Post by justinf on Jul 19, 2012 13:11:15 GMT -5
A slow smile spread across my face as I read the recent announcement by Billy boy. I'm being given a shot at the TV title. Not the most prestigious for the company but it's a start. Although it did annoy me that my LITTLE sister had a potential for the Heavy Weight...but she was family and I had to be proud of her....even though I think she still had a lot to learn.
she called me the other day to tell me in detail about her shopping trip with Blaze. First of all WTF? I'd told her that. Why didn't she call me to take her out? I didn't want her hanging out with that guy. He was a good partner and he was a good wrestler but he was an asshole and my sister didn't need another asshole.
True, it had been Bliss that fucked up her relationship with Kurt but why was he back here now? Did he really think that Bliss would just jump back into his bed and things would be exactly the same. He could say he forgives her all he wants but he's always going to have that going though his head that if she hit him over the head once for her own selfish reasons, what was to stop her from doing it again? At least, that's what I would think with a chick like Bliss. And people thought I was unstable....
when I saw Lexi's video about her leaving, the first thing I did was text her to find out the full story. I wanted to make sure that it wasn't because she lost the chance at another belt or that Drake had done something stupid. She'd reassured me that it was neither of those things and that if she were staying she would definitely be giving Adian Caine a run for his money again at another date....no Chrissy really had gone into pre-term labour and was on bed rest and Terry couldn't afford to take time off work, it was bad enough that Chrissy had to go on early mat leave herself. I told her that I'd come visit her after the super show. I'm sure I'd need some rest and I'd visit with Dad, and Jerry...maybe even Jake if he was in a good mood.
It was kind of sad though...but now I could focus more on my career instead of Lexi.
The hotel had a great little restaurant and I was starving, so after checking out stuff on the computer for a few more minutes, I left and made my way downstairs. the hostess looked at me strangely when I said it was only me for dinner but led me to a table anyway. God you know how awkward it is when they take away the extra setting? Like come on, a guy can go to dinner by himself without it being pathetic. I sighed and opened up the menu.
"Justin Fischer...fancy meeting you here." I roll my eyes before lowering the menu. Before I can say anything, Jay Wyatt is sitting down across from me with his little notepad.
"how did you find me?" I ask dryly.
"I went to the front desk. they told me you'd just went in here so...I figured..."
"That you would disturb me and start asking tonnes of annoying questions? go figure."
"come on, I haven't interviewed you in ages...."
I had to admit that out of the three sad excuses for interviewers in this place, Jay was the lesser poison.
"Have you eaten Jay?" I say with the sarcasm dripping off it. knowing him he won't catch it.
"No...thanks for inviting me." he waves over the waitress who quickly brings back the place setting they just disdainfully took away moments before. He opens the menu. "What's good here?" he asks.
"What do you hate the most?" I say under my breath.
"I didn't catch that..."
I hold in the smirk. "I said everything is pretty much the same quality."
We both give our orders and then he looks at me expectantly.
"Well you don't expect me to just start talking do you? Your the interviewer, so do your job..."
He clicks his pen and looks at the note pad a few minutes.
"How do you feel coming out of that win with Jackson Blaze as your partner?"
"Oh you must mean that massacre that happened on Monday night. Blaze and I dominated and to be honest I don't think either of us really broke a sweat. I don't know exactly what Blaze and Baxter have against each other and I really don't give a flying fuck...doesn't concern me, my main concern was making sure that Cable didn't get up and I think we did a pretty good job of that."
"Is this still stemming from the match you never got to do in New York?"
"I don't care about the match that never was, what I take offense to is that he seems to think he has more experience over me and he has the audacity to call me a kid...excuse me son but I think you got something wrong there. the Kid obviously spends more time working out and not showering then he does researching. As I've said on many occasions I watch old matches of my opponents so that I can study them. Get an idea of where their weaknesses are. I did that for this match and I will be doing that for my TV title shot in two weeks as well."
"That's right, you do have a title shot at the super show, what do you have to say about that?"
"do you have a lot of time?" Jay stares blankly at me. Man this guy needed to learn about sarcasm.
"I'm facing 5 other guys in this match, to be honest, after watching some of their matches just from the back before my own I can say that this will be a very easy win for me."
"If you do win this will be your first title win, right?"
"WHEN I win Jay, when I win. but yes...it will be. But not for long. I'm going to move quickly until I'm holding the highest belt in this company."
"You have a lot of competition for the heavy weight title..."
