☆ BORN BETTER THAN YOU!

When people heard the name Michael Harris – they instantly knew who it was and they instantly feared that name. After all Harris has been one of the biggest names in wrestling for the last twelve years. He has done everything there is to do. Won every championship there is to win and beat everybody that there is to beat. Without a doubt the guy earned the right to be called an icon and earned the right to be called a legend.

Well Harris hasn’t been seen in the wrestling business since January of 2013 and that was based on the fact he decided to retire (once again) after a short stint in East Coast Wrestling Federation. In the last match he had Harris willingly put over Nova Wonder as he exited the company. A lot of his reasoning for retiring was because of his family and the baby that was on the way. However part of it was because of how the last couple runs in the business have been.

Action Packed Wrestling and East Coast Wrestling Federation literally did nothing but disrespect the hell out of Michael Harris and his legacy. None of them treated him like a big deal. None of them put any light on his accomplishments. None of them ever gave him the proper recognition that he deserved. It was like he was just another wrestler to him and that’s not how it should have been especially considering the fact he busted his ass off.

Had the shoe been on the other foot none of them would have wanted to be treated like that, but obviously they didn’t care. Obviously it was what it was and it played a factor in Harris leaving the business. However every great superstar in any sport eventually gets that itch to return. Michael Jordon did it, Bret Favre did it, and so on. He was no exception and this time he was returning to go to NLWF which is one of the hottest companies around today.

Not too many details have been released about his contract, but it is known that the company is looking for a lot of new stars. They also have a reputation for treating legends the way that they needed and deserve to be treated. Whether or not that turns out to be the case remains to be seen. However the more important thing is Michael Harris is one of the best for a reason and it won’t take long before he proves it as well as takes NLWF by storm.

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☆ DOWN THIS ROAD AGAIN?
[ Date: March 21st, 2013 ]

There we had it another doctor’s appointment in the books and the next Harris child was coming along nicely. Carmen was six months along as she was having her first child with her husband and the legendary professional wrestler, Michael Harris. On their next appointment the two of them would find out the sex of the baby and they couldn’t be more excited. At this very moment though as Carmen raided their refrigerator at their Chicago home, Harris sat down on the counter looking at her backside.

☆ MICHAEL HARRIS: “Could your ass get any nicer?”

☆ CARMEN HARRIS: “I am sure it could if someone could stay out of it.”

☆ MICHAEL HARRIS: “Sorry, I can’t help that I’m an ass guy and with that great of an ass. It’s not like I can let it go to waste. That would be wrong of me.”

☆ CARMEN HARRIS: “Mhm, whatever you say dear. Now what is it that you wanted to talk about this morning?”

She turned around to face him after closing the door to the refrigerator. For a second or two there was some silence between them and that was on the part of Harris as he seemed to hesitate on telling her what he wanted to talk about but at the same time he didn’t have much of a choice in the matter. It was something that had to be talked about.

☆ MICHAEL HARRIS: “So, I kind of wanted to wait till after the doctor’s appointment to have this discussion.”

☆ CARMEN HARRIS: “See, when you start off conversations like this. I already know it is going to end badly. Instead of beating around the bush like usual… why don’t you just go ahead and tell me what stupid stunt you pulled this time? That way I can get the yelling out of the way and then I can go take my nap.”

☆ MICHAEL HARRIS: “There’s honestly no reason for you to yell but at the same time, I know you are going to do what you feel you need to do. Though before I say anything else might I add that it isn’t good for the baby that you get all worked up. None the less I have been in talks with No Limits Wrestling Federation.”

☆ CARMEN HARRIS: “And…”

☆ MICHAEL HARRIS: “And after a couple weeks of negotiating and a few meets with them. I have signed my name to the dotted line. I’m returning to the business but there’s some good news…”

☆ CARMEN HARRIS: “Let me go ahead and stop you right there. There can be no good news because you have already gone back on your word. You told me when you left ECWF that was the last time you’d be wrestling. That you were going to be around for this pregnancy. You’d be around to spend more time with me. Around to spend more time with your other three children, but here you are breaking a promise once again.”

☆ MICHAEL HARRIS: “Carmen before you…”

☆ CARMEN HARRIS: “Did I say I was finished?! No the fuck I did not!”

Instantly Harris was cut off just like that. Now people knew him in wrestling as a loud mouth and someone that said whatever the fuck he wanted. At home though he watched his boundaries with Carmen for two reasons. One she was pregnant, and two she was Mexican. She’d already cut the fuck out of him but add on she was pregnant and hormonal that only made it worse.

☆ CARMEN HARRIS: “I don’t care what the perks of you working for this company might be. I don’t care what they promised you, what they didn’t promise you, or whatever else with the in between. Fact is you broke your promise to me. Fact is you are going to miss time here at home. Fact is you’re going to miss important stuff with the baby and the other kids. I’m not going to turn the other cheek this time around. It pisses me the fuck off and you’re going to know about it.”

