2004 will be the year of 'The Outlaw'
I bet you have all wondered where I have been while you have been stuffing your fat faces with turkey and eating everything you see in front of you. I've been doing something valuable with my time, making movies, my latest one will defiantly shatter the box office in two.
I don't understand why Christmas is such a festive time. It's based on lies and propaganda, something we cannot prove. There is no evidence Jesus was born, nor is there evidence God existed. People cover those lies with the Bible, but that's just proving the anti-Christ people right. Christmas is the most annoying time of the year, giving everyone an excuse to stuff their faces with turkey and chocolates, and to sit their fat asses in front of a television. Companies use the festive to make people buy their products, and in the end, the companies win, and the people lose their money, becoming infested with debt. Why do people never listen? Because they are too stupid to even realize what is happening. Instead, they end up having their lives destroyed by it all. And then who's to blame? They are, not the greedy companies, but themselves because they bought the products and they couldn't stop themselves from wasting their money and pitting themselves into a black hole of debts.
Michael Edwards and Drago have been fooled with by yours truly. You can see that already, the so called 'Legend' is starting to crack mentally. He realizes his time is up, and he is running scared from the man who will end his career. But nobody can escape their fate, and it ends up being a hunting game, with 'The Outlaw' being the hunter, and Michael Edwards being the hunted. It has always been like this, and it will continue to be. Just look at what happened to Drago, he was alone and then came that fool Doctor X, one of Drivlaine's lackeys. If that was the best Mark could come up with, he has another thing coming when he tries to stop 'The Wrestling Legend' from annihilating the man who has been a thorn in everyone's side, Edwards, All the talk came to nothing, as week after week I have abused him mentally and physically, and his mind is full of worries already. He cant deny the fact that I am better than him, so he gets jealous and tries to fight back, tries to defend his honor to the fans and the audience who watch him. Nothing will be more satisfying then finally having the chance to wipe his existence off the face of the earth, and don't be surprised if it happens.
But next week is a test for the greats, which will be the moment which we have all been waiting for, Michael Edwards and Nicky Mills in a match! You've all been awaiting the moment that he finally meets someone who can push him to the edge, like I have been doing for weeks now. He has been a hopeless wonder, running around looking for a reason to continue receiving the punishment that he has endured, and he can no longer bear it. His rage has reached an all time high, and he is on the rampage looking for any reason to try live up to his deal and beat my ass in front of the idiots that continue to cheer him. Too bad nothing like that will happen, because it will be a cold day in hell before he ever beats me in my own game. He can talk all he wants, he doesn't have a chance in the world of surviving what I have planned for him. He just happens to be the fish, and I'm the shark. Do you believe the bait can win against the shark? No, it wouldn't. I cant wait until Saturday Night, when the true Outlaw comes alive and destroys all in his path, whether that be Drago or Rubeus Dahrkov, the little punk who thinks he beat me.
Just remember, this is my world and my life, and there is no soul that can survive in my game, just like you will see on Stranglehold.
The scene opens in a local gym in Memphis, Tennessee, where the camera circles around all sorts of things, from steroid freaks showing off to try attract attention, to twelve year olds trying to prove to their friends they can lift heavy weights. The sounds of machines clanking can be heard all over, and conversations are drowned out by these sounds, as even the loudest of shouts are like quiet whispers. For a while, the camera seems to have frozen on a certain spot, where the bench press machine is, and where stacks of free weights lie on shelves. From the mirror, we can see someone lifting free weights, and as the camera focus's in, we realize the identity of the person, as he realizes a camera has entered the room.
You guys don't leave me alone, do you? Even when I'm pumping lead, you seem to find a way to get here and watch.
'The Outlaw' Nicky Mills calmly drops the weights and grabbing a towel, wipes the sweat off his face. Sitting closely near where Mills is at, is Kevin Cosmos, who seems to be bored out of his mind as he is merely staring into space. Mills stares at Cosmos for a minute before going back to his free weights training, lifting the heavy weights at a great speed. After a long while, he sets the weights down and stares at the cameraman, who jerks slightly in fear. Cosmos is reading the UwA magazine, which has a picture of Nicky and Michael on the front with the headline 'Who's the true Legend of wrestling?' in large white writing. Other small headlines include the Big Boss reign of terror, and the feud between Rubeus Dahrkov and Rilo is talked about.
