A lot of people were predicting I wasn't going to walk out Dynasty victorious last week. The odds seemed to be stacked against me, but they evidently weren't.They were severely mistaken if they honestly believed Carlos Rosso stood a chance against me. I won't deny that Carlos Rosso is one of the best wrestlers alive today, but he isn't better than me. And I proved that not once, not twice but for a THIRD time on Dynasty last week. Most people perceive me as a man of honor and they're right but I have giving it some thought lately and I HAVE to become the best. I NEED to be the best. Not just a "man of honor" THE man. The man everyone looks up to, the man everyone respects and admires. You have no idea how badly I want to be the man. I have a chance to fulfill my aspiration by becoming King of Elite. Only the best of the best will make it to the finals of this tournament and only THE absolute best will arise as the victor. That's going to be me! I WILL SIT UPON THAT THRONE EVEN IF IT'S DEAD! This could be the last chance I get. I have to make the best of it. The prospect of me being king irritates a lot of people. A lot of people who have never believed in me, a lot of people who have always doubted me. Those people will have to get used to the thought of me with a crown around my head because soon it will be a damn reality and there will be nothing they can do about it. One of those people is the elitist I have to defeat in order to make it to the finals of this tournament: Scott Oasis. A man I have known for quite some time now. We've been in the ring before, we have been a part of the roster of other companies in the independent circuit but we have never faced off one on one. Oasis is hungry for championship gold, he has an ambition for gold. But so am I and so do I. The question is, who's ambition for gold is more powerful? And the answer is mine. I have been around for a long, LONG time. I have been waiting for this moment for nearly seven years and now I FINALLY get the chance to become king and potentially world champion. MY shot at greatness is finally here and I won't allow Scott Oasis or anyone for that matter to deprive me of it. I've lost everything for this business. If I lose my opportunity to become a world champion for the first time in my EAW career? I won't have anything left. No reason to continue on in this business, no reason to continue living. I know you understand that Oasis. That is why I must make you suffer, make you endure an unimaginable amount of pain and agony. To ensure I am the victor of this tournament. Now listen closely, Oasis...

I never suffered any "brutal" losses as you claim. I was screwed over which is an entirely different thing. So if anyone is a "bullshitter" here it's yourself, Oasis. Not even you can believe the lies on your lips. When I vowed to usher in a new era of prosperity in EAW I wasn't lying, when I made those promises I meant to fulfill them and I did. You are witnessing the dawning of a new era. I utterly destroyed Zack Crash's empire, not even remnants are left of it. And I did it all on my own. Because nobody in the land of elite or Dynasty Wrestling was sufficiently audacious enough to join me. I haven't survived all these years because I am a "smooth talker", I have survived every obstacle that has been imposed upon my road to success, I have endured every precarious challenge I have confronted because I have had a purpose, a reason to fight. A reason to persevere. My story isn't just another cinderella story. Or maybe it is... But It's my OWN version of the cinderella story. Cinderella allowed everyone to degrade her, to marginalize her.. I won't, not anymore. In my version Cinderella WILL send her stepsisters or in this case her adversaries to a hospital and get her revenge for everything that was done to her. I know I can do it, Scott. I know I can become world champion, a monarch of the kingdom of elite. You can't tell me otherwise, you're nobody to tell me what I can or can't do -- NOBODY. I haven't found my "happy fairy tale ending" but not because I couldn't.. But because of the fact I never wanted a happy fairy tale ending! I never wanted to live happily ever after, I knew it wouldn't be that easy when I began my career as a professional wrestler. It certainly hasn't been easy. Every moment that transpired from the commencement of my career until now has been challenging and very difficult to overcome. But I overcame. Time and time again. I was the laughing stock, the guy everyone swore would never amount to nothing. I was made out to be nothing but a joke, but look what happened! I proved them ALL wrong. I won championship belts, I headlined shows, I defeated legends and icons of this business. Every shot at a championship I have been given I have EARNED, Scott. Every single moment of glory I have lived I have EARNED. You can disagree, you can state the contrary, but you you know it's true. I'll realize my dreams and I will turn YOUR dreams into a frightening NIGHTMARE. A nightmare you won't be able to wake up from, Scott Oasis. I never influenced these people, I never deceived them into following me, into believing in me. They just did. I have been unsuccessful when I have needed to be successful the most, but despite that irrefutable fact, they have been with me through thick and thin. You will never have that, Oasis. You will never be respected by any of them. You're probably apathetic about them and their respect, but their respect and admiration? Their respect and admiration is worth more than a crown and a throne.

A revolution was going to ensue sooner rather than later. It was inevitable with someone like Zack Crash in power. I'm not to blame for the birth of the insurgency that eventually would dethrone Crash, Crash himself is. He was the architect of his own demise. I didn't have such a good year. I'll admit that. Is that what you wanted to hear? Happy? But you didn't have such a great year either, now did you? You label me a failure and to be perfectly honest that is quite hypocritical of you. Because you have been unsuccessful on several different occasions as well. Does that make you a failure though? It doesn't therefore I am not an emphatic failure either as some buffoons like to call me. Just because I have failed before it doesn't mean anything, it's natural. There isn't an elitist in EAW who hasn't failed before. You're probably more of a failure than I am.. I don't want it to sound like I am contradicting myself but it's absolutely true, Scott. You've essentially been in every company that has attempted competing with EAW and you have achieved NOTHING in them. And you won't achieve anything now. That crown, that throne belongs to ME. I am actually owed IT! Not you, not Aren Mstislav, not Vic Vendetta, not Erebus Jennings -- ME!

It sounds to me like you are envious of me... Scott, you act as if these people were my slaves. They are FREE to cheer for whoever they want, they can support anyone. Have you thought maybe you haven't received their support because you aren't worthy of it? I give back to this people. Win or lose, whether I am the first match of the night or the main event, I always steal the show, I always upstage all the competitors on the card and I dare you to try and refute that. I never disappoint, I never send anybody home dissatisfied with my performance. That was a fluke. EAW attained victory on that night because of some miracle. That's all it was. I have beaten Kevin Devastation before, Rhaegar isn't on my level and you, Oasis? Well, I guess we will see come Dynasty. You've watched me stagnate? Are you certain it was me you watched? I have been on a roll as well. Two weeks ago I dominated the legendary Heart Break Boy, last week I annihilated Carlos Rosso and this week you will suffer the same fate as them. You will be DOMINATED and you will be ANNIHILATED. When did I ever whined or complained about anything, Scott? Please enlighten me... That's right, I never did. But you will after I destroy you and everything you represent. You will regret signing up for this tournament, Oasis. I can't perform?! You're delusional. You're delusional if you honestly believe I can't perform and you are delusional if you think I am only good for selling merchandise. I have PROVEN I am good in every facet of this sport, I have proven I have what it takes to be the face of this company OR any other and I have proven I can tangle with the very best this company has to offer. You're blatantly underestimating me and that is a severe error you're committing. An error only a rookie would make. You will learn... You will learn NOT to underestimate my capability.

