∆ THE CROWN WILL BE MINE

by **Miguel St-Claire** April 29th 2013, 9:20 am

On April 30, 2013 NLWF will present to the world King of the Throne. On this night every single major title will be on the line. Several people will have the chance to live their dreams and several champions have the chance to cement their legacies. It is an event that can go either way for a lot of people. It is one of the reasons it was a high regard pay per view among those that have worked for NLWF both in the past and in the present.

With that being said one of the biggest matches that is set to take place is when James Shark defends himself championship against four other men. Those four other men being Parker, Aaron O’Shea, Hostyle Jones, and Miguel St-Claire. Many people consider this to be a walk in the park for Shark while others see it as one of his biggest threats so far. Two out of the four men have quite a few issues with Shark as it is and Shark has his issues with them as well.

Those two men happen to be Parker and Miguel St-Claire. It is no secret that St-Claire and Shark have had issues since Inferno. It has been a constant back and forth between them which ended with Shark getting the upper hand every single time. No doubt about it these two are going to get in the ring with every single intention of knocking each other’s heads off and putting an end to a feud that’s lasted for months. On the flip side though it gets interesting with the added component that is Parker.

Back at Battle Lines, Parker pinned St-Claire in the ring after he was knocked out by Shark. Essentially Parker stole the victory from Shark and didn’t defeat St-Claire the way a man should defeat another man. To make matters worse Team Mafia ended up winning that night which led to Parker claiming he defeated Shark and that he was better than Shark. All Parker did was manage to get these two men pissed off at him and got them gunning for him now which isn’t a good thing for him.

With these three men having issues with each other and the Undisputed Championship being on the line. It’s pretty much anyone’s ball game and then when you add O’Shea and Jones into it. You’re bound to get a match that’s full of chaos and bound to get a match where no one can really pick who will or who won’t win. One thing is for sure about this match though and that’s the fact it’ll be a match that goes down in the history books of NLWF.

Either James Shark will do what some say is impossible for him to do and somehow manage to retain the championship, or somehow someway someone else will defeat Shark along with the others to stake claim to the championship. That’s without a doubt going to be a match that everyone needs to see because the winner will without a doubt deserve it. Be sure to tune in this Tuesday to watch it all unfold live at King of the Throne.

∆ MY TIME IS COMING
-- scene one --

From the point it was announce that Miguel St-Claire would be in the ring with James Shark and Parker at King of the Throne. St-Claire had found himself in the gym for hours on in preparing for said match. It’s meant that he’s neglected his girlfriend more than usual, thankfully she was the type to understand. With that being said Adriana found herself walking down the steps of their basement inside their home to find St-Claire hard at work.

He had his earbuds in as he leaned back against the bench press and proceeded to lift the weights up off the bar going right into his reps. For a second or two Adrianna stood there taking the time to admire her counterpart. Oddly enough she found him that much more attractive when he was working up a sweat. Once he had finished those few reps. He put the bar down and sat up there on the weight bench clueless to her even being there.

ADRIANA RIVERA: “Babe.”

He couldn’t hear her due to the heavy metal that was playing through his earbuds. She shook her head a bit with a smile as she took a couple steps closer to him but was out of his view so therefore when she attempted to call for him a second time. It’d end up being a bit of a fail.

ADRIANA RIVERA: “Sweetheart.”

Nothing as one could expect which led to her taking another step forward and getting right next to his ears. She grabbed a hold of the earbugs and pulled them out of his ears real quick like as she shouted loud enough that it would startler him and catch him off guard for just the moment.

ADRIANA RIVERA: “Hey, I’m talking to you!”

MIGUEL ST-CLAIRE: “Damn babe… trying to make me go deaf or what?”

ADRIANA RIVERA: “If out all the times I have screamed in your ear, you’ve gone this long without going deaf. I think you’ll be alright. Anyway, are you going to be done any time soon?”

MIGUEL ST-CLAIRE: “No, I just started this work out. Why what’s up?”

