Trials Of A Warrior Part 4: Nobody’s Man
Dec 1, 2017 5:51:33 GMT -5
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Post by Winston Wilson on Dec 1, 2017 5:51:33 GMT -5
A sad and sorry Hiroshi sits backstage in an equipment case not at all his usually more cheerful self. People come over to check on him but he waves them away and they leave him and continue on with other things.
He gets up and starts the long walk back to his dressing room as the backstage area fills with people who moves around him. But he barely notices them. He’s too stuck in his own world right now. There is so much going on and the pressure is becoming overwhelming.
His head is buzzing with the events that had just past on Trauma. Things were kind of a blur and he struggles to recall what exactly had happened.
The tag team match had started off as it normally would with two men in the ring and their partners on the apron watching on. Then Tide came in then Hiroshi gained the upper hand before his “Partner” blind tagged himself to get in on the action
He took went to work using his momentum. This annoyed Hiroshi as he didn’t need help nor did he want it. He could have beaten Tide down effortlessly. The size difference was too much.
Tyler then kept the pirate at bay with more sustained offence before he came back in. Then it happened..
Something that enraged him even more. A slap to the face! A show of utter disrespect and that was it. He knew he shouldn’t let his temper get the better of him but he just became a wall of red hot rage and he was gonna make sure that disrespect was returned in kind.
Then like a coward he ran away and tagged in his partner...
The man Hiroshi would be facing at Collision Course for the title. A man who had very mugged lived up to his namesake by dominating the PCW landscape since his arrival putting down superstar after superstar into the Mat with sheer brute force that no one else could match.... or so he thought.
Then the real fight began, he shocked the big man by not only matching but OVERPOWERING him like no one else had done. This came as a shock to him and he realised for the first time that there was a power greater than his and it turned the match into a battle of attrition.
Back and forth they went taking and trading blows neither of them willing to bend to the others will.
Then once again Tyler tagged himself in and tried and failed to keep things going. In fact he lost them the match. But that wasn’t the issue.
Turning right down another corridor he comes to his room and turns the handle before swinging the door open and entering the room. He shuts the door behind him and sits on the floor.
Getting into position he calmly begins to breath deeply trying to find his centre and balance his emotions. Slowly he focuses and his mind starts to clear and the match comes back into focus, much clearer than before.
Nor was the issue that a cowardly post match attack saw him triple teamed and taken down. That was nothing new. Just the same old things happening over and over and Hiroshi had finally had enough.
Every time something like this has happened the management of the company has sat idly by and just let it go. Instead of being proactive they actually encourage gang warfare and excessive violence.
And no one seemed to care.
Seromine and Gabriel were running wild and now Stormm and Johnny V had formed an alliance to get what they wanted in PCW. Everyone had someone except him...
It was always a numbers game no matter who was being threatened. No where and no one was safe and anything could happen.
He rises to his feet and looks into s long mirror and sees what he has become. A once proud warrior was now nothing more than paranoia and weak will. He had been broken and not even realised it.
Stepping away from the mirror he nods
“The time has come. So it shall be written.”
He shoots a hand out with blinding speed and with one thrust shatters the mirror into thousands of fragments that litter the ground.
He gets up and starts the long walk back to his dressing room as the backstage area fills with people who moves around him. But he barely notices them. He’s too stuck in his own world right now. There is so much going on and the pressure is becoming overwhelming.
His head is buzzing with the events that had just past on Trauma. Things were kind of a blur and he struggles to recall what exactly had happened.
The tag team match had started off as it normally would with two men in the ring and their partners on the apron watching on. Then Tide came in then Hiroshi gained the upper hand before his “Partner” blind tagged himself to get in on the action
He took went to work using his momentum. This annoyed Hiroshi as he didn’t need help nor did he want it. He could have beaten Tide down effortlessly. The size difference was too much.
Tyler then kept the pirate at bay with more sustained offence before he came back in. Then it happened..
Something that enraged him even more. A slap to the face! A show of utter disrespect and that was it. He knew he shouldn’t let his temper get the better of him but he just became a wall of red hot rage and he was gonna make sure that disrespect was returned in kind.
Then like a coward he ran away and tagged in his partner...
The man Hiroshi would be facing at Collision Course for the title. A man who had very mugged lived up to his namesake by dominating the PCW landscape since his arrival putting down superstar after superstar into the Mat with sheer brute force that no one else could match.... or so he thought.
Then the real fight began, he shocked the big man by not only matching but OVERPOWERING him like no one else had done. This came as a shock to him and he realised for the first time that there was a power greater than his and it turned the match into a battle of attrition.
Back and forth they went taking and trading blows neither of them willing to bend to the others will.
Then once again Tyler tagged himself in and tried and failed to keep things going. In fact he lost them the match. But that wasn’t the issue.
Turning right down another corridor he comes to his room and turns the handle before swinging the door open and entering the room. He shuts the door behind him and sits on the floor.
Getting into position he calmly begins to breath deeply trying to find his centre and balance his emotions. Slowly he focuses and his mind starts to clear and the match comes back into focus, much clearer than before.
Nor was the issue that a cowardly post match attack saw him triple teamed and taken down. That was nothing new. Just the same old things happening over and over and Hiroshi had finally had enough.
Every time something like this has happened the management of the company has sat idly by and just let it go. Instead of being proactive they actually encourage gang warfare and excessive violence.
And no one seemed to care.
Seromine and Gabriel were running wild and now Stormm and Johnny V had formed an alliance to get what they wanted in PCW. Everyone had someone except him...
It was always a numbers game no matter who was being threatened. No where and no one was safe and anything could happen.
He rises to his feet and looks into s long mirror and sees what he has become. A once proud warrior was now nothing more than paranoia and weak will. He had been broken and not even realised it.
Stepping away from the mirror he nods
“The time has come. So it shall be written.”
He shoots a hand out with blinding speed and with one thrust shatters the mirror into thousands of fragments that litter the ground.