Post by Rated R on Jan 30, 2013 15:49:03 GMT -5
”The day of small nations has long passed away. The day of Empires has come.”
- Joseph Chamberlain
< *** >
In the game of chess, the King is the most important piece. While its movement is limited its value is higher than any other piece on the board, more important than the knight, more important than the queen and definitely more important than the bishop. It isn’t that difficult to understand. The entire point of the game is to protect the king while check mating the opponent’s, and to do that sometimes you have to sacrifice a pawn, a queen or even a bishop because at the end of the day that are all expendable pieces just there on the board to ensure victory for the king. It’s the same out there in the real world, in the day to day hustle and bustle that we call life, there is always one man standing over you who is using you as a pawn to achieve whatever it is he wants to achieve. It might be your boss, your parents, the person who claims to be your best friend, it doesn’t matter who they are or what role you think they play, the only thing that matters is that they see you as a pawn on their board that is only good for one thing – being expendable when that is what is needed.
This is a lesson that I learnt long ago, back when my father used to throw bottles at my head because I got in two minutes past curfew. People are only interested in themselves, people are only interested in their own lives, it’s pointless to rely on them because when the time comes they are going to screw you over so you may as well get in there first. Yes, I know this might sound ridiculous considering I have a long term partner and a child but the simple fact is I’m fully prepared for the day that all of that goes to hell because that’s just what you have to do. You have to act like the king, ready to throw the pawns under the bus before they do it to you. That’s why now that I have my life together I’m taking control, I’m taking over and I’m taking everything that I deserve. It started with the wrestling school, now a new house and then… well, you know all about my recent acquisition of the WFWF.
I’m a king and I’m building an empire.
I’ve been with the WFWF for six years now, busting my ass every single time I stepped into the ring for them. I bled in that ring, fought through injuries and impossible odds, rose to the top of the mountain, fell from grace and rose right back up it again. I gave it everything and then I had to watch as King Kraig took over and started running it into the ground. I couldn’t stand it, couldn’t sit by and watch as the company that I have given everything turned it into a laughing stock, drove people out and put the entire company down the financial rabbit hole. I fought against it, made trouble, tried to get rid of him but back then my heart wasn’t really in it, I was going through problems, I couldn’t save myself and the company at the same time. Luckily I didn’t have to, Kraig was gone before he could ruin the WFWF for good. I thought that would be it, that I could stop worrying and start focusing on my career again, focusing on my life. Things were looking up.
And then Xavier Pierce took over.
Xavier Pierce is the scum of this earth, a man who takes over a wrestling company when he doesn’t have a damn clue about what he is doing. Just when we got rid of one idiotic owner we gained another, but this time I was ready, I had clarity, I knew what I had to do. I was tired of watching idiot after idiot run this company into oblivion, I knew I had to take control, I had to be the shining light of salvation because I was damn sure that nobody else was going to. I had to grab control of the company from right beneath Pierce’s nose, so that’s exactly what I did. I began working away, causing trouble, threatening to destroy everything that this company has if I didn’t get my new contract, and just like the pathetic weasel that he is Pierce walked right into my trap. I stole the five per cent of the company that I needed without him having a damn clue about it and then when I sprung my grand reveal he reacted exactly how I expected him to – slap jawed and without a damn clue what was going on.
He didn’t see it coming because none of you ever see it coming, because you see a sociopath, a man obsessed with blood and relishing in the cries of agony and the cracking of bones. You see that because that is exactly what I want you to see, because that is what I have always needed you to see. Yes, I like hurting people and yes, I’ll do things that nobody else will do but the truth of the matter is that it’s all a game of mis-direction. You see a man who’s going to try to cripple you physically when behind your back I’m playing a game to destroy you emotionally, mentally or however I need to to get what I wanted. Just ask Yukio, just ask Yukio and his slowly crumbling marriage what I am capable of doing. You all thought you had me pegged that while you were waiting for me to stab you with my right hand I was stealing the WFWF with my left.
I play life like it’s a game of chess and I’m always a dozen moves ahead of you, and now… now you’re standing in my kingdom.
Good luck, you’re going to need it.
< *** >
The NEW Demon Household
Emily Hall: This… is… insane.
She looks up at the house, awe struck with the grandeur of it all. She’s spent the past six months living with us in our small, albeit beautifully furnished apartment so I get how this might be a little overwhelming for her. And it isn’t just her, Alexa is staring up at the house with amazement as well even though, unlike Emily, she actually viewed the place last month with me. Hell, even Eliza looks surprised and she’s only thirteen months old. I guess a house that costs in the six figure range will have that effect on people.
Alexa Munroe: She’s not wrong. I still don’t get how we can afford this place.
Trace Demon: I’ve been working for six years, in multiple companies for the past two, and I’ve pretty much saved most of the money I’ve made up because what was I ever going to spend it on?
Well, alcohol and pills mostly, but once I got sober that left a whole lot of disposable income that I wasn’t using anymore just sitting there in the bank.
Alexa Munroe: I can’t believe you didn’t tell me that you were filthy rich. Wasn’t the entire point of that new contract because you weren’t making enough in the first place?
Trace Demon: No, the entire point of that contract was so that I could take half of the WFWF, the extra money was just a bonus.
In truth, the extra money (what is now being called “Trace Demon money” by a certain internet wrestling community) was the smokescreen that I hid my true intentions behind. Nobody was going to believe that there wasn’t an ulterior motive if I didn’t make it about the money. You see the ordinary people, those who go through life without trying, without a purpose; they find everything easier to believe if you tell them that it’s about making money. If you have something planned, if you need to lie about your true intentions, all you need to do is come up with some story about how It's all about the benjamins and they’ll eat it all up.
Emily Hall: Can I just…
I’ve been her legal guardian for a good few months now but I still get the feeling that she doesn’t know exactly where she stands at times. She can’t tell if I’m meant to be acting like a parent, a brother or a friend. I guess I can’t blame her, I’ve got a bit of history as being unpredictable, hard to read, hard to predict what I’m going to do next, you know, all the stuff that makes me a terrible person to have as a friend but a terrifying person to have as an enemy.
Trace Demon: Go right ahead, it’s your home too.
She rushes off up the driveway and inside the large, beautiful house. I’ve never really been one who needs all of the pretty stuff in life, I was happy with my crappy little apartment and with my crappy little car but that was when it was just me. It’s gotten to that point where I had to reassess my priorities, reassess my entire situation. I mean not only does it give a sort of bad impression if the co-owner of the company is living in a three bedroom apartment and driving the same car he’s had for the past five years, but it also isn’t the kind of place that you want to raise a kid. Now a ‘however many bedrooms you can bloody imagine’ kind of house, that’s the kind of place that you want to raise a kid.
