Make Them Listen (Part 2)

In the ever glowing halls of the GHW arena, Charlie Coors stands outside a pale wood door with "Roadkill" on a silver plaque attached to the door. Knocking the door his eyes switch between the door and the camera lens. Looking beyond the camera he brushes his hair back with his hands and asks the operator;

Charlie Coors: "How do I look?"

Before the worker can reply the door clicks open and Charlie is joined on screen by the younger of the known Walker brothers Thomas.

Thomas Walker: "S'up brozilla?"
Charlie Coors: "Uhh not much, we were told you had an announcement to make regarding the king of the deathmatch title?"
Thomas Walker: "Oh, THAT. Yeah we had a little word in the ear of our good friend Rev Vortigern and as it turns out he never filed the paperwork for our little switcheroo at the start of this tournament. That DAMN knee injury which saw me sidelined during this whole affair has luckily abated and Lord Vorty has graciously agreed that it's only proper that I be the one to defend MY belt on this, the defining night in Glory and Honor Wrestling history!"

Flabbergasted by the unexpected change of plan Coors mouths wow to himself before forcing out a couple of more words.

Charlie Coors: "In that case, would you like to offer some words of wisdom to Desperado and Darth going into tonights match?"
Thomas Walker: "Sure thing Bud Light, Darth I've already trod on your history by beating the man who decimated you at Red White & Bruised so consider what happens to you tonight revenge for the creator of my lucky charm here..."

He stops momentarily to kiss the shrunken heads necklace hanging over his chest before continuing.

Thomas Walker: "Skull might not realize it but beating him two weeks ago was not an act of callousness, we don't want a war with the New Avengers. True, we beat two of their members in a tournament which their third member wasn't good enough to get a place in but honestly our purposes were pure. By dumping them from contention for my belt, we let them focus on The Violators posse and hell, you never know, they might well be able to scrape together enough of a fight to win the tag championships from what remains of the Anachronauts."
Charlie Coors: "Umm ok...And Desperado?"
Thomas Walker: "With Desperado it's simple, he has been wrestling under this banner for years and has never came close to the belt which I won within a week of signing my contract. He's a nothing."

Coors locks eyes with Tommy, both men expecting the other to pick up the interview. Eventually Tommy begins to wrap up:

Thomas Walker: "Now if that's all you were after Keystone I'm really very busy..."
Charlie Coors: "Thank you for your time, but before I let you go prepare for your match, do you have anything to say to people like Ryan Hughes who claim the way you won the belt makes it meaningless?"

Tommy's chuckles a little and slaps Charlies microphone holding arm in a jestful manner prompting him to push it closer to the roadkillers mouth.

Thomas Walker: "What do I say to people like that? I tell them to look at the numbers, even the least intelligent amongst you should be able to tell by the statistics that our names will be hanging around these halls like a bad smell for a long, LONG, time."

Draping one arm over the interviewers shoulder Tommy stares off into the distance and begins painting a mental image for the face of GHW.

Thomas Walker: "Even IF--as the bookmakers bafflingly seem to believe is possible--we lose tonight, we've successfully kept the belt within our possession for 33 days, longer than Blake Valediction, Metal Dragon and even that old dog Hayden Hardkores first run with the belt. To top that off Charles we not only held the belt we already defended it in two separate matches, more than can be said for Metal Dragon, Rob Wilkins, Blake Valediction, Colin Fitzpatrick, Winthorp Darkrites or Hayden Hardkore on his first and last periods of time with this championship. All these names stick around because of their association with this and other belts as will ours but when you look back over the three and a half year history of the King Of The Deathmatch crown Mr.Coors the names of only three Fighty fighty persons aggressively cling to the forefront of the mind of the viewers; Hayden, who we beat straight off the bat, That Guy Darth who we shall bury tonight and Vladimir Tepes Strife who we're willing and able to put to sleep anytime he feels like showing his ugly face; You name the time and the place Strife, we'll see you there. We've already made the impact that ensures our names will be forever remembered buddy, it's all up from here."

Seeming to mentally return to the room as his winding speech ends, Tommy locks eyes with Charles when he speaks one last time.

Thomas Walker:"So as much as I'd like to say I care about the FORMER new age champ throwing his dummy out the pram because he lost to a nobody in round one, I sadly can't say I do. When all is said and done, it'll be our name the people remember Charlie, not...uhh uhh, who were we talking about again?"
Charlie Coors: "Ry--"
Thomas Walker: "Goddammit Charles! It was a rhetorical question."

Waving his arms in the air, exhausted by the constant lack of common sense shown by the announcer turned interviewer, Tommy turns tail and lets himself back into the roadkill room.

Charlie Coors: "Well there you have it, tonight we'll see THOMAS Walker defend the King of the Deathmatch crown tonight. Back to you Al."

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Notes: Who wants to play "spot the comic book reference"? lol.