A Midnight's Tale...

Taylor: So thats how it happens, Deacon Kane banishes the GZW of Billy Bond. Sure, Deacon can claim to that false sense of victory, but if truth be told, Smooth Operator's career ended a long, long time ago, before it even begun in GZW!

{The TV cuts to an old EWO Thriller Show, to a match between Smooth and Gunman. It shows Smooth lock in the Smooth Operation, and Gunman not tapping out, then Gunman locks in the Silencer, and Smooth doesn't tap out. Zooming in on Taylor's face after the hold is broken, his eyes, have all the seeming of a Demon that is scheming, scheming to put an end to the Smooth Operator. Gunman then cracks Smooth over the head with a Kendo Stick, causing the DQ, as he continues to batter Billy Bond.}

Taylor: Oh how I so bleakly remember, that night how Smooth eagerly wished to put away the Gunman, the "newcomer" at the time, but it was not to happen, and I showed there and then, just why I am the Hitman of HKWF, just why I am the Lone Gunman. Oh how I was underestimated, a young rookie, Smooth must have thought, "this he is, and nothing more". Now I don't claim to be a CareerKiller, but I claim to teaching Billy Bond a lesson, by silencing his flamboyant ways, and If only he had listened to the Silence, he would not have to be shown the door the hard way, by Deacon Kane.

{The camera zooms out on the Magnificent room, peering out the window to the dark November sky, peaceful, quiet, almost too quiet. Taylor, using the remote control, switches off the TV, and lays back in his chair. Moments later, he is startled by a tap on his chamber door.}

Taylor: Is this a visitor? Tapping at my chamber door? Breaking the Silence for ever more?

{Taylor quietly gets up off his seat, and approaches the chamber door. He slowly pulls it open, darkness there, but something more. Gunman directs his eyes to the floor, to notice a small white envelope. He picks it up, shuts the door, and sits back down in his chair.}

Taylor: What is this? A measly fan letter?

{Taylor opens it as the camera zooms in, revealing a photograph of himself, right before his first EWO Match against Pimp.}

Taylor: So the ghost of times past decides to haunt me again...bringing back memories of my EWO Debut. I was young then, young and foolish, a lot like this Luke Laverne. Luke is young, he's a bold kid, a gamer, he seems to have no fear towards standing up to anyone, but digging deeper down makes it so that "Kool Hand" is not all he seems to be. For we all know how much of an idol Sho Murakame is to him. Sho Murakame, the man who felt the silence, the man who felt the utter violence of silence, not so long ago, when I defeated him, 1-2-3. Kool, choose your idols wisely, but choose your enemies with a lot more care. You and I went one on one some time ago...I defeated you...and again, so then, it's third time lucky for you. But, young Fool, your luck is soon to run out, you have messed with HKWF, you have tried to oppose us, but you will not suceed Luke Laverne, mark my words! Now, "Kool", do you choose to stand up to us again?? I'm waiting! 

And then we have this "rogue", Maxx Pain, the man who thinks he can single handedly take out Bad Influence...the man who claims he never needed Bad Influence, the man who claimed he was Bad Influence...the man who changes his mind every two seconds. He claims to be the man, the "Toughest Mutha Fucka" in the GZW...Maxx, even if that was true, this is HKWF...GZW is for wimps, HKWF is real wrestling. Sure, you may be a tough cookie amongst a bunch of boys, but HKWF is a man's world...you don't belong, Mr. CareerKiller. Go back to ridding GZW of jobbers of your caliber, go back to claiming you deserve the World Title, then take a look at what you have achieved...a title? a big win? anything??? No, Maxx, I am a former GZW Light Heavyweight Champion, I was the whole Light Heavyweight Division. I have beaten Union Jack, Firefly, Fubu, and I am a true champion. And as for Deacon Kane's challenge...Deacon, I respect you and what you have done, coming up through HKWF as Corrupt Seed, going through GZW, up to Bad Influence, you have beat nearly everyone there is to beat, but not me. 

I am not a loud mouth, yellow bellied, overgrown child who claims to be "The master of Pain", the "Master Of Mind Games", "The master of the game called pain and you don't want to play that game because I am the only one who can play that game". No, I am The Lone Gunman, the Hitman of HKWF, but nicknames and words are nothing compared to complete Silence. Deacon, I accept your challenge should you choose to live up to you reputation.

But there is one last thing...and it goes by the name of T-Rex. This loser, this failure, he barely wins the Contest of Champions for the Number 1 contendership of the Intercontinental Title, and can't even stay number one contender for much more than a week!! Rex, you lost, you lost to The Lizard, my HKWF Stablemate Len Dubray, you lost to the next GZW IC Champion. Rex, you say I am on your hitlist? Well, "Enforcer", I am known as a Hitman, HKWF's Hitman, and it seems you are constantly getting in my way, our way, and there's only one way to stop it. You and I both know, because Mr. Rex...you will soon feel the velocity of HKWF...and I will prove to be your maker....your saviour...the Lone Gunman John Taylor!!!!

{Taylor tosses the photograph into the fire, sending out each dying ember, casting their ghost upon the floor, and the Gunman, never flitting, still is sitting-still is sitting, and his goal from out his shadow, that lies burning across the floor...the GZW Heavyweight Title...shall be lifted by him..Forevermore!!!}