Chapter Six: Mr.Steal Yo Girl: 7,740 Words: At Least I Got Ma Bitch Back

Guest

Hanson and Russell
could be seen on their break, sitting down and looking down at the lower level
of the building where guests to the gym were working out and subscribed members
were training. Behind them came James Shark holding a small video camera with wires
hanging out of it. He dropped it on the floor and both men turned around
looking at him.

JFRESH: This belong to any of you mandems?

They both looked at
it then back at James and shook their heads. Suddenly James picked it up then
placed it on a small table beside them and smashed it with his cast.

JFRESH: Bitch ass nigga won’t be spying on us no more.

He walked off but
with what James had just said both Hanson and Russell looked confused and were
curious, so they followed James as he walked back into his personal room.

Hanson Cottle: Someone working for Stygian was spying on you?

James shook his head and cocked a smile.

JFRESH: Nah nigga
nah, 8 foot stacked up piece of doo doo Stygian too broke to afford people to
do his dirty work ma nigga, this motherfucker did it himself, he spying on ma
ass.

Russell stepped forward still looking confused.

Russell Purgavie: How did he get them in here?

James didn’t know how to answer that question but Hanson turned to Russell.

Hanson Cottle: If
Stygian really did this, he could have just walked in, this gym is open to the
public. He could’ve just walked upstairs and placed them wherever he pleased.
Of coarse he would have to disguise himself so he wouldn’t stand out…

Russell wasn’t convinced.

Russell Purgavie: How does an 8 foot tall guy not stand out?

James groaned and stepped forward.

JFRESH: Why is your black ass always so damn negative about shit?

Russell just stared at him.

JFRESH: Last week,
you and Lillian were having an argument about me and shit. Thanks to both of
yall for making that shit public.

Russell made a face.

Russell Purgavie: Making it public?

James nodded and cocked a smile.

JFRESH: This nigga
Stygian… that same day he aired out a promo and talked about how Lillian was my
biggest follower, how she did a good job at hyping me up, he talked about how
you were smart and right, how knocking out sparring partners won’t do shit and
how I stuck a action figure up ma ass.

Karly Zedic: You… you stuck an action figure up your ass?

Hanson and Russell
stepped to the side to realize Karly was behind them. She walked over to James
and gave him a kiss on the cheek, she was holding a baby bag around her
shoulder, a bag that had teddy bears on it and had a baby bottle sticking out
of it.

Hanson Cottle: What are you doing with a baby bag on you?

James swallowed hard and stepped forward.

JFRESH: Babysitting. Gyaldem does babysittng.

Russell laughed

Russell Purgavie:
Your rich, you do modelling and… stuff, what are you doing looking after
babies?

James turned to look
at Karly, he had nothing to say that would lower their suspicion, by the
looks of things Karly had nothing to say either.

Hanson Cottle: The better question is who would leave you with their child?

Both men laughed,
before they could ask any more questions James put his hand on her back and
walked her out of the room.

JFRESH: The fuck are you doing?

Karly shook her head looking down at the ground.

Karly Zedic: I’m sorry… I forgot it was supposed to be a secret.

She looked up at him rolling her eyes and looking away. James put his arm on her shoulder.

JFRESH: I’ll let it out to the public when I’m ready.

Karly smiled, it was a cold smile.

Karly Zedic: Let it out to the public or let it out to Latoya?

James looked away then looked back down at Karly.

JFRESH: Listen, I found cameras.

Quickly changing the subject.

Karly Zedic: Cameras?

He lifted his left hand up and showed her the camera he had found.

JFRESH: Stygian, he’s
been spying on my punk ass. I’m pretty sure I got all of them. This pussy ass
bitch knows he’s going to get his ass whooped and his title stolen so he’s
doing pretty much everything he can to get the advantage going into this match.

He looked down at his right hand that was covered in a cast.

JFRESH: As if his punk ass don’t already got one.

She nodded her head.

Karly Zedic: So when are you going to tell her James? When can he see his father again?

James didn’t respond to her questions.

JFRESH: That 8 foot
motherfucker is one sick white boy, I found a camera in ma personal shower.

She didn’t react to his comment.

Karly Zedic: Give me
a date James, because I’m tired of waiting.

James took his hand off her shoulder.

JFRESH: I gotta train boo, I’ll holla at you later.

He turned around and
signalled for Hanson and Russell to come out, as they came out, they walked
towards the mats leaving Karly behind.

THE PAST

Lillian Shark: The baby, is he healthy?

Karly smiled nodding
her head. Lillian and James both sat with her in the living room. She smiled
and looked over at James before answering.

Karly Zedic: Very healthy.

Lillian smiled, James had no reaction. He had no reaction this whole time.

Lillian Shark: Where is he now? Where has he been this whole time?

