02-15-2019, 11:08 PM
I knew he was going to do it. I knew he was going to literally hammer the point home at Making Things Right. I really wish he had not done it in the way he did, but what is done is done. In the end he did not lie to a single soul, not even to me. He did what he had to do, and although I don't fully like it, I still support him, because I truly and fully care for him. If it makes him feel better, I am all for it. What I fear though is that this will open up the gates to something he cannot even control.
Though then again he has surprised me before. He has come to his senses before, and I do not doubt that he could end up doing the same. I just hope he realizes what he inadvertently did. Katya is now in charge of Supreme Championship Wrestling for the next few weeks. Many of you probably think I don't have a single clue about wrestling and what's going on. But I do. I do...
And well, I can relate to Katya. I was once like her not all that long ago. I was a little girl that was trying to take control of a situation that I really wanted to go in my favor. In the end it turned out all I had to do was remain patient and he would come to me. Katya has no patience. Just like Lawrence has no patience for little girls. It showed, because he would have been out there in the ring at the start of the last Breakdown otherwise. It's clear that he didn't do what he did for Katya. He did what he believes was right at the time. I just really hope Lawrence never falls into any traps. Please don't Lawrence. I mean, I'll be here as I said I would, because I'm loyal to you, but just please take care of yourself. Don't stray from your beliefs. Don't become one of those that you hate...
*******
If one thing is clear, Casterillo has definitely been opening up some the last couple of months, even if it has not been to everyone he has come across. More and more however he has made some of his intentions clear, but it could just be the tip of the iceberg.
For so long he has clammed up in a shell. For so how long he has hidden himself from the whole world. Maybe though, just maybe, Making Things Right was a tipping point for him. The whole world saw the look in his dark eyes on that night. The whole world saw a snippet of what he could do, whenever he wants to do it. Although it came to be the starting point for Katya's overall victory on the night, it became something far more important than that to Casterillo.
They had to be reminded. The hammer needed to be brought out and brought down. They needed to and undoubtedly still need to be enlightened. All of them. That includes those who found themselves on the winning side at Making Things Right, with me excluded. I know my place and unlike the rest of them, I am not a little girl. Katya I am sure will enjoy her few weeks in the limelight, but it will come to an end eventually. Me though? I will not be coming to an end, until I choose to leave this world.
I have not cracked, nor will I ever. Then I look at the rest of Katya's allies and there is already trouble in paradise with the situation regarding Kimberly Williams. Drama, something I do not wish to be a part of. I told this to Damian, and now I am going to tell this to you Konrad. Yes, I am actually reaching out to you. Do not get used to it.
Casterillo steps out from behind some brush and heads down the beach towards the water. He stops as he sees a very familiar female silhouette. He turns around and goes in the opposite direction, even though he knows she is waiting for him, as he had promised her their first real date tonight, it being February 14th and all.
So here it is. You and me facing each other in that ring will not prove a thing. You may not know it, but like you I am also a veteran of the wrestling ring. Like you I have anger issues. You and I are quite a bit alike actually. The major difference is that now you just want to go after me, just because I have been supposedly dodging you.
He scoffs, then continues.
That is not what I am doing. The first time I could not be in Little Rock, Arkansas because I was on a very important mission. I guess now is the time to disclose where I was, even though the general public has not deserved the right to know. But since you are becoming so desperate Konrad, I will do so, for your peace of mind, and more importantly, your safety. You see, I was learning. I, unlike so many others on this planet, know that there is ALWAYS more to learn. So, the young woman you all saw on that night where she backed me into a wall in the corridor, she took me somewhere that I will NOT disclose. What she did though created an eye-opening experience for me. She revealed to me every power that I could possibly learn, some seeming quite harder than others.
Yes, that is right, powers. Every time in the past when I have gotten angry enough, thunder clouds have rumbled. If I was pushed over the edge, the lightning would strike. Every time I was in a very foul mood, rain. Every time I was burning mad, roasting sun to the point that your mouth would be parched. You would be begging for water if you were in the same place as me Konrad.
