Hear me Roar!

["British Brawler" Zak Shields]

A lone warrior stands alone in a wheat field, the high suns burning his face. He looks down onto his shoulder of red armour as he hold onto the hilt of his sheathed sword. His long flowing dark hair dances in the wind. He holds out his free hand and he brushes his hand in the wheat. The Warrior looks over his shoulder as he notices a man running at him with a sword over his head. The warrior ducks and he strikes out with his own sword as crimson blood splashes the wheat at the attacker drops to the floor. Seconds later two more come running out as the warrior deflects two quick oncoming attacks put he takes a slit to the cheek but he ducks again and lunges out with a forceful strike dropping one attacker to the floor. The other stands tall as the Warrior looks on waiting for the attack to come. The attacker lunges out but the Warrior deflects the strike to the left and he slashes to the right sending the third man to the floor. The Warrior looks around at the blood stained wheat around him as he sheds a tear for what he has done. Killing is his only talent and he does it well. He wipes the blood from his cheek and flicks it to the ground. The Warrior looks to his adversaries and he removes the first helmet to reveal Bob Cena's face. The Warrior smiles and he looks to the next and he does the same revealing Troy Motors face. Finally he checks the third and he sees Joey the Bastards face. The Warrior chuckles and he stand up. Behind him is a fourth man. The Warrior turns around and they look at each other with keen eyes. The fourth man removes his helmet to reveal himself as Blade LaVigne. The Warrior smirks as Blade just drops his helmet and turns to walk away.

The Warrior - “Face me and FIGHT, You COWARD!”

Blade in his glistening gold armour doesn’t turn around. He only continues to walk away.

Blade LaVigne - “You haven't earned my blood, Zak!”

Zak holds up his bloodied sword and he runs to Blade. Blade side steps and he strikes Zak in the gut with the hilt of his sword. Zak drops to the floor winded, using his sword in the ground to keep his balance.

Blade LaVigne - “Come and face me when you have earned it, Boy!”

Blade walks away as Zak stands up still winded as Blade vanishes into the day.

Zak Shields - “You are wrong. You don't know me. You don't know how far I have come and how far I'm willing to go. This victory will be mine one day and on that day I will stand tall and you will be the one feeding at the scraps of my table. Face me and you will see!”

Zak turns around and he looks to the sun slowly setting, He wipes his sword and returns it to his sheath. The wind catches his blood dripping to from his cheek, a drop of blood hits Zak's hand he looks down at the tiny droplet in his hand and he closes his fist tight.



Zak wakes up from his dream. He sits up in bed with the morning sun on his face, he looks around and notices Sophie isn't there and James isn't in his Moses basket. Zak climbs out of bed and wearing just his family guy pyjama bottoms he walks down stairs with the smell of coffee hitting the air. Zak walks into the kitchen where he sees Sophie giving James his morning bottle.

Sophie Shields - “There's daddy!”

Zak walks up to his wife and he gives her a kiss and he then kisses his son on the forehead. Zak pours himself a coffee as Sophie walks into the living room with James in her arms. Zak walks into the room behind her and he sits next to his wife and son as he opens his laptop.

Sophie Shields - “What you doing babe?”

Zak Shields - “Vicky said she was going to Skype one day and I think she might have forgotten. So I'm going to call her and show her her nephew, and Daniel his cousin.”

Zak tinkers with his laptop as Sophie starts to wind James. Within minuets Skype is fired up and the connection is flying across the pond to Zak's sisters house in Leeds. Vicky appears on the screen with a gleeming smile on her face, Happy as ever to see her baby brother.

Vicky Shields - “Hey little brother, Congratulations on the little one.”

Zak Shields - “Hey sis. Thank you but it wasn't all me, Sophie did most of the work.”

Zak turns the laptop to Sophie but she tries to hide her face as normal woman do. Zak turns the laptop back to himself and he laughs.

Vicky Shields - “Well, where is my beautiful little nephew?”

Zak takes James from Sophie and rests him in his arm while pointing the laptop at himself with James' head just popping on the screen.

Vicky Shields - “Oh my God he is so beautiful. He looks just like you, he has your eyes.”

Zak Shields - “Yeah he is one good looking lad isn't he?”

Vicky Shields - “I know it's a hard subject for you Zak but I have to ask. When he's old enough, will you tell him about mum and what happened to her?”

Zak Shields - “My son will know everything about my past. He will know where I came from and he will know his heritage. Mum was an icon and a hero in our lives putting her own life before ours. He will know every aspect of her life and he will know what happened to her. But at the same time he will know that I am not dad and I will always protect him and I will put my own life on the line for him and for his mother.”

Vicky sheds a tear and she wipes it away.

