Post by The Night Terrors on Jul 2, 2013 13:53:16 GMT -5
“The wolf was sick, he vowed a monk to be - But when he got well, a wolf once more was he”
-Walter Bower
***The MPW camera opens to a room in MPW Headquarters, where a young boy is sitting on a couch alone. The boy’s clothes are hanging off his rail thin body, and his bald head is hidden by an oversized black MPW hat. The boy looks as though he barely has the energy to sit on the couch, but the smile on his face cannot hide his excitement. Suddenly, there is a knock at the door, and the door opens. In walks a pretty young woman dressed in a nice two piece suit, smiling at the boy...***
Pretty Woman: Hey Kyle, how are you doing buddy?
Kyle: I’m okay. Are Adam and Matt here yet? I can’t wait to meet Real Steele!!!
Pretty Woman: They should be here any minute. Do you need anything? Something to eat or drink maybe?
Kyle: No thank you. I hardly have an appetite anymore anyway...
***The smile on the woman’s face turns into a sad look for a split second, but knowing what this boy has gone through, she toughens up immediately and brings back her smile...***
Pretty Woman: Okay, if you need anything, anything at all, I’ll be right outside waiting for the guys. Okay?
Kyle: Alright, thanks...
***The woman nods at Kyle, and exits the room. Kyle relaxes back on the couch, and starts tapping his right leg in anticipation. After a moment, Kyle’s head turns towards the door, where the woman from before starts yelling...***
Pretty Woman (Outside of Room): What are you two doing here? No, you can’t go in there! I SAID YOU CAN’T...
***Kyle starts looking around nervously as the woman lets out a blood curling scream, followed by a loud crash, and then utter silence. Breathing heavily, Kyle stands up and slowly moves behind a desk in the room, and tries to hide. As soon as Kyle gets behind the desk, the door to the room opens, and and in walk Samuel and Clay, The Night Terrors. Clay shuts the door behind him, and both men look around the room. Samuel then points to the desk, where Kyle’s shoe is barely visible from the side. Clay smiles as he goes around the other side of the desk. As soon as Kyle sees Clay, he screams in terror and quickly moves away from Clay, only to stop dead in his tracks when he sees Samuel. Frozen in fear, Kyle can’t look away from Samuel, who in turn glares back at Kyle. Clays walks up to Kyle, grabs him from behind, and lifts him into the air. Kyle doesn’t even put up a struggle as Clay puts him back down on the couch across the desk. Samuel goes to the desk and sits down, while Clay moves over towards the door, and stands in front of it. After a moment, Samuel breaks the silence in the room and starts to speak...***
Samuel[/u]: Hello Kyle, I’m Samuel, and that big guy over there is my brother Clay. There is no reason to be frightened. I promise you, we’re not here to hurt you. And I’m sorry to interrupt your big day, but when we heard Make A Wish was coming here today to help a boy meet his favorite MPW Tag Team, we knew we had to be here for you...[/color]
Kyle: But I was supposed to meet Real Steele today...
Samuel[/u]: Well, that’s what we were told, but we figured there must be some mistake...[/color]
Kyle: No, I wanted to meet Matt and Adam, not the two of you!
Samuel[/u]: You see Kyle, I didn’t mean that someone told us the wrong thing. I meant that YOU were making the mistake. Did you see Thursday Night Takedown last week?[/color]
Kyle: Yeah...
Samuel[/u]: And did you see what happened to Real Steele when we stepped into the ring with them?[/color]
Kyle: Well, you guys beat them, but they are still my favorite!
Samuel[/u]: And everyone is entitled to their opinion Kyle, but that doesn’t mean their opinion is valid. What I don’t understand is why after we brutally defeated the brothers Steele, would anybody look at them as anything other than what they truly are. Pathetic losers who should even lace up their boots in the same arena as The Night Terrors.[/color]
Kyle: Everybody loses, but as long as you fight, you’re not a loser...