I have to admit that there is a tiny bit of doubt crawling inside my mind when it comes to the notion of beating the current EAW Champion, Jamie O'Hara, because I think that he is the best active wrestler in the company. I'm not trying to blow smoke up the ass but O'Hara was the only man where I tried my absolute hardest to defeat him and he made me feel powerless and there was nothing I could do to stop myself from losing. Sure, it looked competitive on television but any true men who compared us that night would know, he was clearly on a different level at that time. I say "that time" because as we roll into a new year, things begin to change and so do the motivations of the competitors who have faced one another before. I have to admit that when I started in this company I was WAY over my head, with the whole "destroying EAW" thing but O'Hara was right, it was absolutely redundant and tiresome as a gimmick. Zack Crash did the whole "Burn the Company" thing way better than I did, and I'm pretty sure there were some luminaries and Hall of Famers that almost brought an end to the company as well. Jamie O'Hara had quite a bit of tenure under his belt when we faced off and it showed because he was throwing names and feuds at me that I had never heard before and as much as I tried to put an effort into our fight, there was nothing that could be done. He was going to win and I was going to lose, but the thing I didn't know was that he would be going onto the World Championship scene right after my defeat. The fact that Jamie O'Hara had become champion had irked me right to my very core even if I was "only there so I didn't get fined" because I was nothing more than a stepping stone which was the very thing that I told myself I would not be!
   
I was hoping that it would take just a little bit longer before we would lock horns again, Jamie. I wanted just a little more experience before the fight of your life takes place, because this is GOING TO BE A FIGHT! A "Beat The Clock" challenge implies that YOU would have to beat ME within a certain period of time in order to best whatever Lannister does in his match with Thomas Minns, but that isn't going to be how things happen. You aren't going to pin my shoulders down to the mat, NO! Not at a crucial time like this because there is simply too much at stake. Dark Demon beat down my father; he hurt my family...and he once again made me look like a goddamn fool. To say that my emotions are just a little bit high right now would be an understatement because I'm downright pissed off and I'm sorry that you have to be the person standing in my way. As I sat in the hospital bed after Road to Redemption, pondering the way in which I was going to kill Dark Demon, I also made an oath to myself that I would never get dominated in that way again. This isn't some bullshit New Year's Resolution in which I go to a gym for the day before stopping and paying the membership fee for the rest of the year, NO! My pride is on the line here, and I have to not only show Dark Demon that I can hang with the very best that EAW has to offer, but I have to show my father, who never showed me that he cared, that I care about where I want to be in this company, and I care about one day coming in and winning the World Title that you carry around your waist. Unfortunately, it isn't going to be happening this time around. Not only are you not going to beat the clock or whatever stupid, redundant stipulation that match has. I'M GOING TO BEAT YOU IN THE MIDDLE OF THAT RING. 

King Lannister had it real easy when he got matched up with Thomas Minns, and James Shields knew exactly how dangerous I was going to be after the carnage that happened at the last Hall of Fame Challenge. Someone doesn't want you and I to be one hundred percent at King of Elite, in fact, I bet that Dark Demon and Lannister are both cackling over the thought that we are going to beat the shit out of each other until we are permanently handicapped. I have to win, though. I absolutely have to win... Time and time again, I've said nothing but baseless comments about winning this and winning that, enough to become the laughing stock of Elite Answers Wrestling. I will not be paraded as "wasted potential" and I'm not going to let down everyone who wished for my speed recovery while in the hospital, because I absolutely cannot let those people down...no... not anymore.  

What do you fight for? I mean, I know you have a championship around your waist, but what do you really fight for? This is going to be a match where two wills are going to be tested until one breaks and I'm challenging you to show yours because as much as a fighting champion as you are...you've seemed to lost your desire ever since winning. All of your title defenses have been nothing more than a string of victories with no meaning behind them, and sure, you've gone through some adversity and triumph and you've even fought off five other people in a chamber match but... I was more involved with their stories than your own. Will you truly go down in the record books as one of the best champions of all time? ...Well, I don't know to be honest. As good as you are now, eventually, somebody is going to climb that mountain and take you down, and if you don't believe me then just take a look at how human I made Dark Demon look at Road to Redemption. It seems as though people are quick to throw out the words "Impossible" and "Unfathomable" in my face over and over and over and over again. Yet, I still find ways to surpass expectations and break these boundaries that shadow certain egos time and time again. Everyone is beatable, no one is a Gawd, as much as they would like to point themselves out to be and as I continue to climb up the mountain, I'm going to make sure that I dispel all these notions on what is achievable here in the Land of Elite.  I'm going to defeat Jamie O'Hara, the current EAW Champion, by pinfall in the middle of the ring cleanly on the Showdown two weeks before the King of Elite.  

Dark Demon, a giant, dark cloud hangs over me as I watch my father in the same hospital bed that I laid in just days earlier. I knew something bad was going to happen when Dad wanted to have a talk with you on Showdown, and yet, there was still absolutely nothing that I could do to stop it. I know that my father and I have never been the closest people but Demon, you still hurt my family, my flesh and blood, and you have now BROUGHT THIS TO A PLACE THAT IT SHOULD HAVE NEVER GONE TO! I knew you were a wife-beater but to sucker punch my old man and then run away like a complete coward? What started as nothing but a simple challenge match has devolved into you completely pissing on my whole family name. There are going to be consequences for your actions, Dark Demon, and I'm going to make what I did to Bryce Dean look like an infant being coddled compared to the amount of punishment I'm going to deliver when we finally meet again. I'm not going to forget this, Dark Demon. I'm not going to forget all the torment, pain, and punishment you've put me through. I've become a new man through all this. I've become an even stronger individual who will no longer quit when he's beating the ever loving shit out of you. There isn't going to be pizza when you say "I Quit", just pain.

That's it. First loss. It took over two months, and it didn't even happen in 2015, the year I signed. It doesn't matter. Aren Mis-pronouncehislastname was the better man on Showdown, and he wasn't the right man to try to mess with mentally. That's the type of stuff kings are made of, and even if he doesn't become king, he may still become champion. That's the type of stuff champions are made of, too.

As for me, if there was some aura surrounding me because I was undefeated in EAW, it's gone now. It's pressure that won't be on my opponents anymore, but it's also pressure that will no longer be on myself. In a way, a loss is refreshing. We can all be normal now, provided my back heals up a little more. But, no matter - beyond the sore back and the jetlag, I'll be ready for an extreme rules match. I've been waiting to get into one of these.

