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■ March 1st 2010 ■
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I made it in to Sacramento early, and when I told them my girlfriend was in labor they made sure I got off the plane first. I pulled out my cell phone and made a call. Ring after ring, I wondered if he would pick up or not.

Bobby O’Day
Hello?

■■□Brenton Cyrus□■■
Bobby, I’m here. I’m running through the airport now.

Dragging the one bag I had with me in my left hand and holding up my phone with my right hand, I ran as fast I could through the airport.

Bobby O’Day
I’m on my way butthead, you made it just in time.

Bobby hung up on my and I put my phone in my pocket. I exited the airport and looked around.

■■□Brenton Cyrus□■■
Where are you Bobby?

I pulled my phone out and dialed him again.

Bobby O’Day
Hello?

■■□Brenton Cyrus□■■
Where are you Bobby!?

Bobby O’Day
Calm down butthead, I’m almost there!

■■□Brenton Cyrus□■■
Where are you? Hello? Bobby?

I looked at my phone and realized he hung up on me again.

■■□Brenton Cyrus□■■
The nerve.

I sat down on a bench and put my face in my hands. The moment was so close, Brenton Cyrus Jr. was just eleven miles away from me, being born as I sat and could do nothing but wait for Bobby O’Day. I looked out into the sky and the stars hanging above, the cool night air sent a shiver down my spine.

■■□Brenton Cyrus□■■
What if I’m not a good father?

Still staring out into the sky as cabs, and other cars roared by out in the street in front of me. I could barely remember either one of my parents, especially my father. My mind seems to block out the years spent with them.

■■□SYCO Cyrus□■■
You’re going to do just fine.

I looked next to me on the bench to see him sitting there, wrapped in an expensive suit as I sat in a pair of sweatpants and a tank top. It was all I had in the car, since I was in such a rush to leave, that I left in my wrestling attire and hand to change when I got to the airport.

■■□SYCO Cyrus□■■
You look like shit.

■■□Brenton Cyrus□■■
I feel like shit, I’m starting to feel like.. This might be too much for me. I don’t think I’m ready..

I couldn’t shake this unbearable doubt that I had in myself, it piled and piled up on my shoulders until it weighed me down to the point of being buried. I put my head into my hands again.

■■□SYCO Cyrus□■■
It’s fine, at least you’ve started the circle prophecy off right, taking back the NLWF Championship, and from someone as worthy as Nick Ridicule, is an amazing accomplishment!

He put his hand on my back and I looked at him. He knew something had happened immediately, just judging by the look on my face.

■■□Brenton Cyrus□■■
I left.

■■□SYCO Cyrus□■■
You what now?

I shook my head, only just realizing that I walked out on a championship match. He stared at my in disbelief.

■■□Brenton Cyrus□■■
I walked out on the match, it completely slipped my mind to be honest.

■■□SYCO Cyrus□■■
IT SLIPPED…

I pulled my face out of my hands and looked at him as he raised his voice at me. He was infuriated, but as soon as we locked eyes he calmed down, and lowered his voice.

■■□SYCO Cyrus□■■
…your mind?

I shrugged my shoulders, breaking my glance from him and moving it down to the floor in front of me.

■■□Brenton Cyrus□■■
I was so caught up in the moment that it just didn’t matter to me anymore. You don’t understand! When Aaron told me that Megan had gone into labor, that my son was going to finally be brought to me, it was a special moment. Now I’m wondering if I’m worthy of such…

He grabbed my tank top near my chest and crunched it into his hand as he pulled me closer to him.

■■□SYCO Cyrus□■■
You are God! You are more worthy than anyone to do whatever you want, to whoever you want!

I grabbed his hand and pulled it off of me, then brushed my chest off. I looked around to see if anyone was staring at me as I talked to myself, but luckily everyone was too caught up in there own lives.

■■□Brenton Cyrus□■■
I used to feel that way, but… wait a second, why are you here?

I looked back at him but he was no longer seated next to me. I looked around for him and stood up, only to have the life scared out of me by Bobby O’Day.

*BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP*

He honked the horn while my back was turned, making me jump. I turned around and looked at that douche bag, shooting him a death stare.

Bobby O’Day
Get in, Butthead!

I opened my door and threw my bag into the back seat and sat down. If I had a heart it would have been racing, however, because I do not, I was able to calm myself down with ease.

■■□Brenton Cyrus□■■
Do me a favor and don’t talk to me, ever again.

Bobby O’Day
Careful what you wish for.

He gave me one final stare, then looked back at the road, a smug smile on his face. I looked out the window as my leg shook uncontrollably. Nervous was an understatement, I was fucking terrified for the first time in my entire life.

