Trials Of A Warrior Part 4: Inner Reflection Outer Turmoil
Nov 18, 2017 20:19:12 GMT -5
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Post by Winston Wilson on Nov 18, 2017 20:19:12 GMT -5
Post Trauma 221.
A stunned Hiroshi Yukio makes his way backstage. He can’t believe that he just pulled off what was sure to be the talk of PCW for some time. No one had any idea what happened or that Hiroshi was capable of pulling off such an elaborate plan successfully.
His hands were shaking with adrenaline and his body was awash with a mix of happiness and shame. He knew what he did was not honourable and though it was perfectly ok to do so, something like this went completely against his principles.
He was not a violent or malevolent person by nature. He was always the good natured friendly face everyone in PCW had come to know and love. Both the fans and those backstage were in utter shock at what had transpired. Some were saddened and some shot him disappointed or disapproving looks as he walked by them on his way to the locker room to rest and relax after his big match. Passing down the corridors he sees a team of medics hurry past him to he assumed attend to the two others he beat and came out triumphant.
Some kids were even crying and that made him feel even worse if it were possible. These last few weeks and the interactions he had with this mysterious “Person” had gotten him thinking about the way he did things and what that meant for his continued run in PCW.
There were some who would say his actions were entirely justified and that he did what he needed to win. Others would say that his underhanded tactics were not needed and he should win by using his abilities and strength as he had done before.
Hiroshi comes to his door and opens it before stepping into the room and closing the door behind him. Waiting for him on the table is a big food platter filled with delicious morsels fit for a champion sumo. He sits down and begins to eat his fill taking from here and there and stuffing them into his mouth.
Hiroshi’s mind ticked over as he weighed his options and he came to a conclusion. He would have to make a decision and that decision would be the turning point in his career. It would mean another meeting with this anonymous person and he knew there was no avoiding it. Collision Course would be a meeting with destiny and his fate would be decided.
But this week came first. This week set a new challenge for him. This week was a match with not 3 men but 4. Only this time it was s tag team match putting himself and Tyler Scott against two men who had spent the past month or more looking to erase each other from the company. Their brutal battles had not escaped his notice.
The man they call Dominator was truly a monster among men. His size and strength were superhuman his ability to take punishment was almost limitless.
He simply decimated anyone who stood before him. Hiroshi knew he would be a monumental challenge but he felt up to it. If there was anyone who could beat Dominator in terms of wrestling using power and speed it was him. He had faced down big men both in sumo and in wrestling and had a proven track record of getting the win.
Then there was his tag team partner for this week... High Tide. A man who despite having beat beaten to a pulpy mess by Dominator somehow found a way to keep going and take the fight to the big man. He never gave up, he was relentless in his pursuit of a win.
But he knew that both men would be suffering a case of being banged up after last week and that was something he could capitalise on. Plus if he could turn them on each other it would make things much easier he knew there was no respect there, only pride and ego.
The could only co exist for so long before imploding.
But what of his partner Tyler Scott?
Can he be trusted? Can he work as a team or will it be them that turn on each other?
He had so many questions in his mind but he knew that he needed to finish his meal then meditate before hitting the gym for a session to get him ready for a fight. That what this was. A fight....to the end.
A stunned Hiroshi Yukio makes his way backstage. He can’t believe that he just pulled off what was sure to be the talk of PCW for some time. No one had any idea what happened or that Hiroshi was capable of pulling off such an elaborate plan successfully.
His hands were shaking with adrenaline and his body was awash with a mix of happiness and shame. He knew what he did was not honourable and though it was perfectly ok to do so, something like this went completely against his principles.
He was not a violent or malevolent person by nature. He was always the good natured friendly face everyone in PCW had come to know and love. Both the fans and those backstage were in utter shock at what had transpired. Some were saddened and some shot him disappointed or disapproving looks as he walked by them on his way to the locker room to rest and relax after his big match. Passing down the corridors he sees a team of medics hurry past him to he assumed attend to the two others he beat and came out triumphant.
Some kids were even crying and that made him feel even worse if it were possible. These last few weeks and the interactions he had with this mysterious “Person” had gotten him thinking about the way he did things and what that meant for his continued run in PCW.
There were some who would say his actions were entirely justified and that he did what he needed to win. Others would say that his underhanded tactics were not needed and he should win by using his abilities and strength as he had done before.
Hiroshi comes to his door and opens it before stepping into the room and closing the door behind him. Waiting for him on the table is a big food platter filled with delicious morsels fit for a champion sumo. He sits down and begins to eat his fill taking from here and there and stuffing them into his mouth.
Hiroshi’s mind ticked over as he weighed his options and he came to a conclusion. He would have to make a decision and that decision would be the turning point in his career. It would mean another meeting with this anonymous person and he knew there was no avoiding it. Collision Course would be a meeting with destiny and his fate would be decided.
But this week came first. This week set a new challenge for him. This week was a match with not 3 men but 4. Only this time it was s tag team match putting himself and Tyler Scott against two men who had spent the past month or more looking to erase each other from the company. Their brutal battles had not escaped his notice.
The man they call Dominator was truly a monster among men. His size and strength were superhuman his ability to take punishment was almost limitless.
He simply decimated anyone who stood before him. Hiroshi knew he would be a monumental challenge but he felt up to it. If there was anyone who could beat Dominator in terms of wrestling using power and speed it was him. He had faced down big men both in sumo and in wrestling and had a proven track record of getting the win.
Then there was his tag team partner for this week... High Tide. A man who despite having beat beaten to a pulpy mess by Dominator somehow found a way to keep going and take the fight to the big man. He never gave up, he was relentless in his pursuit of a win.
But he knew that both men would be suffering a case of being banged up after last week and that was something he could capitalise on. Plus if he could turn them on each other it would make things much easier he knew there was no respect there, only pride and ego.
The could only co exist for so long before imploding.
But what of his partner Tyler Scott?
Can he be trusted? Can he work as a team or will it be them that turn on each other?
He had so many questions in his mind but he knew that he needed to finish his meal then meditate before hitting the gym for a session to get him ready for a fight. That what this was. A fight....to the end.