Post by Chaos Stryke on May 14, 2013 23:31:57 GMT -4
We open to a scene with the camera in motion moving along a sidewalk in a residential area. It looks to be about the middle of the day and the path ahead is clear, with only the occasional sound of traffic in the distance. The camera swings around and settles on the walking form of Logan Alexander who’d been following along behind. Dressed in blue jeans, a matching jean jacket, a grey shirt that’s just visible below the bottom edge of the jacket, black running shoes and sunglasses, he appears to have his gaze down towards the ground while he walks.
It’s been a few months for you, but you’ve gotten an opportunity you’ve been craving. You have a chance to reclaim singles gold here. It’s your first Asylum title match and you’re competing for their second tier championship. I’d say that good progress for three months of work after your run on Meltdown. You’ve gotten your chance, so what do you think about it all?
He lifts his head slightly, presumably to look towards the camera.
I wonder if I’m as ready as I’ve said for the last few weeks.
Why? You’ve put on strong performances in the ring for several shows in succession. You’re still working well in the ring, controlling matches and beating contenders and champions.
But is that enough?
He frowns slightly.
I look over my opponents for the last few Asylums, and don’t think any of them having given me their best. Well, maybe Evans did. I wonder if that’s preparation enough for the gauntlet at Mayhem. At best, I’ll face an opponent who’s worn down to some degree, but with momentum from a preceding victory. At worst, I’m starting off trading blows with a beast and getting more worn down for everyone I manage to trump. It’s not an easy scenario to prepare for, and I don’t want false bravado to be what I use as my rallying cry for this battle. Three of my opponents will have that market cornered this week.
Only three?
The champion’s proven his worth against every challenger he’s faced thus far. He’s the odd one out of my opponents in that regard. The other three are lots and lots and lots of talk, but have little to show for any of it. There’re some victories here and there, but nothing groundbreaking. Young Mannie beating Phil Atkin might seem like something that qualifies, but Atkin’s been a shell of himself for a while. Lacklustre performances all around. Mannie might hang his hat on that… but let’s see how he fares against Atkin on his game.
Williams and Lively aren’t spectacular. Williams hasn’t made much progress since being drafted. His biggest achievement was getting knocked out by TJ at Survive and Conquer. Otherwise, he’s been the tag along for the Dying Breed. He’d like to make waves in the pond, but his impact barely caused a ripple. Lively though is someone that should be a legitimate threat… but I don’t feel impressed by him. He lives in the glory of past accomplishments while burying his legacy beneath recent failures. Need I look further than his recent run on Overdrive?
Well, those seem like mostly valid criticisms…
He looks up and smiles slightly.
Mostly?
You might be brushing them off more than you should.
That’s my initial assessment. When it’s crunch time, they’ll be held in higher regard.
Okay. What are your thoughts about the champ?
Logan considers his reply quietly for a short while as he continues to walk along.
I want to break him in the ring. I want to be the first person that makes him give up.
He lowers his gaze again.
He’s never tapped from what I’ve heard. The former Tap Out champion Julius Farquhar tried everything he could to make TJ submit and couldn’t. When Farquhar lost, the Tap Out title ceased to exist. We fight for a pretend championship made to coddle a champion who wasn’t up to defending the title he’d won. Everyone else here is looking for personal glory. I want a championship around my waist surely, but I want to undo the mistake that’s endured for the past four and a half months. That mistake is the Knock-Out championship. It feels like correcting that is I’m suited to fulfill in these circumstances.
The catch is this match is under knockout rules. It’s great for thugs, brawlers, those around or over three hundred pounds, or those who’re proficient in hardcore wrestling, while limiting those who lack the necessary physical attributes or weapons to lay out an opponent. TJ poses a very large problem under these rules. I wonder if any of my other opponents have a suitable solution for him.
And you do?
He lifts his head and smirks at the camera.
Of course. I may not have many knock out moves, but I doubt there’s anyone that won’t pass out from pain when in a submission hold long enough. I don’t see anyone here I can’t outsmart or outmaneuver. One lapse is all I need to cinch in a hold and that could end anyone’s night in the gauntlet. If I have to do that four times, so be it. I’ll do what I can and no less.
He glances off to the side.
It looks like we’re here. Put that on hold and we’ll resume in a while.
A few moments later, the scene fades out.
We open with the camera sitting before Logan, who’s now sitting on a bench with a wire fence running across the scene behind him. The only difference from before is that his sunglasses have been put away. He smiles slightly to the camera.
