Post by Adam Steele on Aug 4, 2013 15:26:10 GMT -5
Sunday
I don't hate my brother, but I can't stay in the shadow of his person anymore, its time for me to step up and take care of Adam, push ahead in the line and live up to my legacy.
As Adam high tales it out of the driveway in his old pickup truck, he takes a last look in the mirrors, where he can see Matt struggling to get out of the clutches of an old, but rather muscular woman. He sees his little brother trying to free himself throwing elbows, but the old woman just throws him up on her shoulders and the last Adam's sees is Matt being driven into the ground with a Death Valley Bomb.
I really hope he survives visiting granny
A couple of hours later Adam is home and walks through the empty house, where an unusual silence has descended since Matt isn't there. He stops at a shelf, where the Steele family is lined up in frames side by side. With a sigh his eyes glide from picture to picture, his dad, his mom, his sister and finally his brother. With a feeling of both relief and shame he turns the picture of his brother away, he doesn't want to see him any more, instead he stares at the picture of himself.
Steele, my name, my curse, my legacy. Carrying this name bares its responsibilities, it brands you as part of one of a wrestling family, it brands you as part of my family.
Ever since I realized this as a kid, I wanted to live up to the name and the legacy. This family were wrestlers even before wrestling became a real industry. The name itself used to make other wrestlers step aside in the locker rooms around the world.
Now though with both the industry and generations changing, the Steele name has gone lost and the legacy forgotten. The only real testament to it being my brother and me, who made the choice not to bare the name, to hide behind masks and characters. Even when we dropped the masks we kept the characters, that until now, this is my stand, my birth right, this is Adam Steele.
Monday
I lived in the shadow of my family and my brother, taking care of the business, while he got the glory. Sure Matt is the better wrestler, the better entertainer and the better nice guy, but I am the better man. While he was running around, under a mask winning World titles, I was the man behind the scene that kept his sorry ass on the straight and narrow. While he was out having fun I was working my ass of in the gym trying to become a better wrestler. In the end no matter how much I worked for approval all eyes were on Matt, but no more, its time this thing gets real.
In the supermarket Adam is walking around aimlessly not really sure, what it is he needs to buy and wants to buy. He stops at a fruit stand and starts to look at the fruit. Out of the corner of his eye he notices a couple of teenagers standing a little away, its obvious they recognized him, as they are giggling, texting and tweeting. He tries not to let them know he noticed, but can't help himself from looking over at them. The group comes closer and one of the boys starts talking to him.
Hey man... like your one of those Real Steele guys, right?
Trying to keep his cool turns to the group, though on the inside he feels like he is about to burst with pride. Finally he is getting recognized
Yup, I'm Adam
As he faces the group the kids faces drop into a disappointed expression
Damn we were hoping you were Matt, he is just so funny and stuff
The pride turns to rage as the kids turn and start to wander off.
Yeah! I'll show you funny!!!!
The group of kids turn around as he screams after them. Adam grabs a watermelon of the stand and headbutts it. The insides of the melon splash out over the kids and the rest of the area, as he grabs the guy he talked with by the collar
NOW THAT'S FUCKING FUNNY, RIGHT?!!!!
The kid tries to speak through his fear as he stares into the wild eyes of Adam. Suddenly the scene is interrupted by a security guard, who puts his hand on Adam's shoulder.
Now this is real fucking funny!!!
He lets go of the boy and spins around laying out the guard with a huge right, the kids scatter as more guards come swarming to the place trying to subdue Adam.
Tuesday
The door to the cell opens and Jimmy Fatal steps through it with a guard. Adam, who is lazily lying on a bench, opens an eye and looks over at the two men.
Bout fucking time
He rolls to his feet and walks over to the two men and follow them out. About half an hour later Jimmy and him are outside the police station.
