For most of his life Rhett has been a confused young man, a follower who was happy to sit in the back and go along with the flow. He has been content to deal with what was placed in front of him, satisfied with what he was given. That was until the day his father took his own life, a confused 18 year old man took that moment as a wake up call and began to seek some sort of meaning, some sort of direction.
That's when he met Carter, a man who promised him everything he wanted. Meaning, Direction, Legacy, He listened to Carter's words, he did what he was told, and he hoped to find what he needed. It wasn't until recently though, it wasn't until IIW that he began to believe. Second Coming was his direction, it was his legacy and he was determined to focus on adding Gold to the movement. For some reason however Carter had different plans. He had made a deal with a national production company. The crew would follow them around as they prepared each week, he had also arranged other things to push the group nationally.
This week was a cross country trip to promote IIW and the movement. Rhett however wasn't the biggest fan of the idea, for the first time during this endeavor he was starting to wonder if following Carter was what he was meant to do. He understood his legacy now, maybe the time for Carter was coming to an end. Still that was a story for another day...
"This is a complete and utter waste of time..,"
The annoyance in the voice of Rhett was plain in every syllable, and echoed loudly by his general body language. Still he stood in front of the group that the world was introduced to recently as Second Coming, consisting of himself, his tag team partner Sawyer Wade, social media junkie Maverick Tatum, and the lady of the group Beckett or as she preferred these days "Daddy Marisol".
Each one of them caring a suitcase the group was also flanked by two want to be members Jack Tyde and Shante' Waverly as well as what seemed to be over a dozen other random people. The mass of people all standing in what slightly resembled a line. In front of what would appear to be a train boarding station. Most everyone outside of Sawyer and Rhett seemed at least a little interested in what was going on.
"Better watch your tone Rhett," Sawyer's gruff voice attempted to whisper as he poked fun at his partner "Wouldn't want Carter to hear you complaining, this whole thing was his idea after all,"
The scene cuts oddly showing Sawyer standing in an Isolated portion of the train station staring directly at the camera, Documentary style. He's speaking to the camera with a bit more pleasant look than typical for him.
"So for some reason Carter decided to cash in on all this social media buzz that Maverick and Beckett have been getting for Second Coming lately. So he's got us some sort of Documentary about us and how we are coming into IIW and making an impact. Not really sure who the f*cK would care but apparently some of you losers with no life do. Still as stupid as that is, it really really annoys the f*cK out of Rhett so I am honestly kind of enjoying it,"
The view returns to the group waiting to board the train. You can see one of the other guest, a younger boy at about 14 or so push his way towards the group of second coming, he makes his way to Rhett first as he tugs on the man's shirt a few times to get his attention.
"What..," Rhett speaks as he looks down at the kid. He pauses for a moment before he answers "Yea uh Can I help you?,"
"You guys are from IIW aren't you? The group known as Second Coming?,"
You can almost see Rhett's chest swell a bit at the pride of being noticed in this group, he lets out a big smirk as he answers the kid. "That would be us, what's your name kid?,"
"I'm Pete," He replied "And your part of the tag team that keeps beating up bear-a-dactyl aren't you?,"
Rhett just nods. You can almost tell he is proud of the fact and oblivious that a young child may not approve of ATG's action.
"YOUR MEAN!," He almost shouts as he jumps in the air and stomps hard on Rhett's foot. You can see the pain hit Rhett almost instantly as rage flies over him at the same time. He grits his teeth as he almost growls at the child.
"I'm mean?! Well guess what kid your fucking Ugly, you look like a Mister Ed mated with Dori and your the monstrosity that came out,"
"Rhett?!," Beckett gasp as his words leave his mouth. He kid looks shocked as he begins to cry and mutter.
"that's why your a dodo head!," The kid attempts to lash back as tears stream down his cheeks.
"Yea your breath smells like dodo kid, your ugly, stupid and your mama dresses you funny. I bet your father wishes she would of swallowed that day,"
You can see Sawyer & Maverick both in the background laughing as Beckett attempts to hush Rhett, to no avail. Before the young child can say anything else his parents show up. You can tell they are confused and trying to figure out what is wrong with their child.
