The Sun Glows Bright After The Dawn

[alexshelley]

The dawning of a new era had arrived. But what was this dawning really about? Orton had created a stable with his new allies, Alex Shelley and THE Brian Kendrick, two great talents in the wrestling world. But what is this trio about? What are the intentions. Orton had vaguely dwelled into their purpose, but confusion still lay amongst the fans. Defiance needed a definition. It needed a purpose. Why defy when there's nothing to oppose? Why rebel when the conditions are suitable? Power, glory, respect.....

What a sight to be seen. Backstage in one of the many FCW locker rooms, two of the newest FCW talents are....playing video games? Really? Yes really. Alex Shelley along with THE Brian Kendrick are having a jolly time playing Call Of Duty Modern Warfare. Each screaming into their own microphone headset. Eyes focused intently on the television screen. Neither making sudden movements. That is until suddenly Alex Shelley jumps up off of the couch and throws his headset down in a mad rage.

Alex Shelley: What the shit?! How the hell did he see me?! Man I swear that's another one of those twelve year old kids that plays this game twenty-four seven. Man, I hate that crap! Cheaters!

Brian Kendrick: But the best part is that you're filming it and you keep dying! That aughta make for some great footage huh?

Alex Shelley: I'm trying to film all my great kills but these little bastards are cheating.

Brian Kendrick: Well don't you worry my man, I'm getting plenty of kills for your paparazzi cam. You can call it THE greatest Call Of Duty video ever!

Alex Shelley: You're getting lucky cause your camping as a sniper. I'm actually making the action here. No one's better on foot with a shotgun than me! No one!

Brian Kendrick: Well apparently they are if they keep owning you with one. In fact, you've been stabbed like four times. Looks like your video game record is a lot like your wrestling record.

Alex Shelley: Oh don't even get me started on that crap. It's not my fault companies crumble under the pressure of having the greatest wrestler in the world on their roster. I wouldn't know what to do with me either....The only logical thing is to put the World Title around my waist...but everyone is too afraid to do that. Cause they would know I'd hold the belt until I died.

Brian Kendrick: Those are some bold thoughts. You actually think you're that good to be in the Main Event.

Alex Shelley: Are you kidding? I completely slaughtered you in all of our matches in Zero One.

Brian Kendrick: Oh I beg to differ. It was I, THE Brian Kendrick that was pinning your shoulders to the mat every night.

Alex Shelley: Yeah? And then you woke up. I mean who in this company is better than me, or I suppose you for that matter. Randy Orton sure, and I suppose I have to give him props for bringing us to this new company when we were being completely held down in other places. So for the time being I'll let him bathe in main event glory. But I know soon enough my time will come.

Brian Kendrick: You and me both. But we're gonna need something to do while we wait for our spot. I mean we can't go in and steal Orton's spot after what he's done for us. What if we go for the Tag Team titles? We're both great tag performers.

Alex Shelley: You know I think you may be onto something. Are you thinking what I'm thinking?

Both: Future World Tag Team Champions baby!

After a brief laugh and high fives, Shelley sits back down on the couch, turning his paparazzi cam to face the two of them for a future video.

Alex Shelley: And could you imagine, the prestige we would get as individuals for winning the Tag Team Championships. Not only winning them, but winning them from a team like Edge and Christian? Two guys who are often said to be one of the greatest tag teams in the world. Just imagine that scenario for a minute!

TBC by Kendrick

[Alonzo Parker]

After bringing up the possibility of the duo inserting themselves in the tag team title chase, THE Brian Kendrick begins to rub his chin, pondering while keeping one hand on his controller. Alex is focused intensely on the screen, gritting his teeth at those twelve-year old gamers decimating him from every angle. Kendrick however, half attentive manages to land a headshot. Shelley looks on in disbelief.

The Brian Kendrick: "Oh I've thought about it, and you're right it can only benefit our careers. But let's not carried away, Shells. It's not the belt that makes the man, it's the man that makes the belt. We're the ones who'll make the Tag team gold the desire of every man, my friend!"

