Returning from the Ashes

September 4th 2013
From The Ashes III
San Francisco, California


-Following the loss suffered at the hands of Chuck Matthews and that of tapping out, Sean Libby Powerbomb's Chuck into the mat, making the ring shake-

-Libby whipes the blood off his face and throws it at Chuck and returns backstage-

Sean Libby:
I can't believe I lost! I lost to that! How? How could I lose to a little worm like Chuck Matthews?!

???:
Indeed... How?

-Out of the shadows comes Sean's Doctor, creator and master Promstein-

Sean Libby:
Oh... Master its you. Wh-Why are you here doctor?

Promstein:
I came to make sure that you succeeded in your match my son. To see that my experiment of you was a right idea. To see that my quest to take over the Mattews Entertainment Network... Would be ensured tonight.

Sean Libby:
Doctor... I-

-Promstein walks past Libby and holds his hand to Libby-

Promstein:
Its alright, its alright my son... I will have my take over of it one day.

Sean Libby:
Yes we will doctor.

-Promstein turns to Libby-

Promstein:
We? I said... I WILL!

-Promstein grabs Libby's neck and begins choking him, exactly where Tim Patrick kicked Libby's throat-

Promstein:
I should've left you to die in that hospital... You were a complete waste of time, effort and life.

-Libby begins fading out and falling to his knees-

Promstein:
For the only good Libby... Is a Dead Libby!

???:
HEY! LET HIM GO!

-Promstein releases Sean and hisses at someone who jumps in to save Libby-

-The man has a giant hammer which swings but misses Promstein and he vanishes into the shadows-

-The man puts down the hammer and runs to Sean to reveal it is Sean's friend Steel Angel-

Steel Angel:
Hey! Hey Sean wake up! Come on stay with me man... Come on please!

Hope Cassidy:
This next match is scheduled for ONE FALL!

Steel Angel:
Shit! Alright, think fast Martin think fast! Come on!

-Steel notices something at the corner of his eye and drag's Sean's almost lifeless body over it-

-Steel gets Libby's body up after a short struggle and puts Libby in a storage box-

Steel Angel:
I have no idea what he filled you up with buddy, but when I get back from kicking Ethan Carter's ass, I will bring you back.

Sean Libby:
Steel...

-Libby raises his hand to the light that was blinding him from Steel who closes the box-

-Echos in Sean's head can be heard-

You are a disgrace.

Wrestling is full of pussies and fakes. You can't fight, your a pussy. A bitch. Your a fucking joke.

Do you even know what your doing?

What is it that you can do that is good?

You maybe made out of iron, but you can't do shit!

WAKE UP!

January 20th 2016
In a basement
San Diego, California

-Sean Libby wakes up and screams loudly and even catching Steel Angel, whose on a computer jumping-

Sean Libby:
AHHHHHHH!!!! WHAT HAPPENED TO ME!?

Steel Angel:
Jesus Christ dude!

-Libby shakes his head back and forth-

Sean Libby:
Ahh! Ahhhh!! Where am I? What happened to me? Where have I been? What is the airspeed velocity of an unladen swallow?!

Steel Angel:
Sean, your in my basement. I brought you here. You've been here for three years. And twenty-four hours.

-Libby turns to Steel-

Sean Libby:
Steel... What the hell its you? Wh-What happened to me man?

-Steel sighs and prepares to answer-

???:
Martin!

Steel Angel:
Oh geez, yeah?

-The voice of Marley, Steel's wife can be heard-

Marley:
Whats going on down there?

Steel Angel:
Nothing really hon, just a little jumpscare on the computer thats all.

Marley:
Alright, lunch is just about done.

Sean Libby:
Lunch?

-Steel shush's Sean-

Steel Angel:
Got it Marley.

-The basement door closes-

Sean Libby:
What was that? You don't want your wife to see me here man? Thought we were besties?

Steel Angel:
We are Sean, I mean you just woke up all of a sudden, which to be honest, I thought this time you were for sure dead. I mean hell if Tim fucking Patrick could kick your throat, breaking your larynx, and you falling to your, SHOULD BE death into barbed wire wrapped table, and you STILL live to see another day, then I have no clue what can kill you.

Sean Libby:
Well you can't kill what won't die y'know? So uh...

