The scene opens to a huge forest. The tree's tangle over. They are alive yet somehow they look like they are dead. There is a house in the distance. The house seems to be of a Victorian design. The house is apparently some shade of white. The top of the house stands high in the sky. There a misty type air around it, literally. A blue moon rises high above it, adding to the already creepy feel of the whole atmosphere.
A shadowy figure comes out of the woods,..Sickle. He looks around at what most would consider creepy and abstract while he would consider this to be well..home.
*Not quite the same as I remembered it*
He looks around some more while thinking, and heading towards the house itself.
*In itself it is kind of freakish, but it is home. But, with Mom dead and Dad missing it isn't quite the same. Not that I miss Dad that much he was always a real ASS! But one always loves their mother. Even if she does lock them up in a mental institution. Lock them away for defending themselves in school. FUCKING bully got what he deserved! Hell, if I could do it all over again I would beat his ass again. He should have known better than to fuck with me.
He instead of going in the house went around it to the back. There lay a huge cemetary with two griffins on the gates. Beside the cemetary was two vehicles. A black limousine and a black monster truck with blue lightning down the side.
Sickle walked through the gates into the mist.
With all the fog/mist he could not see anyone else there. He looked all around for a sign of life and saw none. A storm was brewing behind him. He could here the thunder cackling. He lifted his hands in the air and began to chant something. He chanted for about five minutes and when he was done a new tombstone popped up. He walked over to ever so slowly, the camera zoomed in on the tombstone
Then the camera zoomed out of the tombstone and then zoomed in on Sickle's face. Sickle kind of turned his head sideways as if trying to figure something out. He looked into the camera and then began to speak.
: I have asked you, the elders of the void, to show me the future of my enemies and you send me this. Is this supposed to mean that I will KILL him? No I did not think so. I think, correct me if I am wrong, that I will beat this guy so bad that he will wish he was dead. Yes...I see now. You said yourself that my capabilites are beyond that of the human race. I am somehow above this dominant race in the Earth realm. I now see why you were so disapointed in me at my loss. My capabilities were thrown to waste. Fear not my friends I will not fail again. My desire for a title is too high. I will win this bout. I will not be the lesser in this match. Even the Rabid Wolverine cannot beat me in his supposed dark form. For during this bout my powers will be put to full usage. I will have this victory and then I will go for the true title that I am after. I do not know how I will accomplish this. It will be a hard feat to accomplish but it will be. The fellow members of the UWF doubt my abilities and this will be MY victory for reputation and in the end for me as a whole. Benoit much like me has talent but HE, with all his talent, is still beneath me. There will be no mercy....
Sickle was interrupted when someone tapped him on the shoulder. The camera zoomed out to show the face of an average sized man.
Rox: Who you speaking to man...GOD?
: No I was talking to the elders of the void
Rox: Yo, whatever man. Hey we got to go man. Pandora is missing and with what she said the other day I fear she has done something terrible.
: Yeah you are probably right. I have talked to them for now. I am sure that will be sufficient.
*The scene fades out with Sickle jumping into the limousine.*
The scene reopens at the UWF parking lot. A black stretch limousine pulled into the parking lot. The driver parked, got out, and opened the back door. Out came Sickle, and Rox. They both headed toward the arena. Meanwhile in the UWF ring-side area...
J-Dogg: Well folks it appears that Silver will be with us again tonight.
Silver: Yeah sorry guys. But, he brought it upon himself talking all that shit.
J-Dogg: Yeah I definetely would have suspected Bad Blood to be that violent.
Silver: Well they also just lost a...