Thanks Jimmy I'll pay you back someday... see ya
He turns and starts to walk away leaving the dumbstruck Fatal staring after him
Don't you fucking just walk away from me like this Adam, I know you don't owe me any form of explanation for this, but I'm going to ask anyway, what the hell is going on with you?
As the words hit him Adam stops dead in his tracks and turns to the other man with fury burning in his eyes
You need to ask!!!! where the fuck have you bin Jimmy? My whole career, god damn life has turned into the Matt Steele show!!! a fucking joke, that no one even wants to laugh at!!!
So beating up teenagers and security guards is a better use of your talents?
Ashamed Adam cools down and looks at his friend
No but I don't know how the fuck else to deal with this shit
I got an idea, go home, clean up and get some rest, we can talk about it tomorrow alright?
yeah alright
The two men part ways, Adam heads home, but Jimmy heads to the only place he knows he can get some perspective on things..... the nearest A.A meeting.
My name is Jimmy and I'm an Alcoholic
As some of you know I work as a wrestler and I thank my higher power for being able to do this, but lately a lot has been happening around me, involving two young wrestlers, who I promised to look after, especially the oldest, who seems to have lost his way.
Its funny cause most of what he blames for his troubles are the same things I used to blame, but I get it. He feels his career has been reduced to a joke and that he stands in the shadow of his younger brother, who is more talented as a wrestler and entertainer.
I don't blame him, its a cut throat business and it takes a lot to make it. At the same time he reminds me of myself, I never had the career I dreamed of, I also felt reduced to a joke. Though in my case it was the decease that caused my career to collapse and I've been fighting for it ever since.
The kid has a big tournament coming up and I am sure, that although he isn't the most skill full or colorful competitor in it, he has the heart to win it. So I have decided to help him out, cause I want to see at least one of us making it big time.
Wednesday
When I step into the ring at Gold Rush it won't be as the character Adam Steele, Matt's brother and tag team partner. It will just be me, a hungry young wrestler out to cement my name into the history books. I don't care if your name is Tyler Axe, Jason X or hell fucking Trey Baxter for all I care, I won't back down, I will go right through you to make sure that the name Adam Steele will be the name on that trophy. So the next time that you look at an MPW card and see the name Steele on it, you won't think, this is gonna be fun, no you will know this is gonna be wrestling. Cause that is what I do, I don't entertain with theatrics or a flashy style, its raw down to the bone grappling. The kiddy gloves are off and you might not like what you see, but I am NOT my brother, I am NOT a nice guy, but I am THE REAL DEAL!!!
Inside the barn turned gym of the Steele house Adam and Jimmy are sparring in the home build gym. Again and again Adam tries to out wrestle and he would succeed if Jimmy was a trying to wrestle technically, but that's no Fatal's style, nor his own, so Adam is punished with punches, knees, elbows and headbutts.
What the fuck Adam, what are you trying to do here?
I'm trying not to get my ass kicked!!!
Well your doing a poor job then, besides why the fuck step into the ring if you're only trying to avoid getting beat up?
But what the hell am I supposed to do then, I need to be able to out wrestle these guys and I need something to set me apart from them
Why do you need to out wrestle them, when you can beat them up... I've never been the greatest technical wrestler, just like you, but I could take a beating, just like you, that was both how I wrestled and what set me apart from everybody else. I don't know if you remember, but before I retired I had a few matches with a young kid, who was obsessed with how technical sound and how many moves he could do, but I beat him almost every match, just like I am beating you now!!!... by using my own strengths, beating people up, heart and toughness, the same things I see in you
I don't know... if I wanna prove I'm better than Matt I need to...
Stop it!!! you will never beat him or even be his equal at his game. Matt has wrestling skills and talent, that you can only dream off, but he can't fight like you can and that's how you show that you are not Matt.... now I need a break, stay here and think about it
Fatal leaves and Adam leans up against the turnbuckles staring at the ring, as Jimmy's words race around in his head
Thursday
The shot opens backstage at the Bankers Life Field House, where Tim Bowers is standing by with Adam Steele in front of a Gold Rush logo. The interviewer not looking to take his guest very serious or even giving two cent about the interview.
