Peel Back the Curtain (RP #1 for Aurora and Damon)
Jul 8, 2016 21:00:24 GMT -5
KEG and Taryn | Re 〰 Branded like this
Post by Ashleigh Grimes on Jul 8, 2016 21:00:24 GMT -5
July 2, 2016
Las Vegas, Nevada
Thomas and Mack Center
Moments after City of Sin goes dark
from the perspective of Gavin Grimes
**OFF CAMERA**
I make my way backstage, leaving Ashleigh by herself in the middle of the ring after I defeated Dirk Bentley; just like I told everyone I would. But once again she’s decided to steal the spotlight from me. Once again she’s decided to hijack MY moment. I scoff as I begin pacing with the NGW Unified Heavyweight Championship clutched in my hand. Devlin Scott is watching me from a distance. This is what he wanted. Piece of shit that he is, but rather than approach me he sends an underling to do his bidding.
Employee: Um… excuse me Mr. Grimes? Are you all right, sir?
I roll my eyes. Do I fucking look hurt?! Physically at least…
Gavin: Of course I’m all right, you idiot. Now get me a vehicle or call me an Uber or something! I just need to get the fuck out of here!
He looks taken aback by my outburst but fuck him.
Employee: Bu-but Mr. Grimes, you need to address the media before you leave.
I scoff as I start towards my locker room. Address the media, why? So they can ask me a million questions about Ash while ignoring my accomplishments? I’ll pass.
Gavin: Fuck the media! If a car isn’t waiting for me in five minutes, I’ll make sure you never work in this industry again.
Arriving at my locker room, I knock the door open before placing the NGW Unified Championship and my street clothes inside my gym bag. I don’t bother changing as I sling the bag over my shoulder and walk out the door. The quicker I get out of here the better. If Ash thinks I’m going home with her after that crap she just pulled, then she’s an idiot. Hell, she’s an idiot anyway. I can’t believe her right now. Making my way to the parking lot I find the employee standing next to a car.
Employee: Your Uber, Mr. Grimes.
I give him a quick nod, it’s not his fault my wife’s a bitch, and I get into the Uber which smells like cheap cologne and liquor.
Driver: Where to champ?
I sit there in silence. I have no idea where I want to go; I hadn’t thought it through. I just know that I don’t want to go home, not now at least.
Driver: Sir?
Without even thinking I just blurt out the first place that comes to mind.
Gavin: Mount Charleston.
Mount Charleston? Why the fuck would I want to go there? Am I a glutton for punishment? That’s where I officially proposed to Ashleigh, seeing as how my first proposal wasn’t all that official due to it being in a hospital room and me having a concussion. After about thirty minutes of visualizing all the ways I’d LOVE to ring Ash’s neck we arrive at Mount Charleston. I pay the driver and offer up a curt, “Smell you later.” It’s a classic line that he doesn’t seem to appreciate but given the stench inside his car it seemed appropriate, but oh well. Making my way around the beautiful landscape I reach the area where I proposed. I can’t help but think about how things were different then. No matter what anyone said, we promised that we would never wrestle each other or let this business get in the way of our relationship. But now? Now it seems the game has changed and the ball is in her court. She called me out in front of the entire world. There’s no going back.
July 2, 2016
Las Vegas, Nevada
Thomas and Mack Center
Moments after City of Sin goes dark
from the perspective of Ashleigh Grimes
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I shoulder through the curtain and into the backstage area with a lump rising in my throat. My eyes scan back and forth, hoping to find Gavin waiting on the other side, I’d even take a pissed off, fuming Gavin but no such luck, instead I’m talking to myself.
Ashleigh: No… no… no! That wasn’t supposed to happen! You idiot!! What’s wrong with you?!
Standing in the gorilla position is a smiling Devlin Scott waiting to greet me with open arms. He places a hand on each of my shoulders but it’s not him I’m looking for. I need to find Gavin.
Devlin: There you are! Look at you!! I can’t believe you did it… and without even consulting me first. Don’t worry I’m not mad, I’m thrilled!
He places an arm around my shoulder as we start down the hallway. He details his grand vision for Grimes v. Grimes but to me it’s nothing more than background noise.
