The Birth Of The Dangerous Man

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Nine years ago from today...

Is the day everything started to change...

For a boy whose now know as one of, if not the most dangerous men ever!

WADE IAN NOLAN!

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[Off Camera]

-The Birth Of The Dangerous Man-

The day is like any other in London, England. It's cold, wet and windy yet there are plenty of people walking the streets. Streets which are far from pretty. These streets are full of crime, graffiti and trash. One male stands out from the rest, a male who looks about seventeen and that although his young has gone through so much already. This male in question is sat down on some cardboard boxes with his back leaning against a wall. The wall this male is leaning against obviously is covered in graffiti.

Looking up from what he was doing the male notices a group of about four other males standing there in front of him. All look to be part of the same gang, who know what gang after all London is full of wannabe gangsters. These four males were no different, standing there in their Nike trainers, tracksuit bottoms, baseball caps and hoodies with the hood over the baseball cap. The male whose sitting down now gets to his feet trying not to look scared on the outside. Since on the inside he was so scared, especially being in London. The knife crime in London was at an all time high especially gang related too.

“Yo bitch what's ya name?” One of the gang say to the male who just got to his feet.

The male who had just got to his feet tries putting on a brave face. “First of do you kiss your mother with that mouth?” He smirks before continuing. “Plus the names Wade Nolan, one day I'll be the man people fear.” Once again Wade smirks.

The four guys laugh before the biggest of the four throws a right hook to the ribs of Wade who drops to one knee. He instantly has to look down at his ribs for some reason thinking he had just been stabbed. When he looks down his relieved to see he hasn't been yet gets a sudden urge of hate against the world inside.

“Come on ya pussy get to ya feet.” The big guy from the group says, showing clearly that his the mouth piece of the wannabe gangsters.

Wade has heard enough and that sudden urge of hate pushes him to get to his feet and do something he didn't think he was capable of. Once on his feet Wade swings one hell of a right hook that connects with the big guys jaw. The noise of the big guys jaw breaking could probably be heard for miles. The three other guys stand there shocked as Wade isn't about to hang around as he takes off running. He runs as fast as his legs can take him where he makes it to a house where he instantly stops and stares.

Looking at Wade it's clear to see that he has been living on the streets a while now yet it's not clear to why his suddenly decided to stop outside someone's house. Looking around to make sure he had got away and that no one was around Wade just smirks. That feeling of hate against the world is still inside him as he just smirks. Walking up the garden path he makes sure his quick up the path yet still trying to be quiet to not alert anyone.

“It's around this time they're out, so I guess unfortunately I'll have no one to greet me when I break in.” Wade says out loud to himself. 

Wade gives the front door a hard kick grabbing it before it swings open making a loud bang. Looking around he makes sure to see if anyone saw him but from what Wade can see there isn't anyone in sight. Stepping in the house Wade has that smirk still planted on his face as he silently closes the front door behind him.

“Home sweet home.” The sarcastic tone in Wade's voice can clearly be heard.

Straight away Wade starts ripping the place apart, starting in the lounge where he manages to find two credit cards. Either the people whose cards they're must be stupid or either forgetful, no screw it they're stupid!

They have actually left the credit cards in an envelope with not only a lot of money in but actually the pin numbers to each credit card. Now heading to the kitchen Wade sees two mobile phones sitting on the table and takes them too. It's then that he hears the front door open and sits down at the kitchen table. That's when he looks through the door of the kitchen into the lounge seeing the woman break down crying.

Getting to his feet Wade makes his way into the lounge where the woman whose crying is being comforted by a guy. Stopping in the doorway and leaning against it Wade coughs trying to get their attention. The tear filled eyes of the woman look up at Wade as the guy turns around shocked to see Wade.

“You miss me?” Wade says with that smirk still upon his face.

“You did this?” The woman says wiping the tears from her eyes.

“Sorry mum I was just taking what rightfully should be mine. After all wasn't the money you have suppose to be mine?” The tone of Wade's voice is full of sarcasm.

“You've lost the right to call this woman here your mum.” The guy steps forward getting into Wade's face.

Not intimidated at all Wade just shrugs it off and pushes the guy away from him. “As have you lost the right to call yourself my parents.” Pushing past what is clearly his dad, Wade heads for the front door.

“WAIT JUST ONE MINUTE!” Wade's mother shouts at him.

Turning around with that cocky smirk on his face Wade stops and raises his eyebrows in a questioning manner.

“I know what you have and I know that I ain't about to let you just walk off with it. How about you give me them cards back and I'll give you the money that you feel you deserve.” Wade's mother says to Wade.

Just standing there he looks at his mother as he takes the envelopes from his pocket and takes the cash out of the envelopes. Placing the cash back in his pockets he stands there with the envelopes in his hand smirking at both his mum and dad.

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[On Camera]

-The Shoot-

Now I look at my opponents for my debut in Frontier Grappling Arts and I actually know nothing about them...

Do I care though?

HELL NO!

Why would I care?

It doesn't matter if I do or don't know my opponents, when I step into that ring I always step in with the same plan...

WIN!

So what if it's one, two or even three opponents, in this case it's two opponents... Just means “The Dangerous Man” Wade Nolan has double the pain to dish out... You see I'm a man who will always GAIN from PAIN!

It doesn't matter if that pain is my own or someone else’s, although I would prefer it to be someone else’s of course... After all I am the most dangerous man you're ever likely to meet... I won't hesitate to break bones, hell I won't even hesitate to end careers.

I was once a normal, well what people consider normal guy, that was up until things changed... The sudden urge of hate I got for the world and the people in it... So what if I have a hunger of seeing other suffer.

Does it make me evil?

Damn right it does and damn right I love being evil... No point in showing weakness by caring about what you do...

If I did that what fun would it be?

NONE!

That's right, being a suck up to the fans and getting a brown nose isn't what I do and is never something I will do... I didn't get into wrestling to make money, I got into wrestling to be able to legally hurt people.

It seems that the first two victims to be on my list are Jason Clark and Xavier Daniels... I hear from a source that the majority of people are predicting Xavier will win...

Guess what you lot?

YOU'RE WRONG!

This week in Plymouth Memorial Hall I will be proving that the majority of people are idiots... Not only that but in the process maybe I'll break a few bones of my opponents... Here's to hoping anyway... Maybe sometime soon in Frontier Grappling Arts I'll have the pleasure of ending someone's career.

Right now though I have Jason and Xavier to deal with... Now I'm not stupid to say it will be easy because I know damn well it won't be... Which is good because I like a challenge and it's clear to see FGA have faith in me... After all why would they try to make my debut so tough looking?

Notice I said tough looking, I also said it wouldn't be easy either... That make me a hypocrite Jason and Xavier?

Maybe I am being hypercritical or maybe I'm not... There is a difference between challenging and tough... Tough means there was a chance of me losing where as challenging means although I'll win it won't be easy.

Now Xavier and Jason if you don't understand that, hell if anyone don't understand that then that's your problem... I'm a lot of things and a problem solver is one of them, so if you have a problem let me solve it for you... I'd be willing to do the world a favour and end the careers of Xavier, Jason and anyone else put in my way.

I'm not bothered whether it takes a week, a month or even years it is going to happen to some of you here in FGA... When it does happen FGA will thank me for cleaning out the trash... Cleansing FGA of the weak links and you'll all see just why I am one of, if not the most dangerous men on this planet!

Xavier and Jason I'll be seeing you both at Plymouth Memorial Hall... The plain where you'll both suffer the PAIN you deserve for my own GAIN!

So until then rest up and make sure you're at one hundred percent because I wouldn't want you having an excuse when I make either one of you my bitches!

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