AF15: Dean Miles vs Josh Young vs Jimmy Flynn

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WZCW is proud to present two new superstars entering the federation going by the names of Jimmy Flynn and Dean Miles. These two debuting superstars will be accompanied by Josh Young and will be competing in a Triple Threat match to kick off the show. WZCW wishes both these competitors good luck in their careers here in the company with Young teaching these two newbies what it takes to compete in such an esteemed wrestling business.

Deadline is 11:59pm Central Time, Wednesday 24th October. Extensions as per thread.​

 

[JamJam]

We open up to some beautiful, elegant sunlight as it's ray shoot off the hood of a car. The scene follows the car as it makes it's way down the road to it's destination. It goes down a road to which we see some normal looking houses, looking like it's a pretty decent neighborhood to live in. The car is now parked and out walks WZCW's backstage interviewer, Leon Kensworth. With him, he brings a camera crew as they approach a door. The house they approach looks pretty decent with a nice porch swing. Before we know it, Kensworth rings the doorbell. No answer. He tries it a second time, again, no answer. He tries it a third time....

Little Boy: Yes, can I help you?

Kensworth isn't sure how to respond to the reply of a little boy. He gets down to his knees so that he can be at eye length with the little boy.

Kensworth: Hey little dude, any idea where we can find Dean Miles?

Little Boy: I'm sorry, he isn't home right now.

Kensworth: Oh. Then, do you know when he'll be back? We need to talk to him soon, it's important.

Little Boy: Is my dad introuble?

Kensworth then looks worried that the little boy may think he's one of the bad guys.

Kensworth: He's your dad? No, he's not introuble, don't be silly. We really just need to talk to him. But hey, I'll tell you what, why don't we just comeback another time so that we won't be a bother to you.

The little boy looks up at Kensworth not knowing what to answer to Kensworth's questions. Meanwhile, Kensworth tells his crew to pack it up and try this another time. However, as if on cue, a sedan drives up to the driveway, right behind the parked cars of Kensworth and his crew. Out of the car Dean Miles who looks concerned. With groceries at hand, he drops them immediately as he e runs to the front door.

Miles: Hey, hey! Is there a problem here? Who are you?

Kensworth: Mr. Miles, I'm Leon Kensworth from WZCW. We were supposed to conduct an interview remember?

Miles: I don't care who you are, don't talk to my son without me here, you got that?

Miles looks down to his son, who is still dressed in spiderman pajamas.

Miles: Where's grandpa?

Before his son could answers, Leon replies to Miles's earlier question.

Kensworth: Very sorry Mr. Miles, I thought that you'd be home. How about we all get settled down so we can both just do our jobs and everyone leaves happy, what do you say?

Miles looks at Kensworth and his crew intently while holding his son close.

Miles: Alright then, give me a minute.

Miles then grabs the groceries that he had dropped from earlier on and gets them inside the house alongside his son. Kensworth grows rather impatient but finally lets out a sigh of relief when Miles gets back outside. Miles is dressed in a long-sleeve three button, gray shirt with some jeans on, not really looking prepared for an interview.

Kensworth: You ready Mr. Miles?

Miles: Yeah, let's get this over with.

Kensworth: Fair enough. Mr. Miles, you debut on WZCW's show, Aftershock this week. You'll be taking on some fairly new guys in your debut match. Any thoughts on that?

Miles: If I'm honest, I don't really know who my opponents are and quite frankly, it doesn't matter. I've been trained in the FBI to get ready for these sorts of things. Not only that, but my father has trained me well, so I'm not exactly worried for my debut match. Also, I'm sure these guys are good since they've made their way to WZCW, not just anyone gets in, you know.

Kensworth: Well isn't that a bit lazy? Not doing your homework on your opponents may cause you to lose the match.

Miles: Look, all I'm saying is that this isn't a new situation for me. I've been through hell and back so this shouldn't be too hard. And well, I'll give you one more question before I RESPECTFULLY ask you to leave the premises of my home.

Looking worried, Kensworth looks back at his camera crew before gulping and staring back at Miles.

Kensworth: Uhm. What drove you to joining WZCW?

Miles stares intently at Kensworth who looks nervous once again. But he lightens up and answers the question.

Miles: Well Leon, I guess it started when my two year stint in the FBI. Nothing was really going well in my life so I sought out for something to keep my mind off the stress and WZCW just happened to be that. Now, I'm not really gonna go into detail as to why I've joined WZCW, why not just watch what I do in my debut match and observe yourself. This interview is over now, thank you for your time.

