The camera starts at the law offices of Albert Hitchman Enterprises in the heart of New York City as we enter the office of legendary manager Albert Hitchman sitting at his desk watching King of Elite unfold as he smirks with a smile on his face rewatching Harlow retain the EAW Pure Championship over former champion - Jake Smith.
Hitchman: Wow, would you look at that? Another successful title defense for Harlow as she defends her championship against the tough challenger Jake Smith. So now the date is set the week after Clash of Kingdoms in the main event of Showdown we have the reigning and defending champion who has defended her title week after week dominating the competition but this time she faces the returning and refocused PURE Wrestling Machine - Lucas Johnson. Now normally I would hype up this match for my client but this time it's different, for once in your lives to whom who is out in this world. Sometimes you people love to make conclusions with your own stupid brains but this time you need to shut up, open your eyes and take a look at my client and look him dead in the eyes.
You hear a door open in the background as you see Lucas Johnson walk into the frame wearing his blue Showdown track suit with a water bottle in hand rehydrating after his training session preparing for his title match against champion - Harlow Reichert. Albert Hitchman gets out of his chair and leaves the room as you hear the door shut behind him. Lucas Johnson sits down in Hitchman's chair as he lets out a sigh of relief as he begins to look into the camera with a cold look in his eye as he begins to go on a bit of a rant.
Lucas Johnson: You guys miss me? I will be honest I did not think I would ever return to the land of the elite after Reasonable Doubt. I was burnt out from traveling on the road, all the disrespect from the boys in the back, all the nonsense that can frustrate you like any other job you pieces of shit may have watching around the globe. The fact of the matter is I had to walk away from the machine, I did not feel control of my own destiny. Week after week, I would arrive put my time into training and the result would be the same getting the rug pulled out from under me. I would have the right resources around me, I had excellent boxing coaches training me to land the right strikes and game plans on my opponents but guess what happens? Loss after loss.....the pressure would mount on my shoulders every week and I would not find a way to get rid of that pressure because there was no reward at the end of the rainbow. I was not able to find the light at the end of the tunnel and it was almost depressing to be honest, the one sport I knew and loved I began to not enjoy anymore. I was not being able to enjoy flying all over the world, shall we look back on the timeline of events that led to the downfall? Example Number One. Lets go back to June 2019 - Mercedes Benz Stadium - Atlanta, Georgia. After coming up short the year prior in the Cash in the Vault Ladder Match to Noah Reigner I thought the stars were lined up perfectly. Growing up in Atlanta and Pain for Pride being at the new Mercedes Benz Stadium and in-front of my friends and family, and with the mental game of being winless at the Pain for Pride event I thought this was the year to right my wrongs against the best of the best including Raven Roberts who was with me in the war the year prior at Pain for Pride Festival in Las Vegas. The truth of the matter is looking back at that young kid who thought that could conquer the world was all but a lie. When you have match experience you think you are better then everyone else. The truth of the matter was I was a person who felt entitled and that night in Atlanta lightning struck again as another point was added to the loss column on my Pain for Pride record. So after that night I will admit I cried like a little bitch but I ended up looking at the bright side that a new season was starting so I got back up on the horse and looked forward to the future and new season on Showdown.
