EWF – Vin Halsted – Heroes and Villains
**Flashback**
Date: December 27, 2013
::Scene opens as an HTC One cellphone vibrates on the ring apron of the training ring located in the Halsted Fieldhouse. Halsted stops working with his sparring partner, Big Kev, to answer the call. Halsted is wearing his old Varsity football shirt, Nike gym shorts, and a pair of custom wrestling boots. Big Kev is wearing a black, silver, and white singlet, a pair of leather pants and his black wrestling boots.::
Halsted: Yeah… hello?
Familiar Voice: Yeah, is this Vin Halsted?
Halsted: Speaking.
Familiar Voice: Oh, man… I finally got the right number!
Halsted: Umm… who is this?
Familiar Voice: Oh, sorry… Hey, Vin, this is Charlie Feigel.
Halsted: Charlie?
Feigel: Yeah… c’mon, man… you know who I am!
Halsted: Ummm… sure!
Feigel: Cool… so, I’m in a bit of a situation and you’re just the guy I need.
Halsted: Is that right? What sort of “situation”?
Feigel: Well, I sort of have a problem with Sebastian Kane.
Halsted: Ah… ok… What the Hell did Seabass do now?
Feigel: Well, he’s my current World Heavyweight Champion in my federation, Asylum Sports Entertainment.
Halsted: Asylum, what?
Feigel: ASE. I opened it not too long after Joey decided to close HHW for the last time.
Halsted: So, you have Seabass as your current reigning champion, huh?
Feigel: Yeah, it seemed like a good idea at the time, but he has completely gone off the rails and is holding my company up. He refuses to work with anyone who might be a threat to him and keeps demanding to be put over by anyone and everyone inside or outside of ASE. He has taken my world title hostage and will not relinquish it. I didn’t know what else to do until I remembered how you used to put him in his place during our time in HHW.
::Halsted laughs for a moment as he reminisces on his many dealings with Sebastian Kane.::
Halsted: Man… I forgot about all of that.
Feigel: Well, I didn’t and now I need to ask you for a favor.
Halsted: What would that be, Chuckles?
Feigel: Would you be willing to come to ASE and try to talk some sense into him?
Halsted: Let me get this straight. You want me to talk Seabass into handing you the title back, right?
Feigel: Yeah… do you think you can do that?
::Halsted scoffs.::
Halsted: Do you actually think that maniac would ever listen to anyone, let alone me, and relinquish a championship?
Feigel: C’mon, Vin… I don’t know what to do here. He’s been harassing Justice Orton to no end, too. She tried to take it from him but failed. My entire roster is getting very restless and people are starting to leave ASE.
::Halsted sighs.::
Halsted: Look, Chuckles, I’ve done everything I’ve ever dreamed of in the whacky world of wrestling and I just don’t have the inclination to go back. I have to walk through the Hall of Halsted just to remind myself of how many world championships I’ve won in my career.
Feigel: What’s it gonna take to get you to leave the Manor and come to ASE, Vin?
::Halsted takes a long pause as he looks around the Halsted Fieldhouse. He puts the phone down at his side and motions to his sparring partner.::
Halsted: Hey, Big Kev… I need you to go find, Scar, and tell her it’s urgent, please!
::The seven footer steps over the ropes and jumps down from the ring apron. He exits the Halsted Fieldhouse and begins searching the labyrinth-like halls of Halsted Manor as he searches for Scarlett. Meanwhile, Halsted puts the cellphone back to his ear.::
Halsted: Hold on, Chuckles, I just sent Big Kev to find my personal assistant, Scarlett. It may take a minute, but I’ll talk to her have her draft a proposal. I have to warn you that I’ll probably have some lofty demands.
::Charlie responses with a huff.::
Feigel: Look, I don’t care what you want as long as you get that maniac out of ASE. I know you’re good for business and will elevate my brand so whatever it takes to come here, it will be done.
::Halsted smiles slyly.::
Halsted: Ok, Chuckles… let’s get this contract done and go from there.
::Halsted looks up to see Big Kev walking back into the Halsted Fieldhouse with Scarlett in tow. Scarlett is wearing a beautiful form-fitting Dolce & Gabbana long-sleeve floral-lace Midi red dress with matching Dolce & Gabbana Mary Jane Baroque red heel pumps. He waves them over as he responds to Feigel.::
Halsted: Ah, there she is! Give me a minute, Chuckles.
Feigel: No problem, Vin!
::Halsted puts the phone down and addresses Scarlett. He tells her that he needs to have her draft a contract for him and have it ready to be faxed to Charlie Feigel. She asks for a few details and he gives her a short list of demands to be added to the details of the contract. She nods and asks for the fax number.::
Halsted: Hey, Chuckles, we need a fax number.
Feigel: Yeah, I just texted it to you.
Halsted: Ok… great, Chucky. I’ll have Scar send it over as soon as possible.
::Scarlett nods to Halsted as he finishes his call with Feigel. She walks off towards Halsted’s home office in order to write up Halsted’s proposal.::
Halsted: Ok, Chuckles, Scarlett will have that sent over to you right away. Just know that nothing is set until you sign off on my contractual demands.
Feigel: No problem, Vin, and thank you!
Halsted: You got it!
::Halsted ends the call and goes back into the ring to continue sparring with Big Kev. The two continue to work different wrestling holds and maneuvers while doing intermittent drills and running the ropes. About an hour passes, and Halsted’s HTC One begins to vibrate again.::
Halsted: What’s going on, Chucky? Do we have a deal?