Miles shoos away Leon who wants to ask more questions but Leon is halfway to his car already. Having no choice, Leon abides by Miles request and tells his crew that it's time wrap it all up. Miles is there the whole time the camera crew is putting away their equipment. Before long, Miles waves goodbye at Leon who isn't exactly a huge fan of Miles at the moment. The driveway is now clear of any cars except the Miles family car. Miles gets into the car and drives it up to where he usually parks before he reaches into a side compartment to store things. In there, he picks up his badge from the FBI and a picture of him, his wife, and his son. He takes a moment to look at both objects before placing them both back in. Making his way back from the car, his son, Jacob is at the foot of the door staring at his dad.

Jacob: Dad, who was that?

Miles: Don't worry, it was nothing. Nothing to worry about. Now how about we get some ice cream? I just bought a container of it. Plus, I got your favorite, cookies and cream.

Jacob's face lights up at the mention of cookies and cream ice cream. Miles takes Jacob by the hand and goes inside the house, closing the door from behind them. With this, the cameras zoom out, getting further and further away from the Miles residence.

 

[MMSoldier]

One of the scenic beaches of Maine is our backdrop for this play, the sand gleaming in the sun, the waves coating the already wet sand more. A car sputters into view, then comes to a halt at the side of the road. A barely audible thud is heard, and the first actor comes out of the driver’s side, in the form of Leon Kentsworth. He groans, kicks the car, then sits on the hood, looking out at the sun-coated water.

Leon: Well, this is great. Broken down in the middle of nowhere!

He looks into the car, and another person gets out, a cameraman. The view changes as we are now looking directly at Leon, visibly annoyed at the situation.

Cameraman: What now?

The interviewer turns to answer, but is saved by a rusty pickup truck pulling up alongside the two. A dirty man looks out the passenger side window at the car, then looks at Leon.

Man: Need a lift? I can bring ya into town. I was heading in for the day anyhow.

The camera shifts back to Leon, who looks back. He shrugs, then jumps off the hood and walks towards the truck as the camera follows. The man notices the second man, then looks down.

Man: Hold up, he coming too? I only have room for one more up here.

Leon: Only one? There’s no one else in there.

As he finishes the sentence, a chocolate Lab jumps onto the window. He barks, and the camera moves back a few steps.

Man: This here’s Rusty. The two of ya could probably fit in the bed, if ya get close.

Leon just stares at the man, while the camera moves to the back of the vehicle. The interviewer just shakes his head and follows. He goes to jump in, but stops while on the wheel.

Leon: What do you want us to do with these things?

The camera moves to look in the bed, and a couple lobster traps come into the view.

Man: Just push em’ into the corner, they can probably take a better beating than you can.

Leon just shakes his head as he climbs in.

Leon: All this for an interview. Next time, I’ll call him.

Cameraman: It would be easier.

The truck pulls out as they pass a sign that welcomes them to Eastport. Leon sighs as the sign zooms past and out of view.

Leon: We were so close…

As a matter of fact, they weren’t. It took another ten minutes to get to civilization and get dropped off at the city’s docks. The duo jump out as the man gets out of the cab, Rusty following him out. The man offers his hand to the interviewer, who looks at it for a minute before shaking.

Man: Nice meeting ya. Can you find your way from here?

The camera glazes over the surroundings as Leon considers the question.

Leon: I think we can, thanks.

The man nods and walks off towards the docks. Leon stares in that direction for a while, before turning back to the camera. He just shakes his head as he walks off with the camera following closely behind.

Leon: Well, we’re in the city at least, that’s a start. Now to find the meeting place.

Leon looks down at a piece of paper with scribbling on it. He takes a look around as the camera looks out at the boats in the bay.

Leon: Something tells me that would be as easy as I’m thinking it will be.

Cameraman: Is that him out there?

Leon looks out at the boat the camera is looking at while said camera zooms in on the moving target. The boat zooming into port does have a driver looking like their target, but Leon groans at the sight.

Leon: If it is, then we might as well head down there.

The two walk down to the dock as the camera stays on the boat is question. The closer it gets, the less the interviewer has his doubts about the person. They get to the docks right as the boat is being docked.

Leon: Well then.

The driver walks off, holding a trap in his left hand, rope in his right. He drops the wire box on the deck and ties the vessel off before turning to look at his guests.

Leon: Next time, I’m calling you for the interview.

Flynn laughs, a loud noise that pierces the former silence. He pats Leon’s shoulder, a smile growing on his face.

Flynn: Come now, Maine’s not that bad. Sure, it’s different, but so is everywhere else in the world. Now, shall we start?

Leon: On a dock?

The former High school champion looks at the area, the camera following his gaze.

Flynn: Suppose you’re right, not the right place for an interview.

He brings his hand to his forehead, a thinking motion for the man.

