Narrator: Another week. Another great matchup. ‘The Storm’ Tadashii Kaiou vs “The Show” Tyrone Kidd. No DQ with Jay Gold as the referee. Seems good on paper. These two superstars are definitely going to put on a show in front of the Mexican people at the Plaza de Toros in Mexico City. The former Global and US Champion will face the current Cruiserweight with no boundaries. Kidd is determine to bring his A game and so is Kaiou. This match will definitely not be for the weak at heart as two people with the genuine dislike each other battle it out nonstop until one is beat up and bloodied. We’ve heard the comments from both guys and it seems like this is going to be brutal.
Both guys are cocky and are not going to back down one once into this match. It’s obvious that Tadashii is counting on interference and is planning on backup but what is Tyrone Kidd counting on? What does he have to say in response to the comments made towards him? Does he think that when Chaos come that he will come away will the victory or will he be on the receiving end of a brutal jumping by Kaiou and Gold? What does he have to say about Kaiou’s comments just the other day? What about Jay’s? Will he be able to focus his anger and energy on Kaiou and not Gold? And what won’t Tyrone do in order to beat Tadashii?
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Let The Show begin.
Finally after the worse two days ever spent in Iraq, the scene starts back in the place he calls home. Good Ol’ Harlem, NY. As the camera man and the crew know the deal, they head up the elevator and up to the 5th floor. Once at the door, they knock and Starr opens the door with better look on her face. Not exactly a smile but it’s not filled with rage like in Iraq. Her bruises are starting to heal slowly as she is just wearing a pair of sweat pants and one of Kidd’s wifebeaters. She points them in the direction of the living room and they start to proceed there. Once they get to the room, there are a couple of new things that are in the room. From spending the day at the US camp, the soldiers gave them a army fatigue outfit with a M-16 both personalize with his last name on it. They are both place on the far wall, opposite to where the flat screen Sony television is. Right under the army fatigue, a couple feet away from the wall, is a very priceless white loveseat. Since it is very expensive, the sofa is covered with a plastic coating all over it to keep its cleanliness. On the sofa, wearing an pair of black army fatigue pants, no shirt, and his Cruiserweight title draped over his shoulder, looking at his flat screen TV is yours truly, Tyrone Kidd. The first obvious thing is that the large massive bandage that was placed on his head to pressure the wound from Chaos is replaced with just a smaller rectangle shaped bandage that is spread out on the front part of his forehead. Also the bandages on his ribs are gone but you they are still a little banged-up. As the camera man takes a look at the television they notice that exactly Kidd is looking at.
It seems as if he is looking at a tape of his old McW days. In particular, the one that happened the night after his victory over some nobody at his first PPV in a long time. It at the very beginning, where everyone is in the hallway congratulating the new wrestler on his victory. This was back in the day, where he stood out for his brass talking and his infamous dreadlocks on his head. Upon the many different wrestlers that show they gratitude is two in particular that spark an interest of some sort.. The first one is short one hundred and fourty pound tag team phenomenon, Jay Gold. The other is a former legend and ex-CEO of the GWA, the Methodical Predator, Rick ‘Acid’ Jones. They show exactly what is going through Kidd’s head as he speaks from the mind. After that part of the promo is done, The Show then stops the tape and presses the button that flips the flat screen TV back into the wall. The camera turns back to Kidd as he looks at the camera and do what he does best. Kidd: *sigh* Those were the days. The days that I had to scrap off that ring rust and head back into the ring. In a new place with new faces. Most of them thought I was a one hit wonder. Putting me against other new people to prove my worth in the federation. Boy, did I prove them wrong. That was after opening up for the PPV, victorious against another scrub that does not need to be named. You notice that was the first two weeks in the McW and you seen what I got in return. Respect. Even if they didn’t like what I said or how I did it. I still earned that respect by everyone else. I even was granted a shot at the month interfed match after that which was the icing on the cake that so far was nicely made. That match actually made me part of the family in the federation not just a regular Joe Smhoe and it felt so good. That my friend was a GOLDEN MOMENT! But now look at it. The same people that shook my hand are the same people who decide to try and shut what makes people stay in these seats. I guess that respect only goes to a certain extent, eh? Oh well. Well one of these people that shown me that respect and dignity was you Gold. During that month reign, you were impressed by what you saw. You gave me the decency to respect how I handle things and wished me luck. At some time, I would think that Jay Gold was a decent person maybe even cool. But I guess I was wrong, eh? You’re not cool. Actually like Carlito Carribean Cool, ‘I spit in the faces of people who are not cool.’ and you are put in that league little man. I mean after McW, I guess you became jealous and decided that since I won the title that you have been in the hunt for months, that I won is two weeks, that you should spit in the face of me by attacking me after my match. Ha Ha. That’s cool. Desperate people do desperate things when put in desperate situation. It’s ok. Whatever people need to do to gain some publicity in the world of GWA wrestling. Little guys like you need some kind of confidence to work on. Look at this week. Your put to referee a match with bad blood as I face this clown Tadashii. If you haven’t notice the Mexican that you have encountered, helping the GWA crew out are standing in line buy tickets for various reasons. But most of these people are buying these tickets to see the guy that represents the cruiserweights as the champion in action. You see I am very familiar with the Mexican public, most because that is where I got my Cruiserweight abilities from. Training with one of their local superstar that made it big and learned so much. But that story will be for another time. This week will be memorizing and you will have a great part in it. You my friend will be counting that 1. . 2 . . 