☆ MICHAEL HARRIS: “And that’s really no different than any other time Carmen. You always let me know when you’re pissed off. You never bother to hold back. You never bite your tongue or anything else, so this is a constant thing and something I have learned to deal with over the years. None the less now that you are over your little fit. I am not going to be missing near as much as you might think I am. I might have signed on for sixty appearances but at most I’ll be working three days a month. Far less than anything else I have ever had to deal with before.”

☆ CARMEN HARRIS: “Oh and that’s supposed to make everything better right? What if during one of those three days? I really need you? What if there’s a doctor’s appointment? What if your kids need you? What if I go into labor? Are you going to be able to rush home for something like that?”

☆ MICHAEL HARRIS: “Well, I don’t know…”

☆ CARMEN HARRIS: “Of course you don’t Michael, and you know why that is? Because you don’t fucking think before you make certain decisions. Well better yet you think but you think about what you want rather than what your family needs. You’re fucking selfish and I keep praying to god that one day you shed that fucking mentality.”

☆ MICHAEL HARRIS: “Here we go down that road again…”

☆ CARMEN HARRIS: “No, no not at all. We aren’t going down any road. You do what you want to do and what you feel you need to do. I’ll do what I want to do and what I need to do since apparently we’re no longer a team anymore.”

With that being said Carmen turned her back and walked out of the kitchen not so much as even given him the smallest chance to say something else. After all she was someone that seemingly needed to always have the last word. Harris sat there on the counter shaking his head a bit and sighing to himself. It was going to be a long evening but he had to make sure this got squared away somehow or it would forever be an issue between them.

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12 years…

I have been in this business 12 years and every single year I have spent in this business I have been the man around here. I call myself the best to ever exist because it is the truth, and not to just have a cool little nickname. I was trained by Michael Hickenbottom or better known as Shawn Michaels and Richard Fliehr or better known as Ric Flair. That right there tells you I was destined for greatness because of what those two ended up being in this business. Hell, I have won more world titles than the two of them combined. I passed up both my mentors.

I mean seriously think about it twenty one world titles, countless other titles, main eventing all over the world, selling out pay per views, and so on and so forth for twelve years none the less. I think I have proven without a shadow of a doubt that I am the best to ever exist and that I am all the hype that I say that I am or that other people have said that I am. Here’s the thing though I know with me coming to NLWF that not a single person is going to give a fuck. Not a single person will believe the truth even with the facts presented to them. Not a single person will give me the respect that I without a doubt deserve.

And that’s why I am prepared to take the respect. That’s why I am prepared to make them believe the truth. That’s why I’m prepared to make them give a fuck because it is something I have done for twelve years and going onto my thirteenth year I still have the ability to make all of that happen. That leads to the following question, how am I going to do it? Yeah, I already know what’s on your minds and the answer is simple. I walk into Warrior Games, I insert myself in the Open Invitational Prize Fight match up, and I single handily destroy both Hostyle Jones and Chuck Matthews.

Trust I get it. I know that Chuck Matthews name happens to mean something to a lot of people. I hear that the guy is an icon, a legend, and pretty much almost an Immortal around here. People seem to ride the dude’s dick like he’s got the biggest one in the world. Well here’s a little bit of a newsflash you can’t consider yourself immortal. You can’t consider yourself an icon. You can’t consider yourself a legend until you have beaten every single icon, legend, and immortal that exists. Chuck, you’ve never met me therefore we’ve never faced off which means you have never beat me and with that being said you never will.

Now if I were you I’d go ahead and listen to everything I have to say before you shoot off at the mouth. Because I am sure I already know word for word the shit that’s going to spew from that mouth of yours. Ya know the typical shit about how I don’t know you, I don’t know what you’re capable of, I don’t know where you have been, or what you have done. Everything that everyone else has ever tried to say when a challenge is thrown their way.

You are right though Chucky, I don’t know what you are capable of. I don’t what you have done, where you have been, but let me ask you a question do you really think I give a fuck? I can almost guarantee you don’t know what I’m capable of. I can almost guarantee that you haven’t been where I have been and I’ve gone as high as you can go in this business. I can almost guarantee that you haven’t achieved or gained nearly as much as I have. I’ve done all there is to it at least three times over.

I do get it though Chuckster, I get that you have to act like a badass and that you have to spit out useless shit that doesn’t matter because you have been challenged. You have been called out and basically I said I’m going to beat your ass. That’s the truth and that’s what the game plan is, but it is on you to stop me. It is on you to try to stop me. It is up to you to defend yourself and defend your reputation. It is up to you to make me seem foolish and to make me seem like nothing, but truth is you’ll fail.

