What are you doing here? (Remmy)

[Aphrodite]

Championship material?

Yeah, she'd heard about it. GCW cameras even caught Remmy being thrown out of Pryor's locker room, clutching his jaw. She didn't know what started it, she didn't care. All that she read on the website was that there was potential for an encounter tonight on LockUP!. This wasn't wise on behalf of her assosciate, Jin Remmy.

It wasn't wise for the upcoming pay per view either, where her client and the champion were already at a disadvantage having the possibility of Jack Jyndal involved. All and all, she was pretty pissed off about this situation. Graciela comes up to her...

"Aphrodite... One has to wonder what can happen tonight, hm? We're trying to piece together the story about the fight after MayheM ourselves... can you provide some insight?"

She looked annoyed.

"Honestly? If I had any type of contact with Jin before tonight to figure out what kind of mess he's gotten himself into now... do you think I'd really tell you all? Our lives are on camera enough, thank you very much... I'm sure that you don't need to snoop and pry into such miniature things. Just know this...

If I fail tonight in making Jin have some sense? You may have one hell of a show on your hands and I'd say not to miss it.

But again, that's if I fail."

She walked away from Graciela, folding her arms. Her loud heels clicked throughout the hallways, seeking Jin Remmy.

[Jayceon Williams]

...Wouldn't be too hard to find Jin Remmy either. As fate would have it, when Aphrodite was on the look out for that nyukka, the limousine came pulling on up into the arena parking lot. The cameras showed the limousine pulling up to a halt. The driver got out and headed on to the back of the vehicle. Reaching forward and opening the door, out stepped Jin mothafuggin' Remmy from the limousine seat. Oh yeah. Limousine ridin', jet flyin', Jon Pryor breakin', champion shakin' son of a gun. Of course, the sounds of the fans cheering could be heard while Jin was seen on the screen. He wasn't dressed in anything fancy. Just some casual wear like a hooded sweatshirt, a pair of goggles, some jeans and a pair of sneakers. Typical Jin Remmy wear. A smirk graced his face as he nodded to his driver and made his way into the arena.

"Damn it feels good to be Jin Remmy. Aha!"

Once inside the arena, he started heading towards his destination. First stop on his list of things to do tonight was head on over to his locker room. While walking towards his locker room, the sound of high heels clicking on the floor could be heard. Guess it was fate that would bring the two business partners together, eh? Aphrodite was in Jin's line of vision as the two grew ever closer to his locker room door. He threw his hands up into the air and yelled out to his business partner....

"Yoooooooooooooooooooooo! Whattup partner?! "

[Aphrodite]

"You tell me what's up..."

She didn't break stride, while walking briskly toward him. Reaching up, she placed her hand on the side of his jaw.

"You didn't lose any teeth, did you? I have already heard a few things from after MayheM went off the air..."

[Jayceon Williams]

Jin looked at Aphrodite's hand on his cheek, then he looked back at her. That grin on his face grew and a laugh escaped him...

"Haha... Nah. He got a helluva right hand, but nothing major. You should have seen his face thought. It was priceless."

He shrugged his shoulders.

"I was just confronting him about our unfortunate loss against Jack Jyndal and Shayne Williams. He started getting defensive, but I think I really got to him. Like REALLY got under his skin. Hahahaha... Got inside his head and I'm going to push this nyukka to his breaking point. Once I got him right where I want him, I'm going to shatter his world and watch it crumble underneath his feet."

[Aphrodite]

"Good boy."

She pats his cheek while her hand was still there, before crossing her arms under her breasts.

"Push him until he breaks, be the man that mentally destroys the great Jon Pryor... and take his belt?

I like that. It works much better than being "the guy that held the belt before the next one..."

But, here's the thing. You're going to push him until he breaks... right? Then what the hell are you doing here, giving him what he wants? You know that he's out for your blood, right? GCW.Com is reporting that the two of you are supposed to fight and everything... and, well,

You may be stepping directly into his element here. Don't you think that's kind of un-wise and against everything that you say you're going to do to him before Ascension?"

[Jayceon Williams]

"Yeah. I can see how me getting into a scuffle with him would be me giving him what he wants. I can see how it could prove to be a bad idea and not exactly the smartest thing to do. Then again... It's not exactly smart for the great Jon Pryor to exhaust all he's got before Ascension? Now is it? Hahahaha... You see..."

He nodded his head and continued...

"By the time Ascension rolls around... Jon Pryor isn't going to know what to do. His mind is fragile right now. I proved that when I made him strike. I broke him. He couldn't handle the pressure. All he could do was simply lash out at me... I'm sure he's somewhere right now. Just wishing that he had his hands around me right now."

He lifted his hand up with his index finger extended. Then he tapped the side of his head and nodded again...

"Knowing this... It's already a victory for me. I did this to him. Sure. He can bring up all my failures. But that's nothing compared to the mental breakdown awaiting him. Jon Pryor will not walk out of Ascension the GCW World Champion. It's going to be impossible for him to focus."