I cant believe this! Can you believe that they are making me face Mark's lackey?
Well nobody's heard from you for a month. Christmas must do that to you.
I suppose, but when I'm with the Grinch, it's not the festive of times.
I just don't see the point in it, that's all. It's become so commercialized, and to be honest, it's based over nothing.
Nicky continues working on
his arms using the free weights, as Kevin slumps back in his chair and continues
reading the magazine as the scene fades to black. We then come back, and the setting seems to be one of a church, which is kept
in darkness except for a few candles, which are put in a circle shape. In the
circle of candles is a picture of Michael Edwards, along with a wreath attached
to a wooden cross. The camera closes in on the casket which has a casket spray
on top of it, with the words 'Waste of Flesh' We then have a shot of the people
in attendance, and not one seat is occupied, as the church seems to be almost
emptied. 'The Outlaw' Nicky Mills is standing on the podium, as he checks his watch
over and over, possibly waiting for people to turn up. The only person in the
room is the vicar and the cameraman, and the vicar seems to be very agitated,
possibly with the whole ceremony, as Mills smirks and then speaks up.
Is nobody going to show? It's been two hours, so lets just get on with it.
We are gathered here today to say goodbye to a total waste of space, a man who has done nothing but whine and make people's lives a misery just by living on this planet. Not only did he turn wrestling into the biggest disgrace, he actually believed that by doing so, he was entertaining. I believe that because nobody has turned up to this ceremony, that nowone even misses him enough to come to his own funeral! What you see here, is proof that 'The Disgrace That Is' couldn't even admit he was a liability to this earth. First his parents gained common sense enough to kill themselves so they didn't have to put up with him anymore, and then it was when Sarah finally learned her boyfriend is nothing more than a loser, and so saved both her and their daughter by leaving him to wallow in his own stupidity. Michael did nothing for anybody, and just made his own family resent him even more. I am certain that this man will be forgotten and that I never have to listen to his name again, because even mentioning his name is bad enough.
Michael only did things for himself, and if Sarah and their daughter had stayed any longer, their lives would too have been destroyed. I bet Hannah will grow up to be something amazing and be nothing like the waste of space that her father truly was. He gave nothing to this planet, and therefore I see no reason to mourn his passing, and instead celebrate it! I bet that by now, everyone who was unlucky enough to know him, have ordered a trip to Hawaii and are right now washing themselves of the terrible memories that they and Michael have had, because to even have to talk to Edwards, it was something truly terrible. But now he is gone, and we can live our lives like we want to instead of him wallowing over us.
I know that deep down in my heart, I wish that someone would have put a gun to his head and pulled the trigger, because every moment someone knew him, their lives would be a mess because of it. And I am the Hero, not only for doing the one thing people have wanted to do for a long time and rid of him, but because everybody watched it happen on national television. Michael will not be missed, period. Why should we miss a man who did nothing for anybody? Even his fans felt sorry for him, because he was a walking tragedy, and bought no accomplishments to anything.
Nicky slowly walks to the candles, and bends down and picks up a can of gasoline, and slowly spreads the gasoline across the casket until it is empty. Then, he slowly picks up the candle and smiles to the camera, as he slowly places the flame on the gasoline, and it then slowly starts to burn. A few seconds later, the whole casket is roaring with flames, as we can hear the gasoline burning.
Let us pray, that no man as useless as Michael Edwards shall ever step on this earth again.
'The Outlaw' laughs as the
casket is continuing to burn, as the scene again fades to black.
The scene again opens, and we are in an interview room where sitting on one chair is Trent Hoffman, UwA commentator, and sitting on the other is a smug Nicky Mills, fresh from the mock funeral that we saw just moments ago. Mills is dressed very smartly in black jeans with a Limp Bizkit hooded top, as he seems to be very happy and top of the world, as Trent then starts to speak.
Hello and welcome to UwA Prime Time, where today we have a man, who in no doubt in my mind, is a sick human being. Not only does he have no respect for anyone, everyone who is against him suffers, such as Michael Edwards. Now Mills, I have to ask you, why are you ruining this mans life?
