Post by Nick Watson on May 30, 2012 18:01:34 GMT -4
*Last Week, Hospital*
Madok: Holy s**t! He looks like he has been through hell.
Nick: That's because I have. I got thrown off a balcony, slammed on, thrown around a room, and then I got mugged. Needless to say if anything bad happens to me again I'm going to have to ask which god I pissed off.
The scene opens up in a Hospital room, Nick Watson is sitting on one of those crappy beds, and is bandaged up, looking quite a bit hurt, but at the same time he seems to be doing better than he looks. Pence is outside of the hospital room, talking to a doctor about Nick's condition in quite a concerned tone. Nick tries to lay back, but each time he gets close to doing so, he winces in pain, and then after finally getting relaxed he finds himself always having to get back to a sitting position for examinations. So after his third attempt to lay down, he stops, and just sits there, waiting to be examined like a raw piece of meat before it goes to some butcher's shop.
The doctor doesn't take long as he enters the room and looks Nick over and then looks over at Madok who is looking at him. Pence follows, entering the room slowly, and with a look of concern on his face as he looks Nick over. Nick doesn't like the look Pence is giving him and quickly breaks the silence which had began to fall.
Nick: Okay! What is wrong with me, doc?
The doctor looks over at Nick and then replies kindly.
Doctor: Well if it were up to me...I would think it would be best for you to take a week or so off from wrestling to recuperate from the wounds you received tonight, but since your trainer has stated you have a big match, and as such you need to stay ready to go...I don't know what to say. You have a bruised rib, your head was busted open, we stitched that up, and that isn't even mentioning the few hundred scratches you gained from your match.
Nick didn't know what type of big match Pence was talking about, but he knew that if it was big enough to risk further injury then he was in. Giving a weak smile and a thumbs up, Nick retorted.
Nick: No problem, doc...I will try to stay loose for a few days, but as my trainer says: I have a huge match, so there is no way in hell I can take a break from wrestling.
Doctor: Alright, then all I can do is keep you here over-night, and give you some pain medicine in the morning when you leave...I wish you luck, Mr. Watson.
The doctor gave a nod to Pence and Madok before leaving the room to the three of them. Nick itched his head in confusion once the doctor had left and asked a question.
Nick: What match? I don't remember receiving a card or even a promise of a match from Jeff. So what is going on, Pence?
Pence: The reason you have received no notice is because the card is not up, but Jeff called me to let you know just what you're up against.
Nick: Okay, so who am I up against?
Pence paused and looked down at the floor and Nick began to feel a deep feeling of despair in his gut. Madok shook his head and then shouted at Pence.
Madok: Just tell the boy, what the hell he is up against alright!?
Pence: The Xtreme Champion, John Dionysus...and it will be a qualifying match for the Test for the Best tournament.
Nick's eyes went wide, nothing seemed to be going his way at all. He had been barely escaped the cage with all the lions the first time, but now Jeff was throwing him back in again, and this time it looked like he had picked one of the largest lions of them all.
Nick: Its almost...dirty to throw me into this match, especially after being beaten to an inch of my life, and even more so have it be my only way to win a chance to compete at Test.
Pence: I said the same thing, but there isn't much we can do. Jeff is the president of APW and he gets to call the big shots on this show.
Madok: F**k, man...this is just crap!
Nick took a deep sigh and then nodded his head in acceptance.
Nick: I deserve this.
Pence: What did you just say?
Nick winced as he got off of the bed/table and walked over to the door glumly.
Nick: I crossed the line and I made a huge mistake by taking matters into my own hands. This is my just reward for making a total ass-hat of myself.
No one said a word as Nick opened the door and exited, leaving Madok, and Pence sitting alone in the hospital room. Madok looked over at Pence with concern on his face as the scene began to fade to black.
Madok: Do you think he will be okay?
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*Outside*
Nick Watson, sat glumly on a bench at almost two in the morning, and looked down at his hands which were clenched tightly. He had made a decision to put himself in harm's way to try and make a difference and what it had got him was only pain. Nick unclenched his fists and then let out a long sigh of frustration before leaning back to look at the sky. The sky was beautiful, clear, and cold, he liked the cold to be honest. It was refreshing to be cold over hot like he usually was in Nevada and he was quite enjoying just thinking things through out in the cold when a feminine voice entered his range of hearing.
