Post by Noah Hanson on May 7, 2016 9:27:18 GMT -5
[Noah Hanson is shown after the last NAW Meltdown at the medics station, he is being attended to by one of the doctors and they are stitching up the wound on his head that he suffered during the Falls Count Anywhere match with Bohannon and one where Noah seemingly on the edge of tapping out to the NAW mainstay somehow managed to snatch defeat from the jaws of victory and actually was able to push himself back enough to roll Bohannon onto his back and was able to get a pinfall. Some would call it stealing a win but Noah would call it simply being the smarter man and knowing exactly where you are at all times and doing the right thing at the right moment. The medic is shown cleaning the gash in his head as Cassandra Kaine walks in shaking her head at the sight of all the blood.]
“I told you I was fine but you didn't believe me did you babe?” Noah barked with a beaming burst of gloating in his voice. “See I told you ven though Bohannon was going to hit me with everything he had and he sure as hell didn't disappoint me at all but I still had the upper hand, I still walked out as the man with his hand raised high in victory.”
“Are you ok?” Cassandras asked as she rain her hand across the face of the man she loved. Her concern was evident as her face grew a worrisome expression on her face. “You look so tired...”
“HAHA...” Noah laughed. “Tired are you kiddin' me, babe I am just getting' started, see this is just the beginning, Bohannon was just the start, I showed him that while he may have heart, he may have wanted to take me out he was still missing something, he was missing that god given ability I have in spades. I am just that god damn good, see I should have been ripe for the fuckin' picking after that match with Aidan Carlisle but I came back stronger than ever and wanted to make sure that everyone saw what I was doing to Bohannon. I wanted to make sure that the whole dressing room in NAW saw first hand that I am killing off the foundation that built NAW. I am the new icon in NAW, I am the one that everyone is going to be measured against and that is something I take with great respect. See I had Aidan Carlisle beat she knows, the fans know it and Reed Richards knew it but he had to have his dick beater in it and wouldn't let me win it MY way. So now because screwed everything up since his ego wouldn't let someone else outshine him I have to re-work everything and while I am not starting over I am not where I want to be.”
“Well you really don't a lot of time to think of a strategy because you have a match on Live this week against Jan Van Der Roost he is stepping in for Terrorflex because of some sort of scheduling conflict. And speaking out scheduling do you realize that you also have a match in Fight One as well right?” Cassandra warned as the medic finally finished the stitching and then placed a bandage over it covering it.
“Are we done?” Noah barked. The medic nodded and Noah hopped off the table and grabbed his shirt and his NAW Legacy title and slung it over his shoulder as he walked out of the room and down one of the halls toward his dressing room with Cassandra slightly behind him. “I mean I know people are buzzing that I had a slight character flaw during the match with Carlisle and that Noah Hanson has lost his killing instinct that I should have went in for the kill but I have gone soft or something, well I have not I can assure all my wonderful bandwagon fans. Does it make me weak because I want my opponent to see exactly what is coming at them? I mean Alice Harris is going to see it and so is Roost. I am going to show this Danish pastry just what happens when people start assuming things about me. See I am going to de-feather the rooster and then I am going to put a nice Kansas City style on him and then I am going to grill his ass and then I am going to choke the chicken and roast the rooster.”
As Noah walked down the hall, his hand feeling the bandage, he shook his head and seemed disappointed about something. He seemed to underestimate Bohannon and it nearly cost him the match and that was something that was rubbing the man wrong. “Do you realize just how close I was to losing? I mean the man did this to me, look at my ribs, he drove me through the NAW sign on the stage, the man was on a mission to prove to all the fans that he is not washed up. Hell, maybe I did the man a favor, maybe I gave the man the kick in the ass he needed. I mean Tim Stone is off doing what in his own group and Bohannon has had to do just about all the heavy lifting. I would love to say a lot of real shitty things about Roost but there is really no need for it, I mean the man is looking to keep things fresh before he heads off to the Manifest Destiny thing but I think the one thing I am gonna say is that e seems to maybe think this is some sort of warmup, some sort of match that he can use as a tune up for what he might think is greater things later and while I understand his thinking and what he is trying to do he might want to re-think all that because he is not gonna get an easy match or a match where he can just go through the motions. See I want another shot at Carlisle, I was close the last time, I was also screwed and then there is also the fact that I have earned a shot at the Casino title and people seem to have forgotten all about that, personally I love it when people write me off or just forget about me altogether it just makes it all the sweeter when I have my hand raised in victory and I can stand there over them with a proud smirk on my face.”