It’s been almost seven years since my last gauntlet match. Quite a rookie experience I’ll tell you. Beat three guys in succession and got into a World title battle royal later that night. Preparing for fifteen opponents was more than I could handle. The six in the gauntlet was manageable. Now I have to do it again. Williams, Mannie, Lively, and TJ… for us it’s going to be a Knockout rules throw down. I don’t care for the rules, but I’ll compete all the same.
Looking at this match, I can’t help but see a schoolyard dynamic between us all. We each fit certain roles here with parallels between us and kids, playing these games and doing stuff similarly. There are good examples out here even now.
The scene switches to a schoolyard with kids of various ages around during recess. The camera focuses on a couple of girls playing catch. A boy cuts in snatching the ball. One of the girls turns to the boy, complaining. The boy walks over, says something, then turns and tosses the ball off into the distance, before pushing past the girl and walking off with a satisfied smirk.
There’s the bully. Picking on weak and easy targets, working alone or in small groups, and relies on intimidation. Here’s Michael Lively. We’ve only been acquainted for eight months, but he fits this mould. He preys on women that can’t fight back, and tries to intimidate opposition and get in their heads. He surrounds himself with a gang of like minded people for a numbers advantage. How much more similar to the younger kid’s mindset do we need to get?
You walk around like you’re the greatest thing happening Lively. It kinda worked while you stumbled through your North American championship reign, losing matches every other week. You never lived up to your own hype. No one could take you seriously. You became champion with lots of help and defended the belt once or twice maybe. Other than that, you ran around beating other people up and trying to prove your greatness outside the ring rather than inside it. Maybe you were the ‘saviour’ of Meltdown for a while, but you were rather forgettable based on your work ethic. It’s just your antics that people remember you for.
You went to Overdrive, and what did you do there? You beat Level-One and C.J. Gates to kick off the year, then proceeded to have your backside handed to you repeatedly by A.C. Smith. You couldn’t beat him for the Xtreme championship with several tries, then jumped to Asylum to try and ‘restore’ the ‘extreme’ nature of things. If you couldn’t get the job done on Overdrive against Smith, you’ve got a steep climb here. Of course, maybe you’ll just make like the bully you are and after going toe-to-toe with someone who doesn’t back down from you, you’ll slink off and find something easier to do so you’ll feel big and tough again.
The scene moves elsewhere and the camera settles on one boy making a path through a crowd of kids while another follows. The second boy pointedly ignores the annoyed looks of the others. He looks better off than others, dressed in higher quality clothing. He pauses to speak with a couple of nicely dressed girls, ignoring their friends, before moving along.
Got a snobby one here. Looks high class, presumes they’re better than others, is generally annoying, and usually surrounded by those who do what they’re told. It makes me think of Young Mannie. He’s got an uncle with money, a bodyguard to save him, some corporate sponsors, and he feels self-important. Sure he’s had some success, but how much has been earned on his own? It always seems that someone’s waiting in the wings to help Mr. 420 survive the beating coming his way. I can’t name a high profile victory of his that didn’t involve outside interference.
You’re a huge star now, eh Mannie? Inking deals outside APW to milk your short lived fame before your star burns out and you’re back where you started. I give you credit for taking advantage of what’s come your way, but you’re nothing remarkable no matter how many magazine covers you’re on. You beat me with lots of help. You beat Amy Zing and Christian Kane with help. You beat a coasting Phil Atkin after someone else got involved. It’s hardly a sterling resume. If you want to say that beating Atkin was big when he was World champion, then what’s your championship experience? A four week North American championship reign. A transitional champion, just like I said the week after you won. You couldn’t handle the job.
Now, you’re planning to bail on Asylum because your sponsors said so after asking for a Tap Out title shot. Like a privileged snob, you cut and run to avoid real work. If you think you’re winning this match and jumping ship with the title, you’ve got another thing coming. If I get my hands on you in the gauntlet, you’re getting four hundred and twenty seconds of my time before I send you packing, looking a delightful shade of blue for your next GQ photo shoot.
The scene moves and focuses on another boy who’s standing aside from most of the other kids. He looks a bit anxious and uncomfortable there on his own. After a little while, two other boys make their way through the crowd and join him there which helps him relax. They then bring him with them to meet join another group of kids.
