Dax Dillinger [vs.] Kit O’Connor

The camera cuts to an old Gym, someplace in Seattle. A worn out Kit O’Connor is found taking rights and lefts on the punching bag. The camera moves closer and the floor creaks. His head turns toward the camera in shock, but he seems to tired to take offense.

Look, If your’e going to butt in on my time, then knock on the door instead of being crawling through the window. You can come closer, I don’t bite.
Kit turns his full body to the cameraman and wipes the sweat off his face.

This is my Palace, my Temple. Ive been coming here since I was fourteen years old. I used to mop the floors, and clean the bathrooms. Ever since Joey died, this place isn't the same, God I loved that old man. You know he treated my like family. Since my father was always drunk, or asleep I felt that Joey was the only one who could bring me some closure.

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Those sweat stains, the blood stained ring, the body odor. Its mine, this is my way of showing progress. That smell, That smell is the smell of aggression, and passion. This is where my soul lives, this is my heart. This is my life, and this is the way I choose to pave my roads. It must look like i'm trying too hard doesn’t it? Yeah I bet it does, but this isn't me trying to hard, this is just me. The grime, the blood, the sweat, the mold, these aren't what they seem. This is my timeline, my history, this is my life.

Kit gets slightly closer to the camera

Look in my eyes, what your looking at is the eyes of a champion. Everything Ive seen was sought through these very eyes. All the hardships, and the tears. All the good times, and laughter, lies withing these very eyes. How about the cuts on my face, the bruises on my knees, or the mental wounds that still haven't healed. These are my scars and they all tell stories. But this is only half, this is only one side of my story. The other half lies up those stairs.

Kit approaches the stairwell, and the camera follows. A long hallway is displayed, and at the very end, an office. They proceed down the hallway, until they reach the door. Kit reaches into his pocket, and pulls out keys. On the key chain, the initials J.M. For what reason, that is unknown. They step foot into a dusty room, with an old wooden desk, a lamp, that doesn’t work, and a window. Kit picks up a photo off the desk, he looks at it for a few moments, and turns it to the camera.

This is my mother Tara. She is beautiful isn't she. Her shell is hiding the beauty that lies within her spirit. Shes with us as I speak. I can hear her innocent voice calling out to me. I loved her more than anything. He was drunk. An idiotic drunk killed my innocent mother. It was a head on collision, that sick bastard was driving in the wrong lane. In Galway there were drunks everywhere so I had to keep my temper together so I wouldn’t explode on the first one I layed eyes on. Do you know what Its like to hear your father tell you “Mommie isn't coming home from work Kit”? How about having no mother on your seventh birthday, or no mother on your high school graduation. My poor little sister. She would cry for her mother during a storm, and we would have to tell he that “Mommie was on Vacation” but Mommie was not on vacation. She was dead.

A tear drop's from Kit’s face, and he turns his head in embarrassment. He wipes his eyelid, and turns his head toward the camera.

I will make it my only obligation to mutilate Dax Dillinger at Heroes Also Die. I will tear him apart, I will make him sick both mentally and physically. He will leave this match with scars that will never heal. After our match Dax wont be able to speak. No more ranting, no more dictatorship, no more bullshit. Say your prayers ladies and gentlemen. Because, i'm not too sure if Dax Dillinger is going to make it out of this match alive.

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Dax, bring everything you have got. Because the only thing keeping you safe is sanity. And by now, Ive lost it. In your corner, you’ve got yourself. In my corner—

He points to the ceiling

Shes gonna be there with me. And all this work, all this blood, tear, and sweat is going to pay off. I am going to send you into extreme agony. And how dare you call yourself the future. Your nothing but the past after this match. So bring more than a shitty attitude and cheap colon, because Dax Dillinger, this is going to be the match of your lifetime.

The camera moves backward, and Kit slams the door shut. The scene fades out.

Kit O'Connor is walking through the backstage scene only ten minuets before his match. He's in a bad mood form Dax's Hi jinx, and the nosy reporters awkward questions. Along his way walking his phone rings.

Ring, Ring---Ring,Ring,Ring---Ring,R---

Kit reaches into his pocket and pulls out an Apple iPhone 4S. On the caller I.D, a blocked number is shown. Without any regret, he answers the phone.