Voice: Do you think you should be out here in the cold like this?
Nick looked over to see a beautiful young lady walking over to him, with concern on her face, and after seeing his face he could tell she knew who he was. She walked over calmly before sitting down next to him and looking him over. Nick did the same by looking her over, and instantly knew she was either a doctor in training or a nurse by her attire.
Woman: You are...Nick Watson, right?
Nick: Yep, that's me, and you are?
Woman: Shelby Carson.
Nick: Its' nice to meet you, Shelby. I would shake your hand if I didn't think my hand would shatter...my whole body kind of feels like I got rolled over by a steam roller right now.
Shelby: I know...I saw your match on television. It was rough losing to Sykes, but I hope it hasn't gotten you down...has it?
Shelby spoke politely and softly, her voice to Nick made him feel so much better, and it was as if she was healing him just by her being near him. He shook his head and then replied kindly.
Nick: No, but my next match is what is getting me down. You see its' for Test for the Best...I have to beat John Dionysus to win a chance to compete there, and I don't know if I can do it with how battered and broken I am right now, you know?
Shelby laughed and Nick just looked at her in confusion as she replied.
Shelby: More than likely John is in just the same state you are in. He had a hard match and nearly lost, it was viscous and impressive that he was capable of winning that match, but I don't think you should think you can't do it.
She touched his hand and Nick felt his face getting warm, was he getting flustered, did guys get flustered? He would have to ask Madok later about it, after all, Madok was the ladies man.
Shelby: The reason you lost tonight...it wasn't because you couldn't win. It was because you were trying to be someone you aren't.
Nick: Oh yeah? It sure felt like it was me fighting that match and not someone else.
Shelby: I understand that, but listen....the reason you lost is because you are trying too hard to be Pence. You aren't trying to be the Sensational One anymore...you are not being who you can fully be, by trying to emulate him. Sure, Pence was successful, sure he had times when he could rise to the occasion, and be the big star, but you, and Pence are yourselves. There can never be more than one Pence or one Nick. You need to stop trying to be him and strike out on your own. You need to stop trying to force the spotlight on you and instead let the spotlight come to you. This next match, is your big chance, and I'm sure you won't let it slip you by like you did tonight.
Nick: Do you really think so?
Shelby leaned in and kissed him on the cheek politely before leaning back and smiling innocently.
Shelby: I know you will win it, you just have to be yourself, and no one else...promise me that.
Nick flabbergasted by the kiss to the cheek, felt his cheek, and then nodded his head before responding.
Nick: I...yeah...I will be myself, that's a promise.
Shelby: Good. Now, I need to get back to my shift, but I hope I will see you around tomorrow?
Nick: Yeah! I'm sure you will.
Shelby: Take care.
And just as fast as she appeared, Shelby Carson disappeared, and vanished from the Sensational One's sight, but her influence hit him hard. She was right about him and how he was trying to be someone he was not and as he nodded his head in agreement as to what he needed to do, the problems of next Overdrive seemed to fade away, and a new confidence spread over the Sensational One. Nick would then utter:
Nick: Watch out, John. The Sensational One is coming for you.
*Scene bursts to static*
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*Outside of Fox Theater Historical Landmark, Present Day*
The feed comes back from static to show a hot Detroit night, several people are walking down the street talking to each other, and having a good time. As they pass by the theater, these passerby's stop to take a look at a man looking at the building with such glee, and with such enthusiasm. That man is Nick Watson, still hurting, and still walking around gingerly, but none the less enjoying the historical landmark in all of its' splendor. Nick lets out a sigh of delight as he tries to think of the beautiful plays and orchestras that must of played there a long time ago. A few fans stop by and join in, those few fans turn into a bundle, and soon that bundle turns into a mass. Some come because they know the Sensational One, others come because they want to see the building with the crowd, and remember the good old days. Nick turns around, completely unaware to the crowd he has attracted, and then with a look of surprise begins to make his way through the crowd. Shaking hands, having pictures taken, and the like, the camera man, who has been following Nick, finds it really hard to keep up with him, and nearly gets lost, but Nick manages to drag him through the crowd, and out back into the streets of Detroit.
