-■Showtime Presents: June 3rd: The Night Everything Changed■-

by **Brenton Cyrus** August 27th 2009, 12:05 am

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-■†The Night The Changed NLWF†■-
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-■†June 3rd 2009†■-
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“Brenton Cyrus needs to be fired…”

“…He will destroy the NLWF…”

“…remove Brenton Cyrus from the NLWF, or NLWF will die.”

At least once a week the thought of that night will sneak into my head. I’ve been dreading the day that I would be asked to do one of my documentaries on that event, because now I’m going to have to relive some pretty harsh events. I also expected HBO to do the series, but Showtime has come to me and offered a lot of money, and a better overall deal, so Showtime presents, the night wrestling changed forever.

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June 3rd 2009
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I woke up slowly, Alison was already awake, it looked like she was packing but I couldn’t tell. My eyes were having a hard time opening, I hadn’t been sleeping all that well, due to nightmares I was having. It was only a few days removed from NLWF Guilty as Charged, I had successfully defended my championship against The Mexican Samurai. NLWF was headed towards a dark road, a road I was having trouble following.

□■■Brenton Cyrus■■□
What are you doing?

I blurted out, without even thinking about it. I knew I wasn’t ready to deal with whatever problem Ali was having, but also knew she wasn’t going to wait to say goodbye.

□■■Alison Williams■■□
This would have been a lot easier if you stayed asleep.

I didn’t understand what she meant by that at first, I fought to sit up in bed, in the corner of the room in my display case sat the World Heavyweight Wrestling Championship, I smiled at it the same way I did every morning.

□■■Brenton Cyrus■■□
Ali, what the hell are you talking about?

I stood up, I was naked like always, I staggered towards the bathroom and shut the door hard behind me. I took a piss, as Alison slammed her fist against the door several times.

□■■Alison Williams■■□
It’s like you don’t give a shit anymore! I feel like you hate me!

I wasn’t in the mood to deal with one of her overdramatic rants. I flushed the toilet and put on my robe. I opened the door quickly, making Ali stagger towards me since she was leaning on the door.

□■■Brenton Cyrus■■□
Please, just shut up, and tell what the hell you think you’re doing!

My tone was filled with anger, even though I wasn’t upset. Since Ali cheated on me with Chuck, I treated her much differently, I wasn’t the same love sick puppy who she could abuse to make herself feel good.

□■■Alison Williams■■□
I’m leaving you! We are breaking up!

My reaction was, different to say the least, I laughed out loud. My reaction shocked even me, cause I was heartbroken on the inside. I grabbed Ali by the arm and I pushed her into the bedroom door, I got close to her ear and whispered gently.

□■■Brenton Cyrus■■□
What the hell would you be without me?

□■■Alison Williams■■□
Brenton you’re hurting me…

I grabbed on a bit tighter, there were so many things I wanted to do to her, so many wicked and evil things. I continued to whisper into her ear, as she tried to take my hand off of her.

□■■Brenton Cyrus■■□
You would be some stupid little whore, fucking guys like Chuck Matthews just to make it day to day. Where the hell are you going to go?

□■■Alison Williams■■□
I…

□■■Brenton Cyrus■■□
Rhetorical question! You have no place to go, you dropped out of Stanford! You have no money, no skills, no job. Think about what you’re doing, because I promise you if you go through with this you’ll regret it for the rest of your miserable life. So what are you going to do.

I held her for a few more seconds, waiting for her to calm down. I released her, and she slapped me across the face. I smiled at her and let her walk by me to grab her bags.

□■■Brenton Cyrus■■□
I’ll buy you a plane ticket back to Miami, you can go try to make amends with your Mom. If you ever need work, just call me, and I’ll get you a job in NLWF. But you have to do me a favor…

Alison stopped packing and looked at me, she was crying a lot.

□■■Alison Williams■■□
What?

I couldn’t look at her, it was too hard to see her sad. Looking down I told her.

□■■Brenton Cyrus■■□
You have to admit that you never loved me.

I waited for anything from her, but nothing, she just stood looking at me, I wondered what she was thinking.