Karly again looked at
James, he should be the one asking these questions. Either way Karly was happy
that Lillian was so understanding, that she was fine with all of this. Sure she
found it weird, a bit creepy, but she didn’t question it, she liked it this way
rather than keeping things a secret. Maybe now she could bring the baby over to
the house, maybe now she wouldn’t make long drives to visit her own child,
maybe now she could be with her baby boy, maybe now her baby boy could be with
his own father.

Karly Zedic: He’s in the care of my parents. My mom and dad, they’re taking good care of him.

Lillian smiled again.

Lillian Shark: That’s great.

Lillian turned to look at James, he had no reaction.

Lillian Shark: So now that you’re a father…

Now he reacted, he
looked at Lillian, his eyes read anger, hatred, she hesitated a moment before
continuing.

Lillian Shark: Now
that you’re a father, you have to act more matured. You have to be a good
influence James, no more talks about your 12 inch, no more talks about… well…
no more being James Shark, or at least the character that is James Shark.

James looked away from Lillian and Karly.

Lillian Shark: No more raping random girls, no more pointless altercations, no mo-

JFRESH: I gotchu.

He interrupted her looking into her eyes.

Lillian and Karly smiled.

Karly Zedic: I want you apart of his live James.

Lillian nodded

Lillian Shark: Me too, and that’s why he has to change.

James shook his head.

JFRESH: I get what
you sayin… that don’t mean I’m agreeing to changing myself.

He stood up.

JFRESH: James Shark
ain’t no character, its who I am. I do ma thang, and I don’t care who sees. I
ain’t a father, and I ain’t know nothing about bein a father cuz…

He paused for a moment.

JFRESH: Cause I ain’t
ever had a father in ma life. I grew up without one, and I did just fine
without one. This kid… This kid of yours…

Karly stood up.

Karly Zedic: Our “Kid”.

JFRESH: Ye whatever, our kid… he’s better off without this young gangster.

Karly looked at her watch and shook her head smiling.

Karly Zedic: Okay Mr. Young Gangster, well I’m already late for a dentist appointment.

He shrugged.

JFRESH: Do yo thang Zedic.

Again she smiled.

Karly Zedic: Your visiting him next week James, our son, your visiting him.

James looked over at Lillian and she nodded, James shook his head.

JFRESH: I got shit to do.

Karly shrugged.

Karly Zedic: I wasn’t asking permission.

She leaned over and
gave him a kiss on the cheek then turned around and waved goodbye to Lillian as
she got up, grabbed her purse and walked out the door, James watched her leave.
Lillian came up to him and put her hand on his chin, turning his head slowly to
hers.

Lillian Shark: You
love her don’t you? She thinks you guys are just friends with benefits, but
you, you would like it to be more than that wouldn’t you?

James gave her a crazy look.

JFRESH: I don’t…

She stared hard at him and he just took a deep breathe.

JFRESH: What? You catching feelings or something? Getting a lil jealous?

She chuckles.

Lillian Shark: I’m
your wife yet I watched as you made Latoya your girlfriend, me and Latoya
watched as you brought home random skanks and hoes, slept with them, then
kicked them out of here, watched as you drool over any girl on the street. I’m
used to this whole thing James.

James laughed

JFRESH: You’re fucked up yo.

She laughs along with him then turns serious.

Lillian Shark: So just out of curiosity James, who do you love more?

He looked at her
beautiful face as she blinked at him flashing him a cute smile. He put his head
down and shrugged, he then turned around and began walking towards the door,
she followed him confused.

Lillian Shark: Where are you going?

He opened the door and slipped on his jordans.

JFRESH: To find Latoya Banks.

He began out the door
until Lillian grabbed his arm, he turned around and looked at her as she held
tight.

THE PRESENT:

James Shark dropped
to the floor. Dropped on his ass and took some deep breathes. Hanson Cottle
extended his arm out to him. James looked up at him and shook his head.

JFRESH: This is
bullshit, I can’t do shit, I can’t do what I want, this fucking cast dog…

James looked at it
with anger, looked at it wanting to just rip it off his hand.

JFRESH: It gets in
the way of everything, it’s heavy and it smells like shit.

Russell came behind
Hanson laughing, he had his arms crossed.

Russell Purgavie:
James, it has that smell because you are sweating, your hand is sweating, the
sweat is surrounded with the cast and it’s the moisture that’s giving off that
smell.

James stood up shaking his head.

JFRESH: It smells like shit yo

Both Hanson and Russell laughed again, but James was frustrated.

Hanson Cottle: You need to calm down James.

James put his hands out.

JFRESH: I’m a few
days away from a motherfuckin championship fight. Training is goin horrible,
you clipped me way too many times, my face hurts, my body hurts, I’m getting
taken down with eaze, and I’m getting picked apart.

Hanson and Russell looked at eachother.

JFRESH: And did I mention my fucking hand smells like shit.