-Sean looks down and see's himself naked and strapped on a slab standing up-

Sean Libby:
Steel... I know you know I'm bisexual...

Steel Angel:
What? What the heck are you talking about?

Sean Libby:
Well I mean, having "certain" interactions with someone while they sleep is technically rape, but because its you, and I am aware that you had trouble getting it up...

Steel Angel:
Dude! What are you talking about?! I'm not gay! I'm married to a woman!

Sean Libby:
THEN WHERE THE FUACK ARE MY CLOTHS?! AND WHY AM I STRAPPED HERE? LIKE A TERRIBLE BDSM PRON MOVIE?!

-Steel facepalms-

Sean Libby:
ALSO!!! I never knew your name was Martin.

-Steel's hand drops and looking at Sean with anger-

Steel Angel:
Look, it takes a lot of time to make a character live. Live and breathe. I did that for many years in Dominion Wrestling, AND IWF. But... That shit is done.

-Libby swings his head-

Sean Libby:
Well buddy why not fill me in here huh? I'd sure love to know what happened to me, and as to why I'm strapped in my best friend's basement!

-Steel kicks back-

Steel Angel:
Well, lets start from the beginning. What is your last memory?

-Sean looks up-

Sean Libby:
Well... I was in a bar...

Steel Angel:
Seriously?

Sean Libby:
What?

Steel Angel:
You've been in a coma for three years in my basement and your first memory is a bar? Was that like the last party you got invited to?

Sean Libby:
What? No dude, I'm serious. I was in a pub, I met some guy, John I think his name was... It was after I found out I lost my home. Then... I drank my drink and I have nothing else from then.

Steel Angel:
Sounds to me you were drugged Sean, but its very strange...

Sean Libby:
What do you mean?

Steel Angel:
Well, do you not remember attacking Chad Mason? Beating the fuck out of Johnny Electric? And almost hurting Chuck's sister WHILE taking out Corey Casey?

Sean Libby:
Nope.

Steel Angel:
Well what about your match with Chuck? Do you remember him kicking your ass at From the Ashes III where you should've died from that madman, but I saved you from him before he choked you to death AND my match against Ethan Carter?!

Sean Libby:


-Steel facepalms and sighs heavily-

Sean Libby:
Look man, how bout you find me some cloths, unstrap me, we get outta here, and head to IWF and talk to the Chucklenuts and put this all behind us.

Steel Angel:
Uh... Thats not that simple Sean.

Sean Libby:
Sure it is, come on, get me out of this thing!

Steel Angel:
Sean you don't underst-

Sean Libby:
GET ME OFF THIS YOU PERV!

Steel Angel:
IWF IS DEAD SEAN!

-Sean blinks fast-

Sean Libby:
Wha... What did you just say?

Steel Angel:
IWF... Is... D E A D!

Sean Libby:
No...

-Libby suddenly gets very angry at hearing IWF's closure and begins using his untapped strength to remove himself from the bounds-

Steel Angel:
Uh... Sean?

-Libby leans forward and gets one arm off-

Steel Angel:
Oh man this won't be good.

-Libby removes his other arm and removes the straps from his feet and legs and falls to the floor and slowly gets up naked-

-Steel closes his ears-

Sean Libby:
NNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOooooooooooooooooooo!!!

-Marley rushes down the stairs-

Marley:
Martin! What the heck are you... Watching...?

-Marley turns to see a naked Sean Libby who just stopped howling "no" and does not try to cover himself-

Sean Libby:
Uh... Hi Mrs. Isamu.

Steel Angel:
Cooper.

Sean Libby:
Cooper! Mrs... Cooper.

-Marley gulps and keeps herself together-

Marley:
Martin...

Steel Angel:
I can explain.

Marley:
Martin...!

Steel Angel:
Hes my friend.

Marley:
Martin!

Steel Angel:
I brought him here because he was going to die in IWF 3 years ago! I couldn't let you or the kids see him... Especially the way he is now.

Sean Libby:
Hey, at least I have no shame of hiding my penis.

-Marley calms herself and looks over at Sean-

Marley:
Ehm... I don't know who you are... I do not care. I would very much like you to leave.

