Welcome to the land of poison.

Making a new friend. Hannover, Germany. Saturday 11th June. (Off-Camera)

Ever since making a debut in Xtreme Hardcore Wrestling, Jurgen Kaiser had made a name for himself and dominated everyone; the problem was he never thought he was getting any challenges, and he got bored. So he left and waited until there was a chance that a company was either new or just returning from a hiatus. Jurgen discovered via an online search in the library as Jurgen was still living on the streets. That was another reason Jurgen left Xtreme Hardcore Wrestling company as well; it wasn't a place where he made lots of money. Jurgen lost more money than he had gained.

He was out in the streets outside the central Hannover train station, hoping there was a friend out there somewhere that could afford the plane fees for Jurgen to travel back and forth since he found and signed a contract with a company called Pro Wrestling Excellence. While sitting down, Jurgen pretends to do some boxing punches just to get fired up as he couldn't afford to go to a gym since everything is expensive worldwide, even in Germany.

Suddenly as he was practising his punches, a man was standing by over Jurgen Kaiser. Jurgen ignored him and continued to do his punches. The man who looked dressed for business cleared his throat at Jurgen. Jurgen turned around and looked at him.

Jurgen Kaiser: "What can I do for you?"

Businessman: "Actually, what I can do for you."

Jurgen licked his lips, feeling the business guy recognised him from somewhere, maybe from his brief periods of wrestling in Xtreme Hardcore Wrestling, but he couldn't figure out what. Still, Jurgen has never spoken to people before, but the only time he talks is when he's on the video to his opponents, so this interaction was a first for Jurgen.

Jurgen Kaiser: "I'm listening."

Businessman: "I'm Stefan Weber, a guy who works for Lufthansa Airlines."

Jurgen Kaiser: "Wait, you work for an airline company? Now you have gotten my attention big time because I don't have the money to fly to America to wrestle whoever I will face in Pro Wrestling Excellence, and I didn't think it through; I just wanted to wrestle, so god damn badly."

Stefan Weber: "I heard, and that's what got me interested, seeing I have seen you wrestle in that company for a little while. I'm so glad to have met you because I'll be the guy that will solve your problems. I understand you have no friends and don't trust anyone, but what if you can trust me to go to Hamburg and get flights to America from there? I will always pay for your train ticket."

Jurgen Kaiser: "Well, you know where I am now as I have no phone or anything like that. I spent my money on eating food and drink to survive. I don't even have money to go to the gym."

Jurgen shook his head at how hard things have been, especially nowadays; not a lot of people wanted to help Jurgen; hence his hatred for people grew every day. Even if he was a former professional wrestler, nobody cared for Jurgen Kaiser; primarily, he was a part of a company that wasn't very well known. Granted, Pro Wrestling Excellence wasn't either, but Jurgen felt it would be more significant than the other place.

Stefan Weber: "Don't worry about that because we do have special facilities for wrestlers like yourself that you can benefit yourself with. I will pay for everything: hotels, taxis, food, everything that will get you there and back with the wrestling side of things until you make more money. I want to help you with your quest of being a professional wrestler because, unlike the other beggars, you don't demand drugs or alcohol."

Jurgen Kaiser: "Alcohol and drugs aren't going to benefit my life, not even selling that shit; I rather die than sell things against the law. I hate people, and I want to beat the living shit out of them. You're the first guy that has given a damn about me. I hate the world and want them to kick poison into them."

Stefan Weber: "I get that well and truly, but I will help you because you look like a guy who wants to fight, well, you signed up to wrestle in PWE, but you have no means to get there. I can easily help you. After all, I'm the boss of Hamburg Lufthansa Airlines company, so nobody will care what I do with the money I do for someone, especially those who look like they'll be successful in wrestling. I see that within you. You get first-class treatment, and I buy you some fresh clothes."

Jurgen Kaiser: "I need to owe you something."

Stefan shook his head at Jurgen, especially since he had no money. However, he could understand why Stefan wanted Jurgen to owe him something, but in his situation, he couldn't, but he saw that Jurgen wanted to badly. Jurgen sighed, knowing he couldn't give Stefan anything he could owe him.

