Greensboro Coliseum
Greensboro, NC

In one of the many offices and side rooms in the arena we see Alex Nelson sitting down in a black metal folding chair, a television behind him showing clips of past CWF events, a notepad and pencil at his side.

He’s dressed in his newly designed ring gear for Civil Warfare, a white and green singlet with his high school’s mascot, a Bulldog, emblazoned in white outline on the front, green pads and white boots. 

“I’ve been taking notes, and taking note of my opponents, since this is an important moment, my first title shot, which might not come around again if I don’t step up my game.” 

"I noticed that I’ve been getting a lot of golf claps and backhanded compliments from folks looking down on little ol’ Alex, Steve’s boy, yeah, I was anchored with a jobber gimmick and lived up to it, I own that, but, that’s not who I will always be…”

“Sadie, my father and I were estranged for years, so I wasn’t handed the drive to wrestle in high school, to be an All-State in the sport, it wasn’t Dad who gave me the passion for athletics, he got me in the door here in Conquest, sure, but he’s gladly thrown me in the deep end of the pool to see if I’ll swim.”

“I was held hostage, for weeks, if not months, because of my father’s rivalry, I had barely made a debut before I caught in their crossfire and used as a pawn.” 

“So he hasn’t handed me anything, if anything, he’s made sure I had to make my own way in this business, that my drive, my will and my wins and losses are mine alone.” 

“Zolotach, I hope that things turn around for me like things had done for you, if I could be as successful as most of our competitors I could probably retire happy, but I want more, I want better, and I want that Valor title, so if we see each other in the ring, just understand that I am looking for that spark, and I’ll gladly tap you out to get it.” 

He picks back up the notes and puts them away down the front of his singlet. 

“Karlie, you are well trained wrestling machine, I know your endurance and in-ring acumen is unmatched, I know you’re a former champion, and we both know what that means, you can be beaten, probably not by me, but this is a gauntlet after all, it will test us all.” 

“And as far as Miguel, maybe the silence is louder than things that could be said, have you forgotten the match? Did you get lost on the way to the Carolinas? Or is it worse that you think we’re beneath you, that you have bigger fish to fry? I want that Valor championship, I want to do something to step out of the shadows of my Dad, how about you?”