When I return to the XWF ring this Wednesday for another easy victory....should I expect to be welcomed with open arms? With glee from the masses? With handshakes from the other wrestlers?

Of course not, the XWF is far too fickle and far too idiotic to even consider that....to even consider that I am indeed a wrestling prodigy..Myself and my Monarchy comrades walked through our opponents last week...But it was I "The Prodigy" 15 Shows who stole the show...........

I did that without even breaking a sweat. Without a thought of preparation. I don't even remember who I faced last week it was so easy.

Just imagine, just try and get your heads around what I can acheive now that I have established myself here in XWF.... now that I've proven I'm not all talk....my talents have been showcased on a world stage, the sort of stage that the XWF can only dream about being able to showcase its product on.....

My talents are recognised throughout the world, and soon my talents will be fully recognised in the XWF....

My name is 15 Shows, and I am truly a wrestling phenomenon

....When I stroll into the XWF arena, I know I will not be afforded the respect that I deserve...it is my mission to make all of you idiots appreciate my craft, a mission that will ultimately end with the capture of the greatest prize that the business has to offer.....the Universe Title.

....

First though, I will make my way up the ladder of the XWF quicker than anybody else ever has, bustling my way through the masses of inferior wrestlers that grace the lower rungs....eventually, I will reach the very top, extend my hand in the air, and without hesitation or any obstacle, will grasp that gold.....

XWF.....you've already had a glimpse.....now brace yourselves, 15 Shows is here......here to demonstrate to you and the entire world that I am as good as I say I am........

**15 Shows lays asleep on his hostel room bed. He has drifted off into dream land**

I stand above all those below that dared to doubt me, that dared to ridicule me….those misguided individuals that decided that I wasn’t quite good enough for the job, those that thought that I just wasn't championship material.

I can see my reflection in the championship gold that is staring me in the face….”this is what I do this for” …. “this is why I put myself through all this pain and trouble” ….. Those two thoughts kept running through my head, over and over, and to be frank, it was those thoughts that kept me entranced…..those thoughts that kept me, for lack of an adequate adjective, alive.

Sure, the slow trickle of blood down my forehead was quite unwelcome, but there was also something pleasurable about it……after all, every good cause normally has blood spilt along the way, and this, this is the best cause that you could imagine….

I’d amputate my left arm just to be in this position, never mind spill a few drops of blood……well, that’s not strictly accurate is it? A lack of a left arm would not do much for my wrestling skills…..

I would give my child’s left arm to be in this position….he won’t be as good as me, mine is more valuable….if it makes me happy then he or she will be happy…………suppose that doesn’t say much as I’m lacking in the child department…..

Anyways….I look down at the mat below me, and to my amazement, it still lies there….not one wrestler, not one single opponent that has been decimated at the hands of The Prodigy, but one body that represents the latest conquest….that represents the latest in a long line of wrestlers to fall foul of 15 Shows……the latest, and last, stop on my road to what is now held firmly in my right hand…….to what is now staring me directly in the face….

How beautiful is the XWF Universe Championship……as if sent from above, all its missing is its Halo….that unnatural gleam that it should bear is already present…well that, or from the lighting in this shitty arena……

The Prodigy 15 Shows….XWF Universe Champion……

But wait……what the hell……the belt began to evaporate, it was like grasping air…my strangle hold on the championship had been broken, and I once more looked down below me and the body was showing signs of movement……….maybe not all my work was completed as of yet…….Slowly, the voices of Makaveli and Liddle J began to echo in mysteriously

……”you’re not as good as you say you are”……….

……………….

**It's the breeze from the window left deliberately open to allow air to spread through the rather cramped, and quite frankly inadequate hostel room….**

“Take the one closest to the arena for comfort Showsy…..”

**Prodigy mockingly recited the advice that he had taken from the XWF travel department less than a day ago…..next time, one doubts as to whether he will be as trusting when it comes to advice from XWF staff…**

“More comfort….maybe for those talentless gangster wannabes like Makaveli and Liddle J that regard this sort of shit as comfort…..if I ever felt sympathy for Third World countries, it has to be now!”

**Prodigy, suddenly becoming aware that it was 3 in the morning, and he was talking to himself in a dingy hostel quickly lay back down on his pillow….**

"Even mother Nature doesn’t reflect favourably on this part of the world….a breeze like that, through that window, at this time in the morning…..all I need to do now is open the toilet door and find a hole for me to shit in, yet to be cleared of the prior occupents feices…..pfft.”

** Shows rolled about uncomfortably for another, at most, 15 seconds, before sitting up, and nervously eyeing the door……as if eyeing up his worst enemy,Shows slipped off the duvet and stealthily laid two feet on the ground…..**

“I’ve got enough shit to deal with at the Warfare…..”

**Shows desperately repeated this to himself as he slowly edged towards the door…and with one last gasp for air, forced the door open to find………..**

**15 Shows is suddenly awoken when Monarchy lackey Jester comes bursting into his room**

"Wake up Mr.Shows. It's almost time to head to the arena for this Wednesday Warfare extravaganza event spectacular...."

Alright alright, shut up. I must have passed out watching Makeveli attempt to rap for what was seemingly forever. The art of knowing when to wrap it up is sure lost on some people...."

"We'll be waiting in the limo 15 Squirrels..."

"What you call me?"