□■■Brenton Cyrus■■□
Say it! Admit that you never once loved me.

□■■Alison Williams■■□
You don’t love me!

□■■Brenton Cyrus■■□
That’s bullshit and you know it, I proposed to you after Guilty as Charged and you shot me down! I tell you that I love you every single day, and you’ve never said it once, so don’t you dare bullshit me!

□■■Alison Williams■■□
Fine! I never loved you! I hate you Brenton! I hate how you treat me! I despise you for so many things! Is that what you wanted? Is that what you wanted me to say? Do you feel better now?

I smiled, it was a fake smile, but I somehow managed to get one across my face, enough of a smile to hide the pain and sadness. I walked over to my jeans which where crumpled up on the floor, I pulled out my wallet, I grabbed all the money inside and pulled it, crushing it in my hand. I walked over to Ali and grabbed her hand, I placed the wadded cash in her hand, and grabbed the back of her head pulling her in for a kiss.

□■■Brenton Cyrus■■□
Get out.

Ali bit her lip, then shoved the cash in her pocket, she grabbed her bag and stormed past me. I thought about stopping her, and telling her how much I loved her, but instead I just let her go, I didn’t care enough to stop her. I sat down on my bed, I looked at the clock, 4:45 am. She was trying to leave before my alarm went off, to wake me up at 5am like everyday.

*[BEEP]*
*[BEEP]*
*[BEEP]*

Tears ran down my face, I was so distracted by the though of Alison leaving me that I didn’t even notice the alarm clock had gone off.

*[BEEP]*
*[BEEP]*
*[BEEP]*

I whipped off my face with my hand, and leaned over turning off the clock. I stood up and took a deep breath, I stared at the World Championship in it’s case, walked over to the case and opened it up. I grabbed the World Championship in both hands. I smiled, I looked at my Tag Team and Global Annihilation championship in the lower shelves of the display case.

□■■Brenton Cyrus■■□
At least I still have all of you right?

I put the World Championship back into the case and went to get ready for the day. I walked out of the bathroom dressed casually, I had a long ride to San Diego scheduled for an NLWF Live Event and I didn’t want to be late. I grabbed all three of my championships and my luggage, I threw everything into my Hummer and got in. On the ride to the event a lot of different thoughts were racing through my head. We had just found out Joe Santiago and Cyber Punk were leaving the NLWF, ruining all of our storyline plans, and all of the Father of God buildup. On the ride to the show I got more and more angry, every minute gone by was like a continues reminder of why I should be pissed off.

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□■■Brenton Cyrus■■□
WHAT!?

I didn’t even bother checking caller I.D. I didn’t care who it was.

□■■Chuck Matthews■■□
Carmine found out, he knows Jessica is cheating on him!

□■■Brenton Cyrus■■□
Hang tight, I’m almost their.

I hung up my phone, I knew we were in deep shit, Chuck would probably be fired from Direct Hit I thought. I rushed to the arena, going way over the speed limit no matter where I was. I zoomed into the arena parking lot. I got out of my Hummer and grabbed my stuff.

“Brenton, When are you gonna come to Legacy!?”

The fans were in full affect as always outside the arena, just waiting for any wrestlers to show up, so can insult them, or stoke their ego.

□■■Brenton Cyrus■■□
I’m NEVER coming to Legacy!

I rushed to get all my stuff together, I had three belts on my left shoulder, as I pulled my luggage.

“YOU SCREWED SAMURAI”

□■■Brenton Cyrus■■□
I only did what they asked me to, maybe if Samurai wasn’t such a little bitch backstage you people would understand why that happened.

The crowd booed me, California loved The Mexican Samurai, I hated him. He represented everything that was wrong with the NLWF, he represented the weak, the powerless, the guys just drifting by, hoping to grab on to someone’s coattails.

“You‘re overrated!”

“Go back to Hollywood!”

“FUCK YOU CYRUS!”

I laughed at the loser fans, doing whatever they could to grab my attention, even just for a moment. I ignored them and entered the arena. Backstage was silent, no one had anything to say, I was concerned. I went to my locker room and get prepared for my match. I looked at my match card.

