As useful as Jamie Lameford in a wrestling ring

[christiankane]

As useful as Jamie Lameford in a wrestling ring

'Fiddle and Steel Guitar Bar' - Nashville, Tennessee
July 24th 11:14PM

The scene opens in a the Fiddle and Steel Guitar Bar in Nashville, Tennessee. It's fairly busy, some people are sitting on the stools at the bar, some enjoying the live music on offer, while some others are just standing around talking . However the same cannot be said for one man. Christian Kane is sitting alone in a booth, texting away using his right hand, and taking swigs of a beer from his left. Several seconds of this pass until a very familiar looking man sits down in front of CK. "Well if it isn't Christian Kane..."

CK looks up from his phone to be greeted by current UWL Heritage Champion, Robbie Venom. Christian puts down his phone and bumps fists with Robbie. "What's up Mr Triple Crown!"

Venom shrugs his shoulders. "Ahh nothing much. Just came in for a drink, and to relax of course, I'm fuckin' shattered."

CK nods. "I can totally dig that, man. Having two girlfriends has it's perks, but when you piss both of them off, you'd wish you were deaf." He downs what's left of his beer.

"What have you done now then, hmm?"

CK sets the bottle down on the table and raises two defensive hands into the air. "Dude, I have no fuckin' clue! They can fuck off right now. I don't need that shit."

"Well you're not much of a problem solver..."

"Yeah, I make the problems." Christian winks at the Welshman sitting infront of him.

With a chuckle and a shake of the head, Venom stands. "What are you having then?"

CK points to his bottle. "Same again."

"Nice one." Venom disappears out of shot for as he goes to the bar, leaving CK temporarily alone at the booth. The Canadian looks around the bar, thinking how long it's been since he had actually been to one. It had been mostly underground clubs since his 'new persona' came about so it was a nice change, no doubt. As he eyes up a hot brunette bar maid his cellphone begins to vibrate on the table infront of him. Without hesitation CK takes the call.

"Yeah? What's up?"

"..."

"No word from him at all?"

"..."

Robbie arrives back with the beers, but he notices that Christian is on the phone but stays silent as he puts the beers on the table and sits down. "Hmm, alright then Avice. Thanks."

"..."

"Alright, take it easy." CK takes the phone away from his ear and hangs up the call before putting it back down onto the table.

"Who was that then? Your little bit on the side no doubt..." Robbie playfully suggests.

"It was a Alex Avice."

"So you bat for both sides?"

"Like Sinclair?"

"Haha. Cheers." Robbie raises his beerand touches it against the neck of CK's, creating the ever so common 'clinking' noise.

"Cheers." Both men take a swig of their beers, Robbie looking up into the air as he does so while CK keeps his eye on the brunette barmaid mentioned earlier. Venom notices this and looks round to witness the barmaid and Christian's eyes meet. The UWL triple crown winner turns to CK.

"Two girls not enough for you?"

CK smirks. "I can't get enough, man. I'm obsessed!"

Venom takes another swig of beer. "You're tempting fate, bro."

"What do you mean?" Christian asks as he raises an inquisitive eyebrow.

"All these girls you're sleeping with!"

CK runs a hand through his hair. "Yeah yeah yeah, whatever. I know what I'm doing."

"You're just too scared to settle I think."

"Fuck you!"

The Welshman lightly punches the KoP wrestler's arm. "I'm just fuckin' with you. Who you got this week, anyway?"

"Justin Kaard."

"Ooh, tough. What's this match then? Another beat the clock challenge?"

"Nah man, I don't need to do anymore of that stuff. I qualified for the gauntlet match last week when I dominated Neale."

Venom nods. "Yeah mate, I saw that match. You looked impressive. Very impressive."

"I have my moments." Christian grins. Obviously he didn't want to show it, but being praised by a star like Venom meant alot of CK, despite how close they were. "And you know when my next moment is?"

"What, the supercard?" Venom rolls his eyes.

"Nah bro, tomorrow fuckin' night against Justin Kaard!"

"Is that so?"

"It's fuckin' so. I've even got a gameplan. All I've gotta do is keep him on the ground! If I do that, then he's as useless as Jamie Lameford in a wrestling ring! Preperation is key, my friend. And Christian Kane is prepared. Kaard on the other hand, nobodies heard from all week."

"Maybe he's just keeping his head down, wanting to catch you off guard tomorrow night?"

