The camera starts off blurry, as if awakening from a dream. It goes to static for a second, before coming in clear. It's looking at a chair, but the camera is leaning at an odd angle. After focusing in and out, Trevor Steel steps around the camera and sits down. He stares at the floor for what seems like an eternity. He looks up at the camera, and leans back in his chair as he scratches at his goatee.
Trevor Steel: You know...
Trevor coughs, and starts again.
Trevor Steel: You know...The other day...I got a phone call. A phone call from an old friend. He apparently signed a deal with some wrestling company, and they asked him if he knew anyone looking for a job. He knew I signed here for what equates to a hill of beans, and gave me a call. He called me and...
Trevor leans forward, putting his face in his hands. Without moving, he continues.
Trevor Steel: He said they had a check. With my name on it. Something north of six figures. He wouldn't say exactly, but it's more nonetheless. As he talked, I sat. I listened. I watched my son playing with his WZCW toys, and thought back on the big match last week. My MeltDown debut...
Trevor looks up, staring into the camera, as if there's someone looking back at him. His eyes are glassy, and he takes a deep breath before continuing.
Trevor Steel: I thought back on everything I've gone through to get custody of my son, and sort out my life after making mistake after mistake following high school. I thought back on all my friends I had seen go by the wayside, turning themselves into nobodies.
Trevor looks to the side, apparently out a window. He coughs, and his eyes move to the floor, but he doesn't turn back to the camera.
Trevor Steel: I don't want to be like them. I came to WZCW to have fun. I wanted to make a living, and take care of my son. The money wasn't great, but I was sure it would pick up for me. I told him that I didn't want to go. I told him I had made a home here, and was fitting in well. You know what he said? YOU KNOW WHAT HE SAID?!
Trevor takes a deep breath, and turns back to the camera. He rubs his hands together before moving on.
Trevor Steel: He said 'They don't care about you, Trevor. They don't care what kind of abilities you have. They look at you, and see "Trevor Steel: The idiot who will take a bump for a few pesos". They don't care that you've busted your [censored] ass in every gym in Pennsylvania, trying to get a career started. They stick you in tag match after tag match, holding you down. Why don't you come here? Come here where they respect you, and will give you a belt, and let you wrestle your style. You can be as hardcore as you please. Do it, Trevor! DO IT!'
Trevor clears his throat and looks out the window again. He gets up, and walks away from the camera.
Trevor Steel: I told him I'd think about it. I told him I would hang up, and take a long hard look at my future in WZCW.
Trevor begins to pace from left to right, cracking his knuckles as he walks. Suddenly, he darts to the camera, rips it from where it sits, and gets his face right up to the lens.
Trevor Steel: I hung up! Damien looked in my eyes, and said, 'Don't do it! Don't do it, Daddy!'. I let the numbers run through my head, and I picked up the phone. You know what I told him?
Trevor lowers the camera, and the screen shakes as it turns towards the floor. After a second, Trevor picks up the camera, and gets right against the lens again.
Trevor Steel: I TOLD THEM TO TAKE THAT CHECK, AND SHOVE IT UP THEIR ASSES! WZCW IS WHERE I HAVE MADE MY HOME, AND WZCW IS WHERE I WILL DIE! I have busted my ass for more than a month here. I've wrestled against some of the best, and teamed with the greatest. This is where I will continue to make my home! At Lethal Lottery, you better all be on alert, because I'm coming for you! This is my shot to prove all the naysayers wrong. My shot to prove that I belong!
At this, Trevor throws down the camera, causing the picture to go black, but there's still audio being picked up.
Trevor Steel: I'm a man of honor! You don't turn your back on the only company that gives a damn about you. You don't turn your back on the fans that chant your name. I won't do it...I can't do it.
After a few seconds of silence, you can hear sniffling, and then glass shatter.
Trevor Steel: I can't do it. This is my home. Lethal Lottery...That's where I'll prove myself.
After a short moment of silence, shuffling can be heard and then a loud *beep*...