John Ojeda vs Nikki Blade

[PWXonline]

Main Event
Champion vs Champion Match
Non-Title
John Ojeda vs Nikki Blade

Deadline: 3-11-14 at Midnight CST


Story: This match up doesn't really come as a surprise to anyone. Once again, Mr. Executive, Brian Hollywood, is up to his usual antics. This week, PWX Champion, John Ojeda, has been pit against Hybrid Champion, Nikki Blade. This one is definitely a double edged sword for any viewing on the outside of this story. A champion vs champion match is always entertaining to watch, but this one is not for the faint of heart. Ojeda and Blade, who are obviously more than just really close friends, have been put against each other in their recent actions against The Establishment. Ojeda, who had a small part in The Establishment's tag team tournament loss, will have to answer for those actions when he fights Nikki Blade. Blade has always been the supporting advocate to Ojeda in his quest to make Mr. Hollywood's life a living hell, and this time, is paying for it. Everyone could probably guess that Mr. Hollywood is the only one laughing at this set up. How will this match go down? Can Ojeda really fight Blade under any circumstance? Or has Mr. Hollywood finally found the weak point that may lead to Ojeda's downfall?

[nikkiblade]

It's a clear Sunday morning and Nikki Blade, after coming off a huge win over Jason Richards...retaining her Next Generations Title...thought it would be a good idea to take a ride on her new motorcycle that John surprised her with a few weeks ago. She is heading down the road and makes a quick turn to the ramp onto the highway and speeds off into the distance...It takes her a few hours to get to the destination that she wants and stops at the entrance..she looks up and over the entrance was an arch from one side of the road to the other on iron. Two stone pillars on either side as she reads the sign...Holy Cross Cemetary. She takes a breath then revs the motor and heads inside.

After driving around a bit she pulls off to the side of the road and shuts the motor off. Lifting up the helmet she tosses her red hair to the side getting it away from her face and she puts the helmet on the handlebar of the bike. She takes a moment to look around, listen to the soft wind blowing...the birds singing in the trees..it's so peaceful here. She looks over at a newly placed headstone and reaches around into the side bag on her bike and pulls out a bunch of flowers and gets off the bike. She walks slowly over to the plot, crotching down a bit and takes her finger tips and moves them slowly over the name on the headstone.

"John Blade" Beloved husband and father.

She takes a moment to sit there and then lays the flowers down next to the headstone.

"Guess I'm the last person you ever thought would come to see you here. The way things were left between the two of us and then at your funeral...i'm sorry that it happened, guess I let it all get to me and then when I saw her there...sitting next to mom...well. You know..."

She takes a moment...looking around the cemetery then bringing her focus back to his name.

"Dad, I wan't you to know that...guess I never really thanked you for a lot of things. Bet you can see where all the training and stuff has gotten me. I just wish you were here with me to celebrate this. I mean, if it wasn't for you and Uncle Steve...all those times we were playing around in the ring in the barn you made...who would of thought huh? Your little girl would be holding a title...A title I owe all to you. It's crazy you know dad...I know I went down the wrong road at first and I guess I thank God that you and mom never found out what I was doing but now you know...and I hope your not disappointed in the path I chose. I know you wanted so much more for me but I couldn't see it, I couldn't see it past all the hate I had for her Dad...but you couldn't see either. You and mom...always pampering Ashley..always making sure she was taking care of and happy....in that time you forgot about the most important thing. Me...everything that I did Dad..trying to get you and mom to see me and show you how hard I was trying to outshine her...it didn't work. Cause you still held her on the top of a pedestal...I was trying so hard and you didnt even see me...So it's why I left, not that you and mom missed me or not...."

She takes another moment, wiping a tear from her eye..."They did miss you...." Nikki turns around and sees her cousin Ashley standing behind her. The last person she intended on seeing here. "If you would of given them the chance, you would of known that."

Nikki stands up and doesn't say a word to her and walks to her bike. "That's it Nikki, just run away, it's what your good at! Amazing you lasted this long in PWX, cause I know from experience that it's a place that expects the best."

