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Robert "The Omega" Main · (02-20-2017)

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There are no cars or people. Without people or traffic, the sound of silence is deafening. The electrical hum of one streetlight can be heard loud and clear. The illumination from the streetlight casting a yellowing glow can be seen briefly sending down a small cloudy beam of light onto the wet street before flickering out. The cars are still there, some have no windows others no tires. Left by their owners that will never come for them. Newspapers tumble around the asphalt like they were caught in invisible laundry machines whipping them around. The trees off in the distance creak, screaming out as their old rotting limbs strain against the subtle breeze passing through. Suddenly the heavens from above open as rain starts, pouring from the sky, so thick almost coming down I sheets. Nothing can be seen. This is the sort of rain that would pummel your skin to the point it was almost raw. The large drops soon turn the abandoned street into a small river washing away debris along with the rushing water. As quickly as the rain started it stops leaving behind large puddles filled to their brims. Off in the distance, an orangeish red glow begins moving forward from the darkness. The glow sluggishly stops beside the streetlight. The humming starts again as the light reveals Robert Main.

“Micheal Graves! You have a very interesting past here in the XWF! Don’t you? You joined the company back in 2003. That’s quite a long time ago my friend! You won the World Title! Congratulations on that! You also won the Tag Titles with your brother! Another fine feat! Right there though seems to be where your accomplishments stop! You fell off the horse! The decent from the top of the mountain began, as you crashed head first into the bottom of the barrel. That’s one hell of a drop! Once you hit rock bottom, it seems you just never made it back to the top. Here and there the big boys might have left you scraps along the way. Here and there you managed to climb somewhat you hit the first or second rung on the ladder a few times along the way. Winning the Heavy Metal Championship. But what’s that really mean? Nothing to the people whom matter Graves. Nothing! You see the Heavy Metal title is something most look at as a memento. The gift at the bottom of the Cracker Jack’s box! Anyone can win those 24/7 championships! Anyone! Right place right time and boom all the sudden you have no named guys calling their selves champions. These are the same guys who thinks they can get into the ring with guys like me and somehow come out on top. You seem to fit this category quite well!

The only thing those belts are good for is providing a false sense of security. Making people believe they are something they most certainly never will be. A real champion! See at first when I got here I thought to myself I need to try after seeing what it was all about I realised it isn’t worth my time or effort. See those belts are nothing compared to the big ones! Consolation prize. I don’t have time to be second best! They are junk trophies like the ones kids soccer coaches hands out for just being on the team no matter how good or bad you might be. Those halfhearted accomplishments might mean something to you Graves. You seem to hold things that are meaningless near and dear to your heart. After you step into the ring with me you’ll find out how meaningless your career really has been. You should have hung it up a long time ago. Back then, Graves, you were the man! You were Relevant! At least in some people’s eyes. Nowadays eh, not so much! Have you ever watched the NFL draft, Mr. Graves? See nowadays you’re more along the lines of the last pick. Mr. Irrelevant! From time to time you show up then as quickly as you did show up you inevitably disappear again. Something everyone here is used to by now! Graves is here, then blink of an eye, oh wait he’s gone!”

This past week Robert defied all the odds. He went out into the first round of Lethal Lottery against unprecedented odds and came out the victor. Soon after his victory though he realised very quickly. There wasn’t time to celebrate. He learned of his next round opponents rather quickly. Once again there was no easy match! He was tossed into the quicksand. Micheal Graves and Peter Gilmore no easy task by any means. But like he always has Robert quickly adapts to the quicksand he’s been tossed into! Most believe falling into quicksand with no one around is a death sentence. As you struggle you fall deeper and deeper with no way out. You’re getting swallowed whole the damp sand pressing back on every part of your body sucking you down into the tomb that knows no sound. As you are about to go under you let out one last cry for help. No one is there! No one comes! You watch the world slowly turn murky and brown before the darkness swallows you whole! With your last breath, you hold onto hope that just maybe you will be rescued from your demise. Still, no one comes! As you fall deeper into the pit your life flashes before your eyes. From birth until now. All of the good memories flash! With one last fighting dish effort, you struggle once more moving nowhere only falling deeper into the bottomless pit! You then realise there is no way out and accept what’s happening! Slowly you breathe in the grit. It drives it’s self-deep into your lungs until they are filled. You die. You lose the fight! Locked in a sandy pit forever.