"Everything in good time my friend. I'm in no rush."
"So more about your actual title shot. your facing some pretty good competition here..."
I cut him off. it's a joke that he thinks that the guys that I'm facing are good.
"Okay let me go down the list here Jay. We start with Toby Foster....what? Who the hell is this guy? Didn't he just lose to Electra Stevens? I mean Lexi is tough competition no doubt. I'm one of the many people who helped train her and she's not some dumb blonde by no means but I mean come on...you lost to a girl dude...that's gotta be a real ego deflator. Also, it looks as though he's the one trying to cozy up to that hot little number that does the makeup in the back...but the guy can't even get up the nerve to talk to her. For the love of god man just man up and grow a pair already. It's just an average Chick, not the queen of England. What was the recruiter thinking when he went over there to pick that guy up, not only is he a disgrace to MPW but he's a disgrace to confident men everywhere."
"What about Taufik?...you seem to have some history there too...."
"That guy got some lucky breaks in New York....but you can't run on luck forever buddy. Eventually you have to start using actual skill, something he doesn't know anything about and from what I've seen lately....I think I may actually watch that match against Rage next week, just so I can have a good laugh at his broken bloody body lying in the middle of the ring. more than likely he'll still be damaged in two weeks so it will easy for me or one of those brainless talentless hacks to dispatch him quickly."
"There are a couple other new recruits on this list as well..."
"Oh are you talking about John Fisherman? Umm could you be a bigger biter? You join a roster and come in with a name like John Fisherman when there's already a man named Justin Fischer? it sounds a lot like envy to me. Not that I can blame him. The man can't even do his own work...he had to go and get a manager whose boobs are bigger than her brains....where did he dig her up anyway....I'm sure some pimp is missing a girl out there somewhere. but good for you honey, you know...moving up in the world, instead of being pimped out your doing the pimping. Also too, I'm not sure if he realized it just yet but he has this really gross parasite growing off his chin....he really should do something with that, before it starts reaching out and strangling people during matches. I think I may have to keep a shaver in my back pocket. if he comes at me I'll just wield my trusty Gillette pro styler in his face."
I smirk at Jay and the waitress brings over our drinks. Jay, the pansy had ordered some blue lagoon drink with a fruity umbrella. I had a beer. I knew it would be shitty though because they didn't have Canadian on tap here.
"Who do we have next? Jason X.... what the hell is with the X? is it because you think your Xtreme....you do know that it's spelt with an E right.... " Jay's about to interrupt me to correct me and I stop him. "I know it's Xavier...so really... he's just professor X right? Only he doesn't have that awesome mind control power...come to think of it he doesn't have any power at all. He beat Taufik...bravo bravo. I wouldn't expect any rewards for that man....and the match before that...he lost to the British joke, Toby Foster. Needless to say, I'm not shaking or cowering in anticipation of facing him."
"your last opponent is Freddie Styles..."
"Styles....well, out of everyone I'm facing at that match I have to say that he's the only one that has any kind of chance of beating me and that's extremely...note I said that with an "E" there.... it's an extremely slim chance at that. I have to admit the boy has skills and I'm looking forward to slowly demoralizing him and making him feel like a failure. So I heard that he almost died....hmmm...well I won't go there, I'm not that much of an asshole."
"Now I'm sure I'm not the only one that is going to bring it up but you don't exactly have a great track record yourself....your loses far out weight your wins..."
"Well if your counting NYCCW, yes I suppose that's true but right now, we're only counting MPW and I'm 1 for 1 here. As I said on the radio, I let Drake win because I made the mistake of thinking it would impress a lady. I know now that the only way to impress a lady isn't with my in ring skills...no it's a different kind of skill. I'm sure Kurt Newman knows exactly what I'm talking about. I've had nothing but wins in that department....anyway....unlike Newman I'm not all about my bedroom prowess. I'm about getting that gold around my waist where it belongs."
"Some might say that you only won your last match was because you had someone like Blaze as your partner..."
"Let me just say this once and one time only. I admire Blaze's in ring skills. he knows what he's doing and he's been champion in every fed he's been in for a reason. he invented the phrase Ruthless aggression, but that doesn't mean that I didn't do my share of the work. We were partners on Monday night and that's what we did. We dominated as partners. In Two weeks at MNME I won't be someone's partner, I'll be out there with my own skills, my own determination and my own power and I'm going to use those things to rise above the shit. I've said it many times and I kind of use it as my motto of sorts is that everyone in this fed is only a stepping stone to my own success. I never do anything unless it's going to in someway benefit me, in the end."