Nick: Sorry about that. I just wanted to see the sights....man oh man this building must have been one of the most rocking buildings in all of Detroit back in the day!
Camera Man: I assume it was, Mr. Watson.
Nick: Lets cut the Watson crap, the Sensational One will have none of that! Not while he is so amped up and so excited to be in the great city of Detroit! The motor city! The heart of industry if you ask me!
Camera Man: I would agree...its good to see the automotive business pick back up here in the States.
Nick: You're damn right its' good! Oh and could you call Madok and tell him to schedule me a tour of the GM automotive factory? I want to meet some average joe smoes just like your's truly!
The camera man goes to put the camera down, but Nick stops him, and begins to speak in a disapproving voice.
Nick: The Sensational One didn't say now! Later! Right now the Sensational One needs to get a lot off his chest and the only man for the job is you Hank! So lets get some recording done now before I lose my train of thought!
Hank picks the camera back up and points it at Nick who is looking off into the distance with a smile on his face. Hank waits for him to turn to the camera before he starts recording. Nick turns to the camera and the red light comes on to show the Sensational One that the recording has began.
Nick: Ladies and gentlemen, it is I! The Sensational One coming live from, Detroit! I am outside of the Fox Theater here in Detroit, a historical landmark, and a beautiful building if I do say so myself! Which I do! This building is amazing, one trip inside, and your imagination will be taken back to a time long ago. Back in the olden days where jazz, swing, plays, and other beautiful types of artistic genius would be put on display, right here.
Nick pauses and looks off into the distance again and shakes his head approvingly. He shakes his head again abruptly as he turned to face the camera again.
Nick: The Sensational One nearly lost his train of thought! Anyway, I'm here in Detroit to wrestle a match, and by a match...I mean one of the greatest matches in Sport's History!
Nick pauses again and then nods twice before tilting his head left and right.
Nick: Okay, maybe I'm exaggerating, but this match is very important to the Sensational One! And do you want to know why? Well it is because I get to go against one of my favorite wrestlers in APW today! John Dionysus! And this guy is a model APW wrestler in the fact that he is a very strong candidate to take me out to pasture and whoop my ass like I'm some kind of red headed step child in a foster home! But do not fear Sensationalites! The Sensational One is not afraid of John, one damn bit because underneath all of that skill and talent and of course his love for long boring monologues. Is a man who is as dysfunctional as they come, oh yeah...dysfunctional. See, I can use big words too!
He has issues alright, he is an ex-alcoholic, and he has psychological issues and I know that not by just reading his profile page that I stole from APW management! Sorry, Jeff needed the info. But, because I also have never seen a man with such a lack of emotion in that ring and if it is an emotion his face still remains stale like this.
Nick pauses and shows a blank face of complete composure, but then cracks up laughing.
Nick: Yeah! Just like that! This guy has issues man, but it doesn't stop me from confessing that I am impressed with him. Yeah, The Sensational One is impressed with you John. He has watched your matches, tape, and read crap tons of information, just about you! But, the Sensational One isn't scared...he isn't backing down...and he is definitely not going to give up an opportunity as awesome as this one!
Nick gestures to the area around him and then keeps speaking, a smile on his face.
Nick: And what better place for the two of us to fight for the chance to go to Test than right here in Detroit! Where America first created the power house industry of auto-motives and opened the gates of opportunity for the future of American automation! You see, John...this place rocks. This place is as solid a place to throw aside my petty feelings of anger and frustration toward Sindicate and management, and become my own man independent from the both of them. It is as good a place as any to make a new start as well, don't you think? And what better way for the Sensational One to make a new start than to win a match against the Xtreme Champion and take his rightful place at Test 4 The Best! The answer is John, there is no better way! And no matter how much I respect you and no matter how much I view you as my equal, I can't help, but feel that I can edge it out here! That I can pull an upset and change the world, just like America did in this very city!
Some fans have gathered around and are cheering with glee at the Sensational One.