Alexa Munroe: So how much money are we talking about exactly?
Trace Demon: You start asking questions like that I’m going to leave it all to that hobo.
Alexa Munroe: What, Yukio?
Oh snap.
Trace Demon: I knew there was a reason I’m with you.
She laughs as we enter into the foyer of the house. It’s large certainly, but I didn’t go for extravagant. Had to make sure that I didn’t cross over into any of those horrible tax brackets that all the republicans are screaming and shouting about. You don’t get any of this s**t in Canada, we’re too chilled out for that. Well, we’re either chilled out or too busy getting drunk and watching Ice hockey. Good times.
Alexa Munroe: I think Eliza needs a change.
Trace Demon: I just spent six figures on a house, I think that gets me out of at least one change.
Alexa Munroe: I’ll give you one, but you better not think you’re getting any special treatment, I mean you’ve spent years pretending to be broke.
Trace Demon: Not pretending, just living a massive financial lie.
She shakes her head and laughs, walks off into the sitting room while I head out back, into the large garden complete with swimming pool. I don’t feel at home here, I doubt I will any time soon. I’m not a big house kind of guy and if I was going to be spending all of my time at home I’d have bought something a bit more in my comfort zone, say a circus, but I spend most of my time on planes, in other states and countries and then when I am actually in Los Angeles I’m down at the wrestling school or, as the past few days has proven, attending meetings at WFWF headquarters. Alexa, Emily, Eliza… they all deserve somewhere special just for having to put up with me, with my life and my past. This is as good a start as any.
Emily Hall: So, you gonna tell me why?
I turn, Emily exiting from the house as I do so. She acts like a kid sometimes but she’s got a good head on her shoulders, a better head than I had at her age. Hell, a better head than I have now.
Trace Demon: No idea what you’re talking about.
Emily Hall: The house, the new car, none of it really seems like you, but then I don’t even know if you’re you anymore, you’re not the same guy who I met last year.
Trace Demon: Shouldn’t you be calling Scarlett right about now?
Emily has been spending a ridiculous amount of time talking with Emily over the past few weeks ever since they had some accidental phone call. I don’t really care too much, Scarlett is a nice enough kid even if she has some of the old McGurk crazy in her, but I don’t want her being dragged any further into my world than she has to be. The people in my world, well, it never really ends well for anyone. And by anyone, I mean the other person, I generally come out golden.
Emily Hall: Come on, what’s going on with you? You’re not the mess you were back then, it’s not a bad thing it’s just weird.
Trace Demon: Well that’s exactly it, I’m not a mess anymore. I know what’s going on, I know who I am now, what I want, what I need. I know what’s important, you, Alexa, Eliza. I don’t want you growing up in the kind of place that I grew up in, I want you to have the world at your fingertips, to make something of yourself. I’m the same man that I was when we met, I’ve just got my priorities right. This, this is a good start.
Emily Hall: A start? A start for what?
I glance at her, give a little smile, and think back on the exact same conversation that I had with Wayne a few days earlier.
Except that one was a bit more frantic.
< *** >
The House of Hell Wrestling School
One Day Prior
Wayne McGurk: What is this?
Wayne bursts through my office door, and by burst I mean angrily use the handle and open it, not explode through it Incredible Hulk style. He’s definitely pissed off about something, but come on man, if you’re going to make an entrance you kick the door down and say “you wouldn’t like me when I’m angry”.
Wayne McGurk: What the hell do you think you’re doing?
Trace Demon: Trying to figure out what was up with the aliens on American Horror Story.
Wayne McGurk: What?
Trace Demon: Exactly. Sometimes I wonder if there are writers out there who have just completely lost their train of thought and have no idea what they’re doing anymore.
True story.
Wayne McGurk: Explain to me what this is.
He slams a piece of paper dramatically down on my desk. Why couldn’t he have put that kind of dramatic effort into his entrance?
Trace Demon: A piece of paper. This isn’t going to be another recycling talk is it? I told you, I got the bins mixed up one time.
Wayne McGurk: What’s on the paper?
I glance down and see that it’s a print out from the official WFWF website, specifically a print out of the latest card. The one that has Scarlett against….
Trace Demon: Ah.
Wayne McGurk: Ah? Ah? That’s all you have to say? I’m sitting down in my office when one of those kids tells me to check the card. I figure “oh, it’s Trace’s first card in charge, there’s probably some messed up main event with Schneider and Yukio fighting some Bengal tigers.
Trace Demon: How did you know what I had planned for the next show?
Wayne McGurk: What were you thinking? Putting Schneider in the ring against Scarlett?
And here I was thinking this was about throwing Mak and Cam inside a steel cage. I guess Wayne hasn’t joined the health and safety police just yet.
Trace Demon: Did you miss the part where Penny Shannon’s name is right next to Scarlett’s on the card?
Wayne McGurk: You know the history between that psycho and my family better than anybody, why would you willingly put them in the ring together? You know what he’ll do to her, you know what those carnival freaks he’s got with him will do to them if they get their hands on him, you can’t fuc…
Trace Demon: Oh grow up Wayne.
He’s taken aback just enough to shut him up. He knows that I don’t generally give a crap what people are saying, that I’ll be as blunt with my friends as I will with my enemies, but that isn’t why he’s shocked of course.
Wayne McGurk: You’re telling me to grow up? You, one of the few people who thought Ben & Kate was a good show.
Trace Demon: It was both funny and pulled at the heart strings damn it!
Wayne McGurk: Listen to me Trace, I do not want Scarlett in that ring with that psychopath. Cancel the match.
Trace Demon: It’s not gonna happen, and I’m not doing this to mess with you or to get Scarlett hurt, I’m doing this for her. She is going to be in that ring with three guys at the pay per view, one of them Schneider and the other two… well the other two are idiots but still, she needs to be ready. I took her on because I knew that she could handle herself, that she could be a star, and to do that she needs to face Schneider head on and go to war just like I’ve done time and time before.
Wayne McGurk: She isn’t you, she’s my daughter.
Trace Demon: Not when she’s in that ring she’s not!
I shout it at him, it’s the only way that I’m going to get through to him, to make him understand. McGurk’s are notorious for having a thick skull and being stubborn to boot.
