Burning Bridges

[Jace]

Sitting inside of coffee shop Jace is waiting patiently for something or someone. He is drinking a large cup of black coffee and reading a old news paper. The title on the front page is "Golden Boy burnt down." Jace continues to read the paper and drink his coffee when a unknown man walks up and sits at his table. The man is about five foot ten inches and is wearing a long brown trench coat and a Fedora on his head. He looks around for a moment to check if any one is watching him. A waiter walks over to the table and mysterious person orders a large cup of coffee with sugar and coffee creamer. The waiter walks away after telling the man it will be a few minutes.

Jace:"Officer Berrera, it's so nice to see you. I'm glad you could make it. We have a lot to discuss don't we."

Berrera:" Do we now? Could it have something to do with the fact you went on a show that is watched world wide and admitted to have payed someone to commit arson? How stupid can you be. I get it you want to send a message. You know you may not like the man but you are your fathers child."

Jace looking at the officer with a cold expression like he was burning a hole through to the back of his head.

Jace:"That may be but that's not what we are here to discuss. I have your payment."

Jace pulls a envelope out of his back pocket and slides it across the table.

Jace:"That's for the act. This is to make sure my statement is just seen as a simple taunt. No one is going to believe a couple of inner city ghetto trash bums. Not when more money can be aligned in their pockets. Now will they?"

Jace pulls out another envelope from his other pocket and slides that across the table. The dirty cop takes the packages and slides them into a pocket on the inside of his coat. He smirks at Jace.

Berrera:"Just like your father. I'll get in touch with the right people. The Chief will want a cut. Same goes for the Deputy Mayor, and a judge or two. This can get costly quick you catching my drift? A lot of people are going to want their cut to make this go away. If you want to make a name for yourself in this line of work getting your hands dirty is a must. No one will want to work with you, if they can't trust you. Like I said I'll get in touch with the right people, just be prepared for the cost."

Jace:"We have more then enough money. In fact, we are going to take over the L.A scene. People got life styles to live, they need to borrow money they don't have. I will give it to them for a interest rate of course. If they don't pay me my money.....well I guess they will be seeing some associates of mine. What was once my fathers will once again be mine. I paid attention to all of his so called partners. Been to a few meetings having to wait outside of the room. Getting as close as possible to here everything I needed to."

The cop stops Jace for a moment by raising his hand motioning for his silence.

Berrera:"Your going to step on a lot of toes my man. Those rackets are ran by some hardcore gangsters. On one hand you have the Armenian Mob, on the other you have the Sicilian families. Not to mention various law enforcement agencies who will want a cut from you."

Jace looks at him with a hardened look.

Jace:"I realize this and I don't give a fuck. It's time to move on on our plans. We will be known, We will be feared. There is no more hiding behind the victim status. I will do what I want, when I want. There is not a person who is going to stop me."

Berrera:"Let me tell you something kid. There is always someone bigger and badder then you. Pulling this stunt is just going to put a target on your head. I've seen people brutally murdered for lesser offenses. I'm going to give you a bit of advice. Get some form of protection. Anyone who is anyone in power will not take this sort of thing lightly. You are stepping in over your head. When shit hits the fan you better be ready for the backlash."

Jace:" Oh we are prepared for anything that comes our way. Trust me when I say we are in it for the long haul. I don't care who I have to step on to get what I want anymore. I'm tired of being held back by what is considered right and wrong. The only thing that concerns me now is achieving what it is I want. I want power. I want respect, most importantly I want everyone to know who the fuck I am ad I stand for. There is no more trying to be the good guy. There is no more role model. There is only me and my anger and the world will see it."

Jace stands up from the table, lays down the newspaper as the waiter brings Berrera his coffee. Jace turns and walks away as the scene fades


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"Jair Hopkins and Anthony Bailey, where do I begin with you two ungrateful selfish arrogant pricks? From day one you thought you were better then us. We could see it in your eyes. This wouldn't have became so personal if you would have shown a little more respect to the people who were saving your asses. You want to assume to tell us how we are to operate? You have the nerve to tell us what we need to do? If you don't know what I'm talking about let me refresh your memory. First we were guest ring enforcers for you match. You come to us and tell us what it is we need to do and how to do it? I don't fucking think so. Your lucky we didn't let Unforgiven stomp your asses out right then and there. Further more you insult us by handing us Dying Breed T-shirts like we are some fucking fan boys or groupies. Get bent "home boy". We are out here to prove who is better.

New Gen Rising has fought hard to get to where we are at. To be over looked by the very two people we considered friendly rivals. You didn't take us as a threat. You were so concentrated on Unforgiven you forgot that we were even in this match. Do you remember now? It's a little to late. Golden Boy is burnt to the ground. After it was all said and done, I pissed on the ashes. I bet you take us serious now.

Jair, I understand your mad. Your trainer, your couch, your dear friend lost something that meant the world to him. Just like your going to lose what means the world to you. You come out here and think your something special. Let me tell you, your not. Coming from trash, you will always be trash. No amount of money will ever change that. Your mannerisms, your speech, your clothes all the same hood rat shit you grew up with. I bet your in ring attire are hand me downs too. You can pull a man out of the ghetto but you can't pull the ghetto out of the man. So go get your hair "did" get them dreads real tight. This will be the last thing you do as champion. New Gen Rising makes another statement at One Night In Hell. We show you and the world we mean business at all costs. There is nothing that will stand in our way of our goals and this victory. Burning down Golden Boy was just the beginning we aren't done with you by far.

