Nuke’em

Nuke’em

Posted on April 24, 2024 at 4:59 am by John Sektor

2 weeks ago, before Hanson Vs Sektor..

 

Sektor’s gaze sharpened as he took in Eve’s petrified expression. He knew he had to get his mind right, not only for her sake but for the sake of the wrestling world that was depending on him. He took a deep breath, trying to calm the storm inside him, and then addressed Eve once more.

 

“Eve, I want you to listen to me very carefully. There’s no one else in the world who would fight like I do, who would push themselves to their limits and beyond. It’s that same determination and resilience that has allowed me to become the champion I am today.” He paused, looking into the young girl’s eyes, trying to make her understand. “But it also means I can’t afford to show weakness, not even to those I care about. Because in this business, if you show any sign of weakness, they’ll use it against you.”

 

Eve stared at him, still shaking but also seemingly understanding the gravity of his words.

 

“I’m sorry,” she finally whispered, her voice barely audible. “I didn’t mean to doubt you. I just…I care about you, and I don’t want to see you get hurt.”

 

Sektor’s grip on her arm tightened, but not in anger. “Eve, you’re right. I shouldn’t have taken it out on you. But I have to do my job, and I have to do it right. I have people who rely on me, people who look up to me. I can’t lose, not now.”

 

Eve nodded, tears streaming down her face as she found herself caught between fear and admiration for her mentor. She knew he was right, and that he had to keep going.

 

“All right,” she said, trying to keep her voice steady. “I won’t doubt you again. And I’ll be here, cheering for you every step of the way.”

 

Sektor gave her a warm smile, one that she hadn’t seen in a while, and then glanced at Chloe. Her eyes were not wet with tears like Eve’s, but instead burning with anger. It was like looking in the mirror. She remained between he and Eve like a shield, protecting her adopted big sister.

 

He let out a short sigh, knowing that he was going to hack his work cut out trying to make things right with her.

 

“One day kid, you’ll understand,” he vaguely began to explain, narrowing his eyes at her.

 

“She’s your friend!” she snapped, her small chest heaving up and down with adrenaline.

 

With that he released Eve’s arm and stepped back.

 

“Now let’s get one thing clear,” he began sternly. “Eve is my apprentice, not my friend. I have to draw a line and make sure we have professional boundaries and Eve understands that,” he continued, looking to Eve. “Don’t you?”

 

Eve nodded nervously, but the look in her eyes was more of hurt than anything else.

 

“That’s crap!”

 

Chloe, it’s okay, your Dad’s right – “

 

“No he’s not! You’re his friend! You’ve been his only friend ever since I got here and if he keeps treating his friends like this he isn’t going to have any!”

 

Sektor looked down at the floor, feeling a tug of guilt at what he’d just said. He knew he had to be a mentor to Eve, not a friend, and that boundaries were important. But he also understood the importance of having friends, people who could support you through the tough times.

 

He decided to squat down in front of his daughter so that he was at her eye level and not towering above her.

 

“Chloe, there’s some things you need to understand about me and about this business,” he began, scratching an itch on his eye that wasn’t there to begin with. “I’m trying to be a better father to you, and I will keep trying. But when it comes to wrestling? I’m not a nice person. I can’t be nice. This is the world I live in now, and it’s a dog-eat-dog world. I have to be tough and ruthless. It’s not personal, it’s just the way it is. I wish I could tell you differently, but until you’re out there, until you’ve felt the weight of the world on your shoulders, you won’t understand. All I ask is for you to have faith in me, and to know that when I’m in the ring, I’m doing this for us. For you! And for everyone who believes in me. I can’t let my emotions get in the way, but that doesn’t mean I don’t care.”

 

As Sektor finished speaking, Chloe’s eyes were beginning to redden and look swollen as she was struggling to fight back the tears. However, the fire and spirit in her genes meant that she was still unrelenting. She crossed her arms over her chest and glared at him, her voice quivering with anger.