Extreme rules matches aren't about brawn and aggression. Look at the people trying to bring extreme back into EAW - Hexa-gun. I never thought I'd find myself speaking about them in a positive light, but they're not the biggest people on the roster, and they're not hotheads. Instead, they're smart. They're innovative. Extreme rules matches are about turning experience into instinct. I'll hit Brett Kennedy with something that'll leave him spinning. It'll have taken me about half a second to think about it. Meanwhile, he'll charge ahead. Like he always does. And, he'll find himself in trouble if he can't charge into me like a rhinoceros. He'll walk right into my traps, and these traps may draw blood. When he sees his own blood, he'll get desperate. He'll attack. I'll counter and use everything he has against him.

People still probably think I'm old and past my prime. They think that I rely on the past to put my name in a good light. My past doesn't matter in any way except one: I can throw things at my opponents that they've never seen before. I stole a win from Mexican Samurai. I ruined Zach Genesis' return with a hit out of nowhere. I've been the only elitist in recent weeks - perhaps even months - to outwit our Interwire Champion... without cheating. If I can outwit her, there's no reason I can't outwit a hothead like Brett.

Now, I realize that my fans may be worried about my back. I'll be fine. I hear that there's some medicine around that will not only help heal my back faster, but it'll make me stronger, too. Better than ever. I hear a lot of football and baseball players use it and it helped them have great seasons off of injuries. I've never tried it before, but maybe if...

Cameraman: Er...

LC: Lyuncrust, you're the cameraman. You're not supposed to talk during these.

Lyuncrust: Yeah... I... gotta cut you off here. That stuff isn't legal. If this kind of "medicine" is connected with you, you might get in serious trouble. EAW might suspend you, and then you'd have to deny it repeatedly in order to throw off any investigation.

LC: What if I have it sent to my wife?

Lyuncrust: ...

Lauren (entering the scene): ...

Lyuncrust: *snicker*

*All three of them burst out laughing.*

Lyuncrust (singing): CHICKEN PARM YOU TASTE SO GOOD!!!!!!!!!!

LC: I've had my first loss thanks to Aren, but I can still have fun with wrestling. That's why I've stayed in EAW, that's why I've been successful in EAW, and that's why I'll be in a better mental state for a match than Brett Kennedy will EVER be.

Well, it looks like almost all of the EAW faithful’s King of Elite predictions went right down the shitter.

Drastik. Returning EAW legend. Hall Of Famer. Five Time World Champion. The man who returned after an almost two year hiatus and came walking down the ramp to shock the world. The man who pretty much told James Shields himself to piss off and scoffed at his Showdown contract to much controversy and fan fair. We all watched with baited breath as he picked up a microphone and he announced that he was coming back over to Dynasty as an entrant in the King of Elite tournament. With that announcement it seemed like everything changed. In an instant, if you were to take a look at every dirt sheet, forum or wrestling column on the internet, it was as if Drastik had already won because his name was smack dab on every projected winners list, he was without a doubt going to be King of Elite in their eyes, he was the most qualified, he was the most legitimate, he was the biggest threat in the bracket ; it all added up. He entered the bracket, knocked off Rhaegar and everything was going as planned but then BOOM. He ran into the brick wall known as Scott Oasis and he straight up lost to me in his second match. HIS SECOND MATCH! The supposed Dynasty finalist couldn’t even make it past the Quarter-Finals and it’s all thanks to me! I was right in my assumption, I told you all exactly how it was going to be, this Murderer’s Row of top contenders, none of them held a candle to the real threat ; me! The hottest commodity Dynasty could have picked up couldn’t even hang! You can’t keep on denying it anymore, can you not see the writing on the wall at this point? How much farther in this tournament must I go, how many more apparent “winners” must I slaughter before you realize that I really am the man who is going to win this thing, that this really is my time and I have earned the right to sit atop my throne and be heralded as Elite Answers Wrestling’s finest!? Everyone has always held this misconception about me, that I was lazy, that I was a good for nothing brawler who relied on sneak attacks and weapons. That was always their favorite thing to use against me until I conformed to the Elite era and still kept on winning. It didn’t stop there though. The next excuse was that I had a glass ceiling. They said that I couldn’t reach the main event no matter how I tried!....Look now. I closed Dynasty just last week and I won there! See the pattern? I eclipse what’s expected of me every single time! It’s not surprising you fools don’t see it though. People go out of their way to underestimate me, casting me aside while choosing to focus on the Elitists they see as more marketable or “cosmetically pleasing” to others.

This whole time that I have been denied the recognition that is owed to me, I have been taking all of that in, turning my anger into motivation and turning that motivation into improvement. Every week that went by where I wasn’t headlining, every time I had been counted out, I was growing exponentially, waiting for the chance to showcase that growth, waiting to prove you all wrong in spectacular fashion! This King of Elite tournament was the perfect opportunity to do so and I have yet to fail unlike all of those guys you see highlighted in the betting odds! Wanna know why that happened? Because they live off hype while I live off of results, this whole thing is do or die for me, that’s how important it should be to everyone else as well! All of these guys you idiots bandwagon, the wrestlers who we have shoved down our throats on a weekly basis is what is hurting this business, it gives EAW a false idea of who belongs. I brought this up before. Popularity does not mean capability.I’m tired of seeing these men who lack the talent or the willingness to put in effort enter this company and get treated like royalty because of their following. That’s exactly how it is for a lot of our top guys. Wish to say otherwise? I have proven it. Fan Favorite Pizza Boy : Destroyed. The “all but guaranteed winner” Drastik: I saw to it that his jets were cooled before he even got set for take off. These guys were never who they were praised as, they weren’t stars, they were fakes! This tournament is filled with frauds and mediocre athletes coasting by. Your heroes? Your favorites? They aren’t getting the crown, unfortunately, and I’ll gladly rain on everyone’s parade using this tournament until they get that through their skulls. In fact I get to continue the job right away because now all that’s left in the Dynasty bracket besides me is the epitome of “all hype”, the world famous choke artist and recipient of unnecessary title shots, Lucian Black!

