Added (2011-06-18, 12:16 PM)
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Don't the best of them bleed it out
While the rest of them peter out
Truth or consequence, say it aloud x2
Use that evidence, race it around

There goes my hero
Watch him as he goes
There goes my hero
He's ordinary

"My Hero by Foo Fighters"



Gods Amongst Men.

Just another showing of excellence as I walked back to the CZW locker-room with a slight limp from hitting the serial kill air to the outside. I risked life and limb but it was all for a statement a statement at someone’s expense. Kris Kash was exiled into the bottomless pit of failure. Well that’s a little thing called karma he didn’t give his all these past few shows and he came up less than stellar. Taking the tape off my hands and took off my wrestling attire and then preceded to the showers. I was washing away the deep hate and anger that has accumulated in my heart after losing love and my father. Laura David was a long lost love of mine. IT seemed like yesterday when I held her lovely frame like a dozen roses freshly picked from the Garden of Eden.

I wasn’t expecting to bury the love of my life the same way I didn’t expect my dad’s death. The question I guess was expect the unexpected. And well Chris Tolwar should expect the unexpected coming head on toward him like a rock from a snobby little bully. A school bully who doesn’t understand that his ways would soon have him witness a sick twisted beating. A beating that would leave him in such bad shape he’d likely bleed to death or slip into a deep coma. Then being non existent in this company and the entire world not ever saying another peep. Chris Tolwar wasn’t worthy enough to win the bad ass tournament he was coming up with a knife to a known great fight.

He was showing up to the Alamo and was going to get slaughtered in the first 30 minutes of battle. I was trying to scrub away the pain that was attached to my body. But I couldn’t seem to wash it off it was like a leech sucking the blood out of me also the life. I wasn’t the same Edward Croft when I first started in the glorious business of professional wrestling. I have changed greatly and due in part mostly from the hardships that I have suffered over the years. Adding more fuel to the fire that was heavily burning since I have arrived here in CZW. The stars weren’t aligning for me anymore they are scattering slowly away from me leaving me alone. I’m stuck in a point of disbelief I have been on a winning streak lately and it was on the line tonight. I will step into Sun National Bank Center with a head filled with utter emotion and frustration and I would like to vent it all out on one Chris Tolwar.

It was a must win situation in order to move on to bigger and better opportunities. I had to put my body on the line and get the win and continue onward until I have the world title around my waist. I am ready to again prove the Nay Sayers wrong and prove without a shadow of a doubt that I am a Champion. The road was rocky but I’ve seen rougher terrain than that and it wasn’t going to take me off my game one bit. I rinsed off and then proceeded to get me a towel and dry myself off. I then changed into my street clothes and stored my ring attire in a black and red gym bag.

I slammed the locker and went to leave but then I just stayed watching the rest of the show to see what’s going to happen. The night was exciting but I had a sour feeling after Alan Fiscus retained his title belt. I hated the man so much but at least Big Nasty returned and kicked some ass in a major way. I walked out of Madison Square Garden and breathed the fresh air and then I proceeded to enter my car in the parking lot. Gripping the steering wheel as Big Nasty walked in the parking lot with a big grin on his face. I then stared at him from afar sitting in the driver’s seat of my Red 2009 Chevrolet Convertible as he walked closer up toward me. He looked at me dead in the eye and then ducked his head down and peered at me and then reached out his hand. He was asking for a handshake so I politely entered a friendly handshake with this behemoth. He was gentle but was a little off in the head from what I’ve heard on the independent circuit. I looked him straight in the eye and saw a person that was genuine in a since but wasn’t prepared to the conversation that would soon follow. As I didn’t know what this guys motives were and what he preserved life to be. Did he preserve it to be a past time before death? Or a time to prove you can take living on earth without sin till the lord called your name?

Whatever he was thinking it was that thought of wonderment that made me tick. It made me tick to know what was in this guy’s head and what was his psychology like inside and outside of the ring. It was needed in order to be able to defeat him as an adversary or know his strengths and weaknesses as a tag team. The handshake was brief before Big Nasty made it his duty to speak. Speak to a man who had decimated Kris Kash and left him crumpled in utter agony. But Big Nasty wasn’t hesitated to speak on matters that was on his mind and neither was I. But I didn’t have the type of patience anymore for long dragged out speeches I was merely trying to achieve. I was merely trying to achieve a top echelon of greatness without using moral fibers. Without using any moral fibers about what I should or shouldn’t do. I just went out and did whatever to gain what was needed but I did it in a non-evil way. Even though CZW is hardcore oriented I was more of the wrestling ability type of guy. I was set out to prove that I could be the unique alternative in CZW but still bring in money.

