Post by brandonnytrus on Oct 19, 2012 20:09:29 GMT -5
The Back Alley Somewhere in Las Vegas, NV
October 19th, 2012
11:23 PM[/center]
The October air has become crisp and cool. Autumn has set in. Leaves are falling on the street. There's an alleyway off to the side in between a cafe and a closed down warehouse that reads "Newman's Parts & Goods", an old auto part shop. There's a silhouette of a tall, muscular man at the end of the alley.
The camera moves closer and closer towards the end. The man is wearing a leather jacket with a black hoodie underneath it. His hood is up, and he's wearing jeans and a chained belt. He is laughing quietly.
Brandon: Last night, I will not let last night step in the way of my path to destruction. Yes, it was a very unfortunate night last night. But, the sands of time are shifting. Shifting in my direction. As people around the world are recognizing what I possess... What I have to share. Fischer? Reign? You will get your answer next week. On Thursday Night Takedown, where I make my mark each and every week.
As for what's next in my career? The real question is what won't happen next. All I know is, The Hardcore Icon is about to go on a rampage. About to go on a crusade to save the art and lifestyle that is Hardcore. With my new attitude and my new strength... I can not lose. I can not make mistakes. I will make sure that every single person that tunes into an MPW Televised show will understand that I am not to be messed around with. I'm more than just some kid. Main event or not, I am more talented than every single other man on this roster and I know it. It took four men to get as close as I did to the MPW World Heavyweight Championship. I did it all by myself. Twice. Granted, I did not win. But it was an experience. An experience that will launch me to new heights in this industry. I came in here looking to make a name for myself and I did. And now, I aim for the stars. I am for the highest crown ever created by man... Being known as the "Greatest Wrestler In The World". How to do that? By defeating the current best... By making my path to the top and taking it. Trey Baxter, you haven't seen the last of me. Oh no, this is not the end for us. I will be back. And when I am, you will not be able to defeat me. You will not be able to see past what I hide underneath. Because by that time, there will be nothing underneath but darkness and an abyss of nothing. You will fall into a world of confusion and distraught. Maybe last night wasn't what you expected from me. That could be both pleasant or not so pleasant for you. But what it is for me, is a step in a new direction. The direction to the crown. You tell me I am not a warrior, but a coward. A fluke. A nobody. And that's all I am? That's all I'll ever be? I've taken you to the limit more than once now. Like I said, you could barely beat three other guys, and it was harder for you to defeat me. Is that saying something, Trey? Is that telling you something? Do you think you may have to wake up now? I am more than just another face in the locker room. I'm way more than just some kid you don't acknowledge in the hallway, This isn't High School, Trey. This isn't a caste system. I can change where I stand on all levels. I can become something you're not. I am something you're not. And that's what you're afraid of, isn't it? You know I can beat you. You know that I am way more than what you make yourself out to think I am. I'm an Icon and I got here a little over three months ago. I'm 24 years old and I almost beat you for your beloved title twice.
Nikki comes into frame wearing a very revealing outfit with a black sweatshirt on.
Nikki: Trey, you know what it's like to be defeated. You've had your ups and downs. You've mostly seen the bright side of this business. What happens when you finally get a taste of the dark side? What happens when the darkness descends on you and finally shows you what the other side of life is? You'll become an innocent little coward who will feel naked having his precious championship stripped away from him...
You may mean a great deal now to this company. But in two or three years? What happens when you lose your title and the new era of professional wrestling takes control? You will become what you despise... A nobody. Nothing. A has-been. A wannabe. It's only a matter of time now.
One clock has finished it's run... Now it's time for another to begin the countdown.
The camera fades out to Brandon's face now, as he is about to speak.
Brandon: As for Terrin and Justin. You realize that the answer to your question will reshape the surface of this company forever. If I accept, we will take over this company and become the superpowers. We will rule. It will be our kingdom.
If I refuse, however, you will be forced to watch the most powerful entity in the business today walk out on you. You will left with the notion of having the greatest and best young wrestler to step foot in the company be on your side. But have it all fade away at the snap of a finger.
He snaps his fingers on his right hand and looks at it for a brief moment of pause and silence.
Brandon: Hm, it's a profound thought. And both options are excruciatingly difficult to turn down. But you will both have to wait until Thursday. I will make my decision. It will be surprising. Offputting, and frankly, possibly, disturbing.
You can countdown the days. I'm not as eager as you two are.
He laughs hard as the camera fades back and shows Nikki smiling at the words of her boyfriend.
The camera fades back so far that the alley now seems completely black and you cannot see either of them.
The picture shows the black alley for a moment, and then fades out to nothing.
