For whom the bell tolls.
Time marches on.
For whom the bell tolls.
Ding Ding Ding.
The curtain flies open and Noah Ryder limps through, tired, frustrated. He doesnt hide it on his face as he heads down the hall, carrying in his hand the KFAD briefcase. To further add insult to injury, the briefcase suddenly snaps open and all his papers fall out of the case. Noah exhaustedly groans and bends down to pick up all the papers. He picks up one particular piece and stares at. After reading it over he shakes his head and sighs, picking up the rest of the papers. Making sure first that his briefcase and securely locked, Noah rises to his feet and continues down the hall. Greeting him halfway is his friend Steven.
Steven: Tough night tonight.
Ryder: I dont want to talk about, lets just go. Where are the bags?
Shiii-shoot, I mustve left them at the hotel.
Noah stares at Steven and studies his face.
You think because I might forget about this conversation that you can lie to me.
Steven looks down and away.
I lost them.
Lost them?
I think they mightve been stolen from the dressing room they had you in. Remember. The public bathroom.
Im planning on blocking out that humiliating insult from the company. You idiot. So you lost all of it.
Not all of it, I managed to find your boxers.
Steven pulls the pair out of a Safeway bag. In it is also a couple of non-essential items from Noahs bag. Noah shakes his head and walks by Steven, who quickly catches up.
You know you are useless, completely useless. I could manage my life so much easier without you.
You have got to be kidding me. You wouldnt make your way here every week without me. Theyd put you in one of those looney bins after two day if I wasnt here for you.
Noah drops his briefcase and grabs Steven by the collar, completely shocking him.
You listen to me here, I have my life completely organized. Every second and every likely scenario planned out. The only reason I keep you around is for who you are to me and what you have done for me.
I could kill you right now and by tomorrow I wouldnt even think about it.
Lets talk about this tomorrow.
Ill remember that.
Noah picks up his briefcase and storms up. Steven ribs his neck and follows distantly behind.
Noah sits down in his dark room and reads his papers and taking notes. More sighs of despair follow as he writes feverishly down on his notepad. That despair soon turns to anger and he throws his notepad against the wall.
What the hell has happened to me? Months ago I was beating Titus and John Doe. I won the freaking King For A Day briefcase at Kingdom Come. My future here was set. Now I cant win a match. Ive fallen so far down the ladder Im on the preview show for the PPV, and lose horribly. Yes, I lost to the former WZCW champion who has also been dropping like a rock, but the fact is Ive been doing nothing but losing. Whats wrong with me, what could be holding me back.
Noah stops and thinks for a minute. What if everything outside of his wrestling life was different. No Steven to wear him down. He could certainly make something up. And what about his notes, what could he possibly do to make things simpler and more permanent. He looks down on his forearm and sees the words Dont Get Down engraved in ink. Of course. Noah listens intently and hears Steven snoring loudly from the living room. He heads over the his safe and opens it. From the side pocket, Noah pulls out a hand gun. He studies the gun intently and then loads it. Noah goes to close the door when he sees an envelope pulled slightly out from the envelope that contained the gun. He pulls the envelope out and opens it, pulls out some papers. He reads them.
Noah is leaned over by the apron at the ANT Slamabration PPV. His opponent reaches through the ropes to pull Noah back into the ring, but Noah grabs at the face and gouges the eyes. His opponents stumbles backwards temporary blinded, when Noah slides back into the ring and delivers vicious headlock driver, slamming the head of his opponent into the mat. He goes for the cover.
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Noah lifts the shoulders of his opponent off the mat. The crowd boos with such anger, but Noah couldnt care less. He drags his limp opponent to his feet and pushes him into the corner. Noah slaps the face repeatedly until the referee pushes his away to the centre of the ring. The referee gives Noah a stern warning, which Noah agrees to abide by. The ref turns back to his opponent and Noah runs past him and delivers a Blow Ryder to his opponent. He falls to the mat and Noah slides on top and yells at the ref to count.
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Here is your winner and still ANT World Heavyweight Champion, Noah Ryder!
Noah stands up and grabs his belt from the ring announcer and holds it up to load boos. The referee is checking on Noahs opponent and Noah lowers his belt, upset the ref never once came over to hold his hand up as the winner. Noah turns around and grabs a steel chair and slides into the ring. He walks up behind the referee and pushes him through the ropes and out of the ring and stares intently at his fallen opponent. Tense seconds pass before Noah lifts the chair up the strike. The chair is suddenly pulled from his hands and Noah turns around to see Steven holding it.
No Leonard! Thats enough!
Noah is furious. He turns around to see his opponent being pulled from the ring by the referees from backstage. Noah paces around the ring and stares angrily at Steven. He then rolls out of the ring and grabs his belt and storms to the back. Noah waits patiently down a hall as Steven arrives. Noah grabs him by the shirt.
Dont you ever get in my way again, you understand. The next time you do, Im going to drop you. Dont think for one second that I will feel anything, or that I dont already have it planned out.
Noah lets go of Steven and heads outside the building.
