Post by The Xtremist on Apr 14, 2008 1:04:45 GMT -4
Revenge. A dish best served cold. Or in the case of Sex and Violence, vengeance is best served by chair shots and Singapore canes. Tony Blackwell, the new APW Xtreme champion was sitting in the back of the arena in Haymarket Australia, letting the trainer set his broken nose and suture up his wounds. At the beginning of the show Tony had beaten his brother for the title, ending The Career Killers streak and reign. The normally joyous occasion was ended abruptly by an unexpected attack. Sergeant Kenny Lambardo, the APW Heavyweight Champion, Tony’s friend and Sex and Violence warrior. The Betrayl continued as “Spirit” Tara Jacobs, a new recruit to the stable, attacked Fyre Angel after their loss to Sabur and Razor Ryan. Diana Steel rounded up the group of turncoats, bringing down the amount of talent in S and V plus bringing a threat to the Blackwell name.
Trevor: Tony, I made a call after that bitch’s promo. You have a tag match next week with one of our allies against Kenny and Diana.
The doctor finished working on the Xtremist and left the room, leaving his suture equipment in with the two hardcore legends. Tony jumped off the table he was on and pulled the Blackwell Armor onto his body. The leather trench coat slid barely an inch above the floor, giving the item a cape look.
Tony: Who am I working with bro? Who will help me break the traitor in half, then watch me tear into the Kaotic “ gods” fiancé like the New York hooker she is. [/color
As if on cue the door to the makeshift medical room opened, and the White Lion Michael Lively appeared, wearing half a pair of handcuffs on his wrist. He was badly bruised but standing from his four way cage match.
Trevor: Tony, meet your tag partner and ally Michael Lively. I know you two have already met, but I called him here so you can both be acquainted. I have more calls and shit to make. Tony Ill catch you later. Lion….don’t fuck around.
Trevor walked from the room, leaving the Xtreme champ alone with Lively. The two men had faced off before in the ring, with Tony coming out on top due to Mike’s lack of focus.
Mike Lively: Listen Tony, I’m not happy about the teaming up thing. But someone has to take Kenny’s ego down a notch. And who better then the man who beat him right?
Tony pulled a bottle from his jacket and took a long swig. The night was dragging on for him, becoming a never ending chain of fucked up events. As the bottle was placed down, another person entered the room. Emry, the Sex and Violence cameraman, came in with camera in tow.
Emry: Tony, there ready for you in the ring. The fans are going fucking nuts right now. They want to get reactions from Sex and Violence about the split and your thoughts on the match. Oh Mike, Trevor passed a message from Razor Ryan to me. Go with Tony to the ring and watch his back. This could get ugly very quickly and we can’t afford to lose our champion to the C.O.K. suckers.
The White Lion looked at Emry with a look only an untamed beast could meet. He resented the fact that a mere camera man had given him the order to follow his tag team partner. But since Razor Ryan, Revolution X’s leader, had sent the original order he would oblige. Tony laughed as he placed his armor back onto his body, grabbing his title belt off a nearby counter. With Emry in tow, The Xtremist and The White Lion left the locker room to head out and see the crowd.
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The lights dimmed in the arena as Slipknots “Wait and Bleed” filled the hearts and minds of fans in attendance. As the beat grew into a more hardcore style Tony walked onto the top of the ramp. Michael Lively followed, smiling like a young Kenny Lambardo who still actually cared for his followers and fans. The two men struck their signature poses, allowing some time for Emry to go down the ramp and set up his equipment. The Power bomb Prince and Lively made their way down ring and slid in. Michael sat on the closest turnbuckle to watch for the enemy, be it paladin or god. Tony on the other hand held his title up for all of his fans and all of the disbelievers. He placed the hardware store belt on his left shoulder and had a mike tossed over. The younger Blackwell brother tried to bring the Microphone to his lips but the chants and roar of the arena overshadowed even the powerful speakers inside. The champ smiled to his fans and let them get their emotion out. Once they quieted down Tony spoke to them.
Tony: My fans…thank you for your support. It is thanks to you all that I am here today as your Xtreme Champion. But I alone do not hold this belt. Every person who had a cloud of doubt, a shadow on top of them, holds the title with me. But even with this great turn of events and fate I can not come out here to celebrate. As you all saw after my match, Kao….I mean Kenny Lambardo attacked my brother. This event signified the end of not only MR. Lombardo’s partnership with Sex and Violence, but the end of two other significant pieces of history. First, it was the end of the brotherhood. Kenny and I have had our fights and bouts in our careers, but we always had each others backs when the time came. Now he has broken the links of the chain that bound me to him. With his attack on my family, my blood, he declared war on not only Trevor but myself and Kristina.
The crowd had a mixed reaction. Some thought it was about time the Kaotic god left. Others were appalled at the same mans change in persona since he won the title.
