May 12th, 2025
Metropolitan Courthouse
Los Angeles, California
It was bright and early in Los Angeles. Kevin should have been on a flight to Paris by now. Instead he was forced to catch a flight right after the show in Amsterdam and fly all the way back home. Thanks to an ongoing legal battle with his son. Eleven hours on a flight. Barely any sleep. Walking through the courthouse in a suit looking on the rough side. Finding himself approaching a man in a sharply dressed suit. Tapping him on the shoulder forcing him to turn around.
Bradley Ethington III: Thank god. You actually made it. This was going to blow up everything if you didn’t make it here today.Kevin Carter: This should have been handled well before now.Bradley Ethington III: Yes, but Nicole got the kid a good lawyer. A damn good lawyer.Kevin Carter: Well if you’re going to slobber all over him like that. Maybe, I shouldn’t be paying you the kind of money I’m paying you. Maybe I should see if he’s taking new clients.Bradley Ethington III: Let’s not go down that road, Kevin.The tension that was rising amongst the two was instantly downplayed. Every bit of Carter’s face just showed how exhausted he was.
Bradley Ethington III: Since we got a few minutes before we head into the room. I take it all that stuff worked out with SCW? I didn’t hear anymore after I said you’d be there.Kevin Carter: You sure you want to talk about another situation that you didn’t handle correctly?Bradley Ethington III: Huh? I did handle it.Kevin Carter: I told you to tell them. I wouldn’t be there unless I was presented with a challenge. Presented with competition. Unless it was worth a flight there. And that’s not what I got!Bradley Ethington III: That’s exactly what I told them. It’s not my fault that they didn’t deliver. They told me they would. I made you honor your contract. Sounded pretty simple to me.Kevin Carter: You should have done a better fucking job and made sure that they actually delivered. Instead I got nothing more than a waste of my fucking time and zero sleep for this shit because of it!Bradley Ethington III: All due respect Kevin...Kevin Carter: I don’t even want to talk about the shit anymore. You failed to do your job properly. I had to deal with the bullshit I dealt with. It is what it is. In the books. Just move on from it.There was clear tension amongst the two of them. Most of it coming from Kevin himself, but then again it shouldn’t have been surprising. He was rotten to the core. Anytime he could cause a problem he would. Sad to say for a forty year old man, but it was the truth. Before things could escalate the two of them found themselves being approached. On the right was Kevin’s ex wife Nicole and on the right was some older man in a suit. Kevin just glared in their direction.
Sebastian Warren: Mr. Carter.Kevin Carter: What the hell do you want?Sebastian Warren: There’s no need for all the hostility.Kevin Carter: More than enough reason when you’re bringing my ex around me.Nicole Austin: Grow up Kevin! We’re only coming over here to try and have a civil conversation. One last time before we go into court.Kevin Carter: You should know by now I’m not civil person.The glare in his expression just helped sell the story to what he was saying. He watched Nicole roll her eyes and shake her head slightly. Annoyed by the attitude he was presenting them with.
Bradley Ethington III: First of all. Kevin. Please keep yourself in check. We don’t need to give them any kind of leverage. And second of all. We can have whatever discussion you want to have in the courtroom. No need to address my client outside of it.Sebastian Warren: Well, actually. I figured before we went to court today. We’d have a civil conversation where I offered one final resolution. Before the judge the resolution for you.Kevin Carter: No one is making any resolution for me.Bradley Ethington III: Kevin. Again. Please remain calm... What’s this resolution you’re suggesting?Sebastian Warren: We go in there today. Mr. Carter drops all charges against my client Wyatt. In return all he has to do is pay for emotional damages.Kevin Carter: Emotional damages? What the hell are you talking about?!Sebastian Warren: Putting your son through this entire ordeal. From the arrest to the pressing charges and not to mention the years of emotional abuse from being a neglectful father.Kevin Carter: Go fuck yourself. I’m not paying anything!Rage instantly consumed the California native almost right away. He turned bright red in the face from the anger. This quickly let to his attorney stepping between Kevin and the other two. Holding his hands up.
