Post by Ghost Spike on Nov 21, 2013 18:03:05 GMT
“It's our curse that makes this world so hopeless
Allowing our king to spread his genocidal wings”
I am and always have been a man of my word. You can hate me, you can love me, follow me, or wish nothing but ill will towards me…..but it’s something you cannot deny. If I say that I’m going to do something, I follow through. I told the world that I was going to have my vengeance for losing the tag team championships. I told the world, that this little “Rebellion” just wouldn’t stand….nobody believed me….
So Xavier Cross was crucified for their sins.
Ladies and gentlemen of IWF, I beg you to pull harder on the strings of your martyr!
I’ve never hidden who I was, I’ve never tried to portray myself as nothing other than the monster that stands before you. I’m the nastiest motherfucker that you will ever come across, and I thrive off of it, I make peoples lives a living misery, I ruin peoples careers, and I end them too. I’m one of the best this business has ever seen, and what makes me so? I never let anything hold me back. My morals don’t stop me from smashing somebodies face in. My heart strings aren’t pulled at the edge of ending someone’s career. I push forward, headstrong, giving in to my inhibitions and feeding the beast inside me. Put shortly? I’m the god damn king of this wrestling business, and not a single one of you have what it takes to put me down.
I walk into the Extinction Event the Imperial Champion, and I promise you now….I will walk out STILL the Imperial Champion. Not a single one of you has what it takes to put me down, despite what you might think about yourselves and despite what you think about me. Like Rob Diamond in his crazy quest to become the noble knight of IWF - he might have actually gone crazy, putting words and thoughts into my mouth. Yeah Rob, you took the IWF tag team championships away from me, but not once did I say they didn’t mean anything, not once did I say that I didn’t want them, in any way shape or form.
YOU MADE IT ALL UP!
And of course, you like to shout randomly for no coherent reason, and I’m the one who is crazy? Rob, the main difference between you and me right now, is that I know who I am. I have an agenda and I’m following it. I’m not conflicted, I don’t have so called innocent people to look out for. I don’t worry what people may think of me, and I don’t give two shades of shit what the mindless sheep in the stands and at home think. Look at the record books Rob….they are not fickle, they don’t change their mind, and they don’t lie. They tell the truth.
I am the greatest IWF Champion that this company has ever, or will ever see!
But your emotions Rob, they seem to amuse the hell out of me. One week you tell me I’m your brother and you’ll do anything to prevent me from going down the dark path that you think you know so much about. Then all of a sudden you want to end my career, you want to put me down for good…..you have the cheek to talk about how evil and heartless I am, yet you want my son to be fatherless? You want my girlfriend to have to raise him on her own?
How fucking hypocritical can you be, maggot.
You can run your mouth Rob, it’s what you do best. You can talk about the small victories you’ve achieved in your quest to take me down, whilst I allowed you to live. However, deep down inside you know that you haven’t dented my armour, you know that my Empire will stand through more than you can throw at it. Empires have fallen in the past, but never MY Empire. I’ve given the history lesson before, but as per usual you tend to ignore anything that doesn’t fit into your little propaganda message, in your little crusade. You paint me as something so horrible, so hate-worthy that it does nothing but make me smile Rob. You show the world what kind of monster I am, before I even have to.
All you’ve done is help me.
But of course….I stand alongside two of the most fiercest warriers I’v ever called allies, as well as two female champions, one who is being ushered in as the next big thing and being manipulated, the other is if memory serves a graduate of the Mike Laszlo training school….so there’s our weak point. My point I’m trying to make Robert, is it will be a cold day in hell before you take this Imperial title away from me, and that’s if you even manage to get your hands on me in the first place. Enjoy your single-minded focus Robert, as usual….it will be your downfall. As for going to Angel for advice? Don’t make me laugh….unless you’re planning on following his footsteps? Because the only thing Angel knows about me?
Is how the wrath of the God of Xtreme can end a career.
