Post by Noah Hanson on Aug 1, 2016 17:41:00 GMT -5
[Noah's Apartment]
[Scranton, PA]
[2 pm]
[7/31/2016]
Noah is shown in his workout room, hitting the heavy bag admittedly the first time he had actually hit the bag in a while. He was working up a real sweat, it glistened down his face and then would run down his face and was starting to make the floor wet, the more he hit the bag the angrier he seemed to be getting, the music on his computer was really setting the tone as “Wrong Side of Heaven” by Five Finger Death Punch blared and Noah was punching the bag harder and harder until he simply dropped to a knee and started breathing heavily. He pulled himself back to a vertical base and then hit a few roundhouse kicks and then hit the bag one last time making the bag swing violently back and forth it looked like it could have come out of the ceiling but Noah grabbed the bag to stop it's and then reaches for a bottle of water and takes a long drink and then puts the bottle on the counter and looks around and sees Cassandra standing there smiling. She walks in, she looks stunning to him, dressed like an angel, she was wearing a flower printed sundress and just some simple white canvas sneakers. She looked amazing to him and was starting to wonder if this was really the end of everything for him. He had talked to his business manager and they decided to suspend working for Boardwalk and Fight One for the time being. Noah had come to terms that NAW needed him more then he thought and wanted to direct all his energy into making it the best fed it can be and for that to happen he needed to be fully committed to NAW and not have any distractions and that meant his part time stuff needed to be dialed back and that was what he had done and now he had more time to focus on the man that had earned it for the last few months and that was Havoc.
Noah was finally going to get his chance at ending the little uprising of Havoc, for weeks he had listened as Havoc and the Jeckels babbled and went on and on about how they were going to change the face of the business. They thought that with the attack at Heatwave when they took out myself and Alice Harris that everything would fall into place, they thought they could handle me and I would fall at their feet but the thing they have failed to see from the very beginning is that Noah is incredibly strong willed and will do whatever it takes to keep what is his and that is why when Havoc made his move Noah knew that he had to do something to counter that move, that is why he wanted to take the Horizon title that is why it has to be winner take all, that is why it had to be Havoc that made the match the way he wanted it. Because in the end when Havoc is bloodied, beaten and defeated and he sees Noah with the Legacy AND Horizon titles he will have to come to terms that he was in over his head from the beginning and that he should have never made the mistake of going after Noah. One could say that Havoc is only going up in the business and that may be true and that Noah is at the end of his career and that also may be true but Havoc should have just realized that this was the biggest mistake he could have ever made, he should have been paying attention to everything that had been happening to the roster before he challenged Noah, Noah is undefeated in singles competition and has only lost twice in NAW and that was when he teamed with the Pretty Boys and that was because those two were more interested in looking at themselves in mirrors then they were in winning matches. So that is what you have to deal with Havoc, a man that has not lost but twice and when it was not even under his control, you could have handled everything so much more differently but you went the underhanded route. You thought you could handle me, thought maybe you could exploit some weaknesses but you just don't get it you made it personal, you went after me when you could have just stepped up like a man and confronted me after the match with Alice Harris. I will say this, I have learned a few things about you Havoc, you are a dirty player, you're like a movie villain with his henchmen only willing to get his hands dirty at the very climax of the movie and make no mistake I am no hero. I am not Superman, The Flash or Green Lantern, I have made a career out of doing the things that no one else would do to win a belt. I really guess I just believed that the days of shady dealings, people doing things with winks and nods were over but I guess not, I guess that you are just as shady as some of the fed heads.
Noah is still hitting the bag, his furry of punches grow more and more intense as looks at the bag we can see that a picture of Havoc has been taped on it. “You wanted this Havoc, just remember that, you wanted your chance to shine in the sun. he thing is is Havoc you were never really in this, your mouth wrote a check and the sad fact is that your ass is what is going to have to pay up.” Noah huffed as he continued hitting the bag, sweat pouring off his body and dripping onto the floor, he moans a few times with a couple of the hits, his body not as young as it used to be but he was more focused then he had been in recent weeks. “Don't worry Havoc you have inspired me, you made me come back to reality, you made me see that I needed to re-focus my attention to NAW, that NAW needed me more then I needed to be in Boardwalk and Fight One and for that I thank you....” Noah declared as he continued to pound the bag, his arms seemed to be getting tired as the punches started to lose some steam. Cassandra walked over and sat down on a bench and grabbed a bottle of water and took a drink and curiously watched her man train.
