Saturday, 31 July 2010
Tampa, Florida
Meltdown Arena
Following his match, Alex sits on a bench in the mens locker room pulling off his wrestling boots and packing them into a duffel bag when Mazi comes bursting into the room. He blinks and stares at her, his face devoid of any emotion regarding what happened just moments ago. Mazi appears to be enraged at what happened out in the ring and begins walking toward him.
That was bullshit! Just what the fuck does management think their doing, having you lose to that old bastard?
She huffs as she stands in front of her man, how doesnt respond at all nor does he look up at her and give her the time of day for her ranting. Alex continues dressing out in his street clothes as Mazi appears to be getting even angrier.
What is wrong with you? Why arent you pissed off that you just got beat by the poster child for dementia?
Because its not worth it.
He answers simply, giving it no extra thought, just rolling on with pulling his shoes on. Alex does look up at his girlfriend who isnt impressed by his answer.
Oh come on, youre ten times the wrestler that he is. Hes wrestled imaginary bears probably named Yogi and Booboo while youve stood toe to toe with true greats like Jay Jerzey and Myke Adams. If he were Jerzey youd be pissed beyond belief.
Well hes not Jerzey, hes not Adams, hes not Champion, and this is not SCCW Mazi.
Alex stands up as he answers her, she was getting too close and his sudden lift to his feet pushed her a few feet back from him.
There is no point in being angry about losing to someone who obviously took advantage of a situation. Hes one half of the tag team champions and I left him get away with a victory over me. The rules are different here, the talent is drastically different here and there is as always a learning curve.
But you won your first match here and thats been it so far, youve lost every other encounter youve had.
He shakes his head as Mazi crosses her arms over her chest, concealing the cleavage she had showing at that time due to the clothing she was wearing. She waits for his response which seems to go on too long.
I beat Holmes because he wasnt ready to face me, he underestimated me and I taught him how a true wrestler does business in that ring. But youre right, I have lost every other encounter Ive had, but its not been for the lack of trying. I cant expect to win every match, but I will win them when it truly counts.
Alexander sighs lightly and picks up his gym bag and look at Mazi. She can see that there is more to this than he is letting on, something is on his mind but she knows better than to push it at the moment.
Well hopefully Tucker will be able to get one over Toyota
Mazi mutters as she puts her hand into his and the two walk out of the locker room, saying nothing else at the moment.
Yeah, hopefully
The scene fades to black as Alex says these last two words.
Monday, 02 August 2010
Barrie, Ontario, Canada
The Steele Apartment
Alex, whatre we doing back here in Simcoe County?
Mazi asks seemingly irritated at being back in Canada, while falling onto the couch that they left behind due to Alex being unable to break his lease.
Nothing, we cant just take a break from the states and come up here? My lease isnt up for another six months anyways, we might as well enjoy it.
He replies and sits down next to her as he turns the television on and slips an arm around her. Mazi looks at him and begins to wonder just what it is that hes got on his mind. Ever since Saturday something hasnt been exactly right with him but she hadnt pushed him to speak about it.
Whats wrong Alex? You know you can talk to me.
Alex looks over at her and offers her his trademark smile, gentle, warm, and charismatic. It looks as though he wont tell her whats bothering him if anything is at all.
Ive realized something in the past couple of weeks, Im not trying to step out of my fathers shadow, I am trying to not be like my father. You see, there are a few things you dont exactly know about my family and the most important thing is exactly what Im keeping myself from doing.
Which is?
Mazi asks, curious now, shes never heard Alex talk like this before to her, he seems completely in control of his emotions and is certainly thinking over what he has to say to her.
Becoming obsessed. My father was obsessed with a few things in his life, most of it wrestling orientated, and when I was facing off against Champion, I felt myself becoming just like the old man. Thats the real reason I left SCCW but there are things that even I cant escape.
Her eyes widen some at his comment, she knows exactly what hes talking about but doesnt exactly believe that hell do anything about it. She just shakes her head and scoots closer to him as he pulls his arm tighter around her shoulders.
Ill support you in whatever you decide to do Alex, but just dont get hurt.
The scene fades to black as Alex turns his head to face the television once more and smiles slightly, the shape of his lips forming more of a smirk.