I could go on, but there is no need to do so. It is all out there in the open now. At least the next time you experience a weather phenomena, or something catastrophic, you will know that I had a part in what has happened to you. That said, I know you still want to face me, because you believe I am a coward. Which brings us to the second time I did not make myself available to square off against you. That one was simple. You wanted to do things on your own schedule. The world does not work that way, and you being a grown-up should know that. As punishment, I am going to make certain that you do not get a chance against me in the Trios Tournament this weekend either. If you want to face me so bad, you will have to wait. You will have to wait through all the rest of these cold winter nights, all the wet spring mornings, and even through some of the hot summer days. Patience is a virtue Konrad. I am glad that the lady who has thrown herself at me so much in the past finally got to understanding that. Now it is your turn. I know that a lot can change within a four or five month period, but since you seem to think of me as a coward, and you are stopping your own career from progressing forward, meet me at Rise To Greatness. Until then, move on with obviously pathetic life. I have more important things to tend to then you.
Casterillo again emerges from the shadows and this time walks down the beach's cooling sand. Shadron turns just in time to see him coming. She warmly smiles before reaching out with her right hand. He willingly lends out his left one and the two begin to stroll down the Miami shoreline together.
It is not long before she speaks to him, seeming quite pleased with how he is at the current moment in time.
Hey, I can't help but to notice that you're quite calm tonight. I'm happy that you are.
There is no reason for me to not be. I am with someone that has taught me a lot and actually cares. Look, Shadron, I am not for the mushy stuff at all. I know what day it is, and I thank you for not making it a Hallmark holiday at least. No day should be about that.
I wholeheartedly agree Lawrence. Um...
He looks over and down the little bit to her as they keep walking slowly.
If you have something to say you can say it.
Okay. I got you something, but after hearing you say that, I am just content to be here with you.
What is it?
Don't worry. It's nothing major. Something for us to share and indulge in a bit. Here.
Shadron stops walking, which makes Casterillo stop as well. She reaches into her purse and pulls out a red box. She opens it and there are two chocolate hearts inside. He looks at her and sees her green eyes, which pierce through the darkness. She looks back at his, even though his eyes are dark.
One is milk chocolate. I'll take that one. And here, dark chocolate for you.
She holds it out for him and shockingly enough he accepts it and immediately eats it. She eats her piece as well before they continue walking, at his request. After a while longer he looks over to her as a bit of a breeze comes from off the Atlantic, which whips her purple hair around a bit.
Thank you for that. I know I am not the greatest of company to be around, and trust me, I am not looking forward to being a part of a tag team Saturday night, even though it is just for one night, but with you, it feels like we are an actual team. I am sorry I ever doubted you.
It hits him, what he just said. He looks like he wants to take it back, but knows that he just can't.
And thank you for telling me what you're feeling. It's okay to let your guard down sometimes.
She pauses for a couple of moments.
I understand though if you want to head back to the hotel.
No. Out here is fine.
Okay then.
She gently squeezes his left hand as Casterillo slows his walking pace, probably to as slow as he has ever walked. He goes to turn to her as if to say something else, but does not realize that she is going to kiss him on the cheek... which ends up in their lips brushing one another's. Both of them look surprised, but for once do not repel. At least not for about ten seconds or so anyways. When they do Shadron turns her face away from him, but if you could see the look on her face, it is of one of ecstasy. Casterillo's is calm, bothered some, but calm. He picks his walking pace back up again, pulling his companion in tow. They are silent until they begin to head back up the beach, which is when she takes the reigns.
Thanks for tonight, sooo much. It means a lot to me.
It means a lot to me too. Come on though, we should get going in. It is getting very late. I am used to the darkness, but I know you are not.
Oh but I can be. Look, you have been accepting of my ways and my teachings, so now it is my turn. I'm ready Lawrence. Teach me. Teach me everything you know.
He eyeballs her through the darkness, with her just standing there, stern and steady.
Okay. First, you need to sense what your current emotion is.
Shadron closes her eyes.
Well, that is easy. Happiness, bliss, love.
She stands there in her current spot with her eyes closed and what little wind there is suddenly dies down. The beach is completely serene. She opens her eyes.
Not bad. Yes, I was definitely wrong about you. I think we should continue indoors though, before someone sees us.
