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The Renegade has come to NLWF
“For those of you who don’t know my name is Derek Wallace, people call me the Renegade. I am a dangerous man and it would be wise to not cross me in a dark alley, if you do you’ll feel the decimating Glasgow Drop. I have destroyed many on the street fighting scene and I have decided to bring my prowess to America. The following is my story of how The Renegade made my way to the big time.”
-Derek Wallace is seen inside a house in Boston. I am looking around and smile-
]Derek[
Once I am done with this place, it will be a place fit for The Renegade. I am going to make this place feel like home.
-Just then my cell phone rings and look at it and sees a number I’ve never seen before, I still answer the phone-
]Derek[
Hello?
]Unknown[
Derek Wallace, I have a proposition for you.
]Derek[
I’m listening.
]Unknown[
Get on a plane and head to Seattle, Washington. Once there you will find a man holding a sign with your name on it. Follow that man as he will take you to where you need to go. All your questions will be answered should you choose to accept.
-The line suddenly goes dead before I can answer-
]Derek[
Well this is an interesting thing to ponder. I guess I should go to Seattle, and see what this proposition is exactly.
-I leave the house and get in my car and drive towards the airport. I arrive at the airport and walk up to a ticket counter where there was this lady standing-
]Derek[
Hello, I need a ticket to Seattle, Washington.
]Lady[
Name please.
]Derek[
Derek Wallace.
-She types in something and looks at the screen-
]Lady[
It seems here that there’s already a ticket reserved for you.
]Derek[
Really?
]Lady[
Yes, it says here it was reserved about three days ago.
]Derek[
Okay then.
-She hands me a ticket and I go to baggage check. Later I’m on the flight, sitting in first class I suddenly get the feeling that I’m being watched, I look behind me and nothing catches my eye except a mysterious figure sitting all the way in the back of the section. He was eying me from a distance and I couldn’t make out who it was if I could recognize him.-
]Derek[
Who the hell is that?
-I constantly look back every few minutes throughout the flight to Seattle. Once there I went to the baggage claim and retrieved my luggage. I turned around and found a man in a very expensive suit holding a sign with my name on it. I walked up to him.-
]Derek[
Well I guess you’re my ride to where ever it is I’m supposed to be going?
]Man[
Well you are correct sir.
]Derek[
Well then let’s get going.
-The man leads me to this stretch limo and opens the door and I get in. I grab my Ipod and played my music. The man drives around town while I lounge around in the back watching the skyline pass bye outside. Eventually the car stops and I get out. I look at this luxurious hotel we stopped at. Just then a valet walks up to me.-
]Valet 1[
Hello sir. We have been told you were going be coming. Please follow me.
-I follow the valet to the elevator as another one brought my bags. We all enter the elevator and one of the valets presses a button. We go up and while waiting I check my phone for any messages. I see there are no messages and look up.-
]Derek[
So does either of you guys watch any futbol?
]Valet 2[
Yeah, the Seahawks are the best…
]Derek[
I’m not talking about football. I’m talking about futbol, or what do you nitwits call it, um, soccer.
]Valet 2[
No, we don’t watch that dumb sport.
]Derek[
Oh you think it’s dumb? I wonder if you could survive a fall from this height.
]Valet 1[
Oh don’t mind him. Soccer just isn’t popular enough here for us to like it so don’t kill him.
]Derek[
Man you guys take things serious, I was only kidding.
-We arrive at the floor and get off the elevator and the one valet led me to the end of the hall and motioned towards a door.-
]Valet 1[
Here you are sir.
]Derek[
Well thank you.
-I go to knock on the door but the valet taps me on the shoulder and I turn around.-
]Valet 1[
I’m not going to get a tip from you?
]Derek[
Oh I’m sorry, how’s this, get a haircut, quit this job and try to make something of your miserable life you little wimp.
-The valet walks away in anger and I knock on the door. After a few seconds a man opens a door. This man had this spiky fire red hair and was about two or three inches taller than me. I could also easily tell he was Irish cause of his fair skin color. He looked at me for a second.-
]Man[
What can I do y'fer...?
]Derek[
I was told to come here about a proposition. The name’s Derek Wallace.
]Man[
Connor O’Shannon. So I’d have to guess by the accent your English?
]Derek[
Scottish. Raised by my mother in Glasgow.
-Just then another man walks up from behind Connor and I look at him. He looked a little bit on the small side but was fairly built.-
]Man[
Well, you must be Derek. Welcome, I’m Aaron O’Shea. I bet you came to hear my proposition.
