Post by TheFirecracker on Feb 19, 2014 11:19:04 GMT -6
{Reno, Nevada}
Roughly a week ago Pauly defeated Fabian to qualify for the Fatal Four Way at Tragic Engagement. Roughly a week ago, a man who was only competing in his second wrestling match ever gained his first victory. To many people’s surprise Pauly was able to take down the monster of a man named Fabian. To many Pauly was a kind hearted soul. A fighter yes, but to many he wasn’t built for wrestling. For the time being that is. People see the fight in Pauly, just that he has a long way to go to become anything special in that ring they all say. So here he is. Standing alone, for the most part. He has one person who believes he can make it in this business. His best friend growing up, Aerryn. The camera finally comes into focus to see Pauly sitting inside some local gym in Reno. He reaches into his bag and tries to call Aerryn but he gets her voicemail. He decides to leave a message.
“Ey Aerryn. Know ye prolly busy at tha moment, but give me a call back when ye get tha chance. Ok Laddie? Thanks.”
Pauly hangs up and places the phone back in his bag. He gathers his belongings as an older gentlemen approaches him and begins to speak.
“You show a lot of potential Pauly. You are welcome back here to train anytime you like.”
The gentlemen sticks out his hand and Pauly does the same as they shake hands.
“Thank you sir. Can’t promise ye when i’ll be back around. Fer now I’ll be here eeeryday leading to UWA’s first pay per view. Eeeeryday leading to my first pay per view.”
“Enough with the sir crap. My name is John, please.”
Pauly nods and let’s out a little chuckle.
“Aye, gotcha John. I’ll be seeing ye t’morrow.”
With that being said Pauly picks up his bag and exits the gym.
“Ey Aerryn. Know ye prolly busy at tha moment, but give me a call back when ye get tha chance. Ok Laddie? Thanks.”
Pauly hangs up and places the phone back in his bag. He gathers his belongings as an older gentlemen approaches him and begins to speak.
“You show a lot of potential Pauly. You are welcome back here to train anytime you like.”
The gentlemen sticks out his hand and Pauly does the same as they shake hands.
“Thank you sir. Can’t promise ye when i’ll be back around. Fer now I’ll be here eeeryday leading to UWA’s first pay per view. Eeeeryday leading to my first pay per view.”
“Enough with the sir crap. My name is John, please.”
Pauly nods and let’s out a little chuckle.
“Aye, gotcha John. I’ll be seeing ye t’morrow.”
With that being said Pauly picks up his bag and exits the gym.
{Somewhere in Colorado earlier in the day.}
Back at Mr. Lamia’s warehouse things have gone into complete chaos. ATF agents have raided the place. Some agents stand there going through the containers of guns. Some have gone into the depths of the warehouse. Moments later they come back with Mr.Lamia in handcuffs. One man in a suit approaches him and begins to speak.
“Franklin Lamia, you are being charged with possession of an illegal fireman in many counts, and attempts to distribute illegal firearms. These are felonies in the state of colorado. Do you understand this?”
Mr Lamia spits at the feet of the head agent before reluctantly responding.
“Do what you have to pig.”
“You could always tell us who sold you the guns. Would make your time behind bars easier.”
Mr. Lamia laughs as he now spits in the face of the ATF agent. The agent looks disgusted as he wipes away the spit.
“Fine, be like that. Good luck serving many years behind prison bars.”
He motions for his agents to load Mr. Lamia into the ATF van. He then looks at the other agents and tells them to load the now confiscated guns into the other van as well, but this van is not marked. Mr. Lamia notices this and thinks Pauly has set him up. He gets loaded into the real ATF van as his guns are loaded into what looks like a rape van. He sits there looking out as his new hardware is being loaded up.
“You Irish Prick! You will pay for this soon enough!”
A bang is heard from the front of the van.
“Quite down!”
The camera now focuses on the driver in front. He pulls out his cell phone and messages his boss. The scene fades out revealing the message sent.
[The Irish are back in the States…..]
“Franklin Lamia, you are being charged with possession of an illegal fireman in many counts, and attempts to distribute illegal firearms. These are felonies in the state of colorado. Do you understand this?”
Mr Lamia spits at the feet of the head agent before reluctantly responding.
“Do what you have to pig.”
“You could always tell us who sold you the guns. Would make your time behind bars easier.”
Mr. Lamia laughs as he now spits in the face of the ATF agent. The agent looks disgusted as he wipes away the spit.
