its debut, a lot of people never saw it coming. I was known as a loner, I didn’t hang around the other superstars or try and build any friendships with them, so all of sudden you have lonely Sean and then next thing you have lonely Sean but a group of other people, it was shocking. But we did what we needed to do to make a statement and as you can see Dream Chaserz is the World’s Most Hated team and I like it that way, if these fools weren’t talking, then we wouldn’t be doing it right, the fact we got them talking means we’re doing something right, so let it play out and watch what happens, soon or later this whole company will be belong to us.

You on some Evolution shit huh? The 4 horsemen type deal. Anthony laughs. I can dig it though, I mean I can handle mines and I want you to realize that, I’ve notice and its sad to say just because I’ve only been signed with the company a little over 48 hours that we have a lot of Wannabe Gangstas, and honestly I can’t get down with that. It’s cool to hype yourself up, but only to a certain extent because believe me there will always be someone out there better then you, but its like damn everyone backstage spitting that shit about “How their the best. “ or all that nonsense, but I see a bunch of weak ass talent.

Welcome to my world, this company carries some of the biggest ego freaks in the business, but you have to look past that, I don’t let what people say bother me. I use to in the beginning, especially when it came to my sexuality but after a while I just let it go, why you think people hate me so much now? If I was still the way I was before, I would still be loosing matches and not making it anywhere, but people will recognize me now, I’ve worked to fucking hard in this company to not make it anywhere.

I’m ready to climb that ladder though, and I’ll be able to show my abilities come Sunday, I can’t wait to get in that ring with Giani yo, even though he came at you more, I just feel that someone needs to shut his ass up, and the sad part about it was he yapped that nonsense about him being the best and all his little accomplishments, but damn in his debut match he has to face me, that could be the worst luck that fool ever endured.

Sean was cool to be around, that dude has some problems, but he was a good dude. I never really question his own sexuality because I know about the skeletons I have in my own closet, but his preference didn’t offend or bother me, I respected the dude for wrestling in a business that was so male enforced, and I know it has to be hard for him because of the jokes or the comments that are made, but honestly if a dude attacks something like that, then he’s weak, he needs to look at himself before he attacks another persons preference.

But Sean could drink though, I swear just from sitting in this room, we’ve only been in here for about ten minutes and he had already drank two Goose and Cranbury drinks, yeah the cups were small, but I know he had to feel a buzz a little.

I had followed Sean through the lobby and back into the elevator, this fucking elevator was huge, gold walls, even the numbers were fancy, well at least the way they were shown. I never use to think the Hyatt could be so expensive, but then again I never really spent too much on a hotel room, so I never knew.

I mostly stayed in Marriott hotels or Holiday Inns, those were usually my preferences, but Madison felt this would be a little better, I looked it up online, agreed to staying and she booked the tickets.

Walking into Sean’s room, I felt as though I was home. The living room area was huge, flat screen TV’s hanging from the wall, granite counter tops, even a see-thru shower in the middle of the floor, that shit was nice.

You looking at the shower huh? Amazing. Sean walks over to the shower, he reaches in, turning the knob, closing the door, the steam arises and quickly the shower steams up. Look how hard and fast that water hits, I swear I took like five showers today just so I could spend time in there. Sean turns the water off. But make yourself at home man, I am going make a couple calls and then I want to head out to the gym with you.

Gold’s Gym.

Riding in the Taxi was a different experience, I couldn’t help but watch Sean tumbling out of the car, I guess those two shots didn’t help out at the end, and then this fool still wanted to come and work out.

We both walked into the gym, paying the $15 guest pass fee, Sean walked into the locker-room while I headed over to the weights, it was a lot of fine people in this gym, the females we’re on point, some American, some Indian and other nationalities, which was strange to me because I know in this day in age people travel, but its always interesting to go to other countries and see the type of people you could run into.

These weights was only helping me though, even living in LA, I hit the gym at least three times a week, I want to be one of them old dudes that can still run when I reach 80, or able to still drive or cook. I don’t want to get to the point where I can’t take care of myself, that something that always stood in the back of my mind was to at least try and stay in shape, or healthy.

