Post by DARKSIDE on Feb 28, 2014 22:35:11 GMT -5
As the show begins, the arena remains dark. The entrance music of Darkside begins to play, inciting the usual mixed reaction from the fans. Soon, flames erupt from the stage and Nightmare stalks out from backstage. He stops at the top of the entrance ramp and looks over the crowd for a few moments. He enjoys a slight chuckle before he starts to walk toward the ring. Nightmare pauses again as he gets up on the ring apron, just before stepping over the top rope and motioning for his music to stop playing.
The arena is still enveloped in darkness as the ring is set aglow by a dim, red spotlight. Nightmare paces around the ring before raising his mic....
It seems that the time for hiding has come to an end. The time for excuses is over! There is nothing left now, but to turn the page and accept the fate we have all been dealt. Destiny is inevitable. It can no longer be delayed. There will be acceptance, or there will be consequences. Nothing more. Nothing less.
Nathan Michaels...congratulations on your match at Best In The World. You exposed Sentoryu to be exactly what he is. A big talker who can't get the job done. He got exactly what he deserved, and his "hard earned" title shot has gone to waste. With Sentoryu out of the way, however....do you know what that means, Mr. Michaels? It means...I have moved to the front of the line. Look into these eyes, Nathan. Look into my eyes....and you will see only one thing. The end of your claim to the World Heavyweight Championship. Perhaps the end of much more. It all depends on how far you want to take this. How far....I will take this. You don't know what it will take to keep me down. You can't use the same old strategy. You may have done away with Sentoryu....but I am NOT Sentoryu.
It seems you have taken to finding any possible means of dodging a confrontation with me since that night I and my brethren attacked you. You hide behind human shields. You rush to "do the right thing" and honor a title match request from someone you know you can defeat. Is this the kind of champion this company wants? A cherry picking ostrich who buries his head in the sand every time a legitimate threat comes his way? You've kept that belt around your waist for this long only because I have allowed it. The thrill is in the hunt, Mr. Michaels. Stalking my prey is half of the fun, but eventually, the time must come to strike. I have grown tired of waiting. Now is the time for action!
Of course, this may be more difficult than I anticipated. I have heard people talking backstage. Running their mouths about how I "don't deserve" a shot at you. How I am just a vindictive "cheater" who couldn't beat you without help from the rest of Darkside. Ha ha ha haaaa.... All part of that "Nate Michaels hype machine". These people are nothing more than sheep gazing up in admiration at their all-powerful "Superman". The savior of the unwashed masses. Wearing a logo on your shirt doesn't make you a hero. You want to play Superman, Mr. Michaels? I am here to tell you....step out of your comic book delusion and open your eyes to the world we live in. A reality where the "good guys" don't always win. I am sure, just by listening to what I am saying out here tonight, Nate Michaels is scrambling for his life. Looking high and low for another way to try and circumvent the hand of fate.....for some loophole to keep us from facing each other in this ring, and keep his precious title sacred and safe around his waist. The truth of the matter is, you are now being hunted by a beast that has no conscience. No remorse. No regret. Someone who will do the unspeakable in pursuit of his destiny. Try your best to duck another confrontation with me, Mr. Michaels. I will hit you where it hurts the most. You call yourself "Superman"? I will bring your Kryptonite, and relish as watching you crumble at my feet.
You and I will lock horns again, with the greatest stakes possible hanging in the balance. Whether you are ready or not to take me on, Mr. Michaels....after what I have planned for tonight...
You won't have any choice! Ha ha ha ha ha ha haaaaa......
As Nightmare laughs, the red spotlight goes out. Moments later, the arena lights come back up, and the ring is now empty!
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The arena is still enveloped in darkness as the ring is set aglow by a dim, red spotlight. Nightmare paces around the ring before raising his mic....
It seems that the time for hiding has come to an end. The time for excuses is over! There is nothing left now, but to turn the page and accept the fate we have all been dealt. Destiny is inevitable. It can no longer be delayed. There will be acceptance, or there will be consequences. Nothing more. Nothing less.
Nathan Michaels...congratulations on your match at Best In The World. You exposed Sentoryu to be exactly what he is. A big talker who can't get the job done. He got exactly what he deserved, and his "hard earned" title shot has gone to waste. With Sentoryu out of the way, however....do you know what that means, Mr. Michaels? It means...I have moved to the front of the line. Look into these eyes, Nathan. Look into my eyes....and you will see only one thing. The end of your claim to the World Heavyweight Championship. Perhaps the end of much more. It all depends on how far you want to take this. How far....I will take this. You don't know what it will take to keep me down. You can't use the same old strategy. You may have done away with Sentoryu....but I am NOT Sentoryu.
It seems you have taken to finding any possible means of dodging a confrontation with me since that night I and my brethren attacked you. You hide behind human shields. You rush to "do the right thing" and honor a title match request from someone you know you can defeat. Is this the kind of champion this company wants? A cherry picking ostrich who buries his head in the sand every time a legitimate threat comes his way? You've kept that belt around your waist for this long only because I have allowed it. The thrill is in the hunt, Mr. Michaels. Stalking my prey is half of the fun, but eventually, the time must come to strike. I have grown tired of waiting. Now is the time for action!
Of course, this may be more difficult than I anticipated. I have heard people talking backstage. Running their mouths about how I "don't deserve" a shot at you. How I am just a vindictive "cheater" who couldn't beat you without help from the rest of Darkside. Ha ha ha haaaa.... All part of that "Nate Michaels hype machine". These people are nothing more than sheep gazing up in admiration at their all-powerful "Superman". The savior of the unwashed masses. Wearing a logo on your shirt doesn't make you a hero. You want to play Superman, Mr. Michaels? I am here to tell you....step out of your comic book delusion and open your eyes to the world we live in. A reality where the "good guys" don't always win. I am sure, just by listening to what I am saying out here tonight, Nate Michaels is scrambling for his life. Looking high and low for another way to try and circumvent the hand of fate.....for some loophole to keep us from facing each other in this ring, and keep his precious title sacred and safe around his waist. The truth of the matter is, you are now being hunted by a beast that has no conscience. No remorse. No regret. Someone who will do the unspeakable in pursuit of his destiny. Try your best to duck another confrontation with me, Mr. Michaels. I will hit you where it hurts the most. You call yourself "Superman"? I will bring your Kryptonite, and relish as watching you crumble at my feet.
You and I will lock horns again, with the greatest stakes possible hanging in the balance. Whether you are ready or not to take me on, Mr. Michaels....after what I have planned for tonight...
You won't have any choice! Ha ha ha ha ha ha haaaaa......
As Nightmare laughs, the red spotlight goes out. Moments later, the arena lights come back up, and the ring is now empty!
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