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| The scene opens with another Ric Thunder promo to Julie McMahon. When its over, the camera is seen moving around backstage, hoping to catch a glimps of one of the BWF superstars. Suddenly it enters into a locker room that is rather dark. A few candles glow which give off enough light for people to see. Sitting in a corner of the room in a chair is Will Westbrook. His long hair is hiding his face as he looks down at the sledgehammer in his hands. Standing in the center of the room is Death, who is watching a monitor. He then turns to Will and speaks. Death: God, I still can't believe we lost to those two flamers last week. WE LOST!!!! Does that even register with you? Will moves his head to look up, flicking his hair out of his eyes. Will: What do I f'n look like? Of course I know we lost you asshole. If you would have kicked Countdown off me, we would have won. Death: If Fury didn't pull me outside of the ring then I could have helped you. But look, we can't change the fact we lost. I mean, a loss is a loss in anyone's record books. But..at least I wasn't the one who was pinned. heheh.... Will stands up fast and walks right up to Death. Death looks down at him and Will grasps his sledgehammer tighter. Death: What? You gonna hit me? HAHAH!! That shows real team unity. Just cool your jets, we've got more matchs we can win. Will: I would have done better but I have a bit of ring rust. Its been awhile since I stepped foot into the squared circle. Death: I'm sure next time will be much different. But it looks like you got the week off. I, on the other hand, don't. I don't understand where Trish or Steph are coming from, but they booked me in yet another tag team match. What the hell do they want from me? Will: Who are you teamed up with? Death: Some dude named Blaze. What kinda name is Blaze anyway? Will: He any good? Death: How in the hell am I supposed to know? Well, actually I do know a little bit about the guy. He's in some kinda European title match with MTN and so far as beaten him twice. Will: He beat Mr Thursday Night huh? I think you got yourself a good partner. Death: Yeah, but if you watched the matchs, one of them MTN didn't even show up to. Its kinda sad how pathetic he has become. Heheheh Will: So who is your opponents. Death: Guess who? Will: Umm...Ecko? Death: Naw, its MTN of all people. And he is teamed up with some rookie named Blade. Will: You mean the Vampire Hunter? Death: I don't think so, but he could be. Will: That would be awesome. I loved him in those movies. Death: OH wait, he's white so it can't be that Blade. Will: Oh damn. Death: I feel the same way buddy. Anyway, I've got to address the crowd and I'll be right back. Try not to hurt yourself while I"m gone. Death exits the room and the camera follows him down the hallway. Death takes a left and gets to the enterance ramp. You can already hear a pumped up crowd and Death smiles, knowing that the crowd will soon be turning their attention to him instead of a few jobbers. The tech member waits for the cue, and then starts up "Duality" by Slipknot. The crowd starts to boo immediatly as Death walks out from behind the curtain. With a grin on his face, he flips off the sold out arena. He then starts to make his way down the ramp toward the ring. |
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| Once Death reachs the ring he climbs up onto the apron and steps over the ropes. He then calls for a mic and begins to speak. Death: Boo all you want, because I'm not going anywhere. HAHAH!!! Now last week me and Will Westbrook faltered in the ring. We stumbled a bit and Fury and Countdown took advantage of that. But that won't hold me back, or make me scared to face them again. I'll take those two and show them a thing or two and they know it. But thats ok...they have their payback's coming soon enough. But first, good old Death has to face a memory from the WFS in the form of MTN. A man who claimed to be the better man so many times to me and yet faced defeat at my hands. And now look at him...my partner Blaze has beaten him twice so far. One more match and MTN will no longer have his chance at the European title that I HANDED TO HIM!! God, that was a mistake on my part to give it to someone who isn't even trying to keep it. Oh well..a lesson learned is what I always say. Anyway this MTN character will be teamed up with newcomer Blade. Hell, many of you have heard him speak already. There is some cheers from the crowd as Blade's name is mentioned. Death: Ah, I see you dipshits like him. Well, to truthfull, I kinda like the guy to. He has spunk, he has the energy to get places in the industry. And hell, he is a fan of me. What is not to like? HAHAH!!! A chant of "Asshole" starts up from the crowd. Death smiles and flips them the bird. Death: Asshole huh? I'm suprised you dumbshits can even say a word together in the first place. I'll congrate you on that feat. But back to the main reason I graced you with my presence, and that was Raw. This week, I'm teamed up with some guy I really don't know. And frankly I could care less about. To me, he will just stand in my path to glory on Friday. In the corners of the ring stand Mr Thursday Night and Blade. Nothing personally against the kid, but I know he wants to show his stuff. I know he wants to prove to the word he can hang with the big boys. And I must be the damn biggest boy around his play yard. So I say bring it man, show me how much you want my respect. Show me how much you want to be just like dear old Death. Because who knows, you prove yourself worthy of a BWF contract, and you just might be hanging out with Will and myself. Now if that don't sound like motivation I don't know what is. But remember kid, you know I don't hold back. I won't throw any match, well...I will if I can profit off it. Heheh....but that won't be the case this week. I'm not about to let MTN get any kind of win over me whatsoever. That is a damn promise...one you can take to the bank. The crowd starts to boo again, this time chanting "MTN". Death just rolls his eyes. Death: Go ahead and cheer for your hero, it won't do any good. This Friday Night, MTN will remember the name of pain is spelt...D..E..A..T..H.... A name he will remember the rest of his life. Now before I go, I want to address two more people. One of them is Ric Thunder. Ric, you set your eyes on someone that I kinda hold close to my heart. You set your eyes on a prize that your not ready for. And you make demands that I will make you eat. You want to hurt Julie, you'll have to go through me first. But hey, she is a big girl right? She is a champion after all right? You got every reason in the world to make a claim for that belt she has. And if she accepts, there isn't nothing I can really do about it right? WRONG!! If the match is made, you best be ready to see me ringside. I know you Ric...you've always got something up your sleeve. If someone tries anything funny, I will beat them within a ounce of life. If you try anything funny, I will climb into the ring and destroy you. Got it? GOOD!! Death: Oh, and dear old sis...how's the family? I hear that "your" other brother made a visit to you. Thats really nice and all...but why do I still feel like the outsider to the family? You know that I'm telling the truth. You know that father knows its true. Your mother covered me up because of my "history" of unstablity. But do I get invited for dinner...NO!! But hey, I'm a big boy..I did well enough without you people. I grew up worst than you could ever imagine. I mean, you got it all sis...you got everything you ever wanted. Me? Sure, I got a big house now. Actually, big really don't give it justice. Huge is more like it. Just like Tara sometime. But I worked hard to get all my money. I made a good investment like owning that gym in Detroit. So really, I don't need anything from you Peytons. But there is something I want..and that is acknowledgement. I want you guys to finally admit to who I am. I might be different, raised by pack of wolves or whatever, but I'm STILL PART OF YOUR FAMILY!!! With that Death tosses the mic to the side and exits the ring. He walks up the ramp as the crowd boos him and goes behind the curtain to head back to his locker room. |
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