“Fine, be like that. Good luck serving many years behind prison bars.”
He motions for his agents to load Mr. Lamia into the ATF van. He then looks at the other agents and tells them to load the now confiscated guns into the other van as well, but this van is not marked. Mr. Lamia notices this and thinks Pauly has set him up. He gets loaded into the real ATF van as his guns are loaded into what looks like a rape van. He sits there looking out as his new hardware is being loaded up.
“You Irish Prick! You will pay for this soon enough!”
A bang is heard from the front of the van.
“Quite down!”
The camera now focuses on the driver in front. He pulls out his cell phone and messages his boss. The scene fades out revealing the message sent.
[The Irish are back in the States…..]
{Back in Reno}
The scene comes back to Pauly now outside the gym. He stands there just catching some fresh air as a man in a suit now approaches him. Pauly eyes the man up and down for a few moments before saying a word.
“Can I help ye?”
The man in the suit sticks out his hand waiting for Pauly to shake, but he doesn’t. The suited man laughs a bit. He peers into the folder he holds and laughs again.
“Again….Can I help ye?”
“That you can Mr. O’Connor.”
To Pauly’s shock the man knows who he is. Is it a good thing or a bad thing? Pauly does not know at the moment.
“And ye are?”
The man opens his suit jacket to reveal an ATF badge.
“Agent James, ATF. How’s your old man doing?”
The man now closes his suit jacket as Pauly still stands there wondering what the hell is going on right now.
“Again...How can I help ye?”
“Just as stubborn as your father, I see. What I want to know is why you are here in the states now?”
“Well if ye really wanna know, living the american dream sir.”
“Sense of humor like your old man and Mr. Donnelly as well.”
Pauly freezes at the moment that the second name was mentioned. He knows something isn’t right here.
“Can ye get tae yer point already. I got a big match comin’ up soon. I need no distractions like this bullshit.”
“So that’s why you are here? A big fight?”
Pauly nods.
“Aye. My best friend growing up been here in the states a while and she told me of this Wrestling joint opening it’s doors. Now is time for the places first pay per view.”
“That the only reason you’re here?”
“Aye.”
The man in the suit looks into the folder he is holding again and then turns his attention back towards Pauly.
“If I may ask, do you know a man by the name of Franklin?”
“Doesn’t ring a bell. What’s it to ye?”
“How about a Mr. Lamia?”
Pauly ponders for a moment thinking of what to say.
“Can’t say I do.”
The man closes the folder as the two continue to conversate.
“Hmmmm. Well anyways, Mr. Franklin Lamia was arrested earlier today with quite a shipment of guns. A good variety as well. Glocks, Ak 47s, sniper rifles. You name it. He was arrested with it.”
With that being said Pauly waves down a cab passing by. He gets into the vehicle and the cab begins to drive away as Pauly told the driver where to go.
“Shite!”
Pauly pulls out his phone and dials a number as the cab.
“Da?”
“Aye Pauly.”
“We got some shite to worry ‘bout.”
“Aye we do. Ye don’t think yer old man got a call already? What were ye thinking? I told ye to be careful.”
“I know Da. I know, and I’m sorry. I was going on what Aerryn told me.”
“Pauly, look I know y e trust her. I know ye don’t think she would cause ye any harm, but she don’t know how tae run things. Why ye think I sent ye over there? Once word came that Connor fell ill we needed someone over there tae handle things. She has no clue as tae who tae associate with. The Lamia Family always brings trouble.”
“Ye know him?”
“Aye Pauly. He been tryna buy guns from us fer years. Connor never gave in. When Aerryn briefly took over she knew no better. She saw dollar signs coming in and told ye all about it.”
“Ye should of warned me of these guys. Now we gotta worry if they ginna talk to the feds or not. I mean they got me worried Da. This ATF agent approached me out of nowhere questioning me.”
“Ye keep yer mouth shut right boy?”
“Of course Da. Ye know me. And why do ye not seemed surprised about this ATF agent?”
“This guy been looking tae shut us down fereva Pauly. He got whiff that you were in tha states and knew there was a reason besides wrestlng behind it. Just stay calm Lad, he will be back. I promise ye that. Just focus on yer wrestling shite fer now. I’ll handle Steven.”
Pauly looks at the phone in shock because his dad knows the agent by his first name.
“Now ye guys are buddies?”
“Nae! I told ye this guy been tryna shut tha cause down for as long as I can rememba. I’ll handle him personally. Until then keep yer mouth shut like always.”