She stops and turns, looking at Ashley. "What do you care anyway? You have a homing beacon on me or something? I can't even come see my father without you showing up and trying to get in the way."

"It's his birthday, did you think I wouldn't show up or something? i owe him a lot, him and your mother..."

"Listen, you got everything you wanted including my parents love so why not just cut to the chase Ashley...tell me what a horrible daughter I was or that I never appreciated anything they gave me or learned anything that they tried to teach me...why not say you were the best and you got everything handed to you! I don't need this from you, not today and especially not here. I got better things to do then sit here and listen to another Ashley Graves lecture. So save it ok?"

Ashley sighs and just looks at Nikki. "Why does it have to be like this? We're family...you have no one Nikki you alienated everyone including your parents...they were only doing what they felt was right...I never asked for it. You and me...Nikki I could teach you so much. I've been watching you in that ring. Your amazing. John's done so much with you. He's a great person to show you the ropes. He's helped me when I needed it."

"Yea I heard how he helped you ....helped you to turn on your husband and gave him a chair shot...I saw the match. Not that I blame you..Josh is annoying...especially when he starts to lecture me...god you both are so meant for each other...your both annoying as hell."

Ashley laughs a bit, and Nikki cracks a bit of a smile. "Yea well...what can I say." She pauses a moment. "I saw your match for this weeks show...Hollywood has you pitted against John...bet that isn't sitting too well with either of you."

Nikki leans up against her bike, crossing her arms. "It is what it is...Hollywood is in a pissing contest with John, trying to show just who's boss...he can't beat John in the ring so he's got to show his power...figure putting us up against one another is going to hurt us but its not. It's a job, I train with him every day, be just like training but for real."

Ashley walks closer to her. "I've been in that ring with him, trust me...it's very real. He's going to put a hurting on you like you have never felt in your life and your right it is just business but business is booming in PWX and John is the Champion, he's got the image you know to uphold and if he takes it easy on you..."

"He won't...I won't let him. Even if I have to make him give me his all..." She stops for a moment, thinking of just how bad it could get in that ring against him. "Not like I haven't been in the ring against a guy before...or out of the ring...I can take it...brusies heel..." He grabs her helmet and looks at the white wings painted on the side.

"They do...listen...if you ever..."

"I won't....just cause we talked today doesn' mean a family reunion ok? I appreciate you coming here and what ever but don't see something that isn't there ok? I got to go..." She puts her helmet on and Ashley backs up as Nikki starts the bike up and rev's the motor and then speeds off down the road.

~*~*~*~*Video Blog~*~*~*~

"Ok...this seems really strange talking to you on here when your just in the other room taking a shower but I guess it has to be done being that Hollywood thought it would be a great match to put us up against one another...orrrr, he's just being a real asshole and figures pitting us up against one another is going to put a wedge between us. If anything, it's going to make us stronger. Do I think that this match is going to be brutal? Probably, I wouldn't want you to hold back anything and I'm sure you wouldn't want me to either. Not the first time you faced off against a Blade now is it? That match you had against Ashley, I watched it. Parts were hard to watch but at the same time I kinda enjoyed watching you beat the crap out of her. John...I know you have to do what you have to do, your the world champion, this is business not personal. I can take it just as the next guy, or girl. But what Hollywood doesn't seem to get is that no matter what he plans, what he does or says, nothing is going to make me go against you. My loyalty is to you and you only so I say bring this match on...we will give him a fight. He wants to see us tear each other a part...he wants to see one of us hurt and I'm sure it's going to be me, what ever sick twisted feeling it gives him who knows but I won't back down. I haven't yet and I am not about to start now."

She re positions herself on the bed looking over her shoulder at the bathroom then back at the computer.

