Chapter 130 - 129: Owen Grey part 2

Chapter 130: Chapter 129: Owen Grey part 2

Years ago within the holds of a large living room, Cedric sat alone on his couch, holding a glass cup of wine in his right hand.

In front of him were bottles of alcoholic wine scattered across on the glass table.

Cedric’s demeanour was filled with emptiness and despair, and as he sat in silence, the voices of himself and Owen replayed mentally.

"Owen, stop this!" Cedric’s own voice played.

"Can’t you see what I’m doing?!" Owen’s voice played, "I’m trying to make you proud! Let you know that you’re not alone in your suffering!

I want to be just like you and help you carry your legacy!"

"You think my legacy is worth carrying?! You think half of the shit I do and did in that company is worth looking up to?!

I’m an ero-wrestler for fuck sake, boy! There is nothing there to look up to!

You think you’re making me proud? You’re making me angry and ashamed!

Get the hell out of Tough Enough!"

Immediately after the voices had finished playing, Cedric tightened his grip round his cup and shattered it with very little effort.

Blood spilled out but Cedric showed no signs of pain nor did he bother to take a look at his damaged hand.

All he did at the moment was to sigh and lean back against his couch.

"Damnit, boy..." Cedric whispered to himself.

Currently in MM-20, Caesar was still leaning against the wall and talking to Cedric through the phone.

"So despite everything you did to ensure he doesn’t become an ero-wrestler, he still made it to the main roster?" Caesar asked.

"Yeah, he did." Cedric answered, "I said it before, he inherited his stubbornness from me. On top of it, once he sets his mind on something, he never rests until he has gotten it done."

Cedric scoffed and continued talking.

"Looking at it back then, since Owen was clearly never going to stop, I should have prepared him. Let him know that while I do not support his decision, I won’t let him go to that company like a raw meat.

Teach him about the dangers and let him understand that it’s a dog eat dog there.

But... I was..."

"I understand, Cedric. I really do." Caesar said, "If I had people I care about so much entering this business especially with I’ve heard and the little I’ve experienced... I don’t know how I’d act."

"It doesn’t change the fact that I was the one that led him to that hell." Cedric said, "A push turned to shove and I shoved too hard.

When Owen entered the main roster, it was taking time for him to adjust.

Talented? Yes, but talent doesn’t mean much against experience.

I hoped with everything that happened in that company, he’d quit but he kept pushing and ... Started getting better.

People were starting to notice him, but he needed to get over... Keep their interests..."

"So he created a gimmick." Cedric continued as Caesar furrowed her brows, "It was a kind of creepy guy who also seemed difficult to understand.

It was catching on. It was catching on real quick.

But what everyone didn’t know what that that gimmick wasn’t just a means to get over with the people but also a coping mechanism to deal with his emotional pain."

"No..." Caesar softly said.

"Yeah." Cedric responded, "He played his role too well and... Too long. And as I taught you, the scary thing about gimmicks is the longer and harder you play into them, the more you morph into that person.

Owen went from a guy playing a role to actually becoming that person."

’From a guy who the audience found amusing and called the ’The enigma’...’

A memory of younger Owen flashed. Grinning brightly with both eyes closed.

’To a creature who many found horrifying and called the ’The decayed’...’

Another memory of Owen flashed but this time it was the current him grinning demonically while his irises glowed.

"Damn. That’s... Tragic." Caesar said.

The two stayed quiet for a while until Caesar spoke again.

"So how was Miyoshi involved in this? After all, you told me you trained her because you had pity due to her having five siblings to look after.

Plus Owen said something about you picking her over him."

"I didn’t pick her over him. Though back then, it seemed that I did and my issues with him were... Gosh... I was so stupid. The madman, indeed." Cedric said, "Owen and her were in the same group. Owen was doing well while she wasn’t.

Owen graduated before her. He graduated in the first batch while she graduated last."

"And the only reason why she even managed to graduate was because of you." Caesar said.

"Yeah. When he learnt that I was training her privately and free of charge, it set him off and made the issues between us bigger." Cedric replied , "Saw it as me thinking he wasn’t good enough and someone else who wasn’t blood was better.

Of course, it created a bitter rivalry between the two and EBW doing what it does best, capitalised on that.

After all, they do thrive on controversies."