[Main Event]
[Non-Title]
Brenton Cyrus [vs] The Mexican Samurai

I was annoyed to say the least, another night of carrying Mexican Samurai through a match. I stepped outside me locker room and looked at Jessica Vestieri who was sitting waiting for me.

□■■Brenton Cyrus■■□
I don’t have time to deal with any bullshit today! Please, just let me go have my match, then go home, that’s all I want. Please, show me of all people the respect, to just leave me alone today.

□■■Jessica Vestieri■■□
Sorry Brenton, but we are in deep trouble!

I turned and looked towards her, my eyes were wide, I was shocked.

□■■Brenton Cyrus■■□
WE? We are in deep trouble? No, You are in deep trouble, and I have to figure out a way to save Chuck from getting fired! Carmine is going to erupt, he’s going to want Chuck’s blood, and he wont stop until he has it, I need to protect Salvation, because our job isn’t done yet, now get the fuck away from me Jessica.

She stood up, an evil look on her face, she wanted to destroy me, she always did. Jessica Vestieri always supported Chuck Matthews, and Carmine Vestieri always supported me.

□■■Brenton Cyrus■■□
Today is never going to end.

by **Brenton Cyrus** August 27th 2009, 12:31 am

I went out and had my match with Samurai, it went better then the match at Guilty as Charged, it all ended with a punt kick. I really let him have it to, I kicked the Mexican Samurai as hard as I could to the skull. I grabbed my belts and hurried up the stage. I just wanted to leave, the passion I had for wrestling was completely gone. I walked past some of the people who were backstage, it was still a very quite backstage atmosphere, I hadn’t seen Chuck or Carmine all night. I went into my locker room and showered. I spent awhile in the shower, hoping that by the time I left everyone would be gone, and I could hang out in the empty arena, the way I like. I got dressed after my shower and grabbed all my stuff. I opened my locker room door, it didn’t seem like anyone had left at all, I walked past Megan O’Day, she smiled at me, and I smiled back. I took a seat, I really wanted to hang out in the arena alone, like I always did, it helped me relax, so I sat and waited hoping everyone would just leave. Then I saw him, some guy I had never seen before, I sat back and watched him. I watched him insult some of my friends, I watched his walk around like he was a triple champion, I felt disrespected. He began talking to Megan O’Day.

□■■ “Fuck It“ Kennith Crane ■■□
Hey Hun, wanna hook up tonight?

□■■Megan O‘Day■■□
Don’t call me hun ok?

He looked at me and smiled, this guy had me infuriated, I was ready to kill.

□■■ “Fuck It“ Kennith Crane ■■□
Sorry Hun, it wont happen again… But seriously, I think me and you could really have a connection.

□■■Megan O‘Day■■□
I’m not interested at all! You’re, gross and hello, I’m engaged!

Megan O’Day held up her hand revealing an engagement ring, I laughed out loud.

□■■Brenton Cyrus■■□
Rejected.

They both turned towards me, Megan let out a laugh, while this new guy continued to disrespect.

□■■ “Fuck It“ Kennith Crane ■■□
Listen honey…

That’s when I had enough, I stood up, drawing to attention of everyone who was backstage still. I put my stuff down and removed my t-shirt.

□■■ “Fuck It“ Kennith Crane ■■□
What the fuck are you doing?

I tossed my shirt towards my bag and slowly walked towards him.

□■■ “Fuck It“ Kennith Crane ■■□
You look like you want to fight me!

I continued walking, the expression of anger never leaving my face.

□■■ “Fuck It“ Kennith Crane ■■□
Do you know who I am?

I punched him as hard as I could with a right hand.

□■■Brenton Cyrus■■□
Go to your locker room.

I connected several more punches to his face while Megan O’Day ran away. I looked around, some people were watching me beat the shit out of this guy, and some people were walking towards us. I hit him a few more times before I was finally pulled off.

□■■Brenton Cyrus■■□
LET ME GO!