"Hollywood...your a sick bastard. Can't get over on John, things aren't going according to your ultimate plan so you want to hurt people. I get it, basically sending the lamb to slaughter. If that is what helps you sleep at night then by all means, don't let me stand in your way. I will look you dead in the eyes Hollywood and tell you to kiss my lilly white ass, cause your a peice of garbage. The whole PWX universe knows it and I bet you know it too. But you enjoy the power, you enjoy making people suffer. Everyone else might kiss up to you but not me, I don't give a rats ass what you say...or who you put me up against. Hell it could be a handicap match and I still wouldn't give you the satisfaction of being scared. Every power hungry man in history has met his match and soon the day will come when you will meet yours, even though I think you already did. Pisses you off that you can't beat him doesn't it? John's got your number Hollywood, you know it...I know it and the fans know it and it pisses you off...(She starts to laugh). So this match is going to happen, no doubt about that but no matter who wins, like I said most likely it will be John but I know one thing Holly wood, you still will be the loser...You think just cause your the boss you can make people do what you want and have no one stand up to your bullshit? Well SCREW YOU HOLLYWOOD!!! I don't play by your rules and neither does John and come Tuesday night your going to witness it first hand!"

"Hey babe, who are you talking to?" Yells John from the other room.

"Nothing, just talking back to the television...want some company in the shower?" She smiles as she logs off the comp.

"Get your sexy ass in here, before all the hot water is gone."

She rolls off the bed and heads into the bathroom, the sound of her giggling and the water running as the scene slowly fades.


~*~*~*~Unexpected Visitor~*~*~*~*


The scene opens up at the arena in Alberta where Nikki is in the locker room a few hours before the show is to air. She has her foot up on a chair, bending over lacing up her boot. The door swings open and a familiar voice is heard as he watches the very beautiful red head bending over.

Michael Everett: Honey...I'm Home!!!

Michael grins as he walks into the locker room. Closing the door behind him as he pretends to be in one of those sitcoms. Seinfeld like as the crowd roars in his head for his dramatic entrance.

Michael Everett: Hello my dear Nikki, have you missed me?

She looks over her shoulder back at him, putting her foot down on the floor and turns to face him.

Nikki Blade: What in the world are you doing here? It's not like Canada is just across town. Don't you have a wife to be home with?

Michael Everett: Of course I do. My Destiny loves me very much and I'm sure she is waiting for my arrival. But I told her that I had a very important meeting to be at and while you might think I lied to her, you would be mistaken. I do have a meeting and it would be with my Nikki.

Nikki Blade: Your Nikki? Last time I checked your name wasn't tattoo'd on my ass.

She turns from him and walks over to her bag, taking out her title and laying it on the bench.

Nikki Blade: You got 15 minutes, I have to get ready for my match..

Michael Everett: A match you say? And may I ask Nikki who you have a match against?

He sits down, crossing his arms as he looks up at her.

Nikki smirks a bit and sits across from him.

Nikki Blade: Who are you kidding Michael? You know damn well who I have a match against. I'm sure it's why your out here. So come out with it, you don't want me to be in that ring against him right?

Michael Everett: I'm worried about you Nikki. I mean I'm sure it sounds silly and you might not believe me. But the fact of the matter is, I'm concerned about you. Your a fighter, your one of the best women in this business but this match...I think its best that you tell them that you won't be wrestling and move on.

Nikki laughs

Nikki Blade: You think I should walk away? Is that what your telling me? Michael, I've never walked away from a fight. I don't care who is in the other corner. Hollywood is trying to make a statement, putting me and John up against one another. I'm not going to give him what he wants. He wants one of us to quit, he wants one of us to not follow through. It won't be me...

Her stubbornness and strong will was always a turn on to him. He admired it too, even if it was going to get her into a mess.

Nikki Blade: Don't worry about me. I can take care of myself...I've been doing it since I was 17...

Michael Everett: Your right you have. We both know your past and while I"m sure I don't know everything...i do know enough. But this doesn't have to happen and I worry about what the outcome will be.

He moves across the room and now sits next to her. Looking at her with a half hearted concern on his face.

