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Mr Killjoy · (02-03-2017)

Flashback. Wednesday Warfare February 1st 2017.

We see a replay of the match between "Mr FN' Dominance" Trax vs "The Radical One" Gabe Reno. Trax is about to hit a Trap Silence on Reno who is arguing with the ref about the questionable tactic he used to get out of Trax's submission. But before Trax landed the super kick Reno saw Trax coming and pulled on Chaz Bobo's shirt once again, pulling him into the line of fire. Bobo caught 100% of the Trap Silencer and is out cold on the mat with Trax looking dumbfounded.

As Reno sees Trax looking down at Bobo, he grabs him by the arm and catches him in a collar and elbow, quickly getting top leverage...

Reno hits a big swinging neckbreaker!

Trax arches his back as the impact rattles his ribs, and Reno reaches into his tights.

Dewey Gobblecoque: "What the hell is Gabe Reno doing? He's got something in his hand!"

Trax slowly gets to his feet, and Reno stalks him, waiting for him to turn around...

THEN THROWS A FISTFUL OF POWDER INTO HIS EYES!!!!

Finally, a second referee races down to the ring, just in time to see Gabe Reno leap into the air with an enzuigiri, and then follow it up with a second enzuigiri in the opposite direction!

Dewey Gobblecoque: "Reno Rise! That son of a bitch blinded Trax and he's gonna get away with it!"

Trax is flat on his back, and Gabe Reno scales the ropes, then zeros in...

RATED R!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Reno's drops the leg across Trax's throat, and hooks both legs as new referee Mika Hunt makes the count!

1!

2!

3!

Reno steals the win and rolls out the ring while the fans are screaming " TRAX GOT SCREWED" as Trax gets to his feet holding his eyes yelling out in pain.

Dewey Gobblecoque: Gabe Reno with a blatant act of theft right in front of our very eyes ladies and gentlemen! There's your number one contender, a cheating little bitch who's partners with the champion! I'm gonna be sick!

The scene fast forwards shortly after the screwy outcome of the match and we see Trax backstage leaning against a wall still holding his eyes in pain. Thoughts of anger racing through his mind as he tries to focus on his energy.

Reno... That cheating cowardly bitch... That snivelling worm...that good for nothing...piece of shit...COCKSUCKER.

Trax bares his teeth seething in rage as Steve Sayors, XWF's trusty resident interviewer approaches him, and if Trax was able to see right now, he'd find the look of transparent nervousness and caution on Sayers face quite amusing.

Trax would you like to comment on what happened tonight...Trax... are you OK? Do you need medical assistance?

Trax lets out a roar and Steve Sayors steps back, Trax removes his hand and reveals his eyes which are no longer full of powder, but glowing bright amber.

The ONLY person that's going to need medical assistance is GABE RENO. Couldn't get the job done the proper way could ya kid? Couldn't beat Mr FN' Dominance clean so had to resort to SEVERAL underhanded tricks. Ref as a human shield? Powder in the eyes? Pathetic. Your win over me tonight is as legit as you "beating" Chris Chaos in that triple threat...which is to say...not at all.

Trax spits on the floor and then surprisingly, grins.

Heh, but now I can't help but feel sorry for you and everyone else in the LL, because now I'm pissed off, and now I'm coming for blood, as well as that briefcase. Nice going Reno, I wouldn't celebrate being the number one contender so soon, you might not make it past Lethal Lottery to get your opportunity.

Trax barges past SS and heads to his locker room as the scene fades.

Present.

Jackie is walking down the upper hallway in her's and Trax's New York estate. Jackie, who was flew out the country along with Eve whilst Trax and Paul Hunter attempted to track down and bring to justice Greg Anthony's killer, a feat they managed to accomplish just hours before Trax was set to face Gabe Reno at the Wednesday Warfare just past, seems cheerful and radiant as she walks down the hallway clearly glad to be back home. Jackie is about to walk past Trax's office when she hears what sounds like arguing inside, she pauses, opens the door slowly to see Trax pacing back and forth behind his desk phone in hand, shouting into it.

