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| Topic Started: Jul 23 2010, 12:25 AM (145 Views) | |
| Edward Croft | Jul 23 2010, 12:25 AM Post #1 |
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Running With The Devil|Croft's Transformation![]() The guard was changing and he knew it as the night air brushed upon his face. He’s been through a lot of pain and also a lot of grief. The being was lost without a sense of direction, and he couldn’t actually care about what his future held. The black coat was over his broadened shoulders and the breeze was utterly perfect. He stood outside of not to sure on going inside or not. He was not to sure on a lot of things but all he knew was pain and destruction. The hell he was put through will be felt upon the creatures in the CZW organization. He wanted to destroy them all and finally be back upon the top of this great sport. From his time at the bingo hall he has come to a realization that all is not calm or still. No one knows the trouble he sees and they will soon come to grasp on that complex motive. He suddenly began to walk through the bowels of the alleyway and then saw a guard. He brushed past him and didn’t stop his trip inside the Conseco Fieldhouse and then he came to upon a stop. He looked at himself in a bath room mirror and saw a man who had been through a stellar career. The man born as Edward Croft was known to those fans as “Canada's Finest" and this marks his return to the top. He brought along a man that’s like a father to him tonight. The message was going to be delivered and to those that listened were in for one hell of a treat. Edward Croft walked toward the Conseco Fieldhouse with sheer determination and his expression on his face was emotionless. Then reached the curtain as then his music started bursting out of the P.A. system. Edward walked toward the ring blocking out the fans cheers for a moment thinking to himself. Steadily pacing his movements and feeling quite good honestly without said reason. First off he was about to make it on a grand, the blood of the opposing will spill and lastly he will again claim his Manifest Destiny. Edward Croft reached the ring and ducked under the ropes grinning with a huge yet sick grin. He then grabbed a microphone and then eyed the crowd who were in Aw. The clear atmosphere was settling in and then Edward Croft sat in the center of the ring on a steel chair. And then the lights went out as a clear spotlight was upon “Canada's Bad Ass". Edward Croft’s hands was shaking like he was having a seizure and his eyes were still in a trance. Edward then sat up in the chair the mic pressed against his lips. He then looked around one last time at the crowd and he could feel their humanity. He could feel their energy and he wanted to feed upon that with his cancer. He wanted to break their energy down for his own selfish gain. Edward then remembered Doctor Glenn Sanders and the hell that was put upon him. Samuel Croft: Here Lies A Loving Husband & Father that’s what his dad’s tombstone had read. The day he died it pierced Edward’s soul and that day he had snapped. The future of him was uncertain but he was going to get up and overcome his obstacles. Edward Croft|The Canadian Bad Ass “You know when I was a little boy my father was the guiding light for me, he was the type of guy that listened to all my problems and he never asked me for anything. You know when he died I didn’t know how to survive through that type of pressure. I was literally going through the motions and again taking to the bottle and the pills. I was killing myself and that wasn’t the right way to go out. I was going to die but then one clear summer night God spoke to me. Maybe that’s hard to believe to some of you down trodden atheists in the crowd tonight but he had. God said “ Edward your going to regain your Manifest Destiny and overcome the sheer demons be cursed to you.” Well at first I was a little taken aback that God had spoke to me. You know how a junkie feel after taking a hit and I believed I was a little to under the proverbial influence. But none the less I got myself up and then dedicated myself to regaining my Manifest Destiny. But I also wanted to destroy one person’s humanity along the way. Sterling James Keenan I’ve got your number and you know it. The winds of the wicked are blowing into the CZW with reason amongst matter. You have no idea what I’ve been through to get to this point. I mean you don’t and there’s that known question .. How to stop an Atomic Bomb? And the answer is you can’t. You can’t stop me and you can try to stop me all you want but you can’t. Pull the wool from over your eyes champ and know that you have my Manifest Destiny. That CZW Heavyweight Championship is coming home and it’s coming home real soon.” Edward Croft then readjusts himself looking around at the fans and his demands were quite simple really. He had wanted the humanity of one Mister Alan Fiscus and he wanted his championship belt. The thought of him vanquishing this renowned wrestler was simmering in his soul. And well once upon a time Croft was said to not possess a soul. Well years later after crawling beneath the bowels of the planet earth he had found what he didn’t obtain. He now has a mortal soul and his actions are a little less savage than before but he needed to let his motives become clear. He needed to let the entire CZW locker-room know where he was coming from. And he needed to let his actions be known quickly and swiftly. Edward Croft|The Canadian Bad Ass “The story of Hansel & Gretel had a very clear meaning to it. The meaning of that story was never stray from a given path or be simply devoured. You’ll be devoured by the evil in the story that was the witch in this equation it’s My cancer. You see my cancer seeps through my veins and mark my words it will devour your utter being. I’m not going to pussy footing around and have no clear goals. I’m hear for one reason and that’s to claim my Manifest Destiny and if I regain