The Genesis of Goth

Chapter: Fools


It’s November 21st, the day that Goth was born in 1976. He is celebrating his birthday merely sitting on his own as he is preparing to take home the victory at the next PPV Bad Medicine. He had decided to do so and celebrate his birthday with his fiancé, his family and loved ones after he has competed in a triple threat against Jenny Myst and Xavier Lux. Two names that have been in the XWF longer than he has been, but also names that has quite disappointed him after witnessing their first promo’s.

He breaths in deeply as he is staring at the stares through his balcony, sipping from a glass of orange juice and listening to some relaxing music. A returning theme that he loves to do when he is on his own, not seeking any distractions in order to prepare for another match and another victory. He remembers the match that he had on the last Wednesday Warfare against Atara Themis, the former Xtreme champion that lost the title to Jenny Myst, a result that he had loathed due to the circumstances that he would not be the Xtreme champion after that win. But that has changed now, he has come to respect Atara Themis work ethic, her desire to be the very best and willing to put everything on the line to succeed. Something that he has been as well throughout his entire career. A career that is now on the crossroad once more to gain another victory, another championship and another marque result that defines the test of time.

“I’ve often been told that children grow up so fast.”

Goth stops the sentence at that, smiling sinister as he shakes his head before taking another sip from the glass of orange juice and then leans his head back as he stares at the ceiling of the balcony above him.

“But I guess that does not imply to everyone now does it??”

Goth turns his head to the left, staring into the camera that is slowly emerging towards him as he slowly sits back up again in a normal position. Placing the glass of orange juice upon the ground next to him before extending his arms and his fingers intwine with each other as he sighs.
any comprehensive thought of anything remotely resembling maturity. And yet when they come to a certain age, they all beg and demand to be treated the same way as the mature grownups do. Too bad that when little children come to the realization that once they get what they wish, that they scurry away like headless chickens that have a life span of one single minute. A feat that is quite a remarkable feat for a brainless creature… Something that I am unfortunately unable to say about two brainless individuals whose heads are still attached to their bodies. But perhaps we will be capable of dissecting the mystery of one Jenny Myst and one Xavier Lux so that we at least can understand their futile attempts in making me upset…”[/color][/b]

goth says with a sly smile, he slowly rises from out of his seat and walks over towards the edge of the balcony, looking down at the scenery in front of him. Watching people walk across the pave walk, unaware of his watchful eyes of the veteran wrestler. His hands grip tight around the ledge of the balcony, causing his fingers to turn pale white in the process before letting go.

“Normally there’s at least one individual that would escape the clutches of stupidity, but I guess I just hit the jackpot and found myself the Olson twins…. Just in the shapes of Bud and Kelly Bundy… Just my luck, but you won’t hear me complain of educating them in a crash course of when to realize that you got yourself way over your head in shit that you cannot get out of.”

He chuckles as he slowly walks back towards the seat that he was in a few moments ago, grabbing the glass of orange juice and sips from it a few times before continuing without looking into the camera.

“I understand that you two know nothing about me, perhaps even prefer not to educate yourself too much and merely preferring by grabbing a assumption and run with it. One does not know a damn thing about a Goth, the other believes that he has deserved something merely for the fact that he has won a few meaningless confrontations. And I thought that listening to Latina Submission Machina too much for me to bear, I guess I owe the Submission specialist an apology, just don’t get your hopes up too high in believing that I will shower you in admiration as well as my undying loyalty, because you are still an amateur in comparison to me.”

His eyes are fixated upon the reflection of himself in the window in front of him, watching the casual clothing that he had picked out earlier in the day as the shirt is loosely hanging around his muscular body as it is a nice combination with his knee high pants.

“Your words reminded me of an opponent that I have faced in 2006 Jenny, a man that was named Crazy J. I already know you have never heard of him, so please do not try and break your little head in an attempt to find anything note worthy to mention…. Your first promo has already showcased to me that you are as clueless as the blonde bitch from that same movie. The difference between her and you is that you will not be able to wiggle your sorry ass into proving me wrong. I already know that you are destined to fail at Bad Medicine…. And I at least had hopes for you to be different in comparison to Lux… merely because you hold something that Lux is trying to proclaim that he deserves. Whatever that would actually mean.”

He puts the glass towards his lips and takes a sip from it, swallowing it slowly and savours the taste that remains in his mouth.

“The name Goth and the true meaning of being one has clearly eluded you has it my pretty? It’s quite astonishing to realize when I thought back to my previously mentioned opponent back in 2006 that he had decided to make the same mistake that you have made. I guess evolution sometimes decides to skip a few examples and Poof here you are. I’m sadly going to ignore the purified remarks of you trying to break your brain over what an emo is all about. Then to make the mistake of telling me that I do not resemble anything of the pictures that you probably have looked up on your own electronical device that they call computers, laptops or even the handy Smart Devices that has been taking over the world for quite a while now. You know, the devices with Artificial Intelligence, so that people like you can remain ignorant and dumb while people like me are the ones that still to this very day are the ones that dominate the world in their capabilities of making any decisions that will reflect your lives. OH and please, do me a favor?? Don’t try to break your brain over those big words I just uttered, we still need you to look pretty as that is the only advantage that you have over our other misguided missile of intellect of Xavier Lux.”

“Such a shame….. ”

He shakes his head while continuing to take small sips from his glass of orange juice before turning his attention towards the camera for the very first time.