Bobby O’Day
Get out here so you can make it for the birth, I’ll go and park.

■■□Brenton Cyrus□■■
Thanks.

I opened my door and ran towards the Mercy hospital entrance. I shoved through the doors and hurried over to the nurses station, quickly questioning the woman behind the counter.

■■□Brenton Cyrus□■■
My son is being born, the mothers name is Megan O’Day, am I too late? What room is she in? Is it hot in here?

I began panting, trying to get oxygen into my lungs. The large African American woman behind the counter handed me a brown paper bag.

“Breathe into the bag sir, I need you to remain calm, and I‘ll check this out for you!”

I crumpled up the bag and threw it into the garbage.

■■□Brenton Cyrus□■■
PLEASE HURRY!

She typed something into the computer.

“Megan Carissa O‘Day?”

■■□Brenton Cyrus□■■
YES!

“Lower your voice sir, it says here she‘s in room 420.”

■■□Brenton Cyrus□■■
Did she have the baby?

“I‘m the nurse for that room, her contractions were five minutes apart the last time I was in there. She‘s having the baby right now.”

■■□Brenton Cyrus□■■
Take me!

I followed the nurse down the hall to the elevators, and she hit the up button.

■■□Brenton Cyrus□■■
Are these elevators always this fucking slow?

“Just calm down ok? Everything is going to be alright, and you‘ll be a father soon.”

I stared into the main lobby and thought about the day I carried Chuck Matthews through the doors.



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We were speeding down the highway from the City of Salvation, Chuck Matthews in the back seat, the damage done seemed insurmountable, but I believed he could survive, he had to survive, he’s Chuck Fucking Matthews. We were getting closer to the hospital.

■■□Brenton Cyrus□■■
You doing ok back there buddy boy?

I sat quietly for a few minutes trying to get my thoughts together, hoping maybe he might say something back, or make a joke.

■■□Brenton Cyrus□■■
Everything is going to be fine, I’m going to get you to a hospital, and they’ll make you good as new…

I could barely talk, it came out more like a blabber as I was too choked up to get the sentence out. I inhaled through my nose, which was stuffed, then wiped the tears out of my eyes.

■■□SYCO Cyrus□■■
What’s wrong with you? Why are you crying? This is the same Chuck Matthews who tried to sabotage you in order to further his own career, this is the guy who wouldn’t give a shit about you even if you truly were his brother.

I looked to the passenger seat to see him looking at me, disgusted. I looked at him then back at the road. I peered up at the rear view mirror at Chuck Matthews, then back at the road again.

■■□Brenton Cyrus□■■
I don’t believe that, I’ve never believed that! You filled my head with such negative thoughts about him that no matter what happened I just couldn’t forgive and forget!

He began laughing.

■■□SYCO Cyrus□■■
So now you’re blaming yourself for what he did? You’re taking the blame for the things he should take the blame for? You say I filled your head with all of that, but I’m you, a part of you!

■■□Brenton Cyrus□■■
No, I know it wasn’t just my fault, but I can accept responsibility for my part in all of this.

We were silent for awhile as we approached the exit we needed to take.

■■□SYCO Cyrus□■■
No, you can end this.

I looked at him, a huge confident smile gracing his face, but I didn’t understand what he meant.

■■□Brenton Cyrus□■■
What?

I watched out of the corner of my eye as he opened the glove compartment and pulled out a dagger. He looked at the dagger, then towards the back at Chuck Matthews.

■■□SYCO Cyrus□■■
Right now, you can take this dagger, and finish Chuck Matthews once and for all.

I thought about it for about a second and shook it of, shaking my head at him.

■■□Brenton Cyrus□■■
You’re crazy.

He laughed at me and quickly replied.

■■□SYCO Cyrus□■■
Yes, we are.

The car went silent again as I got closer to our exit, able to see it in the distance. Knowing we were getting closer to the hospital, he tried desperately to change my mind, our mind.

■■□SYCO Cyrus□■■
You’ll never have to deal with his challenging you again. No one will question your dominance as long as Chuck Matthews is out of the equation for good. You can finish what you started, you can finally put and end to this, on your terms!

I could feel my foot lift off the gas pedal.

■■□Brenton Cyrus□■■
My terms?

The car slowed down and I found myself pulling off to the side of the highway. I looked at my hands on the steering wheel in front of me, I was starting to consider his proposal.

■■□SYCO Cyrus□■■
That’s right, you’ll be the man recognized for killing Chuck Matthews or you can simply blame it on Salvation if you don’t want the heat. But whichever way you decide, make sure you shove the dagger into his heart, and make sure he’s dead!

