My Greatest Achievement

My Greatest Achievement

Posted on December 27, 2023 at 2:18 pm by John Sektor

It was Christmas day and Sektor had been training intensely all week for the gauntlet match. He had been pushing his body harder and harder, hitting the proverbial ‘wall’ and smashing through it because he knew this match was going to be a war of attrition. He had been in the best physical condition that he could ever remember being in throughout his career, but he needed to be even better if he hoped to make it to the end.

It was yet another family holiday that he was spending entirely alone. He was currently wearing an elevation training mask, hooked up to machines and computers as he ran at a firm pace on a tread mill. The mask he wore was restricting the air flow and oxygen supplied to his lungs, depriving his muscles from necessary oxygen they needed to convert into energy. He was preparing his body for the acid test of the gauntlet, training it to operate at lower levels of oxygen.

The dream he had still weighed heavily on his mind.

The dark figure, his own reflection, had left Sektor reeling with confusion and doubt. As he continued his intense training session, the dream kept replaying in his mind, haunting him like a ghost. He couldn’t shake the feeling that there was a deeper meaning behind it all.

With each step on the treadmill, Sektor pushed himself further, sweat pouring down his face. The machines beeped and whirred, monitoring his heart rate and oxygen levels. He had always been a fighter, but this gauntlet match was unlike anything he had ever faced. It was more than just physical strength; it was a battle against his inner demons.

As the miles ticked by, Sektor’s mind drifted back to his daughter Chloe. Her soul trapped in some mysterious realm by an unseen force, he couldn’t bear the thought of losing her forever. The weight of responsibility bore down on him like an anchor around his neck.

With determination burning in his eyes, Sektor ripped off the elevation training mask and collapsed onto the floor, gasping for air. He looked up at the machines and computers, his mind racing with thoughts of the gauntlet match and his daughter’s fate. In that moment, he made a decision. He would not let the darkness defeat him, nor would he let it control his life any longer. He would face it head-on and fight for the thing that mattered most: his family.

With renewed purpose, Sektor began to train with a newfound intensity, pushing his body to its absolute limits. He spent hours each day practising new techniques, perfecting his fighting style, and studying every aspect of the gauntlet match. He knew that if he was going to save his daughter, he had to be the best he could possibly be.

As the days passed, Sektor’s physical strength and mental fortitude grew. He became more focused than ever before, his mind set on one goal: to conquer his own darkness and bring Chloe back home. He immersed himself in rigorous training, pushing himself beyond his limits, knowing that time was running out.

The dream replayed over and over but one phrase, spoken by the dark shadow of himself, haunted him:

“You did well to keep both of your eyes all of these years..”

He thought about all of the HOW veterans who don the eye patch to conceal the mangled eye socket caused by the infamous bottom line pen of Lee Best. So many eyes taken by that pen over the decades, yet he managed to keep both of his.

It was because he had never crossed Lee Best. He had always stayed loyal and done as he was told. But now, as Sektor prepared for the gauntlet match, he couldn’t help but wonder if his loyalty had come at too high a cost. The darkness within him had festered and grown, consuming him from within. Was it time to break free from the chains of his past, to confront not only his own reflection but also the man who held so much power over his life?

How could he? Lee had been so good to him. Stood by him through the darkest times in his life. No, he thought. His problems were his own and only he himself was to blame.

The humidity weighed heavily on his skin as he stood, the sweat pouring down his face and body. His muscles burned from hours of training, but he refused to stop. Suddenly, a loud bang echoed through the entrance of the academy, causing him to jerk his head in its direction. Squinting through the dim light, he struggled to make out any figures in the darkness of the training center.

But then, he heard it – the soft sound of footsteps coming towards him. A spark of hope ignited in his chest, wishing for it to be Chloe, his daughter, finally coming back to reconcile with him. But as the figure got closer, his heart sank – it wasn’t her. Instead, it was Eve, his apprentice.

Confusion clouded his mind as he wondered why she was here on Christmas day of all days. His narrowed eyes searched for any clue or reason for her unexpected presence.

Eve?” he asked, almost doubting his own senses at that point.

Eve gave a two fingered solute to her mentor and smiled.

“Reporting for duty!”

“Why are you here? It’s Christmas day,” he exclaimed.

Eve lifted an eyebrow, a look of confusion crossing her face.

“To train?”