Michael Everett: For your average wrestler Ojeda wouldn't be a problem. I mean I certainly wouldn't be worried about him. But I worry that he will hurt you and thats not something I want for you

Nikki Blade: John isn't going to hurt me ok? It's business Michael...surely you can appreciate that. How many times have you gotten into a match against Ashley or that Match against Summer...you wanted to hurt them. You wanted to win that match, what makes this so different? Growing a heart on me or something Michael? This is a different side of you..

Michael Everett: What can I say, thats the kind of man I am. The caring, loving individual that is Michael Everett. Because while I did have thos matches, someone always got hurt in the end and lets not forget that those matches were against people that I didn't exactly care for. Whats going to happen when you two get in the ring, if he hurts you physically. If he attacks you mentally. What happens if you hurt him. I mean how can anyone survive that kind of match without their being some kind of cause and effect that comes out of it

Nikki Blade: John and I will be fine. Michael, I'm sure you didn't come all this way to say you don't want to see John hurt, cause lets face it. You don't like him. You don't think me and him are right for each other.

She looks over at him, placing her hand on his thigh.

Nikki Blade: If I get hurt, it is what it is. It's all part of the business. If I'm afraid to get hurt then I'm in the wrong line of work. Woudln't you say so?

Michael Everett: Perhaps, but it shouldn't have to come to this. You might think your being forced. You might think your making a statement but what kind of statement does it say about him. That he isn't doing something to get out of this match. I mean...if you were with me. I would make sure you were never in a position you didn't want to be in...

She stands up and turns in front of him, crossing her arms. He can tell she's about to go a little hell cat on him and he sits back and waits for it.

Nikki Blade: If I was with you...is that what you think about? Your making John out to be some kind of monster and you don't even know him...I understand him, you don't Michael and who's to say he isn't doing all he can? I'm sure the last thing he wants to do is be in that ring, looking across at me in the corner. God!! Your just like the others Michael. You see me standing here, I got a set of breasts and not balls and all of a sudden everyone has to go all knight in shining armor on me. I can take care of myself!

Michael Everett: I know you can Nikki, thats why you deserve better. Someone who will fight with you....not fight against you like appears to be the case this week. Someone who can stand next to you, not something who is a down grade from you. I just want to help Nikki, to be there for you, to care for you. Is that so wrong?

Nikki Blade: So you think John is below me? Don't you realize that I learned everything in this business from him? He taught me to be ruthless..to not back down to never give up. Yea I learned a lot from you too Michael but this match is going to happen reguardless of what you think, or I think or anyone thinks. This is Hollywood's way of throwing his power around. He might not like the outcome.

Michael Everett: Well I hope you know what your doing Nikki because I believe this is a mistake and I'm always right. So if you decide to change your mind, do some soul searching or perhaps just want something better in your life. You know I would be more than happy to assist you..in any way possible...

Nikki Blade: In any way possible huh? Still trying to get what you can't have Michael? What is it about me that gets your blood moving hmmm? Is it the former life I once lived...or is it the mystery of having a woman as strong willed as I am?

She smirks a bit, turning her back to him.

Michael Everett: What can I say. I just know what I want...and if you were honest with yourself Nikki, you'd know what you really want to

She looks back at him, flashing her beautiful eyes at him, eyes that he can't help but stare deeply into.

Nikki Blade: I am honest with myself...I've always gone after exactly what I want, when I want. Once upon a time Michael who knows what would of happened, but for me...John is everything and more, than I need. What can I say...he turns me on Michael...gets my little engine revving...you know how it is don't you?

Michael Everett: If you say so Nikki, but just don't say i didnt warn you and I tried to stop this from happening. but I can see that perhaps im wasting my time.

Nikki Blade: If what you say is true I will be the first one to say you were right, but your wrong this time Michael...Im sorry. The heart wants what the heart wants.

Michael stands up, shaking his head as he starts to head towards to door.

Michael Everett: Than I wish you the best of luck Nikki. I can't say I'm not disappointed but I suppose everyone will see what happens this week and I will be one of them

Nikki Blade: Going to be in the crowd?

Michael Everett: Psshhh I wouldn't be seen anywhere near these disgusting fans or this terrible company. But I will be watching at home though and if you need me after the show, you'll know where to find me.

