The One Real Bitch - Allesandro Devastation.

14.03.21 Mexico City, Mexico

*Only a few hours left before Wrestleworld starts its first show in Mexico. However, despite the fact that the time is favorable for all competitors, you can see the tension in the air. Everyone was just moving from place to place to find a moment of peace to think about what was going to happen tonight.However, was there any point in running away from everyone? After all, some of them were on the same boat. Therefore, when Chris Sabertooth entered the locker room, Arata only looked at him and moved his gaze back at the floor. The American stepped closer and sat on the bench next to his tag team partner for that evening. The Japanese competitor immediately changed his position and leaned his back against the wall, placing his hands in a crossed-arms position. For a moment, the two men stared straight ahead in silence, not knowing how to start this conversation. After all, they didn't have a particularly good history together. You could say it was quite an ironic situation, the two enemies now had to unite to defeat those who they hated even more. However, as long as they were sharing the same goal, overcoming their pride was not so easy. Both Arata and Chris felt, that the awkward silence lasted forever until Sabertooth finally broke it.*

“So… You’re going to call a hit on me with your Black Sun goons or what?” Sabertooth smirked, through a sarcastic remark towards what’s transpiring in OWA. “Hey! It’s just a joke! Don’t stare into my soul like that. I know we have had our differences before. I know we don’t particularly look eye to eye with each other. But there’s one thing that I think-- or I hope-- we share, being respect. I know what you have done for this company. Arata. You carried it on your back for a better part of a year with Havoc giving you company. We shaped this company for future champions to come. Well, Havoc did. If you had failed, there wouldn’t be Emmanuelle. There wouldn’t be a Colt Montoya. And there certainly wouldn’t be an Allesandro Devastation. So, for the moment, let’s put our differences to the side. You and I have been tormented over the past couple of months by the same group of people for no fault of our own. We can’t lose our focus tonight. We can’t let our differences come in the middle of an ass-whooping. And those three cunts have certainly earned an ass whooping tonight. I am sure Cloud, wherever she is, agrees with us. So, what do you say? Truce for the time being till we handle business? It’s about time we put these bitches, back in their place. What say?”

*Said Sabertooth, motioning towards the Japanese man. Sabertooth realized that things haven’t been the best between the two former champions but tonight it is about putting their differences aside and looking at the matter in hand. Sabertooth almost signaling for a hand shake with Arata who simply stares back at him*

"When it comes to the joke, not funny." Arata was still looking at him with a cold manner, then took a deep breath and continued his response "As for the rest of what you said, you don't have to pat me on the head, okay? I know my worth and I realize that without me, or without you, or even Cloud, Wrestleworld would never have achieved such success. As I said a few days ago, we are the pillars on which this company was built and no matter who will try to destroy it, we will continue to carry the future of this place on our shoulders. Those who came after us are not able to understand our role. For them everything is so incredibly easy, while this is something that most of them would not be able to handle, cause they are too weak. Therefore, do not think that I will give our little misunderstanding to destroy what I have worked for during the last two years. Our lack of friendship is a short-term situation, but Wrestleworld is a project that I want it to run for years. I'm not stupid, Chris. I know this is about something more than personal relationships, so don't worry that I am not interested in working with you and Cloud. I am aware how I should do my job."

“Well, that is good to know. It does annoy me a fair bit to see Allesandro talk about you in such a pathetic manner. The way he was condescending about your history-- and the way he disregarded your accomplishments when all he ever did in this company was win a briefcase which supposedly was meant for only one winner to be-- But hey! Let’s have Jacob Senn and Wraith share the rewards because they’re equally as annoying and washed up as each other. But fuck all of that! I did not appreciate the lack of mention for myself and the one person he LITERALLY stole the title from. It’s like he got stuck up on discrediting you while his ignorance shone through. I always knew he was born with a silver spoon up his ass but I didn’t think he was as out of touch as he proved to be. The fact that he talked about your upbringing and your father-- As if that has anything to do with one’s character. Oh wait! That is the ENTIRE extent of Allesandro’s character because he just can’t get out of his moronic father’s shadow. Imagine being so bad that even Kevin Devastation looks like a saint in comparison. And did he really say sixteen world titles? What fucking world was that in? To be fair to him, he has been in this world for about two hundred years so maybe he spent all that time getting some sort of accolades under his belt. This isn’t about KD, though. This is about Allesandro being a disrespectful bitch and for that, he will get his comeuppance. And the fact that he threw mud at YOUR title reign when his entire run is solely depended upon Layne Driver handing him the victory on a silver platter is downright ironic. This motherfucker barely won a fucking match before he got hands on a title that is clearly set out to be the premier title in this company. Yeah-- I know. Claudia holding the belt for all long as she did has nothing to do with the incompetence of other Architects and everything to do with an old hag too selfish to give anybody else an inch of her spotlight. That stupid bitch even has the company revolving around her AFTER the fact that she lost the title while the other Architects were graceful in their exit and off-handed approach. And this man literally got his ass whooped by her and her lapdogs-- He may pretend to be the big dog of this company but let’s be clear-- For over a year, he was Claudia’s bitch. And when she got done using him, she threw him to the side and got a new lapdog to replace him. And yet he still has her dick in his mouth because he sure can’t stop praising her. Looks like the Shadow Games have ingrained a submissive behavior into AD whenever Claudia comes into the picture. I am sure you have a lot MORE to say about this bitch. Don’t let me stop you.”

