New Path (Crossfire)

[Jon Pryor]

"Save Yourself" hits the speakers, and that can only mean one thing. Jon Pryor, the former champion (Yes, he's willing to accept that now...) is addressing the GCW universe. The flames erupt, the technical blue lights bathe him, and he slowly makes his way to the ring. His confidence doesn't seem to be shot, strangely, seeing as he was destined to become the GCW World Champion for a second time at LockUP! seemingly uncontested until the final moments.

Perhaps, it is time to address those.

"LockUP!... one week ago. How fresh is it all in your minds?

Mine... I think about it all of the time. Instead of the formal appeals, protests, sent to the front office... I finally found someone that was reasonable enough to see that I was robbed of what was rightfully mine. My official rematch. And you know who that someone was?

Our GCW World Champion, Jack Jyndal.

Yeah, I said it. Yeah, I accept it. See, Jack withstood a barrage from me unlike many that I've ever unleashed before. He was beaten down, I had him cornered, I had him bloodied. Just one, quick, ring of fire away and bam. You'd have a new GCW World Champion. But, Jack and I... we're not so different, are we? He persevered, he came back against the onslaught that I'd unleashed...

He won. Caught me with a quick cutter. So, Jack, tonight... best of luck to you. I'm not done being champion yet, but enjoy your time to shine. For the record, my money's on Haven standing across that ring from you.

Now, that that's out of the way, this brings us here to tonight. See, I have an open dance card, and instead of waiting for one of my elimination chase opponents to get eliminated and crush his skull for trying to be me, I feel the need to do something different. Rather than go after Carson Freedom from halting my ridiculous trek back to the GCW World Championship...

I'm doing something different. See, every man gets what is coming to him. I made my case last week, and I was given my title shot that I deserved. Now, I'm going to do something that takes us back to... oh... late January. I'm sure that you all remember the infamous "Turbo-Negro..." correct? Roll the footage...

A video plays on the jumbotron/.

"See, disrespect on the way out of a departing former champion. Am I offering myself up? Probably, but there's more..."

Surprisingly, his face twists into a sinister grin...

"Cal, a great performer once said... to be the man, you've got to beat the man. When I saw this video... I know full well, you were not, nor never will be, anything close to the man. You're looking at him, right here. Rather than go through the list of who all I've fought, what all feathers I've ruffled, whatever federations I've took on face first in war...

I'm going to pick right on you. The man who's only claim to fame was a shocking "abortion" on live TV. The man who was GCW World Champion for only a heart beat, before he decided to throw it away to a bogus match to someone who obviously didn't have the stomach to remain in the spotlight he thought he wanted. But, it's painfully obvious... You thought you wanted it all too, am I right?

Thought you were a big dog. Thought you could be something... only to realize that you couldn't handle the pressure. So you quit. You tried to make a big send off farewell of a video, with your most heart felt, sincere, B-S of feelings to the fans, and walk away. With what accomplishments, really? You forced Lauren Kennedy to pop? You beat the Avenger? You got a World Title to add to your name?

You ask me... frankly, that's pathetic. For you to believe that you deserve a moment to try to jerk at the heartstrings of the public, for you to put a camera on some little kid who obviously doesn't know better that decided to squirt a tear... you tried to build this false image of yourself. And me? Question my methods, question my antics, but I NEVER leave you questioning whether or not I'm the top dog at what I do. For that false image, Cal... you've got an assbeating coming from reality! So, tonight at Twilight? I want it... you against me, one on one. All you've got to do, is come out here, realize that this could be your moment like it was Jack's...

And say yes."

[haha]

“Saints of Los Angeles” hit the arena’s sound system and out came Cal Crossfire the man Pryor wanted to see, he allowed his music to play for a while longer before lifting the microphone to say.

“Cut the music.”

The music stopped as it always did when the wrestlers made the demand, and Cal looked at Pryor knowing that he’d have to say something good to comeback against that considering that Cal’s return hadn’t gone as planned this however presented a chance to get a legitimate shot at the “big one” something that despite being buddies with the champion Cal wanted.

“OK so you have succeeded in pressing my buttons, yeah you are right compared to a man who has been a four time world champion and yeah against my one world title reign I guessed you were going to bring that up if you wanted to push my buttons. Meh, the Lauren Kennedy thing wasn’t a career thing it was just for fun, and lets face it I never called it a highlight but people keep bringing it up as one. Never the less Jonny you obviously feel you have something to prove, as if coming back from the dead twice now wasn’t enough. I made my return and instead of doing the right thing I tried something different, I went after a title beneath me and all through my mind I wasn’t in the game it wasn’t the one I wanted.”

The crowd knew what Cal was getting it and deep down they knew Pryor was probably turning to one of the big threats to him regaining the World championship. Cal stood there giving a glare to Pryor before raising the microphone again.

“You see OK like you said I beat the Avenger big deal, and you know why I came back. Hell only an idiot doesn’t know I came back for one thing and one thing only. You see yeah my reign didn’t last long and sitting at home watching somebody carrying something that should have stayed mine, I never got my rematch and I was never going to get it with the people who run this show. I deserved a one on one rematch not participate in some screwed up tournament, and it’s standard contract clause we all get. However when it came to me GCW found a loop hole in it and I didn’t get my rematch. Something that I might point out this month you had two chances to get it back.”

Cal was right Pryor had two matches this month to get the GCW World Championship back but Pryor had lost both chances. The crowd were really mixed about this confrontation since neither man was popular with the fans.

“So lets look at this ‘chase’ which you bottomed out of so Haven or William James wins they face Jack, and lets face it Jack will retain the title. You want that title and I want that title so what do you say to use making this the match to decide just who will be waiting for the GCW Champion after tonight. I know being dead twice won’t have affected your brain that match so all you have to say is yes. You know it makes sense.”

Cal lowers the microphone and waits to hear what exactly Pryor will say…

[Jon Pryor]

"First off... I'm sure that you would have gotten your rematch if the guy that you dropped it to was worth a fuck. Good job on losing to someone that couldn't cut the mustard. Hell, I even had to deal with this tournament bullshit when both Jyndal and Remmy were given rematches...

FOR LOSING.

Kind of messed up how that happens, isn't it?

But no matter. It seems that the two of us, as former GCW Champions, have a right to be able to name a contenderships match, and on that notion, I say bring it on. I brought that title back up from the depths that any champion... and I do mean "any" champion past in this fed, and it's high time that I be the one that walks away from this fed closing down with that belt sitting right on my mantle!"