Would that be so bad? We are just two powerful beings. If they can't handle, that's their own problem.
Casterillo is looking more and more pleased with her.
You are getting it, but that is enough for one night. I will even spend time with you up in the hotel room before we get some sleep. Are you good with that?
She sighs.
I guess. I know there is so much more for me to learn though.
There is, but all in good time. You told me to remain patient and I have been.
You're right. So I shall too.
Good.
He grabs for her hand this time and the two pick up their pace, all the way until they are back to the street that has their hotel on it. It is there that they break their link and head into the hotel. It is in the lobby that Casterillo slows up and acknowledges her.
Go on ahead. I have something I need to take care of.
Alright. I'll be upstairs waiting for you. And don't worry, no little girl, she is long gone. I do need to tell you the truth though before I go.
She reaches up the couple of inches and whispers into his right ear.
I love you Lawrence. Thanks for tonight. And don't worry, I'll be dressed when you come up.
He just nods and waits for her to leave his presence. She heads for the elevator and is soon gone, heading up floor by floor to their assigned room. Casterillo now heads down the hallway of the lobby of the hotel, all the way to the back staircase. He opens the door and just heads down the stairs, as far as he can go. Even here he is not fully enshrouded in darkness, but he seems to be content with it.
As far as I go, I just knew it would not last forever. Time keeps moving forward, never backwards, and it can never stagnate. I wish time could just stop so the world can get what I have already figured out. But alas for the rest of you ignorant empty souls. Even The Devil Himself found out that he has ignorance inside of him, more than he could have even fathomed. His time has long come and gone, yet still he remains, just hoping that he will be able to rebound and find even a sliver of the success that he once used to have. It all started with taking out one of the younger tag teams that Supreme Championship Wrestling had to offer. Yes, I have done my homework. From there with Damian his hopes just escalated, as he had Her Megiddo, and eventually Kali, do his dirty work. He has no right, NO RIGHT, to say what I did to him at Making Things Right was wrong. Neither does Konrad. Both of them are not perfect angels. I have never claimed to be one myself. With what I have been through throughout my time here, how could I be. That is not a question. It is a truth.
Casterillo pauses, but looks nowhere. He quickly picks back up after a couple breaths.
But truth is in the eye of the beholder. So many of you out there seem to think that the main truth is that I am not motivated right now, that I do not care about victories and title belts. The second part of that, yes, it is true, because there is so much more to life than immaterial things such as those. I do not expect the rest of the roster to understand that, as everybody else, and I seriously mean everybody else, is petty, in one way or another. Even our owning family is that way, petty. Slowly yet surely I am coming to the realization that I am going to have to be the one to break the mold around here. Hence why going forward I will be doing things my way, not just waiting for things to happen. Case in point, this Saturday, Trios.
It is no secret that tag team wrestling is not my speciality. I am a lone wolf, and prefer to go it that way. But since I have to deal with strange bedfellows for one night, at least I will not have to deal with any little girls on the team I am on. Both Alistaire and James can fend for themselves. They have shown it in recent times, thus they can show it again Saturday night. As will I. Besides, I know where all three of our heads are at right now. So maybe, just maybe, all of you out there will get off my back about me supposedly not being motivated enough to be here, when I come out as one of the three winners of this tournament!
Casterillo shakes his head and grunts, then goes on.
Trust me when I say that not a single one of you wants to see me be motivated to do anything! Every single time someone has wanted it, they have gotten upended, and ended up laying flat on their back. If you want motivation from me, the SCW medical staff will be responsible for scraping up the bodies of 9 little girls from the mat before the Saturday Night of Destruction ends. Trust me. NO ONE WANTS THAT!!! Believe you me, I have no problem with beheading someone like a Regan Street. Hell, we all know she is putting on a big act right now, acting like she is all good, when we all know she is the most rotten apple in the bunch.
That is right Regan. I know everyone thinks Katya is this big, bad, evil brat right now, and yes she is a little girl too, but you, you are NO SAINT. I know full and well what you are capable of. You are talented. I will not deny that. However you still behave like you are a teenager that is going through puberty. YOU need to grow up, and unfortunately, no one can help you out with that except for one person, YOU. Have you loved all the titles and accolades that you have gotten? Of course you have. Have you hated it though when you have been kicked down the ladder? Yes. Will you ever eat your slice of humble pie? Probably not.
