Holding the lion's share

Location: IFW Arena.
Date: September 11th, 2011
Time: 8:38 P.M

As I got up after pinning the Ninja who is laying on the floor completely out cold, I stood on top of the nearest turnbuckle and held my title high in the air. All that time mixed emotions flowed through my mind while I stared right at the camera that was focused on me. I held one finger at the screen and said "That's one!" The moment I said that, those same words would echo inside my head as I thought......

"Yes that's one down, and only a few more to go."

Then my expression would take a sudden turn as I jumped off the turnbuckle and rolled out of the ring. I stormed out towards the ramp and into the backstage area ignoring the cheering fans as some of them tried to reach out and touch me. I just shrugged it off and kept walking my breathing heavy and my face twisted in anger, I moved past the other workers and made my way to my locker room then slammed the door behind. That's when I just let it all out as I yelled in an enraged roar and clutched my hand into a fist and brought it down on the closest object I could hit which was a table. The resulting impact caused the legs of the table to break apart as it collapsed like a house of cards. I knew I was losing it, I need to calm down and so I grabbed my chair and sat down. I buried my hands into my face and ran them through the strands of my hair all the while trying to steady my breathing. I knew what was wrong with me: I was getting restless, I was hoping for another worthy opponent, a decent match. Yet my opponent didn't even put up so much as an ounce of fight in that title bout. It took me less than a minute to take him down, it was just three moves later and he was out like a light. Trust me there was no need to check on him to see if he was out knocked out; he's in dream land, out of his body, brain on vacation. Might as well leave him a message and while you’re at it, give him the license plate number of the armor truck that ran him over.

The thing that pissed me off the most about that match was that before it happened, I was at the interviewing room talking about him. I had hoped that my speech would spark a fire in him, and MAYBE get him riled up enough that he would give me a good match. Instead he became my attack dummy, and he fell down faster than a piano being dropped. I was beyond disappointed; I was frustrated after that match. However I couldn’t afford to lose it in front of the whole audience. It would look bad for me and I don't want to allow petty moments like these to ruin a good thing that I'm having right now. So I left as fast as I could and you could tell that I was mad at something however I wasn’t even close to mad. Words could not even begin to describe how angry I was, but I calmed myself real quick. Usually I'm very calm and focused, it really takes a whole lot to make me angry but this was it. However I can't just dwell on this matter all day. The Ninja was clearly not ready for a title shot, which honestly begs the question why they gave him one when he clearly showed that he didn't earn it. Oh well I guess you can't always get what you want right?

Well I know one thing.......I'm craving for some competition.

However for now I need some cooling off and this was not the place for it. So I took my belongings and my belt and made my way outside where my ride awaits. I got inside and started the engine and sped off into the night, all that time I thought about my behavior just a few moments ago. I know it wasn’t anyone's fault; however what's done is done. Right now I just didn't care as I arrived at my house; if there is once positive thing that I can say about this day is that at least I can look forward to tomorrow. Tomorrow I get to go to the mall with some friends, and knowing the people I'm gonna hanging around with, it's not going to be a dull day.



Location: Yuko's house
Date: September 12th, 2011.
Time: 9:39 A.M

[Define your meaning of war
To me it's what we do when we're bored
I feel the heat coming off from the blacktop
And it makes me want it more.]

I woke up to the sound of my cell phone ringing on my table next to me. I reached with my left hand and grabbed it as I checked to see who it was. It was Brian; I sighed deeply as I sat up from my bed and pushed the answer button.

"Great" I thought, sounds like Brian is not happy with me for some reason. It seems like a habit now, he always accusing me of some lame nonsense that I obviously didn't have any part of. However I knew if I ignore this then Brian is not going to leave me alone. Once we are at the mall, I know I'll never hear the end of it from him.

I hung up without even waiting for a response; I was having a good dream until that rude awakening. Well now that I was up, I opened up my closet and randomly picked some clothes out and headed for the shower. After 15 minutes of bathing I got out and put on my clothes. I then combed my hair a tad and brush my teeth for a few good moments, after I decided I look at least presentable, I headed outside with my jacket on and made my way to Brian's house.


