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Reggie Estrada · (12-03-2022)

OOC: Due to an error of my story, I have decided to clean it up for the viewers at home. Enjoy.

[We see Reggie inside a beach house somewhere in Mexico, where he left behind his people in San Diego, but he did leave Miranda with her grandmother to raise her with a locket he given to her earlier this year. He was simply sitting at his outside Veranda, looking out at the waves of Acukopla on a warm afternoon, then his phone rings and he sees that it was Miranda calling him, to which he smiles and answers the phone.]

Reg: Hello my child, how’s you holding up with Grannie Halvena?

Miranda: Oh you know, the usual shit… she’s soo tough on me with my studies, that I can’t even go out with my friends! She told me, “you betta study, or else that slipper will smack that cula!” and that scared me, papi!

Reg: Well, please try to do well with your studies, you’ll thank her in the future for pushin education as hard as she can. Tell you the truth, I wasn’t the best student either, but i managed to get far with what I knew.

Miranda: Well dad, I wanted to let you know that it wasn’t your fault with what happened to my mother, she was a junkie… me and grannie tried to help her kick out of it but… but…

Reg: Look lets not speak on it, I understand… I wish she didn’t let the addiction get to her but… there wasn't much on that end we could do. Just promise me, you’ll be a good child and excel the best way you can, please?

Miranda: Will do Papi, I will hit you up later!

Reg: Alright my dear, later.

[After he hung up his phone, he was just looking at the clouds, as it fades into black.]

[Within the next couple of days, Reggie was at his veranda, sitting on a chair with a camera on him. As he turned it on, he had a shot of Obluda liquor in a glass. As he took a sip, he coughed a bit due to how strong it was, then he spoke into the camera.]

“Damn another day, another fake pesos I sent away. I knew those scammer type of people would try me, so I was one step ahead of them and they got duped by the pesos, they know not to mess with a man who’s been in that con game for awhile, I didn’t even bother to mess with them, not because of the whole lying about thier ages thing, it’s because I wasn’t in the mood to be playing those games with those types of people . I have dealt with two losses in my life and I didn’t want my third member of the Estrada bloodline to be tainted by some wannabe heathens who need to go play with some other pendejo.

The main reason why I left San Diego to Mexico, was to get myself free from all this unwarranted guilt I have in my own mind. I anit no saint, but what I am is faithful to those who loved me in the past. That love was my on and of baby mama Dolorita, she was my ride or die bitch who happen to have a child in the process who is still in my world. I lost my parents young, so I didn’t know how to be a father but lord knows I tried to be a good parent. Another loss was my queer homie Hector, I still remeber me and him in our gang days where he was a hardcore gangbangin man who somehow could make men feel some type of way with how he handled himself.

So to them, I am saying I hope they go off into better place. Truth be told, I shouldn’t have signed up to be apart of Savage this week. I could have stayed in Mexico and laid low, but something inside told me to just get out of this funk, and to wrestle again. I am no good wrestler, and I know that I won’t sniff close to any title contention at any point in XWF, but that doesn’t mean I won’t try to prove myself to the fans I still got what it takes to wrestle. For all my life, i’ve been a wrestling fan when days gone bad for me, shit even meeting my idol JB in my time in jail was calling card for me. From that point, I was in it to be in it.

No tengo miedo de decir eso, no soy el mejor luchador del mundo, pero sé bajar cuando necesito bajar. Elijah va a sentir el dolor que yo estaba o estoy pasando actualmente. Sé a ciencia cierta que ese punk alguna vez fue un campeón de Anarchy, pero eso no significa una mierda para mí.

Fui tres veces campeón de X-Treme, pero a la larga no importó. Sé que esa perra no puede manejarme en ese cuadrilátero o en las calles, así que, Elijah, mejor espero que puedas pelear o tendré que arrastrarte al río Delaware de regreso a tu barrio pobre de la ciudad de Nueva York.

Two outta three falls against this Bridge Wars delinquent?

Well in the words of Boogie Down Productions Elijah, the bridge will be over once one of us get that two outta three falls in the mix. If it happens to be a stand off between one of us a piece, well….. considera esto como si yo descargara mis armas, que son mi puño para volarte la cabeza. No me importa quién gane las guerras de los puentes, porque te destruiré, Elijah.

So Elijah, be ready for a bloodbath in the brotherly love town where they ain't gonna be no love between us in the ring, maybe outside of it I can split you a philly cheesesteak and a beer. Either way man, your going down and i’m doing it not only for my fallen peeps, but to these fans who demand the latino afro thug to wreck the place down, ya heard me?”

[Then Reggie simply turns off his camera, and sits back down on his chair staring out at the blue seas in his veranda as the scene shifts off.]

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