Hanson Cottle: You
know maybe if you keep getting angry… you’ll sweat more, to the point where
that hand could be a lethal weapon with the smell alone, maybe you could just wave
that thing around Stygian’s nose and knock him out.

James chuckled then quickly wiped the smile off his face and shoved Hanson hard.

Russell Purgavie: Hey hey hey, calm down!

Russell got in between James and Hanson, trying to calm down James.

Russell Purgavie:
Training is not going right because you’re not allowing it to Shark. You have a
cast, you’re used to using your right hand for everything that you do in the
ring. You could still use it, just differently. We can show you the adjustments
you need to make you just need to calm down.

James kicked at the floor and groaned.

JFRESH: I just wanna
hurt this motherfucker man. I just wanna whoop his ass.

Hanson nodded his head.

Hanson Cottle: And you will.

James looked up at both of them.

JFRESH: I don’t even
care about the championship. I just want it to rub the thing in his face.

They both looked at
him confused, this was the first time they were hearing this.

JFRESH: I want him to
know that I made history at his expense. I want him to be the reason why people
are talking about me being the only motherfucker to hold the three main
championships in the IWF. I want him to watch as I hold that motherfucking
thing up in the air and I want him to watch and regret, regret he ever called
me out and regret he ever fucked with a nigga like me.

They both nod.

Hanson Cottle: You have the motivation, so let’s use it right now, for our sparring sessions.

James nodded

JFRESH: Yo I’m all for it.

Russell nodded smiling.

Russell Purgavie: Put
in 110% into this right now, and Stygian is going to lucky if he gets out of
that ring with his head on his shoulders.

James put his gear back on getting ready to spar shaking his head.

JFRESH: I don’t wanna take his head.

Now both Russell and Hanson were really confused.

JFRESH: This nigga took my hand, I wanna take his heart.

They both nodding smiling.

JFRESH: When most of
my mothafuckin opponents see my right hand swinging on them they get
overwhelmed with fear. I got a cast, you’d think when Stygian sees this cast
swinging on him he’s gonna get overwhelmed with fear, and he’d think so too.

Hanson and Russell stepped forward wondering where he was going with this.

JFRESH: That won’t be
the case. The scary thing ain’t when you could see ma right hand, its when you
can’t.

Russell shook his head.

Russell Purgavie: I don’t…follow?

James grinned looking at his cast.

JFRESH: I’m gonna
punch him, again and again. As hard as I can. I won’t aim for the chin, I’ll
aim for his nose, his cheeks, his eyes. I’ll close one eye, then I’ll close the
next, fuck, I might just close both with one punch. With his eyes closed he
won’t see the right hand, the left hand, the knee, the elbow, or whatever is
being thrown at him, he’ll be helpless, a motherfuckin ant under a magnifying
glass on a sunny day, he’ll be my victim, my bitch.

James handed his left
hand over to Hanson for him to tie the glove.

JFRESH: Like I said,
he took my hand, I’m gonna take his heart. I’m gonna take his heart and fuckin
piss on it.

THE PAST:

James drove down the
busy night streets of New York. It was around 1 in the morning but the streets
were still very busy. He looked up at the piece of paper that Lillian gave him,
the piece of paper that he left hanging above him on the mirror. The piece of
paper read out Latoya’s address, she told Lillian that she had rented out an
apartment building and gave Lillian the address to visit her sometime.

As he came to a stop
with the red light in front of him he began to think about what lead him to
come see Latoya, began to think about what he would say to her this late.

BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP

His thoughts came to
an end with the loud sounds of honking behind him. He rolled down his window
and stuck out his middle finger as he drove, he hadn’t realized how quick the
light change. As he made a turn into the building he believed was the one on
the piece of paper, he came across a security guard.

Secruity Guard: Yes?

James just stared at
him from his car window, he gave the guard a weird look.

JFRESH: What?

The security guard
didn’t even look at him, he had his eyes on the computer monitor in front of
him.

Secruity Guard: What do you want!?

James hands began to
shake as it lay on the steering wheel. He hated when people talked to him like
that, there were very few men who talked like that to him in person, of course
he experienced many men talking like that to him in front of cameras and miles
away, but rarely in person.

JFRESH: The fuck do you think I’m doing here, I’m visiting someone.

The security guard
still had his eyes on the computer, from the reflection James realized he was
playing Spider Solitaire. James shook his head in annoyance.

Secruity Guard: Who? give me the name.

James made a face and
held back from getting out of the car and smashing the computer monitor over
the guy’s head.

JFRESH: Latoya, Latoya Banks.

The security guard laughed shaking his head.

Secruity Guard: Is
this a prank or something? Your not reffering to the one from that wrestling
company are you? The one that’s from here in New York City?

He finally looked out, but it didn’t seem like he could see James from the darkness around him.

