Dealing the final blow
On Fri, Jun16, 2017 9:52pm America/Phoenix
Dealing the final blow
[The camera opens up showing the backstage area of the XL Center in Hartford. The camera pans around showing numerous superstars getting ready for their matches. They can be seen stretching, talking, working out, amongst other things. The camera pans around going to a dark area where footsteps can be heard in the darkness. Rayne slowly comes into the scene as he begins speaking]. Rayne: As the test of time moves forward, things can always be assured. Weeks turn to days, days to hours, hours to minutes, minutes to seconds. In each one of these happenings, there are things far beyond the control of you or I that happen that change the course of someones life, our lives, or that of the world. Someone right now could be getting shot, coming home from war...or going to it. I have waited and waited for this time to come. I have listened to the things that have been said, broke down the facts to each of the waiting masses, and laid out my plans one by every precious one. Now, you think that this would not be agood game plan going against those that I am. I have a huge waste of flesh, an arrogant prick, and a former friend and partner. While all of these men have different motives, we all know at the end of the day who they are most worried about..and that...is me. [Rayne lets out a laugh surely perceived as arrogant as he slips his hood off his head. He continues speaking]. Rayne: I am sure that you are all sitting there scratching your heads trying to figure out what I am talking about. You are trying to make sense of how that could even be possible. Look back. Analyze everything that all of them have said. Archer has spent more time trying to convince everyone, himself included, that he is going to beat me. He has spent his time telling everyone that I am unpredictable, a traitor, a sociopath, amongst other names. Meanwhile, Fill has been telling everyone he knows what I am capable of..the lengths that I will go to in order to win... [A sick and twisted smile crosses his face]. Rayne: And hes right. [He rubs the side of his face and lets out a long sigh]. Rayne: I have shown this place time and time again the lengths that I will go to get what I want. You see though, some superstars have the misconception that if you just stand there and talk and tell people that you are going to do something that it just...magically happens. While this may happen in the fantasy world that is Archers, this is the real world. This is a real match. This is WWX. And in this beautiful place where in just a few hours I am going to commit nothing short of murder when I take out the three other men one by precious one in order to take what should have been mine a few weeks ago. [He slams his fist into the wall frustrated. He turns and looks to the camera]. Rayne: Khoklov, you are nothing more than a waste of time and disappointment at this point. I waited for you to show your face, show people that you are going to make an impact in this match, and you cant even do that. You disappoint me on every level. Since you took the loss that you have, you have wanted nothing to do with being shown around here. While your loss wasn't a well deserved one, I think it hurt your fractured little ego to see that the big man on campus can be stopped. I have shown you that personally, and tonight, if you decide to show up into our match tonight, I will make sure I end you once and for all. [He begins jumping around for a moment keeping his mind going as he goes on]. Rayne: Fill, you preach about being able to change, but tell me why I have never seen it? There is nothing new about you, you are a repackaged toy from an old box. The fact that you continue to bow to these people in this crowd each week sickens me more and more to see. I am not taking credit for all your changes, only the fact that you are slowly coming back to the man I first met. That is all the more than I could ever want in all of this, and you have not disappointed. You continue to get the fans hyped up, spewing the same things about how you are the champ and going to come and win again. The odds are more than against you this time. I didn't promise you my service, but that doesn't mean that I wont give it to you to get through this. At the end of the day, we have a mutual interest to continue this with this belt just for more fun and you know it just as well as I do. [Rayne continues to pace back and forth thinking about the history. He shakes his head in disgust and then continues speaking]. Rayne: Archer...*Laughs* oh Archer. You talk about needing no one yet name one match that you have been able to complete with a move followed by a pin that you have done by yourself? I'll wait. *pats mic on chest* Ah okay, it cant be done. You want to walk around and talk about how you are going to do this and that, but how can anyone take you seriously? How can anyone consider you a legit threat when your biggest claim to fame is getting your opponents disqualified over and over again? No, how about using the Club to distract and attack your other opponents? Ah, no not that either. I tend to forget that you have been slaying people right and left. While you were busy talking sh*t and taking cheap wins, I have been racking up victories right and left. I have been showing the world that I am the ONLY legitimate contender for this championship. I am the only one that deserves to have that belt around my waist. So please, for all our sakes, do yourself a favor and sit the hell down. Take those fingers you are pointing, your cheap puns with my name, and point towards the man that will walk out with that championship...me. [Raynes face changes to that etched of a madman. He looks into the camera as he continues speaking]. Rayne: We could all bore you for hours talking about this match and what we plan but I don't intend to do that any longer. The only thing that I intend to come forward with from here is on precision, destruction, and chaos. When this match is over, your true international champion will be crowned as he should have been weeks ago. Your true international champion wont be looking to you for cheers to bring his spirits up. He wont be looking around pretending to be something that he is not. When we step into this ring gentlemen, all bets are off. I intend to do whatever it takes to walk out of here with that championship. Tonight, its either gold or a body bag...and ill do what I Have to do in order to make sure the latter happens. Talk time is over...its time for blood. The final blow has been dealt gentlemen...and now gods gonna cut you down! [Rayne slowly walks back into the darkness of the arena as the camera fades to black].