Not long ago in a place far away.
The crowd is screaming and yelling at each other as money passes like the wind over the two men beating each other in the pen. The blood flies and groans and screams can be heard as bets were won and lost over the blood. Into this bazaar walked a curly haired man in a dusty blue shirt and a pair of worn blue jeans over his hard black boots. Given his 5' 8" stature it could be said that he should be lost in the mass that swirled around him, but he strode confidently through it and headed to a table in a little less noisy part of of the building. At the table sat a rather ragged man. His stench was almost palatable, and his fellow patrons gave him a wide berth.
Man- Why am I here? What could be so Important that I would want to come down here and endure your presence?
Ragged man- Sit down. Buy me a drink. Enjoy the show. Don't be in such a rush, & trust me you'll be glad you came. Could you flag down a waitress? She never seems to come by.
Man- Do you blame her? ..he flags over a waitress and orders a few drinks as she fades away he sits down at the table.. OK, why am I in this cess pit? Couldn't we have done this some where more open?
The crowd goes nuts as the fight ends and money exchanges owners and the next fight is called. The waitress deposits the drinks then hurriedly walks way.
Ragged Man- Do you and your friend still scout for talented people.
Man- Is this why I'm here? I told you no more scams If you wanna show me a client do it through the proper channels. That's why I have them so I don't have to endure the likes of you. ..he takes a swig from his drink and immediately spits it back up gagging for air...Christ ...he wheezed... that taste like turpentine.
Ragged man- Yep just might be. But tell me what you think about the kid in the ring. The one in the blue trunks.
Man- Scrawny, I'd say native american. What am I looking for?
Ragged Man- Just watch.
The crowd screams at the bell rings and again money start changing hands. The blood in the ring was like a wave and soon the kids' trunks were no longer blue. After what seems an eternity of pain finally the kid loses, and is dragged out the pen.
Man- So you brought me down here to see a kid bleed to death? I don't get it?
Ragged Man- Now what if I told you that He has been doing that for 5 days. Same results.
Man- Really? What does he earn?
Ragged man- Depends on the action in the ring he learned that the better the excitement the more he made. This last one was pretty good betting went well.
Man- He has taken a beating like that everytime?
Ragged Man- No .. he chuckles.. that first night was brutal the owners tossed him in as fodder for one of their favorites left him for dead in the pen but the next night he showed up again he fared a little better not as bad. But when he showed up the next night I called you.
The man leans back and thinks for a minute then stands up throws some money on the table.
Man- OK standard rate and next time send one of the others. How can they stand you?
Ragged Man- I get results. Case in point.
Later that evening..
The showers are hot and feels good against my bruises and it leaves a pleasant sting in the cuts that litter my body. I watch the blood swirl around the drain and it mesmerizes me as always. To have it flow from my body and vanish as if it never was. I hear the door open and a voice wafts through the steam.
Voice- What are you doing?
Wayne- Right now I'm sitting in the shower listening to a voice yell at me about taking a shower.
Voice- Why are you doing this?
Wayne- It gets me paid.
Voice- why would you care you've never looked at it, you don't know how much you've made. I don't ever hear about you saying, 'Hey, look what I bought with the money I won.' I bet you can't even tell me how much you won your last bout. I'm willing to pay you it right now if you can.
Wayne- I'm still here. I haven't given up, I haven't given into the pressure. I will be the best.
Voice- The best of what, bleeding for fun? You don't have to do this there are better ways to achieve your goals.
I don't respond because I know its more then just a need or a want. I have to be the best, blood comes back, bones knit and scars are a badge of honor. The ability to show those who doubt me a chance to rue their doubt and lack of faith.
Voice- There's a very smelly man that wants to talk to you in the bar.
I hear the door open and I'm once again alone in the steam of the shower...
Few Days later...
Well I found out that the really rank individual at the bar was a talent scout named Dirt Dawg. He works for a group of headhunters that are always looking for talent, and today was my lucky day. the only way i could get luckier, is if i could cleanse his filth from my conscience. Now I'm in downtown Atlanta, to meet his partner for some contract signing. I fear he may be just like Dirt Dawg.