I reached over with my hand out and he placed the dagger in my hand. I gripped it then looked at it.

■■□Brenton Cyrus□■■
I’m not you.

I tossed the dagger out the window and sped towards the exit.

■■□SYCO Cyrus□■■
Big mistake, he’ll be your downfall yet.

In a flash he was gone, and we were at the hospital. I pulled in front of the hospital and parked. I got out of the car and lifted Chuck Matthews out of the back seat and carried him towards the door.

■■□Brenton Cyrus□■■
We made it buddy, you’re going to be ok. Just keep fighting…

The doors slid open and I walked into the main lobby.

■■□Brenton Cyrus□■■
I NEED A DOCTOR OVER HERE!!!

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■ March 1st 2010 ■
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“Sir, the elevator is here.”

I snapped out of it, and walked into the elevator. We made it too our floor and I followed her as she lead me to the room.

“Put these on.”

She handed my some gloves and a surgical mask and I hurried to get them on. She opened the door and although I was more scared then I have ever been, I walked in.
Megan O’Day
Brenton…

I looked over to see Megan O’Day on the table, her legs up and with the doctor delivering the baby. She seemed extremely calm as she said my name, then tore into me with a

Megan O’Day
WHAT THE FUCK TOOK YOU SO LONG!?

I hurried to her bedside and grabbed her hand with both of mine. She squeezed tighter then I’ve ever felt someone squeeze.

■■□Brenton Cyrus□■■
I’m sorry, tonight was Revolution, it was the only time I wasn’t prepared for this.

I ran my other hand through her hair.

“Keep pushing Megan!”

■■□Brenton Cyrus□■■
You can do this.. I love you.

Megan O’Day
I love you too.

Megan pulled my head close and kissed me, then she squeezed my hand again. I looked over the covers to see what was going on.

■■□Brenton Cyrus□■■
Whoa… I wish I wouldn’t have seen that.

I looked back at Megan who had tears in her eyes.

Megan O’Day
BRENTON!

■■□Brenton Cyrus□■■
Yeah…?

Megan O’Day
GET THE FUCK OUT!!!

■■□Brenton Cyrus□■■
Why?

Megan O’Day
Not you, HIM!!!

■■□Brenton Cyrus□■■
Oh yeah.

Megan pointed down and gave another push.

“One more Megan, one more!”

I looked back down as Megan gave one final push, everything was dead silent. At that moment time stood still, I looked up at the clock, seemingly in slow motion. Brenton Cyrus Jr. was out.

11:59:59 PM


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Suddenly everything picked up again, the doctor held BC jr. then placed him on Megan’s abdomen. The doctor clamped the umbilical cord,

“Would the father like to make the cut?”

I cut the umbilical cord and BC jr. was cleaned him off. I stared at him and watched as his eyes opened for the very first time, looking right into my eyes. Brenton Cyrus Jr. didn’t cry, instead he smiled at me. The doctor finished cleaning him off and they finished doing there Apgar assessment.

"Good news, BC Jr. got a perfect 10 on both tests"

The doctor wrapped him in a small blanket. Then doctor he handed the baby to Megan O’Day and she held him in her arms.

■■□Brenton Cyrus□■■
Wow.

Greater than winning the World Heavyweight Championship, Brenton Cyrus Jr. was finally born splitting two days. Looking into his eyes I felt the weight get lifted from my shoulders and suddenly I felt just like I did a year ago, I felt the drive and motivation that made me one of the best ever.

"He wants to breastfeed."

Megan breastfed BC jr. while I sat bedside and held her hand. Megan looked at me lovingly. She asked after awhile.

Megan O’Day
Do you want to hold him?

I nodded my head humbly and she lifted him up. He broke away from her nipple with ease and I took him carefully in my arms.

■■□Brenton Cyrus□■■
Hiya pal.

He opened his eyes and looked at me again.

■■□Brenton Cyrus□■■
You are the most beautiful baby I’ve ever seen.

His dark blue eyes looked back at Megan, then at me again.

“We need to take him, give him his shots and eye drops. ”

■■□Brenton Cyrus□■■
Fine.

Reluctantly I handed him to the nurse, and he closed his eyes again. I watched him get carried away then I joined Megan to comfort her.

■■□Brenton Cyrus□■■
You did it, I’m so proud of you.

Megan O’Day
Thanks..

Megan looked exhausted, but following that who could blame her?

■■□Brenton Cyrus□■■
Do you want to rest?

Megan O’Day
I want my baby back.

■■□Brenton Cyrus□■■
I know how you feel, he’s the most amazing thing I’ve ever seen in my life.

Megan O’Day
Same.

