Revenge!

The time has come for thousands of music lovers to descend upon Camden for the annual music festival Camden Rocks. The Grand Union is one of the many venues in the area which are hosting some of the best up and coming bands from around the globe to showcase their talents in what will be one big party. The crowd has gathered and excitement is starting to build, one person though is distracted from the events that are going on around him. That person is Chris Macbeth. His thoughts are elsewhere, his thoughts are back in Hawaii where as a team The Union were screwed over by the XWF causing them to lose their Tag Team Championships. Adding insult to injury his Hart Title belt was stolen from him during what was supposed to be a celebration of his recent turn in fortune. During his Star of the Month reward ceremony Chris was cowardly blind sided by Ghost Tank with the later taking off with his Hart Championship belt.


Sitting alone upstairs in the pub he hears the loud sounds of guitars and drums begin as the opening act of the day begins to perform in the bar below him. Chris normally loves this day every year but this year it had been ruined by the before mentioned events. The anger Chris was feeling had consumed him meaning any chance of him enjoying the festival was impossible. He could just picture Ghost Tanks with his Hart Title belt held in his hairy ape hands. Was the XWF going to step in and investigate this criminal act within their company? No of course not. Of course they wouldn't, and for the very same reasons The Union was formed in the first place. The XWF... an American company do not take their overseas competitors seriously, they believe the British guys are beneath them and Chris truly believes that the XWF thinks that he and the other non american performers probably owe them something. It's bullshit however and it was only an amount of time before the XWF would try to remove the title belts from The Union because they believe The Union has made them look weak. In reality though, The Union has just shown the world exactly what it needed to see, and that is the truth about its beloved albeit corrupt company. Yeah Chris threw a spanner in the works when he defeated Peter Gilmour and became the Hart Champion not before he and Scully defeated all comers to become the Tag Team Champions. So the XWF have allowed numerous screw jobs to happen all in one night to attempt to remove the spotlight from the group. In reality though the XWF's clumsy, thick sculled approach was so obvious that the whole world will no see what Chris and the others have seen all along, The XWF is only looking to line its own pockets, it pushes its home-grown apparently more marketable talent rather than the competitors who are actually deserving of the higher recognition.

Chris walks over to the window and opens the blind letting the sun fill the room with light. He looks out to the hundreds of people walking up and down the road towards whichever venue is hosting the next artist they wish to see perform. He shakes his head and make his way across to the couch and lays down and closes his eyes thinking about the pain he is going to cause Ghost Tank when he finally catches up with him and takes back his Hart Title Belt. Sleep had evaded him over the past few days but now despite all the hustle and bustle going on around him he slowly drifts off.

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Many years. ago somebody took something that belonged to somebody else.

This is a story that I began a little while ago but never shared the aftermath.

This is what happened next.

If you remember I witnessed my good friend's Alfie Halliday's daughter Jasmines world crumble around her. I had found Jasmine in the aftermath of some domestic abuse in which she had been forced into shooting her boyfriend dead in self-defence. I was attempting to help Jasmine cover her tracks but when he turned his back the inconsolable Jasmine turned the gun on her self and prematurely ended her own life. As you may know Alfie for a time blamed me for this but he soon found out the truth and welcomed me back into his organisation. I am glad he did because a few years into the future Alfie would be influential in the formation and success of the Union.

I first found of his secret life early one Friday morning. I was stumbling home a little bit drunk from a quite night in the local with a couple of friends when i witnessed what looked like a fight between a hooded guy and a nice three-piece suit type of character. The hooded guy was pounding on the suit completely over powering him. It was becoming brutal so I decided to step in little did I know what or who I was about to be face to face with. Neither of the brawling pair had noticed me approaching although I was not sure if the very badly beaten suit wearer could see anything out his not extremely swollen eyes. I reached out and grabbed the hood and pulled him back off of the suit who struggled but managed to get to his feet and stumble away. The hooded figure turned and swung a wild punch in my direction, I managed to duck under and landed one of my own sweetly on the side of the chin of the attacker causing him to stumble back and trip over the curb and fall to the floor and his hood falling back off of his head revealing a mask. I was about to pounce and give whoever this was a taste of their own medicine when a voice shouted out from behind the mask.