Stefan Weber: "You don't need to owe me anything, Jurgen. All I want you to do is wrestle, and maybe, you'll gain sponsorship from our airline company and earn money from us. Make money that way and earn it from wrestling in matches. Whenever you start to wrestle, I come to you and get you a flight to America, wherever you need to go; although I may have to send you to Frankfurt Airport at times, I will always take you there and back for absolutely nothing."

Jurgen Kaiser: "Thank you very much, Stefan. I feel I can rely on you, unlike these pricks walking around and ignoring the fuck out of me. I appreciate that you want to get me on a plane to America so I can compete in Pro Wrestling Excellence because I am bored being here and sitting, waiting to get money from people, but some don't bother. Just give me a bit of money and leave. But I admire you having so much money and wanting to do everything for me."

Stefan Weber: "I'm a pretty selfish guy, caring only about myself, but I want to change and feel you're the first guy I want to do something nice for. Granted, I disapprove of your methods in the past."

Jurgen Kaiser: "You have to accept me as The German Devil because everyone is a god damn fucking poison, well except for you, the only guy who I don't feel is toxic, but I wanted to sign somewhere to wrestle because I miss the business, I miss beating the shit out of people and pissing staff off. I want the PWE company to come under my hands and be a destructive force to get myself there. You do your job of getting me to and from places, getting me in taxis and hotels, and I do my job of beating people in the ring."

Stefan nodded as he patted Jurgen on his back as Jurgen stood up, seeing Jurgen being very tall and a big guy as well as you couldn't tell the size of a person by them sitting down. Stefan snapped his fingers at him, having an idea.

Stefan Weber: "I tell you what, we are going to that Saturn shop over there and I will buy you a mobile phone. I will set it up for you and put my number in when I buy it for you so you can contact me. We get a cheap one, where nobody would think to steal the phone from you. What do you say?"

Jurgen Kaiser: "That's fantastic; let's go over there and get a cheap basic phone for you to contact me when I have matches, and we can meet up so you can pay everything for me to survive and travel to and from wrestling venues."

Stefan Weber: "I guarantee it will be massive, and nobody has to know about it. I don't want to get involved in the wrestling business, but to get you there and for you to deliver in the ring. No more time to waste; let's go and get that phone."

Jurgen nodded as he stood up and walked to the Saturn store, where they sold every electronic gadget, including mobile phones. Jurgen picked an essential flip phone that only cost fifty-five euros, something cheap and convenient. Also of good quality too. Jurgen saw that Saturn had charging ports, including his plug-in phone. So at least it was somewhere he could go if his phone died. Jurgen gives the phone to Stefan in the store after Stefan buys the phone and gets it set up, although it was easy because it was a primary phone and puts his number in Jurgen's phone so he knows who it is when he picks up the phone.

After that, Stefan and Jurgen went their separate ways, with Jurgen placing his phone in a special pocket in his coat and the charger as well. Jurgen went to sleep in the streets in his sleeping bag, having a bright future with Stefan willing to pay for everything for Jurgen to get to and from America and even to survive with food, drink, and even taxi rides too.

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Welcome to the land of poison. Orlando, Florida. Wednesday 27th July. (On-Camera)

Because Jurgen doesn't come from America, nor did he have a lot of money, he didn't have a fancy setting for cutting wrestling videos. Jurgen had to do it in his hotel room, the only place in America he could do one, considering he couldn't afford a laptop to upload his videos on, and the camera he had was primary on his phone. However, his friend Stefan Weber brought a camera and a laptop with him so Stefan could upload the videos to the PWE website. Jurgen looks at the camera with intensity.

Jurgen Kaiser: "Ah, you sons of bitches must be so lucky, huh? Getting everything you fucking wanted in your lives of being rich, famous and being from America, things are easy when you come from there or the United Kingdom, where wrestling is easy to make yourself a star in. Well, not for me. I come from a place called Hannover, Germany, where wrestling is quite unknown, and there are no fancy wrestling schools I could go to. I couldn't go to a gym because I had no fucking money to do so. I had to start from scratch without needing to get here. Thanks to Stefan, who spoke to me like a human being and owns a German airline, got me here, and I wouldn't be here if it weren't for him."

Jurgen sat to rest for a bit, looking intense, only if the room was more to his suiting, although there was a devil figure looking at the camera as well.

