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John Austin · (03-03-2014)

Friday, February 28, 2014: Location -Virginia Beach

It's another one of these chilly mornings here in Virginia Beach. The seagulls fly overhead in unison and are looking for some sort of morsel that they can fight over. The normal rednecks and beach bums have not piled in yet and crowded up the usual places. We see a few locals out either jogging along the sand or casting their poles out into the blue depths. It looks like today we will have some great weather, chilly as fuck but great weather none-the-less.

Further down the sand we see John Austin sitting Indian style on a "Incredible Hulk" beach blanket. Beside him on the blanket is a generic bottle of whiskey, a joint and his cell phone. See what most don't know, on his down time, John comes out here early in the mornings, has a smoke and a drink just to wind down from the hustle and hassle of being a pro wrestler. After such a hectic schedule and being on the road for months, John is taking a little break, resting up for the two biggest events. One being Nuclear Winter and the other being the next pay per view. He will be making a stop at Madness before the pay per view but John is taking it easy for a few days at least.

John twists off the top of the whiskey and takes a few swigs as the sun beats down upon his head. He sits the bottle back down and surveys the scene. He picks up his joint and lights it with the quickest of ease and takes a few puffs before putting it back out. John's eyes are blood red and he looks like he hasn't slept in days YEARS...He rubs his eyes and stretches with his tree limb like arms. A seagull lands on the blanket and starts messing with the joint. "Shoooo"... John says as he swipes the nasty bird away from his personal space.

The bird quickly flies away as he was this close to getting a little high himself, maybe next time silly bird. John lays back on the blanket and starts to soak in the sun. We here him clear his throat a few times before he begins to speak. His deep voice fills the sweet beach air.

It took me some time to get back to normal. Sometimes you have to do what you have to do to get the job done and I did. You see, my queen was having a rough time in her life and needed to have her "twisted" side come out again so I suggested to her that why not we begin some sessions and let her come back out to play. So she did some pretty sick and twisted things to my body and the normal person would say that is torture, me it was a pleasurable and orgasmic experience. The whips, the chains, the ball gags, the rope...all these instruments used on me made me feel a new feeling I never felt before. It's like the old saying goes when you are in pain, you know you are truly alive and man was I alive and kicking. You see its no secret, I lost my fire since I lost my US title. With Christine's help, my fire is back and it burns brighter than ever.

We had a few hiccups along the road though, with one being the named Ezekiel Carter Williams the fifth. He thought he could make a name on my dime and we traded battles. He won what was our final encounter but it is I who got the last laugh because Nazi shot that motherfucker in the hand. Nash has had to deal with Mr. Radio and his cheating ways which is none surprising to anyone. So needless to say, we have been busy the past month and a half but now comes a new change in direction. With everything that has happened, a new war is on the horizon. Something so astronomical that no-one will be left standing when the dust clears and the smoke settles.

I am not talking about the battle with Eli James and his kool-aid drinkers, that will be the cake walk. I mean the war coming up here in Fukushima, Japan. Normally I would have set this one out and waited for Eli James and his misfits but once I heard what the prize will be for the winner in Japan, I could not pass up. Since I started last year, my goal has been to finally face off against the king of XWF, at least one time. The only time I got close to the crown was when I fought the mysterious relative of one John Madison....Juan and that spic burned me bad but that is another story for another time.

Now I could take the time to individually address every single participant that is going to be involved into this match but that would take years off my life so I will make this simple, I am only going to address you Theo Pryce. I signed my name on the dotted line to help you in battle against Eli because if anyone wants to see this man fall to his knees, it is definitely me but I am putting that to the side because you have something I want man. I already have been US champ, won that UFO slash Ark of Cov whatever title, won Thunderbowl...I did it all and now the only thing missing is that golden crown across my big dome.

I am going to do what I did in Thunderbowl and that is systematically destroy all these pieces of shit so I can get my shot at the gold. I done it before and I damn sure will do it again. Now I can tell you how I am one bad motherfucker and so dangerous, blah blah but we all know that story and how true it really is. All I will tell you is that you have never met a opponent like me. I am not like The Dimallisher or Tri-bute. They try to scare you with put downs about how big and bad they are or the fact you suck at guitar playing. I don't need to do that because I let my actions speak when we step inside the squared circle.

You see Theo, I am a man who loves the darkness. It is something about it that makes me go insane but in a good way you know? I think its the fact that when the lights go out, chaos truly reigns supreme. I thrive on that kinda stuff Theo and I live my life daily in the dark. Hell other than the lights in my home and stepping out during the day time, I stay hidden in the darkness and watch all the things you do. Every business meeting you have, I am there. Anytime you hop into your car, I am right there watching you Theo. When you throat fuck all those beautiful bitches, I am there and waiting to strike.

When I defeat all these pieces of trash, I will be awaiting you Theo and I promise I will be your toughest challenge to date. Ask all those who came before you that have faced me and ask them how tough John Austin really is. I take years off your life Theo and the great XWF Universe will agree with me on that. March first will mark the beginning of a new era in the land of XWF and all of you will have to bow down and pay homage to the new King...John Austin.

John raises back up from the blanket like a zombie and begins to laugh like a moron. A gleam grows across his eyes or maybe its the joint he has been smoking? Regardless this time needs to be well spent before he heads off into battle March 1st against the many and many stars of XWF. He grabs at the bottle of whiskey as our scene slowly comes to a close

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