Post by Deleted on Jul 10, 2021 0:07:10 GMT -5
"What am I doing?" I think to myself as I chase after the hearse which has jumped on the main highway and is speeding away.
"Did they trick that hearse up? No way it should be that fast." I lean back on my Harley and speed up.
"Am I really that gullible to fall for this trick? His trick? What the hell is going on with me that the minute I see a freak in a mask I have to chase after it because I believe blindly that this is him messing with me and I desperately want to unmask him and get this over with?"
"I have been here before; I have unmasked him twice before and once it turned out not to be him at all but the guy that started all this mess. Could it be someone else messing with me again in the same way? Someone else pretending to be my father just to get back at me for something I did in the past. Or is it really daddy dearest this time, trying to get me back for what I have done in and to his beloved OCW? That was definitely his ninja suit, but I have never seen him wear a cloak before, that is definitely new. Oh shit!"
As I am sitting here overthinking what is going on, the hearse has swerved to take an exit, hoping to lose me but I’m on a fucking Harley, it ain’t losing me that easily, tricked out or not.
"I really shouldn’t be bothering with this; I should be focused on defending the World Title against Brim. That’s why Paco showed up out of nowhere, to make sure I don’t lose focus and keep the strap around my waist for one more month. He may be right, but I don’t need him, I earned it on my own, I can defend it on my own. I may be facing the largest man in OCW, and the man who pushed me to my limits at the Prison Yard Match, but I still walked away victorious after dropping him on his big fat head. I will never forget the sound his neck made as I jammed it against the mat with the pressure of the rest of his body collapsing on it. If I am being honest though, I am not looking forward to having to lift that mammoth of a man up again, but if I have to, I will. I can’t lose the World Title on my first defense, I won’t."
“Alright, enough of this game.”
Xavier leans forward this time and speeds up, swerving to the left and catching up to the hearse as they race down a single lane road. Xavier screams at the driver to pull over, but the driver won’t even look his way. He or she still have their hood up and are focused only on getting away. Xavier taps hard on the driver side window with the palm of his right hand but still no reaction. It is at this moment that Xavier remembers he has fists of steel, he can beat up copper busts and be alright to wrestle a few days later. He remembers his fists are so powerful that wrestlers won’t even dare mess with them during a match to gain advantage. Full of confidence and fury, he makes a fists and punches right through the window and catching the driver on the side of the head! The hearse veers right violently and Xavier nearly falls off his Harley after the impact but is able to regain his balance while the hearse goes off-road and crashes hard against a nearby tree. Xavier brings his bike to a screeching halt and then hops off, running over towards the hearse which has the front of it pretty messed up from the crash. Xavier opens the driver side door but to his surprise the driver is not there. He looks up and sees that the windshield has been shattered, guess the driver wasn’t wearing his seatbelt. Always wear your seatbelt kids! Xavier walks around towards the front of the hearse and notices a trail of blood on the ground. He follows it briefly and not too far from the crash, face down on top of some broken pallets is the hooded figure. Xavier, without any pity or remorse, violently rips the cloak off to reveal a full-fledged ninja and then flips him over with a kick.
Xavier: Not much of a ninja huh? I figured you would have done some flippy shit out of the hearse to avoid the crash.
The ninja’s mask is partially thorn, revealing some of his face, with pieces of broken glass sticking from it and blood oozing out as well. The ninja manages to open their good eye, as the other one is busted up pretty good. When he sees Xavier, he begins laughing.. then coughs up some blood which comes through the mask before continuing to laugh.
Xavier: What the fuck is so damn funny?
The man stops laughing and looks at Xavier, he then tries to lift his arm to point at Xavier but we’re grossed out to see that is broken and bent in a way it is not supposed to.
Xavier: Me? I should be laughing at you, dead man.
The man rolls his one good eye and then goes back to staring at Xavier with a more serious look, we assume, he is no longer laughing. Then, making a big effort to speak as we
see his chest move up and down rapidly, he speaks.