And let’s face it money is what every company needs in order to prosper above the food chain. But it wasn’t about the money for me it was about going there and setting the bar sky high leaving bodies in my wake. It was about proving who the better man is while the fans either booed you or cheered you. It was time for me to undergo a rebirth in order to foresee that I hold the CZW world heavyweight championship over my head. IT will be a road that would feature some extraordinary matches guaranteed out in the open. And it will also see me unleashing a brand new way of chain wrestling and counters of my opponents’ maneuvers. Who knew what the future hold except the good lord upstairs? Maybe I could know what my future held in some shape or form.

Without discrimination and prejudice I’d face the best wrestlers in CZW and the entire world in order to cement my wrestling legacy. A legacy that was building up ever since I debuted in the Canadian independent circuit with help from Brent Hart and The Phunk Brothers. I was expecting myself not to live up to the legends expectations but they have enjoyed watching my career grow. I have enjoyed the fun ride my career has token me on. I met some interesting people and found a new girlfriend Sarah Hyatt who made my heart flutter. She wasn’t Laura David but she was a person of her with her own unique characteristics. Her characteristics made me smile out of the blue at the smallest of things that she does for me.

I had escaped the hardships of growing up with anger and seclusion. Now I was accustomed to friendly faces and girls asking for a whiff of my post match sweat. It was pretty weird I was a celebrity of sorts and it felt good. I wasn’t prepared for the big star treatment that I have adorned. But things seemed to have looked up for me at times even though I had to step up my game in order to be on top of CZW. Big Nasty began speaking to me with his voice booming and I stared at him as he spoke to me with attentiveness. I mean didn’t want to give the guy the impression that I didn’t really care for what he had to say to me or anything. But I wasn’t to keen on him telling me about the business or what he though of me as I was focused on winning the Bad Ass tournament with every fiber of my utter being.

I was ready to go through Tolwar in a brink of destruction to realize my dreams in this company. I was prepared to be the best of the best and dominate this company has ever seen and show these guys what real wrestling was all about. I wasn’t expecting the high stakes feel for this coming Over Drive but it was approaching utter quickly. The big fight feel was kind of in the air as I got to continue my win streak and I will do just that. I was just in a dream like mind state as Big Nasty began to talk to me.


Big Nasty: I didn’t notice who you were at first. Edward Croft I like your style out there you gave Kris hell. I swear you may have put him on the shelf indefinitely. You left him crumpled in a heap with any sudden hesitation. I came back to CZW as I missed the glorious days of me holding this place down. I missed decimating the entire locker room with my free spirit and utter determination. You are an inspiring guy and I hope you’re sticking with the company for a long time to come. Oh yeah can I get a ride? I mean don’t mean to punch a nerve or anything. But I really could use a lift hitch hiking here with a bunch of dicks and a twat wasn’t comfortable. By the way I won’t be discussing my real name on this trip. Because it’s sacred to me and besides I follow by my own damn rules partner.

The tall wrestler with his black aviator shades glistening off his facial region was smiling asking for a lift. I never thought that it was ever possible for this guy to ever need my help. I nodded as Big Nasty got inside of my vehicle and fastened his seat belt. He then eyed a large leather container. And it was filled with a bunch of compact discs inside of it. He then eyed me with some weird look and then grinned widely at me.

Big Nasty: You never heard of ITunes bro as you have a lot of cds. I mean there’s nothing wrong with that but it’s like a bunch of stuff here. I mean great we can jam out on our way to a bar for a drink. I want to get loosen up tonight to celebrate my big return inside a CZW ring. I want to enjoy tonight and then worry about my future plans later you feel me. I just want to have fun and act like a total asshole. It’s a hard knock life but sooner than later I’d end up knocking out the competition in a record amount of time. You understand my life has just witnessed a rebirth of sorts it felt good to go out there and lay out everyone.

What a way to end a pay per view and make a statement. I’m a man of a few words due to the fact of me being a chauvinistic pig and not a bright person. I mean I can say something of a brilliant approach but that’s not my style. I prefer being a dickwad and going out there and put on a great show. That’s apart of my nature that makes Big Nasty tick you know. You have to enjoy life each day as tomorrow isn’t quite promised to anyone that’s why I came back to show everyone that I still can kick some ass and take names. Big Nasty for president campaign is soon about to take the globe by storm just wait buddy just wait.

I nodded to what Big Nasty was saying as he was explaining his nature. He was explaining who he was in a personal sense. Hey consider me Doctor Phil and Big Nasty was my guest at this point. But Doctor Phil couldn’t even prevent himself from having a divorce some doctor he was. Helping others when he couldn’t possibly help himself. You must be able to help yourself unless your life is pointless. You must try to overcome every overbearing obstacle at all cost with an iron fist of sorts.

