Non-Title
Singles Match
TJ Alexander -versus- Drake Nygma ©

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Drake Nygma voiceover: “Brutality I can respect. This is a harsh business. I know that. But you made a big mistake. You didn’t put me down, not by a long shot. Now you’ve earned yourselves an enemy. An enemy who will see you taken down.”

 

A focused, darkening gleam held true in the eyes of Drake Nygma, his newly won American championship resting on his shoulder. This was the brilliant gleam of an entity who sought out violence, welcomed it.

 

“TJ Alexander, You are the first to be set before us. You’ll be broken, you’ll be defeated. Not because I’m evil, but because I’m making a point. I’m the inaugural American champion, that will never change.”

 

Drake’s words filtered through the air, a dominant and controlled tone of voice, melding with the darkness that defined his career thus far.

 

“It appears that we have some would-be invaders in AWS. You took your shot, and you failed to take us down. Now it’s my turn. I wonder how I’ll punish you all, so many options…. So very many options indeed”

 

A vicious and feral smirk twisted Drake’s lips as he pondered the ways in which he’d see those foul intruders punished for their failed hit.

 

“Setting aside the matter of those would-be invaders, one must look to the future, ready themself for all threats. Most would cower and run, or perhaps seek allies. Me? I’ll not cower and run. Allies? If I have to acquire allies I shall do so. Teaming up with anyone is not our standard way of handling things.”

 

Thus in this ominous darkness, in this desire to walk his path alone, Drake Nygma found himself tapping into his more otherworldly persona, a persona whose penchant for violence outstripped Drake’s penchant for it.

 

The Sphinx: “I do not tolerate weakness, nor will I entertain the idea of sentimentality. To any and all future challengers, should you wish to come for my crown, for our crown, you best be sure that you put me down for good. Failure to do so will result in everything you fear being brought to life.”

 

A pulse rocketed through the air, as if a breath had been taken, allowing the words of The Sphinx to be pondered.

 

The Sphinx: “Rumours like voices in the wind, voices that claim they can do better as American champion than I. How will ye know him among the rest? How will you know the champion among those who wield no golden crown? You’ll find him by the glint of that sacred gold which calls to the hearts of men… like a siren's song that none can resist.”

 

Bell-like chimes echoed through the air, a serene soft sound that stood in stark contrast to the darkening chaotic nature of Drake Nygma. Shadows flickered along the wall, forming the shapes of ancient creatures, monsters barely seen in centuries, monsters that seemed to heed the call of The Sphinx.

 

Drake Nygma Voice Over: “When you see me coming, run. Tell your friends of the entity known as The Sphinx. I won’t hide nor conceal the fact that we are hunting down those who earn our ire, who cling to their selfish ways. Quote The Sphinx Forevermore.”

 

Fade to black….

(The scene opens up with the AWS backdrop, with TJ Alexander standing in front, TJ who is dressed in street clothes)

“Drake do you know something, since I’ve been here, I’ve been watching, I’ve been watching from afar on everyone who has a championship, and I see you there, standing in front of everyone with the AWS American championship on your shoulders, but as I listen to your little annoying voice, I cannot believe that you have somehow fooled everyone, you talk absolute nonsense from the minute I have watched you.”

(TJ grins)

“Drake you have found yourself sitting there that you cannot stand with heavy shoulders, I can see those shoulders of yours weighing heavy on you, with that American championship you stand there knowing you have not fulfilled the responsibilities of a champion, you stand there with that American championship as decoration, but I’m gonna give you a chance. I’m gonna give you a little preview bruv, because this week on Monday night Ward, you and I meet in the ring and it’s gonna be a banger bruv, but your one lucky geezer, that the American championship is not on the line, because I would have walked out with the AWS American championship, Drake, I bet you think that I’m just a new face.”

(TJ pauses)

“Well I’m not, I’ve been around and I’ve built a reputation, and my one goal is to get gold, so it doesn’t matter to me how much time goes past, I will get my title shot against you, and I will be in the ring across from you again but for the American title. Drake do you think your evil? You think you are above everyone but you’re not, you see Drake this week on Ward you’re gonna find out exactly how damn good I am, but keep your knickers dry love, when you get in the ring with me, you’ll find out that I’m on another level.”

(TJ pauses)

“Drake I will not be broken and I will not be defeated by you, my heart and my passion will drive me to the win and it will continue to drive me until I get my title shot, until I am the one carrying the burden of being the AWS American champion, the only difference is, my shoulders are broader enough to carry the weight, to carry the responsibilities, and to carry gold.”

(TJ pauses)

“When I see you coming Drake, I won’t back down, I won’t side-step and I won’t shiver intensely, I’ll chin up, clench my fists and get ready to knock you on your arse sunshine, you have never had an opponent like me against you, you have never had someone who can measure up and more importantly surpass you. You have everyone fooled but me, and now I get the opportunity to best and beat you and I WILL.”