“How much longer you gonna do this?” Cassandra asked curiously. “You have been at it for a while, thought you might wanna take a break, maybe get a bite to eat?”
“Maybe later.” Noah coldly replied as he never took his eyes off the bag and his intensity in his hits seemed to pick back up.
“What made you stop working with Boardwalk and Fight One?” Cassandra asked.
“Does it matter?” Noah barked. “I need to be focused on the task at hand and that is making NAW one of the top companies in the country and me going around doing shit in Fight One and Boardwalk didn't do anything for NAW, didn't help them, it only helped me and I have done enough over the years that I don't need to do shit like that anymore.”
Cassandra looked confused, she had listened to Noah for months talk about how he wanted to make Fight One be a better fed and how he wanted James Edwards to pay for bailing on NAW she wondered what changed for Noah, what made him change his thinking so quickly. “What about James Edwards?”
Noah chuckled slightly at the mention of the never will be that she mentioned. The man was worse then Noah in every sense. He doesn't have a home, he has himself spread out so far, he doesn't see what it is doing to him. Noah uses both hands to stop the bag from moving and looks at Cassandra. “Does it look like I care about someone like James Edwards? The man proved that he doesn't have the balls to carry a company like NAW. He wants to work for a company like Fight One, a place where no one knows how to stand up and do the right thing then by all means he can stay there. But he doesn't have a soul either, he whores himself out to whatever place will toss a couple dollars down his tights.”
“Some say you were doing that as well.” Cassandra snarkily replied.
Noah rubbed his chin a little and then ran his hands through his soaked blond hair and looked at Cassandra with a snide, almost angry look. “Yeah I guess maybe I was for a while, see I thought that most places didn't have people like Lee Best running them, I thought the times of shady bosses and underhanded tactics from management were in the past but you know what these days I have learned that all there are in feds are cliques, groups of people that run feds, keep their pals on the payroll and do things for the betterment of their friends. I guess that is my fault for believing that things had changed as the years had passed but simply they haven't. People are only looking to make their friends and their agendas the things that are in the forefront. Me? I may have done some shady things in the past, I may have done some stuff that I am surely not proud of, hell I have went to confession and openly talked about them with my priest. I mean I am the one that has had to live with those things, that is why I try to do the right thing now, try to do things that I wouldn't have done back in the day but man when I see what Havoc is doing, what the Jeckels are doing and they come after me. Something flips over in my head and I have to take the fight to them, that is why they were destroyed a few weeks ago and that is why Havoc is going to be decimated at Hall of Fame.”
“So that makes you better then them?” Cassandra said almost like she is happy to be prodding her man to get the answers she is looking for.
“Better then them?” Noah growled as he hit the bag a few more times and then paused and angrily glared at Cassandra. “Are you god damn kiddin' me? Of course I am better then they are. I have proven that I am in a class above the majority of the roster, you have so called Hall of Famers like Trent Brown and his skank wfe, ex-wife whatever you wanna call her and they use that Hall of Fame like like it's a fucking twenty dollar bill and they hand it out and it means nothing to them. See I have three Hall of Fame rings, been in three different places busting MY ass and EARNING these trophies these titles, THESE LEGACIES and people like the Browns are jokes to this business. I showed the world that real talent would run over anything and everything here in NAW and that is exactly what has happened. I destroyed the Renegades by MYSELF, destroyed the Kat and Trent's marriage because she saw what a real man looked like and she realized that when she was in the ring with someone like Noah Hanson that her so called man Trent didn't quite measure up. I showed that Trent Brown and his Hall of Fame credentials here in NAW were perpetrated in a time where there was little to no real talent. I tried to motivate Bohannon to the next level but he was never interested in being great, he was a broken shell of man after I was done with him, Tim Stone what a joke, the guy is a curtain jerker and they Mid South Syndicate was supposed to be a threat. James Edwards at least did one thing right when he left NAW because he at least got himself separated from the dead weight, not that he had any sort of a backbone himself cause he took his toys and left claiming “I can't work this schedule in NAW” and then what do I see on Twitter? He is popping up in Texas working for a promotion, for 4CW, for UWL I mean come on Edwards just say it, go ahead everybody in this business knows that after I won the Legacy title he knew then and there that he had NO SHOT at winning the belt. Yeah I went to Fight One, beat some of their guys and won a title twice while I was there and you know what I was wanting in the back of my head? I wanted James Edwards, I wanted him to look me in the eyes and tell the world he is AFRAID of me.”