JFRESH: Lemme through yo.

He laughed again.

Secruity Guard: I would imagine a woman like that lived in some sort of mansion or whatever.

James groaned.

JFRESH: Nigga I’m 10
seconds away from getting out of this car.

The security guard
then took a closer look and leaned out of his window, he recognized James from
the commercials and his jaw almost dropped.

Secruity Guard: Holy shit, you’re that guy, wow, hey man!

James just stared up at him.

JFRESH: 5 seconds away…

The security guard
quickly pressed a button allowing him to go through. As James drove in he could
hear the guard shouting out to him to give him an autograph on his way back. He
shook his head again annoyed but began to wonder why a building so ghetto would
install a fancy security system, but that didn’t matter now, he just wanted to
find Latoya. As he parked the car and walked into the building he was happy to
see a couple exiting the building to let him in, he didn’t want to take the
risk of Latoya not buzzing him in.

He looked at the
piece of paper. Lillian wrote down that Latoya lived on the tenth floor. He
pressed the button to the elevator and could see that the elevator was on the
P2 level, the parking lot, as it came up to the G floor, he waited as the door
opened, inside he locked eyes with a sexy blonde business woman who was
obviously going home from a long day at work, she looked him up and down.
Usually he would take this opportunity to “lift her skirt up, rip those panties
open and swag out that pussy” but today was different, today he had to get
Latoya back.

Blonde: Hey

James walked in and nodded his head at her.

JFRESH: Hey yo’self.

She smiled and bit
her lips. James could see that she pressed the tenth floor, he looked up at the
ceiling as if Black Jesus was tempting him. He could feel her looking at him
from the side of his eye as the elevator door closed. She wanted him to talk,
she wanted him to start a conversation, but instead he whipped out his phone
and began to look through it. As they got to the tenth floor, he quickly made
sure he was the first one out, he turned left and he could hear the woman
following behind him. He found the door 1023. He stood in front of it and
hesitated, but then he could feel the blonde woman just standing behind him, he
slowly turned his head to see her standing behind him confused.

Blonde: Um…

James confused,
backed away and let her go through, she stepped in front of him and put her key
in the hole and turned it, before opening it she turned around at James and
looked at him funny.

Blonde: Okay good
looking… muscular… black man. Any specific reason why your standing outside my
door?

He looked at her funny this time, wondering if she was serious.

JFRESH: Say what?

She laughed then studied him.

Blonde: Are you hear to see… Latoya or should I call the police?

That caught him by surprise.

JFRESH: The fuck? How do you know her?

She frowned.

Blonde: Latoya? She’s my roommate why?

Now everything made sense, he laughed out loud. The blonde woman looked confused.

JFRESH: Dayum gurl, shit was pretty weird, ye, I’m here to see Latoya, wanna go get her for me?

She smiled at him opened the door but then slowly turned around as if remembering something.

Blonde: Are you her like… brother or something?

JFRESH: Nah b, boyfriend.

James smiled but the blonde’s smile quickly disappeared. She made a face and took out her cellphone.

Blonde: Maybe I should call the police

James still had the smile on his face.

JFRESH: Quit playin and get yo fine ass in there and reach Latoya over here.

But the blonde wasn’t kidding she began dialing.

JFRESH: Da fuck are you doing?

She looked up at him with hesitation.

Blonde: Latoya doesn’t have a boyfriend.

James heart began to beat, now his smile was quick to disappear, his anger began to show.

JFRESH: The fuck are you talking about?

Blonde: She doesn’t have a boyfriend because she went out to…

She hesitated, and
James could tell she had the wrong idea, had the idea that maybe James was a
stranger, maybe he wanted to hurt Latoya and was making everything up.

Blonde: She went out
to see another man, so your clearly not her boyfriend, if she did, she wouldn’t
have gone out looking so good to impress another guy.

Now he could feel his heart drop.

JFRESH: Where?

She shrugged and looked at the phone, deciding if she should press the dial button or not.

Blonde: Why should I tell you?

But before he could answer she could see how hard he was trying to fight off tears.

JFRESH: I wanna stop her from making a mistake.

He sniffed and pulled out his wallet and showed her a picture.

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The woman looked at it and smiled, she looked up at James and gave him back the photo.

Blonde: She’s at club 69.

James gave her a weird look.

Blonde: Don’t worry,
its just a regular club with a stupid name. She should be on the dance floor
near the bar.

He nodded and smiled, put the picture back in his pocket and began to walk away.

Blonde: Hey wait.

He turned around.

Blonde: What’s your name?

James stared at her and smiled.

JFRESH: James.

She smiled back at him.

Blonde: Good luck James.

James chuckled.

JFRESH: I’m Mr.Steal yo Girl. I don’t need no damn luck.