-Sean looks over at Steel and then back at Marley then slowly bows-

Sean Libby:
As you wish ma'am... But uh... If I remember correctly *chuckle* uhm... Theres still a global law of indecent exposure. And uh... While I would wish for everyone to see me in my glory, I don't think I would last five minutes out there nude.

Marley:
Then stay here, and I'll get you some of Martin's old cloths.

-Marley marches up the stairs with force and closes the door-

Steel Angel:
Alright listen, here is some cash to get you back to Massachusetts Sean. And heres an extra three grand to hopefully get you an apartment.

-Steel hands Libby some money-

Sean Libby:
What? Steel I-

Steel Angel:
NO BUTS! Look, I can't keep you as a secret anymore Sean. Your life is still out there. I'm done with wrestling man. I can't wrestle anymore. I have a family to take care of. I work from here. Its better for me Sean.

-Marley throws down cloths-

Sean Libby:
What about us man? What about our future?

Marley:
I WANT YOU TO LEAVE NOW YOU HOMO!

-Marley slams the door-

Sean Libby:
EXCUSE ME! BUT I'VE NOT YET PUT MY DING DONG IN A BUTTPULG YET! AND YOUR HUSBAND IS NOT GAY! AT LEAST HE SAYS HE ISN'T!

-Steel looks infuriated-

Sean Libby:
What? Its true.

Steel Angel:
We don't have a future Sean. Our future was to see who could outdo who. Who could be the best in any ring. And as it is our race was over before it was finished.

-Sean sulks and walks over to the set of cloths and dresses himself-

Steel Angel:
Sorry to say I beat you.

-Sean ignores that and begins to go up the stairs before he stops-

-Sean points at Steel-

Sean Libby:
You haven't beaten me yet. *chek*

-Sean smiles over to Steel and leaves the basement-

-In the basement Steel smiles to himself-

Steel Angel:
...Heh. The guy is like a phoenix. Think he dies, when he gets right back up and rises again to get another shellacking.

-Libby exits Steel's house and is blinded by the light-

Sean Libby:
Ah... Fresh terrible American air!

-Sean looks at the money in his hand-

Sean Libby:
Time to go home!

(to be continued)

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YES YES YES! Its me, its me, Its Sean Li- Bby! Ha! Your old Irish boy is back ladies and gentlemen, oh holy mackerel it has been FOREVER since I wanted to make a return to wrestling even after losing to the old man ChuckleNuts Matthews. God it feels like a lifetime just went by! Oh lordly lord, the time sure flew by hasn't it?

Or... Has it?!

Yes I am back here in IWF, and in similar fashion to the past, I make a return similarly to the first time I first started here! What a shock! On the second show back of IWF? This Resurgence?! Why was I not informed about IWF's return SOONER?! Man it feels so good to be back home where I belong. Makes me wonder why Steel never told me the truth you know?

But thats not the point cause he isn't coming back. *wuss*

The point is, I am back! The true and only IWF Original of the Insurgency is here, hes back, and hes here to kick some rooty tooty booty baby! And you know what? It feels so good to be back home. It feels so much better to the fact that not only am I making my in-ring return from the grave, I come back to face a man who scouted me out to bring me to the IWF! Jason fricking Hawk! How about that shit? I come home to face the former IWF Full Throttle Champion, the best, the longest, and the most awesomest FT Champion in history.

For me, this is awesome cause I finally get to show Hawk what I could've done to him, had he NOT become the GM of IWF for some reason back in the day and TOOK that FT title from him because thats what I do. I defy the odds and kick people's faces in. Because everyone knows what a Libbeh does, and if you don't your in for a real shocker folks. I kick people's faces in, I do a Worm or two, and I dance all over the ring, because I am a cocky son of a bitch.

Hawk; you may've forgotten about me, or you know, never cared about me in the past. Brotha you should never have taken your eyes off the prize mate. I am THE IWF Superstar because I was self taught *with a little imput from Connor O'Shannon* and I taught myself how to do the things I do! You think you can beat the king of the Pyramid match? I never needed to win those matches to tell you how intense they were! I literally broke bones and became in two once upon a time to be in there!

But you know what Jason? You're gonna be sorry that you never looked for me. Cause once its all said and done, you're gonna be needing some Irish Shots after the match! See you then!

Out!