Vicky Shields - “Never let her memory die and we have to make sure she lives on in our children.”

Zak Shields - “Speaking of which, Where is Daniel?”

Vicky Shields - “Oh he's out with some friends. He's become very popular in school since everyone found out who his uncle is. Maybe next time your home you could come to his school to speak infront of the assembly.”

Zak Shields - “Id love to, can you speak to the head teacher for me and set it up.”

Vicky nods with a smile on her face. She points to James and looks at Zak.

Vicky Shields - “I think some one is tired.”

Zak looks down into his arm to see James letting out a massive yawn.

Zak Shields - “Id better let him sleep. Ill speak to you soon.”

Vicky Shields - “Bye baby brother and good luck against Troy.”

Zak waves to his sister as she logs of and the screen goes blank. Zak puts his laptop on the floor and he stands up craddling James. Sophie has long since left the room. Zak takes James upstairs and he places him into his Moses Basket. James falls asleep straight away and Zak covers him up, kissing him on the head. Zak looks around the room and notices Sophie's cloths on the bed. He walks into the bathroom to see Sophie in a bubble bath giving Zak a cheeky wink. Zak shuts the door behind him as he enters with a smile on his face.




Zak is stood in his darkened room wearing his ring attire and his 'British Brawler' hoodie. The InterNational Title slung over his right shoulder with a small spotling glistening on the gold plates. Zak looks up to the sky and he holds his free hand into the air. He whispers a small prayer to himself and he brings his arm down.

Zak Shields - “To the left I see the rats and to the right I see the snakes. In my ear they’re whispering sweet sermons of cruel hate. So do you buy the fear, or do you buy the lies. Tell me, what will set us free. Do we kneel before the crooked few. Or do we bite the fucking hand that feeds.”

Zak takes a deep bretahe and he compoese himself.

Zak Shields - “Rats and snakes. Thats all I ever see in this company. Everyone is either trying to destroy the company or they are trying to milk the already over used udders. New Age, ever since I was kicked from your side it's all beomce a made dash to become the man to unthrone me as International Champion. Bob Cena, you seem to be more obsessed with me than my own wife. I mean short of coming home and making my my dinner you could be her, Well I mean if you became a hell of a lot prettier and maybe I was drunk off my ass. But I digress, Bob it seems you want to be the man to do the unthroning but it seems that opportunity has fallen to you lesser talented tag team partner Troy Motor. A man so untalented he had to resort to a low blow to take me down this past week. Troy my little friend that isnt going to work this week. If you kick me in the balls tomorrow night I get to keep my title so quite frankly i'd welcome that.”

Zak slowly starts to walk left and right.

Zak Shields - “Troy i'll get to you later, but first I have to address my actions last week. Ive had people come up to me and ask why did I attack Blade LaVigne, Why would I attack someone who is my ally. First off Blade LaVigne is no ally of mine. Second Blade may be on the same song sheet as me when it comes to the New Age but as for everything else I'm a lone warrior and I have to allies. Blade has a massive target on his back and like ive already told him i'm the only man holding a strung bow. My days of relying on others are over. I've learnt the hard way to stand on my own two feet and get what I deserve and thats to get my hands on the World Heavyweight Championship. Blade we both are true Champions but just like highlander, there can only be one!”

Zak Shields - “Now back to Troy. The whipping boy of the New Age. The boy who got capyured by the down and out king of camelot, Beno. Didnt you realise that no one came looking for you. Thats because the New Age dont value you in the slightest. The New Age didnt even realise you were gone. So why, Why the fuck am I being made to put my title on the line against you. When have you ever proved yourself in the arena of blood. The fans dont care for you and neither do I. You call me an unjust Champion and you said I crumbeled under the pressure of being in the New Age. Silly little boy, I've said this time and time again, you were all jealous of my success and you ejected me to try and take my gold away and so far that plan hasnt seemed to happen. So the New Age sent their whipping boy to try and wear me down with their big bad irishman in tow. Last week you did pin me Troy but only due to your low down dirty tricks. This week Troy you get to try and take out the legendary Champion Zak Shields and you will try and you will fail just like you have done leading up to this moment. You just havent quite got what it takes to make it any further Troy. Take this as a warning. Take this as a chance to tuck tail and run Troy. Zak Shields is on a mission and I am a lion ready to pounce.”

Zak stops walking and he takes a deep breathe and places the title on the floor.

Zak Shields - “I am a WARRIOR, I am a FIGHTER, I am a LION! HEAR ME ROAR!”

Zak Shileds – ROAWR!!”

Zak calms his breathing and he picks his title back up.

Zak Shields - “I am the InterNational Champion and for those I love, I will sacrifice!”