Ah…..Lucian, Lucian, Lucian. You’re a great bullshitter, you know that? It’s amazing to watch you work your magic. You lose brutally every other month, you drop the ball time and time again, but  then you grab a mic, promise a new beginning and the fans are eating out of the palm of your hand. You got them clamoring for you even harder than the last time as you head into your next challenge, you lose that too and the cycle continues! Rinse and repeat. You’re a smooth talker, that’s how you’ve gotten by for years. You entice the simple minded with empty promises and the idea of getting to see good old fashioned cinderella story. When does it begin to wane though? When will they realize you just can’t do it, or better yet, when will YOU realize it? Cinderella eventually got what she wanted, but your reward, that big win, that world title, it has eluded you far longer than a whole book of those stories could ever last. After all of this time you have yet to find your happy fairy tail ending even though you’ve had more than enough chances to do so. I don’t know how you can lie to the audience and keep up the act as if you are one match away from realizing your dream. We’ve heard that same song and dance so many times it’s like listening to a broken record. The shoe just doesn’t fit for you. This isn’t a matter of underestimating you or you not having the platform to do so, we have years of evidence, years of your failures! These people are delusional and you have done such a great job at brainwashing them into this state they continue to support you through this all.

To think that only a few months ago you were being labeled Dynasty’s champion and the leader of the revolution! Kind of funny because if we rewind back a month and you’re the reason there even needed to be a revolution, but hey, if we just ignore that and move forward, we then see you contributing nothing to the cause to validate your position! Of course, until the end where you attacked a man before he even was prepared to leave his Chamber pod and then got out Hexa-Gun with the help of Senn. The Extreme Elimination Chamber. That one win. In a year of world title matches at some of the biggest pay per views of the year, the Brand Survival at Pain For Pride, the chance to be the first and only Dynasty Champion, the War Games match….a three way tag win is the only positive thing you can take away from 2015.

I’m genuinely curious, how can someone look at this tournament, sit back and say “You know what? I think Lucian Black is going to win King of Elite!”?

All of the love he gets, all of the merchandise, every god damn title match and marquee he has gotten, all off it is a fucking travesty. You people are investing in a guy that you will never get anything back from. Lucian will disappoint you over and over again. Want to know how I know that? I came with these same claims back in September, the week before Territorial Invasion. Me, Rhaegar and Kevin Devastation were the big bad invaders heading over onto enemy territory while Lucian Black was leading the front. He swore up and down that he was bringing a “W” to Dynasty Wrestling’s camp, he brushed off my claims and talked about how he was going to punch me like the macho man leader that he is. Bell rings and in about seven minutes, his shoulders were on the mat and EAW took home the win. He couldn’t do it then and he damn sure won’t do it now, especially not with the roll I’ve been on! For the past two years I’ve watched you stagnate Lucian. You squander everything given to you and instead of bettering yourself, all you do is whine like a little girl and shout at the camera about punching people to keep up your image as this badass rebel when the truth is you’re as corporate as it gets. You have “the look”. You have a silver tongue which attracts the people. You can easily be put in the category of cosmetically pleasing. You just can’t perform. When I eliminate you on Friday Night, it won’t just be a win for me, it will be a win for all of the real wrestlers in this company. Not some hack whose only use is to move merchandise.

Showdown Promo - Post match--Moving Forward

Backstage in his locker room Rex McAllister, who is still in his ring attire, is livid at what just took place in the battle royal. He is pacing as he begins.

*he stops*

You know? In this business there really isn't any such things as loyalty. And...really it's just part of the reason why several years back that I decided that if I was gonna get ahead and I was gonna be highly successful, but not just in the wrestling business, but in life I was going to do things and do those things for myself. My life has been about succeeding. Let's face facts if you have made it to this level then there is a good chance that you have been pretty successful at what you do.

Now honestly, speaking from experience, what Brayden and his hired security did tonight dumping me over the top rope. I can respect that Brayden was able to put together nice plan out there and see it come to fruition. I mean I will be perfectly honest. I used to depend on others to help me when I needed it too, but that only gets you so far Brayden and you'll find that out. I don't know who you are working for in the company. It really doesn't matter whether you are or you aren't. But hey I'm mad, bottom line. The Rex Master did the things he said he would. I even eliminated some more established guys in Luzmala and Zach Genesis. I did everything I said I would.  All the things accept win the battle royal. I was dumped over the top rope. A dubious elimination but nonetheless it goes down in EAW History of results as a match that was won by a nemesis of mine. He doesn't have to feel bad about anything right now.  He is what I was. Who I still am, but the notable exception is I do it alone. I earned my keep and I will continue to earn my keep. So you know Brayden, I can understand what you did. I just hope you didn't have to sell out to do it. Hope you didn't have to give up all your morals, beliefs, and the traits that make you, you. Cause if you did. Don't worry Brayden. I won't come looking for my revenge like you stated you would on me so many times previously. There is this thing Brayden, called Karma. It can be a real bitch! Karma will right the things that are corrupt and morally wrong. It may even have us crossing paths again sooner than you think. Ta, Ta for now Brayden, loser.

*walks out of the shot*

***SCENE ENDS***

DYNASTY PR0M0 #1
 
What happened last week on Mr. Mark Michaels show was unfortunate, and certainly not personal.  He was just unlucky enough to be in the wrong place at the wrong time.  Because where I come from, the truest measure of a man is not how he handles himself in defeat, but rather how he picks himself up from it.  After being so unjustly, unfairly, and unceremoniously ejected from my position as EAW Chairman, I knew it was crucial for me to send the right message to everyone.  I sent a clear and vicious message when I buried Jacob Senn alive in a pool of broken glass and blood on EAW’s Award Show.  But then I wasn’t able to advance in the King Of Elite Tournament in my match against Carlos Rosso.  So the obvious question anyone would be asking himself or herself at this point is…what do I do now?  Where do we go from here?  For me that answer is simple.  We stay exactly where we are, and we do the same thing we’ve been doing for over a year now…rule this kingdom!  Everyone thinks that I’ve finally been vanquished and that the big bad villain will crawl back into his hole so everyone can live happily ever after.  Well, in the words of Kevin Spacey…WRONG!!!  I’ll admit at first I thought I had been defeated at Road To Redemption.  I fell into the usual pit of despair, drowning myself in drink and debauchery.  I vowed revenge against those who had wronged, promising to drag them down to hell with me, as I did to Senn.  But after some time has passed and the more I thought about it, I realized something.  I hadn’t been defeated, but rather I had been given an opportunity!  I was now finally free to rule this company as it needed to be, only this time I had no Board of Directors and no bureaucracy to slow me down.  I don’t need an official title to run this company.  I was going to be like the gangsters of old.  Men like Al Capone, who ran their respective cities from the shadows, greasing the right palms, acquiring power, and taking down anyone who said differently.  Now I’m free to run this company without any constraints!  My Empire may be dead, but soon my First Order will rise from its ashes!  That is why I did what I did to Mark Michaels.  To let him, and everyone else know that nothing really has changed.  The only difference is now you’ve taken the dog off his chain, leaving him free to bite anyone he likes!  But Mark isn’t willing to just lie down and take the ass kicking I gave him last week.  Now he wants a measure of revenge against me and give me my own ass kicking.  An admirable quality I’ll concede, but ultimately foolish.  So to put things into perspective for you Michaels, I only have one question for you…who are you compared to me?!  I look at you and see nothing but a David Letterman wannabe, and you’re less than that as a wrestler!  You think having your own “talk show” in EAW will make you relevant?!  The only people here who rely on “talk shows” and “segments” to get themselves promoted are those who don’t have the ability to do it with their wrestling skill!  You fighting me is like a pig putting it’s own head on the chopping block, with the apple already in its mouth.  I have more accolades to my name than the accolades you’ve actually dreamed of for yourself!  I’ve faced and defeated opponents so far out of your league you can’t even see them!  I’m this company’s master chess player, while you’re just a rookie still struggling at checkers!  The difference between us is as obvious as the difference between the Mona Lisa and a 2nd Grade art project!  When we step into that ring on Friday, you will be the first sacrifice on the altar on my new, even more powerful regime!  I will whip you like a disobedient slave!  I will show you that you, and anyone else I claim, is my property!  And if I want to break to hurt my property…I will!  Your pain, your blood, your humiliation, your defeat will be the reminder everyone needs to realize that while someone else may sit in the Chairman’s seat, Zack Crash will ALWAYS rule you!  Look around you and you can still see my influence, my mark on wrestling!  Extreme is still Elite!  I own this place because I created what it is today!  And possession is nine-tenths!  This is still MY EAW!  You all just don’t know it yet!  So maybe it’s time I educate you all, starting with Mark Michaels.
 