I don't want to hear it Lane! Now you KNOW I have a lot of respect for you and I'd LIKE to think that show of respect is mutual after we put on arguably the best championship match XWF, YOUR company now, has ever seen...but this is bullshit! I got SCREWED at Wednesday Warfare everybody knows that, but...no...no this ISN'T what this is about aren't you listening? I'm tripping out "dude" because I'm in the Lethal Lottery tournament and for the first round I'm teaming up with a guy that's never wrestled in XWF before! In other words I'm getting screwed not once but TWICE in a matter of weeks! What? Bourbon assisted you in putting the teams together? Why would you allow that when he's IN the tournament and more importantly, he hates me? This is unacceptable Lane...what do you mean this guys "good for it?" Do you know something about him that I don't? Whose behind that mask? Oh you don't know that? You're not reassuring me here. What? I should give him a call? Why? "Discuss strategy"? He stays the fuck out my way and I carry us to victory...THATS the Goddamn strategy! Ugh... fine... one second.

Trax pulls out a pen and paper from his office desk drawer as Jackie steps into the room shutting the door behind her.

Go ahead Lane hit me up with his number...yup...uh huh...OK got it. I'll give him a call right now, OK right....yeah... wait did I just hear someone in the background say they're ready to see you now? Don't tell me... you're at the doctors with Herpes again? You're a revolting human being.

Trax screws up his face in a look of disgust and ends the call and proceeds to punch in the number he just wrote down.

Baby... everything good?

Right now? Nah, not really but maybe once I've had a word with this guy... one minute.

Trax puts the phone to his ear then listens, his face then turns sour and a look of pure rage takes over it.

Um baby? What's wrong?

Trax doesn't say a word, he just ends the call, then recalls the number this time putting the phone on loudspeaker for Jackie to hear as Trax puts the phone on the table and then places his hands over his mouth and looks up at the ceiling, the phone rings for a few moments before going to answer machine.

Hello! This is Buronan and you have NOT got through to me because I'm not here! Please leave a message...unless you are an angry black man with braids, then don't bother!

*click*

Trax puts his hands down and places them on the table in balled up fists. Jackie bites her lips.

Trax?

Trax's fists, and then his whole body, begin to shake.

...baby?

AGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!

Trax yells out in frustration, Jackie cowers as Trax picks up his phone spins around and throws it at the window behind him, the phone smashes through the window sending glass everywhere as Trax continues to scream as the scene cuts out.

TRIGGERED.

The scene opens back in Trax's office a couple minutes later. Trax is back sitting behind his desk, seemingly not caring about the broken window and the glass by his feet at all. Jackie is nowhere in sight, possibly thinking its best go give Trax his space.

Smart.

Hello XWF.

Well the Lethal Lottery tourney is now upon us but before I get into that I want to talk about what went down at Wednesday Warfare, the Wednesday Warfare where Gabe Reno proved...without a shadow of a doubt that I...am BETTER then him. That's right, Reno proved undoubtedly that I am better then him, how? Because he had to resort to all the dirty tricks in the book to scrap a win against me, that's how, using the ref to break up my submission, using the ref to take the Trap Silencer meant for him, powder in my eyes. Reno had to resort to LOW tactics to come out on TOP. He couldn't beat me fairly so that mop headed weasel took the easy route. Should I be surprised? I mean despite the bullshit he was coming out with heading into the match he knew who he was up against and he knew he was in over his head, and you all saw how many promos he cut against Chaos and Nixon, and how he tried to beg The Doctors attention, the guy is DESPERATE to get over, and I guess I underestimated just how desperate he really is.

So congratulations Reno, congratulations on your cheap win, at least I can say I've never had to resort to the tactics you did to win a match but hey...a win is a win in the record books and you are the new number one contender, whether its rightfully deserved or not, and it isn't, the very notion that you're in the Universal title picture and I'm, as it currently stands, am not makes me sick.