Devlin: I’m thinking we’ll do it at Victory and Honor. We’ll promote it to the hilt to insure we get the most buys possible. I mean you two already started promoting, that exchange in the ring was fire.
I duck out from under his arm, my voice quivering.
Ashleigh: It wasn’t supposed to go down like that. We agreed to face each other but I insisted it be non-title. I talked him into it, told him it was the only way I’d do it.
Devlin chuckles, his smile growing.
Devlin: No wonder he was so upset, it made for great television though. Once again you prove to be a master manipulator and ratings gold. Besides, facing you non-title would’ve made him seem like he was scared.
I clench my fists, the anxiety inside me growing with each second.
Ashleigh: I didn’t manipulate anything, I fucked up. He called for the mic and I saw him staring up at that flaming feather logo and I knew he was about to challenge them. I could feel it. Next thing I know I have the mic in my hand and the word vomit just starts flowing.
He sighs while messing my hair, like I’m a goddamn child.
Devlin: He’ll get over it, but you? You’re a superstar. I can’t wait for September.
His brow furrows.
Devlin: Think you two can wait until September? I have a place you can stay if necessary; because I’m pretty sure that little episode of in-ring Tourette’s is going to land you on the couch.
I leer up at him because now he’s pissing me off.
Ashleigh: In my mind; I just punched you in the throat and kneed you in the nuts.
Devlin clears his throat and adjusts his tie, message received.
Devlin: Good to know.
We arrive outside the locker room I’m sharing with Gavin and I can barely catch my breath while glancing back at Devlin.
Ashleigh: Wish me luck.
Devlin: Just don’t get physical unless it’s on camera.
Is he for real?! I roll my eyes while pushing through the door.
Ashleigh: You in the business of pedaling smut now?
As the door closes behind me I can barely make out his voice shouting after me.
Devlin: What? No! You know what I mean!
I close my eyes for a moment, hoping against hope that this is all just a bad dream. I open them to emptiness and absolutely no evidence that Gavin plans on returning. His bag is gone and none of his gear has been left behind. With a frown I exhale and lean against the door, knowing this won’t be an easy one to fix.
Ashleigh: Fuck me.
July 3, 2016 - 1:00 AM
Mount Charleston, Nevada
from the perspective of Gavin Grimes
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I unzip my gym bag, pull out the NGW Unified Heavyweight Championship and stare down at it. I won this thing a few days before I proposed to her in this very spot. I can remember the look on her face when I asked her to be my wife. I can remember the rush of emotion she had when she threw her arms around me, almost knocking me over, and most of all I can remember those tears of joy as she said, ‘yes’. This championship didn’t get in the way back then, but it’s in the way now. I had something special planned but she can forget it. Pulling out my phone, I tweet about the surprise honeymoon we were supposed to go on while celebrating our victories.
@gavingrimez: @ AshleighJericho You can't take back what's been said especially when you mean it. I guess that honeymoon I was planning is off too?
@ AshleighJericho: @gavingrimez Are you serious?! What honeymoon?! All I did was make it a title match. You knew we were facing each other.
@gavingrimez: @ AshleighJericho The match was supposed to be about us. Now you've made it about you, just like you always do.
@gavingrimez: @ AshleighJericho Oh and don't worry about the honeymoon, I cancelled the tickets.
Rolling my eyes, I put the phone away. I didn’t cancel the tickets but it’s not like we’re going to be going after what she did to us. She stole MY moment, again… or what should have been OUR moment. We should’ve been celebrating together but here I am at one in the morning, standing alone where I proposed to the supposed love of my life.
July 3, 2016
Las Vegas, Nevada
Gramercy Apartments - 1:00 AM
from the perspective of Ashleigh Grimes
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Ashleigh: Are you kidding me?!
I’m pacing the living room of our Las Vegas condo, tears rolling down my cheeks as I read tweet after fucking tweet about how Gavin just canceled honeymoon plans I never even knew existed.
Ashleigh: Just come the fuck home already!!
The rage is real. I squeeze my phone, tempted to throw it against the wall but I relent and send him a DM instead. It’s quick and to the point.
@ AshleighJericho: Please don't cancel our honeymoon plans.
And when did you make honeymoon plans?!