Well, lets get this over with. So Adam you're facing Tyler Axe in the first round, what are your thoughts?
Annoyed Adam turns to Bowers, staring down on the interviewer, who doesn't really notice as he is looking at something behind the camera. Aggressively Steele grabs Bowers by the shoulders and turns him around so the two men face each other
Ohh sorry Timmy, am I wasting your time?!!
Tim Bowers cowers as he stares into the wild eyes of Adam and starts shaking his head
Then you fucking introduce me with the respect I deserve.... better yet piss off and let me do this!!!
Violently he pushes bowers out of the picture and then turns to the camera with the same wild stare
For weeks now I've been trying to get you people to notice me and respect me for who I am, but no matter what I do you keep looking down at me and just see me as Matt Steele's brother!!!.... As much as I love my brother, I hate to stand in his shadow, so tonight I am going to send you a message inside that ring, a message so clear, that you can't miss it.... That I am ADAM STEELE!!!
Slowly he calms down a little before speaking again
I am going step into that ring and show you how I take care of business, by taking out everyone in my way.... as Bowers said, first road bump will be Tyler Axe.... Well Axe prepare to meet The Hammer, I am gonna smack down on you and leaving you beaten and broken, who ever comes next will get the same, I don't care if you can wrestle, fly or if you're extreme. You knock me down I stand back up and will damn well make sure you don't do the same.
With a smirk he leans back seemingly relaxing a little more
I don't care how flashy or flamboyant you are, the Johnny's, Brandon's, Night Terror's and Baxter's of this world can kiss my ass, cause they are nothing more than hollow puppets in a play. Tonight its gonna be different, it ain't gonna be pretty, it ain't gonna be nice, but it is gonna be real, Damn real... now shut that thing off and get Bowers out of here I think he shit himself
Adam pushes the camera away and it shuts off.
I don't hate my brother, but I can't stay in the shadow of his person anymore, its time for me to step up and take care of Adam, push ahead in the line and live up to my legacy.
As Adam high tales it out of the driveway in his old pickup truck, he takes a last look in the mirrors, where he can see Matt struggling to get out of the clutches of an old, but rather muscular woman. He sees his little brother trying to free himself throwing elbows, but the old woman just throws him up on her shoulders and the last Adam's sees is Matt being driven into the ground with a Death Valley Bomb.
I really hope he survives visiting granny
A couple of hours later Adam is home and walks through the empty house, where an unusual silence has descended since Matt isn't there. He stops at a shelf, where the Steele family is lined up in frames side by side. With a sigh his eyes glide from picture to picture, his dad, his mom, his sister and finally his brother. With a feeling of both relief and shame he turns the picture of his brother away, he doesn't want to see him any more, instead he stares at the picture of himself.
Steele, my name, my curse, my legacy. Carrying this name bares its responsibilities, it brands you as part of one of a wrestling family, it brands you as part of my family.
Ever since I realized this as a kid, I wanted to live up to the name and the legacy. This family were wrestlers even before wrestling became a real industry. The name itself used to make other wrestlers step aside in the locker rooms around the world.
Now though with both the industry and generations changing, the Steele name has gone lost and the legacy forgotten. The only real testament to it being my brother and me, who made the choice not to bare the name, to hide behind masks and characters. Even when we dropped the masks we kept the characters, that until now, this is my stand, my birth right, this is Adam Steele.
Monday
I lived in the shadow of my family and my brother, taking care of the business, while he got the glory. Sure Matt is the better wrestler, the better entertainer and the better nice guy, but I am the better man. While he was running around, under a mask winning World titles, I was the man behind the scene that kept his sorry ass on the straight and narrow. While he was out having fun I was working my ass of in the gym trying to become a better wrestler. In the end no matter how much I worked for approval all eyes were on Matt, but no more, its time this thing gets real.
