Destiny in Check [Spoilers]

[Daniel Justice]

“1...2...3"

That was it. The bell had rung and a new Mid-Atlantic Champion was crowned in Daniel Justice. He fell to the mat as the back and forth match had now come to an end. A smile appeared on his face as he went to his knees and the referee handed him the championship.

“I did it...”

Those were the words he spoke as he stood up from the mat and began to celebrate after pinning the champion himself, Steve Toreno. Just made his way up to the turnbuckle and waved the belt up in the air as a mixed reaction came from the crowd. He then placed the belt over his shoulder and passed his hand through his hair as he began to make his way out of the ring. As he made his way up the ramp he untaped his wrist bands and had a smile still on his face. He passed through the curtain as he had a smile on his face.

“Ah, it feels good to hold a piece of gold that’s for sure.”

He looked around the backstage area before he arrived at his locker room door and he leaned against it momentarily sitting down on the bench that was next to the door holding the belt in his right hand for a moment. He then spoke up yet again.

“My destiny has come true tonight...”

[mg]

All of a sudden his door bust open and the camera eruptly goes to MG feeled with fusteration. He walks in and look at Daniel in the face.

Mutha Fucka I want a rematch! A rematch to where you forced yourself into. That was my match. I didn't even sweat in the match because I was too busy fucking ya'll up. I'm better then you, Toreno and Angel Fire.

[Daniel Justice]

“You’re better than me huh?”

Daniel laughs as he holds the belt in his hand, scratching his chin. He looks at MG and shakes his head as he scratches his chin some more. He then stands up and he places the belt over his shoulder, adjusting it momentarily with a smile on his face.

“Well if you’re better than me, how come I’m the one standing here with the belt, and you’re standing there whining and crying, in which isn’t helping your situation MG.”

He then shakes his head some more pausing for a moment. He looks around his locker room before he then speaks up yet again.

“A rematch? A rematch for what? This wasn’t your belt... You don’t deserve a damn thing. You walk around here thinking you’re all big and tough deserving title shots here and there, but guess what? That ain’t going to happen just now. You want a shot at this championship, then go out there, win some matches, prove you’re a contender and maybe you’ll earn a shot. As for now, I’ve got a title win to celebrate.”

[mg]

What the fuck are you talking about!!! I did do that! I beat the champion my damn self. Without extra beatings from other people I beat that quiting mutha fucka. Man you know what.

MG pulls out a blunt and lights it up and takes a big drag out of it and starts to cough as his eyes water.

Damn, you stressing me out the last two times I was stress I broke a vending machine and broke a bar window. You pissing me off Justice. You owe me a title shot because I earned it myself and then you swooped in like a damn bitch and took it away from me.

MG looks up in the air shaking his fist

It was supposed to be a one on one mutha fucka!!! Don't piss me off!!!

He takes a puff and then leans his back on the wall stretching his legs.

Woooo. Man.

[Daniel Justice]

“Is that so?”

Justice shakes his head with a smirk on his face. Felt good to hold some gold for once in GCW after making a return this season. He looks at MG, as he continues to whine about his championship shot and Justice then speaks again.

“Well, life’s a bitch sometimes MG, learn to deal with that.”

He then heard the words in which MG said he “owed him” a title shot, in which that brought confusion to him so that he spoke up again.

“Oh and as for owing you anything? Guess what MG... I don’t owe you shit. I don’t care if you pinned the former champion, that means nothing now. I hold the belt. You want a title shot, how about you prove you can pin me? Because you sure as hell couldn’t do it tonight.”

[mg]

MG takes another pull and puffs away.

Alright. Just remeber this

MG walks over to the door and opens it.

When my shine is on the line I tend to never lose. See you on Mayhem.

MG leaves out