Trace Demon: When she’s in that ring she’s Scarlett Quinn the wrestler, not Scarlett Quinn the daughter of the overly pessimistic Wayne McGurk. I’m doing this for you as much as I am for her. You need to get over this fear, get it through your head that she can handle herself, that she knows what she’s doing and that I know what I’m doing. This right here Wayne, this is a start, not just for me but for my family, for Scarlett, for you and Vanessa, this is the start.
Wayne McGurk: The start? The start of what?
I get out of my seat, walking over towards the large window that looks out on the main floor of the wrestling school.
Trace Demon: I’m in control now Wayne, of my life, of my job, of my urges. I’m finally in control of every single aspect of the game that is life, and now it’s time to build. This school, my new house, the WFWF, it’s all just the beginning. I’m a king Wayne… and I’m building an empire.
< *** >
WFWF Headquarters
If I had to say one nice thing about Xavier Pierce it’d be that he knows a good decorator, because the WFWF headquarters are a hell of a lot nicer than back when I was running the place a few years back. Of course, that may have been King Kraig’s doing, the guy struck me as a bit of a home developer in his spare time. I took one of the offices on the top floor and by took it I mean I kicked out two of the executive producers of Revolution and smashed down a wall to make a huge ass office, because size matters people and I’m larger in life and now in office than Xavier Pierce. I lean back in the expensive chair that I stole from one of the accountants, I think he brought it from home because there’s no way that this is office issue, and read over a load of documents that I have little interest in. That’s when the speaker on my desk goes off and the slightly drone, monotone voice of my otherwise smoking hot secretary rings through.
Secretary: Mr. Pierce is heading your way sir.
Trace Demon: Thank you mindless automaton, over and out.
Yes, I know you don’t need to say over when you’re speaking through a speaker, but I’m trying to be the eccentric boss that everybody likes to talk about but everybody is scared to talk too.
Xavier Pierce: Trace! What do you think you’re doing?
My office door is pushed open without a knock and the dull, punchable figure of Xavier Pierce walks in. I guess the art of dramatic entrances really has been lost in the modern era. Shame, now I’ll have to rethink sky diving into the board meeting tomorrow.
Trace Demon: You wouldn’t believe how many people have asked me that this week. It’s like nobody understands that when I’m alone I’m generally thinking about random pop culture references or new ways to insult Yukio Blaze.
Yukio Blaze is so dirty that he made right guard turn left. Boom!
Xavier Pierce: You signed off on the card without my go ahead.
Trace Demon: I also took a s**t in your desk, I’m guessing I should have got your permission to do that as well.
Xavier Pierce: You better me kidding me.
Trace Demon: Of course I am, lighten up man, we’re working together now, I’m only going to make your life hell when the cameras are actually rolling.
Okay, so that’s a lie, but it does remind me that I need to get someone to record Xavier’s reaction when he opens his desk and finds my little present.
Xavier Pierce: Look, I don’t like you Trace, you’re arrogant, sociopathic and a massive pain in my ass but somehow we’re working together now, which means you can’t make decisions without me, especially not when it comes to what we’re showing on live television.
Trace Demon: Pierce, I saw your preliminary card, it didn’t even have me on it.
Xavier Pierce: You’re the co-owner now, I can’t have you going off beating on our guys every week, it’s bad for business.
Trace Demon: I might be the co-owner, but I’m a wrestler first and foremost. I promised the world that I was going to change the face of the WFWF, repair all the damage that you did and I’m not going to do that sitting in an office when I could be out in the ring kicking ass. I need to be the change I seek.
Xavier Pierce: You need to put this company first.
I sigh, my trademark overdramatic sigh that I only do when I want someone to really know that they’ve been a massive idiot. I’ve had to cut down on using it recently because if I sighed every time Xavier was a massive idiot then I’d never stop. And then when would I breathe? Got to think these things through now that I’m the king.
Trace Demon: Tell me about Joe Bishop.
The question comes a bit out of left field for him and I can see the confusion on his face. Good, I’ve got a point to make and it’s so much easier when they don’t have a clue what I’m talking about.
Xavier Pierce: Um, former National Champion, on the verge of hitting midcard drawing status, lacklustre merchandise sales especially compared to a guy like Carter Contra who somehow seems capable of selling anything if you slap his face on it. The finance guys say that he brings in more than we pay him though so it all pans out on the right side of the accounts. Now tell me, why the hell do you care about any of that?
Trace Demon: I don’t, but you do and that’s the difference here. I asked you about Joe Bishop and you immediately pulled out all of the financial stuff that you could think of because that’s who you are, a glorified accountant, a businessman if you want to push the term down in the gutters a little bit. Do you know what I think when someone asks me about Joe Bishop?
Xavier Pierce: If I say I don’t care are you just going to tell me anyway.
Well at least he’s finally starting to catch on.
Trace Demon: Joe Bishop is a wrestler, a good technician with some solid submission skills and a mean streak when he’s in the ring. Definitely not the top of the card kind of guy just yet but someone with the talent to push himself up there if he just buckles down and puts in the work needed to make it there. He’s coming off of a loss to Carter Contra, worse still he lost the National Championship to him, but it’s a title that he’s been outgrowing for a while now anyway and he knows it. He’s gunning for bigger and better things and that means he’s gunning for me. Do you want to know why that’s what I think about?
Xavier Pierce: Honestly, I really don’t.
Trace Demon: Because I’m a wrestler, because when I book a card I do it from the outlook of getting the best from these guys and helping them grow into something better than they could ever hope for. Did I maybe get a little carried away by booking Schneider against two girls, sure, but who cares really? He’s a d**k and everyone knows it. You’re a businessman Xavier, you’re concerned with what’s best for the bank, I’m a wrestler, I only care about what’s best for the future of this company in that ring, not in my pockets. There are a dozen other companies I could have afforded to have invested in if I only wanted money, but I didn’t, because I want to make this company great again and you don’t do that by thinking about merchandise sales.
Xavier Pierce: I get it Trace, you’re a working class guy who’s hit it big and now you want to help the boys, but this is a business…
Trace Demon: We’re a wrestling company first and a business second damn it! And I don’t care about the boys, I don’t care about anybody else haven’t you realized that yet? In all the time I’ve been screwing with people’s heads haven’t you realized that I just don’t give a s**t about them? I care about this company, not the people in it, I care about making it great so my legacy will be as the guy who was champion in the best fed in the world, not in a lacklustre business orientated s**t heap. I’m going to save this company Xavier, and if you’re going to stand in my way then I’m going to run straight through you just like I’ve done to so many others. Understand?
