UKWF North Sea Championship: Kincaid (c) v Valkyrie

[UKWF]

Post your RPs for the match below. 2 RP cap. Max. 500 words per RP.

[Deleted]

“I'm trying here Valkyrie, I really am.

I am not a good man. I've been honest about that. Hell, my first mentor in this business was Steve Llewellyn. One of the most vicious technical wrestlers you'll ever see. A guy who took absolute joy in ripping people apart piece by piece. After that, I was under Adrian Sakai. I remember thinking Adrian was the sickest guy I'd ever met in my life. But after fifteen years in this industry, I don't even think he makes the top ten. You learn from guys like that, and you come up knowing that violence and dishonesty in this line of work will get you a whole hell of a lot further than putting your nose to the grindstone and just putting in the work. So I spent years using their lessons. I bled on five different continents. I tortured. I hurt. I maimed. And I built myself a legacy.

I changed because of her. Because of my wife. Because there comes a point where you're laying in bed at night, and you have the woman you love for the thousand time that you ended a man's career for the both of you. You have to tell her all the awful things you're doing are going to make your lives better when you can finally walk away. But when she looks at you, you can both see the stains on each other. You know there's no walking away from it unless you change everything. Unless you make things right.

I know what Alyssa did. At first, maybe I could have argued with you but what happened last show is impossible to dispute. But that doesn't mean I get to take the easy way out. Look, in every possible way my relationship and my title are linked. Letting you take this thing? It's giving up. It's admitting that none of the work that I've put in is worth the time. I can't do that. Don't ask me to. Don't.

I made mistakes. I have to fix this. I get that. But if you think for a second that crossing a line with me is going to make that easier on both of us do yourself a favor: Look me up. Watch some tape. Find the Kincaid before he came to UKWF. Since I got here, I've beaten almost everyone they put in front of me. But I haven't hurt anyone. Now, Valkyrie, believe it or not I like you. I've got a ton of respect for you. I've helped you out before, and you've done the same. So I am begging you: Remember where the line is. Remember that sorting my family out is my business. Remember that if you cross that line nothing – nothing – will protect you from me.

We're all products of the people we're closest to. I can't change that. But one way or the other, at Anniversary of Aggression you meet the real me.”

[Valkyrie and Hana]

“Don't change because I tell you to, if anything, be who you are because that is what I want.”

The camera focused up in Omega, camera mounted as Valkyrie hammered away with her palms, elbows and knees on a punchbag.

“See, I don't want to fight someone who would lay down to protect themselves, I don't want people to do what I say in ring unless they're tagging with me. I thrive when I have to fight, I thrive when the adrenaline is rushing through my body. If my facepaint is intact, or I don't have blood dripping from me, I feel as though I haven't earned anything in battle. For a Viking who's only way into Valhalla is to be slain in combat, you can understand that an easy battle is a longer life, but to be able to spend eternity fighting all day and drinking at night is what our afterlife is about.”

“But I will tell you now Kincaid; I was trained in a similar way, I know viciousness and I know how it feels when you are conditioned to inflict pain, and how to absorb it. I've been through some wars in eight years, I've forced people to quit, I've strangled them to the point they lose conciousness. I've been choked out, knocked out with a strike to the liver, hell last year I was stabbed by one opponent with a broken bottle that came dangerously close to ruining my Mjolnir tattoo. I know how sick and twisted the human psyche can be in this business all too, hence why things are going to happen this coming show. We've been partners a few times in matches, but once more we become opponents, and so long as it isn't personal, it's strictly business.”

“Knowing that in this upcoming contest I don't have to worry about anyone else except you and that little bitch you call a wife at ringside... I'm a lot more prepared than you think I will be. I don't trust her not to interfere, and if she enters the ring, she's going down. Anyone in the ring during a match who isn't wearing the zebra stripes is fair game. That is what I was taught, you defend yourself at all times from anyone who would do you harm. That's the nature of the beast, you defend yourself until you physically can't keep on going or the bell rings because you either did something stupid or the time has elapsed. I'm not content to do that, not when there is a belt on the line that I had my hands on and definitely not when I was screwed out of it. All Alyssa did was save me the effort of showing my evidence a few weeks back.”

“I'm prepared more than I have been in a long time, when that bell rings, I'll show you something scarier than the real you, an uncaged Valkyrie. See you in London!”