Leon: Do you have an actual car to go somewhere with?

Flynn shakes his head, then looks at his boat.

Flynn: Nah, I walk pretty much everywhere in town. We could go on deck, head into the cabins?

Leon empathically shakes his head.

Leon: No boats. Somewhere nice within walking distance?

Flynn: There’s a small park about a five minute walk from here. Good enough?

The camera looks over the two men, as Leon nods slowly.

Leon: Might as well.

Flynn: Great! Come along.

He walks off at a quick pace, leaving Leon and the cameraman quickly behind. The two business men have to run to catch up, but they don’t meet up again until the park. Flynn sits at a wooden bench, two trees looking over the vast blue ocean. Flynn smiles as he looks over his shoulder.

Flynn: About time you got here. I almost fell asleep sitting and waiting for you.

Leon is panting at this point, annoyance painting his features. The cameraman doesn’t seem that much better, as heavy breaths can be heard through the camera’s mic. Leon walks up to the bench, as Flynn stands up, groaning as he stretches his legs.

Leon: Can we get this done?

Flynn: Thought you’d never ask.

The camera positions itself in front of the bench as Leon takes a deep breath before going into his interview.

Leon: Hello, ladies and gentlemen. On Aftershock, our opening match will feature two newly signed talents. Dean Miles, and my guest at this time, Jimmy Flynn.

The camera pans back to include Flynn in the shot, as the man waves at the camera.

Flynn: Good day all!

Leon: Now, before we start with the questions, I think there are some people out there who want to know a little more about you.

Flynn looks at him, an intrigued look on his face.

Flynn: More than what was put on my app?

Leon nods, and Flynn sighs.

Flynn: What else do they want? I’m a fairly straight forward guy, a kid who was a great wrestler in high school, and wants to go again.

Leon: Why do you want to come back? I think we all have the general idea you gave before, but I believe they want more.

Flynn sits on the bench, and invites Leon to do the same, which the interviewer does, forcing the camera to shift down a bit to keep both men in view.

Flynn: The biggest thing you need to understand…

He rolls his head back and looks straight up at the clear blue sky.

Flynn: The biggest thing is that my family has always had an insatiable hunger for competition, we always have. My father is the biggest piece of proof for this. Played nine sports growing up, I believe, and he’s coaching down at the Academy now, has been for five years now. I’ve played four sports growing up, stopped for schooling, and now I need to get some more.

Leon nods, intrigued at the speech of the former wrestling champion.

Leon: But aren’t there other ways to get it?

It’s Flynn’s turn to nod, as he turns to look at the smaller man.

Flynn: Believe me, I’ve tried. Started with hunting and for a while that kept it good. But, after a while, shooting bears and moose two times your size started to not cut it, ya know? So I needed something else, and I felt a calling to go back to my roots, and I found WZCW. And now, I believe you have some questions for me.

Leon stares for a moment, then a cough from behind the camera gets him focused again.

Leon: Yes, first. What do you think of the other newcomer in your match, Dean Miles?

Flynn pats his face as he ponders the question.

Flynn: Dean Miles, why is that name familiar?

Leon shrugs.

Leon: He’s a former FBI agent, maybe you’ve seen him in the news?

Flynn: Possibly, but enough about that. I respect the hell out of anyone who protects a country, even if it’s from the inside like he used to. And now he wants to try out wrestling, could work out for him. I bet he got a ton of special training from the gov for hand to hand fighting, but I’d also bet he doesn’t know a lot about getting down on the mat and out working an opponent, like I used to do on a weekly basis.

Leon looks directly at the camera, while Flynn is still staring up at the sky, his legs out stretched in front of the bench.

Leon: Ok, anything else on him?

Flynn shakes his head as he looks back down at the camera.

Flynn: Not that I can really think of, next!

Leon shakes his head while The Devil’s Dancer looks right at the camera.

Leon: Ok, the other competitor in your match is someone who has already had a couple of matches in WZCW, “The Shooting Star” Josh Young. Young has been very impressive as of late-

Flynn: A-yayaya!

Leon recoils at the sudden noise while Flynn pushes the microphone away from Leon.

Flynn: I’m stopping you there for a very important reason. When you say someone is impressive, one normally thinks of wins said someone has, correct?

Leon nods.

Flynn: Who did Young beat?

Leon looks down, Flynn staring intently.

Leon: Darren Bull.

Flynn: Darren Bull! The laughing stock of Aftershock! Let me tell you something about shooting stars, Leon. They might seem interesting at first, but sooner or later, and more than often sooner, they crash and burn out. The same will happen to Young, I guarantee it.

Leon: Are you saying you’re going to make Young crash during your match?