Class is in session!   

Dynasty Promo #2










The Scene opens inside the home of "Picture Perfect" Mark Michaels.  The sound of Rain is heard in the back ground as Michaels dims the lights , and starts up a clip from the EAW Award show on his projector.  




Deadprez: CRASH IS OUT COLD! JACOB DUMPS HIS SLUMP BODY BACK ON THE STAGE! Jacob stands back on his feet as he looks around to the cheering crowd AS HE’S NOT GOING TO END IT WITH THAT! Jacob grabs Crash and heaves him up on his feet, as he’s still knocked out from the Willbreaker! Jacob pulls him under his legs AS HE TAUNTS TO THE CROWD! GOOD GOD! HE HAS HIM FROM JACOB’S LADDER! HE WANTS TO DO THE STYLES CLASH OFF THE STAGE AND ONTO THE CEMENT FLOOR!



Michaels: "The son of a bitch can take a punch, I'll give him that."


Stew-O: THIS COULD BE THE MOVE THAT ENDS IT ALL! JACOB’S LADDER! WAIT! JACOB FLIPS OFF THE STAGE AND FALLS DOWN ON HIS BACK! BACK BODY DROP OFF THE STAGE! WHAT HAPPENED? IT’S ZACK CRASH! CRASH WASN’T OUT! HE CRAWLS UP TO HIS FEET AS HE LOOKS DOWN TO SEE THAT THE WRECKAGE THAT HE LEFT SENN IN! He jumps down towards Senn as he pulls him up! He takes Senn near the hole AS HE HOOKS HIM FROM BEHIND! CHAOS REIGNS! THE FULL NELSON FACEBUSTER INTO THE PIT! BOTH MEN FALL INTO THE PIT AS CRASH SEEMINGLY LANDS THE MOVE!





Michaels: "Looks like he can give one too."


Deadprez: Nothing is happening! Both men are in the hole and nothing has happened! Someone has to crawl out and flip the switch to bury their opponent, but who will it be? WAIT! THERE’S A HAND! WHO IS IT? IT’S… IT’S… IT’S ZACK CRASH! ZACK CRASH CRAWLS OUT OF THE HOLE AS JACOB SENN IS STILL DOWN THERE! ZACK CRASH CRAWLS TOWARDS THE CRANE AS HE MAKES HIS WAY OVER! HIS BODY HAS TAKEN DESTRUCTION AND DECIMATION FROM THE FABLED CONQUEROR, BUT COULD THIS BE THE END?
Stew-O: ZACK CRASH INCHES HIS WAY TO THE CRANE! HE MAKES IT AS HE NOW STARTS TO PULL HIMSELF UP! HE KEEPS CLIMBING AS THE TOLL HAS ALREADY BEEN TAKEN ON HIS BODY IN ADDITION TO WHAT HE TOOK IN THE ELIMINATION CHAMBER! HE REACHES HIS FEET! HE GOES OVER TO THE LEVER! HE HAS IT IN HIS HANDS!
Michaels watch Intently, studying Cash's body language


 Zack Crash: SEE YOU IN HELL, JACOB SENN!!!!
Michaels: "Pause it right there, T.J."
T.J. does as he's told, pausing on a shot of Crash with that dvilish smile of his.  Michaels raises out of his seat, and takes a few steps towards the screen.  Michaels stares at the eyes of Zach crash, trying to peak into the window of his heart, mind, and soul.
Michaels: "You're one tough bastard, but this took everything you had left in you.  You were obsessed with beating Senn, but you were also afraid.  You were afraid you couldn't actually do it, weren't you?"


Michaels snaps his fingers, and T.J. flips on the nearby light switch.


T.J.: "So, why was he afraid?"
Michaels: "Because he knew he was fighting someone who was better then him.  It happens when hater actually have to stand toe to toe with the people they've talked shit about.  Now granted, Zack Crash has survived beatings that would retire other men, but this time he knew he was getting a luck break.  That's why he seemingly snapped after this.  He wants other to be afraid of him, to hide the fact that deep down he's just a scared, little, bitch."
T.J.: "Are you sure? He doesn't look scared to me."
Michaels: "look deeper, you can see that everything about him in this shot is just for show.  He's like those blow fish that swell up so that other fish don't eat them.  That Zack Crash right now.  That's why he snapped on Jacob Senn at the award show, that's why he attacked me last week on Dynasty last week.  Truth be told, if he tried this strategy on anyone else it would have worked, but I see thru him, and all his bullshit psychosis.  He's trying to break down everyone mentally, so he can break them down psychically.  And again, so far he played it to perfection, Well almost Perfection.
See he forgot that he was trying to screw with the man who not only has the Perfect body, but the Perfect mind as well.  And just like in that Carlos Rosso match he had a few weeks ago, when his little mind games don't work, Crash is going to fold up like an accordion! "
T.J.: "You think so?"
Michaels: "I know so little man.  Believe you me T, this Friday night I'm going to kick Zack's ass so hard, the entire Carolina Panthers defense is going to feel it.  I'm going to humiliate him so badly that he'll have no other chioce than to go back to all that extreme sports crap he used to do like cliff diving, and sticking  squirrels up his hillbilly, West Virginia ass!   Or at the very least, he'll think twice before he tries to mess with the Twitter Trendsetter, the Instagram Icon, the Hashtag Hero, whose millions, upon millions of followers have chosen him to be their undisputed Social Media Champion.  "Picture Perfect" Mark Michaels."
T.J.: "I bet he will."
Michaels: "You're damn right he will.  Because this Friday night, the mind games are over, both for me, and EAW as a whole.  Live on Dynasty, Zack Crash finds out that when you try to up stage EAW's brighest star, your ass gets burnt to a char, now tell T.J., can you Picture THAT!"
T.J.: "Yes I can."
Michaels: "Good, now come along, you have time to post a few of my selfies on twitter, and then it's lights out."