I could go on and on Regan, but I am not like that. I have made my point and rest my case with you. YOU need to see this Saturday in the first round of the Trios Tournament as your wake-up call. If you come face to face with me and I even see a hint of girlishness emanating from you, I am going to behead you on the spot. Maybe even pull you down and rip away at your arm until you have no choice but to tap, with your two little teammates unable to help you out of your predicament.
He looks up the stairwell now and rolls his eyes.
Speaking of one of those teammates, Glory Braddock. It is just glorious that you have already dictated to me who you are and what you are all about. One of my teammates is already well acquainted with you, but you have been nothing but an open book. I do not even need to lay one finger on you to find anything out. You are completely close-minded in believing that I am one of Katya's soldiers. No. Making Things Right against Damian Angel was not for her. It was to remind the entire planet that spoiled little girls do not get their way. Damian was spoiled. You are spoiled in your own way, believing that you are actually the best in the world.
The eye-rolling continues.
Everyone and their grandmother believes that. I do not deem myself as the best in the world, because there are too many others that go that route. Besides, the last time I checked the best in the world should never lose. You went down to defeat at Making Things Right against Alistaire Allocco, so there you go. You are NOT the best in the world, in any way, shape or form. If you do not want to get that out of your head though, I will not hesitate to instead take the head off of you. It is really simple Glory. You are one of the many bad offenders of what I am against. Are you the worst one? Debatable. I will give you a second chance this Saturday night to show otherwise, but I highly doubt that you will come down off your high horse, even though one of my teammates knocked you down a few pegs. Maybe I will just let him finish off the job as far as you go.
Which brings me to Kellen Jeffries. Welcome. I see that you too are a veteran of the ring, yet you still have a slippery slope to climb. For your sake, do make sure to keep the two little girls on your team in check. More importantly, do not be that third little girl that leads your trio to certain death. I do not know much about you, so I will not past judgment. At least not yet. That time comes at the Trios Tournament. I am certain you will show your true self on that night, for good or for bad. If it is for the bad, then so be it, as it will put you down a path that you will not be able to ever come back from.
Casterillo lowers his head now, shaking it from side to side for some time, before stopping.
And to think that it will only get worse as Adam, James, and myself move on throughout this tournament. No matter which team in our side of the bracket advances from the other match, I will have to deal with ones that I know will act like brats, believing that everything is all about them. Sadly I might even have to put down Kimberly Williams, once again helping out Sasha with one of her little problems, inadvertently might I add. So the whole world knows it and it is out there... I DO NOT CARE ABOUT KATYA AND WHAT SHE WANTS! Katya knows this, but she also knows that she needs ME. Therefore I should not be judged for what has happened. Paint it any which way you all want, but I am NOT one of her laces. I am my own force, as I am more than just a simple man. WAY more.
The Trios Tournament will only enforce this, not detract from it. Adam and James should just feel lucky that they are along for the ride, and that they don't have to worry about passing out at the courtesy of myself. However if they do not hold up their end of the bargain, it will be on them as to what happens. I know full and well that neither of them want me as an enemy. We all do have a common goal here, and that is to make certain the prize that this tournament gives out at the end does not fall into incapable and filthy grubby girly hands. With that said, if Konrad's team, the most guilty girly team of them all thanks to the likes of Konrad and Marie Jones, yes I actually feel a little sorry for Goddard, actually makes it to the final round to come up against us, Konrad will be denied TWO things. He will one... be denied the right to face me in the ring, as I will refuse to tag in when he is in the ring... and two, denied of getting what he wants, a match of his choosing for the next year to come.
Besides Konrad, I have already issued out the challenge to you. I do not wish to face you until it would matter most to you, that being on SCW's biggest night of the year. Even someone like you could not turn that down. But it will not end the way you want it to. Until then you should really drop this unhealthy obsession that you have with me, because it will not lead to anything good. It will only lead to what Damian Angel felt... Death.