THE PRESENT

The media and press
surrounded Hanson and Russell outside of the “12 inches of Confidence” training
center and gym. They were both wearing t-shirts of NYE with a photo edited
image of James Shark holding the High Impact Championship, the back of their shirts
read “JFRESH” then under it “High Impact Champion 2012”. The media and
reporters all snapped photos of their shirts and nodded smiling, it wasn’t a
surprise, this shirt was something they could see James Shark wearing.

Reporter: What
advantages do you think Stygian has against James, and what advantages do you
guys think James poses against Stygian?

Hanson nodded at the question then leaned in closer to the microphone.

Hanson Cottle:
Stygian is a tall man, and a very big man. He’s strong and he uses his strength
very well. He has a physical advantage against James Shark, and he also has a
bit of a mental advantage. I’m sure you and him would think that he’s in
Shark’s head because James is in a cast.

They all nodded, Hanson looked at Russell, and Russell nodded, leaning towards the microphone.

Russell Purgavie:
Unfortunetly for Mr.Stygian that isn’t the case. James Shark is ready for this
match, he has his eye on the prize, and he’s motivated then ever before. It’s
going to be a good match.

Reporter: What threats does Shark pose against Stygian?

Hanson smiled, he forgot to answer that one, he didn’t think it needed an answer.

Hanson Cottle: Well
Stygian is going up against James Shark, Shark has impressive wrestling and
submission skills to back up his heavy hands, he just doesn’t like to show them
off, other than that, facing James Shark in the big stage, in a hyped up event,
on a stage where the lights are on extra bright and the seats are sold out, and
in an event where people have to pay to watch? That’s a whole new Shark, that’s
a whole new man, that’s a big threat.

They all nodded, a new interviewer came forward and stuck their microphone towards both men.

Reporter: Stygian
talked about meeting James Shark in Japan, talked about James Shark in NLWF and
how he and Shark had an altercation and a few words were exchanged because
Shark didn’t want to spend time with Stygian who was a big fan, has Shark
spoken out about that to any of you?

Russell shook his head but Hanson nodded.

Hanson Cottle: He
said Stygian is a grown man who still drinks with straws. A grown man who still
takes bubble baths, and a grown man who still wears diapers.

Everyone laughed but Hanson was serious.

Russell Purgavie:
Stygian is trying to play victim and get the fans that hate him on his side for
this one night so that everyone will be counting Shark out, he just wants to
take away the confidence that James Shark has.

Hanson nodded.

Hanson Cottle:
Instead of doing all this talking about James Shark’s past life and putting up
cameras in our training center, he should be more focused on his championship,
because we guarantee that he will get beat up just like he did on Battle
Grounds, but even worse this time around, and he’s going to lose that
championship.

Many reporters raised their hand, Russell picked one.

Reporter: Stygian put up cameras in your training center??

Both men nodded.

Russell Purgavie: In
his current interviews and promos he was talking about some events that
occurred inside our training center, James did some investigation and found
some hidden cameras.

Reporter: Does Stygian know?

Guest

Hanson laughed

Hanson Cottle: Of
course he checked to see what James Shark has been doing lately but hasn’t been
able to because we smashed his cameras. There’s no point in talking to him or
his camp about it though because he will only do what he has been doing for the
past week and a half.

Russell continued for Hanson.

Russell Purgavie:
Talk, talk, talk, talk and talk. Deny, deny, deny and deny.

They all nodded their heads, another reporter stepped forward.

Reporter: Everyone is
pretty much saying that Shark’s match with Stygian is going to be the best
match on the card, and out doing the Main Event with Dark Archangel and Brandon
Macdonald, I was wondering if the two of you have those expectations.

Russell nodded his head.

Russell Purgavie:
Most definetly, James Shark is never in a boring matchup, he brings excitement
into his promos and brings excitement into the ring. With a cast or not, just
be sure to see him out there taunting Stygian and getting in his face real
fast.

Some of them cheered in excitement, Hanson leaned into the microphone.

Hanson Cottle: To be
honest I have to say no. Nobody is expecting Dark Archangel to beat Brandon
Macdonald, and nobody is really expecting Stygian to beat James Shark. Although
there are many people on Stygian’s side that are betting against James because
of his hand, nobody truly believes Stygian is going to retain his title. I
expect Dark Archangel to lose, I expect Stygian to get demolished. What this
means is I expect Dark Archangel to put up more of a fight then Stygian.

They all nodded. Another one stepped forward.

Reporter: Has James been sparring with a lot of men that are 8 foot tall in this camp?

They both laughed shaking their head.

Russell Purgavie:
It’s hard to find a man that could match Stygian’s physique, we had the same
problem we did with Shark’s last match. We could find some men who were about 8
feet but were really lanky and skinny, or we could find men who were about 8
feet but were overweight. Either way there have been a lot of knockouts.

The reporter frowned.