Xavier Pierce: This isn’t going to end the way you think it will Trace, I hope you understand that.
He heads for the door, thinking that he’s got the final word, but nobody gets the final word around here unless it’s me.
Trace Demon: Everything ends the way I think it will Xavier, because I’m Trace Demon! I’m the master of this game, I’m the damn king and I’m already three steps ahead of you! I’m in your head Xavier, you know it, I know it, my mindless automaton of a secretary knows it. I always win Xavier, because I’m Trace Demon!
I always win.
< *** >
Every piece on the board serves a purpose. Every piece on the board is there for a reason. Now that reason could be a glorious attack on the opposing player or it could be to act as a distraction, to act as a sacrifice for the greater good. And this goes for life as much as it does for the game, everybody is on this planet for a reason but usually that reason isn’t the one they were hoping for. Usually that reason isn’t to go out in a blaze of glory it’s to plod along day to day, month to month, year to year, putting money in somebody else’s pockets and those that don’t… those that don’t dedicate themselves to making money for other people well they’re usually left out in the cold, out on the streets unable to live comfortably because they didn’t do a good enough job abiding my societies rules. They didn’t get to make the decisions, they didn’t get to set the pace, to make their own rules and because of that they now have nothing. And I mean, the people that play by the rules, they’ve got nothing either, because they may as well be hollow inside because they’re not living their lives for themselves.
There’s only one exception, and that’s the person that sees everybody else around him and figures out how to play the game, how to be the lead, how to be the king. Because once you manage that, once you figure out how to get everybody else working for you, protecting you, answering to you… you’re in control, and that’s what you need to be, you need to be in control. For years now I’ve fought against it, I thought I knew what I was doing, I thought I could combat the expectations and the pushing of other people, I thought I could play off of the board and still be a somebody but it was hard, it just didn’t work. But I could never be a pawn, I could never answer to anybody else, it just isn’t in my blood, it isn’t in my soul and maybe that makes me a bad man, that I’d purposefully fight against the standard that you have all accepted as what must simply be. Maybe that makes me crazy, or a sociopath or a monster… but I just couldn’t do it.
So I kept fighting all my life, and then one morning I woke up and I realized that I had to be something more. I woke up and I asked myself what I was doing, why I was fighting, I realized that there was another way; there was another way to live my life outside of being a pawn and outside of fighting the game. I realized that I had to be the king. Because I watched people, I watched them take my money, and I watched them take my respect because they were happy in their place and I thought what the hell am I doing? Why the hell am I letting these people take things from me when all they do is sit around and play by the rules set by other people? What kind of world is that? What kind of society are we living in when we reward those who follow other people like sheep? It’s better to be a shepherd than to be a sheep, it’s better to be the leader than it is to be a follower. It’s better to be a king than to be a pawn, or a queen, or a bishop. But best of all, best of all…
It’s best to change the game in your favour.
So that is what I am doing, I’m not going to play by your rules and I sure as hell am not going to follow them. I am going to make my own rules, I am going to change what everybody thinks they know, I am going to open a door and give them the chance to walk through it into a better world, a world where talent and heart and soul is respected, where it is honoured, when the ability to beat the rules is what grants success. It started when I took fifty per cent of the WFWF, that was the first real piece on my new board. Xavier Pierce wants to run it all by numbers, that’s his game because for so long he’s been in the position of king, a position he doesn’t deserve but one that he has. But now his rules are changing, it isn’t going to be the man who shouts the loudest anymore, it isn’t going to be the man that sells the most s**t, it isn’t going to be the man who plays politics. It is going to be the man who hits hardest, it is going to be the man who wrestles his heart out, we are going to reward those who should be rewards.
And it starts with you Joe Bishop.
You’ve got an unfortunate name, it doesn’t really do a whole lot for my metaphor, it actually goes directly against it, but hey, what’s in a name right? What does it matter what you’re called? It doesn’t, I don’t care, I don’t care what you’re called or what your story is, I don’t care what’s running through your mind or what’s running down your leg when you see my first coming at your face. I only care about what you’re going to do. I only care about the fight that you are going to bring. You were languishing, holding that National Championship when you should have been stepping up and then you lost it to a man obsessed with video games. But that’s okay, that was the past, that was the old regime, this is the new, this is your chance to prove yourself as something greater than you ever thought you could be. You’ve got the talent Bishop, you need the mind-set, you need the drive and the focus and the motivation so I gave it to you, I set it out for you on a f*****g silver platter. I am your motivation.
You beat me and you’ve not only beaten the new co-owner of the WFWF but you’ve beaten the International Champion, you’ve beaten the man who has been undefeated since April of last year, the only man with that kind of streak might I add, the only man who hasn’t lost in nine matches. That kind of win can make a career Bishop, that kind of win puts you on my radar. Now I don’t intend for that to happen, I don’t intend to lose, I intend for this to be number ten, but you have the chance and that’s all you need, that opportunity. Because the moment you have that opportunity you have the means to go out and shock the world. Just like everybody else in the WFWF now has. You beat me and I will personally give you a shot at my International Championship, I will personally sign my name off of on that match. Because that is the kind of king that I am. I’m the kind of king who will you an opportunity and if you succeed, I will applaud, but if you fail… if you fail I will break you, I will end you without a second thought.
I might be the co-owner and I might be giving out chances left and right, but I am still the same man who has been tormenting that homeless piece of crap Yukio Blaze, I am still the same man who took out Tommy Staxx a couple of weeks back because he didn’t have his eyes on the prize, I am still the same man who injures people and beats champions. Joe Bishop, you have an opportunity at greatness, grasp it, pull yourself up because if you don’t then I will push you down into the abyss and you will never see the light of day again. Just ask Yukio Blaze because after everything I have done to him he can’t even show up this week. I will do that to anyone if they mess with me, and I consider not taking the opportunity I have given you as messing with me.
And don’t think I’ve forgotten about you Yukio, I haven’t, I couldn’t, as much as I would want to you are still the black mark that has carried over into my new life. And once I am done either making or breaking Joe Bishop I have something for you, one last gift that will top everything that I have given you so far. So watch closely, get ready, because finally the name Revolution actually means something, finally Revolution isn’t just a branding opportunity for Xavier Pierce, it isn’t just a money grabbing name change, it is the message that I am sending to you all. Show me a revolution and I will show you the promised lands.
