Same
Opponent, Same Outcome
Ace’s Locker Room
– XWF Arena
2.04pm Sunday 31st August
James
Breeze sat on the comfortable black leather couch. The room was cool with the
air conditioning and the television gave out a certain amount of sound. The
sound echoed round the room as James Breeze and Adam ‘Ace’ Miller relaxed
in front of a huge television monitor. A moment or so after the show they were
watching finished, there was a knock on the door. Before Ace could answer Leon
Holmes gracefully walked into the room, the way he was walking portraying
himself as the emperor of the world. Breeze’s face was obviously
disapproving. Trailing along behind Holmes with stacks of paper and other bits
was a young blonde woman.
Leon
Holmes: My
new personal assistant everyone, do you like her?
Holmes
took off both his leather gloves and put them on the pile already in the young
ladies arms. Her face look strained from the weight.
Holmes:
Take them back to my office Joanne
Woman:
Umm, sir my name is Leanne
Holmes:
Whatever Joanne, just hurry up
The
woman stood there awkwardly
Holmes:
Snap, Snap
Holmes
clicked his fingers in the most insulting way imaginable sending
the young woman scurrying to his office with her arms full
Breeze’s
face was obviously portraying huge annoyance and contempt for Leon Holmes,
Leon Holmes quickly picked up on this
Leon
Holmes: Hello Mr. Breeze, another win eh?
Breeze
nodded
Leon
Holmes:
Lucky BDX interfered before Devastator wiped you out
Breeze:
Whatever
Leon
Holmes grinned before sitting down in a chair, Breeze glanced at him
Breeze:
So… Holmes, what’s it like to be only second in charge, I mean you have a
bit of power but you’ll never be at the top
Holmes’
face flinched with irritation from this but quickly regained his composure
through years of pressure where the quicker you could keep your cool in
situation the further it took you. Holmes had to be good, after all he was at
the top. Through Holmes’ speed James Breeze was faster and saw the momentary
flicker of annoyance. Breeze sat down looking at Holmes’ with a wide grin
Holmes:
So… Breeze, what’s it like to be a lower carder?
Breeze
was about to respond but Ace cut in
Ace:
So… Holmes, what is it?
Holmes:
I would tell you now but I don’t want to spread around my plans while lower
carders are listening
Breeze:
You’re t…
Holmes
cut him off
Holmes:
So who’s your next opponent, Mr Breeze?
Breeze:
Agent Aaron Smith
Holmes
in mock:
Ooooh! Wow, isn’t he such a hard opponent?
Breeze
was again about to respond
Holmes:
I can just see it, outlined on a poster. World Heavyweight Title Match: James
‘The White Penguin’ Breeze V Aaron Smith
Ace
stifled a laugh, try though he might he couldn’t help himself, Holmes joined
in
Breeze
ignored Holmes’ taunts, Holmes not long after left the room, as he passed
Breeze, James stuck out his left foot and clipped the ankle of Holmes. Holmes
looked to be falling flat on his face when he caught onto a table and swung
into the door. His glasses smashed into the door sending Breeze rolling around
in laughter. Holmes took then off and through them in the bin. Glaring at
Breeze all the while. Breeze continued to laugh ignoring his glare sending
Holmes out the door muttering…
Ace
turned to Breeze
Ace:
Why are you two going at each other’s throats?
Breeze:
No reason
Ace:
There must be a reason
Breeze:
Alright, there is a reason, but I am not going to tell you it
Ace:
Why?
Breeze:
Because it’s not important
Ace
looked a bit taken back: Okay, well anyway so you got a triple threat
Breeze:
Yep, same old losers, it’s terribly depressing having to fight Aaron Smith,
he’s such a loser. He really is a loser, I don’t know anyone who is more
disillusioned than him. It’s like he doesn’t actually know his pathetic. I
pity the poor little bastard. He reminds me of Spike Dudley, or have I told
you that?
Ace:
Yeah, you’ve said it before
Breeze:
I thought I did, it’s really funny though, watching him trying to wrestler.