Jurgen Kaiser: "I'm sure you're wondering what that figure is. That's how I view the fucking world, devils and poisons of the earth. Every single one of you has some form of toxic poison in your bodies and out of them. Don't tell me; oh, I'm never toxic to anyone. We all are toxic. Every person who sees me in the streets of Germany doesn't even care about me. I don't live in a fucking home; it was destroyed by a car crash of my parents dying in it. I am one miserable bastard, and that was why I didn't want to be on the last show because why waste material of introducing myself on the show when I can do it in the ring and on this video, huh?"

Jurgen was already pissed off; he just wanted to get in the ring and wrestle, it was all he wanted to do, and he couldn't do that without promoting himself. However, from what he watched earlier in the previous show, one name did stand out, one who spoke about his goals.

Jurgen Kaiser: "I love the thought of being in this violent iron person match because I refuse to say man when there's women involved and a chance to get a title too, something I've never done in wrestling, and it would benefit me more than any of you guys because all of you have been champions before, all of you have had more than three wrestling matches, I haven't. I've never touched a title, but while I wanted to wrestle to win a title, I came for the violent side of things. I came to beat the shit out of people to inflict poison onto them, including inflicting poison on this company too."

Of course, Jurgen felt he got more to introducing himself in this video than on a show and didn't like appearing when he couldn't wrestle. Jurgen clinches his fist and looks directly at the camera to focus on the man who introduced himself.

Jurgen Kaiser: "Of course, the only person who introduced himself on the last show in this match was Brandon Hendrix. I heard what you said about being here to be the number one wrestler in this company and the other complaints about being hated. I give you credit that you want the fans to hate your guts and that you have been a champion before. I don't understand why you want to be a champion again when you've been one before. You've been on top before in Project Honor, no? But you stand there, bitching and complaining about getting symphony from people. Don't you realise that is a stupid thing to bitch about? Don't you realise everyone is fucking toxic, poisonous human beings?"

Jurgen places his face-painted eye towards the camera, making everyone zoom in.

Jurgen Kaiser: "Getting everyone's approval of you as a wrestler is beyond the most stupid thing you can do. Nobody in life is going to fucking like you. I've never gotten to be liked in my entire life, I never got attention in my entire life, but I cracked on with it. I use all that hatred and anger in the ring, beating the shit out of you because I'm The German Devil. You don't want or need the championship; you've been there before, but who is this mentor you have that failed in wrestling? Also, if you were the best-kept secret in wrestling, you wouldn't have come to appear on the show, you fucking idiot, so I already know you're talking a lot out of your ass. Make me sick you do, Brandon. I'm more wrestling's best-kept secret than you are because nobody knows shit about me. Nothing is a secret in this business."

He was smirking as Jurgen pointed out how ridiculous Brandon was with his words on the last show, which pleased him with joy.

Jurgen Kaiser: "I'm not going to spend all my time wasting time on worthless idiots like Emily Williams, Joe Montuori and Betsy Granger because they likely have social media, that poxy shitty machine, to promote themselves, but I could care less because it doesn't fucking matter what you do on there, it doesn't win you matches. Being in the ring does. There was one name I know a bit about, Jensen Lane. I get it; you've been champion in AWS before, and your a video game geek, but what has that got to do with wrestling? Do you honestly think being a champion in AWS before will get you the win here? Do you think you can beat a devil of wrestling? No, it won't because I'll beat the hell out of you and everyone else in this match, and I will do it with force in only my fourth match in wrestling."

Jurgen thinking about that only made him more of a threat than any other opponents in the match, and Jurgen aims to make it that way.

Jurgen Kaiser: "I may never have so much money for myself or have somewhere to live like all of you lucky pricks do, but that doesn't matter to me when I beat the shit out of all of you and aim to get the most pinfalls to capture a title in my first match in Pro Wrestling Excellence in a company that has the best wrestlers in the world well, mostly American and British wrestlers as most common themed countries of wrestlers be in this business, but still, I aim to be the first champion outside of the two countries to be champion here. That's the dream, and nobody will like me, so I get you'll ignore the living shit out of me right now. Still, when it comes to the match, I will make all of you notice me, regretting you overlooked the German Devil when he raises to the top as the new Impulse champion. I will win because I can and will inflict poison on all of you, and you will regret it."

Jurgen got up from his chair as Stefan nodded his head; not that he approved of what Jurgen said, but it was a part of the wrestling business as the cameras went to black for Stefan to upload on the PWE website.