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I woke up at the bedside of Megan O’Day to my phone buzzing in my pocket. Brenton Cyrus Jr. was at the nursery and I promised Megan I would stay the night with her. After dealing with her family, and showing off BC jr. we had fallen asleep.

[BZZZZZZZZZ]

[BZZZZZZZZZ]

I looked at the clock.

4:45:30 AM

I stood up and walked out of the room, then answered my phone, my voice weak and raspy.

■■□Brenton Cyrus□■■
Hello?

Alison Williams
YOU FORGOT ABOUT ME YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE!!!! I CAN NOT BELIEVE I WAITED FOR YOU AT THAT FUCKING ARENA AS LONG AS I DID! THEN YOU DON’T ANSWER ANY OF YOUR FUCKING CALLS ALL…

I hung up my phone and rubbed my eyes with my knuckles.

[BZZZZZZZZZ]

[BZZZZZZZZZ]

■■□Brenton Cyrus□■■
Hello?

Alison Williams
YOU PIECE OF SHIT! HOW DARE YOU HANG….

I hung up my phone again, then walked over to the nursery to look at Brenton Cyrus Jr. again. I looked through the glass at him and couldn’t help but smile as I watched him sleep.

[BZZZZZZZZZ]

[BZZZZZZZZZ]

■■□Brenton Cyrus□■■
Hello?

Alison Williams
Stop hanging up on me! Tell me why you left me waiting for you like an idiot! If you don’t want to be with me Brenton, then just fucking say so!

■■□Brenton Cyrus□■■
Calm down, my son was born, I left Revolution before my match, and.. Well, forgot about our plans.

Alison Williams
I want to see him, I’ll be in Sacramento later for Sacrifice wrestling!

■■□Brenton Cyrus□■■
I’ll come see you at the arena, but I don’t think it would be a good idea for you to come to the hospital, there are a lot of O’Day’s here that hate you.

Alison Williams
Fine.. But don’t forget about me Brenton!

This time it was Alison who hung up on me. I let out a sigh and dropped my phone into my pocket.


-To Be Continued-


■The Match■

We could probably do this for an eternity. Go back and forth, talking about how much of a douche and ego tripping asshole the other guys is, and we can throw rocks at each other from across the lake, none of the rocks coming close to doing damage, but just making things slightly inconvenient.

Chucky, you and I are the greatest opposites, yet we’re almost mirror images of each other. I’ve always looked at our relationship as a yin yang. There is the black side with a little bit of white, and there is the white side, with a little bit of black.

Teaming together we were able to dominate greater than any two individuals in history and where we added Alex Mark onto the pact, we became the greatest trio in history. I was always there to keep you level headed, and you were always there to do the same for me.

Chuck you said you were going to go down to the ring, hold out your hand for me and see what happens. Well it looks like we’ll be meeting in the ring to start off Direct Hit, because I’m going to go out to the ring, before you, and we’ll have a face to face for the first time in who knows how long.

If you want to hunt down Salvation, your hunt starts with God. You want an answer from me, you want to put the ball back in my court? I’m going to make you wait for it until Direct Hit. I’ve done nothing but think about my answer all day, and I know exactly what I want, and am completely confident in my decision.

You’re right Chuck, I downplayed your accomplishments and downplayed your importance to this company, and when you mentioned that I asked myself “why?” That’s when it hit me, it was like an epiphany.

I look forward to having a face to face conversation with you Chuck, one where you’ll actually be able to hear me.

See you at the show.

Now that I’m done with my partner, for now, I should probably focus on the opponents on the opposing teams. The Notorious K.I.D and Shadow Demon have failed as a tag team more than any tag team I believe in the history of the NLWF.

Just when I believed the two of them would never team again, I booked them together. Maybe my booking this week was slightly biased, booking a failed tag team and a team with guys who look to kill each other at War Games, but leading into War Games, I didn’t want to risk injury.

I remember when the Carnival of Violence finally took the Tag Team titles, then they lost the tag team titles to Ryan Apollos and Killer B, to the Salvation rival, Lethal Injection. I also can recall TLC matches where the Carnival of Violence fell short.

You guys aren’t going to beat the best tag team in the history of the NLWF, even if I do walk out to the ring and slap the shit out of Chuck Matthews to start off the show. Chuck Matthews and I could throw down for the entire show, then come out of the tag team main event, and still win.

Personal differences don’t get in the way of chemistry, it doesn’t get in the way of handling our business. Do you know why I treat the tag team titles like shit Chuck? Because you ruined being tag team champion for me. You tainted holding the belts for me, and I’ve never been satisfied ever since.

Maybe that will change following this show, maybe we’ll defend the tag team titles and the love I used to have for the belt will return, but I doubt it.