□■■Chuck Matthews■■□
Brenton calm down!
□■■Brenton Cyrus■■□
GET THE FUCK OFF OF ME!

Chuck let me go, I didn’t realize it was him. I looked around, Death Angel, Aaron O’Shea, Chuck Matthews, that’s who pulled me off of him, and saved his life.

□■■ “Fuck It“ Kennith Crane ■■□
Do you know who I am!?

I laughed at him, I fucked his face up pretty bad, his nose was crooked, and he was bleeding out of it heavily, his eye was beginning to swell shut.

□■■Brenton Cyrus■■□
Do you know who I am? You fucked with the wrong person!

Kristofer Kaos helped him to his feet, he was staggering badly.

□■■ “Fuck It“ Kennith Crane ■■□
I’m the new head writer of Direct Hit! You’re FUCKED BRENTON CYRUS! I WONT REST UNTIL YOU ARE FIRED FROM DIRECT HIT!

I laughed at him, then took a deep breath snorting, then spitting at him, hitting him right between the eyes.

□■■Brenton Cyrus■■□
Go ahead and get me fired!

He charged me, spit and blood dripping from his face. I was ready to beat the shit out of him some more, but instead Aaron O’Shea dropped him with a right hand. Aaron O’Shea kicked him to the stomach several times before he got up an ran.

□■■Brenton Cyrus■■□
Nicely done.

□■■Aaron O‘Shea■■□
That guy was an asshole.

□■■Brenton Cyrus■■□
You said it.

I gave Aaron O’Shea a high five, we all went to the concession area and talked about what had happened, before I knew it.

□■■Carmine Vestieri■■□
What the fuck is going on here!? My new creative team member, and long time friend, tells me that two of my wrestlers beat the shit out of him.

□■■Brenton Cyrus■■□
Let me explain what happened.

Carmine interrupted me, he didn’t want to listen to a damn thing I had to say.

□■■Carmine Vestieri■■□
Keep your mouth shut bitch, or I’ll trade you to Legacy!

I grabbed Carmine Vestieri by the throat, leaving everyone around me in shock.

□■■Brenton Cyrus■■□
DO IT!

Carmine struggled to free himself from my grip, I grabbed him with my other hand and pushed him against a wall.

□■■Brenton Cyrus■■□
I DARE YOU! Trade me!

Everyone just watched, everyone was too afraid to do anything about it. I let go of Carmine who stormed away from me. I turned around and looked at everyone, who had a shocked look on their face. I walked slowly towards Chuck Matthews, I put my hand on his shoulder.

□■■Brenton Cyrus■■□
Can I talk to you!

Chuck was reluctant to follow me, but it wasn’t a question, He was going to come and talk to me, even if I had to drag him by his legs. We walked to my locker room, I slammed my door as soon as he walked in.

□■■Brenton Cyrus■■□
WHERE THE HELL WERE YOU?

□■■Chuck Matthews■■□
It wasn’t my business.

I looked at Chuck shocked.

□■■Brenton Cyrus■■□
Wasn’t your business? We are supposed to be Salvation, we are supposed to stick together, you’re my partner! You bitched out back their! Even though I always have your back.

I used my right hand to slightly shove Chuck, pushing his shoulder.

□■■Chuck Matthews■■□
As far as I’m concerned, you guys were both wrong! That’s why I didn’t take sides!

It was bullshit, all bullshit, Chuck Matthews was afraid of Carmine, Chuck Matthews was afraid to fight back.

□■■Brenton Cyrus■■□
What the fuck are you talking about? This isn’t about right or wrong? Have you forgotten what Salvation is all about?

□■■Chuck Matthews■■□
This is the best way to fix our problem though!

I didn’t understand what the hell he was talking about, suddenly Chuck Matthews was a completely different person to me, this wasn’t the same guy I teamed with in One World Nation, or the guy who’s career I protected even over my own, this was a guy who’s ego had grown to large, as he continued talking to me, my thoughts overpowered the bullshit he was trying t preach to me, I didn’t care what he had to say, I knew our friendship was over, and I felt like he stuck a knife deep into my back to do it.