Nikki Blade: I told you...I can take care of myself. Nothing is going to happen so you wasted your time.

Michael Everett: Very well...than I suppose I'll be going. Best of luck Nikki, I mean it

Nikki Blade: Thanks...

She watches as he gives her one last look of concern then opens the door and leaves the room as the scene fades.

[wrath]

(OOC: It's been a rough week with the 8 and a half month pregnant wife. She's been a royal pain in my ass. I'm not no-showing, I just suck this week. I'm mad tired between work and her. My apologies to everyone on the roster for having an off week.)

Podcast 046: Nope

You want me to get at my baby girl?

You can eat a bag of dicks Brian. The whole bag. Eat it. Eat the dicks, eat the wrapper they come in, and eat the fucking bag the clerk puts them in when you’re done buying your bag of dicks to eat. I fucking hate you. Do you really think I’m going out there and laying hands on my ol’ lady. Do you really think you’re going to make me commit domestic violence? Not happening. So instead of me bad mouthing my girl, how bout we talk shit about you. You’re a faggot. You’re a tool. You think you’ve got the upper hand, but you’re slowly starting to lose everything you’ve been working for. You’re slowly starting to lose your grip on the company that you claim control of. It’s all starting to fall apart around you Brian. You damn near have a full on roster mutiny on your hands. You and your butt buddy Zion go on running around and trying to make people’s lives miserable, but the one thing you guys both seem to end up doing in the process is making yourselves miserable.

You’re not making me miserable. I’m pretty fucking amused. I mean, this little stunt was cute. Not in the least bit unexpected. Because you’re both ass clowns. You think I give a fuck what you try to do to me Brian. I’m always a step ahead of you. I’m always right there in front of you before you can do things Brian. Why? Because we came up at the same time, brother. Don’t you remember, all those nights riding up and down the road together. Don’t you remember all those long nights at the bar, wheeling and dealing? We sure did a lot of limo riding and jet flying together and I learned a lot about you Brian. I got inside your head and learned the way you thought about the world, and now I see what you’re going to do before you do it. And that’s bad for you Brian. That’s bad for Darin. You know what it’s good for though. Pro Wrestling X. Brian, that’s what this has always been about to me. It’s about the legacy of this company. And I’m not going to let your arrogant corporate ways piss on what all of us made special. We’ve never been about profits or suits and ties. We’ve always been the counter culture and you’re pushing us in that corporate direction. And we’re not having it, Nixon. We’re fighting back, because we’re not weak pussy hippies. War is the answer Brian.

You wanted a war Brian, you got it. You’ve tried a lot of low stuff. You’ve sent Schmied after me. You’ve come after me yourself. You’ve sent Troy Stone to try and take me out. But no, you had to go and get personal, and now it’s going to get very personal between you and I. Because I know how to bother you and hurt you the most. You don’t care about other people, you don’t care about the fans. That leaves money. And we know you were quite upset when I went and spread your wealth around to the lucky fans that were in attendance a couple of weeks ago. So I’m going to do everything I can do to make sure you and your money live a very paranoid, unpleasant life together Brian. I’m going to make sure that you’re sleeping on top of a safe. I’m going to make sure that you’re cost tons of money. And when you’re running out of cash and you don’t know what you’re going to do… I’ll be there to give you a rope Brian. Because I want you to go fucking hang yourself. I want you to show the world who you really are. I want you broken in so many ways that I’ve lost count of them all.

So from me to you Brain. Fuck you, fuck your mom, fuck your mom’s mom, fuck your daddy, fuck your best friend, fuck your boyfriend, fuck your stupid little dog, fuck your limo, fuck your office, fuck your bank account, fuck your gardener, your butler, your personal trainer, the bitch that gives you your latte in the morning, fuck that homeless guy that hangs out by the offices that you get fifty cent hummers from, and most of all, fuck your entire existence. I hate you Brain. I really truly do. So fuck talking. I’m sick of talking. I just…

I hope someone finds you dead in an alley with your hand down Eric Bichoff’s pants.