Ch. 05.: "The Sybarite and The Living Dead Girl.."

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OOC:- Had a lotta fun writing this piece, looking forward to what my opponent has come up with and well with that being said hope you all enjoy this as much as I did writing it. Really looking forward to Shockwave and what unfolds between Davenport and Calaway in the ring..

- Gabe/ADHD

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Ch. 05..

The Sybarite and the Living Dead Girl
Ch. 05
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Our story opens up to that of a lavishing, downright gorgeous ballroom which was a sea of opulence and extravagance. Crystal chandeliers could be seen sparkling overhead, casting a warm glow on the well-heeled guests who milled about, sipping champagne and nibbling on hors d'oeuvres. The air was thick with the fresh scent of exotic flowers and the sound of laughter and conversation.

In the center of it all, stood none other than your hero and mine, yes, Seattle, Washington’s very own millionaire playboy and the only true star worthy of watching within Elevate Pro Wrestling, not that crybaby who takes her ball and runs home with it, yes, yes you know exactly who I am talking about our hero’s latest enemy ‘The Hellion’ Alexandra Calaway anyways that’s enough about that wouldn’t want to kill the mood with moody dead stuff you know..

However, where was I oh yes that’s right, about to introduce the our star, the leading man, yes, yes that’s right ‘The Emerald City Sybarite’ himself, yes, yes you guessed that correctly the one and only ALEXANDER DONOVAN HALEY DAVENPORT THE THIRD.. Though to all you poors who’ve been given the delightful opportunity to get a small not even small would describe this opportunity..

The narrator stops mid sentence, ah that’s it he states ‘Tiny’ that’s the word I was looking for a tiny opportunity to get a glimpse into what it’s like not to be part of the poors for once, but the complete opposite.. You’ve been given a tiny glimpse as to what it’s like to mingle, walk and eat amongst the very elite of the elite and yes, it just so happens our young hero Alexander is one of them elites for it was on this night years prior to him joining the EPW or even competing in a wrestling promotion..

As I do recall Davenport’s butler Samuel Blaine Van Ackernecht stood at the staircase leading down from within Davenport Manor, he welcomed young Davenport to the event. As Alexander made his presence known to those in attendance many could be seen in awe. Yes, yes, Davenport wasn’t just any man, but a heartthrob to the women around him and even years later he still was just that.

Hell, I bet I can guarantee you that most likely even that golden-ager, she devil, living dead girl that goes by the name of ‘The Hellion’ Alexandra Calaway felt warmth and fuzziness when it came to the young Davenport who she’d be meeting for the first time at EPW’s Shockwave event in Detroit, Michigan on May 12, 2024, but yes, besides that he was the prince of Seattle at that and more so, he still was one who seemed to embody the very essence of wealth and power and wasn’t afraid of letting it be known if you couldn’t tell by now..

He was tall and handsome, standing at an astounding Six foot Two inches in height okay, not really tall, tall but taller than the average male that’s a sure thing for sure and weighing an impeccable weight of two-hundred and Twenty pounds of pure muscle and strength and with all of this came his gorgeous piercing ice cold blue eyes and a very confident smile to back all of that up..

One thing was certain his custom tailored suit fit him perfectly, and his every gesture exuded an air of authority. I mean you would also if you were the host of the evening wouldn’t you? I’d surely hope you would, then again not all of ‘US’ are born leaders are we? My very thought exactly anyways, Davenport had invited the city's elite to celebrate his latest acquisition: The production entertainment company he had acquired through that of his parents who had died years prior when he was just a young boy..

Among the guests was a young woman named Christina, as in Christina Grayson. Odd she was yes, as she stood out among the rest in attendance. She was beautiful and intelligent, with a kind and gentle heart and unlike everyone else who had been invited by Alexander himself in some form or another, she had not, she on the other hand had been invited to the party by her friend, who worked for Alexander.

It was quite obvious to Alexander that Ms. Grayson felt out of place among the wealthy and powerful people who surrounded her in every direction she could look. Unlike Alexander she was used to a simple life, and the extravagance of the party made her feel uncomfortable.

But after a little while, the more she settled in and got used to these individuals being around her, would continue in monitoring and watching those around her, within the room, before her eyes would come to meet with Alexander's. He smiled at her, and in that instant, she felt a strange connection to him. It was as if he understood her, even though they had never met before.

Alexander made his way over to Christina and introduced himself. He was charming and witty, and Christina found herself drawn to him. They talked for hours, and Christina felt as if she had known him for a lifetime. As the night wore on, Alexander invited Christina to dance.

She hesitated at first, but he was so persuasive that she couldn't resist. They danced together, and Christina felt as if she were floating on air. Alexander was everything that Christina had ever dreamed of in a man. He was handsome, intelligent, and kind, well to her at least he was.. He made her feel special, and she couldn't imagine her life without him.

But as the night ended, Alexander told Christina that he had to leave. He had business to attend to, he said. Christina was disappointed, but she understood. Alexander promised to call her, and Christina gave him her number. She watched him go, and she couldn't wait to see him again. The next day, Christina waited anxiously for Alexander's call, however the phone never rang and if it did it wasn’t Alexander..