(TJ pauses)

“The deal you made to the devil for you to portray you are evil hasn’t worked, you Drake are just a man with the weight on your shoulders, but soon enough I’ll help you out. Soon enough I’ll put you in a state of reality when I kick your head complete off, get the win, and earn myself a title match. Drake you won’t be able to stop me doing so, you won’t be able to keep up with me inside the ring, Drake I have seen your matches and most of the time, you have skated by, miraculously got the wins and become American champion but sheer luck, but that luck will run out and it will start against me on Ward when I beat you, when I run circles around you and I get the win.”

(TJ pauses)

“Drake believe me when I say this, I am stepping in that ring with full intent not only to win, but to knock you complete out, like a dead fish out of water, you are gonna lay in that ring, lucky up at the ceiling seeing stars, seeing little birds and catching some z’s, Drake I am locked in on getting that win, and I will, you’ve got nothing against me, I will expose you this week as a fraudster.”

(TJ grins)

“You have frauded the fans long enough, you have frauded AWS long enough, more importantly you have frauded being a champion long enough, your time now is running out and it will be me putting the stop on everything you have done, so Drake, you’ve been warned at Ward I’m getting the win, then soon, the American championship.”

(TJ winks as the scene ends)

The faint glow of a silvery moon hung high overhead, wrapping the landscape below in an ethereal glow. The silvery glow swept across the land, a natural grace present within it. An entity stood amidst the light, an unreadable expression could be seen by way of greeting. 

Voice-over: “Bruv? How inelegant your language is. It is clear that the art of well crafted language is lost on you. How quickly you reveal your flaw. Bruv is not a word in the lexicon, nor an accepted term.”

The figure strode along the ground, dust kicking up with each movement. There was an otherworldly grace to the movement. Something definitely out of place in this modern world in which they now stood.

Voice-over: “This world is not our own, not the one we know. So many things are out of line with that which we believe in. Sophistication. Ethics, intelligence all of these concepts have fallen into eternal nothingness. You think us a fraud? A perpetrator of deception? How quickly you expose a lack of understanding of who you are set to encounter.”

The pale glow of their eyes seemed to be searching, to be studying something off in the distance. A thoughtful gaze broke out for but a second, their expression focused if slightly out of control, hinting at something that lay locked away in this moment.

Voice-over: “We see you. Your supreme confidence speaks to a deep seated insecurity. Worry not TJ, your insecurity will soon be erased, we’ll make certain of it. You say I made a deal with the devil.. How wrong you are, how very wrong you are. You are correct we see you as a new face, new to our eyes, these eyes that have seen much, much that no mortal could ever truly understand.”

With no more words spoken the figure without name simply vanished into the night, a myriad of questions left in their wake. 

 

 

 

 

 

Voiceover: “From the dawn of the age of man, we’ve seen events play out, seen how mortals act, how they go about getting things done. In all this time we’ve learned that certain traits present themselves. Selfishness. Cruelty. Deceit. Inelegance. Unintelligence.”

Breathing slowly, a gust of wind rolled over the roof of what looked to be a tower built of solid marble, hieroglyphs marking the outside, a feat which would have taken an artisan of incredible skill to accomplish. 

Voiceover: “Mortality is but the blink of an eye. A breath that can be snuffed out in a single moment. This is all too often the case with humans. One could argue that this is the natural order of things. Perhaps it is simply nature doing that which nature needs to do.”

The sounds of breathing had grown stronger, sharper. Much more controlled in the seconds that had passed. An odd white glow could be seen in their eyes, a glow that spoke of nothing belonging to earth. Whomever this figure was, whatever they wanted, that remained unclear in the present moment.

Voiceover: “For just a moment, imagine what it would be like to wake up in a world you don’t recognize. A time that is not your own. What would you do? How would you reconcile this reality with a past you cannot remember? A past in which…. You bore a name that meant something…. Something of a great importance. 

From the sky, a odd looking crescent blade fell landing at the feet of the yet nameless figure with eerie white eyes. A blade that had not been seen on earth for countless years. And yet here it was now. What could this mean? Why had it chosen this moment to fall?. 

Voiceover: “You are so close to a memory, to remembering who you were you once so very long ago. We know you’ll remember when the time is right. Right now nothing is making sense, this is no movie, no dream, no illusion before your eyes. You need to become stronger in both mind and body to learn the truth.”

His hand ran over the edge of the crescent blade, the edges sharp enough to cut, to make someone bleed. As his eyes overlooked the blade, he swore he could hear a whisper alighting itself just behind his ears.

Voiceover: “Vengeance…..”

His eyes snapped upwards, a curious and confused gleam lingering in their depths. This was the look of someone who was figuring out who they had been, and how that related to who they were in the present day.

“Vengeance…. What could that mean… Vengeance against whom? Just one person? A vast swathe of humanity? Who is that voice that we have begun to hear. In time we’ll figure that out. For now, I’ll keep on moving forward, pursuing answers amidst the path of teaching those we fight the error of their ways in challenging us.”

Fade to black…