T.J. runs off to get his phone with a huge smile painted on his face.  Michaels takes one last look at the image of Zack Crash still on the screen.
Michaels: "Smile while you can, you son of a bitch."
Michaels flips off the lights and leaves the room.


WITH THAT THE PICTURE FADES TO BLACK.

The scene begins at the Ryōgoku Kokugikan Sumo Hall but it dark and the camera can't see much but a light appears in the center with Azumi Goto wearing a doll face mask in the middle of the ring. As she lifts her mask, she looks around the ring.

Azumi: It feels great to be back home. This place is special to me, it was where I made my pro debut.

Azumi: So far EAW has been a great experience, everything I've done is for this moment to make myself known to the world. Women like Aria would tell me that I'm talentless and I will never make it.


Azumi: News Flash, I made it!!!! All those comments just made me stronger.

The camera zooms in closer.

Azumi: People ask me why I call myself the Queen of Submission because the world gave me the name. I mastered the art of making people tap. You know Aria when I came here being hyped as the ultimate women's wrestler. I intend to carry that weight and prove myself to the vixen division.

The Camera does a 360 around Goto.

Azumi: It time to dethrone the empress.

Everyone give a round of applause for the pure redundancy of stupidity that he possesses, and I've never met someone who went above and beyond to feign ignorant to the past that he doesn't want to admit. I see a man who looks at all his collegiate trophies with fear in his eyes because of the ever growing gap on that bridge towards greatness.  That bridge doesn't contain simple steps like it did in college where your coaches gave you easy classes in order to keep the school APR up, imagine if you were trying to become a STEM major while becoming an All-American?  That is what trying to become the world champion in EAW is like, and you will never understand the kind of sacrifice it takes to be the very best here in the land of elite. Let's be honest, kid. You just don't have the heart or desire to ever make it in this company because in the face of adversity....you back down like a little bitch. 

This is the kind of match that makes legends, and you have the opportunity of a lifetime, so why are you flushing it down the toilet? You have the chance to take down a hot, rising star in front of his hometown fans right before the fight of his life with Dark Demon. Why don't you grow a sack and show that you actually care instead of feeding me canned lines?  At this rate, this isn't going to be a competitive match where you take me down and do a fireman's carry, because I'll wrestle you to the ground and give you a banana split. You don't think that I trained in amateur wrestling as well?

I'm sure that the only reason you compete in amateur wrestling was because you had homosexual tendencies and you were hiding these tendencies with an overtly display of machismo but I bet that while riding your opponent... you enjoyed giving them the oil check a little too much. In fact, I was taking a look at the newspaper headlines of your recent college meets and it looks like you were disqualified for too much oil checking. I better watch my ass when I come into Battleground because you look like the type of dumbass that oil checks and then smells his finger in order to get off. I told the fans that I'm going to fight for them and now I have to vanquish this perverted, finger-smelling, oil-checking, inbred looking hillbilly wrestler who comes from a University that everyone absolutely hates. 

Dreams don't come true and I had to learn that the hard way when I had my dreams taken away via a spike that stabbed me directly in my brain and now all I suffer from is from nightmares. I'm your nightmare, Lucas Johnston, and I'm here to make sure that I take away every dream you have of making a successful debut. This is going to be an absolute squash match, I'm going to make sure that you don't get a single bit of offense in. Dark Demon is going to watch this match in fear as he looks at your face and realizes that it could be very well himself, against this rejuvenated monster that has woken up.

See you on Monday, bitch.

Now Victor why wouldn't I respond? Only people who are afraid wouldn't respond to you and well trust me my dear friend I'm far from scared.  Now I don't know who you're trying to prove anything too but trying to prove to whoever that might be that you can beat me is a bit absurd.  I'm glad you're not in  this for the fame because it's obvious you aren't going to get none here.  However the whole wanting to destroy "Weaklings" thing is a bit far fetched too.  First off you can't destroy me I mean you can't even hurt me at that.  The second thing being I am no weakling you've seen what I'm capable of you've seen what I can do in the ring so let's not act like all of the sudden I am any other Elitist on Battleground.  I am much more then that and the only reason I'm even on this show this week is to get them some ratings.  You just might end up like another Jay Omen and be the face of Battleground.   But, hey at least you're goal of destroying weaklings has a better chance of happening on Battleground then any other show.  


Victor I don't need you to be nice to me.  I told you already how impolite I am you told me already how impolite I am.  Now that's supposed to change for the likes of you? Please I'm not hiding behind anything I know my worth in this company and to be completely fucking honest it's not stuck on Battleground going against some fake ass doctor who I'm supposed to think is "Crazy".   You are the one hiding behind this persona of yours.  This who I am I do hold myself to a high standard and that's because I can.  See you can't Victor you haven't done anything to put yourself on such a high standard. You don't know you're worth simple because you don't have one.  You hate children? Well guess what you are a damn child yourself.   Only children act like something their not.  Only children make up crazy personas for themselves and act it out.  However that's only for one day though on Halloween.  You do it for a god damn living Victor.  


You're damn right I'm the biggest name you faced.  It doesn't get any bigger then Chris Elite especially for someone like you Victor.  So let's stop acting like you deserve to face bigger opponents then me(Assuming their are any).  Let's stop with all the bullshit lies and be honest like I am.  This isn't me being some generic cocky douche bag but when the cameras are off I'm some low self esteemed low life.  Nope I'm the same damn way when the cameras are off.  You on the other hand probably put the lame doctor toys away.  Go to you're family(If you have one) and tell them how big a mistake you've made by disrespecting me.  You put the stuffed rats away and let you're dogs out the back room where you are recording this nonsense.  You pet them and tell them messing me was a mistake.   See Victor if it's a challenge you want then it's one you'll get...


