*Main Event*

~Philadelphia Street Fight~

Vin Halsted Vs. James Walker

AWS - Vin Halsted - Time and Tide Wait for No Man

 

::The following takes place one year ago, Halsted is seen relaxing in his hot tub that was gifted to him by an unknown benefactor. The blue water glows slightly as he breathes in the steam from the water. His aches and pains from years of wear and tear on his body that he earned through the wars he fought in rings around the world have melted away. His general practitioner recently said that it’s as if he were in his early twenties again. Scars have faded, muscle has gained, tendons completely repaired as if any surgery was ever performed, and yet, Halsted is unfazed and doesn’t question how this has happened. He believes that all of this has been a result of his training with Margot and consistency of avoiding serious injury.::

 

Margot: Are you in the hot tub, again?

 

::Halsted takes a deep breath and exhales slowly as the steam goes in and out of his lungs.::

 

Halsted: I could live in this thing, Margot. I don’t know where you got this thing, but I’ve never felt better.

 

::Margot looks at Vin in bewilderment.::

 

Margot: Vin, I’ve told you this enough times. I didn’t order it but I’m glad you’re enjoying it. I am, too, but I don’t need to be in it every day like you.

 

Halsted: Well, I feel great, but how do you feel?

 

Margot: I definitely feel better than I have in some time. My neck and back don’t crack anymore after our training sessions, my vertical is higher, and my speed has improved a good amount. In fact, I’d like to test your sprint speed and vertical leap, today.

 

Halsted: I’m game… should we test my mazes, too?

 

Margot: Sure… why not? Go get dry and put some gym clothes on and we’ll meet back here in the Fieldhouse in twenty minutes.

 

::Halsted smiles and nods as he jumps out of the mystical hot tub. He walks off as Margot starts to set up the Fieldhouse for his testing. Fifteen minutes later, Halsted returns in his usual gym clothes and track shoes. Margot stands at the end of the 40-yard dash line on the track and Halsted sets up at the beginning. He looks at her and awaits her signal.::

 

Margot: Get ready…. SET… GOOOOO!!!!

 

::She clicks the timer on her stopwatch as Halsted takes off. In seconds, he crosses the line as a gust of air whooshes behind him past Margot. She clicks the timer and is absolutely shocked by what she is looking at. The timer reads 4.23 seconds.::

Margot: What in the Hell??? That’s impossible.

 

Halsted: What?? What does it say???

 

Margot: This can’t be right. You’ve never run that fast since I’ve been training you.

 

Halsted: C’mon, Margot… What does it say?

 

Margot: Nope… No way… do it again!!

 

::Halsted shrugs and walks back to the starting line barely fazed by the first run. Margot nods and then starts her cadence.::

 

Margot: Get ready… SET… GOOOOOO!!!

 

::Halsted bursts off the line as Margot clicks the stopwatch to start. Same as the first time, the timer reads 4.23 seconds. Margot starts shaking her head in disbelief.::

 

Margot Fuck no… do it again!!

 

::Halsted nods and returns to the starting line. They repeat the sprint process, but this time the stopwatch reads 4.22 seconds.::

 

Halsted: Ok… that’s three times… what does it say, Margot?

 

Margot: I don’t know how you did this, but you just tied John Ross III’s world record that he set at the 2017 NFL Combine!!

 

Halsted: No way… really?

 

::Margot shows him the timer that still reads 4.22 seconds.::

 

Halsted: Hol-y Shiiit!!

 

Margot: Alright, show off… Show me what you got on the boxes.

 

::Halsted, barely fazed by the three sprints, walks with Margot over to the vertical leap boxes. She points and gives some instruction.::

 

Margot: Alright, Vin, your PB is five feet. That’s where I’m starting you at, today.

 

::Halsted nods and leaps onto the box without flinching. Margot shakes her head in disbelief.::

 

Margot: You almost cleared that completely. I’m putting another box on.