Pauly is confused by his dad’s last comment but nods like his father can see him.”
“Aye. Talk to ye soon. Love ye Da.”
“Love ye too Pauly.”
With that being said Pauly hangs up the phone and tries to call Aerryn again, but just like last time he gets her voicemail. This time he doesn’t leave a message. He hangs up and places the phone in his bag. The scene begins to fade out as the cab pulls up to a hotel and Pauly gets out.
“Can I help ye?”
The man in the suit sticks out his hand waiting for Pauly to shake, but he doesn’t. The suited man laughs a bit. He peers into the folder he holds and laughs again.
“Again….Can I help ye?”
“That you can Mr. O’Connor.”
To Pauly’s shock the man knows who he is. Is it a good thing or a bad thing? Pauly does not know at the moment.
“And ye are?”
The man opens his suit jacket to reveal an ATF badge.
“Agent James, ATF. How’s your old man doing?”
The man now closes his suit jacket as Pauly still stands there wondering what the hell is going on right now.
“Again...How can I help ye?”
“Just as stubborn as your father, I see. What I want to know is why you are here in the states now?”
“Well if ye really wanna know, living the american dream sir.”
“Sense of humor like your old man and Mr. Donnelly as well.”
Pauly freezes at the moment that the second name was mentioned. He knows something isn’t right here.
“Can ye get tae yer point already. I got a big match comin’ up soon. I need no distractions like this bullshit.”
“So that’s why you are here? A big fight?”
Pauly nods.
“Aye. My best friend growing up been here in the states a while and she told me of this Wrestling joint opening it’s doors. Now is time for the places first pay per view.”
“That the only reason you’re here?”
“Aye.”
The man in the suit looks into the folder he is holding again and then turns his attention back towards Pauly.
“If I may ask, do you know a man by the name of Franklin?”
“Doesn’t ring a bell. What’s it to ye?”
“How about a Mr. Lamia?”
Pauly ponders for a moment thinking of what to say.
“Can’t say I do.”
The man closes the folder as the two continue to conversate.
“Hmmmm. Well anyways, Mr. Franklin Lamia was arrested earlier today with quite a shipment of guns. A good variety as well. Glocks, Ak 47s, sniper rifles. You name it. He was arrested with it.”
With that being said Pauly waves down a cab passing by. He gets into the vehicle and the cab begins to drive away as Pauly told the driver where to go.
“Shite!”
Pauly pulls out his phone and dials a number as the cab.
“Da?”
“Aye Pauly.”
“We got some shite to worry ‘bout.”
“Aye we do. Ye don’t think yer old man got a call already? What were ye thinking? I told ye to be careful.”
“I know Da. I know, and I’m sorry. I was going on what Aerryn told me.”
“Pauly, look I know y e trust her. I know ye don’t think she would cause ye any harm, but she don’t know how tae run things. Why ye think I sent ye over there? Once word came that Connor fell ill we needed someone over there tae handle things. She has no clue as tae who tae associate with. The Lamia Family always brings trouble.”
“Ye know him?”
“Aye Pauly. He been tryna buy guns from us fer years. Connor never gave in. When Aerryn briefly took over she knew no better. She saw dollar signs coming in and told ye all about it.”
“Ye should of warned me of these guys. Now we gotta worry if they ginna talk to the feds or not. I mean they got me worried Da. This ATF agent approached me out of nowhere questioning me.”
“Ye keep yer mouth shut right boy?”
“Of course Da. Ye know me. And why do ye not seemed surprised about this ATF agent?”
“This guy been looking tae shut us down fereva Pauly. He got whiff that you were in tha states and knew there was a reason besides wrestlng behind it. Just stay calm Lad, he will be back. I promise ye that. Just focus on yer wrestling shite fer now. I’ll handle Steven.”
Pauly looks at the phone in shock because his dad knows the agent by his first name.
“Now ye guys are buddies?”
“Nae! I told ye this guy been tryna shut tha cause down for as long as I can rememba. I’ll handle him personally. Until then keep yer mouth shut like always.”
Pauly is confused by his dad’s last comment but nods like his father can see him.”
“Aye. Talk to ye soon. Love ye Da.”
“Love ye too Pauly.”
With that being said Pauly hangs up the phone and tries to call Aerryn again, but just like last time he gets her voicemail. This time he doesn’t leave a message. He hangs up and places the phone in his bag. The scene begins to fade out as the cab pulls up to a hotel and Pauly gets out.