]Derek[
Indeed I have.
]Aaron[
Well then come on in.
-I step inside the room and see that it looks like a massive suite.-
]Derek[
So what is this proposition you have for me? I’m sure there’s something very lucrative in it.
]Aaron[
You are correct. You see I’ve seen you in Scotland fighting on the streets to make a quick buck and I’ve seen you decimate many foolish drunken idiots who thought they could defeat you. So I gave you a call and asked for you to come here to discuss a new stage for you to beat the crap out of people. Have you heard of No Limit Wrestling Federation?
]Derek[
I’ve heard people in bars clamor about something with those initials. What about it.
]Aaron[
You see, I am the Vice President of NLWF and I would like to offer you a contract to join NLWF. It will pay quite a pretty penny.
]Derek[
Well I do like money.
]Aaron[
So do we have a deal.
]Derek[
Sure, you got a deal.
]Aaron[
I just need one favor for you.
]Derek[
What is it?
]Aaron[
I’ve got this annoying pest breathing down my neck and I need a little help, not that I don’t need it, dealing with him.
]Derek[
Do I get a bonus for it?
]Aaron[
Sure, so can I count on you to help?
]Derek[
Alright then I’m in.
-Aaron holds his hand out and I shake it-
“Well there you have it. That is how yours truly came to No Limit Wrestling Federation. Now we all know what happened later at Revolution. I came out with Connor and helped Aaron take care of his little pest problem in Jason Hawk. Later that night I helped the greatest man in NLWF, Brenton Cyrus lay down the law and kick Steven Angel’s ass. In the end we saw the debut of the decimating move known simply as the Glasgow Drop. And now this week I go for my first notch in my belt and that’s to completely annihilate Lars Jensen. Oh wait that’s right he’s not Lars Jensen he’s Bobby Ocean. This little moron thinks he’s going to defeat The Renegade. Well he better prepare for the beating of his life cause I just saw his little story of his life. If he thinks I’m intimidated at all he’s sadly mistaken. Because throughout the match every second he’s going to be thinking one thing and that’s when is the Glasgow Drop coming. And the answer to that question is you won’t see it coming, cause I will hit it when I damn well feel like it. One thing to remember me by, whit's fur ye'll no go by ye! What’s meant to happen will happen."
-Derek Wallace is seen inside a house in Boston. I am looking around and smile-
]Derek[
Once I am done with this place, it will be a place fit for The Renegade. I am going to make this place feel like home.
-Just then my cell phone rings and look at it and sees a number I’ve never seen before, I still answer the phone-
]Derek[
Hello?
]Unknown[
Derek Wallace, I have a proposition for you.
]Derek[
I’m listening.
]Unknown[
Get on a plane and head to Seattle, Washington. Once there you will find a man holding a sign with your name on it. Follow that man as he will take you to where you need to go. All your questions will be answered should you choose to accept.
-The line suddenly goes dead before I can answer-
]Derek[
Well this is an interesting thing to ponder. I guess I should go to Seattle, and see what this proposition is exactly.
-I leave the house and get in my car and drive towards the airport. I arrive at the airport and walk up to a ticket counter where there was this lady standing-
]Derek[
Hello, I need a ticket to Seattle, Washington.
]Lady[
Name please.
]Derek[
Derek Wallace.
-She types in something and looks at the screen-
]Lady[
It seems here that there’s already a ticket reserved for you.
]Derek[
Really?
]Lady[
Yes, it says here it was reserved about three days ago.
]Derek[
Okay then.
-She hands me a ticket and I go to baggage check. Later I’m on the flight, sitting in first class I suddenly get the feeling that I’m being watched, I look behind me and nothing catches my eye except a mysterious figure sitting all the way in the back of the section. He was eying me from a distance and I couldn’t make out who it was if I could recognize him.-
]Derek[
Who the hell is that?
-I constantly look back every few minutes throughout the flight to Seattle. Once there I went to the baggage claim and retrieved my luggage. I turned around and found a man in a very expensive suit holding a sign with my name on it. I walked up to him.-
]Derek[
Well I guess you’re my ride to where ever it is I’m supposed to be going?
]Man[
Well you are correct sir.
]Derek[
Well then let’s get going.