Sean walked out of the locker room, dressed in a beater and some basketball shorts he hopped on the treadmill, which was cool because I was going to hit that up next anyway, I had to work on my arms a little before I start stressing these legs out.

I happened to notice this chick staring at me though, and I mean staring hard. I was single, it wouldn’t hurt to flirt a bit but I know being here in India won’t help me, I can’t do that long distance shit again, I tried that and it didn’t work.

She made her way over to me though, introduced herself as Nadia, she was a pretty good looking girl, long hair that stretched down her back, her ass was everything but I don’t like to disrespect girls with ass comments, not in the beginning of a meet.

She wanted to chill later which was fine, a little play in my hotel room wouldn’t matter, she said she had some party favors, depending on what she was bringing; I was down for a good time.  I didn’t want to let this match stress me the hell out, I was worried but more concerned about what Giani might have up his sleeve, the dude is desperate.

I know he wanted this win more then anything, his debut match, going against me, we both have no idea of who each other was, so to me this match is definitely important.

Nadia dropped me her digits, I took them. I told her I would hit her up from the hotel later that evening, she had to be mixed with something though because girl has ass for days, her curves was just right. Sliding the number in my pocket, I joined Sean on the other treadmill.

You think Giani will have help on Sunday?

It depends, I hope dude is man enough to come out there on his own to fight you, if not you should know DC won’t be to far behind. Sean ups the number on the treadmill, making it go faster. NXT and The Sins issues are mostly with DJ and I, and I guess you could say James too, so they probably won’t focus to much on you, but then again you are a target because you are apart of the group, they might try and do everything in their power to take out the people around us, just so they can get to me.

I don’t see that happening though, like Sean you are a target man, I swear its like everyone in this fucking company hates you, but that’s just how it is sometimes, sometimes you have to be the hated one to really make a name for yourself and that’s what I see happening. Anthony climbs down off the treadmill, standing next to Sean’s. Before I signed the contract with Sin City, I checked the company out and I wasn’t to impressed with the competition, I mean yes they have a couple names here that have talent but the rest is like a joke, I mean take Giani as example, this fool thinks just because he might of accomplished a lot in his last company that we suppose to bow down to him like he King or something, but homie I don’t bow down to anyone. Dudes like that make me want to fight them because I feel as though they weren’t disciplined when they we’re younger, those the type of kids where their parents let them run free and cause a ruckus but it doesn’t work like that, Giani opened his mouth at the wrong time and he said the wrong damn thing, so at Climax Control I’ll put an end to his trash talk and if it plays out how I want it to play out then hopefully his career, it’s embarrassing to have to watch him loose his debut match but that’s how the cookie crumbles, I wonder what his bitch would think of him after she watches him loose, maybe I can pop off in her mouth and then she realize she needs to drop that looser and get with a real man.

Ewww Bianca? Yo, I swear her shit got to many miles on it, so many trains has entered that station. Sean snickered. No but honestly he can keep that dead weight, that chick so pale I swear its hard to see her during the day time.

What about dude? He came out on stage looking like a fucking orange dawg; he must over tans, image issues I guess. Anthony laughs as he reaches for his water bottle; he turns and heads over to the weights again, to start working on his arms again.

I hated talking trash, I did. Yeah of course I do it, who doesn’t? But most of the time I try and ignore that shit, it’s a waste, you do all that talk, and what happens if you loose? Then the talking was for nothing, I understand its promo work, you need to hype yourself up, but come correct dude, if you going to kick me ass then kick my ass, don’t say you going to do it and then get in the ring and a different out come happens.

Giani is a lame, I respect the fact he feels that he can beat me or even the group I hang around with but I need to bring his ass back to reality, maybe smack him a couple times in his face to make him realize that he only talking out of his ass. He was the, what he say? The Empire Champion or some shit, but homie I hold the WAW World Heavyweight Title, I retired with that shit around my waist, I still have the belt in my fucking bed room lying across my mantle piece but you don’t see me throwing that shit out in the air, I don’t care what championships you’ve held or won, this is fucking Sin City, a totally different atmosphere and on Sunday he has to deal with me.