______________________________________________________________________
Time draws closer eh?
Tragic Engagement. Fatal Four way. A night of history tae be made fer many. Well fer one anyways.
Aerryn was right. I do know tha repercussions of makin’ histoy at Tragic Engagement. I do know tha target that will be on me back if I walk out as the first ever world champion. Or any title I ever win. I understand.
I understand Talon. Aye, I am listening to everything ye said. I know ye think I am being arrogant and stubborn. I know ye think I am comparing tha man I defeated last show tae yer so called Silent Destroyer. Nae. Just said I defeated a man who has been around tha ring a while. I stated that I defeated a man in comparable size to yer monster. Never said Fabian was at tha level Sentinel is. Never said I was there either. Do I wish to be?
Aye. Who doesn’t
Now I know ye look at me like some punk laddie just trying tae fit in. I know ye see me as an inexperienced street fighter tryna his luck at this thing you and Sentinel been doing fer years and ye right on that one me friend.
Ye see, this wrestling thing is growing on me quite a bit Talon. Now I know I got a long ways tae go before I can call meself a dominant force. I know I got a ways to go before tha name Pauly O’Connor is feared when someone sees they are set tae face up against me. I got a ways to go before my name carries any kind of weight and respect, but that doesn’t mean this match will be tha same as our last. Just because of the years in the business? Tha years trampling through anyone who stood in Sentinel’s way. Ye think this match will be tha same?
Ye may be right. Yer monster may run through me again, but yer arrogance is no good laddie. Yer sheer arrogance that ye think Sentinel will be tha one tae make history makes me laugh Talon.
Ye see, I withstood yer monster’s beating. Saying how he destroys people’s careers. How he ends people. Well I know I am not crazy, but I’m still standing mate. Call me stubborn. Call me stupid. Call me whatever ye like. I still stand here pushing myself each and every day tae become a household name one day. I want all of that just like ye do for Sentinel once again.
One thing I need tae know Talon. If yer guy is so damn good. If yer guy is so damn talented. A former champion.
WHAT HAPPENED?
If yer guy is such a dominant force round these parts.
WHAT HAPPENED?
Something had tae knock Sentinel off his high horse. A force more dominant than him had to come in tae tha mix.
Now ye stand here with the rest of us so called petty, arrogant, shit-speaking lads. Ye looked upon this place. Ye saw the talent here was thinley spread. Ye saw some names tha wrestling business never heard of. Ye thought by coming to UWA ye could get Sentinel back to his glory days, cuz tae me? They seem like they have come and gone for Sentinel to be in the ring with people who ye say are beneath him.
His days as a federations top dog are done.
Prove me wrong.
Why else would he join a place that is just starting? Cuz where ye guys were before this finally rips him apart. They defeated him to the point where he ran away like a scared little dog? Had to be something major, but regardless. I’ll be ready this time aroun’. Ye can count on that Talon. Now I am not being arrogant. I am not being thick headed. I want tae change my ways. I want tae better meself in that ring. So yer wrong again when ye speak of me.
But someone who isn’t wrong, Aerryn. She knows me. She knows what I am capable of.Like she said. Nothing will be held back in tha ring cuz of our friendship. We will go head on if thas’ what needed. We will hold nothin’ back when we lock up in tha ring.
Like she said ‘bout me. I fully expect her tae be a formidable opponent, like everyone in that ring.
Which brings me back to The Burning City Saint. Nick Daniels. A man who felt tha need to attack two of our opponents on Mayhem. A man who felt that these attacks proved he was tha star of the show. Didn’t prove that laddie. Tha only thing ye proved is that ye are scared.
Yes, scared. I mean why else would you brutally attack these two? In my eyes it is because ye needed some kind of advantage going into Tragic Engagement. Ye needed some kind of upper hand because ye saw the threat those two posed. Ye saw your chances of forever being in UWA’s history books begin tae fade as these two were also going to be going after the World Title.
But me? Ye forgot about. Ye forgot about little ol’ Pauly. Glad I am that I did not recieve a sneak attack, but ye showed me, that I am not of a concern in yer journey here. Ye showed me that Pauly O’Connnor is no threat tae ye. Why is that Nick? Because I am new tae this? Because I am not familiar with this business like you or Sentinel? Because I am not a bad bitch like Aerryn?
Bad mistake buddy. This match will be an all out brawl. Just like I am used too. You are all in my world now! Time tae make shit explode in that ring like I am used tae!