[/color]Allowing our king to spread his genocidal wings”
I am and always have been a man of my word. You can hate me, you can love me, follow me, or wish nothing but ill will towards me…..but it’s something you cannot deny. If I say that I’m going to do something, I follow through. I told the world that I was going to have my vengeance for losing the tag team championships. I told the world, that this little “Rebellion” just wouldn’t stand….nobody believed me….
So Xavier Cross was crucified for their sins.
Ladies and gentlemen of IWF, I beg you to pull harder on the strings of your martyr!
I’ve never hidden who I was, I’ve never tried to portray myself as nothing other than the monster that stands before you. I’m the nastiest motherfucker that you will ever come across, and I thrive off of it, I make peoples lives a living misery, I ruin peoples careers, and I end them too. I’m one of the best this business has ever seen, and what makes me so? I never let anything hold me back. My morals don’t stop me from smashing somebodies face in. My heart strings aren’t pulled at the edge of ending someone’s career. I push forward, headstrong, giving in to my inhibitions and feeding the beast inside me. Put shortly? I’m the god damn king of this wrestling business, and not a single one of you have what it takes to put me down.
I walk into the Extinction Event the Imperial Champion, and I promise you now….I will walk out STILL the Imperial Champion. Not a single one of you has what it takes to put me down, despite what you might think about yourselves and despite what you think about me. Like Rob Diamond in his crazy quest to become the noble knight of IWF - he might have actually gone crazy, putting words and thoughts into my mouth. Yeah Rob, you took the IWF tag team championships away from me, but not once did I say they didn’t mean anything, not once did I say that I didn’t want them, in any way shape or form.
YOU MADE IT ALL UP!
And of course, you like to shout randomly for no coherent reason, and I’m the one who is crazy? Rob, the main difference between you and me right now, is that I know who I am. I have an agenda and I’m following it. I’m not conflicted, I don’t have so called innocent people to look out for. I don’t worry what people may think of me, and I don’t give two shades of shit what the mindless sheep in the stands and at home think. Look at the record books Rob….they are not fickle, they don’t change their mind, and they don’t lie. They tell the truth.
I am the greatest IWF Champion that this company has ever, or will ever see!
But your emotions Rob, they seem to amuse the hell out of me. One week you tell me I’m your brother and you’ll do anything to prevent me from going down the dark path that you think you know so much about. Then all of a sudden you want to end my career, you want to put me down for good…..you have the cheek to talk about how evil and heartless I am, yet you want my son to be fatherless? You want my girlfriend to have to raise him on her own?
How fucking hypocritical can you be, maggot.
You can run your mouth Rob, it’s what you do best. You can talk about the small victories you’ve achieved in your quest to take me down, whilst I allowed you to live. However, deep down inside you know that you haven’t dented my armour, you know that my Empire will stand through more than you can throw at it. Empires have fallen in the past, but never MY Empire. I’ve given the history lesson before, but as per usual you tend to ignore anything that doesn’t fit into your little propaganda message, in your little crusade. You paint me as something so horrible, so hate-worthy that it does nothing but make me smile Rob. You show the world what kind of monster I am, before I even have to.
All you’ve done is help me.
But of course….I stand alongside two of the most fiercest warriers I’v ever called allies, as well as two female champions, one who is being ushered in as the next big thing and being manipulated, the other is if memory serves a graduate of the Mike Laszlo training school….so there’s our weak point. My point I’m trying to make Robert, is it will be a cold day in hell before you take this Imperial title away from me, and that’s if you even manage to get your hands on me in the first place. Enjoy your single-minded focus Robert, as usual….it will be your downfall. As for going to Angel for advice? Don’t make me laugh….unless you’re planning on following his footsteps? Because the only thing Angel knows about me?
Is how the wrath of the God of Xtreme can end a career.
~~~
FLASH BACK TIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIME!
It’s 2007 and we’re behind the scenes of nCw’s first pay per view event, Road to the Gold. Spike Kane having beaten TVO and forcing him to become the new nCw janitor is sitting backstage, with a shit eating grin on his face as he talks to John Anthony, former tag team partner of The Violent One.
Spike: Did you see his face though? Oh man. I want to go throw some nacho cheese on the floor, just to make him clean it up.
Anthony: Yeah, but….then you’d be wasting nacho cheese!
