Post by dylanblack on Aug 8, 2023 23:07:29 GMT -6
Chaos is standing outside of a rundown church which was once the home of trainer Bob’s wrestling school, and beside Chaos is a large oil drum in which orange and red flames are coming out of the top of it, as Chaos simply start to put all sort of items in the barrel to be burnt
“They say that a flame is like a having a clean slate, destroying everything that is placed inside of the inviting hungry flames, but there is something that cant be cleaned, something that won't be forgotten”
Chaos puts his hands up to the feel the warmth on his bare hands
“During my time preparing for that Supremacy match against Filth Factory, I realised something, something that I didn’t notice, something that I never gave a thought too, and that was that I’d changed and not for the good”
Chaos looks downcast as he looks at the flames eating at the newspapers in the oil drum
“I don’t know if anyone saw my promos during the Supremacy PPV, but I rewatched it the other day and I said something, well let me play it back to you, for those who missed it the first time”
Chaos turns around and picks up an iPad lying on the ground next to him, and presses on the screen a couple of times
(video plays from a promo for Natural Born Chaos match against the Filth factory)
Chaos takes a deep breath, and shake his head, and holds Phobia hand and turn to walk out and down the church path, as he walks off an empty beer can hit the back of his head, as he turns around, he sees the three lads laughing at him and pointing
Chaos lets go off Phobia’s hand and walk right back up to the lad with the dreadlock and push him down to the ground with a shove, then gets in the faces of the other two
“You got to pick your fights, you want to be associated with a jackass like him go ahead, but one day you are going to mess with the wrong person and that person will mess you guys up”
You see there is a punk like him all over the world, thinking that they are special because they look different or have an attitude or just think they are entitled to think that the world owes them something. If I was a relative of someone’s grave you were disrespected and would have beat the hell out of you
That’s no bullshit, you disrespected the church, its ground, the people who come here and”
chaos turns to face Phobia, who is just standing there with a huge grin on her face
Chaos turns off the iPad and puts it back on the ground, and puts his hand on his stubbly chin and gently rubs it
“You see when I was dealing with those punks, I didn’t realise what I said, you got to pick your fight, great advice that I haven't exactly practised myself, I mean picking a fight with AXW management wasn’t the smartest of career moves”
Chaos seems deep in thought as he pauses and stares into the flames
“Sometimes it best not always to say what you think, probably my comments about Caffrey and the AXW management should have been left unsaid, but as it out there for the world to hear over and over, there isn’t much I can do about that, can I?”
Chaos looks at the camera, then back at the flame then again at the camera
“You know I might be sorry for coming out with the statement that I didn’t, maybe that was unprofessional of me, maybe I just thought…..”
Chaos pauses for a second, seemly trying to find the right words to say
“that I was entitled to think the world owes me something, I thought I was the best around, I proved it in ICW and I thought the same would happen here in AXW, I thought I would rise up the ranking, beat anyone they put in front off me. But in reality that was my fault I didn’t realise that the spark was missing, I was not the same guy I was in ICW”
Chaos grabs a collection of newspapers and throws them into the barrel
“Maybe I took the easy route and blamed everyone, I thought I was being screwed by everyone in AXW, from the refs to the management, to the basically everything thing related to AXW, but I was to blame, probably the hardest thing to do is to look in the mirror at yourself and say….its not them its you at fault….”
Newspaper ash start to fly out of the barrel and into the air
“Sometimes when your head is not in the right state of mind you say things that you really shouldn’t do, like I publicly announced that if I did not win gold in 2019 then I will retire, that means not only do I leave AXW I mean I leave this sport completely as an active wrestler. I could easily take that statement back or just hope some people would forget this new year resolution, but maybe I do need a goal in my life, so I will stand by this resolution.”
Chaos grabs another handful of paper and throws it inside the oil drum
“I need to find that old Chaos from ICW days, I need to find that spark and fire within to compete with the best the AXW has to offer, because at the moment AXW has the worst version of Chaos, I’m a pale imitation of who I was, and that’s got to change”
The trouble it's like finding a needle in a field of haystacks, I got no idea how to find my spark to find the old Chaos, or even if it possible, and that the dilemma, where do I start ..one thing is for sure, the journey is more important than the destination.”
It sounds like I’m in a reflective mood, but that’s what life is about, you make mistake and you better well learn from them otherwise you’re just going to repeat them again, I’m like everyone else out there, I’m made mistake, I’m far from perfect, I’m far from saying that I’m the goat, I’m so far from thinking I’m the best this federation has ever seen.