I remember back in WAW when I wrestled under the alias Lil’ Dominator, that name was feared anytime it popped up, whether backstage, on a match, or coming out of someone’s mouth, people feared when they had to go up against me in the ring, because them fuckers knew how reckless I could be, how ruthless I was. Each time I step foot in the ring, I never held back, I threw these hands and did my moves and always walked out victorious, my record is unstoppable and so am I.

Look, the way I see it is we go into Climax Control and handle our biz, Brooklyn is going to take care of Odette, that’s easy work right there. I don’t know Giani background to much, never really heard of the dude until recently but you can see his ego is out of this world, let him talk his shit, let him say what he needs to say but on Sunday all that talk won’t matter, I’m pretty sure you’ll lay his ass out and that’ll be one less person we have to worry about, I got faith in both you and Brooklyn. Sean leaps off the treadmill and heads over to the door leading to the shower. I need to use to the bathroom, we can hit them weights a little bit more and then head back out, cool?

I agreed. Sean went into the bathroom, and I stood there for a couple minutes just looking around the gym, I thought I would see some other SCW Stars here but I guess their off with other agendas on their mines, I hope Giani is taking this match as serious as I am, but then again he one of them types that probably feel like they don’t need practice or any type of training, but personally I don’t give a fuck who I’m facing, big or small, I will always make sure my body, my mind is physically and mentally prepared for whatever match I come across.
Each day I grew more and more excited though, I think my level of happiness grew, especially after Giani threw them shots on Twitter, it made me feel better, it made me realize the boy fucked up. But once I take care of him, he’ll feel stupid at the end of the day, he shouldn’t of jumped into something he wasn’t ready for, I understand he wants to make this big impact here in Sin City, but that impact won’t happened this week, the only thing will experience is a lost, such a shame.

Finally Sean came out of the bathroom, I followed behind him to the weights located on the other side of the gym, and these weights worked the midsection and the legs, after a couple minutes on them we decided to head back to the hotel.

South Indian Hotel.
1:26 am

It was late as shit, I knew Madison probably wouldn’t be too happy about me being out so late. She’s the type of chick that kind of plays mommy at times, even though she was only a year older she felt like she needed to keep an eye on me. But I was drunk as shit, walking through the lobby I could see all the employees staring at me, I knew they knew that I was a little fucked up, but damn the alcohol in India was on point, that shit would have you fucked up in a matter of seconds.

Luckily I haven’t started blurring my words, I am shocked I was able to make it back to the hotel, I guess I should thank my taxi driver in the morning, I asked him if he could come back in the morning and take me to Gold’s Gym, hopefully I can remember that shit or even wake up in the morning.

I could hear the television on in the hotel room, some R&B music was playing, and I didn’t even know that India would play any of the music I like, you hear so much about them banning artists because of certain songs or the lyrics but who cares, I just know that Madison was probably up, drinking a little win and playing wordfeud on her phone.

The door was cracked, I pushed it opened and there she was, standing near the entrance to the balcony.

I didn’t think you we’re ever coming back.

I was going to stay over at Sean’s, but I remembered our plans in the morning so I just decided to come back here. Anthony hiccups. I don’t know what it is about Indian liquor, but this shit got me feeling a certain type of way. Anthony runs into the bathroom slamming the door behind him. SHIT, I think its coming. After about five minutes of gagging, nothing comes up, Anthony gets to his feet, holding onto the sink, he turns and slowly walks into the bed room falling face first onto the bed. Damn, I just want to go to sleep. Anthony mumbles.

Don’t get caught up Anthony, I know you’re excited about this match and all but you still need to focus.

Here comes the motherly advice, I’m good sis. Anthony rolls onto his back, staring up at his sister. Trust, I just had a couple drinks, its my first night in India and I had to fucking party like no other, I thought this place was going to be wack but I’m actually enjoying myself, and sis Anthony pauses. The chicks are bad, and I mean that shit in a good way, I saw this one shorty with an ass like Nicki’s, but hers was real though. Anthony laughs.

How you know that?

You can look at an ass and tell if that shit fake, hers was natural, soft to. Madison turns and punches Anthony in the arm. Damn! What you do that for? Anthony replies holding onto his arm.