The two laugh out loud, clearly enjoying the beginning of their blossoming nCw careers when a figure approaches them slowly with hands held outwards. Non other than the Genius himself, Davey Ortega.
Davey: Gentlemen, it’s great to see you both enjoying yourself so much. nCw is far better having you on the roster. Thing is….I look at you two, and I see a lot of talent going to waste. A lot of potential being underused by this company. Tell me boys…..how would you feel about forming a group that takes what it wants when it wants it?
The camera shows the smirk spread on Spike’s face and his eyes light up before we…
FLASH!!!
We’re backstage at the episode of Sacrifice where Spike showed off his Imperial Championship for the first time. Backstage we see Killian Creed and Ryan Blade talking to each other. The audio is muffled and we can’t quite understand what they are saying, but it appears to just be pleasantries and nothing important when Spike Kane, wearing an InFamous t-shirt walks through the door and sees both men.
Spike: Ah, just the men I was looking for!
Killian: Hey. The Imperial Champion! Congratulations.
Blade: Reckon you’ll shake the curse of that title?
Spike grins at Blade’s remark, the championship seemingly cursed after the incredibly bad reigns of both Joe Everyman and Lex Sense.
Spike: Oh, I plan on it. I plan on being the greatest champion this company has ever seen….and I’m hoping that I can recruit the two of you to a group that will help me acheive as such, whilst helping your own careers too. Ryan, that Man of Steel championship belongs around your waist….and we could make sure it stays there, and Killian? I’ve seen you train, you’re going to be one of the best this company has ever seen. I have the vision to help you both get what you want now. Not in five years, or two years….but now. I can make you both Kings in your own right. What do you say?
The camera focuses on the eyes of Spike Kane, the same gleam in his eye now than there was in 2007 as he extends his hand towards both Creed and Blade.
~~~
Mason St. Croix….you, are the unknown to me in this match. A man who earns everything that comes his way, and claws and fights through the filth to get there. In another life, you might have been someone I recruited to my Empire Mason….although, I suppose to the allies (and I use that term loosely) around you, you might already be?
Isn’t that an interesting thought?
The thing is, only you and I will know the truth, and with the way I’ve managed to fool every single one of you peasants week after week, can your team mates really put any trust in you? Deception, smoke, and mirrors….it’s how I’ve managed to get where I am in this company. You can focus on how I made a target out of you, how I attacked you without provocation and you can pretend to believe that too. You can also hide behind that fact when your partners ask if they can trust you…
Because I never attacked an ally to hide his allegiance before….right Rob?
I want you to give in to that hatred you feel flowing through you Mason. I’m not going to give you the whole, fear leads to hate, hate leads to anger...blah blah blah. I represent the dark side, and I’m not bothered about it in the slightest. I see you as an enemy Mason because you have the potential to take my championship away from me, whether that is your plan or not, the risk is there and I wanted to make sure that you knew that I was aware of it, and that you wouldn’t slip in under the radar like a thief in the night. I know how you type of people work Mason, I know what soldiers are like, deep down in the core. My father was one…..the man who has had such a grip on my life, and hell…..even my own sanity he fought it what most people will look at as a war, but to those involved will always remember as such.
My father was in the Irish Republican Army.
Am I ashamed of such? Knowing what their reputation has become? Made into lowly terrorists? I couldn’t care less Mason. My father became corrupt, became pure evil, but when he fought at that time he fought for the lives of his children, of his darling wife and the people he called friends. In every single war throughout time soldiers have always done dastardly things, they have gone across the line, and mistreated their prisoners. War always escalates Mason, and people always die. Spears, knives, guns, machine guns, rockets, bombs, nuclear weaponry, chemical warfare…..as a species we are nothing but disgusting to each other and as much as I have respect for the armed forces for doing what they do but you know what would bring peace to this world Mason?
If there were no soldiers.
