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| The scene opens on top of an enormous skyscraper. The building stands tall above all others around it. The lights of the city down below and around flash all over but atop the roof of the building there is not one light apart from the natural light bistowed by the moon that is high in the sky partially covered by clouds. Over the sides of the building looking down, it looks like something from a suicide attempt as it very high above ground level, the things below can only be seen as small blurs of colour flashing past. The sounds of the fast life below can be heard like it is in the distance as the building is so high, the lights from the smaller buildings flash around with their big neon signs and strobe lights attacking everything i their auspicious range. It makes it seem as if the area is very high on parties and night life as every single building is lit up in some way, shape or form, there is no quiet slumbersome things for as far as the naked eye can view and the ear can hear. The ground can just be made out with its cars flying past beeping and waiting at the traffic lights. Small dots can be seen walking the streets and they seem to be the late night party goers, as nobody else would be awake at this time of the night. The building itself is covered in many diferent cables, wires and satellite dishes. There are sorts of poles and high hanging wires that attach from one area of the building and some even go over drops leading straight to the ground way below. The floor of the expansive roof is made up of a layer of many small pebbles everywhere, making a small crunching sound with every step taken, nothing could get on the roof unnoticed because of this. There is nobody on the roof and it is quite cold as it is so high in the sky. Upon walking around the building it is the same scene that was witnessed before, with cables and everything but then one of the cables that go over the spaces in the roof that lead to a deadly drop, has three bodies hanging completely motionless, like they are unconscience, each body is hung up by their ankles and they just dangle aimlessy. Each one is the same and they are not wearing a shirt, just their pants. Suddenly the camera is rested down by the camera man as he quickly scampers on to the ledge to try and untie the dangling bodies that could drop and die at any such moment. Suddenly there is a voice, piercing over the skyline. [~Syth~]: You should get down from there and turn your camera on if you want to have your feet firmly positioned on the ground, if you try to help them in any way it will be you joining them and I am afraid the cable could not support that weight for more than five minutes, so you would all be dead. The way things are just now, they will probably die, but they do have a small glimpse of hope unless you decide to get involved. NOW LEAVE THEM!!! The camera man then quickly climbs down from the ledge and when he picks up the camera the picture shakes on the television as he is so obviously frightened with what could happen. Then Syth walks out from the shadows in the corner, as he strides forward towards the cowering camera, his hair comes over part of his face as he strides forward, keeping his cold, calculated eyes locked on the camera at all times. He does not stop advancing until he is in line with the bodies, then he turns away from the camera his face still full of anger. He stands looking more powerful and superior than ever before, just staring at the bodies that he has drawn up high above a drop that will take their lives. Slowly, as there is no noise or anything just the footage of Syth staring at the bodies, one of the people slowly begin to move around as if they are regaining conscienceness. Each of the half naked bodies is a male and the one that is stirring has short neatly cut brown hair, the other has blonde and the last is black. The man fully recovers and his eyes open and as he looks down he begins to scream uncontrollably, complete with crying. Slowly the other two men go through the same stages of stirring and as they wake there is the sound of three fully grown men yelling and begging for their life, everything that they say cannot be made out due to the fact that they are all speaking at the same time. Syth then breaks in over the screaming. [~Syth~]: You three pathetic fools should be quiet now because the more you struggle and squirm, the more chance there is of that cable snapping sending you to what you all fear most.....DEATH! If you continue to make this noise though, you should not just be scared of the chance there is of you falling, because it will be one hundred percent definate that you will die as I will cut you all down. So my advice is to stop the pathetic squeals. The men suddenly stop their shouts for help and they also stop the constant squirming. Although they move a lot more and talk a lot more than they did before Syth threatened to cut the cable. [~Syth~]: Now that they have stopped that pathetic inferior squealing, I will talk about the reason that they are there. You see as I walked through the streets, in the alleyways, through the dark shadows, that infest very area of every city and town world wide. Earlier on tonight I sat in an alleyway filled with the darkness that I have just spoken of, I was resting in anticipation for the bus that I would have to catch to get to the arena for Shockwave tomorrow night. You see I have to sit in these shadows otherwise I stick out comopared with the others the way I dress isn't normal, the wayt I look isn't right, they way I talk isn't proper, WELL WHO THE FUCK IS TO SAY WHAT IS RIGHT! None of these damned night goers as they dont mean anything. They think that everyone cares about them and what they are doing, well nobody could give one penny on them as they are nothing to do with others but themselves. All of you come across me and start to put down my lifestyle, what I am about, they think I am some gothic poet, well I am far from that for you ignorant bastards if you have not already realised. Tonight I was the one keeping out of the way of somekind of disturbance but these three that hang over head on that flimsy piece of metal, decided to pass me. Two of them donned Sharc t-shirts and the other a Dysan shirt, they all were drunk and upon seeing me started to tell me that I would be beaten tomorrow. Then in there drunken daze they took it upon them to try and attack me, that was the second move of stupidity by them, the first was the shirts but the assualt was too much. Now they hang unconsconscious and defenceless on a pole that couls o easily give way bringing them to a horrific death and for what because they think that they are cool and that people like me should just be looked dowjn upon and attacked, well wrong answer. They hold the same metality as Dysan and Sharc especially, I mean what was Sharc trying to show in that last promo, his attempt at shooting on me was pityful, it was an utter embarrassment, and all that it did was show his minor intelligence together with piss me off more than he has already done in the last week. I have to give your wrestling skills credit as you did to a good job by defeating me and contrary to what you said in your little promo I am not going to moan and whine I will congratualte you, but it was nothing but luck, believe me tomorrow wil be a different situation. You may be one of Leary's favourites and Swift's but tomorrow I won't hold back, I will destroy you piece by piece methodically like a trained master of torture. Sharc slowly but surely you will fall to the ground and will not gain vertical posture fora long time after that. You see the Fusion never conected with you on Friday and may not on Tuesday but there will be something I hit that shall be far greater than your limited threshold. In fact it may not be you altogether it may be Dysan who receives the finish, either way your loss record will decrease tomorrow and my will increase. Sharc I watched your promo numerous times as you rambled on and on about how I make evil poetry and that I will whine, well to my recollection I am yet to whine so the man that thinks I am inferior, that thinks I am a frek compared to him was wrong and very wrong more than once. You talked of defeating myself and Andfy Extreme tomorrow, well that shall not be part of th evening,because for once Dysan aswell as yourself shall lose, no matter how much Swift pulls for you he cannot deny me this time. Much of that little fake shoot was just things you were making up as you went along, but it is also increasingly worrying some of the things you talked of. You said I do not know the president of this company well, if you are talking of Byron which I am sure you are, then no i never knew what he was and frankly I don't really care who he is, or who any of the staff is. I am here for one reason and one reason only it is do be victorious in conquering this fed which I shall do as soon as Swift drops the idea of not letting his favorites lose. if you think I have gone off the subject of my macth tommorrow and this promo was pushing it then you must be part of the staff and frankly I do not care, so what will you do fire me, go ahead you shall regret it! Tomorrow, It Will Come Fast, You Cannot Out Last, For The Darkness Will Be Superior. It Is A New Reality For, Fusion Is That Reality. Slowly Syth just stops the talking and walks into the shadows again then after minutes of waiting th camera delves into it. Syth cannot be found amidst the darkness and when the camera man is sure he takes out his mobile phone and phones the building security team. After minutes of watchig the men that still hang their, terrified without moving or even talking, the security force arrives and the screen fades to black now that their safety is ensured. Syth's logo appears on the screen. |
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