Am I deserving? No, I’m more than…. (Vs. Peter Vaughn)
May 17, 2023 5:23:59 GMT -5
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Post by Devlin Knight on May 17, 2023 5:23:59 GMT -5
((NB: Continues on from: iiwefed.boards.net/thread/1955/fred-debonair-scotty-adams)).
A (brave?) new world…
The rain is lashing down onto the jungle-like setting as a figure comes into view dressed in a huge overcoat, hooded top and jeans and carrying a backpack over his shoulder. The figure pushes through the bush and trees, before reaching an overhang and removing his bag. Pulling his head down and touching his ear, Fred Debonair waits for the double-beep on the radio before speaking.
Fred: ”Foster? Can you hear me…?”
Colonel Foster: ”Go for Foster?”
Fred: ”I’ve made it Captain, that corridor was a hell of a lot quicker…”
Colonel Foster: ”Glad you’re safe and yes, that’s because you didn’t just walk down a corridor in the mountains this time, Fred…”
Fred: ”Then what did I do?”
Colonel Foster: ”You remember the lighting issue? You walked through a vortex.”
Fred: ”So, I’m not back in the Arizona desert?”
Colonel Foster: ”The rain and foliage would likely say no…”
Fred chuckles as he brings out a bottle of water.
Fred: ”It was this damp humidity that got me…”
Colonel Foster: ”Yeah, the weather on Merope is very similar…”
Fred: ”Merwho?”
Colonel Foster: ”Merope, it’s where you are Fred. It’s an Island in the Pleiades region.”
Fred: ”Wait, I’m in another Galaxy?”
Colonel Foster: ”Oh no, you’re still on Earth…”
Fred: ”So what the heck is Merope and Pleiades??”
Colonel Foster: ”I’ll explain it to you when you return… But for now, check your bag you should see a phone with GPS enabled.”
Fred: ”Got it.”
Colonel Foster: ”Alright, if you look up to the north east of the GPS screen you’ll see what looks like a structure of some sort”
Fred: ”I see that, what is it?”
Colonel Foster: ”You'll want to head there now and we’ll talk in a bit.”
Fred: ”Okay, but someone owes me an explanation…”
Fred packs up the bag and sets off in the direction the GPS is indicating. The journey itself is around twenty minutes and just as he enters a clearing through the trees he finds himself face to face with two small children with pale skin, bleach blonde hair, almost white and piercing blue eyes. Fred’s attention is suddenly directed to two adult beings looking identical approaching him, one male and one female.
Male: ”Good afternoon, Devlin Knight. Colonel Foster informed us you’d be arriving in Merope today…”
Female: ”My name is Kalista and this is my husband Rameth and these are our children Memru and Jenny... You’re welcome to stay before heading off to Alcyone…”
Fred looks at the family in front of him, extremely confused but almost laughs when Kalista says all their names and Jenny comes out of nowhere. His look turns back to confusion.
Fred: ”It’s very nice to meet you all, Kalista… Rameth, Memru and erm, Jenny! Sorry, what do you mean heading off to Alcyone? I’m still not even sure where in the galaxy I am!”
Kalista: ”You are on Earth, Devlin… Just another continent far, far away from where you’re used to.”
Rameth: ”Tell me Devlin, have you ever heard of a man named Admiral Richard Byrd?”
Fred: ”Of course, he’s the guy who said he’d been past the Antarctic ice wall and that there were continents beyond it and the Earth wa… Wait a minute?!”
Rameth: ”That’s right… Colonel Foster and your group have known about this for decades… And now it’s your turn to learn about it all.”