 

“You’re right,” she spat. “I’ll never understand. I’ll never know what it’s like to be in your shoes, to have to make those hard decisions. But you know what, John? I’ll never be the kind of person who can just throw someone else under the bus, just to save themselves. I’ll never be the kind of person who can forget a friend, or a loved one, just to win a match.”

 

Sektor’s jaw hung open as he was taken aback by how wise she sounded.

 

Sektor shook his head slowly, his expression softening. “Chloe, you don’t have to be like me. You don’t have to be a wrestler if you don’t want to. You can be anything you want to be, and I’ll support you no matter what.”

 

Chloe snorted, wiping her tears away with the back of her hand. “And you know what else, Dad? I’ve seen the way you’ve treated your so-called friends. You’ve thrown them away like they were nothing, left them to pick up the pieces when things got tough. I’m not going to let you do that to Eve. She’s my friend too, and she deserves better than that.”

 

Sektor sighed, his shoulders slumping in defeat. “Chloe, you don’t understand. This isn’t just about Eve. It’s about the whole wrestling business. It’s a cutthroat world, and there are no guarantees. I have to be ruthless to survive, to protect my family, to give you a chance at a better life than I had.”

 

Chloe shook her head vehemently. “Well, if that’s true, then you need to be better than that. You need to set a better example for her, show her that she doesn’t have to sacrifice her friends to succeed. And you need to start with yourself.”

 

Sektor’s face hardened once again.

 

“You and I live in different worlds right now, Chloe. You have no idea what my world is like. To survive in my world? You have to be ruthless.”

 

Chloe’s voice rose in a fierce, unwavering tone. “Well, then maybe I don’t want to make it in this world. I don’t want to be like you, Dad. I want to be better than that.”

 

Sektor looked down at the canvas and laughed as he felt some sense of irony.

 

She spends years living with the fucking Manson family and is lecturing ME on my morality..”

 

Whilst he mumbled it under his breath, the ears of his daughter caught every word as he eyes tightened a touch harder.

 

“You can say what you want about them,” she growled. “But at least they knew what friendship was. What it mean to have allies. What it meant to be a family!”

 

His eyes shot towards her, not in anger, but in shock as she found the right button to press. He was silenced. He had no come back or response. She had in many ways defeated him as he watched her rise to her feet. She stood as tall as she could, now looking down on her father with a scathing expression.

 

“You’re gonna die a lonely man..”

 

And with that, Chloe stormed off, leaving Sektor feeling like a shattered glass. He had never seen his daughter like this before. Her words had struck a chord deep within him, and he knew that he had to make some difficult decisions.

 

“I’ll go after her,” Eve said, nervously looking at her mentor for validation.

 

He gave her an expressionless nod as he watched her follow after Chloe. Sektor knew that he had to make a choice. He could either continue down the path of ruthlessness and isolation, or he could try to change his ways and become the kind of person his daughter wanted him to be. The weight of Chloe’s words hung heavy in the air, and Sektor knew that he couldn’t go on as he had been.

 

Sektor hated his father for never listening to him. Was he destined to make the same mistake? Or was Chloe right? Of course she was. You can’t win a war on your own. He felt a sense of fear, but also a sense of hope. He knew that it was going to be a difficult journey to change his ways, but he was willing to try. He had to. For his daughter. For himself. For the person he knew he could be.

 

 

As he stood, staring out at the empty training room, he could think of only one man in wrestling who he could even possibly begin to trust and call a friend –

 

-Steve Solex.

 

———————-

 

Lee heard us..

 

The all seeing, all hearing, God of wrestling was omnipotent as always and watched as you and I came together two weeks ago and forged an alliance within the Final Alliance.

 

As we clasped our hands together and swore our allegiance and trust to one another he heard me say four very powerful words:

 

“It stays with us!”