Feigel: Yeah… I’ll set all of that up as long as you can still bring that level of talent.
Halsted: Great!
Feigel: Uh huh… but who is the second contract for?
::Halsted smirks.::
Halsted: C’mon, man… did you really think I would do this for you on my own?
Feigel: Well…
Halsted: Look, just have both contracts signed and let me do the rest.
Feigel: Ok, Vin… I’m just glad I won’t have to deal with Seabass much longer.
Halsted: No worries, Chuckles. He will be dealt with soon enough. See you soon!
Feigel: You too, and thanks again!
::Halste ends the call and nods to Big Kev. The two shake hands as they normally do when they finish their training sessions. Scene fades to black. END SCENE.::
**Present Day**
::Scene opens to show Halsted looking at the ASE World Heavyweight Championship that is hanging in the Hall of Halsted. He is wearing vintage Van Halen “1984” album t-shirt, a pair of Men’s ruffed Buffalo David Bitton Jeans, and a pair of black Dr. Martens 1460 Softy T Leather size 13 shoes that match his Hornback Crocodile Belt by Torino Leather. He is seemingly frozen as he stands with his arms crossed and reminisces about the time he spent in ASE and AUW. He, then, points at it and shakes his head.::
Halsted: This is the one that caused all of the dominoes to fall. I forgot all about it because it happened several years ago. I never put the connection together until now, but it all goes back to the ASE World Heavyweight Championship. You see, EWF Universe, Kenny would like you to believe that this story is all about him and his destiny of facing his dear friend Lou in an epic showdown for the EWF World Heavyweight Championship. He wants to spin a tale much like The Odyssey in which he overcomes the greatest of odds and goes from tag team obscurity to being the EWF franchise.
::Halsted scoffs.::
Halsted: Oh sure… Kenny overcame the odds by winning the Imperial Insanity Battle Royal but he left a few minor details out about the way in which he won and how he capitalized on what we did in there before he entered in at number twenty-four. Now, correct me if I’m wrong but The Enforcer started the number one spot and I entered in at the lucky number thirteen spot. We had several eliminations before you decided to grace us with your presence. Plus, didn’t you end up tossing two of your closest allies, one being your unwitting tag partner, out of the Battle Royal? Have you even spoken to Alec since then, Kenny?
::Halsted smirks and shakes his head as he continues to talk towards the ASE World Heavyweight Championship.::
Halsted: I’m guess that you haven’t because you’re a selfish piece of shit and the entire EWF Universe knows it. You see, Kenny, you showed everyone who you really are in that moment, but yet, you’re still trying to spin it like you are the hero of this story.
::Halsted clicks his tongue and shakes his right index finger back and forth.::
Halsted: How delusional and convoluted can you be, Kenny? While you sit there and try to downplay our main event tag match at this weekend’s Evolution as nothing more than the pit stop Odysseus made at the island of Aeaea on his way to Ithaca after the Trojan War, I see it in an entirely different way. You have painted The Outlawz, specifically myself and The Enforcer, as nothing more than flat characters and low-level villains in your perceived epic tale but you are sadly mistaken. Much like the Greek tragedy, you will fall from grace because you are blinded with hubris. You say that you earned your spot through authenticity, hard work and desire led you to this success you claim, but yet, you eliminated your two closest allies out of the ring when they least expected it. I would call that opportunistic and kudos to you for doing so. I’m sure it’s winning you a lot of favor and trust with Lou, right? Maybe that’s why our esteemed champion hasn’t shown up to talk about our match, yet. Hmm… yet, you claim that the EWF roster is too consumed with their individual looks, catchphrases, ring entrance music, and blah… blah… blah… but you’re just gonna keep moving over everyone, right? Including your tag partner, Alec, and your buddy Dank, right? How did those two fare when push came to shove, Kenny? I mean, if I were, Lou, I would definitely be thinking a lot about that right about now.
::Halsted points to his temple and smirks.::
Halsted: Yes, you found a way to catch lightening in a bottle on the night of Imperial Insanity, Kenny, but at what cost? You are walking into the lion’s den with Lou when you two face The Untouchable Talent and you two are wrapped in New York strip steaks while being led to the slaughter. You just made us even more hungry and angry by stealing that win from us. We aren’t here to be the foil of your story in which you and Lou band together to slay the Cyclops. Oh no… we are the big bads, we are the end bosses, and you will not make it to Hall of Heroes for your glorious moment. Lou will not be shaking your hand at the end of this weekend’s Evolution. It will be The Untouchable Talent making waste of you two while standing over your lifeless bodies and me with my EWF Old Glory Championship raised. You want to send me and Enforcer back to obscurity but there’s no chance in Hell that will happen because we will be sending both of you to The Underworld to meet the Ferryman. You two won’t make it to Hall of Heroes and what then? What will become of the precious main event contest for the EWF World Heavyweight Championship? Hmm… I have an idea or two but I guess we will just have to wait and see if Lou even bothers to show up for Evolution this weekend. Who knows… maybe Kenny will be forced to face us all on his own. How poetic would that be, huh, EWF Universe?
::Halsted sighs.::
Halsted: No catchphrase needed, right, Kenny? Your dream of your blood, sweat, and tears culminated in a sea of confetti falling from the ceiling as Hall of Heroes comes to an end with you clutching your first world championship becomes your worst nightmare at Evolution when you face the Ferryman! You are the true villain of this story and he will make you atone for your sins right after you get your first taste of a Halsted Hangover.
::Scene fades to black. END SCENE.::