She called him several times, but he didn't answer. She began to worry that she had imagined their connection. Days turned into weeks, and still Alexander didn't call. Christina was heartbroken. She couldn't understand why he had disappeared.

Months later..

It was on a Monday while she was walking home from work, when she would see Alexander again, he would be seen getting into a car. She said she had run after him, but he didn't see her. She said she then watched as he drove away, and it was then she knew that she would never see him again, it had devastated her again. She had thought that she had found the perfect man, but as you all know there is no perfect man and that’s all fantasy as you all know, for he had turned out to be nothing more than a cruel illusion of just that, a fantasy dream she had conjured up in her head on that night..

I know one thing, She vowed never to trust a wealthy man again. A few years or so had passed and we were now in 2024, and the month of May to be exact.. Christina had moved on and well come to meet a kind and caring man who loved her for who she was, not for her money or her status, but for who she truly was or so she had thought..

She married him or so the rumor goes, and they had a happy life together or so one would like to think, but one thing however was certain, this I can assure you, and that’s neither Alexander nor Christina had forgotten one another, they just lived a different life then the other..

Alexander lived a life nothing like the one Christina had lived and well they were at two opposite sides of the totem pole and that wasn’t anyone one of us could argue nor disagree with, it was just a fact, nonetheless she continued to live on in his memory..

How I know all of this you are probably wonder, well you see it's because I know all of this because you see I was the friend who had invited her to that party that night, I was the one who also worked for Alexander for you see I was his personal assistant and he had told me a week prior that I could bring a friend if I had wanted to do so..

I can tell you this, that I often would catch him in his study late at night, usually thinking about tomorrow's task or the things he needed to finish up, I can tell you this for being only 28 years of age he surely knew exactly what he wanted out of life though every once in a while he’d ask me if I had heard from that one girl who I had invited to the party that night within his home; Davenport Manor.

Though for you see I never told him that Christina had passed away shortly afterwards for the man she married was an evil man who belonged to the Satanic Temple.. Who eventually was caught and sentenced to a life term in prison for she wasn’t his only victim, he apparently had more than just her whose families never got the answers they looked for or seeked out, though I don’t know if I would want to know what he had done to them to be quite honest with you..

Though that was then, for his latest celebration would come when he’d come to celebrate his win over another champion, that champion being the EPW Rise Up Champion Je$ter Seryous who also underestimated the young Davenport that is the man I work for, who found out the hard way just as I can assure you that, that widower Alexandra Calaway will do as well, for Alexander Donovan Haley Davenport the Third shouldn’t ever be underestimated and if you choose to do so you’ll end up on the losing hand just as those who’ve come before had come to find out..

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“So..

The question I keep asking myself is when.. when will Brit have me a real competitor to go up against a REAL CHALLENGE, someone who’ll give me a real fight, a fight that’ll have me wondering what I have to do next to beat this motherfucker as let’s face it Je$ter Seryous wasn’t it, he wasn’t it the first time and sure as hell wasn’t it this second go around with yours truly, but that’s never here nor there..

Now.. now.. Brit thinks she’s gotten me a challenger; A challenger who when the challenge gets too damn tough goes off crying she can’t cut it or she was done wrong or that the system is against her, no.. Ally that isn’t the case, the case is you just FUCKING Suck..

Something I’ve come to learn you’re really.. Really good at and when I say really good at it shows trust me when I say this once I’m done with you which I am not done with you by a long shot and that’s a fucking promise I can guarentee you, though back to what I was saying once I am done with YOU, you’ll announce your damn retirement from professional wrestling..

Then again you’ll just quit Elevate Pro here and go on over to the Pro Wrestling Valor and facing off against nobodies like KROW, another Elevate Pro failure.. So.. I got to ask what you have to do to get a high caliber match in Valor, Ally? Did you go suck off York until he gave in? Surely seems like it to me..

Hey.. that’s a career option for you after I beat you at Shockwave on the 12th, hell you can even go be apart of the Velvet Rabbit I’m sure they’d take you, then again I doubt that for even they have higher standards then some washed up 40 something wrestling veteran who’s been passed around from guy to guy then a used tool set at a poors swap meet..

Ally, come Shockwave not even your supposed father Mean Mark Callous, Texas Red will be able to save you from the humiliation you’re going to face when I beat you ONE. TWO. THREE dead center in that damn ring..

Just like my last opponent who by the way is the EPW Rise Up Champion, yes, Je$ter Seryous like him you too will find out the hard way that I am no joke..

Though let’s talk about that supposed father of yours Mark Calaway, you know the Deadman, a name you’ve tried to escape but just quite couldn’t because why.. He’s a part of you, he’s part of YOUR history, he’s something you’ll NEEEEVER in a million years be able to outshine and that’s not an opinion that’s a fact, as well let's face it his shadow is just waaaaaaaaay too big for you to out run even outshine..

