Post by Shadow on Jan 16, 2013 19:51:48 GMT -4
[glow=lightblue,9,200]THEN...[/glow]
Chase: No! Don't do it, Shadow! You'll kill him!
[shadow=purple,left,600]Shockwave 2009[/shadow]
The Steel cage match that rocked APW. Shadow is standing on the top of the cage, teetering as he holds Biggs up for the Eclipse. The fans are cheering!
Harvey: Shadow's looking to put the exclamation point on this match up by giving Biggs the Eclipse from the top of the cage! That's over a 10 foot drop to the ring!
However, before Shadow can pull the move off, Biggs starts driving his knees into the back of Shadow, and hits with such force on the last blow that he slips free of the hold, and knocks Shadow back down into the ring! Biggs, however, falls all the way down to the arena floor!
Tony Ferrari: Here is your winner, and the new APW Overdrive Champion, Biggs!
The first real taste of Biggs and Shadow’s history. Weeks later Shadow got his rematch with Biggs for the Overdrive Title. However...
Biggs signals to Chris Cyrus that he wants Cyrus to grab his belt! The Beast hops up on the apron grabbing the ref's attention. Cyrus makes a dash for the belt! As Cyrus reaches the table, Slade gets there too and the two men get ahold of the Overdrive Championship belt, tugging back and forth on it!
Harvey: This match is getting out of control!
Biggs is still stomping away at Shadow in the ring as Cyrus and Slade fight over the belt! Cyrus gives Slade a swift kick to the nuts, and takes the belt! Assassin comes around and grabs The Beast's legs out from beneath him, forcing him to fall off the apron! Cyrus tosses the belt into Biggs, who catches it and motions for Shadow to get up! The ref turns around right in time to see Biggs nail Shadow in the skull with the Overdrive Championship belt, and calls for the bell!
[shadow=purple,left,600]Overdrive 2012[/shadow]
The AKA’s first match back. Slade and Sr. Guapo are duking it out at ringside while Shadow and Stan are in the rind. Stan is tossed over the ropes and lands on the apron. Then Shadow gives him a quick Forearm to the Face! Shadow then grabs Stan in position for a Suplex and hoists him up, but as he has Stan elevated in the air, Biggs reaches in and pulls Shadow's feet out from under him! The ref doesn't see it, and Stan falls across Shadow as they hit the mat. The ref makes the count while Biggs keeps a hold on Shadow's feet, 1...2...3!!!
[glow=Gray,9,200]NOW...[/glow]
Shadow stands in the kitchenette of his hotel room, phone pressed to his ear.
“I'll tell you right now, I don’t want to do it. Not because I don't trust you, just because I don't do gimmick shows.”
His voice seems exacerbated. Shadow leans his head back and exhales slowly. He does not want to be taking this phone call. There's alot of things he's doing this week he doesn't want to do.
“Biggs, listen. 'Thank you' for the opportunity, but I don’t want to be on First Contact.”
The voice on the other end of the phone is barely audible, but people can hear Biggs voice.
“It will be fun Shadow, we can go out there have a few laughs, I even got a surprise for you. All you have to do is trust me.”
“Trust you, trust you? How do you expect me to do that? You have screwed me every chance you could get.”
“Shadow...”
“No Biggs, Let’s just do this match and be done with it. I'm better off on my own and you're better off if I don't know that you exist.”
“I didn't want to break it to you this way, but you’re too late. I talked to Johnny Rebel. He already scheduled you on First Contact. Be at Victoria Square tonight before sunset.”
“You underhanded weasel, going behind my ba...”
“Hey! Come on, there's no need for name calling, Shadow. I've been nothing but civil.
Shadow lets out another long breath. He closes his eyes. Shadow's not worried about his opponents, he's honestly worried about what he's going to do to them; and possibly his tag partner if the situation gets out of hand. Shadow takes a second and begins to speak calmly again.
