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The scene opens to an abandoned ghost town somewhere in Arizona.
The clouds are rolling overhead, making the already disturbing medium even more so. The sullenness of the whole thing is beyond creepy.
A single bush weed rolls through the town. The buildings are all still made of wood. The whole atmosphere seems like something out of an old Clint Eastwood movie. Towards the end of the town is a well-constructed gallows. The buildings all have one thing in common other than their general design, is dark stains on the windows and doors.
The clouds roar with thunder, as the sky grows darker. A figure can be seen at the edge of this abandoned ghost town, but only as a silhouette. The figure strolls calmly through the abandoned town, stops in front of the parlor, leans up against the window and lights a cigarette.
The figure continues to move in the general direction of the gallows. Finally upon reaching the destination the figure comes to a halt in front of the gallows, now upon nearer distance and with a lit cigarette the figure can be identified, but only barely, as Sickle the currently reigning EFW Heavyweight Champion. Sickle looks into the camera and begins to speak.
: Do you know why places like this are called ghosts towns? Because so many people were killed in towns like this after the Civil War, during the reformation that a good majority of the population were ghosts. There were more murders in towns like these than in modern New York City or LA, and that is a fact.
You had murderous, thieving men in groups going around shooting as they pleased and who they pleased. There was nobody to really enforce the law back then, so what happens they enable one gunslinger to take out another gunslinger. Law was nothing more than just a word during that time. Why couldn’t I have lived back then? But back to point, you also had the mobs who would randomly decide they were tired of people. Then on top of that you had the cow herders moving through the town, and of course you had the miners because it was mining generally that started towns like this, and eventually it is the lawlessness of this time that turned these mining camps into an early version of Vegas with whore houses, and saloons. It turned into theatre, sex, gambling, liquor, and yes even drugs.
Right here at the gallows is where they would hang the horse thieves, the cheaters, and the gunslingers. They would punish them, in sort of a public fashion. At times they would form mobs and drag the offenders to the gallows and hang and at other times they would hang them where they found them. That is exactly what I did to Bruce Lumond. He had the strength to beat me, just not the brains I outsmarted that idiot just like I will outsmart you Hawk. Hawk I respect you because of the type of person that you have become since you left twiddle dee and twiddle dum. But to me this match will be yet another scratch on the board.
This for me Hawk is yet another chance to prove to the people that I am a defending champion. I will not just sit on my title as no many others before me have. You by some miracle have been given the honor of getting into the ring with me. You will have the privilege of fighting a legend in the making. But do not deceive yourself Hawk I will remain the champion regardless of who Lee puts up against me.
In wrestling I am superior but I am also one of the common people. As a humble petitioner I plea to thou do not be so easily jested by the legerdemain of the world today. For the true evils are not so obviously seen. The true evil of humanism, the true evil of conformity. These are but mere examples of the evils, the true evils of the world today.
But back to the matter at hand, my skills are not just extraordinary but also prodigious. I truly hope that my comments do not cause resentment between us Hawk. But the fact is that you are a good wrestler but sparse in the skills needed to beat me. I am in no way trying to be belligerent just merely trying to caution you of what to expect. You could easily make a name for yourself as my shadow, my compadre but the chances of you being victorious is more than just slim
You see Hawk my ascendancy is unstoppable. Regardless of whom Lee puts in the ring with me I will be the one to get the decisive victory. I will crush, cream, drub, lick, and plain out make mincemeat out of anyone who steps into that squared circle with me. Hawk if you think that I will do anything more than thrash you then you are more than just mistaken you are delusional. I will pummel you once you step into that squared circle Hawk. You saw what I did to Bruce, you saw what I did to Blade, you saw what I did to Raiden, you saw what I did to Joey Sanders, and you saw what I did to New Star. I could continuously go on and on and on because the list is continuously growing.
At the end of Shockwave Hawk you will be added to that list. You will become another victim to the Lucid, or realistic nightmare that is my continuing triump's here in the EFW. You will be nothing more than another man who was handed a shot and could not quite reach high enough to get it. If you play your cards right though, and become my pupil, my shadow you will become a part of wrestling history, you will become truly great just like I am.
You can ask anyone who has fought me Hawk. Getting into the ring with me is hazardous; hell getting into the ring with me is a good way to end up in critical care. When I get into that ring Hawk all fun and games are out the window. No more poking fun and talking, its time for the nitty gritty, its time to get busy.
My victories are simply myriad. Let me tell you what I have shown time and time again Hawk. I have shown that my talk does not end when I enter the ring. Hell Kid Lightning said it best when he said you don’t just talk you carry out. I’m about more than just talk. I am about action. Bruce knew this and he did not overestimate himself nor underestimate me and he still got the victory. You see what counts in the ring is knowing what you are doing. What matters in the ring is knowing your opponent AND yourself. You must train yourself so that countering moves is almost an instinct. You must know what your own weaknesses are, and you must know what your opponent’s weaknesses are. You must know what your strengths are and what your opponent’s weaknesses are. To put it simply you must know what you can and cannot do. You have to understand Hawk there is no way you can touch me. There is no real way you can hurt me. There is also no way you can shake me. You see Hawk I am not only the master of the ring, I am also the headman of head games.
There is a war brewing Hawk, and I intend on keeping this title so that it does not fall into the wrong hands. I do not care who I have to defend it against this is one war I will not .....
Voice: Well, Sickle I see you still have not changed. You still are doing promotions in the middle of fucking nowhere, and consistently rambling on. Oh why do you tremble so Sickle? You would tremble more if you knew who I am, who I TRULY am that is. But it makes no difference because shortly we will make this the promotion that no one in EFW will ever forget. It is quite simple really; I am going to show them how the gallows works.
The figure near the hotel started headed towards the gallows but lightning struck again even harder, and just a distance behind where Sickle stood another figure appeared.
Voice: Leave him be!
Everything went dark as the storm grew heavier, lightning struck again, and Sickle was left with his defender. Sickle walks over to him
: Who are you?
The scene fades out with the figures reply
figure: You and the rest of the EFW shall know soon enough Ariel