Welcome to my kingdom, hail me as your king.
- Joseph Chamberlain
< *** >
In the game of chess, the King is the most important piece. While its movement is limited its value is higher than any other piece on the board, more important than the knight, more important than the queen and definitely more important than the bishop. It isn’t that difficult to understand. The entire point of the game is to protect the king while check mating the opponent’s, and to do that sometimes you have to sacrifice a pawn, a queen or even a bishop because at the end of the day that are all expendable pieces just there on the board to ensure victory for the king. It’s the same out there in the real world, in the day to day hustle and bustle that we call life, there is always one man standing over you who is using you as a pawn to achieve whatever it is he wants to achieve. It might be your boss, your parents, the person who claims to be your best friend, it doesn’t matter who they are or what role you think they play, the only thing that matters is that they see you as a pawn on their board that is only good for one thing – being expendable when that is what is needed.
This is a lesson that I learnt long ago, back when my father used to throw bottles at my head because I got in two minutes past curfew. People are only interested in themselves, people are only interested in their own lives, it’s pointless to rely on them because when the time comes they are going to screw you over so you may as well get in there first. Yes, I know this might sound ridiculous considering I have a long term partner and a child but the simple fact is I’m fully prepared for the day that all of that goes to hell because that’s just what you have to do. You have to act like the king, ready to throw the pawns under the bus before they do it to you. That’s why now that I have my life together I’m taking control, I’m taking over and I’m taking everything that I deserve. It started with the wrestling school, now a new house and then… well, you know all about my recent acquisition of the WFWF.
I’m a king and I’m building an empire.
I’ve been with the WFWF for six years now, busting my ass every single time I stepped into the ring for them. I bled in that ring, fought through injuries and impossible odds, rose to the top of the mountain, fell from grace and rose right back up it again. I gave it everything and then I had to watch as King Kraig took over and started running it into the ground. I couldn’t stand it, couldn’t sit by and watch as the company that I have given everything turned it into a laughing stock, drove people out and put the entire company down the financial rabbit hole. I fought against it, made trouble, tried to get rid of him but back then my heart wasn’t really in it, I was going through problems, I couldn’t save myself and the company at the same time. Luckily I didn’t have to, Kraig was gone before he could ruin the WFWF for good. I thought that would be it, that I could stop worrying and start focusing on my career again, focusing on my life. Things were looking up.
And then Xavier Pierce took over.
Xavier Pierce is the scum of this earth, a man who takes over a wrestling company when he doesn’t have a damn clue about what he is doing. Just when we got rid of one idiotic owner we gained another, but this time I was ready, I had clarity, I knew what I had to do. I was tired of watching idiot after idiot run this company into oblivion, I knew I had to take control, I had to be the shining light of salvation because I was damn sure that nobody else was going to. I had to grab control of the company from right beneath Pierce’s nose, so that’s exactly what I did. I began working away, causing trouble, threatening to destroy everything that this company has if I didn’t get my new contract, and just like the pathetic weasel that he is Pierce walked right into my trap. I stole the five per cent of the company that I needed without him having a damn clue about it and then when I sprung my grand reveal he reacted exactly how I expected him to – slap jawed and without a damn clue what was going on.
He didn’t see it coming because none of you ever see it coming, because you see a sociopath, a man obsessed with blood and relishing in the cries of agony and the cracking of bones. You see that because that is exactly what I want you to see, because that is what I have always needed you to see. Yes, I like hurting people and yes, I’ll do things that nobody else will do but the truth of the matter is that it’s all a game of mis-direction. You see a man who’s going to try to cripple you physically when behind your back I’m playing a game to destroy you emotionally, mentally or however I need to to get what I wanted. Just ask Yukio, just ask Yukio and his slowly crumbling marriage what I am capable of doing. You all thought you had me pegged that while you were waiting for me to stab you with my right hand I was stealing the WFWF with my left.
I play life like it’s a game of chess and I’m always a dozen moves ahead of you, and now… now you’re standing in my kingdom.
Good luck, you’re going to need it.
< *** >
The NEW Demon Household
Emily Hall: This… is… insane.
She looks up at the house, awe struck with the grandeur of it all. She’s spent the past six months living with us in our small, albeit beautifully furnished apartment so I get how this might be a little overwhelming for her. And it isn’t just her, Alexa is staring up at the house with amazement as well even though, unlike Emily, she actually viewed the place last month with me. Hell, even Eliza looks surprised and she’s only thirteen months old. I guess a house that costs in the six figure range will have that effect on people.
Alexa Munroe: She’s not wrong. I still don’t get how we can afford this place.
Trace Demon: I’ve been working for six years, in multiple companies for the past two, and I’ve pretty much saved most of the money I’ve made up because what was I ever going to spend it on?
Well, alcohol and pills mostly, but once I got sober that left a whole lot of disposable income that I wasn’t using anymore just sitting there in the bank.
Alexa Munroe: I can’t believe you didn’t tell me that you were filthy rich. Wasn’t the entire point of that new contract because you weren’t making enough in the first place?
Trace Demon: No, the entire point of that contract was so that I could take half of the WFWF, the extra money was just a bonus.
In truth, the extra money (what is now being called “Trace Demon money” by a certain internet wrestling community) was the smokescreen that I hid my true intentions behind. Nobody was going to believe that there wasn’t an ulterior motive if I didn’t make it about the money. You see the ordinary people, those who go through life without trying, without a purpose; they find everything easier to believe if you tell them that it’s about making money. If you have something planned, if you need to lie about your true intentions, all you need to do is come up with some story about how It's all about the benjamins and they’ll eat it all up.
Emily Hall: Can I just…
I’ve been her legal guardian for a good few months now but I still get the feeling that she doesn’t know exactly where she stands at times. She can’t tell if I’m meant to be acting like a parent, a brother or a friend. I guess I can’t blame her, I’ve got a bit of history as being unpredictable, hard to read, hard to predict what I’m going to do next, you know, all the stuff that makes me a terrible person to have as a friend but a terrifying person to have as an enemy.
Trace Demon: Go right ahead, it’s your home too.
She rushes off up the driveway and inside the large, beautiful house. I’ve never really been one who needs all of the pretty stuff in life, I was happy with my crappy little apartment and with my crappy little car but that was when it was just me. It’s gotten to that point where I had to reassess my priorities, reassess my entire situation. I mean not only does it give a sort of bad impression if the co-owner of the company is living in a three bedroom apartment and driving the same car he’s had for the past five years, but it also isn’t the kind of place that you want to raise a kid. Now a ‘however many bedrooms you can bloody imagine’ kind of house, that’s the kind of place that you want to raise a kid.