ADRIANA RIVERA: “My dad’s in town, he wanted to take us to dinner.”

MIGUEL ST-CLAIRE: “Ah damn, I’m sorry babe. I’d go if I could but King of the Throne is right around the corner. I need to make sure I’m ready. My time is coming I can sense it.”

He nodded his head just a tad bit as he truly believed that. After all he was one of the few rookies to come into NLWF and get the type of exposure he has. He is one of the few that’s manage to land himself in a spot where he is one of the biggest names on the roster at this current moment.

MIGUEL ST-CLAIRE: “C’mon on don’t give me that look.”

ADRIANA RIVERA: “I am by far one of the most patient girlfriends in the world. I’m someone that stands behind you and your goals. I understand how big of a match this is for you, but you’ve really failed to take care of your boyfriend duties as of late. On top of that I feel you are pushing yourself a little too hard baby.”

MIGUEL ST-CLAIRE: “I need to push myself too hard though Adriana. I have a lot going on right now. I’ve got people that are rooting against me. I got people that think I don’t have what it takes to beat Shark. People don’t think I have what it takes to hold my own against Parker. No one believes that I have what it takes to ever become the Undisputed Champion. Therefore I have to push myself hard. I have to make sure I’m a hundred percent ready.”

ADRIANA RIVERA: “I understand all of that boo, I really do. But let’s be real shall we? Do you really care what people think or what they have to say? Better yet do you see Shark pushing himself this hard?”

MIGUEL ST-CLAIRE: “No, I don’t care what people think or say, and hell no Shark isn’t pushing himself this hard. Hell, I’m willing to bet he isn’t even training for this match. He doesn’t have any respect for me in the first place so therefore he doesn’t see me as a threat and with not seeing me as a threat that means he doesn’t give a flying fuck about this match. He doesn’t think I have what it takes to win. He’s basically sleeping on me and while he’s doing that he’s fucking up. That’s where I need to step it up and keeping stepping it up that way I can make him look stupid when we get in the ring together.”

ADRIANA RIVERA: “Okay fine bad example. Do you see Parker pushing himself this hard for one match?”

MIGUEL ST-CLAIRE: “Are you kidding me right now? Of course he isn’t pushing this hard for this match. I am willing to bet the cocksucker hasn’t even found the inside of a gym before. His gym is a little bottle and a fucking needle in which he injects himself. Once again just gives me a reason to push harder because it means he isn’t trying and he isn’t worried about the match. I need to make sure I am. It’s like this babe, I have to go hard or I need to stay the fuck at home. I don’t plan on staying at home.”

ADRIANA RIVERA: “No one is saying you have to stay at home. I am just saying that I think it is best that you slow down a little bit. Last thing you need is to overwork yourself and then when the match actually goes down. You’ve worked yourself to the point that you can’t keep yourself in the match. Excuse me for being someone that was looking for your best interest. Maybe I should just keep to myself from now on.”

MIGUEL ST-CLAIRE: “C’mon now you know that’s not what I was saying. I love the fact you look out for me. I love that you are wanting what’s best for me, but in this particular situation I think I know what’s best for me.”

He was as determined as one person could get and therefore he was going to push himself like he had never done before. It might not be needed to some but to him it was the only option he had. When he looked over at Adriana he could see her standing there with her bottom lip stuck out and the most heartbreaking pout featured. At that point he sighed a little bit.

MIGUEL ST-CLAIRE: “You know I can’t say no when you do that. It’s quite the cheating tactic.”

ADRIANA RIVERA: “No one said that I aimed to play fair, and if it gets me my way every single time. Why not go ahead and go with something that’s a for sure thing?”

MIGUEL ST-CLAIRE: “One of these days I am going to figure out something that’s going to gain me an automatic win with you, and when I do figure that out. I assure you I’ll use it against you every single chance I get.”

ADRIANA RIVERA: “You haven’t figured it out in the amount of time we’ve been together, and it’s been a while. I don’t think you’ll ever figure it out. So, anyway you said you’re going to do to dinner with us right?”