So as I look at this barrel, it does remind me of my past, and maybe just maybe the answer is in the past, I guess its as good as a place to start
I said this before but life hasn’t been easy for me, but then again you will hear similar stories from other people, I was a teenage runaway, thought life on the street would be safer than fists and belt from my mother’s lovers. She was so out of it whether it was drink or drug or a combination of the two she didn’t care or probably remembered that she had a son. It was a toxic environment for anyone to grow up in, I had to learn to look after myself, learn to get my own food by any means necessary, if it meant stealing food just so I could eat, that’s what I did, not proud of it, but sometimes you have to do something wrong just to survive.
I was a social outcast, I was supposed to be shown the way by my parents, all I was shown by my mom was how to be used and abuse, she was suppose to set the standard of how I should live this life the right way, but I never got taught those lessons. I remember the night that I would try to block out the sound from my mom’s bedroom as she would “entertain”, the noises of sexual activities, the sound of slaps and smacks, the laughing and giggling, the pain and the suffering, the vile language directed at my Mom. This was my upbringing, this was my life, this was the pain that I had to live through
Then came that night that changed my life, the night that when I was in my bedroom trying to drown out the sound of my own mother the best I could, I remember that night the place went silent which was strange, then suddenly my door opened and this balding overweight 40’s something man wearing only a pair of boxers, with a tent pole, he looked at my direction with a collection of £20 notes, instantly I knew the looks he was giving me, it’s the same look those guys give my mom. I was a no-one fuck buddy, I was not going to be used like my mom and certainly wasn’t interested in this guy and want he wanted from me.
Chaos stares into the flames lost in the moment
“I grabbed my small holdall which I usually kept by my bed, I don’t know why but since I knew what game my mom played I was prepared to leave at a moments notice, it was full of clothes, packets of food and money, and I barged past the balding guy without a second hesitation and out of the front door”
“Leaving was the hardest thing I’ve done to that point, to leave my own mother, she wasn’t much, she drank too much, spent money on drugs, screwed way too many guys but at the end of the day she was still my mom, and breaking that bond was beyond hard but when guys were expecting the same service from me that they got from my own mom then that was the moment to leave and try to survive”
“Imagine walking out of your family home, and thinking where the fuck does I go, I had no social network, no real friends, no relatives that I knew, I was fifteen and alone and scared but knew that I had to move forward because what was behind me scared me even more. Walking the streets, as the night starts to dim, and nighttime was about to cover the city in a blanket of darkness, holding my holdall over my shoulder, I knew that I needed to survive the night. I was clueless of education, and being book smart but I had some street smarts, I kept my head down, kept a low profile and slowly walked toward the rough end of the city, but I knew that was a place used by other homeless people.”
Chaos was distracted by Lethe coming out of the church, with a concerned look upon her face, carrying her phone
“ have you seen the AXW website?” ask Lethe with a worried look upon her face
“No, I’ve been distracted by my thoughts of the past” remarks depressed Chaos
“You ok, Chaos?” asks a concerned Lethe
“No, I’m fine, so what this about the AXW website? As Chaos tries to avoid the conversation about himself
“You’ve been booked on the next AXW card” half smiles Lethe
“sounds like there is a but coming” smiles Chaos
“but,” remarks Lethe
“there it is” laughs Chaos
“But you are facing Darlene Price,” remarks Lethe
“Ah I understand now” Chaos pauses for a second
“Look Lethe I know that Price was the one that tried to take you out of wrestling, and probably in some twisted reasoning cause the Phobia problem, however, I’ve been doing a lot of thinking lately “
“And..” as Lethe seems a little impatient
“I can't have you or even Phobia at ringside, I know you have a strong feeling towards Price, but you got to remember that this isn’t Price but Price’s daughter, she is the innocent party, she has done nothing wrong to anyone here” Chaos looks directly at Lethe as he speaks
Lethe takes a deep breath, “I promise I won't be at ringside, but I’m not so sure that Phobia will agree you know how much she hates Price”
“Well that’s the chance I have to take” remarks Chaos
Lethe walks slowly back to the church, and occasionally looks back at Chaos who is still putting more stuff into the oil drum
“Darlene Price, you know you should be pretty pissed off right now, not only didn’t you have a match at open fight night, but you were also left off the Supremacy PPV card. Now you have me…..I mean my record is plain to see, I know in your eyes this is your chance to make a mark in AXW, beat me climb that ladder and make sure no one ever forgets Darlene Price again”
“You see sometimes it just not that simple, sometimes life isn’t all butterflies and roses, sometimes life is shit, and you just got to deal with whatever life throws your way.TO be honest with you Darlene I don’t know what version of Chaos you will face in the ring, heck this could be the best time to face me until I’ve found that spark, I could be easy pickings, but that the problem the word Could.”