He heaves one sigh before beginning to ascend back up the staircase. As he goes he seems to let all of his thoughts go from his mind. When he is back at the top of the stairs it seems his mind is clear for now. Possibly the most clear it has ever been.
Though then again he has surprised me before. He has come to his senses before, and I do not doubt that he could end up doing the same. I just hope he realizes what he inadvertently did. Katya is now in charge of Supreme Championship Wrestling for the next few weeks. Many of you probably think I don't have a single clue about wrestling and what's going on. But I do. I do...
And well, I can relate to Katya. I was once like her not all that long ago. I was a little girl that was trying to take control of a situation that I really wanted to go in my favor. In the end it turned out all I had to do was remain patient and he would come to me. Katya has no patience. Just like Lawrence has no patience for little girls. It showed, because he would have been out there in the ring at the start of the last Breakdown otherwise. It's clear that he didn't do what he did for Katya. He did what he believes was right at the time. I just really hope Lawrence never falls into any traps. Please don't Lawrence. I mean, I'll be here as I said I would, because I'm loyal to you, but just please take care of yourself. Don't stray from your beliefs. Don't become one of those that you hate...
*******
If one thing is clear, Casterillo has definitely been opening up some the last couple of months, even if it has not been to everyone he has come across. More and more however he has made some of his intentions clear, but it could just be the tip of the iceberg.
For so long he has clammed up in a shell. For so how long he has hidden himself from the whole world. Maybe though, just maybe, Making Things Right was a tipping point for him. The whole world saw the look in his dark eyes on that night. The whole world saw a snippet of what he could do, whenever he wants to do it. Although it came to be the starting point for Katya's overall victory on the night, it became something far more important than that to Casterillo.
They had to be reminded. The hammer needed to be brought out and brought down. They needed to and undoubtedly still need to be enlightened. All of them. That includes those who found themselves on the winning side at Making Things Right, with me excluded. I know my place and unlike the rest of them, I am not a little girl. Katya I am sure will enjoy her few weeks in the limelight, but it will come to an end eventually. Me though? I will not be coming to an end, until I choose to leave this world.
I have not cracked, nor will I ever. Then I look at the rest of Katya's allies and there is already trouble in paradise with the situation regarding Kimberly Williams. Drama, something I do not wish to be a part of. I told this to Damian, and now I am going to tell this to you Konrad. Yes, I am actually reaching out to you. Do not get used to it.
Casterillo steps out from behind some brush and heads down the beach towards the water. He stops as he sees a very familiar female silhouette. He turns around and goes in the opposite direction, even though he knows she is waiting for him, as he had promised her their first real date tonight, it being February 14th and all.
So here it is. You and me facing each other in that ring will not prove a thing. You may not know it, but like you I am also a veteran of the wrestling ring. Like you I have anger issues. You and I are quite a bit alike actually. The major difference is that now you just want to go after me, just because I have been supposedly dodging you.
He scoffs, then continues.
That is not what I am doing. The first time I could not be in Little Rock, Arkansas because I was on a very important mission. I guess now is the time to disclose where I was, even though the general public has not deserved the right to know. But since you are becoming so desperate Konrad, I will do so, for your peace of mind, and more importantly, your safety. You see, I was learning. I, unlike so many others on this planet, know that there is ALWAYS more to learn. So, the young woman you all saw on that night where she backed me into a wall in the corridor, she took me somewhere that I will NOT disclose. What she did though created an eye-opening experience for me. She revealed to me every power that I could possibly learn, some seeming quite harder than others.
Yes, that is right, powers. Every time in the past when I have gotten angry enough, thunder clouds have rumbled. If I was pushed over the edge, the lightning would strike. Every time I was in a very foul mood, rain. Every time I was burning mad, roasting sun to the point that your mouth would be parched. You would be begging for water if you were in the same place as me Konrad.
