The camera is looking at Sickle from above.
Sickle is wearing his common white robe with his head down as he begins to speak.
Sickle: I must confess that I have never done this before father for I am not a Catholic but I felt the need to talk to someone.
catholic priest: It is okay son tell me your sins.
The camera switches back over to just above Sickle.
Sickle: Well you see father I am filled with rage against a man who defies the father, and defouls the name of Christianity.
priest: tell me more my son. who is this man?
Sickle: The man is you father....
The camera goes to static and yelling and shouting can be heard from the priest followed by silence. The camera comes back on outside the church. Woman screaming can be heard in the distance, and the sound of police sirens.
The scene fades out, and reopens inside of an abandoned church. A figure in a white robe is sitting in a pew.
Sickle: Throughout time the great church of rome known as the Catholics has become more and more corrupted leading to pervetedness that would have enraged even our messiah. They take the word and spread it but with twist to fit their own sick minds. They are perveted by whispering demons and they need to be cleansed of their foulness. But I can think of another individual who enjoys twisting around people's words. An individual known to many as Bishop.
Sickle gets up from the pew and walks down the aisle. He stops in front of the rotting podium where the moonlight is shining its light through broken windows of the church. Sickle walks up to the podium and knocks it over and then sits down in the farthest edge of the platform allowing his hood to cover his face as he continues.
Sickle: You seem to be under the impression that I have some delusion as to me having powers when in truth I am but a messenger, and if my message angers you then tough shit! I do not care! For you see in truth I am but a humble prophet and nothing more, and I foresee your defeat at my hands. Upon awakening from my coma I knew what my mission was and regardless of all your little fits of rage you will not stand in my way....
Sickle stops for a moment, gets up, and begins to rub his chin as he paces back and forth but finally he stops as he gazes down the aisle at the remains of the church and looking dead into the camera.
Sickle: You think survival comes through brute strength but if you look at the various animals that could rip apart a human in an instant you should begin to wonder. I mean there is the shark, the bear, the wolves, and a myriad of other animals that could kill a human in an instant and yet humans are still at the top of the food chain. So then why are we at the top of the food chain? We are at the top of the food chain because of intelligence my friend. A trait that you appear to lack in great quantities. You see while humans may be weaker in some aspects we more than make up for it overall by adapting and creating tools for survival. Much like in our little battle inside the ring at Blood Zone I will adapt and use my own tools to bring you down much like I have brought down so many others before you.
You see Bishop this church used to be admired as well. Hell, you could even say that it was awe inspiring at one time but it was a short lived inspiration obviously much like you will be for you much like this church you are of the world and things of this world wither away and get weary as people grow tired of them. Now while I may live in this world I choose to not be of this world and thusely I will prevail in many aspects that you will fail, like getting to the world title for instance. But more on that in a minute...
Sickle then turns around and leaves the platform. He begins to head towards a door. He opens the door with ease, and heads up a small flight of stairs with the camera following close behind. As he reaches the top of the stairs he stares onward at the baptismal tub as he begins to speak again.
Sickle: I look before me and I see the past. I see something that once was such a great symbol of this church. A way of becoming something greater but it is through clinging to tradition without regard to its meaning that many get lost. You see Bishop I know you cling to the tradition of the street mentality that you ever long for but your ranting and ravings will come to no prevail inside the ring for they will not be able to aid you.
You are going to put your foot up my ass? I have a news flash for you junior this is not that seventies show and your name is not Red Foreman. As for a speech impediment my repeating myself was necessary as you obviously missed the point the first time you big ape. You want to claim that you are perfect? News flash �. No one on this planet is perfect. No, not even I for regardless of how hard we try no one can be perfect. Now you can blabber on and on about how great you are and continue to jerk off while looking in the mirror caressing your ego and your dick the truth of the matter is I do not remember T-I-W because no one there was all that good. You claim that G-W-L is not a gang but I know for fact that you hung out with a bunch of them as a youth. In fact from what I understand one of the one�s you hung out with was Rage. Personally I think you are merely trying to recreate something you were not able to experience as a youth because you were protected. I on the other hand was not.....
