Chapter 4: What can I do?

” We have to talk about Robert.”


The scene opens as Adam Barker and Chris Page are in the back of a limo at an unknown location.


” What else do I have to do to get him off my back?”


” There’s not a lot you can do but let it run its course. Robert has his mind made up and there’s nothing you’re going to do to change it.”


” You know he approached me after I told him about my cancer scare…”


The interest of Chris is peaked as he states.


” Oh yeah?”


” Yeah… told me he still didn’t believe me; not that I give a shit if he believes me or not.”


” Yes you do.”


” I do, what?”


” Give a shit; because if you didn’t truly give a shit you wouldn’t be trying to have this conversation with me.”


Adam simply shakes his head.


” It’s making me uncomfortable because I feel like he’s trying to pick a fight. I understand your stance and unlike Robert, I’m not trying to drive a wedge between the two of you..”


” I think I’ve been more than clear with my standings. Whatever beef rests between the both of you. It sounds like I should lock the two of you in a room and let whatever issues you have got worked out. You both sound like a couple of bitches.”


” Well excuse the fuck out of me for trying to defend myself when my character is being assassinated by your Tag Team partner while you do nothing about it!”


Chris finally has enough of this entire situation.


” Bro listen up and listen well… I’m not your fucking keeper, honestly, I don’t give a flying fuck about where you went or why you left because that’s between you and your maker; the reason I’m not taking sides even though Robert has some good goddamn points if because I know you and I know you’re not stupid enough to try and cross me. We’ve been down that road once before and it didn’t end well for you.”


There’s a momentary pause from Chris before he continues.


” You don’t have to convince me that you’re legitimate you’ve got to convince him; how you do that? I don’t have a clue, but perhaps more importantly I pose you this question, why does his approval even matter to you?”


Before Adam can answer the back passenger side door of the limo swings open and it’s Robert Main who pokes his head in before getting into the limo where he rolls his eyes upon seeing Adam while softly stating.


” This fucking guy again.”


Robert scoffs at Adam before he continues.


” Are you going to tell him you’re full of shit or should I?”


Adam quickly spouts back at Robert.


” The only person full of shit in this car is you, Robert. I don’t know why you’ve got such a hard-on against me when I’ve done nothing that warrants that kind of treatment.”


Chris rolls his eyes as the bickering amongst his friends continues.


” Is that right? Something hasn’t been right with you since you showed up out of thin air… so I did some digging and made a few phone calls.”


” Oh yeah? Who are you gonna call?”


” It sure as shit wasn’t fucking Ghostbusters… Let’s say I called a friend and had him do a complete search on you….”


Chris has enough of the kiddie shit and interjects before Robert can continue.


” Oh my god this has got to be my hell! Where’s Lucifer? Tell him to come out…”


” I’m serious bro, ask him who he called after Savage; you told me when you went back to get your bag he was acting suspiciously… and I know why.”


Adam lashes out at Robert.


” You don’t have the first clue as to what you’re talking about.”


” Tell em’! Tell em’ who you called…”


Chris turns and questions Adam.


” What the fuck is he talking about?”


Robert continues on.


” Tell Chris who you called!”


Suddenly the lights start to slowly flicker before picking up speed and ultimately dimming before going dark.


”Hello?”


The lights flicker back on revealing…







Adam backs up against the door of the limo as he looks into the eyes of The Omega and The Beast.


”Chris?”


” Chris isn’t with us anymore, Chris was too weak to see through you…. But I’m not.”


” Let me spell this out for you… there are many sides to Chris Page and Robert Main… while the side of Page that is sympathetic to your friendship…”


The Beast leans forward towards Adam as he whispers at a very audile tone.


” I’m not.”


” You had the chance to own up to it, I gotta be honest with you… I enjoy the fact you elected to do this the hard way. You sheer satisfaction of your screams filled with pain will be music to my ears.”


Fear begins to overcome Adam as he glances towards The Beast, or as he knows him, Chris Page.


”Chris!”


The Beast rolls his eyes at Adam before reaching out slapping him across the face as he spouts out.


” Somebodies not paying attention!”


You can’t fault Adam when the rest of you make the same mistake on a regular.


” Chris isn’t with us anymore… and I’m going to gut you like a little piggy if you don’t start talking.”


The Omega leans forward as he states.


” Let’s not spoil the surprise just yet… “


The Best turns his attention towards The Omega


” Well that sucks.”


” Oh no, he’s going to talk but he’s going to lie again first… when he does I want instruments at my disposal so I can see how loud he screams.”


The Beast sits back in his chair as he turns his head to the right and looks over at Adam.


” He just bought you a little more time.”



…. TO BE CONTINUED

Words from the Stoned One:

” You know I just don’t understand…” The scene opens as Chris Page Is shown sipping a Martini under a large umbrella at a glass top patio table. On the table sits the XWF Tag and the XWF Television Title, a square red ashtray, a square silver tin, and a black light.


” I just can’t seem to grasp just how fucking stupid people can be, right Wizard? How dare you start making excuses for your impending failure on Robert Main and not blame yourself for being the pathetic excuse for a Professional Wrestler that I’m going to expose you as? I mean, to hear you and everyone else you’d almost think that I wouldn’t be successful if it wasn’t for Robert…” Chris simply lets out a deep sigh as he places his martini on the table before leaning back in his chair resting his hands behind his head.


