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| Days after what all went down at Day of the Dog pay per view, we catch up with Death. He is just arriving to the arena for a WFS house show in New Orleans. Riding in on his motorcycle, he stops to talk to a tech member. The guy informs Death that he will be on shortly. Death smiles, then takes off on his bike. He goes past everyone and takes it into the hallways of the arena. Riding carefully, he goes down some corridors until he reaches the stage. His music is cued, and "Destroy" starts to play. He appears ontop of the stage on his bike. | ||||||||||||||||||
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| Death then rides down the ramp to the ring. He circles for a twice before finally stopping and getting off his bike. The crowd is going nuts, chanting his name. Everywhere you can see are posters with "We Love Death" on them. He gets into the ring and goes to each turnbuckle, raising his right arm. Everytime he does the crowd gets louder. He finally goes to the middle of the ring after he grabs a mic. Death: God, it's great to be here in New Orleans (crowd chants his name). Now as you see, I didn't win the world title or the tag team titles last week. I failed in my mission to bring home the gold to the Brotherhood. It seems to me that the Brotherhood is weak. All the members are just me, Chandler and Tori. We kicked out Suicide Kid for being a pathetic excuse for a wrestler. So where do we go from here? Frankly, I am not going to even ask for a rematch right away. I had two title shots for the World Title and lost twice within a month. But Test, you did outdo me. You did make sure I failed the Test. But Test, I do learn from my mistakes. So when we meet again, be ready for a whole new ball game. So Test, as I said, I won't ask for a rematch, but if you do decide to give it to someone worthy, remember the run I gave for your money. Death: Now that I am beltless, I should look for gold. But instead, this week I am not. I am going to team up with Riot to take out Hardcore Comley and his partner. Whoever it is, either Great White North, or some punk in the back, me and Riot will be ready. Comley has a huge mouth that he likes to run, and we intead to shut it up. And I still say this even after spending the night on the couch. Anyway, lets get to Thursday. Me and Riot both requested that we face Hardcore Comley with or without a partner. It seems Riot wants to sweeten the deal by making it a buried alive match. My first or was it my second match here was a buried alive match against Tha Gravedigger. A man who I showed was the real master of buring people by knocking him into the grave and covering him up for the win. |
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| Death: Now before I get any further, Tori baby, I love you. I'm really sorry for not talking about me teaming with Riot to you. Our relationship should be honest and I'm trying to be. After me and him talked, he realizes what you and Jessica mean to me. If Jessica really has the spirit of the squared circle in her blood, your right, we can't stop it. I have more to say to you, but in a moment. Death: So Hardcore, where are you at now? Are you scared because two big dogs are gunning for your sorry ass. You might have beaten me for the Hardcore belt, but I wasn't around to defend it bitch. It was striped from me because I couldn't defend it 24/7 because of business elsewhere. Now Hardcore, not only am I going to kick your ass, but I am going to take that belt back. That is even if you still got it. Frankly, that belt has changed hands more than a 5 dollar hooker in the middle of Detroit. So I really don't know who has it now. But that does matter about Thursday? Hell no it don't. You see Hardcore, running your mouth like a little bitch has landed you in a match for your very life. While I'm not a legend like Riot is here, I am soon going to be. While my career was almost ended by Road Dogg and Test did beat me to retain the World Title, I am still optimistic. I am going to hold the World Title soon and then everyone will finally realize the potential and power I possess. Until then, I will beat on big mouths like yourself for kicks. So Hardcore, are you prepared to fight for your life on Thursday? Now that I'm done with you and have to get back to Tori. Honey, can you come down from the back? "Bombshell" hits the airwaves and Tori appears on the stage. |
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| She comes down to the ring and gets inside. Death comes up and hugs her tightly. He then breaks away to talk. Death: Tori baby, I love you. And I love Jessica. I love you both so much, that I have to ask you one question. (drops to one knee) Tori Wilson, will you marry me? The crowd goes nuts as Tori stands there, shocked. Death has a open case in his palm containing an engagement ring. The show goes to commerical as everyone is waiting to see what Tori's answer will be. |
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