Prologue: A Focused Debutant
There was going to be a debut in the company known to the world as Sin City Wrestling. It had said to maybe be the biggest debut that the company had ever seen. Eric Steel was to make his debut in the world of Sin City Wrestling. It was clear that Eric Steel wanted to make an impact. He made his presence felt last week, already with his over confidence and his cockiness. It seemed that he was prepared to make someone as he would say, his personal bitch. Eric Steel had never been in the environment of SCW before, and luckily for him that was all about to change. He was set to face off against a man who made his debut last week, but lost in Jon Dough. Eric seemed to be very focused upon being notified about his match that he was going to take place in. This match obviously wasn't going to be a cakewalk, or at least it shouldn't be. Eric had a lot to prove for someone as brash and as arrogant as he was. Eric Steel was also known as being very controversial. His bark was always bigger than his bite but in this case it would have to be the other way around of course. Everything will get settled in the squared circle. Will Eric prove that he can talk the talk and walk the walk? Or will Jon begin to gain his first win in SCW? Tune in to Climate Control where Eric Still will prove to the world that he isn't all talk.
Scene 001: Starting From The Bottom
A black ferrari pulled up from the outside of the arena. The car had parked in the parking lot. A person was getting out of the car, and when he got out his face was shown. It turned out to be none other than Eric Steel. Eric Steel was wearing blue jeans, a black t-shirt and sunglasses. He approached the trunk of his car. He got his bags out of the trunk of his car as he closed it.. He placed his bags on his shoulders as he began to approach the backstage entrance of the arena. Eric took one look at the building, smirking momentarily. He entered the building, adjusting his bags upon entering. He looked around the surface he had just entered. He walked further into the arena as he spotted a lot of backstage workers. A camera man approached the debuting wrestler as he had his camera and other equipment. The camera man approached Eric Steel, having a camera in one hand and a few other things in the other. The camera man was wearing his SCW T-shirt as he looked directly at Eric Steel. The camera man broke his silence as he looked at Eric Steel. He focused his eyes on him as he proceeded to speak.
Camera Man
“Hey, Eric... I was told to come and find you. You're set to put this microphone bud on your clothing. You've been given the opportunity to say what's on your mind in your debut here in the SCW. So, here we go.”
The camera man placed a microphone on his shirt as he prepared him for the things he was set out to do. Eric smirked with confidence and cockiness about him. The camera man then kneeled down as the cameras were on him. The camera man spoke up after kneeling down for a moment.
Camera Man
“You're on in 3... 2... 1!”
Eric Steel looked at the camera as he began to focus on the task at hand. He placed his arms against his chest as he looked as if he had something on his mind. Steel proceeded to open his mouth as he began to speak.
Eric Steel
“For those of you who are complete idiots, and just are clueless... My name is Eric Steel. I am going to be champion in this company. Simply put, I am the future. You see, I came to this talent for one reason and one reason only. I want gold around my waist, I want the fame... And I want the women that will most definitely come with it. I'm not just some cocky kid who has his head up his ass. I always back up what I say, and what I do. Tonight it all starts when I make my in ring debut.”
Eric Steel smirked a bit as he halted himself. He proceeded to be in deep thought as his expression had never changed. He pushed his chest up for a moment. He started back up to speak, opening his mouth to continue.
Eric Steel
“Tonight, I plan to make an impact. I've heard so much about this company through twitter.. And you know, the reason why it took me so long to sign a deal with this company was that I needed to pick my moments on when and where I wanted to strike. Once I decided when I wanted to strike, it was a done deal from that moment on. I was able to keep in close contact with upper management prior to my signing. SCW, you just signed pretty much the hottest free agent in professional wrestling today. If you don't believe me, you will when you see me in the ring for the first time.”
The confidence swirled around the area as a chuckle came from Eric's lips. Eric placed his hands behind his head for a moment. He paced back and forth as he took a deep breath. He continued on as he glanced at the camera.