"Fine, Biggs. I'll be there. I'll do your little show, but if you try anything..."
"Dude? What is it going to take for you to trust me?”
Shadow doesn’t respond. His blood is boiling again. Without a word, Shadow hurls his cell phone across the room. It smashes against the wall opposite his bed and shatters as he says to no one.
“Dropping dead would be a nice start.”
The camera focuses on Shadow’s face, flushed with anger. He is seething, breathing fire from his lungs. Shadow hates where things are going. Inside he feels his stomach lurch. He wants to hurt someone, he needs to vent his frustrations on somebody-anybody. Biggs would be the perfect body; however, they have to tag now. Even saying it in his head sounded sarcastic. No, Level One and Evan Envi would have to suffice. Thinking about that, Shadow smiles.
Did Johnny Rebel not hear me last week? Or is this a test? I hate tests. Do you really expect me to play nice with Biggs. I would much rather rip out his insides and play with them. However, since we have to be all buddy/buddy on this one, fine. Level One and Evan Envi, you two get to suffer.
Biggs, to say we’ve had our differences is more than an understatement. We’ve been at war with one another for years and now we have to work together? I don’t trust you but since we're booked like this, I’ll work with you. Maybe you'll hold up you end for once. We do have the opportunity to decimate the two most overzealous assholes on the Overdrive roster. Interesting thing is that we both want to beat the crap out of Level One and I am sure you are pretty pissed at Evan Envi after the bullshit finish from last week. Maybe it will humble you. I truly hope so. And since we both have it in for Evan and Lester, I think we can work the strategy I ran with Azrael. You take Eniv, I'll smash Lester. Get it: the enemy of my enemy can be my ally, just this once.
So does this mean I finally get my hands on Level One? That sounds awesome! I’m not going to lie to you Lester; I’ve been waiting for this for a long time. You and I have been on a collision course for as long as I have been waging war against Evan Envi, it’s about damn time you and I get to go round and round again. Last time we squared off I had Slade as a tag partner. Hell last time was the triple threat tag match. How can you forget? I phoned that match in, you lucky son of a bitch. Too bad I’m all in tonight.
And as I recall, last time I had words for you Level One; I planned on tearing your little world apart. Back when you and your buddies ran the Sindicate you were planning on wiping out all the mid-carders. You felt safe, I bet you still feel safe, even after all this time. I told you then and I am telling you now; you’re living on borrowed time, Lester.
But enough about you, I’m sure you’re wondering what have I been up to after all this time? Well, since we last talked Lester I’ve been all over! Let’s see, I went to Meltdown, did that whole kick the crap out of the mid-carder spiel. In fact, I did that better than you ever could. And after walking all over everyone for several months I figured ‘Why spend all my time here? There are bigger fish to fry.’ And here you are.
It’s funny too because last week Slade was running his mouth about how he was the one always getting to fight you and I have to say this puts a smile on my face.
(Shadow smiles a dark, evil grin)
So tell me, how does it feel to have your old buddy Johnny Rebel to throw you to the big bad wolf?
And thank you, Johnny Rebel. I mean, you could have made it a handicap match, I would much rather have no one watching my back than Biggs. However, since we have to and Biggs is actually acting like he’s manned up for this, let’s go wild.
But back to Level One. Do you still think I’m not good enough? I mean, back then you promised to mow me down. What happened? You planned to put me down like I was nothing; you said you'd make me respect you. You want to talk about respect? Okay let’s talk about how no one has ever respected you. I’d honestly love for you to try and beat some sense into me. Show me a real fight. Back in May you chalked me up to being just some has-been whose return to glory was already waning. Want to say that again?
I can’t recall having my career in a better position. I’ve torn through everyone in APW and now I am finally getting my reward: You. This ass kicking has been put off for far too long. You need to learn your place in the world Lester, at my feet. I know you Lester, you think that you're infallible. You're not. Mark my words, I'll find every flaw, every fault in you and through those I will break you. I will pick your cheap carcass apart piece by bloody piece.
