” We have to talk about this…”


The scene opens post-Saturday Night Savage which saw an awful lot of Chris Page and The Beast sprinkled throughout the show; ya know, because he’s so loved. Not really, but it did sound good. Robert Main and Chris Page are in Cataclysm’s locker room packing up before getting ready to get on the road. Chris zips his travel bag as he responds.


” What’s there to talk about?”[/event]


” Don’t be coy with me Chris. What the fuck was all that BoB shit on display?”


Chris raises as he lets out a small sign before turning around and facing his tag team partner who immediately continues.


” The shit?”


[green]” Listen, man, I’d be lying if they didn’t raise a good point about Relentless and my loss to TK. Your match immediately followed mine so I know you had eyes on the ring and saw Bourbon and Graves come down for the distraction, I know you saw Fury assist TK to win back the title… and yet you did nothing?”


A eerie silence comes across the locker room as Chris breaks it as he continues.


” So it begs to question is perhaps maybe there’s some shred of truth with what everyone has been saying about you when it comes to us as a team… I’m just your lackey.”


The intensity in the room starts to grow thick.


” At Relentless you didn’t have my back, that much is very evident but what isn’t is why it took so long for me to comprehend where I fall in your big picture, Robert.”


”: None of that is true and you know it! I didn’t come to the ring to help you because we had a deal; you don’t involve yourself in my business and I won’t involve myself in your… remember? Or have you smoked that brain cell away? Or how about this, what if I did come out and level the playing field and you retained, then you become the champion that wouldn’t be had it not been for Robert Main! I’m fucked in either instance!
Now you want to hold me responsible for your loss? Bruh, I mean this in the nicest possible way…”


Chris cuts Robert off in mid-sentence.


” What the fuck did you just say? I want to make sure I heard you correctly by saying I don’t get into your personal and you don’t get into mine?”


” That was the deal.”


” Then why the fuck did you ask me to help you get a ” break”? Is that not helping you out with your personal? You see Robert I’ve gone above and beyond to make things right with you and as I stand here now looking you in the eyes I don’t think I can say the same for you.”


Chris turns his back to Robert and grabs his travel bag before turning back around.


” I turned them down tonight, in case you didn’t notice but it doesn’t take away from the point they’ve made, and while I turned them down tonight what’s to say I don’t turn them down the next time? I’m sick of living in your shadow and I’m tired of being looked at as an afterthought ….”


Chris walks over to Robert as he then states.


” All is forgiven though bro… “[green]


” They’re trying to drive a wedge between us because they know it’s the only way they take our titles…”


[green]” It’s going to take a lot more than that to pull us apart; especially since I now know the rules of the game.”


Chris winks at Robert before walking past him where he opens the locker room door and exits through it and out into the hallway where he makes a right turn and disappears as he leaves Robert in the dressing room.


” What’s that supposed to mean?”


Robert turns and walks through the locker room door out into the hallway and makes a right as he’s heard shouting out.


” CHRIS WAIT UP!”


Fade to black.

Words from the Stoned One:

” I don’t know where I go from here…” The scene opens as we see a handheld camera shot on the face of Chris Page as he is shown in a what appears to be a hotel suite.


” Over the last several weeks I have been on the highest of highs carrying two straps to the lowest of lows being defeated at Relentless by Thunder Knuckles and losing one of my coveted titles in the process. Yes, yes I’m aware that dropping the TV Title in a month with a draw and a loss to my record only placates the narrative most of you spit in my direction when you say I’m pretty much a nobody.” Chris lets out a small sigh before he continues.


” At this point, I can’t offer you an explanation for my shortcomings, nor will I even try because, for the first time in my entire thirty-year career, I’m starting to finally believe you. Maybe I’m not the man I once was and maybe you’re right when you say having a show-stealing match is pointless if your arm isn’t raised in the end.” Nothing but sincerity escapes the lips of Chris as he continues.


[green” It’s time that I accept the fact that father time is catching up with me and I need to be realistic about my short term and long term goals that I have for myself within this profession. Being the partner of Robert Main certainly doesn’t help my case.”[/green] There’s a slight pause from Chris before he continues.


” Let’s be honest here, he does cast a rather big silhouette to step out from behind when you consider just who the hell he is and what all he’s accomplished within the ranks of the Xtreme Wrestling Federation; the dude has been beaten twice in two years, one of those via briefcase cash in. Let that sink in for a second before we start to discuss how he’s running with two championships; yet another thing I clearly cannot do.” Sheer dejection is heard in the tone that Chris speaks followed by another sigh, deeper from Page.


” For the first time in thirty years I’m seriously questioning if this is all still worth it.”
Chris leans back in the desk chair as we get a shot of made king-sized bed while Chris takes a moment before he states.


” And I don’t know how I feel about that.” There’s a brief pause before Chris continues.


” I try so feverishly to prove all the naysayers wrong, and yet I continue to come up short. Being one half of the greatest XWF World Tag Team Champions in the company’s history will be enough, right? Oh no, wait… you’re being carried to that by Robert Main.” Chris’s tone shifts to a more methodical voice as he intently gazes into the camera.


