HH NS: Nate Sipes vs Puck (Natural Title)

[Ben Jacobs]

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[Nate Sipes/The New Level]

11/27/09
Fayetteville, AR
Training Facility
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NS: Hello?…Hey guys…Yeah, Doug and I just finished up…What’s that?…No, that’s alright…Yeah, I’m just going to take the isolation route this time around…You guys will be fine. You’re fighting a bunch of limeys for Chr*st’s sake…Alright…Yeah, I’ll see you guys there…’Bye.

[Nate continues to make his way through the hallway until he reaches the exit. He quickly makes his exit; the door closing behind him.]

Two Weeks Later
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[Nate is in his own undisclosed location; whaling away with kicks on a striking bag; sweat pouring out of every pour to indicate that he’s been doing this for awhile. He then starts in with a furious barrage of punches and begins to scream as he throws more and more effort into each one. He finishes off with a big spinning back elbow that puts a hole in the bag. Once he finishes catching his breath, he slowly moves his head to glare at the camera that he’s set up himself. His body glistening and his chest heaving but in anger instead of exhaustion, Nate licks his lips in preparation of speaking.]

NS: When a hunter is stalking his prey, he knows both the value of patience and the value of attack; the killer’s instinct, to be precise. The hunter is so talented and so good at what they do that they can outthink their prey at their own game. The hunter can frustrate and manipulate their kill until the right moment comes that the hunter’s been waiting for: the moment of the kill. When that happens, the hunter loves it; he is overjoyed to know that he’s about to take a life; he feels like a little boy again who’s just had his first kill.

[Nate takes a deep breath through his nostrils.]

NS: I thought myself a great hunter in the sport of pure wrestling. I had proven as much without a single one-on-one loss to my record since I debuted. However, that all changed a few weeks ago with my loss to Ase. He didn’t do it alone but he certainly had the gears in motion towards my demise. I’m man enough to admit when I’m not the better man. In fact, it was a blessing in disguise. You see, for one reason or another, I haven’t been as focused as I should be as the Natural Champion. I’ve been distracted by trying to be a friend or a cousin or a role model or even a lover instead of focusing on what I do best: stretching people out and making them bleed out until they beg for mercy. It may sound cold but it goes with the territory of continuing to prove that you’re the best pure athlete in pro wrestling. I failed to do that the last time out; no matter how you look at the result. So, Ase, let me just say…thank you. Thank you for making me realize just what my purpose is in life. Thank you for bringing everything full circle for me. Thank you for beating me back into reality.

[Nate takes a moment to wipe sweat away from his face with his left forearm. After he does, he moves it back to his side.]

NS: But Puck, you’re one person who won’t be receiving any gratitude from me in the near future. In fact, the fans will be thanking me when I finally stop taking my frustrations out on your sorry a**. You think that sticking your nose in my business is worth it; letting you, at least, think you matter? Well, congratulations, Puck because for one night, by attacking me from behind, you made it seem that you still mattered. People reacted to you like it was 2007 and you were jobbing to the Trench Coat Mafia with your brother. “Wow! Puck did something besides whine and cry about how terrible his brother is,” the fans said on that night, “and he p*ssed off Nate Sipes in the process.”

[Nate lowers his head as if contemplating that last line. He chuckles as he does. After a few moments, he lifts his head back up.]

NS: At the end of the night, people were talking about you again, Puck, but all the comments were questions about just how bad I’m going to beat you at Never Surrender. So, just how bad will I beat you in our title match, Puck? How much pain will I put you through en route to retaining my title? Well, let me put it this way: we’ll set a record on that night. Yes…we’ll set a record for quickest, most dominating title defense in history. Before you blindsided me, I was willing to go a bit easy on you; wait a little bit before putting you away so that people would want to see me kick your a** a second time. That all changed when you got involved in my business. Now, Puck, now I’m going to do more than just beat you. I’m going to annihilate you, I’m going to pound you into the ground but most importantly, I’m going to embarrass you. I’m going to leave no doubt in anyone’s mind who is the champion and who is a weakling playing superstar.

