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#Mega Heel; Dedicated To Claudia.
Topic Started: Jan 8 2012, 04:56 AM (236 Views)
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The moon illuminates an unfamiliar gym where Christian York is working out amongst the emptiness in mid-thought about what Ross Raines had said. But did he really care about what was being relayed upon his person. Raines wasn’t really a threat to anything at this point and time. There truly was a conspiracy in the midst, for York to fully expose in due time. The pain and anguish upon Raines’ face was the only thing that he wanted truly to become a reality. He remembered back in Jersey when he was growing up in the projects. He grew up in poverty, not knowing his next meal and literally wanted to run away from the hell. But he used it against those who wanted him dead including Lucifer himself. No matter which way you seen it there’s something about reaching down deep to prove a point. After bring cast out as nothing but a glorified celebrity want to be wrestler it made York dangerous. He needed to prove to the millions and millions of fans his worth.


During his match in NEW ERA he proved people wrong by going toe to toe with a man who wasn’t in the company anymore. He ended up breaking away a Nightmare and singlehandedly gave Team RAW the charisma to win at The Challenger Series. But deep down inside he wasn’t in the right mind state. He literally scolded away people with a dark expression upon his face throughout recent days. He & Jesse Ventura were going to follow up their investigation but it appears to be postponed. It’s postponed due to York being away in seclusion thinking about what Raines has put into perspective.

He really had a way to make you think but does he know the truth. Has he ever been shot and been put into a two year coma? Has he ever gone down a dark road in order to provide for loved ones? Or has he ever bled in order to get his point across? The promoters and all the agencies could kiss his ass for all he cared. He wanted Raines’ head on a mother fucking silver platter for making him out to be personally obligated to attack him and his little love interest. He thought of Ross Raines as the Peter Parker of the company. He really tries to rally up against the hate only to be submerged over his head. Nothing will ever stop the inevitable from occurring at NEW Friday Night. York will win each and every time because it was a part of his nature. His nature was to destroy everything he touches in a fiery blaze of destruction. No one will ever question the true power of this man. Unless you really have a reason to question, ridicule and mock a man of true greatness.


Christian York was very modest at best and will call shit the way he saw it. He so happened to see him able to subdue Raines like he was nothing. He would even be surprised to break a sweat against the lesser opponent. Call it cliché but it was no doubt about it that he was better than Raines. He was dedicated to the wrestling business because he actually cared about it. He wanted to be professional wrestler from childhood drug kingpin and rap music career aside. The fans knew the truth even little Claudia. They knew that Christian York was good in that squared circle and good at being bad. He used his tongue to stir up controversy because he simply could. He could talk down each and every one without fear in any such backlash. The man is full of himself as he only believes in himself. And truly if you don’t believe in yourself then who will believe in you? So maybe he was cocky but at least he wasn’t in doubt. Never doubt your ability even though you seem unmatched. York personified the American lifestyle money, fast cars and women. He wore fancy garbs and appeared on show after show. He was NEW ERA’s top draw working at the highest level known possible in order to give people something different.



A unique aspect of what it means to be hated due to not giving the fans truly what they want. But who cared about the fans more than career other than Ross Raines. York never played to the fans with his music yet they could relate to all he said and they bought his albums. They bought every single album to hear a common clear message which had the broad underline of freedom of speech. So he freely delivered speech after speech upon his opponents in controversial fashion causing uproar. He never seemed to really be effected by the media roasting. The man couldn’t be psyched out, so what made Raines feel that he could do the same. Though Raines expressed having a solid one on one match up with York that seemed like a crock of shit form the get go. No one wants to just have a match with The Dream Killer unless they had an agenda that was hidden in the shadows. York being the hungry lion he is can smell all the trickery and bullshit that Raines was saying in his recent outing. He just doesn’t get it that York is so far out of his league that he is in the pee wee division. No amount of wanting to one up Frankie Romeo is going to insure Ross of coming out with the W. It will be interesting indeed to see how Ross can combat this hungry lion. But the lion is chopping at his bits waiting in the shadows for Raines to come forth. And when Raines steps forth in his hoodies and fancy ring gear he’ll be ripped to shreds. Analyzing the statistics of the game like ESPN’s Lee Corso is York very constantly. Not letting up until he can pinpoint on something that will lead to his ultimate victory. Christian York was pouring sweat upon the center of the gym’s practice before getting out of it. He stretches and goes forth upon the showers to wash away all the dirt and grime. He wanted to cleanse all his hard work from this intense training. The bulk of his muscles were feeling the weight of the steaming hot water. As he then pondered on the thought of his fiancée Eve Sinclair.