Kit O'Connor, who is calling?

Hello Kit, this is James Aldridge, a reporter for ECE, Exposed Celebrities Entertainment.

Ah, how the fuck did your Rat ass get my number?

That is not of concern. As of now, I'm here to let you in on how Dax Dillinger's party went.

Look, I'm already heated as it is, and I don't even want to think of Dax Dillinger right now. Have a nice day.

Before Kit can Hang up the phone, the reporter lets out a piece of vital information.

--Wait, he spoke about your Mother!

Before pressing the button, Kit puts the phone back up to his ear.

Please tell me what you just fucking said----was a lie.

Uh, well I'm afraid not. one of my Co-Reporters Jack Madison took a Visit to Dax Dillinger's house and camped out for the night. He wired a few small cameras in various spots of the house. And as illegal as it sounds well---forget that, its most definitely illegal. But no one needs to know but you and I.

Get to it Rat!

Okay, well basically, this is what the message I received earlier today. And I Quote; From: Jack Madison--To: James Aldridge, Via Apple Devices: Uh, Hey Jimmy, I stayed the night at Dillingers house as you said, and got some seriously juicy stuff. Not the sound quality on the cameras I installed werent perfect, but this is basically what I recovered when I watched the tapes. So yeah, Dax definitely threw one hell of a party. Hot babes, Booze, Drugs, the whole damn thing was crazy. Most of the guests left, except for the ones that we uh, creaking the bed with Dilliger. But, I'm not gonna go into that department. After all of the fun, Dax woke up with a couple honeys in his bed. The sound wasen't too good, so I couldnt hear most of it. When he got out of bed, it looked as if he was trying to find something. And uh, he found a four hundred pound black honey in his living room. Ew. She was gross. But anyway lets just cut to the chase. It sounded as if he talked some smack about that new guy Kit O'Connor. Like i don't know, he went on some kind of rant about how Kit should stop whining about his dead mother, along with much more shit. I don't know, thought I'd let you know. Text me back, I think me and the wife are going to a BBQ at our friends house, I want you to come. Holla.

So yeah, that's the message I go--

Kit hangs up the phone, and the fury is starting to show on his face. You can tell that Kit is just about to let it go.

How dare that fucking weasel----He just had to run his mouth--Just had too. If I were Da--

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Uh, I'm going to lose it, HOW DARE THAT FILTHY COWARD TALK OF MY MOTHER---

Out of his own rage, Kit throws his phone to the ground. It breaks. He starts to move toward the Vending machines. One by one, he tips the machines on their sides. An IWF staff member accidentally bumps into Kit, and Kit tosses him to the ground. Tearing down posters, breaking windows, smashing windows, and flipping trash bins, Kit has lost his mind.

Ugh! That sick Mother*$@#*^!

Screaming at the top of his lungs

Come out and play Dax! Get your coward ass out here right now so I can put you through the fucking ground!

There is no response, and Dax is a No-Show

Is this what you fucking want? Is this what you want? To get into my fucking skull? Well guesse what Dax!? You've fucking succeeded! I cant wait to have you in the ring! You're a sick coward, and theres no way in Hell I'm letting you leave my grasp. This isn't about winning anymore Dax! This is about ripping your tiny little balls right our of your pants! I give you my word, I'm not showing any mercy for your sick ass! I'm going to teach you a lesson! I'm going to put you in your place. I'm going to put you in Hell!

In the background, Charlie Hansen's voice is heard.

Kit! ---- Kit! -- Kit!

His voice grows louder and soon enough, Charlie and Avalon turn the corner and see Kit tipping tables, and punching in office windows.

Kit! Stop, Stop doing that! What the hell is the matter with you?

Charlie runs to Kit, and grabs him from behind. Kit throws a hay maker at Charlie, but misses and falls to the ground. Charlie and Avalon hold him down while Charlie tries to calm him down.

What happened? Why are you doing this?

Tears start to fall from Kit's face, and he is out of breath.

[Gasping] He---He talked about--Mum, he talked--About my Mother Charlie!

Who Dammit? Who!?

Dillinger! Th--at Bastard-- Da-x Dillinger! Dammit!