“Eve,” he chuckled, shaking his head. “I appreciate your dedication. But you should be spending this holiday with your family.”

“It’s okay,” she assured him. “As you said, I have to be ready to make big sacrifices if I want to succeed. That’s exactly what I’m doing. It’s just one day and my family will understand.”

Sektor couldn’t help but admire the girl’s determination. She reminded him of himself when he was young and ambitious. That’s what he needed to be. He had trained too long, lived with too much fear and uncertainty. It was time to throw off the chains and seize his destiny.

But he had already made his sacrifices, and was now realising that many had been unecessary. His dream had taught him that to live a full life you had to find balance, not cut out all of the people who love you for the sake of making it as a champion.

“Look, kid,” he sighed, struggling to think of the words to say to her. “I’m not great at admitting when I am wrong. But I wouldn’t be a good teacher if I didn’t learn from my mistakes and pass on that wisdom to you.”

Eve looked at him attentively, her eyes filled with curiosity and anticipation. Sektor took a deep breath, his voice filled with sincerity as he continued, “Training is important, but so is balance. Life isn’t just about sacrifice and pushing yourself to the limit. It’s about finding joy and meaning in the moments that matter most.”

Eve’s brows furrowed slightly, a hint of confusion crossing her face.

“But Master Sektor, isn’t becoming the best wrestler in the world worth sacrificing everything for?”

Sektor smiled gently, placing a hand on Eve’s shoulder.

“Being the best is a noble goal, but it shouldn’t come at the expense of everything else that makes life worth living. Family, friendship… these are the things that give us strength and purpose. Without them, even the greatest victories can feel hollow.”

Eve pondered his words for a moment, her eyes searching his face for understanding. Slowly, a realisation dawned upon her young face.

“You should go,” he instructed. “Go be with your family.”

“You sure?” she asked hesitantly, still wondering if this was a test.

“Get out of here before I change my mind!”

Her face lit up as he said this and she found herself running towards him and throwing her arms around him, squeezing the life out of him. Sektor awkwardly grimaced but allowed her a brief moment before pushing her away.

“Alright, alright,” he laughed. “Now get!”

“Merry Christmas, John,” she smiled making her exit from the academy.

Sektor watched her leave with a heavy heart, seeing so much of his own daughter, or what he had hoped she had grown up to be.

“Merry Christmas, kid-“

His heart ached and he felt uncomfortable. For a moment he identified with the Grinch, like his heart had just grown two sizes bigger after years and years of shrinking with anger and hatred.

Sektor took a deep breath, feeling a warmth spreading through his chest. He realised in that moment that his journey to save Chloe wasn’t just about fighting the darkness within himself; it was about finding the light and love that had been buried beneath it all these years.

As the echoes of Eve’s departure faded, he stood alone in the training centre, surrounded by the remnants of his past. The machines and computers seemed to hum with anticipation, as if they knew that Sektor was on the brink of a monumental change.

Sektor walked towards the center of the training room, his footsteps echoing through the empty space. He paused for a moment, taking in the familiar sights and sounds that had become his sanctuary over the years. The walls adorned with posters of past heroes, the ring where he had honed his skills, and the mirrors that had reflected his every move.

But now, as he stared at his reflection in one of those mirrors, he saw a different man looking back at him. A man no longer shackled by his past or consumed by his own darkness. He saw a man who was ready to face his fears head-on and fight for what truly mattered.

With newfound determination coursing through his veins, Sektor felt a surge of energy surmounting within him. He raised his fists and began to shadowbox, each punch and kick releasing the pent-up frustration and anger that had plagued him for so long.

As he moved gracefully across the training room floor, Sektor envisioned himself in the upcoming gauntlet match, facing opponent after opponent with unwavering confidence and conviction. He saw himself effortlessly dodging attacks and launching powerful strikes, his training and experience melding together into a seamless display of skill.

The intensity in his eyes burned brightly as he pushed himself harder, faster, and stronger. The familiar burn of exhaustion tingled in his muscles, but he refused to let it hold him back. He had spent years preparing for this moment, sacrificing so much along the way. Now, it was time to reap the rewards.

But as the sweat dripped down his face and soaked into his training attire, a sense of clarity washed over him. It wasn’t just about winning the match or proving himself to Lee Best anymore. It was about reclaiming his identity and finding redemption for all the pain he had caused.

