A fluke... [Invite]

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Cal had been working out at a local gym in LA, in preparation for a return to Chicago a return to GCW and a drive to regain what was rightfully his. The Continental Heavyweight Championship and prove that there was only one Titan worth watching and it was "Caliente" Cal C****fire. Cal was working on his biceps they were built for show and to go, he was looking to add a good fifteen pounds of muscle so he could cope with the bigger men on the roster. Actually in Cal's mind it was only to make it easier. Upon the conclusion of his workout Cal showed and got changed before heading back home to spend some time with Kiss and he turned on the radio.

"GCW may be in the off season but the rumors are flying, and here in LA it's home to former World Champion Cal Crossfire. Unfortunately we have to agree with Jack Jyndal's quote, Cal is transitional Champion of the year. After losing in the first defense against the same man twice. Shia Storm."

Cal turned off the radio as it only depressed him.

"Transitional, bullshit. GCW doesn't know what true talent is."

However the more Cal thought about it the more his confidence dropped, it was true. Cal had beaten the Avenger but nobody said Cal was the better man on that night, simply that Avenger didn't show up. This began eating away at Cal months and months of this talk hadn't got to him until now. Cal pulled into the driveway and up to the house he got out of the car, grabbing his back his footsteps moody as he stomped up to the front door. Opening it and tossing his bag to the side in one fluid motion, he slammed the door a little harder than usual and moved to the living room before sitting on the couch and letting out a huge sigh.

"I don't know? Maybe I am."

[Kiss Wilmington]

Kiss was sitting on her sofa, reading a magazine and enjoying a whiskey as she heard the door slamming, it was harder than usual, Kiss could feel that, she slowly turned around when she saw her man down and out and letting out a huge sigh. Kiss was dazzled, Cal was never the depressed guy, at least she had never seen him sad.

Maybe you are what Cal?

Kiss stood up and went next to her man.

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Cal looked at Kiss and tried to force a smile for her before speaking.

"I beat the Avenger, it's my defining moment inside the ring. Something I should take as my step towards greatness. When I turn around all I hear is that it was luck, the Avenger was a shadow of himself, Cal got lucky. I beat Shia Storm, then I lost to him... TWICE. Jack was right I am transitional champion of the year. First place in the losers stake."

Cal looked down at the floor.

"All this time it never bothered me, until today."

[Kiss Wilmington]

Kiss hits Cal on the arm with an open hand, she was being severe as she didn't like the tide of the things now.

Is that what is worrying you?! A bloody title? Cal since when do you listen to what those bloody pillocks say about you?... Avenger... Avenger! Think this way Cal, does that wanker have a girl like you have? Uh? Does he? No, he doesn't because that barmpot has nothing but his cheap coat, Cal I am guaranteeing you, you can have all the titles in this federation and be a bloody loser Cal.

And they are, you aren't... Shia Storm, who cares about him anyway? He just makes a bloody sap out of himself everytime he opens his mouth. So yeah, tough titty if he beat you twice, bet he has been beaten more times and he doesn't make a bloody scene. Man up Cal! And if Jack Jyndal feels like criticizing my man, we should pay him with the same coin, don't you think so Cal? That muppet will know what's taking the piss out of someone, if you let me come out Cal and tell him what I think about him!

You could tell Kissy was angry, she didn't feel like having Cal down for such things.

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"Kiss, I am a wrestler. You ever consider that my greatest achievement in my working life is constantly trashed on every wrestling talk show. It's like you with that Regina woman, she beat you and it upset you. So imagine if you were told that beating her was just luck like it never should have happened?"

Cal rubbed his arm.

"You have to understand that my ego is bruised, it's something I have achieved. Yeah my personal life is great and I am glad to have you babe. But I need to feel like a world champion and everybody saying it should never have happened I don't."

Cal stood up and moved toward the window, looking out at the grounds of the estate.

"I'd like to one day own a place like this and say that I was a legend... Maybe have a few Cross-Wilmingtons running around... In the future of course. I'd like them to be proud of who there father is and reel off what made him a legend."

[Kiss Wilmington]

Kiss felt she had been way harsh with Cal, but that was the only way she felt she could make Cal react and not fall in any vicious cycle of self-pity.

Ay, true Cal, I was upset when Regina won that contest, and god, it took me a bloody long time to get over it, but finally I did. And hell I had reasons to be upset, you don't know how vain we models are, and Cal I know you have an ego, but men with ego don't allow pity comments vomited by some plonger like Shia Storm or by some twat like Jack Jyndal, get over him and bring him down, Cal.

And by the way, the thought of having Cross-Wilmingtons around, let's leave that for the future right? If you want to feel like a true champion, then brush those comments like dirt off your shoulders Cal, grab a bloody set of balls, walk into the face of those clamdiggers who diss you, and beat them up badly. We'll take the piss off a crippled Shia when you have the world title, Cal.

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"I don't know Kiss I guess it finally got to me today, I don't know why but my reigns were short when I look back. I don't know if I was just below par those nights or I was at my best and lost to simply the better man."

Cal moved over to the drinks cabinet and poured to glasses of scotch. Then he walks back over to Kiss and hands her a glass, before knocking his back without tasting it.

"This time last year I was racing cars, ha, more like bringing up the rear or crashing. I see the roster that GCW is building and sure they are good wrestlers but they don't have a personality between them. Just a bunch lame drones that stumble around in the dark waiting for a title shot to be given to them."

Cal then looked at a wrestling magazine on the side table.

"And rumors of 'his' retirement, I need to face him one more time."

Cal picks up the magazine and points to the cover with a picture of the Avenger on it.

"I need to face him again and beat him... His last match."

[Kiss Wilmington]

Kiss smiles, she loved Cal being evil

That's what I wanna hear Cal. Avenger just waits for the pistol that puts himself and his career out of misery, and you, "Caliente" Cal Crossfire, you'll be that man.

Kiss grabs the magazine Cal pointed to, and rips off the Avenger cover and throws it into the fireplace, Kiss then grabs a picture of Cal and puts it on the magazine

Now it's fantasy Cal, but we'll work our way to make this real, and I hope you help me to put another slapper out of misery.

Kiss opens the magazine and shows Cal a picture of Ashley Raimond

That sap is yet to meet a worth competitor, I'll be that woman Cal, we'll be the next power couple, we'll make that the entire GCW roster, thanks God and licks our crocodile-skinned boots when we walk on the streets!

Kiss was getting carried away by her words, but Cal loved seeing Kiss getting red and determined

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Cal loved seeing Kiss in any way possible. Cal's bravado was false he put it on just to impress Kiss, most of the things he did now was to impress her. The suggestion of him stomping Avenger into retirement was more for her sake than his own.

"Yeah, we are gonna show them all."