Then there’s the new kid. A bit awkward alone, looking to fit in, befriending those who’re most similar, and grabbing onto the first friendship that’s offered. This is William Williams. He’s been here for months, but seems out of place on Asylum. He wants to be a legitimate contender here, but doesn’t seem to have it in him. Anthony Bailey extended a hand to him after Germaine Williams fell through and this Williams jumped at the opportunity.
What has that done for you Williams? Like Jair Hopkins, all your success is tied to competing with other Dying Breed members. You’ve got some tag team wins under your belt, but you’ve been shut down in singles competition. You’re not a member of the Dying Breed. You’re a dependent. You need them to get you through matches, because you don’t have the abilities to do so yourself. You jumped at the opportunity for this title match when it became available, but did you even stop to consider whether you stood a chance?
This is your third Tap Out title match on pay-per-view. You’re still not ready for this challenge. Bailey and Hopkins won’t be here to hold your hand and guide you through the gauntlet. You’re at the mercy of better and more experienced opponents. You’re the only gauntlet competitor without championship experience in APW. We can win the big matches. What can you do? You took pride in the ‘fact’ that you ‘wore down’ Farquhar for TJ at Christmas Chaos. It was all you that night, right? If not for the fact that you were totally outclassed, you could have beaten the former champ. Well, when you can’t win, I suppose one must stroke their ego with aggrandized retellings of their losses.
You’re filler material Williams. Like the new kid, you don’t belong yet, even if others accepted you. You’re out of your league and going home empty handed.
The scene moves and settles on a bigger group of kids out in the school field, gathered around one who’s talking to them. They all seem enthralled by the one at the front, listening to whatever details are being discussed.
Next up is mister popular. The idol or envy of their peers, always trying to stay ahead of the pack and set the latest trends, and they’re overly occupied with others opinions of them. TJ has what each of us wants this week. He’s also one of the biggest stars on Asylum now, but despite his standing, he lets the opinion of others dictate his actions. This gauntlet’s of his own making because he wants to quiet the naysayers who question his reign. That’s a battle he forfeited four and a half months ago when he created the Knockout championship.
On this front TJ, you’re fighting a losing battle. You’re an impressive competitor. I cannot take that away from you. I’m sure lots of people were thrilled when you became Tap Out champion after months of chasing that title. Then weeks after your big victory, you destroyed your own accomplishment, delivered a blow to your own credibility, and tarnished the championship in one fell swoop. You had the rules for that championship changed to suit your own liking because you aren’t a technical or submission wrestler. You admitted to everyone that you weren’t up to the task of defending the title you fought for, so you just made up a new one to defend that was easier for you. You pretty much spat on the legacy of that title and on everyone who held it previously.
You’ve done a wonderful job with that title though. You’ve beaten all comers and proved you’re a great champion with your made up championship. It’s like Knuckles’ Dark Match title, except you had credibility at one point. I plan to relieve you of that title and return it to its former glory. If you have to change the rules of a title to hold onto it, you don’t deserve to have it in the first place.
The scene then moves to another boy sitting alone beneath a tree, just looking around and watching most of what’s going on, while the other kids pay him little attention and show no interest in interacting with him.
And that brings us to the outsider. Generally runs solo and stands apart from the rest, is hardly noticed or acknowledged, and can be very talented in ways that most people don’t realize. It’d probably be a safe bet to think that most of you didn’t expect me to be in the gauntlet this week. It wouldn’t be a stretch to assume most of you don’t consider me a threat either. Being the outsider, I don’t spend time drawing attention. I sit and watch and wait, then deal with the situations put before me. I’ve taken care of everything put before me and I’ve made solid if unremarkable progress, which has kept me from being noticed as a stand out. I’ve gotten a place in the spotlight this week, and I’ll definitely put some of my unnoticed talents to use against each of you.
I’ve waited patiently and earned my way into this match. Now it’s my opportunity to try and put down another champion, get a measure of revenge against two people for past matches, and grab some more momentum for my supershow match. I’m going to be coming into this match at full throttle regardless of where I come into it. I don’t care if I’m first, last, or elsewhere. Once I hit the ring, I’m gunning for a KO whether by spiking someone or choking them out.
I know what I’m getting into and am ready to deal with it in order to come out on top in this schoolyard scrap. All four of you have jockeyed for position with one another, and I’ve sat back and watched, waiting for my chance to strike. This Sunday, my waiting ends. I get my chance against the bully, the snob, the new kid, and the popular one and I’ll be ready to beat any or all of you.