Cassandra was listening intently to her man, she knew that when he was in a zone like this that it was not a good idea to interrupt him and is just better for all involved to let the man go on as long as needed but she did feel a need to get a word in edgewise. “Do you think you might be stretching yourself a little thin these days? You are the NAW Legacy champion, doin' this part time gig in Boardwalk, you have thrown your hat in Fight One and then you signed up for that tag team tournament. I just want you to think about things a little more clearly because you are not the young kid you used to be.”
Noah glared at Cassandra, almost insulted by the comic as the two finally made it to his locker room. “Look, I know I am not the youngest person out of there and I sure as hell don't need you to be the one to point it out all the time. The way I look at is like this, I never took these kinda chances when I was younger simply because of the fact I was afraid of getting my ass handed to me, not trying to better myself skills back then cost me chances at titles, experiences in places that I was never in and while I may be older and a lot slower now I sure as hell will not let chances pass me by again. Do I know this Roost dude? Hell now never met the man before in my life but the man is standing across from me is standing in my way of a victory and that is something that I can't allow.”
Noah and Cassandra finally make it to their dressing room and Noah opens the door and there is his former wife and head of the shadowy company known as Red Hood....Kristina. Noah pauses for a moment and looks down at his bicep and the tattoo that bears her name, see Noah got it because he thought she was dead, in fact he saw her die right in front of him but it was all some sort of ploy, a game and some days things are not as they seem and Kristina is not dead but she has never really answered the one glaring question that Noah has always had for her. Is their son alive or dead? “Hello Noah...you look well.”
Noah looked upwards towards the wound on his head. “'Bout as well as I can be considering the fact that a man nearly took my head off.”
“Cassandra.” Kristina said as she acknowledged her husbands current lover.
“Kristina.” Cassandra replied in kind and then looked at Noah. “I am gonna go get a drink, I'll let you two talk not sure why you're hear but I am guessin' you wanna stir shit up but I'll still let you two hash it out.”
Kristina smirked slightly at the comment as Cassandra exited the locker room. “You new girl is wound pretty tightly not usually your type.” Kristina sat down on a chair her long Auburn hair tied in a ponytail the way Noah used to love it, his emotions confused him, the love they used to share but the betrayal seems to be there like a knife still stuck in his back. He walked over to his locker and grabbed a towel and wiped his face off and then folded the Legacy title up and placed it in his gearbag. “What are you doin' here? Do you realize how hard this is for me, part of me wants to fuck your brains out the other half wants to put a bullet in your face because you hid yourself for all these years, I watched you die or at least I thought I did and then I find out that you work some secret handshake type company that has been keeping tabs on me for years just like my other ex Karen. I don't get it do all my ex's have that many problems with me that they turn to some kinda government crazy people.”
Noah turned on the sink and washed his face off and then turned back towards Kristina and sighed and then pointed to the tattoo of her name and Anthonys' on his arm. “Do you realize what I went through? Do you realize how much pain I was in and how long it took for me to get through it all?”
“Do you call drinking yourself into a drunken stupor getting over it all?” Kristina barked back. “All you did was drowned it all out, in classic Noah Hanson fashion, you couldn't face reality so you drank it all away. I know that you think I betrayed you but it was never MY call, for all intents and purposes I was dead, I woke up in a room six months later and realized that things had changed, you tried to to kill yourself, Anthony was dead and the group I work for believes that you are the key for some reason and yes I run this group but I also answer to someone.”