This stupid match isn't important, our marriage is!
His response? Well let’s just say it’s Gabbin-esque.
@gavingrimez: Isn't this what you wanted? You can't take it back now, not after everything you said. All I was doing in my promo was trying to stand out, trying to defend myself as the top guy in NGW. It wasn't meant as a slight towards you and I feel like YOU would've done the same fucking thing if you were in my shoes. You say this match isn't as important as our marriage? Well it didn't seem that way earlier when you embarrassed me in front of thousands of people. Remember how you could've beaten me today as easily as you beat Kenzie? Nice touch. How can I even enjoy a honeymoon right now after all of this? I feel sick to my fucking stomach.
And now I feel sick to my stomach. My head hangs as I let the phone fall by my waist, choking back another wave of anxiety as I try to figure a way out of this mess I’ve created.
@ AshleighJericho: I was still angry from last night. You said it yourself, I've accomplished nothing and I’m going nowhere. So I jumped the gun when I thought you were going to challenge A.O.D. I deserve the shot but it's not more important than us. Nothing’s more important than us. I love you. I'm sorry. I want to make things better.
I need to make things better. C’mon Gavin, let me make things better.
@gavingrimez: I didn't sign up for this. I don't want this. Just leave me alone for now. I don't want to talk here. I'll be home soon.
Leave me alone? Definitely not the response I was hoping for. My shoulders sag as I drop onto the couch, left to think about how I would’ve done things differently if given the chance. That’s the thing about life though, just like I told Shelley, there are no second takes.
July 3, 2016 - 1:15 AM
Mount Charleston, Nevada
from the perspective of Gavin Grimes
**OFF CAMERA**
Now she’s DMing me about coming home and not cancelling our honeymoon. In my frustration I tell her to leave me alone and that I’ll be home soon. Then I shove my phone back into my pocket. Fuck her, she can wait. I throw the NGW Unified Championship down as I keep my eyes towards the sky, picturing the kite that said, ‘Ash, will you marry me?’ on it. Those were simpler days. Those are the days I wish I could go back to. As mad as I am, I need to get back to Ash and figure this out. Pulling out my phone I thumb through my favorites and hit send...
Gavin: Hey Soph, I’m kind of stranded in Mount Charleston, think you can pick me up?
Soph picks me up and an hour later I’m drawing a deep breath outside the door of the condo I share with Ash. The knob feels heavy in my hand but I find the strength to turn it. Shutting the door behind me, I drop my bag to the floor and just stand there, unsure of what comes next.
Ash rushes at me and throws her arms around my neck, her entire body weight falling into me, which I somehow manage to hold despite feeling weak in the knees.
Ashleigh: l'm sorry. I’m so sorry!!
She's practically crying. Before I know it my arms are wrapped around her, squeezing her in tight and I know she can feel my heart racing. I’m a wreck right now, there’s no use in hiding it. I feel her breath dancing just beyond my ear as she leans up and whispers…
Ashleigh: l'm sorry. I didn’t mean to upstage you or upset you. I can change the match. We can go back to what we agreed on. I don't want to lose our honeymoon. I don't want to lose you.
My hand travels down to her hand and I interlock my fingers with hers. She’s saying all the right things but right now I just can’t process any of it.
Gavin: Can we just go lie down? I... I just want to forget about all of this and hold you.
July 3, 2016 – 3:00 AM
Las Vegas, Nevada
Poolside, Gramercy Apartments
**ON CAMERA**
The full moon reflects off the water of an otherwise vacant pool; vacant if not for the presence of Ashleigh Grimes, sitting along the pool’s edge, dressed in a pair of cutoffs and one of Gavin’s button down shirts as her toes trace circles along the water’s surface. Her head is down, her eyes staring at the moon’s reflection as she speaks.
Ashleigh: Let’s lie down he said. Let’s forget about all this and hold each other. A lovely sentiment but one that won’t quiet the voices in my head.
She chuckles.
Ashleigh: Don’t worry they’re not Corey Bull type voices. Lord knows one bumbling schizophrenic is more than NGW can handle.
She pushes her hair from her face, holding it back with one hand as her dark eyes focus on the camera.
