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Date Posted: 09:38:50 04/29/03 Tue
Author: Kronik
Author Host/IP: inktomi6-not.server.ntl.com / 62.254.0.9
Subject: I Am Better Than You


We are now in the boiler room once more. We see Kronik training and punching the brick wall while wearing knuckle dusters. He spars with the wall as if he was hitting another man. He cracks his fist against the bricks with his knuckle dusters chipping away at the wall as he takes swing after swing. Eventually he stops and starts breathing heavily. He takes the knuckle dusters off his hand and then cracks his knuckles. He picks up his EWE Tag title and his EWE World Heavyweight title. Slinging one piece of gold over each shoulder, he makes his way over to the camera.




.::Kronik::.


And now I am once again a double champion here in the EWE. I have reached the point at which I said I would reach. I am the EWE Heavyweight champion. I am the best there is in this federation right now. But then again, I knew that even before I won the title. I know I am the best. I AM the best. Everyone else is nothing. You are all just worthless fucktards, running your mouths and hoping for a title shot. I can see everybody lining up already for a shot at me. It was expected. You are all like a herd of sheep. Dumb, slow-witted, whining, bleating sheep. It's rather pathetic. But still, nothing can be done about it other than for me to eliminate you all one by one as you are thrown in front of me for your shot at the EWE Heavyweight title. This time there will be no interfering to cause me to lose my title. You'll see. I won't be making the same mistake that I did when I held the EWE European title. This title, I won't lose. This title will be mine until I choose to vacate it. Not before.


The scene cuts to show footage of Hostility. More specifically, the Main Event Glass Cell match for the EWE Heavyweight title between Kronik and JD.




JD and Kroniks legs become untangled, JD gets to his feet limping as Kronik kicks JD in the stomach and sets him up…..

JR - SOMEONE STOP THIS!!! YOU CANT DO THIS!!!

King - NOOO…NOOO….NOOO!!!

Kronik lifts JD into the air and nails a Kronik Boom sending both men slamming through the roof of the cell as they drop 20 feet to the mat as glass drops all around them

JR - GET SOME DAMN EMT'S OUT HERE!!

King - This is truly shocking….i can't believe what I've just seen

Kronik puts an arm over JD as the referee reluctantly makes the count….1….2…..3

JR - For the love of God what the hell has just gone down here!

Kronik and JD lay motionless in the ring as the referee grabs the World Title and "Die Motherfucker Die" plays into the arena

EMT's fill the ring as they try to remove bits of the glass from the unconscious bodies



The footage comes back to where Kronik now who stands with a smirk on his face. After that performance he is certainly pleased with himself for what he has accomplished at Hostility. He was ready to speak about it and get his thoughts across.


.::Kronik::.


I told you JD. I fucking told you that I would destroy you. Now you cannot use ignorance as an excuse for not listening. I did what I said I was going to do. I took the fucking EWE World Heavyweight title by sheer force. No interferance involved. Just one on one. Man to man. Face to face. I picked you up and gave you the Kronik Boom through the fucking roof of the glass cell. I took a beating myself. I bled, I got battered, I got brutalised. But whatever you did to me. I gave you back tenfold. And it ended up with me coming out on top. I've only lost two matches here in the EWE. One because of interferance and another was when my tag team partner got pinned. That goes to prove just how damn good I really am. I beat you JD. I proved that you can be beaten. I hope you paid full attention to that one. You are beatable and you are most definately not untouchable. You can and will be broken. Just like I did to you at Hostility to get the fucking job done and take the EWE Heavyweight title.


Kronik scowls into the camera as he gives these words to JD. He obviously feels a great resent towards the man, even after their long endurance in a glass cell match. Kronik takes a few moments to think as clips of the aftermath show.




Kronik and JD both start to show signs of movement, Kronik is helped to his feet by the EMT's and the World title is handed to him, he is completely disorientated and shows no signs of knowing where he is. He grabs the belt and it seems it all comes back to him as he raises the title belt in the air. JD is then helped to his feet as he walks over to Kronik

King - That's enough guys!!

JR - Surely they can't want to fight anymore! JD then extends his hand to Kronik

JR - What a gesture by JD…..true class after a match like that, they both acknowledge each other's part

Kronik flings his title over his shoulder and extends his hand to meet JD's as they shake hands in the centre of the ring, JD lifts Kronik's hand into the air as the crowd go wild

JR - This is an amazing sight people!

Suddenly JD pulls Kronik towards him and nails him with a clothesline sending Kronik to the mat, JD grabs a chair and starts beating Kronik across the chest with it

JR - WHAT IS HE DOING!!!

Kane and Dread Knight sprint down the isle as the crowd go wild

King - Here comes some help for Kronik!

Kane slides into the ring and Dread Knight follows him in as JD stops and looks at them as the crowd are going nuts

JR - Your in for it now JD!

Then Kane and Dread Knight start smiling as JD starts nodding and points at Kronik, Kane and Dread Knight lifts Kronik to his feet and hold him in place. Kane puts a chair in front of Kroniks face as JD picks up another chair

King - What are they thinking!!!

Suddenly the crowd go wild as the Husky sprints down the ramp and slides into the ring, The Husky nails JD with a Sabre Tooth Kick through the chair knocking him out of the ring as Dread Knight and Kane both climb out the ring. The Husky stands in the centre of the ring wearing a hoodie as he looks down at Kronik

JR - Thank God for the Husky!

The Husky then starts smirking and puts his hands at the bottom of his hoodie, he lifts the hoodie over his head to reveal an nWo t-shirt

King - What the hell!!

JR - I can't believe this!!

Streetz walks out onto the top of the ramp and starts nodding, the Husky turns to face the nWo leader and nods back at him

JR - The Husky has joined the nWo!