Later that evening Noah is standing in the kitchen, shot glass and whisky sitting on the counter. He pours himself a shot and downs it, slamming it back onto the counter. Beside the shot glass, we see a handgun. Noah pours himself another shot, when he hears the door begin to unlock. He puts the gun in his pocket as the door opens and, with hand ready, he turns around to see Becky Serra. Noah is shocked and quickly pulls his shift over his pocket to hide anything.
Serra: The man in the indies ive heard so much about. Noah Ryder. Im Becky Serra.
Behind Becky walks in Steven who smiles and nods. Noah looks at Steven and then turns back to Becky.
This is a surprise, I guess. The resident girl next door at WZCW, Becky Serra. Here to interview me about how much I dream of being in WZCW, or maybe your looking for some insight about The Agony, Im sure by now hes a 2-time WZCW Champion, never mind the fact I used to beat him on a nightly basis. Oh the agony of it all.
Steven told me you were a little bit behind on things. Let me bring you up to speed. Im not some ditzy interviewer any more. I am the General Manger of Ascension.
Bullshit.
Steven does a cutting motion with his hand in front of his neck as Becky look changes from annoyed to anger.
What I meant to say was, its good to hear that some one with such beauty and bra-bra-brai, someone with such beauty could achieve such a high position. Your legs must be sore.
Becky looks to the sky and then back to Noah.
Look, Im going to cut to the chase since I dont really want you that bad, Ive just been sent here by Vance Bateman.
Ahh, see. Theres a guy I know. Someone with actual power.
And he wants to sign you to a contract.
Bullshit, now thats bullshit.
Read it you piece of shit.
Becky throws some stapled pieces of paper onto the counter.
Not that some low life scum like you could ever make a name for yourself in WZCW, perhaps you wont be so bitter to everyone to meet now. Especially the next time someone offers you an opportunity. Good night gentlemen.
Steven escorts Becky out the the room, apologizing frantically. Noah dives into the contract and reads it thoroughly. Steven closes the door and walks up behind Noah.
Well this, this is a chance to start a new life again.
Noah looks up from the counter, tears forming in his eyes.
Its what Ive always wanted.
He cries and then turns around and hugs Steven tightly.
Noah looks up from the papers, his eyes are teary. He puts the papers down and looks at the gun again. Without thinking twice he throws the gun back into the safe. Noah pauses and then heads back to the desk, grabbing the papers with him. He throws them all into the safe, except for one. Noah takes a match and lights the paper on fire. He lets it spread and then throws it into the safe. The fire grows and grows inside the safe and Noah closes the door.
Backstage at Meltdown 129, Stacey Madison is preparing to begin an interview.
Madison: Ladies and Gentleman, joining me at this time is Noah Ryder.
Noah steps into the camera and turns to Stacey and shakes her hand.
Hi, Im Noah Ryder, nice to meet you.
I
know who you are.
Thats fantastic. A lot of people Ive spoken to today seem to know who I am and let me tell you that makes me very excited. Everybody is talking about the big debut of Noah Ryder tonight, and let me tell you they are going to be talking about it for a while.
Okay, I dont think anybody is talking about that, but I see you are having one of those days so
good luck tonight buddy. I think you are going to do gggggreat!
Noah doesnt pick up on any sarcasm or down playing and enthusiastically high fives Stacey.
Thanks for your support.
Okay, so your opponent tonight is John Doe, who-
I know what youre probably going to ask me is Who do I think John Doe is, right?
No, why do people always interrupt me so they can talks about what they-
Well let me start by saying, I dont know who John Doe is. I wish I knew because, hes got a real easy name to remember, kind of like Steven. What I do know is, he looks like somebody Ive beaten before.
I dont think Ive ever been able to tell you this before, but you have never been more right.
Thank you. And what I mean by that is, hes got kind of a cookie shape personality. Deranged nut job. Troubled, clouded past. Deceptively strong. Likes to inflict pain. You see a lot of that around the wrestling circuit, especially here is WZCW. Find me one bad guy who doesnt have at least one of those traits.
And there is a way around that. You got to attack them where it hurts. They feel a lot of pain inside, and Im not suggesting I should go out there and be calling them names or speaking disrespectfully about there mothers. That would get my teeth kicked in, but what I mean is, if you own them, even for a second, you own them the whole way. They like to be in control, they like things to go there way. It gives them power, it gives them confidence. You beat them in a match, you own them for a portion of it; suddenly theres doubt, theres fear, theres accidents, theres screw-ups. I know that Im going to get my ass kicked a little bit out there tonight, I expect that from someone who is like John Doe. What will happen to John though, when I do control the match. Will he be able to handle that? Will I be in his head? Maybe I already am in his head? It would suck to lose to somebody new. Im sure that fear has already crept in him. Maybe he feels he needs to win this match? If he does then, hes in for a surprise. I came to WZCW to fight, I came here to win. Both of those things will happen.
Noah thanks Stacey for her time and walks away. Steven comes up behind Stacey holding the King For A Day briefcase. He has his arms covering up the WZCW and KFAD logos. He leans over into the mic.
Were starting over.
Steven walks off camera as the camera fades out.