Post by Christian Carter on Aug 22, 2012 22:13:30 GMT -5
~Back at the dojo once again. Never letting up, never stop training. I looked good in my debut match but I could have easily knocked off Jason Xavier at High Stakes. It was his night, his moment but not for long. I gave him a run for his money but he caught me by surprise with a cheap move. These TWI guys aren’t messing around and who knows when they will come down here to “train” us Step Up guys. It seems like it would just be more of a game for them. Well this isn’t a game this is MPW and I am Twisted Chaos! David Alexander will find out the hard way that I am who I am and I will always be that. My past cant hurt me anymore and I am in the best shape of my life. I am ready to go and ready to show the world who I am. That STEP UP Championship will be mine in no time... Than to set my sights on Trey Baxter and the MPW Heavyweight Title... No can’t think too far in advance. For right now I will focus on David Alexander and the Step Up Title. If I get ahead of myself I won’t have the correct mind set for Alexander~
Christian Chaos: RRRArrgg!
~I throw my weights down in front of me and take a seat on the bench. I breathe heavily and wipe the sweat off my forehead. A young man walks by and takes a double take. The kid is wearing a CSW shirt with my picture on it that looks like it’s from 2009.~
FLASHBACK: ~Christian Carter is shown at a table during an autograph signing. A kid brings up a T-shirt with him on it and hands it to him holding his dads hand. Christian grabs it from the kids hand and burps~
Christian Carter: Well Excuse me!
~Christian shakes his head to keep his eyes open and he takes a silver sharpie and scribbles his name on the shirt. He throws it over the kids head~
Christian Carter: NEXT!
~The kids dad doesn’t move and stares at Christian~
Christian Carter: I said NEXT!
“You have some nerve treating a kid like that. You are this kids hero, he has your shirts, action figures and posters plastered all over his room. Trust me I get no pleasure in looking at a man who fake fights for a living shirtless in my sons bed room but to this kid you are superman, the least you could do is shake his hand”
~Christian stares at the guy and stands up. He stumbles back and pulls out a flask. He takes a swig and puts it back in his pocket. He points at the guy and suddenly stops. His face turns a shade of green and he spews vomit all over the fathers shirt. The man’s face becomes repulsed and before he swings at Christian security and a CSW agent walk over and pull Carter out of the way~
Agent: Okay we are sorry folks but this autograph signing is over!
~Reporters snap pictures of the disaster as Carter is carried away by personnel.~
~I just grin and change the song on my iPod. As I head up to walk away the young man takes another look and starts to walk over~
“Excuse me sir... Are you done with those weights”
Christian Carter: Yeah man, go for it. Let me just clean them off
~I take my towel and wipe them down and nod at the guy as I walk away. The guy taps me on the shoulder and I take one of my ear buds out~
“I’m sorry sir but are you... Well I mean the man on my shirt? Christian Carter?”
Christian Carter: Yes... Yes I am
“Wow.. Finally get to meet you. You know I was supposed to meet you a while ago but something happened and you never showed. There were rumors that you died all over the internet and others said that you fled to Alaska to become an eskimo”
~I couldn’t help but smile at that~
Christian Carter: Well here I am.. Alive and not frozen to death!
“Can’t ever believe those dirt sheets huh. Well, I don’t want to be a bother to you. See you around”
Christian Carter: See you around.
~As I walk away I stop and think for a moment. I reach in to my gym bag and pull out an old taco bell receipt, a dry cleaning ticket and on the bottom an old CSW Show pass.~
Christian Carter: Hey man...
~The kid looks up from the weights and I find a pen and sign the pass. I place it on top of his bag next to the weights~
Christian Carter: Sorry about what happened back in the day. Hope that makes up for it.
~The guy smiles and picks up the pass. He looks up at me~
“Thank you.. The 15 year old me would be very happy right now”
Christian Carter: Well I’m glad I could make him happy. Check out MPW, that’s where I’m at now. It’s a whole different level of wrestling. This week I take on David Alexander on Step Up. You won’t want to miss that!
“Oh... Well I stopped watching wrestling a few years ago”
Christian Carter: Never too late to start again. See you around
~I turned around to walk away as the kid smiles and looks down at the autograph. I walk out the doors of the gym and walk to my car. This old beat up station wagon has to go. Maybe once I hit the main roster, I can finally afford a non gas guzzler. I open the door and start the engine, three times until it finally turns over~
FLASHBACK: ~The same station wagon is seen swerving on the road. Christian Carter is in the drivers seat. Tears running down his face and empty bottles on the passengers seat. He picks up speed as he drives down the parkway.~
Christian Carter: I AM A WASTE OF LIFE! She doesn’t deserve this. I’m sorry.