We cut back to Sawyer talking to the Camera again. He is smiling ear to ear as he addresses the Camera man.
"Yea I like to think I am becoming a real positive influence on Rhett since we have come together as a tag team. I mean a couple months ago he might of tried to give that brat an autograph, or tell him he could be whatever he wants to be when he grows up. Only a few months as my tag team partner and he's telling the little inbred broodling that he smells like shit and looks like a horse fish...,"
He pauses nodding in approval as he gives it a few more seconds of thought.
"Yea, that's real improvement there..,"We cut back to the kids parents as they finish trying to make out what just happened finally the man speaks in the direction of the group.
"Which one of you is Rhett? We need to have a word!,"
"I am, what is it to you!," Rhett steps forward and moves towards the father. Rhett is a good 6 inches taller than the short man and more than likely a decade younger. The father himself swallows as he sees him, he rubs his fingers through his slightly balding head and takes a deep breath. Talking to his wife and child first.
"Take Petey on board Helen, I will deal with this. He doesn't need to see me get angry!,"
"Ok Peter tell that bully what you really think!,"
The short, heavyset woman says as she takes her son off into the crowd and towards the Train.
The Camera cuts to her talking to the camera man.
"Peter is a beast, so whoever that Rhett gentlemen is I hope he learned his lesson. Once when we were dating, we went to a steak house and he ordered it medium rare. It came back Medium well, and boy did he give that poor waiter a lashing! We even got a free desert that night, and he barely left a tip...,"
She gives a disturbing smile as she recalls the incident and unbuttons the top of her blouse "Is it getting hot in here? Peter!!,"
She calls and exits out the camera. We return back to Peter now ready to address the issue with Rhett personally.
"Mister Rhett I..,"
"You what? What on earth do you have to say to me?," Rhett insist as his anger is becoming more and more apparent.
"Well now that they are gone, I just wanted to know if I could get an autograph? Your so right! Wrestling now a days is a joke, I remember the good days with Kenneth Dunn, Tricky D and Brien Cage. Man those were real professionals! You guys are a breath of fresh air honestly on TV, I have started watching IIW every week since you came together,"
"Oh...," The camera gets a close up of Rhett who looks more stunned now than anything else. He nods and begins to sign an autograph for Peter.
The view switches to Peter now alone addressing the camera man.
"Well I mean I wouldn't exactly call me a fan of ATG, honestly I just want to know what happened to Osh. Still I do watch the show and I seen them destroy Bear A Dactyl and Iron Wolf over the past few months and I sure didn't want to piss them off..,"
He holds up the Autograph for the camera to see as he continues talking,
"Maybe I can sell this on eBay or something, is this going to be on TV?,"
We change scenes again as Second Coming finally boards the large train. They make their way down the fancy carts looking on in awe. They are so big inside that they look like rooms to a grand mansion of some sort, ballrooms, lounges, libraries and several other such rooms that you would not imagine a train would hold. Even a cart with a glass ceiling to let in the sun, vibrant greenery growing all in it, they called it the conservatory. As they made their way in they were being lead around by a guide who explained things about the train.
"This is the madam trip of our grand vessel! Its a 3 night trip with no stop over, we will go across All of America in this luxury trip. It is the perfect vacation, the safest and most enjoyable way to travel cross country!,"
As second coming follows the guide you can see Sawyer has already began drinking, Beckett and Maverick are both talking in whispers and Rhett is bringing up the rear looking extremely agitated.
We finally get a spot of him alone, this time he appears to be standing in one of the empty train carts as he talks to the camera man.
"No offense but this might be the stupidest thing I have ever done in my life. I mean, I guess for a loser like you this must seem like you hit the fucking lottery right? You get to travel cross country in a rig like this, the entire time following around a group of celebrities. Still I don't understand why Carter set this thing up. We all have big matches coming up on X-Plosion and this is a waste of all our time and energy,"
He paused as he rubbed his beard a bit and tried to parse things out.