” Did I need Robert to win the TV Title a few weeks ago? I didn’t think so. Fact is I don’t need Robert to do my bidding when I’m more than capable of dealing with you on my own; I hate to break the bad news to you… but uh… you’re nowhere near as credible as you think you are to warrant anyone’s involvement to give you an out for being humbled on your road to Relentless.” Chris reaches overtaking the silver tin from the table. He cracks it open taking out a pre-rolled, he closes the case and slides it back on the table before taking the lighter.


” You have backed yourself into a corner and have already begun at grasping at straws knowing that you’re in a no-win situation; not because of Robert, but because of me.”[/green]
[i]Chris fires up the joint before putting the lighter back on the table.


” You’re in a position in which you can’t lose; because if you do everything you’ve built for yourself goes up in smoke and you’ve just become an easier target for Robert to take out… what you fail to realize is that everything you had going for you went up in smoke the moment this card was announced with your name appearing across from mine. I don’t give a flying fuck about your quarrels with Robert and I’ll be damned if I’m going to let you use him as an excuse. So let’s end this speculation, if Robert gets physically involved I’ll forfeit the Television Championship to you. End of the story,” Chris takes several small tokes off his joint, inhaling deeply before exhaling some smoke out.


” Now the excuse is removed from the equation this brings it back to where it belongs and that’s between me and you. I’m looking forward to making you my bitch and showing the locker room and the world just how unprepared for this spotlight that’s been cast upon down upon you. I have a goal with the TV Title as the Number One man on Savage and you don’t get to take it away from me.” Chris takes another long pull off his joint before ashing it in the ashtray. He inhales deeply before blowing out smoke as he reaches for his martini.


” I wish I could say I remotely impressed with your showings against me but that’d be a lie. I’ve seen people put out polished turds better than that promo you call yourself releasing. You are like every other twit on this roster that THINKS they have Robert and I figured out when in actuality you don’t have the first fucking clue. You’ve already gone wrong with this delusion that Robert is ringside to fuck you over, you’ve gone wrong within your notions of me in general and while usually, I’d take you by the hand and verbally rape you and your flawed attempts; it’s not worth repeating… again.” Chris polishes off his martini before placing the now empty glass on the table.


” It only makes me look forward to this title defense even more so that I might introduce you to just how dangerous I am all on my lonesome; but what you’re also going to come to grips with rests with just because we are at ringside doesn’t mean we get involved. This impending failure is on you and you alone; something else that you’re going to be made privy to is just goddamn great I am at what I do between those ropes. At nearly fifty years old I will outclass, outmatch, and simply out do you in every sense of the fucking words for no other reason than because you’re not talented enough to do a goddamn thing about it but like it and deal with it.” Chris takes a small toke from the joint as before he continues.


” But it’s cute that you want to try to demean me when you know absolutely nothing about me. See guys like you are a dime a dozen while guys like me are once a generation. I’ve done everything there’s to do for me within this profession and what was supposed to be a short run has turned into a year and a half later and yet here I still stand the object of affection, undefeated as a Tag Team with the premier force within this organization, I’ve captured my own singles title after countlessly being robbed or slighted by the shot callers and I’ll be Goddamned if you’re going to waltz into my house and take it all away from me. You’ve not earned that nor will it be afforded. The lesson that you are going to learn from this encounter rests with just how far from ready you think you are to tangle with me… let alone Robert.” Chris exhales the smoke.


” But beating the shit out of you isn’t the only reason I’m coming to Savage; oh no, I’m coming to throw down a challenge of my own… and no Thad, has nothing to do with you as you’ve already been disposed of. My challenge will be going out to one of the many trolls of this federation employee. That’s right boys and girls one of your numbers is about to be called for Relentless, and while I fully expect it to be shot down because you all seem to think that you dictate my pace… whatever… the fact is I’m not the guy that stands idle while you all run your cock suckers, I’m a man of action and I assure you my actions will speak louder than any of my words.” Chris reaches over placing his joint in the ashtray.


” In closing, I’ll leave you all with this little nugget for you all to sit back and think on. I’m leaving Savage exactly as I enter… The number one guy on the program… I’m moving forward to Relentless where I will successfully defend both the Tag and TV Title throughout the weekend while Robert successfully defends the Tag and Xtreme Title, continuing the Pay-Per-View dominance Cataclysm has brought to the table all year long! The masses hate us while all of you want to be us. We are what captivate the masses and we are what makes the XWF what it is today.” There’s a sly smirk on the face of Chris as he reaches out taking the joint from the ashtray.


” Phase two is complete It’s just a matter of time before our entire plan comes full circle while everything becomes ours. What’s sad as fuck is how you all seem to think this ends with Robert and me… You’re dumb enough to think there’s not more to this equation, and you’re sadly mistaken. I don’t make false promises… the landscape is about to change once again that will leave you picking up your jaws. Continue to think we’re playing around, continue to think this stops with us…. It only gets bigger from here.” There’s a momentary pause from Chris before he continues.


” I’m not going to bask in anyone’s aura… I’m going to bask within the glory of my first, but many successful TV Title defenses. Strap in kiddies because this is going to be a bumpy fucking ride.” Chris winks at the camera as we fade to black.

- HALL OF LEGENDS 2019
- 2019 Heel of the Year
- 2019 Locker Room Leader of the Year
- 2019 Feud of the Year w. Robert Main (you’re welcome)
- Former


With Robert "The Omega" Main

XWF World Heavyweight Champion