□■■Chuck Matthews■■□
…Now that you’re leaving Direct Hit, I can become the star of the show!

Chuck Matthews didn’t care one bit about what was going to happen to me, he only cared about himself, it made me stop and think about our 6 months together, he was my best friend, but the truth is I was never Chuck Matthews best friend. He only had room for himself. I had never felt so used in my entire life, Chuck Matthews followed me on my path of success, then the one time I needed him, the one time I needed my friendship with Chuck Matthews to pay off, he took the road of a coward. I couldn’t even look at him, his face, his voice, it all made me sick to my stomach. Then the thoughts of him and Alison together began to creep through my head. I don’t know what it was, but no matter how badly I wanted to rip his throat out, I just couldn’t. Somewhere inside this egomaniac was my friend, or maybe not, maybe Chuck Matthews was a phony, pretending to be my friend.

□■■Brenton Cyrus■■□
Goodluck Chuck.

It’s all I could get out, I had so many things I wanted to say, so many things I wanted to do to him. In my head the thoughts were running wild, I couldn’t piece them together. I opened the door.

□■■Brenton Cyrus■■□
Get out.

Chuck Matthews shook his head and began to leave, I grabbed his arm, and gripped it hard. We were face to face.

□■■Brenton Cyrus■■□
You and I aren’t friends anymore…

I let him go and he walked out of my locker room, he turned around to say something, but I slammed the door in his face. I grabbed a chair and threw it as hard as I could against the wall, the chair left a large hole and got stuck. I went ballistic, I ran towards the hole him the wall and punched another hole right next to it, then began kicking the wall uncontrollably. I heard a knock on the door.

□■■Brenton Cyrus■■□
I already told you Chuck, you and I aren’t…

I opened the door, much to my surprise it wasn’t Chuck, it was Jessica. I wanted to slam the door in her face too, but Instead I took a seat, I took it right out of the wall.

□■■Jessica Vestieri■■□
You realize you’re going to have to pay for the damage to that wall.

□■■Brenton Cyrus■■□
Listen, I don’t have time to bullshit with you, what the hell happened tonight?

A look of guilt crossed her face, and I knew something was seriously wrong. I stood up, and smacked the chair over. I got close to Jessica.

□■■Brenton Cyrus■■□
What the hell happened?

□■■Jessica Vestieri■■□
Carmine.. He thinks I’m having an affair.

□■■Brenton Cyrus■■□
No shit! You are having an affair, an affair I’ve covered up for months now.

□■■Jessica Vestieri■■□
He thinks I’m having an affair with you.

It all made sense to me at that moment, Carmine thought I was fucking his wife, I would have done the same thing he did.

□■■Brenton Cyrus■■□
Maybe I should tell him the truth then, see what happens.

□■■Jessica Vestieri■■□
Brenton please, this isn’t all that bad! You’ll go to Legacy, Chuck will become a star on Direct Hit! Everyone wins!

□■■Brenton Cyrus■■□
That’s bullshit and you know it! You and Chuck teamed up against me, I wouldn’t doubt for one second that you and Chuck are the reason he thinks I’m the guy fucking you! In fact! There is nothing keeping me from telling Carmine right now.

□■■Jessica Vestieri■■□
Wait! Wait!

Jessica grabbed onto me, preventing me from leaving.

□■■Jessica Vestieri■■□
I can get you back on Direct Hit, you’ll be the first guy to ever be on both shows. I can make this worth it to you, but all you have to do is help me take over Direct Hit.

□■■Brenton Cyrus■■□
Fuck you!

□■■Jessica Vestieri■■□
You don’t have to help me take over Direct Hit, but please, I promise you, I’ll sign you back.

□■■Brenton Cyrus■■□
Whatever.

by **Brenton Cyrus** August 27th 2009, 12:49 am

I walked out of the locker room, and grabbed all of my stuff, Aaron O’Shea was arguing with Kristofer Kaos. I jumped in on their conversation.

□■■Aaron O‘Shea■■□
Fuck you man! You’re a shithead!

□■■Brenton Cyrus■■□
Kaos, get the fuck out of here, or I’ll beat the shit out of you.