a new stable that’s questionable. I have been turned on time and time again due to my legendary status. And I’ll be damned if another one of you ungrateful sheep attack the Shepherd. I feed you, clothe you and hell I even provide you with shelter. But what do you do … You spit in my face and go off to think your some kind of big shot. Matthew Palmer you were nothing then and you will never be nothing with your smart attitude and your blatant disrespect. Without me your nothing but a guy who can’t lace up his boot straps. I am the Shepherd who leads the people to glory and victory without me your left for dead. You strayed to the wrong path like Alan Fiscus and that gelatinous scum Cannon Shore . You have grinded my gears for far too long and guess who’s back to even the score. Little old Croft has flew over the cuckoos nest and he’s here to desecrate you all. No one will be safe from my cancer so you can run but you can’t hide. You can’t hide from the eyes of the shepherd and certainly can’t betray him. The wrong path isn’t the wisest move any of you can take because you have surely hell to pay. But without further due here’s a man that has managed me in the past. He has always held me up when I was down or down right betrayed me when I was weak. He is Father Elijah Hughes!!!” Father Elijah Hughes made his way to the ring as the crowd eying him. The long black hair and the red suit was fitting on him. It was fitting to someone who had been called the human incarnate of Lucifer himself. Elijah Hughes got inside the ring and the spotlight was lifted at that point. The lights were back on as Elijah Hughes and Edward Croft shared a casual embrace as Hughes grabbed a microphone. Father Elijah Hughes|The Holy Man “Well the air is a little mucky outside but that’s because hell has indeed frozen over. Edward these people have no idea what’s going to happen once the sheer veil is lifted . You gave me quite the offer when you called and I couldn’t refuse. You are the Technical Wrestling God and it shows from the way you delivered that chilling memento. You are not taking any crap from none of these simpleton wrestlers on this roster. Also to Mister Montana you are a smart man, by the way your prime was years ago and still you never cease to show your ingeniousness . Well Mr. Montana you see my client wants Alan Fiscus and that says money all over it. And Jesse you said it yourself Controversy indeed creates Cash. And the cash off of these two clashing one on one is tremendous. I mean who wouldn’t want to see “The Canadian Bad Ass” Edward Croft against “ The Serial Stalker” Alan Fiscus. I would pay a lot of money to see these two great athletes go one on one but it’s up to you Eric. If we aren’t handed that match on a silver platter there will be consequences. And these consequences will come sooner rather than later. You see Croft is prepared to destroy everyone in that locker-room. He will maul them and injure them until you give in Jesse. You don’t want to lose money so I suggest you do give in. Or you will see the same ending a similar fellow received. The common ending to this is that we are given what we want. It’s very simple unless the cruel unearthly methods are handed out. A thousand lashes across the spinal area of every CZW employee. Ouch!!! That will indeed send a message to you or we can see that your house is burnt down. But maybe I’m getting beside myself. I was gone for rather a long time and sometimes I run off at the mouth but it’s the truth. We want this opportunity Jesse and we want it now or it’s going to be -Click- Doomsday!!!” Elijah Hughes starts laughing as Edward Croft looks on to him. Edward then rotates the microphone in his palm. He looks at the crowd and he then starts to hum a little. The hum was a mere melody stuck in his head. Edward Croft was again caught upon the thoughts of his life spiraling out of control. He has lost a lot and gained little and it was his time. It was his time to somehow reclaim the humanity he had lost. By feeding upon the humanity of others will he truly see where his destiny lies. Kurt Cobain was a musical genius but he met the bitter end of a double barrel shotgun. Edward gulped and thought about himself taking that sort of bitter end. Maybe it could happen or maybe it can’t who knew what his future held but God. But Edward knew what God told him and he was going to follow through his instructions. Edward Croft|The Canadian Bad Ass “The accursed rain fell upon me and I didn’t know if I’ll make it out alive. But here I stand before you a new man and better than any simpleton. The rain burnt against my place and I was wounded for merely a few months. You see after so many trials in my life I’m here to finally obtain what alluded me for years. My destiny is here in CZW and I’m going to hold it in my grasp. Think of CZW as a giant tree and lets say a majority of their roster are weak branches and at the top sits Alan Fiscus. So I’ll go through the weak branches snapping them like twigs. After snapping them I’ll finally see the top and on the top is Alan Fiscus. So when I see him I’m going to beat the holy hell out of him and then throw his battered carcass beneath me. And when I hear his body implode on the root of the giant tree known as CZW. Then I’ll take my rightful place at the top of CZW with a twisted grin. My life isn’t the boyhood dream yes in ROH I took you to the childhood home of myself. Yeah I had a rich family but you see I didn’t fit in it. I was hooked on the drugs and the booze and I wasn’t really keen on my surroundings. I still have yet to really kick my addictions also I am addicted to pain. Yes they call that a Masochist and I’m that kind of guy. The sheer adrenaline when let’s say a piece of barbed wire cuts into my epidermis. The skin starts to sheer off and then the blood begins to flow from the wound. Boy! I’m in ecstasy at that point but also when I start to batter my opponent, carving him up good and he starts to let out the dying scream. I want