Ruining his life? You know nothing. Your paid to try be the goody two shoes and kiss Drivlaine's ass every single day. People like you deserve to be shot, Trent. And your wrong, I do have respect for people. For example, the Kovenant are clearly the reason UwA is doing so well in the ratings. But of coarse, I am the reason UwA is standing at all. I am a very important person, you know. Hollywood, I've conquered it faster than you can say 'Wow' and wrestling too. I am the best wrestler to grace this earth, and almost every match I have participated in has high ratings. Do you know why? Because unlike most of the roster, I am good at what I do.
Don't you think your being too cocky? I mean, there are better wrestlers than you. Take Nic Totopolous, who quite frankly, is better than you will ever be.
Oh please. The man is a cripple and a joke. He has never ever tasted the high life that I have, and he will never quite have the skills that I posses. You see Trent, its all Nic to you, because your jealous of the fact that I am THE greatest wrestler ever, and your just trying to act like Jim Ross. Trying to play the good guy who knows all. Fuck you! I am the reason that most guys are here today. Take Jeremy Cundiff, my matches with him improved his career, and sent him to the main event. If it wasn't for me, he would be working in KFC for a living. It's such a shame he went so far to annoy me, I had to end his career like I did. But it was for all the best, he was a living wreck. Sometime, the decisions you make will disgust, but you know that it will be something in the end, just like this situation with Edwards. You see, I am testing him to see whether he can survive the mind games, and from the evidence, he's straining and has already snapped.
Last week proved that he cant handle the fact that he isn't the legend he says he is, so he has to go and try out-fight me to prove he's a man. He is nothing, and I will prove it at Stranglehold and January Damnation. That PPV will be the end of the Golden Boy, because what I have done to him is just child's play compared to the hell I will put him through, and every bit of it will be legal. At least your commentating partner has some sense to know what's right and wrong, and he knows that Michael Edwards's time is up. Your just trying to cover for him, making pathetic excuses everytime Edwards fails. Mills did this, and Mills did that, listen to you! Listening to your commentating is enough to make people deaf. You try to make me out as a sick bastard, but what I am is a living highlight doing everyone a favor, and that's putting Michael out of the living picture once and for all.
No, what I'm doing is seeing right through you, like everyone else can.
What your doing is making yourself look like a fool. Can you see that nobody here even likes you? Everytime I watch any of my matches, you make one bad comment after another, trying to sell yourself to the audience at home. You are nothing but a leech, sucking the UwA of its good earned money. Trent, when will you wake up and smell the coffee? Your looking at the one and only Kovenant star, the Wrestling Legend, the Hollywood Icon, not some worthless bum like 10 Minute Major, who thinks that we're all going to bow down to the fact he's pissed off. Do you think someone of my caliber, someone who makes wrestling the greatest thing in life, will be afraid of a snotty little punk? All Canadians have a problem when they don't have many brain cells and therefore think people like me will grow afraid of them. Want examples? Look at Chris Benoit and Chris Jericho, they both are still with WWE for gods sakes! I'd never go to a company which would misuse someone like me for a hairy sweaty disgusting person like A-Train.
But no, they continue to have themselves humiliated just for money, and when they do put on great performances, they get shit on. Someone like 10 Minute Major could never match up to someone as talented and as great as 'The Outlaw' himself. To me, he's just going to be a man in the wrong place at the wrong time. See, at Stranglehold I face three men who don't even have the balls to step up and be a man. Take the rookie known as Rubeus, he has the audacity to question whether the Kovenant will wrestle or not! What does he know, he thinks he beat me. The only reason he did was because his buddy Michael threw a pissing fit of the fact that I was winning, and had to ruin my chances. But you see, this is the main event, my little cockroaches. This is your Autumn of desperation, and this time, your not getting away with your crimes. Rubeus, you made your mistake when you told the whole world you beat me at November Reign. When you step inside my ring, and you come face to face with the man you fear, I will not only embarrass you in front of the whole world by out-wrestling you to hell, I will show everyone WHY your slutty little girlfriend left you. Rilo taking her was for the best, cant you understand that?