“Really?” Noah growled. “Do you know how hard everything was for me back then, do you know how much I struggled with my sanity, I saw so many of my friends and family die, people I loved and cared about and I was still alive....it's not a gift...it's not some divine intervention....it is a damn CURSE....burying friends, family and wondering what I have done to be forced to watch it over and over again. Some call me the real life Wolverine because it is like a mutant healing factor, injuries heal faster then they should, things that kill normal people only slow me down. That is why I have poured myself into the only thing I have ever done really well in my life and that is fighting, wrestling it is the ONLY thing I do well and while l do see the light at the end of the wrestling tunnel I am sure as hell gonna have as much fun as I can while I am doin' it. Yeah I might not win every match in Boardwalk but I will show up and give the fans a great match. I know that the fans in Scranton know that Noah Hanson is doin' great things elevating everyone else, making everyone bring their very best to the mat. It's the only thing I can do, if I sit around and just do nothing all the thoughts, dreams and nightmares they just flood in and that is not a good thing. Do I blame you? Not personally but you caused all this....this current Noah IS your fault....”
She struggled to find an answer, her eyes tearing up because she knew he was right, her lips quivered and then her head dropped down. “I know it's my fault, I left you alone, just like everyone else ever has in your life, your mom, your dad, your grandparents....you thought we were forever but nothing really is forever except death and sometimes even that isn't forever. I never wanted you to hurt like this...” Kristina said the sorrow in her voice causing her words to tremble as they came out and she struggled mightily to keep as much composure as she could. She got up and started to walk out. “If it is any consolation I never stopped loving you....”
“I know...” Noah replied as a single tear can be seen running down the face of Noah.
“Give this Roost dude hell OK, just like old times.” Kristina said as her hand gently touched Noah on the shoulder as she passed him.
Noah stood there as Kristina walked out and then angrily threw his things into his bag and walked into the shower and turned it on and climbed in.
[Meanwhile outside the locker room...]
Kristina passes Cassandra as she leaves but stops briefly to talk to Cassandra.
“You need to make sure this ends clean, not sure how much longer he can take all this.” Kristina warned.
“I know...” Cassandra replied.
[tbc...]
“I told you I was fine but you didn't believe me did you babe?” Noah barked with a beaming burst of gloating in his voice. “See I told you ven though Bohannon was going to hit me with everything he had and he sure as hell didn't disappoint me at all but I still had the upper hand, I still walked out as the man with his hand raised high in victory.”
“Are you ok?” Cassandras asked as she rain her hand across the face of the man she loved. Her concern was evident as her face grew a worrisome expression on her face. “You look so tired...”
“HAHA...” Noah laughed. “Tired are you kiddin' me, babe I am just getting' started, see this is just the beginning, Bohannon was just the start, I showed him that while he may have heart, he may have wanted to take me out he was still missing something, he was missing that god given ability I have in spades. I am just that god damn good, see I should have been ripe for the fuckin' picking after that match with Aidan Carlisle but I came back stronger than ever and wanted to make sure that everyone saw what I was doing to Bohannon. I wanted to make sure that the whole dressing room in NAW saw first hand that I am killing off the foundation that built NAW. I am the new icon in NAW, I am the one that everyone is going to be measured against and that is something I take with great respect. See I had Aidan Carlisle beat she knows, the fans know it and Reed Richards knew it but he had to have his dick beater in it and wouldn't let me win it MY way. So now because screwed everything up since his ego wouldn't let someone else outshine him I have to re-work everything and while I am not starting over I am not where I want to be.”
“Well you really don't a lot of time to think of a strategy because you have a match on Live this week against Jan Van Der Roost he is stepping in for Terrorflex because of some sort of scheduling conflict. And speaking out scheduling do you realize that you also have a match in Fight One as well right?” Cassandra warned as the medic finally finished the stitching and then placed a bandage over it covering it.