Samuel[/u]: Is that what they tell you the the hospital Kyle? That there is no shame in failing as long as you try? That if the cancer that’s destroying your body ends up taking your life, that it’s God’s plan?[/color]
Kyle: My mom tells me that when I die, I’m going up to Heaven with grandma and grandpa and Jesus...
Samuel[/u]: You know, there are times I’m jealous of people like you. Even in the face of death, you still reek of ignorance. Heaven and Jesus Christ? Pure fantasy to make children feel better about life and death. Just stories to make sure that people around the world follow the rules. To make sure that people stay in line, otherwise their souls are damned to burn in hell...[/color]
Kyle: You don’t believe in Heaven? You’re not supposed to talk like that, otherwise you’ll make God mad...
Samuel[/u]: Now there’s a joke if there has ever been one, God. Is God here now Kyle, watching over you? Protecting you?[/color]
Kyle: Yes, God is here. He’s everywhere, and he loves us all...
Samuel[/u]: If he loves you, why would he give you brain cancer? Why would he put your mommy and daddy through the pain and torture of losing a child? And what about all of the other girls and boys alone in the world, sick, scared, hopeless. Where is God for them? Wake up Kyle, see the world for what it really is. The world pretends to be a beacon of hope and joy, when in reality, pain, darkness, and fear rule the world. Every life ends the same way, in death. As your body shuts down, panic and fear take hold and you fade to oblivion, there will be no God to walk you through the pearly gate, nor a hell for you to repent for your life’s actions in. There is nothing but darkness, and to think otherwise, is pure naivety...[/color]
***Kyle begins to break down, crying as Samuel talks. Through his tears, Kyle starts to speak...***
Kyle: You’re wrong. I don’t care what you say Samuel, I have faith in God, and I know I’ve done nothing wrong, but I accept God’s plan. I’m not scared of dying, it’s better than dealing with the chemo and the pain everyday. I’m ready to die, because I know I’m going to be in The Lord’s hands...
Samuel[/u]: Than you can be one of those sheep out there in the world who refuse to admit the truth. The world is pain and darkness, and when our time is up, that’s the finish line. If you want something, you are the only person responsible for making sure you get it. Don’t let anybody else fool you Kyle, when you die, as we all know you’re soon to, it will be like you’ve never existed. You’ll be buried and people will cry for a child who was lost so young. And while they pray for your soul, deep down, the all know the same. Even your mom and dad will know they’ll never see their boy again. And the worst part of it, is that life will move on. Sure, they will be sad and in pain over losing you. But eventually, they’ll move on, maybe even one day replacing you with another child, and live long, uneventful lives. And of this, while you’re gone, dead and buried...[/color]
***Kyle continues crying, now harder, as Samuel smiles...***
Samuel[/u]: Here’s your silver lining though kid. Upon realizing this little bit of life you’ve got left is all you will ever experience, you can do something special. Is there something in this life that you want more than anything?[/color]
Kyle: I’ve always wanted to be a wrestler. That’s why I love the MPW so much. But the doctors say I only have another few weeks...
Samuel[/u]: I’ll tell you what kid, since you love the MPW, maybe you can tell me about our opponents this week. I mean, talking about something has got to be better than waiting here for Real Steele. They’ll just disappoint you like every doctor that has ever tried to treat your cancer has. Who else do you look up to in the MPW?[/color]
Kyle: Well, I like Shaun Cross...
Samuel[/u]: “The Samurai”, huh? Well, as luck would have it, Clay and I are going to square off in the ring against Shaun on Thursday...[/color]
Kyle: Really? I’m going to get to see Cross wrestle again?
Samuel[/u]: Yes, as long as you make it to Thursday night, you’ll see him and Taufik lose to The Night Terrors, just like Real Steele did.[/color]
Kyle: You got lucky last week. You can’t beat both Shaun Cross AND Taufik. Cross is a beast in the ring, and Taufik is a former champion. Actually, he’s a former two time champion. You really think that you have any chance?
Samuel[/u]: Any chance you ask? Let’s see, nobody has seen Shaun Cross since Uprising, and the last we saw of Taufix, he was nothing but a pawn in the game between Crow and Diablos. Why should I worry about those two pathetic excuses for men?[/color]
Kyle: But...