The camera angle shifts to the other side of the tree. Some time has passed and Logan is now sitting there on the ground. He looks up at the camera and smiles confidently.
People rarely know the outsider. For you four, that’ll be your undoing.
He continues to smile as the scene fades to black.
It’s been a few months for you, but you’ve gotten an opportunity you’ve been craving. You have a chance to reclaim singles gold here. It’s your first Asylum title match and you’re competing for their second tier championship. I’d say that good progress for three months of work after your run on Meltdown. You’ve gotten your chance, so what do you think about it all?
He lifts his head slightly, presumably to look towards the camera.
I wonder if I’m as ready as I’ve said for the last few weeks.
Why? You’ve put on strong performances in the ring for several shows in succession. You’re still working well in the ring, controlling matches and beating contenders and champions.
But is that enough?
He frowns slightly.
I look over my opponents for the last few Asylums, and don’t think any of them having given me their best. Well, maybe Evans did. I wonder if that’s preparation enough for the gauntlet at Mayhem. At best, I’ll face an opponent who’s worn down to some degree, but with momentum from a preceding victory. At worst, I’m starting off trading blows with a beast and getting more worn down for everyone I manage to trump. It’s not an easy scenario to prepare for, and I don’t want false bravado to be what I use as my rallying cry for this battle. Three of my opponents will have that market cornered this week.
Only three?
The champion’s proven his worth against every challenger he’s faced thus far. He’s the odd one out of my opponents in that regard. The other three are lots and lots and lots of talk, but have little to show for any of it. There’re some victories here and there, but nothing groundbreaking. Young Mannie beating Phil Atkin might seem like something that qualifies, but Atkin’s been a shell of himself for a while. Lacklustre performances all around. Mannie might hang his hat on that… but let’s see how he fares against Atkin on his game.
Williams and Lively aren’t spectacular. Williams hasn’t made much progress since being drafted. His biggest achievement was getting knocked out by TJ at Survive and Conquer. Otherwise, he’s been the tag along for the Dying Breed. He’d like to make waves in the pond, but his impact barely caused a ripple. Lively though is someone that should be a legitimate threat… but I don’t feel impressed by him. He lives in the glory of past accomplishments while burying his legacy beneath recent failures. Need I look further than his recent run on Overdrive?
Well, those seem like mostly valid criticisms…
He looks up and smiles slightly.
Mostly?
You might be brushing them off more than you should.
That’s my initial assessment. When it’s crunch time, they’ll be held in higher regard.
Okay. What are your thoughts about the champ?
Logan considers his reply quietly for a short while as he continues to walk along.
I want to break him in the ring. I want to be the first person that makes him give up.
He lowers his gaze again.
He’s never tapped from what I’ve heard. The former Tap Out champion Julius Farquhar tried everything he could to make TJ submit and couldn’t. When Farquhar lost, the Tap Out title ceased to exist. We fight for a pretend championship made to coddle a champion who wasn’t up to defending the title he’d won. Everyone else here is looking for personal glory. I want a championship around my waist surely, but I want to undo the mistake that’s endured for the past four and a half months. That mistake is the Knock-Out championship. It feels like correcting that is I’m suited to fulfill in these circumstances.
The catch is this match is under knockout rules. It’s great for thugs, brawlers, those around or over three hundred pounds, or those who’re proficient in hardcore wrestling, while limiting those who lack the necessary physical attributes or weapons to lay out an opponent. TJ poses a very large problem under these rules. I wonder if any of my other opponents have a suitable solution for him.
And you do?
He lifts his head and smirks at the camera.
Of course. I may not have many knock out moves, but I doubt there’s anyone that won’t pass out from pain when in a submission hold long enough. I don’t see anyone here I can’t outsmart or outmaneuver. One lapse is all I need to cinch in a hold and that could end anyone’s night in the gauntlet. If I have to do that four times, so be it. I’ll do what I can and no less.
He glances off to the side.
It looks like we’re here. Put that on hold and we’ll resume in a while.
A few moments later, the scene fades out.
We open with the camera sitting before Logan, who’s now sitting on a bench with a wire fence running across the scene behind him. The only difference from before is that his sunglasses have been put away. He smiles slightly to the camera.
