As the shot found itself opening up. First thing that was noticeable was the skyline of Phoenix, Arizona. Dusk had begun to settle in over the sky and the colors were just beautiful thanks to the sun starting to disappear for the night. Reason the shot was so epic was thanks to this very spot known as the Dobbins Lookout. The perfect spot to get a good look at Phoenix.
With the cameras finding themselves starting to zoom out a little. A hooded figure could be seen just standing there looking out at the skyline. Silence consumed the figure for only a few moments. However when that silence was finally broken. The instant connection to who it was would be made.
“Abuse of power. . .”
Reaching up with the heavily tattooed hand. Pulling down the hood to the jacket to reveal himself to be who they all thought it was. The man that called himself the Entity of Sin City Wrestling. One and only, Kevin Carter. Finding himself then slowly turning around to face the cameras with that signature scowl displayed on his expression.
“In the eleven years I have known Mark Ward and Christian Underwood. Anything and everything they’ve ever done for Sin City Wrestling has always involved some type of abuse of power. It has always been about doing something for them. It has always been about benefiting them. It has always been about what was going to make them happy. What was going to line their pockets with the most money. What was going to make them seem like the heroes in the world of professional wrestling media.
No matter what story they try to tell or what kind of narrative they’re trying to feed you. Their ultimate goal has NEVER been to make Sin City Wrestling a better place. It has NEVER been about making Sin City Wrestling the desired place to be. It has NEVER been about benefiting the men and women that put their bodies on the line for this company. And it damn sure has NEVER been about keeping the fans happy with moments and memories that will live to stand the test of time.”
Carter only shook his head from side to side. That look on his face had begun to transform more into disgust rather than disdain for the men he had referred to.
“I get that I am the guy that people don’t want to listen to. I get that I am the guy that everyone seems to think I have my own narrative to spin. I get that everyone just thinks I’m this awful human being and I’m out to tear Sin City Down by any means. But the only reason I am that guy is because I am one of the few to take a stand. I’m one of the few to push back. I am one of the few to call Mark and Christian out on their shit to the faces. It’s why it got me canned eleven years ago. Sure, my contract was up. But they chose not to resign me because they deemed me difficult to deal with because I was the one to stand up to them. And eleven years later nothing has changed with them!”
Again he shook his head. His words almost made him sound like he wasn’t the least bit surprised by the situation. Finding himself starting to take a couple of steps down from where he stood. Forcing the cameraman to back up a little to keep him in the shot.
“As much as no one wants to listen to me. Surely, it’s becoming harder to ignore. The evidence is right there in your face. Look at what’s going on this very second. Mark could have been a man. He could have been a true man. He could have listened to what I had to say fairly. Especially when he knows in his heart of hearts. I never struck him intentionally. He could have shook my hand last week. Accepted my apology and we could have gone on about our business. But no...
He couldn’t be a man. He couldn’t do the right thing. He couldn’t just let it be. Nah, because he knew all the cards were in his hand when it came to deciding what happened at High Stakes. He couldn’t wait to flex that power. He couldn’t wait to make the match between the two of us official. He couldn’t wait to keep me on edge when it comes to naming the stipulation. That is a man that is downright drunk with power and abusing it in every sense of the word. But, yet I’m the bad guy in this story.”
Rolling his eyes for a brief moment. Such a simple gesture set the tone in how sarcastic he was with that phrase. Finding himself continuing on pretty quickly.
“I should be happy that for the first time since High Stakes III that I’ll be competing at the biggest event of the year. But I’m not... because it’s not a situation where I am competing for a championship -- something that is long overdue. It’s not a situation where I am competing against someone of equal talent. Someone of true importance. Instead of getting a chance to show I really belong here which has been something I have been fighting for all this time. Instead of being featured like a true Main Event caliber star that I have been all along.
I have to waste my talent. I have to once again take a backseat to my goals. I am once again being held down intentionally. All because one of the men that owns this company wanted to abuse their power, come of their shitty retirement, and take a spot on the card that could have gone to someone else. I am sure that you are really proud of yourself right about now, Mark. However when the time comes I am going to show you that you ended up making the biggest mistake of your professional and business career. That time is coming real soon.
