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N I G H T M A R E - noun
*** A frightening or unpleasant dream.
[An evil spirit formerly thought to oppress people during their sleep. JMont has had many nightmares in his time from childhood to the current times. Everyone truly thinks he has it made because of the lavish lifestyle he lives & throwing money around like it grows on trees. But it took a lot of hard work & dedication to get to that point. JMont had to overcome a lot of obstacles, tasks & dare we say it again…nightmares. Sometimes they’re just caused naturally or because of someone, or as everyone knows, his big mouth can cause the nightmare himself.]
[Currently, you hear the sound of some light breathing, but you could easily get distracted by the gold glare seen. You see a Jado Steel style gold king bed. It’s crafted from gold & Swarovski crystals to make it look flashy & rich. Only one man would spend almost 700k on a bed & if you guessed Stephen Stratford, you’re so fuckin wrong. That man sleeps on a pull out futon. We’re talking about the lovely couple of JMont & Mia. They’re somewhat cuddled up if you want to call it that. Mia is about 2 weeks away from giving birth to their first child which is a baby girl named GMont. JMont has his around Mia but is as close as he can get because her belly is popping out like she is ready to give birth at this current time. They both look comfortable, but are they?]
[JMont laying there like a king & on top of the world so to speak. Everything is going according to plan as he has a title match in PWE, a PPV main event in the OPW coming up, the 15 million dollar mansion is almost complete, & many more money making journeys on the way. Just when the sleep was good & the mind wasn’t racing, a voice was heard.]
Voice: Amazon!
[JMont lifts his head up to look around but doesn't see anything. It’s quiet & nothing can be seen. No lights flickering, no shadows, nothing. He lays his head back down.]
Voice: Preston Beat You!
[JMont shoots up like he just heard a broken window or gunshot. The look on his face is one of confusion & anger. Shaking his head, cracking his neck, he once again lays back down.]
Voice: Allison & Dane won the War!
[JMont this time rolls out of bed, not waking up Mia somehow & turns on the lamp. Mia’s eyes start to crack open a little.]
Mia: Baby, what's wrong?
JMont: I keep hearing these damn voices with some stupid ass comments.
Mia: Babe, you always have these voices in your head. Since day one meeting you. Just come back to sleep with me. They will go away.
[JMont gets back into the bed with Mia & wraps his arm around her. About 10 minutes go by when...]
Voice: Dane is coming for you!
[JMont at this point has had enough of the bull shit. The voice is getting to him. He’s in a nightmare that he can’t stop or get rid of. Getting out of bed again, he looks at Mia.]
JMont: Baby, I gotta take a walk or something. This shit is crazy.
Mia: Maybe, just maybe the cocaine or molly has caught up to you.
JMont: Very funny. Telling me I have a drug problem at friggin 5 a.m.
Mia: I have heard the stories hun. From Toddy. From Atty. From even Voo herself.
JMont: Those damn rats. I'm gonna to start calling them Splinter.
Mia: I'm not mad babe. Just get back in bed & forget all of this.
JMont: I can’t. I'm gonna watch some TV & let you get some rest.
[JMont leaves Mia in her room as he walks out of the bedroom & into the kitchen. He places both hands on the island top & just shakes his head.]
JMont: Why the fuck are all these thoughts of Dane & Allison coming back at me. That chapter is over with. Why?
[JMont makes his way over to the fridge & opens it quietly & grabs a water. Closing the door after & making his way towards the living room. He takes a seat on the couch before noticing he forgot to get his cellphone off the nightstand. He has to walk all the way back to the bedroom & sneak in without waking Mia. Being the ninja he is, he grabs the phone & gets out before she can wake up. Now back on the couch sitting there, he hits the passcode on his phone only to notice a text message & his eyes just light up.]
Text message from Dane
[JMont starts to pinch himself. Smacking himself in the side of the head. This nightmare is still going on. He wipes his eyes & looks again. He really has a message from Dane Preston.]
JMont: I feel like Al Bundy. “Good one God.”
[JMont is about to open the message. It could be anything at this point. The moment of truth is coming. He opens the message…]
Text Message from Dane: Hey Meatbol, you remember how I told you that I would haunt your ass till your dying day? Well, I signed you up to be my partner for some matches in Level Up. Contracts & legal documents to follow. Don’t be a bitch & no show, you’ll only make yourself look like a coward.
