Post by Deleted on Nov 21, 2015 17:06:35 GMT -6
It’s moments after Breakthrough edition thirty six and I’m sitting here in the medic room, getting my forehead treated after the stunt that Seifer pulled on me. I swear, when I get my hands on that freak, I’m going to fucking end him. As the EMT stitches up my head, he catches me with the needle and it stings like a bitch, so I grab his arm and squeeze it hard.
“Hey! Watch it doc! Or you’re going to end up needing a God damn medic yourself...”
He swallows hard.
“S-sorry Mr Robinson...”
Fucking idiot. Seriously, I wonder how some of these bastards get the jobs that they have, they can’t do shit. He continues to stitch up my head, and again for a second time, the stupid fucking prick catches me again.
“Fuck!”
I grab hold of him by the scruff of his neck and lift him up off his feet as I glare into his terrified face.
“That’s it! Get the fuck out of here you fucking moron! Go and find someone who can actually do their damn job!”
I throw him out of the room and just as I do, VoW interviewer, Darius Yates walks into the room. Just what I fucking need right now, this twat asking me stupid questions. I swear, my son could ask me better questions than this nob head.
“What was that all about?”
“Incompetent people who can’t do their damn job properly...speaking of which...what do you want?”
Darius, obviously offended by the remark, remains the professional he is as he ushers in his cameraman.
“I was wondering if I could get a few words with you on what took place earlier this evening on Breakthrough?”
Of course he does, how did I know that was coming?
“I’ll tell you what happened Darius...Seifer just signed his own fucking death warrant that’s what...”
I stand to my feet and push Darius out of camera view before I turn to the camera, a deadly, menacing glare in my eyes.
“So Seifer...you want a Crucifix Match against me at Darkest Hour? Our final battle! The only way to win, is to beat your opponent so badly, that you practically go ahead and crucify them upside down to win the match...something that you, Seifer...did to me at Breakthrough!”
I let out a sinister chuckle.
“I bet that felt good, didn’t it? After everything I’ve put you through...nearly ending your sister’s career, twice...taking out your friend and manager, Theodore Thompson...and then taking out your precious...pathetic girlfriend, Crystal Haize!”
Crossing my arms across my chest, I tilt my head to the left a little.
“But there’s one problem Seifer...you couldn’t do it on your own could you? You had to get outside assistance from those creeps that follow you around. Most importantly, that over seven foot tall freak of nature, Samael Asmodeus Iscariot...”
I let out a laugh.
“Speaking of which, how is Samael? Oh right yeah...you’re probably wondering where he is, right? You see...I discovered that Mr Iscariot isn’t signed to this company, so therefore...he is currently spending time in jail, after I decided to sue his ass for assault!”
Slowly cracking my neck from left to right, maintaining my eye contact with the camera as I do so.
“So, if memory serves me correct...you’re without Teddy...Crystal...and of course, Samael. And, I know what you’re thinking...you’re thinking that I’ll probably get my Orphanage brethren to come and help me out...but here’s the thing, have I ever used them to gain the advantage over you? No! I haven’t...and why? It’s simple really...because I am better than you!”
I stroke my beard, as an evil smirk appears on my face.
“I don’t need some seven foot monster to help me take you down! I don’t need some air-headed blonde bimbo to help me take you down! And I also don’t need some overweight, greasy slimeball to help me take you down either. I can do it all on my own...and that’s exactly what I’m going to do at Darkest Hour!”
Turning deadly serious now, my icy cold blue eyes pierce the camera lens with intensity and pure straight hatred.
“But that’s not the only thing I’m going to do to you at Darkest Hour, Seifer...oh no...after I have beaten you so badly, spilled your blood all over the canvas...broken every bone in your body, and hoisted you up onto that cross! Once I’ve done all of that...I’m going to have that cross lowered back down, I’m going to take you off...and then I’m going to end your career! I know I’ve said that a few times already, but this time...I’m deadly fucking serious! What I am going to do to you in our Crucifix Match, it will make being in Hell seem like a fucking circus! See you at Darkest Hour...”
With that, I’ve had enough of talking to the idiots at home as I disappear off of camera. it’s time to once again show the world exactly who I am. The most dangerous man...in VoW!
