Pre-Warfare 10/23/19


The road to Warfare is in full swing as Liberty Stadium is completely sold out as anticipation of a legitimate title match is on deck with Unknown Soldier defending the Universal Championship against “Chronic” Chris Page. Our scene opens as Adam Barker and Chris Page are in the back of a stretch limo as Chris leisurely reaches into the inner pocket of his charcoal sport coat retrieving his cell phone.


” Who are you calling?”


Adam adventitiously asks as there’s a smirk on Chris’s face while scrolling through his list of contacts before clicking on a name and then proceeding to put the call on speakerphone. Chris glimpses in Adams direction raising his index finger.


” I bet you he doesn’t even answer.”


”Who?”


The coarse bristly voice of “The Omega” is heard answering the call on the other end of the phone.


” Whoever you are I'm not buying, so do us both an enormous favor and stop calling me.”


” Is that how you answer the phone when a friend calls?”



A few moments pass as both Page and Main wait for the other to say something. The stillness was venom to each of them, in those few moments void of sound the hollowness of their conversation was exposed. What used to be an intellectual banter of backstage politics and comedic moments was utterly unimaginative. The two men despised one another.


" How in the blue hell did you get my personal cell number?"



" Robert I still have a few contacts in the front office. I was here before you were remember? No one has seen or heard from you in weeks. I’m starting to wonder if you are coming back myself. I’d just be beside myself knowing I didn’t end your career personally. So me being me.. I decided to dig to find out for myself. Are you coming back for blood anytime soon."



Without hesitation, Robert replies furiously




" You can rest assured I'll be back. Keep it up Page and I’ll have that over-inflated head on a silver platter for the third time."



" Robert, don’t act like the rest of them because you’re not like them at all. You and I are a lot more in common than you think."



" Let me make this crystal clear, I’m nothing like you."



" Okay whatever you say Main. I just wanted to make sure that those rumors circulating backstage weren’t true. Hanging up those boots with so much left on the table would be a shame. Plus I'd hate for you to retire and not say goodbye."



" I'm not even medically cleared to compete you jackass. I literally just got the staples out of my head a few days ago. Not to mention I must pass the new concussion protocol set in place by management before they'll even think of letting me back in the door. They are terrified they’ll get sued… Why don't we cut the bull shit huh? Tell me what this call is about? This still about that offer to team up and take Shane down? Like I said before I'm not interested."



" No, this is about something else. Although that offer still remains on the table.. I've got a bit of delightful news and thought you should know about it. See Robert I'll be facing Soldier for the Universal Championship... Oh and pay close attention to that match, while you sit at home with that tail tucked firmly between those chicken shit legs. I'll show you how it's done. I'll get the job done that you couldn't."



Laughter erupts from Roberts end



" Some more broken promises huh Page?"


Chris smirks as Adam listens along.


” Broken promises? Now that certainly seems to be something that you know an awful lot about… Right, Mr. Longest Reigning Universal Champion? Oh yeah, that’s right that promise didn’t come full circle now did it? And while you list out the excuses as to why you haven’t been seen the very least you could have done was let all the boys that actually rely on you know what’s up as opposed to being quiet as a mouse.”



" Chris, do you know why that happened to me? That all took place because I took my eye off the grandest prize in this business and focused 100% on you. In doing so I was caught off guard, this is a lesson that I will never forget. Once I'm threw with washed-up fools like you move on, and don't look back once. I should have never agreed to give you a damn thing. You didn't deserve it. You cashed in on something you knew I couldn't refuse, my damn pride. Unknown Soldier didn't end my reign as champion I did. I have no one to blame but myself. I couldn't see the forest from the trees, and that's all on me, that's something that I must live with each and every single day moving forward. When I look at the reflection in the mirror I know I let my fans down, my brothers down in APEX ."



Robert pauses for a second



" But worse of all, I let myself down. All because I wanted to shut you up. Because I salivated at the opportunity to prove that I was a fighting champion. I cherished the thought of you eating humble pie and I served you a steaming plate for the world to see. All for what? Now I'm nothing more than a former champion. You stole something from me that I may never get back. The opportunity to be called the best. The longest reigning Universal Champion . That's something I cannot and will not forget or forgive. I won the long drawn out battles Chris, in doing so I lost the war. You needed the spotlight one more time and because of that greed, you cost me the world."