No soldiers, means no army, means no military strength, means no war. It’s quite simple really isn’t it? I mean, you yourself must have been through some stuff Mason, to be where you are today. What man of action decides he’s done protecting his country and decides to take up the boots and spandex to become a professional wrestler? Not someone that I’d be happy defending my country, that’s for sure. Reeks of cowardice, don’t you think? Reminds me of that one dude….Steve Rogers, you know? Captain America? It makes me laugh that your country is so in need of patriotism that it creates people to fly the flag for them, because their men are incapable.
Like that pointless scene in Spider-Man.
Sorry, but shit like that really gets on my tits. Americans with your huge heads and ego’s would quite happily believe that America is the only place on Earth that matters, and of course should we ever get into the debate about Britain versus America all the cliches come out…..but not one of you seem to remember that your country stems from tax dodging criminals. Hell, you’re almost as bad as Australia.
These are the people you chose to fight for.
Now you stand opposite me and my Empire and I promise you this Mason, this is a war that you are not equipped for, this is a warzone of proportions you could never begin to fathom. I will die if I have to, just to keep that Imperial Championship around my waist. You stand on a team filled with rage, with a member of the Empire at your side - which everyone seems to have forgotten….I stand with two poor women who don’t wan’t to lose their titles, and two solid members of my Empire. Can you imagine what you’ll have to go through to get to me? You’ll have to hold off both Rob Diamond and Davey Ortega before you even get your hands on me…...that is, unless I’ve placed you there to stop them in the first place.
Welcome to the real war Mason.
[/color]Isn’t that an interesting thought?
The thing is, only you and I will know the truth, and with the way I’ve managed to fool every single one of you peasants week after week, can your team mates really put any trust in you? Deception, smoke, and mirrors….it’s how I’ve managed to get where I am in this company. You can focus on how I made a target out of you, how I attacked you without provocation and you can pretend to believe that too. You can also hide behind that fact when your partners ask if they can trust you…
Because I never attacked an ally to hide his allegiance before….right Rob?
I want you to give in to that hatred you feel flowing through you Mason. I’m not going to give you the whole, fear leads to hate, hate leads to anger...blah blah blah. I represent the dark side, and I’m not bothered about it in the slightest. I see you as an enemy Mason because you have the potential to take my championship away from me, whether that is your plan or not, the risk is there and I wanted to make sure that you knew that I was aware of it, and that you wouldn’t slip in under the radar like a thief in the night. I know how you type of people work Mason, I know what soldiers are like, deep down in the core. My father was one…..the man who has had such a grip on my life, and hell…..even my own sanity he fought it what most people will look at as a war, but to those involved will always remember as such.
My father was in the Irish Republican Army.
Am I ashamed of such? Knowing what their reputation has become? Made into lowly terrorists? I couldn’t care less Mason. My father became corrupt, became pure evil, but when he fought at that time he fought for the lives of his children, of his darling wife and the people he called friends. In every single war throughout time soldiers have always done dastardly things, they have gone across the line, and mistreated their prisoners. War always escalates Mason, and people always die. Spears, knives, guns, machine guns, rockets, bombs, nuclear weaponry, chemical warfare…..as a species we are nothing but disgusting to each other and as much as I have respect for the armed forces for doing what they do but you know what would bring peace to this world Mason?
If there were no soldiers.
No soldiers, means no army, means no military strength, means no war. It’s quite simple really isn’t it? I mean, you yourself must have been through some stuff Mason, to be where you are today. What man of action decides he’s done protecting his country and decides to take up the boots and spandex to become a professional wrestler? Not someone that I’d be happy defending my country, that’s for sure. Reeks of cowardice, don’t you think? Reminds me of that one dude….Steve Rogers, you know? Captain America? It makes me laugh that your country is so in need of patriotism that it creates people to fly the flag for them, because their men are incapable.
Like that pointless scene in Spider-Man.
Sorry, but shit like that really gets on my tits. Americans with your huge heads and ego’s would quite happily believe that America is the only place on Earth that matters, and of course should we ever get into the debate about Britain versus America all the cliches come out…..but not one of you seem to remember that your country stems from tax dodging criminals. Hell, you’re almost as bad as Australia.
These are the people you chose to fight for.