I am sick... of this Goddamn BULLSHIT. I pinned Peter Gilmour TWICE since I've been back, it was ME who eliminated him in the chamber and ended his title reign and yet he gets a shot at Chaos before me? Gabe Reno has already lost to Chaos, been pinned by him clean, something Chaos can't say he's done to me in the two times we've faced off against each other, first in the triple threat with Bourbon and then again in the chamber, and now Reno has wormed and cheated his way past ME to get a shot at the guy it's already been shown he cannot defeat? Bullshit. If Lane had any sense, he'd make the next Universal title match a triple threat, Trax vs Chris Chaos vs Gabe Reno. THAT was the statement I was making at the end of Warfare attacking Chris Chaos, but unfortunately I don't think Lane sees a money making ratings boosting opportunity when he sees it and the fans will be forced to see Gabe Reno vs Chris Chaos once more, a match everybody knows the outcome of, that's if Reno doesn't cheat to win, and a match nobody cares to see again.

Now, I find my path to the Universal Championship detoured once again, but all hope isn't lost, for I am in the Lethal Lottery and even though I am unsure about my first round partner, I WILL go on to advance and win the whole thing securing a 24/7 briefcase and if I don't get the triple threat match I want some time after this tourney is done and dusted? Well then I'll just cash the case inside and take the title that way, howbow dah?

It's no secret, its written all over my face, I am vex, I am pissed off, and rightfully so. So what an horrible, HORRIBLE predicament my first round opponents find themselves in. I mean most people can't beat me out right when I'm in a good mood, but when I'm ticked off? Good luck with that. Oh but its looks like I've ticked off one of my opponents already, or at least the man he hides behind much like Reno hid behind that ref in our match anyway, Hero Xtreme and his advocate are apparently displeased with my use of the word "Triggered" cutting four shitty half assed promos already exclaiming so and I'm sure plenty more are to follow. Listen man, I respect our war veterans and the people who have served our country, Paul Hunter my best friend? Ex-Marine. I'd never discredit those guys. Me saying Unknown Solider was "triggered" wasn't making fun of PTSD sufferers, more like me pointing out how easily I got under Soldiers skin, nothing I said was misinformed or untruthful, I merely pointed out how Doc's been carrying Doctor SATAN! and Unknown Soldier's performance in solo completion have been off too, dude got eliminated TWICE in the chamber, by Peter Gilmour no less, you know the same guy I've BEATEN twice in recent weeks? Regardless of the fact he's wearing championship gold, dudes been straight flopping with nobody to blame but himself and when I pointed that out he went off on a tangent because the truth hurts I guess.

Here's some more harsh truths, you flat out suck. Your biggest feud here was against an even shittier, amazingly, copy of YOURSELF. Besides that have you done anything here? All time win record is 912, I HIGHLY doubt that but even if its true I'm willing to bet at least 910 of them were against more even shittier versions of yourself that you yourself bought into whatever company you wrestled them in to get over. Feel free to provide evidence otherwise, but then again I actually don't care. I don't care what accolades or wins you have in other companies because you've been here longer then me and HERE you've done nothing, nadda, zilch, no major title wins, no major wins period, nothing. Hero I suggest you find yourself another manager because things clearly aren't working out, your career here is in the exact same place it was when you started no doubt, rock bottom going absolutely nowhere.

If you think this match is going to mark a spectacular return moment for you when you step back into the ring after months of dwelling in obscurity only to come back and win Lethal Lottery overcoming MR FN' DOMINANCE in the first round on the way to doing so, then think again. You have hit a solid 6,4 sentient brick wall that goes by the name of TRAX and you won't be making it to the second round much less the final. I don't even know why I'm bothering with you, four goddamn promos already and all you've done so far is call me a monkey and ask me to apologize about a remark that wasn't even aimed at you, what sort of SJW shit is this? Well Hero this remark IS aimed at you, fuck your apology you triggered little bitch, I'm going to kick your ass so bad after this match YOU are going to suffer from PTSD motherfucker. I'm done with you now because you know what? You are the least important person in this match by quite a margin, I am much, MUCH more interested in your tag team partner for this bout.

