Ryan Borden, a man who looked up to his father, Sting throughout his entire life, recently joined AEW. Originally he wanted to be all elite and work along side with his father like the good ol' times.
Turns out that didn't exactly go his way, sinc...
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CHAPTER 54: The Las Vegas Screw Job!
(Note to wrestling fans, I know that ORIGINALLY in real, MJF walks away with the belt but in THIS story? That's not going to go that way so what you're about to read obviously didn't happen on TV. Hope you guys enjoy!! 😜)
I was backstage as I watched the entire match of the Four Pillars from start to finish.
With MJF still champ, I shook my head but hey, it's no big deal cause I at least had a backup plan that Paragon discussed about with me earlier.
So, it's now time for me to head out there.
When I headed out to the arena, I saw MJF coming up the ramp with his belt, about to head backstage but I approached over to him and struck him to the head with a solid right hand, knocking him down.
The fans went ballistic at first hearing them cheering and roaring with surprise.
MJF tries to fight back but I had much more advantage since MJF was pretty fatigued from the match.
I was throwing some strong, rapid hands at him, beating him up senselessly then lastly, kicked him to the head, knocking him out cold.
Jungle Boy and Sammy didn't really care at all as they left the ring and made their way backstage and I let them.
Darby was in the ring, seated down by the corner, watching me with confusion.
I stood, staring over at Darby for a minute, feeling my chest heaving heavily while I closed my hand into a tight fist.
I made my way down the ramp, keeping my eyes on the scrawny bone head, striding my way over and into the ring.
At first, I went to offer Darby my hand as he just stares up at me, puzzled while seeing him catch his breath from the match he had not long ago.
He looked at my hand then up at me for a bit then took a hold of my hand. I gripped onto his, helping him up to his feet and acted as if I'm a 'friend' of his. I patted his back giving him false reassurance though he doesn't know that.
Eventually, that's when I snapped and roughly knocked him down to the floor causing the fans to become shocked by my actions but started booing at me.
Jesus, their booing was two times much louder than their cheering for me, but you know what? FUCK IT!! I don't care anymore about these pathetic, ungrateful fans!! I'll be thinking about ME from now on!!
I went to go kneel down by Darby and roughly punched him to the head a few times, going ham on him then I went to go toss him out of the ring, causing him to land hard on the mat outside.
I was completely consumed with rage!! I felt my skin growing hot, my ears were burning and felt like there were fire in my eyes.
I rolled up my sleeves and loosened up my black tie while breathing heavily through my nostrils. Then I exit the ring to go grab Darby and sent him crashing hard against the barricade, seeing him placing his hands onto his lower back, wincing in pain.