MIGUEL ST-CLAIRE: “Yeah, I’ll go with you. I’m telling you right now though, tomorrow is going to be an entire day filled with me down here busting my ass since I’m having to skip this work out now. Don’t even think about pulling me away from it. Do I make myself perfectly clear missy?”

ADRIANA RIVERA: “You know I don’t exactly respond very well to orders right handsome? I tell you what though, I’ll take it into consideration. You give me what I want now and give e enough attention when we get home tonight. Then maybe just maybe I’ll take into consideration that I won’t bother you or disturb you doing your work out tomorrow.”

MIGUEL ST-CLAIRE: “Always one to have some kind of ace up your sleeve, and there’s always more to it than what you originally lead on… but that’s fine you’ll get your way for now and tonight, but rest assured I’m getting my work out in tomorrow. Now let’s hurry up and get upstairs so I can show. Last thing we need is your dad on my ass because we’re late.”

With that being said he pushed himself up off the bench and wrapped his arm around her as the two of them started to walk up the stairs back towards the main part of their houses. Adriana got what she wanted when she wanted it when it came to him but in a matter of days he was going to have what he wanted and what he wanted more than anything right now was to be the Undisputed Champion. It’ll be all a matter of time till it happened.

∆ THE CROWN WILL BE MINE
-- the shoot --

February 16th, 2013 - Valentine’s Day Inferno

The night I made my debut to No Limits and the night that I put a few people on notice. That’s the very night that I started the very long road to get to where I am right here and right now. From the moment I walked into this company I made it clear that I was doing to do anything and everything I possibly could to become one of the biggest stars this federation has ever seen. It is the same goal that I have had this entire time.

On that night I knocked out a couple jokes and landed myself in the huge gauntlet that took place. Once I found myself standing in the ring with the Undipusted Champion: James Shark. That’s when I realized just how legit this company was. Now I’m man enough to admit that Shark knocked me the fuck out. He knocked me on my ass. He put me in my place but that didn’t mean I was going to like it. It didn’t mean I was just going to take it. Hell nah, I was going to come back strong and I’d get my redemption.

March 2nd, 2013 - Dangerous By Design

By this time I was fired up and I knew what I needed to do. I knew what I wanted to do and I knew who I was gunning for. I showed up for the scheduled fight I had. I knocked out Damien Young with ease and then I went what I like to call Shark Hunting. I did what few men or women want to do. I called Shark out. I let it be known I wanted him in the ring. I let it be known I wasn’t afraid of him like he wanted me to be. I let it be known I wouldn’t back down like he wanted either.

I vowed that one day I was going to get that knock out back. Sure as one would expect Shark didn’t take me seriously. He did what he does best. He talked a bunch of shit on twitter – because honestly that’s all he’s good for. He’s like a 18 year old kid. Always tweeting someone starting drama. He wants to make you believe he’s a hard ass but it’s kind of hard to believe when he’s busy being a laptop gangsta behind the keys. I’m just waiting for him to talk about CONTROL ALT DELETING someone one day. I’ll laugh my ass off if he goes that retarded.

Granted when it comes to getting things done in the ring I’ll give him credit. He can actually pry himself away from the twitter account and handle business in the ring. I just believe the trash talk and the immaturity of Shark is him doing his best to get inside the head of people and defeat them mentally. Sadly for him I don’t engage in his little twitter wars. I don’t believe in being an immature prick. I would never let him get inside my head and that’s what bothers him the most despite him denying it.

March 16th, 2013 - Battle Lines

No doubt about it on this night the Battle Lines were drawn. I found myself on the opposite side of the ring with Shark. Granted it still wasn’t that one on one I wanted but it was a chance to face him none the less. Per usual it was the same shit with Shark. The trash talk, the being immature, and the fact he mocked me in the ring claiming that my punches didn’t do shit. There was even a point in that match where he gave me a free shot and you damn right I took it.