However I hope you know exactly what you are asking for, when you ask ME to give you a challenge.  I mean to be honest at this point I think you are biting off more then you can chew.  If you win which is pretty much impossible so let's not talk about what happens if you win.  WHEN you lose I just prove yet again I can back up my words and just back up the fact I can beat you.  WHEN you lose I am going to keep it moving.   Not give you a second thought because you are not worth the second thought.  So I don't care what type of virus you become because the virus you might become isn't strong enough to take me out.  Also if you didn't get the memo already VICTOR I'll call you what I want.  I mean would you rather  me call you "The weird guy with a bunch of weird props he uses when he speaks about his opponents".  Or "The odd character who's so unattractive and his body odor is so bad he has more then a couple of rats surrounding him"? I don't think so.  To be honest though it's like I said it doesn't matter what I call you because after Monday no one is going to care about you anymore.  The only reason they care now is because of you're opponent.  Which is me.  I am the reason people are worried about you.  After this you'll just go back to being in that dark shadow alone where no one will never acknowledge you again. You are the one with nothing, like you said facing me is the biggest challenge for you yet.  And you won't capitalize on that by beating me nope... After this you will continue facing whoever Battleground throws at you and you better believe whoever that might be is not on my level.   You will be the one left with less while you will watch me on Dynasty every night coming close to achieving my goal.   I'll let you know this though Iconomy is looking for another "Freak" since we dropped Eclipse and were taking applications.  Just contact me or JJ and I'm sure we'll get back to ASAP.  Since you know we'll be the only reason you get to see a main brand anyway.  See you on Battleground VICTOR.

Finally someone speaks up and wow guess what it's none other then Victor Adams .  Victor you asked me if I had any other goals other then just victories and of course I do I mean that's a pretty stupid question to ask. However though, how much success are you going to have without victories? Am I supposed to set a goal for myself and not want a victory? Am I just supposed to set a goal and come nowhere close to accomplishing that goal because I am losing?  I have a dream I have a goal and it's to make my name known in this company it's to prove to everyone I am no joke and I am to be taken seriously.  Now if I don't say so myself I've been doing a damn good job at that.  My goal for 2016 is the same as everyone else's in this company and that's to make it my year and the only difference between me and the people with the same goal I'm the only one who's still going fourth with it.  I'm the only one who's stuck behind that goal.  I have not been pinned in 2016 so far matter of fact my back hasn't even touched the mat in 2016.  You know you're right about one thing though I do like being impolite.  It's kind of my thing you know? Like you're thing is taking weird patients in and then talking about what you plan on doing to you're opponent while doing an operation on them.  So let's not judge each other and the things were into okay? 


I don't hold the match highly Victor I just brought it up to make sure everyone knows what I am capable of doing to someone if they step in the ring with me that's all.  I mean that's only if you haven't seen my match at House Of Glass where I stole the show.  Or the match where I pinned Carlos or maybe the match where I pinned TLA.  Now those are matches I hold pretty high maybe not as high as JJ since he loves bringing them up but they are high on the list.  However that's going to change soon enough those matches will reach the bottom of the list on what I hold high.   Now Victor what matches exactly do you hold high?  I mean what matches can you possibly hold high anyway?  The one not to long ago over Daniel Marshall? Well guess what? I've been there and I've done that if you go back to the award show where I CARRIED my team to a win that's the exact man I pinned.  So it's nothing to really brag about.   Victor you are going to wish that leaving you're oven on was one of the fears you had while in the ring with me however though you won't be thinking about that once that bell rings and you realize what is going to happen.  By the way I can really give a rat's ass what you're name is.  Victor, Maero or Adams it doesn't matter to me. It doesn't matter to anyone not even the ring announcer for Battleground because he'll be announcing me as the winner not you.  So let's not act like I should care what you're name is Chris Elite will call you what the hell he wants.


Now,  VICTOR.  I'm not sure if a match is exactly you've been dreaming of maybe you should rephrase that and say "It's something that's given me nightmares".   Yes I think that is more appropriate don't you?   Well then again I can see while you've been dreaming about having a match with me.  You know what stepping in the ring with me can do for you and that's actually make people give a flying fuck about you or you're name.  I'm aware of how big of a game I am talking by saying that since making you relevant is a hard task but I've completed tougher ones.  So this isn't one I should be worried about.  Just like I shouldn't be worried about my ego popping like a balloon or shattering like a wine glass.  Just a simple threat from a simple man.  Just like you telling me you will send me to the afterlife is just a simple threat.  It's a blind threat.  It's a threat you won't be able to live up to because at the end of the day, at the end of the match when the bell rings guess what Victor? I'll still be alive and after the match I'll still be feeling the same way I felt before the match... Perfectly fine.  Trust me I won't forget you're name Victor however you might have a hard time remembering mine and yours after one Box Office Smash.  I apologize though for ruining you're mood but don't be surprised when you're mood is more ruined when my hand is raised and you are laying on the floor looking up at me wishing that you facing me stayed a dream and wasn't a reality.

Ah, another day another victory for Chris Elite.  I mean not only did I pick up a victory I picked up a career.  I told you all what I was going to do and I did just that and more.  Jed should of listened to the name of the finisher and protected his neck.  Now look at him in a hospital somewhere crying for his foster mother to come take care of him.  Me and Big Mike have Dynasty terrified right now and Big Mike didn't even have to get involved just imagine what goes down when he does.  Also Eclipse that's how you an end a career not that bullshit you did to Regulator 2 weeks ago.  Jed Gannon will never step in the ring with me again.


I mean to be honest I doubt anyone wants to get in the ring with me again after what I did.  Victor Adams? He's probably shaking in his boots right now after watching that.  He's probably praying Eclipse get's to him before I do just like Eclipse got to Regulator before I did.   Listen Victor unlike some of my upcoming opponents I actually know who you are and I'm pretty impressed by what you are able to do... Impressed enough to think you have a chance of beating me? No. but I am impressed.  I mean you are also coming off a pretty quick victory yourself I mean of course you didn't do the damage I did but hey you won in a short amount of time.  This time though won't be so easy I mean it won't be easy at all Victor.  You know it I know it the WORLD knows it Victor the chances of you even getting my back on the mat is slim to none.  So imagine what the chances of you beating me are? I mean I might just do you a favor and have Big Mike wrestle for me.  So while I respect the effort you'll put into the match (If you even decide to show up) it isn't going to matter.  