“Are we done?” Noah barked. The medic nodded and Noah hopped off the table and grabbed his shirt and his NAW Legacy title and slung it over his shoulder as he walked out of the room and down one of the halls toward his dressing room with Cassandra slightly behind him. “I mean I know people are buzzing that I had a slight character flaw during the match with Carlisle and that Noah Hanson has lost his killing instinct that I should have went in for the kill but I have gone soft or something, well I have not I can assure all my wonderful bandwagon fans. Does it make me weak because I want my opponent to see exactly what is coming at them? I mean Alice Harris is going to see it and so is Roost. I am going to show this Danish pastry just what happens when people start assuming things about me. See I am going to de-feather the rooster and then I am going to put a nice Kansas City style on him and then I am going to grill his ass and then I am going to choke the chicken and roast the rooster.”
As Noah walked down the hall, his hand feeling the bandage, he shook his head and seemed disappointed about something. He seemed to underestimate Bohannon and it nearly cost him the match and that was something that was rubbing the man wrong. “Do you realize just how close I was to losing? I mean the man did this to me, look at my ribs, he drove me through the NAW sign on the stage, the man was on a mission to prove to all the fans that he is not washed up. Hell, maybe I did the man a favor, maybe I gave the man the kick in the ass he needed. I mean Tim Stone is off doing what in his own group and Bohannon has had to do just about all the heavy lifting. I would love to say a lot of real shitty things about Roost but there is really no need for it, I mean the man is looking to keep things fresh before he heads off to the Manifest Destiny thing but I think the one thing I am gonna say is that e seems to maybe think this is some sort of warmup, some sort of match that he can use as a tune up for what he might think is greater things later and while I understand his thinking and what he is trying to do he might want to re-think all that because he is not gonna get an easy match or a match where he can just go through the motions. See I want another shot at Carlisle, I was close the last time, I was also screwed and then there is also the fact that I have earned a shot at the Casino title and people seem to have forgotten all about that, personally I love it when people write me off or just forget about me altogether it just makes it all the sweeter when I have my hand raised in victory and I can stand there over them with a proud smirk on my face.”
Cassandra was listening intently to her man, she knew that when he was in a zone like this that it was not a good idea to interrupt him and is just better for all involved to let the man go on as long as needed but she did feel a need to get a word in edgewise. “Do you think you might be stretching yourself a little thin these days? You are the NAW Legacy champion, doin' this part time gig in Boardwalk, you have thrown your hat in Fight One and then you signed up for that tag team tournament. I just want you to think about things a little more clearly because you are not the young kid you used to be.”
Noah glared at Cassandra, almost insulted by the comic as the two finally made it to his locker room. “Look, I know I am not the youngest person out of there and I sure as hell don't need you to be the one to point it out all the time. The way I look at is like this, I never took these kinda chances when I was younger simply because of the fact I was afraid of getting my ass handed to me, not trying to better myself skills back then cost me chances at titles, experiences in places that I was never in and while I may be older and a lot slower now I sure as hell will not let chances pass me by again. Do I know this Roost dude? Hell now never met the man before in my life but the man is standing across from me is standing in my way of a victory and that is something that I can't allow.”
Noah and Cassandra finally make it to their dressing room and Noah opens the door and there is his former wife and head of the shadowy company known as Red Hood....Kristina. Noah pauses for a moment and looks down at his bicep and the tattoo that bears her name, see Noah got it because he thought she was dead, in fact he saw her die right in front of him but it was all some sort of ploy, a game and some days things are not as they seem and Kristina is not dead but she has never really answered the one glaring question that Noah has always had for her. Is their son alive or dead? “Hello Noah...you look well.”
Noah looked upwards towards the wound on his head. “'Bout as well as I can be considering the fact that a man nearly took my head off.”