Alexa Munroe: So how much money are we talking about exactly?
Trace Demon: You start asking questions like that I’m going to leave it all to that hobo.
Alexa Munroe: What, Yukio?
Oh snap.
Trace Demon: I knew there was a reason I’m with you.
She laughs as we enter into the foyer of the house. It’s large certainly, but I didn’t go for extravagant. Had to make sure that I didn’t cross over into any of those horrible tax brackets that all the republicans are screaming and shouting about. You don’t get any of this s**t in Canada, we’re too chilled out for that. Well, we’re either chilled out or too busy getting drunk and watching Ice hockey. Good times.
Alexa Munroe: I think Eliza needs a change.
Trace Demon: I just spent six figures on a house, I think that gets me out of at least one change.
Alexa Munroe: I’ll give you one, but you better not think you’re getting any special treatment, I mean you’ve spent years pretending to be broke.
Trace Demon: Not pretending, just living a massive financial lie.
She shakes her head and laughs, walks off into the sitting room while I head out back, into the large garden complete with swimming pool. I don’t feel at home here, I doubt I will any time soon. I’m not a big house kind of guy and if I was going to be spending all of my time at home I’d have bought something a bit more in my comfort zone, say a circus, but I spend most of my time on planes, in other states and countries and then when I am actually in Los Angeles I’m down at the wrestling school or, as the past few days has proven, attending meetings at WFWF headquarters. Alexa, Emily, Eliza… they all deserve somewhere special just for having to put up with me, with my life and my past. This is as good a start as any.
Emily Hall: So, you gonna tell me why?
I turn, Emily exiting from the house as I do so. She acts like a kid sometimes but she’s got a good head on her shoulders, a better head than I had at her age. Hell, a better head than I have now.
Trace Demon: No idea what you’re talking about.
Emily Hall: The house, the new car, none of it really seems like you, but then I don’t even know if you’re you anymore, you’re not the same guy who I met last year.
Trace Demon: Shouldn’t you be calling Scarlett right about now?
Emily has been spending a ridiculous amount of time talking with Emily over the past few weeks ever since they had some accidental phone call. I don’t really care too much, Scarlett is a nice enough kid even if she has some of the old McGurk crazy in her, but I don’t want her being dragged any further into my world than she has to be. The people in my world, well, it never really ends well for anyone. And by anyone, I mean the other person, I generally come out golden.
Emily Hall: Come on, what’s going on with you? You’re not the mess you were back then, it’s not a bad thing it’s just weird.
Trace Demon: Well that’s exactly it, I’m not a mess anymore. I know what’s going on, I know who I am now, what I want, what I need. I know what’s important, you, Alexa, Eliza. I don’t want you growing up in the kind of place that I grew up in, I want you to have the world at your fingertips, to make something of yourself. I’m the same man that I was when we met, I’ve just got my priorities right. This, this is a good start.
Emily Hall: A start? A start for what?
I glance at her, give a little smile, and think back on the exact same conversation that I had with Wayne a few days earlier.
Except that one was a bit more frantic.
< *** >
The House of Hell Wrestling School
One Day Prior
Wayne McGurk: What is this?
Wayne bursts through my office door, and by burst I mean angrily use the handle and open it, not explode through it Incredible Hulk style. He’s definitely pissed off about something, but come on man, if you’re going to make an entrance you kick the door down and say “you wouldn’t like me when I’m angry”.
Wayne McGurk: What the hell do you think you’re doing?
Trace Demon: Trying to figure out what was up with the aliens on American Horror Story.
Wayne McGurk: What?
Trace Demon: Exactly. Sometimes I wonder if there are writers out there who have just completely lost their train of thought and have no idea what they’re doing anymore.
True story.
Wayne McGurk: Explain to me what this is.
He slams a piece of paper dramatically down on my desk. Why couldn’t he have put that kind of dramatic effort into his entrance?
Trace Demon: A piece of paper. This isn’t going to be another recycling talk is it? I told you, I got the bins mixed up one time.
Wayne McGurk: What’s on the paper?
I glance down and see that it’s a print out from the official WFWF website, specifically a print out of the latest card. The one that has Scarlett against….
Trace Demon: Ah.
Wayne McGurk: Ah? Ah? That’s all you have to say? I’m sitting down in my office when one of those kids tells me to check the card. I figure “oh, it’s Trace’s first card in charge, there’s probably some messed up main event with Schneider and Yukio fighting some Bengal tigers.
Trace Demon: How did you know what I had planned for the next show?
Wayne McGurk: What were you thinking? Putting Schneider in the ring against Scarlett?
And here I was thinking this was about throwing Mak and Cam inside a steel cage. I guess Wayne hasn’t joined the health and safety police just yet.
Trace Demon: Did you miss the part where Penny Shannon’s name is right next to Scarlett’s on the card?
Wayne McGurk: You know the history between that psycho and my family better than anybody, why would you willingly put them in the ring together? You know what he’ll do to her, you know what those carnival freaks he’s got with him will do to them if they get their hands on him, you can’t fuc…
Trace Demon: Oh grow up Wayne.
He’s taken aback just enough to shut him up. He knows that I don’t generally give a crap what people are saying, that I’ll be as blunt with my friends as I will with my enemies, but that isn’t why he’s shocked of course.
Wayne McGurk: You’re telling me to grow up? You, one of the few people who thought Ben & Kate was a good show.
Trace Demon: It was both funny and pulled at the heart strings damn it!
Wayne McGurk: Listen to me Trace, I do not want Scarlett in that ring with that psychopath. Cancel the match.
Trace Demon: It’s not gonna happen, and I’m not doing this to mess with you or to get Scarlett hurt, I’m doing this for her. She is going to be in that ring with three guys at the pay per view, one of them Schneider and the other two… well the other two are idiots but still, she needs to be ready. I took her on because I knew that she could handle herself, that she could be a star, and to do that she needs to face Schneider head on and go to war just like I’ve done time and time before.
Wayne McGurk: She isn’t you, she’s my daughter.
Trace Demon: Not when she’s in that ring she’s not!
I shout it at him, it’s the only way that I’m going to get through to him, to make him understand. McGurk’s are notorious for having a thick skull and being stubborn to boot.