So yeah I dont have any respect for you Lester. You blatantly ignore everything that has happened and live in your own little special world where everyone bows to you, not me. I will never respect you; you were a piss poor champion, shitty father and a living punch line.
Bottom line Lester is you may be the first level but I will always be the final boss. However, there’s no special code, secret weapon or cheat that will overcome me. And since you refuse to accept the truth, I guess I’ll just have to beat it into you. I will humble you, hell no I will teach you fear. It must be nice to live up in the clouds like you do. I can’t wait to drag you down to hell, my world. A world of pure pain and torment for people just like you.
Yeah people like you and Evan Envi.
Oh, Evan, Evan, Evan. How I’ve waited for this moment. I mean last week, I just longed to wrap my hands around your throat and do that thing that makes me feel like god. I have been patient. I waited and I sat on my hands with my thumbs up my ass. Now I am finally getting thrust back into the thick of it.
Everyone wonders who the better man between us is, Evan. I know who it is, it’s me. Come on. You’ve had to jump me from behind, attack me with friends and ran like a bitch whenever I charged after you. They have a word for people like you Evan: loser.
You don’t like me calling you that do you? You don’t like being reminded how insignificant you are compared to someone like me?
Slade was right, I've been way too nice, too polite. I'll admit that there's always been a darkness in my heart; a seed. I think it’s time to nurture that wonderful little black heart and make sure it brings out the worst in me to do the worst to you.
So let me make one thing perfectly clear for you assholes. I am done playing games. Lester, I know you heard this before, but I was limited and I the rules weren’t properly stated. So yeah, I was really bothered back then. I mean I had this whole great plan all laid out for you: careful, intricate. But last time, I got bored. My leg started to cramp. I’ll be stretched and ready to go tonight. Don’t fret. I wouldn’t want to get a Charlie-horse when I stuff my boot down your throat.
Don’t think I forgot about you, Evan. I could never forget about my true target in all of this. Like I said, I’ve been waiting to face you for forever. And how safe do you feel tonight? Did siding with Lester make you sleep any better? What? Was Delikado not good enough to watch your back on this one? I always knew you’d toss that dwarf aside when you found someone else. Lester, Dionysus who is your new tag partner anyway?
Can’t make up your mind between men, huh Brokeback? Must be tough having to all these dicks waiting to pork you. I can say with all honesty I have never had that issue, I’m straight. I always knew you were a butt pirate Evan.
So does that mean Lester finally came out of the closet? I figured, what with the whole spelling of your faction having the emphasis on “Sin” and all. Well it’s good that after all those partners you went through Lester you found yourself a nice metrosexual to pound.
Okay enough with the gay comments, I mean I could use the word ‘pound’ as a transition into this next bit but that seems too cliche. Instead, I’ll just get to the point. I’m pissed. I’m pissed I have to be in a tag match yet again and I’m angry because I have my one of my worst enemies as a tag partner again. So no, I don’t want to ‘share my feelings’ and I don’t want to ‘hug it out.’ I just want that bell to ring and me to be the legal man. I really don’t care which of you two is on the other side of the ring. I just want to look one of you in the eye, and then I will share my feelings.
After all this time I’ve waited and watched the Overdrive roster. I played Evan Envi’s little ring around the Cuban, chased my way through Delikado, trying to earn my big match with the one Meltdown Megastar who slipped through my fingers. You’ve been too much of a coward to face me like a man and I am certain you will hide behind your new boy toy tonight too. That’s fine because I have some personal issues with the Mo-lester too. I want to hurt him almost as much as I’d like to hurt you. You picked the wrong person to tag with. When that bell finally rings, you’ll find out why. Tick tock bitches. Count your last seconds, hold your boyfriends close and kiss your asses goodbye; I’m about to drag you both kicking and scream to deepest, darkest pits of despair. Boy, am I going to enjoy this.