*Sabertooth pointed at the floor, signaling that floor was Arata’s to take. His hatred for Allesandro Devastation would probably pale in comparison to what Arata held for that man.The Japanese man licked dry lips, which was followed by a deep sigh. He was still thinking about everything, Sabertooth had said a while ago. However, after a while he decided to start right from the very beginning.*

"First of all, I don't talk about my father myself, because I have no reason to do so. That's why such words should not come out from the mouth of someone who has no idea about my life or what a human being he was. Contrary to what Animus does, I'm not going to introduce everyone to my family story, because I don't need anybody's pity. Secondly, Allesandro is one of those stupid children who have been put everything under their breath to such an extent that he has no idea how the ​​real life looks like. he seems to be like a kind of a person, who tell the homeless that the solution to their problem is to buy a house. You can more or less compare this bullshit to how he talked about my father and my home. Contrary to him, I did not have an easy start. I did not raise in luxury and no one got me a place in the wrestling industry for free. The thing is that where I come from does not make me worse, and is even something that people admire me for. It is not a walk in the park to start from nothing and get all the way to the top and that is what this clown Allesandro will never understand. He'll never be able to realize that you don't need a rich dad with good contacts to be more than average. On the other hand, he can’t handle in his little brain that having a famous father doesn't make him worthy. As we both know, this moron doesn't even know what his father's achievements are, because this bullshit about sixteen times world champion is just him making up shit. However, he probably doesn't understand even more that talking about it is pointless. Allesandro is not his father. The fact that they have the same name is not a promise of him being some kind of fucking prodigy, because we all know Allesandro is not someone to be the face of the company. Even now, when he holds the title, nothing has changed, because no one treats him as a champion. Everyone sees only a loser who, without this life changing opportunity, would probably have quit the wrestling industry like the rest of his siblings. It's a bit sad that this whole family is a bunch of quitters, but what can you do? This jerk will also take his bitch ass away as soon as he loses his AD belt. After all, they won't protect him all his life, because that's what Claudia and everyone else is doing now. Though maybe they just don't care. honestly, Ms. Michaels only cares about her ownass and even when she should step aside, she still tries to do everything all about herself...or the rest of these Vendetta kids." Arata brushes back the blond strands of his hair "Allesandro thinks that everything will be served on a silver tray this time as well . However, he should be careful who he is talking to. Especially since he is nowhere near who I am. He's a goddamn parody of a champion, fucking joke with a blet in his hand and he has the nerve to say that these are his islands. When that loser was even close to being in a leader position, Chris? All he did was licking Claudia's shoes and then he disappeared for several months. Does this pussy bitch really think that anyone will believe in all of this shit talk about tyrran? Especially since, this 'tyrant' won a belt in the easiest possible way. If not for this contract, his only role would be still to please Claudia. As always, however, those who have no value for the company have the most say. I can't wait for him not only to bring himself to the bottom, but also the title that they favored from the beginning."

