A Man With No Existence/Wanted and Unwanted Guests/Part One

- A Man With No Existence -
Wanted and Unwanted Guests
Part One

Since The Butcher was born, he always lived his life without fear of what may happen to him. He didn�t care who he would piss off or who would want to get a piece of him, ever, because death would release him from the Hell he called a life. At the age of 8, his parents disappeared for no apparent reason and he and his brother haven�t heard or seen them since. They lived on the streets for a few weeks until a neighborhood pizza shop owner took them in as his own when he found them trying to steal one of his pizzas. Being discovered was one of the happy times in The Butcher�s life. Then when he turned 16 he went into the wrestling business to earn some money for his new family. The pain he felt inside made him enjoy the hardcore style of professional wrestling because the pain he felt during the match would at least relieve some anguish in his life for awhile. Then when the money came and the pain in matches didn�t last as long, he went into drugs. He never really got into the cocaine or heroin because it didn�t really suit him and his needs. He instead went out and got wasted every night so he would feel happy and do stupid things. Alcohol being his drug of choice, he would find himself waking up in places he�d never been before and he couldn�t remember anything. Did he care? Of course not. He was young and having fun just like everybody else. But then the binging carried over into his wrestling career. He would show up to matches late or half awake. Some times he�d go out to the ring barely able to walk because he drank a 6-pack just before he went out to perform. He became a mockery and a joke of a man. It took many years for him to figure it out. Alcohol wasn�t going to bring him his biological parents back. Staying out late at night with people he didn�t know wasn�t going to make him friends. Having sex with prostitutes was only going to bring him satisfaction for a short time. Hell, being �happy� was costing him a damn fortune. Then he finally saw himself from a different perspective. It was like an out of body experience and he finally came to grips with what he was doing and how he was hurting the people around him. He was 33 at the time, but he knew he had to change his ways. It wasn�t too late. What he was doing wasn�t working and he was the same person as he was at 16. Still lost and without a cause. So he put down that bottle of beer, paid for the shot of whiskey but didn�t drink it, and put his ass in rehabilitation. After about a year in the clinic, he returned to the world a new man. He knew the only way he was going to be happy was if he changed his life around and faced the cards life had dealt him. And he did just that. He worked his ass off in the ring and reformed his body to what it had been in his younger years. He started winning those matches in the ring and out and soon he was beginning to find meaning in his life. He set the goal of becoming a World Champion. Many laughed at him and said he raised the bar a little too high for himself and he�d fail. But he kept working at it, trying to make that dream become a reality. He was given a few shots back in the GFWA but he always fell short. He would always do something wrong and it would cost him. So he began to listen to those around him who said he had no chance. He started to believe their opinions so he gave up before he became a joke once again. So he retired and hosted his own wrestling television show called �The Butcher�s Table�. He enjoyed hosting the show but nothing beat going out and performing in front of his fans, the people that believed in him. He always had the urge to go back but he couldn�t. There was something missing that would make the whole experience worth while again. And just when it all seemed to be over with, she came into his life. When he met Nikki Sizzio he knew there was something special about her. Just the way he felt around her than around other women was different. Not love or anything, just being comfortable, and that made him happy. Then as the weeks went on and he continued to train for a comeback, they would see more of each other. She even offered to help out even though she wasn�t anywhere near his size but he took her up on the offer. Besides, training alone wasn�t exactly fun. As the weeks turned into months, they became closer and closer, until he felt for her like he felt for no other woman in his life. But he remained professional about it and tried not to get any closer due to their age difference. Then out of the clear blue sky, she made the first move and kissed him. He knew it was a mistake but it felt just so right. Then after that moment, you would have assumed everything would have changed but it didn�t. Everything remained the same between them but they were just more open about what was going on. And after that, he felt like a normal person and felt that he couldn�t be held down any longer. So with her help, he returned to the GFWA and fought his way to the top once again, only this time having total confidence he could get the job done this time. He nearly demolished every opponent that set foot in the ring with him and made those that figured he�d fail again see that he was for real this time. He entered a pay-per-view called No Escape and showed the federation that this time around the World Championship would not escape him this last time. He won that tournament along with Chaos and Jostrodomus and became the new #1 Contender to the title along with them. And after weeks of torment and utter destruction against Chaos, Jostrodomus, and World Champion, Phobia, The Butcher cemented his slot as the right man to dethrone Phobia. Then the moment of truth came in a grand match, where both Phobia and The Butcher took each other to the limit. But The Butcher had that one last ounce of energy and will to win and pinned Phobia to become the World Champion. Finally, over 20 years in the business paid off. He only held onto the World Title for a week but it didn�t matter to The Butcher. He fought for that title and he won it with hard work, determination, and the will to prove everybody wrong. If he would have died later that night, he wouldn�t have cared because he reached the pinnacle of his career and life. It was the first time ever that he felt happy and at peace in the ring and out of it, and nothing was going to top that. Then a year and a half later he�s fighting the same upward battle yet again. His life: ruined. His legacy: tarnished. The woman he loved: stuck with another man. His career: only exists to beat one final man. But he won�t quit this time around because there is only once chance to regain everything again. He has the will, but now he must find the way.