That free shot I took damn near knocked the son of a bitch out of his shoes and he’ll deny it, but if it wasn’t for Brooklyn being the black cunt that she is and can’t decide rather she loves the dude or she hates the dude. If it wasn’t for her saving him Shark would have suffered a loss thanks to me. None the less this is where things get interesting and this is where things began to piss me the hell off. Shark got me once again. I won’t lie about it. He rung my bell with a punch and while it should have been him to eliminate me. It wasn’t… instead it was Parker.

He picked up the scraps literally out of nowhere. Parker had no business pinning me. He had no business getting involved in a situation that had nothing to do with him. But because Team Mafia picked him, he decided to be a cheating little bitch and wait to the most opportunist of moments to pick up a victory over me one that he didn’t deserve. It got even worse than that when Team Mafia went on to actually win the match because that’s when Parker got out of control and started getting stupid.

Because then he began to claim he beat James Shark. As much as I dislike Shark, Parker had no right to make those claims. In all reality Parker did nothing aside from sign his death warrant. Not only with me but Shark as well, I honestly don’t think he realizes just how much hot water he is in but before long he’s going to realize it. Because before long he’s going to find himself standing in the ring with the two of us – unless he bitches out which seems to be the likely case here.

March 30th, 2013 - Warrior Games

By the time Warrior Games had rolled around I had enough. I was sick of getting knocked around by Shark. I was sick of Parker’s mouth. I headed into that event to make a statement. I was going to make sure that I was heard. I was going to put every single person I came in contact with on notice and sure enough that’s what I did. It started when I decided to throw some hands at Parker. I rocked him a bit but the big bastard is big so it wasn’t easy for him to go down. None the less I did what I had to do and that’s all that matters to me. Besides I was waiting to make a bigger statement at the end of the night.

Because that’s where Shark versus Carter was taking place and as one could imagine it was another episode of “As The World Turns” type shit with all the drama. Both talked shit about fucking the other up but when the match actually came along neither one of them wanted to fight. It just showed that Shark had feelings. It showed he had emotion and it showed that he didn’t have the ability to close out when there was something on the line against someone that he was connected too. That told me that Shark had a weakness and it showed me he wasn’t half the fighter he claimed to be.

And seeing as the two were shitting all over the main event, seeing as the two decided to disrespect NLWF by not giving people the fight they wanted to see. I took matters into my own hands while Shark was preoccupied with Parker. I walked down to that ring and I knocked Brooklyn the fuck out. I sent the message loud and clear to Shark. His fucking face was priceless. He looked like he was going to cry and rip my head off all at the same time due to me putting his boo in her place… which was on her back. Something I’m sure a lot of people have experienced with her. Not just Sharky, something tells me dude has had a bunch of other guy’s sloppy seconds but I mean if that’s what he likes I won’t judge.

April 30, 2013 - King of the Throne

All of that leads us up to this very event that’s set to take place on the 30th of this month. Myself, Shark, and Parker will find ourselves in the ring competing alongside Aaron O’Shea and Hostyle Jones. Oddly enough Shark’s Undisputed Championship will be on the line and I think for the first time ever Shark might actually be at odds here. Granted I’m not worried about O’Shea. I’m not worried about Jones. Those are two men that aren’t going to make a different in the match. They won’t make an impact. They aren’t important as far as I am concerned. This match and that championship will come down to just the three of us and it rightfully should come down to us.

PARKER

Let’s go ahead and just get this out the way. I understand that you think you are kind of a big deal. I understand that you’ve had the ass-bandits in IWF kiss your ass and make it seem like you were something special, but truth is you aren’t. You’re nothing more than an overgrown bastard that gets fucked in the ass by Corey Casey. I know that you’ve been to a couple of other promotions like PDW, but let’s be real shall we? You sucked dick over there. Much like you suck dick over here. Anywhere outside of IWF, you don’t stand a chance and to be quite hones your biggest claim to fame since being here is winning at Battle Lines.