But right now, I have to focus on something else. I have to put my focus to another clear abuse of power. This time it doesn’t have just your fingerprints all over it. Nah, this time it has yours AND Christian’s on it. Oddly enough before I get too far into this. I have to say, I don’t even know why you decided to put your nose in our business Christian. You see, for a long-long time we had a very good thing going for us. You stayed the hell away from me. I stayed the hell away from you. You pretty much ignored Alexander. Not that I blame you for that.
That’s a scary man and one you don’t want to piss off. So, I can see why you’ve stayed in your little corner when it comes to him. And when it came to J2H... I’m careful to say that you were biased. But you understood what J2H meant to this company. You understood what he did for this company. At its lowest points you strapped this company to his shoulders and he carried it to where it is. You will forever be grateful for that. Or at least I thought. That was until you came out with security last week and got involved in something that wasn’t any of your concern.”
The way he shook his head once again was a resemblance of being frustrated.
“All you had to do was mind your own. Let us take care of that old prick. Let us take Michael Harris out to the pastures and put him down like the old dog he is. But you couldn’t allow that. You just like Mark couldn’t stand the fact the spotlight wasn’t on you. Couldn’t stand the fact all eyes weren't on you. So you did what you did and made an enemy out of us. Something you will soon live to regret. But not before you two came up with this little plan you’ve hatched.
You really put myself, James, and Alexander against each other this week. Now let’s be honest here gentlemen. Did you really think that you’re going to FORCE us to do what you want us to do?! Did you really believe that decision the two of you have made in a booking sense is going to tear apart the bond the three of us have?! Do you really believe for a single solid second you’ve got something over on us?! Do you really believe that you’re going to get us to compete against one another?!”
Such a sinister chuckle found itself falling from Carter’s lips in that second.
“That’s rich that you believe that. Did you two forget about how My Bloody Valentine went some months back? J2H and I baited every single one of you to believe in that match. You really thought that you were going to get something special out of J2H versus the Entity. Now don’t get me wrong. The two of us beat the holy hell out of each other. I discovered that J2H is every bit of good that he says that he is. He found out that you two made a mistake years ago in just casting me aside. We met on a level that no one else can ever meet us on. Gave you easily the best match you have seen in months.
But what you didn’t get was to see a winner in that. You want to know why you didn’t get to see a winner in that? Hmm? Do you?! It’s not just because we had a plan set in motion to bring us together in the end. But it was more so because you didn’t deserve to have a winner! Not any of you fans deserved to see a clear cut winner because you didn’t respect us. You didn’t sing our praises the way that we have always deserved. And as far as Mark and Christian go? You didn’t deserve a clear cut winner because you weren’t going to profit off of us!”
Carter’s tone found itself becoming angry and irritated once again. With the drop of a time everything with his attitude had shifted right back into being that bitter hate fueled man that they have all come to discover him to be this past year.
“Not a goddamn chance were we going to allow you to put it out there that you put on the best matches with the best talent. Not when you didn’t treat us like that to our faces. No fuck you and your shady business dealings. We took matters into our own hands and look at how it all turned out in the end. You along with these idiot fans fell right into our trap. But suddenly you forget how this works. I won’t lay a hand on James or Alexander. In return neither one of them will lay a hand on me. You are not going to tear apart the greatest trio to ever exist in this place.
You will never give us the credit that we deserve. That’s why things have been as bad as they are. But when you go back and look at our history. Look at everything that Myself, J2H, and Alexander have done for this company. We bring eyes to this company. We put asses in seats each and every week. We have dominated. Not just this year, but throughout this company’s entire history. For years upon years, we have been the men that have helped keep the doors open. Without us, there would be no Sin City Wrestling and it’s about damn time you admit that!”
For a moment he found himself pausing. Letting the silence overcome the scenery. Leaving people with nothing other than their thoughts. That smirk of his finally growing a little bigger.
“Hate to break it to you but you don’t control us. You don’t control what we do. We’re not some monkeys you can just demand that we dance and then we do just that. No, we are the ones in control and you’re about to find out just how in control we are. Hope the bad business decision you made with this match is something you can overcome in the end!”
From there Carter just took one last look at the cameras. The look in his eyes said it all. He was a man that believed in everything that he said. Even if no one else believed in what he was saying. Finally, he walked right out of the camera view and left them to focus on that sunset of the Phoenix sky. Until the scenery finally found itself fading to black.