You haven’t been here 48 hours fool and you already grabbing on girls asses and shit, we are in a different country and their religion and morals are a lot different from what we endure in the States so please Anthony, try and stay out of jail.

I wasn’t, she backed her ass up on me inside the gym, I thought it was a little strange but then I didn’t pay it any attention, I never knew girls could be desperate like that.

Some girls see an attractive man and don’t know what to do. Madison smiles as she sits down on the ledge of the bed.  But then again I call them type of chicks thirsty, I’ve noticed you got a couple of them walking around backstage also, so be careful when dealing with them bitches, because I hadn’t planned on returning to wrestling anytime soon.
> I have no interest in any of these females, majority of them look a mess, the only one I find attractive really is Brooklyn but me and her cool, I don’t look at her like that, she like homie type and that’s a good thing. I’ve known Brooklyn for some time though, no one knew that, but me and her use to chill back when I was in WAW, I remember our company holding this inter-promotional type event and she was there, I met with her, we kicked it during the show and after, but we always stayed in contact.

Yeah that Brooklyn girl, she cool people. I interacted with her a couple times via Twitter, that bitch get a lot of hate on a daily basis too.

I guess I have to get use to something like that, I never expected joining and being hated like this, but if that’s what It takes to move up in this company then so be it, I got thick skin so I can handle whatever someone throw my way, just don’t be surprised when I throw them shots back. Anthony hiccups again, he sits up placing his hand against his chest, inhaling and exhaling deep breaths. This fucking liquor is fucking with me yo, like my body feels like throwing up but I know I don’t have to.

So I guess we won’t make it to the gym tomorrow morning. Madison shrugs her shoulders as she nudges Anthony who falls back down onto the bed. Which is fine, we don’t have to go at the crack of dawn, but I at least wanted to get in there early, so we could leave out and explore India some more.

That’s cool with me. Anthony belches. Damn Sis, that’s going to smell because I smell it now. Anthony covers his nose.

It smells like fucking dog shit man, Yuck.

Madison was crazy, but I enjoyed her company because she kept me sane. People would think that we lived the perfect life, but it wasn’t all flowers and dandelions, yeah that sounded kind of gay but I needed to think of something perfect.

We grew up with money, both parents in our lives, but it wasn’t always a successful relationship, especially when it came to our families, same mother but different fathers it was always hard for us. Madison’s Dad wasn’t to thrilled with having a step son, so he would force my mother to send me to my father’s house in Nashville, but during that time my father was in and out of rehab dealing with his painkiller addiction that he really didn’t have an opportunity to play father to me.

My grandparents ended up raising me after awhile, so I stayed in Compton for a couple years, that didn’t last long because I always ended up getting into fights during school, my grandparents didn’t give up on me though, my grandma thought sending me to kind of like a boarding school would help me, but it only made matters worst.

My attitude is the type where I don’t need people to validate who I am as a person, its so many fucking judgmental people in this world and when it comes to judging others, they loose themselves, it may sound confusing but it’s the truth. They’re so caught up on trying to bring others down that they don’t really take the time to focus on themselves.

I can’t really talk, yes I knew joining Dream Chaserz says a lot, but that group has potential and honestly I’m there for a support when they need it, I’m still focused on my own shit, but having that back up wouldn’t hurt.

I didn’t mean to belch in your face, that shit just kind of came out. Anthony grabs a hold of Madison pulling her closer to him; he smiles as he blows his breath in her face again. Smells better huh?

Madison was over it, she had hit me like five times in my arm, she had so many different phobias, I don’t think they’re really phobias, I just think she doesn’t care for men who has bad breath, ugly ass feet, and bad BO, so even though I’m family, I’m still placed in that category. But I could tell she was getting annoyed, she jumped up from the bed and ran into the other room, that’s cool though I’ll give her some space, she probably irritated still because I didn’t want to go shopping with her earlier but I didn’t have time for that and Madison likes to shop.

I was bored though, I wasn’t trying to use my phone to much with me being out of the states and all, I usually jump on Twitter every now and then, to see what some of the superstars are saying, nothing to serious though, there were a couple tweets with Rage whining about his World Title lost, a few tweets between Despayre and Gabriel, those were boring though, I’m surprised Gabriel didn’t mention DC, but then again he could of.