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Most would believe this is what happens when you’re in quicksand. Real life is nothing like a Hollywood movie. The science behind quicksand says otherwise. Contrary to popular belief, quicksand itself is actually quite harmless: a human or animal will not sink. Due to the higher density of the fluid. All you have to do is move your legs slowly and you’re out. Robert knows these two are a real threat to his next round but much like in the first round their flaws have a spotlight on them. The flaws of Chris Chaos and Gabe Reno seemed to get into their way and cloud their judgment! This time is no different! Most backstage and around the world would ask Robert Main why he is fearless against these men in the ring. He literally wrestling the who’s who of wrestling over the past few weeks. But what is there to fear? What is fear? That sharp, clenching feeling you get in the pit of your stomach right before your heart starts pounding? Or is it the mental mind games you begin to play with yourself over and over worrying about your impending doom? Maybe it is the sensations you feel. Like someone is always looking over your shoulder. The walking over your grave feeling that makes people shake. No man in the ring has even placed fear in Roberts’s heart. He has seen a lot of things over his life and been in some of the most grueling matches. He has been injured, seen his own blood. There is nothing to fear but fear! You cannot let it slip in. Because once that seed is planted it will take over. Make you second guess. You react slower. Afraid to pull the trigger. There is no place in Robert’s being for this! Robert has always lived by the sword die by the sword and in this match, things will be no different. He will stand across from two men and fight. These men are of flesh and bone. They have feelings. They bleed just like every other man on earth. They put their pants on one leg at a time. They are not gods! Just men! There is nothing to fear. There is only the fight. Moving to the next round is more important than worrying about anything else. Now is the time to tighten up his game and focuses.

Robert takes one last draw from his cigar before flipping it to the wet ground! Instantly the sizzling sound hitting the puddle below can be heard before fading away. Robert walks closer to the camera wearing a long black leather jacket about knee length black cowboy boots and blue jeans nothing else can be seen. He crosses his arms for a moment before looking down at the street. The street is a skeleton of its former self-stripped of its skin. All that remains are cracks in what used to be a heavily traveled road, filled with weather-beaten potholes. The concrete structures which used to be buildings are barren, no glass, wood, nothing crumbling away into nothingness. Most of the buildings here are gone. Most tore down, others falling in. Piles of brick lay on each side of the street. Even the streetlights have been cut down and dragged away for scrap metal! Vultures! Everyone is always looking to make a buck. Before Robert takes another step he spits and walks forward again.

“Now I know you’ve been trying to recreate yourself as of late even earning a Universal Championship shot. I’d give you a golf clap if you weren’t so pathetic. It’s one thing to earn a championship shot. It’s another to weasel your way into one simply because you cannot cut the mustard anymore! I look at you Graves and I see a man who had done some interesting things, you have some accomplishments. But what do those things mean right here right now? NOTHING! Not a damn thing. Those accomplishment you’re so very proud of won't get the job done against me. You cannot rest on your morals, Graves. You cannot brag about the past to me. I don’t care what you’ve done. Who you’ve beat or even who’s beaten you! This world we live in today is more of a what have you done for me lately kind of world! What have you done lately Graves? Won in the first round of Lethal Lottery? Against who? Right! Man, you had a bye! A freaking warm up match! You’ve done nothing! To even hear the commentary say what a dominating performance is a joke in its self. You faced a nobody! Not even a mid-card wrestler. The XWF universe was probably surprised you even cut a promo or two let alone even show up for the damn match itself. See while you were sucking on your pacifier in the first round! I was in the ring with killers.

I had Chaos and Reno! The best of the very best. I didn’t get an easy path into round two. But here I stand! Peter has already stated you two are going to be moving on to the next round! That’s a thought! Once again I’m the underdog! In your eyes. But you know I’ve come to like it. There is no pressure. I may be the underdog. But like last week. If you underestimate me! I’ll grind your bones into dust! I don’t see this match any different than any other one I have had here. It’s not like I came into the place and was given easy opponents or a free pass. I was fed to the sharks. Little did they realise I was Jaws! See it’s been the big fish small pond around here for a long time now! That’s all changing as I speak. “The Dark Warrior”. Graves you can call yourself whatever you like. You can paint yourself up like a hooker looking for money. Or come to the ring like a normal person. Paint or no paint, it won’t change a damn thing. I would imagine your nickname is supposed to send chills up and down my spine right? Make the hairs on the back of my neck stand up? Scare me in some foolish way? I’ve looked over all the tapes, Graves! I’ve seen what you can and cannot do. And by no means do you have anything in your bag of tricks that will work or scare me for that matter.