Game Girl. How goes it, my condolences first and foremost because one thing both me and you can agree on is that you'll be carrying the match for your team, be that as it may despite what I'm sure will be your best efforts it simply won't be enough, you're not getting past me to win the Lethal Lottery, you and your partner are BOTH getting eliminated and this is not your world, this is the real world, there's no multiple lives, no restarts, once I'm done destroying you both that's it GG.Game Over.

I'll give credit where credit is due you unlike your partner are a fine competitor, when I first came to this company you was easily among the best, right up there with Lane, Gator and D'Ville some would say. You proved that when you beat Sebastian Duke to obtain the Intercontinental Championship. You went on a bit of a roll after that didn't you, maintaining an impressive undefeated Streak, that is, until you lost the belt to Christopher Isles of all people, and then well since then with all due respect GG it seems like you've been rather inactive, or mailing it in and scraping by when you are active since.

So tell me, what IS this? Why are you back? Did Lane somehow manage to contact you and asked you to enter because he wanted a couple of more past big names for nostalgia reasons? Or have you come back on your own accord with a motive? That motive to win the Lethal Lottery, and then go on to cash in the briefcase to win your first ever UNIVERSAL CHAMPIONSHIP?

An admirable goal, if that turns out to be the case. Admirable, but doomed.

I know what you are and I know what you've done and none of that matters to me, not now, it did however when I first joined the company ."A pixelated girl that goes around in video game worlds with a giant hammer fighting monsters and then comes to the real world and wrestles humans!? What the fuck!?" was my initial reaction and as a HUGE gamer I marked out I won't even lie, you was a unique and credible force here in XWF, but since me joining XWF nearly two years ago now I've seen even weirder shit then a pixelated teenage girl and I've become desensitized to it all. I mean shit I have SUPERPOWERS now, I'm a freak of nature... just like yourself. Similarly I've faced equally as unique opponents and beaten them. I rose to the top of this company with a quickness that has only recently been matched by the likes of Chris Chaos, for all your past accomplishments and credibility GG, I've out done you and you don't have what it takes to beat me now, let me put this in a way you might better understand, you need to do some serious grinding and pull out the cheat codes like Gabe Reno because against me? You're significantly UNDERLEVELED.

I NEED to win this tourney, I NEED to reclaim that Universal Championship by any means and get back on top, call it an obsession, you might be right. Feel free to mock my recent shortcomings, my loss to Reno, in the chamber, those setbacks are what keep me going and although I respect you I won't hesitate to grab that hammer of yours and shove it sideways up your 64-bit pussy if you talk to me sideways and pretend you're going to roll over me like its nothing, the difficulty for this match for you couldn't be set ANY higher, don't even think about only coming at me with 80% or less then that, come at me with 100% or don't show up at all because Game Girl this ain't no game, you come into this match all giggles and laughs then expect there to be a glitch in your match strategy that sees you getting torn to shreds right alongside your useless partner.

I am still unsure about MY partner but I will make damn well sure we're on the same page before this match happens and just as long as he can tell a wrist watch from a wrist lock and show he's not totally incompetent I have nothing to fear. The same can't be said for you two Game Girl and Hero Extreme, try and get on the same page if you want but it makes literally no difference. I have a mission and I WILL see it through, I might like video games and yeah facing a video game character is weirdly awesome but I'm not HERE to play games, I'm here to WIN, I'm here to dominate, that's what I'm looking to do at yours and everyone else's expenses but sorry to tell you GG, Hero, and everyone else, you will be getting no apologies from me after I've done dominating this tourney and everyone in it. Peace.

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