I rarely look at his tweets, that man so pussy whipped that he probably doesn’t realize he still has a dick between his legs. Ha, I see Giani kept quiet today which is probably good for him, that dudes delusional if he thinks he winning his first match, I feel bad for him because maybe if he was going against another one of these losers then he might have had a chance, but he’s facing me. Dawg, I’m ready and I’ve been ready. I’ve been waiting for this opportunity to step back into the ring, after WAW I gave up with some of these companies and the talent, but coming across Sin City I knew I was making a good choice.

So fuck that, on Sunday I’m going in.

Madison, come here. Anthony jumps up from the bed racing into the living area, Madison lays there on the couch, scrolling through her phone, she looks up giving Anthony the mean eye as he would call it. Damn, you still mad huh? Aight look I’m sorry I blew my breath in you’re face but damn I needed some excitement.

We could have had some excitement shopping today, but you chose to sit in the house.

I just wanted to kind of chill tonight, Sean wanted me to come out with him but I don’t think I’m really interested in what he’s doing.

If he’s going to a gay club, then I’m all for it, it’s been a while since I’ve been to one and the music would probably be exactly what I need right now.

Uhhh, yeah you know I’m down for that, at least right now and is that even legal here in India?

Child, it’s gays everywhere, you not hiding from them and who knows, it might be some underground shit and you know Sean knows about all the parties, coming from his background. Madison jumps to her feet rushing toward Anthony, she grabs his arm. We should go, have some drinks, see what the nightlife is like and if we’re not feeling it, then we can just come back here and play spades or something.

I mean if you want to go then that’s fine, it’s been a while since I’ve actually kicked it with Sean, so I don’t know how it would be and then being in that type of environment whether its legal or underground, you don’t know what type of shit could pop off, and I can’t afford catching no more cases, not after the one in Nashville. Anthony shakes his head after mentioning Nashville. You should go though because I think Brooklyn is going with him!

I didn’t mind my sister going alone, she was a big girl, hell she beat a 275lb man back in WAW when she won the World Title, one of the first females in the company to win the title. Madison wasn’t going to let that stop her, she put her phone on the charger and rushed to the bathroom, now I can hear the shower running so I figured she would go out anyway.

And right now my mind needs to be focused on this match, fuck the partying, I may get a drink here and there but my body needs to be on point to beat this fucking clown, he made such a big deal last Climax Control announcing his signing, but there’s nothing special about this man, I know it will pain him to lose to me, his pride, his ego, his self esteem will feel so weak after I’m fucking done with him, I put that on everything.

Not only would this win be huge for me, but for Dream Chaserz also, so I got this.

Phone Conversation. 6:16 am

Talk dirty to me Anna, quit playing. Anthony grunts.

Why aren’t you sleeping? Isn’t it like 6 in the morning over there?

I was up half the night, Madison was texting me like crazy because she ended getting lost with Sean, I think they had a good time though, she just got in the house but she went straight to the bathroom. Anthony leans over, trying to look out through his bedroom door to see if his sister is out of the bathroom. She’s probably drunk and knowing her she either throwing up or peeing.

My son is awake Ant, not tonight.

Damn you fucking with my emotions right now, I wish you could of came to India with me, that would have been nice, they got some nice views and shit out here, a lot of places we could of played around. Anthony laughs. Ya heard me?

I’m happy you’re finally wrestling again, I know you missed it. Anna sighs.

Don’t worry about me Ann, I got this, I promised I won’t be too rough with the boy this week but I need to teach that dickhead a lesson, so he’s leaving that arena with some bruises, I promise you that. Anthony reaches over and grabs his water bottle, he drinks a little, the quietness on the phone told him that Anna is thinking the worst again, Anthony sighs as he places the bottle back on the table. You doing that silent shit again and I don’t like that, I know I had issues in the past companies with my anger inside the ring but I promise you I won’t fuck this up Ann, trust me on this.

I trust you, but I don’t want another repeat of WAW Ant, I can’t go through that again.

You rode with me throughout that whole thing girl, that’s why I fuck with you, but show lil man some love and I’ll hit you later, my sister just hit the room.