Kalista: ”Come share a meal with us, Devlin… Then we’ll introduce you to the rest of the village. Tomorrow your trip to Alcyone will be a lonely one, there are no people or even animals there. It’s a research island…”
Fred: ”Colonel Foster and I will definitely be discussing whatever the heck this is, but I’m super hungry so for now, lead the way Kalista. You can explain the basics I guess…”
Memru and Jenny run off giggling and looking back at Fred, as Kalista and Rameth lead the way into the village as the scene slowly fades out…
One for all and Alcyone…
The scene unfolds to the crashing of waves, foaming and smashing against a cluster of rocks that precede an island that is north to south, east to west, covered in flora but not so much forna that we can see… This is Alcyone. Sitting high uptop a mountain that’s situated on the coastline of the island is Fred Debonair. He’s dressed in a pair of flowing black shorts, a sky blue shirt that’s open showing his chiselled physique that even at forty one years old he can pull off, he pulls a pair of Oakley shades from his shirt pocket and places them over his eyes as he looks into the choppy waters below, whilst the Sun above shines down with intensity. He chuckles internally…
Fred: ”You know there’s something about being here in the unknown, an Island a million miles from anywhere else, literally not even in the same remote vicinity or judicial waters as anywhere we’ve ever been as a species, that really hits home with me… Because that’s quite literally how I see myself among the “superstars” of the WGWF… An Island immeasurably far from any and everyone in the promotion, something that cannot be touched or even grasped. I am that far beyond anybody there and yes, I am including those I’ve recently been to war with, I am including friends… Sorry, associates. I am including literally everybody. But you know it’s funny that, no matter how much I have proven myself here, no matter how much my reputation precedes me… I still didn’t get the call from either of my CCPE colleagues in Jim Caedus or our esteemed World Champion, Peter Vaughn…
Before coming to WGWF, I was a former nine time World Champion, a three time tag Champion, a five time North American Champion, two time Television Champion, two time Pro Champion and a Hardcore Champ which I won in my Wrestling debut, one time UK Champion and I’m the current reigning and defending JIWC Champion... I was rookie of the year then Wrestler of the year back to back! I’ve been a Battle-Bowl Champion, twice in back to back years! I’ve played part in a match of the year winner and won the one and only Seven Deadly Sins Chamber match too… So you see I’ve Paid my dues! And I’m definitely worth the admission fee, I put more asses in seats than David Bowie, Michael Jackson and Mick Jagger combined and yet… Yet I’m still overlooked, but that’s okay…
That’s okay because this week, on Monday Night Brawl, I get to show the boss exactly what he’s missing out on… And when I say “the boss” I’m not talking about James Raven or Chris Page, because let’s be honest Page knows exactly what Fred Debonair is capable of or he wouldn’t have picked him to carry the IIW Tag-Titles with him… No, I’m talking about our esteemed World Champion, Peter Vaughn… Now don’t get me wrong, I’m taking away nothing from the teams picked for the Wargames match but none of them are yours truly, none of them have done what I have and none of them have reached the levels that Fred Debonair has been taking people since he was sixteen years old!”
Fred pushes himself up with his hands and feet, so he’s standing. He dusts himself off a little and looks out into the ocean as behind him we see a dormant volcano… Although we can’t see his eyes as his Oakley’s still cover them, Fred is clearly looking out across the waters towards what appears to be just nothing… There are no boats, there are no planes it appears to be completely still.
Fred: ”I first walked into this promotion a little over six months ago and in my debut I was given the witch, Samantha Vox and what happened? It’s a rhetorical question of course because we all know what happened, Fred Debonair’s arm was raised… Next up I was literally thrown to the Wolves some might say, but others would see it as a test of loyalty and trust in my abilities when I was placed in a fatal fourway against three of the industries absolute best in John Cable, Mac Bane and J Mont, care to hazard a guess at what happened next? Yep, ten points to Gryffindor… Once more Fred Debonair walks out the successor! After that we had a slight debacle with the likes of Mac Bane, Tristan Slater, Cable and my back was guarded by Mark Flynn and low and behold, Peter Vaughn and although we’d basically won the match we couldn’t get back into the ring at the time and the match ended in a double count out…
My career after that didn’t wilt away either, far from it… I was entered into a match where the winner got to determine their number for the West Coast Rumble and again I was against some of the very best in the business… John Cable, Samantha Voxx, Mark Cross and one of my best friends both in and out of the business, Mike Angelo. I won’t even bore you with asking the question of how we think that match went and who we think won it! I’ll just add that naturally I chose number thirty for the West Coast Rumble… But alas things didn’t go my way, at the Battle Royal and that cretin John Cable cost me the win, I was yay close to winning the match but right after I took out Bane, Cable decided he would ruin my fun, but that’s okay I’ll get to that at a later date. Things didn’t go great for me the post PPV match either did it? Flynn and I were beaten by Mac and Tristan, who caught me off guard but it didn’t happen again…
After destroying Centurion at CCPE Vs. The World, I was supposed to take on John Cable but it didn’t quite go accordingly because Cable couldn’t handle the pressure… And so that match became null and void. Following that Fred Debonair was supposed to have a match with Mac Bane but again he could not handle the pressure that Fred Debonair produced and so things got slightly out of hand there too, the match? Once again, null and void. And then came WrestleWars 8! And the match to show up all matches when yours truly was set to take on “The Beast”, John Cable, in a Tunnels of Terror match beneath Las Vegas but something awful apparently happened to Cable and he was attacked earlier that day… We haven’t seen him since and so, someone else decided to poke their nose in my business! Johnny Bacchus! Clearly the name of Fred Debonair rings around the circuit as much as it once did as this clown thought he’d reinvent his reputation by going against me… And he starts that by trying to distract me against Coding Rhodes! He then followed that up with yanking me out of the ring in a Battle Royal to decide who the two Captains at Wargames were going to be… And of course he’ll say I started it by costing him his win against Samuel Chatman but did I actually get involved? No, it isn’t my fault that my mere presence scares guys like Bacchus! But of course he had to get directly involved to influence my match.”