I stared a hole right through him, the fear of God was in his eyes, he backed down.

□■■Brenton Cyrus■■□
Hey man, you didn’t have to help me out today, I could have handled it.

□■■Aaron O‘Shea■■□
Yeah well, I owed you still for that room in England.

We laughed, Aaron O’Shea was a good guy, truly a good guy. He had no personal gain in mind when he helped me out, he just did what he thought was the right thing.

□■■Brenton Cyrus■■□
Well, I owe you one, do you want to hang out or something?

□■■Aaron O‘Shea■■□
Well, sure why not.

□■■Brenton Cyrus■■□
Alright cool.

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[To: Brenton Cyrus]
[From: Ramirez Silva]
[We need to talk]

□■■Brenton Cyrus■■□
You have my number right?

□■■Aaron O‘Shea■■□
I think so.

□■■Brenton Cyrus■■□
Give me a call in like an hour, and I’ll take you to my favorite Bar in Los Angels ok?

□■■Aaron O‘Shea■■□
Sounds awesome, I’ll talk to you soon.

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[To: Brenton Cyrus]
[From: Ramirez Silva]
[I‘ll be their in 5 minutes]

A Smile crossed my face, I was in deep shit, but I knew I had to keep my confidence high, especially if I was going to face Ramirez Silva one on one. On my way out of the arena I looked over at a group of NLWF guys who were huddled together, as soon as I walked by they got silent. Respect from Fear, that’s what I was given, that’s where my 6 months of hard work and dedication had gotten me. A 6 month friendship ended with a knife deep in my back, everything I had sacrificed, my entire life, seemed to be ruined. I didn’t know what to do. I watched Ramirez Silva’s limo pull up, his window rolled down.

□■■Ramirez Silva■■□
Get in.

I walked towards the limo and opened the door, I took a seat next to Silva. The limousine backed up and drove away from the arena.

□■■Ramirez Silva■■□
I heard you got into a fight, then disrespected my partner Carmine, to the point where he’s offered to trade you to Legacy. If you weren’t aware, I’m taking over Legacy, I’ll have full ownership of the show by this weekend. Which means, you need to change your attitude, or I’ll send you back to the Wizney Channel.

I smiled, which pissed him off. I honestly couldn’t help it, my first reaction to almost every single bad situation, was a smile.

□■■Brenton Cyrus■■□
Listen, boss, I’ve been here since the beginning, I’ve carried NLWF on my back, and into the spotlight. So for Carmine to threaten me, no matter what happened, that’s where I draw the line.

□■■Ramirez Silva■■□
Don’t you understand, all you are is a wrestler! You aren’t God! I’m God, and it’s time for you to humble yourself, and apologize.

Before I knew it my hand was around Silva’s throat, I pushed him against the window of the limo.

□■■Brenton Cyrus■■□
Now Ramirez, You have to ask yourself a question right now. How much is life worth to you?

I tightened my grip around his throat, I had no control over what I was doing, Ramirez tried to speak, but I interrupted.

□■■Brenton Cyrus■■□
You are going to leave the NLWF, you sold your share of Direct Hit to the Vestieri family, you don’t own Legacy, you are done. You will walk away today, and never be heard from again, do you understand me.

I let go of Ramirez Silva, his eyes opened wide.

□■■Ramirez Silva■■□
You are done in the NLWF, I want you out of my company, I want the World Championship and...

I backhanded him, slapping the taste and spit out of his mouth. He held his face in pain, and screamed.

□■■Ramirez Silva■■□
Driver!

I backhanded him again, this time cutting his lip. Blood trickled down, and his eyes began to tear up.

□■■Brenton Cyrus■■□
Tom, are we almost at our destination?

□■■Driver■■□
Yeah boss, we’re almost here.

□■■Brenton Cyrus■■□
Great.

Silva was starting to understand, California was mine, I knew more people in California then damn near anyone.

□■■Ramirez Silva■■□
What are you going to do to me?

□■■Brenton Cyrus■■□
I’m going to kill you…

I smiled my sinister smile and sat back relaxing.