Nick: You see, John, you and the Sensational One are a lot a like...minus the boring monologues and lack of emotion! We both fight with our fist and we both put it all on the line every single night. And I expect nothing less from a champion. I expect you are going to come out Thursday with every intention of winning this match and taking away the Sensational One's one chance at going to Test For the Best! But let me tell you this right now...The Sensational One would rather die than see you go to Test! No offense of course. He just doesn't want to see a boring, emotionless champion fight for another championship is all! No offense! You see, John...you already have a championship! You are already, the Xtreme champion. You don't need this! I need this! The Sensationalites need this! And what is better APW needs this!
A Watson chant has erupted among the fans who are now gathering around the Sensational One in mass. Detroit can barely be seen behind Nick because the people are blocking it from view with their cheering forms.
Nick: Lets face it, John...we all know that when it comes down to it, both you and I are not at one hundred percent! We both received an ass whooping at Mayhem and some of us walked out with victories and some of us got cheated out of victories...I'm not pointing any fingers, but I will tell you if I ever see that Sykes boy again I'm gonna make him cry like a bitch! But that's not the point...the point is, I took less of an ass whooping than you did, hell I heard you could barely leave the ring after your match...I at least could walk after two beat downs on the same night, and after spending some time in a hospital am feeling quite a bit better. But yet on your front, it has been silent, and there have been no new's reports of what happened to you, bro!
So what happened? Did you fall off of the face of the earth? Did you break both your hands and your vocal chords and thus have no ability to relay information? Come on, bro...I...The Sensational One, am quite a bit concerned about you! And personally, if I had the funds I would be flying to Boston to find out what the hell your deal is!
Nick pauses and shakes his head.
Nick: The point being is, for a man that is so gifted with words, you seem to lack the ability to keep the people in the know. You see, these fan's care! These fans, they want to know where their Xtreme Champion is, but the fact is you have been quiet, and you sure as hell haven't been around! These people deserve better than that. Oh yeah, they do....and I'm going to give them a better class of athlete! A vocal one, one with a more common tongue, and the ability to actually make a point without boring people! That's what I'm going to give them and the first step to giving them that is by rolling my way through you! I realize it is going to be hard! Hell! I know I'm not going to cake walk through you and I know you have some clear cut advantages over me with all of your ring and military training! I know the risks, but I also know the rewards, and to be fair the risks are worth every bit of the rewards that I would reap from kicking your ass! Also, the fans are just going to have going to have a fangasm when we are fighting!
This is like a dream match! Two fist fighter's from different avenues of life beating up on each other till one of them submits for the one, two, three, and to be honest it doesn't matter who wins because in the end the fans win more than either of us will! Well I guess it does matter...mainly because I want to win and also because if I don't win I get to scrubbing the bottle of the barrel again, and to be quite fair...I don't want to go back there! What good can the Sensational One do riding the pine while everyone else gets to go have fights at Test? The answer is nothing! And I refuse to be left out of the major matches that will take place at Test, I will tell you that!
Nick rubs his goatee and then continues on after a short pause.
Nick: Sure, I didn't have the showing I wanted at Mayhem, and I came up short. Sure, you had a big match, and are still riding the high of beating your nemesis, Harris. However, that doesn't mean that I'm just going to roll over, and die! I will not quit, I will not break, and I sure as hell will not submit to you! I will win this match and I will continue on because it is what I need to do because otherwise...I will go back to being a nothing... You probably don't understand what that is like. I mean you have always been a top guy wherever you have gone and have an amazing career and a decent enough life...save the issues you have and all that jazz...but you have had a good life. Me? Well, I've had a horrible one. And I don't want that sort of life anymore...and it all starts by beating you at Overdrive....
Nick pauses again and looks down.
Nick: The Sensational One knows what being nothing feels like. He knows what its' like for management and other megastars to look down on him like he is a no one or a nobody! He knows this because it has happened for the last month and a half! He knows this because at the end of every week he returns to his hole in the wall apartment and wallows in the nothingness that his home represents! I refuse to live that life style and I refuse to go back to being looked down upon...I will succeed and I will qualify because I am The Sensational One and the winds of change are blowing! It is time for a new top star to be born and his name is Nick Watson!