Flynn puts his hand over his mouth in a mocking manner.

Flynn: I said no such thing, but it was implied, wasn’t it? When you look at me, you see a physical specimen worthy of Olympus, with the skill to match an Olympian athlete. If you listen to the song that my people have sung when I enter for years, you hear a line that sounds like exactly what it says.

Flynn looks right at the camera, ignoring Leon’s attempts to get him to focus back on him.

Flynn: Miles, Young, one day you will see. You’ll dare to come down to me. C’mon, take the chance.
That’s right, let’s dance.

Flynn laughs as he walks off screen. The camera follows him for a bit before panning back to Leon Kentsworth, who’s staring out at the direction Flynn went.

Kentsworth: Yea, definitely calling him next time.

 

[The Extract]

The scene opens with Josh Young sitting in an empty locker room after Apocalypse. He sits, staring at the ground. He has an ice pack on his right arm. “How? How couldn’t I win? I prepared. I studied. I got tougher! I just don’t get this!” Josh talks to himself. He knows nobody is around. He is getting angry.

“You weren’t focused. That’s how you lost.” Josh quickly turns around. He sees a man with a goatee, with short jet black hair. He is wearing a dark brown suit.

“Who the Hell are you?! Get out of my locker room.”

“Calm down there Josh. I am just here to help.”

“I don’t need your help. I am fine all by myself.”

“Trust me, you could use my help."

“Sir, get out of my locker room, before I make you get out myself. Trust me; you don’t want that to happen.” Josh gets up and starts walking towards the man.

“Josh stop. YOU don’t want to do that!”

Josh suddenly sticks his fist out to the man, striking the air. The man had sidestepped Young! Young goes for a high kick, but the man ducks. The man goes behind into a full-nelson! He brings Josh down. “Do you want to listen to me now?” The man lets go and Josh gets up; dusting himself off.

“Fine.”

“Okay, good. Now first, I need to help you move past this loss. So just forget that you lost your first number one contenders match. Focus, and yes, I mean really focus! You have two competitors this week, two debuting up-and-comer’s in WZCW. One is a man known as Jimmy Flynn, and the other is an ex-FBI agent known as Dean Miles. You should be able to take them both easily, just use your high impact moves on both of them, as neither of them have had any experience with it. Don’t let them work the ground game, just keep the match quick, and keep focus."

Why do you put so much emphasis on focus? Why do you think that for one second during my 4-way match that I wasn’t focused?"

“I don’t think. I know. I know that you didn’t lose focus by accident. You lost it because of me.”

Josh looks questioned, as he takes steps forward towards the man. “What the Hell do you mean?” The strange man puts his hands up halting Young.

“I didn’t mean to make you lose. I just wanted you to finish him the hard way.”

“The hard way?! What do you mean ‘The hard way’? How did you ‘control me’? How was it you that made me lose the match?”

“I can’t tell you it all now. Well actually, that’s not true, because I could tell you everything, but I won’t. Trust me, it will help you in the long run.”

“I don’t care. Tell me right now what’s going on, or else you will be the one to regret it.”

Josh quickly takes a strike towards the man, after finally losing patience. Josh lunges forwards after missing the attack. He suddenly feels a shocking pain at the back of his head, as he goes down because of a huge punch to the head! Josh gets up and charges at the man. Suddenly, the man vanishes. Josh runs straight into a locker! “See; now why couldn’t you have gotten that angry in your match? If you had, then I wouldn’t have had to intervene. Now if you want me to tell you my plan, then you need to stop attacking me.”

Josh hesitates at first, and then promises the man that he will stop trying to hurt the ‘man’. “Good. Now we can talk. What is the main thing on your mind that you need to ask me?”

“How did you do what you said you did?”

“There is a simple method that I use. It's known by everyone, or at least everyone where i'm from. I can know, and sometimes control any one person's mind. Only yours.”

“Well how can I do that?”

"You can’t. That’s the point. If you were able to do it, then you would abuse it.”

“Why did you cost me my match then? That was an abuse of power!

"I didn’t mean to cost you the match. I was helping you become ready for any challenges that rise ahead, for I will be introducing you to a new side. The dark side, yet the real good side; the Twilight Zone."

"What are you talking about?"

"You will find out more when you are ready. But trust me, you will join us. We are waiting. We will see you there." The man disappears into the atmosphere, as Josh Young looks on amazed. He looks confused on what just happened. He shakes his head and grabs his ice pack. Instantly, he hears the man speak again “Goodbye Mr. Young.” Josh Young looks around, but still doesn’t see anyone. He shakes it off, grabs his bag, and leaves Apocalypse more confused than he has ever been.​