I hung the phone up and watch Madison walked in the bedroom, well I wouldn’t say walked, that chick basically crawled but she got made it to the couch, I tried to offer the bed but she wanted to lay on the couch, I guess that’s that drunk shit for you. But I could tell she had fun, she had a couple drinks in her but she deserved that shit.

Madison had been through a lot this year, not so much negative bullshit, but not a lot of positive either, a lot of family drama and then of course some of her deals that fell through but you could never keep my sister down, she’s survived the worst.

I’m proud of you bro, and that’s real, I know for a fact you’re winning this match, fuck that Giani kid yo, he not shit. Madison laughs, almost falling off the couch. Yeah I’m drunk and I need to take my ass to sleep, I don’t even know what I’m talking about right now.

I knew she wouldn’t hang, but I needed to take my ass to sleep to, I had a couple appearances to make in the morning and do some photo shoot for Sin City, so I didn’t want to be late for that shit, but I couldn’t go to sleep right now, I just couldn’t. This match had me thinking, I was fucking anxious, I wanted to wrap my hands around that pricks neck, he wants to diss me, and then the dream chaserz, he doesn’t know what he’s getting himself in.

The Sins, NXT, Rage, Santa Claus, Jason Voorhees, the next loser backstage, whoever the fuck want a piece of me or my crew can step, because we not backing down from any challenge, we promised the backstage and the fans around the world a new beginning in Sin City and we’re doing exactly that. I’m pretty sure dude probably going call me these names, or say how he is going to beat me, he might even call me pathetic but that’s cool homie because those are just words, just like the trash talk I did, either way when it comes down to the match, those words won’t mean shit, the only focus should whose going to survive until the end.

I have nothing to say no more, I said what I needed I’ll prove that at Climax Control but right now I need to follow in my sisters footsteps and rest these eyes, I got a hard week ahead of me and Sunday is going to be fucking insane.

Damn these eyes … are getting …. Heavy ….

I thought I could go to sleep, but my phone rang four times, I didn’t recognize the number but I figured I should have answered it because it might have been important.

Who this?

I heard you we’re wrestling for some fancy promotion, you couldn’t inform your father of this good news, especially after I help you keep your finances together while you sat you’re on your ass. Darnell let out a sarcastic laugh. It’s only love son.

I figured you’d be off on some fancy trip as you would say, so excuse me for nothing bothering you pops, but what is it that you need?

I would have liked tickets to the show; I would of enjoyed being up, close and front row for your match.

The last time we we’re in each other’s presence, we ended up scrapping and breaking momma’s table, I think I remember you calling me you’re least favorite son.

Words were said, but out of anger and I figure since we are adults, we could move pass that. Darnell clears his throat. I could make it to India quick, I’m just waiting for the invite.

I knew I wasn’t going to sleep now, sitting on the phone with this man was torture and all he could sit back and talk about is what he’s done for me, and what he’s done for us to have the lifestyle we have and it’s bullshit yo, my father sold drugs half his life and was able to save the money he got and open up a couple business, he set up two separate accounts for both Madison and I, but I was receiving less amount of funds because I had a closer relationship with stepfather, then him.

But I was a smart dude though; I saved my money, stacked more money, did what I needed to do, keep my bills light, and worked hard as shit. Financially I’m at a comfortable space, in my career, I was lost but now that Sin City has given me the opportunity, I’m ready to show the fuck off.  I’m  glad I get to face Giani in my debut match, it’s an intense match, it could be a main event type match, he’s new, I’m new, and with the drama going on with DC and everyone else, it makes perfect sense.

I could sit back and explain my whole family history, but it would be too much. I try to forgot the most because to be honest, its true what they say about rich kids having the most problems, all that money and then when you’re parents are rich, but occasional fuck ups, sometimes that shit rubs off on you, or off you.

Let me know son, I could get this ticket now and be there by Friday.

Check your e-mail, I’m out.

Click.

I had to hang up, if I wouldn’t of then that man would have tried to have a full conversation, asking me questions about my life, what I was doing, what I was spending my money on, so I couldn’t hang, that conversation had to end asap.

Again I will try and close my eyes, no interruptions, I need fucking sleep.

Scene ends.