Post by X on Aug 20, 2007 22:36:07 GMT -5
"The Gates Of Hell Are Open Night And Day"
How do you beat a man who can't be beaten? How do you expect to have any extent of hope to survive if you are facing a man you just found out you know nothing about? You just can't, what you can do, however, is to hope that after the contest is over, you're still breathing...
Long time ago, this man came to business... Maybe attracted by the wide variety of challenge the company could offer him, maybe attracted by an enigmatic red haired woman and her sinister ways... Or maybe, just maybe, because that company was one more of his goals into making a name for himself in the whole world... He wanted the world to know who he was, he wanted the world to see what he could do, and he wanted the world to remember his name for the rest of time... He had enthusiasm, he had athletic ability, he had the energy and power to go the distance and offer the audience in the arena and the millions worldwide the best show they could ever watch, week in and week out, night in and night out he would prove not only to others or the audience, but to himself that he was on his way of becoming no less than the perfect image of the perfect champion, and eventually, the perfect legend... Isn't it ironic that everybody knew who he was, and yet, no one truly knew him at all? Funny and interesting fact is that not even him knew himself completely...
As complicated as it sounds, this man had a past, had a history, he was not the icon and idol everybody knows, worships and adores, of course, sometimes he could walk around memorizing the dark bible and quoting dark poetry while he would kill, he could get inside the minds of his opponents and literally kill them from the inside before he could even reach the ring... Sometimes he could walk down the ramp while pyros exploded and the lights would dance to his entrance music, while he would turn out to be the world's fan favorite, the man who would always run and slide under the bottom rope to save the day and kick ass, the man kids loved to watch in action, the role model... Sometimes, he would turn out to be more than just a wrestler or a performer... He could show the world he could act, he could produce, he could play and he could gather personalities for whatever reason... He has charisma, he has resources, the only man you could ever know who is under 30 years old, has won more titles any veteran could ever dream and has become a three times Hall of Famer...
But, what happened before he could come along? What would this man used to do? Some affirm he's the spoiled kid of a rich businessman who wanted to pursuit a wrestling career from watching lucha libre on TV... But like everything, the dark truth always comes to shine...
He was a man who would be labeled as "Top Secret", a man who would get in action once everyone else had failed, he had killed, he had destroyed, and he would come back to his chamber just to wait for another day... X, the man once known to represent the unknown for no one could predict him successfully, was finally knowing his own truth, an unscheduled accident locked part of his memory, and soon, he believed his cover to be true, he believed he was truly Keanu Grant, the performer, the man who had just won his first ever World Heavyweight Title... And that kept on going on for years...
Now, honoring his mercenary ways, and after erasing his past from existance, X returns once again... Not to become the World Champion, not to become the idol once more... He came back to take the legendary Matt Szaban out of action, once again, he shown the world that he would succeed where everyone else had failed, Makaveli revealed to be the one behind X's appearence, and the one behind Szaban's demise... However, his speech didn't turn out to be the most sensate thing, as X challenged Makaveli to a Buried Alive Match... For old time's sakes...
A man is standing under the raining, water dripping from his leather coat while he waits, his buttoned shirt is also wet, but he doesn't seem to mind as a thunder is heard in the distance...
X, X-ecutioner, after destroying his last bond to his past decided to retire in a town on the northern frontier of Mexico, never to be found again, he would simply become a rumor, a killer's killer, and eventually, that rumor would become a legend that would be talked about for years to come, Makaveli found the way to contact him, and after a few months, X was making his secret return, this time to XVI, crushed Szaban's larynx, X looked everywhere for his second objective: Dark HalO, nowhere to be found, X was about to leave when he heard Makaveli expressing himself about the incident with Szaban, giving himself all the credit, a sinister grin appeared on X's face...
A lighting crosses the skies and wakes the man from his thoughts, another man was standing in front of him, the dim light in the alley would only allow to see shadows and silhouettes, yet, these two men knew each other for years, X was waiting for him, as the man starts to walk slowly towards him, he had his hair falling on his shoulders and a fierce look in his eyes, X starts to grin as the man stops in front of him
Sirens are heard as patrols speed up on the street, the red and blue lights enlight the alley momentarily
The rain would increase, as Cable starts to laugh, pointing at X
X smiles as he looks up, letting the raindrops fall on his face, he keeps on smiling
X looks down, still smiling, he approaches Cable and places his right hand on his shoulder
Cable smiles and shakes his head slightly, turning around slowly
Cable looks puzzled as X pulls a case from inside his coat, he opens it and shows it to Cable
In the case, the AWF World Heavyweight Championship Belt resided, Cable passes a hand over it and looks at X
Cable says nothing and closes the case, taking it and turning around
Cable walks away, as the rain keeps on falling, another lighting crosses the sky, X smiles to himself
"When It's Down To You And Me... Will You Still Be On Your Knees?"
"There's No One Coming... And There's No Way Out."
How do you beat a man who can't be beaten? How do you expect to have any extent of hope to survive if you are facing a man you just found out you know nothing about? You just can't, what you can do, however, is to hope that after the contest is over, you're still breathing...