Tragic Engagement. Fatal Four way. A night of history tae be made fer many. Well fer one anyways.
Aerryn was right. I do know tha repercussions of makin’ histoy at Tragic Engagement. I do know tha target that will be on me back if I walk out as the first ever world champion. Or any title I ever win. I understand.
I understand Talon. Aye, I am listening to everything ye said. I know ye think I am being arrogant and stubborn. I know ye think I am comparing tha man I defeated last show tae yer so called Silent Destroyer. Nae. Just said I defeated a man who has been around tha ring a while. I stated that I defeated a man in comparable size to yer monster. Never said Fabian was at tha level Sentinel is. Never said I was there either. Do I wish to be?
Aye. Who doesn’t
Now I know ye look at me like some punk laddie just trying tae fit in. I know ye see me as an inexperienced street fighter tryna his luck at this thing you and Sentinel been doing fer years and ye right on that one me friend.
Ye see, this wrestling thing is growing on me quite a bit Talon. Now I know I got a long ways tae go before I can call meself a dominant force. I know I got a ways to go before tha name Pauly O’Connor is feared when someone sees they are set tae face up against me. I got a ways to go before my name carries any kind of weight and respect, but that doesn’t mean this match will be tha same as our last. Just because of the years in the business? Tha years trampling through anyone who stood in Sentinel’s way. Ye think this match will be tha same?
Ye may be right. Yer monster may run through me again, but yer arrogance is no good laddie. Yer sheer arrogance that ye think Sentinel will be tha one tae make history makes me laugh Talon.
Ye see, I withstood yer monster’s beating. Saying how he destroys people’s careers. How he ends people. Well I know I am not crazy, but I’m still standing mate. Call me stubborn. Call me stupid. Call me whatever ye like. I still stand here pushing myself each and every day tae become a household name one day. I want all of that just like ye do for Sentinel once again.
One thing I need tae know Talon. If yer guy is so damn good. If yer guy is so damn talented. A former champion.
WHAT HAPPENED?
If yer guy is such a dominant force round these parts.
WHAT HAPPENED?
Something had tae knock Sentinel off his high horse. A force more dominant than him had to come in tae tha mix.
Now ye stand here with the rest of us so called petty, arrogant, shit-speaking lads. Ye looked upon this place. Ye saw the talent here was thinley spread. Ye saw some names tha wrestling business never heard of. Ye thought by coming to UWA ye could get Sentinel back to his glory days, cuz tae me? They seem like they have come and gone for Sentinel to be in the ring with people who ye say are beneath him.
His days as a federations top dog are done.
Prove me wrong.
Why else would he join a place that is just starting? Cuz where ye guys were before this finally rips him apart. They defeated him to the point where he ran away like a scared little dog? Had to be something major, but regardless. I’ll be ready this time aroun’. Ye can count on that Talon. Now I am not being arrogant. I am not being thick headed. I want tae change my ways. I want tae better meself in that ring. So yer wrong again when ye speak of me.
But someone who isn’t wrong, Aerryn. She knows me. She knows what I am capable of.Like she said. Nothing will be held back in tha ring cuz of our friendship. We will go head on if thas’ what needed. We will hold nothin’ back when we lock up in tha ring.
Like she said ‘bout me. I fully expect her tae be a formidable opponent, like everyone in that ring.
Which brings me back to The Burning City Saint. Nick Daniels. A man who felt tha need to attack two of our opponents on Mayhem. A man who felt that these attacks proved he was tha star of the show. Didn’t prove that laddie. Tha only thing ye proved is that ye are scared.
Yes, scared. I mean why else would you brutally attack these two? In my eyes it is because ye needed some kind of advantage going into Tragic Engagement. Ye needed some kind of upper hand because ye saw the threat those two posed. Ye saw your chances of forever being in UWA’s history books begin tae fade as these two were also going to be going after the World Title.
But me? Ye forgot about. Ye forgot about little ol’ Pauly. Glad I am that I did not recieve a sneak attack, but ye showed me, that I am not of a concern in yer journey here. Ye showed me that Pauly O’Connnor is no threat tae ye. Why is that Nick? Because I am new tae this? Because I am not familiar with this business like you or Sentinel? Because I am not a bad bitch like Aerryn?
Bad mistake buddy. This match will be an all out brawl. Just like I am used too. You are all in my world now! Time tae make shit explode in that ring like I am used tae!