Fred takes his shades off and folds them, hooking them back onto the pocket of his shirt, before pulling something else from that pocket, a blunt. He fishes into his jeans and reveals a lighter, sticking the spliff between his teeth and shading it from the wind, he lights it up and puts the lighter away again, a little moment passes as he exhales, taking in his surroundings once more…
Fred: ”So now, we come full circle don’t we? Vaughn and Caedus have fought for the WGWF World Championship and the right to draft a teammate first, Vaughn won… The picks have been made and the man who has done everything to be considered a shoe in for something like this, the man who has done things some in this industry can only dream of having accomplished in their career let alone in their teens or early twenties, very new into the industry, the man who has walked into WGWF and the only “losses” he has endured have been one lucky win for the opposition and two multi-person interferences, wasn’t even considered! Soon enough people need to be recognising who Fred Debonair is, soon enough people need to start understanding WHAT THEY HAVE, on the WGWF roster! And it begins this Monday, against the WGWF Champ himself, Peter Vaughn…
You know Vaughn, we may have met for the first time here in the WGWF, but I’ve followed your career pretty closely and I know just what you’re capable of, hell you weren’t just handed that belt by Page and Raven because you did a good job cleaning up... I’ve watched you win the Paramount Title in the CWF, the Hardcore Title in the GCWA… I saw you become the inaugural TPW International Champion, hell Vaughn I even saw you snag the XWF Universal Championship and the Supercontinental Title on top of belts in OCW, PW Valor as well as what you’ve done here… But you know the one thing you haven’t got Peter? The one thing you’ll never have… The privilege of being ME! That’s right Pete you’ll never know what it feels like to be The Original, the Man of the Hour, THE Kingdom, Fred Debonair. And that my friend makes all the difference!
When we first joined up against Cable, Mac and Slater I recall that you had said you weren’t sure what our chemistry would be like, Vaughn… Well I sure as hell hope that I have shown my worth and proven myself to you, hoss? If not then hey, I’m either going to walk into this match on Monday and correct you or I’m going to walk in and make you look stupid! And the funny thing is, I don’t think you’re stupid by a country mile brother so that’s probably going to take some doing! But I know you’re more than aware of what Fred Debonair brings to the table and the only thing that’s even keeping this match alive, the only reason you agreed to it, is simply because it’s a non-title match! Change my mind, Vaughn. The only thing that would have had you telling Raven and Page to take a long walk off of a short pier, is if they’d told you the WGWF World Heavyweight belt would be on the line.”
Fred takes another big draw on the spliff and blows hoops into the air, a rumbling behind him indicates that the volcano, dormant for now, has potentially begun to wake up. He looks back out towards the ocean and squints as he looks in the distance, but shrugs it off, as he begins to walk down some rocks.
Fred: ”How many times exactly have you defended the WGWF World Championship, since winning it at the West Coast Rumble, Vaughn? By my count it’s three… The first being Ace Sky, Ace - Sky? I mean what the hell did he do, to deserve a shot?! The next was Mark Cross and we’d always known he’d be getting the shot at WrestleWars so that was no secret or upset… The third was this last week on Brawl against Jim Caedus in the Wargames advantage match… I’m beginning to think that it doesn’t matter how good, bad or new you are to WGWF, if you’re a runner up in a Battle Royale, you get a shot at good ol’ Peter Vaughn! How many of those guys had actually proven themselves in WGWF? In the CCPE arena before they were given a chance to take your title away, Petey? And of course you’ll make sure I know that who you face isn’t your call and I should be taking it up with Raven or Page, but I don’t need to…. Because once we’re finished Monday night, they’ll be reaching out to me.