Sickle shakes his head as if to get something out of his mind as he continues while heading back down the stairs with the camera following close behind.
Sickle: I know that you have managed to twist my words around again into some thing where I think defeating you will be easy when in fact I said anything but. I know that defeating you will be a difficult task but it is said that he will never give us more than we can handle and I know thusly that I will come out triumphant. As much as your ramblings amuse me I will break it down even further for you this time so that it does not confuse you as easily��
Sickle goes back over to the platform where the podium once was and he sits on the edge as he lowers his head just enough for his hood to cover his face again. As he speaks his voice begins to lower just enough that is creppy but loud enough that he can still be heard.
Sickle: You see Bishop while you may claim that religion has no place in wrestling in truth it has place in everything. For while a wrestler can be dedicated and devoted it pales in comparison to someone who is on a spiritual trek. While I do pray for victory and for the father to bless me in this endeavor as I head out to do his work I pray even harder for forgiveness for what I must do. You see Bishop I have always been more talented than you. I have always had greater ability, better moves, and longer lasting endurance. Unlike you I do not wish to revel in the past I look forward to the future. I see beyond what is ahead of me. I look past the problem to find the solution, and through such I will bring about your defeat. I am no fool. For you see the father helps those that help themselves. I study your matches day in and day out. I train not just spiritually but physically as well. You see while I might be the underdog in the eyes of the U-H-W-F locker room in truth I am the favorite in this match. What do I mean? You see while I am busy studying you and learning from your past matches you have nothing. All you can do is train, and I doubt you are doing much of that for I know that in your heart regardless of what you might say you believe that I am just some pushover that can be defeated in a matter of a few minutes when it is anything but. Well you continue to understestimate me for while you are busy convincing yourself that you have this incredibly vast amount of talent that would make our match appear as nothing more than a throw match I am busy learning to adapt, improvise, and overcome.
You see Bishop unlike you I do not need people to cover my back. I can cover it on my own. I do not need to lean on others to get a victory I can do it without the help of some group. Now you wish to call what I do religious crap? I had actually remained calm until this point but I am afraid that now I shall have no choice for you have not only retaliated and attacked me but you have chosen to attack my fellow followers of the messiah and to attack the father himself and thusly I will declare a religious war upon you�
Sickle stands up with great energy and storms over to the pews. He takes his foot and kicks a hole right through one of them before he looks back into the camera.
Sickle: Not only will I defeat you at Blood Zone but I will be there at every turn of the hallway. I am going to be all over you boy. You call yourself the enforcer? Well here soon I am going to enforce the will of the father who art in heaven upon you. But enough of that for now I need to stay focused on the match��
Sickle pauses for a moment to calm down. He then sits down in the very pew that he put a hole in just a moment ago. He then looks back at the camera with a more reserved and yet still infuriated look.
Sickle: In that ring I will unleash upon you a fury like you have never seen you see I am not just a wrestler but first and foremost a fighter. I am what some might call an all rounder. I can do it all. I am a highly educated individual so I enjoy learning as much as I can. I am not however some rich kid. I am highly educated because of self education. Everything I know I either earned enough money to be taught, through fighting, or I cracked open some books and learned. My skills are indeed vast and while I could continue to go on and on with a list of reasons to why I will defeat you all of that would really be pointless and revealing one�s game plan is never a wise idea. I will say this though you had better bring every weapon you can find because I will make you bleed. Come Blood Zone a war is starting��. G-W-L will go down and I will be the one who shoots first. Get ready Bishop because come Blood Zone you are going to war, and I guarantee you will lose that battle and the many others to follow.
The camera begins to back away from Sickle as it stays focused on his wickedly diabolical and twisted grin.