Reporter: Stygian
said in one of his recent promos that a sparring partner is a sparring partner
and it isn’t the rea-

Hanson interrupted

Hanson Cottle: Well
obviously Stygian needs to shut his mouth and listen to his girlfriends because
he didn’t look so impressive in his last outing with James landing whatever he
threw at him.

The reporter nodded stepping away but then quickly turned around.

Reporter: One more thing, where is James Shark right now?

Hanson and Russell looked at each other and both shrugged.

SHOOT

(Turns on Camera)

Yo, I just wanna same
something real quick. This goes out to you and you only, you know
who you are motherfucker.

(glares at camera)

I just want your punk
ass to know that I’m ready. Ready and re-motivated. I’ve been doin all the
right things and I’m confident I’m gonna get your belt. The last time I was
this confidence I took out three men in one night and held the Full Throttle
Championship around my shoulder. The last time I was this ready, I took out Dan
Alexander and placed the IWF Heavyweight Championship around ma waist. Those
last time’s, I felt like I do now, and I got those belts.

(Tilts head to the side)

You really truly
believe that you’re going to come into my ring and pull a white rabbit out of
your 8 foot magical ass and shock the world and pull off an upset and retain
your title?

(Shakes his head)

Well unfortunately
for you, this ain’t no fucking fairy tale, and our rivalry ain’t gonna end with
a happy ending. The black man is gonna steal from the white boy, and you, the
white boy, won’t do a damn thing about it, just like you did when I clocked you
in the face a month ago and had you doin the stanky leg.

Where did this all
start though? This beef between me and you? Did it start in Japan when I
rejected yo punk ass or did it start when I fucking rocked you in front of
millions of people that had to pay to see?

(rubs chin)

The beef with me and
yo punk ass? Well it started like this, once upon a time an 8 foot tall stacked
up piece of shit named Stygian… that would be you, decided to call ma black ass
out during the PPV: Pick Your Poison. You did something most people don’t have
the balls to do. You looked me in the eye from all the way in the ring, and
called me out. I leaped up outta my chair, I made my way into that ring, and I
socked yo ass, absolutely clocked you. I punched you in the face, dazed you,
stumbled you, and embarrassed you in front of millions of people. Thousands in
attendance, the millions who ordered on their dish, and the millions who viewed
it for free on their desktop. You didn’t do shit. That same night I went to
Rick Christian and I told that goofy white boy that I wanted to face you, that
I wanted to take your title away from you, that I wanted to take it out of your
hands and make you realize I’m the wrong nigga to fuck with.

(Grins)

Two weeks later, you
bein the stupid motherfucker that you are, decided to break my hand.

(Shrugs)

A couple days after
that, you decide to talk about my past life, NLWF, my mom dying, me living on
the streets…

(Shakes head)

You can’t do that shit, you can’t talk about shit like that.

(Glares at the camera lens)

This beef between me and you? It’s fuckin personal.

I hope you had fun with
that shiny lil belt while it lasted… cause yo punk ass ain’t gonna have it
long.

(nods)

This match is gonna
be match of the year, I’m tellin you. You’re taunting me, you’re sticking out
the championship in my face, and you’re sayin “I’m right here, come get it”. I
Just want to rip your belt off of your waist, make it mine, steal it from you.
That’s all I care about. I don’t give a fuck about the beef we have or my right
arm, all I care about is stripping you from that championship, I don’t care
about nothing else. This is my career, this is my life, this is what I do. This
is about making history and becoming the first man in IWF to hold three
different IWF Championships on different occasions. This is what I do, shock
the world. I’m comin to put it all on the line, and that High Impact
Championship is gonna be comin to me. I’m gonna hunt you down motherfucker,
steal your heart, your bitches, your championship, your head, I’m gonna leave
you with nothing. Squat shit.

(cocks a smile)

And at the end of the
night, if you’re not willing to give me what I want, it’s gonna come down to me
breaking my foot off in your 8 foot ass to get it.

If you think I’m
intimidated to wrestle with you I think it’s great you’re under that
impression. I’m not a one trick pony no more and I think it’s finally time to
show off my wrestling to its full potential. My prediction is that your punk
ass is gonna get tossed around like a fucking rag doll.

(leans close to the camera, it focuses on Shark’s eyes)

You’re going to look
into my eyes and you’re going to just know you don’t deserve to be in the same
ring as me, let alone the same event as me. You’re going to get hit with this
fucking cast, and you’re going to know you’re going to lose the fight. You made
a mistake doing the talking that you did, doing the stunts that you pulled, and
you’re going to be making a mistake fucking walking down that ramp, climbing
those steps and stepping into the ring with me. I’m gonna bust your ass.