[Talk about a NIGHTMARE that keeps on giving. The voices. The images. Now the text message. What’s next? A double date? JMont gets off the couch & starts pacing around back & forth a few times. He sure is getting his steps in if he was keeping track.]
JMont: This can’t be happening. I have so much going on right now, that the last thing I need is to have Dane Preston back in my life & worst of all… my tag team partner. Where is Ashton Kutcher? I know I'm getting PUNK’D right now. Where are the cameras? It was one thing to have to deal with him in Toxic Tag Wars in FIGHT NYC but now he wants to tell me is haunting me because of the past? He really needs to get over this whole Allison thing. It’s almost like KARMA if you ask me. I put her name down for the tag title match in OPW & now the same thing is happening to me now. Was Dane right? That he was gonna haunt my life till the very end? Myself & Dane have been quiet for a while now, but I guess he was planning this all along. Waiting for the right time to strike like a Roger Clemens fastball down the middle & here comes the pitch………I’m his tag team partner for this Level Up Tag Team Tournament. FUCKKKKKKKK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
[That last roar wasn’t what he wanted to do because now he woke up Mia. He heard the noise from the bedroom & around the corner she came. A woman on a mission.]
Mia: Sorry baby GMont but what the fuck is your problem Joe?
JMont: Dane just texted me & signed me up to be his tag team partner.
Mia: That’s not a bad thing. You guys together are one of the best teams around.
JMont: I hate that guy & I’M THE REASON we even won Toxic Tag.
Mia: Joe, stop it. You know it’s only fair after what you did to him & Allison that you accept the offer & sign on the dotted line.
[JMont looks at Mia like she’s a used car salesman.]
Mia: Just text him back, we have a lot to do & I don't want to hear about this all week.
JMont: I'm leaving it on READ. Fuck him! Dickless Dane can do this himself.
[Mia doesn’t look thrilled, but what woman would be when she is about 2 weeks away from giving birth to their first child. Before either says another word, JMont’s phone vibrates.]
JMont: How far of a jump is it out the window?
Mia: Let me guess……another court date?
JMont: Fuckin Dane is calling...
Mia: Answer the phone or I will!
[JMont lets the phone continue ringing before finally answering.]
JMont: Hey Allison, how are you?
DanePreston: You wish, Meatbol.
JMont: What the fuck do you want, Dickl…
DanePreston: Remember who won the war, Meatbol. You don’t get to call me that anymore.
JMont: Let me repeat, what the fuck do you want, DANE?
DanePreston: That’s better. Chris Page & the Old Man helped me sign you to a contract with Level Up. Payback for you signing Allison to the tag title match back in OPW…
JMont: Yea, I get it. Why should I bother teaming with your ass after what you did to me the last time?
DanePreston: A gold belt & a hefty payday. Besides your massive fucking ego, Mia & your unborn child, the only other things you give a damn about.
JMont: This match is a tag title match?
DanePreston: A tournament for the Multiplayer Championships, so one of several I would assume? Need I remind you what happened in FIGHT! NYC when we teamed for Toxic Tag?
JMont: You mean when I carried your ass all the way to winning the whole tournament?
DanePreston: You & I have wildly different recollections of how we won that tournament. Nevertheless, we work well together when our goals are aligned. Don’t make me call your manager to give you a talking to, even Page thinks our story has more meat to it…
JMont: So you want to talk about this stupid ass tournament you signed me up for right now?
DanePreston: Just meet us all at the Velvet Rabbit tonight, in the Empire Room of Course.
JMont: Us ALL?
DanePreston: Myself, Allison & Bella.
JMont: Great, I got to watch another sitcom that was on TV way too long in Three’s Company.
DanePreston: Just don't be late, & Three’s Company took down your Twizted Thoughtz, remember that.
[JMont hangs up the call in anger. Not even a good bye or a fuck you.]
[After a phone call he didn’t want to answer, the date was set for the Velvet Rabbit in the Empire Room. Of course there are two things about this that are gonna piss off JMont. First is having to break bread with Dane & secondly, having to be a guest in the Empire Room. Candice Wolf-Page has been holding back in giving JMont a membership, one that he has truly already earned but still doesn’t have. So everytime he gets invited there, it eats him up inside & has to deal with all the repercussions of everyone joking around about it. But JMont’s gonna suck it up & make sure that Dane leaves with a BIG TAB before the night is over. With a pregnant Mia going, it sounds like he’s drinking for two.]