Bradley Ethington III: You know as well as I do. That’s pushing the line of defamation of character. My client has done nothing of the sort. Also, your client was the one that trespassed on mine’s property. Assaulted my client. Entered his home without permission and continued the assault.Sebastian Warren: To which all stemmed from neglect and emotional distress from his father. It all reached a boiling point. We have our defense lined up. We were simply trying to prevent this from being drawn out and having it be embarrassing for your client who is in the public eye.Kevin Carter: Let me tell you something you coc---Bradley Ethington III: There is nothing further for us to discuss. My client and I are not interested in the deal. We’ll let the court handle it as they see fit.Sebastian Warren: Fair enough. We tried to do the right thing here.He turned himself around and went to walk away. Nicole on the other hand found herself stepping towards Kevin. Her eyes narrowed at him.
Nicole Austin: You’re going to regret this. You’re going to regret everything you ever did to us. Scumbags like you don’t go through life without karama catching them eventually!The hatred was pouring out of her with those few words. Kevin on the other hand didn’t seem to have any emotion coming out of him at all. Instead there was just an arrogant smirk that covered his entire expression. That didn’t do him any favors. Nicole scoffed and turned herself around. Walking away with her attorney. Leaving Kevin and his alone. This was going to get a whole lot worse before it got any better and the scumbag in him wanted nothing more than that very thing to happen.
May 15th, 2025
Paris Convention Center
Vanves, France
With Sin City Wrestling taking over the city of Paris for the big supercard event: Into The Void. There were things going on all over the city for the fans. Meet and greets. Autograph signings. And so much more. Today at the Paris Convention Center. Hundreds and hundreds of fans were in attendance for a Q&A involving the Internet Champion. Sitting front and center at a table with the Internet Championship placed out in front of him was the man himself, Kevin Carter. Every bit of his expression showed he didn’t want to be there as a member of the SCW staff was addressing the fans in attendance.
SCW Employee: Ladies and gentlemen. I want to thank you all for being here today. Kevin is thrilled to be able to meet with you wonderful fans.There was an uproar of cheers from the crowd. A few boos though based on who he was. Kevin on the other hand could be seen rolling his eyes.
SCW Employee: I do just want to address one thing. We’re going to get to as many of you as possible today, but I was informed before we came out here. Kevin will not be answering certain questions. If one of your questions happens to be one that falls in line. Please respect his decision and just move on.That brought out a collective set of boos from the audience.
SCW Employee: Let’s get our first fan up here. Approach the microphone. State your name and your question.Of course the very first fan in line wasted no time at all rushing forward to the microphone. Almost knocking it over from the sheer excitement.
Colette: Bonjour. My name is Colette. Been waiting to see SCW here in Paris for a long time! My question is. How do you feel about performing here in Paris? We’re all going to be quite the rowdy bunch at Into The Void. Kevin Carter: I wouldn’t expect anything less from wrestling fans. None of you know how to act like normal people. Always acting like a bunch of rabies infected animals. You people make it unsafe for wrestlers if I’m being honest.He made this disgusted look while shaking his head from side to side. His words were certainly not winning him over any fans.
Kevin Carter: As far as your question goes. How do I feel being FORCED to wrestle and in Paris of all places? I am not a fan. You people fucking smell. None of you seem to be very intelligent when trying to have a conversation with you. Might be one of the worst countries I have ever been to. This is not something I am looking forward to. But I’m here. The fuck can I do about it?!The woman’s jaw looked like it was about to hit the floor as she gasped over the insult. It was clear she wanted to say something back, but she was being waved on for the next fan. A younger fan walking up what could be considered to be his dad who lowered the microphone for him. He waved excitedly in Kevin’s direction.
Henri: Hiii! My name is Henri.Kevin Carter: Good for you, kid. What’s the question?Henri: Miles Kasey is my favorite wrestler ever! Are you as happy as I am that he's the number one contender for your belt?Kevin Carter: I will not be answering that question at this time.Henri: Why?Kevin Carter: I will not be answering that question at this time.Henri’s Father: Hang on now. We waited all this time in this line for my son to ask this question. You can’t be like that to a fan!Kevin Carter: Don’t make me repeat it a third time. If I do, I’m shutting this whole thing down and leaving!SCW Employee: Sir. Please take your son and move on. Be respectful. It’s one of the questions he’s not interested in answering.The father grabbed the son by the hand with dejected looks on both of their faces and started to storm away with them. Kevin just looked smug over the entire situation as he watched the next fan come up out of the line and take a hold of the microphone.