The hostess shows me to a table where a 6' man sat in a crisp casual Blue shirt and a pair of black slacks. He seems quite at ease chatting to the neighboring tables and the laughter is a good sign he is easy at being the center of attention allaying my fears about the disdain that I got from Dirt Dawg. I'm nervous! This could and be a dream or a total train wreck in the making. I take calming breaths as the distance closes between me and table. I rub my sweaty palms on my pants and wonder if anyone can see how hard my heart is beating in my chest. Time seems to stand still as she shows me to a seat at the table and this man cool green eyes bore into me almost taking stock placing a value on me. I almost feel like I should show him my teeth but he Speaks before I realize the thought was even there.
Man- Greetings Wayne I am Rumor Hound. And I will be your Handler for Just a moment I have a few things you need to know.
He went into a five minute disclaimer about how much of what was theirs. At least I think that's what he's doing. I'm just nodding my head like a bumpkin. I'm absolutely overwhelmed by the gentleman who appears at our table, his curly hair is worn like a mane upon his head but his eyes were piercing almost like a predator.
Rumor Hound- Ahhh, Tony welcome I assume you read my counter offer?
Tony- Yes, .. will he sign?
I don't know when the contract appeared in front of me or how the pen found my hand before I knew it My name appeared in black ink and Tony snatched it looking at it.He pulls out a cell phone.
Tony- Yea the ink is fresh.
Rumor Hound- Wayne Heckler let me Introduce you to your agent Tony Tatum.
Fade to black...
Fade in on a man dressed in polished black boots and a white poet shirt and black vest. His immaculate black
hair is pulled back in a warriors knot. He smiles as roguishly dashing smile as the line is picked up.
Man- Yes Jake I am well aware of the time difference between us my friend, but I had a very important question for you. Are you still in the business of promotions? Yes that kind of thing. I was wondering because I am at the tourney with my brother.... WHAT? No Jake you are NOT in his caliber... However I did manage to see another young man... Are you interested? Yes of course I can vid that and send it to you. However its going to cost you double this time. No, my brother thinks he still need more done and well you know me. What he wants I get. Good. I am glad if you want remember TWICE the normal fee. Good. Of course, I will send them to you. Ha ha ha...
A man is seen approaching... wearing a phantom of the opera mask and a blood red dickie button down shirt. His black cargo jeans and white Air Force Ones completes his look... as the smiling man signals hold on a min as he dials another number, The masked man waits...
Masked Man- Seriously Egon WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
Egon- Stacking the odds my dear brother Jack!! Watch your brother and learn.... He holds up his finger... Yes, its me. And do I got something for you to see......
Camera fades to grey and a short while later fades back in on Egon hold up a digital recorder filming the match in the ring. The moves are fast and quick as the two men are seen laying into each other, One was the masked man from before only now he is wearing a white wife beater. The other man i wearing black sweatpants and no shirt his half black and half white hair flows wildly as Jack whips him into the turnbuckle. Jack runs in quickly but the other man runs up the turnbuckle and twisting in mid air double stomps jack hard into the back sending his face first into the turnbuckle. Jack stumbles back clutching his face as the other young man spins him and quickly hits a swinging ddt. As Jack lays stunned the other young man struggles to the ropes. The ref begins his count...1...2...3...The shirtless man pulls himself up and begins to pose and show off for the crowd. He smiles as he dances around the ring making indian motions. He smiles as he slowly climbs the turnbuckle. Jack slowly starts to stir as the young man gets to the top and poses for the crowd. He smiles and makes a scalping motion when suddenly jack does a kick up and runs up the turnbuckle. Raising his hand in the young mans face a flash of light explodes and Jack grabs around his chest preforming a top rope belly to belly. Jack gets up spinning in a circle as the young man gets up Jack smiles and blows mist into his face as he spins landing a viscious buzzsaw kick to his temple. Jack goes for the pin. 1...2...3!!! Ding Ding
Round 1 winner: Jumping Jack Flash....
Egon shuts it off and quickly sends his feed off. He smiles as his computer start to ding. He open his page and several figure are seen in the shadows. He steeples his fingers in front of his face and smiles.
Egon- Well gentlemen as you can see The Iron King yet again exceeds expectations? I assured you the would be the case as I have many times in the past. Now on to business... Let the bidding begin....
A few minutes later
The second bout in a best out of three tourney a hardcore match scheduled for one fall introducing first Jumping Jack Flash.... And His oppenant... Kosh!!!!
