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Mr Killjoy · (08-05-2017)

Trax opens his eyes.

Darkness.

Everywhere.

He gets up from his sitting position and reaches out in the darkness, until his hand touches glass, cold, solid glass.

He he lifts his hands upwards, more glass above him.

He turns around and outstretches his hands once again.

More glass.

Glass around and above him him, encasing him.

Trax attempts punching the glass several times, no use, not even a dent.

Trax then attempts to use his powers, to teleport and escape out of his glass confinement.

But strained as he might, his powers were unavailable to him, they were gone.

It was no use, he is trapped.

Trapped, inside his own mind.

I need to find a way to get out of this.

There IS no way to get out of this.

Trax turns to see Shane Grimson standing a few feet away.

As I've told you, I'M in control now and in that glass box you'll remain.

I don't understand, why, why are you doing this?

Why? I lost everything because of you, it was you that gave the call to kick me out of Extreme Dominance, and I know it was YOU that whispered in Greg Anthony's ear to fire me too, you and Paul had that sack of shit wrapped around your fingers, you humiliated me, disrespected me, when I went to prison I lost my friends, my family. You took everything from me, including my life.

What? You got kicked out of ED because you was a fucking loose cannon, fairly certain we've been through this already Grimson. I didn't tell you to cripple half the FCW roster. I also didn't tell you to smoke crack in your locker room and lay hands on Greg Anthony resulting in your arrest. I also never told you to KILL Greg Anthony and ATTEMPT to kill me and Paul Hunter once you got released from prison either, you did all that, you tried to kill me first, I just returned the favor. You can't blame shit on me, you ruined your own life you fool, but shit... you was never one for rational logic now was you.

SHUT UP.

Grimson clenches his fists, his veins popping out his neck as he grinds his teeth, eyes bulging like a man crazed.

You took everything, but I'm going to regain it all back, the respect, the credibility, the fame.

Using MY body, again, failing to see the logic here. People are still going to think its me you stupid motherfucker, even if I am acting a little different.

That may be true, but you and I, we will know the truth...and thats all that matters. How much championship gold have you won since you returned to XWF months ago? None. But you, as in I, has a shot at the Xtreme Championship next week, and when I beat the Duke boy within a inch of his puny life, then go on to win that little tournament, then the Universal Championship... that will all be on ME. Not you.

Grimson laughs as Trax slowly shakes his head.

Whatever fool, you're deluded and insane. Paul and Jackie will eventually work out whats happened and find a way to reverse whatever the fuck it is you've done exactly, so enjoy the hijack ride in my body while you can, its not gonna last.

Hahahah! We will see, I'm going to enjoy doing what YOU'VE failed to do repeatedly recently and win championship gold next week. You should actually be thanking me you know, because of me.. people are going to think you're worth a damn again... although we'll both know thats not actually the case. Enough of that however, as focused as I am on winning that title and advancing in the tournament, something you'd would fail to do...I have OTHER business to also attend to.

What...what other business?

Grimson smiles once more.

You shall see.

Trax opens his eyes...and finds himself in his office sitting at his desk, he smiles coldy as he stares into the camera lens.

Kids, adorable aren't they? Don't you just sometimes want to wrap your arms around them, and squeeze them until their eyeballs pop and their spines fold like a bad hand in poker, I mean the desire to do that definitely came over me after watching Thaddeus Duke's promo. Duke, that child appears to have a lot of spunk, especially for someone who was seemingly doubting himself not that long ago, reflecting on how things haven't being going his way as of late, wondering if the Xtreme Championship is his glass ceiling...

Trax laughs at the words "glass ceiling".

Apologies, I found that funny for some reason, but back to what I saying, Dukes been wondering as of late about his position in XWF, and if he is destined to just be second place. Well I hope I can comfort him and tell him no he isn't destined to be second place, or third, fourth or fifth. Its not because he's destined to soon be number one, no of course not, its because he's destined to soon be wiped clean off the map. Things haven't been going your way Thaddeus Duke? Well join the club, the good news is that for one of us, this match will mark the start of our careers being revitalised as we begin our ascent back to the top, the reason I say "back" to the top is because, spoiler, that one of us is not you, you're young, you're still fairly new here in fact in a manner of speaking. You've yet to reach the top and when I'm done with you, you won't be reaching within sniffing distance of it anytime soon either.

