: I'm ready....do you have the tools of destruction that I asked you for?
The Reaper The Lucid Nightmare The bringer of damnation |
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white - narration blue - Sickle's words purple - announcer's words silver - extra words |
The scene opens in an abandoned precint.
There are no houses to be seen. The land around is rough and rugged. The grass is all dead. The few tree's that are around are either broken or were cut down many years ago leaving nothing but a stump.
The road is still made of gravel. There is an old fashioned gas station on the left side of the road or whats left of it. The only thing remaining of the gas station is the asphalt where it used to be located and the old pumps. There is also a broken down semi parked in the lot. The wheels are rotted so bad that it probably could not even be towed. The truck's color is mostly rust but in a few descrete places you can see that the original color was black. A couple yards down the road and on the right is an old small baptist church
The church is white for the most part with boards on the windows, and cobwebs over the entrance. A figure stands in the parking lot clearly waiting on someone.
A black military style hummer comes flying down the road. You can hear the tires screeching miles away as the hummer makes a very sudden turn into the parking lot and stops within inches of the figure that can clearly be recognized as Sickle
The figure slowly gets out of the hummer.
The camera comes up from underneath the individual. First the camera shows his black combat boots. Then as it comes up you can see his black cloth cargo pants tucked into the boots. The camera continues to go up showing his black short sleeve shirt tucked neatly into his pants. Finally the camera reaches his face. His face is narrow, and kind of rough looking. His eyes show no emotion. His long white hair is tyed into a pony tail neatly behind him
The figure walks over slowly to Sickle.
figure: Are you ready to do this?
: I'm ready....do you have the tools of destruction that I asked you for?
figure: Yeah I got them in the back. Now, kindred or not you tell anyone I was involved I will come hunt you down. I dont want anyone knowing who I am.
: Don't worry I will not tell anyone. Let the games begin
Sickle walks around to the other side of the hummer, gets in and closes the door. The mysterious figure looks around cautiously for a minute and then gets into the driver side and shuts the door.
The scene fades out with the black hummer squeeling off into the night
The scene reopens somewhere in Kansas City, Kansas.
Two figures dressed in all black clothes, and wearing black pull over masks stand in front of a very familiar house. It is the house of Noah Hanson.
They both start peeping in the windows and looking into the garage to make sure no one is there. They both give each a nod to go ahead. Both of them go back around to the sidewalk and grab two gas cans with small hoses attached to it that has a sprayer on the end. One goes to the back while the other stays in the front.
The one in the front, kicks down the front door, and sprays throughout the house. He makes very sure that he gets each room. He goes out front and sprays the front of the house as well. Then he goes around back to meet the other one.
The second figure had sprayed the gas into the jaccuzzi tub, and on the back side of the house. The first figure makes sure that the back area is taken care of before he heads back into the house. He walks into the kitchen. Takes out some tinfoil, sprays a little bit of gasoline on it, puts it in the microwave and sets the microwave for three minutes. Before he pushes start he sprays all over the microwave and the stove. Then the figure runs out front.
The two figures run off into the darkness, before they are completely out of site of the camera the house explodes. Pieces of shingles, glass, porcelain and other debris are flying everywhere. Sirens can be heard in the distance.
The scene fades out as the fire truck arrives at the scene.
The scene reopens inside of an abandoned church
The camera pans the church
The church has but seven pubs. A podium sits at the front rotting. There is an old stain of where a crucifix used to hang on the wall. Sickle sits in the back pub wearing his well known black hooded robe made of sack cloth. He begins to speak in his equally well known calm voice
: It is rather amusing is it not? How things can change so suddenly. How what you thought once was is gone in an instant. Take this church for instance. I am sure that the people that once attended here never believed that one day this church would be so desolate.
Just like this Titan character. He believes that he is so tough. Just as this church has changed Titan's opinion of me will change as well after his defeat.
Titan honestly you do underestimate me, and you know it. Whether or not you believe it is between you and your creator. Why is it that you feel the need to repeatedly claim that you do not fear me. I thought I made it clear in the last promotion that you do not have to be afraid to get your ass whooped. You think your words are going to make me cry? How egotistical can one man be?
Angst ridden goth? Again proving your foolishness with your words. I am not in angst. Anst is when someone is mourning life itself. I do not mourn I simply enjoy different things than others. Goth? I am no goth. Nor do I claim to be. The words I am goth has never left my lips. That is called an assumption you overegotistical punk.
You claim you are going to knock the dark right out of my ass? Well, I must say that is a claim I have never heard before. Can you not at least come up with some original claims? Are you so uneducated that you must constantly use the same phrases? Peckerwood? If you are going to insult me at least try and say something that I might find offensive. For example I could easily call you a sad drug addicted whore dog. I could even say that you are nothing more than an overly egotistical rookie. But, where the originality be in that?
Now you are right about one thing. In a way I am kind of emotional. Any true wrestler is emotional. But, what makes them so great is the ability to channel that emotion all into anger and use it on their opponents in the ring. If you would have studied my history at all you would know that it is a dangerous thing indeed to anger me. You know nothing of me Titan. You have no clue of what I am capable of doing. Do you honestly believe that your empty threats will intimidate me?
I have beaten a many wrestler who claimed the same as you, and yet still their defeat was emminent. You think you will be victorious regardless. Your style of thinking is common and highly egotistical. If you think my lifestyle is an act you are once again sadly mistaken. Anything you see me do on camera I also do off camera. This is my life not some ploy at mind games. You want to call me brainiac like it is an insult. In my lifestyle knowledge is considered an admirable trait. For no matter what the situation might be knowledge truly is power. Now if you did not care what I thought then you would not be so hostile towards my previous statements.
I will try to speak my next statements on a level that even your highly uneducated self can comprehend. When your sorry little overegotistical bitch ass skips like a little fucking pansy you will receive an ass beating like no other. I will stretch your ligaments to the point of tearing. I will bend your bones to the point of breaking. I will beat you to the break of consciousness. You will know what it is to experience true pain. I will toss you like a red coon tosses a raccoon. Everyone in the arena will be struck with shock as they see your torn and broken carcass laying unconscious in the middle of the ring. I did not come here to play games. I came here for gold and this is but an obstacle in my path, and I will not let anything stand in my way. I will knock down every obstacle this federation can throw at me, and that includes you and Hanson.
Now as for you Hanson all I can say is what I said before. Your habit of underestimating your opponents will clearly lead to your downfall. I do not care how much research you might do it will not do you any good if your head is not in the match. I can not believe I am saying this but I must agree with Titan on this. You are in a match man and you need to take it more seriously. Your focus can be redirected to these other issues when the match is over. If your mind is preoccupied with other issues you will be unable to counter anything. By the way Hanson how is that nice little house of yours?
Now Titan, Hanson, and anyone else listening a new era is fixing to begin in the AWF. This fed will know what true darkness is. I do not mean a gothic era will begin but rather a dark era. An era where darkness surrounds you like a permanent sunset.
I hope that my point has been made to you Titan and to you Hanson. I will do whatever it takes to gain this victory. There is nothing I will not do to guarantee both of your defeats. I will walk out of this match victorious and I will move closer towards my goal. Remember this and remember this well Embrace the darkness or be engulfed by it.