I would not let the pressure get to me as I would try to paint the picture to the world that I could do no wrong. That was the problem with me feeling entitled, I felt I had to paint a perfect picture of myself and show how Lucas Johnson is a top athlete here at the land of the elite and can hang with any world champion so hence why in July 2019 - Wells Fargo Center - Philly. The veteran Lethal Consequences was on the rise to having one last run at the World Heavyweight Championship and on the road to that quest I tried to put a stop to it by using Lethal as a stepping stone in getting my way back to the top. But that night Philly was not for the love as I came up short once again as I continued to fall down the ladder as Lethal passed me by on the highway who later captured the National Elite Championship later on in the season. At this point in time I had the sponsorship with Nike who would send me official clothing with my name on it so I felt I was a special talent, I was a box office draw but the fact of the matter is I was trying to hide from the truth but I continued to move onto September 2019 - Auburn, Alabama. Battle of the Sexes Divide and Conquer Elimination Match. Two big losses in a row from Cash in the Vault Ladder Match to Lethal Consequences but in the moment I had a flashback to Pain for Pride 9 with Team New Breed vs Team Vixens. That night in the Sunshine State I carried Team New Breed on my back along with JJ Silva so I thought second time is the charm baby just like in Atlanta but foolish enough another loss was taken and after coming up short the sponsorship from Nike set the deadline for October to show your worth or be dropped from the brand. At this point I would see the other people around me getting opportunites and winning championships and kept thinking to myself. "Why not me, why them?" It is sad I think that way but all my life I have been a competitive person, it's who I am I wear my heart on my sleeve so after all these people passed me by on the highway and feeling under appreciated I had to give myself a deadline. If a company like Nike doesn't want to believe in me then why should I believe in my own true self? Thats why I teamed up with Lance Blackfyre and put my chips in the middle of the table. Like the fool I was I decided to waste my money on a crown and ceptor like I was the real king of Showdown but yet again I was an entitled loser, fast forward to November 2019: T-Mobile Arena - Las Vegas. Unified Tag Team Championship Match with Lance Blackfyre against Heavenly Hell. Shoulders on the mat. One. Two. Three. Just like that the Nike sponorship deal has officially expired and my contract with the company expired and I decided to not sign the next deal the offices offered me because I didn't have the same motivaiton I had when I walked in the door. It was around Thanksgiving time and all I needed was time alone. I needed time to reflect, I needed time to spend with my friends and family and enjoy my holiday. So what did I do? I took some time off and went home to Long Island. The truth of the matter is I was born on Long Island and moved to Atlanta at a very young age when I was in Elementary School and from there I was spoon fed my way to the good life. I missed out on the life of starting from the bottom and working my way up to the top. So during my holiday break from Thanksgiving to New Years I had to unlock the key on my childhood and gain perspective. I had to heal up my wounds I opened up back even stepping toe to toe with Hades the Hellraiser in the Buried Alive Match. I had to give myself a hard look in the mirror and ask who is the real Lucas Johnson. Is the real Lucas Johnson someone that is going to ask sympathy from the fans for respect or be someone that can kick down the door and beat the respect out of everyone that stands in my way? The answer seemed pretty obvious to me, so what did I do? I went back to my routes.
Camera shows a flashback to December 2019 of Lucas Johnson going back to his old school in Suffolk County, NY walking down the hallways and reliving his childhood memories going to school.
As I walked down the hallways of my old school I got flashback memories of getting bullied like I am sure almost every other child had gone through at some point in there childhood. So instead of crying about my loses and staying at home not collecting a paycheck I recieved a phone call from my good friend Albert Hitchman saying the offices of the land of the elite reached out once again and asked if I would be interested in getting back on the horse and fighting my way back to the top of the food chain. At first I questioned myself but I decided to stay in town and start reviving my old ameatur wrestling skills and find the way I got myself to the dance I once reached by in 2017 coming from The Ohio State University. I would work on take down defense, I would work on special power moves that may help me inside the squared circle that could make the best Pure Wrestler on the Showdown roster. Day by day as I would practice riding my bike again I would gain the passion slowly but surely and care about representing the Showdown brand proudly and one day following in the one persons footsteps that I looked up to being down in EAW developmental when I first made my transition from ameatur wrestling. Since I signed my developmental contract I had a goal one day to become the PURE Wrestling Machine and hold the EAW Pure Championship and this coming week I have the opportunity to make my dream become a reality. So thank you to The Evil Genius himself - Albert Hitchman has laid down the blueprint on a silver platter for myself and I have the greatest opportunity of my career in the main event spotlight on the blue brand to capture the title I have been choming at the bit to get since I arrived here at the land of the elite against the wonderful Harlow Reichert. Harlow I have been watching and studying your title reign as I have been on the shelf getting myself ready physically and mentally. So this coming week Harlow I want you to get a good look at yourself in the mirror with that beautiful championship because you are simply on borrowed time my friend. I want you to spit shine that motherfucking belt and bring your A Game to Sioux Falls City, South Dakota because my time away has been four months too long. Four months of children like Drake King and Xander Payne who loved to keep running their mouths about myself and my past when I stepped away from the game and that being including yourself Ms. Harlow. This whole time you may have been increasing your stock as champion holding that title hostage as a stepping stone with this open challenge but face it Harlow. Be honest with yourself, this title open challenge has been leading to this moment in time on February 22nd, 2020 and that being the biggest title defense of your Pure Championship reign. And my friend time is ticking because the changing of the guard soon awaits...TICK TOCK CHAMP!
