Post by Taylor on Feb 12, 2022 5:04:00 GMT
We open in a dark wooden room filled with hazy air. It is a sauna in some private club and in the room by himself sits Roman Reigns. Roman is in a towel with his head down and through the glass door you can see Paul Heyman approach. Heyman, dressed in his normal suit, you can see hesitant at the door, but then he does give it a quick knock. Roman doesn’t raise his head as he is leaned forward. Heyman shyly sticks his head in.
PAUL HEYMAN: Ummmm, excuse me my tribal chief. I believe you sent for me…
Roman still doesn’t raise his head but he waves in Heyman. For a moment Heyman isn’t sure if he understood as he was fully clothed, but then another impatient wave from Roman has Heyman double timing into the sauna and standing before his toweled tribal chief, nervously awaiting what is about to be said.
ROMAN REIGNS: True or false Paul, tomorrow night will be the first pay per view in this company's history.
Heyman is obviously uncomfortable in a full suit inside the sauna. Also he can hear anger in Roman’s voice, like a child knowing his parent is angry he knows this simple statement is leading somewhere.
PAUL HEYMAN: Well yes my tribal chief. The first pay per view Ascension is happening tomorrow night, that is why you are here in New York to compe…
Roman doesn’t raise his head, but he does raise his hand slightly which stops Heyman mid sentence.
ROMAN REIGNS: True or false, at this first pay per view I am scheduled to face a man I’ve not only defeated already, but I’ve embarrassed in front of millions.
Heyman realizes where the anger is coming from and in his mind he is trying to put a good spin on this.
PAUL HEYMAN: Well yes my tribal chief. You’ve defeat John Cena handily and honestly I didn’t believe he would return from a beating like that. But it seems Mick Foley….
Roman’s hand comes up to silence Heyman again.
ROMAN REIGNS: I don’t care what Mick Foley wants, his mind has been scrambled eggs since the 90s. I thought the reason I allow you in my tribe, I allow you around my bloodline is because you are a man who can get things done for his tribal chief. You talk a great game, you weave your magical words and pretend that you’ve changed the positions of the stars in the sky. But then when push comes to shove for me, this is where you allowed your tribal chief to be placed in an event this important? I need for you to explain to me how I can allow youtube be alright with this.
Heyman stutters for his words, the sweat is just pouring down his face and honestly coming from every pore in his body as the heat from the sauna and Roman intensifies.
PAUL HEYMAN: I understand your frustration, believe me I do. But this can be a true opportunity.
ROMAN REIGNS: There is no opportunity here Paul. All there can be is that I will once again show my dominance over a man who I’ve dominated in the past. It is obvious that he is too stupid to take a single beating and move on. John Cena believes somehow that he can avenge what has happened. He thinks that walking into the ring with me again will bring him something other than pain and I will remind him that he is nowhere near the same league as I am. That stepping into the ring with me is the last thing he will ever want to do again. Maybe he will stick to his little raps this time or stuffing his tongue down that whore’s throat. I will take care of John Cena tomorrow night, Paul. But what I truly want you to understand is that this is the last time. If you allow me to be placed against this insignificant, pathetic, little rap boy again….it is you who will have to worry about the wrath of the tribal chief. Do not fail me again Paul.
Heyman steps to say something else but Roman gestures for him to leave and without any more prompting Heyman quickly backs out of the sauna and leaves, soaked in sweat. Roman, still with his head down, takes a deep breath inhaling the hot air to clear his lungs as he prepares for one final round with John Cena.
PAUL HEYMAN: Ummmm, excuse me my tribal chief. I believe you sent for me…
Roman still doesn’t raise his head but he waves in Heyman. For a moment Heyman isn’t sure if he understood as he was fully clothed, but then another impatient wave from Roman has Heyman double timing into the sauna and standing before his toweled tribal chief, nervously awaiting what is about to be said.
ROMAN REIGNS: True or false Paul, tomorrow night will be the first pay per view in this company's history.
Heyman is obviously uncomfortable in a full suit inside the sauna. Also he can hear anger in Roman’s voice, like a child knowing his parent is angry he knows this simple statement is leading somewhere.
PAUL HEYMAN: Well yes my tribal chief. The first pay per view Ascension is happening tomorrow night, that is why you are here in New York to compe…
Roman doesn’t raise his head, but he does raise his hand slightly which stops Heyman mid sentence.
ROMAN REIGNS: True or false, at this first pay per view I am scheduled to face a man I’ve not only defeated already, but I’ve embarrassed in front of millions.
Heyman realizes where the anger is coming from and in his mind he is trying to put a good spin on this.
PAUL HEYMAN: Well yes my tribal chief. You’ve defeat John Cena handily and honestly I didn’t believe he would return from a beating like that. But it seems Mick Foley….
Roman’s hand comes up to silence Heyman again.
ROMAN REIGNS: I don’t care what Mick Foley wants, his mind has been scrambled eggs since the 90s. I thought the reason I allow you in my tribe, I allow you around my bloodline is because you are a man who can get things done for his tribal chief. You talk a great game, you weave your magical words and pretend that you’ve changed the positions of the stars in the sky. But then when push comes to shove for me, this is where you allowed your tribal chief to be placed in an event this important? I need for you to explain to me how I can allow youtube be alright with this.
Heyman stutters for his words, the sweat is just pouring down his face and honestly coming from every pore in his body as the heat from the sauna and Roman intensifies.
PAUL HEYMAN: I understand your frustration, believe me I do. But this can be a true opportunity.
ROMAN REIGNS: There is no opportunity here Paul. All there can be is that I will once again show my dominance over a man who I’ve dominated in the past. It is obvious that he is too stupid to take a single beating and move on. John Cena believes somehow that he can avenge what has happened. He thinks that walking into the ring with me again will bring him something other than pain and I will remind him that he is nowhere near the same league as I am. That stepping into the ring with me is the last thing he will ever want to do again. Maybe he will stick to his little raps this time or stuffing his tongue down that whore’s throat. I will take care of John Cena tomorrow night, Paul. But what I truly want you to understand is that this is the last time. If you allow me to be placed against this insignificant, pathetic, little rap boy again….it is you who will have to worry about the wrath of the tribal chief. Do not fail me again Paul.
Heyman steps to say something else but Roman gestures for him to leave and without any more prompting Heyman quickly backs out of the sauna and leaves, soaked in sweat. Roman, still with his head down, takes a deep breath inhaling the hot air to clear his lungs as he prepares for one final round with John Cena.