I stopped believing in monsters a long time ago. Now I’m sure I’ll hear the “You have never faced a wrestler like me” speech! Don’t! Last week I crushed ICONS! This time around I take out legends! I honestly don’t know what it’s going to take for me to get noticed around here! Maybe I’ll just have to run through the whole damn roster to prove a point! I’ve already wrestled the best this place has to offer and I came out on top each time. When you beat the Universal Champion the number one contender to that championship as well. You’re doing something right! Let alone weeks before that pin the Television Champion! Although Jim is a man I really do respect and in some ways admire. And no not in a creepy way either. So I’ll ask you again Graves what have you done lately? I’ll answer that one for you! Nothing! Jack shit! Please don’t give me a history lesson either on what you have done in the past! I won’t listen nor will anyone else! The word legend had a few meanings to it. “A story coming from the past; regarded as historical although not verifiable.” Right from the dictionary, it’s self not word for word of course. My words! A body of such stories or myths! Graves, this word legend describes you perfectly.”

Year’s back this avenue was bathed in a shower of yellow light from the street lights that once stood here their paint smooth and cool to the touch. Now this abandoned street that once thrived with people and many small businesses is dead. The disheveled landscape battered and beaten over the years. Robert leans against a side of an old brick building.

”Not because you have done so many great things! More because your entire career is nothing more than stories from the past! You’re nothing more than a myth, a rumor! Each time the story of “The Dark Warrior” become further and further away from what actually did happen! Your legend grows. One would think you were some kind of hero. Shooting lasers from your eyes! If you’re a hero to so many! I’m the villain! Only this time. The hero loses! The guys in the back bow to you! Too bad you have built this upon a foundation of myths! I bow to no man! Especially those who live off their past! You see Graves the whole Lethal Lottery deal is my time to shine! It’s my shot to become a legend! No one remembers the guy who got knocked out of the second round. They only remember the one who wins it all and win it all I will! You see there is no man, myth, hero, ICON or LEGEND that is going to stop me! You are now smack dab in the middle of one of my stories. As I lay the ink to the paper you Graves and Peter are only the next chapter in my book! Just like all the other bad characters in books. You two will be written off and cast aside! The third round will not come for you two. I will dash your hopes and dreams right before your eyes! Once you feel The Dead Man’s Hand! Lights out! There’s no coming back. There won’t be that heroic last split second kick out! Once you come to and look around the emergency room! You’ll realise, I broke your legendary statuses! I will have taken everything that you ever earned away in one night! Your empires of dirt will collapse around you! And that’s just you Graves I haven’t even started on Pete yet!

Let me explain what wrestling me is like! It’s like going to Vegas! I’m sure you both have been there! They seem to let losers go anywhere nowadays! You two couldn’t roll seven if someone handed you a pair of loaded dice. Scared money and really bad whisky! It’s just the way it’s always going to be! Wrestling me is a lot like Vegas. I don’t have a heart just like my hometown! I’ll kick you while you’re down! Just like those beautiful lights of the casinos I’ll pull you in and play with you for a while! I’m out to break you. And just when you think you’re going to win a hand there’s nothing in the pot! There isn’t any way to win! Just like Vegas! I heard you drop some heavy things on Justin! Surprised he is still around? Coming from a hypocrite like yourself Graves, those words holds very little merit if any at all. Justin in a very interesting character to say the least. But one thing he does seem to have is some interesting information on you and your cronies. I’ve heard it through the grapevine he has deep and very dark secrets, that if revealed would destroy your image. Did he really fail as a psychiatrist? I honestly don’t have a clue. You two seem to have a past! I’ll use that past against you!”

