Prologue
I've walked a long and treacherous road through hell and back but I know my own limitations whether they've killed me or made me stronger in what I do... it's not about how long you've done something you loved... it's about the drive, the determination you put into what you do and I've basically done that in every single match, promo or even a backstage altercation I've had.
Many times you just need to get that jolt of energy to say "I Will Not Quit!" give it that all just to fire that last punch or ignite that last finishing move but one simple mistake can cost it all.. ever since Justice for Some in December.. I've seen the bright light & I've made no damn mistakes not even to fuck up my losing streak or lose my step into gaining the World Heavyweight Championship.
This is My moment. My life. My Road to Glory 2013!
End Of Prologue
Scene 1: Critics silenced.
Time:11:00 PM
Date:2/25/13
Area: Parking Lot of Ford Field (Detroit, Michigan)
Characters: Kurt Orton, AJ Orton, Burris Troy
I have learned over the years that when one's mind is made up, this diminishes fear.
-Rosa Parks, activist and "the mother of the freedom movement"
Fear is a lot of things to my opponent, it's death calling his name... sweat running and pouring down his head figuring out the next line of strategy to defeat the person that is across from him which is me. I think if this was one of those better & way easier title matches then the pressure would totally be a little bit lighter but God have given me the blessing of a lifetime to instill fear into my opponent and make him feel what I feel.
I didn't ask for pain to be brought on to my opponent, everything just has it's own course and ways for things to fucking happen... evrything sets the way it should be set also where nothing goes the hell wrong... Knight wants to play with my emotions and my motherfucking pride... well bitch let's play!
Our first scene starts with AJ and Kurt meeting up after Raw where Kurt learns that he faces the GM on Raw 100, he smiles and understands his future objective is clear.. it must be done.. to end the obsecurity, the judgement our so called "boss" wants to play upon me.
Since I wasn't supposed to be on the show tonight, I wore my New England Patriots #18 Jersey with the back reading "Kurt Orton" and my jersey number blasting on the bottom, Burris Troy now walked up to my car ready to ask me some questions and as ever, I had to be the kind recipent to be a good boy and anwser them. Tonight he wore an old-school grey plaid suit with a red tie and grey loafers.
{Interviewer} Burris Troy
Ladies & Gentlemen, my guest at this time is the #1 contender to the Thy WWE World Heavyweight Championship, this is "The Prodigy" Kurt Orton!
I smiled without even looking at the camera, I guess my peeps were kind of still happy at the words I spoke tonight, though it didn't seem right for me to just throw the truth out there... I know i'm a man of faith, honor and truth but tonight a change had came upon to me as Burris thinks wisely reluctantly asked the first question.
Kurt, tonight you had a war of words with our GM. Do you hold any remorse behind what you said?
I thought about the question after just physically entering the battle, it was grueling and time-crunching but the war was won... for now.
You know burris... i'm not afraid of anything that was said tonight because all our GM is propaganda and fake facts, not telling the truth and understanding his sins would come to him with a severe consequence... nothing I said tonight will be taken back until he leaves and even when that happens... there will defiently be a place on my boot where Knight's face will be. I gurantee to you that.. it's not a promise.. not a threat... that my friend is a decree.
The war of words we held tonight only gives Knight the advantage in one thing and that's authority. Christian Knight can be whatever he wants to be.. the owner, the GM .. no I have a better position for him... the towel boy after everyone's matches taking everything into one little hamper and washing like the bus boys you used to see at the resturants. That's the position he should have had when he first came back but now I seen his clear objective and his motive is to take out the cancer... that cancer my peeps is yours truly because I guess without me, Thy WWE would just be a bunch of inconsiderate nutcases who sit in crazy houses trying to fit for the richest prizes like a baby begging for his bottle!
Take out the following people in that equation which are "POT" Bob Cena, Crack, CM Punk, Troy Motor and myself... that leaves Jacob Senn, JTB, Bret Hart, and everyone else who wants to be the best... you have to work hard, try to the best of your ability and when that bell rings ... you do not fucking look back!
I kept going with the words planned all in my head as Burris Troy just gave me the microphone with a smirk, he left the scene as me and AJ sat on the trunk in the indian sitting position.
To realize the emotions best understood by anyone, it's easy always to get into their head and know the best things to say even if it's stupid... I did the right thing and went into the past all because he dug into the fact that I screwed up last year, this is Two-Thousand and Thriteen not the SCW days Christian... I told Beno this a few weeks ago and I'm going to tell you the same damn thing... stop listening to the critics, learn some shit about the title history, roster and even better... these people before you start judging the fan freaking favorite that's been in the main event for week after week giving it his all! Stop living in the damn fantasy world and realize your full potential by not being a faggot!
