Xplode - WrestleFest

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Wrestlefest

12/19/16

I did it…

The title is back home where it belongs.

Yet… my hands are not my own.

Staring at my hands, I look on through exhausted eyes as they shake before me, unwilling to obey my commands. Involuntary spasms quake through my back and arms, and my knees literally fail. Is this it? Have I finally reached the end of my physical ability? Has age won the war? Still hearing the cheering within the arena, I remain in my locker room, sweat dripping from off of my forehead and unto my bare chest. For the last hour, I have gone to war My newest victims, Otaki and Ashton Drake, were now in my rear view mirror. The EWC was back to how it should be, and there was a sense of relief in the locker room despite everyone’s willingness to admit it.

I was now a 2 Time EWC Undisputed Champion.

Yet, I did not feel like one. For the last few weeks, I had pushed myself to my breaking point. I had to. There was no other way to get the job done. Years of abuse upon my knees and back left me one minute away from permanently disabled, but I never paid much attention to that. I could always just have another surgery, or take another pill to block the pain. I needed to shake this all off and celebrate. I needed to stand up and sit on my throne..

So I stand up.

Immediately, I crash back down, this time all the way to the carpet. I cannot get back up no matter how hard I try. I can’t help but laugh a bit at the fact that I was the top talent in the world… and yet I couldn’t walk on my own accord. Reaching out for support, I try to grab my chair but my fingers refuse to respond. I try again.. and again.

My locker room door swings open.

Rushing to my aid, my manager Wade Rivera helps me up and into a seat. He looks me over, knowing full well that something is going badly. I glance up at him and simply nod, knowing full well that playing the tough guy was not going to work this time around.

Wade calls 911.

I am the EWC Undisputed Champion once again. I have given my all to say that. I have sacrificed my body and mind to forge a career that will be spoken about for years to come. There was a high cost to achieve that…

It was time to pay it.

To be continued in the next chapter of: “….all Good Things.”