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~~Swift Ion~~ · **06-30-2013, 07:38 AM**

Swift Ion
Do you know how long I have waited for this moment? How long I have wanted this chance? How long I have waited for my chance to get my hands on you? Do you have any idea what this match
means to me? Hell it meant enough before you decided to think, you could kick my ass. I don’t just want to beat you, I don’t just want to take your life, I want to take the very
feeling that is meant to evoke…. Pride!

Ion sat there staring down the barrel of the
camera, behind him the workforce were in full
flow erecting the XWF ring. The sound of nails being hammered in to the ground, the sound of metal being
scraped across the concrete floor was all that. Swift Ion had to contend with. He looks calm, calculated, focussed… in two weeks he had been beaten each week.
The camera sat tight on the
challengers face as it zoomed back it revealed him wearing a pair of black denim skinny jeans and a plain white tee shirt, with a black Chicago Bulls Snapback

You see Amdrew my friend, the difference between you and I is so small it is hard to see,
we both have led privileges lives… beyond the dreams of many of the people we get in to the ring with and we have both taken it for
granted, we have both felt we deserved it, we have both felt above the people who pay their money to watch us. Believe me I know the
world you live in, I know the world you come from, the people you mix with, the women you sleep with, the men you party with… I know it,
because I have lived it, party like a rockstar, fight like a superstar that’s what I used to
say…I had it all but there is one thing…one MASSIVE
difference between Swift Ion and Andrew Morrison… pride!

Ion looked around at the Meadowlands Expo Centre with a look in his eye of excitement, a
smile developed across his face, he placed his
shades on the top of his head and took a deep breath soaking in the atmosphere

It’s such a small word Andrew, smaller than the bank balance I now have because I’ve thrown the lifestyle you hold so dear away. Smaller than my friendship circle because I
cant afford to be the anymore, smaller
than my trusted circle because my family want
nothing to do with me whilst I chase my dream of being the best damn wrestler alive today. Your pride is being better than anyone, being
richer than them, having more gold, having
more bling, more cars, more women… the list
goes on and on. My pride lays in that ring right there… it’s where my life is, it’s where I go to work… in that ring Swift Ion becomes the Enigma, Swift Ion… in that ring I do what most can only dream of, I fly higher, hit harder, move faster… in that ring Andrew Moreison, my pride lets me do only one thing… shine. There is nothing, and I mean nothing I wont do to make sure that the titleb will soon come to me one day…
Everything that I have dreamt of, everything I have worked for, sacrifices I have made all
lead to this one match…Swift Ion versus Andrew Morrison ina 3 Stages of Hell Match. So you see Andrew, the beat down you think you'll give me…I wont forget in a hurry but by not putting me out for good you will just given me the chance to hit back and
believe me ‘champ’ I plan on hitting back harder than a freaking freight train.

A determined smile appeared on Cash’s face as he walked down towards the ring, slowly he
imagined the room packed with raving XWF wrestling fans, a feeling that sent shivers up
his spine

My love for this business, for the sport of
professional wrestling is what drives me, it’s what makes the Ion heart beat… it ‘s no
longer about money, fame and fortune it’s about being the best… it’s about giving the fans that will pack themselves in to this little
room to watch us, it’s about flying higher than before, it’s about putting asses on seats and getting the folks on their feet, it’s about being the first thing the kids talk about when they wake up in the morning, it’s about being PROUD of being an XWF Wrestling icon and I want to be just that, I am damn proud of being
the person the people believe in, I am To Damn proud when the people chant my name, I am damn proud when they cheer my wins or losses, when
they give everything they have got to help me win, I am damn proud of busting my ass each and every time I am in the ring for the people,
because Andrew that is what this business is about, it isn’t the money, it isn’t even titles…
it’s about the people, the people that put their money in our pockets, the people who without them there would be no professional wrestling. These people demand that I give my best and come Monday Night Madness, Swift Ion is going to
give them everything he has got, everything I could possibly give, my blood, my sweat, my tears… bruised bodies, broken bones… it does
not matter one little bit because I have never, and I do mean ever wanted to win a match so much in my damn life! You see Andrew, in
two weeks most men would say I have lost everything…I went through a table and got pinned by it and put me out... pride dented. I sold my L.A home for next to nothing, pride bent. I fell out with
my father and he has cut me out of the family business taking any money I did have away, pride broken… All this has happened because I
refuse to give in, I refuse to back down from a dream I had when I was a kid, a dream that I shared with my brother Anthony, a dream that my family don’t share… I was given a choice Harvard boy… give up professional
wrestling and become a suit, tear up the suit, say fuck you to my family and be the best I
can be in professional wrestling. I am sitting here, not under the lights of L.A., there is no glamour, there is no money, there is no name
on top of the house, there is just the need, the
belief… the pride of being the NEXT XWF WRESTLING, European or United States Champion.

Ion smirked, shaking his head with a slight
laugh he stood on top of the apron as the workers stopped for a moment all looking up
at the athlete that stood in front of the camera’s

The time for talking is almost done, when you saw me get beat by JTC, you had the chance to finish the job, to send Swift Ion back to L.A. with his tail between his legs, you had the chance then and you failed. You picked the wrong fight, with
the wrong man, at the wrong time because there is nothing I want to do more than to kick
the living piss out of you, to give my old man the middle finger salute and to give the people what they want, a new Ion that they can be proud of. This is it Andrew, this is the
moment that we have all been waiting for, me and you one on one… it’s a match that people have been talking about since it was announced, everybody asks me about it, the fans of XWF want to see who is going to win, the boys in the back probably have you picked no doubt. The Texas Tornado superstar versus The Capetown Werewolf. This
room may just get its roof blown off, it may be a match that people talk for months, it may steal the show… hell it may just well be the last match either of us have in our careers because we put it all on the line… but make no
mistake as hard as it will be, as good as it may be, as loud as it may be in this room… there is just going to be one winner, because Swift Ion
is, was and forever will remain PROUDLY, Everything You Will Never Be!

Ion smiled from ear to ear as he looked down at the camera from the ring apron, he nodded towards one of the ring hands as he carried on with his job, the picture faded to black as Ion continued to soak in the sight of the empty
room

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