The fans are cheering as Nick holds up his hands as more "Watson" chants emerge from the cheers as the scene returns to static.
Madok: Holy s**t! He looks like he has been through hell.
Nick: That's because I have. I got thrown off a balcony, slammed on, thrown around a room, and then I got mugged. Needless to say if anything bad happens to me again I'm going to have to ask which god I pissed off.
The scene opens up in a Hospital room, Nick Watson is sitting on one of those crappy beds, and is bandaged up, looking quite a bit hurt, but at the same time he seems to be doing better than he looks. Pence is outside of the hospital room, talking to a doctor about Nick's condition in quite a concerned tone. Nick tries to lay back, but each time he gets close to doing so, he winces in pain, and then after finally getting relaxed he finds himself always having to get back to a sitting position for examinations. So after his third attempt to lay down, he stops, and just sits there, waiting to be examined like a raw piece of meat before it goes to some butcher's shop.
The doctor doesn't take long as he enters the room and looks Nick over and then looks over at Madok who is looking at him. Pence follows, entering the room slowly, and with a look of concern on his face as he looks Nick over. Nick doesn't like the look Pence is giving him and quickly breaks the silence which had began to fall.
Nick: Okay! What is wrong with me, doc?
The doctor looks over at Nick and then replies kindly.
Doctor: Well if it were up to me...I would think it would be best for you to take a week or so off from wrestling to recuperate from the wounds you received tonight, but since your trainer has stated you have a big match, and as such you need to stay ready to go...I don't know what to say. You have a bruised rib, your head was busted open, we stitched that up, and that isn't even mentioning the few hundred scratches you gained from your match.
Nick didn't know what type of big match Pence was talking about, but he knew that if it was big enough to risk further injury then he was in. Giving a weak smile and a thumbs up, Nick retorted.
Nick: No problem, doc...I will try to stay loose for a few days, but as my trainer says: I have a huge match, so there is no way in hell I can take a break from wrestling.
Doctor: Alright, then all I can do is keep you here over-night, and give you some pain medicine in the morning when you leave...I wish you luck, Mr. Watson.
The doctor gave a nod to Pence and Madok before leaving the room to the three of them. Nick itched his head in confusion once the doctor had left and asked a question.
Nick: What match? I don't remember receiving a card or even a promise of a match from Jeff. So what is going on, Pence?
Pence: The reason you have received no notice is because the card is not up, but Jeff called me to let you know just what you're up against.
Nick: Okay, so who am I up against?
Pence paused and looked down at the floor and Nick began to feel a deep feeling of despair in his gut. Madok shook his head and then shouted at Pence.
Madok: Just tell the boy, what the hell he is up against alright!?
Pence: The Xtreme Champion, John Dionysus...and it will be a qualifying match for the Test for the Best tournament.
Nick's eyes went wide, nothing seemed to be going his way at all. He had been barely escaped the cage with all the lions the first time, but now Jeff was throwing him back in again, and this time it looked like he had picked one of the largest lions of them all.
Nick: Its almost...dirty to throw me into this match, especially after being beaten to an inch of my life, and even more so have it be my only way to win a chance to compete at Test.
Pence: I said the same thing, but there isn't much we can do. Jeff is the president of APW and he gets to call the big shots on this show.
Madok: F**k, man...this is just crap!
Nick took a deep sigh and then nodded his head in acceptance.
Nick: I deserve this.
Pence: What did you just say?
Nick winced as he got off of the bed/table and walked over to the door glumly.
Nick: I crossed the line and I made a huge mistake by taking matters into my own hands. This is my just reward for making a total ass-hat of myself.
No one said a word as Nick opened the door and exited, leaving Madok, and Pence sitting alone in the hospital room. Madok looked over at Pence with concern on his face as the scene began to fade to black.
Madok: Do you think he will be okay?
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*Outside*
Nick Watson, sat glumly on a bench at almost two in the morning, and looked down at his hands which were clenched tightly. He had made a decision to put himself in harm's way to try and make a difference and what it had got him was only pain. Nick unclenched his fists and then let out a long sigh of frustration before leaning back to look at the sky. The sky was beautiful, clear, and cold, he liked the cold to be honest. It was refreshing to be cold over hot like he usually was in Nevada and he was quite enjoying just thinking things through out in the cold when a feminine voice entered his range of hearing.
