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| Betrayal Is The Willful Slaughter of Hope | |
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| Topic Started: Feb 16 2010, 03:11 PM (161 Views) | |
| Alan Fiscus | Feb 16 2010, 03:11 PM Post #1 |
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Sadistic Solution
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“One should rather die than be betrayed. There is no deceit in death. It delivers precisely what it has promised. Betrayal, though ... betrayal is the willful slaughter of hope.” - Steven Deitz ** The scene fades in on a pleasant sight. In front of a solid black draping, with the newest CZW logo in the middle, is CZW interviewer and one of the sexiest females to ever be involved in the sport. The dashing Jenny Jacobs. She has a beautiful smile on her face, as her dark blonde hair is pulled back in a ponytail. She is wearing a dark purple dress, short enough to compliment her gorgeous long, tan legs. She has a microphone in her hand. As she gets her cue to begin, she does so. ** Jenny ”Hello, ladies and gentlemen, Jenny Jacobs here to deliver to each and every one of you the best interviews in the wrestling business. It has been quite an interesting ride the CZW has had since its relaunch. In just a few moments, my guest will be the man that became the CZW World Heavyweight champion at Re-United We Stand, in a controversial manner. After being pinned by the then champion, Cage Stryker, in the Elimination Chamber match... he cashed in his money in the bank briefcase and surprised Cage, defeating him, and won the title. Since then, he has been on a rampage, verbally assaulting many of the other wrestlers... especially Cage... and on his journey to one of the most anticipated matches in CZW history, successfully defended the title against 2009 King of Combat.. Brian Blaze. Then, at There Will Be Blood, that anticipated match took place, as former co-tag champions and friends went head to head in an extremely violent Riot match. Beforehand, their feud grew to even more heights as it was revealed the Champ was with Covey's ex, told Covey he had his unborn child aborted, and then attacked Covey's brother at his own home. Covey was livid, to say the least. The champion retained the title against Matt Covey, barely, and is now set to defend the title in Atlanta, Georgia at the next CZW pay-per-view ‘Road To Glory 3,’ against the very man he defeated for the title in ‘High Definition’ Cage Stryker. In a stretcher match, no less. But before that match happens, on Monday night, February 22nd in Fayetteville, North Carolina... he has challenged the home town superstar, and CZW Intercontinental champion, Maynard O’Toole to another match that has long been anticipated. Without further ado, let’s bring him out... being accompanied by Hellena, The CZW World Heavyweight champion... Alan Fiscus.” ** The camera pans out a little, as Hellena and Alan walk onto the set. Hellena is wearing her black hair in pig tails, reminiscent of a school girl, and dark eye make up. She wears black lipstick. She wears a leather jacket that is cut off at her midriff and elbows, with a hot pink top revealing that very midriff. You can see the tattoos she has on each forearm. She wears matching hot pink leather pants. Alan is wearing a long black trench coat that hangs open, revealing his “These Arms Are Snakes” t-shirt and the World title strapped around his waist. He also wears black leather pants. The hood of the trench coat is up over his head, and you can only see his mouth and his long dirty blonde hair seeping out. Hellena smiles insanely at Jenny, who is put off by it, and hugs Alan around the waist as he drapes his right arm over her shoulders. ** Jenny, who is on his left ”The first thing I want to ask you, Alan, what is the deal with this whole Kris Kash thing? First, you kick him and put him out, then he comes back after a year and sides with you, then next you’re turning on him once again?” Alan ”Well, the first thing I am going to TELL you is, you need to address me with respect the next time you do so! It’s Mr. Fiscus to you, Jenny! You want to know about this whole ‘Kris Kash’ thing? It’s simple. He is a weakling. He is a thug. He is a tool. A tool I gave a test run, and didn’t see fit enough to purchase. I can't have blemishes on my prestigious career, and he was certainly that. A big black stain on an otherwise perfect work of art. When I punt kicked him in his head so many moons ago, when I put him out of CZW action for over a YEAR... it was he who contacted ME about coming back. He was too spineless to want revenge, Jenny, he wanted to partner up with the one man who has caused him his worst decimation to date. I was intrigued by the idea of having my own victim in the fold, but he doesn't cut it. I knew he didn't cut it, but I wanted to have some fun with him. I wanted to do what I do best, and that is play him like the puppet he is. But enough about the garbage, Jacobs. Enough about the has beens. The CZW will probably never see Kris Kash again. But, ya know... that's just the REALIST in me baby! * laughs *" Jenny, changing the subject ”At the beginning of the tag match main event in Lexington, you said you wanted your title match with Cage at Road To Glory to be a stretcher match. Is there any specific reason