Silver is interrupted when the lights started to flicker on and off. Then they go completely off as a blue light shines on the ramp and a video comes on the titantron of vampires and other mysterious figures and then it goes to blinking different words: Bringer of Damnation, the Armageddon, Child of the Wrenched darkness�Then it waits for a minute, all lights go out and there is a huge explosion as the word Sickle comes up and then a picture of Sickle. Then there is a voice heard over the titantron that says: You don�t know the half of it! It�s just beginning, then Penetrate by Godhead starts to play over the titantron as Sickle walks out. He glides to the ring with his trenchcoat flowing behind him, almost like there was a wind. Then he baseball slides into the ring, and pulls out a mike
: I have heard how Benoit talks about being the better man. Well, that is fine Faggot. In fact you may be right. In this match you may be the better MAN. BUT, the person you will be facing is not MAN. I am of a different brand than you. I are cut from a different block, if you will. You will be facing one of the dark path. To beat one of the darker path you must understand their mentality which I know there is no way in HELL that you could possibly understand my mentality. As for my mentality...HELL, I do not understand my mentality. I personally am one that is able to see the bigger picture here. That picture is VICTORY. I will use my greater abilities against you. I will open up a can of blood on your ass. Can of blood? What the fuck? In other words you gothic illiterate motherfucker I will BEAT you till you BLEED! Have no mistake this match will have the true styling's of moi. For you the end is near. For you the end will be arriving this Sunday. I recognize that you are the best person in the UWF. But I am the best WRESTLER in the UWF. No man, no not even you in all there glory and astonishing talent can beat me. My experience, intellect, and powers, as well as destiny, will grant me to be the conquerer in this particular bout. The logistics of it are simple enough for even your pitiful intellect to understand. Me, extreme talent and power, while you, some talent and no great extent of experience. So you can see how my argument here makes perfect sense. Let me see if I can break it down farther for you. I have had numerous belts and been in numerous independent AND cable wrestling organizations. Not to include my experience on the street. Common sense and statistics would show that the one with the greater will power, talent, and intellect will be the one to be victorious. For you to enter this match is well plainly illogical. It is like you trying to fight a Lion. Sure you might put up a good fight but in the end the Lion will be the one ontop. I am not underestimating you for that is also illogical. No indeed I am merely pointing out the logistics of the fight. I am not trying to boast of my own ability but rather to help you to show you that you should not get your hopes up. I am merely trying to HELP you here. I am trying to show you that yes you should put up a fight but you need to know when to quit when this match comes to be. I really do feel for you. It is hard to be the bottomdog in a federation. I understand this more so than you will realize. Well, anyways the bottomline here to you, Benoit that once again this is nothing personal but I will NOT let ANYONE stand between me and the gold. Oh wait this is personal. I will show you the true darkness, Benoit and you will know what fear is. Prepare yourself because you have entered a world that you have never seen before. You have begun a war that you will NOT be able to finish and be forewarned that my mercy will be lackitive and lacking therefore of any. Benoit, I am the shadow on the moon at night feeling your dreams to the brim with fright. Oh yes and Archangel, I know you are watching this. I delt with your brother
*Sickle killed Archangels brother Rutto in a previous fed*in the appropiate way and I will 'deal' with you as well if I must. Embrace the darkness or be engulfed by it
*The scene fades out when the lights go out and Poor Twisted Me by Metallica hits the p.a. system*
: I have asked you, the elders of the void, to show me the future of my enemies and you send me this. Is this supposed to mean that I will KILL him? No I did not think so. I think, correct me if I am wrong, that I will beat this guy so bad that he will wish he was dead. Yes...I see now. You said yourself that my capabilites are beyond that of the human race. I am somehow above this dominant race in the Earth realm. I now see why you were so disapointed in me at my loss. My capabilities were thrown to waste. Fear not my friends I will not fail again. My desire for a title is too high. I will win this bout. I will not be the lesser in this match. Even the Rabid Wolverine cannot beat me in his supposed dark form. For during this bout my powers will be put to full usage. I will have this victory and then I will go for the true title that I am after. I do not know how I will accomplish this. It will be a hard feat to accomplish but it will be. The fellow members of the UWF doubt my abilities and this will be MY victory for reputation and in the end for me as a whole. Benoit much like me has talent but HE, with all his talent, is still beneath me. There will be no mercy....