“You’re right about that. This man calls himself THE champion that runs the company. The ‘owner’ of the American Dream when he can’t even cut a goddamn promo to save his life. What the fuck was all of that about? Him making fun of you because you came from a poor family? And even if you didn’t, who the fuck is he to judge us on our struggles? He sounds like an entitled spoiled brat for starters. Imagine being so out of touch that you make fun of somebody’s financial status. Is that REALLY the best he has? And THAT man claims to be the best thing happening in the company? Shit, he isn’t even the best thing on his team let alone his division. I think he’s forgetting that the wrestlers make the belt and not vice versa. If Allesandro’s entire relies on him holding that title-- that shtick is coming to an end real fucking soon. He’s a garbage champion AND a garbage human being. I don’t want to be talked down by a narcissist with a God complex. He talks such a big game but he’s the same man who got his ass handed to him by Maverick decisively! Maverick damn near killed this man and he has the gall to come back and pretend like we have forgotten his roots? If he is choosing to disrespect you and your title reign-- Imagine what will people say about his dogshit run with the title. A champion is supposed to represent the best the company or division has to offer and I can name a fuckton of wrestlers that deserve the belt more than he does. His bitch ass CHOSE to not defend the title tonight. And HE is the one who is talking about being a good champion? The fuck does he know?! And all those names he mentioned in the Feast of the Fallen match-- How many of them are still in this company? How many of them actually even won a fucking match here? Jacob Senn took his ball and went home. Alyssa Grace was so creeped out by this man that I am surprised Chris Hansen isn’t after his ass. Noah Leota-- Who? Megalo where? Jimmy Johnson how? Like imagine taking pride in beating these people. The only person I can respect out of that list who STILL is in this company happens to be the European Champion, who finally got his dues when he won the title. But even he just picked up the scraps from what Havoc did to Ozymandias. I don’t want to hear from a bitchmade man about how he made it to the top of this company. Before sucking up to Claudia, he used his father’s name for clout. What does he know about the struggles of being a real fucking human being like the people watching at home? He had life on easy mode and he brags about being a top champion when he was HANDED the belt on a silver fucking platter. Stop it! You’re not fooling anybody! I am so sick and tired of listening to him brag when he doesn’t have the balls to put the title on the line against any of us. He is NOT a real champion. He just happens to hold a piece of gold that lost all of its value the moment it touched his nasty fucking hands. I know where those hands have been, AD.”

*Sabertooth smirked as Arata scoffs at the remark*

“And now he has surrounded himself with goons who have no business being in the position they’re at right now. Why did Layne get a title shot? Oh a fucking Twitter poll. Well, my friend Maverick certainly had the support of the entire fucking wrestling community and that poll did more numbers than any Wrestleworld poll has done. Where is his title shot? And what about Animus? Need I remind people that even if he DOES paint his face and wear a mask-- It doesn’t change the fact that he’s still Raoul. While it sounds ironic coming from me-- But I do have a career of my own apart from Havoc. And Animus doesn’t even pretend to be a different person. He passes on his failures as a ploy to get the better of you, Arata, at an opportune moment. He had a chance to become champion as Raoul but he fumbled the bag. And then with this magnificent change that the world should pay heed to-- He fucking lost to you again. So, what changed exactly? Just that his weird obsession with betrayals was aired out to the public. I am sure he beats his meat to all the people he has stabbed in the back because there has to be some gratification that he gets from all of this. It certainly isn’t a title. Maybe he feeds upon the misery that he imparted upon us over the last couple of months but even that will come to pass. What then? He is going to find somebody else to fucking betray? Will he stab Layne in the back? Or maybe Allesandro will get a dose of the Spider! Who the fuck cares?! This is a business after all and call me shallow but I am in it for the fucking glory. Call me materialistic all you want, Arata. I want to win titles. I want to provide for my family, if I was to have one someday. Hana certainly has filled in the gap that was missing from my life, so I can thank her for that. Good student, by the way. So Animus can keep satisfying his weird fetishes on the sidelines while the real wrestlers carry out the business. And he can mumble on about spiders-- He’s still Raoul with a fucking mask on. He was at the bottom of the totem pole and a mask will not change that. And as for Layne? I have said enough about that bitch already. When the ball was in his court, he dropped it so miserably. Like really? All he could have thought of was the Chiefs during the fucking Clash? He could have had the fucking win-- He could have faced Bull Connors in the Main Event of Final Destiantion. He could have been a world champion! That is when I knew that this man NEVER had his priorities straight. And now with a different name, he is back with the same old shit. He was meant to be a mainstay of Wrestleworld right? Then why the fuck did he fail to capture the American Dream Championship? All that talk for losing anyway? So what the fuck has changed really? Fuck that shit. But above all, Stephanie Matsuda may be our partner-- But she shouldn’t think for a second that I am just a pawn in her story. I am not doing this out of favor. I am not fighting her battles for her. If anything, when I DO pin Allesandro tonight, I should be first in line for the American Dream Championship. Sorry Arata! I call dibs on that shit. Matsuda can have her rematch if she wants. Fuck it. Face AD on the Chapter. But Arcadia will be MY night. You feel me? Let’s kick ass tonight. But as three world champions. Not two pieces of a larger puzzle. This is my fight as much as it is hers. I am sure you feel the same way, don’t you?”