Long time ago, this man came to business... Maybe attracted by the wide variety of challenge the company could offer him, maybe attracted by an enigmatic red haired woman and her sinister ways... Or maybe, just maybe, because that company was one more of his goals into making a name for himself in the whole world... He wanted the world to know who he was, he wanted the world to see what he could do, and he wanted the world to remember his name for the rest of time... He had enthusiasm, he had athletic ability, he had the energy and power to go the distance and offer the audience in the arena and the millions worldwide the best show they could ever watch, week in and week out, night in and night out he would prove not only to others or the audience, but to himself that he was on his way of becoming no less than the perfect image of the perfect champion, and eventually, the perfect legend... Isn't it ironic that everybody knew who he was, and yet, no one truly knew him at all? Funny and interesting fact is that not even him knew himself completely...
As complicated as it sounds, this man had a past, had a history, he was not the icon and idol everybody knows, worships and adores, of course, sometimes he could walk around memorizing the dark bible and quoting dark poetry while he would kill, he could get inside the minds of his opponents and literally kill them from the inside before he could even reach the ring... Sometimes he could walk down the ramp while pyros exploded and the lights would dance to his entrance music, while he would turn out to be the world's fan favorite, the man who would always run and slide under the bottom rope to save the day and kick ass, the man kids loved to watch in action, the role model... Sometimes, he would turn out to be more than just a wrestler or a performer... He could show the world he could act, he could produce, he could play and he could gather personalities for whatever reason... He has charisma, he has resources, the only man you could ever know who is under 30 years old, has won more titles any veteran could ever dream and has become a three times Hall of Famer...
But, what happened before he could come along? What would this man used to do? Some affirm he's the spoiled kid of a rich businessman who wanted to pursuit a wrestling career from watching lucha libre on TV... But like everything, the dark truth always comes to shine...
He was a man who would be labeled as "Top Secret", a man who would get in action once everyone else had failed, he had killed, he had destroyed, and he would come back to his chamber just to wait for another day... X, the man once known to represent the unknown for no one could predict him successfully, was finally knowing his own truth, an unscheduled accident locked part of his memory, and soon, he believed his cover to be true, he believed he was truly Keanu Grant, the performer, the man who had just won his first ever World Heavyweight Title... And that kept on going on for years...
Now, honoring his mercenary ways, and after erasing his past from existance, X returns once again... Not to become the World Champion, not to become the idol once more... He came back to take the legendary Matt Szaban out of action, once again, he shown the world that he would succeed where everyone else had failed, Makaveli revealed to be the one behind X's appearence, and the one behind Szaban's demise... However, his speech didn't turn out to be the most sensate thing, as X challenged Makaveli to a Buried Alive Match... For old time's sakes...
A man is standing under the raining, water dripping from his leather coat while he waits, his buttoned shirt is also wet, but he doesn't seem to mind as a thunder is heard in the distance...
X, X-ecutioner, after destroying his last bond to his past decided to retire in a town on the northern frontier of Mexico, never to be found again, he would simply become a rumor, a killer's killer, and eventually, that rumor would become a legend that would be talked about for years to come, Makaveli found the way to contact him, and after a few months, X was making his secret return, this time to XVI, crushed Szaban's larynx, X looked everywhere for his second objective: Dark HalO, nowhere to be found, X was about to leave when he heard Makaveli expressing himself about the incident with Szaban, giving himself all the credit, a sinister grin appeared on X's face...
A lighting crosses the skies and wakes the man from his thoughts, another man was standing in front of him, the dim light in the alley would only allow to see shadows and silhouettes, yet, these two men knew each other for years, X was waiting for him, as the man starts to walk slowly towards him, he had his hair falling on his shoulders and a fierce look in his eyes, X starts to grin as the man stops in front of him
~|Cable|~
"I had to see this by myself..."
"I had to see this by myself..."
Sirens are heard as patrols speed up on the street, the red and blue lights enlight the alley momentarily
~|X-ecutioner|~
"You heard the rumors?"
"You heard the rumors?"
~|Cable|~
"You facing this chump in a match, or you blowing the fuckin' facility on Cuba?"
"You facing this chump in a match, or you blowing the fuckin' facility on Cuba?"
~|X-ecutioner|~
"Both"
"Both"
The rain would increase, as Cable starts to laugh, pointing at X
~|Cable|~
"You know what's funny? We had to pretend this whole thing with you and I being newbies who couldn't wrestle their way outta wet paperbags so no one would suspect a thing, we would "Improve" and all... I don't think that, if they knew that was truly an operation to get Jakob Lee, they would of let us approach the company at all..."
"You know what's funny? We had to pretend this whole thing with you and I being newbies who couldn't wrestle their way outta wet paperbags so no one would suspect a thing, we would "Improve" and all... I don't think that, if they knew that was truly an operation to get Jakob Lee, they would of let us approach the company at all..."
~|X-ecutioner|~
"Jake Lee got away in the end..."
"Jake Lee got away in the end..."