Had Team Mafia never added you to that team you wouldn’t have be running your mouth. You wouldn’t have gotten that bullshit victory over me. You wouldn’t be running around here claiming that you beat Shark. Instead, you’d be lost in the shadows somewhere and yes that’s also a black joke. It’s all good though Parker, because now you’re going to get what’s coming to you. Now you’re going to have your eyes peeled wide open. You’re going to see for the first time in your life that you aren’t shit. You’ve never been shit. You will never be shit… that’s of course if you actually bother to show up because from what I’m hearing you’re off being a bitch about shit.

It seems that something that has nothing to do with you has gotten you all pissed off. Seems no one is fond of the fact that the Chuck Matthews Streak has come to an end. It seems that you and everyone else in IWF is having a meltdown because their leader has fallen. Now you want to try and take the win away from Harris, you of all people said he didn’t deserve it and that it was handed to him. What the fuck do you call what you did at Battle Lines? On top of all of that you’re now trying to get out of the match because NLWF is biased… C’mon on nigga stop with the bullshit. You know damn well that’s not the case. Just seems to me you realized you bit off a little more than you can chew when it comes to Shark and I, based on that you are trying to run away like a little bitch so you don’t get what’s coming your way.

If that’s the way you want to be Parker then be that way. Show the entire world why you are nothing more than a punk bitch. Show the world a little more why no one should take you seriously. Give people a little more reason to talk shit about you and to make fun of you. Because that’s all anyone has ever done in any promotion aside from IWF. We all knew you were a joke when you started walking around with the Dwayne Johnson-The Rock persona and referring to yourself person. We all knew you were a joke when you started tweeting random ass non-sense. We all knew you were a joke when you showed us you couldn’t cut a promo to save your fucking life. Not to mention you can’t wrestle your way out of a wet paper bag. Don’t show up, I don’t care. It doesn’t make me look bad. It doesn’t affect me in the least bit.

But I do want you to keep this in mind and I want you to keep it in your mind for a long time. If you ever decide to show your face around here. If you ever decide to come back. If you ever decide to step foot inside the No Limits ring again. You can bet your ass that I’ll be there waiting for you. You can bet your ass that I’m going to climb right in that ring with you and you can bet your ass that I’m going to make you feel the power of the punch when I knock you the hell out. I will see to it that you personally get what’s coming your way and I’ll make you regret the decision to ever come back. So my advice to you Parker is this, if you are bitching out. If you are leaving then I suggest that you go ahead and stay away. It’s what’s best for you because next time I won’t allow you to walk away. I’ll make sure you get carried away, bitch.

JAMES SHARK

I’m going to go ahead and say what everyone seems to be afraid to say when it comes to you. You’re an immature little bitch. You aren’t nearly as good as people claim you are or people hype you up to be. Sure, I’ll admit that you are a legit fighter. I’ll admit you’re one bad motherfucker but you aren’t that bad. You aren’t that great and you sure as fuck aren’t untouchable like you seem to claim you are. Every single time we’ve found ourselves in the ring against each other. You’ve defeated me or you’ve knocked me out. That shit officially stops at King of the Throne, I’ve had it with being the door step for you. It took me a while but I finally figured out what makes James Shark tick. I finally figured out his weakness. I finally figured out how to beat the unbeatable.

It starts with taking away the twitter account. I’m not the only one that’s said this and I know I won’t be the last person to say it either. You do most of your damage on twitter. You like to talk a lot and that’s what twitter is all about. Talking, letting people know how the feel, and what not. You take it to the extremes. You hype up your fights and you shit talk your opponents. But that’s not all, I have seen you stalk twitter all day long and pick random ass fights with random ass people. You like to get people to fight then join in on the shit that has nothing to do with you where you pick a side and just start going in on someone. It’s like you enjoy drama and you enjoy bullshit. That shows just how immature you are. You act like you’re a sixteen year old kid with nothing better to do with your life. C’mon man, you’re 24. It’s time to get your shit together and start acting like it.

