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The Lord's Gift to CWL
Topic Started: Aug 19 2017, 09:33 PM (115 Views)
Carlos Cruz
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The scene opened to The Arena Pier 10 in San Juan, Puerto Rico. People are walking back and forth, talking about CWC business as well as Caribbean Wrestling League business attire. Some of the conversations can't be heard because of several people talking on their phones, buttons on keyboards being pressed, and a few people laughing out loud. A lot had been happening these few days within the company. The signing of big stars both international and local. The views of Impacto continuing to rise with each passing episode. CWL was truly doing all it could do to be among CWC’s elite promotions. The camera turned around, pointing to one of the elevators in the hallway. Right when the stainless doors opened, Alicia Martinez walks out of the elevator, looking drop dead gorgeous as always. This afternoon she was in a tight knee high purple dress, with semi high heels on. Her luscious raven hair was pulled together into a neatly tied ponytail. Always a big fan of cameras and eyes all over her, Alicia made sure she looked extra sensuous to the males today. When she noticed the camera ahead, a big risqué smile appeared on her face as she greeted the person holding it.

Alicia: Did he come out yet?

Cameraman: He's still in the meeting.

Before Ms. Martinez had a chance to respond, a booming laughter was heard in one of the offices. The person who laughed sounded a bit old, but full of energy. Whenever the laughter reverberated throughout the building, it somehow had an effect on the employees in the building. They felt their spirits were lifted each time they were in the midst of the owner of the sparking laughter. Realizing that the merriment came from CWL’s head honcho's office, Alicia quickly scurried to the door with the cameraman hot on her heels. Fixing her hair and dress, Ms. Martinez told the camera guy to start rolling after being handed an CWL microphone. She felt this interview could change her life for the better, not wanting to screw up and be the laughing stock among her peers. It was a rare opportunity for Alicia to get an exclusive with Señor Miguel Rivera. The man who’s been making the lives of many up and coming, including legends, far better than they could imagine. The cameraman could be heard groaning under his breath as he watched Alicia check on the condition of her breath, quickly popping an Ice Breaker mint into her mouth.

The door she was standing in front of was quickly opened from the inside. Walking out of the large office, filled with expensive items and furniture, was a bald young man in his late twenties. He was clothed in a black suit with a white collar shirt underneath and a dark navy blue tie on. A pair of neatly polished shoes were on his feet. The young was genuinely smiling from ear to ear, his eyes sparkling with life and enthusiasm. He walked out of the office with so much energy and confidence, an extra pep in each of his steps. Many were leaving their cubicles to catch a glimpse of the illustrious new talent to grace the CWL roster. Some were snapping away pictures of him with their phones, a few mumbling still left in awe at who just exited the office of their superior. Gradually, a crowd began to form as Alicia stepped slightly away from the door allowing the still vibrant individual to step into the hallway.

Carlos: Muchas gracias Jefe. I'm so thrilled to be here in Caribbean Wrestling League, and can't wait to officially start. Maybe you’ll see me at CWC Worldwide. Tu nunca sabes.

After those words, The Jesus Freak Carlos Cruz waved goodbye to CWL’s General Manager Miguel Rivera, closing the door behind him. The moment the young man laid eyes on Alicia Martinez, the young interviewer felt her heart beating uncontrollably. Even though she knew Cruz was a married man with a child on the way, she couldn’t keep her emotions in check. The Bronx native looked at her in confusion wondering what was the purpose of her in front of him. Cruz cocked his head to one side, his smile never wavering. It also rose the temperature within Alicia. Hoping she didn’t look like a complete mess, Alicia cleared her throat unable to refrain herself from blushing a little. Approaching the young man feeling a bit timid, Alicia held the microphone up to Carlos’ mouth.

Alicia: For some time now there have been rumors that a new talent, for Caribbean Wrestling League, would arrive. To clear the air right now, are you that person?

Carlos: No I am not.

Puzzled, Alicia lowered the mic from Carlos's face and looked at the cameraman. Earlier today she had received a phone call to interview the newest member of the CWL Roster. A big name that would aid Impacto’s ratings to skyrocket even further. This individual was said to be a big time main eventer, bringing in the big bucks each time he competed under their banner. Vanessa Marcano sounded like it had to be done right away. Now standing before the handsome young man, Alicia wondered what business he had being in Mr. Rivera's office.

Carlos: What I am is the answer to each CWC fans' prayer. Especially CWL’s.

Thinking she was losing her mind, Alicia blinked a couple of times asking Carlos to please explain himself. With a sincere look on his face, Carlos gently placed a hand on Alicia's shoulder as the microphone was raised back up to his face.

Carlos: Ricky Sorrentino, Oliver Quinn, Justin Gatlin, and many others have given their all to reach the mountain peak. Well no longer! Let me introduce myself.

Carlos turned to the camera, anger and passion burning in his eyes.

Carlos: My name is The Jesus Freak Carlos Cruz. And I've been sent from heaven to compete against the absolute best in the wrestling business. I'm no savior. I'm just a soldier of God fed up with the fans being oppressed and abused. Some fans have said they wanted more from CWL. ¿Y ahora? Many watching this right now might be laughing. They might be saying who does this kid think he is? Or that I won't last long in this company. Let me assure you folks, Carlito is no joke!

The camera was completely focused on The Jesus Freak now. The only thing of Alicia seen was her hand, which is holding onto the CWL microphone.

Carlos: Start climbing up the ladder, beat Sorrentino for the Caribbean Championship, get an opportunity to compete on several CWC Supershows, take out each person within all thirteen CWC promotions, and once again become World Champion! Those five steps are easier said than done. But no weapon formed against me shall prosper. I came to CWL with a purpose. And no one is going to get in my way and stop me!

The camera backed away, showing a dumbfounded Alicia. The viewers at home didn't know if Ms. Martinez was head over heels for The Jesus Freak, or taken by surprise of everything he just said. Carlos's tensed body began to loosen, as he prepared himself for another one of Alicia's questions.

All of a sudden, someone shouted out in pain right behind the small group. The camera and Alicia quickly turned around, noticing a man wiping hot coffee off from his white shirt. In one hand he held a stack of papers drenched with coffee. Muttering something foul under his breath, the man kicked aside a shattered coffee mug in agitation.

Alicia: So where were we? Oh yes you stated that-

Alicia's eyes immediately widened in fright. Carlos Cruz had suddenly vanished. Everywhere she turned, the female interviewer couldn't find any trace of The Jesus Freak. It was as if he was never in the building, to begin with. Ms. Martinez didn't hear any of the three elevators open up. Even though her eyes were on the man, still complaining about his work dripping with coffee behind her for just a slight minute, she wondered how come she didn't hear Carlos walk away. Right when Alicia was on her way to say pack it up, something on the floor grabbed her attention. The object was pretty small and was white all over. As she went down to pick it up, Alicia noticed some glimmer around it. In her hands, it felt light and smooth. Staring at the object, Alicia wondered what sort of creature possessed such a beautiful feather.

Alicia: *gasps and turns to the camera* Was he really an angel?
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