I mean I didn’t seriously expect to pin him with a headbutt. I was trying to
stop myself from laughing when I got the 3. Talk about pathetic, Hawk should
send him to the RW where he would be better suited, he’s not good enough to
be here. Plus, he actually believes that me and BDX care about him, he is mad.
And to call yourself fearless when your such a poor wrestler is a clear sign
of insanity. I am going to do my best to break his neck tonight. I am going to
enjoy wringing his little neck and watching him scream for pain, god I hate
him
Ace
laughed: I noticed
Breeze:
So, your match will be hilarious to watch, I hate Devastator as much as the
next guy
Ace
laughed even harder: We intend to make him pay, we have something up ours
sleeves for him
Breeze:
Oh? What might that be?
Ace:
I can’t possible say
Breeze:
Just tell me
Ace:
No
Breeze:
That’s really annoying
Ace:
I should know, you just did it to me
Breeze
grunted as Ace was telling the straight truth
Breeze:
Okay, well anyway I have to talk with 187
Ace:
About what?
Breeze:
Nothing that involves you
Ace:
It better not be another ambush on poor Zero
Breeze:
‘Better’?
Ace:
Yeah
Breeze:
Look Ace, don’t get involved in things that don’t involve you
Ace:
Look, I’m not going to let someone continue to get their ass jumped by 2
people, when there is only one of them
Breeze:
Since when have you become the guardian of Zero?
Ace:
I’m a moral person
Breeze:
It’s none of your damn business, so stay the hell out of it!
Ace:
It’s my business if I make it mine
Breeze:
Whatever okay, even if this visit to 187 is about Zero then it’s nothing to
do with you okay?
Ace:
Whatever
Breeze:
I swear to the high heavens Ace, don’t interfere with me and 187, I know
we’re friend and that but no-one is going to stop what we need to do, and by
that I mean no-one
Ace
ignored him
Corridor
B11 – XWF Arena
2.24pm Sunday 31st August
Breeze
walked out of the room shutting the door behind him. The young woman from
before came running back down the hall, she almost tripped over, she was
carrying a stack of papers. Leanne the secretary was actually a nice looking
woman under glasses and with paper not covering her face. Breeze stopped her,
it wasn’t her face that interested him rather the bundle she was carrying
Breeze
feigned a shocked expression
Breeze:
There you are Leanne, I’ve been looking everywhere for you
Leanne:
Oh?
Breeze:
Yes, Leon just phoned me on my cell phone, he told me to intercept you and to
take those papers off of you, they’re important are they not?
Leanne:
Yes, very
Breeze:
I know, hand them over. I have been given strict orders to intercept them off
of you
Leanne
awkwardly handed them over no questions asked
Leanne:
Are you sure he said to take them off me?
Breeze
nodded: Positive
Leanne
hesitated
Leanne:
Okay
Breeze:
Take the day off
Leanne:
What?
Breeze:
Take the day off
Leanne:
Why?
Breeze:
Because I am sure Leon Holmes wouldn’t mind
Leanne:
No, its alright’ he’d fire me
Breeze:
Listen, Leon Holmes told me you’re only going to get in his way. He really
doesn’t care about it, actually if you were to show some intuition and go
home he would I think actually be pleased
Leanne:
You think
Breeze:
Oh, yeah definitely, go on, go home. Leon Holmes will be glad
This
in fact was not the case but you’ll find that out later on. Leanne hurried
off home leaving Breeze with a number of important documents at his disposal.
He walked towards the locker room of 187 and threw the documents into the bin
quite near it. He then entered 187’s dressing room, which wasn’t locked
He
returned from there not long after with a wicked grin on his face. He walked
through the corridors whistling a tune when Leon Holmes came up to him, his
face raging
Corridor
C2 – XWF Arena
2.57pm Sunday 31st August
Leon
Holmes: What
have you done with my documents?
Breeze:
Whatever do you mean?