Robert isn’t really sure what had happened in the past between these guys. Robert knows he will take full advantage of the situation. Graves seems more focused in on the fact that Justin, is here in the XWF! It seems Graves, is worried Justin will somehow succeed and move onto the next round! Would this be a black eye on Graves? Robert isn’t sure. Justin seems to be a good wrestler. Other than that Robert doesn't know much else besides he won his first round match and now is his partner. There are also wild rumors Justin went insane and took a cheese grater to his own face. If this is the case and he did do that to himself. Who else would Robert rather have in his corner? The man is willing to go that far? What would he do in the ring? If Graves had anything to do with this, now if the perfect time for Justin to strike back. Revenge is something most people never get the chance at in life. Justin has the chance at revenge served on a shiny silver platter. Robert knows as long as he has a man in his corner ready to fight. There isn’t a chance in hell they lose this match. Graves has tossed his hat into to many rings. Placing himself in the crosshairs of many others. This weight will ultimately crush him and his oversized ego.

”You say he has failed at everything he has done! I’ll admit he seems to be a lost soul right now trying to find his way. One thing that I have seen him do is succeed in the wrestling world. He did after all make it to the second round of this torment, didn’t he? Graves like Chaos and Gabe Reno you are blinded by your own ego. It blocks all rational thinking. You know as well as anyone here in this business. On any given night anyone can win no matter the odds. You don’t give the kid credit! That’s your mistake! When he slaps that smile from your face. Maybe then you will think otherwise. You see Justin as Chris and Reno saw me last week. They saw me as a warm up match a tune up! Look how that turned out for them. Didn’t go too well. Your problem is something far greater than Justin this week. See he’s riding shotgun with me! This week Justin will be the safest man in the XWF! Then on top of it all, you and your goon squad seem to have this hard on for Jim Caedus! I don’t understand it? What is it about this man you dislike? Is it because Graves he looks like a man unlike yourself? You look like a cheap version of a shit daytime television show! Or maybe you dislike Jim Caedus because he is just a better wrestler than you will ever be. Those are just a few points, though. The truth is a little more hiding in plain sight. You can’t stand the fact that he has something you can’t seem to hold on to. GOLD! Two championships at one Graves! TWO! It kills you knowing he is just coming in and gobbled up everything you and your goons couldn’t grab.

Jim Caedus is the thorn you cannot get rid of! He is everything you used to be Graves! He has everything you want and will never touch again! You seem to have your iron into many fires right now! Universal Championship shot coming up! Jim Caedus hatred! Justin and Lethal Lottery. If I were you I’d watch all my moves! I’d watch what I say! Because fucking with some of these people could put you in GRAVE DANGER! Your all over the place you don’t really even know what way is up. Tossing words in every which way. You better focus up and figure out your priorities. Looking past Chris Chaos will land you in a coma! You might not even make it to the second round match! Watch your words, Graves, because someone around here is going to make you eat them! Along with the pearly white teeth, you have in that trap that never seems to shut for more than a split second! You did seem to get something correct in your misguided words, though! I am one hell of an athlete. I’m as good as I look and even better than I’ve shown in the ring. What I have shown in the ring is only the tip of the iceberg.

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Then you try to come off to me as the good guy. Apologizing to me, like I give a damn about anything that you seem to say. Everything that leaves your mouth is twisted up and entangled with lies Graves. I don’t need an apology. I can see it in your eyes. It’s written all over your face! You fear what I can do in the ring. You saw my match up close and personal with the two ICONS! You know I can win this match no matter who your partner is! Last round I heard my partner just couldn’t hang. Hell, no one even knew where he was! What happened there? I’m not teaching here I’m preaching! This time around you are making the same mistake Reno and Chaos made. I didn’t show heart and determination. No, you are mistaken on what you saw. I showed the new era of wrestling! I showed people what The Omega does! WIN! I’m just that damn good! I don’t think I can get past you and Peter Gilmore! I know I can! Wrestling you Graves and Peter Gilmore isn’t an easy pass into the next round by any means! It doesn’t mean I cannot win either. See I’m starting a new tradition at my home. Next to the ICONS heads on my office wall. I’ll be placing two LEGENDS heads!"

Robert pulls his phone from his pocket and answers!

"Is this Justin?............. We need to talk face to face!"

The scene fades with Robert grinning into the camera

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