In three weeks from tonight, you will see me at the 100th episode of Raw giving it my last breath and when you realize that you can't win fair and square like you never did before... that's when i'll counter your emotion and turn it into my good fortune.
Kurt hands Burris by the microphone and gets in the car with AJ, knowing his full potential at his hand as the scene ends with the arena shutting down behind them.
End of Scene 1.
Scene 2: Anger rages the spirit.
Time: 11:00 AM
Area: Kurt Orton's house
Date: 2/26/13
Characters: Kurt Orton, AJ Orton
Check the watch of time because your sentencing is now, the sands have turned into ashes foreholding your death intimate within grasp. - "The Prodigy" Kurt Orton
You can set dates, times, hours, minutes hell even seconds till the unleashed fury can be witnessed but it won't accomplish anything.. it will just burn out the anger inside bulit within and then you'll be blown out like a candle on a birthday cake.
That's the world champ's role in this game. he's the hunter & i'm the hunted. it's not and it will never be about who's the best or what has to be done to end your opponent in battle. it's left up to heart and the never give up attitude you possess.
It was resting time and I layed down on the couch, flipping a coin in the air and also counting my odds carefully for tonight's match while I had my four wins set up in the vault of confidence, this is where I needed to go into that second zone and make my self lethal beyond the powers that be.
Even though I had a hoody on, I could still see my eyes staring at the coin with presence knowing of my chances that are limited until I heard a knock on the door... I got up and saw a freaking Thy WWE Camera staring at me in my face, I didn't want them here nor did they want to be here either but hell... business is business.
They stormed into my house with questions and I had that venomous stare like "what the fuck does Christian Knight think he's doing sending his crew inside my damn house!That's strike two he has just crossed!" I walked over to my couch and sat on top of it wondering what next to do now that the cameras have rushed in here.
{Thy WWE Cameraman}
"it's apparent to see Mr.Orton that you don't want us here but we need to ask you about last night. do you have anything more to say oe even about the Raw GM Christian Knight? "
{"The Prodigy"} Kurt Orton
First of all, you simply have no right to walk into my damn house asking me where the hell i've been these last few days... it's simple though. I've been training for the big day where the two of us meet in the center of the ring for the second time in the last month.
Besides all of that i've also seen POT and Bret Hart continue their rivalry which in my opinion ... I've never actually seen POT so focused in my damn life and I've faced him before and his potential has grown higher because he's grown into a man that everyone wants to be... not even because of his culture or heritage .. it's just he's that damn good man and that's basically it.I kept flipping the coin in my hand with great ease, figuring out the next thing going on in my mind... how was it going to effect me or where was this burning ignition going to come from.You want me to sit here and explain my actions... but I won't. I won't degrade or lower myself to anyone's standards... not even our General Manager's where he can make the rulings, he wants to change the way the games are played around here at Thy by suspending the Knights and why all that's well and good, you failed at doing one thing and that's containing the top guy on your roster.
Did anyone try and contain me when I won 2/3 of the top titles here in Thy WWE then forehold honor and respect to these championships... NO! It was because of my drive, my determination, my well fortituded power that I was able to hold those titles with honor & value.You want to tell me that I was nothing, that my title reigns were meaningless and defenseless... all I remember you ever doing was defeating your opponents then losing the title in under 2 minutes and 18 seconds?! Bullshit!
Then in a so called "act of valor" & great wisdom...after cheerleading your ass off in SCW, you want to come back into wrestling and take back this company but in a general manager position... Christian Knight you make me completely sick! In addition to all of this, you thought I would be scared or hurt from your teeny tiny little explosive words you were spitting out of your gums... they didn't face me nor did they effect me and my path of greatness!
I began to get angry, showing no signs of remorse & regret, no one could take me down or put me under the bus as I kept going with my rant of violence.
Degenerate. I'm a degenerate but I'm consistently here each week day in and day out for my fans respect and there cheers only make me stronger, you must be the most incomptient, disrespectful man i've ever come to know and call the word "boss" or "sir" ... hell to even address it makes me want to throw up in my damn mouth and let it splatter all over the floors!
The camera man looked over at me and saw my eyes just flustering with rage, broken with souls reaching for a chance to break free, the voices talking inside of my head saying "keep going, don't stop, let your anger flow!"
(Thy WWE Cameraman}
Um... Mr. Orton ---
You think you can continue talking, did I ask you to speak? Are you scared you worthless piece of shit?!!
