Part Three – Chamelion vs. Lisa Lorenzo

 

Present time – or so we’re being told.  Scene – blackness… then the click of a switch that illuminates a small area.  In that area, there is a tall bar stool, and on it sits… a Muppet?  We pan lower and we discover this Muppet to be a very good likeness of the current HiC Champion, Lisa Lorenzo.  We then hear the click-click of steps and into view comes Chamelion, smiling lightly as he picks up the Lisa doll and sits comfortably on the stool.

 

“Greetings HiC viewers… I bet some of you are wondering what this is?”

 

Holds up the Lorenzo Muppet.

 

“It may surprise you to learn another one of my talents in life is ventriloquism.   Never the need to use it in the HiC… until recently…. Because in the last month I have been the puppet master of one Lisa Lorenzo…. Giving her false hope, letting her think she was worthy of something when we all know she is not.  And for those who may or not believe me… a little demonstration is in order.”

 

Lifting the doll up, Chamelion slides one hand behind it and slinks his fist into her backside… smirking at the implications, Chamelion adjusts the doll and sits it on his lap.  Coughing once to clear his throat, Chamelion asks.

 

“Hi, Lisa.. how are you today?”

 

The doll’s head lifts up, and makes a sad face, and in a voice slightly feminized, she answers.

 

“I’m sad.”

 

“Oh, why is that?”

 

“I’m a worthless champion…. “

 

Chamelion’s eyes go wide, in shock and sympathy.

 

“Now why do you say that?”

 

The doll turns halfway, to stare at Chamelion.

 

“Isn’t it obvious??  Have you not seen??”

 

Gently Chamelion urges the doll on.

 

“Why don’t you tell everyone about it?  Get it off your chest?”

 

The doll’s head nods and turns back to the audience.  The light dims so that only Lisa’s head and torso can be seen clearly.

 

“I’m pathetic… a sad excuse… why?  Just look at me? Frail and flimsy… a wreck of nerves and self doubt.  I cling to little things that fall my way… as if in all things, they matter… to even have a chance to fight Chamelion, I needed him to help me win my matches… and I knew.. KNEW that in our match, his concern overwhelmed his efforts… I didn’t even get to fight the man I hated, because that was the one who would do anything to win…  But that Chamelion wasn’t even there.”

 

“No, I got a man who tried to show compassion.. the one thing I don’t think anyone but my lesbo friend, Ai Mei shows me… and I spit in his face.. so what does he do… he continues to help me… he puts in the key blow that let’s me win my matches… “

 

“Every time I think I’m finally doing good on my own, I fuck up.. and he’s there to help me…. I couldn’t be champion without him… and I know this… it’s why I didn’t want to give him a rematch.. it’s why I hid, I ran.. and I ignored him….I try to tell him he doesn’t matter… but it’s a lie… just like my reign, just like my self worth.. it’s all a lie.”

”I’m Nothing without Chamelion.. I’m less then nothing… a girl in a man’s world… holding onto a smidgen of glory through a championship title that should never have been mine… and I know now.. that when we face each other again… he’ll put me in my place.. and it sends shivers up and down my cotton stuffed spine.”

 

“So all I can do is confess… state here plainly for all of you to see… I couldn’t do it alone and I know I will be alone in my next match… so I will kiss my title good bye, and say farewell to the last bit of credibility I’ve struggled to hang on too… I’m Lisa Lorenzo… and I’m an utter failure.”

 

The lights come back up enough to include Chamelion again and he pats Lorenzo on the head.

 

“Now, don’t you feel better?”

 

The Muppet lowers her head.

 

“No, I will always grieve, I will always be lost in a pit of despair, alone save for the vultures who rip the flesh off the rotting carcass of my championship reign…!”

 

Rolling his eyes, Chamelion pulls the doll off his hand and flings it off into the void, we here the doll scream until THUD, it lands out of sight.  Chamelion snickers.

 

“I’m tired of listening to her bitchiness… been meaning to do that for a while now.  Now, Lorenzo….let’s really talk about denial.  You can go and spice the word up with streaks of blood on a white canvas, but it is less then effective in comparison with the denial you’ve been projecting for the last forty or so days.  The denial of how you got to be champion.. and how you’ve kept the title for the last month… the doll was more honest then you could ever be…. And more lively I might add.”

 

“You try to act as if I don’t matter… but you know I do.. you know I have mattered.. with every turn you take, I’m there… with every breath you take, I’m behind you waiting to pounce… the HiC made it hard for me… having to earn what already I should have been given, but it matters not.. destiny says it’s my time… time to take back what I should not have lost to begin with… “

 

“I told you if you continued to ignore me, it would come and bite you in the ass… and you tried to ignore it.. you didn’t want to believe the truth… and with the clamp of sharp teeth, you yelped and found yourself nipped…”

 

“Ironically as well, the more you talk of the Chamelion not being important to you, the more you show how much I really do.  For in your entire interview to me… and it was to me… you spoke over and over about the very same issues.. fear and denial… stuck in a rut, as you have been since day one.. hoping that just one of those lines would break through the invisible barrier and mean something important.”

 

“They don’t.  The facts are in what the people see… and you can talk fantasy all you want… because it is the world you live in.. a world that is going to crumble very soon at your feet.. leaving in front of you a very harsh reality… ME!”

 

“The other aspect you brought up… about thinking people cared about me?  Of course they don’t.. it’s all about the gold.. the greed as you say… I know that… now, redemption sometimes plays a part in it.. whether it’s your made up; “I’ve-been-hurt-by-Chamelion-gotta-beat-him-up” redemption or Protean’s “you-hurt-my-friend-I’ll-get-you-for-this’ Redemption… it’s just another reason for greed.  Now me?  I just want to prove that when you face the complete Chamelion affect.. you don’t stand a chance in hell… my redemption comes from destiny dealing me a grand hand, and I only need to lay the cards down and collect the chips… “

 

“But at the same time, you’re wrong… for if you look at the last eight months.. the length of the HiC’s run… the Chamelion has always been in the thick of it… being hunted, doing the hunting… on the tips of everyone’s tongues… the man to beat, they say… the one that will give them the boost… it’s Chamelion… and that’s where I get the glory… the spotlight… and that’s why I love it so much…. The attention.. the challenge.. it all comes right to me… “

 

“Is it ego?  Yup!  Most definitely I have ego… but it’s earned ego…. Bruised as it sometimes may be… it’s always in tact.. even with the likes of Thunderwolf or Riley or Nemesis… any of them could win and go on to be the next great challenge of the World Champion…I’ve lost to two of them.. and I know that if all falls into place.. redemption could become a key factor once again!”

 

“So you can deny all you want, and you can try to put the denial onto me… but the facts are there for all to see… Miss Lorenzo lost everything the night she became the HiC Champion… and that is one victory… you’ll never be able to take away from the most devious SOB in the business today… GOT IT?”

 

Standing up, Chamelion takes a mock bow.. and walks off the set… and we fade to black….