Chaos picks up the iPad from the ground and looks directly at the camera
“there is a saying that is so true, and that you can't pick your family, so the sins of your father will not be related to yourself, just like the sins of my mother have nothing to do with me either. But this is supposed to be equal rights to women, but still got to figure out how to fight you without hitting you……I guess I will have to find a way”
“They say that a flame is like a having a clean slate, destroying everything that is placed inside of the inviting hungry flames, but there is something that cant be cleaned, something that won't be forgotten”
Chaos puts his hands up to the feel the warmth on his bare hands
“During my time preparing for that Supremacy match against Filth Factory, I realised something, something that I didn’t notice, something that I never gave a thought too, and that was that I’d changed and not for the good”
Chaos looks downcast as he looks at the flames eating at the newspapers in the oil drum
“I don’t know if anyone saw my promos during the Supremacy PPV, but I rewatched it the other day and I said something, well let me play it back to you, for those who missed it the first time”
Chaos turns around and picks up an iPad lying on the ground next to him, and presses on the screen a couple of times
(video plays from a promo for Natural Born Chaos match against the Filth factory)
Chaos takes a deep breath, and shake his head, and holds Phobia hand and turn to walk out and down the church path, as he walks off an empty beer can hit the back of his head, as he turns around, he sees the three lads laughing at him and pointing
Chaos lets go off Phobia’s hand and walk right back up to the lad with the dreadlock and push him down to the ground with a shove, then gets in the faces of the other two
“You got to pick your fights, you want to be associated with a jackass like him go ahead, but one day you are going to mess with the wrong person and that person will mess you guys up”
You see there is a punk like him all over the world, thinking that they are special because they look different or have an attitude or just think they are entitled to think that the world owes them something. If I was a relative of someone’s grave you were disrespected and would have beat the hell out of you
That’s no bullshit, you disrespected the church, its ground, the people who come here and”
chaos turns to face Phobia, who is just standing there with a huge grin on her face
Chaos turns off the iPad and puts it back on the ground, and puts his hand on his stubbly chin and gently rubs it
“You see when I was dealing with those punks, I didn’t realise what I said, you got to pick your fight, great advice that I haven't exactly practised myself, I mean picking a fight with AXW management wasn’t the smartest of career moves”
Chaos seems deep in thought as he pauses and stares into the flames
“Sometimes it best not always to say what you think, probably my comments about Caffrey and the AXW management should have been left unsaid, but as it out there for the world to hear over and over, there isn’t much I can do about that, can I?”
Chaos looks at the camera, then back at the flame then again at the camera
“You know I might be sorry for coming out with the statement that I didn’t, maybe that was unprofessional of me, maybe I just thought…..”
Chaos pauses for a second, seemly trying to find the right words to say
“that I was entitled to think the world owes me something, I thought I was the best around, I proved it in ICW and I thought the same would happen here in AXW, I thought I would rise up the ranking, beat anyone they put in front off me. But in reality that was my fault I didn’t realise that the spark was missing, I was not the same guy I was in ICW”
Chaos grabs a collection of newspapers and throws them into the barrel
“Maybe I took the easy route and blamed everyone, I thought I was being screwed by everyone in AXW, from the refs to the management, to the basically everything thing related to AXW, but I was to blame, probably the hardest thing to do is to look in the mirror at yourself and say….its not them its you at fault….”
Newspaper ash start to fly out of the barrel and into the air
“Sometimes when your head is not in the right state of mind you say things that you really shouldn’t do, like I publicly announced that if I did not win gold in 2019 then I will retire, that means not only do I leave AXW I mean I leave this sport completely as an active wrestler. I could easily take that statement back or just hope some people would forget this new year resolution, but maybe I do need a goal in my life, so I will stand by this resolution.”
Chaos grabs another handful of paper and throws it inside the oil drum
“I need to find that old Chaos from ICW days, I need to find that spark and fire within to compete with the best the AXW has to offer, because at the moment AXW has the worst version of Chaos, I’m a pale imitation of who I was, and that’s got to change”
The trouble it's like finding a needle in a field of haystacks, I got no idea how to find my spark to find the old Chaos, or even if it possible, and that the dilemma, where do I start ..one thing is for sure, the journey is more important than the destination.”
It sounds like I’m in a reflective mood, but that’s what life is about, you make mistake and you better well learn from them otherwise you’re just going to repeat them again, I’m like everyone else out there, I’m made mistake, I’m far from perfect, I’m far from saying that I’m the goat, I’m so far from thinking I’m the best this federation has ever seen.
So as I look at this barrel, it does remind me of my past, and maybe just maybe the answer is in the past, I guess its as good as a place to start
I said this before but life hasn’t been easy for me, but then again you will hear similar stories from other people, I was a teenage runaway, thought life on the street would be safer than fists and belt from my mother’s lovers. She was so out of it whether it was drink or drug or a combination of the two she didn’t care or probably remembered that she had a son. It was a toxic environment for anyone to grow up in, I had to learn to look after myself, learn to get my own food by any means necessary, if it meant stealing food just so I could eat, that’s what I did, not proud of it, but sometimes you have to do something wrong just to survive.