[Nate crosses his arms; holding his head high.]

NS: Oh sure, you’ve had more than your share at trying to climb to the mountain top and become a champion. You’ve been in the running for a Southern Heritage Title shot, no matter how brief that was. You certainly had numerous chances at being one-half of the top tag team in RCW but you just couldn’t be that team, could you, Puck? Now, you get a shot at MY Natural Title and no, it won’t be your first step towards the Triple Crown of RCW. There’s a saying that goes “Always a bride’s maid; never a bride” and that certainly defines your career, Puck. In fact, it’s like I was talking about earlier with the killer instinct: you’ve had championship gold in your cross hairs and all you have to do to gain it is pull the trigger. But that’s just it, Puck: you haven’t done so. Each time you had that title shot all nice and lined up, you balked; you failed to pull the trigger; you failed to win anything but the smallest of respect. You can talk a big game about how you’re destined for greatness but it’s all been talk and it will always be talk because you don’t have that killer instinct that wins matches and championships in this business.

[Nate uncrosses his arms and rests his hands on his hips.]

NS: Like I said, I’m going to give you the punishment, the embarrassment that you deserve, Puck. You will see that your supposed Cinderella moment in the Pure Tournament has come to it’s end. No prince will slip on “the glass slipper” on your foot at Never Surrender. I will prove to the world that you’re nothing but a fraud; a phony; a fool who should be pitied instead of feared…not that anyone ever feared you to begin with. After I’m done with you, no one will ever consider you worthy of another title shot. After I’m done with you, nobody will doubt my sincerity about remaining champion in RCW. After I’m done with you, everyone will see what happens when you “puck” with the Purist at what he does best. See you at Never Surrender, Puck. Make sure your health insurance is paid in full because you will be needing it.

[Nate turns around and goes back to nailing the striking bag with more vicious shots. The video continues for a few more moments until the battery finally dies and the screen goes to black.]

[Puck/Pyros]

Undisclosed location. Puck is standing in a wooded area, the snow falling around him comes down hard. He wears a long, black trench coat and a black winter hat.

Oh Nate, looks like I've managed to get under your skin a bit, huh? You poor thing. You look all mean and tough on the heavy bag. Problem is Nate, that bag isn't hitting you back! You know I have to thank Ase too. He exposed a weakness. Nobody has ever taken a fight to you, have they? Not until Ase beat you like the Sally you are. As for your punishment, the only punishment you're unleashing is the punishment my ears had to endure listening to you spit and stutter about Never Surrender. Good grief, who listens to your non-sense?

Puck brushes some snow off his shoulder and continues.

But, I'll give you one thing, a killer instinct has been missing in my quest to be the first Triple Crown winner in this God Forsaken promotion.So congrats, Sipey-poo, you get to be the first. The first to see how much of a killer instinct I have, so be the first to see what I have buried deep in my heart. But you got a little taste of it in your match with Ase. Sneak attack, I know, but you got to do what you got to do to get attention these days.



Puck bends over and picks up some snow. He starts packing it in his hands.

But please, Nate, underestimate me. Get it set in your head that you're going into our match and you're going to walk all over me. I'm looking forward it. Embarrass? We'll see, who know? Next thing you know, you're dropped on your head and I'm walking out of the ring with your belt. It's funny you say "pull the trigger" because at Never Surrender, I will pull the trigger, and the gun will be aimed right at your temple. It will be my night, my turn, I will win and I will Never Surrender!

Puck throws his snowball at the camera.

Bring all the intensity that you need, Nate. After it's all said and done, after I drop you on that egg head of yours and walk away the NEW Natural Champion, maybe, just maybe you'll realize that you were wrong, and that you aren't cut out for this business and go park cars somewhere in Minnesota. See you at Never Surrender, Nate.