Gabriel: Evening Mr. Carter. My name is Gabriel and I’m the co-host of a wrestling podcast known as Wrestling Unites Us.Kevin Carter: No one asked. This isn’t the place to plug your shit podcast.Gabriel: I guess that’s fair. Not the time or the place for the platform. Nevertheless my question for you is. What is your dream opponent? It could be anyone. Active with SCW or somewhere else. Someone that’s retired. Hell even someone that’s passed on.Kevin Carter: Do I really look like the type to have a dream opponent to you?Gabriel: Oh everyone has a dream opponent.Kevin Carter: I don’t. There isn’t anyone on the SCW roster that I think holds a candle to me. Doubt there’s anyone else out there in any other company that can do the same. Don’t care to waste my time wrestling some old senile broken down fuck of a so called legend. And if they're dead? Good.The nasty attitude of his just pouring out. The fan shook his head a little disappointed in the answer he got, but kept on moving along. The next fan coming up to the podium was a woman. First glance she looked primed and in her twenties.
Anna: I’m so excited to be here right now. My name is Anna and the question I have to ask is this. That Internet Championship has had some great champions in the past. One of the most memorable reigns was Miles Kasey. Does that weigh on your mind that he’s a former champion? And could be quite the challenge to your reign?Kevin Carter: I am reserving the right to not answer that question at this time.Anna: But...Kevin Carter: But nothing. Should have asked a better question.SCW Employee: Ma’am. Please. Go on.The woman rolled her eyes. Taking no time at all to storm off. Showing just how frustrated she was. Kevin’s eyes locked on the next fan walking up. They were decked out in all the Miles Kasey memorabilia. Right away Kevin stood himself up.
Kevin Carter: Let me just stop it here. I’m not answering any more questions at all.Charles: Oh? Because you’re scared? Like you’re scared to defend that championship against Miles?Kevin Carter: I’m out of here. Kiss my ass.Charles: Kevin’s a coward! Kevin’s a coward! Kevin’s a coward!The entire crowd started to join in with the chant. Kevin ignored them by violently snatching the Internet Championship off the table he had been sitting at and tossed it over his shoulder. He turned to the right and jogged down a small set of steps to head away from the crowd. The fans only get louder with their chants. All of which he could hear as he got closer and closer to the main doors of the venue. Storming right out of them. Ever since this match had been announced. His silence on his opponent had been odd, but truth be told there was a reason. There was a reason for everything he did.
May 17th, 2025
Palais Garnier
Paris, France
The shot found itself slowly starting to open up. Inside one of the most famous Opera Houses in all of France: The Palais Granier. On this particular night there wasn’t anything going on. Almost a completely empty venue which was a bit odd for a Saturday night. But it was almost completely empty. All thanks to one person being on hand. That person being revealed to be none other than the Internet Champion himself. Kevin Carter sat there at one of the top balconies. Holding the championship over his shoulder. Seemingly starting off into the distance. Yet his silence didn’t last long.
“For the last several weeks. I’ve been asked the same type of question. Over and over again. I have been asked: what do I think of Miles Kasey being the number one contender? What do I think of Miles Kasey being my opponent for Into The Void? What do I think about sharing the ring with Miles Kasey once again? To which I avoided the question. I refused to answer the question. I even refused to acknowledge the situation as a whole. For good reason.”A slight little head nod escaped the champion. Thankfully he wouldn’t leave the viewers in suspense for long.
“That reason being that I am not impressed. I’m not thrilled. I’m not excited. I’m not looking forward to the match. Not even in the slightest bit. Sharing the ring with Miles Kasey does not interest me. It’s not going to be a challenge. It’s not going to be a situation where I have my back against the wall. I’m not going to be threatened by any stretch of the imagination. My reign is not in danger by any means. Based on nothing more than who the opponent is. And while I have no doubt in my mind that’s going to get under Miles' skin. I’ve got the proof to back it up.”Carter’s nasty glaring expression finally shifted from looking out over that balcony. To turn right towards the camera crew. His eyes locked on that little red dot to the camera that told him they were live. Beginning to not hold back on a man that he had an intense disdain for.
“You see there was a time in this company where the name Miles Kasey meant something. He was at one point one of the names that kept this place moving forward. Miles used to be the embodiment of hard work. He was never one to wait around for an opportunity to be given to him or fall into his lap. He went out there and made an opportunity for himself. He took the opportunities from others. There was a time where getting into the ring with Miles was a big deal. For a couple of reasons.”