I could go on, but there is no need to do so. It is all out there in the open now. At least the next time you experience a weather phenomena, or something catastrophic, you will know that I had a part in what has happened to you. That said, I know you still want to face me, because you believe I am a coward. Which brings us to the second time I did not make myself available to square off against you. That one was simple. You wanted to do things on your own schedule. The world does not work that way, and you being a grown-up should know that. As punishment, I am going to make certain that you do not get a chance against me in the Trios Tournament this weekend either. If you want to face me so bad, you will have to wait. You will have to wait through all the rest of these cold winter nights, all the wet spring mornings, and even through some of the hot summer days. Patience is a virtue Konrad. I am glad that the lady who has thrown herself at me so much in the past finally got to understanding that. Now it is your turn. I know that a lot can change within a four or five month period, but since you seem to think of me as a coward, and you are stopping your own career from progressing forward, meet me at Rise To Greatness. Until then, move on with obviously pathetic life. I have more important things to tend to then you.
Casterillo again emerges from the shadows and this time walks down the beach's cooling sand. Shadron turns just in time to see him coming. She warmly smiles before reaching out with her right hand. He willingly lends out his left one and the two begin to stroll down the Miami shoreline together.
It is not long before she speaks to him, seeming quite pleased with how he is at the current moment in time.
Hey, I can't help but to notice that you're quite calm tonight. I'm happy that you are.
There is no reason for me to not be. I am with someone that has taught me a lot and actually cares. Look, Shadron, I am not for the mushy stuff at all. I know what day it is, and I thank you for not making it a Hallmark holiday at least. No day should be about that.
I wholeheartedly agree Lawrence. Um...
He looks over and down the little bit to her as they keep walking slowly.
If you have something to say you can say it.
Okay. I got you something, but after hearing you say that, I am just content to be here with you.
What is it?
Don't worry. It's nothing major. Something for us to share and indulge in a bit. Here.
Shadron stops walking, which makes Casterillo stop as well. She reaches into her purse and pulls out a red box. She opens it and there are two chocolate hearts inside. He looks at her and sees her green eyes, which pierce through the darkness. She looks back at his, even though his eyes are dark.
One is milk chocolate. I'll take that one. And here, dark chocolate for you.
She holds it out for him and shockingly enough he accepts it and immediately eats it. She eats her piece as well before they continue walking, at his request. After a while longer he looks over to her as a bit of a breeze comes from off the Atlantic, which whips her purple hair around a bit.
Thank you for that. I know I am not the greatest of company to be around, and trust me, I am not looking forward to being a part of a tag team Saturday night, even though it is just for one night, but with you, it feels like we are an actual team. I am sorry I ever doubted you.
It hits him, what he just said. He looks like he wants to take it back, but knows that he just can't.
And thank you for telling me what you're feeling. It's okay to let your guard down sometimes.
She pauses for a couple of moments.
I understand though if you want to head back to the hotel.
No. Out here is fine.
Okay then.
She gently squeezes his left hand as Casterillo slows his walking pace, probably to as slow as he has ever walked. He goes to turn to her as if to say something else, but does not realize that she is going to kiss him on the cheek... which ends up in their lips brushing one another's. Both of them look surprised, but for once do not repel. At least not for about ten seconds or so anyways. When they do Shadron turns her face away from him, but if you could see the look on her face, it is of one of ecstasy. Casterillo's is calm, bothered some, but calm. He picks his walking pace back up again, pulling his companion in tow. They are silent until they begin to head back up the beach, which is when she takes the reigns.
Thanks for tonight, sooo much. It means a lot to me.
It means a lot to me too. Come on though, we should get going in. It is getting very late. I am used to the darkness, but I know you are not.
Oh but I can be. Look, you have been accepting of my ways and my teachings, so now it is my turn. I'm ready Lawrence. Teach me. Teach me everything you know.
He eyeballs her through the darkness, with her just standing there, stern and steady.
Okay. First, you need to sense what your current emotion is.
Shadron closes her eyes.
Well, that is easy. Happiness, bliss, love.
She stands there in her current spot with her eyes closed and what little wind there is suddenly dies down. The beach is completely serene. She opens her eyes.
Not bad. Yes, I was definitely wrong about you. I think we should continue indoors though, before someone sees us.
Would that be so bad? We are just two powerful beings. If they can't handle, that's their own problem.
Casterillo is looking more and more pleased with her.
You are getting it, but that is enough for one night. I will even spend time with you up in the hotel room before we get some sleep. Are you good with that?