I watched your little promo full of weak half-cocked jabs and excessive dick stroking, in all honesty your little meeting with the French President was the most entertaining thing about it to be honest, I do love a good war, I do love bloodshed. I mean that goes without saying I am of course, a proud American. I found that drama at the start of your promo quite exciting. However when you got round to attempting to throw talk trash towards myself while simultaneously trying to big up and puff out your little bony caved in chest thats when the whole thing fell off a cliff, truth be told.

I just want to make some things clear to you child, I don't think I can beat you because I beat Caedus and you didn't, that has literally nothing to do with my thought process at all. You can't apply ABC logic to wrestling, Wrestler A might've beat Wrestler B and Wrestler B might've beat Wrestler C but that doesn't mean Wrestler C can't beat Wrestler A. I know that. In fact, anyone can beat anyone on any given night. I also know that. I've said it before, as have others, theres a sprinkle of "humility" for you. I don't even have me pegged beating you being down to the fact that I'm significantly stronger, arguably faster, definitely more experienced, although all those things certainly help. You know why I know I'm walking out of our match with the win and in turn with that Xtreme Championship? Iron Will. Iron Will on the scale you've never seen, will you can't prepare for, or come up with a counter against, my mind has been refocused, my objective is clear, and you're going to have to kill me to stop me from achieving it because as I've already said, and as I've already exemplified last Warfare I'm most certainly fine and capable with crippling or worse you or anyone else that gets in my way from this point on, thats a fair warning, you won't heed it however which will make dishing out such punishment even more satisfactory for me.

Duke went out his way to compare our records against opponents we've faced, which is completely irrelevant given that I've just stated you can't apply ABC logic to wrestling so if he thinks going THAT route is a viable path to one up me mentally before this match he's in for a bad time. He brought up Gabe Reno, did Gabe Reno break every rule book in his match against Duke, including spraying something in his eyes to secure him the victory? I don't think he did, but I'll give him that one regardless, then he says he beat Doctor D'Ville at High Stakes, true D'Ville was in the match but apparently young Duke has forgotten Broken Oswald was in the match too and it was HIM Duke pinned, Duke wants to class that as a win over Doc, fine because it technically is, but that means I ALSO have a win over Doc, considering I pinned Trump who was partnered with Doc in the tag team tournament, so me and Doc both have wins over each other and my win came first. Then of course as Duke so kindly pointed out, Caedus beat me at LL but I pinned him also months later, so although I know its outside school hours lets go over that maths of yours shall we Duke? We both have wins and losses over Doc, I have a 1 loss over Reno which you can't claim and I'll never be able to get back because Reno is a gutless coward who left as soon as he dropped the title,but I also have a win over the much more impressive Jim Caedus which you also can't claim. So consider whatever point you was trying to make which is completely fucking beyond me, invalid.

Save your rebuttals, save your excuses, I beat Jim Caedus because he was "distracted" but when Reno beat me by cheating, people say he won because he was the "better man". Fuck off with that, that shit won't fly with me, I also can't wait for my rematch with Jim because when I beat him again that removes absolutely any question that my previous win wasn't due to circumstance. I got that win because I wanted it more that night, period. Just like I want this win more and will be proving it when I obtain it by any means necessary.Period. Because silencing your trap is something I'm DYING to do, and have been for a while now.

