Titus is caught by surprise, shocked from the slap and the throw. Vee see's a golden opportunity and hits the Moonsault Slam. He dashes to the ropes and climbs them. Leaping off them with confidence and hitting the Airbourne End on Titus! He hooks the leg! 1
...2
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Here is your winner, Vee A.D.Z.!!
Cohen: I don't believe it! Titus got pinned!
Connor: I told you he wasn't taking this serious. The fact that it was a handicap match ended up not mattering at all. Now Vee has a pinfall victory over the Champion.
The referee raises Vee's hand in victory as he celebrates the win. Titus looks on shocked as he staggers back to his feet. Vee points to Titus in confidence over his accomplishment before exiting the ring as Titus clutches the belt.
Connor: I guess there won't be a celebration for Titus toni-Wait, I guess there is!
As Titus stands in the ring pouting, confetti and balloons start to pour down to the ring. Raining over Titus who looks no bewildered. Vee laughs and points from the stage as confetti covers the head of the Eurasian Champion as he looks on angrily at his challenger. Fans can be seen laughing too.
Vee is exuberant with his win. He kept laughing at Titus as the Champs face is filled with shock accumulated with embarrassment. Vee stands atop the ramp and takes his moment to shower in their cheers. His music starts to play as he walks back to the gorilla position. He moves the screen aside and walks backstage to see Backstage Bob rushing to the spot. Vee couldnt control his laughter looking at Bob and his ignorance for letting Titus handle the confetti and balloon control. He stops Bob by his shoulders and takes a breather before starting to talk.
Vee: Oh! Old man, you shouldnt have trusted Titus in the first place! Did you seriously believe that Titus will help you with that job?! How seriously you believed him?
Backstage Bob: Like how seriously you believe that you could beat Titus so easily like that! What are you happy about, Smart guy? For scoring a pinfall over him? Ask yourself, when was the last time you watched Titus losing in a match disparaging himself.
Bob scurried off the production area, shouting at the workers to stop showering confetti. But that question Bob asked has made Vee look ridiculous of himself. He was exuberant till then for scoring a pinfall over the EurAsian Champion, let alone the Greatest Wrestler in the history of WZCW, Titus. Not anymore, as a lot of questions start to swirl around his brain and echoed through his ears as he walks back to the locker room.
Vee: (voice-over) I havent beaten Titus for the championship yet. I dont have the title strapped around my waist yet. It still belongs to him. Did I really win him, quite so easily?
That simple question straightjacketed his gleeful thought of beating Titus. More than that, it atomizes into millions and started plaguing his mind with a flurry of other questions as well. That lets out his Subconscious Subordinates to raise up from the darkest corner of his mind.
Vimal: (voice-over) Happy times are over, mate. Now its time to start thinking smart.
Vee Alias: (voice-over) Happy times havent even started yet. Did you just laugh at your opponent out there? How uncharacteristic of you to even do that, to callously look down on your opponent!
Vee stops walking as his head felt a little dizzy, not by any physical means, not even to the slightest but by the questions arose by his aliases. He rests his one hand on his hip and rests against the wall with his other hand and turns his head slightly back to look at the path he walked down.
Vee: (voice-over) Was truly uncharacteristic of me
Or did he manipulate me to his desires? Was this all a mind game played by Titus, the Great, to make me believe that I could beat him quite comfortably without shedding a sweat. I was expecting a war before I stepped in the ring tonight. I was ready and been expecting to shed blood, sweat and tears to get pass of both the men. But I didnt even break a sweat!
Mind games or not, it doesnt matter really. Because I still remember how he took that title away from Johnny Scumm at Kingdom Come. I still remember the look on his eyes when he walked pass me after defending the title against Flex in that steel cage match. He isnt the person who I should take for granted. I can better him in the ring at Unscripted of course, I have absolutely no doubt in that. But not in that fashion I did now.
He walks a few steps further. He looks back again with a slight grin adoring his face. He pulls his glove off his hand and rubs his fist against his face.
Vee: (voice-over) He had walked out of his partners quite a few times but isnt that aberrant that his partner walked out on him? He didnt come out there tonight to fight me. He was there to manipulate my thoughts to the wrong belief. No, No, No
You still are the Hall of Famer, Greatest Champion of all time, and you still are the EurAsian Champion and I am not going to forget that.
Im not going to let you take over my thoughts because I am not scared of you. None of your tricks and mind games can manipulate me, if that was your plan. What that will make me proud is, to be my greatest privilege to win my first championship title in WZCW by beating a man of your stature. I have heard of your legends, now Ive started to reel them through me. My legacy will start at the desertion of your Legend.
He walks into his locker room with much more clarity in his thoughts. The buzzes around his head disappears; the rush of blood upstream his veins give a warmth behind his ears. He shakes his head a couple of times before heading to the shower.
The screen fades to black.
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Later that night
In Vees hotel room
Vee is laying in a king-sized bed on his sides. His face is facing the window as a muggy yellow light from the street flashes over his face. His chest raises and lowers to his breath; suddenly his face grimaces in thoughts. The face of Prince, the WZCW superstar he faced in his debut match flashes in his dreams. Soon it disappeared only to bring back the pictures of the fans high-fiving his hands on the night of his debut. The view when he was ricocheting off the ropes with a moonsault to take out Prince, everything upside down when he springboards off the ropes was streaming in his dream. It all kept flashing through his head and he wakes up abruptly from the position to sit on the bed. He looks around; wanders his hands to grab his phone. It blinks 2:14 AM
Vee: Bugger!
He sits there with his head cupped on his hands, for a few moments. Then he stands up and grabs his wallet and phone, puts on a hoodie and walks out of the room.