It’s been almost seven years since my last gauntlet match. Quite a rookie experience I’ll tell you. Beat three guys in succession and got into a World title battle royal later that night. Preparing for fifteen opponents was more than I could handle. The six in the gauntlet was manageable. Now I have to do it again. Williams, Mannie, Lively, and TJ… for us it’s going to be a Knockout rules throw down. I don’t care for the rules, but I’ll compete all the same.
Looking at this match, I can’t help but see a schoolyard dynamic between us all. We each fit certain roles here with parallels between us and kids, playing these games and doing stuff similarly. There are good examples out here even now.
The scene switches to a schoolyard with kids of various ages around during recess. The camera focuses on a couple of girls playing catch. A boy cuts in snatching the ball. One of the girls turns to the boy, complaining. The boy walks over, says something, then turns and tosses the ball off into the distance, before pushing past the girl and walking off with a satisfied smirk.
There’s the bully. Picking on weak and easy targets, working alone or in small groups, and relies on intimidation. Here’s Michael Lively. We’ve only been acquainted for eight months, but he fits this mould. He preys on women that can’t fight back, and tries to intimidate opposition and get in their heads. He surrounds himself with a gang of like minded people for a numbers advantage. How much more similar to the younger kid’s mindset do we need to get?
You walk around like you’re the greatest thing happening Lively. It kinda worked while you stumbled through your North American championship reign, losing matches every other week. You never lived up to your own hype. No one could take you seriously. You became champion with lots of help and defended the belt once or twice maybe. Other than that, you ran around beating other people up and trying to prove your greatness outside the ring rather than inside it. Maybe you were the ‘saviour’ of Meltdown for a while, but you were rather forgettable based on your work ethic. It’s just your antics that people remember you for.
You went to Overdrive, and what did you do there? You beat Level-One and C.J. Gates to kick off the year, then proceeded to have your backside handed to you repeatedly by A.C. Smith. You couldn’t beat him for the Xtreme championship with several tries, then jumped to Asylum to try and ‘restore’ the ‘extreme’ nature of things. If you couldn’t get the job done on Overdrive against Smith, you’ve got a steep climb here. Of course, maybe you’ll just make like the bully you are and after going toe-to-toe with someone who doesn’t back down from you, you’ll slink off and find something easier to do so you’ll feel big and tough again.
The scene moves elsewhere and the camera settles on one boy making a path through a crowd of kids while another follows. The second boy pointedly ignores the annoyed looks of the others. He looks better off than others, dressed in higher quality clothing. He pauses to speak with a couple of nicely dressed girls, ignoring their friends, before moving along.
Got a snobby one here. Looks high class, presumes they’re better than others, is generally annoying, and usually surrounded by those who do what they’re told. It makes me think of Young Mannie. He’s got an uncle with money, a bodyguard to save him, some corporate sponsors, and he feels self-important. Sure he’s had some success, but how much has been earned on his own? It always seems that someone’s waiting in the wings to help Mr. 420 survive the beating coming his way. I can’t name a high profile victory of his that didn’t involve outside interference.
You’re a huge star now, eh Mannie? Inking deals outside APW to milk your short lived fame before your star burns out and you’re back where you started. I give you credit for taking advantage of what’s come your way, but you’re nothing remarkable no matter how many magazine covers you’re on. You beat me with lots of help. You beat Amy Zing and Christian Kane with help. You beat a coasting Phil Atkin after someone else got involved. It’s hardly a sterling resume. If you want to say that beating Atkin was big when he was World champion, then what’s your championship experience? A four week North American championship reign. A transitional champion, just like I said the week after you won. You couldn’t handle the job.
Now, you’re planning to bail on Asylum because your sponsors said so after asking for a Tap Out title shot. Like a privileged snob, you cut and run to avoid real work. If you think you’re winning this match and jumping ship with the title, you’ve got another thing coming. If I get my hands on you in the gauntlet, you’re getting four hundred and twenty seconds of my time before I send you packing, looking a delightful shade of blue for your next GQ photo shoot.
The scene moves and focuses on another boy who’s standing aside from most of the other kids. He looks a bit anxious and uncomfortable there on his own. After a little while, two other boys make their way through the crowd and join him there which helps him relax. They then bring him with them to meet join another group of kids.
Then there’s the new kid. A bit awkward alone, looking to fit in, befriending those who’re most similar, and grabbing onto the first friendship that’s offered. This is William Williams. He’s been here for months, but seems out of place on Asylum. He wants to be a legitimate contender here, but doesn’t seem to have it in him. Anthony Bailey extended a hand to him after Germaine Williams fell through and this Williams jumped at the opportunity.
