Patience is a Virtue

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Off Camera

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One could say that I made my debut in Supreme Championship Wrestling like a house fire and it would be quite an appropriate description considering my fireball damn near took out the entire roster in the Taking Hold of the Flame rumble match.  From there my brother and I went on to compete in the Scaffold Scramble at Rise To Greatness.  Neither time did I manage to pick up a victory, but both times we made an impact on Supreme Championship Wrestling and we made sure that they knew we were there and we were serious.

Then the very next Breakdown after Rise To Greatness I defeated Angelica Jones.  I beat her one on one all on my own and that victory earned me the right to challenge Ravyn Taylor for the SCW Television Championship.  And despite her very best efforts, Ravyn Taylor could not pin me and she could not make me submit.  She has the outside interference of her other enemies to thank for her walking out that night with her SCW Television Championship.

With this kind of debut, and considering the physical limits I took Ravyn to, at the very least I should’ve been granted an immediate rematch.  Yet what did SCW management do with the greatest tactician, strategist, and wrestling talent to arrive in their company in years?

Nothing.  Absolutely nothing.  I was left to do nothing while I watched The Sisterhood, whom I already conquered shortly after Rise To Greatness, go on to sadly fail in their attempt to revive their pathetic career in losing efforts to Kennedy Street and Amy Chastaine and then again at Under Attack in the five on five tag.

Where was I at Apocalypse?  Where was I at Under Attack?  I had to watch it all from home.

Nevertheless, it appears as if I will have the opportunity to make SCW see the error of their ways.  It has always been drilled into my head since my beginnings at the Braddock Wrestling School that in order to get noticed you have to make an impact.  You have to make the management sit up and take notice.  And in Berlin, Germany I will make SCW sit up and take notice by eliminating Christy Matthews, Andrew Raynes, and Konrad Raab on my way to earning myself another shot at the SCW Television Championship.

Still, knowing that my chance has arrived does not help ease the frustration and my frustration is quite evident as I storm into my brother’s living room on the outskirts of Belfast, Northern Ireland…

“MARK!  Where are you?!”

I scan the rather filthy, un-kept room.  Then I turn to the sound of the television.  I find my idiotic sibling seated on the living room sofa, a comfortable black leather design, in front of the flat screen television set.  Mark has his feet propped up on the coffee table and a slice of pepperoni pizza in his hand.  I glare angrily at him.

“Mark!  What the hell are you doing?!”

“This shit is awesome!” He takes a bite of his pizza and then uses it to point at the television set. “Look at Angelica and Kayla! They’re kicking ass!”

He’s watching the replay of Under Attack, specifically the five on five tag team match.  I can’t handle much more of this…

“Give me that!”

I grab hold of the remote control that sits next to Mark’s left hand.  I quickly switch the television off and he turns around and looks at me incredulously.

“Hey!  I was watching that!”

“You are NOT watching it any longer!” I throw the remote to the side so that Mark won’t be tempted. “We have to make plans.”

“Not again…” Mark says, his whiny voice trailing off as he points to the remaining pizza in the box on the coffee table “…can’t you see I’m eating?”

“Does it look like I care?” I walk over the front of the sofa.  First I snatch the pizza box off of the coffee table and throw it to the side.  Mark looks at his fallen food prize incredulously as it falls to the floor.

“My pizza!  You ruined it!”

“Oh bloody hell,” I roll my eyes as I sit down next to my idiotic brother “your priorities and focus are rather lacking, dear brother.  You should notice that this place of yours is already a dump!”

“Well…” his voice trails off as he scans the room, looking at all of the garbage everywhere and then he shrugs his shoulders “…I like it…”

“Of course YOU would, but how does your wife, Ashley, deal with it?”

“Practice?”

“Damn it, Mark…” I smack my forehead.

“Sorry.”

“Look,” I begin as I try to maintain my composure “just try and follow me, ok?”

“Follow you where?  Where are going?”

“Not literally!” I smack him in the back of his head. “Try to follow my logic.  We came to Supreme Championship Wrestling to accomplish two things, the first was to get our revenge against Angelica Jones and her sister Kayla.”

“Yeah, and you did beat Angelica.”

“That’s right.” I nod my head. “But as good as that win was…and it did feel real good…we still have not accomplished our other goal.”

I pat him on the chest. “We’ve been made to look like fools, Mark.  You know this, right?  We couldn’t do anything at Taking Hold of the Flame.  We couldn’t do anything at Rise To Greatness.  And thanks to outside interference I couldn’t become SCW Television Champion.”

“Yeah, that did kinda suck.”

“It sucked?” I roll my eyes. “It was far worse than that.  I hope you realize that.  I could have been the SCW Television Champion.”

I turn and bang my fists on the coffee table.

“Then they ignored me!  They forgot about me!” Rage flashes in my eyes as I glare at Mark. “No one forgets about me!”

“Whoa, calm down, sis.” Mark says in a vain attempt to calm me down. “You just need to be patient, y’know?”

