My life is starting to fall apart. However, for some reason, my SCCW career is on an upsurge. This week I have a match against Aimz and last week I got put into a match of death against Xavier Kannon and Wyatt Connors as well as losing to Mortifera in GCW in a fairly good match. Other than that, my life is in shambles.
It started two months ago when my girlfriend left me. After that I got eliminated from GTT7. Soon after I had some ups and downs in my wrestling career as well. Seems like my personal and professional lives are in a bit of a flux.
So instead of doing my usual routine of getting a workout and doing a strategy session for my match, I decided to go to the movie theater to see Book of Eli. But after watching the entire film, I got an idea. A very evil idea to be exact.
I came back home after the movie to my house and started working up some plans for what I had in mind at my desk. It would involve getting back in touch with a lot of people that I haven’t talked to in years. Some of them have a bad history with me too but that doesn’t matter. What matters is getting all of this together.
All of this started from what I saw in Book of Eli, most notably the town and the ending related things in the movie. Most of it has to do with the lack of order and societal structure that will be missing after judgment day happens. And by Judgment Day I mean the nuclear warfare that most likely will take place in World War III.
Taking a brake from planning, I get up from the desk and take a stroll down the hall toward my bedroom. Upon reaching my bedroom, I walk inside and head for the closet. Opening the closet door, I look at the shelf above my clothes and see a small black book. Reaching up I grab it pull the book down. Looking at the cover, there’s a small piece of white tape on it with the word ‘Contacts’ written in black marker on it.
Upon opening the book, I flip through the pages and look at some of the contacts that I haven’t talked to in ages. After inspecting the first few pages, I turn the page to find two of my oldest buddies that would be perfect for something along these lines.
“Killer Pirates,” I mutter out loud. Such colorful characters those guys are. One is a guy who thinks he’s a pirate and the other is an escaped mental patient who may or may not be a ‘Killer Klown from Outer Space.’ They might prove useful with this plan I have in mind since both of them are crazy borderline psychopaths and have legitimately killed other human beings in the past.
Suddenly my doorbell sounds as I close the book. Quickly stashing the book back where I placed it, knowing that I’ll have to use it later. Closing the closet door, I head out of the room and down the hallway before reaching the front door to open it. When I do the person waiting there for me is my sports agent William Smith. In his hand is a tape that says ‘GCW Christmas Chaos’ on it. At this moment I know that I am in for an earful. Honestly, I don’t care. My long term plans super cede anything wrestling related at least temporarily.
* * *
Last week…
Inside of the secret base that we’re using for the big meeting, everyone from all the invited factions is already here as I walk up to the podium after leaving the adjacent conference room. A lot of them have never seen me in a suit before so I get a lot of strange looks as I walk up the steps to the stage. There are several organizations with representatives here. The Evil Fish Corporation is represented by their leader Moneymaster, his second in command Piranha Lady, his thug Painmaster Tyrone, his rapist assassin Raper, and they are accompanied by some slimy investors that are funding the group’s activities. Right in front of them are the Hades Corporation’s top hierarchy of division heads. This group includes company CEO Raphael Black, Picasso, Milena, Matisse, Monet, Leonardo, Rembrandt, Cezanne, and Van Gogh. The Hades Corporation’s GHOST Unit is there as well. The Circus of Doom is represented by the Killer Pirates of the Outer Caribbean and several minor goons with a contingent of cloned Doom Ninjas while the Church of the Unholy’s representatives are Count Von Macabre as well as some Unholy Ninjas, Unholy Cyber Ninjas, and Unholy Knights.
As I reach the podium, I look around at all of them before fixing the microphone. At this point I glance around briefly before beginning the meeting.
“I’m glad that everyone decided to show up for this meeting,” I tell them all with a smile on my face.
“What’s this about, Varga?” Raphael Black asks in regards to his Hades Corporation. Knowing him, it’s something pretty important and most likely illegal. “My organization had some very important plans today that we‘re having to put off until next week.”
It’s understandable why he would want to know about what is going on. An organizational meeting like this has never been held before. All of our groups have been doing our own thing. That needs to change in order to get what we all want.
