A New Awakening

A New Awakening

Posted on May 24, 2023 at 5:42 pm by Zach Kostoff

Waking up in another bed, another town is always weird. The nice feel of your own bed makes for a better sleep. But, when you make this your career you get used to this quick.

Inside of his room, he sits on the edge of the bed. His hair hangs down in his face. The kid lets out a sigh as he gets upright. Making his way across the room, he pulls back the curtains to look outside. Normally he would want to go poolside and get some sun. Not today, today he seems more intent on staying secluded from the world.

He shrugs and lets the curtains fall. He slowly makes his way over to the fridge that is in his room and takes out a bottle of water. Taking the lid off, he takes a long drink before setting the bottle down.


Zach: Well, the time is running short. I do want to say sorry about not being as available as others have been. Alot going on in the head and sometimes, life gets in the way.


Zach: That being said, I have to address the wild card match and the possible shot at War Games.


He takes another drink from the bottle of water.


Zach: I guess when I said I need to be more like my dad, I guess I have to take the attitude of I don’t give a fuck about either match.


Zach: If I win and move on, cool. If I don’t, cool. I guess raking the mindset like that is more healthy than worrying where my ranking is here. I mean what does a ranking do? Does the check not clear?


He shakes his head.


Zach: And too be clear, I don’t need the money. When my dad was alive, he did well in HOW and his other ventures. That got left to me. So, like my dad this is being done for fun.


Zach: I went to Lee and asked for a shot, and for some reason if you ask for a shot people assume you are broke. I don’t know why, maybe it is because I that itch to get into a ring and fight.


Zach: So now, now I have the opportunity to get in and fight. Like I said, the whole being nice and milie mouthed got me nowhere so far. So let’s kick it up a notch like pop did and make my presence known here.


He finishes off the bottle of water and clears his throat.


Zach: War Games is going to be a fun experience because it is gonna be a fight. A fight that I haven’t had the chance to be a part of yet. Til now.


Zach: And now, this is what I need. Can I win? Of course I can. Can I lose? Of course I can. Win or lose, folks will remember that I was in there fighting. This is my test, and I plan to pass.


He walks to a dresser and grabs a pair of jeans and a t shirt out. Tossing them on the bed, he frowns and nods his head.


Zach: I know I should be more over the top and all that shit. I should tell a long tale about this that and the other thing. But see, I can’t do that. I mean after a while it just gets to be so fucking stupid. For fuck’s sake,just get to the point and shut up.


Zach: Fucking hell, some of these mother fuckers just go on and on and on…Jesus I can’t do that shit.


Zach: Look, at the end of the day the shit will end the way it should.


He shrugs his shoulders.


Zach: It is what it is, I’ll see you fuckers soon enough.


He walks into the bathroom and turns on the shower. The sounds of water hitting the shower door is heard as the scene fades to black.