| The old saying goes that "You can't teach an old dog new tricks." For some people, like Triple H, that's true. For others, though, like Phoenix Winterborn and Drew Stevenson, new tricks are learned every day. All the time. It's called constant evolution. Something that Triple H hasn't learned to adapt to, and probably never will. Our scene opens up today with Phoenix Winterborn at a skatepark back in his hometown of Moline, Illinois. His birthplace. All of his old friends are there, and they are just spending the day how they used to growing up. Skateboarding. Phoenix, Dan McDorman, Steve Stodgel, and Aaron Bouvie were all sitting up on the upper deck watching some of the younger guys as they started thinking back to their younger days. Aaron Bouvie:
So Pete (they all called him Pete cause of his original last name of Peterson), how's the wrestling world treatin ya? I remember back in the day, we all thought you were crazy for wanting to do it. I mean, like, we knew you could, but seriously, how many kids our age wanted to be wrestlers when they grew up, huh? Phoenix Winterborn:
Guys, wrestling is actually going pretty good. Can't believe it's been almost a decade already, y'know? Seems like I just started a couple years ago. I've actually got a show coming up here soon where I'm taking on Triple H on Friday. All three of them look over at Phoenix, who has a grin on his face. Steve Stodgel:
Triple H? Really? Sounds like someone's movin up in the world. Phoenix Winterborn:
Yeah, I'm pretty excited about it. Triple H has been around for a long time, and to face the *ahem* TWELVE TIMEEEAAHHHHH WORLD CHAMPIONAAAHHHHH (he coughs again as the guys start laughing) is going to be an honor, but with the way things have been going for me, it's going to make for a long night for him. I've got Drew Stevenson in my corner, and we've already clicked as a tag-team. I think Friday is going to be the start of good partnership between the two of us. The guys continue talking as they watch one of the kids hit the launch ramp up onto the ledge and smith grind it down the ground. Phoenix smiles as he stands up, kicking his board into his hand. Phoenix Winterborn:
Ok, let's see if I can still do this. Phoenix gets a running start as he drops into the park, setting up on the launch ramp as he ollies off and makes the board flip in air with his back foot, barely able to catch the board with his feet before landing on the other side of the ramp. His friends stand up, banging their boards on the deck in a show of respect for the back foot kickflip he just landed. He kicks back up the ramp, meeting the guys with handshakes and high fives. Dan McDorman:
Dude, that was damn near perfect. Nice. Phoenix Winterborn:
Yeah, that like like, the first time I've done that in a few years. Surprised I was able to still land it. (he looks out as a camera is situated on him as he turns his focus to it) Hey! You been filming me the whole time? (turning back to his friends) This will just take a few minutes. He kicks his board up into his left hand as he exits the chainlink of the park and over to the cameraman waiting. Phoenix clears his throat as he begins to speak. "The American Tradition" Phoenix Winterborn:
Hunter, nice job with the attempt at trash-talking, but you see, once again, you do, in fact, suck at life. You call me a wasted chance at being something in this company. When was the last time you even had a viable chance at the WGEF Championship? When have you proved yourself to anyone BUT yourself, huh? Hunter, it's times like these that make me really wonder if you've lost your mind or not, although you probably don't know what that means. Look back at your career, man. Chair shots. falls through tables, plates of scrambled brains on steel steps. You're losing your touch Trips. It's that simple. Some old dogs like me you can teach new tricks to. Some, like you however, need to be taken out behind the woodshed and put out of their misery. Friday night, me and Drew Stevenson play the part of the resentful farmer taking his Ol' Yeller out behind the barn, and laid to rest. Once and for all. now, if you'll excuse me, I'm in the process of catching up with some old friends before I take care of what needs to finally be done on Friday night. Hunter, cherish your little conversations with that has-been Chris McKenzie because Judgement Day is inching ever closer for you. Minute by minute, hour by hour until BOOM! The Light of the Apocalypse is revealed, and your career as you know it...is over. Click, click...boom. Phoenix makes a motion with his hand as if he is pushing a button. But after he does, a mushroom cloud springs up from off in the distance. Wait for it....suddenly, a rush of searing heat and nuclear wind whooshes by, inceneriating everything in sight...except for Phoenix. "The American Tradition" Phoenix Winterborn:
Hunter, I told you the apocalypse was coming. It seems I accidently set it off too soon, however. Take a look around here. This now barren wasteland is just like what your career is going to be like after Friday night. Desolate, and lifeless. I hope you are as ready for your career to end as I am ready to end it. The American Tradition and The Warforged Warrior are an unstoppable force, and we start our metoric rise to the top by laying to rest one of the greats. Strap up, young'n. You're in for a LONG night... With that, Phoenix calmly gets up and walks off, leaving the camera on the ground looking out over the barren fields that used to be Moline, Illinois... |
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