Noah paused long enough to hit a few kicks to the bag and then turned back and pointed his fist at Cassandra. “But Edwards for weeks would just sit backstage and let me run my mouth, he never had a desire to go after me, to answer my challenge and then when he did I was no longer interested because I got fucking bored waiting for him to pull his cunt out of the sand and put it in his damn pocket. At first when I saw how Havoc was approaching this I thought he was being a different version of Edwards, Edwards was just sitting back and watching, waiting for a moment when he could make his move and then when Havoc made his move I was like wow Havoc took a page out of the Edwards handbook. He is trying to make it like he is the victim in all of this, that I am the aggressor, but the fans have all seen it Havoc and they don't get fooled that easily pal. Just like with Edwards and his little play on trying to be a good sport and offer me his hand AFTER a brutal match with Elliott Siscoe, he offers me a hand or whatever. Let me tell you something Edwards and don't think I am slighting you Havoc but I need to make sure Edwards hears what I am saying because he badgered my agent this weekend, bitching and complaining because I have stopped my part time deals with those two feds, thinks I am dodging him now. I just want Edwards to get it in his head because Noah Hanson doesn't fucking duck ANYONE but I simply got tired of waiting for him to get his pussy in order. I will fight Mr. Edwards when I WANT to and not a moment before.”
Noah rattles off a series of rapid fire punches on the bag and then angrily stops and walks over to Cassandra and gives her a quick kiss and then smacks her ass and walks back over and continues hitting the bag. “You come in here, get me all riled up, you knew exactly what you were doin' getting me all fired up and Havoc needs to be paying real close attention. His posturing, the way he tried to play it off as “it's just a job, nothing personal” I swear he sounds like Patrick Swayze in “Road House” every fucking time I hear him say that shit. The thing is though he made it personal the minute he attacked me and Alice, I mean I don't know how much more blunt I can be as far as spelling it out to the Emo Squad. And the Cell is where it all ends, I am going to make him bleed, a pound of flesh they say is what is required for sacrifice and that is what I plan on to the Horizon champion, I am going to do to him things you would only see in movies like the Saw franchise. I am going to have him begging for me to end it all for him but you know what that is the easy way out. I am hoping that the Jeckels are there at ringside to see what I am going to be doing to him. It won't be pretty, I am going to drag his face across the cell, I going to use the cell like a giant cheese grater and his face is just going to get shredded. I hope you are ready for this, I really do, I don't care about any excuses you might have it doesn't matter anymore. I have waited patiently for you and me to get some quality time together and now it all comes full circle and you are gonna need someone to come to the hospital with a photo ID of what you used to look like before all this because when I am done with your ass people will not be able to tell if you really are Havoc or if someone didn't sew a vagina to your face and then fuck it till it became all red and swollen.”
Cassandra looked a little disgusted at the last comment and shook her head.
“Oh come on at least I didn't call him a cunt...”
Cassandra shakes her head even more, she hates the word 'cunt' with a passion and it causes her to walk out of the room with her hands over her eyes and mumbling something to herself. Noah looks at his cousin Big Olive and looks confused. “What'd I say?”
“Cunt....” Big Olive replied coldly, he was also shaking his head. “You know she hates the word...”
“But some people are cunts...” Cassandra was just walking back in and turns right back around and walks right back out after hearing it a second time. “Sometimes I wish I could hear myself talk.”
Big Olive shook his head. “No you don't.”
“Why?” Noah asked wiping his face off of sweat and tossing the towel down. “I can't be THAT bad can I?”
“Sometimes you really need to watch some of your old shows, the dancing machine, you were a fool sometimes, the HOW promos, you should kick Darin Zion and Brian Hollywood in their manginas for coming up with those ideas.”