Alex Shelley is still in awe, completely ignoring Kendrick's remark.

Alex Shelley: "Oh come on, you don't even have to lift a finger and you snipe people left and right! That's bogus, man!”

The Brian Kendrick: “Hey once as you’re good as I am, you’ll find that effort is for chumps. Here’s a little something for your paparazzi cam!”

After winning the online game, Kendrick puts down his controller and hands Shelley his camera. He does his unbearable skipping dance to rub it in, with Alex capturing all the footage. Shelley nods in approval, liking what he sees. And no not in that way.

The Brian Kendrick: “There you have it, a guaranteed five star video on youtube.”

Alex Shelley: “Actually it’s not half bad. Want to take a look?”

The Brian Kendrick: “Yeah, sure.”

After witnessing a taped version of his taunting dance, Kendrick couldn’t help but appreciate more.

The Brian Kendrick: “Nice angles, you got every shot of The Kendrick! TBK is very much impressed.

Alex Shelley: “It’s not too difficult when you got Mr. Hollywood over here.”

Kendrick seems a bit offended by the comment.

The Brian Kendrick: “You’re comparing me to Hollywood, Shelley?”

Alex Shelley: “Oh of course not, you’re bigger than Hollywood.”

The Brian Kendrick: “That’s more like it! I kinda like the sound of that. I’m too big of a star to be featured on a red carpet. No no, a superstar of my caliber deserves something much grander.”

Alex Shelley: “Yeah and besides with guys like MNM totally killed the image, it would only be fitting to have another color to put you above the others.”

The Brian Kendrick: “A white carpet.”

Brian grins a little waiting for a reply.

TBCB Shelley

[alexshelley]

Well now these boys have something going. The larger than Hollywood Brian Kendrick and the already infamous paparazzi man Alex Shelley....what a combination. But it can only get better. It has to get better. Alex Shelley grins and nods along with Brian Kendrick as he starts up a new game, hoping to find new people to face rather than the twelve year olds who were owning him before.

Alex Shelley: White carpet....I like it. No, I don't just like it. I love it. It's brilliance, sheer brilliance. White is the color purity and the white carpet in turn will represent what pure athletes we are. Like I said, you're better than Hollywood, and lets face it. Behind the camera I destroy Speilberg. We're gonna take this world wide. THE Brian Kendrick is going to be the biggest movie star of our time thanks to your charisma and my camera work. Celebrities are going to want to be you. Even the biggest actors are going to be begging you to give them some advice. You're going to be on magazine covers. Maybe even the Tonight Show. Most definently on a Wheaties box. All because the talent we possess will not and cannot be held down by anyone. It's almost like we're the perfect team. The perfect alliance. You're the yin to my yang. You're the meatball in my spaghetti. And with our combination you might as well call us unbeatable. I just hope Randy doesn't get too pissed off when we're headlining the show as Tag Team Champions because we're going to make the tag belts the most prestigious belts in the company. Everyone is going to team up just to step in the ring with us. To bask in our greatness, to have a moment in our limelight. Edge and Christian, yeah they may be good. But they aren't us.

Brian Kendrick: And you know what would be even better. To beat them in their own signature match. A ladder match. A match those two guys made famous with their feuds against the Hardys and the Dudleys. It's giving me goosebumps just thinking about it.

Alex Shelley: I think that's the air conditioning. But I get your point. Beating a team with the legacy like Edge and Christian to create the very foundation of our own legacy. I mean afterall why waste our time facing people who aren't up to caliber? Let's go for the big dogs right from the start and take them out. Once we rid FCW of Edge and Christian, people will start recognizing us as the talents we know we are. And all the other teams will simply vanish away, knowing there is no comparison or even chance at success. And on top of that, once we win the Tag Team Titles we're gonna modify them.

Brian Kendrick: Wait, why would we do that? Wouldn't the company get mad, I mean it's their belts afterall. Personally I think a touch of gold will look good around my waist.

Alex Shelley: Oh it would look good. But this is us we're talking about. We deserve better than gold. We deserve platinum belts. Now that's something that won't just look good....that'll look great!