Ninja: The dead-man… sent… me.
Xavier: Oh he did, did he? You work for my father then? Because I knew the minute you crashed against the tree that you weren’t him. My father may be many things, but a whimp and a bad driver is not one of them. A single punch from me wouldn’t hurt him, even with my newly acquired iron fists. So which dead-man we talking about huh? The man I crippled, put in a comma, and then ended up killing eventually in self-defense playing this very game you are trying to play? Or is it his father, the Don himself? He is dead too, my father saw to that. No? What dead-man we talking about then? Can’t be my father because I know he’s alive, so, who? Come on talk, the way you are wheezing there looks like you may not have much longer left to live. Out with it, who sent you?
The ninja repeats himself.
Ninja: The dead… man… sent me.
Xavier: Scorpion is not dead!
Xavier gets on top of the ninja and rips the masks off to reveal an albino looking man, white hair and eyebrows, all tainted with his own blood. Xavier is taken back briefly but then grabs the ninja by his collar and backslaps him across the face.
Xavier: Who sent you?!
Ninja: Eh… Eh.. Eh-nigma…
Xavier: Eh-Nigma? You mean Ed Nigma? The fuck you think this is? Bat-Man?!
Ninja: No… Enigma… The Enigma.. Seven… Seven Deadly Sins Enigma…
Xavier stands up and backs away from the ninja who holds on to his ribs with his good arm and tries to roll over. Xavier paces back and forth thinking of the name that just got dropped on him.
Xavier: Enigma? I barely remember that name from my childhood. He wrestled in ICWF but my Mom wouldn’t let me watch that federation because it was too violent. How ironic, look how I turned out Ma! But why would he send you? For what purpose? Wait a damn minute, my father may or may not be dead, but I know Enigma is dead for sure! He is one of 4 members confirmed dead along with Punisher, Incognito and Jake Navaja. He dead-dead know what I mean? Nice try, you almost had me there.
The albino ninja has managed to sit up and leans against the pile of pallets. He shakes his head slowly.
Ninja: The Enigma lives... (cough) he sent me to find you and bring you to him, but only if… you were still… searching for your dead father (He holds up his busted arm to stop Xavier from interrupting him again)… He told me (cough) if you were at peace with him, you would brush me off even with this crazy get-up I’m wearing (cough) and if you did brush me off, to let you be and go home. But clearly… you are not at peace (cough).
Xavier ponders all of this before he responds.
Xavier: How can I be at peace when I don’t know if he is out there above ground or six feet under? But I know, deep in my gut that he is not dead, that is why I am doing what I am doing in OCW. I know he is watching me be the World Champion, be what he can no longer be and doing what he can no longer do and doing it way better than he ever did. I know he’s going to be watching come House of Cards too as I face Brim for both of our titles. Both titles that he held but never at the same time, so that’s just another thing I will do that he could never do! I know in his time he had the Big Bifford, but I chocked that son of a bitch out not too long ago and he hasn’t been seen since. Brim is not as big as Bifford, but the result will be the same and you want to know why dying man? Because I am not my father, I am better than he ever was and will ever be and I need him to be alive so he can witness it first hand. So I’m going to give you one last chance white ninja, who sent-
Before he can finish his question, as he was turning to face his dying foe after going into a monologue, he is shocked to find that the ninja is gone. The weird part is that the ninja clothes remain, but he has vanished.
Xavier: What in the actual fuck?
He grabs the ninja clothes and goes through them as if expecting the albino man to fall out of one of the pockets. He slams the clothes on the ground frustrated and then heads back to the hearse hoping to find answers. When he gets there, he is surprised to find words spray painted in red on the body of the hearse.
Xavier: “Find the Enigma, he will take you to his grave.”
Xavier doesn’t know what to make all of this. After a while, he takes out his cellphone and dials a number. He puts it on speakerphone as the phone rings. After 3 rings, Paco answers.
Paco: Mi’jo! You alright?! Que paso?! Did you catch whoever that was? Was it your Pops?!
