There comes a point in everyone's life when they have to face facts they may not be keen on admitting to themselves. Prior to my decision to tey and take my own life, i was in a boat where nothing mattered. Nobody mattered. I didn't matter. At least, that's how I saw it. Day after day, from friends, I'd hear about how wrong I was, and how loved I was, but to me it was all garbage. To me they were all saying what they had to say to make me feel better and, "get me back up on that horse." In my eyes they wanted me to go back and do what they thought would make me happy.
They didn't have a clue how lost and far from happy I was.
Many of my friends came to me telling me to regroup, get back out there, and try to get back to where I was before my downward spiral. They wanted me to make some grandiose return, run my mouth, and act like none of my complete bullshit performances had happened. This was a point of no return for me. I had fallen from grace in a career I put my heart and soul into for so long. I had felt betrayed by those around me inside the company because they weren't the ones reaching out, but instead making me feel like it was best I stay away. I hated the industry. I despised myself. All of the accolades I had earned that adorned the walls of my office made me not even want to set foot in there.
Plain and simple, I wanted to be as far from the business as I could be.
I wanted to isolate myself, and ultimately do what I did down the road.
I wanted to disappear.
Before I could, however, I get a phone call. It's a call from one of the biggest "secrets" my life has to offer, and for once it didn't involve a love interest. Instead, it had to do with a woman who I had barely known, but had always been special in my heart. Every big brother's dream, his little sister. The one he gets to look after and "protect," and while I had only recently, meaning over the past few years, found out about her existence, I felt close to her already, as if I had known her my whole life.
That closeness was shared on a couple of levels, but not all. She had many jaded opinions of our family, and rightfully so. But she has entrusted a lot in me because I'm ultimately the only one who would support her in her journey. Why me? I'm the only one who'd understand, and respect her decisions. Well she assumed all of her decisions. She called me with an issue, explained it, and I told her basically an equivalent of, "whatever." It wasn't an answer she liked because she felt placated. So was adamant we meet, and talk things out, that I finally gave in, and figured the worst that could happen would be I leave annoyed, which would be comparable to any other day of the week.
.::Jake sits on a park bench overlooking the river, just outside of Sec Taylor Stadium. His bitterness toward everything continues to grow, wishing more and more he could just disappear and go the way of the Dodo. His emotions have become more and more flooded with darkness, and he can't seem to escape it. Unlike most, however, he continues to try. Today is one of those days where he's out and about for a reason. A phone call came in earlier in the week regarding the profession he had begun to loathe. It wasn't SCW checking up on him and his health. It wasn't the OWF planning another failed attempt at a comeback show. Instead it was the voice of a woman. One of the only who didn't bring him distress and anger. She asked to meet with him on a very personal and professional level that Jake felt was appropriate and needed his attention.
As Jake sits, eyes affixed forward, a woman approaches from the rear. She had parked on the street, seeing Jake sitting on the bench, slouched, and just not completely himself. She walks around the side of the bench, and sits down, gazing outward just like Jake. Out of his periphery, Jake can see who it is, and wastes no time in acknowledging her. ::.
Jake Starr: I was pretty surprised to have you call...
Jordan Majors: Well who else am I supposed to turn to?
Jake Starr: Your family?
Jordan Majors: And that's why I'm here!
Jake Starr: I meant your other family...
Jordan Majors: Oh fuck off. We both know about that situation. You're the only one I could turn to, especially for this.
Jake Starr: But why now? I've seen you out there doing your thing, lately. I've seen you out there in various forms. I especially liked your pasty-ass white girl, posing as a Luchador, gimmick. Only seen one other one less believable, and he's a ginger on top of everything else...
Jordan Majors: It's called a Luchadora...
Jake Starr: It's called a "Flying Gringa..."
Jordan Majors: At least I wasn't doused in blue body paint, walking around like a Star Wars character in lifts....
=p- If Pacino can wear lifts and get paid, fuck it I can, too!