Hitchman: Wow, would you look at that? Another successful title defense for Harlow as she defends her championship against the tough challenger Jake Smith. So now the date is set the week after Clash of Kingdoms in the main event of Showdown we have the reigning and defending champion who has defended her title week after week dominating the competition but this time she faces the returning and refocused PURE Wrestling Machine - Lucas Johnson. Now normally I would hype up this match for my client but this time it's different, for once in your lives to whom who is out in this world. Sometimes you people love to make conclusions with your own stupid brains but this time you need to shut up, open your eyes and take a look at my client and look him dead in the eyes.
You hear a door open in the background as you see Lucas Johnson walk into the frame wearing his blue Showdown track suit with a water bottle in hand rehydrating after his training session preparing for his title match against champion - Harlow Reichert. Albert Hitchman gets out of his chair and leaves the room as you hear the door shut behind him. Lucas Johnson sits down in Hitchman's chair as he lets out a sigh of relief as he begins to look into the camera with a cold look in his eye as he begins to go on a bit of a rant.
Lucas Johnson: You guys miss me? I will be honest I did not think I would ever return to the land of the elite after Reasonable Doubt. I was burnt out from traveling on the road, all the disrespect from the boys in the back, all the nonsense that can frustrate you like any other job you pieces of shit may have watching around the globe. The fact of the matter is I had to walk away from the machine, I did not feel control of my own destiny. Week after week, I would arrive put my time into training and the result would be the same getting the rug pulled out from under me. I would have the right resources around me, I had excellent boxing coaches training me to land the right strikes and game plans on my opponents but guess what happens? Loss after loss.....the pressure would mount on my shoulders every week and I would not find a way to get rid of that pressure because there was no reward at the end of the rainbow. I was not able to find the light at the end of the tunnel and it was almost depressing to be honest, the one sport I knew and loved I began to not enjoy anymore. I was not being able to enjoy flying all over the world, shall we look back on the timeline of events that led to the downfall? Example Number One. Lets go back to June 2019 - Mercedes Benz Stadium - Atlanta, Georgia. After coming up short the year prior in the Cash in the Vault Ladder Match to Noah Reigner I thought the stars were lined up perfectly. Growing up in Atlanta and Pain for Pride being at the new Mercedes Benz Stadium and in-front of my friends and family, and with the mental game of being winless at the Pain for Pride event I thought this was the year to right my wrongs against the best of the best including Raven Roberts who was with me in the war the year prior at Pain for Pride Festival in Las Vegas. The truth of the matter is looking back at that young kid who thought that could conquer the world was all but a lie. When you have match experience you think you are better then everyone else. The truth of the matter was I was a person who felt entitled and that night in Atlanta lightning struck again as another point was added to the loss column on my Pain for Pride record. So after that night I will admit I cried like a little bitch but I ended up looking at the bright side that a new season was starting so I got back up on the horse and looked forward to the future and new season on Showdown.