Samuel[/u]: You know what? Stop talking. I don’t want you to lose what remaining energy you have left in your frail little body. Just listen. Recently, Taufik tried to tell the world that he’s such a great tag team wrestler that it doesn’t matter who steps into the ring beside him, he’ll get the job done. He tried to explain to the world that he’s on a whole different level than the same men The Night Terrors dominated last week. And in part, he’s right...[/color]
Kyle: Really?
Samuel[/u]: Yes, because it doesn’t matter who Taufik brings down to the ring with him. Nor does it matter if Shaun Cross brings his samurai sword down to the ring either. There is no way Taufik, nor Shaun Cross, stand a chance of beating a true tag team in the likes of The Night Terrors. And Taufik is right about being on another level than your boys Matt and Adam, because in reality, he is. It’s not hard to be better than those clowns Real Steele. I even put you above them Kyle. But Taufik is not a god of the ring. He’s just the next step up on the ladder, the proverbial maggots that feed on the dead...[/color]
Kyle: I don’t get it...
Samuel[/u]: Don’t worry, you soon enough will know what I mean, being food for the worms in your eternal tomb. But that’s beside the point. Taufik and Shaun Cross are in for a fight that they’ve never experienced before. Neither man has stepped into the ring with anybody as dangerous and uncaring as my brother and I. We will do whatever it takes to put both men down for the count on Thursday. No force in this world can stop our journey to becoming the MPW Tag Team Champions. Not Taufik, not “The Samurai”, not Taufik’s “Allah” or your “God”. Nothing in the world can stop the inevitable. And just like last week, we will be standing victorious over your heroes. We will show the world that darkness reigns above all else, and that the unknown has a power unlike anything ever seen...[/color]
Kyle: Why do you have to be like this? I don’t have too much longer, and all I want is to be happy. I don’t want to die sad...
Samuel[/u]: I’m sorry I’m the only person in this world who has ever been honest to you. I don’t believe in lying, because it gets you nowhere. Be happy that you could hear the truth once in your life before you’re dead and buried. You see, fear of “God” makes all sinners into good men. But by knowing the truth, we are all “evil”. We all will fight for whatever it is we want, and we wouldn’t care about who we would have to go through to achieve those goals. We do not pretend to be men of God like your mother, your father, your doctors, or even a pathetic excuse for men in Taufik and Shaun Cross. We know the truth, and for that, gain a power that people like all of them out there in the world will never know. A power great enough that maybe it could even save you, unlike your God. Yet again, you’re nothing but a sheep, and we, well, are the very monsters that people created “God” to protect themselves with. I doubt even with all of this knowledge, you could ever embrace the power, the fear. I doubt there is any man in that MPW locker room that could do the same. So don’t feel special Kyle, you’re not alone, for now...
I don’t want you to become upset about any of this, because all I’m doing is telling you the truth, the reality of this world you’re soon to leave behind. You were brought here today for your “final wish”, and see how well that turned out? I want to give you another opportunity to wish for something great. So go ahead Kyle, make a wish today. Anything in the world...[/color]
Kyle: I wish you and your brother lose Thursday Night! I wish for you two to get your butts kicked!