(leans back and shakes head)

Nigga you’re not just
going up against “heavy handed” James Shark, you’re going up against one of the
very best Pound for Pound mandems in the world. I ruled the boxing ring, ruled
the octagon, ruled the IWF. Nigga what have you done? Like I said before ma
nigga, when I was in the NLWF knocking the fuck out of Rising Star Aaron O’Shea
you were working in the circus as one of them freak shows. All the kids wanted
to see the 8 foot tall ugly Stygian who could do fire queefs out of his pussy,
all the boys and girls threw pies at your motherfuckin face. Nigga you can’t
compare to me, I’m tired of spittin it, your name can’t be mentioned in the
same sentence as me, and after Sunday, it won’t.

(Takes out a stack of cash and places it on the table and shrugs)

I bet ma ass it
won’t.

The world will watch.
Lilah and Lilith will watch, and all it will take is just a few seconds.
O’Shannon won’t be between us, it’ll just be me and you Sty. And as soon as we
circle each other, as soon as your heart beats and you realize your fucked,
your game plan, your championship and your career is going to go out the
window, and that’s when I’m gonna lay these fists on you, and send you out that
same window.

Let’s end 2011 with a
bang, Imma put this giant to sleep.
James Shark, IWF High Impact Champion 2012, Holla at yo boy

(winks at camera, sticks middle finger up and turns it off)

THE PAST

Shark was on his way
to club 69 when he realized he didn’t want anything ruining his chance to talk
to Latoya. He wanted everything to go perfect, this could be his only
opportunity and he didn’t want to fuck it up. He realized if he just walked
into that club he would get called out upon by the DJ and he would be
surrounded by hundreds of girls looking to smush and guys looking for
autographs. He couldn’t afford that so he decided to make a quick stop home to
change his appearance and disguise himself a bit.

When he opened the
door and arrived home, he found Karly and Lillian sitting together on the
couch, Karly was showing her pictures of the baby, they both looked up and
smiled at him, he didn’t smile back.

Lillian Shark: Oh my God James, you have got to see these pictures.

James shook his head.

JFRESH: Nah

Lillian put her back
against the couch surprised by his decision, Karly looked shocked.

Karly Zedic: What the fuck?

James nodded his head
and walked away from them going upstairs to his room, once there, he opened up
his closet and looked for hats, glasses, and long sleeves to hide his tattoos,
he picked out the perfect outfit and threw it all on the bed. He turned around
about to change but Karly was at his door, standing there staring at him.

Karly Zedic: What’s your problem James?

He shrugged and took
off his pants, grabbed the jeans he had picked out and put them on then put his
belt around it, he took off his shirt then put a baggy sweater on himself then
looked at her as he grabbed his shoes.

JFRESH: I’m gonna go find Latoya.

She groaned not
hiding her feelings towards his decision. He grabbed his hat, flipped it
backwards and put his glasses on, he began out the room but she put her hand on
his chest, he looked down at her.

Karly Zedic: She doesn’t love you James.

James gave her a frown.

JFRESH: You don’t know her Zedic.

She bit her lips nodding her head.

Karly Zedic: Well I do know that she nearly killed the woman you loved.

From that sentence,
he instantly knew that Lillian had told her something she wasn’t suppose to.
James hid his emotions and shook his head.

JFRESH: I ain’t got no love for you, or that baby Zedic:

She opened her mouth wide with surprise, and he walked past her, down the stairs, and out the door.

THE PRESENT

Lillian and Karly sat
down looking up at the small television screen, they were talking amongst themselves
as the Ladder Match for the IWF Tag Team Championships had just ended. They
were talking about the match and talking about how great it was.

Lillian Shark: Shark
will out do them, his match is going to be better, I never seen him this
motivated before.

Karly nodded her head agreeing but then quickly turned towards Lillian putting her hand on her lap.

Karly Zedic: Isn’t his match up next?

They both turned
towards the television screen, it went black, then a video promo began to play,
flashing images of Stygian in the ring and flashing images of James Shark
seated in the crowd at Pick Your Poison could be shown.

Lillian Shark: James, you’re up!

But James wasn’t
listening, he was huddled up with Hanson and Russell, Hanson popped his head
out and called Lillian and Karly over. Team Swag had a tradition, a tradition
to huddle up in the locker room before a match and go over everything. Lillian
got up walking towards them, and Karly got up slower, groaning.

Karly Zedic: This is actually so gay.

They joined the three
men, it was silent for a moment, all you could hear was James Shark breathing
in and out, he looked focused, and he looked scary. It looked like he was
brainwashed or something.

Hanson looked up at
the television screen and signalled James Shark to look at the television,
James looked up to see him landing a barrage of punches on Stygian, then
knocking out Connor O’Shannon, then winning the match…

Then Stygian breaking
his hand, James just cocked a smile. Then put his head back down, then raised
it back up and cleared his throat.

This tradition always
had James Shark speaking out for his team. Even when he was the one going out
there and it was his match, he would speak out.