-[ Finally, after 3 weeks of being out of the picture, we get another glimpse of The Butcher and his complicated life. Over the weeks nothing new has really happened to fix the clutter that is The Butcher�s life, so we haven�t missed much. He�s still staying with Tomorrow Man, in his apartment, while he earns more money to get his own apartment in the San Francisco Bay Area. See, he can�t go back to New York City, not while his main focus is here. He still has Nikki�s love and he still considers himself married to her despite the world having no record of the marriage nor any record of Jimmy Cortez even existing. The mission is not winning back Nikki�s love, he always had that, but the mission is trying to figure out how his entire existence could simply disappear. He believes the clue to the puzzle is his one time friend and father of Nikki�s unborn child, Cody Carmichael. ]-

-[ Why would he think Cody is the clue to everything? Because he�s gained the most out of The Butcher�s �death�. He gained money, power, and respect with The Butcher being gone, not to mention being allowed to screw Nikki whenever he feels like it. Cody Carmichael was once an open man in this world, but now he keeps his life to himself. He goes out late at night sometimes and comes back in the morning with bruises and a sore body along with an extra 10 grand in his bank account. Even more deeply concealed in mystery is Cody�s unknown benefactor. The Butcher would like to meet this benefactor someday and figure out the mystery behind him. That�s why Cody is the key to this all. ]-

-[ The Butcher hates the what�s going on with a passion. He hates it almost as much as he does Frostie, because without him, none of this would have been possible. If Frostie didn�t nearly kill The Butcher, he would still be back in Harlem with his wife Nikki, and that unborn child could have been his. Not to mention Cody and Tomorrow Man would undoubtedly still be the legendary tag team A Tendency 2 Start Fires. ]-

-[ But what pisses The Butcher off the most is that his soul mate is trapped in the middle of all of this. True, it is her fault that she�s pregnant with Cody�s child and she�ll be the first to admit it; but to have to be stuck with Cody and be unhappy for the sake of her child�s safety angers The Butcher the most. He�s forgiven her for her huge mistake and nothing has changed between them because he knows she still and always will love him. To prove that she still cared, she saved all of the journals The Butcher wrote from the beginning of his career until his �death�. She saved them to remind herself of him because they were his words and feelings. But since he was still alive, she felt it necessary to give them back to him so he could continue. That�s what we find The Butcher doing now. He�s in Tomorrow Man�s apartment looking at the last journal entries at Tomorrow Man�s desk. Next to him are five large boxes filled with the journals in the order that they were written in. Tomorrow Man is leaning back in his comfortable chair, watching television. As The Butcher turns to the last page written on, he reads the last entry aloud. ]-

The Butcher: �February 2. Frostie will get his today. Signed, The pissed off and pumped up Butcher.�

-[ Tomorrow Man turns his attention from the television and looks at The Butcher. ]-

Tomorrow Man: What was that? The Butcher: Oh nothing. I was just reading my last entry out loud to myself. I wrote it just before my match with Frostie back in February. Tomorrow Man: I see. I forget, why do you write pretty much everything down in your journals? The Butcher: Insurance. Tomorrow Man: Insurance? The Butcher: I�ve insured my memory when I get amnesia. All I have to remember is how to read. Tomorrow Man: Ah. Good idea.

-[ Tomorrow Man goes back to watching the television. ]-

The Butcher: Do you have a pen?

-[ Tomorrow Man never takes his eyes off the television and speaks in a brain dead voice. ]-

Tomorrow Man: In the top desk drawer.

-[ The Butcher opens the top desk drawer and finds a small box of pens. He opens the box and takes out a fresh pen. He takes the cap off, places it on the bottom of the pen, and starts to write something after his last passage. ]-