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[Deleted]

“The problem with never taking your foot off the gas is, sooner or later, you're bound to crash the car.

You've got to love someone who tells you in one breath that things aren't personal and then in the next sentence insults your family. You've got to love someone who tries to put the fear in you when and then tries to backpedal. What kind of dick measuring contest horseshit is you telling me your background? Oh, you nearly had a tattoo ruined? I feel for you. I weep for you. Really, I do. You know what the difference between my story and yours is? I don't take any pleasure in mine. Facts are facts, truth is truth, I am a bad man who traded in his black hat and no matter how hard I work there's no honor in what we do. There are winners, there are losers and sweetheart Valhalla isn't real.

...My hands are shaking. That's...that's new.

You're worried about things like tattoos getting ruined. What do you want this belt for? Why's it so important to you? You're like a child, you're chomping at the bit trying to get a hold of it because someone else took it from you. I didn't win this thing under the right circumstances. I admit it. But I don't lay down for anyone. How many times do you think I've woken up this month in the dead of night, and stared at this belt sitting on my night stand and thought...I could just give it up couldn't I? I could hand this off to you and say I just want it to be over. And I sit there, and I stare at that silver and gold. Sooner or later, I start feeling that gnaw deep in my stomach. It's slow, and it creeps up, but sooner or later an idea pops into my head. Some awful vision of what I'll do to keep it. And I crawl back in bed and I feel disgusted with myself until I fall asleep.

But bit by bit, that last part is going away.

You're making it easy to hate you. Because you're just a little too comfortable calling my wife a bitch. You're just a little too comfortable acting like this match of ours is a forgone conclusion. You're so SURE of yourself. So sure you frighten me. What am I supposed to say to that? You want me to pretend to be above it all and act like you and I are going to go out there and have some technical classic? Well I can't. Because it'd be dishonest. And no matter what's happened around me I am the most honest man in our locker room. When this match is over? I'm going to still be sitting there. Holding my belt. Beside her. And I'm going to wonder if what I did was worth the stains it leaves on me.

You think that's bragging? My hands are still shaking.”

[Valkyrie and Hana]

Off

“He's not happy about what you said. Guessing you didn't say nice things about his wife.”

Laying out in the Omega training ring, Valkyrie had her legs hanging from the top rope, pulling herself up into trunk curls, and though she was drenched in sweat, she had a grin on her face. Propped against the ropes, Tali Donovan watched as the five year old held onto an iPad.

“Let him not be happy, if it gets into his head enough to throw him off his game because I contradicted myself, that's his problem. Besides, we have similarities, I've not exactly been the nicest of people in the ring until I found out that I can't just throw my weight about and do what I wanted like I did in GPW.”

Then the killer question, Tali set the iPad down and laid down on the mat as Vee rested.

“Do you trust what he says?”

“What does the Little Dragon think? One of the few people who has been around the wrestling business since she was born, and is one of the most beloved people who gets to walk around Omega. You know your Dads words better than anyone.”

“You don't trust him at all. You don't trust his wife because she pushed the ladder over, and you know he's not been nice in the past neither.” the child paused for a moment before continuing “You only trust those in your life who are family. Your Mum, your Dad, your brother and sister, and everyone in Omega who has been part of the family.”

“That's right. Offer one hand...”

“Arm the other! Especially when there's a belt on the line!”

“And that's why I only trust my family. Hana is the only other Omega who works where I do right now, and I have the back of anyone who would sign up there as well, as well as going to stand by them. But Kincaid, something just feels off. I don't know what it is but you know I'm going to do what I normally do.”

“Scream in Danish, then do Suplex, Superkick and Freya's Justice?”

“Might even do a Dragon Elbow off the middle rope just for you. Take a few more risks to get the win than I would normally if I judge it necessary.”

“Don't need to do that. Daddy said you are one of the best technicians he's seen, and they call him the Defnition of Technician. He taught you to be wrestler, and if he says you are one of the best in ring, you are. Don't need to take that risks. Show them the Valkyrie and that she is deadly!”

Five year olds pep talk, worked on Blaise near enough, and damn works on Danes too.

“Now your auntie Blaise said your powers were motivation and flying!”

And picking Tali up, giggling, Vee ran her around the ring... Little Dragon flying again...