"Who won?" Caesar asked.

"It was a tough match but it was Miyoshi." Cedric answered, "The match was brutal and too intense but Miyoshi pulled it off with a single gamble."

A quick memory poured in as a battered Owen who at the time was wearing a sleeveless bodysuit spandex, reluctantly stood on his feet while struggling to catch his breath.

During that moment, a battered Miyoshi who was sporting a midriff top, tight shorts and thigh high boots with black and gold dual color, darted towards Owen full throttle.

Miyoshi leaped in the air, wrapped her legs round his head and performed a hurricanrana, flipping the groggy Owen to the mat.

"A hurricanrana from the shadow fang!" Max said as the crowd cheered.

Miyoshi however stayed in a mounted position over Owen, leaving his face underneath her.

With one hand, she grasped the locks of his hair, pushed his face upwards to her groin and quickly used her other to grab his clothed region.

"What is she planning to do here? What does she have in mind?!" Reina asked.

Miyoshi began to grind her clothed core against Owen’s face while using her other hand to stroke his covered region.

Miyoshi kept going until she threw back her head and let out a heavy moan.

Suddenly, the EPS hovered in the sky and showed:

[Marking point: Owen-1, Miyoshi-2]

[Ero-capture: Owen-1, Miyoshi -1]

"What?!" Max and Reina shouted in unison as they were both confused and astonished while the crowd cheered.

The bell quickly rung and the announcer spoke:

"And your winner by reason of ero-points: The shadow fang- MIYOSHI!!!"

"What in the world?!" Max said, "She won? Like what?!"

"A double ero-point? I’ve never seen anything like that!" Reina said.

The EPS hovered again and showed:

[Winner: Miyoshi - Ero-points]

[Marking point: Owen-1, Miyoshi-2]

[Ero-capture Owen-1, Miyoshi-1]

Miyoshi’s theme song started playing and she slumped on the mat and laid there lifelessly.

Owen on the other hand had lost consciousness due to the hurricanrana and the overstimulation, leaving him to lay inert on the mat.

"Owen was dominating for most of the match, but with just one move, Miyoshi was able to steal the win!" Max said, "Owen may have been Cedric’s son but Miyoshi showed she inherited something more than blood!"

"She is the shadow fang and Cedric’s student, indeed." Reina said.

"So, Miyoshi was able to beat Owen with just one move?" Caesar asked current Cedric through the phone.

"A well-timed yet desperate move." Cedric answered, "But you’d think that after defeat he’d become better. Calm down a bit, but no, he became worse. Much worse."

"He became more vicious. More unstable." Cedric continued talking as Caesar narrowed her eyes, "He started going after my students."

"The ones you were training for free...?" Caesar asked.

"No. Miyoshi was the first and only person I trained for free until I met you." Cedric answered, "I’m talking about students that had paid for private trainings."

"He went after each and everyone of them." Cedric said as Caesar’s eyes widened in shock while her irises glowed.

A quick recollection replayed of different scenes involving Owen and his Cedric students:

*** Human triplet terribly beaten and left for dead. One of them sat unconscious near a wall with heavy bloodstains on it. Another laid flat on the ground with a metal rod buried deep into his right arm. The third dangled lifelessly in the air with a chain round his neck.***

*** A heavily injured beastfolk woman crawling backwards on her bottom in fear and desperation, having a pleading hand extended forward.***

*** A battered human woman laying in a curled heap, clutching her groin and moaning in agony while Owen’s shadow towered over her.***

*** A terribly injured beastfolk man hiding behind a brick wall, having a hand between his legs due to him bleeding down there.

The man’s breathing was ragged but he tried his hardest to stay quiet.

Owen, who was casually searching for the man, suddenly halted and took a deep breath.

Using his beastfolk physiology of sonar detection, Owen was easily able to locate the beastfolk man hiding behind the wall that was just right in front of him.

In that moment, Owen chuckled and slowly turned his sights to the wall.

"I see you." Owen said with a devilish grin while his irises glowed.

In an instant, Owen’s hand bursts through the brick wall, stunning and horrifying the victim.***

After the recollections, Caesar being too stunned and horrified, stayed silent for some seconds.

"Holy shit."

"Yeah. It had gotten that bad." Cedric said, "Eventually, I ended up having a fight with him, and it was nasty."