As Jack is waiting in the ring and Kosh's intro goes off the young man slides out from under the ring. He slides under the bottom rope and suddenly Jack is stomping on him. Jack picks him up and short arm clotheslines him. Kosh stops and looks down without moving then spring boarding off the ropes behind him he does a running kick to Jack. Kosh is quickly on him picking him up and slinging him into the turnbuckle. Kosh quickly follows behind looking to splash Jack. Jack ducks to the side and slides under the bottom rope as Kosh crashes into the turnbuckles. Jack hops onto the apron and springboards off the top rope with a fore arm smash to Kosh as he stumbles back out of the corner. Jack bounces off the ropes and elbow drops the fallen Kosh. And Jack kick ups so does Kosh both men run at opposite ropes and bounce off them. Tossing their bodies flying sideways they connect in mid air and crash to the mat. Kosh quickly gets to his feet pulling up Jack, Kosh Pile drives Jack back down. He grabs his leg and poses for the crowd. As he turns to grab the other leg Jack kicks him in his stomach. Kosh falls back as Jack looks around and slides out the ring heading towards the announcers table. The ref is at the ropes telling him to get back int the ring. Jack grabs a chair and throws it into the ring. He walks over and drag Kosh to the apron and then elbows him in the chest several times. He start talking trash to Kosh as he digs under the ring and throws weapons in. He stops and as Kosh starts to move. Jack gets on the apron and leg drops him. Jack gets up smiling as he start laying into the bloody Kosh with mean rights. Jack slides back into the ring and drags Kosh to his feet. Jack grabs a chair as Kosh stands groggily. Kosh slowly raises his hand and flips off Jack as Jack shakes his head and swings with the chair. Kosh screams as he dances around the ring. He stops and looks at Jack and signals for another. Jack swings and Kosh turns taking this shot on his back again he hollers as he dances around the ring. He starts pumping his arms and legs as Jack hits him again. He springs off the ropes and ducks under Jack next swing spring boarding off the middle rope he lands a cross body block to Jack. He is quickly on his feet as he pulls up Jack and discus punches him. Jack hits the mat hard and Kosh hauls him up again as he dances around a barely standing Jack he runs and bounces off the ropes. Running in with a evil clothesline from hell. Jack flips and lands on the chair arching his back. Kosh runs and jumps over Jack he springboard off the second rope with his version of the lion tamer. Kosh rolls out of the way and drop kicks Kosh out of the air. Jack shakes his head as he grabs a 2x4 and slams it into Kosh's back shattering it. Kosh refuses to quit and struggles to his hands and knees, as Jack grabs his hair Kosh low blows Jack. Dropping onto his back he swings a uppercut into Jack's face. Kosh scrambles to his feet and quickly comes off the ropes drop kicking Jack in the knees. Jack screams clutching his knee a Kosh grabs a chair and shoving the ref out of the way he slams the chair down on Jack's knee repeatedly. The ref attempts to stop Kosh who swings at the ref with the chair. The ref backs out as Kosh scream at Jack as he raises the chair again. Jack leg sweeps his feet sending Kosh down to the mat. Jack and Kosh both slowly get to thier feet. Jack has a tonfa stick as Kosh smiles and taps his chair on the mat. Jack flips the bird to Kosh who rears back to swing. Jack throws his flash bang in Kosh's face and spins hitting him in the gut with the stick he slides around Kosh and grabs the chair as Kosh swipes at his eyes. Jack smiles and tosses the chair at Kosh who catches it. Jack jumps and lands a spinning kick to the chair sending it slamming into Kosh's face. As Kosh hits the mat, Jack runs up the turnbuckle and jumps landing 360 shooting star press. The ref begins the count. 1...2... Kosh kicks out. Jack slams his fists into the mat. He slings Kosh into the corner back first. As Kosh slumps down Jack grabs a trash can and runs in jumping and dropkicks the trash can into Kosh He follows quickly with a bronco buster. As Jack signals one more and runs in Kosh lift his foot and plants his boot into Jacks mouth. Jack staggers back clutching his chin as Kosh struggles to stand. Kosh runs at Jack who side steps him and sweeps him up with a flipping rock bottom. Jack races to the turnbuckle and jumping on top them hits a 5 star frog splash. The ref counts. 1...2...3!!!