Voice: Do you think you should be out here in the cold like this?
Nick looked over to see a beautiful young lady walking over to him, with concern on her face, and after seeing his face he could tell she knew who he was. She walked over calmly before sitting down next to him and looking him over. Nick did the same by looking her over, and instantly knew she was either a doctor in training or a nurse by her attire.
Woman: You are...Nick Watson, right?
Nick: Yep, that's me, and you are?
Woman: Shelby Carson.
Nick: Its' nice to meet you, Shelby. I would shake your hand if I didn't think my hand would shatter...my whole body kind of feels like I got rolled over by a steam roller right now.
Shelby: I know...I saw your match on television. It was rough losing to Sykes, but I hope it hasn't gotten you down...has it?
Shelby spoke politely and softly, her voice to Nick made him feel so much better, and it was as if she was healing him just by her being near him. He shook his head and then replied kindly.
Nick: No, but my next match is what is getting me down. You see its' for Test for the Best...I have to beat John Dionysus to win a chance to compete there, and I don't know if I can do it with how battered and broken I am right now, you know?
Shelby laughed and Nick just looked at her in confusion as she replied.
Shelby: More than likely John is in just the same state you are in. He had a hard match and nearly lost, it was viscous and impressive that he was capable of winning that match, but I don't think you should think you can't do it.
She touched his hand and Nick felt his face getting warm, was he getting flustered, did guys get flustered? He would have to ask Madok later about it, after all, Madok was the ladies man.
Shelby: The reason you lost tonight...it wasn't because you couldn't win. It was because you were trying to be someone you aren't.
Nick: Oh yeah? It sure felt like it was me fighting that match and not someone else.
Shelby: I understand that, but listen....the reason you lost is because you are trying too hard to be Pence. You aren't trying to be the Sensational One anymore...you are not being who you can fully be, by trying to emulate him. Sure, Pence was successful, sure he had times when he could rise to the occasion, and be the big star, but you, and Pence are yourselves. There can never be more than one Pence or one Nick. You need to stop trying to be him and strike out on your own. You need to stop trying to force the spotlight on you and instead let the spotlight come to you. This next match, is your big chance, and I'm sure you won't let it slip you by like you did tonight.
Nick: Do you really think so?
Shelby leaned in and kissed him on the cheek politely before leaning back and smiling innocently.
Shelby: I know you will win it, you just have to be yourself, and no one else...promise me that.
Nick flabbergasted by the kiss to the cheek, felt his cheek, and then nodded his head before responding.
Nick: I...yeah...I will be myself, that's a promise.
Shelby: Good. Now, I need to get back to my shift, but I hope I will see you around tomorrow?
Nick: Yeah! I'm sure you will.
Shelby: Take care.
And just as fast as she appeared, Shelby Carson disappeared, and vanished from the Sensational One's sight, but her influence hit him hard. She was right about him and how he was trying to be someone he was not and as he nodded his head in agreement as to what he needed to do, the problems of next Overdrive seemed to fade away, and a new confidence spread over the Sensational One. Nick would then utter:
Nick: Watch out, John. The Sensational One is coming for you.
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*Outside of Fox Theater Historical Landmark, Present Day*
The feed comes back from static to show a hot Detroit night, several people are walking down the street talking to each other, and having a good time. As they pass by the theater, these passerby's stop to take a look at a man looking at the building with such glee, and with such enthusiasm. That man is Nick Watson, still hurting, and still walking around gingerly, but none the less enjoying the historical landmark in all of its' splendor. Nick lets out a sigh of delight as he tries to think of the beautiful plays and orchestras that must of played there a long time ago. A few fans stop by and join in, those few fans turn into a bundle, and soon that bundle turns into a mass. Some come because they know the Sensational One, others come because they want to see the building with the crowd, and remember the good old days. Nick turns around, completely unaware to the crowd he has attracted, and then with a look of surprise begins to make his way through the crowd. Shaking hands, having pictures taken, and the like, the camera man, who has been following Nick, finds it really hard to keep up with him, and nearly gets lost, but Nick manages to drag him through the crowd, and out back into the streets of Detroit.
