oO(Damn... This has been the most FUN I have had in a LONG time.. Its just too bad that I think its almost over for me... Damn...)Oo

Pesti thinks back to his days in the IRWF.. before he really knew what he was doing, and the direction he wanted to take his career... He remembers staying perched in the rafters of the building, watching the matches, the mediocre angles, and the overall lack of Enthusiasm for the sport that had taken down the fed... The New Lead had gotten their nasty hooks on the fed and were slowly draining it of all life... Until the day Marshall Law entered the IRWF... Pesti decided that this man, who went about dealing out his own brand of JUSTICE should be the man that he made his name with by beating him into a pulp...

Damn how WRONG i was... Law turned out to be one of the TOUGHEST competitors i had ever faced in the IRWF...

He continues his ride as he thinks back to that first fateful day when he challenged Law... He skillfully dropped down behind Law and gave him a good thwack with a steel chair, leaving Law in a pool of his own blood... That very same day Law came back, and knocked a little sense into Pesti... Not even a week later, Law recived a Dueling Chairs rewrite match request from Pestilence, who thought that this would be what set him apart from the rest of the low lifes in the fed... Law accepgted this challenge and that next night it was on... Marshall Law Versus Pestilence in a Dueling Chairs Match... This wasnt your ordinary match, this match rambled over the arena, and ended up in a dead Tie... Kronus, the then commish of the IRWF, decided that these two men, who beat the life out of one another would make one hell of a tag team, so the next card.. Pestilence and Law were booked as a tag team... After an initial apprehensivness, they walked out of the match with the Tag belts, and became friends, if not brothers...

Yeah... Those was the days...

Pestilence stops outside of a Local Shell station and purchases some gas as he thinks back to that fateful month in the IRWF... After Winning the tag gold, He and Law went on to take the World title, which Pestilence won, and the Hardcore strap, which Law won... This was the way it remained for the entire month of November... Until the very last card... Pestilence and Law were up in the final round of the Promo tourney.. and facing one another had set them apart... Pestilence ended up winning that match, after thinking he was going to leave his long time partner behind he heard that Law had recieved the other promo... and together they decided that the CBF was NOT the place to be... They paid their dues and put in for a transfer to the CRF... And by a chance set of fate, Kronus was also sent to the CRF...

Pesti tops off his tank and pays with his credit card.. He hops back on his bike and roars off down memory lane again...

The CRF.. what a MISTAKE I thought i had made there...

After arriving in the CRF, Pestilence was automatically recieved as a ROOKIE... and recieved the usual hazing by the then vets of the fed... After getting drunk and taking a leak in Vader's boot, He received his first concussion from the mammoth man known as Vader... This sent Him down a road of wackyness, and finally to become "The Unstable One" of the CRF... That very next month, it would be that he met his FIRST true enemy in the CRF, Dr Abortion, or Doc A as he was called...

Damn, now DOC was a freakin madman, i really liked old ed.. Too bad hes not here to see me now... I have him to thank for what i am now...

He thinks back to some of the tremendous matches he and Doc had... Barbwire Ladder match, was the most memorable... Doc walked out with the win, but Pesti and He clashed many times over the next two months... In Febuary, a big family issue caused Pesti to take leave of the CRF, and he remained gone until three months later, when He re emerged, crazier than ever, with a brown rat named BigDaddyRat as his manager... He had truely lost his mind, and it still is not known, or even remembered by Pestilence himself what happened during those long months...

I wish i could remember.. Someday.. Someday i will...

Pesti continues on down the highway, passing by the CRF arena once again, and continues on...

He thinks back to the month of June, when he became the prankster of the fed... He had fun that month, under the direction of BDR, but it all becomes fuzzy... The entire time he is thinking back he has the strange feeling that something has not been right.. That hes been watched... But the feeling is so fleeting that he lets it pass as just paranoia... The month of July, was something else... Having dropped his pranking ways, he became the funnyman of the fed, still under the instruction of BDR... Until that fateful day... He was tripped up going down to the laundry... BDR perished that day... He was accidentally washed and dried... The only witnesses to this acrosity were Roe and Wade, the two midget henchmen of Dr A and his new manager, Mrs Contraceptive... Pestilence was a powerhouse that month, and after winning over fifty matches in a row, with only ONE loss, to Yolkster, he went to Finals for the CRF, and had a dismal showing... That same month he represented the CRF in the annual Bar Room Brawl... After passing the first round, a feat that had not been accomplished for the CRF in a LONG time, he lost in the second round to the eventual winner...

I still.. Still.. STill say i was screwed.... Damn Pentagon...

Pesti downs another beer as the month of August flashes quickly through his mind... A losing streak that wouldnt end... The endless heckling for being the LOSER of the CRF... and most of all, the exit of Doc A... Pestilence nearly went completely insane then, changing gimmicks as the wind blew... As the month began to draw to a close it seemed that Pestilence was going to drop off the face of the CRF... The "Heart" of the CRF, as called by Idiotstick, was going to call it quits, since his mind lacked the cohesion to even produce ONE stable mind... Durint the month of July and August, He was plagued by TWO different personalities that kept his TRUE personality at bay... They fought, cursed, and basically laid waste to his body in mundane ways...

Thank GOD i was cured of that... It was unbearable to sit back and watch those two be idiots...

This brings us up to date, almost... Pestilence reaches up and touches his face, where the dark face mask covers the right half of his face.. His hand moves down to the shoulder, where the scarring is visible, and he cringes... But slowly smiles... Batman was the culprit behind this event.... Batman, the prankster of the CRF, was looking for Pesti to become his villan.. but instead he unleashed the REAL Pestilence, forcing the others out of his mind, and the New and Improved Pestilence emerged from the flames...

Ahh.. Home at last.. Gotta check on Spawny boy.... We make a good team...

We now join Pestilence as he pulls into the CRF parking lot and dismounts his bike... He locks it down and heads for the doors, wondering where his life will lead to now...