Jordan Majors: Exactly... The gimmick worked for a while, I made a little off of it, and that was that. Don't act holier than thou when you had to keep changing your name with fake IDs just so companies would hire you... The fact is, I thought that was the way to forge my path without being seen as "Jake Starr's little sister." I thought that was going to be my only way of getting respect like you.
Jake Starr: Seriously? Why? Nobody once has ever figured out, or even started to draw a correlation between us. So you could have been Jordan Majors all along, and nobody would have given two shits.
Jordan Majors: That's why I asked you to meet me. I want to try that. I want to be me. But I want to know you're truly OK with me going to SCW...
.::Jake rolls his eyes. ::.
Jake Starr: I told you on the phone, you do you. You be you. If you want to go to SCW, go to SCW. If you want to carve your name amongst the greats, it's not my place to say no.
Jordan Majors: It's your turf...
Jake Starr: Was...
Jordan Majors: It still is... You know you could go back any moment, and cause chaos.
Jake Starr: And where would it get me Jordan? I'd still be the same, jaded, ass, I am now.
Jordan Majors: Why jaded?
Jake Starr: Be... Because I don't know what the fuck I'm supposed to do anymore. I'm not a big shot. I've done everything I can. So where's my drive? Why should I fucking care? I say the same shit over and over again, and then fall back on old cliches. I have nothing to offer anymore, and I feel that way about life itself, you know?
Jordan Majors: No Jake, I don't. All I know is I care about what you think. I care about the advice you have.
.::Jake sighs. ::.
Jake Starr: You want honesty?
Jordan Majors: Unless it's you being a dick...
Jake Starr: Go do your thing. Pretend I don't exist. Hell bad mouth me if my name comes up. Do whatever you can to set yourself apart and be you. I've seen you on the indy scene. I have seen how talented you are. You can hang in SCW. But know that when you start setting yourself apart, they'll turn on you in an instant. They'll try and eat you alive. They'll try and destroy anything you create.
Jordan Majors: So you're saying it'll be like living at home all of these years? Then good... I can use this as my chance at payback for all of the shit I endured.
Jake Starr: You can't make SCW personal. That's what I did. That's where I failed. EVERYTHING was personal to me, and I couldn't let anything go. Instead I was the guy pissing and moaning every week, constantly unhappy. Look at me now. Look what it did to me...
.::Jordan begins to think Jake is trying to make her decide not to go. ::.
Jordan Majors: Just be honest, Jake... If you don't want me to go to SCW I won't.
Jake Starr: I want you to do what you want and realize I don't matter, here. This isn't about me. This is about you. It's why I went to SCW because it was finally about me. I was tired of not being myself, so I did it. You're tired of not being you, so step out there and you do you. It doesn't matter what I think. It doesn't matter if I like it or don't. Hell it probably doesn't matter if anyone knows who you are. The fact is, you have a dream and some nobody like me can't stop you.
.::Jordan sits back on the bench, still slightly confused on what to do. ::.
Jordan Majors: You really are bitter...
She had no clue the level of bitterness I faced on a daily basis. She had no clue how much anger and bitterness the business and this one company had sent me into. And it wasn't even their fault, it was mine. It was me pressuring myself. It was me pushing myself day in and day out for over a decade, and never stopping to breathe. I allowed something like this to consume me, and not only did I loathe it at the time, I loathed myself. I blamed myself. I blamed the company. It was a constant back and forth with me about who, truly, was the most at fault, and it was one of those things that led to the most darkness I had ever faced.
Jake Starr: So what? You do you... Make yourself happy. Quit giving a fuck about what others think because it'll drive you so damn crazy appeasing everyone that you lose yourself.
Jordan Majors: Is that what happened to you?
This was a question that I didn't expect, nor know how to truly confront. It was simple enough, "what happened to me?" It's not something easily answered or thought about. I had gone from the guy taking every bit of action thrown my way to a guy sitting on a park bench wishing he didn't exist. What did happen to me? Why did I let myself get to that point? Why did I allow myself to continue down that dark path and end up on the verge of death?