FAST FORWARD
[Still having his vacation time is JMont’s assistant & right hand man, Shaquille Oatmeal, so it's JMont driving the 2023 Mercedes Benz AMG G63 4x4 Squared. If you don't know JMont, then you’re missing out. Doing what he always does, he bypasses the Valet & parks directly next to the front door. He quickly hops out of the G Wagon & runs over to the other side to open the door for Mia. Someone must have leaked of this business dinner because the paparazzi are outside snapping pics of JMont & Mia. But it doesn’t phase them, as they’re in formal matching outfits & just look perfect together. A few more kisses & pictures later, they finally make their may inside the Velvet Rabbit. JMont, holding Mia’s hand, leads the way & walks right past the door man Shaun. He knows exactly where he needs to go & as he approaches the Empire Room, he stops in his tracks.]
JMont: I really don't want to do this. Let me go find Austin on the 4th floor & have some fun.
Mia: You can see Austin later on. Both of you need to hash things out right now & get on the same page before you get knocked out in the first round.
[JMont listens to Mia, & believe it or not, she is one of the few people in this world who can calm down JMont & talk common sense to him. They make their way inside the Empire Room & low & behold. JMont & Dane lock eyes on one another. Mia walks over to Bella & Allison, the three of them are very cordial & polite to one another. JMont waves over to Bella & Allison who give him the middle finger. Dane laughs as all parties finally take a seat at the table. The door to the Empire room closes for privacy as the 5 of them only knows what happens from this point on.]
LATER
[Having concluded their business dinner about the Multiplayer Championship Tournament, JMont reaches out as Mia grabs his hand & they leave the Empire Room.]
JMont: I'm gonna handle something babe, I know you've been wanting to go see Voo anyway.
Mia: Please stay out of trouble. No chair throwing please.
[JMont nods and kisses Mia as she goes one way & he goes the other way.]
JMont: What a fuckin night. Had to have drinks with Dane & talk business. Rather be on some Molly in the woods with Lions & Bears, but there is one thing that I can't argue with. Together, we’re one of the best teams in this business today. Been a while since we had to work together & the last time was a very successful one. The same formula is happening again too. We bump heads, talk shit, talk strategy, hate each other, talk more shit, then get in the ring & handle business. As long as he does his part, I know I’ll do my part.
[JMont walks over to the bar, & orders another Vhodka and red bull.]
Bartender: On your tab Mr. Montuori?
JMont: Tonight is all on Dane Preston. As a matter of fact, send Austin on the 4th floor your finest bottle of champagne & put it on Dane’s tab too.
[The bartender smiles slyly. Walking away with his drink, JMont looks around, the place is packed as usual. Loud music, louder conversations & naked women.]
JMont: Hopefully, Milwaukee Wisconsin has a place just like this, so after our victory over Shane Donovan & Avalon Blackthorn, we have a place to party & celebrate. When you think of Wisconsin, a few names come to mind. Giannis Antetokounmpo, Aaron Rodgers, Robin Yount. Some future Hall of Famers are right there, but I'm promising the world one thing. When I leave Wisconsin, everyone will remember JMont & have me on the same plateau as their hometown legends. It happens everywhere I go, I leave a lasting impression, I’m always invited back.
[JMont takes another chug of his drink.]
JMont: Fair warning to Donovan & Blackthorn. You’re both gonna get a JKO like no one has ever got before. I'm gonna make sure it has more impact than a Giannis dunk. More power than a Rodgers 75 yard touchdown pass & a memory for the fans better than a Yount walk off homerun. I know Dane warned you guys about me, but I can speak for myself. As a matter of fact, if you did your homework, you’ll realize that I’m one of the best of all time in this business when it comes to mind games & talking shit. But, the difference with me & others who claim they are, i back it up & have receipts to show for it. So, I'm sorry you two got stuck facing me & Dane in the first round. If you have anyone to blame, it's Dane, not Level Up. Dane was the one that signed me up for this, I didn't. Level Up agreed to it & the lawyers did their part. So, make sure when you write out your thank you card for getting knocked out, it's directly to Dane. I just came in to do my job which is to win & move on.
