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Date Posted: 13:48:23 04/16/03 Wed
Author: Kronik
Author Host/IP: inktomi6-not.server.ntl.com / 62.254.0.9
Subject: Only One Of Us Walks Away


The scene opens up and we are seeing the inside the the boiler room where Kronik seems to be conducting these promos from. Across the back wall we see the clothesline from last time. Hanging from it with string nooses is the range of EWE figures like last time although the Xavier Serikaz figurine is now missing. The rest of the roster still hang from the nooses in the background. Sat in front of them is Kronik. He sits there cross-legged, with his eyes closed just like last time. His EWE Tag title is draped over one shoulder and the EWE European title draped over the other shoulder. He opens his eyes for yet another greeting of the viewers.




.::Kronik::.


Greetings you insignificant flies. More to the point. It looks like we have seen the last of Xavier Serikaz in the EWE. Lets take a look back at Mayhem shall we?


The scene cuts to footage from the match on Monday Night Mayhem. The EWE European title rematch between Kronik and Xavier Serikaz. It shows the ending where Kronik hits two Kronik Booms in a row, just like he did on Warfare last week to win the title. It then shows how this time, Kronik didn't lock in the kro-bar. He pinned Xavier Serikaz with one foot on his chest.




Both men get up and Xavier runs towards the champion but Kronik quickly clotheslines him to the ground.He then picks him up and give him a gorilla press slam.Kronik grabs Xavier by the neck and lifts him to his feet and boots him in the midsection and gives him Kronik boom!

Jim Ross-Kronik Boom!

Kronik picks up Xavier again and gives him another kronik Boom.

Jim Ross-He's doing it like last time!

Kronik then places his foot ontop of the chest of Xavier as the the referee makes the count.123!

Fink-The winner of this match, and Still EWE European Champion Kronik!!!!



The footage comes back to where Kronik is sitting. From seeing this he just remains his usual serious self. He had beaten Xavier Serikaz twice. Xavier Serikaz, the man who was the first EWE European champion, decimated in a matter of a few minutes. The first match had been longer. Now that Xavier had to face the man who beat him a second time, it was all over a lot quicker than the first time. Kronik had annihilated Xavier Serikaz.


.::Kronik::.


Well. Xavier Serikaz. It looks like you were nothing but a pissant that didn't make it back to the ant hill in time. It was too late for you. You were crushed, humiliated and defeated! Just like last time, I gave you not one, but two Kronik Booms. The reasoning for them, just the same as last time. Because I fucking well wanted to. I wanted to give you two Kronik Booms and that is exactly what I gave your worthless self. Last time after the two Kronik Boom's, I locked you in the kro-bar and you passed out through the pain. This time the match wasn't even half as long as the last one. I beat you in record time. That goes to show that in each match, I could destroy you anytime I wished. You are nothing Xavier. You weren't fit to hold the EWE European title. That is why I had to take it away from you. I placed one foot on your chest and pinned you to the mat. You were the worthless shit on the bottom of my shoes. You are washed up and finished. Good riddance to you, Xavier.


Kronik glares into the camera. He didn't give a shit whether this had ruined Xavier Serikaz's EWE career or not. It didn't matter. Xavier Serikaz had just been used as a stepping stone for Kronik. A mere ripple in the pond that had just reached the end of it's wake. Xavier Serikaz was either down and out, or he'd have to start from the bottom. Maybe now was the perfect time for him to quit and forget he was ever in the EWE facing Kronik.


.::Kronik::.


Now onto the current matters at hand. The matters that lie before me. The matter that doesn't in fact, matter. Dread Knight. Now we've already been in the same match before. Remember back to the very first match in the EWE. Think carefully. The tag team title barbed wire match. It wasn't you and Kane that walked out with those tag titles. No. Me and the Husky won that match. I took the victory. Fortunately for you, it was Kane who took the brunt of my force during that match. I lacerated his arm by locking him in the kro-bar amongst the barbed wire. And let me tell you this Dread Knight. I fucking enjoyed it. I enjoyed watching as Kane's arm bled more and more the longer I had the kro-bar locked in place. I could see, hear, smell and feel his pain. It was a great feeling. But that pain and suffering is nothing compared to what you shall feel on Warfare. Thursday Night Warfare. It's your damn funeral.


Kronik pauses to let his words sink in a little before continuing. In the background it is noted that Dread Knight's figurine is hanging there amongst the others. Before his last fight, Kronik had made a makeshift blowtorch using a lighter and a deodorant can. He'd melted the plastic Xavier Serikaz figurine until the neck broke. Then on Mayhem, it was Xavier Serikaz who he broke.


.::Kronik::.


Now Dread Knight. We have yet to face each other one on one. Warfare shall be the first time that we truely dance. Now I know you are a smarter man than Xavier. You will have been watching tapes of my past matches if you were doing your homework. You witnessed first hand, my capabilities in the first EWE match. Now in my next two matches, Xavier Serikaz was nothing but a martyr. He was the example I made to the EWE. The first match, he holds the EWE European title. He is the champion. I destroyed him. Two Kronik Booms and a Kro-bar and he passed out. I beat him senseless and didn't give a shit about it. That's how i'm going to feel facing you. I will beat you senseless and not give a shit.


Kronik takes a brief pause. All the time as he talks, more and more thinking being done. Many talk before they think. A stupid mistake. Kronik didn't take that sort of risk.