“Yeah but who'd have thought that the HOW staff would take things so badly.” Noah tried to explain. “I mean I was trying to be more like the HOW staff wanted and that was my main mistake, I should always be true to myself.”
“Always.” Big Olive said with a smile. “You have always had trouble being yourself, you have been the comic relief, the steady guy that always did what the staff wanted it wasn't until you did what made you happy that you really became a break out star in the business. When you told it the way it needed to be told, you became such a better talent, people hated you, people spit on you but they also saw the real Noah Hanson, not the movie star, the TV show player they saw the man that would do anything to be a star....ANYTHING. And that is something that is rare these days, people are so fake, only looking out for themselves and their own agendas and careers when it really is bigger then that.”
Noah smiled at the comments and then poured some of his water over his head. “Look. I get what Havoc and his pals are trying to do. They want to shake things up, they want to upset the establishment but the thing they have failed to realize is that I fight back, I don't back down and I never give up. This Hell In A Cell match isn't just going to be a match for my Legacy title, this is a war unlike anything that NAW has seen. The fans thought they were treated to a brutal match when I won the belt in the Prison Yard match then they are in for a real treat with this match. This match is just me and Havoc and that is all I ever wanted. They all claimed that it was never person but for me the moment they put themselves in MY business it became all that and more. Havoc believes in this saying about “Never Being Alone” well when he faces me that is all that he gets to be is alone....with me....and my twisted mind....”
“What does that mean?” Big Olive curiously asked.
“It means that I am going to break him down, I am going to beat him down, I am going to carve my god damn initials into his fucking forehead. I am going to beat him within an inch of his life and then I am simply going to end this. I have let him and his pals live under this allusion that they might be on my level but after this people are going to see real clearly that Havoc was not even close to being on my level and when I leave I am going to be the first ever double champion, something that no one has ever done in NAW, not Alice Harris, not Trent Brown, not Corey Bull but I am going to be the one, I am going to be the one that raises the bar in NAW....” Noah pauses and then nails a sweet textbook leaping roundhouse kick.
“And then I am going to knock them out with the bar...”
{tbc...}
[Scranton, PA]
[2 pm]
[7/31/2016]
Noah is shown in his workout room, hitting the heavy bag admittedly the first time he had actually hit the bag in a while. He was working up a real sweat, it glistened down his face and then would run down his face and was starting to make the floor wet, the more he hit the bag the angrier he seemed to be getting, the music on his computer was really setting the tone as “Wrong Side of Heaven” by Five Finger Death Punch blared and Noah was punching the bag harder and harder until he simply dropped to a knee and started breathing heavily. He pulled himself back to a vertical base and then hit a few roundhouse kicks and then hit the bag one last time making the bag swing violently back and forth it looked like it could have come out of the ceiling but Noah grabbed the bag to stop it's and then reaches for a bottle of water and takes a long drink and then puts the bottle on the counter and looks around and sees Cassandra standing there smiling. She walks in, she looks stunning to him, dressed like an angel, she was wearing a flower printed sundress and just some simple white canvas sneakers. She looked amazing to him and was starting to wonder if this was really the end of everything for him. He had talked to his business manager and they decided to suspend working for Boardwalk and Fight One for the time being. Noah had come to terms that NAW needed him more then he thought and wanted to direct all his energy into making it the best fed it can be and for that to happen he needed to be fully committed to NAW and not have any distractions and that meant his part time stuff needed to be dialed back and that was what he had done and now he had more time to focus on the man that had earned it for the last few months and that was Havoc.