Dying Breed is just that. Their breed is dying out all over this business. How long can you two really hold on to those titles. How long can you hold out until the pressure of your image gets to you? In the end you are nothing and were nothing to us but pawns in a larger game of chess. In the grand scheme of things all moves have yet to be made. When the time comes it will be check mate on you fucks.

I despise you Bailey. I spit in your face and you just stood there. You have no backbone.Without Hopkins by your side your gutless. Your now friends with Jason Kash. A man who has done by far more to you then New Gen has. Yet you accept him as a friend now. Kash wants to stick his nose in business that does not belong to him, fuck him too! Your a hypocrite Kash. I burned down Golden Boy and you get your panties in a bunch, and throw a hissy fit. Swap out your tampons and quit crying.

Zachariah Blood and Sentinel, The Unforgiven. I didn't forget about you two gimps. You have yet to experience real pain boys. Sure, you may get the whips and chains and the occasional dildo up your ass but that's not pain, that's pleasure to you. Let me be perfectly clear with you two sick sadist fucks, what New Gen does to you will be anything but pleasurable.

You come out and talk all tough, but I seen what you do when it gets to be to much. You run away like chicken shit cowards. How can you say that you stick to what works? It looks like to me the shit your doing doesn't work or else you would have already beaten The Dying Breed for their tag team titles. your shit doesn't work and it won't not now, not ever. You need to change your tune because your singing the same old ass boring song you have sung since arriving to APW. Frankly, you bore us to no end. We don't give a shit about you and never did. You were a means to an end. New Gen has beaten the likes of the current Over Drive Champion Chris Madison with his tag team partner Niobe. We beat C.J Gates and Biggs The Space Cowboys. Amy Zing and Oshima we decimated. We have had big name matches that we have came out on top of. Who have you beaten? Sang Real over and over again until you squeezed your selves into our title match like the cockroaches you are.

New Gen Rising will take the tag team titles from Dying Breed and snatch them from the hands of Unforgiven. At One Night In Hell "The Silent Destroyer" will break his silence after everything he throws at us will be for nothing. He will realize that we for all of his strength it won't be enough. Zachariah Blood will truly learn the meaning of pain when I scrape the flesh from his bones. With all this back and forth between us. It seems everyone has forgotten the match we are in. A tornado tag Japanese Death Match. One so violent it's not allowed back in the states and for good reason. People die in this type of match and to have six people in it. I almost guarantee someone will. I am going to use everything at my disposal from barbed wire ropes, and flaming tables to explosive devices to take what is rightfully New Gen Risings and that is the tag team gold.

Unforgiven, Dying Breed talk all you want about how you think your going to win. It just isn't going to happen this time. Dying Breed will lose their reign. Unforgiven won't ever have one because once we get those titles they aren't leaving our waist until we decide we no longer want them. All of my life I have been ignored or mistreated. I say no more. I will no longer be the silent victim. I will take out my anger and frustration on those who stand in my way. The world will understand I will no longer go quietly into the night, My voice will be heard. Time and time again I have been asked to prove myself. Time and time again I have come up short on the matches that truly matter. Not this time, this time is different this time I bring a whole new attitude to the playing field. You seen me fail when I was trying to do the right thing. Watch me succeed by doing my own thing. I'm tired of living day in and day out by other peoples standards. I'm tired of trying to abide by what others think I should do. If you don't like me for who I am then piss off because I finally realize I've been letting other people hold me back.


There is nothing that any other team can do that New Gen Rising can't do. We will prove it and when we do there will be a new era of tag team champions. A era of dominance and pride. We will bring glory back to the tarnished tag team titles. Dying Breed is undeserving of having those titles. They take them for granite. They don't understand that what they hold means something to a lot of people. People like me and Brian Hollywood. We want these titles to be able to finally shut up everyone in the back. Those who say we can't win. Those who think Unforgiven or Dying Breed has a better chance then we will be proven wrong once and for all.

When New Gen Rising walks out of Tokyo with the straps every team in the back is put on notice, come for these titles and you will get hurt. Trying to take something that we worked so hard for form us isn't going to happen. We cement our selves here in Action Packed Wrestling when we beat the most dominate reigning champions in recent history. Everyone will know the names Jace Savage and Brian Hollywood, New Gen Rising. House holds around the world will know we are the best and there is getting no better then us. There is nothing we won't do to keep what we are about to win.

Unforgiven, Dying Breed I hope you know we are not push overs and that your in for the fight of your lives. If you don't believe me ask The Black Hand they know what's up. We hit hard and we keep coming. You can throw everything you got and the kitchen sink at us. It won't slow our pace, it won't stop us from achieving our goals. Now I say good night, get a nice long peaceful rest because who knows when the next time you will be able to do so."

The scene fades as Jace reaches into his pocket and pulls out a prescription bottle. He pulls out one of his pills. He places it in his mouth and swallows it as the screen goes black