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Post by Dante on Aug 19, 2012 18:39:32 GMT -4
Things were beginning to boil out of control on Monday Night Meltdown. Nobody was getting along with anybody and as the weeks pass by, tempers are flaring. Feuds here, feuds there, feuds everywhere. Newcomers are getting into it with one another, Hall of Famers are trying to keep their claim to fame, others are trying to get noticed by going out and destroying any and every thing that stands in the way. Shit was getting real. No one was holding anything back. Slowly, this show has turned into a dog eat dog warzone. No one was safe...even the people who were normally set to appear on the "Higher" shows. These pass few weeks have been Hell on earth and the Main Event for this week was not going to break the chain. If anything, things around here were going to get worse. Things were going to explode. With Shockwave nearby, everyone was trying to take momentum to ride in with. How do you do that some may ask? Simple...survive and conquer. Old or new, young or old, it did not matter. If you were in the way...you were going to get bowled over.
The scene slowly fades open and reaveals an all red room. There was nothing in it, just a big red empty room. Suddenly a figure dressed in all black with a hoodie over his head appears. The camera zooms in to try and get a closer look to disearn the figure's identity but it is to no avail. The hoodie successfully masked the face. Zooming out, the camera reveals the figure's full black covered body.
"Before I begin about this week's match, I have a few things to address. Lets begin with a few weeks ago. A few weeks ago...I met a man. He believed himself to menacing, imposing, and scary. However, I was not afraid and when I boldly confronted him like a man...he got angry. Time would pass by and little did anyone know, I would pull out a victory over the big guy. In an embarrassed rage, he began to take aim of me...trying to bully me. However...I only stepped up...much to his dismay. When he had a chance to end it...he instead threw me out of the ring and pinned another body. This act was one of cowardice. He knew he could not secure a pinfall on me so he went and picked up an easy win. Our little feud did not end there though...because deep down...he didn't want it too. He wants to keep this little one-ups-manship game going. However, I don't play games and I'm through with this. Last week, you dropped you guard and you found yourself knocked the fuck out. I don't thing you want that to happen again now don't you? Heed my warning...stop playing or else I will destroy you. You here me Shadow?"
He pauses for a bit. By this time everyone who had been keeping up with Shadow for the past few weeks knew who this man could possibly be. Dante. Shadow and Dante had been getting at each other for a couple of weeks now. Dante gained the lead on Shadow by leaving him in a daze after an attack from behind. This week they both were schedualed to compete on opposite sides in the upcoming hellacious ten man tag match featuring Michael Harris as the special referee.
Dante would remove his hood revealing his painted facial features.
"Last week I didn't get booked which meant I had a great deal of free time last Monday. Some may be wondering...how did you spen it? How? Simply by knuckle dusting the hell out of Shadow. Well, this week I am booked in this ten man tag. Ten people...thats a bit much don't you think? If that wasn't bad enough they then go and put in people who don't like each other in it and act like this shit isn't going to implode. This match ins't going to be a Main Event wrestling match...no. It is going to turn into a war zone. The only question is...when. I wouldn't be surprised that by the end of the night, they ring were were fighting on is broken. This is going to be hellacious."
Pausing for a bit, he shakes his head while a chuckle escapes his mouth. This was funny. After a few seconds of laughing, he begins to speak again.
"Moving on, lets see who is all in this match. On team one, we have myself as well as Michael Lively, Carmen Rivera, Krunk and Stefan Raab. Hmmm. Interesting choices to say the least. Who the hell came up with this? Its like they're asking for us to betray each other. Its no secret that I hated Carmen ever since she won that title. I thank my lucky stars that she doesn't have it anymore. Bitch was trippin'. Ok...Lively doesn't have to many friends on this side of the woods. I don't know to much about Raab to comment on but it looks as though he and Carmen are not the best of pals either. Last but not least we have Krunk, who, apparently got arrested and is now on some superhero type shit. I don't know. Interesting partners but I'm not going to put all my trust in them. The feelings are probably mutual."
Dante looks at his phone to see the who his opponents are going to be tonight. When he finishes reading...his eyes widen and a smile stretches across his face.
"It seems the second team is composed of a few indivuduals who command respect. My opponents tonight are to be Assassin, Young Mannie, Shadow, Benny Horrowitz and Yarmouth. I honestly don't really know about Assassin so I don't think I'll be speaking on him. Young Mannie..."Mr.420". Aside from the fact that I competed against him once is all I can speak on. Up next is none other than my buddy ol' pal Shadow. Listen up Shadow. Tonight...I'm going to finish what I started with you. Between you and me, this is more than a match. So even if we don't come out with the win, you can be your ass that you won't be able to celebrate. I'm pretty sure you're estatic to hear that...I know I was estatic to say that. Moving on is Benny Harrowitz who ate the pin and was Shadow's escape goat out of our fatal four way match a few weeks back. And last is Yarmouth...very intimidating. You may be a beast...but it doesn't mean anything if you can't win. You get my drift? It doesn't pay to dominate the whole match and still come up on the losing end. Ask Shadow if you don't believe me...he is a perfect example of this."
He pauses for a second before beginning.
"Oh yeah...and then there is our special guest ref Michael Harris. I don't have any animosity towards you but that can change if you so much think to screw us over. You best call this match right down the middle because if you continue your little handiwork...I may be forced to step in and intervene on my teammate's behalf."
Things were about to get interesting. Everyone was going to be aiming to rip each other apart. There was no certainty that any of the eleven megastars participating in the main event would come out the same. One thing was for certain though, everyone was going to compete. Everyone was bout dat winning life...except Yarmouth apparently. Dante escpecially was. This match meant something to him. It was another chance to show Shadow what he was made of. He wanted to let the bigger man know that he was indeed for real. As the lights began to flicker off Dante would just stand there. The camera would begin viewing on his dark eyes as the lights continued to flicker on and off. When the camera was completely focused on his eyes, thered room would become pitch black with only Dante's,now glowing green eyes, focused in the camera. As the scene begins to fade away, the words "BEWARE SHADOW" would appear in bold red letters as the scene came to a close. |
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