Post by The VNB on May 26, 2007 9:15:27 GMT -5
The camera opens on the interior of the arena about an hour or so after a house show in Detroit Michigan has come to an end. We see The XVI World Heavyweight Champion, Matt Szaban, Walking down the corridor towards an exit with his duffel bag being carried at his side. He appears to be limping and favoring his back ever so slightly, Having suffered minor injuries during his last Championship defense. Injuries, You have to come to expect when you are on the top of the mountain such as Szaban is now... He stops for a moment and places the bag at his feet. He tries to stretch his back, And winces with the effort.
After a moment, He once again bends down to pick up his bag and continue on down the hall. The Champion walks gingerly, Trying to avoid putting more pressure on his knee or back. But then... A sudden unexplained sound from behind him makes Szaban spin around to try and find the source of the disturbance. After a moment of eeire silence, The Champ just shake his head, And continues down the hall.
However, He doesn't even make it even five feet and has no moment to react when a door suddenly swings open from the left and catches him square in the head! Szaban falls to the ground, Yelping slightly from the impact he takes on his back. The door slowly swings shut and none other than Jihad "The Devil" Sullivan, Is seen standing in the middle of the hall with a fire extinguisher in his hand.
Jihad ~ Excuse me, Champ... But you seem to have gotten in my way...
Jihad shakes his finger at Szaban.
Jihad ~ Tsk, Tsk, Tsk... And that will prove as a costly mistake...
Jihad lunges forward as Szaban tries to escape. He comes crashing down on The Champion, Driving the fire extinguisher into his knee. Szaban screams in pain and immediately clutches his knee with his hands. Jihad lets out and evil chuckle and sets the weapon aside. He then grabs Szaban by the hair and drags him to his feet. And then swings him forcefully, Face first, Into the side wall. Szaban starts to slide back down the wall, But "The Devil" props him back up. He then grabs Szaban by the back of the neck and pulls back.
Jihad ~ You need to learn what your place is in this company... You need to learn that interference with VNB business is not something that goes unpunished... And you will learn that wanting to put your hands on me was your biggest mistake of all...
Jihad pushes his face back into the wall, Then grabs the fire extinguisher once again and begins to slam it repeatedly into Szaban's back. Each time the champ slips down the wall, Jihad picks him back up and continues on with the punishment. It continues until "The Devil" suddenly aims low and slams the extinguisher into the back of his knee, Dropping Szaban to the floor like a sack of bricks. He is wailing in pain now as Jihad bends forward, And looks on with a look of joy in his eyes.
Jihad ~ Apology accepted...
Finally, The long barrage appears to be over. Jihad lays the fire extinguisher on the ground. And then turns and looks as if he will finally end this attack. But after only three, Maybe four steps. Jihad quickly stops, And with a primeval growl...
Jihad ~ Surely, You did not think I would let you off that easy, Did you?
And like a flash, Jihad has once again turned. Quickly, The fire extinguisher is once again in hand, And Jihad is making his way again over to the falling World Champion.
Jihad ~ My friend, It is now time to put you to rest. The legend of Szaban, Has went on... Far to long.
And then, Lifting the fire extinguisher high over his head. Jihad measures Szaban up, And with a crushing blow. Jihad brings the cold, Hard steel of the extinguisher down into Szaban's skull... Again, And again... And yet again. The horror, The carnage of the scene is unbelievable, As if out of a movie... As blood pours out of the ears, mouth and nose of our illustrious World Champion as he appears to now be convulsing... And with one last, Final growl...
Jihad ~ Ashes to ashes, Dust to dust... Fare they well hero...
You watch as Jihad, Then takes a knee next to Szaban, And begins to open his duffel bag. And then, Reaching inside, Jihad pulls out of the bag, The XVI World Heavyweight Championship! "The Devil" then drapes the Title over his shoulder and...
Jihad ~ The King Is Dead, Long Live The King...
And then, Abruptly, The sound of footsteps approaching causes Jihad to take a defensive crouch, And then just as quickly as he appeared, He then quickly slips away towards the building exit. The footsteps get louder as the approach. The pace begins to pick up and XVI Ring Announcer, Scott Garrett suddenly appears on the scene.
Scott ~ Jesus Christ! What the hell happened here?!
Szaban doesn't respond, Neither is he moving from the brutal assault. Scott bends down on one knee and tries to check out the severeness of the injuries. He then looks up with a sense of urgency and starts to call for help... However, Before his mouth even opens... The sounds of footsteps once again breaks the silence. And there, Turning the corner, Is once again... Jihad Sullivan. And this time, Resting upon his shoulder as he walks... Is a sledgehammer. Jihad looks Scott in the eyes, And gives a sick, Sadistic smile and...
Jihad ~ Scott... You have no idea, Just how exhilarating that was. What do you say, You and I, We finish this job... And rid The XVI of this filth...
A strange look appears upon Scott's face. Jihad extents the sledgehammer, And then... Very meekly, Scott accepts! Scott then, Stands over the fallen World Champion, He raises the sledgehammer high in the air, High over his head as Jihad stares on... And then, Suddenly...
A strange sound... Perhaps a bell... Maybe even an alarm sounds in the distance.
The scene then shifts, You find that we are now located deep within the compound of... The VNB. More precisely, The bedroom of Jihad Sullivan himself. We see that Jihad, Is now sitting on the side of his bed, Rubbing away the sleep from his eyes. You watch as he then reaches across his bed, And shuts off his... Alarm clock. Jihad then stands, And with a slight chuckle, Begins to make his way out of his room...