Tony: Second, tonight’s scuffle ended a god’s reign over the realm of APW. With his turn on the fans, Kenny became as weak as any other man or woman. Without believers a god is nothing but a preaching orator. To me he is no longer the god of Kaos; he is just another notch to add to my belt here in APW. Next week I face him and Diana in a tag match. My partner, as you may have guessed, is none other than the only man to hand Ken a singles loss here in this company “The White Lion” Michael Lively.
Mike raised his arms in a mocking “I am God” pose. The fans cheered at this display of pride and cockiness. In their eyes Mike was their new messiah, their future Kaotic.
Tony: Now I didn’t just come out here to bitch about the Marine Heavyweight Champion. No, I also came to send a message to his fiancé Diana. Don’t fuck with me. I am no longer the kid in the shadows. I have grown into this trade, learned how to work on and off camera. Now I am not just a Blackwell Brother but a Blackwell Soldier, royalty in this business. I don’t not follow Trevor anymore but instead stand beside him to fight against those who not only piss me off but fuck over their fans. Both you and your former god fiancé turned your backs on us and the blood of the business, the ones standing and sitting the crowd right here tonight. This coming Monday I will show you how much the little brother has grown. As you stare up from ringside, lifeless and helpless to help your man, remember you brought this upon yourself. I will treat you like any other wrestler. I will break your bones and rip muscle to take you down. Nothing….no only one thing is sacred. And that one thing is Skylar. She is innocent as of now. My niece, my blood, will not be touched by anyone on either side. But other than the little one nothing is safe. Your body will bruise and bleed; your soul will weep and wail. And your mind will snap from the torture I will reign upon your body.
The Xtremist pulled a bottle from his jacket and held it up.
Tony: To show both of my opponents, to let all those around me know how serious I am taking this situation I will do something I never thought I would need or WANT to do.
Tony threw the bottle up the ramp, making the glass object shatter and spread its contents. The fans went silent, not knowing what to say. Lively and Emry looked to one another and exchanged worried looks. Was Tony snapping already, letting the Church of Kaos get to him?
Tony: No more boozing, no more drugging. From now on I will be focused on only two things, those two being my fans and my family. Church of Kaos, if you want the peace though your Kaotic ways then prepare for war against the established dynasty, the order of life. The strong survive, and the strong ones here in APW are the ones who care for their fans, care for the ones that pay to see us and allow us to get paid. Absorb that for awhile my opponents….I will see you in a week.
Tony turned his mic off and placed it in the center of the ring. Emry gathered his gear, satisfied with his recording of Tony’s speech. Lively jumped off his turnbuckle and started making his way to the exit. The Xtremist held his title high up for all to see, then slid out of the ring up to the stage. As he passed the broken bottle he gave the remains a strong stomp, showing the defiance to alcohol he spoke about. As the tag team reached the top of the ramp they about faced, now looking back to the ring. Each man raised their left hand up. Lively had a closed fist and a stern look, while Tony shared the look but held his title. They nodded to the crowd then to each other, turning to go in the back after second nod.
Trevor: Tony, I made a call after that bitch’s promo. You have a tag match next week with one of our allies against Kenny and Diana.
The doctor finished working on the Xtremist and left the room, leaving his suture equipment in with the two hardcore legends. Tony jumped off the table he was on and pulled the Blackwell Armor onto his body. The leather trench coat slid barely an inch above the floor, giving the item a cape look.
Tony: Who am I working with bro? Who will help me break the traitor in half, then watch me tear into the Kaotic “ gods” fiancé like the New York hooker she is. [/color
As if on cue the door to the makeshift medical room opened, and the White Lion Michael Lively appeared, wearing half a pair of handcuffs on his wrist. He was badly bruised but standing from his four way cage match.
Trevor: Tony, meet your tag partner and ally Michael Lively. I know you two have already met, but I called him here so you can both be acquainted. I have more calls and shit to make. Tony Ill catch you later. Lion….don’t fuck around.
Trevor walked from the room, leaving the Xtreme champ alone with Lively. The two men had faced off before in the ring, with Tony coming out on top due to Mike’s lack of focus.
Mike Lively: Listen Tony, I’m not happy about the teaming up thing. But someone has to take Kenny’s ego down a notch. And who better then the man who beat him right?
Tony pulled a bottle from his jacket and took a long swig. The night was dragging on for him, becoming a never ending chain of fucked up events. As the bottle was placed down, another person entered the room. Emry, the Sex and Violence cameraman, came in with camera in tow.
Emry: Tony, there ready for you in the ring. The fans are going fucking nuts right now. They want to get reactions from Sex and Violence about the split and your thoughts on the match. Oh Mike, Trevor passed a message from Razor Ryan to me. Go with Tony to the ring and watch his back. This could get ugly very quickly and we can’t afford to lose our champion to the C.O.K. suckers.
The White Lion looked at Emry with a look only an untamed beast could meet. He resented the fact that a mere camera man had given him the order to follow his tag team partner. But since Razor Ryan, Revolution X’s leader, had sent the original order he would oblige. Tony laughed as he placed his armor back onto his body, grabbing his title belt off a nearby counter. With Emry in tow, The Xtremist and The White Lion left the locker room to head out and see the crowd.