“Good question which I will answer now,” I tell him before looking around at the group as a whole. “We all have been working for singular purposes for what seems like forever. This is no good. Small, limited success will ultimately lead to our downfalls when the corrupt bureaucracies and various worldwide law enforcement organizations take us down one at a time. That is not good for any of our organizations both individually or collectively. But I do have an idea. I got this idea after watching the movies Book of Eli, 9, and Terminator: Salvation as well as playing the video game Fallout 3.”
“Dear lord,” Moneymaster mutters out loud.
A few of the other attendees turn to give him a look. A few giggles are heard while others look around to see how other attendees are reacting.
“Now hear me out,” I respond, motioning for them to calm down so I can tell you. “As many of you know, I’m an entertainment expert so that explains the origins of all this. However, this idea is going to benefit all of us greatly and bring us all nothing but wealth and power. We will be in control of the world if all goes right.”
There seems be generally positive reactions from everyone in attendance after they hear me say this. That makes me encouraged that we can make this alliance a reality.
“This is how this is going to work,” I continue to tell them as they all look on, very interested in what is being told to them. “All of us want to power. We all also want to destroy society and have been doing so on a small scale on our own for years now.”
Everyone starts nodding in agreement after hearing this. It’s the truth. Government security forces and intelligence agencies have been taking our groups down a little at a time for years. That is not a good thing at all and it clearly needs to change for any of us to succeed in our goals.
“So this is what I propose,” I tell them after a short pause. “We pool our resources together to get this done. This is how our organization will work. Some of the groups here today have corporate organizations that we can use as fronts for our work. Some of the groups here today have a religious core that we can use to attract more members and followers. Some of the groups here today have a more militaristic approach to their organization that we can use to maintain order.”
The leaders of all the groups seem very happy with what they are hearing. The lower ranking members also seem intrigued by what is being told to them.
“What do you have in mind?” Raphael Black asks me.
“I was just about to get to that,” I reply to him before continuing with what I was saying beforehand. “Since we all want power and we all want to destroy society, why not destroy society in order to control it? What I have in mind is a plan that will eventually lead to World War III, which most likely will end in a nuclear exchange. In order to set this all up, over the next few years we will use our military wing will conduct small missions into countries throughout the world. They will be disguised in uniforms from nations that don’t get along with the nations they are sent to. Eventually this will create an enormous amount of international tension. Somewhere in the world someone will do something stupid and it will lead to international warfare. After the war becomes nuclear, there will be no governments. There will be chaos and people will look for anyplace or anyone that will help them. That’s where we come in.”
I then reach under the podium and pull out a remote control with a big red button on it. The collective group gets a little jumpy when I press the button but simmer down when a large picture of a logo that says Civilization on it.
“We will bring Civilization to them and in doing so, we will have all the power we ever dreamed of. When there is no society, we will be the ones in charge. We can do whatever we want. Imagine a future when we are in control.”
Looking around the room, the first thing I notice are a lot of animated looks. As a whole, the entire collective group here for this meeting seems to be positive with still a little bit of skepticism on the part of some of the people in attendance.
“Ok, say we do all of this,” Moneymaker says. “How are we going to survive the war?”
“I got this idea from Fallout 3,” I respond to him with a devious grin. “We use the resources of the Circus of Doom, Hades Corporation, and the Evil Fish Corporation to build underground bunkers worldwide for our members. This will protect our interests after worldwide warfare breaks out. We can build the shelters and move all of our important inventory down into them by the start of 2012. This means food, water, clothes, beds, weapons, armor, ammunition, computers, generators, communication devices, radio, important paperwork, and anything else we’ll need once we come back out onto the surface.”
Raphael Black, leader and CEO of the Hades Corporation, still doesn’t look too convinced. That may or may not be a good sign considering that he is an avid poker player so this just might be his poker face to throw me off guard.
“So the exact premise is to unite, instigate a nuclear war, and then take over the remnants of society that survive?” Raphael Black asks with an eyebrow raised.
Nodding my head in acknowledgement, I quickly answer him so that he doesn’t change his mind.