The moment that we find ourselves standing against each other in the middle of that ring, you’ll feel the piss run down your leg because that’s the moment you are going to realize that everything you’ve ever said or everything that you have ever done no longer matters when you face someone like me. You’ll realize that every single time you attempt to fight me in that ring that you’ll stand no chance. You’ll see that I can hit harder than you. You’ll see that I can move faster than you.

You’ll see that I’m stronger than you, and you’ll come to the ultimate realization that I’m without a doubt better than you. That’s when your true downfall will begin to take place Chuck. You’ll be so pissed off and so embarrassed. You’ll be disgusted every single time that you look yourself in the mirror. That’s when you’ll do what you should have done a long time ago and leave this business. You won’t make a big deal out of it. You’ll just disappear slowly and quietly.

All because you will never be able to get over the fact that it was proven to you and to your face that you aren’t shit in this business. So to that I say this: Fuck your legendary status. Fuck your iconic status. Fuck your immortal status. Fuck any accomplishment you’ve ever had. Fuck every main event you have ever been. Fuck every promotion you have ever worked for and most of all Fuck you Chuck, because in reality all you’ll ever be is my little bitch!

And don’t think I forgot about you Hostyle… because while you are easily a forgettable face and while you are easily someone that isn’t shit to me. I still have to take a few things into consideration – more so the fact I have to take into consideration that you are built up as one of the main stays here in NLWF. You are someone that is built up as the future. Someone that people seem to think will be a future heavyweight champion and all that good shit.

Well, allow me to point out something and I hope that it sticks into that skull of yours. See when someone is built as the future and everyone seems to be behind the future. That’s when the obvious becomes clear to me. That’s when it sticks out as you as in the future is trying to take my spot as the present. I have always said that if I was going to retire that it would be on my own terms. Not because I was forced out. Not because someone took my spot but because I walked on my own.

Now granted NLWF is your turf and it has been for a while now. It might seem like I’m the one that’s intruding in your spot but that’s not the case. Any time a legend like myself shows up you automatically lose your spot and surely that pisses you off. Gives you more reason to knock the old dog like me off the porch for good, but like I said I’m leaving when I’m ready to leave. That means I’m going to be in a position where I make sure that you the young puppy realizes this old dog runs the yard.

There’s only one way to make sure you see that and that’s when the old dog bites that puppy hard enough to make him realize that he should never go on that porch or go in that yard again. What that means is that I have to highjack the match that you have open for all comers and be the one that knocks you on your ass. Trust though, just because I’m older and what not doesn’t mean I’m weak. That doesn’t mean I can’t adapt to certain styles or whatever.

I move around in that ring better than most of you, kids. I am the one that invented the hybrid style of wrestling. I know every move, every hold, and every counter that is in this business. I’m always one step ahead and I always know if I can’t beat you one way that there’s at least three other ways that I can beat you. That comes with being a veteran and a legend. That’s s skill you learn and not a skill that you can be taught.

You have no real idea what you are in for, and I know that you were hoping for an easy match. I know you were wanting to have an easy night as far as just beating Chuck and seemingly like the hero but the moment that this match was billed as an open invitational match is when you sealed your fate but then again I kind of do what I want when I want and how I want so in reality if I wanted I didn’t need it to be an open invitational because I don’t need an invite for a goddamn thing.

Hostyle, your days as being the future are numbered. I have faced all kinds of kids that were billed as the future and every single one of them I took out because I wasn’t prepared and I wasn’t willing to give my spot up until I wanted to give it up. Sure, you aren’t going to like this and I’m sure that you’ll have more than enough to say about it. Much like I’m sure you’ll do everything that you can to prevent it from happening but the truth is you don’t have the talent to do that.

In one night I will prove that Chuck Matthews isn’t an immortal and that he isn’t anything people claim as well as anything that he tries to say that he is. I’ll prove that Hostyle Jones is the furthest thing from the future and that when he finds himself against someone that paved the way for him both in the past and in the present that he doesn’t have the ability to compete at the level people expect him to and that he ends up choking like a porn star on a fat cock.

In one night I’ll show NLWF that I am everything that I say that I am. I’ll show this company that I am truly the best to ever exist. I’ll show this company that I can spend months on the sidelines as a retired man but come right back into this business and take over like I have been for the last twelve years. I’ll show this company what they have been missing out all this time, much like what APW and ECWF missed out on when they decided to disrespect my legacy.

I’ll show this company and every single fan that tunes in at Warrior Games exactly why I have all the hype that I have. Why I have held twenty one world titles, why I have main evented all over the world, and why I am a Hall of Famer four times over. I’ll do all of this like it is the easiest thing to do in the world without a struggle and without breaking a sweat in the slightest bit. Why you might ask? Well that’s quite an easy answer to give you…

It’s because I was BORN better than you!