TBC by Kendrick

[Alonzo Parker]

A wicked grin spreads across Kendrick’s face as flips through the settings option on the Xbox. Both he and Shelley knew that they were going to make it big in FCW, the unmatched combination.

The Brian Kendrick: “Hell yeah, you bet a ten pound platinum belt will look incredible around my waist, and absolutely epic on your paparazzi cam. Sadly I don’t think the camera lens will be able to handle the unparalleled sight of The Kendrick as one half of the Tag champs so you better be prepared to pay for the repairs. But I’m all with you, Shells, we’re far superior than ‘gold’ so anything less than platinum would be an insult!”

Alex Shelley: “Indeed, and trust me, and nobody has the audacity to disrespect greatness.”

The Brian Kendrick: “Definitely, only someone such as I can be considered the greatest thing since sliced bread, because come on, you witnessed it last game, I pretty much owned those twelve-year olds with my eyes closed. You see, the thing about greatness is that you’re born with it. These amateurs in the back, they can try all they want to be like us. They can dress like us, they can speak like us, they can even imitate our every move and yet they’ll never hold a candle to the most dynamic trio that is… Defiance! Talent like ours, you don’t learn it from the gym, you don’t get lectured about it, and there’s no god damn step-by-step manual to follow; it’s a gift from god! And it’s not a complicated concept either, God sent us down here to share our brilliance with the world. We’re not by any means anyone’s messiah, we’re not saviors. We’re simply the very definition of prestige, which will leave everyone with no choice but to bow down!”

Alex goes down on his knees and mockingly bows down to Kendrick.

The Brian Kendrick: “Oh yes, there will be plenty of that once we capture the gold—wait, platinum rather. Edge & Christian can enjoy their little championship reign while it lasts, but we’re going to have all the fun once we give the belts life and meaning!”

TBCB Shelley or Orton

[Randy Orton]

Randy Orton walks the corridors of the arena. This has been a big week for him. Fresh from announcing the formation of 'Defiance,' and a week of unrivaled destruction he is in the mood for some action. He heads toward a dressing room with the door labeled 'DEFIANCE.' He swings the door open,

Orton: Alright guys........

He stops and stares at Kendrick and Shelley, who each have an x-box controller in their hand. They stare up at him with a pair of bewildered faces. Orton stares back at them a moment, with an annoyed look.

Orton: What are you guys doing?

Kendrick: We're playing x-box.

Shelley: Call of Duty Modern Warfare.

Orton looks at the x-box, searching for a power button. Unfortunately he knows nothing about them and gives up. He turns to Kendrick.

Orton: Let me see that remote!

Shelley: Heh heh, remote.

Kendrick hands the controller to Orton who hurls it at the television. It makes a crashing sound as the controller breaks.

Kendrick: Hey!

Orton: You two. We're here to be the absolute best. Our free time should be spent on training, and strategizing. Not rotting your brains on Nintendo games.

Shelley: it's not Nintendo....

Orton: I don't care what it is. It's stupid! While your playing these games, you could be working on improving.

Kendrick: We have been strategizing. We've come up with some rad ideas.

Shelley: Yeah we're gonna go after the tag team titles.

Orton: That sounds good. That's an admirable goal. You better be training your asses off.

Kendrick: And we're gonna come to the ring on a white carpet. Not a red carpet, a majestic white carpet.

Shelley: And customize the belts. Platinum!

Kendrick: Huh? Platinum belts. Nice huh? No gold for us.

Orton simply shakes his head.

Orton: You guys are damn talented. I wouldn't have aligned myself with you otherwise. But, Defiance is about more than talent. It's about being so much better than the rest it's unbearable. We have to be one hundred percent dedicated. We have to out train, out think, and out perform the competition. This is the "Age of Defiance" gentlemen. It's time to separate ourselves from the losers around FCW. Now we're done for the night here, let's hit the gym.

The group prepares to leave as Kendrick inspects the destroyed controller.

[JαΜαrçύs]

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