“You said it exactly,” I reply back to him.
A smile slowly creeps across his face like a snake in the grass.
“I’m in as is the rest of the Hades Corporation,” Black responds. “We’ll use our corporation as a front so that we can build our Civilization.”
This makes me very happy. Having him onboard is a major success for this organization. The Hades Corporation is one of the biggest corporations in the world. They have almost unlimited resources and make billions every year. Now that we have the cash flow we need to fund all of this, now we need the other components to complete the puzzle.
“What about the rest of you organizations?” I ask before looking to the various organizational leaders around the room.
“The Church of the Unholy is in,” Count Von Macabre replies with an evil grin on his face. “This is something we’re really excited about.”
I knew that the Count would be in. He knew a little bit about what I’ve been planning so that came as no surprise. Now all we need to make this work are the Evil Fish Corporation and the Circus of Doom.
“Count us in too,” Moneymaster responds. “We can use our corporate resources to help stock up materials and various products for the future. Also we can provide canned foods for the shelters and use our construction contacts to help with building permits.”
“The Circus is in too, mate,” Captain Jack Morgan says with a devious grin. “We already have laboratories set up at various locations worldwide and have three cloning facilities at our disposal. We can have an army at our disposal within months after the radioactive fallout goes away.”
And with that, Civilization is officially formed. This is a great day, not just for me but for everyone involved. The dark, dim lighting only makes all of this seem even more surreal but it is in fact a reality. It’s hard for me to contain my excitement but somehow I am able to do so. The fact that I’m usually a soulless, emotionless robot helps with this.
“Excellent,” I say to everyone. “This is very good news. Now that all of the organizations are in, I would like to meet with the leaders of each organization in the conference room. Everyone else can stay here and get acquainted. You all are going to be seeing a lot of each as we take over all of Civilization.”
I leave the podium and head for the conference room. I go inside with Raphael Black, Count Von Macabre, Moneymaster, and the Killer Pirates follow me into the conference room before I close the door behind us. I can tell that this is going to be the start of something very big that‘s going to change the world as we know it.
The leaders of the organizations sit in various chairs around the table as I walk past them to the empty chair at the far end of the table before sitting down. Looking around the table for a moment, I see that all eyes are focused on me right as I begin to speak.
“Now that we have our Civilization Head Council,” I tell them before motioning around the room. “I can now reveal to you that despite being the mastermind of this entire operation, I am not the person in charge.”
All of the leaders in the room seem a bit shocked by this. If I were them, I would be too. I may seem like the leadership type but deep down I’m too much of a murderous sociopath to lead this organization into the future. So I got myself a super secret surprise for all of them. The surprise then opens the door into the meeting chamber from an adjacent room and walks into the room. And by surprise I mean the fine looking brunette in the red dress that walks into the room as the rest of the guys start drooling. She walks over and gives me a peck on the cheek before addressing the boys.
“My name is Natasha,” she says with a smile. “And I’m your new boss.”
* * *
Six weeks later…
Two men dressed in nomadic style attire are wandering through the northern Atacama Desert in Chile. They are near one of the old abandoned nitrate mining towns that once were found throughout this area. The men are looking for water but find something else entirely.
They come across a construction site for something being built underground. Neither of them have ever seen anything like what is laying in the desert sand waiting to be put in the ground by the big crane that is directly behind it.
As the two men walk by, they are greeted by stares from the men who are working on the project. The workers soon turn and see their bosses the Varga Boys giving them a look before they promptly get back to work.
Time is not something they can afford to lose and the Varga Boys know this. Their bosses, the High Council of Civilization, made this very clear to them especially their namesake Varga. However all of them know that there’s somebody else behind the scenes whose controlling all of this.
That’s the person that they really fear and know that if this construction project doesn’t go as planned, it’s going to be their asses and that’s the last thing they need. So they continue managing the project they were given yelling at the workers to keep working as fast as they can. The Varga Boys know that they are the chosen few who are members of Civilization that will survive the end times of mankind so they don’t want to screw this up. They must survive even if most of humanity won’t make it.