why, or..." Alan "Is there a method to my madness, you're asking? It's simple. THIS will be the deciding factor in Cage's quest at _MY_ title. After this, he isn't getting another title shot while I remain champion. This isn't backstage politics, as he wants to blame all of his misfortunes on, this is because he simply does not DESERVE another shot. He does not deserve my patented match, the Riot match, either. I've never been in a straight up stretcher match, and I had to find SOMETHING to keep my interest in this. Cage, alone, is the most boring wrestler I have ever seen. I'd rather watch an Eric Collum promo than see Cage wrestle.. and those god awful things were BRUTAL." ** Jenny doesn't seem to satisfied with that answer. ** Alan "Listen, you'll hear more about Cage when it's time to focus on destroying his lame ass once again. Right now I have other journeys that are far more interesting to tend to." Jenny "Yes. You challenged Maynard O'Toole to a match in his hometown, and thus the match was booked. This will be your first ever one-on-one encounter with the Intercontinental champion, although you have faced him before in the first Stables match back in 2008." ** Alan nods his head, still having it mostly cloaked by his hood. ** Alan "Yes, yes, Jenny, but that doesn't tell the whole story does it? That little amateur description doesn't portray the reason WHY I challenged the OGT to a match in his hometown. Allow me to elaborate. Once upon a time, there was a merry tribe of warriors called the Whole Damn Show. In the beginning, an elite team of talent. Then it slowly began to crumble. As a unit, we slowly dissipated into a unhappy marriage. Then Matt Covey pulled the trigger, and surprised all of us. He revealed he had us all lined up for Jesse Montana, all of his pigs in one blanket so to say. What this achieved in the long run, was absolutely nothing. But at the time, it was heart breaking on my part because it was the first time I had EVER been completely duped. I wasn't as broken up about Covey as I led on, but I was seriously distraught over the mistake I had made. O'Toole and Rowan tried their best to keep the ship afloat, I will give them that. They tried their hardest to retrieve me from the dark place I was in. Little did they know I had already ended my friendship with both men. Little did they know that the Whole Damn Show was dead beyond a doubt. Then I showed them my light. I vowed to take revenge on every member of the group for what happened. The ties were severed. The first man I got revenge on, is Maynard's good buddy Eddie Rowan. We faced off in only the second Three Levels of Pain match, making it to the third stipulation which was a Riot match. I defeated him, but the contest was so brutal we both had to take time off to heal our wounds. Then, after the revival of the brand, The long anticipated Covey vs. Fiscus happened. Where I defended the title successfully, defeating that poor excuse for an athlete... also in a Riot match. McNally and Big Nasty, barely on the radar. They were not the core members. I've beaten Fat Nasty before. McNally, even with his strength and mass, would be NO match for someone of my caliber. He doesn't present a challenge to me. So, in my eyes, that leaves the final piece of the puzzle. The end of this tirade. Closure. Maynard O'Toole, my good friend, this will be YOUR night. Surrounded by your friends and family..." ** Fiscus suddenly throws his hood up, showing his whole face with that sick look of determination and emotion quickly growing on it. His eyes are wide, and he sneers his teeth. Hellena lets go of him as he gets worked up. ** Alan "WRONG! This will not be your night, this will be _MY_ night! After I destroy you, I can finally and completely move on from our past. I can erase you from my memories. I can finally remove you from my history, but not completely, no. You will remain as a footnote, yet another victory piled up. You may be a former World champion, you may be a two time Intercontinental champion... hell, you even grasp onto the tiny little fact that you were Assault's 2008 King of Combat... but I've defeated World champions, I've defeated Intercontinental champions... and I've defeated Kings of Combat. Of all those accolades, the one you should cling to the most is the fact that you've been associated with greatness. You've been associated with ME. That association ends in your home town, Maynard. In front of your family, in front of your friends, your neighbors. The people you grew up around, the people who saw you when you were a young, innocent child. If they see you as a hero now, they will be looking at you in a different light soon enough. I am going to destroy one of their own, in front of a national audience. I am going to crush their pride, their egos, make them remember what they truly are... nothing. Inbred rednecks, disgusting white trash. Nothing. You are their one glimmer at honor, their one small light in a world of darkness and despair. They probably see you as a God, O'Toole, but I see you for what you really are. Beneath me. Great, but not great enough. Close... but no cigar. You are not a leader, you are not a saint. You are a vulture, a man whose history proves that you cling to whatever affiliation that holds the power. I didn't need Anarchy Rising. I didn't need the Whole Damn Show. But you did. You needed the Upstarts. You needed Jesse Montana, and then you needed me... to ride the coat tails, to leech onto the star in hopes of learning its secrets. The best you can do on your own is rip off a rock band as your 'gimmick.' A great, GREAT rock band, I will admit, but the point is your lack of originality. With the Upstarts, with the W.D.S., you climbed to those heights you dreamed of as a high school boy. You became a multiple time champion, you had high profile feuds and matches. You may have won your latest title on your own, but look at who your opponent was. A little fly, buzzing and flying around. Then you had your little.. 