I would not let the pressure get to me as I would try to paint the picture to the world that I could do no wrong. That was the problem with me feeling entitled, I felt I had to paint a perfect picture of myself and show how Lucas Johnson is a top athlete here at the land of the elite and can hang with any world champion so hence why in July 2019 - Wells Fargo Center - Philly. The veteran Lethal Consequences was on the rise to having one last run at the World Heavyweight Championship and on the road to that quest I tried to put a stop to it by using Lethal as a stepping stone in getting my way back to the top. But that night Philly was not for the love as I came up short once again as I continued to fall down the ladder as Lethal passed me by on the highway who later captured the National Elite Championship later on in the season. At this point in time I had the sponsorship with Nike who would send me official clothing with my name on it so I felt I was a special talent, I was a box office draw but the fact of the matter is I was trying to hide from the truth but I continued to move onto September 2019 - Auburn, Alabama. Battle of the Sexes Divide and Conquer Elimination Match. Two big losses in a row from Cash in the Vault Ladder Match to Lethal Consequences but in the moment I had a flashback to Pain for Pride 9 with Team New Breed vs Team Vixens. That night in the Sunshine State I carried Team New Breed on my back along with JJ Silva so I thought second time is the charm baby just like in Atlanta but foolish enough another loss was taken and after coming up short the sponsorship from Nike set the deadline for October to show your worth or be dropped from the brand. At this point I would see the other people around me getting opportunites and winning championships and kept thinking to myself. "Why not me, why them?" It is sad I think that way but all my life I have been a competitive person, it's who I am I wear my heart on my sleeve so after all these people passed me by on the highway and feeling under appreciated I had to give myself a deadline. If a company like Nike doesn't want to believe in me then why should I believe in my own true self? Thats why I teamed up with Lance Blackfyre and put my chips in the middle of the table. Like the fool I was I decided to waste my money on a crown and ceptor like I was the real king of Showdown but yet again I was an entitled loser, fast forward to November 2019: T-Mobile Arena - Las Vegas. Unified Tag Team Championship Match with Lance Blackfyre against Heavenly Hell. Shoulders on the mat. One. Two. Three. Just like that the Nike sponorship deal has officially expired and my contract with the company expired and I decided to not sign the next deal the offices offered me because I didn't have the same motivaiton I had when I walked in the door. It was around Thanksgiving time and all I needed was time alone. I needed time to reflect, I needed time to spend with my friends and family and enjoy my holiday. So what did I do? I took some time off and went home to Long Island. The truth of the matter is I was born on Long Island and moved to Atlanta at a very young age when I was in Elementary School and from there I was spoon fed my way to the good life. I missed out on the life of starting from the bottom and working my way up to the top. So during my holiday break from Thanksgiving to New Years I had to unlock the key on my childhood and gain perspective. I had to heal up my wounds I opened up back even stepping toe to toe with Hades the Hellraiser in the Buried Alive Match. I had to give myself a hard look in the mirror and ask who is the real Lucas Johnson. Is the real Lucas Johnson someone that is going to ask sympathy from the fans for respect or be someone that can kick down the door and beat the respect out of everyone that stands in my way? The answer seemed pretty obvious to me, so what did I do? I went back to my routes.
Camera shows a flashback to December 2019 of Lucas Johnson going back to his old school in Suffolk County, NY walking down the hallways and reliving his childhood memories going to school.
As I walked down the hallways of my old school I got flashback memories of getting bullied like I am sure almost every other child had gone through at some point in there childhood. So instead of crying about my loses and staying at home not collecting a paycheck I recieved a phone call from my good friend Albert Hitchman saying the offices of the land of the elite reached out once again and asked if I would be interested in getting back on the horse and fighting my way back to the top of the food chain. At first I questioned myself but I decided to stay in town and start reviving my old ameatur wrestling skills and find the way I got myself to the dance I once reached by in 2017 coming from The Ohio State University. I would work on take down defense, I would work on special power moves that may help me inside the squared circle that could make the best Pure Wrestler on the Showdown roster. Day by day as I would practice riding my bike again I would gain the passion slowly but surely and care about representing the Showdown brand proudly and one day following in the one persons footsteps that I looked up to being down in EAW developmental when I first made my transition from ameatur wrestling. Since I signed my developmental contract I had a goal one day to become the PURE Wrestling Machine and hold the EAW Pure Championship and this coming week I have the opportunity to make my dream become a reality. So thank you to The Evil Genius himself - Albert Hitchman has laid down the blueprint on a silver platter for myself and I have the greatest opportunity of my career in the main event spotlight on the blue brand to capture the title I have been choming at the bit to get since I arrived here at the land of the elite against the wonderful Harlow Reichert. Harlow I have been watching and studying your title reign as I have been on the shelf getting myself ready physically and mentally. So this coming week Harlow I want you to get a good look at yourself in the mirror with that beautiful championship because you are simply on borrowed time my friend. I want you to spit shine that motherfucking belt and bring your A Game to Sioux Falls City, South Dakota because my time away has been four months too long. Four months of children like Drake King and Xander Payne who loved to keep running their mouths about myself and my past when I stepped away from the game and that being including yourself Ms. Harlow. This whole time you may have been increasing your stock as champion holding that title hostage as a stepping stone with this open challenge but face it Harlow. Be honest with yourself, this title open challenge has been leading to this moment in time on February 22nd, 2020 and that being the biggest title defense of your Pure Championship reign. And my friend time is ticking because the changing of the guard soon awaits...TICK TOCK CHAMP!