“Cassandra.” Kristina said as she acknowledged her husbands current lover.
“Kristina.” Cassandra replied in kind and then looked at Noah. “I am gonna go get a drink, I'll let you two talk not sure why you're hear but I am guessin' you wanna stir shit up but I'll still let you two hash it out.”
Kristina smirked slightly at the comment as Cassandra exited the locker room. “You new girl is wound pretty tightly not usually your type.” Kristina sat down on a chair her long Auburn hair tied in a ponytail the way Noah used to love it, his emotions confused him, the love they used to share but the betrayal seems to be there like a knife still stuck in his back. He walked over to his locker and grabbed a towel and wiped his face off and then folded the Legacy title up and placed it in his gearbag. “What are you doin' here? Do you realize how hard this is for me, part of me wants to fuck your brains out the other half wants to put a bullet in your face because you hid yourself for all these years, I watched you die or at least I thought I did and then I find out that you work some secret handshake type company that has been keeping tabs on me for years just like my other ex Karen. I don't get it do all my ex's have that many problems with me that they turn to some kinda government crazy people.”
Noah turned on the sink and washed his face off and then turned back towards Kristina and sighed and then pointed to the tattoo of her name and Anthonys' on his arm. “Do you realize what I went through? Do you realize how much pain I was in and how long it took for me to get through it all?”
“Do you call drinking yourself into a drunken stupor getting over it all?” Kristina barked back. “All you did was drowned it all out, in classic Noah Hanson fashion, you couldn't face reality so you drank it all away. I know that you think I betrayed you but it was never MY call, for all intents and purposes I was dead, I woke up in a room six months later and realized that things had changed, you tried to to kill yourself, Anthony was dead and the group I work for believes that you are the key for some reason and yes I run this group but I also answer to someone.”
“Really?” Noah growled. “Do you know how hard everything was for me back then, do you know how much I struggled with my sanity, I saw so many of my friends and family die, people I loved and cared about and I was still alive....it's not a gift...it's not some divine intervention....it is a damn CURSE....burying friends, family and wondering what I have done to be forced to watch it over and over again. Some call me the real life Wolverine because it is like a mutant healing factor, injuries heal faster then they should, things that kill normal people only slow me down. That is why I have poured myself into the only thing I have ever done really well in my life and that is fighting, wrestling it is the ONLY thing I do well and while l do see the light at the end of the wrestling tunnel I am sure as hell gonna have as much fun as I can while I am doin' it. Yeah I might not win every match in Boardwalk but I will show up and give the fans a great match. I know that the fans in Scranton know that Noah Hanson is doin' great things elevating everyone else, making everyone bring their very best to the mat. It's the only thing I can do, if I sit around and just do nothing all the thoughts, dreams and nightmares they just flood in and that is not a good thing. Do I blame you? Not personally but you caused all this....this current Noah IS your fault....”
She struggled to find an answer, her eyes tearing up because she knew he was right, her lips quivered and then her head dropped down. “I know it's my fault, I left you alone, just like everyone else ever has in your life, your mom, your dad, your grandparents....you thought we were forever but nothing really is forever except death and sometimes even that isn't forever. I never wanted you to hurt like this...” Kristina said the sorrow in her voice causing her words to tremble as they came out and she struggled mightily to keep as much composure as she could. She got up and started to walk out. “If it is any consolation I never stopped loving you....”
“I know...” Noah replied as a single tear can be seen running down the face of Noah.
“Give this Roost dude hell OK, just like old times.” Kristina said as her hand gently touched Noah on the shoulder as she passed him.
Noah stood there as Kristina walked out and then angrily threw his things into his bag and walked into the shower and turned it on and climbed in.
[Meanwhile outside the locker room...]
Kristina passes Cassandra as she leaves but stops briefly to talk to Cassandra.
“You need to make sure this ends clean, not sure how much longer he can take all this.” Kristina warned.
“I know...” Cassandra replied.
[tbc...]