Now you stand opposite me and my Empire and I promise you this Mason, this is a war that you are not equipped for, this is a warzone of proportions you could never begin to fathom. I will die if I have to, just to keep that Imperial Championship around my waist. You stand on a team filled with rage, with a member of the Empire at your side - which everyone seems to have forgotten….I stand with two poor women who don’t wan’t to lose their titles, and two solid members of my Empire. Can you imagine what you’ll have to go through to get to me? You’ll have to hold off both Rob Diamond and Davey Ortega before you even get your hands on me…...that is, unless I’ve placed you there to stop them in the first place.
Welcome to the real war Mason.
~~~
BOOM! ANOTHER FLASHBACK TO 2007!!!
This time we see Jake “The Ace” Conway packing up his gear into his bag once again behind the scenes of another nCw show, this was seemingly just another Collision, when Spike Kane appears in the doorway, knocking on the door frame. He holds a hand up before Jake can react.
Spike: Whoa, whoa. I know you have every right to smash my face in right here and now, but just hear me out...I come in peace.
Jake: You better make it snappy, before I smash that old sledeghammer in your face and retire your piddly ass!
Walking into the room a little Spike holds his hands up further, donning the new (at the time) Empire t-shirt he lowers the hands and begins to rub them together.
Spike: We’re sworn enemies Jake. The things we’ve done to each other? The things I’ve done to you and your loved ones….
Jake grabs a wrench laying in a toolbox underneath the bench. Don’t ask me why it’s there, it just is. His grip tightens around it as he speaks through clenched teeth.
Jake: Not making it any better Kane.
Spike: I know, I’m getting there. Thing is….we make excellent enemies, because we know each other so well. We know how the other fights, what call to make in the ring, how to reverse this and that….imagine if we could take that, harness that….and use it to work together?
The Ace bursts out laughing at the idea of working with Spike Kane, before Spike simply smirks at him.
Spike: I can pave the way for you Jake. I’m taking over The Empire. Davey won’t know what hit him. I’m going to step up to Lance Ryan and the No Warning Shot….and put them down like a true leader. Thing is, I know where my weaknesses are, and they are my allies. I need you at my side, I need you to help me rule this federation Jakee…
And it seems that Spike’s promises of power and gold start to sink into the mind of Jake Conway as he lets go of the wrench and turns folded arms to face Spike.
Jake: I’m listening….
FLASH!
We’re backstage at IWF again, we’re in a room with Spike Kane standing in front of a now closed door, Gjenrei sits on a bench not far from Spike, and Cable Arcane stands before him, fists balled and poised as if about to strike.
Spike: You can hit me if you want. You can take out your anger on me, but it won’t help. It won’t give you what you need Cable. I have the answers that you seek…..I have the knowledge that you need, all I ask in return….is your allegiance.
Gjenrei looks up interested in the conversation.
Gjenrei: We’ve fought constant battles with you since this companies inception, why come to us with this now?
Spike: Because my dear boy…..I’m going to take over this company. Little by little, I’m sewing seeds throughout the infrastructure of this roster, and when I defeat Lex Sense - and trust me, I will defeat him. I’m going to reveal the whole thing to the world, and show them how they cheered and screamed for their King to be pushed towards the Imperial Championship, only to doom this company and it’s peasants to a reign of brutallity the likes have never been seen. The weak will be broken and torn asunder, only the strong will survive. Only the best….which is why I come to you two. The lessons I teach, are hard, are painful…..but they will help. I promise you Cable….I will guide you with your rage, and make you an instrument to be feared!
Cable finally moves forward and squares up to Spike Kane.
Cable: …...count us in.
~~~
And of course we have none other than Davey Ortega. The man who recruited me to the Empire in the first place. The man who, if I’m honest here, is responsible for all the carnage, pain, and trauma I have brought to the world ever since I took his place at the head of the Empire. Tell me Davey, where you watching last Monday Night? Did you see the lengths I’ve gone to, did you see what you created so many years ago? Xavier certainly lived up to his name, right?
HAHAHAHA!!! Xavier…..CROSS!!! GET IT!?
Ahem.