And seriously why did I not realize why she's really there? She's not there seeking "my permission," she wants her brother's approval of her. She wanted me to be proud she had gotten to the point she was ready to move up in her career. Ugh. I look back and realize how gone I truly was, and it was almost past an event horizon of something bad happening to me in the future, which it did.
Jordan Majors: I just want a clear answer... Yes or no?
Jake Starr: Yes... Do it... I have no plans on coming back anytime soon, if at all, to fart on your rainbow and expose you. Nobody will know, and you can live a life free of Jake Starr influence. I won't lie, that's what it sounds like you want more than anything, anyway.
Jordan Majors: Jesus Christ, Jake... No... I wanted your blessing out of respect to you, both as my brother, and someone who is already established there. I didn't want you to think I was trying to take your spot, or ruin your reputation.
Jake Starr: Then promise me one thing...
Jordan Majors: What?
Jake Starr: You make your own fucking legacy, and be honest with yourself when you need help.
.::Jordan scoffs. ::.
Jordan Majors: Like from you?
Jake Starr: ... From anyone.
.::Jake stands up and starts to walk away. He pauses and looks back over his shoulder. ::.
Jake Starr: ... But know big brother will always be watching, and always be ready to make sure nobody fucks with his little sister...
.::Jordan scoffs again, and looks to her right. After a couple breaths she turns and begins a sentence. ::.
Jordan Majors: You know, Jake I don't ne...
.::She realizes he's nowhere to be seen, and her tone changes. ::.
Jordan Majors: ... Thank you...
Until recently, this was the last we talked. As she progressed our conversations became more frequent, and while she would tell me about her life on the road, she got to listen to me talk about her. She really turned into a listening ear for me, and became that sisterly figure I probably have always needed. And lately I feel it's slowly gone both ways. I've become that big brother she yearned for, and who wasn't a dickhead and abusive in her life. Sure... She and I have a long way to go before everything becomes "familial" but we have started down a path of trust and conversation that can lesd to many positives and far fewer negatives.
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Jake Starr: Sometimes, enough is enough. Sometimes promises need to be broken. Sometimes walls must come crashing down. At Under Attack, just that happened. Jordan Majors walked out there and beat the shit out of Ravyn Taylor for the, not one... Not two... FIVE...
.::From off screen Brandon's voice is heard. ::.
Brandon Evans: Three, sir!
Jake Starr: Ah yes, three time, or third time for those of you who actually can speak English in a grammatical manner. This was something that, I'm just going to be blunt, didn't think was possible. I have only beaten that bitch in tag team competition, and here she is, newbie Jordan Majors, whooping her ass thrice! I can say I was most definitely impressed, but then Infamous decided it was going to be their moment to strike, like the cowards they are. They couldn't handle defeat, so what do they do, they try to send someone out on a gurney. And when I saw that attack, it was when I decided hiding my relationship to Jordan was over and I was not going to watch her be rolled out on a stretcher like they did to me. On top of that, let's be real, if anyone knows how to go toe to toe with Infamous as a group, and do so basically by himself, it's me.
So I went down there and I did what I did. I made sure they realized they weren't going to be the gang raping thugs they had been in the past, and Jordan Majors wasn't some sacrificial lamb they got to get their anger out on. Instead they were going to be reminded of what happened to the last guy they did this to. Now, I get it... I get where their smart-ass selves were coming from. I get where they may have thought they could have gotten away with what they did. But when they went out there at Breakdown and started trying to be funny, be creative, and be completely WRONG, they got a bit of a shock when they found out that the two weren't some opposite sex pro wrestlers with a thing for one another, but instead they were siblings, and equally ready to beat their asses.
That leads us to today.
That leads us to this moment.
SCW is now in the midst of having NOT ONE, but TWO, Starr family members on its roster and actually knowing so, and those two members teaming up for the first time in their lives on Breakdown. This is a moment that, for me at least, is one that regardless of outcome will mean the world to me. I have my sister in my corner. I am in my sister's corner. We are doing something we were both bred to do, and getting to represent who we have become as individuals, but now as brother and sister. This is a culmination of our careers. Neither of us have wanted to be in the shadow of our family. We have always wanted to forge our respective paths, and now, in 2019, in the biggest promotion on the planet, not only have we done so, our paths now come together where we fight together.