The cold breeze gently caresses him as he walks on the pavement. The street is completely deserted except for a few street dogs chasing something in the dark. He walks down with a clammy expression.
Vee: (voice-over) A year back, I was roaming like this at night down the streets of Crawley. Despite my anti-social behavior, I went through every bar, searching for bookers to sign me for a bigger promotion. Now, here I am in the United States, at WZCW, with a plenty of opportunities laid before me. I was gutted when I was left off the Unscripted 2015 Card, making my appearance only as a mere Lumberjack for Mikeys return match against Logan.
One year later, I have faced Mikey, Logan and most of the superstars featured on that Unscripted Card. It wasnt a roller-coaster ride for me. It was the steps of the ladder that I climbed up, now to be the #1 contender for the EurAsian Championship. There were many slips and trips on my way up, but I firmly held that ladder of opportunity to get here. Just one more step ahead, this time I will be facing Lu
His thoughts are interrupted by a rough voice from behind. A police officer on his night patrol stands behind him.
Officer: Hey, young man. What are you doing out here at this time? Let me see your ID.
Vee: Oh
All I have is my international driving license. Is that enough for an ID?
He scampers through his wallet to drag out the license and hands it over to the police officer. The officer, who might be in his early 50s takes a close look at that and lets out a smile to the corner of his lips.
Officer: Youre from WZCW huh? My kids used to watch it and I mock you for your bad choice of picking the ring name.
All Vee could do is give back a wicket smile coupled with a slight embarrassment which he tried to hide by putting a hand on his forehead.
Vee: Well, thats a long story how I picked that name.
Officer: Lets go the bar and have some beer. Then you can tell me that long story.
Vee: I dont drink you know, Straightedge. I mean
Officer: Youre better than me? I was just kidding. Do you know what is better than being a Straightedge, kid? Getting addicted, going through a rehab and being sober for the rest of the life. That, and that is stronger than being straightedge.
He hands the license back to Vee with a smile on his face. Vee acknowledges his smile back with one of his own.
Officer: Just wanted to say that, never tried to offend your straightedge principle.
Vee: Thats alright. I respect everyones believes and their principles. Thank you, officer. I guess Ill go back to my room now.
Vee shakes the hand of the officer before turning back to his room. He walks his way to the hotel room and just before he walks through the door, he receives a notification on his phone. It is a text message from his Girlfriend Sara.
Message from Sara 2:47 am
I contacted your parents, guess what? They already have an open ticket booked for Illinois, Chicago and a ticket for Unscripted as well. In fact, they have been attending all your PPVs KC VII, Apocalypse, Gold Rush without your knowledge. Dont know why though.
Ill be there too next week. Didnt want to disturb your sleep. Thats why sending this message. Call me back in the morning. I love you <3
The whole night is eventful for Vee, meeting strangers at strange times, surprise wins and surprise news. He couldnt react much more of what to think. Whether to be happy for his parents to be at Unscripted or to ask them why they havent told him that theyve been attending his every PPVs. All he wants to do is ask them the questions when he meets them face to face.
The screen fades to black.
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The next morning
With the help from the WZCW staffs, Vee finds a local gym where most of the independent wrestlers used to train in Wisconsin. He picks up a taxi and gets there with no trouble and checks in. Once inside all he could see his fighters with sturdy body working out in different equipments. He smiles at the few of them who seems to recognize him and walks to a split bar. He hurried into his training gear and pulls a pair of earphones, plugs it into his ears.
He grabbed the bar firmly and starts to do chin ups. He continues that till his muscles flexes, then he extended his arms wider and continued. He takes a breather by doing some jumping jacks before continuing through his upper-body workout routine.
After a few minutes of workouts, he picks his phone out to change the song. The notification bar shows a message from WZCW production. It reads that his next match is up against Luke Manson on Ascension. He smiles looking at the phone before whipping the sweat with a towel. He lays on a bench and starts to do elevated bench press.
As he lifts the weight up and down, his mind starts to distort from the workout as it scrambled through his head. Quite a few events that had happened recently seems to be going through his head and he couldnt lift the weights any further. With the help of an assistant he drops the weights and sits on the bench to recollect his thoughts.
Vee: (voice-over) I felt for Luke Manson last night on Ascension. Especially during his backstage interview. He has a strong heart, to get through all the uneventful things happened in his life. He even owed to the wrong people to get here. Its his desire that mightve made him do that.
He adds a few more weights to the bar and elevates the bench to another few degrees and lifts the weight again; continuing with the bench press.
Vee: (voice-over) Hard to believe that a man of 38 years of age, being addicted to drugs before is pushing his body over the limits in this industry. Sometimes it makes me wonder what makes a man stronger. The will and belief to do great things?
He senses his muscles tenses; his arms tremble a little nonetheless he continues with the counts of press.
Vee: (voice-over) Human can never be measured. But all the human is not the same. Some motivates himself, some searches for a motivation and some creates a motivation of his own. Everyone falls into either of these three category which makes them more predictable. Luke is someone who created his own motivation.
His muscles start to hurt a little with the weight convolutes the layers of his muscles. Nonetheless he continues.
Vee: (voice-over) Anyone can push oneself to any limits. I am going to push my limits to the level of Titus or even above. I cant lose a match before facing him. I cant lose THE match to him.
He drops the weight after a few more reps and sits on the bench. His hands tremble a little as he pushes a towel to his face.
Vee: (voice-over) I regret for pushing my EurAsian Title match to Unscripted. Whomsoever my opponent is for the next round, my mind is fastened only to the thoughts of beating Titus and winning the title. The question is, will I let anyone stop my momentum on the path of Stardom?
He adds another set of weights to the bar and sets in position for another set. He lifts the weight ignoring the pain.
Vee: Never!
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