Location: Moonlight Mall
Date: September 12th, 2011
Time: 2:26 P.M


It is a breezy day as the wind was blowing cold gust scattering loose leafs across the feild. I zipped up my jacket and pulled the collar closer to my face as I walked down the sidewalk with Duke Dice right beside me. His brown hair covered up in that fedora hat of his, which doesn’t really match his dark brown jacket. I just looked at him as he kept walking straight not even bothering to notice me. I just turn away and observed the area around me: large trees surrounding the place with the branches swaying in the wind as new leafs fall off and spread like snowflakes onto the solid earth. There are some lampposts in the distance followed with some metal benches. This is the downtown national park, a nice place to be if your wanting some alone time with a loved one. This is the one path that I know that leads right to where the Moonlight Mall is located and that is where we are heading right now. However as we continued to head towards our destination, I couldn’t help but feel like to talking to Duke right now. After what happened between me and Brian with him giving me a weird look and chewing me out for a good hour or so, I need to break to the silence because I need to get this off my chest.

Duke Dice then let's out a chuckle as I frowned.

Duke's statement really annoyed me, but in a way he's right. I am for a lack of a better term, a chick magnet. The perfect example was when Claira fell head over heels for me. Not to mention every time I head towards the IWF building, crowds would often gather and 85% of them would be girls and about 75% of them flashed their boobs at me more than once. I don't know maybe it's because of my nature, my risk taking methods appeal to them. I mean I know I'm good looking and all but give me a break! I'm not a pretty boy or anything; I'm just a good hearted warrior who wants to test himself against other opponents.

He does have a good point; Brian can be really obnoxious sometimes to the point where he just won't shut up. Then again that's whenever he's really hungry and even then, he can be pretty blandishing at times. I swear I don't understand what a girl like Mira sees in a person like Brian. I think the main reason why me and Duke hang out with him is one we feel sorry for him and two, we respect his mother who is really nice and works hard to keep her family afloat.

Duke just shook his head as he turned to me with a sly smile on his face.

I smiled as I nodded to him, that's one thing I like about Duke; he knows how to have a good time no matter who rolls with him.

We then approach the end of the park where we can see the mall from across the street. The streets were pretty busy as groups of cars would pass side by side along the road. We walked to where one of the traffic signals is located and I pushed on the walk button. We stood there for a few moments before the walk signal turned green and we power walked across the road passing by a few cars and I jumped on the sidewalk and stretched myself out. Me and Duke traded glances then we turned our focus on the mall. We soon saw the figure of Brian standing near the entrance pacing around with his hands shoved down his jean pockets. I called his name as we approached him and he just gives up a dirty look as if to say "You guys have any idea how long I've waited for you?"

Brian just shrugged as all three of us walked inside the mall and looked around the various stores that decorated the place. Everything from clothes, makeup, and food stores, game stores, candy stores, music, sporting goods, you name it they pretty much have it here. We took one of the escalators to the 2nd balcony where they had some hotdog and pretzel stands around the area. We pass by them all and continued to walk around and scan the place, as the sky got darker and the moon was out, I looked at Duke and Brian as we all walked side by side. For some odd reason I felt like we were playing a scene from the Lost Boys, with Duke in the middle as our leader and Brian on the left trying to look cool and I..........well I look like myself. After walking around for what seemed like hours, we made up to the 3rd floor. I broke off from the group temporally to buy myself a drink as I was getting thirsty and then I took a detour in the candy store to get some minty gum. I walk outside and saw both Brian and Duke sitting at a table not fair from where I was. I walked over and joined up with them, sipping on my drink as I felt the cool breeze brushing against my skin. Brian who was grumbling and groaning then sat back from his chair and let out a annoyed sigh.

Me and Duke traded warning glances as I thought "uh oh here he goes" one thing I really hate about Brian is that once he starts saying he's hungry he will never shut up. Duke Dice must have gotten the right idea because he swung an arm around Brian's neck and pulled him towards him.

Brian then turned around and we followed where he was looking at: There was a panda express stand just a few yards away from us. This Vietnamese guy who looks to be in his 50's is too busy cooking eggrolls on a open fire and then wrapping them in paper then setting them on a grill sheet with the fire set on a low flame just enough to keep the rolls nice and piping hot. Brian looks back and his mouth is watering a little bit, he then starts patting on his jeans and then the pockets on his sweater before he let's out an angry groan. How typical, he must have left his wallet at home again, a bad habit that Brian has been trying and failing to break.

Brian then turned to me with a desperate look on his face.

I lied of course; I had plenty of money on me. However one rule I've always learn was never to lend Brian any money. Not only does he handle his money well, he has a habit of not paying back even after telling you time and time again that he will. He still owes me $40 for all those times that I let him burrow.

However Brian seems unfazed by this setback, he just smiles and gets up from his chair.

And so Duke gets off of his chair and I do the same, I watch the two walk towards the Panda Express stand while I moved to the nearby railing. I took a big gulp from my drink and then spit it out in the form of a gentle mist, it felt good when it touched my skin and even more so when the wind blew in my face. I wipe the stuff off with my hand as I look back at Brian who is whispering something in Duke's ear while the Vietnamese guy who is working at the stand keeps doing his routine not paying any attention to them. I just lean on the railing chewing my gum as I watch the scene from a safe distance. Duke then walks up the stand while Brian is hanging on the far side.