I wasn't done addressing my concerns I have for Christian Knight & also screw the fact that I should call him boss or sir, he doesn't get that recognition or respect from me... he might get that from the kiss-ass crew which consists of Jacob Senn or Joey The Bastard but I am not them! I am Kurt Orton, A Prodigy and a man who will walk into the Prudential Center & reclaim my rightful place as the World Heavyweight Champion!
AJ woke up from her slumber, hearing my rage blast throughout the walls of the house... she got up out of bed and proceeded her way to the sofa wondering also why Thy WWE Cameras were in our home.
{"Prodigy's Princess"} AJ Orton
Do they want a tour of the house babe?
No AJ, they don't deserve to see the luxury I live in regardless of who they work for... but it's okay, they can record this, they can flim all of it and send it back to the GM that they kiss-ass for, it'll be my pleasure to see him the next night after Anarchy in whatever city or town we are in to address him... myself!
I put the coin down and settled my eyes directly on the camera at hand, it was clear that my objective needed to be sent out to everyone and everything that was watching my motives take charge and my exact energy take place right in front of them.
Flipping off the sofa with a perfect backflip, I saw the cameras exit my house secretively running back to their boss who they seductively kiss-ass to, it wasn't even my intention to even bother with their bull-crap so I walked away from my living room window.
I now walked into my room to pick out my attire for tonight, AJ sat on the edge of the bed as I was thinking.
I'm going to ask you this now... are you absolutely, positively sure your going to win tonight because if not... it's no obvious point in even packing our things to head out down the block Kurt. I'm just doing this for your safety...
Safety. In as much anger that I'm in right now because those ass-holes juat invaded our home and then on-top of that I'm already angry that Christian Knight is on my case... you know what AJ.. Just stay home because the last thing I need is you not giving me support.
I heard her heart just ready to bust out and give tears, but no.. she stood strong and sat on the bed as I kept on packing.{"Prodigy's Princess"} AJ Orton
For a least a year now, I've done everything to support you and even on top of all of that hell I've competed in over 2 years... something I banned myself from doing for a long ass time babe... now after all this you decide that since we are in our hometown for the biggest match of your career, you decide that you don't need me! Bullshit!
You need me in spirit, in mind and in energy, hell without me... who would be there to support you through 4 fucking Wins! NO ONE! I'm going downtown for your support tonight Kurt & you are going to win the title I gurantee you that because we made a vow on our wedding day that we would be hand in hand regardless of the problems we face and this right now is our first problem!
I took my oath to AJ & remembered it as a piece of my memory, beginning to close the bag I saw her clinching her fist saying "I won't cry" over and over until I walked over and passionately kissed her on the lips forgiving what I had done wrong, a foolish in-considerate husband dis-obeying his fair maiden... we now had walked out the house with our stuff in hand ready to go until I told her I needed to make a stop.
{"Prodigy"} Kurt Orton
Baby, take the car... I got some errands to run.She nodded at the request as I called the cab, the scene ended as both cars drove off in different directions.
End Of Scene 2. Scene 3: Talking truth.
Time: 1:00 PM
Date: 3/4/13
Area: Smash-mouth Wrestling Radio Station
Characters: Kurt Orton, Walter Reigns
I arrived at my favorite radio station because I recieved a text message saying offically that they needed a interview done with the guy who has made ratings for the past month, was it because I was so successful? Exactly.
As I walked in the booth, it was apparent to me that Lance was not here so since I was just wearing all black, it wasn't a day of desperation... it was kind of like a day of rejoice because as being the wild-card to the company, I needed to really split the standards divided between the idiots, the assholes and the hard-workers who has done their best to simply be the best.
{Radio Personality} Walter Reigns
Kurt, As I welcome to another edition of Smashmouth Wrestling, I know Lance is not here on this edition, are you at least fine with me taking his place as the co-host?
{"The Prodigy"} Kurt Orton
Sure man... it's not problem because Lance is my main man, my amigo and since your the co-host, just be yourself and don't ask anything that will push my buttons.
{Radio Personality} Walter Reigns
Oh i'm sure not to even think about pissing off the guys who's top Thy's ratings to the charts, my first question though this afternoon concerns your MITB Briefcase... are you going to miss holding it and what have you benefited from the experience?
I thought about the question with great ease before trying to anwser it with calmness and less anger within my tone.
{"The Prodigy"} Kurt Orton
I think i'm going to miss being a briefcase holder because it was kind of like have a title on my shoulder with the extra weight... to no extent was it like something i would throw away but it was something to at least say "I have this. let me run with it!" That was like exactly the motto when I won this briefcase at Wrestlemania even though this goes away after tonight win or lose... I'd appreicate holding it again next Wrestlemania.
Walter nods at the comment before continuing.
