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Robert "The Omega" Main · (05-08-2020)

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” Where we going Main?”

Robert replied with an aggravated tone to his voice.

” You of all people should know, I’ve always got a plan… Now grab his feet…”

Page kneeled lifting Shane’s legs as Robert lifted his upper body.

” What’s your deal Main, you seem pissed…? We won on Warfare… The plan is in motion… Wargames is in the bag…” Page groans. ” Jesus Christ… He’s dead fucking weight…”

“My deal is Chris Chaos… He couldn’t keep his mentally deficient nose out of our business… Robert points in Page’s direction. ” We should have seen that coming after Hanari shit the bed.”

Robert’s somber emotions were like salt, just a dash adds some much-needed flavor, too much though can ruin the entire fucking dish. Page could see the apprehension building in Robert’s eyes as his ability to think clearly soon followed. What happened on Warfare was the breaking point of Robert’s tolerance. He was blinded by a four-course serving of wrath that tasted unpleasant, yet extraordinarily rewarding.

” Savage we get our payback.”

Below Page’s unmoving eyes a heartless grin formed, and at that moment his inspirations were laid bare; he relished dreaming up all the torment he could inflict on Savage… The smile proved something diabolical was about to happen. Or exhilarating depending on what side of the gun you were on. Page adjust his mask before speaking ” Come on Robert, we still have these…” Page leers down at the ten pounds of gold strapped around his waist. ” And we have full control of two teams at Wargames… We’ve got the XWF by the fucking balls… Now we fix, what they fucked up…” The right side of Robert’s cherry lips tugged upwards creating an intimidating smirk.

The darkness became their nursery, from there Main & Page could stockpile accomplishments. Building a new kingdom with roads paved in gold. In this hollow chamber, this catacomb, Cataclysm can feel their supremacy surging through their wicked veins. Come, Savage, both men realize it is just another day to be the rulers of the XWF, another day to watch the roster succumb to the overwhelming dominance of genuine iconoclasts. Savage is another venue to prove to the world “Chronic” Chris Page & Robert “The Omega” Main are going nowhere. Some will call these men villains. It’s only natural to loath something that cannot be conquered. The XWF Tag Team Champions cannot help who was brought into this vicious world… A world of kill or be killed, a world where only the predominant keep their heads above water.

” So how’s this all work?” Page paused briefly. ” You just pick a “code word” and hope for the best? There should be something in there to get this son of a bitch to walk.”

Robert & Chris come to a stop.

” I’m not sure how all this works… Hell, I’m not even sure what the hell is going on. We’ve had henchmen try to capture us. A scientist says we are linked to a parallel universe, our evil selves trying to come through. I know this Chris, it’s all connected… Shane, us, everything…”

” So, can you tell me why we are going into a cave then?”

Robert nods.

” Yeah, we go through this cave undetected, come out on the other side, there is a property that has been in my family for decades. It abandoned, but for now, we set up shop and live off the grid until we can find out what the hell is going on… We don’t know who’s hunting us… Or Shane… I do know they won’t stop until they get what they want…”

Page raises his arms in the air, dropping Shane’s legs to the ground.

THUD…

” Then why not take us on Warfare? Or Savage?”

Robert sets Shane down on the ground.

” Because this shit is underground, those places are too public, too many eyes.”

” Makes sense… But why not just report us to the authorities, after all, we did kill a few henchmen. Have the sheep bring us in and they take us that way. Less mess…”

” Those henchmen’s bodies are long gone by now; they’ve covered that up by now… But you’ve got a point. Why do the grunt work when some else could?”

Page & Main stared into the mouth of impenetrable blackness lifting Shane off the ground as they stepped in, watching their shadows dissolve into the surrounding darkness. The nonexistence of light meant the absence of its encouraging touch. With each step the temperature dropped as they entered the mammoth underground chamber, their footsteps reverberating off the cave’s walls. Light couldn’t reach neither walls nor ceiling, confining their vision to a small circle of flickering orange cast by Robert’s Zippo lighter; the jet-black water sloshed against a narrow strip of land that vanishes into the gloom. Page glances above his head at the serrated teeth of stone plummeting from the shadows above. With each step the stones beneath their boots shifted, twisting their ankles one way and then the other, the clatter of those disturbed rocks echoed off the rigid stone walls.

