I Disapprove of Being Kicked In The Head (Yang)

[MindTrick]

*The Tokyo Dome. Vendetta.

The pyrotechnics go off, explosions and fire galore, to kick off the Overload PPV of Vendetta, live from the Tokyo Dome. Approximately 40,000 Japanese XWA fans jump and scream and go crazy for the action to begin, for the show to start. A single spotlight focuses into the middle of the ring where Kyle Nobbs is standing. He has a red bruise on the side of his face and is holding his ribs with one hand, a microphone in the other. As the fans' craziness begins to subside, he raises the mic to his lips.*

"I honestly don't know how many of you in the crowd can understand the words coming out of my mouth at this moment. But like all people, I know you can understand feelings. So what I'm gonna do is show you a video clip, and tell you how I feel about it. Simple enough?"

*Nobbs points to the jumbotron to show the aforementioned clip. His most recent match on Overload. The ending specifically, where he got kicked in the face, knocked unconscious... By Brian Yang.*

"As you can all see, Brian Yang kicked me in the skull. As much as I would have liked to continue the match, the referee put a stop to it, unfairly. I could still go. Spirals could still go. The match should not have been stopped. But regardless of the circumstances, the match came to an end.

However, that doesn't mean I'm done with you, Yang! Because you see, Yang, I'm pretty pissed off!

That kick of yours is deadly. I'll admit it. You're one hell of a competitor Yang, and you've got the skills to go anywhere. But you've shown recklessness and a disregard for your coworkers' safety with that kick to the head. Contrary to popular belief, the goal of pro wrestling isn't to murder your opponent, it's to beat him for a three count. Just a three count!

*Nobbs pauses for a moment to plaster on his trademark smirk.*

"Until certain circumstances come into play. Certain stipulations I mean.

If that's how you wanna play, Yang, I have no problem! If you wanna go around trying to knock your opponents' heads off their skulls, go for it! But I'm taking that one kick personal! And I'm challenging you to a rematch where anything goes!

You wanna knock me out, Brian Yang? Try it again. I'm challenging you to a Last Man Standing match!"

*Nobbs walks to the side of the ring, leaning on the ropes and staring up the ramp waiting for Yang to come out with a response.*

[sion]

As his music hits the PA system, Yang emerges from backstage with a satisfied look on his face. The words spoken from Knobbs where like music to his ears. With a mic of his own in hand, he stands atop the stage and speaks his response.

Seems to me that I did more then kick you senseless last week. I may have rattled a few screws in that pea-sized head of yours. You're challenging me...ME...to a last man standing match? Me? The most dangerous striker in XWA? The pound for pound best wrestler on the planet? You're either real brave, or real stupid. I'm personally thinking it's the later of the two. You see, that's the reason why I've become one of the premiere talents in the sport, and you're still trying to resurrect your failing career. I'm willing to do anything to win. And I do mean ANYTHING. Any joker can get pinned. The best of the best get pinned. But the greats...the legends...the true elites, we leave our mark on our opponents. A lot like the one I left on the side of your noggin there. *heh heh heh* You can't say I didn't warn you, fella. You're the one who decided you wanted to stick your nose into my business with that other chump Spirals. And needless to say, you paid the price for it. Sometimes it pays to keep your mouth shut, and pick your battles wisely. Problem for you is you picked a battle you've got no chance of winning.

Yang smirks as the fans continue to boo him.

Let's look at this match up here for a moment. Take a look at what you bring to the dance. What skill set you have, then compare it to me. That's like comparing the Japanese National Soccer Team to Brazil's. It's such a one-side confrontation that watching it would almost be like witnessing a public execution.

The Japanese fans where none to pleased at the dig on their national team, who failed to make the World Cup earlier this year.

But here you stand, letting pride get the better of you, challenging me to a match that you damn well know you have no chance in blue hell of beating me in. The gist of a last man standing match is to incapacitate the opponent for a count of 10. That's the only way to win. Last week, it took a good 15 seconds and some smelling salts to wake you up after I sprayed your brains across the ring. If I could do that to you with another chump in the ring with us, and standard rules in effect, what makes you think I can't do the same or better against you when my focus is solely steamrolling you, and there are no rules? I think after tonight Knobbs, you should really think about a career change. Because I'll be sending you to early retirement from wrestling in that ring. And if I don't end your career by way of major concussion, I'll do my part to embarrass you so severely that you'll never show your face in XWA again.

[MindTrick]

"You very well might be, pound for pound, the best wrestler on the planet. You very well might be the best striker in XWA. But there's one thing you aren't.

You aren't me.

Do you have any idea what I've put my body through in my "failing career?" I've been put through tables, I've been tossed off of ladders, I've suffered broken ribs, concussions, and other injuries too numerous to name! And then what happened? I came back!

Why did I come back? Because this is what I love to do. And if you're threatening my livelihood, if you're trying to take away the one thing I love more than anything in my life, if you HONESTLY THINK you have a chance of taking me OUT of the game, you've got another thing coming!

The difference between me and you, Yang, is heart. You can take this body I've got, you can beat it up, you can tear it up, you can throw it through the grinder... but I'll be back. Kick my skull into the cheap seats way up high in the balcony! A nice souvenir for the fans, eh? That won't stop me. Cut me up like mince meat with your deadly strikes, cut me to ribbons. That won't stop me. As long as I've got these fans behind me - "

*Kyle points to the fans in the Tokyo Dome, who erupt in a rousing chorus of cheers.*

"As long as these people here are behind me, I won't lose."

[sion]

A shrill smirk befalls the face of Brian Yang as he readies his reply.

Heart? You're joking, right? Tell me you're not serious. Then again, don't. Cuz' I can see by that glimmer in your eye you actually buy the crap you just said. Heart in this sport is a nice thing to have. But it's not even a fraction of what it takes to be a success. Heart only gets you so far. Skill, determination, the will to win and a killer instinct is what gets you to the top of the heap. I would know. Even without the No Limits Title around my waist, I'm still the best Junior Heavyweight on the planet. And why is that? Because I finish what I start. I leave no doubt in the mind of the man I'm facing that he got beat by the best in the biz. Just like I plan on doing to you, Knobbsy. I'm glad that you pride yourself on being able to take one hell of an ass kicking. Because the ass kicking I have in store for you is going to be monumental on a biblical scale. It's gonna be cataloged in the annuls of history as the worst recorded ass kicking in televised history. Scientists are going to be able to take accounts from what I do to you into researching how much physical punishment the human body can withstand. Tonight, you learn a valuable lesson...

...never get on a dragon's bad side. It tends to be bad for ones health.

[MindTrick]

*Nobbs smirks again.*

"I'm glad you mentioned getting on the bad side of dragons... You see, I'm an avid fantasy reader. You know, Harry Potter, The Forgotten Realms, The Lord of the Rings... And what you just said brought me back to a very special moment in my life. Let's see if you know the story, eh?

You see, once upon a time in a hole in the ground there lived a hobbit. He never did anything unexpected until, one day, an old man sent him into the company of a few oddball dwarves. The mission of this adventure was to do exactly what you mentioned - get on the bad side of a dragon. You know what happened to that particular dragon, Yang? He got killed, shot in the heart by a black arrow and plummeted into a lake.

You know what happened to that calm, cool, unexpecting hobbit? He was changed for life by his adventure, and he lived happily after, until the end of his days.

The point of my story isn't necessarily that I will get the victory in this match. Honestly, I don't care if I win or lose, as far as the record books go. Either way, I win. Because no matter the outcome of the match, these fans here will still support me. And, win or lose, I'll earn your respect in this match, and you just might earn mine."