“Something wicked...wicked gonna come. Something wicked...wicked gonna come. What have you done? What have you done? Wicked gonna come.”
Blues Saraceno's 'Wicked Gonna Come' is the musical backdrop for our opening shot. We see a man of about 40, his short brown hair and goatee streaked with the first signs of gray. He's standing with his head down, staring at a championship belt. Upon closer inspection, it is the Reality Check Wrestling Cosmos Championship. The man then glances to his right, to another championship. This one is revealed to be the Anarchy Wrestling Heavyweight Championship. He stares longingly at them both as the music continues.
“Something evil...evil gonna rise. Something evil...evil gonna rise. What have you done? What have you done? Evil gonna come.”
His look gets more intense as he looks straight ahead now, staring at himself in the mirror as the next verse plays.
“Something deadly...deadly gonna fall. Something deadly...deadly gonna fall! What have you done? What have you done? Deadly gonna come.”
As the solo kicks in, the man suddenly gets a sinister, almost demonic grin on his face as his eyes widen slightly. He slowly cocks his head to the left, then to the right, apparently sizing himself up in the mirror. He does this a few times as the lyrics pick back up, the smile never leaving his face.
“Something evil...evil gonna rise. Something evil...evil gonna rise. What have you done? What have you done? Evil gonna come. What have you done? What have you done? Evil gonna come. What have you done? What have you done? Wicked gonna come.”
As the music draws to a close, the audio from the video recording kicks in, and the man begins speaking for the first time.
JJ: It's been a long time since I won the two titles you see before you. These were the two most important moments of my career, and were supposed to be my legacy. But like everything in life, fate had her say, and it was not to be. I won the top prize in Reality Check Wrestling, only for the roster to piss and moan about me being handed the title as part owner. Keep in mind I went through one of the most extreme matches ever devised, PLUS an iron man performance in a rumble match to EARN that goddamn thing! But because they couldn't hang with me, they pulled the favoritism card and killed my buzz.
Then we have the title to my right. The original top prize for Anarchy Wrestling. Of course, right when I was in the process of winning it, they miraculously invented a “World” championship that was considered above the title I clawed for for years. Once again, my legacy was left unfulfilled. I thought my career was destined to remain that way for all time. That is until I got a message that changed everything. My former student Scourge had found his way to CWF, and was doing pretty well for his first run anywhere. Then he took time off and CWF vanished. Upon its return, he was still unavailable to perform, and I was bequeathed his place in the CWF World Championship tournament.
How oddly fitting that my place in the Alpha and Omega tournament was afforded me by the Alpha OF the Omega. It was in that moment that I knew what must be done. My days of teaching young would be wrestlers would have to be put on hold. I would have to take a break from teaching others how to fulfill their destinies in order to take one more crack at fulfilling my own. And here we are. Week two of the Alpha and Omega tournament. I'll admit that week one didn't go as planned for me, but that's ring rust for you. My last few classes I haven't been as hands on as I should have been, and it hurt me last week.
But that was last week, and what's done is done. I'm now fighting from underneath, a feeling I'm all too used to in my career. I welcome the challenge of scratching and clawing my way back to the top of the heap, where I will end up when all is said and done. Make no mistake about it, I'm not here for “you still got it” chants, or praise for a good effort. I'm not here to be anyone's claim to fame, or to come in second place. I'm here for one goddamn reason, and that is to become the CWF World Champion!
This week I'm staring across the ring at Freddie Styles, which is most unfortunate for him. I'm in the best shape of my career, I'm the most motivated I've ever been, and worst of all...I'm more dangerous than ever. It's amazing how dangerous a man becomes when he has nothing left to lose. This is likely the last hurrah for the last true outlaw of professional wrestling. If I come up short, it's one more failure for my detractors to use as fuel to claim I'm not that good. If I succeed, my destiny is finally fulfilled and I enjoy the ride as long as I can.
So Freddie, bring everything you've got to Evolution 61. Every big move, every cheap trick, everything you've ever learned about this great sport. I will likely find a way to overcome it, but try anyway. After all, my logic going into this is infallible. Either I win the World Championship, or CWF as a whole puts me out of my f**king misery. Either way...I win. Freddie, I don't know if you know exactly what you're stepping into here, so allow me to enlighten you. I feel it's only fair we both know what we're dealing with here.
I am an amateur wrestling champion. I've trained in the arts of Muay Thai, and Tae Kwon Do. I've participated in and indeed invented some of the most barbaric and bloody battlefields ever devised. Hell, I've been labeled clinically insane and slept on the street. I'm the true definition of a journeyman, and with that comes a wealth of knowledge. Knowledge in the hardships of life. Knowledge in the reality of the word survival. Most important for you? Knowledge in dozens of ways to hurt you in a matter of seconds.
Whichever ways I decide to utilize, it matters not. You will be the first of many to discover that this old dog ain't ready for the back of the barn just yet. I've got one more run in the tank, and it's the most important one yet. I'm going to lay it on the line every damn night. I'm going to push my body and all of yours to limits we didn't think possible. And when the dust settles, the last true outlaw will stand before you, the undisputed CWF World Heavyweight Champion. Once and for all cementing my legacy, and bringing closure to my 20 year career.
So it has been written, so it shall come to pass. Quoth the Killer...nevermore.