Take away that twitter account and you don’t have very much left, but it damn sure won’t mean you won’t stoop low. I can see it now. You’re going to talk shit about my girl – seems to be the only thing you can do when someone won’t go back at you and in this case it seems to be the only thing you got on me. I can see you hiring someone to doctor up photos or text messages. I can see you hiring someone to photoshop the shit out of things just to try and get under my skin. Whatcha gonna do have someone photoshop of you and Adrianna together? Not going to work. I know better and I already know your game plan. Are you going to say my girlfriend sent you dirty pics or dirty texts? Maybe you’ll hire someone to doctor that shit up too, again it’ll be a fail because I know better and because I know your game plan.

See that’s just the thing Shark, if you were so damn good you wouldn’t be so damn predictable and you damn sure wouldn’t need to be such an immature little twat. It just shows your insecurities and it just shows that even you yourself know that when you take away the twitter account, you take away the immature bullshit, and you’re left standing on your own to fight without the mind games and what not. You don’t have a fucking chance in hell at survival and sure enough people are going to see that first hand when we find ourselves in the ring together this Tuesday. Now with that being said Sharky, I also figured out your weakness and I figured out what makes you tick. You might not think so but I saw all I needed to see at Warrior Games.

The moment you realized that I knocked Brooklyn out was priceless. You were pissed. You were hurt. You felt bad that you couldn’t protect her. You’re heart pretty much broke and yeah you can try to deny it but we all saw it in your face. It seems when someone goes after what you care about. It seems that when someone goes after who you love. It seems when someone takes the shit to your front door with getting personal. You can’t handle it and that’s where you fucked up. That’s where you have sealed the deal and fucked any chance of you surviving ever again in this business, especially when it comes to facing me. Now I won’t back down. Now I’m not afraid to cross lines with you. I’m not afraid to take the shit to your front door. You did it with me and you’ve done it with others. About damn time someone takes the fight to you like never before and that’s what the fuck I’m going to do.

As much fun as I had crushing Brooklyn’s face, you really should thank me. Had I not done that, had I not knocked her out cold, had I not put the bitch to sleep and put her out flat on her back – then you my friend would have lost that Undisputed Championship. That’s right your bitch would have defeated you and you wouldn’t have seen it coming because you are too blinded by love to do the right thing. You would have been caught off guard and she’d taken that title from you. Sure, you were having fun with the crowd in not wanting to fight and what not but before you left that ring. I guarantee you Brooklyn would have blindsided you, rolled you up, and took that belt away from you. So when you think about it and when you look at the big picture Shark, I saved your ass and I saved your title reign.

I won’t lie though I have my reasons for doing what I did. It wasn’t to save you or anything like that, but it was because I wanted to be selfish. There was no way in hell. No way on God’s green earth that I was going to allow anyone to take the Undisputed Championship off you other than me. That’s right as much as you don’t want to believe it. As much as you disrespect me and as much as you think I’m nothing Shark. The only person that’s going to end your run and your reign as champion is me. It was bound to happen considering everything that’s been said between us and considering everything that’s gone on between us. Once King of the Throne gets here Shark, it’s a wrap for you. There will be no room for error. There will be no room for short comings. Failure isn’t acceptable on this night. From bell to bell, from round to round, all night long if that’s what it takes Shark. I’ll fight you and in the end I’m knocking you the fuck out!

It’s like this gentlemen I came to NLWF with the goal of being the best damn fighter that has ever stepped foot into this company. It is the goal I came here with. It is the goal I stand here with. It’ll be a goal until I have finally accomplished it and done everything I need to do under the house of the No Limits. At King of the Throne, I take my first step towards immortality when I knock each and every single one of you off. I take my step towards immorality when I finally be the great white-big bad Shark that is James Shark. I take that step towards immortality when I leave that night with the Undisputed Championship slung over my shoulder. Because that’s what is destined to happen.

Long story short, the Uncrowned King will finally have his crown!