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Robert "The Omega" Main · (05-17-2017)

Death Of A Champion

Wednesday November 5th 2003 Michaels Funeral

Death lurks in the dark, he crawls under children's beds while they are sleeping sweet and peaceful dreams. He is always there following not too far behind. The closer he gets to you the sooner he will take you as his own. He is the demonic force that decided when it is time for you to depart this Earth! He sends fear down every man woman and child’s spine! Tormentor of the many souls claimed by his hand. When your time is drawing near, you begin to feel his icy breath. You shiver, looking behind you but no one is there. The feeling of being watch never leaves your mind! Death takes you by the hand and leads you either to a fiery hell and torment. Or drops you in the clouds at those pearly gates of gold. One would think that dying would be pretty straightforward! It’s not a gate to certain immortality just simply, a departure from life itself. There isn’t a pattern it follows. The reaper comes and takes you away. Death at some point will come for us all it is inevitable. Death turns a blind eye to what is right and wrong, to hand out an everlasting sleep. He does not discriminate! When it is your time you have no choice! He is neither right nor wrong! He just takes you to the other side!

The November morning was cool but beautiful. The sun shined brightly from the heavens above the leaves on the trees were bright oranges and yellow the grass still covered in morning dew. The rays of sent a glare that was offensively bright blinding you if you didn’t have sunglasses on at the time. Robert dressed in a black suit and red tie looked around outside the funeral home parking lot taking in the many different colors this November morning had to offer him everything was so bright it was like god had conspired to show Robert just how the world would go on without Michael. In Roberts mind, it shouldn’t. He thought to himself that everything around him should be as dark and foggy as his many emotions swirling around like an angry sea. It should be colder and damp with rain pouring from the dark clouds from above. The birds sang. The sun shined and live continued on without Michael. Robert walked up the sidewalk towards the funeral home slowly. Like a child about to get punished for something, he did wrong! As he walked his silhouette followed him closely comforting him. Keeping him company. For a moment he wishes he could disappear. As Robert walks into the funeral home he never looks up from the carpeted floor. He wonders how many people have been brought here crying missing a loved one that had just passed. Or their best friend. He knows others has been in his shoes. But that doesn’t stop the hurt inside! Robert comes to a stop at the front row and looks at Michael’s Mom and Dad both dressed very dapper. Robert embraces both of them with a hug as their long held back tears began to flow. Robert was not ashamed to cry. He loved and missed his best friend. But now he was forever. Robert knows a little part of him died, a light had been extinguished inside his soul. Robert takes a seat next to Michael’s parents as the funeral service begins.

As the service moved forward Robert stared up onto the stage. He looked past the pastor and watched Michael. Almost hoping his frail friend would wake up and snap out of it. Roberts’s grief begins to overcome him! The grief surged with every breath that left his sad body. Tears began to well up and spill from his overcome helpless eyes onto his lap. In that moment Robert wasn’t sure that his life would go on without Michael. Robert tried coping as he sank into his seat. His fingers clasping one of Michael’s high school pictures they handed out at the front door. In the picture, Robert had he was smiling, wearing his baseball uniform. As the funeral came to a close everyone greeted Michael’s parents standing by their fallen son’s casket. Each person telling them how truly sorry they were and that they would be in their thoughts and prayers. Robert knew he was going to be one of the very last people to see his friend as they shut the coffin for the last time and he carried Michael to his final ride towards the cemetery. Robert doesn’t get up he just sits! In the front row watching everything unfold in front of him as everyone leaves the Robert gets up and walks towards the casket. He slowly opens is Suit jacket revealing the I.W.G.P. light heavyweight Championship! Michael’s parents watch Robert as he stands over his lost friend!

Robert: I’ll miss you, my friend! Just know I love you! You were my brother! I want you to have this!

Robert rips the I.W.G.P. lightweight heavyweight championship from his waist. He stares at the belt for a moment before folding it up and placing it inside the casket with Michael! Robert turns his back as the funeral home staff begins folding the blankets up inside the casket. Robert and Michaels's parents crying once more! Just as they begin shutting the casket. Robert looks over his shoulder one last time. As they seal the casket shut Robert knows his friend is in a better place now.

The Final Resting Place

The cemetery seemed cooler than everything else around. The funeral home parking lot was very cool. But something about this place made it seem cooler than it actually was. Maybe it was because death surrounded him! Robert watches as the rest of the funeral party makes their way over the top of the hill towards the graves site! Robert has his Mom on one arm and Michael’s Mom on the other arm as the two Dad’s stare down into the hole dug into the Earth. The air is cool and refreshing, yet feels like a cage around them. There was no service here. Only lowering Michael into the cold dead ground. As the rest of the wedding party arrives circling the grave site. The white casket is placed on a motorized lift. Michael’s Mom steps forward placing two dozen red roses onto her son’s casket. She runs her hands over the white finish. Like touching him for the last time! Roberts Mom steps forward placing two dozen yellow roses onto the casket before each mother steps away they hug one another letting out an earth-shattering screech!