“Let’s set him down over there.”

Page nods in agreement as they lay Shane’s body on the cool cave floor.

” How much further?”

” About a quarter of a mile, and no one is going to find us…”

Page hops in.

” Anyone that wants to live and tell the tail… Let’s get Shane up and out of here… After all the ass-kicking, we’ve done lately… I could use a nap.”

Page & Main lift Craver moving towards the sound of water dripping. The Tag Team Champions leered into the pitch-dark water not knowing how deep it was or if their next step would take them all into its frigid depths. The reason Robert wanted to move to this location was straightforward. If they were looking for him and Page the rock would hide their body heat from the thermal scanners and out of sight of drones that may have been tracking the. [i] ” How cold you think that water is Main?” [i]Robert chuckled. ” Very… one time [mm]Drew and I was down here drinking my Dad’s beer and fell in…” Page took a deep breath the air was musty and at times even oppressive. ” Beer is for armatures… You’ve got to start mowing the grass Main…” Robert shakes his head. ” The one time I did… Look where it got me…”

Small, loose stones littered the cave floor causing Page to trip as he got closer to the rock face.

” PAGE……”

:::: To Be Continued::::

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Cataclysm

” Goddamn Robert… We’ve got a lot to cover now, don’t we? I mean where do we start? Do we start with our successful title defense against the lesbian libtard? Or perhaps we just gloss over that and talk about how Shawn bit the dust as predicted? No, we can’t do that because you know how we ALWAYS repeat ourselves.”

Sheer sarcasm exudes from the pours of Chris Page.

” Listen we can’t help that we back up our words unlike the rest of this helpless roster. It would be easy for us to talk about all the above, but you know, why talk about the past? The world saw the downfall of VVomen, they witnessed what happens to people like Michael Graves who foolishly decided to stick his nose where it didn’t belong, and then they witnessed Shawn crumble at my feet.”

” I have to admit that moment made me smile.”

” I think it made the world smile.”

” You know what we should talk about…”

” Fairly certain I’ve got a pretty good idea where this is going…”

” Let’s talk about those two cock suckers that thought it was a good idea to jump us from behind like a couple of fucking skirts, yet in the process made themselves public enemy number one… At least for a week or so until they’re flushed down the toilet like the rest of the pieces of shit that occupy the XWF.”

” Oh yeah, you’re talking about that walking blunder in human form Chris Chaos and his Wargames captain that placed just a cunt hair over Red X. The miscarriage known as Hanari Carnes.”

” Sounds about right to me because a week from Saturday Night these two fucktards are going to be in for the longest night of their entire lives. I mean, correct me if I’m wrong but haven’t you owned Chaos more times than a used car…?”

” Something like that.”

” And hasn’t this Carnes dude been given more title chances over the last several weeks than any other member on this roster and failed with flying colors?”

” Sounds about right.”

” So why the fuck does these two jock riders think for one second that they deserve to be in the ring with us? We’re the two guys that make this place run, we’re the two guys that NOBODY wanted together because they knew that we, collectively, are an unstoppable force as we’ve proven throughout 2020.”

” Listen with Chaos it boils down to one thing at this point professional jealousy. Here’s a guy who has repeatedly tried to get back something he pilfered away in 2016. Since that flash in the pan moment, he’s done nothing but collapse. He’s a guy that thinks he’s more superior than what he really is. This guy has screamed from the rooftops about how close he’s come to this or that. Second place is the first loser you jack ass. Nobody in this federation has his number as I have it. He’s tried me time after time and he’s ended up on his back looking up at the lights, and this isn’t going to be any different history has this bad habit of repeating itself.”

” Like me?”

” According to Shawn… But I mean I did just embarrass him and he is on “save face” mode so it’s to be expected.”

” Good point.”

Chris looks directly into the camera as he shoots it a thumbs up with a wink and a smile.

” I guess we should talk about the fallout from Warfare and that teeny-weeny blindside attack they attempted to perpetrate against us.”