September 20, 2002 Dear Elderly Butcher, It has been awhile since my last entry and if you don�t remember, I�ve had a hectic past six months. I nearly died in that match against Frostie�well I did die in that match against Frostie. Everyone assumed I was dead and I was buried alive. Don�t ask how I escaped because I don�t even know how I did. I just woke up one day and found myself somewhere in the Northwestern Territories of Canada. Don�t ask how I got there, just know you�ve been there and it isn�t a wonderful place to visit. It�s cold and has polar bears�I think. See, my memory is all ready going. It was like being born again except this time I had clothes on. Oh and there wasn�t a doctor to slap me on the ass like being born was a crime. How is it my fault that I�m such an ugly human being? Keep in mind, though, I did get slapped. I got slapped right in the face by the fact that I can�t control my own destiny. I walked and hitch-hiked my way back to Harlem, New York to find my world turned upside down. All my saved up money was gone. My birth certificate was burned. My marriage license to Nikki did not exist�just like me. There was no record of me at all in this world. It was very strange. What was even stranger was that Nikki was gone and our home was once again condemned. I met a young prostitute by the name of Zo� there. She�s a good girl and helped me find Nikki once again. Thought life would turn back to normal after that? Of course not. Life isn�t that easy. I come to find out she�s living with Cody, engaged to him, and even pregnant with his kid. Ouch? Damn right ouch! Anyway, she and I have worked out our problems and I�ll be with her every step of the way. You know that old woman you�re living with but can�t quite remember who she is? That�s her you dumbass! Now go tell her I said hi. My life isn�t the only thing screwed up though. My career is too. I had to go back to wrestling again to earn some cash and get revenge on the man that made this all possible. I was set to destroy Frostie this weekend in my revenge wrestling match. But guess what, he ran like a little kid. The match was set and he must have gotten scared because time was running out on his life. So he ran like a coward. I really wanted to destroy him but knowing that he FEARS me will satisfy me for now. He better pray to God that I never see him again because he will not get away next time. In any event, I don�t know what else to write right now. I just wanted to let you know that I DID NOT die. And I�m glad you�re able to keep reading these because Nikki saved them for us. Isn�t she the greatest? Now go pop a Viagra pill and love her like you used to a long time ago�actually, don�t. You�re probably like 80 years old and that�s just disgusting. Go tell her I love her. Yeah that will be good enough for me. - The Butcher PS: I�m still pissed off and pumped up!

-[ The Butcher puts the pen on the desk and closes his journal. He turns around and looks at Tomorrow Man from his seat. Tomorrow Man is being a couch potato right now so he doesn�t even notice The Butcher looking at him. The Butcher sighs to himself and looks out the window at the beautiful day. He sighs again because he�s wasting it all away. But his brief moment of melancholy is interrupted by a knock at the front door. Tomorrow Man doesn�t move a muscle, while The Butcher goes into hiding, assuming it�s the landlord. There is another knock at the door and Tomorrow Man snaps out of his daze. He gets up and walks towards the door. He looks through the peephole to see who it is but he doesn�t see anything except gray. Tomorrow Man thinks to himself that someone is obviously blocking the peephole on purpose, so to be safe he asks who it is before he opens. ]-

Tomorrow Man: Who is it?

-[ There isn�t a verbal response at all. Just another three slow knocks at the door. Tomorrow Man then puts the chain lock on the door just before he opens it slightly. ]-

Tomorrow Man: What?

-[ Then suddenly a razor-sharp blade comes through the crack of the door with great precision, cutting the chain in half yet still missing Tomorrow Man�s face by a quarter of an inch. Before Tomorrow Man can realize what is going on, the door gets kicked open and knocks him down to the floor. On the floor he notices that there is duct tape covering the peephole. In walks a lady and a man dressed in black clothes with matching black trench coats and sunglasses. The Butcher comes from the bedroom wondering what all the commotion is about and he walks in on the scene. With grips that die hard, the man reaches into his trench coat with lightning speed and pulls out a black hand gun. He points it at The Butcher, threatening his life, while the woman brings her katana blade onto Tomorrow Man�s neck, nearly cutting his throat. The Butcher stops in his tracks. ]-

The Butcher: Who are you?!

-[ The seductive woman lowers her shades a bit with her free hand, revealing green eyes. She speaks up in an even more seductive voice, yet authoritative. ]-

Woman: You�re Jimmy Cortez, right? The Butcher: Yes. Why?

-[ She removes her blade from Tomorrow Man�s throat, puts it away in her trench coat, and starts to walk towards The Butcher. The man then points his gun at Tomorrow Man, making sure The Butcher doesn�t make a move. As the woman gets closer, she pulls out some crimson lipstick and puts it on her lips as she comes face to face with The Butcher. ]-

Woman: It�s nice to see you again, Jimmy. I forgot how tall you were.

-[ She then kisses him on the lips passionately but he pushes her away. He�s too late though. The damage has been done. He starts to back away from her slowly but his vision is beginning to become impaired. Then his legs give way and he falls into the chair at the desk. The woman smiles at him, turns around, and nods at the man. The man gets a malevolent grin on his face and turns to Tomorrow Man. As The Butcher�s eyes close, he hears a gun fire, and then he passes out. ]-

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