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Centurion · (09-03-2019)

------Flashback. December 2, 2014-----

Quote: Allison: If you cost this team the World Title, I swear, Andy, there will be no coming back from this. We forgave you once, but there won’t be a second forgiveness. You’ll be done – with us, with wrestling, with all of your family and friends.

(It's been a really awkward car ride.

Centurion has not seen his twin sister Allison in years. Over four and a half years, to be exact. When Centurion nearly cost Jocelyn Camden her final shot at the WGWF World Title, Centurion stormed out of the building that night, with mixed feelings.

He would not be seen in that company again, and no one heard from him or seen him until March of this year.

Centurion had been trying to get forgiveness for all of his actions, but two major holdouts still persist - his sister Allison, and his daughter Nellie. One of those two is driving the car Centurion is currently sitting in.

It's been a quite ride from the airport. Allison hasn't said a single word since Centurion has gotten in the car. The awkwardness has Centurion squeaming in his seat. Allison holds all the cards here, and she knows it.

The car pulls up to a riverbank somewhere in the Irish countryside. The two had been driving for nearly an hour in the dark of night. Centurion is still exhausted and in pain. Allison turns the car off places her hands on her lap. After a few seconds of silence, Centurion speaks.)

Centurion: So...is this where you're going to drown me, or...

Allison: Shut up.

Centurion: Ok.

Allison: Do you know how long I lived my life without a family? Twenty years. Twenty fucking years. And then one day, I suddenly find out that I have a twin brother that I was separated from at birth. So I spend YEARS trying to catch up with him, impress him, make myself become something he could be proud of. And after I finally got to the point where I really felt close to him, he stabs me in the back numerous times before taking off to goddess only knows where, never to be seen again.

(Centurion says nothing. He just sits there and listens as he receives the verbal abuse that he deserves.)

Allison: I tried so hard to not only help you, but protect you. I knew you couldn't deal with the problems your brain was giving you. You were always brash and impulsive, and you were always at risk of flying off the handle. Perhaps that is what upsets me most - it's that I failed.

Centurion: You didn't...

Allison: I said shut up! I was willing to accept a lot from you. I could accept that you're damaged. Hell, I am, too. I could accept your impulsiveness and inability to stay focused. I could even accept you cheating on your wife, because you're my brother. But you decided to go against my wife, disobey my trust, and vanish without being able to accept your consequences. And it took you over 4 years to resurface.

(Allison takes a deep breath. She's starting to get emotional, but she's not allowing her sadness to interfere with her anger. She continues looking straight out the window, not even glancing at Centurion.)

Allison: All that time I spent trying to connect with my brother, all felt like a waste. I have half a mind to toss you into the middle of the street and run you down...but somehow, I can't. And that pisses me off the most. I should be able to take years of anger out on you, but I just can't.

(Allison finally turns to face Centurion. She has tears in her eyes, but she's keeping it together.)

Allison: You know why I haven't spoken to you, even after Jocelyn forgave you? It's because I knew this would happen. I knew, the moment I sat down with you, I would find myself back in the shoes of that young, naive girl who found her family for the first time. And that's not fair to me. Not after everything you've done. I deserve to stay mad at you, but I know I won't.

(Allison stares directly into Centurion's eyes. Neither says a word for a few moments. Then, out of the silence, comes a violent slap across the face. Allison slaps Centurion so hard, his head rotates, and the sound can be heard from outside the vehicle. Before Centurion can respond, Allison immediately leans over and hugs him. Centurion says nothing - he just places his hand on Allison's back. She sniffles through the tears as she holds the embrace for almost a minute. Finally, she lets go, sits back up in her chair, and adjusts herself. She then begins to speak to Centurion in a matter of fact tone.)

Allison: You'll be staying at a hotel near the venue. After Warfare, you'll be coming to London to stay with Jocelyn and myself for a few days. I have made arrangements in regards to your training, as well as your travel the next time you're booked. What you're doing now - it's not working. If you want to truly get back into competition, then I'm going to make sure you do it the right way.

(Don't look a gift horse in the mouth. That's the only thing going through Centurion's mind right now. After the hell he has just been through, the fact that his sister can not only forgive him, but work to help him improve is far more than he could have expected from this trip. It might have been a rough weekend, but everything is going to be alright...)

Allison: Oh, and I have been snooping on your Twitter account. Who is Genevieve Tate?

------Fair Is The Lilly Of The Valley------

Have you ever wanted something so hard, it hurt? Have you ever dedicated yourself to something, only to fail?

That's what happened to me. I failed. I said I was going to win the Tag Team and Universal Titles. I didn't do that. Instead, my brother in arms Robert nailed me with his power move and pinned me, thus ending any chance of Lux and I to win the tag team titles. I was then escorted out of the ring, not under my own power, and had to watch as some Satan worshipping clown cashed in on Robert and stole his title.