Ashleigh: We’ve all heard them at one point or another; the voices of self-doubt, telling us we fucked up, telling us we’re not good enough. I’m sure there are meds that will silence them, but why censor the voices when they speak the truth? So instead of sharing a bed with my husband, I’m out here talking to you Aurora and you Damon. I’m sure to some this seems like a fate worse than death; Gavin and I being forced to focus on quality opponents in the wake of a massive fuck up I have no idea how to undo. But for me, it’s just what the doctor ordered. Devlin Scott booked this match in hopes of highlighting the fracture between Gavin and myself, to further the Grimes versus Grimes storyline. Only the opposite is going to happen. By placing a common goal before us he’s given us something to work towards. I may have opened a gaping wound in our relationship but Aurora and Damon are about to help close that wound and for that I thank them. Much like they’ll thank us for providing them with actual competition as opposed to the dog and pony show they’ve grown used to. No worries you two, the pleasure is all ours.
She leans back, resting her weight on her hands while her feet continue to splash in the water.
Ashleigh: That must’ve been one hell of a meeting of the Angelz of Destruction board of directors; Corey Bull standing before you in his Sunday best outlining his plan for dominance. I’ll bet he promised he’d beat Bentley and then Gavin before serving as your figure head, the natural spot for the NGW Unified Champion. I’m sure he told Gray Malone that the Five Lakes Division would fall at his feet. Surely that Hall of Fame resume would all but guarantee his dominance. That left Aurora Knight and Damon Graves. Bull sold you two a bill of goods. He spun a tale of a tag team division stacked to the gills with talent. Why the lie? Because your fearless leader couldn’t gain any traction in that pathetic division and placed the blame squarely on Bentley, only now it seems that Bull was the weak link all along. From the moment A.O.D. was formed it was Dirk’s stock that rose to the point where he was considered a legitimate contender while Corey, and the rest of the Angelz by extension, fell from grace.
Ash shrugs.
Ashleigh: In my experience when a group that’s hell bent on changing the fabric of a company shows up with its membership already in place there’s a very specific reason behind it. That reason? Because as individuals none of them possess the ability to stand out or rise above. Their voices are soft, their talent vanilla; therefore they band together and scream all at once in hopes that their message will be heard. Problem is their words get muddled and it’s hard to discern who’s making the most noise. Is it you, Aurora? Are you good enough to rise above the noise and distinguish yourself? Or maybe it’s Damon? Regardless of who it is; why bury yourselves beneath so many layers? An opponentless tag team wrapped up in a pointless stable. Are you even committed to the A.O.D. cause or do you not see Gray and Corey floundering about like idiots? Your stable is in shambles and all either of you care to do is hold your belts up high and say, “look what we did.” But what did you do and who did you beat? A solo Avery Miles who wrestled his six hundredth match in a week? A bunch of no name teams cobbled together who collectively couldn’t give a shit less about teaming together, let alone holding the titles?
Ash breaks into mock applause.
Ashleigh: That’s some pretty stiff competition right there, and by stiff I mean purely in the rigor mortis sense. I’m pretty sure every team you’ve defeated is either no longer with NGW, has checked themselves into a retirement home or currently attends AA meetings. So you’ll have to excuse me if I chuckle at the fact that you two are now calling yourselves the power couple. It’s almost adorable. Perhaps Gavin and I should riff on your name. Instead of the Angelz of Destruction will be the Grimes of Destruction, or G.O.D. Seems fitting given our position in the NGW hierarchy, besides everyone knows angels bow down before God.
She snorts.
Ashleigh: You really have to love the Angelz’ commitment to their cutesy nicknames though. It’s like they’re auditioning for some poorly dubbed Japanese children’s show where the four Angelz band together to form a giant robot known as the MegaDumbAzz. Note the use of the letter Z, cuz the Angelz are cool like dat, and were evidently founded during the 90’s hip hop movement or by some leet speak member of the Geek Squad.
Ash cops a rapper pose, arms crossed with a mean mug scowl.