[Aphrodite]

"That's all good and all..."

Her gold eyes traced into his...

"But remember. It's not just Pryor that you have to deal with anymore. You're at as much of a disadvantage as he is... and you're going to lead the both of you to be much more disadvantaged than Jack Jyndal as well. Remember that. You have to look at the full picture instead of a miniscule game of one ups man ship...

[Jayceon Williams]

"Ah. Yeah. That nyukka."

Jin hadn't forgotten about him. He just wasn't too worried about Jack Jyndal. He was confident in his abilities that he could take on Jack. Shayne Williams though... Might need to catch him on the rebound for that cheapshot while Jon Pryor was busy losing the match. Jin tilted his head back and scoffed...

"I haven't forgot about him. Should factor in his own demise into the equation as well, seeing as how he blew enough smoke and made so much noise about getting into the title race. I'm sure he's mighty proud of himself for defeating our beloved World Champion last week on MayheM. That nyukka Pryor should've let me handle things but... Meh... It's all and said done with already. Can't change it. We lost cause he couldn't handle Jyndal."

Then he leaned forward and pointed that index finger up again while he was talking. Putting much emphasis on what he was about to say next...

"Then again... That's one issue me and Pryor don't share. Jyndal is not a threat to me. Yeah. He is in the ladder match. But he's no threat to me personally. I can handle Jyndal. I personally dropped him from the title race when this whole fiasco started. I can handle him. No problem."

[Aphrodite]

"Your confidence is staggering...

But again. It's an entirely different ball game when both are against you. Your best bet, I would say... is to make sure that you injure Pryor tonight. Severely weaken him, or better yet, take him out of the match completely. Then it would be Jack and Jack only.

But, I shudder to think what can happen if he gets the upper hand. I've only heard of how bad a Jon Pryor snapping can turn out, and from the sounds of it, you're lucky you escaped with only a sore jaw at MayheM."

[Jayceon Williams]

"I care not how big and bad Jon Pryor comes off in his own little world. Should I go into this with fear in my heart? Nah. Not going to happen. I'm not afraid of Jon Pryor. I will never fear Jon Pryor. I refuse to put him on a level higher than myself and walk into a match fearing what the outcome may be. I'm going to go in and do what I do best. And that's whip that punk nyukka's ass. I've already got him on his breaking point. All I need to do is capitalize on it. You say I should be wary because of what Jon Pryor is capable of when he gets into this kind of mind state. But frankly, I don't give a damn. I know what he's capable of and I know what he's done before. My homework on Jon Pryor is done and it's A+ material. I know what he can do, and at the same time, I know what he won't do. What he won't do is be able to stop me and my quest for the top. It's as simple as that."

Jin shrugged his shoulders.

"Jack Jyndal on the other hand? Maybe I do give him too little credit. Maybe I do have a very low opinion of him. That is because he has yet to prove to ME that he's good enough. He has yet to make me believe that he's worth a damn. Maybe he gave Jon Pryor a little wake up call in that tag team match. But if that was me in the ring? Jack Jyndal would be facing an inevitable deja vu of his punk ass suffering another excruciating loss to his his record by yours truly. So far... My record against him is flawless. I've wiped the mat with him last season. I've wiped the mat with him so far this season. Jack Jyndal is not a threat to me. I dare him to prove me wrong. He hasn't been able to yet, and I fail to see him ever doing so in the future."

[Aphrodite]

"Right..."

She looked to the left, seeing a television on the monitor. Sources had started to pay attention to the parking garage since they came and talked to her, and at that moment, another vehicle pulled up. There were only cameras, as they were being cautious over the health of an interviewer.

"I'm sure that soon you'll have your chance to send the biggest statement to both of them for Ascension..."

She watched the door open...


(TBC Pryor, after school...)

[Jon Pryor]

The car inches to a stop. Another Mustang that Jon Pryor has bought for himself... the first car he's owned in two years. But, no matter. The door opens, and the camera focuses on a black work boot that steps heavily onto the ground. It pushes into the ground, supporting the weight of the man that steps out. Dressed in jeans with a tank top sporting his logo, Jon Pryor's taped fists close his door. He walks around to the trunk, popping it open before sliding his keys in his pocket. The look on his face is purely that of business. Reaching inside the trunk, he smiles deviously as he pulls out his favorite "toy."

Four feet of thick chain. He begins to wrap it around his fist and arm, lining his forearm with the chain. It stops beneath his elbow. Jon was brutally efficient with a weapon such as this, dating back to his days as LXW Champion. Some... "Lizard" surely got his ass smoked by this thing... and tonight, he was going to make damn sure that it was Remmy.

Of course, security bum rushed him, and after a brief altercation, he was relieved of the chain. No matter. Jon came for a fight, and he was able to get back into the arena to make a bee-line for the dead man walking, Jin Remmy...