Oh.. Oh no. He--He spoke of Tara? Oh, This is--

Tears start to drop from Charlies face, And Avalon starts to speak.

Who? What happened? why is he like this Charlie? Why?

It was Dillinger. He--- He-- talked about Kit's Mother.

He didn't. Please tell me he didn't.

He Did! That fucking waste of space, spoke of my innocent Mother! My fucking dead Mother! He--He--

How? Who told you? When--I--

I got a phone call.

Kit wipes the tears from his face.

I got a phone call from a reporter from ECE--

The Television show? Those guys are Rats--

Yeah, Yeah I know. He called me and told me that a reporter camped out at Dax Dillinger's house, to get coverage on Dax's party. But the rat, he overheard Dax talking about my Mom! About how, she isn't coming back, and that---I should quit whining about something that happened years ago--

He spoke about my Mother Charlie! He crossed the line--

That asshole--Well you can't wrestle under these conditions Kit, you'll--you'll-- you'll kill him!

Kit gets on his feet.

Nothing---Nothing is stopping me from killing that bastard. Nothing is keeping me from being in that ring with him. Not you, Not Av, Not even the IWF Staff. I am getting in that ring. No matter what.

But, But you cant Kit! You just cant!

You seriously think I am going to back down now? After everything that's been said? After all of the training? After all the hard work? There's no way I'm letting Dax out of this one. That sicko has had just enough fun, playing with my mind. His party days are over. If I don't walk into that ring, its all over. That means he get's away with everything he has said. This is my time, My chance. This is my way to make my Mother proud. If I go out there and lose, I know that I tried. I tried my hardest, and that's the end of it. But believe me, even if he does win, I promise he will have respect for me. And I promise, hes not making it out of this arena in good health. But, If I win this match tonight, Everything is proved. I prove that hes a fake, and a joke. I prove tot he IWF fans that I am worth something. I can finally prove, that I'm more than just a phony, I can prove that I am the wrestler I say I am. I am going into that ring with determination. And I am going to make that son of a bitch tap out. Just to show everyone how much of a weasel he really is. At the end of this match, I'm the one with my hand held high.

Kit walks away from the scene but the Camera follows slowly. Avalon and Charlie stay behind.

Good luck Kit!

The Camera follows kit into the hallway before entering the ring. Before entering Kit sits on the floor, and gives himself a pep talk.

Mom, This is the time. This is the time I've been waiting from my whole life. I know you're going to be out their with me. I don't expect this to be an easy win. But I'm going to give it all I got. I'm putting everything out there. I'm shooting for 100%. Like you always said, "Kit, trying is the key. If you don't try, there's no way of opening new doors". I wish I could hear your beautiful voice just one more time. You used to say things in the best way. You always new how to make me feel better. --- But I'm grown up now. And how I know you always wanted to see me all grown up. Well here I am. My debut match in Insurgency Wrestling Federation. It's everything I ever wanted. But I just want to let you know I would trade it all just to see you again. But this is only the beginning of my journey. I know you will be there with my along the whole way. Through the Championships, and the Loses. Through the Happiness, and the Sadness. You were the best person I've ever known. And I only wish to be half the person that you were. --- By the way, I haven't talked to Dad in a while, and frankly, I have no idea where he is. I think I have to find him, and pay him a visit. I think its whats best for our relationship. Charlies been well, and so has Ashley. I haven't talked to her in a while either. I guess I haven't paid any attention to anyone since my "dreams" have come true. Maybe I'm not everything you would want me to be, but I'm trying. Now, I would love to sit and talk, but we gotta get out there for my match. I don't think Dax realizes how special you are to me. Even though I can't really remember you. I think he doesn't notice it because he takes everything for granite. He is really one of the worst people I know, and tonight I hope we can teach him a lesson. I have faith in myself, and I know you do too. And now that I know that your there for me, and that you are gonna pick me up when I'm down.. Well-----Lets kick some ass.

Kit gets onto his feet, and walks toward the entrance. Before the scene fades out, the camera cuts to Charlie and Avalon watching the match backstage.

I really hope he's okay.

Hun, Ive known kit for a long time, and I know he's got himself together.

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And don't worry, Tara is right by his side.

The Scene fades out.