Edward Croft: Well you must abide by a certain amount of rules when you are in the wrestling business. But I like your style of wanting to be independent and being your own man. But you have to consider the factors of people going after you all the time and taking you out. I’m willing to help you out with the whole Fiscus situation as I hate that man with all my might. Ever seen someone try to grind your gears to a certain extent and you want to kill them. That describes me and Alan’s relationship. We are driving all the way to the Bronx for a drink how quaint. Us two chatting about past experiences over a cold brew is a lot better than spending a week or two in a hospital. Recuperation is a thing I’m good at as I don’t stay down for long. I’m a man known to take serious amounts of punishment and end up coming back in order to witness my opponents expression. There expression are shocked at first and they want to have a heart attack no the spot but I try to preserve them at will.

I try to preserve them so their expression can carry over to the night I stomp a mud hole in their ass. What’s the big deal about leaving a mess after having the match of your life? Well take in consideration people have to clean up your shit but that’s just about it. I have been through countless matches where I didn’t know if I could pull off a victory and I did. And you wonder why Big Nasty it’s because I took it to them like a bat out of hell. I picked my spots and went after them before capturing the win and getting a standing ovation. A standing ovation that seems to echo around miles upon miles. It’s an exhilarating feeling in my bones when they cheer my name even get a little tear in my eye. But I’m not soft not at all it just brings out emotions in me I never knew I had. Come Over Drive the only way that Chris Tolwar can win is if he was living on a prayer of some sorts you can’t take me out that easily buddy.

I don’t care what your trained in your time isn’t coming just yet so take a little nap in the back seat while the big boys play. You are in for a real treat and you’re not ready for what I have in store you. The time of jokes are indeed over and the fall of Chris Tolwar is indeed imminent because I’m Canada’s Finest Bitch!!!


Big Nasty nods as I popped a compact disc inside the stereo system and a song emits through it as Big Nasty nods. I nodded while I was feeling good thoughts as I looked like I was about to sing. Big Nasty looked to my being and we began to start singing the song in unique fashion. This is the stuff of legends ironically and Big Nasty and Edward Croft singing together has to be moment of the year.

Edward Croft: Tommy used to work on the docks union's been on strike. He's down on his luck - It's tough so tough. Gina works the diner all day working for her man. She brings home her pay for love for love.



Big Nasty: She says: We've got to hold on to what we've got. 'Cause it doesn't make a difference if we make it or not. We've got each other and that's a lot for love - We'll give it a shot.


Both: Ohhh we’re half way there Oh! Oh! Livin’ on a prayer. Take my hand and we'll make it I swear Oh! Oh! Livin' on a prayer.

Just as Big Nasty and myself were grooving to the sweet sounds of Bon Jovi my cell phone had began to ring and then I pressed my ear against the receiver. I wasn’t prepared on who was on the other line.

Edward Croft: Who is this?

???: Your worst nightmare as I have your precious Sarah here in my possession. And I’m the one who set your brother up in that murder case. I want something from you Edward and they may even well be your life. If you want her back you’ll follow the instructions I will leave in your Locker Room after this coming Over Drive. If you don’t comply then your precious girlfriend will meet the bottom of Eastchester Bay. You understand you sorry excuse for a human being.

I gripped my cell phone tightly as thought filled my head about my brother being set up for murder and him having my girlfriend captive. I looked to Big Nasty as I stepped on the gas and sped through what seemed like all green lights. I had god on my side it seemed like as I continued pacing toward my Flat in the middle of the Bronx. I screeched inside a parking space and left Big Nasty clenching onto his heart as I got out the car rushing into my Flat. I ran up the stairs and bust open my Flat’s door and then saw a masked man standing there with a gun in his hands. He had it to the temple of my girlfriend Sarah Hyatt and tears streamed down myself. I went to my knees as Big Nasty came behind me and stared as the masked man grinned. Big Nasty stood frozen as he didn’t know what to do. I then felt the anger rise in me and lunged forward. I quickly knocked the masked man upon his nose and felt it bust upon my hands.

The warm blood dripped upon my hands as I wrestled the gun from his palms. He tried to gain it back and then it went off as Sarah stood close by and then she collapsed. I saw blood dripping from her abdomen and then I became a mad man. I began battering the masked man with an array of punches before removing his mask and he was wrestling legend “Nacho Man” Sandy Ravage. I looked down at him and saw a mark on his arm that resembled that of a cult chapter here in New York City called The Grave Stalkers. I checked on Sarah she was bleeding heavily and I screamed for Big Nasty to call for an ambulance. At the North Central Bronx hospital me and Big Nasty didn’t say anything to each other as the doctor approached us. He was a black man around 6 feet three inches with a full beard and his tag said Doctor Cross.



Doctor Cross: Well we managed to get the bullet out of her abdomen she’s still resting but you can go in to see her if you’d like. The guy who did was being tooken down town but I’m afraid the police car was ambushed. The cops were killed and Sandy Ravage Is at large I’m afraid. I wish you the best of luck Mr. Croft in this time of certain distress for you.