There’s a brief pause from Page before he continues.


” I see you’re still looking at this from the wrong perspective. I mean I could trade the meaningless insults all day long with you and crush you and your failed attempts at TRYING to be witty, but in reality, my reasoning for you paying close attention has nothing to do when I do something you apparently couldn’t do… twice… and that’s beat Unknown Solider, my reasoning is I want you to watch as Shane waits for an opportune time to stick his nose in my business just like he did to you at Relentless, and while you’re playing the injured card allowing them to trash your name and your accomplishments I actually had the nuts to back you regardless of our history.”


Chris pauses once again to gather his thoughts.


” But above all else I want you to see how someone overcomes when his opponent needs protecting; something else you should know an awful lot about seeing as that’s what the office did with you when it involved me. You like to sit back and talk about handing me two losses when you yourself said War Games didn’t count because of everyone’s involvement, the very War Games that I eliminated half of A-Pex by myself and Leap of Faith we can discuss if you choose too but I assure you you’re not going to like the end result. People like you have it twisted when it comes to me; I don’t need you, and while you’re hung up on my actions over the last several months but what you fail to realize those actions lead to big money at the box office, you’re fucking welcome. Money comes in handy when you choose to be a bitch and sit at the house as opposed to going to work. Let’s hear more excuses for why you’re being a bitch.”



" Woah, let me stop you right there. Chris, you've become more delusional than Jimmy Caedus! What's the next tinfoil hat conspiracy? All these claims are what you believe and no one else. You can spin whatever tails of fiction you'd like. Am I pissed that Peter Gilmore, Shane and others got involved in my business? Yeah, I am. But that's the name of the game, that's the business we all practice in. It’s always will be a dog eat dog world. But unlike you, I can walk away and move forward. Just like I am going to do here with you on the other end of this phone. Chris this is over between you and me, period. No teaming to save the world, no revenge story. You don't need me? Stop calling! But before I go, I'll tell you something from the heart. Good luck in your Universal Championship match. I hope you find the glory to once had in the past. Good luck Chris, you'll need it.



CLICK.



Chris snickers under his breath as he places his cell phone back in the inner pocket of his black sport coat as Adam Barker is heard spouting out with utter sarcasm.


” Dude he really hates you.”


” I know, it’s great.”


” Do you really expect him to help you if push came to shove?”


” Of course I don’t… but it’s not going to stop me from fucking with him. I mean think about it, Robert was captaining the equivalent of the S.S. Minnow before our paths crossed and when I beat the piss out of Soldier and take away the Universal Title I guarantee you that piece of shit will suddenly be “cleared” to compete. The fact is I don’t care if he shows us he’s got a set or if he sits on his ass and pines over being a failure.”


Chris leans back as the scene fades…


To be continued…







Words from the Stoned One:


There’s nothing more satisfying than kicking the shit out of Shane … I mean I would know considering I did it for nearly three hours which made the Lethal Lottery event itself worth the price of admission. Leaving that little turd laying on his back was rather amusing for sure but not as amusing as Robert Main showing up to do what? Stick it to just like I said he would, and while the Lethal Lottery seems like a distant memory it will forever be the night in which the gap started bridging and the true reality of just how fucked you all are started creeping in; and come Saturday Night Savage 90% of the elements are going to be in play and it’s going to be as even a playing field as there’s been so right here, right now is where the true battle takes place as a 6 Man Tag with one side of the equation consisting of , Gilmour and his Hired Gun versus Yours truly, Tristan Slater and Robert Main.


I’m not going to waste my airtime discussing my team and I’m going to focus my attention where it belongs…


On Peter Gilmour.


Hi Gilly, have you missed me? Of course, you have because the last time I saw you inside those ropes I embarrassed you like the little bitty bitch you truly are, and nowhere you stand with your hands on the tip of ’s dick giving it a nice little tug when instructed like the good little altar boy you are. You are without any shadow of a doubt the single weakest link within the entire structure of this match and will no doubt take more than your share of the beating that shall be bestowed upon you; now, before you throw your win over Slater up in anyone’s face let the record clearly show that we’ve been making fun of Tristan for that showing since the Lethal Lottery left the air and if I where you, I’d be a little more scared of what he’s got to say than I do because he’s the one that’s going something to prove while I, on the other hand, want to slap you around because I can and because you can’t stop me. Throwing shots at you as become so easy in fact that I don’t even want to do it anymore I’d rather sit back and let you dig your own grave by just opening your fucking mouth.