 

Granted, fighting you straight after we made our agreement and forged our allegiance wasn’t exactly what I had in mind. Great way to start a friendship, right?

 

But the more I thought about it, the more it makes sense. This is how it should be. The Best Alliance holds all the titles and defends them against each other to ensure that they stay in the Best Alliance. This is more than just that. Honestly, hermano, there is no other person in this business who I would rather defend this championship against.

 

Ever since I began this historic HOTv title reign, I have always swore that the day I lose this championship? Will be to somebody who not only deserves it, but will continue to build on what I have created as champion.

 

Steve, and I mean this sincerely, I one hundred percent believe that you are the only one deserving of that honour. And if I do have to lose? Then there is no other man or woman that I would rather pass this belt to. I would be disappointed, of course, but there would be no hard feelings. I know that two real men went to war and that the best man on that night won. Just like at March to Glory. I will even present the title to you myself and shake your hand.

 

Having said that –

 

Whilst I can imagine myself losing and handing over the title to you? I can’t accept it.

 

You were better than me at March to Glory. That’s a fact. An unfortunate one for me but a fact and bitter pill I had to swallow. I can look for excuses like my knee being bust up, or that I chose the wrong man to apply the stretch to? Or I can even blame my decision for choosing to have that moment with you, because ultimately that’s what cost me.

 

The fatal four way and the LBI was your win. I’m not trying to take that away from you. But I do look at my mistakes and, losing, for me personally was a mistake.

 

You know me Steve. I don’t accept mistakes. I fix them. Now, on April 26th I have an opportunity to fix another one. That match is in the past and this is an entirely different battleground we’re stepping into. This isn’t the same environment as March to Glory. This is one on one with John, Fucking, Sektor. The Gold Standard. The wrestling machine, with his HOTv championship on the line. A championship that I am prepared to die trying to defend.

 

You’re a war veteran. You still live out those days on the battlefield in your mind every single day, playing them over and over in your mind and trying to take and learn from every experience as you can so that you can process it. That’s the very nature of PTSD, right? You never cure it. You learn how to process it and live with it.

 

So with that in mind I’m gonna give our fans a little analogy to help explain the sheer size of the task that’s awaiting you in Chicago. Because I don’t need to explain it to you because you know what this is. You know that this is two proper men locking horns and slugging it out for the championship, leaving it all in the ring and then going out and getting hammered after its all over.

 

See, being a soldier? Steve will know better than anyone that it’s much harder to attack than it is to defend. The fucking Ukranian’s are demonstrating that fact as we speak. Completely out manned, out gunned and out financed but they are digging their heals in and holding their positions, defending what is theirs!

 

Solex has been to similar places and he knows exactly what I’m talking about.

 

That’s all this is. He’s advancing to try and take what is mine but I’m not gonna give it up. I don’t want to. It’s mine, I own it, I represent it and I fucking love it!

 

I know I’ve said I’d be content with Solex being the next champion, but that doesn’t mean I want it to happen and he’s smart enough to know that.

 

I promise you all that whether you’re there with us in Chicago or watching from the comfort of your own homes, you will be tuning in to witness something special that night. You guys watch this sport because you want to see those matches that live long in your memories and go down as instant classics.

 

Well trust me, this is going to one of those and so much more.

 

Solex said it himself. He and I are generational talents. But we are also much more than that. We are dying breed of wrestlers. Of Men! A dying breed from a generation that I don’t think you people truly appreciate.

 

One day, maybe soon, you might be getting in your seats or turning on your TV’s and Steve Solex and John Sektor will be long gone. But I promise you, you will always have this match to remember us by.

 

So strap in, sound the air raid sirens and put on your hard hats. On April 26th, live from the Best Arena in Chicago, the last man in wrestling and the Gold Standard are going toe to toe. It’s going to be a fucking war and we aren’t just going to blow up the ring with some panzy ass IED..

 

…we’re gonna fucking NUKE IT!