The Man of Tomorrow

by Alveuss Fri Oct 13, 2017 11:14 am

Retaliation is over, the last show of season 4 of CMV has come to pass and the entire direction of CMV as a whole as well as all it’s superstars are up in the air. In the same barren locker room area as Shane was seen monologuing in before, it’s now Jacob Ziegler sitting with his head looking down to his feet, rubbing his hands together as if trying to warm them up. It’s clear that we’re much later on in the evening this time however, as evidenced by the many beer bottles surrounding an unconscious Shane Scott drooling over himself in the corner of the room. Jacob knows there’s a camera currently focused on him as he slightly lifts his head and burns a hole through the lens with his piercing blue eyes before lowering it again and letting out a deep, pensive sigh.

Jacob Ziegler
Around this exact time one year ago I failed in fighting for a chance to become the Undisputed champion. There were six of us in a chamber, I was the last one to enter, the first one to leave. Do you have any idea what that’s like? How that feels? Then to go following that up with a mistake that would cost me eight whole damn months of my career...

Ziegler slowly shakes his head and clasps his hands together, clearly disappointed in his past self. After a moment he again looks up at the camera briefly before scanning the room around him, the bare brick walls, the empty bottles and of course his partner in crime who was now beginning to snore ever so slightly which could only be heard due to how quiet everything else was.

Jacob Ziegler
People for one reason or another tend to see me as the “man of tomorrow”. Whether competing in Elimination Chambers or Money in the Bank Ladder matches or in random matches with guys such as Divine, I’m the man people expect to walk out as the victor. You put my name on a card with absolutely anyone, that match becomes must watch because that is the star power that I bring. People knew it a year ago and people know it now, as is evident by the fact that tonight I was the co-main event above every single championship match with the exception of the big one, I should be sitting at the peak of this mountain already. So after returning at Absolution only to find that there’s no real room in the big picture due to Schmidty and Divine’s bloated egos taking up all the space, I was once again relegated to playing second fiddle.

Here we are now, the season is at it’s end and we’re all stuck with the dull old sight of good guy Paul Divine on top of the world and when Fusion next rolls around we’re likely to see Schmidty go after him yet again because he thinks he’s on that level too. Now I can’t speak for anyone else except perhaps Shane over there, but that’s not a sight that I want to see yet again. It’s a sight I refuse to see again so right here right now in this dark, smelly room I’m gonna make a promise to everyone who cares enough to listen. Things are going to change around here big time, and we are going to be the ones to usher in that change and trust me, you won’t have to wait long for it. When that change comes, guys like Shane won’t be stuck on the level of someone like Jay Davis, those same old faces on top will be a time of the past and people will no longer be calling me “The man of tomorrow”.

Grunting in the background, Shane starts to stir obviously woken up by the Scotsman. As he tries to pull himself upright he knocks over a beer bottle which wasn’t completely empty, causing the contents to spill out over the floor. Ziegler walks over to him and extends a hand which is accepted and pulls Shane to his feet, not letting go immediately as to make sure Shane doesn’t just stumble and fall over again. Once Shane finds his balance Ziegler releases his grip and begins walking away, beckoning Shane to come too.

Jacob Ziegler
Let’s go Shane, we’ve some work to do.

As Shane tries his best to follow in a straight line, both men walk out of the room leaving the camera to fade to black, closing the season for Pride & Filth.