This dance has begun so many times in the past. You’ve squared your shoulders, flexed your muscles, said some words to put this in motion and then walked away. It’s a different tactic to being the epic choke artist that you once were, isn’t that right David? You’ve tried to pull on my heart strings in the past, you’v tried to blame me for the epic nose dive both your career and your life took, and you expect me to feel regret for this? You expect me to crawl on my knees and beg for your forgiveness? Davey….I ruined your life, I ruined your career…..but do I feel regret?
No. I’m proud.
You are the walking example Davey. When people talk about me in their hushed whispers, they talk about the careers I’ve ended, they talk about the lives I’ve ruined and it always ends with one sentence….just look at Davey Ortega. A man who was a pillar in the struggling nCw, carrying the company forward much like I have done with both nCw and IWF. A man who was supposed to be Lance Ryan’s ultimate test….turned into a walking joke, turned into the butt of the company he once represented. The thing about it all though Davey…..you turned your back on us, on your Empire. You shut us all out, and expected us to take your orders without question and never giving us a moment behind the scenes to explain what was going on, to explain our roles, or even let us know what the “Genius” had planned…..you pushed us out Davey, so I took over and pushed you out.
And you had your chance for redemption.
Do you remember that night? Because I will never forget it. The first ever Dragon’s Den match that nCw ever saw. Davey Ortega - BACK FROM THE DEAD! To take on the nCw Champion….Spike Kane. You had the chance Davey, it was right in your palm, you could have toppled it all but instead you did what you always do Davey. You caved, and you were defeated. Though, I have to say…..playing with your mind has always been one of my favourite games. You’re easy to manipulate Davey, as much as you might protest to the opposite. I learned from the best, that mind games can throw your opponent off…..so can you imagine how much fun it was for me to make the world think you were on our side?
You’re only in this match because I wanted to so.
I put you in this match Davey, my Empire put you in this match….so imagine that the wildest possibility ever does happen and you do manages to walk away with my Imperial Championship, you wouldn’t have done it alone, you would have done it with the help of MY Empire. Bizarre that, isn’t it? Considering it was your Empire that brought the nCw title to my hands. Everyone wants to stop me Davey, everyone wants the fame and fortune that goes along with toppling the biggest enemy this company will ever see. A man who used the Juggernauts as pawns, the man who made Xander Famularo realise how much of a little breakable bitch he was, and run off with his tail between his legs. A man who manipulated the monster that is Lex Sense into laying the groundwork for my ascendancy. Everybody wants that accolade, as well as the Imperial Championship…..Rob Diamond, Mike Laszlo, Mason St. Croix, Brad Kane, Joe Everyman…..at one point Xavier Cross, but we know that won’t be happening soon.
But not you.
This means more to you than anybody else. This is more personal to you than even Rob Diamond thinks it is to him. We’ve been enemies for such a long time Davey that I don’t think we can be anything but. I take pride in putting you down, time and time again, and this time I get to do it on such a grand stage, just like at Metamorphosis. I’m going to put you down once and for all Davey, not Gjenrei, not Killian….but me. I’m going to strike down your pathetic crusade and end this nonsense once and for all. Break through your fractured psyche and remind you that you were never on my level….I’m the man who beat Lance Ryan, I broke him to the point where he joined me Davey…..something you could never do.
History has a nasty way of repeating, and at Survival of the Fittest…..I’m going to make Davey Ortega extinct once and for all.
As for the women in this match? I feel like I should mention you fine ladies because we’ll be sharing the ring, but we won’t actually be locking horns, so it’s a little mute really. I understand that Jessica Reed has set the bar as far as being champion is, and I can respect that….whereas Ashley seems rather green and prone to outbursts….all I’m going to say ladies is steer clear of what the big boys have to do in this match up, because I know that Amber will do whatever her King requires her to do in this match….and I’m quite happy to let you four battle it out without interference….as long as you don’t push me.
The Extinction Event calls for us all, and it’s time for some to be left behind, but just remember that I’ve been doing this for seventeen years and I never get left behind, I never become extinct.
I evolve.
[/color]HAHAHAHA!!! Xavier…..CROSS!!! GET IT!?
Ahem.