Xavier: Easy Paco, you wouldn’t believe it even if I told you. Hey, two quick questions for you. Do you still have my title?
Paco: Of course.
Xavier: Good, second, where in the fuck do I find Enigma?
Paco: Say what Ese? Enigma? The Enigmatic One? He dead vato.
Xavier: Well I just met someone who says he is alive and that I need to go see him.
Paco: Bullshit Mi’jo, only way you can see him is in the afterlife, and you ain’t going there any time soon.
Xavier: Paco, you lying to me?
Paco: Of course not! Seriously mi’jo, he died years ago, the first to go from my 7DS familia.
Xavier: Paco…
Paco: I swear I-
Xavier: Enigma knows where my father’s grave is…
Paco: Chit.
Silence fills the air.
Xavier: Is my father dead Paco?
More silence.
Xavier: God damn it Paco if you know something you tell me right now!
Paco: (he sighs) I don’t know if your father is dead or not, but if someone does know, it is him.
Xavier: Take me to him.
Paco: Meet me in Marcus’ hangar at 9PM, I’m flying back to El Salvador tonight with Cholo.
Xavier: I’ll be there.
Xavier hangs up the phone and puts it back in his pocket. He looks at the smoking hearse and then at the letters in red. He begins to think to himself.
"How in the fuck did I get here? Just a few hours ago I was celebrating my big victory at the Quarantined pay-per-view and now I’m chasing cloaked ninjas, ghosts and dead people instead of focusing on Brim and our no DQ match. No disqualifications, that means anything and everything can happen and with the whole roster out there to get involved, this can easily turn into Prison Yard part two without the cage. In a way this makes it worst, there is no cage separating all eight competitors so everyone can have a free shot at me. I need to start working on alliances, but who could I possibly align myself with after winning the World Title? They all hate me, they all want to be in the spot that I am in. But if I want to be able to take on Brim one on one, I will need to have someone or some people watching my back. Time to swallow my pride and make some phone calls."
Xavier walks away, heading for his Harley. He hops on, turns it on and pulls away into the night.
"Did they trick that hearse up? No way it should be that fast." I lean back on my Harley and speed up.
"Am I really that gullible to fall for this trick? His trick? What the hell is going on with me that the minute I see a freak in a mask I have to chase after it because I believe blindly that this is him messing with me and I desperately want to unmask him and get this over with?"
"I have been here before; I have unmasked him twice before and once it turned out not to be him at all but the guy that started all this mess. Could it be someone else messing with me again in the same way? Someone else pretending to be my father just to get back at me for something I did in the past. Or is it really daddy dearest this time, trying to get me back for what I have done in and to his beloved OCW? That was definitely his ninja suit, but I have never seen him wear a cloak before, that is definitely new. Oh shit!"
As I am sitting here overthinking what is going on, the hearse has swerved to take an exit, hoping to lose me but I’m on a fucking Harley, it ain’t losing me that easily, tricked out or not.
"I really shouldn’t be bothering with this; I should be focused on defending the World Title against Brim. That’s why Paco showed up out of nowhere, to make sure I don’t lose focus and keep the strap around my waist for one more month. He may be right, but I don’t need him, I earned it on my own, I can defend it on my own. I may be facing the largest man in OCW, and the man who pushed me to my limits at the Prison Yard Match, but I still walked away victorious after dropping him on his big fat head. I will never forget the sound his neck made as I jammed it against the mat with the pressure of the rest of his body collapsing on it. If I am being honest though, I am not looking forward to having to lift that mammoth of a man up again, but if I have to, I will. I can’t lose the World Title on my first defense, I won’t."
“Alright, enough of this game.”