Noah was finally going to get his chance at ending the little uprising of Havoc, for weeks he had listened as Havoc and the Jeckels babbled and went on and on about how they were going to change the face of the business. They thought that with the attack at Heatwave when they took out myself and Alice Harris that everything would fall into place, they thought they could handle me and I would fall at their feet but the thing they have failed to see from the very beginning is that Noah is incredibly strong willed and will do whatever it takes to keep what is his and that is why when Havoc made his move Noah knew that he had to do something to counter that move, that is why he wanted to take the Horizon title that is why it has to be winner take all, that is why it had to be Havoc that made the match the way he wanted it. Because in the end when Havoc is bloodied, beaten and defeated and he sees Noah with the Legacy AND Horizon titles he will have to come to terms that he was in over his head from the beginning and that he should have never made the mistake of going after Noah. One could say that Havoc is only going up in the business and that may be true and that Noah is at the end of his career and that also may be true but Havoc should have just realized that this was the biggest mistake he could have ever made, he should have been paying attention to everything that had been happening to the roster before he challenged Noah, Noah is undefeated in singles competition and has only lost twice in NAW and that was when he teamed with the Pretty Boys and that was because those two were more interested in looking at themselves in mirrors then they were in winning matches. So that is what you have to deal with Havoc, a man that has not lost but twice and when it was not even under his control, you could have handled everything so much more differently but you went the underhanded route. You thought you could handle me, thought maybe you could exploit some weaknesses but you just don't get it you made it personal, you went after me when you could have just stepped up like a man and confronted me after the match with Alice Harris. I will say this, I have learned a few things about you Havoc, you are a dirty player, you're like a movie villain with his henchmen only willing to get his hands dirty at the very climax of the movie and make no mistake I am no hero. I am not Superman, The Flash or Green Lantern, I have made a career out of doing the things that no one else would do to win a belt. I really guess I just believed that the days of shady dealings, people doing things with winks and nods were over but I guess not, I guess that you are just as shady as some of the fed heads.
Noah is still hitting the bag, his furry of punches grow more and more intense as looks at the bag we can see that a picture of Havoc has been taped on it. “You wanted this Havoc, just remember that, you wanted your chance to shine in the sun. he thing is is Havoc you were never really in this, your mouth wrote a check and the sad fact is that your ass is what is going to have to pay up.” Noah huffed as he continued hitting the bag, sweat pouring off his body and dripping onto the floor, he moans a few times with a couple of the hits, his body not as young as it used to be but he was more focused then he had been in recent weeks. “Don't worry Havoc you have inspired me, you made me come back to reality, you made me see that I needed to re-focus my attention to NAW, that NAW needed me more then I needed to be in Boardwalk and Fight One and for that I thank you....” Noah declared as he continued to pound the bag, his arms seemed to be getting tired as the punches started to lose some steam. Cassandra walked over and sat down on a bench and grabbed a bottle of water and took a drink and curiously watched her man train.
“How much longer you gonna do this?” Cassandra asked curiously. “You have been at it for a while, thought you might wanna take a break, maybe get a bite to eat?”
“Maybe later.” Noah coldly replied as he never took his eyes off the bag and his intensity in his hits seemed to pick back up.
“What made you stop working with Boardwalk and Fight One?” Cassandra asked.
“Does it matter?” Noah barked. “I need to be focused on the task at hand and that is making NAW one of the top companies in the country and me going around doing shit in Fight One and Boardwalk didn't do anything for NAW, didn't help them, it only helped me and I have done enough over the years that I don't need to do shit like that anymore.”
Cassandra looked confused, she had listened to Noah for months talk about how he wanted to make Fight One be a better fed and how he wanted James Edwards to pay for bailing on NAW she wondered what changed for Noah, what made him change his thinking so quickly. “What about James Edwards?”
Noah chuckled slightly at the mention of the never will be that she mentioned. The man was worse then Noah in every sense. He doesn't have a home, he has himself spread out so far, he doesn't see what it is doing to him. Noah uses both hands to stop the bag from moving and looks at Cassandra. “Does it look like I care about someone like James Edwards? The man proved that he doesn't have the balls to carry a company like NAW. He wants to work for a company like Fight One, a place where no one knows how to stand up and do the right thing then by all means he can stay there. But he doesn't have a soul either, he whores himself out to whatever place will toss a couple dollars down his tights.”
“Some say you were doing that as well.” Cassandra snarkily replied.