That’s all of my time you’re worth.


What about you, Hired Gun? You’re clearly dumb as a brick if you think working for is going to get you anywhere other than a hospital bed. What makes you appealing to me is nothing more than you being ’s heavy and the fact that you want to hide your identity under that mask or helmet. I mean, I’d be pretty embarrassed too and would probably want to hide my face as well if I had to reduce myself to working for Shane so in that essence I see your point; however, I’ve got a bit of bad news for you, sir, because my sole purpose when it comes to dealing with you is ripping that mask off your face and exposing you to the world. There’s not going to be any hiding your face because I want to see your expression when I put my foot so far up your ass you’ll be choking on the laces of my boots! You wanted a fight mother fucker?! You picked the right dude but be forewarned that when I play I play for keeps. You might walk in as a mystery but you’re not going to leave that way.


Oh, Shane! Paging Shane !


Hey, fuck face! Healing up nicely since our last encounter, hmm? Ah, who am I kidding I can give two shits because it was just a mere battle within this war that is going to unfold much like what we have on our horizons now. I bet you’re thinking that you’ve got me right where you want me, don’t you? I mean I see Solider has already bounced the fuck out of here and now this Engineer has stepped in his place. Well good for you. I want you to build your army because there are not enough people on the face of the planet that’s going to stop me from getting my hands back around your neck… and don’t think I’ve forgotten about those lifelines, shame they won’t be around this go around to lend that little hand at the opportune time for you and it’s a shame you’ve got to walk into this battle with Gilmour as a teammate because that’s the nail in the coffin right there unless you’re teaming with Slater… Oh, wait, fuck. We all know that Main, Slater, Gun and Gilly are just side pieces to this equation as the issue between you and me are what people are paying to see so I’m going to give them what they want to see.. and that’s you leaving Savage strapped to a gurney and being loaded in the back of an Ambulance. It’s just great television and seems like the best way to kick off 2020.


We’re about to tie a bow on this piece of business but before I do I’d like to take a moment and correct many of you that think it’s a cool idea to speak my name in a desperate attempt to garner my attention. Let’s clear the air because just because I am dealing with doesn’t mean I give a flying fuck about any of you OR the opinion of the sheep that purchase tickets to watch me perform when I choose to grace a professional wrestling ring. I still WANT this company to fail and I still want to be the catalyst for bringing it down… ON MY terms... Shane doesn’t get to walk in the back door after I laid all the groundwork to kill what was left of this company after I caused the locker room to actually give a shit about what the fuck they’re doing on weekly or biweekly programming but more importantly Shane doesn’t get to fuck me out of BEATING Robert Main back at Relentless. He doesn’t get to orchestrate a “cash in” and take away my piece of history.


But wait, Chris… You want to kill the federation, he wants to kill the federation it’s a perfect match.


First of all, fuck off if you think I’d ever work with Shane in that capacity because I wouldn’t piss on is gums if his teeth were on fire, second Shane should consider himself lucky that I have bothered to keep him relevant in the grand scheme of things because nobody gives a fuck about what minor roles he’s playing with people stupid enough to believe he cares about anything other than his best interest. How would I know, you ask? Because that’s how I deal with things involving myself! At the end of the day, I don’t care if Tristan walks, I don’t care if Robert Main no shows the event because much like I’ve told them I’ll tell every one of you… If I have to do this myself that’s perfectly fine by me.


One things for certain.


I’m coming to Savage to chew some bubble gum and kick some ass… I’m all out of bubble gum.


If I go down you can take it to the bank that I’m taking pieces of all your asses with me.

- HALL OF LEGENDS 2019
- 2019 Heel of the Year
- 2019 Locker Room Leader of the Year
- 2019 Feud of the Year w. Robert Main (you’re welcome)
- Former


With Robert "The Omega" Main

XWF World Heavyweight Champion