Site: Joe Louis Arena. Time:
“Tonight’s
the night, my first match in a few weeks… after the strange debacle with
Platinum, Sirus and Demise’ protégé, I’ve been watching my brother have his fun
with Nightmare. Now, the HiC wants to
put me in the ring against him and see what I can accomplish.. cool. But after that, little breath can be taken,
for Monday will be a heck of a battle in of itself…. But it’s left me feeling a
little confused…”
Reaching for his other boot, he continues.
“On one
hand, we have Riley not too fond of Thunderwolf, so immediately you got to like
the guy, but then on the other hand.. it’s Riley.. so you can’t really like the
guy….”
Pulling the boot on his foot, he adjusts it
without losing a beat.
“Tough
call… But Riley asks some interesting questions… how does it feel to be dropped
on my head? Not too nice, been there,
done that… nearly was put out of wrestling because of it… bad taste, sure it
does.. but it happens to everyone.. and Riley, you’re no exception.”
Fitting the tongue of the boot up, he begins
lacing the boot.. making sure each twist is tight and snug. He half works on the boot and half looks up
at us…
“But
Riley, since the last time I saw you things have changed… many things… I’m definitely
not the same man you faced nearly four years ago in the AOWF… which I believe
is where we battled, not the PWA… for the AOWF TV title if I remember… I also
remember you had this shtick… which apparently hasn’t changed much in all this
time…but trust me kiddo… a lot more matters now, today then it did four years
ago… and the Chamelion you’re going to fight Monday has a few more titles, and
a few more horrors under him… which equals to enough experience to get past
someone who seems stuck in a rut… much like you.”
Finishing the lacing, he begins tying the
strings together… still keeping pace with his thoughts.
“As for
‘granting’ anything, you’re the one who should feel lucky… a former HiC World
Champion letting you step into the ring for your first match is pretty high
profile… the man who has all but highlighted every PPV of 2003… the true main
event of this federation has enough time to give a boost to a new entrant… and
yes, it does please me to get to battle you one more time… it is truly a mark
of history, that 2000 and 2004 becomes so linked… but don’t let your head get
too big, kiddo… once, you may have been a mountain to over come so I felt I was
worth more then the sum of my experience… but today, you’re just another man on
the other side of the ring… one to fight, one to beat, and one to leave laying
in the dust while I continue my climb…”
Finishing, Chamelion stands and tests the
comfort of the boots.. satisfied, he grabs a white towel and hangs it around
his neck.
“When
this is over, and you’re laying there wondering what’s changed, and how… just
remember once you pull yourself to your feet… history is sealed…and if you wish
an ally against men like Kelser and Wolf…. You’ll have it… Otherwise, you can just be put into the pile
of those who found out that when facing the most Devious SOB in the business
today… you’re just another statistic….GOT IT?”
With a wink and a knowing smile, Chamelion
turns towards the door and exits the locker room….
Fade