Christian waves a dismissive hand. "Fuck that, man! He's probably is some bar drinking himself to death. Heh, hopefully your brother's doing that too."

"Hey! He may be a little twat but he's still my brother."

CK smirks. "Yeah, whatever, maybe he shouldn't have challenged me to 'The Tour', eh?"

Robbie nods his head understandingly. "Fair enough. It was a pretty stupid move challenging you of all people..."

"Exactly." CK finishes off his beer, slides his phone into his pocket and gets up. He stands beside the seated Robbie Venom and puts a hand on his shoulder. "Don't worry, I won't rough him up too bad."

The Antidote grins slightly as he leans back. "Dunno about that mate, maybe he needs it. But anyway, you off?"

Christian nods. "Yeah. Early night for me tonight. I have an interview with a local radio station early tomorrow morning, then I've gotta hit the gym for abit in preperation for my match tomorrow night."

"An early night? For Christian Kane? I'm shocked."

"Yeah, this'll be my first in like 15 years haha. Don't be a stranger, Robbie."

"I won't. Take care, bud."

"Peace." The pair bump fists again as CK makes his way to the door. As he's just about to walk through it into the Tennessee night, a fragile hand tugs on the back of his shirt. The Canadian turns around and is slightly shocked when he sees the barmaid he's been looking at for most of the night. "Oh wow...hey."

The girl blushes slightly. "Hey, you're Christian Kane aren't you..." She smiles.

"The one and only." CK says with his ever so common smirk.

"Um, can I have an autograph?" The girl asks shyly.

"Yeah, sure, you got a piece of paper I can sign or someth-"

The girl instantly holds out an old UWL promotional Christian Kane photo. CK is caught off guard by this. "Wow, uh, got a pen?" She gives him a sharpie.

"Thanks." Christian proceeds to sign the picture with his name and his phone number. CK points at the number. "You can call me any time, honey."

The girl looks at the number in shock then looks up at CK, beaming. "Thankyou so much! I'm Melissa, by the way."

"Alright, well, I'll catch you round." Christian turns around and opens the door.

"Good luck with your interview!" Melissa calls out as CK leaves the bar.

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Local Radio Station - Nashville, Tennessee
July 25th 6:57AM

Christian Kane now sits in a studio at one of Nashville's local radio stations. Across from him sits what looks to be the presenter who at the present moment is telling CK the schedule regarding his radio appearance. "Alright, so what we're gonna do is introduce you first of course, then shoot a few questions your way, then you can quickly plug the event tonight and that'll be that. Obviously you can refer to me as Mike throught. Is that okay?"

CK nods. "Yeah that's cool."

"Excellent, alright, put your headphones on and lets get underway."

CK puts his headphones on, and the presenter flicks a switch and begins talking into the microphone. "Ladies and gentlemen welcome back to the show this morning, it is 7:00AM exactly and joining me in the studio this morning, local wrestler Christian Kane! Thankyou for coming onto the show Christian!"

"The pleasure's all mine, Mike."

"Hahaha. Well Christian you are originally from Toronto, but you've spent most of your time wrestling in Tennessee, am I correct?"

It had never dawned on him before, but the man was right. "Wow, yes. You're correct. Infact it's mostly been Nashville."

"Well that is very very cool, I am a big big big wrestling fan myself. Well I say wrestling fan, does that word, 'wrestling' really mean anything anymore? I mean you see all this stuff with the big companies, and they now call it 'sports entertainment'. Would you say the promotion you wrestle for, Kingdom of Pride I believe, is 'sports entertainment'?"

"Oh no, no way. Obviously, there will be storyline elements to our shows, but we focus primarily on wrestling. That is why we're called Kingdom of Pride, because we want to show everyone who watches our show that we are bringing prestige back to the name 'wrestling'."

"Good to hear. And now lastly, I believe Kingdom of Pride has an event tonight..."

"Yes we do, Kingdom of Pride: Oblivion, our weekly television show takes place tonight, and you will be able to watch the show on Monday morning at 2AM on the WNPX-TV station."

"Very nice and who will youl be facing...?"

"A guy named Justin Kaard."

"Interesting, do you think you'll win?"

"Ofcourse I do! But you'll have to tune in to see if I actually do win."

"Confident, I like it. Where can we watch that again?"

"2AM on the WNPX-TV station."

"Well we all can't wait, and I'm sure the fans can't wait. Thankyou for coming on to the show."

"No problem."

CK takes off his headphone and hangs them on the microphone as the scene fades.