"So when you took out Chris Cable during his match with Rage in New York...."
"I was simply repaying a favour....I made an error in judgment when I tried to then go after Rage. I have to do a helluva lot more training before I can face him but I guarantee that one day I will and I will win. He thinks I'm nothing more than someone's lap dog in that he'll be sorely mistaken. Just like Cable has been sorely mistaken in a couple different situations. he's in a first blood match in two weeks against Clash...well that won't be a very long match, so I hope the fans won't be too disappointed."
"did you want to talk about Electra's early retirement?"
"Nope. None of yours or anyone's business. she gave her speech and that should be enough for your vultures."
"I'm not a vulture Justin...I just want the facts."
"and she gave them. She didn't lie and there's nothing secret going on. Your best bet is to just keep your nose clean and move on to things that are relevant."
"What about your sister, Bliss....she's in the Roll of the Die competition...."
"I know that and she's my baby sister and I'm proud of her but to be honest I don't think she'll win. She'll beat her opponent for sure...that I know but if she ended up say...against rage in the end...you have to admit that when you see a little wisp of a girl facing a man that towers over her do you really think that she's going to come out of that not hurting?"
"I dunno, she's pretty spunky from what I've seen." Jay blushes a little.
I smile. Seems my sister has cast her spell on someone else. She was like a female player...for some reason guys liked an arrogant bitchy woman like her...she just had something that made guys like the challenge of chasing her...and the scary thing was that she'd attracted Jackson Blaze. I didn't know if I should warn her or him to be honest.
"Do you have a crush on Bliss; Jay?"
"No...no of course not. I just like to root for the underdog."
"Okay whatever you say. Let me just leave you with this Jay, because I think our food is about ready and I'm actually getting kind of annoyed with you....is that I will come out of that match a winner. And when I do, I will just keep on moving up until I get to the top. In the end, I always win."
As if I'd predicted it, the waitress arrived seconds later with our food. Mine was steak, Rare. If it were any rarer it would moo. Jay watched as I cut into it and then covered his mouth when the blood pooled around the meat.
"What Jay...you have something against blood?"
He suddenly shoved his seat back as I put a piece in my mouth. "Ummm" I said with an arrogant smile. He ran straight for the bathroom. after swallowing I burst into hysterical laughter. Well didn't that just make my night.
she called me the other day to tell me in detail about her shopping trip with Blaze. First of all WTF? I'd told her that. Why didn't she call me to take her out? I didn't want her hanging out with that guy. He was a good partner and he was a good wrestler but he was an asshole and my sister didn't need another asshole.
True, it had been Bliss that fucked up her relationship with Kurt but why was he back here now? Did he really think that Bliss would just jump back into his bed and things would be exactly the same. He could say he forgives her all he wants but he's always going to have that going though his head that if she hit him over the head once for her own selfish reasons, what was to stop her from doing it again? At least, that's what I would think with a chick like Bliss. And people thought I was unstable....
when I saw Lexi's video about her leaving, the first thing I did was text her to find out the full story. I wanted to make sure that it wasn't because she lost the chance at another belt or that Drake had done something stupid. She'd reassured me that it was neither of those things and that if she were staying she would definitely be giving Adian Caine a run for his money again at another date....no Chrissy really had gone into pre-term labour and was on bed rest and Terry couldn't afford to take time off work, it was bad enough that Chrissy had to go on early mat leave herself. I told her that I'd come visit her after the super show. I'm sure I'd need some rest and I'd visit with Dad, and Jerry...maybe even Jake if he was in a good mood.
It was kind of sad though...but now I could focus more on my career instead of Lexi.
The hotel had a great little restaurant and I was starving, so after checking out stuff on the computer for a few more minutes, I left and made my way downstairs. the hostess looked at me strangely when I said it was only me for dinner but led me to a table anyway. God you know how awkward it is when they take away the extra setting? Like come on, a guy can go to dinner by himself without it being pathetic. I sighed and opened up the menu.
"Justin Fischer...fancy meeting you here." I roll my eyes before lowering the menu. Before I can say anything, Jay Wyatt is sitting down across from me with his little notepad.
"how did you find me?" I ask dryly.
"I went to the front desk. they told me you'd just went in here so...I figured..."
"That you would disturb me and start asking tonnes of annoying questions? go figure."
"come on, I haven't interviewed you in ages...."
