Post by Ravager on Mar 24, 2007 14:30:19 GMT -5
Tuesday, March 20th. Ravager leaves Moose Jaw's Eagle's Hall after the last Tuesday Night Fights. He has his bags, and is on his way to his car. When he hears a voice that stops him in his tracks. A familiar voice, even if we still don't know who it belongs to.
Voice: (off camera) Leaving so soon?
Ravager: What, you think I'm abandoning the fight?
Voice: No. It's smart that you did what you did. All those guys out there have something to prove to you.
Ravager: So why are you here?
Voice: Well, you're about to head into "Sick" Billy's backyard.
Ravager: Yeah, he's mentioned that.
Voice: He's probably going to revisit his past. Memories can stir up old angers. Heighten emotions. Create extra motivation. And it's not like Billy's lacking in motivation already...
Ravager: You don't need to tell me that Kryenik's a tough opponent. I've been in the ring with him. Granted, never with this much at stake.
Voice: Which is why I have to ask: Are you ready to revisit your own pain?
Ravager: I'll do what it takes to win. You know that by now.
Voice: Then you're going to need to take a trip home.
Ravager: Brooklyn?
Voice: Please. That hasn't been home in years, and you know it. I think you know the place I'm talking about. It's just been a while since you've been there...
Cut to today, March 24th, 2007. We are back in Edmonton. The bags are packed. But they are just sitting on the floor of Ravager's apartment. The pictures of possible opponents still cover the walls. We pan over them, and come to "Sick" Billy Kryenik. And the captions:
Beware the home field advantage.
Beware the man who wants your spot.
Beware the man who keeps coming back.
Beware the man with something to prove.
Beware the man trying to overcome his past.
Cut to a familiar rooftop on Whyte Avenue. Ravager hasn't been here in a while. But with the fight he's about to face, he needed to come here...
Back in October I came here to discard some of the pain from my past. One handful of ash at a time. It was cathartic, but in the end, only symbolic. I abandoned the abuse and the pain years before when I left home, never to return. I came here, and set up shop in the NAPW, and set about on a path of destruction. One that got derailed by the betrayals of others. And by my own mistakes. I've learned. I've improved. But I've also lost, and been humiliated. Could the same thing happen again this week? (chuckles) Never say never.
"Sick" Billy Kryenik. Like Rex Caliber, you got your shot by winning The Canada Cup. Like Rex Caliber, your heavily favored to win. Like Rex Caliber, you seem to think that you should be the new face of NAPW. The difference? There's no third man in this match to cost me my title. If you want the NAPW championship, you have to beat me. Something Rex couldn't do. Forget the extenuating circumstances. When it came down to Rex versus Ravager, One on one, my hand got raised. So Billy, do you really think you can take me down all on your own? After going through three other tag teams in defense of your tag team titles? Are you so sure that you'll leave Sole Survivor as a double champion? You went home this week. To revisit the past. To let go of your anger. To move on. To reflect on how you're a better person because of what you went through. And I applaud you. Letting go is never easy. Trust me, I know. But you think that will make the difference in our match? Is your return home enough inspiration to give you that extra advantage? Not a lot is being made of your "Home field advantage". I mean, your first match in your own backyard in how long? That ought to be enough to drive you to the top. I don't know, because I've never had a "home field advantage" to call my own. Sure, I've set up home in Edmonton. But I was born in New York. Left as soon as I could. Never really wrestled there. I've spent the past year on the road wrestling all over the place, in front of people who never met me. Never heard of me. Could care less about me. But I still picked up wins. I still performed at the highest level possible. I still won the fans respect. A home field advantage can only do so much, Billy. But I think you know that. I think you know that it'll take more than nostalgia to inspire you to the top. Now, whether or not you can find that something extra...
Ravager walks to the edge of the roof, and looks out over the Avenue. It's quiet tonight. The Oilers playoff hopes died weeks ago, so there isn't as much a reason to party. But the bustle of people is still strong. The snow is starting to melt away. The weather is getting warmer (for now) and people are looking forward to the summer months.
The people down there. They don't know I'm watching them right now. They don't know the fight I'm about to get into. They don't know how much winning this fight will mean to me. They don't know how satisfying it will be to silence the critics. The skeptics. Those who thought I'd be a one match wonder. And after I beat the highly decorated Lloyd Rees, a victim of an upset. Then after I beat the rising phenom of Simply Beautiful, a stepping stone. For "Sick" Billy Kryenik. The man who has overcome his past. A broken neck. A man who has crawled and scratched his way to the main event. A man who has earned all the respect he gets.
A man who I will feel bad about defeating. And yes Billy, I will defeat you. I will escape the demons of my past. I'll erase the stigma I've had since last year's Sole Survivor. I'll prove myself as a worthy NAPW champion. And I'll do it at your expense. In your own backyard. Despite everything you've fought through, I will end your NAPW title aspirations. On that night at least. It won't be done with ease. It won't be done without a lot of blood, pain, and agony on both our parts. But I will get the job done. And I will move on to take out Casino on April 17th. And then Bruce Richards when he finally cashes in his Battle Bowl ring. Or Krenshov. O'Brien. Sebastien Martyr. Matthew Kurtis. Lloyd Rees. Kyle Roberts, Nightmare, hell, I'll beat up Joey Malone or Wayne Wright or anybody who steps into my ring and challenges for my belt, I will take them down. Because I want to be the best champion possible. I want to make the NAPW title the most important in wrestling. And I will make it important by taking on all comers. But first things first.