Ally you talk about Legacy, what legacy? The legacy you’ve come to tarnish, hell if I was your father I’d too want nothing to do with you either, you’ve tarnished the Calaway name so badly that he retired from the very thing that he loved and to be quite fair with you I would too..

But you know what gets me I’ve mentioned this on social media and said I had a secret well here it is.. When I was searching the net and noticed a few things about your father Marky Mark; The Deadman.. It said he has 5 kids, 5 fucking kids whose names are Gunner, Chasey, Gracie, Kaia Faith, and Kolt, buuuut here’s the part that got me confused and trust me I too found it a bit odd..

I looked and I looked and I looked and not a damn thing not a single fucking trace.. No mention of an Alex, Ally, Xandra or even an Alexandra to say the lease.. Then I said hmm.. Well if Ally lied about her relationship to her father what else did she lie about right?

So, again I looked to my very reliable source who again set out on a quest for me and what did he find, your so-called brother, yes Damien Calaway, that man who was also a former Elevate Champion wasn’t even mentioned by your supposed father Mean Mark..

So.. again here I am wondering what else have you lied about as those are some pretty bold claims to make when they truly aren’t true.. Then again I’d make claims to someone as successful as Ol’ Texas Red there too especially if I knew I truly, truly sucked..

Must TRULY blow knowing I a 28 year old rich kid from Seattle, Washington is going to tear the legacy you claimed to have built, a legacy you’ve tried to separate from that of the man you’ve claimed to be YOUR father, when in reality he fucking isn’t, you’re just fucking delusional like the last wack job I faced off against and the sad part is, you won’t probably be the last one I come to face off against..

Though like you and them, the one thing you all share in common is this and that’s chasing off those closest to you which I truly find hilarious to be honest.. Though I got to ask you Ally which husband committed suicide was it John Nash Strader or the other Jon? Jonathan Sanders? Two men you had connections to hell, you’ve had quiet a few connections, none that really amounted to shit much like your career or the legacy you claim to have built up for yourself..

So, like the rest who are probably as confused as I am about you.. I’ve got one question for you: is it Calaway, Strader or Sanders, Ally? Fuck is this confusing and we’ve only barely touched on the history of your so called legacy..

You see, ALEXANDRA people may forget things, but the internet, the world wide web as it’s called never forgets and well with a little digging you can find just about anything on the web if you really want to about well anything to be quite honest with you, just as I had done on..

I know..

I know..

I know what you’re thinking, how much more can I do or say right? Well allow me to enlighten you, I have far more then you do in the gas tank and that’s not a guarantee that’s a fucking promise I’m willing to keep.

I know something else and that’s I’ve not just killed what you’ve built over the last so called years huh? I fucking BURIED IT and come May 12th, 2024, when EPW presents SHOCKWAVE from that shit whole city Detroit, the sewer of the North as I like to call it, not only will your career be buried once and for all, it’ll finally be given the proper burial it deserves just as your supposed Daddy was when another combatant put him out of his misery..

You see Ally, this wasn’t personal like you’d like to think it was, block me on social media fine, but like I’ve mentioned on May 12th you won’t be able to hide, run then again run you might if you bow out like you’ve done in the past when faced with someone of a much higher caliber of degree when you have.. It's not just a pattern that WE’VE all come to notice, but WE all have also noticed it’s become a habit of yours huh?

I mean there’s nothing wrong with that, hell you’ve even managed to somehow get championship shot after championship shot only to fumble it one after the other and it doesn’t matter the company it’s just your MO huh? You can’t seem to help yourself huh?

Ally, I can go all damn day and all night talking and talking about you, your supposed father ‘The Deadman’ Mean Mark Calaway; your past relationships, the shitty ass legacy you claim to have built and so on and so on but in the end it’s just that talk and even someone as dimwitted as you knows talk is cheap..

Come the 12th all of that will end when I, yours truly ALEXANDER DONOVAN HALEY DAVENPORT THE THIRD come face to face with a leech, yes that leech being you Ally as unlike you I didn’t need to ride on the coattails of those who were successful in their given careers to make it..

I’ve made quite the impression on Brit and especially that of her sister Jolie and after Shockwave comes and goes unlike you I will go on to further my career, building it up and not off that of legacy of someone else, but that of one I built tear by tear, performance by performance, something you truly can’t say not lay claim too and that’s not an opinion that’s just a fact..

Sure, sure you’ve held titles in past promotions from all calibers, but none of that means squat shit here, what does mean shit is like I’ve said the skills and combativeness we’ll come to showcase in the middle of that ring on the 12th. It’ll no longer be about the words we’ve spoken, but what it will come down to is WHO wants it more..

I can guarantee you that I am hungrier than I’ve ever been and I’ve shown it every time I’ve come to step inside that squared circle performing for these poors you and everyone else call fans.. To me it’s nothing but business and a business decision I’m about to capitalize on and that’s a fact.. Oh and Donnie don’t think I’ve forgotten about you, I haven’t bud, you just ARE NOT on my mind right now, but I know I am on YOURS though until we meet toodaloo..

Ally or should I say LIVING DEAD GIRL I’ll see you soon!!!”