He swears he could see her come inside the shower and put herself into his arms for only a moment. But then she was gone just like that never to resurface again as he then sits in the shower before finally cutting off the water. He exits the shower before drying off with a towel he had monogrammed with his initials.


He went into his locker to get his gym bag to change when an envelope which was unmarked fell out. He had opened the letter and read everything that there was to have been read. Upon concealing the envelope inside his Versace suit jacket he walked outside of the gym into the cool and crisp January air. He walked for what seemed like forever before surfacing in front of a rundown warehouse when he looked at it he sighed. Stepping inside he looked around for something or was it someone. Before getting any further inside the warehouse he was greeted by a gray haired hippie who was wearing dirty threads. He was wearing this exactly a faded colorful bandana, a dirty red hoody, khaki pants and beat up tennis shoes.


The tennis shoes were so run down that there was tape around the soles. The hippie led York to a secret compartment near the back of the warehouse into a room where inside sat Fernando Corleone his father in law. Fernando Corleone had on a luxurious Gucci suit, black penny loafers and a Rolex watch. He greeted York with an Italian like greeting before pointing for him to sit. York followed what his father in law asked of him not even paying keen attention to the purpose of the meeting. After a few moments Fernando spoke to York about his recent interactions in the wrestling world and recent revelations.





Fernando Corleone: You maybe are trying to figure out why I’m here. Well it’s no secret that you are going to be indicted for your criminal past. You are going to meet a fate unknown to The Cartel. The Cartel is simply worried that you’ll give them up to save our asses. But I did try to explain that your indictment involves your activities before your dealings with them. I expect your legal team to hold a very tough fighting case against those corporate suits. No worries on my end or anyone in my organization. Organized crime is some tricky business as well as you know Christian. I’m impressed by your recent line of work. I mean you rapping was definitely a good direction but now you roll around in tights etc. Not saying you’re not good at your job it seems diminishing to your true potential though. But whether you choose to do I’m content you will break away from the pack to deliver something unique and not bland in any sense.



Christian knew that The Cartel wouldn’t be acceptable to the fact that he was getting indicted but he didn’t care at all. He didn’t really care that his father in law was there. All he cared about was his match with Ross Raines in a few days’ time. He was solely focused on humiliating the man who wanted to be all he can be. He didn’t even care how he did just that. It wasn’t about whether or not he knew what would exactly happen. He only cared about gaining the victory at all and any cost. He was going to rip through the people who opposed him in a battle intense and solely brutal. There’s not a damn thing anyone can do about York reigning over Raines come Friday night. The ground work was set once he showed his face back upon the scene at the Secret Santa Show. He shouldn’t have tried to appear as some larger than life character. When, he was only a giant douche trying to be accepted as a sham of a super hero on a lame reality show.


The Hero Project was going to be downsized and canceled by The Jarvis Towers once York outshines their star performer. The Dream Killer moves in silence eying Raines without even blinking from his target. He will indeed get his hands upon him one way or another. He didn’t care if the referee tried to stop the match he’ll go fucking ballistic on Raines. It was simply his destiny to send Raines back to the hospital where he belongs. He belonged strapped to a gurney going in that giant white ambulance. It was funny how York was accustomed to riding in a fancy limousine while Raines preferred traveling by ambulance. The thought of putting Raines upon a stretcher was enough to make York express a smile of happiness. The smile was interrupted by the hippie tapping him on the shoulder and York stared at him firmly. He didn’t even know who the hell this lowlife was and especially why he was touching him.


But York had to restrain himself in this situation at this point. He didn’t want to resort back to primal tactics even though he wanted to do just that. He wanted to simply break the guy’s finger for even touching his fucking arm for being naïve. He was so naïve for touching a dangerous lion like himself. He was the king of the jungle and he wondered if this guy knew that. He really wondered if this guy could feel the energy in the air. Pure energy of hatred that was inside of York’s heart and it had no chance of slowing down. He wasn’t really smart but the guy showed he had guts.



Hippie: You’re simply a gift to all who ever hears you directly. You have a clear message despite people misinterpreting your genius. Whoever this Ross Raines is fucking slow to respond when you came out with guns blazing. He didn’t even think of you as denting his armor. Well, basically you did and did you know Ross is a Scottish name. Not that he represents the scots but that’s just a curious fact to say the least. There’s nothing in this world that’s more satisfying than overcoming your opponent after they doubted you from the get go.

