Heel/Face

    At a small independent circuit in England, two stars were on the rise.  The promotion had recently found success and Adrian Kelly and Jeffrey Mortgale were going to take the show to the top.
    Adrian Kelly was a newly face turned heel in the middle of his first big push.  Back from a lengthy stint of substance abuse, he had adopted a new angry punk rock gimmick to carry him away from his old babyface persona.  Each night he came out swilling down a bottle of whiskey while wearing black leather pants and boots.  His short spiky black hair was tinted in red while his eyes were smudged with guyliner and his body was covered in tattoos.  In the ring he became more roughneck and aggressive towards opponents.  The transition was a success and the fans loved to hate his new character.
    Jeffrey Mortgale, on the other hand, was a prominent fan favorite within the circuit.  Claiming to be a descendant from a line of English noblemen, he wore the English colors proudly on the back of his tights and always wrestled with honor.  During promos and interviews, he was never seen without a fancy suit and parted hair.
    Backstage, however, was a different story with both men.  Adrian had struggled for years with drug abuse both personally and professionally.  Nonetheless, he treated every wrestler in the locker room with respect.  All the wrestlers treated him with the same respect in return with the exception of Jeffrey.
    Jeffrey considered Adrian to be a disgrace to the promotion.  He believed Adrian was keeping him from moving on up to the big leagues, having had to work with him numerous times in the past.  The two had since developed somewhat of an animosity towards one another that was well documented with both wrestlers backstage and the smarks in the crowd.  While Adrian was content in the ring he currently wrestled in, Jeffrey was always busy either making fun of Adrian's drug addiction or scratching the backs of management in attempt to further his career.  The rivalry was so heated that the bookers questioned whether or not they should allow the two to work together anymore.  They had no alternative, though, as they knew Adrian and Jeffrey would draw in the most amount of money in a main event.
    In the build-up to the match, things only got more heated.  Jeffrey would come out to the ring and sell the usual cheap pop to the adoring fans in wrestling shirts and baseball caps.  Adrian would then come out and take jabs at Jeffrey's family lineage, calling he and his ancestors "nothing but snobs".  Adrian, of course, never meant a word of it but Jeffrey always replied by simply poking fun at Adrian's "history of abuse" just as he did all the times before while backstage.
    For weeks during the build-up, Adrian took the abuse of Jeffrey's insults.  The other wrestlers backstage would always pat him on the back and tell him "good job out there", knowing that Jeffrey's slanderous words were getting to him.  The wrestlers in the back knew it and all the fans, although they were booing Adrian, sensed it as well.
    On the night before Adrian and Jeffrey's big match, Jeffrey was scheduled to
compete against one of Adrian's closest friends backstage whom also happened to be heel.  During the match, Jeffrey accidentally botched a press slam and broke the wrestler's collarbone.  Jeffrey quickly pinned him to finish the bout.  After the match, Jeffrey promptly added insult to injury by cutting a promo saying that the same thing would happen to Adrian the next night.  He then casually left the ring as the injured wrestler was helped backstage by referees.
    After going back behind the curtains, Jeffrey was met by Adrian, whom had been informed of the incident.
    "You couldn't leave well enough alone", Adrian said angrily, "You just had to cut that promo, didn't you!?"
    "I had to say something to distract them from the injury", Jeffrey replied defensively.
    When an irate Adrian lashed out and tried to attack Jeffrey, more referees and some wrestlers had to come and restrain him.  Jeffrey merely walked away from the scene shaking his head while Adrian screamed profanities at him.
    The next day, Adrian and Jeffrey were called in by the bookers for a meeting to attempt to resolve their differences before the big match.  Both parties agreed to put their differences aside and work with one another during the match for the sake of the promotion.  They then returned to their respective locker rooms for the remainder of the day until their match.
    When it came time for the main event, Adrian and Jeffrey entered the arena in all their glory with boos and cheers alike.  Upon entering the squared circle, they merely
glared at each other from across the ring.  When the referee rang the bell, the match began like any other.  They locked up, whipped one another against the ropes, and took turns taking bumps.
    The match continued with a few elbows drops and Jeffrey body slamming Adrian to the mat.  When Jeffrey attempted a leg lock, Adrian thrust both his feet forward with a little too much power that sent Jeffrey awkwardly against the turnbuckle.  Adrian got to his feet, snapmared Jeffrey to the ground, put him in a headlock, and moved his head closer towards Jeffrey away from the crowd.  As Adrian was about to confer the next series of moves, Jeffrey interrupted.
    "Jesus, are you high again?", Jeffrey said, "You almost cracked my spine pushing me against the turnbuckle.  Be more careful...I know it's hard for you."
    An angry expression suddenly materialized on Adrian's face.
    "Snap suplex.  Pin.  Front headlock", He told Jeffrey in a muffled tone.
    Adrian quickly did the suplex and went for the pin, which Jeffrey kicked out of after a one count.  Adrian pulled Jeffrey up to his feet and applied the headlock.  Jeffrey reached out his arms and forced Adrian's head down towards the ground in order to talk to him.
    "Now follow my lead", Jeffrey said, "These people are falling asleep on your watch!"
    A frustrated Adrian ignored Jeffrey, applying a headlock takeover and flooring his opponent.
    "What are you doing?", Jeffrey said from the ground, "You're not going to screw this up for me."
    Even more angry, Adrian lifted Jeffrey and locked up with him agressively.  He was about to lose his composure.  He powered Jeffrey against the turnbuckle and the referee intervened to break the hold.
    "You're botching this entire match!", Jeffrey said, "Let's not get anyone else hurt like your friend last night, you druggie!"
    After years of harassment, this was the final straw that would break the camel's back.  Adrian broke the hold and blatantly hit Jeffrey in the face with the full force of his hand.  The fans knew something was terribly wrong.  
    As Jeffrey staggered against the corner, Adrian pushed aside the referre and dragged Jeffrey to the middle of the ring.  He picked Jeffrey upwards and positioned him for the piledriver.
    Looking down at his dangling opponent, Adrian yelled, "You want me to botch this move!?"
    With no regard for the safety measures of performing such a move, Adrian drove Jeffrey's head into the mat as hard as he could.  After the deed was done, Adrian stayed in a sitting up position with a stoic look on his face while paramedics rushed down to the ring to aid a motionless Jeffrey.  
    The fans began booing Adrian but he didn't notice them.  He didn't even know what was going through his own head at the moment.  There was nothing he could think about.  It was as if a void had situated itself in the middle of his brain.  All he could do was roll out of the ring and walk to the back with a blank expression on his face as if he were in a trance.  Everybody that day wondered why Adrian had done what he did instead of how the situation could have been prevented.