Post by blaze on Mar 21, 2008 3:48:00 GMT -5
The scene opens in a darkened room. Candles the only source of lighting in the area. This of course had Blaze written all over it. It was kind of a trademark type thing for him. Perhaps even a psyche out to his opponents?
The camera pans closer to the center of the room. The area most lit by the candles scattered placement. Here, we see Blaze sitting on the floor staring dead into the flame of one of the candles adjacent from him. Without any eye contact with the camera, or actually any eye movement at all from Blaze...He begins to speak...
"Tonight...I am yet again given a chance to prove myself. To let everyone know why I am the "Inferno'. Time and time again I have failed this task. I have let not only myself down...but many others in the process...but tonight.....oh, tonight....its personal."
Blaze inhales a small breath and uses it to blow out the candle he had been staring into. A small portion of light disappears. Shrouding the left side of Blaze's face in darkness. He now stares into another candle.
"Mark Cross....I man I personally have no respect for. No dignity....No remorse. Revenge....such a simple word....but it will be exploited in its purest form when I face this man. We have both been beyond the brink of death. Selling my very soul in return for a ticket back to this world....my choice...for the greater good of my own being. You though Cross...returning from the watery grave you were thought to be put in...a mistake. A big...mistake."
The acoustics in this room cause the word 'mistake' to echo over and over again as Blaze picks up this second candle and blows it out. Less light....less of Blaze visible...His gaze diverts to yet another flame...
"Genesis...Another man for whom I have no respect. A worthless pawn in the game of wrestling. A man who needs to be put in check by the true king...yours truly. You may think you are some one special...something special....a gift to this company....But my friend...your nothing but a waste of space...and I plan on clearing up a little bit of room in this place by personally removing you from this company...I will break you beyond the point of return...beyond a level where you can heal and be back...I...will...destroy you..."
Repeating the process, he once more picks up the candle he had been gazing off into and blows out the flame. Only one candle remains now though. Slowly, he raises it to his face. The rest of the room in dark now. Only his face and its twisted grin visable.
"And Shia Storm...yet another I despise...Oh, how it will be fun to take out three people I hate all at the same time. But you, you my friend...you have a special target on you....Your title is nothing more than a bullseye...You see, knowing Genesis is of no threat to me...I care little about his title...but you....you are considered to be the man who represents LockUp...I...I want that.....so my sights are set....My cross-hair is hovering over you....I am the sniper...and stepping into this match....your doing nothing more than giving me the head shot..."
And with that...the flame of the last candle disappears. Leaving the room completely dark now. Through the silence...we hear words echo out...
"Xtreme......Violence....."
The camera pans closer to the center of the room. The area most lit by the candles scattered placement. Here, we see Blaze sitting on the floor staring dead into the flame of one of the candles adjacent from him. Without any eye contact with the camera, or actually any eye movement at all from Blaze...He begins to speak...
"Tonight...I am yet again given a chance to prove myself. To let everyone know why I am the "Inferno'. Time and time again I have failed this task. I have let not only myself down...but many others in the process...but tonight.....oh, tonight....its personal."
Blaze inhales a small breath and uses it to blow out the candle he had been staring into. A small portion of light disappears. Shrouding the left side of Blaze's face in darkness. He now stares into another candle.
"Mark Cross....I man I personally have no respect for. No dignity....No remorse. Revenge....such a simple word....but it will be exploited in its purest form when I face this man. We have both been beyond the brink of death. Selling my very soul in return for a ticket back to this world....my choice...for the greater good of my own being. You though Cross...returning from the watery grave you were thought to be put in...a mistake. A big...mistake."
The acoustics in this room cause the word 'mistake' to echo over and over again as Blaze picks up this second candle and blows it out. Less light....less of Blaze visible...His gaze diverts to yet another flame...
"Genesis...Another man for whom I have no respect. A worthless pawn in the game of wrestling. A man who needs to be put in check by the true king...yours truly. You may think you are some one special...something special....a gift to this company....But my friend...your nothing but a waste of space...and I plan on clearing up a little bit of room in this place by personally removing you from this company...I will break you beyond the point of return...beyond a level where you can heal and be back...I...will...destroy you..."
Repeating the process, he once more picks up the candle he had been gazing off into and blows out the flame. Only one candle remains now though. Slowly, he raises it to his face. The rest of the room in dark now. Only his face and its twisted grin visable.
"And Shia Storm...yet another I despise...Oh, how it will be fun to take out three people I hate all at the same time. But you, you my friend...you have a special target on you....Your title is nothing more than a bullseye...You see, knowing Genesis is of no threat to me...I care little about his title...but you....you are considered to be the man who represents LockUp...I...I want that.....so my sights are set....My cross-hair is hovering over you....I am the sniper...and stepping into this match....your doing nothing more than giving me the head shot..."
And with that...the flame of the last candle disappears. Leaving the room completely dark now. Through the silence...we hear words echo out...
"Xtreme......Violence....."