Raines you’re so wrapped up in your little broad that you forgot something. That Christian York has been wrestling all this time that you were laid up. To say the least you are dealing with a man who is at one hundred and twenty percent. When look at you Ross looking a little lackluster these days.

You are not going to walk out victorious because you haven’t got the heart for it. You haven’t the heart to simply put York in his place. He will counter act everything you throw at him because he’s simply that good. The man’s a purist of sorts who wraps his fist with white tape before every battle. The man isn’t egotistical because he backs up what he spews with proper results. By the way my name is Antony Woods. Maybe my appearance doesn’t make my opinion mean shit. But you can bet your ass that York’s going to give you the hurt of your life. Because at the end of the day you are damaged goods and he is ready to exterminate you. For Good!!!





There’s nothing that Raines could say or too that will break York’s confidence of decimating him for honor, pride and his thirst for blood. He wasn’t so revered as being someone you cheer but he was pretty damn talented. You can’t deny the work ethic of Christian York that’s for sure. You can try to beseech what York has done for the community but he always gave his all. No matter what he had to go through he fought through it and hard. It was time for the moment of truth to get ready to commence without being on the trial of others.





Christian York: You can actually sit there acting like I personally attacked you Ross Raines but don’t flatter yourself as simply you are nothing but a gazelle. The gazelle that is running from me in the middle of my pride and trying to escape my dangerous clutches. I’m the son of a bitch that you can’t just simply ignore just because you have to get all sentimental with your bitch. I looked up on your history and man are you something else. That Swedish vixen went all lesbian on you did she Ross? So you settled for the next best thing in Amelia Terrence. But still you seem more distant form her as of late Ross. Am I expecting that you can’t rise up for the occasion? By all means there’s pill for that Mister Raines. Go ahead take a pill we all know you want to.


Rinse away those pills with a cold glass of scotch then go to sleep and never wake up. Because tonight you will dream your final dream of Amelia Terrence as I’m going to kill your dreams. The time for talking has been over for the longest I’m just abiding my time. Abiding my time when the bell sounds and the moment is upon us where I’ll dig into your skin. I’ll rip into you before sinking in my teeth to draw your last breathe. Yes, I want to drain your life force Raines like you said and what evidence says you can prevent me from doing so. You weren’t here to save Zenna’s girlfriend from being put on the shelf indefinitely.


You surely have a way of timing don’t you Ross because you couldn’t save someone. You can save some whore of an announcer but not your fucking friend’s girlfriend. Are you fucking serious bro? Are you fucking serious? You by far are the worst hero in history alongside that Beetle thing from Batman: The Brave and The Bold™. But enough about the cartoons you’ll have a flash back Raines of where you climbed out of. But don’t worry I’ll return you back to your world soon rather than later. On the basis that you aren’t worthy of being spared and that you are simply a loser. You claim to be somebody but you aren’t nearly as relevant as some people are. You barely get a huge reaction anymore and I bought Claudia’s family front row tickets to tomorrow night’s match up. She will see firsthand why it’s good to be my fan instead of yours. By witnessing your dismantling it’ll make her grow up. Realize the there’s no such thing as a Hero in Ross Raines rather he’s a hypocrite in a hood.

How could you stand up your friend weeks prior or not? If you healed above schedule how come you couldn’t hobble to protect Linnea? I am going to hurt you just as bad as James Stall aka The Bland One hurt her. You my friend will feel what it’s like to not be saved. I will see your eyes glaze back before finishing you off for your insolence. It’s time to prepare for your Extermination.



York was seething mad at this point taking out a Cuban Cigar form his suit jacket pocket. He then clipped the tip and lit it before inhaling in the smoke He then inhaled before getting up out of his chair then walking away into the balance out of the warehouse. He then walked upon the streets looking for a sign. Just then York comes upon two police officers in the middle of a dark alley way fatally wounded. He doesn’t go close to them but chuckles a little bit.




Christian York: You see what being a hero gets you Raines. It gets you killed but it’s not like your much of a hero anyway. We will meet each other tomorrow night and yes indeed I’m ready for it. I’m ready to rail my thumb into your esophagus. To then add you upon the soon to be long list of those I exterminated. And that would be just another example of why I’m everyone’s favorite #Mega Heel.




Christian York walks off into the Seattle night whistling a creepy tune while chuckling like a mad man. This wasn’t going to be a walk in the park tomorrow night. The #Mega Heel will indeed make his voice be heard.



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