Nick: Sorry about that. I just wanted to see the sights....man oh man this building must have been one of the most rocking buildings in all of Detroit back in the day!
Camera Man: I assume it was, Mr. Watson.
Nick: Lets cut the Watson crap, the Sensational One will have none of that! Not while he is so amped up and so excited to be in the great city of Detroit! The motor city! The heart of industry if you ask me!
Camera Man: I would agree...its good to see the automotive business pick back up here in the States.
Nick: You're damn right its' good! Oh and could you call Madok and tell him to schedule me a tour of the GM automotive factory? I want to meet some average joe smoes just like your's truly!
The camera man goes to put the camera down, but Nick stops him, and begins to speak in a disapproving voice.
Nick: The Sensational One didn't say now! Later! Right now the Sensational One needs to get a lot off his chest and the only man for the job is you Hank! So lets get some recording done now before I lose my train of thought!
Hank picks the camera back up and points it at Nick who is looking off into the distance with a smile on his face. Hank waits for him to turn to the camera before he starts recording. Nick turns to the camera and the red light comes on to show the Sensational One that the recording has began.
Nick: Ladies and gentlemen, it is I! The Sensational One coming live from, Detroit! I am outside of the Fox Theater here in Detroit, a historical landmark, and a beautiful building if I do say so myself! Which I do! This building is amazing, one trip inside, and your imagination will be taken back to a time long ago. Back in the olden days where jazz, swing, plays, and other beautiful types of artistic genius would be put on display, right here.
Nick pauses and looks off into the distance again and shakes his head approvingly. He shakes his head again abruptly as he turned to face the camera again.
Nick: The Sensational One nearly lost his train of thought! Anyway, I'm here in Detroit to wrestle a match, and by a match...I mean one of the greatest matches in Sport's History!
Nick pauses again and then nods twice before tilting his head left and right.
Nick: Okay, maybe I'm exaggerating, but this match is very important to the Sensational One! And do you want to know why? Well it is because I get to go against one of my favorite wrestlers in APW today! John Dionysus! And this guy is a model APW wrestler in the fact that he is a very strong candidate to take me out to pasture and whoop my ass like I'm some kind of red headed step child in a foster home! But do not fear Sensationalites! The Sensational One is not afraid of John, one damn bit because underneath all of that skill and talent and of course his love for long boring monologues. Is a man who is as dysfunctional as they come, oh yeah...dysfunctional. See, I can use big words too!
He has issues alright, he is an ex-alcoholic, and he has psychological issues and I know that not by just reading his profile page that I stole from APW management! Sorry, Jeff needed the info. But, because I also have never seen a man with such a lack of emotion in that ring and if it is an emotion his face still remains stale like this.
Nick pauses and shows a blank face of complete composure, but then cracks up laughing.
Nick: Yeah! Just like that! This guy has issues man, but it doesn't stop me from confessing that I am impressed with him. Yeah, The Sensational One is impressed with you John. He has watched your matches, tape, and read crap tons of information, just about you! But, the Sensational One isn't scared...he isn't backing down...and he is definitely not going to give up an opportunity as awesome as this one!
Nick gestures to the area around him and then keeps speaking, a smile on his face.
Nick: And what better place for the two of us to fight for the chance to go to Test than right here in Detroit! Where America first created the power house industry of auto-motives and opened the gates of opportunity for the future of American automation! You see, John...this place rocks. This place is as solid a place to throw aside my petty feelings of anger and frustration toward Sindicate and management, and become my own man independent from the both of them. It is as good a place as any to make a new start as well, don't you think? And what better way for the Sensational One to make a new start than to win a match against the Xtreme Champion and take his rightful place at Test 4 The Best! The answer is John, there is no better way! And no matter how much I respect you and no matter how much I view you as my equal, I can't help, but feel that I can edge it out here! That I can pull an upset and change the world, just like America did in this very city!
Some fans have gathered around and are cheering with glee at the Sensational One.