Eric Steel
“This company can severely benefit from having me become the face. I mean I'm young, I'm talented and I'm damn good looking. I have the total package that a star needs to come out on top. I thrive to be at the top. It's not even a want, it's a need. I need to be at the top. And there won't be anyone to stop me. I'm going to prove that I am the best damn performer, wrestler, whatever the hell else than anyone that walks on the face of this earth. But you know what... Instead of talking about it... Tonight, I'm going to show the world, even though they don't deserve it why I am the hottest free agent ever to be signed to Sin City Wrestling.”
Steel began to focus on the other tasks at hand. He placed his hands inside of his pockets as he dropped his bags on the ground. Steel took a deep breath as he tilted his head for a second. He then began to speak.
Eric Steel
“I've heard so many things about the fans here in SCW. I don't give a damn about the fans. I only care about me, and me alone. All the fans are going to do is hold me back from being successful and I honestly don't need baggage holding me back. I'm a championship materialized wrestler. I'm destined for greatness. I don't need any roadblocks, and let's be honest. The fans will only be a roadblock getting in the way of me obtaining a championship, or any type of victory. The fans are a distraction, and I don't need any type of distraction. The fans in fact can kiss my ass because I could care less about what they think.”
The smirking look that Eric had before had turned very smug while the confidence was still there. He knew that he had to stay focus. He took his time as he looked at his surroundings. He never met these type of fans before but obviously he didn't care. Eric opened his mouth to begin to speak.
Eric Steel
“The fans aren't the reason why I wrestle. I love being able to prove that I am the best. Tonight, all of the fans will be highly disappointed. I'm not what they expect. They'll treat me with disrespect and then I'll show them. Fans from every company I've worked for booed me, this won't be any different. I've learned along time ago not to give the fans the time of day, especially American fans. I mean, all of the fat slobs that will be in attendance. And of course we're in Nevada, so of course there will be fat slobs all around the arena. They'll be jealous because of the fact that I'm better than them. I don't just believe it, but it's the truth. All of the fans will witness greatness tonight first hand. Once and for all, I will show the world that I'm not just all talk. I know when to put up, or shut up.”
A smirk went right back on his face with his confidence growing every waking moment. He felt like he was a big man on campus so to speak. He adjusted his pants just for measure. He lifted up one of his bags and he placed it on his shoulder. He glanced at the camera as he realized he had a lot more to say. He then opened his mouth as he proceeded to continue on.
Eric Steel
“Tonight, I make my debut to Sin City Wrestling. My first opponent is some muscle head asshole, who probably thinks he'll get an easy one on me I'm not one to be underestimated, and I guarantee that my opponent will realize that the hard way. My opponent's name is... Jon Dough... So you think you're clever with your name...? Well it doesn't matter either way. Tonight, you will witness the ass beating of our life. Quite frankly, you need to fear what I can dish out. I guarantee you, you've never witnessed an impact like the one I'm going to make in the ring tonight. Jon, last week, I know you lost your match...”
Eric snickered at that fact, obviously thinking it was quite hilarious. He took a deep breath and continued on.
Eric Steel
“You're going to lose again tonight. I'm going to show you what a true champion looks like. You're going to see what greatness looks like. I'm destined for a company like this. I'm destined to kick your ass. I've wrestled a lot of people... I've never faced anyone who didn't care about winning or losing. I'm not sure if you're just an idiot, or are you morally challenged. I am focused, Jon Dough. You and me tonight... I'm going to make history. I'm going to prove why I am the hottest free agent on the market, and you're going to assist me in proving that. I'm better than you Jon, you know it and more importantly, I know it. Jon... you're nothing more than a worthless piece of garbage. And tonight, I'm going to prove that your wrestling skills pale in comparison to my own. I will prove that I am the better wrestler. Jon, tonight is your unlucky night because when it's all said and done... I'm going to make you the FIRST person ever in SCW to be my personal bitch and it starts tonight. You can run, but you can't hide. Prepare for the wrath of violence to come upon you.”
