Disappointing The Devil

[Nick Knight]

{Nick Knight slowly walks around the arena floor of famed Colosseum with a cameraman in tow. Above him tourists walk through the stonework that once held thousands for the gladiatorial games. ‘The Hollywood Butcher’ stops in the center of it all and begins to speak.}

I'll be the first to admit that I've done some fucked up things in my career, but I always did what I thought was best for the business. I’ve used every manner of weapon that this sick and twisted mind of mine could think up because I knew that it would put asses in seats. When my brother’s little cult grew out of control I stepped up and put a stop to it and made sure that his shadow never crossed IWF’s doorstep again. I even walked away from my best friends in this business because I knew I was about to go down a path I couldn’t ask them to follow. I’ve hurt many people along the way, but the one thing I have never done is sell out the boys and girls in the locker room for my gain.

I’ve had to fight for everything I have in this life whether it’s the roof over my head or the food on my belly. The opportunities I’ve been given in this great sport have been paid for with my blood, sweat, and tears. Not once have I ever kissed someone’s ass to jump to the front of the because I have more fucking respect for business than that.

Serenity Holmes, it's obvious that you don't give a shit about the sport of professional wrestling. Instead of busting your ass and doing things the right way you made a deal with the devil. You took the hand of Roberto Verona and agreed to become just one more soldier in his army, but what did you get in return?

Was it a chance at this?

{Knight reaches into the pack strapped to his back and pulls out the Invictus Championship. The belt dented and scratched to the point that one of the side plates is completely missing.}

I'm sorry but you traded your very soul for one more opportunity to fail. When Night Two of NOTI is over you’re gonna be leaving Rome empty-handed the same way you did in the Iron Maiden, Queen’s Gambit, and your chance at becoming the Women’s World Champion. I have no idea what Verona sees in you Serenity because when I look at you all that I see is a goddamn choke artist.

{Nick pauses for a moment as if deep in thought.}

Then again, when Roberto looks at you, maybe he sees someone desperate for a big win and they’ll do anything to get it. He thinks that you’ll be a good little girl and keep your mouth shut and do whatever he says and in return, he’ll make sure that you become Invictus Champion. You are nothing more than another weapon in his arsenal as he fights against people who actually give a fuck about this sport and refuse to bend the knee to megalomanic assholes like him.

Maybe it's because you got yourself in such deep shit that you were willing to accept any lifeline. I know that feeling well because there was a time that I would have done just about anything to get off Gator Island. Instead I reached down deep and had the guts to tough it out, which has honestly helped me become a champion.

You don't have to worry about overcoming a bad situation though because you've agreed to be Roberto Verona's bitch. Instead of using your skill to become the Invictus Champion you're going to use The Legion. Hell I wouldn't be surprised if you're led to an entire phalanx of the masked fucks.

That's alright bring everyone you want Serenity. I honestly don't give a shit if you bring the entire fucking roster you're not walking out of Rome as Invictus Champion. I am the best thing to ever happen to this title and deep down inside your boss knows it.

{He starts to walk again with the cameraman shadowing his every step.}

Which brings me to my good friend Masao Akiyama who still has no place in the ring with me. He has done nothing since our last match to improve his resume, which still doesn't impress me. Let's face it, if Allen Chaney hadn't decided that our match was a good time to piss off Verona, I had Akiyama beat.

Yes the kid gave me one hell of a fight, and I applaud him for that, but he didn't fucking beat me. He is no different than every other person that has stepped between the ropes trying to take my title. I beat the woman that could be the next h World Champion for fucks sake, while the best he can claim is beating Nick Danger.

Akiyama I know that you think that you're ready to take the next step in your career, maybe you are, but becoming Invictus Champion would be a fucking leap. One that you just aren't quite ready to make yet and if you step into the ring Sunday night you're going to get hurt.

Hell I might not be the one that hurts you because Serenity Holmes is also tougher than anyone you've ever been inside of the ring with in IWF. She might not be at my level but she's head and shoulders above yours. Trust me, if you make one fucking mistake you're going to find yourself locked in Home Sweeter Holmes and tapping like a little bitch.

{Suddenly Nick stops again.}

Here's the thing, I don't hate either of my opponents. In fact I have a ton of respect for Masao and think that one day he'll be a great champion. The only beef I really have with Serenity is that she feels like she has to take shortcuts to finally get to the top. Really the only thing I care about is beating one of you to keep what's mine.

Please know that I am willing to do whatever it takes to win. I don't give a fuck who I have to hurt or how much blood I must spill. Verona can send whoever the fuck he wants to try to rip the Invictus Championship away from me, but he better be ready to kill me because that's what it's going to take.

{Nick snarls.}

If you do manage to kill me Bertie just remember I’ll be waiting for you in Hell.

{The scene fades to black.}