Doctor Cross walked away as I walked in and sat beside my beloved Sarah as she was laid up and in bad shape. I was crying as Big Nasty walked in with two bud lights and sat beside me. I cried my eyes out but then delivered a very chilling message for the entire world to see.

Edward Croft: You decided to lay up someone I love did you guys. Well you have struck a nerve in me that wasn’t hit in quite some time. I’m going to rip out your entrails and feast on them myself your little pricks. This is not some game or sick joke it’s my life for Christ sake. And now I have to destroy yours one by one it should be fun. And I’m not alone I have Big Nasty along for the journey and we will indeed dominate. I have seen things in my life that I can’t reverse. I have seen the love of my life killed right in front of me and it hurts me till this very day. I can’t seem to forget the cold steel of that car striking her and killing her and it’s etched in my skull.

Every waking day it irks my nerves but I will soon forget about that when you guys are either dead or in jail. You seem to be mistaken me for a man with no guts or contains cowardice but I don’t. I will enjoy beating you into the concrete fellas as more as I’m going to enjoy ending Chris Tolwar’s career. You will see why I possess the best wrestling ability in CZW and why I’m dangerous. You never should have snuck your noses into my affairs when I never ever went after you guys. So what I beat one of your future leaders up in High School that’s a long time ago.

But you don’t seem to forget so enough of the trash talk and underhanded assignation attempts. I want you to come to my face and try to kill me if you dare and I mean it. If you dare try to even do that see if you will be eating through a straw after that said encounter. Measuring up to me is like measuring the giant from Jack and the bean stalk your not even close. You can’t overcome me even when you think you can you have unleashed a hell hound and I won’t rest until I have devoured you and your souls for your sins. Your sins against yours truly and for your sins against man. You will face utter destruction and you will never question my motives again. The face of evil is you guys allegedly well you have never saw my demons come full circle and now they do.

Be prepared to be sucked in into the soullessness of hell. Be prepared to be roasted and feasted upon by the demons below in the depths of the underworld. You won’t ever be able to forget my name again. You won’t ever forget that I’m not somebody to just mess with out of nowhere. You are witnessing the evolution of a wrestling mainstay and once that evolution happens no one will ever forget. They won’t ever forget that I’m Canada’s Finest Bitch!!! And I hope Christopher Tolwar knows how to put on his wrestling boots and ring attire as his brain is the size of a termite. But just tune in to the upcoming episode of Over Drive the beating you’ll witness will be vicious and disturbing.

I may have lost my mind but at least it’s with due reasons. It’s time to claim the mortal souls of these sinners one by one. And it’s time to finally reach the top of this promotion and after Tolwar falls to me nobody will question me again. No one will question my ability of one day being obtaining the CZW world heavyweight championship, And all you guys have to do is stay tuned as one hell of a show is about to get underway. And after the smoke clears I will be standing victorious as usual simply due part to my superior wrestling ability, poise and prowess.



Big Nasty stares at me before saying something in closing as I lay upon the stomach of Sarah Hyatt.


Big Nasty: Gods Amongst Men has been formed in order to see CZW rise to a new pinnacle. A new pinnacle where we take over CZW and churn out the best matches on a daily basis. To prove that we are thorough bred athletes built on morals and more than muscle headed freaks. I am personally ready to team with Croft to win gold and to also decimate a band of nerds that call themselves a cult. I know a cult which has twenty six women all ready to be taken to the sheets. And you know why they want to be taken to the sheets by me that’s because I’m a superstar damn it. And a superstar like me deserves to be on top of this company. And along the way you’d see my hard work and dedication also my enthusiasm for the business show. So as I have explained our teaming up I have only this to say to all who face us. Can you withstand the force of The Gods? My answer to that is no but we’ll see soon enough shall we.


Edward Croft and Big Nasty toast the Bud Lights and then drink them down as Sarah Hyatt laid in the hospital bed resting. Amongst pain and suffering comes a good moment in life and that good moment is the formation of a new team. Gods Amongst Men were ready to take CZW by storm. But were they ready to see a new uprising in a company they loved so dearly. The company they loved so much was about to be taken to new heights be prepared friends for a new chapter. It’s time for CZW to undergo a permanent transformation for the best. Just be ready and let the future possess you with its words of wisdom and shallow ability to move you.


~FIN~



Jesus as you throw me on the rocks,
For love I left your side

'cus I believed in love and beauty’s wiles,
Where heaven shone from your eyes

Chained to your tree
I wanted you to say
I wanted you to say
I wanted to believe
Chained to your tree
I wanted you to say
I wanted you to say

Tell me that it wasn’t all for naught,
It’s such a waste now, It’s such a waste now c’mon
I know your scared but baby don’t you hide,
It’s such a waste,
You'll stand alone now, you'll make it somehow

"Alright by Pilot Speed"