*Sabertooth questions Arata’s motivations for the match. He has made it clear that he has every intention to take over the company as Sabertooth. He wants the smoke. He wants the belts. He wants all the glory for himself.*

"Allesandro has a god complex, which makes him think that his position is much higher. In fact it is opposite. He is not only a disaster himself, but also makes the AD belt lose its value. I thought the worst part was him being just average competitor, but his low standards are something which makes him unable to ever be a proper champion. It is ridiculous that someone who has one of main champions is bragging about beating Jimmy Johnson or the rest of these jobbers. Let's be real, no one gave a fuck about most of the people that he pointed out. However, he was lucky they were the ones participating in that match, since it was his only chance to win. If you swapped a few of them for actual wrestlers, the story of the briefcase would be completely different. Besides, he shouldn't have had it at all. As much as I don't want to be on the side of Jacob Senn, we all remember that he was defending the contract. Why didn't Alessandro do this against Maverick? Oh, yes, because he is a bitch. Even he knew from the start that Mav would destroy him, so he didn't even offer it. But, of course, this is the great champion, destined to take Wrestleworld to new heights? Heights of what? A fucking sandcastle at most. With such a leader, this place would collapse faster than it was built, but at this point he is not the face of the company. He's not even the best of the champions, and he acts like he's better than everyone else. Thus showing disrespect to me, when Shogun division was mine. However, does he really believe in what he is saying? I'm one of the longest reigning champions...I'm the Client of the Year and much more. He can only clean my shoes at this point. Maybe not everything was perfect, but at least my ambition wasn't ending at running away like a little bitch. The truth is, he's afraid to go against someone who's a real wrestler. That's why he avoids Cloud. Therefore, I think he would cry a river in front of Claudia to prevent one of us from being a challenger. He knows it would be the definitive end for him. However, he prefers to pick random off the street as his defense and pretend that he means something as champ. I swear, this Devastation family should have ended at Kevin. He is enough of the trash himself. No wonder his kids are such a disgusting and useless plague. Therefore, should we be concerned about the insults of such people at all? What they say is just their imaginations. Therefore, if Allesandro wants to, he can call himself one real dragon or whatever. In reality he is just The One Real Bitch of Wrestleworld. Nothing more."

"As for the rest. I don't know if I have anything else to add when it comes to Animus..Raoul..call this little shit whatever you want. I just hope he'll leave me and my family, because I'm done with his parental advice. He has no idea what family is and therefore he takes revenge on me, because in addition to fulfilling myself, I also have time for them. The fact that his father was not interested is neither mine fault nor my problem. There are better solutions to help yourself. I would recommend visiting a specialist, instead of wearing a halloween costume and pretending to be someone he is not. I'm really fed up with having to look after him all the time and maybe he'll finally give me a break after what will happen tonight. Or maybe it would be easier if The Black Sun just kill him for me."

*Sabertooth looked at Arata with a little confusion, not knowing how to react. The Japanese man just shrugged his shoulders and replied.*

"I am kidding, I thought you were down for that. Continuing, I don't know if Layne is even worth paying attention to. It looks like his ego is so big that he is not connecting with reality at that point. He is not even accepting our presence since he is talking only about himself. To be fair, the opinion of someone who has no personality is worthless as fuck anyway. I swear all it consists of is being narcissistic and being a fan of some football club. Like who gives a fuck? Nobody says you can't have interests, but the fact that he was more focused on the tournament to such an extent, that made him waste a chance for a better career development, is pathetic. Either way, you can see what they are like. They're just a bunch of clowns who think they can take control of this company, but they don't have the right mindset. The only good thing about that is that we will have some fun beating them to death. I bet Cloud will agree, so no worries. I think the deal is clear, let's get rid of these idiots and move in different directions. Just like you, I am not the one used to living in the shadows anymore. I want to be a champion again and I am not interested in waiting longer than till ARCADIA."