Samuel[/u]: To bad Kyle, because nobody can hear your wishes. Take these last few weeks you have to live and do what you want, because if you wait around for wishes, you’ll just end up dead and forgotten. And just for you Kyle, when Taufik and Cross are begging, pleading, and wishing for mercy, those wishes are going to go unfulfilled as well. Want to be happy Kyle? Don’t watch Takedown, because I don’t think you’ll like what you see. I don’t think you want to be anymore disappointed in the world than you already are. I would say we’ll be seeing you, but, I don’t think you have enough time for that to happen...[/color]
***Samuel stands up from his chair, watching Kyle, who’s tears of fears have turned to ones of anger...***
Samuel[/u]: But if you do take your last breath before Thursday and fade from this life, then have some comfort. At least you won’t have to watch as The Night Terrors tear through two of your favorite wrestlers. You won’t have to see Taufik and Cross be sacrificed on our journey to the MPW Tag Team Championships. I hope you pull through Kyle, beating the odds. That way this little lesson of ours doesn’t fall on “dead” ears. Just know that there is nothing after all of this, and to be afraid is to be defeated. I want you to go out a champion. I want you to embrace your fear and accept the unknown. I want you to better yourself and see the only truth of the world. That’s my wish for you. That won’t happen either though. Your mind is already destroyed by your “faith”. Too bad that you’re never going to get to meet your God when all is said and done. It sounded like such a nice fairy tale...[/color]
***Samuel walks from behind the desk and straight to the door where Clay is still standing, silent. Clay steps to the right as Samuel opens the door and leaves the room, never looking back. Clay goes to leave, but instead stops, facing out of the room, and speaks without looking for the first time to Kyle...***
Clay: How old are you Kyle?
Kyle: Ten, last month. Why?
***Clay turns his head and looks back at Kyle...***
Clay: I was ten the first time I heard the truth too. Believe me when I tell you, that without embracing the darkness and the truth that my brother talks about, you’re in for a life full of pain and fear. At least it won’t be long until it ends though, one way for another. That should be a relief for you. And Kyle, for you, I’m going to do something very special, since you won’t get another shot at a gift like this...
Kyle: Really?
***Samuel looks back into the hall...***
Clay: I going to hurt Shaun Cross just for you, so that you don’t have to be alone in your pain. So you can be just like one of your favorite wrestlers, injured and on the cusp of the end. Your welcome by the way, usually I won't do anybody favors. I would usually do this for myself. But what's one night?. Enjoy Takedown, I’ll make sure to make your last a special one...
***Kyle sits there, stunned, as a evil grin grows across the face of Clay, which turns into a muffled, evil laugh. Clay then reaches out towards the light switch, and turns off the lights, leaving the only light being that coming from outside of the room. Kyle sits in fear as Clay walks out of the room, slamming the door behind him. An erie silence engulfs the room, only broken by the heavy and terrified breathing of Kyle, who is still sitting in the dark. The MPW camera slowly fades away...............***
-Walter Bower
***The MPW camera opens to a room in MPW Headquarters, where a young boy is sitting on a couch alone. The boy’s clothes are hanging off his rail thin body, and his bald head is hidden by an oversized black MPW hat. The boy looks as though he barely has the energy to sit on the couch, but the smile on his face cannot hide his excitement. Suddenly, there is a knock at the door, and the door opens. In walks a pretty young woman dressed in a nice two piece suit, smiling at the boy...***
Pretty Woman: Hey Kyle, how are you doing buddy?
Kyle: I’m okay. Are Adam and Matt here yet? I can’t wait to meet Real Steele!!!
Pretty Woman: They should be here any minute. Do you need anything? Something to eat or drink maybe?
Kyle: No thank you. I hardly have an appetite anymore anyway...
***The smile on the woman’s face turns into a sad look for a split second, but knowing what this boy has gone through, she toughens up immediately and brings back her smile...***
Pretty Woman: Okay, if you need anything, anything at all, I’ll be right outside waiting for the guys. Okay?
Kyle: Alright, thanks...
***The woman nods at Kyle, and exits the room. Kyle relaxes back on the couch, and starts tapping his right leg in anticipation. After a moment, Kyle’s head turns towards the door, where the woman from before starts yelling...***
Pretty Woman (Outside of Room): What are you two doing here? No, you can’t go in there! I SAID YOU CAN’T...