” Oh yeah… That little bastard grabbed me from behind like a fucking skirt, not like I shouldn’t have seen it coming, I mean who WOULDN’T want to try us right now when we’re the hottest thing going. People say that we’ve left a body count, and while this is one hundred percent true, we didn’t do it by attacking anyone from behind… We’ve let them know we’re coming, given them ample time to prepare and still showed up to kick the living dog shit out of them. I hope they’re satisfied with all their handy work that accomplished all of nothing in the bigger picture OTHER than landing them on our radar even if it’s for just one night.”

” Chaos has always tried to pick and choose his spots to make some sort of statement, and in this situation, he tried and once again it’s going to backfire in his fucking face. See what he’s trying to do here is use the Tag Team Titles as a symbol of encouragement. He desperately needs something to spark the engine that died in 2016. His predicaments have always been of your own doing, seeds he planted. There’s no one to criticize anymore but himself. ”

” And don’t even get me started on that lost cause that is Hanari. Dude tries so hard to be taken seriously in any shape or form but continually falls short, and instead of owning his failures he loves to talk about how close he was or how he wants another shot. Listen up buttercup, close don’t fucking cut it and the sooner you stop pretending to be some sort of legitimate threat the better off you’re going to be. In this business there’s not a lot of room at the top, it’s reserved for guys like Robert and I while guys like you are employed to make us look good. Look back at my two chances to claim the Universal Title. The first against you, Robert, you beat me, well according to shot callers in the office, but did you see me make excuses? No. I walked out on television and issued one more challenge and cited if I lost, I was done… and I would have beaten you… a briefcase got to you first.”

Robert throws up his middle finger at Page who completely ignores it as he continues.

” Take a look at my match with Solider, sure it was flanked with interference and while I could EASILY make a case for another match I stuck to MY stipulation which was if I lost I would go to the back of the line, which is exactly what I did as opposed to asking for another handout. My point Hanari is simple, PROVE you’re worth it. How do you do that? You don’t place fifth in a Captains match your ignorant fuck and you sure as shit don’t blindside thinking you’ve done anything OTHER than signing your death certificates.”

” You two punks need to take a good long look at what is standing in front of you because you’ve got two guys that collectively have 4 losses between them over the last year while the two of you have lost double that in the last several months all on your own. My point is we’re threatening enough as individuals but combined we’re insurmountable. That’s not a line of bull shit either that’s just facts. You face us in the ring that’s a wrap.”

” The bottom line on all of this rests on one painfully simple fact that the both of you need to go ahead and come to terms with sooner rather than later, and that fact is we will be leaving Savage the same way we’re entering… STILL the XWF World Tag Team Champions.”

” While you two fucktards are going to be leaving empty-handed like you’ve left all your more recent opportunities. When you both squander this opportunity when you choke on this like you’ve both choked on everything that you have ever tried to accomplish in life we just want you both to remember that there’s always Anarchy, and I’m sure you’ll both be able to give Ruby a run for her money. Maybe..? Nah, doubt it. She’d stomp a mudhole in both your asses and walk it dry. ”

” We are Cataclysm and we are the irresistible force that is bringing a fight that won’t leave you any excuses for a rematch. We’re going to dominate the both of you and make it look easy as fuck as we send you packing into Wargames with zero momentum, but hey, look at the bright side; they can always put team Carnes versus Team Red and you’ll be guaranteed that elusive victory that you both desperately crave. Don’t get mad or butt-hurt when you fail, just blame Theo and Vinnie for putting you in another no-win situation.”

” Basically you’re both fucked, it just depends on how far you want to push us. We’ve already established we’re a cut above the rest, industry-leading, world-class;

and Slater… Eradicated them… The Sick Cunts… Annihilated them… VVomen… Obliterated them and now we’ve got you two cream puffs; one I’ve owned every single time we’ve entered a ring and the other, well… Debacle doesn’t even scratch the surface when it comes to Hanari Carnes. Don’t either of you worry or fret because we’re going to continue your trend of being a couple of fucking losers.”

” Don’t say we didn’t warn you.”

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