What has that done for you Williams? Like Jair Hopkins, all your success is tied to competing with other Dying Breed members. You’ve got some tag team wins under your belt, but you’ve been shut down in singles competition. You’re not a member of the Dying Breed. You’re a dependent. You need them to get you through matches, because you don’t have the abilities to do so yourself. You jumped at the opportunity for this title match when it became available, but did you even stop to consider whether you stood a chance?
This is your third Tap Out title match on pay-per-view. You’re still not ready for this challenge. Bailey and Hopkins won’t be here to hold your hand and guide you through the gauntlet. You’re at the mercy of better and more experienced opponents. You’re the only gauntlet competitor without championship experience in APW. We can win the big matches. What can you do? You took pride in the ‘fact’ that you ‘wore down’ Farquhar for TJ at Christmas Chaos. It was all you that night, right? If not for the fact that you were totally outclassed, you could have beaten the former champ. Well, when you can’t win, I suppose one must stroke their ego with aggrandized retellings of their losses.
You’re filler material Williams. Like the new kid, you don’t belong yet, even if others accepted you. You’re out of your league and going home empty handed.
The scene moves and settles on a bigger group of kids out in the school field, gathered around one who’s talking to them. They all seem enthralled by the one at the front, listening to whatever details are being discussed.
Next up is mister popular. The idol or envy of their peers, always trying to stay ahead of the pack and set the latest trends, and they’re overly occupied with others opinions of them. TJ has what each of us wants this week. He’s also one of the biggest stars on Asylum now, but despite his standing, he lets the opinion of others dictate his actions. This gauntlet’s of his own making because he wants to quiet the naysayers who question his reign. That’s a battle he forfeited four and a half months ago when he created the Knockout championship.
On this front TJ, you’re fighting a losing battle. You’re an impressive competitor. I cannot take that away from you. I’m sure lots of people were thrilled when you became Tap Out champion after months of chasing that title. Then weeks after your big victory, you destroyed your own accomplishment, delivered a blow to your own credibility, and tarnished the championship in one fell swoop. You had the rules for that championship changed to suit your own liking because you aren’t a technical or submission wrestler. You admitted to everyone that you weren’t up to the task of defending the title you fought for, so you just made up a new one to defend that was easier for you. You pretty much spat on the legacy of that title and on everyone who held it previously.
You’ve done a wonderful job with that title though. You’ve beaten all comers and proved you’re a great champion with your made up championship. It’s like Knuckles’ Dark Match title, except you had credibility at one point. I plan to relieve you of that title and return it to its former glory. If you have to change the rules of a title to hold onto it, you don’t deserve to have it in the first place.
The scene then moves to another boy sitting alone beneath a tree, just looking around and watching most of what’s going on, while the other kids pay him little attention and show no interest in interacting with him.
And that brings us to the outsider. Generally runs solo and stands apart from the rest, is hardly noticed or acknowledged, and can be very talented in ways that most people don’t realize. It’d probably be a safe bet to think that most of you didn’t expect me to be in the gauntlet this week. It wouldn’t be a stretch to assume most of you don’t consider me a threat either. Being the outsider, I don’t spend time drawing attention. I sit and watch and wait, then deal with the situations put before me. I’ve taken care of everything put before me and I’ve made solid if unremarkable progress, which has kept me from being noticed as a stand out. I’ve gotten a place in the spotlight this week, and I’ll definitely put some of my unnoticed talents to use against each of you.
I’ve waited patiently and earned my way into this match. Now it’s my opportunity to try and put down another champion, get a measure of revenge against two people for past matches, and grab some more momentum for my supershow match. I’m going to be coming into this match at full throttle regardless of where I come into it. I don’t care if I’m first, last, or elsewhere. Once I hit the ring, I’m gunning for a KO whether by spiking someone or choking them out.
I know what I’m getting into and am ready to deal with it in order to come out on top in this schoolyard scrap. All four of you have jockeyed for position with one another, and I’ve sat back and watched, waiting for my chance to strike. This Sunday, my waiting ends. I get my chance against the bully, the snob, the new kid, and the popular one and I’ll be ready to beat any or all of you.
The camera angle shifts to the other side of the tree. Some time has passed and Logan is now sitting there on the ground. He looks up at the camera and smiles confidently.
People rarely know the outsider. For you four, that’ll be your undoing.
He continues to smile as the scene fades to black.