She sighs.
I guess. I know there is so much more for me to learn though.
There is, but all in good time. You told me to remain patient and I have been.
You're right. So I shall too.
Good.
He grabs for her hand this time and the two pick up their pace, all the way until they are back to the street that has their hotel on it. It is there that they break their link and head into the hotel. It is in the lobby that Casterillo slows up and acknowledges her.
Go on ahead. I have something I need to take care of.
Alright. I'll be upstairs waiting for you. And don't worry, no little girl, she is long gone. I do need to tell you the truth though before I go.
She reaches up the couple of inches and whispers into his right ear.
I love you Lawrence. Thanks for tonight. And don't worry, I'll be dressed when you come up.
He just nods and waits for her to leave his presence. She heads for the elevator and is soon gone, heading up floor by floor to their assigned room. Casterillo now heads down the hallway of the lobby of the hotel, all the way to the back staircase. He opens the door and just heads down the stairs, as far as he can go. Even here he is not fully enshrouded in darkness, but he seems to be content with it.
As far as I go, I just knew it would not last forever. Time keeps moving forward, never backwards, and it can never stagnate. I wish time could just stop so the world can get what I have already figured out. But alas for the rest of you ignorant empty souls. Even The Devil Himself found out that he has ignorance inside of him, more than he could have even fathomed. His time has long come and gone, yet still he remains, just hoping that he will be able to rebound and find even a sliver of the success that he once used to have. It all started with taking out one of the younger tag teams that Supreme Championship Wrestling had to offer. Yes, I have done my homework. From there with Damian his hopes just escalated, as he had Her Megiddo, and eventually Kali, do his dirty work. He has no right, NO RIGHT, to say what I did to him at Making Things Right was wrong. Neither does Konrad. Both of them are not perfect angels. I have never claimed to be one myself. With what I have been through throughout my time here, how could I be. That is not a question. It is a truth.
Casterillo pauses, but looks nowhere. He quickly picks back up after a couple breaths.
But truth is in the eye of the beholder. So many of you out there seem to think that the main truth is that I am not motivated right now, that I do not care about victories and title belts. The second part of that, yes, it is true, because there is so much more to life than immaterial things such as those. I do not expect the rest of the roster to understand that, as everybody else, and I seriously mean everybody else, is petty, in one way or another. Even our owning family is that way, petty. Slowly yet surely I am coming to the realization that I am going to have to be the one to break the mold around here. Hence why going forward I will be doing things my way, not just waiting for things to happen. Case in point, this Saturday, Trios.
It is no secret that tag team wrestling is not my speciality. I am a lone wolf, and prefer to go it that way. But since I have to deal with strange bedfellows for one night, at least I will not have to deal with any little girls on the team I am on. Both Alistaire and James can fend for themselves. They have shown it in recent times, thus they can show it again Saturday night. As will I. Besides, I know where all three of our heads are at right now. So maybe, just maybe, all of you out there will get off my back about me supposedly not being motivated enough to be here, when I come out as one of the three winners of this tournament!
Casterillo shakes his head and grunts, then goes on.
Trust me when I say that not a single one of you wants to see me be motivated to do anything! Every single time someone has wanted it, they have gotten upended, and ended up laying flat on their back. If you want motivation from me, the SCW medical staff will be responsible for scraping up the bodies of 9 little girls from the mat before the Saturday Night of Destruction ends. Trust me. NO ONE WANTS THAT!!! Believe you me, I have no problem with beheading someone like a Regan Street. Hell, we all know she is putting on a big act right now, acting like she is all good, when we all know she is the most rotten apple in the bunch.
That is right Regan. I know everyone thinks Katya is this big, bad, evil brat right now, and yes she is a little girl too, but you, you are NO SAINT. I know full and well what you are capable of. You are talented. I will not deny that. However you still behave like you are a teenager that is going through puberty. YOU need to grow up, and unfortunately, no one can help you out with that except for one person, YOU. Have you loved all the titles and accolades that you have gotten? Of course you have. Have you hated it though when you have been kicked down the ladder? Yes. Will you ever eat your slice of humble pie? Probably not.