Ashleigh: Strange that the Angel of Rebellion would be down with such conformity, huh Aurora? Isn’t the whole idea behind rebellion to go against the social trends that dominate society? To strike out on your own? To dare to be different?! But you’re not. You’re in lock step with the other retards of your group, towing the party line and marching into oblivion. The Angel of Rebellion should be the one to step outside the mold. She should be the child in the crowd pointing at Corey Bull while screaming that the Emperor isn’t wearing any clothes. Makes me think that name is nothing but a meaningless title, just like the strap you wear around your waist. You can call yourself rebellious and you can call yourself a champion but in the eyes of those who matter, neither of those are true, so you my dear are guilty of being poser of the first degree on two counts.
She wags two fingers in the air before continuing.
Ashleigh: We can’t forget about the Angel of Chaos… or can we? For someone who should thrive on pandemonium and disorder I can’t say you’ve done much of anything at all. When you think about it what have you and the other Angelz done to make an impact? Put a couple of flaming feathers up on a screen? Attacked Dirk and Gavin during the, “go home” show before the the Pay Per View? Oooh, impactful. Here’s the thing though, when the lights came up and the theatrics were over at City of Sin why is it that Corey and the rest of you were left holding your collective dicks in your hands while I was the one who shined? I may not be proud of what I did but you should pay close attention Damon because no one knows how to cause chaos and mayhem like I do. So for the love of God would you please stop trying to be something you’re not and settle into your role as an average, mid-card, run-of-the-mill wrestler, which is where you shine. Let’s call you the Angel of Anonymity.
She smirks while shaking her head at the absurdity of the whole nickname game.
Ashleigh: Here’s the rub though; if the two of you want to claim our name, then you not only have to dominate inside NGW but outside of it as well. Seems you’re both uneducated and uninitiated so allow me to clear things up. Gavin and I are the power couple, period. There are no asterisks or caveats to accompany that statement. We’re the same age as you yet we’ve already accomplished things that you dare to dream of somewhere down the road. We were champions before we came to NGW and continued that trend once we got here. In less than nine months we gave birth to not one but two renowned careers and now our names are synonymous with success and are on the lips and tongues of every fan and promoter in this game. Nine months from now, if you two are lucky, perhaps you’ll conceive a child who can grow up to be disappointed in you. You can sit him or her down and tell them about how you were the longest reigning tag team champions in NGW history and they’ll look at you with pity in their eyes and say, “but you were pretty much the only tag team in NGW history.”
Her grin widens.
Ashleigh: Aside from that one time the real Power Couple took everything you accomplished and tore it all down during a non-title match. That’s the beauty of this stipulation, not taking your titles is so much worse than beating you for them. After Vendetta you’ll go on defending those titles with the world knowing what they’ve suspected all along, that you’re a farce. At any given time Gavin and I could wrest those titles from your hands and wave, “buh bye” as we watch you get sucked into the gaping hole of suck that is your stable. The power couple wannabes, the supposed best A.O.D. has to offer yet while everyone’s getting hyped for this match the truth is you don’t stand a chance. So go ahead and poke fun at the current state of our relationship. Come into this match thinking we’re fractured or broken or that this is a golden opportunity for you to capitalize on, but if Gavin were here right now he’d tell you…
Gavin: …that’s no further from the truth.
A surprised Ash looks up to find Gavin standing over her dressed in a pair of board shorts.
Gavin: Woke up to find your side of the bed empty, figured I’d find you here.
Sitting down beside her, he kisses Ashleigh atop the head.
Gavin: Mind if I cut in?
Her smile brightens as she slides in close and rests her head on his shoulder.
Ashleigh: Not at all. Does this mean we’re good?
She looks at him with hopeful eyes but his expression remains neutral.
Gavin: Let’s just focus on the here and now.
She frowns.
Ashleigh: And that honeymoon you were planning?
Gavin: We leave in the morning. Now if you’d stop hogging my air time, maybe we could get on with this...
Ash nods and zips her lips as Gavin focuses on the camera.
Gavin: So it looks like City of Sin was a success for everyone involved in this upcoming match. There’s also a few similarities between each couple in this match. Damon and I both have a loss; mine happening because of Kenzie Rydell being shit and Damon’s from getting tossed over the top rope in a battle royal. Aurora, much like Ash, has yet to lose and be pinned here in NGW. But that’s where the similarities end. You see, there’s only one Power Couple in NGW and you’re currently looking at them.