He had been so laser-focused on becoming the best wrestler that he had lost sight of what truly mattered. Family, friendship, love… these were the things that had given him the strength to endure and persevere. They were the things worth fighting for, not just championships and accolades.

With each powerful strike, Sektor let go of the anger and resentment that had fueled him for so long. He embraced a new purpose, one that went beyond personal glory. He would use his skills and experience to inspire others, to show them that there was more to life than just winning matches.

As he continued to train, his mind wandered back to Chloe. He hoped that one day, she would be able to see the change in him, to understand that he had become a better man. But he also knew that his redemption couldn’t be dependent on her acceptance. It had to come from within.

 

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So it’s Christmas time and the end of the year is upon us. For most people this is a time of sharing love and making memories with your family, and being thankful for what you have. It is also a time of personal reflection. 

Usually I wouldn’t care about any of that shit. This Christmas holiday is supposed to be like any other for the Gold Standard, a training camp period for ICONIC. Reflection? I do that every day. 

This year is different. I’m feeling a change inside myself that I don’t fully understand but I feel that change is inevitable. I fear change. I’m human, we all fear change because it creates a sense of the unknown and we fear the unknown. This Gauntlet at Iconic captures that perfectly. For me there is so much unknown in this match and so much uncertainty that I couldn’t have asked for a greater challenge to defend my championship if I tried. 

So let’s begin with, who I guess, is the biggest unknown entity in this match for me:

Kenneth…D…Williams.

Yes, hermano. I’m talking about you, you little clout chasing bitch. A no-mark little shit stain from sVo looking to make a name for himself by sucker punching the HOTv champion live on HOTV. I bet it felt good didn’t it? Standing in our ring with your foot on my chest. You must have felt like such a baller, man. 

And then you go live the following week and announce that you accepted my challenge and will be entering the Gauntlet. Well you know what, man? Good for you. I admire that. You sniffed out an opportunity for you and your little cronies in Generation:Joint to get some clout and you took it. Now I have an added duty to defend the honour and reputation of High Octane Wrestling by ensuring that the HOTv championship doesn’t fall into the hands of a lesser company. I’ll be flying the HOW flag in this Gauntlet, just like I always do and if I bleed it’ll be #97red mother fucker.

Now, I’m not going to confirm or deny whether the attack on you and your boys at Showdown was mine or HOW’s doing. But rest assured, when I exact my vengeance for what you did to me? You’ll fucking know it! Make no mistake about it, I will make sure you are looking me in the eyes and smelling my stinking breath as you realise that you just got outclassed and outwrestled by the greatest fucking wrestler on the planet. Then, maybe you will understand why you are where you are and why I am, where I am. 

But before I can get to Kenneth there is another obstacle I must overcome to ensure that I can get to him. It seems the game has changed, as is often the case with the moving parts that is the machine of HOW. Now we have four men entering the Gauntlet before me and fighting through one another for the vacant LSD championship. 

Jace Parker Davidson will kick off the Gauntlet against the only remaining Final Alliance member who I can remotely trust. Steve Solex. The winner of that goes to face Jackson Cooley, another relatively unknown entity to me but someone who carries a credible threat. Followed up by the man, who for a long time in our prestige history carried the LSD championship division:

Scottywood.

Now all four of you boys are more than capable of making it to me. Since we are in Vegas I’m going to make a wager that it’ll end up being Jace. No offence to the rest of you, it’s nothing personal and I wish you all good luck. But I bet with my head not with my heart and my money is on Jace. 

Jace, you and I have never seen I to I but we were never going to. You only have one eye because for majority of your HOW career you have opposed Lee Best and refused to fall in line with his regime. Whereas I have always been a loyal soldier and done as I am told. 

I’m not going to lie, Jace, I’m relieved that I will be squaring off with you whilst I’m still fresh. You will have had to endure Solex, Cooley and Scottywood. I know how hard at least two out of three of those men hit and so do you. My hope is that they will have done the lion share of the work needed to grind you down so that all I have to do is finish you off before I begin my own acid test. 

I’m not delusional either. I know you’ll still find the heart and strength deep down inside to throw everything you have at me, and I wouldn’t have it any other way. After all, just like myself and Mike Best, you have the opportunity to finish this year as the number one ranked wrestler if the results go your way. We are both entering this Gauntlet with the same dreams and ambitions but for only one of us can they come true. 