“The first being you knew you were going to get his very best as soon as that bell rung. And the second being that you knew that you were set to have the match of the night. Because not only was he bringing his best. It was going to force you to bring your best. It was going to put the match on next level shit and make it almost impossible to follow by anyone else. Miles is one of the few people that set the bar high for a long time. Yet... things have changed and they have changed dramatically for the worst.”His words had a certain hint of sarcasm and even disappointment to them. Letting his expression narrow just a little more.
“For quite some time now Miles has let himself go. Miles has lowered the bar. Miles has not become the standard. Getting in the ring with Miles doesn’t mean anything like it used to. People see their name next to Miles for a match and don’t see it as an opportunity of any kind. Instead they see it as an easy night at the office. Just another chance to add a win to their name. And the reason Miles is viewed this way. The reason he has fallen so far is because he himself has allowed it. Because he himself no longer cares.”
“He doesn’t care to be someone that fights for an opportunity or someone that earns an opportunity. He has become like the rest of the roster. He’s just like the Bill Barnharts, the Dawn Warrens, the Justin Smiths, and the Crystal Zdunichs of the roster. They don't do anything for opportunities. You barely hear from them. Only thing they do is show up for their matches and sometimes they barely even do that, but goddamn. You know when supercard time rolls around. They’ll have an opportunity handed to them.”
“One that they didn’t deserve. Miles has become just like them. Miles has relied on who he used to be and his relationship with the higher ups. Because they are just so gaslighted into believing that he is so good. That he just knows no matter what he is going to be handed a spot. Handed an opportunity. Handed a title match or contenders match. It’s downright pathetic that he has allowed himself to become just like the rest, but this is what happens when your roster is filled with mediocre aint shit type people.”
“And I dare you. I fucking dare you try to deny it, Miles. Try and deny that you aren’t one of those people. Because, I’ve got no problem for exposing you for being a liar too. Only times people see you is a situation like I just mentioned or when you got your face buried so far up Carter’s ass. You can taste what he had for breakfast last month. As a matter of fact your relationship seems to be the most important thing to you. The only thing that matters to you around here.”For a moment the champion paused. Carter shaking his head from side to side. There was just something about the HB Carter and Miles Kasey combination that got under his skin. Made him sick to his stomach. Made him want to violently puke everyone. And truth be told, he wasn't the only one. He was just one of the only ones willing to speak out about it.
“This is the wrestling business pal. Hate to break it to you. But no one gives a fuck about two grown ass men who are in their twenties acting like love sick teenagers that seemingly can’t co-exist without one another. No one finds you funny. No one finds you clever. No one finds your relationship meaningful in even the slightest. To everyone else you’re just the annoying married couple that works together that could go without seeing any of your bullshit.”
“For crying out loud. You can’t even bring a proper challenge to me or bring proper attention to this match. Without saying your piece of shit husband’s name. As a matter of fact on Sunday last week. You said that you were coming after me and my championship because of everything I did to Carter all those moments ago. Not just that, you didn’t even lead with saying you’d win the championship for yourself. First person out of your mouth was Carter. How you were gonna win it for him. Correct me if im wrong...”
“But isn’t the man presented with a World Championship opportunity next weekend? Isn’t he far removed from me and the Internet Championship division? Isn’t he the one that tucked his tail between his legs and chose not to have a rematch with me for this championship? So why in the fuck does his name need to be associated with this championship?! You make no goddamn sense Miles. Again goes back to the fact the two of you just can’t go exist without each other. It’s pathetic.”
“Let me guess though Miles. The reason that your relationship is the only thing you truly care about around here is because wins and losses don’t matter to you right? It’s because you don’t consume yourself about being a good wrestler or being a champion to the point of obsession? It’s because you don’t see any point in taking yourself or the business too seriously, am I right? That fucking logic makes you a clown. That logic is what veterans like myself hate about you young kids. You piss all over what we created.”
“And none of you ever feel bad about it. But what’s funny is the moment I treat you the same way. The moment I meet you with the same energy. The moment I call you out and say things about your career. How it means nothing to me. How I don’t see you as talented or worth my time. You’re ready to have a melt down. You’re ready to become unhinged. You’re ready to crash the hell out. Yet, in reality it’s exactly what you deserve!”More of that hatred seemed to just pour out of him with every single word he spoke. Frustration for the man that was considered his challenger finally made the Internet Champion hit his boiling point.
