Lambs and Bulls

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Capítulo 1: Lambs and Bulls

08/03/2024

As the wind rushes through the streets in a kind of symphony accompanied by the sound of hustle and bustle in the streets late at night, a few cars speeding at high pace perhaps in the pursuit of fleeing the cops or even a street gang, while some people freeze in the mean streets having lost all their cash to the casinos, yet the streets keep their shine, lights accompanying every street corner, every block. Weeping and laughter, celebration and lamentation, life or death. Welcome to Las Vegas.

After what seemed like a short introduction provided by the cameramen of the National Pro Wrestling Association, a new wrestling company also known by the alias of NPWA, we move deeper and deeper into the urban environment of Nevada, quickly escaping the bustle and sound of slot machines and replacing the noise of dropping coins for the sound of bullets making an impact on their victim, getting closer and closer to the west side of the city. While some staff members may already feel accustomed to similar conditions due to their past or perhaps even other jobs, those rookie sons of "bourgeois" retain a certain visible panic on their faces after arriving at the indicated street.

Spencer Adams and the management team have sent out a few interviews with some new signings of the company prior to the draft in an effort to inform Andre Holmes and Howard Black, and the general public, about the wrestlers' personalities, milestones, stats, and anything else that makes them stand out.

With the cameras already in place, a few children and elderly members of the neighbourhood, the majority of them of Hispanic heritage, observe the spectacle while the bravest of the cameramen presses the buzzer, awakening the "Mad Bull" from his lethargy. Within a couple of minutes the Spaniard was dressed, raising his eyebrow at the sight of most of his locals gathered to watch the show.

After explaining the reason for their presence, Garcia relaxes his gaze and approaches the cameras, lightly tapping the camera in order to focus it on his face, after accomplishing his goal he takes a couple of steps back, revealing his full outfit, just a pair of cargo trousers and an AC-DC T-shirt, most likely the first thing he picked up from the wardrobe after being woken up from his siesta.

Adam García: "The decorum is to introduce yourself when you enter my home, instead you've chosen to just throw yourself at me, unannounced."

The bull casts a cold glance at the staff members to immediately look back at the scene with a smile on his lips.

Adam García: "Those of you active on social media may already know who I am, but to all of you living under a rock. The name is Adam Garcia, The Spanish Ace, and the Mad Bull of professional wrestling. Although I'm sure you'd love a lengthy recap of my career, the accomplishments I've made in just one year of wrestling overseas, and how I've gone virtually undefeated in almost every place I've found myself under contract. However if it's stats you want to talk about, I'm sure you can read enough of that on the official roster page."

The Ace's smile diminishes

Adam García: "The one thing that should be your concern should be what I plan to accomplish, no matter which conference I go to. Now that's to expand the borders of my conquest. Like I did in Spain, and repeated in the UK, I have one aim in coming to this country, and that is to be known as the real Número U-N-O, the true Number one. I certainly don't plan to "finish a story", my life has many pages to be told, NPWA is just one more of them. Another company that will be ruled under my reign, yet another title to be added to my collection and hopefully, contrary to other times, this company won't be shut down just days before I hit the jackpot at a PPV".

With this comment, Adam reminds the audience of the three companies that have closed when a title match was scheduled.

Adam García: "For all those who underestimate my remarks, the ones who boo me every time I make my entry, I hope your hatred for me skyrockets when the championship is around my waist, for your loathing is nothing more than the gasoline that keeps me fighting."

Wrapping his hands around his waist, Garcia mimics an imaginary belt.

Adam Garcia: "I can promise you one thing, Annihilation. This roster is a meat market and I'm beginning to starve. And once they announce which side I'm on, I expect the rest of the lambs to assume their role, to keep themselves at the bottom of the plate while I work my way up the rankings. But in every flock there are black sheep, so to those of you who are thinking of taking on the bull in the ring. Here's a piece of advice, Make it hurt. Ending your careers, your existence, is no fun unless you make it hurt. Make it bleed, make my gaze turn crimson with blood, for as soon as our eyes meet in the arena, I'll show you why I keep the Mad Bull alias. An as your body lies limp on the canvas having tasted the taste of my horns, I shall prove that your hope is but a flickering candle in the gusts of my rage."

With no warning, The Bull then proceeds to turn his back to the staff members, charging his way into his abode once more. As the lights go out, the cameras stop rolling, neighbours return to their homes, now it's the cameramen's turn to return safe and sound.