He points to the pizza on the ground. “Have a slice of pizza.  It’ll help.”

“Pizza?!  Are you nuts…” just then a thought hits me.  It is almost like a light bulb went off in my head.  A grin spreads across my face.

“…actually, Mark, you may have a good idea.”

“I do?”

“Yes, quite a brilliant idea, actually.”

Mark nods his head. “Well, like I said, a slice of pizza will help you calm down.”

“Not the pizza!” I sigh, shaking my head with frustration. “I mean your idea of being patient.”

“Oh…well yeah, that too…”

“Yes, you can have a good idea every once in a while,” a low chuckle escapes my lips “even if it is by complete accident.”

“Thanks…I think…”

“Now that being said, it is time to make my return to Supreme Championship Wrestling and make them pay for ignoring me.”

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On Camera

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Sun Tzu says, “One who is prepared and waits for the unprepared will be victorious”

My last match in Supreme Championship Wrestling was a Television Championship match against Ravyn Taylor.  I pushed the champion to her limit and while she did escape with the title still in her possession, she never did pin me and she never did make me submit.  Ravyn Taylor could not beat me.  To put it as simply as I can for you simple-minded fools, I am the absolute best pure wrestler in this company.  Ravyn knows that she has met her match in terms of wrestling ability and in terms of strategy and intelligence when it comes to Sophie O’Brian.

And if that weren’t enough to make a believer out of you, then take this into consideration: I defeated Angelica Jones to earn that Television Championship Match, one half of the former two time SCW World Tag Team Champions.  But what happened since then?

I have been off SCW television.  I wasn’t a part of Apocalypse.  I wasn’t a part of Under Attack.  It was as if I had been a distant memory.  It was as if I was forgotten. But while SCW may have forgotten about me, I had not forgotten about Supreme Championship Wrestling.

They say patience is a virtue and while it was unfortunate that I could not be a part of the action to advance my agenda, I used the opportunity to prepare myself for the time that I would return, to prepare for the opportunity to push myself forward and turn SCW into my own personal playground.  Do you have any idea how many times I thought about facing Ravyn Taylor just one more time?

She could not beat me.  Her very best was not good enough to take me down.  My only mistake was not finishing the job when I had the chance.  All I need is one more chance, one opportunity, and I will finish the job.  I will become SCW Television Champion.

Ah but there is the beauty of being a sociopath.  I have tremendous patience and I can afford to wait.  And my waiting has damn sure paid off…I have another chance against Ravyn Taylor.  I have my chance at redemption and my chance to finally finish the job.

It’s just a matter of when.

I can afford to wait.  In fact, waiting is what I would prefer.  I have waited this long, I may as well wait just a little longer.  I want to prepare myself, prepare my offenses and defenses, so that there is no way she can stop me.  I want to be the one to control my own destiny.

Christy Matthews, Andrew Raynes, and Konrad Raab are standing in my way of controlling my own destiny.

Sun Tzu says, “Know thy self, know thy enemy. A thousand battles, a thousand victories.”

None of you know me; not very well, at least.  But I know you because I have studied you.  Raynes and Matthews are the only two I actually have any semblance of respect for.  You two know what must be done and you will do it.  Whatever it takes to achieve the end goal, correct?

Machiavelli said that it is better to be feared than to be loved.  Matthews, Raynes, and I seem to have learned that lesson.  We know that we can be greats in this business, we can be champions even, or we can make the people love us…

…I do not give a damn about the love of the people.  That is why I consider Matthews and Raynes kindred spirits.  But make no mistake about it, they are still standing in my way and I cannot allow that to happen.  I will not let them stop me.

Then there’s Konrad Raab.

You are a pathetic fool.  You are truly the “man-baby” that Jason Helms says you are.  Your whiny immaturity should relegate you to wrestling bears for the rest of your damn career as a punishment for the stain you’ve been on this great sport.

This sport isn’t about entertaining the mass of humanity in the crowd, far from it.  If you want to know what this sport really is about then pay attention to this other quote, a quote from a great man, a man who happened to train me as a professional wrestler; the great Glenn Braddock…

Glenn Braddock said, “A professional wrestler is, him or herself, a lethal weapon. Know this and use this knowledge and ability you have wisely.”

This means that, as professional wrestlers, Christy Matthews and Andrew Raynes, you, and I have all been given all of the necessary tools.  We can use those tools, those weapons if you will, to get whatever we want in this sport.

Fame.

Power.

Glory.

Or in this case, the SCW Television Championship.

But you, Konrad?  You get in needless, endless twitter wars, because Jason Helms hurt your feelings and you constantly whine about how to handle your anger issues or about how you hate violence...

…I don’t have such issues, my friend.  I am completely and utterly disconnected from human emotion.  I will do whatever it takes to get what I want regardless of how it affects those around me.  That means you, Christy, Andrew, and anyone else who dares stand in my way will get burned to the ground.  No one will stop me from becoming the SCW Television Champion.

No one.