The Gauntlet is upon us and it’s time for the machine to start churning. Jace, you’re a tough son of a bitch, and I know you’re going to put up a fight. You’ve been in this game for a long time, and you’ve seen your fair share of blood, sweat, and tears. But let’s be real, you know as well as I do that this is my game.

You might have the scars from your battles with Lee Best and the Final Alliance, but I’ve been fighting for High Octane Wrestling since the beginning. I’ve been through it all – the losses, the victories, the struggles, the glory. And I’ve always come out on top.

I’m not going to sugarcoat it, Jace. I don’t like you. You’re a pain in the ass, you’re obstinate,and you’re always trying to be the hero. But you know what? I admire your determination and your refusal to give up, even when the odds are stacked against you. That’s the kind of spirit that I respect.

I don’t know what you’re fighting for, Jace, but I know that I’m fighting for something much bigger than myself. I’m fighting for the legacy of High Octane Wrestling, for the respect and admiration of my fellow wrestlers, and for the love and forgiveness of those I’ve hurt along the way.

And when I face you in the Gauntlet, I’m going to give you everything I have. I’m going to push you to your limits, and I’m going to make sure you understand that I’m not just some mindless soldier following a path laid out for me.

I’m John-Fucking-Sektor, and I’m a motherfucker of a force to be reckoned with. So, come at me, Jace. Test my limits, push my boundaries. I won’t back down, I won’t give in. I’ll fight for what I believe in, and I’ll fight until I can’t fight anymore. Because that’s what makes me, me – that’s what makes me the greatest wrestler on this planet. And I’ll prove it to you, to him, and to the world. So bring it on, Jace. Let’s see who’s left standing when the Gauntlet is over.

I might be wasting my breath of Jace here. Matches like these often cause upsets so maybe it’ll be one of the other three who I meet first. But the tactics won’t change, because that’s the whole concept of this match. It doesn’t matter who’s stood in front of me, the whole point is that I line them up and knock them down!

LINE-EM-UP!

I’m not one to usually discuss my game plan but for a match like this it needs to be simple:

I’m going to have fun!

I have no idea how this is going to pan out for me so I’m just going to make sure that I enjoy it and do everything I can to succeed. This match was designed for me to showcase just who John Sektor is and that is a fucking wrestling machine. I’m carrying the flag for HOW and I’m carrying the responsibility of defending my championship. I don’t need to put any more pressure on myself so I’m just going to enter that stadium and have some fucking fun!

My focus is not on defending the HOTv Championship, but on the path that led me here. I’ve let anger and resentment consume me, and it’s time to break free from the chains of my past. This Gauntlet is my opportunity for change, for redemption, and for a chance to challenge Kenneth Williams’ and JPD’s of the world  and show them what High Octane Wrestling is truly about.

Now, before I wrap things up and begin the final preparations for this ICONIC Gauntlet, there is one more person, who isn’t a part of this match. My daughter:

CHLOE.

Baby-girl, I don’t even know if you are hearing me right now. Chances are that you’re not. After all, I’ve been a shitty excuse for a father and nothing more than a ghost to you for the majority of your life. 

But that’s about to change. I’m going to prove to you, and everyone else, that I am capable of being the father you deserve. You’ve heard the stories, little one, of your dad being the king of the wrestling ring, but I want you to see it for yourself. I want you to witness me standing tall and victorious at the end of the Gauntlet, with the HOTv and, maybe even the vacant LSD championship in my hands.

So, on December 20th I am inviting you to the Allegiant stadium in Vegas. There will be a front row seat booked for you at ringside, because if you can find forgiveness in your heart I want you to be there to see what your old mans been up to all of these years and why he has never been around. 

This is  Sin-City, Chloe. But you are listening to a desperately sorry father wishing and hoping that his little girl sits in that seat on December 30th and forgives him for all his sins. Because I am truly and deeply sorry for causing you so much suffering and pain,just so that I could achieve my dreams and stand in that ring.

Win or lose, I just hope that when I look through the ropes that there isn’t a vacant seat staring back at me. Watching me wrestle won’t be just about entertainment; it’ll be about father and daughter reconnecting, and proving to each other that we’re worth something, that we’re stronger than the mistakes we’ve made.

This is your time now, sweetheart. At ICONIC? I want to show the entire world..

..my greatest achievement.