Xavier leans forward this time and speeds up, swerving to the left and catching up to the hearse as they race down a single lane road. Xavier screams at the driver to pull over, but the driver won’t even look his way. He or she still have their hood up and are focused only on getting away. Xavier taps hard on the driver side window with the palm of his right hand but still no reaction. It is at this moment that Xavier remembers he has fists of steel, he can beat up copper busts and be alright to wrestle a few days later. He remembers his fists are so powerful that wrestlers won’t even dare mess with them during a match to gain advantage. Full of confidence and fury, he makes a fists and punches right through the window and catching the driver on the side of the head! The hearse veers right violently and Xavier nearly falls off his Harley after the impact but is able to regain his balance while the hearse goes off-road and crashes hard against a nearby tree. Xavier brings his bike to a screeching halt and then hops off, running over towards the hearse which has the front of it pretty messed up from the crash. Xavier opens the driver side door but to his surprise the driver is not there. He looks up and sees that the windshield has been shattered, guess the driver wasn’t wearing his seatbelt. Always wear your seatbelt kids! Xavier walks around towards the front of the hearse and notices a trail of blood on the ground. He follows it briefly and not too far from the crash, face down on top of some broken pallets is the hooded figure. Xavier, without any pity or remorse, violently rips the cloak off to reveal a full-fledged ninja and then flips him over with a kick.
Xavier: Not much of a ninja huh? I figured you would have done some flippy shit out of the hearse to avoid the crash.
The ninja’s mask is partially thorn, revealing some of his face, with pieces of broken glass sticking from it and blood oozing out as well. The ninja manages to open their good eye, as the other one is busted up pretty good. When he sees Xavier, he begins laughing.. then coughs up some blood which comes through the mask before continuing to laugh.
Xavier: What the fuck is so damn funny?
The man stops laughing and looks at Xavier, he then tries to lift his arm to point at Xavier but we’re grossed out to see that is broken and bent in a way it is not supposed to.
Xavier: Me? I should be laughing at you, dead man.
The man rolls his one good eye and then goes back to staring at Xavier with a more serious look, we assume, he is no longer laughing. Then, making a big effort to speak as we
see his chest move up and down rapidly, he speaks.
Ninja: The dead-man… sent… me.
Xavier: Oh he did, did he? You work for my father then? Because I knew the minute you crashed against the tree that you weren’t him. My father may be many things, but a whimp and a bad driver is not one of them. A single punch from me wouldn’t hurt him, even with my newly acquired iron fists. So which dead-man we talking about huh? The man I crippled, put in a comma, and then ended up killing eventually in self-defense playing this very game you are trying to play? Or is it his father, the Don himself? He is dead too, my father saw to that. No? What dead-man we talking about then? Can’t be my father because I know he’s alive, so, who? Come on talk, the way you are wheezing there looks like you may not have much longer left to live. Out with it, who sent you?
The ninja repeats himself.
Ninja: The dead… man… sent me.
Xavier: Scorpion is not dead!
Xavier gets on top of the ninja and rips the masks off to reveal an albino looking man, white hair and eyebrows, all tainted with his own blood. Xavier is taken back briefly but then grabs the ninja by his collar and backslaps him across the face.
Xavier: Who sent you?!
Ninja: Eh… Eh.. Eh-nigma…
Xavier: Eh-Nigma? You mean Ed Nigma? The fuck you think this is? Bat-Man?!
Ninja: No… Enigma… The Enigma.. Seven… Seven Deadly Sins Enigma…
Xavier stands up and backs away from the ninja who holds on to his ribs with his good arm and tries to roll over. Xavier paces back and forth thinking of the name that just got dropped on him.
Xavier: Enigma? I barely remember that name from my childhood. He wrestled in ICWF but my Mom wouldn’t let me watch that federation because it was too violent. How ironic, look how I turned out Ma! But why would he send you? For what purpose? Wait a damn minute, my father may or may not be dead, but I know Enigma is dead for sure! He is one of 4 members confirmed dead along with Punisher, Incognito and Jake Navaja. He dead-dead know what I mean? Nice try, you almost had me there.
The albino ninja has managed to sit up and leans against the pile of pallets. He shakes his head slowly.