'program' with that moron Andrew Clash. A man that merits no worth. A flash in the pan, all hype but no goods. In one day, out the next. The damn time keeper could have kicked his ass, am I supposed to be impressed?" ** Alan pauses, and looks at Hellena. She gives him back a sinister smile, and tries to hug him again. However, he gently tells her no and she looks confused. He looks at Jenny and grabs her arm, re-positioning the microphone she is holding up. ** Alan "I am sure you are low enough to bring up your past with my present. You are going to tell me how I have your sloppy seconds and what not, something an immature teenager would say. But you see... I don't care. I don't care about who Hellena has been with. Her past is exactly that, HER past. It doesn't matter how many mistakes it took for her to get to where she is now. At my side. It doesn't matter who she's been with because I guarantee... I'm the best." ** Hellena grabs Jenny's hand and jerks it to her mouth, and almost apologetically to Alan, looks at him and then the camera. ** Hellena "Maynard... Matthew... I have been with some terrible low lifes, it's obvious. But now I'm with a REAL man. A man who can give me exactly what I want.. in -every- way!" ** Hellena lets out a loud and evil cackle before she backs off and Jenny moves the mic back to herself, nearly disgusted. ** Jenny "One final question, if you happen to defeat Cage at Road To Glory, who would you want your next opponent to be? I mean, it'd be the Tower of Power winner of course... but who would you want to see in that and take it all? ** Alan looks at Jenny with a impressed look on his face. ** Alan "An actual insightful question, Jacobs, you're finally getting better at this. It's not so much who I want to see win.. it's who I want to hurt more. I have an extensive list, of course. I'd love to put the title on the line against O'Toole, just to punk his ass again, but he'll be fighting Mike King. I'd love to put my title on the line against Eddie Rowan... but he'll be busy defending the tag titles. Who does that leave? My number one, my prime suspect. I'd love to see Matt Covey get the balls he once had, enter it, and win that damn thing. I'm not through with him, you see. He deserves another shot at the title. He deserves to get caught in the Riot once more. But there's others, as well. Some who haven't had the privilege of challenging for the title yet. Some new comers, some old. The first that comes to mind is one, J.A. 'Godzilla' Sawyer. The man who has the longest title reign in the history of the CZW, and the longest reigning World Television champion. Retarded gimmicks aside, this man has been with company as long as I have. There's not many that can say that anymore. He deserves at least the opportunity, if you ask me. I'd love to crush his dreams. There's new comer Ryan Shane, a very... colorful individual. He aligns with the straight edge super friends, but hey, we all makes mistakes right? He's young. He'll learn. I'd love to teach him his first extremely valuable lesson in CZW, to be honest. I'd like to humble him. There's a few, for sure." ** Jenny nods and asks: ** Jenny "Any closing comm-" ** Alan cuts her off. ** Alan "In closing, let me say this. Maynard, I am not looking past you. You are my #1 priority right now, feel special. Cage Stryker, I am not looking past you. Well, actually, I probably am. You are pathetic. And soon, you will be out of the way. The reign of Fiscus isn't going to end any time soon. It can't. It WON'T. I am simply the greatest wrestler on this roster... the nation, hell, in the WORLD. And I have proof strapped around my waist. There isn't one man on the roster who measures up to my greatness. I am perfect physically and mentally. I am beyond even my own expectations. Truly World class. It doesn't matter how much Cage trains for our match. It doesn't matter who wins the Tower of Power. They cannot usurp the puppet master. They will only be victims in the end. Maynard, count your blessings and your time. It's getting closer and closer by the second. Alan Fiscus don't get f**ked by no crab, son." ** Alan suddenly grabs Hellena and pulls her in, and they begin to wildly make out for a few seconds. Jenny has a look on her face like she just pissed her panties. They begin to stumble off, still holding each other in a tight embrace, as the camera zooms in on Jenny. ** Jenny "Never a dull moment in the CZW, that's for sure! This is Jenny Jacobs, and for CZW, we'll see you next time." ** Jenny shakes her head and looks off in the direction Alan and Hellena went as the scene fades to black. ** |
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