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Luke Gunnar · (09-19-2014)

It doesn’t take much for a couple to get by in a city like Lowell. A lower grade Boston, for the blue collars, the working class. A man can work his hands in this town straight to the bone and still be beaten down by the lazy and the system cheating scum. It’s a miracle that Luke and his partner Brittany have the kind of apartment they do. One bedroom, one bathroom. A door that locks on a blue moon, right next to it an aluminum Easton bat rusted up although its hard to tell the difference between the blood stains and the rust. Within the peeling walls of the small living room area, Luke sits on his couch watching the old tube TV reminiscent of the 90’s. His girlfriend is in the small kitchen area putting away groceries paid for with the small earnings from Luke’s loss to Blizzard two weeks ago. Generic brand food throughout the small haul full of your basic meat, grains and milk.

I swear within one week off for your “hurt shoulder” you’ve gotten lazier than I’ve ever seen you.

I bought us food for another week didn’t I? Rather for you while I’m gone.

Brittany sighs.

I don’t like this international traveling stuff you do.

I know hun I don’t really like it either, but it’s putting a roof over our head yeah? Anyway, next week it’s Aussie.

Who’s your match against?

…I don’t know some koala? Those are in Australia right?

Gunnar is about to have his question answered as the TV begins to show a commercial for this week’s Warfare. Listing the matches one by one with a little filler about each wrestler in between to build up hype, the announcer reaches the final match.

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AND IN OUR MAIN EVENT, NEW UNIVERSAL CHAMPION SHADES CLASHES WITH WOEFUL AND THE AERIAL KNIGHT, AND THAT’S NOT ALL. THE CRIMSON FACE AND FORMER UNIVERSAL CHAMP ELI JAMES WILL BOTH BE GUEST REFEREES. BUT SHADES WON’T BE GOING IT ALONE AS HE TEAMS UP WITH UP AND COMING WARFARE WARRIOR, LUKE GUNNAR, AS WARFARE TAKES PERTH AND THE ACTION HEATS UP LIVE FROM XWF.

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Luke’s expression turns to a sour one, confused, and almost fierce. He stands up from the couch and quickly grabs for his duffel bag beginning to pack. Brittany lets out another sigh.

You’re not leaving already are you?

Oh yah, yah. I am. I need to find this Shades fucker and make sure he and I are on the same train of thought.

Grabbing his two bags and his jacket Luke walks over to his girl and givers her a kiss on the forehead.

If you see the door start to open…

Brittany lets out a cute smirk.

Run for the bat. Hehe.

'Atta girl. Love you, stay safe.

Luke hoists the door open and shuts it behind him. Walking up the same street to his favorite train station he realizes no trains would be running for another hour he decides to make a detour to the 7/11 nearby.

Quickly he walks through his routine aisle grabbing two protein bars, the same two flavors he always buys, and one energy drink. He brings it up to the Indian man at the cash register pays him and suddenly the cashier looks at look and recognizes him.

I know you! Luke Gunnar, yes! We just got the new ICEE cups with you and another wrestler on them.

Luke takes a quick glance at the stack of cups next to and is overcome by a look of anger as he see’s his image next to that of the new champion, Shades. With one swipe of his right hand he sends the stack of cups tumbling to the ground falling to the floor. He grabs is drink and protein bars and storms out of the building and heads to the station talking to himself along the way.

What fuck-nut would have made a fucking match like that? Do they really think I’m here to make friends? They’re lucky I don’t take down all three of these fucks myself for Chr-

He stops walking, takes a deep breath to calm himself down and continues to walk.

I just gotta find this Shades guy, and let him know how this is gonna work. He better not think he’s calling the shots during this. Great, he’s got a new strap. He managed to take down one guy who was at a disadvantage. Typical XWF. I’ve been taking boots to asses my whole life. I won’t hold anything against this guy yet. Hell I’ll probably have to help him out a little with this Eli James guy reffing but he better know that he is no different from anyone else on the roster. He’s another body to me. And this time he just happens to be on my team.. Now I never really played well with others at any point in my life.. clearly. I don’t think there was ever a point in my life where I wasn’t getting in fights every other week or so. But the thing about all of those fights is that the cause of them, was people’s stupidity, or their need to screw me over or someone else. These two opponents are no different. Fuck, I’ve dealt with both of their kinds before.

Luke takes a seat on a bench inside of a glass walled bus station waiting box to rest before his train.

First of all John Heartsford; the ‘Aerial Knight’ walking around calling himself honorable. Jesus Christ, didn’t I just deal with two of these 'look at me I'm God's perfect child' pricks already, two weeks in a row? I’ll say it one more time John so you know where I stand with you. You wanna claim you’re Mr. Clean, works hard and plays by the rules? I don’t fucking by it. There is an evil inside of you and you know it. There’s no way you can possibly tell me with a straight face that if need be, you wouldn’t grab a hold of a rope to secure a pin, or jump in and have you and your partner assault me while the ref had his back turned.. Good thing there’s gonna two of ‘em eh? Fuck I wouldn’t care if there was none at all because you will never see me turn away from you for a second. I’ll be waiting for you to crack John, to go for that low blow or a choke with the ropes. And I’ll be sure to punish you for it so you know not to do it again. It’s like training a dog. He tears up the couch, discipline him, severely. He’ll stop. I promise you that.

…Woeful I don’t really have much to say to scare you because I deal with your kind every day. The junkie.

Luke extends his arms to the ground showing piles of used needles and broken rubber bands.

Look around you. Do you think I’m a stranger to you? I know your entire mindset before you even step into the ring, because even when you are in that squared circle with me and you see me face to face I won’t be your focal point. You’ll be trying so hard to get the upper hand and put 100% of your effort into destroying me and my partner, but all that’s going to be running through your mind is… “Do I have enough?” “Where’s my fix?” “Why is my tolerance so fucking high now?” That Toxin-7 will be your demise buddy. It’ll make you a zombie just as heroin has infected this fucked up city. You and I both know that you won’t be focused on the match.. And what scares me for your sake is this curious question that’s been floating around my head for a few minutes now. See I’ve seen what can happen to a heroin junkie when they lose their fix, when their supply runs out and they drop the shit cold turkey. It kills them, slowly and surely.. I’m very very curious to find out what would happen to the body if your Toxin dealer were to.. lose his connections.

He pantomimes grabbing two tubes with both hands and seemingly ‘unplugging them’ from a tank or in this case Woeful’s body.

Do you catch my drift buddy? ..I think I made my intentions pretty clear. I just hope that this championship hasn’t gone to this here Shades head. I’ll see you all in Australia. Shades I expect to be in contact with you sooner so we can.. negotiate.

Fade

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