Why am I so keen on wiping that smug little smirk off that face? Because you INSIST on fluffing up victories and accomplishments to appear bigger than they actually are. You beat Lucas Arzegotti!? The man who has had a total of like four matches, and has done noteworthy during or between any of them, since I joined XWF over two years ago? The Lucas Arzegotti that is currently relegated to commentating behind an announce desk? THAT Lucas Arzegotti? And Gabe Reno? Top talent? He held the Uni title for a few weeks, so? Scully held it for months is HE now to be considered a top talent? Doc I'll give you, maybe Chris Chaos too, but who else did you mention? Micheal Graves? Hahahaha, stop it. Duke you're reaching more than Mr Fantastic, you're clutching at straws here and its truly pathetic, who exactly are you trying to impress? Because it sure as Hell isn't me, and I know damn well it isn't anyone else. But oh, you pass me a backhanded compliment "sorta" considering me another top talent you're going to add to the list, you sure as Hell best hope you do beat me to make that pathetic list look unfathomably more credible, but just so you know, I don't care if you "sorta" think I'm a top talent, your opinion holds as much weight as your toothpick body does. I couldn't care less HOW talented you think I am, you can go ahead and call me mediocre, good or great now, but after our match is done and the dust has settled regardless of your worthless opinion of me prior, you will have no choice but to call me "winner" all the same.

You're a real laugh kid, no honestly you're hilarious. You call me a shell of former shelf just like Chris Chaos, then go on to insult yourself by saying it was proven Chris has fallen off because he lost to you, insinuating that if he WASN'T a shell of his his former shelf he would of beat you, fucking idiot. I wholeheartedly agree though so I give you points for your honesty, even if it was accidental and not intended. As for me being a shell of my former self, well heh....that couldn't be FURTHER from the truth, I said in my last promo I'm new and improved, to the point I'm almost like a completely different person... and that I will go on to prove Wednesday, but you know what? Lets run with what YOU said shall we? Lets say I AM a shell of my former shelf, keep saying it Duke, again and again and again, that way, you look even more moronic when I wipe the floor with you blonde mop of a head, sugar coating you say? They'll be no sugarcoating that ass whooping, people are going to see this match for what it really is, a slaughter. You're setting yourself up for a huge fall here, bigger than the fall you took when Doc literally threw you in the void that one time, its such a shame you actually made it back out, you'd of saved yourself, and the fans not that I give a fuck about them, a lot of grief if you hadn't of done so.

I have a question to ask you though Duke, do you actually research? I mean James Raven called you out on this when he faced you and now I understand why, you say a lot of things that are straight nonsensical and a contradiction to actual reality. For instance, you brought up the Lethal Lottery tournament and stated that the only reason I got as far as I did is because of my tag team partners, which were Dolly Waters, Bourbon and Caedus. My question is this, did you actually WATCH those matches? Or did you simply make assumptions based on the names involved in those matches? If you actually watched those matches you would have seen that I got the win for me and Dolly against Hero and GG, AFTER your little ex-girlfriend almost got herself pinned by Hero Xtreme of all people. Then? It was ME that got the pin for me and Bourbon against Doc and Trump, after doing the brunt of the work and carrying that massive dead weight Bourbon both promo wise and in the ring. Granted, Caedus got the pin for us when I teamed with him, good for him, but I pulled my weight in that match too and the fact you imply I benefited off my tag team partners shows just how little you actually pay attention to these things. Just like you try and ridicule me losing to Guppy and Scully "Even with Jim Caedus as a partner" when it was Jim Caedus that handed us that particular loss, not me. You're not exactly one to talk about embarrassing losses there anyway Dukey boy, or have you forgotten you lost the Xtreme Championship back to Broken Oswald of all people before they even had a chance to change the nameplates? Big up who you've beat as much as you please if it makes you feel better, doesn't change the fact that when it comes to momentous fuck ups, you've achieved the lowest of the low you pathetic child.