In the supermarket Adam is walking around aimlessly not really sure, what it is he needs to buy and wants to buy. He stops at a fruit stand and starts to look at the fruit. Out of the corner of his eye he notices a couple of teenagers standing a little away, its obvious they recognized him, as they are giggling, texting and tweeting. He tries not to let them know he noticed, but can't help himself from looking over at them. The group comes closer and one of the boys starts talking to him.
Hey man... like your one of those Real Steele guys, right?
Trying to keep his cool turns to the group, though on the inside he feels like he is about to burst with pride. Finally he is getting recognized
Yup, I'm Adam
As he faces the group the kids faces drop into a disappointed expression
Damn we were hoping you were Matt, he is just so funny and stuff
The pride turns to rage as the kids turn and start to wander off.
Yeah! I'll show you funny!!!!
The group of kids turn around as he screams after them. Adam grabs a watermelon of the stand and headbutts it. The insides of the melon splash out over the kids and the rest of the area, as he grabs the guy he talked with by the collar
NOW THAT'S FUCKING FUNNY, RIGHT?!!!!
The kid tries to speak through his fear as he stares into the wild eyes of Adam. Suddenly the scene is interrupted by a security guard, who puts his hand on Adam's shoulder.
Now this is real fucking funny!!!
He lets go of the boy and spins around laying out the guard with a huge right, the kids scatter as more guards come swarming to the place trying to subdue Adam.
Tuesday
The door to the cell opens and Jimmy Fatal steps through it with a guard. Adam, who is lazily lying on a bench, opens an eye and looks over at the two men.
Bout fucking time
He rolls to his feet and walks over to the two men and follow them out. About half an hour later Jimmy and him are outside the police station.
Thanks Jimmy I'll pay you back someday... see ya
He turns and starts to walk away leaving the dumbstruck Fatal staring after him
Don't you fucking just walk away from me like this Adam, I know you don't owe me any form of explanation for this, but I'm going to ask anyway, what the hell is going on with you?
As the words hit him Adam stops dead in his tracks and turns to the other man with fury burning in his eyes
You need to ask!!!! where the fuck have you bin Jimmy? My whole career, god damn life has turned into the Matt Steele show!!! a fucking joke, that no one even wants to laugh at!!!
So beating up teenagers and security guards is a better use of your talents?
Ashamed Adam cools down and looks at his friend
No but I don't know how the fuck else to deal with this shit
I got an idea, go home, clean up and get some rest, we can talk about it tomorrow alright?
yeah alright
The two men part ways, Adam heads home, but Jimmy heads to the only place he knows he can get some perspective on things..... the nearest A.A meeting.
My name is Jimmy and I'm an Alcoholic
As some of you know I work as a wrestler and I thank my higher power for being able to do this, but lately a lot has been happening around me, involving two young wrestlers, who I promised to look after, especially the oldest, who seems to have lost his way.
Its funny cause most of what he blames for his troubles are the same things I used to blame, but I get it. He feels his career has been reduced to a joke and that he stands in the shadow of his younger brother, who is more talented as a wrestler and entertainer.
I don't blame him, its a cut throat business and it takes a lot to make it. At the same time he reminds me of myself, I never had the career I dreamed of, I also felt reduced to a joke. Though in my case it was the decease that caused my career to collapse and I've been fighting for it ever since.
The kid has a big tournament coming up and I am sure, that although he isn't the most skill full or colorful competitor in it, he has the heart to win it. So I have decided to help him out, cause I want to see at least one of us making it big time.