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☆ TAKING OVER
[ Date: March 23rd, 2013 ]

Within the basement or the ‘man-cave’ of the Harris home. Michael stood there looking at a glass case that held five of the world titles of twenty one that he had won over the years. He seemed to be really studying them or better yet thinking back of all the memories he had with those specific titles. About that time though a familiar voice caught him off guard.

☆ PHOENIX WINTERBORN: “Taking a trip down memory lane I see?”

That familiar voice was Harris’s childhood best friend and former tag team partner, Phoenix Winterborn. He walked right on over and the two men proceeded to shake hands with one another. After the handshake the two fell right into a conversation as if they hadn’t missed any time together at all.

☆ PHOENIX WINTERBORN: “The old lady let me in.”

☆ MICHAEL HARRIS: “Oh yeah? She still seem like she’s in a bad mood?”

☆ PHOENIX WINTERBORN: “I’m not so sure I can tell considering the fact that she doesn’t like me, never has liked me, and never will like me so therefore it seems like she’s always in a bad mood.”

☆ MICHAEL HARRIS: “Meh she’s pissed off at me right now anyhow. Telling her that I was getting back in the ring didn’t really go so well with her.”

☆ PHOENIX WINTERBORN: “Well I can see why with the new baby on the way and everything. At the same time I can’t really fault you because I know you get the itch to return like all of us and at the same time you got to provide for your family as well. I am sure before long she’ll get over it and even she don’t eh it is what it is.”

☆ MICHAEL HARRIS: “Pretty much.”

On that note Harris turned and walked over to one of the recliners there in the room and took a seat in it. He proceeded to prop his feet up as Phoenix made his way over to the other recliner and took a seat himself. With that being said Harris looked over at his longtime friend and begin speaking.

☆ MICHAEL HARRIS: “But I have to admit man I am a little eh about returning. I mean I landed one hell of a deal and it seems the place wants me but let’s be real shall we? APW wanted me. ECWF wanted me. Yet the moment I walked into those companies I was shit on and disrespected. My legacy was made out to be a joke. Who’s to say that it won’t happen this time around ya know what I mean?”

☆ PHOENIX WINTERBORN: “Well I suppose that you have a reason to think that and I don’t blame you, but come on now you know you can’t ever think negatively. I am willing to bet that this company wouldn’t go all out with the contract they offered and wouldn’t want you to come in as bad as they did if they planned on doing what you think they might do.”

☆ MICHAEL HARRIS: “Yeah maybe, but still I already know that regardless of the deal I was signed to. It doesn’t mean that anyone in the company is going to give a damn or give me the respect that I deserve. I bet that most of them have never even heard of me. Bet none of them have the knowledge of what I’m about or what I have accomplished. In a sense I’ll be starting all over again if you look at it.”

☆ PHOENIX WINTERBORN: “That’s just how it goes sometimes bro. I mean you can’t expect every single promotion that you work for to know who you and what you have done. You can’t expect every single person to give you respect when you haven’t really earned it – this is a new setting and sometimes you got to play by new rules even if you don’t want too and even if you don’t think it is right.”

Harris looked over at Phoenix and shrugged his shoulders a little bit. Truth be told he knew that his best friend had a point but he wasn’t going to admit for the simple fact that he was far too prideful and his ego meant way too much to him to do something like that. About that time there was a change of topic.

☆ PHOENIX WINTERBORN: “Anyway though what is the first plan of action?”

☆ MICHAEL HARRIS: “Eh, I don’t know if I have a plan or whatever. All I know is that they are having a show in a couple days. It’s called Warrior Games and its apparently one of the biggest pay per views the company has. One way or another I’m going to make an impression and make sure that night one is a success.”

☆ PHOENIX WINTERBORN: “Oh yeah? Well that kind of sounds like a plan to me there bro… so why don’t you go ahead and give me the scoop to what’s going down?”

☆ MICHAEL HARRIS: “Ha, that’s a good one Phoenix. I’m not going to tell you because I’m going to make sure it comes off as surprise to everyone. I will tell you this much though, I plan on taking a couple guys that this company sees as a big deal and in one night make them not such a big deal. In one night completely own them and completely make this entire company see that it is just a matter of time until I take over.”

☆ PHOENIX WINTERBORN: “I can see that you aren’t going to crack on this one. All I can say is the best of luck my man and I’m sure everything is going to work out for the best.”

☆ MICHAEL HARRIS: “C’mon now dude I don’t need luck when I’m talented.”

There was a huge smirk that spread across his lips. It was pretty obvious that Harris was an egotistical prick and in his mind no matter what he had it all figured out and everything was going to go the way he wanted it too. That’s just all there was to it. With that being said Harris grabbed the remote and turned on the television putting it on one of the college games that were taking place at that very moment. For now it was just a matter of enjoying himself and relaxing but in a couple days it was time for him to get right back to work and upon doing so. It would lead to the Harris Era being unleashed on NLWF.