I could go on and on Regan, but I am not like that. I have made my point and rest my case with you. YOU need to see this Saturday in the first round of the Trios Tournament as your wake-up call. If you come face to face with me and I even see a hint of girlishness emanating from you, I am going to behead you on the spot. Maybe even pull you down and rip away at your arm until you have no choice but to tap, with your two little teammates unable to help you out of your predicament.
He looks up the stairwell now and rolls his eyes.
Speaking of one of those teammates, Glory Braddock. It is just glorious that you have already dictated to me who you are and what you are all about. One of my teammates is already well acquainted with you, but you have been nothing but an open book. I do not even need to lay one finger on you to find anything out. You are completely close-minded in believing that I am one of Katya's soldiers. No. Making Things Right against Damian Angel was not for her. It was to remind the entire planet that spoiled little girls do not get their way. Damian was spoiled. You are spoiled in your own way, believing that you are actually the best in the world.
The eye-rolling continues.
Everyone and their grandmother believes that. I do not deem myself as the best in the world, because there are too many others that go that route. Besides, the last time I checked the best in the world should never lose. You went down to defeat at Making Things Right against Alistaire Allocco, so there you go. You are NOT the best in the world, in any way, shape or form. If you do not want to get that out of your head though, I will not hesitate to instead take the head off of you. It is really simple Glory. You are one of the many bad offenders of what I am against. Are you the worst one? Debatable. I will give you a second chance this Saturday night to show otherwise, but I highly doubt that you will come down off your high horse, even though one of my teammates knocked you down a few pegs. Maybe I will just let him finish off the job as far as you go.
Which brings me to Kellen Jeffries. Welcome. I see that you too are a veteran of the ring, yet you still have a slippery slope to climb. For your sake, do make sure to keep the two little girls on your team in check. More importantly, do not be that third little girl that leads your trio to certain death. I do not know much about you, so I will not past judgment. At least not yet. That time comes at the Trios Tournament. I am certain you will show your true self on that night, for good or for bad. If it is for the bad, then so be it, as it will put you down a path that you will not be able to ever come back from.
Casterillo lowers his head now, shaking it from side to side for some time, before stopping.
And to think that it will only get worse as Adam, James, and myself move on throughout this tournament. No matter which team in our side of the bracket advances from the other match, I will have to deal with ones that I know will act like brats, believing that everything is all about them. Sadly I might even have to put down Kimberly Williams, once again helping out Sasha with one of her little problems, inadvertently might I add. So the whole world knows it and it is out there... I DO NOT CARE ABOUT KATYA AND WHAT SHE WANTS! Katya knows this, but she also knows that she needs ME. Therefore I should not be judged for what has happened. Paint it any which way you all want, but I am NOT one of her laces. I am my own force, as I am more than just a simple man. WAY more.
The Trios Tournament will only enforce this, not detract from it. Adam and James should just feel lucky that they are along for the ride, and that they don't have to worry about passing out at the courtesy of myself. However if they do not hold up their end of the bargain, it will be on them as to what happens. I know full and well that neither of them want me as an enemy. We all do have a common goal here, and that is to make certain the prize that this tournament gives out at the end does not fall into incapable and filthy grubby girly hands. With that said, if Konrad's team, the most guilty girly team of them all thanks to the likes of Konrad and Marie Jones, yes I actually feel a little sorry for Goddard, actually makes it to the final round to come up against us, Konrad will be denied TWO things. He will one... be denied the right to face me in the ring, as I will refuse to tag in when he is in the ring... and two, denied of getting what he wants, a match of his choosing for the next year to come.
Besides Konrad, I have already issued out the challenge to you. I do not wish to face you until it would matter most to you, that being on SCW's biggest night of the year. Even someone like you could not turn that down. But it will not end the way you want it to. Until then you should really drop this unhealthy obsession that you have with me, because it will not lead to anything good. It will only lead to what Damian Angel felt... Death.
He heaves one sigh before beginning to ascend back up the staircase. As he goes he seems to let all of his thoughts go from his mind. When he is back at the top of the stairs it seems his mind is clear for now. Possibly the most clear it has ever been.