JFRESH: Tonight, Team
Swag is gonna shine. Team Swag ride or die, with us or against us, that’s what
it’s all about.

Everyone nodded their heads.

JFRESH: Stygian broke
my hand, but that wasn’t enough, this motherfucker came into our home uninvited
and placed cameras all over the place, this motherfucker came into our homes
and didn’t wipe his feet at the door, this motherfucker came into our homes and
used the toilet and just simply didn’t flush.

Karly made a face.

Karly Zedic: Okay… fucking Ew.

James nodded.

JFRESH: Tonight, what
I do out there is a result of the training I had, and it’s all thanks to yall.
He ain’t going up against me, he’s going up against the team.

He pointed at Hanson Cottle.

JFRESH: Hanson Cottle, professional K1 Kickboxer.

He pointed at Russell Purgavie

JFRESH: Russell Purgavie, Former wrestling champion and division one champion.

He pointed at Lillian Shark.

JFRESH: Lillian Shark, undefeated, three and oh.

He pointed at Karly Zedic.

JFRESH: Karly Zedic, undefeated, one and oh.

Russell laughed.

Russell Purgavie: Does that even count as being undefeated?

Karly pushed him away from the circle.

Karly Zedic: It does too asshole.

James ignored them and he knew who was missing, he put his head down.

JFRESH: Latoya Banks, four and one.

Karly made a face
when she heard Latoya’s name. As James nodded at himself.

JFRESH: I’m gonna
bring this championship home, and then once home, I’m throwing it out for the
garbage men to pick it up, cause I don’t give a fuck about it, all I care about
is fucking this guy up, and at the end of the day, after all that training, that’s
what it’s all about.

They all nodded.

James looked down at
his cast, earlier before coming to the arena, they had all signed it, he could
see all their signitures, except for Latoya’s. This kind of made him disappointed,
as she was the reason for him gaining his confidence back.

Suddenly a Staff member walked into their locker room, they all glared at him for not knocking.

Staff Member: I’m sorry but, James? James Shark? Hey man, it’s time, it’s time to go.

James nodded, he walked out the door with his team behind him.

JFRESH: I’m gonna represent for all yall, represent and win, I got this, we got this.

He stood behind the
curtains. It was quiet, he waited for his music to begin to play. Behind him he
could hear Hanson and Russell yelling out to him, things like “He’s in deep
water Shark, you smell blood”, “Bring it home Sharky”, “You got this”. Then
suddenly all the screams went dead silent, this broke off his concentration, he
turned around to see everyone looking at Latoya Banks.

Latoya Banks: Hey babe.

James couldn’t help
but drop his jaw. She came up to him and put her hands on his cheek, he could
watch Karly from behind Latoya, mumbling things.

JFRESH: Your match with Gina… it was supposed to be toni-

Latoya Banks: She got injured.

James nodded and Latoya smiled and kissed him on the lips.

Latoya Banks:
Besides, I can’t miss this, you’re about to make history. Become the first man
to hold three different IWF Titles. Your about to shut this guy up, and I can’t
wait to see it, because James, he desereves it, I want to see you… I want to
see you fucking kill him.

She started talking
with great emotions, emotions that could easily be with anger. James looked at
her confused.

JFRESH: You aight?

She nodded then shook her head.

Latoya Banks: When I
was coming here… Stygian was outside of his locker room, I didn’t know it was
him until I saw him holding the High Impact Championship…

James began to get his fists balled up, but it felt weird because only his left hand was balled up.

JFRESH: The fuck did he do to you?

Latoya shook her head.

Latoya Banks: Nothing babe nothing, he just said something like… “Look who showed up to the James
Shark Retirement Party”.

James quickly tried
to walk past her, to find Stygian, to whoop his ass right here and right now,
but Hanson and Russell quickly held James back and turned him around. Shark’s
music began to play, and he could hear the roar of the fans.

Hanson Cottle: James,
be patient ok? you’ll have all the time in the world once that bell rings, now
GO.

James nodded his head
in anger and walked right through the curtains, they all could hear the fans
scream louder as they could see James.

Lillian Shark: What a Jerk.

Latoya turned around.

Lillian Shark: To say something like that to you.

Latoya laughed.

Latoya Banks: Stygian didn’t say anything to me, I don’t even know what he looks like.

Lillian turned around to see Karly, Hanson and Russell all turn their eyes to Latoya in shock.

Latoya Banks: I know what I said…, but an angry James Shark… is a fucking dangerous James Shark.

Latoya smiled, and
walked back to the locker room, Lillian smiled in excitement but looked over at
Hanson and Russell they both looked worried. Hanson walked up to the curtains
and opened them, and watched James Shark in the ring.

Hanson Cottle: Or a James Shark that doesn’t think straight and makes mistakes…

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