I just shook my head as I turned away to look at the lights and the night sky. The dark cloud above suggest we might have some rain tonight as I keep looking around the area and then found something that caught my eye. It was a poster of a pretty woman in a dress right next to the mall theater. I could swear that I heard mesmerizing music playing on the surround speakers as I'm drawn into the poster. I thought about Kurumi, and pictured myself and her dressed at local dance club and it was just the two of us dancing in the spotlight. It was just us, no one else; we just looked at each other and smiled as we waltz in the twilight. My daydream would suddenly end when I heard a yell followed by some shouting and noise. I quickly turned to see Brian who was reaching his hand to grab one of the eggrolls but ended up burning his hand as he grabbed it because it was really hot. This would catch the attention of the Vietnamese cook who now points an accusing finger at Brian.

Duke got smart and backed off while Brian stood there with the eggroll in his hands. The way I see it Brian has two options: He can either lied to the guy and tell him that he meant to buy the item, or he can return the eggroll and leave. Well he went with a third option which was to take the eggroll and run like hell.

I watch the cook give chase as the two guys run through the mall. Brian isn’t fast but then again neither was the cook, they seem to be moving in slow motion as Brian dodges people left and right. He bumps into an old woman who screams and accidently pulls the fire alarm. I continued to watch the cook chase Brian around when I see them heading for the elevator on the other side. I tilted my head to the left and saw that it was opened but it then started to close. If Brian could get into the elevator in time, he would escaped with the eggroll if not he would be trapped. His arms were pumping and he was holding onto that eggroll like a track field baton. He makes a big leap for the elevator but would fall very short as it close right in front of him. The cook caught up and grabbed him by the arm, Brian tried fighting back but the guy had a grip of iron. Brian would kick the guy and tried to wrestle with the guy but he was too strong and would soon overpower him and force him into the ground as the cops come running up the stairwell while the other people just looked at the scene and wondered what just happened. I would run around to other end getting past the people as I watched one of the officers walk up to where the cook has Brian in a arm lock.

Brian just threw the eggroll at the cop's feet as he picks it up. He then turns to the cook who is still holding Brian down.

Just then the old woman who Brian knocked over walked up to the other police officer and pointed at Brian.

Then two cops just look at each and then one of them goes to where to cook is and hands him the eggroll. The cook just grabs the eggroll and he walks away while the cop grabs Brian and puts him in handcuffs. He then pulls Brian up and escorts him down the stairs. Meanwhile me and Duke who just caught up with me just sat there and watched Brian as he gets taken out of the mall.

I just nodded my head as I drank what was left of my drink and flicked the bottle like a cigarette butt. It landed right inside a trashcan as me and Duke walked outside the mall and made our way back through the park where our rides await us.


Location: IWF building
Date: Unknown
Time: Unknown


So let's get started shall we? I heard that I'm going to be defending my title yet again. Alright who's the numbskull that I get to bash this week? Some guy named Matt Young. Wasn’t he that same person that I did a final judgment from 20 feet in the air and drove him right through the announce table? Oh by the way how's that spine of yours feeling today? Last I heard from you, Jason Hawk fired your sorry butt because apparently you can't win a match to save your life. Looking at your current record right now, I can already see that you will be easy pickings for me. My only hope is that you'll last longer than that other guy who fought for my title.

Speaking of that you were in that same match invitational as the Ninja, and as I have already mentioned before, I sent your sorry carcass straight into la la land. Well guess what? Now you got a title shot, I hope you’re happy. Because once I'm done moping the floor with you, you are going to realized that in here only the strong will move on. The weak will most likely be left behind and unless you can prove yourself to me in our match (and believe me I have my doubts) you’ll be left in the dust. Right now I'm a lion who is settling for scraps and what not, which is fine because clearly they are pushing me to become the next IWF Heavyweight champion. I mean hell they are practically handing me the opportunity on a silver platter. The fact that I'm going up against posers like you is all the proof I really need.

I mean let's be fair here, what chance have you got against me?

You don't, you just simply don't. All you ever do is talk about how you will become a champion and blah blah blah, well you want to be a champion? Here's your chance right here, put up or shut up.

I really hope you bring your AAA game pal, because it's going to take everything you have to take this title away from me. You think what I did to you at FTA was bad? Trust me that was just a mere sample of the pain that you're going to receive.

The cage is open and the lion awaits, step in...............if you dare.