And when it comes to being a champion, you are also the lowest of the low in that regard too, you have that championship simply because Raven decided for that to be, if he wanted to be champion he still would be. Are you denying it? When the evidence is literally there for everyone to see? How brash. Blingsteen despite being a utter fool who has seemingly dropped his hold on the Universal Championship prior to getting destroyed by Caedus was right to bring Raven dropping the title to you up to Paul Heyman, if that wasn't the case, Heyman wouldn't of then gone on to suspend Raven for 24 hours. Your title reign is a sham, more of a sham than your friendship with Dolly or your alliance to AX3 was. Beat me and then well it becomes validated, but when you fail in doing that people are going to see just how much of a paper champion you are. And your position in the rankings doesn't change that or mean a thing, I went from #17 to #6 by simply turning up for one match and destroying St Diabolicus. I don't opt in as much as you or some other guys, simply because I don't feel the need to. I'm a legend in this business and my legend continues to grow, I'm a special attraction, I boost ratings and put asses in seats, people like me don't need to show up every week, but because I don't thats why I slip down the power rankings , but whenever I do show up, look what happens, right near the top again and when I beat you if I'm not at the top of the rankings I'll at the very least be a couple steps closer.

But I'll leave you to obsess over power rankings, and past opponents which have nothing to do with how this match is going to play out whatsoever Duke. Its not my logic you should be evaluating, I'd revise your own and on top of that your whole game plan. Making uneducated statements hoping that they stick in an attempt to throw me off isn't going to work. You think you're firing shots but your firing blanks, I hope for your soldiers sake their guns don't suffer the same problem if you do intend of invading France, otherwise that will be the first conflict those frenchies will have had in decades that they will actually be able to win. You think your words are scathing and hit me deep, but they miss me so much I thought you closure was gonna be a hug. You're blocking me from my current goal of winning KOTR you say? Theres not a blockade on this planet that can stop me Duke. I will go straight THROUGH you and continue on my way to cement myself as KING of XWF. I will sit on the throne,my crown in one hand, the Xtreme Championship with your unwashed blood still on it in the other. I'm not shit, only shit thing about ME is my tolerance level for scrubs like YOU.I'm THE shit, boy. Now excuse me Duke, as I have OTHER, more important business to attend to.

Trax smiles once more and gets out his seat as the scene fades.

Few Hours Later.

The scene opens in a prison cell block, location unknown. Its late and the inmates are all in their cells most sleeping as guards patrol the hallways. Suddenly shouting can be heard coming from somewhere else the prison, followed by gunfire. The inmates immediately awake and spring up, peering through the steel bars trying to see what the commotion is as several guards rush through the hallways towards the sound of the shouting and gun fire. The shouting and gunfire persists for several minutes, until it finally begins to die down, the inmates in their cells look on as a lone prison guard runs into the hallway bursting through the double doors. He points his gun in the direction he just came from, hands shaking as he walks backwards not taking his eyes off the doors hes just come from as his whole body shakes as the inmates look on in silent confusion. To add to even more confusion, a red light illuminates the hallway and the prison cells spring open releasing the inmates. The guard turns his attention to the inmates who are now leaving their cells, the same inmates who have him completely surrounded.

S-s-stay back! I'm warning you!

Before either the guard or the inmates can truly react, there is a flash of red light that appears behind the guard and when it fades, a hooded man, dressed in all back stands there. The guard turns around and the hooded figure places his hands on the guards chest, theres another flash of light, this time coming from the mans hands, and the guard gets sent flying backwards several feet in the air before landing with a thud on the ground, motionless. The inmates closest to the hooded figure stagger backwards, away from him as they lift off their hood, showing his face...none other than Trax, smiling from ear to ear, eyes glowing a sinister red as he stares at the inmates.

Hello boys.

Who the fuck are you?

Your saviour. Because of me you're trapped like rats no longer. No need to thank me, but you can help me. I'm looking to rebuild an empire so to speak and for that...I need men.Now I've disabled security...and the guards... but an alarm got sent out, police will be here shortly no doubt, you can stay here and wait to be placed back into your cells, or you can all come with me and be given the opportunity to be something again, if you desire the latter, hold onto me.

The men all look at each other, clearly sceptical at first, however one by one the men gather closer and grab onto Trax. Trax eyes glow brighter and a massive red flash of energy engulfs both him and the men, when it fades, him and the men are no longer there, leaving the still motionless prison guard in the cell block hallway all alone as the scene slowly fades black.

TO BE CONTINUED.

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