| Show me the Way; The Bushido: Part 2 | |
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| StevenSteele | Jul 10 2008, 08:44 PM Post #1 |
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"The darkness that surrounds us cannot hurt us. It is the darkness in your own heart you should fear" - Unknown "Life is no more than a dream to many. People are blind, their dreams blocking the truth of reality. They believe everything is fine, but if they were to simply open their eyes, they would see the world much differently." - Noir Church bells ring. The scene that opens is of a church that has lost its glory of the years, yet service always takes place on Sunday. Two rows of benches, twenty deep, and can seat atleast twenty a row. The altar, very simple. A cross on either side, and behind the altar a much larger cross with a crown of thorns at the top. Candles are lit to keep the darkness away. Sitting in one of the rows about midways down is Steven Steele. He looks around, sitting with his arms out stretched, and legs crossed. His eyes very cold, his expression...blank. Footsteps are heard as a man dressed very plainly walks into the room. The man is very old, white hair, black shirt and blue jeans. He walks up to Steele. Steele: Father O'Connor... The man nods. Steele stands and shakes his hand. Father O'Connor looks into Steele's eyes and sees the pain, the hate, and the love. In one glance O'Connor can read Steele like a book. Father O'Connor: When I got the message that you were on your way, I was worried. It's been six years Steven. Is something wrong? Steele: I seek peace and forgiveness for myself. I want to make things right, but part of me wants to keep the hate. It feeds me, but I know it's so very wrong. Father O'Connor: Hate is of the demons. You are better then that. Why allow yourself to think such thoughts? Steele: Because I want to dominate. I want to be feared. I want the respect that comes with being feared. Father O'Connor: Being feared doesn't bring a man respect and you know that. I know the life you live isn't what your family would have wanted. You are a sports entertainer. You are a professional wrestler. You are making alot of money and you were known world wide for sometime. Steele: That's the thing right there. I was known. In the past. People have forgotten me. I am just not getting my face out there again. I am just now being 'known' again...maybe this was a bad idea Father. Father O'Connor: You didn't come here just to argue with me. You didn't come here for the wrong reasons. You want help because your heart aches. So please, I can help you. I helped you six years ago, I can do it again.... ...Off Camera... The scene flahes white... Gainesville, Georgia. April 15, 2002 Two cars are parked at an apartment complex. Clothes are all over the road and sidewalk. Screams are heard. More items are being thrown from room 102 that faces the road and parking area of this apartment complex. You see a younger Steven Steele walk out, face red with anger. Right behind him, a older woman, grey hair, very thin woman. Leaning against one of the cars Steele is heading towards is Father O'Connor. Steven Steele: I can't take it. I can't take it anymore. I hate that woman...you HEAR ME...I HATE YOU! Steele yells. The woman stops and throws a pair of shoes at Steele. Woman: You want to wrestle, then you do it somewhere else. YOU WILL NOT DO IT IN MY HOUSE. I am YOUR MOTHER YOU WILL HAVE MORE RESEPCT FOR ME THEN THIS! Father O'Connor: Kim...KIM, please calm down. Steven, please come with me. Steven Steele: NO! I'm leaving. Steele starts for his car as Father O'Connor puts a hand on Steele's arm. Father pleads with him. Steele stops. He looks over at his mother and then back to Father O'Connor. Father O'Connor: Please...the three of us need to talk. You don't hate her, and she doesn't hate you. She fears you are gonna get yourself hurt or worse. Please, lets get these clothes and other items up and go back inside. I promise you, we will get this worked out. Just don't leave... Steele looks long and hard into O'Connor's eyes. Steele reading...reading and then nods. Steven Steele: Okay...I'll do it... On Camera... The scene then flahes white again. Steele looks at Father O'Connor. Steele smiles. He walks past him and stands in the middle of the asile way that parts the benches. Steele scratches his head. Steele: You have always been there. When you came into my family back in 1998 things have been better then they use to be. 2002 was the worst because I made my choice for certain about my wrestling career. I had been doing the wrestling thing for just about two years at that point. Me and mother fought like cats and dogs all that time because I was wrestlng. Its alot different this time around... Father O'Connor: Nothing we can't solve. Steele: Maybe I don't want it to be solved. Father O'Connor: Steven you don't mean that. Look down deep. Your hate is something you can let go of so easily and you know it. Steele: How do you know that? I've wanted to think that for such a long time. I want to think I could just drop the hate, and the anger. Everything negative was just about gone until I was signed by this company called svo. Father, they just helped fuel the fire. They created a new hate. Father O'Connor: Maybe you should go back into retirement. You have enough money. Take sometime away. Live a life outside the ring. It's gotten to you my child. Steele: No. You don't seem to understand and now I know comming here was a mistake. I have to go. Steele starts to walk off when Father O'Connor grabs his arm just like he did six years ago. Steele stops. His eyes almost go from hate to love, but in one vile second the anger returns and Steele grabs the arm of O'Connor and pulls it off hard and pushes him away. Steele: You can't help me. I don't want the help. Father O'Connor: This isn't you. Steven, I've known you for the better part of 9 years. True I lost contact with you this last year, but still I can get you back on track. Make you understand that you don't need all the demons in order to wrestler and live your life. Steele: Tell me Father, who came up with the name Gabriel? Father O'Connor: You asked me for ideas on a wrestling name. A way to be taken seriously. Gabriel is the Angel of Death. That fit you, that fit what you wanted. I helped you because I know you. Steele: I used Gabriel for a long time, but then it became a name of disgrace. That name I had to ditch because no one was taking me seriously. Father O'Connor: You are making no sense Steven...please stay. Please let me help you clear everything up. Steele: They laugh and look