Robert begins struggling to hold back the grief as the tears begin to flow steadily. Each tear silently falls down his face hitting the grass below him! Robert feels bruised inside and out. The numbness taking hold of his extremities. The emptiness seems everlasting. As Michael’s casket comes to a stop at the bottom the six-foot hole due for his final bed. Robert watches was Michaels Mom and Dad both drop in a hand full of dirt walking away out of sight over the hill. Robert shakes his head no as everyone leaves. He grabs a shovel nearby sitting in the pile of dirt. Robert begins shoving in dirt franticly. Screaming out in pain! He yells at the top of his lungs NO!! WHY DID YOU LEAVE ME?!? Roberts Dad rushes over trying to calm his son down grabbing him by the waist pulling him away. NO! No! Robert drops to the ground with a broken heart tears falling from his eyes! WHY DIDN’T YOU FIGHT?!? Robert crawls over to the dirt pile pushing the dirt in now with his hands screaming! He is now covered in dirt as His Dad pulls him away hugging Robert tightly!

Dad: Son I know you are in a lot of pain right now we all are! We all loved him! But he is gone now! It is going to take a lot of time to get over and heal but we will heal Robert! Look at me son I know how you feel. Everything is going to be alright! Robert, I love you!

Today

Robert stares aimlessly at the ground where he stood many years ago shoveling in the dirt with his bare hands. His Dad dragging him away like a rabid dog! Robert looks around the cemetery through his dark aviator sunglasses thinking of the past! Off in the distance, a thunderstorm can he heard rumbling closer by the second! He slowly adjusts his dark blue Gucci suit and checks the time on his gold Rolex watch! Robert takes the [pink]Hart Championship[/pink from one shoulder holding it in his hands staring down at the gold. Though the sky is cloudy the gold belt shines brighter than one would think! Robert turns placing the Championship over Michael’s headstone. He takes the Trios Championship and places it over his headstone right next to the other belt. Robert turns around facing the camera as the belts hang on Roberts best friends graves stone.

There you go, buddy, just for you! Two Championships! I told you I’d let you wear one of mine one day!

Robert pauses for a moment

You know Danny! I’ve witnessed a lot in my lifetime. I’ve seen fiery plane crashes. Robert points behind him I’ve had great friends taken away by deadly illnesses. I’ve been around the world and have seen things other men may never get the chance to see! Japan is beautiful! An amazing place with beautiful buildings. Colorful statues and art. The food meh! Not so much! The world is a beautiful place, Danny! But there is one thing that I hadn’t seen! As I sat listening not watching because I cannot watch your promos! I realized you may have just had the worst promo of all time! Like always the random pictures that make no sense what so ever! That aside you filled half of your promo with my quotes! I mean thank you! There is nothing I like more than free air time! You picked and choose what you thought would make you look better against me! Sadly you have failed yet again. I guess you have to get something out there before our match! I mean hell it isn’t quality but it’s something! I’m not going to quote everything you said like you did me. I may be getting promos out there for people to see. But I’m no novice! I cannot even believe you would go there on me! Really a novice! Coming from captain quotation? Come on man!

Be honest with yourself and everyone else for once please for the love of god! Look at the two pieces of dung you produced! Look at the view hits Danny! Take a peek at that for a second! I have more hits and views in one freaking promo than you do with all of yours combined! People view and listen to what I have to say? What do you have to say about that! Huh, Spielberg? No one is listening to you. No one wants to see the mind altering garbage you like to produce week after week after week after fucking week. Same damn thing repackaged over and over gets old! They view me because I speak the truth! Don’t patronize me with your bull shit, Danny. It will not work. You are trying the same bull shit you used on these other guys! You claim these things you throw into your promos are for entertaining the people who signs our checks? While your ball washing why don’t ya come wash mine for a few? Give me a break! You suck ass! Here is the very difference between you and I. You try to entertain the management around the XWF! With popcorn productions and quotes! Me, on the other hand, I entertain them by putting on shows in the ring. By being one of the best wrestlers on this fucking planet! I line their pockets with money by putting asses in seats! I sell merchandise that also lines their pockets. Don’t give me this song and dance! You are doing the things that you do because you do not know how to do anything else. You stick to the same old tired, lame crap! Garbage! Junk!

