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Am I worthy of being a leader?; Off Camera
Topic Started: Jan 12 2009, 02:02 AM (69 Views)
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[align=center]Off Camera - Hotel Room in Cincinnati, Ohio
Am I really worthy of being a leader?[/align]

The scene opens up and we see Jay sitting up in bed like if he just had a bad dream. He lets out a groan knowing he should have been asleep right now in preparation for FTWO Destruction, but this feeling is killing him. Getting used to not seeing Scott was going to be a long drawn out process. He opens up his Blackberry phone and looks at the messages again in disappointment. The message was still there staring him in the face, Scott’s brother confirming the news as we finally read what happened. The email reads as follows:

Hey Jay, I’m just checking up on how you’re doing. Good luck with your match tomorrow against Andrew Pearson. I’m sorry to bug you but I just want to confirm what I said earlier today. Seems I forgot to point out the reason why, I got some of my facts wrong. At first I thought it was because of the South, since you know how Scott always goes on about it like if he was a pastor, right? Anyways, it turns out I was wrong and he actually attacked someone from the Ku Klux Klan. I’m surprised it took the police this long to actually hold him down. But I guess it comes down to that age old law, innocent until proven guilty, they just had to find that evidence.

With that investigation going on, I’m going to have to ask you to be the leader. I’m sorry, I know no one under normal circumstances could fill Scott’s shoes but it has to be done. The SCW can’t get away with this disrespect towards the South. If Scott were there with you in Cincy he’d be asking you to keep fighting, man. I know it’s going to be hard, but if you need anything the Southern Alliance will be there for you. Don’t feel like it’s all on you, this is definitely going to be a tough task but I know we’ll be able to survive. In the meantime, I want you to relax, write to me in the morning or phone me letting me know your condition. Please try not to freak out against Pearson, I need you to completely focus on that match so you could reinforce why you’re our leader. Take care.

- Robert Stonewall.


He stares at the message constantly like if he was in a trance. He can’t seem to let it sink in and it’s not allowing him to sleep properly. He kept hoping it wasn’t real and trying to wake up all for him to find it wasn’t a dream, big Scott really was down for the count. He didn’t get why it was so wrong to speak your mind, but he understood it had to be something big for the government to step in. After all, Scott’s Brigade was pretty well known in the South. But he knew better than to question the South at this stage, he had to allow it to sink in that for the first time he had to be an actual leader after being a follower for three long years. He hadn’t just lost a leader, he had lost a teacher, a teacher that was very instrumental into his rise to the main event everywhere.

He lets out a sigh and flicks his Blackberry open once again to check the rest of the messages. As usual there were messages from Jessica and his parents checking on how he was coping with Ma’s death. He had way too much on his mind in so little time, he was thankful to have Red at his side to help him cope with a new role he’s never had. Up until now, he took for granted all of Scott’s teachings assuming that he would always be there. Now he felt bad for not having paid more attention to him in his UHW days. Scott got him this far, whether he likes to admit it or not, and now he had to swallow the bitter truth.


I don’t really get it, what made Scott think I was even worthy of being a leader? Red has way more experience than me, he must have had a hidden motive. God damn it, I wish I knew what that motive is. I wish George was here right now, but I’m betting anything he’ll follow him knowing how close they are. Why did I have to be an asshole to him when all he was doing was helping me? It’s not like I can rewrite the history books, what’s done is done. Karma is a bitch and now I have to replace the man I used to take for granted. Am I really capable of carrying this heavy cross on my shoulder while he’s gone?

He places the phone back in is duffel bag and looks down into the ground in frustration. This was consuming him more than anyone could imagine, thank God that Stacey wasn’t seeing this or else she’d be ratting it out to Alex by now. They enjoyed poking fun at Scott and being hypocrites in general. He couldn’t let this continue to haunt him, it’s like he had no other choice. It’s not like he could say no to Robert, then he’d end up looking like an asshole once again when the team needed him. He knew how to run a business but to have to replace a man he looked up to? This isn’t the way he wanted to step up, it had to be a mirage, please let it be.

The message keeps playing on his mind continuously as he brings his hands up to grab his hair. It was only the first day and already it was driving him crazy. He wished Scott would hurry up so that he could move on with his other commitments. Was this going to cost him being able to be successful anywhere else? At this pace, it surely does look that way unless Jay finds a way to calm down. Not even Eric was able to after three separate trips to his hotel room. He was pretty sure that by time the show started he wouldn’t get a wink of sleep. Something had to be done, but what?


God, why me? Just when I’m starting to achieve success in this business the door starts opening and it’s from the wrong person. Although I’m happy to get my first chance at being noticed, I didn’t want it to come at the expense of Scott. How the hell am I supposed to fill that? Simple, I can’t. Scott is a first ballot hall of famer the instant he decides to hang them up, I’d be an idiot to think I can sniff that. Maybe Pearson was right, maybe I spent way too much time as a puppet. What is this, my third year and my first year as the leader? I can’t understand why the government has to suck but if it has to happen, I will make Scott proud of carry the torch of the South. I don’t really want to but does it look like I have a choice? I’m surrounded by people that I don’t even know, yet Scott was the glue. He was the man that everyone could walk up to and say I’m here because of him. Not many are able to say that, but in this instance it’s true.

It’s true, when Jay first moved to the South he was really ashamed of mentioning it in the public. After all, when you turn on the TV, the radio, or even check the computer, there’s stereotypes everywhere depicting them to be idiots. The lower class scum of the earth, Scott opened his eyes to that and showed him a reason to stand up and let his voice be heard. When Scott first found him in UHW, Jay was content with just speaking his mind about the flaws the company had and a way to save it. Now, Scott had created an unexpected leader and one that may surprise several people in the SCW if he was able to get his thoughts straightened out.

Whatever the case may be, I’m sure Scott wouldn’t want me sitting here freaking out. I really need to call Red and let him know what happened, but I guess that’ll have to wait till after the FTWO show. I just can’t wait to get my ass to South Carolina, I have a lot to say to Red about this. With my luck, he probably will know by then. After all, I’m usually the last one to know these damn things. As if losing to Ciara wasn’t enough, now I have to put up with losing my best friend to the law, just great. Here’s to having better luck next week, I couldn’t even win a damn match this week outside of SCW. Maybe it was karma being a bitch and warning me about this day, I don’t know…what I do know is that Scott’s presence will be deeply missed. Hopefully he texts me back tomorrow, he’s getting me nervous about how all this actually came about.

He tries to go back to bed but is seen still not being able to sleep. Hopefully things turn around in time for his match against Stacy, or else we’re definitely in for a very long night.
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