Noah rubbed his chin a little and then ran his hands through his soaked blond hair and looked at Cassandra with a snide, almost angry look. “Yeah I guess maybe I was for a while, see I thought that most places didn't have people like Lee Best running them, I thought the times of shady bosses and underhanded tactics from management were in the past but you know what these days I have learned that all there are in feds are cliques, groups of people that run feds, keep their pals on the payroll and do things for the betterment of their friends. I guess that is my fault for believing that things had changed as the years had passed but simply they haven't. People are only looking to make their friends and their agendas the things that are in the forefront. Me? I may have done some shady things in the past, I may have done some stuff that I am surely not proud of, hell I have went to confession and openly talked about them with my priest. I mean I am the one that has had to live with those things, that is why I try to do the right thing now, try to do things that I wouldn't have done back in the day but man when I see what Havoc is doing, what the Jeckels are doing and they come after me. Something flips over in my head and I have to take the fight to them, that is why they were destroyed a few weeks ago and that is why Havoc is going to be decimated at Hall of Fame.”
“So that makes you better then them?” Cassandra said almost like she is happy to be prodding her man to get the answers she is looking for.
“Better then them?” Noah growled as he hit the bag a few more times and then paused and angrily glared at Cassandra. “Are you god damn kiddin' me? Of course I am better then they are. I have proven that I am in a class above the majority of the roster, you have so called Hall of Famers like Trent Brown and his skank wfe, ex-wife whatever you wanna call her and they use that Hall of Fame like like it's a fucking twenty dollar bill and they hand it out and it means nothing to them. See I have three Hall of Fame rings, been in three different places busting MY ass and EARNING these trophies these titles, THESE LEGACIES and people like the Browns are jokes to this business. I showed the world that real talent would run over anything and everything here in NAW and that is exactly what has happened. I destroyed the Renegades by MYSELF, destroyed the Kat and Trent's marriage because she saw what a real man looked like and she realized that when she was in the ring with someone like Noah Hanson that her so called man Trent didn't quite measure up. I showed that Trent Brown and his Hall of Fame credentials here in NAW were perpetrated in a time where there was little to no real talent. I tried to motivate Bohannon to the next level but he was never interested in being great, he was a broken shell of man after I was done with him, Tim Stone what a joke, the guy is a curtain jerker and they Mid South Syndicate was supposed to be a threat. James Edwards at least did one thing right when he left NAW because he at least got himself separated from the dead weight, not that he had any sort of a backbone himself cause he took his toys and left claiming “I can't work this schedule in NAW” and then what do I see on Twitter? He is popping up in Texas working for a promotion, for 4CW, for UWL I mean come on Edwards just say it, go ahead everybody in this business knows that after I won the Legacy title he knew then and there that he had NO SHOT at winning the belt. Yeah I went to Fight One, beat some of their guys and won a title twice while I was there and you know what I was wanting in the back of my head? I wanted James Edwards, I wanted him to look me in the eyes and tell the world he is AFRAID of me.”
Noah paused long enough to hit a few kicks to the bag and then turned back and pointed his fist at Cassandra. “But Edwards for weeks would just sit backstage and let me run my mouth, he never had a desire to go after me, to answer my challenge and then when he did I was no longer interested because I got fucking bored waiting for him to pull his cunt out of the sand and put it in his damn pocket. At first when I saw how Havoc was approaching this I thought he was being a different version of Edwards, Edwards was just sitting back and watching, waiting for a moment when he could make his move and then when Havoc made his move I was like wow Havoc took a page out of the Edwards handbook. He is trying to make it like he is the victim in all of this, that I am the aggressor, but the fans have all seen it Havoc and they don't get fooled that easily pal. Just like with Edwards and his little play on trying to be a good sport and offer me his hand AFTER a brutal match with Elliott Siscoe, he offers me a hand or whatever. Let me tell you something Edwards and don't think I am slighting you Havoc but I need to make sure Edwards hears what I am saying because he badgered my agent this weekend, bitching and complaining because I have stopped my part time deals with those two feds, thinks I am dodging him now. I just want Edwards to get it in his head because Noah Hanson doesn't fucking duck ANYONE but I simply got tired of waiting for him to get his pussy in order. I will fight Mr. Edwards when I WANT to and not a moment before.”