You can say we’re cocky or brash for saying it but the thing is, Ash and I being at the top of the food chain is simply a FACT. I am the LONGEST REIGNING NGW Unified Heavyweight Champion in the history of this company. Better than Bronxy, better than Deadeye, better than everybody. We’ve seen people give me the fight of their lives when trying to take my championship from me and what’s happened every single time? I’ve dropped them and sent them packing back down to the bottom. That’s why Kenzie is in a downward spiral, Mark Storm is out of NGW and more schizophrenic than ever and why Dirk Bentley is back to toiling away in the tag team division, except this time it’s with Jack Diamond instead of Corey Bull.
Gavin smiles and shrugs.
Gavin: While I’m the reigning NGW Unified Champion, Ash is the reigning Inferno Champion and the reigning Five Lakes Champion. There’s so much we have done in so little time that there isn’t a couple around today that could EVER compare to us. Nobody dominates like we do, that’s why we were the LAST two standing in the NGW versus IPW match. Look back at the few times that Ash and I have teamed and what do you see? Simply put, its pure dominance. Ash and I might fight and have our issues but the thing is, we always settle them and come back stronger than ever. If you think that I’m going to let her rant at the end of City of Sin jeopardize a victory in this match for us, you’ve got another thing coming.
Seriously, I hope you guys don’t rely on that fact. I’m not petty enough to where I’ll hold a grudge with my wife, the love of my life. Everything happened in the heat of the moment and it was to avoid me giving your boy Corey Bull a shot at my title that he definitely doesn’t deserve after his little attack against me. Speaking of Corey, it must be embarrassing for you guys, having to be in a group with him and Gray Malone, two dudes who can’t win for shit and make zero sense when they decide to speak. The only glimmer of light in the Angelz of Destruction is Aurora and Damon but how good are you two, really? I mean, beating Avery Miles III is a tough task but in a two on one fight? Yeah, that’s not really anything to write home about, especially with how busy Avery’s schedule has been as of late.
He leans towards the camera and continues.
Gavin: Speaking of matches where someone is outmanned, I challenged Damon, Aurora and Gray to a gauntlet match and what happened? They stopped talking all that shit they were spewing and they shut the fuck up. I mean, first I did challenge you idiots to a three versus three match and then Damon claimed that I would ‘hide’ behind my two partners. I don’t know who placed that idea in your head, buddy, because I never run from a fight and I’ve been a fighting champion my entire time here in NGW.
The only cowards I see are the Angelz of Destruction, a group that has been responsible for several sneak attacks in NGW while claiming it was all to ‘cleanse’ the company. The only thing that needs to be cleansed from NGW is Corey Bull, who desperately needs a bath. I’m about to start calling him Corey Bullshit because he smells like shit and… well… because he spews so much bullshit from his mouth.
A smirk runs over Gavin’s face as he nods his head.
Gavin: So why did Devlin book this match? Because he wants to see how worthy you two are of those NGW Tag Team Championships. It was obviously a smart move for Devlin to not put the titles on the line, seeing as how complicated NGW would get with Ash and I holding all of the belts. Nah, Ash and I don’t need the NGW Tag Team Championships because we’re holding the two most meaningful championships in the company. We have literally nothing to prove but as for Aurora and Damon? They have EVERYTHING to prove. Why? Because they haven’t proved shit yet. The only way they can legitimize their reign as the tag champs is to beat Ashleigh and I.
But here’s a question that is sure enough to be on everyone’s mind; how do you beat a force that is unbeatable? Ash and I are dominant on our own but together? Together we are stronger than any of you could imagine. Ash’s eidetic memory and my constant desire to train and research my opponents means that we will be MORE than ready for both of you idiots. Ashleigh and I, we’re both leaders while you two? You’re followers.
I’ve heard you guys say that Corey Bull isn’t your leader and that you don’t have a leader but let me ask you this… Why does he carry himself as if he’s in charge and why does everyone who watches NGW believe that he’s the one in charge? It’s because the two of you like to take a backseat. As for Gray, everyone knows he’s too much of an idiot to lead anything, much less a shitty stable like yours. So that leaves Corey Bull, the dude with five hundred personalities, all of which stood by and watched as Dirk Bentley beat the shit out of him.