~Suddenly a picture falls down in to his lap of a pretty blonde girl standing next to him holding a flower smiling. He suddenly slams on the breaks. His car doesn’t stop right away and sends him spiraling off the road. He drives in to some debris before coming to a complete stop. He pushes the door open and has a cut on his forehead. He walks through the woods, leaving his car~
~Carter drops down the sun shade and sees the very same picture of Shelley. He smiles at it and looks at his phone. He scrolls past her name and than back to it. He dials~
Ring....
Ring...
Ring.....
Ring...
The number you are trying to reach is no longer in service
~Carter hangs up and puts his phone next to him on the seat. He drives off~
Christian Chaos: RRRArrgg!
~I throw my weights down in front of me and take a seat on the bench. I breathe heavily and wipe the sweat off my forehead. A young man walks by and takes a double take. The kid is wearing a CSW shirt with my picture on it that looks like it’s from 2009.~
FLASHBACK: ~Christian Carter is shown at a table during an autograph signing. A kid brings up a T-shirt with him on it and hands it to him holding his dads hand. Christian grabs it from the kids hand and burps~
Christian Carter: Well Excuse me!
~Christian shakes his head to keep his eyes open and he takes a silver sharpie and scribbles his name on the shirt. He throws it over the kids head~
Christian Carter: NEXT!
~The kids dad doesn’t move and stares at Christian~
Christian Carter: I said NEXT!
“You have some nerve treating a kid like that. You are this kids hero, he has your shirts, action figures and posters plastered all over his room. Trust me I get no pleasure in looking at a man who fake fights for a living shirtless in my sons bed room but to this kid you are superman, the least you could do is shake his hand”
~Christian stares at the guy and stands up. He stumbles back and pulls out a flask. He takes a swig and puts it back in his pocket. He points at the guy and suddenly stops. His face turns a shade of green and he spews vomit all over the fathers shirt. The man’s face becomes repulsed and before he swings at Christian security and a CSW agent walk over and pull Carter out of the way~
Agent: Okay we are sorry folks but this autograph signing is over!
~Reporters snap pictures of the disaster as Carter is carried away by personnel.~
~I just grin and change the song on my iPod. As I head up to walk away the young man takes another look and starts to walk over~
“Excuse me sir... Are you done with those weights”
Christian Carter: Yeah man, go for it. Let me just clean them off
~I take my towel and wipe them down and nod at the guy as I walk away. The guy taps me on the shoulder and I take one of my ear buds out~
“I’m sorry sir but are you... Well I mean the man on my shirt? Christian Carter?”
Christian Carter: Yes... Yes I am
“Wow.. Finally get to meet you. You know I was supposed to meet you a while ago but something happened and you never showed. There were rumors that you died all over the internet and others said that you fled to Alaska to become an eskimo”
~I couldn’t help but smile at that~
Christian Carter: Well here I am.. Alive and not frozen to death!
“Can’t ever believe those dirt sheets huh. Well, I don’t want to be a bother to you. See you around”
Christian Carter: See you around.
~As I walk away I stop and think for a moment. I reach in to my gym bag and pull out an old taco bell receipt, a dry cleaning ticket and on the bottom an old CSW Show pass.~
Christian Carter: Hey man...
~The kid looks up from the weights and I find a pen and sign the pass. I place it on top of his bag next to the weights~
Christian Carter: Sorry about what happened back in the day. Hope that makes up for it.
~The guy smiles and picks up the pass. He looks up at me~
“Thank you.. The 15 year old me would be very happy right now”
Christian Carter: Well I’m glad I could make him happy. Check out MPW, that’s where I’m at now. It’s a whole different level of wrestling. This week I take on David Alexander on Step Up. You won’t want to miss that!
“Oh... Well I stopped watching wrestling a few years ago”
Christian Carter: Never too late to start again. See you around
~I turned around to walk away as the kid smiles and looks down at the autograph. I walk out the doors of the gym and walk to my car. This old beat up station wagon has to go. Maybe once I hit the main roster, I can finally afford a non gas guzzler. I open the door and start the engine, three times until it finally turns over~
FLASHBACK: ~The same station wagon is seen swerving on the road. Christian Carter is in the drivers seat. Tears running down his face and empty bottles on the passengers seat. He picks up speed as he drives down the parkway.~
Christian Carter: I AM A WASTE OF LIFE! She doesn’t deserve this. I’m sorry.
~Suddenly a picture falls down in to his lap of a pretty blonde girl standing next to him holding a flower smiling. He suddenly slams on the breaks. His car doesn’t stop right away and sends him spiraling off the road. He drives in to some debris before coming to a complete stop. He pushes the door open and has a cut on his forehead. He walks through the woods, leaving his car~
~Carter drops down the sun shade and sees the very same picture of Shelley. He smiles at it and looks at his phone. He scrolls past her name and than back to it. He dials~
Ring....
Ring...
Ring.....
Ring...
The number you are trying to reach is no longer in service
~Carter hangs up and puts his phone next to him on the seat. He drives off~
