Honesty of the Devil

{The feed begins and we find ourselves in the private room in the Wrestleworld Isles of Devon Slayton, with the man himself sitting on the couch in front of the camera dressed simply in a pair of blue jeans and a white sleeveless tank top with the camera’s view preventing us from seeing anything else in the room as the “Ripper” smiles kindly at the camera}

Devon: Hello there, Victoria. It’s nice to finally hear from you and I’m glad that you have done the work into my history...but you only touched on certain aspects of it.

You see not only am I Lexi’s husband and a second generation wrestler, but I’m also the nephew of the owner of Pro Wrestling Nova and cousin to one half of the longest reigning tag team champions in the history of Lethal Angels of Wrestling in the form of “Lady Gojira” herself, Celes Dumont, and the proud older brother of JET’s own Amy Slayton.

But when you factor in all of these things along with all of the places that I’ve been and titles that I’ve won, it’s all secondary to the person that I am and the person that I’m trying to be.

You see just like you, I came here to Wrestleworld for a fresh start and while Colt maybe actively seeking me out for reasons known only to him...I will get to him in due time because the Old Devon Slayton would’ve already been clamoring for a shot at that ten pounds of gold known as the Wrestleworld European championship.

A championship that the very way that I represent in the very way that I wrestle might I add for the record.

But that is the Old Devon..the New Devon on the other hand is patient in his hunt and I know that Colt has bigger fish on his plate to feast upon before he and I get our chance to dance, but he can be rest assured that our aforementioned dance will occur soon enough.

{Devon then leans forward and the smile slowly fades from his face as he looks firmly into the camera}

Devon: But right now all of my attention is on you, Victoria. In just a short while you are stepping into your debut here in Wrestleworld against a man who was once called the measuring stick of a couple of promotions simply because I am the guy who will outwork anybody if given a solid chance.

But that’s not my ego talking, that is something that I had proven time and time again over time as I busted my ass all across the indies in a chance to prove myself worthy of working for a place like this.

But now, now you get the chance to say that you’ve done the same.

To see if all your previous experiences of busting your hump across the world in bingo halls, high school gyms, and VFW Halls to eventually earn the bumps, bruises, and scars to step foot into these kinds of arenas like the ones here in Wrestleworld was worth it…

...or if you’re just gonna choke and fade away.

Me, personally I hope that you don’t choke because I liked the fire that I saw in your promo, kid.

But will that fire last the moment that intro bell rings right before that organ begins to play that’ll herald me out into the entrance way...will the flames of your passion for this sport continue to burn brightly or will they flicker away the moment you see me start to walk down to the ring to take your measure of your dedication to this sport.

Because as you pointed out, I am a second generation wrestler..I’m the son of a man who has been called rather infamously as the “Godfather of Violence” because of the fact that he was one of the hardest taskmasters that this sport has ever created!

I spent the first few years of my life in Japan, Victoria, watching my father further his training to become a wrestler and it was the place that my first sister was born...it is a place that has welcomed me and made me one of their own because of how much the quiet passion there has helped to shape me into the wrestler that I am today.

I can promise you that I will be fair with you, Victoria, fair in telling you that your debut match will not be an easy one because I don’t take it easy on anybody...especially not myself.

So I want you to understand that what I’m about to do isn’t personal, but in the end when that final bell is rung...you can honestly answer your own question...the one if you honestly belong here in Wrestleworld or not.

{Devon cracks the ever faintest of smiles}

Devon: I’m looking forward to testing your measure. Be seeing you soon.

{The feed cuts out}