Trace Demon: When she’s in that ring she’s Scarlett Quinn the wrestler, not Scarlett Quinn the daughter of the overly pessimistic Wayne McGurk. I’m doing this for you as much as I am for her. You need to get over this fear, get it through your head that she can handle herself, that she knows what she’s doing and that I know what I’m doing. This right here Wayne, this is a start, not just for me but for my family, for Scarlett, for you and Vanessa, this is the start.
Wayne McGurk: The start? The start of what?
I get out of my seat, walking over towards the large window that looks out on the main floor of the wrestling school.
Trace Demon: I’m in control now Wayne, of my life, of my job, of my urges. I’m finally in control of every single aspect of the game that is life, and now it’s time to build. This school, my new house, the WFWF, it’s all just the beginning. I’m a king Wayne… and I’m building an empire.
< *** >
WFWF Headquarters
If I had to say one nice thing about Xavier Pierce it’d be that he knows a good decorator, because the WFWF headquarters are a hell of a lot nicer than back when I was running the place a few years back. Of course, that may have been King Kraig’s doing, the guy struck me as a bit of a home developer in his spare time. I took one of the offices on the top floor and by took it I mean I kicked out two of the executive producers of Revolution and smashed down a wall to make a huge ass office, because size matters people and I’m larger in life and now in office than Xavier Pierce. I lean back in the expensive chair that I stole from one of the accountants, I think he brought it from home because there’s no way that this is office issue, and read over a load of documents that I have little interest in. That’s when the speaker on my desk goes off and the slightly drone, monotone voice of my otherwise smoking hot secretary rings through.
Secretary: Mr. Pierce is heading your way sir.
Trace Demon: Thank you mindless automaton, over and out.
Yes, I know you don’t need to say over when you’re speaking through a speaker, but I’m trying to be the eccentric boss that everybody likes to talk about but everybody is scared to talk too.
Xavier Pierce: Trace! What do you think you’re doing?
My office door is pushed open without a knock and the dull, punchable figure of Xavier Pierce walks in. I guess the art of dramatic entrances really has been lost in the modern era. Shame, now I’ll have to rethink sky diving into the board meeting tomorrow.
Trace Demon: You wouldn’t believe how many people have asked me that this week. It’s like nobody understands that when I’m alone I’m generally thinking about random pop culture references or new ways to insult Yukio Blaze.
Yukio Blaze is so dirty that he made right guard turn left. Boom!
Xavier Pierce: You signed off on the card without my go ahead.
Trace Demon: I also took a s**t in your desk, I’m guessing I should have got your permission to do that as well.
Xavier Pierce: You better me kidding me.
Trace Demon: Of course I am, lighten up man, we’re working together now, I’m only going to make your life hell when the cameras are actually rolling.
Okay, so that’s a lie, but it does remind me that I need to get someone to record Xavier’s reaction when he opens his desk and finds my little present.
Xavier Pierce: Look, I don’t like you Trace, you’re arrogant, sociopathic and a massive pain in my ass but somehow we’re working together now, which means you can’t make decisions without me, especially not when it comes to what we’re showing on live television.
Trace Demon: Pierce, I saw your preliminary card, it didn’t even have me on it.
Xavier Pierce: You’re the co-owner now, I can’t have you going off beating on our guys every week, it’s bad for business.
Trace Demon: I might be the co-owner, but I’m a wrestler first and foremost. I promised the world that I was going to change the face of the WFWF, repair all the damage that you did and I’m not going to do that sitting in an office when I could be out in the ring kicking ass. I need to be the change I seek.
Xavier Pierce: You need to put this company first.
I sigh, my trademark overdramatic sigh that I only do when I want someone to really know that they’ve been a massive idiot. I’ve had to cut down on using it recently because if I sighed every time Xavier was a massive idiot then I’d never stop. And then when would I breathe? Got to think these things through now that I’m the king.
Trace Demon: Tell me about Joe Bishop.
The question comes a bit out of left field for him and I can see the confusion on his face. Good, I’ve got a point to make and it’s so much easier when they don’t have a clue what I’m talking about.
Xavier Pierce: Um, former National Champion, on the verge of hitting midcard drawing status, lacklustre merchandise sales especially compared to a guy like Carter Contra who somehow seems capable of selling anything if you slap his face on it. The finance guys say that he brings in more than we pay him though so it all pans out on the right side of the accounts. Now tell me, why the hell do you care about any of that?
Trace Demon: I don’t, but you do and that’s the difference here. I asked you about Joe Bishop and you immediately pulled out all of the financial stuff that you could think of because that’s who you are, a glorified accountant, a businessman if you want to push the term down in the gutters a little bit. Do you know what I think when someone asks me about Joe Bishop?
Xavier Pierce: If I say I don’t care are you just going to tell me anyway.
Well at least he’s finally starting to catch on.
Trace Demon: Joe Bishop is a wrestler, a good technician with some solid submission skills and a mean streak when he’s in the ring. Definitely not the top of the card kind of guy just yet but someone with the talent to push himself up there if he just buckles down and puts in the work needed to make it there. He’s coming off of a loss to Carter Contra, worse still he lost the National Championship to him, but it’s a title that he’s been outgrowing for a while now anyway and he knows it. He’s gunning for bigger and better things and that means he’s gunning for me. Do you want to know why that’s what I think about?
Xavier Pierce: Honestly, I really don’t.
Trace Demon: Because I’m a wrestler, because when I book a card I do it from the outlook of getting the best from these guys and helping them grow into something better than they could ever hope for. Did I maybe get a little carried away by booking Schneider against two girls, sure, but who cares really? He’s a d**k and everyone knows it. You’re a businessman Xavier, you’re concerned with what’s best for the bank, I’m a wrestler, I only care about what’s best for the future of this company in that ring, not in my pockets. There are a dozen other companies I could have afforded to have invested in if I only wanted money, but I didn’t, because I want to make this company great again and you don’t do that by thinking about merchandise sales.
Xavier Pierce: I get it Trace, you’re a working class guy who’s hit it big and now you want to help the boys, but this is a business…
Trace Demon: We’re a wrestling company first and a business second damn it! And I don’t care about the boys, I don’t care about anybody else haven’t you realized that yet? In all the time I’ve been screwing with people’s heads haven’t you realized that I just don’t give a s**t about them? I care about this company, not the people in it, I care about making it great so my legacy will be as the guy who was champion in the best fed in the world, not in a lacklustre business orientated s**t heap. I’m going to save this company Xavier, and if you’re going to stand in my way then I’m going to run straight through you just like I’ve done to so many others. Understand?