Friday, 06 August 2010
Boston, Massachusetts
The Steele Residence
Hey Tuck, sorry I missed you man, great job on your match with Toyota. We need to get together sometime this upcoming week before our match on Saturday. I think there are a few things we can both work on, we can use my dads students as training dummies. Give me a call back and let me know when youre available. Later bud.
Alexanders voice is heard from the black screen as it cuts into view, showing him on the phone and apparently leaving a message for his tag team partner Tucker Graham. He was happy to have a carefree partner but he knows that he needs to keep Tucker focused at times, Alex doesnt think that will be very hard at all. He hangs up the phone and turns to Mazi whos smiling at him.
So this week youre taking on two failing and returning members of the roster. How do you think you guys will fair?
Mazi shifts on the couch as she speaks to Alex, giving a slight assessment of Matt Fox and Mark Hancock.
Well be fine, win or lose, well be fine. Tuckers got the speed and Ive got the technique to take down these two slouches.
He is confident that Reckless Youth will pull out their first team victory this week but he does sound a bit over confident.
Keep in mind that these guys have been wrestling longer than you have Alex, dont underestimate them.
Trust me Mazi, I underestimate no man or woman, if anything I overestimate these people and come away disappointed.
Alex responds quickly to his girlfriend, wanting to make sure that she understood his route of thinking, it was simple but he did overestimate everyone he stepped into the ring with here in WZCW. Mazi feels that Alex sounds a bit too over confident and must point out to him that he hasnt won every match hes had.
Yeah, disappointed with a loss.
Hey!
He yells at her and glares before he jumps onto her on the couch, pinning her to the cushions as the scene fades to black.
Saturday, 07 August 2010
Meltdown Recording Studio
Matt Fox and Mark Hancock, both are returning members of the roster apparently, both failed in their re-debut matches, giving them an air of overconfidence? Wait thats not right, you two remind me of someone, Mr. Holmes. Losing efforts should not reward your egos fellas. However you see it though, whether Reckless Youth is to be a stepping stone or the fact that were just alike yet different in so many ways, it doesnt matter.
Matt Fox, Ive seen you wrestle before but for the life of me I cant remember what it is that you actually accomplished here in WZCW. While I am grateful for getting this chance to face you, you are truly that forgettable. No one is going to remember your re-debut and no one is going to remember your part in this match besides the outcome which will be written in WZCW history books. Youre not using Reckless Youth as a stepping stone for your already failed career, you will falter when youre in the ring with me or Tucker and in the end youll be wishing that youd had kept your big mouth shut.
Alex crosses his arms across his chest, speaking straight and to the point. He stares into the camera as he cuts his promo, as if he were looking directly at Matt Fox and Mark Hancock.
Marcus Hancock, lets me say this directly, dont ever compare yourself to me again. You think that because you were thrust into the wrestling lifestyle that youre better than me. I do this; I wrestle, because I love it, because I want to do it. Being thrust into this lifestyle is supposed to be a choice and if you didnt make that choice then I truly feel sorry for you. It doesnt matter if you were made to survive, you were still trained, and trust me I had the raw end of the deal. You dont think my father was harder on me than the rest of his students? Just because Im a Steele doesnt mean that I had it easy. I am the bastard child of a wrestling legend; Ive had to prove my worth since my biological mother died. Everything I did until I became a professional wrestler was to impress my father, now I dont get a shit about what he thinks, I know why I wrestle and before you come to the ring on Saturday, I suggest you find your reason for wrestling, otherwise you are doomed to fall to the wayside and be just as forgettable as Matthew Fox.
He speaks, not stopping to even think about what he wanted to say, it all seems to flow from his mouth with great ease, as if he prepared this in his head days ago.
At Meltdown, Reckless Youth faces two has-beens that need to step aside and let the youth of this company pass them by. I know this wont happen, Fox and Hancock believe that the fans, that the company owes them something and until they are finally shown the light theyll continue to believe this. I am lucky enough to have a very talented partner in Tucker Graham who will run circles around these two men. I on the other hand have a little aggression to work out after last weeks loss to Tarzan, how unlucky for you gentlemen that youve caught me on a bad week.
Well see you both at Meltdown; Ill bring the fucking body bags.
Alex speaks, some semblance of anger rising in his voice as he continues until he just stops and walks off of the set. The production crew is surprised to see this happen before the fade to black.