So keep on entertaining Mr. Lane with hard to follow promos! Keep losing matches to superior talent and see how long these management members you love so much keep you around! It will be the unemployment line for sure! Robert Laughs Now here I stand dressed in a suit and tie I have on my five thousand dollar Rolex. My curly hair pulled back out of respect for my fallen friend beneath my feet. Are you going to go after the way I look again? My guess is yes. You’ll say something like the clothes doesn't make the man. Or someone liner you picked up in a truck stop bathroom. Clothes don’t make the man. But they make the man look damn good! I am not used to wrestling every single week overbooking myself into obscurity! You need the people to want to see you kid! If you’d listen for a half second maybe you would learn a thing or two. See in my contract it clearly states. I can wrestle when and where I want Danny. That’s another perk of being a top star. Kid when I wrestle they follow in droves. Why do you think XWF management that you ball wash all the time has me out signing autographs and doing television shows? I get people’s attention! People tune in when Robert Main is on! So before you talk about something you know nothing about id keep your trap shut! I spend more time promoting this company than I should I agree but it is a part of my contract none the less. There has never ever been a show when I have not entertained the crowd or outperformed my opponent. Never!

You keep bringing up Drake and the Revival! Why. Chaos and I retired those bunch of clowns. They might have been nobodies but Danny. At least they got noticed! Danny people tuned in to see them face us! They even got a main event spot in a title match as well. When in the hell have you been in the main event? When the hell have you been noticed here lately? They did something you cannot do. They drummed up some interest. They attacked us at house shows. Challenged us to a fight! So we accepted! If these nobodies got a main event spot! Danny, what do you deserve? You’ve wrestled nothing but nobodies! You have beaten nothing but nobodies! You are one of those nobody! If I were you I’d stop tossing that word around like a dead hooker! The whole point of your promo was to show people the same things, Danny! You might be the most graceful loser I have ever seen! I wouldn’t know the feeling of being a loser Danny! I haven’t been pinned yet! So I really don’t know what you are going through and after Warfare, I still will not know the taste of defeat! You, on the other hand, have come accustom to it! You’ll feel right at home after the match!

Then you brag about beating Scully in a preshow to a paper view? Look at how far he has fallen! Do you really want to count that or are you just being an ass hole? Brag about that win anywhere and it will get you laughed right out of the room! Funny when the big show started you were sitting on the side lines right where you belong Danny! And you talk about being a mid-card wrestler please kid! You cannot even hardly make the preshow. Mystica? Really? Him and Scully are the best you have? Your right the guys I have beaten are not currently on the XWF top fifty as of right now. But mark my words they will be along with my name Danny! You claim I am a paper Champion. I have done nothing for the Championships that I have rightfully won. I’m out here busting my ass with these promos and telling you just how it is? Where have you been? You claim you want something so bad yet you do not put forth the effort. I have been out for weeks cutting promos. You have two half worked pieces of shit done! It truly is an insult to me! You will be the first to fall victim Danny, in a long, long line of title defenses! Like I said before I am not going to lose this belt behind me until I, either give it up and move on! Or I just have no use for it anymore! I'm sorry I do rush down to the ring and fight on every show. I don’t have to try and prove myself by doing that like yourself. I can eat just fine! I have money fancy cars! I have it all Danny! You can’t even get your feet wet. That is why you fight on every card you are trying to make a name for yourself. Something I do not have to do because I have been there I did my fucking time!

The nasty dark sky above Robert suddenly restlessly grumbles. The thick black clouds bellow in over the top of the cemetery. Robert looks up into the sky smiling. The dark clouds looked heavy with rain as the slowly moved closer and close to the ground. The clouds started at struggle from the burden of carrying so weight inside them. The clouds above suddenly gave in. The rain poured down over Robert bouncing off of his face and suit drenching him to the bone. He turns and grabs the Championships off of Michael’s gravestone placing each over one of his shoulders. As he dose the water whips off of the belts behind him. The sound of emptiness was quickly disrupted by the loud clapping boom of thunder. The cold ice cold rain pierced through his suit while bouncing off the championships. Robert moves closer to the camera so he can be heard! The quality of the darkness grew by the second as the rain continued to pour!

Come Warfare Danny Imperial! I will show you that you are well below my talent level. I will outclass you in every way! You have made this match about something more than a defense! You have made this about me destroying you insignificant meaningless career! You want to call me out and say I am not a fighting Champion! Well here is your chance to prove you are worthy. He is your chance to become something more than a loser that you are known for. You will fall short though Danny! I will make sure of it. After the match, I will make you beg for forgiveness! I’ll make you squeal like the swine you are! You will wish you had never faced me. I will break what is left of you, Danny. Piece by piece I will erode away the man you think you are. You will question everything after our match! You, Danny Imperial, have bitten off more than you will ever be able to chew. You wanted a spot at the big boy's table well here it is. Try to keep up while I put on another amazing show of athletic abilities and prowess. After I toy with my food for a while, Danny I will eat you alive. I will retain my Championship! I will move on and defend it again and again! I will become something you will never become! My legend only grows while your falters away into nothingness. No matter how this plays out! I win. But pinning you might just be too easy. I might just make you cry like the painted up bitch that you are and make you tap out! The Beggars Lock is nasty!

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