"Like I guess maybe he is rewarding us for our hard work, making sure we don't burn ourselves out before the big pay per view. Or maybe he wants to use this as some sort or bonding for the group, still we need to be in the ring practicing. Me and Sawyer have tag team title matches with both the teams that we lost two since our debut in IIW. The freak show tag team champions, the No Good Boomers. These idiots who disrespect the very titles they just won by riding out on the back of f*cking elephants! I mean what kind of shit is that,"
Rhett pauses as he takes a breath and tries to find the proper words he wants.
"I have wondered through life trying to figure out exactly what I was meant to do. So when Carter came to me and told me he knew my real parents, told me he knew my legacy I didn't hesitate to jump on board. And honestly at first I had doubts, tons of them. Still has the months in IIW has passed and I watched first hands these clowns march out to the ring each and every week embarrassing not just themselves but the entire industry. I watch them, then I listen to the inbred idiots who pay money to cheer them. Yea the fans, they are the worst because they dictate so much in wrestling. The idiots who wouldn't know talent if it came up to the door of their double wide, kicked it in and slept with their wives. The only thing that trailer park trash understands is the men and women with the gold straps run things. So that's why X-Plosion is so important for our movement,"
He takes a few steps back and fourth as he continues to rant to the camera.
"We have started things up, we have gotten the attention of the Yokals across the globe, but to prove that what we say matters we need to walk away of X-Plosion with the gold I know for a fact that we can do it too. Union Jack is out, and for some odd reason Dinosaurio is teaming with Iron wolf in his place? A man who already has to defend his uprising title the very same night, a man who we destroyed for sticking his nose in our business just a month earlier. He is far from a threat, honestly I'm not sure he will even show up in Spain knowing that ATG is waiting for him. Then you have the Champions, the No Good Boomers themselves. Them old men got lucky, they beat us in the tournament and went on to win the whole thing. Still they know the real finals was the match between us, it was our match, OUR HALL OF FAME worthy match that decided who was taking home the tag team titles. The match the next mayhem against bear-a-dactyl was just a victory lap. Well guess what, the victory lap is over and we have come back to claim what we should of the first time around,"
He stops and stares directly into the camera as he speaks "I've said it once, and I will say it again. We are not the same, We are younger, faster, stronger, better looking, we have more talent in our little fingers than you idiots do in your entire body. All you are, is a group of washed up old men on the run from the retirement home. Trying hard to get up enough money that you can afford to pay your dealers off, your damn lucky you got those titles and you can only be so lucky in life boys and I have a feeling your luck is over due. On X plosion ATG, The Boomers and Wolf-a-saurio will enter and one by one we will send you through tables. Wolf and Pequino first, get the garbage out of the way. Then we can prove to you two old bastards that those titles your wearing are flukes and we should of won the first time. Hell maybe I will save you some trouble, you don't have to worry about hospital bills because we are sending you straight to the morgue,"
The scene cuts back to a nice montage of people in the train, relaxing, eating and generally getting settled as the train begins to take off and the first night slowly passes by. We are returned to real time as the camera man pushes through a crowd of panicked people the next morning. You can see the camera following close behind Sawyer. The people are whispering as he makes his way to the front of the crowd to see a man laying on the ground in a pool of blood. The conductor is over him as the other train workers try to settle the crowd. Finally the conductor speaks.
"As you can see there has been a murder! We have no leads as of yet but giving the state of the moving train we can assume the culprit is still on board with us. We will begin a through investigation as we continue to our destination, everyone TRUST NO ONE!,"
The view cuts to Sawyer now, sitting at a table alone on one of the train carts.
"Well F*ck. WE got a dead body, man I didn't sign up for this shit. I just wanted to relax while I watch Rhett have a mental breakdown and be nice and rested to take some gold on X-plosion. I swear to god IIW is cursed, first Osh gets blown to bits and now we on the flipping train with a killer."
The scene fades with Sawyer looking concerned.
TBC by
Maverick Tatum