Leon
Holmes: The pile
of paper you took from my secretary Leanne
Breeze:
Oh that paper, I threw it in the bin
Holmes’
face looked outraged: You did what?
Breeze:
I t h r e w
Breeze
started to explain slowly
Leon
Holmes: I
know what you said
Breeze:
Why did you ask then?
Leon
Holmes regained his composure
Leon
Holmes:
I’ve fired Leanne by the way
Breeze:
What!?
Leon
Holmes: Thanks
to you she won’t have the money to feed her children
Leon
Holmes walked off grinning to himself
Breeze
started to walk away when Holmes said something else
Leon
Holmes: Oh
Breeze
Breeze:
Yes?
Leon
Holmes:
Watch your back on Tuesday Night Terror
Breeze
laughed at Holmes
Breeze
walked away slightly concerned about the threat, only an idiot would not take
Leon Holmes seriously. Speaking of idiots got Breeze thinking of Aaron Smith
and now was about time for his interview
Interview
Room 1 – XWF Arena
3.02pm Sunday 31st August
Breeze
continued to walk through the XWF corridors until he got to the interview room
where Amanda Hands and the cameraman Dave sat awaiting wrestlers’ and
working on computers and phoning people and all other sorts of jobs they
needed to do. They were pleased to see Breeze and straight away they started
the interview after only brief seconds of setting up the necessary equipment,
which was almost ready from the start
Amanda:
Hello James Breeze
Breeze:
Hi
Amanda:
This Tuesday will see you in your third match in XWF, will it indeed be your
third victory?
Breeze:
I would like to think so, I have not passed so far in wrestling that a jobber
can pick up a victory over me or indeed come close
Amanda:
Is there any heat between you and Leon Holmes, your former boss, you were
never exactly friends, why is it now you two seem to going at each others’
throats?
Breeze:
Who told you
that?
Amanda:
Someone mentioned it
Breeze:
Who?
Amanda:
It doesn’t matter, so why is it you two are not even civilized any more to
one another?
Breeze:
It is not important
Amanda:
Okay, moving onto Aaron Smith, this man has vowed revenge against you and says
he doesn’t know what you’re up against, he has some sort of surprised
waiting for you, he also seems to think you’re statements are amusing
Breeze:
I know, he must be insane, that’s always a sign of insanity. I really
can’t stand the fellow. Revenge? By picking up an easy and fair win, I think
not my little agent smith. The fact is I beat you without breaking a sweat
then and I will on TNT. You don’t seem to understand that myself and BDX do
not care about you. You may be plotting your pathetic little schemes of how to
beat me and BDX but you will not get revenge on either one of us. You will
instead get an ass whooping. As for any surprise he may have planned I am sure
it will just be a new bike but this time bright pink. You see Aaron Smith you
really are nothing to me. I’m embarrassed to even feud with you. But I will
do it, it won’t drag on. I am just going to destroy you and prove the
difference between me a good wrestler and you a witless worm and a poor excuse
for anything more than an amateur wrestler. You need to find some medical help
for your condition because insanity is not a good thing and I shall not take
pity on you just because you are mentally unstable I will finish you Agent
Smith and this TNT the white tiger will pounce you will lose yet again, it
will be game over and you will Aaron Smith, you will insane or not surely Feel
My Hate!
Amanda:
Thank you
The
camera stopped playing and Breeze made his departure from the interview room.
He drove home in his Ferrari 360 Modena. That night he worked out but it was
in the mind as much as the body, he thought about Aaron Smith. How anybody
could be that stupid. How this TNT he would destroy the weasel who had shot
his mouth of many a time. This man was a man that intensely irritated the
White Tiger and he was going to get what he deserved whatever the cost.
Although whatever the cost may be Breeze was sure it wasn’t all that much,
he laughed inwardly at that. Time was ticking, and as it always did it would
pass and leave Breeze against Smith, what a horrible feeling for Aaron Smith
it must have been but not for Breeze, on the contrary in fact
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