.::Kronik::.


Moving onto the second match. I do my homework. I beat Xavier Serikaz in less than half the time in the return match than it took me to beat him in our first match. That is because I remember. I remember strengths and weaknesses. Xavier Serikaz was new territory in the EWE when I claimed his European title from him. He got his rematch against me and I used the knowledge I gained from last time. It took me a matter of a few minutes before I was stood with one solitary foot on his defeated chest. I gave him two Kronik Booms yet again. Just like the first time. Why? Well you should know by now. Those that don't weren't paying attention. Ignorance will not be used as an excuse. I gave him two Kronik Booms because I fucking well wanted to. Much like I can and will do anything else that I want to. And Dread Knight. You've already felt the Kronik Boom for yourself during that tornado tag barbed wire match. Now on Warfare. If I want to give you two Kronik Booms rather than one. I will. I will do it. I don't give a shit about you.


Kronik has yet another pause as he sits there staring into the camera. All the while he keeps his eyes focused. Not even a blink of his eyes. His vision is firmly on the subject.


.::Kronik::.


Going back onto the subject of remembering. You've seen what I did to Xavier Serikaz. I remember what he did the first time and used that against him the second time we faced. Now take this into account, and be very careful. I remember everything about our first encounter. I remember the tornado tag team barbed wire match vividly. I remember it like i've just been through it a moment ago. I now know how you work Dread Knight. I will now use that against you on Warfare. You can't kill me. I'm inside you. I'm inside your head. I know how you work.


Kronik sneers as he allows his words to cut into the enemy life a knife through soft butter. Kronik knew what Dread Knight was about. Had Dread Knight remembered every detail of the tornado tag team barbed wire match? That would remain to be found out.


.::Kronik::.


I hope you've done your homework on me Dread Knight. It would be such a pity to have to dispose of you in the same way that I disposed of Xavier Serikaz. Fortunately for you, you have yet to give me reason to annihilate you. But that still doesn't mean I won't. I don't need a fucking reason for anything I do.


Kronik then takes a lengthy pause. He closes his eyes once more and takes a few breathes. Inhaling and exhaling. Breathing controlled, mind controlled, body controlled, soul controlled. He then opens his eyes once again.


.::Kronik::.


Now our match on Warfare is a tables, ladders and chairs match. You think that bothers me? The only thing that bothers me in the slightest is that there is no cage or hell in a cell in addition to those items. The more things to beat you with, the better. Hardcore is my territory. Some people view using weapons as a cowards way of fighting. I laugh at those idiots. Why punch someone in the face when you can get a better impact using a ladder? Why break someone's back across your knee when you can break their back by putting them through a table? Why piledrive someone onto the mat when you can pileddrive them onto a steel chair? You see my point now? Exactly. If there is a chance to cause more destruction of my opponents, I will make full use of that.


Kronik glares into the camera allowing another pause before continuing yet again. He then breaks out into a grin and laughs. He shakes his head a little before returning to full seriousness once again.


.::Kronik::.


You know it makes me laugh. Just thinking of all the possibilities this match brings. I would say that I hope you are doing a lot of preparation for this match but it doesn't really matter either way. I don't give a fuck if you are preparing or if you are just going to head into the match hoping for a lucky win. No amount of preparation will be able to fully prepare you for what I will bring to the ring. I've been taking it easy so far. I will be using you as my stepping stone to picking up the pace in the EWE. The European title is on the line. Do you think I annihilated Xavier Serikaz and then took the gold that comes with it for granted? I represent this fucking piece of gold now. The European title is now as good as me. I set the bar and on Warfare. That bar is going to be so fucking high that you have no hope of making the jump for it.


Kronik pauses again. Letting each segment of his full view be taken into account in easy bitesize chunks. Making sure that everyone pays full attention and that they don't take anything lightly.


.::Kronik::.


On Warfare there is going to be blood, pain and suffering. I know i'll bleed. It's inevitable and I will fucking deal with it. You should too because you are also going to bleed. The blood is unavoidable. Especially in a tables, ladders and chairs match. The pain is also inevitable. Along with the blood, we shall both feel pain. As chairs strike our skulls. We will feel pain. As we fly from ladders. We will feel pain. As we go through tables. We will feel pain. Both of us will bleed and both of us will feel pain. The only difference between us will be the suffering. I refuse to suffer. I enjoy bleeding. I enjoy the taste of my own blood. I enjoy pain. I enjoy the feeling of pain throughout my entire body. Blood and pain will not cause me to suffer. Blood and pain may not cause you to suffer. But I will Dread Knight. I will make you suffer.


Kronik turns his head and looks behind himself at the row of hanging EWE figurines. Xavier Serikaz's figurine had already been removed, destroyed. He used a makeshift blowtorch last time. But this time he didn't really care. He grabs the Dread Knight figurine and rips it clear from the string noose around it's neck. He launches it at the wall and watches as an arm breaks off and the head snaps, with it half hanging off as the figurine lands in a heap. He then turns his head slowly to look back into the camera.




.::Kronik::.


THAT is how easy it will be for me to break you on Warfare. THAT is how easy it will be to make you bleed. THAT is how easy it will be for me to cause you pain and suffering. You were lucky that most of my attention was on Kane during our first match. This time, you have my undivided attention. It's one on one Dread Knight. And only one of us walks away.




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