”You see Jenny, people make mistakes. I sure I know I have made more than you can count upon your own ten fingers. But at least I learn from my mistakes and make sure that I will not make the same mistake a second time. Now I will give you an actual example, perhaps you should pay attention because I know it will blow your mind. I will refer to one of my promo’s in my XWF PPV debut, where I said that Atara Themis was nothing more than a mere extra in this match. That she was just added to this match merely because she needed a paycheck. To this very day I still stand behind these words, because she had not done a damn thing that had made her deserve a title shot at that belt…And oh yeah Xavier, I hope you are paying attention too because these words refer to you as well.”

“But she proved me wrong Jenny, she showed me that I was wrong. That she indeed was at the caliber of being a true champion, just like I am going to be doing when this triple threat of mere formalities is behind us all. But it made me realize that she could pose a threat to me in this company, that I needed to be in a different mindset to make sure that I will break her physically and spiritually. And I’ll just say, Atara Smash was the best sound I have heard since debuting in this company, because I smashed her hopes and dreams of ever reclaiming that championship belt, sending her packing with her beloved husband in the hopes of obtaining tag team gold… I guess it’s true what people say, you cannot keep a good Goth down. And you will find this out this Sunday, just like Atara did, just like Centurion did, like Chris Page did in a different company, just like our gorilla fanatic Ned Kaye and everyone else has experienced while facing me inside that squared circle. That I am not who your foolish assumptions had suggested that I am. But it’s never too late to be educated… The only problem for you and Lux is going to be that you are going to learn through pain and misery”

“But at least for you there’s still hope.”

He laughs as he looks more closely at himself in the reflection before lowering his glass.

“And then there’s the other side of the coin, Xavier Lux. The man that believed that he earned the title shot, merely for what?? You beat Buster Gloves?? Good for you, but haven’t you noticed that you have been betting on too many horses at the same time dumb little ignorant fool?? Oh yeah that’s right, I keep things nice and clean when it comes down to the oblivious trash talking that the kids these days love to do. Insulting the people that they should be looking up to instead of degrading them into the same level as you are Xavier. Oh yeah, I saw you winning that Battle Royal to fight for the number one contender spot for a different title. And what happened Xavier?? You fucked up.How impressive to see the man that has earned nothing, but has got such a big mouth that even the Grand Canyon recently called me to tell you that they want the biggest part of their canyon back. And don’t start to tell the world that you were tired after a Battle Royal with nobodies. I mean seriously, who did you face?? Lord Raab?? He is a supposedly moster that I have ran out of Sin City Wrestling years ago just at the moment that his jock strap that is attached to his head got too tight for him. You couldn’t handle saving energy to wrestle two matches?? Well if you cannot handle that little piece of shit, then tell me what do you think you are going to do when the pressure is really on?? I will tell you exactly what you are going to do and spoiler alert…. You won’t like it.”

“You see, I have been in the same position as you have been. And I exceeded where you can only hope to experience in a freaking wet dream. I have defended two championships SUCCESFULLY I may add at the same night. Beating down my singles opponent for the Airborne championship back in 2006 as well as crushing the hopes and dreams of some supposedly tag team wannabe’s by pinning my second challenger of the night. And you know how I managed to do that, endurance and the will not to give up to the opposing threat that may have been much more rested than you have been. But that’s the part of the game that is wrestling Xavier… You either put up…, or you just run off back to the minor leagues and keep your mouth shut before everyone else is going to experience that your brain is fucked up on foul mouthed drugs!! Criticizing me for not opting in on the 24/7 rules that is the Xtreme championship. For what?? Making light over the fact that I got screwed over twice in my attempt to win that championship belt?? Hello press the replay button on what Atara Themis has uttered on Wednesday Warfare weeks ago. Did you catch that and thought it would sound interesting coming out of your mouth?? Do you think the world is on a two second period of reminding what happened the day before?? You just fucked yourself for being an arrogant and ignorant fool that now is going to be embarrassed by a true professional that doesn’t take things too lightly. You see, you aimed for a different championship and failed in achieving the right of becoming number one contender. That’s how you earn attention and get what you perhaps deserve. But no, you are just shoved into my title opportunity hat I deserve…. For what?? Because that the booking staff of this company felt the need to have compassion for you?? Because they felt bad over the fact that you got tired?? Did you rest well Xavier?? Shouldn’t you go and take another massage with a happy ending?? So that you are ready to take another beatdown without having a color commentator making excuses over the fact that you fucked up?? You have accomplished absolutely fucking nothing Jack… I’m sorry that I am the first and only wrestler that will tell you the truth that you have got to live with. But you are just simply not good enough to ride amongst the true men in this sport. You just ride the coattails of the true talented ones, because that’s what you are. A failure, a nobody and quite honestly?? The venom in your wrestling bio is just as laughable as the mere fact that Ned Kaye gets rash across his entire body just by the mere thought of a mere gorilla. Did you know that the only reason why you were in the battle royal, was merely because the Gorilla wouldn’t compete for that shot. Let’s just sink that into whatever crater that surrounds your brain and gives you headaches every time that you attempt to breathe…. That you were LUCKY over the mere reluctance of a primate to compete. That’s right, you are beneath the nature that a gorilla feasts upon. You are beneath Ned Kaye, who I may add have already beaten in the same type of match that we will be in how many hours Xavier?? Let that just sink in Xavier, let that sink in before that the hands of desperation will slowly envelop around your throat and start to choke you out because of stress. I am in every possible way better than you and Jenny Myst. Too bad that reality has not sank in yet, but that’s what Bad Medicine is all about…. ”

With that Goth smirks towards the camera before the shot slowly fades.