I had to admit that out of the three sad excuses for interviewers in this place, Jay was the lesser poison.
"Have you eaten Jay?" I say with the sarcasm dripping off it. knowing him he won't catch it.
"No...thanks for inviting me." he waves over the waitress who quickly brings back the place setting they just disdainfully took away moments before. He opens the menu. "What's good here?" he asks.
"What do you hate the most?" I say under my breath.
"I didn't catch that..."
I hold in the smirk. "I said everything is pretty much the same quality."
We both give our orders and then he looks at me expectantly.
"Well you don't expect me to just start talking do you? Your the interviewer, so do your job..."
He clicks his pen and looks at the note pad a few minutes.
"How do you feel coming out of that win with Jackson Blaze as your partner?"
"Oh you must mean that massacre that happened on Monday night. Blaze and I dominated and to be honest I don't think either of us really broke a sweat. I don't know exactly what Blaze and Baxter have against each other and I really don't give a flying fuck...doesn't concern me, my main concern was making sure that Cable didn't get up and I think we did a pretty good job of that."
"Is this still stemming from the match you never got to do in New York?"
"I don't care about the match that never was, what I take offense to is that he seems to think he has more experience over me and he has the audacity to call me a kid...excuse me son but I think you got something wrong there. the Kid obviously spends more time working out and not showering then he does researching. As I've said on many occasions I watch old matches of my opponents so that I can study them. Get an idea of where their weaknesses are. I did that for this match and I will be doing that for my TV title shot in two weeks as well."
"That's right, you do have a title shot at the super show, what do you have to say about that?"
"do you have a lot of time?" Jay stares blankly at me. Man this guy needed to learn about sarcasm.
"I'm facing 5 other guys in this match, to be honest, after watching some of their matches just from the back before my own I can say that this will be a very easy win for me."
"If you do win this will be your first title win, right?"
"WHEN I win Jay, when I win. but yes...it will be. But not for long. I'm going to move quickly until I'm holding the highest belt in this company."
"You have a lot of competition for the heavy weight title..."
"Everything in good time my friend. I'm in no rush."
"So more about your actual title shot. your facing some pretty good competition here..."
I cut him off. it's a joke that he thinks that the guys that I'm facing are good.
"Okay let me go down the list here Jay. We start with Toby Foster....what? Who the hell is this guy? Didn't he just lose to Electra Stevens? I mean Lexi is tough competition no doubt. I'm one of the many people who helped train her and she's not some dumb blonde by no means but I mean come on...you lost to a girl dude...that's gotta be a real ego deflator. Also, it looks as though he's the one trying to cozy up to that hot little number that does the makeup in the back...but the guy can't even get up the nerve to talk to her. For the love of god man just man up and grow a pair already. It's just an average Chick, not the queen of England. What was the recruiter thinking when he went over there to pick that guy up, not only is he a disgrace to MPW but he's a disgrace to confident men everywhere."
"What about Taufik?...you seem to have some history there too...."
"That guy got some lucky breaks in New York....but you can't run on luck forever buddy. Eventually you have to start using actual skill, something he doesn't know anything about and from what I've seen lately....I think I may actually watch that match against Rage next week, just so I can have a good laugh at his broken bloody body lying in the middle of the ring. more than likely he'll still be damaged in two weeks so it will easy for me or one of those brainless talentless hacks to dispatch him quickly."
"There are a couple other new recruits on this list as well..."
"Oh are you talking about John Fisherman? Umm could you be a bigger biter? You join a roster and come in with a name like John Fisherman when there's already a man named Justin Fischer? it sounds a lot like envy to me. Not that I can blame him. The man can't even do his own work...he had to go and get a manager whose boobs are bigger than her brains....where did he dig her up anyway....I'm sure some pimp is missing a girl out there somewhere. but good for you honey, you know...moving up in the world, instead of being pimped out your doing the pimping. Also too, I'm not sure if he realized it just yet but he has this really gross parasite growing off his chin....he really should do something with that, before it starts reaching out and strangling people during matches. I think I may have to keep a shaver in my back pocket. if he comes at me I'll just wield my trusty Gillette pro styler in his face."
I smirk at Jay and the waitress brings over our drinks. Jay, the pansy had ordered some blue lagoon drink with a fruity umbrella. I had a beer. I knew it would be shitty though because they didn't have Canadian on tap here.
