Post by Jordan "Bullet Proof" Glass on Aug 20, 2007 22:20:57 GMT -5
This is a
|. Plummeting Shards Creation .|
You may expect anything or nothing.
Think what you may,
but you're about to witness greatness.
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|x| Third time's the charm .. |x|
Jordan ~ Serafin are a higher breed.
The only thing you see is Jordan "Bullet Proof" Glass standing, everything around him pitch black as if a spotlight was being shone down upon him. His black leather trench coat shimmers in the light and his white tank-top is tight against his toned upper body. The ends of his dark blue jeans dangle around his black leather boots and his hair glows in the light making it seem as if he has .. a halo?
Jordan ~ Many people now think that we are complete, that no more will be added.
The oceans planted in his skull glimmering as he speaks softly through his barely opened mouth. The darkness around him is intimidating, not knowing what stands inside it, not knowing what could be revealed at any moment.
Jordan ~ Those people are wrong.
Jordan takes a step forward, out of the light and the camera pans. Now out of the light, the camera refocuses and you can see we are on a dirt road outside a city or town. Pine trees surround the road, giving you the hint that this place is in Newfoundland.
Jordan ~ Matthew, we are not finished growing yet .. we are far from it. Something is in the works that nobody would suspect, and I mean nobody. God himself was surprised when he set this in stone. This is something that will change the face of XVI .. forever.
As Jordan slowly swaggers down the road, the trees clear a little and you can see far in the distance .. the moon is shimmering off a pond, reflecting it's ever so wonderful beauty.
Jordan ~ I am Mister Ultimate Assault, I am Bullet Proof, I am the Number One Contender for the XVI World Championship .. but there's one thing I'm not, and that's the World Champion .. but after The American Dream, I will be .. I always will be.
As the trees once again become thick, you can hear crickets chirping in the grass and woods. Jordan smiles, showing off his pearly whites to the crisp night air.
Jordan ~ Something else that I am not, is Matthew Szaban, Champion of Champions. I will never be you, but that's not a bad thing Matt. I may never have thirty-nine title reigns, and I may never have a wife or a kid .. but I will always have the pride of knowing that I beat the man who beat Jihad Sullivan, along with many other greats .. and that's a good thing to feel.
Jordan laughs a little.
Jordan ~ .. and to think I was going to be content with facing off with Kidjack .. what a mistake that would have been. I see now that you are a worthy opponent. You may not be good enough to beat me, but you are worthy ..
Jordan stops walking and turns around, looking back down the dirt road. He smiles.
Jordan ~ You want to know why I'm here, Matt? I'm here because this is near the place I won my first ever title match .. sure, I might have been thirteen, but it was still a title. I felt so much pride on that day, and I carried the name of BCF Local Champion with dignity.
Jordan turns back and keeps walking, the smile still on his face as his eyes are toward the ground, watching where he steps.
Jordan ~ Something I never thought I'd see. Jordan Glass against Matthew Szaban for the World Title .. The American Dream will be a pay per view to remember, for all who know of it and all who are in it.
You may have beaten Calaz, Matt .. but you won't beat me. I promise you I will put everything I have left and everything I've already used up to win this match, and I will use things I never thought I had in me because this match is my life's work and I'll be damned if I go down without beaten the living hell out of you and out of myself.
Jordan stops, staring into the camera .. no. Glaring into the camera.
Jordan ~ What will happen when the clash of the Champion of Champions and the Champion To-Be go head to head? Watch XVI's The American Dream to find out .. you may be surprised.
Your screen goes to snow .. white noise. Suddenly, words begin to scroll across your screen.
OUT OF THE NIGHT STEPPED THE PROOF,
AND OUT OF THE DAY STEPPED THE ONE.
NOTHING CAN STOP THEM.
MANY HAVE TRIED,
NONE HAVE SUCCEEDED.
WHO WILL WIN?
GOD ONLY KNOWS.
THE AMERICAN DREAM
|x| .. and I'll come out on top. |x|
[Fin]
