Post by The Masked Superstar on Sept 2, 2015 5:04:07 GMT -5
Jon Gotch sits by a camp-fire, warming his hands over the blaze. He recites the prayer “Ragnar’s Armor” and thinks back to his last match, which he was injured in.
“I missed two shows, TWO SHOWS because of Ante Whitner and Michael Kyzer!”
Jon Gotch feels the scar on his head, which is still there from the seriousness of the cut. He gets so overcome with anger and punches himself in the head, starting the blood flow.
“I want to get revenge! I need revenge! Ante Whitner and Michael Kyzer need to be executed at the hands of a mean Viking!”
Gotch wipes the blood down his face, creating a design from his forehead to his nose. He spits into the fire, and then lays down and falls asleep.
*A Few Hours Later*
Gotch walks up, the fire was put out sometime during the night. He coughs on the smoke as he sits up. Gotch stands up, and kicks around the ashes. He picks up his gym bag full of his stuff, and walks to where he parked his Red 57 Chevy.
“Another day I live another day I want to execute Ante Whitner and Michael Kyzer!”
Gotch puts his stuff in his backseat, and then gets into the driver seat. He pulls out of the parking space, and drives onto the highway.
“My opponent coming up for this event, Joe Magnet. I have beat him before I can get my hands on Ante Whitner and Michael Kyzer. I don’t even need a Tag partner to get them. I can handle them on my own.”
Gotch speeds down the highway at 120km, with not a care in the world. He still has dried blood smeared on his face from last night.
“I have a losing streak going, that I’m trying to break. Joe Magnet will have to be the one I break my streak on!”
Gotch pulls into his driveway of his house, and bolts out of the car. He walks into his house, and opens his cupboard and pulls out a bottle of Jim Beam. Gotch goes down to his empty basement, and sits down on the concrete and starts drinking.
“This pisses me off. I can’t sleep without thinking about the last minutes of that match!”
Gotch finishes off the booze, and then smashes the bottle against the wall.
“I want to inflict the pain that I felt….on Joe Magnet.”
Gotch picks up a big sharp peice of glass, looking at his chest.
“I WANT TO INFLICT THE PAIN THAT I FELT!!”
Gotch digs the piece of glass a little bit into his chest, and drags it down to his belly button. He cross it at the bottom of the line, making an upside down cross. Gotch lays backwards on the concrete and passes out.
*A Couple of Hours Later*
Gotch wakes up in his bed, that is soaked with blood. He gets up and goes and uses the bathroom. Gotch notices the scar that the incision left. He remembers what made him so pissed off!
“See what I do to myself, I do this to myself because of the bastards called Ante Whitner and Michael Kyzer and now I have to end Joe Magnet to get to them.”
Gotch walks to his living room, looking at a picture of himself before his debut in WFWF. He sits down on his recliner.
“There is no way that Joe Magnet should get a National Championship match. He is a good competitor, but no match for some of the other competition! I have to beat Magnet, then I take out Whitner and Kyzer and then….and only then..I’ll take National Championship gold!”