I have to take down the DOOMrider. The "Sick" one. I have to do it fast. I have to be convincing. I want to leave no doubts that Ravager is THE NAPW champion. Nothing personal Billy. Just business.
Ravager walks off as we fade to black.
Voice: (off camera) Leaving so soon?
Ravager: What, you think I'm abandoning the fight?
Voice: No. It's smart that you did what you did. All those guys out there have something to prove to you.
Ravager: So why are you here?
Voice: Well, you're about to head into "Sick" Billy's backyard.
Ravager: Yeah, he's mentioned that.
Voice: He's probably going to revisit his past. Memories can stir up old angers. Heighten emotions. Create extra motivation. And it's not like Billy's lacking in motivation already...
Ravager: You don't need to tell me that Kryenik's a tough opponent. I've been in the ring with him. Granted, never with this much at stake.
Voice: Which is why I have to ask: Are you ready to revisit your own pain?
Ravager: I'll do what it takes to win. You know that by now.
Voice: Then you're going to need to take a trip home.
Ravager: Brooklyn?
Voice: Please. That hasn't been home in years, and you know it. I think you know the place I'm talking about. It's just been a while since you've been there...
Cut to today, March 24th, 2007. We are back in Edmonton. The bags are packed. But they are just sitting on the floor of Ravager's apartment. The pictures of possible opponents still cover the walls. We pan over them, and come to "Sick" Billy Kryenik. And the captions:
Beware the home field advantage.
Beware the man who wants your spot.
Beware the man who keeps coming back.
Beware the man with something to prove.
Beware the man trying to overcome his past.
Cut to a familiar rooftop on Whyte Avenue. Ravager hasn't been here in a while. But with the fight he's about to face, he needed to come here...
Back in October I came here to discard some of the pain from my past. One handful of ash at a time. It was cathartic, but in the end, only symbolic. I abandoned the abuse and the pain years before when I left home, never to return. I came here, and set up shop in the NAPW, and set about on a path of destruction. One that got derailed by the betrayals of others. And by my own mistakes. I've learned. I've improved. But I've also lost, and been humiliated. Could the same thing happen again this week? (chuckles) Never say never.
"Sick" Billy Kryenik. Like Rex Caliber, you got your shot by winning The Canada Cup. Like Rex Caliber, your heavily favored to win. Like Rex Caliber, you seem to think that you should be the new face of NAPW. The difference? There's no third man in this match to cost me my title. If you want the NAPW championship, you have to beat me. Something Rex couldn't do. Forget the extenuating circumstances. When it came down to Rex versus Ravager, One on one, my hand got raised. So Billy, do you really think you can take me down all on your own? After going through three other tag teams in defense of your tag team titles? Are you so sure that you'll leave Sole Survivor as a double champion? You went home this week. To revisit the past. To let go of your anger. To move on. To reflect on how you're a better person because of what you went through. And I applaud you. Letting go is never easy. Trust me, I know. But you think that will make the difference in our match? Is your return home enough inspiration to give you that extra advantage? Not a lot is being made of your "Home field advantage". I mean, your first match in your own backyard in how long? That ought to be enough to drive you to the top. I don't know, because I've never had a "home field advantage" to call my own. Sure, I've set up home in Edmonton. But I was born in New York. Left as soon as I could. Never really wrestled there. I've spent the past year on the road wrestling all over the place, in front of people who never met me. Never heard of me. Could care less about me. But I still picked up wins. I still performed at the highest level possible. I still won the fans respect. A home field advantage can only do so much, Billy. But I think you know that. I think you know that it'll take more than nostalgia to inspire you to the top. Now, whether or not you can find that something extra...
Ravager walks to the edge of the roof, and looks out over the Avenue. It's quiet tonight. The Oilers playoff hopes died weeks ago, so there isn't as much a reason to party. But the bustle of people is still strong. The snow is starting to melt away. The weather is getting warmer (for now) and people are looking forward to the summer months.
The people down there. They don't know I'm watching them right now. They don't know the fight I'm about to get into. They don't know how much winning this fight will mean to me. They don't know how satisfying it will be to silence the critics. The skeptics. Those who thought I'd be a one match wonder. And after I beat the highly decorated Lloyd Rees, a victim of an upset. Then after I beat the rising phenom of Simply Beautiful, a stepping stone. For "Sick" Billy Kryenik. The man who has overcome his past. A broken neck. A man who has crawled and scratched his way to the main event. A man who has earned all the respect he gets.
A man who I will feel bad about defeating. And yes Billy, I will defeat you. I will escape the demons of my past. I'll erase the stigma I've had since last year's Sole Survivor. I'll prove myself as a worthy NAPW champion. And I'll do it at your expense. In your own backyard. Despite everything you've fought through, I will end your NAPW title aspirations. On that night at least. It won't be done with ease. It won't be done without a lot of blood, pain, and agony on both our parts. But I will get the job done. And I will move on to take out Casino on April 17th. And then Bruce Richards when he finally cashes in his Battle Bowl ring. Or Krenshov. O'Brien. Sebastien Martyr. Matthew Kurtis. Lloyd Rees. Kyle Roberts, Nightmare, hell, I'll beat up Joey Malone or Wayne Wright or anybody who steps into my ring and challenges for my belt, I will take them down. Because I want to be the best champion possible. I want to make the NAPW title the most important in wrestling. And I will make it important by taking on all comers. But first things first.
I have to take down the DOOMrider. The "Sick" one. I have to do it fast. I have to be convincing. I want to leave no doubts that Ravager is THE NAPW champion. Nothing personal Billy. Just business.
Ravager walks off as we fade to black.