Nick: You see, John, you and the Sensational One are a lot a like...minus the boring monologues and lack of emotion! We both fight with our fist and we both put it all on the line every single night. And I expect nothing less from a champion. I expect you are going to come out Thursday with every intention of winning this match and taking away the Sensational One's one chance at going to Test For the Best! But let me tell you this right now...The Sensational One would rather die than see you go to Test! No offense of course. He just doesn't want to see a boring, emotionless champion fight for another championship is all! No offense! You see, John...you already have a championship! You are already, the Xtreme champion. You don't need this! I need this! The Sensationalites need this! And what is better APW needs this!
A Watson chant has erupted among the fans who are now gathering around the Sensational One in mass. Detroit can barely be seen behind Nick because the people are blocking it from view with their cheering forms.
Nick: Lets face it, John...we all know that when it comes down to it, both you and I are not at one hundred percent! We both received an ass whooping at Mayhem and some of us walked out with victories and some of us got cheated out of victories...I'm not pointing any fingers, but I will tell you if I ever see that Sykes boy again I'm gonna make him cry like a bitch! But that's not the point...the point is, I took less of an ass whooping than you did, hell I heard you could barely leave the ring after your match...I at least could walk after two beat downs on the same night, and after spending some time in a hospital am feeling quite a bit better. But yet on your front, it has been silent, and there have been no new's reports of what happened to you, bro!
So what happened? Did you fall off of the face of the earth? Did you break both your hands and your vocal chords and thus have no ability to relay information? Come on, bro...I...The Sensational One, am quite a bit concerned about you! And personally, if I had the funds I would be flying to Boston to find out what the hell your deal is!
Nick pauses and shakes his head.
Nick: The point being is, for a man that is so gifted with words, you seem to lack the ability to keep the people in the know. You see, these fan's care! These fans, they want to know where their Xtreme Champion is, but the fact is you have been quiet, and you sure as hell haven't been around! These people deserve better than that. Oh yeah, they do....and I'm going to give them a better class of athlete! A vocal one, one with a more common tongue, and the ability to actually make a point without boring people! That's what I'm going to give them and the first step to giving them that is by rolling my way through you! I realize it is going to be hard! Hell! I know I'm not going to cake walk through you and I know you have some clear cut advantages over me with all of your ring and military training! I know the risks, but I also know the rewards, and to be fair the risks are worth every bit of the rewards that I would reap from kicking your ass! Also, the fans are just going to have going to have a fangasm when we are fighting!
This is like a dream match! Two fist fighter's from different avenues of life beating up on each other till one of them submits for the one, two, three, and to be honest it doesn't matter who wins because in the end the fans win more than either of us will! Well I guess it does matter...mainly because I want to win and also because if I don't win I get to scrubbing the bottle of the barrel again, and to be quite fair...I don't want to go back there! What good can the Sensational One do riding the pine while everyone else gets to go have fights at Test? The answer is nothing! And I refuse to be left out of the major matches that will take place at Test, I will tell you that!
Nick rubs his goatee and then continues on after a short pause.
Nick: Sure, I didn't have the showing I wanted at Mayhem, and I came up short. Sure, you had a big match, and are still riding the high of beating your nemesis, Harris. However, that doesn't mean that I'm just going to roll over, and die! I will not quit, I will not break, and I sure as hell will not submit to you! I will win this match and I will continue on because it is what I need to do because otherwise...I will go back to being a nothing... You probably don't understand what that is like. I mean you have always been a top guy wherever you have gone and have an amazing career and a decent enough life...save the issues you have and all that jazz...but you have had a good life. Me? Well, I've had a horrible one. And I don't want that sort of life anymore...and it all starts by beating you at Overdrive....
Nick pauses again and looks down.
Nick: The Sensational One knows what being nothing feels like. He knows what its' like for management and other megastars to look down on him like he is a no one or a nobody! He knows this because it has happened for the last month and a half! He knows this because at the end of every week he returns to his hole in the wall apartment and wallows in the nothingness that his home represents! I refuse to live that life style and I refuse to go back to being looked down upon...I will succeed and I will qualify because I am The Sensational One and the winds of change are blowing! It is time for a new top star to be born and his name is Nick Watson!
The fans are cheering as Nick holds up his hands as more "Watson" chants emerge from the cheers as the scene returns to static.