away from me even now...and I come here to help. I come to you for help. I get nothin. I have nothing that needs fixing. I know you want me to see the truth, but Father I know the truth now. What you offer me is forgiveness. You offer me a way out and a way to live my life in peace. You take away from me what drives me. What keeps me running. Father O'Connor: Hate and anger only blinds you. It only stops you. You got here because of your motivation to be the best, not because of this anger you are dwelling on. Steele: I will do what I need to do in this world to get by. I will use anything and everything to drive myself to the very top. I don't need help, and I don't need you. Stay out of my way and out of my life. Steele turns and walks off. Father O'Connor is left standing, confused and very sad at what has just happened. The door slams as that marks Steele's exit. Steele picks up his pace as the black limo is waiting for him. Steele climbs inside. The door is shut. Seconds later the limo drives off... ...Hours Later... The scene opens back up quickly inside Steele's hotel room. Steele standing in the dark. The master bedroom. Steele with blue jeans on, no shirt, and a beer in his hand. He is looking out his window at a grey sky. The rain is falling silently. Steele takes a drink of his beer as he looks outside. His eyes are closed listening to the rain. Steele: It is true. Just another part of my history comes out. I was once known as Gabriel Steele. I was suppose to be the Angel of Death. I was supposed to be feared and respected because of what I could do in that ring. Father Brian O'Connor is a 75 year old man that has been in my family for a long time. He did help me thru troubles. He always wants to help and get in the way. Stick his nose where it doesn't belong. However, the name Gabriel soon became a joke. I became a joke. No one took me seriously six years ago, and right now no one does. They will. Just like I did back then, I will do here and now. I will not fall and I will not fail. Father O'Connor thinks Im stuck on anger and hate and that it can destory a man. Maybe. However it won't destory me. The more I look at it and the more I think about it, I have been driven by those emotions for eight years in this business and nothing is going to change. Not now, not ever. Nathan, I WANT to assume you are a smart man. I want to know that you understand that me asking you to beat me at Showdown is asking you to do the unthinkable. When I asked you to beat me, I asked you on behalf of all the SVO talent, however I asked you knowing full well that you can't. Nathan you are a smart man and I know you have some common sence about you. I hope you do anyway. Maybe its that woman you are with that is having trouble grasping what I was saying. Nathan understand that I don't care if you think of me as the new guy. The guy in the white. The guy that lost to Drew Carrig. You see that's fine, you are like all the rest. You don't know anything about me and that scares you. That makes you nervous. Nathan you have no idea as to what awaits you. You don't know the pain I will give you. Paradine you have never entered the ring with Steven Steele before and it will be something you will never forget. I will give you my best and I will take your best and I watch it fall at my feet. However that will all come in due time. I understand that I do alot of talking about SVO and the haters that live within. I come to understand a few things and that not to long ago I made a company my heart and my soul. CWF was something I lived and breathed no matter what side of the politics I was one. Good or bad. It didn't make a damn to me. I fought when I was getting the shaft and I fought for others that were getting started. I was driven. Nathan, I watched CWF die. I was there. I saw the looks on the fans faces and I saw the look on the faces of the guys in the back. Our legends, and the superstars were in shock. Drew Carrig sold the CWF to someone that buried it. Paradine I know what it is like to fight, bleed, and cry to a company. It put food on the table and gave me the life I live now. Maybe that is why I am full of hate. Maybe thats why I am bitter. Who knows. What I do know is that I can never put my entire being into something like that again. I have made it very clear that I want the SVO Championship. I am going to show the SVO that outsiders will be welcomed. I will show the SVO that I am everything I have said I am. Nathan Paradine, I know you give everything for SVO. I can see it in your eyes. Backstage, every person I meet, I can see it. Gunner Lang, I saw him one time and I looked him in the eyes and saw the passion he has for this company. Stevo, Alex Ross, and Night among others. I know they have a foot hold here n the SVO and everytime new talent come in, alot of times they don't make an impact and they leave. Rarely do you have five very amazing preformers come in and shake the foundation of a company. I will give you props. You got two of them to leave, but you still have three more and one of them is your Las Vegas Champion. So, while giving everything you have to a company is not a bad thing, just realize that nothing last forever. No matter how hard you try. I am very ready for you Paradine. All that is left is a few more days. Sunday does come quick, but much quicker for you. Paradine you are one match shy of getting a Las Vegas Championship and that will be the story of your life. Always one match shy of getting to dance with the champions. So don't come into this match expecting to win and go on to face TJ Raven, rather come in expecting to lose and know you will never be as good as me. Paradine, I have unfinished business with TJ Raven and while I don't need his championship, I need to beat him into the ground. Me and him have a history and that is the very last door that remains open. I will do whatever it takes to face TJ Raven and Paradine if I have to out cheat you I will. If I have to out wrestle you I will. If I have to break every bone in your body I will. Look into my eyes and tell me you are going to stop me... ...You can't, and you never will. Steele bottoms the rest of his beer and winks. Steele continues to look out the window. The rain pours down. Steele closes his eyes again and smiles. Steele exhales. The scene fades back slowly...very slowly...fade to black...end. |
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sVo (6-1) def. Mike Manson def. Julian Fiasco Drew Carrig def. Steven Steele def. Matt Thornhill (C2V) def. Peter Gilmour def. Nathan Paradine def. The Sex Smybols | |
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