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The lights dimmed in the arena as Slipknots “Wait and Bleed” filled the hearts and minds of fans in attendance. As the beat grew into a more hardcore style Tony walked onto the top of the ramp. Michael Lively followed, smiling like a young Kenny Lambardo who still actually cared for his followers and fans. The two men struck their signature poses, allowing some time for Emry to go down the ramp and set up his equipment. The Power bomb Prince and Lively made their way down ring and slid in. Michael sat on the closest turnbuckle to watch for the enemy, be it paladin or god. Tony on the other hand held his title up for all of his fans and all of the disbelievers. He placed the hardware store belt on his left shoulder and had a mike tossed over. The younger Blackwell brother tried to bring the Microphone to his lips but the chants and roar of the arena overshadowed even the powerful speakers inside. The champ smiled to his fans and let them get their emotion out. Once they quieted down Tony spoke to them.
Tony: My fans…thank you for your support. It is thanks to you all that I am here today as your Xtreme Champion. But I alone do not hold this belt. Every person who had a cloud of doubt, a shadow on top of them, holds the title with me. But even with this great turn of events and fate I can not come out here to celebrate. As you all saw after my match, Kao….I mean Kenny Lambardo attacked my brother. This event signified the end of not only MR. Lombardo’s partnership with Sex and Violence, but the end of two other significant pieces of history. First, it was the end of the brotherhood. Kenny and I have had our fights and bouts in our careers, but we always had each others backs when the time came. Now he has broken the links of the chain that bound me to him. With his attack on my family, my blood, he declared war on not only Trevor but myself and Kristina.
The crowd had a mixed reaction. Some thought it was about time the Kaotic god left. Others were appalled at the same mans change in persona since he won the title.
Tony: Second, tonight’s scuffle ended a god’s reign over the realm of APW. With his turn on the fans, Kenny became as weak as any other man or woman. Without believers a god is nothing but a preaching orator. To me he is no longer the god of Kaos; he is just another notch to add to my belt here in APW. Next week I face him and Diana in a tag match. My partner, as you may have guessed, is none other than the only man to hand Ken a singles loss here in this company “The White Lion” Michael Lively.
Mike raised his arms in a mocking “I am God” pose. The fans cheered at this display of pride and cockiness. In their eyes Mike was their new messiah, their future Kaotic.
Tony: Now I didn’t just come out here to bitch about the Marine Heavyweight Champion. No, I also came to send a message to his fiancé Diana. Don’t fuck with me. I am no longer the kid in the shadows. I have grown into this trade, learned how to work on and off camera. Now I am not just a Blackwell Brother but a Blackwell Soldier, royalty in this business. I don’t not follow Trevor anymore but instead stand beside him to fight against those who not only piss me off but fuck over their fans. Both you and your former god fiancé turned your backs on us and the blood of the business, the ones standing and sitting the crowd right here tonight. This coming Monday I will show you how much the little brother has grown. As you stare up from ringside, lifeless and helpless to help your man, remember you brought this upon yourself. I will treat you like any other wrestler. I will break your bones and rip muscle to take you down. Nothing….no only one thing is sacred. And that one thing is Skylar. She is innocent as of now. My niece, my blood, will not be touched by anyone on either side. But other than the little one nothing is safe. Your body will bruise and bleed; your soul will weep and wail. And your mind will snap from the torture I will reign upon your body.
The Xtremist pulled a bottle from his jacket and held it up.
Tony: To show both of my opponents, to let all those around me know how serious I am taking this situation I will do something I never thought I would need or WANT to do.
Tony threw the bottle up the ramp, making the glass object shatter and spread its contents. The fans went silent, not knowing what to say. Lively and Emry looked to one another and exchanged worried looks. Was Tony snapping already, letting the Church of Kaos get to him?
Tony: No more boozing, no more drugging. From now on I will be focused on only two things, those two being my fans and my family. Church of Kaos, if you want the peace though your Kaotic ways then prepare for war against the established dynasty, the order of life. The strong survive, and the strong ones here in APW are the ones who care for their fans, care for the ones that pay to see us and allow us to get paid. Absorb that for awhile my opponents….I will see you in a week.
Tony turned his mic off and placed it in the center of the ring. Emry gathered his gear, satisfied with his recording of Tony’s speech. Lively jumped off his turnbuckle and started making his way to the exit. The Xtremist held his title high up for all to see, then slid out of the ring up to the stage. As he passed the broken bottle he gave the remains a strong stomp, showing the defiance to alcohol he spoke about. As the tag team reached the top of the ramp they about faced, now looking back to the ring. Each man raised their left hand up. Lively had a closed fist and a stern look, while Tony shared the look but held his title. They nodded to the crowd then to each other, turning to go in the back after second nod.
