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| The scene opens in the middle of a completely empty street. The street is quite small with only two lanes on the road which is very thin, with a small sidewalk on either side. The buildings up the sides of the street tower high into the sky completely blocking the lights that the moon and stars let down into the atmosphere. The only thing that gives off any light are the tall street lamps, that align them selves in a long row up the street, the only problem is that a number of the lights dont work as the bottom electricity boxes have been vandalised on many of them. All the lower level windoews of the buildings have thick wooden boarding nailed into them, the only reason for this could be to stop break ins and such. The streets are completely empty of people, with not even a trace of anyone to be seen, all there is up the road are cars. Every single one of the cars that lead up the street has been smashed up, all have the windows broken with tyres slashed and massive dents throughout the body work. All the lights in every building are turned off indicating that it is late at night and people do not want to show any sign of being at home in case there is trouble, the area seems to be a very rough area after seeing the details of the street. As the camera draws in closer to the walls of the large buildings, the major tell tale sign comes in to play. The walls are lined with many small pin point holes, they are bullet holes, that must have happened during horrific drive by shootings. Just as the camera notices this the sound of gunshots and a speeding car can be heard in the distance, this area is very dangerous. the camera draws away from the buildings and into a small path just off the main road area, all down the small alley are knocked over trash cans, garbage, and lots of boxes where the homeless are stuck to sleeping in. Tonight nobody sleeps in the alley due to the ever increasing downfall of rain. As the footage draws further down the dark, wet alley everything looks the same, but the further down, the worse things get. Now there are needles littering the floor, and even stains of blood on the floor. Then as the camera looks down at the floor there is an open manhole, suddenly there is a large cloud of dark purple mist that puffs up from the manhole. The camera then slowly draws into the dark manhole and the ladder can be seen below. When the camera is showing the footage of the sewer system at the bottom there is no light whatsoever, all that can be seen is pure darkness. The sound of slow flowing water and of echoing dripping can be heard all the way down the tunnel as all the revolting filthy gunge flows down, the simultaneous sounds of this underground sewage network are al that is to be heard. Suddenly there is a little flick and the camera turns on its light. Then the whole sewer has a small tunnel of light travelling right to the bottom. The water at the bottom of the floor is dirty with dead rats and such floating about in it. The purple mist can be seen floating around the air and it is in like a path leading down the tunnel, the camera follows the trail of mist to see what us at the other end. The camera keeps moving forward then suddenly the mist stops, there is no more in front and the trail behind is gone completely. Then the murmur of a voice can be heard, but what is said cannot be made out. Then suddenly a form walks out from straight ahead, from inside the deepest darkness. The form stands straight ahead but all that can be seen of him is the dark outline. Then his voice starts up with a angry tone. Syth: This place I stand is amidst the filth of this rabid rat race that stands above me through the concrete. What is passing through this darkened tunnel every night is the sludge and disgust that travels through the toilets of the infested apartment blocks above, all the people crammed into their living quarters use these toilets every day passing their disgust through these waters. Evey last one of them lives amongst this rat race that they fight through to survive, large families crammed into small rooms like those above this in hope that they will be one of the lucky ones that will one day venture into the world where life is not so torrid and envious. Where they can be the flashest person in their area, where people look at them on the televisions as the next big rap star, they all belive this stereotype is them but they soon find out it is not. Every night they go out to gain money by any means necessary including stealing, drug dealing and so forth. They all do this everyone as their own gang and they all think that they are the toughest and it will not happen to them, but in all reality it will it is the way that removes their overpopulation from the planet. Their over aggressive tactics of getting ahead causes death and destruction between all families. Everyone knows that the holes in the building walls above me were destined for a friend, a family member or even themselves. Although their are many holes in the walls and the amount of missed shots outnumber those that did hit the flesh, it only takes a small few to take the life of the living. The blood stays on the floor as a reminder of the tradgedies of the area but it is so frequent that nothing can be done about it. Everyone lives in fear about WHO'S NEXT. This is the same situation with all those that step in front of my wrath of darkness, everyone wonders will they be the next to be taken by my fate far worse than death itself as they have to live through the tormenting, neverending anguish of the Fusion. In this company there have been four that have fallen victim to me even though the records only show three and an equality. As with the story above the draw will be remembered but the circumstances surrounding it will be forgotten in a short period of time. But to keep it fresh in the minds of everyone here in the Tidal wave it was I, that had the Nations champion alongside his manager Carlos D' Angelo defeated. You see the Fusion put Graduate on the ground with no sign of movement then as I stepped on the top of the turnbuckles to take the brick down and smash Graduates head as I said I would, little Carlos that I remember from my old company of employment the XWF, he could not handle it there and he could not handle me at Shockwave. I leaped down ontop of him knocking him to the floor then I took that brick of the pole. Then after beating Graduate with the brick I stood in the centre of the ring around two fallen bodies as the newcomer that brought the educated Graduate a loss, it was to be an upset in the TWW books but not in mine. Then with