Wednesday
When I step into the ring at Gold Rush it won't be as the character Adam Steele, Matt's brother and tag team partner. It will just be me, a hungry young wrestler out to cement my name into the history books. I don't care if your name is Tyler Axe, Jason X or hell fucking Trey Baxter for all I care, I won't back down, I will go right through you to make sure that the name Adam Steele will be the name on that trophy. So the next time that you look at an MPW card and see the name Steele on it, you won't think, this is gonna be fun, no you will know this is gonna be wrestling. Cause that is what I do, I don't entertain with theatrics or a flashy style, its raw down to the bone grappling. The kiddy gloves are off and you might not like what you see, but I am NOT my brother, I am NOT a nice guy, but I am THE REAL DEAL!!!
Inside the barn turned gym of the Steele house Adam and Jimmy are sparring in the home build gym. Again and again Adam tries to out wrestle and he would succeed if Jimmy was a trying to wrestle technically, but that's no Fatal's style, nor his own, so Adam is punished with punches, knees, elbows and headbutts.
What the fuck Adam, what are you trying to do here?
I'm trying not to get my ass kicked!!!
Well your doing a poor job then, besides why the fuck step into the ring if you're only trying to avoid getting beat up?
But what the hell am I supposed to do then, I need to be able to out wrestle these guys and I need something to set me apart from them
Why do you need to out wrestle them, when you can beat them up... I've never been the greatest technical wrestler, just like you, but I could take a beating, just like you, that was both how I wrestled and what set me apart from everybody else. I don't know if you remember, but before I retired I had a few matches with a young kid, who was obsessed with how technical sound and how many moves he could do, but I beat him almost every match, just like I am beating you now!!!... by using my own strengths, beating people up, heart and toughness, the same things I see in you
I don't know... if I wanna prove I'm better than Matt I need to...
Stop it!!! you will never beat him or even be his equal at his game. Matt has wrestling skills and talent, that you can only dream off, but he can't fight like you can and that's how you show that you are not Matt.... now I need a break, stay here and think about it
Fatal leaves and Adam leans up against the turnbuckles staring at the ring, as Jimmy's words race around in his head
Thursday
The shot opens backstage at the Bankers Life Field House, where Tim Bowers is standing by with Adam Steele in front of a Gold Rush logo. The interviewer not looking to take his guest very serious or even giving two cent about the interview.
Well, lets get this over with. So Adam you're facing Tyler Axe in the first round, what are your thoughts?
Annoyed Adam turns to Bowers, staring down on the interviewer, who doesn't really notice as he is looking at something behind the camera. Aggressively Steele grabs Bowers by the shoulders and turns him around so the two men face each other
Ohh sorry Timmy, am I wasting your time?!!
Tim Bowers cowers as he stares into the wild eyes of Adam and starts shaking his head
Then you fucking introduce me with the respect I deserve.... better yet piss off and let me do this!!!
Violently he pushes bowers out of the picture and then turns to the camera with the same wild stare
For weeks now I've been trying to get you people to notice me and respect me for who I am, but no matter what I do you keep looking down at me and just see me as Matt Steele's brother!!!.... As much as I love my brother, I hate to stand in his shadow, so tonight I am going to send you a message inside that ring, a message so clear, that you can't miss it.... That I am ADAM STEELE!!!
Slowly he calms down a little before speaking again
I am going step into that ring and show you how I take care of business, by taking out everyone in my way.... as Bowers said, first road bump will be Tyler Axe.... Well Axe prepare to meet The Hammer, I am gonna smack down on you and leaving you beaten and broken, who ever comes next will get the same, I don't care if you can wrestle, fly or if you're extreme. You knock me down I stand back up and will damn well make sure you don't do the same.
With a smirk he leans back seemingly relaxing a little more
I don't care how flashy or flamboyant you are, the Johnny's, Brandon's, Night Terror's and Baxter's of this world can kiss my ass, cause they are nothing more than hollow puppets in a play. Tonight its gonna be different, it ain't gonna be pretty, it ain't gonna be nice, but it is gonna be real, Damn real... now shut that thing off and get Bowers out of here I think he shit himself
Adam pushes the camera away and it shuts off.