It's an honor I won't downplay.
The best part of this fight is that it's not just against Infamous. We aren't going out there to just continue a fight that a few asshats decided to start against the wrong family. No. Jake Starr and Jordan Majors are walking into the arena with a fight against the best tag teams in SCW. We have the Tag Team Champions against us, along with Infamous and Twin Magic. Jake Starr and Jordan Majors are being pushed into the limelight against the best SCW has to offer tag team wise, and at the same time, get to show Infamous why they were mistaken by not nutting up and taking a loss like a grown up.
Now I've heard the argument time and time again. Me and whoever I am teaming with can't hang with established teams. We can't win because we don't have the team chemistry. We don't have, shit, whatever it is that it takes to win. But I want to remind everyone in SCW about the ultimate upset that Jake Starr was a part of. Infamous, Syren and Ravyn Taylor, were the unstoppable tag team, truly running roughshod over everyone and every team that crossed their path. Then Greg Cherry, a legend both in ability to eat in catering, and win big matches, came up to Jake Starr and said, "hey, let's challenge Infamous for the Tag Team Championships." The best part was watching those two Infamous bitches squirm, trying to play it off like they had it under control, and the next thing you know... Jake Starr and Greg Cherry were the Tag Team Champions in their FIRST MATCH together.
We didn't have chemistry, and we took down, arguably, the greatest tag team in SCW history.
So when you believe that just because it's a first for two individuals, that they can't possibly coexist or have the chemistry to survive like seasoned teams, look at what two people who legitimately didn't care for one another, walked out there and actually beat THE BEST. And now, you look at who I'm walking out there with and trusting this time around, and you think that's not MORE advantageous than Greg Cherry? This is TRULY my flesh and blood. Tommy and David were always "brothers" to me, but this woman, this talent, she's my legitimate sister. She's the woman who came from the same parents as I. Yeah, we came from vastly different childhoods, and we have a lot, on a personal level, to work out, but we are both still forged from the same blood and the same lineage. And don't forget what I have done in SCW, and even Jordan, in her short time, she's done things I haven't. I've never beaten Ravyn Taylor, heads up, and look at her?
This is why SCW realizes what this could mean in the long run for both of us. They realize the family has united. They realize that this could be the moment something special is born within its hallways. Two members of a family that have PROVEN themselves time and time again, and in multiple situations and organizations, are walking out of that curtain, ready to fight. Yeah it's big brother and little sister. Yeah I know some people will run their mouth and say she's in my shadow. But she proved everyone wrong. She walked in here and wasn't "Jake Starr's sister," but Jordan Majors. Just because everyone now knows we're siblings doesn't change what she's done on her own. Now we just get to forge a new path simultaneously. We get to do something we never expected to ever do in our careers. We can fight together, we can fight alone, but the world now knows that big bro and little sis are going to be looking out for one another.
So Infamous... Zero Fucks Given... Twin Magic... All six of you better be ready to be surprised. All six of you better be prepared to face off against a new force in Supreme Championship Wrestling. We aren't coming out there to simply establish ourselves as a new tag team to be scared of. We are coming out there to establish ourselves as two of SCW's most elite, and dangerous, members of its roster. That means we are gunning for everyone. Infamous brought us together. Now everyone will face the consequences. Everyone will realize that when you bring this family together, nobody can touch either of us. We are united. We are stepping up to the plate. We gave everyone the benefit of the doubt by keeping our distance. Now we come together. Now we end the hiding. Now we destroy the masses.
Infamous... You brought this on the world. I hope when we beat your asses at Breakdown, along with the rest of the teams, you acknowledge your own mistakes and apologize to EVERYONE backstage. Like I said... Singles, tag, it doesn't matter, we have each other's back. And a family fighting together is stronger than ANY bond between the muscle of Infamous and her on again off again lover, or whatever they are.
We're here!