3. as I lay the boots to good old William Hung. Then afterward, in front of the thousands of people in the crowd will witness a bigger battle. You see Golden Boy. Since you have the balls to lay the assault onto me when I was laid out in the center of the ring. Let’s see what kind of balls you possess when we see if you can still kick my ass with me standing head to . . . stomach with me. And like your little sack of shit member Doug Crashin says ‘AND THAT IS A FACT!!’ But since the theme of day is watching the old television, let’s see another promo I cut from back in the day. Kidd presses a button and the TV flip back into the room. After spending a couple of minutes fast forwarding footage, Kidd stops the tape and presses play. On the TV screen is later promo, during the time that Kidd was trying to balance both McW and GWA. This was actually the promo set up for the first time Kidd faced Kaiou in the ring in GWA. It happened right after the tag match that happened between Kidd and Andy Gordon vs Acid and Andrew Bishop. That was when everything became out of wack and basically everyone in the GWA jumped in at the end of the show. Kidd pays close attention to the promo that he did and when it’s over he turns the TV off and motions the camera to his way. The camera moves to where Kidd picture are at on the wall to the right side of Kidd but Kidd snaps the camera crew out of whatever he was thinking. He points the camera back at Kidd as he talks. Kidd: Now don’t start to develop that infamous Kaiou lazy eye. Make sure you know that I’m over here. Well, Tadashii that was so many months ago. But yet you still haven’t change one bit. You still don’t respect Tyrone Kidd. You still possess that damn A.D.D. You still interfere in matches that you have nothing to do with. And you still underestimate me. Kidd shakes his head. Kidd: The question is why? Why do you think you are so much better than me? Why? Is it because you held the Global title for a record low ONE WEEK. It is because you were the first ever US champ and now you are just a bitch ass nobody? Or is it because I stood up to a guy that you still are afraid to go toe to toe to? Because I won a title and are doing big things while you can’t even get a shot at any title? Because I’ve main event twice while you are in the mid card? Or is it because that so called Kaiou Charm is running out? You take a pick little man and let me know. But I do know one thing. This Monday there will be another reason you won’t like or respect me. Because in basic terms . . . I’m JUST BETTER THAN YOU! You tell me to focus on the match ahead of me this week but the real question is “Why should I?” You see win, lose, or draw I still have a miniature punk ahead of me that wants a shot at my Cruiserweight title in the near future. So right now I’m just basically looking at the bigger picture. Then again you can’t see that because u have trouble focusing your eyes when you look at the camera. We all see it. That one pupil in your eye that just does nothing but sway back and forth like a windshield wiper. I mean I know you try to hide it by squinting your eyes but it useless. It just continues to move and to tell you the truth, it’s starting to scare what little fans that you have. Maybe after this match I can find a way to hit you so hard that it will finally stop moving. Maybe a Lights Out will knock it straight. Guess we’ll find out. Kidd gets up temporarily and goes into the kitchen to grab something to drink with all the talking that he has done. After he down a big glass of orange juice, he walks back to the couch and lays back down the same way he was before. Kidd: Ahh. That hits the spot. Well anyway, back to Kaiou. Then you sit there and wonder why I am paying so much attention to Dawg and Gold. Wasting time and space by talking about what you think is going through my mind. *sigh* Again that Kaiou mental problems. You just love to step into business that does not concern you just to be able to say something about it. Just another publicity act, eh? I guess that the cool thing to do now. Basically put, it’s better off if you do not worry about why or what I have business with other people because in the end they won’t save you from your ass kickin this Monday night. Dawg will be watching the match just like everyone else and if the Golden Child knows what is good for him, he’ll just count the pinfall and ring the bell. So when we say that multiple people will come and they will ALL jump The Show, I just laugh at you. Tyrone Kidd has earn respect if I should reiterate. People respect me whether or not they like me. I EARNED IT! Not saying that you didn’t but I have nobody trying to snipe me when I walk around New York City. Hell, even Stan Storm respects me. Strange huh? The same guy you HAVE NOT beat yet, respect the same person that not only beat him but is facing you this week. It should send shivers down you spine thinking about it. Everyone knows that Tyrone Kidd can and will beat you Kaiou in the middle of the ring. That what all the stipulations are for. To try to make it even. In the end, it isn’t even. You could have the whole nation of Japan against me and it wouldn’t be even. You know why? Cause this heart of the city is bigger than any lazy eyed, short stack, cocky ass, yellow streak, little bitches like you. But there is something that does intrigue me. Despite all of the people that you “say that will jump me during the match”, there is one person that might just do that. Yup, your butt buddy . . . I mean good friend Rick. I forgot that you two are friends. Friends that watch each other’s back. Friends that help each other out. Friends that even have dinner at each other houses. I bet that you are the same friends that go everywhere together. Friends that talk on the phone for hours just to entertain each other. Friends that take a shower together and scrub each other’s back. Friends that “help each other out” when the girl start to reject you two. Yeah, those friends. It’s ok. There’s no problems with you two being those kind of friends. There are hundred of other people who are friends like that and it growing to be a regular thing in the American society. Just know that this Monday I won’t be that type of friend. I will the guy on the other side of the ropes, ready to tear a hole into The Storm. The guy that will guarantee to leave Tadashii a bloody mess. The guy that will make an example to the wrestling world that I am the man of the hour. The Franchise. Remember that Kaiou when you get in the ring with me. Come Monday, the Mexican people are going to have a lot of fun watching a bloody match between two guys and the Cruiserweight Champion on top like the champion he is. And that Tadashii is not a threat . . . BUT A PROMISE!! So come Chaos you WILL beware. . . . . . BEWARE OF THE LIGHTS . . . . . . BEWARE OF THE CAMERA. . . . . .AND BEWARE OF THE ACTIONS OF THE SHOW FOOL!!! ::SCENE ENDS::
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