And now onto the man himself, Michael Edwards, Did you like my funeral, Edwards? Because that's going to be for real come January Damnation, but I'm giving you a preview of what's to come when the time comes for me and you to square off in the ring at Stranglehold. I know you are craving this moment for retribution, but I'm afraid that will truly not happen. Want to know why? Because I'm not going to let you walk over me like you have done to Cosmos and to Johnny Ringo. Compared to me, they are nothing. I am the real deal, and a man who will stop at nothing to see you six feet under. Oh don't worry, this match will be your chance for retribution, but the match at January Damnation will be the last time you ever step in the ring. What will happen on the 11th will be NOTHING, and I mean NOTHING, compared to what Damnation has in store for you, you got me? Not only will I end your career, I will make Hannah without a daddy and Sarah without a husband. And that will be on your head, because you refused to back down and admit your guilt and wrong. Major and Rubeus are just peons to me Edwards, but you are something else to me, Michael. You, like the rest of the world, are fools to believe that I am just another cocky wrestler.
I am more than that, I am THE best technical and all rounder this world has ever seen, and a man who knows no quitting when he has an objective to fulfill. Believe that your the legend, believe that your the real deal, but when you walk into the Pool in Anaheim, California, and you take a look at what your guys have got themselves into, they will run away. They will abandon the battlefield, but will you have the common sense to do so? I know that deep down in the Canadian's little heart, Major knows that I am a very dangerous man, and a danger that will stop at nothing to see his duty completed. So if he and Rubeus want to play cat and mouse, it will be the last time any of them will ever dare step up and fight 'The Outlaw' and play dirty, because if dirty is what the little fan ass kissers want, that is what they will truly get.
Now you have a contract signing before your main event match which will sign the match for January Damnation. This, also just announced, will determine what match it will be. So if your team wins, you choose the match, and if Edwards team wins, he chooses the match. Is that correct?
You know Trent, that's the first thing today you've gotten right. That's right, if the Kovenant come out on top, I choose the match at Damnation, while if Edwards and his crew win, he'll be able to choose the match stipulation.
It also states that if any physical contact happened between either you or Edwards before the six man after the contract has been signed, or after the six match match has happened, that the violator's contract will be terminated, meaning that you wouldn't work with UwA anymore. What are your feelings on that?
Mark Drivlaine is nothing more than a pure coward who thinks his authority rules over all. If I wanted to, I'd buy this company, but that wouldn't be very fair of me, would it? You see, all the poor bastard is trying to do is protect his best wrestler, that being me, from being injured before the match at Damnation. He wants Edwards and I to blow off some steam, but he's made a grave mistake. There wouldn't be a match if I beat Edwards around the ring and made his blood stain the mat, and make him beg for mercy. His pride would be torn to shreds. You see, this is merely a warm up to me, but if they want to play the wrestling game, they wont stand a chance. You see Trent, this is my game and my world, I make the rules and I am a master of technique. 'The Outlaw' can out-wrestle anybody whether it's Edwards to Cosmos to Cundiff or Sean Segrada. I am that better of a wrestler, and I will prove it come Stranglehold, the main event itself! You thought Major and Rubeus's problems had gotten worse enough, well lets just say it's about to get a lot uglier. But I guarantee to you Trent, that the remaining two men will be Nicky Mills and Michael Edwards, Icon versus Fake, Legend vs. Fake. Who wins in that? Well it's very obvious, the real man remains on top of the world. Let me spell it out to everybody, come hell or high water, come rain or shine, the Kovenant will win the main event and be known as the stable which controls the UwA, because lets face it, if we had no Doc Placebo and Trinitas, if we had no Cosmos, and defiantly if we didn't have 'The Outlaw' being the best that he is, this place would be bankrupt by now. Hoffman, you watch Stranglehold as I take apart the fans heroes, and only one man will be standing above all...
The One and Only Kovenant Star...
The Technical Wonder...
Greatness Personified...
The Hollywood Icon...
The Wrestling Legend...
All the nicknames point to one man, 'The Outlaw' Nicky Mills...
Nicky smiles at the camera and as Trent goes to shake his hand, he shoots him a very cold look which makes Hoffman back off, as the scene fades to black.
It's time that the whole world witnesses the demise of the Good, that the battle between Good and Evil finally comes to a head, and when it is all done, Evil itself will be the survivor among the dead.