Xavier Pierce: This isn’t going to end the way you think it will Trace, I hope you understand that.
He heads for the door, thinking that he’s got the final word, but nobody gets the final word around here unless it’s me.
Trace Demon: Everything ends the way I think it will Xavier, because I’m Trace Demon! I’m the master of this game, I’m the damn king and I’m already three steps ahead of you! I’m in your head Xavier, you know it, I know it, my mindless automaton of a secretary knows it. I always win Xavier, because I’m Trace Demon!
I always win.
< *** >
Every piece on the board serves a purpose. Every piece on the board is there for a reason. Now that reason could be a glorious attack on the opposing player or it could be to act as a distraction, to act as a sacrifice for the greater good. And this goes for life as much as it does for the game, everybody is on this planet for a reason but usually that reason isn’t the one they were hoping for. Usually that reason isn’t to go out in a blaze of glory it’s to plod along day to day, month to month, year to year, putting money in somebody else’s pockets and those that don’t… those that don’t dedicate themselves to making money for other people well they’re usually left out in the cold, out on the streets unable to live comfortably because they didn’t do a good enough job abiding my societies rules. They didn’t get to make the decisions, they didn’t get to set the pace, to make their own rules and because of that they now have nothing. And I mean, the people that play by the rules, they’ve got nothing either, because they may as well be hollow inside because they’re not living their lives for themselves.
There’s only one exception, and that’s the person that sees everybody else around him and figures out how to play the game, how to be the lead, how to be the king. Because once you manage that, once you figure out how to get everybody else working for you, protecting you, answering to you… you’re in control, and that’s what you need to be, you need to be in control. For years now I’ve fought against it, I thought I knew what I was doing, I thought I could combat the expectations and the pushing of other people, I thought I could play off of the board and still be a somebody but it was hard, it just didn’t work. But I could never be a pawn, I could never answer to anybody else, it just isn’t in my blood, it isn’t in my soul and maybe that makes me a bad man, that I’d purposefully fight against the standard that you have all accepted as what must simply be. Maybe that makes me crazy, or a sociopath or a monster… but I just couldn’t do it.
So I kept fighting all my life, and then one morning I woke up and I realized that I had to be something more. I woke up and I asked myself what I was doing, why I was fighting, I realized that there was another way; there was another way to live my life outside of being a pawn and outside of fighting the game. I realized that I had to be the king. Because I watched people, I watched them take my money, and I watched them take my respect because they were happy in their place and I thought what the hell am I doing? Why the hell am I letting these people take things from me when all they do is sit around and play by the rules set by other people? What kind of world is that? What kind of society are we living in when we reward those who follow other people like sheep? It’s better to be a shepherd than to be a sheep, it’s better to be the leader than it is to be a follower. It’s better to be a king than to be a pawn, or a queen, or a bishop. But best of all, best of all…
It’s best to change the game in your favour.
So that is what I am doing, I’m not going to play by your rules and I sure as hell am not going to follow them. I am going to make my own rules, I am going to change what everybody thinks they know, I am going to open a door and give them the chance to walk through it into a better world, a world where talent and heart and soul is respected, where it is honoured, when the ability to beat the rules is what grants success. It started when I took fifty per cent of the WFWF, that was the first real piece on my new board. Xavier Pierce wants to run it all by numbers, that’s his game because for so long he’s been in the position of king, a position he doesn’t deserve but one that he has. But now his rules are changing, it isn’t going to be the man who shouts the loudest anymore, it isn’t going to be the man that sells the most s**t, it isn’t going to be the man who plays politics. It is going to be the man who hits hardest, it is going to be the man who wrestles his heart out, we are going to reward those who should be rewards.
And it starts with you Joe Bishop.
You’ve got an unfortunate name, it doesn’t really do a whole lot for my metaphor, it actually goes directly against it, but hey, what’s in a name right? What does it matter what you’re called? It doesn’t, I don’t care, I don’t care what you’re called or what your story is, I don’t care what’s running through your mind or what’s running down your leg when you see my first coming at your face. I only care about what you’re going to do. I only care about the fight that you are going to bring. You were languishing, holding that National Championship when you should have been stepping up and then you lost it to a man obsessed with video games. But that’s okay, that was the past, that was the old regime, this is the new, this is your chance to prove yourself as something greater than you ever thought you could be. You’ve got the talent Bishop, you need the mind-set, you need the drive and the focus and the motivation so I gave it to you, I set it out for you on a f*****g silver platter. I am your motivation.
You beat me and you’ve not only beaten the new co-owner of the WFWF but you’ve beaten the International Champion, you’ve beaten the man who has been undefeated since April of last year, the only man with that kind of streak might I add, the only man who hasn’t lost in nine matches. That kind of win can make a career Bishop, that kind of win puts you on my radar. Now I don’t intend for that to happen, I don’t intend to lose, I intend for this to be number ten, but you have the chance and that’s all you need, that opportunity. Because the moment you have that opportunity you have the means to go out and shock the world. Just like everybody else in the WFWF now has. You beat me and I will personally give you a shot at my International Championship, I will personally sign my name off of on that match. Because that is the kind of king that I am. I’m the kind of king who will you an opportunity and if you succeed, I will applaud, but if you fail… if you fail I will break you, I will end you without a second thought.
I might be the co-owner and I might be giving out chances left and right, but I am still the same man who has been tormenting that homeless piece of crap Yukio Blaze, I am still the same man who took out Tommy Staxx a couple of weeks back because he didn’t have his eyes on the prize, I am still the same man who injures people and beats champions. Joe Bishop, you have an opportunity at greatness, grasp it, pull yourself up because if you don’t then I will push you down into the abyss and you will never see the light of day again. Just ask Yukio Blaze because after everything I have done to him he can’t even show up this week. I will do that to anyone if they mess with me, and I consider not taking the opportunity I have given you as messing with me.
And don’t think I’ve forgotten about you Yukio, I haven’t, I couldn’t, as much as I would want to you are still the black mark that has carried over into my new life. And once I am done either making or breaking Joe Bishop I have something for you, one last gift that will top everything that I have given you so far. So watch closely, get ready, because finally the name Revolution actually means something, finally Revolution isn’t just a branding opportunity for Xavier Pierce, it isn’t just a money grabbing name change, it is the message that I am sending to you all. Show me a revolution and I will show you the promised lands.
Welcome to my kingdom, hail me as your king.