Jihad ~ As I said, This Dream Match, With most certainly be his Nightmare...
And with the sounds if Jihad still laughing as he makes his way down the hall, The scene fades to black...
End Scene.
After a moment, He once again bends down to pick up his bag and continue on down the hall. The Champion walks gingerly, Trying to avoid putting more pressure on his knee or back. But then... A sudden unexplained sound from behind him makes Szaban spin around to try and find the source of the disturbance. After a moment of eeire silence, The Champ just shake his head, And continues down the hall.
However, He doesn't even make it even five feet and has no moment to react when a door suddenly swings open from the left and catches him square in the head! Szaban falls to the ground, Yelping slightly from the impact he takes on his back. The door slowly swings shut and none other than Jihad "The Devil" Sullivan, Is seen standing in the middle of the hall with a fire extinguisher in his hand.
Jihad ~ Excuse me, Champ... But you seem to have gotten in my way...
Jihad shakes his finger at Szaban.
Jihad ~ Tsk, Tsk, Tsk... And that will prove as a costly mistake...
Jihad lunges forward as Szaban tries to escape. He comes crashing down on The Champion, Driving the fire extinguisher into his knee. Szaban screams in pain and immediately clutches his knee with his hands. Jihad lets out and evil chuckle and sets the weapon aside. He then grabs Szaban by the hair and drags him to his feet. And then swings him forcefully, Face first, Into the side wall. Szaban starts to slide back down the wall, But "The Devil" props him back up. He then grabs Szaban by the back of the neck and pulls back.
Jihad ~ You need to learn what your place is in this company... You need to learn that interference with VNB business is not something that goes unpunished... And you will learn that wanting to put your hands on me was your biggest mistake of all...
Jihad pushes his face back into the wall, Then grabs the fire extinguisher once again and begins to slam it repeatedly into Szaban's back. Each time the champ slips down the wall, Jihad picks him back up and continues on with the punishment. It continues until "The Devil" suddenly aims low and slams the extinguisher into the back of his knee, Dropping Szaban to the floor like a sack of bricks. He is wailing in pain now as Jihad bends forward, And looks on with a look of joy in his eyes.
Jihad ~ Apology accepted...
Finally, The long barrage appears to be over. Jihad lays the fire extinguisher on the ground. And then turns and looks as if he will finally end this attack. But after only three, Maybe four steps. Jihad quickly stops, And with a primeval growl...
Jihad ~ Surely, You did not think I would let you off that easy, Did you?
And like a flash, Jihad has once again turned. Quickly, The fire extinguisher is once again in hand, And Jihad is making his way again over to the falling World Champion.
Jihad ~ My friend, It is now time to put you to rest. The legend of Szaban, Has went on... Far to long.
And then, Lifting the fire extinguisher high over his head. Jihad measures Szaban up, And with a crushing blow. Jihad brings the cold, Hard steel of the extinguisher down into Szaban's skull... Again, And again... And yet again. The horror, The carnage of the scene is unbelievable, As if out of a movie... As blood pours out of the ears, mouth and nose of our illustrious World Champion as he appears to now be convulsing... And with one last, Final growl...
Jihad ~ Ashes to ashes, Dust to dust... Fare they well hero...
You watch as Jihad, Then takes a knee next to Szaban, And begins to open his duffel bag. And then, Reaching inside, Jihad pulls out of the bag, The XVI World Heavyweight Championship! "The Devil" then drapes the Title over his shoulder and...
Jihad ~ The King Is Dead, Long Live The King...
And then, Abruptly, The sound of footsteps approaching causes Jihad to take a defensive crouch, And then just as quickly as he appeared, He then quickly slips away towards the building exit. The footsteps get louder as the approach. The pace begins to pick up and XVI Ring Announcer, Scott Garrett suddenly appears on the scene.
Scott ~ Jesus Christ! What the hell happened here?!
Szaban doesn't respond, Neither is he moving from the brutal assault. Scott bends down on one knee and tries to check out the severeness of the injuries. He then looks up with a sense of urgency and starts to call for help... However, Before his mouth even opens... The sounds of footsteps once again breaks the silence. And there, Turning the corner, Is once again... Jihad Sullivan. And this time, Resting upon his shoulder as he walks... Is a sledgehammer. Jihad looks Scott in the eyes, And gives a sick, Sadistic smile and...
Jihad ~ Scott... You have no idea, Just how exhilarating that was. What do you say, You and I, We finish this job... And rid The XVI of this filth...
A strange look appears upon Scott's face. Jihad extents the sledgehammer, And then... Very meekly, Scott accepts! Scott then, Stands over the fallen World Champion, He raises the sledgehammer high in the air, High over his head as Jihad stares on... And then, Suddenly...
A strange sound... Perhaps a bell... Maybe even an alarm sounds in the distance.
The scene then shifts, You find that we are now located deep within the compound of... The VNB. More precisely, The bedroom of Jihad Sullivan himself. We see that Jihad, Is now sitting on the side of his bed, Rubbing away the sleep from his eyes. You watch as he then reaches across his bed, And shuts off his... Alarm clock. Jihad then stands, And with a slight chuckle, Begins to make his way out of his room...
Jihad ~ As I said, This Dream Match, With most certainly be his Nightmare...
And with the sounds if Jihad still laughing as he makes his way down the hall, The scene fades to black...
End Scene.
