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Game Over
Its been weeks since the WFS has been in any town. Contract negotiations and a major shake up have occured recently, causing the entire company to close down. After about three weeks, the WFS is back in business. Their first major event is this Thursday, and the band is pulling into a town called Sandusky Ohio for a house show. Midway through the event, "Destroy" starts to play over the speakers. People look into their booklets and see that Death isn't schedueled to appear. But ontop of the ramp, on his motorcycle is the Eternal One himself. He revs up the engine and the crowd starts to cheer like crazy.
Death raises his right arm and the crowd goes nuts. He then takes his bike and rides it down the ramp to the ring. He cicles it twice before finally coming to a stop and getting off. The crowd is really going nuts for him now. Death walks up the steps and gets into the ring. He calls for a mic and motions for his music to cut off. A tech member tosses Detah a mic and he smiles at the crowd.

Death:  Don't you all like surprises? (crowd cheers loudly) I thought you did, and that is why I'm here tonight. Earlier in the show you seen my bride-to-be Tori come out and talk about Kitty. And I know that my woman will win and retain that belt once again. She is a real competetor and should be feared by all. But what everyone should really fear is my wrath. I am the most pychotic man in this federation. While most claim to be "Hardcore", I'm extreme. I'll do shit you can only dream of. Everyone should fear that, because I'm unpredictable in the squared cicle. And the person who shall fear me next is Triple H.


Death: Mr Helmsley, or Hunter or whatever, your time is up. I see that on Thursday Night, you will dance with Pure Evil in this ring. You will feel the pain that I can dish. I know your reputation and I admire you. A lethal assinane is what they call you. Hold up, did I even say that right? Nevermind, that isn't important. What is important is we dance on Thursday. We will play the GAME Hunter, and you will lose. I am not the pushover type. I will not lie back and wait for you to finish me. Oh no, because there will be no celebration on your part. Well, there might be because I let you live.
Death:  Triple H, the time for you is almost up. Thursday is only two days away. Tommorrow we mourn over what happened on Septemeber 11th last year. And the next day people will mourn over your undoing. I am out to make an example of you for everyone else to see. Three weeks off and Widowmaker in charge has made me a leathal man. I am going to make you bleed out of your mouth, from your head, and out your nose. I'm going to wrench on every joint in your body. The pain will make you scream out, and beg for me to stop. But will I? Damn straight when I say NO!!!! I won't stop until I know that every fool in the locker room and that bastard Widowmaker see what I can do. I'm sorry Hunter, but GAME OVER!!!

Death:  Now lets get away from Thursday and look to the future. Soon, like this week, me and Tori will tie the knot. Roit, I have to say that it would be nice to see you at that wedding. Going up against Widowmaker and backing us up, well..almost brough a tear to my eye. Ok, not really, but I'm trying to be nice here. So a thank you is in order. The Brotherhood is be one of the damn strongest stables to ever grace the WFS. Me and Tori are the Tag Team Champs, Edge is the World Champ, Tori is the Womans Champ, and Chandler has a chance to win the European Title from Road Dogg. Oh yes...we will be unstoppable. HAHAHA!!!! Next week, anyone who has the guts to face me, bring it. But just wait to see what I do to Triple H and then think long and hard before stepping into the ring with me. If you don't like that...Too Damn Bad!!!!

Death then tosses the mic to the side as the fans cheer him on. He climbs out of the ring and walks down the steel stairs. He then gets on his bike and rides up to the top. Once he gets there, he raises his arm before leaving.
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