"A kiss is a lovely trick designed by nature to stop speech when words become superfluous."
--PROMO BEGIN--
Words are one of the greatest tools in a person's arsenal.
Words can inflict damage from the other side of the world, without even laying a finger on a person. Words can become a man's greatest weapon, and his biggest downfall, and in case you haven't noticed - i like words a lot.
However, there are times when words are no longer needed, when speech becomes too much and when one must give up speech and simply let his actions to do the talking. Such a moment has come up with none other than the "Goddess" herself, Bliss, because however much we talk, however, much we bicker on twitter and however much she denies that she is feeling the same way as me when it comes to the fans, that she has feelings for me, in the end, the actions always do the talking.
Because Bliss, i know that a lot of people want to do what you refused to let yourself do when you stepped inside that ring and almost brought your foot down hard on my face. I know that so many people wanted to see that foot collide with my jaw, see that anger just wash through you.
But no, you're too restrained, you're far too restrained by all those therapeutic people to let it all out, even though i know you want to Bliss. I know exactly how you're feeling, because i was once like you, trying to hold it in. That was when i was just like you just were, pandering to the fans, with a fake smile spread across my face as i tried to get those corporates more money than they could possibly think of.
And now, look at me. I know what's right, i'm in control of my rage - or as you seem to think, my rage is in control of me. You know just as well as i do exactly how good it feels to let it all out and feel the anger seep through you, just let it take over. Bliss, i know how you feel about it, i know how you feel about your anger, and i know how you feel about the Age of Arrogance.
But let me just tell you one thing. Say one word, because one word is all you need to hear.....
Freedom.
Because freedom is letting is all go. Freedom is release, release from the therapy, release form that idiotic girl Lucy and release from all that traps the real you inside that fake shell that appeals to the fans, that fake you that sucks the corporates off as they try and make more and more money off your beautiful ass when you enter the ring and your face when you point to the crowd.
Well Bliss, i saw what your promo showed about you, and how you've been tweeting about how you no longer pander to those useless fools in the audience, but i need to see it to believe it. And if you really don't care about those useless fans in the audience, the ones that people like Trey Baxter and Ash Soulsfate pander to like witless idiots.
I know you don't believe in saving people, but all you need is one reason to think the way i do. And that is to save yourself.
And to save yourself, i'm afraid you're going to have to save some other people as well, like the rest of those people who work their asses off day in and day out, only to have this business ruined by those fans, as they turn this business into nothing more than a popularity contest.
So Bliss, i know you want to let it out, and i know you're often confused about me, but all you need to know is that i'm never wrong, especially not when it comes to anger, and right now you only need to listen to one thing i am saying...
Freedom.
The choice is yours Kahlan, make it last.
--PROMO END--
"Yeah, it all went fine, she didn't even know i was there." I hear Cable's reply over the iPhone as i see the girl i was tailing enter her hotel, as she looks around once more, suspiciously, as if knowing somebody was following her. I wait until she passes deep into her hotel as i press down on the accelerator and the bright orange Lamborghini zooms past the glass panel door.
"Yeah, maybe she can give herself some therapy instead of giving it all to Kahlan..." I say, smirking.
"Speaking of which, what's up with you two? I mean you keep saying all you want is for her to see the light, but i can see something beneath it. What's up with her?"
"Nothing is up." I say, not even managing to convince myself of the what i just said.
"Mmmhmmm." I hear Cable say, not believing me either.
"Whatever, what time are you coming to the airport tomorrow?" I ask, referring to the time when we'll set off tomorrow for Casper from Vegas.
"We'll leave early in the morning, after all you've got some ass to kick." Cable says.
"Damn straight, Ash and Trey are in for a massive lesson this week, because i promise that everything we do to them this week is going to increase tenfold at Road to Glory. I'll see you tomorrow mate." I hang up the phone, pushing down hard on the accelerator as the Lamborghini zooms away.
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"So, what's the game plan for tonight?" Andre asks, in the middle of putting on a knee pad in preparation for the training we'll be doing in an hour or so. Before i can answer through, i am interrupted by a knocking at the door, as Tasha Jordan's voice comes through the room.
"Excuse me, Mr. Hunter? Would it be possible for me to grab a quick interview?"
I sigh as i open the door and straight away take the microphone out of her hands, turning towards the camera.
"Actually, no. Because i've got something to say, and i need to say it."
"Ash and Trey. This week you step inside that ring with me and Johnny Clash. But this week you don't step into the ring with one of the people you've both beaten before, because this week, you step into the ring with the winner of the Army of One Rumble. And i step into the ring with the new World Heavyweight champion."
"As i've said before, all that is wrong with this business. And this week I am going to make full impact on our claims to save this business from the likes of you people. Because this week, it all begins, the Road to Glory begins with a simple tag team match, where we step inside the ring for the first time against one another for the first time since Army of One."
"Army of One, the very PPV where i made history. The PPV where i defeated twenty-nine other wrestlers to win that title shot, the shot at YOUR title Ash. So you can bring your boyfriend, you can bring an army if you want because at the end of the day, the result will be the same, the same as Road to Glory."
"I will be victorious, full stop,"
With that i shove the microphone back in the hands of Tasha and i re-enter the locker room without another word, ready to prepare for where it begins.