Ninja: The Enigma lives... (cough) he sent me to find you and bring you to him, but only if… you were still… searching for your dead father (He holds up his busted arm to stop Xavier from interrupting him again)… He told me (cough) if you were at peace with him, you would brush me off even with this crazy get-up I’m wearing (cough) and if you did brush me off, to let you be and go home. But clearly… you are not at peace (cough).
Xavier ponders all of this before he responds.
Xavier: How can I be at peace when I don’t know if he is out there above ground or six feet under? But I know, deep in my gut that he is not dead, that is why I am doing what I am doing in OCW. I know he is watching me be the World Champion, be what he can no longer be and doing what he can no longer do and doing it way better than he ever did. I know he’s going to be watching come House of Cards too as I face Brim for both of our titles. Both titles that he held but never at the same time, so that’s just another thing I will do that he could never do! I know in his time he had the Big Bifford, but I chocked that son of a bitch out not too long ago and he hasn’t been seen since. Brim is not as big as Bifford, but the result will be the same and you want to know why dying man? Because I am not my father, I am better than he ever was and will ever be and I need him to be alive so he can witness it first hand. So I’m going to give you one last chance white ninja, who sent-
Before he can finish his question, as he was turning to face his dying foe after going into a monologue, he is shocked to find that the ninja is gone. The weird part is that the ninja clothes remain, but he has vanished.
Xavier: What in the actual fuck?
He grabs the ninja clothes and goes through them as if expecting the albino man to fall out of one of the pockets. He slams the clothes on the ground frustrated and then heads back to the hearse hoping to find answers. When he gets there, he is surprised to find words spray painted in red on the body of the hearse.
Xavier: “Find the Enigma, he will take you to his grave.”
Xavier doesn’t know what to make all of this. After a while, he takes out his cellphone and dials a number. He puts it on speakerphone as the phone rings. After 3 rings, Paco answers.
Paco: Mi’jo! You alright?! Que paso?! Did you catch whoever that was? Was it your Pops?!
Xavier: Easy Paco, you wouldn’t believe it even if I told you. Hey, two quick questions for you. Do you still have my title?
Paco: Of course.
Xavier: Good, second, where in the fuck do I find Enigma?
Paco: Say what Ese? Enigma? The Enigmatic One? He dead vato.
Xavier: Well I just met someone who says he is alive and that I need to go see him.
Paco: Bullshit Mi’jo, only way you can see him is in the afterlife, and you ain’t going there any time soon.
Xavier: Paco, you lying to me?
Paco: Of course not! Seriously mi’jo, he died years ago, the first to go from my 7DS familia.
Xavier: Paco…
Paco: I swear I-
Xavier: Enigma knows where my father’s grave is…
Paco: Chit.
Silence fills the air.
Xavier: Is my father dead Paco?
More silence.
Xavier: God damn it Paco if you know something you tell me right now!
Paco: (he sighs) I don’t know if your father is dead or not, but if someone does know, it is him.
Xavier: Take me to him.
Paco: Meet me in Marcus’ hangar at 9PM, I’m flying back to El Salvador tonight with Cholo.
Xavier: I’ll be there.
Xavier hangs up the phone and puts it back in his pocket. He looks at the smoking hearse and then at the letters in red. He begins to think to himself.
"How in the fuck did I get here? Just a few hours ago I was celebrating my big victory at the Quarantined pay-per-view and now I’m chasing cloaked ninjas, ghosts and dead people instead of focusing on Brim and our no DQ match. No disqualifications, that means anything and everything can happen and with the whole roster out there to get involved, this can easily turn into Prison Yard part two without the cage. In a way this makes it worst, there is no cage separating all eight competitors so everyone can have a free shot at me. I need to start working on alliances, but who could I possibly align myself with after winning the World Title? They all hate me, they all want to be in the spot that I am in. But if I want to be able to take on Brim one on one, I will need to have someone or some people watching my back. Time to swallow my pride and make some phone calls."
Xavier walks away, heading for his Harley. He hops on, turns it on and pulls away into the night.
To be continued…