"Chris..... Wait!!!!!"

I stopped, I was startled, They knew my name, how?

"Chris... You don't understand?"

That's the point when I recognized the voice, the voice of my good friend Alfie.

Sure enough he reached up and pulled the mask off of his face revealing his face to me, i took a step back as he pulled himself back up to his feet.

"What are you doing?" I asked as he brushed himself down.

"Walk with me will you?"

I obliged and as we walked the streets of London Alfie explained his story.

"After Jasmine, and the truth had all came out, about the abuse she received from that cunt of a boyfriend of hers, I was obviously furious, but I also felt guilt. How could I have not seen the signs. It was eating away at me of weeks and weeks after her death, I was drinking more, even contemplating falling into that life you once led with the drugs, anything to take away the feeling I was feeling, it was the guilt, the guilt was going to kill me."

"Anyway, once day I was working behind the bar and a young girl had come in with her friends for a drink. This poor girl had a black eye and multiple bruises all over her arms. As the day began to turn into evening and the drinks had become more frequent the girls mouths became a little loser and their voices a little louder. I over heard the girl admitting to her friends how she had received the bruises."

"Boyfriend?"

"Husband, but yeah. It infuriated me but I didn't want to make the girl feel uncomfortable so I never started a conversation with her, I just listened in a little. Her friends told her about a support group or online forum in which victims of this type of abuse can talk to each other and support each other, With that I saw a oppertunity, An opportunity to seek revenge, not only for myself but for all these victims."

So I left my bar staff to close up and headed upstairs trying to remember the website name the ladies had told their friend about, as you know I am crap at remembering things like that so I was rushing a little."

"I am sure you could have just googled it."

"Yeah ok, whatever that means."

Alfie is a little old school, not exactly computer literate.

"Anyway I signed up to this forum and began asking some questions, getting some information with the aim of helping these women get some revenge."

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Ghost Tank, your trash talk offended me, but not in the way You would want it too. No it offended me because I listened, and listened and could only come to one conclusion for the drivel that spouted out of that big hole in your face. That conclusion was...

Really...

This guy....

This is the guy that apparently deserves a shot at MY Hart Championship Belt, This is the guy that the powers at be within the XWF have decided best fits their plan to attempt to push back against The Union.

Ha Ha Ha Ha!

Stupid really, and a little insulting. The Union will keep on pushing to the top where we deserve to be and someone like you Ghost Tank are not the one who could stop us.


You want to prove that you're not to be trifled with?? I think you have eaten a little to many trifles yourself and the cream has gone to your head that's why you were stupid enough to blind side me and steal my Hart Championship Belt on the last edition of warfare. Speaking of my Hart Championship Belt, what that fuck have you done with it, I didn't see it present anywhere in your little bitchy promo I watched the other day?

Have you lost it? Misplaced it?Locked it away?

Yeah you probably lost it, it's the kind of thing you would do. Well don't worry, I'll find it, and I'll defend it, and I'll end your little dream of becoming relevant in any kind of way.

Irrelevance Ghost Tank is something you should be used too, there is nothing about you that screams out to me that you have a relevant tyre in your fat gut.

So Oswald Copplepot....

No wait that's The Penguin from Batman.

I don't know what your full name is so and I don't care so ill just go with Oswald Bubblebutt.

Bubblebutt I can hear the screams, I truly can, the screams of the children whose parents have put out that restraining order against you. Bubblebutt stay away from that school, at least 100 meters right?

Bubblebutt, bring your A game and I'll bring mine but not only will I bring my A game I will also bring a can of deodorant so I can give you a bit of a spray, we don't want the crowd to all collapse under the smell of your stinky pits polluting the air.


You stinky fuck!!

Just Saying!