-The man leads me to this stretch limo and opens the door and I get in. I grab my Ipod and played my music. The man drives around town while I lounge around in the back watching the skyline pass bye outside. Eventually the car stops and I get out. I look at this luxurious hotel we stopped at. Just then a valet walks up to me.-
]Valet 1[
Hello sir. We have been told you were going be coming. Please follow me.
-I follow the valet to the elevator as another one brought my bags. We all enter the elevator and one of the valets presses a button. We go up and while waiting I check my phone for any messages. I see there are no messages and look up.-
]Derek[
So does either of you guys watch any futbol?
]Valet 2[
Yeah, the Seahawks are the best…
]Derek[
I’m not talking about football. I’m talking about futbol, or what do you nitwits call it, um, soccer.
]Valet 2[
No, we don’t watch that dumb sport.
]Derek[
Oh you think it’s dumb? I wonder if you could survive a fall from this height.
]Valet 1[
Oh don’t mind him. Soccer just isn’t popular enough here for us to like it so don’t kill him.
]Derek[
Man you guys take things serious, I was only kidding.
-We arrive at the floor and get off the elevator and the one valet led me to the end of the hall and motioned towards a door.-
]Valet 1[
Here you are sir.
]Derek[
Well thank you.
-I go to knock on the door but the valet taps me on the shoulder and I turn around.-
]Valet 1[
I’m not going to get a tip from you?
]Derek[
Oh I’m sorry, how’s this, get a haircut, quit this job and try to make something of your miserable life you little wimp.
-The valet walks away in anger and I knock on the door. After a few seconds a man opens a door. This man had this spiky fire red hair and was about two or three inches taller than me. I could also easily tell he was Irish cause of his fair skin color. He looked at me for a second.-
]Man[
What can I do y'fer...?
]Derek[
I was told to come here about a proposition. The name’s Derek Wallace.
]Man[
Connor O’Shannon. So I’d have to guess by the accent your English?
]Derek[
Scottish. Raised by my mother in Glasgow.
-Just then another man walks up from behind Connor and I look at him. He looked a little bit on the small side but was fairly built.-
]Man[
Well, you must be Derek. Welcome, I’m Aaron O’Shea. I bet you came to hear my proposition.
]Derek[
Indeed I have.
]Aaron[
Well then come on in.
-I step inside the room and see that it looks like a massive suite.-
]Derek[
So what is this proposition you have for me? I’m sure there’s something very lucrative in it.
]Aaron[
You are correct. You see I’ve seen you in Scotland fighting on the streets to make a quick buck and I’ve seen you decimate many foolish drunken idiots who thought they could defeat you. So I gave you a call and asked for you to come here to discuss a new stage for you to beat the crap out of people. Have you heard of No Limit Wrestling Federation?
]Derek[
I’ve heard people in bars clamor about something with those initials. What about it.
]Aaron[
You see, I am the Vice President of NLWF and I would like to offer you a contract to join NLWF. It will pay quite a pretty penny.
]Derek[
Well I do like money.
]Aaron[
So do we have a deal.
]Derek[
Sure, you got a deal.
]Aaron[
I just need one favor for you.
]Derek[
What is it?
]Aaron[
I’ve got this annoying pest breathing down my neck and I need a little help, not that I don’t need it, dealing with him.
]Derek[
Do I get a bonus for it?
]Aaron[
Sure, so can I count on you to help?
]Derek[
Alright then I’m in.
-Aaron holds his hand out and I shake it-
“Well there you have it. That is how yours truly came to No Limit Wrestling Federation. Now we all know what happened later at Revolution. I came out with Connor and helped Aaron take care of his little pest problem in Jason Hawk. Later that night I helped the greatest man in NLWF, Brenton Cyrus lay down the law and kick Steven Angel’s ass. In the end we saw the debut of the decimating move known simply as the Glasgow Drop. And now this week I go for my first notch in my belt and that’s to completely annihilate Lars Jensen. Oh wait that’s right he’s not Lars Jensen he’s Bobby Ocean. This little moron thinks he’s going to defeat The Renegade. Well he better prepare for the beating of his life cause I just saw his little story of his life. If he thinks I’m intimidated at all he’s sadly mistaken. Because throughout the match every second he’s going to be thinking one thing and that’s when is the Glasgow Drop coming. And the answer to that question is you won’t see it coming, cause I will hit it when I damn well feel like it. One thing to remember me by, whit's fur ye'll no go by ye! What’s meant to happen will happen."
Derek Wallace- Proving Ground
- Birthday : 1990-04-07
Age : 34
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