 

::Halsted shrugs as Margot places another three-inch step box on top of the other boxes. He jumps on top of the boxes and the hops down. Margot shakes her head and then puts another four inch-box on top. Halsted jumps up and barely lands on top then hops back down.::

 

Margot: Unreal… another world record!! You just matched Christopher Spells’s record that he set just two years ago.

 

::Halsted chuckles slightly as he shrugs at Margot.::

 

Margot: Cut it out, Vin… This is serious!!

 

::They move on to the weights. Halsted goes on to break not only his personal bests on bench, squat and deadlift, he matches the world records on all three. He benches 770 lbs., squats 870 lbs., and a 860 lbs deadlift. He barely breaks a sweat and Margot is at a loss for words.::

 

Margot: Where is this coming from??

 

::Halsted just shrugs and jumps into the ring.::

 

Halsted: Hey, Margot… check this out…

 

::Vin climbs the ropes and proceeds to do a phoenix splash attempt, but lands on his feet and rolls through, only to climb the opposite turnbuckle and performs a black arrow and lands on his feet with another roll-through. Halsted starts to look at Margot and Margot stares back. Neither can say a word. Scene fades to black. END SCENE.::

 

::Present day - the scene opens with Halsted staring blankly while sitting in his mystical hot tub while sitting in it with a dimly lit Fieldhouse. He stares out into the dark corners of the vast training area as the waters stir while healing him. The water quakes, bubbles, and glows as the steam rises around Halsted. He breathes in and out deeply as the soothing steam enters and exits his body. Darkness is all around him except from the light emulating from the hot tub.::

 

Halsted: Someone is coming, AWS, as I have been prophesying. The road is being paved as I continue to raise up the prestige of the Legacy Championship. The bodies are starting to line up and the next body to be laid to rest is one of James Walker.

 

::Halsted breathes the steam in through his nostrils and out through his mouth.::

 

Halsted: Where… oh… where is James Walker? See, I think the word is finally being taken seriously. I returned to pave the way and preach his coming, but no one took me seriously. They said, “Oh, here comes Vin Halsted looking to relive past glories,” as if I were some street preacher. Some past, broken-down warrior, but now they are starting to see that it’s like I never left. In fact, I got even better, and no one has been able to step up to my new level. 

 

::Halsted takes another deep breath as the steam enters and exits his lungs.::

 

Halsted: Time and tide wait for no man, James, and you are no exception to that. Your utter disrespect of not even showing your face as we walk into this week’s KORE Assault absolutely disgusts me. We are about to go to war in a street fight and you have yet to show your face. AWS Universe, take a good look at what I do to this poor, unfortunate soul. Take heed, even, because I will show each and every one of you why you don’t want to sign your name next to mine. I will bring this lamb to slaughter in a sacrifice in his name and there’s not a damn person who can do anything to stop it. Not Kaleb… Not even you, Little Ricky.

 

::Halsted slowly breathes in and out, again.::

 

Halsted: That’s right, Little Ricky, I’ve heard your little quips about me and you're gonna regret every word you spewed about me. I’m gonna eat your words while I knock each of your teeth out and smash your skull. I’m gonna rip you limb from limb and I’m gonna take your last breath as I choke you out in the middle of the AWS ring. That is your fate and that will be James’s fate this week. There will be no mercy, just more people gasping and taking their last breath at my hands. All of this was written before I stepped back into AWS, I’m just playing my part. I’m reaping the rewards for doing so. The blood will fall from the sky as the devil finally makes his presence known. Until then, bodies will continue to mount, souls will continue to be taken, and the Iconic King will continue to take everything that he was meant to have. All while the AWS Universe bends the knee and cries out… ALL… HAIL… THE… ICONIC… KING…. KING… VIN… HALSTED!!!

 

::Halsted breaks out of his traces, smiles wickedly, and then chuckles as he sinks into the glowing water of the mystical hot tub. Scene fades to black… END SCENE.::