MD/AS Megashow: Austin Reynolds vs. Trevor Steel (Elite X League/KFAD Qualifier)

[Ty Burna]

Trevor Steel was given a major gift with the automatic forfeit by Big Dave. He now stands tied with Austin Reynolds for second place in the Elite X League. The two face off with the winner advancing to the KFAD match.

Deadline is Tuesday, February 2nd at 23:59 EST.

 

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We see The Ratings Winner Austin Reynolds lying back in a black recliner couch. He has a white pair of headphones lying across his chest from his ears. He is listening to music that is so loud it can be heard across the room despite the headphones. But he doesn’t appear to be enjoying it as he has a disapproving look on his face.

His girlfriend Hayley walks in. Austin pulls the earphones out and sits up. “Baby, listen to this.” He turns on the large stereo that sits on the other side of the room with a remote and turns it up. The harsh music booms out of the speakers and the bass shakes the room. Hayley covers up her hears, clearly offended and rushes over to Austin. She grabs the remote and turns the machine off.

“What the hell are you trying to do? Kill me? That was awful.”

“I know.”

“You hate that sort of music so why was it on?”

“Trevor Steel, I’m doing research.”

Hayley is clearly confused. She sits down behind him and starts rubbing Austin’s neck.

“Is he a champion?”

“Haha, funny. No.”

“But if you win....”

“Then I go in a huge match at Kingdom Come for a future title shot.”

“Because your original match got cancelled.”

“Yeah” Austin mumbles some profanity quietly under his breath. “So now I gotta cut a promo on this guy who seems to be some sort of rock nut. I was trying to listen to some of his favourite stuff to get into his mindset.”

“Hun, you shouldn’t go anywhere near that mindset. It will get you killed. Tell you what, this is what you do.” She leans over and whispers. He gets a little distracted by pert cleavage but acknowledges it with a kiss. She turns and sets up a camcorder in front of him before she leaves.

Austin, now alone, thinks about the next few weeks. Kingdom Come was a huge opportunity and he knew that he couldn’t let up to ensure his dream of starring at that spectacular event remained intact. He stands up.

“Now Mr Steel, we have one disgusting thing in common. The rWo have called BS and forced this match to happen. This was supposed to be the match where I sealed a place in history, by beating Karnage but thanks to you, that match was made pointless. That has pissed me off. Who the f*** do they think they are? They are nothing here. How come they can pull this crap off?”

His frustration at the change of plans is visible. He takes a second to calm down.

“So it comes down to this. You failed last week and the week before yet you still get the chance to go to the marquee match at Kingdom Come at my expense? You have disappointed your son for weeks now and get rewarded again?– that’s great parenting by the way. Your fans, sorry, fan, suffer the shame of having to break the silence during your matches and yet you are given the opportunity to take away my chance to steal the show at Kingdom Come?”

Austin clearly enjoys poking fun at any opponent and in Trevor Steel, he sees someone who is in poor form and potentially easy picking.

“So the rWo pulled their bitch out of the two pointer because they are running scared of me. They didn’t want Karnage the carnie to be embarrassed before his big date with Frankie Smith. Somehow that has contrived to put you and me on the same level. I’m better than you ever will so don’t get used to it and enjoy the view from up here while it lasts. I’m about eight point seven times better on your best night and I know that because that is the difference between the ratings on our last two matches. You stink up the joint after I put on a classic display at Ascension. That sums you up – You manage to make everything around you stink. I just won’t let myself be consumed by the stench."

Austin’s face screws up a little as he discusses Steel. His superiority complex is in full swing and his ego refuses to let him give any compliment.

“Maybe it was not just the rWo? Maybe Showtime helped it to happen? Because he needs you to get a big pay day from Kingdom Come so he gets something out of it when he sues you and forces you and your son to become his personal bitch! Either way, I smell a conspiracy because I am five star awesomeness in a smooth, high-flying package and you are the biggest slob I have ever seen. “

He chuckles because while he is disgruntled about the outcome of the Elite X league, it was beyond his control and therefore, it was not his fault. In his mind the outcome would have been very different had he been around from the start.

“You must be delighted though. You don’t deserve a place in this business, let alone a place in the same ring as me. I make this shit look good and the ratings back this up. I am the next big thing and if that means being King for a Day instead of the Elite X champion, then so be it. Frankie Smith has got lucky and he knows it.”

“At the supershow, I’m going to seal my place on the Kingdom Come by putting on a performance which is worthy of a supershow. You don’t have a shot, I just won’t let you take my destiny.”

“I’m going into the King For A Day match at Kingdom Come and I’m going to win after a five star performance.” Austin pulls up his right sleeve and shows four fresh new tattoos of smaller stars around the large golden one on his bicep. “I’m the Ratings Winner and Trevor Steel, I’m gonna give you a lesson in how to steal the show.”

 

[NSL]

The scene opens with former WZCW Vixen Rachele Syren walking out of the bedroom, and limping into the kitchen, wearing only a bathrobe.

Rachele Syren: Damn, Trevor! When I said "Take out your problems on me", I figured you'd body slam me, or smack me with a chair. I can barely walk.

Trevor walks out of the bedroom after her, wearing a worn Megadeth shirt, and tattered sweatpants.

Trevor Steel: Body slam? I don't know what you call it, but that's pretty much what happened.

Trevor winks at her and starts to make a pot of coffee. Rachele picks up the newspaper off the counter, and flips open the first page.

Rachele Syren: Blah, blah, blah...Fat slob. Stinky. Smelly. I swear this has been said before about you.

Trevor Steel: Yeah, it has. It's a shame when someone as talented as Reynolds can't even come up with an original promo. Whatever happened to Nacho anyway?

Rachele Syren: There's a blurb down here. "Rafael De La Noche has lost his twelfth straight match since returning to Europe." Wow. Poor guy.

Trevor Steel: You know, I kind of feel bad. The guy came here with his belt, riding on his high horse, and lost his first match to me. Never really picked up from there. Could have been something.

Rachele Syren: If he was going to be anything, he would have been. He was a chump.

Trevor Steel: I guess your right. And the point stands, he was the first to call me a slob, and say I'm a hobo, and tell me I'm nothing. Look what happened. He's gone, and I've got a renewed chance to head into Kingdom Come, and come out with a title shot. Life is good.

Damien lumbers out of his room, wearing a one piece pajama set, rubbing his eyes.

Damien Steel: Morning, daddy. What's for breakfast?

Trevor Steel: How about we got out for breakfast? I haven't had Denny's in months.

Rachele Syren: Are you sure? What about money? You can't be done paying back Cougar, can you?

Trevor Steel: Don't worry about that. I'm taking care of it. Go get dressed, and I'll get ready.

Damien Steel: You going to win tonight, dad? I don't like that Austin guy.

Trevor Steel: Why's that? He's pretty good.

Damien Steel: But you are better. You won a bunch of matches, and only lost a couple. If you win now, you can be a champion. Like Titus was!

Trevor Steel: Don't worry about it. I'll take care of Austin, and I'll get myself back on track. It'll be the last time anyone calls your dad a "hobo" and a "bum".

Trevor leaves the room as the scene fades.