"Who do we have next? Jason X.... what the hell is with the X? is it because you think your Xtreme....you do know that it's spelt with an E right.... " Jay's about to interrupt me to correct me and I stop him. "I know it's Xavier...so really... he's just professor X right? Only he doesn't have that awesome mind control power...come to think of it he doesn't have any power at all. He beat Taufik...bravo bravo. I wouldn't expect any rewards for that man....and the match before that...he lost to the British joke, Toby Foster. Needless to say, I'm not shaking or cowering in anticipation of facing him."
"your last opponent is Freddie Styles..."
"Styles....well, out of everyone I'm facing at that match I have to say that he's the only one that has any kind of chance of beating me and that's extremely...note I said that with an "E" there.... it's an extremely slim chance at that. I have to admit the boy has skills and I'm looking forward to slowly demoralizing him and making him feel like a failure. So I heard that he almost died....hmmm...well I won't go there, I'm not that much of an asshole."
"Now I'm sure I'm not the only one that is going to bring it up but you don't exactly have a great track record yourself....your loses far out weight your wins..."
"Well if your counting NYCCW, yes I suppose that's true but right now, we're only counting MPW and I'm 1 for 1 here. As I said on the radio, I let Drake win because I made the mistake of thinking it would impress a lady. I know now that the only way to impress a lady isn't with my in ring skills...no it's a different kind of skill. I'm sure Kurt Newman knows exactly what I'm talking about. I've had nothing but wins in that department....anyway....unlike Newman I'm not all about my bedroom prowess. I'm about getting that gold around my waist where it belongs."
"Some might say that you only won your last match was because you had someone like Blaze as your partner..."
"Let me just say this once and one time only. I admire Blaze's in ring skills. he knows what he's doing and he's been champion in every fed he's been in for a reason. he invented the phrase Ruthless aggression, but that doesn't mean that I didn't do my share of the work. We were partners on Monday night and that's what we did. We dominated as partners. In Two weeks at MNME I won't be someone's partner, I'll be out there with my own skills, my own determination and my own power and I'm going to use those things to rise above the shit. I've said it many times and I kind of use it as my motto of sorts is that everyone in this fed is only a stepping stone to my own success. I never do anything unless it's going to in someway benefit me, in the end."
"So when you took out Chris Cable during his match with Rage in New York...."
"I was simply repaying a favour....I made an error in judgment when I tried to then go after Rage. I have to do a helluva lot more training before I can face him but I guarantee that one day I will and I will win. He thinks I'm nothing more than someone's lap dog in that he'll be sorely mistaken. Just like Cable has been sorely mistaken in a couple different situations. he's in a first blood match in two weeks against Clash...well that won't be a very long match, so I hope the fans won't be too disappointed."
"did you want to talk about Electra's early retirement?"
"Nope. None of yours or anyone's business. she gave her speech and that should be enough for your vultures."
"I'm not a vulture Justin...I just want the facts."
"and she gave them. She didn't lie and there's nothing secret going on. Your best bet is to just keep your nose clean and move on to things that are relevant."
"What about your sister, Bliss....she's in the Roll of the Die competition...."
"I know that and she's my baby sister and I'm proud of her but to be honest I don't think she'll win. She'll beat her opponent for sure...that I know but if she ended up say...against rage in the end...you have to admit that when you see a little wisp of a girl facing a man that towers over her do you really think that she's going to come out of that not hurting?"
"I dunno, she's pretty spunky from what I've seen." Jay blushes a little.
I smile. Seems my sister has cast her spell on someone else. She was like a female player...for some reason guys liked an arrogant bitchy woman like her...she just had something that made guys like the challenge of chasing her...and the scary thing was that she'd attracted Jackson Blaze. I didn't know if I should warn her or him to be honest.
"Do you have a crush on Bliss; Jay?"
"No...no of course not. I just like to root for the underdog."
"Okay whatever you say. Let me just leave you with this Jay, because I think our food is about ready and I'm actually getting kind of annoyed with you....is that I will come out of that match a winner. And when I do, I will just keep on moving up until I get to the top. In the end, I always win."
As if I'd predicted it, the waitress arrived seconds later with our food. Mine was steak, Rare. If it were any rarer it would moo. Jay watched as I cut into it and then covered his mouth when the blood pooled around the meat.
"What Jay...you have something against blood?"
He suddenly shoved his seat back as I put a piece in my mouth. "Ummm" I said with an arrogant smile. He ran straight for the bathroom. after swallowing I burst into hysterical laughter. Well didn't that just make my night.