I promised to end the Shane

era forever, and bring The Wildcards back to prominance. I promised to deliver a victory for all those that had been wronged by

over the years, and finally wash the stench of his time as owner out of the carpet. Again, I failed, and now every wrestler with some semblance of power during the

reign feels emboldened once again. I've opened a Pandora's Box...and I plan on closing it.

There will be repercussions for Noah's and Vita's actions at XX. Mark my words, I will respond. And I will not be kind. Before, I saw others as nusiances, but apparently you all wanted to make this personal. Well, thanks. Personal it is.

Back to the question, have you ever failed at something you put your all into? Has that ever happened to you, Mark Brooks? Given your recent comments, I doubt it. You seem like someone who is defeated by failure. You let it define you. That's why the thought won't even cross your mind. There is no such thing as losing to you, and if you WERE to happen to lose, well...you'd probably find a new line of work, am I right?

Not me. I'm motivated by failure. I'm fueled by it. I've won the most matches of anyone in XWF history, but I've also lost my fair share, as well. When I was young, I used to doubt myself. Now it just gives me more goals to set.

What happens if I don't win the Hart Title? I'll try again. Or maybe I'll fight for the TV Title. Or perhaps I'll catch Unknown Soldier off guard and take that X-Treme Title off him. The possibilities are endless. My career doesn't end over a couple of losses. I've adapted my entire career, and I'll continue to adapt now.

I have been wrestling for 18 years. For ten of those years, I have been considered "an old man". I've had multiple people tell me they were going to retire me. Big name talents, too. Legends, World Champions - the carrot of "retiring Centurion" has been something a lot of folks have been going after for a very long time.

So, what makes you think some rookie with barely any ring time under his belt is going to finally be the one to do it? I don't know if you actually are good, Mark. You might be. I might be underestimating your talent a bit. But you're clearly overestimating yours, as well. You're not going to retire me. Not even close.

It's good to have goals. Truly. And you have a long career ahead of you, Mark, if you don't fuck it up. You're already off to a bad start. This could have been a huge match for you. Get a spotlight shined on you, impress a few people - the opportunities would be open to you if you just entered this match with a little humility. Instead, you have to stand in front of a camera, while you and your "wife" promise things you can not deliver.

By the way, I'm not trying to team with Barney Green. See, this is the problem with your generation. The moment someone says something nice, you take it as ass kissing. I'm going to destroy Barney on Wednesday, just like I will destroy you, and Scully, and Azrael, but I refuse to lie about a person's skill sets. Using the same attacks against Barney is just lazy, and saying things like he's "fat" and "has no talent" is just a lie, and you're setting yourself up for a real surprise if you don't take him seriously...and not the kind of surprise that Barney likes.

Ok, I had to get one in. It's just too hard to avoid...which is what Barney says on the streets of Boston. Fuck, now I see why everyone does it!

In all seriousness, who Barney is attracted to has nothing to do with this match. What DOES is the fact that Barney, who couldn't beat me before, is now blind in one eye and a little beat up. That's not a good combination. And while Barney is the one I respect the most out of the others in this match, that will not stop me from putting him in the ground if I have to. This is another reason people - Marky Mark, mostly - should watch my match from Savage. Raven and Main are my brothers, but we didn't hold back one bit. And when the time came, Main finished me off, like I would have done if I was in his shoes. I like Barney. I think he's a goofy dude who has done a lot to improve and make his mark on the XWF. But if I have to eliminate him, that's exactly what I'm going to do.

And Scully...oh boy, Scully. What a...person. First, are we all just going to let him get away with acting like he's operating the fucking Special Olympics? This dude is telling everyone he's some sort of caregiver or something, when in reality, he's exploiting them, and no one is doing anything about it. Instead of pointing and laughing at Scully, someone should be calling the police on him.

By the way, Scully, you may be the dumbest mother fucker I've run into so far in my return. No wonder no one likes you. I didn't "dig up" your loss to Peter Gilmour. In all honesty, I never would have known about it
...had you not brought it up in your last promo! It's not hard to insult someone when they had it on a plate and serve it to you. You really need to learn when to shut the fuck up.

Then again, if you did that, you'd lose your charm, wouldn't you? That's kind of all you have - the fact that you talk and talk and complete nonsense comes out. You're not quite CCP or Famine Of The Vile, who talk and say nothing. No, you say something - it's just usually incredibly stupid.

I hear you have a thing with tables and being put through them. That's cool. Maybe Ireland will have a few tables left for us. I'd love to continue that streak. After all, I don't want to be the one who stops a good time. I'm hip. I'm cool. If the cool kids are throwing Scully through a table, then hell, so will I. Maybe after we're done, we'll buy some fidget spinners, play Fortnite, do some meth...

...ok, no meth.

After two big set backs, I need a big win. This...wouldn't be that big, let's face it, but a win at Relentless against the Hart Champion? Now that's right up my alley. Don't throw dirt on my grave yet. I have just begun to fight. And Barney, Scully, Mark, you'll be a part of that, when you are the next to meet your...

FINAL FANT

Wait, oh yeah, Azrael is also in this match. Fuck that guy.

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