The moon is full and the night is late, but Chamelion
stifles a yawn as he walks into his apartment… tossing the keys down on the
counter in the kitchen, he opens the fridge and takes out a carton of orange
juice. Plopping the top open, he takes a
drink, swallows and sighs… he looks our way, shaking his head…
“Man, I swear to you… this place is
exactly like an E-bay auction with 1 minute to go… the bidding is at so-and-so,
and as the seconds tick away, bid after bid comes rushing in! Only this time the bid is for a chance to win
the biggest match of the year, the Rumble in the
Putting the carton back into the fridge, he leans against
the counter, crossing his arms as he again tries to keep a straight face and
not yawn too much…
“Today was a long day… and the
hours are ticking by before I find myself awake for a straight 24 hours… now
hold on, I’m not boasting… 24 hours is
nothing… in the Military, 24 hours is a sneeze…..(bless you, Dustin)…. But when
you train and train, it does begin to weigh on you how nice a fluffy pillow and
a warm blanket would feel about now.”
Cracking his neck, he walks into the living room, and we
follow… he turns his head our way as he walks around the couch.
“But before I can go to bed, rest
and return to the gym tomorrow.. I’m running out of time to address these new
additions to the Rumble promotional end of the deal… first off, no disrespect
to Bryce.. ol Nightstyker… but he’s just not been himself.. and with Vicious
around now.. I’ll put in about as much effort against him here, as his chances
are in the Rum…”
With a smile and a wink, he sits down.. focusing on what is
to come.
“John Doe, the virtual unknown in
this match… who could you possibly be against?
What is your plan, I wonder… well, you have a simple warning issued from
me… keep yourself away from me in this match, or your cold dish could get flung
right back into your face…”
“Ultros… I know you… know you
pretty well from the PWA. You and
Lazarus had awesome feuds… and it seemed almost a staple of the PWA that you
two would compete… but while you were building the under card, as you say..
this 15 minutes of fame has lasted me four years and counting… how many PWA
World titles have you held? Not three, like myself… but by all means, be proud
of the under card, some of the best matches did happen there….. and everyone
had a part in the entire federations success.. but before you try to put your under
card ass above people like me… get into this level and stay long enough to mean
something… and I don’t mean a flash in the pan, one win wonder like Lorenzo… I
mean, really do something to make it worth while.”
“Hmmm, and Nemesis.. I’d turn
around if I were you.. you’re facing the wrong way and seeing things in the
total opposite way then they really are.. for instance, how quickly I said your
name… more like, how quickly I dismissed you.. “
“Dustin, kiddo… I’m surprised not
to hear from you today… I was sort of looking forward to what other twist and
spiel you could put on my comments… but I’m sure if you don’t get one in in
time… you’ll save it for when we next meet.. and you know we will.”
“And then there is Nightmare… who
one moment has a bounty out on me, then next takes it away, and then goes back
to jaw-jabbing against me… we’ve been over what happened in our match… I won,
you lost.. you took the easy way out… and your attempt to send a message and do
me harm fell way short of the net…. Can we say, ‘Air Ball’…of course, if you’re
the one that sent the message via the pyros.. then that’s one message I got
loud and clear… my answer… keep going forward.”
“Are you Lorenzo’s spokesman
now? I do notice that she IS incapable
of speaking aloud about anything beyond her booked matches… and that is going
to come back and bite her in the ass very soon.
I’m glad I bore you… and anyone in this federation who has to step aside
because The Chamelion is in the main event is going to say the same thing… but
it’s not you I’m out to entertain… it’s not Lorenzo’s permission I need to face
her in the coming week…. Only two men’s opinions and abilities stand in my
way.. one, I’ve beaten already, the second… well, let’s just say Protean had
better put forth one hell of an effort… because one ounce shy of a full glass,
and he won’t be able to quench his thirst…”
“Lorenzo is going to have to open
her eyes to me very soon…. And she’s going to face hard facts that she has not
been able to do a damned thing in this federation as a world champion, without
my help… all this time, in shadow, I have been the HiC World Champion… and next
week… not only will I win the Rumble.. I will go on later in the night… and
catch little miss Lorenzo… who’s only voice this whole time was to say .. “I
don’t wanna… I don’t wanna fight in the Rumble, I don’t want my pretty face
scratched, I don’t wanna face Chamelion….”
“Well, as clichés are so fun to
quote’ “How’s it feel to want?” because
I’m beyond wanting… I’m needing this.. and whether I have to go thru 30 or 40
other men to get it, or just one little self centered girl… the most Devious
SOB in the business today is going to be the HiC World Champion again… and
that’s all there is to it.. GOT IT?”
Stretching, Chamelion stands… points to the door for us to
leave.. turns on his haunches and heads down the hallway to bed.
Fade