Now onto the last topic of discussion my fatal four way match on Dynasty. I think it might be time to get the #WhosMyOppponent trending again this week.  To be honest I just think Dynasty management just hand me the people they are to scared to fire and get rid of and just have me make sure they can't get in the ring again.  Which I understand firing people can be tough I just hope I get something in return for doing the work for you guys.  Now I know me being cocky and asking people who my opponent is might be getting generic.  It might be getting boring...  Then again nothing Chris Elite does can get boring.   Really though it's just being honest.  I mean what do you guys want me to do? Do you want me to lie and act like I know my opponent and tell them how much I respect them? Have you guys not heard the saying "God doesn't like liars"? Which pretty much means he doesn't like half the Elitist in EAW and most of the fans in attendance.  Now I know my opponents if they even decide to grow a pair and speak up will tell you all and lie to you all talking about how they don't know me knowing damn well they saw what I did on Dynasty on Friday and pissed their pants when they heard they had to get in the ring with me next.  I mean it's cool though I respect it I understand some of you have have to lie to the fans to get some type of reaction out of them.  Me on the other hand I just act like myself whether they like it or not.  Thing is if they don't like me it's because they KNOW I'm not lying they KNOW I am telling the truth.   They KNOW I am God's Given Greatness they KNOW I am The Fresh Prince of Dynasty just like deep down you guys know.  So go ahead call me generic all you want.  Tell me I'm way to cocky It's doing nothing but feeding my already huge ego and making me that much more cocky.  You guys are just JEALOUS you have no reason to be this cocky.  You have no reason to have an ego as big as mine.  So I suggest you all go backstage talk to the people of Dynasty and tell them to make this a handicap match because that's the only way you guys have a chance of pinning me.  Matter of fact Victor can skip Battleground and get on this too.  I'd love to leave this off with a shitty catchphrase but instead I'll just end it with some catchy yet true hashtags...

Eclipse let out a soft laugh to himself as he ran through the messages on his phone. The room he was in smelled too acrid for his liking, but he knew that he couldn’t open up the door. No...that would risk something that he wasn’t in the mindset of risking. After all, you had to plan things out accordingly, make sure that all of your risks are accounted for and taken care of. His mother had taught him that. Never make a risk too great that it will cost you in the long run. The last time he had faced Eden one on one he had learned that the hard and brutal way. He had lost...and it was a painful loss. One that he would not forget anytime soon. The rustling behind him alerted him to the urgency of his cause so he flicked a second phone to contacts and looked through it. Sliding it along to where it read “Eden” he tapped on the phone, turning it to speaker and allowing it to ring until it reached the voicemail. This brought a smile to his face and he laughed again.


“Aww. C'mon Eden, pick up your phone. I know it’s a bit tacky but I do believe that you know me best enough to understand that my theatrics are possibly my greatest aspects. Think about it. Would our short little feud that made headlines really have been so impressive, had it not been for who we were at that time? Really, it all was such fun to experience with you. A world of which two sides, light and dark, would finally do battle to determine which side would win. In the end...the light prevailed. Look at you. You have grown so much since that last time. You’ve improved so very much from then. You have become a shining star in the halls of Voltage...but every star has a shadow. You haven’t been the only one that’s been improving. I’ve taken out monsters and I’ve toppled down legends...because in the end that’s what I am to you. You deserve to be in the spotlight but a king isn’t a person who belongs in the light that you thrive in.


Think about it. A king...a true king...isn’t a benevolent or kind being. Not the truly great kings. Not the truly famous and powerful rulers. No. Was Attila the Hun a dweller in the light? What about Pol Pot? Vlad Tepes or Ivan the Terrible? No. And their reigns were glorious. Beacons of darkness in a world full of light and happiness. A reminder that, this is the world that they live in. You have had your shining beacons, your moments of greatness...but not when it comes to this. In this...you face down a darkness that even you cannot understand. You are reaching your hand into an abyss that is more than happy to reach back and tear your soul free. Does this anger you? Does it annoy you? To know that no matter how much you improve, no matter how fast you improve, that I have improved just as easily and just as readily. You can’t compare to me...not anymore. You are still that sad little boy that came to me on Battleground. You danced with the devil, but you think that you crawled out of hell unscathed. It’s untrue. It’s very untrue. You still bear the scars from my claws. You bleed from my bites. You have wounds. Me? Physical wounds. Those scars heal. I left you with the mentality to improve...and on Voltage I will leave you with one more mental scar...the scar of true and utter failure. You will fail all those fans that are chanting your name. You will fail all those in EAW that believe in you. You will fail...oh...I almost forget. Your failure starts here.”


Eclipse set the phone against the wooden table as he gripped the man’s hands, slamming them down onto the table beside the phone as he pulled out another different phone and snapped a quick image. The priest of Gabriel’s old church. The man that Gabriel had went to when he had tortured Eclipse after kidnapping him. He laughed twisting his wrist as he looked at the picture before sending it to Eden’s contact that he had on that phone before cracking it against the ground, destroying the phone completely. He let out a slow breath, allowing himself to calm down before gripping the back of the man’s head and slamming it into the table, once more beside the phone.


“Do you think that I wouldn’t learn some personal information about you Eden? I was interested...and I have sources of my own. The darkness holds a lot of secrets, secrets that the light that you believe in will never show you. I tracked down this old man...this...beacon of morality and a sinless life. I personally don’t understand how anyone can bare to listen to his rhetoric. It’s always the same. Hellfire and damnation for things that people find great and enjoyable. Sacrifice and melancholy for the inevitability of death...because the off-chance exists that some great voice in the sky is going to open up his gates for you to enjoy a paradise of eternal worship. They call me insane...but they call people like that believers. You were a sheep like that. You followed this man blindly, believing everything that he spewed out of his mouth. What’s the difference between me and him? Well the biggest difference would be that I don’t threaten with false things to get people to follow me. I speak the truth. I tell of the world and all of its ills, of the darkness that dwells within all man, and above all else...of how true salvation comes from within. Not from some outside cosmic source that follows his own whim.”

He slammed his head back into the table, grinning at the crack of wood and the sound of bones and teeth splintering away. With a smirk he tugged the man down to the ground, throwing him directly against the opposite wall before he reached across the table, withdrawing a dagger and twirling it in his hand. He kissed it before grabbing the priest once more by the neck slamming him down onto the table and grinning as he jabbed the knife beside the phone leaning down to whisper into the receiver.


“You failed him, Eden. Turning your back on him, on the people that once cared for you to follow into this new light. He would be disgusted with you, wouldn’t he? Knowing that you turned away from him and his teaching...you failed him. You failed him in how you have acted...and now you have failed him in letting me find him this easily. Just like you are going to fail them on Voltage.”

Eclipse grinned as the knife slid its way through the man's throat, pushing up into the jaw until the tip just barely touched the roof of the mouth. His arm tilted up, snapping the brittle old bones as he heard the man let out a gurgling last breath. All that was needed. Quick and silent. He pulled the dagger free, letting the body fall lifelessly to the ground beside him before he picked up the phone and slid the bloody dagger along the screen before yawning again.


“It’s late Eden. I won’t wait for you. On Voltage you will understand the consequences of your failure against me, and you will sow the seeds of your own destruction that you have committed against me. The crowd will watch you fail them...and you will never rise from the ashes of your defeat. That is the truth...that is how your sins will be absolved. Come Eden…walk into the darkness with me. I’m waiting.”