□■■Ramirez Silva■■□
Ok! Ok! I’ll leave! But who the hell is going to buy Legacy? What’s going to happen? Legacy will go bankrupt and die, then you’ll be working for the Vestieri Family! They will hire me, and fire you!

I started laughing, I even turned towards him, just to laugh in his face.

□■■Brenton Cyrus■■□
You’ll be dead in less the 5 minutes and I’m going to purchase Legacy.

Ramirez Silva sat back and put his head in his hands, it sounded like he was crying.

□■■Brenton Cyrus■■□
Don’t be pathetic, die like a man.

Ramirez Silva unbuckled his seat belt and dropped down to his knees, he put his hands together and began praying.

□■■Ramirez Silva■■□
Please, Please God, spare my life! I have a family, I promise I’ll walk away, you’ll never see me again.

The limo stopped, we were at our destination.

□■■Brenton Cyrus■■□
Get out!

The driver opened Silva’s door.

□■■Brenton Cyrus■■□
Don’t let me see you, don’t let me hear you, or you and you’re family will have a very unfortunate accident.

□■■Ramirez Silva■■□
Where the hell am I?

□■■Brenton Cyrus■■□
The border, it’s time for you to go home to Mexico.

□■■Ramirez Silva■■□
I’m Puerto Rican asshole!

□■■Brenton Cyrus■■□
Same thing. I really don’t care.

I pulled the door shut, and with a smile on my face I took over the Legacy. I removed Ramirez Silva from the NLWF, the guy who brought Joe Santiago, Cyber Punk, Tails, Jake Stunner, The Mexican Samurai, and so on into the NLWF. It was time for me to clean the company, I wasn’t sure how I would spring the news on everyone. But I was sure I’d think of something, I reached into my pocket and pulled out my phone, I scrolled down to Chuck Matthews, then remembered everything that had happened. I deleted his number and set the phone in my lap.

□■■Brenton Cyrus■■□
Just take me back to the arena, I have to get my Hummer, thanks a lot for helping me do this.

□■■Driver■■□
I owe you one for covering for me, consider us even God.

□■■Brenton Cyrus■■□
Will do.

[BzZzZzZzZz]

[BzZzZzZzZz]

[BzZzZzZzZz]

[Incoming Call from: Aaron O‘Shea]

I answered my phone.

□■■Brenton Cyrus■■□
Hello?

□■■Aaron O‘Shea■■□
Hey what’s up BC it’s Aaron… O’Shea…

□■■Brenton Cyrus■■□
Yeah, hey what’s up?

□■■Aaron O‘Shea■■□
Are we still going to get together?

□■■Brenton Cyrus■■□
Nah man, I’m emotionally drained, today has been one of the longest days of my life.

□■■Aaron O‘Shea■■□
I’m sure you say that all the time, hey, if you wont come out for you, will you come put for me?

□■■Brenton Cyrus■■□
What do you mean?

□■■Aaron O‘Shea■■□
We’ve both been traded to Legacy.

We shared a nice laugh, I told him to go to the Legacy Bar and Grill, my favorite spot.

□■■Brenton Cyrus■■□
I’ll see you in like and hour tops.

□■■Aaron O‘Shea■■□
Awesome, I’m going to drop your name to get into the bar, is that ok?

□■■Brenton Cyrus■■□
I don’t think you understand, this bar is nothing special, it’s just one of my favorites.

□■■Aaron O‘Shea■■□
Oh, ok then, I’ll see you when you get here.

□■■Brenton Cyrus■■□
Alright man.

□■■Aaron O‘Shea■■□
Bye.

I looked down at my phone, the clock read 11:55Pm, even though I was exhausted I knew I owed Aaron O’Shea at least one drink, for having the courage to fight with me. Aaron O’Shea had nothing to gain by helping me out, in fact, he could have been fired just like me. But instead of hiding in the shadows like a bitch, he stood up and fought with me, I’ll never forget that, I’ll always have Aaron O’Shea’s back. He’s like the brother I never had.

[Midnight]

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