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Alexei Medved · (04-28-2020)

The rats,
the mice,
the vermin...

They infested this old dwelling that looked more like an ancient ruin then anything else. Every day they ate more, getting bigger and fatter, full of more disease and parasites then the day before.

But everyday the children went back there. Too young and too innocent to know any better. It was simply just a way of life for them. They wanted- They needed a place to get away from their strict mother and absent father.

They would retreat here at all times of the day and even sometimes at night. They would play hide and seek and tag. But there favorite thing to do was wrestle. One boy always manhandling the other. Ending usually in tears and a boxing match.

This memory often passing through his mind. But it would usually show up out of nowhere following much others from his past. Tonight, another distant memory was making it's way back.

It was maybe his third ever professional wrestling match. Traditionally new comers to any organization were put into tag teams and shoved into that division. So the Savage match that RussianRose was booked into this week was no surprise to him or anybody else.

The distant memory began to cloud his mind now. Yes, it was his third match ever he recalled. That stage fright was still very real. Even though he was feared by every person in the arena he was nervous but would never show it.

He walked down the ramp with all the confidence in the world. Followed by his new tag team partner. A fiery Japanese wrestler with obvious martial arts background. He followed behind RussianRose with spinning kicks and aggressive karate chops.

The team seemed a bit mismatched, a giant Russian teamed with a small and high flying martial artist. Nonetheless, RussianRose was all business that night. Destroying his opponents and even getting the pinfall.

He eventually won the Tag Titles with his partner, Nakafushi.

Another memory, a true battle to capture the Championships against The Disciples. A tag team out of Osaka who dominated the division for years until the the new kids came around...

As Medved pondered, he realized history was repeating itself. RussianRose and Tula, are the future of this company. There is no denying that. Chris Chaos is passed his prime... Hanari Carnes he just can't finish anymore. Simple as that. There is no argument there, facts are facts.

On Saturday they will be shoved out of the tag team picture, Carnes and Chaos, don't mean shit.

IN THE HISTORY OF WRESTLING THERE HAS BEEN NO MAN LIKE HIM.

HE HAS WON HIS FIRST MATCH IN XWF.

HE HAS WON HIS SECOND MATCH IN XWF.

Clips of RussianRose defeating Bilbo Blumpkinz and then getting the victory at Warfare after pinning Azrael Erebus pass through the screen as the women's voice continues.

NOW HIS THIRD MATCH HAS BEEN MADE

SAVAGE WILL BE THE BATTLEGROUND

THE TEAMS HAVE BEEN SET.

CARNES AND CHAOS.

KEALI'I AND MEDVED.

A clip of all four wrestlers appear.

THE FUTURE HAS ARRIVED FOR THE XWF VETERANS

IT'S TIME TO MOVE OVER

RUSSIANROSE HAS ARRIVED ON THE TAG DIVISION SCENE

TEAMED WITH THE MOST UNLIKELY OF PARTNERS,

IT DOES NOT MATTER.

THERE IS POWER IN NUMBERS

TOGETHER THEY WILL UNITE

TO FACE WHOMEVER STANDS IN THEIR WAY

TOGETHER THEY FIGHT

SO THEY CAN CLIMB TO THE TOP.

IT'S CLEAR,

WHICH TEAM IS HERE TO STAY.

RussianRose turns off his television set after watching his quick promo. Once again it featured the voice of a mysterious British sounding woman. He is satisfied with the promo that was cut, eventhough he didn't feature in it.

He had arrived in South Carolina, after a long flight from Newcastle. The flight had given him a chance to think about alot. Red-X... Shooter Syn... Losing the HMW title to that ignorant fuck, Shane

. The fact that he wasn't expecting to be thrown into a tag team match, partnered up with Tula Keali'i. It all dwelled on him during the flight.

His eyes were open during the overnight flight as he watched his brother sleeping like a baby. It would be nice to sleep like that but not when your brain is manifesting all types of ideas like his was.

He wasn't afraid of anyone or anything. He demanded respect, the respect that he deserved. He had wrestled all over the world but never had seen so many obnoxious, ugly and overweight fans like an America. It was glad to take a break from that while in England.

But the thought of that humiliating stunt that Red-X pulled after their match at Warfare was embarrassing. A waterfall of red slime took him five hours to wash off his skin.

There must be consequences...You can't do that to the baddest wrestler in town. Well, you can but you better be prepared for an ass kicking. Red-X now has to sleep with one eye open and rightfully so. He fucked with the wrong the guy.

But he didn't want to waste time on Red-X. His time would come and when it did RussianRose would get the last laugh. For now his focus was set on the tag team match. Nothing could break his concentration now.

Even though he dwelled on alot of things, including the outcome of the Anarchy battle royal, his focus was hard to be broken. He was close to winning that battle royal but of course Shooter had to get involved. Rose was not surprised, when you were as good as he was you were going too have a target on your back. RussianRose understood that better then anybody.

It was time for the Beast from the East to burn off some steam. It had been two days since he had seen the inside of a gym. Alexei had scheduled some training time at a wrestling gym in Texas for his brother. But of course like every gym he trained at in America, the camera's would be present. The countries obsession with reality tv was bigger then ever. As long as they paid the big bucks his manager would continue to let them film.

The dry Texas heat was ever so present just hours after sunrise. RussianRose had decided to begin his morning work out with a five kilometer jog to the gym. Of course his brother sat in the passenger seat of a black Escalade as the driver followed behind him jogging. The four way signal lights were blinking everytime Evgeni looked back over his shoulder.

When they arrived, sure enough, a camera crew awaited. The only difference today was a beautiful blonde girl. A microphone clutched in her right hand as she stood with confidence. A light blue summer dress was snug around her curvy body. She smiled and began to speak Russian. The subtitles showed up in bright white text at the bottom of the screen.

Hello, Mr. Medved. My colleagues and I have been granted permission to film your workout session today. We are from Russia's hottest new sports network, Sport TV.

She gives RussianRose a glaring smile. He shows no emotion and just nods his head. Alexei pops up behind his brother with a smug smirk on his face and extends a hand out to the reporter. They skake hands and Alexei starts to speak Russian with the reporter. Once again the subtitles appear.

I just want to congratulate my Brother on his big win on Warfare. He has proven to be a dominant force and that no one can deny. He keeps proving it and now he will prove how versatile he is in his first tag match in XWF.

The reporter turns her attention towards the big statured wrestler. He seems anxious to enter the gym and start his workout.

Evgeni, the people of Russia... The people of America want to hear your comments on this weeks tag match.

RussianRose stands, glaring at the camera. He is silent as he opens the door to the gym and then suddenly rips it off it's hinges, to the reporter's and everyone else's surprise. He hoists the steel door above his head and smashes it to the ground in utter rage. Everyone seems to take a few steps back as they stand in disbelief. RussianRose begins to seemingly spit out his words in Russian.

The only thing I have to say is Saturday Night it is on. Chris Chaos! Hanari Carnes! I hope you don't underestimate us. We will destroy you! Like our great Mother Russia has done to so many countries that are no longer! We have invaded your land and now we will strip you of everything. After I am done with you two, the XWF will thank me. The way I see it, you two are deadweight to this organization. Together myself and Tula will cut that deadweight.

RussianRose grabs the camera and smashes it to the floor as the crew can be seen running for their lives

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