[This last chug leaves the glass empty & wanting another.]
JMont: Sounds ironic, don't you think? I need to replace this drink & get another. Which brings me to Shane Donovan. The guy with the soccer mom haircut. If you think you're gonna pull a REPLACEMENTS movie ending out on myself & Dane, you're mistaken. You're gonna do the opposite of what Shane Falco did. That Shane threw the game winning touchdown, whereas Shane Donovan is gonna fumble at the end & get pinned 1-2-3. Shane isn’t winning this time, & maybe Level Up needs to REPLACE you after this.
[JMont turns around & waves over to the same bartender. He makes his way back over & his drink is ready, & one again, on the tab of Dane.]
JMont: Free Drinks, thanks Dane. Another thing FREE is a piece of advice for Mr Shane Donovan. If you think you're gonna play Smash Mouth with me, that is gonna be the worst decision of your life. Being 6’5, & 255 pounds, I'm one of the hardest & ruthless hitters in the wrestling business today. You can try but failure is gonna be the answer. You have a better chance of winning the Tortilla Challenge than going toe to toe with me Shane. Have you ever played the game Battleship, Shane? Because, the quick story is I already know how to sink your battleship. I'm gonna go to work on your knee, & when you can barely stand anymore, I'm gonna hit the JKO & make sure when it's over with, you're back at the local bar drinking your sorrows away. Maybe your new career can be like the guy NORM from Cheers. You walk into the same bar everyday, sit in the same seat & everyone says your name when you walk in. SHANE! Because, when the dust settles, & you see myself & Dane’s hand raised high, you're going back to what you know best, & that's drinking more beer then Al Bundy.
[JMont slams his vhodka & red bull, giving a great impersonation of the drunk Shane Donovan. His hand raises up again to the bartender for another one. Making his way with another drink on Dane’s tab, JMont is enjoying himself tonight. Maybe it's the drinks, or maybe it's just getting back into the action & pissing people off.]
JMont: The icing on the cake is Shane’s partner. The Black Sheep herself. I can see it now. She is gonna re-enact Mike from the movie & have a habit of showing up at the wrong time during the match & embarrassing Shane. But once again, just like Shane, this ending won't be like the movie either. There is no saving Shane & getting the win. Avalon is gonna show up, which is her first mistake & her second mistake is stepping into that ring. All she is gonna be to me is just a work out. Her small frame of 147 pounds is like me lifting a beer keg with ease. When I have you lifted over my head, bench pressing you with ease, you can cry & scream for Amber, but she can't save you. Enjoy the ride when I launch you across the ring. Pretend you're in a luxury Toyota Avalon on a bumpy road because you're gonna bounce a few times on impact. As I think about it, Dane mentioned to me about a move you like to use called the Backdoor Parole. I find that quite funny because it sums up you & Shane if you truly think about it. You need to sneak out the backdoor before this match before your pretty little face gets lit up like a christmas tree & Parole is where Shane is going again after a loss to myself & Dane. Sounds like a good tag team name for you guys & not a finisher.
[JMont lays another empty glass on the bar, but this time doesn't get another because from the corner of his eye, he sees Mia coming.]
Mia: Ok, I'm ready to go home. My feet hurt & I'm tired. Voo helped me out a lot with some good ideas.
JMont: Does she have an idea on how we can get home?
Mia: The G Wagon is outside.
JMont: I kind of ran Dane’s tab up & had a lot of drinks.
Mia: Give me the keys now before I have Allison come over here & give you another kick to the balls. I already have the baby coming, so we’re good.
[JMont grabs his balls with the flashback of what happened. He grabs the keys out of his pocket & hands them to Mia. Hand & hand again, they make their way to the front door as they’re ready to leave the Velvet Rabbit. Before they leave, Mia looks at her man & grabs his balls.]
[JMont smiles, smacks her on the ass like he loves to do. Holding the door open for Mia, she makes her way out & JMont follows. As the door closes, you can hear one last comment from the mouth of JMont.]
JMont: Dane would never win this tournament without me!
[The door closes shut, pretty much like the chances of Donovan & Avalon.]