This dance has begun so many times in the past. You’ve squared your shoulders, flexed your muscles, said some words to put this in motion and then walked away. It’s a different tactic to being the epic choke artist that you once were, isn’t that right David? You’ve tried to pull on my heart strings in the past, you’v tried to blame me for the epic nose dive both your career and your life took, and you expect me to feel regret for this? You expect me to crawl on my knees and beg for your forgiveness? Davey….I ruined your life, I ruined your career…..but do I feel regret?
No. I’m proud.
You are the walking example Davey. When people talk about me in their hushed whispers, they talk about the careers I’ve ended, they talk about the lives I’ve ruined and it always ends with one sentence….just look at Davey Ortega. A man who was a pillar in the struggling nCw, carrying the company forward much like I have done with both nCw and IWF. A man who was supposed to be Lance Ryan’s ultimate test….turned into a walking joke, turned into the butt of the company he once represented. The thing about it all though Davey…..you turned your back on us, on your Empire. You shut us all out, and expected us to take your orders without question and never giving us a moment behind the scenes to explain what was going on, to explain our roles, or even let us know what the “Genius” had planned…..you pushed us out Davey, so I took over and pushed you out.
And you had your chance for redemption.
Do you remember that night? Because I will never forget it. The first ever Dragon’s Den match that nCw ever saw. Davey Ortega - BACK FROM THE DEAD! To take on the nCw Champion….Spike Kane. You had the chance Davey, it was right in your palm, you could have toppled it all but instead you did what you always do Davey. You caved, and you were defeated. Though, I have to say…..playing with your mind has always been one of my favourite games. You’re easy to manipulate Davey, as much as you might protest to the opposite. I learned from the best, that mind games can throw your opponent off…..so can you imagine how much fun it was for me to make the world think you were on our side?
You’re only in this match because I wanted to so.
I put you in this match Davey, my Empire put you in this match….so imagine that the wildest possibility ever does happen and you do manages to walk away with my Imperial Championship, you wouldn’t have done it alone, you would have done it with the help of MY Empire. Bizarre that, isn’t it? Considering it was your Empire that brought the nCw title to my hands. Everyone wants to stop me Davey, everyone wants the fame and fortune that goes along with toppling the biggest enemy this company will ever see. A man who used the Juggernauts as pawns, the man who made Xander Famularo realise how much of a little breakable bitch he was, and run off with his tail between his legs. A man who manipulated the monster that is Lex Sense into laying the groundwork for my ascendancy. Everybody wants that accolade, as well as the Imperial Championship…..Rob Diamond, Mike Laszlo, Mason St. Croix, Brad Kane, Joe Everyman…..at one point Xavier Cross, but we know that won’t be happening soon.
But not you.
This means more to you than anybody else. This is more personal to you than even Rob Diamond thinks it is to him. We’ve been enemies for such a long time Davey that I don’t think we can be anything but. I take pride in putting you down, time and time again, and this time I get to do it on such a grand stage, just like at Metamorphosis. I’m going to put you down once and for all Davey, not Gjenrei, not Killian….but me. I’m going to strike down your pathetic crusade and end this nonsense once and for all. Break through your fractured psyche and remind you that you were never on my level….I’m the man who beat Lance Ryan, I broke him to the point where he joined me Davey…..something you could never do.
History has a nasty way of repeating, and at Survival of the Fittest…..I’m going to make Davey Ortega extinct once and for all.
As for the women in this match? I feel like I should mention you fine ladies because we’ll be sharing the ring, but we won’t actually be locking horns, so it’s a little mute really. I understand that Jessica Reed has set the bar as far as being champion is, and I can respect that….whereas Ashley seems rather green and prone to outbursts….all I’m going to say ladies is steer clear of what the big boys have to do in this match up, because I know that Amber will do whatever her King requires her to do in this match….and I’m quite happy to let you four battle it out without interference….as long as you don’t push me.
The Extinction Event calls for us all, and it’s time for some to be left behind, but just remember that I’ve been doing this for seventeen years and I never get left behind, I never become extinct.
I evolve.
Well howdy there pardner.