” Tell me something I don’t know!” Chris exclaims as he slams his fist down upon the desk rattling the camera before he takes a deep breath to compose himself as he shuts his eyes for a second while letting out the deep breath.


” I just don’t know where I go from here because it’s never been more evident just how much of a sideshow I am when you look at what the fuck they’re put me in on the Halloween Edition of Savage.” Chris simply shakes his head is disapproval for a second or two.


” When I saw “zombies” around the ring I immediately thought James Raven booked this shit and if that couldn’t be bad enough I look at my opponent and when I saw the last name Blackwater reality sank in just how fucking low my stock in this federation truly is.” There’s a brief pause from Chris before he states.


” Let me preface by saying I don’t mean to offend you by the use of your last name, but when was the last time you or your crew was remotely fucking relevant in the confines of the XWF? I say that because while I might not have left Relentless with three victories I left Relentless leaving a lasting impression on all three nights; what exactly have you done? I’ve never been a big fan of the fly by night guys like you, Donovan, they taint what little reputation this place has when it comes to being a credible organization by even allowing you to walk through the revolving door anytime you, please. This time you’ve walked through that door and are looking in the eyes of a man that truly has nothing to lose and everything to gain.” Chris takes a moment to gather his thoughts once again before he looks directly into the camera as he continues.


” All it takes is one night to start turning things around, and while I’d love to sell you and the rest of the world what this will be chalked up as an easy win, as a charity case booking I can’t do that with complete certainty, I mean you have seen my career trajectory when it comes to the XWF as a singles competitor, right? Thunder Knuckles shaved my head on Pay-Per-View for fucks sake; talk about an epic failure.” Chris clears his throat before he states.


” You’re only as good as your last match, and well my last match left me bald so it can only go up from here, and while I’m going to be getting into the ring with a Blackwater I’m going to do everything in my power to change the narrative in which my name is spoken and I’m the only person who can do that. I’m going to use everything going on around me as fuel to motivate me and bring me back to some sort of prominence because I refuse to be looked down at by anyone at any time anymore! I’m going to finally start stepping out of that shadow and cement myself as a true player in this organization… or I’ll die trying.”
Chris reaches over just off-screen and retrieves a joint. He fires it up before casually stating.


[green}” I’d like to thank BoB for this hooter, even after I dropped their shirt on the floor.”[/green]
Chris exhales the smoke before he continues.


” When it comes to you Mr. Blackwater I don’t know what to expect or how many of you to expect and that’s cool with me. What I do know is that I’m going to walk into this themed edition of Savage Saturday Night and give you everything I got because if I go down here there’s no coming back from it. This is a crucial crossroads that I’ve reached within my XWF career and while I know where I want to go the question of can I put it all together and get there is going to be answered one way or the other.” Chris takes a pull off his joint as his cell phone is heard ringing just off-camera. Chris reaches over taking a look at the screen, it’s unknown who is calling but Chris is aware as he ignores the call.


” I can officially say though if by some reason I manage to get past you I’ll officially be ready for Gilmour because that’s only the next logical step within this singles escapade that I’ve found myself in. Either which way I’ll make peace with how this shakes and it will be a true test on if I’m going to even continue to try and carve a name for myself within the singles ranks, I’ll accept that perhaps the sands in my hourglass are running out… or maybe I’ll just show up on Savage and wreck your shit!” Chris leans back in his chair as he takes another toke off his joint, he inhales deeply before he states.


” “He” might want to play instead.” Chris winks at the lights in the background start to slowly flicker before finally going dark….

























They come back up revealing…..























































” Not who you’re expecting? Looking for a Beast, perhaps? Nah, he’s sleeping…. I’m not, I’m always awake and I’m ready to play a game in which Donovan, your soul is what’s at stake. I’m not the kind of Monster that you want to associate with Halloween… I’m the kind of Monster that isn’t a fantasy or something you’d see on the silver screen… I’m very real and I’m very dangerous. Unfortunately for you you’ve drawn the short straw and have to dance with the devil in the pale moonlight….”


The dimly lit room lights start to flicker a second time before once again going dark. They remain dark for just a few seconds before coming back up revealing…

























Chris Page lightly shakes his head as if to shake the proverbial cobwebs loose.


” I’m not sure what happened? Did I blackout again? I think what I was trying to say was that this is my last-ditch effort to reboot my career and find some semblance of success in the confines of the Xtreme Wrestling Federation. I have a lot to prove, I have a lot to answer for and I’ve got a lot to re-prioritize to get me where I want to be. No longer will I rest of past accolades, no longer will I assume how shitty my opponents have been or will be in the future. I’m going to show up on Savage and lace my boots to do what I do best… perform. Win or lose.”


There’s a brief pause from Chris before he states.


” In regards to the random draw Tornado Tag Match that’s slated to take place I’m officially throwing my name into the hat of participants on being elected to participate. If I can beat up on Donovan AND manage to pick up the win in the Tag Team Main Event confidence will start to build and I might give a fuck about putting in the effort to make memorable television and moments with just about anyone that crosses my path.”


Chris clears his throat before he closes things out.


” What’s the worst that can happen? I lose? I mean I am accustomed to it at this point.”


The scene slowly fades 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