***Kyle starts looking around nervously as the woman lets out a blood curling scream, followed by a loud crash, and then utter silence. Breathing heavily, Kyle stands up and slowly moves behind a desk in the room, and tries to hide. As soon as Kyle gets behind the desk, the door to the room opens, and and in walk Samuel and Clay, The Night Terrors. Clay shuts the door behind him, and both men look around the room. Samuel then points to the desk, where Kyle’s shoe is barely visible from the side. Clay smiles as he goes around the other side of the desk. As soon as Kyle sees Clay, he screams in terror and quickly moves away from Clay, only to stop dead in his tracks when he sees Samuel. Frozen in fear, Kyle can’t look away from Samuel, who in turn glares back at Kyle. Clays walks up to Kyle, grabs him from behind, and lifts him into the air. Kyle doesn’t even put up a struggle as Clay puts him back down on the couch across the desk. Samuel goes to the desk and sits down, while Clay moves over towards the door, and stands in front of it. After a moment, Samuel breaks the silence in the room and starts to speak...***
Samuel[/u]: Hello Kyle, I’m Samuel, and that big guy over there is my brother Clay. There is no reason to be frightened. I promise you, we’re not here to hurt you. And I’m sorry to interrupt your big day, but when we heard Make A Wish was coming here today to help a boy meet his favorite MPW Tag Team, we knew we had to be here for you...[/color]
Kyle: But I was supposed to meet Real Steele today...
Samuel[/u]: Well, that’s what we were told, but we figured there must be some mistake...[/color]
Kyle: No, I wanted to meet Matt and Adam, not the two of you!
Samuel[/u]: You see Kyle, I didn’t mean that someone told us the wrong thing. I meant that YOU were making the mistake. Did you see Thursday Night Takedown last week?[/color]
Kyle: Yeah...
Samuel[/u]: And did you see what happened to Real Steele when we stepped into the ring with them?[/color]
Kyle: Well, you guys beat them, but they are still my favorite!
Samuel[/u]: And everyone is entitled to their opinion Kyle, but that doesn’t mean their opinion is valid. What I don’t understand is why after we brutally defeated the brothers Steele, would anybody look at them as anything other than what they truly are. Pathetic losers who should even lace up their boots in the same arena as The Night Terrors.[/color]
Kyle: Everybody loses, but as long as you fight, you’re not a loser...
Samuel[/u]: Is that what they tell you the the hospital Kyle? That there is no shame in failing as long as you try? That if the cancer that’s destroying your body ends up taking your life, that it’s God’s plan?[/color]
Kyle: My mom tells me that when I die, I’m going up to Heaven with grandma and grandpa and Jesus...
Samuel[/u]: You know, there are times I’m jealous of people like you. Even in the face of death, you still reek of ignorance. Heaven and Jesus Christ? Pure fantasy to make children feel better about life and death. Just stories to make sure that people around the world follow the rules. To make sure that people stay in line, otherwise their souls are damned to burn in hell...[/color]
Kyle: You don’t believe in Heaven? You’re not supposed to talk like that, otherwise you’ll make God mad...
Samuel[/u]: Now there’s a joke if there has ever been one, God. Is God here now Kyle, watching over you? Protecting you?[/color]
Kyle: Yes, God is here. He’s everywhere, and he loves us all...
Samuel[/u]: If he loves you, why would he give you brain cancer? Why would he put your mommy and daddy through the pain and torture of losing a child? And what about all of the other girls and boys alone in the world, sick, scared, hopeless. Where is God for them? Wake up Kyle, see the world for what it really is. The world pretends to be a beacon of hope and joy, when in reality, pain, darkness, and fear rule the world. Every life ends the same way, in death. As your body shuts down, panic and fear take hold and you fade to oblivion, there will be no God to walk you through the pearly gate, nor a hell for you to repent for your life’s actions in. There is nothing but darkness, and to think otherwise, is pure naivety...[/color]
***Kyle begins to break down, crying as Samuel talks. Through his tears, Kyle starts to speak...***
Kyle: You’re wrong. I don’t care what you say Samuel, I have faith in God, and I know I’ve done nothing wrong, but I accept God’s plan. I’m not scared of dying, it’s better than dealing with the chemo and the pain everyday. I’m ready to die, because I know I’m going to be in The Lord’s hands...