I mean, was it Ace’s absolutely lucky win against Atara Raven that made the higher ups believe he was worthy of a World Title shot? I’m still at a loss for words with that choice and I’m not afraid to talk outright, those who know me know that… He barely survived the Television Title match or the West Coast Rumble! He then lost a first blood match against Samantha Voxx and when Vaughn showed him up for the fraud he is, he hasn’t been seen nor heard in WGWF since… Then let’s run it back to Mark Cross shall we? “The Dragon”, don’t get me wrong this guy was pretty impressive for the time I did see him… His career in WGWF started with a win over Samantha Voxx, good for him so did mine and then I beat Cross too, right after his match with the witch in fact… And then his luck happened! Runner up in the West Coast Rumble and he gets his World Title shot! Then he gets a sly victory over Goth but… What happened to him after that??? He signs the contract, gets made a fool of by Vaughn on the following Brawl and is hardly present against Vaughn for the belt!
You see this is what I mean when I’m asking who have you faced? You really haven’t been given anyone of note! Yes I know both Ace and Cross have reputations but here? They just come across as Nomads who sparked some interest during a match, got what they wanted, didn’t show for it and disappeared. Now I personally don’t see Jim Caedus doing that, the fact he’s ready to plough straight in, for the WarGames match is testament to that but right now it genuinely feels like he’s the only one who’s really given you much of a fighting challenge since you took ownership of that belt, Pete… Until now. Now you take on somebody whose life is exactly this, a man who eats, sleeps, breaths Wrestling, a man who’s entire life has revolved around Wrestling and a man who’s out to make sure people haven’t forgotten who he is…”
Fred reaches the bottom of the rocks and takes another big draw on the spliff before putting it out with his fingers and dropping it into the ocean ahead of him. He sets foot onto a flat surfaced rock that seems to edge back into an alcove, before leaning against the rock wall.
Fred: ”Ahh there it is… The sound of the Abacus clicking…. Click-Clack, click-clack… That lightbulb has just gone off in your head, hasn’t it hoss? You’re beginning to comprehend that this isn’t just another Wrestling match… That this isn’t just another one of those cat and mouse games, you are beginning to understand that this… Is very freaking serious. Let’s not get it twisted though and pretend I hold no respect for you Vaughn because in truth I do feel at some stages you and I are cut from the same cloth, I’m just sick of the lack of respect that comes my way and I figure I really must insist that it’s reinvested over this way and the only way to do that brother, is by taking you with me as you pull up at the gates of The Kingdom because you have no idea what I am The Kingdom of, I mean nobody does because nobody has bothered to stop and ask…
Everybody just assumes that I am The Kingdom of Wrestling and that’s because I am… But what if I were to tell you that you’d be stepping up to The Kingdom of Hell? Well you wouldn’t be because Hell, Mr. Vaughn, doesn’t exist but The Kingdom will be the closest you’ll come to it and that’s the hard truth. You know Pete, I usually tell people that there’s a big difference between them and myself that being that I know what I am, I know what I’m willing to do and the lengths I’m willing to go to, to achieve the goals set for me but with you? I don’t feel it’s something I can do because I think you’re in the exact same boat as me… I think, you would take a deal with the Devil if the objective was worth it, as I would… And I also believe that like me you know your own worth and wouldn’t let anyone twist that narrative…
Monday Night Brawl can’t come soon enough Vaughn, not least because I have a point to prove not only to you, but to everybody associated with the Wrestling industry. Fred Debonair has been called a man who lost his talent and living vicariously through others and I’m ready to show the world that despite not having won much in the way of titles since I’ve been back, I am still that damn good, I am still that guy, I just am and this isn’t a disrespect thing towards you Vaughn I promise you that hoss, in fact it’s quite the opposite, I’m doing this BECAUSE I respect you, BECAUSE you are the man to beat and because I’m not waiting until the next person tries to take that belt off of you, before I make my mark. Enjoy the time you’ve got Mr. Vaughn because soon enough you will understand that nothing you say or do is going to stop the bandaid being ripped off for you in the WGWF and the real obstacles begin to get in your way… See you soon, Pete..”
Fred turns and begins to walk into the darkness that encompasses what appears to be the back of the rock cave as the scene in turn, starts to fade - to - black.