The Company Versus The Vision.

[-Jack Noble-]

And So It Begins...

EVPW fans around the gymnasium are ecstatic with the awesome night filled with live action they have been a witness to. After the dust from the main event settles, wrestlers have left the ring, referees standing at the ready, a song hits the PA system as members of the audience begin to cheer as they wait for this wrestler to pop out from behind the curtain.

“Oh man, we've heard rumors all week that he had something big to say, and I think the time hear him out has come!”

A chubby man tears through the curtain before throwing his left arm up in the air, hand made into a fist, screaming, “Here I come!”. Fans gymnasium wide cheer on the superstar known as Jack Noble. The Eagle Division Title is proudly slung over one shoulder, but the United Glory title is nowhere to be seen. Jack begins to trot down the entrance way, ignoring fans who have their hands extended out for high fives, a very uncharacteristic move from the typical fan favorite, Noble. A few ignored high fives later, you find the Spaceman jogging up the three steel steps before kicking his left leg into the ring through the top and middle rope, soon after his body follows. The Twinkie loving bastard of EVPW gallops over to the furthest turnbuckle, jumping onto the second rope. Jack gazes through the capacity crowd as he forms his two hands into guns before yelling, “Pew! Pew!”, his signature taunt. He then steps down, off of the second rope, as he is handed a microphone to address the thing he has had on his mind.

“Bros and hos of EVPW, and people in between such as the new general manager... if you had not known, my name is Jack Fucking Noble. The Ayatollah of Twinkies, the High Livin' SOB, the Spaceman and your Eagle Division Champion.”

Jack grins at the mention of being the main title champion while the crowd shows their support by cheering the man on.

“Now, The Company, you see has started to show it's ugly head back in EVPW, trying to push their weight around, and well, I have some bad news for them. Pushing weight is my specialty, and I'm not prepared to get pushed around by a group of butt buddies that doesn't let their presence be known until months after the revamp of this par wrestling organization. You see, Jackie boy is here week in and week out, either wrestling of talking to you, the people.. But now, I hear about them getting cheered, about what a great job they're doing, how they were kind enough to bring back a company you love..”

Giant pop is given as the fans recognize The Company as the driving force that keeps EVPW around. Some members actually begin to jeer Jack Noble, as they feel that they know what is coming next.

“So, well.. simply.. fuck The Company. I'm sitting here as your Eagle Division Champion and one half of your United Glory champions, even though you wouldn't know that because we've never defended the belts, and you give those self righteous bastards all the recognition that they want while they just lie about the "truth"? I am the best in the business, my two titles agree with me. Don't you dare get me wrong, I love the wrestling industry, but EVPW is slowly becoming an organization that simply lies through it's teeth, to me, you, yo mama, anyone that they can. This isn't how you run a successful business, and this is why EVPW died the first time. Now, this is the point in the show where I ask who's with me, and you jeer uncontrollably. So.. who is with me?!”

Jack prediction was correct, a large number of the EVPW fan base on hand boo the man, while a small group applaud him, realizing that everything he is saying has at least some truth behind it. Jack grins cockily while jeers rain in from all corners of the gymnasium.

“Yes, yes, bring it on.. nothing I haven't heard before. This will be the end of a government figure in EVPW if I have anything to say about it. EVPW needs to be run in house, and who better than good ol' Jack to do that? Right now, ladies and gentlemen, I'm declaring war.. it will be The Company versus The Vision.”

Suddenly, his rant gets cut off by the entrance theme of another superstar.

TBCB someone who wants to be in “The Vision”
Yes, I just made The Company good guys..in the fans eyes at least, fight me.

[Deleted]

The arena lights go out as a dark rave-like song begins to play. "Mi Destrojero" by Chris Jones continues, as a red spot light shines on the stage with the figure of Lee Pyro standing in it. He is wearing a black dress suit, with a blood red tie and carrying a walking stick with a skull on it. He makes his way to the ring, his eyes on Jack.

JP:
What is Lee Pyro doing out here?

RW:
I don't know.

Lee reaches the ring side area, and grabs a mic from the announce table before walking up the steps. He climbs through the ropes and looks a Jack Noble.

Lee:
You are right, Jack. This Company has it's own agenda, and these puppets let themselves be controlled. My older brother hated the guys who ran this place, but the first chance he got to hide from me, he ran to those goons and had them help him hide. I will help you, if it means I get my older brothers blood.

TBC

[-Jack Noble-]

Jack Noble seems a little taken back by this new EVPW star, Lee Pyro, not exactly knowing what to say to the man.

"Wait... who are you?"

Some members of the audience laugh at Jack's blatant disregard towards the new face on the EVPW roster while others are still trying to make sense of Noble's previous rant. Lee, on the other hand, looks absolutely disgusted before be shoots the microphone up to his lips. However, before he can get a word in edge wise, the Spaceman cuts him off.

"Just giving you shit, bro. I'm not exactly talking about blood here, just some new, truthful authority figures. EVPW deserves a good leader, an honest, fun loving, favorite to be at the head desk. Suddenly, The Company comes back with smiles and rainbows shooting from their asses, and people buy into it. I'm not fooled, and Lee, if you're not either.. you're welcome to join in on what will be a war for the future of this federation."

Jack extends out his hand to the less than trustworthy man, but keeps a close eye on the entrance way as if he expects someone else to join the two men in the ring.