[???]Patience is running thin. Soon, there will be none. Then, you will know what it feels like.[???]
[???]Minions battle like they have a choice. Idiots speak like they have a logical thought. Chairmen act like they have power. And yet one man remains. One with enough sense to wake all of you up. One with enough power to shut all of you down. One with the thoughts of many and the mind of one....The camera fades in to show a deep, deep black. It makes you feel insignificant and lonely. You feel as if you have no one with you, and you know that your feelings are right. You know that this is a journey that you have made on your own, for you wish to experience this, on your own. You do not want others help, nor do you need it. This is a personal thing.[???]
[???]As the black begins to fade away you can make out a square-shaped object. The view is still blurry, but you begin to rub your eyes, trying to make clear this object in front of you. As you remove your hands from your eyes, you see a glimmer of light shining off the corner of this square. Suddenly, you senses awake and you can see, smell, feel, and hear everything clearly. The surrounding area is darkened, but a small way in front you is partially lighted, as to indicate a path to follow. You look slightly to your right, back the square-shaped object and you can now tell that it is an office desk. It is barren, but still, you gather from this that you are in some type of skyscraper, overlooking the bustling streets of chaotic city. There are no sounds around, but then you hear a small squeaking in front of you and you begin to make your way down it.[???]
[???]Shortly afterwards, you come to a door. It is fairly large in size, and is made up of a brown oak. The glass that looks into the office behind the door is covered with heavy shades. Overcome with a sudden curiosity, you open the door. The room is completely black and you struggle to find a light switch, but find none. Abruptly, a light switches on from the other side of the room. It is small and not very bright, but it lights up the other side of the room. Another office desk lies across from you, blank. There is not a single piece of paper, not a solitary writing utensil, nothing, but a pair of hands. They are folded on top of each other, and the top one has a scar going diagonally across it. But then, a face appears from the darkness as if saving you. It is him, the man absent to you for so long. His face remains calm, but a deep anger lies within. He speaks.[???]
Justin: I wondered whether he really did it. I couldn't face the fact that he had betrayed me, and ruined my dream. I spent so many days by his side, and yet he through me aside with such ease. He cast me aside like I was a toy, like a play thing. But make no mistake, this is no longer a game. I'm not playing anymore. I'm not joking around, and I'm not laughing. This isn't a lesson anymore. You've taken this too far. You've gone beyond that barrier that once stood between us. You've turned our once friendship into a DEEP hatred. I never thought it was you. The thought never entered my mind. I figured that you would never go that far, I was wrong. I once felt for you as only a few do. Now, no one feels the same way as I do. You've gone beyond friendship. You've turned this into something that only we can end.
[???]His expression turns fierce and his tone becomes deaper. His breathing is heavier and his hands are clenched together.[???]
Justin: No longer will I simply step aside for you! I've had enough! I'm sick and fucking tired of having to step aside for you. When you were here, it was always YOUR show. ALWAYS YOUR TIME! NOT ANYMORE! I've worked my ass off to get here. I've fought too long and too hard to have you ruin this. I've worked my way through the ranks and I got my shot, but you had to show up. You had to ruin it all. You had to "seize" that opportunity to throw into a shadow of more misery! WELL GUESS WHAT?! I got back up! I came back and DESPITE what Jimmy says I was WORLD FUCKING CHAMPION! I WORE THAT BELT AROUND MY WAIST! I WAS ON TOP OF THE FWF! YOU SAID IT WOULD NEVER HAPPEN, BUT IT DID!
[???]He looks up at you and turns away. He sits back into the darkness, but his words of hate and anger still resound off the walls.[???]
Justin: I've put up with you for too long. I should have done away with you when I had the chance, but I decided to show you some fucking mercy. (Laughing) What a mistake I made. It was almost as big as the one you made. I had put away those demons. I had put those thoughts to rest, but you brought them back. You brought them to the surface and they aren't going away. I am not the man you knew, I have been re-born. You could say that I evolved. If you don't believe me, ask those around here. Ask MISSLE if I'm the same cocky bastard he once hated. Ask Chaos if I am the same cool and collected man he once glanced at from a distance. Ask Jimmy if I am the same man who once laughed beside him. Once you get those answers, then answer my question. Then tell me if you still know me.
[???]He decides to stand up and remove himself from the darkness. He walks around the desk and sits on it, his hands in his laps. He wears an outfit very similar to that which we were accustomed to before his brief hiatus. His boots are black and his pants khaki. His shirts is a plain white and he wears no jacket now. He looks at you, beckoning for something, and continues.[???]
Justin: I sat here for weeks, alone. I sat back and watched all of you. I watched Chaos with his World Title. I watched MISSLE with his new sense of arrogance. I watched Jimmy dissappear into the darkness. I watched Justin Goldman and Gary Brown TRY to control this LMS phenomena The End. I watched Justin Goldman extend an open invitation to BRS and I watched Lazarus plant his pieces for the games that await. And still, I sit here, not impressed. Chaos and MISSLE, together? The same duo that once wanted to rip each other's throats open and eat their respective voice boxes, only to shut each other up, now stand side by side. Jimmy, the former FWF Champion, decimated by Chaos, Lazarus, and Gary Brown, has vanished from the FWF radar, but only if it was that simple. I know you are out there Jimmy, and I know you are waiting for that time to return and make everyone remember what made you champion, well I say why wait. I'll be sure to give you a nice homecoming.
[???]He turns from the desk and it seems as if he has disappeared. His voice sharply cuts through the darkness, as he continues.[???]
Justin: And lets not forget Lazarus, making his triumphant return at Rising Sun, to wreak his havoc on Jimmy and Chaos. Now you, Lazarus, are the #1 contender. You stand in the shoes I once stood in, trying to accomplish that goal that I once longed for. Many will never forget your names Lazarus, but NO ONE will forget my name, and I will make sure of that. And then there is Justin Goldman, you come back and you still have yet to even MENTION my name. What's wrong, Justin? Are you having some trouble remembering me? You tried to bury me Justin. You tried to shove me down the ranks, making sure that I would never reach that status that so many have grasped for, World Champion. In fact, the last time you were here, I was stuck fighting for that Hardcore Title. Then, you go into a concussion and I shoot right up there. Wow, it makes you wonder. It makes you think what you really had and have planned for me. I can only stand back and wait.
[???]There is a small break of daylight and you look in front of you, scrambling for some hint as to where he is. You find the light and you see s sliver of his face, lit up by the afternoon sun. He has opened a small part of the shades to look out upon the millions below. He keeps it open as he speaks.[???]
Justin: And yes, probably the biggest thing to happen since I took my short break, The End has arrived. I don't know what it is End, but I know you. I know your style, your sadistic beatings and cruel threats. You have the confidence and sadistic nature of someone I once knew. Someone I once trusted. Which makes me wonder, End. Who really is behind that mask. Is it really the person I think it is? You see End, its kind of a coincidence that you show up when this mystery man throws me through the window. I wonder could you be this man. Could you be who I think you are? (Thinking) But you can't be. The man I once knew would not be as foolish as to leave so many mistakes behind him. The man I knew would not leave so many hints and clues in his tracks. That is, if he didn't want to be found out. (Thinking again)
[???]Without warning, he shuts the shades and the darkness looms once again. He says nothing, but you can feel him pass you. You stand there, wondering and considering. You stand there frightened, as the camera fades�.[???]
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