Samuel[/u]: Than you can be one of those sheep out there in the world who refuse to admit the truth. The world is pain and darkness, and when our time is up, that’s the finish line. If you want something, you are the only person responsible for making sure you get it. Don’t let anybody else fool you Kyle, when you die, as we all know you’re soon to, it will be like you’ve never existed. You’ll be buried and people will cry for a child who was lost so young. And while they pray for your soul, deep down, the all know the same. Even your mom and dad will know they’ll never see their boy again. And the worst part of it, is that life will move on. Sure, they will be sad and in pain over losing you. But eventually, they’ll move on, maybe even one day replacing you with another child, and live long, uneventful lives. And of this, while you’re gone, dead and buried...[/color]
***Kyle continues crying, now harder, as Samuel smiles...***
Samuel[/u]: Here’s your silver lining though kid. Upon realizing this little bit of life you’ve got left is all you will ever experience, you can do something special. Is there something in this life that you want more than anything?[/color]
Kyle: I’ve always wanted to be a wrestler. That’s why I love the MPW so much. But the doctors say I only have another few weeks...
Samuel[/u]: I’ll tell you what kid, since you love the MPW, maybe you can tell me about our opponents this week. I mean, talking about something has got to be better than waiting here for Real Steele. They’ll just disappoint you like every doctor that has ever tried to treat your cancer has. Who else do you look up to in the MPW?[/color]
Kyle: Well, I like Shaun Cross...
Samuel[/u]: “The Samurai”, huh? Well, as luck would have it, Clay and I are going to square off in the ring against Shaun on Thursday...[/color]
Kyle: Really? I’m going to get to see Cross wrestle again?
Samuel[/u]: Yes, as long as you make it to Thursday night, you’ll see him and Taufik lose to The Night Terrors, just like Real Steele did.[/color]
Kyle: You got lucky last week. You can’t beat both Shaun Cross AND Taufik. Cross is a beast in the ring, and Taufik is a former champion. Actually, he’s a former two time champion. You really think that you have any chance?
Samuel[/u]: Any chance you ask? Let’s see, nobody has seen Shaun Cross since Uprising, and the last we saw of Taufix, he was nothing but a pawn in the game between Crow and Diablos. Why should I worry about those two pathetic excuses for men?[/color]
Kyle: But...
Samuel[/u]: You know what? Stop talking. I don’t want you to lose what remaining energy you have left in your frail little body. Just listen. Recently, Taufik tried to tell the world that he’s such a great tag team wrestler that it doesn’t matter who steps into the ring beside him, he’ll get the job done. He tried to explain to the world that he’s on a whole different level than the same men The Night Terrors dominated last week. And in part, he’s right...[/color]
Kyle: Really?
Samuel[/u]: Yes, because it doesn’t matter who Taufik brings down to the ring with him. Nor does it matter if Shaun Cross brings his samurai sword down to the ring either. There is no way Taufik, nor Shaun Cross, stand a chance of beating a true tag team in the likes of The Night Terrors. And Taufik is right about being on another level than your boys Matt and Adam, because in reality, he is. It’s not hard to be better than those clowns Real Steele. I even put you above them Kyle. But Taufik is not a god of the ring. He’s just the next step up on the ladder, the proverbial maggots that feed on the dead...[/color]
Kyle: I don’t get it...
Samuel[/u]: Don’t worry, you soon enough will know what I mean, being food for the worms in your eternal tomb. But that’s beside the point. Taufik and Shaun Cross are in for a fight that they’ve never experienced before. Neither man has stepped into the ring with anybody as dangerous and uncaring as my brother and I. We will do whatever it takes to put both men down for the count on Thursday. No force in this world can stop our journey to becoming the MPW Tag Team Champions. Not Taufik, not “The Samurai”, not Taufik’s “Allah” or your “God”. Nothing in the world can stop the inevitable. And just like last week, we will be standing victorious over your heroes. We will show the world that darkness reigns above all else, and that the unknown has a power unlike anything ever seen...[/color]
Kyle: Why do you have to be like this? I don’t have too much longer, and all I want is to be happy. I don’t want to die sad...