Another memory replayed of Cedric standing over an unconscious and bloodied Owen during the heavy rain.

His bloodstained fists tightly clenched and his irises glowed in rage as he stared down at his unconscious son.

However as he continued to stare down at Owen, Cedric’s face slowly softened.

"I wish it never came to that. I wish none of it ever came to that."

Current Cedric said to Caesar, "All I wanted was for him to have a better life but everything just turned out... God... It turns out my ex was right. I did end up corrupting him.

In my best intentions to stir him away from that path of becoming like me, I ended up creating something worse.

Anyway, Owen later joined S.I.N and they made him far scarier than he was."

"S.I.N?" Caesar asked in confusion.

"Supremacy- Is - Necessary." Cedric answered, "It’s a faction comprising of very strong yet extremely dangerous ero-wrestlers.

They dominated the company for over a year and decided to relinquish the titles and disband because there was no one else to stop them.

Each daily roster has a member or two in it.

Maogana , Diego Saborr, Adam Thorn, Marlon Payne, Magoi, Cassius Gold, Apokalypse,Morgan Qrow -"

"Wait... Morgan Qrow... In S.I.N? I didn’t see that during my research." Caesar interjected in confusion

"You researched her? Do you also have a match with her? She left a long time as well as Owen and a few members." Cedric said, "But if she’s back, then wouldn’t she still be wrestling on Wednesdays... Unless she changed her schedule."

"She has returned. She’s still wrestling on Wednesdays but it’s not me she’s fighting, it’s AJ." Caesar said.

"AJ?" Cedric asked.

"AJ Zero." Caesar answered.

Hearing her answer, Cedric stayed silent for a short while.

"Oh my god. Caesar... She’s gonna kill that kid.

I watched the match between him and Magoi and as much as I applaud him for both beating and surviving her, Magoi was messing around... Morgan doesn’t."

"Pretty scuffed, huh?" Caesar said.

Caesar sighed and continued.

"Anyway, how do I beat him? Owen?"

"You’re asking me how you can beat my son?" Cedric asked.

"To be honest, Cedric, I was kinda dragged into this." Caesar said, "I personally would want to stay away from this family drama (I got my own issues to deal with) but I can’t.

So at least help me out here."

"This isn’t easy for me, Caesar. But fine." Cedric replied, "The key to beating Owen is with endurance and stamina."

"Hm?" Caesar said as she was confused.

"Owen is a terrifying opponent. A nightmare fuel for people in the ring and outside but the problem is his output ’exceeds’ his body’s limits." Cedric said, "Owen is a technical monster, has insane body control and is absurdly fast plus he has some decent power and those wings to aid in his attacks.

He can dance around his opponents and make them second and third guess themselves.

Combine those with his viciousness and unpredictable nature, he is clearly one of those guys to avoid, ’but’ those things are what burns him out."

"I’m afraid I still don’t follow." Caesar said.

"Cheetahs." Cedric said, "They are exceedingly fast but they are prone to tire quickly due to their output in high speed. Owen is comparable to them.

He can take hits. As a matter of fact he can be very tanky when receiving damage, after all you did see him take tasers and still stand, but due to how manically he moves, he burns himself out.

In other words, his body isn’t built for prolonged wars."

"You, on the other hand, have the edge over him in physical strength, endurance and stamina." Cedric kept speaking as Caesar arched a brow, "The key to beating him to land meaningful damage while he burns out. Make sure those damages accumulate when he is exhausting himself and when he starts lagging, strike hard. Hard enough to get either a pin or submission win; but if you can’t get any of those then do not hesitate in getting all three points and make sure they count.

But to do all of that, you have to outlast and endure him."

"I see." Caesar said, "It’s easier said than done, but thanks."

"Caesar... I’m sorry you got dragged into this." Cedric said, "I... I haven’t been able to see or even contact Owen since our relationship fell apart and it became worse when he left.

After all those years, I didn’t think he’d still be obsessing over something like this."

"You’re a good man and father." Caesar said, "You made your mistakes and they were terrible ones but no one is perfect."

"I know it might seem like a lot to ask from you, but can you... Tell him I’m sorry for everything?" Cedric asked.

Caesar stayed silent for a short while and sighed.

"Tell him yourself."

Caesar cut the call and placed the phone back in her pocket.