to let all my opponents feel my pain and feel what I have gone through over my vast career. No one has handed me anything and I’m here to take what’s rightfully mine. Alan your just keeping my Manifest Destiny warm that’s all for once I get a hold of you it’s over. All you emotion and energy will be devoured on sight but my hands. I’ll let my cancer seep inside of your skin and let it feed on your humanity. It will feed and it will consume you, like when a rattlesnake consumes a mice and I’ll be left standing. I’ll be left standing with a new outlook on life and also I’ll hold something dear to me. You see the line has been cast out upon the open sea that’s CZW and I’m trying to catch the big fish. And Alan when I catch you it will be nothing short of pretty. Let’s say it will be down right ugly and I mean it will be uglier than that chick you wish you hadn’t slept with. I mean they say you can’t survive a holocaust but I’m living proof you can. I have survived and I will make sure you wish I was dead. With the Holy Cross proudly draping around my neck I’ll claim what I seek. I’ll claim it and none of you will be able to stop my Cancer, my Atomic Bomb and My Plague. So it’s been written and so it shall come to pass . “I'm Canada's Finest Bitch !!!". Edward then drops the mic down hard as the static hurts the ears of the crowd and the commentators in the Canseco Feildhouse. Edward looks at Father Elijah Hughes and they precede to leave the ring. Edward Croft has made his statement and has given fair warning that he wasn’t looking for a less than stellar run. He was looking for the humanity of one Alan Fiscus and to claim the top spot in CZW. And he let it be known that whoever stands in his way will be devoured by his cancer, his plague, his atomic bomb and nothing will be left. Edward Croft got to the top of the entrance ramp as the crowd was still cheering for this great entity. Edward Croft then went through the curtain with a grave new future ahead of him. What’s next for ? The only person who knew that was the man himself as even Elijah Hughes didn’t know. The hills are running red and the humanity of these sheep will be fed to the Shepherd. The Shepherd by the name of Edward Croft. Backstage the man known as Edward Croft sulked in a chair. Forgoing through his daily changes not knowing,of his future and his destiny. The cool breeze of the air condition touched him as he was in a deep trance. His trance was fixated upon the locker that was in front of him and he rammed his foot in to it. He rammed the butt of his foot into the locker with might and force letting out his frustrations. He was trying to make a statement against an inanimate object. Edward wiped and ran his hands through his hair folicles like he was mad. Edward Croft after basically destroying the backstage area started laughing manically. He was laughing like he belonged in an asylum,maybe he needed the help or possibly he wanted to portray a mad man. Edward was a genius but stuck inside him was something sinister and dark trying to get out. Edward Croft was sitting laughing to himself like he was Heath Ledger's Joker reincarnate. He let out some sentimental words that wasn't really knowing but it was shocking and gut wrenching in it's own right. Edward Croft|The Canadian Bad Ass "The rare breed of darkness shall devour the mortal inhabitants of CZW,and I shall reign over you. I shall reign over you like a Egyptian Pharaoh . Making you follow my define leadership holding a young maiden under my complete control. The destruction I dished out was just a mere sneak preveiw. Behind every action is said to be a reaction but what can they do. What can these ingrates muster up that I haven't seen before. I've seen it all and been through it all but still I remain. I remain strong and in place like clear set of bricks. The opposition shall not penetrate the walls that I set up. They can't and they shall not because i'm not vulnerable at all. I may appear vulnerable due to my outer appearance but i'm capable of mass murder if pushed. The pyschotic adrenaline bursting through my little veins is enough to make anyone look the other way. But here amongst these CZW boyscouts there is a brave one by the name of Alan Fiscus. He certainly thinks he can defeat the big bad wolf,but he can't surely and will end up my lunch. You know i've been looking through the silver linings lately but this saying took me by far. It's the code I live by and it shall be echoed throughout my destruction. Tim Timmons & Waylon Krew you guys are nothing but whiny little bitches. And Krew your winless streak shall continue and no one cares about your whore of a wife. I wasn't born a fool and I won't lose like a fool. I shall reclaim my win streak and reclaim my Manifest Destiny. Because a great man said once "Wait till' they get aload of me" !!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA !!!" The unearthly laugh escaped from Edward's mouth as he sat in midst his destruction. This was surely a preveiw of the dark things to come. His cancer,Plague and Atomic Bomb was about to launch and there was no one to stop him. He was the invincible anarchist on a path of sheer destruction & chaos. A route so outlandish that nothing but pain will escape from it. You are looking at the beginning of dark times in CZW. And one man leads this darkness in ten fold and he is "The Canadian Bad Ass" Edward Croft. So when you are walking alone in the back make sure to bring a flashlight with some batteries. Better yet it's best to stick with a partner. You see the worst case scenario is Edward bludgeoning you in the skull from behind. And then no one will hear you let out a scream. The darkness is thick like the fog and he hides in it like a Fox. A fox that's about to claim the prey for he is the cunning yet swift predator. As though he has said before numerous times before. Edward Croft would like to welcome you all to the terror dome. ~Fin~ |
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