King - What is in store for the EWE now!

JR - Surely there is gonna be some sorta struggle between this newly created JD faction and the nWo

Kronik pulls himself to his feet and looks at the Husky and then looks at Streetz looking slightly confused….

The Camera's cut backstage showing Max Cavalera looking at a screen in shock as the shows comes off the air….



The scene then comes back to the present as the EWE World Heavyweight champion is seething even moreso now. His hatred for JD is burning and burning as more fuel is added to the fire to increase the flames.


.::Kronik::.


Now after that match JD, you offered me your hand for a handshake. Now those of you who have been paying fucking attention will realise that I don't trust anyone. I never trusted you in the first place. Now I was just going to turn down your hand shake and merely look away. You aren't worthy to even be looked upon you seven foot sack of shit. But after the glass cell match it felt fitting that I take pity and take up your offer. Never again. I can assure you of that. Never again will I accept the offer of anyone's hand in good gesture. You then took a steel chair and took a few cheap shots. You couldn't take it. You were in a jealous rage as a certain shade of green mysted your vision. You were like a petulent child. You threw a tantrum because the better man won. You threw a tantrum because I beat you. You had to conduct a cheap attack in order to make yourself feel better and then, if that wasn't enough, you had to get others to help you in doing so. How pathetic JD. But that was expected of you all along. You are pathetic.


Kronik pauses to let his words sink in a little before continuing. He is clearly not in the best of moods. Then again, he never is. There is always some fucker trying to skate uphill and get in his way.


.::Kronik::.


Low and behold. The two men that come out to help you in your little after match tirade are none other than Dread Knight and Kane. The two men who didn't have what it takes to win the EWE Tag Team titles in their first match in the EWE, because of me and the Husky. They felt bitter. And Dread Knight. He knows that if it wasn't for your interferance JD, he would never have even got his hands on the EWE European title. That would be yet another piece of gold in my collection. And then, he goes and loses it to that fly you were swatting during your first week, Dark Cazza. Looking back, Kane and Dread Knight both lose their matches that night also. Two more petulent children having a temper tantrum because they weren't good enough to win their matches. Two more pathetic maggots to join you in your jealous rage. The three of you, wanting to be as good as me. The three of you, wishing you were as good as me. The fact of the matter is, you aren't as good as me. Neither one of you. And neither one of you will ever have what it takes to win the EWE World Heavyweight title.


Kronik takes another brief pause. His words already cutting like deep wounds in the oppositions minds.


.::Kronik::.


Hell i'm even suprise that there wasn't little Xavier Serikaz making an appearance in your pathetic little group just to throw a tantrum and get one back on me. But the next thing that happened was something I didn't expect. I was all ready to ride out the punishment until you pathetic waste of space and your two cronies left me. Husky comes out and takes you out with a sabre tooth kick to the chair you were holding. As expected, Dread Knight and Kane scattered and ran from him. The three of you ran from the Husky. But after your little demonstration, cowardice was expected. Dread Knight and Kane saw the Husky knock you down and that was it. I've seen the replays of what has happened since Hostility. I know what went down despite being laid out on the floor temporarily. Even after all that, I still had the energy to get to my feet. I had the power to do that because I am the best.


Kronik has yet another pause as he stands 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 matter at hand.


.::Kronik::.


So the Husky felt the need to come out and save me from the three on one. Now I didn't ask you to head out there and help me Husky. I said I don't have your back and that I don't expect you to watch mine. But you did. I'm not one for kissing ass and i'm no good at thankyou's but thanks anyway. It's appreciated that not everybody feels the need to whine and complain their way into the limelight. But I also see that you have joined the NWO with Streetz. Streetz. A man that has stepped into the EWE saying how he is owed a title shot. Now Streetz, nobody owes you anything. You missed your shot at the EWF heavyweight title. That cannot be compensated by giving you an EWE Heavyweight title shot on a plate. If you want a shot at my title, your either going to have to wait in line, or stake your claim by beating the others who want a shot at me. Only one man can take the next EWE Heavyweight title shot. It's upto you and the rest of them to decide who the best man is. Even if it means beating the hell out of them, which I don't believe you have a problem in doing Streetz. But you can fight your way towards me all you want. I'll be ready and waiting like a brick wall to block your path. I am the safe that cannot be unlocked. I am the hole that cannot be dug. I am the mountain that cannot be climbed. I am the best.


Kronik maintains a look of seriousness on his face as he states his words clearly to make sure everybody hears them loud and clear.


.::Kronik::.


Now that my tag team partner is a part of the NWO. It does not mean that I will be following suit. I am my own man and play this game alone. I see two groupings that have appeared on either side of the battle field. I stand in no man's land as I stand between the trenches. One one side we have JD, Dread Knight and Kane. On the other side we have Husky, Streetz and Gary Larico. I will not choose a side. I don't trust either side. I will not be joining either side. I prefer not to put myself in situations where I am liable to be stabbed in the back. But of those two sides. I hope the NWO mops the floor with those three fucktards. JD, Dread Knight and Kane. You are unworthy. You want a shot at the EWE Heavyweight title? Prove to me that you deserve one.


Kronik then takes a lengthy pause. He gets ready to wrap things up.




.::Kronik::.


I can see that I am a wanted man. I am carrying the bullseye and the guided missiles heading for it aren't far away. But I am the bullseye that blows up the missiles before they even have a chance to make an impact. Good luck in trying to take the EWE Heavyweight title away from me fucktards. I will enjoy watching each and every one of you try and fail miserably. You pathetic insolent fools.


The scene ends as Kronik stands there with his arms folded. Both shoulders shine as they hold his two title belts. He glares into the camera with a solemn look as the camera pans out and slowly fades to black.




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