Samuel[/u]: I’m sorry I’m the only person in this world who has ever been honest to you. I don’t believe in lying, because it gets you nowhere. Be happy that you could hear the truth once in your life before you’re dead and buried. You see, fear of “God” makes all sinners into good men. But by knowing the truth, we are all “evil”. We all will fight for whatever it is we want, and we wouldn’t care about who we would have to go through to achieve those goals. We do not pretend to be men of God like your mother, your father, your doctors, or even a pathetic excuse for men in Taufik and Shaun Cross. We know the truth, and for that, gain a power that people like all of them out there in the world will never know. A power great enough that maybe it could even save you, unlike your God. Yet again, you’re nothing but a sheep, and we, well, are the very monsters that people created “God” to protect themselves with. I doubt even with all of this knowledge, you could ever embrace the power, the fear. I doubt there is any man in that MPW locker room that could do the same. So don’t feel special Kyle, you’re not alone, for now...
I don’t want you to become upset about any of this, because all I’m doing is telling you the truth, the reality of this world you’re soon to leave behind. You were brought here today for your “final wish”, and see how well that turned out? I want to give you another opportunity to wish for something great. So go ahead Kyle, make a wish today. Anything in the world...[/color]
Kyle: I wish you and your brother lose Thursday Night! I wish for you two to get your butts kicked!
Samuel[/u]: To bad Kyle, because nobody can hear your wishes. Take these last few weeks you have to live and do what you want, because if you wait around for wishes, you’ll just end up dead and forgotten. And just for you Kyle, when Taufik and Cross are begging, pleading, and wishing for mercy, those wishes are going to go unfulfilled as well. Want to be happy Kyle? Don’t watch Takedown, because I don’t think you’ll like what you see. I don’t think you want to be anymore disappointed in the world than you already are. I would say we’ll be seeing you, but, I don’t think you have enough time for that to happen...[/color]
***Samuel stands up from his chair, watching Kyle, who’s tears of fears have turned to ones of anger...***
Samuel[/u]: But if you do take your last breath before Thursday and fade from this life, then have some comfort. At least you won’t have to watch as The Night Terrors tear through two of your favorite wrestlers. You won’t have to see Taufik and Cross be sacrificed on our journey to the MPW Tag Team Championships. I hope you pull through Kyle, beating the odds. That way this little lesson of ours doesn’t fall on “dead” ears. Just know that there is nothing after all of this, and to be afraid is to be defeated. I want you to go out a champion. I want you to embrace your fear and accept the unknown. I want you to better yourself and see the only truth of the world. That’s my wish for you. That won’t happen either though. Your mind is already destroyed by your “faith”. Too bad that you’re never going to get to meet your God when all is said and done. It sounded like such a nice fairy tale...[/color]
***Samuel walks from behind the desk and straight to the door where Clay is still standing, silent. Clay steps to the right as Samuel opens the door and leaves the room, never looking back. Clay goes to leave, but instead stops, facing out of the room, and speaks without looking for the first time to Kyle...***
Clay: How old are you Kyle?
Kyle: Ten, last month. Why?
***Clay turns his head and looks back at Kyle...***
Clay: I was ten the first time I heard the truth too. Believe me when I tell you, that without embracing the darkness and the truth that my brother talks about, you’re in for a life full of pain and fear. At least it won’t be long until it ends though, one way for another. That should be a relief for you. And Kyle, for you, I’m going to do something very special, since you won’t get another shot at a gift like this...
Kyle: Really?
***Samuel looks back into the hall...***
Clay: I going to hurt Shaun Cross just for you, so that you don’t have to be alone in your pain. So you can be just like one of your favorite wrestlers, injured and on the cusp of the end. Your welcome by the way, usually I won't do anybody favors. I would usually do this for myself. But what's one night?. Enjoy Takedown, I’ll make sure to make your last a special one...
***Kyle sits there, stunned, as a evil grin grows across the face of Clay, which turns into a muffled, evil laugh. Clay then reaches out towards the light switch, and turns off the lights, leaving the only light being that coming from outside of the room. Kyle sits in fear as Clay walks out of the room, slamming the door behind him. An erie silence engulfs the room, only broken by the heavy and terrified breathing of Kyle, who is still sitting in the dark. The MPW camera slowly fades away...............***