“Speaking of what you deserve. I have to address something else. You seem to think that you deserve this Internet Championship that sits on my shoulder. You seem to think you are worthy of being the champion. So much in fact that all of the sudden you’ve gone back on words that have come out of your mouth a lot in the last year. I can name quite a few times where you flat out said. You didn’t care about championships. You didn’t care for the glory that came with being a champion. But now you do?”
“And it’s even got you out here telling lies flat out. I’m going to call you Miles the Truth Bender. Because you brought up our last match. All the way back in January this past Climax Control. You talked about how you beat me in the middle of the ring. One on one. But that’s not what happened at all Miles. You may have a W next to your name from that last encounter. However, I slapped the dog shit out of a referee and got myself intentionally disqualified. You never fucking beat me. And you’re never going to.”
“Let’s go ahead and get that through your thick skull right now. No matter how much you bend the truth. No matter how much you flat out lie. No matter what delusional state of mind you live in. But you want to know something Miles? I’m starting to have a little bit of sympathy for you. I’m starting to have some pity for you. I’m starting to even feel a little bad for you. Because, I don’t think you mean to be this way. I just think it has everything to do with one particular career defining moment that's caused this.”
“I think I know the very moment you decided to accept defeat and become like everyone else. Now it wasn’t because you pissed away most of your opportunities. It wasn’t because your loss percentage is higher than your win percentage. It had nothing to do being a failure of a tag team partner to Alexandra Calaway. It didn’t even have anything to do with how boring and stagnant your act was becoming before giving up. Instead it had everything to do with the moment you stabbed someone in the back you considered family. The moment you did that... just for it to mean nothing.”
“For the first time in a long time Miles. You showed a side of yourself that was willing to change for the better if it meant getting you where you needed to be. You showed what many would call some ‘character development’ for the first time in easily three years. You showed you could make difficult decisions. You were willing to brace the darkside and deal with the consequences of your actions. That side of you Miles. It was the most entertaining you had ever been. But just as quickly as it happened. You fucked it up just as fast.”
“You didn’t embrace the role. Instead you used the gaslighting tactics that Carter is known for using. You tried to blame that man you considered family. Tried to make it seem like your hand was forced. Tried to make it seem like you were backed into a corner. Instead of just admitting that you were a shitbag that wanted the Heavyweight Championship and you didn’t care how you got it. You resorted back to your boring self and then you got what was coming to you. You got utterly destroyed. You got embarrassed. And when that happened. You gave up. You gave up on yourself and you gave up on your career!”His words came with a stone cold stare. If anything he was aiming to really get under the skin of Miles and set him off. Aiming to make him lash out. To get something out of him that wasn’t the usual boring underperforming shit he had been seeing.
“It’s clear as day that you have given up. You’re just too much of a coward to admit to your fanbase. But facts have always been facts. You can’t hide from those. No matter how much you want to. And don’t do what I already know you’re going to do. Don’t bring up the Internet Championship contenders match. Don’t bring up how you won that match and earned the title shot. Like it’s a big deal or somehow proves that you didn’t give up. Because if we are being a hundred percent honest.”
“Not you. Not Felix or Connor or Artie even deserved to be in a contenders match. Neither of you deserve to be competing for the Internet Championship. You didn’t have to do much to win. You know it. I know it. SCW as a whole knows it. You were simply just the sprinkles on a shit covered cookie with that situation. And as much as I said none of you deserved to be in the match or compete for my championship. If it had been up to me. I’d much rather have faced Artie than you.”
“At least he knows he’s inexperienced. He knows that he’s got a long way to go before he’s where he wants to be. And more than anything he hasn’t given up on himself like you have. I just know that he would provide me with a better challenge than you will. It won’t lead to a loss. He wouldn’t have taken my title, but he would have given me a hell of a lot more than you’re going to give me. But this is the shitty hand I was dealt, and so it shall be the shitty hand that I play out.”Carter found himself starting to stand up from the chair that he was sitting in. Reaching for the Internet Championship and taking it off his shoulder to hold it out to the camera.
“This is mine. It’s going to stay mine. You don’t have to like it, but there’s nothing your boring, uninspiring, underperforming, forever underachieving irrelevant ass can do about it!”His lips remained in that ever so arrogant smirk of his for a couple of seconds. Long enough for him to place the championship back over his shoulder. Then walk forward right out of the shot of the camera/ Pretty much confirming he had nothing else left to say. That’s when the shot found itself slowly fading back out to black. Leaving the SCW Universe wondering what would happen with this historic meeting.