I was a social outcast, I was supposed to be shown the way by my parents, all I was shown by my mom was how to be used and abuse, she was suppose to set the standard of how I should live this life the right way, but I never got taught those lessons. I remember the night that I would try to block out the sound from my mom’s bedroom as she would “entertain”, the noises of sexual activities, the sound of slaps and smacks, the laughing and giggling, the pain and the suffering, the vile language directed at my Mom. This was my upbringing, this was my life, this was the pain that I had to live through
Then came that night that changed my life, the night that when I was in my bedroom trying to drown out the sound of my own mother the best I could, I remember that night the place went silent which was strange, then suddenly my door opened and this balding overweight 40’s something man wearing only a pair of boxers, with a tent pole, he looked at my direction with a collection of £20 notes, instantly I knew the looks he was giving me, it’s the same look those guys give my mom. I was a no-one fuck buddy, I was not going to be used like my mom and certainly wasn’t interested in this guy and want he wanted from me.
Chaos stares into the flames lost in the moment
“I grabbed my small holdall which I usually kept by my bed, I don’t know why but since I knew what game my mom played I was prepared to leave at a moments notice, it was full of clothes, packets of food and money, and I barged past the balding guy without a second hesitation and out of the front door”
“Leaving was the hardest thing I’ve done to that point, to leave my own mother, she wasn’t much, she drank too much, spent money on drugs, screwed way too many guys but at the end of the day she was still my mom, and breaking that bond was beyond hard but when guys were expecting the same service from me that they got from my own mom then that was the moment to leave and try to survive”
“Imagine walking out of your family home, and thinking where the fuck does I go, I had no social network, no real friends, no relatives that I knew, I was fifteen and alone and scared but knew that I had to move forward because what was behind me scared me even more. Walking the streets, as the night starts to dim, and nighttime was about to cover the city in a blanket of darkness, holding my holdall over my shoulder, I knew that I needed to survive the night. I was clueless of education, and being book smart but I had some street smarts, I kept my head down, kept a low profile and slowly walked toward the rough end of the city, but I knew that was a place used by other homeless people.”
Chaos was distracted by Lethe coming out of the church, with a concerned look upon her face, carrying her phone
“ have you seen the AXW website?” ask Lethe with a worried look upon her face
“No, I’ve been distracted by my thoughts of the past” remarks depressed Chaos
“You ok, Chaos?” asks a concerned Lethe
“No, I’m fine, so what this about the AXW website? As Chaos tries to avoid the conversation about himself
“You’ve been booked on the next AXW card” half smiles Lethe
“sounds like there is a but coming” smiles Chaos
“but,” remarks Lethe
“there it is” laughs Chaos
“But you are facing Darlene Price,” remarks Lethe
“Ah I understand now” Chaos pauses for a second
“Look Lethe I know that Price was the one that tried to take you out of wrestling, and probably in some twisted reasoning cause the Phobia problem, however, I’ve been doing a lot of thinking lately “
“And..” as Lethe seems a little impatient
“I can't have you or even Phobia at ringside, I know you have a strong feeling towards Price, but you got to remember that this isn’t Price but Price’s daughter, she is the innocent party, she has done nothing wrong to anyone here” Chaos looks directly at Lethe as he speaks
Lethe takes a deep breath, “I promise I won't be at ringside, but I’m not so sure that Phobia will agree you know how much she hates Price”
“Well that’s the chance I have to take” remarks Chaos
Lethe walks slowly back to the church, and occasionally looks back at Chaos who is still putting more stuff into the oil drum
“Darlene Price, you know you should be pretty pissed off right now, not only didn’t you have a match at open fight night, but you were also left off the Supremacy PPV card. Now you have me…..I mean my record is plain to see, I know in your eyes this is your chance to make a mark in AXW, beat me climb that ladder and make sure no one ever forgets Darlene Price again”
“You see sometimes it just not that simple, sometimes life isn’t all butterflies and roses, sometimes life is shit, and you just got to deal with whatever life throws your way.TO be honest with you Darlene I don’t know what version of Chaos you will face in the ring, heck this could be the best time to face me until I’ve found that spark, I could be easy pickings, but that the problem the word Could.”
Chaos picks up the iPad from the ground and looks directly at the camera
“there is a saying that is so true, and that you can't pick your family, so the sins of your father will not be related to yourself, just like the sins of my mother have nothing to do with me either. But this is supposed to be equal rights to women, but still got to figure out how to fight you without hitting you……I guess I will have to find a way”