{Radio Personality} Walter Reigns
Now Kurt, my next question concerns tag partners...Within this time span of being in Thy WWE and also seeing that their is basically no tag team competition, who do you find yourself tagging with?
I had a long thought and time to think about the question because the racks and racks of stars waiting patiently to team with a former TV champ and World champ would kill to be my partner but after certain speculation I came up with the right decision.
{"The Prodigy"} Kurt Orton
I think since i'm rarely in tag team matches, if I did have a long time say permanent tag team partner... it would be my friend/brother Bob Cena and I won't lie even though he's Irish, he's like my brother becauise we both have had the same drive, the same determination and will-power to get the job done no matter who stands in our way.
It's inevitable that we have been fighting our hardest to please the people who payed their hard earned money to see guys like us bleed and sweat for the company and hell to go even further we shaked hands to show that it was the end of the saga that we closely had for each other, the bad blood signified that and then through it all... we basically formed a unit and it'as being moving strong ever since.
Walter smirks once again and nods at KO's determination before giving him the final question of the interview.
{Radio Personality}Walter Reigns
Your determination knows no limits or regrets, is that what you think will give you the push you need to win the title?
{"The Prodigy"} Kurt Orton
Honestly walter, I'm a man of truth and honor so yes I do believe that my determination will get me to the top but other things I have physicially bulit inside of me will show tonight, trust and believe me when I tell you this... the title will come back home no freaking doubt about it!
Walter exits the booth with Kurt as they thank each other for a great interview, the scene then fades to black with Kurt putting his hood over his head and his earphones in his ear, jamming to some fight songs on his Ipod.
End of Scene 3.
Scene 4: The Prodigy... comes HOME!
Time: 6:30 PM
Date:3/4/13
Area: Prudential Center (Newark, NJ)
Characters: "POT" Bob Cena, "The Prodigy" Kurt Orton, AJ Orton & Crack (Operation Fuck Up)
The simple life of a man's career is about to freaking change all based on skill, prosperty, will-power and being simply the better man here tonight and I as I stand here in front of my friends and family heavenly father I know your here to guide me in this time of awakening.. it''s my power to overcome this obstacle and become the king of the castle, the top of the mountain and the best this company have ever seen!
To put my body on the line is my scared oath for the people who have done their all to pay hard earned money... blood, sweat and tears are the motto and never giving up is the decree I live by for tonight! As the sword falls prey to this viper's scales I must fight off the shackles that have forecome this death... I must get through this! I must not give up! I must be the champion again! This is the test of true strength where I must succeed no matter what lies at the end of the road!
Heavenly father, my lord, my savior I give you my soul tonight to be back with the holy grail of immortality that is the Thy WWE World Heavyweight Championship, you will not be dissapointed because there is no quit in this fighter! AMEN!
It was time to go to battle, Kurt Orton sat in an empty and vacant seat at the Prudential Center wearing his red tights with black camo, mixed with his moniker and name clashed in.
AJ sat beside him with concern and not even showing any regret to what might happen tonight and while Kurt had his head down, she rubbed his shoulder as he finished his prayer to the lord, he arose his head as the camera panned on him in deep, deep entire focus.
{"The Prodigy"} Kurt Orton
Ladies & Gentlemen, friends family and collegaues of Thy WWE ... this is the making of new eras, dreams and even opprtunites where they must shine in light, the darkness has faded since my arrival here just three years ago and it's because I've seen the brightest of days come before me and I haven't looked back for one second at the moments i've made simply timeless to what I can become!
There are most of you wondering this evening whether I have the hometown advantage or the edge in this match ... it's not about that tonight where the home must mean more to the warrior, it's the line of battle that I stand on is what matters.
Kurt looks around the arena to see his brother & friend the Professor of Thuganomics Bob Cena & Crack sitting down next to AJ on his far right, he smiles at the before continuing.
While my friends are here I acknowledge sport, wisdom and respect to such a fine duo of oustanding men and my fabulous lady but as the sun sets on a glorious day where my fans welcomed me home... there is one thing I promised to do tonight.
What I promised to do is end the reign of our current World Heavyweight Champion who thinks that everything is about him, it's a blessing to see that he has confidence but Camelot is coming tonight and a new age is beginning where a Irish young-blood rebel defeats the old and witherd, where a underdog defeats a bastard and most importantly when a prodigy defeats the "It Factor".
I didn't ask for this match, but I did ask to hurt you like you never felt pain before Beno, while you sit at the roundtable showing hiearchy and trimuph thinking that this is going to be some walk in the park for you... know that I will not show any smypathy for you, your title reign or your success with the Knights of the Roundtable because just like you.... they are all meaningless to me... see the weight of the world looks down on me to win this match with my quick and cunning agility followed up with my mind which tells me to let my anger go!