Gavin can’t help but laugh as he shakes his head.
Gavin: Don’t worry Aurora and Damon, I did what your buddy couldn’t do and I dropped Dirk Bentley like the little cowboy bitch that he is. Because that’s what I do, I go out there and win. Ash and I are everything that NGW wants and needs for its top champions. You want to know why Devlin Scott loves us? Because we bring in the money through what we do. Devlin doesn’t help us win and he sure as hell doesn’t protect us in booking and yet, we still give him the results that he wants, the results that fill up his pockets with a ton of green. I love that I’ve been told by your group that favoritism has been shown towards me, especially with the way that I’m booked.
That’s why I WILLINGLY put my Heavyweight Championship on the line against Kenzie Rydell even though it was not a pay-per-view. There has been no favoritism shown my way, I simply go out and I win. That’s why, even though I’m the NGW Unified Champion, that I also hold a briefcase that will give me a shot at the belt whenever I want. So if I lose, I have a rematch clause and that little briefcase of mine that I EARNED. How did I win the belt again, by the way?
Gavin snaps his fingers, acting as if he just remembered.
Gavin: That’s right; I beat five other men, including Corey Bull, who went out of the match QUITE EARLY. I’m pretty sure I fought in that match even though I was injured beforehand and I still came out on top, even with Tyson Gregory being in the match, who was Devlin Scott’s chosen man. Weird how that works, right? But nah, Devlin totally plays favorites with me. So I’ve beaten Bull, and Ash completely destroyed Gray Malone. Now all that’s left of this stupid group called AoD is Aurora and Damon.
You know, I’d say that you’re lucky that you’re not defending your newly won Tag Championships but the fact of the matter is, your luck ran out when you were booked against NGW’s Power Couple. You know Damon, you asked me what excuse I would make if you or any of your AoD buddies beat me? The thing is, when I do lose, which is a rare thing nowadays, I take them in stride and I move on. But my question is; how will you react when I drop you on your head with The Crowning and you lose? Will you keep on bitching and moaning about how my road has been easy?
From what I’ve seen, Aurora and Damon’s road here in NGW has been FAR too easy. You might hold some meaningless tag team championships right now but that seriously doesn’t mean jack shit. But hey, you should know that those belts mean nothing since you’re the guy who said that I haven’t proved anything since I haven’t beaten everyone on the roster and Aurora was there to back up your claims on twitter like the good little bitch that she is.
Gavin laughs and rolls his eyes as he claps his hands.
Gavin: It’s adorable how much you’ve had to reach when talking shit to me. I’m the longest reigning Unified Champion and yet, I’ve proven nothing. YOU said that. Do you know how fucking illogical you are? My championship actually MEANS something; it has prestige and history. As for yours? It’s a belt that people seem to want to run away from. Alycia ran from it, Levi ran from it and Kenzie did as well. The only people who ran towards it were you to and that’s because you had NOTHING else to run to. The best part about this match is that a little over a month ago, I told you that I would shut ALL OF YOU up. At Vendetta, you’re going to see that I keep my promises starting with Aurora and Damon, with a little help from my lovely wife Ash, as my tag partner.
He smiles as he glances at Ash before giving her a wink.
Gavin: Then I’ll move on and I’ll beat the shit out of Gray Malone, who’s been begging me to do it ever since he stepped foot in NGW, and then for good measure and because he attacked me a few weeks ago, I’m going to drop Corey Bull on his big fucking head one more time as well. You all might be the ‘Angelz of Destruction’ but as for me? I’m the executioner of angels. Aurora and Damon… welcome to your own destruction at the hands of NGW’s TRUE Power Couple...
Ash leans into the shot so her face fills the frame.
Ashleigh: …don’t say we didn’t warn you!
Gavin: You just love to get the last word, don’t you? You're worse than freakin' Perry.
Ashleigh: I am not!
Gavin: Stop talking.
Ashleigh: Nope.
Gavin: I’m serious.
Ashleigh: So am I.
Gavin: That’s it!
Ashleigh: That’s whaaaaaaaaah… stop!!
Gavin begins to tickle Ash and as she squees loudly the scene slowly fades to black to the sounds of her falling into the pool.