~|Cable|~
"I snapped his neck once AWF died, no one saw, no one knew, a clean job, as far as the world is concerned, he simply disappeared... So tell me, now that I don't have to be your shadow at all, seeing how you blew our bosses... What's this shit about a match with that Makaveli guy?"
"I snapped his neck once AWF died, no one saw, no one knew, a clean job, as far as the world is concerned, he simply disappeared... So tell me, now that I don't have to be your shadow at all, seeing how you blew our bosses... What's this shit about a match with that Makaveli guy?"
X smiles as he looks up, letting the raindrops fall on his face, he keeps on smiling
~|Cable|~
"You don't need this... You're free, and you have more than enough money to disappear if you want to... Besides, what's so good about killing this guy and pretending it's wrestling? I am gone, I'm nothing but a memory, "Some dude I saw once somewhere", it's better this way, even if it means to cut some binds with people you have known... You're risking yourself and you don't have the need to do that, just think about it"
"You don't need this... You're free, and you have more than enough money to disappear if you want to... Besides, what's so good about killing this guy and pretending it's wrestling? I am gone, I'm nothing but a memory, "Some dude I saw once somewhere", it's better this way, even if it means to cut some binds with people you have known... You're risking yourself and you don't have the need to do that, just think about it"
X looks down, still smiling, he approaches Cable and places his right hand on his shoulder
~|X-ecutioner|~
"In spite of you being just my watcher back then, you've always been there as my best friend, faked or not, and you're acting like one right now"
"In spite of you being just my watcher back then, you've always been there as my best friend, faked or not, and you're acting like one right now"
~|Cable|~
"I got used to it"
"I got used to it"
~|X-ecutioner|~
"Yeah, anyway... I'll do this, one more time, one last time... I'll prove to Makaveli that I can bury him alive, because no one will simply take credit for what I do, and especially saying that they control me... The last thing that controlled me was blown into pieces, compared to what Makaveli will go thru... It'll be paradise"
"Yeah, anyway... I'll do this, one more time, one last time... I'll prove to Makaveli that I can bury him alive, because no one will simply take credit for what I do, and especially saying that they control me... The last thing that controlled me was blown into pieces, compared to what Makaveli will go thru... It'll be paradise"
~|Cable|~
"If you fuck up... I won't be able to help you"
"If you fuck up... I won't be able to help you"
~|X-ecutioner|~
"If I fuck up... I don't wanna be helped... This is the last thing these people will hear from me... No more titles, no more feuds, no more angles, no more storylines... I want Makaveli, I want to crush him and I want to bury him so deep, that not even God will be able to dig him up to life"
"If I fuck up... I don't wanna be helped... This is the last thing these people will hear from me... No more titles, no more feuds, no more angles, no more storylines... I want Makaveli, I want to crush him and I want to bury him so deep, that not even God will be able to dig him up to life"
Cable smiles and shakes his head slightly, turning around slowly
~|Cable|~
"I'll be waiting for you... Old Friend... I'll be watching somewhere, if you make it, you'll hear from me... Makaveli fucked up assuming he could control you and all... He fucked up big time, I admit it... But risking yourself to be recognized is not precisely the most intelligent of things to do... But you'll do fine for some reason, in spite this is against all common sense, I have a feeling that win or lose... You'll truly disappear"
"I'll be waiting for you... Old Friend... I'll be watching somewhere, if you make it, you'll hear from me... Makaveli fucked up assuming he could control you and all... He fucked up big time, I admit it... But risking yourself to be recognized is not precisely the most intelligent of things to do... But you'll do fine for some reason, in spite this is against all common sense, I have a feeling that win or lose... You'll truly disappear"
~|X-ecutioner|~
"I will disappear... I just wanted to see you before that match to give you something I believe it should have been yours instead of mine"
"I will disappear... I just wanted to see you before that match to give you something I believe it should have been yours instead of mine"
Cable looks puzzled as X pulls a case from inside his coat, he opens it and shows it to Cable
~|Cable|~
"You've got to be fuckin' kiddin' me..."
"You've got to be fuckin' kiddin' me..."
In the case, the AWF World Heavyweight Championship Belt resided, Cable passes a hand over it and looks at X
~|X-ecutioner|~
"The world says I won it... But you and I know that if it wasn't because of you being there, I wouldn't have made it... You're the rightfully owner of this, and I don't want you to say a damned thing... Once this thing with Makaveli ends, I'll disappear"
"The world says I won it... But you and I know that if it wasn't because of you being there, I wouldn't have made it... You're the rightfully owner of this, and I don't want you to say a damned thing... Once this thing with Makaveli ends, I'll disappear"
Cable says nothing and closes the case, taking it and turning around
~|Cable|~
"Just... Don't fuck up... You hear me?"
"Just... Don't fuck up... You hear me?"
Cable walks away, as the rain keeps on falling, another lighting crosses the sky, X smiles to himself
~|X-ecutioner|~
"I won't fuck up... This will be the last time... This will be the last one... The last match... Win or lose... Makaveli is going to hell!"
"I won't fuck up... This will be the last time... This will be the last one... The last match... Win or lose... Makaveli is going to hell!"