Kurt cracks his neck as the group watches his moves precisely, he laughs before continuing on with his words.
You think i'm gonna sit here and quit like a whiny, petty bitch Beno and i'm telling you now that I won't because that isn't a four letter word in my vocabulary for me to spill... I'm not the rest of your man group who fails in comparison and gives up or does thing on their own time.. I do things when I want them to happen and I simply had the forehold of choosing this place because it's home to me... friends & family looked up to me to make my dream sky high beyond the stars, cosmic planets and all... I made a vow not to let anyone down and tonight won't be a start to that!
Kurt begins to feel the flow as his teeth begin to come out, showing his anger within.
I set up a goal system this year to make it back to the top of the mountain, this is my Road To Glory and if by some lucky miracle you do happen to make it out alive and throw me in the casket... then just know that it if I do lose... I'M GOING DOWN IN A BLAZE OF FUCKING GLORY!
I WILL NOT QUIT! I WILL NOT LOSE! This is our fight that has been speculating for months of the time and I won't dare let this dream escape from me! At the end of this night Beno, I am your nightmare and the darkness will fall upon you as your reign of terror blackens and i'm overjoyed with compassion!
Compassion that I made it and did what I said I was going to do, your inferior to me Beno and I really do hope to make that revelant to you and the rest of your Knight buddies, your gonna want a rematch after tonight but the fact of the matter is... you know as well as I do that it's not needed... I don't need to be cocky or show too much overconfidence to know that my dream needs to be realized right here in my hometown!
Beno, your the king of the land and the knight needs to bring you down... de-throne if you rather say to a point where there is no return from the slumber you have entered, no looking back to a future point where you say you'll be world champion again... I END YOU!
Kurt smirks with a little overconfidence while POT throws him the new t-shirt that is up for sale on ThyWWEShop.com, he drapes it over his shoulder before beginnnig to speak.
The powers that be edge to me to be great
I take that within rest and I say thanks mate, thanks mate for making me the best.
4-0 that's the swing and the motto but tonight i'm reaching for the lotto.
The jackpot, all the things that matter you Beno are just a knight with no powah!
The WHC is better than the KO feet,
hell last night your wife was screaming in defeat,
when we crashed your house and made even you wanna see the week.
As the week ended, you said to yourself "how do I get KO back" and your brain said... "wank off to old Bret Hart matches to relive the past!"
When you saw Stone Cold go 3:16 you then said "god damn I wanna go solo"
You saw your dream potent and you took the chance, being the "It Factor" is beating me up man, it's delaying the inevitable, launching your defeat.
Beno in the words of the Undertaker, I gurantee to you tonight.. you will definitely... REST IN... PEACE!Kurt throws the t-shirt at the camera where it reads "New World Champion" he takes it off the camera to say his final words.
And if you don't know.... Now You Know!!!!
Because that's..... HOW I ROLL!!!
Kurt gets up from the seat and looks directly at the casket noww from a sky view as the staff brings it out, he's instantly locked on it because it reminds him of an old memory from his past where most of his family died in casket... he embraced the fear for them but it turned into somewhat a crazy love for them.
Kurt instantly felt moved by the expression, the thought of it drived him into insanity where he pulled at his hair and felt it stroke back slowly, within this he felt the voices calling...
"Use the casket to your advantage Kurt, it's everything you ever wanted right here at this very moment. Look at that fucking casket!"
Kurt walks up the arena steps and stares at the casket with his back turned, understanding or at least trying to figure out what the voices are telling him.
"What is it that you want?"
"It's not what I want kurt, it's your dream, your moment... you phyiscally asked for this match to be where the Peep Zone loves you the most! If you want to end Beno you need just more than me telling you what to do, your decision will impact how you win this match... I must ask though... can you win this match?"
Yes.
I can't hear you Orton!
YES!
Then DO IT! WIN!!!!
I know what I must do now. it's the end of the tyranny foreholding Thy WWE within it's grasp ... Beno must lose this match not because of his overshadowing confidence but it's because i'll beat his ass within an inch of his life until; he begs for mercy.
But I won't let him beg. I'll make him pay for all that the Knights did to me, POT and even Crack.. they will understand full well why our pain is suffering us to go on and soon on when the dust is setlled, smoke has cleared ... we will once again be living in the... Age... Of ... Orton!Kurt continues to walk up the stairs as the scene fades to black with the rest of Operation Fuck up as they al throw up the double horns, knowing that it's their night to truly shine... the new breed has begun it's path and nothing will stand in their path of destruction.
EORP.