Noah rattles off a series of rapid fire punches on the bag and then angrily stops and walks over to Cassandra and gives her a quick kiss and then smacks her ass and walks back over and continues hitting the bag. “You come in here, get me all riled up, you knew exactly what you were doin' getting me all fired up and Havoc needs to be paying real close attention. His posturing, the way he tried to play it off as “it's just a job, nothing personal” I swear he sounds like Patrick Swayze in “Road House” every fucking time I hear him say that shit. The thing is though he made it personal the minute he attacked me and Alice, I mean I don't know how much more blunt I can be as far as spelling it out to the Emo Squad. And the Cell is where it all ends, I am going to make him bleed, a pound of flesh they say is what is required for sacrifice and that is what I plan on to the Horizon champion, I am going to do to him things you would only see in movies like the Saw franchise. I am going to have him begging for me to end it all for him but you know what that is the easy way out. I am hoping that the Jeckels are there at ringside to see what I am going to be doing to him. It won't be pretty, I am going to drag his face across the cell, I going to use the cell like a giant cheese grater and his face is just going to get shredded. I hope you are ready for this, I really do, I don't care about any excuses you might have it doesn't matter anymore. I have waited patiently for you and me to get some quality time together and now it all comes full circle and you are gonna need someone to come to the hospital with a photo ID of what you used to look like before all this because when I am done with your ass people will not be able to tell if you really are Havoc or if someone didn't sew a vagina to your face and then fuck it till it became all red and swollen.”
Cassandra looked a little disgusted at the last comment and shook her head.
“Oh come on at least I didn't call him a cunt...”
Cassandra shakes her head even more, she hates the word 'cunt' with a passion and it causes her to walk out of the room with her hands over her eyes and mumbling something to herself. Noah looks at his cousin Big Olive and looks confused. “What'd I say?”
“Cunt....” Big Olive replied coldly, he was also shaking his head. “You know she hates the word...”
“But some people are cunts...” Cassandra was just walking back in and turns right back around and walks right back out after hearing it a second time. “Sometimes I wish I could hear myself talk.”
Big Olive shook his head. “No you don't.”
“Why?” Noah asked wiping his face off of sweat and tossing the towel down. “I can't be THAT bad can I?”
“Sometimes you really need to watch some of your old shows, the dancing machine, you were a fool sometimes, the HOW promos, you should kick Darin Zion and Brian Hollywood in their manginas for coming up with those ideas.”
“Yeah but who'd have thought that the HOW staff would take things so badly.” Noah tried to explain. “I mean I was trying to be more like the HOW staff wanted and that was my main mistake, I should always be true to myself.”
“Always.” Big Olive said with a smile. “You have always had trouble being yourself, you have been the comic relief, the steady guy that always did what the staff wanted it wasn't until you did what made you happy that you really became a break out star in the business. When you told it the way it needed to be told, you became such a better talent, people hated you, people spit on you but they also saw the real Noah Hanson, not the movie star, the TV show player they saw the man that would do anything to be a star....ANYTHING. And that is something that is rare these days, people are so fake, only looking out for themselves and their own agendas and careers when it really is bigger then that.”
Noah smiled at the comments and then poured some of his water over his head. “Look. I get what Havoc and his pals are trying to do. They want to shake things up, they want to upset the establishment but the thing they have failed to realize is that I fight back, I don't back down and I never give up. This Hell In A Cell match isn't just going to be a match for my Legacy title, this is a war unlike anything that NAW has seen. The fans thought they were treated to a brutal match when I won the belt in the Prison Yard match then they are in for a real treat with this match. This match is just me and Havoc and that is all I ever wanted. They all claimed that it was never person but for me the moment they put themselves in MY business it became all that and more. Havoc believes in this saying about “Never Being Alone” well when he faces me that is all that he gets to be is alone....with me....and my twisted mind....”
“What does that mean?” Big Olive curiously asked.
“It means that I am going to break him down, I am going to beat him down, I am going to carve my god damn initials into his fucking forehead. I am going to beat him within an inch of his life and then I am simply going to end this. I have let him and his pals live under this allusion that they might be on my level but after this people are going to see real clearly that Havoc was not even close to being on my level and when I leave I am going to be the first ever double champion, something that no one has ever done in NAW, not Alice Harris, not Trent Brown, not Corey Bull but I am going to be the one, I am going to be the one that raises the bar in NAW....” Noah pauses and then nails a sweet textbook leaping roundhouse kick.
“And then I am going to knock them out with the bar...”
{tbc...}