Ding Ding!!!
Winner Round Two: Jumping Jack Flash
Egon turns back to computer as the bids start coming in. He chuckles as his phone rings.
Egon- Yes? I expected to hear from you. Did you get the vids? Good. What did you think? I thought so too. So we are agreed? Double the normal fee? Good! Good! Good! He clicks a couple of buttons and watches as the money arrives in his account. Yes, I will make sure you get the recruitment package... All his info... Goodbye Mr. Bailey...
Camera fades out on Egon and fades in backstage where we see Jack walking down the hallway. He stops outside and knocks on a door marked treatment room. Hearing an awnser he opens it and walks in. Inside Kosh is having his ribs wrapped with tape.
JJ Flash- You know you were really good out there tonight. I just wanted you to know that. I saw real talent in you....
Kosh- Yeah and who are you exactly?
JJ Flash- Ha. funny kid. Names Flash as in Jumping Jack Flash. The man who just...
Kosh- And again who are you? Wait a minute....
Kosh hops down off the table and holds out his hand. JJ reaches out and shakes it smiling.
JJ Flash- For a minute I thought we were going to have issues.
Kosh- Nope. no issues here. It was a good match but I got to get to the next spot Soooo....
JJ Flash- Now wait a minute kid that what I wanted to talk to you about... I got a proposition for you. See I saw talent in you tonight. I saw will. I saw determination and drive. I saw desire. I saw skill, an even a little knowledge... things in you few if any REAL wrestlers still possess. However I also saw several rookie mistakes tonight too. But for a nominal fee I think I might just be able to help you with that.
Kosh- Seriously? Are you really trying to hustle me? Why?
JJ Flash- No. No hustle here just a little business proposition that works out in both our interests. You get training, p.r., and schooling in the arts... I get known as the man who found you!! See win win. Now all you gotta do is come with me and sign....
They walk out talking and shortly after they are sitting in a nice restraunt finishing dinner. Kosh sets the pen down as JJ slides the paper over. He smiles as he picks it up and blows on the signature.
JJ Flash- Yes Egon of course I got it. Did you ever really doubt me? Seriously? Ouch that hurt brother. No I was not going to tell him that till tomorrow. O.k. if you think its best. I will see you later.
JJ shuts the phone smiling at Kosh who has a confused look on his face.
JJ Flash- Now I want you to head back to your hotel and relax for the night tomorrow we work on your P.R.
And you get to me the man himself. Your future backer and employer. So where are you staying I will drop you off.
Kosh- I don't have a place. I was expecting to be on the road by now actually.
JJ Flash- smiling Don't worry I got you covered my man. Its the least I can do. He pulls out his phone and flips it open. Hitting the speed dial he chuckles. Yes, this is JJ. I need a room. My usual will be fine. Yes that's fine. His name Kosh. Thanks Franz. Ok thats set you got my usual room at the Astoria. Try not to trash the place. Oh and here... He hands him a couple hundred. Consider it a loan you can pay me back later. Let get you to the hotel.
The next morning the sun slowly rises and we see Kosh standing facing it with his arms outstretched on the balcony drinking in the sun. JJ walks in wearing a white three piece armani suit with a blood red vest. His mask is red today and his hair pulled back into a pony tail. As the hotel staff begin setting up the breakfast table and Kosh walks back in JJ gets a call. After telling them to send him up he smiles.
JJ Flash- So you ready to meet the next big thing for you Kosh?
Kosh- As I will ever be JJ.
JJ Flash- Good. Glad to hear it because here he comes. JJ stands and holds out his gloved hand as a well dressed man enters the suite. his short blond hair is spiked and he has jade green eyes. He is wearing a black leather trench coat and a black leather vet over a white dress shirt. His black jeans look immaculate as he threw the coat on the couch and takes the indicated chair. Michael Kosh allow me to introduce Jake Bash.
The blond man leans back and looks Kosh up and down. He nods and starts to serve himself a plate of food.
Jake Bash- Just call me Catt all my clients do eventually. So Kosh is it? Did JJ here explain what I do? And what you do?
A short while later after Mr. Bash leaves Kosh begins to pack when JJ stops him. Hold on buddy you got more people to meet yet. And you're going to love him they call him a fool at times.....
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