my back turned Dysan stepped inside the ring with a baseball bat, with me having no recognition of his ominous presence I continued to stand in the ecstacy that victory brings to you but then in a swift blow Dysan felled me like a tree being smashed down with an axe. I took the wooden sports apparatus to the reverse of my head as it connected with my skull, the bat actually snapped in half with splinters of wood flying everywhere. Then I lay motionless on the floor, my skull cracked beyond recognition and the crimson flowing all over. This was Dysan's greatest mistake of his life, it stood as just a match for his title that would become mine, just one single fight but Dysan brought things up to the next stage, now the event at Mind Games has become more involved and personal. Dysan I witnessed you ask for a Hell In The Cell match to be sanctioned for our war on October 27th, well my answer is yes that match is very suiting for the war that will ensue. But as the days are crossed of for that match you have to wonder, what is to come next? What is Syth going to do? You started this into a war of the minds something you know nothing of, something that will takea massive toll on your mind if not completely destroy it. The games of the mind will flame to another level never before witnessed by anyone here in TWW. I will make your life hell, I will make your life no longer worth living, I will become a burden that you hope you will one day be able to overcome someway, somehow. The only thing is that as long as that title belongs to you this will never end, the title is destined for me and that is where it shall end, inside my scarred, torn hands. Dysan nothing is safe from me your family, your friends, your posessions, there is nothing that I cannot get to if I want, you may think of everything I say as an empty threat but just wait until it happens then you will see what I truly am capable of, you will see this darkness. Dysan it has started and the light at the end of the tunnel is nowhere to be seen. This Friday the next person that will fall like a cowardly whore is Sharc, he truly believes that he can bring a challenge to me that he is something that I cannot defeat. Well Sharc you may have a horde of meaningless bastards to talk in place of you but there is only one that can fight in place of you and that person is you. I saw Masked Jobber and the rest of them try to downput what I am but it makews no difference as all your threats are words that will not be backed up unlike mine which are threats that in two days will become something that you will understand. I heard mention of me reciting evil nursery rhymes in the forest, well if that is what you take thesewords as then today I am reciting my rhymes in an underground sewer, I will always recite it will never end as long as TWW stays afloat and even then it will continue, but you may not see it. Infact as you started to speak alongside Chelsea you seemed to not even care or acknowledge our match on Friday at Lightning, you even mentioned that you were not worried about the match whatsoever and that nobody should worry about you, well if anyone cared for you they would worry, that is a warning of what will happen. The talk of your challenge to Andy Extreme at Mind Games overshadowed the talk of me but that makes no difference as I shall make your loss record increase by one and your ego decrease by a lot, then maybe you will learn that nothing can be taken lightly and that nothing is going to be a pushover no matter how flawless you are, I can bring out the disgrace and failure in everyone and you are no exception. You hide under the name Sharc thinking that it will make you feared like the copy of what you try to be. The real sharks in this world are objects of fear, power and malice something you are not, instead of swimming the seas as the king of it all you are just like the disgust in these waters under my feet, you float along hoping that you will become big by showing nothing to back it up.Well this will not happen and I will show that on Friday as your slow electrocution takes place the lightning bolts will travel through the arena and you will feel them as one of the men defeated during the night. Out of all the matches there will be half the men that will come out in victory and half in defeat, you have decided where you belong but you chose the wrong one as you will simply be part of the latter group, the group with their heads down in defeat. But what will distance you from the rest is that you will not only be down in the slumps of defeat but you will also have your head overturned by anguish, pain, fear and most of all agony as you will know at the end of the night that Fusion was felt, as I lift you on to my shoulder in preparation for this move the fright will run deep to your heart then in a swift motion it will all have happened, the Fusion will have taken place and then the last three hits of our night will come to pass, 1......2......3. Unti that night you will not believe a word that I have just said, I will be seen in your eyes as a convicted liar but in the eyes of others you will just be a victim awaiting his demise and a great one it shall be. So Sharc bring along your friends, bring Chelsea, bring Jenny, bring Tooth Pac, bring Masked Jobber as only you can fight your battles and then after all is said and done the ones that care for you will see first hand what it is I can do, then when I have left and you lay unconscience on the canvas it will be them that try to save you. If you do not bring them however it will be safer for them as they will not be affected by the darkness as I will not be able to get to them, either way you shall lose nothing can be done now the match is booked two days remain, cherish them whilst they are here. Many Obstacles Are In My Immediate Future, The First is Sharc He Will Only Be, After Friday Ther Shall Not Be A Cure, As The Fusion Is Something That He, Cannot Overcome It Is Always There, After Sharc Is Over There Will Be More, Coming As If It Is A Dare. So It Is Written, So It Shall Come To Pass, the Darkness Shall Defeat You. Syth stands in front of the camera still with only his outline visible as all alse his completely hidden by the darkness, and the light on the camera is not strong wnough. The sound of footsteps through the disgusting water are heard but they seem to be coming forward as Syth's figure becomes easier to see, then Syth's head comes into the camera. He smiles and whispers some unknown language in to it. Then he walks away through the water and when is figure vanishes the screen fades out to his logo. |
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